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Who wants to buy him?

Elroy Barnett Thomas.

The book guy?

Only the fourth biggest selling author
of thrillers in the country. This guy's

got $2 more than God.

Now, wait a minute.

What did he offer?

$350 ,000 American dollars.

For our Mr. Woody? Mr. Woody with the
emotional problems and the boat tendon?

Hey, he still can race, man. Really?

Well, then why hasn't he in the last
year? Well, because all my cash is tied

in the remodel from hell.

It costs money to enter these stakes
rates. My suggestion to you is to call

Thomas back and close the deal before he
comes to his senses.

I haven't discussed it with Nick yet.

I'm speaking for Nick.

Sell. Cash the check.

Hey, if he says $350, what he means is
$425.

Joe!

Watch this.

Thank you.

Okay, get that!

Let's go check it out.

Captain, this is Mr. Lesh.

Oh, hi. I'm a big fan, Mr. Lesh. Thanks.
Just call me Phil.

Phil.

I'm Captain Nash Bridges. This is
Lieutenant Joe Dominguez.

And Inspector Leak here was watching the
show when it went down.

Oh, this is unbelievable.

Yeah, it's a first for us, too.

Are you a deadhead?

Mr. Lesh, I can't tell you yet.

Tell him how many shows you've seen,
Harvey.

Somewhere north of 200.

Oh, it's great to meet you, Bill. No,
man, the honor's mine. I'm just sorry

under these circumstances.

Let me ask you something, Bill. Is there
anyone in your crew that would have

motive to pull something like this? No,
no way.

I didn't know I was doing a charity gig
today. Yeah, without the charity, huh?

Phil, look, here's my card. If you think
of anything that could help us, give me

or Inspector Lee to call, okay? I will
keep you posted.

Where's Cassidy?

I don't know.

She didn't come with you?

No, she said she was going to meet me
here.

All right, what do we got?

Biker dude on the corner selling T
-shirts. Got to look at the chick's

Got a plate number? No, but this is
almost as good.

Said they were riding a 1973 Harley
Davidson with orange and beige

and let me get this right, a one -of -a
-kind rotor custom emblem on the sissy

bar. According to the biker dude,
they're only sold in three high -end

town. He even drew a picture.

What's wrong with that?

Antoine, give me a list of anybody who
has anything to do with that counting

rule, okay?

Cool.

You're late.

Yeah, I know, but... No buts.

Captain,

I understand the custom in the SIU is to
provide a birthday cake for each

inspector's birthday?

Mm -hmm.

Well, it's Inspector McCabe's birthday.
What type of cake would you like us to

get for her?

I took the liberty of obtaining several
menus from local bakeries. One

specializes in a chocolate rum mousse.
The other has an excellent kiwi

-strawberry fruit tart, which, of
course, isn't exactly a cake, but I

really sure which one you wanted because
everyone has different tastes. Cake,

tart, I don't care. Whatever. You pick.
Go.

I didn't have to yell.

I didn't yell.

Yeah, you did.

I didn't so precisely yell that.

Looking for something?

Yeah.

I need to find out who owns this.

It's a sissy bar.

Can't help you.

I don't need your help, friend.

Because I can go get a warrant. I can
search this whole place, including you.

Man, why don't you take it easy? I'll
take it easy. You drop the Brando ad.

us what we want to know.

I'll just call the owner.

Fine. Do it.

Cops are here asking about a rotor
emblem.

They got a warrant.

They're ready to go get one.

Give me anything they want. Get them out
of there. I don't want them snooping

around. And call me when they leave.

We did it. It's in here.

You know, I almost had a place like
this.

Oh, yeah?

What happened? Oh, you know, I decided
to be a cop instead.

Yes? Mr. Brooks?

That's right.

Inspector's leak in McKay, best FPD.

Do you mind if we come in?

Why don't you tell me what this is
about?

Okay. Do you own a 1973 Harley Davidson
that looks like this?

Yes, that's mine.

Or leaked it was. It was stolen.

When?

About a month ago. I don't remember the
date. Look, I reported it's stolen. Why

don't you just check your records?

We have checked our records.

No theft reported.

The bike's registered to you.

Are you calling me a liar?

No, I'm not. Why don't you take a step
back, sir?

Okay, Harv. I got it, Rachel.

Look, Harv, we're done.

I'll get the hell off of my property.
Well, actually, no, we're not done quite

yet. I did get off. What the hell do you
think you're doing, man?

Laying your hands on a police officer?

Lich people?

Twitch,

you should be proud of us.

Get our papers ready, baby, because we
are going on a trip.

Save your hugs and kisses, sister.

Cops are crawling around my shop looking
for your bike.

I told you we should have stolen one,
but no, it had to be the Harley. I told

you to take the plates off. You did not.

Hey, Thelma and Louise, break it up. We
got some business to conduct.

Here's your cut.

You got our papers?

Tomorrow. You said today.

Now I say tomorrow.

Nash, the owner of the Harley used in
the robberies down in Otero. Maybe he'll

speak to you.

Tom Brooks?

You know him?

Yeah, he used to coach Cassidy in our
soccer team years ago. Not a pleasant

I'll be right down. Thanks.

This is Betty Ann's transfer order.

She's off the boat at 3 o 'clock.

All right.

Captain, um... Betty Ann, you okay?

Hot flashes. I get them a week before I
ovulate like clockwork. Too much

information, Vivienne.

You're right. I apologize.

Vulnerability, crying jags, mood swings,
they're all part of the unstable

hormonal conditions I experience when
I'm about to up... Right.

I'm fine now.

Really.

Vivienne?

There's something that we need to talk
to you about.

Joe?

Hold that thought.

I have an urgent matter to discuss with
you as well. It's about your files. I've

discovered some curious irregularities.
Uh, that's good. We'll look into it. I

haven't finished.

Exposed to salt air, the staples and
brass brads, excuse me, should corrode.

Leave a patina of rust on the paper, but
as you can see, nothing, even though

they're five years old.

So far, I've discovered irregularities
in 27 files, all pertaining to financial

matters and or seizure discrepancies.

Somebody's been doctoring your files,
Captain.

You found 27 files like this?

Out of the 30 % of the total files I've
checked so far.

Betty Ann, keep checking, all right?

And let me know what you find out. And
keep that between us, all right? I will,

Captain. I look forward to working with
you on this matter.

Joe?

We don't want to do that.

Undo it.

Until we find out what the hell's going
on here.

Nice to visit your station, thank God.

Uncuff him, Ronnie.

You are not going to believe how I've
been treated.

My motorcycle's stolen and this cop
comes into my house and starts treating

like I'm a criminal.

You pushed a cop, Tom.

I apologize.

I'm sorry, but he was being belligerent.

So what's going on here?

Your motorcycle was used in a robbery.

Two young women were involved.

I know you have a daughter, so I have to
ask you... No, no, absolutely not.

Come on, Nash, you've known Leah since
she was ten.

Why would my daughter need to steal? We
have plenty of money, you know that.

Huh.

All I was asking, there's a possibility
that your daughter was involved.

Yes or no?

Absolutely not.

Now, may I go?

Yeah, you can go.

Joey. Yeah? Got the DMV back on the
Harley place. It's got a half dozen

violations on it over the past two
months.

Somebody's having trouble moving it
during street sweeping days.

Where? Sutter Street, an apartment
building.

Got it.

Hey!

I hear somebody's got a birthday.

Not me. I don't celebrate birthdays. Oh,
yeah?

Since when did you start that policy?

You didn't get the memo? It starts
today.

Too late.

No, seriously.

No, no, we already ordered the cake, so
act surprised.

Oh, man. By the way, what do you want?

Forget it. I didn't say I was going to
get you anything. I said, what do you

want?

A horse.

A horse? Yeah, when I was a little girl,
it was a pony, so now I guess it's a

horse. A chestnut mare.

Okay, got it.

That's the PD ma 'am. Um anyone in this
building driver motorcycle like this.

Oh Yes, two girls the number seven Okay,

one three one

I don't know where to find them. I don't
even know them. I got nothing to do

with how they got this money. Wait,
wait, what? So you're telling us you're

to rob them?

Well, it's not a crime.

The money was already stolen once.

You can't steal money twice.

It's double jeopardy. Check your
constitution, please.

Lenny.

Where you're going, they have a library.

You're going to be able to check your
constitution.

Get over here. Wait, wait, wait, wait.

I'll tell you the whole story, all
right?

Okay, I live across the alley, and I can
see in the window here.

So one night, I see these two chicks
bring in a bunch of cash.

They're, like, getting off with it, you
know? I mean, they're doing a little rub

-a -dub, you know what I'm saying?

So right away, I'm thinking, no way this
cash is legit.

So I... Well, I was going to turn it in.

No, no, no.

You were this close to not being a total
scumbag. Get over here.

Yeah. $80 ,000.

Overtime and requisition forms.

Thanks.

Was there something else, Betty Ann?
Yeah.

I was wondering, would you like to go to
the planetarium tonight?

Because I happen to have two tickets to
Beetlejuice, the gaseous

giant.

Gee,

I'm flattered, really.

But?

You know, I haven't had much luck dating
people that I work with.

So I don't think it would work out.

I understand.

Thank you, sir.

Angie Stark.

The apartment was registered her name.
She's 20.

I did three terms in juvie for larceny,
DNA, every other petty crime you could

think of.

Very accomplished for a girl her age,
isn't she?

What'd you turn up at the love nest?

These. Tickets to Marita's?

Mauritius. Mauritius.

Where the hell's Mauritius?

It's an island nation in the Indian
Ocean.

Popular with European tourists and not a
bad place for felons to run. No

extradition. You know, you gotta get out
more. There's more to life than being

the smartest man in the world.

I was the smartest man in the world.

I know why Tom Brooks is lying to me.

He's just protecting his daughter.

Maybe.

Leia unfortunately fell under her spell.

How did they meet? I don't know. She
just showed up.

Like it could be.

Can I help you with something, Betty
Ann?

Captain Bridges is an extremely
charismatic leader.

Given our feminine natures, it's easy to
allow our emotions to overcome us.

However, it is his stated policy not to
date co -workers.

Well, thank you for that clarification.

You must resist.

Nashville, Joe D.

Sit down, because you're never going to
believe what I've just done.

You taught a monkey to answer our
phones. I will ignore that conflagrative

remark, for I know you only say it in
jest. In any case, brace yourself,

I got us a case.

What are you talking about, boss? I got
us a case.

All right, check it. My boy Rockford
Phil works the horns down at Ghost Def

Records. Says Dickie Lerner is looking
to hire a private eye.

Dickie's got all kind of catching with
the bling bling, you know what I'm

saying? And he's willing to shell out on
the desperation pit because he's

wrestling with the insurance man on some
rip demo.

All right, set it up. All right, I'll
meet with him. It's set. Three o 'clock.

Don't be late.

Peace. Peace on you.

I need you to get something back for me.

Master tape has been stolen.

Your bottled water, Mr. Lerner.

Would you like me to squeeze your lemon
for you?

No, thanks, kid.

Anywho, I own an indie label and just
cut a new album on V -Town.

On V -Town, that would be... Well,
they're the hottest act out of Philly,

You know Philly. Philly got it going on,
baby. They're all crazy up on the flat

tip. Is that the phone I hear ringing,
boss?

Ah, if you like that.

Sorry.

This producer, Master Blaster, I've been
butting heads with this guy from day

one.

My master tape and backup deck got...

Coincidentally swiped from his studio.

Guy's a hood if you ask me, just like
all these punks.

So you want me to recover the master
from Master Blaster?

Right. Will you do it?

Sure. Why not?

You know, boss is all over me to give me
a shot on this gig.

You comfortable with that?

It's a hip -hop world. I mean, you know,
don't blend in. A lot better than me.

Well, who's going to supervise you?

I will.

How's that going to happen?

I can't have you out there in the field
doing legwork on that gig. I need you

here.

I got an idea.

Hit me.

Antoine.

He asked me that last week if we had any
work. You know, he's trying to move out

of his apartment by his own place.

You would wish Boz on Antoine?

You don't think Antoine could keep a
rein on Boz? Come on, man. It's a

match. It's perfect.

I remember you said that.

I didn't see the pattern at first, but
then I stumbled onto something.

Do you remember the Harris case,
Captain?

I don't know.

According to this, we only took in $730
,000 on that case. We did well over a

million on that case, didn't we?

That's what the media reported. That's
what you said in court.

And yet the paperwork shows that
somewhere in the SIU, we've lost almost

,000.

I found impound irregularities on 15
cases.

I don't get it.

I mean, nobody's stolen any money.

What do they have to gain by making it
appear we stole it?

We've been fed up, Bubba.

We got ourselves a little more.

We gotta do something.

What do you suggest?

I don't know, but we gotta figure out
this guy somehow.

Problem is, if we make a move, any move,
he knows.

We can't just do nothing.

Now that guy's got a hell of a talent
for getting in the middle of things.

find him.

That would be good.

What do you think? I don't know what I'm
being babysat?

What we got here is a lack of trust. You
know what I'm saying?

This is an insult.

A slap in the face. A travesty. No
offense, bro Jack.

None taken.

You understand.

This hand flies solo.

You know what I'm saying?

Well, here's what I'm saying, boss.

It's our agency.

Our rules.

You want the gig?

You work with Antoine.

Okay. That's your line. Okay. But I'm in
charge. No mistake about that.

No, he's a cop.

He's in charge.

Gentlemen, good day.

Is he for real?

He thinks he is.

Three, two, one.

Okay. Okay. You know, maybe I
overreacted. You know what I'm saying?

what I'm saying? I suggest you guys go
check out Dickie Lerner's producers.

got master blasts. Let's see what he's
got to say for himself.

Don't get your feathers ruffled, bro.

All I'm saying is that these brothers
are street, and you, you slide up. You

know what I'm saying? These brothers are
going to be more receptive to my

collecting. That's all I want. And what
exactly is your strategy, bro?

I'm just going to come out and ask
Master Blaster where the tape is. See,

chapter one in the P .I. handbook.

You want an answer?

You got to ask the question.

You calling me a liar, Chief?

Oh, you better.

Oh, what, bitch? You know you stole that
master, bastard, and you are going

downtown, baby.

I already killed you.

I ain't got your tape.

All right, that's enough.

Hey, I don't know who you are, but you
best get your hands off me.

Answer the question I'll be happy to.

Listen, Dickie Lerner sent a couple of
his boys in my studio to cut a demo.

I did the tape, I did my job, and got my
check.

I can dub as many copies as I want to.
It's my studio.

I ain't got to steal it.

Shaft. So if you didn't, who did?

Maybe Angry Jake.

And the girls that he throw him in his
pocket sneak around here last week.

Other than that, can't tell you nothing.
Well, you better not be jacking us,

Jack. All right, because we know where
you live.

All right.

Thank you. You too.

Ladies. I had it under control. PI
chapter one, right? That's right.

I said tomorrow.

So get.

We need another job.

What? Unfortunately, we don't have any
money.

My place got busted.

The cops got it all.

You know the rules.

You don't pay up front, get 50 % on the
back.

Okay, we'll take it.

That's the gig.

Armor car.

Takes up the cash at the toes of the
Golden Gate.

It brings it to the counter room at the
Presidio.

Runs just like clockwork.

For guards, two cans.

Free weight clothes.

And it's good for 300K.

These is pie.

Better be.

Just don't think of running off without
dissing me, my share.

My wishes don't have no non -expedition
treaty with me.

What are you doing, man?

I'm looking for the master, G.

I'm thinking Angry Jay is sampling V
-Town's tracks for a thing. You know

I'm saying?

Hey, don't touch that, man.

Turn it off.

Get the off switch.

What the hell are you doing up in my
booth, punk?

It's cool, man.

What do you mean it's cool?

Where you come from? How the hell did
they get up in here?

Angry Jay.

In the flesh, baby. I can't believe it.

We're your biggest fans, man. You're on
the back of the ship, baby.

You didn't answer my question.

What you doing up in my booth?

What are we doing here?

What are we doing? We enact.

That's right. We enact, huh?

That's right. We enact.

I'm Cookies and Cream, and this is
TikTok Babcock.

You know what I'm saying?

Straight out of Oak Town, baby.

So y 'all must really be something to
risk coming up in here. You know that,

right? More than something, G. You know,
I mean, we something.

Plus.

All right.

Let's see what you got.

Back up, man.

What do you mean?

Here?

Right now? Right here, right now.

All right, let's kick it. Let's kick it.

All right, what up? What up? What the
deal?

Well, I'm cookies and cream in your
mulatto dream.

Hopped up on caffeine with soul food
cuisine.

Be careful what you wish for, because my
wish came true.

I'm Ebony and Ivory inside this
spacesuit.

You're looking at me like I got some
jacked up ad -lib. I smack your ass just

like you was my bitch in the crib.

I just got my ice pack from the pawn
shop.

It was a chop shop. Mr. Miyagi, chop,
chop.

Got a lot of white chocolate in all of
me. I'm just being me. That's all that I

can be. Here's my brother, Tick Tock.
Here's my brother, Tick Tock. He'll feed

you with his smack by 12 o 'clock.

We sharing DNA because he's my clone.

Open it up and really, really set the
tone.

Well, I'm hip -hop and I rap and I rock.
Punch your lip like a clock. Keep it

down for the block. Keeping it live
since I was five and the attack laying

track. Make sure the party stay up,
cause I don't like it wack.

Yeah, yeah,

yeah. Alright, check it, check it, check
it, check it.

So don't blame me for hooking with this
wannabe.

He just trying to be the next big MC. I
know you think he frontin', G, but yo,

check it, trust me. He keeps it real
goopy, though he may be.

Cool. Okay, Mr. Thomas, well, I'll run
that offer by my partner. I can't say

receptive he'll be to it, but we'll see.

Uh, yeah.

Okay, well, I'll get back to you.

Uh, well, tomorrow at the latest.

Okay, bye -bye.

He's up to $400 ,000, babe.

I made $50 ,000 just by not listening to
him. That horse is worth $250 ,000 at

best.

Well, what are you going to do when
someone tells him this while you're

your strategic stall campaign?

If that was going to happen, it would
have already happened, man. I just got

the line. I'm just waiting to set the
hook.

Uh -huh.

You know, I get this feeling in my
stomach.

FIU, Lieutenant Dominguez.

Okay, I'll be right there.

Boz and Antoine.

There it goes again.

Not Nellie O .P. on the mic, G.

Now, Nellie O .P. did the pen the last
five to ten. Would this tape must be his

comeback, Jack?

So it looks like Angry Jay's secret
project is going to be hit, huh?

Which means he's got no reason to tamper
with town's master.

Brother. Man.

If you must.

Now, I mean no disrespect by this, G.
You know that.

But I'm just thinking now. Hear me out.
I'm thinking, why?

Does Dickie Lerner give this gig to you?
A middle -aged, plot -nose -eating,

huevos rancheros -loving Mexican man
investigating the world of hip -hop.

Because he don't want you to find the
tape. You get it?

I get it.

And you know why he doesn't want me to
find the tape? Wait, wait, wait, wait,

wait. What, you saying you're heading me
on this one, Guy? Uh -huh.

Did you know that Dickie Lerner lost his
shirt in an online record dot -com

venture? And that he has a $5 million
insurance policy on the V -Town project?

Gee. Rule number one, boss. Always check
out your client.

So Dickie's our man, right?

I saw my first case!

You did the legwork.

No, I saw my first case. First case. Me.

Chair broken.

Do I get paid now?

Hey, you want to see me? Yeah.

I need you to do something for me.

What's that?

Turn around and blow out the candles.

Happy birthday.

I can't believe you did this. I'm not a
birthday person and I told you. Yeah,

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, blow out the candles.

We've got a forest fire going here.
Okay.

You got me a horse.

I'm going to see the mayor.

Happy birthday to you.

You want out?

I put you in the SIU and now you're
telling me you have reservations?

Well, I'm very sorry about your personal
crisis of conscience, Inspector.

But you are not bigger than the job.

He's gotten to you, hasn't he, Bridges?

He's confused you, hasn't he?

What did you tell him?

Nothing.

I went through a lot.

I emphasize a lot to conduct this
investigation.

Bridges is a corrupt cop.

And the department wants to rid itself
of such elements.

We're almost done here, Rachel.

And when we're done, you'll get your
reassignment and your promotion.

And when it comes time to remember what
team you played on, it won't be

forgotten.

You never told me I'd have to sell out
people I respect.

You want respect?

Don't quit on me.

Not now.

You will finish this assignment,
Inspector.

Security procedures, drop schedule, so
you plan the heist and then you sell the

packages, right?

I like that stuff, man. It's a hobby.

I better write some crime novels.

I like you, Mr. Switch.

You're going to walk off this boat with
full immunity.

You answer every question. How does that
sound?

Sounds like you want to ask me about a
package that ain't in the vault.

Tell me, Mr. Switch, what did you give
to those girls?

The county room at the Golden Gate
Bridge.

When? Now, baby.

Running. Call SWAT. Roll the unit. It's
the county house at the Golden Gate

Bridge. It's in the Presidio.

Thank you, man. Stay out of trouble.

Wait.

Now you want to ask me about an old man.

What old man?

Leia's dad.

He had a thing for a pretty young, under
-18 -year -old girl.

Game's over.

What do you got?

He bought that bike as a present for his
little girlfriend.

He came to my shop on her
recommendation, in fact.

Angie.

Yeah, Angie.

He started going out with her when she
was 17.

He set her up.

Brooks hooked her up with the condo, the
credit cards, the bike.

And then Angie met Leah.

Things got ugly.

Hmm.

Angie dumped Brooks for his own
daughter?

Can you blame her?

Tell me how I get to the Presidio.

Yeah, here, let me show you.

Show me inside first.

White Brill, 9 -2 -2 -1 -6 -8 -7.

Angie, put it down.

Think about it. Put it down.

Okay. Good girl.

Put it down.

That's it.

Keep your hands where I can see them.

Angie, hands where I can see them.

Nash. Nash, the DA's office, they won't
release Leia on bail.

They don't set bail for murder. She was
kidnapped, brainwashed by that vile...

She killed the guard, Tom.

Angie killed the guard.

Leia was seduced. How can you let this
happen?

Tell me again.

Who was seduced?

You did this to your daughter the moment
you brought Angie home.

That'll be your life sentence.

I found the tapes. So what I need is for
you to find the insurance claimant.

Good news.

Taste of salt.

Mission impossible?

Possible.

Where did you get those?

In a storage locker registered to your
company.

Let's have a listen, shall we?

Exhibit A. The bootiest rap ever.

Not going to make much of a chat off
that crap, right?

But you will make a hefty insurance
payoff if it's stolen, right?

You can't search my locker. That's a
violation of my rights.

Yeah, well, you shouldn't have hired
cops, Dickie.

But we can get an arrest warrant for
fraud.

No, you can't. You can't. We got some
bracelets for you. We'll take a ride.

Let's go.

That's right. What did I tell you?
Everything's going to turn out just

and Anton closed the gig.

What's the matter? Who died?

Murdered? By his bookie?

No.

No, this is a joke, right?

I guess you should have closed the deal
yesterday, huh?

I'll tell Nick.

Come on, let's take a ride.

Where are we going?

I want to show you something.

Now I'm totally baffled. You call
yourself a cop.

Oh, come on now.

There's no way that you actually... No,
no, no. I didn't buy you a horse.

I can't even afford the feed for this
guy.

He belongs to my father, Nick.

But he said you could ride him anytime.
He gave me permission.

Really? Yeah.

Oh, my gosh. He's beautiful.

What's his name?

Mr. Woody.

Really? What's his name?

I swear that's his name. Are you
kidding? I didn't name him.

Oh, sweetie.

You want to take him for a spin?

Absolutely.

Bob.