C.O.P.S. (1988–1989): Season 1, Episode 9 - The Case of C.O.P.S. File #1: Part 2 - 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 fighting time.

The case of Cops File #1,
Part 2.

Empire City was in
its greatest danger.

C.O.P.S, the central organization of
police specialists, was just being formed.

And the Big Boss had
recruited the scientific genius,

Dr. Bad Vibes, to invent
the ultimate crime machine.

And now, Dr. Bad Vibes was
about to use his evil device.

Here's how the caper continues.



Target in sight.

Prepare the grappler.

Federal agent Vest thought we
could get a lead on Dr. Bad Vibes

by searching his old apartment.

Lead the way, Long-Arm.

On this historic
criminal occasion,

I, Dr. Bad Vibes, have
just one word. Fire!

What the? Earthquake!

What? Not likely, kid. I think
we better call for backup.

Tell him to hurry and
get us back down.

10-33, emergency. Officers
need assistance. Repeat, 10-33.

What is your location?
Repeat, what is your location?

8-19, Peripheral Plaza. Copy.

Now I've seen everything.



Let me change that.
Now I've seen everything.

Good work, Buzz-Bomb.

Today you've earned
your steel wool cupcakes.

How?!

That's all the good stuff
from my old apartment.

Turbo, ditch the
rest in the East River.

Bullseye, we're
in the East River.

Hurry before it's too late.

Hang on, the
Calvary's on its way.

Out joyriding with my crime
machine, Dr. Bad Vibes?

No, I just went back to my old
apartment to pick up the rest of my stuff.

Well, next time, get my permission
before you go gallivanting, see?

But it's my invention.

The only person I allow
to use the word "my" is me.

Well, with this new machine, I'll force
my nephew Berserko's release from jail.

Sounds reasonable.

And then I want that bulletproof federal
agent handed to me on a silver platter.

Agent Vess, we're in the worst
trouble Empire City has ever faced.

There's nothing we can do.

I've been working on
a plan, Mayor Davis.

Allow me to introduce C.O.P.S,

Empire City's Central
Organization of Police Specialists.

The finest enforcement
agents in the country.

Susie Young, San Francisco Police
Department, code name: Mirage,

specialty: Undercover
Investigation.

Stan High, Detroit Metro,
code name: Barricade,

specialty: Crowd Control.

David Harlson, California Highway
Patrol, code name: Highway,

specialty: Ace Cycle Trooper.

Walker Calhoun, former Texas
Sheriff, code name: Sundown,

specialty: Special
Investigations.

Rex Pointer, Chicago
P.D, code name: Bowser,

specialty: K-9,000 Handler.

That's Blitz, his one-of-a-kind
cyborg police dog.

Pew Forward, Miami,
code name: Bullseye,

specialty: Helicopter Pilot.

Cole Howard, Philadelphia,
code name: Mace,

specialty: Special
Weapons and Tactical.

And I believe you know Sergeant
O'Malley, one of Empire City's finest.

We've code named him: Long-Arm.

But where will you begin?

If Long-Arm's
report is accurate,

the Big Boss has a machine
capable of stealing entire buildings.

We'll find it, and we'll stop it.

Excuse me, Mr. Mayor.
- What?!

I think there's something
you should see out here.

Greetings, and welcome to
the Big Boss gets it all, see?

How's he doing that?

A focused broadcast beam
aimed at media towers.

It's low-tech, but high-crime.

Who is this?

Oh, it's just, uh, Tina Cassidy, sir.

Hey, stop it! the
ultimate crime machine

A device so powerful, it'll
bring the city to a crashing halt,

unless my two simple
demands are met.

One, release my
nephew, Berserko.

Two, give me Federal
Agent B.P Vess.

Now, you have
one hour to respond.

Cut!

That was perfect, Big
Boss. hi, he, he, ha, ha.

Well, I think I had
some moments there.

Suppose they meet your
demands within the hour.

What are we going to do with the
ultimate crime machine? Scrap it?

If they meet my demands,

we'll use it to commit the
heist of the century anyway.

Turbo, get the
U.C.M into position.

We've been given the top two floors of
the 647th Precinct as our headquarters.

Our first assignment is to
locate the ultimate crime machine

and render it useless.

We don't have much time.
Sundown, you go with Bowser and Blitz

and cover the Upper East Side.

Highway, take your motorcycle
and check the industrial sector.

Bullseye, take Mirage with you
and comb the city in your helicopter.

Barricade, you and Mace take a
squad car and cover the waterfront.

Can we be of use, sir?

Right, sir. We did help
pull the team together.

I'm sorry, Officers Cassidy and
Brooks. We have everyone we need.

Hold the fort. I'll put in a good word
for you both when I get the chance.

I guess we both got left behind.

Big job for our first one.

Think we can handle it?
- We're cops, aren't we?

We can handle it.
- Now that's what I call a serious bogey.

Attention! You are in violation
of Empire City airspace.

Acknowledge and
rise to 5,000 feet.

Who do they think they
are, giving us orders like that?

This is your last warning.

Crusher, take 'em out.

Just what I was
hoping you'd say, boss.

Why do I get the feeling that
they're not going to cooperate?

Bullseye...

Get us out of here, pronto.

Oh, no. He's getting above us.

Watch out for the arms.

(Buzz-Bomb beeping)

(Buzz-Bomb taunting)

We put the cry-bush
on those cops.

It's a good thing that copters, seat
cushions, or emergency chutes...

Don't look now, but...

So nice of you to drop by.

Get ready for the
ride of your life.

(Turbo laughs)

Attention, all cops units.
Bullseye's helicopter went down.

Surround the area. Keep your
eyes peeled for the cry-machine.

Let's check the crash site.

Here he comes now,
ladies and gentlemen.

Just after being released
from jail by Mayor Davis.

Any words for the television
audience, Mr. Berserko?

Hi, Uncle Boss.

You make me proud to be a crook.

And if you're
listening, Agent Vess...

Na, na, na, nana.
Na, na, nana, na.

Oh... oh!

Well, they've released
Berserko, but no word on Vess.

Prepare to commence
Operation: "Super Heist."

Roger. Will do, Big Boss.

Just as soon as we've made
our cop captives uncomfortable.

No sign of Mirage and Bullseye.

Could be they got
themselves captured.

Ah, B.P Vess. I've
released Berserko, but...

Big Boss says he'll pull
the biggest heist ever...

If I don't give him, you.

Let him pull his heist Mayor.

We'll be
there to stop it.

You've figured out
what he's gonna Rob?

His crime-machine
steals buildings.

And what building in Empire
City has the most money inside?

The Mint? You're right.

They're gonna steal the Mint.

Thank heavens we're in time.

Closed. Of course.
It's a federal holiday.

Clever, Big Boss. Very clever.

Radio, for help!

Attention all cops.

The ultimate crime-machine has
surfaced at the Empire City Mint.

Did you hear that?

Yeah. So are we just
gonna stand around here?

Not on your life. Come
on, it's crime-fighting time!

Long-Arm, my hand!

Come on, Vess! Get out of there!

Yahoo!

Come on! We can't lose sight
of the Mint! Bulletproof's inside!

What?
- What?

There. With this
directional antenna,

I should be able to send
a remote-control override

from this squad car's
on board computer.

But you have to stay directly
under the ultimate crime-machine.

Don't worry. I'll stay under it.

Now for the good stuff.

Who needs money when you can
steal the machines that make the money?

(buzzing sounds).

(Buzz-Saw squeaking)

All right! One money press,
genuine government issue.

(mechanical sounds)

Hey, what are you
rookies doing here?

Vess told you to stay put.

And miss all the fun?

Besides, we've got an angle
on defeating that crime-machine.

(Grunting)

(mechanical lever sounds)

(grunt)

Come on! Get underneath it!

Hey, Turbo, let
me fly this thing!

No, Crusher.

Aw, come on, Turbo!

No! Big Boss said
I'm supposed to fly it.

Gee, you never let
me have any fun!

Oh, okay, Crusher.

It'll give me an opportunity to
get rid of some excess baggage.

Bombs away!

Come on, Hardtop.
We're almost under it.

Look out!

(Screaming)

We aren't gonna make it.
- Got it!

Hardtop, Mainframe,
are you all right?

Don't worry, Long-Arm.
We've got the situation in hand.

(mechanical sounds)

(Buzz-Bomb repeats: "Intruder Alert")

Shh, quiet, please.

You fool.

So now you're picking
on four little robots.

Argh!
-Ugh!

Ugh!
- Ugh!

Okay, Mainframe,
we're underneath it.

Yahoo!

Okay, Flyboy, my computer's
got control of your ship.

Now what?

First we let him
know who's in charge.

Give me that joystick,
you lame brain.

But Turbo, these controls
got a mind of their own.

Hey, we're running out of rope.

Get out!
- Get out!

I don't know about
you, but I'm bailing out.

(Buzz-Bomb squeaking)

Split up and pick
up those crooks

before they do any more damage!

Right!
- You got it, right on!

Hey, guys, I'm innocent.

I was out for a little skydive.

(Squeaking)

(Squeaking)

Can you fly this thing?

Hey, I can fly anything.

I think.
- You think?

Well, look at the controls.

It's like they've been taken
over by some other computer.

What about manual override?

What manual override?

All right, let me see if I can get
the ship's computer back online.

Huh? How?

I'm computer compatible
now, remember?

Hurry it up, sir.

I'm working as fast as I can.

Almost.

There.

(electronic power-drive revving)

Gee, good thing there
was a free parking space.

No sense of humor.

I've got something to
say to the C.O.P.S team.

Where are you two going?

You said you wanted
to talk to the C.O.P.S.

That's why you're staying here.

Welcome to the team.

Your code names will be
Hardtop and Mainframe.

All right!
- Yahoo!

What about you, B.P?

What's your code
name going to be?

Yeah, what's B.P stand for, anyway?

I don't know what
it used to stand for,

but from now on, I'd say
it stands for Bulletproof.

Then that's my code
name from now on.

You all performed
splendidly today.

I'm proud of you.

But as you know, Big Boss
and the others got away,

and they'll be back.

There are many more
battles to be fought,

but together, one
day, I promise you,

we're going to put the
Big Boss behind bars.

The case of Cops File #1,
case closed.