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Thank you.

You won't tell nobody.

No!

No! No!

Your basic,

middle -class neighborhood, Romano.

Hard -working, concerned citizens who pay their taxes with a smile and try to

raise their kids correctly.

and are too frightened to take a walk after sundown or leave the windows open

for a breath of air on a hot summer night.

What happened to the world?

Where did it all go wrong?

Is it us?

Court? Prison?

Take your pick.

I never was what you'd call political.

Well, when I was a rookie like you, the vets used to call me the flaming

liberal.

Now I'm not sure what I am.

Conservative.

Close enough.

You know the definition of a conservative?

A liberal who got mugged.

Four out of 30. Four out of 30. See the man.

182 South Harris. Report of a disturbance in a screaming female.

Four out of 30, Roger.

See that?

Think they have anything to do with the screamer? At this hour of the morning,

they aren't delivering milk. You take the call. I'll take them. Right.

This is Mr. Johnson. He's the one who called the manager of the Adams Hotel.

It's just awful.

The kid is dead and nobody saw anything.

They never do.

She came from off the roof. She jumped and fell.

I was pushed.

What about those two guns? Chuck cut off my pursuit.

Didn't get close enough to get a good look. You two men stand over there. I'll

be with you in a minute.

Anybody see two guys in the vicinity before or after?

No, if anybody was here, they were gone quick.

Pretty girl.

Or used to be.

It's a rough neighborhood for her to be running around in.

Pimp and junkie heaven.

Doesn't look like she belonged around here.

Same age as my daughter.

There's no ID on her. There's one thing, though.

Yeah? I think she was an addict.

Needle tracks?

Pop marks on one arm.

More dope coming in.

More pushers at work.

Scum dealing.

Slow death to innocent kids.

You wonder if there's somebody out there worrying about her right now.

If there was, she wouldn't be here.

You want me to call it into homicide?

I don't know.

Something wrong?

I think I've seen this girl before.

What makes you so sure Jane Doe wasn't a junkie? Hair.

Clothes.

Fingernails cleaved. Neat.

Forearm tracked, but they were fresh. No scars showing history.

Maybe she hadn't reached the mainlining stage yet.

Autopsy should show something.

Including why there was so little blood after an eight -story fall.

I thought about that. Why wasn't there more blood?

Maybe her heart stopped pumping before she went off the road.

Hey, wait a minute.

Run a make on that Pimpleville.

Hey, Willis. 4 Adam 30 requesting Watson Warren from California plate 327 Paul

Charles Edward.

I thought I told you to stop parking that machine illegally.

Why are you always on my back, Hooker?

Don't you got nothing better to do than to hassle an upstanding citizen like me?

That I do.

And you might be able to help me.

Help you?

You crazy man. This gentleman has four warrants out on him.

Four warrants? Why, Willis, would you care to step into my office?

Why don't you get out of my face, Hooker?

Before I phone my attorney, holler police harassment, and have you set down

humbug rouse.

4 Adam 30, 4 Adam 30, request ambulance at... 2 -2 -1 South Norton.

Now, what's he doing?

Calling for an ambulance.

For what?

The accident.

What accident?

Ain't been no accident around here.

There's gonna be one.

If you don't climb into the back of this patrol car...

Where'd you get him, Hooker?

Came with a car.

Rookie's the standard equipment nowadays.

Well, in that case, I got a few minutes for my next appointment.

Wonderful, Willis.

If you gents care to have a friendly chat, follow me.

Man, hospitals give me the creeps. You know, people die in there. Yeah. What,

you want our man to meet us in the middle of the high school auditorium?

You know, he could help us sell the stuff to the teeny boppers.

Well, he had to do more than just help.

After taking care of his business with that girl like we did, he had to make us

his numero uno West Coast distributors.

Look, I'm telling you for the tenth time, Hooker, I don't know nothing about

girl going off in no building.

Adam's Hotel with us.

They ought to give you stock for the business you give it.

Yeah, well, that's what ladies, not me, understand?

I thought you said this guy was going to be cooperative.

Call a tow truck, have him pick up the pimp mobile.

Tow my car?

Come on, hooker.

I just put a brand new deluxe transmission in there. All right,

tell you what. I'll forget the four warrants.

I'll forget the tow truck.

You give me something that means something.

Like what?

A lead, a witness.

Come on.

You and your girls have this neighborhood wired.

It shouldn't be difficult.

Well, like how soon do you need this something?

Yesterday.

I feel like an old vet when you see a new class of rookies, Romano.

Something like that.

Except I know I still have to prove myself.

Oh, that's what this new program's all about.

On -the -job training.

You ever worried about it?

Worried about having a rookie as a partner?

You'll do all right.

You sure?

Hey, I trained you, didn't I?

Sergeant Hooker?

Frank Wagner.

Last month, Fifth Street, you took the burglary report. Oh, yes. How are you,

Mr. Wagner?

Well, uh... What can I do to help?

It's my son, Sergeant.

David. He's just 17 years old.

What'd he do?

They're booking him on possession of narcotics. I'm not sure what I'm

to do.

Let me see what I can find out.

Mr. Wagner has a son, but what do you got on him?

Wagner David, arrested for possession, reckless driving, resisting arrest.

Any record?

The usual juvenile bust and a slap on the wrist.

What about bail?

There's no bail necessary on a juvenile, remember?

No matter what the charges are? Welcome to the real world, Romano. Thank you,

Vicki.

Anytime, Sergeant.

Thank you, Vicki.

It really gets to you, doesn't it?

Kids and drugs.

Yeah, they seem to go hand in hand these days.

I keep thinking about that young girl.

Now she's lying on a cold slab in the morgue.

I want the guys that did it for me.

I want a real bad.

I swear, the way you fill out that uniform, Hooker, you are going to go a

way in this man's police. Coming over you, Mackey, it means a great deal.

You know, I never did understand you.

You had it made. You had everything.

You had your gold shield.

You gave it all up to get back in the blues.

I'm the outdoor type. You've seen the beer commercial.

You used to be a beer commercial.

And I can still go drink for drinks with you, Mac, and they're on me.

For a little investigative assistance.

Like what?

That Jane Doe in our sector.

What do you got on us?

I'll tell you what we got. We got a four -body shootout out in the canyon, which

just happens to be the lead story on the 6 o 'clock news, and you want to know

about some junkie jumper.

Well, I wrote the preliminary as a jumper, but I don't think it went down

way. Well, what do you think?

Murder.

Sergeant Hooker?

I'd like to see you in my office for a minute, Hooker.

So, how does it feel riding with Hooker, Romano?

What can I say? John Wayne lives.

Amen to that.

Listen, Vicki, if you'd like to hear more about my first week out, I can fill

you in on all the hazardous details over dinner tomorrow night.

Aw, gee, Vince, I'd really like to, but I don't think my boyfriend will approve.

Hey, you might even know him.

He's a defensive end for the 49ers.

Been a lot of years since we were rookies together, Hooker.

But, uh, I see you haven't changed.

Try not to.

How's that new recruit program you're supervising going? Right on schedule.

I see they cleared you for street duty.

Maybe you should have stayed teaching a while longer. Look, that was a righteous

shooting I got set down for.

That freak was pumped to the gills with PCP and coming at me with a butcher

knife. Well, the citizens committee thought that three bullets to the chest

might have been a touch over zealous.

Well, that citizen weighed in at 255 and less than three bullets would have

scraped me off the street.

Internal affairs could have cleared me two months ago.

You know, if there was anything I could do to help you while I was over there, I

would have.

Take a chance on losing your pension. Don't kid me, Dennis.

You wouldn't requisition toilet paper without a rubber stamp from upstairs.

Maybe.

You know, and maybe you should never have come back after your partner died

beside you in the emergency room and they almost lost you.

You know, Hooker, maybe somebody was trying to tell you something.

Exactly what are you trying to tell me, Captain?

Well, the former commander of this precinct did a superb job of running it

the ground.

Look at these numbers.

Come on, just take a look.

Lackluster performance at every level.

Terrible stats, worse PR.

Now, my job is to turn this operation around.

And the one thing I don't need is some hot shot blue suit getting in the way of

a top priority homicide investigation.

I wrote the preliminary on that Jane Doe, and I'm going to follow through

I get some answers.

A dead junkie? A dead teenage girl.

Somebody's daughter.

All right, but what's your stake in it, for God's sake? I give a damn.

Dennis, I chased two guys near where we found the body.

We weren't quick enough to stop them.

I know that they were tied in. You know, huh?

Well, you hear me.

And you hear me very, very clear.

You step out of line just once.

And I'll make sure that you're nailed with a lot more than just a suspension.

Dennis.

I'll do my best not to rain on your PR parade.

You know, you're right about me. I haven't changed.

Neither have you.

Hey, I need help in here. Wagner kid tried to hang himself.

Yes, Dr. Siegel.

Dr. Rose. Dr.

David Rose.

The doctor is speaking now, Mr. Falco, and there's no smoking in this area.

Oh, you mean it's bad for your health, huh? And for the health of other

patients. You know, these days, just waking up in the morning can be bad for

your health. Dr. Falco. Dr. Anne Falco.

The doctor.

That girl.

And she went from the high school?

There's lots of girls at the high school.

She's the one who saw us with Jenny.

Talking, that's all. Just talking.

She'll never see us with her again, right?

You get it done?

Yeah. We shot her up, dumped her off a hotel roof. You know, make her look like

she was a jumper.

Anybody see you?

Oh, that's a stupid question, Doc. Don't assault our intelligence, okay?

Yeah.

You know, we're tired of doing your dirty laundry.

She knew I was dealing drugs from here.

It had to be done.

Let's cut the party, Charlie. Let's get down to business.

What do you need?

Whatever you can get.

We moved everything you gave us. We can move a whole lot more.

I'll have to talk to my supplier.

Doc, we got it greased out there for volume sales. This is no time to hold

on us. You know, you seem to forget how well I know you.

You got that fancy car, fast broads, a new condo.

Come on, man. You need a bread more than we do.

Now we got a dead girl.

Look.

I'm not holding out.

I told you, I'll have to make a connection.

I get my supply, you get yours.

Yeah? When?

I'll let you know tomorrow.

Yeah, you do that, Doc. Swift as you can.

Because you're in too deep now to say no to your two top distributors.

You dig?

happened in there. I don't know why I was doing what I was doing.

You shouldn't have left alone in the first place.

Just messed up.

I'm so messed up about life, you know? If it were easy, David, we wouldn't need

cops out there directing trash.

You think you fooled anybody with that fake suicide?

You're crying out for help.

We're willing to give you that help if you get your act straightened up.

But other cops and narcs, they were leaning on me.

My head was bursting.

He just freaked out. I sympathize with you, David, but if you were that pure,

you wouldn't be here.

My father told me if I needed to talk to anyone, I didn't need to be afraid to

talk to you.

I'm a good listener.

If there's something to listen to.

Where'd you get the stuff you were holding?

Oh, man, you are just like all the others.

It doesn't matter.

Plainclothes, blue suit.

It's a recording.

Now listen, son, let's get one thing straight.

You're on your last ride through here as a juvenile.

Once you hit 18, your pass is canceled.

Hey, go easy on me, okay?

I'm hurting.

I mean, I almost died in there.

And you're killing your father.

Day by day.

Just as sure as if you held a gun to his head.

Okay. Look, I know I need help.

These dealers are bad characters.

Now they're going to kill somebody and finger them.

Let me give you their names.

You'll get protection.

About the charges against me. Can I make a deal?

A deal?

You know, aims for a reduction in the charges against me.

You want to make a deal?

You're wasting my time, kid.

You don't need a cop.

You need a lawyer.

Look, David.

I'm going to get those dealers one way or another. Now, if you're smart, you'll

think about it, you'll get in touch with me, and you'll give me those names.

Bob. So that's all you got? I wish I could tell you more, Hooker, but that's

She was dead before she went off the roof.

Of a heroin overdose.

When was the last time you saw a corpse throw itself off the roof?

Not recently.

One more thing.

Her clothing was stripped of all identification, but we found this stuck

cover with slacks.

Don't know whether it means anything, but that's all we found.

Pin. Looks like a red cross.

Jane Doe's sole dying possession.

Passing for success, Ramal.

You got it.

You know, you're close speak to the world.

Tell people where you're coming from.

Take you, for example.

Yeah.

I don't make it.

Well, let me put it this way.

I can understand why your wife divorced you.

It was the blues that split us, not the cities. I dress the same way now as when

she married me.

Yeah, well, that style may come back someday.

Given your sartorial splendor, I suppose it's silly to ask if you want to have a

pizza at Sherry's.

Oh, uh... I'd really like to hook her, but I can't.

Dance card's filled.

Charlene Ann.

Charlene Ann?

Southern girl.

Some kind of law down there. They all gotta have two first names.

Great accommodation.

Things haven't changed here since I was a rookie.

I can believe it.

My mattress must be older than you are.

Hey, take it easy, Junior. I may have a year or two on you, but I can still take

you one -on -one.

Yeah, sure, Victor. Maybe two out of three.

Yeah, it's a pretty good -looking suit.

Nice material.

Thanks.

Too bad they didn't make it in your size.

Sergeant, Frank Wagner called and left a message for you.

They transferred his son, David, to juvenile.

But David would like to speak to you.

Thanks, Victor.

Food, speed, coke, Mexican brown.

Guys you're looking for have it all.

They're new in town, working in high schools.

You got names?

Falco's what the pusher goes by.

And, uh, he's got a dealer that delivers like a conveyor belt.

We can run this Falco through R &I, see what they come up with, check with them

in the morning.

Right. Who's the conveyor belt?

I don't know.

If I did, I'd tell you.

All right, David, we appreciate your help.

And what you said before?

You were right, going straight.

I guess I tried everything else.

I guess it's time I get my act together.

Well, that'll be good news for your father.

Do you want to see him?

Yeah, I want to see him.

I want to see him and talk to him real bad.

I run Mr. R and I.

I'm going over the X -wise.

Are you a kitten?

How are you?

Fine. You got a visitor, Chrissy.

Who?

Oscar, King of Monkeyland.

You put his head in and... I know a lot of characters like that.

For me?

No, for me.

But I'm going to lend them to you. Thanks, Dad. You're welcome, honey.

Where's the rest of the gang?

Mom's in the kitchen and Tommy's over at the crime.

And where's Big Sis?

Still at work on her school project.

So late?

The only way I'd let her is if she had a safe ride with one of the other

mothers.

I'll trade you an alimony check for a cup of coffee.

You could have put the check in the mail if you wanted.

Well, I tried the check in the mail routine last month, but you didn't buy

then.

I made some coffee.

Something in your mind?

The insanity of the streets.

The mindless violence.

The way it's going.

I sometimes wonder if we even hold it in line.

This thing with the kids and the drugs, it's an epidemic.

It's a whole network set up.

I thought the schools were junk.

The high school annual you showed me last week.

I've got a great memory. It was about four weeks ago.

Where is it?

It's on the coffee table. Why?

What are you looking for?

I'm not sure.

of an off -the -roof.

What's the matter?

Do you recognize her?

That's Jenny Clark.

I think she transferred in last year.

What about Jenny? Oh, Kathy, I'm glad you're home. I was beginning to get

worried.

What's wrong, Dad? Why are you asking about Jenny?

Tell me what it is. I want to know.

We found a girl yesterday who matches Jenny's description.

Drug overdose, honey.

She's in the morgue.

Oh, my God.

It couldn't be Jenny. I don't believe it. Maybe it isn't Jenny.

But the resemblance is so close that I have to believe it is.

Kathy, do you know if Jenny was into drugs?

Well, I can't say for sure.

But she told me she'd had opportunities.

But she was afraid.

Kind of mixed up.

In what way?

Her parents were divorced and it tore Jenny apart.

I mean, not like you and Mom.

A lot of bad things went down during the divorce. And now her father lives in

Chicago. I mean, she lives with her mother and hates it.

Why?

Her mother drinks and has a boyfriend Jenny doesn't like.

Lives off her mother.

Charming.

Dad.

I don't know whether this means anything, but I thought Jenny at school

hassled by a couple of freaky characters who show up a couple times a week in a

snack truck.

Could you identify them again if you saw them?

I think so.

Wait a minute, Hooker.

You're not going to involve my daughter in this.

I need her help.

Not in this house, Hooker.

You don't bring your police work into this house.

Listen to me.

There's a girl dead in Kathy's school.

And we don't know when the next kid is going to die.

I can't help that.

I've got my own daughter to worry about.

Oh, that's what I'm worried about.

I want to stop these guys before they go any further.

Kathy.

Do you know where Jenny lives?

I have her address in my book.

You get anything from R &I and, uh, those pushers?

Zip.

Wagner kids said they were new in town. Maybe they're from out of state.

Yeah. Or maybe they've never been caught.

Blind. That's right.

There's the house.

I'm Sergeant Hooker. This is my partner, Officer Romano.

Johnson's complaining about the stereo head. No, no, no. That's not why we're

here. We're inquiring about Jenny Clark.

Who is it, Charlie? Two cops. Something about Jenny.

Are you Jenny's mother?

Jenny's mother.

But she isn't here.

Do you know where she might be, ma 'am?

She's staying with a friend, I think.

I'd give you the number, but I don't have it. When did you speak to her last?

Uh, what's today? I think I talked to her on Saturday.

Was she all right?

Just exactly what is your problem with Jenny?

Verification.

There's a young girl downtown.

We think it's Jenny.

She's in the morgue.

How?

Heroin overdose.

And then we think somebody pushed her off the roof of a building.

Do you think you might be able to come down and make an identification, ma 'am?

You don't have to go, Denise.

They can't make you go.

Matt, that is Jenny down there.

Do you have any idea how she got mixed up in the drug scene?

Do you have any idea who might have wanted to hurt her?

No.

Where are the cops like you when somebody's shooting girls up and pushing

off of buildings?

Where were you when Jenny needed you?

If that is Jenny lying in the morgue, I know you helped put her there.

I'm going to restrain myself and walk away.

Unless you want to add something to the subject.

I'd like to see my daughter now.

I'd like to see my little girl.

Got a witness for you, Hooker.

McKinley? Well, not quite.

One of your conservative business types, you know, likes a little action on the

side, was with one of my main ladies at the Adams just prior to the incident in

question. What'd he see?

Well, he talked to my lady next day on the phone.

Said he was real scared, because the dude saw him. What?

Well, around dawn, this guy chases this girl out in the alley.

Fits the description you gave me right down to a T.

This John's driving home to the wife and kids.

When the girl runs up to his car, he panics and drives off.

Could he identify the man that he had?

He said he'd never forget his face.

Got a little guilt going down, you know, because he heard the girl got killed.

Where can I get in touch with him?

Hooker, like I said, the John is real scared.

He ain't gonna volunteer for nothing.

I just figured you might like to know he exists.

Listen, Willis, I want a name.

I want an address.

And if I have to lean on you, you'll come away a loser.

Customer's name is Harry Simpson.

I'll set up a meet for you, Hucker.

What's up, Doc?

Is that supposed to be funny?

Well, how about a submarine sandwich, Doc?

It'll help clear up your sinuses.

I don't want to be seen with you two.

What do you want?

Make your connection yet?

You have the cash, you get your supply.

How about tomorrow morning?

Meet me early. You'll have it.

Don't sweat it, bro.

If she gets too curious, she'll wind up like her friend Jenny.

Dead.

Oh, I heard on TV that the city council voted down the appropriation of more

police funds.

That's us.

Undermanned, unappreciated. Madam Sheriff, don't you think we can pay our

Oh, now, if I was going to worry about you, Hooker, I would have worried when

that guy pumped you for the letter a while back.

That's right, sweetheart.

Danger is our business.

Right, Hooker.

Sure thing.

That look like a Harry Simpson to you?

Oh, yeah.

Definitely a Harry Simpson.

Mr. Simpson. I'm Officer Romano. This is Sergeant Hooker.

Sergeant.

Drink, Mr. Simpson?

No, no.

No, thanks. I'd just like to get this over with.

Well, it's very simple.

We need your help to solve a homicide.

Look, I've never been involved with the police before.

I've never gotten so much as a parking ticket my whole life.

And I've got a solid marriage. I've raised three kids.

I've been successful in business.

How? Because I happen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time?

Mr. Simpson, nobody's here to pass moral judgment on you.

But if you have a conscience, you'll help us solve the murder of this girl.

You know what'll happen if my wife finds out where I was that night? All night?

Look, we have a line on the suspects.

We think we know where we might pick them up.

Do you know what you're asking?

Listen, mister, do you understand what's happening on the streets today?

It was a 16 -year -old girl, killed in her prime, pumped full of drugs, shoved

off a building.

Simpson, we need you to testify.

If you don't mind, I think I'll have that drink now.

And if we do half the business we did last week, we're in fact sitting here.

Spread these around. Make it look like we're in here.

Hey, Candyman's here. Come on, let's go.

Hey, Papa, what's going on?

You're the smart guy going to school.

You tell me.

We got the bread. You got the special blizzard?

Do we got it?

Is that the guy?

No. No, that's not him.

I heard her stay away from this place.

Sarge.

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

Have you seen enough to make an identification, Mr. Simpson?

Yeah. I'm positive.

That's the man who chased the girl from the alley and into my car.

Will you sign the statement?

Yeah.

Enjoy, bro.

We'll be back for more.

Yeah, well, you better clip tomorrow, ladies, versus before you do, because,

know, prices are going up. It's inflation.

What can I tell you?

Hey, Fox, don't look now, but there's a couple of cops. I have one in the corner

over there.

We got to get out of here, man.

They're making a move.

If you're going to make any noise, I'm going to kill you right here and now.

No! Hold it!

Hold it right there!

Get her! Peace away, cop, or this girl is dead.

You do that, you'll have another murder one on your head.

And no little girl to hide behind.

You're not going to take that chance, cop.

Not where this kid is a target.

You there!

Young lady, be cool.

They aren't going to hurt you.

You're kidding yourself if you think I'm not going to pull the trigger, cop.

You. Think, mister.

You think before you make a big mistake.

Hey, cop.

You think you can off me before I kill her?

Most officers carry a .38, mister.

I prefer this.

Double action .357 Magnum.

Loaded with hollow points.

It'll tear a six -inch hole in you going in.

And the hollow tunnel coming out.

You want to try me?

I don't believe you, man.

Chris, please.

Told

you

to stay away from here, didn't I? Didn't I tell you to stay away from here? No,

I'm sorry, Daddy.

From now on, leave the police with the meaning.

But I was only trying to help.

Just like your mother.

You never listen.

I

didn't

want Jenny to get hurt.

Things got out of hand. She wouldn't listen to reason. Reason? Just what

that be, Dr. Segal?

She could have had whatever she wanted.

She just wouldn't keep her mouth shut.

Maybe she figured you weren't a credit to your profession.

You don't understand the pressure.

First it's medical school, then trying to compete as an intern, then in private

practice. I know exactly where you're coming from, and I know exactly where

you're going.

I just hope the judge throws away the key.

Hooker, Frank Wagner just called. Wanted to say thank you again.

David is pleading guilty to all charges.

He's requesting psychiatric help and a rehabilitation program.

I'm buying the drinks.

Oh, uh, I can't make it.

Charlie, man?

Oh, no, no.

Charlie's roommate, Betty Sue. Another Southern girl?

I'm a sucker for Southern hospitality.

You know what? Mackie just said something real interesting.

You used to be a narc.

I also used to be your age.

I don't know. Somehow I just can't picture it. You with long hair, a beard,

purse, and doing serpico.

Listen, Junior, I had a three -piece gray flannel suit. Had short hair, made

point of being clean -shaven.

For undercover?

Most of my bust were dentists, stockbrokers, and advertising execs.

With your sorry wardrobe, I'm surprised you even owned the suit, let alone a

three -piece gray flannel. I didn't say own, Romano.

I rented.