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(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

ROMANO: What does
your gut tell you, Hooker?

Are the jumpsuit bandits
going to show?

HOOKER: Dietrich would be
the one to ask.
It's his caber.

O.P. One.
You holding up okay?

Roger, 30.

But I want you to know
the pigeons were here
before us.

A lot.

That's life
in the outdoors, Stacy.

Why do I always get
this kind of stakeout?

Dietrich and Fernandez
get dancing girls
and I get a rooftop.

(SONG PLAYING)

HOOKER: Dietrich. Fernandez.
What's the latest in there?

It actually is
down to a crawl.

Never can tell.
We may still get lucky.

That's easy for you to say.

Hang in there, Dietrich.

(SONG CONTINUES PLAYING)

It's two guys.

One in a jumpsuit.

STACY: But the M.O. has them
both in jumpsuits.

CORRIGAN: Yeah, I know.

No deal.

(SONG CONTINUES PLAYING)

We got two minutes.

You'd better take it easy
on that stuff, Sam.

You might fall
out of the nest.

Let's go.

MAN: Everybody on the floor!

Now!

Move! Get down!

Get down!

Cops! It's a trap!

Come on, man.
Let's get out of here.

It's going down.
Shots have been fired.

Nobody move!

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

Tony, hold on.

(SIRENS WAILING)

Four-Adam-Thirty in pursuit
of 211 suspects driving
red and white four-door sedan

westbound in alley behind
Ocean View Boulevard.

(SIRENS WAILING)

All right, cops.
You want it?
Come get it.

Arnie, look out!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Arnie, you okay?

Arnie, come on.

Arnie!

You in the car,
get down.

(MAN GRUNTS)

(INDISTINCT RADIO
CONVERSATION)

Sounded like cannons.

Had to be 45s, for sure.

Hey. Are you, uh, okay?

I've been better.

You guys okay?

Yeah, we're fine,
but the jumpsuits got away.

What about the driver?

D.O.A. at the hospital.

What's the word on Fernandez?

He wasn't looking too good
when we put him
in the ambulance.

Can I talk to you a minute?

I know you and Dietrich
go back a ways,

but for whatever it's worth,
he's got booze on his breath.

(INDISTINCT)

How bad?

Hard to say.

But I thought
you ought to know.

I imagine
he's pretty broken up
about Fernandez.

Maybe he had a belt while
waiting for the ambulance.

All right.
Thanks a lot.

I don't have to
tell you how I feel.

He's gonna make it.
He's just gotta...

Did we salvage anything
positive out of this mess?

Well, we know
a little more about the M.O.

They're in the place a while
before they hit it.

They go into the john and pull
on the jumpsuits and masks,
and then they come out.

Then you saw them
before they did it.

Oh, not really.
I wasn't paying any attention
till they came out.

The bartender?

He wasn't concentrating
on anyone at the bar.

He was watching the door.
That's where he expected
the action to come from,

like we all did.

We ended up with something.

Found this in the john.

Green stripe.

Menthol and something else.

P.C.P.

Yeah, it's a sherm.

What makes you think
this connects up
with the jumpsuits?

Bartender tidied up
a few minutes
before the shooting.

It wasn't there then.

It's a start.

How's Jill doing?

(SIGHS) She's dealing with it,
like we're all supposed to do
if our man gets shot.

It's nice of you
to come down with her.

Sam tracked me down
at the Meadows.

We joined last year.

I gotta hand it
to you, Laura.

Country clubs, fur coats.

You sure know how
to stretch a cop's salary.

(SNICKERS)
It's called credit.

And fancy footwork
when the bills come in.

Doesn't that add
extra pressure to Sam?

He's got big shoulders.

Are they big enough?

He was drinking
on the job today.

I don't wanna hear about it.

Don't shut me out.

Sam and I have been through
too many wars together.

Well, then,
leave it alone, Hooker.

Sure, I'll go away,
but Sam's problems won't.

DIETRICH: Doctor says
in a couple of months,
you'll be as good as new.

And we'll be back at it.
You and me.

I shouldn't be here, Sam.

Come on, Tony.

You all but got me
wasted, partner.

You and your damn booze.

I'm sorry.

It won't happen again.

I swear.

Hi, guys.

Saw Jill outside.
She's taking it pretty well.

That's my lady.

How did it happen, Tony?

It just doesn't figure.

You and Sam are too good.

They, uh... They spotted us
before we could draw down.

It just doesn't
seem possible.

I know, but, uh,
let me tell you,
that's what happened.

(SAM SIGHS)

COMPANY: One, two,
three, four. One, two, three,
four. One, two, three, four.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Who's Dietrich leaning on?

The hype who gave him
the tip about the robbery
at Mack's 413 Club.

I thought the hype
only knew the driver.

Yeah, and the driver's dead.

HOOKER: Dietrich's
still on him?

If you ask me,
it's getting pretty hairy.

DIETRICH: Is that the way
you talk to a police officer?

Hey, hey, hey.
Take a walk.

What are you doing?
That's my snitch.

You got everything
he had to give you
three days ago.

I want the guy
who shot my partner.
That's my only lead.

You're not thinking
straight, Sam.

I'm thinking about Tony.

So we know
the guy who shot him
uses P.C.P. So what?

Sam, hold on a sec.
I wanna talk to you.

Hold on a minute.

You got trouble.

I wanna help you.

Look, it's nothing I can't
straighten out myself.

Do me a favor, will ya?
Back off. Let me do my job.

All right, everybody.
We got a job to do.

We're gonna
track the sherm.

Find the dealer who sold it.

What's Dietrich's problem?
Is it the job or is it
something personal?

I think
it's a lot of both.

But mostly it's his wife.

She play around?

Oh, not with other guys.

With Sam's money.

She likes to live big.

Then she shouldn't
have married a cop.

I know it's not easy,
him being your friend and all.

But we've both been around
long enough to know

that booze and police work
don't mix.

It's just a feeling.

I don't wanna believe it.

But I'm telling you, Hooker.

Dietrich is just an accident
waiting to happen.

You may be right, Jim.

Either way, it's a problem.

I just need time
to handle it.

I hear you.

Just don't take
too long, huh?

Somebody else might get shot,
and this time,
somebody might die.

Hooker, you know,
we can't roust
every dealer in the city

looking for a guy
who sells sherms.

Right.

So we find someone
who's already done
the searching.

A user.

So what's this guy's name?

You're kidding.

No, but I think
his mother was.

Hold it, Milo.
Stay right there.

Take the back!

Nice to see you again, Milo.

I'm clean, Hooker.

Clean. (SNIFFS)

Just got a cold.

Like always.

We want some information.

Tell your friend, Hooker.
I ain't no snitch.

All right, I changed my mind.
Pat him down.

What do you wanna know?

We're looking
for a sherm dealer.

Sells the kind with
the green stripe
around the tip.

That'd be Pinwheel.

All right, Milo.
You bought yourself a freebie.

But I'll be around.

What's a Pinwheel?

It's a little plastic thing
on the end of a stick.

Spins in the wind.

Flush again, huh, cowboy?

Four grands,
Pinwheel, my man.

And 10 sherms.

Eh, what's happening
out there?

Bar business is good.

It's all easy pickings
for you, cowboy.

Could've been easier.

I lost my wheelman
on this last one.

But it was worth it.

I got enough here
to hold me for a few days.

And then what?

Another bar, another dollar.

(CHUCKLES)

Sounds like the way
you and me used to caper
back in Albuquerque.

(CHUCKLES) Ain't that
the truth, Pinwheel?

Too bad you lost your nerve.

Hey, man.
You wanna hear my rendition
of Ghost Riders in the Sky?

I've heard it.

(INDISTINCT POLICE
RADIO CHATTER)

CORRIGAN: Take a look
at that car up ahead.

What do you think?

Drunk as a skunk.

(CAR HORN HONKS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(SIRENS WAILING)

Freeze!

Freeze?

Stacy, it's Dietrich!

Damn.

I dropped my gun.

Hey, it happens, you know.

Call Hooker.

DIETRICH: (CHUCKLING)
I dropped my gun.

Four-Adam-Sixteen
to dispatch.

So Milo Pie gives you
your sherm dealer, Pinwheel,

but we're beating the concrete
all around town trying to find
this Pinwheel dude.

Pinwheel doesn't stay
in one spot very long.

You can say that again.
He's like a shadow.

We keep looking for him,
Junior, until we find him.

We find him,
he'll be our tie
to the jumpsuit bandits.

FEMALE DISPATCHER: Attention,
Four-Adam-Thirty.

Four-Adam-Sixteen requests
you meet them at Gower
and West Fourth.

Four-Adam-Thirty.
That's a roger.

DIETRICH: You...
You're not listening to me.

It's simple.
Just put me in a taxi
and I'll get out of your way.

Tell that
to your friend, Hooker.

Hey, old partner.

You people here
are making a federal case
over a couple of drinks.

Okay, okay. I know
I shouldn't be driving.

Just get me home,
that's all I'm asking!

Lock up his car.

You know, it might do him
more good if you ran him in.

It's a judgment call.
I'm taking him home.

Come on.

Come on.

Uh, you know, I'm sorry
for hanging up like this.

But you know I would
do the same for you.

That doesn't make it right.

Hey, hey.

Fernandez got dropped,
so I had a couple too many.

Now, listen, Sam.

My gut tells me
that booze got in your way
in that shootout.

For your sake,
I hope Internal Affairs
doesn't get the same notion.

Yeah. Who'd give 'em
that idea? You?

Take it easy.

You step over the line
one more time, and I will.

You can count on it.

Now get in the car.

How does a good cop
like Sam Dietrich
get to be like that?

Something snaps.

I've been there.

One day,

one thing too many happens.

A dead child, a rape,

a murder that could've
been prevented

if there'd been
enough hours in a day.

Or a wife walks out.

And you think
drinking will drown the pain.

It doesn't.

So what's the answer?

Getting so insulated
you're no longer human?

The opposite.

You fight every day
to get more human,
to get closer to the people.

To understand
and deal with the pain
without running from it.

Or maybe Dietrich's
doing more than just
running from the pain.

Maybe the pain's
only an excuse.

You're asking me
if I think Sam's an alcoholic?

(SIGHS) Well, If he is,

he's got more
than a problem.

He's got a disease.

Hi.

Thanks for coming out.

I was glad you were
able to get a hold of me.

Thank you.

I didn't open up to you
at the hospital about
Sam's drinking because...

Well, because it's just so
depressing to talk about it.

Must be depressing
to live with.

He used to have a couple
with the boys or with me.

Now he drinks alone.

For a while,
I blamed it on the job.

His heavy case load.

Then I began
to have doubts.

Even had visions
of another woman.

(SCOFFS)

God, I wish it were.

At least I could
understand that.

Have you ever thought

that you might
be part of the problem?

You knew the department
salary structure
when you married him.

He never once complained.

That's not what cops do.

Oh, I guess they don't.

Hooker, tell me something.

Why won't you let us in?

Why are all of you
so damn macho?

You push us out,
create a distance.

The only way you relate
is in terms of law and logic.

Not with honest emotions.

At first,
you tell yourself

you're protecting
your woman from everything

you have to deal with
day in and day out.

The grim realities.

But what I learned,

too late,

was that I wasn't really
protecting my woman
or my kids.

By shutting them out,

I didn't have to relive it
all over again.

I don't know.

I think I understand
a little better.

But I'm not sure.

Well, I hope
you do understand,
and I hope you can help.

'Cause Sam's in
over his head,

and something has to be done.

(INDISTINCT POLICE
RADIO CHATTER)

(SIGHS)

She's going to do
everything she can to help.

But the bottom line is,
it's gonna be up to Dietrich
to pull himself together.

Hmm.

Where to now?

Find Pinwheel.

We've looked everywhere
else, but one place,

the end of the old jetty.

ROMANO: What makes you
think you'd find him there?

Used to be one of
his haunts years ago.

He liked it because it was
a safe place to deal, and
nobody could sneak up on him.

Maybe he's up to
his old tricks.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

Let's go.

Everybody on the floor!

Now!

Come on, hurry up.

Hurry up!

What'd you do?

Did you hit the alarm?

DISPATCHER: Attention
Four-Adam-Thirty
and units in the vicinity.

A 2-11 silent
at The Arena Bar,

442 West Fountain.

Four-Adam-Thirty,
handle code three.

Four-Adam-Thirty, roger.

I oughta kill you.

Come on, man! Let's get
out of here! Come on!

Stay down!

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

The getaway vehicle
was a late model
blue sedan, four door.

I've got a partial
on the license. 3-8-7.

(INDISTINCT POLICE
RADIO CHATTER)

CORRIGAN: Look what I found.

Looks like the same M.O.

Green stripe
around the tip.

Talk to the witnesses.

See if any of them made a pair
of cowboy boots underneath
one of the jumpsuits.

Let's go, Junior.

I want to find
a missing person.

Pinwheel?

Pinwheel.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(DRUM SOUND)

ROMANO: So that's
a pinwheel.

HOOKER: That's right.

You can trust
the spinning one.

Hey Pinwheel.

Ever thought about
taking lessons?

What, and cramp my style?

Word has it, you're pushing
sherms these days.

Sherms are hot.
A whole lotta dudes
are hustling them.

Not with green rings
around them.

Nice new drum, huh?

Aw, come on, Hooker.
Last time you flung my drum,
it washed up in Tahiti.

I bet the natives
are still high.

We're looking for one
of your shermheads.

Six-foot-two.
Male Caucasian.

A hard case.

Big dude, huh?

In that category, I got
a merchant marine swabby,

a cowboy,

and an ex linebacker.

Any of them been
around lately?

The swabby checked in
yesterday, and the cowboy
connected this morning.

Next time one of
them shows up,
drop a dime on me.

That's dangerous, Hooker.
I gotta go on living.

You'll come up
with an angle,

or you'll be coming up
with another new drum.

When Detective Fernandez
narrowed it down

and recalled seeing
a pair of cowboy boots

under the jumpsuit
of the tall suspect...
Glad you could make it.

So, the magic word
for the day is "cowboy".

If you see somebody
who looks like
you should be rounding up

strays in the south 40,
bring him in.

But,

if cowboy is our man,

he's packing a .45 auto.

And he's already smoked
three victims, including
Detective Fernandez.

So don't let him
make you the fourth.

All right.

Let's roll.

Which way did Dietrich go?

Looked like he was headed
for the locker room.

I'll catch you
outside, Junior.

(THUD)

You look like
yesterday's leftovers.

I guess I don't have
to ask why, do I?

Don't start, Hooker.

I'm sick of being preached to.

Here comes the sermon.

Let's call it
a bit of personal history.

I was doing my job,
pretty much the way
I'm doing it now.

And suddenly one day,
Fran says, "It's all over,
I can't take it anymore."

I couldn't understand why
at the time.

Maybe I didn't try
hard enough. Anyway...

There I was,
wife, kids, gone.

I needed a friend,

and I found one.

80 proof.

It's still a friend.

Makes you feel good,

and it doesn't talk back.

No, Sam.

It tears at your gut,

and dumps you out in the cold,

and rips you away from
anything you have left.

Friends like that
I didn't need!

Back then, I had to
handle it alone.

I got lucky.

I caught it in time,
walked away before
I drowned.

Look, I will, too.
It's, uh...

As soon as the, uh, pressure
eases you know, and I won't
need it anymore...

Sam, Sam.

Has it ever occurred to you
that the pressure
maybe an excuse?

Maybe you're an alcoholic.

What?

What are you, crazy?

You can get help.

You can get help
from your own kind.

Cops who've been through it.

They want to help you!

We need all the good cops
we can get, Sam.

But you have to go to them.
You have to want to go.

I just told you it's
a temporary problem.

Besides, it's something
that I do off-duty,
not on the job...

Off-duty, off-duty.

Off-duty. It was in here.

All right. That's it,

I'm pulling the plug.

You'd do that to me?

You would do that to me?

I have no choice.

(DOOR CLOSES)

How do we know
these jumpsuit bandits
are still around, Hooker?

Maybe they moved on.

I don't think so.

Guys like that
never know to quit
when they're ahead.

I was hoping you
wouldn't say that.

Unfortunately all we have to
go on is the fact that one of
them wears cowboy duds

and packs a .45...

Don't forget that.
That narrows it down.

If you say so.

But so far,
aside from Pinwheel,
our snitches haven't

come up with much
on the street.

Let's swing over
to the marina.

Take a tour.

If this cowboy is hooked
on sherms and buying
them from Pinwheel,

he'll stay in
Pinwheel's backyard.

Won't stray far
from his source.

Up ahead, see the big guy?

Does that look like
a cowboy to you?

Western clothes
and cowboy boots.

Looks like a possible.

Let's check him out.

Hey, pal, I'd like
to talk to you.

I can't swim!

Help.

I can't swim.

Let me help you.

(GASPING)

Lester Sayles.

I don't know nothin'
about nothin'.

You just ran because
we were chasing you.

You got it.

You got my attention.

What happened to the bag
you were carrying?

Oh, yeah, my bag.
I lost it on account of you.

I should sue the city.

Seems Albuquerque P.D. put up
with a lot of your nonsense.

Hey, read.

It says I've been
rehabilitated.

It looks like a possible.
What do you think, Hooker?

Say it's a possible.
Free room and board
for you tonight, Lester.

Compliments of the city.

Register our guest, Romano.

Hold over for I.D.
confirmation.

Tomorrow, we'll
bring in Pinwheel

and hope for
a positive I.D.

ROMANO: Step in.

All the way.

Take off your hats.
Face front.

Which one is Cowboy?

ROMANO: Number one,
step forward, turn around.

They're all
cowboys, Hooker.

Don't play games with me.
Which one's your sherm buyer?

ROMANO: Number three, step
forward and turn around.

I don't see him here.
He ain't one of them.

You sure?

ROMANO: Next man.

PINWHEEL: Sure I'm sure.

I wish I could
help you, Hooker.

ROMANO: Number five.

Honest.

ROMANO: And the last one.

Kick them loose.

That will be all.

Move out.

Sam.

Stay out of
my way, Hooker.

Sam, hold on a second...

I wanna talk to you,
that's what.

How'd it go
with the Captain?

How do you think?

I'm off the case as of now,

and come tomorrow morning,
I sit down with
Internal Affairs.

You know how
it tracks from there.

They take my badge and
my gun and flush 'em,

together with my pension.

Thanks, buddy.

You're a prince.

And you're a fool.

If you get your act
together, it doesn't
have to be that way.

That's sweet, Hooker.

But if I wanted religion,
I'd go to church.

(GROANING)

Hooker.

Call an ambulance.

What happened?
Who did this to you?

Cowboy.

You mean Lester Sayles?

I lied.

You had him.

Where can I find him?

Tomorrow.

He...

(MUMBLES)

Where, Pinwheel?
Where?

Ambulance is on the way.

It won't do any good.

COMPANY: One, two,
three, four.
One, two, three, four.

The bars they hit
are all over the city.

He sure moves around.

Each one of them is
near a sport facility.

Baseball stadium,
sports center, boxing arena.

And each one of them
features dancing girls.

There is a pattern.

And look at the times
of the robberies.

They all went down
when some sporting event
was in progress.

Fans mob the bars
before the games,

and the places empty
out at game time
for the most part...

And the register
is loaded.

Too bad it took so long to
figure out Cowboy's M.O.

Yeah.

HOOKER: Pinwheel said
that Cowboy's going to
hit again today.

STACY: There's a basketball
game this afternoon.

At the sports center
near Mack's club.

You think he'd hit
the same place twice?

He might.

He might think
that's the last place
we'll be watching.

Let's give it a try.
Let's set up, get there
before he does.

I'll clear the stakeout
with the Lieutenant.

Let's hear it.

Where are you going?
What do you think
you're doing?

This is my case.

You're off this case.
Captain's orders.

Forget about orders. This is
the guy who shot my partner.
I'm going after him.

Let me tell you something.

I did tell the Captain
about your drinking problem.

That's where I left it.

I didn't tell him
what I really believe,

that your partner
caught a bullet because
of your drinking.

What are you talking
about? You were there.

Let me tell you
something else!

This is my stakeout.

And I'm not gonna
let you foul it up.
So get out of here.

STACY: I've got
a bird's eye view of the bar
from here, Corrigan.

The place seems to be
pretty well emptied out.

Yeah, well, it's getting
pretty full in here.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

I think I've got one.

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

He's headed for
the men's room.

Hey, I think
this is him moving in.

You're a dead man.

It's Dietrich. He blew it.

HOOKER: What the hell
is Dietrich doing here?

He's got Cowboy.

Romano.

(GRUNTS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(GROANING)

(GRUNTING)

(HANDCUFFS CLICK)

(GROANING)

Thanks.

You bought me
an extra pass.

You know what you
almost bought me?

A ticket to the graveyard.
You're dangerous, man.
You're lethal,

to yourself and
everybody around you.

Sorry.

I really am.

Sorry doesn't cut it anymore!

(SIGHS) What does?

I think you know.

My last little escapade
pretty well did it.

Internal Affairs
will probably throw
the book at me,

and looks like
I'll be holding down
a desk job for a while.

Not too bad.

I hurt a lot of
people along the way.

Laura,

my partner,

you.

That's yesterday's news.

From now on
you deal with today.

Uh, okay, boys and girls,
it's show time.

I'd like to call this meeting
of the Peace Officer's
Fellowship to order,

and, uh let's get
the ball rolling

by inviting
our newest member
to identify himself.

Hooker, thanks.

Stick close to him, Laura.

He's gonna need you now
more than ever.

My name is Sam.

I'm a cop...

And I'm an alcoholic.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)