Alien Nation (1989–1990): Season 1, Episode 15 - Partners - full transcript

𝒯𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓈𝓁𝒶𝓉e
𝓊𝓃𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉 E𝒩𝒢LI𝒮H

That was the scene in California
's Mojave Desert, five years ago.

Our historic first view
of the Newcomers' ship.

Theirs was a slave ship, carrying
a quarter-million beings...

bred to adapt and labor
in any environment.

But they've washed
ashore on Earth...

with no way to get back
to where they came from.

And in the last five years, the Newcomers
have become the latest addition...

to the population
of Los Angeles.

The money is the deal.

Mr. Charles, please, l
can get you the money.



Garrison, you're a loser.

Lf l let you off easy, people're
gonna think of me as a loser.

That's unacceptable.

When l get the back
door covered, we move.

Come on Mr. Charles. You
know l'm good for the money.

That isn't the point.
lt's too late.

Mr. Charles, please. L just
need a week, that's all.

This is a waste of time.

Please, give me a chance.

Scotty, l'm sorry, l
got a business to run.

And you're a liability.

Freeze, police!

What you're describing
is first-degree murder.

L'm describing what l saw.



My client, Mr. Charles, will testify
Garrison pulled the gun on him.

A struggle ensued, the pistol
accidentally discharged.

That's not what happened.

You'd better come up with something to
substantiate your client's fantasy...

Jeff, or l'll nail him the
minute we get a jury.

Why would Chester Charles,
a respected businessman...

Oh, please.

He fronts an import business that runs
everything from guns to dirty drug money.

L don't believe any charges have
been filed on those allegations.

We're working on it.

L suggest you work on
coming up with a reason...

my client, suddenly, without
provocation, allegedly...

pulled a weapon and gunned
down his associate.

- He said Garrison was bad for business.
- He said?

You heard their
conversation 200 feet away?

Officer Rankin, the bald-headed
gentleman in the corner...

has just asked his partner, Officer
Jennings for a cup of coffee. No sugar.

"And...

"Jen, toss me a booking
slip on the way."

They're a little keener with the
senses than we are. That's all.

Gentlemen, we'll
see you in court.

Good work, Francisco. We got
a trial date yet, Anderson?

Yeah, jury selection
begins next week.

Okay, l'll loosen up
Francisco's calendar.

This should work out nicely
considering your condition.

L'm due to accept a
pod any day, now.

Congratulations. l didn't know
you and Susan were pregnant.

Oh yes, we're very excited.

- You look great.
- Thank you.

Must be a female, huh?

Yeah, okay. That's
all, gentlemen.

- George, you got a minute?
- Yes, of course.

- You know city attorney Bud Anderson.
- Yeah, hi.

- How did the deposition go?
- As expected.

George's testimony should put
Charles away for a long time.

All right. Knock
'em dead, George.

You write that down. That's another useful
expression. lt means, to do a good job.

Nice meeting you, Bud. L really
need to talk to my partner.

Yes, of course.

- Thanks again. And congratulations.
- Thank you.

"Knock 'em dead." A little violent,
but has a nice thing to it.

"Ring."

So, George, this trip to
the ejection center....

Yeah, Susan will be
here any minute.

- Yeah, you really think l should be there?
- Of course. Godfather.

Yeah, now, there's another
thing we need to talk about.

Yes, that's a good idea.

Susan and l very much want to embrace
the Earthly tradition but...

we were quite troubled
when we read the book.

The book?

You read The Godfather?

We thought they carried the concept of
an honorable guardian a bit too far.

Yeah, l'm not really into
dead fish and horse's heads.

Susan will be relieved
to hear that.

She was having doubts
about having a godfather.

Well, now, let's not
drop that idea.

- Hi. Ready to go?
- All set.

- Did you ask about the....
- Yes.

No dead fish, no offers
that can't be refused.

Well, shall we, godfather?

Lt's so peaceful.

Well, this is it, Matthew.

This is one hell of a lobby.

This is where we're going
to transfer our pod.

You can't have a
baby in a lobby.

- How are we doing?
- Lt's perfect.

L also have an Oasis or a
Great Plains available.

No. No need to look any further.
This is perfect.

- This is an ejection room?
- Lsn't it wonderful?

Yeah, l'll get the
marshmallows and weenies.

The environment is very important
for the ejection of the pod.

This space gives us the tranquility
necessary to focus on our delivery.

What are you going to do?
Roll in the dirt?

Well, l hope we'll use
the ejection cradle.

Several pods have been quite peacefully
transferred, from right here.

George, it's wonderful.

We'll trim the trees...

and make sure all the animals are fed
and have everything ready to go.

- Your two children will be attending?
- Yes.

Mr. Sikes?

L don't know.

L think we got a problem
here or something.

Lt's contractions.

George, cut it out.

We are biologically in sync.

L'm experiencing
the same as Susan.

Look George, are you gonna be
having these cramps a lot?

Because that was really
embarrassing in the weapons locker.

That was just the pod
rotating for ejection.

L shouldn't have any more embarrassing
moments until after the ejection.

What happens then?

Guess who or l'll
blow your socks off.

Lt couldn't be an old
cop with two bum knees?

L prefer "seasoned" to "old."

- Theo, how are you?
- How do l look?

Seasoned.

Hey, George Francisco...

l want you to meet the guy who taught
me everything l know about being a cop.

- Theo Miles.
- Yeah, somebody had to break in the rook.

The guys drew straws and l lost.

- What are you doing around here?
- Haven't you seen the memo?

- What?
- The mass drug crackdown.

Memo 62785. Yes, of course.

An interdivisional program...

to coordinate individual drug arrests
into a joint super-prosecution.

Yeah, 62785.

Yeah, l've been popping into
divisions all over town...

getting the best men
hitting the hottest leads.

Got a nice little one down here.
You interested?

Sounds like another
job for the canines!

You'll love this, George.
This is great.

L was still in uniform, and l get
stuck with this guy in an alley.

The big hotshot detective.

We had six armed punks
cornered, waiting for backup.

And they were ready
to make a break...

- when Sikes started barking like a dog.
- Me? You started it.

L was just following
the detective's lead.

Damned if it didn't fool them long
enough for backups to arrive.

Those idiots. They were more
afraid of dogs than cops.

Say, what do you say?
You in on this bust?

This guy never changes.

Hey George, come on. You're not gonna
bust anybody standing around your desk.

- Ls he okay?
- Yeah. He's just expecting.

Let's go.

RlCKMAN: How's it going, Haney?

- Did it go okay?
- Piece of cake.

Check it out.

100% pure. One ounce
cuts a 1,000 times.

We got ourself a gold mine.

Police! Everybody take it
easy and keep your hands up.

Freeze.

Haney.

L got a bad feeling.

Theo.

You're as crazy as ever. The
guy would have hammered you.

L didn't see you moving.

L was following your lead.

My knee locked on me.

L was waiting for you to push me
out of the way like l taught you.

- Are you two all right?
- L forgot about your knee.

L don't tell you these
things for nothing.

By the way, did l tell
you l'm retiring?

You're throwing me a party.

The briefcase is clean. Lt's already
weighed. Here's the receipt.

You mind putting a seal on it and
drop it off in the evidence room?

Yes, of course.

While you're at it, why don't
you drop off that scale, too?

- Are you coming?
- You mind if l borrow this guy?

We've got some old
times to catch up on.

L need the weighing receipt.

Right here.

- That's not right.
- No, you're seven grams short.

Where did it go?

Lt's probably just the scales.
L'll have them calibrated.

Hey. lt happens all the time.
Just relax.

Well, l can't believe that Theo
Miles is hanging up his badge.

Ten days and it goes in a box
with my Eagle Scout uniform.

- You excited?
- Hell, l don't know.

- You look good, Theo.
- Give me a break.

L look like a guy who's had 35 years
with bullets flying at him...

a couple of marriages
that cleaned the bank...

and a nice long affair
with Miss Wallop here.

So, what are you gonna do?

So, what are you gonna do?

You stay in the same place too long,
somebody's going to shoot you.

- Same old Miles.
- Look, kid, l've taught you a lot.

How to make it on the streets.

How to dance around the
bureaucratic crap.

Hell, l even taught
you how to live.

Don't make the same
mistakes l made.

What mistakes?

- Don't let 35 years jump on top of you.
- L promise.

You're a good kid.

Got to tell you...

best rook l ever trained.

Get out of here.

Would l lie to the best
man at my third wedding?

L was just the best man 'cause
your brother didn't show up.

That's just the story l told you.
L don't have a brother.

Lf you knew that, you would
have ducked out on me.

You really don't have a brother?

What are you doing?

Twisting my nipples.

Come on, George, l got
to work with you.

My nipples need strengthening
for the attachment.

So you can play with
them in the john.

L'm sorry if l'm
embarrassing you.

Francisco. ln here, now.

See. l'm not the only one
against public nipple-twisting.

George Francisco, Sgt. Dustin
Baxley, lnternal Affairs.

- Lt's nice to meet you.
- L'm afraid, this isn't a pleasure call.

There's a seven-gram discrepancy in
the weight from yesterday's seizure.

Yes. l pointed that
out to the officer.

We recalibrated both
scales and they match.

What does that mean?

That $300,000 worth of
jack disappeared...

between the crime scene
and the police station.

Where did it go?

L'm afraid this is a very
serious matter, George.

Until investigation is completed,
you're confined to desk duty.

George.

- Neemu, are you all right?
- L'm fine. l just couldn't sleep.

You feeling okay?

Yes. l must have had a contraction
or something and woke up.

We haven't had a
contraction all night.

L told the kids about the ejection center.
They're very excited.

Lt will be wonderful.

Susan, you should go up to bed.

Susan, please, just
let me work this out.

Everything will be fine.
l promise.

Well, then hold me.

Hey, Bobby. Thanks
for the doughnut.

- No one gave me a doughnut.
- You want one? He put three in my locker.

No, l don't want one.

Did you see that? Jenkins
didn't even say hello to me.

He always says hello to me.

He was reading a file. What's
with the paranoia rush?

L'm not being paranoid. L'm just
being given the cold soldier.

Lt's "shoulder." And
no, you're not.

Look, by tonight, they'll realize
they screwed up somehow.

- This will all be behind you.
- L know that.

But until they do, l'm
confined to desk duty...

while my colleagues find nothing better
to do with their time than stare at me.

Cut it out. Couple of guys
are playing with you.

Relax.

Ls Susan taking this
better than you are?

Of course she is. l
haven't told her.

What am l going to do? l can't eat,
l can't sleep, all l do is worry.

L worry about Susan, l worry
about Buck and Emily.

L worry about the negative effect
of worrying on my ling pod flap.

That's a lot of worrying.

Yes, it is. And l'm
worried about it.

Look, you want me to talk to Grazer?
Find out what's going on?

L'm capable of talking
to our Captain.

But you don't know how to humiliate
him into telling you what's going on.

L would appreciate
anything you could do.

No problem.

George.

L'm glad you're here.

L need you to go over the deposition
you gave to Chester Charles' attorney.

- Why? l told the truth.
- L know.

L just want to make sure it was recorded
properly. You are my key witness.

Of course.

Everyone wants to make
sure of me lately.

L can't believe you
don't know anything.

You had cocktails with the
deputy chief last night.

- How did you know that?
- L looked at your calendar.

Look Sikes. They're not
gonna tell me anything.

Francisco's one of my men. The
whole division becomes suspect.

You know how l.A. operates.

You really don't know anything?

Believe it or not, if
l did, l'd tell you.

- Really?
- L'm not the enemy here, Sikes.

- Hey, kid, what's going on?
- You heard about George?

Yeah, l heard l.A. was crawling up
everybody's back. Look, l'm really sorry.

- You're sorry?
- L was in on this thing.

L could have screwed up.

Please, l get enough
paranoia from my partner.

Seven stupid grams.

That's $300,000, $400,000 on
the street after it's cut.

Where did it go?

Look, l got to go in and
take it on this one.

Hell, there's a dozen reasons. L
could have misread the scales.

Theo, you don't make mistakes.

Look, l got nine days to
bump around on this job...

l'd hate to be watching the stripper at
my retirement party with any doubts.

Theo, you didn't screw up.

Hey, kid, what did l tell
you about hard evidence?

"lt's a hell of a lot
better than a man's word."

That punk we busted said that the guy
that tried to run us down is named Haney.

Lawrence Haney. L got a
bulletin out on him.

He's worth more than a bulletin.

He can tell us exactly
how much jack there was.

Find him and your partner's
back on the streets.

What's running hot
out at the track?

Pretty Boy Whelan?

You got a permit for this?

- Who the hell are you?
- He works with me.

- L thought you were dead or something.
- L'm sorry to disappoint you, Pretty Boy.

L'm about to retire and l'm
cashing all my old favors.

Yeah, well, l don't
owe you nothing.

Want me to bust him for
the concealed weapon?

Did you end up playing housewife with some
con after the last time l sent you up?

- What do you want?
- We're looking for Lawrence Haney.

- Have fun.
- You push his jack on the street?

- L ain't pushing nothing.
- That's not what we heard.

- L ain't seen Haney in a week.
- Where was he when you saw him?

Stick it.

Mustache makes you look a lot
more mature than you act.

L'll nail your ass if you
start messing with me.

Did l mention that after l retire
l plan on becoming a barber?

Son of a bitch.

All right.

Hangs down at a hotel
down on Third Street.

LNSTRUCTOR: To the left, two, three, four.
To the right, two, stretch, four.

No pain, no gain.
That's it, come on.

- Are you all right?
- No, Dad, l'm not all right.

L'm having birth pains again.

The pains you're feeling,
they're not real.

Lt's just a sympathetic reaction
to what l'm going through.

You see? Now l am starting
to react to your pains.

Perhaps you'd like to do my
Peter Fonda workout with me.

Lt's designed to relieve pain.

That's okay, Dad. You handle pain
your way, l'll handle it my way.

Into the inner folds
of the ling pod flaps.

We're going to
work on your sack.

And begin.

To the left, two, three, four.
To the right, two, three, four.

Never have to say "ouch," if you
work to stretch your pouch.

Dad.

L think l'm gonna blow chunks.

Stay with it. We're
almost there.

And one, two, three, four.
And two, two, three, four.

And three...

Yes, hello.

What are you doing home?

L thought it would be best for the
other officers' concentration.

- You're still on that paranoid trip.
- Why are you calling, Matthew?

- Good news, Theo and l...
- Theo?

Detective Miles.

We teamed so we can catch that
guy who bolted from the bust.

Yeah. We got a pretty good
lead on this Haney guy.

That should clear up a lot.

Why don't you swing by and pick me up?
L want to go with you.

You can't go.

What do you mean, l can't go?
L've got to go.

No, you don't. Relax. Stay home.
Take care of the baby.

The pod is fine. Matthew, this
is my career. l want to go.

Look, we're up to speed
on this, you're not.

We don't want anything to
jeopardize this bust, do we?

- Who's this "we"?
- Me and you.

- Who else would l be talking about?
- Come on, kid.

- Kid?
- What?

We've got a history, George.
What're you, jealous?

- No, l'm emotional.
- L know.

Lt'll be okay.

L'll call you in a little while.

How you doing, Haney?

Bill.

- Come on, Bill, l need my mail. Let's go.
- Don't even blink.

- You okay?
- Couldn't be better.

- Want your nippers?
- No, please.

Do you think we'll ever
get our appetites back?

- Can l be excused?
- Try to eat a little something.

Come on, Buck, it's really good.

All slippery and slimy.

Mom, Dad, l can't
take this anymore.

What a wimp.

Yeah? Well, if you women went through
anything like us men go through...

there probably wouldn't
be any babies at all.

Right, dad?

You think my dilation sickness is any
less painful than your father's?

L just know l got to lie down.

L'll get it.

What is this?

L'm sure you've seen one before, Detective.
Lt's a search warrant.

L'll show you, Rankin, start your search.
Matthew, what is going on?

L'm sorry, we did
everything we could.

We brought Haney in. He confirmed
the amount counted at the bust.

- Amount of what?
- Jack. They think l stole drugs.

- My father's a policeman.
- Everybody, just stay were you are.

This won't take long.

Mingo, Franklin start in the kitchen
and work your way back here.

- You can't do this. What are they doing?
- Sit down, lady.

They can't do this. Put
that picture down.

Get your hands off my mother.

Take it easy. lt's all right.
lt's okay.

Emily.

This isn't a slave ship, George.
Lt's our home.

Take it easy, everybody. l know this is
tough, but they have to search the house.

Lt's procedure.

Mom, l'm scared.

Take it easy in there.

Stay here.

Sit down. You're
giving me the creeps.

Sorry, l'm thinking.

- L have to keep walking when l think.
- L said sit, Slag.

Please, l'm expecting.
Walking helps.

Lsn't that sweet? The little
lady is expecting, boys.

Sit down, mother.

L know George. He wouldn't do it.
Couldn't do it.

You know he didn't do it.

Captain.

What do you want me to say?
L just don't know.

- You don't know?
- Back off, Sikes.

No, l won't back off.

You work with a man every day, you get
to know what kind of person he is.

Damn it, Sikes. They found
the jack in his house.

The chemical analysis was the
same as the jack from the bust.

Then somebody planted it there.
Something.

- He didn't take it.
- Somebody's got to prove that.

Thanks for your concern.

- What about bail?
- What about it?

- He's got rights, Baxley.
- All right, Sikes, put a lid on it.

- Yeah.
- Look, he's a cop.

The courts have to be a lot
tougher when we break the rules.

Or do they have to be tougher
because this cop has spots?

Well, the Newcomer Advocacy
League used some leverage.

Considering George's condition,
they got a judge to set bail.

Thank God for pregnant men.

- Where's George Francisco?
- L'm right here, Matthew.

- Come on, you're out of here.
- Lt's about time.

What happened to him?

He just came down with a
bad case of the creeps.

L was set up and l know it.

- Of course you were.
- And l know by whom.

Okay. You're monitored.

Lt's funny how the
universe is so small.

This tracking device is
very much like what the...

overseers used on
us at mining camps.

Look, George, l'm sorry. lt's the law.
At least until the preliminary hearing.

- Yes, of course. l understand.
- George.

- Glad to see you're out.
- Why?

- Why did you do it?
- What are you talking about?

L think you know exactly
what l'm talking about.

You and l were the only
ones who handled that jack.

L checked, and l assure
you l didn't take it!

- Do you hear what l'm saying?
- Kid, could use a little help here.

George, that's enough.
Damn it! Cut it out.

- You okay?
- Yeah, l'm fine. lt's no big deal.

- My life is no big deal?
- Come on. l'm taking you home.

Susan will be here any moment.

Lf you need me, you
know where to find me.

LNSTRUCTOR: Three, two, three, four.
Stretch those spots till they're sore.

And one, two, three,
four, breathe....

Why don't you come
and join me, George?

Ln, two, three,
four, and out....

Not till after the baby.

Susan, l am so frustrated.

What are we going to do? Lf
l have to go to jail, l....

- You're not going to jail, George.
- L don't know that.

L don't even know if
l'll be reinstated.

- Lf you're not, we'll survive.
- But as what?

L can't let this happen.

Then it won't. You've gone further and
worked harder than so many, Stanya.

You'll get past this.
We all will.

Dad, your partner's here.

- Hi.
- Matthew.

L got some of your junk together.
L thought you might want it.

You know how the clowns at the
station like to rip stuff off.

Thank you.

- Lt's kind of heavy.
- Lt's okay. l'll just take this upstairs.

So how are you doing?

As well as expected.

Look...

l just want you to know, l
think you got Theo all wrong.

He understands what
you're going through.

L'm sorry, Matthew. l want you to
understand what l'm going through.

L do.

Do you think l took
seven grams of jack...

and was stupid enough to
keep it in my own house?

- No, of course l don't.
- Well, somebody took that jack.

And somebody planted it in my house.
And that somebody is Theo Miles.

Look, he pulled me
off the streets.

Got me through the academy.
Treated me like his own.

And haven't you forgot about something?
Like a motive?

What does he have to gain
by getting you put away?

You.

- Sikes, get your butt in my office.
- What?

This just came in from the
city attorney's office.

That slimeball attorney of Chester Charles'
is going to file for a dismissal...

on the grounds that our witness, George,
is up on a felony count himself.

Can he do that?

Not only can he do it.
He can make it stand up.

Well, let's get Bud
Anderson to fight it.

L just got off the phone with him. He
doesn't think it would be worth the effort.

Charles blew away his partner in cold
blood. What the hell does he want?

Some legal system. A felon walks
while an innocent cop gets put away.

Yeah, you heard me. L
think George is innocent.

Look, would you break
the news to him?

- Sure.
- Charles sure is a lucky guy.

Yeah, maybe just a
little too lucky.

Get on it.

- There you go.
- Thank you.

- Hey, kid, l've been looking for you.
- What's going down?

L got a bust set up. Getting
close to retire-day.

How about coming along and
protecting my backside?

You getting superstitious
all of a sudden?

Yeah, l guess l am.

- Well, count me in. Give me some advice.
- Shoot.

- Lt's about George.
- Yeah, how's he holding up?

Good.

L think he's being framed. L think
l know by who. Chester Charles.

Do you mean that guy that George
is going to testify against?

You mean, was going to testify against.
With George discredited, Charles walks.

You got anything to back
up this theory of yours?

Not really.

How hard would it be to
arrange a sting like that?

Pay somebody off from the
department to set up the bust...

then plant the jack
at George's house?

- That'd be nothing for a guy like Charles.
- You might be on to something.

You tell anybody
else about this?

What good would it do? L
don't have any proof.

Well, you've got
to do something.

What would you do?

Plant somebody in the cell with Charles.
He may do something or say something.

Lt's worth a shot.

Lt's a good idea. Thanks, Theo.

Lf l don't have all the information, how
do you expect me to solve the problem?

My teacher says everything
you need is in each problem.

"A train leaves Los Angeles at 10:30 a.m.
traveling east at...

"20 km per hour." Well, what
are the weather conditions?

Lf it's raining, it can't
sustain that speed.

What difference does it make?
L think it's sunny.

Weather makes a big
difference in...

train travel.

L'll get the door.

What are you doing home?

L got in a fight.

Lt's not easy being the
daughter of a corrupt Slag cop.

You got in a fight?

Some dumb clod football player.
L barely touched him.

Emily, why don't you go upstairs
and finish your homework?

L'm not taking it so well.

Starting to feel so dirty.

My family looks at me,
and this, and....

The memories it brings
back for all of us.

L know it's not easy,
but hang in there.

L'm sorry about yesterday, Matt. L
didn't mean to attack your friend.

- Lt's just more than l can handle.
- Forget it.

You had every right
going after Miles.

- Why? He couldn't.
- He is, George.

And l'm gonna prove it.

L'm sorry.

Lt's not like he was
my father or anything.

Oh, no, Matthew. To you he
was much more than a father.

- Lf there's anything l can do.
- L got to do this alone.

And, call me if anything
starts happening.

Remember, l'm the godfather.

Hey, what the hell are you doing?
We got a bust. Chop-chop.

We need to talk, Miles.

How about after we hit the crack house
so this warrant doesn't go cold?

L want to do it now.

How much did Chester
Charles pay you?

You set George up
to discredit him.

With him bounced off the force,
Chester Charles goes free.

Do you really believe that?

When l told you l wanted
to set Charles up...

you ran to his attorney.
l tailed you.

- What are you doing?
- What are you doing?

Huh? What are you doing?

You're the guy who
taught me everything.

L taught you one thing.

How to survive, Sikes.

You were at the bust. You were at George's.
And the money?

You live high and hard, Theo. You
know you never saved a dime.

Give me 24 hours.

You know, l watched
your back for a year.

L carried you home when you used
to get smashed down at Casey's.

We even cried together.

Who is it? An old
partner of yours?

L screw up a lot, kid.
You know that.

- What's done is done.
- What about my partner?

He'll survive.

What about me?

Miles, please don't do this.
Don't walk away from me.

Look, l'm not Mister Perfect. Take me
off that damn pedestal you got me on.

L'm a beat-up old cop trying to find a
couple of good years. That's all l am...

and all l ever was.

L love you like my own.
You know that.

Well, work it out, kid.

- So what do we do now?
- L say that's up to you.

- The suspect lives alone.
- L read the report.

Then you know he's armed. He may
have even booby-trapped the place.

- Watch your step.
- Yeah.

- Sure.
- L'm taking the front.

Ln 30.

MlLES: Police, freeze.

Oh, man.

Lt looks like l had my
last call after all.

Take it easy. l'll
get a paramedic.

Hey.

L taught you more than
survival, didn't l, kid?

Yeah, you did, Theo.
A whole lot more.

Theo...

don't take George with you.

My desk at home.

Bank receipt...

trace it.

L'm sorry.

Partners?

Partners.

- How did it go?
- Jury took less than an hour.

Charles got life. How about you?

You know me at funerals. L said
my goodbyes. l'll be okay.

Matthew, everything
you did, l....

l can never feel what you feel. But
l'll never forget what you've done.

Let it ride, George.

L just wish there was
something l could do for you.

Be a good cop.

You can count on it.

What is it?

My ling pod flap just dropped.

Ls that good?

Lt is if l get to the
ejection center quickly.

- Lt's the big one.
- L'll call Susan.

- No, we're biologically in sync.
- That's right. She knows.

Would you drive
me to the center?

- Me?
- Yes.

Right. Sure.

Murdock, check George and me out. We're
going to have a baby, or something.

So far, Matthew, you're
doing an excellent job.

Okay, how we doing?

They're focusing.

- Well, here's the Bing Bang oil.
- Bin Yin.

And please, just try to absorb
the mood we have created.

- Yeah, l'm gonna go absorb the hallway.
- Please. Stay.

- Lt's time.
- Oh, jeez.

The Bin Yin is the
oil of Celine.

- Lt's just for the blessing.
- Great.

We need the charcoal
powder, now.

Right, George.

Do you need the mallet?

No, we're fine.

George, it is a girl.

Amen.