CHiPs (1977–1983): Season 1, Episode 6 - Baby Food - full transcript

Hey, Ponch! Wake up!

- Huh? Why?
- What are you doing?

Clocking a sparrow?

She's beautiful!

Tall, tanned, legs up to here.

You better keep your eyes
on the car in front of you.

She wears these short shorts
and little flip-flops..

...and she's even got sexy feet!

Feet? How long
have you known her?

She just moved
into the trailer park.

I haven't met her yet.



[instrumental music]

[thud]

[clattering]

[horn blaring]

[tires screeching]

[thud]

[tires screeching]

[horn blaring]

[tires screeching]

[music from radio]

[horn blaring]

[horn blaring]

[engine revving]

[horn blaring]



[tires screeching]

[horn blaring]

Did you see what almost
happened to me?

Yeah, well,
it was only almost, Ponch.

I'm gonna give that bozo
a piece of my mind

and maybe more.

Oh, wh-wh-what's wrong, officer?

I was only going 45 maybe 50.

Okay, it's possible that I was
going over a little more.

But it's..

[horns blaring]

- No, but I-I can't--
- Hey, mister.

When you're on the freeway--

Hey, Ponch, uh, the traffic,
okay?

Can I see your
driver's license, please?

But I-I don't understand
how that happened. I just..

Did you lose something?

A few hundred pounds
of baby food.

Now, are you gonna help
or what?

Sure, sure, okay.
No problem.

Call Caltrans
and tell 'em to get

a unit out here
to clear this up.

And will you take over here?

We're supposed to be
down at Central

waiting for a court call!

Alright.

[horn blaring]

Okay, when you get reloaded

just make sure
that latch is secure, okay?

Yeah, I-I'll sit on it
if I have to.

I-I-I'm sorry..

...I-I could've sworn
I locked her up.

- There you go.
- Thank-Thank you.

We're late. Getraer gets nervous
when I'm not on time.

Oh, yeah?
Well, what's he gonna do?

I mean, you're already
on probation.

Oh, yeah?

If he had his way, he'd put

my whole family on probation.

[engine revs]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

Honey, look!

It gotta be worth
at least $40!

[male #1]
'Chippies.'

[instrumental music]

You folks need any help?

We're fine. We just had
a little trouble with a tire.

Well, for your own safety,
you shouldn't be on the shoulder

any longer than necessary, okay?

We're leaving now, officer.
Thank you.

We're clear.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

It's started.
Briefing's started.

We're not even going out today.
We don't have to go to briefing.

I know, but nervous is nervous,
and when he doesn't see me

he starts to think
I'm in some kinda trouble.

Yeah, well, that's his
overactive imagination, uh..

I have a feeling he's gonna see
you soon enough.

So the records, uh,
of, uh, gasoline consumption

and mileage,
they haven't been accurate.

Therefore, the logs are gonna
have to be adjusted.

Now, the following officers
will report

to the clerk immediately
following briefing.

Patterson.

[all laughing]

Yeah. Wilson.

[all laughing]

Uh...Sylvian.

Johnson T.J..

[all laughing]

Poncherello!

Get away from the door!

I said, get away!

Excuse me.

Sorry, sarge.
I couldn't hear you.

We couldn't hear him, right?

Uh, no, actually, we were
looking at these files--

[Joseph]
'Baker..'

...that's aiding and abetting.

I don't wanna see that face.

[sighs]

Hey, uh, Ponch. Come on, now.
We're not even on duty.

You're gonna get us in trouble,
now check..

[Frank whistles]

Uh, no.

Oh, give me some room.

[Jon]
'No, Ponch, come on,
don't do it. Getraer--'

[Frank]
'Hey, she's my project'

'for the month, remember.'

Oh, how about Ms. Trailer Park?

Legs up to here? Remember,
you told me about her?

A bird in the hand, my boy.

A bird in the hand.

Good morning, my lovely!

Not now, Ponch.

The sarge needs these reports.

Saturday night they got a great
double bill at the drive-in.

Some of us stopped
going to drive-ins

when we graduated
from high school.

Accurately you
calculate your gas..

Look, this is a drive-in movie
anda picnic, all in one date!

- 'It's really far out!'
- Poncherello?

Think it over, I make
a terrific potato salad!

Ponch!

Yeah, thanks.

[sighs]

We did good today, babe.

Yeah, let's celebrate.

Let's get back
to the campground.

[laughs]

Far out.

Hm?

Today's gotta be our day.

[woman on radio]
'A red Chevrolet...
southbound to Vermont.'

'15-7 David, L.A.'

'10-21A, ASAP.'

Hey, come on, let's go,
it's almost time.

Yeah, for what? Lunch?

No, "The Troubled World."
Come on.

Hey, Ponch! This weekend,
you're gonna work Dart?

No, Flyer.
I need the extra money.

[man on TV]
'And now, the continuing story
of the people we know.'

'Neighbors of yours and mine.'

'The people living in..'

'..."The Troubled World."'

Oh, you gotta be kidding me!

You mean to tell me,
you watch this stuff?

Shh...Carrie just told Bob
that she's leaving

for Brazil with Susan and Jamie.

I'll read it
when the book comes out.

[Bob on TV]
'Carrie, don't tell me lies.
I don't wanna hear more lies.'

'Prove your love
by staying with me.'

[Carrie on TV]
'But you know I love you.'

'I left George for you.'

[Bob]
'But not until I left Carla.'

'Carrie, sometimes I doubt
your words, doubt our future.'

'Sometimes I'm sure
we have nothing together.'

[Carrie]
'Bob, don't say that. I can't
bear it. I won't hear it.'

[Bob]
'Then prove your love.
Stay with me forever.'

[Carrie]
'I will, my dear,
after we return.'

[Bob]
'No, Carrie,
it's if you return.'

[Carrie]
'You know me better than that.'

'You know I've never
lied to you.'

[Bob]
'Haven't you, Carrie?
Haven't you, really?'

'Oh, Carrie, I love you.
I need you.'

'I want you here. Now!'

[Carrie]
'I can't, sweetheart.
We've got a plane to catch.'

[Bob]
'Oh, every time we're close
and I feel something good'

'is about to happen,
you've gotta..'

[sighs]

You said you didn't want to see
my face or hear my voice.

I can't think in there!

Well, it wasn't my voice.

I thought you were gonna
keep him in check, Baker.

I thought I could depend on you.

Yeah, well, see,
Carrie told Bob--

That she's going to Brazil
with Jamie--

Please. Jon, please!

[sighs]

Hey, I'm two cases short.

What?

You've gotta be kidding!

You know that baby food
was on the way to the lab.

It was contaminated
with botulism.

I-I know, I-I probably lost them
when I got this.

I gotta make a phone call.

[Frank]
'The four of them were crouched
behind their car.'

'It was just me and my bike
against four men'

'two 45s and two sawed-offs.'

I pulled my gun, I grabbed
my mike and called for backup.

That's when they opened fire.
I was hit by a bullet!

Oh, that hurt real bad!
I went down!

I got up and I got hit
on this side.

Oh, you girls..

[laughs]

I was speaking very low.

Baker, both of you, out.

Uh, we're waiting
for a call, sarge--

Look! Stand by at home.

[Joseph]
'I will phone you
when the call comes in.'

Oh, good, we'll both
be at my place.

Look, I don't care
where you are

as long as you're not here.

- Got it?
- Right.

Good. Good.

[sighs]

Ponch, hey, why your place?

I want you to see Melinda.

- Melinda?
- Yep.

Oh, yeah, the-the one
with the sexy feet.

Right, and you'll get
a free introductory lesson

to the Poncherello
School of Cool.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

Hello, Henry.

That's a boy. That's a boy.

See that, uh?

[Frank]
'What do you think
I should use?'

'Do I give her
my Redford approach'

or maybe I'll be more
continental, like, uh

Rex Harrison?

I just wanna see her feet.

Well, maybe I'll try
my Stallone.

[imitating Stallone]
Hey, hey, come here!

Hey!

[both laughing]

Hey, Ponch.

Oh, mister,
don't open that hood.

[Frank]
'Don't open that hood,
whatever you do.'

Don't open that hood!

[blasting]

[grunts]

[man coughing]

[man coughing]

- LA 15, 7 Mary 3..
- Easy, take some deep breaths.

Deep breaths!

Gulp some oxygen.

Alright. Fine.

- '7 Mary 3, 10-4.'
- 'You're doing fine.'

- 'So take it easy.'
- Keep it moving, come on.

- Breathe some air. Go ahead.
- Oh, my God, Randy!

- Randy's in the car.
- What?

- Randy! Randy's in the car.
- Hey, hey!

- 'You gotta do something.'
- 'Calm down.'

'Randy's in the car!'

- I'll get him.
- Calm down. Relax.

Easy, boy. Easy.
Easy, boy, come on.

Come on, now. Easy, hey,
hey, hey. Come on. Come on.

Come here, okay, come here.

'Come on, let me in there.
Come..'

[Jon]
'Oh, no, I slipped on it.
Come on, le..'

'He's.. No, come on,
easy boy. Easy.'

'Come on, let me in.
Let me in. Come on.'

- Randy?
- 'Come on, boy'

[Jon]
'Come on, come on.
No, no, no.'

'Come here, come here,
come here, come on.'

Atta boy, easy, now. Easy.

- Come on, Randy, come on.
- 'Okay.'

'Let me in there, come on.'

'Let me in there. Hey, hey.
Oh, no, no!'

- Easy, boy, easy. Ow!
- 'Come on, boy.'

Come on. No, no, no.

Easy, come on, come on.

[male #2]
'Come on. Don't hurt him.'

- 'Come on, Randy!'
- Come on.

'Be careful with him.'

- 'Don't hurt him.'
- 'Come on, get off there.'

'Come on, hold on, I'll get it.'

He'll be alright, relax.

- Okay, I got it now, come on.
- 'Easy with it.'

Come on, boy. Come on,
come on, come on. Get out!

- Hurry up. Come on, come on!
- You got him.

Come on, boy. Here. Come on.

- Hey, boy.
- Here, boy.

[blasting]

- Phew!
- Oh, baby, you're alright.

Randy, you're okay, come on.

Oh, Randy.

Are you alright now?

[tires screeching]

'You didn't get burned.'

- 'Boy, I'm so happy.'
- Anybody hurt? Everybody okay?

[Jon]
'Yeah, we're fine.'

[male #2]
'Ha ha ha.
Come here, boy.'

[Fritz]
'I don't believe you, Ponch.'

Getraer is gonna have
a field day with you.

[male #2]
'I'm gonna give you a bath.'

'Randy, you're gonna
be beautiful for the weekend.'

'Yeah, you and me, kid.'

'It's okay. Come here, Randy.'

'Come on, give me a hug.'

'Atta boy!'

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

Hey, Francis,
I baked you a rhubarb pie!

- Alright!
- How's that?

Okay, Dirty Harry,
we got you covered.

Bang! Bang!

You got your own
John Dillinger, huh?

Yeah, and old Al Capone, too.

[laughs]

Be it ever so humble.

Yeah, well,
where is, uh, Ms. Sexy Feet?

She's in that nest over there.

Oh, well, you go on. I'll just,
uh, wait here and observe.

Not like this.
This has to be done right.

Come on.

[sighs]

[sighs]

Well, I see
you've, uh, cleaned this up.

Huh? Oh, yeah. Hey, why don't
you have a seat over here, Jon?

- No, thanks.
- You want a cold drink?

- Yeah, what do you got?
- Uh, let me see.

I got a little apple juice
and a piece of watermelon

left over from the fourth.

- July 4th?
- Uh-huh.

- Yeah, well, this is almost--
- Yeah, I know.

It's a little dried out.

I'll pass.

You know, I could do it
like in the movies.

I could walk over and, uh,
borrow a cup of sugar or flour.

Yeah, if you could find a cup.

Are you kidding? I know where
everything is in here.

Uh, lucky it was that pole
and not my leg.

Now, what do you think?

Alright, sugar or flour?

Well, what happened to the, uh,
Poncherello School Of Cool?

Well, I'm always open
for suggestions, Jon.

Just go up to her and say,
"Hey, my name is Frank

and, uh, I'd like
to get to know you."

And take it from there.
Just be honest.

- You're right.
- Yeah.

You're absolutely right.

I'm gonna let her discover me.

[baby crying]

Ah-ha...I'll put these on

and go outside
and polish my bike.

Chicks can't resist a nice,
shiny bike..

...and me in these shorts.

Oh...there she is!

[Frank]
'Oh!'

Yeah.

I can't see her feet.

Got it. Dalecki's Baby Food.

One of my officers?
Loose load cite?

Not so far, but we'll check
right into it.

Yes, sir, we'll start
an immediate search

for the two boxes.

Right.

[woman on radio]
'15-5 Mary LA.'

'11-82, southbound
Harbor Freeway at Exposition.'

[typewriter clanging]

[woman on radio]
'15-7, Mary LA.'

'11-79, northbound,
Hollywood Freeway to Vermont.'

Attention, all units.

[woman on radio]
'We are requesting
all area agencies'

'to assist in the search
for two boxes'

'of contaminated baby food.'

'The boxes were lost
on the Golden State'

'southbound, near Ninth.'

'The food is contaminated
with botulism.'

'Repeat, botulism.'

I can't find the blue one,
but which one

of these shirts
goes best with these shorts?

Oh, come on, Ponch, you're not
going to a fashion show.

You're going to meet a girl.

Yeah, maybe
I don't need a shirt.

No, but then again,
I do look good in purple.

Are you sure?

No cites for a loose load
on the Golden State?

Thanks.

Ah, of course!

Baker and Poncherello.

They came in this morning.

They didn't respond
to their dispatches

because they're not
on their bikes

they're at Poncherello's.

Does anybody have
Poncherello's phone number?

[chuckles]

Yeah.

[sighs]

[dial clicking]

[busy tone]

[grunting]

I should never let him go home.

I shouldn't have..

I'm too nice a guy.

That's it.
I'm just too nice a guy.

[grunts]

[busy tone]

[rattling]

[Baker]
'You go to the drive-in
very often?'

[Ponch]
'I don't have to.
I can watch it right from here.'

Saves me a fortune.

You know, how do you know
what's going on?

You can't even hear it.

Well, during the winter,
you kinda

have to figure
it out, read lips.

But during the summer,
all the car windows are open.

- It's like stereo.
- Yeah.

[rattling]

Hey, how do I get my nickel
back outta here?

Come on, son of a..

[busy tone]

Oh!

Mr. Nice Guy.

I'm gonna have my name

legally changed to Mr. Nice Guy.

Boy, never again!
Never again!

- Hey, sarge--
- Just later, Barkley. Later.

[telephone ringing]

[man on TV ]
'This is your noon news update,
Larry McCormick reporting.'

'Earlier today,
on the Golden State freeway'

two boxes of deadly
baby food were lost.

And this baby food is
contaminated with botulism.

The boxes are marked,
"Dalecki's."

[instrumental music]

Why do I do that? I mean just..

I'm too nice a guy.

[music continues]

I don't believe it!

[engine revving]

Hey!

'Hey!'

Yeah, you!

What do you think you're doing?

You were doing 68!

[mumbling]

You know, I could give you
a citation for that!

'That's thirteen miles
over the speed limit!'

Thirteen miles!
Do you know that?

'Yeah, alright.
Just keep it under 55!'

And consider yourself
warned and advised!

Boy!

Why am I such a nice guy?

Now you stay
by the window and watch.

Every move is a picture.
Now, go on, by the window.

[engine rumbling]

- 'Is she still out there?'
- 'Uh-oh!'

What, "Uh-oh"?
Is she with another guy?

[Frank]
'Oh-oh.'

'What's he doing here?'

I don't know.
Maybe he heard about Melinda.

If he's here, it means
we're in some kind of trouble.

- But what did we do?
- We?

[door opens]

Okay, who's been on the phone?

Hi!

What happened?
Did you guys have a fight?

[chuckles]
Ever hear
of the earthquake of '71?

Look, who's been on the phone?

You're supposed
to be reachable by phone!

You know, you're supposed
to be on court call.

Hey, we're here
all the time, sarge.

Yeah, well, then why has
the phone been busy?

[smirks]

Let me see here.

Now, move your feet.

[clanking]

[telephone ringing]

No wonder nobody's
called me all week.

[sighs]
You know, Poncherello..

...I could put another Form 2
in your jacket.

Hey, sarge, uh,
what brings you out here?

[sighs]
Baby food.

Huh? Not here.

[laughing]

Did you guys cite
a baby food truck this morning?

- Yeah, we did.
- Yeah, it was a loose load.

In fact, we almost got killed.

Yeah, well,
that loose load contained

contaminated baby food,
botulism.

'There are two boxes
of it missing.'

'Now it's either out
on the road somewhere'

'or somebody picked it up.'

Do you remember anybody
or...anything?

I was seeing double
from my steeplechase ride.

Look, guys, think.
It's important.

That stuff's poison.

Well, I wrote the cite, but,
uh, Fritz called Caltrans

and then he stayed around
to clean things up.

So maybe he remembers.

[sighs]

Alright, I'll call Fritz.

You two guys get back
to Central.

But you sent us home, remember?

Yeah, but I want you
where I can reach you.

[instrumental music]

[baby crying]

- Henry getting hungry?
- Oh, yes.

How's it going, Henry?

Oh, that's a boy.
It's okay, Henry.

Hang on, Henry.
We're almost at the campgrounds.

[humming]

You all set, Pon..

[sighs]

Hi.

- Hi.
- It's kinda hot.

I thought you might like some.

Oh!

Thank you.

You live here?

Yeah.

No, not really, uh,
but my partner does.

I kinda hang around
here a lot.

[chuckles]
It's nice to know
your neighbors..

'...especially when
they're police officers.'

Yeah, I think so.

[chuckling]

Well..

...I gotta run.

'You can return
the glass any time.'

Sure....thank you.

Ooh!

Hey, old buddy,
did you set me up, huh?

Uh, no.

[Frank]
'Here we go again!'

[Jon]
Yeah, let's just stay away
from the flying boxes.

Yeah, isn't this where
we cited the truck?

Just up ahead, I think.

Let's take a look around, okay?

What about your buddy Getraer?

He won't miss me
for another five more minutes.

'This is important.'

I'll check the divider!

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

- See anything?
- Uh-uh, you?

The boxes could have
jumped the divider.

Hm, could be.

[engine revving]

[intense music]

[horn blaring]

[engine revving]

[engine revving]

Pull it over.

What's the matter with you boys?

Do you want
to get yourselves killed?

May I see your driver's license,
please, ma'am?

I was so afraid seeing you.

'You boys ought to learn
to study those poster signs!'

Ma'am, uh, you were using
an off-ramp

to get on the freeway.

And no wonder, ha,
with those itty-bitty signs.

Now, you talk
to your police chief!

Oh, no, no, no,
we're not LAPD.

See, we're State Highway Patrol.

Well, better yet.

Then talk to the governor!

Watch out.
I'll write this one.

It's all mine.

And you, boys, stop speeding

along on those motor things.

'You'll get hurt.'

Tell that to the governor,
will you?

- Hey, give me that.
- Ah!

Never mind, Ponch.
Uh, excuse me, ma'am.

We'll be with you
in a minute, okay?

You can't write her a citation.

I could write her three
citations for what she did.

We can't write her. Look, She's
angry. She's angry with us.

She's angry with the itsy-bit..

The signs.
She's angry with the state.

She won't sign the ticket.
She just, uh..

She won't accept it.

Look, the kid, huh?
I can tell. Okay?

So-so I'll hook her up
and take her down.

Yeah. Take her down where? What
are you gonna do, tow her in?

That's gonna do a lot to beef up
your arrest record.

Excuse me, ma'am, uh,
until we have time

to do something
about those signs

maybe you can just be
a little more careful, okay?

'Now, if you could
just slide over, uh'

nice Officer Poncherello
will help you turn around, okay?

You be careful now!

We don't wanna get hurt!

[horn blaring]

[engine revving]

[engine rumbling]

She gave me a cookie.

But it's for you.

'But we're still gonna have
to have DMV retest her.'

Uh, for me.

Mm-hmm..

[baby crying]

Hello, Henry.

That's a boy.

That's a boy!

See, daddy?

Daddy?

Henry.

You know, I wonder if some kids

might have picked up
that baby food!

Maybe...but the way those boxes
were bouncing out of that truck

they could've gone anywhere.

Oh, no! There's that couple.

Remember that couple
yesterday with the flat tire?

Of course!

Scavengers. That's it!

They must have hung around!

I think we're getting senile.

Not me!

[instrumental music]

Oh, what happened?
What did you do now?

We think we know
where the baby food is.

- Where?
- Gypsy van.

- A school bus.
- Hey, slow down, now.

- Scavengers.
- What? Slow down, slow down.

Hold it. Now, tell me about it.

After we cited
the baby food truck

about half a mile further down,
we saw a school bus.

[Jon]
'A converted school bus,
a gypsy van'

'loaded down like
you can't believe.'

They gotta be freeway
scavengers.

Headed south
on the Golden State.

[indistinct chatter]

[telephone ringing]

Attention, all units.

The contaminated
baby food dropped

from the Dalecki truck
this morning

was possibly picked up
and carried off

in a converted school bus.

The bus is described
as pre-1960

[woman on radio]
'still official yellow color.'

'The lettering
has been painted over.'

'When last seen, a canvas
tarpaulin tied to its roof.'

[dramatic music]

It's getting late,
they gotta stop

somewhere to camp for the night.

Yeah, there aren't many places

a vehicle like that can stop.

Right, they usually can't afford
the regular trailer camps.

You know, they stop up in the
Santa Monica Canyons a lot.

Yeah, they use the open areas
alongside the road to camp.

Okay, right.

You two take the Topanga Canyon.

I'll send some other units
to help you out.

Barkley, take Malibu Canyon,
alright?

Hold it. There's an accident
this side of the tunnel.

It took over an hour
to get one tow truck up.

Another one's hung up there.
It's a big mess.

'Motor's the only way through.'

Okay, you go, and you two guys
better go, too

since you know
what it looks like.

Make sure you hit
the side roads, alright?

Okay.

[intense music]

[engine revving]

[instrumental music]

[intense music]

There's a rest area up ahead.
I'll take it!

I'll ask over here!

It's a yellow school bus.

[engine revving]

Yeah, I heard it on the radio,
but I ain't seen no school bus.

Thank you.

You kids, now get rid
of this..

Hey, alright. Get in the back.
Stay back, now.

You stay up here.
Leave your brother alone.

- Alright, give me that.
- Excuse me, sir.

What do you want?

I'm looking for a yellow bus.

Alright,
give me that squirt gun!

Look, all I'm looking to do
is get outta here.

- Get up in the front.
- Thank you.

Yellow school bus,
have you seen one?

Thank you.

Are you sure you didn't
see a school bus?

Okay, I'll talk to them.

- Nothing!
- Me, neither.

Uh, Tapia Park's just over
the hill. Let's check that out.

[instrumental music]

[engine revving]

[indistinct chatter]

There it is!

- What's wrong?
- Uh, that baby food's poisoned.

[gasps]

LA 15, 7 Mary 4. Code 33.

[woman on radio]
'Attention all units. Code 33.'

All frequencies clear.
Go ahead, 7 Mary 4.

We found the baby food.

It has been eaten by an infant.

We're in Tapia Park
on Malibu Canyon Road.

We'll need our copter
to get the baby out.

The canyon is all jammed up.

Negative, 7 Mary 4.

The CHP helicopter is halfway

to Palm Springs on a blood run.

The sheriff flies a chopper
out to Malibu. Let's get it!

10-23, 7 Mary 4.

This is CHP to Station B.

- How's it going?
- Hang in there.

I'm trying
to get a chopper.

7 Mary 4, negative
on the sheriff's helicopter.

[woman on radio]
'It's at Aero Bureau
in Long Beach.'

'Its ETA would be 20 minutes.'

7 Mary 3, contact
UC paramedics

and, uh, advise victim, eight
months old, weighs 20 pounds.

'Ingested approximately three
ounces of a tapioca pudding'

'within the last 10 minutes.'

- Respond with instructions.
- '10-4.'

My baby. What can we do?

Yeah, they'll tell us.

Hey, you know, he's cute.

- What's his name?
- Henry.

Henry, you know,
I got an uncle Henry.

Looks just like you.

[baby wailing]

- 'LA 15. 7 Mary 3.'
- 7 Mary 3.

UC Medical says the baby
should have its stomach

pumped immediately,imperative.

'Antitoxin must be
administered.'

We have to get him
to a hospital!

Don't worry. We will.

Uh, send an ambulance
to the Malibu end of the canyon.

- We'll meet them there.
- '10-4.'

Carry or lead?

Uh, carry.

Come on, Henry.
Hey, hey, hey.

You're gonna go with big Jon.

[baby wailing]

[engine revving]

[siren wailing]

Hang on, Henry.

[siren wailing]

[siren wailing]

[siren wailing]

[male #3]
'Hey, screw you, cop!'

[siren wailing]

[siren continues]

[tires screeching]

[whistles]
Get over there!

Easy there. Easy, Henry.
Come on. Here. We're here now.

Take it easy. Atta boy.

Hey, his name is Henry!

[siren wailing]

Uh, what about the baby food?

Oh, it's all accounted for.
15-8's got it.

[Gertraer]
'Well, you put
in a good day, fellas.'

'Ah...there is one other thing.'

I hate to bring it up

but you're gonna
have to cut down

on the personal calls
here at the office.

But we weren't even there
to make any calls.

Oh, it's not making them.
It's getting them.

This isn't a personal
answering service, you know?

You mean, I got a personal call?

Uh...there are three messages
here from a Melinda.

See that? I knew it!

[Frank]
'I knew she'd call me
when she saw me.'

No, no, no.
They're not for Poncherello.

They're for Baker.

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