All language subtitles for t.j_hooker_s02e18_raw_deal

Bye bye.

Caution, man.

I don't even know who you are.

You ever try to find out, you're gonna
need more than that pop -gun friend.

John Hooker, everyone in the precinct
has bought a square in the Officer Lewis

baby pool.

Whoever comes closest to picking the
exact time she has the baby wins half

prize. The other half goes to Officer
Lewis.

How much?

Five bucks only.

I bought four myself. What are you in
for?

I want to see Madge Lewis first.

I mean, after all, when they ask you how
many jelly beans are in a jar, they let

you see the jar.

There's only one bean in Madge Lewis's
jar.

Heads, you lose.

I'll set it up.

Only if you promise to buy in.

Who are you looking at? That looks like
Willie Stack.

There's a warrant out on him in three
states.

My man don't get the dope, you don't get
the money. That's our bargain, man.

Get out of here.

You kids, move out of here!

You just bought yourself a ticket to a
longer ride than this one.

anything to the suspect, do I?

It's hard to figure.

Timely man.

No record. Clean.

Just an ordinary Joe.

Carrying two pounds of pure cocaine.

Our lab report says it's the same
Peruvian coke that's been turning up all

the division. I can't understand what a
decent man like Connors is doing with a

creep like Willie Stack.

Not with a big -time attorney like
Anthony Grant.

You're putting me out now.

He hasn't got the bucks to hire
heavyweight mouthpiece like Grant. Now,

just posted bail for him. I can't figure
it in.

County Jail Ward people say Willie Stack
still won't talk. But they did find his

phone number in effect.

Stacy, check this out, will you? See if
you can connect a name and address.

Right. And this business card was in
Pete Conner's personal property.

Thought you might be interested.

Dempter's Anonymous.

Sam Miller.

Looks like Conner's has other problems
in addition to dealing dope.

Well, at least this one he was trying to
shake. Shall we check it out?

I guess so. It's a long shot, but it's
all we got. What better place to check

out a long shot? Gambler's Anonymous is
the last refuge of the long shot.

Better. Let's roll, Junior.

We had everything perfect.

I don't get any of the stuff.

We got a mule that's clean as a whistle.

And that stupid buyer.

He uses a clown that's wanted all over
the country.

I should have put that gun where he'd
always know where to find it.

Well, that big Peruvian deal you got
coming up with Diaz should make up for

loss.

After that, Mr. Barnett, you're going to
be a major supplier.

Then you won't have to worry about
dealing with any of these small -time

Yeah, but Conner's got busted.

So we got to set up a new clean mule.

For that Peruvian pie.

I got just the pigeon.

It's the good -looking chick at Albert's
table.

Her name's Shirley Warren.

She's three grand in the hole already.

Well, let's finish the job on her.

Give her enough credit to drown herself.

But let's do it fast, huh?

Look, I want you to promise me that the
next time you even think of placing a

bet or sitting at a table that you'll
phone me. If you honestly want help,

here. I just think it is. Remember when
you call Nancy W., you're calling a

friend.

Okay. Bye.

Hooker.

This is Vince Romano.

Nancy Winters.

Don't take it personally, Junior. It's
me she doesn't like.

Your partner has a way with words.

Doesn't like if his wave thing used to
love.

Uh -huh.

Why don't I wait out in the car, Hooker,
okay?

No, no.

I'm sorry.

Nancy Winters.

Hi.

Well, what brings you to Gambler's
Anonymous?

I'm looking for Sam Miller.

Well, Sam Miller's out of town for a
couple of weeks. What's the problem?

A suspect carrying a bag of cocaine had
a G .A. card on him.

Peter Connors.

Oh, boy.

Sam thought his worst problem was
gambling.

Do you know Pete Connors?

Well, I talked to him a couple of times,
but Sam was his sponsor.

You really ought to talk to him.

There's no time.

Nancy, can you help me?

Well, how about that?

You come to see Sam.

Sam's out of town.

I'm here.

Timing's everything, isn't it, Hooker?

Nancy, please.

This Pete Connors is involved in
something I can't even figure.

Look, I'll do what I can, but you're
going to have to come back. I've got a

group session in five minutes.

I'm off duty in a few hours.

And I'm on call.

I have to stay at home and answer the
phone.

I'll see you tonight.

Strictly business, okay?

God, I hate to say this.

But it sure is good to see you, Ken
Hooker.

Now get him out of here, will you?

Nancy W.

Hooker.

Nancy and I were involved.

Soon after my divorce.

Too soon after.

Like she said, timing's everything.

4 Adam 30, 4 Adam 30. Academy Precinct
desk officer reports that the telephone

number found on Willie's stack is a non
-published number registered to Emanuel

Trios. Coronado Apartments, 156 Sylvan
Street.

4 Adam 30, roger.

Emanuel Trios.

Mean something?

It's going to, Junior.

This is a title lien on my house.

Miss Warren, you know that you owe us
$10 ,000.

I know, but I... Yeah, but you're going
to hit a hot streak any day now.

Yeah. But in the meantime, I have to
insist on this title as collateral.

Looking good, Manny.

Staying in shape, huh?

Fresh air, sunshine, exercising.

I'm living the clean life.

About as clean as Willie Stack.

Willie Stack.

He was in the hospital.

He mentioned my name?

He seemed to have a total loss of
memory. But that didn't bother us

knew you'd be a fountain of information.

You gotta be kidding.

You know I don't talk to cops.

It's bad for my image.

So why don't you two take your little
tin badges and buzz out of here?

Getting heavy?

Hey, what are you doing?

Getting heavy, Manny.

I can't hold this much forever.

It's a flood of cocaine pouring into my
feet, destroying the people I'm supposed

to protect.

Hoppets with their brains fried by
Peruvian snow.

I'm mugging and robbing decent citizens
so maggots like you can stay in

business. I mean it, man. I'm losing it.

Willie Stack was making the buy for you,
wasn't he?

I don't deal no more.

I think you do.

Willie Stack doesn't have the contacts
in this town to sell dope on the

but you scum.

You got a load of lost souls waiting to
sop up the poison you peddle.

Maybe I know about Stack.

Well, he seems to be getting his memory
back, Hooker. I thought it would.

The guy delivering the cocaine.

There's no dope dealer. I think somebody
has a hammer over him.

I want to know who that somebody is. I
want to know who's the seller.

I don't know.

Now listen, Manny.

This isn't for the court.

This is for me.

You help me.

Before this thing rolls onto your Adam's
apple and turns it into applesauce.

Honestly, don't know name.

What's he look like?

Big guy.

Or a diamond or a shoe ring.

I'm sorry I haven't been able to reach
Pete Connors.

He hasn't been home since he got out of
jail.

But I did talk to his wife.

Do you think she'd be willing to talk to
me?

Well, I didn't think you'd change that
much.

I've already asked.

And?

Well... She was very reluctant, but I
have developed a certain skill for

with families of compulsive gamblers.

You know, I thought I knew everything
about you.

Now I find that you were once a shady
lady gambler.

Not me, Hooker.

My father.

He blew most of his life running from
bet to bet.

He started every day at the racetrack,
then he hit the poker parlors, and then

he wound up driving to Las Vegas to try
and break even.

Now I'm making his payback.

You're special, Nancy.

You always were.

I still think about us.

I'm surprised.

It was all over.

Well, that was me, not you. Everything
was changing, my marriage, my job.

I didn't think it'd be fair to either of
us.

It's been a long time, Hunker.

Are you still trying to be fair?

I made a commitment.

I went back to the streets.

I made a commitment, too.

Who knows? Maybe now that we're each
doing our own thing, we can try it

Be great.

I'm willing to take a chance if you are.

You and me?

Mm -hmm.

It's a gamble.

Sounds like the best game in town.

Hello.

Nancy.

I really blew it this time.

Shirley? What's wrong?

I tried to get even.

And now I can't go home.

I can't.

Face my little girl.

Help me, please.

Where are you? The poker garden.

I'm on my way.

One of my people, she needs my help.

It's almost 10 o 'clock.

I had her turned around and I don't know
what happened.

Nancy, come on.

Remember the old days when you were
always running out on me to go help

Well, I guess I can find something to
do.

Dr. Pete Conner's wife.

Shirley, what are you doing?

Look, I'm sorry I bothered you.

Just one more hand.

I'm all right.

Shirley, no, you're not. Not as long as
you're still here. All I need is one

more run. I can feel it. No, you don't.
No, let's go. I don't know why you let

that gambler's anonymous chick take
players away from our tables.

Well, if we kick her out, she'll get her
friends to picket the place.

Besides, all those G .A. do -gooders are
ex -sickos.

Someday she's going to sit in on one
hand.

And I'm going to own her body and soul.

I told you to stay away from me.

I need a game, Mr. Barnett.

I've been barred from the other poker
clubs.

Now, you're not listening, turkey.

I find you around here again, you're
going to be in a world of hurt.

You tell him to watch his mouth.

Or I start talking to the cops.

You do, and I'll cut off your lawyer.

Try taking care of your family from the
joint. If I can't get action, I might as

well be in a cell.

Anyway, I can pay my way.

I start a new job at the Sunset Power
Plant first thing in the morning.

Go on, Connors, get out of here. You're
giving me a headache.

Go on, you can play.

I'm ripe for a run.

I can feel it.

He could be bad trouble, Mr. Barnett.

Not after tomorrow.

His first day on the job would be his
last day on the job.

Sergeant, Ellen Conard called. She said
you talked to her last night.

Yeah. She said she still hasn't seen her
husband, but she heard he's taking a

construction job in Sunset Canyon.

Thanks. Anything new on Willie Stack?

The doctors say he's ready for a cell,
but he's still not saying a word to the

detective.

Okay.

Well, here she is. Take a good look and
make a guess.

Sorry, Hooker. It looks like they're
really pushing you to get involved in

Don't be silly. I've always thought a
pregnant woman is the most beautiful

in the world, and you proved me right.

Thanks. I needed that.

May I?

Ah,

put me down for Thursday morning between
8 and 10.

You sure you couldn't be more specific?

Between 8 and 9.

And you can probably paint the nursery
blue.

Let's roll, Junior. Thanks, Matthew.

What do you got, x -ray vision?

No, three kids.

You got it?

What are you doing here? You want to
make me lose my job?

I told the foreman we were here because
you witnessed an accident.

But we really want to talk to you.

I took the fifth. That's it. I'm not
talking.

But I talked to your wife.

I know all about the debt and gambling
mess you're in. I'm not here to dig you

in any deeper.

I want to help you and your family.

But you have to help me, too.

Okay. I admit it.

But I was delivering the cocaine to keep
my house.

The money for the drugs, how does that
change hands?

The man does it himself.

From a distance, where he can see the
transfer go down without being part of

I'm the man.

He's on the door, Tank.

Put on the help pole.

Put the light down.

Connor's in debt!

Well, how'd it go?

Pete Connors is dead.

While we were there, a man named Fry
killed him.

Too many of our clients are in trouble.

That girl that I met the other night at
the poker garden, Shirley Warren, she

told me that she needs $10 ,000 to bail
herself out of a house lien.

Gambling. And I thought I had her out of
the wood.

The poker garden?

Can't just be a coincidence.

The man that killed Connors was
registered at the poker garden as a

What do you know about the place?

Enough.

A lot of our G .A. members spent half
their lives there.

The poker garden's owned by a guy named
Barnett.

Would he be a big man?

Black? Wears a diamond horseshoe ring?

Sounds like him.

And he's probably setting your friend
Shirley up for the same game he laid on

Connors. You mean to transport narcotic?

Well,

how can you stop him?

One idea that occurs to me.

It starts with my putting together a
stake.

A stake?

Parker, what, are you going into a poker
game?

We're going, Junior. You, me, and Nancy.
All we got to do is control three seats

at a table. One watches the dealer, one
watches the signals, and one watches the

walls and ceilings for peepholes and
electronic devices. You want to catch

cheating? Right on. What's that get you?

Ah, a poker ordinance.

Now, that's Barnett's stay in business
says he's closed if he's found cheating.

Proof of cheating would invalidate the
victim's liens.

Our side is the right of inspection and
record seizure of the whole place if

he's found cheating.

Which just may turn up Hoff's liens,
another compulsive gambler that

for Barnett's dope operation.

And enough evidence to bury him for
good.

Hooker, we are going to play this by the
captain and the vice squad, aren't we?

Jackie, come here.

What is it?

The do -gooder from Gambler's Anonymous.

I knew she'd come back to the tables one
day.

Most of them do.

I got plans for her.

I want you to go out there and take her
down to her underwear.

Two. One.

Why don't you let the dealer figure out
for himself what you need? What are you

talking about?

Look, mister, you got a problem. I just
don't like a lot of talking at the

table.

Especially when it's sign language.

You look bad.

What, uh...

Seems to be the problem.

I'm just tired of this joker sending
semaphore signals to the dealer.

It's any business of yours.

It is.

This whole place is my business.

I run an honest gaming establishment.

But if you make me feel better, I'll
deal from this table mess.

Barnett, I don't care who deals just as
long as I get some cards.

I'm overdue for a hot streak.

I can't get even unless we play. How
about it, pal?

Come on, deal.

Court.

Welcome to my club, Miss Winters.

Three queens.

Three kings, not bad.

Two.

I'll take one.

This game is supposed to be dealt with
52 cards.

It's time for you to leave, mister.

Police! That hand better come out empty.

Move aside, you people. Move out of the
way!

Hands to the table!

Shake.

Move aside, you people. Move aside.

On your knees. Hands on your head.

Hands on the bed.

Brand him.

All right, buddy.

You're out of business.

I own you.

Do you want to bet, cop?

You don't have nothing on me.

This gadget is only the beginning.

This gives me the legal right to turn
your little play palace inside out.

Find other gadgets like it. Dig into the
records.

All those house links.

All those witnesses.

Yeah, pal.

I do own you.

I could neck a mile out on this one,
Hooker, but who can argue with success?

we get enough, Captain?

Enough to obtain a warrant for Barnett's
arrest for fraud and to close up his

club. He should be in jail in a couple
of days. An attorney will get him out

sooner than that.

We should try and correlate possible
mules.

A dope connection will put them behind
prison bars and keep them there.

Romano.

Match Lewis just went to hospital. The
pains are five minutes.

Hey, that's me.

I picked today.

Don't feel bad, Hooker. You were close.
Only one day off.

This is Madge's first baby, isn't it?

First, second, what's the difference?

$1 ,000, Junior.

What do you mean it has to be moved up?
The deal has to take place no later than

tomorrow morning.

It's late. I've got calls to make and
people to contact.

Look, I'm paying your top dollar. You
can lose a night's sleep.

Are your people ready? My people are
ready.

I will contact you.

If everything falls into place, we will
meet tomorrow at 9 o 'clock at the Tower

East building.

No ifs. You get it done, or you're done
permanently.

Anne is on the phone. She said it's an
emergency.

I transferred it to line five. Take
over.

Hello. Hooker, I'm at Shirley's house. I
came by here to give her the news about

getting the lien back on her house, but
she isn't here.

Her little girl, Julie, says a man came
by here about 20 minutes ago and that

Shirley left with him.

From her description, he sounds like
Barnett.

Did she tell Julie where she was going?

No, but she remembers the man saying
that they had to be at the Tower Mall in

half an hour.

What does Shirley look like?

She's about five foot two, short blonde
hair, and Julie said she's wearing a

pink raincoat with a hood.

All right, don't worry. I'm on my way.

Hooker? That's what you thought all
along, wasn't it?

Barnett's going to use Shirley in one of
his transactions.

That sounds like it.

After last night, he's probably
desperate.

He may feel he has to pull one more job
to get some traveling money.

I want to help.

I know you do.

It's police business, okay?

Okay.

Romano, let's go. Everybody, latch
around the field.

Money's in here.

But tell me exactly what your method is.

The merchandise was picked up by my
helicopter 20 miles offshore, completely

avoiding the Coast Guard.

Land on that rooftop helipad.

And if by chance it is picked up by
radar, it will take the FAA helicopter a

full six minutes before it can arrive
here to investigate.

So you have six minutes.

And you have someone telling my mule
where to go? If you gave her the

shopping bag and told her where to go,
she will receive her instructions.

Well, that shouldn't be any problem.

No problem at all.

Is that Nancy?

What's she doing here?

I told you not to come. I'm sorry,
Hooker,

but Shirley's in such bad shape, I felt
like I could do something.

When I tell you something is dangerous,
I mean it. There's no time for that now.

Shirley said someone's going to contact
her and tell her where to get a package.

Get a package? That means a buy.

And who's ever carrying that shopping
bag is going to be told where it's

supposed to take place.

Booker, you can't let her do that.

It might just work.

Get Shirley out of here. Then call it
in. I want narcotics officers and a full

backup.

Boyd, I'm 30.

Requesting narcotics officers and backup
at Twin Towers.

What's wrong?

Chopper, low climb.

The only helicopters allowed in this
area at that altitude are police

helicopters. So what about it?

Barnett's M .O. He watches the drugs
change hands, and then he passes the

This building has a helipad on it, and
the east building makes a damn good

vantage point.

Stay put, Shirley.

Come with me.

Where? Where are we going?

The pilot will wait no longer than six
minutes, five minutes and 28 seconds.

give you the package.

You give this package to your Mr.

Barnett.

Okay.

Got it.

Hold it.

Don't let him get to Barnett.

Hooker, the helicopter. I'm supposed to
get a package from the pilot.

What if you don't show?

And Barnett needs this deal as much as I
think he does.

He'll come for the package himself.

She'll be there.

I cannot wait, Mr. Barnett.

Are you sure your man contacted my mule?
I assure you I kept my part of the

deal.

Well, I need that dope.

It is your decision, Mr.

Barnett.

to stay here this time.

Take me back to the building!

Here, Mac.

Half for Madge, half for... I just
talked to the DEA. They raided the air

charter service that owned the
helicopter they arrested a Peruvian by

of Diaz.

Pardon me? Mm -hmm.

Your share of the pot, partner.

You called it.

Mads Lewis had a baby boy at 8 .32 this
morning.

I suppose you know how much he weighed.

I figure seven pounds, eight ounces.

Well, ounces.

And I'll be perfect.

Give this to Alan Connors.

Use it.

You're a good man, Hooker.

And I'll call you tomorrow.

Hey, wait a minute.

It's the end of watch. I thought we had
a date.

Well, one of the people from our office
had to go out on an emergency call.

And I have to be there to man the phones
for the next three hours.

Tomorrow, okay?

Hanson.

Hanson.

Hang on a second.

You gotta take it easy.

You're working two parts. You can't
devote 24 hours a day to gamblers and

annals. You gotta relax, have some fun.

Well, I seem to recall all those broken
dates when someone needed you.

All those times I sat in the theater
alone and had dinner alone.

I understand.

I really did.

I'll see you, Dave.