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What's the story on this guy, anyway?

He was vague.

He did say Joey Rubino would be involved.

So I figured it was worth a chat.

Joey Rubino, the Rubicon racket guy?

That's what he said.

Huh?

Who's he?

He. He's the guy that called me.

You don't even know this guy?

I know we're practically married, but let's lose the nagging thing, all right?

Just curious.

What is that?

What?

Is that an earthquake?

What?

Joe? Yeah?

Buckle up.

We're looking one way in or out.

I'm thinking this is a setup.

So good guess, Joe. Try to shoot out his tires.

Any ideas?

Yeah, I'm thinking next time we just see eye on a coffee shop.

Oh, damn.

All right, call for backup.

We're better off.

You think?

One. Let's go.

Did you just play possum?

Nothing would surprise me now.

You know him?

Never saw him before.

Who killed him?

Hell, I'm more interested in who's trying to kill us.

In fact, a parking ticket. His name was Jimmy Gantry. He was a poultry farmer

from Petaluma.

Ha, I knew it, El Pollo Loco.

Man, those chicken guys are all nuts, man. I think it has to do with the

incubator fumes and the grain dust.

What is this? Broken collarbone, shattered fibula, cracked cranium?

We left him alone for two minutes.

Those were all pre -existing injuries.

What killed him? Broken neck. Well, that'll do it. Every time.

And there's no connection to me and Joe. We didn't arrest him. We didn't put any

of his relatives away. Before this afternoon, he never saw either of you,

as I can tell.

What about the phantom killer? Gone with the wind, baby. What's this?

Found that in his wallet.

Was that a phone number?

Nah, too many digits for a local, too few for overseas.

What about a vehicle ID number?

Two digits shy of that.

Swiss bank account?

Poultry farmer with a Swiss bank account?

Makes the most sense to the poultry farmer trying to crush us with a monster

truck.

Got a point there.

Check and see if Gantry had any connections with Zurich, all right?

And meantime, get me an address on Poultry Man. Okay, we know he roosted in

mission. I'll have an exact in five minutes. Call me in the car.

Hey, can we take a bigger car this time? Maybe a bus?

Any prospects?

Got a few candidates lined up.

We're set up at the coffee bar for tonight. These guys are my prospects.

Okay, this guy's raped five women. Don't take any unnecessary chances.

Harvin and Evan are going to be right there.

Yeah, like I said, no unnecessary chances.

Nash. Hi, Daddy. How's it going?

Hi, sweetheart. Fine. How are you? Great. Are you free for dinner?

Uh, when?

Tonight. Um, Paul made reservations at this place called the Neon Iguana.

Uh, who's Paul?

A friend. The reason why we're having dinner.

How's eight?

Uh, that sounds great, honey. Great. Okay, I'll see you there. Bye.

Cassidy? Yep, she wants me to meet Paul.

This is definitely a first.

Must be getting serious.

She's 19.

Uh, weren't you engaged at 19?

Don't push my button.

But I'm so good at it.

What are you doing this afternoon, handsome?

This guy's already sent us his picture.

He doesn't even close to resemble our rapist. He's got blonde hair, no scar on

the forehead.

Now, unless you're trying to set up a date for yourself, move over.

Okay, fine.

I like classical music and a quiet night alone with a good book. Every woman

who's met our rapist on the Internet said the same thing.

He goes for professional conservative women.

Right.

So what kind of music do you like?

Oh, jazz, Joni Mitchell, old R &B.

Really? So do I.

Really? Well, seriously.

Houston, the eagle has landed.

Okay. Let's see, we got Dark Hair, 6 -2, and then two Carlos Fuente novels.

What's that do we have free?

What do we got?

We got 7 p .m.

Okay, how's coffee stay around 7?

Cool. Put him on the board.

Romeo at 7.

Hey, look.

True Romantic sent his picture.

I'm the one that got him interested, actually.

Oh, dear.

Whoa.

Full Monty.

Whoo, baby.

This isn't the home of the gym.

Certainly has the aroma of one.

You can reach those windows, knock one out.

Look at this stuff.

Electrolyte enhancer.

Metabolic body blaster. Builds muscle while it burns fat. Maybe I should try

this. Don't drink the evidence, Joe.

Jimmy Gantry, Northern California kickboxing champion.

Looks like our dead guy was one of those ultimate fighting geeks.

Ultimate fighting, that's where a bunch of bouncers get together and beat each

other up when anything goes level?

Well, anything but eye gouging and hooking.

What's hooking?

Hooking is when they stick a finger in your mouth and rip your face off.

Glad we don't have to worry about that.

So why would an ultimate fighter want to kill us?

Practice?

Okay. Why is my car wearing shoes?

Oh, maybe it's a good smirk and stop by to change your oil on it. Eh, no.

Yo, that's a good wrench. What a... Hey!

Hey! You do smell checks, too?

Joe, come over here and grab on, eh?

Come over here.

Come on, get out of here.

All right.

Go ahead. No,

no, no, no. You don't want to get into the ultimate, ultimate fight, Bubba.

Now put your hands on your head.

Now.

Hey, hey, hey.

No,

that's not a smart move there.

Does that thing have brakes on it?

Nope.

I think it will stop before it gets down to the... No.

Oh, I hope he's got good HMO.

We've got 15 minutes.

Oh,

hey, bro.

You look good.

So do you.

Parole hearing's still set for tomorrow, right?

Three o 'clock.

Nash Bridges?

Still alive.

You may want to increase the amount.

Nothing succeeds like greed.

We're business people.

I never overpay for anything.

Not even your freedom?

Okay.

Tell the guy to add another two hundred.

Consider it done.

I miss you.

Not for long.

You'll be out soon.

You do? Point it uphill.

Oh, Evan, could you welcome Mr. Ching to the SIU family?

With pleasure. Hold that. I've got this, uh, out for Mr. Ching.

Internet address?

Well, of course it is.

Well,

let's see what's got all these ultimate fighting geeks all hungry.

Okay, we've got surfage.

Oh, now that's cute. Hey, you got your own website.

Oh, it's a numerical equivalent of killnashbridges .com.

What's going on here?

Bubba, your bounty just went up. Hey, that's really good news.

Good picture of you.

You got background on Mr. Ching?

Yeah, also an ultimate fighter.

Apparently he was pretty good at it. It seems that he won a couple of Taekwondo

championships. Yeah, but he never won a skateboard championship.

Contact all the ultimate fighting organizations in the nation. Get a list

the participants.

As far as I'm concerned, they're all liable to be coming after me. And tell

Harvey to giddy up on tracking that website.

You got it.

Eminently on it.

I got nothing to say.

Oh, you got a lot to say, Bubba. You just ain't saying it.

Look, I know how this works.

You try to get me to give you information for a reduced sentence.

Not interested.

You don't plead down attempted murder on a cop, butthead.

You don't.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. You see, you're done.

You're going away.

You're going to do time.

Twelve minimum.

Minimum time, maximum security.

You know where the real ultimate fights take place?

And that's just when Big Bubba wants your share of tapioca pudding.

You don't look too happy, Happy.

Is that painkiller wearing off? Or is reality setting in?

What do you want from me?

Who gave you the webpage address?

Your brother's doing a hard time down at Lompoc Romance Lock.

Yeah, so?

What's your point? You're going to be in D -Block in San Quentin.

Unless you want to talk shop.

And then I can get you a bunk down there with your brother at the Lompoc Villas.

Maybe.

Offer expires in five seconds.

All right.

It was emailed to all of us.

So it must have been someone who, uh...

Knew a lot of ultimate fighters.

No kidding.

Well, la -ti -da, that's not very illuminating.

You can do better.

Okay.

I heard it was Becca Tate.

Becca Tate?

How do I know that name?

She's Louis Jackson's sister and lawyer.

Aren't you supposed to testify against Louis Jackson at his parole hearing

tomorrow? Why, yes, I am.

Thanks, Happy.

Things are starting to make a lot more sense now. I'll let your brother know

you're on your way.

Oh, baby, this is one superior website.

Unfortunately, they've got your number, Nash. Favorite haunts, detailed

description of your car, home address.

Should we check in on Nick?

He's in San Diego, visiting an old Navy buddy, thank God.

They've also got current cases you're working on. Must be how Gantry baited

Whoever set this up must have hacked into SFPD computer network.

Barb, how's the hunt for the webmaster coming?

It's an offshore account, West Indies. We're tracking it through the accounting

records. We're close.

Stay on it. Evan, give me everything you can on Louis Jackson's sister, Becca

Tate. Who's Louis Jackson?

He was the first straight -to -video gay porno kingpin back in the mid-'80s.

He'd get rid of the competition the old -fashioned way. He'd burn them out.

Arson? His last court job killed four people, two of them kids.

Nash pays respects every other year by attending his parole hearing to make

they won't let this guy out.

I can see why he wants you dead.

Ditto. Get on it. I'm a -getting.

Do I know you?

That's how my mother pictured me.

She doesn't mind the badge and gun bit?

She's getting used to it. Well, you look great. Thanks. Don't take your eye off

of her, Louise.

Call San Quentin.

Pack it through to my car. Tell the warden it's about Louis Jackson.

I missed my yard time.

Bitch, isn't it?

Even when you're in prison.

I can pull your chain just on a moment's notice.

Lock you down, move yourself, change the job.

Bring you in here in the middle of the night.

Hell, I pretty much own your ass, don't I?

Do you get some kind of perverse thrill harassing me, Inspector?

Do you get some perverse satisfaction out of killing kids, Lewis?

I served my time.

Yeah, you should have gotten a gas chamber, Bubba.

The jury didn't share your view.

Come on over here and sit down, Lewis.

Tell me about your sister.

She's a wonderful lawyer, isn't she?

You better get together and have a little family chat.

Call off this bounty thing, or I'm going to change the rules.

I don't know what you're talking about.

The Internet website, Lewis.

I'm in prison.

I don't have a computer.

I certainly don't have a website, whatever that is.

Well, you better get access to one.

Because you've got a big problem.

Me.

In here, we settle our disputes man to man, Inspector.

Well, out here, I settle my differences by winning them.

So, Paul, what do you do for a living?

Photographer. He just finished shooting the firemen of the Bay Area calendar.

What a fabulous experience.

I spent three weeks at various fire stations, and you should see these guys.

They worked this really rough and tumble job, but they looked like they just

popped out of GQ.

Oh, really?

They were so sincere and generous with their time.

Far cry from New York.

Hmm. Is that where you're from? Yes.

Paul's taking me there.

To New York? Yeah, just for the weekend. We're going to go see Rent.

Oh, fabulous show. I've seen it three times.

I had this completely transcendent experience.

Like it was me on stage.

Like they were singing about my life.

I know what you mean. You like West Side Story? I was Tony.

Sandy, Grease. I know. Total cornball, but I loved it.

Can we get back to this New York thing?

Great. Where are you staying?

Well, Paul's good friend is the concierge at the Soho Grand. He's giving

deal. Oh, this is great.

Two rooms, huh?

Daddy. Daughter.

If I was at college right now, I'd be in a co -ed dorm.

He's got a point there.

Did I tell you that Paul's taking photographs of me?

Photographs? Your daughter looks fabulous on film. We were doing some

the other day.

You've got to see these, man.

Fabulous?

Are we ready to order?

See, at least you have no business telling her she can't go to New York. I

give a damn if she goes to New York. That's not my concern.

Okay, what is your concern?

Didn't you notice something special about Paul?

He seemed like a nice kid.

He smelled good.

What?

He's gay.

What?

He's gay!

Come on.

Oh, come on, man. He used the word fabulous about 10 ,000 times.

He has this unbalanced love for musicals. And, um...

And how about his hair? Did you see his hair?

He has gay hair?

Oh, man.

How about the way he checked out the waiter?

So what? It was a hot -looking waiter.

Hey, I checked him out, too. That doesn't make me gay, does it?

I cannot believe you didn't get this.

Nash, man, in San Francisco, man, who can tell anymore? I mean, straights

like gays, gays dress like straights, you know?

I grew up in San Francisco, Bubba. I can tell you if a person is gay in about a

half a second.

Well, people think we're gay.

No, people don't think we're gay.

Pepe thinks we're gay.

Well, so he's gay, so he should have pretty good gaydar, right?

Oh, that's pretty good.

But I can't tell you about anybody else's equipment. I can tell you that

guy is gay.

Should make him the perfect travel companion, then.

That's not the point.

Cassidy has obviously fallen in love with this guy. I'd like to cut it off

past before they both get hurt.

Why would Cassidy fall in love with a gay guy? Why wouldn't he tell her he's

gay?

Maybe he doesn't know he's gay.

Well, if he doesn't know, how do you know?

Ah!

Sound check.

Can you guys hear me?

Yeah, loud and clear, but you might want to switch to herbal tea. We don't want

you scaring anybody off, darling.

Don't worry, it's decaf.

So, have you guys got a clear line on the door?

Yeah, we got you covered.

Our very first gentleman caller.

Hi, I'm Kenneth.

Romeo, 58 -435.

Of course, the Shakespeare fan.

Are you disappointed? You look disappointed.

No, because I expected Tom Selleck and I'd get Danny DeVito. No.

Your profile said that you were tall and muscular.

I took a little dramatic license.

Must be the Shakespeare influence.

It's not that I would ever actually commit suicide, per se, because I have

much respect for human life.

However, sometimes I'm hitchhiking. I think that if a car were to veer off the

road and hit me, eviscerating me instantly, some part of me would be

relieved. Lend him your gun, Michelle.

That's, uh... I find you incredibly

attractive.

I can see you're a passionate, sensual woman. You just need an experienced guy

to help you fan the flames a little, you know?

Now, come on, Wayne. You're married?

You're married.

Is that a problem?

Is that a problem?

Isn't that strange? I say it here and it comes out there. That's weird.

Definitely weird.

Whoa.

little steam settle their argument

the

pay -per -view deal it looks like i'm gonna be paying for this too

the guy's got it are you

kidding me i got the little guy head on points

Are you crazy?

This is a gun.

There you go.

Buckle up.

Damn.

Where the hell are these guys coming from?

tape my house, your body will be the next dead one.

Thank you.

So what do we do to take them down to the SIU so we can get them a copy? Nah,

they don't have brains or teeth enough to be of any help. Is that my last

yogurt?

Is there a problem?

Nash? Nash, it's Evan. I heard about your house guests. Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

My coffee table is firewood, but I'm fine. What's up?

Well, I tracked down Becca Tate, and apparently she has a client named Aton

Keys. Seems like he promotes ultimate fights.

Ah, there's our link.

Good. Address?

2974 Green Street.

Pacific Heights, Tony.

Yeah, they got money.

All right, great. Thanks.

Is that my last apple?

I'll buy you lunch tomorrow.

Yes, you will.

Hi. Hi, Daddy.

What happened to your table?

Oh, yeah, well, I brought a little work home from the office. What's up?

Well, I knew you'd be up late, and this was kind of dying over at Mom's, so I

thought I'd bring it to you. Oh, yeah.

It'll be safe here as long as it doesn't get shot.

So, Daddy, what did you think of Paul?

Paul. I liked him.

Paul is a conversation that, you know, I don't want to have on the fly, and I'm

a little rushed right now. So, um, can we talk about this later?

Finally. I'll be back from New York on Monday.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait a minute. Daddy, I'm not looking for your approval here.

I was just hoping you'd like him.

No, but why should you? You'd never like any of my boyfriends. That's not true.

I liked, um, uh, that, uh, what?

Matt. Matt. Matt. I liked Matt.

What happened to him? He fell in love with Sharon Skomer.

Wow, she's lucky, huh?

What's wrong with Paul? I mean, he's great looking. He's got a good job. He

likes me. He's gay.

What? He's gay.

Oh, no, no, no, Daddy, you're kidding. Just because he's so good -looking, no,

no, you're just, you're out of touch.

Am I?

Paul is not gay.

How do you know?

What are you saying? Have I slept with him?

I would never bring that up in a million years, but since you have, have you?

That's none of your business.

You're impossible.

Hey, why? Because I care about you, and I care what happens to you?

Do me a favor. Don't.

It's not a contract. It's a bounty.

We can't just order these guys to do it faster. They know the deadline.

The deadline is in five hours.

Listen, call the guy.

Have him post a new bounty, a million five.

We added 200.

If they think it's going to keep escalating, they'll just wait longer,

goes up again.

As your attorney, I can't advise.

Then do it as my sister.

Don't use that tone with me, Louie.

Oh, is that your brother?

Good. Let me talk to him.

What the hell are you doing here? Hey, Lewis, how are you?

Nice house, beautiful view.

I can see how you could be anxious to get out.

Get off of this phone.

Oh, okay.

I hope you have a warrant for this violative intrusion. Well, I have a

Better start using your head, or I'm going to take it off.

Are you threatening me?

I don't know. Joe, was I threatening her?

Mm -hmm.

Sounded like it to me.

Well, there you have it. I guess I was.

You've been trying to kill me, sister.

All bets are off.

Yeah, Nash.

Nash, we got it. Our local webmaster is Adam Miller, 4701 Turk Street.

Ah, good work. We'll take it.

See you in court, Counselor.

All right, I got it. I got it.

Oh, wow.

I think Rochelle's actually into this guy. Oh, they've been trading for 30

minutes. But he did 75, maybe 80 hours a week.

Michelle, he's not our guy. No scar.

Michelle.

I'm playing hooky today.

I told my assistant that I'd be in court.

Yeah, yeah, and I drive a really expensive car and I make a whole lot of

Why don't you worship me?

Michelle, why don't you tell Big Ben to take a walk?

Come on, Michelle, move it a little.

What?

Nothing. You know, you're just not what I expected.

Okay, court adjourned. Counselor, can I see you in chambers, please?

You okay?

Um, yeah. You know, I'm just going to get a little bit of cinnamon for my

coffee. I'll be right back.

You guys really need to grow up.

Goodbye.

She hung up on us. No.

That's rude.

And so he put on his glasses and there was this huge chunk of pie in his glass.

Excuse me. Is your name Michelle?

Uh, yes it is.

There's a phone call for you at the counter and it seems important.

Okay. Um.

Would you excuse me for just a minute?

What are you doing?

You know that's not our guy.

Look, I know he's not the guy, but 15 minutes before my next date, okay?

Indulge me. Give me five more minutes.

Yeah, okay.

I'm sorry. That was my assistant.

I probably should be going anyway.

Oh, okay.

Don't get me wrong. I have really enjoyed talking to you.

Oh, well... Listen, I don't know how to put this, but... The last woman I dated

was a firefighter.

I like physical women.

Maybe even women who are dangerous.

I can be dangerous.

Michelle, you're a really nice person. And I'm sure you're going to find the

right guy.

Great.

Are you Michelle?

I'm sorry.

Hi, I'm Alex.

SFPD, don't move!

Give me your hand. Give me your hand.

What's the rush, bub? Didn't even finish your coffee.

Relax. Yeah, yeah.

Could you wait over there, please? Yeah.

Thanks. All right, relax.

Relax.

Adam Miller.

You in there?

Adam?

Adam?

Adam?

Adam?

Adam?

Don't know you don't, little Millie Gates.

Luna, call the police!

Okay, we're already here, honey.

Uh, Adam?

Do you recognize me?

Here.

How about now, Adam?

Oh, yeah.

You're that dead guy.

Not yet.

You're the dude who created the website that put a million dollar bounty on his

head?

Impressive.

They told me it was some kind of cyber game.

Who's they?

I don't know. Some guy.

I mean, it was all done over the internet.

Never met him.

Or her.

And you thought hacking into the police records was just part of the game?

Look, I did what they asked.

I mean, I'm just a kid.

Just a kid.

With very expensive taste.

How much did they pay you, Adam?

$3 ,500.

First thing we're going to do is call your parent.

Then you're going to go back into that website and you're going to make some

changes for me. You got it?

How much do I get?

Well, that's going to depend on the judge.

Little Bubba.

What's wrong with kids today?

Parents? Hey, why can't they be like I was?

Perfect in every way.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I'll be.

Joe? Guy with an axe.

Son of a bitch.

This is war, you bastard.

Want me to shoot him?

No, no, no. He might be able to tell us something. Hey. I think maybe I better

shoot him. Oh, no, wait a second. We don't need another dead witness. Yo,

Bunyan. Hello.

Put the axe down. There's no more bounty. Put it down.

Put it down. Put the axe down, Nimrod. I'm trying to save your life. Come on.

hard it is to find original factory parts for a 71 Cuda.

That's right, cry.

It's very sad.

You know, Nash, that's a real fine line between being protective and being

intrusive.

Just being a responsible parent.

I don't know.

Take JJ. I mean, he brought home some weird chick, you know, pink hair,

tongue. One girl even lived in her car. But I didn't say anything, and it just

worked out fine. You just got to give it time.

So you're saying if I just stand back, it'll play out?

You can give yourself the same advice you always give me, but out.

Not an option.

You know, he spent more time with this guy than you have. If he's gay, I'm sure

she would have figured it out by now.

Yeah, why hasn't she? And for that matter, why hasn't he?

Who you calling?

Cassidy.

You haven't heard a word I said, have you?

Relax, I'm going to call and apologize.

Hello. Hello, who is this, Paul?

Mr. Bridges?

Yeah, hi, Paul.

What are you doing there?

I'm setting up a photo shoot for Cassidy. I've come up with a concept,

noir. It's going to be fabulous.

Okay, great.

Tell her I called, will you?

Thanks.

I'm two blocks away from Lisa's. I'm going over there and settle this thing

and for all. I'll see you back at the FIU.

Mush, Bubba.

Mush. And fill it up with premium.

Cassidy?

Hello?

Hey.

Cassidy's not back yet.

Well, actually, I wanted to talk to you. You got a minute?

Sure.

Great. Want to sit down?

Let's see. How best do I put this?

You know I'm a cop, right? And I meet a lot of people.

And I like to think that I'm a pretty good judge of people and their

Could I make an observation?

Oh, of course.

Have you ever considered that you might be gay?

What?

Gay.

Now... I'm not trying to embarrass you.

And I grew up in San Francisco, so it's not an issue for me.

And I understand that this is a hell of a city to be gay in.

So I think what I'm saying is that the sooner you come to terms with it, the

better you're going to feel.

My problem is that you're dating my daughter, and I'm thinking that she's in

love with you.

And that means that sooner or later, one or both of your hearts is going to get

broken,

I'd like to not see that happen.

I see.

Okay.

Think about that before you go to New York.

Okay?

Sure. Yeah, good. All right.

Mr. Jackson asked for your forgiveness. I'm going to suggest that you ask Mr.

Kaiser here if he forgives Mr. Jackson for killing his wife.

And putting him in that chair.

Hell no, never.

Inspector, do you have any further evidence to present?

We're currently investigating Mr. Jackson for conspiracy to commit murder.

Not exactly the actions of a man. It's reformed. And does the inspector have

proof of this allegation?

Yes.

And what evidence do you have that my client was responsible for this?

It's in the works.

Mr. Jackson has been eligible for parole for the past five years.

He's been a model prisoner, and he's already served a greater percentage of

time than 85 % of the state's felons. I see no reason why he should be denied

parole again.

Inspector, can you produce hard evidence that Mr. Jackson is responsible for the

bounty?

Not today, which is why I'm asking for this continuance. You can't grant a

continuance with no new evidence.

I know, Ms. Tate.

This board is charged with adhering to the letter of the law as well as the

spirit of it.

Therefore, we have no choice but to grant Mr. Jackson his lawful right to

parole.

Mr. Jackson is hereby released and remanded to the custody of the probation

department.

Hi, Lewis. Welcome home.

Su casa es mi casa, amigo.

What the hell are you doing here? Lewis Jackson, what is this? Yes, sir. I

believe that would be an eviction notice.

Oh, very nice.

Kind of a collegial thing.

I demand to know on what basis this is actionable.

It turns out that you and your brother have been operating a business here

improperly for years. Yeah, see, this area is not zoned for business.

Oh, not to mention the commercial space permits and the business license.

Occupancy permits, insurance clearances, things like that. Oh, and you had about

ten fire code violations?

And that's not good.

It appears you've been red -tagged for seismic retrofitting.

Hey, don't worry. We're the good lawyer, like your sister.

Clear this up in two, three years.

You think you can beat me, Bridges?

Yeah.

Yeah,

that's it, boys. Take it away.

What are you doing with my car?

Oh, him pounding it. Drug seizure. We found these in the glove compartment.

Those are prescriptions.

We call the pharmacy.

They're not yours. Make them illegal.

Hey, you might be eligible for rehab.

You want to play, Bridges?

I'll play.

Good.

Only this time, just remember, now you're playing on my game board.

As soon as I complete my investigation, I'm going to have your ass for

conspiracy to commit murder.

Third strike.

No parole.

Back in the can.

Hey. Hey, love.

What's this?

You just jaywalked across the street.

Oh, one more thing.

You're going to be hearing from the California Bar Association.

Something about improper conduct.

See ya.

Wouldn't want to be ya.

This was supposed to end our problems. Oh, I'm going to end all this.

We tried to kill him already. It didn't work. Becca, persistence has always been

one of my virtues. Now, come on.

So did that guy call?

Ben? Yeah.

Yeah, he sent me an email.

A blow -off.

He said he was confused and he needed some time to think.

Wow, too bad.

Yeah.

First decent guy I met in months, and he's looking for me.

I'm pretending to be somebody else.

Well, at least you made the arrest, right?

Yeah, well, there is more to life, isn't there?

Well, yeah, definitely. It's out there.

Somewhere.

Night. Night.

Yeah, good work.

Later. Thanks.

Nash. Nash, it's Randall.

What's wrong?

Let's swap bridges.

You for him.

233 Dockside Road. And come along.

Mr. Kaiser joins his wife.

Goodbye, baby.

What?

He's got Kaiser.

He wants me to come alone.

Don't tell me you're going to do that.

What, are you crazy?

Not a chance.

No rules in this ultimate fighting.

Bridges, I told you to come along.

I cheated.

So did I.

Never get in a firefight with a firebug, Bridges!

I'll distract him, see if he can get Kaiser out of there. If he can get a

shot, take it. Ready?

He's around here somewhere.

Want some juice?

Yeah, sure. Cool.

You must be Cassidy's dad. I'm Steve.

Yeah, hi.

Hey, it's Bridges. How are you, Steve? This is my partner, Joe Dominguez.

Steve, nice to meet you. Where's Cassidy?

Changing. Oh, yeah? Sounds familiar.

Okay. I'm sorry. I'm definitely ready this time. Thanks for being so patient.

Oh, hi, Denny. Hi, sweetheart.

I still think you're making a mistake. I like doing that little flag thing.

Hey, San Francisco's finest.

Paul? Mind?

No. You call us out of whack.

You guys meet Steve?

Yeah. Oh, we met.

We're going to be late. Let's go.

Nice to meet you guys. Come on.

Don't wait up.

So I'm waiting.

For what?

Like who's with who?

I don't want to think about it.

Let's rock.

Bubba, I'm taking my gay darts busted.

Yeah.

More juice.

Want some vodka in it? Yeah.

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