All language subtitles for Police Woman S01E11 Smack

What's going on?

We need to set up a buy.
Pepper will clue you in.

Narcotics. I've been working
undercover there for three weeks.

Reverse.

-Man, now, pay up!
-You're already late!

- Okay, what's going on in here?
- Maybe we better teach you a lesson.

I was at the stadium
when Jerry cook was killed.

That night, he called me. He was afraid
of all the people he was working for.

Help! Somebody, help!

[Screaming]

[♪♪♪]

Hey, fink, you
waiting for somebody?

[♪♪♪]

Wait a minute, Jerry. Just be cool, man.
He just wants to talk to you, that's all.

- I wanna find out why you're trying to fink out on us.
- I'm not!

- Then why are you standing out here all by yourself?
- I'm-I'm just goofing around.

-Oh, don't lie.
-I swear, Mickey.

I'm just gonna have
to teach you a lesson.

I mean, what happens
to finks and liars.

[Grunts]

Hey, Mickey, not so rough.

Help! Somebody, help!

-Ow! - Jerry!

Jerry?

[Screaming]

[♪♪♪]

Listen, be sure this is all
cleaned up before we leave.

Suicide. It's the
only explanation.

Well, if that's so, Mrs. Goddard,
that makes two in six weeks.

You should be running a psychiatric
unit instead of a high school.

No. The markoff girl was
a case of drug overdose.

- Which can be another way of committing suicide.
- As you know, sergeant,

I've been against this whole
investigation from the very beginning.

- I know you have.
- Now, this is not a ghetto school.

We do not have those kinds of
problems here at MacArthur high.

Well, apparently you
do now, Mrs. Goddard.

Hi. Hi, miss Goddard.
Officer, may I speak to you?

Sure, son. What do you want?

I'm Eric Miller. I'm the editor
of the school newspaper.

-Oh?
- Do you know how Jerry was killed?

What makes you
think it wasn't suicide?

Not a chance. Everybody in school
knew that Jerry was pushing drugs.

Everybody? Seems like you
know more about it than we do.

I doubt that. But if we
can be of any help...

-We'll let you know.
-Okay.

Ahem.

- Who is this kid?
- His father's Walter Miller.

He's city councilman for this
district. I'm going to my office.

Yes, why don't you
do that, Mrs. Goddard.

Woman: There you go.
All right, drop your arms.

- Okay, now let's roll it around.
- That's not a bad view.

-Bill: No, sir.
-That's it. Roll it...

Hey, listen, I'm gonna be tied
up here longer than I thought.

Why don't you get back to the coroner's
office and be there when they post the body.

-Okay.
-Now, way out. Come on! Stretch it.

Now, touch that...
bend it with your tail.

Come on. Stick it out.

Reverse. Now,
doesn't that feel good?

No? Okay, reverse.

There. That's it.
You're doing great.

Good. Okay, reverse again.
Now, touch that fence with your butt.

Okay, shake those wrists.
Now we're gonna do the lunge.

Left first. Okay, here
we go. Stick it out.

Okay. Get it out there
now. That's the way. Good.

Okay, right foot.

That's it. Good.

Terrific. That's terrific.

Relax for a
second, girls. Hello.

I'm sorry to interrupt
that, but, miss...

Jameson. Mary Jameson.

- I'm sergeant crowley with the police department.
- Oh. What can I do for you?

Well, I wonder if I might
ask you a few questions.

I suppose you heard about
the death here last night?

Oh, yeah. It was
terrible. Awful.

But I dunno I could help I've
only been here a few weeks.

I just need a little background
information. Would you mind?

-No. Can you hold on a second?
-Sure.

Hey, Sam? Sam, can
you come here a minute?

What's up, miss Jameson?

You wanna take over my
class for a few minutes?

-Sure.
-This is sergeant...

-Crowley.
-Sergeant crowley.

He wants to ask a few
questions. This is Sam Jennings.

Hey! It's a real pleasure,
Sam. I certainly know that name.

-You do?
-You bet I do.

You were all-city three
years at MacArthur,

and your second year with the
n.B.A., you were all-pro. I know, man.

- That's a shame, that trouble you had with your knee.
- Yeah. Thanks.

- Sam works for the school now. Equipment manager.
- Is that right?

He's all yours,
girls. [Applause]

-Nice meeting you, Sam.
-Thanks.

Okay, we're gonna
run in place. Everybody.

One, two, three, four, five.

- Well, how's it going?
- Well, it was going great till last night.

You got any thoughts on that?

I think Jerry was about to break,
and somebody found out about it.

-Somebody who?
-Somebody.

Whoever's behind this, and I
think probably from off campus.

Then you think
it was deliberate?

Oh, I can tell you one
thing. He didn't jump.

Um, brunette, second
row, second from the left.

Bill: Oh, yeah. What
about her? Who's she?

Pepper: Monica Stewart.
She was very close to Jerry.

- Well, maybe you'd better keep an eye on her.
- Mm-hmm.

- Is there anything you need?
- I think we better put Linda Daniels undercover too.

Pep, do you think she
could pass for a 17-year-old?

- I dunno. I've got a date to stop by her place after school.
- Listen, how's it going?

Oh, it's okay. I don't mind
the gym classes so much,

but those health science
lectures are putting me away.

I got a beauty tomorrow.
Wanna take one guess what it is?

The common cold?

Guess again. Sex education.

Really? What could
you possibly teach them?

I'll just show them
the pictures, okay?

Can I help?

- I'd better get back.
- Listen, one other question about Jerry cook.

Besides this girl Monica, did he have
any other friends that you know about?

No. He was pretty much a loner. The
only one he was even sort of close to

was that chemistry teacher
I told you about, Mark ciprio.

-Where can I find him?
-Room 103.

You'll have to
excuse me, sergeant.

I have to prepare
this for my next class.

That's quite all right, Mr. Ciprio.
I don't want to interrupt.

I'd just like to know a
little more about Jerry cook.

He was a pretty fine young man.

Yeah. Listen, how
well did you know him?

I suppose I was his best
friend here at MacArthur.

- Is that right?
- Yes. I felt very sorry for him.

Why did you feel sorry for him?

He came from a broken home.

He had a half dozen brothers
and sisters, all younger than he was.

His mother held down two
jobs just in order to feed them.

Yeah, that's rough.

Mr. Ciprio, do you know if
Jerry was into pushing drugs?

- Where'd you get that information?
- Several people.

As a matter of fact, they say he was not
only pushing them, but he was using them.

- Smack, especially.
- I didn't know anything about that.

[Bell ringing]

Listen, Mr. Ciprio, I don't
wanna take any more of your time.

- Maybe we can talk again later.
- Yes, at your convenience. -Thank you very much.

- Hey, Linda, I've been looking for you.
- Pepper.

-Hi. How you doin'?
-Great. How are you?

Oh, just fine. Ron,
look who's here.

-Hi, Ron.
-Hey, my favorite sergeant.

- What kind of tickets you selling this time?
- No, no tickets today.

-I need a volunteer.
-Undercover work?

-Yeah.
-I'll do it.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
You don't even know what it is.

-What's the scam, sarge?
-Narcotics.

-Huh?
-Narcotics.

[Sighs] Bad news, baby.

This is at MacArthur high. I've been
working undercover there for three weeks.

- That's where a kid was killed.
- That's right.

- Linda, I don't want you to do it.
- Why not?

Baby, those guys into
narcotics, they play rough.

Linda: Ron, I'm a policewoman.

-Yeah, for all of three months, huh?
-Hey.

I'll find you something soon.
I can get somebody else.

Oh, no, you don't.
You've got your volunteer.

And you stop being
a male chauvinist pig.

Okay. Hey, take care of
her for me, will you, pep?

You've got it all wrong.
She's gonna take care of me.

-See you later.
-Okay.

[Indistinct chatter]

[♪♪♪]

Hi, Mark.

Long time no see.

Why did you kill that boy?

Well, that was an accident.

Hey, come on. I
wouldn't kid you.

What do you want from me?

Old man wants to see
you. You know... stemper.

Well, I don't wanna see him.

Well, I would think
about this if I were you.

I mean, what happened to that boy
last night could very easily happen to you.

Friendship goes only so far.

-Don't threaten me.
-All right.

Try this one on for size though.

Now, the man said
that if you don't show up,

you're never gonna teach another day of school
as long as you live. That is, if you live.

- What do you want me to do?
- Just start driving.

I wouldn't let you get lost.

[♪♪♪]

You've been working on this
problem at MacArthur for three weeks,

and the result is
another dead student.

Mr. Miller, I told you it
wasn't gonna be easy.

- Now, if you remember, this was your idea.
- Certainly it was my idea.

MacArthur high
is in my district.

It has become a hotbed
of narcotics abuse.

I owe it to my constituents
to do something about it.

Let me tell you something.
MacArthur is no better and no worse

than most suburban
schools today.

But it'll not do us any good to go in and start
arresting the kids who are pushing the stuff.

It's the suppliers we
have to nail. It takes time.

I said it before. It takes time.

I don't expect miracles. I'm sure
you're doing everything that's possible.

Well, I appreciate
that, councilman.

I am doing everything
that's possible.

You didn't tell me that you
have a son at MacArthur.

-Eric? Yes. Senior.
-I met him.

-Seems like a bright boy.
-A wonderful boy.

- Straight "a" student.
- Mr. Miller, you'll have to excuse me.

- I have a meeting here.
- I'll get out of your hair.

Well, I'll try to
stay out of yours.

-Hey, bill.
-Come on in.

Well, what do you think?

Oh, yeah. Fantastic.

Just a little
overdressed, honey.

Absolutely fantastic. She
looks molestable, doesn't she?

Here's the guy that was waiting
for Mark ciprio in the parking lot.

Mickey Ross, who
works for Jay stemper.

What'd I tell ya? I knew stemper
had to be behind this thing.

We're finally getting
a break in this.

Who's Jay stemper?
The name's familiar.

He's a heavy connection. We've
been trying to get a hold of him for.

He has his own lab, processes
a lot of the stuff himself.

But it's like a floating crap game. He
keeps moving from one location to another.

Every time the boys from narcotics try
to bust him, all they get is an empty room.

Well, you know how it was in
prohibition. Keep the still moving.

- Terrific.
- Where did Ross and ciprio go when they left school?

They went to stemper's
office on east third.

They both went in, and
then about 30 minutes later,

ciprio came out alone and split.

I want you to operate this
guy, see what you can find.

- Right.
- Linda, I want you to cover a Monica Stewart.

Pep will clue you in. See
if you can set up a buy.

What's this? A little present.
Reds, whites, uppers, downers.

Name your own poison. You may have to
pop a few on campus to make it look good.

- What is it, sugar?
- You think we'll waste the real stuff?

[Chuckles]

Linda, there's one thing
I want you to understand.

Don't take any unnecessary
chances. I mean that, okay?

If you're undecided about what
action to take, don't take any,

- not without checking with one of us first.
- Right.

Royster and styles here will keep
you under constant surveillance.

You're gonna be wired at all times. So
if you get into anything you can't handle,

you just start yelling,
and they'll be there.

That's it from me.
Anybody else got anything?

Come on. Let's go
play cops and robbers.

-See you later.
-Okay.

Pep, hang back a minute?

Oh, okay. I'll be right
with you, Linda. All right.

- She's dyin' to do the job.
- Listen. Mark ciprio.

- I want you to be very careful of this guy.
- Yeah, okay.

- I believe he's up to his ears in this thing.
- Yeah, I know.

But it's hard to believe. He
just doesn't seem the type.

According to Jerry
cook's mother,

Jerry had a date last night with
somebody at school. I think it was ciprio.

You don't think he killed Jerry?

Well, I don't know.
You just be careful.

- You're getting my message, aren't you?
- Oh, yeah.

See you later.

[♪♪♪]

[Shouting, indistinct chatter]

We laid two lids on you last week,
man. Now, pay up. I haven't got it.

- Give me a couple of days.
- We already gave you.

-You've run out of time, baby.
-[Groaning]

Hey, don't hit him again!

Okay, what's going on in here?

- Mind your own business, lady.
- Yeah, the girls' washroom is down the hall.

- You lookin' for some kind of cheap thrill, teach?
- What's your name?

You some kind of pervert, maybe?

We don't like voyeurs, learned that in French
class, who hang out in guys' washrooms.

Maybe we better teach you a
lesson. You two don't scare me a bit.

Hey, what's going on here?

Teacher got in the wrong
washroom by mistake.

Yeah. We were just
giving her directions.

That's right. It was my mistake.

You guys get out of here.

We'd better get out of here too.

I'd hate to explain to the next one, what
we're doing in the boys' room. Come on.

- What happened in there?
- Oh, just a little hassle.

I know those bums. They're bad news.
You should report them to Goddard.

I'd as soon let it go for now.

It's easier than trying to explain
how I got involved anyway.

Listen, I'm late for
class. I'll see you later.

-Hi, miss Jameson.
-Oh, hi, Sam.

Uh, that police sergeant you
were talking to yesterday...

- Yeah?
- He have anything to say about what happened to Jerry?

-No, not much. Why?
-I don't know.

I just think he
should've asked me.

I know more about what goes
on around here than anybody.

They think it has something to do
with the drug scene at MacArthur.

-You know anything about that?
-Me? No.

- I mean, why should I?
- Well, they said it's a big problem.

- Well, I don't mess with that.
- Well, I didn't say you did, Sam.

I just wanted your opinion.

Well, nobody cares what
I think, miss Jameson.

My opinion is worth nothing.

- It is to me, Sam. It is to me.
- I better go.

I got a lot to do before
basketball practice.

-See ya.
-Right.

[Doorbell rings]

-Hi. -Hi.

- Am I disturbing you?
- No. Come on in. I was just having a little drink.

Thank you.

- I tried to call you, but your line was busy.
- Oh.

I just wanted to tell you how
much I appreciate your helping me.

- Oh, no.
- Well, it could have gotten sticky.

It was my pleasure. I
mean, it's been ages

since I've been able
to rescue a damsel.

Well, you did.

Won't you sit down? I hope you
like scotch, 'cause that's all I've got.

- Well, I really shouldn't.
- Oh, you really should.

I've been getting
quietly drunk by myself.

I need a little
company. Oops. Water?

-Oh, a lot of water.
-Oh.

A lot of water and a
lot of scotch coming up.

-Here you go.
-Oh, thank you.

-Cheers.
-Sure. Why not?

Um, do you do this often?

-What?
-Get drunk quietly all by yourself?

Au contraire, my dear.

I am what you might
say a teetotaler.

I only...

You know, for
unexpected occasions.

And speaking of unexpected...

To-to what do I owe the honor?

I really wanted to
thank you for today.

But, to tell you the
truth, I need your help.

-My help?
-Yeah.

Tomorrow's health
science lecture. I'm stuck.

-Oh, no, no, no. No, I couldn't.
-Come on.

No, I couldn't... the gray
matter fails to function,

when pickled in alcohol.

Now, come on. Drink up. There's
plenty more where that came from.

Oh, I'm fine.

Come on. Tell me, what's
the unexpected occasion?

Well... it's, uh, what
you might say...

A wake.

Oh.

-For Jerry cook?
-No, no. No, no. For me.

I'm laying to rest the
man that never was.

The phony Mark ciprio.

What do you mean, phony?

The big shot idealist who never
practiced what he preached.

I think you're being a
little hard on yourself.

You're the most admired
teacher at MacArthur.

Correction.was.

What are you talking about?

Well, this is, you might say...

The real reason
for this is for me

to get enough courage to
write a letter of resignation.

But why?

Let's just say I'm a coward.

Another dead soldier...

I almost said student.

Student. Another
dead student. Oh, god.

[♪♪♪]

They didn't have to do that.
I should have stopped them.

I should have been there sooner.

It's all my fault.

What was your fault?

Jerry.

Mark, is there anything
I can do for you?

Just leave me alone.

Leave me alone.

Okay.

[Door opens, closes]

And so we can see from...

Uh, this one that the, uh...

When the male sperm comes
in contact with the female ovum,

a very interesting biological
occurrence takes place.

Yeah, in nine months,
you get a baby.

[Laughter]

Very good, Monica. I
couldn't have said it better.

All right, open your
books to page 85.

They said in the
office to give you this.

Mary Jo Collins. Oh,
we have a new student.

Mary Jo. You're
transferring from out of state?

Yeah, well, my
dad got transferred.

And I know all
about that sex stuff.

- I had it all in Phoenix.
- I'm sure you did.

[Laughter] Why don't
you sit by Monica.

She seems to know
all about the subject too.

Okay, you got 'em open to 85?
It's right next to 84. Uh, Monica,

why don't you tell Mary Jo
the homework assignment?

In this course, honey, it's
all homework. [Laughter]

Yeah, but you just can't be
late with your assignments.

Hi.

Welcome to big Mac.

Hi. I'm Eric Miller. I'm running
for student body president.

Big deal! [Laughter]

-Hi. -Have a seat.

Boy, this is real slop. Almost
as bad as the last school I was in.

-Where was that? Phoenix?
-Yeah.

I've been in more schools than
you can count all over the world.

-My dad's an architect.
-That sounds super.

I never get to go anywhere.

-What does your father do?
-He's a doctor.

- Hey, that's pretty heavy.
- My mother's dead.

- He's got a new girlfriend though.
- You like her?

She's a witch.

She's only four
years older than I am.

-Oh, that's tough.
-[Pills rattling]

-You sick?
-No. That was a red.

I'd offer you one,
except it was my last.

Really? You got
any more at home?

No. I'm wiped out. I don't
know what I'm gonna do.

You, uh, lookin'
to make a score?

Yeah. But not grass.

That's for kids. You
know somebody?

Sure. Behind any drinking
fountain. What do you need?

What have you got?

Acid. Speed. Maybe
even some cocaine.

Hey, I dig snortin'
coke. When can I get it?

- This afternoon.
- Okay, but don't hang me up, 'cause I'm really hurtin'.

Meet me outside the
gymnasium after school.

Okay.

-[Bell ringing]
-Mark?

-Hi. -Hi.

-How do you feel?
-Rotten.

- I'm not surprised.
- I made a fool out of myself last night. I'm sorry.

Don't be. It happens to
everybody some time or other.

Did I say anything out of line?

- I really wasn't paying much attention.
- Oh.

- You had quite a bit to drink.
- Yeah. I'd like to make it up to you.

- Dinner tonight? -No, you don't have to do that.
- No, really, I'd like to.

I know a little place.
Pick you up about 7:30?

-[Bell ringing]
-Um...

-Sure. Why not?
-That's great.

Uh...

-Hi. -Hi, Eric.

-You got those biology notes for me?
-Sure.

Good. Here's the
ones from history.

- Thanks.
- Don't forget to vote for me Friday.

-Right.
-Bye-bye.

-Hi. -Hey, you're late.

I'm here.

-Come on.
-Where are we going?

Come on!

Hey!

[Indistinct chatter]

Hi. Hi.

- Sammy, this is the girl I was telling you about.
- You're new here.

Yeah. You're pretty good.

Thanks.

- Why don't you meet me at the river bottom after practice?
- Okay.

Good. See ya.

[Linda] -Hey, what's with this dude?
- Don't worry. He'll come around.

- Where we're supposed to meet him?
- A place we hang out.

- It's called the river bottom.
- You know it?

I sure do. It's a
beer bar in the valley.

[Girls shouting, indistinct]

[Shouting continues]

Hey! Come on!

What's she on? Acid.

Shut that water off and get
a blanket, and stay with her!

Honey, you're
gonna be all right.

[Indistinct chatter]

Police emergency. This
is sergeant Anderson.

I request an ambulance
immediately at MacArthur high.

Girls' gymnasium. Please
hurry. Right. On the double.

No, bill. The ambulance
is on the way now.

And I can handle
the arrest here.

-What about Linda?
-She's out making a buy.

All right. Talk to you later.

Miss Jameson, hi. I heard
about what happened.

It's terrible. Can you give me a few
details so I can write a story on it?

Yes, Eric. As a matter of fact,

I wanna talk to you about a lot
of things down at headquarters.

Linda: Come on. Hang in
there, baby. Don't quit on me now.

I did it! 84,000.
You'll never beat that.

- Okay, I surrender.
- That's five bucks you owe me.

Where'd you learn
to play like that?

A guy I was going with in
Phoenix. I'll play you once more.

-No way.
-I gotta go to the ladies'.

-You want another one?
-No.

I thought you were
supposed to get me some stuff.

Hey, what's a nice little chick like
you doin' foolin' around with that stuff?

How about yourself?
How'd you get hooked, Sam?

I thought you were supposed
to be a big-time basketball star.

Well, I had a lot of
operations on my knee,

and I need it sometimes
when the pain gets bad.

Then don't preach at me. I
get enough of that at home.

Well, what's the
deal? It's getting late.

Yeah, Sam. Will you
get me something or not?

'Cause if you don't get it,
I'll get it from somebody else.

You'd better be careful. There's
a lot of bad stuff going around.

That's why you're
my man. I trust you.

Okay. What do you need?

Linda: You're the dealer.
What have you got?

-Acid?
-Yeah, I could dig some acid.

- And how about some coke? I could dig some coke.
- That's pretty heavy.

You let me worry about that.

Okay. I'll make a call.

- What's happenin', Sam?
- Hey, Willie. How you doin'?

All right, man.

Dig it, blood, since when did
you start hangin' out with the fuzz?

What're you talkin' about?

Come on, man. Don't jive me.

-You mean you don't know?
-Know what?

That little chick you're with.

-We went to the same school, man.
-So?

So she went to the police academy
after she got out. She's a cop, man.

[♪♪♪]

I sure hope he gets something.
I'm gettin' tired of sittin' in this dump.

Will you take it easy?

You don't have a
needle and thread, Joe?

- Why don't you get some beer in this place?
- Yeah.

Hey, man, why don't I
just tell her to get lost?

No, it's too late for that
now. Now, you do what I say.

- What will you do to her?
- I'll not do anything.

I'll talk to her. I'll find
out how much she knows.

- There won't be any rough stuff?
- What's the matter?

You think I'm crazy? Now, there's been
no transaction. She can't prove a thing.

Now, I just want some
information, that's all.

Okay. I'll meet
you in 20 minutes.

-Okay, let's go.
-Well, it's about time.

Why don't you wait for me at the
bar. I wanna say something to Monica.

A secret?

-You got your car here?
-Yeah. Why?

- Okay. Go get in it and take off.
- What's wrong?

Your little friend, she's a cop.

[♪♪♪]

Get out of here.

Okay, let's go.

- Hey, what's going on?
- That's the Stewart chick, man.

Yeah, I know that, man. But
where's Linda and Jennings?

Slide over.

- Damn. They must've gone out the back.
- Let's get 'em, Joe.

[♪♪♪]

-Nothin'!
-We blew it, man.

I've always wanted to be a
chemist. I was at the top of my class.

I thought I'd work for a large
corporation... thank you...

And develop a whole flood of new
synthetics and make a million dollars.

-My wife died.
-Oh, I'm sorry.

And all of a sudden,
I-I lost my drive.

Making money didn't seem to mean
anything anymore. So I turned to teaching.

And, uh, I enjoy it, you know.

But last night, you said
you were gonna resign.

-I did?
-Yeah.

It's a career decision
I have to make.

- It's funny. I feel like I'm back where I started from.
- You don't really mean that.

Shall we order?

Hi.

- Mickey, this is...
- I know. I know. Come on. Sit down.

- Okay, Sam, that's it.
- But I thought you said...

I said beat it.

So you're the chick that
wants to get turned on, huh?

Yeah. You got the stuff?

I said, have you got the stuff?

Oh, yeah, baby.

Why'd you pick her? Huh?

You could've picked 20 other people in
the department that got more experience.

You didn't have to pick
my wife. Man... oh, man!

[Sobbing]

I'm sorry, Ron. What
can I tell you, man?

Would you tell me what in god's
name I could say to this man?

What do I do, say, "I'm sorry
that I got your wife killed"?

"I'm sorry because we
screwed up. We blew the tail"?

- What the hell can I say to him?
- You can't blame yourself.

There's nothing we
can do. It just happened.

Besides, I'm the one who picked
her. I'm as much at fault as anybody.

If you're gonna blame
somebody... god knows I'm sorry too.

- My god, this is a rotten business.
- It sure is.

What are you standing there for?
What have you got on Sam Jennings?

- Nothing yet. But we have an a.P.B. Out on him.
- Crowley?

- What is going on?
- Let me tell you, Miller.

I'm not ready for you. I had your son
picked up, I've got evidence on him.

- He's guilty on this thing.
- That's impossible.

Councilman, there's a girl today
who almost died of an overdose,

and before they put her in the ambulance,
she told me it was Eric who sold her that.

- You can't be sure.
- I hope not, for your sake.

You're saying that you were nowhere
near the campus when Jerry cook was killed?

- Somebody would tell me something.
- In a minute.

Pete. Joe.

[♪♪♪]

I have no...

- What are you doing here?
- I'm a police officer, Mark.

I'm investigating narcotics
at MacArthur high.

Sit down.

- You know what this is all about, Sam.
- I have no idea.

Come on, man. We're not in
any mood to play games with you.

One of our policewomen was
killed by some of your friends,

and we think you're involved.

-That's-that's funny.
-What's funny?

I-I-I...

I was gonna tell you all
about it when we got home.

Yeah, well, you just
tell us all about it now.

- I was at the stadium when Jerry cook was killed.
- Why were you there?

I knew he was on drugs. I
knew he was pushing them.

I tried to get him to quit.

That night, he called me at home...
and he said he wanted to meet me.

He said he'd finally decided...

But that he was afraid of
the people he was working for.

-Did he give you any names?
-Uh-uh.

He said he'd tell me
when we got together.

He said that if I
thought he should,

he'd turn himself
into the police.

But I was too late.

- What happened?
- He was struggling with someone.

Then he fell.

I looked up, and I
recognized the person.

Mickey Ross?

That's right. How'd you know?

'Cause he's the same person who met
you in the school parking lot the next day.

Where did you know him from?

We lived on the same block
together. We were kind of kids together.

What about Jay stemper?
Do you know him too?

Yes, I know Jay
stemper. I worked for him.

Doing what?

I was a chemist in his lab...

Making and refining drugs.

For sale on the street?

That's right.

[Scoffs]

- That's a honorable profession.
- I was in college.

- I needed the money. -No, man, we all need money.
- But it was for my wife, Julie.

She needed to be on a kidney
machine most of the time.

It cost a lot of money.

She died.

And that's when you
went into teaching?

I quit stemper.

I never worked for
him again. But now...

- Now what?
- Now he's trying to force me to go back to work for him.

Says he's expanding
his operation.

- Says he'll tell the people at school about me.
- What did you tell him?

I told him I'd let him know tomorrow. But
I've made up my mind. I wasn't going to.

Before, I never
really thought...

About where the
drugs were going.

Suppose I didn't
really want to know.

But now, being a teacher...

I see what's happening
to all those kids.

Are you willing to testify to all
this against stemper and Ross?

Oh, yes.

Pep, I'm gonna make me a bust.
I'm going over to stemper's place.

Not without me, you're not.

[Door opens, closes]

[Man on radio]
12-y-52 to 12-y-50.

12-y-50. Go ahead, Pete.

I just picked up a call
from 54th... stemper's lab.

Shooting in progress. Thought you'd
wanna know if you weren't on the line.

12-y-50. Roger. Pete.
We're on our way.

[♪♪♪]

- What's happened?
- We got stemper in the backseat of the squad car.

We came here to
stake out the place.

We were here about a couple
of minutes. We hear this shot.

- Stemper comes running out.
- All right, stemper, what's going on?

I'm minding my own business in the office
when this crazy idiot comes busting in.

-He goes for my boy Mickey.
-Who?

That basketball
player, Sam Jennings.

He was out of his mind. Mickey
pulled a gun to defend himself,

and that's when they started
fighting, and the gun went off.

And that's why the
hell I got out of there.

-Are they still inside?
-In the basement.

This guy, Sam Jennings, has a
gun. He's got Mickey cornered.

- Exits?
- We've been all around this place. It's the only way out.

- Call for some lights.
- The lights are on the way, sir.

[Gunshot]

[Gunshot]

[Mickey] Get him out of
here! He's trying to kill me!

Sam: Yeah, just like
you killed that little girl.

Hey, Sam? This is sergeant
crowley. What's happenin', buddy?

Stay back! I don't wanna
hurt nobody. Just this chump.

I don't care if she was a
cop. He shouldn't have done it.

Mickey: Crowley,
get him out of here!

[Gunshot]

Sam? It's me, miss Jameson.

What are you doin' here?

My real name is Anderson.
I'm a policewoman.

A cop?

Pep, hold it!

Mickey: What's happening?
What are you doing up there?

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute, Sam.

- You're not thinking straight. What about Jay stemper?
- What about him?

He's the one who's really
responsible for that girl.

If you kill Mickey,
we'll never nail him.

Pepper: Because I'm a cop
doesn't mean we're still not friends.

He's right. We need
Mickey's testimony.

Now, you gotta help us, buddy.

You owe it to yourself. You owe it
to that girl who was killed tonight.

She was just a young
girl. Had everything going.

- Pepper: And so do you, Sam.
- No! I'm trash!

-No! -I'm just a junkie!

That's how they got me to push
the stuff, and at my own school.

But it was stemper.
He gave the orders.

You can kick it, Sam. You can
be an example for all the kids.

Bill: You kill Mickey,
and it's all over for you.

I mean, you'll never find out.

Believe me, Sam. Trust us.

You... you wouldn't
kid me, would you?

We wouldn't kid you.

[♪♪♪]

Okay, now look.

We've got confessions
from Monica Stewart...

And Sam Jennings...

That you were involved in
pushing drugs at MacArthur high.

Plus, a statement
from Bonnie Holmes.

Now...

You got anything to say, Eric?

Hmm?

Okay, it's true.

- But I was never on that stuff like they were.
- Mm-hmm.

I just needed that
money for my campaign.

[Scoffs] My dad taught me that.

You gotta have a lot of money
to run a decent campaign...

And a red-hot issue
to interest the voters.

He'll understand.

He'll get me out of this.
He knows a great attorney.

For all you know,
it was just a prank.

I'll probably... probably be on,
you know, probation for a while.

This shouldn't affect
my future in politics.

You read the papers, right?

Yeah. I read the papers.

I, uh...

I've got my whole
life tied up in that boy.

What do I do now?

Well, the way I
see it, Mr. Miller,

you'll probably live up to
your son's expectations.

You'll go out and hire a
very expensive attorney,

get him off with a very
light or suspended sentence.

I don't think that's funny.

Neither do I.

So, stemper just made bail.

In a couple of hours, he'll be
back out on the street again.

I don't know why we
go to all the trouble.

'Cause we're the good guys.

And the good guys
have to try harder.

[♪♪♪]

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