All language subtitles for Hunter S01E03 - The Hot Grounder

Commissioner crenshaw
killed his old lady.

Whoever gets
this case is ruined.

Good luck, good hunting,

and good-bye.

Well, look on the
bright side, McCall.

There is no bright side, buster.

What are you so
afraid of, commissioner?

I've got people I can call.

The two of you are
up on the trial board.

You are both
suspended without pay.

Well, let's do it anyway.

I'll have to cuff you.

Now the fun begins.

Works for me.

There we go. Ok.

Here you go. One more.

Come to the net. That's good.

Bend your knees
more. That's good.

That's it. That's it.
That's much better.

Heads up.

Take shorter steps.

You're looking sloppy out here.

Your feet are
dragging all... that's it.

That's it. Good.

Nice, easy stroke. That's it.

Larry, could you
move your car, please?

The keys are
already in it, honey.

Just pull it on over, will you?

You're not con...
Here, take this.

You're not concentrating.

Yeah, yeah. I got it.

Look, we got handed a
red-hot grounder, man.

And the officer
who gets this one

is gonna be grilled and grilled.

Come on, smitty,
it can't be that bad.

Well, the commissioner's
wife just got exploded

in the commissioner's car.

I won't make my pension.

I got 3 official 6-0-8
complaints last year.

You think maybe the
commissioner did her in?

Now, don't take this
personally, sir, Mr. Commissioner,

but, uh, where were you
when your wife got gonzoed?

Whoever gets
this case is ruined.

Good morning.

Where is everybody?

Last time I saw it like this

the mayor's kid
sister had disappeared.

Oh, no.

We got a career breaker here?

Yeah. Commissioner
crenshaw killed his old lady.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, Ortega,

we don't know that.

Now, you know, it could
have been somebody else.

Could have been the Butler...

Or something.

Wow. In 68% of all the homicides

involving a husband and a wife,

it's the spouse who
committed the crime.

Now, we got a 68% chance

that the commissioner
whacked his old lady.

If I get this case, it's over.

I mean, no one officer
should get stuck

with 2 career
breakers in one year.

Yeah. Yeah.

I wonder who Cain's
gonna give it to.

Hunter.

I've got something neat for you.

The crenshaw case.

I know you and
McCall will conduct

an absolutely
scrupulous investigation

of this homicide.

Good luck, good hunting,

and good-bye.

Well, at least i'm
in the right room.

McCall, we got it.

You can come out
now, girls, it's safe.

Why didn't you hide, hunter?

I was in the men's room.

What'd you want me
to do, climb up in a vent?

I'm too big.

Hey, hunter.

Can I have your desk
and your locker?

There's no way out
on this one, hunter.

Cain's finally managed
to pull our plug.

Well, look on the
bright side, McCall.

There is no bright side, buster.

I've met commissioner crenshaw.

He took me to lunch once.

Oh, that eases my mind some.

Nice guy, is he? I hope.

It was when I made
detective grade.

The purpose of the
lunch was to find out

how I liked being a lady cop.

And then we moved
on to the wine tasting

and the heavy breathing.

Oh, no. He took a shot at you?

Well, it has been known
to happen, hunter.

If he's a player, he was probably
playing around on his wife.

She found out about it,

and he decided to eliminate her.

That's in your
detective's manual

under "favorite motives."

Hey, chief...

Not right now,
please. I just got here.

I'll have a statement
for you later.

Hey, sergeant...

No comment.

Nothing.

Do you have any
suspects at this time?

No, no, no. Nothing.
No, no, no, no.

I wanted to see you
before you went in

to talk to
commissioner crenshaw.

I don't want you to forget

the man's under a great
stress at the moment.

I don't want you to
add to that stress.

Could... a little
later, please. Please.

We may have to ask
him some questions, sir.

Can't that wait?

No. I'm afraid it can't.

Lady, would you...

Would you get this out
of my face right now?

Right now! Officer.

Officer, move these people out.

Officer, please. Could
you clear out this area?

Later.

Connie and Larry crenshaw are...

Were 2 of my dearest friends.

I don't have to tell you

that I'm gonna be looking
into every aspect of this case.

I'll be like a shadow
hanging over your desk.

Well, I'll try not to
let that interfere

with the way I carry
out my investigation, sir.

Sergeant, one phone call
and I can have you doing

a straight 8 on a
foot beat on skid row.

Larry...

These officers have to
ask you a few questions.

I hope you don't mind.

All right.

We'll go in the living room,

make this as quick and
as painless as possible.

He's pretty upset.

What happened to his hands?

Well, he scorched 'em pretty bad

trying to get the
burning car door open.

Look, his tennis
coach is still here.

His name is Lance Lane.

I held him for you.

Lance Lane?

Wait till you see him.

The guy looks like a Lance Lane.

He was here when
the car went up.

It's a mess.

I don't think the crime lab's

gonna get much of anything.

Did you see commissioner
crenshaw's hands?

Were they badly burned?

No. He had them
wrapped when I got here.

It's too bad you guys
got this grounder.

No win, huh?

I was getting tired
of police work anyway.

Gonna get a fishing
boat and move to Florida.

Pick up girls.

Why was she driving his car?

Well, he says she was just
moving it out of the way

so she could get her car out.

He was down taking
a tennis lesson

from cutie pie.

Commissioner crenshaw,

I'm sergeant hunter,
this is sergeant McCall.

I'm very sorry about the
death of your wife, sir.

She was just moving it.

My car...

And then Lance and I,

we... we heard it.

I mean, things... all
the things you plan

as if nothing were
ever going to happen.

We were planning on
having lunch this afternoon,

then going to the
mayor's party tonight.

And this morning we
were just sitting there

talking about Jill's
graduation from vassar.

And...

I'm sorry. I'm... I'm rambling.

Well, sergeant McCall is gonna

ask you some questions, sir.

I want you... to find out...

Who killed my wife.

It isn't, uh,

well, I mean, they
were after me.

It was my car.

There'd been threats.

You had threats on your life?

Yes.

McCall: How many? How long ago?

2. On Tuesday.

No. No, it was Wednesday night.

About a half an hour apart.

Did you report these threats
on your life to somebody?

No. Why not?

What in the hell is
that supposed to mean?

I'm just asking why when
threats were made on your life

you didn't report
it to somebody.

I didn't take them seriously.

Larry, are you all right?

I'm a little tired, yeah.

Look, hunter,

maybe you'd like to
talk to the tennis coach.

I'll finish up here.

Commissioner, do
you remember me?

Sure.

Well, I'm afraid
I'm not sure. I...

I meet so many police officers.

Yes, i'm, uh, I'm calling about

commissioner crenshaw's
tuxedo for tonight.

Didn't he rent one?

Yes.

No. My mistake. Thanks.

You Mr. Lane?

Lance Lane.

Larry's tennis coach.

Did you see anything?

No. I was giving
Mr. Crenshaw his lesson.

You mean Larry? What?

Well, you just called him Larry.

Yeah, Larry.

I was giving him
his lesson and, uh,

Connie wanted to move his car,

and the keys were in it.

Oh, how do you know that?

He told her to move it
herself, the keys were in it.

We were having our lesson.

Do you have any idea
why the commissioner

parked his car behind his wife's

when he could have just
as easily put it in the garage?

What is this?

This is a homicide
investigation, Lance.

Sometimes we ask a lot
of tiresome questions.

Well, I don't have any idea.

Look, can I go? I got
other people to teach.

Well, you're taking this
pretty hard, aren't you?

Hang in there, Lance.

The grief will pass with time.

I hardly knew her.

Ok.

Leave your number and address

with the officer at the gate.

Oh, Mr. Lane...

What's your real name?

I mean, before you changed it?

I'm sorry?

Well, Lance Lane sounds like it
came out of a casting directory.

Who were you before you
changed it to Lance Lane?

Well, I...

I can print you and run it.

Cause me a lot of problems.

Get me to thinking and all.

Sometimes it's just
best to cooperate.

I was born Teddy sheinbrew.

Ok.

See you around.

Oh, Teddy...

Did you see who wrapped the
commissioner's burned hands?

I think he did it himself.

All right.

I'm... please, I would
like to lie down.

Uh, sergeant McCall,
that's enough for now.

There's no reason

this can't be
postponed till later.

Excuse me. I got some ointment

from the doctor outside.

Let me take a look at
those hands, commissioner.

Kenny, can you
please make this end?

I'm feeling a little ill.

Certainly.

Sergeant hunter,
sergeant McCall,

would you please
come outside with me?

I understand you left the
keys to your car in the ignition.

Is that something you
usually do, commissioner?

Perhaps you didn't
hear me, sergeant.

I heard you.

It's just that I'm on
kind of a roll right now.

You get outside
right now, sergeant!

Don't make me say it again.

Kicked out of port.

I got a chance to take his hand

and squeeze it slightly.

No flinch.

So I don't think he
was burned too badly.

Want my cop's hunch?

Think he did it?

Why would a guy
leave the keys in his car

and the car parked where
it would have to be moved

when it would be just as easy

to put the car in the garage?

I don't know.
That's pretty thin.

I got another piece that's
a little bit more solid.

He had a black tie
dinner to go to tonight.

There was no
tuxedo in his closet.

So I called the tux shop

that's listed in
his telephone book.

He didn't rent one.

So, he knew she
was going to be dead.

Why would he go to a party?

Why would he
bother to rent a tux?

Bingo.

I thought you said Lance
claimed he hardly knew her.

Right.

Well, if you go
back in her calendar,

she was taking a tennis
lesson from him every Friday.

Looks like our friend Lance Lane

made a little boo-boo.

I guess the sexual revolution

hasn't made it to that
table over there yet.

I like your purse, big fella.

What do you got
in that checkbook?

Oh, mostly checks made
out to cash, the market,

stuff like that.

There are 3 large amounts

made out to a
Manny roth, though.

2 for 500, 1 for 1,000.

Could be worth checking out.

She was headed to
25277 Wilshire boulevard.

Want to hit that place first?

Yeah, might as well.

My purse!

My purse!

He stole my purse!

How do they expect
me to pay for my lunch?

25277 Wilshire boulevard
is a lawyer's office.

Lawyers.

Maybe they were
going to do her taxes.

Both: Or her divorce.

We'll never get anything
out of her attorney

unless we get creative.

Like, uh...

Like, uh, hey...

I work over at the, uh,

the hancock drug
counter, you know,

it's across the
street from, like, uh,

commissioner's office, see...

And, like, I'm all
the time seeing, um,

Mr. Crenshaw come
in there with this, uh,

blonde with the
split ends, ya know?

So I says to Mrs.
crenshaw, hey, honey,

I think that this Mr. C.'S

been messing around
on you, ya know?

So, anyway, like I
says to Mrs. Crenshaw,

look, honey, it's fine. I'll
come down and, you know,

make a statement or something,

whatever you
want, it's no problem.

We're not working

on the crenshaw
divorce action any longer

because Mrs. Crenshaw was
killed earlier this morning.

It was on the radio.

Ain't life a peach pit.

Just what the hell
is going on here?

Uh, Mrs. Crenshaw asked
this woman to come in

and be deposed on
the divorce case.

I just told her about
Mrs. Crenshaw's death.

I demand to see
your identification.

I'm real hungry, ace.

And I'm sure you're gonna
stop all this demanding

unless you plan on
growing 5 or 6 inches

in the next 2 or 3 seconds.

Come on, cel, honey, these
aren't very nice people.

No kidding. Let me get my purse.

So the loving couple
was getting a divorce, huh?

The commissioner sort
of forgot to tell us that

this morning when
we were over there.

Yeah, well, maybe he was
just a little too upset.

Yeah, perhaps.

Tell you what.

I think we ought to find out

what all these checks
to Manny roth are for.

Yeah, it's either that
or early retirement.

Huh.

Manny roth. I remember this guy.

He was an accounts
receivable specialist

for bad Bob Austin.

The loan shark?

Yeah. He used to
make cash register

with a baseball bat.

He once killed a guy
collecting a $100 loan.

He's not gonna
be easy to talk to.

He lacks a cooperative spirit.

How about a little
good cop, bad cop?

I'll be the bad cop.

I've had 5 partners,

and every time we
play good cop, bad cop,

I was the bad cop.

That's sort of my thing.

I do a great bad cop.

You mean you used
to do a great bad cop.

This time you're
gonna do the good cop.

The hell I am.

The hell you aren't.

Don't tell me.

You two are a couple of
oinkers from downtown.

I ain't done nothing.

So shove off.

Let's get something
straight right now, Manny.

I haven't got any
sense of humor.

I live to hassle bums like you.

You want some trouble from me?

I'll park outside this
little rat hole of yours,

and I'll start
spending your cash.

I will write you up on
fire regs, access codes...

You name it, I'm gonna find it.

Calm down, McCall.

Well, where does
this bag of wind get off

calling us oinkers, huh?

I think we ought to cut this
ball of slime down to size.

You'll have to
excuse my partner.

She's had a tough week.

We're here to check
up on a client of yours,

Mrs. Crenshaw.

Uh, Dee Dee, could I
have a few minutes here?

Would you wait for
me in the unit, please?

That's real cute, the
way you two do this.

I don't talk to pigs.

Now, get out of here
before I call my attorney.

I don't think you scared him.

Want to trade?

I'm not through yet.

I told you to get out of here.

I said get out of here!

I'm the best friend
you've got in this room.

So maybe you'd
better talk to me.

Are you insane?

That's a possibility.

Now, Mrs. Crenshaw
hired you to do something.

Why don't you start from there?

She's had her 2
practice swings, Manny.

Now she's gonna
try it out on you.

That used to be your
specialty, didn't it, Manny?

Busting guys with that thing?

Just let me go, will ya?

Just let me go.

Now, Mrs. Crenshaw hired you

to follow the
commissioner, right?

Because she thought
he was having an affair?

She didn't want her
husband followed.

She wanted me to
follow his tennis coach.

Why?

She told me she was
having an affair with him.

Tennis coach was
in love with her,

she tried to break it off,

the guy goes all nuts.

Starts saying he's
gonna kill her husband.

Go on.

I followed the guy
for a few weeks.

Seemed to calm down ok.

That was that.

Mrs. Crenshaw was
killed this morning, Manny.

That makes this a
homicide investigation.

And as the 2
oinkers on this case,

you try to leave town

and we're gonna do the ham
hock polka on top of your head.

It's the truth, I swear it.

Manny, if you get that
urge to leave town...

Fight it real hard, ok?

So what do you want to do?

We got 2 choices.

We can stake out our
beloved commissioner...

Bad career move, but
maybe the right one.

Or we can sit on Lance Lane

and see what he's doing
when he's not serving up

those furry little white balls
to people in tailored shorts.

Well, if we decide to let
the commissioner drift

and camp out on Lance,

would that make us
chicken-hearted scaredy cats?

Yeah.

But let's do it anyway.

Hey. Lance is leaving.

Boy, here's a piece
of luck, hunter.

Your car is gonna
fit right in here.

There's my boy. I do
have something for you.

You have something for me?

The first payment, huh?

Manny.

Halt! Police!

I want my attorney now!

Shut up!

Do you know what's
going on around here?

I'm lost.

I admit it.

Cain: You don't seem to
get the point, hunter.

I don't care what
you and McCall think.

The case is closed, the killer
is dead, and all the pieces fit.

No, they don't. It just
doesn't quite track for me.

Well, it tracks for me.

Lance Lane was
jealous of Connie.

He wanted to marry her, and he
planned to get rid of her husband.

So he tried to kill the commissioner,
and he got Connie by mistake.

Manny roth confirms it. He is
giving his statement right now.

Well, we think Manny's lying.

I said it tracks for me, hunter.

Then what was Manny
doing in a junkyard

handing an envelope
over to Lance?

It looked like he expected
a payoff, maybe blackmail.

But then Lance tries
to kill Manny. Why?

What did Manny have on Lance?

Manny roth says there was no
envelope, you two say there was.

So where is it?

Lance and it burned
up in the junkyard.

Oh, excuse me all to hell.

Lance and the envelope
burned up. That's great.

Don't close the case,
captain. Leave it open.

Commissioner crenshaw
wants it closed.

So tell him to sit on
his hat. This is our case.

Commissioner crenshaw killed
his wife... now, you listen, hunter...

Because she was running
around with Lance Lane.

He put the dynamite underneath
the hood of his own car,

parked his car where his
wife would have to move it.

Why?

Because she was
getting a divorce.

Says who?

She was seeing a divorce
attorney by the name of shriver.

We can subpoena his files.

You'll never get that
paper through the system.

There's not a judge in this town
that will sign that subpoena.

Attorney/client files
are privileged information.

It's a community
property estate.

If she divorces him, she
gets half his net worth.

Now, I ran it through
Dunn & Bradstreet.

He's worth $20 million.

I think 10 million bucks
is pretty good motive.

Ok, so if commissioner
crenshaw killed his wife

like you two say he did,

why was Manny roth
blackmailing Lance,

who hasn't got 20 million bucks?

Seems to me Manny roth would be
blackmailing commissioner crenshaw.

You got a way to explain that?

You're right. It doesn't
seem to make any sense.

This case is off the sheet.

Lance Lane did the
murder, Lance Lane is dead,

we move on.

You got that?

Are you quite clear on that?

Yeah.

Well, I hear you two did
some fine police work.

I... I just can't believe
that Lance tried to kill me.

Neither can we.

Uh, excuse me.

Excuse me. I thought that, uh...

I... I thought that, well,
Lance did kill my wife.

I thought the case was closed.

That's just 'cause you had the
juice to get it closed, commissioner.

We both know who killed
your wife. It wasn't Lance.

What exactly are
you insinuating?

We got questions, lots of 'em,

like, uh, why didn't you rent a
tuxedo for the mayor's party?

What? You had a
black-tie dinner to go to

and you didn't rent a tuxedo,

and that's because you knew
your wife was gonna be dead.

And a man doesn't go
to a black-tie dinner

on the night his wife
has been murdered.

Are you out of
your mind, sergeant?

I resent this entire
conversation.

What are you so
afraid of, commissioner?

That is it!

The two of you are
up on a trial board.

You're both
suspended without pay.

Leave your shields and your
weapons with the watch commander.

You know, captain,

you're always talking
about the system,

how impartial it is.

Well, this scumball blew
his wife halfway to tarzana.

And just because he's
the mayor's tennis partner

or some damn thing,

we have to back off.

Forget it, hunter, you're
wasting your breath.

Oh, there's a piece
of good news,

not burned at all.

Nice working with you.

Get back to work!

Get back to work!

I fed the cops a phony story.

Told them your old lady
hired me to follow Lance

because she was afraid he was
jealous and he might kill you.

Kept the heat off
of you, Mr. Big shot.

You had your boy try to kill me.

Oh, I don't have to sit here
and put up with all this.

Hey.

Magoo, this is a whole new game.

It don't make no difference
that Lance is dead.

You and him killed your wife,

and I've got the
pictures that tell why.

We'll settle up in payments...

100,000 a month.

I'll call you, let you
know how and when.

I'm not gonna let you
pressure me forever.

I want the negatives.

See, blackmail's an art.

It's an art, like...

Chinese water painting.

Sure, you squeeze too
hard, you kill the patient.

But I'm very good.

I squeeze just hard enough

so you'd always rather pay

than face the heat.

I'll go to the
police. I'll confess.

Wanna bet?

Uh... his wife owed me
for the last 2 weeks.

He's gonna pay me later.

Oh, and you had to meet in the bottom
of the garage to discuss that, huh?

Yeah. You got that
part real solid, honey.

Get used to it. We're
going wherever you go,

taking pictures,
and writing it down.

We'll send you copies
if they come out.

You two are suspended.

Oh, I know, but we love this
city, and we hate injustice.

So this was on the house.

Shall we follow him?

No. I think he's gonna go home

and try to figure
out what to do next.

Lance's funeral is today.
I think we should go.

Why?

Well, you're known by
the company you keep.

I think we can find
out about Lance.

Let's go.

McCall: Isn't that Mark leyland?

Well, well, if it isn't the
prince of the chicken hawks.

Probably here to
spit on the coffin.

Let me handle this. Mark?

Well, what do we have here,

ratwoman and her
drooling companion ratfink.

I didn't know that Lance
was one of your boys.

I don't talk to cops.

Hey, look, I can arrange
to have a black and white

parked outside one of
your little bath houses

for a couple of weeks.

That would play
hell with business.

Lance is dead. I don't think

there's much more
any of us can do to him.

I gave him his tennis
lessons. I paid for them.

Oh, that was nice.

So Lance was one of your boys?

Yes, years ago,
when he was younger.

Oh, you mean, like about 16?

You never understood
us, sergeant.

You've got all your bourgeois
calvinistic supremacy hang-ups.

I don't need a sermon from you.

You sell 15-year-old boys

to wealthy old men for money.

That doesn't make you a
freedom fighter, just a pimp.

In god's eyes, we're all equal.

I'll bet you the boss
sees it real different.

Are you through with
me, sergeant McCall?

For a while, anyway.

That's the missing piece,
isn't it? Lance is gay.

I'll bet you commissioner
crenshaw is gay.

He and Lance were
having an affair,

Mrs. Crenshaw hired Manny
roth to follow the commissioner,

and he got some nice,
juicy shots on him.

Mrs. Crenshaw files for divorce,

is going to name
Lance corespondent,

the commissioner's life... he's
financially and socially ruined,

so he and Lance
kill Mrs. Crenshaw.

And Manny roth, in
pure slime-city fashion,

makes an extra set of prints,

and he's got a blackmail scheme.

Yeah, it works for me,
but it's only circumstantial.

Boy, I'd sure like to have a
set of those photographs.

I tell you, I feel
sorry for the guy.

Yeah.

Which one,

Lance or the commissioner?

Lance. To come to L.A.
looking for glitter

and some slut like Mark
leyland gets ahold of him,

he corrupts him,

and then it's just one slippery
slide from here to there.

You can't change
what's in people, Dee Dee.

I just get tired of throwing
garbage out into the wind

and watching it blow back.

I've got a theory about that.

See, there's this
little hole up here,

and if you shovel it just right,

you'll get one or two
pieces to drop down into it

and stay down.

And that's what we're
trying to do, isn't it,

get those one or two
pieces to stay down?

I'd sure like to
get Mark leyland.

Ah, he's pretty smart.

Well, I'll tell you what.

Let's throw this little spitball
back at the commissioner

and see what happens, huh?

Works for me.

You missed Lance's
funeral, commissioner.

Get off my car!

It was a pretty
nice service, too,

if you can get past all
the male hustlers, pimps,

and chicken hawks. I don't
know what you're talking about!

Oh, come on,
commissioner, it's the 1980s.

It's time to accept
your feelings,

come to terms
with what they are.

Morals are changing
and so is the law.

There's nothing to be afraid
of or ashamed of anymore.

I think you should have
faced it and dealt with it,

instead of killing
your wife to hide it.

Leave me alone!

Just leave me the hell alone!

I've got people I can call!

You can't do this to me!

You simply cannot!

Sure, we can.

I think this guy's
coming unwrapped.

I'll watch him, you take Manny.

You know, I kinda
feel funny about this.

I still can't forget
Connie crenshaw.

Yeah. She's in the ground,

and all she tried to do was
get out of a bad marriage.

Yeah. I'll be on channel 70.

Right.

Captain Cain, please.

Hiya, boys.

You're under arrest,
hunter, obstruction of justice.

Obstruction of justice?

Cain says to charge you with it until
he can come up with something better.

You packing, sergeant?

Yeah.

I'd like the gun, please.

I'll have to cuff you.

Well, I... I guess I
underestimated him.

Commissioner: I tell you, they
know absolutely all of it.

Now, I've got to
have those pictures.

I have to know that
they're destroyed.

You been to the bank?
You got the money?

I've got it, but I cannot just
buy one picture at a time.

I've got to destroy them all.

I tell you what, bring
the money and we'll see.

Maybe I'll have a change
of heart. And, commissioner,

I got friends who love me

and who will open an
envelope and send it to the D.A.

If I don't come home to dinner.

You try one more stunt
like you did with pretty boy,

I'll triple the price,
and I'll sink you, man.

I'll be alone.

Where?

All right, there's a
warehouse at 2200 broadview.

It belongs to my cousin.

You go out there
right now and wait.

I took you off the
case. I suspended you.

I've got the motive. I've
got the missing piece.

You disobey every
direct order I give you.

I'm a cop. What
do you think I am?

Oh, you're a politician.

I'm a... i'm... what
did you call me?

You heard me.

I'm sorry, Rick. I was in court.

I got here as soon as I could.

What is it this time?

Well, I was minding
my own business,

listening to the radio,

and Cain rolls 2 black and
whites and has me arrested.

After I gave you a direct
order to close this case.

You disobeyed my direct order.

I'm not under your command,
sir, you suspended me, remember?

What's the charge against
my client, just for the record?

Obstructing justice.

Come on, captain. If you closed the
case, there's nothing to obstruct.

Damn straight.

I don't like being
threatened by attorneys.

Captain, what you
like or don't like

interests me not in the least.

Now, if you try and lay a
specious charge on my client,

I will have you in court so fast
you'll think I did it with mirrors.

Go get 'em, Gail. Hey, hunter...

Don't make things any
worse. Just be quiet.

Here are some precedents

in obstructing justice
cases in this state:

Lyle vs. Long beach P.D.,

samamon vs. The San
Diego district attorney,

the krupp/mitchell
defense, it's circled in red.

It's kind of heavy reading,

but the decision is a monster.

So here we are, captain,

the old fish-or-cut-bait moment.

Pick a strategy.

Get out of here, hunter.

I set your trial
board for Tuesday.

You and McCall will
be heard together.

Hunter, there's got
to be an easier way.

Thanks for blowing
him back for me.

God bless the good old
krupp/mitchell decision.

I never heard of it.

I made it up.

He looked like he was teetering.

Krupp is my butcher, Mitchell
runs the produce counter.

You're my kind of lady lawyer.

Thanks.

McCall: Hunter, this
is McCall, channel 70.

Hunter, this is
McCall, channel 70.

There's a situation brewing.

McCall, this is hunter.
Where are you?

Get a move on,
hunter, it's going down.

You're close. I'm at a
warehouse at 2200 broadview.

I'm going in.

I'm on my way.

You have the pictures?

You came prepared, I see.

Look, we're both tough guys.

If I die, you fry,

so don't get any ideas.

Commissioner: How do I know
you didn't make copies?

Manny: Well... ha ha... that's always
a tough one to answer, Larry.

I guess if I call you in a
month and ask for more money,

you'll know I made another set.

And if I don't call you,

you'll know I didn't.

I don't believe
there is any letter.

I think you're working
strictly by yourself.

So I think I'm gonna take a
chance and call your bluff.

Larry. I'm gonna finish you.

I don't need to live like this.

Freeze! Police!

Who's shooting at whom?

I think it's a free-for-all.

Works for me.

Aah! Aah!

I give up! Don't... don't...
Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

Then turn around.

Hi.

I can give you money,

lots of it.

Nobody will ever know.

This is corny, and I even
feel stupid saying it,

but I'd know, commissioner.

Besides, the best things in
life are free, commissioner...

Or are they?

I've canceled the trial board,

I've had you reinstated,
including back pay.

Thank you, captain.

We're never going to be
eating off the same plate

'cause we don't see
the job the same way.

Look, captain, you
know, I was thinking...

I am talking! You
want to shut up?

What I'm trying to say is

I was wrong about this case,

but I was not wrong
about you two.

You got lucky and
you saved your butts,

but that doesn't
change anything.

Yeah? He did?

I'll be right there.

That was the big chief.
I gotta get upstairs.

Should we clear watch, captain?

Yeah, yeah, fine, fine.

Ortega: You got the
call. You take it.

I'm not going over there.

That joint's a sewer, man.

I didn't get the call, Ortega.

You were sitting
at hunter's desk,

and it was transferred to you.

Ok, then, hunter's got the call.

Hey, hunter, you're up.

Hey, listen, I don't want to
sound like I'm ducking or anything,

but every time I
used to work vice,

I got the heebie-jeebies
when I went over to that place.

What's the problem, Ortega?

We got another grounder.

Mark leyland, the guy
who runs these bath houses,

he shot one of his clients,

a fight over one of those
boys that work over there.

The blues don't
want it on their desk.

They want a homicide dick
over there on the double.

I don't believe this.
The timing is perfect.

This is too good to be true.

Don't worry about
it, guys. We'll take it.

No job is too
scummy and all that.

We're here to serve
this community.

You want this grounder?

Hunter: Mm-hmm.

Ok, this time we do it right.

We observe every technicality,
we read leyland his rights,

I'll bring the shovel.

What the hell are
you talking about?

See, we shovel garbage, Tony.

See, there's this
little hole out there.

If you shovel it just right,

leyland is gonna drop
right down in that hole.

Works for me.

Those two guys are weird.

No. That's just the head hunter

and the brass cupcake,

and they make their
own kind of music.

This is l-56, hunter and
McCall, midwatch clear.

Dispatcher: L-56,
midwatch clear.