Armored Car Robbery Page #2

We're still listening.

We've got three minutes

to pull the whole deal.

Someone is gonna spot

us and send for the cops.

I've already timed that.

Suppose we haven't finished and

there's still dough in the truck?

We leave it.

I don't want anybody to get sticky-fingered

after the time is up. Is that clear?

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

- When you figure on going on this?

- Next Tuesday.

We've got a lot of work to do.

You boys are gonna study this

routine until it comes out your ears.

Now, the armored car

will be coming along here.

[CROWD CHATTERING]

[SPUTTERING]

[ENGINE CLICKING]

[CROWD CHEERING]

[ENGINE STARTS]

[MAN GRUNTS]

Police Department?

I wanna report a holdup, Wrigley Field.

[CHATTERING]

Units 27 and 28, in 45 District.

Investigate a 561.

[OVER RADIO] In 45

District, investigate a 561.

The ballpark again?

You know what they say about lightning.

But I could be wrong.

Six will get you a 10.

[CROWD CHEERING]

[SIREN WAILING]

PURVIS:
Cops. Something went wrong. Get out.

[GUNSHOTS]

[BENNY GROANING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[HORN HONKS]

[AIR HISSES]

Special unit 12, Cordell.

Code three.

Officer needs help, Wrigley Field.

A 211 major. Notify all units.

CORDELL:
Be on the lookout.

- Black '46 sedan. WOMAN: Black '46 sedan.

License, California.

First three numbers: five, Jason, eight.

[SIRENS WAILING]

Heading east, 41st Street at central.

Instruct all units, these

men wanted for armed robbery.

And set up immediate roadblocks

on all main arteries from city.

I'd like to see Lieutenant

Phillips, if I may go in.

Are you a member of the family?

I'm from police headquarters.

Lieutenant Cordell. He's a friend.

Just a moment, lieutenant.

I'm Dr. Leslie.

Go ahead. Tell me.

We couldn't save him, lieutenant. I'm sorry.

Was anyone with him?

His wife. She's in the

waiting room. In there.

Thank you.

Tough break, Marsha.

For you too.

[CORDELL SIGHS]

Yeah.

I know how you feel, Jim.

You were partners for years.

Yeah, you kind of get used to a guy.

I know.

Marsha, I just wanna say...

Well, if there's anything

you need, you know where I am.

Thanks, Jim.

- How's she taking it?

- She'll be all right.

What do you want, Ryan?

We found the getaway car.

They ditched it underneath the Slauson

Avenue Bridge near the riverbed.

Good.

- And I'd better tell you the rest of it.

- Well?

I've been assigned to

work with you on the case.

- So you're replacing Phillips, huh?

- Yes, sir.

That's just dandy.

WOMAN [OVER RADIO]: 327 Empire Drive,

see a woman about a broken window.

327 Empire Drive, see a

woman about a broken window.

- What did they leave us besides the car?

- Quite a bit.

Gas masks, painters' coveralls. Looks

like they changed clothes down here.

- What about fingerprints?

- Some smudgy ones that nobody can read.

But whoever was wearing this

got plugged. Note the hole.

I see it. I put it there.

Hey, lieutenant. You better take a look

in here. Somebody lost a lot of blood.

Not enough to suit me.

We found some more blood

over here, lieutenant.

Apparently, whoever got shot

rested against that wall.

CORDELL:
That's bloodied up, all right.

Somebody must've lifted him.

There's two sets of prints.

Footprints end over there, where

they had another car stashed.

Seventy-one and 78, clear.

Numbers 1 and 2, no warrant.

- Did we get a rundown on

the second car? - Mm-hm.

178 Sanchez and Cloverdale.

Tread quite worn. Front and rear wheels...

...116 inches apart. Measuring

the indentations on the ground...

...I'd say the weight was around

3000 pounds. That's a small car.

[BENNY GROANING]

FOSTER:
We gotta do something

about him. He's conking out.

How is it now?

Gotta get patched up, Dave.

Can't we stop someplace?

We'll stop when we get to

the shack in about 10 minutes.

Hey, there's something up ahead.

That's a roadblock. Slow down.

- I'm not going through any roadblocks.

- Keep going.

And get nailed? Not me. I'm turning around.

[SIREN WAILS]

What's the idea? You can't turn around here.

I, uh, didn't want to get

mixed up in that traffic.

Uh, you see, we're a

little late for our shift...

Get in that line and keep moving.

Okay.

Nice going, you knucklehead.

Now, keep in line.

We'll never get through that,

they'll spot Benny in a minute.

Come on, snap out of it.

- We're all in a jam. Do you hear me?

- It's no use, Dave. It's no use.

PURVIS:
Come on, pull yourself together.

We gotta bluff this out. All of you.

WOMAN [OVER RADIO]: 502, 948 Lemoyne Street.

948. A 502.

Hey, Purvis, he's folding.

Benny, hang on.

Okay. Okay.

131-A, Wilshire and La Brea.

Forty-two, did you receive your call?

- What's the matter?

- Where you heading?

- Terminal shipyards.

- Trunk open?

- I don't know.

- Let's have the key.

Anything wrong?

16-T, phone your station.

One thirty-four, okay,

set up. Nineteen, roger.

What's this all about, officer?

You looking for something?

132-T, notification has

been made. Thirteen, come in.

- All right, move along.

- Thanks.

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

[ENGINE STARTS]

[SIGHS]

Come on, step on it.

WOMAN [OVER RADIO]: Attention, all units.

New bulletin on armored-car bandits.

Description of car being used now as follows:

Small sedan, standard-made,

license not available.

- All units, attention.

- Hey, Rhodes, what's that on your leg?

RHODES:
Must've come off

that car we just checked.

Say, that's blood. How do you like that?

Hey, Chandler, that black sedan

is the one we want. Heading south.

[SIRENS WAILING]

[BOAT HORN BLARES]

[TELEPRINTER CLICKING]

MAN [OVER RADIO]: Unit 11, roger.

That's your seventh cup.

You'll be awake for a year.

Just put some fire under

the pot. This is cold.

Yes, sir.

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

- Hello, Lieutenant Cordell?

- Yes?

My name is Bronson.

I represent Pacific States Insurance Company.

I looked for you but they told

me I can find you down here.

What's on your mind, Mr. Bronson?

Well, you see, my firm has the policy

on the L.A. Armored Car Company...

...we stand to take...

- Worried about your money, is that it?

Uh, that's it exactly. If

they collect their insurance...

...it'll be the biggest claim

my company has ever had to pay.

That's quite a coincidence. A

friend of mine, a police officer...

...he had insurance too. His

widow is gonna collect it.

I heard about that. I'm sorry.

But as I was saying, my company

stands to put out over $400,000.

So you see, we're more

than anxious to cooperate.

Uh, isn't there something that we can do?

- There is something you can do.

- Really? What is it?

Get out of our hair, let us work.

We're doing everything we can.

Anything develops, we'll let you know.

- lf there's anything...

- Good night, Mr. Bronson.

Good night, lieutenant.

Sorry I brought it up.

That makes two of us.

One-forty-four-A,

initial is O for Oscar.

What's his trouble?

- Money. What's yours?

- Lack of it.

One-thirty-one-B,

clear.

They're bottled up inside that

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