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Buh -bye.

Boom boom.

And that's the way it's been. I don't know when to eat.

I go home to bed when I'm supposed to be getting up. When I do get up, I eat

breakfast cereal.

When the rest of the world is into real food like steak and chicken and pasta,

my entire body is in protest.

Welcome to the morning watch.

You've been saying that for an entire week. Oh, I kind of like it. I mean, the

streets get quiet, the radio slows down, gives you time to turn over a few

rocks, do some real observation police work.

You and Corrigan.

Both cut out of the same mold.

Take Stacy, for instance.

Last couple of weeks, she's hard -pressed to get out a cheerful hello.

Well, I don't think morning watch is what's bothering Stacy.

Yeah, well, whatever.

There is more to life than a quiet radio and observation police work. Really?

What?

Damn it, Doc.

It ain't Rachel who's ripping up our dope.

Don't know you guys.

So it ain't personal.

See?

How about the tiredness to rip you off, man?

We just do the job.

Come on. No.

No. No.

No.

Units in the vicinity and four out of 30. Shots fired in the Sullivan Gardens

area. Central Avenue and 42nd. Four out of 30. Handle code three.

Quiet radio, huh? Well, only until an hour before end of watch.

Four out of 30. Roger.

We're approaching shots fired call on 42nd heading south.

My God, I can't believe it.

Four out of 30. Citizen reports suspects just left your shots fired call.

Westbound in a light -colored Chevy Impala.

Hooker. There they are.

4 out of 30 in pursuit of 1980 Chevy Impala, light green and silver in color,

heading west on Central.

Well, where at?

Well, look, I don't care what the victims are, Lieutenant.

All right.

But remember, Friday's Robert's graduation, and there's no way I'm going

it. I'm sorry.

Well, you don't have to be sorry. You have a choice. You're just not making

What's this?

You're up a little early, huh? I heard the phone ring, Dad.

I decided to have a lot of work to do around the house today before I go to

work. Did they let you off on Friday for your brother's graduation yet? I should

know today.

You want some coffee?

No, they had a shooting in Sullivan Gardens.

I don't know when I'll be back.

Hey, you feel a little clammy. Are you all right?

I'm fine, just fine.

Well, now, maybe you should try to go to bed a little earlier, huh?

We don't want anything to get in the way of the biggest day of our lives, do we?

God rest her soul. I wish your mother could be here to see Robin.

Jeannie, I would say three grand.

Fine white powder.

Hey, Hooker. Look like you got this one all locked down, huh?

This one yours?

I missed the whole army.

Downtown's crazy.

Too much to do. Not enough manpower to do it.

And the clock is ticking on this one already.

Yeah, I hear you. They tell me this might be a dope ripoff, huh? Yeah,

Hooker's theory.

Five balloons filled with heroin. Found on the dead one. And it was execution

style. Yeah, homicide on the south end.

Black dope dealers.

Are you suggesting maybe the brass is saving the real manpower for the better

sections of town?

Oh, now, it crossed my mind once or twice.

Hey, this is my beat, and I don't care to have them save me from anything.

Come on, Hooker, you know I need help.

If I can't get the tickers, I'll take all the uniforms that you guys can talk

the captain out of.

Give me a favor.

Call O 'Brien.

Have him nudge the captain for some off -duty manpower. Say, eight uniform

teams, three in plainclothes, have some in motor transport, a standby, and a

couple in R &I.

A nudge?

What are you, waging a war?

That's a hooker nudge. He hasn't changed a lick.

That's also the way to solve this type of homicide.

I vote we stay on it until we nail the perps.

Or the trail was so cold you could package fish.

This one took a full load in the back.

Hands tied with a thin cord.

Body picked clean. No ID, no nothing.

What about the second victim?

Still alive.

Daisy's with him. He's going for a dying declaration.

Look, you may die. You know that.

Tell me, who are you? Who did this?

The guy was cut in half and still with his feet tied and made at 60 or 70 feet.

Incredible.

Yeah, and small diameter. It looks like nylon.

Let's have the lab make a comparison of all the cords, see if it's been cut from

the same line.

Sounds like we're on this case.

My ex -partner needs some help. We just volunteered.

I thank you, and the South and the town thank you.

Officer Corrigan of the LCPD.

May I ask your name, please?

Webster, Carolyn Webster.

What is it you want?

We have a man who's been hurt. He gave us this phone number.

George? Is it George?

We're not sure who he is.

This is George. Can you tell me more about him?

He's my husband. He left here yesterday.

I need his full name and a description, please.

George Webster.

He's six feet, about 180 pounds. Look what's happened to him.

Can you tell me the purpose of his trip?

Why he came here? Where he was staying? I don't know. He just took a trip is

all. I don't know his business.

Mrs. Webster, it's important that you tell me the truth.

What happened to him? I feel awkward having to give you this news over the

phone.

He's been shot.

He's seriously wounded. Another man was killed.

Now, could you please tell me what...

And anyway, this bunch of guys are fighting and nailing inside that house

the street.

So when I'm looking out the window, I see them all come out.

They stuffed something in the backseat of the Impala and two of them split.

The other guys, the ones who lived there, took off. So we called the cops.

You know their names, Danny?

They rented the house about six months ago with furniture and everything.

I think they're brothers.

What kind of wheels were they driving?

A Cad DeVille.

Brown, spoke wheels, gangster white walls, leather chair.

They look really cool in it. Did you see any people or cars coming to that house

on a regular basis?

You know, a lot of people in and out.

There is this one girl, though, who's been around quite a bit.

A looker.

Drives a red VW.

She was there about an hour before all the fighting started.

You wouldn't have noticed license numbers on any of those cars, would you,

Danny? No, except that girl's car.

There was something written on the window. Something like Red Rocket.

like that.

Thank you, Danny. Okay, bye.

Blood on the front door.

On the walkway.

It ends at the driveway here.

Hey, would you bet that something stuck in the back seat was our victims?

No bet. Let's prove it.

with the vehicle FI run on that red Volkswagen.

Hooker.

That red VW won't be on the computer.

It's my daughter's car.

Her car

is gone. She wasn't doing work for an hour.

Must be some mistake. Maybe she loaned her car to her girlfriend.

I'd like to know what kind of girlfriend she's hanging around with.

Lisa?

I'll take a look.

What do I remember the poker games we used to have here?

You made us switch to fish every time Robert or Lisa were around.

Lisa's gone.

Clothing, suitcase.

Why? I don't understand any of it.

I can only come up with one explanation.

I hope to God this isn't it.

Sixteen people?

How long do you intend to keep this up, Walker? As long as it's necessary.

If we let this thing go...

The town's going to get dirtier.

Heroin's a commodity.

Worldwide. Better than gold.

I mean, the Turks are pulling their poppies and Mexicans are turning out the

brown H.

And we've become the international marketplace for every drug dealer and

artist who can find their way here.

You think I don't know that?

You seem to be forgetting my manpower problems.

If we don't start solving these kinds of homicides, things are going to get

worse.

Let them get the message.

In this town, they fall for murder.

Maybe they'll think twice before they start grabbing for the market here.

The dealing here.

Killing here.

All right, you stay on it. But in 36 hours, I pull the plug and the case goes

back to Cody or whoever else downtown puts on the case.

Takes his place?

You know what I'm talking about, Hilder. At this point, Lisa's involvement in

this case is only speculation.

Look, I wouldn't need much more than that piece of balloon.

I've got every street source that owes me a marker looking for her. I mean, she

could be in real danger.

How do you tell her father to get off the case?

You know the answer to that one, Hooker.

Personal involvement.

It's family.

I've known Lisa since she was born. Cody was my partner.

And we can't cut him off.

We need him as much as he needs us.

But I'm holding you responsible.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

Well, she's your daughter.

And she may be involved, but not in the way you think.

I know I was up alone in my house.

Three months ago, she got fired and never said a word to me.

Maybe she was too embarrassed.

Well, something better happen soon. 35 hours from now, I got a plane to catch.

We'll be out of leads and mountain power by then anyway. Where are you going?

West Point.

Robert's graduation exercises.

Are you kidding me?

Robert's graduating already?

Lieutenant Robert Cody.

Graduating with honors, Hooker. You must be very proud.

To put in words what I feel would only minimize it, Hooker.

90 to X -ray 30.

30. Go ahead, 90.

Hooker, the utilities check on 2422 Marine comes back to a Norman Powell.

We're doing an R &I check on the name now.

Roger. We'll be here.

up against the top.

Well, now, I just bet you're one of the Powell brothers.

Now, let's talk about an execution.

Bad news?

I took Webster back to surgery.

You want to tell Hooker?

When he comes out, you tell him.

Distribution source for those yellow balloons out here is Smart and Carey.

They're trying to collate repeat purchases for us right now. Good.

By the way...

What do you say, next time handling your problems with your dad yourself?

I wasn't exactly thrilled being caught in the middle.

Nobody asked you to be in the middle. I was busy, and his call wasn't business,

that's all.

Hey, Stacy, I sympathize with your situation at home. You don't have to

head off.

Tough enough having to survive as a cop without having the captain on my tail.

I'm sorry.

The problem is I'm not at home. I'm still trying to run my life, at work and

hours. Yeah, I get it long distance from South Philly myself.

Is that the last straw I want?

Never mind.

They get anything from this guy?

They're working on Norman now.

They both refused a consent search of the house and the Will Allen bike.

Search warrants in the works.

What about Cody's daughter?

That's one piece of what they're working on now.

You want to play games? You play games. You're looking at a deep hole behind

steel doors, mister.

Look, man, if you're doing a murder, that means somebody is dead, right? And

dead men don't talk. So how can you say that I did somebody? You ain't got no

witnesses. I can say you and your brother had it done, pal.

Telephone number.

KL52636.

Lady I know.

How well do you know her?

Now you're getting kind of personal there, ain't you, Sergeant?

Listen, punk, I'm asking questions about that girl.

And every single answer better come fast and hard. I'll find a gutter to stuff

you and your dope in.

Give me the answers, or I'll help him

find the gutter.

Yeah, all right, all right.

Lisa, name's Lisa, huh? I take care of her, she take care of me. Anything else

you want to know?

Hey, man, what are you saying about my Lisa? Hey, what is it, man? You know us?

Oh, what?

Well, now, that little chippy told me, yeah, a lot of bad things about her

daddy. But now he didn't tell me there was no cop, huh?

What do you know about that? I've been laying up with a junkie who's got a cop.

Follow me, Mick.

Get off me, Mick. Get him off of me. Here, you sit down there.

You come with me.

Junkie hooker.

Call my Lisa a junkie. This wouldn't be police brutality I was witness to, would

it, Hooker? What do you want, Schneider? My clients, the Powell brothers, they

did have one phone call.

In there.

And after you're done, the booking charge is murder one. No bail.

Sounds like a real challenge, Hooker.

Cody.

I can't tell you how sorry I am.

Yeah, so now Lisa's a principal witness or a suspect.

I gotta put out an APB on my own daughter.

We'll find her first, I promise you.

Cody.

The DEA needs you for the search warrant affidavit.

Figures it'll take the rest of the night.

Let's go, partner. We've both got work to do.

I'm gonna wash up first.

Suddenly I feel kind of dirty.

When that sleazeball attorney leaves, I want a tail put on him for as long as it

takes. Where do you think he's going to go?

Wherever Powell tells him to.

Hey, Ernie.

I'll get you ten. This cord is an exact match to the cord that our victims were

tied up with.

Want to have a lab prove it for us?

Hey, brother, I told you.

What do you mean, man?

I told you I'm sitting in for Norman, my man.

Well, hey, I'll tell you what I'll do. You want to score?

Well, look, man, I'll call you back later, huh?

Now? All right, give me your number.

Okay.

Yeah, bro, you'll be hearing from us. What do you think?

Yeah, man, later.

Oh, man.

Every junkie in town trying to make a score.

Keep scanning.

Keep the marks busy for a year.

Yeah.

Yeah, this is the place.

Webster's overnight case ID, Chula Vista on his license.

Well, that puts Webster in the house.

The other ID belongs to the dead man. His driver's license and picture

his name is Coleman Young from Coronado.

Yeah. All right, come next.

We got it right here. San Diego PD picked up a street rumor that Webster

came in with a two kilo load of 80 % pure.

Now, Webster's wife is at the hospital with him now.

And he's going to make it, Hooker. Now we have someone to talk to.

The pals are down.

That leaves one impala and two hired shooters to go. And maybe one female

accomplice.

It'll work out.

Will it?

Your buddy is dead, Webster.

You're missing half your guts.

It's just real possible the hunt isn't over.

But... You said the pals are in jail.

They are. And their lawyer, Art Schneider, is their only contact so far.

He'll try legal ways to shut people up, but that doesn't take into account the

two shooters.

Powell's hired to ice you and your buddy, and they're still out there.

I'm loose.

George, please.

I'm afraid.

We came up with two keys.

The Powells were supposed to pay.

Instead, they ripped... Brought in two dudes on contract...

To hit us.

One was called Doc.

The other, Titus.

Never seen him before.

He connects the Powell's. What about the suspects and the Apollo?

Can't ID them.

But we still have a solid conspiracy on the Powell's. Yeah, but nothing against

the hired shooters. Without them, we don't have a case.

This might put some life into it.

Surveillance team on Schneider put him in this restaurant on Main Street.

With Lisa. Powell's mouthpiece with Jim's daughter doesn't look good.

It's not over yet, Jim. Not by a long shot.

The Powell brothers are going to pay for all the expenses.

And you've got the best attorney in this town.

All right?

Hey, what's this?

Call it a reception.

You taking the lamb to slaughter or what, Schneider?

Hooker, Daddy.

What are you doing with this hoodlum lawyer? I'll have you brought up on

charges, Cody.

You're violating the civil rights of... What do you know about civil rights,

Schneider? Take your hands off of me. I'm an officer of the court. Jim!

You got a case to make.

But you're out of control.

I can't afford to... You're not going to pull me off this case, Hooker. No, but

I can't.

But the Captain damn well can.

And I'll see to it that he does, unless you pull yourself together.

What was he taking you for?

I'm advising my client not to talk, and I'll tell you right up front, Hooker.

She won't waive her rights.

That's my daughter, Snyder.

Not one of your pleased clients.

Lisa.

What are you doing with him?

I'm accepting Mr. Schneider's offer to represent me. That's Powell's lawyer.

The doper's mouthpiece.

Yes, Powell, a man who cares something about me.

A man who cares something about you.

It's the hype tracks.

Is that how it is?

Put it this way. I'm surrendering Lisa, now Booker, and I'll arrange for a rip.

Simple. Looking after your client's best interests, are you, Mr. Schneider?

Naturally. Lisa, a lawyer is supposed to represent his client's best interests.

Have you ever wondered how he's going to do that? And at the same time represent

his other two clients, the Powell brothers? Now, wait a minute. Will you

minute?

Lisa, ask him if he's going to represent you in the courtroom.

Mr. Schneider?

It's not that I don't want to represent you, Lisa. My associate is perfectly

capable. That's flunky.

Lisa, if you're in real trouble, I know enough about this case to tell you that

there's a very good chance that you'll be offered immunity for your testimony.

Hooker, I object. Mr. Schneider wouldn't like that.

Because it's not in the interests of his other clients.

Lisa, I've known you a long time.

I want to help you.

Trust me.

How did it start, Lisa?

It was at a party.

I didn't bring you up that way, girl.

No, you didn't bring me up, period.

All my life, all I've been is a piece of furniture to you. Everything was always

Robert. Don't bring your brother's name into this filth.

This filth made me feel good.

For the first time in years, I felt good.

Do you know what that... It means... Yeah, it means you're an addict, Lisa.

Look, I wanted to stop, but I can't. You can't. No, I can't!

With help.

But now you've got to help us.

I really didn't understand what was happening.

Those two guys from San Diego came to town to sell to Norman.

Next thing I knew, Norman had me take a ride with them.

Told those guys he was going to pick up their money. Is that when you went to

that place in aviation?

That's where Doc lives.

That's the first time I ever met him.

When we got there, Norman gave Doc a down payment, said he'd get $3 ,000 more

once the job was done.

I really didn't understand then what the job was.

Oh, that's Doc's place there. It was number seven.

No green Chevy.

What about this Doc's friend?

Did you say his name was Titus?

He showed up later at Norman's with Doc.

In the Impala.

That's when Norman told me to go on home.

And that's when the two guys from San Diego got bullets instead of money.

I swear to God I didn't know they were planning to kill them.

X -ray 30 to 90.

Go 30.

Dispatch a plane car to take 1012, aviation number 7.

Either way for the Impala, notify.

Roger. Ann Corrigan just called in.

He said that lawyer Schneider showed up at the hospital asking questions about

Webster. He knows now that Webster's not dead.

He doubled the guard.

Get it.

What's all that mean?

Schneider pulled you out of that restaurant. He said he was taking you to

office to discuss your legal defense. My guess is he was planning a new Powell

contract with the shooters.

We got in the way of that.

I don't understand.

Schneider is Powell's only link with the outside.

Webster's testimony, your corroboration, makes you the only people alive who can

put the Powell brothers away.

You mean... That's right.

Your boyfriend wants Webster dead. He wants you dead, Lisa.

Booker, surveillance team has an impal at Doc's motel. Guy matching the

description Lisa gave just walked into Unit 7.

Go, of course.

You make the stiff call to the motel.

And then take Lisa over to your place. Try and occupy her with these mug books

and plenty of orange juice.

It's just coming down. It'll help us go on.

Lisa, you're going to go to Stacy's place.

You understand?

To Stacy's place.

She's been using it for three months.

I never saw the symptoms.

Why?

How'd you hide it from me?

Easy, Daddy.

You only saw Robert.

Never me.

Come on, partner. We got a suspect to flush out.

You ready?

X -ray 30 to 90. Put it in, Stacy.

Roger.

Hello?

That you, Doc, honey?

Yeah, what's happening?

Now, I wonder, who is this fine woman I be talking to?

Throw it down or say goodbye, killer.

We might have gotten lucky.

Seems Doc was a photo buff. We found albums in his motel room filled with

pictures of him and his friends.

You want me to take Lisa to my place now? Right, meet me there. I want Lisa

take a look at Doc's photos and see if she can ID this Titus we're looking for.

I don't know nothing.

Yeah, you just drove the car. We know that.

But you've been hung out to dry. All I want is a name, the man with you. I

know what you're talking about. I'm talking about Titus. Where is he?

Titus who?

You gonna ride this thing for Norman Powell?

Norman rolled over on you. You gonna do that?

Did it.

Let me hang on a little while longer.

Can I get you anything, Lisa?

Look at you.

Hype. You're strung out hype.

That's right.

Right now, I'd give my life for a fix, but you wouldn't understand that, now

would you? Why are you saying these things to me? I love you.

You love Robert, and you love Mama, but never me.

Mama died giving me life, and you've never been able to forgive me for that.

I never felt that.

Well, why don't you try telling her about it?

You've had enough, Lisa. Let us take you to the hospital. No, let me finish. I

want to do this, please.

She's in such terrible pain.

Maybe she's trying to prove something.

It's been two weeks since I last spoke to my father.

I thought I was furious at him for not letting me go.

Oh, God, how it must have... hurt not to have someone to hold on to.

This could be him.

I'm sure this is him.

Are you positive?

There's no question that's him.

Try Jackson.

Got a Titus Jackson 617 South Northgate.

You have a suspect?

Set up roll call for a briefing.

How's Lisa?

She's doing a fine job. Stacy will take her to the hospital.

When you see Robert...

Someone that I'm very proud.

That I love very much.

We've got a killer to take down.

Titus Jackson?

Yeah. This is the police. We have you surrounded. Do exactly as I tell you.

Give it up, Titus.

There's no way out but the hard way.

You're done, man. It's over.

You hear me, Titus?

Do you hear me?

Damn shame if you die.

We have a hell of a case on you.

48 hours and we got a rat.

I think we proved if we put enough manpower in the right place at the right

and keep them there long enough, they can knock down the unsolved homicide

At least that's what us volunteers are doing here, right?

48 hours. You want to believe I'm not even tired? Maybe this morning watch

can work.

You put a week's worth in one shot.

I bet you could use a few days' sleep.

Not really.

I'm making lunch for my father. I told him to use his key if he beats me to the

apartment. How's that for an adjustment?

Rats. 45 minutes to spare. Can I give you a ride to the airport?

I'm not going.

What? I thought you said you were going to go down there and... Hey, Rob, you'll

understand.

I have a daughter here who needs me a whole lot more right now.

Okay.

It's really been good working with you, dear.

You need anything, anytime.

I know.

Thanks a lot, my friend.

Rick called to Oregon.

Thank you. It's charged to my home phone number, 555 -3012.

Chrissy!

How's my girl?

Oh, everything's fine. I was just calling you because I wanted to tell you

thinking about you and I wanted you to know how much Daddy loves you.