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Hmm.

This is the story of Walter Nebeka.

Doing what he likes best, fighting crime
in the streets.

You see, Walter's a policeman.

Unfortunately, the chief doesn't want
Walter on the streets.

Captain, get back to your cage, boy.

Now! So Walter must fight crime in his
own way, in the computer room.

That's where he's an expert.

Fortunately for me, Walter's advanced
knowledge of electronics led him to

experiment with what is called a
hologram.

That's a very fancy word for a three
-dimensional picture that, when

can be made to look real, sound real.

As a matter of fact, given enough power,
it can even be made to feel real.

That's kind of what got me into this
world.

You must be Walter Nebeka.

How did you know that? It's on the
programming you fed into my system. I

say, Walter, you're very good. Very good
indeed.

I look wonderful.

If you do say so yourself.

You programmed me to be honest.

But tell me, why did you call me Auto
Man? It means that you're the world's

first truly automatic man.

You can do anything because...

You're not real.

Oh, but I am. I'm as real as you are,
just different.

And thanks to you, perfect.

Nobody's perfect, Auto Man.

That's not true, Walter.

You've programmed me to observe other
people and do whatever they can do as

as they can do it.

Jimmy Connors playing tennis, John
Travolta dancing.

In fact, on a scale of one to ten, think
of me as an eleven.

I've created a monster.

No, what Walter really created was a
wonderful force for good.

Auto Man.

That's me.

Maybe she isn't coming.

Informants are about as reliable as
computers.

You're not against computers, Captain.

It's just that you're uncomfortable
around things that are, well... Go

say it. Complicated. I don't like
electric races, either.

Jack Curtis?

Miss Simmons, I presume? Don't turn
around.

Let's take a walk.

Do as I say if you want what you came
for.

All right, what have you got?

Enough information to prove that the mob
is buying into the casino hotel in Las

Vegas. That's not exactly earth
-shattering news. They've been trying to

into the casino for years.

This time they're getting some help from
an elected official.

Okay, what proof have you got?

I want $20 ,000.

That's a lot of money, lady.

I can get you a lot of indictments. All
the way to the top?

He's my jackpot.

But I need the money by tomorrow or I
might not be around to deliver.

Get out of here.

Move it.

Run. Get out.

Captain, you can't go after them alone.

Who's going to help me?

Walden.

I read you, Jack.

Captain Boyd's gone after them. I'm
getting help.

You're going to be too late. We blew it.

Not necessarily.

Are you going to be long, man?

I don't think so.

Lose the number?

No, no, I got the right number.

I'm just waiting.

You're supposed to hold it up to your
ears.

I'm using the phone to communicate with
my computer back in... Well, it's kind

of a long story.

Well, I don't have time for a long
story, man.

I need that phone right now. I'm really
very sorry. Step out of the phone, now!

Cursor, thank God.

What the hell is that?

Cursor, that isn't nice.

It's the moon!

Rachel,

get back in this car!

I don't know how the hell you did this,
but are you going to get it right now?

I wouldn't.

You think that bat scares me, man?

It would me.

Were I in your shoes.

Now, if you'll excuse us, man.

What's the emergency, Walter?

They grabbed our informant. The
captain's in hot pursuit.

Cursor.

How in the world are we going to pick up
their trail now, Walter?

That's what this is for.

Unit A to Captain Boyd.

Ebbish, where's my help?

On the way, sir.

What's your location?

I'm on Riverside.

I just crossed Sherry.

We'll be right there.

How are you going to catch up with me?

No time for explanations now, sir.

He's still back there. Let's take him
out.

No, just buy it in a few seconds. That's
all we need.

Well, slow down. Keep it fast.

Oh, you want to get killed, do you?

Don't do anything rash, sir. We're right
behind you.

Is that you, Nebbish?

Where'd you come from? What is that
you're driving?

I suggest we split up, Walter. Let the
captain take the sedan.

We'll go after the limo.

Wait a minute. Who said that?

The driver.

I commandeered the fastest car I could
find, sir.

Well, fast car or not, how are you going
to go after that limo? I can't even get

past this guy here.

We'll go around the other way.

What other way?

What happened?

Hold it right there. Where'd that car
come from?

Where'd anybody come from?

They're under arrest.

Step on it. Move it.

I don't know how they did it, but they
caught up to us.

Who? I don't know. It's not even a cop
car.

Nice going, Otto.

We've got him.

I'm afraid we have a slight problem,
Walter.

What is it?

As long as your witness is in the back
of that car, anything we do jeopardizes

her life.

I have an idea.

Can Cursor make this into something a
little more flexible?

Something that can be used to see
without being seen, for instance?

Exactly.

That's why I'm very lucky to have you
programming me, Walter.

You're always full of surprises.

Cursor?

What do you mean gone? How could they be
gone?

They didn't make that last turn with us.

Want to head back to town?

No, you better not risk them picking us
up again. Just head straight for the

judges.

They're turning into that big estate.

Well, I'm turning into a pumpkin.

What? You know the power problems
they've been having out here with this

wave?

I'm afraid we're experiencing a flight
brownout.

Otto, we're 3 ,000 feet in the air.

A brownout is a wipeout.

I think I can get us down.

But beyond that... Down, Otto.

Down.

Faith and sound.

But do you always have to make it so
close?

Walter, you have your rules for
survival. I have mine.

You created the world's first perfect
hologram, remember?

Perfect?

You need oxygen.

I need power. You think generating three
-dimensional images with substance

comes easy? You try it. I'm sorry.

It's just that I don't like the idea of
walking into that snake pit up ahead all

alone. I'm sorry too, Walter, but it's
nearly dawn.

The world is making toast, watching Good
Morning America, brushing its teeth.

I don't have the strength left to help
you.

That's the way I was programmed.

I know, Otto.

Maybe it's for the best, anyway.

We know the kidnappers went into that
big mansion. It's the only one around.

I'll just call for a backup.

And you won't have to explain me to the
captain. You're right.

I'm going to be a big hero. You earned
it.

After all, if it weren't for you, I
wouldn't exist.

Goodbye.

Never cleared a dispatch.

I need a SWAT team down the double.

I am sorry about all this, Your Honor,
but the man who thought he saw

the car coming in this general direction
is new.

Captain, if your men are willing to give
up their Sunday morning in the pursuit

of justice, what seems to be the least I
can do is offer them some breakfast.

Oh, no, we couldn't accept that, Your
Honor.

After all we've caused you.

So we'll just get back to L .A. Very
well, Captain.

By the way, give the commissioner my
very best.

I sure will do that.

Judge Alexander Farnsworth, I'll get you
for this. I

know what I saw.

This is where those guys brought that
informant. And the limousine looked just

like that.

Walter, every limousine in the world
looks just like that. Besides, the

are wrong. You can see that.

Not to mention, there's no girl here.

Well, the car must have dropped her off
and left.

Or saw me land and decided to take her
someplace else.

What are you talking about, land?

From the fence, when I climbed over.

A figure of speech.

Well, sometimes you worry me.

Come on, let's go.

Jack.

That girl.

There's something familiar about her.

You probably saw her on the society
page.

Stop staring and come on.

Is there something more we can do for
you, officer?

No, ma 'am. I'm sorry if I was staring.

But I had the feeling that we might have
met someplace.

It's possible.

I used to be a professional dancer. Do
you frequent the ballet?

No, not as much as I'd like.

Club 51, perhaps?

No, I'm not really much of a dancer.

Too bad.

The second best thing you can do for
your body.

The first being good food, of course.

Won't you stay?

Oh, I'd love to, but I've got to get
back to headquarters.

I think this is going to be a tough
case.

Are you in charge?

No, no, no, no.

I'm kind of the department's computer
expert. You know, gather up all the

and see what they add up to.

Hmm. That's fascinating, mister.

Nebaker. Walter Nebaker. And you'd be?

Ellen. Ellen Fowler. I'm the judge's
secretary.

Nebaker!

Oh, well, it's been nice meeting you,
Miss Fowler.

Of all the idiotic, bushly plays I have
ever seen, if you had to make a mistake,

why did you have to pick Judge
Farnsworth to make it with?

I didn't make a mistake, sir. I saw them
take the informant to his place.

You can't even see the Farnsworth place
from where you were found.

I know it's hard to believe, but I'm
telling you she was there.

Look, if the highly placed elected
official the girl told Jack about was

Farnsworth... Well, the whole thing
would make sense.

Nonsense is what you mean, Curtis.

Will you kindly explain to this computer
jockey that the best friend this

department has ever had is Judge
Farnsworth? I'm not going to waste any

breath on this subject or him, Captain.
Get back to your cage, boy.

Now!

At least you two would believe me.
Walter, I want to, but the captain is

absolutely right.

Farnsworth is known as the hanging
judge.

He's the mob's worst enemy.

Yeah, but if we knew that the mob was
involved in buying into a new casino

in Las Vegas, and we suspect Judge
Farnsworth is involved, well, all I have

do is find the connection.

Walter, that's something I would not try
to do if I were you.

Hello, Walter. Good to see you. That 220
line you put in is holding up well.

Knock it off, Otto. You really fixed me
good last night.

Fixed you?

I hadn't realized there was anything
wrong with you. How can I help?

There's nothing wrong with me.

It's just that we searched the
Farnsworth estate and came up empty.

What's more, he's the police
commissioner's best friend.

And I look like a fool.

So that's the reason for the data you've
been feeding into my systems.

Would it interest you to know that Judge
Farnsworth is going to Las Vegas with

his secretary, Miss Fowler?

How could you possibly know that?

Well, since the kidnapping involved the
estate, I simply ran a cross -check of

the telephone service into that
residence.

And the computer turned up several
airline contacts.

From there, I... Cross -referenced the
airline computers.

Damn, it's hard to stay mad at you.

Good. And you think my lead is
important?

Sure. I'll put it through channels. Tell
Captain Boyd about the link.

Channels? You'd prefer to work without
me?

Not prefer, Otto.

But, well, I can't afford too many days
where I make a fool of myself.

Especially in front of a big shot like
Judge Farnsworth.

Early indications are he's a crook.

Great. Let's put him in irons.

Cursor, get the irons.

There. You see, if you'd have done that
in public, I'd have been fired.

You've got the best mind for deductive
reasoning on this planet.

Yes, I know.

Yeah, but when it comes to understanding
the human predicament, you still fall a

little short.

Short?

You call me short?

See, now that's exactly what I'm talking
about.

I gotta teach you a little more about
people.

Hey, I've got it.

Got what?

This.

Videotape cassettes?

Not just any tapes, Otto. The kind
that'll show you how young people act,

way they talk.

That's a good idea, Walter.

Sometimes I do feel a little... Out of
it?

Beg pardon?

Never mind.

Just relax.

I'm going to feed a few of these into
your system.

Let's see.

Saturday night fever?

Flash dance?

Staying alive?

Here. This should get you off to a good
start.

Where do I look?

You don't.

I'm going to feed it straight into you.

What?

I'm in the movie.

No, the movie's in you.

Look, Otto, I've got to go, all right?
I'll be back.

Now I know how he feels when I have to
leave.

How interesting.

Walter?

Walter?

I wonder if I should.

Yes, of course, you're right, Cursor.
Who better?

Otto, Walter Nebeka residence.

He's not in at the moment, but if you'll
leave your name and a message at the

sound of the tone, he'll get back to you
right away.

Ellen Fowler calling from Las Vegas.

I'm sorry to be calling like this, but
it's a matter of life and death.

I'm at the Casino Hotel. Please call me
immediately.

Las Vegas.

Life and death.

So, he thinks I'm not ready to interact
with other people, eh?

Yes, I realize that, Cursor, but I can't
show up at headquarters.

Tell Walter where I've gone when he gets
back.

Do as you're told.

Cursor, you're right about one thing. I
can't go to Las Vegas looking like this.

But I'm not programmed to look any other
way.

Unless... Cursor?

Here's something for you to get your
teeth into, Otto.

Judge Farnsworth is sitting on the bench
next month for the trial of Leonard

Martin. He's the biggest gambler in the
country.

What if the judge sold out?

I think it's time for you to make an
appearance, Otto.

That's what I call service.

Cursor, good to see you.

I don't understand.

Where's Auto Man?

You know only Auto Man can understand
you. Where is he?

What are you doing?

Where are you going? I need Auto Man.

Dear Walter, Auto Man asked me to tell
you he received an emergency message

Ellum Fowler.

and has gone ahead to Las Vegas to save
her.

Thanks for the message, Cursor.

It's nice to know that Auto Man... He's
gone ahead to Las Vegas to save her? By

himself? And you let him do it?

Wally, what is it?

Who are you yelling at?

I, uh, nothing. I was just closing up
shop.

I wasn't yelling at anybody.

How come you go home at this hour?

Oh, I'm not going home.

I'm going to Las Vegas.

Oh.

Las Vegas.

I'm an associate of a mutual friend,
Walter Nebaker.

How did you find me?

Well, you charged a long -distance phone
call to your room from the bar phone,

since the hotel is fully computerized.

My message to Officer Nebaker was not to
tell anyone.

Well, we're a team.

May I?

Please.

What are you drinking, sir?

Oh, I don't drink. Thank you.

Have some peanut.

Oh, I don't eat either.

Whatever you do, on you it looks good.

Why did you choose Walter, Officer
Nebaker, to confide in?

He said that he was in charge of the
police computer.

And I think that using it may be
necessary to prove the things that I

I see.

What I have to tell you is extremely
confidential.

There are people who would kill me if
they knew that I was talking.

Do you mind if we sit a little closer?
It'd be best if we looked like we're

on a date.

It would be my pleasure.

Would you prefer to go someplace more
private?

No, thank you. The more public, the
better. They wouldn't dare do anything

here.

Oh, dear.

That's Judge Farnsworth.

If he suspects that you're a cop, we're
both dead.

Do you dance?

Have you ever seen John Travolta dance?

Yes.

Then you've seen me.

I'm shaking like a leaf. I'm afraid
that's one step I don't know.

However...

founders i need to keep from calling
attention to ourselves i thought it was

very clever you are the best dancer i
have ever seen and that shirt i don't

believe this is happening to me where
can we go to get away from here well i

have a room in the judges suite upstairs
he shouldn't be up for some time we'll

meet you there my room's 8 12 i think we
should talk you think we should talk I

could pull your plug right now.

Walter, my presence in Las Vegas was
based on logical conclusions. Logical

conclusions? I didn't program you to
leave without telling me. You told me

to come to headquarters.

I didn't tell you to come to Las Vegas
and dance. Dance in Las Vegas?

They're on their way up.

Walter, she might have been in immediate
danger, and I couldn't reach you.

That's still no excuse for making a
public display of yourself.

You programmed me to fit in socially.

Or should I say misprogrammed?

Miss Program?

Did I hear the word Miss Program?

Walter, you don't know what helpless is
until you find yourself out there all

alone with no information whatsoever.

What kind of information?

You're the greatest detective who ever
lived. Maybe the greatest brain.

Really? What's my sign?

What? Miss Fowler said she was a Virgo
and it seemed very important to her to

know what I was.

And I didn't know what she was talking
about.

Well, what do I tell people when they
ask me that?

What am I?

Tell them you're an apple, too.

Come in.

Now then, Miss Fowler, just what is it
that you're afraid of?

The numbers are all here.

Some are in Switzerland, some are listed
for the Cayman Islands.

It's all part of the judge's dealings
with these gamblers.

Gamblers? Switzerland, Cayman, they must
be bank accounts.

Looks like the judge is drawing more
than his salary.

There is a way that you can verify it,
isn't there? Sure.

If we can get to a computer terminal.

The casino has one. We'll need to copy
down these numbers.

Please. hurry if the judge should come
in here and find me. The first number is

018799432. The second is 016643521.
Wait, wait, wait. Not so fast.

Never mind.

I'll remember them.

What is he talking about? There's 20
pages in here.

It's a long story.

Don't worry.

We'll do all we can.

Signed, sealed, and delivered. The judge
is as good as dead.

Sensational, darling.

I knew it could count on you.

You slip into something very special,
and I'll be down with a little surprise.

All right.

What can I say? When you're hot, you're
hot.

Farnsworth is finished.

You know, I've got to hand it to you.

Using the cop's own computers against
him. Now, that was a touch of genius.

Thank you, Mr. Martin.

Now, just as soon as they verify the
amounts that I put into his account,

pull them back out.

And the police, well, they're going to
think that the judge hid it.

So there's nothing to worry about, as
long as there are no leaks.

No, what's the leak?

No one knows this part of the operation
except you and me.

And, uh, Ellen.

I do see what you mean.

You know what you have to do.

I see him.

We'll need a distraction.

The slot machines are all computerized.

Otto, you're not going to do anything
illegal. I am a cop.

How can giving the customer a break be
considered illegal?

I don't want to be here for this one.

Come on.

Security chief, please report to the
cashier's office.

This is Auto Man.

I need a little help.

Would you mind passing the word along
the surface to your friend?

It would be my pleasure, Auto Man. Here
we go.

Son of a gun, Charlie Banks.

Stood me up.

Ellen?

God.

The judge

is quite a crook.

He has illegal bank accounts all over
the world.

That's hard to believe, isn't it? A man
has practically dedicated his life to

fighting crooked gamblers like Leonard
Martin.

Facts are facts.

No, Otto.

Sometimes there's something behind them
that we can't see. Walter, must I remind

you that Judge Farnsworth's involvement
in this was your idea to start with? I

know, but... You wouldn't be letting
that young lady influence you.

Maybe. But not in the way you think.

It just seems to me that Ellen Fowler
has a lot in common with that informant

kidnapped the other night.

Miss Simmons?

Yes.

Her hair is different, but she's about
the same size and bone structure.

And when she moved hurriedly, she
reminded me of a dancer.

Well, if they were one and the same
person, that would certainly make her

testimony suspect.

Yeah, as well as the evidence she so
conveniently dropped in our laps.

I think we better have another talk with
Ellen Fowler before we turn this stuff

in.

Otto, I don't like the looks of this.

to like the rest of what I have to tell
you even less, Walter.

Alan Fowler is dead.

Wally, I was afraid I'd find you here.

What have you got yourself mixed up in?

Wally.

That is... Of course not.

He doesn't even light up.

Roxanne.

How is it you don't have any place to go
when I don't need you?

Casinos have their own power source.

I stay indefinitely.

What else could go wrong?

Well, well, well, Walter.

Walter, imagine seeing you here.

Looks like you might be right about
Farnsworth.

Those two thugs the captain arrested
told us they were working for him.

That's why you're here.

Yes, just in time to see him arrested on
suspicion of murder.

And to find this, this book was found in
the judge's room. I want you to run a

complete profile to see what those
numbers might be, all right? I'm afraid

know that book only too well. We?

Who is this?

This is, uh, well, someone who's working
with me on my federal computer program.

Fed?

What can you do that Wally can't do?

I'm in computers.

On a very high confidential level.

But I can tell you this book does
provide a motive for the judge to kill

Fowler.

Except it's all been too easy.

I don't believe it.

Well, there's no pleasing you, is there?

What do you think is going on? A
conspiracy?

Exactly. One to frame the judge.

And to find the source of such a
conspiracy, we have to work in the

direction and find who profits most by
his being discredited.

Sherlock Holmes, please.

Lenny Martin.

Mr. Leonard Martin.

gambling czar. He's the only guy I know
who would have enough to put this

together. Of course.

Once they bring charges against the
judge, they'll have to pull him off

trial. This is the framest, the neatest
I've ever seen.

How long can you wait before you bring
charges? 24 hours.

Great.

Come on, Otto.

Otto, do you think you can go back into
the casino computer terminal for some

really important information?

Oh, yes. We've become quite friendly.
But what else is there to know?

We already know the numbers of the
accounts the money was transferred into.

That's why I want you to see if you can
find the numbers of the accounts the

money was transferred out of.

And trace it back as far as it'll go.

I'll get right on it.

Now, where's Auto Man going?

He just got there.

The computer room.

That does it for this edition of
Eyewitness News. Nothing. Thank you,

They don't say nothing about any arrest.
They don't even mention the judge's

name. They will, just as soon as the
Swiss bank accounts come out. Come out?

You laid that on them hours ago.

And they checked it. Our sources in
Switzerland confirmed it. All right, so

know about it. And they checked it.

But they're not doing anything about it.
Well, that's the funny part.

There's nothing funny about this, Jason.

Now, it was your brainstorm to borrow
the money from the syndicate to set up

this frame.

Just for a couple of days, you said.

We'll have it back before they know it's
missing, you said. Shut up!

Now, we're running out of time.

If they find out that millions of
dollars are missing, I'm a dead man!

And so are you.

One guy, Mr. Martin, that's all it is.

What do you mean, one guy?

A cop, the computer expert.

All he has to do is stop sitting on the
evidence and give it to the press.

Maybe he was ordered not to.

Jason, people disobey orders all the
time, don't they? I mean, it's

just in how you present it to them,
right?

Wally, we're running out of time.

Now, where is Auto Man?

He's in the computer, right through that
door.

You mean computer room?

No, I mean... Inside the computer.

That's his world.

You see, we're not just looking for a
bank account that might have sent the

money to the judge.

We're tracing back every related bank
that might have holding accounts for the

mob.

Nebbish? Nebaker.

Close enough. There's a call for you.

He sent it to the police.

Thanks. You can take it on any
household.

Look, I'll be right back.

This is Officer Nebaker. There's
supposed to be a call for me.

I'll wait.

Excuse me. I wonder if you wouldn't mind
accompanying me to the main desk.

What for?

Well, I'm only carrying a message. I
think it has something to do with that

policeman that just left.

Unless you're very tired of breathing.

I suggest you come and do as I say.

Hello?

Hello?

Yes, I'm waiting for a call.

Nebaker.

N -E -B -I -C -H -E -R.

No, I was paged.

Thank you.

Excuse me, but there was a young lady
sitting here just a minute ago. Sorry,

pal, she left.

But she wouldn't leave here alone.

Center lounge.

Looks like you're turning into a popular
guy.

The house phone.

If you don't mind, I'd like to take this
one right here.

Thanks.

Nebuchadnezzar. If you don't want to see
your friend end up like the judge's

secretary...

so they get the whole story on him. You
understand?

Wait. Wait.

Damn.

Is your cash register computerized?
Sure. Hooks right into the main hotel

computer. Keep tabs on everything.

Official police business.

I've got to punch up a message.

Curse her!

Leave her alone!

Come on.

From now on, I only drink at home.

And all I see there is snakes.

He said they get the press over here.
That means they're in the hotel.

But where?

I checked Martin's personal accounts.

He keeps a permanent residence in the
penthouse.

That's my auto man.

In light of the recent hospitality
they've shown us, I suggest we join

I hope we know what we're doing.

You two just jump bail, go on down to
Florida, and have a good time.

You did a nice job.

I'd say that's little enough for murder.

Get him.

I was hoping you'd try something like
this. Get him!

Doing your own dirty work for a change,
eh, Mr. Martin?

Who said that?

He did.

Where did you come from?

Same place he did.

Now, I don't know how you got into this
room and, uh, or what that fancy

bulletproof costume is all about, but
unless you're planning to kill me, you

better get out of here.

Oh, you don't have to worry about us
killing you.

The way I see it, the mob is going to do
that.

What are you talking about?

When you transferred funds from the
various syndicate accounts to the

you put them through your own accounts
first.

You left tracks, so to speak.

But don't worry. No one can trace it
back now.

Because the judge doesn't have the money
anymore.

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

What counts is that you've got the money
now.

Right here in your casino account.

I've got it.

Oh, no.

No.

This is Leonard Morton.

I need some cash.

How much can I draw against my account?

According to their computer, I've got
more money than this

casino.

Hey, listen, you've got to help me get
the money out of my accounts. I mean,

you've got to.

It's the mob's money.

I'm a dead man if they find out I've got
it.

Look, come on, we're all grown up. I
mean, we can come to some kind of

agreement. There must be something you
want, some price.

Where's Roxanne?

Jason's got her.

And he won't come back until he hears on
the news that the judge is finished.

Then you'll just have to help us find
him and tell him everything's all right.

Come on, he's halfway to the Rockies.
You'll never get him. I think we will.

Cursor, I won't be needing this disguise
any longer.

This is impossible.

Up to the roof, Mr. Martin.

Now. Cursor, the auto chopper.

What the hell is that?

I know you must be getting pretty
uncomfortable, honey.

But just as soon as we get off the
lodge, I'm going to show you a real good

time.

He's going to hurt someone with that
gun.

We'd better merge, Walter.

Oh, don't come any closer.

I may not be able to hurt you, but what
about the girl? It's still the girl.

He's got us, Otto.

Not yet.

I can still discharge my entire energy
field against him.

Of course, even if it fails, it means
leaving you here on your own.

Otto, there's some risks the man just
has to take.

Just stay where you are.

Walter, I am so glad to see you.

There's only one more thing in the whole
world I could possibly ask for.

What's that?

You fill out the report on this one.

I never saw anything like it. They're
falling all over each other trying to

cooperate. Don't often get a bunch of
suspects trying to compete with each

in confession, right? Well, all I can
say is that I'm glad I turned out to be

wrong about Judge Farnsworth.

Next time, Nebershire, before you jump
to conclusions, check your computer

first.

Uh, Captain, did you just say what I
think you said?

You want Wally to use the computer? I
can tell you that in the future I will

anything in my power to make sure that
Officer Nebisher and his bright ideas

right where they belong, off the street.

Mr. Boyd here.

Why, yes, sir, Your Honor.

Certainly, sir.

I understand.

I'll tell him myself.

Tell him, Captain?

Well, that was Judge Farnsworth. He
personally is recommending

our boy Wally here for the police mental
accommodation.

Me? Wally, that's terrific.

But I don't deserve it. No, no, no, no,
you don't. But I know who does.

It's that Fed you were telling me about,
Curtis.

He's the one that cracked this case wide
open and never she hears taking all the

credits, stealing it out of the right
guy's mouth.

Where are you going?

Back to where you want me, sir.

In the computer room.

To give credit where credit is due.