Hunter (1984–1991): Season 6, Episode 8 - Shield of Honor - full transcript
Hunter's murder investigation is complicated when he is assigned to train the incompetent son of his old training officer.
Tonight on "Hunter."
-Jack here's gonna be
your detective trainee.
-Welcome aboard.
-Thanks.
-Let's get to work.
-I asked for you two to
be his training officers
because I knew that
you would be fair.
-We'll shoot right
down the center.
-If he gives you top marks,
it'll impress the higher ups!
-Don't worry about it.
I'll score.
-He's clean.
-You leave Darnell alone!
-Drop the gun, cop!
-You're not gonna
make it out of here alive!
-Shoot him, Darnell!
-Do it and you're dead!
-I won't give you
guys any trouble.
Stay cool.
-Shut up!
I give the orders!
Now take out your piece.
Put it on the ground.
Easy.
Kick it away.
Good.
Now gimme the money.
Toss it.
What should I do with him, huh?
-Let him go, man! Come on!
Leave him alone!
Come on!
-It's your lucky day, pop.
Surprise.
-How much money was
Mr. Flanders carrying?
-I, I know exactly how much.
It's what we paid out yesterday.
It's $56.000.
-$56,000?
Why didn't he use an
armored car service?
-Uh, the profit margin at
an operation like this is slim.
Well, I guess Mr. Flanders
didn't want the overhead.
-Yeah.
OK, thanks for your help.
We'll be in touch.
I see.
Now uh, how often would
they make a bank run?
-Every day.
Mr. Flanders usually handled it.
I must have told him 100
times to be more careful.
But he wouldn't listen.
-How's that?
-You never know when
somebody's clocking you.
When I brought in
the cash, I always
varied the route
and the time of day.
-And Mr. Flanders
didn't do that?
-He'd be at the
bank when it opened
and arrive here
20 minutes later.
You could set your watch by him.
-Apparently somebody did.
Hey, Hunter!
Come here a sec!
-You want to see me, Cap... hey!
-Hey, somebody you might know.
-Jack Ryan, how
the hell you been?
-Great.
-How's your family?
-Fine.
My dad said to say hi.
-You know, uh,
Wild Bill Ryan was
my TO when I first
made detective.
-Well, now you
can return the favor.
Jack here's gonna be
your detective trainee.
-Oh!
-I want him to join
you and McCall on
that uh, check
cashing 211 homicide
went down this morning.
-You passed your D1, huh?
-Yeah.
Last month.
-He passed with flying colors.
Look at that.
-Fantastic.
Let's see here.
OK, graduated from the Academy.
Top marks, but we knew that.
Worked narcotics, book
making, south end vice, huh?
Backed up a great record
with surveillance units, Jack.
Very impressive.
Now does McCall know that
uh, he'll be working with us?
-Oh yeah, sure.
-Fantastic. Well,
welcome aboard.
-Thanks.
-You'll probably want
to see the Flanders file.
-Yeah.
-So you got
anything new on that?
-Well uh, no.
No movement as of yet.
You know, I'm kinda
concerned about this.
I think you got a real
nutcase on our hands.
-Well, let's get on it, huh?
-Let's get busy.
-I'm sorry, sir.
I'm gonna need
another piece of ID.
-What's the matter?
My license not good enough?
-I need two IDs with
your current address.
-The check's only $25.
What's the big deal?
-I'm sorry, sir.
There's nothing I can do.
- Yeah?
Well, I want to
talk to the manager.
-He'll only tell you
the same thing.
-I don't care.
I want to hear it for myself.
Go get him.
-Sorry.
Can't help you.
Need the proper ID.
-Thanks a lot, pal.
Saw the manager, man.
Some dork in a fifty cent tie.
-I'll give him a new
one in the morning.
-Hey man.
No killing this time.
-You worry too much, man.
-Hey.
-Morning.
-How you doing?
-Fine. Nice outfit.
-Thank you.
You're in here early.
-Yep.
-Did you get any
sleep last night?
-Nope.
-Was it um... what's
the name... Angelica?
-Yes, it was.
-The flamenco girl?
-Yes, it was.
Ooh!
-Yeah.
Yeah.
Listen, I can get you
a date with this guy.
-Don't do me any favors.
Come on, I'll make
you some coffee.
-Uh, haven't you two
cracked this one yet?
-Commander, how are you?
-I'm fine.
-Nice to see you again.
-McCall.
Jack tells me that you uh,
are working on a pretty hot one.
-Yep.
Real hot.
Take a look at that.
-Oh ho, bad looking crowd.
Has Jack been
helping you with this?
-Yeah, he is.
He's pretty good, too.
-Well you know, I asked for
you two to be his training officers
because I knew
that you would be fair
and uh, not give him any
slack just because I'm his father.
-We'll shoot right down
the center with him.
-Thanks, I counted on that.
Anyway, the kid's sharp
and he's got a lot of potential.
-We'll see.
Thanks.
Anyway, good luck with the case.
Thanks for coming down.
See you later.
Bye.
I like the commander.
It's good to see him, isn't it?
-Yes it is.
He's a good man.
You know, I could
tell you stories
about him that'll
curl your hair.
-Think his son is like him?
-Yeah.
Chip off the old block.
-I hope it works out.
I like him too.
-Yeah.
So do I.
-Now tell me, what
do you have here?
-Oh!
Number one, John Leander.
Serving time in
Attica for robbery,
assault with a deadly weapon.
Presently serving
a life sentence
in Mississippi
State Penitentiary.
Now here's the one I
want to set you up with.
Don't do me any favors!
-Otis Smith.
Wanted in five states
for robbery and murder.
All convenience stores up
and down the Pacific coast.
But here, here's the
real interesting one.
Darnell Nickens.
Presently on parole
in Los Angeles,
serving time for
murder and robbery.
12 counts of assault.
Now look at the
weapons of choice.
Pump shotgun.
-That's real
interesting, isn't it?
-Yeah.
-Homicide.
McCall.
Thanks, we'll be right there.
Another check cashing robbery.
Shooting involved.
Cahuenga near Beverly.
-What do you got?
Victim was Juan Martinez.
He owned the place.
Got hit coming
back from the bank.
Twelve gauge, double aught.
-Any witnesses?
-A woman inside heard the
shots and saw a dark van take off.
Didn't catch the plate number.
But she did see two men.
-There was more
than one of them?
-Yeah.
But she never saw their faces.
-OK.
Thank you.
I'll need your
notes before you go.
-OK.
-From the spacing
of the pellets,
I'd say the shooter
couldn't have been more
than seven or eight feet away.
-By the looks of it, it could've
been a sawed-off shotgun.
-So he was standing
uh, right about there.
And the victim reached in,
turned to face the shooter,
and the blast blew
him out of the doorway.
-Sounds about right.
-Let's have a look at the body.
-All right.
-Well, you were right about
how close that shooter was.
Check out the powder marks.
-Hunter!
I heard that Jack lost it today.
-Oh, he looked like
he was chumming
from the back end
of a half day boat!
How's he feeling now?
-Well, he's a little
embarrassed, you know.
Uh, I told him I
did the same thing.
-You did?
-No.
I didn't.
-Hi Dad.
-Yeah.
How are things going
with Hunter and McCall?
-I guess you heard, huh?
-Well, it's a small
world being a cop.
-It could have
happened to anyone.
-I know that.
Only you're not just
anyone, you understand?
You're Jack Ryan and you're
in training to be a detective!
Which means everyone is gonna
be watching you from now on.
-I know that.
I, I understand all that.
-You know, the department
is full of bright and aggressive
guys.
Only the best
make it in the ranks.
You gotta outscore them.
You know, don't think because
you're my son you're a shoe-in.
-Dad!
I've never used our
relationship to promote myself.
I've always made
it on my own merits.
-Which is why I
put you with Hunter.
He's tough, and if he
gives you top marks,
it'll impress the higher ups.
Believe me, it counts!
Everything counts!
-Don't worry about it!
I'll score.
I know my stuff.
I'm as good a cop as
anyone on the force.
OK, you two.
Break it up.
No more cop talk.
Please?
Uh, uh, I'm sorry if I sounded
like I was getting on your case.
You're a champ.
You're gonna do great.
-Don't you have time for a swim?
-Not right now, Mom.
-Well, at least stay for lunch.
-No, I, I gotta
get back to work.
I'll see you later.
-Jack!
Give 'em hell.
-Bill, stop pushing him so hard.
-I'm just giving
him a little advice.
-That was more than
advice and you know it.
-Linda.
-When are you gonna learn?
He's not Billy.
-Ray, where's Captain Devane?
-Well, he was headed
for the motor pool.
But it's lunch time.
You might try the
lunch room first.
-Lunch room?
He's on a diet, isn't he?
Oh, 'scuse me.
Captain?
What are you doing?
-Uh, have, having lunch.
-I thought you were on a diet?
-I am on a diet.
Yeah, you know, I,
I'll tell you something.
I have lost four and
half pounds... actually,
four pounds and nine ounces
in the last two and a half months.
Well, it's, it's
actually 11 weeks.
It's almost three months.
- This is dead food.
-Uh, nutritionally
it's not dead.
This is 70% oat bran.
They could feed this to... what
do we got on the Nickens case?
-Look, uh, I talked with
a Dwight Linderman.
He's Nickens' parole officer.
And he says if in fact
Nickens is our boy,
we got a real
problem on our hands.
Seems he likes to drive
around in his pickup truck
with a shotgun
in the front seat.
-What's his specialty?
-Petty theft.
Assault.
12 counts.
-Oh nice.
Sounds like a lovely fellow.
But what's he got to
do with our problem?
-Well, don't know as of yet.
I do know there's
a possibility he
may be working
with somebody else.
Hey, Jack.
-Hi.
Captain, I just got off the
phone with prison officials
from Vacaville.
I found that when
Nickens served time there,
his cellmate was a guy
named Robert Stark.
He served four years
at Attica for 211s.
Stark's specialty was knocking
off check cashing shops.
-Nice work, Jack.
That makes a
connection for me, huh?
-Yeah.
Yeah.
Do we have an address
on Nickens at all?
-Yeah.
He still lives with his mother.
Supposed to be
a real mama's boy.
-All right.
Well, let's get rolling on this.
-Yeah, let's find McCall.
-Dead food.
Who is it?
-Police.
Open up.
-What do you want?
-Looking for Darnell Nickens.
We have a warrant to
search your premises.
-Go to hell.
-We do have a warrant, ma'am.
-You guys are so dumb.
Why you always
picking on Darnell?
You got no right
sticking your nose in here.
-When's the last
time you saw Darnell?
-Not for a couple of weeks.
You know he has better things
to do than hang around here.
-Yes ma'am.
If you had any brains,
you'd go after real
criminals instead of picking
on innocent people like Darnell.
Darnell could really
make something of himself
if you pigs would stop
screwing up his life
and leave him alone!
-Yes ma'am.
-Back yard's clean.
There's nobody out there.
-OK.
Idiots!
I told you he wasn't here!
-Miss Nickens, thank
you for your time.
You can go.
If you see Darnell, tell
him I'd like to talk to him.
-I wouldn't tell him
squat if it came from you!
-Yes ma'am.
Thank you.
Oh and uh, tell Robert
Stark I said hello.
-Get out of my house right now!
Get out right now!
Get out!
-OK.
Thank you for your help.
Yes.
We'll be in touch.
We have put a bulletin
out to every check
cashing shop in Los Angeles.
Zip.
It's like Nickens and
Stark have disappeared
off the face of the earth.
-Maybe they left the area, huh?
-I don't know.
We're betting on the
fact that Mrs. Nickens is
probably lying
through her teeth.
He's got to show up at
her house sooner or later.
-We got that covered?
-Yeah.
Hunter and Jack
on the day shift.
-All right.
Well, let me know
if anything breaks.
-Will do.
-Looks like we got
something here.
Nickens even has
flowers for his mom.
-He's a good son.
-This is William 56.
Two possible 187 suspects
at my code five location.
Request backup.
Code two.
POLICE DISPATCHER:
Roger, William 56.
Ma!
Darnell, what are
you doing here?
-Came by to see you, Ma.
Oh Darnell!
-I brought you a present.
-Oh!
-For my best girl.
-Oh Darnell,
these are beautiful!
Oh, you shouldn't
do that, but thank you.
Mwa!
You're such a pussy cat!
Oh, the cops were here, Darnell.
Hey, let's get out of here!
-Did, did they give
you any trouble?
-They pushed me around.
You know how cops are.
-Damn!
Come on, let's split!
-Are you OK?
-I'll be all right.
-Don't worry, Ma.
OK?
I'll be back.
-Darnell?
-I love you, Ma.
-You better go.
-They're leaving.
What about backup?
-William 56, our 187
suspects are rabbiting.
We're going in.
POLICE DISPATCHER:
One Adam 27, 187
suspects are leaving
code five location.
What is your ETA?
POLICE OFFICER: One Adam 27.
ETA approximately three minutes.
Freeze!
Police!
Get away from the car!
Out in the middle of the lawn!
Clasp your hands
behind your head!
Turn around!
Move it!
Come on!
Drop to your knees!
Cross your legs!
All right, go ahead.
I got 'em.
-Hey, you the one who
uh, pushed my mom?
-Shut up.
-Yeah man.
Yeah, yeah.
You do it again
and I'll kill you.
-Yeah, right.
-He's clean.
-Hook him up.
-You leave Darnell alone!
-Oh!
-Don't even think about it!
Drop the gun, cop!
-That's not gonna
happen, Nickens!
-Shoot him, Darnell!
-Shut up Mrs. Nickens
and sit on the porch!
-Hey, you don't
tell her what to do!
-You're not gonna make it
out of here alive, Nickens.
Drop the gun!
-No!
-Ugh!
-I thought you
said he was clean!
-Charlie.
-Commander.
-I uh, understand that uh,
you gave Jack the day off.
Is there any particular
reason for that?
-Well, there was a
little trouble in the field.
We thought maybe
he could use the time
to get himself back together.
-Well, he doesn't need it.
He should be here doing his job.
Now you mean to tell me that
a guy makes a little mistake
and you bench him?
-Well Commander, it was
more than just a little mistake.
-Oh, come on.
Are you telling me that
you never messed up?
-Course I have.
-Of course.
We've all made errors.
The kid's still a trainee.
He's still learning.
-Look, I'm with
you 100% on this.
I really am.
But uh, maybe it could
be that Jack's just not
quite ready for
Central Detectives yet.
-That's ridiculous.
He's as ready as anyone I know.
His record is flawless.
-The record's one thing.
The streets are something else.
You know that.
Maybe he just needs
a little more seasoning.
-You know, Jack's had some
of the toughest assignments
in this city and he's
aced all of them!
He's a good cop, and
I want him in Central!
-Yes, sir.
-Hey Johnny!
Hey, Hunter.
How you doing?
-What's happening, brother?
Hey listen, uh, I
want to ask you
a couple of questions
about Jack Ryan.
-Won't get me in
trouble, will they?
-No, no, no, no, no.
You were partnered with
him for a while, weren't you?
-That's right.
-Yeah.
Well, how was it?
How'd he do?
-He's fine.
I wrote his evaluation.
Find it in his jacket.
-Well, I read the jacket.
I'd like to know what you
didn't put in that report.
Look, I'm partnered
with the kid right now.
There's a couple things
about him that bother me.
Buy you a cup of coffee?
-Sure.
-Yeah well, I told you it
wasn't gonna be easy out there.
Everything you do counts
for you or counts against you.
-I understand all that.
I don't know what went wrong.
I should have found that gun.
-Yeah well, that's all
water under the bridge.
I went to bat for you
with Hunter and Devane.
-Dad!
-Uh, just don't let me down.
-I won't.
Don't worry.
-You know, uh, your
mother seems to think
that I'm uh, being
a little hard on you.
You know, maybe I'm pushing
you to be a cop down your throat.
-Hey, it was my idea to join
the department, not yours.
Remember?
-Yeah, I know.
I know.
I just want to make sure that
you're happy doing what you do.
Hey, you know, it makes
no difference to me.
If you don't want to
be a cop, just say so.
-Are you kidding?
That's all I ever wanted to be!
-You sure about that?
-I'm positive.
-It doesn't have anything
to do with Billy, does it?
-No, no, no.
I didn't tell you
this at the time,
but I wanted to be a cop
long before Billy was killed.
Look, it, it, it'll
be OK, all right?
It's gonna turn around.
You'll see.
Things are gonna
be a lot better.
One more job, then we split.
-We're sitting ducks
in this town, man.
We should get out now.
-Hey, we ain't
running from no one.
-This ain't no
vending machine rap!
In California people
get the gas chamber
for blowing people away!
-And we ain't gonna get caught!
One last hit and we
are in Mexico City, huh?
Mm!
Live like kings!
-You gonna bring
your mommy along too?
-Watch it!
-You got fried eggs for brains?
You cannot keep killing
people and get away with it!
No, man.
No!
You know what I think?
I think maybe you
don't have the guts for it.
-There's no sense
in wasting people!
-What do you care, man?
They're just geeks.
Cardboard geeks.
I mean, no one cares
if they live or die, man.
Why should you?
-What are you doing here?
-I heard this was
a hangout of yours.
-Oh, you did, huh?
What?
Have you been going to
school on me or something?
-I've been doing some
checking up on you, Jack.
-Oh yeah?
-No thanks.
This morning isn't the first
time it happened to you, is it?
-Look, I've never missed
a gun during a frisk.
-That's not what I'm
talking about, Jack.
It's your behavior.
You seem to freeze up
under stressful situations.
-I don't know what
you're talking about.
-It's happened
before, hasn't it?
-That's bull!
If I freeze up, how come
it's not on my record, huh?
-Because your superiors give
you top marks to get you out
of their divisions
so they don't have
to monkey around
with your father.
-You're really out
to do a hatchet job.
-You know that's not true, Jack.
-I can handle this job as well
as anyone and you know it!
-If I thought that,
I wouldn't be here.
-Fine, fine.
You got doubts about
me, put it in my record.
Otherwise, back off
and let me do my job!
-Hey!
Just got a message
from Stevenson
Check Cashing over on Pico.
The manager ID'd
Stark off of our bulletin.
Said that he was
casing the place out
right before it closed.
-OK, good.
Let's make sure he's not alone.
When Henderson comes
back from making his bank run,
he'll be traveling north
on Desmond Boulevard.
He will make a right hand
turn into the alley just left
of Stevenson's
check cashing store.
He goes all the way
to the end of the alley
before he makes a left
hand turn, gets out of the car,
goes into the back
of the building.
Green and Henderson, you're
the only ones in the store, right?
-Right.
Now McCall and I will
be on the outside covering
the rear entrance, along
with everybody else.
Now Mulvahill, Davis, you're
on each side of alleyway
up on the roof, is that correct?
OK.
Now we'll keep the
front of the store clear.
All except for a
surveillance vehicle here.
Jack, that's where
you're gonna be.
Now we can expect our
bad guys between nine
and 11 o'clock in the morning.
We should be there set
up ready to go by 7:30.
Any questions?
-Nope.
-OK, good luck.
-Take a look at your desk.
-Yeah, I don't think Jack liked
the idea of being surveillance.
-Nope.
I think it's the
safest place for him.
-And for us.
-Why don't you go
take care of it now, huh?
Get it over with.
-Yeah, you're probably right.
-Thanks Hunter.
Thanks for the
vote of confidence.
I'm in front and all the
action's gonna be in back.
-That's right, Jack.
-You afraid I'll screw up?
-Look, I need a
surveillance man.
You're it.
-You can't do this to me.
You know I'm better than that.
-Well, that's a matter
of opinion now, isn't it?
-Can't you just forget what
happened this morning?
-Look, everybody makes mistakes.
I make them.
But not like that.
Those types of mistakes
get people killed.
I need a surveillance
man and you're it.
Why wasn't I told about this?
I'm his mother!
I have a right to know!
-Honey, the whole thing
was blown out of proportion.
It wasn't as bad as it sounds.
-He was shot at, wasn't he?
-Well, he's a cop!
It happens!
-Oh Bill, talk to me.
-I can't.
The Chief is expecting
me in 45 minutes!
-I don't give a damn
about the Chief!
-Yeah?
Well, it just so
happens that I have to.
-You're putting too
much pressure on Jack.
You can force him to
be something he's not.
-Honey listen, I
had a talk with Jack
and I even gave him an out.
He said he wants to be a cop.
-Well, what do you expect?
He's afraid to
tell you the truth
because of what might happen.
You've manipulated him so much
he doesn't know what he wants.
I don't want to
lose another son.
I can't go through
something like that.
I don't think you can either.
-Gotta go.
-Stop running away from me!
-I'm not running away!
I'm just going to do my job
and I wish you'd let Jack do his!
-Hunter.
Homicide.
Hi.
Well, uh yeah, I
know where it's at.
Uh sure, I can meet you there
in about uh, 20 minutes or so.
Yeah.
See you there.
-Hi Linda.
Good to see you.
-Oh, thanks for coming, Rick.
-Well, you're welcome.
What's uh, what's going on?
-Uh, it's about Bill.
-What about Bill?
-Could we go inside?
-Yeah.
Ryan, anything stirring?
-No.
We're clear in the
front of the building.
Wait one.
Henderson's in sight.
Be right at your
location in 10 seconds.
-Copy that, Green?
-Uh, copy that and I'm ready.
-Henderson's in place.
-I don't know if these
guys are gonna show or not.
-They'll show.
Just give them time.
-I have in sight two men in
a light colored station wagon.
-Make a U-ey.
-What?
-Changed my mind, man.
We're going in the front.
I'm sick of alleys.
-They made a U-turn.
Stopped in front.
-All right.
Everybody, hold your positions.
You got that?
It's them.
-Jack, hold your position.
Repeat, hold your position
til we get around to the front.
Give me the money!
Now!
-OK, OK!
I'm trying to get it...
-Shut your mouth!
-Cops man!
We're made!
-Son of a...
-Come on, man!
-You don't listen
very good, do you?
-I thought I could stop him!
-That's your problem!
Don't think!
-Commander?
-What's this all about?
-Jack disobeyed direct orders.
Nearly got himself and
a fellow officer killed.
-Oh no, no, no.
Jack doesn't make
those kind of mistakes.
-Yes he does and you know it.
-What do you mean?
-I talked with Linda last night.
She told me everything.
-What the hell are
you talking about?
-When Billy was killed, you
went into a deep, deep depression.
You were devastated.
You took a leave of absence.
-Yeah?
Well, so what?
I had a wife and
family to take care of!
I know that.
Bill, you had a
nervous breakdown.
-Now wait a minute.
Linda, Linda told you?
-She loves you very much, Bill.
-She had no right to do that!
What else did she tell you?
-The thing that pulls
you out of that depression
is when Jack came to you one
day and said he wanted to become
a police officer
just like Billy.
The only reason Jack said
that was to give you hope
and to get your love.
Hunter!
Hunter, Jack just took off.
-I have an idea I
know where he's going.
-Wait a minute!
I'm coming with you!
-What is it?
-Police.
-You have no right
coming in here like this!
Who do you think you are?
-You going somewhere?
-Palm Springs!
I'm taking a vacation!
You can't come
in here like this!
What gives you the right?
-Where's your son?
-I don't know where he
is and you get the hell out!
-You're lying!
-Man, we just keep bumping
into each other all over the place,
huh?
Why don't you move over there?
Now!
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah.
That's about it.
-Pushed me, Darnell.
-Yeah?
Get his gun, Ma.
Put it on the floor
in front of him.
Go for it, man.
Yeah.
Yeah, that's it.
Go for it.
You're just a little whipped
puppy dog now, aren't you?
You know what?
You shouldn't have
pushed my mother around.
Hmm?
-What should I do with him, Ma?
-Kill him.
-OK.
That's what you want.
-That's what I want.
-Goodnight, cop.
-Darnell, there's
somebody out there!
-Cop.
Look out, Dad!
Oh no, Darnell!
Darnell!
No, Darnell!
No, Darnell!
Oh my baby!
My baby!
Oh my baby!
My baby!
My baby!
-You all right, Jack?
-Yeah.
-Well, you saved my
life again today, son.
I'm sorry for all I
put you through, son.
I'm sorry for all
I put us through.
-The day Billy died I
made a very big mistake.
-I know.
-I've never seen myself
as clearly as I have today.
Keep it.
-Jack here's gonna be
your detective trainee.
-Welcome aboard.
-Thanks.
-Let's get to work.
-I asked for you two to
be his training officers
because I knew that
you would be fair.
-We'll shoot right
down the center.
-If he gives you top marks,
it'll impress the higher ups!
-Don't worry about it.
I'll score.
-He's clean.
-You leave Darnell alone!
-Drop the gun, cop!
-You're not gonna
make it out of here alive!
-Shoot him, Darnell!
-Do it and you're dead!
-I won't give you
guys any trouble.
Stay cool.
-Shut up!
I give the orders!
Now take out your piece.
Put it on the ground.
Easy.
Kick it away.
Good.
Now gimme the money.
Toss it.
What should I do with him, huh?
-Let him go, man! Come on!
Leave him alone!
Come on!
-It's your lucky day, pop.
Surprise.
-How much money was
Mr. Flanders carrying?
-I, I know exactly how much.
It's what we paid out yesterday.
It's $56.000.
-$56,000?
Why didn't he use an
armored car service?
-Uh, the profit margin at
an operation like this is slim.
Well, I guess Mr. Flanders
didn't want the overhead.
-Yeah.
OK, thanks for your help.
We'll be in touch.
I see.
Now uh, how often would
they make a bank run?
-Every day.
Mr. Flanders usually handled it.
I must have told him 100
times to be more careful.
But he wouldn't listen.
-How's that?
-You never know when
somebody's clocking you.
When I brought in
the cash, I always
varied the route
and the time of day.
-And Mr. Flanders
didn't do that?
-He'd be at the
bank when it opened
and arrive here
20 minutes later.
You could set your watch by him.
-Apparently somebody did.
Hey, Hunter!
Come here a sec!
-You want to see me, Cap... hey!
-Hey, somebody you might know.
-Jack Ryan, how
the hell you been?
-Great.
-How's your family?
-Fine.
My dad said to say hi.
-You know, uh,
Wild Bill Ryan was
my TO when I first
made detective.
-Well, now you
can return the favor.
Jack here's gonna be
your detective trainee.
-Oh!
-I want him to join
you and McCall on
that uh, check
cashing 211 homicide
went down this morning.
-You passed your D1, huh?
-Yeah.
Last month.
-He passed with flying colors.
Look at that.
-Fantastic.
Let's see here.
OK, graduated from the Academy.
Top marks, but we knew that.
Worked narcotics, book
making, south end vice, huh?
Backed up a great record
with surveillance units, Jack.
Very impressive.
Now does McCall know that
uh, he'll be working with us?
-Oh yeah, sure.
-Fantastic. Well,
welcome aboard.
-Thanks.
-You'll probably want
to see the Flanders file.
-Yeah.
-So you got
anything new on that?
-Well uh, no.
No movement as of yet.
You know, I'm kinda
concerned about this.
I think you got a real
nutcase on our hands.
-Well, let's get on it, huh?
-Let's get busy.
-I'm sorry, sir.
I'm gonna need
another piece of ID.
-What's the matter?
My license not good enough?
-I need two IDs with
your current address.
-The check's only $25.
What's the big deal?
-I'm sorry, sir.
There's nothing I can do.
- Yeah?
Well, I want to
talk to the manager.
-He'll only tell you
the same thing.
-I don't care.
I want to hear it for myself.
Go get him.
-Sorry.
Can't help you.
Need the proper ID.
-Thanks a lot, pal.
Saw the manager, man.
Some dork in a fifty cent tie.
-I'll give him a new
one in the morning.
-Hey man.
No killing this time.
-You worry too much, man.
-Hey.
-Morning.
-How you doing?
-Fine. Nice outfit.
-Thank you.
You're in here early.
-Yep.
-Did you get any
sleep last night?
-Nope.
-Was it um... what's
the name... Angelica?
-Yes, it was.
-The flamenco girl?
-Yes, it was.
Ooh!
-Yeah.
Yeah.
Listen, I can get you
a date with this guy.
-Don't do me any favors.
Come on, I'll make
you some coffee.
-Uh, haven't you two
cracked this one yet?
-Commander, how are you?
-I'm fine.
-Nice to see you again.
-McCall.
Jack tells me that you uh,
are working on a pretty hot one.
-Yep.
Real hot.
Take a look at that.
-Oh ho, bad looking crowd.
Has Jack been
helping you with this?
-Yeah, he is.
He's pretty good, too.
-Well you know, I asked for
you two to be his training officers
because I knew
that you would be fair
and uh, not give him any
slack just because I'm his father.
-We'll shoot right down
the center with him.
-Thanks, I counted on that.
Anyway, the kid's sharp
and he's got a lot of potential.
-We'll see.
Thanks.
Anyway, good luck with the case.
Thanks for coming down.
See you later.
Bye.
I like the commander.
It's good to see him, isn't it?
-Yes it is.
He's a good man.
You know, I could
tell you stories
about him that'll
curl your hair.
-Think his son is like him?
-Yeah.
Chip off the old block.
-I hope it works out.
I like him too.
-Yeah.
So do I.
-Now tell me, what
do you have here?
-Oh!
Number one, John Leander.
Serving time in
Attica for robbery,
assault with a deadly weapon.
Presently serving
a life sentence
in Mississippi
State Penitentiary.
Now here's the one I
want to set you up with.
Don't do me any favors!
-Otis Smith.
Wanted in five states
for robbery and murder.
All convenience stores up
and down the Pacific coast.
But here, here's the
real interesting one.
Darnell Nickens.
Presently on parole
in Los Angeles,
serving time for
murder and robbery.
12 counts of assault.
Now look at the
weapons of choice.
Pump shotgun.
-That's real
interesting, isn't it?
-Yeah.
-Homicide.
McCall.
Thanks, we'll be right there.
Another check cashing robbery.
Shooting involved.
Cahuenga near Beverly.
-What do you got?
Victim was Juan Martinez.
He owned the place.
Got hit coming
back from the bank.
Twelve gauge, double aught.
-Any witnesses?
-A woman inside heard the
shots and saw a dark van take off.
Didn't catch the plate number.
But she did see two men.
-There was more
than one of them?
-Yeah.
But she never saw their faces.
-OK.
Thank you.
I'll need your
notes before you go.
-OK.
-From the spacing
of the pellets,
I'd say the shooter
couldn't have been more
than seven or eight feet away.
-By the looks of it, it could've
been a sawed-off shotgun.
-So he was standing
uh, right about there.
And the victim reached in,
turned to face the shooter,
and the blast blew
him out of the doorway.
-Sounds about right.
-Let's have a look at the body.
-All right.
-Well, you were right about
how close that shooter was.
Check out the powder marks.
-Hunter!
I heard that Jack lost it today.
-Oh, he looked like
he was chumming
from the back end
of a half day boat!
How's he feeling now?
-Well, he's a little
embarrassed, you know.
Uh, I told him I
did the same thing.
-You did?
-No.
I didn't.
-Hi Dad.
-Yeah.
How are things going
with Hunter and McCall?
-I guess you heard, huh?
-Well, it's a small
world being a cop.
-It could have
happened to anyone.
-I know that.
Only you're not just
anyone, you understand?
You're Jack Ryan and you're
in training to be a detective!
Which means everyone is gonna
be watching you from now on.
-I know that.
I, I understand all that.
-You know, the department
is full of bright and aggressive
guys.
Only the best
make it in the ranks.
You gotta outscore them.
You know, don't think because
you're my son you're a shoe-in.
-Dad!
I've never used our
relationship to promote myself.
I've always made
it on my own merits.
-Which is why I
put you with Hunter.
He's tough, and if he
gives you top marks,
it'll impress the higher ups.
Believe me, it counts!
Everything counts!
-Don't worry about it!
I'll score.
I know my stuff.
I'm as good a cop as
anyone on the force.
OK, you two.
Break it up.
No more cop talk.
Please?
Uh, uh, I'm sorry if I sounded
like I was getting on your case.
You're a champ.
You're gonna do great.
-Don't you have time for a swim?
-Not right now, Mom.
-Well, at least stay for lunch.
-No, I, I gotta
get back to work.
I'll see you later.
-Jack!
Give 'em hell.
-Bill, stop pushing him so hard.
-I'm just giving
him a little advice.
-That was more than
advice and you know it.
-Linda.
-When are you gonna learn?
He's not Billy.
-Ray, where's Captain Devane?
-Well, he was headed
for the motor pool.
But it's lunch time.
You might try the
lunch room first.
-Lunch room?
He's on a diet, isn't he?
Oh, 'scuse me.
Captain?
What are you doing?
-Uh, have, having lunch.
-I thought you were on a diet?
-I am on a diet.
Yeah, you know, I,
I'll tell you something.
I have lost four and
half pounds... actually,
four pounds and nine ounces
in the last two and a half months.
Well, it's, it's
actually 11 weeks.
It's almost three months.
- This is dead food.
-Uh, nutritionally
it's not dead.
This is 70% oat bran.
They could feed this to... what
do we got on the Nickens case?
-Look, uh, I talked with
a Dwight Linderman.
He's Nickens' parole officer.
And he says if in fact
Nickens is our boy,
we got a real
problem on our hands.
Seems he likes to drive
around in his pickup truck
with a shotgun
in the front seat.
-What's his specialty?
-Petty theft.
Assault.
12 counts.
-Oh nice.
Sounds like a lovely fellow.
But what's he got to
do with our problem?
-Well, don't know as of yet.
I do know there's
a possibility he
may be working
with somebody else.
Hey, Jack.
-Hi.
Captain, I just got off the
phone with prison officials
from Vacaville.
I found that when
Nickens served time there,
his cellmate was a guy
named Robert Stark.
He served four years
at Attica for 211s.
Stark's specialty was knocking
off check cashing shops.
-Nice work, Jack.
That makes a
connection for me, huh?
-Yeah.
Yeah.
Do we have an address
on Nickens at all?
-Yeah.
He still lives with his mother.
Supposed to be
a real mama's boy.
-All right.
Well, let's get rolling on this.
-Yeah, let's find McCall.
-Dead food.
Who is it?
-Police.
Open up.
-What do you want?
-Looking for Darnell Nickens.
We have a warrant to
search your premises.
-Go to hell.
-We do have a warrant, ma'am.
-You guys are so dumb.
Why you always
picking on Darnell?
You got no right
sticking your nose in here.
-When's the last
time you saw Darnell?
-Not for a couple of weeks.
You know he has better things
to do than hang around here.
-Yes ma'am.
If you had any brains,
you'd go after real
criminals instead of picking
on innocent people like Darnell.
Darnell could really
make something of himself
if you pigs would stop
screwing up his life
and leave him alone!
-Yes ma'am.
-Back yard's clean.
There's nobody out there.
-OK.
Idiots!
I told you he wasn't here!
-Miss Nickens, thank
you for your time.
You can go.
If you see Darnell, tell
him I'd like to talk to him.
-I wouldn't tell him
squat if it came from you!
-Yes ma'am.
Thank you.
Oh and uh, tell Robert
Stark I said hello.
-Get out of my house right now!
Get out right now!
Get out!
-OK.
Thank you for your help.
Yes.
We'll be in touch.
We have put a bulletin
out to every check
cashing shop in Los Angeles.
Zip.
It's like Nickens and
Stark have disappeared
off the face of the earth.
-Maybe they left the area, huh?
-I don't know.
We're betting on the
fact that Mrs. Nickens is
probably lying
through her teeth.
He's got to show up at
her house sooner or later.
-We got that covered?
-Yeah.
Hunter and Jack
on the day shift.
-All right.
Well, let me know
if anything breaks.
-Will do.
-Looks like we got
something here.
Nickens even has
flowers for his mom.
-He's a good son.
-This is William 56.
Two possible 187 suspects
at my code five location.
Request backup.
Code two.
POLICE DISPATCHER:
Roger, William 56.
Ma!
Darnell, what are
you doing here?
-Came by to see you, Ma.
Oh Darnell!
-I brought you a present.
-Oh!
-For my best girl.
-Oh Darnell,
these are beautiful!
Oh, you shouldn't
do that, but thank you.
Mwa!
You're such a pussy cat!
Oh, the cops were here, Darnell.
Hey, let's get out of here!
-Did, did they give
you any trouble?
-They pushed me around.
You know how cops are.
-Damn!
Come on, let's split!
-Are you OK?
-I'll be all right.
-Don't worry, Ma.
OK?
I'll be back.
-Darnell?
-I love you, Ma.
-You better go.
-They're leaving.
What about backup?
-William 56, our 187
suspects are rabbiting.
We're going in.
POLICE DISPATCHER:
One Adam 27, 187
suspects are leaving
code five location.
What is your ETA?
POLICE OFFICER: One Adam 27.
ETA approximately three minutes.
Freeze!
Police!
Get away from the car!
Out in the middle of the lawn!
Clasp your hands
behind your head!
Turn around!
Move it!
Come on!
Drop to your knees!
Cross your legs!
All right, go ahead.
I got 'em.
-Hey, you the one who
uh, pushed my mom?
-Shut up.
-Yeah man.
Yeah, yeah.
You do it again
and I'll kill you.
-Yeah, right.
-He's clean.
-Hook him up.
-You leave Darnell alone!
-Oh!
-Don't even think about it!
Drop the gun, cop!
-That's not gonna
happen, Nickens!
-Shoot him, Darnell!
-Shut up Mrs. Nickens
and sit on the porch!
-Hey, you don't
tell her what to do!
-You're not gonna make it
out of here alive, Nickens.
Drop the gun!
-No!
-Ugh!
-I thought you
said he was clean!
-Charlie.
-Commander.
-I uh, understand that uh,
you gave Jack the day off.
Is there any particular
reason for that?
-Well, there was a
little trouble in the field.
We thought maybe
he could use the time
to get himself back together.
-Well, he doesn't need it.
He should be here doing his job.
Now you mean to tell me that
a guy makes a little mistake
and you bench him?
-Well Commander, it was
more than just a little mistake.
-Oh, come on.
Are you telling me that
you never messed up?
-Course I have.
-Of course.
We've all made errors.
The kid's still a trainee.
He's still learning.
-Look, I'm with
you 100% on this.
I really am.
But uh, maybe it could
be that Jack's just not
quite ready for
Central Detectives yet.
-That's ridiculous.
He's as ready as anyone I know.
His record is flawless.
-The record's one thing.
The streets are something else.
You know that.
Maybe he just needs
a little more seasoning.
-You know, Jack's had some
of the toughest assignments
in this city and he's
aced all of them!
He's a good cop, and
I want him in Central!
-Yes, sir.
-Hey Johnny!
Hey, Hunter.
How you doing?
-What's happening, brother?
Hey listen, uh, I
want to ask you
a couple of questions
about Jack Ryan.
-Won't get me in
trouble, will they?
-No, no, no, no, no.
You were partnered with
him for a while, weren't you?
-That's right.
-Yeah.
Well, how was it?
How'd he do?
-He's fine.
I wrote his evaluation.
Find it in his jacket.
-Well, I read the jacket.
I'd like to know what you
didn't put in that report.
Look, I'm partnered
with the kid right now.
There's a couple things
about him that bother me.
Buy you a cup of coffee?
-Sure.
-Yeah well, I told you it
wasn't gonna be easy out there.
Everything you do counts
for you or counts against you.
-I understand all that.
I don't know what went wrong.
I should have found that gun.
-Yeah well, that's all
water under the bridge.
I went to bat for you
with Hunter and Devane.
-Dad!
-Uh, just don't let me down.
-I won't.
Don't worry.
-You know, uh, your
mother seems to think
that I'm uh, being
a little hard on you.
You know, maybe I'm pushing
you to be a cop down your throat.
-Hey, it was my idea to join
the department, not yours.
Remember?
-Yeah, I know.
I know.
I just want to make sure that
you're happy doing what you do.
Hey, you know, it makes
no difference to me.
If you don't want to
be a cop, just say so.
-Are you kidding?
That's all I ever wanted to be!
-You sure about that?
-I'm positive.
-It doesn't have anything
to do with Billy, does it?
-No, no, no.
I didn't tell you
this at the time,
but I wanted to be a cop
long before Billy was killed.
Look, it, it, it'll
be OK, all right?
It's gonna turn around.
You'll see.
Things are gonna
be a lot better.
One more job, then we split.
-We're sitting ducks
in this town, man.
We should get out now.
-Hey, we ain't
running from no one.
-This ain't no
vending machine rap!
In California people
get the gas chamber
for blowing people away!
-And we ain't gonna get caught!
One last hit and we
are in Mexico City, huh?
Mm!
Live like kings!
-You gonna bring
your mommy along too?
-Watch it!
-You got fried eggs for brains?
You cannot keep killing
people and get away with it!
No, man.
No!
You know what I think?
I think maybe you
don't have the guts for it.
-There's no sense
in wasting people!
-What do you care, man?
They're just geeks.
Cardboard geeks.
I mean, no one cares
if they live or die, man.
Why should you?
-What are you doing here?
-I heard this was
a hangout of yours.
-Oh, you did, huh?
What?
Have you been going to
school on me or something?
-I've been doing some
checking up on you, Jack.
-Oh yeah?
-No thanks.
This morning isn't the first
time it happened to you, is it?
-Look, I've never missed
a gun during a frisk.
-That's not what I'm
talking about, Jack.
It's your behavior.
You seem to freeze up
under stressful situations.
-I don't know what
you're talking about.
-It's happened
before, hasn't it?
-That's bull!
If I freeze up, how come
it's not on my record, huh?
-Because your superiors give
you top marks to get you out
of their divisions
so they don't have
to monkey around
with your father.
-You're really out
to do a hatchet job.
-You know that's not true, Jack.
-I can handle this job as well
as anyone and you know it!
-If I thought that,
I wouldn't be here.
-Fine, fine.
You got doubts about
me, put it in my record.
Otherwise, back off
and let me do my job!
-Hey!
Just got a message
from Stevenson
Check Cashing over on Pico.
The manager ID'd
Stark off of our bulletin.
Said that he was
casing the place out
right before it closed.
-OK, good.
Let's make sure he's not alone.
When Henderson comes
back from making his bank run,
he'll be traveling north
on Desmond Boulevard.
He will make a right hand
turn into the alley just left
of Stevenson's
check cashing store.
He goes all the way
to the end of the alley
before he makes a left
hand turn, gets out of the car,
goes into the back
of the building.
Green and Henderson, you're
the only ones in the store, right?
-Right.
Now McCall and I will
be on the outside covering
the rear entrance, along
with everybody else.
Now Mulvahill, Davis, you're
on each side of alleyway
up on the roof, is that correct?
OK.
Now we'll keep the
front of the store clear.
All except for a
surveillance vehicle here.
Jack, that's where
you're gonna be.
Now we can expect our
bad guys between nine
and 11 o'clock in the morning.
We should be there set
up ready to go by 7:30.
Any questions?
-Nope.
-OK, good luck.
-Take a look at your desk.
-Yeah, I don't think Jack liked
the idea of being surveillance.
-Nope.
I think it's the
safest place for him.
-And for us.
-Why don't you go
take care of it now, huh?
Get it over with.
-Yeah, you're probably right.
-Thanks Hunter.
Thanks for the
vote of confidence.
I'm in front and all the
action's gonna be in back.
-That's right, Jack.
-You afraid I'll screw up?
-Look, I need a
surveillance man.
You're it.
-You can't do this to me.
You know I'm better than that.
-Well, that's a matter
of opinion now, isn't it?
-Can't you just forget what
happened this morning?
-Look, everybody makes mistakes.
I make them.
But not like that.
Those types of mistakes
get people killed.
I need a surveillance
man and you're it.
Why wasn't I told about this?
I'm his mother!
I have a right to know!
-Honey, the whole thing
was blown out of proportion.
It wasn't as bad as it sounds.
-He was shot at, wasn't he?
-Well, he's a cop!
It happens!
-Oh Bill, talk to me.
-I can't.
The Chief is expecting
me in 45 minutes!
-I don't give a damn
about the Chief!
-Yeah?
Well, it just so
happens that I have to.
-You're putting too
much pressure on Jack.
You can force him to
be something he's not.
-Honey listen, I
had a talk with Jack
and I even gave him an out.
He said he wants to be a cop.
-Well, what do you expect?
He's afraid to
tell you the truth
because of what might happen.
You've manipulated him so much
he doesn't know what he wants.
I don't want to
lose another son.
I can't go through
something like that.
I don't think you can either.
-Gotta go.
-Stop running away from me!
-I'm not running away!
I'm just going to do my job
and I wish you'd let Jack do his!
-Hunter.
Homicide.
Hi.
Well, uh yeah, I
know where it's at.
Uh sure, I can meet you there
in about uh, 20 minutes or so.
Yeah.
See you there.
-Hi Linda.
Good to see you.
-Oh, thanks for coming, Rick.
-Well, you're welcome.
What's uh, what's going on?
-Uh, it's about Bill.
-What about Bill?
-Could we go inside?
-Yeah.
Ryan, anything stirring?
-No.
We're clear in the
front of the building.
Wait one.
Henderson's in sight.
Be right at your
location in 10 seconds.
-Copy that, Green?
-Uh, copy that and I'm ready.
-Henderson's in place.
-I don't know if these
guys are gonna show or not.
-They'll show.
Just give them time.
-I have in sight two men in
a light colored station wagon.
-Make a U-ey.
-What?
-Changed my mind, man.
We're going in the front.
I'm sick of alleys.
-They made a U-turn.
Stopped in front.
-All right.
Everybody, hold your positions.
You got that?
It's them.
-Jack, hold your position.
Repeat, hold your position
til we get around to the front.
Give me the money!
Now!
-OK, OK!
I'm trying to get it...
-Shut your mouth!
-Cops man!
We're made!
-Son of a...
-Come on, man!
-You don't listen
very good, do you?
-I thought I could stop him!
-That's your problem!
Don't think!
-Commander?
-What's this all about?
-Jack disobeyed direct orders.
Nearly got himself and
a fellow officer killed.
-Oh no, no, no.
Jack doesn't make
those kind of mistakes.
-Yes he does and you know it.
-What do you mean?
-I talked with Linda last night.
She told me everything.
-What the hell are
you talking about?
-When Billy was killed, you
went into a deep, deep depression.
You were devastated.
You took a leave of absence.
-Yeah?
Well, so what?
I had a wife and
family to take care of!
I know that.
Bill, you had a
nervous breakdown.
-Now wait a minute.
Linda, Linda told you?
-She loves you very much, Bill.
-She had no right to do that!
What else did she tell you?
-The thing that pulls
you out of that depression
is when Jack came to you one
day and said he wanted to become
a police officer
just like Billy.
The only reason Jack said
that was to give you hope
and to get your love.
Hunter!
Hunter, Jack just took off.
-I have an idea I
know where he's going.
-Wait a minute!
I'm coming with you!
-What is it?
-Police.
-You have no right
coming in here like this!
Who do you think you are?
-You going somewhere?
-Palm Springs!
I'm taking a vacation!
You can't come
in here like this!
What gives you the right?
-Where's your son?
-I don't know where he
is and you get the hell out!
-You're lying!
-Man, we just keep bumping
into each other all over the place,
huh?
Why don't you move over there?
Now!
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah.
That's about it.
-Pushed me, Darnell.
-Yeah?
Get his gun, Ma.
Put it on the floor
in front of him.
Go for it, man.
Yeah.
Yeah, that's it.
Go for it.
You're just a little whipped
puppy dog now, aren't you?
You know what?
You shouldn't have
pushed my mother around.
Hmm?
-What should I do with him, Ma?
-Kill him.
-OK.
That's what you want.
-That's what I want.
-Goodnight, cop.
-Darnell, there's
somebody out there!
-Cop.
Look out, Dad!
Oh no, Darnell!
Darnell!
No, Darnell!
No, Darnell!
Oh my baby!
My baby!
Oh my baby!
My baby!
My baby!
-You all right, Jack?
-Yeah.
-Well, you saved my
life again today, son.
I'm sorry for all I
put you through, son.
I'm sorry for all
I put us through.
-The day Billy died I
made a very big mistake.
-I know.
-I've never seen myself
as clearly as I have today.
Keep it.