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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.