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I'm not saying it works.

I'm not saying it doesn't work.

I'm keeping an open mind. That's all.

I just don't believe you can predict the future

with bio-rhythms or anything else.

Bio-rhythms don't predict the future, Jon.

They only forecast when you'll be at your best

or your worst. So you can deal with it.

Kind of takes the surprises out of life, doesn't it?

'Hey, isn't that a Robbie Davis rig?'

Get away from me, you nut!

Robbie!

What are you doing here?

Are you alright?

Will you go catch that ape?

This was deliberate, Ponch.

Driver, put your hands out the window.

Put 'em out!

Anything else you need me for?

Yeah. How about an explanation?

You just took my statement.

Robbie, uh, by the time I got to the truck

the driver had disappeared.

The truck checked out empty and stolen.

Yeah, and if running you off the road wasdeliberate we--

Ponch, if I go with the wrecker right now

I can get another tractor and deliver this load.

If I don't, I lose the contract.

So can I explain later?

She's inviting me to dinner.

Breakfast.

Both?

Breakfast at 8:00.

I jog at 7:00.

Good. I'll join you.

I'll see you.

Look, uh..

Whatever happened between you and Robbie?

I thought you two had something good going.

So did I.

Her father retired, turned the business over to her

and she had four things going.

- Yeah.

Me and three trucks.

And I came last.

Now, that's too bad. You still dating her?

Only when she really misses me.

Yeah, like, uh, when she invites you to dinner, right?

Hey, I know she didn't come right out and say so

but, uh, she's in trouble now.

She needs my help.

- Yeah.

I didn't hear her ask for that.

Oh, Jon!

It's in the eyes, Jon.

The eyes.

Murray Thomas..

You foul up and then you lie to me on the telephone.

I never lie to you on the telephone.

She jackknifed.

- She should have rolled over. - Mm-hmm.

And then she goes and makes a delivery right on time.

For sheer guts, Robbie Davis makes you look like a choir boy.

Alright.

They almost caught me stealing that truck.

I almost got myself killed.

I came that close to getting myself busted

by that motor cop.

Now, I've had it.

'You said what you wanted to say. I did my best.'

I'm through.

No more.

That's it!

Hello, information?

I want the Los Angeles number

of the highway patrol.

What are you doing?

I'm turning you in.

You're through with me, fine.

You broke parole. You're going back to the joint.

Don't do that!

You listen to me, you cheap punk!

Now, I came here to build a business.

I make big ones out of little ones

and I've got backers to answer to.

I offered to buy her out, but she won't sell.

'Well, I've got a reputation to protect.'

So I take her out. Do you understand?

Yeah, I understand.. Like you bought me out.

And I haven't seen a dime yet.

I paid your creditors, my friend.

I paid for trucks and service.

You still owe me for service.

I want her contract.

What do you want me to do?

You want me to go around stealing trucks

and trying to wreck that dame?

I'm going to kill myself!

Well, do what you did your time for

burn her out.

Oh, no.

No way.

I get caught just lighting a cigarette.

I go back inside for years. No, thanks.

Okay! Okay!

'How long has this been going on, Robbie?'

Oh, I started jogging

six months ago.

It's great for the body.

I meant the attacks on your company.

Oh, that started, uh, a couple of weeks ago.

At first I thought it was just vandalism.

Some tires slashed and broken windows.

But then couplings started coming apart for no reason

and, uh, fuel tanks started to leak, you know?

Have you reported it?

Yeah, but that doesn't help.

I mean, the police can't guard my trucks.

No, but look.. Why don't we stop and talk?

I can't run and talk at the same time, eh?

Well, then talk later. We got another mile.

You wouldn't have an ulterior motive

for trying to wear me out, would you?

- Robbie, I-I left my-- - Wait.

Back to normal.

- My pulse.

That's how you tell what kind of shape you're in.

The length of time that it takes your pulse

to return to normal. It took me two minutes.

You left your what?

I left my motor at the station.

Save me a half hour if I could shower

at your place. You mind?

No, I don't mind.

How's your father and his, uh, buddy Sam?

'Fine. They're up north fishing.'

Pop calls me all the time

to see how I'm doing.

I think he'd still rather be driving a truck

but..

Tell him about your problems?

No. I can handle it.

Alone, huh?

Ask no favors, owe no debts.

Hey..

We went through all that six months ago.

I haven't changed.

Have you?

No.

What you see is what you get.

Then let it go. Okay?

Uh..

So who's trying to put you out of business?

I really have no idea.

I mean, I'm not that big a threat to anybody.

Why don't we talk about it over breakfast?

I won't be long, okay?

Well, aren't you going to invite us in?

Pop! How are you?

- Hi, Robbie. - Well, tolerable.

Unless you're going to make us stand

out here all day long.

Oh, come in. I'm sorry.

I mean, this is a surprise.

I thought you were still fishing.

Uh, well, Robbie, uh..

...drowning worms is more like it.

Well, the weather wasn't too good, and we--

Hey, Robbie, you got any soap without perfume..

Uh, Ponch is here.

He-Hello, Mr. Davis.

- Sam, hi! - Hey.

You're-you're looking well.

Hey, what, you two get married

without letting me know?

- No! - 'Oh, hey, no, no, no.'

I'm on my way to work.

- Yeah.

Well, that's some uniform

you got there, Poncherello.

Hey, look, it's, there's a simple explanation to this.

- Yeah, I can ex--

- I don't wanna hear it. - I can explain, Mr. Davis.

I told you, I don't want to hear it.

Do you always charge into everything like a bull?

- Pop! - Yes!

Alright.

Now, what's all this about the company?

Your drivers are quitting and your trucks

are breaking down.

Fish weren't biting, huh?

Okay, now everybody has their own chart

so check the name at the bottom to make sure it's yours.

'Okay? Yeah.'

The vertical lines separate the days

and the dates are on the bottom.

The blue line is physical

the red emotional..

...and the green intellectual.

These lines show whether or not

you're up or down in each category.

'Now, you can take any straight edge to find the day'

'and where the wavy line crosses a zero line'

'it means you're critical in that category.'

So if anything happens to you on a critical day

please make a note of it on the form

I passed out with the chart.

Okay? That's it.

Okay, now.

The fact that Cahill is doing

this bio-rhythm study for her master's degree

doesn't mean that you're volunteering to help.

The department wants to know the results.

'The captain has ordered this shift to comply'

'and that means all of you.'

Yes, Grossman.

I hope we get time off, like those airlines

that ground their pilots on critical days.

'Wrong, Grossie, I've heard of that'

but I don't know anyone who's actually doing it.

Well, fellas,

I tried.

Okay, that's it.

Hit your beats.

Alright. I got all your equipment.

I did your shopping for you.

You understand, Mr. Maddox I couldn't be

caught buying none of this stuff.

You know which truck to set the torch to?

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

They're loading tonight.

She picks up a load at 10:00 in the..

Don't worry about it. Don't worry.

You worry.

You put Robbie Davis out of business, or you worry.

You'll have reason.

What does your chart say for physical tomorrow?

Tomorrow? Let's see.

Physical, physical..

It says I'm..

...low.

Uh, how about a game of handball?

Ah, better save yourself.

I know I never win, but..

...tomorrow could be a first.

I'll bet a buck your chart says

you're on a physical high.

Ha!

Bet a buck I beat you.

Ponch.

Are you alright?

I've felt better.

Is he alive?

Wow! Dynamite, man.

Like...like dynamite!

Bear, according to this you shouldn't

even have been in the field today.

What do you mean?

Sindy's bio-rhythm chart on you.

Today's a double zero day for you.

Both intellectually and physically

you're a wreck.

Let me see that.

How do you like that stuff?

There is something to this bio-rhythm thing.

Well, it could just be a coincidence, Ponch.

I mean, uh, doesn't prove a thing.

Alright! How about that shot?

You haven't won yet, partner.

Okay, serve it, huh?

Alright, 20-15. One more. You ready?

Anytime.

Good game, huh?

Good? I was great.

You know..

...that's what I like about you.

Your natural modesty.

Now what do you think of bio

I believe your game's improving.

I mean, everybody's entitled to win once in a lifetime.

Oh, Jon, you're better at handball than I am.

I know that.

But I was on a physical high..

...and you were on a physical low.

That's why I won.

That's funny.

I thought it was because you made better shots.

Men have no respect for fine machinery.

They run these things and run them.

Seem to think that engines never get tired.

Just look at that!

I was looking.

- Robbie Davis.

I'm Harlan.

I just enjoy watching you work.

What? Do you need a favor or something?

- No. - Hmm.

Why don't you hand me that speed wrench on the toolbox?

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

There, look.

Oh, hi, Ponch. Jon!

Hi.

Look, uh, Ponch told me about

your dad's reaction yesterday.

Old Charlie hasn't lost his sense of humor, has he?

No.

I do think he was a little shook up at first, though.

He just couldn't understand why Ponch was

in my apartment with no clothes on.

Why was he?

Uh, forget it, huh?

Look, here's a.. A list of, um

everything that's happened to any of my equipment

with dates and times.

Is that what you wanted?

Yeah. That's the what.

Still no idea who?

Hey, uh, what was it.. A party or what?

Harlan, don't you have any work to do?

Always.

You know, there was a guy who called

a couple of times after pop retired.

He wanted to buy me out.

I don't remember his name, and I haven't heard from him since

but that's the only who I can think of.

Okay, uh, listen, how about some lunch? We can talk.

No, I can't. I have a run up north. Umm..

But how about a late dinner? My treat.

- You got it. - Okay. Hey, you, too, Jon.

I'm sure that pop and Sam would love to see you again.

Hey, I'll be there.

Super. Bye.

Hey, was that without any clothes?

Huh?

Harlan, just forget it, alright?

How?

You know, you could have told Robbie you were busy.

No way. You know I like large family gatherings.

You know, maybe you ought to check your bio-rhythm chart

see if you're on, uh, emotional low.

Bio-rhythms have nothing to do with it, Jon.

Robbie just doesn't trust herself

alone with me, that's all.

Well, I mean, a guy that runs around

with nothing on but a bath towel.

Besides, I don't need the chart anymore.

I got this.

- A bio-rhythm calculator.

You just feed in a birth date

today's date and it does the rest.

It even shows compatibility between people.

Oh, yeah?

How'd you and, uh, Robbie check out?

Perfectly, and today

we're in perfect harmony.

Huh.

Well, you maybe ought to tell Robbie

about that, huh?

Jon.

I beat you at handball last night.

Baricza cracked up a critical day for him.

And, uh, I think you ought to start giving this stuff

some serious thought, old buddy.

I am, but I'm reserving my judgment

till Sindy's, uh, completed her project.

Yeah? Well..

...be ready for it to prove out, partner.

Mark my words.

You saying, I don't have enough judgment left to hire drivers?

I'm saying this is my company.

I work with the drivers. I'll hire the drivers.

- Yeah, but, Robbie.

Robbie, you got a run to make.

While you're away, Sam and I will--

- You will do nothing. - Uh, but, Robbie, uh..

Why don't I make this run for you

and give you and your dad a chance to hire some new men?

Uh, good. I'm glad you thought of it.

Well, I mean, it's..

...it's fine with me if..

If you trust Sam with the rig.

Look, alright with you doesn't count anymore, okay?

And I do trust him.

Thank you.

How about a game of handball Thursday night?

Why? You thinking you can beat me again?

No, but I think you could beat Getraer.

I just ran him through the calculator.

He's a double zero Thursday.

Emotionally and physically critical.

No way, Ponch. I mean..

Getraer's far and away the division champ.

I mean, let's just face it. He's better than I am.

And you're better than I am.

But I beat you when I was high and you were low.

Thursday's a peak day for you.

Intellectual and physical.

Yeah, I'd like to beat Getraer.

I mean, I don't deny that, but, uh..

Believe me, partner, you will.

And we can clean up.. Make a bundle.

Hey, have I ever steered you wrong?

Just challenge Getraer..

...and you can't lose.

I think we better go be seen, huh?

Hey, Ponch, that rig up ahead.

Get out of the truck. The trailer's on fire.

Come on! Get out!

7 Mary 4. This is 10-97 on a truck fire

southbound Golden State Freeway at Seventh Street.

Roll fire equipment.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

The cab!

If I can trip the fifth wheel

I can save that cab.

Listen, stop the traffic, okay?

Ponch, cover me!

Is he going to be alright?

Yeah. The paramedics said they've seen worse.

It's just too early to tell, Sindy.

Look, uh, I'll go with you, if you want.

Yeah, I'd appreciate it.

Sindy, you want to wrap this up?

Sure.

You know, I hate this next of kin business.

Yeah. Especially when you have to tell a friend

it happened to someone they love.

Yeah, well, he's alive.

Wait a minute.

- Hi, Robbie. - Hi. Come on in.

Aren't you just

a little early?

Hello, Mr. Davis.

Well, Poncherello.

Glad to see you saw fit to have

some clothes on this time.

Is something wrong?

There's no easy way to tell you this, uh..

One of your trucks caught fire on the freeway.

Sam.

- Oh, God. - Yeah. It's pretty bad.

Where is he?

Burn unit, Valley General.

Let's go.

- Uh, he..

He looks..

...he looks awful.

He'll be okay, pop. I know he will.

I'm going to make it.. Make it up to him, Robbie.

I swear I am.

This isn't your fault.

Sam wanted to stay up north and fish.

He said you could handle your trouble.

He only came here because I asked him to.

Oh, baloney!

Sam doesn't do anything he doesn't wanna do

not even for you.

Come on. He's as stubborn as you are.

If he wanted to stay and fish

that's exactly what he'd do.

I'm going out.

Okay, let's go.

No. You wait here.

I got something that needs doing.

Hey, now, wait a minute, pop.

Let the police handle it. They know what they're doing.

Sure. They don't know Sam Kellum like I do.

They don't know truckers the way I do.

The truckers I know don't like this kind of jazz.

They don't like it at all.

Hey, how's your friend from the truck fire?

He's stable, whatever that means.

Well...well, you'll, uh, appreciate knowing

that with the personal injury involved

the fire department's Arson Unit is on it.

Nothing yet, but they'll let us know.

- Hmm. - Good.

Sarge, you busy Thursday night?

Uh, no.

Great, 'cause Jon would like to challenge you

to a little game of handball.

Challenge me? Ha!

- Uh, sarge, it's not--

He knows he's never beaten you

but he thinks it's time he did.

Been practicing, huh, Jon?

- No, I haven't-- - Practicing, yeah!

Yeah. And his game is up.

Now, so, what do you say?

Jon, you're a glutton for punishment.

No, it's not that I'm a glutton--

I'll even bet you a dollar

he can beat you.

One dollar?

Two dollars!

Make it five and I'll be there.

You're on.

You surprise me, Jon.

Never known you to be so, uh...aggressive.

Well, Mr. Maddox, you told me never to come to your--

Could have told me on the telephone.

Listen, Charlie Davis.. He's back in town.

You could have told me on the telephone.

This place makes me nauseous.

Not only is he back in town

he's been asking around trying to find somebody

who put his daughter out of business

and sooner or later, he's going to come here

and when he comes here, I'm going!

Ooh, very smart.

Very smart!

That will tell him for sure who put

his pal Sam in the hospital.

I didn't know it was going to be Sam in that rig.

Well, tell him that, tell him you thought

it was going to be his daughter.

I didn't know who'd be in that rig.

Oh, she'll take the next run

or maybe Charlie himself.

You say.

I say, yeah!

Nobody around here is going to drive for Robbie interstate.

I've seen to that!

What am I supposed to do?

Get me their contracts.

Stop their next delivery.

Don't burn them. Blow them up!

Hi.

Got here as quick as I could.

What's the matter?

Pop is out somewhere, and I don't know where.

You mean I'm here because Charlie decided

to have a few beers?

Ponch, it's 4 o'clock in the morning.

Now, I keep trying to write you out of my life

and here I keep calling you back.

I'm sorry.

Uh...what is it, huh?

I think pop is out to even the score for Sam.

Yeah, he would be.

Alright. I'll try to put out an APB.

You make some coffee, okay?

I needed someone, Ponch.

Alright, but if he gets back here while I'm here

you explain, loud and fast.

'Okay. That's it.'

Hit the bricks.

If anything happens today, you let me handle it

and cover me, okay?

Don't sprain anything

or hurt yourself.

You're a true friend, Ponch.

Right on.

And besides the calculator says

I have to play Getraer tonight

and if I postpone the match, that's bad.

That too. That too.

Plus, you have all that money bet on me.

Like you said, a true friend.

Now, I'll be with you in a minute.

I gotta check on something.

Alright.

- Hi. - Hi, Sindy.

Feedback on the bio

Looks pretty good, I guess, huh?

Well, it's much too early to tell, Ponch.

Ask me in a couple months.

Yeah, but you must have enough to tell

if the system works.

Well, most everybody in chronobiology agrees

that we all do have rhythms, cycles..

But we don't know exactly how it works

or how the date of birth is involved.

'It's going to take me a long time'

'to run a large enough sample'

'in order to eliminate coincidence.'

So, for the moment, nope.

I don't have enough data.

Sindy, uh, listen, I got a special interest.

I mean, it does look good, doesn't it?

Ponch, looks good is not a term

we use in statistical study.

Oh, okay.

Oh, by the way, before I forget

I wanna place a bet on the handball match tonight.

Five bucks on Getraer.

'I would like to help you, Charlie'

but I...I just don't know anything.

Well, there must be something floating around the road.

- It always does. - Not this time.

It's got to be somebody big.

Somebody with enough money to pay their own way

and cover their tracks.

Yeah, well, the fire didn't start till the rig

was on the road.

It's a professional setup.

I figured that out for myself.

I could give you a hunch, if you want it.

- Go ahead. - This guy named Murray Thomas.

Got a little outfit out in the valley.

Did time for torching some rigs for insurance

a few years back.

I'm surprised that Charlie hasn't called his daughter.

Robbie's not surprised.

But knowing him, she's worried.

He can get himself in a whole lot of trouble.

'Anybody home?'

Over here.

Say, I'm looking for work. I'm a driver.

Yeah? Not hiring.

Try next week. Might have a new contract coming in.

- Yeah.

Well, well. Say, you got a name?

You?

Yeah. Charlie Davis.

Guess you'd be Murray Thomas, huh?

Get over there!

'Attention all units.'

'We have a report of a semitrailer'

'Robbie's interstate transit, carrying a bomb.'

'Vehicle's northbound 405 from Olympic.'

Must be up ahead.

I know we haven't seen her.

LA 15, 7 Mary 3 and 4.

Northbound 405 from Washington.

'10-4, 7 Mary 3 and 4.'

'LA 15, 7 Mary 3 in pursuit of bomb truck.'

'Have 7 Adam run a break in traffic'

'northbound 405 from Venice'

'and 7 Charles run a roadblock'

'in southbound direction.'

10-4.

'7-adam LA'

'run a break in traffic behind 7 Mary 3'

'405 northbound from Venice.'

'7 Charles, LA.'

'Run a roadblock south on 405.'

7 Charles responding.

There she is.

'Throw that traffic break fast!'

'7 Charles, LA'

'Expedite your break in traffic.'

'7 Mary 3 has bomb truck located'

'405 northbound at sunset.'

LA 15, 7 Adam.

'I'm in position behind 7 Mary 3 and 4.'

'Traffic break is started.'

Pull over. You got a bomb on board.

Pull over before it blows!

Come on, Robbie, get on here. Let's go!

This is my last tractor.

Come on! We're out of time.

If I lose this one

I'm out of business

so I might as well go with it!

Alright, get in the cab. Let's go!

Get in the cab! I'll do it.

Alright, go! Go!

Ponch, are you alright?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Jon?

- Yeah.

Oh, man!

Wouldn't wanna cut it any closer.

How did you know there was a bomb?

Our dispatcher.

Said the information came from the owner of the company.

Well, that must have been pop. He's okay.

I'd say he made the call.

Why, that lowdown, pigheaded..

What?

He's not the owner of this company.

I am!

Karl Maddox?

We'd like to ask you a few questions.

- Hey. - Hey, Baker.

Oh, Mr. Davis, how you doing?

I didn't think you were gonna make it.

Oh, we stopped at the hospital to look in on Sam.

Yeah, doc says we'll be fishing together

in a couple of months.

And my insurance will cover most of my losses

so, needless to say, we're feeling great.

Yeah and how about you? You ready?

Uh...yeah. I'm all warmed up.

- Okay, I got $57 bet on you. - Oh..

So remember..

Move him around. Don't let up.

Physically, Getraer can't take it. Okay?

I take it you, uh, think his sergeant is out of shape?

No. It's his bio-rhythms.

I got this calculator, see?

And it says Jon's physical cycle is up

and Getraer's is down.

Well, that's funny, the chart I made for Getraer

says he's on a high today.

Impossible.

Let me show you.

I punch in his birth date..

'...today's date'

and there..

"Emotional and physical low."

Mm-hmm. Swell, except for one thing

Getraer was born in '45, not '44, Ponch.

You sure?

Positive. It's in my file.

He's on a high today.

Ready, Jon?

Let her rip.