All language subtitles for Hunter S01E19 - Sniper

We got ourselves a sniper here.

Get out of my way, Louis.

Don't be crazy,
Dennis. Give it to me.

I'm Seymour Robbins.

Internal revenue service.

This whole thing stinks.

Police! Hold it!

He wants my records
for the last 3 years.

3 years! I don't even know

where my records are
for the last week, man!

How am I supposed
to turn up 3 years?

He's only killed 10 women.

Well, he's zeroing
in on number 11,

and, McCall, I think it's you.

Hit the deck, McCall!

Why can't you learn
not to make waves?

Because I want to do it right.

Works for me.

♪ Wonder ♪

♪ when things got so bad ♪

♪ oh, but what happened
to the world we had? ♪

♪ Well, we used to be the free ♪

♪ welcome all we see ♪

♪ no matter who you'd be ♪

♪ people used to see the face ♪

♪ oh, but now we
shoot from space... ♪

No.

♪ People turned to ash ♪

♪ never knowing
when they're home ♪

♪ oh, guess you're on your own ♪

Woman: No.

♪ Brother, you're not alone ♪

♪ I can't stop ♪

♪ we can't stop ♪

♪ you can't stop ♪

♪ the end of the world ♪

♪ I can't stop ♪

♪ we can't stop ♪

♪ you can't stop ♪

♪ the end of the world ♪

♪ the end of the world ♪

♪ people... ♪

Man: We were just
standing there.

All of a sudden, she
jerks her head away,

and... and she just
goes limp in my arms.

I thought she was
having some kind of fit

or something.

And I didn't know
until I saw the blood.

You never heard the shot?

No.

And you didn't see anyone?

No.

No, but I know who did it.

It was that creep she
used to go out with,

Brad wakely. That's
the guy who did it.

You said you never saw anybody.

No, I don't need
to. I know he did it!

You see, when she
gave him the word

that they were over,
he got real crazy.

He got real mean.

He said he was
gonna get her good.

You don't happen
to have an address

on this wakely guy, do you?

I think Cheryl said
he lived in silver lake.

I don't have a street.

The shot came from up
there on that knoll, captain.

I found this.

NATO round... .223 caliber.

Ah, it could've been some kid,

sneaked his old man's
rifle out of the house,

took a potshot at a rabbit.

Been a lot of complaints

about kids hunting
in these hills.

Hey, I'm tellin' you,
it's not some kid!

It's this guy wakely!

This wasn't an accident.

This guy knew what he was doing.

He even cleared away the brush

to get a good line
down here of the girl.

That's about a downhill shot

of 300, maybe 350 yards.

This guy wasn't using

your standard g.I. Weapon.

He was using a modified
rifle with a scope.

We got ourselves a sniper here.

Hunter, let me talk
with you a minute.

Look, you be damn careful
who you say that to.

If I read, hear, or see
one word, one word about

there being a sniper
in Chandler park,

I'm gonna have your liver,

along with your
badge. You got me?

So, what do you want me to do,

go looking for this
little kid with a bb gun?

Hey, look, hunter,
we're all in it

right up to our
noses, huh? All of us.

Well, why can't you
learn not to make waves?

Because I want to do it right.

See if wakely
was in the service,

and if he qualified for weapons,

and if he did, what
his ratings were.

Already on it.

What the hell are you doing?

You're sergeant Rick hunter?

Yeah, what the hell you doing

going through my files?

I'm Seymour Robbins...

Internal revenue service.

Well, I'm gonna go check

on those files. See you later.

We have some problems

with your income tax returns

from 1980 through 1983.

1980? That's...
That's 5 years ago.

McCall, what's
going on in there?

He's being audited by the IRS.

What a shame.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

On April 27, 1980, you deducted,

as an unreimbursed
business expense,

a payment of $10
to Harry... thenose.

What was that for?

Thenose... Harry thenose...

Um... let me see that.

Oh, no, not Harry thenose.

Harry the nose.
He's a cocaine addict.

He sells drugs for a living.

You bought drugs and deducted it

as a business expense?

No, not drugs. Information.

Ah, information.

And why didn't you just use

the, uh, police
department files?

Or the computer?

I understand the city has
invested millions of dollars

in a highly sophisticated
mainframe system.

Sometimes you have to get
information very quickly.

Now, I don't have time
to come back to my desk

and go through my
files, such as you're doing,

or hit the computer
for my information.

I've got to get it from the
players right on the street.

Just a second.

Captain?

They'll tell you all about this.

This is Mr...

Robbins... Seymour t.

Hunter: Mr. Robbins
is with the IRS.

Oh, so I understand.

I trust sergeant hunter
here isn't giving you

any trouble regarding his taxes.

I don't want you to
take it easy on him

just because he's
a police officer.

Oh, I wouldn't do that.

Good. Good. We must all carry

our share of the burden.

Robbins: Uh, just a
moment, captain.

Sure.

Is it true that police officers

pay criminals for information?

Well, uh, there
are some occasions

when that might
be necessary, yes.

And the police
department condones it?

Well, perhaps not officially,

but it's always been
an accepted practice

as long as I can remember.

Within very certain
limitations, of course.

Robbins: You say that
paying police informants

is a matter of accepted policy.

Does that mean
you do it, captain?

Well, on occasion, yeah.

But, as I said before,

within very, very
narrow parameters.

And you deducted these
payments to criminals

from your income tax returns

under unreimbursed
business expenses, I assume?

You stuck the captain
with that IRS guy?

What are you, suicidal?

Well, I figure if he hasn't
killed me by now, right?

Oh, by the way, you
did a very excellent job

of getting all that
information on wakely

so quickly.

Well, it wasn't like
he was trying to hide.

He's listed right
there in the phone book.

He even gave his
right name and address

when he was pulled
over and ticketed

for speeding last month.
And he even paid the fine.

So, what you're saying is,

this guy is a solid citizen?

An old cop I once worked with

right after I got
out of the academy

once told me
that a solid citizen

is somebody who
hasn't been caught yet.

What? My old man told me that

when I was 4 years old.

Man on speaker: All right,
wakely. You're next. Go.

He's a hell of a shot, this guy.

Yeah, he's only got
one little problem...

He shoots at everything.
Cops, pedestrians.

Kids.

Man on speaker: Nice
going, hotshot.

You just killed 3 policemen,

2 innocent bystanders,

and a woman and her baby.

Yeah, well, they should've
kept their heads down!

Well, maybe you ought
to pull yours out, wakely.

Now, pick up your brass.

The rest of you
guys police the area.

Pick up anything
that's not growing.

Robert wakely?

Who's asking?

Sergeant hunter
and sergeant McCall.

We're with homicide.

So, what do you want with me?

Talk to us about Cheryl green.

She's a lyin'...

Double-dealin' little tramp
just like the rest of you.

Yeah, well, she's
different. She's dead.

Aren't you a little curious

about how she died?

Maybe he already knows.

Why don't you
talk to us, soldier?

Sergeant: Hey, hey, hey.

This man's got a
lot of work to do.

Why don't you leave him alone?

Well, we're the police.

That woman was
shot to death, wakely.

Sergeant: Hold it, kid.
Don't say a word.

You charging him or what?

Well, who are you, an attorney?

Why don't you butt out?

He's in my outfit,

and I'm gonna take care of him.

Now, trust me, kid.

You don't have to say anything

without a lawyer.

You know that, don't you?

Sergeant, you're
complicating matters.

I just wanted the kid to
know what's in the book.

Want to go by the book? Ok.

We found this man in possession

of a weapon of the same caliber

that was used to
kill his ex-girlfriend

Cheryl green.

Now, this cartridge was
fired from that weapon.

That still don't
prove that he did it.

No, you're right. It
doesn't prove that.

But it's evidence.

Now, look, we can
take you downtown.

We can hold you for
48 hours on suspicion

while we have the
lab check this out,

the rifle, anything
else we want to turn up.

That the way you
want to run it, wakely?

Don't let 'em snow you, kid.

I haven't seen Cheryl
since we broke up.

I haven't talked to her,
haven't seen her, anything. Ok?

Well, the guy that
she used to go with

said you took this
thing pretty hard.

You even threatened her life.

Now, wait a minute here.

This guy doesn't know what
he's talking about, all right?

Now, you know when a
guy is crazy about a dame,

spends all his money on her,

and they stay
together for years.

And all of a sudden,
out of the blue,

she says, "I'm leaving
you for somebody else."

Makes you mad. Hurts you.

And sometimes you say things

that you don't really mean.

Now, who the hell's
going with this girl,

you or him? Why
don't you let him talk?

No, that's right, that's right.

It went down just
that way. Sarge is right.

You still live at that
silver lake address, do you?

Yeah, that's right.

Still work for m and r
construction company?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You get that feeling
to make a big move,

why don't you
give me a call, huh?

Hey.

Hey, hold up.

I just think you ought
to know that, uh,

that kid over there ain't
no lousy draft-dodger

that joined the guard
just to stay out of nam.

That kid's had a real rough war.

That's not gonna
buy him anything.

You should know that by now.

Oh, when we get
back to the precinct,

why don't you run wakely again

and see if you can come up

with any type of
psychiatric history.

Iought to run him? What's
the matter with you?

Are you allergic to
files all of a sudden?

No, I want to run by

the national guard
armory for a minute.

Look, all right, I
don't want to go back

to the precinct just yet,

not while that IRS
bloodsucking creature

is still there.

He's out to drain me dry.

Yeah, that's Bob wakely.

He's the best shot on the team,

maybe in the state.

You think wakely
would have any trouble

hitting a man-sized
target... say, 300-350 yards?

With one of these?

Nah, nobody can hit
anything with one of these,

except by accident.

But, now, with a target rifle,

he'd shoot your eyes
out at that range.

He's about the
best I've ever seen.

Why, he's even
better than balser,

and balser was top gun
at Pendleton in '57 and '58.

These target rifles...
Each man supply his own?

Nah, the regiment supplies them.

It's a regular
issue sniper rifle,

and we modify them
some for competition.

You keep them around here?

Sure, in the arsenal.

You think I might have
a look at wakely's?

Can't see why not.

I don't suppose...

You got a warrant.

Well, I can get a warrant.

Well, you see, around here,

we do everything by the numbers.

If you want to see these rifles

or anything else in here,

you better go get
yourself a piece of paper.

I'll be back.

When did you get so picky
about the rules, Dennis?

You've got an awful
lot of work to do, Louis.

Why don't you just get to it?

Sure.

A single shot to the head...

Probably from
that knoll up there.

I can't tell yet what
the caliber bullet,

but it looks like a .223.

But I'll let you
know when I dig it up.

Ok, thanks. Appreciate it.

Ok. You're welcome.

Thanks, biff. Yeah.

Boy, you pulled another one
right out of your hat, hunter.

Wakely have a
psychiatric history?

Yeah. They admitted him
to a hospital, 6 months.

Yeah. Was he violent?

No. He's diagnosed
as acute depression

or something like that.

They said he got over
it in 6 months, though.

Yeah, that's what they said.

They probably
kicked him out of it

because they
needed the extra bed.

Anyway, we got to
go see this guy again,

pay him another visit.

Sergeant McCall.

Hey, listen,

you can come on back to the
precinct now if you want, you know.

Why, is that dip
from the IRS gone?

No, but I think

he's found juicier
pickings than you.

Who's that?

Well, he's got
his eye on smitty,

and he's just about
ready to sink his teeth

right into the captain's neck.

You're kidding. That's great.

Sergeant McCall?

I checked with m
and r construction.

They said wakely didn't
show up for work today.

He called in sick.

Hunter: Wakely?

Open up. Police.

Bedroom's clean...

Clue-wise, anyway.

I don't think this place
has been dusted in 2 months.

Hand me that chair, would you?

You know, it's one thing him
killing the first girlfriend,

but why would
he kill the second?

Well, we don't know he
killed either one of them yet.

Well, it'd be a real good
reason to hang yourself.

We can't prove that, either.

He didn't leave a note, did he?

Hunter, half the suicides
don't leave any notes.

This whole thing stinks.

You got something on your chin.

Where's my bag?

Right over here.

Well, after you're done
looking at the library,

would you give
me my bag, please?

Take a look at this.

We got dust here and dust here.

Yeah, they got dust everywhere.

The guy was a lousy housekeeper.

No, no, wait a minute.

There's no dust
right here though.

Newspaper clippings.

"Blond shot dead in park.

"Second girl slain
in Chandler park.

Park police deny connection."

That figures.

"Park sniper strikes again.

Chandler park
victim now number 8."

We've got a
photograph here of a...

Probably a victim.

And there's a phone
number, an address,

and a name on the back of it.

Looks like maybe
we got our sniper.

No, no. Wakely couldn't have

anything to do
with these killings.

This goes all the
way back to 1958.

He was a kid then.

You're right.

And the phone number on
the back of this photograph...

Back in 1958,

the prefixes were
names, not phone numbers.

Like where I came
from, it was Madison,

and then you'd dial m-a and
then the phone number, right?

Well, this is a
current phone number.

But what are you saying?

That wakely suddenly found

a bunch of old
newspaper clippings,

decided to become
a copycat killer?

Yeah, it could've
worked that way.

Our captain will
believe that story.

That means you won't.

Like I said, McCall,

this whole thing stinks.

Looks like the place.

What good it's going
to do us, I don't know.

Every interview's a
learning experience.

Excuse me, ma'am,

could we have a
word with you, please?

I'm sergeant hunter.
This is sergeant McCall.

We're looking for a woman

by the name of Iris buford.

Wouldn't happen to
know her, would you?

You rotten pigs. You don't
care about anybody, do you?

We're sorry, ma'am. Was, uh...

Was she your daughter?

My daughter?

I don't have a daughter.

That's me 25 years ago.

Um, would you guys like a beer?

No, thanks.

If I had your willpower, maybe
I'd still look like that picture.

Where'd you dig it up?

A man named
Robert wakely had it.

We found it amongst some
old clippings that he had

on the Chandler park
sniper case back in 1958.

God.

You know about that,
do you, Mrs. Buford?

Yeah, I know about it.

I was married to him...

Dennis balser.

McCall: It's a classic
example, captain.

The guy was crazy-jealous.

He thought his wife
was cheating on him

with every guy in town.

So he gets a rifle, follows
his wife to Chandler park,

and takes a shot at him.

Then proceeds to
kill 8 more women

who were so alike
they could be sisters.

$287? What did that woman find

to spend money on this time?

Who, balser's wife?

No, my wife. Boy,
she can spend money.

Hey, if balser's wife
thought he took a shot at her,

why didn't she turn him in?

She did. She said
nobody believed her.

You got those forms, Johnson?

What was that?

I said she did, but
nobody believed her.

Loopy woman pickled in booze

thinks she was married
to the Chandler park sniper

25 years ago?

Ha. She's still batting 1,000.

Look, the autopsy
on wakely shows

a contusion behind his left ear

which is consistent with a blow
to the head by a blunt object.

So what?

So the m.E. Says that's because

the guy was unconscious
before he was hanged.

Which means he was murdered.

No, which means that you're
wasting my time again, hunter.

You know, while you two
were playing clever detectives,

sergeant terwilliger
picked up wakely's rifle

over at the armory,
took it to ballistics.

I suppose you're
going to tell us now

that the bullets matched.

You got it, McCall.

Both those girls were killed

by the same gun and none other.

Yeah, the same gun,
but not by wakely.

Look, balser had access to
those rifles 24 hours a day.

Hey, hunter, read my lips.

This case is solved,

and you got nothing
else to do with it.

And I got one more
suggestion for you.

You'd better pray that
that guy from the IRS,

that bloodsucker,
doesn't find anything wrong

with my past returns
and penalize me for them.

Because if he does, it's going
to come out of your hide.

Now get out of here and
do something productive.

Ah, sergeant hunter.

Did you come up with those
Harry the nose receipts yet?

Yeah, we're working on that.

Aha. Well, no great rush.

I think I'm going to be here
much longer than I expected.

Hunter: He was stationed
here in Los Angeles

from February of 1957
through December of 1958,

and that's the same time frame

in which the Chandler
park sniper was active.

Well, so were about
3 million other people.

But when he got transferred,
the killing stopped.

There hasn't been one
girl killed in that park

since he left...

Until now.

And guess who's back in town.

All I'm asking you for
is 2 officers on foot

and 2 squad cars to back me up.

What is this? Are
you people telling me

I don't know how
to set up a net?

No, we are not telling you

you don't know
how to set up a net.

All I'm telling you is,

I've worked on this case
from the very beginning.

I know how this guy operates.

This is his killing ground.

It also happens to be
my precinct, sergeant,

so why don't you just go back to
your own and leave me to run mine, huh?

I'm... I'm sorry, mister.

I thought you were a rabbit.

Go home, kid.

And hurry!

Boy: Officer!

Officer!

That damn fool!

Hunter, that was him!

Dispatch: Attention, all units.

Possible sniper
reported in Chandler park.

L-56 responding.

Tell them that
we have him in view.

We're in pursuit.

Also, tell them...

This is great.

Oh, Louis, it's still too slow.

Knock another second
off in between them.

Whatever you want.

Where's your sidekick?

She get another playmate?

She's out tying up
some loose ends.

Yeah, I'll bet.

It's a very nice
set-up here, balser.

Yeah, I set this up myself.

Care to take a whirl?

Yeah, I would.

What kind of gun you want?

You want an m-16 or an
uzi? Anything you like.

Well, if it's all
right with you,

I'd just as soon use my own.

You know how this works?

Just aim at the bad guys.

That's right. Get ready.

All right, whitlowe...

Cut it loose.

You got it.

Oh, by the way, your buddy
wakely didn't commit suicide.

What are you giving me?

The truth. Somebody
cold-cocked him

and then tried to hang him
when he was unconscious.

Tried to make it
look like a suicide.

That's crazy.

Now, why would
anybody want to do that?

He probably feared wakely
knew who the sniper was.

You mean wakely
didn't kill those 2 girls?

No way.

McCall and I had him in
the park the other day,

but he got away.

Well, if wakely didn't kill him,
then who do you figure did?

Well, we figure it was the guy

who killed those
8 girls back in 1958,

the Chandler park sniper.

You were stationed
here then, weren't you?

You must remember him.

Oh, yeah. I remember him well.

They hauled my butt
in for questioning.

Well, obviously, they
couldn't pin anything on you.

You know, I don't know
what they were up to.

You know, a week
after they hauled me in,

they transferred me to Germany.

You know, a funny
thing, though...

Right after I got there,

somebody started
knocking off German dames.

Blond, just like
your ex-wife, right?

Yeah, just like her.

Nice shooting.

You only hit one wrong target.

Well, everybody makes a mistake

sooner or later,
don't they, sergeant?

Yo, Louis.

Hey, Joe.

I knew I'd find you here.

We got us a weapon survey
at the end of the month, Dennis.

Don't you think we
ought to get on it?

There's time.

Not a whole hell of a lot.

What's been bugging you, Dennis?

The kid wakely doing the Dutch?

That kid really
admired you, Dennis.

I mean, he really did.

He was always asking
questions about you...

Where you served
and what you did and...

He was going to write a
book about you... a book.

Now, you believe that?

You're never going to learn
how to shut your stupid mouth!

Are you?

Give me another one, Joe.

Hunter: Why don't you
give balser that call

and give him a push?

Yeah.

Yeah, that's right.

Who?

No, he ain't here.

Yeah, I'm sure.

I don't know. Tonight
after drill maybe.

Look, lady, I don't run no
answering service here.

Ok, ok, what's your name?

Iris? Iris? That's it?

All right. If I see
him, I'll tell him.

What'd she say her name was?

Oh, relax, sarge.

She's after somebody
named Pete stankey.

Supposed to be in your
outfit. You know him?

Said her name was Iris, right?

Yeah.

Iris what?

Iris what, damn it!

She didn't say!

What's wrong with you, balser?

You gone nuts or what?

Thanks a bunch, hunter.

Just what I
needed... a tax audit.

You know, I think I'm the only
person in this whole place

who hasn't even been
nailed by Robbins yet.

Well, the rich
get richer, McCall.

Speaking of rich, you
still owe me 5 bucks.

I'll write you a check.

Which I shouldn't
cash until next payday?

Uh-uh. Forget about it.

I'll write it off my taxes
as a business expense.

Robbins: What did you say you were
going to write off on your taxes,

sergeant McCall?

He wants my records
for the last 3 years...

3 years.

I don't even know where my
records are for last week, man.

How am I supposed
to turn up 3 years?

Just relax. It's only money, ok?

We got better things to
concern ourselves with,

like balser.

Yeah, well, my guess is we've
scared him back into his hole.

Nah, no way. This
guy is a killer

who's just begun to kill.

He cannot stop.

I know all about
these types of killers.

Trust me, will you?

Trust you. Ok.

3 years, hunter.

How you doing over there?

Hey, sarge, how's it going?

All right, boys.

Hey, have a seat. I
want to talk to you.

What are you drinking?

Well, let's see. Uh...

Looks like I'm drinking beer.

Ha ha ha ha!

Past the teeth, over the gums.

Look out, stomach,
here it comes.

All right.

You know, I've known some
old, old women in my time

that shoot better than
you guys did this morning.

Sarge?

Hey, what's wrong?

What's wrong, sarge?

Sarge? Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Excuse me!

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Hey, you. Soldier.

That dame you were with...

What's her name?

What's it to you, pal?

Her name's Iris, right?

Right?

Ok, so her name
is Iris. So what?

Well, where'd she go?
Where can I find her?

I don't know what
your problem is, sarge,

but you want her,
she's all yours.

Looks like our old
sarge just took the bait.

Yeah, he sure did.

♪ Even the worst of
us can make mistakes ♪

♪ now I want you back
no matter what it takes ♪

♪ thought without
my love your heart... ♪

Iris!

Sorry.

♪ One day I woke up,
and you were gone ♪

One more little push,
and he's going to fall.

♪ Even the worst of
us can make mistakes ♪

If you would even think that
I'd get on the phone with balser,

then you're crazier than he is.

I only give a guy
one shot at me.

He's already had his.

Come on, Iris. What can he
do to you over the telephone?

You understand quaker?

Take thyself a hike.

Look, Iris, this guy
is right on the edge.

All he's got to do is hear
your voice on the phone,

he's going to fall
right into our net.

He's going to kill again
unless you talk with him, Iris.

I don't even have a phone.

The company came
and took it last month.

Master sergeant balser.

Um, hello, Dennis.
Um, this is Iris.

Who?

Uh, it's me, Iris, your ex-wife.

Heh heh. What is this,
some kind of joke?

It's no joke. It... it's me.

Uh, look, I got to see you.

I don't believe this.

Believe it, Dennis, or you're
going to wind up in the gas chamber.

Dennis?

Yeah, I'll be there.

Yeah, I'll be there.

♪ Even the worst of
us can make mistakes... ♪

I've always been
there for you...

♪ Thought without my love ♪

♪ your heart would
surely break ♪

Always.

♪ Even the worst of
us can make mistakes ♪

♪ yeah ♪

I'll be there, Iris.

♪ Even the worst of
us can make mistakes ♪

I'll be right there.

♪ Now I want you back
no matter what it takes ♪

Where you going with that gun?

Get out of my way, Louis.

Don't be crazy,
Dennis. Give it to me.

Uhh!

Hunter, can you hear me?

Yeah, loud and clear.

Just lonesome and wanted
to hear a familiar voice.

Any sign of him?

Nothing yet. How you doing?

I'm cold, my feet hurt, and
I'm scared out of my mind.

Other than that, I'm just great.

What are you scared for?

We gave you a bulletproof vest.

Balser always aims
for the head, remember?

Well, just hang in there.

Yeah, well, how much longer?

Make another pass
up the path and back.

If you don't find
anything, we'll call it a day.

Ok, you got it.

Hit the deck, McCall!

He's headed back to his car.

Try and cut him off.

Police! Hold it!

He went up the hill.

I'm going after him.
You get some backup.

Give it up, balser.

Half the Metro pd is on
its way here right now.

Ha ha ha! That was
real cute, hunter.

Like I said, sarge,
everybody makes a mistake.

Yeah.

Yeah, thanks, Gallagher.

Ok, I'll tell him.

Appreciate it.

That was inspector Gallagher.

He said to tell you
that the shooting team

has found the balser
killing righteous.

He also said to tell you

that he's going to put
you up for a commendation.

Please, don't give me that.

We both know what the
captain will do with that.

If you two have your
penalty checks ready,

I'd be more than happy
to take them for you.

It'll save you 22 cents postage.

Well, if we mail them, can we
deduct the cost of the stamps?

Uh, I'm afraid not.

Nor the interest or the penalty.

Thank you both.

Mm-hmm.

The way everybody's been
cutting corners around here,

I knew they'd catch up
to you sooner or later.

Who are you kidding, Bernie?

You're not honest.
You're just nervous.

That's far from true, hunter.

Oh, yeah? Then how come you
never put a quarter in the can

like you're supposed to after
you drink all that coffee?

Yeah.

A cup of coffee, McCall?
That is so penny ante.

I get free coffee
all over the city.

Uh, excuse me. I
don't think we've met.

Oh, excuse me. This is
sergeant Bernie terwilliger.

This is Mr. Robbins.

Mr. Robbins is
with the IRS, Bernie.

Nice to meet you.

I... I got something I got
to do. I'll see you later.

Just a little moment, sergeant.

I couldn't help overhearing
just a moment ago.

Tell me, just exactly
how many cups of coffee

do you drink each day?

I, uh...