CHiPs (1977–1983): Season 2, Episode 23 - The Greatest Adventures of CHiPs - full transcript

While Ponch and Jon are off in Sacramento attending a seminar, Grossman starts to collect anecdotes about the team from other officers so that - win or lose - they can give them a party, half testimonial and half roast.

[theme music]

And finally,
a yellow '74 Fairlane XVB 099

stolen from
the 800 Block Carmelina.

So much for the hot sheet.

Now, if you're wondering
why it is so quiet around here

it may be because Baker and
Poncherello left this morning

for Sacramento
to teach an ISTC seminar.

Now, I put them on the plane
this morning myself.

So, uh, I think it's safe to
make the following announcement.

The division commander
has nominated Jon and Ponch

for the Sustained
Superior Achievement Award.



[all cheering]

- You're kidding? Jon and Ponch?
- Yeah, that's right.

For superior achievement above
and beyond routine duty

sustained
over a two-year period.

And as I'm sure you're aware,
only three officers

in the Los Angeles area
have received this award

in the last seven years,
so, uh, it's quite something.

Okay, Grossi, it's yours.

If the commissioner
goes for it

we thought we'd throw
the guys a little shindig.

Excuse me.

Kind of a half testimonial
and half roast.

Since the guys are gone

we have a great opportunity
to work up some material.



Now, naturally because
of my literary sensitivity..

[all laughing]

...and my facile command
of the English language

some of us felt
I should assemble

our recollections of
some of their escapades.

Okay, everybody.
Help him out. That's it.

Hey, Grossi.

What about that pursuit
up on the grapevine?

Hey, don't forget that 1183
on the Harbor Freeway.

Grossman, what are you
gonna start with?

The school bus.

[loud chatter]

[exhales deeply]

[loud chatter continues]

[exhales deeply]

[grunts]

Hey, you hit the driver.

Now, what?
Ah, these kids.

[upbeat music]

[tires screeching]

[car honking]

[all screaming]

[tires screeching]

[all screaming]
Help! Help!

Hey, driver,
turn the ignition off.

I can't reach it.
I can't stop.

Okay, just hold it steady.

- Take it easy now.
- Okay.

LA 15-7-Mary-3.

Facing a runaway bus, eastbound,
heading for Jackson.

'Bring it on the white line
and hold it there, alright?'

Okay, just hold it steady now.
Hold it steady, alright?

Okay.

[theme music]

[upbeat music continues]

[all screaming]

[all screaming]

[tires screeching]

[siren blaring]

[tires screeching]

Hang in there, partner.

[music continues]

LA-15-7-Mary-4, 10-97.
The runaway bus, Code-4.

Roll paramedics and ambulance.

Jon received a lot of
attaboy letters for that one.

Of course, everybody seems
to have a short memory

when one of us seems
to make a mistake.

Like the time we had to re-enact
that multiple collision.

Yeah.

[upbeat music]

[tires screeching]

[car honking]

[tires screeching]

[car continues honking]

I thought they were gonna
nail Sindy for that.

Yeah, well, Jon and Ponch almost
got nailed themselves

re-creating that accident
to clear her.

With the commissioner's office
and the state senator

breathing down our necks,
trying to prove how and why

Sindy was forced off the road
was, well, like

piecing together
a complex jigsaw puzzle.

Ponch and Jon had to literally
re-live the terror that Sindy

and that truck driver
went through.

And believe me
that was a real nightmare.

[tires screeching]

You must've played
a lot of chicken.

I'll never do it again
with a loaded truck.

- You missed me, man.
- No. You missed me.

I don't know how the truck got
on the other side of the line

but I'll tell you one thing.

Sindy did one heck
of a piece of driving.

Yeah, she went off the road
on purpose

to get out of the way.

Alright, that's enough.

I...don't want to see
anymore of this.

I'll accept your argument.

- Wait a minute. I don't.
- Hey, Bill, you just saw.

What I saw just scared
the whey out of me.

But you're assuming the truck
went on the wrong side first.

You haven't proven anything
and you haven't shown why.

Joe, if you wanna do
anymore of this, um..

...I'll ask you
to take me down.

Hey. Hey, sarge.

Was something being delivered
at the time of the accident?

Hold on, Ponch.

How about it?

Yeah, that's why
I didn't see the accident.

I just checked in some
roofing paper and, uh..

...just a second.

Yeah, here it is.

Ponch, they delivered
some roofing paper

and some fireplace mirrors,
a truckload of them.

Get one up there by 5 o'clock.

Go on up.

Okay, the truck clock
stopped at 5:17.

That means we have to hit that
curve at exactly 5:17, okay?

- Excuse me.
- Yeah. What I'm trying to--

- Excuse me.
- We don't need car five.

What I'm trying to tell you is,
sunset today

is six minutes earlier
than the day of the accident.

I know that, what..
That's right, Ponch.

Hey, sorry.
Sunset is gonna be at 5:11.

We gotta hit that curve at 5:11.
Everybody, mount up. Come on.

Okay, all drivers, go.

[upbeat music]

Go!

[tires screeching]

I can't see.

- Well..
- Now, I believe.

If it hadn't been
for my acute solar consciousness

we would have never
broken that case.

Well, maybe, Grossi, we should
be giving you the testimonial.

Oh, now that you mention it,
I was thinking..

Sarcasm, huh?

- Huh. Yeah.
- See you, sarge.

Oh, Grossi.

Don't forget that time they
volunteered for convoy duty.

Now, that was an assignment
and a half.

[upbeat music]

[whistles]

[male #1]
'Five bucks says
I can hit every sign'

'between here
and the junction.'

[all laughing]

Alright. Watch this.

[gunshot]

[all laughing]

Oh!

Let them pass, Turner.

LA 15-7, David.

'I have a possible drunk driver
who's firing a gun.'

'Vehicle is an older blue
International pickup truck.'

[gunshot]

- No more shootin'.
- What are you worried about?

- Leo, I said no more.
- Hey, slow down, watch it.

[tires screeching]

[dramatic music]

[roars]

Your statement will be taken.
In the meantime, you sit down.

- Alright.
- Here we go. Take it easy.

That, uh, sheriff had
a prisoner in his car.

- He did?
- He did.

And, uh, he's escaped.

Hey, hold it right there.

Don't move.

It's okay. No sweat.
I know the whole routine.

- Why are you trying to escape?
- Escape? Me?

Oh, no, no, never

[woman screaming]

- Keep an eye on this dude.
- Come on.

[dramatic music]

[growls]

[growls]

It's my wife. The tiger.
The door was open.

The tiger, the store,
my wife. He's gonna kill her.

[growls]

[music continues]

- You're alright, lady?
- Yeah.

Oh, the big heroes.

Had to throw fillets
and top sirloins.

You couldn't throw
pigs' knuckles, no?

'Couldn't throw
a couple of hot dogs, no?'

Had to throw fillets.
Top sirloins.

What's the matter, you born with
a silver spoon in your mouth?

[scoffs]

[sarge]
'And let me tell you,
that's a prime example'

'of how this is often
a thankless job.'

- Pretty good, huh?
- Yeah, I guess so.

What I'd like to know is
who put the cuffs on that cat?

Well, what do you want from me?

I think I've got a pretty good
subplot goin' here.

Animal havoc in
the line of duty.

I want everything you can recall

about that cattle rustling scam,
okay?

Got it!

Well..

Now, don't clutch up on me,
just relax.

- Alright. Um..
- Pretend I'm not here.

Oh, I've tried pretending
you're not here, Grossman.

It doesn't work.

Well, you know I was the guy
who broke that case.

All I got out of it
was a headache.

Ponch and Jon got
to play cowboys.

[cows mooing]

Hey, you ever
wanted to be a cowboy?

You ever wanted to be a motor
cop? Come on, let's go.

[honking]

[honking]

Yah!

[siren blares]

[Poncho]
'Okay, let's get it moving.'

The brand I saw
on those cows the other day

was kind of a bar
in front of an H.

Brand in there
is an X in a circle.

Oh, well, it, uh,
don't mean a thing.

Well, I don't know that much
about it, sir.

But it seems to me these steers
come from some other ranch.

I can see how you'd think that,
but truth is

Circle X is another one of
my registered brands.

As a matter of fact

I think we have our certificate
of brand registration

up in there somewhere.
Don't we, Buck?

Yeah, oh, yeah.
Here you go, officer.

[upbeat music]

[tires screeching]

Hey, I'm okay.
Go get those guys.

[music continues]

[siren blaring]

[siren blaring]

[upbeat music]

Well, what have we got here?

Looks like a couple of
wet rats to me.

Bringing the erstwhile rustlers
to their just deserts

with quick thinking
and resourcefulness.

This could turn into another
article for the patrol magazine.

If you put a little schmaltz
into it.

Yeah. Heart. Feeling.
Sensitivity. Schmaltz.

This is a testimonial, Harlan.
Not a chopped liver sandwich.

Listen to me, Grossman.

Just remember to include that
freeway demolition derby, huh?

The demolition derby?
Heart, warmth, sensitivity?

Of course.
Don't you remember?

Do you ever wish things
were like they used to be?

Huh? Cruising down Van Nuys.

All the guys together
every night.

- Nutty things we did.
- Really knew how to have kicks.

Remember the night Prandy
and Charles made off

with that street washer truck?

And drove it
smack into Dundee's drive-in.

With all the water jets
and the brushes going.

Hey, look out!

Are you lookin' to get
trashed, you little creep?

Ah, get yourself a skateboard,
it's faster.

I'll dump him!

[upbeat music]

Get him.

Back off. I didn't mean it.
Come on.

[tires screeching]

- The throttle linkage is stuck.
- Turn off the ignition.

I can't.

Oh, boy.
Now, the steering's gone!

[tires screeching]

There's too much play
in the wheel.

I can't hold this
straight on the road.

[music continues]

[tires screeching]

[tires screeching]

[tires screeching]

Aah!

- I'll get a crowbar.
- Yeah.

- Who's in there?
- A girl on the respirator.

An iron lung and an intern.

Hey, easy.
I think my leg's broken.

- How's the girl?
- She's scared, but not hurt.

Hi.

Hi.

- You alright?
- I-I can't breathe.

Listen. I'll be right back.

You just relax, okay?

- How is he?
- Uh, it's broken.

See my partner,
he'll call it in for ya.

Okay.

She's having trouble breathing.

- Respirator pump's knocked out.
- Can you get it out of there?

- No, it's bolted down.
- Listen, call for a crane.

- Tell 'em, on the double.
- Right.

There's gotta be something
we can do.

- There's a hand pump.
- Where?

On the left side. Up near the
front of the respirator.

Okay.

Wait, Ponch. These pipes
can come down anytime.

Yeah. Let's hope not.

[dramatic music]

[girl gasping]

There's an emergency pump.
I'll have it going in a second.

Guys, better get some ropes,
chains, whatever you've got.

- Tie these pipes up.
- You got it.

I got the pump going now.
It's gonna be okay.

[metal clanging]

Hey, my name is Ponch.
What's yours?

- Kathy.
- Nice to meet you, Kathy.

- Feeling better now?
- Um-hm.

Listen, you just relax.

With old Ponch here, you got
nothing to worry about.

[metal clanging]

Okay, got it.

Okay, we're gonna have
to hold that one.

Go on.

Hey, Grossman.
Get that crane in here.

Let's go.

Hang in there. It tightens down
on the other side.

[metal clanging]

Noisy little rascals,
aren't they?

- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

Let's get this chain
on other side.

Let's get this squared away,
alright.

- How old are you, Kathy?
- I'll be 13 on Saturday.

You could've fooled me. I
would've thought you were older.

- Really?
- Yeah, 15 at least.

You just keep breathing,
alright?

We'll have you out faster than
you can say Rumpelstiltskin.

- Rumpel who?
- Rumpelstiltskin?

Don't tell me
you never heard the story.

I don't think so.

Well, young lady, you've missed

one of the hair-raisers
of all times.

You see, there was
this beautiful girl

with long blonde hair.

And she had to spin gold
out of straw..

[music continues]

That's the nicest
birthday cake I ever saw.

You better blow out the candles.
They're dripping on the cake.

I don't know if I can.

Hey, now,
what kind of talk is that, huh?

- Will you help me, Jon?
- Sorry, you're on your own.

- Good girl. Happy Birthday.
- Thanks, you guys.

Huh? Huh?

That's strong, Harlan.
Really strong.

Too bad I won't have room
for it.

I gotta hit the bricks.
I'll catch you later.

- See you later, Bear.
- Alright.

How about this one animal story
you forgot?

I think I got
that angle covered, Harlan.

No, no, but this is
a wonderful story.

Well, come on.

Alright.

Here's the scene.

A quiet residential
neighborhood.

It was a day
just like any other day.

But who would have imagined
what lay in store that day.

That fateful, fateful day.

Jeff, Jeff. Come get
this thing out of my car.

Whoever left that,
sure must have been in a hurry.

Yeah. I'll move it
out of the way.

[Jon]
'LA-15-7-Mary-3,
we got a 11-24'

'on the 1500 block
of Hyde Avenue.'

Request a 10-28
on Sam-Queen-Zebra, 280.

[woman on radio]
'15-7-Mary-3, 10-4.'

[dramatic music]

Jon.

Jon.

[screaming]
Jon!

Jon!

[honking]

There's a snake in here.
Get me out.

- Okay, unlock the door.
- It's jammed. Yank it open!

Okay. Push your shoulder
into it.

Argh. It's got me.

- Didn't know you like snakes.
- I hate 'em and he knows it.

- He's getting ready to bite.
- No. He's a boa constrictor.

They don't bite,
they just squeeze

and, of course,
then they swallow you.

Don't try to cheer me.
Get him off me.

- Get him off me!
- He's really hangin' on, man.

I think he likes you.

You think he'd like
to have me for lunch?

Good boy. Yeah. Here we go.

Aah!

- What are you guys doing?
- Stand back, son.

Leave him alone.
He's mine.

Me leave him alone?

Oh. You big boy.

Oh. Come here. Oh.

Oh. Don't worry.
I won't let him hurt you.

- It's okay, Ralphy.
- Ralphy?

I know what you mean.
He scares me to pieces.

Well, you shouldn't carry him
around loose in the car.

We don't. I left him in there
to clean out his cage.

Yeah. Hey, nobody likes
a dirty snake.

You know it's only right
we put in a few laughs.

Gives our heroes
a human side.

Parts inventory
and maintenance schedules.

Better late than never.

[recorder squeaking]

- What are you doing?
- Erasing it.

- What?
- Interesting, Harlan.

But it's not exactly
what we're looking for.

Ponch's snake charming incident.

Harlan, you have to realize
that the SSA honors

great courage, heroism,
risk of life.

What about great inventing?

It was my supercycle that caught
that motorcycle stunt rider.

Well, that is one
I'd rather forget.

That wasn't one for the books.

It was more like
one for the movies.

Good food, huh?

Yeah. Why do you have to
insist on this place?

'Cause I get bored
with the same old streets

same old cars
and lunch counters.

Never anything new
and different.

You were saying..

[siren blaring]

[siren blaring]

[theme music]

LA heading north on tollway. We
have the phantom rider in sight.

[music continues]

[siren blaring]

[tires screeching]

Reckon I'll be
going to jail, huh?

You go to the hospital
first to check on that ankle.

Oh, I hope it ain't broke.

Can't ride in the big show
with my foot in a cast.

I don't think there's gonna be
a big show, Roy.

[siren blaring]

[grunts]

Come on.

Hey, Grossman,
where have you been, man?

I've got a hot one for you.
This one's a real cliffhanger.

- Be my guest.
- Am I on?

- Testing. One.
- Fritz.

- Two. Three. Four.
- Fritz!

- Testing. One--
- Fritz!

- You're on.
- Okay, okay.

You call this one..

...a life hanging by a thread.

Hey, look, skydivers.

Now, that's something
I've always wanted to try.

Looks like he's in trouble.

He's got a reserve shoot.
That's what you call lucky.

Yeah, but he's still in trouble.
Too close to the freeway.

[upbeat music]

Correction.
He is on the freeway.

Clear traffic and call it in.
I'll go up there.

LA 15-7-Mary-4 requesting
a 1-11-41 and additional units

for an 11-84 eastbound 10
at the East LA interchange.

[music continues]

She's hurt. She hit this rail
like a ton of bricks.

- Did you see it happen?
- Yeah.

She screamed and passed out.

- Okay, give me your belt.
- Hm?

Your belt.
Can you hold this please?

Loop it through mine,
you can hold me with it.

- You going over there?
- Yeah.

Do me a favor
and hold on to my legs.

[music continues]

- Watch it.
- Hold on to my feet.

- Got it.
- Alright.

Okay, I'll try to take
some weight off the signpost.

If that bar lets go,
her weight will break your back.

Jon, there's a hook
and ladder on the way.

Can you hold on?

Yeah, not for long.

If the signpost goes,
it's all over.

Let's get in the cars, please
and pull them forward.

Sir, get in your car, please.

I wanna clear this lane for
emergency vehicles only, so..

Come on, get in your car,
please. Pull forward.

Pull this forward, please.

Sir, I need your crane.
Pull it forward.

[whistles]

[creak]

Help.

Just don't move, ma'am.
Just stay still, alright?

You'll be okay.

Put it right here.
Come on.

Thank you.

Listen, that's where I gotta go.
Take me up.

[music continues]

I'm hurt. My arm.

Just don't move, alright?

Just stay still, ma'am.
It'll be okay.

[creak]

[music continues]

Oh, please, don't let me fall.

[creak]

[screams]

- Get a hold of me, you guys.
- I got you.

Please, please, don't
let me fall.

Just stay still
and let me come to you.

Come on.

[screams]

Alright.

[grunts]

[sobbing]

It's alright, it's alright.

It's okay.

It's alright. It's okay.

On second thought,
maybe we shouldn't show a case

where Ponch ended up
with a victim in his arms.

- What does that mean?
- You know Ponch and women.

Hi, Ponch.

Hi, Ponch.

Hi.

Hi, Ponch.

Hi, neighbor.

- Do you see anything you like?
- Oh, yeah.

Lean down here, you two.

You know, that reminds me
of a great story.

I was sitting there,
down at the marina.

[tires screeching]

[siren blaring]

Oh, man, beautiful.
Just beautiful!

[upbeat music]

[siren blaring]

Looks like we're gonna
have to use plan B.

Come on,
get your clothes off.

Get 'em off! Let's go.
Come on.

- Okay, I'm ready, let's go.
- Okay.

[tires screeching]

Tell me I didn't see
what I thought I just saw.

Anybody aboard?

[pants]

Oh!

Well, well, well.

Ah, I think we've had it.

I didn't know we were
that far from the beach.

I hope this isn't
any inconvenience.

Oh, not at all.
Welcome aboard.

Thanks.

Neat escape setup, huh?

Grossi, what did that
have to do with Ponch and Jon?

Nothing.
But it's a great story.

Sure, Grossi, sure.
Hey, I'll catch you later, huh?

You know, this is some
good stuff, Fritz.

Could be the making
of a bestseller.

[laughter]

Well, it could.

Like they say,
write what you know.

Adventures at high speed
by one who lives them.

[all groan]

Got another one
for you, Grossi.

You wouldn't have happened
to crack this case too?

You do me an injustice, Grossi.
It had nothing to do with me.

Okay, shoot.

It was out on
the Angeles Crest Highway.

[upbeat music]

[tires screeching]

[honking]

[honking continues]

[tires screeching]

[honking continues]

[honking continues]

He's got a big case
of the hurries.

We better pull him over
before he gets down the hill

and hits that construction site.

[siren blaring]

[honking continues]

[tires screeching]

[honking continues]

[siren blaring]

[tires screeching]

[honking continues]

[tires screeching]

[siren blaring]

[tires screeching]

I lost my brakes.

His brakes are gone.

Didn't we just see Baricza
giving a citation?

About two minutes ago.

Okay, you go ahead
and clear the way.

We got one rescue shot
and we gotta try it.

[siren blaring]

7-David, 7-Mary 3, request
assistance on runaway truck

'coming down the hill
behind you.'

7-Mary-3, this is 7-David.
You want a lane cleared?

Negative, I want your brakes.
How are they?

New linings last week.
What are you getting at?

Okay, we're gonna use you
to stop the runaway.

Get in front of him, kiss
bumpers, and slow him to a stop.

'You can't mean that.'

Can you come up with a better
idea? You've got two seconds.

[upbeat music]

[siren blaring]

Ponch, give me some room.

[music continues]

Okay, I'm gonna guide him
into your front bumper.

We'll use his brakes
to stop. You got it?

Got it!

What's your truck speed?

Sixty eight.

Okay, man. Truck speed 68,
ease into it now.

Are the eyes in the back
of my head, Jon?

I'll be your eyes.

Okay, you're ten feet closing.

Ten feet. Easy.

Okay, hold it straight
and get against the line.

Okay, two feet, easy.
You're almost there.

Okay, brake!

Back that thing.
We got people up here.

[tires screeching]

Hey, Bear, you okay?
Fantastic.

- Come on.
- Yeah, I'm fine, I'm-I'm fine.

So this one had nothing
to do with you, huh?

It was really nothing.
We were all just doing our job.

Is that so? I hope I live long
enough to see you people

actually doing your job.

You told us to help him out.

Yeah, on your time,
not mine.

You know, sarge,
the problem with cops

is that so much of what we do
is routine.

Granted, except for Baker
and Poncherello.

They can't even jump
in a swimming pool

like everybody else,
you remember?

Come on.
The keys are in it.

- You're not supposed to drive.
- My brother doesn't care.

We'll lose the courts if not
there in 15 minutes. Come on.

[engine revs]

[dramatic music]

Hey, call this in,
ambulance and a wrecker.

[panting]

[coughs]

Get us out of here, please.
Get us get us..

Get us out of here.

What are you doing?

[intense music]

Please, Peggy. Help me.
Get us out of here.

Please.
Peggy.

No, don't leave.

Can't open the doors.
The water's holding 'em shut.

We gotta get water in
to equalize the pressure.

Oh, Peggy.
Wake up, please.

What? What?

[gasping]

[coughing]

Can't open the windows.
They're shorted out.

Gasoline. The water is forcing
it out of the carburetor.

- I know I got a mouthful.
- And the car's full of fumes.

We gotta break a window.

What are you doing?

Hand me that pipe.

Behind you, over there.

Peggy!

Peggy!

Peggy, oh, no!

Where are we?

And there is water
coming in.

[window shatters]

[coughing]

I have to admit
that wasn't routine.

Of course, not.
It was Baker and Poncherello.

Just like Poncherello's routine
helicopter check-out.

This really the first time
you've been up in a helicopter?

No, just this time.

Please watch
where you're going.

Ha ha ha. So it isn't me
you hate after all.

I don't hate anyone.
I have no hate in my body.

I go to church. I love
my country and my mother.

But you're terrified of flying.

I am not. Get it
through your head, Bob.

I love flying.

There is one thing
I'm terrified of.

- And what's that?
- Crashing!

[dramatic music]

Hey, can we go lower? There's
a van down there I recognize.

Helicopter 5, any unit in the
vicinity of Magnum and Laurel?

H5, this is 7-Mary-3,
westbound on Sepulveda.

15-7-Mary-3,
this is helicopter 5.

We got a possible GTA.
Two vehicles involved.

'On Magnum, east of Laurel.'

'Number one is
a light blue Mercedes.'

Number two a brown,
'76 Chevy van.

The same van, Jon.
The same van.

[upbeat music]

[music continues]

He's heading into the hills.
Can't we get any lower?

- We're gonna lose him.
- Hold on.

Get closer, can't you?

Bob, if he gets into the
canyons, we're gonna lose him.

Can't you put this in front
of him? He'll have to stop.

- Or hit us. No thanks.
- Maybe just above his head.

Scare him enough
to slow him down.

I can't without
clearance, Ponch.

They wouldn't give me clearance
for a stunt like that.

You wouldn't know it
if you got it.

- Hey, you crazy?
- Report me if you want to.

But that guy tried to kill me
and Jon. I want that guy!

I thought you were
terrified of crashing.

So don't crash.

[music continues]

We're not gonna
lose him.

Right on top of him.

[chuckles]

We got him.

Alright.

Alright!

Hold tight.
That's alright.

[music continues]

I got it now.

Hey, Grossman.

Grossman.

- Grossman.
- Aah!

Ho! Hi, sarge.

- What are you doing?
- I need to get away.

I need some peace and quiet
to bring all this together.

- Actually, I got a problem.
- Mm?

I need something different,
you know? A change of pace.

Well, um..

Yeah, let me tell you about
the time Baker and Poncherello

underwent a lot of strain
in the line of duty.

I got lots of those stories.

This is eye strain.
Eye strain.

Hey, coach, can't you speed it
up a little?

If we're not there in ten
minutes, we forfeit the game.

We're coming up to our turnoff.
We'll be there in time.

Just relax..

You're not changing here
on the freeway?

Sure, why not? We'll be ready
to play when we get there.

Just drive.

[upbeat music]

Oh, boy. The police.

Cover up! Get under the seats!

You're a little late
with your warnings.

- Did he see anything?
- He saw everything.

Uh!

[music continues]

Are you crazy?

There's a motorcycle cop
following us.

Make that two.

[music continues]

Think you're gonna
outrun them? In this?

I just wanna
get to the center.

[siren blaring]

[music continues]

We made it.

We've got exactly five minutes
to be on the court.

Officer, we have
a very important game.

'It's the quarterfinals.
If we're not on the court in--'

It's okay, um,
I just need the driver.

- That's me.
- Come on, girls.

[laughter]

Well, I guess we all
have to admit

that, uh, road duty does
have its pleasurable moments.

Hey, thanks, sarge, that's just
what I was looking for.

You think anyone
will believe it?

Well, I don't, but that's the
way it read on their reports.

Well, would you believe
a report that said that it took

two CHP officers 20 minutes
to catch a kid on a minibike?

Yeah, and one of them had to
swim three miles to do it.

Oh, yeah.

[upbeat music]

He's just entered
the flood control channel.

10-4 7-David.
ETA 1 minute.

[music continues]

He's on the levee on
the west side of the channel.

[music continues]

[intense music]

Reach out, Chris,
reach out. Reach out!

Reach out!

'Hang on, Chris!'

Okay, Ponch.

I got you. Come on.

[panting]
Thanks, partner.

I was starting to get worried.

It's all over, Chris.
You're gonna be okay.

Could be little Chris'll be
a CHiP some day.

Hey, I saw him handle that bike.
What a bomb!

- Bomb.
- Bomb.

[woman on radio]
'Attention all units.'

'We have a report
of a semi-trailer'

'interstate transit
carrying a bomb.'

'Vehicle's northbound
405 from Olympic.'

Must be up ahead.
I know we haven't seen her.

LA 15-7-Mary 3 and 4.

Northbound 405
from Washington.

[woman on radio]
'10-4, 7-Mary 3 and 4.'

[Jon]
'LA 15-7-Mary-3
in pursuit of bomb truck.'

'Have 7-Adam run
a break in traffic'

'northbound 405 from Venice'

'and 7-Charles run a roadblock
in southbound direction.'

10-4. 7-Adam-LA run
a break in traffic

'behind 7-Mary-3,
405 northbound from Venice.'

[woman on radio]
'7-Charles LA run
a roadblock southbound 405.'

7-Charles responding.

There she is.

'Pull that traffic break fast.'

[woman on radio]
'7-Charles LA, expedite
your break in traffic.'

'7-Mary-3 has
bomb truck located'

'405 northbound at Sunset.'

[upbeat music]

LA 15-7-Adam.

'I'm in position behind
7-Mary 3 and 4.'

'Traffic break has started.'

[honking]

Pull over.
You got a bomb on board.

Pull over before it blows!

[music continues]

Come on, Robbie.
Get on here, let's go.

- This is my last tractor.
- Come on, we're out of time.

If I lose this one,
I'm out of business.

I might as well go with it.

Alright, get in the cab.
Let's go! Get in the cab.

Alright, go!
Go!

- What's the matter?
- Uh-oh! Writer's block.

Ah, give me a break.

I need a finish.
Something special.

Something that tells us about
them, tells about all of us.

Hey, Grossi, there is no finish.
We just go on doing our job.

And doing it and doing
and doing it.

On duty and off.

You know, they say
we're unappreciated.

What do you think, sarge?

Well, I don't think anybody
really enjoys getting a ticket.

But I think down deep in their
hearts they know what we do.

Jon, Ponch, all of us.

I think they know.

[upbeat music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

Alright, let's hear it
for him, folks. Not too bad.

[music continues]

Okay, everybody on the floor.
You ready?

'Come on, get in there.'

You guys are really something
on the dance floor.

Can I pick a partner,
I ask you, huh?

You guys are the first policemen
I've ever known.

- You're really fun to be with.
- We're fun?

You must really
enjoy your life.

It has lots to do
with the company we're with.

But our profession
has a lot of ups and downs

and...peaks and valleys.

[woman groaning]

[Jon]
'Could you step back, please?
Excuse me, excuse me!'

Please, help me.

Come on,
you're gonna be okay now.

Ponch, she's gonna
deliver right here.

Go to the microphone. Tell
M.G. Kelly to ask for a doctor.

Can me some towels, napkins,
tablecloth, whatever, okay?

Ah! Please!

Listen, folks. Help us out.
Let's form a circle.

Face outward. Alright?

Form a circle,
face out, okay?

[groaning]

[panting]

It's gonna be fine.
Everything's gonna be okay.

Grab her hands
and keep her calm.

Okay.

Help me.

Make sure there's an ambulance
on the way, alright?

Yeah.

[panting]

It's alright.

[groaning]

It's okay now.

It's gonna be okay.

Now, push!

[grunts]

Push, come on!

[baby crying]

It's a boy.

It's a boy!

[all]
'Aw!'

Thank you.

Excuse me. What's your name?

Uh, Jon Baker.

- Yours?
- Frank Poncherello.

These are the doctors
that delivered our baby boy.

[indistinct chatter]

Wait a minute, hold it.
They're not doctors.

You're not-you're not,
you're not doctors?

What are you?

We're California Highway
Patrol Officers.

Alright!

[all cheering]

[theme music]