Hunter (1984–1991): Season 1, Episode 10 - The Shooter - full transcript

Draw, Pardner.

This Is Not
A Homicide, Bernie.

This Was A Cop Killing.

Was He Wearing
A Vest?

Yeah, He Was.

Bullet Went
Right Through It.

You Mean We Got
Some Sicko Out There

Using Silicone-Coated
Bullets.

Admit It!
You Killed Him,
Didn't You?

I Killed No One!

Why Don't You
Go Over There



And See If You
Can Get His Motor
Turned On?

Captain, The Killer
Is Still Out There.

You Were The Best,

And Now I'm The Best.
It's As Simple As That.

You Gonna
Bring Him Out?

It's The Only Way
To Catch This Guy.

Rick Hunter?

Freeze!

You Lose.

Works For Me.

♪ Ah, It's Getting
To Me Now ♪

♪ I Took Too Much ♪

♪ Ah, Trading Gums ♪

♪ With The Shot Eagle ♪



♪ Lost My Touch ♪

♪ In The Memory Oven ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Bring Me To My Knees ♪

♪ I Will Crawl ♪

♪ Misery Coming In Waves ♪

♪ Good-Bye, Air And Sky ♪

♪ Lights Chasing Shadows ♪

♪ Hiding Sweet Misery ♪

♪ Coming In Waves ♪

♪ Good-Bye, Air And Sky ♪

♪ Lights Chasing Shadows ♪

♪ High In My Eyes ♪

♪ Ah, Give Me
Something Sweet... ♪

[Police Radio Chatter]

Nice Bike.

Was I Speeding,
Officer?

Sure Were.
Clocked You Going
Just Under 90.

Will You Get Your License
Out For Me, Please?

Draw, Pardner.

Excuse Me?

On The Count Of 3.

1...

2...

Hey, Buddy,
Take Your Hand Away
From That Thing.

3!

You Lose, Pardner.

This Is...

One-Mary-982.

Cancel
That Code 6.

I Lost The Guy.

Dispatcher:
That's A 10-4.
Call Canceled. Out.

♪ Ah, I'm Trading Cars ♪

♪ Into No One ♪

♪ Such A Waste ♪

♪ And The Irony
Of My Desire ♪

♪ I'm Afraid ♪

♪ Of Being Alive ♪

Help! Help!

Somebody Call
The Police!

Rufus!

Stay Away, Sucker!

Rufus, You Make Me Catch You,
I'll Break Your Neck!

Woman:
Hey, What Are You
Doing To Her?!

Leave Her Alone!

Hey! Call
The Police!

Help! Someone
Call The Police!

It's A Rape!!

Ma'am,
I Am The Police.

Hunter.

What The Hell
Are You Doing Here?

When I See Someone
Chasing A Guy
In High Heels,

I Get Interested.

I Was Down Staking Out
The Drugstore On Fifth.

Well, Thanks For
The Assistance,

But I've Got Everything Here
Under Control.

It Was Rufus Again?

Why Doesn't He
Change His M.O.?

Jeez, He Makes
An Ugly Woman.

Help! Help!
I'm Being Robbed!

Rufus, Shut Up!
They Know.

So They Know.

Let's Go, Rufus.

Man, You Just
Made Me Put A Run
In My Stockings.

Yeah, It Looks Like
You Got Somebody Else's
Purse Again, Rufus.

Either That Or You
Changed Your Name
To Thelma Jones.

Look, Man,
It Was Dark.

I Must've Picked Up
The Wrong Purse
By Mistake.

I'm Telling You.
I Swear, I Thought
It Was Mine.

If You're Gonna
Steal A Purse,

Next Time, Rufus,
Why Don't You Try
And Make It Match?

Look, I Thought
I Had The Right Purse, Ok?

I Swear To You I Did.

Besides, Why Aren't You Guys
Out Busting Criminals?

Because We Like
Pounding On Punks'
Heads Like Yours.

Now, You Know The Routine--
In The Car.

Man, I'm Not About
To Get In That Car.
Are You Kidding?

Get In There!

Man, That Car's A Mess.

Besides, I Just Had
My Dress Cleaned.

Well, Take It Off,
Dear.

Yeah, Well, You Wish.

Dispatcher:
Attention, All Units.

Officer Down.
Hollywood Freeway
Near Barham.

All Units Respond.

Rufus: Hey, My Wig!

[Siren]

Officer
Never Had A Chance

To Get His Gun
Out Of The Holster.

Paramedics Said
The Bullet Went Right
Through His Heart.

I Have A Complete Report
For You Right Here, Sir.

I Have Been Taking
Notes Since I Arrived
On The Scene.

I Was The First Officer
On The Case.

I Got Here
About 0600 Hours.

I Have Most Of My Notes
Right Here For You.

Was He Wearing
A Vest?

Yeah, He Was.
Bullet Went
Right Through It.

You Mean We Got
Some Sicko Out There

Using Silicone-Coated
Bullets.

I Have No Mention
Of The Bullet Used
In The Assault, Sir,

But My Men
Are Working On It.

Vest Would've
Stopped Anything
But A Silicone.

Captain, When Is
This Country Gonna Outlaw
Silicone Bullets?

The Only Reason
For Silicone Bullets
Is To Kill Cops.

I'll Be Damned
If I Know, Hunter.

I Do Have The Make And Model
Of His Last Pullover.

It Was A Green Chevrolet.

Bernie, If You Look
Real Close In Here,

You Just Might Have
The Address And Phone
Number Of The Killer.

There Are More Than
Enough Officers Working
On This Case Right Now.

Why Don't You
And The, Uh...
Brass Cupcake

Go And Control
Traffic Somewhere?

Oh, No. I Want
To Stick Around Here

And Watch You Put
This Case Together.

This Is Right Up
Your Alley, Isn't It?

Oh, My God.

How Could
This Happen?

I'm Sorry About
This, Doug.

Does His Family
Know?

No. We Haven't Told
Anybody Yet.

I Know His Mother.

Jimmy Was
The Only Son
She Has.

This Ain't Gonna
Take At All.

Hunter:
We're Sending A Car Over.
Maybe You'd Like To Go, Doug.

Yeah.

Yeah, I Think
I Should.

We Went Through
The Academy Together,
You Know.

We Were Best Friends.

You Find Out
Who Did This.

We Will, Doug.
That's What We're Here For.
You Know That.

I'd Remind You, Hunter,

That I Am
The Senior Officer
On This Homicide.

This Is Not
A Homicide, Bernie.

This Is A Cop Killing.

We're All
Senior Officers Here.

Hey, Are You All Right?

[Sighs] Yeah.

Yeah, I'm Fine.
Uh...

He Was Just
A Motorcycle Cop,
And, Uh...

My Husband Steve
Was A Motorcycle Cop.

He Pulled A Car
Over One Day, And...

Boy, It Never Goes
Away, You Know?

No, It Doesn't.

What Are You Doing?

I Found Something.

It's A Valiant.

And It's New.

It's Not Weathered
By The Sun.

Did You See Where
It Was Sitting?

Yeah, On The Ground,
Over There.

If You Were In A Car
Off The Side Of The Road

And Just Finished
Smoking A Cigarette,

What Would You
Do With It?

Put It Out.
Right.

You'd Put It Out
In The Ashtray,

Or You'd Throw It
Out The Window,

Which Would Be
To The Left
Of The Road.

But Either Way,
You Wouldn't
Crush It Out.

This Has
Been Crushed.

Yeah,
It's Been Crushed.

So What Are You
Trying To Say?

Come Here.

Do You Smoke?

Yeah.

Give Me A Cigarette,
Would You?

Sure.

Now Crush It Out.

It's Not Lit.

Would You Humor Him?

Just Crush It Out.

You See?
We're Either Looking

For Someone
On A Motorcycle

Or Somebody
With A Large Hole
In His Floorboard.

Bernie Said The Last Call
He Put Out

Was On A Green Chevy.

Yeah. We'll Check
With The Night
Dispatcher

And See If We Can
Get Some Other
Information,

Other Than What
Bernie Might Have
In His Notebook.

I Really Want
This One, Hunter.

Yeah, So Do I.

I Can't Believe
He's Dead.

I Mean, I Must Have
Been The Last Person
He Talked To.

Dee Dee: Yeah, We Know.
You Were The Dispatcher
On Duty Last Night.

Did Jim Say Anything About
Seeing A Motorcycle?

Wait A Minute.
You Know Something?

Um...

It Wouldn't Be
On The Sheets

Because He Had It
Canceled.

But He Did
Call In Something
About A Bike.

Um, It Had
No Plates.

It Was
A New Nighthawk.

That's Right.
I Remembered Because
He Made A Comment

About It Being
The Second One
He Saw This Week.

Jim--He Was Just
Crazy About Bikes.

But He Canceled
The Call, Right?

Yeah. He Called Back
And Canceled It.

We Didn't Run
A Trace.

That's Why
It Wouldn't Be On
The Computer Sheets.

So There Was A Bike.

Yeah,
There Sure Was.

So Officer Tanner
Reported Seeing
A Black Bike Twice.

Yeah. Well, The Killer
Uses Silicone-Coated
Bullets.

You Know He's Gunning
For A Cop.

Bernie:
You'll Get Your Rights.
You Can Call Your Lawyer

Right After We Talk
To The Captain!

Captain, One Of Our
Black-And-Whites

Picked Up Our Man
In The Green Chevy--

Seymour Liebowitz.

They Picked Him Up
In Robinson's--

Get This--Shopping
For Bath Towels.

This Man Looks Like
An Accountant.

This Man Is
An Accountant.

He Put Up
Much Of A Fight,
Bernie?

I'll Thank You
Not To Harass
The Suspect.

[Sighs]

Captain, Would You
Like Me To Proceed

With The Interrogation
Of This Suspect?

Oh, Yeah,
By All Means.

Let's Move.
I Said Let's Move!

Let's Go Talk
To Doug Before
He Checks Off, Huh?

Yeah.

Wait A Minute, Hunter.

You're Not Going
To Talk To Him
In There, Are You?

Yeah, I Am.

I Can't Go In There.
That's The Men's
Locker Room.

Well, Keep
Your Clothes On.

Hey, Doug. Did Jim
Say Anything To You
About A Motorcycle?

Yeah. Yeah,
He Did Mention

That He Was Thinking About
Getting His Own Bike.

He Liked
The Nighthawks.

Why? What's That Got
To Do With Anything?

Oh, I Was Just Trying
To Put A Couple Things
Together,

That's All, Doug.

Wait A Minute.
Wait A Minute, Rick.

We Went To The Mustang Bar
A Couple Nights Ago.

Just Playing Around.

There Was A Bike
In The Parking Lot.

It Was A Nighthawk,
And Jimmy Was Admiring It.

Son Of A...

There Was A Guy
Inside The Bar, Rick.

He'd Been Drinking A Lot.
He Was Real Obnoxious.

He Started Putting The Make
On Jimmy's Girl,

And We Told Him
To Back Off.

He Got All Upset.
So We Flipped
Our Badges At Him,

Just To Cool Him Down.

Rick, The Guy
Went Nuts On Us.

He Started Calling Us
"Pig" This And "Pig" That.

We Didn't Think
Anything Of It

Because Cops Have To
Deal With That Stuff
All The Time.

Are You Saying The Guy
On The Black Bike
Killed Jimmy?

Is That What
You're Saying?

I'm Not Saying That,
Doug. Now,
Just Settle Down.

We Want This Guy
As Bad As You Do,

But You Gotta Relax.

And I'm Sorry
About Jim.

Thanks.

[Jukebox Playing
Country-Western Music]

What'd You Get?

Nothing But A Bunch
Of Propositions.

Couldn't Find
Who Owned The Bike.

Oh, Great! That's
The Third Pair Of Nylons

I've Ripped
In This Car This Week.

You Got Screws Sticking Out
All Over The Place In Here.

Got My Change?

I'll Use It To Buy
A New Pair Of Nylons, Ok?

Bingo.

Yeah,
He's On The Move.

You Think Maybe
He's Our Man?

We're Gonna Find Out.

Cover Me, Would You?

Freeze. Police.

Don't Move.

Don't Shoot...
Please.

Whoa. Sorry
About That.

What Is This?

I Think A Mistake.

We Thought You
Were A Suspect
In A Killing.

A Killing?

Yeah.
A Police Officer
Was Shot Last Night.

He Came From
The Same Bar
You Came From.

I Work There.

A Cop Was Killed?

Yeah. There Were
A Couple Cops There
Last Night.

Um, Maybe You
Saw Some Sort
Of A Disturbance,

Like An Argument?

Yeah. Yeah, Cops.
I Remember Now.

A Couple Of Them Came In
The Other Night.

They Kinda
Got In A Fight.

They Dropped
A Couple Of Trays
Of Drinks For Me.

A Fight With Who?

Some Guy.

He's A Real Jerk.

Stands Around Half The Night
Playing Video Games.

I Don't Know
What It Was About,

But They Took It Outside.

Probably Some Chick.

One Of These Cops
Was Killed Last Night.

Think This Fellow's
Capable Of That?

I Tell You,
He's A Real Freako,

But Killing A Cop...

Has He Come
There Often?

Yeah. Every Day
About 5:00.

He Works Nearby.
He Gets Off Then.

That Bike You Ride--
Is That Yours?

Yeah.

Here's My Card.

We Might Want To Talk
To You Later,

So Keep It In Case
You Think Of Something.

Yeah.

Sorry Once Again,
Huh?

Ok.

Maybe A Dead End,
Huh?

And Maybe Not.

Let's Go See If We
Can Find This Guy
At The Bar, Huh?

How'd You Get In?

Who Were You Talking To
Out There?

Remember Those Two Cops
That Came In The Bar
The Other Night?

One Of 'Em Was Just
Killed Last Night.

Guess It Was Just
A Couple Of Cops
Checking It Out.

Let's Go To Bed.

The Waitress
Told Me His Name.

Stoner Jackson.

Nice Name.
Yeah.

Would You
Look At That Guy?

He's Been Standing
Over There

Playing That Machine
For About An Hour Now.

Video Game: Ok, Pardner,
Get Your Gun Ready.

Doesn't Look Like
Our Boy's Gonna Make
His Move Tonight.

Why Don't You
Go Over There

And See If You
Can Get His Motor
Turned On, Huh?

Yeah.

Oh, Wait A Minute.

Don't Forget
Your Margarita.

No. I Hate
Margaritas.

I Had To Get You Something.
I Mean, You Weren't Here.

All Girls
Like Margaritas.

It's Great.

Excuse Me.

Be Right With
You, Honey.

The Guy At The Video Game--
What's His Drink?

Stoner? Beer.

I'd Like To Buy Him
A Beer, Please.

You Can Take It To Him.
He's A Lousy Tipper.

Game: Ok, Pardner,
Get Your Gun Ready.

How About I Buy
Me And You A Drink?

Well, Thanks, Pal,
But, Uh...

Maybe Another Time.

On The Count Of 3.

1...2...3!

Here's Your Beer.

You Lose, Pardner.
You Made Me Miss!

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!

Well...I'm Sorry.

Want Your Beer Anyway?

I Don't Know You,
Do I?

If You Did,
You Wouldn't
Have Forgotten.

I Been In Here
For A While,

And, Uh, Nobody's
Bought Me A Drink,

So I Thought I'd Start
The Buying Up

And Get Things Going
In The Right Direction.

Thanks.

You Want To Play It?

Yeah. What Do I Do?

The Idea Is To Outdraw
That Little Guy.

All Right,
I'll Give It A Shot.

Draw, Pardner,
On The Count Of 3.

1...2...3!

You Lose, Pardner.
Next Cowpoke,
Put Your Money In.

[Whispering]
You're Dead.

Uh, Let Me
Try It Again.

Let's Try Again.

All It Takes
Is Practice.

You Stick Around,
Ok, Baby?

Can I Buy You
A Drink?

You Might Want To
Buy Yourself One
After You See This.

Draw, Pardner,
On The Count Of 3.

1...2...

You Gotta
Be Kidding.

You Cheated.

Man:
You Killed Him!

You Killed
My Partner!

Admit It!

I Didn't Do Anything!

You Killed Him,
Didn't You?

I Killed No One!

Yes, You Did!

What Do You Think
You're Doing--

Get Outta My Way!

Hey, That Guy
Stole My Truck!

Don't, Doug.

We'll Follow Him.
You Call It In.

Doug: Attention All Units.

Unit 21 Is In Pursuit
Of A Possible 187.

Come On, You Gutless
Piece Of Junk!

That Lousy Broad's A Cop!

Try This.

[Coughing]

Doug:
Let Me Through.

This Guy's
A Cop Killer!

Get Back, Doug!

Get Him Out Of Here.

Let's Go.

Hey, Lookit, We Want
This Guy As Bad As You Do,

So Take It Slow,
Will You?

This Cowboy
Killed Jimmy.

Don't Get It Thrown Out
On A Technicality.

Lookit, I Think You Should
Just Get Back On Your Bike

And Get Back
To The Precinct.

Go Ahead, Get Out Of Here.

Think We Got Him?

I Don't Know.
Let's Go Find Out.

I Didn't Kill Any Cop.

Hunter: Then Why
The Hell Did You Run?

The Cop Comes Out
Swingin' At Me.

He's Yellin' And Hollerin'
That I'm A Cop Killer.

I Didn't Kill Any Cop.

I'm On Parole.

I Got Scared.

We're Gonna Check You Out,
Jackson.

You Got One Hair
Out Of Place,
And You're Dead.

I Mean...

I'm A Thief.

I Steal.

I'm Not A Cop Killer.

You Don't Have
One Friend
In This Room,

You Know That?

Let Me Just
Tell You Something.

If You're Lying To Me,
I'm Gonna
Snap Your Head Off

And Stuff It
In A Plastic Sack.
You Got That?

You Know What
Silicone Bullets Are,
Jackson, Huh?

You Know What
They're Used For?

They're Used For
Killing Cops.

Look, I Told You,

I'm Not A Cop Killer!

I Didn't Kill Anybody!

You're Pretty Good
At That Game,
Aren't You?

You Know,
The One In The Bar,

The One Where You
Shoot The Bad Guy?

Maybe You Think
Cops Are Bad Guys.

What About The Game,
Jackson?
Just How Good Are You?

[Nervous Laugh]

I Play For Kicks.

I Mean, There's
A Lot Of People
Better Than Me.

The Cops Beat Me.
Deke Broder, He's
The Best At It.

Yeah, The Cops.

You Got In A Fight
With The Cops,
Didn't You?

Maybe You Wanted
To Get Even.

[Stammering]

It Was Nothing.

I Mean, Just Words.

I Told You,
I Am Not A Cop Killer!

I Didn't Kill Anybody!

You Got That?!

You Got A Light?

These Your Cigarettes?

Yeah.

Not Our Man.

No.

Do You Mind Me
Asking You Why?

He Smokes The Wrong Kind
Of Cigarettes.

He Doesn't Smoke
The Right Kind
Of Cigarettes.

You Gotta Be
Kiddin' Me.

Hunter, Tell Me
You're Kiddin' Me,

Because I Got Reporters
Screaming Down My Neck.

I Want To End This Case,
And You're Telling Me Things

I'd See On Columbo.

Look, Captain,
We Worked Hard
On This Case,

And We Know We've
Got The Wrong Man.

She's Right, Captain.

Hey, Hunter, You Know,

You're Just
A Human Cop.

You're Just Like
Every Other Cop
In The Department.

You Don't Have Any Special
Psychic Abilities.

You're Not Superman.

You're Not Sherlock Holmes.

You're Just Like Every Other
Homicide Cop On The Force.

What Makes You Think
You Have All The Answers?

I Had A Good Childhood.

Now, Look, Captain,
The Killer Is Still Out There.

♪ Ah, It's Getting
To Me Now ♪

♪ I Took Too Much ♪

♪ Ah, Trading Gums ♪

♪ With The Shot Eagle ♪

♪ Lost My Touch ♪

♪ In The Memory Oven ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Bring Me To My Knees ♪

♪ I Will Crawl ♪

♪ Misery Coming In Waves ♪

♪ Good-Bye, Air And Sky ♪

Hey, How You Doing?

♪ Lights Chasing Shadows ♪

♪ Hiding Sweet Misery ♪

Thanks, Buddy.

Draw, Pardner.

On The Count Of 3.

1...

2...

3!

You Lose, Pardner.

[Police Radio Chatter]

God, Hunter,
I Was Really Hoping

You Were Going To Be
Wrong On This One.

Yeah, So Was I.

So Where Do You Think
This Is Gonna Lead?

I Don't Know.
Our Only Connection
Was The Bar.

I Thought We Were
Really Onto Something.
Now I Don't Know.

Hunter, Wait A Minute.

Didn't Jackson Say
That The Cops Beat Him
At The Machine,

That They Were
Better Than Him?

Yeah, Right.

Well, I Remember
Seeing The Initials J.I.M.

In The Top Part
Of The Machine.

When You Get
The Highest Score
You Put Your Initials In.

So Officer Tanner
Got The Highest Score.

His Initials
Were At The Top.

Well, So?

Jim Played The Machine.
So What?

Let's Go Take A Look
At That Machine.

3!

You Lose, Pardner.
Next Cowpoke.

See? There's
The Initials J.I.M.

And Then D.K.,
And Then B.R.O.,
Then S.J.

Stoner Jackson.

He Was Right.
He Scored Fourth.

Mccall, I Think
You're Onto Something Here.

D.K. Officer
Doug Kirkwood

Was Number 2.

Jackson Said This Guy,
Uh, Deke Broder,

Was Better Than Him...

And He's Number 3.

The Only 2 Guys
Who Beat Him
Were The 2 Cops.

That Would Stand To Reason.
They're Trained Marksmen.

And They're Both Dead.

Hunter, You Know
Where This Is Going?

Yeah. Our Shooter Goes After
Anyone That Beats Him
On This Machine

And Then Draws Them Down.

You Know How
That Sounds?

We Take That
To The D.A.,

He's Gonna Toss Us Out
On Our Butts.

Yeah. We Gotta
Draw This Guy Out.

You Playin'?

No, Go Ahead.

Want To Get Me
A Drink, Honey?

Ok, Pardner.
Get Your Gun Ready.

It's Time For
A Western Shootout.

Draw, Pardner,
On The Count Of 3.

1, 2, 3!

Good Shooting, Pardner.

Hey, You're Pretty Good.

The Best.

Hey, You Mind If I
Play You A Game?

I Usually Play Alone.

Oh, There's Not
Much Of A Challenge
In That.

Ok, Pardner,
Get Your Gun Ready.

It's Time For
A Western Shootout.

Draw, Pardner,
On The Count Of 3.

1, 2, 3!

Good Shooting, Pardner.

Your Time Is On The Screen.

That's Not Bad.

Where'd You Learn
To Shoot Like That?

On The Range.
I'm A Motorcycle Cop.

You're A Cop?

Yeah.

Did You Hear, Uh,

About Those 2 Cops
They Found Shot?

Yeah, I Sure Did.

The Newspaper Said
They Were Gunned Down.

Yeah, A Real Animal
At Work.

But We're Gonna Get Him.

Yeah, I Hope So.

What's The R.H. Stand For?

Rick Hunter.

Thanks For The Game.

Appreciate It.

Maybe I'll See You In Here
Some Other Time.

Yeah.

I'm Broder.

What'd You Find Out?

It's Broder.

He's Pretty Fast
On The Draw, Too.

I'll Run His Name Down
And See What Information
I Can Get.

Good. I Want To
Sit On This Guy

And See Where
His Next Move
Comes From.

He Smokes
The Right Type
Of Cigarettes.

Now I Want To See
If He Rides A Bike.

Not Even Close.

He's Gotta Be Waiting
For Something.

And I'll Bet She's It.

[Laughing]

I Think We Just
Made The Connection
With The Bike.

[Laughing]

You're Crazy.

Oh...

Looks Like He's Gonna
Be There For A While.

Why Don't We Check Out
His Truck?

Well, It's A Camper.

That Could Be
Breaking And Entering.

I Don't Know.

He Looks Like
A Pretty Forgetful Guy.

Maybe He Left
The Back Door Open
Or Something.

You Know,
You'd Be Shirking
Your Responsibilities

As A Police Officer
If You Didn't Investigate

To Make Sure There Was
No Burglars Back There.

Yeah. See What
You Can Find Out.

I'll Meet You
Back At The Station.

Hi There.

What The Hell
Are You Doin' In There?

Don't You Remember Me?

Do You--
Do You Remember--

I Was At The Bar,
Remember?

Don't You Remember
The Bar? Huh?

I Said, What Are You
Doing In There?

Well, Your--
Your Camper Door

Was Just...Open.

You Shouldn't Do That.
You Know Why?

Because...Burglars.

[Laughing]

I've Been Lookin' At Ya
And Watchin' Ya
At The Bar.

And Cherie--
You Know Cherie--

She--She Told Me
All About You.

You Don't Know Cherie.

Yes, I Do.

I Know Cherie. She--

Oh. You Know--
Oh--Come On.

I Don't--I Don't Know
Cher--Uh--

I Won't Tell Her
Anything. I Mean...

'Cause That Would
Spoil Everything,
Wouldn't It, Huh?

Get The Hell
Out Of Here.

Don't You Want To Have
A Little Fun, Huh?

Yeah?

Huh.

[Church Bells Chiming]

I Put Those Bullets
Back, Hunter.

My Own Husband Gets Shot
When He Pulls Over A Car

And I Put
The Bullets Back.

Well, There's Nothing
You Could Do.

You Go In There
Without A Search Warrant,

And You Get This
Whole Thing Thrown Out.

We've Got To Catch
This Animal.

You Know, They Won't
Put A Law On The Books

Against Using
Silicone Bullets,

But We Make
One Tiny Mistake

Stopping A Guy
From Using Them

And We Get Tossed
In Jail.

And It's All
In How You Look At It.

You Know, We Hang Out
And Try To Keep The Animals

From Coming Over The Wall.
When They Do,

We Just Kick 'Em Back Over.

We Keep Kickin' 'Em
Back Over

And Pray To God
That The Wall Doesn't Fall.

Well, What Happens
When There's An Animal
On That Side Of The Wall

That You Really
Want To Get?

You Go After Him.

You Gonna Bring Him Out?

Yeah. It's The Only Way
To Catch This Guy.

♪ You Leave It All Hangin'
And Don't Know Why ♪

♪ Sometimes It Only Takes
A Sad Good-Bye ♪

♪ To Know How Bad
You Wanna Stay ♪

♪ Don't Let Me Down ♪

Ok, Pardner,
Get Your Gun Ready.

It's Time For
A Western Shootout.

Draw, Pardner,
On The Count Of 3.

1, 2, 3!

Good Shooting,
Pardner.

Your Time
Is On The Screen.

Compare Your Time
With The Best.

Hey. Looks Like
I Beat You.

Oh, You Think
You're Pretty Good,
Don't You?

Oh, The Best.

I Mean,
Look At My Score.

It's Right On Top
There.

Why Don't We Just Play
One More,

Then We'll See
Who's The Best.

Oh, I Can't.
I Go On Duty
Later On Tonight.

Well, Maybe We Should
Just Play Another Game, Then,

Just To Make It Fair.

Look, I Told You,
I Go On Duty.

Besides, I Beat You
Fair And Square.

Oh, We're Gonna
Play Again.

I'm The Best.

And I'm Gonna Get
Another Shot At You

One Way Or Another.

No, No.

You Were The Best.

And Now I'm The Best.

And That's Simply
The Way It Is, Pal.

♪ Ah, It's Getting
To Me Now ♪

♪ I Took Too Much ♪

♪ Ah, Trading Gums ♪

♪ With The Shot Eagle ♪

♪ Lost My Touch ♪

♪ In The Memory Oven... ♪

Hunter, He's There.

Rick Hunter.

Rick Hunter!

Freeze!

[Engine Fails To Start]

[Siren]

♪ Misery Coming In Waves ♪

♪ Good-Bye, Air And Sky ♪

♪ Lights Chasing Shadows ♪

♪ Hiding Sweet Misery ♪

♪ Coming In Waves ♪

♪ Good-Bye, Air And Sky ♪

♪ Lights Chasing Shadows ♪

♪ Hide In The Light ♪

[Truck Horn Honking]

Blink, And You're Dust.

Don't Even Think About It.

You Can't Beat Me.

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!

You Lose, Pardner.

You Know, Somehow It Doesn't
Make It Any Better.

One Animal's Life
Or Two Human Beings.

Yeah, But We Got Him,
Hunter.

Yeah, We Sure Did.

Whose Turn Is It
To Buy?

It's Yours.

I Paid Last Time.

Oh, You Know, I--
I Don't Think I Have
Any Quarters.

No.

You Know,
Sometimes I Think

You Always
Run Out Of Change

Just So You Don't
Have To Buy Coffee.

Help! Police Brutality!

You Shut Up!
Let Go Of Me.

I Found This Guy
Running Off With
Some Lady's Purse.

I Had To Chase Him
Over 2 1/2 Blocks.

I Picked This Purse Up
By Mistake, Massa.

What's Wrong With That?
Hunter! Hunter!

Would You Come Over Here
And Talk To This Fool?

I Got It, Billy.

Well, Bernie,
How You Doin'?

She Hasn't Hurt You,
Has She?

She?

Hey, Honey,
I'm More Man
Than You'll Ever Be

And More Woman
Than You'll Ever Get.