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Is that your brother?

Nope.

Yeah, well, whoever he is

I hope he's not wise of the race.

Well, if he's not now, he will be soon.

Hey, John.

Well...what do you think?

About what, Grossy?

The fun part.

Didn't ya like it?

Grossy, eh, you asked me to meet you here

but you didn't tell me why.

Now, they, who are they?

My nieces, John. Two nieces.

They're comin' to visit.

I thought we'd bring 'em here.

We?

Come on, let's check it out.

Now, what do you think? Fun, huh?

Yeah, I guess so. For kids.

I see grown-ups here too.

Yeah, well, I like my fun

a little more mature.

And I hate people splashing.

Gosh, I'm sorry, officer.

Uh, i-i-it's alright.

It's just a little water.

Buy you lunch?

Hey, hey, hey. Here they come, here they come.

That's my brother.

Ambulance just left.

Two serious injuries not one decent witness.

Bikers were going too fast.

'Did you find out anything at the park?'

Uh, Grossy tried to stop some of the kids but they all split.

Says you and he never got close enough to the bikes.

Well, we never got close enough to ID 'em

but we know the leader was not wearing a helmet, that's all.

You know, I picked up something from Steve.

Do you know if he ever did that challenge racing?

Yeah, as a matter of fact, uh

I think when he was a kid.

Why, you have any ideas?

Oh, I don't know, I didn't ask him.

Though you might.

Hey, Steve, wasn't this race, uh

somethin' like, uh, you guys used to call The Indy?

Well, yes and no, hey, I wanna thank

for the backup, I was sure glad to see you.

Oh, that's alright, that's all those kids in the park

and I had to hunch if I would've played it out

it might've prevented this whole thing.

Where'd you see 'em?

Well, it was about a mile past where you came in.

Uh, I saw 'em pass Hartford Avenue

and I was sitting there at Hartford.

Didn't your older brother used to be the all time

street racing champ?

Yeah, Toro.

Yeah, he was the greatest.

Better luck next time, sucker.

Ain't gonna be no next time, eh, Len?

Hey, Robby

I saw the race, it was really somethin'.

Thanks.

So listen, uh

give your brother a message for me, will ya?

Tell him burst ad is ready.

Hey, Paul..

Steve, how you doin', man?

Fine, how are you?

Hey, Teddy, you know this cop here?

- Hi, Steve.

Well, I just dropped in to say hi to Paul.

Oh, yeah, Jon Baker, this is my other brother.

Ted. Hi.

How you doin', Ted? You a biker too?

It's in the family, you know.

Toro taught us both.

Made me wait till I was 18 though.

Pretty good rider, huh?

Good enough to get to Toro's place.

I work there part time and..

from that on time so--

Alright, take it easy, Ted.

How many brothers you have?

That was just three of us.

Ted moved in with Toro ever since our mom died.

Oh.

How come he didn't bring up anything about the race?

Well, I thought maybe you would.

Okay, let's go see

if Paul knows anything.

I don't think he'll talk.

I don't think any of them will.

But we can try.

How long before it's fixed?

Uh, new, uh, gearshift.

Let's say about a month and forever and a half.

Come on, dad.

Okay, when all is done, time to go riding on Sunday

how's that..

That was neat, dad. Can I learn that?

When you're old enough. It's easy.

Rooster, we have a doctor's appointment.

Mom, no! Do I have to?

I hate that doctor, and I hate shots.

Hey, macho man.

You need these shots for school, you don't ask your mom.

It's not cool.

I'll see you later, sweetheart.

Get going, huh?

What is it with no helmet?

What, are you chicken if you wear one?

'Is that what Robby Burstad tells you?'

Robby Burstad, Robby Burstad.

Yeah.

Well, I warned you, little brother.

- I saw Steve today.

You were speeding and he got a ticket?

Nope. I was robbing a bank.

Where'd you see Steve?

Him and another cop, Jon Baker.

I happened to drop in to say hi to Paul Brown.

You and Steve used to run pretty wild, right?

Uh, we were racers.

Not a gang of puppet mass like that Burstad mob.

You fracture me, Toro.

All you do is you put Burstad down.

You could try to get to know the guy.

Come on, I know the type

he makes a bike a four-letter word.

He makes you jealous?

Yeah, sure.

Could you beat him?

Look, will you get your mind off of me racing Burstad

and wear your skidlet when you're riding.

Do you hear me?

Nope.

They hear you in Burbank.

You see, the Indy when Toro and I were racing

was a long distance backroad race.

Endurance, outrunning the cops

overcoming the problems, risking your life

but the betting money was big.

And that could go to double in city traffic.

Well, if that's what's coming down, we gotta stop it.

Somebody's gotta tell us who, when and where?

Would your brother cooperate?

Not if those guys are a couple of hotshot inter-city dragsters.

Toro may not know a thing about it.

I don't mind asking.

Ask, and keep me informed, hmm?

Your report has the suspects writing high price cafe races

and bunches of bikers waiting for the race to pass.

Yeah, the, course was laid out and the groupies had the word

and that was the Indy, or, you know, whatever they're calling.

Jon, does Steve think that Toro's involved?

Oh, yeah.

He says no, but I think he's afraid of it.

His younger brother Ted was at least a witness to the race.

Okay, I'll notify the local agencies

but that accident happened on our turf

the biker belongs to us

and I want him brought in by you.

Sarge, this is an underground operation

I mean, Toro talk to his brother, not me.

McLeish doesn't wear his sensitivity on his sleeve

but his family is very important to him.

You use that anyway you see fit.

But just don't let him get into trouble.

Oh, Jon.

Jon, you tell 'em, you checked it out

is it the family fun park really fun?

The water slide, the little boats.

Honestly, didn't you like it?

- Well-- - Yeah, see.

These are lovely kids

and I haven't seen 'em in 10 years.

All I'm asking is one person to help me show 'em around.

Jon, you're my last resort.

Saturday, Saturday only.

I have to feed my horse on Saturday.

Alright, where's the helmet?

I'm sorry, I forgot it.

Well, for your own sake and for Rooster's.

Will you set him a good example?

I mean, he just, he copies everything that you do.

Well, what do you want, Burstad?

Well, I want a chance to show what I am.

- El primo. - Numero uno.

No, no, no, I'm not el primo

till I beat the champ.

Look, I don't race anymore.

And I never raced your kind in the first place, punk.

So why don't you just go back to getting lost?

Maybe he's too old for it.

Maybe, maybe he's not a Toro.

Maybe he's a pollo.

Chicken, huh?

'Pollo, pollo, pollo, pollo, pollo.'

Honey, look who just rode in.

Must have heard I was punching out the smuggle license

or something, what do you say, Steve?

Good to see you. Ted.

My brother Toro. Officer Jon Baker.

How do you do? This is my wife Joanne.

Hi. How are you?

Who were your visitors?

Uh, they wanted a map by..

You know, I don't, uh, carry giveaways.

The ones without the helmets, uh, you don't know them?

Ted, you ever seen 'em before?

Which ones? I didn't notice 'em.

Coffee. Would you like some coffee?

Racing inside the city? That's no Indy.

I mean, to race to Merced, race to Yuma.

Backroads and fire roads, that's an Indy.

I mean, Steve remembers.

I mean, it used to be us against the road.

We used to and try to avoid the traffic.

Hey, this could be a new kind of game.

Kind of thrill trip.

It's a big city. They could lay one heck of a course.

They call it an Indy? Uh, punks.

Yeah, well, supposedly some young hotfoot decides

to challenge, the fastest gun in the west.

You're still the man to beat. You're still the champ, right?

Yesterday's champ.

Uh, now, I just go from here to the house.

Uh, Sundays I try a little, uh, off-road with Ted, my kid

but for me that's it anymore.

Okay, well, we better get back on the beat.

Oh, yeah. And thank you very much for the coffee.

- Nice to meet you, Jon. - Okay, I'll see you later.

I'll be right out.

Okay, Toro, talk to your brother.

Don't make me sound like a cop. Now, who were the bikers?

You know, I always knew that whatever you did with your life

you do it on a motorcycle.

Maybe you're putting yourself down for.

I'm proud that you're a cop.

Did you know about the race?

Yeah, you hear things, nothing definite.

- Well, I think Ted does. - Ask him.

Oh, come on, you know, he'll cover.

He's hanging around with that crowd, and that's their code

don't talk to cops.

Hey, Steve, come on.

I never had any family trouble, let's not start now.

Well, then put your foot down. It'll stop.

And get Ted away from that street crowd

and find out what he knows.

You're making me your stoolie?

Toro, we want those racers for felony hit and run.

If Ted knows who they are and doesn't tell us

he's makin' himself a criminal.

Alright, I'll talk to him, let's not sweat.

Hey, don't try to shine me on.

I said I talk to him, okay?

Thanks for the coffee.

'Who were the bikers?'

One of 'em was Robby Burstad.

He wants to race?

Let's just hang out.

'Toro..'

...if you start it up again..

...I couldn't take it.

Jon, flat out.

Is Steve holding out on you?

To protect his brothers?

Uh, no, but...they may be

holding out on him.

But there was a race last night.

Three accidents, and one guy with no helmet.

Look, if you were that close to the guy

why didn't you bring him in?

Look, you know, how many guys were out there

riding motorcycles without helmets

you want me to bring 'em all in?

I want the racing stopped.

Sarge, I'm playing my hunches.

My ideas, I'm groping for proper evidence.

I wanna be sure.

I gotta appreciate that.

Ah, I'm sure being the top bike rider on the squad

you'd like to go out there, take your gloves off

forget the rules, use your engine OD.

Stop this by, uh

well, you know, what-whatever means it takes.

But you know, I can't sanction anything like that.

I know you'd never let me catch you doing it.

And I appreciate that. Thanks.

- Don't mention it. - I didn't.

You go into the office.

Go into the office with your mother!

- Joanne. - Toro.

It's cool, it's okay.

- No helmet. - I'm sorry.

Ted, I'll put that on your grave stone.

I'll put that on Robby Burstad's grave stone

but not on Rooster's.

It's Burstad again.

Taking the boy and letting him ride bare-headed.

Taking him out on the street.

Teaching him stuff he's not even ready for yet.

Now, you didn't learn that kind of action from me.

You're learning it from Burstad.

Or maybe Burstad's new generation.

There were always Burstads around

and a handful of bums that follow them.

Toro...when I was 12

I punched out a kid for calling you a bum.

Well, alright. Thanks.

Now, I gotta listen to call them you a chicken.

No, you don't. Just stay away.

Run away. That's what they'd think.

'Toro, some of them are my friends.'

Ted, you know, Steve said that I should

put my foot down with you.

I figure you're old enough to run your own life.

But if you're gonna ride like a pea-brain punk

and don't bring it home to my son.

- Hi. '

I went for a little spin.

Well, I called and I called the station

I was just about ready to call the hospital.

I was scared.

I'm a little hungry.

- You've been racing.

I can see it in your eyes.

I mean, part of you is here, but sometimes I think

the best part of you is out there with the wind.

Uh, the part of me that's here is hungry.

Your throttle hand

your arthritis, do you remember that?

Toro, listen to me.

I can't take anymore of this racing, it tears me apart.

And I'll take Rooster

and we'll both go back to Florida, and I mean that.

Oh, how about this?

For months I can't get a look at the guy

and now I can't get rid of him, did you you eat yet?

Joanne, you're gettin' out a plate, right, honey?

- Yeah, sure. - Not for me.

I got somebody waiting.

Sure.

Well, there's something she shouldn't hear.

Toro, you've been road-testing your bike by the river.

Who are you gonna race?

You've been tailing me.

We think one of those bikers

we saw at your station the other day.

'It's one of our hit-and-run suspects.'

Baker's there on surveillance.

And I'm gonna sit it out with him

until that guy shows up again

or you're gonna tell me who he is.

Well, you're the one with the size in the family.

You're gonna use your muscle?

Who are you gonna race?

He's a young punk who's following my nest.

He's turning Ted into garbage, that's spilling onto my son.

Now, you said to put my foot down, I'm puttin' it.

Don't go try to show him up.

- Give him to me.

And what's that gonna show Ted? Or Rooster?

But then I'm a snitch, a stoolie.

Look, this guy is a septic pig

but he sits fat with all the kids.

What if he beat you?

Look, I'm in business with money

I made winning on backroad races.

I figure I'm good for one more.

I say you are not.

The reflexes go, the stamina goes.

Hey, I love you, brother. But you can't beat me anymore.

Well, you I'm not gonna race.

Why not? Let's make it a bet.

A C-note against you give me this punk.

'I know a fast track at Pomona.'

Come on, I'll get a sanction for a 50 lap race.

How about it?

Uh, and if I win, you get off my back

and let me handle it my way.

I get a 100 all myself.

I don't bet on losers.

Does Sergeant Getraer know this is going on, Jon?

Would I be out here taking part in this

if Sergeant Getraer didn't give me permission?

- Only 43 laps to go.

Nobody answers anybody anymore.

Steve's doing very well for a guy who hasn't raced in years.

- I'm okay.

I had you beat, big brother.

And a bike I never even raced before.

Not at the finish line, Steve.

But thanks for the workout.

- I took a spill.

Hey, wait a minute, you're talking

to an old motorcycle rider.

Now, that wasn't a spill, that was a dive.

Jon, with a little bit of work on this bike

and a little bit of practice I could have beat him.

'And I couldn't hold him off.'

This way he beat a guy who's down.

Oh, I get it.

It's what the poets call a hollow victory.

He certainly didn't prove to himself

he's still up to riding in an Indy.

He's got it, Harlan.

Yeah, did I get something else?

That there's a guy trying to tell himself

that he's the new number one.

Who, me?

- Hi. - Hi.

'What, you're going some place?'

I've thought about it.

Where's Toro? I gotta pay off a bet.

He's getting a shot in his wrist.

He has arthritis so bad he couldn't even move it morning.

Your bags?

No, they're Ted's.

Someone's coming by to pick 'em up.

Steve he moved out this morning

and I don't know how Toro's gonna take it.

Do you think you can be here when he comes?

'15 Mary-3, LA.'

LA-15, Mary-3.

'LA-3, 10-21 Mary-50'

'at 555-6483, it's urgent.'

'10-4.'

Roger LA.

Hello.

Jon. Hey, what's your 20?

Uh, Fairfax in Highland. Why?

'Well, this morning Ted moved out on Toro.'

And Joanne heard Teddy talking to a guy named Paul Brown.

- Yeah, the motorcycle shop.

Hey, wait-wait-wait a minute.

He's your kid brother and you're on duty

I mean, why don't you talk to him?

Well, Joanne thinks Toro's fixing

to race a guy named Robby Burstad.

And I wanna stay here and pin him down, okay?

- Alright. - Alright, thanks, Jon.

- Well.. - Fear not.

Help is on it's way.

Looking on bikes, watching the place at night

it's not much of a job.

But I can eat. Who told you I was here?

Hey, Ted, Toro used to work here and Paul's a friend of Toro.

So don't pretend you don't wanna be found.

Look, I just wanna live my own life, that's all.

Oh, by taking a fade on your family. That's no way to start.

I mean, you talk like a man and you look like a man

but you're acting like some kind of pouting child, as if..

Len!

Len!

'LA-50, 7-Mary-3 in pursuit of cafe racer.'

'Might be our hit-and-run driver.'

Turn around, put your left hand on your head.

Alright, Burstad, what's your problem, huh?

'Cute. Real cute.'

But aren't they little young for the water slides?

Well, they are a lot older now, believe me.

I mean, Nietzsche said "A man should be selfish."

But I do favors for everybody.

How come everybody turns me down?

Maybe it's because you try to dictate the terms.

Look, why don't you ask for my ideas, my input?

Like, sarge, uh, I'm inexperienced with kids.

Can you help me entertain my nieces?

Sarge, I'm inexperienced with kids.

Can you help me entertain my nieces?

No.

You're my last resort.

See me later, Grossman.

You don't suppose those nieces tuned out

to be ravishing beauties, do you?

If they were ravishing beauties

he would have advertised it all over the place.

Sit down.

Jon collared one of the hit-run bikers.

Uh, name's Len Parsons.

Knew he was wanted saw Jon had bolted.

Well, that's good, right?

Uh, Jon was off his beat at the time.

Because he got a call from your brother's station

which isn't on anybody's beat.

There's been some unauthorized activity in this case.

But Jon made a good arrest.

'Probably the key to this brain bucket Indy game'

so I'm not gonna issue a reprimand.

If I did with Jon's record

and his seniority, he'd survive.

Anyone else who broke the rules

for personal reasons

might be throwing away his career.

Nobody would wanna do that.

We agree.

Anyhow the reason I want to talk to you was, um

if your brothers were helpful in this

please convey my thanks.

But not on company time.

Hi, Robby.

Hi, Robby.

- Okay, Teddy boy.

Chicken little, I'll just tell you what's wrong.

Look, we were just standing here.

I didn't say a word.

Parson saw the cop and split. He finked on himself.

Well, if it wasn't a set-up, why'd the cop take after him?

Because Len peeled outta here like a maniac!

Ted's telling it straight, I saw the whole thing!

Hey, butt out of it, Paul!

You and your chicken brother.

'Too chicken to race, so you go the pigs.'

You think your pig brother will stop us?

Fake.

Look, I wanted you and Toro to race.

'Cause I figured you would have won.

But, you know, when I think of it, I think I was wrong

'cause who did you ever beat?

You beat Parsons?

I could cream Parsons.

Got him busted, now you talk.

Hey, why not take on a horse that's still on the track.

Okay, how about that, Robby?

You haven't got the class to clean my brother's mufflers

but how about me?

Me

Yeah. 'Cause I'm tired of your chicken talk, Robby.

Look, squirrel, I race for money.

Okay, my whole poke, 60 bucks.

'Ooh, hey, big spender.'

Okay, sucker.

Get a map.

Hey, baby, look, I-I didn't mean you.

He's just trying to bring you down.

I know, I know.

But this just might bring Toro out.

Toro service.

Yes, Joanne.

Yeah, Paul.

A race?

Burstad with Ted?

There's no way I can stop him now

so I'm putting him on the best machine I can.

'I just don't want Toro to think this is my fault.'

Where does the race start?

Where in the river bed?

Uncle Ted's gonna race that guy.

Who is that? - It's Paul.

Here, give me that.

Paul, Toro. Come on, let's have it.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah. Alright.

Come on.

Don't be a fool, Toro

you'll never make with that bad arm.

I'll be okay. You've got a career to think about.

Toro, don't.

I'll be alright.

Dad and Uncle Steve gonna stop him?

I hope so.

Hello, my name is Joanne McLeish

and I have to talk to Officer Jon Baker.

No, it's very urgent.

'Alright, leave the river here.'

'Head South on Tinker Street.'

'Now, you follow these arrows, home and drive.'

And you go through this, renewal here to Fire Stone.

And once you're on Fire Stone, you're in city traffic.

Gotta watch out for cops.

'Break, break, this is Jon Baker.'

'CHP Apple 7-1-2, is there a smokey'

'around with his ears on?'

Try for an air observer, Barr.

Stand by for road blocks in case I don't get there in time.

'10-4, Jon, just let me know where.'

Uh, one of the river exits, there's only a few.

Hey, chicken little.

Puttin' your head in a pot?

Maybe that's another thing my brothers

have been right about, Robby.

You got no brain to protect.

Leave him in the weeds Robby!

- Back off. - No!

- Shut it now! - No!

'Still think I'm too old, huh?'

You think I'm over the hill?

Hey, I beat you, brother, end of argument.

Why did you have to stop me?

Why you, lame-brained punk.

You'd have gotten yourself killed, that's why.

Would have picked you up off the street

with a blotter before it was over with.

A dirty, rotten race in the city streets.

Plus you put Toro's life on the line

with that bum wrist of yours, and you ask why.

You gotta be out of your..

Burstad!

Get off of that thing, you and I gonna have a little talk.

Hey, Burstad.

Hey, listen, please, you wanna--

Hey, hold on, get on CB and call Baricza, tell him

to set up a roadblock right away, okay?

You're a cop, remember?

Uh, Breaker-Breaker, Mary-50, 7

- Come on back. - 10-4, Mary-50, 7-Adam by.

I was scared.

I don't know how you handle all that speed?

Not as well as I used to do.

LA-15, 7-Adam, I'm in the renewal area on Hannes

near the river ramp, requesting backup.

Back off, you'll never make it!

Yeah, he hit his head, call an ambulance.

Get the first aid kit, and a blanket.

Uh, sergeant, is it bad?

He's lucky to be alive and so are you.

Look, Jon, you are a terrible disappointment to me.

I've always depended on your good sense.

Now, I never would have believed that you ever in your life

would have done that dumb stunt like that.

Sarge, you as much as told me to

stop the racing anyway I could.

I told you, not to let me catch you doing it.

It was my day off.

Oh.

'Officer Artie Grossman, please come to the Snack Box.'

Okay, here he comes.

Surprise!

Hi everybody, and meet Peggy and Marsha.

Your nieces?

No, my neighbors. Come on in, girls.

This is Amy and Ruby, these are my nieces.

I'm inexperienced with kids so Peggy and Marsha told me

they'd help entertain 'em.

You're right, Grossy.