All language subtitles for Hunter S01E06 - Flight on a Dead Pigeon

Uncle Pete! No!

I want that kid.

Forget it.

I'm not gonna start
chasing pigeons around.

I'll take the reins
on this one, McCall.

Ow! Hey!

Ruffy's the only one who
knows how to run the birds.

Police!

All right, where is she?

If this girl has been kidnapped

due to your negligence...

They got ruffy.

Hit it, man! Cops!

Looks like our little
bird flew the Coop.

Works for me.

No cheating, yank.

You got to circle
till I get on my bike, ok?

Good luck!

I'm going to beat
you home, yank.

Hey, old yank, looks
like you found me.

Say, old pal, don't you know

that a gentleman
always lets his lady win?

Pete!

Pete!

Pete! Did I beat
him? Did I beat yank?

I knew I could beat ya.

Do you think he let
me win, uncle Pete?

Gee, I figure a
win is a win, ruffy,

no matter how you come by it.

That's not why I always
take your socks in gin rummy.

Come on. We got
to feed the birds.

Look at 'em. No matter
how much you feed 'em,

they always act like
they're starving to death.

Well, maybe they're just
tired of being cooped up, Pete.

Maybe you ought to
let them out for a while.

Oh, sure, so
they'll all fly back

to their old roost
in Agoura, huh?

Why don't you train
them to fly here like yank?

I'm gonna do that,
ruffy, pretty soon, but...

Pretty soon.

Uh, ruffy.

Uh, look, honey,
why don't you, uh,

go down to the market,
get us a couple of big,

thick, juicy steaks
for dinner, huh?

Steaks? Yeah.

Sure!

Did you hit an exacta
or something, Pete?

Yeah, I hit an exacta.

Take yank with you. Come on.

Take care of him, now, ok?

Ok.

Get going. Get going.

Here's your stuff.

We're even, and I'm out.

It's all there.

I wouldn't touch that stuff.

Look, I'd appreciate it
if you were out of here

by the time the kid shows up.

You know what I'm thinking?

I'm thinking what a shame it is

you went to all this trouble

to train these
smart little birds

to fly in our
merchandise for us,

and now you want to retire 'em.

I'm done...

Through. We're even.

For how long?

Till your next sure thing
breaks down in the stretch?

You know so much
about running birds,

do it yourself.

Know what I think, fellas?

I think old petey boy here

is looking for a bigger
piece of the action.

Yeah.

I think so.

The last thing I want to hear

is some horse-playin'
rummy getting greedy,

so from now on, you're
gonna do what I say,

and you're gonna do it for free!

You can't do a thing
without the birds!

If I say no, it's no!

You don't even know
where they land!

Grab him! Grab him!

Aah!

Aah! Aah! Aah!

He was trying to
let the birds go.

You saw it!

Grab those damn
cages, load the birds up,

and let's get the
hell out of here!

But we don't know
how to run 'em.

I think I know someone
that's gonna help us.

Uncle Pete! No!

Uncle Pete!

Oh, no!

You wouldn't want
to do me a favor,

would you, McCall?

If you want to do my nails over,

I'll type your report.

You're a police officer.

You shouldn't have nails.

Sergeant hunter? I'm
ruffy. Ruffy Collier.

And I want to file a
stolen property report.

Well, honey, you're
in the wrong place.

I work homicide.

You want to talk to
somebody in burglary.

You are sergeant
Rick hunter, aren't you?

I was this morning.

Your cousin Jilly, my bookmaker,

he said that you were
the best cop on the force

and that I should talk to you.

Jilly's your bookmaker, too?

Actually, he used to handle

some of my uncle Pete's action,

and I used to help
him make his picks,

but uncle Pete fell off
the roof and was killed,

and somebody swiped
the rest of his pigeons.

And I now want
to file a complaint

so that you could
help find them.

Pigeons, huh?

Ok, who put her up to this?

Delgado?!

Look, honey, i'd
like to help you out,

but I'm real busy right now.

They stole the
rest of his pigeons,

and nobody wants to help me.

Nice going, hunter.

Hmm.

Your uncle Pete gambled a lot?

I guess. Benny called
him a degenerate.

I think that means
he gambled a lot.

Who's Benny?

A friend.

So uncle Jilly's taking bets

on pigeon races, huh?

Uncle Pete never bet on pigeons.

He bet on horses and
football and basketball.

Lucky for them

those birds can
live on chicken feed,

considering the odds Jilly pays.

Hunter. Look, honey,

I know how important
these birds are to you,

and we'd like to
help you out and all,

but I got to be honest with you.

As far as the police
department's concerned

and the law,

this is a very petty crime.

Do you understand
what I'm saying?

You're not gonna help
me find out who took 'em

and get 'em back.

The captain
wouldn't authorize it.

The birds aren't worth enough

to justify the time
of 2 police officers.

Those pigeons are worth
from $100 to $300 apiece.

And, yank, I could get
$700 for him as a breeder.

How many birds did you
say there were again?

McCall.

About 30, not counting yank.

Well, I think we could go
by the loft on our way home.

Come on.

Hunter. Forget it.

I'm not gonna start
chasing pigeons around.

Why don't you two go on up?

I'll check in.

This is l-56 McCall.

I need some information
on somebody.

Patch me in to records, please.

Dispatcher: L-56, stand by.

Ruffy, isn't it possible

that somebody left
the cage doors open

and the birds flew away?

Somebody took them. The
carrying cages are gone.

And anyway, if
somebody did let them go,

only yank would come back.

Because, you see,

yank was retrained to this Coop,

and if something
happened to this Coop,

yank would fly
back to his old home.

And the other birds
wouldn't fly back here?

Not yet. They hadn't
been here long enough

to find out that this
is their real home.

Uncle Pete just got 'em.

Ruffy, you said your
uncle Pete gambled a lot.

Was he in hock to the bookies?

For a long time, but
he got healthy again

just before his accident.

He'd been living on
beans for a month.

Then, all of a sudden,

he sends me out
to buy some steaks.

He must've hit a big one.

Hunter.

I ran a check on
the girl's uncle...

Pete Collier.

The autopsy report showed
that he died of a broken neck,

probably the result of the fall.

He had an open pint of
bourbon in his pocket,

but the blood test
showed under .01,

so he wasn't drunk.

So we've got a
degenerate gambler,

who, according to
ruffy, was tapped out.

And he happens
to own $9,000 worth

of racing pigeons.

Gonna help me find
my pigeons for me?

I think it's time

we take you home now, ruffy.

Well, we can't run a
police investigation

with you tagging
along, you know.

Investigation?

Come on. Those
birds are probably...

Those birds are probably
somewhere by now.

Come on. Let's go.

Do we get to ride in
the police car again?

Could we run the
siren this time?

We'll be lucky if the
lousy car starts this time.

That's it!

You don't have to
walk me to the door.

I'm 10, you know, and besides,

I don't want to
worry my parents,

coming home in a
police car and all.

Bye.

They'll hardly recognize
this as a police car.

You think we're saps
for running this down.

I'm a homicide detective,

not Dr. Dolittle.

We may have a homicide.

It's obvious what
could've happened.

One of Pete's gambling
debts caught up with him,

and they grabbed
his only assets.

Ruffy said those birds
were worth over $9,000.

Well, I wouldn't believe
everything she says,

'cause she's not going home.

There she is!

Hey, sweetie, should you
be on your own like this?

4062 tiverton road,

and you don't have
to drop the meter

if you don't want to.

Yes, ma'am.

Police!

You ok?

Yeah. What'd they
want with that kid?

Good question.

Real good question.

What do you mean, you
don't know where she is?

What kind of answer is that?

We got to make that run

or they're going to fold up shop

on the other side of the border.

Then we'll be out the
money and the shipment.

Which one of you 2 guys wants

to explain that
to our creditors?

You don't understand.
These two were cops.

You don't understand!

What, the two of you
just float out of the sky?

Huh? What do you think, they're
going to slap our wrists for this?

We're gonna all wind up as
mincemeat in some local butcher shop.

Now you two hit every
place where that kid might be

and then some. I want that kid.

She's the only one that
knows how to run those birds

and where they're
going to fly into.

And those 2
gunslingers we ran into,

we just forget about
'em? That ain't so easy.

Listen, man, I've
heard about hunter.

I don't care what you heard.

You two guys find that kid!

This is what she
said, 6042 tiverton.

What do we owe you?

Always wanted to help the law.

Besides, the kid
took care of it.

Here you go.

Driver: Thank you.

Yeah.

Ok, wicks. 10 across on
rubberneck in the third.

Can I help you?

Yeah. Is your name Benny?

Yeah. Uh... what do you want?

We're looking for a little
girl named ruffy Collier.

So am I supposed to...

Ok, sport, i'm
looking for that girl,

and I'd better find her in
primo condition real quick,

otherwise I'm going to
be sorry all over you.

No! No! Please don't hurt him!

Leave him alone!
Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm all right, sweetheart.

It's all right, baby.
It's all right, baby.

All right, sweetheart.

After her parents died, it was
foster homes and juvenile hall.

The usual bit. Then
Pete found her.

Nobody from the social welfare

never came looking for you?

Sure, they did, but
Pete took care of 'em.

Pete was a warm, decent,
wonderful human being,

a sweetheart, but he
was a degenerate gambler.

Who did Pete owe, do you know?

Every book in town.

About 3 months ago, he told
me he was stuck over 30,000.

He was in that deep, and
they still carried him?

Nah. They sold off his
markers, a quarter a dollar,

to... would you believe
this... Jake Henderson.

Jake Henderson?

He breaks kneecaps for a living.

Since when has he
been buying up markers?

He bought up Pete's, and
a funny thing happened.

The two of them wound up partners in a
scheme that Pete said would get him even.

Like what? He didn't say,

and me, I don't ask
such questions,

but it was plain that
Pete didn't like it.

They're going to put ruffy in
another foster home, aren't they?

What else?

If you want her, you
could file an application

with the child
welfare department.

I'd give my right arm,

but what happens
when they investigate

and find out what
I did for a living?

Ruffy, it's time to
go, sweetheart.

I want to stay with
my uncle Benny.

You will, sweetheart.
We'll work it out somehow.

You'll let me know where she
is and what's happening, please?

Sure, Benny.

Yeah.

I'm going to turn on
my answering machine.

Then I'll turn the volume up.

And that way, if I
call, you hear my voice.

You'll be able to pick up
the phone and talk to me, ok?

Mm-hmm.

Are you tired, ready for a nap?

I bet I have a lot of new
stuff to dream about

after what's happened today.

I'll bet you do, too.

Ok. Come on. Put
your head up here.

Here. He wants to
take a nap with you.

Sleep tight, kid.

You know, we really should

turn her over to the
child welfare people.

Been to juvenile hall lately?

Yeah.

All right. What do you say

we go see what Jake Henderson
was doing with Pete Collier?

Good idea.

McCall?

You know, maybe one of us
better cover the back door,

in case Jake tries to
boogie out of here.

Ok. It's your idea,
your job. I'll go in.

Now, wait a minute.

It's a pretty rough
place in there.

Ok. We'll flip a coin.

All right. We'll use my coin.

Heads.

Heads.

You cheat.

Next time we'll use your
coin, the one with 2 tails.

Now, come on. Let's go.

Besides, you look like a cop.

They'll never make me.

Men: It's the cops!

Come on!

I don't think you're going to
get very far without this, Jake.

Ow!

Hey!

Ok, Jake, now tell me why

you bought up all of
Pete Collier's markers.

Pete Collier? I
never heard of him.

Aah!

How's your hearing now, Jake?

So I picked up a
few of his markers.

So what? I figured Pete Collier

was due for a change of luck,

and at 25 cents on the dollar,

how much can I lose, right?

Yeah, well, his luck
ran out altogether.

It happens.

You didn't get hurt,
though, did you?

The way I figure,
you're just about even.

You spent 7,500 buying
up those markers,

but you must've pulled
in at least that much

when you unloaded Pete's birds.

What birds?

Ow! Oh, you mean the pigeons.

I heard they flew away.

Yeah, well, if you happen
to see them flying overhead,

you'll be sure to let
us know, won't you, Jake?

Yeah.

Get out of here!

I think he's going to
go tell on you, hunter.

Yeah. It'd be real
nice to know to who.

Come on.

This is how we used to do it

when we were
busting bookies in vice.

Here we go. 555-77... 21.

Deacon, Jake.

What the hell did
you get me into?

What are you talking about?

I just got shoved around by a
hard-nosed cop name of hunter.

Now, I ain't standing
still for this.

Deacon, I'm telling you.

Cool it, Jake. Just
cool it. Did he bust you?

No, but, uh...

Then what are you worried about?

He's just blowing smoke.

If he flashes his
badge again, call me.

You didn't tell him
nothing, did you?

Of course not!

Hey, there's no
connection to you at all.

Ok. I'll talk to you later.

Ok. That's nabor's
feed and grain

on San Fernando road, right?

Dispatcher: That's
a Roger, l-56.

Thanks, Lucille. L-56 out.

Oh, whoa. No, no, no. Whoa.

You're not getting
into my car with that.

It doesn't go with
the upholstery.

You're so picky.

This sauce is going to
eat right through my paint.

Why do you have all of that?

I bought a couple extra
chili dogs for ruffy.

She doesn't have it tough
enough being a homeless orphan?

Look, I ran that number
down that Jake called.

Are you ready for this?

It belongs to a
nabor's feed and grain

out in the northwest valley.

It's owned and operated
by a guy named Carl Deacon.

You know what else?

There was a sack of
pigeon feed in Pete's loft

with their name on it.

Ok. Well, why don't you
finish your... whatever,

and we'll go check it out.

Dispatcher: L-56, stand
by for a patch call

from your precinct
captain. Stand by, please.

Captain: Hunter, where are you?

Captain, this is McCall.

Hunter is out of
the car right now.

Can I help?

Yeah, I got a real upset lady
from child welfare on my phone

wanting to know what you two
have done with one of their charges.

I suggest you explain it to her.

Hold on while I patch
her call in to you.

Great. Ok. Now,
what do I tell her?

Tell them you can't hear
because your radio doesn't work.

Hunter, this is
my car, not yours.

In my car, everything works.

Except the radio.

I'll take the reins
on this one, McCall.

You don't even want
this case, remember?

You said, "I'm not going to
chase after a bunch of birds."

You remember that?

This case is obviously bigger
than a bunch of missing birds.

I think we should
do it my way, McCall.

Otherwise, somebody's going to
find out you've been harboring a child

that should be in the custody
of the child welfare department.

You went along with it.
You were an accomplice.

But she's in your apartment.

Would you like to
come in and watch?

Deacon: Coming!

Carl Deacon?

Yeah. What do you want?

A mutual friend sent
me over to see you.

Jake Henderson.

About what?

He said you'd make me a heck
of a deal on some pigeons.

I don't sell pigeons.

Only feed, a few quail,
and some loft equipment.

That's all.

Come on. I was
standing right there

when he made the phone call.

You're a cop, right?

He made you, too.

What do you think tipped it off?

Was it something you said or
did, or maybe it was just instinct?

Oh, I think it was instinct.

Like me, I've got it, too,

only on the other
side of the fence.

Like right now I think you're
lying to me about those birds

and that maybe
they're right here.

I don't have to dance
around with you, cop,

so get lost.

McCall: We'd really like to
see those birds, Deacon.

They belong to a little girl.

Now, you don't mind if
we look around, do you?

If you got a warrant, you
can look till your eyes pop out.

If not, there's the door.

You want a paper? I'll get
the judge to issue me a paper,

but I got to be honest
with you, Deacon.

The next time I leave here,

this place isn't
going to be this neat.

And if you lied to me
about what you had to do

with Pete Collier's dying from
bad credit and a broken neck,

you're going to need
some rearranging, too.

What'd you tell Miguel?

Well, tell him we're going to be
down there tomorrow, like we said,

and he better have
the stuff ready.

Yeah, yeah, hasta la
bye-bye to you, too.

How are we going to do that?

Do what?

Go down there tomorrow?

We're gonna fly down there
in the airplane, how else?

You know what i'm
saying, without the kid?

She's dropped into a black hole.

She shouldn't be
that hard to find.

Where the hell
could that kid be?

At a friend of Pete's, right?

And how many friends can
a deadbeat like Pete have?

Aw, I don't know, Deacon.

Oh, another country heard
from. What's your problem?

Look, she's just a little girl.

You're kidding. I thought
she was your grandmother.

Let me tell you guys something.

The people that put up the
money for this run want that dope,

and if we don't deliver it, we're
all going to wind up in a cemetery.

Any other problems?

Ok. Let's go.

There you are, hunter.

Captain's been looking
all over for you two.

Been running down
those missing pigeons,

have we been? Ha ha.

Captain, huh?

Uh-oh, bogeys at 12 o'clock.

Hunter, McCall.

This is miss rankin.

These are the 2 officers
you want to talk to.

Miss rankin is with the
child welfare department.

I'm looking for Teresa Collier.

Have you tried missing persons?

Uh-uh, you two are not going
to smoke this one past me.

Now, everybody saw you leave
here this morning with the girl.

Oh, ruffy. They mean ruffy.

Why didn't you say so?

I have a court order
to pick up that child.

Do you have a foster
home ready for her?

My job is to pick
up Teresa Collier

and take her into custody.

The girl is a truant
and a runaway.

Ha. That's a laugh.

She's got nothing to
run away from or to.

A kid that age? A foster home
could take weeks, maybe months.

Captain, I demand that
you order these two

to tell me where I
can find that girl.

I'm sorry, but an attempt has
been made to kidnap that girl.

She's also a possible
witness in a crime,

so she's been placed
under police protection

until this investigation
is complete,

unless you want to be
responsible for what happens

when the men looking
for her find her.

Yeah.

I didn't know
anything about this,

but I think, under
the circumstances,

the girl should remain
under police protection.

Well, I at least
have to see her first.

I have to report
back the conditions

in which she's being held

and who will be the
supervising guardian.

Ruffy?

Ruffy?

Teresa?

Teresa, it's miss rankin
from child welfare.

Teresa.

All right, where is she?

Sergeant, if this girl
has been kidnapped

due to your negligence...

Well, she wasn't grabbed,

and she took yank with her.

Looks like our little
bird flew the Coop.

Why?

Captain: I've been trying to reach
you and your partner all day.

I still got that lady from
the child welfare department,

and we know you have that girl.

Now call me or get
your butt in here.

Man: Hey, Dee Dee, I just
wanted to give you a call

and let you know
that last night was...

Well, uh...

Anyway, at least we
know she's all right.

Yeah, but for how long?

If she's in danger,

the last place she needs
to be is on the streets.

A little girl with a birdcage

shouldn't be too hard
to find, now should she?

Benny's. Benny's.

Benny! Ruffy!

Benny, groaning: Over
here. Over here.

Hunter.

They got ruffy.

Who?

I don't know. They got her.

How many of them were there?

There were 2, a big
one and a bigger one.

Easy, easy.

I'm all right,
I'm all right. Ok.

This is sergeant McCall requesting
an ambulance at 6042 tiverton.

Right.

Ambulance is on its way.

Go find her. Get her
back, please. I'll be ok.

You sure?

I'll be ok.

Well, you can relax, McCall.

Ain't nothing here
but us chickens.

I'd have sworn they
brought ruffy here.

They probably did.

Then where'd they take her?

Probably the same place

they took those other
pigeons that were in the Coop.

Hey, what do you
suppose this is?

Looks like a life
vest for pigeons.

You see, they put
them on the birds

when they have to
fly over the water.

You know, this does
look like something

that would fit on a pigeon.

Has little pockets here.

This is heroin.

It's Mexican brown.

Hunter, that's
what they're doing.

They're using pigeons
to transport heroin.

I guess that would work.

With Pete dead,
ruffy's the only one

who knows how to run the birds.

I'll bet you they're on the
way to Mexico right now.

Look, I'll get in touch
with immigration.

They can contact
the border patrols

in both Tijuana and tecate.

They won't have enough time
to drive to Mexico and back.

Chuck: Hello.

Yeah, Chuck?

Yeah, what can I do for you?

Yeah, I'm calling about
Mr. Deacon's airplane.

What's the matter
with you people?

How many times I gotta tell you?

It's all gassed, and the
pigeons are on board.

It is? Great. Thanks a
lot, Chuck. Just checking.

Van nuys airport. Quick.

I could show you how
to start the pigeons,

but I don't know where
uncle Pete trained 'em to land.

You see, sweetie,
either you remember

where Pete's
place was in Agoura,

or we're gonna drop
you out of the plane

along with the pigeons,

only you don't get no parachute.

Wait. Wait a minute.

Uncle Pete gave me
a picture of himself

in front of his old
place in Agoura.

Hey, look at that, will ya?

Now you don't need me
anymore. You can let me go.

Hit it, man. The cops!

That's the whole load.

This is the last pigeon.

I'm telling you, I
know this country.

There's a shopping
center a couple miles

this side of that hill,

and a new housing
development going up

5 or so miles to the other side.

All I hope is you
can find the place.

It should be easy enough
to spot from the air,

that is, if the kid's
telling us the truth.

Ah, she's too scared to lie.

If I didn't have the
cash in my own hands,

I wouldn't believe that
anybody in his right mind

would be doing
business with you guys.

You hang a million
bucks worth of dope

on a flock of pigeons?

Que estupidos.

You don't even know
where they're going to land.

Let us worry about it, ok?

You'll see us in
a couple of days

after we turn this deal.

Maybe you'll turn
this load over,

and maybe I'll hear from you.

Amigo, I got other customers

who are more of a sure thing.

Adios.

Let me tell you
something, cucuracha.

Want to trade bad attitudes?

I got one with your name on it.

All you gotta do is show
when and where I tell you to,

or my pigeon-toting
friends and I

are gonna come back down here

and stomp on some sombreros.

¿comprende, amigo?

Hey...

I got all the dope
you can buy, amigo.

Now, if that stuff
don't reach the people

who are bankrolling you,

it ain't my neck.

Vamonos.

Let's finish up
here and get out.

Now what the hell is this thing?

It's a vest they put on pigeons

so they can carry things.

You see, it's got these 2
little pockets here, captain.

We got it in the warehouse where
they were keeping the pigeons.

Pigeons with their
own little vests.

That's cute, hunter.

Well, what's all this got to do

with whether or not
the girl was kidnapped?

We think the people
using these birds

are smuggling
narcotics up from Mexico,

and they kidnapped the girl
because she's the only one

that can manage the birds.

Using pigeons to
smuggle narcotics?

If you're putting
me on, hunter...

Really. If you are
putting him on, hunter...

The police chemists
ran a check on this vest.

The preliminary
report shows traces

of pure, uncut Mexican brown.

How many birds did you
say there were involved?

There's 30, give or take.

Each bird can carry 2 ounces.

2 ounces? Big deal.

30 pigeons, each carrying
2 ounces of pure heroin,

28 grams to the
ounce, cut it 7 times

and sell it on the
street for $100 a gram,

and we come up with...

$1,000,176.

Exactly.

That would look pretty
good on my... on our,

uh, precinct report.

Drug bust that size.

Well, we might have
a problem with that.

You see, this is the
only bird we've got,

and he was trained
to land in the city.

Now, according to ruffy,

the other birds
are trained to land

in an entirely
different location.

We think that's out
at a Coop in Agoura.

Well, what are you waiting
for? Go out and pick 'em up.

We can't. Only Pete
Collier and ruffy

knew the whereabouts
of that Coop.

He's dead, and she's
been kidnapped,

obviously because she can
take Deacon right to the Coop.

Well, after we run a
house-to-house through Agoura,

Deacon and the dope
will be long gone,

and the kid will be stuffed
in a well somewhere.

You could've talked all day

without reminding us, Bernie.

I'm just being
realistic, McCall.

There goes our big bust.

You know, captain, I
think yank can help us.

If he was half
parrot and could talk.

Captain, according to ruffy,

he was originally trained
to the Agoura Coop.

Now if we can make
him go back there,

we can hang a radio
direction finder on him.

If. If your aunt had
wheels, she'd be a wagon.

Now, look, Pete
trained this bird

to land in the city Coop.

Pigeons are like cats. They
never forget where they lived,

and if the current
loft isn't acceptable,

they'll always return to
their former roosting place.

How you going to get
him to move out, hunter?

Move in a noisy neighbor
next door to him?

That's very cute, Bernie,

but I've got
something else in mind.

Let him fly.

Turn him loose, terwilliger.

Ow!

Ok. Right there.

Take her down...
The barn right there.

I'm going to go around the back

and create a diversion.

Yay!

Hold it, kid.

What the hell is this?

That looks like a transmitter.

Freeze! Police!

Stay put and put that gun down.

You ok, honey?

Yeah, I'm fine, but I don't
think he's doing so good.

Hunter, you all right?

I think I sprained my back.

That was a dumb stunt.
You could've gotten killed.

Well, it worked for her.

You guys will come
see me, won't you?

We sure will.

You betcha, ruffy.

Just as soon as you get
into your new foster home.

And you'll be sure to tell
'em where, huh, miss rankin?

Of course. It's time to go.

Give me a hug. You
take care, huh?

You, too.

Bye, honey. Bye.

Be good.

Bye.

So long, ruffy.

You, too, big guy... ow!

Damn bird. There
oughta be a law.

Good riddance.

Kids and animals don't belong
in a police station anyway.

Bernie, you better get a
shot for that right away,

otherwise you
might come down with

spichinosis of the mucket.

You must really think i'm
stupid, don't you, hunter?

Well, when you've got
me, you've got me, Bernie.

Hunter, you ever
think about having kids?

No.

Me, either.