Mod Squad (1968–1973): Season 1, Episode 1 - The Teeth of the Barracuda - full transcript
(motor revving)
(tires screech)
(music playing)
(siren wails)
(crowd booing, murmuring)
Off the bikes.
Why, what did we
do, run a red light?
(laughing)
Off the bikes.
Bikes are made
for riding, Daddy.
(crowd cheering)
Not here, not here.
Not this time of night.
(crowd groans)
Now...
we take you or the bikes.
Hey, dig the police brutality.
(crowd murmuring)
Really. Get it on.
You got one
minute to break it up.
Well, now it's this way, master.
Some days a man just don't
feel like picking the cotton
or giving up his
wheels, Captain.
(cheering, applause)
One minute.
A little respect, man.
'Cause we pay the taxes
that bake your bread.
(crowd cheering)
(horn honks) You called it.
Let's take 'em.
(crowd booing)
Hey, the man's
really uptight, people.
It's a bum trip, citizens.
A cat just ain't safe on
the street these days.
(crowd murmuring)
(loud, overlapping crowd
chatter and shouting)
(shouting and chatter continue)
MAN: You... name?
Who's name?
Your name or my name, a
white name or a black name?
Name.
Hayes. First name.
(high-pitched): Lincoln!
Where do you live?
The place, baby.
The garden spot
of the world... Watts.
What do you do?
Well, I carry... kerosene.
For what?
Burning, baby, burning.
Julie Barnes.
No address, Julie. How come?
It's a big world.
You got to go
where it's happening.
An address!
Where does your mother live?
San Francisco.
Yeah. Doing what? Working.
Where? What street?
Pick one.
Pete Cochran, Beverly Hills.
What's a rich kid doing
running with crumbs?
Just lucky, I guess.
Punks.
All mouth.
No, not all mouth.
There's a little soul.
Now, Captain, your time is up.
You either book
me or turn me loose.
(sing-songy): Illegal
search and seizure.
Okay, fellas, we'll
take it from here.
You blew it!
Stunk it up!
You, with the big mouth.
You with that Uncle Tom bit.
And you...
Police brutality?
Come on! I made a deal with you,
and I expect you
to see it through.
All the way.
Now, you know
how these kids act.
You've been there.
Now, the whole idea was to
meld in with them, not stand out.
Yeah, you stand out.
You might as well
wear your badges!
I mean, tell 'em your cops!
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
(grunts)
(grunts)
(grunting)
(grunts)
MAN: Congratulations.
You're dead again.
All right, you're next.
I had it last time.
What happened?
Tell him, Bog.
All right, let's start
with your balance.
One, two, three!
Julie!
Um... male Caucasian.
Um, medium build.
Uh, five foot, eleven,
to, uh, six feet.
Um...
fair complexion...
and gray hair.
Did he have a tie?
No tie. Color of eyes?
Eyes, eyes.
Come on, Julie, come on.
Blue eyes! Right.
Your instincts are
good. Trust them.
(soft clicking)
(loud click)
(alarm ringing)
(alarm stops)
You're under arrest.
I know, Captain.
I should have
checked for wires first.
Right, and don't ever forget it.
Well, if I don't make it here,
at least I got a trade.
CAPTAIN: Can you hear me?
ALL: Yeah.
All right, this is
another survival test.
When that tarp goes up,
you'll be in a lot of trouble.
Now, get out of it
any way you can.
Ready?
As ready as we'll ever be.
(tires squeal)
(tires screeching)
(laughs)
How did we do?
Oh, not bad.
A few scrapes and
bruises, but you'll live.
JULIE: Oh, sure!
If you call this living.
(groans)
(sighs)
All right, take five
and get back to it.
Let me see some
results this time.
(sighs)
(door opens)
Mod Squad, huh?
Yeah.
What made you think of it?
Kids.
All those kids you and I have
busted, Wheeler.
All those lonely, angry kids.
Well, like them.
Not hoods, just kids trying
to elbow into the world.
Looking to grab onto something,
to belong.
And I picked the right three.
Oh, they're doing just great.
You didn't give that impression
in there, Mr. Tough Cop.
And that's why
they're doing great.
Say, dinner tonight?
Um, oh, I can't.
Uh, I got something to do.
Well, good, I'll do it with you.
Sorry, Adam.
Not this time.
(engine starting)
(upbeat rock music plays)
♪ I can bring the sun up ♪
♪ Yes, and I can light the sky ♪
♪ I got no time
to love my girl ♪
♪ Only I can justify ♪
♪ Your girl, she gonna cry, oh ♪
♪ Your girl, she gonna cry ♪
♪ No, not if I
can help it, love ♪
♪ My girl's not gonna cry... ♪
Hello, Lieutenant.
Can I buy you a drink?
No, thanks.
Uh, you know my
partner, Cliff Wiley.
Lieutenant Wheeler. Hi.
Is this a raid, or do
you dig the sound?
From a distance.
From a long, long
distance.
I'm looking for a girl.
A, uh, Tina Williams.
Oh, uh, no trouble I hope?
WHEELER: Just a chat.
She was here.
Or was that last night?
You know, after
a while, the kids
all look alike.
She lives just up the beach.
I'll try there.
See you later... Wiley, Durant.
♪ I can give the moon its
light and I can turn the tide ♪
♪ I got no time
to love my girl ♪
♪ Only I can justify ♪
♪ Your girl, she gonna cry, oh ♪
♪ Your girl, she gonna cry ♪
♪ Oh, not if I
can help it, love ♪
♪ My girl's not gonna cry... ♪
♪ ♪
No, absolutely not.
Barney!
And that's final.
Barney, be reasonable.
Adam, Wheeler's dead.
I'm turning on the juice
in the whole department,
so don't bug me
with your Mod Squad.
All right, quit making them
sound like poor relations.
They're kids. Just
kids on probation.
And that's why you've
got to give them a chance.
Look, I know what they
were before I busted them.
And what they can go back
to being if this doesn't work out.
And just remember, they
didn't volunteer for this job.
I pushed them into it.
Yes, and I still think
it was a mistake.
Barney, time's change,
and a cop had better
change with them.
They can get into a
thousand places that we can't.
All right, all right.
But start 'em out
on something easy.
Lush rollers, parking
tickets, whatever.
But not on a cop kill!
No, right now, because
of the way Wheeler died.
The zip gun, the
area, the painted face.
The whole thing screams kids.
Come on, Barney, let
me turn 'em loose now.
While it's still hot.
There they are,
Wheeler's rap sheets.
Do anything for you?
What was he working on?
That's just the
problem, nothing.
He was unassigned.
Haven't you got an easy one?
Yeah, we're just children.
How about it, anybody?
Julie?
No.
Him.
I know him.
He's yours.
Now, wait a minute,
man, he's a soul brother.
Tough.
I don't fink on soul brothers.
You're not a fink.
Wheeler, now he
was a soul brother, too.
You got something there, Pete?
I'm not sure.
This one looks familiar.
No name.
No rap sheet.
I think I can find her.
Get on it.
Remember you get a foot
in the door, you kick it open.
Now how did we get into this?
Deal's a deal, not much choice.
Besides, it beats
walking the streets.
Yeah, well that's what I hear.
So long, cops.
(grunting)
Oh, you're hooking good, Cully!
Now, dig, a little
more leverage.
Make them forget about
Sugar Ray, right, Linc?
What's the matter, baby?
Why the heckles?
Something bugging you?
You, man.
Every time you come around
you want a buck or a favor.
Now lay it on me,
daddy, and split.
Hey, dig, Cully.
Hey, there is something, man.
Hey, you read about a fuzz
get it at the beach last night?
Name of Wheeler.
I read.
You got a part of that?
Oh, you flipped
out, man? Not me.
But only I ain't got
no alibi for the time.
And this Wheeler busted me once.
You need a little cover.
You're right on the money.
Now, if anybody asks your body
I was with you
every minute, dig?
Hey, you flipped out, Cully?
You get nothing from me, man.
Nothing!
'Cause you're nothing.
Wheeler was a man.
He busted me, too,
and he had every right
to let me go down
the drain but he didn't.
Him and that Captain Greer,
they dragged me in here
and laced gloves on me
and paid a man to teach me.
Out of their own pockets.
Cop money.
Whitey's money.
Now I got me a trade.
And it feels good.
So don't you come
crying around here
talking about no cover!
All I want is three minutes
with the cat that killed him.
Linc, baby.
It better not be you.
You dig?
Solid, Cully.
Oh, hi.
Any luck?
Well I got me a job
at the Panther
Pit starting tonight.
That's the last place
that Wheeler was seen.
Groovy.
Uh, how about that girl?
The one you recognized?
I'll get to it.
When?
Look, do you get paid
extra to ride my back?
No, I just get paid
what you get paid.
Julie...
that's her pad.
Who is she?
Tina.
Tina?
Tina.
One name, like in Twiggy?
For now.
Okay.
Hey, looks like your
friend has a friend.
Now that's your job.
What do you mean?
His mug shot was
in Wheeler's file.
Fourth from the bottom.
Hey you really
eat this stuff up,
don't you?
So long...
officer.
Hey, you going to town?
Yeah, sure.
Hop in.
(knocking)
Tina?
(moaning)
Tina.
Operator, I need a doctor.
Yes, it's an emergency.
(moaning)
Feel better?
Thank you.
Will that take
care of it, doctor?
You kids...
don't you ever listen?
Don't you ever learn?
Don't you know what
this stuff does to you?
How old is she... 18, 19?
20.
What can I do for her?
You want her to make
21, without brain damage?
Don't ever let her
touch LSD again.
Where did you come from?
Around...
I wasn't even sure it was you.
The nameplate on the door...
How's your family?
Your father?
Poor Pete...
just trying to keep it casual...
not wanting to hurt me.
Oh, I'm sorry!
Hey...
it's gonna be all right.
Pete, you know
I've never lied to you.
That stuff I took...
Yeah?
It was the first time.
How do I make you believe that?
Just tell me it was the last.
It's a gas you'll flip.
A dollar and a half.
Ready when you are.
I'm ready right now, baby.
Bye.
♪ I said to myself get
me out of this place ♪
Now don't you go away, Mama.
Anything?
Negative.
That's a small inside joke.
Very.
Linc?
Did Pete ever talk
about a girl named Tina?
Not to me.
Not about her...
or anything else.
Find out for me, will you Linc?
Ah, no, old African proverb:
Cat who provide
shoulder to cry on,
wind up with shrunken
suit and no friends.
Know something?
Hmm? You're a phony.
Now ain't that the model-truth?
Excuse me.
♪ It was a bad,
bad, bad-bad day ♪
Oh, Mr. Durant?
Uh, may I speak to
you for a second, sir?
Oh, yeah sure, Beau,
why don't you
wait in the D room?
I have to make a
phone call. Yes sir.
♪ Just like there's
a man in the moon ♪
♪ It was a bad day ♪
You better split here
comes my pigeon.
♪ It was a bad day ♪
Well, well, well.
Hi. Hi.
You never mentioned
that you were working here.
It's temporary.
The regular chick is sick.
Oh.
Do you come here much, Beau?
From now on.
That's a promise.
Well, bye for now, pretty Julie.
(car door opens)
(waves crashing)
TINA: To what do I
owe the honor, daddy?
Shall I bow, genuflect, what?
Tina...
does it always
have to be like this?
Pete called you, didn't he?
What did he tell you, Daddy?
Well, he...
thought that you needed me,
that you might want to talk.
We aren't very good
at that, are we, Daddy?
SUTTON (on tape): I want
you to come home, Tina.
TINA (on tape): For what?
To pose for a family portrait
of candidate Jonathan Sutton
and his lovely,
well-adjusted family?
SUTTON (on tape): Tina, Tina...
TINA: A picture
like that is worth
how many votes, Governor?
SUTTON: Good-bye, Tina.
(door opens and closes on tape)
(Tina sobbing on tape)
(recorder clicks off)
Got anything to say?
Just don't blow
your mind, Captain.
Don't give me any of your
street mouth, you punk!
A cop is dead!
A friend of mine.
Hey, take it easy, Captain.
Shut up!
Look, Pete, you knew who she was
the minute you saw
those mug shots.
Not Tina Williams,
but Tina Sutton.
Jonathan Sutton's daughter.
You knew and you
covered for her... why?
Just seemed like
the right thing to do.
Not good enough.
All right, Captain,
I'll tell you one time.
And you can put the boot to
me if you want, it's your foot.
You laid the ground rules.
You told us a hundred times
that you weren't buying
kids to fink on kids.
Right? And the first
crack out of the box,
there's Tina. Now
I grew up with her.
I went to school with her.
Suddenly there
she is, full of acid!
And misery.
Maybe she did have a
part of that cop's death,
and maybe not!
What was I supposed
to do, Captain?
Who do I owe? You?
Them?
What is it, the instant loyalty?
You better believe it.
And Pete...
if you can't see it, quit.
Climb back on that
surfboard of yours
and make room for
somebody who can.
Eyes on the road, luv.
Oh-ho, that's not an
easy thing to do, ma'am.
A mighty pretty view.
What do I do now,
jump in the back seat?
(laughs) Oh, this is going
to be a swinging day!
(phone buzzing)
Three-two-six.
Uh, yes, sir. W...
Well, you... see, I'm way
out at the beach.
Yes, sir, I understand.
Oyster House, 2:30.
Yes, sir, I got it.
Bye.
Problems?
Business. Sorry.
That's all right.
There'll be other days.
You better believe it.
Where are you going?
I'm going to get my swim.
You're not mad, are you?
Of course not.
Make your dollar so
we can go spend it.
Don't worry about me,
'cause I'll get a lift home.
Yeah, I bet you will.
Bye-bye.
Bye.
That was a short date.
Listen, there's
something happening
at the Oyster House at 2:30.
Do you think the Captain can
make some fast arrangements?
I think the Captain
can do anything.
Hi. Hello.
You going to be long, sir?
No, I don't think so.
No, thank you.
Sorry, sir.
I'm afraid I don't quite
understand the game, Mr. Graves.
I didn't care for
whoever it was that
made that phone call.
And I don't
particularly like you.
But you're here, aren't you?
That can be remedied.
Oh, excuse me, sir.
I, uh... think you dropped this.
You know I didn't.
A man never really
knows till he looks inside.
A man couldn't hardly
get elected dogcatcher
with that kind of publicity.
Could he?
You hold onto those, Mr. Sutton.
There's plenty more
where they came from.
You'll be contacted.
Oh, and, uh, Mr. Sutton?
You may as well
get used to paying.
Good day, sir.
Yes, sir, I just left him.
Oh, it's no sweat.
He's scared to death.
Yes, sir.
All right, bye.
♪ ♪
(engine starts)
(mouthing words)
But you couldn't see
what was inside the wallet?
No chance.
But it wasn't good news, though.
Sutton looked like
he'd been clubbed.
Home sweet pad. Want to come in?
No thanks, Julie.
I just got some new
psychedelic curtains.
How are you on a ladder?
Mind if we take a rain check?
Yeah, sure, when it rains.
Man, is she a kick
with that apartment.
A room and a half.
Means more to
her than that, man.
Do you two talk a lot?
Sure.
Comes easier with me.
How's she gonna
talk to a cat like you
ain't never had less than
14 rooms to swing in?
Someday you and
me will talk about that.
When you're ready.
(sighs): Linc...
what was it like for her?
It was a bad scene.
Mama swung pretty good.
One-night stands?
Julie couldn't go
it, so she cut out.
Where is her mother now?
Who knows?
She calls when
the goin' gets slow.
Julie?
She cries a lot.
For a cop.
(knocking at door)
Hi.
It's a shame you had to
cut out, the water was wild.
Beau?
Hey-hey-hey,
that's sacred ground.
Well, tell Mother what you want.
L.A.P.D.
Barnes, Julie.
(compact rattles)
Officer...
(gasps)
Well, well.
(slaps)
(grunting)
(grunting continues)
(Beau grunts)
Don't, baby, it's all right.
It's going to be all right.
I was so scared.
Who wouldn't have been?
I'd better call in.
The cover's blown.
Captain won't be happy.
What choice did we have?
Are you sure you're all right?
Pete, why did you come back?
(laughs)
Your work clothes.
You left 'em in the car.
All right, talk fast before
those other kids wander over.
Anything more on Beau Graves?
Well, he kept saying,
"Yes, sir" and "No, sir"
into the car phone.
You can believe it,
he was taking orders.
So he's an errand boy.
With an $8,000 set of wheels?
So what? I know a cat on
welfare who's got a bigger one.
ADAM: Whatever he is, he
has something big enough
to scare a man who
might be our next governor.
Blackmail?
I say yes, Sutton says no.
I just left him. He
admits to the meeting
with Graves.
Says he was just
looking for a job.
You believe that, Captain?
I believe we're on to something.
Too many people running scared.
We may come up with
Wheeler's killer, or we may not.
But for now it's the
only game in town.
There must be someplace
we can get a toehold.
ADAM: Yeah, one, just one.
Isn't that right, Pete?
Tina, right?
There's nobody else,
and the clock is running.
We've got Beau incommunicado.
In 24 hours, he's out on
bail and your cover's broken.
TINA: You never
used to pry, Pete.
I've got to.
It's important.
Okay, what do you want to know?
You and your
father... What's wrong?
I'm the candidate's daughter.
So?
That's a thing, not a person.
Pete, I love him,
but I've got to be me.
Now, I don't know
what that is exactly,
but I've got to
find out somehow.
Identity.
Yeah.
That's the bag.
And you expect to find
that with Beau Graves?
That's a miserable thing to say.
How well do you know him?
I told you.
We had a few dates.
And the LSD, he suggested it?
I was depressed. He said it
would give me some kind of
a little lift. Anyway,
what has this all got to do
with my father?
(sighs)
I think he's trying
to blackmail him.
Sure.
How? With what?
The LSD.
That night.
Look, do you remember
anything about your trip?
No, I, I was so sick.
How could he use it?
He doesn't have any proof.
It would just be his word.
Unless he took pictures.
LINC: That's a big
mistake, old buddy.
Now back off.
Look, if Beau took pictures,
I want a look at his house.
But you're buying
us a bag of trouble.
Not us. Me.
I want both of you to cut out.
Man talks like he's back in
that 14-room house again.
Listen, man, I am sick
of you and that needle.
I blew it once.
It might not work this time,
so I don't want you two in on it.
There's no way to divide
three and come up even.
Now we are in it.
JULIE: Well, that's settled.
But if you want my opinion,
I think we're going
to the wrong place.
What? Well, we're looking
for pictures, right?
Right.
The night that Beau
came into the Panther Pit
and he was carrying
that little airlines flight bag,
he and Durant went
into the "D" room.
"D" as in dark room?
You know, like
in pretty pictures.
♪ ♪
All right, now, if
there's any problem,
hit the horn and take off.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
(tires screeching)
(horn honking)
A private patrol.
The office must be wired.
Now that's the ball game.
You can't leave him.
We can't help him.
"Take off," he said.
We take.
(tires screeching)
(gunshot)
(gunshot)
Let's go, kid.
(phone rings)
Greer.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Well, thank him for me, huh?
Luckier than you deserve.
That was the beach patrol.
They're willing to play ball.
Officially they never saw you.
You were long gone
when they got there.
Lucky me.
Believe it.
Do you realize what Durant
could have thrown at you, huh?
Breaking and entering, a cop?
Why? Why?
Give me one good reason!
Where were your brains?
All of you!
PETE: It was just me.
They had no part of it.
ADAM: Yeah, very noble.
And very stupid.
Look, Captain,
I had those
negatives in my hand!
Five of 'em.
Tina Sutton full of
that drug in space.
And we turned that
beach inside out!
No negatives!
And even if we had them
sitting on that desk
right now, then what?
They were illegally obtained.
Inadmissible!
No way in the world
we could touch Durant now.
He was trying for
a blackmail score.
He may even have killed Wheeler.
But we'll never know.
'Cause you threw the book away
and ad-libbed with both feet.
(buzzer sounding)
Greer!
Barney, it... it
couldn't be helped.
Look, don't do
it, Barney. Don...
Well, at least hold onto
Beau and give me some time.
I'll figure out s...
Sure, Barney.
Sure.
I heard you.
I heard you. I...
Is he turning Beau loose?
In the morning.
There's more, isn't there?
It's out of my hands.
You're off the case.
That badge was getting a
little heavy, anyway, man.
Yeah, too many restrictions.
Look, will you two stop
the Little Orphan Annie bit?
I blew it, I blew it good...
and I took you two down with me.
All right, so we
bombed a little.
The world's not over.
Hey, your cupboard
ain't exactly bare, man.
No offense, Pete.
That's how you think it is, huh?
14 rooms and five baths,
and it's easy
riding all the way?
Well, it ain't exactly
killed nobody yet.
Maybe it's about time
you know it like it is, man.
I don't live there.
I don't live there because
they don't want me there
because I shot down
everything they tried to do for me.
I ripped 'em apart
because everything
always had to be my way.
Not just
anti-establishment, man.
Anti everything.
I didn't leave
that solid comfort.
I was kicked out.
I can't say that I blame them.
Hey, let's face it, man.
We're all in the same bag.
We've all been kicked out.
This... This job
is the first time we ever
really belonged to anything.
Isn't that what it's all about?
(sighs)
Hey, are we heading
for the beach?
(laughs)
And another loser.
Tina.
Figure we might
as well fill her in.
The negative's gone,
there's no reason
for her Dad to pay off anymore.
Might even start them
talking to one another.
DURANT: Oh, sure,
half a million! Gone!
Well, maybe it's just as well.
(liquid pouring)
I haven't slept an
hour since you ki...
(slams glass down)
Since that cop got killed.
He was at Tina's front door.
What was I supposed to do?
Let him walk in on that
picture-taking session?
Let him go through our files?
And all the others?
The whole operation?
Well, at least it's over. Over?!
If that beach bum can pull this,
do you think we can trust him
to keep his mouth
shut about the cop?
Then what?
What do we do?
Frank...
let's run.
How?
(chuckles)
This...
(laughs)
This barn on our hands.
No traveling money!
Wait a minute!
(laughing)
Wait a minute!
We've got something to sell.
(knocking)
PETE: Tina?
(knocking)
(phone buzzing)
SUTTON: No, no, I
haven't heard from her, Pete.
But I'm sure... She's all right?
Mr. Sutton, I told you
what her place looked like.
Oh, Pete, aren't you
reading too much into it?
I mean, she may
have just left in a hurry.
Her car is still in the garage.
Well, I'm sure there's a
very simple explanation.
Mr. Sutton, we both
know what's happening.
Now, let me call the police.
No! Please, Pete, for God sakes,
stay out of it, will you?
Please!
You'll get her killed.
Did he admit she was kidnapped?
No, sir, but he's scared
to death, coming apart.
Can't proceed
without his complaint.
Well, maybe you can't, but I
am practically a private citizen.
Settle down now!
How?
Look, before it
was only blackmail,
and now it's Tina's
life, and it's my fault!
I forced it!
Pete, will you
listen? Sit tight!
I'll send a couple of men
over to watch the house.
Captain, if they spot cops,
she's dead.
Pete!
Captain, your own words.
Who is going to suspect kids?
Now, isn't that the reason
you started the squad
in the first place?
Yeah, better set up a cover.
Yes, sir.
It's already set up.
Uh-oh, quittin' time.
(engine starting)
(bell dinging)
(bumpers clattering)
(crowd chatter)
(bells dinging)
(bells dinging)
(bumpers clacking)
(bells dinging,
bumpers clattering)
(bells dinging,
bumpers clacking)
(bus slows)
(bus engine idling)
(bells dinging)
10-12 to W6-zero, 10-12 W6-zero.
PETE: W6-zero.
Pete, Captain Greer.
We're on our way.
We should be
there in ten minutes.
(horns honking)
Captain, don't come here.
Wiley's leaving.
Keep your channel open.
(engine starting)
ADAM (garbled):
10-12, W6-zero...
10-12, W6-zero...
W6-zero to 10-12.
Captain?
(static-filled transmission)
W6-zero to 10-12.
Captain!
(static-filled transmission)
I blew it. We're out
of frequency range.
Well, let's not lose him, too.
♪ ♪
PETE: End of the line.
Yeah. They must
have her in there.
Look, about a mile back,
we passed a couple of places.
Get to a phone
and call the captain
and tell him where we are.
And hurry.
Be careful, Pete.
You, too.
With our luck, she'll
probably get lost.
(footsteps running)
LINC: Man, what a pad.
Yeah, if you're a zombie.
Man, I hope the
captain gets here.
(panting): Ah, Pete, cool it.
The man will show.
(panting): You
wait better than I do.
Hmm?
I said you wait
better than I do.
It comes easy.
Take that big empty
no love house you hate.
Well, mine was a different go.
A full house.
Three rooms and 13 people.
Wall-to-wall people.
That means wait.
For everything.
Food, the bathroom,
my hand-me-downs.
(laughing)
Yeah.
Yeah, I know how to wait.
Hey, looks like
they're getting ready
to take off. We better move.
Hey, we could get her killed.
Now they've got the loot,
maybe they'll turn her loose.
You believe that, man?
Let's go!
(men grunting)
(gunshots)
Hey, take her that way.
I'll be fine.
♪ ♪
(groans)
♪ ♪
(loud thud)
(grunting)
(distant siren wailing)
Hurry!
Linc is still inside.
Hey, sure is an awful
lot of noise around here.
Where are they?
Durant's in the chapel.
But he'll wait.
Wiley, too, asleep in the hall.
Weiss, Roy, Joe.
Everyone in one piece?
Tina's pretty shook up.
We better get her home.
Right this way, please.
They'll take you home.
I'd like to go to my father's.
They'll take you.
How's the girl, Thompson?
Harris took her home, Captain.
Get me an ambulance
will you, Joe?
Put him and the money in my car.
And get back on
your regular detail.
I thought I told
you to sit still...
not make any plays.
We... we didn't have any choice!
You're lucky she wasn't killed.
You're lucky you
all weren't killed.
What we have here is a
failure to communicate.
The man is very hard to please.
Too hard!
I don't know about you,
but, man, I have had it!
(squawking)
LINC: That's the way to travel.
Every day's the same.
No worries about Sunday.
So next time around, be a gull.
Everything closed.
Can't even get a hamburger.
It was your idea to come here.
It's a bummer.
I'll tell you what,
I'll sell you
Sunday real cheap.
Sorry.
I've got a closet full of them.
Those gulls friends of yours?
Just some fishermen we know.
Wiley and Graves
admitted everything.
Extortion, kidnapping...
and Wheeler's murder.
Have a little irony?
They didn't have
to kill Wheeler.
He was just being a nice
cop, keeping an eye on Tina
as a favor to her dad.
He didn't even know
what was going on.
You didn't file a
report, finish up.
We thought we were finished.
That's the trouble with you
kids today, you think too much.
Well...
See you Monday?
If you want...
I want.
PETE: Captain...
how did you know we'd be here?
I'm a cop.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
(tires screech)
(music playing)
(siren wails)
(crowd booing, murmuring)
Off the bikes.
Why, what did we
do, run a red light?
(laughing)
Off the bikes.
Bikes are made
for riding, Daddy.
(crowd cheering)
Not here, not here.
Not this time of night.
(crowd groans)
Now...
we take you or the bikes.
Hey, dig the police brutality.
(crowd murmuring)
Really. Get it on.
You got one
minute to break it up.
Well, now it's this way, master.
Some days a man just don't
feel like picking the cotton
or giving up his
wheels, Captain.
(cheering, applause)
One minute.
A little respect, man.
'Cause we pay the taxes
that bake your bread.
(crowd cheering)
(horn honks) You called it.
Let's take 'em.
(crowd booing)
Hey, the man's
really uptight, people.
It's a bum trip, citizens.
A cat just ain't safe on
the street these days.
(crowd murmuring)
(loud, overlapping crowd
chatter and shouting)
(shouting and chatter continue)
MAN: You... name?
Who's name?
Your name or my name, a
white name or a black name?
Name.
Hayes. First name.
(high-pitched): Lincoln!
Where do you live?
The place, baby.
The garden spot
of the world... Watts.
What do you do?
Well, I carry... kerosene.
For what?
Burning, baby, burning.
Julie Barnes.
No address, Julie. How come?
It's a big world.
You got to go
where it's happening.
An address!
Where does your mother live?
San Francisco.
Yeah. Doing what? Working.
Where? What street?
Pick one.
Pete Cochran, Beverly Hills.
What's a rich kid doing
running with crumbs?
Just lucky, I guess.
Punks.
All mouth.
No, not all mouth.
There's a little soul.
Now, Captain, your time is up.
You either book
me or turn me loose.
(sing-songy): Illegal
search and seizure.
Okay, fellas, we'll
take it from here.
You blew it!
Stunk it up!
You, with the big mouth.
You with that Uncle Tom bit.
And you...
Police brutality?
Come on! I made a deal with you,
and I expect you
to see it through.
All the way.
Now, you know
how these kids act.
You've been there.
Now, the whole idea was to
meld in with them, not stand out.
Yeah, you stand out.
You might as well
wear your badges!
I mean, tell 'em your cops!
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
(grunts)
(grunts)
(grunting)
(grunts)
MAN: Congratulations.
You're dead again.
All right, you're next.
I had it last time.
What happened?
Tell him, Bog.
All right, let's start
with your balance.
One, two, three!
Julie!
Um... male Caucasian.
Um, medium build.
Uh, five foot, eleven,
to, uh, six feet.
Um...
fair complexion...
and gray hair.
Did he have a tie?
No tie. Color of eyes?
Eyes, eyes.
Come on, Julie, come on.
Blue eyes! Right.
Your instincts are
good. Trust them.
(soft clicking)
(loud click)
(alarm ringing)
(alarm stops)
You're under arrest.
I know, Captain.
I should have
checked for wires first.
Right, and don't ever forget it.
Well, if I don't make it here,
at least I got a trade.
CAPTAIN: Can you hear me?
ALL: Yeah.
All right, this is
another survival test.
When that tarp goes up,
you'll be in a lot of trouble.
Now, get out of it
any way you can.
Ready?
As ready as we'll ever be.
(tires squeal)
(tires screeching)
(laughs)
How did we do?
Oh, not bad.
A few scrapes and
bruises, but you'll live.
JULIE: Oh, sure!
If you call this living.
(groans)
(sighs)
All right, take five
and get back to it.
Let me see some
results this time.
(sighs)
(door opens)
Mod Squad, huh?
Yeah.
What made you think of it?
Kids.
All those kids you and I have
busted, Wheeler.
All those lonely, angry kids.
Well, like them.
Not hoods, just kids trying
to elbow into the world.
Looking to grab onto something,
to belong.
And I picked the right three.
Oh, they're doing just great.
You didn't give that impression
in there, Mr. Tough Cop.
And that's why
they're doing great.
Say, dinner tonight?
Um, oh, I can't.
Uh, I got something to do.
Well, good, I'll do it with you.
Sorry, Adam.
Not this time.
(engine starting)
(upbeat rock music plays)
♪ I can bring the sun up ♪
♪ Yes, and I can light the sky ♪
♪ I got no time
to love my girl ♪
♪ Only I can justify ♪
♪ Your girl, she gonna cry, oh ♪
♪ Your girl, she gonna cry ♪
♪ No, not if I
can help it, love ♪
♪ My girl's not gonna cry... ♪
Hello, Lieutenant.
Can I buy you a drink?
No, thanks.
Uh, you know my
partner, Cliff Wiley.
Lieutenant Wheeler. Hi.
Is this a raid, or do
you dig the sound?
From a distance.
From a long, long
distance.
I'm looking for a girl.
A, uh, Tina Williams.
Oh, uh, no trouble I hope?
WHEELER: Just a chat.
She was here.
Or was that last night?
You know, after
a while, the kids
all look alike.
She lives just up the beach.
I'll try there.
See you later... Wiley, Durant.
♪ I can give the moon its
light and I can turn the tide ♪
♪ I got no time
to love my girl ♪
♪ Only I can justify ♪
♪ Your girl, she gonna cry, oh ♪
♪ Your girl, she gonna cry ♪
♪ Oh, not if I
can help it, love ♪
♪ My girl's not gonna cry... ♪
♪ ♪
No, absolutely not.
Barney!
And that's final.
Barney, be reasonable.
Adam, Wheeler's dead.
I'm turning on the juice
in the whole department,
so don't bug me
with your Mod Squad.
All right, quit making them
sound like poor relations.
They're kids. Just
kids on probation.
And that's why you've
got to give them a chance.
Look, I know what they
were before I busted them.
And what they can go back
to being if this doesn't work out.
And just remember, they
didn't volunteer for this job.
I pushed them into it.
Yes, and I still think
it was a mistake.
Barney, time's change,
and a cop had better
change with them.
They can get into a
thousand places that we can't.
All right, all right.
But start 'em out
on something easy.
Lush rollers, parking
tickets, whatever.
But not on a cop kill!
No, right now, because
of the way Wheeler died.
The zip gun, the
area, the painted face.
The whole thing screams kids.
Come on, Barney, let
me turn 'em loose now.
While it's still hot.
There they are,
Wheeler's rap sheets.
Do anything for you?
What was he working on?
That's just the
problem, nothing.
He was unassigned.
Haven't you got an easy one?
Yeah, we're just children.
How about it, anybody?
Julie?
No.
Him.
I know him.
He's yours.
Now, wait a minute,
man, he's a soul brother.
Tough.
I don't fink on soul brothers.
You're not a fink.
Wheeler, now he
was a soul brother, too.
You got something there, Pete?
I'm not sure.
This one looks familiar.
No name.
No rap sheet.
I think I can find her.
Get on it.
Remember you get a foot
in the door, you kick it open.
Now how did we get into this?
Deal's a deal, not much choice.
Besides, it beats
walking the streets.
Yeah, well that's what I hear.
So long, cops.
(grunting)
Oh, you're hooking good, Cully!
Now, dig, a little
more leverage.
Make them forget about
Sugar Ray, right, Linc?
What's the matter, baby?
Why the heckles?
Something bugging you?
You, man.
Every time you come around
you want a buck or a favor.
Now lay it on me,
daddy, and split.
Hey, dig, Cully.
Hey, there is something, man.
Hey, you read about a fuzz
get it at the beach last night?
Name of Wheeler.
I read.
You got a part of that?
Oh, you flipped
out, man? Not me.
But only I ain't got
no alibi for the time.
And this Wheeler busted me once.
You need a little cover.
You're right on the money.
Now, if anybody asks your body
I was with you
every minute, dig?
Hey, you flipped out, Cully?
You get nothing from me, man.
Nothing!
'Cause you're nothing.
Wheeler was a man.
He busted me, too,
and he had every right
to let me go down
the drain but he didn't.
Him and that Captain Greer,
they dragged me in here
and laced gloves on me
and paid a man to teach me.
Out of their own pockets.
Cop money.
Whitey's money.
Now I got me a trade.
And it feels good.
So don't you come
crying around here
talking about no cover!
All I want is three minutes
with the cat that killed him.
Linc, baby.
It better not be you.
You dig?
Solid, Cully.
Oh, hi.
Any luck?
Well I got me a job
at the Panther
Pit starting tonight.
That's the last place
that Wheeler was seen.
Groovy.
Uh, how about that girl?
The one you recognized?
I'll get to it.
When?
Look, do you get paid
extra to ride my back?
No, I just get paid
what you get paid.
Julie...
that's her pad.
Who is she?
Tina.
Tina?
Tina.
One name, like in Twiggy?
For now.
Okay.
Hey, looks like your
friend has a friend.
Now that's your job.
What do you mean?
His mug shot was
in Wheeler's file.
Fourth from the bottom.
Hey you really
eat this stuff up,
don't you?
So long...
officer.
Hey, you going to town?
Yeah, sure.
Hop in.
(knocking)
Tina?
(moaning)
Tina.
Operator, I need a doctor.
Yes, it's an emergency.
(moaning)
Feel better?
Thank you.
Will that take
care of it, doctor?
You kids...
don't you ever listen?
Don't you ever learn?
Don't you know what
this stuff does to you?
How old is she... 18, 19?
20.
What can I do for her?
You want her to make
21, without brain damage?
Don't ever let her
touch LSD again.
Where did you come from?
Around...
I wasn't even sure it was you.
The nameplate on the door...
How's your family?
Your father?
Poor Pete...
just trying to keep it casual...
not wanting to hurt me.
Oh, I'm sorry!
Hey...
it's gonna be all right.
Pete, you know
I've never lied to you.
That stuff I took...
Yeah?
It was the first time.
How do I make you believe that?
Just tell me it was the last.
It's a gas you'll flip.
A dollar and a half.
Ready when you are.
I'm ready right now, baby.
Bye.
♪ I said to myself get
me out of this place ♪
Now don't you go away, Mama.
Anything?
Negative.
That's a small inside joke.
Very.
Linc?
Did Pete ever talk
about a girl named Tina?
Not to me.
Not about her...
or anything else.
Find out for me, will you Linc?
Ah, no, old African proverb:
Cat who provide
shoulder to cry on,
wind up with shrunken
suit and no friends.
Know something?
Hmm? You're a phony.
Now ain't that the model-truth?
Excuse me.
♪ It was a bad,
bad, bad-bad day ♪
Oh, Mr. Durant?
Uh, may I speak to
you for a second, sir?
Oh, yeah sure, Beau,
why don't you
wait in the D room?
I have to make a
phone call. Yes sir.
♪ Just like there's
a man in the moon ♪
♪ It was a bad day ♪
You better split here
comes my pigeon.
♪ It was a bad day ♪
Well, well, well.
Hi. Hi.
You never mentioned
that you were working here.
It's temporary.
The regular chick is sick.
Oh.
Do you come here much, Beau?
From now on.
That's a promise.
Well, bye for now, pretty Julie.
(car door opens)
(waves crashing)
TINA: To what do I
owe the honor, daddy?
Shall I bow, genuflect, what?
Tina...
does it always
have to be like this?
Pete called you, didn't he?
What did he tell you, Daddy?
Well, he...
thought that you needed me,
that you might want to talk.
We aren't very good
at that, are we, Daddy?
SUTTON (on tape): I want
you to come home, Tina.
TINA (on tape): For what?
To pose for a family portrait
of candidate Jonathan Sutton
and his lovely,
well-adjusted family?
SUTTON (on tape): Tina, Tina...
TINA: A picture
like that is worth
how many votes, Governor?
SUTTON: Good-bye, Tina.
(door opens and closes on tape)
(Tina sobbing on tape)
(recorder clicks off)
Got anything to say?
Just don't blow
your mind, Captain.
Don't give me any of your
street mouth, you punk!
A cop is dead!
A friend of mine.
Hey, take it easy, Captain.
Shut up!
Look, Pete, you knew who she was
the minute you saw
those mug shots.
Not Tina Williams,
but Tina Sutton.
Jonathan Sutton's daughter.
You knew and you
covered for her... why?
Just seemed like
the right thing to do.
Not good enough.
All right, Captain,
I'll tell you one time.
And you can put the boot to
me if you want, it's your foot.
You laid the ground rules.
You told us a hundred times
that you weren't buying
kids to fink on kids.
Right? And the first
crack out of the box,
there's Tina. Now
I grew up with her.
I went to school with her.
Suddenly there
she is, full of acid!
And misery.
Maybe she did have a
part of that cop's death,
and maybe not!
What was I supposed
to do, Captain?
Who do I owe? You?
Them?
What is it, the instant loyalty?
You better believe it.
And Pete...
if you can't see it, quit.
Climb back on that
surfboard of yours
and make room for
somebody who can.
Eyes on the road, luv.
Oh-ho, that's not an
easy thing to do, ma'am.
A mighty pretty view.
What do I do now,
jump in the back seat?
(laughs) Oh, this is going
to be a swinging day!
(phone buzzing)
Three-two-six.
Uh, yes, sir. W...
Well, you... see, I'm way
out at the beach.
Yes, sir, I understand.
Oyster House, 2:30.
Yes, sir, I got it.
Bye.
Problems?
Business. Sorry.
That's all right.
There'll be other days.
You better believe it.
Where are you going?
I'm going to get my swim.
You're not mad, are you?
Of course not.
Make your dollar so
we can go spend it.
Don't worry about me,
'cause I'll get a lift home.
Yeah, I bet you will.
Bye-bye.
Bye.
That was a short date.
Listen, there's
something happening
at the Oyster House at 2:30.
Do you think the Captain can
make some fast arrangements?
I think the Captain
can do anything.
Hi. Hello.
You going to be long, sir?
No, I don't think so.
No, thank you.
Sorry, sir.
I'm afraid I don't quite
understand the game, Mr. Graves.
I didn't care for
whoever it was that
made that phone call.
And I don't
particularly like you.
But you're here, aren't you?
That can be remedied.
Oh, excuse me, sir.
I, uh... think you dropped this.
You know I didn't.
A man never really
knows till he looks inside.
A man couldn't hardly
get elected dogcatcher
with that kind of publicity.
Could he?
You hold onto those, Mr. Sutton.
There's plenty more
where they came from.
You'll be contacted.
Oh, and, uh, Mr. Sutton?
You may as well
get used to paying.
Good day, sir.
Yes, sir, I just left him.
Oh, it's no sweat.
He's scared to death.
Yes, sir.
All right, bye.
♪ ♪
(engine starts)
(mouthing words)
But you couldn't see
what was inside the wallet?
No chance.
But it wasn't good news, though.
Sutton looked like
he'd been clubbed.
Home sweet pad. Want to come in?
No thanks, Julie.
I just got some new
psychedelic curtains.
How are you on a ladder?
Mind if we take a rain check?
Yeah, sure, when it rains.
Man, is she a kick
with that apartment.
A room and a half.
Means more to
her than that, man.
Do you two talk a lot?
Sure.
Comes easier with me.
How's she gonna
talk to a cat like you
ain't never had less than
14 rooms to swing in?
Someday you and
me will talk about that.
When you're ready.
(sighs): Linc...
what was it like for her?
It was a bad scene.
Mama swung pretty good.
One-night stands?
Julie couldn't go
it, so she cut out.
Where is her mother now?
Who knows?
She calls when
the goin' gets slow.
Julie?
She cries a lot.
For a cop.
(knocking at door)
Hi.
It's a shame you had to
cut out, the water was wild.
Beau?
Hey-hey-hey,
that's sacred ground.
Well, tell Mother what you want.
L.A.P.D.
Barnes, Julie.
(compact rattles)
Officer...
(gasps)
Well, well.
(slaps)
(grunting)
(grunting continues)
(Beau grunts)
Don't, baby, it's all right.
It's going to be all right.
I was so scared.
Who wouldn't have been?
I'd better call in.
The cover's blown.
Captain won't be happy.
What choice did we have?
Are you sure you're all right?
Pete, why did you come back?
(laughs)
Your work clothes.
You left 'em in the car.
All right, talk fast before
those other kids wander over.
Anything more on Beau Graves?
Well, he kept saying,
"Yes, sir" and "No, sir"
into the car phone.
You can believe it,
he was taking orders.
So he's an errand boy.
With an $8,000 set of wheels?
So what? I know a cat on
welfare who's got a bigger one.
ADAM: Whatever he is, he
has something big enough
to scare a man who
might be our next governor.
Blackmail?
I say yes, Sutton says no.
I just left him. He
admits to the meeting
with Graves.
Says he was just
looking for a job.
You believe that, Captain?
I believe we're on to something.
Too many people running scared.
We may come up with
Wheeler's killer, or we may not.
But for now it's the
only game in town.
There must be someplace
we can get a toehold.
ADAM: Yeah, one, just one.
Isn't that right, Pete?
Tina, right?
There's nobody else,
and the clock is running.
We've got Beau incommunicado.
In 24 hours, he's out on
bail and your cover's broken.
TINA: You never
used to pry, Pete.
I've got to.
It's important.
Okay, what do you want to know?
You and your
father... What's wrong?
I'm the candidate's daughter.
So?
That's a thing, not a person.
Pete, I love him,
but I've got to be me.
Now, I don't know
what that is exactly,
but I've got to
find out somehow.
Identity.
Yeah.
That's the bag.
And you expect to find
that with Beau Graves?
That's a miserable thing to say.
How well do you know him?
I told you.
We had a few dates.
And the LSD, he suggested it?
I was depressed. He said it
would give me some kind of
a little lift. Anyway,
what has this all got to do
with my father?
(sighs)
I think he's trying
to blackmail him.
Sure.
How? With what?
The LSD.
That night.
Look, do you remember
anything about your trip?
No, I, I was so sick.
How could he use it?
He doesn't have any proof.
It would just be his word.
Unless he took pictures.
LINC: That's a big
mistake, old buddy.
Now back off.
Look, if Beau took pictures,
I want a look at his house.
But you're buying
us a bag of trouble.
Not us. Me.
I want both of you to cut out.
Man talks like he's back in
that 14-room house again.
Listen, man, I am sick
of you and that needle.
I blew it once.
It might not work this time,
so I don't want you two in on it.
There's no way to divide
three and come up even.
Now we are in it.
JULIE: Well, that's settled.
But if you want my opinion,
I think we're going
to the wrong place.
What? Well, we're looking
for pictures, right?
Right.
The night that Beau
came into the Panther Pit
and he was carrying
that little airlines flight bag,
he and Durant went
into the "D" room.
"D" as in dark room?
You know, like
in pretty pictures.
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All right, now, if
there's any problem,
hit the horn and take off.
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(tires screeching)
(horn honking)
A private patrol.
The office must be wired.
Now that's the ball game.
You can't leave him.
We can't help him.
"Take off," he said.
We take.
(tires screeching)
(gunshot)
(gunshot)
Let's go, kid.
(phone rings)
Greer.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Well, thank him for me, huh?
Luckier than you deserve.
That was the beach patrol.
They're willing to play ball.
Officially they never saw you.
You were long gone
when they got there.
Lucky me.
Believe it.
Do you realize what Durant
could have thrown at you, huh?
Breaking and entering, a cop?
Why? Why?
Give me one good reason!
Where were your brains?
All of you!
PETE: It was just me.
They had no part of it.
ADAM: Yeah, very noble.
And very stupid.
Look, Captain,
I had those
negatives in my hand!
Five of 'em.
Tina Sutton full of
that drug in space.
And we turned that
beach inside out!
No negatives!
And even if we had them
sitting on that desk
right now, then what?
They were illegally obtained.
Inadmissible!
No way in the world
we could touch Durant now.
He was trying for
a blackmail score.
He may even have killed Wheeler.
But we'll never know.
'Cause you threw the book away
and ad-libbed with both feet.
(buzzer sounding)
Greer!
Barney, it... it
couldn't be helped.
Look, don't do
it, Barney. Don...
Well, at least hold onto
Beau and give me some time.
I'll figure out s...
Sure, Barney.
Sure.
I heard you.
I heard you. I...
Is he turning Beau loose?
In the morning.
There's more, isn't there?
It's out of my hands.
You're off the case.
That badge was getting a
little heavy, anyway, man.
Yeah, too many restrictions.
Look, will you two stop
the Little Orphan Annie bit?
I blew it, I blew it good...
and I took you two down with me.
All right, so we
bombed a little.
The world's not over.
Hey, your cupboard
ain't exactly bare, man.
No offense, Pete.
That's how you think it is, huh?
14 rooms and five baths,
and it's easy
riding all the way?
Well, it ain't exactly
killed nobody yet.
Maybe it's about time
you know it like it is, man.
I don't live there.
I don't live there because
they don't want me there
because I shot down
everything they tried to do for me.
I ripped 'em apart
because everything
always had to be my way.
Not just
anti-establishment, man.
Anti everything.
I didn't leave
that solid comfort.
I was kicked out.
I can't say that I blame them.
Hey, let's face it, man.
We're all in the same bag.
We've all been kicked out.
This... This job
is the first time we ever
really belonged to anything.
Isn't that what it's all about?
(sighs)
Hey, are we heading
for the beach?
(laughs)
And another loser.
Tina.
Figure we might
as well fill her in.
The negative's gone,
there's no reason
for her Dad to pay off anymore.
Might even start them
talking to one another.
DURANT: Oh, sure,
half a million! Gone!
Well, maybe it's just as well.
(liquid pouring)
I haven't slept an
hour since you ki...
(slams glass down)
Since that cop got killed.
He was at Tina's front door.
What was I supposed to do?
Let him walk in on that
picture-taking session?
Let him go through our files?
And all the others?
The whole operation?
Well, at least it's over. Over?!
If that beach bum can pull this,
do you think we can trust him
to keep his mouth
shut about the cop?
Then what?
What do we do?
Frank...
let's run.
How?
(chuckles)
This...
(laughs)
This barn on our hands.
No traveling money!
Wait a minute!
(laughing)
Wait a minute!
We've got something to sell.
(knocking)
PETE: Tina?
(knocking)
(phone buzzing)
SUTTON: No, no, I
haven't heard from her, Pete.
But I'm sure... She's all right?
Mr. Sutton, I told you
what her place looked like.
Oh, Pete, aren't you
reading too much into it?
I mean, she may
have just left in a hurry.
Her car is still in the garage.
Well, I'm sure there's a
very simple explanation.
Mr. Sutton, we both
know what's happening.
Now, let me call the police.
No! Please, Pete, for God sakes,
stay out of it, will you?
Please!
You'll get her killed.
Did he admit she was kidnapped?
No, sir, but he's scared
to death, coming apart.
Can't proceed
without his complaint.
Well, maybe you can't, but I
am practically a private citizen.
Settle down now!
How?
Look, before it
was only blackmail,
and now it's Tina's
life, and it's my fault!
I forced it!
Pete, will you
listen? Sit tight!
I'll send a couple of men
over to watch the house.
Captain, if they spot cops,
she's dead.
Pete!
Captain, your own words.
Who is going to suspect kids?
Now, isn't that the reason
you started the squad
in the first place?
Yeah, better set up a cover.
Yes, sir.
It's already set up.
Uh-oh, quittin' time.
(engine starting)
(bell dinging)
(bumpers clattering)
(crowd chatter)
(bells dinging)
(bells dinging)
(bumpers clacking)
(bells dinging,
bumpers clattering)
(bells dinging,
bumpers clacking)
(bus slows)
(bus engine idling)
(bells dinging)
10-12 to W6-zero, 10-12 W6-zero.
PETE: W6-zero.
Pete, Captain Greer.
We're on our way.
We should be
there in ten minutes.
(horns honking)
Captain, don't come here.
Wiley's leaving.
Keep your channel open.
(engine starting)
ADAM (garbled):
10-12, W6-zero...
10-12, W6-zero...
W6-zero to 10-12.
Captain?
(static-filled transmission)
W6-zero to 10-12.
Captain!
(static-filled transmission)
I blew it. We're out
of frequency range.
Well, let's not lose him, too.
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PETE: End of the line.
Yeah. They must
have her in there.
Look, about a mile back,
we passed a couple of places.
Get to a phone
and call the captain
and tell him where we are.
And hurry.
Be careful, Pete.
You, too.
With our luck, she'll
probably get lost.
(footsteps running)
LINC: Man, what a pad.
Yeah, if you're a zombie.
Man, I hope the
captain gets here.
(panting): Ah, Pete, cool it.
The man will show.
(panting): You
wait better than I do.
Hmm?
I said you wait
better than I do.
It comes easy.
Take that big empty
no love house you hate.
Well, mine was a different go.
A full house.
Three rooms and 13 people.
Wall-to-wall people.
That means wait.
For everything.
Food, the bathroom,
my hand-me-downs.
(laughing)
Yeah.
Yeah, I know how to wait.
Hey, looks like
they're getting ready
to take off. We better move.
Hey, we could get her killed.
Now they've got the loot,
maybe they'll turn her loose.
You believe that, man?
Let's go!
(men grunting)
(gunshots)
Hey, take her that way.
I'll be fine.
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(groans)
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(loud thud)
(grunting)
(distant siren wailing)
Hurry!
Linc is still inside.
Hey, sure is an awful
lot of noise around here.
Where are they?
Durant's in the chapel.
But he'll wait.
Wiley, too, asleep in the hall.
Weiss, Roy, Joe.
Everyone in one piece?
Tina's pretty shook up.
We better get her home.
Right this way, please.
They'll take you home.
I'd like to go to my father's.
They'll take you.
How's the girl, Thompson?
Harris took her home, Captain.
Get me an ambulance
will you, Joe?
Put him and the money in my car.
And get back on
your regular detail.
I thought I told
you to sit still...
not make any plays.
We... we didn't have any choice!
You're lucky she wasn't killed.
You're lucky you
all weren't killed.
What we have here is a
failure to communicate.
The man is very hard to please.
Too hard!
I don't know about you,
but, man, I have had it!
(squawking)
LINC: That's the way to travel.
Every day's the same.
No worries about Sunday.
So next time around, be a gull.
Everything closed.
Can't even get a hamburger.
It was your idea to come here.
It's a bummer.
I'll tell you what,
I'll sell you
Sunday real cheap.
Sorry.
I've got a closet full of them.
Those gulls friends of yours?
Just some fishermen we know.
Wiley and Graves
admitted everything.
Extortion, kidnapping...
and Wheeler's murder.
Have a little irony?
They didn't have
to kill Wheeler.
He was just being a nice
cop, keeping an eye on Tina
as a favor to her dad.
He didn't even know
what was going on.
You didn't file a
report, finish up.
We thought we were finished.
That's the trouble with you
kids today, you think too much.
Well...
See you Monday?
If you want...
I want.
PETE: Captain...
how did you know we'd be here?
I'm a cop.
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