Hunter (1984–1991): Season 1, Episode 1 - Hunter - full transcript

[Theme Music Playing]

Works For Me.

♪ Black Coffee With
Your Grits And Your Eggs ♪

♪ Colored Section--
What'd You Expect? ♪

♪ After All, It's 1962 ♪

♪ The Bus Driver's
Got A Job To Do ♪

♪ So Hurry Up,
They're Runnin' Late ♪

♪ Band's In Mobile,
Alabama Won't Wait ♪

♪ Summerdale,
To See The Shirelles ♪

♪ If You Don't Make
Show Time ♪

♪ You're Gonna Catch Hell ♪



♪ He's The Main Man,
That Papa Joe ♪

♪ Between Towns,
He's The Star Of The Show ♪

♪ He Don't Get The Women,
But He's No Less A Stud-- ♪

[Dramatic Music Playing]

[Blues Playing]

Whooey!

Oh, I Like
The Way You Ride.

Come On Down Here.

Want To Do It
One More Time?

No.
Oh, Come On.

No. I Told You,

That's The Last
Ride, Jesse.

For Me.
No.

I Gotta Work
Tomorrow, Remember?



See Ya.

Good Night, All.

[Music Continues Faintly]

[Drops Keys]

Gotta Park So Close.

[Gasps] Oh...

Jesse, You Scared
The Pants Off Me.

Well, That's One Way
To Do It.

Ha Ha!

I Thought You Might Need
Some Help Getting Home.

No. Really, Jesse,

I Do Have To Get Up
Early Tomorrow Morning.

Well, I'd Be Gone
By Early Tomorrow.

But, Uh...

It'll Wait.

You Drive Safe, Huh?

Thanks.

[Starts Car]

♪ We Can Gather
In A Circle ♪

♪ Put My Feet
Up On The Table ♪

♪ And Wonder
Will It Ever Be ♪

♪ The Same ♪

♪ Seven-Three,
Jane's Last Day ♪

♪ Some Are Careful ♪

♪ Not To Have Expectations ♪

♪ Some Are Quick ♪

♪ To Give Themselves Away ♪

♪ Sometimes One Girl's Joy ♪

♪ Is Another Girl's Sorrow ♪

♪ And Sometimes Weakness
Is Your Best Protection ♪

♪ She Smiles
But Says Nothing ♪

♪ And We Know
She Gives Us Something ♪

♪ That Nobody
Can Ever Take Away-- ♪

[Ominous Music Playing]

[Gasps]

Ah! Aah!

Aah!

Police Dispatcher:
All Units, All Frequencies,

211 In Progress
At Wilshire And Overland.

All Units, All Frequencies,
Stand By.

Unit 26, Respond, Code 3.

This Is L-56.

I'm 6 Blocks North.
Will Respond, Code 2.

L-56,
You Will Not Respond.

That's The Second Call
You Won't Let Me Roll On.

What Am I Doing Out Here,
Chasing Gumball Bandits?

L-56, Meet Me On Tag 2.

Go Have Lunch, Hunter.
Don't Aggravate The Situation.

Captain Cain
Never Liked You.

Now That He's Been Demoted
From The Chief's Staff

To Division Command,
He's Been Chewing On Everyone.

Go Meet Tony For Lunch.

I Don't Think This Ferrari
Cain's Got Me Driving

Is Gonna Make It.

It's Good Enough To Get You
Where You Have To Go.

Only Thing
This Thing Is Good For

Is A Deep-Sea Anchor.

There's Gotta Be
A Hundred Regulations

Against Cain
Doing This To Me.

You'll Get A New Car
And A New Partner

As Soon As
The Shooting Rate Report

Comes Back
With The Rating.

For Now,
Stay Out Of Trouble.

Don't Crack Up Any More
Police Vehicles.

There's Nothing Left
Of This Crate To Crack Up.

L-56 Out.

Ha Ha.
What About The Socks?

You Gonna Let Me Have
The Socks, Too? All Right.

When Your Mommy Comes Back,
I'll Tell Her--

This Is A Stickup.

I Wouldn't Try Anything
In Front Of My New Partner Here.

He's Got The Deadest Aim
In The County.

Ha Ha Ha.

How You Doing, Rick?

Well, I See You Finally
Got Yourself A Partner

You Can Keep Up With.

Oh, Yeah?
I'll Tell You What,

I Could Still Run
Your Butt Ragged

Around Any Course
You Want To Name.

Oh, Yeah?
Hey, Uh...

Your Cousin Jilly
Sends His Regards.

Tony, What Are You
Trying To Do To Me?

Don't Tell Me You're Placing
Bets With Cousin Jilly.

He's The Only
Honest Bookie In Town.

Hey, Be Proud Of Him.
I'll Tell You What--

As Soon As I Stop By
To Pick Up My Win,

I'm Buying Lunch.

Jilly Got Raided
Last Night At 11:30.

Story Of My Life.

Oh, Tony,
Thank You So Much

For Keeping An Eye
On Dominic For Me.

No Problem,
Mrs. Castellano.

He's A Great Kid.

Bye.
Bye.

Great-Looking Mother.

How's Joan Doing?

Ah, Wonderful.
She Just Finished

Another One Of Them
Cooking Courses.

I Told Her, "Why Don't
You Just Stick To Pasta?

"That's What I Like.

I Could Eat That
Every Night."

It Looks Like You Do.

Oh, Come On,
Will You?

Hey, You Know
What I Wish?

Maybe You'll
Come Up And Try

Some Of Her Crazy
Recipes Sometime.

She's Hardly Mad At You
At All Anymore.

Look, Tony,
Let's Not Push It, Huh?

It's Only Been 3 Years.

Hey, Come On, Rick.
You Know Women.

They Gotta Blame These
Things On Somebody,

And You Were My Partner.
Look, At The Time,

It Was Easy For Her
To Make It Your Fault

Rather Than Admit
Her Old Man

Was Gettin' A Little
Too Fat And Slow.

You Know The Beautiful
Thing About Women?

They Can Never Admit

Their Guy Was
The Reason Why.

You Know, You Should
Try It And See.

Let Me Go See If They'll
Honor This City Check,

And We'll Go Put Another Notch
In That Belt Of Yours.

Heh. All Right.
Hey...

How About A Big Chili Dog
Down At The Mermaid Café?

Oh, That Sounds Great.
'Cause You Know,

She's Only
On The Second Chapter

Of That French Cookbook.

Can You See Me Livin' On
Frogs' Legs, Snails,

And Pigeon Breasts?

Of Course.
Nah Ha.

[Dramatic Music Playing]

Excuse Me.

You Wouldn't Know
The Date, Would You?

What?

It's The 12Th.

Wrong.

It's The Day
You're Going To Jail.

What--

[People Shouting]

[Alarm Ringing]

Take This Guy.
I'm Getting The Other One!

Get Out Of Here, Man!
Dewey And Joey Ate It!

Stay Here, Tony!

Yeah, I Never
Dogged It Yet.

What The Hell
Are You Doing?!

You're Driving.

I Can't! My Leg!

Put This On The Air,
Fatso.

L-56--We're In Pursuit
Of A Grey Chevy Nova.

License
1-Charlie-Adam-Nora-496.

2 Male Suspects,
Armed And Dangerous.

We're Code 3,
Southbound On...

What Do We Do Now,
Abbott?

Whoa!

Is This How You Lost
Your Other Partners?

Where You Goin'?

Taking A Shortcut.
We're Gonna Head 'Em Off.

Ha Ha Ha Ha!

Hey, Man! Hey!

You're Crazy!
We Got Rights!

Shut Up!
I Got Rights!

Come On, Let's Go.

Uhh!

You Have The Right
To Remain Silent.

If You Give Up That Right
To Remain Silent,

Anything You Say
Will Be Used Against You

In A Court Of Law.

Those Days Are Over.

Now That I Have Taken Over
For Captain Riker,

This Division Is Gonna See
Some Changes In Attitude.

Driving The Criminal
From Our City At All Costs,

Stomping Out The Lowlifes,
The Muggers, The Thieves,

The Pimps, The Pushers--

Those Are The Attitudes
We No Longer Want Around Here,

Right...Sergeant?

No, Sir,
We Wouldn't Want

To Stomp Out
Anyone Like That.

The Streets Of Our City
Are Not A War Zone.

We're Not Trying To Tame
The Uncivilized World.

[All Murmuring]

I've Had All
My Policy Changes

Written Up In A Clear,
Concise Manner.

You Should Have No Trouble
Understanding Them.

Take One And Pass
The Rest Back.

They're Not Listed
In Any Particular Order.

They're All
Equally Important.

Warning Shots Haven't Been
Required By Police Departments

Anywhere In The Country
For 10 Years.

They're Required By Me,
Levine.

I'm Sure You'll Find
These Rules Are For The Better.

If Not, I Could Care Less.

Captain,
Do You Realize

How Many Officers
Have Been Killed

Because They Were Too Busy
Firing Warning Shots?

[Cops Muttering]

That Memo Is
The Ten Commandments.

Mirandas Will Be Read
From A Printed Card.

No Search And Seizure

Without Absolute
Probably Cause.

You Will Announce Yourselves
As Police Officers

Before Taking Any Action...

And Warning Shots
Will Be Fired.

Another Important Item
That I Shall Be Instituting

Is Full Psychiatric Profiles
Of All Officers

To Be Updated
On A Biannual Basis.

[Cops Murmuring]

That's Enough Of That.

And To Help Us
With This Particular Matter,

We Have Been Lucky Enough--

Or Should I Use
The Word "Blessed"--

To Have One Of The Foremost
Men In His Field

Donate His Time To Us--
Dr. Terrance Bolin.

I'm Sure Many Of You
Recognize Dr. Bolin

From When He Was
State Wrestling Champion

At San Diego University.

Dr. Bolin.

[Mild Applause]

Gentlemen...

And Ladies...

There Is No Cause
For Alarm Here.

The Mind Is
A Part Of The Body.

And, Like Any Other Part
Of The Body,

It Gets Used
And It Gets Abused.

Oh.

It Goes Wherever
The Rest Of The Body Goes--

The Arms, The Legs,
The Teeth.

But When The Body
Goes To Sleep At Night,

The Mind Does Not Always
Shut Down.

Therefore, Obviously,
It's The Most Used Part

Of Our System.

Well, Then, Why Don't We
Take Proper Care Of It?

Why Not A Biannual
Examination Of The Mind?

Just As We Have
For Our Heart,

Our Circulation System,
Our Teeth,

Of Any Organ
That Might Be Wearing Out.

A Healthy Body
Without A Healthy Mind

Is Like A Fine
Precision Machine...

Without The Proper Motor.

And That, Gentlemen...

And Ladies...

Well, That's A Crime.

[Cops Muttering]

Cop: Hey, Rick,

Thanks For
Stickin' Up For Us.

Second Cop:
Nice Goin', Rick.

Third Cop:
Thanks, Hunter.

I'm Sorry I Had
To Bust Your Cousin,

But There Was Nothing
I Could Do About It.

Eli, You Did
The Right Thing.

You Did What
You Had To Do.

Bookmaking
Is Bookmaking.

Jilly Knew
What He Was In For.

No, Not Jilly.

I Busted Your Cousin
Crazy Tommy T.

Tommy T.?
Yeah.

I Haven't Seen Him
In Years.

Yeah, He Mentioned That
At The Arraignment.

Oh, And He Sends
His Regards.

Yeah, Well,
Regards Back, Huh?

You Got It.

Hunter?

Cain.

A Word With You,
Sergeant.

So Long.

Dr. Bolin, This Is
Sergeant Hunter--

My Biggest Migraine.

Dr. Bolin: Oh, Yes.
Sergeant Hunter.

I've Read Your File
Repeatedly.

It Makes For Highly
Entertaining Reading.

I'm Looking Forward To
Our First Session Together.

Well, I'll Try
To Find Some Time.

Your Time Is Made

When Dr. Bolin
Requests It, Hunter.

The Sooner
The Better.

Shall We Say Friday,
At 11:00?

I, Uh, I Can't Wait To Hear
What It Must Be Like

Being A Police Officer

Having Been Raised
By A Father

Who Was As Prominent
In The Underworld As Yours Was.

It Must've Been Very Traumatic
For The Both Of You

When You Told Him
You Were Joining The Force.

My Father Was
In The Front Row

On The Day I Graduated
From The Academy.

And Don't We All
Remember That?

And Now That You've
Heard That, Dr. Bolin,

Maybe We Can Skip
Friday's Session.

Be There, Hunter...
Or Be On Suspension.

Friday, Then, At 11:00.

Terrance, Again,
Thank You Very Much.

I'll Be Talking
To You.

Bye, Sergeant.

Captain,
It's Obvious You And I

Don't Like Each Other
Very Much,

So Why Don't We
Just Try Stay

Out Of Each Other's
Target Range?

Your Not Liking Me
Isn't Much Of A Problem,

As Far As I'm Concerned.

My Not Liking You...Is.

I Don't See Much Chance
In Changing That, Captain,

As Long As You're
With This Precinct.

Or As Long As You Are.

The Review Board
Barely Has Time

To Call Your Last Escapade
A Good Shooting,

And You're Out There Again
Making Like Wild Bill Hickok.

And, Since Your
Most Recent Partner

Has Just Been Hospitalized,

And I Haven't Had A Chance
To Issue You A New One,

You Go Out And Rope In
An Old Retired Partner,

Drag Him Along
And Try To Get Him Shot.

Well, I'll Go Check
With The Watch Commander

And See About
My New Partner.

I've Already Issued You
A New Partner,

Someone Who Might Have
Better Luck

Keeping You In Line.

And Who Might That Be?

Detective Terwilliger.

Bernie Terwilliger?
Look, Captain,

The Department
Gives Me A Say-So

In Who
I'm Partnered With.

If The Other Person
Agrees...

But You And I Both Know
There's Not One Officer On Watch

Who'd Team Up With You.

They May As Well
Drive Themselves

Down To County General,

Check Themselves
Into Intensive Care.

Captain Cain.

How You Doin',
Bernie?

Just Fine Now.
I Wanted To Tell You, Sir,

It's About Time.
It Is Definitely About Time.

Thank You,
Detective Terwilliger.

Yes, Sir,
You've Really Got Us

On The Right Track Now, Eh?

You Don't Think
That Track

Could Be Leading Us
All To The Morgue,

Do You, Bernie?

Hunter.

Hunter.

Don't Challenge Me.

You'll Lose.

Police Dispatcher:
L-56, Where Are You?

Hunter: I'm At 5Th
And Los Angeles.

Bernie Terwilliger
Is Looking All Over For You.

Where Are You Going?

I'm Going To Pick Up
My New Partner.

[Honks Horn]

Hey, You Want To Be
My Partner?

What Are You Trying To Do,
Mess Up My Action?

I Only Need
A Few Minutes.

Whispering Willy
Sees Me

Shooting The Breeze
With A Cop,

What Do You Think
He's Gonna Do?

Nothin',
'Cause Willy's Leaving.

Damn It.

Look, Willy,
Don't Do This To Me.

That's All Of It,
I Swear.

Shut Up!

Uh, She's Telling You
The Truth, Man.

She Gave It All To You,
Willy. I Saw Her.

Do Me A Favor, Babes,
And Count Your Own Money.

[Horn Honks]

I Hear Your Tune
Being Played.

Yeah. Uh, Listen...

Willy, Remember
I Talked To You

About My Sister?

You Said You'd Check
With King Hayes.

Yeah?

Now I'm Saying To You

That I See 60%
Of Some Action,

Which I'm Already
Puttin' On Your Tab.

So You Can Either
Let Him Get Away,

Or Answer
Your Call Of Duty.

Yeah. Uh...

Hey, Gretchen.
You Want To Take--

Hey! This Ain't The Lingerie
Department At Bloomingdales.

We Do Not Cover
For Each Other Around Here!

Now, Hit It!

[Horn Honks]

You Stupid Idiot!

Willy!
Hunter!

[Gunshot]

What Are You Doing?!

What, Are You Crazy,
Woman?

Aah! Ah! Get Off Me!

What The Hell Are
You Doing, Woman?

The Name
Is Sergeant Mccall.

Surprised?

You Have The Right
To Remain Silent.

If You Give Up That Right,
Anything You Say Will Be

Taken Down And Used
Against You In A Court Of Law.

You Have The Right
To Have An Attorney Present.

If You Do Not Have An Attorney,
One Will Be Appointed To You.

Do You Understand
These Rights?

Yeah, I Sure Do.

Yeah, He Sure Does.

He's Heard 'Em
Often Enough.

But This May Be
The Last Time

For A Long While,
Huh, Willy?

Yeah, Maybe I'll Get
The Same Cell Block

As Your Old Man Did.

Or Maybe A Couple Of
Your Uncles Or Cousins.

I'll Shoot The Breeze
With Them

About The White Knight
Of The Family.

Hey, Willy,

When You're Up Visiting
The House Of Many Doors,

Stop In And See
My Uncle Sammy.

He'll Have A Couple
Of My Cousins

Pound You
Into Dog Kibble,

Courtesy Of
Sergeant Rick Hunter.

I Want The Headhunter
Away From Me, You Hear?

Ha Ha Ha Ha.

You Better--You Better
Keep Him Back.

You Better Keep
Your Distance, Man.

Do You Mind, Hunter?

You're Scaring
The Baboon.

May I Have A Few Words
With You, Please?

The Few Words I've Got,
You Don't Want To Hear.

Now, I'm Trying To Make
An Arrest Here, Hunter.

Whatever You Have On Me
Won't Stick.

It's Entrapment!

I Didn't Have
Anything On You.

I Was Just On Your Team
For Some Information

On King Hayes.

What Did You
Chase Me For?!

For Fleeing The Scene
Of An Accident.

And If You Hadn't Been
Stupid Enough

To Pull And Fire A Weapon
At A Police Officer,

You'd Only Be Looking
At A Couple Of Days.

Gretchen:
Hey, What About Me?

Mccall:
Take Off, Gretchen.

And Try To Find A Better Daddy
Than This One Next Time.

And Put The Word Out
To Jillian And The Others

That Willy Is Off The Bricks
For A Long Stretch.

For Real? I Can Go?

Sort Of A Courtesy--

One Public Servant
To Another.

Could I Please Have
5 Minutes Of Your Time?

It'll Be Worth
Your While.

What Do You Get,
$50 An Hour?

Will A Sawbuck
Buy Me 5 Minutes?

It's About Your Partner.

Ellen's At
County General

With A Knife Wound
From King Hayes.

I Know That.

Hey. Hey, Wait A Minute.

What About My Call
To My Lawyer?

How Long Am I Supposed
To Stand Here?

Until Simon Says "Leave."

Who The Hell Is Simon?

This Is Simon.

Mccall: You Be
My New Partner?

I've Had Better Offers
Standing On A Corner

On Sunset Boulevard.

Yeah, Well, Cain's Not
In Love With You

Any More Than He Is
With Me.

If You're Not Careful,
He's Gonna Have You

Chalkin' Tires With
Molly The Meter Maid.

Thanks, Rick.

Don't Be
A Stranger.

Look, No Matter What
Partners They Give Us,

You And I
Could Get Killed

Trying To Keep
Some Greenhorn Alive.

Yeah, But You And Me?

That's A Marriage
Made In Disneyland.

Not If We Check In

And Check Off Of Watch
Together.

We Do Roll Call,
Hit The Streets,

And Go
Our Separate Ways.

We Regroup For Reorder,

We Just Sign
Each Other's Reports.

After Watch,
We're On Our Own Again.

It Beats Getting
A Couple Of Partners

We're Gonna Have To
Visit In Intensive Care.

Yeah, My Florist Bills
Are Starting To Look

Like The National Debt.

Well, You've Got A Real
Strange Sense Of Humor.

Comes With
The Territory.

You Need It To
Make It Out There.

Yeah, You Also Need It
To Dress Like That.

I'll Dress Any Way
I Have To

To Take Down A Toilet
Like King Hayes.

A Lot Of People
Tried To Nail Him,

And No One's Even
Come Close.

He's Got A Sixth Sense
About It.

He Can Smell
Undercover Cops.

Yeah. And There's
Only One Person

On This Whole Damn Force

Who Looks Less
Like A Cop Than You.

[Wolf Whistle]

Me.

So, What's The Verdict?

Am I Gonna Be Holding
Terwilliger's Hand Tomorrow,

Or Am I Gonna Be
Beating Yours Off Of Me?

Yeah, Right.

All Right, If I Say Yes,
If I'm Insane Enough

To Go Along With
This Plan Of Yours,

Does That Mean You're
Gonna Try

To Help Me Nail
King Hayes?

No Way.

I Don't Have Anything To Do
With Your Cases,

And You Don't Have Anything
To Do With Mine.

This Is Just
A Smokescreen For Cain.

You Just Said
The Right Thing.

You Got Yourself
A Partner.

All Right.

Cain: You Really Expect Me

To Put You Two Out There
Together?

I Wouldn't Be Able
To Sleep Nights.

When It Gets Right
Down To It, Captain,

You Really Don't Have
Much Choice.

We're Both Unassigned,

And Sergeant Mccall
Has Long Admired

My Arrest Record
And My Style.

She's Been Hounding Me
For Months.

And He Loves
The Way I Dress.

You Two Really Want
To Work Together?

Oh, Yeah.

Definitely.

And, Um, According
To Police Regs,

That Seals It,
Right, Captain?

Mccall, Where Were You
This Morning?

I Had Specifically
Requested

Alldetectives
In This Division

Be At That Roll Call
With Dr. Bolin.

You Didn't Get My Memo?

I Was Out Getting A Line
On King Hayes.

When I Request
Your Presence,

You Be There.

Now, You Get In Touch
With Dr. Bolin's Office

And Make An Appointment.
Between The Two Of You,

He Ought To Be Able
To Write A Thesis

That'll Knock The Socks

Right Off The American
Medical Association.

Now...

As Far As You Two
Teaming Up--

I Know You've Got Some
Shenanigans Up Your Sleeves.

Whatever They Are,
I'll Find Out

And I'll Put An End
To Them.

That's All.

Hunter...

I See You've Requisitioned
Another Vehicle

From The Motor Pool.

Uh, Yeah.
The One I Had

Was Kind Of
Temporary Anyway.

It Had A Couple Of
Things Wrong With It--

Some Dings And...
Scratches.

"Windshield Blown Out,

"Right Side Door
Bashed In,

Hood Riddled With
Shotgun Pellets..."

That's The One.
And Believe Me, Captain,

It Wasn't
In Much Better Shape

When It Was First
Assigned To Me.

And Somehow,
I Think You Knew That.

Hunter, It Was
An Available Car.

I Assigned It To You.

You Wouldn't Want Me To
Play Favorites, Would You?

Oh, That's Something

I'm Deathly Afraid Of,
Captain, Yes, Sir.

I'll See To It
You're Assigned Another One.

[Engine Won't Start]

[Backfires]

[Backfiring]

It Smells Like
A Kennel In Here.

This Car Was Assigned
To Vice.

K-9 Patrol.

Who'd They Cart
Around In Here,

The Hounds Of
The Baskervilles?

Heh. That Was Goliath.

He Was A Dope-Sniffer.

Unfortunately,
He Found A Bag Of Stash

And Ate It Before His
Handlers Could Stop Him.

Goliath Went Bonkers.
Wouldn't Let Anybody In,

And Wouldn't Let
Officer Kulligan Out

For 10 Hours.

Heh. Hope He's
All Right.

Ah, Goliath
Pulled Through

And Returned
To Active Duty.

Kulligan's On
Extended Medical Leave.

What'd You Do
To Cain?

I Was Born.

Ha Ha Ha.
That Would Do It.

Do You Mind?

What Are You Doing?

Don't You Carry
Any Backups?

Huh.

You Know, I Didn't Need You
To Nail Whispering Willy.

Oh, You're
Very Welcome.

I'm Not Saying
I Didn't Want Him.

All I'm Saying Is,
Our Deal Was

No Jumping The Double
Yellow Line Here.

Let's Just Say That Was
A Signing Bonus,

A One-Time-Only Special.

[Backfires]

Hey, Buddy,
Your Car Stinks.

Why Don't You Just
Shoot This Thing

And Put It Out
Of Its Misery?

Dispatcher: Attention,
Any West Side Units--

A Possible 187
At 2100 Block,

Hancock And Lexington.
C-Adam-23 At Location.

This Is L-56.
Will Respond.

I Am 3 Blocks From
Lexington And Hancock.

You're 3 Miles Away.

Well, That's
A Professional Adjustment.

Am Rolling On 187,
West Side. Out.

Dispatcher:
L-56, Roger.

What'd You Do,
Break It?

Is This Some Kind
Of Neat Trick

So Your Date
Doesn't Cut Out Early?

Ok, Ok.

Would You Just
Shut The Door

So I Can Roll
On This Murder Call?

Thank You.

[Tires Screech]

Cain's Sure Poundin'
The Sand Out Of You, Isn't He?

Yeah, He's Going For It.

You Want To Sell It?

So, When She Didn't Show Up
For Work This Morning,

They Called.
There Was No Answer,

So They Figured
She Was On Her Way In

And Gave It An Hour.
And Then, Finally,

They Sent
A Company Messenger Out

To See If She Was Ok.

He Checked All The Doors,
And They Were Locked.

Easy Enough To Lock On
Your Way Out Without A Key.

Then He Finally
Got A Peak

Through Those Parted
Curtains Over There,

And That's When
He Saw The Body.

You Want To Talk
To Him?

What Do You Think?

Well, He's Just A Kid
Who Works In Her Office.

He's Been Pretty Broke
Up Since I Got Here,

And I Think It's Legit.

Get A Number Where
He Can Be Reached

And Send Him Home.
Yes, Sir.

Hey, Hunter.

This Your Call?

Sure Is.

Is It True? Word's Out
You're Teamed Up

With The Brass Cupcake.

Word's Out, Huh?

Well, Everyone's Put In
For Flak Vests.

Hey, Pedroncelli.

Any Chance Of Getting
Anything Off Of These?

Nah.

I'm Gonna
Take Them, Ok?

And I'll Leave You
A Quarter

Where They Were
Lying.

[Sighs]

Headhunter And
The Brass Cupcake Together.

Marone!

♪ It Might Be Madness ♪

♪ Or It Might Be Love ♪

♪ One Sleight Of Your Hand ♪

♪ I Lose What I Was
Thinking Of ♪

♪ I Think Of Oceans... ♪

I Think You Could Find
A Better Time

To Broaden Your Musical
Spectrum, Sergeant.

What Are You Doing Here,
Captain?

I Heard You Roger
The Call On My Way In...

And I Just Had
To Stop By

And Watch Bonnie And Clyde
In Action.

I Was Right.
I Couldn't Sleep Last Night.

Well, There Are
Some Things Here

That You'll Lose Some
Sleep Over, Captain.

This Homicide's Like
The One Last Week--

Blond Single Woman,
About 30, 35.

Looks Like She's Had
Her Throat Cut.

Hold It. Hold It!

Sergeant...Let's Not
Jump The Gun Here

And Cause
A Citywide Panic

By Thinking We Have
A Repeat Killer On The Loose.

Well, There Are Some Obvious
Similarities, Captain.

The Only Obvious Thing
Around Here, Sergeant,

Is The Absence
Of Your Partner.

My Partner?

Yes, Your Partner--
Sergeant Dee Dee Mccall?

About 5'6", Dark Hair,
Better Looking Than You,

But, After That,
Not All That Much Difference.

Where Is She?

Well, She Has Some Personal
Matters To Attend To.

I'll Fill Her In
On The Case.

You Don't Have A Case,
Sergeant.

The First Officer
On The Scene

Always Gets
The Case, Captain.

The First Unit
On The Scene, Sergeant.

And, Since Your Unit
Consists Of You And Mccall,

And Only 1/2 Of You
Is Here,

Well, Your Unit Is Not
The First On The Scene.

Detective Terwilliger's Is.

Good Morning, Bernie.

Well, Sir,
What Do We Have?

A Murder, Terwilliger.

When Somebody
Gets Their Throat Cut,

We Call That A Murder.

One Moment, Uh...

Officer...
Tremain, Is It?

Yes, Sir.

What Are You Doing?

Well, I'm Letting
Mr. Peterson Go.

Uh, Sergeant Hunter
Said--

Sergeant Hunter Is Not
In Charge Of This Case.

Hunter: Bernie, The Guy
Was Just Sent Down Here

To See Why
She Was Late For Work.

I Will Decide Who Should

Or Should Not Leave
The Scene Of This Crime.

Come Along, Son.

I'm Sure Detective Terwilliger
Will Handle This Case

In His Own Manner.

Look, Captain, You Know
As Well As I Do--

A Random Killer's Almost
Impossible To Find.

We Have No Reason
To Believe There Is One.

Now, Let Us Discuss
The Issue At Hand.

You Don't Think You Had Me
Fooled For One Moment

When You And Mccall
Came Into My Office

With That Pathetic Story
About Having Admired

Each Other's Technique
For So Long,

You Just Had To Be
Partners?

Just How Stupid
Do You Think I Am?

Well, Captain,
I Really Don't Know.

You Two Split Up...

Right After Roll Call,
Didn't You?

Well, Here's
The Scoop, Hunter--

And You Can Run It Down
For Your Partner.

The Two Of You
Will Be Together

From Roll Call
To End Of Watch,

Every Minute,
Every Second.

I Mean, In The Car,
Or In The Can.

I Don't Care.

I Will Be Running
Random Radio Checks

Throughout The Course
Of The Day.

If, At Any Time,
Of Any Reason,

Both Of You
Don't Roger The Call

Or Are Not Joined
At The Hip,

You Both Will Be
Talking To I.A.

Look, Captain...

Look, This Is Kind Of
New To Me, You Know?

A Woman Partner And All?

Well, It's Kind Of
Embarrassing To Talk About,

But The Reason
She's Not Here

Is Female Problems.

Female Problems?
Yeah.

You Wouldn't Hold That
Against Her, Would You,

And Face A Sex
Discrimination Beef?

Look, King, I Was Just
Trying To Say That--

You Don't
Say Nothin', Woman.

You Don't Twitch.

You Don't Even Take Air
Up Your Nose

Unless The King
Says You Can.

You And Me, Woman...

We're Gonna Talk, Huh?

And You Ain't Gonna Like
What I Got To Say.

Please, King. I Thought
She Was Good Merchandise.

That's Why
I Brought Her To You.

Am I Missing
Something Here?

You Don't Get Paid
To Think!

Since When Is It
Your Brains

That You Use, Huh?

Look, King, If We
Could Just Talk.

You Don't Pay Attention,
Do You, Mama?

You Like To Hit Women,
Don't You, King?

Oh, No. That's Not All
I Like To Do To 'Em.

Hmm? Is It, Baby? Huh?

Go Ahead On.
Tell This Child

What I Do
When I Really Get Mad.

Hmm? Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha.

Mccall:
Hope You Can Keep Laughing,

'Cause You're Gonna Need
A Good Sense Of Humor

To Pull Through.

Drop The Blade, Buster.

Unless You Want This Lady
All Over The Beach,

You Toss Away
Your Piece, Honey.

Guess I Don't Have
Much Choice.

No...You Don't.

Aah!

Mccall:
Halt! Police!

You Shot Me!

Woman, You Are Crazy!

You Are Certifiable,
You Know--

Uhh! Take It Easy!

[Grunting]

You Ok, Gretchen?

Yeah.

You Want This Guy?

That Would Be Nice.

Stop, Or I'll Shoot.

Female Problems?

You Told Cain I Had What?

Well, I Was A Little
Underwater There,

And I Had To Think
Of Something Fast.

But I Also
Threatened Cain

With A Sex
Discrimination Suit

On Your Behalf.

You Know, For Someone
I Wasn't Supposed To See

More Than 2 Hours A Day,

This Is Not Turning Out
As We Discussed.

Or Hadn't You Noticed?

Cain's Gonna Have
Our Tails In A Sling

If We Don't Work This Thing
The Way We Sold It.

So You And I
Are Gonna Work

On That Homicide
Together.

I Thought Cain Assigned
The Boy Wonder To That Case.

Bernie Terwilliger
Couldn't Catch The Measles

If A Bottle Of The Virus
Was Broken On His Head.

And I Was The First
Detective On That Call.

Come On, Hunter.

What's Really
Pulling Your Chain?

We Could Wind Up
Hip-Deep In Dead Blondes

Before Cain Admits

We've Got A Random
Killer On Our Hands.

We've Got 2 Dead Blondes

On 2 Consecutives
Wednesdays.

That Means
Every Wednesday Night,

We're Gonna Have A Dead
Body On Our Hands.

You Were On
The Park Side Strangler Case.

The Department
Just Came Up Empty.

He Dropped Out Of Sight,
Didn't He?

Yeah, Well, I'm Not
Gonna Lose This One.

The Chances Of Catching
A Random Killer

Are Slim To None.

There Were 50 Men
On That Task Force, Hunter.

But You...
You Take It Personally.

Well, To Stop
Something Like This,

You Do Have To Take It
Personally.

Hunter: I'm Glad King Hayes
Is Out Of The Way.

Gives Me A Chance To See
What You Look Like

When You're Not
All Made Up For Trick.

Or Treat.

Are We Playing
The Game Now?

I Mean, Do I Fish For
A Compliment Or Something?

Say, "Well,
What Do You Think?"

Well, I Hope Not.

Can I Ask You
A Question?

What's A Trick Like Me
Doing In The Cop Business?

No, I Was Gonna
Ask You

Where You Learned
To Shoot Like That.

Why Do You
Keep On Thinking

I'm Trying
To Hit On You?

Because That's What
I've Been Used To.

And Every Partner
I've Been Stuck With

Has Hit On Me.

Except You.

You Definitely Have
Your Own Style, Hunter.

When We're Through
With This Case,

Then We Can Talk.

Just Talk?

This Is Where
Marge Harmond Lived.

She Was Killed One Week
Before Cathy O'neill.

Does She Fit The Same
General Description?

Anything Else?

That's What We're Here
To Find Out.

[Sighs]

Well, That Takes Care
Of That.

I Don't Think Cain Is
Gonna Give Us Permission

Since He Doesn't Want Us
On This Case

In The First Place.

We Don't Need Permission.

Oh, I Forgot. You Have
To Be Able To Read

To Know What That Says.

"Do No Cross.
Police Investigation."

And I'll Be Damned
If That's Not Who We Are.

Hunter, You're Gonna
Get Suspended.

Us.We're Partners,
Remember?

Come On, Open The Door.

What?

I Heard You Were
Good With Locks.

Come On, Open The Door.

Oh, You Did, Huh?

Well, Some Women Get
Stories Told About Them.

Come On. Get Your Bobby Pin Out
And Open The Door.

Yeah, A Bobby Pin.
Right.

Hunter: What Is That,
Standard Police Issue?

You Know, Cain Is Gonna
Know We Were In Here.

Not If We Don't Leave
Fingerprints, He Won't.

Well, Can't You Crack It?

The Autopsy Confirmed
Both Women Were Killed

In The Same Manner?

Throats Slit,
From Jugular To Carotid.

If Not The Same Blade,
Then 2 Very Similar.

And On Wednesday.
That's Strange.

Most Of These Nuts
Are Out Skunk Hunting

On Fridays Or Saturdays.

Skunk Hunting?

Yeah, You Know...
Chasing Skirts?

Trying To
Pick Up Women?

Right.

So, Why Wednesday?

Who Knows With Nuts?

Maybe It Was
His Mother's Birthday.

Maybe It Was The Day
He, Uh,

Failed His Tenth Grade
Math Exam.

Wednesday.

Not A Single Connection
Between The 2 Girls?

They Don't Frequent
The Same Places,

Have Any Mutual
Acquaintances?

Except One.

They Were Killed
By The Same Guy.

[Country Music Playing]

Marge Harmond Was Into
Country And Western.

I Also Checked The Radio
In Cathy O'neill's Car.

It Was Set On Khjz,

Another Country
And Western Station.

Looks Like We Got Ourselves
A Real Rodeo Rider Here.

She May Be A Regular

At A Place Called
The Black Stallion.

How Many Country/Western
Places Are In This Town?

Well, You Usually Only
Buy Something Like This

At A Place
You Party At A Lot,

And The Bartenders Or
Management Give Them To You.

It's A Safe Bet She Spent
A Lot Of Time At This Place.

I Think You Can Squeeze
Into This.

You Got A Blond Wig
In Your Hooker's Kit?

What?

You Like To Play
Decoy, Don't You?

I Say We Hang Out
At This Place

And See If We Can't Kick
This Hardballer Over.

You Got Anything?

Nope, Nothing.
Nothing On Wednesday.

Why Wednesday?
What Is That Day?

Except The Day
Doctors Play Golf?

Doctors?
What Time Is It?

It's Almost 11:00.

I Got An Appointment

With Dr. Bolin,
The Headshrinker.

Bolin?

Yeah,
And If I Miss This,

Cain'll Bounce Me
For Sure.

Yeah, I Think
You Could Do

With Having Your Head
Shrunk A Little Bit.

I Think You're Gonna Need
To Come Back Here.

At The Very Least,

On A Weekly Basis,
Sergeant Hunter.

What?

Well, It's Obvious
We Have A Great Deal

To Talk About.

We Certainly Can't Hope
To Accomplish It All

In One Single Session, Huh?

Well, I've Already Been
In Here An Hour.

[Chuckles]

Yes, Well, That's Not
A Great Deal Of Time,

Considering The Amount
Of Work We Need To Do.

The Work I Need To Do

Is Out There
On The Street, Doctor.

Now, I Don't Have
Enough Time

To Come In Here Every Week
And Answer Your Questions

About Whether I Think
My Gun Is A Phallic Symbol

Or A Means Of Self-Defense.

Is That What
You've Been Doing

Out There On Those Streets,
Sergeant Hunter?

Defending Yourself?

Do You Believe There Are
A Lot Of People Out There

That You Need
Protection From?

Well, Now,
Just How Would You Know

What It's Like Out There
On The Street, Huh?

How Would You Know
What It's Like

To Pull Over A Drunk Driver

And Not Know
If You're Gonna Get

A Face Full Of Beer Breath
Or A Gut Full Of Lead?

To Roll A Code 3
On Some Junkie

With A Gun And A Bad Need.

Or A Couple Of Pimps
Pounding Their Chicks

For 50 Bucks
And A Giggle.

Or Maybe Even A Poor Schnook
With A Honey Wife

Who's Decided
To Chuck It All

And Take Half
His Neighborhood With Him.

So Why Don't We Stop
All This Nonsense, Doctor,

And Let Me Get Back
To My Job.

Dr. Bolin:
Sergeant Hunter.

You Don't Have A Job,
Unless I Say You Have A Job.

This Examination Is Required
By Your Department.

You Need To Pass It

In Order To Stay
On Active Duty.

Somehow I Get The Feeling
I'm Not Gonna Pass.

Somehow I Get The Feeling
That I Failed

Before I Even Came In Here.

And You And I Both Know

That Captain Cain
Put You Up To This.

[Laughs]
That Sounds Like

Paranoiac Tendencies
To Me, Sergeant.

Just Perceptive Ones.

It's Not Gonna Be Easy To
Run Me Off The Force, Doctor.

Yes, That's True.
Unfortunately,

I Can't Do It Based On
A Single Examination.

The City Requires Me
To Review The Patient

On At Least
3 Separate Occasions.

But After That,
With Your Case History--

My Case History
Is Just Fine.

For A Man Who Likes
To Use His Weapon.

The Review Board
Has Never Called

One Of My Shootings
Bad Yet.

Tell Me,
Sergeant Hunter,

Do You Enjoy
Playing Judge, Jury,

And Executioner?

Do You?

So, What'd
The Doctor Say?

That We Can
Go Out And Play,

Or Aren't All His Groceries
In The Same Bag?

Apparently, I've Got
A Terminal Case.

There's A Newsflash.

Cain's After My Badge,

And Dr. Bolin Is Gonna
Use His Ink Blots

To Help Him
Take It Away.

It Seems Dr. Bolin Feels
I'm Quite Unstable.

I Could've
Told Him That.

Bolin Hit
A Raw Nerve?

I Don't Think He Believes
I've Got Enough Social Graces

To Offer Me A Membership
At His Racquetball Club.

He Lay Into You
About Your Family?

Putting On A Badge And
Strapping On A 6-Shooter

To Go Out There
And Make Amends

For What Your Father
And His Brothers

Did For A Living?

Oh, I Didn't Let Him
Get Far Enough

To Make That Judgment.

♪ It's An Easy Ride
From Good Times To The Blues ♪

♪ I've Been Driving
That Old Highway ♪

♪ Flashing Signs
To Help Me Choose ♪

♪ Well, I Know
I've Done You Wrong ♪

♪ It Didn't Take Me Long ♪

♪ It's An Easy Ride
From Good Times To The Blues ♪

♪ Drivin' Ninety-Nine
And Makin' Time ♪

♪ Hauling For
The Red Ball Line ♪

♪ A Hundred Thousand Hours
Behind The Wheel ♪

♪ With A Little Smile
From You ♪

♪ My Rig Is Running True ♪

♪ Took Me Fifty Nights Alone
To Make Me Feel ♪

♪ It's An Easy Ride
From Good Times To The Blues ♪

♪ I've Been Driving
That Old Highway ♪

♪ Flashing Signs
To Help Me Choose ♪

♪ Well, I Know
I've Done You Wrong ♪

♪ It Didn't
Take Me Long... ♪

Woman:
11:30, Cowboy.

Well, My Watch
Says 11:00.

11:30'S What Time
I Get Off.

That Is What
You Were Wondering,

Wasn't It?

Well, I'd Like
Nothing Better

Than To Wait On You,
Precious, But, Uh...

I Got An Old Lady
At Home,

Meaner Than A Hound Dog
With An Itch.

Excuse Me.

♪ And My Wheels
Call Your Name ♪

♪ San Antone,
Your Summer Love ♪

♪ How Could It Be
The Same? ♪

♪ It's An Easy Ride
From Good Times To The Blues ♪

♪ I've Been Driving
That Old Highway ♪

♪ Flashing Signs
To Help Me Choose ♪

[Car Starts]

♪ Well, I Know
I've Done You Wrong ♪

♪ It Didn't Take Me Long ♪

♪ It's An Easy Ride
From Good Times To The Blues ♪

♪ It's An Easy Ride
From Good Times To The Blues ♪

What Can I Do
For You Boys?

You Can Tell Us
What You're Doing

Creepin' Around Out Here,
Followin' My Lady Friend.

Following?

Well, Maybe
You Didn't Know,

But We Had A Good
Little Girl

Who Used To Come
Around Here,

Got Killed Just The Other Day
In Her Own Home.

Or Maybe
You Followed Her, Too.

Well, Actually,
I Just Misplaced My Car.

Any Of You Boys Seen

A Purple Customized
Studebaker

With Big Whitewalls
And A Gold Grill?

[Car Starts]

Hunter: I'll Be Damned.

[Grunting]

Right Here.
Right Here!

Mccall: Someone
Hit Our Line, Hunter.

Hunter, Do You Copy?

Hunter, Where Are You?

Well, Look What
We Got Here, Jesse.

Are You Fixin' To Do
Some Damage To Someone, Ace?

See, We Have To Look
After Our Own.

We Don't Like Outsiders
Comin' Around

Packin' This Kind
Of Artillery.

Just To Have A Few Drinks
In Our Friendly Bar.

Uhh!

My Pocket. My Wallet.

Hey, We Don't Want
Your Money.

You Just Tell Us What
You Was Planning On Doing

With That Little Lady...

Before We Take You Down
To The River

And Teach You How
To Breathe Underwater.

I'm A Cop!

And We're The Sons
Of The Pioneers.

He Is, Jesse.
Look. He's A Cop.

Whoops. Uh...

Sorry About That,
Officer.

We, Uh...
We Had No Idea.

We're Just Trying To Keep

Our Little Gathering Place
Here Nice And Peaceful.

Uh, No Hard Feelings.

Of Course I Got
Hard Feelings.

Give Me My Keys.

Mccall, You Got Somebody
On Your Tail.

Mccall!

Mccall!

[Engine Won't Start]

[Ominous Music Playing]

[Creaking]

[Knocks On Window]

What Are You, Crazy, Buster?

Open Up. Police.

Police?

Woman: Oh, I Don't
Believe This.

Quiet, Esther.
Just Give Me My Pants.

Look, Officer, We Were Just
Having Some Fun Is All.

I'm Commandeering
This Vehicle.

Sure. Sure, Officer.

You Have To Pump It First.

Come On, Esther.

The Officer
Wants The Truck.

[Engine Won't Start]

[Engine Starts]

[Tires Screech]

Woman On Intercom:
Who Is It?

Man: Yeah,
What Is It?

Who's There?

Can I Help You?

[Buzz]

[Rattling]

Freeze!
Freeze!

Well, Come On In.
Make Yourself At Home.

A Water Pistol?

Where Do You Keep It?

Just Hand Me Something
To Put On.

Thank You.

Woman: Dee Dee,
Are You Ok?

Why Didn't You Answer
My Buzz?

Who Had Time?
I Climbed Out Of The Tub.

By The Time I Got
To The Speaker,

There Was Nobody There.
I Get Back In The Tub

In Time To Hear You
Shoot My Door In

And Come Through
The House

Like A White Tornado.

I Knocked.

Woman: What's Going On
In There?!

It's Ok, Mrs. Otterdam.
It's No Problem.

You're Sure, Dee Dee?

No Problem.

I'm Sure.
He's A Fellow Officer.

I'm Just Next Door.

Thank You,
Mrs. Otterdam.

No Problem.

You Were Saying?

I Saw The Bronco
Follow You Home.

No Shucks, Sherlock.

The One Time
I Really Need Backup

And You Make Like Houdini
And Vanish.

Well, I'm Sorry,
But I Ran Into

A Couple Of Your Pals--
Some Good Old Boys

Who Didn't Me Messin'
With Little Old Pumpkin.

Well, They Intercepted
Me Before I Had A Chance

To Follow The Bronco,
Which Is Gone.

It Could've Just
Been Some Guy

Who Was Turned On Enough
To Follow Me Home,

Maybe Try To Get Up
The Nerve To Talk To Me.

Or It Could've
Been Our Boy,

Following
His Usual M.O.--

Hang Out At
A Country-Western Place,

Pick A Target,
Follow Her Home,

And Wait For
Wednesday Night--

The Night When He Gets
His Motor Up To Speed

For Some Reason.

So, We Manage To Snag
Something In Our Net.

That's Good.

Did You Get A Look At
The Guy Behind The Wheel?

Couldn't.
It Was Too Dark.

Yeah, Well, I Did.

I Recognized Him, Too.

It Was Dr. Bolin.

Our Dr. Bolin?

The Department Shrink?

Yeah, It Was Him.
It Was Bolin.

I'd Swear It.

In Court?

It Was Bolin.

Why?

Because He's A Nut.

Look, If The Guy
Killing These Women

Was A Cab Driver
Or A Plumber,

We'd Say He Was Doing It
Because He's A Lunatic.

Right?
Yeah.

Well, Just Because
Our Suspect's A Shrink,

We Think He Needs
A Better Reason.

Would You Be Willing
To Take This To Cain?

I Have A Better Chance
Convincing Him

Of The Easter Bunny.

What's His Name?

Do You Mind?

I Don't Believe It,
Mccall.

You're A Fraud.

What? That Under
All This Grit And Gristle,

I'm Still A Woman?

That I Like
Bubble Baths

And Soft Clothing

And Frilly Things
On My Mattress?

The Real Brass Cupcake.

Bullets
And Teddy Bears.

Interesting
Combination.

But It Works.

Your Husband?

I Heard He Was Killed
In The Line Of Duty.

Yeah.

Yeah, He Pulled A Couple
Of Kids Over One Night

To Tell Them
Their Taillight Was Out.

They Were Out Joyriding.

They Thought
He'd Nailed Them.

So They Shot Him.

I Heard He Was
A Hell Of A Man.

Yeah, He Was.

So, What About You,
Hunter?

Where's Your
Other Side?

What Is It
You Go Home To

When You Hang Up
Your Gun At Night?

This Is It.

Bull.
It Couldn't Be.

You Wouldn't Still
Be Making It.

The Only Way
To Stay Tough Out There

Is To Have Some Place Where
You Can Drop Your Guard,

Take A Load Off.

Well, I've Never
Had A Chance

To Find That Place.

To Everyone On The Force,

I'm A Cop
Who's A Mobster's Son.

And To Everybody
In The Underworld,

I'm A Mobster's Son
Who's A Cop.

This Is All I Know.

You Know,
Steve Used To Say

You Can't Keep This
Up For Too Long.

Being A Policeman

Is One Of The Highest-
Stress Jobs There Is.

Well, It Was Race Drivers
Who Used To Say,

When You See The Road Move,
It Was Time To Quit.

Yeah, I'm Afraid
Of That Day.

Don't Be.

People Like You And I
Never See It

Until It's Too Late,
Dee Dee,

And Then We Just
Hit The Wall.

Dooley.

His Name Is Tom Dooley.

Say Hi To Hunter, Dooley.

[High-Pitched Voice]
Hi, Hunter. How Are You?

Ha Ha Ha.

[Dramatic Music Playing]

[Tires Screeching]

Mccall: Ok,
If Bolin Is Our Man,

Then What's
Our Next Move?

Hunter: I Don't Know.

There You Go.

But My First Order
Of Business

Is To Get You To Pull Over.
You're A Terrible Driver.

I'm A Terrific Driver.

And How Can Somebody
Who's Walked Away

From So Many High-Speed
Chases And Car Wrecks

Be Afraid In A Car?

I'm Afraid
To Be A Passenger.

I Think It Has
Something To Do

With Not Being In Control
Of The Situation.

Well, Maybe You Can
Discuss That With Bolin

At Your Next Session.

And Where
Are We Going?

You Said There Was
A Place You Liked To Go

To Work Out Your Problems.

I Do. I Like To Go
To The Source.

Mccall: Voilaà.
Dr. Bolin's Residence.

He's Not Home, Huh?

Yeah.

How'd You Know
I'd Check?

Well, You Don't Mind Me
Lookin' Like A Fool,

But You Sure
Don't Want To.

What Are You Doing?

I'm Gonna Find
The Vehicle

That Left
That Oil Stain.

Whoa, Whoa.
Hey, Wait A Minute.

We Don't Have
A Warrant, Popeye.

It's In Violation

Of Safety Code 977-B

For A Vehicle To Leak
Flammable Fluids.

It's Our Duty
To Find That Vehicle

And Issue A Summons.

What Do You Think
A Judge Would Say,

Sergeant Mccall?

Is An Open Garage
An Exterior

Or An Interior?

Well, With The Door
Open Like That,

It Is A 3-Sided Structure.
It's Like A Carport.

Which Would Make It
An Exterior.

That's What I Thought.

I Thought You Didn't
Get A Look At The Plates.

I Couldn't.
It Was Too Dark.

Maybe It Was Because
It Was Covered Up.

And The Plate Light
Is Missing--

Another Infraction.

Well, I Suggest We Ascertain
If This Vehicle

Is Registered To Anybody
On The Premises

And Point These Violations
Out To Them.

Good Suggestion.

I Got To Be Honest
With You, Hunter.

This Is Shaky P.C.

I Only Want
To Find Something

That Tells Me
Bolin's Our Guy.

And If I'm Right
About Dr. Dolittle,

We Won't Use Anything
We Find Here.

[Door Knob Rattles]

Do Your Tricks.

You Know,
We're Gonna Wind Up

Doing Weekends
In The Electric Chair

If Cain Finds Out
About This.

Check His Drawers.

I Beg Your Pardon?

Don't You Want
To Ask Me Something?

What?

Why I'm Doing This
With You?

Because No Matter What Kind
Of A Clod You Think I Am,

You Know I Don't
Make Mistakes.

Gotcha.

And We Got Him.

Mccall:
Get 'Em Up, Scout.

I'll Drive.

No, You Won't.

Well, What'd
I Tell You?

Yeah, Ok.

So, This Guy Likes To
Dress Up Like Hoot Gibson

And Frequent C&Amp;W Bars
On His Nights Off.

He Even Drives A Bronco,
Which We Can't I.D.

I Mean, That Still Doesn't
Prove He's A Killer.

So, Where Do We Go
From Here, Batman?

Tomorrow Night's
Wednesday.

You Put On That Little
Blond Wig Of Yours,

And When He Comes Around
To Show You His Brand Of Fun,

We Nail His Hide.

Let's Do It.

Works For Me.

[Dramatic Music Playing]

You Know, You Can
Stay Quiet Real Well.

I May Keep You In There
Permanently.

Will You Look At What
You're Doing

To My Red Dress? God.

And Will You Watch
My Shoes, Please?

Did You Buy Those,

Or Did They Jump Out
From An Alley At You?

Will You Just Get Out There
And Get Attacked

Like You're Supposed To?

Oh, Well,
We Finally Know

The Woman's Place
Around Here.

Hey, Don't Put Down My End.
I'm In Here

Smelling Mothballs
For The Last 2 Hours.

Think You Made
A Mistake?

Maybe The Guy's
Not Coming.

Maybe We've Been Using
The Wrong Bait.

Here, Try Traipsing
Around In This.

Do You Mind?

Keep Your Hands
Off My Stuff.

And If You Want
To Use

A Different Bait
Next Time,

You'll Get
No Argument From Me.

Oh, That'll Be A First.

[Swish]

[Door Closes]

Aah!

[Dramatic Music Playing]

Uhh!

Get Down!

Uhh!

Halt! Police!

Ohh! Uhh!

I Think You Forgot
To Fire Your Warning Shot.

Wait For My Backup Call
Next Time.

You Got A Crazy Lady For
A Neighbor, You Know That?

Party's Over, Bolin.

Mccall: Well,
Looks Like The Doctor

Doesn't Make
House Calls.

Who's This Guy?

Let Me Know As Soon As
You Get An I.D.

That May Be
Sooner Than We Think.

He May Have A Record.
I'm Not Sure. He Looks Familiar.

I Just Can't Place Where
I've Seen Him Before.

Oh, That's Terrific,
Sergeant.

Less Than One Week
Together,

You're Beginning To Sound
Just Like Your Partner.

You Just Shot A Man, And You
Think You've Seen Him Before.

You Ought To Get To Know
All Your Attackers

On A First-Name Basis.

Don't Get Wise
With Me, Hunter.

You're Already Working
Without A Net.

Now, What You Two
Were Doing Runnin' Decoy

On The O'neill
And Harmond Cases

Is A Matter We'll Take Up
In My Office Tomorrow.

Let's Just Hope You Didn't
Kill Some Poor Guy

Trying To Deliver Flowers
Or Something

To One Of The Tenants
In There.

He Wasn't Delivering
Flowers, Captain.

Unless He Was Gonna Put
Them On Mccall's Grave.

You See Me
In The Morning

After You Fill Out
Your Reports

And Hand Them Over
To Detective Terwilliger,

The Man In Charge
Of This Case!

Guess We Were Wrong
About Bolin.

Nah, We Weren't Wrong.

Oh, Hunter,
What's With You?

If Bolin's Our Man,
Then Who's This Guy

Who Attacked Me Tonight,
Just Another Freak?

It's Too Big
A Coincidence.

Yeah, Well,
So Is The Fact

That Bolin Was At That
Club The Other Night

And Followed You Home.

Maybe Cain Had Him
Follow Us

To Find Out What We Were
Doing On Our Own Time...

Put Together One Of His
Psychiatric Profiles

So He Could Wrap Us Up
In Newspaper,

Toss Us Out
With The Trash.

Somebody Else
Entirely New Comes Along

And Tries To Kill You?
Nah, No Way.

Maybe Bolin Found Out
Who You Were.

How?

Ran Your Plates,

Checked With
The Building Manager,

Realized It Was A Setup,

And Sent In
A Substitute.

Maybe When We Run A Make
On The Dead Guy,

We'll Find Out Something.

You Really Don't Think
We Messed Up, Do You?

Oh, We Messed Up...

But We Weren't Wrong.

You Know, We Were Right
About Our Guy Justin Taylor.

He Wouldn't Know
The Inside Of A Room

Unless It Was Padded.

He's Done Time Both At
Vacaville State Hospital

And Camarillo.

Started Modeling
Straightjackets

Back In Bellevue In New York,
Where He Was Born.

What Is That?

That Is A Chili Dog
With The Works.

This Is The Lunch
You're Buying Me

For Wrangling This Report
Out Of Terwilliger?

Well, I Used To Bring
All My Ex-Partners Here.

And All This Time

I Thought They Wound Up
At County General

Because They Got Wounded
In Shootouts.

Give Me That.

It Seems Justin Taylor

Was Into Every And All
Kinds Of Therapy.

And Guess
Who Was Working

In A Volunteer Capacity
At Vacaville

During The Time Of His
Incarceration There?

In Fact, Bolin Was
On The Review Board

That Kicked
Justin Loose,

If He Promised
To Continue

Psychiatric Treatment
On His Own.

Here, It Says It
Right There,

Right Under The...
Chili Smudge.

You Remember I Told You
It Was Bugging Me

Where I'd Seen
This Guy Before?

Yeah.

It Was Right
In Bolin's Office.

The Day You Had
Your Appointment--

We Were Going Out
As He Was Coming In.

Well, If Bolin's
Been Treating This Guy

For The Last 3 Years,

He Probably Knows How
To Push All Of His Buttons.

What If Bolin
Figured Out Our Trap?

What Do You Think He'd Do?

Send In A Ringer
To Throw Us Off.

Works For Me.

Bolin's Going To Be
On Alert Now.

Well, He's Insane.

He's The One That Should Be
Seeing A Head Shrink.

[Laughs] He Probably Is.

Most Psychiatrists Have
Analysts Of Their Own.

You Know,
One Of The Requirements

To Become An Analyst
Is To See One.

Well, Let's Go Find His.

Now, You Want Me To Drive
While You Eat That?

Is That What You Do
With That?

[Dramatic Musing Playing]

Mccall: Hey, Hunter,
We're Being Followed.

What?

Hold On.

Where Are You Going?

I'm Gonna Circle
Back To The Pier

And Cut Him Off.

Well, Take It Easy,
Will You?

I Want To Get Back There
In One Piece.

Just Eat Your Hot Dog.

Police! Get Out
Of The Car Now.

Well, Excuse Me.

Haven't You Finished
Your Lunch Yet?

Uncle John, What The Hell
Are You Doing?

Don't They Have Phones In
Bel Air? You Gotta Chase Me?

Ricky.

How You Doing,
Jackie?

Things Could Be Worse.

Jackie Valentine.
Pleased To Meet You.

Hi.

You Know, I Don't Get
To See You Much, Huh?

Well, I've Been
Real Busy.

Yeah, I Know.

It's Gonna Be
A Small Dinner This Sunday.

Well, Jilly And Tommy--
They'll Make Bail.

Good. And What About You?
What's Your Problem?

I Have No Problems.

Your Aunt Sophie's
Slaving In The Kitchen

Every Sunday,

Just In Case
You Decide

To Grace Us
With Your Presence.

Show Up, Will You?

So I Can Have Something
Different Next Time.

I've Really Been Busy,
Uncle John--

Hey, Hey. Was Your
Aunt Sophie Too Busy

To Go Down To Shatsky's
And Get You

That Louisville Slugger
You Wanted?

Was She Too Busy When You Had
To Have Your Cuffs Lowered

So You Could Go To
That Dance At Your College?

That Was
Junior High.

Whatever. You Be There
This Sunday.

Don't Disappoint
Your Aunt Sophie Again, Huh?

I'll Be There.

I Know You Will.

And Bring
Your Lady Friend.

You Always
Get Invited

To Family Gatherings
Like That?

Beats A Simple
Telephone Call, Doesn't It?

[Country And Western Muzak
Playing]

Mccall: Would You Please
Tell Dr. Kettering

That Sergeants Mccall
And Hunter Are Here?

We Phoned
A Short While Ago.

Pretty Strange Music For
A Doctor's Waiting Room,

Don't You Think?

Yeah, The Doctor's Into
Country/Western Music, Too.

I'd Sure Like To Know
What The Connection Is

Between
Country/Western Music

And 30-Year-Old,
Blue-Eyed Blondes.

Hello. I'm Dr. Kettering.

How May I Help You?

So, You Are Saying
You Believe Dr. Bolin

To Be A Sociopath Who May
Have Killed These 2 Women?

And You're Saying
He Couldn't?

I'm Saying,
As His Doctor,

I Have Certain
Ethical Restrictions

That I Must Deal With.

Well, That's Nice,
Doctor,

But In The Meantime,
These Girls

Just Keep On Dying,
Right?

You Have No Evidence.

Sometimes
In Police Work

You Have To Operate
On Educated Guesses--

Hunches.

So, How About It?

Does Bolin Fit
A Sociopath's Profile?

Do You Know Much
About Sociopaths, Sergeant?

Only That They Have
No Emotions.

That's Right.
None At All.

They Don't Feel
Anything We Feel.

No Love, No Hate,
No Jealousy.

They Tend To Me
Very, Very Smart.

Often Their I.Q.'S Are
Somewhere In The Genius Range.

They Tend To Be
Mathematical,

Usually
Very Disciplined,

Often With
Good Physiques.

Finally, They Are
Extremely Charming,

Socially Adept.

They Hide Their Illness
Very Carefully,

But When
They Are Violent...

They Are Killing Machines
With No Remorse.

Sounds Like A Fair
Description Of Dr. Bolin.

In Some Ways, Yes.

Is That Why
You're Treating Him?

Is He Sociopathic?

I Cannot Tell You That.

Look...

If You Have
Such A Good Hunch,

Why Don't You Pursue It?

Does He Come Here
On Wednesdays?

That's Right.
That's His Day Off.

I Usually See Him...

Around 5:00.

And Then Goes Out
And Hacks Up

Pretty, Blue-Eyed
Blondes About Your Age.

Maybe After
Being Forced

To Unburden Himself
To You,

He Has A Need To Go Out
And Kill You, Doctor.

You People Are
Practicing Psychiatry

Without A License.

It Could Work That Way,
Couldn't It?

It Would Be
Very Unusual...

But Yes, Given
The Right Circumstances,

In Textbook Situations,
It Could Happen.

Look, This Is Not
A Textbook Situation,

And I May Not Have
A License To Practice,

But I Think
You're In Real Danger.

Thank You For Coming,
Sergeant.

I Will Review
Dr. Bolin's Tapes.

Well, Thank You
For Seeing Us.

Be Careful.

Stop Chewing Around
The Edges, Sergeant Hunter.

You Haven't Come Here
For Another Session.

What Exactly
Do You Want?

I Think I Can Speak
Freely To You, Doc.

I Mean, That's What
This Is All About,

Isn't It?

Being Able To Talk
About Things.

Talk Away. Say Whatever's
On Your Mind.

Cathy O'neill's
On My Mind.

One Of The Ladies
Who Was Murdered.

Yeah. Marge Harmond--
The Other Dead Woman--

She's On My Mind.

Justin Taylor--

You Know Justin Taylor,
Don't You, Doc?

As A Matter Of Fact,
I Do. He's--

Heh. He Was
One Of My Patients.

You're Kinda Responsible
For Puttin' Him

Back Out On The Bricks,
Aren't You?

Incarceration
Is A Punishment,

Not A Form
Of Rehabilitation,

Which Justin
Was Ready For.

Was He Ready To Be
Killed, Do You Think?

Heh. What's That
Supposed To Mean?

Well, You Know
What I'm Talking About.

You As Good As
Killed Him Yourself.

[Laughs] You Mean I Should
Take The Responsibility

For Putting Him Out On
The Streets In His Childhood,

Which--Which Led Him
To A Life Of Crime,

Which, In Turn,
Led Him To Being Gunned Down

By Some Trigger-Happy Cop?

I Mean,
Sending Him Over There

To Kill Sergeant Mccall
When You Realized

It Was A Cop You Followed
Home That Night.

You Truly Are
A Troubled Person.

You Should Be The Expert
On Mental Disorders,

Being As Screwed Up
As You Are.

You Know, I Had No Trouble
Convincing Your Own Shrink

That I Thought--

My Own Shrink?

Dr. Kettering.

A Lovely Lady.
Pretty, Too.

I Like Them
Like That--

Tall, Slender,
Blond,

Blue-Eyed.

Sound Like Anybody

You've Come Across
In Your Travels, Terry?

If I Find Out You've Been
Harassing Dr. Kettering,

Or Any Of My Friends,

I Will Personally Call
Captain Cain--

And Get Me Suspended

For Being Unfit For
Active Duty? Go Ahead.

That'll Work For Me
Just Fine.

You Know,
As An On-Duty Officer,

I Have 2 Hours A Day
To Work On Your Case.

But Once
I'm On Suspension,

I'll Have
All The Time I Need

To Bust Your Butt.

I'll Be Your
Worst Nightmare.

When You Wake Up
In The Morning,

I'll Be Sitting
On Your Front Steps.

And When You're Driving
In To Work,

I'll Be Up There In
Your Rear View Mirror.

And I'll Be
Reading Magazines

Out There
In Your Waiting Room,

And In The Stall
Next To You

When You Go To The John.

And On Wednesday Nights,

When You're Done
With Dr. Kettering,

And You Get That Urge,

The One You Can't
Resist, To Go Out There

And Find Your Next
Innocent Victim

And Purge Yourself.

When You Really
Need It,

When Your Every Fiber
Is Screaming Out For It,

But You Know
You Can't...

Because I'm Gonna Be
Right There.

Shut Up, Shut Up.

Shut Up. Shut Up!
Shut Up! Shut Up!

Well, Doctor, I Guess
This Session Is Over With.

Get Out Of Here.

Same Time Tomorrow?

Get Out Of Here!

Well?

You Know, I Think
There's Something

To This Therapy Business.

After Seeing
Dr. Bolin Just Now,

I Feel A Whole Lot Better.

Drilled Him, Did You?

He's Seeing Daylight
Through A New Hole, All Right.

So All We Do
Is Wait Till Wednesday.

Then We Sit On Him

From The Moment He
Wakes Up In The Morning

Till He Makes His Move,
And We Have Got Him.

Works For Me.

[Ominous Music Playing]

[Buzz]

Terry.

I Wasn't Expecting You
Until Tomorrow.

It's...Only Tuesday.

I Was Gonna Call You.

I Just Happened To Be
In The Neighborhood.

I Thought I'd Drop In.
Do You Have Any Time?

Um...

I Am Going Out.

Anything Special?

No. No, I'm--I'm Just
Meeting Friends.

I Was Just Locking Up.

I'll Walk You Down
To Your Car.

Um...Good. Heh.

I'll Only Be
A Few Minutes, Terry.

I Understand
There Were Some People Here

Asking Questions
About Me.

Police Officers.

Uh...A Man And A Woman.

Well, Surely--
Surely You Must Remember

A Couple Of
Police Officers

Asking Questions
About A Colleague...

And A Patient.

Yes. But They Were Only
Here For A Few Minutes.

Would You Care
For A Drink?

No.

What Did They Want?

Well, I...
I Don't Know, Really.

I Just Told Them
That I Couldn't Divulge

Anything That We've
Ever Discussed

And That Our Dealings
Were Strictly Confidential.

So You Did Tell Them
I Was A Patient.

They Already Knew That.
And You Are.

Ah. Yes.

Sure You Wouldn't Like
That Drink Now?

I'm Positive.

Well, Then...

I'm Going To Have One.

You're Gonna Be Late
For Your Appointment.

No, I Won't.

Dr. Kettering:
Uh-Huh. Yes.

He's Here Right Now.

Uh-Huh. He Knows
What We've Talked About.

He--He Has A Strange Look.

Yes. Yes, I Do Believe
He Is Capable Of Killing Me.

As Well I Am.

I'm Afraid.

Trick Or Treat.

Dr. Kettering: Yes,
I'll Try And Keep Him Here

As Long As I Can.
Please Hurry. Ple--

[Click]

Back Up.

Turn Around. Put Your
Hands Against The Wall.

Come On.

Spread 'Em.

All Right,
Where's The Blade, Doctor?

Hunter?

Aah!

Freeze, Bolin!

Are You Hurt?

Stupid Question.

Hunter:
Call An Ambulance!

I'm Going After Him.

You Gonna Be Ok?
Do It.

[Door Closes, Footsteps]

[Grunting]

[Screaming]

Aaah!

Aaaaaah!

[Tires Screeching,
Horns Honking]

Works For Me.

Yay! About Time.

I Got It.

Oh, Thanks.

You Know, This Is Stupid.
I Feel Fine. I Can Walk.

Well, I'm Sorry.

It's Hospital
Regulations.

Oh, I'll Be
Right Back.

You Know, This Wasn't
A Fair Deal, Hunter.

The Least
You Could've Done

Was Get Shot
Or Something.

Well, Maybe Your Next Partner
Will Be More Considerate.

This Union Is Officially
Terminated, Then?

Unless I Do
Most Of The Driving.

Mccall?

I Wanted To Stop By And
See How You Were Doing.

Well, It Was Good Of You
To Show Up

On The Day She's Leaving,
Captain.

Ahem. I'm Fine.

The Shoulder's
Just A Little Stiff,

But It'll Get Worked Out.

And You Can Take
Your Time Getting Back.

When You Do,
You Can Remain Deskbound

As Long As You'd Like Before
We Get You A New Partner.

Well, She Already Has
A Partner, Captain.

Remember?

Surely You're Joking.

No, I'm Not Joking.

And My Name
Isn't Shirley.

Well, Then Let's Get
A Few Things Straight Here.

Could You Hand Me
My Teddy, Captain?

Wha--
My...

Don't Think Everything
You Two Pulled

Is Gonna Get Washed Out
With The Tide On This.

You Disobeyed
Direct Orders From Me

And Violated
Any Number Of Policies

Listed On My Memo.

And Caught
A Psychopathic Murderer,

And Probably Cost You
Your Guest Membership

To His Beverly Hills
Country Club.

I Don't Find That
Funny, Hunter.

I Kind Of Do. Ha Ha.

Just Kind Of, Though.

You Don't Know How Tough
It's Gonna Get On You.

You're Gonna Be Chasing
Gumball Bandits,

Policing Rock Concerts,

Any Garbage Detail
I Can Think Of.

And One Slip,

Anything At All Gets
Into The Margins,

I'll Have
Both Your Badges.

As Long As You're
In My Division, Hunter,

I Want You To Keep
Your Nose Clean

And Your Gun Holstered.

Anybody Suspicious
In Front Of You,

Don't Just Cross The Street.
You Go Around The Block

And Run To Another
Neighborhood.

I Don't Know How It Is
You Manage To Always Wind Up

In The Middle Of These
Code 3'S, But That's Over!

Excuse Me.
Yeah, You!

Hunter! Are You Hearing
One Word I'm Saying?

Stop Him!
He's Got The Drugs!

[Dramatic Music Playing]

Anybody Moves...
She Gets It.

Well, Punk...
You Gonna Go For It?

[Theme Music Playing]