Police Woman (1974–1978): Season 3, Episode 12 - Once a Snitch - full transcript
(explodes)
- It would take more
than that to scare us off,
believe me, country boy.
- Yes, I remember her.
Snitch.
- But you couldn't
take me for what I was,
so now you've climbed
your ladder to the top, chief,
and I'm still scratching
for it on the street.
- Take the rooftops, move out!
- And P.J., why don't
you clean up your jail
before you try to
clean up the city.
- Hey!
- End of the road, come on.
Now we're really
gonna have some fun.
- Hold it, police!
- Hold it, don't touch it.
(dramatic music)
(suspenseful music)
- Hello, police?
A man has been shot, murdered.
The Savoy Hotel, yeah.
Hurry.
(gun fires)
(gun firing)
(siren wailing)
- Up the stairs, 209,
the end of the hallway.
- Nothing.
- Gun powder.
A lot of holes in
the walls and ceiling.
- And nobody.
Maybe it's somebody's
idea of a joke.
- Ah, maybe.
What do you say, officer?
- Well sir, the detectives
are on their way anyway.
Possible somebody could've
been shot and moved.
I'd say we give the room
an overhaul just to be safe.
- Well do that.
(suspenseful music)
- Things looking
up a little, chief?
- Well they're acting like pros,
so I would say yes,
things are looking up.
- How about we get
back on the street, huh?
- No, you go on
back, I'll stay here
and look after our detectives
and catch a ride
back with them, okay?
- You're the boss.
Be on your toes,
fellas, the chief's in there
waiting to see if you're
real detectives or not.
- Three months in the big chair
and he's turned the
department upside down.
But only for the better.
- Well, whoever shut the
place up went out the window,
because the door was
blocked with the chair.
(explodes)
- Oh my god.
(phone ringing)
- Sergeant Crowley.
Yes sir.
Yeah sure I remember him.
Let's see.
- Anybody around here
know how to spell mesmerize?
- Mesmerize, what kinda
word is that for a police report?
- Joe, I just asked
if you could spell it.
- Pete.
- This seems to be the
latest thing around here, Pep,
you know, analyze,
realize, pink eyes.
- Well why don't we
harmonize, Peter?
- Let's.
- Let's not.
Thanks anyway, I'll look it up.
- Well, we can ask Crowley,
I mean he's the new expert
around here on mesmerize.
- Are you kidding?
It's his report I'm doing over.
When are you gonna
learn how to spell?
- What, and blow my
chances of making lieutenant?
Hey listen, you remember
a guy named P.J. Johnson?
- Sure, I always remember
the good looking ones.
Robbery, right?
Until he pulled the
pin about a year ago.
- Yeah, well he took a job
as a chief up in San Roble.
Captain just called.
Looks like we're gonna
be helping him out.
- In San Roble?
Doing what?
- Among other things I
guess I'm asking you guys
to keep me from
pushing up daisies.
Take a look over here.
It was dynamite.
Attached to the metal frame
with a magnet right here,
and fused with a
delayed mercury switch.
- P.J., that had to have
been put on the car
after you went into the hotel.
- Right, and whoever did
it thought I'd be in the car
when it detonated.
- But how'd it get there?
You say there were
people all around?
- Pepper, I have no idea.
- Who'd want to off you?
- Who knows?
You know, a new police
chief down around here
doesn't make a lot of friends,
particularly when
the guy preceding him
goes out under a cloud.
- Huh?
- Well now the city council,
they made an investigation,
they found nothing, but
there was a lot of smoke.
- I see.
So he was fired and you bought
yourself a bucket of snakes.
- Right.
And I have been chopping
heads off since I've been sworn in.
- Has that chopping been
on the inside or the outside?
- Inside first.
I started with the vice squad.
Now the old timers
either put a uniform on
or they took a walk.
I got a great new crew,
they're young, but they're green.
- From what I've been
reading in the papers,
they're not doing too bad.
- Listen, they're
putting the pressure on.
This town's never seen so
many hustlers and pushers
and scammers go to jail.
- And that puts the pressure
on the pocketbook, huh?
- That's right.
Tutti Lawson, I think
he's behind the bombing
and I know he controls
the racket in San Roble.
My vice people don't
have the expert teeth
to get into a guy like him.
But listen, we nail Tutti,
and I got myself a clean town.
- Not to mention
breathing again.
- Have you decided how
we're gonna operate?
- You guys are the experts.
Tell me what you need.
- Bill?
- Okay, I see
hitting it two ways.
One, an up front
investigation on the bombing,
the other undercover.
- Sounds good to me.
- P.J., one thing, nobody
knows who's under, okay?
- Who would it be, or
does that include me?
- A couple ladies we both know.
- One of them is Pepper, right?
- Figures.
- Who's the other one?
- You remember the
Black Widow, P.J..
- Yes, I remember her.
Snitch.
Why her?
- I thought you wanted
me to run the store.
- She'll do fine.
- Good.
- And then we just try to
draw attention to ourselves
and have everybody
thinking that we're just
freelancing here in San Roble.
- That shouldn't
be too hard for you.
- We should talk.
And then?
- Then we just see
where it takes us.
- It's your money, honey.
- Uh-uh, the city
of San Roble's,
so you might as well enjoy it.
- You betcha I am.
(light piano music)
- Hey there you
sweet little things.
- Good evening ladies.
- How's about a
couple of country boys
buying y'all a drink, huh?
- Yeah.
- Well you thirsty?
- Yeah, I'd say that'd
be right neighborly, baby.
- Right neighborly, right.
(laughing)
Lois.
- What if they get
some action going?
- Well, why don't we just
wait and see what it might be.
- Benton, just exactly
what did the witness see?
- Well, he was a wino,
so I'll try to quote him.
He crawled down the
fire escape of the hotel,
crossed the street, got into
a car with a hole in the roof.
- Sunroof, yeah.
Did he say what
color the car was?
- Dark.
- Did he get a license number?
- Just the first part, 143.
- Okay.
Thank you Benton.
It's a start.
(laughing)
- Now that was an
old country boy's story.
- You'd be
surprised what a fella
can pick up in the back woods.
- Is it catching?
(laughing)
- She wants to see your rash.
- Hey, Skeeter old
boy, you don't want to go
and scare these
pretty young things off.
- It would take more
than that to scare us off,
believe me, country boy.
- Oh man, we sure did
draw the big pair tonight.
- Yeah, and expensive
too, I'll bet you that.
- Hey, a little discretion, huh?
- Yeah, well let's just
say if you can't afford it,
don't touch it.
- That's right, fellas.
- Well, the best
shape we're in tonight
is buy you a couple rounds.
But maybe you gals
would entertain the idea
of seeing us a little credit.
- If you're looking for
credit, go to a bank.
- What is this, the point
after or the credit union?
- Thanks for the drink,
fellas, nothing personal,
but we gotta go
other hunting grounds.
- Aww we were just
having a little fun here.
- Oh, well you look us up
when the crop comes in.
Sugar pie.
- We'll sure do
that, fritter cake.
- Tutti.
- Now.
- Ah, there it is.
Let's stop for a cup of
coffee and then get on home.
- Yeah, okay.
What I need is a good night...
(chattering)
- Okay, ladies, out of the car.
Come on.
Now we're really gonna
have some fun, sugar.
Police.
I think you might like to
take a little ride with us now,
huh?
Let's go.
(birds chirping)
- Tom.
- Good morning.
- I'd like you to meet
Sergeant Bill Crowley,
Tom Andes, our city manager.
- Mr. Andes.
- Ah yes, Sergeant Crowley.
Say, we appreciate
the help you're giving us.
I've asked the council to
send a letter to your chief.
Very good of him to
lend the assistance.
- We're glad to help, sir.
- Well.
I don't have to tell you,
we want the filth in this town
cleaned up once
and for all, and fast.
P.J. has my full support.
So if there's anything
I can do, anything.
- Well, with an attitude
like that, how can you fail?
- Well Sergeant,
nice meeting you.
Mr. Andes.
Best of luck to both of you.
- Tom.
I don't think you had to
be quite that cautious, Bill,
because Tom Andes is the guy
who influenced the city council
to hire me in the first place.
- Well, we want to keep
a closed hand anyway.
Especially about the girls.
- We should probably
clue our vice squad in.
I don't know how
to tell you this,
but the girls have been our
guests since 10:00 last night.
- Mm mm mm, our
two wayward sisters.
- Hello.
- What is it, girls?
Beginning to like this
life of fun and games
and crimes evil, huh?
- You guys had better cool it.
I'm okay, I been here before.
But the lady
behind me is on fire.
- Well, everything's
all set so we can split.
This is gonna give Mother
Crawley another attack, you know.
- Where is our mother?
- Hi Pep.
(mumbles)
Honey listen.
I'm sorry about the arrest,
but I don't want you to
worry about it, P.J. and I...
- Oh, think nothing of it.
Listen, a girl's gotta
spend the night somewhere.
And P.J., why don't
you clean up your jail
before you try to
clean up the city.
You know how much
I hate to go to jail.
And incidentally,
why don't you have
your vice squad brush up on
what makes a prostitution arrest
and what doesn't.
- I read the reports.
- Illegal arrest.
- Yes.
- Right.
- Listen honey, look
at the bright side now.
Think how happy you
made a couple of vice cops.
- You know I hate to go to jail!
- I know you do, kid.
Yeah.
- [P.J.] Pepper, it's
like Bill said, I'm sorry.
The next time it'll
be all cleaned up.
- Pass.
No next time, not
for me, not for Linda.
- [P.J.] Where is Linda?
- Oh, she's just finishing
up scraping off the grime.
You may go in, she's decent.
- Pep, listen, I got
something I want you
to work on tonight, kid.
- Uh-uh.
I'm working on
nothing until that chief
gets his vice squad
their homework.
I am still itching from
all the bugs, all over.
- How you doing?
- P.J..
Pepper told me it was you
we were working for last night.
Congratulations, chief.
I'm glad you finally made it.
- Are you really?
- It's what you've
always wanted, isn't it?
- Yeah, I guess it is.
Linda, I really appreciate
what you're doing.
I want you to know that.
- Yeah, P.J., well,
I don't appreciate.
Just here for the
bucks, just like always.
- You haven't changed
a bit, have you?
- That's it, babe.
- [P.J.] We had a sweet
thing going at one time.
- But you couldn't
take me for what I was.
So now you've climbed
your ladder to the top, chief,
and I'm still scratching
for it on the street.
So let's leave it
just like that, okay?
- We'll leave it just like that.
Let's go, Bill.
Hey Pep, I'll assign
my vice squad
to the other side of town, okay?
- Fine.
- Thanks for the drink.
Don't be so crabby.
(light piano music)
- Well don't just stand there,
invite the ladies in.
- Here come the judge.
- We're starting
to get somewhere.
- Ladies.
- Hello.
- Man I work for would
like to have a little chat
with you in his office.
- Oh, well thank you, but
we're comfortable here.
- He's not too concerned
about your comfort.
- He's not very much
of a gentleman, is he?
- Prefers his privacy.
Let's not keep him
waiting, shall we?
- I think maybe the man
has a good argument.
- I think maybe you're right.
You lead, we'll follow.
- Do you always send apes
with iron to run your errands?
(laughing)
- Welcome ladies.
I thank you for coming.
Let me fix you a drink.
Champagne?
Am I right?
- Champagne.
- That's very nice of you.
- I understand you had a
run-in with the law last night.
- You get around, don't you?
- Unfortunate, but of
course that's what happens
with two newcomers who
try to work on their own.
- Are you suggesting that
there's a way to stay out of jail?
- Well, let's put it this way.
No works in San Roble
without my permission.
- Protection is one
of the fringe benefits.
- Protection is one
of the fringe benefits.
- Well that certainly
could be attractive.
- It's the only game in town.
You work for me,
or you don't work.
- Simple enough.
- Well.
When do we start, boss?
- Tonight.
Larry will take you.
Help the customers
spend their money,
then just move right
ahead with the first thing
that looks good to you.
- Mr...
I don't even know your name,
you make it sound so easy.
(chuckles)
- Just call me Tutti.
It is easy, as long as
you don't get greedy.
(laughs)
- Tutti.
- Boss.
- Well.
New recruits, huh?
Looks like the profits
are gonna go up, up, up.
- It's kinda thin, Tutti.
- That's where it is.
My take goes down, your
percentage goes down also.
This new chief and his vice
squad, they're making it thin.
- Well I'm working on it.
It's not so easy
since our new chief
transferred me off vice.
- Yeah, well, you know
what I think Weyland,
maybe you're not
working hard enough.
Our deal reads I take
care of the operation
and you keep the
man out of my hair.
- Sure.
I've just run into a
couple of problems.
Like Johnson didn't work
out exactly the way I expected.
(chuckles)
- You mean he's not as dumb
as you guessed he might be?
(suspenseful music)
- Why you stupid...
- Sorry about that.
(light piano music)
- Ladies, all you have to do
is mingle with the
crowd and look pretty.
And I'll get you some
chips so you can play.
- There you have it, gentlemen.
Every explosive supplier
has been checked
and every customer run
down for the last six months.
- Well, I'm impressed you
guys have been working so hard.
- Yeah, we're not finished yet.
- And one of the
customers turns out to be
the city of San Roble.
- Well the sanitation
department uses dynamite
at the city dump.
- Right.
And every delivery
made to the dump site
matches the use inventory.
- But the city warehouse
received six cases
at the beginning of the month,
and the city dump received five.
- That doesn't make sense,
because only city employees
have access to the warehouse.
- Well it's just
like you said, Joe.
You guys aren't done yet.
- Right.
All I need is a list from P.J..
Everybody who has
access to the warehouse.
And we'll start running
it down in the morning.
- Why don't you start
running it down tonight?
- Bill, whatever happened
to a good night's sleep?
- May I tell you guys something?
Do you know that
Harry S. Truman got by
on five hours' sleep a night?
Five hours?
- Yeah Bill, but
he was president.
Not a cop.
(chattering)
- [Man] Come on.
- [Man] Seven.
The loser, seven.
- Hi.
- Hi.
How are you doing?
- Not so hot.
- Wanna change your luck?
- What would you
like me to throw?
- A seven would be wonderful.
- A seven.
Okay.
Gentleman wants a seven.
Lady wants a seven.
Come on, seven!
- Seven.
(cheering)
- Oh, hey.
- I don't believe it.
- You guys are starting
to smoke already.
- Two angels from heaven,
and they're both for me.
- Don't you worry, honey,
you just keep playing
and we'll both watch over you.
- Oh, I just hope so.
- Do you want me to
throw another seven?
- That would be nice.
(laughing)
- Okay, here comes
another seven.
Come on, seven!
Do it, do it!
- Eight.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
- Not bad.
- It's all right,
it's all right.
- Oh, I feel awful lucky.
- Well let me back it up then.
- Hooray for me.
- Listen to the lady, honey.
- Okay, I'm listening.
- Baby needs shoes.
- Five.
- Keep 'em coming.
- Go on, Pam, give
them a little luck.
Do what you can,
here you go, honey.
All right.
- It's a winner!
(cheering)
- We did it.
- Everybody stay right
where you are, police.
(screaming)
- I don't believe it.
Let's get outta here.
The cops.
Let's get outta here.
- Get up against the wall.
Catch that back door!
- Come on, guy, come on.
- Now what's going on?
- Well, you could call it a
little bit of a surprise party.
- Yeah, we were on
a hot streak in there.
- Yeah, well we need
to go for the cake.
I'm Frosty and this is
Pam, what's your name?
- Kurt, Kurt Thomas.
- Okay, Kurt, how'd you
like to go to our place?
- With both of you?
- You got something
better in the trunk?
- Take it easy
Pam, don't hurt him.
- Comfy?
- You know I thank you two
for helping me out of there.
- Oh, the nice is
yet to come, big boy.
- [Kurt] Oh yeah?
(laughing)
- Oh yeah, we're gonna
take real sweet care of you.
You just wait and see.
- Hang on, partner.
- Take a nap,
we'll be there soon.
- Ride 'em cowboy.
- Okay, here we go.
A few more steps.
We're almost there.
- Let's have a drink.
- Okay, you're gonna have a
lot more than a drink, honey.
(laughing)
- Isn't this pretty?
- Mhmm.
- Yes.
- Feel good?
Just relax.
There.
Put your foot up.
- Here you go, big boy.
Oh.
You are so strong.
So vibrant.
- I work out a lot.
- Oh.
I bet you jog.
- Right, it's a 45 automatic.
We left it in his car.
You check it out and we'll see
what we can get from him here.
Gotcha.
(laughing)
- Hey, you two fellas
seem to be in a big hurry.
- Got our first real break.
Ballistics told a story.
- Really, how?
- The gun that shot
up the hotel room?
We got the gun, we'll
have the guy in an hour.
- Terrific.
That's really terrific.
(phone ringing)
- Sleeping like a baby.
- Oh?
He give you a bad time?
- No.
- Hey Linda.
What'd you get out of him?
- He bragged about
being paid $500 for a joke,
talked about shooting
up an empty hotel room.
- [Bill] Who paid him?
- [Pepper] Well that's about
the time the sauce got to him.
Who is he?
- He's some punk named Thomas.
We've got enough
to bust him right now.
We'll take him to jail and
find out who he really is.
Let's take him in.
- Here we go.
Come on buddy.
- Come on.
- Wake up.
There we go, we're
gonna take a little ride.
- Oh, all right.
(mumbling)
- Linda.
This is the best break I've had,
and for whatever it's worth,
I want to thank you.
- That's what you're
paying me for, chief.
(door opens and closes)
(suspenseful music)
- Watch it.
Whoa, whoa.
(mumbling)
(laughs)
- Oh, his head's gonna
be so bad, he'll talk
just to get us off of his back.
(laughs)
- That one won't have
his head in the way.
(gun fires)
He's on the roof!
- Take the rooftops, move out!
- He's dead.
- P.J.?
- A sniper.
- That was meant
for you, wasn't it?
So the only guy who comes
up suspect on the warehouse list
is Sergeant Austin Weyland.
- Weyland, why do
you suspect Weyland?
- Two reasons.
One, he has access to the
dynamite at the warehouse,
and the other, he used
to be a demolitions expert.
- You know, Weyland
was one of the first guys
I took out of vice.
But he's got no clout.
- Maybe that's where
you made an enemy, P.J..
A man with influence
could use him.
- Who's the only person
who knew we were bringing in
Kurt Thomas?
- I told Andes.
- That's right.
Tom Andes.
- Come on, man.
It was a miss.
I mean the sniper was
trying to take me out.
- But was he trying
to take you out?
Or was it just convenient
for you to think that?
- It's possible that Kurt
Thomas was the target all along,
trying to keep him from talking.
- That's right.
- Tom Andes has
been very good to me.
- It's a possibility
we can't overlook.
- It's also speculation, Bill.
You have no proof.
- If it's there to prove, maybe
Linda and I could push it,
through Lawson?
- Okay, I said up front,
we'll do it your way.
It's your show, okay?
- Fine.
- Where is Linda?
- She'll be right back, she
just drove home for a while.
- Oh yeah?
She's got a benefit
program going for herself
back in the big city, right?
- What's that supposed to mean?
- What it means is
what's she doing?
She's out hustling
on the side, right?
- No, P.J., that
isn't what it means.
What it means is...
None of your damn business.
(clears throat)
- [P.J.] Pete, Joe.
- Yeah, sir, I think I'm
gonna get something to eat.
- I gotta hand it to you, P.J..
You still know how to put
your foot in your mouth.
You really do.
- So I got Pepper
teed off at me, man.
So what?
This is not a reunion,
Bill, we're here to work.
- P.J., let me tell you something,
Pepper likes Linda a lot,
they're very good friends.
Now I don't know what went
over between you and Linda
a few years back,
I couldn't care less.
- You want to know
what it was, man?
- I couldn't care less.
- I will tell you, Bill.
I asked her to marry me.
Me, a cop, man,
wanting to marry a paid
informant, a street lady
who knew more about the streets
than any cop could ever know.
Because I loved
her, that simple.
But she said no way.
She couldn't give it up then,
not for me, not for anybody.
- Is that what she said or is
that the way you think it was?
- No, that is the way it was.
- She never told
you about her kid?
- What kid?
- She has a little daughter,
about six years old now.
- Who's the father.
- Some creep.
But he's out of their lives now.
- Illegitimate?
- Yeah.
Illegitimate.
It happens from
time to time, pal.
Maybe that's why Linda
never told you about it,
maybe she knew you
well enough to know
you wouldn't understand that.
That your brain is so thick...
(door opens)
- Hi William.
P.J..
- Linda.
- What's going on?
- Nothing, we were just...
I'll see you both later.
- Do you want to tell
me what's going on?
- Well, you see,
I got this big foot,
that always ends up in my mouth.
And this thick brain.
You don't want to hear about it.
What's her name?
- Whose?
- Your daughter.
- He told you?
- [P.J.] What's her name?
- Trudy.
- She pretty?
- I think so.
- As beautiful as you are?
What do you think?
Can I meet her someday?
- Sure.
- Well, let's just say it
was an unfortunate mistake
and it won't happen again.
- And what does again mean?
- It means you're
still on the payroll.
We have a new
spot opening tonight.
1202 Ranch Road.
Be there, 6:30?
- 6:30, Tutti.
- We're back in business.
- Oh, great.
- All right, Tutti.
Look, all right, it'll
be taken care of.
It takes time.
I'll give the message.
Listen, just don't call me
at work anymore, huh?
Lawson's hot about the
raid on the casino last night.
He says that's it, no more
payoffs until the heat's off,
permanently.
- Lawson's impatient.
- You shoulda let me hit
Johnson right along with Thomas.
- Well, maybe it's
time you try again.
And this time, be sure.
- Here they come.
- Hey.
This Tutti Lawson must
be pretty well connected.
(whistles)
Hey.
(snaps fingers)
Come on.
Snap out of it.
- I was a million miles away.
I just know P.J.'s
gonna love Trudy.
- He better.
- I'm so happy I could explode.
There's a whole new kind
of understanding, you know?
I mean, it's gonna be different
this time, Pepper, you know?
- Sure.
Lots of luck.
Come on, get your things
and let's get on the job.
- I sure am glad
you're my friend.
(birds chirping)
- Hey William, the
live ones have arrived.
- That's a roger.
Okay.
It's all yours.
- Mr. Andes, please.
(phone ringing)
- Yeah?
- Yeah, Tom, could please
meet us in the role call room?
I have something I think
will be of interest to you.
- Sure, P.J., right away.
- Teams one and two
will come in through here,
three and four will go
here, entering from the back,
five will come and
take it from the front.
Now I'll call the move
on frequency one.
At that time we'll
seal the casino off.
Now we'll hit it
at exactly 2300.
Understand?
Any questions?
Okay men, move out.
- Looks like you guys are
putting a small army together.
- Thought you
might be interested.
We're taking one
of Lawson's casinos.
- Good.
That's very good.
- Wait 'til you
hear the best part.
Our little investigation
has come along very well.
We've got two police
women under Lawson himself.
- Now they've
located the records,
and the charade sort of pushed
the whole thing into movement.
We build probably
cause behind the raid,
serve a search
warrant, get the records,
of course that nails
down Lawson for good,
but exposes every
payoff he's ever made.
- P.J., that's great.
I knew you could do it.
- We thought maybe you'd
like to come along with us.
- Oh, no, not me.
I'll leave the police
work to the experts.
I'd just be in the way.
- We'd sure like to
have you, Mr. Andes.
- No, that's all right.
You guys run along.
Good luck to both of you.
- Thank you.
- Thank you, sir.
- Excuse me, ladies.
- Certainly.
- Thank you.
Lawson.
- You've got two new
women working for you?
They're cops.
- What?
- I'm telling you they're cops.
Look, there's a raid
planned for 11:00,
and then they're going
after your records.
- My records?
How?
- Listen to me.
There's only four
people who know about
those records besides us.
The two women, the chief,
and this Sergeant Crowley.
Now, I'll take care of
Johnson and Crowley.
You deal with the women.
- Check.
Well Bob, get the car,
we're going to the club.
Larry, take them.
- Here it comes.
- Thought you fellas
would be gone by now.
- We want you to
come along, Mr. Andes.
- Look, I told you
I didn't want to go.
Lawson, you've got two
new women working for you.
They're cops.
I'm telling you they're cops.
Look, there's a raid
planned for 11:00,
and then they're going
after your records.
(suspenseful music)
- Tutti.
Mr. Lawson, you
got us all wrong.
- Oh no, I've just
got you all right.
Just a little bit
earlier than your plan.
Drive, Bob.
(tires squealing)
- Where are you taking me?
- To see your empire
go flush down the drain.
- Now look, why don't
you just leave me here?
You've got the recording.
- Get in, Andes.
Get in the car.
Nope, nope, nope.
Where you going, huh?
Where you going?
Just relax.
- I don't have the keys, P.J..
- Oh yeah, right.
You just relax, Andes.
Where you going Andes, huh?
- No, don't!
- Don't what?
- There's a bomb.
It's bomb, it's
planted in the car.
- Is that a fact?
- No!
(engine starts)
- Thanks.
- Chief.
- [P.J.] Yeah?
- Just like you figured,
we caught him red-handed.
He had a trapdoor down here,
peeked down underneath,
underneath the other car,
and then whammo.
- Book 'em.
- Right.
- Let's go.
- Right.
(tires squeal)
- [Woman On Radio]
Roger 13820, go ahead.
- We're tailing East on Toronto.
Looks like Lawson's club's
gonna be our first stop.
- Safe and sound.
Gonna find another
place to put these.
Then we can say ciao to
these pretty police ladies.
You know it's a crying shame.
You're both such classy women.
But we gotta get back to normal.
- Hold it, police!
Hold it, don't touch it.
Cuff 'em.
- Behave yourself.
- I'll take these.
What you're looking for?
- Ciao to you too.
- Drop your gun.
You too.
Drop it.
Move.
Move!
Now if I even see a cop
anywhere near me, I'll kill her.
(gun firing)
(gasps)
- P.J.?
(shouts)
(crying)
- He's bought it.
It's exactly like I said it was.
I-N-N-O-C-U-O-U-S.
- Two Ns?
- Yeah.
O-C-U-O-U-S.
- Right, I got it.
- [Bill] I don't think
it's the right word.
It says harmless, innocent.
- Hey.
- Hi guys.
How are you?
Hello P.J..
- How you doing,
how you feeling?
- I'm fine, I'm fine.
- Here, let me get a chair.
There.
Oh.
Gotta have a hat
to go with that cane.
- Yep.
(laughing)
- All right, how'd it go?
- It went great.
Andes was convicted
on all counts.
- Sensational.
- Well that oughta clean up
San Roble, at least for a while.
- Well I sure hope so if
I'm gonna be living there.
- [P.J.] You're
gonna be living there.
- Hey, it wasn't my
idea, he talked me into it.
- Sure he did.
- Finally came to
your senses, huh?
- Listen, we owe you, okay?
So how about dinner tonight?
- You mean right now?
- [P.J.] Yeah.
- [Linda] What do you say?
- I don't know, what do you say?
- Yeah, great, I'd love it.
- One stipulation.
My treat.
- No, we're treating you.
- Listen, when you're in
Crowley's town, Crowley pays.
I got the greatest
French restaurant.
- Not Heimie's again.
- Yeah, what's the
mater with Heimie's?
It's got great ambience.
- If you like jug wine and
paper napkins, it's got ambience.
- Well you pay
no attention to her.
They got the greatest
little dish called
(speaking foreign language)
- Wow, that sounds
terrific, William, what's in it?
- Beans and franks.
(laughing)
(Police Woman theme)
- It would take more
than that to scare us off,
believe me, country boy.
- Yes, I remember her.
Snitch.
- But you couldn't
take me for what I was,
so now you've climbed
your ladder to the top, chief,
and I'm still scratching
for it on the street.
- Take the rooftops, move out!
- And P.J., why don't
you clean up your jail
before you try to
clean up the city.
- Hey!
- End of the road, come on.
Now we're really
gonna have some fun.
- Hold it, police!
- Hold it, don't touch it.
(dramatic music)
(suspenseful music)
- Hello, police?
A man has been shot, murdered.
The Savoy Hotel, yeah.
Hurry.
(gun fires)
(gun firing)
(siren wailing)
- Up the stairs, 209,
the end of the hallway.
- Nothing.
- Gun powder.
A lot of holes in
the walls and ceiling.
- And nobody.
Maybe it's somebody's
idea of a joke.
- Ah, maybe.
What do you say, officer?
- Well sir, the detectives
are on their way anyway.
Possible somebody could've
been shot and moved.
I'd say we give the room
an overhaul just to be safe.
- Well do that.
(suspenseful music)
- Things looking
up a little, chief?
- Well they're acting like pros,
so I would say yes,
things are looking up.
- How about we get
back on the street, huh?
- No, you go on
back, I'll stay here
and look after our detectives
and catch a ride
back with them, okay?
- You're the boss.
Be on your toes,
fellas, the chief's in there
waiting to see if you're
real detectives or not.
- Three months in the big chair
and he's turned the
department upside down.
But only for the better.
- Well, whoever shut the
place up went out the window,
because the door was
blocked with the chair.
(explodes)
- Oh my god.
(phone ringing)
- Sergeant Crowley.
Yes sir.
Yeah sure I remember him.
Let's see.
- Anybody around here
know how to spell mesmerize?
- Mesmerize, what kinda
word is that for a police report?
- Joe, I just asked
if you could spell it.
- Pete.
- This seems to be the
latest thing around here, Pep,
you know, analyze,
realize, pink eyes.
- Well why don't we
harmonize, Peter?
- Let's.
- Let's not.
Thanks anyway, I'll look it up.
- Well, we can ask Crowley,
I mean he's the new expert
around here on mesmerize.
- Are you kidding?
It's his report I'm doing over.
When are you gonna
learn how to spell?
- What, and blow my
chances of making lieutenant?
Hey listen, you remember
a guy named P.J. Johnson?
- Sure, I always remember
the good looking ones.
Robbery, right?
Until he pulled the
pin about a year ago.
- Yeah, well he took a job
as a chief up in San Roble.
Captain just called.
Looks like we're gonna
be helping him out.
- In San Roble?
Doing what?
- Among other things I
guess I'm asking you guys
to keep me from
pushing up daisies.
Take a look over here.
It was dynamite.
Attached to the metal frame
with a magnet right here,
and fused with a
delayed mercury switch.
- P.J., that had to have
been put on the car
after you went into the hotel.
- Right, and whoever did
it thought I'd be in the car
when it detonated.
- But how'd it get there?
You say there were
people all around?
- Pepper, I have no idea.
- Who'd want to off you?
- Who knows?
You know, a new police
chief down around here
doesn't make a lot of friends,
particularly when
the guy preceding him
goes out under a cloud.
- Huh?
- Well now the city council,
they made an investigation,
they found nothing, but
there was a lot of smoke.
- I see.
So he was fired and you bought
yourself a bucket of snakes.
- Right.
And I have been chopping
heads off since I've been sworn in.
- Has that chopping been
on the inside or the outside?
- Inside first.
I started with the vice squad.
Now the old timers
either put a uniform on
or they took a walk.
I got a great new crew,
they're young, but they're green.
- From what I've been
reading in the papers,
they're not doing too bad.
- Listen, they're
putting the pressure on.
This town's never seen so
many hustlers and pushers
and scammers go to jail.
- And that puts the pressure
on the pocketbook, huh?
- That's right.
Tutti Lawson, I think
he's behind the bombing
and I know he controls
the racket in San Roble.
My vice people don't
have the expert teeth
to get into a guy like him.
But listen, we nail Tutti,
and I got myself a clean town.
- Not to mention
breathing again.
- Have you decided how
we're gonna operate?
- You guys are the experts.
Tell me what you need.
- Bill?
- Okay, I see
hitting it two ways.
One, an up front
investigation on the bombing,
the other undercover.
- Sounds good to me.
- P.J., one thing, nobody
knows who's under, okay?
- Who would it be, or
does that include me?
- A couple ladies we both know.
- One of them is Pepper, right?
- Figures.
- Who's the other one?
- You remember the
Black Widow, P.J..
- Yes, I remember her.
Snitch.
Why her?
- I thought you wanted
me to run the store.
- She'll do fine.
- Good.
- And then we just try to
draw attention to ourselves
and have everybody
thinking that we're just
freelancing here in San Roble.
- That shouldn't
be too hard for you.
- We should talk.
And then?
- Then we just see
where it takes us.
- It's your money, honey.
- Uh-uh, the city
of San Roble's,
so you might as well enjoy it.
- You betcha I am.
(light piano music)
- Hey there you
sweet little things.
- Good evening ladies.
- How's about a
couple of country boys
buying y'all a drink, huh?
- Yeah.
- Well you thirsty?
- Yeah, I'd say that'd
be right neighborly, baby.
- Right neighborly, right.
(laughing)
Lois.
- What if they get
some action going?
- Well, why don't we just
wait and see what it might be.
- Benton, just exactly
what did the witness see?
- Well, he was a wino,
so I'll try to quote him.
He crawled down the
fire escape of the hotel,
crossed the street, got into
a car with a hole in the roof.
- Sunroof, yeah.
Did he say what
color the car was?
- Dark.
- Did he get a license number?
- Just the first part, 143.
- Okay.
Thank you Benton.
It's a start.
(laughing)
- Now that was an
old country boy's story.
- You'd be
surprised what a fella
can pick up in the back woods.
- Is it catching?
(laughing)
- She wants to see your rash.
- Hey, Skeeter old
boy, you don't want to go
and scare these
pretty young things off.
- It would take more
than that to scare us off,
believe me, country boy.
- Oh man, we sure did
draw the big pair tonight.
- Yeah, and expensive
too, I'll bet you that.
- Hey, a little discretion, huh?
- Yeah, well let's just
say if you can't afford it,
don't touch it.
- That's right, fellas.
- Well, the best
shape we're in tonight
is buy you a couple rounds.
But maybe you gals
would entertain the idea
of seeing us a little credit.
- If you're looking for
credit, go to a bank.
- What is this, the point
after or the credit union?
- Thanks for the drink,
fellas, nothing personal,
but we gotta go
other hunting grounds.
- Aww we were just
having a little fun here.
- Oh, well you look us up
when the crop comes in.
Sugar pie.
- We'll sure do
that, fritter cake.
- Tutti.
- Now.
- Ah, there it is.
Let's stop for a cup of
coffee and then get on home.
- Yeah, okay.
What I need is a good night...
(chattering)
- Okay, ladies, out of the car.
Come on.
Now we're really gonna
have some fun, sugar.
Police.
I think you might like to
take a little ride with us now,
huh?
Let's go.
(birds chirping)
- Tom.
- Good morning.
- I'd like you to meet
Sergeant Bill Crowley,
Tom Andes, our city manager.
- Mr. Andes.
- Ah yes, Sergeant Crowley.
Say, we appreciate
the help you're giving us.
I've asked the council to
send a letter to your chief.
Very good of him to
lend the assistance.
- We're glad to help, sir.
- Well.
I don't have to tell you,
we want the filth in this town
cleaned up once
and for all, and fast.
P.J. has my full support.
So if there's anything
I can do, anything.
- Well, with an attitude
like that, how can you fail?
- Well Sergeant,
nice meeting you.
Mr. Andes.
Best of luck to both of you.
- Tom.
I don't think you had to
be quite that cautious, Bill,
because Tom Andes is the guy
who influenced the city council
to hire me in the first place.
- Well, we want to keep
a closed hand anyway.
Especially about the girls.
- We should probably
clue our vice squad in.
I don't know how
to tell you this,
but the girls have been our
guests since 10:00 last night.
- Mm mm mm, our
two wayward sisters.
- Hello.
- What is it, girls?
Beginning to like this
life of fun and games
and crimes evil, huh?
- You guys had better cool it.
I'm okay, I been here before.
But the lady
behind me is on fire.
- Well, everything's
all set so we can split.
This is gonna give Mother
Crawley another attack, you know.
- Where is our mother?
- Hi Pep.
(mumbles)
Honey listen.
I'm sorry about the arrest,
but I don't want you to
worry about it, P.J. and I...
- Oh, think nothing of it.
Listen, a girl's gotta
spend the night somewhere.
And P.J., why don't
you clean up your jail
before you try to
clean up the city.
You know how much
I hate to go to jail.
And incidentally,
why don't you have
your vice squad brush up on
what makes a prostitution arrest
and what doesn't.
- I read the reports.
- Illegal arrest.
- Yes.
- Right.
- Listen honey, look
at the bright side now.
Think how happy you
made a couple of vice cops.
- You know I hate to go to jail!
- I know you do, kid.
Yeah.
- [P.J.] Pepper, it's
like Bill said, I'm sorry.
The next time it'll
be all cleaned up.
- Pass.
No next time, not
for me, not for Linda.
- [P.J.] Where is Linda?
- Oh, she's just finishing
up scraping off the grime.
You may go in, she's decent.
- Pep, listen, I got
something I want you
to work on tonight, kid.
- Uh-uh.
I'm working on
nothing until that chief
gets his vice squad
their homework.
I am still itching from
all the bugs, all over.
- How you doing?
- P.J..
Pepper told me it was you
we were working for last night.
Congratulations, chief.
I'm glad you finally made it.
- Are you really?
- It's what you've
always wanted, isn't it?
- Yeah, I guess it is.
Linda, I really appreciate
what you're doing.
I want you to know that.
- Yeah, P.J., well,
I don't appreciate.
Just here for the
bucks, just like always.
- You haven't changed
a bit, have you?
- That's it, babe.
- [P.J.] We had a sweet
thing going at one time.
- But you couldn't
take me for what I was.
So now you've climbed
your ladder to the top, chief,
and I'm still scratching
for it on the street.
So let's leave it
just like that, okay?
- We'll leave it just like that.
Let's go, Bill.
Hey Pep, I'll assign
my vice squad
to the other side of town, okay?
- Fine.
- Thanks for the drink.
Don't be so crabby.
(light piano music)
- Well don't just stand there,
invite the ladies in.
- Here come the judge.
- We're starting
to get somewhere.
- Ladies.
- Hello.
- Man I work for would
like to have a little chat
with you in his office.
- Oh, well thank you, but
we're comfortable here.
- He's not too concerned
about your comfort.
- He's not very much
of a gentleman, is he?
- Prefers his privacy.
Let's not keep him
waiting, shall we?
- I think maybe the man
has a good argument.
- I think maybe you're right.
You lead, we'll follow.
- Do you always send apes
with iron to run your errands?
(laughing)
- Welcome ladies.
I thank you for coming.
Let me fix you a drink.
Champagne?
Am I right?
- Champagne.
- That's very nice of you.
- I understand you had a
run-in with the law last night.
- You get around, don't you?
- Unfortunate, but of
course that's what happens
with two newcomers who
try to work on their own.
- Are you suggesting that
there's a way to stay out of jail?
- Well, let's put it this way.
No works in San Roble
without my permission.
- Protection is one
of the fringe benefits.
- Protection is one
of the fringe benefits.
- Well that certainly
could be attractive.
- It's the only game in town.
You work for me,
or you don't work.
- Simple enough.
- Well.
When do we start, boss?
- Tonight.
Larry will take you.
Help the customers
spend their money,
then just move right
ahead with the first thing
that looks good to you.
- Mr...
I don't even know your name,
you make it sound so easy.
(chuckles)
- Just call me Tutti.
It is easy, as long as
you don't get greedy.
(laughs)
- Tutti.
- Boss.
- Well.
New recruits, huh?
Looks like the profits
are gonna go up, up, up.
- It's kinda thin, Tutti.
- That's where it is.
My take goes down, your
percentage goes down also.
This new chief and his vice
squad, they're making it thin.
- Well I'm working on it.
It's not so easy
since our new chief
transferred me off vice.
- Yeah, well, you know
what I think Weyland,
maybe you're not
working hard enough.
Our deal reads I take
care of the operation
and you keep the
man out of my hair.
- Sure.
I've just run into a
couple of problems.
Like Johnson didn't work
out exactly the way I expected.
(chuckles)
- You mean he's not as dumb
as you guessed he might be?
(suspenseful music)
- Why you stupid...
- Sorry about that.
(light piano music)
- Ladies, all you have to do
is mingle with the
crowd and look pretty.
And I'll get you some
chips so you can play.
- There you have it, gentlemen.
Every explosive supplier
has been checked
and every customer run
down for the last six months.
- Well, I'm impressed you
guys have been working so hard.
- Yeah, we're not finished yet.
- And one of the
customers turns out to be
the city of San Roble.
- Well the sanitation
department uses dynamite
at the city dump.
- Right.
And every delivery
made to the dump site
matches the use inventory.
- But the city warehouse
received six cases
at the beginning of the month,
and the city dump received five.
- That doesn't make sense,
because only city employees
have access to the warehouse.
- Well it's just
like you said, Joe.
You guys aren't done yet.
- Right.
All I need is a list from P.J..
Everybody who has
access to the warehouse.
And we'll start running
it down in the morning.
- Why don't you start
running it down tonight?
- Bill, whatever happened
to a good night's sleep?
- May I tell you guys something?
Do you know that
Harry S. Truman got by
on five hours' sleep a night?
Five hours?
- Yeah Bill, but
he was president.
Not a cop.
(chattering)
- [Man] Come on.
- [Man] Seven.
The loser, seven.
- Hi.
- Hi.
How are you doing?
- Not so hot.
- Wanna change your luck?
- What would you
like me to throw?
- A seven would be wonderful.
- A seven.
Okay.
Gentleman wants a seven.
Lady wants a seven.
Come on, seven!
- Seven.
(cheering)
- Oh, hey.
- I don't believe it.
- You guys are starting
to smoke already.
- Two angels from heaven,
and they're both for me.
- Don't you worry, honey,
you just keep playing
and we'll both watch over you.
- Oh, I just hope so.
- Do you want me to
throw another seven?
- That would be nice.
(laughing)
- Okay, here comes
another seven.
Come on, seven!
Do it, do it!
- Eight.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
- Not bad.
- It's all right,
it's all right.
- Oh, I feel awful lucky.
- Well let me back it up then.
- Hooray for me.
- Listen to the lady, honey.
- Okay, I'm listening.
- Baby needs shoes.
- Five.
- Keep 'em coming.
- Go on, Pam, give
them a little luck.
Do what you can,
here you go, honey.
All right.
- It's a winner!
(cheering)
- We did it.
- Everybody stay right
where you are, police.
(screaming)
- I don't believe it.
Let's get outta here.
The cops.
Let's get outta here.
- Get up against the wall.
Catch that back door!
- Come on, guy, come on.
- Now what's going on?
- Well, you could call it a
little bit of a surprise party.
- Yeah, we were on
a hot streak in there.
- Yeah, well we need
to go for the cake.
I'm Frosty and this is
Pam, what's your name?
- Kurt, Kurt Thomas.
- Okay, Kurt, how'd you
like to go to our place?
- With both of you?
- You got something
better in the trunk?
- Take it easy
Pam, don't hurt him.
- Comfy?
- You know I thank you two
for helping me out of there.
- Oh, the nice is
yet to come, big boy.
- [Kurt] Oh yeah?
(laughing)
- Oh yeah, we're gonna
take real sweet care of you.
You just wait and see.
- Hang on, partner.
- Take a nap,
we'll be there soon.
- Ride 'em cowboy.
- Okay, here we go.
A few more steps.
We're almost there.
- Let's have a drink.
- Okay, you're gonna have a
lot more than a drink, honey.
(laughing)
- Isn't this pretty?
- Mhmm.
- Yes.
- Feel good?
Just relax.
There.
Put your foot up.
- Here you go, big boy.
Oh.
You are so strong.
So vibrant.
- I work out a lot.
- Oh.
I bet you jog.
- Right, it's a 45 automatic.
We left it in his car.
You check it out and we'll see
what we can get from him here.
Gotcha.
(laughing)
- Hey, you two fellas
seem to be in a big hurry.
- Got our first real break.
Ballistics told a story.
- Really, how?
- The gun that shot
up the hotel room?
We got the gun, we'll
have the guy in an hour.
- Terrific.
That's really terrific.
(phone ringing)
- Sleeping like a baby.
- Oh?
He give you a bad time?
- No.
- Hey Linda.
What'd you get out of him?
- He bragged about
being paid $500 for a joke,
talked about shooting
up an empty hotel room.
- [Bill] Who paid him?
- [Pepper] Well that's about
the time the sauce got to him.
Who is he?
- He's some punk named Thomas.
We've got enough
to bust him right now.
We'll take him to jail and
find out who he really is.
Let's take him in.
- Here we go.
Come on buddy.
- Come on.
- Wake up.
There we go, we're
gonna take a little ride.
- Oh, all right.
(mumbling)
- Linda.
This is the best break I've had,
and for whatever it's worth,
I want to thank you.
- That's what you're
paying me for, chief.
(door opens and closes)
(suspenseful music)
- Watch it.
Whoa, whoa.
(mumbling)
(laughs)
- Oh, his head's gonna
be so bad, he'll talk
just to get us off of his back.
(laughs)
- That one won't have
his head in the way.
(gun fires)
He's on the roof!
- Take the rooftops, move out!
- He's dead.
- P.J.?
- A sniper.
- That was meant
for you, wasn't it?
So the only guy who comes
up suspect on the warehouse list
is Sergeant Austin Weyland.
- Weyland, why do
you suspect Weyland?
- Two reasons.
One, he has access to the
dynamite at the warehouse,
and the other, he used
to be a demolitions expert.
- You know, Weyland
was one of the first guys
I took out of vice.
But he's got no clout.
- Maybe that's where
you made an enemy, P.J..
A man with influence
could use him.
- Who's the only person
who knew we were bringing in
Kurt Thomas?
- I told Andes.
- That's right.
Tom Andes.
- Come on, man.
It was a miss.
I mean the sniper was
trying to take me out.
- But was he trying
to take you out?
Or was it just convenient
for you to think that?
- It's possible that Kurt
Thomas was the target all along,
trying to keep him from talking.
- That's right.
- Tom Andes has
been very good to me.
- It's a possibility
we can't overlook.
- It's also speculation, Bill.
You have no proof.
- If it's there to prove, maybe
Linda and I could push it,
through Lawson?
- Okay, I said up front,
we'll do it your way.
It's your show, okay?
- Fine.
- Where is Linda?
- She'll be right back, she
just drove home for a while.
- Oh yeah?
She's got a benefit
program going for herself
back in the big city, right?
- What's that supposed to mean?
- What it means is
what's she doing?
She's out hustling
on the side, right?
- No, P.J., that
isn't what it means.
What it means is...
None of your damn business.
(clears throat)
- [P.J.] Pete, Joe.
- Yeah, sir, I think I'm
gonna get something to eat.
- I gotta hand it to you, P.J..
You still know how to put
your foot in your mouth.
You really do.
- So I got Pepper
teed off at me, man.
So what?
This is not a reunion,
Bill, we're here to work.
- P.J., let me tell you something,
Pepper likes Linda a lot,
they're very good friends.
Now I don't know what went
over between you and Linda
a few years back,
I couldn't care less.
- You want to know
what it was, man?
- I couldn't care less.
- I will tell you, Bill.
I asked her to marry me.
Me, a cop, man,
wanting to marry a paid
informant, a street lady
who knew more about the streets
than any cop could ever know.
Because I loved
her, that simple.
But she said no way.
She couldn't give it up then,
not for me, not for anybody.
- Is that what she said or is
that the way you think it was?
- No, that is the way it was.
- She never told
you about her kid?
- What kid?
- She has a little daughter,
about six years old now.
- Who's the father.
- Some creep.
But he's out of their lives now.
- Illegitimate?
- Yeah.
Illegitimate.
It happens from
time to time, pal.
Maybe that's why Linda
never told you about it,
maybe she knew you
well enough to know
you wouldn't understand that.
That your brain is so thick...
(door opens)
- Hi William.
P.J..
- Linda.
- What's going on?
- Nothing, we were just...
I'll see you both later.
- Do you want to tell
me what's going on?
- Well, you see,
I got this big foot,
that always ends up in my mouth.
And this thick brain.
You don't want to hear about it.
What's her name?
- Whose?
- Your daughter.
- He told you?
- [P.J.] What's her name?
- Trudy.
- She pretty?
- I think so.
- As beautiful as you are?
What do you think?
Can I meet her someday?
- Sure.
- Well, let's just say it
was an unfortunate mistake
and it won't happen again.
- And what does again mean?
- It means you're
still on the payroll.
We have a new
spot opening tonight.
1202 Ranch Road.
Be there, 6:30?
- 6:30, Tutti.
- We're back in business.
- Oh, great.
- All right, Tutti.
Look, all right, it'll
be taken care of.
It takes time.
I'll give the message.
Listen, just don't call me
at work anymore, huh?
Lawson's hot about the
raid on the casino last night.
He says that's it, no more
payoffs until the heat's off,
permanently.
- Lawson's impatient.
- You shoulda let me hit
Johnson right along with Thomas.
- Well, maybe it's
time you try again.
And this time, be sure.
- Here they come.
- Hey.
This Tutti Lawson must
be pretty well connected.
(whistles)
Hey.
(snaps fingers)
Come on.
Snap out of it.
- I was a million miles away.
I just know P.J.'s
gonna love Trudy.
- He better.
- I'm so happy I could explode.
There's a whole new kind
of understanding, you know?
I mean, it's gonna be different
this time, Pepper, you know?
- Sure.
Lots of luck.
Come on, get your things
and let's get on the job.
- I sure am glad
you're my friend.
(birds chirping)
- Hey William, the
live ones have arrived.
- That's a roger.
Okay.
It's all yours.
- Mr. Andes, please.
(phone ringing)
- Yeah?
- Yeah, Tom, could please
meet us in the role call room?
I have something I think
will be of interest to you.
- Sure, P.J., right away.
- Teams one and two
will come in through here,
three and four will go
here, entering from the back,
five will come and
take it from the front.
Now I'll call the move
on frequency one.
At that time we'll
seal the casino off.
Now we'll hit it
at exactly 2300.
Understand?
Any questions?
Okay men, move out.
- Looks like you guys are
putting a small army together.
- Thought you
might be interested.
We're taking one
of Lawson's casinos.
- Good.
That's very good.
- Wait 'til you
hear the best part.
Our little investigation
has come along very well.
We've got two police
women under Lawson himself.
- Now they've
located the records,
and the charade sort of pushed
the whole thing into movement.
We build probably
cause behind the raid,
serve a search
warrant, get the records,
of course that nails
down Lawson for good,
but exposes every
payoff he's ever made.
- P.J., that's great.
I knew you could do it.
- We thought maybe you'd
like to come along with us.
- Oh, no, not me.
I'll leave the police
work to the experts.
I'd just be in the way.
- We'd sure like to
have you, Mr. Andes.
- No, that's all right.
You guys run along.
Good luck to both of you.
- Thank you.
- Thank you, sir.
- Excuse me, ladies.
- Certainly.
- Thank you.
Lawson.
- You've got two new
women working for you?
They're cops.
- What?
- I'm telling you they're cops.
Look, there's a raid
planned for 11:00,
and then they're going
after your records.
- My records?
How?
- Listen to me.
There's only four
people who know about
those records besides us.
The two women, the chief,
and this Sergeant Crowley.
Now, I'll take care of
Johnson and Crowley.
You deal with the women.
- Check.
Well Bob, get the car,
we're going to the club.
Larry, take them.
- Here it comes.
- Thought you fellas
would be gone by now.
- We want you to
come along, Mr. Andes.
- Look, I told you
I didn't want to go.
Lawson, you've got two
new women working for you.
They're cops.
I'm telling you they're cops.
Look, there's a raid
planned for 11:00,
and then they're going
after your records.
(suspenseful music)
- Tutti.
Mr. Lawson, you
got us all wrong.
- Oh no, I've just
got you all right.
Just a little bit
earlier than your plan.
Drive, Bob.
(tires squealing)
- Where are you taking me?
- To see your empire
go flush down the drain.
- Now look, why don't
you just leave me here?
You've got the recording.
- Get in, Andes.
Get in the car.
Nope, nope, nope.
Where you going, huh?
Where you going?
Just relax.
- I don't have the keys, P.J..
- Oh yeah, right.
You just relax, Andes.
Where you going Andes, huh?
- No, don't!
- Don't what?
- There's a bomb.
It's bomb, it's
planted in the car.
- Is that a fact?
- No!
(engine starts)
- Thanks.
- Chief.
- [P.J.] Yeah?
- Just like you figured,
we caught him red-handed.
He had a trapdoor down here,
peeked down underneath,
underneath the other car,
and then whammo.
- Book 'em.
- Right.
- Let's go.
- Right.
(tires squeal)
- [Woman On Radio]
Roger 13820, go ahead.
- We're tailing East on Toronto.
Looks like Lawson's club's
gonna be our first stop.
- Safe and sound.
Gonna find another
place to put these.
Then we can say ciao to
these pretty police ladies.
You know it's a crying shame.
You're both such classy women.
But we gotta get back to normal.
- Hold it, police!
Hold it, don't touch it.
Cuff 'em.
- Behave yourself.
- I'll take these.
What you're looking for?
- Ciao to you too.
- Drop your gun.
You too.
Drop it.
Move.
Move!
Now if I even see a cop
anywhere near me, I'll kill her.
(gun firing)
(gasps)
- P.J.?
(shouts)
(crying)
- He's bought it.
It's exactly like I said it was.
I-N-N-O-C-U-O-U-S.
- Two Ns?
- Yeah.
O-C-U-O-U-S.
- Right, I got it.
- [Bill] I don't think
it's the right word.
It says harmless, innocent.
- Hey.
- Hi guys.
How are you?
Hello P.J..
- How you doing,
how you feeling?
- I'm fine, I'm fine.
- Here, let me get a chair.
There.
Oh.
Gotta have a hat
to go with that cane.
- Yep.
(laughing)
- All right, how'd it go?
- It went great.
Andes was convicted
on all counts.
- Sensational.
- Well that oughta clean up
San Roble, at least for a while.
- Well I sure hope so if
I'm gonna be living there.
- [P.J.] You're
gonna be living there.
- Hey, it wasn't my
idea, he talked me into it.
- Sure he did.
- Finally came to
your senses, huh?
- Listen, we owe you, okay?
So how about dinner tonight?
- You mean right now?
- [P.J.] Yeah.
- [Linda] What do you say?
- I don't know, what do you say?
- Yeah, great, I'd love it.
- One stipulation.
My treat.
- No, we're treating you.
- Listen, when you're in
Crowley's town, Crowley pays.
I got the greatest
French restaurant.
- Not Heimie's again.
- Yeah, what's the
mater with Heimie's?
It's got great ambience.
- If you like jug wine and
paper napkins, it's got ambience.
- Well you pay
no attention to her.
They got the greatest
little dish called
(speaking foreign language)
- Wow, that sounds
terrific, William, what's in it?
- Beans and franks.
(laughing)
(Police Woman theme)