Mr. No Legs (1978) - full transcript

Heads roll as two cops, Chuck and Andy, go against Mr. D'Angelo, the biggest drug dealer in Florida, and his ruthless enforcer Fred, who has no legs but does have two mean double barrel shotguns built into his wheelchair.

(upbeat music)

(knocking)

- [Tony] Yeah?

- It's Lou.

How's it going, Tony?

- Fine.

- It's good stuff.

- It's better than
the last batch.

This is the last of it though.

- Don't worry,
I'm working on it.

(phone rings)



Yeah?

It's about time.

Tonight?

Sure.

Usual place?

Right.

Still in business.

(eerie music)

(engine roaring)

Mike, I got your call,
is it going down?

- Yeah, this is it.

Benny's been here and gone,
and I expect him back.

- Good, I've been
after him a long time.

There he is now.



Mike, we gotta take him but
we've got to be careful.

There's a lot of people and
there's tankers in here.

We can't do any shooting.

- Let's get outta here.

Wait.

(grunting)

(tense music)

- Mike, go ahead
and book these guys.

- Alright, let's go, Tom.

- There's seven markers, right?

- Yeah, so far.

(dramatic music)

- It's all there?

- Yeah, it looks like it.

- Think he suspected anything?

- Nah.

The stuff passed
through too many hands,

better get rid of it.

- Evening, gentlemen.

Planning on starting
your own operation here?

Get the stuff.

Bring the car.

They tried to rip us off.

- [D'Angelo] You better
get outta here fast.

- [Reporter] N33 signaling to
44, shooting, south bay docks.

- 104, will dispatch
uniformed units to that 1020.

(indistinct chattering)

- [Woman] You know what's funny?

Oh, yeah yeah.

- Well, I'm certainly
glad you came,

I want to talk to you later.

- [Man] Nice, Bernie, thank you.

- Lovely because of
your presence, my dear.

- [Woman] Watch it.

(laughs)

- Excuse me.

Hello Bill, how are you?

- The Opera Guild
is deeply grateful

for what you did last week.

- Well, the arts are of the
few constancies in this world.

Marcell, you look magnificent.

Senator, I'm glad
you made it tonight.

Will I talk to you later?

- You managed to
escape last time.

This time I hope you'll
spend some time with me.

- Nothing would give
me greater pleasure.

- Mr. D'Angelo, how is it?

- I'll be back in just a minute.

You're late.

- Had to plug a leak
in our supply line.

- You're not getting messy
on me again, are you?

I won't tolerate
any more of that.

- There won't be no trouble.

- There better not be.

Come on, join the party.

- Here's a little bonus for you
kid, have yourself some fun.

- Hey, thanks Luke.

I gotta hit the books
tonight, exams tomorrow,

but I know what to do with
it come mid-term break.

- I'll call you next
shipment comes up.

- [Ken] Sure.

(engine roaring)

(energetic music)

- Tina?

Hey.

Dawn?

Ah.

Still no.

- I'm leaving, Ken, okay?

And don't try and stop me.

- Why, what's happened?

- Well, I was cleaning
the apartment today

and this is what I found.

Are they for...

- Tina, wait, I can explain.

I'm not shooting
drugs, you know that.

- No, but what you're doing
is much worse than that.

- Slow down, well, at
least we can talk about it?

- There's nothing to talk about.

- Be reasonable, will ya?

How you think I can
afford this place?

Besides, I needed the
money for tuition.

- Tuition for college?

Oh yeah, and what
about the girls

who OD'ed in the dorm the
other day, what about them?

Can you guarantee to me, Ken,

that your stuff
didn't kill them?

Can you guarantee me that?

- Calm down, I've a really
heavy burden, you know?

- Well, it's a heavy
scene, too heavy for me.

- You can't leave,
I won't let you.

- Ken, you can't stop me.

- Listen to me, I'm
gonna tell ya what.

- Ken.

(crashing)

(sobs)

- Hello, Lou?

Like I said, it was an accident.

- [Lou] Dead's dead, kid.

(sighs)

Where's she from?

- Not far from here.

- Any relatives?

- Just a brother.

- Well, since it was
accidental and you're clean,

maybe you better
just call the police.

Got any stuff around here
you don't want them to find,

get rid of it.

- Afraid it's not
that simple, Lou.

- What do you mean,
it wasn't an accident?

- It was an accident,
just her brother.

That's why I figured I
should call you first.

- What about her brother?

(sighs)

- He's a cop.

(tense music)

(phone rings)

- [Tom] Hi Andy.

- Hi Tom.

- [Andy] Quiet night?

- [Tom] Yeah, pretty much.

What's this?

- Took it off no. one.

- If it's a guy the lawyers
just put in the tank

his only connection with
this is he probably stole it.

- Yeah, that'd be my guess.

- Hey, Andy, you look
good, how are you?

- Fine, check out our stuff.

- Beautiful.

Surveillance on this special
enforcement unit is a snap.

'Course you big-shot drug boys,

you get all the
glamor, don't you?

Tom look, when
you research this,

put the file on Hathaway's
desk for me, will ya?

- You bet.

- Gentlemen, I am going home.

- Yeah, I think I'll go too.

- It'll be better this way, kid.

That little lark there,
I think she OD'ed

and hit her head in a fall.

- Or maybe her
pusher wiped her up.

- What if they still
trace her to me?

- Tell 'em she split
a couple weeks ago.

Besides, if her brother learns

that she was shacking up
with you instead of sleeping

in that dorm he's
been paying for,

why, he'll believe she
was capable of anything.

Let's get our crap
together and make a move.

(uneasy music)

(talking indistinctly)

- Okay, let's get
her other things.

- [Ken] What do we do with them?

- Leave it to me, I know
how to dispose of evidence.

(gun fires)

(dramatic music)

Put him in the trunk, we'll
stop by and get the bike later.

- [Announcer] Doctor Paul
Gray, please contact operator.

- Sorry Captain, I came
as soon as I could.

Is this true?

- Yeah, it's true.

- How did it happen, sir?

- [Captain] Well, it
appears she OD'ed.

- Oh no, not that way, not her.

- My sentiments exactly.

- Does Andy know about it?

- No, not yet, but he's
on his way over here.

- Would you like me to
break it to him, sir?

- Thanks, Chuck, I better do it.

I'm more family than
he and Tina ever had.

- I understand, sir, I
sure do admire the way

you've been bringing him along.

- Well, he deserves
it, he's a good man.

- Yes sir, is there
anything that I can do?

- Yeah Chuck, would you
go down to the station

and take over for me
too, this isn't over.

- I'll do it sir, I'll
be there if you need me.

- [Andy] What's up, Kevin?

- Andy, something's happened.

- No.

(indistinct chattering)

- Okay, listen, I
got a joke also.

Coming back from that
beach, saw a freak accident.

You got it, two freaks
bumped into each other.

Terrible accident, terrible.

One was so shook up, got
a bad case of the hiccups.

Sounds fearful.

Yeah, it's fantastic that
he's supposed to be ushering,

you can go out and buy a boat.

You know what a boat is?

It's a hole in the
water filled with money.

(mumbling)

but she does have a
couple good points.

She's kinda skinny,
we called her a pole

'cause she's got
so many bony parts.

We got a fantastic
audience tonight,

so why don't I
leave you with that?

(applauding)

Thank you, thank you.

Thank you.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

a special added attraction
I know you'll enjoy.

Here they are, that
million-selling record group,

the fantastic Mercy singing
their latest release,

I Still Remember
Love, here we go.

("I Still Remember Love")

* Do you still like
to watch the rain

* Sometimes pick flowers
you'll never keep

* Does the evening
bring you gladness

* Or is it going to let you weep

* Sometimes I wonder

* Do you still like
to walk in meadows

* Lie suspended in glowing green

* Or do you wake with
the new dawn's shadow

* To reach for some

* To find your dream and I

* I still remember
love sometimes

* Sometimes in the morning I

- [Gwen] Bob, take this,
I'll be right back.

- Yeah.

* Things to think of

- I heard about your sister,
I'm so sorry sweetheart.

- Hey Andy, Serena wants
to see you tomorrow night.

- Oh, thanks.

- You won't be in
shape to see anybody

if you don't get
out of here now.

Come on, let's go
to my place, please?

(crickets chirping)

(brooding music)

- I'd be glad to, sir.

- [Tom] Excuse me sir,
you said you wanted this

as soon as it came in.

- Oh yes, thanks.

(sighs)

It was an OD alright,

but it was administered
at least an hour

after her vital organs
had stopped functioning.

- No, sir.

Not until after I
get the killer, sir.

- Breakfast time.

This should really help.

- [Andy] All I need
is some coffee.

- All you need is
a little vacation.

How about it?

- Sorry, we can't.

- Well, it's always nice to
know you're so irresistible.

- Don't be that way, you
know I have a lot on my mind.

- Sorry, just trying to help.

- I know.

What time did Sammy say
Serena wanted to see me?

- Didn't say anything,
just tonight.

- No, lady, no,
the Humane Society.

We don't have anything
to do with dogs.

Right.

(laughs)

- Sergeant, you're looking
at somebody's whole life

in a cardboard box.

I tell you, for a college
girl she travels pretty light.

- That's all?

- That's all from the school.

Obviously she didn't live there.

- Uh oh.

- Don't you tell Andy that.

Think you could put this
on my floor, please?

Oh, wait just a minute.

I'll take care of this piece.

- Got something?

- Could be.

It's forwarded to
an apartment address

down on the east side.

I'll see you later.

(engine droning)

Excuse me.

Pardon me.
- Oh.

- Thank you.

I'm Detective Roberts, police.

- Oh my goodness,
what's happened?

- Just a few questions
if you don't mind.

I believe that this girl
is one of your tenants,

is that correct?

- No, well, not exactly,
but I have seen her.

Her boyfriend lives here.

- When was the last
time that you saw her?

- Oh my, it's hard to say.

Sometime last week, I think.

- [Chuck] What about
the boyfriend, is he in?

- Oh, I doubt it, he's
a student, you know.

- I'd really like to look into
his room if you don't mind.

- Well, is that
sort of thing legal?

I mean, shouldn't there be a
warrant or something required?

- Lady, I can make it
as legal as you want

if it's absolutely necessary,

but I thought that the owner
would like to keep a check

on the welfare of one of
her tenants, that's all.

- Oh yes, yes, well,
I'll do that right away.

- [Chuck] Thank you.

- Look at this stuff, a
person could get hurt.

And who do you think they'd sue?

But you can't find good help,

so I have to be the gardener
and police off after him.

- This boyfriend, is he
one of those noisy types?

- Oh no, he's quiet as a
church mouse, and clean too.

If all my tenants were
like him I could relax.

Oh my.

Oh, there must
have been a fight.

- Either that or quite a party.

(unsettling music)

Is this man your tenant?

- Yes, that's Ken, Ken Wilson.

- Well, thank you very much.

Now, I want you to
call me at this number

if that Wilson fella comes back.

- [Woman] If he comes
back he's gonna get

a piece of my mind.

- I can't believe
how far you've come

in such a short period of time.

This place is really fantastic.

And just to think,
it's all yours.

- This would be
great for you, Andy,

to just forget the whole world.

- We'd better go.

- No lying around a few days?

- I'm sorry.

- Well, back to the old
cloak and dagger routine.

- It's not cloak and
dagger, it's undercover.

- Well, I wasn't impressed

by your undercover
performance last night.

- Thanks a lot, I'm gonna
drop you by the club.

- Run a check on this and see
if the blood type's the same

as the victim's,
would you please?

- [Doctor] For sure.

- Captain, this cashier's
receipt's dated the 7th.

That's the night
that Tina was killed

according to the
coroner's report.

- Well, I'll run this down

to the morgue first
thing tomorrow.

I'll check all the
John Doe stiffs

and see if one of 'em
is this Wilson boy.

Now fellas, let's keep this to
ourselves for the time being.

No use getting Andy's hopes up

until we know
there's a connection.

Bring me that report
as soon as possible.

- Yes sir.

- Chuck, keep me
up to date on this.

- Right.

(unsettling music)

- Ready for the statement?

- Yeah, sure, sure.

But wait here a minute,
I think we got something.

- I'll wait in the car.

(relaxing music)

(phone rings)

- Hello?

Yeah.

- I told you never to
interrupt me when I'm eating.

- You're found out.

- First the officer,
now the house.

Yep?

Who picked up the last of it?

- Lou, like always.

- [D'Angelo] Hello?

- No, it's a two-man operation.

- Is the other
guy's name Wilson?

Uh huh.

No no, you did
right by calling me.

Yeah.

Wilson's missing,
you know where he is?

- He's dead.

- You just can't learn, can you?

You're always making decisions
without consulting me.

You got hurt working
the docks for me,

I took good care of you.

Maybe too good.

Now you're screwing
up my organisation.

We don't operate
that way anymore.

- Maybe you're getting soft.

- Now you let me
worry about that.

You just hope that this Wilson
punk's body doesn't turn up.

- Don't worry, I'll
take care of it.

- Something else for
you to take care of.

This man who called me.

I don't have to beat
him up, I pay him money.

He said there's a leak
in your territory.

- He's a liar.

- Really?

Well you better get in touch
with Bessie, she knows.

And get this right this time

or you're gonna find
yourself on a street corner

with a tin cup and a
handful of lead pencils.

- [Fred] Damn him.

- What's wrong, boss?

- I'll show him who
he's gonna put out

on the street with pencils.

- Aw hell, you
don't have to take

that kinda garbage from him.

- I'm gonna take everything
he's got, get the car.

- [Announcer] Adam seven.

Adam seven.

182 requires PGHE numbers.

- With all the
nice places in town

what did you bring
me down here for?

- Maybe it has something to
do with the way I was raised.

- You were never
raised, you grew.

Here, you want
mustard or ketchup?

- The hotter the better.

(radio announcer
speaking indistinctly)

- Andy, your sister,
did she date a lot?

I mean, did she
have a steady fella?

- No, she was always
too busy with the books.

Get a load of that.

- Oh, beautiful,
isn't he? (laughs)

He got platform shoes
and matching earrings.

- [Andy] I wonder
what he's up to.

- He's up to his neck in
debt, I'll tell ya that.

That's how come he's
coming outta there.

It's the middle of the week,

he's looking both
ways for Saturday.

- He could be a pusher.

- Oh he's a pusher alright,

but what he's pushing you
stroke, you don't smoke.

He's a beginner pimp and
a very unsuccessful one.

But besides, you're
a lot more interested

in that hockshop over
there, aren't you?

Andy, you got me down here on
my lunch hour on a stakeout?

- That's where the
junkies hang out.

- Well alright, let's
go pick 'em up then.

- The orders are to
observe and report.

(groans)

(upbeat dance music)

- You wanted to see me?

- Yeah, get yourself a drink.

- Right.

- Excuse me, I noticed you
weren't wearing any jewelry.

- I don't believe in tangibles.

- Can I buy you a drink?

- I'd love it.

- What'll you have?

- I'll have another beer.

- Another beer for
the young lady please.

I'm sorry.

- Kneesies are so crude.

But you could hold my hand.

- Now this joint's
where she's at.

- Well, it's the old 7
Seas, I grew up around here.

- [Andy] Oh yeah?

- Yeah, this neighborhood's
changed a little though,

I can tell you that.

(chattering indistinctly)

- Well looky here, if it
ain't old bitchy Bessie.

When did the fuzz
let you out, nigger?

- Don't nigger me, you
damn white-ass stoolie.

- [Serena] Stoolie?

- Well, that's what you really
are, a white-ass stoolie.

- [Serena] You're a damn liar.

- You went to speak
with the fuzz,

I found that out last
week in the slammer.

- You lying bitch, when I
get through with your ass,

Betty, you won't even
be able to give it away.

(upbeat rock music)

(yelling)

- [Man] Wait.

- You little bastard.

- Get her Traynor, get her.

- That black bitch.

(coughing)

- [Operator] Operator.

(operator speaking indistinctly)

* I don't wanna get a job

* 'Cause working's
just a waste of time

* I'm gonna be telling the verse

* For the rest of my life

* But if she touches me at home

- Who are we waiting for?

- My informant called me,
said she wanted to see me.

May be something
about Tina's death.

- Oh, well, you go on
in, I'll wait for you.

* Come on

(chattering indistinctly)

- Hey.

(tense music)

(yelling)

(grunting)

(grunting)

- [Man] Here, here!

(grunting)

- Andy, what happened?

Didn't you like the
service or what?

- The service is fine.

They need to clean
up the floor show.

- I can't take you
anywhere, can I?

This blonde lady your contact?

You just lost her.

(brooding music)

- I'm gonna call
in the white caps.

- Hyper damn.

(cheerful music)

(children yelling)

(phone rings)

- Get lost, babe.

Hello?

- [Lou] It's Lou.

- Where in the
hell's Wilson's body?

- Listen, I did exactly what
you told me but it ain't there.

Well, of course I remember
where I dumped it.

- Well then what happened?

- Well, they must
have found the body.

- Shit.

- So what do we do now?

Oh no no no, we can't do that.

Well, it's...

It just ain't healthy
after this long.

- Get the mole
there to go along.

- Yeah, uh huh,
alright, alright.

I'll pick him up
on the way over.

(horn beeps)

(unsettling music)

(horn beeps)

(horn beeps)

- [Sammy] Hi Moler.

Hey, what's the deal?

- I need your help, get in
the back and put this on.

- [Sammy] Okay.

(phone rings)

- Hello?

- Hi Gwen, right,
listen, is Andy around?

- [Gwen] Yes.

- May I speak with him?

- Just a moment.

It's Chuck.

- Yeah?

- Listen, I hope I didn't
interrupt anything important.

- You're too late.

- I want you to come with
me down to the morgue.

We're gonna have
to identify a body.

- [Andy] Sure, when?

- I'll pick you up
in five minutes.

- [Andy] Okay.

- Bye.

(unsettling music)

- Now let me do the talking.

- Make it fast because
he's with that creep.

- Yeah.

- Can I help you?

- Yeah, we came to
get the Wilson boy

to take to the funeral home.

- [Doctor] I'm sorry, I
don't have any Wilson listed.

- I believe he's a John Doe.

- Well then how are
you gonna know him?

- Well, I was personally
acquainted with the kid.

- Yeah, but you're not a
member of the family, right?

- No, but I'm a friend of theirs

and I'd just like
to check the corpse

to make sure that
there's no mistake.

- Yeah, well, I
can't release anybody

until I get positive ID.

- Well I can give you that.

Young guy, blond-headed,
mustache, early 20s.

- I'm sorry, you're gonna have
to wait for identification.

- Oh come on pal,
give us a break.

We got a lot of work to
do and it's getting late.

- I'm sorry, this body
is being held especially

for ID by the police.

- Police?

Well, that's ridiculous.

- Well, it shouldn't
take too long.

I called them about
a half an hour ago.

(screams)

What the hell? (coughs)

- I wish she had
told me right away.

- Why, you couldn't do any more

than what's already
been done, Andy.

Besides, you know, we might
be barking up the wrong tree.

- Yeah, but at least they
gave me something to go on.

- Yeah, come on.

(grunting)

Excuse me nurse, where
can we find Charlie?

- I think he's in the morgue.

- Thank you.

(coughing)

(grunting)

- Help!

(grunts)

- Quick, quick, he's
trying to steal our corpse.

- Let go of me, oh
man, let go of me.

I'm a police officer, I
got a man down in there.

- [Lou] Get in the van.

- You alright Andy?

It's the liveliest
morgue I ever been in,

I'll tell you that.

- How about that body
we came to look at?

- Well, this is the
only candidate we got.

- [Andy] That's Ken, Ken--

- [Chuck] It's Ken Wilson.

- Yeah, yeah.

- [Chuck] You know him?

- Yeah, he dated my sister.

Does this mean he's involved
in the organization?

- You bet it does, mister, we
got us a positive connection.

(knocking)

(crickets chirping)

(phone rings)

- [Andy] Hello.

- Hello, Andy?

- [Andy] Yeah.

- This is Sammy.

- [Andy] What do you need?

- Somebody wants to
talk to you alone.

- [Andy] Who?

- [Sammy] I don't know.

- What's it's about?

- It has something to do with
what Serena had to tell you

before she was killed.

- [Andy] Does he
wanna see me now?

- Right now, at the 7 Seas.

- I thought they were closed.

- Listen, the front
door'll be open.

- Okay, I'm on my way.

- He'll be waiting.

- That was very good.

(yells)

That cop's a real
pain in the ass,

but this time I'll be
there to back you guys up.

- What's the matter?

- What did you do with
the keys to my car?

- They're in my purse.

Where are you going anyway?

- I need to go to the 7 Seas.

Damn.

- What's wrong now?

- I left my gun in the
Camaro and Chuck's got it.

- [Gwen] Here.

Take mine.

- Call this a weapon?

Guess it's gonna have to do.

- Please take care.

- By the way, if I'm not back
by daylight call the station

and tell the guys I had
to go to the 7 Seas.

- Okay.

(dog barking)

(tense music)

(grunting)

(gun fires)

(screams)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(crashing)

(gun fires)

(yells)

(grunting)

- Andy?

(breathing heavily)

- What are you doing here?

- Well, Gwen called me but
never mind that, are you okay?

- [Andy] Yeah, give me a minute.

- 1033, this is 977.

I've got 980 involved
in an incident.

I need a 1032, 1033 and
a fire and rescue unit

sent to 2200 West
Franklin, confirm?

- [Radio Operator] 104, 977
ambulance, 1051 at 02:00 hours.

- What do you know about
a guy in a wheelchair?

- A wheelchair?

- [Andy] Yeah, a
guy with no legs.

- Wait a minute, one
of D'Angelo's enforcers

lost his legs a couple
of years ago, didn't he?

What about it?

- He tried to blow my head
off, he tried to set me up.

- [Chuck] Are you sure?

- Yeah, and this same
guy was in the bar

the night Serena was killed.

- D'Angelo, huh?

Maybe things are
starting to add up.

- What does?

- Well, I never believed
that drug connection

at Tina's death.

To me it was just a cover-up
for a murder or an accident.

Wilson's death cleared that up.

Now we've always had a lot
of heavy drug traffic here,

but we've never had
a really big bust.

- Somebody's gonna take.

- Of course, we both know that.

But something else
has been bothering me,

and on the way down here it
finally started to click.

- [Andy] What's that?

- Well, you're
not gonna like it.

- Let me be the judge of that.

- Alright.

When I searched
Wilson's apartment,

I came away with three items.

- [Andy] Yeah, you told me that.

- Now, Hath took the
photograph to check the morgue.

- That's routine.

- But he didn't check it.

He didn't check it and
his exact words were

to see if one of them
is the Wilson boy.

- So?

- So I hadn't made a report yet.

I hadn't used the name Wilson.

- And just a minute,
a punk like that

probably had a
record a mile long.

- Wrong, he was
clean as a whistle.

He just came into town in
time for the fall semester.

- Are you trying to say
that Hath's gonna take?

- I told you you
wouldn't like it.

- You're wrong about Hath.

- I sure hope I am, but we
gotta find out for sure, Andy.

Listen, if he's innocent
nothing's gonna happen to him.

- What are we gonna do?

- Now, he thinks we're
both teaming up at night,

so we run a 24-hour
surveillance on him.

One of us in the daytime,
one of us in the nighttime.

What about that?

(sighs)

- Okay, we'll try it.

(sirens wailing)

- Mr. D'Angelo ain't gonna like
all this jazz with the cops,

especially the one whose
sister got knocked off.

- There's a lot of things
he ain't gonna like.

Now I'm taking over.

Move out.

(gentle music)

I really don't
know what he wants.

You'll have to go over
there and find out.

- What did you tell him?

- Well, since a
package comes today

I told him his friend
the cop wanted to see him

over there right away.

- And what's he gonna do
when the cop doesn't show up?

- Oh, he'll be there too.

I decided to kill two
birds with one stone.

- Well, Fred No Legs has gotten

too sloppy for our operations.

- Want us to relieve
him of his duties?

- Yeah, let him go.

But not here, and be
careful of that wheelchair.

- We'll separate him from
that plaything right off.

- [Andy] That one.

- Alright, do you want
me to drop you off

and get some breakfast,

and I'll come back here
and start tailing him.

- You got plenty of time.

- Alright.
- He won't be up for a while.

Hey.

- Boy, he's sure in
a hurry, isn't he?

We'd better forget about
breakfast for right now.

(brooding music)

- You fellas take care of
things, I'll drive myself.

(grunting)

(screams)

(screams)

(screams)

(grunting)

(grunting)

(grunting)

- Get the car.

(tense music)

- [D'Angelo] How are you today?

- [Radio Operator] One
beta five, temple baker.

- Now, if you were smuggling
drugs what would you need

besides a way to
bring the stuff in?

- A place to stash it.

A place to cut it up.

- Right.

- Ready?

- Yeah.

(tense music)

- [Mike] Keep your eyes open.

- What have you
got on your mind?

This better be important.

- What better be important?

- Come on, come
on, make it snappy.

I'm not used to being
summoned by the hired hands.

- Wait a minute,
you summoned me.

- It's a setup.

- Who called you?

- No Legs gave me a message.

- Well, he's the
one who called me.

- [D'Angelo] Then I
was right about him,

he's been getting a little
too ambitious. (laughs)

- Well, I don't
think it's so funny.

- Relax my friend,
since we were set up

by No Legs there's
nothing to worry about.

- What do you mean?

(laughs)

- I really must
tell you sometime,

you wouldn't believe the
precision time will involve.

I'll have to arrange
another contact for you.

- It's getting rather risky,
I'm gonna need a bigger slice.

- [D'Angelo] We'll talk
about it over lunch.

I got a golf date I
don't wanna be late for.

- No, we'll talk about it now.

- Gentlemen.

(gun firing)

(gun fires)

- Hold it, Hath.

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gasps)

(screams)

(guns firing)

- [Chuck] Look.

- Unit 980, 1033 traffic.

- All units stand by, emergency
1033 traffic, go ahead 980.

- [Mike] This unit's in
pursuit of a 1973 Camaro,

color orange, was found on
9th occupied by white male.

(siren drowns out voice)

(siren wailing)

- [Announcer] Spotted,
suspect vehicle in pursuit.

Assisting 980.

(siren wailing)

- Set up roadblock.

Vehicle in pursuit now
headed west on Magnolia.

Units Adam three and
Adam seven standby

to intercept at 9th & Broadway.

- [Andy] 980, suspect vehicle
now approaching bridge.

- 977, 980, do you still
have the vehicle in sight?

- [Andy] 104,
approaching bridge now.

(horn drones)

(bell rings)

(rhythmic clanging)

(sirens wailing)

- [Man] You down
there, are you mad?

(indistinct chattering)

- [Man] Look what you've done.

- [Man] Do you think
this is fair play, look.

(siren wailing)

- Suspect vehicle just
crossed Davis Bridge.

Be advised, all units.

Police vehicle involved
in signal four accident.

Suspect vehicle still
proceeding westbound

on Ninth and Hirated Street.

(sirens wailing)

- [Man] Unit two has
spotted suspect vehicle,

now in pursuit.

- [Andy] 980 suspect
vehicle, east on Canal Road.

Need more units to pursue.

- Suspect vehicle now
approaching Picnic Island area.

(cheerful country music)

(sirens wailing)

(cheerful country music)

- [Man] My trailer.

For Christ's sake.

- [Man] Unit one Adam
six is now in pursuit.

(siren wailing)

(booming)

(siren wailing)

- [Andy] 980 is now
east on Picnic Island.

980, we are now
entering Dockwood.

(tense music)

(crashing)

980, still has suspect
vehicle in sight.

- Units one Charlie three one,

Charlie six, what is
your 1020 at this time?

- [Man] Well, Adam seven
now has suspect vehicle

in dock area.

- [Andy] 980 in
dock loading area,

lead suspect vehicle's 1020.

- Suspect vehicle
approaching dock area.

(sirens wailing)

All units respond to
dock area to intercept.

- Hath.

- No, only me.

I had gotten to deal with...

(muttering indistinctly)

(groans)

I kept record and...

(sirens wailing)

(groans)

(bright country music)

* Jesse was a bad man

* And he had his wicked ways

* Knowing sure of a lot

* Bring its own in

* Lived by the
roar of the six-gun

* And he died with
blood on his hands

* But the men that knew him

* All knew what
I'd do in the last

* Benny was a good kid

* Living in a

* When a man who
judged by the way

* He handled a gun

* Good man, bad man, in between

* When the man jiggled a switch

* With the first love taken

* The old forsaking the gun

* Killers die hard

* And they always die alone

* As they call from glory

* To take gold
plates from the sun