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- Works for me.

♪ After all it's 1962

♪ You're gonna catch hell

- Oh, I like the way you ride.

Come on down here.

Wanna go one more time?

- No.

- Oh come on.

- No, I told you that's the last ride, Jesse.

- For me.

- No.

I've gotta work tomorrow, remember?

See ya.

Goodnight, all.

Gotta park so close.

Oh, Jesse, you scared the pants off me.

- Well that's one way to do it.

I thought you might need some help getting home.

- No.

Really, Jesse, I do have to get up early tomorrow morning.

Well I'd be gone by early tomorrow.

But it'll wait.

You drive safe, huh?

- Thanks.

♪ We can gather in the circle

♪ If I get up on the table

♪ It's everything days as days

All units all frequencies,

2-11 in progress at Wilshire and Overland.

All units, all frequencies stand by.

Unit 26, respond code three.

- This is L-56, I'm six blocks from north,

will respond to code two.

L-56, you will not respond.

That's the second call you won't let me roll on.

What am I doing out here, chasing gumball bandits?

L-56, meet me on TAC 2.

Go have lunch, Hunter, don't aggravate the situation.

Captain Cain never liked you.

Now that he's been demoted from the chief of staff

to division command, he's been chewing on everyone.

Go meet Tony for lunch.

- I don't think this Ferrari Cain's got me driving

is gonna make it.

It's good enough

to get you where you have to go.

- Only thing this thing is good for is a deep sea anchor.

There's gotta be a hundred regulations

against Cain doing this to me.

You'll get a new car and a new partner

as soon as the shooting report comes back with the rating.

For now, stay out of trouble.

Don't crack up anymore police vehicles.

There's nothing left of this crate to crack up.

L-56 out.

- What about the socks?

Are you gonna let me have the socks too?

All right, when your mommy comes back I'll tell...

- This is a stickup.

- I wouldn't try anything in front of my new partner here.

He's got the debt of someone in the county.

How you doing, Rick?

- Well I see you finally got yourself a partner

you can keep up with.

- Oh yeah?

I tell you what, I could still run your butt ragged

around any course you wanna name.

- Oh yeah?

- Hey, your cousin Jilly sends his regards.

- Tony, what are you trying to do to me?

Don't tell me you're placing bets with Cousin Jilly.

- He's the only honest bookie in town.

Hey, be proud of him.

I tell you what, as soon as I stop by to pick up my win,

I'm buying lunch.

- Jilly got raided last night at 11:30.

- Story of my life.

- Oh Tony, thank you so much

for keeping an eye on Dominique for me.

- No problem, Mrs. Castellano.

He's a great kid.

- Bye.

- Bye.

Great-looking mother.

- How's Joan doing?

Ah wonderful, she just finished

another one of them cooking courses.

I told her, I said, "Why don't you just stick to pasta?"

That's what I like, I could eat that every night.

- It looks like you do.

- Oh come on, will you?

Hey, you know what I wish, maybe you come up

and try some of her crazy recipes sometime.

You know, she's hardly mad at you at all anymore.

- Look, Tony, let's not push it, huh?

It's only been three years.

- Hey come on, Rick, you know women.

They gotta blame these things on somebody

and you were my partner.

Look, at the time it was easy for her

to make it your fault rather than admit her old man

was getting a little too fat and slow.

You know the beautiful thing about women?

They can never admit their guy was the reason why.

You know you should try it and see.

Let me go see if they'll honor this city check

and we'll go put another notch in that belt of yours.

- All right.

- Hey, how about a big chili dog down at the Mermaid Cafe?

- Oh that sounds great, 'cause you know,

she's only on the second chapter in her French cookbook.

Can you see me living on frog's legs,

snails, and pigeon breasts?

- Of course.

- Ah...

- Excuse me.

You wouldn't know the date, would you?

- What?

It's the 12th.

- Wrong.

It's the day you're going to jail.

- What?

Take this guy, I'm getting the other one.

- Get out of here, man, Dewey and Cookie ate it.

- Stay here, Tony.

- Hey, I never dogged it yet.

What the hell are you doing?

You're driving.

I can't, my leg.

- Put this on the air, fatso.

- L-56, we're in pursuit of a gray Chevy Nova,

license one-Charlie-Adam-Nora-496.

Two male suspects armed and dangerous.

We're code three, southbound on...

What do we do now, Abbott?

Is this how you lost your other partners?

Where are you going?

Just taking a shortcut.

We're gonna head 'em off.

- Hey, man, hey, you're crazy.

We got rights.

- Shut up. - I got rights!

- Shut up, boy, let's go.

- You have the right to remain silent.

If you give up that right to remain silent,

anything you say will be used against you in a court of law.

- Those days are over.

Now that I have taken over for Captain Riker,

this division is gonna see some changes in attitude.

Driving the criminal from our city at all costs.

Stomping out the low-lives, the muggers, the thieves,

the pimps, the pushers, those are the attitudes

we no longer want around here right, sergeant?

- No, sir, we wouldn't wanna stomp out anyone like that.

- The streets of our city are not a war zone.

We are not trying to tame the uncivilized world.

I've had all my policy changes written

up in a clear, concise manner.

You should have no trouble understanding them.

Take one and pass the rest back.

They're not listed in any particular order.

They're all equally important.

- Warning shots haven't been required

by police departments anywhere in the country for 10 years.

They're required by me, Levine.

I'm sure you'll find these rules are for the better.

If not, I could care less.

- Captain, do you realize how many officers have been killed

because they were too busy firing warning shots?

That memo is the 10 Commandments.

Miranda's will be read from a printed card.

No search and seizure without absolute probable cause.

You will announce yourselves as police officers

before taking any action.

And warning shots will be fired.

Another important item that I shall be instituting

is full psychiatric profiles of all officers

to be updated on a bi-annual basis.

That's enough of that.

And to help us with this particular matter,

we have been lucky enough, or should I use the word blessed,

to have one of the foremost men in his field

donate his time to us, Dr. Terrance Bolin.

I'm sure many of you recognize Dr. Bolin

from when he was state wrestling champion

at San Diego University.

Dr. Bolin.

- Gentlemen.

And ladies, there is no cause for alarm here.

The mind is a part of the body.

And like any other part of the body,

it gets used and it gets abused.

- Oh.

- It goes wherever the rest of the body goes.

The arms, the legs, the teeth.

But when the body goes to sleep at night,

the mind does not always shut down.

Therefore, obviously, it's the most used part of our system.

Well then why don't we take proper care of it?

Why not a bi-annual examination of the mind?

Just as we have for our heart, our circulation system,

our teeth, or any organ that might be wearing out.

A healthy body without a healthy mind is like

a fine precision machine without the proper motor.

And that, gentlemen and ladies, well that's a crime.

Hey, Rick, thanks for sticking up for us.

Hey nice going, Rick.

Thanks, Hunter.

- I'm sorry I had to bust your cousin,

but you know there was nothing I could do about it.

- Eli, you did the right thing, you did what you had to do.

Bookmaking is bookmaking.

Jilly knew what he was in for.

No, not Jilly, I busted your cousin Crazy Tommy T.

- Tommy T? - Yeah.

- I haven't seen him in years.

- Yeah, he mentioned that at the arraignment.

Oh and he sends his regards.

- Yeah, well regards back, huh?

- You got it.

- Hunter.

- Cain.

- A word with you, sergeant.

So long.

- Dr. Bolin, this is Sergeant Hunter, my biggest migraine.

- Oh yes, Sergeant Hunter, I've read your file repeatedly.

It makes for highly entertaining reading.

I'm looking forward to our first session together.

Well I'll try to find some time.

- Your time is made when Dr. Bolin requests it, Hunter.

The sooner the better.

- Shall we say Friday at 11?

I can't wait to hear what it must be like

being a police officer having been raised by a father

who was as prominent in the underworld as yours was.

It must've been very traumatic for the both of you

when you told him you were joining the force.

- My father was in the front row

on the day I graduated from the academy.

- Don't we all remember that.

And now that you've heard that,

Dr. Bolin, maybe we can skip Friday's session.

- Be there, Hunter, or be on suspension.

- Friday then, at 11.

- Terrance, again, thank you very much.

- I'll be talking to you.

Sergeant.

- Captain, it's obvious you

and I don't like each other very much,

so why don't we just try to stay

out of each other's target range?

- Your not liking me isn't much

of a problem as far as I'm concerned.

My not liking you is.

- Well I don't see much chance of changing that,

captain, as long as you're with this precinct.

- Or as long as you are.

The review board barely has time

to call your last escapade a good shooting,

and you're out there again making like Wild Bill Hickok.

And since your most recent partner

has just been hospitalized and I haven't had a chance

to issue you a new one, you go out

and rope in an old retired partner,

drag him along and try to get him shot.

- Well I'll go check with the watch commander

and see about my new partner.

- I've already issued you a new partner,

someone who might have better luck keeping you in line.

- And who might that be?

- Detective Terwilliger.

- Bernie Terwilliger?

Look, captain, the department

gives me a say-so on who I'm partnered with.

- If the other person agrees, but you and I both know

there's not one officer on watch who'd team up with you.

They may as well drive themselves down to County General

and check themselves into intensive care.

- Captain Cain.

- How you doing, Bernie?

- Just fine now.

I wanted to tell you, sir, it's about time.

It is definitely about time.

Thank you, Detective Terwilliger.

- Yes sir, you've really got us on the right track now, eh?

- What, you don't think that track could be leading us

all to the morgue do you, Bernie?

- Hunter.

Hunter.

Don't challenge me.

You'll lose.

L-56, where are you?

I'm at 5th and Los Angeles.

Bernie Terwilliger

is looking all over for you.

Where are you going?

I'm gonna pick up my new partner.

Hey, you wanna be my partner?

- What are you trying to do, mess up my action?

- I only need a few minutes.

- Whispering Willie sees me shooting the breeze with a cop,

what do you think he's gonna do?

Nothing, 'cause Willie's leaving.

- Dammit.

- Look, Willie, don't do this to me.

That's all of it, I swear.

- Shut up.

- She's telling you the truth, man.

She gave it all to you, Willie, I saw her.

Do me a favor, babes, and count your own money.

I hear your tune being played.

- Yeah.

Listen, Willie, remember I talked to you about my sister?

You said you'd check with King Hayes.

Yeah?

- Now I'm saying to you, 'cause I see 60% of some action

which I'm already putting on your tab.

So you can either let him get away,

or answer your call of duty.

- Yeah.

Hey, Gretchin, you wanna take...

- Hey, this ain't the lingerie department at Bloomingdale's.

We do not cover for each other out here.

Now hit it.

You stupid idiot.

- Willie.

- Hunter.

What are you doing?

What are you crazy, woman?

Get off me.

What the hell are you doing, woman?

- The name is Sergeant McCall.

- Surprised?

- You have the right to remain silent.

If you give up that right, anything you say will be taken

down and used against you in a court of law.

You have the right to have an attorney present.

If you do not have an attorney,

one will be appointed to you,

do you understand these rights?

- Yeah, I sure do.

- Yeah, he sure does.

He's heard 'em often enough.

But this may be the last time for a long while huh, Willie?

- Yeah, maybe I'll get the same cellblock

as your old man did, or maybe a couple

of your uncle or cousins.

I'll shoot the breeze with them

about the white knight of the family.

- Hey, Willie, when you're up visiting

the house of many doors, stop in and see my Uncle Sammy.

And he'll have a couple of my cousins pound you

into dog kibble, courtesy of Sergeant Rick Hunter.

- I want the Headhunter away from me, you hear?

You better keep him back.

You better keep your distance, man.

- Do you mind, Hunter?

You're scaring the baboon.

- May I have a few words with you, please?

The few words I've got, you don't want to hear.

Now I'm trying to make an arrest here, Hunter.

- Whatever you have on me won't stick.

It's entrapment.

- I didn't have anything on you.

I was just on your team for some information on King Hayes.

- What did you chase me for?

- For fleeing the scene of an accident.

And if you hadn't been stupid enough to pull

and fire a weapon at a police officer,

you'd only been looking at a couple of days.

Hey, what about me?

- Take off, Gretchin.

And try to find a better daddy than this one next time.

I put the word out to Jillian and the others

that Willie is off the bricks for a long stretch.

- For real, I can go?

Sort of a courtesy, one public servant to another.

Could I please have five minutes of your time?

It'll be worth your while.

What do you get, $50 an hour?

Will a sawbuck buy me five minutes?

It's about your partner.

- Allen's in County General

with a knife wound from King Hayes.

- I know that.

- Hey.

Hey, wait a minute, what about my call to my lawyer?

How long am I supposed to stand here?

- Until Simon says leave.

- Who the hell is Simon?

This is Simon.

You be my new partner?

I've had better offers standing

on the corner on Sunset Boulevard.

- Yeah, well Cain's not in love

with you anymore than he is with me.

And if you're not careful,

he's gonna have you chalking tires

with Molly the meter maid.

- Thanks, Rick.

Don't be a stranger.

- Look, no matter what partners they give us,

you and I could get killed

trying to keep some greenhorn alive.

- Yeah, but you and me?

It's a marriage made in Disneyland.

- Not if we check in and check off our watch together.

We do roll call, hit the streets, and go our separate ways.

We regroup for EOW to sign each other's reports.

After watch, we're on our own again.

It beats getting a couple of partners

we're gonna have to visit in intensive care.

Yeah, my florist bills are starting

to look like the national debt.

- Well you've got a real strange sense of humor.

- It comes with the territory.

You need it to make it out there.

Yeah, but you also need it to dress like that.

- I'll dress any way I have to

to take down a toilet like King Hayes.

A lot of people tried to nail him

and no one's even come close.

He's got a sixth sense about him.

He can smell undercover cops.

- Yeah, and there's only one person

on this whole damn force who looks less like a cop than you.

Me.

- So what's the verdict?

Am I gonna be holding Terwilliger's hand tomorrow

or am I gonna be beating yours off of me?

- Yeah right.

All right, if I say yes, if I'm insane enough

to go along with this plan of yours,

does that mean you're gonna try to help me nail King Hayes?

- No way.

I don't have anything to do with your cases

and you don't have anything to do with mine.

This is just a smokescreen for Cain.

- You just said the right thing.

You got yourself a partner.

- All right.

- Do you really expect me

to put you two out there together?

I wouldn't be able to sleep nights.

- When it gets right down to it,

captain, you really don't have much choice.

We're both unassigned and Sergeant McCall

has long admired my arrest record and my style.

She's been hounding me for months.

- And he loves the way I dress.

- You two really wanna work together?

- Oh yeah.

- Definitely.

And according to police regs, that seals it right, cap?

- McCall, where were you this morning?

I had specifically requested all detectives

in this division be at that roll call with Dr. Bolin.

You didn't get my memo?

- I was out getting a line on King Hayes.

- When I request your presence, you be there.

Now you get in touch with Dr. Bolin's office

and make an appointment.

Between the two of you, he oughta be able

to write a thesis that'll knock the socks right

off the American Medical Association.

Now, as far as you two teaming up,

I know you've got some shenanigans up your sleeves.

Whatever they are, I'll find out and I'll put an end to 'em.

That's all.

Hunter.

I see you've requisitioned another vehicle

from the motor pool.

Yeah, the one I had was kind of temporary anyway.

It had a couple things wrong with it.

Some dings and scratches.

Windshield blown out, right side door bashed in,

hood riddled with shotgun pellets.

- That's the one.

And believe me, captain, it wasn't in much better shape

when it was first assigned to me.

And somehow I think you knew that.

Hunter, it was an available car.

I assigned it to you.

You wouldn't want me to play favorites, would you?

- Oh that's something I'm deathly afraid of,

captain, yes sir.

- I'll see to it you're assigned another one.

It smells like a kennel in here.

- This car was assigned to vice.

Canine patrol.

Who'd they cart around in here,

the Hounds of the Baskervilles?

- It was Goliath, he was a dope-sniffer.

Unfortunately he found a bag of stash

and ate it before his handler's could stop him.

Goliath went bonkers, wouldn't let anybody in

and wouldn't let Officer Culligan out for 10 hours.

- Hope he's all right.

- Goliath pulled through and returned to active duty.

Culligan's on extended medical leave.

- What'd you do to Cain?

- I was born.

- That would do it.

Do you mind?

- What are you doing?

- Don't you carry any backups?

- Huh.

- You know, I didn't need you to nail Whispering Willie.

- Oh you're very welcome.

I'm not saying I didn't want him.

All I'm saying is our deal was

no jumping the double yellow line here.

Well let's just say that that was a signing bonus.

A one time only special.

- Hey, buddy, your car stinks.

- Why don't you just shoot this thing

and put it out of its misery?

Attention any west side units,

a possible 187 at 2100 block Hancock and Lexington.

See Adam 23 at location.

- This is L-56, we'll respond.

I am three blocks from Lexington and Hancock.

- You're three miles away.

- Well that's a professional adjustment.

Hey, I'm rolling on 187 west side, out.

L-56, roger.

- What'd you do, break it?

- What, is this some kind of neat trick

so your date doesn't cut out early?

- Okay, okay.

Would you just shut the door so I can roll

on this murder call?

Thank you.

- Cain's sure pounding the sound out of you, isn't he?

- Yeah, he's going for it.

- Do you wanna sell it?

So when she didn't show up

for work this morning, they called.

There was no answer, so they figured she was

on her way in and gave it an hour.

And then finally they sent a company messenger

out to see if she was okay.

Now he checked all the doors and they were locked.

- Easy enough to lock on your way out without a key.

- And then he finally got a peek

through those parted curtains over there

and that's when he saw the body.

You wanna talk to him?

- What do you think?

- Well he's just a kid who works in her office.

He's been pretty broke up since I got here.

And I think it's legit.

- Get a number where he can be reached and send him home.

- Yes, sir.

- Hey, Hunter.

This your call?

- Sure is.

- Is it true, word's out you're teamed up

with the Brass Cupcake.

- Word's out, huh?

- Well everyone's put in for flak vests.

- Hey Petrochelli, any chance

of getting anything off of these?

- Nah.

- I'm gonna take 'em, okay?

And I'll leave you a quarter where they were lying.

- Headhunter and the Brass Cupcake together.

Marone.

♪ And the sleight of your hand

♪ I think of oceans

- I think you could find a better time

to broaden your musical spectrum, sergeant.

- What are you doing here, captain?

- I heard you roger the call on my way in

and I just had to stop by

and watch Bonnie and Clyde in action.

I was right, I couldn't sleep last night.

- Well there are some things here

to lose some sleep over, captain.

This homicide's like the one last week.

Blonde single woman, about 30, 35.

Looks like she's had her throat cut.

- Hold it.

Hold it.

Sergeant, let's not jump the gun here

and cause a citywide panic by thinking

we have a repeat killer on the loose.

- Well there are some obvious similarities, captain.

- And the only obvious thing around here,

sergeant, is the absence of your partner.

- My partner?

- Yes, your partner, Sergeant Dee Dee McCall?

About five-six, dark hair, better looking than you,

but after that not all that much difference.

Where is she?

- Well she had some personal matters to attend to.

I'll fill her in on the case.

- Yeah, you don't have a case, sergeant.

- Well the first officer

on the scene always gets the case, captain.

- The first unit on the scene, sergeant.

And since your unit consists of you and McCall

and only 1/2 of you is here,

well your unit is not the first on the scene.

Detective Terwilliger's is.

Good morning, Bernie.

- Well, sir, what do we have?

- A murder, Terwilliger.

When somebody gets their throat cut, we call that a murder.

- One moment, Officer Tremaine, is it?

- Yes, sir.

What are you doing?

Well I'm letting Mr. Peterson go.

Sergeant Hunter said...

- Sergeant Hunter is not in charge of this case.

- Bernie, the guy was just sent

down here to see why she was late for work.

- I will decide who should

or should not leave the scene of this crime.

Come along, son.

- I'm sure Detective Terwilliger

will handle this case in his own manner.

- Look, captain, you know as well as I do a random killer

is almost impossible to find.

- We have no reason to believe there is one.

And let us discuss the issue at hand.

You don't think you had me fooled for one moment

when you and McCall came into my office

with that pathetic story about having admired

each other's technique for so long

you just had to be partners?

Just how stupid do you think I am?

Well, captain, I really don't know.

- You two split up right after roll call, didn't you?

Well here's the scoop, Hunter,

and you can run it down for your partner.

The two of you will be together

from roll call to end of watch every minute, every second.

I mean in the car or in the can, I don't care.

I will be running random radio checks

throughout the course of the day.

If at any time for any reason both

of you don't roger the call or are not joined at the hip,

you both will be talking to IA.

- Look, captain...

Look, this is kinda new to me,

you know, a woman partner and all.

Well it's kind of embarrassing to talk about,

but the reason she's not here is female problems.

- Female problems?

- Yeah.

Now you wouldn't hold that against her, would you?

And face a sex discrimination beef?

- Look, King, I was just trying to say that you...

- You don't say nothing, woman.

You don't twitch.

You don't even take air up your nose

unless the King says you can.

You and me, woman?

We gonna talk, huh?

And you ain't gonna like what I got to say.

- Please, King, I thought she was getting merchandise.

That's why I brought her to you.

- Hey, am I missing something here?

You don't get paid to think.

Since when is it your brains that you use, huh?

- Look, King, if we could just talk.

- You don't pay attention do you, mama?

- You like to hit women don't you, King?

- Oh no, that's not all I like to do to 'em.

Hm, is it, baby?

Huh?

Go ahead on.

Tell this child what I do when I really get mad.

Hm?

- I hope you can keep laughing,

'cause you're gonna need a good sense

of humor to pull through.

Drop the blade, buster.

- Unless you want this lady all over the beach,

you toss away your piece, honey.

Guess I don't have much choice.

- No, you don't.

Halt, police.

- You shot me.

Woman, you are crazy.

You are certifiable, you know that?

Take it easy.

- You okay, Gretchin?

- Yeah.

- You want this guy?

- That would be nice.

- Stop, or I'll shoot.

- Female problems?

You told Cain I had what?

- Well I was a little underwater there

and I had to think of something fast.

But I also threatened Cain

with a sex discrimination suit on your behalf.

- You know, for someone I wasn't supposed to see

more than two hours a day, this is not turning out

as we discussed or hadn't you noticed?

- Cain's gonna have our tails in a sling

if we don't work this thing the way we sold it.

So you and I are gonna work on that homicide together.

- I thought Cain assigned the Boy Wonder to that case.

Bernie Terwilliger couldn't catch the measles

if a bottle of the virus was broken on his head.

And I was the first detective on that call.

Come on, Hunter, what's really pulling your chain?

- We could wind up hip-deep in dead blondes

before Cain admits we've got a random killer on our hands.

We've got two blondes on two consecutive Wednesdays.

That means every Wednesday night

we're gonna have a dead body on our hands.

- You were on the Parkside Strangler case.

The department just came up empty,

he dropped out of sight, didn't he?

- Yeah, well I'm not gonna lose this one.

- The chances of catching a random killer are slim to none.

There were 50 men on that task force, Hunter.

But you, you take it personally.

- Well to stop something like this,

you do have to take it personally.

Glad King Hayes is outta the way.

It gives me the chance to see what you look like

when you're not all made up for trick.

Or treat.

- Are we playing the game now?

I mean do I fish for a compliment or something, say,

"Well, what do you think?"

- Well I hope not.

Can I ask you a question?

What's a trick like me doing in the cop business?

- No, I was gonna ask you

where you learned to shoot like that.

Why do you keep on thinking I'm trying to hit on you?

- Because that's what I've been used to.

And every partner I've been stuck with has hit on me.

Except you.

You definitely have your own style, Hunter.

- When we're through with this case, then we can talk.

- Just talk?

- This is where Marge Harmon lived.

She was killed one week before Cathy O'Neil.

- She fit the same general description?

Anything else?

- Well that's what we're here to find out.

- Well that takes care of that.

I don't think Cain is gonna give us permission

since he doesn't want us on this case in the first place.

- We don't need permission.

Oh I forgot, you have to be able

to read to know what that says.

"Do not cross, police investigation."

- And I'll be damned if that's not who we are.

- Hunter, you're gonna get suspended.

- Us.

We're partners, remember.

Come on, open the door.

- What?

- Well I heard you were good with locks.

Come on, open the door.

- Oh you did, huh?

- Well, some women get stories told about 'em.

Come on, get your bobby pin out and open the door.

- Yeah, a bobby pin, right.

What is that, standard police issue?

You know, Cain is gonna know we were in here.

- Not if we don't leave fingerprints, he won't.

Well can't you crack it?

- The autopsy confirmed both women

were killed in the same manner?

- Throats slit from jugular to carotid.

If not the same blade, then two very similar.

- And on Wednesday.

That's strange, most of these nuts

are out skunk-hunting on Fridays or Saturdays.

- Skunk-hunting?

Yeah, you know, chasing skirts?

Trying to pick up women?

- Right.

So why Wednesday?

- Who knows with nuts.

Maybe it was his mother's birthday.

Maybe it was the day he failed his 10th grade math exam.

- Wednesday, not a single connection between the two girls?

They don't frequent the same places,

have any mutual acquaintances?

- Except one.

They were killed by the same guy.

Marge Harmon was into country and western.

I also checked the radio in Cathy O'Neil's car.

It was set on KHJZ, another country and western station.

It looks like we've got ourselves a real rodeo rider here.

- And maybe a regular at a place called the Black Stallion.

How many country western places are in this town?

- Well you usually only buy something like this

at a place you party at a lot.

When the bartenders or management give them to you,

it's a safe bet you spend a lot of time at this place.

I think you can squeeze into this.

You got a blonde wig in your hooker's kit?

- What?

- Well you like to play decoy don't you?

I say we hang out at this place

and see if we can't kick this hard baller over.

You got anything?

- Nope, nothing, nothing on Wednesday.

Why Wednesday, what is that day,

except the day doctors play golf?

- Doctors, what time is it?

- It's almost 11.

- I got an appointment with Dr. Bolin, the headshrinker.

- Bolin?

- Yeah, and if I miss this, Cain will bounce me for sure.

- Yeah, I think you could do

with having your head shrunk a little bit.

- I think you're gonna need to come back here.

At the very least, on a weekly basis, Sergeant Hunter.

What?

- Well it's obvious we have a great deal to talk about.

We certainly can't hope to accomplish it all

in one single session, huh?

- Well I've already been in here an hour.

Yes, well that's not a great deal

of time considering the amount of work that we need to do.

- The work I need to do is out there on the street, doctor.

Now I don't have enough time to come in here every week

and answer you questions about whether I think my gun

is a phallic symbol or a means of self-defense.

- Is that what you've been doing out there

on those streets, Sergeant Hunter, defending yourself?

Do you believe that there are a lot of people

out there that you need protection from?

Well now, just how would you know what it's like

out there on the street, huh?

How would you know what it's like to pull

over a drunk driver and not know if you're gonna get

a face full of beer breath or a gut full of lead?

To roll a code three on some junkie

with a gun and a bad need.

Or a couple of pimps pounding their chicks

for 50 bucks and a giggle.

Or maybe even a poor schnook with a hunting rifle

who's decided to chuck it all

and take half his neighborhood with him.

So why don't we stop all this nonsense,

doctor, and let me get back to my job.

- Sergeant Hunter.

You don't have a job unless I say you have a job.

This examination is required by your department.

You need to pass it in order to stay on active duty.

- Well somehow I get the feeling I'm not gonna pass.

Somehow I get the feeling that I failed

before I even came in here.

And you and I both know that Captain Cain

put you up to this.

- That sounds like paranoic tendencies to me, sergeant.

- Just perceptive ones.

It's not gonna be easy to run me off the force, doctor.

- Yes, that's true.

Unfortunately I can't do it based on a single examination.

The city requires me to review the patient

at least three separate occasions.

But after that, with your case history...

- My case history is just fine.

- For a man who likes to use his weapon.

- The review board has never called one

of my shootings bad yet.

- Tell me, Sergeant Hunter, do you enjoy playing judge,

jury, and executioner?

- Do you?

- So what'd the doctor say?

Do you think we can go out and play,

or aren't all his groceries in the same bag?

- Apparently I've got a terminal case.

- There's a newsflash.

- Cain's after my badge.

And Dr. Bolin is gonna use his inkblots

to help him take it away.

Now it seems Dr. Bolin feels I'm quite unstable.

- I could've told him that.

Bolin hit a raw nerve?

- I don't think he believes I've got enough social graces

to offer me a membership in his racketball club.

He lay into you about your family?

Putting on a badge and strapping on a six-shooter

to go out there and make amends for what your father

and his brothers did for a living?

- Well I didn't let him get far enough

to make that judgment.

♪ It didn't take me long

♪ Driving 99 and making time

♪ With a little smile from you

♪ My rig is running through

♪ It didn't take me long

11:30, cowboy.

- Well my watch says 11.

11:30's what time I get off.

That is what you were wondering, wasn't it?

- Well I'd like nothing better than

to wait on you, precious, but...

I got an old lady at home meaner than a hound dog

with an itch.

Excuse me.

♪ My wheels call your name

- What can I do for you boys?

- You can tell us what you're doing creeping

around out here following my lady friend.

- Following?

- Well maybe you didn't know, but we had a good little girl

who used to come around here.

Got killed just the other day in her own home.

Or maybe you followed her too.

- Well actually I just misplaced my car.

Any of you boys seen a purple customized Studebaker

with big whitewalls and a gold grill?

Well I'll be damned.

- Someone hit our line, Hunter.

Hunter, do you copy?

Hunter, where are you?

- Well, look what we got here, Jesse.

- Are you fixing to do some damage to someone, ace?

You see, we have to look after our own.

Don't like outsiders coming around

packing this kind of artillery,

just to have a few drinks in our friendly bar.

- My pocket, my wallet.

Hey, we don't want your monies.

You just tell us what you was planning

on doing to that little lady before we take you

down to the river and teach you how to breathe underwater.

- I'm a cop.

- And we're the sons of the pioneers.

- He is, Jesse, look.

He's a cop.

- Whoops.

Sorry about that, officer, we had no idea.

We were just trying to keep our little gathering place

here nice and peaceful.

No hard feelings.

- Of course I got hard feelings.

Give me my keys.

McCall, you got somebody on your tail.

McCall.

McCall.

- What are you crazy, buster?

- Open up, police.

- Police?

Oh, I don't believe it.

- Quiet, Ester, just give me my pants.

Look, officer, we were just having some fun is all.

- I'm commandeering this vehicle.

- Sure, sure, officer.

You have to pump it first.

Come on, Ester, the officer wants the truck.

- Who is it? - Yeah, what is it?

- Who's there? - Can I help you?

Freeze.

- Well come on in, make yourself at home.

- A water pistol?

Where do you keep it?

- Just hand me something to put on.

Thank you.

- Dee Dee, are you okay? - Dee Dee, are you up there?

- Why didn't you answer my buzz?

- Who had time?

I climbed out of the tub,

by the time I got to the speaker there was nobody there.

I get back in the tub in time to hear you shoot my door in

and come through the house like a white tornado.

- I knocked.

- Uh-huh. - What's going on in there?

- It's okay, Mrs. Onadon, it's no problem.

- You're sure, Dee Dee?

- No problem.

I'm sure, he's a fellow officer.

- I'm just nextdoor.

- Thank you, Mrs. Onadon.

No problem.

You were saying?

I saw the Bronco follow you home.

- Well no shuck, Sherlock.

The one time I really need backup

and you make like Houdini and vanish.

- Well I'm sorry, but I ran into a couple of your pals,

some good old boys who didn't want me messing

with little old pumpkin.

Well they intercepted me before I had a chance

to follow the Bronco, which is gone.

- It coulda just been some guy

who was turned on enough to follow me home.

Maybe try to get up the nerve to talk to me.

- Or it could've been our boy, following his usual MO.

Hang out at a country western place, pick a target,

follow her home and wait for Wednesday night.

The night when he gets his motor

up to speed for some reason.

- So we managed to snag something in our net, that's good.

Did you get a look at the guy behind the wheel?

- I couldn't, it was too dark.

- Yeah, well I did.

I recognized him too.

It was Dr. Bolin.

- Our Dr. Bolin, the department shrink?

Yeah, it was him, it was Bolin.

I'd swear it.

- In court?

- It was Bolin.

- Why?

- Because he's a nut.

Look, if the guy killing these women was a cab driver

or a plumber, we'd say he was doing it

because he's a lunatic, right?

- Yeah.

- Well just because our suspect's a shrink,

we think he needs a better reason.

- Would you be willing to take this to Cain.

- I'd have a better chance convincing him

of the Easter Bunny.

What's his name?

- Do you mind?

- I don't believe it, McCall, you're a fraud.

- What?

That under all this grit and gristle I'm still a woman?

That I like bubble baths and soft clothing

and frilly things on my mattress, the real Brass Cupcake.

Bullets and teddy bears, interesting combination.

But it works.

Your husband?

I heard he was killed in the line of duty.

- Yeah.

Yeah, he pulled a couple of kids over one night

to tell 'em their taillight was out.

They were out joyriding.

They thought he'd nail them.

So they shot him.

- I heard he was a hell of a man.

- Yeah, he was.

So what about you, Hunter?

Where's your other side?

What is it you go home to

when you hang up your gun at night?

- This is it.

- Bull.

It couldn't be, you wouldn't still be making it.

The only way to stay tough out there

is to have someplace where you can drop your guard,

take the load off.

Well I've never had a chance to find that place.

To everyone on the force, I'm a cop who's a mobster's son.

And to everybody in the underworld,

I'm a mobster's son who's a cop.

This is all I know.

You know, Steve used to say you can't keep this

up for too long.

Being a policeman's one of the highest stress jobs there is.

- Yeah, I mean race drivers used to say

when you see the road move it was time to quit.

- Yeah, I'm afraid of that day.

- Don't be.

People like you and I never see it

until it's too late, Dee Dee, and then we just hit the wall.

- Dooley.

His name is Tom Dooley.

Say hi to Hunter, Dooley.

Hi, Hunter, how are you?

Okay, if Bolin is our man then what's our next move?

I don't know.

There you go.

- But my first order of business is to get you to pull over,

you're a terrible driver.

- I'm a terrific driver.

And how could somebody who's walked away

from so many high speed chases and car wrecks be afraid

in a car?

- I'm afraid to be a passenger.

I think it has something to do

with not being in control of the situation.

- Well maybe you can discuss that

with Bolin at your next session.

- Well where are we going?

You said there was a place you liked to go

to work out your problems.

I do, I like to go to the source.

Voila, Dr. Bolin's residence.

- He's not home, huh?

- Yeah.

How'd you know I'd check?

- Well you don't mind me looking like a fool,

but you sure don't want to.

What are you doing?

- I'm gonna find the vehicle that left that oil stain.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey wait a minute.

We don't have a warrant, Popeye.

- It's in violation of the Safety Code 977B

for a vehicle to leak flammable fluids.

It's our duty to find that vehicle and issue a summons.

What do you think a judge would say, Sergeant McCall?

An open garage an exterior or an interior?

- Well with the door opened like that,

it is a three-sided structure.

It's like a carport, which would make it an exterior.

- That's what I thought.

I thought you didn't get a look at the plates.

- Couldn't it was too dark.

Maybe it was because it was covered up.

And a plate light is missing, another infraction.

Well I suggest we ascertain if this vehicle

is registered to anybody on the premises

and point these violations out to them.

- Good suggestion.

I gotta be honest with you, Hunter, this is shaky PC.

- I only wanna find something that tells me Bolin's our guy,

and if I'm right about Dr. Doolittle,

we won't use anything we find here.

Do your tricks.

- You know we're gonna wind up doing weekends

in the electric chair if Cain finds out about this.

- Check those drawers.

- I beg your pardon.

Don't you wanna ask me something?

- What?

- Why I'm doing this with you?

Because no matter what kind of a plod

you think I am, you know I don't make mistakes.

- Gotcha.

- And we got him.

Get 'em up, Scout.

- I'll drive.

- No you won't.

- Well, what'd I tell you?

- Yeah okay, so this guy likes to dress up like Hoot Gibson

and frequent C and W bars on his nights off.

He even drives a Bronco, which we can't ID.

I mean it still doesn't prove he's a killer.

So where do we go from here, Batman?

- Tomorrow night's Wednesday.

You put on that little blonde wig of yours

and when he comes around to show you his brand of fun,

we nail his hide.

- Let's do it.

- Works for me.

You know, you can stay quiet real well.

I may keep you in there permanently.

Will you look at what you're doing to my red dress?

God, and will you watch my shoes, please?

- Did you buy those or did they jump out

from an alley at you?

Will you just get out there

and get attacked like you're supposed to?

- Oh, well we finally know the woman's place around here.

- Hey, don't put down my end,

I'm in here smelling mothballs for the last two hours.

- You think you made a mistake?

Maybe the guy's not coming.

- Maybe you've been using the wrong bait.

Here, try traipsing around in this.

- Do you mind?

Keep your hands off my stuff.

And if you wanna use a different bait next time,

you'll get no argument from me.

- Oh that'll be a first.

Get down.

- Halt, police.

- I think you forgot to fire your warning shot.

- Wait for my backup call next time.

You got a crazy lady for a neighbor, you know that?

Party's over, Bolin.

- Well it looks like the doctor doesn't make house calls.

Who's this guy?

- Let me know as soon as you get an ID.

- That may be sooner than we think.

He may have a record, I'm not sure.

He looks familiar, I just can't place

where I've seen him before.

- Oh that's terrific, sergeant.

Less than one week together,

you're beginning to sound just like your partner.

You just shot a man and you think you've seen him before.

- Well you oughta get to know all your attackers

on a first name basis.

- Don't get wise with me, Hunter,

you're already working without a net.

Now what you two were doing running decoy on the O'Neil

and Harmon cases is a matter we'll take up

in my office tomorrow.

Let's just hope you didn't kill some poor guy

trying to deliver flowers or something to one

of the tenants in there.

- He wasn't delivering flowers, captain.

Unless he was gonna put 'em on McCall's grave.

You see me in the morning after you fill out

your reports and hand them over to Detective Terwilliger,

the man in charge of this case.

Guess we were wrong about Bolin.

- Nah, we weren't wrong.

- Oh, Hunter, what's with you?

If Bolin's our man, then who's this guy

who attacked me tonight, just another freak?

It's too big a coincidence.

- Yeah, well so is the fact that Bolin was

at that club the other night and followed you home.

- Maybe Cain had him follow us to find out

what we were doing on our own time.

Put together one of his psychiatric profiles

so he could wrap us up in newspaper

and toss us out with the trash.

- And somebody else entirely new comes along

and tries to kill you, nah no way.

Maybe Bolin found out who you were.

How?

Ran your plates, checked with the building manager.

Realized it was a setup and sent in a substitute.

- Maybe when we run a make on the dead guy,

we'll find out something.

You really don't think we messed up, do you?

- Oh we messed up, but we weren't wrong.

- You know, we were right about our guy, Justin Taylor.

He wouldn't know the inside of a room unless it was padded.

He's done time both at Vacaville State Hospital

and Camarillo.

He started modeling straight jackets back in Bellevue

in New York where he was born.

What is that?

- That is a chili dog with the works.

- This is the lunch you're buying me

for wrangling this report out of Terwilliger?

- Well, I used to bring all my ex-partners here.

- And all this time I thought they wound up

at County General because they got wounded in shootouts.

- Give me that.

- It seems Justin Taylor was into every

and all kinds of therapy.

And guess who was working in a volunteer capacity

at Vacaville during the time of his incarceration there?

In fact, Bolin was on the review board

that kicked Justin loose if he promised

to continue psychiatric treatment on his own.

Here, it says it right there, right under the chili smudge.

And you remember I told you it was bugging me

where I'd seen this guy before?

- Yeah.

He was right in Bolin's office.

The day you had your appointment.

We were going out as he was coming in.

- Well if Bolin's been treating this guy

for the last three years, he probably knows how

to push all of his buttons.

What if Bolin figured out our trap?

What do you think he'd do?

Send in a ringer to throw us off.

- Works for me.

- Bolin's gonna be on alert now.

- Well he's insane.

He's the one that should be seeing a headshrink.

- He probably is.

Most psychiatrists have analysts of their own.

You know one of the requirements

to become an analyst is to see one.

- Well let's go find his.

You want me to drive while you eat that?

- Is that what you do with that?

Hey, Hunter, we're being followed.

- What?

- Hold on.

- Where are you going?

I'm gonna circle back to the pier and cut 'em off.

- Well take it easy, will you?

I wanna get back there in one piece.

- Just eat your hotdog.

Police, get out of the car, now.

Well excuse me, haven't you finished your lunch yet?

- Uncle John, what the hell are you doing?

Don't they have phones in Bel Air?

You gotta chase me?

- Ricky.

- How you doing, Jackie?

- I guess it could be worse.

Jackie Valentine, pleased to meet you.

- Hi.

- Yeah well I don't get to see you much, huh?

- Well I've been real busy.

- Yeah I know.

Gonna be a small dinner this Sunday.

- Well Jilly and Tommy, they'll make bail.

- Good.

And what about you?

What's your problem?

- I have no problems.

- Your Aunt Sophie's slaving in the kitchen every Sunday

just in case you decide to grace us with your presence.

Show up, will you?

So we can have something different next time.

I've really been busy, Uncle John.

Hey, was your Aunt Sophie too busy to go down

to Shatsky's and get you that Louisville Slugger you wanted?

Was she too busy when you had to have your cuffs lowered

so you could go to that dance at your college?

- That was junior high.

Whatever, you be there this Sunday.

Don't disappoint your Aunt Sophie again, huh?

- I'll be there.

- I know you will.

And bring your lady friend.

- You always get invited to family gatherings like that?

- It beats a simple telephone call, doesn't it?

- Would you please Dr. Kettering that Sergeants McCall

and Hunter are here?

We phoned a short while ago.

Pretty strange music for a doctor's waiting room,

don't you think?

Yeah, the doctor's into country western music too.

- I'd sure like to know what the connection is

between country western music

and 30 year old blue eyed blondes.

- Hello, I'm Dr. Kettering.

How may I help you?

So you're saying you believe Dr. Bolin

to be a sociopath who may have killed these two women.

- And you're saying he couldn't.

- I'm saying as his doctor

I have certain ethical restrictions that I must deal with.

- Well that's nice, doctor,

but in the meantime these girls just keep on dying, right?

- You have no evidence.

- Sometimes in police work you have

to operate on educated guesses, hunches.

So how about it?

Does Bolin fit a sociopath's profile?

- Do you know much about sociopaths, sergeant?

Only that they have no emotions.

- That's right, none at all.

They don't feel anything we feel.

No love, no hate, no jealousy.

They tend to be very, very smart,

often their IQs are somewhere in the genius range.

They tend to be mathematical,

usually very disciplined, often with good physiques.

Finally they are extremely charming, socially adept.

They hide their illness very carefully,

but when they are violent, they are killing machines

with no remorse.

Sounds like a fair description of Dr. Bolin.

- In some ways, yes.

- Is that why you're treating him?

Is he sociopathic?

- I cannot tell you that.

Look, if you have such a good hunch,

why don't you pursue it?

- Does he come here on Wednesdays?

- That's right, that's his day off.

I usually see him around five o'clock.

- And then he goes out

and hacks up pretty blue eyed blondes about your age.

- Maybe after being forced to unburden himself to you,

he has a need to go out and kill you, doctor.

- You people are practicing psychiatry without a license.

- It could work that way, couldn't it?

- It would be very unusual.

But yes, given the right circumstances,

in textbook situations it could happen.

- Look, this is not a textbook situation.

And I may not have a license to practice

but I think you're in real danger.

Thank you for coming, sergeant.

I will review Dr. Bolin's tapes.

- Well thank you for seeing us.

- Be careful.

Stop chewing around the edges, Sergeant Hunter.

You haven't come here for another session.

What exactly do you want?

- I think I can speak freely to you, doc.

I mean that's what this is all about, isn't it,

being able to talk about things?

- Talk away, say whatever's on your mind.

- Cathy O'Neil's on my mind.

- One of the ladies who was murdered.

- Marge Harmon, the other dead woman, she's on my mind.

Justin Taylor.

You know Justin Taylor don't you, doc?

As a matter of fact I do, he's...

He was one of my patients.

You're kinda responsible for putting him back

out on the bricks, aren't you?

- Incarceration is a punishment,

not a form of rehabilitation which Justin was ready for.

- Was he ready to be killed, do you think?

- What's that supposed to mean?

- Well you know what I'm talking about.

You as good as killed him yourself.

- You mean I should take the responsibility

for putting him out on the streets in his childhood,

which led him to a life of crime which in turn led him

to being gunned down by some trigger-happy cop?

- I mean sending him over there to kill Sergeant McCall

when you realized it was a cop you followed home that night.

You truly are a troubled person.

- Well you should be the expert on mental disorders,

being as screwed up as you are.

You know, I had no trouble convincing your own shrink

that I thought...

- My own shrink?

- Dr. Kettering.

A lovely lady.

Pretty too, I like 'em like that.

Tall, slender, blonde, blue eyed.

Sound like anybody you've come across

in your travels, Terry?

- If I find out you've been harassing Dr. Kettering

or any of my friends, I will personally call Captain Cain...

- And get me suspended for being unfit for active duty?

Go ahead, that'll work for me just fine.

You know, as an on-duty officer I have two hours a day

to work on your case.

But once I'm on suspension, I'll have all the time I need

to bust your butt.

I'll be your worst nightmare.

When you wake up in the morning,

I'll be sitting on your front steps.

And when you're driving into work,

I'll be up there in your rear view mirror.

And I'll be reading magazines out there

in your waiting room and in the stall next to you

when you go to the john.

And on Wednesday nights when you're done

with Dr. Kettering and you get that urge,

the one you can't resist, to go out there

and find your next innocent victim and purge yourself,

when you really need it, when your every fiber

is screaming out for it, but you know you can't,

because I'm gonna be right there.

- Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up!

Well, doctor, I guess this session is over with.

- Get out of here.

- Same time tomorrow?

- Get out of here.

- Well?

You know I think there's something

to this therapy business.

After seeing Dr. Bolin just now, I feel a whole lot better.

- Drilled him, did you?

- He's seeing daylight through a new hole all right.

- Well all we do is wait till Wednesday,

then we sit on him from the moment he wakes

up in the morning till he makes his move

and we have got him.

- Works for me.

- Terry.

I wasn't expecting you until tomorrow.

It's only Tuesday.

- I was gonna call you,

I just happened to be in the neighborhood.

I thought I'd drop in.

Do you have any time?

- I am going out.

- Anything special?

No, no I'm just meeting friends.

I was just locking up.

I'll walk you down to your car.

- Good.

I'll only be a few minutes, Terry.

- I understand there was some people here

asking questions about me.

Police officers.

A man and a woman?

Well surely you must remember a couple

of police officers asking questions

about a colleague and a patient.

- Yes.

But they were only here for a few minutes.

Would you care for a drink?

- No.

What did they want?

- Well I don't know, really.

I just told them that I couldn't divulge anything

that we've ever discussed and that our dealings

were strictly confidential.

- So you did tell them I was a patient.

- They already knew that.

And you are.

- Yes.

- You sure you wouldn't like that drink now?

- I'm positive.

Well then, I'm going to have one.

- You're gonna be late for your appointment.

No I won't.

Uh-huh, yes.

He's here right now.

Uh-huh.

He knows what we've talked about.

He has a strange look.

Yes.

Yes, I do believe he is capable of killing me.

- As well I am.

I'm afraid.

- Trick or treat.

I guess I'll try

and keep him here as long as I can, but please hurry.

- Back up.

Turn around.

Put your hands against the wall.

Come on.

Spread 'em.

All right, where's the blade, doctor?

Hunter.

- Freeze, Bolin.

Are you hurt?

- Stupid question.

- Call an ambulance.

I'm going after him.

You gonna be okay?

- Do it.

- Works for me.

Yay, about time.

- I got it.

- Oh, thanks.

You know, this is stupid, I feel fine.

I can walk.

- Well I'm sorry, it's hospital regulations.

Oh, I'll be right back.

- You know, this wasn't a fair deal, Hunter.

The least you coulda done was get shot or something.

- Well maybe your next partner will be more considerate.

This union is officially terminated then?

Unless I do most of the driving.

- McCall, I wanted to stop by and see how you were doing.

Well it was good of you to show up

on the day she's leaving, captain.

- I'm fine.

Shoulder's just a little stiff, but it'll get worked out.

- And you can take your time getting back.

When you do, you can remain desk-bound as long as you'd like

before we get you a new partner.

- Well she already has a partner, captain, remember?

- Surely you're joking.

- No I'm not joking.

And my name isn't Shirley.

Well then let's get a few things straight here.

- Oh could you hand me my teddy, captain?

- Don't think everything you two pulled

is gonna get washed out with the tide on this.

You disobeyed direct orders from me

and violated any number of policies listed on my memo.

- And caught a psychopathic murderer

and probably cost you your guest membership

to his Beverly Hills country club.

- I don't find that funny, Hunter.

- I kinda do.

Just kinda though.

You don't know how tough it's gonna get on you.

You're gonna be chasing gumball bandits,

policing rock concerts, any garbage detail I can think of,

and one slip, anything at all gets into the margins,

and I'll have both your badges.

As long as you're in my division, Hunter,

I want you to keep your nose clean and your gun holstered.

Anybody suspicious in front of you,

don't just cross the street, you go around the block

and run to another neighborhood.

I don't know how it is you manage to always wind up

in the middle of these code threes, but that's over.

- Excuse me.

Yeah, you.

Hunter, are you hearing one word I'm saying?

- Stop him, he's got the drugs.

- Anybody moves, she gets it.

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