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I know. I'm sorry. I know it's against the CUDA rules. Hey, man, what are you

doing? What are you doing?

I had an emergency. My hair felt funny.

That's a fashion emergency, which is an oxymoron.

The CUDA mirrors are for CUDA driving.

They are not for grooming. They're not for hair and makeup.

You know, we probably should go over these CUDA rules. I mean, what are the

official CUDA rules?

What, you want the whole list?

Yeah. No problem. No problem.

No eating, no drinking, no smoking, no profanity, no sweating, no disrespect of

any kind while you're in and around the CUDA, which is probably the finest

muscle car ever made on the planet, and was bequeathed to me by my brother.

Are we clear on this? Oh, by the way, I have the right to change or add to the

CUDA rules at any given moment without notice.

Finally. What took you?

Where have you been?

We're in the fire, Tony.

That's so important.

Look, this is not good, all right?

Come on, come on, come on. Out with it.

I got it from a reliable source that they put a hit on the chief of police.

Who's the source?

I don't know. I can't.

I'm just telling you, okay? It's reliable.

When is this supposed to go down?

Now.

Where?

I don't have any details.

All right. Get in the car, Tony. I don't think so. I think I'm just going to go

for a jog or something. Hey, hey, hey. Come on, Tony. Get in the car.

That's all right. Let him go.

Shirley? Yeah, this is Nash.

You've got to pass me through to the chief.

It was bleeding to run to the sea.

It was bleeding to run to the sea.

It was bleeding.

Chief Gerard. Yeah, Frank.

It's Nash.

Where are you right now?

On my way to City Hall.

Turn around.

What? I have a good source, a reliable CI that tells me that there's a hit out

on you, baby.

Tell him to get in line, all right?

Frank, I'm serious.

Confidence is high on this one. I'm going to discuss your budget with the

Frank, just do it, will you?

Don't you see me down here paying?

One trigger man, one driver. They were in an early 80s bright red Impala with

blacked out windows. The shooter used a full auto M16. He was wearing a stocking

mask.

That's professional hit.

Put extra security on the mayor and the council and the home supervisors.

Find out the motive behind this. Already in motion. Find that damn car.

Check the beaches, the waterfront, the pier.

If they were smart, they'd dump it in the bay.

Speaking of the car, the Impala hit this taxi during the getaway. We didn't get

the license plate number.

Harvey? Yeah? Refresh my memory.

But I don't recall bright red being a standard factory color on Impala in the

80s. No, it wasn't. We checked.

All right, that's something to make hay with.

Fine, tell me B.

You okay, man?

Want me to drive?

You know, Frank was the one that talked me into taking the exam for the academy.

Yeah, I know.

I dated his sister when I was in high school.

It's a lot of years to have him disappear like that.

Don't torture yourself over it.

I don't know what to do about it.

Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute. What's going on? I didn't order

anything. of that stuff. I've got paperwork here to move and everything in

whole truck.

Yeah, who ordered that?

Right there would be the reason.

Inspector Cross, you want to tell me what the hell is going on here?

Great news.

You know your idea about merging the SIU and the New York Aerostation?

Well, you know what? Hey,

hey.

Jake, come on, get out of my bed.

Come on. No, it's my desk too, Dominguez. We're sharing.

Well,

I'm working nights, so we shouldn't overlap too much.

The hell we are.

You ever hear of Hot Bunker, Dominguez?

It's a Navy term.

That's the situation here.

The situation here is you get your little thingies and go find someplace

They're not thingies.

They're turtles.

Hell, my mom started collecting these little guys for me when I was just a

You got a problem with that?

I don't know. There's no problem. Just get him off my desk.

Get through your brain to me, English. That ain't just your desk anymore.

Don't mess with my stuff.

Excuse me, my man. Excuse me. Excuse me.

Boss, excuse me.

Send an address on Tony Beaker, the utility company. He's three months late

his gas bill. I want this one personally.

Joe?

Yeah.

Wasn't that Little Bo Peep?

No, no, no. I know what it looks like now, but didn't she used to be Little Bo

Peep? Who are you, Father Goose?

Tony B's girlfriend.

Didn't she used to be Tony B's... Excuse me!

Miss Hood?

What do you want?

We thought maybe you'd like an escort to Grandma's house.

I'm looking for Tony B.

Not again.

It looks like the wolf already ate you.

Don't live with him.

Well, good. What are you doing with his keys?

Well, I left some of the baby stuff here. He takes care of her on the

You know, if you don't like somebody, it's really not a good idea to have a

with them.

Live and learn.

Seven phones, seven answering machines.

He does business here.

Yeah, this is Tony Pacelli, owner of Bay Area Switches. Our address is 3343

Larkin Street. Please leave a message. I'll call you back.

Thanks. He's scamming. What's the scam?

What I don't know won't hurt me.

Can I go now?

Sure, but if he calls you, I want you to call me.

If he calls me, I'm hanging up.

Don't blame him. Harvey, Bay Area switches, 3343 Larkin. Pick up Tony B

bring him to the SIU.

This is a warm night in May and all through the house, not a creature is

stirring.

Not even a mouse.

Speak English. Is it done?

Did you do it? Is it done?

What is everybody so tense for?

Yeah. The chief is no more.

Deceased. Kaput.

His driver, too. No charge.

Good, good.

I'll tell Singapore.

They'll be relieved.

How's the shipment coming along?

Not on schedule.

Better stay that way.

Please tell me you aren't responsible.

Responsible for what, Sugar Pop?

First, get out of my chair.

Then tell me you did not hit the chief. It's all over the damn news.

They wanted to send a statement to the cops over here, so they ordered up a

little civil service reduction.

This isn't Singapore.

You do not screw with the cops. It makes things worse.

Now, what did you do with the M16?

It's in the trunk of the Impala, which is at the bottom of the bay.

I hope Singapore and you didn't just think us McNair.

Hey, all right, Tony.

Give it up.

No tap dancing, no sideways talk.

Lay it out.

I overheard a couple of guys, they were talking about taking out the chief.

They were coming to pick up a truck.

What truck?

Company truck.

My business, Bay Area Switches.

Which is a threat for... What do you mean?

Oh, no, no. No, I don't know. This is a legitimate manufacturer.

Stop. Stop.

All right, I'm moving some product, okay?

What product?

Money, drug proceeds.

Actually, it's kind of interesting, really. I mean, these guys, you know,

got more trouble...

smuggling money out of the country than they do drugs in.

Fascinating. What's your job?

Just supply the truck and, you know, move the boxes from here to Vegas.

That's it. That's all. That's it.

So can I go?

No. Okay.

Who's your contact?

Who?

Contact. Oh.

No, no, no, no, no.

End of discussion.

I'm picking you up at three o 'clock.

And don't forget.

The memory thing?

The memory thing.

Hope it's nothing serious.

Well, he is getting older.

You know, the first thing that goes is your memory.

But it's probably nothing. You know, Nick.

Well, if it's nothing and he doesn't want to go, why are you taking him?

Why are you bringing up logic at a time like this?

Nick, it's peace of mind.

Is that who I think it is?

Angel?

Angel?

Angel?

Hello, Nash.

Hi. You came.

Yeah.

Angel, this is not what I need to be doing with my afternoon.

On the contrary, Nash.

This is the only thing you should be doing.

Angel.

Angel. You're not planning on jumping, are you?

How could I?

I'm no longer in possession of my wings.

Well, good.

Give me your hand. Come on.

I need to talk to you, Nash.

Well, good. Fine, fine.

Let's talk down there.

My wings were stolen.

You must help me get them back.

Okay.

I'm happy to.

But now, Angel, if you fall off this building... I'm not the one who's in

of falling, Nash.

I'm powerless to protect you until I get my wings back.

All right. I think I can manage until then. Come on. Give me your hand. Let's

go. Let's get out of this building.

I knew you'd come. What are you doing?

We'll have a chat.

Whatever

you

say, brother.

And what is it I'm supposed to have done?

Well, somebody tells us you, the chief of police, was going to get murdered.

That's hearsay. Good luck with it in court.

Actually, it's first -person testimony, and we've hung more than one person with

it. Thanks for the legal tip.

Tell us what you know. We may be able to help you, but you've got to do it right

now. I think I'll call my lawyer instead.

I don't know who you are, and I don't care.

But you should know who I am.

I'm the guy you don't want to mess with.

Are we understanding each other?

I'm not going to say anymore.

Maybe for now.

Norell, lock her up. Yes, sir.

Dig up anything you can on her. We're going to need more leverage to get her

move. Guys, we got a hit on that paint sample.

We contacted the manufacturer in Rockford, Illinois. It turns out they

only four auto paint shops in the Bay Area. This one does the most volume.

Good work.

Take a ride.

Kind of hate to interrupt.

Sounds great, doesn't it? Yeah.

I

like

the taste of music.

Thanks.

Sweet Judy of a bygone era, huh? I'll say.

Yeah, I really think that I was born 30 years too late.

That's a shame. Hey, listen, I was wondering if you could help us. Oh,

I wonder if you stole this color red to anybody in the last couple of years.

Wow, that's a terrible picture.

You should have taken those outdoors.

See, the flash changes the pigments totally.

Did you guys see this color in person?

Yeah, why?

I think I might be able to help you out.

Whoa, easy, brother. Oh, it's okay.

Okay, was it a bright or a dull red like this?

Brighter, but it has sort of a polished finish.

Yeah, and a little redder.

Oh, like so.

No, but brighter, brighter than that.

Okay. Yeah, that's close.

Oh, like so.

Yeah, that's it. That's close. Only with a little less hair.

A little more red.

Here we go, right here.

Oh, yeah.

That's it.

That's it? That's it. Uh,

Ricochet Red, uh, number 324.

I call it Rudolph Red.

You know, like the reindeer?

Oh, yeah.

So, uh, do you sell it?

No, but there's a guy in town who uses it all the time. Um, Mariposa Paintworks

over on 10th Street.

Rudolph Red.

Thank you.

All right, listen. I'll call over there and get a list of his customers.

Okay.

Hey, you're sitting at my desk.

Who do you want, you moron?

I want you to get your fat ass off of me.

Dominguez, what's going on?

What are you doing, Melvin? I told you to stay put.

Get this guy out of my chair. Hey, don't get testy. Old Melvin here is a real

case breaker.

I'm taking this to Bridges.

Ow. What is this?

Requisition form for additional phone lines and terminals.

These are status reports and inventory control requests.

Go away.

You okay?

She's trying to cope. Not super. I think I got something.

It's not contagious, is it? No.

They fished that Impala using the chief's murder out in the bay, a pure

I know, and?

Well, it turns out my guy Melvin works in a wrecking yard. Turns out his cousin

was the last registered owner of that Impala.

Yeah, I'm impressed.

Could Melvin's cousin be the getaway driver of that car?

Yeah, it's possible.

Find it. It's my specialty.

Use the coffee stains, Ellen Holiday's jacket.

You're going to find it very interesting.

Oh, good read.

Completely tristending.

Well, well.

You've been a very bad girl.

Oh.

You remember the Enrique's drug smuggling case where you were supposedly

facilitator?

Funny thing is, I don't remember you.

Maybe your hair was different.

What are you talking about?

That was my gig.

And the Rico Martin thing?

I know all those players, and you're definitely not one of them.

I've heard of falsifying your resume, but never your rap sheet.

Who are you really?

You know what? I'm real tired of whatever game this is.

So either charge me with a crime or let me go.

I'll bet you'd like to get on the phone to D .C. and your handlers back there

and tell them what a really crappy job they've done on falsifying your

background. Look at this stuff. Some of these dates on these cases don't even

match. This is sloppy work.

FBI?

DEA.

What's the gig?

I can't tell you that.

Well, then just humor me for a little bit. What do you think?

Just tell me your real name.

I can shuttle you around for days, get you lost in the system until you come

the other end.

And I'm going to bet that on a timing level, that's going to mess up your

charade here.

This investigation concerns many millions of dollars.

Really?

Mine concerns one man.

And that trumps money any day.

I can't tell you anything.

I'm not authorized.

Well, then we better get whoever is authorized in here, hadn't we?

I'm looking for Captain Bridges.

I just started. Sorry.

Nobody here by that name.

So there's no Bridges here.

Captain Bridges. He's SIU. He's back there on your right.

What does that mean?

Which one of you is Bridget?

That would be me.

I'm holding.

And you are?

Supervising Special Agent in Charge, Monserrati.

Las Vegas DEA.

Where's my agent?

Ronnie, get Miss Holliday out of line.

Whenever you're ready.

Our operation is restricted.

Well, then you better break protocol, Bubba.

Otherwise, your asset there, whatever her name is, is going to get outed on

front page of the Chronicle.

With my very public concerns about her withholding evidence about the murder of

the chief of police.

You wouldn't dare.

I would advise you not to challenge my federal authority here.

You want to see who has the bigger cojones?

You're going to lose.

I don't think so.

Oh, yeah?

If you don't help me, I don't help you, Bubba.

It's about money laundering.

Whose money? Can't tell you.

Where's it from? Can't tell you. Where's it headed?

Can't tell you. Get off my boat, both of you. And make sure I don't ever see you

again.

Gotcha.

What is this?

What the hell does it look like?

It's a telephone.

Why don't you just dip me with a tracking device?

Well, nice that you haven't lost your sense of humor.

No one is ever going to accuse you of being too subtle.

Mm -hmm. Put it in your pocket.

It's for emergencies.

It's a waste of your money.

I know. It's a terrible thing, isn't it?

38 to cry.

Out of it.

Joyce. Huh? Got that list of everybody who bought that brand and that color of

paint. Married it down to about 20 names.

Well, it took us so long.

Our server went down thanks to all these new interlopers. It's ugly.

Hey,

Dominguez, where's Bridges?

He's out. Can I help you?

No, but I can help you.

Melvin's lawyer, being smarter than Melvin Delft.

We've got the cousin. His name's Manuel Corazon.

I'm on my way to get him right now.

Harvey, check our list.

Yeah, we got it. Manuel Corazon, Merritt Auto Body on 4.

Call us a while. I'll get him in.

All right.

There's one of Tony B's trucks.

Oh, so that's how they're going to get it out of town.

Well, let's take a look -see.

Check it out, Bridges. There's got to be a million bucks in here.

Give or take a billion.

So. We got 31 money counters, and they're all griping for lawyer calls.

Good, let them gripe. Just don't let them near any phones.

Don't want anybody knowing that we got this money just yet. I get that. What

should I do with these propeller heads? Take them down to the SIU and have Cades

interview them one by one, in longhand. Good grammar, good spelling. That could

take a considerable amount of time. Gee, you think?

Oh, uh, you and Evan, go over there and sit on Tony B.

Just in case the bad guys call, looking for their cash.

Maybe hitting Tony B. Oh, joy.

Take some finger food.

That'll keep them quiet for a while.

Half a billion dollars?

How the hell do you lose a half a billion dollars?

It isn't lost.

Somebody stole it.

And since only three people know where the money is and you and I didn't do it,

that leaves... Holiday.

I told you my thoughts about her.

Nobody listened.

Find her and get back the money before I have to go to Singapore.

You should have played nice.

Okay, I'll deal. I need this money to stay and play.

What is it you want?

Who ordered the hit on the chief?

A guy named Jimmy Z.

And how long were you planning on spending on this information?

Let me explain something to you. I give you Jimmy Z without any other

consideration. I lose two years of work.

I have busted my butt.

I put my life and my ass on the line. I have...

I've said my final prayers at least five times on this gig.

All right, who was the shooter? Do you know that, too? Roy McNair.

Where do we find him?

We don't.

Listen, I am this close to finishing this.

You're going to pull the plug five feet from the finish line? No, I don't think

so. Let me explain something to you. Frank Girard and Nash were in the same

rookie class at the Academy.

He was Nash's first partner.

They watched their kids grow up together. Now, I don't give a damn about

money laundering gig.

I care about the chief and I care about Nash.

Now we get Jimmy Z and we get McNair, then you get your money.

Just give me a minute.

I'm a little busy right now.

You guys come back just a little bit later, okay? No, don't.

I can't wait.

Oh, man.

Who is it, honey?

Oh, God.

God, even strangers can see this is a bad idea.

How depressing is that?

Shut up.

Hey. All right, all right, all right.

Guys, can you just come back a little later?

Tony.

You're only free due to the largesse of Nash Bridges. So if you'd like to uphold

your right to wear a cape in the middle of the afternoon, you better accept the

fact that we own you. You better cooperate, Tony, because you go to jail,

not going to be here when you get out. Okay, honey, I'll cooperate.

Nick's not answering.

Maybe it doesn't feel like talking.

I saw Angel's wink.

Hang on.

Uh, hey, buddy.

Hey, hello.

What do you want? I ain't going back there.

Where? What are you talking about? I ain't going back to Detox Center. They

me clean out a toilet bowl with a toothbrush. I ain't going back. I'm not

to take you to no Detox Center. It's the wings.

I want the wings. They belong to a friend of mine. Go to hell.

I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll give you 50 bucks for them. What are you

talking...

Yeah? No.

What do you do to these wings? Is it too close to a barrel player?

You like to dance?

With you, I don't.

I am going to give you a three check. Let me go! One, two, and three.

Mr. Z respectfully requests the return of his money.

Don't do this.

Do what, Sugar Pop?

Only three people knew where that money was.

Four.

You're forgetting about Tony B.

Call him.

Fine.

Uh, that's my personal pain, if you don't mind.

Hey, leave stuff laying around or maybe this is gonna get used.

It wasn't laying around, it was on my desk.

Hey, that's our desk.

Gentlemen.

Gentlemen. Uh, Jake, I want you to get over to the property warehouse and sit

that money truck.

Hey, why don't you get a unit? You ain't no babysitter, man.

Uh, no, you're a bill sitter today, Bubba.

That truck is full of scratch and the beds are on it like a dog on a biscuit.

That thing doesn't leave that building unless I say so. Got it?

There ain't no child either.

Well, then stop acting like one and go.

Nat.

Nat, Tony B just got a call from Ellen.

McNair's with her.

You know, it's too bad we had to meet under these circumstances.

I think we really could have sparked.

Sparked what?

What I mean is, I never mix romance with business.

It's a rule I have.

Magic. Lose the gun.

You're not getting a virgin here, Bubba.

In fact, the only reason you're still alive is because you're more useful to

alive than dead.

Let's go.

Did he hurt you? Not possible.

You're welcome.

You too.

If I hadn't phoned Tony B., you wouldn't be here.

You wouldn't have, McNair.

You owe me, Bridget.

Boy, I'd hate to see you really grateful.

Where have you been?

I've been asking for you.

Really?

It's funny, I'm not on your schedule.

You're on mine.

You're nothing but time, so get used to it.

I want to make a deal.

I can give you Jimmy V.

That's what you want, right?

He's the guy who sent me to do the chief.

I can give him to you.

It's got to be worth something, right?

Come on, what's to think about? Deal with me.

You're going to die by lethal injection.

And I'm going to be there to watch him.

See you, sucker.

Hey, I'm talking to you!

Hi!

I suggest that we work together on this thing.

SFPD and DEA. Right down the middle.

We take these bastards down and then sort out who gets who.

Are you asking me to trust you now?

Eh, Maserati won't like it.

That's exactly why it's fair.

I don't want to talk to McNair.

Fine. He can do that.

You guys get him for debriefing. We get him back to go on trial first for the

chief's murder.

This is Jimmy Z's number.

And it's mine.

Try not to get them mixed up.

You do that.

Uh, what's your real name?

What?

Your real name?

There's something about that chick.

That chick is a woman.

I noticed.

Tony B.

Just when you thought you were out of the woods. And I don't mean little red

riding hoods.

What? It's over, right? I mean, you got your guy. What do you need me for?

Because so for him, not you.

You're going to call this number, got it?

And when Jimmy V answers that phone, you're going to tell him you're going to

give all the money back.

Or you can just give me a gun and let me go ahead and shoot myself.

I mean, it's easier and it's not a cold call.

Captain.

Oh, Angel.

Don't mess with me, Tony. Do it.

There you go.

Right there.

You found him.

Yeah, sorry.

Conditioner. Oh.

It's okay.

Yeah, I think it's going to be okay, Angel.

Would you please help me put these on?

Yeah, okay.

Thank you.

My powers have been diminished now.

The wings... The wings are no longer what they were.

Don't believe I'll be able to protect you in the same way.

Well, you know, Angel, maybe it's time for you to move along and let me

go. Take care of yourself for a change.

Who's going to watch over you?

Well, you know, whatever happens to me is going to happen.

But I don't want you to feel responsible.

You believe in my power, don't you?

Of course I do.

and I'll always be with you.

Okay. Yeah.

Put my note.

See ya. Bye, Anthony.

Nick!

Nick! Stop hollering.

I'm here.

What's the deal?

I've been trying to call you all day.

Maybe it isn't working.

Let me see it.

You turned it off on purpose, didn't you?

Okay, I turned it off.

Why?

Because I didn't want you calling me all day.

I know what's happening to me now. Don't you think I don't know what's happening

to me?

Don't you think I'd give anything if you could do something about it?

There isn't anything you can do.

There's probably gonna come a day when I won't recognize you.

My son.

My own sweet son.

Yeah, I know, Dad.

I'm going to deal with this the best I can.

I'm going to suggest that you do the same.

So, let's start at the beginning.

Ah, hell, let's cut to the chase.

I got no secrets.

The money is collected from the West Coast.

L .A., Seattle, San Diego, Portland.

Then it's all brought together.

They're going to fly it.

Half a billion in cash from an airstrip outside Vegas.

See, the money's flown to Mexico.

Where it's converted, cleaned, and then slowly filtered back into the U .S.

as totally legal tender.

Can we order a pizza or something? I'm starved.

I think that can be arranged.

Speaking of deposits, I gotta use the head.

Glenn.

Stole my money and now you want to give it back.

I'd spit you off the road.

You might want to think about that.

I'm DEA, Jimmy.

The police have McNair.

That phone call from Tony B about the money, it's a setup.

When you go to San Francisco to pick up your truck, you will be arrested.

You got something in mind?

Yeah. I'm tired of watching everybody else get ripped.

You want money?

20 million.

If you could hand me over to the police, give the whole 500.

That's what everyone would expect.

And I'm not greedy.

Greed is what gets you into trouble.

No, 20's all I want.

What makes you think the federal system will let me go just like that?

The feds want Singapore even more than you.

The way I figure it...

I get the money.

I take five years to make it look right.

What I propose is this.

I stay undercover, work the organization, and you get to know

feds know.

In five years, I retire and take a nice, long vacation.

Tell me that isn't worth $20 million to you.

I can guarantee you'll get your money, but I can't guarantee you'll spend it.

I'll take my chances, Jimmy, just like you.

Consider it.

I'll be in touch.

Who, McNair?

Their wallet, their keys, their car. He's gone.

This guy's a nightmare.

It looks like he took the debriefing tapes, too, sir.

Ellen Holliday.

What's she here?

It doesn't look like it. We have to call into her cell phone. We haven't heard

anything back.

Nash. Nash is caged.

I don't know why I'm surprised about anything involving this case, but I am.

Where's the money?

They took it.

DEA.

Didn't Nash tell you under no circumstance to let that truck leave the

warehouse? Hey, shit agent. Legal documents.

Son of a bitch.

She's double -crossed us.

You're saying she ain't legit?

Bad guys stole her money back?

Quiet, quiet. Stop whining. I'm trying to think.

I was the right head to Vegas.

Me too.

Well, McNair won't be far behind.

That is, of course, unless they're in it together.

This is a dark thought.

Come on, Joe.

We're going to Vegas.

Nash, man, this is a federal case. We don't have any jurisdiction in Vegas. I

know. Get in.