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Cheers on, good buddy. This is Bonnie Bear.

Come in, Blabbermouth. Bonnie Bear needs a little chatter.

Bonnie Bear?

This is Blabbermouth.

Come on in.

No, you wouldn't let me down, good buddy.

Need a little chit-chat to wake me up.

How's tricks?

Five square, Bonnie Bear.

You headed for Hearth and Home?

You got it. Been in Bakersfield in court since 8 o'clock this morning, and I

caught a cold.

I can make it home.

You're talking to one wiped out bear.

I see you in the alley, Bonnie Bear.

Flip them on for me, please.

Thanks, Bonnie Bear.

Hey, what's friends for, huh?

I guess.

Sure glad you had your ears on, good buddy. You brought me back to life.

Bonnie Barrett, clear.

10-4.

Blabbermouth, clear.

You're excited.

All right, you know what to do.

Calm down, think a word, and wait for it. It'll come.

Accident.

It just happened.

Highway... Patrol car.

more canyon we have a citizen's report of an 1183 on route 21 two miles east of

the canyon units responding identified la 15 7 mary 3 and 4 in

partridge canyon will handle five away

I don't see any accident.

The spec says citizen's report.

I don't even see a citizen.

Okay, there it is.

It's one of ours. I'll call it in.

L.A. 50 Mary 3 and 4, 10-97 to the T.C. on Route 21.

It's a one-car rollover, Unit 7 Charles. Officer injured. Two miles east of

Livermore Canyon.

Roll an ambulance.

She okay?

You call an ambulance? Yeah, an ambulance on the way. Paramedics.

Where are they?

Be cool, man. They'll be here. She's gonna be all right. Come on.

Let's go. Come on.

How'd this thing happen?

How the heck it happen?

You made good time, Perp. That's what you asked for, wasn't it?

Any trouble?

Yeah, I picked up a citation on the way out. Would you believe it? The same girl

cop that got me twice before?

She's getting on my nerves.

She says here she clocked you at 74 miles an hour.

How fast will you go?

74.

All right.

I'll pay the fine.

And my bonus?

Be in your next paycheck.

Only way to make money in this business is to make time on the road.

In spite of the 55 speed limit, the bonus is nothing in comparison.

Thanks, Mr. Luck.

Hey, get some sleep.

I got you down for another run in 12 hours.

I'll take it.

Uh, my lock book is in the cab.

Hey, Grossy.

Mm-hmm? You seen Gutierrez?

Oh, he's down the hall.

Ponch, please. I got it all laid out.

What's this all about?

Oh, let me guess. Let me guess.

You're starting a new filing system, huh, Grossy?

Very funny, but highly wrong.

Of course, Ponch. I mean, Grossy's going to write an expose on us and tell the

world our shirt size and stuff.

Uh-huh. Well, I should have thought of that.

All right. If you must know, I'm doing some research for another article I'm

writing for the Highway Patrol magazine.

What's it on this time, huh, Grossy?

If I tell you, will you keep it quiet?

If someone else hears what I'm doing, they might steal my idea.

All right. All right, you got our word.

Driver fatigue as a cause of highway accidents.

Is that it?

Yeah, that's it.

It's been done before.

Not the way I'm doing it.

I'm correlating all the facts.

All the accidents we've had over the past six months where drivers have

fallen asleep at the wheel or just blacked out or were frozen at the

controls in like a hypnotic trance.

Then I'm going to consult with a professor of psychology at the

university. Yeah, I've been looking for you two.

You ready?

Where are you going?

We're going over to the hospital to have a chat with Bonnie. You want to come?

Oh, I'd love to.

But when one has committed oneself.

Yeah, well, she'll understand.

Tell her I'll drop by later.

I'll drop by to see Bonnie at the hospital later.

Excuse me.

You must be with Officer Bonnie Clark?

Yes. I'm Mrs.

Marshall. Your Officer Turner came by the other day, and I spoke with him.

Oh, yes, of course.

I'm Sergeant Contreras. This is Officer Poncherello.

Mrs. Marshall is the one who phoned in Bonnie's accident.

Oh, yes. Thank you. We're very grateful.

This is my son, Cory.

They told us that she couldn't have any visitors yet, but Cory wanted her to

have these flowers.

They said if we could find her a nurse, we could give them to her.

You can go in now. Oh, thank you.

Well, uh, look, we have to go in and see Bonnie and talk to her about the

accident. Maybe I could take those flowers in for you.

Tell her they're from Blabbermouth.

Her CB pal.

Okay, blabbermouth.

That's really nice of you both.

How is she?

She's lucky. She didn't hit the truck.

She just rolled the car.

She might have been killed, though, but she had her seatbelts fastened, and

that's what saved her.

The truck?

She said it blocked the road.

We need more detail, but we'll find it. And don't worry.

Bonnie's gonna be just fine.

Thank you.

We're very glad.

You know what I'm in for?

Observation.

My unbroken bones are being observed by experts.

Well, your unbroken head bone did have us a little worried.

I thought John was coming.

He's down the hall with your doctor, trying to get a diagnosis on your lucky

streak.

Bonnie, can you remember any better now?

I mean, can you give us the license number?

Local.

No license number, but on the rear door of the trailer, there were

a company logo.

Big, burned, and in my unbroken head.

Trans-Allied.

Trans-Allied Trucking?

Yeah, you know, that shimmery logo.

You remember anything else?

Yeah,

the truck that was...

Blocking the road.

It was like... It knew I was there.

Like it... Wanted me to hit it.

Gentlemen, it's time for Miss Clark to have her beauty sleep.

I'll see you tomorrow, Bombard.

Thanks for the flowers.

Oh, uh...

Plants from us. The flowers are from Blabbermouth. Remember?

She'll remember tomorrow.

Better

find

John. Tell him she's gone to sleep.

Well, I want you two to check out TransAlly Trucking first thing in the

morning, right? You know it.

Listen, calm down.

We don't know that this was intentional. We don't know what happened.

If you can't handle this calmly, I'll send somebody else.

We'll handle it calmly.

I'm late. Wayne Grossman.

Did he call you last night?

Not that article. Bent my ear for an hour.

Fatigue as a cause of accident.

I think he's trying to set us up as a guinea pig.

LA 15 Mary 3 and 4. We're in service at Crescent and 30th. We're going to be en

route to trans-Ally trucking at 1029. Notify Gutierre.

15 Mary 3 and 4 LA. We have a traffic hazard. 4th at Crescent.

An army tank. Can you handle?

L.A., did you say army tank?

That's a roger, Mary 3.

10-4, L.A.

All right, they got it outnumbered.

Okay, clear the intersection.

All right, folks, come on, let's move out. Hey, we're all blocked up here. I

mean, this thing stopped. It won't move.

Come on, sir, just keep moving. Come on, folks, move it. What, are the tanks in

the street now? World War III already, huh?

It's backlogged, all right? Yeah, yeah, yeah.

What do you think? Some paramilitary nuts, huh?

Maybe. You guys are combat ready.

You hit the cop!

All right, all right. What was that?

Molotov cocktail.

Who threw it?

He retreated.

Okay, Buster, you're a prisoner of war. Come on. Hey!

You know what that sounds like in there, that banging?

Oh, that echo.

What an explanation for this.

Well, it stalled, and I can't get it started, and all those people were

getting so frenzy, so I just got back inside so I wouldn't get hurt.

You okay?

Yeah, just a little splattered.

Got some registration and identification.

I got this permit to move the tank.

What is this, just a way to get even with the freeway traffic, huh?

No, no.

I'm on my way to show it at the Coliseum.

It's their annual funny car show.

All right, John, listen, I'll handle this. You go on to the trucking company.

Yeah, as soon as I get a clean shirt.

You gonna run me in?

Why don't you make your escape?

I'll put my part in for Purple Heart. Yeah.

Hallucination. What a great angle.

Highway hallucination.

Man, this will really make my article.

Hallucinations cause accidents?

That's a result of fatigue.

Drivers seeing strange things in the road.

Naked ladies.

Army tanks.

This guy really thought he saw an army tank?

Oh, yeah, right in the middle of the intersection.

World War II, Sherman tank.

Wow, this is perfect.

Just what the article needs. On the spot, first-hand facts.

Several kids were throwing things at it, too.

Wait a minute.

You're telling me other people saw this thing, too?

Oh, yeah, several kids.

Wow.

Mass hallucination.

John, this could be historic.

Yeah, and then I climbed up on it, see? You climbed up on it?

Yeah. You what?

Climbed up on it. The kids were throwing Molotov cocktails. Hit the tank splatter

and went all over my shirt.

You put me on. There was no tank?

Oh, no, grossy.

See, there was a tank. Paunch took a poor old picture of me standing on the

turn.

John, this is real.

There's no help at all.

Well, look, Rosie, if I ever see a tank that isn't there, you'll be the first to

know, all right?

Hey, I can take a joke, okay, even if it isn't funny. And I'm telling you

something, highway hallucination is a great angle.

It's just what my article needs.

Uh, only too glad to help, Grossi.

I'm telling you, none of my trucks went through Dynamite Alley at that time

yesterday. None.

I'd like to question some of your drivers.

Be my guest.

But most of them are on the road right now.

Well, if you'd make up a list of the drivers who were out yesterday, I'd

appreciate it.

All right.

It's a lot of work, and it's going to take time.

And all it's going to prove is what I've told you.

My drivers are clean.

I'll come back.

Perk!

You were on Dynamite Alley yesterday.

You see a CHP cruiser?

I did the day before.

I got the ticket. Yes, did I know. The road was clear as spring water.

I can't swear that he intended to run me off the road, but he saw that I went off

the road.

And it was a trans-allied truck. I saw the logo.

Listen, we'll find the guy, and maybe we'll find a witness.

Yeah, look, Bonnie, maybe you'll recall some other identifying mark on the

truck, huh?

Wait a minute.

Witness? Did you talk to Cory Marshall?

Yeah, she called it in.

No. Her son, Blabbermouth.

He's got a CB. I was talking to him just before the accident. Why didn't I think

of it when he brought me the flowers?

Well, you were sedated. They wouldn't let him in.

Yeah, Bonnie, and he didn't say a word.

Was his mother talking for him?

It's protective. He's got a stuttering problem.

All right, you relax.

We'll take it from here.

John, punch.

Be gentle, okay? I mean, he's a pal of mine.

All right?

Good-looking rig you got here, Cory.

Built-in scanner and everything.

I could pick up all different channels.

But my favorite is the highway patrol.

All right.

Let's try to get someone in here.

Look,

did he give you any details on what he saw?

No. Pressure and excitement intensify his problem.

He just gave me the essentials and I went to the phone.

He was afraid he wouldn't be able to say it.

Well, he's a hero to us.

Look, if it wasn't for him, who knows how long it would have been before

somebody found Bonnie.

Would you like some coffee?

Yeah, I'd love it.

Is Bonnie OK today?

Oh, yes, much better.

She really dug the flowers.

Thanks to you, she's going to be back on duty real soon.

And every time she passes down here, she'll be flashing her lights.

That's good.

Cory, whoever caused Bonnie's accident should try to help her.

Only her seatbelt saved her life.

We want to ask him why he didn't stop.

If you can tell me exactly, exactly what you saw, it might help us find him,

okay?

I saw what Bonnie said.

You saw the truck?

What kind of truck? Can you describe it?

The big...

Truck Blocking the road Do you remember any signs

on the truck any lettering what color do you remember?

Thank you, do you remember the color?

Don't worry, we've got plenty of time.

Look, these tickets cost too much for me to relate to the game.

Are you all right?

Both okay?

Van reports a car going backwards. He almost hit it. Hey, stop it before

someone's killed.

We'll take care of it.

Hey, Bob.

Thank you.

This thing has two front ends.

Yeah, bought for the big one at the funny car show.

Neat, huh?

Would you mind stepping out of the other side of the car? You have a little

problem.

Yes?

Hey, you up for a visitor?

Sure, Sarge, hi.

Cory! Hi, Cory!

Blabbermouth, how are you? I'm so glad to see you.

You really okay, huh?

Super. because you called the ouch wagon for me.

My mom did that.

Mr. Modesty, I know you were watching me and saw what happened.

I'm so glad you did.

Maybe come and visit me.

Now, I guess I couldn't turn down a date with the guy who saved my life.

That's great.

Yeah, did you tell Punch and John and the Sarge about the truck?

Punch? Some.

Did you see any license numbers or anything that would help him find it?

No numbers.

It was probably the angle or something out of the window.

It's okay. Tell me, how you been? How you doing?

Okay? Yeah.

What have you been doing?

What's the matter?

I'm not sure.

It's stuttering.

Corey's always had it. It's slowly getting better, though.

And the CB radio is just a therapy item.

Helps him talk, helps him to get out of himself.

So, what's bothering you? His mother said that pressure makes his stuttering

worse. It gets worse every time he talks about the truck.

Well, it could just be the shock of seeing the accident.

Could be, yeah.

What, you think it's something else?

Tell you the truth, I'm not sure.

Look, I know we all get a lot of laughs out of Grossman's magazine articles, but

the fact is driver fatigue is a problem.

And we don't know enough about highway hallucinations. So if you can please

help him out on this one, do.

OK?

Hey, thanks a lot, Harlan. That's really just what I needed, statistics.

Glad to help you, Grossman.

Anything else?

No, that's fine.

Hey, Grossie, I got one for you.

The guy sees a car going both ways on the freeway.

Both ways?

Sure. Not a fact.

Brits will talk to him. The guy who saw the two-way car?

Oh, yeah.

Two-way car.

Hallucination? Or, uh, another army tank joke?

No, Grossie, a real car. Two front ends.

Factory construction?

Well, as opposed to homemade, yeah.

Uh, for the funny car show at the Coliseum.

The annual event for the most unusual road car.

It's a foolish waste of money. People lose all sense of perspective.

Listen, I have the records of a guy whose mortgage was foreclosed.

He thought he saw a house in the road.

And a lady who's afraid of cats, she thought she saw a tiger.

Hey, okay, grossy lineup, all right? Hey, you think I write for the money and

the glory, don't you? Okay, you're partly right, I admit that. But when I

write, I believe.

Some drivers do hallucinate when they've been at the wheel too long.

Sure.

So I see my name in print.

I may also save a life.

Hey, look, I was out of line, okay? I shouldn't have kidded you. No.

Kid me.

So I'll know who I am.

But help me, if you can.

You got it, pal.

Bike-up coffee?

I think I need it.

Two-way car, huh?

Thing of beauty, Grossy, thing of beauty.

What is it, Bonnie's accident?

Yeah.

I don't like to think of anyone trying to hurt her.

Look, that trucking company's going to prepare a list of drivers.

I think I'll go over there and see if they're ready to get out of here.

Every truck, every driver, routes and schedules for the past week and the

next.

Can you verify this?

Any way you see fit.

I told you my drivers are clean.

That's righteous.

Sure, they break the speed limit. They have to or I go broke.

If they heard anybody doing it, they'll answer to me before you ever get your

hands on it. I know nothing about your accident.

Why don't you try to find this innocent instead of guilty?

Mr. Larkin, we're just trying to find out the truth.

You said you didn't have a truck in the alley at the day of the accident, yet

you have a driver here by the name of Perkins.

That's a load from Bakersfield.

Right day, wrong time.

I'm Perkins.

You were in the alley?

Not when the accident happens.

You see a CHP cruiser along the way.

So what if he saw a cruiser? Mr. Larkin, he can look me up.

Remember, I'm the guy who helps fill their ticket quotas every week.

Been having some trouble, Mr. Perkins?

Hey, I got a terrific life and a great collection of citations.

Lights, brakes, load weights, you name it.

All right, Bert, go back to work.

Hey, wait just a minute.

Look, did you come through that alley before or after the accident?

After. I seen Caltrans cleaning it up.

How'd you know what they were cleaning up?

I didn't.

I read it in the papers.

Thank you.

I'll be seating, Mr. Marshall.

Burke?

You're lovely to me, aren't you?

It surprises me that you would ask.

Hi, how's Bonnie?

We'll let her go home tomorrow. What'd you find out?

Trans-ally truck driver A.Y. Perkins. Seven citations in the last 12 months.

Five in Dynamount Alley. There's a motive here, John.

Well, Bonnie did see that trans-ally logo on the back of the truck.

I mean, she's a good cop.

I know. She saw what she saw.

Listen, think about what Grossman is doing.

Could the truck have been a hallucination?

Hallucination?

Yeah, Bonnie was up at four that morning so she could be in Bakersfield by seven.

She spent the whole day in court.

She caught a cold, and then instead of just staying there, she drove home. She

was tired.

So she says herself.

Driver fatigue.

Classic prerequisite conditions.

Do two people see the same hallucination?

Only if it's an army tank.

But no, not really.

Okay, what about Blabbermouth? Corey Marshall, he saw the truck.

You just hung a black cloud over tomorrow, pal.

Either we pin this thing on Perkins, or we're gonna hurt a couple...

Hey, Ponch, is there anything I can do to help?

Yeah, Grossy.

You can finish the article.

You may hit close to home.

What's up? And, uh, much kind of plain sausage here. Where's your partner?

Attention all units.

Report of an airplane down. Northbound 405 at Chadwick. Units responding,

identify.

It's just a van.

LA-57.

If you ever hear me say I've seen everything, remind me of this, all

right? Yeah.

LA-15-7, Adam and Mary, 4-10-97, the TC on the 405.

It's not repeat, not an airplane down. There is a spill load of wrecked cars.

Well, hi.

I blew a tire, and my jack won't work on a DC-3.

You see, I was headed downtown.

Yeah, I know. The Coliseum?

Funniest road car show in the world.

Yeah, hey, you ought to see that show.

Right now, I'd like to see your controls, okay?

Seven, eight, nine, four.

Hey, Barixa.

Coffee, tea, or me?

Perkins, the officer wants to talk to you.

Look, according to our records, you drivers seem to ignore the speed limit.

I explained about that.

I know, Mr. Larkin, you were complaining. See, some truckers complain

while they're a-bangin'. Now, however this accident turns out, if you don't

start a-bangin', they're gonna speed right out of business.

What's the problem, officer?

Five citations, three moving violations, one the day before the accident, all

signed by, uh, Officer Bonnie Clark.

So?

What?

Think I ran her off the road?

I'm saying you better establish the exact time that you passed that spot.

You're accusing him.

No, I'm not.

We don't want to follow some cues.

Well, I'll tell you something.

We'll both be here when you come back to apologize.

You know, Mr. Largessy, we're looking for the truth.

We don't apologize for that. What about these logos? They on all your trucks?

On the cabs, yeah.

What about the trailers?

We haul any trailer that's loaded.

I don't own trailers, just the trucks.

On the day of the accident, the trailer you were hauling had Trans-Allied logo

on the rear doors.

There ain't no such thing.

This is the trailer I was hauling. And it belongs to NORAC Shipping.

All right.

I get your point.

And I got your point.

And I know you've been all through this before.

But I want you to... And I know what I saw. Let me get into this with her,

okay? Sure.

Bonnie, you have keen powers of observation and recall.

What you saw was real, right?

Right.

Okay. Now we have a reality.

Now let's try to figure out what kind of reality it was.

Where it is.

If you're on your hallucination kick again.

Hallucinating.

If you were hallucinating.

It's its own kind of reality.

Look, Bonnie, you're well rested now.

Let's try to dig into your memory, okay? One more time.

Look, I pushed it too far. I got too tired.

I guess that's my fault.

But there was nothing wrong with my reactions.

Otherwise, I would have hit the truck.

I'll send in your picture with my article.

Okay.

We got a conviction in Bakersfield.

So when I left, I was feeling terrific. Not tired at all.

Listen, that money's got us a little confused.

About that truck.

Now, if you forced her off the road, we think we have the guy and we'll lock him

up for hit and run.

It's a pretty heavy trip, so if you didn't force her... She's in trouble?

Bonnie, no. Not Bonnie. Not at all.

The driver, yeah.

I mean, depending on what really happened.

You say... Bonnie lied?

Hey, Corey, she was knocked unconscious.

Bonnie would never lie.

We want to get us some help. We know you saw it. We know you saved our lives.

So we figure you're our man.

Talking to Cory sort of woke me up.

He asked me to flip on the red, so I did.

I usually do when I pass.

Both signed off.

I guess my eyes left the road for a second when I turned off the lights and

secured the microphone.

Maybe it didn't.

Yes, it did.

It did.

I did hit the truck.

I went right into it.

Bonnie, listen, trans-allied trucking doesn't have one truck with that logo on

the rear doors.

John, I saw it.

Bonnie, you ticketed trans-allied three times in the last month.

It was in your subconscious.

Didn't you see a truck?

I heard

them talk

about

the truck.

I thought if

you said truck,

you needed

someone to back you up.

There was no truck.

I just imagined it.

I have to say it.

Or some guy will get in trouble for it.

It didn't run.

I'm sorry, Bonnie Bear.

Oh, no, Cory.

Don't be sorry.

I knew you wouldn't lie.

I'm sorry I did.

There's an ancient saying, greater love hath no man.

I think you'll be forgiven.

Okay?

No.

Hey,

how's your article going?

It's almost finished.

How are you treating Bonnie?

That's what I have to finish. You know, every human being has its limit.

Fatigue is no respect for badges or uniforms.

I was going to say something like that. You know, you might mention that our

supervisor is cracking down on overtime here. Okay, I'll make a note.

Maybe we can get this article into general publication.

I'll convince some of those gung-ho drivers out there to use the rest stops.

Okay.

All right, then.

Right.

Am I hallucinating again?

I don't think so.

Thanks.

What is it?

Whose is it? Mine.

Yours?

You're the guy that said funny cars were silly.

Foolish waste of money.

Out of all perspectives. I was talking about factory jobs.

This is handmade.

Hand done personally by me alone.

You mean you're going to enter this in the show?

I did. The show was last night.

The HPMT won the practicality.

HPMT?

Practicality? Yeah.

This is the Harlan primary motorcycle trainer.

110 miles an hour, 80 miles to the gallon.

You see, the instructor sits here on the cockpit.

The student sits on the motorcycle division here, okay? Now, the instructor

controls the machine, and the student gets a feel of motorcycle riding without

the dangers.

Now, the instructor has a button here on the steering wheel by means of which he

can tilt the motorcycle.

I achieve that with airplane trim tabs.

prize was $200.

Drinks are on me.