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Brian, charge some goodies
on your old man's credit card?
- 'Don't have any money.' - No need.
I have brought us a liquid lunch box.
Now, the chef here is really first rate.
I'm lucky to be working for him.
You're pretty good yourself.
Where'd you learn to cook?
Up north.
Looks like a couple of cafeteria drones.
You know what this school really needs?
We need a servant's entrance.
Oh, hear, hear.
You know, I'm telling you, Sheila cried for an hour
over why I asked her why she was two hours late.
Emotional spontaneous combustion.
Nah, Sheila's not like that.
- 4 o'clock.
Hey, this time of year, man
Santa Ana wind, every day, 4 o'clock.
3:47.
Yeah, 4 o'clock, plus or minus.
Yeah. Maybe that's why Sheila acts so strange.
You know, people act weird when the Santa Anas blow.
Eddie, don't say anything.
Those guys can get you fired.
You there, what's for dinner tonight?
Probably the gray stuff
If set they help out the honey.
Oh, yeah, the old mister and me.
Come on, no hard feelings.
Have a Brewski.
Don't complain. It's imported.
Suck death, you preppie dips!
Uh-oh. Cool it, cool it, cool it.
Who, me, officer?
Ooh, roll up the window, honey, and keep the dust out.
Lock the doors.
That's good.
Let me see your driver's license, please.
Would you like to tell me how much you had to drink?
Nothing. Nothing, I promise. No way.
Officer, please, Eddie's not drunk.
Ow!
Aah!
You stay right here.
Are you alright?
Gas! I smell chlorine gas.
- Oh, my children, my children! - Okay, kids, hold your breath!
Bonnie, there's something in there leaking chlorine gas.
- Get these people out of here. - Okay.
Come on.
Hold your breath.
Ponch!
Come on, hurry it up.
Mommy, mommy! No!
Let go. Get her.
I got her.
Fire! The fire!
Take it easy. Be careful!
Get back! Get back! Get Back!
Stay back!
- Get in. - Wait.
Jon.
I think he got a lung-full.
The medics are on the way.
I just got scared, okay.
Alright, you might've gotten a speeding ticket, but that's all.
Eddie, we told the truth about the beer.
He would have believed us.
Believe?
I know all about that.
It's a phony word.
It's got lie right in the middle of it.
- Spell it. Come on, go on.
- B-E-- - L-I-E. Lie.
- Eddie, that's not funny.
I'm sorry.
It's the kind of games you learn
at the Hamptonville Work Farm.
Hamptonville?
It's a work farm.
Reform school, that's, that's where I learned to cook.
Uh, before I was 18, I did 3 years there
and every time I got busted, I was zonked on beer.
Oh, Eddie, I'm sorry. I didn't know that.
They know that.
And I'm not a juvie anymore.
I mean, they get me now
they're gonna hit me with some hard time.
Eddie, I've never seen you drink.
I don't. I'm straight.
I wanna stay that way if they'll let me.
Come on.
Who'd wanna trade a home like this
'for some Graybar Hotel?'
- Oh, no, I wish.
Uh, I live, uh, with my grandfather behind the garage.
- He's the caretaker.
Wow!
Come on. Come on.
Wow!
Granddad?
This is Marie, who I told you about.
Granddad Cross.
Nice to meet you.
Marie, I'm pleased.
Um, I'm sorry we were late.
There was, uh, an accident on the old road.
Oh, yes. They said so on the radio.
Uh, people were hurt.
Yeah, we, uh, we had to wait to get around.
- I was..
O-one of the waitresses
uh, c-coming out of the kitchen
she hit me with the door.
'I think he's gonna be okay.'
- 'Right.' - Sure.
It'll be hurry out there for a while.
'Yes, it was.'
What's the story here?
They just brought him up
and he's gonna be just fine.
Are all the rest of you sick?
Oh, I'm just here to tell Baricza
to get back on duty.
I'm here to walk Bonnie to her car.
Right.
Oh, I'm just fooling around.
Mm-hmm.
How'd he get the chlorine gas?
Was there a tanker involved?
No, soda pop and laundry bleach.
Separately they're nothing, but you mix them together--
Synergistic reaction.
Yeah, like, uh, scotch and sleeping pills, real deadly.
'Chlorine gas affects the nervous system.'
'How much did he get?'
Oh, well, you can see him now.
Thank you, doc.
Are you his doctor?
Between house calls. Patricia Fairfield.
Hi. I'm his supervisor, Joe Getraer.
How is he?
Well, X-ray and ultrasound
have shown no damage to the lungs
but we're gonna run some further tests.
Well, if you're sure you're okay
I stopped that kid and I forgot to return his license to him--
Well, do it. Return it. I don't know what the fuss is about.
I got a snootful of a little irritant.
I get it by the gallon every day on the freeway.
- Hi. - Hi.
How you doing?
Yeah, I'm feeling kind of weak. Mm.
Could you excuse us now, please?
Oh. Mm-hmm.
Get your strength back, partner.
Okay.
We'll keep him the usual 24 hours.
Any change, I will call you personally.
You're very thoughtful, Dr. Fairfield.
It's my pleasure.
Hey, how's he doing?
Oh, he's sinking real fast.
No, the nurse is in there looking for vital signs.
Hmm.
I stopped him for speeding
and I forgot to return his license.
That's all there is to it.
You see, Eddie has a juvenile record.
Sometimes I worry in spite of myself.
He seems to have this feeling that he's, uh
being pestered, you know, put upon.
He's trying to overcome it, but--
How
Oh, no, no, not anymore.
You see, after his father died in-in Vietnam
he really went off the deep end.
Since he's been with me, about a year and a half now
I think he's really applying himself.
Well, we had an emergency, Mr. Cross, a serious one.
Other people stood around but not your grandson.
He jumped in. He helped.
Oh, good.
Thank you. Thank you very much.
Thank you.
- Have a good day. - Thank you.
- Oh! - Pardon me.
You were with an Eddie Cross this afternoon?
You see, I'd like to talk to him.
Uh, well, we're just about to close. Uh..
Can you wait just a minute?
Sure.
Thank you.
Eddie! Eddie, that-that's cop's outside.
He wants to see you.
Tell him I'm not here.
I-I can't. I already.. He knows.
Come on. It can't be that bad.
Alright. He wants to hassle me, that's fine.
'Cause I'm not some two bit patsy.
I mean, he's in trouble.
Eddie, don't do that.
He gave me this eye. Baby, you're my witness.
He's gonna pay.
- Hey, I was..
That eye looks real bad, son.
It ought to.
You shoved my face down hard enough
into the steering wheel.
I what?
It's okay, man. No sweat.
You got a warrant?
I'm ready. You don't even need any handcuffs.
You just take me down to some place
where I can file my complaint.
- Eddie! - Uh, hold it, ma'am.
It's alright.
I came by to give you your driver's license, son
and to thank you for helping with the fire.
Now, I think you're a little mixed up.
You ought to have a doctor look at that eye.
It's a cop-out, man!
Hit him first and then offer a bandage, right?
You're gonna be hearing from me, smokey, I promise.
Hey, Ponch, Bear.
Hey, Jon. Didn't expect to see you back so soon.
I-I told you guys nothing was wrong with me.
Oh, well, we knew that but we figured
it'd take you two or three days to get over it.
Yeah, I heard a pretty foxy doctor.
Not to mention a real cute nurse.
I thought you kinda turned her on, you know what I mean?
You guys know me better than that.
I wouldn't stay in a hospital
just to be near a pretty nurse.
Besides, she's off tonight and tomorrow.
Oh, hey, I'm glad I ran into you guys.
I, uh, been telling everybody else and I didn't want you
to think I was leaving you out.
I've been studying up on chemical fires.
I'm giving a little demonstration
'in the garage for all the troops.'
Uh, sorry, Grossman. I gotta see the sarge.
- Oh, he's invited too. - Well, I'll tell him for you.
No, I told him.
I wish I could be there
but I gotta do the laundry.
Gee, I hope he isn't hurt because I didn't
invite him sooner.
Oh, no, we all try to be flexible, you know.
Oh, were you gonna come?
Uh, actually, I'm sorry to disappoint--
No, no, no problem at all.
Actually, the garage isn't big enough
for all of us at once. Hey, but don't worry.
I'm gonna have another demonstration
for all those who can't get in on this one.
Ready, Harlan?
Am I gonna be the only one
to witness this experiment?
Not an experiment.
This is a demonstration. Others will see it later.
'Now, here we have--'
'A leaky battery.'
And here we have a bottle of--
Beer.
- Synergistic reaction. - Put it out!
A microcosm of what could happen if a beer truck
ever hit an auto parts delivery van.
Put it out!
It's all in here in this Emergency response
guidebook to, uh, hazardous Materials
put out by the Department of Transportation.
Oh, here we have a bucket of--
Water! Put it out!
You see, when you're dealing with chemicals
what'll extinguish one fire will make another fire worse.
Now, here we have a bucket of--
Sand?
There. Now, what do you say to that?
Clean it up.
Okay, we know nothing happened but if this guy
follows through and puts a brutality complaint on
Ponch's record, now, that's not right.
I gave you my best advice.
If you want me to, I'll make it an order.
Do nothing. Don't even talk to the guy.
Don't fan the fire.
Now, I spoke with the grandfather.
It seems young Eddie's on a persecution trip.
He sounded off in front of a lot of people
including his girl.
I think if you, uh, give him a little space
he'll find a way to back down.
Man, I hope so.
You feeling alright, Jon?
Yeah, sure. I'm fine.
Uh, well, you have an "Emergency Response" guide
to hazardous materials.
Read it. Under chlorine gas, it says "Do not inhale."
Dennis, you know, as members of the elite
we have a responsibility..
...to help the needy.
A little charity for your
'kitchen caddie's speeding ticket.'
Come on, Dennis, match me.
Didn't you hear?
He didn't get a speeding ticket.
He got a black eye instead.
What? There was gossip and I missed it?
He tangled with the cops and they pummeled him.
Really?
It's another case of police brutality here.
A regular fry cook's rebellion.
What next? War of the waitresses?
You know, they'll, they'll probably marry in prison.
No! I won't allow it.
Do you know a big boy like me..
...needs a nanny to keep him in line?
Do you give good spanking?
You could have her fired, you know.
She'd just get another job.
I think something better.
Something that hurts!
There's a rule here against pawing the waitresses.
All I know is he just made me so mad.
Maybe you'll feel different after a ride in a limousine.
My lady...your chariot awaits.
- It's legit.
My grandfather wants me to drive it around for a while.
It's been sitting for a month and the Naismith's
are coming back from Paris next week.
Well, well, well.
The testy little bunny is really a debutante.
'She has a chauffeur.'
Where'd you steal this from, Jeeves?
Look's like your father's limo. Should we call the police?
Oh, heaven's, no.
Criminal stock like him..
...eats cops for breakfast.
Well, at least I know how to eat.
You got egg all over your shirt.
Well, who would know eggs better than a chicken?
Come on, let's go.
Wait. Hold it, hold it, hold it.
Oh, he won't fight. He only fights cops.
Junior, you don't know who you're messing with.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Let's settle this like gentlemen. Okay?
I mean, you, at least, are a gentleman.
Now, you've got a Limousine.
He's got a Limousine.
Take him out on the street.
A Limousine drag race.
A prep first, huh?
With chauffeurs or without?
Look, he's not playing with this car.
- It's not his. - Well, mine is not mine.
But I don't have a mama's apron to hide behind.
Not playing, fella?
Or you just not playing in our league?
Your challenge, my choice.
Just give me time to get my father's car.
Eddie, don't do this.
Okay, Park Drive at the summit
4 o'clock sharp.
You got it.
Eddie, this is stupid!
Not the way I'm gonna fix it.
Come on.
- Your father's Limo. - Oh!
Well, let's have a toast.
To the winner, to the winner.
Yes, to the winner and, uh..
Look, when you've been down like I've been
with people kicking at you
you remember the way to stop it is to grab the foot.
Eddie...I just think you're headed
for some real trouble here.
Don't worry. I'll be okay.
It's 4 o'clock. Let's roll.
Gentlemen?
To your land yachts.
Be very careful, please?
Okay.
Let's go.
'Well, I won't really worry about that.'
Hey, you both know the course
all the way down, all the way back.
Hey, dorf! You lose..
...I win your girl.
'Come on, Brian. Brian.'
Okay. Start your engines.
Okay, rich boy, come and get it.
Come on, come on, come on.
Get a horse, hash slinger!
I'll say it one more time.
I was not having a drag race by myself.
'I want the other guy arrested too.'
You were told you had the right to remain silent.
You might wanna think about doing that.
There was another guy.
Yeah, well, we didn't observe a drag race.
We got a call on one reckless vehicle disturbing the peace.
Oh ho ho! I get it.
A setup.
What a joke this is!
You wanna let us in on it?
Oh, you're already in on it.
Cops, all for one and one for all?
'You guys wouldn't bust the other kid'
because one of you goons
'used him as a punching bag the other day.'
Son, if I were you, I'd get in the car and cool it.
After you book him, uh, he can call his lawyer
at the sheriff's station.
Oh, do you know who I'm gonna call?
My father, Brian Kidd senior?
Lasker, Kidd, and Decroy?
'The hottest law firm in the country'
and he's gonna have you all roasted.
To the station, James.
Let's go.
It stinks up here, you know that?
Yeah.
Where are the Santa Anas when we need 'em?
- Hey, guys. - Hey, Grossman.
Hi, Gross.
Hey, that kid with the old man across the hall.
Is he the one that's giving you trouble?
Yeah, Eddie Cross.
I think it's the Santa Anas.
Rarefied desert air, you know, loaded with positive ions.
Hey, they work their own kind
of synergistic craziness.
- Positive is negative. - Right!
In Switzerland they have a wind called "The Foehn."
In France, it's the "Mistral."
When the Mistralblows
you can commit certain crimes and not be prosecuted.
It's recognized as grounds for dismissal.
Well, maybe I could use you in court
as a hot-air authority.
It'll all blow over when the winds die down.
Would you stop shaking your head like that?
Come on. It's not the end of the world.
If that police officer hit you
why did you lie to me about the waitress for?
I didn't think there was gonna be any trouble.
I didn't wanna worry you.
Worry me?
And that speeding
drag racing..
...I'm sick to the bone about you, son.
About me?
Or the Naismiths?
'Cause I-I didn't put a scratch on that boat.
Well, isn't it all connected?
Isn't it all just your lack of responsibility, huh?
What
To yourself!
Why can't you give yourself a chance
to live a worthy life?
Doing what?
Slaving away in some kitchen for
for a-a rich nerd whose only responsibility
is to spend money?
Now, you listen to me.
There is satisfaction in work well done.
The rich folks may never know it.
But what's to stop you, what's to stop you
from being the best chef in the business?
Would you just shut up?
'What do you know anyway? You're a servant.'
"Yes, ma'am. Yes, sir!"
You were born a servant, you're gonna die a servant!
Eddie, you wanna come with me a minute?
Right.
You know, somebody ought to tell you
that some people are proud to serve.
I mean, I serve the public, a doctor serves his patients
the head of the largest company in America
serves his stockholders, and that fine servant in there
serves you.
Now, think where you'd be without him.
He was putting me down.
Well, think where you're headed
with the accusation against officer Poncherello.
I mean, this will all pass..
...but perjury, that's a heavy rep.
Yeah, I let him leave the scene.
I could've stopped him
but he helped out with the fire
and I thought he deserved a break.
Failure to write up the speeding ticket, Frank
could be made to look incriminating.
You mixed police officer with social worker
and it blew up right in your face.
Synergistic reaction.
Come on in.
Eddie Cross, Sergeant Getraer.
Eddie, we have witnesses
who corroborate the statement of Brian Kidd
that you and he were drag racing. You say no?
Those snits have it in for me.
I just took my girl for a ride.
Look, uh, on the day of the collision
just before it happened
I think I caught a glimpse
of officer Poncherello's hand reaching into your car.
Do you remember that?
I don't remember reaching in.
I thought he might be sick, though.
'He was bent forward over the wheel.'
Brian thinks we're trying to cover something up. We're not.
'Did he reach in?'
Yes.
Did he push your head into the steering wheel?
I got a witness.
No. I won't do it.
It's one cop against us.
I'd be lying, Eddie.
Oh! Come on, Marie.
You lied already!
Look, I'm hangin' over the edge.
They get their teeth into somebody like me
they don't let go.
I'm just defending myself.
Believe me.
You're the guy that told me
that "Believe" is a phony word. Remember?
Yeah.
You're just gonna let them drop this on me.
Drop what? What are they gonna drop? Nothing.
Eddie, they didn't even write you
a speeding ticket. Don't you see?
'There's this little button'
'inside of your head that just explodes'
'every time you think someone's crossing you.'
You're blowing things all out of proportion.
And you're hurting the people that love you the most.
I thought we were too good to be true.
See? You're do-doing it again. We're not.
'We can make it but we've gotta be straight.'
And that's why I'm not lying anymore.
Look! I can't love you if-if I hate myself.
Then two is a crowd.
Where are you going?
Away. As far away as I can.
Eddie, come back.
The more I think about this Eddie Cross
the more I get teed off.
This job's hard enough without some punk like him.
And then you let him stand there and accuse you.
Why didn't you tell him to his face he was a liar?
Well, Jon, I don't think he meant to lie.
I think he's in so deep he felt he had to.
- Oh!
I mean, you ever tell a lie
and then have to back it up with another one?
That's a good point.
You know, there's something going on with that kid
that we don't understand.
Hey, what are you doing, taking up for him?
Didn't you hear what he said about me?
He's trudging on my whole future.
That isn't too hard to understand.
Why are you wasting your energies here?
He has a witness, you know who she is.
Have you talked to her yet?
Have you?
No.
- Come on, let's go. - Well..
It's a good idea, sarge, but you didn't have to
start an argument about it!
Marie, sorry to intrude.
I knew you were gonna come sooner or later.
Okay, then you know what Eddie's been saying about me.
You are the only real witness.
Would you testify that I assaulted him?
No.
You-you didn't.
Well, why did you let Eddie lie?
There was an open beer can in the car.
He was scared. I mean..
What do you guys know about him anyway?
We know he thinks we're against him.
We think he's against himself.
You know, the whole thing wouldn't even have happened
if the preppies hadn't started up
and-and..
...and that whole drag race trick
it was because of me.
It just isn't fair.
Well, it isn't fair to damage
an innocent man's career either.
Okay, but..
...look, you guys know the truth.
I mean, what more do you want?
Well, I guess to talk to him.
I mean, there's no shame in admitting a mistake.
Otherwise, it may come down
between you and him under oath.
Oh, swell. That's just beautiful!
Hey, don't let the guy self
He needs someone to help him get this off his back.
Yeah? You don't understand.
He's gone.
'...southland weather.'
'And here's a sig alert traffic bulletin'
'the San Diego freeway southbound is closed'
'between Chalon Road and Sunset'
'due to an overturned truck.'
'At this time, alternate routes are..'
Hey! You alright?
Get out of here!
Back! Please get back!
Oh!
Hold it, hold it! Watch where you step.
- Yeah.
That's hydro acetic acid.
LA 50 Mary 3.
'We have 3 spilled drums, approximately 155 gallons'
'of hydro acetic acid. The chem-track number is 2790.'
'I'll initiate a precautionary downwind evacuation.'
Okay, Jon, what you're dealing with are hazardous vapors.
'I'll notify the proper department.'
'Chem-track will set up a direct line through to you'
'as soon as you establish your command post.'
'10-4.'
Hydro acetic acid. Here's the shipping order.
Don't stand in the street, please, ma'am.
Move out. That direction. Honey, come here, please.
You have to move out. This your little girl?
- Yes. - That direction, please.
- Yes.
- Come here, you little thing. - Aw! Come on.
- There you are. - Thanks.
Okay, across the street. Please.
Let's go.
Let's go. Come on, ma'am.
Hey, Ponch...we can't handle this vapor.
It's spreading real fast.
3:35. The Santa Ana wind will probably dissipate the stuff.
Yeah, but that's 25 minutes away, if it comes.
I've ordered a downwind evacuation, alright?
Okay, we're gonna evacuate a half mile downwind.
That means two blocks in every direction
in case the wind changes.
Check every house. Now go.
Go to the right, right here.
Go, please.
Uh, yellow taxi, right over here.
Move it on the sidewalk.
Oh, please.
- Oh.. - Just leave 'em. Just go.
They're all I have left of my family.
If they're ruined, I'll-I'll--
I'll get them, ma'am. Just go.
Sir, we're evacuating the neighborhood.
You're advised to leave immediately.
'Attention inside of the house.'
'We're evacuating the entire area'
'because of poisonous gas.'
'You must leave immediately.'
'I will assist you to safety.'
I just talked to county weather in the airport.
They don't wanna pinpoint the wind at 4 o'clock.
In fact, they don't wanna guarantee that it'll blow today.
Okay, alert them to extend the evacuation
another half a mile.
Excuse me.
Please tell me what's going on.
Uh, there was a wreck and there's poison gas.
They're moving everybody out.
Thank you.
Hey, hold it. You can't go that way. It's deadly.
Please, has everybody gotten out?
I haven't seen my grandfather.
- 2405 Chelsea Drive.
It's okay. We've cleared that whole block.
Well, then where is he?
- Hey, Eddie. Hey-hey-- - You let go of me!
Hey, hold it, man! You want another black eye?
'Cause you just gave me cause with my witnesses.
Look, I'm not fooling around.
My grandfather might still be in there.
Alright, you just calm yourself, okay? Bonnie, you stay with him.
Okay, I got him. Come on, let's go.
Stay here.
Hey, Turner, the wind!
Yeah.
Hey, Grossman...the wind!
Say that again?
Positive ions! The Mistral!
The Foehn!
The wind will blow the gas away.
I can't hear you, Jeb. There's too much wind.
You can go if you want but he'll be okay.
No. I want to. I got a lot of making up to do.
Besides, maybe I can
have 'em look at my eye while I'm there.
It was just a dumb accident.
Uh, tell Officer Poncherello.
He'll be going too.
Okay.
Jon, come on!
It's okay, sir.
I didn't think you got that much gas.
Knock it off, man.
Give me a break, huh?
I told Frank, I'll tell all of you. I'm proud of you.
You did a first-rate job out there. First-rate.
I guess we're lucky we only have one man down.
Uh, what did he say?
Uh, he wanted to know the name of my doctor
and you know, I-I couldn't remember.
It's Fairfield, Frank.
Dr. Patricia Fairfield.
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