Hunter (1984–1991): Season 1, Episode 8 - Dead or Alive - full transcript

Yaah!

Dead Or Alive.

In The Last Year,
He's Collected Over
20 Bounties...All Dead.

He Doesn't Give A Damn
About Nothin' And Nobody.

He's Going To Kill
This Guy Panhandle Pete.

Mr. Man In Black.

Ha! Ha!
You're Not My Type.

Open The Door! Police!
We Have A Warrant!

[Gunshot]

Take A Whole Hell Of A Lot More
Than You To Clear Me Out.

And I'm Going To Leave
A Crater 6 Miles Long
And 3 Miles Deep.



I'm An Excellent Driver.

[Tires Screeching]

It's Not The Fiddle.
It's Who's Playing It.

You Crazy, Man?
I'm A Cop!

What Are
You Going To Do?

I'm Going To Stop
This Guy.

Hunter!

Works For Me.

[Music Playing]

♪ Had To
Leave Town On Business ♪

♪ I've Been Gone
For 14 Days ♪

♪ Must Be My Imagination ♪

♪ But My Welcome Home
Seems Strange ♪

♪ Baby, Did You Miss Me? ♪



♪ Every Day
And All Night Long ♪

♪ Well, Baby,
Did You Miss Me? ♪

♪ Tell Me
What's Been Going On ♪

♪ I Got
This Sneaky Suspicion ♪

♪ There's Somethin' Wrong ♪

I'm Looking For A Man
Named David Blackfoot.

Calls Himself "The Chief."

I Was Wondering Which
One Of You Boys

Is Going To Be
Neighborly Enough

To Point Me In
The Right Direction

Where I Might Find Him.

♪ I Sat There
All Day Long ♪

♪ I Guess
You Just Forgot The Date ♪

♪ How Come? ♪

♪ Baby, Did You Miss Me? ♪

♪ Every Day
And All Night Long ♪

♪ Baby, Did You Miss Me? ♪

♪ Tell Me
What's Been Going On ♪

♪ I Got
This Sneaky Suspicion ♪

♪ There's Somethin' Wrong ♪

♪ There's Somethin' Wrong ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Whoo ♪

♪ There's Somethin' Wrong ♪

Just What Is This?

I Thought We Learned
What A Warrant Was

Our First Semester
At The Academy.

Seems You Didn't Do
Too Well On Your Annual
Qualifications, Hunter.

I Got A 98
On The Target Shoot.

But You Didn't Exactly
Get A Perfect Score

On Your Defensive
Driving Course.

I Hit One Cone.
What's That?

Well, Translated
Into The Real World,

Maybe It's One Parked Car,
Maybe It's One Fire Hydrant,

Maybe It's
One Innocent Bystander.

And Maybe You Ought
To Let Mccall Do
The Driving From Now On.

I'm An Excellent Driver.

Besides, When You're
Out In The Field,

Your Adrenaline Gives
You That Extra Edge.

Can We Talk About This?
Why Am I Going To
Pick Up The Chief?

Because He's The Suspect
In An Armed Robbery.

Now, That's Not
A Logic

That Should Escape
A Homicide Detective.

Look,
We Know He's Waiting
For His Partner.

We Also Know He Doesn't
Have The Money.

Now, Mccall's Got Him
Staked Out,

So Why Don't We
Just Wait?

Because We've Been Sitting
On This Guy For A Week.

Now, I Want Him
Brought In Now,

Before All We Got Left Is
The Dust That He Kicks Up
When He Splits Town.

I'll Radio Mccall.

No, You Won't.
You'll Go Down There Now.

That's Crazy.

Well, It's Crazy Having
You Two For Partners.

Now, Your Butt's
On The Line

If You Don't Round Me Up
A Steer On This One.

And Don't Slam The Door!

Oh, I Wouldn't
Think Of It, Captain,

But Sometimes It's
Just A Reflex Action.

[Slam]

Sorry, I Don't Smoke.

Let's Shag It,
Mccall.

[Car Horn Honks]

Mccall: Get Lost!

How Did You Know
It Was Me?

I'm A Trained Detective.

Chief Is Still
Sitting, Huh?

Hasn't Left.
No One's Come In.

What Are You
Doing Here, Anyway?

I Got This Covered.

What?

Look, I've Already
Gone Over This
With The Captain.

If We Don't
Bring Him In,

He's Going To Have
Terwilliger Do It.

Great. All Right,
I'll Take The Front.

Hunter: Oh, Yeah?

Yeah, If I Go In There
Dressed Like This,

No One's Going To
Think Twice.

With You, They'll Know
It's A Roust.

Yeah, Well, Don't Make
Any Friends, Ok?

Huh.

[On Television]
I'm Going To Count
To 3 And Shoot.

One...
[Gunshots]

Woody Woodpecker:
Hope I Don't See
Him No More.

Woody: And It Might
As Well Be You.

Woody: Off To Jail,
Bad Man.

Open The Door! Police!
We Have A Warrant!

[Gunshot]

Yaah!

Hold It!

Yaah!

Aaaah!

All Right,
Put The Rifle Down.

Whoa, Hoss.
You Got It.

Come On.
Get Them Up!

Come On Down Here.

Anything You Say,
Officer.

At Least I Hope
You're An Officer,

Or, Uh, I Just Went
And Stepped In It.

I Think You Went And Stepped
In It Anyway, Partner.

What's Going On?

Call The Coroner.

Now, Just What Was
That Little Bit
Of Business, Huh?

Well, If You Look In
My Breast Pocket Inside,

You'll Find Something
To Explain All This,
All Right?

Go On, Look.

Look, Why Don't We Just
Hogtie This Little Beaut

And Go Have
Ourselves A Brew.
What Do You Say?

Keep Them Up There.

Well, As You Can See,
That's A Wanted Poster.

It's A $10,000 Reward
On The Head Of
That Indian

For A Murder Back
In Jersey.

It Doesn't Excuse You
Throwing That Rifle Around

Like Buffalo Bill Cody,
Now, Does It?

What, Are You Crazy?
Guy Had A Bead On You.

I Saved Your Life.
I Helped You Out.

Oh, Come Off Of It.

You Had To Hear
Both Shotgun Blasts.

He Jumped Out Of
The Damn Window.

He Didn't Have Enough
Time To Reload.

Both Barrels Were Empty.

Well, I Guess
I Just Don't Have

The Ears And Instincts
That You Do, Hoss, Do I?

No, I Guess You Don't.

And Now You Don't Have
Anybody To Return
For This Reward.

You See, This Is Why
It Reads "Dead Or Alive."

[Police Radio]

You Buy This Guy's Story?

Drop Them Dead In Their Tracks
Went Out With Scalping.

Yeah, My Stomach's
Doing Once-Overs,

Which Tells Me This Guy
Doesn't Smell Right
From The Ground Up.

Want Me To Take
A Run At Him?

What Are
You Going To Do?

Wave Your Magic Wand
At This Guy

And Expect Him
Just To Spew Out
The Almighty Truth?

Something Like That.

Now, You Want Me To Find Out
What His Story Is Or What?

Help Yourself.

Mccall:
I Don't Believe This,

I Mean, Like,
I Didn't Do Nothing

But, Like, Go Answer
The Call Of Nature,

And You Guys Is Coming
Through The Door

Like The Incredible Hulk's
In The John Or Something.

Well, It's
All Of A Sudden,

The Chief Is Flying
Through The Window

Like He's Got Some Sort
Of Magic Flying Power,

Like He's Got Wings
Out Of His Back
Or Something.

All I'm Doing Is
Making An Outsider
Feel To Home, Right?

Huh? You Ever Been
Away From Home, Huh?
You Know How It Is.

You Away From Home, Huh?
I Can Tell.

Yeah, I Can Tell.
I Got A Nose For That.

You Know Anybody
In This Area?

Well, You're A Real
Talkative Type,
Ain't You?

Listen, If You Don't
Mind Me Asking,

You Got Some Sort Of
A Personal Reason

For Wanting
To Kill The Chief?

Nothing Personal At All,
Sweet Pea. Just 10 Gs.

10 Gs?

What? Are You Kidding?
He Owed You 10 Gs?

He Owed A Lot Of People
A Lot Of Things.

Me, I'm Just
Upholding The Law.

I Go Around Cleaning Up
What The Cops Can't,

Finish My Business,
And I'm On My Way.

Well, If You Got
Any Business To Finish
With The Chief,

I Think Your Business Is
Just About As Finished

As It's Going To Be.
You Know What I Mean?

Well, Uh,
Mr. Man In Black...

If You're Going
To Be Around,

I'm Going To Be Around.

Not Unless You Know Somebody
By The Name Of Panhandle Pete.

Panhandle Pete?

Is He A Party Kind
Of Guy Or What?

Not With You.

I Don't Think
You're His Type.

Of Course...Ha Ha!
You're Not My Type Either.

Would You Wake Me
When We Land? Hmm?

[Telephone Rings]

Hunter.

I Think I Did
A Pretty Good Job,

Considering The Guy
Doesn't Like Women.

Doesn't Like Women?

Just Because You
Couldn't Kick-Start Him,
He Doesn't Like Women?

Yeah, Give Me
Everything You Got.

Oh, You Think This Is
Some Sort Of Defense
On My Part, Huh?

Is That What You Think?

Yeah. Yeah, Go Ahead.

Well, It's Not.
Look, It Just So Happens

I Can Tell When
A Guy Is Interested,

And When He Just Doesn't
Have The Right Engine.

Yeah, Thanks. Got It.

So, The Guy's Gay
Now, Huh?

Mccall:
No, He's Not Gay.

He's Just--There's A Piece
Missing, That's All.

Sure.

Look, You Let Me Worry
About How To Handle Men,

And You Worry About
Your Driving, Ok?

My Driving? Is It
All Over The Precinct?

Yeah.

I Don't Believe It.

Anybody Can Knock Over
A Couple Of Cones.

Hey, It Was Not
A Couple Of Cones.

It Was One Cone,

And It Was On
A Practice Test Course,

Not Out On
A Major Highway--
Forget It.

It's Forgot.

All Right, What Do You
Got On Our Doc Holliday?

Well, Apparently,
The Guy's Notorious
In A Couple Of States.

He's Considered
Persona Non Grata
In Texas And Idaho.

Police Departments Never
Did Like Bounty Hunters.

They're Scavengers.

Yeah, Listen To This.
In The Last Year,

He's Collected
Over 20 Bounties...

All Dead,
Shot In Self-Defense.

Thank You.

And He's Sticking Around
To Waste Another Dude

By The Name Of
Panhandle Pete.

You Think?

That's His M.O.

Yeah, This Is
Sergeant Mccall.

Look, I Want You
To Run Down
Some Information

On A Guy Named
Panhandle Pete.

He's A Fugitive.
He's Probably
A Bail Jumper.

No, That's All I Have.
Check The Southwest,

Texas Panhandle.
It's All I Got.

Well, Jimmy Joe, I Guess
You're Getting Ready

To Ride Off Into
The Sunset.

Why Don't You
Let Me Take You Down
To The Airport?

My Way Of
Saying Thanks.

You Know, That's
Real Neighborly Of You,

But I Wasn't Aiming
On Leaving Just Yet.

I Hope You're Not Aiming
For Panhandle Pete.

That Little Twist
Done Me In, Didn't She?

No, I Ran
Your Record, Partner.

Believe Me, I Know Your Game,
And It's Not Going To Fly Here,

So Why Don't You Just
Saddle Up And Move On Out?

You Got A Piece
Of Legal Paper On Me?

Because If You Do,
I'd Love To See It,
You Understand?

Well, I Was Kind Of Afraid
You Weren't Going To Be
Able To Read Anything

That Didn't Have
"Dead Or Alive"
Printed On It.

Ha Ha! You're
A Very Funny Man.

You Make Me Laugh.
Except You Know What?

Dead Men?
They Ain't Funny.

Do You Really Think
He's Going For It,

Even Though
He Knows We Know?

Yeah, Somehow
I Think That Makes It
Better For Him.

Although, It's Going To
Be Pretty Hard For Him

With Two Cops Hitched
To His Rear Bumper.

Yeah, Well,
With The Chief Dead,

We Don't Have Any Leads To
The Second Man In The Robbery.

The Case Is
Completely Closed.

So, Let's Go For It.

Yeah.

[Door Closes]

Hunter:
Well, Ain't We Up With
The Roosters, Jimmy Joe?

You Got The Grip Of
A Bull Terrier, Hoss.

And You're Cuter
Than A Speckled Pup

Underneath
A Covered Wagon.

So Why Don't We Just
Drop The Down-Home
By-Jiminies

And Let Me Help
You Carry Your Bags
To The City Limits.

Yeah, I Do Believe
What You're Doing
Is Called Harassment.

And I Do Believe
What You're Planning
On Doing

Is Committing
First-Degree Murder.

You Know, If I Was
After Somebody,

It Would Take A Whole Hell
Of A Lot More Than You

To Clear Me Out,
You Understand?

Well, Not Only Am I
Going To Clear You Out,

I'm Going To Leave
A Crater 6 Miles Long
And 3 Miles Deep.

Back Where I Come From,
We Call That A Threat.

Works For Me.

[Blows Loudly]

Y'all Don't Bother To
Come On Back Now, You Hear?

[Tires Screeching]

Come On, He's Leaving.

Come On,
Let Me In.

I'm Driving.
No, You're Not.

Ok, I'm Not.
Mccall!

And She's In Drive.

Come On!

Come On,
Step On It.

You Want To Compare
Driving Records Now?

Cut Him Off!
Cut Him Off!

I Can't Even Go Anywhere
In This Junker.

[Car Horn Honks]

Hunter:
He's Getting Away.

Well, I Guess You
Hit A Cone.

What Are You
Trying To Say?

That It Was
My Fault? Huh?

It Was That Pile
Of Scrap Metal
You Drive Around In.

It's Not The Fiddle.
It's Who's Holding The Bow.

Confucius 101.
Why Don't You Just Come
Right Out And Say It?

You Think
It's My Fault
He Got Away.

Just Say It.

I Think
It's Your Fault
He Got Away.

No, It Wasn't!

It Was That Trash Heap
You Call A Car.

I Wouldn't Give You
10 Bucks For That Clunker

If I Owed It To You.

You Do Owe Me $10.

No, I Don't. I Sprung
For The Pizza, Remember?

Hey, Feel Like Testing
Your Luck On This Lock?

[Sighs]
No, Not Really.

I'd Rather Find
Something To Slam
The Lid On This Guy

That Won't Get
Tossed Out Of Court.

Hey, What Do You Say
We Try Something Novel

Like A Legal Way
Into This Room?

Fire Regulations?

Officers, I Know Nothing
From Any Fire Regulations.

We're Lucky
The Toilets Flush.

This Should Have Been
Caught A Long Time Ago.

Between The Health Department
And The Better Business Bureau,

This Place Sees
More Action Than Beirut.

Well, The Point Is,
Number 3 On The District

Superintendent's
Fire Safety Code

Is Access To At Least
One Fire Extinguisher
For Every 12 Occupants.

Now, This Is
A Definite Infraction.

As Far As I'm Concerned,
They Can Shut The Dump Down.

Give Me Some Time Off.

I Suggest You See
The Manager.

Well, That Would Be
A Real Pain In The Tush

For All Of Us,
But There You Go.

Why Don't You Come Downtown,
Give Us Your Statement?

Downtown?
Are You Kidding?

Well, Maybe They're Next
To The Staircase.

Or Maybe A Couple
Of Them Could Be
In The Rooms.

Why Don't We Have
A Random Check?

Like This Room,
For Instance.

Maid Service.

I'll Check
In The Closet.

Yeah.

Ah-Choo!

Oh, Brother.

Hay Fever.

You Know, For A Guy Who's
Not Interested In Women,

He Circled 4 Places Here:

All Meat Markets
And Hooker Hangouts.

I'll Hit The Street
And See What I Can Turn.

Yeah, I'll Try To Find Out
Something On Panhandle Pete,

And See If I Can Get
Myself A New Car.

A New Car, Right.

[Music Playing]

Hi, Baby.

Sorry, Tex, I Don't Know
Any Panhandle Pete,

And I Don't Deal
In Long Redheads,
Do You Know What I Mean?

It Doesn't Suit The Normal
Taste Of My Clientele, Dig?

Hey, Nobody Messes
With Uptown Bill Brown!

Hit The Trail, Tex.

[Chuckles]

And Don't Come Back,
Cowboy!

You Hear Me?

I Was Kidding, Man.

Hey, Ain't You Got
No Sense Of Humor?

I Got A Great
Sense Of Humor.

Matter Of Fact,
Most Of The People I Meet,

They Die Laughing.
Understand?

Unh! Oof!

Hey, Hey, Wait A Minute.

Hey, I Don't Have
Any Redheads, Man,

But I'm Sure I Know
Somebody Who Does.

I Do.

[Music Playing]

♪ Had To
Leave Town On Business ♪

♪ I've Been Gone
For 14 Days ♪

♪ Must Be My Imagination ♪

♪ But My Welcome Home
Seems Strange ♪

♪ Baby, Did You Miss Me? ♪

♪ Every Day
And All Night Long ♪

♪ Well, Baby,
Did You Miss Me? ♪

♪ Tell Me
What's Been Going On ♪

♪ I Got
This Sneaky Suspicion ♪

♪ There's Somethin' Wrong ♪

♪ You Said You'd Meet Me
At The Station ♪

♪ For My Love
You Could Not Wait ♪

♪ Well, I Sat There
All Day Long ♪

♪ I Guess
You Just Forgot The Date ♪

♪ How Come? ♪

♪ Baby, Did You Miss Me? ♪

♪ Every Day
And All Night Long ♪

So, You Know
This Jimmy Joe Walker
Personally, Huh, Sheriff?

Yeah, Can You Hold On
Just A Second?

Hunter.

[On Phone]
It's Mccall.

Yeah, Hold On
Just A Second, Would You?

Sheriff...

No, It's Mccall.

No, Hold On Just A Second.

Sheriff, Hey, Listen,
Thanks For Holding.

I Appreciate The Information.
It Helped A Great Deal.

Yeah, Thanks A Lot.

[Dial Tone]

Mccall? Mcca--

[Ring]

Mccall?

Are You Nuts?

Yes, I Am.
What's Going On?

This Guy Leaves A Wake
Like A Runaway Torpedo.

I've Been To
3 Different Places.

They All Look Like They've
Been Hit By A Hurricane.

The Problem Is,
Nobody Wants To Admit
The Hurricane's Jimmy Joe.

Well, Is This Guy After
Anything In Particular?

Or Is This Just A Hobby
With This Guy?

He's In The Market For
A Long-Legged Redhead.

There's One In Particular,
But He Doesn't Have A Name.

Uh, It Doesn't
Make Sense For A Guy
Who's Not Into Chicks.

Hunter, Will You
Give It A Rest?
So I Was Wrong.

No, No, No,
You Weren't.

Listen, I Just Got
Off The Phone With A
Sheriff Down In Alabama

Who Knows
This Guy Pretty Good,

And You Were
Right On The Money
About This Guy.

Chicks Isn't In
His Vocabulary.

This Guy's Running
On Straight Ether.

Well, Then, What
The Heck Is He Doing
Running Around Town,

Kicking Over Joints,
Looking For A Redhead?

Well, When You Find Him,
You'll Ask Him, Won't You?

All Right, I'm Going
To Head On Over

To The Body Shop
On Alameda.

That Was Going To
Be His Next Stop.

I'll Meet You There.

Ok.

You Sure You Don't Want
To File A Complaint?

Does It Look Like
I Want To File
A Complaint?

What? Is This A Joke?

Nobody Saw Who Did This?

Hunter: Well, Come On.
Are You Kidding Me?

You Think This
Is The Last Place
This Guy's Going To Stop?

As Long As It's Not
One Of His Future Ones.

The Guy Who Didn't
Do This, Any Idea
Where He Was Going?

Woman: Ginger.

He Wanted To Find
Ginger,

And He Was Going
To Look For Her Pimp.

I Take It By Her Name
She's A Redhead?

He's Looking For A Redhead

Who Tricks For A Guy
Called Panhandle Pete.

I Remember Her
Saying His Name.

Where? Where Can
We Find Her?

She Usually Works Out Of
The Tickled Pink.

Thanks.

Man: Anyway, It Sounds Like
Someone's Killing Her!

No, I Don't Know
Who It Is!

Where Are They?
What Room Are They In?

I'm Trying To Call
The Police.

What Room?
204, Upstairs.

[Woman Screams]

[Woman Sobbing]

Jimmy:
What Is It This Time?

How About Assault And Battery
And Attempted Murder,

You Pile Of Pig Slop?

You Know, You're
Out Of Your Holster
A Little Too Soon, Hoss.

You All Right, Ginger?
Is Anything Broken?

What, Is This Gratitude
For You Or What, Huh?

I Mean,
Back Where I Come From,

You Usually
Get A Big "Yahoo!"

For Coming To Rescue
A Little Thing Like That.

I Mean, She Almost
Got Her Butt Kicked In.

That Doesn't Wash Here,
Pal, So Put It Back
In Your Saddlebag.

Look, I'm Being
A Good Samaritan, Huh?

Ain't Nobody In
This Room Going To
Tell You Different.

Am I Right, Ginger?

He Tried To Help Me.
He Didn't Do Nothing.

See? I Didn't
Do Nothing.

I Told You
It Wasn't Him!

It Was A Bad Trick.
I Don't Know His Name.

I Never Saw Him Before.
He Just Ran Out.

I Hope I Never
See Him Again.

Look, You Two Better
Take Care Of The Little Lady.

I Got To Get Going.

What, And Play
Good Samaritan
To Panhandle Pete?

[Chuckles]

Hey, Honey...

Listen, I'll Come Back
And Check Up On You
Before I Leave L.A.

Make Sure You're
Coming Along Ok.

All Right.

Mccall: Yeah, Desk?
Police Emergency.

I Need A Paramedic
Up Here Right Now.

Now, Ginger, You Told Him
Something, Didn't You?

Huh? You Told Him Where
To Find Panhandle Pete?

Oh, Please.

It's Ok.
You Had To Tell Him,

But You Did Tell Him,
Didn't You?

I Was So Scared.

I Know. I Know.

Hunter...What Are
You Going To Do?

I'm Going To
Stop This Guy.

Well, What Do
You Mean? How?

I Don't Know.
I'll Think Of Something.

But He's Ahead
Of Us On Laps

And I Just Got To Flag Him
Off The Track.

[Sobbing]

[Car Horn Honking]

You Know, I'd Say
You Need Driving
Lessons, Hoss.

You Know, Everybody's
Been Telling Me
That Lately.

You Looking At Anything
In Particular?

I Noticed
You Got A Back Seat.

Well, What Did You
Expect To Find?

I've Got A Couple
Of Friends That Were
Bounty Hunters Once,

And You Know What
They Told Me?

That If You Took Out
The Back Seat Altogether,

You Had More Room
To Anchor The Shackles
Down To The Floor.

You Know, To Help
Keep The Prisoners
That You Picked Up

From Giving You Trouble
When You're Taking Them In.

But Then Again, I Guess
The People You Pick Up

Don't Give You Much Trouble
At All, Do They?

What Do You Want?

I Want You To Get
Out Of The Car.

What Did You Have
In Mind, Rick?

You've Been Leaving A Trail
From Bar To Bar All Over
This City, Jimmy Joe.

Is That What People
Saying About Me?

Yep. You're A Real Fine,
Upstanding Patron, You Are.

You Come In,
You Order Your Drinks,
And Then You Move On.

I Don't See Nothing
Wrong With That.

No, Neither Do I,
As Long As You're Able

To Walk That One, Single
White Line Right There.

What, Are You Kidding?
What Line?

Oh, Now,
See, That's Bad.
That's Real Bad.

We're Going
To Have To Give You
A Motor Response Test.

Why Don't
You Shut Your Eyes

And Extend Your Arms
And See If You Can
Touch Your Nose?

You Know,
I'm Getting The Feeling

Like You're Trying To
Square Dance With Me.

I'm A Little Concerned
Where Is This Leading.

Downtown,

So You Can Submit To
A Blood-Alcohol Test.

But Don't Worry,
Before You Know It,
You'll Be Free

And Out Of Town
Before Rush-Hour Traffic.

You Know, You Must
Single-Handedly Put
A Damper On

The Tourist Trade
Of This Entire City.

We Got Laws In This Burgh.

I'm Just Trying
To Keep The Streets
Safe For Everybody.

Who Knows?
The Life You Save
May Be Your Own.

Ginger: It's My Life
I'm Worried About,
Sgt. Mccall.

I'm Worried About
You, Too, Ginger.

I'm Also Worried About
Who This Guy Walker
Is After.

If You Don't Help Me
To Nail Jimmy Joe,

There's A Real Good Chance
He's Going To Come Back

To You Or To The Other
People He's Terrorized.

The Only Way To
Stop This Is For You
To Help Me Put Him Away.

I Can't.

Look, You And I Both Know
What Will Happen.

You'll Arrest Him,
He'll Go Before A Judge,

And Either
He'll Get Off On Bail

Or He'll Be Set Free
On His Own Recognizance.

And Then What?

I've Got No Place
To Run To Or Hide.

Look, Ginger...

I Don't What
To Say To You

Except This Guy Is
Going To Kill Somebody.

He Knows That
You And Hunter Know.

He Wouldn't
Try Anything.

Look, I Don't Know
What It Is That Spins
This Guy's Windmill,

But He Is Going For It.

He Doesn't Give
A Damn About
Nothin' And Nobody.

He's Going To Kill
This Guy Panhandle Pete,

And When He's Done,
He's Going To Kill
Somebody Else,

And Then If He Feels
Like It, He's Going To
Kill Somebody Else.

Ginger, I Don't
Mean To Stand Here
And To Yell At You

After Everything
You've Been Through,

But You Are My Only
Chance At Stopping Him.

Now, Look,

Ginger, I Promise
I'll Do Everything--

I'll Do More
Than Everything
To Protect You.

I Will Personally
Baby-Sit You
Day And Night

Until He Is Convicted
And Sent Away.

I'll Move You
In With Me.

Ginger, You Have To Tell
Me What You Told Him.

You Just Have To.

Panhandle Pete Was Friends
With The Chief?

Mccall: Yeah, Ginger Says
Once Or Twice When She
Was Working In The Bar

That Pete Came In
With A 7-Foot Indian.

She Said Jimmy Joe
Seemed To Know
They Were Friends.

Well, If They Both Came
Into Los Angeles Together,

That Means They're Probably
Both From New Jersey.

That's Where The Wanted Poster
On The Chief Was From.

I'll Run It By R.N.I.,
See What Tips Up.

Ginger Says That
He Was Staying At
The Marquis Plaza,

Bungalow 12 On Sunset
Since Last Sunday,

So I'll Go Over There
And Check It Out.

Marquis Plaza, Huh?
That's A Pretty Swank Place

For A Guy With
The Name Panhandle Pete.

Yeah, Well, I'll Point
That Out To Him
When I See Him.

Hey, Listen, What About
Our Alabama Baby?

Any Chance Of
Running Into Him?

No, He's Off
The Game Board.

I Got Him Out Of Commission,
At Least For A While.

Drunk Driving?

You Know, If You Think
You're Going To Get Away
With This Thing,

Your Elevator's Not Going
All The Way Up.

Look, Captain,
I Was Just Trying

To Shut The Guy
Down Legitimately.

Legitimately?

You Call This Beefed-Up
Nonsense Legitimate?

You Know, Hunter,
There Are Actually Times

When I Honestly Forget
Why It Is I Don't Like You,

And Then Boom!
Just As Soon As
That Happens,

You Come Along And Ram It
Right Up My Nose.

We Can't Go Around
Fabricating Charges
Like This.

It Wasn't A Fabrication,
Captain,

The Guy Had
At Least 3 Drinks,

Which Puts Him
Over The Legal
Blood-Alcohol Limit.

Look, All I Wanted
To Do With This Guy

Is Get Him Off
The Bricks Long Enough

To Figure Out
What His Game Was.

And We Did.

What's This?

It's An Outstanding
Warrant From The State

Of New Jersey On
A Peter Montane.

He's A Long-Time
Associate Of
David Blackfoot's.

The Chief?

You Mean This Is
What He's Been
Hanging Around For?

A $1,000 Reward Poster?
Come On.

Look, Captain,
He Knows Mccall And I
Are On Him.

He's Not Hanging
Around Town For
A Measly 1,000 Bucks.

He's Got Something Else
Bigger In Mind...

Something Like $113,000.

The Amount Of Money
In The Bank Holdup.

Montane's Moniker
Is Panhandle Pete,

And How
He Got That Was

By Playing Lookout
On Armed Robberies

By Positioning Himself
Outside The Places
They Were Going To Hit.

Out Of The Eyewitness
Testimonies,

Two Mention A Blind Guy
Panhandling

Out In Front Of The Bank
The Day It Was Hit.

Now, Panhandle Pete Was
The Second Guy In That
Bank Robbery, Captain.

Jimmy Joe Figures
He Probably Still
Has The Money.

He Was Going To
Bag Him, Make Him Turn
The Money Over To Him,

And Probably
Waste Him.

Now, Mccall Has A Line
On Panhandle Pete.

What I Want To Do
With Walker Is Keep
Him Locked Up

Until I Can Get Pete
Into Custody.

It's Not
Possible.
Why Not?

Walker Was Released Just
Before I Called You In Here.

Mccall.

Radio:
Mccall, This Is Hunter.
Do You Copy?

Mccall?

Mccall.

You Crazy, Man?
I'm A Cop.

[Mccall Groans]

My God!

Are You All Right?

That Scumball
Took My Gun.

Yeah, And As Soon
As He Catches Up
With Panhandle Pete,

He's Going To Take
The 110 Grand, Too,

And Since He Took The Time
To Pound On A Cop,

Chances Are He's Going
To Fill That Baby Blue
Drop-Top Up

And Point It Toward Mexico.

I Think He Chipped
A Tooth, Too.

That Adds Character.

I Really Think
You Should Come Down
And Get X-Rayed.

Who Knows What's
Going On Inside.

I'm Fine.
I'm Fine, Really.

Thank You Anyway.
You Did A Terrific Job.

Don't Worry, I Won't Let
Her Change Any Flats.

Whoa...

How Come On Ben Casey,
They Always Used To Say,

"It's Just A Concussion."

Hunter: Well, Maybe
You'd Better Go To
The Hospital After All.

Will You Lay Off,
All Right?

I'm Not Going To
Any Hospital.

You Guys Can Get Rid
Of The Gurney. Ok?

I'm Fine, Really.

Feel Free To Spill
All Over The Floor.

All Right,
I Didn't Mean To--

Wait A Minute, I Am Not
In Any Condition

To Have To
Apologize To You.

Hot News Flash!

Looks Like Our Boy
Panhandle Pete

Envisions Himself
Behind The Wheel Of
A Brand-New Chrysler.

Are You Sure That's Not
Too Heavy For You?

A Little Bit
Of Humor There.

Hunter, The Chief And Pete
Pulled Off The Robbery,

And Pete Made Off With
The Money, Right?

So?

So The Chief's Sitting
In A Furnished Armpit,

And Pete's At
The Marquis Plaza
In A Suite.

Think Maybe
He's Starting To Spend
His Share Of The Money?

Prestige Motors?

You Think?

Is This Lady Bait
Or What?

The Double Plush Mats,
Like I Promised.

If I Could Afford
A Car Like This,

I'd Be Divorced
In An Instant.

Hang Tough, My Man,
Maybe You Will Someday.

I Wish.

Let Me Get This
Out Of Your Way,
And You're Off.

Rocco, Don't Miss
Those Whitewalls.

Look Out, Mamas...
I'm Coming At You.

Walker: Get Out.

That's Right.
That's Right.

You A Cop?

Heh. You Ain't
That Lucky, Hoss.

Now, We're Going To Go
For A Little Walk,

And You're Going
To Act Like You're
Loving It, Understand?

Or You're Going To
Make A Mess All Over
Your Shiny Car.

Move.

Well, Don't Bother
To Help Me.

Ok, I Won't.

Here.
That's For You.

Oh, I'm Touched.
Really.

What Are You Going
To Use?

Where Did You Get That?

It Was A Graduation Gift
From My Dad.

All I Got Was
A Brand-New Set
Of Encyclopedias.

Let's Go. Get In There.
You Drive.

Where? Where Are
We Going?

Wherever You Got
The 100,000 Stashed.

But I--

No, No. You Put
The Pedal To The Metal,

Or I'll Do You Right Here.
You Understand? Drive.

Excuse Me, I Called
A Few Minutes Ago,

And I Was Told That
Pete Montane Was Going To

Pick Up His New Car
Sometime Today.

Actually, He Was
Picking It Up Just
Two Minutes Ago.

Where Did He Go?

Ah! There He Is.
Mr. Montane!

Hold It, Jimmy Joe.

Jimmy: Hit It!

Get Down!

Police Business.

Thanks.

Come On, Shake Them!

[Gunshots]

[Gunshots]

Freeze! Spread Them
Right Now!

[Gunshot]

[Gunshot]

Hunter!

[Music Playing]

♪ Tell Me
What's Been Going On ♪

♪ I Got
This Sneaky Suspicion ♪

♪ There's Somethin' Wrong ♪

♪ There's Somethin' Wrong ♪

♪ There's Somethin' Wrong ♪

You Dare...
Actually Dare

To Put In A Request
For Another Vehicle

After Arranging It With
That Car Company

So That We Have
To Reimburse Them

For Damages Done
To Two--Count Them--
Two Luxury Sedans.

You Got Some Sense
Of Humor, Hunter.

Hunter:
And He Complimented Us

On The Apprehension
Of Panhandle Pete

In Connection
With The Bank Robbery

And Locating
The Missing $100,000.

And Get This,
He Was Hoping That
You Would Feel Better

And That Your Ribs
Would Soon Mend.

You Are A Terrible Liar.

No, I'm Not.
I'm A Great Liar.

If He Was In Such
A Great Mood And
So Beholden To Us,

Then Why Didn't You
Hit Him Up For A Car?

Now, You See, Mccall,
I Wouldn't Do That.

There's Simply No Reason
To Ask For Another Car.

We Don't Need Another Car.

There's Nothing Wrong
With This Car.

There Was Nothing Wrong
With The Other Car.

Nothing That Couldn't Be
Fixed By A Little Tune-Up.

Or A Crusher.

You See, Mccall,
It's Not The Fiddle...

It's Who's Playing It.

[Backfire]

You Think?

[Laughs]