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You know, it's been exactly two weeks today that we've been riding together

for four years.

You're kidding. Four years?

Yeah, time flies when you're having fun.

Oh, wait a minute. Now, that's what I need. My woofers have gone to the docks.

You know, I could use a new turntable myself.

My old clunker sounds like it's spinning at 23 and a third RPMs.

A little too rich for my blood.

Arnie, how you doing up there?

Wonderful. You know, every one of these jobs makes it harder to live with

myself. Well, I'm not exactly excited about it either. Just think happy

thoughts. Like all the extra money you're getting.

Hold it. What's the matter?

We got a couple of chips coming this way.

You just keep dumping and I'll decoy him.

That's no stock engine under that hood.

LA-15 Mary 3 and 4 in pursuit of Gold Camaro. No license plate. Southbound

Canaan Road between Ventura Freeway and Pacific Coast Highway.

Request assistance.

LA-15, 7 Charles responding.

Bonnie, this is John. Set up a roadblock at the west end of the last tunnel.

10-4, John.

10-4, Bonnie, about a mile up the road.

LA-15 Mary 3 and 4, 10-97 to TC, Ridgeback and Canaan, rolling 11-41 and

11-42.

Thank you.

Okay, this will be brief. You all know about the TC on Canaan Road yesterday?

Let's keep an eye out for that hopped-up Camaro before more innocent people get

hurt. Now, there's a full description on the board behind me. Please take note.

Now, uh, I've got a request here for an officer to work a traffic control detail

on his regular day off.

Is anybody interested?

All right. See me before you leave.

Okay, that's it. Hit your beats.

I'll wait for you outside.

Hey, Sarge, want to get in on a little celebration?

Oh, whoopee. You know me. I'm always ready for that.

What are we celebrating?

John and Poncha's anniversary. You know, four years together.

That's no small deal.

Besides, I need a nice, loud party at my place. The guy next door is taking

trombone lessons.

I could make some quiche.

Look, I know the guys would appreciate the thought, but I also know that they

wouldn't go for the falderal.

Partners for four years? We can't just ignore it.

Why not? They do their jobs just like everybody else. You mean, just forget

it? Right, you read me correct.

Just do nothing?

Right, look, I hear speeders out there.

I hate it when a big strong man gets mushy.

10-4, releasing all traffic.

I'll meet you back at base camp.

We'll start with the girls right after the meal break.

Now, who's going to ride the horse in the seat?

I am. Good. You'll be ready to go right after lunch.

Okay.

Can we go for a hike, Sharon?

It's so beautiful out there.

All right.

But stay on the road and be back in a half hour, no later.

Okay. You go ahead.

I want to practice with the horse. All right.

I figured you boys would show up just about now.

Yeah, we thought we'd stop by and help relieve the boredom. Yeah, all these

hours sitting around with nothing to do. It's boring.

Not to me.

I love it.

I'm really intrigued by the technical aspects of movie making.

Hey, Pod!

How'd we do? Did we do okay?

You did terrific.

John, Rosie, Major Margo.

Hi. Hi.

Hi.

Listen, Ponch, I had some trouble firing my pistol on that last take.

Oh, here, let me see.

There, I don't think you have any more trouble with it, Midge. Uh, Margo.

Everything's all right.

Curbside service.

See you back at the ranch, partner.

I feel too good. Oh, I knew I shouldn't have let you go.

Lay down and relax, okay?

What is it? What's wrong?

Look at the blanket.

She can't breathe.

It's hot.

John, Pon.

Hi, hi. We thought we'd stop by and check on Amy.

Oh, Amy's inhaled a severe dose of chemical fumes.

Some of her lung tissue has been damaged.

Chemical fumes?

A real toxic alphabet soup.

Do you think we could talk to her and find out exactly where she came in

contact with the stuff?

I'm sorry. Talking right now will put too much of a strain on her lungs.

The doctor calls it an alphabet soup of toxic waste.

Sounds like a king-size dump probably involving truckers.

Look, Ponch and I could probably get some inside information. We happen to

have some friends in the trucking business.

Right.

What's the name?

Charlie Davis. No, no, he retired.

His daughter.

Robbie? Robbie.

Robbie Davis, yeah.

Long, blonde hair. Good head for business.

Good trucker, too. Feisty thing, but she's charming.

Very, very charming.

Yeah, okay.

Well, I said, okay, you could see her. What's wrong?

It's just your memory. It surprises me.

It's not that. It's just that you only met Robbie once, and that was almost a

year ago. And besides, Sarge, you're a pretty busy man.

Yeah, and I'm graying at the temples. But where does it say that I can't

remember a pretty girl, huh?

All right.

Well, tell her that you sent... What?

Hello?

You and John.

I didn't recognize you guys at first.

Hey, you're looking great, Robbie. She looks terrific, partner.

What have you been doing with yourselves since I saw you last?

Well, it's funny you should ask.

Ta-da!

Hey, congratulations.

When's the baby due? About four months.

Yeah, congratulations.

Charlie is so excited about becoming a grandfather.

Yeah, how is old Charlie? Has he retired yet?

Well, semi-retired. You know, everything in my father's life has a semi in front

of it. He's got trucking in his blood.

Sounds like he hasn't changed.

No, he stops by a couple of days a week to make a pest of himself.

As a matter of fact, he is out and back right now with Gil. Come on. I know he'd

love to see you. Oh, great.

I want you to meet.

This is my husband, Gil Chelser.

Honey, these are a couple of old friends. This is Ponch and John.

Nice meeting you.

Hi. Congratulations on the baby.

Thank you.

Gil's taking over the business.

I'm taking on a new job in a few months.

What the devil's the problem now?

You want me to come out there and hold your hand?

See, you still can't ask a simple question without making it sound like a

declaration of war. What the... Punch!

It's out to you!

Hey,

tell me, what brings you two out here?

John? How you doing, Charlie?

Fine. Well, someone's been dumping chemicals up in the mountains, and we

think it's a local hauler. Wait, wait a minute.

This is the first place you come looking?

No, no, it's not like that. We thought you could help us, you know, maybe check

around. Yeah, you know, being on the inside, we thought you might hear

something. Well, sure, we do some hauling for a local chemical company

ourselves. I'll ask around.

Well, you guys will have to excuse me. I've got a load of wire to deliver.

Pretty fancy, huh?

Robbie gave it to me when I bought my new sports car.

You ought to see her, guys. She turns an easy 150 miles per without any trouble.

That's what they tell me.

I mean, that's what's on the speedometer.

Which reminds me, uh, when am I going to get that car back from the garage, Gil?

They said they'd have it for you tomorrow afternoon, Charlie.

I tell you, that car spends more time in the shop than on the road.

Thanks, Robbie.

Take good care of my grandson.

I will. And stay off your feet.

See you guys.

Listen, the doctor tells us you're coming along really great.

Oh, by the way, Sharon said you were a real fan of crossword puzzles.

Thanks.

Listen, Amy, those chemicals you fell into are really dangerous.

Do you think you can tell us anything about where they were?

I don't know.

All I can remember is leaving the road and falling into this ditch.

There was this big old tree stump and a lot of barrels.

Do you remember how far from the movie location the ditch was?

I think we walked up the road for 20 minutes or so.

That's all I can remember.

Yeah, well, that's good enough.

Listen, we're gonna leave right now. You try to get some sleep, okay?

All right.

Big tree stump near a ditch, 20 minutes from location.

How much to go on?

Yeah, why don't we go up there and nose around?

I don't believe this.

What's the matter?

Got another two cops headed up this way. I told you we were pressing our luck.

You just keep dumping. Let's see if they can ride those things to the dirt.

Company!

I can see how this would make short work of your rear tire.

Amy's a lucky girl.

This is 7 Adam. I'm just up the road. I think I found it.

It'll turn your stomach.

And I'm not talking about the fumes.

I'll notify the fire department.

This is a cast of the left rear tire taken at the dump site. We're pretty

sure it belongs to our friend in the Camaro.

This guy was pulling a decoy maneuver to keep anyone from getting too close to

the operation.

This cut in the tread should make IDing our man pretty easy.

Now, if you stop a vehicle that you think fits the description and you think

it might be our boy, take one of these cards, slip it under the tire, and roll

it for an imprint.

And then bring the cards back, and we'll compare it with a cast.

Okay, that's it. Pick up your cards on the way out.

Anything?

No.

Thanks. Now look, you got one more week.

I think I got enough.

Look, I'll lend you whatever you're short, okay?

No, thanks. This is my thing. Hey,

Sharon's off work tomorrow. How about Dublin?

Uh, thanks, but I gotta be back on the movie set tomorrow.

You mean you took another traffic detail?

Now, wait, John.

Before you say anything else, no, I'm not broke, they're not gonna repo my

fiber, and I'm not about to be evicted from my apartment. And I even have

enough food in my fridge to hold Grossman over for a couple of months.

But I do appreciate your concern.

I'm okay, really.

Really?

Really, man.

Come on.

Honch!

Okay. Your motor is as good as new.

Harlan, you are without a doubt the Michelangelo of motorcycle mechanics.

Thanks.

Hey, I hear you're filing for bankruptcy.

Is that true?

Bankruptcy? I do a little moonlighting, and everyone thinks I'm headed for the

poorhouse.

It's got to be our guy.

L.A. 15, Mary 3 and 4, pursuit of suspect, Gold Camaro, southbound Pacific

Coast Highway and hillside.

10-4, Mary 3.

Hey, buddy, get out of the car.

Slow.

Frank, you home?

Punch!

What are you doing here?

Well, uh, somebody gave me a record album. I have nothing to play it on.

John's speakers are out, so, uh, I was gonna play it here.

Oh.

Now, uh... What am I doing here?

Right. Well, just visiting.

Punch said if he wasn't here that his key would be in the... Oh, I better put

this back.

Yeah. Joe, Sarge.

Yeah. Uh, what am I doing here, right?

Okay, all right, I know. You said no party.

And this isn't really a party. Oh, you're not on that fourth anniversary

kick, are you? Well, yes and no, mostly yes.

But Ponson, hey, it's okay.

Let's just hang out and kick back. He's gonna cook us dinner. I'm sure you're

invited. Oh, yes.

My social secretary probably committed a small oversight.

But you know how social secretaries are.

Oh, come on, Joe.

All right, look, you do your thing, I will do mine. Break open the chips, have

your wine. I came here to listen to a record.

Hey, Joe, you better be careful. This turntable's kind of touchy. I'll help

you. I've had it.

It's inscribed. No, no, no.

Grocey, Grocey, Grocey, thanks, thanks, thanks, but no thanks.

I'll just take my record and go home.

Oh, come on. I'm sure Posh wants you here.

Bunny, Bunny, Frank and I have had our differences, but believe me, he would

have invited me if there'd been something to invite me to.

There is.

Posh is going to cook dinner.

Yes, is this Jennifer?

Ah, this is Sergeant Gutierre. Hi.

Is Officer Poncherello there?

No, no, I don't want to speak to him. Just tell him that his kitchen's a mess.

Thank you.

Joe, why didn't you want to talk to him?

Okay, Poncherello, uh, Cafe Joseph on you?

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

Okay.

Pico Taco Palace in 20 minutes.

Hey, Mark!

another drop to make tomorrow morning yeah well count me out it's too risky

what do you mean the other day that was pretty close and the two cops who were

snooping around here hey wait wait wait i got a whole load of chemicals over

there in that truck and there's enough money in it to pay off what i owe and

there's your problem mine is to get this load to bakersfield the money's not as

good but at least i can sleep at night

Set you out of town until tomorrow night.

You know what happened to me today?

I was stopped for speeding.

So what else is new?

Police told me that a car like mine was connected with that illegal dumping we'd

heard about.

Yeah.

Well, my car wasn't in the garage all those times, Gil.

You were driving it.

Okay, Charlie.

I was driving it. So what? So what?

So this.

Take a look at these. Triplicate forms.

One from the chemical company, one from us, and one from the dump grounds.

In over a dozen cases, the receipts from the dump grounds have a forged

signature. Charlie, how do you know that, huh?

Because, stupid, the guy whose name you forged hasn't worked there for six

months.

Who are you calling? Yes.

That's great. Why don't you call in the cops?

I mean, Robbie would like that.

This must be real tough for you to handle.

I love her.

Gambling away every penny you've got is a fine way of showing it.

I was just trying to take care of my own wife without your help. So you're

playing the horses?

That's right.

That's right, I played the horses, and I got pretty deep into some guys.

How deep?

Over 15 grand!

And pocketing the payments from those chemical companies was the only way I

had of paying them back.

And I'm supposed to feel sorry for you? No, but I got a whole truckload of waste

out there in the yard.

I need help dumping it.

I don't believe you.

Those guys that I'm in debt to, they hold the paper on this

company.

I'll get the rest of the cash by tomorrow. The whole place goes over to

them.

All right.

Angel Patrol, scene 86, take one.

And action!

That was sensational.

What do you say the three of us go out for dinner later?

Very funny.

Hey,

what brings you two out here?

Someone wanted to stop by and say hello.

Who?

She just got out of the hospital yesterday with a clean bill of health.

That's good to hear.

You better get back before the cameras.

Get Bo Derek to run for our money, huh?

Amy! I have some bad news.

Yeah, what's up?

You know those tread imprints we took of Charlie's car?

They maxed.

Why didn't you take this to Robbie yesterday?

Sarge, it's not that simple. I mean, these are our friends. Who are we

supposed to zero in on? Charlie Davis. You got a tire print from a car that

belongs to him. A car that has dragged you away at least twice from the scene

of a crime.

Now, if these were John Doe's, I'd have to chain you and punch you a train to

keep you from going after him. Yeah, but this is a car and a truck. I mean, who

was driving what? Charlie? Robbie? Robbie's husband? I mean, Charlie's a

hothead. He's a war horse. Sure, but... But what?

Gil. The husband.

Our first visit out there, Charlie asked when his sports car would be out of the

shop, and Gil told him when, but that was the day we chased the car.

I mean, it wasn't in the shop, and Gil knew that.

Well, I would seem to let Charlie off the hook, but, um... Yeah.

What about Gil and Robbie?

Right.

Look, John, you want me to send somebody else out on this?

No, no, no, we'll take it. Give Poncho a call and tell him to meet me.

It's like I said, Joe, these are our friends.

I understand

What is this?

What's wrong? Is it the baby?

It was you.

What are you talking about?

Why?

Honey, look, I've done some pretty stupid things.

I got into some heavy trouble, and I pulled a business in right with me.

If you ever love me, if you ever love me, I need you now.

And Charlie needs you.

Robbie, what's the matter?

Gil's behind the illegal dumping operation.

He's even gotten Charlie involved.

I can't believe it.

Well, it's true.

The tread print at the dump site matches Charlie's Camaro.

Look, we think he's acting as a decoy in case the wrong people show up at the

wrong time.

Ponch, he sounded so desperate. He must be in a real jam.

Well, we'll do what we can. You know that.

They went on another run. They left ten minutes ago in the semi.

Let's go.

I'm coming, too. No, Robbie, you can't.

That is my husband and my father you're going after.

Okay, but keep it under the legal speed limit.

Do you read me?

Yes, I read you.

Can't let you do it.

Come on, put him over there.

If that fire hits the gas station, it's going to blow.

The trailer goes and it'll send up a cloud of poison gas.

You get it?

No. You're never going to have to raise the trailer.

Come on you two, get out of there!

you charlie punch john flowers hey calm yourself they're not for you i know i

know they're for you lady thank you and thank you both

for all you've done for gil i guess i've got to take part of the blame i well

whatever sentence gil gets he's going to find his father-in-law and his wife

waiting for him when he gets out and uh maybe even his son

Before I dismiss you, there's something I'd like to share with all of you.

Four years ago today, I made a brilliant decision to create a team of

motor officers.

Two men I thought might not last four weeks, much less four years.

Well, they proved me wrong.

They turned out to be one of the best teams of highway patrolmen we have.

John Baker and Frank Poncherello.

I think Frank has something he'd like to say to you. Frank?

For the last two weeks, I have been getting nothing but grief from you guys

about my moonlighting.

Well, now you're gonna find out the reason why.

To show my appreciation for all that you've done for me, John, I got a little

present for you.

Well, since you don't know how much I appreciate this, but I got to tell you

something. I don't have my stereo anymore.

I sold it so I could get you something, too.

A record changer turntable?

I didn't tell you the whole story, man.

I didn't make enough moonlighting, so I sold my stereo, too.