All language subtitles for Starsky & Hutch S02e13 Little Girl Lost_track3_[eng]

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[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[TYRES SCREECHING]

[EXPLODES]

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I must be crazy.

I must have some kind
of a death wish.

Look, will you trust me, please?
That's what it is.

I'll have you know that one of the
finest gourmets in town touted me
on this joint.

Where did you ever
meet a gourmet?

At the bowling league. Remember
that fat guy with the silver shirt?

His name's Dimitri Goldberg.

HUTCH: Dimitri, huh?
STARSKY: Mm-hm.

There it is, a rising star
in the cooking hall of fame.

You know, you said the same thing
about that fish joint where
the health inspector got sick.

So I'm not perfect.
This way.

Hey. Hey, one more thing.
What?

Why is it that we have
to go in the back door?

Why can't we go in the front door
like everybody else?

Anybody can go in
the front door.

Now, listen,
this is important.

If Harry's not cooking today,
we leave.

What?

You ready?

HUTCH: Last time I saw a place
like this was in a James Bond...
What is this?

[SPEAKING IN CHINESE]

Harry? Harry? Harry.
My name's Dave Starsky.

This is Ken Hutchinson.
How do you do?

Harry. Harry, a friend of mine,
Dimitri Goldberg.

Harry, Dimitri Goldberg.
He doesn't understand English.

Maybe he does. Harry,
he told me that your best dish...

Starsk, I think Harry's busy.
Is mushu pork.

Mushu, mushi pork.
Mushi pork, Harry.

Mushi pork
with the soft brown noodles?

Huh, Harry?
Well, he said it's fantastic.

Okay, all right, all right.
All right, all right, I'm sorry.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

STARSKY:
That your best dish was mushi pork.

Mushu pork. Harry...

Starsk.
STARSKY: Mushi pork.

Mushi pork, Harry.
Is that what you...?

HUTCH: Starsky!
What?

HUTCH: Come here!
Okay. Excuse me, Harry.

Mushi pork, okay?

Is she pretty?

Look, but stay back.

Iron Mike Ferguson.

Yeah.
See, I'm not the only one with taste.

Hey, we never congratulated
him for becoming captain.

Let's pick up his tab.
Look, Starsky...

Will you get off me?

Get...
I can't.

Get off me.
I'm squished. I can't.

Now, take a look
at who he's with.

Who he's with?
Yeah.

Matt Coyle.
Mm-hm.

What's a hard-nose cop like Ferguson
doing with a crumb like Matt Coyle?

I hate to think about it.

Hey.
What?

Oh, my.
I get the feeling we're

in the wrong place
at the right time.

I don't believe this.

[YELLS]

HUTCH:
Starsk, get up!

[YELLING IN CHINESE]

All right, come on.

STARSKY:
You think he saw me?

Come on,
let's get out of here.

Hey, what's going on,
Wang?

[SPEAKS IN CHINESE]

STARSKY: What's a cop
like Iron Mike Ferguson doing

playing footsie
with a bum like Matty Coyle?

I don't know, Starsk.
Maybe we're overreacting.

Overreacting? If we saw
what it looked like we saw,
Ferguson is on the take.

Lf.

That's a big word.
Yeah.

[]

It's not just that. I haven't understood
one word since you've been in here.

Captain, we're not sure what we saw
was in fact what we saw, but...

If... If... If... If...
HUTCH: Cap... Cap... Hold on a second.

Captain, what Starsky's
trying to say is that

we did see what we saw.
STARSKY: Yeah, we saw it.

We just don't know what it means.
I saw. I know. And...

Okay. And if we saw what we saw...
DOBEY: Hold it!

You both can't talk at the same time.

All right, Hutchinson, you go.

There, you see? Okay, now...

[PHONE BUZZES]

DOBEY:
Wait a minute.

Dobey here.

Oh, fine. Send him in.

All right, now whatever it is
will have to wait.

You remember Captain Ferguson?
He wants to speak to you.

Hello, Starsky.
Captain, how are you?

Hello, Hutch.
Captain.

All right, captain?
Be my guest.

Well, the situation is this, fellas.
I got a big one going down,
and I'm short-handed.

Too many of my guys
are on long-term stakeouts,
so I need volunteers.

Now, your captain's already agreed.
What do you say?

Well, it's nice to be wanted.

What's the setup?

FERGUSON:
Well, it's Darcy's department store.

It's a three-man operation.
All hard cases.

Half a dozen murder raps
between them and no convictions.

The hit goes down five minutes
before closing time, 5:25 today.

And we're gonna be there.

Now, Captain Ferguson assures me
that his informant is 100 percent,

which means you're gonna get
a chance to make a good clean bust
with a minimum risk.

If there are no questions
and you're agreeable,

you're working for him temporarily.

When do we start?
Now.

Now, get down to the chalk room
for a mission briefing.

When we go in, we go in ready.

You may remember my methods.
Vividly.

All right, get going. I'll be with you
as soon as Dobey and I wrap up
a little paperwork.

Sign there on the dotted line.

Doesn't it seem strange?
Have you got a dime?

Doesn't it seem strange
that Ferguson suddenly needs us?

We haven't seen the man
in over a year.

Well, we saw him today,
and if he saw us...

Yeah, what if
he saw us?

He shows up in Dobey's office
and wants us in on a bust.

At Darcy's
department store.

That's some kind of
a coincidence, huh?

Well, where does that leave us,
except with us standing here,
you eating my lunch?

The question is, where does that
leave us at 5:25 this afternoon?

I think I just lost
my appetite.

Hey, don't worry.
It won't happen to us.

Yeah? How can you be so sure
at 5:25 this afternoon?

Because we've got something
that Ferguson doesn't have.

Yeah? What's that?
Each other. You lucky devil.

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Hey.
COYLE: Johnny!

I started going over the books
with Arnie, Mr. Coyle.

I figured you're always kind of late
when you take lunch at your club.

Did you have a good time?
At the club?

Well, now, Johnny, I'm gonna have
to take you there someday

so you can learn the true meaning
of the word "boredom."

There's nothing duller than watching
a millionaire with an ulcer

eat his cottage cheese.

Well, now, how's business doing?
Not too hot.

Some of our customers wanna
cut back. They're complaining about

the cigarette machines
in the downtown bars,

and the convention centre's kicking
about paying off loading permits...

Now, now, no more
sad stories, Johnny.

IN IRISH BROGUE: We Irish have a
heart as tender as a baby's behind.

IN NORMAL VOICE: My customers
pay when I want them, Johnny,

not when they feel like it.

If you have to persuade them,
persuade them.

Okay, Mr. Coyle, but I'm not as good
at that as Momo was.

He could talk them
into coming through.

You know me, I have to break heads.

But Momo's in jail for 10 years,
Johnny.

So it's up to you now.

You have to do what you have to do
to keep my operation in line.

Johnny, I'm leaving now.

Oh, Johnny,
you're a lucky man.

You're very kind, Mr. Coyle,
but I'm the lucky one.

I'm going shopping, honey,
and then home.

Thanks for lunch.
Bye.

Hey, Johnny, run and fetch your wife
a tin of that imported tea
that came in yesterday.

Yes, sir.

[]

You know, it's a rare man
who has both a beautiful wife

and an understanding
employer.

I'll see that he's
working tonight.

You and I
can be alone.

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[WHISTLING]

Could I maybe interest you
in something from women's lingerie?

Maybe a negligee?
Yeah, but it's not for me.

I got this weird partner.

I can't decide if he likes
black or pink.

Well, it's quiet enough so far.
Mm-hm.

What do you think?

I don't like plaids.
It's not for you.

Oh.

Starsk.
Hmm?

Store security, right on time.

Iron Mike is one hell of a cop.
I know he sealed the joint off,

but I still can't see how he did it.
It's not for me either.

You won't see anything much if you
don't learn to keep your eyes open.

Don't look like you're gonna salute.
Oh.

I'll be in the accounting office
with Sawyer and Platt.

Nelson and Bauerman will cover us
from the supply room.

When the hoods start the action,
you seal off the back way.

Like we planned,
by the numbers. Hmm?

Mm-hm.
All right, folks...

Closing time.
Please complete your purchases.

You know something, Starsk?
Hmm?

I think I'm gonna take
my business elsewhere.

His attitude stinks.
Hutch.

What?

Right on time.

[]

Looks cool on the blind side.

We got three men,
and we know where they are.

FERGUSON:
Police! You're surrounded!

[GUNS SHOOTING]

Get back!

[PANTING]

The man said three.

And two more show
up at our backs.

What do you think?

I think we ought to find out
what this guy's into.

Here he is.
Hey, what the hell's going on?

It sounds like
a war out here.

We're not sure, captain.

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Well, I'm glad you could make it
so quickly, captain.

You're the one cop whose mug
I don't mind looking at.

But then again,
I'm a sentimental man.

Hey, Hug,
that's quite some motorcycle.

Will you guys
come on over here?

Yeah, that's a brilliant
disguise, Huggy.

Who'd ever think to look for
a pimp on a motor scooter?

Hey, don't knock it. It fooled
my two lovely accomplices over there.

You gotta be kidding.

How are you gonna get
two foxes like that on a little
puddle-jumper like this?

Hey, when the spirit is willing, the
flesh can do all kinds of groovy stuff.

But I didn't call you down here
to discuss my personal philosophy.

You asked me to keep an eye
on that Ferguson dude.

Well, word from the street
is that he sweats ice water.

He's mean, clean
and allergic to green.

Unless it's the kind that comes
in his regular police pay envelope.

Oh, shoot! You guys got any idea
how to put this thing together?

Huggy, if this man is so clean,
what the hell are we doing down here?

Well, that alley backs up
to Coyle's warehouse.

That's where the
good captain is.

He whipped around the block a couple
of times, then pulled into Coyle's.

That's food for thought,
wouldn't you say?

STARSKY:
Yeah, if you're hungry.

Yeah, uh... Listen, keep up
the good work, huh?

Thanks a million, Hug.

Hey, your caddie's gonna
be ready in a second.

What is it that the French say
about the way of the world, captain?

I don't know. Probably
something about sex.

"The more things change,
the more they remain the same."

Like our
relationship.

Look, I didn't come for
a seminar. Let's get to it.

You weigh a ton.

Will you hurry up and listen?
HUTCH: Shh!

FERGUSON:
Come on, come on. I don't have
the time. Let's have it, Coyle.

COYLE:
All right, all right, all right.

I'm clear. We understand
each other perfectly.

Here's what you asked for.

Thanks.
You're entirely welcome, captain.

My pleasure.

HUTCH: Okay, okay, okay, okay.
What?

I got it.
HUTCH: Okay.

[CAR DRIVES AWAY]

What'd you get?

[]

Maybe too much.

Hey.

The last of Ferguson's files.
You find anything?

Only the greatest arrest record
since Wyatt Earp.

Wait a second.

That's Momo Mantell.

Now, he's one of Coyle's
top henchmen.

How is it possible for Ferguson
to be on Coyle's payroll

and at the same time
grab a guy like Momo?

You know something?

If our arrest record was half
as good as Ferguson's,

Dobey would have our shoes bronzed.
Yeah.

Maybe we ought to drop
this whole thing.

It's too late.
What?

I think somebody down in records
told Ferguson we pulled his sheets.

You know, I ought to have you two
rousting winos at the bus station.

Who are you two punks to check up
on me? Look, I don't take garbage
from creeps on the street.

I'm not gonna start taking it
from creeps in my own department.

I was busting scum in this division
when you two were still playing
patty-cake.

And when I started walking a beat
in this town, the bums owned it.

And a cop was someone you paid
to leave you alone.

I may not always go by the books,
but I get results.

And my conscience is as clear
as any man's.

Meanwhile,
while you were nosing after me,

I got a line on those hoods that broke
loose from the department-store job.

You brought them in?
No, that's something we're gonna do.

Oh, that is, if you'd like to get back
into police work.

They're holed up
in a little apartment house on Garvey.

Shall we go?

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All right, come on.

Stay close to the
building line.

That ground floor apartment
in the front.

When we go in,
they got three choices,
straight out or out the sides.

Starsky, you get
the side door.

Hutch,
the front door.

I'm gonna take
that side window.

What's the matter? Hmm?

Something bothering you?

Scared I'm setting you up?

All right, take your positions.

Police officer!
I have a warrant for your arrest!

[DOOR SQUEAKS]

[GUN COCKS]

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Hold it! Drop that gun!

Come on, all the way out.

Easy!

[GRUNTING]

Cuff him.

Hold it!

[GUNS SHOOTING]

STARSKY:
Captain!

Give me your jacket.

I'll go get an ambulance.
No, no use.

You never know. I'll go anyway.
I know! Stay here.

Somebody call
an ambulance!

You can't stay lucky forever, huh?
Yeah.

Hey, look inside my back pocket,
a snitch book.

Back page.

This is the whole scam
for the bust today.

Call the number in there,
a favour to me.

Don't tell Dobey.
You understand?

Huh?

I want your word.
You got it.

I understand, captain. You got it.

Now, take it easy.
Call, use it.

Yeah, okay.
There's nothing to be ashamed of.

Yeah.
The best thing for...

everyone.

It's the best...

[]

[SIRENS WAILING]

The whole book,
nothing but one setup after another.

Look at that.
All that information

on that Ballet Society extortion
bust last year.

Time schedule on the drug bust
at Mandalay Heights Airfield.

The armoured-car bust.

Somebody's been feeding Ferguson
top-quality information for years.

Well, anybody with that kind of
information has gotta be important.

Uh-huh.

And whoever that anybody is
apparently belongs to us now.

What's that number?
Give me that number.

555-7263.

Think I'll join you.

[PHONE RINGS]

Good afternoon.

HUTCH:
This is Detective Kenneth Hutchinson.

I assume, then, that Captain Ferguson
has come to the end of his career.

You have my most sincere
condolences.

I truly mean that.

My name, if you don't already know it,
is Matt Coyle.

Listen, Mr. Coyle,

Ferguson asked us to make this call.
That's as far as it goes.

Please, sergeant.
In Captain Ferguson's name,

could we not speak together
in person?

You have my promise that I'll neither
insult or compromise you.

And you have my solemn
word that the captain was
never bribed or bought.

But this is so awkward on the phone.
Could we, uh, not meet in my office?

Say, at 3?

Three o'clock.
Good.

One thing else, please.

[]

When you come, come as a cop.

Come as a cop?

I wonder what
Ferguson came as.

[]

COYLE:
Come in, gentlemen.

So I trust you have good reason

for disturbing my privacy
during business hours.

We got five outstanding crimes
we could close this joint down for.

Beginning with illegal loading,
going all the way up to stacking trash

in a public alley without a permit.
And if we don't get some cooperation,

we're gonna start writing
some violations.

Why, I'll cooperate,
of course.

Good.
Johnny.

You and Arnie check that shipment of
cherries that came in from Portland

while I, uh, chat
with our visitors.

Yell if you need me, Mr. Coyle.

Oh, I'll do that, Johnny boy.
You can count on it.

A hundred and twenty cases of the
best Bing cherries in the world.

I'll see you get some,
if you like.

I have eats by the tons,
boys.

Goodies all around us.

You see, lads, it's because when
I was a wee nipper in Ireland

I was always so flaming hungry,
dreaming of food, day and night.

That's why I got into this business.

So I never starve.

You were born in Jersey City, and you
never had a hungry day in your life.

True.

But my lie had far more colour
than your grey truth.

Now shall we talk?

You were feeding Ferguson the kind
of information that cops beg for.

Offences, rapists,
bank jobs.

You even turned over your
number one boy, "Skinny" Momo.

That still bothers me.
Momo, he was like a son to me.

But Iron Mike Ferguson
wanted him.

And what did Iron Mike Ferguson
have to do in return
for all your favours, Coyle?

Tell us about that.

Ferguson owed me nothing.

That's exactly what he gave me.

Oh, except maybe once in a while,
he gave me a little room to breathe.

You mean he looked the other way.
Isn't this a better town

without the scum I turned over
to Ferguson walking around?

The animals and the hard cases
I turned over

would never have
come to justice without me.

Iron Mike, he understood that.

He called it Ferguson's Law.

You gotta give a little to get a lot.

And if you check the record,
gentlemen,

you'll realize I have plenty to give.

Not interested.
Not even if I deliver the hood

who pulled the diamond-exchange
heist last week... and the ice?

[]

Well, consider it a free trial offer.
No obligation.

Just like with Iron Mike.

Boys, boys.

What have you got to lose, hm?

He drives a blue Mercury,

and I happen to know exactly where
he'll be tomorrow morning around 10.

Would you open
that briefcase, please?

I can pull this gun
about two seconds faster

than you can make it to that corner.

You wanna take the position?

Come on.

Well, I think robbery's gonna be
very interested in this.

Mr. Coyle, they picked up Lester

with all the stones from
the diamond-exchange job.

My, my. That is sad.

Just when we were
going to make a deal.

Can they make it stick?

It looks like. He had so many
previous possession raps going

the lawyers say the cops
had cause for search.

Well, at least the money
we have committed to Lester

can be applied
to raising the 205,000.

Raising the rest is up to you,
Johnny.

I know you won't fail me.

[]

This is Lonigan. Get Arnie in here
and tell him we got work to do.

Then call my wife
and tell her I'll be late.

Mr. Coyle needs me.

[]

Well, my compliments to you.

Three important arrests
in 48 hours.

You're gonna shame me
into putting you up for promotion.

That's not what we came here
to see you about, cap.

It's not the
promotion, cap.

It's the arrests. Our report's
here on the blue sheet.

The black book
belongs to Mike Ferguson.

Mike Ferguson's my best friend.

I never met a finer police officer.

Captain, the tips
that Ferguson got from Coyle

made him top cop.

In exchange,

he let Coyle
operate uninterrupted.

So what? Maybe that's the best
Ferguson could do.

Well, don't you ease up
on Huggy Bear for information?

There's a difference, cap.

Huggy might bend the law a bit,
but he's not a monster like Coyle.

Ferguson was accepting bribes,
captain.

Maybe not in dollar bills,
but he was accepting bribes.

I don't believe that.

Coyle said that Ferguson's Law
was "Give a little, get a lot."

So, what are you gonna do,
believe Coyle?

Well, you tell us, captain.

Did Ferguson have the right to decide
who was guilty and who wasn't guilty?

Who should be on the street,
who shouldn't be on the street?

We sure as hell aren't gonna try!
Look at the book!

What Coyle does is illegal.

And we want him for it.

Over Mike Ferguson's dead body.
Captain.

Hey, look.

You take that damn book
and get out on the street!

I hope you catch him!
But you leave Mike Ferguson alone.

And I want to tell you, half the force
has been after Coyle for years

and never even wilted
his carnation.

You think you two
are gonna do better?

Maybe.

At least we have a place to start.

[]

HUTCH:
We got Coyle's number-one man.

Momo Mantell.

MOMO:
You know who finked on me?

You give me his name.

Even from here,
I'll turn him into dead meat.

That's not the way we work, Momo.
We give you the name,

you give us the information on the
finger man so we can put him away.

You want it?

You play it our way.

Deal. Who turned me over?

Matt Coyle.

You guys never learn, do you?

Do I look that dumb?

Even when he was threatening me
with 20 to life,

Iron Mike Ferguson wasn't stupid
enough to try that one.

Open the gate.
It's true.

Look in the book.

Your name is printed
in big, fat letters,

and Coyle's phone number
is printed on the big, fat front page.

Big deal.

I got a passport that says
I'm a Turkish nobleman. So what?

Matt Coyle delivers 500 bucks to my
old lady every Tuesday morning,

and I never even asked for it.
You know something, Momo?

You really are stupid.

Listen, Matt Coyle
ain't no Snow White,

especially with the ladies.

But then my wife ain't no
Laura Lonigan either. Lucky for me.

But a tongue?

No.

Not if cows gave beer,
my friends.

[]

[CELL DOOR CLOSES]

Well...

"My wife ain't no
Laura Lonigan."

What did he mean by that?

I didn't even know
Lonigan was married.

If he is...

If he is,

and Coyle is the way
Momo says he is...

Maybe we can repeal Ferguson's Law.
Maybe.

[]

CO YLE: You have two suitors.
Me and Johnny Lonigan.

LAURA:
But Johnny's my husband, Matt.

COYLE:
That's his problem.

Oh...

It's your problem
if he ever found out about us.

Oh, you're teasing.

How would smiling Johnny
ever find out about us?

Oh, a little bird might tell him.

The last man Johnny found me with,
he broke both of his arms.

What are you up to,
darling?

Well, there's this little
diamond bracelet...

Oh, you're a cunning one.

We're two of a kind.

[]

You can have
your bracelet.

But you ever do that
to me again...

then you'll be the one
that gets their arms broken.

HUGG Y: He's with her now, fellas,
up in his pad.

Apartment 6A, Laura Lonigan.
You're kidding.

And at no additional fee, a colour
portrait of the lady in question.

Uh-huh.

Took that myself.
Hair like sunlight.

Well, Lonigan is Coyle's main man.
Hey, fellas, don't thank me.

Just lay some presidential portraits
on green paper on me.

Who'd you have in mind?
Grant will do just fine.

Yeah? How about a handful
of Washingtons?

No.

Take three Lincolns.

Keep you in Turtle Wax.
Gee, thanks, fellas.

IN IRISH BROGUE:
I think it's about time that
we pay our friend Coyle a visit.

[]

[DOORBELL RINGS]

It's the curse of electricity.

It's always ringing bells
at the wrong time.

Best get out of sight.

[DOOR BELL RINGING]

Patience. I'm coming!

Yes, yes, yes.

Mr. Coyle. Sorry to barge in like this.
We didn't think you'd mind.

Well, that depends, wouldn't it?
Oh, we...

We won't keep you
from your hobby too long.

It's just we've been thinking
about what you said.

COYLE:
Bottom line, please.

Bottom line?

All the busts that we've been in on,

they're all silk, all top of the line.

So?

We're in. Like Ferguson.

Well, now you're behaving
like mature individuals.

And you don't even have
to shelve your conscience.

I assure you,
Iron Mike never did.

Well, forgetting all that abstract stuff,
all that conscience stuff,

we'd like to start out
with something special.

Sign of good faith.
Name it.

Johnny Lonigan.

Johnny Lonigan.

Well, now,
be reasonable, boys.

I've already given Momo over to you.
I do need an assistant.

Put an ad in the paper.

You want us, give up Lonigan.

CO YLE: Johnny'll be collecting
some money for me at a bar
on Devon this afternoon.

If you want enough evidence
to put him away,

you have it.

Now, is that a sign
of my good faith?

Well, let's just say
we know you a little better.

Sorry about that.

[DOOR SLAMS]

Anything important?

No, not compared to this,
darling.

Not compared to this.

[]

You bought this, Schultz!
Mr. Coyle asked for his money,

and he only
asks once.

So do we, Johnny.
Don't move.

You, take a hike.

You're wasting your time, cop.
I'll be out in two hours.

Not a chance,
Johnny.

You were given to us
with a big, pink ribbon.

And when Matt Coyle gives a gift,
he gives a gift.

You're dreaming, cop. I'll be out
on bail. Go on. Take me in!

You don't understand
something, Johnny.

You were set up.
STARSKY: Recognise the handwriting?

You were thrown to us
because we asked for you.

That's how your friend Coyle
stays in business. He sells
his friends to the heat.

Ah, ah, ah, ah.

Now, we're gonna give you a chance
to get even, John.

You just tell us how to nail him.

Lousy cops.
That note's a forgery!

Matty wouldn't do that to me!
He's my friend.

Johnny,
you know where Laura is now?

She's shopping downtown.
What's it to you?

No.

Apartment 6A, Bolero Towers.

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Does that sound familiar?

You're lying!
You're both lying to me!

No.
Now, Johnny boy...

Johnny, we can be there
in five minutes.

What's it gonna be, Johnny?

I'll give him to you good.

We're supposed to make a big cocaine
buy tonight, $205,000 worth.

It's Matt Coyle, Walters.

My man Lonigan was picked up,
so I come in person.

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STARSKY:
Don't move a muscle!

Real easy. Keep that leg up.
Keep it up.

Just keep watching
the action.

Thattaboy.

CO YLE:
Yeah.

Ball game's over,
Mother Machree!

Drop it!

Drop it!

[YELLS]

All right, hold it right there.

Where's Coyle?

COYLE:
I'm not running, gentlemen.

You got me.

I'll do my time.

Well, it won't be much.

And then when I get out

you'll be older and more weary.

Like Iron Mike was.

And then...

Well, then, me buckos,

and then you'll be calling me!

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It's your move.
Yeah, I know it's my move.

[FINGERS TAPPING]

Just give me a minute, will you?
I can give you all the time you want.

Uh...

I wouldn't do that if I were you.
Why not?

Well, you do that, I'm liable
to jump all over your pony.

It's called a knight, Starsk.
It's called a knight. A knight.

Hey, don't get angry.

You know, we don't
have to play this game.

Just because you taught me tonight.
Hey, I know all about beginner's luck.

Now, if you'd just be quiet.
Yeah, I'll be quiet.

I'll be as quiet as long as
you want me to be quiet.

All right.

I just don't know how
you can defend Ferguson.

He made a lot
of impressive arrests.

Yeah, but he left a monster like Coyle
to run around the streets.

Well, Coyle was important to us.
Maybe Iron Mike couldn't see that far.

Maybe what was important to
Iron Mike was the beat
that he walked on for 25 years,

the pushers and the pimps, the guys
who'd slit your throat for five bucks.

Ah, ah.

I wouldn't do that.
Why not?

Well, you do that,
I'm gonna capture your joey.

It's a bishop, Starsk, it's called
a bishop. And if you'd ever be quiet...

I thought you said you couldn't
pick those pieces up like that.

Starsky, I didn't take my finger off it!
Oh.

You're just saying that Ferguson
couldn't tell a forest from the trees.

Trees to you, Starsky, but maybe
to a cop who's stayed out too long

those trees
become the forest.

Check.

[LAUGHING]

Checkmate.

Why would I make
a dumb move like that?

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Starsky's Law.

Talk a little, win a lot.

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