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I bought the fire juice, but first I see green. We agreed on $10 ,000, Tavelli.

Five now, five when the job's done.

Hey.

You got any more at home like this?

I know if I did, I'd be O .O .T.

Out of town, like in Tahiti.

Hey, man, you got no dream?

My dream is to see this man dead.

These will do it.

You hired me for my specialty because you wanted to see your mark go out in

pain. The glass breaks, the mix hits the air, and whomp, you get what you pay

for.

I'm telling you, Hooker, Maggie's different.

They all are.

Oh, no, no, no. I mean it, really.

It was the same way with Fran and me when I was a rookie.

That's exactly what I mean.

I told Maggie about that idea I had of going to law school.

Dig out what's behind the law, become a better cop.

She was real supportive.

Kind of a nice feeling.

I knew she had a head on her shoulders from her academy grade.

Sounds like true love, Junior.

So what's with the frown? You against me having a personal relationship for a

change? It's that guy climbing up our tailpipe.

What the hell?

I can't even see.

Booker, I can't see!

Stacy and Corrigan notified Maggie.

I'll go check and see if she's here yet. No.

I don't want to see her, Hawker.

I know you're scared and confused, but talking to her might do some good. But

later, not when I'm feeling what I feel now.

How much later? What is this, an interrogation? I don't want to see her

that's it. All right, all right.

I'll go stop her before she comes in.

I know you're going to come through this.

You're going to be okay.

When everything in my life has started coming together.

Why now? It's not going to be like that.

I put that through your head.

You're going to be okay.

Thank you.

Lieutenant, do you have a minute?

How's Vince?

His face isn't burned.

But his eyes, the scratch, corneas, ulcerated.

They're going to have to heal themselves.

How long before they know?

About 48 hours.

He's going to need some time.

In a couple of hours, the anesthetic will wear off.

I feel empty,

lost.

I've never been this scared in my whole life.

I could tell you to push it out of your mind, kid, or keep the faith.

But none of that would compute right now, would it?

Lieutenant, you were chasing a guy across the roof, took a bullet, fell. I

up staring at the ceiling of a hospital ward.

Feeling everything you're feeling right now.

I'm not sure that I can handle it.

You don't know what you have to yet.

But you do have to fight.

And that starts right now.

You're challenged.

And no matter how this turns out, that's the way you have to think.

Challenged.

Never handicapped.

Ah, here's your ride.

You're telling me there weren't times in the middle of the night you didn't feel

it wasn't worth the fight?

Of course there were times.

But that was the biggest challenge of all.

Battling to do what I'm doing now.

Instead of holding a tin cup on some street corner.

I told Romano to get out of the car.

I gave him an order.

You also taught him to back up his partner.

You didn't cut the fire, Hooker.

Then we're gonna find out who did.

I did a workup on the guy that runs this place. His name is Larry Marchetti.

Criminal record?

Illegal manufacturing of PCP, illegal sales of controlled substances, illegal

possession of prohibited chemicals, and eight outstanding misdemeanor warrants.

Should we need any leverage?

You're very thorough, Maggie.

Vince once told me in order to have you notice me, I had to do more than flutter

my baby green eyes. Oh, he did?

You got the search warrant? Let's do it.

What can I do for you, officer?

You the boss?

It's all mine.

We're tracking some Xanathie.

And the real name to your customer.

A Robert Smith.

Wait a minute. There must be some mistake here.

What is this? A search warrant.

And we're going to dig every piece of trash business you do in this place

you realize there's no mistake.

Score one for our side.

What we got here is a recipe and makings of a nice batch of PCP.

And we've only just begun.

Who do you think's getting in here? You, sleepwalker.

That's a whole lot of misery we just kept off the streets.

But that's not why I'm here.

I got a partner in a hospital who may be blind for life. Because you sold

another kind of chemical to another kind of creep.

I want you to think long and hard.

Put a real name to this.

Before I lose my cool and shake it out of you.

It's Tavelli.

Mickey Tavelli.

I used to know him a long time ago.

I mean, I didn't figure he was going to do no cop with that stuff.

Where do we find him? Man, I'm not sure.

He used to work at some kind of power plant.

He's a very technical guy.

I'm not sure where it is. Well, I've got a nice dark cell for you to sit in

while you think long and hard.

The source for the joy juice has dried up.

And there's no question that the cops know I'm their man. I paid you and you

blew it.

I made a promise to a friend.

And I'm gonna keep it.

Um, this friend, uh... Is that where the bread is coming from?

In a way.

My friend is dead.

And Hooker's responsible.

And I'm gonna see that he pays the hard way.

Well, if he's dead, I mean, who's to know?

Just take the money and blow.

Now, if you need a traveler... Hey, just give me the money back. I'll take care

of Hooker myself.

Now, hold on a minute. Just hold on.

You ain't got it. I mean, up here.

To do Hooker the way you want him done.

Now, I said I'd burn him for you, and I will.

You found my source.

So I found a new way to give him the kind of pain you're looking for.

Now, when this is ready, I'll turn your cup into a cinder.

And Maggie Payne fades back to the past.

Intercepted by Romano. Can he get by? No.

You creep. Makes her out.

Down at the goal line.

Tell me something.

How come I like hanging out with you?

Because I teach you something about police work?

That for sure is not it.

I forgot you already know it all. All right.

Hey, hey.

Yeah. I know.

No.

Oh, my God.

Now I think I know what it is.

What?

You make me feel good.

I do.

He knows how we all feel, Maggie.

Good count.

You got the R &I return on Mickey Tavelli yet?

He has a half a dozen priors for arson, assault, and robbery.

One of our better citizen types.

State employment has him working at a place called Imperial Power Company with

this address.

I checked.

Tavelli was fired two weeks ago.

Well, let's talk to some of the people he worked with.

Maybe we can smoke on a lead or two.

Stacy and I can follow up his prior addresses.

I don't know.

Whether these suspects wanted me or Romano or any cop that happened along.

The bottom line is, the word goes out, a cop is down, and that just doesn't

happen.

I dug a little further back into Tavelli's file. It goes way back to his

juvenile days. What's your turn?

Not much.

His mother split. His father was a long -distance moving man, never home.

But when Trevely retired, he ended up living with his father.

Father still around?

Spent most of his time managing one of those long -term storage units.

But when he died, Trevely ended up working for Imperial Power.

Excuse me.

No, Tovelli, he was good at the technical stuff, but worthless when it

putting on a good day's work, so I had to let him go.

Do you have any idea where we can find him? He hung out at a bar over on

Commerce and Sixth. He might be right there.

Tovelli, he's in some kind of deep trouble, huh?

Yeah, you might say that.

I wanna be loved by you.

Hello, Celeste.

Hooker.

Taking a little culture in your coffee break?

I'm looking for Mickey Tavelli.

What's a nice girl like you doing with a clod like Hooker? Talk to me, Celeste.

Touchy -touchy. Did you borrow someone's sensitivity?

You know, you're born without it, honey.

Along with a few other things.

Hooker!

You know, all the regulars that come into this place, Tavelli spent half his

life here.

Where do I find him?

Talk to me, Celeste.

Now!

She's a... She's a... If you think you're confused, you should be in my

Tavelli put a torch to my car.

Blinded my partner. I want him.

Okay, okay.

I don't know Mickey that well.

I like the way I danced.

Gave me a few of his paintings.

They're not very good.

Learned to do them in prison.

Some cons are better than others.

Never mind the art critique.

You were going to tell us where to find them.

He said this was in his own backyard.

That's all I know.

I swear.

I'm not lying to you, Hooker.

I think you just got the whole truth and nothing but the truth, Hooker.

What, did I take your Van Gogh?

Take it already.

You'll get your reward in heaven.

Now, Vince, take it slow. It'll take a few seconds before you adjust and focus.

But everything will be okay.

All right?

Promises, promises, Doc.

Isn't that new lipstick you're wearing?

He had us worried.

Hey, speak for yourself.

I'm sorry, guys. You all look terrific.

I knew Romano was too tough for that little fire put him away.

Yeah.

About that fire hooker. There's one suspect we're still hunting, a Mickey

Tavelli.

My guess is he's a for hire type and the one that threw the chemical cocktail at

us, he's footing the bills. We're working on it.

Not without me, you're not.

Oh, not so fast.

We still have a couple of routine tests to run before we release you.

It'll only take a couple of hours.

Look, we'll work on that right now, okay?

I feel like celebrating.

Yeah.

Terrific. Why don't we meet at Sherry's at the end of watch and then barbecue

some ribs at my place?

I like that.

Hey, I want you to know we're checking everything, Vince.

O 'Brien has the Boy Scouts out taking landscape photographs and R &I's digging

out anybody alive who's ever threatened Hooker. Hey!

I was in that car, too, and I've been threatened.

We're talking firebombers, not unrequited females.

Tucker.

You know, Maggie had the wrong idea about me.

Don't worry. I already know it all.

Lieutenant O 'Brien, please.

The other guy couldn't be this Frank Hayden who has a mark on you. He was

blasted trying to rip the stage.

What about this one?

Lou Elder.

Seems to me I remember him sounding off about getting even when you busted him.

Elder. Isn't he the one you wrote that letter on recommending against parole?

Yeah, Elder was a good candidate, but a month or so back, Elder died of a heart

attack. All

right, enough is enough.

Put a lid on a celebration long enough.

I'd volunteer to pick up the charcoal for the barbecue, but my car isn't.

Well, my roommate borrowed mine, or I'd drive you.

Oh, okay. Wait, wait, wait.

Hey, hey, my partner, my car.

All right, guys, who's going to pick? Chicken or ribs? Oh, I love chicken. I

want chicken. Oh, no, no, no, no. No chicken. I had enough chicken in the

hospital.

I forgot my purse. I'll be right back. All right, I'll pick you up out front.

Okay.

Talk to the captain.

Hero Kipper, we got him.

The last few days have been enough.

Walls start to come in on me.

You gotta give it time.

I gotta even the score.

I gotta see that animal in my sights and pull the trigger. I gotta see him dead.

That's what I've gotta...

It

hurts, compadre, I know.

The night it happened, I laid in bed remembering the first time I saw Maggie.

She was so pretty.

She was doing cardiac hill right up there at the front of her class.

There I was, chugging up the last third of my morning workout.

She came right past and slapped me on the rear end.

Nice firm rear, she said.

How come you don't run better, Romano?

Maggie was chasing me, Hooker.

And I didn't slow up.

You caught her.

She couldn't sleep worrying about you.

No, I... I never came out and said it to her, Hooker.

I never said...

I love you Maggie.

I thought I told you to take some time off.

I told you I didn't need the time. What do you mean?

But then?

What if I do?

I'm the target.

It's my fight.

That's clear now.

I lost two, Hooker.

But you're not out to catch the suspect. You're out to kill him.

Oh, come on.

You know it's just a matter of how you make out the report.

Is that what you're planning to get out of law school?

Or is that just ignorance I'm hearing? It's what I feel.

I'm just being honest.

You forget that anger in your belly.

I'll put you back on the bench until this is over.

Hey, Hooker.

We have pen to pen areas to start looking.

These are the Explorer Scout landscape photos.

Get closest to that painting you took from Celeste.

If Tovelli was a better artist, we could narrow them down even closer.

The general locations are on the back of each picture.

We'll divide them up.

Take five hard looks apiece. Listen, you guys turn anything hot, we get a call,

right?

Let's roll.

Don't stonewall me, Stacy.

I won't.

As long as it's the cop I'm talking to.

Allendale's putting south towards industry.

Northgate, west towards Beemeyer.

Overland. Beemeyer.

Isn't there a self -storage place off of Beemeyer and Ranch Road?

Yeah, so? Maggie turned something about to Feli's father.

He managed one of those self -storage places before he died.

Not a bad place to make bombs and incendiary devices either.

It's a lead from Maggie Jr.

It's got to be good.

To start us, let's try the one where the truck is parked.

Hold it!

To belly in person.

You want to run away from that? You want to run away?

Go ahead and run.

Put it in gear, dirtbag.

Run!

You're crazy. What's going on here? I said do it!

That was a mistake.

I don't want a partner who makes those kinds of mistakes.

Turn around.

You're through, Ramona.

You got a real mistake of fact going here. Those hundred dollar bills we

stashed in your shop were no mistake.

The identifying targets on the explosion that killed a fine cop were traced to

you were no mistake.

And when they strap you into the green room and you take your first deep breath

of cyanide gas, you know for damn sure that I was dealing with a full deck of

facts.

Maybe we can make a deal, huh? So you can walk?

Anything you tell me, no way.

Come on, you want the main man, don't you? I mean, you told me yourself you

I was just a hired hand. No deal.

I'll find him one way or another and you'll both suck gas together.

Oh, come on, man. Don't talk like that. I'm talking cop -killer, Beckett. And

cop -killers don't make deals.

You've been Mirandized.

You've got something to tell me or you haven't. You've got to promise me

something. I'll promise you something.

Why did this man say that?

I don't want to die.

I don't want to die. Follow that before you snuff out the life of a police

officer. No, wait a minute.

His name is Dugan.

Walt Dugan!

He... He paid me and he fingered you. How did he find you to make the

We used to work together at Imperial Power.

But I don't know where he lives. Why is he trying to kill Hooker? I don't know,

man. Come on. Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

It was something about a... A dead friend of his you sent up. I don't know

I never asked. What else?

That's it, man. That's all I know about the dude. Wait a minute!

Look, you're going to tell the court I helped, huh? I mean, you're going to do

that, aren't you? Right.

Along with the recommendation that they give you a chance to hear the pill drop.

Book a murder walk.

Hey, come on.

Come on!

I helped you, Hooker.

You've got to tell them that.

You've got to tell them, Hooker!

You've got to tell them, Hooker!

You get a return on those $100 bills that we dug out to Valley's storage

Federal teletype just came in. They connect to a robbery of Golden West on

Spring Street back in 1977.

Score.

That was my case.

Lou Elder was a suspect that we sent to Quentin behind it.

Elder? The con you said died in prison?

Right.

Jim, wire cue for a show and tell on any cons that may have shared a cell with a

former con named Lou Elder.

Put the name of Walt Dugan at the head of the list. You got it.

You want a piece.

Who are you going to send to heaven?

They make a difference who I can pay.

Makes no difference at all.

You're absolutely right.

Got something special in today, my friend.

I think you're really going to like it.

This is a .44 caliber auto mag.

You can blow a hole in a man big enough to slam down the basket.

Well, if you've gotten mine together into that cannon, I don't know what hit

him.

I was too close to the edge. I know that now.

And I overlooked the fact that it's you who's under the gun.

Sorry.

Is that an apology?

Or a way of getting back into the cave?

Do well this summer.

That's five years.

Only his name's not Walt Dugan. It's Willie Duncan.

He was paroled six months ago.

His parole date was the same one Elder was counting on before he was denied.

Five years in a four -by -six cell together.

People can get closer than a family.

Clever. Kept Willie Duncan clean with the law while Walt Dugan ran around

killing cops.

His parole office gave me his address.

He quit his job at the power plant and broke parole.

You think he'd still be at that address?

That's all I've got.

I'll walk back in, Hooker.

What do you think?

Duncan's jacket comes in. Start looking for known associates.

Places he could be if he came back home.

Duncan's parole officer set up from back east, Jersey.

He was picked up on a 211 the first day he hit town.

He's using the cannon.

How do we find this guy? Where do we look?

He waited for us.

He'll be waiting again.

I just have to figure out where next time.

I came up with a... Ferdy LeMay did Counting Time with Duncan out here. I'm

running it down right now.

Hooker, New Jersey State Police on line two.

Over. How'd you do?

Where?

Cousin?

We were busted together.

Well, there might be something to it.

Especially if he's waiting for me.

Thank you.

How are you doing on Frédéric LeMay?

Still checking.

You bet.

I got a couple of things to go.

Yeah, operator.

Listing for a party named Duncan.

All.

Just like I figured, Polly.

It's a matter of time.

He came along.

Just like I figured.

Okay, boy.

What are you taking?

You got a big gun, too, huh, Harker?

Well, it ain't gonna help!

this goes, you lose. You can bet on it.

Don't matter, Hooker.

Nothing matters as long as you're dead.

What's your beef with me? You destroyed Lou.

Yes, it's your daddy.

Call him to see how you are.

I'm still living here.

But I'll be moving soon.

No, no, no, nothing's wrong.

I'm just calling to talk to my girl.

Camping? Yeah, you go on that trip.

You do what there is to do.

Chrissy, don't let anything pass you by.

I love you, too.