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(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

And finally
but in no way
incidentally,

let me say that there is not
the least doubt in my mind

that you're guilty
as charged.

The narcotics
you're known
to distribute

turn up on every level
of our social structure.

And what I find
particularly detestable

is that your activity
plays such a deadly role

in the destruction
of our children.

Mr. Brown, to allow you to
return to society unpunished

is to do the greatest
disservice to the people
of this city.

You are, in my opinion,
an evil person.

However,
due to the arcane
technicalities

dredged up by your counsel,

I have no alternative
but to find you

not guilty.

(CHATTERING)

VINCE: Isn't that
Willie Brown's car up ahead?

(TIRES SCREECHING)

You believe that?

I believe anything
about Sweet Willie.

He thinks he's
above the law.

I seem to remember
the last time we
wrote him up,

the skipper heard from
Councilman Allen

and then we heard
from the skipper.

It was worth it.

What seems to be
the trouble, Officer?

It's very simple, Willie.
You made an illegal left.

Other than that,
no trouble at all.

That piece of paper
don't mean nothing, man.

I got half of City Hall
in my pocket.

Yeah, I know.
You're a big man, Willie.

That's why
I want your autograph
right there.

(SIREN WAILING)

I want names
and badge numbers!

This is capital H harassment!

Guess again, pal.

(GUN SHOOTING)

Now, where was that we said
we were eating lunch?

38th and Camden. Let's roll.

I feel good
about the whole thing.

The annual
pistol competition.

My money's on Hooker
for the individual honors.

Oh, mine, too,

but I think we'll win
the team trophy as well.

This year, with you,
we're stronger than ever.

DISPATCH: Attention
all units in the vicinity
of 5th and Spring.

A 187 reported
in the alley north of 5th.

We're around the corner.

Not for long.

All right, everybody,
get back from the car.

VINCE: Back it up.
Back it up. Come on.
Come on.

Move away.

Move away.

Stop. Just a sec.

Take it easy.

Take it easy.
Stand back.

You the one
that phoned this in?

Yes, sir. I saw him when
I came out to dump some trash.

Came out from where?

The hotel there.
I work the desk.

Hi, Hooker.

Garber.

Oh, Sweet Willie Brown.

I gave him a traffic citation
a block from here
not 10 minutes ago.

Uh-huh. Well,
he won't be paying it.

Any of these rooms
facing this way occupied?

Just one.

Sergeant, our guests
have a right to privacy.

Your guests
are prostitutes
and their johns,

and they buy
their privacy
by the hour.

Now, do you want me
to get into that?

I'll get you the key.

The guy signed
the register John Smith.
You think it's his real name?

Yeah, and the girls' name
was Pocahontas.

Uh-huh.

Looks like John Smith
didn't get his money's worth.

Maybe he saw something.

Looks like he left
in a hurry

without his lighter.

"Ralph P. Janco."

"One Life, one Love."

Yes?

I'm Sergeant Hooker.
This is Officer Romano.

We're looking for
a Ralph P. Janco.

My husband? Why?
What's the matter?

Yes, what is it?

Mr. Janco,
I'd like to speak to you
for a minute, out here.

There was a murder
earlier today

in an alley
north of 5th Street.

We have reason to believe
you may have seen something.

5th Street?

I'm never
in that part of town.

Would you like
to run that again.

All right, I was there,
but I didn't see anything,
I swear.

What about the girl
you were with?

Yeah, she did.
She must have.

We were, uh, you know,
getting ready,

and she was
closing the drapes,

and all of a sudden,
she just ran out.

Any idea what she saw?

No. She didn't say
and I didn't look.

I just took off.

This girl, who is she?

Her name's Gloria.
That's all I know.

I... I just met her
five minutes before.

Nice lighter.
Who gave it to you?

My wife.

(PHONE RINGING)

Sherry's Bar.

Oh, uh, yeah, hold on, Al.

Hooker, it's for you.
Sergeant Downing.

Yeah.

What's going on? Hooker
got the whole vice squad
out looking for Gloria?

Believe me, he tried.

That's great, Al.

Al Downing got
a lead on Gloria.

An address.

Great, what are
we waiting for?

Morning.
She's gonna doing
her thing until sunup.

Frank.

Frank.

What are you doing back
in our precinct?

Well, one thing's for sure.
It's not nostalgia.

Come on.
I'll buy you a drink.

Well, that's a first.

Sherry, me gal.

(LAUGHING)

Hey, Frank Medavoy!

I haven't seen you
since you made captain.

You know something?
You're the only thing
I miss around here.

(LAUGHING)

Set us up with
two tall ones, me gal.

Okay.

Oh, I have some
bad news for you.

Your reign as
department pistol champ
is about to come to an end.

Oh, yeah?

I have a boy
who can shoot the
eyebrows off a gnat.

Anybody I know?

Roper, yeah.

The way I remember him, he
was too much of a Wyatt Earp
for your precinct.

23rd has changed, Hooker.

I've just spent three hours
going over the records
of the graduating recruits,

and I aim to wind up
with the best of the litter.

Well, pardon me
if I don't wish
you good luck.

We need them
more than you do.

Our stats are going
off the graph.

Maybe, but they'll
start going down
after today.

I heard
about Sweet Willie.

Yeah, something
odd about that.

Like what?

Well, his gun
was in his holster,

and the bulletproof
window was down,

and he was shot point blank.

So he knew his assassin.

That was the same conclusion

reached last week
when Heilman got hit,

and the same two weeks ago

when Jake Lundy
was gunned down.

That's the way things go
sometimes.

Yeah, but, Frank,

we're not talking

ordinary hoods here.

We're talking heavy dudes.

These guys have been
on top a long time.

They knew how to survive.

Maybe they lost the knack.

The important thing is,
we don't lose ours.

Give me a box
of .22 longs, will you?

You got it.

How about some .38s?
We got them on special.

I got all I need.
These are for my lady.

Oh, smart.

Every lady should have
a weapon these days.

You know, it's getting so you
can't tell the good guys
from the bad guys.

Yeah, I hear that.
Thanks a lot.

Have a nice day.

Got them.

Hey, look at this.
Nick Sypes, the hitman.

His attorney
is talking to the DA.

Nick Sypes?

Maybe he should
be added to the list.

Now we have more
than a pattern, junior.
We've got a connection.

Yeah. Sweet Willie
and Lundy were taken out
with the same .22.

You got it, and I'll bet
you if the bullet found
in Louie Heilman

hadn't been so mangled,
we'd have a third match.

Okay, but why?

Lundy was loan sharking,
Heilman was extortion,

and Sweet Willie moved drugs.

They got a common enemy.

Who? The mob?
Are they moving in?

Possible.

How about a vigilante?

Another possible.

Lot of questions.

Maybe Gloria
can give us an answer.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

HOOKER:
Gloria, open up. Police.

You take the stairs
to the roof.

Hold it!

Don't shoot me!
Please, don't shoot me!

Calm down. Take it easy.

I didn't do anything.

Nobody said you did.

I know what you cops did
to Sweet Willie. Please don't.

What are you talking about?

I saw it. One of you shot him,
and the other just stood there
and watched.

You're saying a cop
shot Sweet Willie?

(GRUNTING)

And you're the one
who's always telling me
to keep my feet on the ground.

(GRUNTING)

It stretches out
the back muscles.

You got to try it sometime.

I have my own
apparatus for that.
Arlene.

You ready for it?

You know, you can have those
ankle hooks built in now.

Yeah, but that requires
a whole operation.

Who wants to be laid up
for six weeks?

Want some coffee?

I'll pass, thanks.

I wanna make it
through the day without
a hole in my stomach.

Have you seen this?

An article about
another street hood
being knocked off.

Wonder who had the guts
to take him out.

I wonder.

Something tells me
it took more than guts.

Hi, Romano. Hi, Hooker.

Claudia, sweetheart.

Hi, Claudia.
What are you doing with
Hooker's dictionary?

Working on
crossword puzzles?

No, I was perming
Phyllis' hair.

With a dictionary?

Yeah, Phyllis is
taller than I am,
and I couldn't reach.

These are great, Hooker.

It's great having you
as a next-door neighbor.

So many things I can borrow.
You know what I mean?

Let's go, Romano.

Let's go.

Do we have to?

Fighting crime is a dirty job,
but somebody's got to do it.

Hang in there, Claudia.

Wait a minute.
Maybe they're not real cops.

Sure. Anyone can walk
into a uniform store
and buy a set of blues, right?

But nobody can walk
into a showroom and buy
a fake squad car.

You can buy
black and white paint.

Well, that's true,

but hitting the streets
in a fake black-and-white
is a dangerous game.

One of our units
would pick them up
in no time.

Then we're back
to real cops.

Well, that's what I think.
And, if so, we've got
to pick them up right away.

Every cop in this city
has a stake in it.

The day any one of us
takes the law into our
own hands, nobody's safe.

How do we get
to the truth?

We start digging.

The first sheet
has every call
in our precinct

between 1200
and 1300 hours.

The day
Sweet Willie bought it.

The other one gives the cars
in the area at that time.

Only four.

Two, if you eliminate
us and Sixteen.

That leaves Four-Adam-Ten
and Four-Adam-Fourteen.

Okay, Four-Adam-Ten.
Let's see. Rice and Jackson.

Rice retires
at end of the month.

I'd say that leaves him
and his partner out.

Yeah, I guess you're right.
Rice wouldn't chance
blowing his pension

when he's this close.

Who's in Fourteen?

Yablonsky and Falco.

A transfer
and a phase four?
Maybe.

No, wait a minute.
It says here they had
a ride-along that day.

A reporter.

So much for maybe.

(BEEPING)

DISPATCH: Dispatch
to Four-Adam-Thirty.

We have Four-Adam-Sixteen
ready to be patched through.

This is Four-Adam-Thirty.
Go, Sixteen.

Hey, scratch the notion
of any cars in
the motor pool being used.

All we did was
get our butts
in a wringer.

Sorry about that, Sixteen.
We struck out, too.

None of our cars on patrol
were involved, either.

Well, let's hope
you do better
at the pistol shoot.

Remember, we've got
money riding on you.

That's a roger, Sixteen.

I'm telling you,
Corrigan, Gloria said
it like she meant it.

I don't care how she said it.
I just don't believe
a cop killed Sweet Willie.

Wow. Looks like
we're buying the beer.

Oh, make it four.
Hooker's due any minute.

Hooker say what
Lieutenant Wallace
wanted to see him about?

Something they wanted
us to handle for
the DA's office tomorrow.

Kelly, there's Stacy Sheridan.

I've been tracking her
ever since we were
at the Academy together.

Ooh! USDA Prime.
Always was.

Yeah.

Hi, Stacy.

Can I buy you a drink?

Oh, thanks, but
I've got one working.

Hey, hey.

Don't run off, baby.
I've got plans for us.

Look, I told you
at the Academy
I wasn't interested.

Be a nice guy
and take a hint, okay?

Hey, you don't know
what you're missing.

I'm telling you, I really
wanna get together with you.

Hey, she said,
"No thanks."

I don't like anyone
putting hands on me.

Hey! Hold it!
Hold it. Hold it.

Knock it off.
Hey, come on, you guys.

We may be from
different precincts,
but we're all cops.

I was just saying
hello to Stacy,
and this guy here decks me.

It was more than
a hello, Roper.
You were pushing it.

Hey, hey, Hooker, listen,
we didn't come here
to make trouble.

We came here
looking for you.

What for?

It's about the
annual pistol competition.

You're
the defending champ.

Yeah, so?

So how about
making it interesting?

A side bet.
Your score against mine.

Yeah, we've got
500 bucks here

says Roper will
outshoot you, Hooker.

Hey, guys,
I don't shoot for money.

Your bet is covered.

You'll have to
settle for half, Romano.

I want the other half.

You got it.

We seem to be
short a couple of beers.

HOOKER: I noticed
Roper was wearing them.

VINCE: Yeah, on his face.

Hey, Gino, give us
a couple more.

What's Lieutenant Wallace
got lined up for you tomorrow?

Oh, we've got to deliver
Nick Sypes to the grand jury.

He's turning state's evidence.

Why, that's a cute way
to get off the hook.

Tell a few lies and walk.

A killer like Sypes.
I wouldn't wanna guess how
many contracts he's filled.

Tell me about it.

And now we're
giving him protection.

All the way.

You wanted
to see us, Captain?

I got the information.

The code name
on Nick Sypes
is Red Dog.

All we have do
is tune in on
Hooker's frequency.

And jump the call.

Well, it might not
be that easy.

It depends on the location.

Hooker could get there
before you do.

How do we deal with that?

You don't. I do.
I figured this out.

It's a matter of
making a phone call.

DISPATCH: Attention,
Four-Adam-Thirty.

Proceed to Starlite Motel,
room six.

Pick up Red Dog,

and then go directly
to your pre-assigned
destination.

That's it. Red Dog.
Nick Sypes.

(PHONE RINGING)

Yeah?

Hold on.

Some guy
from the DA's office.

Yeah?

Mr. Sypes, this is Paul Warner
with the DA's office.

We had an unfortunate
problem with security.

What do you mean, problem?

The men that were
assigned to bring you in
were intercepted,

and their car and their
uniforms have been taken.

Look, you got to protect me!
That was part of the deal!

Now, slow down, Mr. Sypes.

There are four
plainclothes detectives
already on the way.

Yeah, well,
they better get here!

What is it, Nick?
Hey, what are we doing?

It's a hit.

Hooker and Romano
are out front.

I can't draw a bead on Sypes.

We do it the way
the skipper said, right?

(SIGHING)

Nick, we're surrounded!

(GUN SHOOTING)

Cover me.

Put your hands up.
Put them up!

Cuff him.

Hand on your head.

He's dead.

You guys, you really
are the cops.

What about the other two?
Are they the phonies?

What other two?

The two out back.

Maybe the same ones
Gloria saw.

There's glass
in the back here.

Somebody fired a shot
from the rear.

The other two cops.
They fired the first shots.

We were set up, junior.

They fixed it so we'd do
their dirty work for them.

Of course, you've figured out
what I'm up to by now.

Hey, Frank, I figured out
before we started.

You're trying to tire me out
for this afternoon.

That's right.

I wanna win
that pistol championship.

Oh!

You're not giving me
a chance.

Well, that's the
whole idea, Frank.

I'm beginning to feel
like Nick Sypes.

Not funny.
That was ugly business.

I can't cry over Nick Sypes,

even if you were right
about those rogue cops

and that setup.

Listen, the bottom line is,

you did what
the courts failed to do.

You got an animal
off the streets.

The wrong way.

Maybe that's all
that's left to us.

Never.

Cops can't be
judge and jury.

All your years here
at the Academy,
that was your theme.

You drummed it
into our heads.

Yes, but that was theory,

and that was back then.

But today, out there,
it just isn't working.

It's got to, and that's
the real bottom line.

(CHATTERING)

They're still adding it up,
but I think this
is the breakdown.

Looks like a dead heat
for the team championship

between us
and the 23rd Precinct.

I thought we were ahead.

We were until Roper came up
in the last round.

What about the
individual standings?

Uh, Hooker and Roper
even up.

MAN: (OVER PA) Attention,
ladies and gentlemen,
the final count is in.

Academy Precinct, 246.

23rd Precinct, 246.
It's a tie.

A head-to-head shoot off
will determine the winner.

Officer Roper for the 23rd

and Sergeant Hooker
for the Academy.

It's up to you, Hooker.
The precinct is
counting on you.

So are we,
me and Corrigan.

Let us not forget
the five big ones we
have riding on this one.

I don't know whether
I can handle
the pressure, junior. Ooh.

Like I told you, Hooker,
my boy is gonna win
the trophy this year.

There's still
another round to go.

And Roper's just warming up.

In this kind of
shooting situation,
you have to cool down.

MAN: (OVER PA)
Is the shooter ready?

Ready!

MAN: (OVER PA) Hooker's score,
19 out of a possible 20.

(APPLAUSE)

Way to go, Hooker!

Hooker, you've made
me a rich man.

Don't count your money yet.
That Roper's pretty sharp.

Garber, what's happening
with those murders,
Sypes' and Sweet Willie's?

Yeah, did you get a line
on those other two cops?

What, you mean
the mystery cops?

MAN: (OVER PA) We're ready to
resume, ladies and gentlemen.

About the supposed quality
of your eye wits, Hooker.

First, you come up
with a prostitute.

Then you give me
a two-bit gunman.

Both pointing
the finger at cops.

Let them.
I don't believe them.

MAN: (OVER PA)
Officer Roper to the line.

Ready.

What about
the phone call to Sypes
just before it went down?

I don't believe
that, either.

You're not really serious
about this, are you?

Dead serious.

We've got rogue cops
on the streets.

They're wearing uniforms
and badges,

and they're making
their own rules.

They're taking the one symbol
of security the public has
and destroying it.

I'm not gonna
let it happen.

Reflex. He went
for his backup.

He must carry one
on the street.

We never learned about
carrying an extra gun
at the Academy.

Department policy and mine
is you don't need it.

Some think it's quicker
than reloading.

It isn't if you have
the procedures down pat.

Some officers carry
a backup in case their
weapons malfunction.

It shouldn't if it's
properly maintained.

And then there are others,
who feel stronger,
more macho,

if they tote around
a lot of armor.

MAN: (OVER PA) Roper's score.
18 out of a possible 20.

The winners are Hooker
and the Academy Precinct.

All right!

(CHEERING)

We did it, Jim.
There was never
a doubt in my mind.

Then how come you had
your fingers crossed, Romano?

Couldn't hurt.

I was just talking
to a friend.

Whatever you say, Gloria.

I wanna talk to you again
about the Sweet Willie
murderers.

I told you everything I know.

Yeah, well, let's talk
about it again.

Was there anything special
about those cops that you saw.

I told you,
it all went so fast
I didn't even see their faces.

I know.
Just think about it.

Well, the one guy
walks up to the car,

pulled out his gun,
and did...

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Do it again.

Is that where it was?
Back there?

Yeah, right there.
Why? Does it matter?

I think so. Thanks.

Any time.

Uh, you're not gonna
move me along, are you?

Not today, Gloria.
You've earned a pass.

(CHUCKLING)

Right.

Did you collect yet
on your bet with
Kelly and Roper?

We collect tonight
at Sherry's Bar.

We're gonna fix it
so you collect before tonight.
I wanna see them on duty.

I wanna see what
they carry for backup

'cause that's what was
used on Sweet Willie.

Roper and Kelly?

The hits were all
in our precinct.

But all our guys
check out.

And Kelly and Roper
were standing there
at Sherry's Bar

when Corrigan asked me
about picking up Sypes.

Why the panic? Think we
were gonna run out without
paying off that bet, huh?

Yeah, well, I got
a heavy date tonight.
I need the green.

That was some
good shooting, Hooker.

You might've beat me
if you used your backup.

Who knows?

What do you use?

.38 two-inch.

Nice. What do you use?

Uh, same thing. I keep it
in the glove compartment
unless we're on a roll.

Yeah.

I never went for these.
Short barrel doesn't do
much for your accuracy.

Well, let's go, junior,
we got work to do.
See you guys around.

He came looking,
and he found.

He saw the box of .22s.

There was a box of .22s
in that glove compartment.

Then it's got to be them.

That's a bet I'd cover,
but the ammo by itself
isn't proof.

What do we do?

Put it where it belongs,
on Frank Medavoy's desk.

There's no telling
how Medavoy's
gonna take this.

I'd better see him alone.

You got it.

Frank.

There's something
I have to talk to you about,
something very important.

I can't right now.
I'm running late.

Frank, it's about
your two men,
Kelly and Roper.

I believe they're
the ones using the badge
as a license to kill.

Kelly and Roper?

Sorry, Frank, but I believe
I can make the case.

Nick Sypes,
Sweet Willie Brown,
Lundy, Heilman.

I don't know what to say.

But look, I've got a whole
task force waiting for me.

My detectives just
nailed down the operating
base of that ring

that's been stealing and
exporting those luxury cars.

The wrecking yard
out here on Magnolia.

I can't sit on this, Frank.

I've got 20 men waiting,
uniform and plainclothes.

They won't go down
unless I'm there.

Just tell me when,
and I'll come back.

I'll call you later.
I'll clear some time.

It has to be before
the end of watch, Frank.

Otherwise, I go ahead
on my own.

You'll hear from me, Hooker.

What happened?
You talk to Medavoy?

No, not yet.

We've got a few minutes.

He's got two bad cops
out there, and he
doesn't have time to talk.

You'd think he'd want
to put a lid on it.

Yeah, you'd think so.

Hey, Hooker, telephone.

Hooker here.

Hooker, I'm still
at the wrecking yard.

Is it possible for you
to meet me here?

Yeah, sure, but...

I've been thinking about it
since you told me,

trying to figure a way to keep
this within the department.

If the word leaked out,
it would be devastating.

Hey, Frank, let's face it.

You can't keep
this thing quiet.

Well, maybe you're right.

Get down here,
and we'll talk about it.

Sure, I'll be there
in half an hour.

Where are all your men?
Big bust.

We did good.
Went down easier
and faster than I expected.

Have you decided
how to handle this?

How much do you know?

I thought I knew everything.

Roper and Kelly
have chalked up
four murders.

Murder isn't murder
when you're fighting a war.

And we're losing this one.

We've been
playing it by the book,

and the criminals are
getting off on technicalities.

It's an imperfect
system, Frank.

They're taking over
the streets.

We can't stand for that.

When the judges
and the legislators
don't help us do the job,

then we have
to do it ourselves.

And take the law
into our own hands?

There's no other way.

You're telling me things
I didn't want to hear.

I watched it go downhill
from the first day
I put on a uniform.

Now, I stood it
as long as I could.

Why are you admitting
all this to me?

With you on my side,

we could make this city
the kind of place
it used to be.

You know something, Frank?

You've sunk to
the level of the people
we're sworn to fight.

Don't do it for me.
Do it for yourself.

I know you, Hooker.
I know how you think.

I'm afraid you don't.

I'm afraid that
after all these years,

we're about as far apart
as we can get.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry you feel that way.

(GRUNTING)

(ENGINE STARTING)

(SIREN WAILING)

Frank.
Damn it, man.

Skip the lecture.

You'll never convince me
I was wrong.

At least we got rid
of some of the enemy.

And the department
lost three cops.

And I lost a friend.

You know, Hooker,

I can almost understand
where Medavoy was coming from.

"Almost"
is very important.

You start to understand
that kind of thinking,

then it's too late.
You're over
on the other side.

How does that happen?

Different ways
to different people.

Well, in Kelly
and Roper's case,

they're a breed.

You know, the kind of guys
who become mercenaries.

They like to kill.

That's why they
went for the badge
in the first place.

They were looking
to become warriors,
not peace officers.

But that wasn't
Medavoy, was it?

Certainly not.

Frank was a fine cop
from the start,

and he started
for all the right reasons.

So what went wrong?

Well, I'll tell
you what I think.

Frank cared so much
about getting the job done

it became an obsession.

Then somewhere down the line,
he hit the double wall.

The system and
the escalating crime rate.

He just couldn't handle it.

Just too much frustration.

Yeah, right.

(LAUGHING)

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