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Ugh!

I saw his boys kill a dude this morning.

It ought to be worth a cool million, maybe two.

The last person that offered to testify against Bogota

wound up on the wrong end of a chainsaw.

$1 million buys you one type-lipped friend, me.

And then I am rid of you once and for all?

Sporty's up to something.

Sporty's always up to something.

We're going to live before we die.

Get back.

Yo, ho, Kirby.

You missed a spot, man. Right there.

Right there, man.

I got to look sharp, you know?

I've got an image to uphold in the community.

Yeah.

These shoes carry a heavy load, all right.

Uh, I'll be right back.

I don't have it!

I don't have it!

If I had it, I'd give it to you.

Ahh!

Do you know that guy?

The one who broke the window?

Sure I know him.

Everybody knows Sporty James.

Officer, how you doing?

I never knew him to do anything that crazy, though.

When I get my next vacation, I think I'm going

to go check out the Bahamas.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Don't wrinkle the threads, man.

These cost me some hard green.

You know what I mean?

Don't worry about it.

So good to see you, Hunter, my man.

What did he do?

The guy is running down the street like he's on fire,

picks up a trashcan and throws it

clear through a plate glass window

of a pawnshop down on Euclid.

Sporty.

Just a whim, Hunter.

I just finished business... you know, a three-martini lunch...

When all of a sudden, I had this playful whim.

It was all in fun, officer, and I will be

very happy to pay the damages.

Sporty, you never had a whim in your life

that couldn't show a profit.

You misjudge me, Sergeant McCall.

You look at me, and you see a man of business.

You don't see the real Sporty James... a man

of feeling, a man of impulse.

A man who can stack a line of bull from here to Oxnard.

She's not just foxy, man, she's sharp.

I like her.

Oh, man, you got a shovel?

Hunter?

McCall?

We've got a body at Euclid and Cosgrove...

Male cauc, found this morning.

On Euclid?

Yeah.

Excuse me.

I have to talk to this man in private just for a minute.

All right.

Bring him back when you're finished.

I haven't booked him in yet.

To tell the truth, Hunter, man, I

am pressed for time, man.

You know, I got some business to attend to.

Yeah, well...

You know, I would like to chat with you, man...

we've got business too.

You know, lay some good trash on you.

This will be painless, believe me.

You're going to like this, Sporty.

Hey, man, look, I'm dry.

I don't know nothing.

I ain't been nowhere and seen nobody.

You were on Euclid?

Yeah I was wrapping my mouth around a couple

of beers with some bloods.

- What did you see? - Me?

Nothing. I was just hanging around.

- You know me, Hunter. - Yeah, I do know you.

What did you see?

Yeah.

We go back quite a ways, don't we?

Too far back.

What did you see?

I keep telling you... nothing.

Sporty, we've got a dead body on Euclid Street.

You were running down that street.

You picked up a trash can.

You threw it through a plate glass window.

I want to know why.

I told you why.

Now, would I lie?

Yes, you would.

You think maybe Sporty killed this guy?

Oh, that's crazy.

I never harmed anybody in my life.

And both of you know that.

Yeah, but you see, we got a real cranky boss out there.

And he's going to want to know about this...

A guy running down the street, dead body around the corner.

OK. OK.

OK.

Now, look, you are not going to believe this, OK?

But here's the real deal.

Now, I was walking down the street,

minding my own business with nothing on my mind whatsoever,

you understand?

When all of a sudden, these two big dudes come right after me.

And dig this... they got heat.

They're ready to shoot.

What did they look like?

Look like?

They look like two big dudes with guns.

That's what they look like.

I didn't hang around looking at their faces.

I started running, man.

You know, and I was thinking real fast

and running faster, when I saw this police car.

And quite naturally, I broke the window to get their attention.

Sporty, we've got a dead body on Euclid.

You saw it, right?

That is the end of the story.

That is the gospel.

If you want anymore, you have to go to somebody else.

It's going to be awfully dangerous out there

on the street for you.

Hunter, I want to thank you for your kind concern.

I will see you around.

Stay cool.

Thank you.

You bet.

So then she says to me, who are you?

Bill and Bob, good to see you guys feeling so good.

Yeah, and working so hard.

We are.

Can't you see we are?

Yeah, listen, I'd like you guys to me a favor.

When Sporty James gets kicked free,

I want you to tail him for us.

Why not you, Hunter?

Because he knows who we are.

Have we got time to do our colleagues this little favor?

No.

But for you, we'll make the team.

I thank you, and my partner thanks you.

The people of LA thank you.

I like the way you tie your fly.

- Ooh. - That's a gotcha.

She got you.

We're wasting our time.

This guy's going to ride all day.

Oh, Hunter, you are bad, man, sending

those jive monkeys to watch me.

Now, don't go down the alley, all right?

He'll know we're following him.

Go up around the block.

Hey, what the?

DB's name is Peter Harlan, 36, lived in the marina.

Looks like he was beat up pretty bad.

No witnesses.

L56, L56, come in.

L56, go ahead.

DISPATCHER: Stand by, L56.

Go ahead, L37.

Hunter, we lost your man.

Can you believe these two field geniuses?

How'd you do that?

Well, he drove a car into one end of an alley.

And when it came out the other end, a blonde fox in high heels

was driving.

It's parked at the corner of Mason and Denner.

Thanks a million, you guys.

Hey, look, we were doing you a favor,

you know?

Yeah, I know.

Stay with the car.

L56 out.

Sporty's up to something.

Sporty's always up to something.

Yeah, I know that.

But it really aggravates me to know

that he's holed up out there somewhere laughing at us.

Excuse me, ma'am.

But I'd like to rent a room.

Who are you?

I'm Sergeant McCall, Metro PD.

You are Miss...

Hoffmeyer, Roxanne Hoffmeyer.

I live here.

I thought Peter Harlan owned this boat.

He does.

Peter and I, you know.

Yeah.

I have a warrant to search the boat.

What are you looking for?

Peter, s not even here now.

I know.

I'm sorry to have to tell

you like this, Miss Hoffmeyer.

Peter Harlan is dead.

No, I...

I don't believe you.

He was attacked in an alley.

He... he fell and broke his neck.

This can't be happening.

I'm sorry.

Uh, I know the timing is way off here.

But, uh, you might be able to help us find who did it.

Could you answer some questions?

Yeah.

How long did you know Peter Harlan?

A little over a year.

Where was he employed?

Peter had his own business.

It wasn't doing very well.

He started dealing coke.

Full time?

No, just to do some favors for important clients.

And then it got bigger and bigger.

About two weeks ago, Peter went away for about six days.

I didn't ask or anything.

But I know when he takes the boat,

that it's usually for drugs.

Anyway, when he got home, he was real uptight.

And then the phone calls started.

What phone calls?

Some guy with an accent.

All Peter ever called him was Bogota.

You said that you felt Peter was afraid of him?

Yeah, they thought Peter was holding out on them...

Some deal that went sour.

They didn't believe Peter, because there

was a lot of money involved.

Millions, Peter said.

You know where the Produce Hotel is?

MARGUERITE: On Parkdale?

That's right.

Mr. Claxton, 203, I want you to come over here real quick.

I've stumbled on a plan, without a hitch,

and Sporty's going to make his best girl rich.

Come over here, baby.

And don't be slow.

You like to make up, we're going to go.

We're going to make love.

And we're going to fly.

We're going to live before we die.

Get back.

Hun, hun, hun.

His name is Bogota.

Did you ever hear of the guy?

No.

You know, maybe Sporty accidentally

saw Bogota's men kill Harlan.

Yeah, I can't seem to get Sporty off my mind.

What is it?

Why do I like that little rat?

Well, he's greedy, selfish, tricky, rude, and obnoxious.

What's not to like?

Sporty?

It's me.

What are you doing dressed like that?

What is going on in here?

We are celebrating, mama.

We are celebrating being rich.

What are you talking about?

Money, that's what I'm talking about, money.

Not the kind we get... The kind they get.

Enough money.

Too much money.

All you got to do is get me in touch with Bogota.

Bogota?

Well, now you're talking crazy.

Come on. You know him.

Come on, baby. I mean, you wouldn't jive me.

You do know him?

Well, yeah, I've met him.

But I don't know him.

Anyway, Sporty, it's not safe to know this man.

No, no, look, nobody's going to get hurt, Marguerite.

All I'm talking about is a simple little business

transaction.

How simple?

I saw his boys' kill a dude this morning.

I was there, baby.

Now, that's a murder one conspiracy

rap that he can't beat, because those dudes were his dudes.

Now, he don't need no trouble like that.

It ought to be worth a cool million, maybe two.

A million dollars, maybe two?

Yeah.

Ever since you told me about this dude Bogota,

I've been trying to think what to do with him.

And then this thing just falls into Sporty's lap.

Baby, it was supposed to happen.

I... I can feel it.

It's karma, baby.

I don't know, Sporty.

If you get rich, maybe you won't want me no more.

Baby, I'm never going to stop loving you.

That's why I want the best for you.

And in order to get the best, we're

going to have to do something, take a chance,

because I've been hustling out here in these dirty streets

all my life.

Now, this guy has got millions.

And one of them is going to be ours.

Oh, Sporty, you have got to be careful.

Bogota kills people even if he just thinks that they're

doing something he don't like.

But baby, he already knows that I've got something on him.

I've got no choice but to play it out.

He's going to kill me anyway, Marguerite.

Look, are you going to help me?

All right.

But this man scares me.

No, no, no. Listen, listen.

Come, come. Sit down.

Sit down.

Look, I got it all set up, baby.

All you got to do is get a message to the gentleman.

Well, what do I say?

Tell Bogota that somebody saw what happened in that alley.

And Fat William wants to talk to him about it.

See, I already called Fat William

and told him to get out of town, right?

But that's all you know, you see?

And you can even tell him where Fat William lives because Fat

William won't be there.

Is that all I have to do?

Well, you got to get a number from Bogota

where Fat William can call him.

And tell him that fatso's going to call you for that number.

No, no, no, baby, look.

With this amount of scratch, we'll

be able to go so far till he won't even be able to catch us.

Just think, Marguerite, hot nights

and long, lazy days in Jamaica.

You know, there's something wrong with my life.

I'm young.

I'm well-educated.

I'm not bad to look at.

And I have just spent the entire day with street people and con

artists and sweaty wrestlers.

I just do not enjoy days like this.

There's something wrong with this.

What the hell are you talking about?

Well, I'm talking about this...

These street people, con artists,

hookers, sweaty wrestlers.

You know, they pop out of the woodwork.

They disappear back into the city.

You ever wonder where they go?

Right over there.

That's him.

Pull over.

Paulie?

Let me ask you a...

Wait a minute!

Paulie!

Every time you see me, you run.

Why?

Because I'm always afraid you're going to bust me.

Look, man... look, look.

I'm clean, clean as linoleum, man, check that out.

Check it out! - I don't want to check it out.

Now, I understand you've been working for Sporty James.

Yeah, nothing bustable, man.

Nothing... just want to see here?

You know Sporty... he's like the CIA of the street.

Where can I find Sporty?

I don't know, man, God's truth.

- I haven't seen him in days. - I don't know

where you can find him, man.

I heard... I heard that he's been hiding

out from some big coke knocker.

That's all.

Uh-huh.

Turn around.

Girlfriend, man. Girlfriend.

He's got a... he's got a girlfriend.

Sporty's got a girlfriend? Yeah.

Yeah.

A real special kind of girlfriend.

What's her name?

Montero, Marguerite Montero is her name.

Where can I find Marguerite?

Corner of Fenimore and Caswell.

She's looking out for a rock house, man.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, man. Yeah, uh.

Yeah, you know, she'll be out on the porch, man.

She's like a real little, itty-bitty girl, man.

Miss Montero?

Yes?

I'm Sergeant McCall.

This is Sergeant Hunter.

We're with Metro PD.

I'm sure that you've heard Sporty mentioned us.

I have.

We have reason to believe you know where Sporty is.

We'd like to help him.

No, I don't know where he is.

You seem frightened.

Are you?

No.

I just don't know where he is.

We happen to think you do.

Well, what's Sporty done?

Well, nothing yet.

But his life is in danger.

And if you happen to know where he is,

we'd appreciate you telling us so.

Look, I don't see him no more.

And I just don't know where he is.

If you do see him or you hear from him,

give me a call at that number.

You could be saving his life.

Believe me.

The DEA has been on Bogota's trail for almost three years.

We've assigned one of our top units.

But so far, zip.

You're well aware of the house on Caswell Street?

You won't find a honcho like Bogota

within 20 miles of a rock house.

Coke bosses in Colombia ramrod both ends

of their cocaine pipeline now...

Production and delivery... And they stay out of sales.

So what are you saying, that Bogota is untouchable?

No.

He is the enforcer, the muscle behind $100 million a year

operation.

Well, if he's so prolific, why haven't you nabbed him yet?

Well, we got a couple of problems...

Like, what does he look like?

Where does he live?

Well, we're looking for a man that witnessed two of Bogota's

thugs kill a dealer.

Dealer's name was Peter Harlan.

The last person that offered to testify against Bogota

wound up on the wrong end of a chainsaw.

Oh, wow.

Thanks for the information.

You know if Metro homicide tags Bogota before we do,

the DEA could look pretty silly.

Yeah.

We should probably stay in touch, huh?

Yeah.

Let's do that.

Yeah.

We'll do that.

Hello, Marguerite.

You wanted to see me?

A man paid me to give you a message.

What man?

They call him Fat William.

He... he talks to me on the street all the time.

Check on him.

What is the message?

He said to tell you that somebody

saw what happened in the alley and that the somebody can

identify the killers.

And it'll cost $1 million to keep this man quiet.

Somebody?

Sporty James, you mean.

I don't know who the man is.

Fat William knows him.

Where he is?

I don't know.

Where is Fat William?

Fat William's out of town.

He's been gone since yesterday.

He trusted you with a message.

Surely, he must have told you where to find him.

No. I swear he didn't.

He just said to deliver the message, and he would

contact me... he would find me...

And that to get a number where he could call you.

What a pity.

Such a pretty face.

Too bad the mouth tells so many lies.

Find out what she knows.

You can lie to me.

But to them, you will speak the truth.

Well, victim's name is Marguerite Montero.

Looks like her ribs are crushed.

Her arm is broken.

She really took some punishment.

They made it slow, and they... they made it hurt.

What was the actual cause of death, Barney?

Probably internal bleeding or a bone fragment in her lungs.

Thanks.

Think we can find Sporty before they do?

Well, well, well.

Who needs a shine?

How you doing, Kirby?

Hi, Hunter, McCall.

How you doing?

Not very good.

Haven't found Sporty yet, so we're back.

I ain't seen him or heard from him.

You know Sporty.

He's a secret man, always got those wheels turning.

No telling where that fool is at.

Kirby, we don't want to arrest him.

He hasn't done anything.

We just want to find him before anything could happen to him.

You're just repeating yourself, Sergeant.

I've got nothing for you.

Marguerite's dead.

Oh, no.

Sweet, pretty little thing.

Beat her up pretty bad before they let her die.

Why?

Because they're looking for Sporty.

Kirby, come on.

Give us a break.

He doesn't even know how much trouble he's in.

I can't.

You know how it is.

Sporty's my friend.

I'd like to help.

But I don't know where he is.

Yeah.

We know how it is, Kirby.

We're just going to have to find Sporty on our own, I guess.

OK.

Yeah?

Sporty? Kirby.

Hey, Kirby.

What you got for me?

Hunter and McCall are looking for you.

This is not news, Kirby.

I... I told them I didn't know you were, just like you said.

But...

But what?

They want to see you bad.

They said they have something real important to tell you.

Something real important.

Well, what is it?

They wouldn't tell me.

Maybe you ought to call them.

Keep your mouth tight, man.

I'm about to make the biggest move of my career here.

And I don't need those two messing up my mind.

OK, Sporty, talk to you later.

Yeah, Salas, it's McCall.

I need a records check on a pay phone number, 555-9273.

Yeah.

I need the telephone number and the address.

And when you get it, give me a call in the car, all right?

Thanks.

Sorry, Kirby.

We've got to find, Sporty.

Well, just don't let Sporty know it was me.

I wouldn't let him down for anything.

You're a good friend.

He'll understand that.

Yeah, but just let nothing happen to old Sporty.

We won't.

Thanks.

Come on, Sporty, open up.

- Oh. - Yeah.

It's your favorite cops.

Oh.

How... how did you find me, hmm?

Kirby, the telephone, right?

Right.

That Kirby, you know, he... he's all right.

But he ain't too bright.

Look, I'm kind of busy.

What's your problem?

Well, the problem is, Sporty, you're hiding out.

Wait a minute.

I think I remember having this conversation before.

The only thing is I also remember telling

you that I didn't see anything.

We know that.

But, uh, the game has changed a little bit.

Now, look, you two ain't going to ask

me the same old questions again, now, are you?

Sporty, Marguerite's dead.

You're lying, man.

She's not dead.

Sporty, we wouldn't tell you that if it wasn't true.

You're trying to trap me.

No, we're not.

They found her body this morning.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

No!

No.

How?

How?

What... what happened?

Well, the people that killed her

wanted her to talk about you.

But we don't think she did.

You're darn right she didn't, man.

I know she didn't.

Because if she had, I wouldn't be

standing here talking to you.

I'd be dead.

Oh, man, I sent her.

I... I sent her to the dude, man.

Look, Hunter, you've got to help me get him, man.

You got to help me put the mark on him, man.

He ordered the killing, man.

And I'm going to get him, man.

You see that?

You see that?

That is where I got him.

He is a dead man, man.

He just don't know it yet. That's all.

See, 'cause I'm important to him now.

He'll come out for me.

Sporty, you'll get yourself killed.

We want you out of this.

All we want you to do is testify for us.

What good is that's going to do, man?

You don't know where to find him, man.

You don't know how to find him.

I can.

We can't let you put your life on the line, Sporty.

Look, tell me something. What do you live for, huh?

What makes you get up in the morning, hm?

All that talk about work and duty, huh, and all that?

Human beings, man, are the only animals on God's good earth

who don't know that the only reason for living is pleasure.

When I wake up in the morning, I get up because, man,

the streets are out there.

And I've got to wheel and deal and and move

and shake, you know, because I love it.

But now, all that's gone, man.

The pleasure is gone.

You know what I'm...

You dig what I'm trying to say, man?

If I don't help to put this scum away...

If I don't make it up to Marguerite

for what I did to her, man, all the pleasure is gone, man,

and I would just die slow.

That's all.

I mean, I have got to get him, man, no matter what.

Sporty, we can't put a civilian in danger.

You do want him, don't you?

Of course we want him.

But we can't use you as bait.

Well, OK, you think about it, man.

And while you're doing that, I'm going after that sucker,

with you or without you.

Don't do that.

Look, you're not listening to me, McCall.

I've got to do this.

And if I have to do it without you, man, I will.

Because my life has gone sour now,

man, and I got to make it sweet again.

Don't you know better than to bring me something like this?

Look, Charlie, Sporty is going after this guy

with or without us.

Now, don't you think it would be better

for him if he did it with us?

We're not having this conversation.

I do not give permission to break the rules.

But if an officer has an emergency situation in which

there is a civilian life at stake,

he does whatever is necessary to save that life.

I've always felt this.

Do you speak English?

Como?

I said, do you speak English?

He doesn't speak English.

OK.

I want you to tell him he's under arrest for murder,

that I'm going to take him downtown to visit

his friend Miguel.

I want you to tell him to put his hands behind his head

and tell these people at the bar not to make one move.

If they do, I'm going to shoot you.

Thank you.

Move.

Real easy now, folks.

Step aside.

Let us through.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.

Goodbye.

I can't be found.

But I can be bought.

Sporty James Enterprises and Traveling Show.

I understand that you have a business

proposition to discuss.

A very simple one...

$1 million buys you one tight-lipped friend, me.

Why should I even pay you $1?

Man, don't waste my time.

I saw what your boys did to Harlan.

At least 200 or 300 people know that they are your boys.

You do know that they're in the can, don't you?

Yes, I know.

So when it comes time to breathe the gas or roll over,

what do you think your boys will do?

What is your proposition?

The state's got but one witness...

Me.

You pay me the money, and I finger

the wrong dudes in the lineup.

And then I leave the country.

So how do I get this money to you?

Where are you?

Do you think I'm just driving around here to see LA?

I know what LA looks like.

So how do we deal?

I want you to crawl to me with the money in your hand, sucker.

That's what I want.

Where?

You'll be at LAX 8:00 tomorrow morning,

the international launch.

Now, listen.

You get there right after you go through that little machine...

You know, the one that's going to keep me alive?

The one that you can't bring any guns or knives through?

I understand you can't even get a serious belt

buckle through there, Bogota.

But you can get some green paper through...

About $1 million worth.

And then I am rid of you once and for all?

Hey, baby.

I may be greedy, but I'm no fool.

I figure I've got one good thing left in me.

And after that, I'm not pressing my luck.

This is the final boarding

call for flight 76 to Phoenix, now boarding at gate 120.

This is the final boarding call for flight 76 to Phoenix,

now boarding at gate 120.

Are you Sporty James?

Are you the big man?

Or are you just a trusted messenger?

I'm Bogota.

I didn't send no messenger, 'cause

I wanted to see your face.

I wanted you to see mine when I tell you

if you roll over on this deal, man,

you won't live five minutes.

You got that?

I got it.

I got it.

Flight 73 from San Diego

is now arriving at gate 112.

Flight 73 from San Diego is now arriving at gate 112.

Now, hey, hey, hey, I didn't say you could go.

Our business isn't finished?

It's a pleasure doing business with you,

Mr. Bogota, or whoever else you may be.

Yes. Thank you.

Thank you.

Arriving passenger Dr. Terrell,

please contact airport security on the white courtesy phone.

Arriving passenger Dr. Terrell, please contact airport security

on the white courtesy phone.

The red zone is for the loading

and unloading of passengers only.

He's out.

He's heading towards the car, crossing the street.

He's got company.

All right.

Get ready.

He's going into the parking structure.

Get out.

What's the matter?

There's somebody who wants to talk to you.

Who?

Tack 2 units, they're heading north on La Cienega.

Where are they now?

Heading towards Mulholland.

Mulholland's the place if you're looking for security.

They just turned in at 24629 Mulholland.

24629 Mulholland.

All right, we got it.

Listen, everybody stay cool and fall back.

Maybe we should try and pick up a little speed here.

I'm starting to get worried.

Where is it?

Hey, man.

You aren't Bogota.

Do you think I am so stupid that I would deliver

the money to you myself?

You are Bogota.

Well, you know, I don't like to carry a lot of cash on me.

I want the money.

Uh, I left it in a locker at the airport.

The key?

Oh, well, I don't have it with me.

You know, I passed it off to a friend just before I...

Oh, hold on, man.

Hold on.

It's in my shoe, my left shoe.

We can make a deal, OK?

You let me go and you got a loyal friend for life, baby.

I swear.

I won't identify your boys.

I swear, I won't.

That is right.

You will not.

Because you're going to kill me?

When they get back with the money from the airport,

then we may do that.

I may do it myself.

Hold it!

Come out with your hands up.

Well, he's dead.

I never killed anybody in my life.

You couldn't help it, Sporty.

I don't know.

Maybe I could have.

Flight 65 to Denver and Atlanta

will now begin boarding through gate 115.

Flight 65 to Denver and Atlanta now boarding at gate 115.

Oh.

Well, look at that.

There's been a thief here.

Now, you think you could put a $1 million in a locker

at an airport and feel safe about it.

Now, wouldn't you?

You think I've got it.

He didn't have time to stash the money.

It's got to be in one of the lockers.

Now, which one is it?

I don't know what you're talking about, McCall.

I put it right in here.

It's evidence.

We got to have it Sporty, come on.

You live for pleasure, don't you, Sporty?

Well, yeah.

Well, there's not going to be any more pleasure for you.

- Not a minute of it. - Ever.

Not till we see the money.

We're going to see to it that you're followed every minute

of every day for the rest of your life

by two very miserable honky cops.

You thought I was serious, didn't you?

Hey, man, I was just joking with you.

Hey, Sporty James is a man with a sense of humor.

How many times are we going to do this, Sporty?

Hey.

That was it, Hunter.

That was it.

Bogota's men must have been watching me all the while.

It doesn't wash, man.

No, no, no.

Look, I'm telling you people the Bible bound truth.

Goodbye, pleasure.

Hello, honky cops.

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