All language subtitles for The Streets of San Francisco s02e07 Harem.eng

Think of Billy and it'll be all right.

Well, hello, baby.

Glad you could make our scene.

We called for two birds.
Where's the other one?

Just a phone call away.

Would you like a blond
or a brunette?

- No redheads?
- Oh, let's not argue

with the little lady, Eddie.
Come right on in.

Billy?

Billy?

Billy.

I just--

Oh, Billy.

It's all right, baby.

What happened?

I couldn't do it.

I tried.

I really tried.

I-- I got to the door
and I couldn't do it.

You will, little angel. Don't worry.

I can't. I tried.

- Diane can, but--
- Diane?

I really tried, Billy.

Well, and you'll try again
and you'll make it.

Now, what about Diane?
She was with you?

Don't be mad at her, Billy.

I'm not. But she's not supposed
to work for a while.

Now where is she?

I don't know.

Just tell me where she is
so I can send her home.

At a motel.

By the wharf.

I shouldn't have left her there
all by herself.

Don't worry. She's all right.

But don't ever run away again.
All right?

That's nothing.

It's just a way for us to live.

You'll see how easy it is.

Now you just go on home
and I'll be there in a little while.

Hey. I forgot to pick up my mail
last night.

Got a letter from Jeannie.

Hasn't written in over a month.

Doesn't she have a heavy load
this semester?

Yeah.

Let's see
what she's been up to, huh?

You know what she did
last weekend?

No, what?

She was in a bicycle race, 50 miles.

Finished 87th out of 160 starters.

And she says, "Except for my
shoulders and legs,

which are a little stiff,

but otherwise I'm fine."

- Isn't that something, huh?
- Yeah.

Sounds like a tune-up
for one of those distance races.

Fifty miles isn't a real distance?

No, no, most of those races
are over a hundred miles.

Did she say what her time was?

No.

Say, a hundred miles.
How long does that take?

- Winning time?
- Yeah.

Let's see. Four--
Four and a half hours.

- Four and a half hours?
- Yup.

That's--

Sevens and the six.

- Twenty-three miles an hour?
- Yeah.

You mean a kid can keep up
that speed for four and a half hours?

Sometimes faster and longer.

- Oh, come on, no way.
- I'm not kidding.

Inspectors 8-1.

Harbour Police have a possible
homicide at the Marina.

Will you respond?

Inspectors 8-1, 10-4. Will respond.

All right, hot shot.

Let's see how fast
you can pedal this thing.

- Hello, doc.
- Morning, Mike.

Bernie.

- Any details?
- Norwegian freighter crew

discovered her body.

She wasn't in the water
more than a couple of hours.

She's no more than 16,
17 at the most.

That's my guess, Mike.

- No wallet?
- No.

Condition of the body says
she went off the bridge.

Could have jumped, but there
are some bruises on her upper arms

that look like handprints.

As if she was held from behind.

Couldn't those have happened when
she hit water, when they took her out?

Not likely.

There's a bruise
on her lower right jaw

that doesn't appear to have come
from the fall, either.

That's about as much as I can give you
before the autopsy.

Thanks. We'll hold onto these.

- Okay, Mike. See you later.
- See you, Bernie.

As soon as we get back,
check those phone numbers, will you?

Right.

You okay?

This is Lieutenant Stone.

I wanna make a long-distance
telephone call to Tucson, Arizona.

And you can charge it
to my home phone, please.

- Hello?
- Jeannie?

This is Mike.

Hi, Mike. How are you?

I'm fine, sweetheart. How are you?

Up to my neck in biology.

- I've got an exam at 10:00.
- Well, I won't hold you up.

I called because
I received your letter.

The one about the bike race.
Fifty miles?

Pretty rough, huh?

Well, you get back to your biology.

No, it's all right.

No, no.
You're getting good grades now.

I don't wanna mess them up.

I'll call you later. But listen--

Just take care of yourself, will you?

That's the important thing.

And you didn't tell me the time.

- My time?
- Yeah. The bike race.

Seven hours and five minutes.

Seven hours and five minutes.

That's not bad. That's not bad at all.

You're gonna have to get in shape if
you wanna compete with the champs.

They can do a hundred miles
in four and a half hours.

Sometimes longer and faster.

Mike, are you sure
everything's all right?

Oh, sure. Sure, I'm sure.

Everything is fine.

I'm gonna have to hang up now,
sweetheart.

And you get an A on that exam,
do you hear?

Okay.

Good to hear your voice, Mike.

You too, sweetheart. Bye-bye.

Bye-bye.

That's what it was, huh?

You were wondering if that girl this
morning had written any letters lately.

Did anyone ever tell you
that doors were to knock on?

No, lieutenant. They always told us
at the academy

they were to knock down.

How's Jeannie doing?

Well, she's doing fine.
How are you doing?

Good. I ran those numbers,
they were all phone booths.

- Maybe drops.
- Got any addresses?

- Yup.
- Well, then, let's go take a look.

You say that you never noticed
anybody?

Anybody at all hanging around
that telephone booth?

Nobody, huh?

Well, when it's busy, we don't have
time to notice much of anything.

When it's quiet,
we're usually up front

or out in the back,
waiting for the buses.

Do us a favour.
Keep your eye on this phone booth.

And if you see anything,

give us a call.

There's nothing here.

It would help if I knew
what I was watching for.

It'd help us too.

To tell you the truth, we don't know.
All we've got's a number.

And you've got our number there.

We'd appreciate a call
if you saw anything.

Okay.

I don't think we could've confused
that man more if we tried.

Oh, I think between us we could.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Is this a private booth
or can anybody use it?

It's mine.

But you can use it.

You from out of town?

Why?

Because you look lonesome.

I'm not having the time of my life,
if that's what you mean.

Well, we can fix that, you know?

Have you--? Have you got $10?

Sure, I got $10.

What can I get for it?

Let's see.

Your problem is that
you're lonesome, right?

I'm sorry, I gotta go. Have a--

Where did you learn that?

I don't know what you're talking about.
I've gotta go.

I'm talking about bumping against me
to see if I was wearing a gun.

- To see if I'm a cop.
- I gotta go.

I am.

Now, will you be kind enough
to show me your identification, please?

I wouldn't show you sweat.

Then I'm afraid you're under arrest.

- For what?
- Soliciting.

Prostitution.

Pig.

Now what good is calling me names
gonna do you?

If I get mad,

I could really get rough on you
and if I don't,

then you're wasting breath.

So you see, either way,
nothing good can come of it.

There's nothing else to call a pig
but pig.

- Autopsy report?
- No.

ID from the fingerprints

matches a missing-persons enquiry
from Minneapolis. Diane Marks.

A runaway,
gone about seven months.

It's a rough way
to make an identification.

Yeah. But without it,
we'd never find out who she was.

All right, now.

Would you tell us everything you know
about a girl named Diane Marks?

Nothing.

Well, now, she had a card in her purse
exactly like the one you had.

Same four telephone numbers
written by the same hand

but you say you don't know her.

Should I?

Does she say that she knows me?

She can't say anything. She's dead.

Went off the Golden Gate last night.

That's an old routine.

Sorry, but I don't buy it.

You've really been around, huh?

Believe it.

You know, you probably got her
down the hall right now

with a couple other pigs
laying the same lines on her.

- Then you know her.
- I didn't say that.

Well, why don't you
just say the truth?

Nobody here wants you to get hurt
the same way Diane did.

Well?

Sorry.

I am too.

That's all.

- Did you speak to the DA's office?
- Yes.

O'Brien says you cannot make
the soliciting charge stand up.

I know that,
but what about another charge?

Maybe. Told him
she doesn't have any identification.

She won't give us
her name or address.

He says if she's as young
as she looks, she might--

If she's as young as she looks, another
charge means we lose her to juvenile.

And if that happens,

she'll keep her mouth shut,
she'll go to court as a Jane Doe,

they'll put her in an institution
or a foster home

and the first chance
she gets...she'll skip.

She'll be out hustling in a month.

Giving her a lot of credit, aren't you?

I've been trying to get to her
for an hour.

Let me tell you,
that gal has had plenty of coaching.

Okay, I'll get with Vice,
I'll pull the jackets on every pimp

that's been busted
in the last two or three years.

- But that's gonna take time.
- We can push for another charge.

Suspicion of being a juvenile runaway.
I'll think of something.

And to beat it, she'll have to prove
she's over 18.

Okay, go on.

Odds are, she's got some document
to prove she's of age.

If it's not with her,
maybe it's at home.

So that'll give us an address
and a name.

Even if it's a phoney,
it's somewhere to start.

Not bad, not bad at all.

I've had a little coaching
from time to time myself.

Listen.

Offer her the out. See if she'll take it.

You offer her.

No, no, no. You go in alone.
You have a better chance.

I'll see if I can hustle up
the coroner's report.

- Okay.
- Steve.

- Yeah?
- You know what?

I just hope this case is for us.

I'd love to get my hands
on the scum

who could start a girl like that
turning tricks.

My baptismal certificate.

And if you can count, you'll see
that I'll be 19 in three months.

Well?

Sarah Holt.

That's right.

It says that you're 18.

So now what happens?

So now I give you back
your baptismal certificate and I leave.

Whatever you do depends
on whatever you wanna do.

- No watching me or following me?
- No.

The pig with a heart.

No persecution.
That's your bag, right?

Sarah, I am here because the odds are
Diane was murdered.

Now that is a homicide.

If it is,
believe me you could get killed.

I could get killed crossing the street.

Why don't you go home, pig.
I don't need you.

Well, if you ever do, call.
You got my number.

You know what I think I might do

is tattoo it on my arm
so that I'm never without it.

Okay.

Billy.

Billy.

I have to talk to you.

Alone.

All right, girls. Concert's over.

Go out and do
some beautiful things.

Come on, angel. You're all right.

Just let it happen.

What's the matter, baby?

I was busted, Billy.

At one of the phone booths.

But they let you go, didn't they?

Just like I said, insufficient evidence,
right?

Yeah.

Yeah, they let me go
but they told me something first.

Diane is dead, Billy.

What? Diane?

They showed me her picture.

Showed you? Why? Did they say?

The cards. The phone numbers.
They had mine and hers.

What did you tell them?

Nothing.

But I want you to tell me
about Diane.

Angel,

who knows?

Did they say how she died?

They say that she went off
the bridge.

Oh, no.

I know all of your girls, Billy.

I know each one. I know their habits,
their hang-ups.

Now, I know that Diane
wasn't that together.

I know that she couldn't take it,
being on the shelf.

And I know that she had the bug.

Is that why you killed her?

- Sarah--
- But I can understand that.

I know what could happen
if someone figured

that they got VD
from one of your girls

and I wouldn't want that to happen,
I really wouldn't.

What I'm saying is...

Is if you killed her, I don't care.

I need you, Billy.

Everything I ever--

I ever needed got wasted...

...or died...

...or ran away.

I won't lose you, Billy.

I won't--
I won't tell the police anything.

But I won't go out
and sell myself anymore, either.

I'll go with you. Like Maudy used to.

You know, a--

A sample. Look but don't touch.

Billy, please.

I won't say any more about Diane.
I promise.

Just--

Just let me be
like Maudy used to be.

A first.

For you. Only you.

I know how much that you loved her.

But I'm gonna try to be just the same,
I'm really gonna try.

You are the same, Sarah.

I can see that now.

You're strong,

faithful.

You're different from the others.

And a lot like Maudy.

- I'll get some bread.
- Why?

We're going out.

Where are we going?

Oh, I don't know.

To buy you something, maybe.

What about those earrings?

Didn't you tell me about some earrings
you saw someplace?

- Yeah.
- Then we'll get them.

Then maybe we'll go see Maudy.

So you'll know I love you
just as much.

Autopsy report finally came through.

She didn't jump.
She was beaten before

and then somebody probably threw her
from the bridge.

One arrest.

No conviction. There's the sheet.

Well, what do you figure the odds are
she was assaulted, doc?

Okay, thanks. Thanks a lot.

Well, she was either raped

or she submitted herself
four hours prior to her death.

And she had VD.

VD could be a motive.
When I was working Vice,

I saw a lot of hookers beat up bad
by the guys they work for

because they didn't stay clean.

Yeah, but she could've been raped
by some kook and killed too.

- Not much to go on.
- Well, there might be here.

The address and apartment number
of the dead girl is the same as Sarah's.

Also, her proof of age had the same
birthdate and birthplace as Sarah.

Let's go get a search warrant.

Hi, Mike.

What are you doing here?

A phone call from you
in the middle of the morning

and all that interest in bike racing?

Come on, Mike.
I'm a detective's daughter, you know.

Now what is it?

Nothing.

Well, this case may have had me
strung out a bit but that's all, really.

What kind of case?

Steve?

Now one of you is gonna tell me.

All right. It was a girl, 17 years old,

and she went off the bridge.

Suicide?

No, she was murdered.

Do you know why she was killed?

Well, she was--

Walk--

She was working the streets.

Is that it, Mike?

All of it?

No, it's just that anytime it involves
a girl your age or even close,

he takes it a little personal.

Starts to wonder
what kind of father he was

and this time he picked up the phone
and called you.

That's all of it.

Listen to him.

My partner has got a crystal ball.
Tells him everything.

My deepest secrets.

All right, swami.

See if your crystal ball tells you
to go get a search warrant.

Swami's on his way. Jeannie.

Bye, Steve.

Come here with me.

Now, you.

Did you skip that exam?

No. I took the plane just after it.

Did I really sound that bad?

No. That good.

I got homesick.

It really shook you up, didn't it, Mike?

Yeah.

Most of them are just ordinary kids
who take off from home

and end up in the gutter.

For no reason, no reason at all.

Bad grade,
fight with a family or a friend.

You weren't worrying
about me taking off, were you?

No.

I was thinking how lucky I am.

I really am lucky.

Six hundred thousand a year,
Jeannie.

Six hundred thousand kids a year
run away from home.

Just read the New York Report.

Seventy-four percent of all
prostitution arrests are girls under 25.

In Boston, the average age is 20.
In Miami, it's 18.

Do you know what that means?
Eighteen?

Kids.

And now...

Now we think we've uncovered a--

A whole group right here
on our own streets.

And they're even younger.

Kids, just--

Just kids.

I thought we were going
around to the point.

No, this is it.

This is pretty.

Is Maudy gonna meet us here?

No, angel.

She's already here.

No.

I thought that you really loved her.

What is love, angel?

Do you know?

Does anybody really know?

The way I see it, it's just a number
people buy and sell.

It's like everything else in the world.

Billy, no.

Billy, no.

Kiss me goodbye, Sarah.

- What's the matter?
- That flute.

Heard it when I dropped Sarah off.

Maybe it's somebody
who's around here a lot.

I'll check it out
while you talk to Sarah.

What's the matter? You afraid you're
gonna lose your good-guy image

if you shake her doorknob again?

- Yeah?
- Police.

Just have a few questions to ask,
please.

Just a second.

- Somebody complain about the flute?
- No.

I just want to ask you about a girl.
Diane Marks.

Sorry, I don't think I know the name.

Well, she lives downstairs
in apartment 2A.

Oh, yeah. I-- I've seen her around.

Man, what happened?

She died yesterday.

Did you see her at all
during the day?

No.

No, last time I saw her was about
four or five days ago.

Passed her in the hall, I think.

Not sure, exactly.

There's quite a few of them
down there, in and out a lot.

- You know how they are.
- Yeah.

Well, is there anything
you can tell us about her?

Her friends
or anything she said to you

that might lead us
to people that knew her?

No. That's not my scene, man,
you know?

Yeah.

The fact is, they stay down there
much longer, I'm gonna split.

This used to be a very private place,
you know?

Okay.
Well, thank you very much, Mr...?

Jeffers. William T. Jeffers.

Thank you.

- Anything?
- Yeah.

That nobody's home.

- You?
- No.

No, he's seen her around a few times
but no relationship.

Do you believe him?

Yeah, I think so. He's--

He's not what you'd call
a ladies' man.

Looked familiar, though.

His name ring a bell with you? Jeffers?
William T. Jeffers?

No.

What about when you were on Vice?
Ever bust him?

No, no, I don't think so.
But I'll check it when we get back.

Take a look at this closet.

All the clothes look as though
they're the same size.

I don't know whether they belong
to one person or a couple of people.

They probably all wear them.

Oh, well, so that means that we don't
know where Diane leaves off

and Sarah and the other girls begin.

Well, you wanna wait?

Wait? No, no.
We'll put a pickup on Sarah

and then we'll run a check on that guy
upstairs, what was his name?

- Jeffers.
- Jeffers, yeah.

No place like home, huh?

- I thought you were going shopping.
- I did.

And then I decided

the odds were the only way
you'd take time to eat today

was if I brought it.

- Where's Steve?
- Records. What's that?

A Reuben sandwich, a Reuben
sandwich and a Reuben sandwich.

Big menu, huh? All right.

Lucky for me, you decided to go away
to school. Otherwise I'd weigh a ton.

- I'm sorry.
- Come in, come back.

Don't feel rejected.
She brought one for you too.

- Fantastic. Jeannie, thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Did you check out William Jeffers?
- Nothing.

No record,
no outstanding traffic warrants.

Still think I know that guy
from somewhere.

What about Bill Jeffers?

I tried Will, William, Bill, Billy, W. B.

There was a Billy Jeffers that used
to play with the Washburn Five.

That's it. She's right.

But he didn't play flute, did he?

No, he played bass.

Christy Jahns played drums.

Who played piano?

- Jeff Washburn.
- Right.

And Shaun Dennis
played lead guitar and sang.

Say, I don't pretend to know
what you two are talking about,

but that only adds up to four.

That's what made the Five so cool.
They're only four.

And they were somebody?

Well, they sold about
6 million records, didn't they?

Three of them are in our house.

If this is the same Jeffers,

what's he doing living
in that neighbourhood?

Made himself a pile of dough,
didn't he?

Yeah, but that was about
two years ago. Money goes.

Well, is there any reason
why he should be a suspect?

Well, he was on the concert tour
for a while.

Put him in tight
with a lot of the groupies,

learned how to pick out
the vulnerable ones, how to use them.

Lives in the same
apartment building.

I don't know. If he was putting me on,
it was a good performance.

You said he was a performer.

Yeah, Homicide, Stone.

- Good.
- Yeah.

Okay, thanks.

What is it?

It's another girl.

Sarah.

Who found the body?

That couple, out backpacking.

From a hand-dug grave,
they must've scared the killer off

before he had a chance
to finish the job.

Got a murder weapon?

No. But it was a knife.

He was probably using it
to dig the grave with.

Took it with him.

You got anything?

Hey, Sid. Bring that case
over here, will you, please?

We got a perfect cast
of the killer's footprints.

The other prints here
were the girl's

and the couple that came along.

The tide washes away everything
every day.

So there's no question.

Prints belong to the killer.

Another hour or so, though,
it would've been too late.

Looks like tyre treads.

It is. They make sandals out of them.

Many?

Thousands. But if you find this pair,

the cuts and scuffs on the sole
will nail the killer right to the wall.

It's like a car. No two pairs of these
will have the same marks.

You got both feet?

Perfect casts. Right and left.

Hey. Hey, Mike?

It's another body.

It's been here a while too.

Hey, did you get a name?

Yeah.

Sarah. That's good.

Carlyle, huh?

San Marino.

Runaway for 14 months.

Born September, 1956, 17 years old,
skipped when she was 16.

What about the other body?

Nothing yet.

Coroner's office said
that she could've been in the ground

for probably two months.

What about that rock hero, Jeffers?
Vice got anything on him?

Nope, nothing. I checked with Narco,
nothing there either.

Well, what was he wearing when you
went to see him besides that earring?

You mean was he wearing sandals?
No, he was barefoot.

Look, let's bring him in
and see how he acts here.

We don't have anything
to say he's involved.

Well, what do we have?

We have three dead girls
and one killer on the loose.

No, we don't.
It could've been two killers.

Two killers?

Two bodies in the same spot?

Two deaths within a 12-hour period?

One. It's gotta be one guy.

Okay. Just take it easy, relax. Just--

Let's look at it through both ends
of the telescope.

First,

let's say that he's a kook.

He goes out,
makes contacts with the kids,

and then he kills them for kicks.

Possible.

But she was killed
within an hour after I left her.

It's not probable.

You're right.

Leaving the possibility that she
was killed because of what she knew.

By the guy she hustles for.

Still, no tangible evidence
to tie those deaths together.

Except a couple of phoney
baptismal certificates.

And the fact that the same
address was on both certificates.

Yeah.

Well, let's leave that for a minute.
Both those girls are dead.

Well, what about the other girls
that were in the same apartment?

What would we book them on?

Couple of phoney
baptismal certificates?

No, no.
We pick them up for same charge

we got Sarah for the first time.

- Soliciting.
- Right.

They weren't in the apartment,
so where were they?

- In the street.
- That's right.

We have the phone numbers.

And whoever's running this operation
must change the drops.

Diane was killed last night,
we picked up Sarah today.

And they both
had the same numbers.

Right.

If another girl is working
the streets today,

she could have them too.

You know, I'm beginning to like
your coach more and more every day.

Well, don't sit there grinning.

Get those telephone booths
staked out.

Yeah, Communications, please.

Hi. This is Keller in Homicide.

I have a request for central radio units,
if available.

To proceed to telephone booths
at the following addresses.

This is Central 3.
Our 10-20 is Shelton and Union.

Ten-four, Central 3. Stand by.

Ten-four.

Oh, do I make a lousy cup of coffee.

Say, where are they?
Shouldn't they be here by now?

Get on the horn,
find out where they are.

No name, no address, lieutenant.

All she says is she wants
to make a phone call.

You have to let me. It's the law.

- Did the officer read you your rights?
- Yes.

No.

Can't be yes and no.

You have to let me
make a phone call.

Thanks.

Whoever told you about
that phone call should've told you

that you have to identify
yourself first.

Now, wait a minute, now.

Now you just think about that
for a second.

Well, if you wanted a lawyer,

who are we to tell him to come and
see if you don't give us your name?

Kim.

- Kim what?
- You said a name, you got one.

Did you want to call
one of these numbers?

No, those are just friends.

Look, you said if I told you my name,
I could use the phone.

That's right, I did.

You can use the one on my desk.

Oh, you'll have to go through
a switchboard.

I'll get it for you.

This is Lieutenant Stone.

I have a young lady
who wants an outside number.

Would you give it to her, please?

Hello?

Yes, the number is 555-6412.

Did you get that? 6412.

Yeah. It's not on the list. I'll run it.

Nobody home?

Or isn't home the place
you were calling?

Who were you calling, Kim?

The man who gave you this?

Two other girls had the same
identical card when we found them.

They're both dead now.

One girl was thrown from a bridge and
the other one was stabbed to death.

One's name was Diane

and the other Sarah.

You knew them, didn't you?

I never did what they did. I--

I just picked up that phone
because--

Because somebody asked you
to do it, right?

Who was that, Kim?

Who was it that asked you
to hang around that phone booth?

Wait for a phone call? Go wherever
that caller asked you to go

and do whatever that caller
asked you to do?

I can't tell you that.

Is it someone you really
wanna protect?

Someone who may have murdered
two girls just to protect his own life?

Ran it through the phone company.

William T. Jeffers.

You tricked me.

We are trying to save your life.

Jeffers is the one that tricked you.

He tricked you into trusting him

so that he could use you
in the cheapest,

most inhuman way possible.

Now, where is he, Kim?

No. No. Billy wouldn't do anything
like what you said. He wouldn't.

He wouldn't, huh?

Somebody did it to Diane,

somebody did it to Sarah

and somebody did it to a third girl
we can't even identify yet.

Oh, no.

Where is he, Kim?

Can you show him to us?

Yes.

Bob, stay with the lady.

Come on, let's go back.

Easy and nobody gets hurt.

It's okay, Mike, it's okay.

Well, since I've got them out,

I may as well use them.

Come on.

Tell me you don't know me,
little angel.

Did you kill Diane and Sarah, Billy?

And that other girl?

I don't know this kid.

Well, she knows you
and that's enough.

I don't know you
and you don't know me.

Tell them you never saw me before.

Tell them.

I loved you, Billy.

More than anything.

- Get him out of here.
- Let's go.

- Get him out.
- It's her word against mine, you know.

What she says
doesn't mean anything.

In court, she'll look like
the phoney little tramp she really is.

They'll never believe her.

Not when they hear me.

That locks it. That takes care of him.
Like Johnson said,

every nick in those sandals
is a nail in his box.

It's a good thing
he didn't get a retread, huh?

What, it was that bad?

Actually, it was pretty good.

So how's Kim doing?

Oh, not too good.

Will she get back with her parents?

Listen. Any parent who doesn't put
his kid above his own pride sh--

I've got a kid waiting
for me at home. She's alone.

Come on, let's step on it.

Sweetheart.

Sweetheart.

Hi, Daddy.

Look at us.

Three deadheads dragging along.

Right here in San Francisco.

You know people come here
from all over the world

to taste the nightlife?

And look at us.

Come on.

What do you say we go
on the town tonight, huh?

Let's go to Barney's, shall we?

Barney's? No, wait.

You wanna go to Barney's
for the nightlife?

Yeah. You don't like Barney's?

They put out the best chilidogs
in town, don't they?

- Lieutenant, I'm with you.
- Okay, okay, you're with me.

But you don't like Barney's, huh?

I tell you what I'm gonna do.

You two guys pick the spot,

and I'll pick up the tab.
How's that for a deal?

Is that or isn't that a deal, huh?

Oh, is that gonna cost you.

Never mind about costing me.
I got the cash right here in my pocket.

You just pick the spot.

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