The Streets of San Francisco (1972–1977): Season 3, Episode 10 - For Good or Evil - full transcript

No. No, no, no, please.
Listen. Listen to me!

Whatever you want,
whatever. Please.

Say hello to your dead friends.

♪♪

Ronnie, I tell you, you
collapsed too far on the center.

You left me wide open.

Baby, Gene is seven-foot 40.

He gets the ball,
he's got a dunk, right?

I'm gonna take a
chance on you any time.

There were two
men on him already.

They were this little.



- Hey, Paul, where you been?
- Oh, just late, man.

- Come on. Take my place, will you?
- Yeah, okay.

Come on. Let's go!
Hustle it up in there.

Watch the body
checking. Let's go.

Come down fast.

Let's go. Hustle it.

All right, that's
it. Take a shower.

Everybody takes a
shower. I mean, everybody.

All right, super dude.

Don't tell me, man. I tell you.

I was bad, all right?

Well, you weren't good.
What's the problem?

There ain't no problem,
man. I'm just erratic.

Well, if there's no problem,
then I guess I won't ask



about the TV shop that
got knocked off last night.

Nah, you're too intelligent
for that, aren't you?

You would never get involved in
something like that, would you?

Think I'm intelligent,
Lieutenant? How come?

Well, in a couple more months

you're gonna graduate
from high school.

Oh, man, you know they're
pushing me out of that school

to make room for somebody
else. That make me intelligent?

I think that makes you a
lot smarter than those punks

who are getting ripped
off selling those TV sets.

What's Karpa giving them anyway?

Now how would I
know a thing like that?

How's your brother?

- Jimbo?
- Uh-huh.

Yeah, Jimbo's fine.

All of Karpa's people
do fine, don't they?

No way. I'm not one
of Karpa's people.

I wouldn't know.

Paul, keep away
from Karpa, will you?

Well, like you
said, he doing fine.

What's he need me for?

Well, when he wants
you, he'll come after you

just like he did your brother.

He'll get you out of
that street gang of yours,

what was it, the Cavaliers?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

The Cavaliers.

He'll make you a runner, then
you'll be a collector for him,

and then you'll be an enforcer,

and then you'll be in the
big time, huh? The rackets.

Oh, come on, you can
level with me, Lieutenant.

Tell me what you don't
like about the dude.

I'm gonna nail him.

And when I do, I don't
want you anywhere near him.

Steve, what happened?

Guy got shot point-blank.

Happened about an hour ago.

Who is he?

Juan Osorio.

Thanks, Coolidge.

Steve.

Steve, Juan Osorio:

two counts of usury,

sentenced from one to
ten, served 18 months.

Pandering, receiving
stolen property.

Suspended sentences.

Let's have a walk.

Tomas.

Yeah, Lieutenant?

Juan Osorio... you
know the name?

The guy who got hit? Sure.

Cruise his turf every
day. He was about due.

How come?

Well, he was into everything
in the Chicano area,

mostly money lending.

You could borrow all
you want at 15% a month.

Probably a hundred guys
with reasons to ice him.

What about drugs?

Oh, I'd say so. And
prostitution, too. Everything.

Like he was Mr. Welcome
Wagon. All the goodies.

Of course, there's someone
there to take his place.

You can count on it.

- Steve.
- Yeah?

Telephone for you.

The lady says that she'll
talk to you and you alone.

Aha.

How come I don't
get calls like that?

I tell you, you gotta
get a new tailor.

Yeah, this is Inspector Keller.

Well, hi, Lori.

Is it that important? Okay.

About 15 minutes.

Right. Bye-bye.

15 minutes?

Lady in distress. I'll
see you in about an hour.

Okay. Say, what's your
tailor's name, anyway?

Hello, Steve.

Lori, Lori. How you doing, hon?

Fine. Oh, I'm clean.
I didn't tell you.

- What?
- Yeah.

- Congratulations.
- Yeah, really.

No more of those
trips for Lori, no way.

- Good to hear.
- You bet.

So what's going on?

Okay, there's this
warehouse down on Juneau.

It's about to come down.

It's number 1212.

In the office by
the front door...

Now I just heard about this,

Steve, so I don't know
much about it, okay?

It's in the ceiling.
There's several holes.

Now, I hear there's a package
that the cops would really like

to get their hands on.

What's in the package?

I don't know.

All I know is what I hear,
and I didn't hear that.

Um...

Steve, I could really use...

Hey-hey-hey.

Thanks.

It's really worth it, I hear.

I believe you. I believe you.

Up in the ceiling, huh?

Okay. Take care.

♪♪

Those guys in the lab,
whoo, man, they're good.

Yeah, yeah, they're good.

But don't socialize with them.

Why not?

Well, they ask you to come
to their homes for dinner,

you sit down at the dinner
table, and then they proceed

to tell their wives how they
solved your toughest cases

for you right there in the lab.

What we do down here,
that doesn't mean a thing.

It's all done up in the lab.

The only thing you can
do is just grin and smile.

And you know what?

The food isn't too good, either.

What'd they give you?

Well, Charlie says
the slug from the gun is

from the same one
that killed Osorio.

Then he raised
the serial numbers

that were filed off, and...

Who's the gun registered to?

Uh, Lou Maxwell.

Ruxton Loan Company on 14th.

Let's talk with Maxwell.

Charlie said he'd be happy
to assist you in the arrest.

You know what?
Charlie's the worst one.

His wife can't cook at all.

Now, I've been saying it before,

and I'm gonna say
it one more time.

We don't need those guns.

Buying them guns is stupid!

You dudes understand
where I'm coming from?

Y'all about the sorriest
bunch of dudes I know.

I mean, even if we just
bought those guns just to show

the Tangos, try to scare
'em, they ain't gonna scare.

Nah, they got this thing
they call "machismo."

Now, you show 'em them
guns, and they gotta kill you.

Hey, Paul. Paul!
Where you going?

Hey, man, you supposed
to be the warlord.

Ain't you got an
attitude on this thing?

Hey, uh, Jimbo.

Hey, Paulie.

Hey, what's happening?
Yeah, thanks for coming, man.

Always got time for
blood kin, you know that.

How's Papa? He's
giving you trouble?

You know, like always. He crazy.

Then what's the trouble, man?

I saw something, man.

Something I wish
I never had seen.

Come on.

What'd you see, man?

I saw Karpa ice Osorio, man.

Hey, wait a minute, man.

I said I saw Karpa ice Os...

I heard you. I heard
you. Don't say it no more.

- Never no more, you hear?
- Yeah.

You understand what I just said?

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah. Yeah, all right.

It's bad.

Hey, man, I'm gonna
tell you the truth.

I was thinking about
going to the cops.

Hey, man, you going crazy?!

You gotta be kidding!

A warlord like you?

Now what would the
Cavaliers think about that?

They couldn't
operate with a stoolie.

Look, I want to
tell you something

you already know, Paulie.

Stoolies sometimes
float in the Bay, man.

Well, tell me what to
do, man. What, forget it?

Easy, easy, man.

Just... come on, cool out.

There's got to be
a good side to it.

You know?

You don't, you don't just
tell cops stuff like that, man.

It can work for you.

See, now, Karpa
would be pleased.

Yeah.

He could do good
things for you, man.

Maybe even a top
pickup man right off.

You prove yourself,
brother, you'll be in with us,

where all the important
things are happening.

You'll be in with us.

Now, all you got to do is just
choose what you want to do.

Yeah.

Huh?

Yeah.

I didn't kill Osorio!

I didn't kill anybody!

Come on, come on.

Paulie!

That don't mean I killed Osorio!

I didn't kill him! I tell
you, I didn't kill him!

You chose the
right thing, brother.

Yeah.

Hey, how'd that
driving feel, huh?

Yeah...

Year or two, maybe you'll
have one of your own, huh?

All right.

This is my brother.

Paul, say hello to Mr. Karpa.

Hey, how you doing?

Hey, how you doing, Paul?

He's got something to tell you.

Fine.

Well, come on, Paul.
Don't do no numbers.

Just tell the man what you know.

I saw you hit Osorio.

I, uh, think you may
have made a mistake.

A guy named Lou
Maxwell hit Osorio.

No, man, I was
there. It was you.

You just got to be crazy,

walking in here and telling
me something like that.

I could've gone to the cops...

Yeah...

That you could have done.

Why'd you come here?

It was my idea...

Him.

Paul...

Why did you come here?

Prove a point.

A point.

Now what would that be?

That, uh, I can be blackmailed?

No. You know, that, uh...

you know, that I
can handle myself.

Go on...

Well, you know, uh, I
want to be a part of this.

Of what?

Aw, come on, man.

Everybody knows what's
happening. I ain't no kid.

He's the warlord of
the whole Cavaliers.

That's what he is.

And you want what?

Some action, you know.

I want to work for you.

Affirmative.

Affirmative.

I need some help.

Things are going pretty good.

I need some good help.

Get some threads,
Paul. Look nice.

I'll send for you when
I want to see you.

Oh, Mr. Karpa?

Yeah, we both
did the right thing.

Do I have me a brother
or do I have me a brother?

Does he know
not to bite the hand

that can light his
fire or does he not?

- I'd worry about him, Jimbo.
- Hmm?

What's in his head.

What he's walking
around with in his head.

About me. You dig?

Do you dig what
I'm saying to you?

Yeah.

You keep your eye on him.

He's your responsibility.

As he goes, so goes Jimbo.

Oh, no. It's too pat.

Steve, it's too tied together.

Maxwell was just handed to us.

How did that girlfriend of yours

just happen to know
where the murder gun was?

Mike, that's her business.

She's given us goodies
before, you know that.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. But how
did she know about the gun?

I can't push her, Mike.

She hears things, she tells
me, I lay a few bucks on her.

- I push her, that's it.
- Mike, come here.

I want to show you something.

Right here...

Now, this territory right here,

Mostly Chicano. Osorio's.

Off-track betting,
money lending...

anything and
everything goes on here.

Up here, low-income
Caucasian. Maxwell's turf.

Same thing happens
here that happens here,

same blood-sucking thing.

Now who's in the middle?

Karpa.

That's right. Karpa.

And with Osorio dead,
and Maxwell in the slammer,

this whole area then
falls right into Karpa's lap.

So you see, no matter
how good your tailor is,

I don't think your relationship
with that gal means very much.

Okay, I'll call her
in the morning.

Lori? Not here.

First day she's
missed in a long time.

You know where I can find her?

Her address, you mean?

Who knows about addresses?

These kids, they come, they go.

Gypsies, pal.

Well, let me ask
you something, pal.

How'd you like to
shut this place down?

Why? What am I doing wrong?

Oh, I'll bet the IRS would
like to know what's going down.

No W2 forms for the gypsies,
no copies, no addresses...

Mind if I use that phone?

You don't need the phone.

All you need is
an address, right?

Sweet. Do you like that?

Yeah. It's fine.

For real.

Paul, did you steal it?

Hey, look. I
don't steal nothin'.

Look, I paid for
this cash money.

Where'd you get the money?

I'll tell you about it.

Come on, let's
take a little walk.

No, look, I gotta study.

Look, you think I'm
not serious, don't you?

Well, I'm going
to college, Paul,

and I'm going to teach.
And I'm going to just...

And you're just going to
leave me behind, right?

You could go the whole
route with me if you wanted.

Why don't we talk about it?

Come on.

Okay.

Lori...

Lori?

Paul!

Hello, Paul.

Yeah, yeah. How
you doin', Lieutenant?

Yeah, this is my lady, Chris.

Yeah. Lieutenant Stone. Po-lice.

It's Christina
Jackson, Lieutenant.

- How do you do?
- Hello.

Paul, uh...

there's something you
and I ought to talk about.

Hey, well, whatever, man.

You know, I mean, I don't
keep nothing from Chris.

I hope you're not
keeping anything from me.

Like what?

Well, like the walk between
your house and the gym.

You'd come across
that construction lot...

- That's right.
- Just about the same time

Osorio was shot.

Well, "about" don't
mean "exactly."

That's right, it doesn't.

So, what, if you're asking if I
saw anybody icing anybody, man,

I didn't see nothing but bricks.

Look, man, what do
you want from me?

I mean, you know,
I come to the gym,

I shoot a few
baskets for you, right?

You can do a lot more
than shoot a few baskets.

Like what?

School... You've
got the brains for it.

Look, what are you fighting
for, my soul or something, man?

What are you, a cop or a priest?

A friend.

A friend?

That's right, a friend.

Yeah, but what do you
want with me for a friend?

Oh, oh...

Oh, you know what
he wants, Chris?

Why, he the man, right?

Yeah, yeah.

So you're looking for a stoolie.

Ain't that what you want, man?

I don't want to see
you waste yourself.

Yeah, well, don't worry about
me, man, I'm doing all right.

I guess you are.

Nice meeting you, Chris.

Hey, what's happening, man?

Hey, what's going...?

Hey, y'all, what's,
what's, what's going...?

Hey, look, man, hey, Ronnie,
yo, what's happening, man?

He told on us, man.

Who told what?

Your tight partner Dewey.

I saw him myself
talking to the law.

Then a half hour later
our guns were gone.

No, man, Dewey wouldn't do that.

The stash is gone, man,
and it was Dewey that told.

Well, where's he at?

Hey, man, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Paul.

Battery acid.

That poor kid.

Lori said she was
clean, I believed her.

I don't know what kind
of mind hands somebody

a bag of battery acid
and tells them it's speed.

You think someone
wanted her dead?

Yeah, sure, sure.

I think she did her job,
told us where the gun was,

nailed Lou Maxwell.

Then whoever planned
this figured Lori was a doper,

couldn't be trusted.

Homicide, Lieutenant Stone.

Yeah.

You're sure?

Okay, thanks.

D.A.'s office.

They just released Maxwell.

He had an alibi?

Mm-hmm, airtight.

Why didn't he tell us?

Maybe he didn't want to talk
about it until he really had to.

Seems like Maxwell
is a family man,

and the lady he was with
at the time Osorio was shot

wasn't his wife.

Lou Maxwell was released?

When?

Okay, okay.

Nothing else?

Just, you saw him walk
out with his lawyer, right?

Okay.

Thanks.

I got to talk to you, man.

What's the problem?

Oh, it may be
nothing, I don't know.

That kid, Jimbo's brother?

Paul?

What about him?

He had a long, long talk
with a cop about an hour ago.

About what I don't
know, but they talked.

And Lou Maxwell just
got out of the slammer.

Where's Jimbo?

Out in the bar.

Tell him to find his brother,
tell him to get him in here,

and tell him he'd better
have some good answers.

Hello, Karpa.

Hey. How's it going, Lieutenant?

Inspector.

Have a seat.

Get your order in before 6:00,
the, uh, wine's on the house.

Well, thanks for the
seat, but I'm not hungry.

Are you hungry?

No. No.

No, we're not hungry.

Suit yourself.

How else can I be of
service to our good police?

Well, we just wanted to pass off
some information to you, Karpa.

Hold it a second, okay?

Now, I call you
Lieutenant, you Inspector,

so do me the
courtesy, all right?

Call me Mr. Karpa.

Lou Maxwell is back
on the streets, Mr. Karpa.

Lou Maxwell?

So how does that
fit into your plans?

You talking to me?

I said, how does that
fit into your plans?

Mr. Karpa.

Mr. Karpa.

What do, uh, my plans have to do

with a guy named Lou
Maxwell's plans, huh?

I'm jiving.

You know I'm jiving, don't you?

Talking about Lou Maxwell
like I never even heard of the cat.

You know the word I
got about that hinky dude

just five minutes ago?

That you people had him
downtown for some reason

and you let him go.

Now, whatever it was,

he's so shook up
he's leaving the city.

Any truth to that?

You wouldn't mind
that, would you?

Maxwell's out of town,
you'll be free to operate.

Operate? Operate?

Cutting, you mean?

Mm-hmm, cutting.

With Osorio dead and
Maxwell splitting town,

you'd be carving
up a nice little piece

of territory for
you, wouldn't you?

Oh...

You'd better explain yourself.

I do not know what
you're talking about.

Now, if you want to discuss
with me how I'm running

this one business I
have here, this nice club,

then we can communicate.

Otherwise...

zip.

Well, the man's sure
got a way of putting it.

Zip. Nada.

Yeah.

That's right.

You know, I don't
think that Paul

was telling me the
truth about Osorio.

If I could have
spoken to him alone,

without his girl, Chris...

Yeah. Yeah, probably
thought he was copping out

in front of her.

Yeah.

Let's find him.

I want to talk to him again.

Hey, Paulie.

- Hey, Jimbo.
- Yeah.

Uh, the, uh, clubhouse,
they told me that, uh,

Dewey had a little accident
and you were helping him out.

How's he doing?

Not too good, man.

Ah, he'll be all right.

Yo, what's happening?

Karpa wants to see you.

Okay.

Tell him I'll be there

as soon as I find out
about my friend, man.

Hey, look, Paulie, that
ain't no answer, man.

Karpa said to find your
brother and bring him.

He said right away.

Yeah, well, I'll be there
when I find out about Dewey.

You're the one that brought in
Dewey Childress, aren't you?

Yeah, right. How's he doing?

He's dead.

Internal bleeding.

Probably the
result of a beating.

What do you know about it?

Nothing, man.

I never even... I
don't know, man.

You a friend of his?

No, man. I never
even met the dude.

Now, I-I have to have
your name for the police.

Yeah, look out.

Now, hold it a minute.

Look, man!

Paul.

Go on. I hear you
have a reason to.

No?

I hear a friend of
yours had an accident.

Wasn't no accident.

Understand he...
spoke to the police.

I understand he revealed.

I understand he
got very strung out

on being Mr. Straight.

And I understand he did a
very bad thing to his friends.

Now, a young man
with all those attributes

just has to be accident-prone.

That sound anything
like you, Paul?

Are you going to
have an accident?

Now, when I say accident,
let me tell you what I mean.

You're walking along.

Suddenly, pow!

You're all trussed
up like a chicken,

falling into the bay.

You talked to the cops, Paul.

You talked to Mike Stone.

Now, what use have
you got for a cop?

Why'd you run to Mike Stone?

- Hey, man, he stopped me.
- Why?

It wasn't about you.

Then why'd they
let Lou Maxwell go?

Well, I don't know.

- What'd he want, Paul?
- Hey, man, look.

I don't know. I
mean, he just wants

to save my soul or something.

He wanted to what?

Man, you know, I mean, like,

he wants me to
dribble a basketball

and read books
and stuff like that.

Hey, man, that's what he said.

How do you feel about it?

He's a cop.

He ain't nothing.

That's good to hear.

Lloyd.

Kid.

Use it.

For what?

Mike Stone.

Waste him.

Ah, man, you got to be kidding.

Uh-uh.

But-but you're talking about...

Wasting Mike Stone.

Do it.

Hey, no, man, I...

Hey... Paul?

Don't say no to me.

Do it.

Why?

Because he's riding my back,

I hate his guts and
I want him dead.

And I want you
to do it because...

of the opportunity
involved here, Paul.

See, I can see you
riding around in a big car.

I can see you living in an
apartment at the marina.

I can see you standing
at a window at the Mark,

looking down at the
gutter you live in right now.

I can see all that, Paul.

Hey.

Icing a cop is nothing.

People do it for
no reason at all.

Because the man is a cop.

And you've got a reason.

You'd be a man.

And you could do all
the good, all the funky,

all the natural things
a man should do.

On the other hand...

you could be a
chicken in the bay.

Homicide, Lieutenant Stone.

Yeah.

- Paul?
- Yeah, yeah.

I was looking for you.

Are you all right?

Yeah, yeah, I'm okay.

Uh, I-listen, I got to
see you, Lieutenant.

It's important.

Yeah. Where are you?

Uh, well... well, we... we
can't be seen together.

Uh, let me see.

How-how about 11:30?

Yeah, yeah, that's a good time.

Uh, see... see, I got this
very heavy thing to tell you.

Yeah, I said okay.

Uh, where do you
want me to meet you?

Uh, let's see.

How about a rooftop?

Yeah, yeah, that'd
be good... a rooftop.

Uh, yeah, I know where one is.

Paul?

I was just about ready to leave.

Oh, sorry.

Uh, I got hung up.

I heard about Dewey.

Ah... he was my friend.

I know.

I'm sorry.

Hey, man, I didn't come here
to talk about Dewey, all right?

I know that. I liked him.

I respected him.

He used his head on the court,

and he used his
head on the street.

Now, there's a young man who...

who was fighting hard to
get himself out of the ghetto.

And he made it, too, didn't he?

But what does that make him?

A winner or a loser?

What did you come
here to talk to me about?

Oh, yeah.

I got...

Yeah.

This, man.

I got to... kill you.

For who?

Oh, no.

No, no.

Karpa.

For me.

You pull that trigger,
and you're going to spend

the rest of your life in prison.

You'll be a murderer.

Don't do that to yourself, Paul.

Man, here you go with
that priest bit again, man.

What you gonna do now,
you gonna tell me about sin?

That's right, I'm going
to tell you about sin.

Don't do it, Paul.

What, or else God
will punish me, right?

Hey, man, well, that's jive.

Man, there ain't no God.

God is for rich people, man.

There ain't no God
for poor people!

Ain't no God for me.

What, you...?

Go on.

Pull the trigger.

Go on.

Go on!

Find out which
one of us is right.

Paul, listen!

Paul.

Saw the cop.

Stone?

Yeah.

Casing the street
corners asking for Paul.

That does not sound like
something a dead man would do.

No, it don't.

Paul was supposed to arrange
a meeting with him last night.

Huh.

Last night's long gone.

He blew it?

Chickened out. Whatever.

Well...

I guess big brother Jimbo

has got his responsibility
coming to him.

It's the Man! Move the stuff!

Is Paul around?

Paul's in a lot of trouble,

so it would be in
his best interest

if you guys tell us where he is.

Doesn't Paul's life
mean anything to you?

You guys could save
his life, you know.

How you doin', Chris?

Jimbo.

Is, uh, my brother here?

No.

You mind if I make s...

Of course I do.

I'm sorry, baby,
but I just have to...

Look, I don't want
you coming in here.

Hey, how you doin', man?

How you doin', Paulie?

You lookin' for me?

Yeah, I'm lookin' for you.

Want to see you, but not here.

Yeah, okay.

Paul...

It's all right. It's all right.

He works for Karpa.

Yeah, but he's my brother.

That makes a
difference, don't it?

Yeah, man.

Sure.

Feel like a little walk?

Sure.

Look what I got, man.

Karpa told me to
burn Mike Stone.

Yeah, I know.

I ain't gonna do that, man.

Give it back to him; tell
him I'm saying no to him.

You just don't do that, Paulie.

Hey, man; I do, man. Here.

Hey, man, Karpa told me that...

Hey, how long's it been, man,

since we did anything like this?

You know, took a walk,
talked about things.

We used to do it all the
time, remember, man?

Yeah, I remember.

So why we gotta bring
that dude's name up?

He told me to burn you, man.

Yeah, I kinda figured that.

Ah...!

What-what... what happened, man?

What happened?

I don't know, man.

Something went wrong.

I mean, we're here
like this, and you...

Whose fault is it?

Oh, my fault, your fault,

Karpa's fault, the ghetto's...

Man, just-just waking
up in the mornin'.

Goin' to bed and wonderin'
what the day was for.

Yeah. Wondering whether
you outsmarted the Man

or the Man outsmarted you.

So whatcha gonna do, man?

Come on, I got some
money, man. It's yours.

Here, take it. Do
yourself some good.

Far away.

Come on, take it!

Hey, hey, look...
Here, take this, too.

You're gonna need it.

- Aw, man, I don't want that...
- Take it!

I don't want it,
man! I don't want it!

Come on, I'll take
you back, man.

You can get everything you need,

and you can get
the hell out of here.

I just need to say good-bye
to my lady, that's all.

Hey, look, man.

Stay away at least two years.

At least that.

No matter what you might hear,

no matter what
somebody might tell you.

All right?

Promise me that.

Take care, brother.

Yeah, you, too, good brother.

Yeah.

Beat it.

Run!

Oh.

What's the problem?

I'm Paul Hudson, man.

There's a cop...
Lieutenant Mike Stone...

He's looking for me,
and I'm looking for him.

Brought you something.

They're gonna kill him.
They're gonna kill my brother.

- They got Jimbo.
- Karpa?

Yeah, they're gonna kill him,
just like I saw him kill Osorio.

I want some backup
units at a bar...

Restaurant called La
Place, 1200 block Freemont.

Code Two!

Go!

So now you see why you have
to fade from the picture, Jimbo.

I couldn't kill my
own brother, man.

Hey.

I can understand that.

But don't you see?
Don't you understand?

Your brother Paul's
got to go anyway.

Doing it your way,
both of you have to go.

Both of you are the danger now.

And it only had to be one.

We've talked enough, Jimbo.

Come here, come here, come here.

- Get in there.
- Oh, no, man. Wait...

Stay in this car.

Mike?

Hold it! Police!

Jimbo, run!

Paulie!

- All right, drop it!
- Police!

- Drop it!
- Come on, put-put it down!

- Get him.
- Come on, grab him.

Call an ambulance.

Oh.

Hey, man... hey,
man, you all right?

Hey, brother,

it looks like we're...

we're both finally...

free, hey... Paulie?

- Attaboy, attaboy.
- There you go.

Good one! Hey!

- All right!
- That's the way, that's the way. Come on.

Ah, block him.

Howie, go in there for Paul.

Paul? Paul.

- All right, Paulie, baby.
- Paul, come here, come here.

All right. That's the
way to go, man. All right.

- Thanks, bro.
- This is Mr. Becker.

- How you doing?
- Like the defense, huh?

Yeah, man says it's
the name of the game.

It is on this squad.

He help you with
that jumper, too?

What, are you kidding?

His favorite shot's still
a two-hand set shot.

Right?

Hey, well, that's the
way they did it back then.

Back then? I'll
give you back then.

I'll take you on one-on-one
any day. Two-on-one.

What, and ask for 18 points
out of a game of 20, right?

Be careful, boy.

Now, listen,
Mr. Becker's the man

I talked to you about, remember?

Caldwell College?
He scouts for them.

Small college, Paul.

- Yeah, how small?
- Very small.

We haven't had an
enrollment of over 3,000 yet.

Oh, well, that sounds okay, man,

'cause it'll be a while
before I get too big again.

Right, Coach?

Right.

All right.

Oh, good to see you, Mr. Becker.

Paul, we'll talk.

Okay.

All right, let's go.
Let's go. Come on.

Let's hustle up.