Police Woman (1974–1978): Season 4, Episode 3 - Means to an End - full transcript
- I am not spending
the night in jail.
- Well, I'm serious, Pep.
- No, no jail.
- I'm gonna fly now.
I can do it.
I can.
I'll show everyone.
- I want it packaged
in pound bundles.
Can you deliver?
- I can do that.
- Get out.
- Hi.
How did the exam go?
- It didn't.
Who know what you gave
me kept me up all night,
but I can't study.
I can hear him now, my
father, about all the money
he's spending sending
his daughter to college
just to watch her flunk.
- That's what
daddies are for, Cindy.
I mean, take that away from
them and what have they got?
Their golf, their boats,
their dry martinis?
You're just strung
out from the bennies.
You need something to
take your mind off everything.
Look at Trevor over there.
He's got some
'ludes I can score.
I'll bring 'em up
to your room later.
All you gotta do is
phone home and say...
- Oh, don't worry, folks.
I'm just taking some more pills.
Pills to wake up, go to
sleep, to study, to zonk out.
- Cin, I'm talking about 'ludes.
They're pharmaceutical.
Doctors prescribe them.
Okay?
- Okay.
- Hey, man, how you doin'?
- What's up, Tim?
- Five rolls, John Boy.
- That's 25 happies.
If you need anymore
just give me a call.
- Uh, I don't think
there's gonna be
any action on the phone tonight.
My chick and I, we're
gonna be having a good time.
- Business is looking good.
Huh, babe?
- Yeah, Wendy, pretty good.
- And in digging through
these, we find the university
reported a large, a very large
loss in chemicals last month.
- I know that Sergeant Anderson.
The professor's as
concerned about it as I am.
I'm sure he's telling that
to your partner right now.
The way these kids
run in and out of here,
it's a wonder they don't take
away half the lab with them.
- Well, is he also telling them
about the kind of inventory
control you have here?
- Well, it is somewhat
shabby, yes.
- Shabby?
Well, I'd say it's
about effective
as a paper umbrella
in a hurricane.
What do you think?
- Sergeant, I'm a chemist
and a teaching assistant.
I can't force the
almighty trustees to get
the extra manpower we
need to help with paperwork,
put on more security guards.
A big university like
this is a bureaucracy
choked with red tape, and well,
I hope you can
understand my position,
which obviously
isn't much of one.
- All right, well,
let's get to these.
These are the missing chemicals?
- Yes, that's right.
- And with the right
recipe, just what
could you produce
with that stuff?
- A number of
possible combinations.
- Are soporifics among them?
- Well, the precursors are here.
Yes, they are.
- Mmm-hmm, and
methaqualone has been flooding
every junior and
senior high school
in this city and this campus.
Just last month, four
ODs were reported
to the university
medical center.
Did you know that?
- I know that,
Sergeant Anderson.
You think the missing
chemicals from this lab
have something to do with it?
- Don't you, Mr. Kramer?
- Well, it's possible.
It's possible.
But what am I supposed to do?
Buy a cot and sleep here?
The professor is just
about as much help.
He kept saying, what can we do?
- Yeah, sometimes I
wonder what we're all about.
- What are you talkin' about?
We do what we can.
Tomorrow...
- Is another day.
I saw the movie.
I got a call.
They want me to testify before
the legislative subcommittee.
Again?
- Yeah.
What's goin' on here?
What's, hey guys.
What's goin' on?
- A girl freaked out.
- Hey, I'm Sergeant Crowley
with the police department.
What's the quickest
way up there?
- Follow me.
- Stay down here, Pep.
What's her name?
Cindy, Cindy Williams.
- What's the matter with her?
- I don't know.
- Hold it. Hold it.
Let me talk to her.
Cindy, Cindy, don't
be foolish honey.
Come on. I want to help you.
So come on down.
Let's talk about it, okay?
- Don't worry.
I can't fall.
Don't you know that?
You see those birds over there?
- Uh-huh, what about 'em?
- I can be like them.
I mean, I can do anything.
- Well, if you can do
anything, Cindy, prove it to me.
You come on down
here and talk to me, okay.
Come on down.
Talk to me.
- I don't want to.
I just want to float.
Daddy doesn't
know I can do that.
And I can.
Daddy doesn't
know a lot of things.
- Let's get out of here.
- You come down
here, and I'll go with you
and talk to you daddy.
We'll tell him about it, okay.
Only you gotta talk
to him with me, okay.
- They're waiting
for me down there.
You see, they know I can fly.
They believe in me.
- I believe in you, too, Cindy.
So Cindy, come on
down and talk to me, okay.
- No, no, you're
just like my father
with your questions always,
your questions.
- No, I'm not, honey.
- I'm gonna fly now.
I can do it.
I can.
I'll show everyone.
- Cindy?
Let go.
- Is she alive?
- Barely.
- I couldn't hold onto her.
Nelson, get all these
people out of here, will ya?
Come on.
The show's over, folks.
Let's go.
Keep moving.
Nothing to look at.
Come on. Back to class.
- This is the boy I
was telling you about.
- That's the one I
saw on the stairs.
Tim Mathis and Cindy
Williams, our first date.
- Crowley.
- Oh, Dr. Shafer, this
is Sergeant Anderson.
- How do you do?
- How do you do?
Did you contact
the girl's parents?
- I finally reached
her father at his club.
He's on his way over now.
- Good.
Well, there's really
not much sense
in your waiting around here.
It'll be quite a while
after the surgery
before she's able to talk.
She had several broken
ribs puncturing a lung,
probable skull fracture,
serious abdominal bleeding.
It's touch and go at this point.
My major concern right
now is the administration
of general anesthetics on
top of the high concentration
of drugs already in her system.
She took a pretty good dose.
- You've done an analysis?
- Yes.
Your suspicions made
our test go a lot faster.
She had near to toxic levels
of methaqualone
in her blood stream.
- Ah, listen doctor.
If you should see
this man come around,
would you let us know?
- Her source?
- Friend, a boy, we don't know.
- Yeah, for some crazy
reason these kids think
this junk is an aphrodisiac.
If we could only
convince them it's a killer.
- That'll do it.
Bill, Tim Mathis,
male, Caucasian, 19
only son of the
Crawford Mathis family.
- Crawford Mathis?
- He as in high rise,
insurance, real estate, you know.
- The kid ever take any falls?
- One, three years
ago in high school.
The usual.
The principal caught him
smoking pot in the restroom.
Counselor release situation.
- Who was on the phone?
- Good news.
Lab sent your tracking.
- Two of those drugs
that Pepper found,
they have the same
chemical makeup
and the same pill press
markings as the ones
that have been
showing up all over town.
- Well, it's a start.
That's good work.
- Yeah, but it's only a start.
Gary Bowers, please report
to the information desk.
Dr. George Freeman,
please report
to the third floor
nurse's station.
Dr. George Freeman, third
floor nurse's station, please.
- Can I talk to William
Crowley please.
- Johnny, don't
let it get to you.
It's Mathis who
ought to be worried.
I mean, he's the one
who gave her the stuff.
- The kid's been
a good customer.
He should know better
than to open his mouth.
- If you're really worried,
I mean even this much,
and you want to
lay back for awhile,
why don't you let me handle
the dealers at the school?
- You?
- Why not?
I'm a big girl.
I'm your girl.
I'd kind like to get in on a
good thing, too, you know.
- I'll think about it, okay.
- And you know what?
You could even let
me pick up the stuff
from that mysterious
source of yours.
- Wendy, your greed is showing.
This much.
Nobody gets in on our source.
- Hey, Mathis.
I'm Sergeant Crowley.
I'm a police officer.
Hey, Joel.
Get him.
- Get him.
- Hold it.
- I didn't mean to hurt her.
Cindy, I didn't mean to.
- I don't want to talk.
- To a cop?
- Not to anyone.
- Tim wants to see
you very, very much.
- Is he all right?
He's not in jail is he?
- Tim's over at
headquarters helping us.
He's very worried about you.
- It wasn't his fault.
I want you to know that.
What I did, I did to myself.
- You know why you did it?
- Because there are
times when I forget things...
- And you just don't
want to be yourself, huh?
- Maybe.
I don't know.
- Cindy, I know
you don't know me,
but I was there when
you were on that balcony.
I was there when you fell.
I watched you fall.
I came over, and
I said to myself,
if that girl doesn't
die, I gotta go see her.
I've just gotta ask her why
she doesn't want to live.
I just want to be alone.
- Okay, sweetheart.
Still nothing is
being done about it.
- Sergeant Crowley,
if we did it your way,
we'd lock them up.
We'd throw the key
away on every kid
that ever dropped a pill.
Now, is that it?
- That's your
smokescreen, not mine.
But I tell you one thing.
I wouldn't make it
easier for them to get it.
Look at the figures.
The problem's not going away.
It's not getting any better.
It's getting worse.
Kids are being admitted
to emergency rooms
at a rate double
that of two years ago.
- It is getting worse.
Will you tell me why
the police don't pick up
the dealers instead of
the mules and the users?
- We're nailing them.
We're shutting down elicit
labs, but let me tell you.
Nobody's getting any time.
We're arresting the same
people maybe two or three
times a year, and I'm
talking about dealers,
big, multi-pound
dealers who post bail,
get straight probation,
end up back out there
on the street before we
can finish the paperwork.
Now, I've been comin'
here for three years now,
and I gotta say one thing.
Nothin' really has changed
except that there are more kids
dead or maimed or turned
into zombies because there are
bums out there on the
street who are filling a market
that you people are helping
to create by your neglect.
- Are you quite through,
Sergeant Crowley?
The committee will now
call Inspector Burt Travis
representing the
District Attorney's office.
- Where's your couth, Crowley?
You gotta finesse
these characters.
- Looks like they
got to you again, huh.
- Same old thing.
- Well, how about some good news
like the dealer Mathis
told us about, John Trevor?
Valley narcs nailed him
last spring for dealing PCP.
- Is he a cooker?
- That thing says so,
but he handles enough
to have a good connection.
- Your idea to
work him for a lab?
- It depends.
If my boss buys the action.
- What's the action?
- Well, I've been thinking.
How about the Canadian
connection, boss?
- How about a
Canadian connection?
- Here she comes now.
- Where did you say
you met her again?
- In that disco on
Westmore, The Candletree.
She hit on me for some 'ludes.
She's one of those
upper bracket types.
Wants to put some
light into her pool parties.
- I don't know.
- Hey, man, suit yourself.
I just thought you
might want the business.
You want me to tell
the lady to get lost?
- No, I'll talk to her.
You wait here.
My friend says you want
to give a better party.
- And I'll bet you
can help me do that.
- Parties can be expensive.
That's the only kind I give.
- How much you want?
- Why don't we start
with what you have?
What's the price?
- 10 bucks each roll.
Hey, what is this?
- I like to be sure
of what I'm getting.
Okay, sonny, you
can get yourself lost.
Thanks for your help, and
be careful who you talk to.
Come on, sugar.
Let's see how
good your product is.
Well, now, that is good.
Whoever cooked this
really knows his business.
- What's your game, lady?
- Jill, Jill Diamond.
- Yeah, I'll bet.
- You're real cute.
You know that?
- Yeah, Jill.
- I want to arrange a load,
and wherever you get it,
tell them to forget
the pill press.
I want it packaged in pound
bundles in powder form.
- That doesn't sound
like any champagne party.
- It doesn't matter
what's it's for now.
Does it really?
Can you deliver?
- To what?
Local competition?
- Believe me.
Where I'm taking it
there is no competition.
My people don't allow it.
- Why me?
- Because I found you, and if
you read the papers, do you?
- Yeah, even the funnies.
- You are cute.
Well, the cops have
been having a field day
on the front pages recently,
and if you read those,
you'd understand
why I came down here
to find a new source of supply.
- Down here?
Canada?
You mean, you've been buying
from the Toronto syndicate?
The one that was busted
by the mounties last month?
- The load, can you handle it?
- How big?
- Why don't we start
with a $10,000 order?
- Lady, we've been a
penny ante operation,
but we have facilities,
and we're eager to please.
Yeah, I'll see
what I can set up.
- Call me.
You have one day.
Then I'll go somewhere else.
I'll be waiting for
your call, Johnny.
- Yeah, okay.
- I'd say there's one lab gonna
be working overtime tonight.
What do you think, Joe?
- I think you just took the
words right out of my mouth.
- Wendy, I have just
made the big deal.
- You call that big?
Dealing with an expense
account hostess is big?
- Wendy, that lady is connected.
This could be the thing
we've been waiting for.
- What do you mean we?
You mean you and your partner?
- I've gotta make a call.
- Oh, Johnny, do me a
favor and tell your partner
I still want some
of the action, huh?
- Wendy, if this thing
goes, you can have every bit
of nickel and dime
action around here.
I won't need it.
- No, we'll wait.
Hang in there, Pete.
- Nothing.
- Trevor hasn't even
left the apartment.
- Girl still with him?
- Mmm-hmm, she
went out and bought
some hamburgers and came back.
- What if he doesn't
go to his connection?
- Then you let the money go.
- $10,000?
- It's our only chance
to find the lab, Pep.
Oh.
- That's why I put the
money into somebody.
Pep?
Your phone.
- Hello?
- The load is ready.
I'll meet you in front of
the Union National
Bank Plaza at 7:30.
Solo, lady.
7:30, all alone.
Looks like you're gonna
be tailing the $10,000.
- Wendy?
- Yeah?
- You've been wanting to
get in on some action lately.
Haven't you?
- Want to?
I've been dying to.
- How about tonight?
- Yeah?
Okay, what do you want me to do?
- Well, we pick up the lady.
And then you drive
us over to a warehouse
that's over on
Jefferson and Wall
where there's gonna
be a van parked for us.
And then you come home.
- And that's it?
Where do you go from there?
- Well, I get the lady's bread,
and she gets the dough.
And then you and I are off
on some pretty good times.
- Head's up.
The game plan's moving.
12 light 50 to air one,
get yourself airborne.
- You've got the money.
- When I see the goods,
you see the money.
Who's our friend?
- Oh, I'm Wendy.
I only drive.
The merchandise?
- As soon as she drops
us off, we'll get in the van.
You drive.
I'll make the count.
- I asked about the goods.
- It's under the
front seat of the van.
- Listen hard, Trevor.
My people know who
you are, where you live,
and what you had for breakfast,
so nothing better go wrong.
- It won't.
We're looking forward to
more from your people, Jill.
I'll see you back
at the apartment.
- Hey, kid?
Next time I play more
than a chauffeur?
- Okay, let's put it in motion.
- What have we got air one?
Air one, we have a car switch.
Agent and suspects are
now proceeding westbound
in a light blue van.
- All here.
- What did you expect?
Now, where do I unload it?
- Just keep driving.
- Cops, they're
all over the place.
We're surrounded.
Just bust it.
- You're crazy.
We'll be killed.
- Ronnie.
Come on, where's your fire?
- Get out.
- They'll shoot us.
- Come on.
- Travis!
Travis, you want to
tell me just what the hell
the DA's office is doing
here on the street?
- What does it
look like Crowley?
- Making a dope arrest.
- I don't give a damn about
your making a dope case.
You understand that, Travis?
- You want to know
something, Crowley?
I don't care what you think.
It just so happens that...
- It just so happens that
common courtesy says
if the DA's office
is gonna be moved
to the street
then you notify us.
- Look, Crowley, I had a tip.
The tip says that there's
a good size dope case
goin' down, so I moved.
It's my action.
- Yeah, your action.
I know all about your action.
Hearings come to town, and
papers start playing up dope,
so you decide to go out and grab
a little extra publicity
for your boss.
Listen, when is the
election coming up, Travis?
- It's my case.
- Yeah, but that was
out on the street, Travis.
We're the street people.
You know that.
Like he says, a little
courtesy would be nice.
- Courtesy, since
when has that been
the big word around here?
Look, the DA investigates
what it wants to investigate.
It kinda keeps a balance.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- Whatever you want it to mean.
- Travis, I don't know what
you're reaching for, but if you
have some kind of
allegation to make, let's hear it.
- Maybe we just figure
you guys could use
a little help gettin' the
dope cleaned up in this town.
When I get a tip, I move on it.
- Yeah, I saw how
you moved on it.
Your dope went up in a
cloud of smoke, Travis.
You got nothin'.
Those big time suspects of
yours are gonna take a walk.
- They tried running
my road block.
I call that assault.
- You had a road full of geeks
out there holding shot guns.
There wasn't a uniform in sight.
How far do you think a jury is
gonna go with you on that one?
- All right, do what
you want with them.
Next time, give us a call.
Will ya?
- You didn't tell him that
Pepper was in on it, did ya?
- It's none of his
damn business.
Tell me where it hurts.
I'll kiss it and make it well.
- What are you doing here?
It's ladies hours.
- I just told 'em I
was your daddy.
- Daddy is leering.
- You gettin' to be a big girl.
- You wouldn't be here
unless you wanted something.
Does daddy want
me to go to jail?
- Well, I, as a matter of fact,
it would just be for
a few hours, Pep.
- I am not spending
the night in jail.
- Well, you can't
spend it here either
because at 12 o'clock,
the little boy cops
come in and start
splashing around.
- Okay, at midnight my pumpkin
and I will get out
but not before then.
- Yeah.
Seriously, Pep.
- Bill, no jail.
- What if I get
you a private cell?
Running water, room
service, double mattress?
- I spent two nights
in jail last month.
No.
- Okay, no jail.
- Thank you, Daddy.
- But you still gotta show up
for that arraignment
tomorrow morning.
- Bill, I...
- There's no problem.
It's all set.
You and Trevor get sprung.
Tell you what I want you to do.
You tell 'em you want
your $10,000 back
from the cops or else.
- And then what?
- I'm hopin' his girlfriend
shows up with it.
'Cause if she does,
I want you to try
to spend some
time with her alone.
I want to find out as much
about this kid as I can.
Sure you don't want any milk?
- No, that's just how I like it.
Strong and black.
It's a nice little place.
It's okay for a
nice little place.
- I guess it's none
of my business...
But I do live here with Trevor.
You took the words right out
of my busy little mind.
Yeah, I live here with him.
- You don't sound
too enthusiastic.
- Oh, he's okay.
You know, it's just, mmm,
waiting for something
better to come along.
- What could be better?
You're connected
to a source of supply.
- Don't touch the plant.
It kills 'em.
Maybe there's a Canadian
outfit that could use me.
- Well, that would depend
on what you have to offer.
- And what are your
people looking for?
- We are looking for a
good source of supply.
You have any leads?
- Johnny's the
only source I know.
But your people are
gonna need a mule.
I mean, there's going
to be more than one buy.
Isn't there?
- Well, that depends
on your roommate,
if he can survive all this.
Too much has gone wrong already.
- Hello?
- Tell the lady that
the cops are stalling.
I'll have the money
back this afternoon.
- Okay.
Well, what time
will you be here?
When will I see you?
Whatever you say.
Okay.
That was Johnny.
The cops hung him
up, and he'll need
'til later this afternoon.
- Okay, but tell him
that's all he gets.
I better be going.
Oh, can I give you
a ride or anything?
- No, not this time.
Just tell your roommate.
That's all he gets.
- Right.
- Say, do you think
that you can have
a batch together in time?
- Put that out, you idiot.
This is ether.
This whole place could
go up like an atom bomb.
Look, we don't want
that lady to get past us.
I mean, she could
be the biggest thing...
- She could be,
maybe, and maybe not.
Something went wrong Johnny.
There's a leak.
Who knew about the buy?
- Just the customer and Wendy.
- Well, now that's two
possible leaks right there.
Isn't it?
- Oh, come on.
- I want them tested, Johnny.
Both of them.
Then we'll talk about
a delivery, hmm.
Understand, hmm?
- Okay.
- What do you got?
- CII report came
in on the girl's prints.
- Did you get a hit on 'em?
- She's in the files all right.
How about that?
- Can you believe that?
- You going out, Johnny?
- I won't be long.
- Oh, I don't want
to be here all alone.
- I said, I'll be right back.
You going to make
the deal with the lady?
- Yeah, the deal.
- Don't you want
me to drive again?
- No, you be a good
girl and stay here.
I'm gonna meet the lady
over at the Trojan Horse Bar.
They'll do the deal.
And then, I shall
return as they say.
And I will be waiting.
- Hello?
- Trojan Horse Bar.
He's going to meet
the Canadian there.
The deal ought to
go within 20 minutes.
- I'm really
disappointed, Wendy.
- Hey, Crowley, how are ya?
- Trevor's girlfriend,
she belongs to you, right?
CII shows her prints as
an applicant for a position
in the DA's office
as an investigator.
Now, is that right?
- Yeah, so what?
- I don't believe you, man.
Is that election
so important to you
that you'd turn a
young kid like this
into a shot job for
some punk dope dealer?
- Hey, hold it.
When you take over here
you can question my tactics.
Until then, bug off.
- You're stepping on
my case, so you bug off.
Are you gettin' my message?
- I'll tell you what, Crowley.
Why don't you just
tag along and watch me
take Trevor and the
Canadian connection.
They're about to fall,
Crowley, and fall hard.
- There's nothing set
up for the Canadian.
Who told you that?
- My undercover
told me just now.
- Then she's in
deep trouble, Travis.
- What are you talkin' about?
- There's no meet
for the Canadian.
I know because
she's my undercover,
Sergeant Pepper Anderson.
You and your glory grabbing.
Why couldn't you just
work with us, Travis?
- Hold it right there, friend.
If you don't want a
bullet right in your head,
you better put that
down right now.
Put that down!
Don't do nothing foolish, or
I'll blow your head right off.
- I think maybe
you'd better explain.
- Look, I wasn't taking
off with your bread.
I just got it from the
cops two hours ago.
- He's lying, Jill.
Let me do it, Jill.
- No, no, no.
Look, I know the reason
we got nailed the other night.
It's her.
It's Wendy.
She's been in bed with the cops.
I caught her.
I set her up.
She's a snitch.
- What do you
plan to do with her?
- Dump her in the river.
There's nothing else to do.
What's the matter?
- What's the matter
is that you're an idiot.
That's your problem.
You're too eager.
When you're eager,
you make mistakes.
- You got a better way to go?
- My friends could fix it so
she'd never be seen again.
- You'd do that for me?
- Let's call it a trade.
She disappears, and you
arrange for an immediate load.
- I can do that.
Yes, I can.
- Oh, I'm not finished.
I want the load, and
I'm not dealing with you.
It's the first string
this time or nothing.
I want to meet your
man, and I want
a firsthand look at what
you can produce, and then,
we'll decide how much more
we want to buy in the future.
Well?
- Well, uh, I'll
see what I can do.
But you meet me back here
after you've taken care of her.
- Don't mess it up.
It's your last chance.
- It'll go.
It will.
- Bring the girl.
- Come on.
- Look, he was lying.
I swear, he was lying.
I swear.
- Take it easy, kid.
Here you go.
By the way, we're friends.
This is Investigator Royster.
- My friends call me Pete.
- Fix your collar.
The girl's okay.
- I can't say enough.
- You don't have to say
anything, but you can listen.
This is your first
assignment, right?
- Yeah.
- Well, next time
just be yourself.
Use your head, not your body.
- I know, but Travis said...
- And he's the last
person you should listen to,
the one who's going to get
all the credit no
matter who he steps on.
- What about the
meeting with the man?
- We don't know yet.
- Travis used you.
A policewoman never
has to prostitute herself
to make an arrest.
There's always some other way.
- Yeah.
- And by the way, just
think how it would look
to a jury if you ever
had to the stand.
- The means and end don't
necessarily justify one another.
- You got it.
- Yeah.
- Are you all right, kid?
I'll see you when
you're through.
- And working with a creep
will get you in deep every time.
We're about to
get ourselves a lab.
- You be careful, Pepper.
- You know me.
- That's what
we're talkin' about.
- Is it arranged?
- My man's agreed
to give you a tour.
- Good, let's go.
- One hitch.
- What now?
- It's not my fault, but
he wants the location
of the lab to be kept secret.
And he wants you to come
alone and with a blindfold.
- Now, wait a minute.
We didn't...
- It's all right.
But now.
- You've got
yourself a deal, Jill.
The money, you got the money?
- We got it.
Meet you back at the hotel.
- We'll be there.
- Let's do it.
- Bill, get it up
in the air quick.
The crook's alone.
- Here, put this on.
- Why?
- It's part of the deal.
Okay, just follow me.
What?
- Come with me.
Here.
- Where are we?
- Nevermind, just...
Okay, now watch your step.
It's a little rough.
You in there?
I'll be right with you.
And don't light any cigarettes.
- You can take
that thing off now.
He's at the ether stage.
Why don't we wait a minute.
- Good idea.
- Hey, you gonna take all day?
- I'm coming. I'm coming.
You caught me right
in the middle of a batch.
So Dr. Shafer says I should be
out of here by next week.
- That's not all he said.
- You know, he took two
hours out of a busy day to talk
to us, not to tell us
what we did wrong
but to explain every
single street drug for sale
on and off the black market,
exactly what they do
to your mind and body.
And then he left
the decision up to us.
- I like Dr. Shafer.
Is he as single as he is smart?
- Three kids, Wendy.
He showed me the pictures.
Sorry.
- I don't like Dr. Shafer.
How's that for a brief romance?
- I think it's about time
we let you two alone.
- Sergeant Anderson,
Sergeant Crowley, before you go
I want you to know that
well, my body may be
in crummy shape right now,
but well, my head's cleared up.
And it's kind of nice to
think straight for a change.
Thank you.
- That's what we're here for.
- Goodbye.
the night in jail.
- Well, I'm serious, Pep.
- No, no jail.
- I'm gonna fly now.
I can do it.
I can.
I'll show everyone.
- I want it packaged
in pound bundles.
Can you deliver?
- I can do that.
- Get out.
- Hi.
How did the exam go?
- It didn't.
Who know what you gave
me kept me up all night,
but I can't study.
I can hear him now, my
father, about all the money
he's spending sending
his daughter to college
just to watch her flunk.
- That's what
daddies are for, Cindy.
I mean, take that away from
them and what have they got?
Their golf, their boats,
their dry martinis?
You're just strung
out from the bennies.
You need something to
take your mind off everything.
Look at Trevor over there.
He's got some
'ludes I can score.
I'll bring 'em up
to your room later.
All you gotta do is
phone home and say...
- Oh, don't worry, folks.
I'm just taking some more pills.
Pills to wake up, go to
sleep, to study, to zonk out.
- Cin, I'm talking about 'ludes.
They're pharmaceutical.
Doctors prescribe them.
Okay?
- Okay.
- Hey, man, how you doin'?
- What's up, Tim?
- Five rolls, John Boy.
- That's 25 happies.
If you need anymore
just give me a call.
- Uh, I don't think
there's gonna be
any action on the phone tonight.
My chick and I, we're
gonna be having a good time.
- Business is looking good.
Huh, babe?
- Yeah, Wendy, pretty good.
- And in digging through
these, we find the university
reported a large, a very large
loss in chemicals last month.
- I know that Sergeant Anderson.
The professor's as
concerned about it as I am.
I'm sure he's telling that
to your partner right now.
The way these kids
run in and out of here,
it's a wonder they don't take
away half the lab with them.
- Well, is he also telling them
about the kind of inventory
control you have here?
- Well, it is somewhat
shabby, yes.
- Shabby?
Well, I'd say it's
about effective
as a paper umbrella
in a hurricane.
What do you think?
- Sergeant, I'm a chemist
and a teaching assistant.
I can't force the
almighty trustees to get
the extra manpower we
need to help with paperwork,
put on more security guards.
A big university like
this is a bureaucracy
choked with red tape, and well,
I hope you can
understand my position,
which obviously
isn't much of one.
- All right, well,
let's get to these.
These are the missing chemicals?
- Yes, that's right.
- And with the right
recipe, just what
could you produce
with that stuff?
- A number of
possible combinations.
- Are soporifics among them?
- Well, the precursors are here.
Yes, they are.
- Mmm-hmm, and
methaqualone has been flooding
every junior and
senior high school
in this city and this campus.
Just last month, four
ODs were reported
to the university
medical center.
Did you know that?
- I know that,
Sergeant Anderson.
You think the missing
chemicals from this lab
have something to do with it?
- Don't you, Mr. Kramer?
- Well, it's possible.
It's possible.
But what am I supposed to do?
Buy a cot and sleep here?
The professor is just
about as much help.
He kept saying, what can we do?
- Yeah, sometimes I
wonder what we're all about.
- What are you talkin' about?
We do what we can.
Tomorrow...
- Is another day.
I saw the movie.
I got a call.
They want me to testify before
the legislative subcommittee.
Again?
- Yeah.
What's goin' on here?
What's, hey guys.
What's goin' on?
- A girl freaked out.
- Hey, I'm Sergeant Crowley
with the police department.
What's the quickest
way up there?
- Follow me.
- Stay down here, Pep.
What's her name?
Cindy, Cindy Williams.
- What's the matter with her?
- I don't know.
- Hold it. Hold it.
Let me talk to her.
Cindy, Cindy, don't
be foolish honey.
Come on. I want to help you.
So come on down.
Let's talk about it, okay?
- Don't worry.
I can't fall.
Don't you know that?
You see those birds over there?
- Uh-huh, what about 'em?
- I can be like them.
I mean, I can do anything.
- Well, if you can do
anything, Cindy, prove it to me.
You come on down
here and talk to me, okay.
Come on down.
Talk to me.
- I don't want to.
I just want to float.
Daddy doesn't
know I can do that.
And I can.
Daddy doesn't
know a lot of things.
- Let's get out of here.
- You come down
here, and I'll go with you
and talk to you daddy.
We'll tell him about it, okay.
Only you gotta talk
to him with me, okay.
- They're waiting
for me down there.
You see, they know I can fly.
They believe in me.
- I believe in you, too, Cindy.
So Cindy, come on
down and talk to me, okay.
- No, no, you're
just like my father
with your questions always,
your questions.
- No, I'm not, honey.
- I'm gonna fly now.
I can do it.
I can.
I'll show everyone.
- Cindy?
Let go.
- Is she alive?
- Barely.
- I couldn't hold onto her.
Nelson, get all these
people out of here, will ya?
Come on.
The show's over, folks.
Let's go.
Keep moving.
Nothing to look at.
Come on. Back to class.
- This is the boy I
was telling you about.
- That's the one I
saw on the stairs.
Tim Mathis and Cindy
Williams, our first date.
- Crowley.
- Oh, Dr. Shafer, this
is Sergeant Anderson.
- How do you do?
- How do you do?
Did you contact
the girl's parents?
- I finally reached
her father at his club.
He's on his way over now.
- Good.
Well, there's really
not much sense
in your waiting around here.
It'll be quite a while
after the surgery
before she's able to talk.
She had several broken
ribs puncturing a lung,
probable skull fracture,
serious abdominal bleeding.
It's touch and go at this point.
My major concern right
now is the administration
of general anesthetics on
top of the high concentration
of drugs already in her system.
She took a pretty good dose.
- You've done an analysis?
- Yes.
Your suspicions made
our test go a lot faster.
She had near to toxic levels
of methaqualone
in her blood stream.
- Ah, listen doctor.
If you should see
this man come around,
would you let us know?
- Her source?
- Friend, a boy, we don't know.
- Yeah, for some crazy
reason these kids think
this junk is an aphrodisiac.
If we could only
convince them it's a killer.
- That'll do it.
Bill, Tim Mathis,
male, Caucasian, 19
only son of the
Crawford Mathis family.
- Crawford Mathis?
- He as in high rise,
insurance, real estate, you know.
- The kid ever take any falls?
- One, three years
ago in high school.
The usual.
The principal caught him
smoking pot in the restroom.
Counselor release situation.
- Who was on the phone?
- Good news.
Lab sent your tracking.
- Two of those drugs
that Pepper found,
they have the same
chemical makeup
and the same pill press
markings as the ones
that have been
showing up all over town.
- Well, it's a start.
That's good work.
- Yeah, but it's only a start.
Gary Bowers, please report
to the information desk.
Dr. George Freeman,
please report
to the third floor
nurse's station.
Dr. George Freeman, third
floor nurse's station, please.
- Can I talk to William
Crowley please.
- Johnny, don't
let it get to you.
It's Mathis who
ought to be worried.
I mean, he's the one
who gave her the stuff.
- The kid's been
a good customer.
He should know better
than to open his mouth.
- If you're really worried,
I mean even this much,
and you want to
lay back for awhile,
why don't you let me handle
the dealers at the school?
- You?
- Why not?
I'm a big girl.
I'm your girl.
I'd kind like to get in on a
good thing, too, you know.
- I'll think about it, okay.
- And you know what?
You could even let
me pick up the stuff
from that mysterious
source of yours.
- Wendy, your greed is showing.
This much.
Nobody gets in on our source.
- Hey, Mathis.
I'm Sergeant Crowley.
I'm a police officer.
Hey, Joel.
Get him.
- Get him.
- Hold it.
- I didn't mean to hurt her.
Cindy, I didn't mean to.
- I don't want to talk.
- To a cop?
- Not to anyone.
- Tim wants to see
you very, very much.
- Is he all right?
He's not in jail is he?
- Tim's over at
headquarters helping us.
He's very worried about you.
- It wasn't his fault.
I want you to know that.
What I did, I did to myself.
- You know why you did it?
- Because there are
times when I forget things...
- And you just don't
want to be yourself, huh?
- Maybe.
I don't know.
- Cindy, I know
you don't know me,
but I was there when
you were on that balcony.
I was there when you fell.
I watched you fall.
I came over, and
I said to myself,
if that girl doesn't
die, I gotta go see her.
I've just gotta ask her why
she doesn't want to live.
I just want to be alone.
- Okay, sweetheart.
Still nothing is
being done about it.
- Sergeant Crowley,
if we did it your way,
we'd lock them up.
We'd throw the key
away on every kid
that ever dropped a pill.
Now, is that it?
- That's your
smokescreen, not mine.
But I tell you one thing.
I wouldn't make it
easier for them to get it.
Look at the figures.
The problem's not going away.
It's not getting any better.
It's getting worse.
Kids are being admitted
to emergency rooms
at a rate double
that of two years ago.
- It is getting worse.
Will you tell me why
the police don't pick up
the dealers instead of
the mules and the users?
- We're nailing them.
We're shutting down elicit
labs, but let me tell you.
Nobody's getting any time.
We're arresting the same
people maybe two or three
times a year, and I'm
talking about dealers,
big, multi-pound
dealers who post bail,
get straight probation,
end up back out there
on the street before we
can finish the paperwork.
Now, I've been comin'
here for three years now,
and I gotta say one thing.
Nothin' really has changed
except that there are more kids
dead or maimed or turned
into zombies because there are
bums out there on the
street who are filling a market
that you people are helping
to create by your neglect.
- Are you quite through,
Sergeant Crowley?
The committee will now
call Inspector Burt Travis
representing the
District Attorney's office.
- Where's your couth, Crowley?
You gotta finesse
these characters.
- Looks like they
got to you again, huh.
- Same old thing.
- Well, how about some good news
like the dealer Mathis
told us about, John Trevor?
Valley narcs nailed him
last spring for dealing PCP.
- Is he a cooker?
- That thing says so,
but he handles enough
to have a good connection.
- Your idea to
work him for a lab?
- It depends.
If my boss buys the action.
- What's the action?
- Well, I've been thinking.
How about the Canadian
connection, boss?
- How about a
Canadian connection?
- Here she comes now.
- Where did you say
you met her again?
- In that disco on
Westmore, The Candletree.
She hit on me for some 'ludes.
She's one of those
upper bracket types.
Wants to put some
light into her pool parties.
- I don't know.
- Hey, man, suit yourself.
I just thought you
might want the business.
You want me to tell
the lady to get lost?
- No, I'll talk to her.
You wait here.
My friend says you want
to give a better party.
- And I'll bet you
can help me do that.
- Parties can be expensive.
That's the only kind I give.
- How much you want?
- Why don't we start
with what you have?
What's the price?
- 10 bucks each roll.
Hey, what is this?
- I like to be sure
of what I'm getting.
Okay, sonny, you
can get yourself lost.
Thanks for your help, and
be careful who you talk to.
Come on, sugar.
Let's see how
good your product is.
Well, now, that is good.
Whoever cooked this
really knows his business.
- What's your game, lady?
- Jill, Jill Diamond.
- Yeah, I'll bet.
- You're real cute.
You know that?
- Yeah, Jill.
- I want to arrange a load,
and wherever you get it,
tell them to forget
the pill press.
I want it packaged in pound
bundles in powder form.
- That doesn't sound
like any champagne party.
- It doesn't matter
what's it's for now.
Does it really?
Can you deliver?
- To what?
Local competition?
- Believe me.
Where I'm taking it
there is no competition.
My people don't allow it.
- Why me?
- Because I found you, and if
you read the papers, do you?
- Yeah, even the funnies.
- You are cute.
Well, the cops have
been having a field day
on the front pages recently,
and if you read those,
you'd understand
why I came down here
to find a new source of supply.
- Down here?
Canada?
You mean, you've been buying
from the Toronto syndicate?
The one that was busted
by the mounties last month?
- The load, can you handle it?
- How big?
- Why don't we start
with a $10,000 order?
- Lady, we've been a
penny ante operation,
but we have facilities,
and we're eager to please.
Yeah, I'll see
what I can set up.
- Call me.
You have one day.
Then I'll go somewhere else.
I'll be waiting for
your call, Johnny.
- Yeah, okay.
- I'd say there's one lab gonna
be working overtime tonight.
What do you think, Joe?
- I think you just took the
words right out of my mouth.
- Wendy, I have just
made the big deal.
- You call that big?
Dealing with an expense
account hostess is big?
- Wendy, that lady is connected.
This could be the thing
we've been waiting for.
- What do you mean we?
You mean you and your partner?
- I've gotta make a call.
- Oh, Johnny, do me a
favor and tell your partner
I still want some
of the action, huh?
- Wendy, if this thing
goes, you can have every bit
of nickel and dime
action around here.
I won't need it.
- No, we'll wait.
Hang in there, Pete.
- Nothing.
- Trevor hasn't even
left the apartment.
- Girl still with him?
- Mmm-hmm, she
went out and bought
some hamburgers and came back.
- What if he doesn't
go to his connection?
- Then you let the money go.
- $10,000?
- It's our only chance
to find the lab, Pep.
Oh.
- That's why I put the
money into somebody.
Pep?
Your phone.
- Hello?
- The load is ready.
I'll meet you in front of
the Union National
Bank Plaza at 7:30.
Solo, lady.
7:30, all alone.
Looks like you're gonna
be tailing the $10,000.
- Wendy?
- Yeah?
- You've been wanting to
get in on some action lately.
Haven't you?
- Want to?
I've been dying to.
- How about tonight?
- Yeah?
Okay, what do you want me to do?
- Well, we pick up the lady.
And then you drive
us over to a warehouse
that's over on
Jefferson and Wall
where there's gonna
be a van parked for us.
And then you come home.
- And that's it?
Where do you go from there?
- Well, I get the lady's bread,
and she gets the dough.
And then you and I are off
on some pretty good times.
- Head's up.
The game plan's moving.
12 light 50 to air one,
get yourself airborne.
- You've got the money.
- When I see the goods,
you see the money.
Who's our friend?
- Oh, I'm Wendy.
I only drive.
The merchandise?
- As soon as she drops
us off, we'll get in the van.
You drive.
I'll make the count.
- I asked about the goods.
- It's under the
front seat of the van.
- Listen hard, Trevor.
My people know who
you are, where you live,
and what you had for breakfast,
so nothing better go wrong.
- It won't.
We're looking forward to
more from your people, Jill.
I'll see you back
at the apartment.
- Hey, kid?
Next time I play more
than a chauffeur?
- Okay, let's put it in motion.
- What have we got air one?
Air one, we have a car switch.
Agent and suspects are
now proceeding westbound
in a light blue van.
- All here.
- What did you expect?
Now, where do I unload it?
- Just keep driving.
- Cops, they're
all over the place.
We're surrounded.
Just bust it.
- You're crazy.
We'll be killed.
- Ronnie.
Come on, where's your fire?
- Get out.
- They'll shoot us.
- Come on.
- Travis!
Travis, you want to
tell me just what the hell
the DA's office is doing
here on the street?
- What does it
look like Crowley?
- Making a dope arrest.
- I don't give a damn about
your making a dope case.
You understand that, Travis?
- You want to know
something, Crowley?
I don't care what you think.
It just so happens that...
- It just so happens that
common courtesy says
if the DA's office
is gonna be moved
to the street
then you notify us.
- Look, Crowley, I had a tip.
The tip says that there's
a good size dope case
goin' down, so I moved.
It's my action.
- Yeah, your action.
I know all about your action.
Hearings come to town, and
papers start playing up dope,
so you decide to go out and grab
a little extra publicity
for your boss.
Listen, when is the
election coming up, Travis?
- It's my case.
- Yeah, but that was
out on the street, Travis.
We're the street people.
You know that.
Like he says, a little
courtesy would be nice.
- Courtesy, since
when has that been
the big word around here?
Look, the DA investigates
what it wants to investigate.
It kinda keeps a balance.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- Whatever you want it to mean.
- Travis, I don't know what
you're reaching for, but if you
have some kind of
allegation to make, let's hear it.
- Maybe we just figure
you guys could use
a little help gettin' the
dope cleaned up in this town.
When I get a tip, I move on it.
- Yeah, I saw how
you moved on it.
Your dope went up in a
cloud of smoke, Travis.
You got nothin'.
Those big time suspects of
yours are gonna take a walk.
- They tried running
my road block.
I call that assault.
- You had a road full of geeks
out there holding shot guns.
There wasn't a uniform in sight.
How far do you think a jury is
gonna go with you on that one?
- All right, do what
you want with them.
Next time, give us a call.
Will ya?
- You didn't tell him that
Pepper was in on it, did ya?
- It's none of his
damn business.
Tell me where it hurts.
I'll kiss it and make it well.
- What are you doing here?
It's ladies hours.
- I just told 'em I
was your daddy.
- Daddy is leering.
- You gettin' to be a big girl.
- You wouldn't be here
unless you wanted something.
Does daddy want
me to go to jail?
- Well, I, as a matter of fact,
it would just be for
a few hours, Pep.
- I am not spending
the night in jail.
- Well, you can't
spend it here either
because at 12 o'clock,
the little boy cops
come in and start
splashing around.
- Okay, at midnight my pumpkin
and I will get out
but not before then.
- Yeah.
Seriously, Pep.
- Bill, no jail.
- What if I get
you a private cell?
Running water, room
service, double mattress?
- I spent two nights
in jail last month.
No.
- Okay, no jail.
- Thank you, Daddy.
- But you still gotta show up
for that arraignment
tomorrow morning.
- Bill, I...
- There's no problem.
It's all set.
You and Trevor get sprung.
Tell you what I want you to do.
You tell 'em you want
your $10,000 back
from the cops or else.
- And then what?
- I'm hopin' his girlfriend
shows up with it.
'Cause if she does,
I want you to try
to spend some
time with her alone.
I want to find out as much
about this kid as I can.
Sure you don't want any milk?
- No, that's just how I like it.
Strong and black.
It's a nice little place.
It's okay for a
nice little place.
- I guess it's none
of my business...
But I do live here with Trevor.
You took the words right out
of my busy little mind.
Yeah, I live here with him.
- You don't sound
too enthusiastic.
- Oh, he's okay.
You know, it's just, mmm,
waiting for something
better to come along.
- What could be better?
You're connected
to a source of supply.
- Don't touch the plant.
It kills 'em.
Maybe there's a Canadian
outfit that could use me.
- Well, that would depend
on what you have to offer.
- And what are your
people looking for?
- We are looking for a
good source of supply.
You have any leads?
- Johnny's the
only source I know.
But your people are
gonna need a mule.
I mean, there's going
to be more than one buy.
Isn't there?
- Well, that depends
on your roommate,
if he can survive all this.
Too much has gone wrong already.
- Hello?
- Tell the lady that
the cops are stalling.
I'll have the money
back this afternoon.
- Okay.
Well, what time
will you be here?
When will I see you?
Whatever you say.
Okay.
That was Johnny.
The cops hung him
up, and he'll need
'til later this afternoon.
- Okay, but tell him
that's all he gets.
I better be going.
Oh, can I give you
a ride or anything?
- No, not this time.
Just tell your roommate.
That's all he gets.
- Right.
- Say, do you think
that you can have
a batch together in time?
- Put that out, you idiot.
This is ether.
This whole place could
go up like an atom bomb.
Look, we don't want
that lady to get past us.
I mean, she could
be the biggest thing...
- She could be,
maybe, and maybe not.
Something went wrong Johnny.
There's a leak.
Who knew about the buy?
- Just the customer and Wendy.
- Well, now that's two
possible leaks right there.
Isn't it?
- Oh, come on.
- I want them tested, Johnny.
Both of them.
Then we'll talk about
a delivery, hmm.
Understand, hmm?
- Okay.
- What do you got?
- CII report came
in on the girl's prints.
- Did you get a hit on 'em?
- She's in the files all right.
How about that?
- Can you believe that?
- You going out, Johnny?
- I won't be long.
- Oh, I don't want
to be here all alone.
- I said, I'll be right back.
You going to make
the deal with the lady?
- Yeah, the deal.
- Don't you want
me to drive again?
- No, you be a good
girl and stay here.
I'm gonna meet the lady
over at the Trojan Horse Bar.
They'll do the deal.
And then, I shall
return as they say.
And I will be waiting.
- Hello?
- Trojan Horse Bar.
He's going to meet
the Canadian there.
The deal ought to
go within 20 minutes.
- I'm really
disappointed, Wendy.
- Hey, Crowley, how are ya?
- Trevor's girlfriend,
she belongs to you, right?
CII shows her prints as
an applicant for a position
in the DA's office
as an investigator.
Now, is that right?
- Yeah, so what?
- I don't believe you, man.
Is that election
so important to you
that you'd turn a
young kid like this
into a shot job for
some punk dope dealer?
- Hey, hold it.
When you take over here
you can question my tactics.
Until then, bug off.
- You're stepping on
my case, so you bug off.
Are you gettin' my message?
- I'll tell you what, Crowley.
Why don't you just
tag along and watch me
take Trevor and the
Canadian connection.
They're about to fall,
Crowley, and fall hard.
- There's nothing set
up for the Canadian.
Who told you that?
- My undercover
told me just now.
- Then she's in
deep trouble, Travis.
- What are you talkin' about?
- There's no meet
for the Canadian.
I know because
she's my undercover,
Sergeant Pepper Anderson.
You and your glory grabbing.
Why couldn't you just
work with us, Travis?
- Hold it right there, friend.
If you don't want a
bullet right in your head,
you better put that
down right now.
Put that down!
Don't do nothing foolish, or
I'll blow your head right off.
- I think maybe
you'd better explain.
- Look, I wasn't taking
off with your bread.
I just got it from the
cops two hours ago.
- He's lying, Jill.
Let me do it, Jill.
- No, no, no.
Look, I know the reason
we got nailed the other night.
It's her.
It's Wendy.
She's been in bed with the cops.
I caught her.
I set her up.
She's a snitch.
- What do you
plan to do with her?
- Dump her in the river.
There's nothing else to do.
What's the matter?
- What's the matter
is that you're an idiot.
That's your problem.
You're too eager.
When you're eager,
you make mistakes.
- You got a better way to go?
- My friends could fix it so
she'd never be seen again.
- You'd do that for me?
- Let's call it a trade.
She disappears, and you
arrange for an immediate load.
- I can do that.
Yes, I can.
- Oh, I'm not finished.
I want the load, and
I'm not dealing with you.
It's the first string
this time or nothing.
I want to meet your
man, and I want
a firsthand look at what
you can produce, and then,
we'll decide how much more
we want to buy in the future.
Well?
- Well, uh, I'll
see what I can do.
But you meet me back here
after you've taken care of her.
- Don't mess it up.
It's your last chance.
- It'll go.
It will.
- Bring the girl.
- Come on.
- Look, he was lying.
I swear, he was lying.
I swear.
- Take it easy, kid.
Here you go.
By the way, we're friends.
This is Investigator Royster.
- My friends call me Pete.
- Fix your collar.
The girl's okay.
- I can't say enough.
- You don't have to say
anything, but you can listen.
This is your first
assignment, right?
- Yeah.
- Well, next time
just be yourself.
Use your head, not your body.
- I know, but Travis said...
- And he's the last
person you should listen to,
the one who's going to get
all the credit no
matter who he steps on.
- What about the
meeting with the man?
- We don't know yet.
- Travis used you.
A policewoman never
has to prostitute herself
to make an arrest.
There's always some other way.
- Yeah.
- And by the way, just
think how it would look
to a jury if you ever
had to the stand.
- The means and end don't
necessarily justify one another.
- You got it.
- Yeah.
- Are you all right, kid?
I'll see you when
you're through.
- And working with a creep
will get you in deep every time.
We're about to
get ourselves a lab.
- You be careful, Pepper.
- You know me.
- That's what
we're talkin' about.
- Is it arranged?
- My man's agreed
to give you a tour.
- Good, let's go.
- One hitch.
- What now?
- It's not my fault, but
he wants the location
of the lab to be kept secret.
And he wants you to come
alone and with a blindfold.
- Now, wait a minute.
We didn't...
- It's all right.
But now.
- You've got
yourself a deal, Jill.
The money, you got the money?
- We got it.
Meet you back at the hotel.
- We'll be there.
- Let's do it.
- Bill, get it up
in the air quick.
The crook's alone.
- Here, put this on.
- Why?
- It's part of the deal.
Okay, just follow me.
What?
- Come with me.
Here.
- Where are we?
- Nevermind, just...
Okay, now watch your step.
It's a little rough.
You in there?
I'll be right with you.
And don't light any cigarettes.
- You can take
that thing off now.
He's at the ether stage.
Why don't we wait a minute.
- Good idea.
- Hey, you gonna take all day?
- I'm coming. I'm coming.
You caught me right
in the middle of a batch.
So Dr. Shafer says I should be
out of here by next week.
- That's not all he said.
- You know, he took two
hours out of a busy day to talk
to us, not to tell us
what we did wrong
but to explain every
single street drug for sale
on and off the black market,
exactly what they do
to your mind and body.
And then he left
the decision up to us.
- I like Dr. Shafer.
Is he as single as he is smart?
- Three kids, Wendy.
He showed me the pictures.
Sorry.
- I don't like Dr. Shafer.
How's that for a brief romance?
- I think it's about time
we let you two alone.
- Sergeant Anderson,
Sergeant Crowley, before you go
I want you to know that
well, my body may be
in crummy shape right now,
but well, my head's cleared up.
And it's kind of nice to
think straight for a change.
Thank you.
- That's what we're here for.
- Goodbye.