Manhunt: Search for the Night Stalker

No!

Oh, god.

Please don't.

Oh, god, please don't shoot me again.

Please don't.

Dayle?!

Oh, god, no!

God, no!

Miss Hernandez?

I'm Sergeant Frank Salerno.

This is my partner Gil Carrillo.

We're Los Angeles Sheriff's investigators.

Dayle's dead, isn't she?

Was she your roommate?

Her name is, was Dayle Okazaki.

Why would anybody do this to us?

I don't know.

Can you tell us what happened?

It happened so fast.

I parked my car in the garage.

Suddenly, he was in there.

He didn't say anything.

He just shot at me for no reason.

And then he went inside.

- It's a good thing you were holding your keys.

They deflected the bullet.

Can you tell us what this man looked like?

His hair, it was curly.

I remember his teeth, they were really bad.

You know, rotten and all.

All right.

We'd have a better chance of catching him

if you would sit down with our artist

and help him make a drawing of the guy.

I'll try.

Okay.

Your boyfriend called.

He's going straight to the hospital

and he'll meet you there.

Thank you.

Lie down, okay?

So what do you think?

I don't know.

Yeah, it's a strange one.

Could just be a burglar who got surprised.

- Yeah, but so the burglar goes into the house

and kills the Okazaki woman,

after he's been surprised by Hernandez in the garage?

Yeah, and why didn't he finish Hernandez

when he had the chance?

Right.

Just doesn't hang together.

No!

No!

No, no, no!

No, no, no, please, no!

No!

No, please.

Please, please, don't hurt me!

No, please!

No, let go of me!

No, no!

No, please, don't hurt me!

No, please!

No!

No!

No!

Frank.

- What is this? - Breakfast.

I got you a deluxe burrito.

Beans and sausage, salsa picante, peppers, and onions.

- Oh, hey, thanks very much for getting it,

but, you know, I can't eat it.

Why not?

Fear.

It's not that picante. You'll like it.

Listen, Gil, I gotta tell you something.

I don't eat anything that's made in the cafeteria.

This is the food of Aztec kings.

This is East LA food.

It's good for the soul.

You don't know what you're missing.

- Come on, finish that on the way downstairs.

Phil Thomas wants to see us.

Well, the city must be safe.

Frank Salerno isn't out at a crime scene.

- Hello, Miss Clark. - Hi.

- Like you to meet my new partner Gil Carrillo.

Anne Clark, Channel 3.

- How you doing? - Nice to meet you.

So where's the Siamese twins?

What?

- I think he means my camera and sound.

They're having coffee.

Listen, is there anything special about the shooting

of those two women at that house in Rosemead?

No, nothing special.

No motive, no suspect.

Just checking.

And no story.

What's that supposed to mean?

- Oh, for you media types, there's two kinds of homicides.

There's the whodunit and the who cares.

And most of the time, you don't care.

- Not broadcasting isn't the same as not caring.

Look, I've got over 40 separate police departments

I have to check with besides the Sheriff Department.

Whether you like it or not,

yours is just another LA County murder.

Touchy.

Not really.

Listen, when you get into the whodunit part,

why don't you let me know?

I'll make you a hero again.

Ah, the truth comes out.

Anne Clark was your press agent

on the Hillside Strangler case?

- Yeah, she did her best to screw up that case too.

I like her.

You like everybody.

Look at this damn place.

I've been testifying for three days

in a 10-year-old homicide case

where the defense attorney keeps going over

the crime scene inch by inch by inch.

The judge oughta cut him off, but no.

What do you got, Phil?

Monterey Park had a young Asian woman

pulled out of her car, shot, and killed,

less than an hour and two miles

from where your victims were hit.

They think it's either gang violence or robbery.

What do you think?

- I think there's a probable make on the .22

between both killings.

You positive?

- With a .22, the best I can do is probable.

The bullet is in a jacket,

and I just don't have enough diameter to work with.

Monterey Park got any witnesses?

Yeah, some guy heard the shots

and saw the suspect get away.

- Let's send the composite that Maria Hernandez made

over to Monterey Park.

See what their witness got to say.

Maybe we'll get lucky.

Thanks, Phil.

You're gonna be late?

I don't know. It's a double homicide.

Mm.

You feel like waiting up?

I don't know, Gil.

Take your choice.

Hero or lover?

Well, how about I'm the hero first,

and then you reward me?

- Red dog! - Ah, blindsided again!

I think I fumbled!

- Let's go outside and play some ball, Dad!

Oh, I gotta take a rain check, Jaws.

I gotta go to work.

You always have to go to work.

Well, I know, but that's how I keep

your mama in diamonds and furs.

I wish!

Get down, get down.

Daddy.

Rene!

You can't Schicchi.

- I like the way your daddy dances.

- Yeah, how do you think I won your mama's heart?

It wasn't dancing.