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Seconds, my friend?

Yeah, just a touch, friend.

He's been out there for the
last 10 minutes, you know.

Who's that?

Your new partner.

Yeah, I guess.

I made stuffed pork
chops for tonight, okay?

What was that?

I said, you're getting absent minded!

I'm sorry, baby. Stuffed what?

Pork chops.

That's fine, that's fine.

Aren't you forgetting something?

Morning, partner.

I got a litterbug?

Sorry about the butt this morning.

It's just this is my first
morning out with you.

Aren't you qualified?

I guess I am, I'm here.

You're here.

- Rapist again?
- Yeah, that bastard.

That's number five.

Did I catch you on the wrong
side of the bed this morning,

or am I just saying the wrong things?

Are you campaigning

for public office or something?

No.

- Then let's just patrol.
- Okay, partner.

I'm not your partner. Call me Ed.

Unit seven, unit seven.

There's a 2-11 in progress at 1203 Distup.

It's a holdup. It's only
a few blocks from here.

There it is, it's a delicatessen.

Swing in that alley!

Okay, old man, I'm leaving now.

Keep your mouth shut,
everything's gonna be all right.

Cover the front.

Police officer, freeze!

Hold it right there!

And drop the gun or
I'll blow your head off!

Frisk him and get his ass in the car!

I'm gonna check the clerk.
And give him his rights!

Against the car.

Put your hands on the
car. Quickly, fucker!

Kiss my ass, punk.

Think you're a bad ass fuckin' cop.

Give you motherfuckers a badge

and you think you got
the world by the ass.

You ain't shit, motherfucker.

- Shut your mouth!
- Fuck you!

Call in for a unit!

Behind your back.

Special unit nine
requests a 9-14 Charles.

Roger, special unit
nine. Stand by for further.

Special unit nine, coroner's
office dispatched a 9-14

Charles to your location in
response to civilian report.

10-4, unit nine clear.

Another one for the meat wagon?

Yeah, first-degree murder during a 2-11.

Seems like all I've done this week

is run a body pick-up
and delivery service.

Well, it sounds like
you could use some coffee.

Thank you, Brian, I could.

Did you remember my two lumps?

Can't get 'em off my mind.

You horny bastard.

I see you like your coffee
the way I like my women.

Hot and sweet.

And black?

Hey, come on.

You know better than to ask
me a question like that.

I do, I know. It's
just, it's been a while.

No, it's been quite a while.

So what do you say we make
up for some lost time?

We'll go over to my place,
burn a couple of steaks and...

play photography for a few hours.

What's photography?

That's where two people
go into a dark room

and see what develops.

You nut.

I thought for a second you meant

some kind of Polaroid party.

- Well, we could do that too.
- The hell we can.

Hey, come on. What's wrong
with some nice figure studies?

Especially with a figure
that's so nice to study?

Well, I don't mind you looking,
but I prefer you touching.

If I'm gonna turn you on,

I wanna be there to get the benefits.

You turn me on all right.

Hey, love birds.

Who the hell's minding the store,

while you two ball each other
on the taxpayer's money?

Well, if it isn't Sergeant
Preston of the Yukon.

Why don't you park your dog
sled and have some coffee?

You better keep your seat, Brian.

You've heard how the mounties

always get their man in the end.

Just the facts, ma'am. Just the facts.

Well, the fact is you were almost guilty

of disturbing the peace.

All right, Casanova, gulp
down that mud they call

coffee around here and let's
get back out on the field.

- Earn our keep.
- Aye aye, sir.

Jenny would you buzz Ed Haskell

on that wireless of yours,

ask him if he's seen this caddy?

Yeah, we got a phone tip that

it's close to his present location.

- It's probably hot.
- Okay.

Iron balls Hakell's really putting that

new Metro squad guy through
the ringer, isn't he?

What is his name, Striker?

Yes, Bob Striker.

It's Bob now, is it?

Let's go, fuzz brother.

Right behind ya.

Pick you up at eight o'clock,
Saturday night, okay?

Fine. Be cool, fellas!

Special unit nine, this is base.

Request sighting verification
of a 1972 Cadillac Fleetwood,

two-tone gold, California
license 752, David boy Nora.

Possible GTA in your immediate vicinity.

Special unit nine reporting a negative.

Said vehicle has been duly noted.

Unit nine clear.

I sure got a kick out of that
guy we nailed this morning.

Murder one and he's
yellin' about his rights.

I guess he knows the law?

Yeah.

Jesus, this god damn
car's falling apart.

Remind me to put in another request

when we get back, will ya?

Let's get 'em.

Police officers, hold it!

- Up against the car!
- We ain't doin' nothin'.

Everybody, let's go! Up against the car.

Come on! You too, around,
around, hands on the car.

The fuck you always harassing somebody.

Hey, man, we ain't doin' nothin'.

Just helpin' out a friend.

Read 'em their rights, Striker.

You have the right to remain silent.

If you give up the right to
remain silent, anything you say

can and will be used against
you in a court of law.

You have a right to speak to an attorney.

Watch out, watch out.

You spread me too far, my old
lady gonna get suspicious.

And to have an attorney
present before questioning.

If you can't afford one, we'll
have one appointed for you.

Shut up!

Freeze, man!

- Come back.
- Back to the car.

Come on.

On the car. That's it.

I'm freezin', man, I'm freezin'.

It's cool, it's all right.

Striker.

There he is right there. That's the man.

I told you. I told you
we weren't doing nothin'.

It's his car!

What's going on here?

- Is this your car?
- Yes, it is.

- Are you police officers?
- Yes, we are.

- Do you know these men?
- No, I don't.

But they seem to be all right.
The car seems to be okay.

There's nothing wrong with
the tires, it's all right.

You fellas can go, it's all right.

Now hold it right there. Hold it.

Yeah, see? What'd I tell you?

He said we could leave now.

Come on, brothers, let's split.

Do you mind opening the trunk, please?

It hasn't
been... It's all right.

We just wanna check and make
sure everything's all right.

Well, I'm sure
everything's fine, officer.

Would you check, please?

Yeah, everything's all right.

Does everything in there belong to you?

Everything but that, I
don't know what that is.

I haven't seen that before.

- This?
- That there, yeah.

Ed! Looks like we got a little sugar.

Coke, baby, coke.

We should've been off in
that trunk first.

You guys put that in there?

Hey, they got the right dude.

Back on the car!

Easy, boss. Easy, boss.

- They must've-
- Hands on the car.

Hands on the car,
please, spread your legs.

Spread your legs.

Come here, Striker.

What?

Where's your search warrant?

That's beautiful, Striker, just beautiful.

You had the guy open the
trunk with no search warrant.

That's inadmissible. You blew
it, Striker, you blew it!

Heckel and Jeckel.

That's what them two
cats should be called.

- What the fuck?
- Listen to me.

Listen, you son of a bitch.

I know that creep in the
other room's always supposed

to get the red carpet
treatment, but he's got some

pretty kinky ideas about the
services we have to offer.

Now is this a massage parlor
or a god damn whore house?

The hell are you trying
to do, screw everything up?

Now, sure that guy's a
creep, but that creep has got

enough bread to buy this
joint, twice a week.

Now, if you want to get
that damn sports car

you've been crying about,
you just get your pussy

back in there and put it to work.

Look, Nick, I don't mind
screwin' the bastard again,

even if he wants you to throw
grapes at us or something,

but he had better not lay into me

like he did June last week.

Well, now don't gets so uppity.

The guy's just a fanny freak, that's all.

Maybe he'll give you a little spanking.

A little spanking?

So what's the big deal about some clown

who wants to slap ya on your bottom?

And who says he'll stop with just that?

June's still black and blue,

and damn near quit after last week.

Come on, baby. I
warned him about that.

Besides, he ain't got no
crypt with him this time.

I mean it's like he isn't
the Marquis de Sade.

But I wanna tell you something, baby.

You're gonna think I am,
if you don't get in there

and give that sucker
whatever the fuck he wants.

Now, hop to it!

You were sure long enough.

Well, when a gal's
gotta go, she's gotta go.

Do you wanna lay back down?

Okay.

Yeah, that feels good.

Yeah, that's really nice, sweetheart.

You're kinda missin' the
whole middle area there.

You know what I mean?

Christ!

You sure know how to bring
things to a boil, don't you?

Well, that's what I'm
getting paid for, right?

Yeah.

I've had my bottom in
a lot of these places,

but you sure get down to business.

Hey, listen.

Why don't we move onto the next step?

You know what I mean?

Yeah, I think so.

Okay.

Yeah.

My, my, my.

Hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it.

Let's try something different?

You get up on the table
and I'll be your masseur.

- Wearing all this crap?
- Don't worry about it.

Don't worry about it. It's
all gonna come off eventually.

Just get up there and
make yourself comfortable.

That a girl.

Yeah.

Your little fanny's just
asking to be patted.

You're very attractive, my dear.

Yeah.

How's that? Does that feel good?

Mister Heath!

I know what you
like to do with a girl,

but you could you kinda take it easy?

Don't you worry, my dear.

I'm gonna be very gentle
with you.

I'm gonna treat you just like
I'm powdering a little baby.

Spankin' good little baby!

Yes, sir.

Yeah.

Oh, yeah, that's nice.

Nice and firm.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, man, look at that.

Yeah.

Yeah.

All right?

Okay.

Yeah.

Oh, my god.

Fuck me.

Fuck me.

Yeah.

Harder.

Don't tell me you've
finished with her already.

Not really.

She's got such a cute little bottom.

Yeah.

I'm sure it would dance
quite well under a lash.

What're you talking about?

Mr. Heath. Look, now,
I told you last week.

I can't have you beating up on my girls.

I mean, they're not
worth diddly shit to me

all cut up and bruised.

I know you pay extra,
but it ain't easy finding

a knockout broad to
put up with that stuff.

Okay, now why don't you just go back

and let her give you some
head or something, all right?

- Okay.
- Good boy.

Boy, when you give a gal a massage,

you really go all out, don't you?

Yes, I do.

No.

No, no.

Yes.

Yes.

You bitch.

Please.

Please.

I'll do anything you ask.

Even take another spanking,
but not with that!

You'll take
everything I wanna give you.

Now put your butt over that table.

But, but Nick told me-

- I'll tell you
what to do from now on.

Now put your butt over that table!

Nick? Nick, help me!

Put your butt over that table!

No one can hear you cry.

Son of a bitch.

Put your butt over that table,

or do you wanna have it across the front?

Operator, get me the police.

Quickly.

Nick!

Nick!

Nick!

Help!

Please, someone!

Help.

Help, please.

Nick, please!

Please!

Someone!

Please!

Unit 672, this is base.

There's a man at the
Hidden Massage Parlor,

1221 North Vermont.

Assault and a possible 2-88, code three.

Unit 672, roger.

You know the spot. We had
a 3-11 there last week.

Right!

Please!

Please!

Check him.

About time.

Look.

Hold it, mister! Hold it!

Frank?

Everything's cool here!

You'll live.

You better call Jenny for an ambulance.

This girl's been worked over pretty badly.

Yeah, better call an
ambulance. It was awful.

It was terrible!

Well, don't you worry
about her, mister. We'll-

- Her!

Fuck her, man!

I mean for me!

Eddie?

"Eddie?"

What'd you do? Burn the pork chops?

No.

Hey. What's up with you?

Nothing, honey.

You burned the pork chops

and you forgot to order my scotch.

No.

I got your scotch and it's
just 15 minutes from the plate.

Then what's with this "Eddie" thing?

Nothing!

Nothing?

Susan Anne-McDonald Haskell.

For nine years, I've known
you as a lover and a friend.

When you call me Eddie,

either I've done something
wrong or you have.

Now, spill it! After I
read you your rights.

Here's your drink.

Think I'll have my friend first.

Have your drink first
and then have me, okay?

Okay.

You're on.

All right.

I've had my scotch.

Now I'll have you.

Eddie.

Hey.

This is your old man.

I suppose you're gonna
tell me you're pregnant?

No.

All right, I give
up! You got me whipped.

I know what it is.

I got a Valentine card
from Josephine Hutton,

with whom I had a torrid love affair

when I was in the 10th
grade at Cleveland High.

No.

I know I was the only one.

You do.

What's on your mind, love?

Miss Britten's daughter.

Sarah.

She was just 15.

But she was...

She was killed.

And now that was just
right down the street!

The rapist.

Didn't you know that?

No, I didn't.

Honey, I thought you already knew that

and that you just didn't
wanna tell me because-

- No, I didn't know.

Yeah, I just keep thinking about that.

Forget it, love.

But it was just me all over again.

Forget it, love. It
won't happen to you again.

Eddie?

Would you...

Can we let dinner wait
just a little while?

Yeah.

I'll even give up my scotch.

For my Irish.

I was just scared.

Don't be.

I can't be anymore.

Yeah.

I love you.

Oh, honey, I love you so much.

You're never gonna leave me, never.

- All right?
- Oh, yeah.

Base, this is unit five.

Eight is 10-27. I'm proceeding.

Five clear.

How are you this morning, Ed?

Fine, just fine.

Went bowling last night.

Picked up all the marbles.

Do you ever go bowling?

Nope.

You hear anything more about that rapist?

Made another hit last night.

Killed a woman after he screwed her.

Sounds like a real ape-shit maniac.

What's that make it, six now?

Yeah.

Including a 15-year-old girl.

Bastard.

I'd like to give my
ITs to nail that creep.

Somebody'll get him, that's for sure.

This is special unit two.

Request additional unit for
backup and crowd control.

Unit two clear.

Roger, unit two.

Unit 644 rolling to your location.

Hey, Ed, look!

- It's murder one!
- What the hell are you doin'?

That's the clown that hit

the liquor store yesterday!

Get goin', he's out on bail.

- Sorry.
- Sorry what?

I know what you're thinking.

He's out on bail. He's got his rights.

He's got a smart lawyer.

Hello.

Hi, there.

- You mind if I sit here?
- No, of course not.

Well, I guess
I'll have a cigarette.

Would you like one?

No, my doctor scared me into quitting.

Oh, yes.

I know what you mean.

I tried that once myself,
but didn't have any luck.

Do you come here very often?

On and off.

Where are you from?

Originally, Oregon.

Oh, yes.

That's a very beautiful country.

That's why I like to
come here in the park.

It's a little bit like home.

I see.

Are you married?

No.

The right man hasn't come along yet.

I know what you mean.

It seems like men are only
interested in one thing and

that's getting the girl into
bed, if you know what I mean.

Yes, I know.

It seems are only
interested in women as a

thing for their sexual pleasures.

Aren't you afraid coming here alone?

The park?

You mean because of the
rapings and killings?

Well, aren't you afraid?

No, I'm really a police woman.

We're trying to trap him.

I see. That's very interesting.

Well, I'll be moving on now.

Why don't you let me
walk you to the entrance?

Well, that sounds
like a very good idea.

A woman can't be too careful these days.

You dirty fuckin' broad!

I hate you!

I hate women!

You're rotten!

Rotten!

Unit 6A 76, this is base.

There's a man, south
entrance Valley View Park.

Homicidal rape involving
female police officer Rydel,

Patricia Elaine, code two.

My god, the bastard's gotten Patty.

Six Adam 76, roger.

Patty Rydel, wasn't that...

that swinging redhead from Oregon?

Yeah, that's the one.

I just saw her a week or so ago!

When she volunteered for undercover work,

trying to nab that rapist prick.

Sounds like she
found him, or he found her.

Yeah.

World's full of freaks, Brian.

You just think of a hangup
and you can bet your ass

somebody out there's got it.

Sure is nice when you
have an afternoon off.

Do you like it better
than when I have a night off?

Well, no, but it's just as much fun.

Hey, you wanna
have some real fun?

What could be more fun

than what we're gonna do in a few minutes?

Smokin' some stuff.

You mean like this stuff?

That's the stuff.

That's the stuff.

You roll these things, you know,
when you roll these things,

you always get these little
tips left on the end of 'em.

I know, that's because
the paper's too long.

That's good.

Yeah, well, this is gonna be good too.

I'm gonna get comfortable.

I can dig that.

Is it good?

God, it's really smooth.

Well seasoned.

Provocative.

- Listen.
- What?

You got any more little
goodies down there?

Search me.

Sure.

Sure, I've been planning to.
I'll just search all over.

Hey, wait. What is this, man?

What have you got on?

It's my costume!

Costume for what?

For that 50s nostalgia party, remember?

Don't you like it?

Hey, did you see Ricky Nelson?

Well, it's supposed to
be sexy. Don't you like it?

Look it. I mean, I've got
pants with the open stich.

Hey, that's really far out.

- It's an open and shut case.
- Oh, no!

- Wait a second.
- You'll set me on fire.

- Listen.
- What?

I'm just gonna take it all off.

You know, this water bed is
like just riding on a big boat.

- Are we both, yeah?
- Yeah.

- Can you dig a boat?
- Let's go sailing?

- I'm gonna take this off.
- Yeah, I can dig that.

- I have too many clothes on.
- I know.

It's kinda hard to take this
crap off on this waterbed.

I know it.

- Listen.
- What?

Oh, no!

You know, that's
a really good smoke.

Sure is.

It really is.

Haven't had a good smoke in a long time.

Where'd you get that?

I don't remember where I got that from.

Well, I'm all done!

Here, let me help you.

Jesus Christ, man.

Listen, I know Matt Dylan
felt like with Kitty.

You have to admit it's kinda cute.

- Yeah, really.
- Kinda freaky?

This thing is insane, man.

Oh, lady, lady, lady, lady.

Here we go with those split beaver pants.

You're very good at that!

I know, I had a lot of practice.

Yeah, I bet you did.

Can you do it one-handed?

Oh, come on.

Special unit nine, this is base.

Check a 7-38 at 3371 Green.

- That's so good.
- Feel good?

Yeah.

Oh, lady, you're just...

So good.

Oh, god.

Yeah.

- Oh, yeah.
- That's it, lady.

That's it.

- Yeah.
- That's it.

- That's it, lady.
- Oh, please!

Oh, yeah!

That's it.

God.

Come on, let's do some more.

Okay.

- Tell you what.
- Yeah?

Okay.

Oh, yeah.

That feels good.

Special unit nine,
we're 10-97 at our 7-83.

Unit nine out.

Units three and
seven, special unit nine.

A 2-11 in progress at
11230 South Bronson Avenue,

supermarket, arms spitfire,
proceed with caution.

Unit nine rolling.

Hold it! Police officers!

Look out, Ed!

Forget it, kid.

Help me!

Forget it, kid. Give me the gun.

I'm bleedin'!

- Call for an ambulance.
- God damn it, help me!

- Call an ambulance.
- You're gonna be all right.

No.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Look, I might've pushed too hard, but...

Well, damn it, the guy
had a dead beat on you.

Sometimes a guy with a
gun doesn't wanna shoot.

Sometimes he does.

That's the one thing a cop
doesn't know. How the guy feels.

Thanks.

Hey, forget it.

I was beginning to think
you didn't like me.

Hey yourself.

The week isn't over yet.

That's just the right touch.

Well, I can think of some nicer ones.

Touch like this, for instance.

I'm not gonna
argue with that, Officer.

You know, dinner was great
tonight as usual, Brian.

Maybe you should be a
chef instead of a cop.

Then I wouldn't be able
to listen to that beautiful,

sexy voice of yours as often as I do.

Besides, that makes me
sound like a bad cop.

No, I didn't mean it that way at all.

I'm glad there's a guy like
you helping to protect me.

I probably know better than most girls

what goes on around here
every day and night.

So that's why every time I
have to send you out on a call,

well, I worry a lot.

I can't think of another person

I'd rather have worry about me, Jenny.

Forget about being a
chef or a cop.

What do you mean?

I mean, as good as you are
at cooking and protecting,

that's absolutely nothing
compared to what you do best.

Looks like we got some added information

on that apartment building.

Yep.

Did you check on getting
the warrants if we need 'em?

Yeah.

Didn't do too well?

What's that?

Bowling?

No, I'm just damn pissed off.

Murder one hit another
liquor store last night.

They get him?

Course not.

He fled the state.

We could've nailed him.

I know, I know.

Out on bail.

The hell kinda laws have we got anyway?

Hi, Gayle.

- Well, hi!
- Come on in.

I thought you'd still be in bed!

Actually, I've been up
since eight o'clock,

trying to think of a
way to get you into bed.

Well, you're certainly
getting fresh for someone

just initiated into the
bored housewives club.

At least I'm not bored anymore.

If I had to count on Tony
for every piece of ass,

I'd probably forget how to do it.

Let's see how much you remember.

Actually, we don't even need a bed.

I just want you any way I can have you.

How's your husband?

I don't know, I haven't had him lately.

Can he get it up anymore?

- Two hours ahead.
- Yeah almost as good as mine.

I've not been interested in more anyway.

I don't mind giving
a hint for two hours,

if he'd retaliate.

Oh, god.

But you.

We have a guest.

Over at the window.

Don't look now, you might scare him off.

Well, what the hell are you-

I think it's the guy that's been prowling

around the neighborhood.

Now, let's put on a show for him.

At least until we can get to the police.

Come on. Act like you're enjoying it.

I'm trying.

All right.

I just hope the fuzz don't look in too.

Oh, god.

Oh, god!

Oh, god.

Oh, god.

Hey.

I've got an idea.

What?

Come on.

Oh, come on.

Hello?

Hello. Yes, operator.

Oh, god, Vicky.

Oh, yes.

Could you please get me the police?

Hurry.

Hurry, quickly, hurry.

Hello?

Yes, that's the address.

Sure, I'm okay.

Baby, go on.

Yes.

But I, I don't...

None of your business what I'm doing.

Would you hurry
and get the police?

Yes, all right.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Jenny, give this to special unit nine.

- They are in the area.
- Okay, thank you.

Special unit nine, this is base.

Check a possible 738 at
2624 South Maple Avenue.

Please respond.

This is special unit
nine, 10-4. Unit nine clear.

What the hell's a 7-38? I forgot.

Peeping tom.

Oh, baby.

Oh, god!

Special unit nine,
10-97. Unit nine out.

Hold it, police!

Take it easy, Striker!

Striker!

Son of a bitch!

You bastard!

Take it easy, Striker. Hey, Striker!

Come on, get on your feet.

Let's go.

Get your hands off me! Who
the hell do you think you are?

You're filthy!

Get on your feet!

- Shit on you!
- Get on your feet!

Fuck you! Who the
hell do you think you are?

- We're police officers!
- Shit, where's your uniforms?

- You're perverts!
- Shut up!

I'm gonna read you your rights.

Fuck you.

You have the right to remain silent.

If you give up that right,
anything you say can

and will be used against
you in a court of law.

Pooh!

Cool it, Striker!

You have the right to remain silent.

If you give up that right,
anything you say can

and will be used against
you in a court of law.

You have the right to
speak to an attorney,

and have an attorney
present during questioning.

If you so desire, or cannot
afford one, an attorney will be

appointed for you without
charge before questioning.

Well, what do we do now, jack off?

Get on.

So what's the harm in
watching people fuckin'?

We all fuck, don't we?

Don't you, cop?

Don't you guys talk? You
afraid to talk about sex?

Everybody does it.

Maybe you fuckheads don't, is that it?

Shit, you cops are sick! That's right!

You're shit.

Shit.

Base, this is special unit nine.

We have a 7-83 suspect in custody.

Roger, unit nine. When
will you reach base?

Our ETA at your
location's five minutes.

Please respond.

Look, there!

Let's get him.

10-22 that siren, he's not gonna stop.

Base, this is special unit nine.

We're in vehicle pursuit
of a holdup suspect.

Heading east on Las
Lomas, corner of Hasko.

You have
no right to keep me here

while you're chasing
after some shitty freak!

Suspect's car now
turning south on Mar Vista.

Suspect's car now heading up Tarlton.

Would suggest east and west
intercept on Mulholland Drive.

Come on,
slow down! Hey, take it easy!

Slow it down at
this next corner, Striker.

I'm not gonna
let that son of a bitch

get away this time.

Dead end after crossing Mulholland.

If he doesn't know that, we're in luck.

- Jesus Christ!
- What're you gonna do, kill me?

All right, here's a
straightaway. Step on it!

Watch it, watch it. Easy on this corner.

I got it, I got it!

Come on, you bastard! Outta the car!

Look at him, he's spinning out.

Spin it out, Striker!

Put it down!

Special unit nine still
in pursuit of suspect

north of dead end of Carlton in landfill.

Unit nine out.

He's cutting over to the right!
Cut him off, cut him off!

- Is that you, Ed?
- Yeah.

I've got company.

This is Bob Striker.

- Nice to meet you, Bob.
- Hi, Susan.

I promised to give him the
books on raising betters.

He's got a 10-gallon tank.

He thinks he's gonna raise fighting fish.

- In the closet?
- Yeah, honey, in the box.

Would you like some scotch?

- Well-
- You are off-duty, you know.

Sure, thanks.

Have a good day?

Sort of routine,
except for a fast chase.

Do you like being Ed's partner?

Sure do. He's
got a hell of a record.

Yeah, but a terrible track record,

when it comes to raising
fighting fish.

Thank you.

What makes you think you'll be lucky?

Being a beginner, I guess.

You just had a normal, regular day?

Nothing...

Special?

No, routine.

Are you married?

Me? No, ma'am.

I'm one of five children.

I get the willies every time
I think about getting hitched.

Well...

One of these days, you'll be there.

Well, don't get me
wrong, I'd like it, but...

well, a fella figures it's
gotta be the right one.

- Here you go, Striker.
- Thank you.

Would you like to
stay for dinner with us?

Oh, no, thank you, Mrs. Haskell.

I wanna get to the fish
stores before they close.

- Thanks for the scotch.
- Sure.

And thanks for the books, Ed.

Yeah, sure.

It was nice meeting you, Mrs. Haskell.

Nice meeting you, Bob.

- I'll see you tomorrow?
- Right.

I'm sorry to bother you,

but do you have a match?

No bother at all.

I don't smoke, but I think I have a match.

Thank you.

Here you go.

Why don't you keep them?

Thank you.

It's a lovely day out here.

Yes, the weather has been nice lately.

I hope I'm not intruding
on your peace and quiet.

No, not at all.

You come here often, don't you?

I think I've seen you here before.

I eat my lunch here every day.

I work in an office and getting out

where it's quiet is nice.

Yes. People get very noisy sometimes.

In fact, they just
sometimes become a bore.

I hate to say it, but you're
right. Talk, talk, talk.

Yes, and it seems
like women are the ones

who do most of the talking.

That we do.

Now, don't move or yell.

Just move nice and easy
over here to these bushes,

and everything's gonna be all right.

One fuckin' peep out of your throat,

and I'll stab this knife
right into your guts!

Now just move over here, nice and easy.

Right here on the bench.

Right, okay, now take off your clothes.

I said take your fuckin' clothes off!

Come on!

Don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt ya.

It's gonna be okay,
everything's gonna be all right.

I'm not gonna hurt ya,
I'm okay. I'm a nice guy.

Oh, yes.

A soft, cute lookin' little broad.

Those tits.

So soft.

I'm not gonna hurt ya.

That feels good.

- God.
- Ah, don't.

I'm not gonna hurt ya now.
Everything's gonna be all right.

- Why?
- Just relax.

It's so nice.

Take off your pants.

Take off your pants!

Take off your fuckin' pants!

All right.

Yeah.

Yeah. Wonderful.

So wild.

Oh, yeah.

Lay down, lay down.

Don't move.

That's good.

Oh, yeah.

I like this.

Oh, yeah, I like that.

This is wonderful.

You're a soft fuckin'
lookin' little broad.

Oh, god! God!

You dirty fuckin' broad!

You stink! You're rotten!

I hate...

God damn.

Bob.

Excuse me.

Oh, yes?

We're police officers.

Have you seen any unusual
activity around here lately?

- A man, perhaps?
- Why yes.

- Is anything wrong?
- Where did you see the man?

Why right over there.

Just a minute ago, I saw him.

We're gonna ask you to
wait here for a minute.

But I can't. I'm late.

- Make a search, Ed.
- No, we can't do that.

- We have to!
- Call for a matron!

- We haven't got the time!
- Then take the time!

You wanna make the search?

Well...

I, I don't understand.

I don't understand what's going on.

It's routine, I'm sorry.

You'll have to be questioned and searched.

Well why are you questioning me?

I haven't done anything.

I was just walking through the
park minding my own business.

I told you about that man I saw.

What more do you want from me?

I'm sorry, you'll have to wait here.

Bob!

Drop it!

Take him, Bob.

Bullshit.

Don't be stupid, they'll rack you up!

You dirty son of a bitch.

Now...

Just, just back down.

Back down, schmuck.

I know my rights.

You have the right to remain silent.

If you give up that right,

to remain silent...

What happened then?

Lieutenant, it happened so fast.

He got Ed's gun and fired,

so I shot back as quick as I could.

You sure hit your target.

It's all weird.

Yeah.

Lot of freaks around.

One thing.

What's that, sir?

Ed sure taught you good.

Yes, sir.

I really learned from Ed.

That's for damn sure.