Hunter (1984–1991): Season 3, Episode 20 - Hot Pursuit: Part 1 - full transcript
McCall is shot and seriously wounded, and her friend is killed as Hunter & McCall were investigating a prostitution ring. The trail soon leads to a pimp named Big Jack Hemmings, whom Hunter suspects ordered the hit on McCall. While McCall fights to survive as surgeons prepare to take the bullet out, Hunter confronts the pimp he suspects is responsible.
YOU MESS WITH ME, AND I'LL
BLOW YOU AWAY. YOU GOT THAT?!
TAKE YOUR BEST
SHOT. YOU GOT ONE.
I WAS JUST PASSING THROUGH.
I'M HERE TO STAY.
HE COULD END UP MAKING YOU
LOOK LIKE A HOMICIDAL MANIAC.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING,
MAN? ARE YOU CRAZY?!
DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!
YOU HEARD HER! DROP THEM!
SO IS IT GETTING SERIOUS
BETWEEN YOU TWO?
WHO KNOWS? MAYBE YOU'LL
LIKE BEING A STREET COP'S WIFE.
LET'S FIND OUT. WHAT DO YOU SAY?
OK. SO COME ON. TAKE THIS TEST.
YOUR PERSONAL LOVE
POTENTIAL. COME ON.
I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW MY
PERSONAL LOVE POTENTIAL
ROCKETS OFF THE SCALE.
HA HA HA!
SO TAKE IT. TAKE THE TEST.
IF YOU FLUNK, NO ONE WILL KNOW.
IT'LL JUST BE BETWEEN YOU AND ME
AND YOUR ROCKETING
LOVE POTENTIAL.
HA HA HA!
Radio: ATTENTION, ALL UNITS.
211 SILENT IN PROGRESS
AT JEWELRY STORE,
4567 LAMBERT.
LET'S TAKE THAT.
L-56, WE'RE MOVING ON THE 211.
THE STORE.
STOP! POLICE!
FREEZE! POLICE!
AAAH!
Woman: NO. I'M SORRY.
THE MAN I SAW CAME RUNNING
OUT OF THAT JEWELRY STORE
AND ALMOST KNOCKED ME DOWN.
I'D REMEMBER HIM REAL GOOD.
OK.
THANK YOU, MRS. PICKFORD.
THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME.
WE'LL BE IN TOUCH.
OLD MAN WAS
BLUDGEONED HALF TO DEATH,
AND THE LAB CAN'T FIND ONE SPECK
OF BLOOD ON GRIMES' CLOTHES.
THE D.A.'s GOING TO THROW
THIS ONE RIGHT BACK IN OUR FACE.
LISTEN TO THIS.
"NO STOLEN PROPERTY OR
WEAPON FOUND ON THE SUSPECT.
NO FINGERPRINTS BELONGING
TO GRIMES INSIDE THE STORE."
THE JEWELRY STORE
OWNER'S STILL IN A COMA,
AND OUR ONLY WITNESS
SAW SOMEBODY ELSE
RUNNING FROM THE
SCENE OF THE CRIME.
I'LL DROP ROBBERY IN
EXCHANGE FOR A PLEA OF GUILTY
ON THE ASSAULT AND
RESISTING ARREST CHARGES.
NO, NO, NO. THAT'S
NOT ACCEPTABLE.
SERGEANT HUNTER USED EXCESSIVE
FORCE IN ARRESTING MY CLIENT,
AND UNDER THE LAW,
MR. GRIMES HAD A PERFECT
RIGHT TO DEFEND HIMSELF.
IT'LL NEVER WASH WITH A JURY.
NO?
NO.
TRY THIS.
WALLY GRIMES IS
WALKING DOWN AN ALLEY
BEHIND A JEWELRY STORE.
SUDDENLY, A MAN BURSTS OUT OF THE
BUILDING, AND HE POINTS A GUN AT HIM.
NATURALLY, HE
BECOMES FRIGHTENED,
AND HE RUNS OUT INTO THE STREET,
WHERE HE SEES A
SECOND MAN WITH A GUN
COMING AFTER HIM.
NATURALLY, HE DID WHAT ANY
ONE OF US WOULD HAVE DONE.
HE RAN BECAUSE HE THOUGHT
HIS LIFE WAS IN DANGER.
YOU SHOULD HAVE
IDENTIFIED YOURSELF
AS A POLICE OFFICER, SERGEANT.
I DID THAT TWICE.
ANY WITNESSES TO THAT?
DID ANYONE SEE MR. GRIMES
IN THE JEWELRY STORE?
IS THERE ANY EVIDENCE
TO SUBSTANTIATE HIS
INVOLVEMENT IN THE ROBBERY?
ANYTHING?
LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.
EXCUSE ME.
THERE IS NO WAY WE CAN PROSECUTE
GRIMES AND GET A GUILTY VERDICT.
IT'D JUST BE A WASTE
OF TIME FILING CHARGES.
HUNTER, THIS JUST
CAME IN FOR YOU.
THANKS, RAY.
WE DID IT.
WELL, THE MAN AT THE
JEWELRY STORE JUST DIED.
IT'S NOW A MURDER CASE.
JUST A SECOND.
HEY, YOU.
YOU SCREWED UP REAL
GOOD, DIDN'T YOU, COP?
HEY, YOU FREAKED OUT, MAN, AND
I DON'T HAVE TO TAKE THIS CRAP.
I'LL HAVE YOU UP ON
HARASSMENT CHARGES!
I'M NOT GOING TO HARASS YOU.
I'M JUST GOING TO PUT YOU AWAY.
YOU MESS WITH ME, AND I'LL
BLOW YOU AWAY. YOU GOT THAT?!
TAKE YOUR BEST
SHOT. YOU GOT ONE.
ONE IS ALL I'M GOING TO NEED.
TAKE A HIKE.
HI, RICK.
I HOPE YOU'RE ALONE.
UH, TERRY BARNES, HOW
DID YOU GET IN HERE?
WITH MY KEY. HOW ELSE?
KEPT IT SAFE FOR
ALL THESE YEARS.
GLAD TO SEE ME?
HMM. THAT GLAD, HUH?
WHAT HAPPENED, TERRY?
THE STATION MANAGER
FIRED THE NEWS DIRECTOR,
AND THE NEW BOSS FIRED ME.
WELL, WHEN DID ALL
THIS OCCUR, TERRY?
ABOUT 3 WEEKS AGO.
IT TOOK ME THAT LONG TO
REALIZE THAT I SHOULD COME HOME.
DON'T LOOK SO WORRIED.
I CAN ALWAYS GET MY OLD
JOB BACK AT CHANNEL 8.
AND I DON'T HAVE ANY SILLY
ASSUMPTIONS ABOUT US.
COMING HERE STRAIGHT FROM
THE AIRPORT WAS JUST AN IMPULSE.
OH. WELL...
OK.
UH...
LET'S GET SOMETHING TO EAT.
I'M REALLY NOT TOO HUNGRY
FOR FOOD RIGHT NOW.
REALLY?
MM-MM.
WELL, ME EITHER, THEN.
THEY GOT YOU GUYS
PUNCHING A TIME CLOCK NOW?
NO. MY PARTNER'S PICKING
ME UP IN 10 MINUTES.
OH. IS YOUR PARTNER
STILL GARROMAN?
NO. GARROMAN RETIRED.
McCALL'S MY PARTNER NOW.
CHEERS.
ENTER McCALL.
YEAH. COME ON IN.
YOU'RE A LITTLE EARLY.
IT IS SO WINDY
OUTSIDE. I TELL YOU.
I DON'T KNOW HOW YOU
CAN LIVE DOWN HERE.
GOOD MORNING.
HELLO.
HI.
SERGEANT McCALL,
MEET TERRY BARNES.
HI. HI.
LISTEN, I CAN COME
BACK LATER IF YOU GUYS...
Hunter: NO, NO, NO.
THAT'S QUITE ALL RIGHT.
WE'RE ON OUR WAY OUT.
I ASSUME YOU'LL BE
HERE WHEN I GET BACK.
IF THAT'S AN
INVITATION, I ACCEPT.
IT IS.
GOOD-BYE. BYE.
COME ON.
NICE TO MEET YOU.
NICE TO MEET YOU.
PRETTY FACE. NICE BOD.
NICE COMBINATION, HUH?
YEAH. I THINK SO.
WHAT'D YOU DO, PROMISE
HER A RIDE WITH THE SIREN ON?
SHE WAS AN OLD FRIEND
FOR THE LAST 4 YEARS, McCALL.
OH, I SEE. THAT'S WHY YOU GAVE
HER THE SHIRT OFF YOUR BACK.
WHAT A GUY.
YES, I AM.
HA HA HA!
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
LET ME IN, TERRY,
AND I'LL TELL YOU.
TERRY, IF YOU DON'T LIKE
WHAT I HAVE TO SAY, I'LL LEAVE.
THAT'S A PROMISE.
HOW'D YOU FIND ME?
THE CHUBBY GUY, SAT NEXT
TO YOU IN THE AIRPLANE.
HE WORKS FOR MY COMPANY.
IN SECURITY, NO LESS.
GOD.
WHY DID YOU RUN? WHAT HAPPENED?
I LOST MY JOB, SO I CAME HOME.
DON'T HAND ME THAT. YOU WERE IN
MY APARTMENT NIGHT BEFORE LAST.
I HEARD THE DOOR
CLOSE WHEN YOU LEFT.
SO DID BARUSO.
HE WANTS TO KNOW
HOW MUCH YOU HEARD,
AND HE WANTS TO KNOW WHY
YOU LEFT TOWN SO SUDDENLY.
SO DO I.
IT'S HARD TO BELIEVE, ISN'T IT?
WHAT?
YOU AND I WERE ONCE
LOVERS AND FRIENDS.
CUT THE CRAP, TERRY!
YOU WERE IN THE APARTMENT
WHEN JAKE AND I CAME IN.
WE TALKED, AND YOU STAYED,
QUIET AS A DAMN
MOUSE, AND LISTENED.
WHAT DID YOU HEAR?
CARL, STOP TRYING TO ACT LIKE A
TOUGH GUY. IT DOESN'T BECOME YOU.
YOU WANT AN ANSWER?
SIT DOWN. I'LL GIVE YOU ONE.
YES, I WAS THERE. I WAS IN THE
BATHROOM REPAIRING MY MAKEUP,
AND THE TWO OF YOU WALKED IN.
I DIDN'T WANT HIM TO KNOW
I WAS THERE, SO I WAITED.
AND LISTENED.
LONG ENOUGH TO REALIZE THAT
YOU'RE INVOLVED WITH THAT CREEP.
I COULDN'T BELIEVE IT.
SOMEONE LIKE YOU...
RIGHT SCHOOL, RIGHT
MONEY, OLD MONEY.
JAKE BARUSO IS A POWERFUL MAN,
A RICH AND A CULTURED
MAN, AND I LIKE HIM.
CULTURE?
THE KIND YOU BUY AT AUCTIONS?
HE'S A... KILLER.
A DEALER. COKE, PROBABLY.
WHERE IS HE FROM? COLOMBIA?
HE'S AN AMERICAN CITIZEN.
AND THE OLD MONEY WAS
GETTING A LITTLE SHORT.
I NEEDED SOME OF HIS NEW MONEY.
DID YOU HEAR HIM MENTION COKE?
CARL, RELAX, HUH?
IF YOU'RE DOING BUSINESS WITH
BARUSO, NO ONE COULD PROVE IT BY ME.
AND IF YOU THINK I KNOW SOMETHING
WHICH YOU'D RATHER I DIDN'T,
WHICH I DON'T,
I WOULDN'T TELL ANYBODY.
I DON'T INTEND TO FORGET
WHAT IT WAS LIKE BETWEEN US.
THAT'S ALL I CARE TO REMEMBER.
THAT'S WHY I'M HERE, TER,
AND THAT'S WHY WHEN
YOU JUST RAN LIKE THAT,
I WAS WORRIED THAT
YOU HAD MISUNDERSTOOD
WHAT JAKE AND I WERE DISCUSSING.
I'D BEEN PLANNING TO LEAVE
SINCE THE DAY I LOST MY JOB.
LET'S JUST SAY A...
SWEET GOOD-BYE
AND REMEMBER EACH
OTHER AS FRIENDS.
OK?
YOU... SLEPT WITH HIM
LAST NIGHT, DIDN'T YOU?
OK. I'LL SEE YOU.
Man: THERE I WAS,
HOLDING MY FISHING POLE,
WAITIN' FOR A BIG ONE TO COME
ALONG, YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
THEN I FEEL SOMETHING
TUGGING ON THE LINE.
THEN I PULL BACK, SEE, AND THEN
IT TUGS HARDER, HARDER, HARDER!
AND THEN, BEFORE I KNEW IT, IT
HAD YANKED ME CLEAN OFF THE PIER
AND OUT INTO THE OCEAN.
I HAD HOOKED UP WITH
A HUMONGOUS WHALE.
YEAH. LAST TIME, YOU SAID IT
WAS A SHARK, UNCLE ARNOLD.
WELL, SHARK, WHALE. YOU KNOW, I
DIDN'T REALLY GET A GOOD LOOK, DEMILES.
OH, UM... A COUPLE OF FRIENDS
OF MINE I WANT TO SEE, OK?
I'M GOING TO LEAVE
YOU IN CHARGE.
NOW, IF ANYTHING BITES,
YOU GIVE ME A HOLLER.
ALL RIGHT.
THOSE ARE CUTE KIDS, SPORTY.
ARE YOU KEEPING
SOME SECRETS FROM US?
THEY'RE MY NIECE AND NEPHEW,
DEMILES AND DEMONIQUE.
THEY'RE MY SISTER'S KIDS.
SOMETIMES I WISH THEY WERE MINE,
BUT THEN I REGAIN MY SANITY.
HOW CAN I BE OF SERVICE
TO YOU PUBLIC SERVANTS?
A MAN ROBBED A JEWELRY
STORE AND MURDERED THE OWNER.
HIS NAME IS WALLY
GRIMES. DO YOU KNOW HIM?
YEAH.
GOT A REP FOR SMALL-TIME JOBS.
SMASH-AND-GRAB, MOSTLY.
USUALLY WORKS WITH A PARTNER.
THE PARTNER'S DOING TIME
IN SAN QUENTIN RIGHT NOW,
SO WE DON'T KNOW WHO HE'S WORKING
WITH. THAT'S WHY WE CAME TO YOU.
OK. I'LL OPEN UP A COUPLE OF
BOXES AND SEE WHAT POPS OUT.
NOW FOR THE QUID PRO QUO?
A FEMALE ACQUAINTANCE OF
MINE NAMED GEORGETTE WILLIS
GOT HERSELF BUM-RAPPED
ON A SHOPLIFTING CHARGE,
AND SHE, YOU KNOW, NEEDS SOMEBODY TO
JUST STRAIGHTEN THINGS OUT, YOU KNOW?
WE'LL SEE WHAT WE CAN DO.
Demonique: UNCLE
ARNOLD, UNCLE ARNOLD!
IT'S A WHALE, UNCLE
ARNOLD! IT'S A WHALE.
EXCUSE ME. I'VE GOT
MOBY DICK ON THE LINE.
GET IT! OH, MY
GOSH. LOOK AT THAT!
WHERE DO YOU THINK HE
GOT THOSE PANTS, ANYWAY?
CAUGHT 'EM OFFSHORE HERE.
WHOA, THAT'S A BIG ONE!
THAT'S A BIG ONE. PULL IT IN!
BOY, YOU GOT TALENT. I'M SENDING
YOU TO THE FISHING ACADEMY.
YEAH?
Man: CARL.
JAKE?
YEAH. I'M LEAVING THE
AIRPORT NOW. WE GOT TO MEET.
YOU'RE IN L.A.?
OUR BUTTS ARE ON THE
LINE, PAL. YOU BET I'M IN L.A.
WHAT DID THE GIRL SAY?
IT'S OK, JAKE.
EVERYTHING'S COOL.
OH, YEAH? YOU TELL ME DIRECT.
YOU MEET ME AT
THE WAREHOUSE NOW.
SURE, BUT... AH!
OK, JAKE. WE GOT TO GET ONE THING
STRAIGHT BETWEEN US RIGHT NOW.
YOU DON'T ORDER ME
AROUND LIKE SOME ERRAND BOY.
HEY, HEY. CHILL OUT, AMIGO.
WE GOT PROBLEMS HERE, AND YOU
DON'T SEEM TO WANT TO SEE THEM,
AND THAT MAKES ME VERY
NERVOUS. YOU UNDERSTAND?
LIKE I TOLD YOU ON THE PHONE, THERE'S
NO PROBLEM. THERE IS NO PROBLEM.
YOU SURE OF THAT, HUH?
YES. WHY?
BECAUSE I KNOW THIS GIRL,
AND I KNOW WHEN SHE'S
BEING STRAIGHT WITH ME,
AND I KNOW WHEN SHE ISN'T.
YOU KNOW WHAT I
HEAR YOU TELLING ME?
I HEAR YOU TELLING ME
THAT SHE WAS THERE, HUH?
SHE DON'T DENY THAT,
RIGHT? SHE WAS THERE.
SHE ADMITS THAT SHE WAS THERE.
SHE JUST DON'T HEAR NOTHING.
WE WAS DISCUSSING OUR DEAL.
WE DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING
THAT SHE CAN PUT TOGETHER.
YOU KNOW THAT?
YOU KNOW THAT WE NEVER MENTIONED
ME BUYING A PIECE
OF YOUR COMPANY?
I AM A DEALER. HUH?
I BUY INTO A FINE OLD COMPANY
THAT'S BEEN IMPORTING
COFFEE FROM COLOMBIA
FOR THE PAST 60 OR 70 YEARS.
THAT LADY IS A REPORTER!
YOU THINK SHE DON'T
PUT THAT TOGETHER?
LISTEN TO ME, JAKE. EVEN IF SHE
HEARD SOMETHING ABOUT YOUR BUYING,
SHE'S NOT GOING TO SAY
A DAMN THING TO ANYBODY.
OH?
SHE TELL YOU THAT?
YES, SHE DID.
HA HA HA!
WHAT?
WHAT?
SEE, THAT TELLS ME TWO THINGS.
SHE DID HEAR TOO MUCH,
BUT SHE PROBABLY
DON'T TELL NOBODY YET.
WHICH MEANS THAT WE HAVE
PLENTY OF TIME TO THINK,
TO FIGURE WHAT WE CAN DO.
JAKE, WE DON'T
HAVE TO DO ANYTHING.
IT'S OK.
MAYBE YOU'RE RIGHT, CARL.
YOU ARE RIGHT.
COME ON. LET'S GO
HAVE SOME DINNER
AND DISCUSS THE COFFEE
IMPORTING BUSINESS, HUH?
YOU AIN'T GOING TO
HOLD ME FOR 5 SECONDS.
YOU'VE BEEN FOLLOWING
ME WITH NO PROBABLE CAUSE.
THAT'S POLICE HARASSMENT!
HI.
WHOA. WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?
THAT'S A 148, AND
THIS IS TERRIFIC.
WHERE'D YOU GET THIS?
OUT OF MY SUITCASE.
I HOPE YOU HAVEN'T
HAD DINNER YET.
WELL, YEAH. WE'RE
GOING TO GO OUT, RIGHT?
NO. I HAVE SOMETHING
ELSE PLANNED FOR US.
YOU DO?
FOLLOW ME.
WE ARE NOT EATING OUT TONIGHT.
THE SALAD'S ALL READY,
WAITING FOR THE DRESSING.
UH-HUH.
AND I MADE HOLLANDAISE TO
POUR OVER THESE ASPARAGUS,
WHICH TAKE 4 OR 5
MINUTES TO STEAM.
WATER... WAITING AND READY.
AND... TA-DA! HA HA!
TWO HEALTHY SALMON STEAKS.
OH, BOY.
5 MINUTES TO BROIL ON EACH SIDE,
AND RICE PILAF. FOR YOU.
SO WE DON'T HAVE TO GO
OUT OF THE HOUSE FOR DINNER.
LET'S NOT START
SOMETHING WE CAN'T FINISH.
I COULD FINISH IT.
MMM.
BUT I'LL TAKE A SHOWER INSTEAD.
OK.
I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.
ALL RIGHT.
WHAT'S A 148?
RESISTING ARREST.
OH.
HIM, NOT ME.
REALLY.
YOU KNOW, WHEN YOU SHOWED
UP IN MY BED LAST NIGHT,
IT REALLY, UH...
REALLY SURPRISED ME,
REALLY THREW ME OFF.
REALLY?
YEAH. I DIDN'T REALLY
EXPECT TO SEE YOU AGAIN.
WHY?
WELL, I MEAN, YOU'D
TAKEN OFF FOR NEW YORK
FOR YOUR JOB
OPPORTUNITY AND ALL.
I FIGURED SOME BIG EXECUTIVE
WOULD SWEEP YOU AWAY.
RICK...
DIDN'T YOU EVER GUESS
WHY I LEFT SO SUDDENLY?
YEAH. LIKE I SAID, BIG JOB
OPPORTUNITY IN NEW YORK CITY.
I WAS DOING REAL
FINE RIGHT HERE.
I WANTED YOU TO
TELL ME NOT TO LEAVE.
OH, WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
OF COURSE I DIDN'T
WANT YOU TO LEAVE.
THEN WHY DIDN'T YOU
DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT?
LOOK, TERRY, HAVEN'T WE
GONE OVER THIS BEFORE?
A MILLION TIMES BEFORE.
I MEAN, A STREET COP'S LIFE
IS NO TYPE OF LIFE TO
SHARE WITH A WOMAN.
NOW, COME ON. WE'VE
TALKED ABOUT THAT.
I KNOW. I FELT THAT TONIGHT
WHEN IT GOT TO BE 8:00 AND I
HADN'T HEARD FROM YOU YET.
BUT I GAVE UP THE IDEA OF
BEING YOUR WIFE A LONG TIME AGO.
IN FACT, I FOUND AN
APARTMENT TODAY.
REALLY?
IT'LL BE READY BY FRIDAY.
WELL, GOOD. IN THE
MEANTIME, YOU'LL STAY HERE.
IF YOU WANT ME TO.
I DO WANT YOU TO.
I MEAN, WHEN FRIDAY COMES,
WE'LL TALK ABOUT THE APARTMENT.
MAYBE.
OH.
DON'T TELL ME...
GRIMES MADE BAIL.
IF YOU EVER NEED AN
ATTORNEY, CALL MIKE SNOW.
HUNTER, HOMICIDE.
IS THIS THE SAME SERGEANT HUNTER
WHO MADE GEORGETTE
WILLIS A FREE WOMAN?
MY SINCERE AND ETERNAL THANKS
TO YOU AND SERGEANT McCALL,
AND NOW I HAVE GOT
SOMETHING FOR YOU.
SHOOT, SPORTY.
I GOT A LINE ON
GRIMES' PARTNER...
A KID BY THE NAME
OF CONRAD BLEECKER.
YEAH?
CONRAD BLEECKER...
NICKNAME CONNIE.
YEAH, THIS IS McCALL, HOMICIDE.
GIVE ME A LINE ON A CONRAD
BLEECKER, NICKNAME CONNIE.
ABOUT 20 YEARS OF AGE,
NO CURRENT ADDRESS.
HE'S APPROXIMATELY 20 YEARS
OLD, NO CURRENT ADDRESS.
I HEAR THAT GRIMES AND BLEECKER
HANG OUT AT A PLACE
CALLED EL ZARAPE...
THAT MEANS "THE SHAWL"...
OVER IN VENICE, RIGHT?
NOW, THAT'S ALL SHE WROTE.
OK, SPORTY. THANK YOU.
YEAH. GOOD. ON
THE DOUBLE. THANKS.
Finn: HUNTER, CAPTAIN WANTS
TO SEE YOU IN HIS OFFICE.
WISH ME LUCK.
WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?
MIKE SNOW HAS FILED A
COMPLAINT AGAINST YOU AND US
CLAIMING THAT YOU VIOLATED
WALLY GRIMES' CIVIL RIGHTS.
NOW, WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?
I WAS TAILING HIM.
GET TO THE PART WHERE
THE PROBLEM STARTED.
I'M FOLLOWING GRIMES IN
DOWNTOWN LOS ANGELES.
HE GOES INTO A FLEABAG HOTEL.
I FOLLOW HIM INTO THE
HOTEL. THE GUY JUMPS ME.
NOW, CUFFING HIM DID REQUIRE SOME
FORCE, BUT NOT EXCESSIVE FORCE.
WHY THE HELL WOULD HE JUMP
YOU? THAT MAKES NO SENSE,
AND YOU KNOW MIKE SNOW IS
GOING TO MAKE USE OF THAT FACT.
YEAH, I KNOW THAT. BUT,
YOU SEE, GRIMES IS CRAZY.
HIS BEHAVIOR'S VERY BIZARRE,
CHARLIE. WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?
HUNTER, PLEASE...
WATCH THIS GUY, HUH?
HE COULD END UP MAKING YOU
LOOK LIKE A HOMICIDAL MANIAC.
THAT'S A VERY GOOD POINT.
I'M GOING TO REMEMBER THAT.
THANK YOU.
GRIMES AGAIN?
HA HA! YEAH.
WELL, I HATE TO BE THE
BEARER OF BAD NEWS,
BUT CONRAD BLEECKER
IS 20 YEARS OLD.
HE'S GOT A CRIMINAL RECORD
GOING BACK TO THE AGE OF 14.
NO ARRESTS SINCE THE AGE OF 18,
SO THERE'S NO CURRENT
PICTURE IN THE FILE,
AND THERE'S NO CURRENT ADDRESS.
I KNOW SOMETHING THAT
WILL MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER.
WHAT?
YOU COULD COME OVER TO
MY HOUSE FOR DINNER TONIGHT.
I'LL COOK. I MEAN, I'LL COOK.
NOW, THAT'S A FEAT.
WHAT DO YOU SAY?
WELL, I APPRECIATE THAT,
BUT I PROMISED TERRY
I'D TAKE HER TO
DINNER THIS EVENING.
OH, THAT WILL BE NICE. YEAH.
SO IS IT GETTING SERIOUS
BETWEEN YOU TWO?
WELL, I, UH...
I DO LIKE HER... A LOT.
PERHAPS IT WILL
WORK OUT THIS TIME.
WHO KNOWS?
HAVE FUN.
I KNOW THAT YOU WILL.
BY THE WAY...
WHAT ARE YOU DOING
TOMORROW MORNING AROUND 8:30?
WHAT DO YOU GOT IN MIND?
I'D LIKE YOU TO LOOK
AT MY NEW APARTMENT.
NO.
NO? HA HA! WHY NOT?
BECAUSE I'M GOING TO TALK
YOU OUT OF THAT APARTMENT.
I WANT YOU TO STAY
RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE.
WHO KNOWS? MAYBE YOU'LL
LIKE BEING A STREET COP'S WIFE.
LET'S FIND OUT. WHAT DO YOU SAY?
RICK, I'M WORRIED
ABOUT ONE THING.
WHAT?
WELL, I JUST CAME BACK
AND MOVED IN ON YOU,
AND YOU DIDN'T HAVE A
CHANCE TO SAY ANYTHING.
TERRY BARNES, IF I
DIDN'T LIKE WHAT YOU DID,
I WOULD HAVE SAID SO.
YOU KNOW ME BETTER
THAN THAT. COME ON.
WELL...
WHY DON'T WE DO THIS?
WHY DON'T I TAKE THE
APARTMENT FOR A MONTH OR TWO?
AND IF EVERYTHING
IS STILL GOOD...
THEN WE'LL TRY IT TOGETHER.
YEAH.
AAH!
CALL AN AMBULANCE,
FOR GOD'S SAKE!
McCALL!
WHERE'S HUNTER?
HE BLEW OUT OF HERE A
COUPLE OF MINUTES AGO
LIKE A BAT OUT OF A BELFRY.
DISPATCH SAID THAT THE VICTIM'S
NAME WAS TERRY BARNES AND...
THAT SHE WAS DEAD. IS THAT TRUE?
YEAH, AND SHE MUST HAVE
BEEN SOMEONE PRETTY SPECIAL,
JUDGING FROM THE
WAY HUNTER TOOK IT.
SHE WAS. WHAT HAPPENED?
A CAR DROVE BY, GUY TOOK A SHOT,
AND IT HIT HER.
NOBODY AROUND HERE
SAW THE SHOOTER'S FACE,
BUT HUNTER TOOK OFF OUT OF HERE
SAYING HE KNEW WHO IT WAS.
HUNTER WAS THE TARGET?
WELL, THEY WERE
STANDING ARM IN ARM.
THE BULLET MISSED
HIM BY THIS FAR.
ODD THING, THOUGH... SHE
WAS HIT RIGHT IN THE HEART.
ARE YOU SAYING THAT THERE
WAS ONLY ONE SHOT FIRED?
YEAH. WELL, THAT
DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE.
IF THEY WERE TRYING
TO GET HUNTER,
THEY WOULD HAVE TAKEN
ANOTHER SHOT, RIGHT?
McCALL, IT WAS ONLY ONE GUY.
HE WAS DRIVING FAST. HE TOOK
HIS BEST SHOT, AND HE MISSED.
COME ON. I WANT TO CHECK
SOMETHING OUT. CHECK WHAT OUT?
I'LL EXPLAIN IN THE CAR!
GOT YOUR OWN KEY, HUH?
WE'RE PARTNERS.
WE WATCH OUT FOR EACH
OTHER. YOU KNOW THAT.
YEAH. OH, HOLD IT.
GIVE ME 10 SECONDS TO
GET AROUND THE BACK.
FREEZE! POLICE!
POLICE! HOLD IT!
McCall: FREEZE!
YOU HEARD HER! DROP THEM!
HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACKS!
NO WALLETS, NO
I.D.s, NO NOTHING.
AHA...
WHAT HAVE WE HERE?
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BET
THESE BELONG TO A
G.M. CAR AND IT'S PARKED
NO MORE THAN 2 OR
3 BLOCKS FROM HERE?
THIS IS L-57. WHAT'S THE STATUS
ON THAT A.P.B. ON HUNTER?
Dispatcher: NOTHING YET,
L-57. HE IS NOT RESPONDING.
WELL, KEEP IT UP, WILL
YOU? IF HE DOES RESPOND,
TELL HIM TO GET
IN TOUCH. L-57 OUT.
HEY.
HERE'S ONE.
NEXT CASE.
CONRAD BLEECKER, YOU'RE
A FRIEND OF WALLY GRIMES.
WHO WANTS TO KNOW?
WHERE CAN I FIND HIM?
I DON'T KNOW. YOU CHECK
HIS ADDRESS IN SAN LUIS?
YOU WANT TO TALK
OUT IN THE ALLEY?
BEAT IT!
I'M... I'M... I'M NOT
SURE WHERE HE IS,
BUT HE SPENDS A LOT OF TIME
WITH THIS... THIS HOOKER...
COURTNEY McQUEEN.
SHE DOES SPECIAL DUTY.
WHERE CAN I FIND HER?
I SAID WHERE CAN I FIND HER?
WALLY WROTE IT DOWN IN CASE I
NEEDED TO GET IN TOUCH WITH HIM.
STAND UP.
MAN, WHAT... STAND UP!
I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING
YOU WANTED.
THE MAN IN THE JEWELRY STORE...
HE DIED, CONNIE.
YOU'RE WANTED FOR MURDER.
HA HA! MAN, YOU
GOT SOME BAD STUFF.
I DON'T KNOW ABOUT
ANY JEWELRY STORE.
THEN YOU WON'T MIND STANDING
IN FRONT OF A LINEUP,
WILL YOU? COME ON.
HEY, TAKE IT EASY! HEY,
COME ON, MAN! CUT IT OUT!
YOU GOT NO RIGHT TO DO THIS
TO ME! I GOT A RIGHT TO A LAWYER!
SHUT UP.
YOU CAN'T DO THIS! OW!
COME ON, MAN.
SHUT UP.
DON, IT'S HUNTER. WAKE UP.
LISTEN, I JUST ARRESTED
A MURDER-ONE SUSPECT.
I WANT YOU TO DO ME A FAVOR.
I WANT YOU TO COME DOWN TO
WHERE I AM RIGHT NOW, PICK HIM UP,
AND TAKE HIM DOWN TO THE
STATION FOR ME. YOU GOT THAT?
I'LL TELL YOU WHERE I AM,
BUT YOU GOT TO DO ME A FAVOR. YOU
CAN'T TELL ANYBODY ELSE WHERE I AM.
BINGO. 2 X-RAY 7 NINER 2-3-6.
AHEM. THIS IS L-57
REQUESTING D.M.V. CHECK
ON 2 X-RAY 7-9-2-3-6.
Dispatcher: L-57,
COME IN, PLEASE.
THIS IS L-57. GO AHEAD.
L-57, 2 X-RAY 7-9-2-3-6,
BLUE G.M.C. VAN,
REGISTERED TO HUDSON IMPORTS,
15 WATER STREET,
SAN PEDRO. NO WANTS.
ANYTHING ON HUNTER?
NO REPORTS ON THE A.P.B.
ALL RIGHT. PATCH ME
THROUGH TO CAPTAIN DEVANE.
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, WHOA! WAIT.
YOU GOING TO... YOU GOING TO DRAG
THE CAPTAIN OUT OF BED AT 5 A.M.?
YEAH, I AM WHEN HUNTER'S
LIFE'S ON THE LINE. YEAH.
STAND BY, L-57.
CAPTAIN, THIS IS McCALL.
LOOK, I'M SORRY TO WAKE YOU UP.
OH, YOU DIDN'T. I'VE BEEN
UP ALL NIGHT WITH HARRY.
HAD A FURBALL. HE
WASN'T FEELING SO HOT.
BETTER NOW. WHAT'S UP?
LOOK, I HAVE SOMETHING
REAL IMPORTANT HERE,
AND IT'S CONCERNING HUNTER.
I'VE GOT TO TALK TO
YOU IN PERSON, OK?
I'LL MEET YOU AT
DIVISION IN HALF AN HOUR.
GREAT. THANKS.
WHO THE HELL IS HARRY?
THEY RIPPED TERRY
BARNES' LUGGAGE APART
LOOKING FOR SOMETHING.
NOW, I AM POSITIVE
THEY'RE TIED INTO HER MURDER
AND THAT WALLY GRIMES
HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH IT.
NOW, CAPTAIN, WE HAVE
TO LET HUNTER KNOW...
McCALL, COME ON. YOU
KNOW HIM AS WELL AS I DO.
HUNTER'S NOT THE TYPE TO BLOW
SOMEBODY AWAY... NOT EVEN WALLY GRIMES.
IN ANY OTHER GIVEN SITUATION,
I WOULD AGREE WITH YOU 100%,
BUT HUNTER WANTED
TO MARRY THIS GIRL.
NOW, IF HE THINKS THAT GRIMES
PULLED THE TRIGGER TONIGHT...
WE'VE GOT AN A.P.B. OUT.
WE'RE CALLING HIM ON
EVERY DISPATCH CHANNEL.
NOW, WHAT THE
HELL ELSE CAN WE DO?
WELL, WHAT ABOUT TAKING
EVERY AVAILABLE METRO COP
AND PUTTING THEM ON THE
STREET TO LOOK FOR HIM?
THAT SERIOUS?
CAPTAIN, I DON'T WANT TO TAKE
THE CHANCE WE'RE WRONG HERE.
OK.
AMBROSE, HUDSON IMPORTS
IS AN OLD, ESTABLISHED
COMPANY FOUNDED IN 1909,
AND GUESS WHAT THEY IMPORT.
I DON'T KNOW. WHAT?
COFFEE...
FROM COLOMBIA.
THEY OWN REMICK'S
COLOMBIAN CHOICE.
OOH...
COLOMBIAN.
WELL, LET'S GO.
WALLY, YOU... YOU GOT
TO CALL MIKE SNOW FOR ME.
I DON'T KNOW HOW
TO GET AHOLD OF HIM.
I GOT BUSTED.
Grimes: OK, CONNIE. JUST
KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT.
I'LL CALL HIM RIGHT NOW.
THIS... THIS GUY NAMED
HUNTER ARRESTED ME.
I... I TOLD HIM ABOUT COURTNEY.
HE'S PROBABLY AT HER
PLACE NOW WAITING FOR YOU.
THANKS, CONNIE. YOU
DONE THE RIGHT THING.
DON'T TELL THEM
SQUAT DOWN THERE.
I'LL CALL SNOW. YOU
GOT NOTHING TO SWEAT.
L-57 REQUESTING D.M.V. AND WANTS
ON ONE LINCOLN
WILLIAM HENRY 5-4-5.
Dispatcher: L-57, HERE'S THE
INFORMATION YOU REQUESTED.
ONE LINCOLN WILLIAM HENRY 5-4-5,
MERCEDES 420, REGISTERED
TO LUXURY RENTALS ON WILSHIRE.
VEHICLE'S RENTED TO
JAKE BARUSO. NO WANTS.
ANY WORD ON HUNTER?
NOTHING YET.
STEVENS.
McCall: MIKE, THIS IS
SERGEANT McCALL, METRO P.D.
I'M INVESTIGATING A MURDER,
AND A GUY NAMED JAKE BARUSO
JUST CAME INTO THE PICTURE.
YOU EVER HEAR OF HIM?
HELL, YES. HE'S A MOVER AND
SHAKER IN THE COKE TRADE.
HE WORKS OUT OF NEW YORK CITY.
ANYTHING WE CAN BUST HIM ON?
I WISH THERE WAS.
BARUSO STAYS BEHIND
THE SCENES, WAY BEHIND.
WE'VE HAD A TAIL ON HIM FOR 3
YEARS. HAVEN'T EVEN COME CLOSE.
WELL, LISTEN, I, UH,
HAVE PROBABLE CAUSE
TO HOLD BARUSO FOR
QUESTIONING IN A HOMICIDE,
SO HOW WOULD YOU LIKE
TO MEET HIM FACE-TO-FACE?
OH, I'D LIKE THAT.
L-57, THIS IS D-84. OVER.
I'M READING YOU, D-84.
WHAT'S YOUR POSITION?
I'M ABOUT 100 YARDS
WEST OF HUDSON IMPORTS.
WE GOT TWO BACKUP
UNITS ROLLING IN WITH US.
LET'S GO.
FREEZE!
RIGHT THERE! HOLD IT!
HEY, YOU CAN'T COME IN.
YOU CAN'T COME BUSTING IN HERE!
WE'RE L.A. METRO POLICE INVESTIGATING
THE MURDER OF TERRY BARNES.
OH, NO, NO. YOU LOUSY...
Finn: HOLD IT!
YOU HAD TO DO IT!
Dispatcher: L-57,
COME IN, PLEASE.
L-57, RESPOND.
THIS IS L-57. GO AHEAD.
SERGEANT McCALL, WE HAVE A
REPORT OF GUNFIRE AT 9852 WEBSTER.
THE PATROL UNIT'S ON THE SCENE.
THEY FOUND
HUNTER'S CAR... EMPTY.
I'LL BE RIGHT THERE.
HEY, McCALL.
McCALL. WHAT... WHAT ARE YOU...
WHOA! WHAT THE
HELL ARE YOU DOING?
HEY, YOU CAN'T KILL ME!
YOU'RE A COP!
YOUR BEST SHOT WASN'T
GOOD ENOUGH, WAS IT, LOSER?
WAS IT?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING,
MAN? THE GUN'S EMPTY!
YOU KNOW THAT!
NO.
NO.
NO!
PLEASE?
PLEASE?
PLEASE?
TURN AROUND.
DON'T MOVE.
DON'T MAKE A LITTLE
ITTY-BITTY MOVE,
OR I'LL BREAK YOUR NECK.
ALL RIGHT. COME ON.
I OWE YOU AN APOLOGY.
FOR WHAT?
I'LL TELL YOU WHEN WE'RE ALONE.
MOVE IT.
I'M SORRY ABOUT TERRY.
I REALLY MISS HER.
I DON'T KNOW.
MAYBE I MISS WHAT I
THOUGHT WE COULD HAVE HAD.
I DON'T KNOW.
I TALKED TO THE CAPTAIN.
REMICK PLEA-BARGAINED
AND GAVE US BARUSO,
SO BOTH CASES ARE CLOSED,
AND THE D.A. HAS THEM.
NOW, YOU SAID SOMETHING TO ME
ABOUT OWING ME AN APOLOGY.
YEAH, BUT IT REALLY
DOESN'T MATTER NOW.
YEAH. I THINK I KNOW
WHAT YOU MEANT.
YOU WERE ALMOST RIGHT.
BLOW YOU AWAY. YOU GOT THAT?!
TAKE YOUR BEST
SHOT. YOU GOT ONE.
I WAS JUST PASSING THROUGH.
I'M HERE TO STAY.
HE COULD END UP MAKING YOU
LOOK LIKE A HOMICIDAL MANIAC.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING,
MAN? ARE YOU CRAZY?!
DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!
YOU HEARD HER! DROP THEM!
SO IS IT GETTING SERIOUS
BETWEEN YOU TWO?
WHO KNOWS? MAYBE YOU'LL
LIKE BEING A STREET COP'S WIFE.
LET'S FIND OUT. WHAT DO YOU SAY?
OK. SO COME ON. TAKE THIS TEST.
YOUR PERSONAL LOVE
POTENTIAL. COME ON.
I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW MY
PERSONAL LOVE POTENTIAL
ROCKETS OFF THE SCALE.
HA HA HA!
SO TAKE IT. TAKE THE TEST.
IF YOU FLUNK, NO ONE WILL KNOW.
IT'LL JUST BE BETWEEN YOU AND ME
AND YOUR ROCKETING
LOVE POTENTIAL.
HA HA HA!
Radio: ATTENTION, ALL UNITS.
211 SILENT IN PROGRESS
AT JEWELRY STORE,
4567 LAMBERT.
LET'S TAKE THAT.
L-56, WE'RE MOVING ON THE 211.
THE STORE.
STOP! POLICE!
FREEZE! POLICE!
AAAH!
Woman: NO. I'M SORRY.
THE MAN I SAW CAME RUNNING
OUT OF THAT JEWELRY STORE
AND ALMOST KNOCKED ME DOWN.
I'D REMEMBER HIM REAL GOOD.
OK.
THANK YOU, MRS. PICKFORD.
THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME.
WE'LL BE IN TOUCH.
OLD MAN WAS
BLUDGEONED HALF TO DEATH,
AND THE LAB CAN'T FIND ONE SPECK
OF BLOOD ON GRIMES' CLOTHES.
THE D.A.'s GOING TO THROW
THIS ONE RIGHT BACK IN OUR FACE.
LISTEN TO THIS.
"NO STOLEN PROPERTY OR
WEAPON FOUND ON THE SUSPECT.
NO FINGERPRINTS BELONGING
TO GRIMES INSIDE THE STORE."
THE JEWELRY STORE
OWNER'S STILL IN A COMA,
AND OUR ONLY WITNESS
SAW SOMEBODY ELSE
RUNNING FROM THE
SCENE OF THE CRIME.
I'LL DROP ROBBERY IN
EXCHANGE FOR A PLEA OF GUILTY
ON THE ASSAULT AND
RESISTING ARREST CHARGES.
NO, NO, NO. THAT'S
NOT ACCEPTABLE.
SERGEANT HUNTER USED EXCESSIVE
FORCE IN ARRESTING MY CLIENT,
AND UNDER THE LAW,
MR. GRIMES HAD A PERFECT
RIGHT TO DEFEND HIMSELF.
IT'LL NEVER WASH WITH A JURY.
NO?
NO.
TRY THIS.
WALLY GRIMES IS
WALKING DOWN AN ALLEY
BEHIND A JEWELRY STORE.
SUDDENLY, A MAN BURSTS OUT OF THE
BUILDING, AND HE POINTS A GUN AT HIM.
NATURALLY, HE
BECOMES FRIGHTENED,
AND HE RUNS OUT INTO THE STREET,
WHERE HE SEES A
SECOND MAN WITH A GUN
COMING AFTER HIM.
NATURALLY, HE DID WHAT ANY
ONE OF US WOULD HAVE DONE.
HE RAN BECAUSE HE THOUGHT
HIS LIFE WAS IN DANGER.
YOU SHOULD HAVE
IDENTIFIED YOURSELF
AS A POLICE OFFICER, SERGEANT.
I DID THAT TWICE.
ANY WITNESSES TO THAT?
DID ANYONE SEE MR. GRIMES
IN THE JEWELRY STORE?
IS THERE ANY EVIDENCE
TO SUBSTANTIATE HIS
INVOLVEMENT IN THE ROBBERY?
ANYTHING?
LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.
EXCUSE ME.
THERE IS NO WAY WE CAN PROSECUTE
GRIMES AND GET A GUILTY VERDICT.
IT'D JUST BE A WASTE
OF TIME FILING CHARGES.
HUNTER, THIS JUST
CAME IN FOR YOU.
THANKS, RAY.
WE DID IT.
WELL, THE MAN AT THE
JEWELRY STORE JUST DIED.
IT'S NOW A MURDER CASE.
JUST A SECOND.
HEY, YOU.
YOU SCREWED UP REAL
GOOD, DIDN'T YOU, COP?
HEY, YOU FREAKED OUT, MAN, AND
I DON'T HAVE TO TAKE THIS CRAP.
I'LL HAVE YOU UP ON
HARASSMENT CHARGES!
I'M NOT GOING TO HARASS YOU.
I'M JUST GOING TO PUT YOU AWAY.
YOU MESS WITH ME, AND I'LL
BLOW YOU AWAY. YOU GOT THAT?!
TAKE YOUR BEST
SHOT. YOU GOT ONE.
ONE IS ALL I'M GOING TO NEED.
TAKE A HIKE.
HI, RICK.
I HOPE YOU'RE ALONE.
UH, TERRY BARNES, HOW
DID YOU GET IN HERE?
WITH MY KEY. HOW ELSE?
KEPT IT SAFE FOR
ALL THESE YEARS.
GLAD TO SEE ME?
HMM. THAT GLAD, HUH?
WHAT HAPPENED, TERRY?
THE STATION MANAGER
FIRED THE NEWS DIRECTOR,
AND THE NEW BOSS FIRED ME.
WELL, WHEN DID ALL
THIS OCCUR, TERRY?
ABOUT 3 WEEKS AGO.
IT TOOK ME THAT LONG TO
REALIZE THAT I SHOULD COME HOME.
DON'T LOOK SO WORRIED.
I CAN ALWAYS GET MY OLD
JOB BACK AT CHANNEL 8.
AND I DON'T HAVE ANY SILLY
ASSUMPTIONS ABOUT US.
COMING HERE STRAIGHT FROM
THE AIRPORT WAS JUST AN IMPULSE.
OH. WELL...
OK.
UH...
LET'S GET SOMETHING TO EAT.
I'M REALLY NOT TOO HUNGRY
FOR FOOD RIGHT NOW.
REALLY?
MM-MM.
WELL, ME EITHER, THEN.
THEY GOT YOU GUYS
PUNCHING A TIME CLOCK NOW?
NO. MY PARTNER'S PICKING
ME UP IN 10 MINUTES.
OH. IS YOUR PARTNER
STILL GARROMAN?
NO. GARROMAN RETIRED.
McCALL'S MY PARTNER NOW.
CHEERS.
ENTER McCALL.
YEAH. COME ON IN.
YOU'RE A LITTLE EARLY.
IT IS SO WINDY
OUTSIDE. I TELL YOU.
I DON'T KNOW HOW YOU
CAN LIVE DOWN HERE.
GOOD MORNING.
HELLO.
HI.
SERGEANT McCALL,
MEET TERRY BARNES.
HI. HI.
LISTEN, I CAN COME
BACK LATER IF YOU GUYS...
Hunter: NO, NO, NO.
THAT'S QUITE ALL RIGHT.
WE'RE ON OUR WAY OUT.
I ASSUME YOU'LL BE
HERE WHEN I GET BACK.
IF THAT'S AN
INVITATION, I ACCEPT.
IT IS.
GOOD-BYE. BYE.
COME ON.
NICE TO MEET YOU.
NICE TO MEET YOU.
PRETTY FACE. NICE BOD.
NICE COMBINATION, HUH?
YEAH. I THINK SO.
WHAT'D YOU DO, PROMISE
HER A RIDE WITH THE SIREN ON?
SHE WAS AN OLD FRIEND
FOR THE LAST 4 YEARS, McCALL.
OH, I SEE. THAT'S WHY YOU GAVE
HER THE SHIRT OFF YOUR BACK.
WHAT A GUY.
YES, I AM.
HA HA HA!
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
LET ME IN, TERRY,
AND I'LL TELL YOU.
TERRY, IF YOU DON'T LIKE
WHAT I HAVE TO SAY, I'LL LEAVE.
THAT'S A PROMISE.
HOW'D YOU FIND ME?
THE CHUBBY GUY, SAT NEXT
TO YOU IN THE AIRPLANE.
HE WORKS FOR MY COMPANY.
IN SECURITY, NO LESS.
GOD.
WHY DID YOU RUN? WHAT HAPPENED?
I LOST MY JOB, SO I CAME HOME.
DON'T HAND ME THAT. YOU WERE IN
MY APARTMENT NIGHT BEFORE LAST.
I HEARD THE DOOR
CLOSE WHEN YOU LEFT.
SO DID BARUSO.
HE WANTS TO KNOW
HOW MUCH YOU HEARD,
AND HE WANTS TO KNOW WHY
YOU LEFT TOWN SO SUDDENLY.
SO DO I.
IT'S HARD TO BELIEVE, ISN'T IT?
WHAT?
YOU AND I WERE ONCE
LOVERS AND FRIENDS.
CUT THE CRAP, TERRY!
YOU WERE IN THE APARTMENT
WHEN JAKE AND I CAME IN.
WE TALKED, AND YOU STAYED,
QUIET AS A DAMN
MOUSE, AND LISTENED.
WHAT DID YOU HEAR?
CARL, STOP TRYING TO ACT LIKE A
TOUGH GUY. IT DOESN'T BECOME YOU.
YOU WANT AN ANSWER?
SIT DOWN. I'LL GIVE YOU ONE.
YES, I WAS THERE. I WAS IN THE
BATHROOM REPAIRING MY MAKEUP,
AND THE TWO OF YOU WALKED IN.
I DIDN'T WANT HIM TO KNOW
I WAS THERE, SO I WAITED.
AND LISTENED.
LONG ENOUGH TO REALIZE THAT
YOU'RE INVOLVED WITH THAT CREEP.
I COULDN'T BELIEVE IT.
SOMEONE LIKE YOU...
RIGHT SCHOOL, RIGHT
MONEY, OLD MONEY.
JAKE BARUSO IS A POWERFUL MAN,
A RICH AND A CULTURED
MAN, AND I LIKE HIM.
CULTURE?
THE KIND YOU BUY AT AUCTIONS?
HE'S A... KILLER.
A DEALER. COKE, PROBABLY.
WHERE IS HE FROM? COLOMBIA?
HE'S AN AMERICAN CITIZEN.
AND THE OLD MONEY WAS
GETTING A LITTLE SHORT.
I NEEDED SOME OF HIS NEW MONEY.
DID YOU HEAR HIM MENTION COKE?
CARL, RELAX, HUH?
IF YOU'RE DOING BUSINESS WITH
BARUSO, NO ONE COULD PROVE IT BY ME.
AND IF YOU THINK I KNOW SOMETHING
WHICH YOU'D RATHER I DIDN'T,
WHICH I DON'T,
I WOULDN'T TELL ANYBODY.
I DON'T INTEND TO FORGET
WHAT IT WAS LIKE BETWEEN US.
THAT'S ALL I CARE TO REMEMBER.
THAT'S WHY I'M HERE, TER,
AND THAT'S WHY WHEN
YOU JUST RAN LIKE THAT,
I WAS WORRIED THAT
YOU HAD MISUNDERSTOOD
WHAT JAKE AND I WERE DISCUSSING.
I'D BEEN PLANNING TO LEAVE
SINCE THE DAY I LOST MY JOB.
LET'S JUST SAY A...
SWEET GOOD-BYE
AND REMEMBER EACH
OTHER AS FRIENDS.
OK?
YOU... SLEPT WITH HIM
LAST NIGHT, DIDN'T YOU?
OK. I'LL SEE YOU.
Man: THERE I WAS,
HOLDING MY FISHING POLE,
WAITIN' FOR A BIG ONE TO COME
ALONG, YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
THEN I FEEL SOMETHING
TUGGING ON THE LINE.
THEN I PULL BACK, SEE, AND THEN
IT TUGS HARDER, HARDER, HARDER!
AND THEN, BEFORE I KNEW IT, IT
HAD YANKED ME CLEAN OFF THE PIER
AND OUT INTO THE OCEAN.
I HAD HOOKED UP WITH
A HUMONGOUS WHALE.
YEAH. LAST TIME, YOU SAID IT
WAS A SHARK, UNCLE ARNOLD.
WELL, SHARK, WHALE. YOU KNOW, I
DIDN'T REALLY GET A GOOD LOOK, DEMILES.
OH, UM... A COUPLE OF FRIENDS
OF MINE I WANT TO SEE, OK?
I'M GOING TO LEAVE
YOU IN CHARGE.
NOW, IF ANYTHING BITES,
YOU GIVE ME A HOLLER.
ALL RIGHT.
THOSE ARE CUTE KIDS, SPORTY.
ARE YOU KEEPING
SOME SECRETS FROM US?
THEY'RE MY NIECE AND NEPHEW,
DEMILES AND DEMONIQUE.
THEY'RE MY SISTER'S KIDS.
SOMETIMES I WISH THEY WERE MINE,
BUT THEN I REGAIN MY SANITY.
HOW CAN I BE OF SERVICE
TO YOU PUBLIC SERVANTS?
A MAN ROBBED A JEWELRY
STORE AND MURDERED THE OWNER.
HIS NAME IS WALLY
GRIMES. DO YOU KNOW HIM?
YEAH.
GOT A REP FOR SMALL-TIME JOBS.
SMASH-AND-GRAB, MOSTLY.
USUALLY WORKS WITH A PARTNER.
THE PARTNER'S DOING TIME
IN SAN QUENTIN RIGHT NOW,
SO WE DON'T KNOW WHO HE'S WORKING
WITH. THAT'S WHY WE CAME TO YOU.
OK. I'LL OPEN UP A COUPLE OF
BOXES AND SEE WHAT POPS OUT.
NOW FOR THE QUID PRO QUO?
A FEMALE ACQUAINTANCE OF
MINE NAMED GEORGETTE WILLIS
GOT HERSELF BUM-RAPPED
ON A SHOPLIFTING CHARGE,
AND SHE, YOU KNOW, NEEDS SOMEBODY TO
JUST STRAIGHTEN THINGS OUT, YOU KNOW?
WE'LL SEE WHAT WE CAN DO.
Demonique: UNCLE
ARNOLD, UNCLE ARNOLD!
IT'S A WHALE, UNCLE
ARNOLD! IT'S A WHALE.
EXCUSE ME. I'VE GOT
MOBY DICK ON THE LINE.
GET IT! OH, MY
GOSH. LOOK AT THAT!
WHERE DO YOU THINK HE
GOT THOSE PANTS, ANYWAY?
CAUGHT 'EM OFFSHORE HERE.
WHOA, THAT'S A BIG ONE!
THAT'S A BIG ONE. PULL IT IN!
BOY, YOU GOT TALENT. I'M SENDING
YOU TO THE FISHING ACADEMY.
YEAH?
Man: CARL.
JAKE?
YEAH. I'M LEAVING THE
AIRPORT NOW. WE GOT TO MEET.
YOU'RE IN L.A.?
OUR BUTTS ARE ON THE
LINE, PAL. YOU BET I'M IN L.A.
WHAT DID THE GIRL SAY?
IT'S OK, JAKE.
EVERYTHING'S COOL.
OH, YEAH? YOU TELL ME DIRECT.
YOU MEET ME AT
THE WAREHOUSE NOW.
SURE, BUT... AH!
OK, JAKE. WE GOT TO GET ONE THING
STRAIGHT BETWEEN US RIGHT NOW.
YOU DON'T ORDER ME
AROUND LIKE SOME ERRAND BOY.
HEY, HEY. CHILL OUT, AMIGO.
WE GOT PROBLEMS HERE, AND YOU
DON'T SEEM TO WANT TO SEE THEM,
AND THAT MAKES ME VERY
NERVOUS. YOU UNDERSTAND?
LIKE I TOLD YOU ON THE PHONE, THERE'S
NO PROBLEM. THERE IS NO PROBLEM.
YOU SURE OF THAT, HUH?
YES. WHY?
BECAUSE I KNOW THIS GIRL,
AND I KNOW WHEN SHE'S
BEING STRAIGHT WITH ME,
AND I KNOW WHEN SHE ISN'T.
YOU KNOW WHAT I
HEAR YOU TELLING ME?
I HEAR YOU TELLING ME
THAT SHE WAS THERE, HUH?
SHE DON'T DENY THAT,
RIGHT? SHE WAS THERE.
SHE ADMITS THAT SHE WAS THERE.
SHE JUST DON'T HEAR NOTHING.
WE WAS DISCUSSING OUR DEAL.
WE DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING
THAT SHE CAN PUT TOGETHER.
YOU KNOW THAT?
YOU KNOW THAT WE NEVER MENTIONED
ME BUYING A PIECE
OF YOUR COMPANY?
I AM A DEALER. HUH?
I BUY INTO A FINE OLD COMPANY
THAT'S BEEN IMPORTING
COFFEE FROM COLOMBIA
FOR THE PAST 60 OR 70 YEARS.
THAT LADY IS A REPORTER!
YOU THINK SHE DON'T
PUT THAT TOGETHER?
LISTEN TO ME, JAKE. EVEN IF SHE
HEARD SOMETHING ABOUT YOUR BUYING,
SHE'S NOT GOING TO SAY
A DAMN THING TO ANYBODY.
OH?
SHE TELL YOU THAT?
YES, SHE DID.
HA HA HA!
WHAT?
WHAT?
SEE, THAT TELLS ME TWO THINGS.
SHE DID HEAR TOO MUCH,
BUT SHE PROBABLY
DON'T TELL NOBODY YET.
WHICH MEANS THAT WE HAVE
PLENTY OF TIME TO THINK,
TO FIGURE WHAT WE CAN DO.
JAKE, WE DON'T
HAVE TO DO ANYTHING.
IT'S OK.
MAYBE YOU'RE RIGHT, CARL.
YOU ARE RIGHT.
COME ON. LET'S GO
HAVE SOME DINNER
AND DISCUSS THE COFFEE
IMPORTING BUSINESS, HUH?
YOU AIN'T GOING TO
HOLD ME FOR 5 SECONDS.
YOU'VE BEEN FOLLOWING
ME WITH NO PROBABLE CAUSE.
THAT'S POLICE HARASSMENT!
HI.
WHOA. WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?
THAT'S A 148, AND
THIS IS TERRIFIC.
WHERE'D YOU GET THIS?
OUT OF MY SUITCASE.
I HOPE YOU HAVEN'T
HAD DINNER YET.
WELL, YEAH. WE'RE
GOING TO GO OUT, RIGHT?
NO. I HAVE SOMETHING
ELSE PLANNED FOR US.
YOU DO?
FOLLOW ME.
WE ARE NOT EATING OUT TONIGHT.
THE SALAD'S ALL READY,
WAITING FOR THE DRESSING.
UH-HUH.
AND I MADE HOLLANDAISE TO
POUR OVER THESE ASPARAGUS,
WHICH TAKE 4 OR 5
MINUTES TO STEAM.
WATER... WAITING AND READY.
AND... TA-DA! HA HA!
TWO HEALTHY SALMON STEAKS.
OH, BOY.
5 MINUTES TO BROIL ON EACH SIDE,
AND RICE PILAF. FOR YOU.
SO WE DON'T HAVE TO GO
OUT OF THE HOUSE FOR DINNER.
LET'S NOT START
SOMETHING WE CAN'T FINISH.
I COULD FINISH IT.
MMM.
BUT I'LL TAKE A SHOWER INSTEAD.
OK.
I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.
ALL RIGHT.
WHAT'S A 148?
RESISTING ARREST.
OH.
HIM, NOT ME.
REALLY.
YOU KNOW, WHEN YOU SHOWED
UP IN MY BED LAST NIGHT,
IT REALLY, UH...
REALLY SURPRISED ME,
REALLY THREW ME OFF.
REALLY?
YEAH. I DIDN'T REALLY
EXPECT TO SEE YOU AGAIN.
WHY?
WELL, I MEAN, YOU'D
TAKEN OFF FOR NEW YORK
FOR YOUR JOB
OPPORTUNITY AND ALL.
I FIGURED SOME BIG EXECUTIVE
WOULD SWEEP YOU AWAY.
RICK...
DIDN'T YOU EVER GUESS
WHY I LEFT SO SUDDENLY?
YEAH. LIKE I SAID, BIG JOB
OPPORTUNITY IN NEW YORK CITY.
I WAS DOING REAL
FINE RIGHT HERE.
I WANTED YOU TO
TELL ME NOT TO LEAVE.
OH, WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
OF COURSE I DIDN'T
WANT YOU TO LEAVE.
THEN WHY DIDN'T YOU
DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT?
LOOK, TERRY, HAVEN'T WE
GONE OVER THIS BEFORE?
A MILLION TIMES BEFORE.
I MEAN, A STREET COP'S LIFE
IS NO TYPE OF LIFE TO
SHARE WITH A WOMAN.
NOW, COME ON. WE'VE
TALKED ABOUT THAT.
I KNOW. I FELT THAT TONIGHT
WHEN IT GOT TO BE 8:00 AND I
HADN'T HEARD FROM YOU YET.
BUT I GAVE UP THE IDEA OF
BEING YOUR WIFE A LONG TIME AGO.
IN FACT, I FOUND AN
APARTMENT TODAY.
REALLY?
IT'LL BE READY BY FRIDAY.
WELL, GOOD. IN THE
MEANTIME, YOU'LL STAY HERE.
IF YOU WANT ME TO.
I DO WANT YOU TO.
I MEAN, WHEN FRIDAY COMES,
WE'LL TALK ABOUT THE APARTMENT.
MAYBE.
OH.
DON'T TELL ME...
GRIMES MADE BAIL.
IF YOU EVER NEED AN
ATTORNEY, CALL MIKE SNOW.
HUNTER, HOMICIDE.
IS THIS THE SAME SERGEANT HUNTER
WHO MADE GEORGETTE
WILLIS A FREE WOMAN?
MY SINCERE AND ETERNAL THANKS
TO YOU AND SERGEANT McCALL,
AND NOW I HAVE GOT
SOMETHING FOR YOU.
SHOOT, SPORTY.
I GOT A LINE ON
GRIMES' PARTNER...
A KID BY THE NAME
OF CONRAD BLEECKER.
YEAH?
CONRAD BLEECKER...
NICKNAME CONNIE.
YEAH, THIS IS McCALL, HOMICIDE.
GIVE ME A LINE ON A CONRAD
BLEECKER, NICKNAME CONNIE.
ABOUT 20 YEARS OF AGE,
NO CURRENT ADDRESS.
HE'S APPROXIMATELY 20 YEARS
OLD, NO CURRENT ADDRESS.
I HEAR THAT GRIMES AND BLEECKER
HANG OUT AT A PLACE
CALLED EL ZARAPE...
THAT MEANS "THE SHAWL"...
OVER IN VENICE, RIGHT?
NOW, THAT'S ALL SHE WROTE.
OK, SPORTY. THANK YOU.
YEAH. GOOD. ON
THE DOUBLE. THANKS.
Finn: HUNTER, CAPTAIN WANTS
TO SEE YOU IN HIS OFFICE.
WISH ME LUCK.
WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?
MIKE SNOW HAS FILED A
COMPLAINT AGAINST YOU AND US
CLAIMING THAT YOU VIOLATED
WALLY GRIMES' CIVIL RIGHTS.
NOW, WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?
I WAS TAILING HIM.
GET TO THE PART WHERE
THE PROBLEM STARTED.
I'M FOLLOWING GRIMES IN
DOWNTOWN LOS ANGELES.
HE GOES INTO A FLEABAG HOTEL.
I FOLLOW HIM INTO THE
HOTEL. THE GUY JUMPS ME.
NOW, CUFFING HIM DID REQUIRE SOME
FORCE, BUT NOT EXCESSIVE FORCE.
WHY THE HELL WOULD HE JUMP
YOU? THAT MAKES NO SENSE,
AND YOU KNOW MIKE SNOW IS
GOING TO MAKE USE OF THAT FACT.
YEAH, I KNOW THAT. BUT,
YOU SEE, GRIMES IS CRAZY.
HIS BEHAVIOR'S VERY BIZARRE,
CHARLIE. WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?
HUNTER, PLEASE...
WATCH THIS GUY, HUH?
HE COULD END UP MAKING YOU
LOOK LIKE A HOMICIDAL MANIAC.
THAT'S A VERY GOOD POINT.
I'M GOING TO REMEMBER THAT.
THANK YOU.
GRIMES AGAIN?
HA HA! YEAH.
WELL, I HATE TO BE THE
BEARER OF BAD NEWS,
BUT CONRAD BLEECKER
IS 20 YEARS OLD.
HE'S GOT A CRIMINAL RECORD
GOING BACK TO THE AGE OF 14.
NO ARRESTS SINCE THE AGE OF 18,
SO THERE'S NO CURRENT
PICTURE IN THE FILE,
AND THERE'S NO CURRENT ADDRESS.
I KNOW SOMETHING THAT
WILL MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER.
WHAT?
YOU COULD COME OVER TO
MY HOUSE FOR DINNER TONIGHT.
I'LL COOK. I MEAN, I'LL COOK.
NOW, THAT'S A FEAT.
WHAT DO YOU SAY?
WELL, I APPRECIATE THAT,
BUT I PROMISED TERRY
I'D TAKE HER TO
DINNER THIS EVENING.
OH, THAT WILL BE NICE. YEAH.
SO IS IT GETTING SERIOUS
BETWEEN YOU TWO?
WELL, I, UH...
I DO LIKE HER... A LOT.
PERHAPS IT WILL
WORK OUT THIS TIME.
WHO KNOWS?
HAVE FUN.
I KNOW THAT YOU WILL.
BY THE WAY...
WHAT ARE YOU DOING
TOMORROW MORNING AROUND 8:30?
WHAT DO YOU GOT IN MIND?
I'D LIKE YOU TO LOOK
AT MY NEW APARTMENT.
NO.
NO? HA HA! WHY NOT?
BECAUSE I'M GOING TO TALK
YOU OUT OF THAT APARTMENT.
I WANT YOU TO STAY
RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE.
WHO KNOWS? MAYBE YOU'LL
LIKE BEING A STREET COP'S WIFE.
LET'S FIND OUT. WHAT DO YOU SAY?
RICK, I'M WORRIED
ABOUT ONE THING.
WHAT?
WELL, I JUST CAME BACK
AND MOVED IN ON YOU,
AND YOU DIDN'T HAVE A
CHANCE TO SAY ANYTHING.
TERRY BARNES, IF I
DIDN'T LIKE WHAT YOU DID,
I WOULD HAVE SAID SO.
YOU KNOW ME BETTER
THAN THAT. COME ON.
WELL...
WHY DON'T WE DO THIS?
WHY DON'T I TAKE THE
APARTMENT FOR A MONTH OR TWO?
AND IF EVERYTHING
IS STILL GOOD...
THEN WE'LL TRY IT TOGETHER.
YEAH.
AAH!
CALL AN AMBULANCE,
FOR GOD'S SAKE!
McCALL!
WHERE'S HUNTER?
HE BLEW OUT OF HERE A
COUPLE OF MINUTES AGO
LIKE A BAT OUT OF A BELFRY.
DISPATCH SAID THAT THE VICTIM'S
NAME WAS TERRY BARNES AND...
THAT SHE WAS DEAD. IS THAT TRUE?
YEAH, AND SHE MUST HAVE
BEEN SOMEONE PRETTY SPECIAL,
JUDGING FROM THE
WAY HUNTER TOOK IT.
SHE WAS. WHAT HAPPENED?
A CAR DROVE BY, GUY TOOK A SHOT,
AND IT HIT HER.
NOBODY AROUND HERE
SAW THE SHOOTER'S FACE,
BUT HUNTER TOOK OFF OUT OF HERE
SAYING HE KNEW WHO IT WAS.
HUNTER WAS THE TARGET?
WELL, THEY WERE
STANDING ARM IN ARM.
THE BULLET MISSED
HIM BY THIS FAR.
ODD THING, THOUGH... SHE
WAS HIT RIGHT IN THE HEART.
ARE YOU SAYING THAT THERE
WAS ONLY ONE SHOT FIRED?
YEAH. WELL, THAT
DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE.
IF THEY WERE TRYING
TO GET HUNTER,
THEY WOULD HAVE TAKEN
ANOTHER SHOT, RIGHT?
McCALL, IT WAS ONLY ONE GUY.
HE WAS DRIVING FAST. HE TOOK
HIS BEST SHOT, AND HE MISSED.
COME ON. I WANT TO CHECK
SOMETHING OUT. CHECK WHAT OUT?
I'LL EXPLAIN IN THE CAR!
GOT YOUR OWN KEY, HUH?
WE'RE PARTNERS.
WE WATCH OUT FOR EACH
OTHER. YOU KNOW THAT.
YEAH. OH, HOLD IT.
GIVE ME 10 SECONDS TO
GET AROUND THE BACK.
FREEZE! POLICE!
POLICE! HOLD IT!
McCall: FREEZE!
YOU HEARD HER! DROP THEM!
HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACKS!
NO WALLETS, NO
I.D.s, NO NOTHING.
AHA...
WHAT HAVE WE HERE?
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BET
THESE BELONG TO A
G.M. CAR AND IT'S PARKED
NO MORE THAN 2 OR
3 BLOCKS FROM HERE?
THIS IS L-57. WHAT'S THE STATUS
ON THAT A.P.B. ON HUNTER?
Dispatcher: NOTHING YET,
L-57. HE IS NOT RESPONDING.
WELL, KEEP IT UP, WILL
YOU? IF HE DOES RESPOND,
TELL HIM TO GET
IN TOUCH. L-57 OUT.
HEY.
HERE'S ONE.
NEXT CASE.
CONRAD BLEECKER, YOU'RE
A FRIEND OF WALLY GRIMES.
WHO WANTS TO KNOW?
WHERE CAN I FIND HIM?
I DON'T KNOW. YOU CHECK
HIS ADDRESS IN SAN LUIS?
YOU WANT TO TALK
OUT IN THE ALLEY?
BEAT IT!
I'M... I'M... I'M NOT
SURE WHERE HE IS,
BUT HE SPENDS A LOT OF TIME
WITH THIS... THIS HOOKER...
COURTNEY McQUEEN.
SHE DOES SPECIAL DUTY.
WHERE CAN I FIND HER?
I SAID WHERE CAN I FIND HER?
WALLY WROTE IT DOWN IN CASE I
NEEDED TO GET IN TOUCH WITH HIM.
STAND UP.
MAN, WHAT... STAND UP!
I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING
YOU WANTED.
THE MAN IN THE JEWELRY STORE...
HE DIED, CONNIE.
YOU'RE WANTED FOR MURDER.
HA HA! MAN, YOU
GOT SOME BAD STUFF.
I DON'T KNOW ABOUT
ANY JEWELRY STORE.
THEN YOU WON'T MIND STANDING
IN FRONT OF A LINEUP,
WILL YOU? COME ON.
HEY, TAKE IT EASY! HEY,
COME ON, MAN! CUT IT OUT!
YOU GOT NO RIGHT TO DO THIS
TO ME! I GOT A RIGHT TO A LAWYER!
SHUT UP.
YOU CAN'T DO THIS! OW!
COME ON, MAN.
SHUT UP.
DON, IT'S HUNTER. WAKE UP.
LISTEN, I JUST ARRESTED
A MURDER-ONE SUSPECT.
I WANT YOU TO DO ME A FAVOR.
I WANT YOU TO COME DOWN TO
WHERE I AM RIGHT NOW, PICK HIM UP,
AND TAKE HIM DOWN TO THE
STATION FOR ME. YOU GOT THAT?
I'LL TELL YOU WHERE I AM,
BUT YOU GOT TO DO ME A FAVOR. YOU
CAN'T TELL ANYBODY ELSE WHERE I AM.
BINGO. 2 X-RAY 7 NINER 2-3-6.
AHEM. THIS IS L-57
REQUESTING D.M.V. CHECK
ON 2 X-RAY 7-9-2-3-6.
Dispatcher: L-57,
COME IN, PLEASE.
THIS IS L-57. GO AHEAD.
L-57, 2 X-RAY 7-9-2-3-6,
BLUE G.M.C. VAN,
REGISTERED TO HUDSON IMPORTS,
15 WATER STREET,
SAN PEDRO. NO WANTS.
ANYTHING ON HUNTER?
NO REPORTS ON THE A.P.B.
ALL RIGHT. PATCH ME
THROUGH TO CAPTAIN DEVANE.
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, WHOA! WAIT.
YOU GOING TO... YOU GOING TO DRAG
THE CAPTAIN OUT OF BED AT 5 A.M.?
YEAH, I AM WHEN HUNTER'S
LIFE'S ON THE LINE. YEAH.
STAND BY, L-57.
CAPTAIN, THIS IS McCALL.
LOOK, I'M SORRY TO WAKE YOU UP.
OH, YOU DIDN'T. I'VE BEEN
UP ALL NIGHT WITH HARRY.
HAD A FURBALL. HE
WASN'T FEELING SO HOT.
BETTER NOW. WHAT'S UP?
LOOK, I HAVE SOMETHING
REAL IMPORTANT HERE,
AND IT'S CONCERNING HUNTER.
I'VE GOT TO TALK TO
YOU IN PERSON, OK?
I'LL MEET YOU AT
DIVISION IN HALF AN HOUR.
GREAT. THANKS.
WHO THE HELL IS HARRY?
THEY RIPPED TERRY
BARNES' LUGGAGE APART
LOOKING FOR SOMETHING.
NOW, I AM POSITIVE
THEY'RE TIED INTO HER MURDER
AND THAT WALLY GRIMES
HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH IT.
NOW, CAPTAIN, WE HAVE
TO LET HUNTER KNOW...
McCALL, COME ON. YOU
KNOW HIM AS WELL AS I DO.
HUNTER'S NOT THE TYPE TO BLOW
SOMEBODY AWAY... NOT EVEN WALLY GRIMES.
IN ANY OTHER GIVEN SITUATION,
I WOULD AGREE WITH YOU 100%,
BUT HUNTER WANTED
TO MARRY THIS GIRL.
NOW, IF HE THINKS THAT GRIMES
PULLED THE TRIGGER TONIGHT...
WE'VE GOT AN A.P.B. OUT.
WE'RE CALLING HIM ON
EVERY DISPATCH CHANNEL.
NOW, WHAT THE
HELL ELSE CAN WE DO?
WELL, WHAT ABOUT TAKING
EVERY AVAILABLE METRO COP
AND PUTTING THEM ON THE
STREET TO LOOK FOR HIM?
THAT SERIOUS?
CAPTAIN, I DON'T WANT TO TAKE
THE CHANCE WE'RE WRONG HERE.
OK.
AMBROSE, HUDSON IMPORTS
IS AN OLD, ESTABLISHED
COMPANY FOUNDED IN 1909,
AND GUESS WHAT THEY IMPORT.
I DON'T KNOW. WHAT?
COFFEE...
FROM COLOMBIA.
THEY OWN REMICK'S
COLOMBIAN CHOICE.
OOH...
COLOMBIAN.
WELL, LET'S GO.
WALLY, YOU... YOU GOT
TO CALL MIKE SNOW FOR ME.
I DON'T KNOW HOW
TO GET AHOLD OF HIM.
I GOT BUSTED.
Grimes: OK, CONNIE. JUST
KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT.
I'LL CALL HIM RIGHT NOW.
THIS... THIS GUY NAMED
HUNTER ARRESTED ME.
I... I TOLD HIM ABOUT COURTNEY.
HE'S PROBABLY AT HER
PLACE NOW WAITING FOR YOU.
THANKS, CONNIE. YOU
DONE THE RIGHT THING.
DON'T TELL THEM
SQUAT DOWN THERE.
I'LL CALL SNOW. YOU
GOT NOTHING TO SWEAT.
L-57 REQUESTING D.M.V. AND WANTS
ON ONE LINCOLN
WILLIAM HENRY 5-4-5.
Dispatcher: L-57, HERE'S THE
INFORMATION YOU REQUESTED.
ONE LINCOLN WILLIAM HENRY 5-4-5,
MERCEDES 420, REGISTERED
TO LUXURY RENTALS ON WILSHIRE.
VEHICLE'S RENTED TO
JAKE BARUSO. NO WANTS.
ANY WORD ON HUNTER?
NOTHING YET.
STEVENS.
McCall: MIKE, THIS IS
SERGEANT McCALL, METRO P.D.
I'M INVESTIGATING A MURDER,
AND A GUY NAMED JAKE BARUSO
JUST CAME INTO THE PICTURE.
YOU EVER HEAR OF HIM?
HELL, YES. HE'S A MOVER AND
SHAKER IN THE COKE TRADE.
HE WORKS OUT OF NEW YORK CITY.
ANYTHING WE CAN BUST HIM ON?
I WISH THERE WAS.
BARUSO STAYS BEHIND
THE SCENES, WAY BEHIND.
WE'VE HAD A TAIL ON HIM FOR 3
YEARS. HAVEN'T EVEN COME CLOSE.
WELL, LISTEN, I, UH,
HAVE PROBABLE CAUSE
TO HOLD BARUSO FOR
QUESTIONING IN A HOMICIDE,
SO HOW WOULD YOU LIKE
TO MEET HIM FACE-TO-FACE?
OH, I'D LIKE THAT.
L-57, THIS IS D-84. OVER.
I'M READING YOU, D-84.
WHAT'S YOUR POSITION?
I'M ABOUT 100 YARDS
WEST OF HUDSON IMPORTS.
WE GOT TWO BACKUP
UNITS ROLLING IN WITH US.
LET'S GO.
FREEZE!
RIGHT THERE! HOLD IT!
HEY, YOU CAN'T COME IN.
YOU CAN'T COME BUSTING IN HERE!
WE'RE L.A. METRO POLICE INVESTIGATING
THE MURDER OF TERRY BARNES.
OH, NO, NO. YOU LOUSY...
Finn: HOLD IT!
YOU HAD TO DO IT!
Dispatcher: L-57,
COME IN, PLEASE.
L-57, RESPOND.
THIS IS L-57. GO AHEAD.
SERGEANT McCALL, WE HAVE A
REPORT OF GUNFIRE AT 9852 WEBSTER.
THE PATROL UNIT'S ON THE SCENE.
THEY FOUND
HUNTER'S CAR... EMPTY.
I'LL BE RIGHT THERE.
HEY, McCALL.
McCALL. WHAT... WHAT ARE YOU...
WHOA! WHAT THE
HELL ARE YOU DOING?
HEY, YOU CAN'T KILL ME!
YOU'RE A COP!
YOUR BEST SHOT WASN'T
GOOD ENOUGH, WAS IT, LOSER?
WAS IT?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING,
MAN? THE GUN'S EMPTY!
YOU KNOW THAT!
NO.
NO.
NO!
PLEASE?
PLEASE?
PLEASE?
TURN AROUND.
DON'T MOVE.
DON'T MAKE A LITTLE
ITTY-BITTY MOVE,
OR I'LL BREAK YOUR NECK.
ALL RIGHT. COME ON.
I OWE YOU AN APOLOGY.
FOR WHAT?
I'LL TELL YOU WHEN WE'RE ALONE.
MOVE IT.
I'M SORRY ABOUT TERRY.
I REALLY MISS HER.
I DON'T KNOW.
MAYBE I MISS WHAT I
THOUGHT WE COULD HAVE HAD.
I DON'T KNOW.
I TALKED TO THE CAPTAIN.
REMICK PLEA-BARGAINED
AND GAVE US BARUSO,
SO BOTH CASES ARE CLOSED,
AND THE D.A. HAS THEM.
NOW, YOU SAID SOMETHING TO ME
ABOUT OWING ME AN APOLOGY.
YEAH, BUT IT REALLY
DOESN'T MATTER NOW.
YEAH. I THINK I KNOW
WHAT YOU MEANT.
YOU WERE ALMOST RIGHT.