T.J. Hooker (1982–1986): Season 3, Episode 10 - Blue Murder - full transcript
When several criminals are being gunned down, everyone wonders who is doing it. And when Hooker was with one of them before he was taken out, even he wonders. He gets a line on a possible witness and they find her, she says that the man was killed by a pair of cops. Later they use Hooker to get one of their targets that's when he sets out to get them.
(upbeat music)
(siren blaring)
(upbeat jazz music)
- And finally, but in
no way incidentally,
let me say that there is not
the least doubt in my mind
that you're guilty as charged.
The narcotics you're
known to distribute turn up
on every level of
our social structure.
And what I find
particularly detestable
is that your activity
plays such a deadly role
in the destruction
of our children.
Mr. Brown, to allow you to
return to society unpunished
is to do the greatest disservice
to the people of this city.
You are, in my
opinion, an evil person.
However, due to the arcane
technicalities dredged up
by your council,
I have no alternative
but to find you not guilty.
(gavel Pounding)
(people chattering)
(dismal music)
(upbeat music)
- Isn't that Willie
Brown's car up ahead?
(horn honking)
(tires screeching)
You believe that?
- I believe anything
about Sweet Willie.
(tires screeching)
He thinks he's above the law.
- I seem to remember the
last time we wrote him up
the Skipper heard
from Councilman Allen
and then we heard
from the Skipper.
- It was worth it.
(siren blaring)
(upbeat music)
(soothing jazz music)
(knocking on windor)
- What seems to be
the trouble, officer?
- Very simple Willie.
You made an illegal left.
Other than that,
no trouble at all.
- That piece of paper
don't mean nothing, man.
I got half of City
Hall in my pocket.
- Yeah, I know.
You're a big man, Willie.
That's why I want your
autograph, right there.
(doors slamming)
(engine starting)
(upbeat jazz music)
(siren blaring)
- I want names
and badge numbers.
This is capital H harassment!
- Guess again, pal.
(gun firing)
- Now, where was that
we said we're eating lunch?
- 38th and Camden.
Let's roll.
(ominous music)
(upbeat music)
- I feel good about
the whole thing.
The annual pistol competition.
- My money's on Hooker
for the individualized.
- Oh, mine too.
But I think we'll win
the team trophy as well.
This year with you
we're stronger than ever.
(radio beeping)
- [Dispatcher] Attention
all units in the vicinity
of 5th and Spring.
A 187 reported in
the alley north of 5th.
- We're around the corner.
(siren blaring)
- Not for long.
(tires screeching)
(upbeat music)
(siren blaring)
- Alright everybody,
get back from the car.
Come on, come on, back it up.
- Over here, move away!
- [Man] Let's go!
- Move away!
- Just a second, just a second.
- [Man] Behind the car.
- Take it easy.
- [Man] He's dead!
- Take it easy.
Stand back.
- [T.J.] You're the one
that phoned this in?
- Yes sir.
I saw him when I came
out to dump some trash.
- [T.J.] Came out from where?
- Hotel there.
I work the desk.
- Hi Hooker.
- Conrad.
- Anybody we know?
Oh, Sweet Willie Brown.
- I gave him a traffic
citation a block from here
not 10 minutes ago.
- [Conrad] Well, he
won't be paying it.
- Any of these rooms
facing this way occupied?
- Just one.
- You got a key?
- Sargent, our guests
have a right to privacy.
- Your guests are
prostitutes and their Johns
and they buy their
privacy by the hour.
Now do you want
me to get into that?
- I'll get you the key.
- Thank you.
- The guy signed the
register John Smith.
Think that's his real name?
- Yeah, and the girl's
name is Pocahontas.
- Uh huh.
(knocking)
Looks like John Smith
didn't get his money's worth.
Maybe he saw something.
- Looks like he left in a hurry.
Found his lighter.
Ralph P. Janco.
One life one love.
(soothing jazz music)
(door slamming)
(doorbell ringing)
- Yes
- [T.J.] I'm Sargent Hooker,
this is officer Romano.
- [Vince] Ma'am.
- [T.J.] We're looking
for a Ralph P. Janco.
- My husband, why?
What's the matter?
- Yes, what is it?
- [T.J.] Mr. Janko, I'd like
to speak to you for a minute.
Out here.
There was a murder earlier today
in an alley north of 5th Street.
We have reason to believe
you may have seen something.
- 5th Street?
I'm never in that part of town.
- Would you like
to run that again?
- Alright, I was there.
But I didn't see
anything, I swear.
- What about the
girl you were with?
- Yeah, she did.
She must have.
We were, you know, getting ready
and she was closing the drapes,
and all of a sudden
she just ran out.
- Any idea what she saw?
- No, she didn't
say and I didn't look.
I just took off.
- This girl, who is she?
- Her name's Gloria.
That's all I know.
I just met her five
minutes before.
- Nice lighter.
Who gave it to you?
- My wife.
(ominous jazz music)
(country music)
(phone ringing)
- Sherry's Bar.
Oh, yeah hold on Al.
Hooker, it's for you;
Sargent Downey.
- Yeah.
- What's going on?
Hooker got the whole vice
squad out looking for Gloria?
- Believe me, he tried.
- That's great, Al.
Al Downey got a lead on Gloria.
An address.
- Great, well what
are we waiting for?
- Morning; she's going to
be doing her thing until sunup.
Frank!
Frank.
- Hooker.
- What are you doing
back in our precinct?
- Well one thing's for
sure, it's not nostalgia.
Come on, I'll buy you a drink.
- Well that's a first.
- Sherry Begal.
- [Sherry] (laughing)
- How are ya?
- Frank Medavoy, I haven't
seen you since you made captain.
- You know something?
You're the only thing
I miss around here.
- Thanks a lot.
- Set us up with
two tall ones Begal.
- [Sherry] Okay.
Oh, I have some
bad news for you.
Your reign as
department pistol champ
is about to come to an end.
- Oh yeah?
- I have a boy who could
shoot the eyebrows off a gnat.
- Anybody I know?
- Bill Roper.
- Roper, yeah.
The way I remember him
he was too much of a
Wyatt Earp for your precinct.
- The 23rd has changed, Hooker.
I've just spent three hours
going over the records
of the graduating recruits,
and I aim to wind up
with the best of the litter.
- Well pardon me if I
don't wish you good luck.
We need them more than you do,
our stats are
going off the graph.
- Maybe, but they will
start going down after today.
I heard about Sweet Willie.
- You know, something
odd about that.
- Like what?
- Well his gun
was in his holster,
the bullet-proof
window was down,
and he was shot point-blank.
- So?
He knew his assassin.
- That was the same
conclusion we reached last week
when Helman got it.
And the same two weeks ago,
when Jake Lundy was gunned down.
- That's the way
things go sometimes.
- Frank, we're not talking
ordinary hoods here.
We're talking heavy dudes.
These guys have
been on top a long time.
They knew how to survive.
- Maybe they lost the knack.
The important thing
is, we don't lose ours.
(door slamming)
- [Officer] Gimme a
box of .22 longs, will ya?
- You got it.
How about some thirty-eights?
We got 'em on special.
- I got all I need.
It's for my lady.
- Smart, every lady should
have a weapon these days.
You know, it's gettin'
so you can't tell the good
guys from the bad guys.
- I hear that.
Thanks a lot.
- Have a nice day.
- [Officer] Yeah, same to you.
(door slamming)
- Got it
- Hey look at this.
Nick Sypes, the hit man.
His attorney's
talking to the D.A.
- Nick Sypes?
Maybe he should
be added to the list.
(ominous music)
- Now we have more
than a pattern Junior,
we got a connection.
- Yeah, sweet Willie
and Lundy were taken out
with the same .22.
- You got it, and I'll
bet ya' if that bullet
found in Louie Helman
hadn't been so mangled
we'd have a third match.
- Okay, but why?
Lundy was loan sharking.
Helman was extortion.
And Sweet Willie moved drugs.
- They got a common enemy.
- Who, the mob?
Are they moving in?
- Possible.
- How about a vigilante?
- Another possible.
- A lot of questions.
- Maybe Gloria can
give us an answer.
(upbeat music)
(doors slamming)
(knocking at door)
- [T.J.] Gloria open up, police!
(upbeat music)
(door crashing)
- You take the
stairs to the roof.
(upbeat music)
- Hold it!
(upbeat music)
- Don't shoot me!
Please don't shoot me.
- Calm down, take it easy.
- I didn't do anything.
- [T.J.] Nobody said you did.
- I know what you
cops did to Sweet Willie.
Please don't.
- What are you talking about?
- I saw it!
One of you shot him.
And the other just
stood there and watched.
- You saying a cop
shot Sweet Willie?
(ominous music)
(soothing jazz music)
(door slamming)
(grunting)
- And you're the one
who's always telling me
to keep my feet on the ground.
- (grunting) It stretches
out the back muscles.
You ought to try it some time.
- I have my own
apparatus for that.
Arlene.
You ready for work?
- [T.J] Yeah, I'll
be right with you.
- You know, you can have
those ankle hooks built in now.
- Yeah but that requires
a whole operation,
who wants to be
laid up for six weeks?
Want some coffee?
- I'll pass, thanks.
I wanna make it through the day
without a hole in my stomach.
Have you seen this?
An article about another
street hood being knocked off.
I wonder who would have
the guts to take him out.
- I wonder.
Something tells me
it took more than guts.
- Hi Romano.
Hi Hooker.
- [T.J] Claudia Sweenor.
- Hi Claudia, what are you
doing with Hooker's dictionary?
Working on crossword puzzles?
- No, I was perming
Phyllis's hair.
- With a dictionary?
- Yeah, Phyllis is taller than
I am and I couldn't reach.
- These are great, Hooker.
It's great having you
as a next door neighbor.
So many things I can borrow.
Know what I mean?
- Let's go, Romano.
Let's go.
- Do we have to?
- Fighting crime's a dirty job,
but somebody's gotta do it.
Hang in there, Claudia.
(cheery music)
- Wait a minute.
Maybe they're not real cops.
- Sure, anyone can
walk into a uniform store
and buy a set of blues, right?
- But nobody can
walk into a showroom
and buy a fake squad car.
- You could buy
black and white paint.
- Well, that's true.
But in the streets
a fake black-and-white's
a dangerous game.
One of our units would
pick 'em up in no time.
- Then we're back to real cops.
- Well that's what I think,
and if so we gotta
pick 'em up right away.
Every cop in this
city has a stake in it.
The day any one of us takes
the law into our own hands,
nobody's safe.
- How do we get to the truth?
- We start diggin'.
(upbeat music)
The first sheet has
every call in our precinct
between 12 and 13 hundred hours
the day Sweet Willy bought it.
The other one gives the
cars in the area at that time.
- Only four.
- Two if you
eliminate us and 16.
That leaves Four Adam
10 and Four Adam 14.
- Four Adam 10, let's
see; Rice and Jackson.
- Rice retires at the
end of the month.
I'd say that leaves
him and his partner out.
- Yeah I guess you're right.
Rice wouldn't chance
blowing his pension
when he's this close.
- Who's in 14?
- Yoblanski and Falco.
- A transfer and a
phase four; maybe.
- No wait a minute.
It says here they had a ride
along that day, a reporter.
- So much for maybe.
(radio beeping)
- [Dispatcher] Dispatch
to Four Adam 30.
We have Four Adam 16
ready to be patched through.
- This is Four Adam 30, go 16.
- Hey, scratch the notion
of any cars in the
motor pool being used.
All we did was get
our butts in the ringer.
- Sorry about that
16, we struck out, too.
None of our cars on
patrol were involved either.
- Well let's hope you do
better at the pistol shoot.
Remember, we got
money riding on you.
- That's a roger, 16.
(soothing jazz music)
- I'm telling you Corrigan,
Gloria said it
like she meant it.
- I don't care how she said it.
I just don't believe a
cop killed Sweet Willie.
Looks like we're
buying the beer.
- (laughing) Oh, make it four.
Hooker's due any minute.
- Hooker say what
Lieutenant Wallace
wanted to see him about?
- Something they
wanted us to handle
for the D.A.'s office tomorrow.
- Kelley, that's
Stacey Sheridan.
I've been trackin'
her ever since
we were at the academy together.
- Ow!
USDA prime, always was.
- Hi Stacey.
Buy you a drink?
- Thanks, but I've
got one ordered.
- Hey.
Don't run off, baby.
I got plans for us.
- Look, I told you at the
academy I wasn't interested.
Be a nice guy and
take a hint, okay?
- You don't know
what you're missing.
I'm tellin' ya' I really want
to get together with you.
- Hey.
She said no thanks.
- I don't like anyone
puttin' hands on me.
(grunting)
- Hey, hey, hey!
(grunting)
Knock it... Hey,
come on you guys.
We may be from different
precincts, but we're all cops.
- I was just saying
hello to Stacy,
and this guy here decks me.
- It's more than a hello, Roper.
You were pushin' it.
- Hey, hey; Hooker listen,
we didn't come
here to make trouble.
We came here looking for you.
- What for?
- It's about the annual
pistol competition.
Here to defend a champ.
- Yeah, so?
- So, how about
making it interesting?
A side bet; your
score against mine.
- Yeah,
we got 500 bucks here says
Roper'll out-shoot you, Hooker.
- Hey you guys, I
don't shoot for money.
- Your bet's covered.
- You have to settle
for half, Romano.
I want the other half.
- You got it.
- Seem to be short
a couple beers.
- I notice Roper
was wearing them.
- Yeah, on his face.
Geno, just a couple more.
What's Lieutenant Wallace
got lined up for you tomorrow?
- I gotta deliver Nick
Sypes to the Grand Jury.
He's turning state's evidence.
- That's a cute way
to get off the hook.
Tell a few lies and walk.
Killer like Sypes;
I wouldn't wanna guess
how many contracts he's filled.
- Tell me about it.
- Now we're giving
him protection.
- All the way.
- You wanted to see us, captain?
- I got the information.
The code name on
Nick Sypes is Red Dog.
- All we have to do is tune
in on Hooker's frequency.
- And jump the call.
- It might not be that easy.
It depends on the location.
Hooker could get
there before you do.
- How do we deal with that?
- You don't.
I do.
I figured this out.
It's a matter of
making a phone call.
(radio beeping)
- [Dispatcher]
Attention Four Adam 30;
proceed to Starlight
Motel room six.
Pick up Red Dog
and then go directly to your
pre-assigned destination.
- That's it; Red Dog.
Nick Sypes.
(upbeat music)
(phone ringing)
- Yeah.
Hold on.
It's a guy from
the D.A.'s office.
- Yeah.
- Mr. Sypes, this is Paul
Warner with the D.A.'s office.
We had an unfortunate
problem with security.
- What do you mean, problem?
- The men that were
assigned to bring you in
were intercepted,
and their car and their
uniforms have been taken.
- Look, you gotta protect
me, that was part of the deal.
- Slow down, Mr. Sypes.
There are four
plain-clothes detectives
already on their way.
- Yeah, well they
better get here.
- What is it, Nick?
What are we doin'?
- It's a hit.
- Hooker and
Romano are out front.
- I can't draw a bead on Sypes.
- We do it the way
the Skipper said, right?
(gun firing)
(glass breaking)
(gun firing)
(upbeat music)
- [Man] Nick, we're surrounded!
(glass breaking)
(guns firing)
- Cover me.
Put your hands up.
Put 'em up!
Cuff 'em.
- [Romano] Hand on your head.
- He's dead.
- You guys; you
really are the cops.
What about the other two?
Are they the phonies?
- What other two?
- The two out back.
- Maybe the same
ones Gloria saw.
(ominous music)
There's glass in the back, here.
Somebody fired a
shot from the rear.
- The other two cops;
they fired the first shots.
- We were set up, Junior.
They fixed it so we'd do
their dirty work for them.
(ominous music)
(soothing jazz music)
(balls bouncing)
- Of course you figured
out what I'm up to by now.
- Hey Frank, I figured
it out before we started.
You're trying to tire me
out for this afternoon.
- [Frank] That's right.
- [T.J.] I wanna win
that pistol championship.
- [Frank] Oh, wait a minute.
You're not giving me a chance.
- Well that's the
whole idea, Frank.
- I'm beginning to
feel like Nick Sypes.
- Not funny.
That was ugly business.
- I can't cry over Nick Sypes,
even if you were right about
hose rogue cops and that setup.
Listen,
the bottom line is you did
what the courts failed to do.
You got an animal
off the streets.
- The wrong way.
- Maybe that's
all that's left to us.
- Never.
Cops can't be judge and jury.
All your years here at the
academy, that was your theme.
You drummed it into our heads.
- Yes, but that was theory.
And that was back then.
But today, out there,
just isn't working.
- It's gotta, and that's
the real bottom line.
(people chattering)
- I'm still adding it up but I
think this is the breakdown.
- Looks like a dead heat
for the team championship
between us and
the 23rd precinct.
- I thought we were ahead.
- We were until Roper
came up in the last round.
- What about the
individual standings?
- Hooker and Roper even up.
- [Voice Over P.A.] Attention
ladies and gentlemen;
final count is in.
Academy precinct 246,
23rd precinct 246; it's a tie.
(people clapping)
A head to head shoot-off
will determine the winner.
Officer Roper for the 23rd,
and Sargent Hooker
for the Academy.
- It's up to you Hooker, the
precinct is counting on you.
- So are we, me and Corrigan.
Let us not forget
the five big ones
we have riding on this one.
- I don't know whether I can
handle the pressure, Junior.
- Like I told you Hooker;
my boy's gonna win
the trophy this year.
- There's still
another round to go.
- And Roper's just warming up.
- In this kind of a
shooting situation
you have to cool down.
- [Voice Over P.A.]
Is the shooter ready?
- Ready!
(gun firing)
- [Voice Over P.A.] Hooker's
score: 19 out of a possible 20.
- [Romano] Way to go, Hooker!
- [Stacy] That was beautiful.
- Hooker, you
made me a rich man.
- Don't count your money yet.
Roper's pretty sharp.
- Conrad, what's happening
with those murders;
Sypes and Sweet Willie's?
- Yeah, did you get a line
on those other two cops?
- You mean the mystery cops?
- [Voice Over P.A.]
We're ready to resume,
ladies and gentlemen.
- Not to suppose the quality
of your eyewit's, Hooker.
First you come
up with a prostitute,
then you give me
a two-bit gunman.
- Both pointing
the finger at cops.
- Let 'em, I don't believe 'em.
- [Voice Over P.A.]
Officer Roper to the line.
- Ready!
- What about the
phone call to Sypes
just before it went down?
- I don't believe that either.
You're not really serious
about this, are you?
- Dead serious.
We got rogue
cops on the streets.
They're wearing
uniforms and badges,
and they're making
their own rules.
They're taking the
one symbol of security
the public has
and destroying it.
I'm not gonna let it happen.
(gun firing)
(ominous music)
- Reflex, went for his backup.
- He must carry
one on the street.
- We never learned
about carrying an extra gun
at the academy.
- Department policy, and
mine, is you don't need it.
Some think it's
quicker than reloading.
It isn't if you have the
procedures down pat.
Some officers carry a backup
in case their
weapons malfunction.
It shouldn't if it's
properly maintained.
And then there are
others who feel stronger
and more macho if they
tote around a lot of armor.
- [Voice Over P.A.] Roper's
score: 18 out of a possible 20.
Winners are Hooker
and the Academy.
(people cheering)
- We did it, Jim!
There was never
a doubt in my mind.
- Then how come you had
your fingers crossed, Romano?
- It couldn't hurt.
(people clapping)
(ominous music)
(upbeat music)
(soothing jazz music)
- I was just
talking to a friend.
- Whatever you say, Gloria.
I wanna talk to you again
about the Sweet Willie murder.
- I told you everything I know.
- Yeah, well let's
talk about it again.
Was there anything special
about those cops that you saw?
- I told you it
all went so fast,
I didn't even see their faces.
- I know.
Just think about it.
- Well, the one guy
walks up to the car,
pulls out his gun, and...
- Wait a minute, wait a minute.
Do it again.
Is that where it was?
Back there?
- Yeah, right there.
Why, does it matter?
- I think so.
Thanks.
- Any time.
You're not gonna move
me along, are you?
- Not today, Gloria.
You've earned a pass.
- [Gloria] (laughing) Right.
- Did you collect yet on your
bet with Kelley and Roper?
- We collect tonight
at Sherry's Bar.
- We're gonna fix it so
you collect before tonight.
I wanna see 'em on duty.
I want to see what
they carry for backup,
'cause that's what was
used on Sweet Willie.
- Roper and Kelley?
The hits were
all in our precinct.
- But all our guys check out.
And Kelley and Roper were
standing there at Sherry's Bar
when Corrigan asked me
about picking up Sypes.
(ominous music)
(soothing jazz music)
(doors slamming)
- Quite a panic; think
we were gonna run out
without paying
off that bet, huh?
- Yeah, well I got a heavy
date tonight; I need the green.
- That was some
good shootin', Hooker.
- You might have beat me
if you'd a used your backup.
- Who knows.
- What do you use?
- .38 two-inch.
- Nice, what do you use?
- Same thing.
I keep in the glove compartment
unless we're on a roll.
- Yeah, I never went for these.
Short barrel doesn't do
much for your accuracy.
Let's go Junior,
we got work to do.
See you guys around.
(engine starting)
- Came lookin' and he found.
He saw the box of .22s.
- There was a box of .22s
in that glove compartment.
- Then it's gotta be them.
- That's a bet I'd cover.
But the ammo
by itself isn't proof.
- What do we do?
- Put it where it belongs.
On Frank Medavoy's desk.
(soothing jazz music)
- There's no telling how
Medavoy's gonna take this.
I'd better see him alone.
- You got it.
- [T.J.] Frank.
- Hooker, what
are you doing here?
- There's something I
have to talk to you about;
something very important.
- I can't right now,
I'm running late.
- Frank, it's about your
two men, Kelley and Roper.
I believe they're the
ones using the badge
as a license to kill.
- Kelley and Roper?
- Sorry Frank, but I
believe I can make the case.
Nick Sypes, Sweet Willie
Brown, Lundy, Helman.
- I don't know what to say.
But look, I've got a whole
task force waiting for me.
My detectives just nailed
down the operating base
of that ring that's been
stealing andúexporting
those luxury cars; a wrecking
yard out here on Magnolia.
- I can't sit on this, Frank.
- I've got 20 men waiting;
uniform, plain clothes.
That won't go down
unless I'm there.
- Just tell me when
and I'll come back.
- I'll call you later;
I'll clear some time.
- It has to be before
the end of watch, Frank.
Otherwise I go ahead on my own.
- You'll hear from me, Hooker.
(ominous music)
(mysterious music)
(doors slamming)
- What happened?
You talk to Medavoy?
- No, not yet.
We got a few minutes.
- He's got two
bad cops out there
and he doesn't
have time to talk.
- You'd think he'd
wanna put a lid on it.
- Yeah, you'd think so.
- Hey Hooker, telephone.
- Hooker here.
- Hooker, I'm still
at the wrecking yard.
Is it possible for you
to meet me here?
- Yeah sure, but...
- I've been thinking
about it since you told me.
Trying to figure a way to
keep this within the department.
If the word leaked out,
we'd be devastated.
- Frank let's face it, you
can't keep this thing quiet.
- Well maybe you're right.
Get down here and
we'll talk about it.
- Sure I'll be there
in a half an hour.
(upbeat music)
(soothing jazz music)
- Where are your men?
Big bust.
- They did good.
Went down easier and
faster than I expected.
- Have you decided
how to handle this?
- How much do you know?
- I thought I knew everything.
Roper and Kelley have
chalked up four murders.
- Murder isn't murder
when you're fighting a war;
and we're losing this one.
We've been playing
it by the book,
and the criminals are
getting off on technicalities.
- It's an imperfect
system, Frank.
- They're taking
over the streets.
We can't stand for that.
When the judges
and the legislators
don't help us do the job, then
we have to do it ourselves.
- And take the law
into our own hands.
- There's no other way.
- You're telling me
things I didn't want to hear.
- I watched it go downhill
from the first day
I put on a uniform.
Now I stood it
as long as I could.
- Why are you
admitting all this to me?
- With you on my side,
we can make this city the
kind of a place it used to be.
- You know something, Frank?
You've sunk to the level of
the people we've sworn to fight.
- Don't do it for me,
do it for yourself.
I know you, Hooker;
I know how you think.
- I'm afraid you don't.
I'm afraid that
after all these years
we're about as far
apart as we can get.
- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry you feel that way.
(gun firing)
(upbeat music)
(guns firing)
(ominous music)
(bullet ricocheting)
(suspenseful music)
(grunting)
(engine starting)
(siren blaring)
(upbeat music)
(tires screeching)
(glass breaking)
(door creaking)
- Frank, dammit man...
- Skip the lecture.
You'll never convince
me I was wrong.
At least we got rid
of some of the enemy.
- Yeah, the department
lost three cops.
And I lost a friend.
(soothing jazz music)
- [Jim] You know Hooker,
I could almost understand
where Medavoy was coming from.
- Well almost is very important.
You start to understand
that kind of thinking,
and it's too late; you're
over on the other side.
- How does that happen?
- Different ways
to different people.
- Well in Kelley
and Roper's case,
(coin clanging)
they're a breed.
They're the kinda guys
that become mercenaries.
- They like to kill.
- That's why they went for
the badge in the first place.
They're looking to become
warriors, not peace officers.
- But that wasn't
Medavoy, was it?
- Certainly not.
(coin clanking)
Frank was a fine
cop from the start
and he started for
all the right reasons.
- So what went wrong?
- Well, I'll tell
you what I think.
Frank cared so much
about getting the job done,
it became an obsession.
Then somewhere down
the line he hit the double wall;
the system and the
escalating crime rate.
He just couldn't handle it.
- Just too much frustration.
- Yeah.
(coin clanking)
Right.
(cheery music)
(coffee flowing)
(people laughing)
(upbeat music)
(cheery music)
(siren blaring)
(upbeat jazz music)
- And finally, but in
no way incidentally,
let me say that there is not
the least doubt in my mind
that you're guilty as charged.
The narcotics you're
known to distribute turn up
on every level of
our social structure.
And what I find
particularly detestable
is that your activity
plays such a deadly role
in the destruction
of our children.
Mr. Brown, to allow you to
return to society unpunished
is to do the greatest disservice
to the people of this city.
You are, in my
opinion, an evil person.
However, due to the arcane
technicalities dredged up
by your council,
I have no alternative
but to find you not guilty.
(gavel Pounding)
(people chattering)
(dismal music)
(upbeat music)
- Isn't that Willie
Brown's car up ahead?
(horn honking)
(tires screeching)
You believe that?
- I believe anything
about Sweet Willie.
(tires screeching)
He thinks he's above the law.
- I seem to remember the
last time we wrote him up
the Skipper heard
from Councilman Allen
and then we heard
from the Skipper.
- It was worth it.
(siren blaring)
(upbeat music)
(soothing jazz music)
(knocking on windor)
- What seems to be
the trouble, officer?
- Very simple Willie.
You made an illegal left.
Other than that,
no trouble at all.
- That piece of paper
don't mean nothing, man.
I got half of City
Hall in my pocket.
- Yeah, I know.
You're a big man, Willie.
That's why I want your
autograph, right there.
(doors slamming)
(engine starting)
(upbeat jazz music)
(siren blaring)
- I want names
and badge numbers.
This is capital H harassment!
- Guess again, pal.
(gun firing)
- Now, where was that
we said we're eating lunch?
- 38th and Camden.
Let's roll.
(ominous music)
(upbeat music)
- I feel good about
the whole thing.
The annual pistol competition.
- My money's on Hooker
for the individualized.
- Oh, mine too.
But I think we'll win
the team trophy as well.
This year with you
we're stronger than ever.
(radio beeping)
- [Dispatcher] Attention
all units in the vicinity
of 5th and Spring.
A 187 reported in
the alley north of 5th.
- We're around the corner.
(siren blaring)
- Not for long.
(tires screeching)
(upbeat music)
(siren blaring)
- Alright everybody,
get back from the car.
Come on, come on, back it up.
- Over here, move away!
- [Man] Let's go!
- Move away!
- Just a second, just a second.
- [Man] Behind the car.
- Take it easy.
- [Man] He's dead!
- Take it easy.
Stand back.
- [T.J.] You're the one
that phoned this in?
- Yes sir.
I saw him when I came
out to dump some trash.
- [T.J.] Came out from where?
- Hotel there.
I work the desk.
- Hi Hooker.
- Conrad.
- Anybody we know?
Oh, Sweet Willie Brown.
- I gave him a traffic
citation a block from here
not 10 minutes ago.
- [Conrad] Well, he
won't be paying it.
- Any of these rooms
facing this way occupied?
- Just one.
- You got a key?
- Sargent, our guests
have a right to privacy.
- Your guests are
prostitutes and their Johns
and they buy their
privacy by the hour.
Now do you want
me to get into that?
- I'll get you the key.
- Thank you.
- The guy signed the
register John Smith.
Think that's his real name?
- Yeah, and the girl's
name is Pocahontas.
- Uh huh.
(knocking)
Looks like John Smith
didn't get his money's worth.
Maybe he saw something.
- Looks like he left in a hurry.
Found his lighter.
Ralph P. Janco.
One life one love.
(soothing jazz music)
(door slamming)
(doorbell ringing)
- Yes
- [T.J.] I'm Sargent Hooker,
this is officer Romano.
- [Vince] Ma'am.
- [T.J.] We're looking
for a Ralph P. Janco.
- My husband, why?
What's the matter?
- Yes, what is it?
- [T.J.] Mr. Janko, I'd like
to speak to you for a minute.
Out here.
There was a murder earlier today
in an alley north of 5th Street.
We have reason to believe
you may have seen something.
- 5th Street?
I'm never in that part of town.
- Would you like
to run that again?
- Alright, I was there.
But I didn't see
anything, I swear.
- What about the
girl you were with?
- Yeah, she did.
She must have.
We were, you know, getting ready
and she was closing the drapes,
and all of a sudden
she just ran out.
- Any idea what she saw?
- No, she didn't
say and I didn't look.
I just took off.
- This girl, who is she?
- Her name's Gloria.
That's all I know.
I just met her five
minutes before.
- Nice lighter.
Who gave it to you?
- My wife.
(ominous jazz music)
(country music)
(phone ringing)
- Sherry's Bar.
Oh, yeah hold on Al.
Hooker, it's for you;
Sargent Downey.
- Yeah.
- What's going on?
Hooker got the whole vice
squad out looking for Gloria?
- Believe me, he tried.
- That's great, Al.
Al Downey got a lead on Gloria.
An address.
- Great, well what
are we waiting for?
- Morning; she's going to
be doing her thing until sunup.
Frank!
Frank.
- Hooker.
- What are you doing
back in our precinct?
- Well one thing's for
sure, it's not nostalgia.
Come on, I'll buy you a drink.
- Well that's a first.
- Sherry Begal.
- [Sherry] (laughing)
- How are ya?
- Frank Medavoy, I haven't
seen you since you made captain.
- You know something?
You're the only thing
I miss around here.
- Thanks a lot.
- Set us up with
two tall ones Begal.
- [Sherry] Okay.
Oh, I have some
bad news for you.
Your reign as
department pistol champ
is about to come to an end.
- Oh yeah?
- I have a boy who could
shoot the eyebrows off a gnat.
- Anybody I know?
- Bill Roper.
- Roper, yeah.
The way I remember him
he was too much of a
Wyatt Earp for your precinct.
- The 23rd has changed, Hooker.
I've just spent three hours
going over the records
of the graduating recruits,
and I aim to wind up
with the best of the litter.
- Well pardon me if I
don't wish you good luck.
We need them more than you do,
our stats are
going off the graph.
- Maybe, but they will
start going down after today.
I heard about Sweet Willie.
- You know, something
odd about that.
- Like what?
- Well his gun
was in his holster,
the bullet-proof
window was down,
and he was shot point-blank.
- So?
He knew his assassin.
- That was the same
conclusion we reached last week
when Helman got it.
And the same two weeks ago,
when Jake Lundy was gunned down.
- That's the way
things go sometimes.
- Frank, we're not talking
ordinary hoods here.
We're talking heavy dudes.
These guys have
been on top a long time.
They knew how to survive.
- Maybe they lost the knack.
The important thing
is, we don't lose ours.
(door slamming)
- [Officer] Gimme a
box of .22 longs, will ya?
- You got it.
How about some thirty-eights?
We got 'em on special.
- I got all I need.
It's for my lady.
- Smart, every lady should
have a weapon these days.
You know, it's gettin'
so you can't tell the good
guys from the bad guys.
- I hear that.
Thanks a lot.
- Have a nice day.
- [Officer] Yeah, same to you.
(door slamming)
- Got it
- Hey look at this.
Nick Sypes, the hit man.
His attorney's
talking to the D.A.
- Nick Sypes?
Maybe he should
be added to the list.
(ominous music)
- Now we have more
than a pattern Junior,
we got a connection.
- Yeah, sweet Willie
and Lundy were taken out
with the same .22.
- You got it, and I'll
bet ya' if that bullet
found in Louie Helman
hadn't been so mangled
we'd have a third match.
- Okay, but why?
Lundy was loan sharking.
Helman was extortion.
And Sweet Willie moved drugs.
- They got a common enemy.
- Who, the mob?
Are they moving in?
- Possible.
- How about a vigilante?
- Another possible.
- A lot of questions.
- Maybe Gloria can
give us an answer.
(upbeat music)
(doors slamming)
(knocking at door)
- [T.J.] Gloria open up, police!
(upbeat music)
(door crashing)
- You take the
stairs to the roof.
(upbeat music)
- Hold it!
(upbeat music)
- Don't shoot me!
Please don't shoot me.
- Calm down, take it easy.
- I didn't do anything.
- [T.J.] Nobody said you did.
- I know what you
cops did to Sweet Willie.
Please don't.
- What are you talking about?
- I saw it!
One of you shot him.
And the other just
stood there and watched.
- You saying a cop
shot Sweet Willie?
(ominous music)
(soothing jazz music)
(door slamming)
(grunting)
- And you're the one
who's always telling me
to keep my feet on the ground.
- (grunting) It stretches
out the back muscles.
You ought to try it some time.
- I have my own
apparatus for that.
Arlene.
You ready for work?
- [T.J] Yeah, I'll
be right with you.
- You know, you can have
those ankle hooks built in now.
- Yeah but that requires
a whole operation,
who wants to be
laid up for six weeks?
Want some coffee?
- I'll pass, thanks.
I wanna make it through the day
without a hole in my stomach.
Have you seen this?
An article about another
street hood being knocked off.
I wonder who would have
the guts to take him out.
- I wonder.
Something tells me
it took more than guts.
- Hi Romano.
Hi Hooker.
- [T.J] Claudia Sweenor.
- Hi Claudia, what are you
doing with Hooker's dictionary?
Working on crossword puzzles?
- No, I was perming
Phyllis's hair.
- With a dictionary?
- Yeah, Phyllis is taller than
I am and I couldn't reach.
- These are great, Hooker.
It's great having you
as a next door neighbor.
So many things I can borrow.
Know what I mean?
- Let's go, Romano.
Let's go.
- Do we have to?
- Fighting crime's a dirty job,
but somebody's gotta do it.
Hang in there, Claudia.
(cheery music)
- Wait a minute.
Maybe they're not real cops.
- Sure, anyone can
walk into a uniform store
and buy a set of blues, right?
- But nobody can
walk into a showroom
and buy a fake squad car.
- You could buy
black and white paint.
- Well, that's true.
But in the streets
a fake black-and-white's
a dangerous game.
One of our units would
pick 'em up in no time.
- Then we're back to real cops.
- Well that's what I think,
and if so we gotta
pick 'em up right away.
Every cop in this
city has a stake in it.
The day any one of us takes
the law into our own hands,
nobody's safe.
- How do we get to the truth?
- We start diggin'.
(upbeat music)
The first sheet has
every call in our precinct
between 12 and 13 hundred hours
the day Sweet Willy bought it.
The other one gives the
cars in the area at that time.
- Only four.
- Two if you
eliminate us and 16.
That leaves Four Adam
10 and Four Adam 14.
- Four Adam 10, let's
see; Rice and Jackson.
- Rice retires at the
end of the month.
I'd say that leaves
him and his partner out.
- Yeah I guess you're right.
Rice wouldn't chance
blowing his pension
when he's this close.
- Who's in 14?
- Yoblanski and Falco.
- A transfer and a
phase four; maybe.
- No wait a minute.
It says here they had a ride
along that day, a reporter.
- So much for maybe.
(radio beeping)
- [Dispatcher] Dispatch
to Four Adam 30.
We have Four Adam 16
ready to be patched through.
- This is Four Adam 30, go 16.
- Hey, scratch the notion
of any cars in the
motor pool being used.
All we did was get
our butts in the ringer.
- Sorry about that
16, we struck out, too.
None of our cars on
patrol were involved either.
- Well let's hope you do
better at the pistol shoot.
Remember, we got
money riding on you.
- That's a roger, 16.
(soothing jazz music)
- I'm telling you Corrigan,
Gloria said it
like she meant it.
- I don't care how she said it.
I just don't believe a
cop killed Sweet Willie.
Looks like we're
buying the beer.
- (laughing) Oh, make it four.
Hooker's due any minute.
- Hooker say what
Lieutenant Wallace
wanted to see him about?
- Something they
wanted us to handle
for the D.A.'s office tomorrow.
- Kelley, that's
Stacey Sheridan.
I've been trackin'
her ever since
we were at the academy together.
- Ow!
USDA prime, always was.
- Hi Stacey.
Buy you a drink?
- Thanks, but I've
got one ordered.
- Hey.
Don't run off, baby.
I got plans for us.
- Look, I told you at the
academy I wasn't interested.
Be a nice guy and
take a hint, okay?
- You don't know
what you're missing.
I'm tellin' ya' I really want
to get together with you.
- Hey.
She said no thanks.
- I don't like anyone
puttin' hands on me.
(grunting)
- Hey, hey, hey!
(grunting)
Knock it... Hey,
come on you guys.
We may be from different
precincts, but we're all cops.
- I was just saying
hello to Stacy,
and this guy here decks me.
- It's more than a hello, Roper.
You were pushin' it.
- Hey, hey; Hooker listen,
we didn't come
here to make trouble.
We came here looking for you.
- What for?
- It's about the annual
pistol competition.
Here to defend a champ.
- Yeah, so?
- So, how about
making it interesting?
A side bet; your
score against mine.
- Yeah,
we got 500 bucks here says
Roper'll out-shoot you, Hooker.
- Hey you guys, I
don't shoot for money.
- Your bet's covered.
- You have to settle
for half, Romano.
I want the other half.
- You got it.
- Seem to be short
a couple beers.
- I notice Roper
was wearing them.
- Yeah, on his face.
Geno, just a couple more.
What's Lieutenant Wallace
got lined up for you tomorrow?
- I gotta deliver Nick
Sypes to the Grand Jury.
He's turning state's evidence.
- That's a cute way
to get off the hook.
Tell a few lies and walk.
Killer like Sypes;
I wouldn't wanna guess
how many contracts he's filled.
- Tell me about it.
- Now we're giving
him protection.
- All the way.
- You wanted to see us, captain?
- I got the information.
The code name on
Nick Sypes is Red Dog.
- All we have to do is tune
in on Hooker's frequency.
- And jump the call.
- It might not be that easy.
It depends on the location.
Hooker could get
there before you do.
- How do we deal with that?
- You don't.
I do.
I figured this out.
It's a matter of
making a phone call.
(radio beeping)
- [Dispatcher]
Attention Four Adam 30;
proceed to Starlight
Motel room six.
Pick up Red Dog
and then go directly to your
pre-assigned destination.
- That's it; Red Dog.
Nick Sypes.
(upbeat music)
(phone ringing)
- Yeah.
Hold on.
It's a guy from
the D.A.'s office.
- Yeah.
- Mr. Sypes, this is Paul
Warner with the D.A.'s office.
We had an unfortunate
problem with security.
- What do you mean, problem?
- The men that were
assigned to bring you in
were intercepted,
and their car and their
uniforms have been taken.
- Look, you gotta protect
me, that was part of the deal.
- Slow down, Mr. Sypes.
There are four
plain-clothes detectives
already on their way.
- Yeah, well they
better get here.
- What is it, Nick?
What are we doin'?
- It's a hit.
- Hooker and
Romano are out front.
- I can't draw a bead on Sypes.
- We do it the way
the Skipper said, right?
(gun firing)
(glass breaking)
(gun firing)
(upbeat music)
- [Man] Nick, we're surrounded!
(glass breaking)
(guns firing)
- Cover me.
Put your hands up.
Put 'em up!
Cuff 'em.
- [Romano] Hand on your head.
- He's dead.
- You guys; you
really are the cops.
What about the other two?
Are they the phonies?
- What other two?
- The two out back.
- Maybe the same
ones Gloria saw.
(ominous music)
There's glass in the back, here.
Somebody fired a
shot from the rear.
- The other two cops;
they fired the first shots.
- We were set up, Junior.
They fixed it so we'd do
their dirty work for them.
(ominous music)
(soothing jazz music)
(balls bouncing)
- Of course you figured
out what I'm up to by now.
- Hey Frank, I figured
it out before we started.
You're trying to tire me
out for this afternoon.
- [Frank] That's right.
- [T.J.] I wanna win
that pistol championship.
- [Frank] Oh, wait a minute.
You're not giving me a chance.
- Well that's the
whole idea, Frank.
- I'm beginning to
feel like Nick Sypes.
- Not funny.
That was ugly business.
- I can't cry over Nick Sypes,
even if you were right about
hose rogue cops and that setup.
Listen,
the bottom line is you did
what the courts failed to do.
You got an animal
off the streets.
- The wrong way.
- Maybe that's
all that's left to us.
- Never.
Cops can't be judge and jury.
All your years here at the
academy, that was your theme.
You drummed it into our heads.
- Yes, but that was theory.
And that was back then.
But today, out there,
just isn't working.
- It's gotta, and that's
the real bottom line.
(people chattering)
- I'm still adding it up but I
think this is the breakdown.
- Looks like a dead heat
for the team championship
between us and
the 23rd precinct.
- I thought we were ahead.
- We were until Roper
came up in the last round.
- What about the
individual standings?
- Hooker and Roper even up.
- [Voice Over P.A.] Attention
ladies and gentlemen;
final count is in.
Academy precinct 246,
23rd precinct 246; it's a tie.
(people clapping)
A head to head shoot-off
will determine the winner.
Officer Roper for the 23rd,
and Sargent Hooker
for the Academy.
- It's up to you Hooker, the
precinct is counting on you.
- So are we, me and Corrigan.
Let us not forget
the five big ones
we have riding on this one.
- I don't know whether I can
handle the pressure, Junior.
- Like I told you Hooker;
my boy's gonna win
the trophy this year.
- There's still
another round to go.
- And Roper's just warming up.
- In this kind of a
shooting situation
you have to cool down.
- [Voice Over P.A.]
Is the shooter ready?
- Ready!
(gun firing)
- [Voice Over P.A.] Hooker's
score: 19 out of a possible 20.
- [Romano] Way to go, Hooker!
- [Stacy] That was beautiful.
- Hooker, you
made me a rich man.
- Don't count your money yet.
Roper's pretty sharp.
- Conrad, what's happening
with those murders;
Sypes and Sweet Willie's?
- Yeah, did you get a line
on those other two cops?
- You mean the mystery cops?
- [Voice Over P.A.]
We're ready to resume,
ladies and gentlemen.
- Not to suppose the quality
of your eyewit's, Hooker.
First you come
up with a prostitute,
then you give me
a two-bit gunman.
- Both pointing
the finger at cops.
- Let 'em, I don't believe 'em.
- [Voice Over P.A.]
Officer Roper to the line.
- Ready!
- What about the
phone call to Sypes
just before it went down?
- I don't believe that either.
You're not really serious
about this, are you?
- Dead serious.
We got rogue
cops on the streets.
They're wearing
uniforms and badges,
and they're making
their own rules.
They're taking the
one symbol of security
the public has
and destroying it.
I'm not gonna let it happen.
(gun firing)
(ominous music)
- Reflex, went for his backup.
- He must carry
one on the street.
- We never learned
about carrying an extra gun
at the academy.
- Department policy, and
mine, is you don't need it.
Some think it's
quicker than reloading.
It isn't if you have the
procedures down pat.
Some officers carry a backup
in case their
weapons malfunction.
It shouldn't if it's
properly maintained.
And then there are
others who feel stronger
and more macho if they
tote around a lot of armor.
- [Voice Over P.A.] Roper's
score: 18 out of a possible 20.
Winners are Hooker
and the Academy.
(people cheering)
- We did it, Jim!
There was never
a doubt in my mind.
- Then how come you had
your fingers crossed, Romano?
- It couldn't hurt.
(people clapping)
(ominous music)
(upbeat music)
(soothing jazz music)
- I was just
talking to a friend.
- Whatever you say, Gloria.
I wanna talk to you again
about the Sweet Willie murder.
- I told you everything I know.
- Yeah, well let's
talk about it again.
Was there anything special
about those cops that you saw?
- I told you it
all went so fast,
I didn't even see their faces.
- I know.
Just think about it.
- Well, the one guy
walks up to the car,
pulls out his gun, and...
- Wait a minute, wait a minute.
Do it again.
Is that where it was?
Back there?
- Yeah, right there.
Why, does it matter?
- I think so.
Thanks.
- Any time.
You're not gonna move
me along, are you?
- Not today, Gloria.
You've earned a pass.
- [Gloria] (laughing) Right.
- Did you collect yet on your
bet with Kelley and Roper?
- We collect tonight
at Sherry's Bar.
- We're gonna fix it so
you collect before tonight.
I wanna see 'em on duty.
I want to see what
they carry for backup,
'cause that's what was
used on Sweet Willie.
- Roper and Kelley?
The hits were
all in our precinct.
- But all our guys check out.
And Kelley and Roper were
standing there at Sherry's Bar
when Corrigan asked me
about picking up Sypes.
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- Quite a panic; think
we were gonna run out
without paying
off that bet, huh?
- Yeah, well I got a heavy
date tonight; I need the green.
- That was some
good shootin', Hooker.
- You might have beat me
if you'd a used your backup.
- Who knows.
- What do you use?
- .38 two-inch.
- Nice, what do you use?
- Same thing.
I keep in the glove compartment
unless we're on a roll.
- Yeah, I never went for these.
Short barrel doesn't do
much for your accuracy.
Let's go Junior,
we got work to do.
See you guys around.
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- Came lookin' and he found.
He saw the box of .22s.
- There was a box of .22s
in that glove compartment.
- Then it's gotta be them.
- That's a bet I'd cover.
But the ammo
by itself isn't proof.
- What do we do?
- Put it where it belongs.
On Frank Medavoy's desk.
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- There's no telling how
Medavoy's gonna take this.
I'd better see him alone.
- You got it.
- [T.J.] Frank.
- Hooker, what
are you doing here?
- There's something I
have to talk to you about;
something very important.
- I can't right now,
I'm running late.
- Frank, it's about your
two men, Kelley and Roper.
I believe they're the
ones using the badge
as a license to kill.
- Kelley and Roper?
- Sorry Frank, but I
believe I can make the case.
Nick Sypes, Sweet Willie
Brown, Lundy, Helman.
- I don't know what to say.
But look, I've got a whole
task force waiting for me.
My detectives just nailed
down the operating base
of that ring that's been
stealing andúexporting
those luxury cars; a wrecking
yard out here on Magnolia.
- I can't sit on this, Frank.
- I've got 20 men waiting;
uniform, plain clothes.
That won't go down
unless I'm there.
- Just tell me when
and I'll come back.
- I'll call you later;
I'll clear some time.
- It has to be before
the end of watch, Frank.
Otherwise I go ahead on my own.
- You'll hear from me, Hooker.
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- What happened?
You talk to Medavoy?
- No, not yet.
We got a few minutes.
- He's got two
bad cops out there
and he doesn't
have time to talk.
- You'd think he'd
wanna put a lid on it.
- Yeah, you'd think so.
- Hey Hooker, telephone.
- Hooker here.
- Hooker, I'm still
at the wrecking yard.
Is it possible for you
to meet me here?
- Yeah sure, but...
- I've been thinking
about it since you told me.
Trying to figure a way to
keep this within the department.
If the word leaked out,
we'd be devastated.
- Frank let's face it, you
can't keep this thing quiet.
- Well maybe you're right.
Get down here and
we'll talk about it.
- Sure I'll be there
in a half an hour.
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- Where are your men?
Big bust.
- They did good.
Went down easier and
faster than I expected.
- Have you decided
how to handle this?
- How much do you know?
- I thought I knew everything.
Roper and Kelley have
chalked up four murders.
- Murder isn't murder
when you're fighting a war;
and we're losing this one.
We've been playing
it by the book,
and the criminals are
getting off on technicalities.
- It's an imperfect
system, Frank.
- They're taking
over the streets.
We can't stand for that.
When the judges
and the legislators
don't help us do the job, then
we have to do it ourselves.
- And take the law
into our own hands.
- There's no other way.
- You're telling me
things I didn't want to hear.
- I watched it go downhill
from the first day
I put on a uniform.
Now I stood it
as long as I could.
- Why are you
admitting all this to me?
- With you on my side,
we can make this city the
kind of a place it used to be.
- You know something, Frank?
You've sunk to the level of
the people we've sworn to fight.
- Don't do it for me,
do it for yourself.
I know you, Hooker;
I know how you think.
- I'm afraid you don't.
I'm afraid that
after all these years
we're about as far
apart as we can get.
- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry you feel that way.
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(guns firing)
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(bullet ricocheting)
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(grunting)
(engine starting)
(siren blaring)
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(tires screeching)
(glass breaking)
(door creaking)
- Frank, dammit man...
- Skip the lecture.
You'll never convince
me I was wrong.
At least we got rid
of some of the enemy.
- Yeah, the department
lost three cops.
And I lost a friend.
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- [Jim] You know Hooker,
I could almost understand
where Medavoy was coming from.
- Well almost is very important.
You start to understand
that kind of thinking,
and it's too late; you're
over on the other side.
- How does that happen?
- Different ways
to different people.
- Well in Kelley
and Roper's case,
(coin clanging)
they're a breed.
They're the kinda guys
that become mercenaries.
- They like to kill.
- That's why they went for
the badge in the first place.
They're looking to become
warriors, not peace officers.
- But that wasn't
Medavoy, was it?
- Certainly not.
(coin clanking)
Frank was a fine
cop from the start
and he started for
all the right reasons.
- So what went wrong?
- Well, I'll tell
you what I think.
Frank cared so much
about getting the job done,
it became an obsession.
Then somewhere down
the line he hit the double wall;
the system and the
escalating crime rate.
He just couldn't handle it.
- Just too much frustration.
- Yeah.
(coin clanking)
Right.
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(coffee flowing)
(people laughing)
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