All language subtitles for Hill Street Blues s07e13 City of Refuse

You will all have noticed a malodorous
fragrance pervading our building

of uncollected garbage in the alley and
beneath our windows and intensified by a

warm snap in the weather. In short, the
city's garbage strike goes into day 12.

And as we all feared, we will now have
to assist sanitation department

on emergency refuse pickups.

Uniforms assigned half day only.

Morning detail, Brown, Kozicki,
Richardson, Snyder, Hill, and Renko.

my back won't take it, and none the less
my pride won't take it. Not to mention

my dignity as a police officer. As far
as our pride and dignity, Andrew, there

is a Turkish saying, and I translate
roughly, if I am a gentleman and you are

gentleman... Who will take out the
trash?

Plainclothes personnel will not be
spared. Detectives LaRue and Washington

garbage collection.

Afternoon detail.

Hello, Sarge.

We're in court on the Benitez thing.
Preliminary hearing. Well, can't you

postpone it? 72 -hour deadline. If we
don't make it, he's paroling Dill and

by midnight.

Of course, if we happen to get done by
around noon or so, we'll be glad to

in.

Item 8, as if our hands weren't already
full, we have today the funeral cortege

of drug kingpin Gerard Cullen, dead at
31.

stabbed in his Harrisonville cell by an
unknown sailor. So young and so

innocent. Talk about stinking trash. To
forestall trouble, the city has granted

a parade permit along Decker Avenue, and
Lieutenant Bunce will supervise.

Uniformed personnel, please check the
board for crowd control.

Ah,

item last.

A new recruit.

Please welcome Officer Gracie Allen.

Assignment rat poaching.

Immediate environs of the station house.

Don't hit him.

We're talking 12 foot high piles of cock
out here. I'd rather pick up garbage

than be proud to be told for that
dinner. Can you believe the city's pants

tough to stand around like damn onigars
that Gerard covered?

He's a hero.

Every pretty grace of the neaters, Neil.

Have you two got the lab report on
Benita's alleged cocaine?

I brought them in yesterday.

They should be ready now. We'll be
picking them up on the way from the lab

the way to court. And what lab is that?
The cities are a private contractor.

Contractor? What's the difference?

They'll be there, don't worry.

And what does the PBA say? It's in the
contract. Well, I didn't contract to

up no garbage, and I and the PBA
represent... Now, officers Hill and

Phillips. I'm sanitation.

Just for a moment, please.

So I will shortly be calling our lawyer
to try to invalidate this travesty. But

first I must go and prioritize my own
emergency dump site.

Excuse me.

Oh, Dale.

I'm driving you guys to Holland.

The limousine is parked out front,
Dibble. What does he mean he's

whose dump site?

I got a dumpster in front of my donut
shop.

I paid good money for it. And this loony
toon's dumping his garbage in it all

day. What is loony toon?

His insult, yes?

Write down, he says I am Looney Tune in
public. What the heck is this?

Evidence.

Verbal description will do, officer.
This freaking stuff reeks.

It is not my garbage. You are a liar.
Write down, he says I am liar.

I am Looney Tune. Give me the stuff
you're asking for.

Mine now.

Yes, his.

Approve it, Greaseball. I'll prove it,
Greaseball. You call me Greaseball. Come

on, prove it, prove it.

Donut. Greaseball.

Idiot.

I've got to talk to an officer, please.

I got him.

Howard.

We've got a hostage situation.

Wilcox has been shot. We're not sure how
bad.

Division is requesting you take over
emergency action for the duration.

Me?

Frank, first I heard. If Division wants
you, go.

Crane Hotel, as soon as you can.

What about squadrons? Sergeant Bates can
come.

Howard.

Right. Right.

All day, all night.

Junk is standing around on my lawn,
buying and selling their poison.

Forty years now I kept that lawn nice.

We've got to get you to the hospital,
sir.

It makes the house treasure.

Feels good.

Brings birds to the door. We've got to
fight with some crack dealers outside

house.

You know, you should have called us, Mr.
Sloan. That's our job. Marvin Sloan

fights his own battles.

Excuse me, I'm sorry.

Officer Rizzo will take your spot on the
street. We'll have the squad room for a

couple of hours.

Will you guys get him over to Mercy
Emergency?

He doesn't hear very well.

Where are you going?

We got to do something for those cuts,
old -timer. You don't have to yell.

I ain't no invalid.

Everybody wants to report yesterday.

My assistant's out with the flu. Makes
Monday the earliest possible.

Oh, terrific.

Your assistant's out with the flu, so a
serious criminal's gonna walk.

Couldn't you hire a temp just for a
couple of days? You show me where I find

for the lousy money the city pays.

Hey, we ain't an employment agency.

And I'm not either. And the longer we
argue, the longer it takes me to get

through my do -outs, which I take in
order, and which you gentlemen are

somewhere near the bottom.

Good day.

Good to have you back, sir.

Thank you.

How's Lieutenant Wilcox?

Shoulder wound.

They say he's okay.

Have you talked to our man up there yet?

Nothing.

Any information?

Yeah. Stuck his head out the window,
took a couple of pot shots.

I don't know.

I heard some laughing.

men get off asking for parity with
police officers. You know how much

the average garbage man lives in. You
know how long it takes to become a cop.

Tell me how many hundred tons. You don't
make no sense. Tell me how many dozens.

What?

Funeral for Cullen.

Officer,

can't you spread the crowd for us? Let
us get through. Uh -uh, not till the

parade passes.

We're behind already.

We gotta wait. We're gonna miss the
garbage guy on Port Street.

Listen, turn it around and wait.

I can't let you through.

Hey,

what are you doing? Get out of the way,
son. We got a route to Duke. We're going

through.

Police officer.

This is the black man's bill. You coming
down here to hassle us? Hey, I tell you

what, Blood. Why don't you give us
Cullen's casket, man? We'll save you the

to the cemetery. Put it right up there
in the truck right now.

Put the rest in the trash.

What's your problem?

I'm looking at it.

Now, when you gonna move?

When I'm through, man.

You through now.

Benitez, control substance, on for
preliminary hearing.

Detectives, glad you could make it.

You ready to proceed?

No, Your Honor.

That report's not ready.

Oh, come on.

Defense application.

Parole. 72 -hour rule.

Your Honor, in the people's opinion, if
Mr. Benitez is paroled today, he won't

be back until the next time he's
arrested. Mr. Bernstein, I don't make up

laws. And I didn't invent the fact we've
got a record number of drug busts. How

about... till the close of business,
Judge.

Defendant was arraigned at 10 a .m.
three days ago.

Damn it, Judge. We worked hard on this
caller.

That's not our fault that they farmed
this stuff out to those incompetent

private labs. Guy had a personnel
problem.

If I put the case on for four
detectives, would it make a difference?

Yes. Could the lab do its report by
then?

Yes, I believe so. They indicated a
strong possibility.

You see, your client's a bail jumper
from way back, Mr. Davenport.

I'm sure Detective LaRue wouldn't
deceive this tribunal.

On again at four.

Any shot?

All kinds of shot.

Sure, guys.

How? How? How? I don't know how.

You,

you, sir, are a true genius.

Okay, assault, disturbing the peace,
interfering with a police officer in the

performance of his duty.

Collecting the garbage, that your duty?
Yes, it is.

You know, Harry Kessler, didn't he go to
pharmacy school or something? Uh -uh,

veterinary school, you know.

Officer Hill, we heard that you dumped
the garbage on the hearse, but we didn't

hear why.

No comment.

Officer Hill?

No.

Why don't you talk to Mr. Phillips here,
Sid? He's got something to say.

Okay.

You were making a statement about
Cullen.

We just want you to put it in words.

Granted, there was provocation.

But it sounds to me as if your reactions
were over the line.

Out of proportion.

Captain, a public funeral honoring a man
like Gerard Cullen is out of

proportion, too. I don't think for a
minute I disagree with that.

But I don't have to tell you that your
behavior could have caused a disaster.

We almost had a riot on our hands. I
know.

But I have been cleaning up Cullen's
methods for so long that I'm... I can

you reasons in a blow -by -blow on your
report. For now, I'm looking to see what

the disciplinary action's in order.

I can understand that, sir. I can see
how you'd want to consider that option.

Am I dismissed?

I mean, how many guys know their way
around the chemistry of controlled

substances as well as you? You can get
them to make a good dollar at it all

within the law.

Oh, yeah? Oh, thanks for nothing.

Nick, what's the name of that high
school chemistry teacher we busted for

indecent exposure?

Am I overhearing the need for skilled
help here? You want bucks?

Go ask Sergeant Bates.

Come on, guys.

I heard what I heard. What kind of
controlled substance are we talking

Hey, J .D., don't even think it. He has
had experience testing coke, Neil. Am I

right, Sam? Are turkeys nervous in
November?

So, I can quack and I can waddle across
the street.

But that don't make me no duck.

You want to lose Benita's meal? We don't
have a vast amount of time here.

You busy this afternoon?

The things I got penciled in could be
erased for the proper compensation. Come

on.

Bobby Hill, line three.

Hey, what?

Officer Hill speaking.

Excuse me?

Just a second.

Communications, I want to trace line
three.

Did you get that?

Yeah, we got it. We got it.

I'm sorry.

I lost you there for a second.

We've gone up at the hill, Hill Street
Station.

Is it me you want to talk to?

This is Harry. This is Harry, right?

Harry, have we outgrown these practical
jokes, partner?

Yeah, hold on for a second.

Hello. Yes, sir.

The man said you're a dead cop. For the
cons, people.

Nail one at last. It was just a phone
booth.

109th and Blessed Avenue.

It's a funeral, Father, right?

Cullen's getting it. Bobby, is this
right? Somebody just threatened you?

Let's go visiting, huh?

See if we can't arrange a frank and open
exchange of views here.

Let's go.

Let's go.

So, Ma, do you remember anything else
about the jerks who hit you besides one

them had shades and the other had purple
shoes?

The other had...

And the white Panama, he was sort of
wiry.

There was three of them.

It happened so fast.

But I got one good licking, I think.
Now, Mr. Sloan, what about your glasses?

The nurse says that your prescription's
out of date.

I can see it enough to see you're a fine
-looking woman.

Plus, you need a new hearing aid.

Say that again?

You need a new hearing aid. Hey, all
that stuff costs money.

Get down on my shrubs. There used to be
a fitter in the house when I bought it.

Kept it nice for years.

I didn't know it was going to become the
crack stand of the neighborhood.

You live alone?

Yeah, my wife's inside now.

She's praying the dealers don't bust
over my skull. Mr. Sloan, we're going to

try and get more patrol.

This was a quiet place.

I built some of these houses.

Used to be a hard carrier.

Twenty pounds of mud on my shoulders, up
and down scaffolding all day.

Pat, get the social services book.

Yeah. Look, I ain't gonna stand in no
lines all day for no charity. Now, look,

Medicaid isn't charity, Mr. Sloan. It's
your right.

Now, you change your mind about those
eyeglasses and getting your hearing aid

fixed, and then you call these numbers,
okay?

And meanwhile, you gotta be careful
around those guys.

They come back.

They better be careful.

Got some info on the hostage.

A shrink from Uxbridge Hospital, Dr.
Katch.

Valentine's been coming to him once a
week for counseling.

Shrink, Judas.

I'll wager the man's wishing he'd gone
into podiatry.

Valentine? Have you established the kill
zone yet, Hunter?

When's Kettlehopper's recon unit
detaching a Boy Scout team up here? Come

execute the game plan!

No one is going to try and trick you,
Valentine.

I've got your assault Bible.

I give you my word, we are holding our
fire, Ballantyne.

Go ahead. Deploy those goose -stepping
clones, Meyerhoff and Simpson, up the

back fire escape.

They'll walk into a turkey shoot.

I'll limit the back fire escape to back
off until ordered.

Turn fire, sir. No.

He can be talked down, I'm sure of it.
In any event, he's got to shrink too

close.

Ballantyne.

Valentine, how did we come to this?

Thanks. Think about what you're doing.
You shot a fellow eater.

Yes, I did, Hunter.

I did that.

And I regret that. Good.

Jack, that's good.

Yeah.

Bad taste to come here, follow the
people at a time like this? Who said

We want you, Manly.

We got something to discuss.

Bring him.

What's this thing we got to discuss?

Aside from you got our man Burroughs on
phony charges. Gee, I don't know. Pick a

subject. Right on!

You've never threatened cops, pal.
That's something you never, ever do. All

right. Well, I can't find any weapons,
Mick. You... You've got no respect for

fine thread.

What do you think, Norm?

Maybe the weapon is in the clothes.

The lining, sure. All right, Mick. Come
on, let's have your jackets.

Come on, let's have your jackets.

What'd they say?

They didn't make much conversation.

Is that the last people?

Gentlemen, we have been put down and
plowed under by division, by lawyers, by

street gummers all these many years, and
today we stood up and fought back.

Here's to us.

All right.

Partner.

Press.

How come I don't smell any garbage?

Because the wind shifted.

Patrick, my Panama hat.

And purple shoes, as per Mr. Sloan's
assailant, as I live and breathe.

This guy's got a collar. Y 'all want
some help, officer?

Stop! Police!

Up against the wall. Let's go. Hands on
your hands. I'm clean here.

Send my wife to flip the yard dash.

I'd like to see my girlfriend.

Where are you taking her? The sovereign?

Oh, you're saving his pennies to buy a
crack?

And my girlfriend gave me that.

If it's illegal to have money, put all
the white people in jail.

Let me guess.

Your girlfriend's calling.

Are you well -versed in lab procedure,
Mr...

Thurston, this guy was practically born
in a test tube. Well, I'll have to do

some background checking. Well, you're
welcome to call my references, but it's

still kind of early in Hawaii.

He'll work cheap, won't you, Mr.
Thurston?

Well, within reason for a man of my
credentials. Give the man a little

demonstration, Sidney. Oh, I would love
to. May I?

Would you?

Here. This is... You got a scale?

That's about a half a pound.

Actually, just a little under. There you
go.

Hey, point for force. Six? Bingo!

Vinegar? Acetic acid?

They're a little bit informal about
labels in Hawaii.

Hawaii?

Acetic acid, vinegar, whatever.

Just a pinch of the unidentified
substance.

Rock it out with a dash of cobalt
thiocyanate.

Say the tragic, magic words.

Oh, turns to a blushing blue.

Meaning? Meaning it's got the right
beat, but at this point, we don't know

whether we can dance to it.

Confirmatory test?

You got any platinum chloride in the
cupboard?

Okay, okay.

Okay, okay, I'm hired? Okay, he's hired.

And we get our report, right, Mr.
Kruger?

Yeah, yeah. See you in one hour, Sidney.

It's the sugar from the donuts.

The sugar it's a mood deal like a roller
coaster goes up and down there land set

it out for me well Well, they need the
sugar. It's got to be something we got

easy on the garbage detail We got to tap
dance on some bad guys head at a good

time for the first time a long time As
in captain perilla jury still out on

whether or not he'll discipline me for
flinging that garbage now, man That's

just a reprimand. It's a slap. Then what
do I do the gold brought to some hoods

with? With you guys like a bunch of damn
rookies. They threatened your life.

What are you going to do about that,
man? They threatened your life.

See?

Doesn't he realize what it's like
standing out there while Cullen's men

passers like peacocks. Got to see it
from this side.

Yeah, something goes wrong like that.
It's like the department's responsible

something like that.

All units in vicinity. Shooting at dump
site. Corner of Hudson and 111. Operator

of garbage truck down.

Hit it. Come on.

I got him.

I shot him between the legs.

You know what I mean?

He's about my height.

Can you

back up, sir?

He's not breathing.

It's bad, right?

An abdominal wound?

It's just a violation, sir. It's also
fading. We're losing him. We're losing

him. Man.

They're gonna lose him.

Come on, breathe, breathe.

I'm okay.

They're gonna lose him, Rico.

Morning. Morning, gentlemen.

Good morning.

The driver standing by had fun to take
me to Farmingdale. But I had to stop by

and say it. It's a hell of a day for the
department, Frank.

How a man heals sabotaging that dope
dealer's funeral procession. I love it.

Hill's stunt was provocative,
uncontrolled, and now it turns out...

Frank, try and be a human being for
once, will you? And now it turns out we

have a homicide because of it.

Somebody just shot Earl Phillips, the
man who was driving the truck Hill was

His chances of recovery are lousy.

One of Cullen's men? We don't know that.

Phillips shot back, wounded the man.
We're checking all the hospitals.

Well, of course, that is unfortunate.

But worth it, Chief?

Keep me informed on the investigation.

And Frank, about Hill's behavior.

Try and get behind your men, will you?

They aren't diplomats.

The Peace Corps.

Excellent work today, officer.

Guy we were with out there just died.

Phillips?

Then he was a hero.

Chief Daniels, just one moment of your
time, please. I have a call waiting for

you, gentlemen.

I've time for one, maybe two.

Well, Mr. Sloan?

Take your time.

Take all day. It won't make no
difference.

Honest to truth, I couldn't see their
faces. Dan, I can't see them now.

Don't be sorry. Just get your eyes
fixed.

And your hearing.

I'm going to take you over there myself
to make sure.

Not today. I'm all worn out today.

Then tomorrow.

And we're going to make sure that
there's more drive -bys on your street,

Sloan.

Is there something I can do for you two
now that you've done for me?

Thanks, but that's not necessary, Mr.
Sloan. Oh, yeah, there is.

I can wise you up.

You two ain't married, is you? No.

Well, you ought to be.

To each other.

Well, you're going to find yourself a
woman finer than this and kinder and

prettier.

Mr. Sloan.

Old man's privilege.

I tell you, thank you.

Yeah.

Captain, the guy just checked that
emergency room at Mercy. It's a little

on manhood. Fits the description.

Let's go. Get DA authorization and an
arrest warrant.

Will do.

I'll be with you in a minute, guys. What
the hell's going on here? Don't worry

about this. This ain't your stuff.

Could you get me to fire a thing with
your detective?

I'm trying out certain ideas, certain
combinations in a designer field of

medication.

Maybe I'll invent something. They
already got the neutron bomb set.

Where's Kruger?

He's over at O'Malley's, which, even if
the health inspector is right next

door... I still don't eat there. The
report, Sid?

Oh, yeah, right.

Tested mucho, El Topo. You did good,
Sid. Well, it was a righteous gig. I got

really thank you guys for putting me on
to it.

Don't mention it to anybody, Sid.

What's he paying, by the way?

Between you and Kruger. Great.

Hey, Madame Curie, you got another fire
going there?

How about it? Can we talk to Higby?

Doctor says no. Is this doctor aware
that Higby's under arrest for murder?

also been under general anesthesia.

What's the PT doing in there, watching
him sleep?

Let me take a shot.

Mr. Abbott.

I'm short on time, Lieutenant.

This won't take long.

Higby. Case against him's a lock, right?

There's the gun in his car, the blood on
his shirt, a witness on the street.

Mostly circumstantial. If you're leading
up to some kind of deal, I've already

told the DA my client's not interested.

Your client's a flea, Miss Davenport.
He's a microscopic particle.

It's the people who hired him we want.

I've told you, Lieutenant, we're not
looking for any deals.

I'm doing court.

This is a deal with the difference,
please.

Well?

Thing is, seeing Higby's definitely
going to do some time, probably a lot.

The only question is what kind of time
he's going to do, considering his

condition. What condition?

You're familiar with the exact nature of
Higby's wound.

The way it lightened him up, I mean. So
now he's a little short in the crucial

equipment department.

As my grandmother used to say, what's
that got to do with the price of beans?

I wouldn't be discussing this with your
grandmother.

Sort of a delicate area.

I'm listening.

If Higby's fellow inmates were to
somehow find out how he ain't the man he

used to be, how he ain't even a man at
all, so to speak.

You're saying he'd be abused?

As in badly.

And unless Higby names his alleged
employers, you'd see to it that somebody

the word out.

That offer is astoundingly improper,
Lieutenant. You try it and I'll hit you

with a restraining order. Just tell him
what I told you, all right?

I'll, of course, relay to Mr. Higby
anything that's relevant to his case.

That's all we can ask, Counselor.

Do you remember the survivalist
conference, Jack? How we had to bivouac

swamp? We were only 50 yards from the
headquarters, but the fog was so thick,

just couldn't see it. And remember,
remember how we sang songs to keep up

spirits?

Sure, sure you do, Jack.

Let's sing now.

Maybe... Maybe I ought to take over,
Howard.

Is that an order, Lieutenant?

It's no order, Howard. I just thought
I'd give it a try.

Valentine, this is Lieutenant Goldblum.
Oh, oh, swell.

Super. Now I get that steady, reasonable
stuff, huh? The psychological approach.

I already got a psychologist up here at
Goldbloom and I'm about to blow his head

off! No psychological stuff, just a
direct appeal to your intelligence.

Come out. Come down. You can't do
yourself any good in there, Valentine.

Okay. Sure.

You got me.

One condition.

What's that?

You shoot Hunter for me and toss his
body out where I can see it.

Valentine. Valentine, listen to me.

He's reaching some kind of breaking
point.

If we have a shot...

We're going to have to take it. We're
still in a talk mode.

Shall I try again?

Jack?

Jack, it's me.

Now, listen to me, son.

You are angry at me.

And I'm sure that you feel that you have
every right that I have been pompous or

vain on occasion.

On occasion?

I understand how you feel, Jack.

Okay, Hunter.

I'll sing with you.

Say again?

I remember that song we sang. Good.

Jack, good.

Over hill, over dale We will hit the
dusty trail As the

caissons are rolling along Counter
-march right about Hear the

wagon soldiers shout As those caissons
are rolling along

me like i was a child playing on my
feelings about military service but but

wanted to sing jack you said i'll sing
with you do you remember jack

I know it's a lot to ask, but you must
try not to blame Jack.

I don't blame Jack.

I blame you, the great Lieutenant
Hunter.

Jack trusted you. You were the father he
never had. But you were too busy

hanging upside down from the ceiling or
dating transsexuals.

He told you that?

Ragged you pretty hard, sir.

Oh, yes.

Man's obviously suffering from negative
transference.

Recall, docket N695314, Raul Benitez.

I don't see Miss Davenport.

Oh, she's on another case, Your Honor.
I'm counsel for the defense.

Christine, do we have our lab report?

In that case, I'm granting defense's
request for parole.

Got it, Your Honor.

No sweat fell any weight.

What did you do, buy the guy a ticket to
the Bahamas?

Don't answer that.

This looks in order.

Okay.

I think we're ready for a preliminary
hearing.

Oh, man.

Thank you, Your Honor.

And may I add that this is an example of
the private sector and the public

sector working hand in hand. Thank you.

You know, I can't believe how quickly
Higby rolled over on his boss. Yeah,

the remainder of his privates were in
danger.

garbage truck, man.

All right, turn in here and face the
camera and shut your damn mouth.

Move! Move! Come on!

Hey, all right.

John Manley, Butch Jones, David Morris,
conspiracy to commit murder, all three

of them.

Lieutenant, Chief Daniels says that the
arrest of Cullen's men, quote, strikes a

heavy blow against drug traffic here on
the hill. Would you agree with that?

Sure. The last half hour, at least,
depends on the weather.

Look at that, partner. It's the biggest
bust since the Brinks job, and we could

have had a taste of it if they wouldn't
have pulled us off trash detail.

Hey, it can't feel too bad, may it?
We've done pretty well ourselves today.

have to hand it to you, gentlemen. I
heard you really pulled the rabbit out

the hat with that lab test.

Just a couple of guys doing our jobs,
Mr. Attenport.

Two weeks' worth of work scorched by
that arsonist you pounded off on me as a

chemist. Excuse me, what chemist is
that? It's police business, Mr.

Attenborough. Could we discuss this in
private, Mr. Keyes? Plus, is that moron

lifted three grams of coke? Probably out
frying his pea brain right now.

Must be some kind of mistake, sir. Only
mistake is I let you talk me into

believing that Lizard had a degree.

I called a reference number on his
application and got the bluebird of

happiness, massage parlor in Honolulu.

Excuse me, Detective Val, what was the
name of that chemist you hired?

Thurston.

Sidney Thurston.

No way.

It's like it's going to be a long road
back for him.

Yeah.

I thought I could reach him.

Truth is, I wasn't very good out there
today.

I felt like I was being jostled by
shadows.

You did fine.

I didn't think I was going to get a
chance to put this on for a while.

Any word from the review board yet? No.

Mr. Allen.

Good hunting, officer.

I want Benitez paroled and the lab
report redone right away. Captain, the

was legally hired by a bona fide lab, so
what's the problem? The problem is your

chemist has been convicted of four
felonies and he got his degree at

Harrisonville for making license plates.

Now get out of here and do your jobs
right.

Right, Captain.

It's a case of misguided initiative.

Sorry.

Doctor. The best thing I presume.

You're coming with us, kid.

You might want in on this, Lieutenant.

Come on. Guys.

Hey, Pasa.

Snitch's court is now in session.

Evidence, Exhibit A. Two grams of rock
found in the defendant's shirt pocket.

Hey, come on. I went to bat for you
guys.

Snitch's court is more like kangaroo
court. Exhibit B. One hundred dollars

in the defendant's pants pocket.

Fender will rise.

The defendant, Sidney Thurston, is
accused of the crime of ripping off

controlled substances while tricking for
his employers at Kruger's Labs. What's

the verdict?

Verdict? What about the fair and
adequate defense part?

Guilty. Guilty.

On to sentencing. Come on, wait!

The jurors will keep in mind the
severity of the crimes, especially the

that the defendant queered a bust and
put his employers in a jackpot with

boss. Listen, I didn't cop this stuff.
What we're talking about is taking him

my private lab for some extracurricular
testing.

Well, jurors.

One hundred dollar fine.

Plus ten pieces of information gratis.
I'm going to fight this.

Court's adjourned. The defendant can go.

I'll go. The next time you need a
chemist, call Mr. Wizard.

She's no... If

you want to know what I decided about

discipline... I don't, I mean...

Here, I just want to talk to you.

About? About, uh, I'm not happy with...
I had a lot of

trouble being a cop today, Captain.

I don't just mean the garbage.

We rousted Cullen's men today.

We? A couple of the guys.

After we talked?

Yeah. A roust?

It's something we don't talk about, but
arouses something we sometimes do.

But after this morning, Captain, when I
lost it, I lost control, I...

You have the feeling you ran amok,
Officer Hill?

Yeah, I guess so. Know that you're a
good cop.

Most days.

Know it.

There must have been a couple of
thousand people there.

Can't really tell from the pictures.

I'm not guessing from the TV.

I hooked school today to check it out.

Does that make me bad?

I'm not too crazy about your playing
hooky, but no, babe.

Don't go thinking bad thoughts about
yourself.

I mean, my mother and my sister died
from dope.

And there I was, chasing some pushy's
funeral like it was a circus.

Faye, when I was a kid, a guy got shot
at the barbershop down the

corner. Some hoodlum, you know, very big
deal.

You know how many Cadillacs were at his
funeral?

Eleven.

You know exactly eleven?

I know because I was running alongside
counting them.

There was twenty there today.

Yeah. Last year we'd take two weeks at
the beach.

Rains ten days.

Never fails.

Same thing happened the year before
that.

Hailstorm, too.

Hailstorm in August.

All units, man with the shotgun sighted
at 115th, one block south of Decker

Corner House.

Come on! Hey, look out, man! Shotgun!

Let's get out of here!

There he is.

We told him twice.

Twice, Kevin. Yeah, we yelled, drop the
gun, and he wheels on us. He left us no

way to go.

I mean, what the hell? Is he deaf or
something? Yeah.

As a matter of fact, he was.

Are you serious?

Oh, man.

Give your statements to SID, then go
take a breather.

Want to get a beer?

Yeah.

Here's the music.

God love it.

You like jazz?

Sure.

I mean, I don't know if I exactly
understand it, but... If it's

music, it's all right with me.

If you don't like it, I could put on
something else.

Hey, I love it.

All music.

Especially when something bad's gone
down.

Without music, I could lie in bed alone
all night long doing instant replays.

You know what I mean?

Yeah, I know all about that.

Patrick isn't wise.