All language subtitles for Police Woman S01E20 Ice

[Shatters]

Pep, don't you think you'd
better take it easy on the Tequila?

You're really getting loaded.

You want me to blow my
cover? I'm supposed to be a lush.

Hi. Hi. Hi.

They're not here.

You know, I think you got them in your
brassiere. So why don't you, uh, disrobe?

Pep, looks like he's got us.

- What do you mean "us?"
- They brought the cops.

-Aah!
-Oh, yeah!

[Theme music playing]

-Oh, good morning.
-Can I help you?

[Doorbell buzzes]

If you want my advice, you'll save
yourself a few dollars and pick this one.

It's got the same movement,
the same number of jewels,

you'll be getting the same kind of quality
without having to pay for all the extras.

[Gasps]

All right, stay right
where you are.

Everybody, freeze.

That's real fine, people.

Now I want everybody
to move right over here.

-Come on, I said,
move! Mrs. Elliot: Uh.

- Come on, lady, move.
- Take your hands off me.

Don't you touch her!

I hope you all die for
this! I hope you all die!

-Shut up.
-Aah!

[Shatters]

Okay.

[Coughs]

- Are you alright, darling?
- Please never mind that now.

[Coughs]

Please, will somebody
please call the police?

You didn't get me
a kosher dill pickle.

Yes, I did.

I ordered it.

Nobody ever listens anymore.

Crowley: She's got a great
set of fingers, hasn't she?

-You're relieved.
-How come?

Lieutenant marsh wants to see you
and sergeant Anderson right away.

Lieutenant marsh, is it?

Yeah, you say the word and
we'll come rushing right down here.

Even if it's in the middle of the
night, we'll hop right in the car

and we'll get down
here in 60 seconds flat.

-Well, I don't think...
-no, I mean it. I mean it, lieutenant.

Uh, Mr. Victor and I, we've always
had great respect for law and order.

Even when it concerned
other people. Fine.

40 years and no one even took a
piece of worthless junk costume jewelry.

Now, they've taken everything.

-Hey, Paul.
-Hi.

Okay, I want you two to go home
and try to relax. We'll be in touch.

Uh, uh, lieutenant, um,
remember what I just told you.

They had a woman
with them. I'm sure of it.

Maybe it's part of
their modus operandi.

-Yeah, we'll be in touch.
-Thank you.

Mr. and Mrs. Samuel b. Victor.

Home in Beverly
Hills, Rolls-Royce

and, suddenly, they
think they're paupers.

I don't know why
everybody expects sympathy.

Nobody gets it from
their doctors anymore.

At 50 bucks a throw. What
do they expect from me?

Well, you know you've
got a heart of gold, Paul.

What about insurance?

The stuff that was taken was on
memo from a dealer in New York.

What about
consignment insurance?

They had insurance for 100,000, but
the take was well over half a million.

Oh. Then they
really are paupers.

Pepper, I hear you know
something about jewels.

Uh-huh.

-Can you loupe a stone?
-Yeah.

Um, forget about
that lousy stakeout.

I'm borrowing you both
for robbery-homicide.

What've you got, Paul? Anything?

I think we do. We'll
know in a few hours.

[Doorbell rings]

Okay, hold on. Just a minute.

Uh, let me guess.

Crowley: Open up in
the name of the law.

I knew it.

I woke you up.

Oh, no. I was up baking brownies, at
two o' clock in the morning, just as usual.

Well, don't just
stand there hating me.

Go get some clothes on.

I see you brought
the Mr. and Mrs. Bag.

Do you want to give me some kind of hint as
to what kind of climate I have to pack for?

-Think tacos.
-Oh, ho, ho, ho.

Marsh is sending us all
the way to sunny Mexico.

That's great.

But why does he always have to send
us someplace in the middle of the night?

I don't know, honey. I'm only
a sergeant. Go get dressed.

For a taco I'll do it.

Uh, you want to be a little more
specific? Where in sunny Mexico?

Did you ever hear of masiaca?

Uh, I think the last time I had it, the
fever went down in about three days.

Crowley: Masiaca is in the
southeast corner of sonora.

It's not too heavy on tourists,

but marsh said it's a wonderful
place for a honeymoon.

Well, don't just sit there
like a blushing bridegroom.

Come on up and help me pack.

-Who are we this time?
-Oh, the ordways.

Mr. and Mrs. Ralph g. Ordway.

Sounds wholesome enough.

Yeah, well, they're a couple
of pretty good Jewel fences.

They took a little business trip
to Paris and ran into Interpol.

I guess we won't have to
worry about them for a while.

Oh, and she's, uh,
a bit of a boozer.

Do you think you
can handle that?

- How much of a boozer? A lush?
- Yeah. You can handle it.

What's the rest of it?

Well, yesterday, about, uh,
six hours after the robbery,

they had a plane
crash in Mexico.

Uh, three people died.

A little charter
from Santa Monica.

Pepper: I'll bet it crashed
near that town, didn't it?

That's right. Masiaca.

Anyway, as I said,
three people died.

The, uh, pilot, who
seemed to be legit.

There was a Jewel fence
who was a Mexican national.

And then there was a guy named
Clayton burris... local address.

Pepper: Boris?
-Burris.

Anyway, the, uh...

Some local friendlies were
poking through the wreckage

and they came across
a portable typewriter.

Only it wasn't a typewriter.

It was full of diamonds. Hey,
you ought to wear this to Mexico.

What about burris?
Did he have a record?

Yeah.

Three counts of armed robbery.

Seven years hard
time at the soledad.

Which means the gang
is now down to four.

Four men. Or, maybe,
three men and one woman?

Well, all the jewels have
been pulled out of the settings.

But if the weights and numbers
match, then they're ours.

This whole thing's been
cleared through Mexico City.

That's what caused the delay.

I wouldn't be surprised if we
had some company down there.

If we ever get there.

What are you doing
with my perfume?

[Sniffs]

I'm sniffing it.
It's my latest trip.

Pep, come on already, will you?

You can finish the beauty
treatment on the plane.

You sound like Ralph g.
Ordway, an old married clod.

Come on, be a good
husband and do me.

[Airplane droning]

[Camera shutter clicks]

Well, it's really quaint.

Yeah, it looks like it was
designed for glider traffic.

Well, my stomach flows. I swear that pilot
moonlights as a cab driver in Tijuana.

Oh, that's alright, Mr. Ordway,
you look good in green.

[Chuckles]

Smile, honey. We're
on candid camera.

Hmm.

Crowley: Welcome to Mexico.

Well, I've got to admit it, pep,

in some ways you're actually
more photogenic than I am.

I disagree.

I think she's better to look at
when you see her in person.

Gracias, senor.

Merci beaucoup, mademoiselle.

Hmm. Well, they all check.

Every single one of
them fits the Victors' list.

Then I guess the Victors
aren't paupers anymore.

Here are the rest.

We managed, you know,
without too much subtlety,

to photograph everyone
who came in from the outside.

You can say that again.

Under the pressures of time,
and with very limited resources,

we do the best we
can, sgt. Anderson.

Well, I don't see anybody
I've ever seen before.

-You wanna look at these, pep?
-Yeah.

Hey, what about the
guy who called you?

Agoura: No, not one of
those. This man was a native.

He claimed to represent clients
who preferred to remain anonymous.

Most of what he
said was indirect.

But, if you know the
game, and play along,

pretty soon the message
becomes quite clear.

I'll bet, if you
tried real hard,

you could, uh, give the
impression of great corruptibility.

Sgt. Anderson, believe me,
I might even deceive you.

So how did you leave it?

I told him, if he seriously wished
to discuss terms, to call me back.

And when he does,
I'll propose him a deal.

Then we can move
in and make the arrest.

You know what scares me?

We might end up
with only a middle man.

Yeah, I've considered that.

And there's the
chance of losing these,

which would be very
embarrassing all the way around.

Look, lieutenant, with your
permission, let's try something else.

Let's see if we can
smoke out the realies...

And still stay flexible enough to get whoever
might be on the other side of the border.

And what do we do
next? Walk on the water?

Look, it's not that hard.

When the guy calls you
back, you just cut him off clean.

He's gotta figure,
a: It's too hot for you,

or b: You're negotiating with
somebody with a little more horsepower.

Either way, the people
we're after aren't gonna like it.

And my guess is they'll come
slithering right out from under the rocks.

Here he comes.

Boy, I'd like to write him
a ticket for Jay-walking.

You know that guy's problem
is, he's got no respect for the law.

[Chuckles]

Feel like taking a little ride?

I'd love to.

Funny time for a couple of ganefs
like that to be out buyin' furniture.

Hey, partner, think you
can handle two at a time?

I don't think he
understands much English.

Well, shoes should have
kind of a universal language.

That's pretty good.

I never thought
about it like that.

I happen to have the advantage
of being in the business myself.

I import practically more shoes than
anybody in the entire state of California.

-Is that a fact?
-That's right.

Del Franklin's the name.

Well, Ralph ordway.
How do you do?

Ah, you make a great Margarita.

Thank you.

Honey, look what I found.

Del Franklin, say
hello to my wife, Trudy.

Buenos dias, senora.

Crowley: Del's in footwear,
honey. Sandals and shoes.

He's down here on
business too. Right?

Well, there's no business
like shoe business.

-Heh.
-Well, Dale, how's Roy?

Hummel: Del.

Told you she had a
sense of humor, didn't I?

You sure did.

All I can say is, I
hope what you're doing

is more exciting
than what we're doing.

Well, I'd like to be
puerto vallarta myself,

but I can't make a dime there.

Sometimes I wonder,
is money really worth it?

Yes.

Listen, don't you
believe her, del.

She loves buying and
selling more than I do.

I'd offer you a drink, but my
sweet husband here thinks

that liquor is
brewed in the dark,

deep caverns by
the devil himself.

Crowley: Honey, that's not true.

I just said that a little wine,

a little beer, once
in a while is alright,

but these double margaritas,
that's something else.

They go down like
soda pop. Pop, pop.

Listen, Ralph.

Anybody who smokes those
things has not right to pass judgment.

[Chuckles]

Hummel: Uh, waiter!
We're thirsty over here.

[Clears throat]

[Exhales]

He really latched on to
me like a magnet out there.

Bet you a 1,000
bucks, this is our boy.

As I recall, the last time you
were positive about "our boy",

I was lying on top of a cold storage
compartment in a liquor store on fifth street,

and you wouldn't let
me go to the bathroom.

You're not kidding,
are you? Huh?

I mean, you're
really getting loaded.

Pep, don't you think you'd
better take it easy on the Tequila?

I can handle it. You want
me to blow my cover?

I'm supposed to be a lush.

Yeah, well, you've
sure got me fooled.

Well, I can't just sit here,
not drinking anything.

He's staring right at me. We
didn't order anymore drinks.

Who ordered the drinks?

Did you order these, del?

Yeah, they're on me, Ralph.

Guess you don't like
this style of music,

but there wasn't any
Lawrence walk in the juke box.

You've got to take what
you can get down here.

Thank you.

So whereabouts in California,
are your stores located?

What'd you say?

I said whereabouts in California
are your stores located?

No, no, no. I don't
have any stores.

I'm a wholesaler. I thought
I told you that, Ralph.

-You gotta forgive him, Dale.
-Uh, del.

See, half the time
he doesn't listen.

And don't ask me where his mind is, because
I haven't been able to figure that out.

[Both chuckle]

Hummel: Hey, why don't you get
up and show us how it's done, Trudy?

Ralph and I took a course in those silly
dances, uh, rumba, fox trot and tango.

370 dollars, and I think
we only took three lessons.

Pretty good, you know that?

I didn't have three
lessons for nothing.

I thought for a while you were
never gonna ask me to dance.

How else could I stop you from
making a complete fool of yourself?

-Me? -Hmm.

I think you're jealous.
Jealous of what? That?

Huh!

[Groans]

Did I fall or did you drop me?

Pepper: Hi, hi, hi.

Hi, hi. You okay?

Yeah, okay, okay.

Heh. Okay, I think
I need a little air.

-Are you okay?
-Yeah, I'm okay.

- Do you need a little help?
- No, no, you stay right here.

'Cause i'm-i'm... tell Dale all
about our Mexican furniture,

but don't give away
any of our trade secrets.

Yeah, oh, and order me
another, uh, pop, pop, pop.

204, please.

Thank you.

[Sighs]

-Who are you?
-Oh!

How did you get
in here? Leave me.

-How did you get in here?
-Oh!

What are you doing here?

[Panting]

Aah!

Oh.

Now that the first aid's over,
I'd like you to meet my wife.

-Ralph, Trudy, this is jana.
-Hi.

Don't "hi" me, you sneak.

You want to try it again? Only
this time I'll hide in the closet.

- Come on, honey. Take it easy.
- Why should I?

She breaks into our room, goes
through my things, zonks me cold.

Ladies, ladies, may I
make a suggestion?

Why don't we all calm down, stop
wasting our time and our energy

and admit what we're here for?

Now as far as I'm
concerned, this says it all.

A loupe, a leverage Gauge
and a diamond scale, yeah?

See! I told you she was
going through our things.

Come on, Trudy. Come on.
Please. Take it easy. Hmm?

Now, we happen to
be very nice people.

Oh! Yeah, you're lovely.

To prove it to you, I'm willing to give you
3,000 dollars for your time and your trouble

and bid you bon voyage.

Even with a lump on my
head, that's very funny.

What she means is, we've
gotten to where we like it here.

Will you take a look at this?

It's a little, uh, sample
of the merchandise.

Some of the furniture we
came down here to buy.

One of 26 different pieces.

Excellent.

Uh-huh.

Crowley: And we've
already made the deal, folks.

So if anybody's moving
on, it'll have to be you two.

Uh, just one minute. Hmm.

Well, you feeling any better?

Some dumb chick
I turned out to be.

Well, you caught
her, didn't you?

Seems to me it was
the other way around.

Hmm.

Listen, if, uh, you're
willing to be reasonable,

maybe we can still
do some business.

[Chattering in Spanish]

[Clucking and squawking]

[Shouting and
chattering continue]

[Squawking]

C'mon, big red.
Get him! Go, go, go.

[Whistling then chattering]

If nobody minds, we're
going back to our room.

Watching two
roosters beat to death

doesn't exactly turn us
on, you know what I mean?

Just stick around until we
get things settled, okay?

What's to settle?

We've got an outfit waiting for us in Mexico
City that'll pay us 60 cents on the dollar.

That's just the point. I can
handle it for you right here.

60 cents on the dollar? You
know what you're talking about?

You're talking about,
uh, 3,008 dollars.

I know. Give me two days.

[Chattering]

Come on. Get up
and fight. You quitter.

Your wife's cute.

Thank you.

I know she's a very
basic woman, Trudy.

That's one of the
reasons I love her.

Listen, if you want to
make a deal at that price,

you must've found a pretty
good exchange for yourselves.

Indeed I do. 70 on the dollar.

70?

Which leaves ten
percent for the Franklins.

And saves the ordways a
hell of a lot of running around.

Now doesn't that make
sense to everybody?

[Whistling]

All right. You come up with the money
in 245 hours, maximum, and we swing.

Fair enough.

Well, why don't I get to see
the rest of what I'm buying.

[Whistling]

Okay. There's a furniture
factory over on the calle De flores.

We'll meet one of you
there tomorrow at noon.

Jana: Why just one?

Because you swing a
pretty mean flower pot, lady,

and we'd like to
keep the odds even.

See you later.

Pepper: You know what
I'd like to see some day?

The ordways were in the ring
and tearing each other apart.

[Rooster crows]

Well, we're not the only
early birds up and about.

Do you get the feeling the ordways
have checked out of the hotel?

[Engine starts]

They never had the
stones to start with.

Yeah. And I bet they knew
we were gonna rip them off.

Well, think about it, cliff. They
know where we are right now.

Crowley: Gee, pep, I
hate to say I told you so.

Pepper: This road
would get to anybody.

Crowley: Oh. You
think it's the road, huh?

Thought it might have something to do with
all that soda pop you were pop, pop, popping.

I just regret that I have but one
stomach to give to my department.

You wanna write that
down? Write this down.

The next time I drink Tequila, it
won't be with a flower pot chaser.

[Chuckles]

[Car brakes screech]

They're not going
to Mexico City.

Hmm. Not by car, anyway.

Crowley: Well, we just
passed our friendly federale.

[Bike engine revving]

Cliff: As soon as they get
to the airport, they're ours.

- Do you hear something?
- Yes, I certainly do.

[Siren wailing]

Buenos dias, senor.

So why didn't you stop
the guy ahead of me?

I don't speak English.

I said, why didn't you stop the guy ahead
of me? He was going as fast as I was.

Lo siento mucho,
pero no hablo inglés.

[Airplane droning]

That plane, where's it going?

Well, flight 472?

I... I don't know the number
of the fright. It just took off.

That is flight 472,
senor. Where is it going?

Well, you can see it
right here for yourself.

Oh.

Flight 472, uh, lands in Tijuana
for direct connections north.

Right. Thanks.

What?

[Coins clattering]

[Phone rings]

Hello? It's them.

They got the stuff?

Oh, shut up, will you?

Yeah. Cliff, how's it going?

Look, you're gonna
have to speak up.

We got a lousy connection.

Did you get the stuff?

All I want you to do is
to meet that plane. Okay?

Now you know the time and
the place. Just be there, all right?

Okay, it's all settled.

They'll pick 'em
up after they land.

Agoura: Senor Franklin?

Senor Franklin,
you're under arrest.

Uh, I don't
understand. What for?

I have a deposition signed
by two American police officers.

One of them, incidentally,
a very beautiful blonde.

They're cops?

Stating that you tried to
purchase stolen jewelry?

Look, officer, you know as well as I do, that
no deposition's gonna hold up in any court.

Let's just say that it will
detain you long enough.

And if it doesn't, I always
have this traffic citation.

Woman on P.A.: [Inaudible]
Flight 109, Los Angeles to Reno,

is now boarding at gate 18.

-Right there.
-What?

This is gonna be interesting.

- Do you've anything to declare?
- Uh, just this.

That's all? Just the one bottle?

Well, only one of us drinks.

-That's it.
-What?

The stones are in the bottle.

- Won't they take it from them?
- No, dummy. Watch.

How much is the
duty on the Tequila?

Well, you're in luck, sir. You just
made the legal limit. One quart.

Ha, ha. Well, what do you know.
For once we did something right.

-Thank you very much.
-Thank you.

Here they come.

Woman on P.A.: [Inaudible]

What about the guy
in the funny clothes?

Royster: What funny clothes?

They just got on the elevator.
They're coming down to the lobby now.

Roger. We're ready.

Woman on P.A.: All passengers
holding tickets for flight 109,

Los Angeles to Reno,
please report to gate 18.

You're not getting off at
the main floor, Mr. Ordway.

-Pete?
-Yeah?

Man: They didn't get off.
They kept on going down.

Damn it. Move ahead.

Male announcer on
radio: Pop fly to center...

Get over there
and sit at that table.

You too.

[Male announcer
on radio continues]

You folks, just
make yourself cozy.

This won't take
more than a second.

Male announcer on radio: Has a
stand-up double, and he missed by inches...

I forgot it was Sunday. What?

The game's on.

Must be that old boy next door.
You know, he listens all them game.

Football, baseball, hockey.

Don't make no difference.
He care less who it is.

-Well, what the score is?
-What?

-What are the scores?
-Hmm.

Pepper: What a
waste of good Tequila.

They're not here.

What makes me mad is that
we just had all that stuff pressed.

Come on. Stand
up. Get over here.

Move.

Now you, empty out that purse.

And let's see what
you've got in your pockets.

[Sighs]

You're wasting your time.

All right.

Where?

You don't think we're stupid
enough to carry it on us, do you?

Well, you had it
when you left Mexico.

When we left Mexico, it was in the
mail already in a plain, cardboard box.

That's right.

So that little cap pistol
ain't worth a dime.

No, if you want what we've got,
you're gonna have to deal for it.

[Exhales]

Male announcer on radio: He hits
a curveball. Smothered by Phillips!

I think somebody
just hit a homerun.

[Keypad beeping]

[Exhales]

It's me, Emery. We've
got some problems.

You'd better get
over here right away.

Those dummies working in
baggage think it was a little strange,

two men coming out of
an elevator holding guns?

Why should they? They were
all wearing security uniforms.

That's another thing.
Where'd they get the uniforms?

Well, we don't know, lieutenant.

But I imagine by the time our
people finish lookin' around out there,

they'll find a couple of guys in
some closet with their b.V.D.S.

So two men come
out of an elevator

pointing a gun at a
man and a woman,

and nobody can muster
up enough curiosity to say,

"hey, what's it all about?"

It's a hell of a day's
work. That's all I can say.

Announcer: As we go into
the bottom of the ninth inning,

the Dodgers holding
on to a 5-4 lead.

Five runs, 11 hits, one error./

the giants four runs,
nine hits and three errors.

[Inaudible]

[Sighs]

[Elevator machinery humming]

[Knocking]

It's about time.

They're police.

Kehoe: Them? Mrs. Victor: Yes!

-Are you sure?
-Yes. Yes. We saw those two.

At the headquarters. T... they
got off the elevator. I remember it.

Her face in particular.

Where're you goin', Emery?

They're cops. They've got
the stones. They've seen us.

Where the hell do
you think I'm goin'?

[Door slams]

Oops, sit down there.

You're just a can
sitting on a fence.

I'll blow you back over
the side of the hill. Sit down.

What happened to Emery?

I thought he was supposed
to be your big shot operator.

Hey, Emery.

You'd better hot tail it. They're
right behind you. Get goin'.

[Car brakes screech]

Maybe you oughta get away too,
while you've still got the chance.

Why is that, doll?
Are we surrounded?

I'm gonna stick around
here, I'm too loyal.

I wanna help out my buddies.

It was never supposed
to happen like this.

Ain't that's a truth.

Don't you sweat, I'll get you out
of this mess, one way or another.

You know what he
means, don't you?

You know what he means?

I wish there were only some
way you could understand.

It was never supposed
to happen like this.

After 40 years,
working ten hours a day,

I didn't make this
economic mess.

I gave honest value, paid my
taxes, even say prayers to god.

After 40 years, we're failing.

Mr. Victor, what he means is, you
pay him enough money, he'll kill us.

That's the old guy next door. He
listens to all them sportin' events.

And it'll be just the same as if
you pulled the trigger yourselves.

Victor: Isn't there some kind
of a deal we can make, officer?

Some way you can
guarantee we won't go to jail?

We can try.

Yeah, yeah, sure.
She'll make a deal for ya.

She'd about seven or
eight years in the joint.

After today, all them conspiracy charges you've
been facing would make your head turn around.

All I was trying to do
is save my business.

Well, you kidnapped two police
officers, held them at gun point.

Yes, but if you had no prior
knowledge, you're not even involved.

But I did have knowledge.

But think, Mr. Victor.

Compared with murder,
those are minor charges.

It don't make no difference now.
Either way you're gonna go to jail.

And the Mrs. will go with you.

Victor: We couldn't take it.

We would die. We're too
old. We couldn't survive.

I'm gonna fix it now so you won't have to
worry another day for the rest of your lives.

For how much money?

Oh, no, Sam. Please.

Uh-huh, just the insurance
money. That's it. That's all.

How could you consider
anything like this? How could you?

I'm willing to pay them,
but they won't take it.

They'd lock us up
in different places.

Where we couldn't
possibly survive.

We would never
see each other again.

And Sherry and
David and the kids. No.

If... if... if you love
me, Sam, don't do this.

Listen to her, Sam. What
she says makes sense.

They need us, Hannah. How
can they get along without us?

And we still need each other.

Mr. Victor.

Well, folks, ballgame is over.

You might as well sit down.

Sit down.

Pepper: You'll never gonna
see a cent of that money.

Why is that, honey?

Those jewels were on memo.

Consigned by a
dealer from New York.

His insurance company has the
right to subrogate against the Victors

and take everything they own.

Yeah, well, you're
wrong again, sexy.

I was gonna make a settlement.

I'll give them half,
50,000 dollars.

Just so them poor folks
wouldn't go out of business. Huh?

Now, what I want is them stones.

You know, you use that
thing, you kill two cops,

you're gonna have cops running
over you like ants over sugar.

[Clicks tongue]

Have you thought about that?

Have you thought about that.

You said that real pretty.
Yes, I thought about that.

And the conclusion I come to is I
didn't kill two cops, I killed two finks.

By the name of ordway, a
couple of second rate Jewel fences.

You're getting kind of fuzzy-headed
there, aren't you, friend?

Fuzzy-headed?

All I know, friend, is
I want them stones.

We don't have them.

You said that real pretty
then. We don't have them.

Well, you know something, in my fuzzy
way of thinkin', I think you do have them.

To tell you the truth, I don't think
you'd let them out of your sight.

You couldn't afford to lose 'em.

Not on what they're paying
you. Now could you? Am I right?

Am I right?

Yeah, I'm right.

Now the jackpot question is you
see, which one of you two has 'em?

And where're you keepin' em?

Stand up.

Why?

Not you, Romeo. You stand up.

I wanna have a little talk with
you. Just you and me. Come on.

Oh, what about?

I wanna talk about where
you got them stones stashed.

You know, I think you got them in
your brazeer or somethin'. You got 'em.

Heh. You're insane.

That's a very loosely thrown
around word, do you know that?

"Insane."

I've heard that
many times in my life.

My old mother
used to tell me that

and a whole multitude of school
teachers used to tell me that

and some acquaintances I met
in the joint used to tell that to me.

But right now, at this
moment of my life, see,

I'm holding this piece on
you, and you're looking into it.

So it don't make no difference who's
insane or who's sane. You know what I mean?

So why don't you, uh, disrobe?

Ha, I don't have to do this.

Yes, you do. Because
I'm tellin' you to.

Take it off. You got
'em and I want 'em.

Come on.

Pep, looks like he's got us.

What do you mean "us?"

Well, I mean, when you're
faced with a situation like this,

the best thing to do is
just relax and enjoy it.

See that? Crowley, I think you're
out of your cotton pickin' mind.

You know what I'm thinkin'?
I think you're stallin', see?

Now don't do that to me. Just
unbutton it. Come on, take it off.

Easy, Romeo, or i'11
blow your head off.

Ha. Come on.

Where you goin'?
I'm going back here.

Now you coming out here.
I'm not going to take it off there.

Get back here. I'm gonna
take it off for ya. Now come on.

- Okay, back here.
- Yeah, I can't see ya. Come on out here.

-Is this good enough?
-Pep, do it.

Come on.

Pep, do it now!

Operators, police emergency.

One.

Here's a copy of the Victors' statement,
in case either of you are interested.

Not right now.

Well, the whole
thing seems so stupid.

You better be careful. You're
starting to feel sorry for them.

The trouble with you people from criminal
conspiracy is: All of you were born without souls.

You've got a
heart of gold, Paul.

Speaking of souls, will you?

- I have just one question.
- Let me hear it. What's that?

Just how far were you willing to
let me undress for our cookie friend?

Well, let's face it. Our
lives were at stake.

I guess I was willing to
make the ultimate sacrifice.

I hope, real soon, we
run into a lady Jewel thief.

A nice, tough, aggressive,
liberated female.

-It wouldn't work.
-Why not?

She'd never believe
I was wearing a bra.

[Chuckles]

-Would she?
-Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

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