T.J. Hooker (1982–1986): Season 4, Episode 15 - The Bribe - full transcript

After being ousted from the force for taking bribes, Hooker goes to Las Vegas as part of a plan to clear his name.

(upbeat music)

(smooth jazz music)

- [Vince] You're
about as talkative

as a brick wall this morning.

Something bugging you?

- (laughs) I'm sorry, Junior.

I didn't know the sound of my
voice was so soothing to you.

- Look, I know that
you and Lt. Merrit

don't exactly get along,
and it's eating at you

that we're on standby
for his narco operation,

but maybe you oughta
be a tad more diplomatic



when you deal with
him and his troops.

I mean, I hear he's got
heavy pull downtown.

- Ah, Merrit's just
a little to anxious

to climb the department
ladder for my money.

- Yeah, he's got a pound
of ambition, that's for sure.

- Well there's nothing
wrong with ambition

if you don't leave
footprints on people

on your way to getting
where you're going.

- Merrit's detectives
are going after

some hot Vegas money, huh?

- Yeah, Vice picked
up word that a player's

coming in from Vegas to set
up a dope for a cash exchange

out of a condo that's a
front for a call-girl operation.

(radio beeps)



- [Control On Radio] 4
Adam 30, meet Lt. Merrit,

Administrative Narcotics,
at the predesignated

Code 5 location regarding
the Vegas narcotics suspect.

Code 2.

- Tell 'em we're on it.

- That's a roger, control.

- 4 Adam 16,
rolling back up to 30.

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic music on TV)

- Cigarette?

(tires screeching on TV)

(tires screeching on TV)

(knocking)

- Miss April sends coffee.

- Thank you, put
it on the balcony.

- Oh.

- [Man On TV] Why don't
you look where you're goin'?

- [Man On TV] Take it easy.

- [Man On TV] Take it easy?

Look at my car!

I just got a new
paint job, 200 bucks!

I ought to drag you...
(suspenseful music)

- So when is this deal
supposed to go down?

- As soon as the buyer shows.

Anything yet, Lt. Merrit?

We're in position outside
April DeMarco's condo.

- Nothing so far.

- Is that Garris?

- That's the room the Vegas
dealer's supposed to be in?

- [T.J. On Radio]
Heads up, Lt. Merrit.

Possible money man just arrived.

He's wearing a light sport coat.

He's carrying a
leather attache case.

Looks like our buyer.

(elevator dings)

(knocking)

- Merrit here.

Our player with
money just showed.

We're taking up positions.

(dramatic music)

All units stand by.

- Roger.

- 10 keys, 800 thou.

- Going in.

Police! Freeze!

(upbeat music)

- No, no, I'm pregnant!

I, no, oh, no.

(crying)

Oh, my baby, my baby.

No, oh.

- Hooker, he's coming your way.

He's got a hostage.

- Set, Merrit.

- Nothing, oh, no.
- Hold it!

- I won't tell anyone.
- Police!

- No, I, no.

Oh, oh.

(car engine starts)

(tires squeal)

- Corrigan, coming
at you with a hostage.

(tires squeal)

(tires squeal)

(tires screeching)

(tires screeching)

(siren wailing)

(tires screeching)

- Oh, oh, oh, my baby.

I, oh, I.

(tires squeal)

(engine revs and tires squeal)

- Put the phone down.

Put it down, April!

- Sure.

Sure thing.

How can I help you gentleman?

- We just busted one of
your girls down the hall,

and you're looking at prison

if you're part of the drug
deal that just went down.

(smooth jazz music)

- Right this way,
right this way.

Could you open up for us please?

- What's goin' on?

- Just hold on.

- Amelia.

(speaking foreign language)

- Si.

(speaking foreign language)

- Wait, wait.

What's going on here?

What are you telling her?

- That you know that
law, that you can help her.

- What?

- That you know the law...
- I heard what you,

look, hey, I just
started studying.

- Hey, Romano, we don't have
time for you to get a degree.

You see, Amelia's husband
entered this country illegally

and forced her to go along.

- So she's in this
country illegally.

- Right.

(crying)

Oh, hey, I, I'm sorry,
(speaking foreign language).

It's the law.

- Listen, listen, her husband
was killed in a car accident.

She got a job, maid's
job, at April DeMarco's.

Then we raided the place.

I mean, she's
asking for our help.

- (sighs) Did Narcotics
notify Immigration?

- Yeah, but if they
deport her now

she doesn't even have
enough money to cover

the medical cost
of having the baby.

- So you wanna find a
way to have her stick around

long enough to
have the kid here.

- Right.

- And that would make
her baby a US citizen.

- Si, a citizen, US citizen.

- Oh, boy, hm-hmm.

- You sent for me, Lieutenant?

- Yeah, I did, Hooker.

Come on in.

We just finished tossing
April DeMarco's condo.

She put together quite an
operation the last six months.

- Yeah, so you told
me, when you asked

for backup for the raid.

- Yeah.

Well one of the
ways that April found

to come up with a few
extra bucks was to make

videocassettes of her
wealthy tricks with her girls.

- Blackmail, you mean.

- Uh-huh.

Names, dates, sexual preference.

The girls got carried away

with all that happy
electronic gear.

Started videotaping everything.

Right off the bat,
came up with this.

(clears throat) Now
April we all seem to know.

- I have a lucky number.

- The blonde's name
is Karen Wilkins.

She's a stand-up
prosty down from Reno.

- It means I pay
cops, one cop really.

And you girls don't go to jail.

- [Karen] A vice
cop on your payroll?

- He doesn't work vice anymore,
but he has friends all over.

I know who Vice is
looking for, where, and how.

- Sounds good, but
a little too familiar.

Then Vice breaks down
my door, and I got six months

to do my nails and
write tons of letters.

What's the lucky number?

- One-one-five.

It's his badge number.

- [Karen] Hey.

- Well, that's a lie.

- She gave that girl
my badge number

so she could convince
her that she could work here

without getting busted.

- Uh-uh, Hooker.

We ran the entire tape.

She names the
motel that you live in,

the car you drive.
- You're kidding.

- That your ex-wife
and kid live outta town,

and a whole lot more.

- Come on.

- How does she
know that, Hooker.

- Lieutenant!

You're asking Hooker to tell you

what goes on in
somebody else's mind.

In a court of law...

- We're not in a
court of law, Romano!

And we don't need any
clubhouse lawyers in here.

So as I said, Hooker, uh,
you have any answers?

- No, I don't have any
information on that.

But I'll tell you it's all
part of the same lie.

Did you question her?

- Yeah, but I haven't been
able to get a word out of her

if it's any consolation to you.

- No, it's no consolation.

What kind of questions

did you ask her?
- I don't have any choice.

Look, I'm acting under
direct orders from your chief!

Now until this is resolved
one way or the other,

you're assigned to
your place of residence

during duty hours.

Now you're not suspended.

You don't have
to give up your gun

or your badge.
- That's enough.

I know the drill
as well as you do.

- Hey, Hooker.

I'm really sorry.

- Yeah.

Well, there's gonna be a
hell of a lot more people sorry

before this is over.

- Romano.

Internal Affairs would like
to see you in the morning.

- Well it looks like Internal
Affairs couldn't wait,

right, Fallon?

- Just getting started, Hooker.

Nothing interesting
in your locker so far.

You know, I'm kinda
glad we got your case.

You're always the white knight.

I never did believe
in white knights.

- Right.

Well you have a chance
to put another notch

on your gun belt, right, Fallon?

Another cop, fired or jailed.

No wonder you were so eager.

- You're taking this
very personal, Hooker.

This man is taking
this very personal.

- How is this not...
- This is not personal!

I guess they haven't
tied you into the dope

they found in the place.

- Watch what you say.

- Maybe we can help
tie you into that, too.

But for right now,
we wanna take you

over to your place
and search it.

- What if I say no?

- Oh, you're through
saying no, hotshot!

And if you refuse to accede,

you'll be suspended
for failure to cooperate!

- Look, you can own me from
nine o'clock tomorrow morning

but right now I'm leaving.

- No, no, we own you
from here on in, Hooker.

Until you hit the
bricks without a badge

or the joint without a prayer.

Oof!

- Come on, come on, come on!

- Hey, Hooker, come on.

Come on.

- All right, Hooker.

You just put another
nail in the coffin.

(dramatic music)

- They're gonna hang you.

They shredded me.

- They got some help
building the gallows.

And it gets better.

I got a call.

The DA's office is
arraigning me this afternoon.

Five counts,
bribery, corruption.

- This is turning
into a nightmare.

You've gotta do
something to help yourself.

- I gotta get some air.

I'm going to Las Vegas.

- But they're gonna arraign you.

- 15 minutes in court
and they'll O.R. me.

And April's getting out
on bail in a couple hours.

I'm gonna meet her tonight.

- Hey, Hooker.

Isn't meeting her in Vegas
gonna make matters worse for you?

- It can't be helped.

- I hope you know
what you're doing.

- I gotta get going.

- Hooker.

They're saying if you
knew about prostitution

at April's place, maybe you knew

about narcotics
deals there, too.

- I thought they might
say something like that.

I'll see if I can call you.

- There's Romano.

You get a chance
to talk to Hooker?

- (sighs) Just for a minute
before he went into IA.

- I called him at
home last night.

He said he was sorry to
cause a lot of problems for us

but it couldn't be helped.

- April's coming out on bail
and he's meeting her in Vegas.

- The DA agreed
to a smaller bail,

because, uh, she's cooperating.

- You mean she's talking?

- She told the DA that
Hooker was taking $500 a week

from her in bribe money,

that she's known him for years,

and that she was first intimate
with him when she was 19.

(upbeat music)

(knocking)

(suspenseful music)

- How's New York, Mr. Castle?

- New York's fine.

What's the latest
on Hooker and April?

- She's back in Vegas.

Hooker's on his way.

Paper's right here.

- Wow.

- Hooker's digging
his own grave.

- It looks that way.

He's known April a long time.

He helped her when
she first got busted.

They've kept in
touch ever since.

- You figure she'll be
waiting for him a the airport?

- Why not?

We'll find out.

If Hooker is washed
up, if he's looking at jail,

the Syndicate can use him.

Otherwise we bury
Hooker and April.

(smooth jazz music)

- I tried to call your room

and tell you that the
raid had to go down then.

But your line was busy.

It worked out all right, though.

- It did?

They wrecked my place

and your narcotics squad thinks

they're gonna put me
away for 100 years.

That's the way you planned it?

- Government planned it.

With my help.

Castle's moving
back into California.

He tried it once before, but
we bloodied his nose for him.

I was working
Administrative Narcotics

and your dad was working

Vegas PD Narcotics
at the same time.

- Suppose I said I wanted out?

- Just like that?

- You mean what about my dad?

In my whole childhood
I saw my father

a grand total of one,
maybe two years.

The rest was phone
calls and post cards.

Is that any reason to
get killed by the Mob?

- Well, I don't know.

Most of his life he was
a pretty damn good cop.

- You're a terrific cop, Hooker.

I'm not anxious to
die with you either.

(dramatic music)

(car engine starts)

- I wanna know if
anybody follows him.

Don't do anything
but keep track.

Okay?

Get started.

(upbeat music)

- Tough time for you
to come back home.

- When was there an easy time?

What exactly comes next?

- Well I spend as
much time as necessary

to convince Castle and
the Mob that I'm a bad cop.

Drinking and gambling and
writing checks that bounce.

- As, and anything that I can do

to contribute to that
effect you'd appreciate.

- That's the general idea.

- I don't find it that tough
playing your girlfriend,

but I was always
good at role-playing.

- I think you're too
tough on yourself.

- I know how you
felt about my father.

I figure I gain some good
will just by being his daughter.

I guess, you know
how I got into hooking,

but you never turned
your back on me.

- Well, April, I've
seen you rolling around

in a custom Mercedes,
when you couldn't finance

a jailhouse phone call.

And you never whined or
complained or blamed somebody else.

I found that admirable.

- Thanks, Hooker.

(upbeat music)

(smooth jazz music
and crowd murmuring)

- Okay, guess who's on it again.

Oh, my hand is hot, here we go!

- [Man] Hey!

- All right and it's seven!

(people cheering)

I'll try it again, pay
up, let's go, let's go.

All right, ready,
and here we go.

Oh!
- Oh!

(upbeat music)

(people murmuring)

- Come over here.

What number, love?

- Hmm, play red.

(cheering)

(smooth jazz music)

(upbeat music)

- I'll be here for a while.

This is their joint.

- I'll be at home.

Good luck.

- I don't need luck, I got you.

- [April] Hmm.

(smooth jazz music)

- Place your bets,
ladies and gentlemen.

Place your bets please.

Place your bets.
- Plays?

- 25,000 plays, Mr. Hooker.

Cards, please.

Turning for the players.

A natural nine.

There will be no more cards.

Turning for the bank.

A natural eight.

The players win
with a nine over eight.

Mr. Hooker wins and
is the new banker.

- He's got 50,000
bucks in front of him now.

- What'd he start with?

- Chicken feed, 400 or 500.

But he handles himself
very well, Mr. Castle.

He's taken a meal a the table

and he's started to
watch his drinking.

He's cool.

- He was always cool
for a cop, I'll give him that.

- He looks like he's
having a good time.

- His luck won't hold.

I thought I told you
to keep outta sight.

- Hey, I can't live
in a hotel room.

Look, I've got an
obligation to you, Mr. Castle.

Hooker and his narco cop
buddies grabbed our dope.

- Take it slowly, Jack.

I just gotta find out for sure
why he's out here in Vegas.

- Place your bets,
ladies and gentlemen.

Place your bets please.

Bets please, ladies and
gentlemen, place your bets.

Card please.

(motorcycle approaching)

- [Merrit] I met
with Hooker tonight

and I gave him a kilo of heroin.

He asked me to tell you that
he's going undercover in Vegas.

- You mean that whole
business in this office

was to establish
Hooker as a corrupt cop?

- Of course.

In the eyes of the
department and the media.

But I guess he felt he'd

put you people
through enough already.

- Aw, hell.

He caught that plane knowing

that I wasn't sure
about him anymore.

- That's the way you
go undercover, Vince.

You tell nobody.

And if something goes wrong,

nobody in high places
ever heard of you.

- Are you saying if
Hooker got killed in Vegas

he'd go out as a bad cop, dirty?

- Maybe not quite that definite,

but there'd always be a
question mark behind his name.

- He's too good a cop for that.

- On the other hand, if
he pulls it off, he's a hero.

I guess we'd better
get outta here.

- Jim.

I've been thinkin' about
that Mexican girl's case.

I got a coupla my buddies in
law classes who are INS agents.

I'll check with them, let
you know what I find out.

- You better make
lightning strike soon, buddy.

Immigration people called
to check on poor Amelia today

and she thinks they're lookin'
to ship her home any minute.

(smooth jazz music)

- [T.J.] I love your house.

It's too bad you
haven't had a chance

to spend much time here.

- [April] I know, it's
good to be home.

(car approaching)

- Get back in the house.

(suspenseful music)

- You go quietly now, hotshot,

and we'll give the girl a pass.

What's your game, Hooker?

You gonna tell us,
or do we get rough?

- [T.J.] Back off.

- [Sheehan] You know writing
bad checks isn't that smart.

- [T.J.] One bad
check, that's all.

Before that I was winning.

- [Sheehan] And
then you lost big.

You owe us money, friend.

On your knees.

Come on, what are you up to?

- I'll make the check good.

- Forget about the
check now, Hooker.

Who are you working with?

- If it's the FBI, they
wrote you off, Hooker.

They're nowhere around!

Is it the FBI?

(gun clicks and men laughing)

(grunts)

- [Sheehan] Oh!

(upbeat music)

(grunting)

- Ah!

(punch landing) Ah!

Ooh!

- Tell Tommy Castle
here's some of his dope.

Tell him T.J. Hooker
sends his regards!

(suspenseful music)

- That's my dope,
or at least part of it.

- He was out here.

I put the .38 on him,

and there was no
one around to help him.

- He's crazy.

- Maybe he's crazy,
maybe he's not.

Hell, I was wrong
about him 10 years ago

and I can't afford to be
wrong about him again.

Let's go.

(door opens and closes)

(tender music)

(laughing)

- God, Hooker, I
thought they'd killed you.

- They bought it.

The sting is in.

- Oh, hah-hah.

Hooker, I was scared
as hell for you out there.

Is this thing gonna
be over soon?

- I don't know.

Castle may be getting the okay

from the other
Syndicate family members

before he approaches me.

- Look, why don't you
take this just in case.

It belonged to Dad.

He gave it to me before he died.

- Thank you, April.

Beautiful country.

Must've been great
growing up here.

- Not bad.

I was a good kid back then.

Very quiet.

- You, quiet?

- (laughs) Well, okay,
I was medium quiet.

You know, there was
the good and the bad.

It was good that I
was a cop's daughter

and my mother a showgirl.

It was bad that she could never

talk the cop into marrying her.

Come on, let's go back,
I'll get you breakfast.

- All I want is a
cup of black coffee.

- Well, that's breakfast
in Vegas. (laughs)

- Hodges, FBI.

He's here to go over
the rest of the scam

we're running on Castle.

- [Stacy] What's that?

- It's the Bill of
Rights in Spanish.

Right, Amelia?

- Si, yes, for my son.

(Jim chuckles)
- Your son, huh?

- Si, mi hijo.

Gracias para todo.

- Hey, I just talked to
my friends in the INS.

They are going to
arrange a hearing

in the federal
commissioner's office

and Amelia can't be
deported before the hearing.

- Terrific.

What are you gonna
tell 'im at the hearing?

- I got the hearing, didn't I?

- Yeah, but what are
you gonna tell 'im?

- By the time we get
there I'll think of something.

Trust me.

- Look, Mr. Hodges, Hooker and I

are dealing with
cold, bad people.

We'll only be in
Vegas a few days,

but I have to live out the
rest of my life somewhere.

- Now, the Mob is primarily
interested in Hooker.

- You weren't here
when they came after him.

Look, when you people
came to me six months ago

and you told me that
you had finally connected

the death of my
father with Castle

I didn't ask a lot of questions.

- And the Government
appreciates that.

- Oh, terrific, and
you guys can't keep

giving me bits and pieces.

I want the whole story.

- All right.

10 years ago Castle offered
me half a million dollars

to help the Mob set up

a narcotics empire
in Southern California.

He was willing to buy
me, buy the Government,

buy the Vegas PD...

- And that's when
you came to my dad.

- That's right.

You're dad and I set up a
narcotics conspiracy case

that sent Castle
to the federal pen.

- Now Castle is on parole
from that conviction now.

When Hooker arrests him for
trying to bribe a police officer

Federal Parole will violate him.

He'll go back to
prison for 40 years.

- When this thing is over

I want another name
and another identity.

- What about another life?

- (chuckles) Yeah, why not?

(suspenseful music)

- Place your bets please,
ladies and gentlemen.

Place your bets.

Place your bets please,
ladies and gentlemen.

Cards please.

Turning for the players.

Players have a natural nine.

No more cards.

Turning for the bank.

Bank has a natural eight.

The players win
with a nine over eight.

Sorry, Mr. Hooker.

Lose again.

(phone ringing)

- Coming, Hooker.

Hold your horses.

Hello.

- Hi.

Still waiting for them
to make their move.

You all right?

- Just a little nervous, wondering
when you're coming home.

- Don't plan a big dinner.

- Well I thought
maybe we'd (gasps).

- April.

- Ah.

- April.

Yesterday wasn't
enough fun for you?

- Castle wants to talk to you.

- I wanna talk to him.

- I'm sure you do.

Let's go.

(upbeat music)

- Long time since
our last meeting.

(suspenseful music)

- Now he's clean, Mr. Castle.

- Get him outta here.

- What are you talking
about copper, I...

- Anything you
have to say to me,

anything I have to say to
you is between the two of us.

- All right, beat it.

What do you really want?

I know you came
to Vegas to see me.

- You go that all wrong.

I came here to see April.

- I don't believe that.

That you could care
about a cheap prostitute

that I first turned out myself.

- What have you done with April?

- What makes you
think I've got her?

- You give me your
word here and now

that nothing happens to her

or so help me your life is over.

I'll kill you myself!

- You be straight with me
and I'll be straight with you.

What do you want?

- The Mob is coming back
to California in narcotics.

- You're a washed-up
cop, maybe goin' to jail.

How can you help me?

- I've got contacts.

I can help you with information

on the Oriental and
Hispanic drug dealers.

I can help you
take over statewide.

- What do you want out of it?

- A quarter, 25%.

- Impossible.

A tenth maybe, and I
couldn't even agree to it myself.

I don't even know
if the families

will believe that you can do it.

- What'll it take
to convince them?

- That you still have the
contacts in the department.

In the narcotics and
organized crime bureaus.

- I've got 'em.

I'm got 'em all.

I have a way of getting

nine more keys of
your heroin back to you.

- I don't believe it.

- I gave you one to
prove that I could do it.

If we go to California, I
can make a deal for all of it.

- Okay, me and you have a deal.

We'll do it tomorrow.

Come on.

(suspenseful music)

10 years ago you busted
my jaw, threw me on a plane.

It's not gonna happen again.

When this is over,
I keep my promise.

But she stays here in Vegas,
and you stay in Vegas, too.

And if you don't
deliver like you said,

nobody'll ever want to
go to bed with her again.

Not for money.

Not for anything.

Now the deal goes down
tomorrow in Nevada, not California.

- All right.

I'll deliver.

Here in Vegas.

(smooth jazz music)

- [Jim] And?

- And the law says the INS
will not enforce departure

until two months of
the birth of the child.

- You mean if Amelia's seven
months along she's home free?

Hey, could you let us in please?

- And they also won't
enforce departure

until two months
after she has the kid.

- That sounds good.

So what's the next step?

- Okay, establish
the date, hi, Amelia,

that she got pregnant,
where, and by whom.

- Amelia (speaking
foreign language).

- Ah.

(speaking foreign language)

(gasps) Oh.

- You gonna be all right?

- Hey, hey, I think
she's gonna be fine.

(Amelia exhales
and Jim chuckles)

(phone rings)

- Hello?

Are you still in Vegas?

- Yeah, I am, and I'm gonna
need you to fly up here.

Lt. Merrit will arrange
emergency time off for you.

- Okay.

How are you?

- I'm fine, but I don't
have much time.

Flight 116 gets in here at noon.

Lt. Merrit will give
you a piece of luggage.

He'll also give you a location
and brief you on what I need.

- This whole thing is
going down in Vegas.

- That's right, and I need
you and Jim and Vince.

- Okay, you got it.

- Tell Lt. Merrit that
everything is going as planned,

but I had to surrender
my gun and badge

when I was arraigned.

I'll need a gun up
here, just in case.

- See you soon.

- [T.J. On Phone] Hang tough.

- Bye.

(suspenseful music)

(tense music)

- Mr. Castle's received
an okay from his people.

There's 100,000 in here
for running expenses.

Everything you asked for?

- Where's April?

- When we get the heroin
and verify its contents,

Mr. Castle turns her loose.

- Castle and me, we had a deal.

You understand that?

Now I'm going in there
to pick up the package.

When I come out,

April better be waiting for me.

(airplane engine whining)

We're close.

Hand this case over
to Castle and his people

and we have the elements

of a bribery and
narcotics conspiracy.

- Okay.

Well, I'll help you
get April out alive.

- I'm countin' on ya.

I get her clear,
we make the bust.

- He wants the girl now.

- Don't rip me off.

- No way, copper.

(upbeat music)

(automatic weapon firing)

(guns firing and
bullets ricocheting)

(engine revving
and tires squealing)

- [Jim] All right,
cuff those guys.

- [Vince] Do I gotta cuff 'em?

- [Jim] Put your hands
behind your heads.

- [Vince] Do it!

(tires squealing)

(tires squealing
and engine revving)

(tires squealing)

(engines revving)

- Okay, Hooker, you
had your way too long.

But before we're through

I'm gonna ground
you into the dirt myself.

(engine revving)

(tires screeching)

(gun firing and
bullets ricocheting)

- Freeze!

(breathing heavily)

You wanted it all,
didn't you, Castle?

- You can't stand up,
you're goin' down, Hooker.

- You hired a hit man
to run over April's father.

When her mother died,

you made a prostitute
out of her daughter.

- She wanted it.

It was easy for her.

- No!

You fed her booze and pills

until she didn't know
what she was doing.

It was all part of your revenge.

- So what?

You wanted to destroy me.

- I have destroyed you.

(dramatic music)

Move.

Move!

Move!

Come on!

Move it!

Move, move, move!

- Hey, Hooker,
you finally decided

to come back to work, huh?

How's April.

- Oh, she's gonna be fine.

I spent a lot of time
with her and her doctor

before I flew down last night.

Where's Jim and Vince?

- They had an order to
bring Amelia into court today.

I think they just left,
but they'll be back soon.

- Who's Amelia?

- I forgot you were away while
everything's been happening.

- Welcome back, Hooker.

We, uh, all wanted to
be here for the occasion.

- Good.

Fallon, I still feel
bad about that punch.

- Hell, I still feel
pain in my jaw

now and then where it landed.

Congratulations
on a terrific job.

- Hey, Hooker.

You have no idea what
we all went through.

- Yes, I do, and I'm sorry

there was only one
way to get the job done.

- You and Jim are
back from court already?

- Matter of fact
we never got there.

Amelia wasn't just
seven-months pregnant.

You guys got a minute?

- Who is Amelia?

(baby crying)

Oh.

- Not my first delivery
either (laughs).

- [Vince] What are you
gonna call him, Amelia?

- James Vincent Rodriguez.

(laughing)

- We did it, huh?

- It was beautiful.

(baby crying)

- This really is a
welcome back, Hooker.

(tender music)

- So you're Amelia.

(baby screeches)

(laughing)

What do ya say, fella?

Hmm?

(upbeat music)