C.O.P.S. (1988–1989): Season 1, Episode 12 - The Case of the Blitz Attack - full transcript

C.O.P.S
Central Organization of Police Specialists

Fighting crime in a future time.

Protecting Empire City from
Big Boss and his gang of crooks.

It's Crime Fight Time.

The case of the Blitz Attack.

Cops File, 29012.

It all began with a daring
burglary of industrial diamonds.

And before it was over, one
of our most important cops

would face the greatest
danger of his life.

Here's how the caper came down.

Whoa!



Watch where you're
going, Berserko.

That cop is right behind us.

Did you forget something, Berserko?

Not me.

Then why is the loot
lying on the sidewalk?

Oh.

Thanks Crusher, you're a pal.

Uncle Big Boss would really
yell at me if I lost the loot.

Hurry, we better hide
before they catch us.

(police sirens on the streets)

What is it, Blitz?

Have you picked up their trail?

(Barking)

We haven't lost
them, have we, boy?



(Barking)

(Barking and alarming)

I think this package is
postmarked for city jail.

It's the Detective
on the news, copper.

(Barking)

Don't worry, Blitz,
they can't get far.

Looks like a cop
is in our getaway.

Uh-oh, the jailbirds
have grown wings.

(Growling)

Hey, dog, those are my
bags. Go get your own.

Watch the loot, Berserko.

Thanks, guys.

I'll get these diamonds
back to their rightful owners.

[Screaming].

Hey, bird-brain, watch
where you're flying.

Yee-haw!

Oh, no, the garbage bin.

If there's anything I
hate more than tin cans,

it's that tin dog.

You belong in the garbage.

Not only were you
outsmarted by a cop,

but by a cop's dog.

But, Big Boss, sir, that
just ain't any old dog.

Yeah, Uncle Big
Boss, he's real special.

A special pain.

Meh. Dr. Bad Vibes,
get in here, now.

And you two trash heaps,

stand downwind.

Smells like a
garbage blimp in here.

You got air conditioning
trouble, Big Boss?

No, I have something
else for you to fix.

That cyborg mutt
that works for cops.

Now you're barking
up my kind of tree.

Come quick, Buzz-Bomb.
I think I've got it.

(Buzz-Bomb laughing)

This, you moronic pile of junk.

(Buzz-Bomb making
fun of Dr Bad Vibes)

So scarf, you
over-oiled gearbox.

Watch what this
whistle can do to you.

I tweet, and you twitch.

(electronic whistle)

(Buzz-Bomb in pain)

I'm going to teach that cop's
dog some brand new tricks.

How, you ask? Simple.

I'll lure the mutt and his master
to McBoom Boom's hideout.

Mainframe, are you sure
you got the right address?

What? Ha! Look at Blitz.

That phone call
we got was right.

Huh? There goes McBoom Boom.

And we're right behind him.

Blitz, untie the line.

(electronic whistle)

(laughing)

Blitz, boy, what's going on?

(crying sounds)

Your dog acts like he
has a loose microchip.

I don't believe that. You're
all right, aren't you, boy?

See? There's nothing wrong with...
- Help!

My kite!

Blitz, fetch the kite!

It found it. Blitz is A-OK.

Maybe you're right.

Thank you, doggy.

Emergency, let's move.

There's the house.

What happened? We're green.

No, worse. It's a fire!

Just what we needed.

The TV news crew.

I think this fire was set.

We'll be conducting
an investigation.

Looks like the firemen
are getting it under control.

(fire-truck sirens)

(electronic whistle)

Blitz, come back!

Where's Blitz going?

(Screaming)

(electronic whistle continues)

Why, Blitz!

(flame sounds)

There's the main new house.

There's your house.

I'm sorry, but Blitz is
going to the electronics lab.

We'll check on
him in the morning.

I understand, but
I know Blitz is OK.

There's a reason for that.

For his sake, I hope so.

(laughing)

Blitz is OK, isn't he?

I don't like to
tell you this, but...

your dog's microcircuits
have malfunctioned.

So what do you need to
do to fix them up again?

Oh, it's not that simple.

(barks)

I'm afraid Blitz
must be deactivated.

No, you can't!
- Come on, Bowser.

Mr. Grosch, I'll want a full
report on my desk within the hour.

Oh, yes, sir.

You did real good,
just like I told you.

You made me lie.

There's nothing
wrong with that dog.

Not yet. But when your report
gets to the cops, there will be.

(Berserko laughing)

(Blitz growls)

No, you can't deactivate Blitz.

That report's a
mistake, it must be.

I'm sorry, Bowser.
There's nothing I can do.

The mayor's
given a direct order.

No!

(sad dramatic music)

Bad news?

Blitz is to be
deactivated tomorrow.

I did what I could.

Bowser's gonna take it hard.

That dog is everything to him.

Ever since he started
police work back in Chicago...

(Sirens going off)

Bowser and his real dog partner
were in pursuit of a car thief.

The crooks caught him at a wet spot
in the road and his car started to skid.

A little girl was right in their path.

When Blitz went
to save her...

He saved her, but he
himself was injured, seriously.

The doctors didn't think they
could save Blitz by normal means.

Bowser told them to
do whatever it took.

Blitz's body was replaced
with cybernetic units.

His damaged brain cells were enhanced
by an artificial intelligence microchip.

His legs were robot
limbs for increased speed.

Blitz became the prototype
for a new cybernetic technology.

A technology that
later saved your life.

He had a new body,

but he was the same old Blitz.

Bowser felt he was the luckiest
guy in the world to have him.

And after that day,
back in Chicago,

Bowser and Blitz have
been the perfect team.

They'd do anything
for each other.

That was a long time ago.

Bowser has to deal with
what's happening now.

(Blitz barking)

(Blitz barking)

Quiet, boy. We're
blowing this joint.

Umf, Great.

I figured you'd be dumb
enough to try something like this.

I know it's wrong, but I
can't let them deactivate Blitz.

Maybe there's another way.

I have something
interesting to show you.

That's TV footage
of the Mayor's fire.

But what's that static?

(Blitz barking)

That's not static. It's a
high-frequency control signal.

That's what's causing
Blitz to malfunction.

But how could anyone know
Blitz's secret control frequency?

Why don't we ask them?

This homing device will lead
us to the source of the signal.

You do the tracking,
and we'll do the following.

Looks deserted.

Looks can be deceiving.

Let's try the
back-entry this time.

Okay.

(Blitz sniffing)

(Blitz barking)

Blitz has found something.

(Blitz barking)

It's Mr. Grosch.

Oh, Blitz. I'm glad
you're all right.

No thanks to your report.

Oh, I had to do it.

They jammed Blitz's frequency.

Forced me to say he
had to be deactivated.

Who forced you?

Who else?

Bad vibes?

I should have known the
big boss was behind this.

His idea, but my invention.

A fitting epitaph.

Dog bites cogs.

(Blitz growling)

Stupid dog!

Attack! You're under my control.

Bowser, Blitz loves
you too much to hurt you.

(Blitz growling)

(Blitz crying)

You lose, bad vibes.

Blitz is feeling for his master,

is stronger than your
cyborg programming.

Berserko, blast them!

(Gun shot)

Blitz!

Dr. Bad Vibes, I can't see!

Neither can they. Let's
scram while we can.

Bowser, where are you?

Go ahead. I have to find Blitz.

Blitz!

(alarm sounds)

Blitz!

Easy, boy. You'll be all right.

Taking Blitz from the
lab was wrong, Bowser.

No matter what your
personal feelings,

you can't take matters
into your own hands.

I know, sir. It won't
happen again.

And I'm willing to take whatever
punishment you give me.

You're on extra duty
for the next two months.

Yes, sir.

Your new partner
is waiting outside.

Yes, sir.

(Blitz barking)

Blitz!

You're not so tough after all.

Well, no sense in
breaking up a good team.

Bad Vibe's scheme failed.

Blitz was returned to full
active duty as Bowser's partner.

File 29012,

the case of "The Blitz attack."

Case closed.