All language subtitles for nash_bridges_s03e07_sniper

Get down. Everybody get down.

Come on, right here.

Get down. Take care of those kids. Get
them down.

We're at the shots fired at Kearney and
Sutter.

Request backup of medical services.

Stay with me here.

Stay with me.

The ambulance is on the way.

Give me your tie.

You can tell them yourself.

Here, give me that.

What? You hear that?

Hear what?

Put your hand on it.

Well, the crazy ones stick around.

This one was definitely hit and run.

Different animal.

What's with the numbers on the shell
casing?

Well, they meant something to him.

Supposed to mean something to us.

Well, at 13, I mean, why not 14 over 27?

Yeah, in a city park right down there.
More people, easier targets. Why bother

to aim at Kearney Plaza two blocks away?

Maybe he likes a challenge.

Or he was aiming at something more
specific.

We got two confirmed dead and three
injured.

Harv? You and Evan see what you can dig
up on the victim.

And then talk to the companies he was
aiming at in that building.

See if there's anybody on the grudge
list.

Got it. Michelle?

Yeah? See you had access to this roof.

Right.

Between this and Halloween, boy, the
uniformed cops should pick a fine time

call in sick.

Are you kidding?

Calling in a blue flu on Halloween? It's
brilliant.

The one time of year that people
actually appreciate what cops do.

Meanwhile means twice the work for us.

Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you,
Bill here.

What Bill here?

Lucia's Halloween costume, man. I got
her the red cuddle butt outfit with the

detachable antenna.

The last one left of San Francisco cost
me 50 bucks.

50? As in 5 -0? That's right. Hey, I'd
have paid a hundred, man. This is

absolutely the hottest costume in town.

That's as much for Ingrid as it is for
Lucia. You've got to impress the Mommy

and Me crowd, you know.

Actually, I don't, but I'll take your
word for it.

At Kearney Plaza this morning, two
people were killed and three others were

injured. Police officials... At Kearney
Plaza this morning, two people were

killed and three others were injured.
Thanks, Marge. Nash, we ID'd the

a Manny Gomez and a Steve McCormick.
They are?

Lawyers, both of them. No obvious
enemies.

Any connection between the two?

Well, none that we know of. They didn't
work at the same firm and they didn't

even know each other. What was the
connection?

We're still trying to run down whether
they could have had any common cases or

clients. Maybe this whole thing is just
random.

No.

Not with numbered shell casings.

Not with exactly 13.

This thing was planned.

I guarantee you we haven't seen the last
of this guy.

Police officials acknowledge they have
no suspects yet.

And the investigation is being hindered
by the uniformed officer's blue flu sick

out. Greg, back to you.

A constitutionalist, 13 shells, 13
colonies, a Bill of Rights nut?

Well, whatever it is, there's some kind
of philosophy behind it. Let's find out

what it is. All over it. Well, we own
it.

5 George 31, 5 George 31.

You gonna answer that?

They can't give us a radio call. I mean,
how long has it been since we did a

radio call?

Probably before they had radios. Pick it
up.

5 George 31, do you copy?

I was thinking if I ignored it, they'd
skip on down to somebody else.

Yeah, well, guess again, Bubba.

5 George 31.

What? 5 George 31, 240 in progress, 3103
Powell Street, code 3.

Got it. 240 in progress, 3103 Powell
Street, 5 George 31, we're handling code

Nicely done. Nice that you haven't lost
your touch.

240.

Puts the hell out of me. I'll tell you
when we get there.

Yes, sir, PD.

Thank God you're here.

What problem?

One of our customers went ballistic.

One moment he's eating, the next he
thinks he's a tiger or something and

tearing up the place.

Is that a white tiger, striped, bushy
collar? This guy starts growling,

attacking people, starts acting like a
wild animal.

My guess, he's on PCP.

He managed to lock him behind the glass.

Oh, good. So, uh, you got a guy on PCP.

Locked in your kitchen.

You can think, see the tiger.

Yeah. I hated this part of the job 20
years ago.

I'm not liking it very much at present.

Hi there.

How you doing?

Hey, kitty, kitty, kitty.

Think a can of tuna will do the trick?
Yeah.

I know you're tense. Oh, easy now, easy.
But we're going to get you some help,

okay? Ah, that's a good kitty.

Go! Easy,

kitty. Oh!

Hold him still.

Hold him still. Do something.

Go!

Kitty! What happened?

Get him out!

You guys wanted to go big game hunting.

That's the paperwork.

Kitty stepped on my foot.

Got him.

Burning.

Oh, God. Lucia's costume.

See?

I thought those costumes were supposed
to be flame retardant.

to file a police report.

My psychotic roommate disappeared
yesterday when I was at work, taking

belongings with him.

Yeah, well, I'll tell you what, Pepe,
we're kind of short -handed around here,

you know, this blue flu thing, so...
Hello, my autographed picture of Eartha

Kitt is missing.

Oh, that's tragic.

Um, all right, listen, give me an hour,
I'll see what I can do. An hour? I've

already sat here all morning. I had to
give up my temp job at San Francisco

Memorial. I'm sorry, Pepe, it's the best
I can do.

Is anybody going to answer that?

I'll type my own report.

But if anybody asks you, you work for
me. Okay?

All right.

Now then, why don't you lay down here
and take a nice little cat nap.

We'll get that cape off of you in a
little while.

There you go.

That's how you.

Nice.

Well, the cuddle bug is gone.

Now I'm going to explain what happened
to Inger.

Try telling her the truth.

What, did some drug -addled tiger man in
a microbrewery run by East Indians

actually bumped it into the stove and it
burned up? Should I tell you that?

No, you're right.

We're going to have to come up with
something more believable.

Want to go have a cup of real coffee and
kick it around?

Yes, thank you.

Okay, we've got 38 people who have had
access to that roof, and so far, no red

flags. And the building that he was
aiming at housed three law firms, a

clinic, and 40 IRS officers.

Oh, yeah, that's great. So we're looking
for someone who's got a beef with a

lawyer. A dentist and a tax collector.

I'll just whip out the white pigs and
start with the A's.

Keep working then. That doesn't feel
random to me.

And don't spend too much time looking
for the obvious. The best answers are

usually in the last place you look.

Did you get that off of Fortune Cookie?

I get it.

She got it.

So did you find anything?

Yeah, headache. Two floors of divorce
attorneys?

I would have made more progress asking
for a list of satisfied clients. What

about you?

Death threats.

IRS? Dentists.

Okay, let's go, let's go. Come on, go,
go, go!

Oh, my God, I've been shot!

Nash, our shooter's back in action.
Where are you? Ernie Plaza, he's on top

the Hyde Hills building, shooting at the
Federal Building. We've got two

civilians hit. We need an ambulance.

We're a minute away.

Our shooter's back for second.

We are back up, Bubba.

What's the quickest way to the roof?
Express elevator.

All right. Evan, take those stairs.

Yeah. Door to the roof's always locked.

Give me that path key. Thank you.

I'm not allowing you somewhere near the
sixth

floor, but where's the shooter?

He's the hell out of me.

Same showcases as before, same numbers?

I'll tell you one damn thing.

We're going to get his number soon.

Can you explain to me how we can get up
here so fast and this guy still gets

away? Well, the building's got four
stairwells and six elevators. That's ten

ways down. There's only four of us. He
got lucky.

First he shot up the IRS, now the
federal building itself.

I guess somebody's got a beef with Uncle
Sam. A militia dude, maybe? It could

be. All right, run down all the anti
-government gates.

See if there's someone on the radical
fringe. Shouldn't be a problem, because

those guys like to make a lot of noise.

Now, the roof door had no sign of forced
entry up here.

He's got a set of keys. I want to know
how.

Fully and unilaterally on it, sir. 5
George 42, 5 George 42 for an incident

call. Great, that's us. The blue flu
strikes again. 5 George 42.

Great armed robbery.

Go. 542, we're on our way.

The thrill and danger of uniform work.

Meet us back at the SIU. Got it.

So what's next?

Well, that's a good question, Bubba.

There's at least two dozen buildings
with federal agencies in them that I can

think of, and at least ten times that
many that he can shoot from.

So what's the good news?

I'll let you know when I get some.

Nothing like a good old -fashioned show
of force, boys.

Unfortunately, you missed them by about
five minutes.

Missed who?

The robbers.

They took my money and my best pain
facilitators.

I'm Frankie, the owner.

Does anybody get on top of me?

Yeah, yeah, sorry.

Pain facilitators?

Yeah, well, I could tell you what they
are, but it'd be a lot more fun to show

you.

You know, usually I like my men to be
worthless, spineless pieces of stone.

But in your case, I could make an
exception.

Excuse me, what are you doing?

Trying to set this guy free.

Mr. Williams paid $75 an hour to be
chained up like that.

Let's make this simple. Who here wants
to be uncut?

Bubba, we've been partners for 20 years.
And for 20 years we've been having the

same conversation.

What are you talking about?

I've never destroyed a Halloween costume
before.

It ain't about the Halloween costume.

Just like last year it wasn't about you
losing your wedding ring. Just like 15

years ago it wasn't about...

You invest me in a beta -only video
store.

Hey, you have to admit that was superior
technology.

Okay, what's your point?

My point is you and Inger. I mean,
you're like... Oh, never mind. It's none

my business. No, no, no. What? What? No,
no. It's none of my business.

Well, if it's none of your business, how
come we've been having the same

conversation for 20 years?

You tell me.

What are you trying to tell me? That
Inger has to be handled? That there's an

art form to handling her?

Tell me one way for that isn't true.

Bubba, it's only become an art form
because for some odd reason, you've

been afraid to level with her.

That is not true, Bubba.

Look, I don't like to disappoint her,
okay? What's wrong with that? I mean,

making her happy makes me happy.
Nothing.

Look, she doesn't have expensive tastes,
and little things make a huge

difference to her, you know?

Look, I believe you.

I mean, let's face it, you're more of an
expert at marriage than I am.

That's for damn sure. Look, I promised
Inger that Lucia would have a Cuddlebug

costume for the Tumble Time Halloween
Parade. And I'm going to find her a

Cuddlebug costume by tomorrow night.

You might.

Even if I have to scour every aisle of
every costume shop in this time zone.

It might.

Even if it costs me big time.

I'm sure it will.

Shut up.

Wait a minute.

You notice something different?

What? No noise.

Man, I hope the phones aren't down
again.

No, my apologies, but I don't recognize
the word impossible.

I expect a delivery first thing
tomorrow, or I'll go back to the yellow

Thank you. Excuse me. Yes. Hello. We
type our labels here. I think you'll

word processor in the back.

Pepe, you really got this place
organized.

It's amazing how people respond when you
speak clearly and show them who's in

charge. Who is in charge, Joe?

Oh, well, I just asked Pepe to fill out
a report, you know, because we're

shorthanded. I see disorder and a primal
impulse takes over.

Yeah, but what happened with the phones?
I noticed they were on a very high

volume, so I took the liberty of
rerouting them through the main

Why wasn't that being used?

I mean, why?

I had no idea we had a switchboard. I
also reorganized your filing system, and

found a guy to fix the leak.

I thought that leak came with the joint.
I'll miss it.

And there's Kona coffee in the drip
machine.

You've just done a great job. Thank you,
thank you.

Well, I guess it's time for me to be
moving on.

Uh, uh, uh, moving on? Yes, everything
seems to be under control here, and no

one's talked to me about a paycheck yet.
Oh, well, let's talk, Bubba. We need a

temp, and we need a job, right? Hey,
we'll pay your full hourly rate plus

overtime, and all the donuts you can
eat.

No, no, I'm yeast intolerant. And I
already have another job lined up for

tomorrow. Well, now there's got to be
something that we can do to keep you

until this blue flu thing is over. No, I
don't think so. No, I may have a

connection to Eartha Kitt.

And Chita Rivera.

Liza with a Z.

There's got to be something we can do.

Actually, there is one thing.

I've always wanted a police...

Uniform. Police uniform.

For personal use only.

Oh, don't tell me.

Sure, we could arrange that.

Boots, too?

Don't push it, Peppy. Okay.

Listen, I'm going to hit the phone and
find that Cuddlebug costume.

Go for it.

Meet Carl Dugan.

An ex -Marine Vietnam vet who, up until
two months ago, worked for Cannon

Security.

He did night patrol for the building
used in the first sniper attack.

So he had his own set of keys.

The entire place, roof included.

And here's the kicker. I went on the
Internet. I did a word search under

like militia, revolution, new world
order.

Dugan's got his own little web page.

Your basic black helicopter taxes are
illegal. The day of reckoning is coming

sort of thing.

Can we tie Dugan to the second sniper
attack? Not yet, but we're still working

on it.

Where does he live? According to the
DMV, he's in an empty lot in the Western

Edition.

So he doesn't want to be found.

Yeah, well... And that makes me want to
find him even more.

We ran his name down a list of local
guerrilla coup groups. He belongs to the

Bay Area Patriots, run by a chief
crackpot named Alan Tully.

They work out of a local print shop here
in town. Here's the address.

Joe, let's take a ride.

Pay a visit to these weekend warriors.

Listen, I can't. I'm talking to this guy
who knows another guy who owes a third

guy a favor, lives next door to a guy
who might have a cuddle -bod guy. I

know a piece. I can't even ask.

Did anybody understand that?

No.

Good. I thought it was me there for a
minute.

All right, Michelle, come on. Let's take
a right.

Evan, Harp, stay on it. Good afternoon.

Can I help you?

Inspectors Bridges and Chan.

Is this the home of the Bay Area
Patriots?

Sometimes. Well, we'd like to talk to
whoever's in charge.

That would be Alan Tully. He's out to
lunch.

So I've heard.

Mind if we have a look around?

Yes, I do. You're not supposed to go
there. You're not allowed in the back.

sorry. You can't go back.

Good afternoon, gentlemen. It's nice to
see you all busy printing out these anti

-government... Who are you?

What the hell are you doing down here?
Janie, I thought I... I told you not to

let anybody back here. Mr. Charlie, I'm
very sorry. You don't need to apologize,

Jamie.

Inspector Bridges and Chan.

I assume you have a warrant.

You're assuming we need one.

We just want to ask you a few questions.

Like, where can we find Carl Dugan?

He's no longer affiliated with our
organization.

What about a forwarding address?

He didn't leave one, did he?

No.

Really?

Unlike the federal government, we don't
feel the need to keep tabs on citizens

24 hours a day.

Well, boy, I'm sure glad you guys are
out here in this Quonset hut drinking

and making the world safe for democracy.

You finished?

No. But you might be, if you're holding
out on me about Carl Duke.

Give me a call if you want to talk.

Maybe you'd like one of our pamphlets.

The war is coming, Inspector.

The hordes are upon us.

An Asian and a woman.

Two quotas for the price of one.

Easy, sister.

You know, I probably just did you a
favor.

I'll bet you can kick your ass.

So you want to fill me in?

On? While we're not dragging Tully's ass
down to the FIU and squeezing out of

him whatever it is he's not telling us?

Sometimes you've got to swim with a
little fish to catch the big one.

Janie. Look, I don't know anything. I
don't have anything to do with the Bay

Area Patriots, okay? I just work there.
I don't know anything.

You just want to find out where a former
member is.

Look, I don't want to lose my job. I've
got a kid.

No, it's funny.

Those are the people that got shot by
that sniper.

We think it's Carl Dugan.

We want to talk to him.

Dugan called this morning. He left me a
message from Mr. Tully, but I don't

think it meant anything.

What did he say?

The Patriots were scheduled to picket
the INS building this afternoon to

illegal immigration.

Dugan told Tully not to bother with the
protest. He said that he would take care

of it himself, okay?

Jane, thank you.

If you need anything, you call us, okay?

All right, we got the INS building here.

Pity Hall.

Old federal building, main library.

At leave.

All these buildings on this perimeter as
a potential nest for our sniper.

How are we going to cover every one of
those roofs now? It just can't be done.

Not with the blue flu on.

Well, we don't have to be on every roof.
We just have to be where we can see

every roof, right?

Head of the class.

Evan, plant yourself there.

Harv, set up here.

Michelle, here.

Joe, you and I'll take this position.

Any questions?

Yeah. If we see this guy, do we shoot
first and ask questions later, or vice

versa?

Well, that'll be up to him.

Let's roll.

All right, what do you got?

Gorgeous view, couple of pigeons, and no
big guys with guns.

Oh, lucky.

Can't even see the pigeons from up here.

Michelle? Still checking.

Smash, I got some suspicious activity on
the Fulton building, southeast corner.

He's got a rifle. He's got a rifle!

Everybody move!

Evan, get to her now!

Police! Drop your weapon!

Drop your weapon now!

What the hell happened?

I think I got him.

Come on, let's go.

Go, go, go.

Oh, God, it's the window washer.

He had a rifle.

The guy had a rifle.

Evan, did you see a gun?

I don't know, did I?

Just call it like you see it, brother.

I didn't see a rifle.

Sorry.

I'm telling you, Nash, the guy had a
rifle.

Well, all right.

We better find out where it went, huh?

How's she doing?

Management control guy still standing?

For the time being.

It's early. It's only round one. My
money's on her.

Lousy break. Brand new in the SIU. She's
already living every cap's nightmare.

What do we got on this window washer?

Brad Winkler, 21 years old, single, no
record, not even an unpaid parking

ticket. Have we established any militia
connection?

No, not even registered to vote.

Doesn't look good.

Well, maybe they'll let her off easy
with just an accidental shooting.

Look, guys, if there is a gun, and let's
face it, there is a gun. We've looked,

right? They're going to charge you with
manslaughter for killing this innocent

guy. That's what they're going to look
at it. You sound rather clinical,

Well, we're all in the same boat. You
know, you make a bad decision, it's got

be the prize.

She'll probably lose her career. I mean,
not to mention the fact of having lived

in the memory of having killed an
innocent guy.

Yeah, all I'm saying is if you're going
to shoot, you've got to be sure.

I'm just curious now. Did you clap when
Bambi's mom bought it? No, actually, I

got a little choked up.

Do I know what I just signed? No.

Do you? Yes.

Thank you.

Any luck tracking down Dugan's address?

He's still MIA. And to answer your next
question, yes, we do have a problem.

There's nothing we can find on Dugan
that gives him access to the roofs.

Keep working it.

Until we get a better suspect, he's
still our number one guy.

Anyway, good luck.

Hey, just know that I'm behind you.

Hey, did you talk to his brothers about
avenging me? Sorry, sister, it's a done

deal. You're flying at death until
further notice.

I'm telling you, Nash, Brad Winkler was
the shooter. He had a rifle and I shot

him. Yeah, and I'm saying you're
innocent until proven guilty.

Until then, you're still off the street.

Nash, man, sniper hit again at the
Bureau of Land Management building from

Mueller Bay Tower.

Only this time we got a witness.

Saw the sniper up close.

It can't be.

Joe and I will go interview the witness.

You stay here.

So, what do you think?

About what?

About Michelle?

I think she's convinced she saw a gun.

Do you think there was a gun?

I don't know.

I trust her judgment, but she could have
just made an honest mistake.

It makes me think of all the times we've
gone in there shooting first and asked

the questions later, man.

Scary. Yeah.

Well, we're going to get to the bottom
of it, one way or the other.

Now, what the hell is this?

Probably somebody fighting over a cuddle
boat costume.

5 George 31.

5 George 31.

5 George 31.

5 George.

5 George 31, we're there already.

Hi, guys.

How long till the lights are back up?

Five or ten minutes.

But we need somebody to keep the traffic
moving till then.

That's our problem. All the traffic cops
are out.

Hey, Nash, man, I think this is our
lucky day.

Hey, a real -life traffic cop.

Joe. Yo.

I wonder if you could help us move this
traffic. No, it's Halloween.

I don't think you want to do that.

Hey, buddy.

Please, can you help us get this traffic
moving? Look at the traffic.

Oh.

Hey, come on. Don't get in the way. Oh,
we can't get to rehearsal with this

traffic.

Hey, can I borrow your helmet and
gloves?

Sure. Here, take my whistle, too.

Thanks, man.

Oh, well, what's wrong?

Let's hit it.

Someone came up to me and said, take a
walk up the street. It's a

place called the YMCA.

I don't remember giving you a key.

Brad's dead.

Brad was a casualty of war. What the
hell was he doing up there?

Wanted to be part of it.

I don't care what he wanted to be a part
of.

I raised that boy like he was my own
son.

He had no right.

I needed his keys to get up on the roof,
so I didn't ask him to come along.

He begged me to let him help.

This is over.

I'm pulling the plug.

It's too late.

The war's already begun.

Yeah, well, I'm going to end it.

Revolution's bigger than any one man.

You taught me that.

It won't wait even for you.

So I'm sitting in the stairwell and I'm
having a cigarette. And I've got the

door popped open.

This guy comes running down from the
roof, and he's this really eerie

guy, and he sees me. And I look at him,
and I just shut the door.

And this guy starts beating on the door
like he's trying to get me.

And then he just takes off.

Show him the picture, Joe.

Did it look like any of these guys in
the photo here?

That's the guy right there.

This guy, Carl Dugan?

What else can you tell us?

Did he say anything?

What was he wearing?

Jeans and a shirt.

What kind of shirt? Button -down,
camouflage, halter top?

No, it was just a t -shirt. And it had
an insignia on it, and it had some words

on it.

What words?

It said, um, War Digest.

Whatever that means, I don't know. Does
that help?

Yeah, that helps. Thanks.

So what's War Digest?

Ah, it's a magazine.

The subscription du jour for the wackos.

Guess I'll leave you here.

Harv, check out a magazine called War
Digest.

Dugan might have contributed to it, or
he might have taken out ads in it. Also,

check his name against the vendors.

He might have bought something mail
-order.

Can do.

How's Michelle holding up?

Not exactly the Prozac poster girl, but
she's hanging in. All right, well, let

me know if you get a hit. Yeah.

Damn, mail -order. I could have had mail
-order for the Cuddle Book costume, and

I could have ordered directly from the
manufacturer in Taiwan and accept

international air freight.

Are we going to have to deal with this
every Halloween?

No, just until she reaches puberty.

Oh, yeah. Then things really get easy.

Hold, please.

Joe, Carly's Costume Pache returns your
call. They said they have the very last

Cuddlebug costume in the Bay Area. It's
waiting for you to pick it up in Elvisa.

Elvisa? Where's that? Near Fremont.
Should take you 90 minutes to get there

time of day. I took the liberty of
tracing the best route from here. The

and red routes are alternatives in case
you hit traffic.

Cool. All right, then.

Alviso, here I come.

Better hurry. They close at five.

Uh, Nash?

Go.

Nash, man, you nailed it. There is a
connection between Dugan and War Digest.

What kind of connection?

Basic kind. He's got a subscription. We
got a mailing address.

3472 Amherst.

Grab Evan and meet me there.

I came for that Cuddlebug costume. The
store is closed.

Yeah, I know. I drove all the way from
San Francisco.

Remember, I called... I'm a cop.

Not in Alviso, you're not.

Lady, this is my daughter's first
Halloween.

Oh, don't try to charm me, mister.

Okay.

Look, can you just get the costume for
me? That'd be great, okay? You insult

Look, I'm just trying to be a good
father.

All right, you have a nice face. Hold
on.

Go on your way now, please.

This is a scuttlebug.

I said cuddlebug. She'll never know the
difference.

My wife will know the difference,
believe me.

You want it or not?

No.

Nice witch costume, Hazel.

I saw your picture in the paper. You
look good.

Yeah, well, I wish the story that went
along with it was as good.

So did you bring it?

Yeah.

Brad Winkler.

Juvenile records.

Court sealed when he was 21.

Which means I could get fired for even
showing them to you.

Well, I could get a lot more than just
fired.

Look, don't let anybody see you leave,
okay?

And Tommy, thanks.

I owe you one.

Let's do it!

Dead guy in the pantry definitely moves
Dugan up the suspect list.

Totally.

Watch out. Dead guy dropping.

I

guess

Dugan was expecting us.

He was expecting somebody.

All right.

He's hit these three.

What's next? He's marked eight spots,
etched five more potential targets.

What about the Federal Reserve Building?

In his webpage, he claimed it was a tool
of seven Jewish businessmen living in

Zurich. Why do all the shady puppet
masters live in Switzerland?

He's got 30 more roofs he could be on.

So, boys, we better start looking around
here and see what we can find that's

going to help us.

Nash, I've got to show you something.

Aren't you supposed to be flying a
death, sister?

No, I got something. Take a look.

It's Brad Winkler's EEL -GB file.

It happened to find its way into my
desk.

Oh, it did, huh?

Yeah.

You see that Brad Winkler was arrested
when he was 15.

He and a bunch of kids robbed a gas
station. Yeah, I got that. Continue.

But look at the disposition of the case.

Check out the custodial claimant.

His foster dad was Alan Tully.

Tully, our militia guy? So our dead
window washer did have a connection?

That's right. And my guess is that
Winkler wasn't alone on the roof when I

him. That's how Dugan got his access.

Winkler's keys from his window -washing
gig.

So this was a righteous shoot.

I told you Winkler had a gun.

Dugan must have grabbed it. You got all
this sitting at your desk, huh?

Good job, sister.

All right, here's how we do it.

Dugan must still have Winkler's keys.

So we find out what buildings Winkler
had access to, and we're going to find

his next target.

I got a list of Winkler's window
-washing clients right here.

Allow me.

Can I come with you guys?

Not so fast, sister.

We're going to have to resolve this
first. I understand.

Ooh, Inspector Chen, this works.

Looking at corner of Polk and Grove.

That works for me.

Let's do it.

Good luck, guys.

Thank you.

Hey, you.

You got to come in first.

Sorry.

My first day in the movement.

Welcome aboard.

Thank you.

Hey,

glad you could make it. Where's the
cuddle bug?

Oh, they didn't have one, man. They
thought I said scuttle bug on the phone.

What the hell's a scuttlebug?

Some cheap knockoff man looks like a
cockroach.

I'm dead.

SSPD, you seen this guy?

Yeah, window guy. He just went in the
elevator two, not ten seconds ago.

Can you stop that elevator?

Yes, sir. Do it.

Okay, bring it down.

Can you get him on the phone for me?

The war is over.

I want you to listen very carefully.

When we open those doors, you better be
on your knees and your hands on your

head. Is that clear?

I got news for you.

I'm locked and loaded.

And I'm going to be no prisoner of war.

He said he's not going to be no prisoner
of war.

The guy's got no way out.

Except for that, setup.

One guy's willing to die for his cause.

She didn't have a cause, Bubba.

Well, how do I look?

Hello, officer.

You look very nice, Pepe. I'm only
wearing it out on Halloween, and then

solely for bedroom use.

That's a little more information than we
need, Pepe.

Have a good time tonight, and we'll see
you tomorrow. Actually, you won't.

Why not?

Well, everything's filed and organized.
Besides, our agreement was that I'd work

till the blue flu was over.

Yeah, and?

Well, haven't you heard? It's over. The
police officers are coming back

tomorrow. Yeah?

Yeah. Well, what if we don't want them
back? And, Joe, I left a red cuddle bug

costume on your desk, detachable
antennas, thighs extra small. And tell

hope he doesn't mind, but I computerized
his rolodex.

How'd you know I'd need one of these? I
always have a backup plan, Joe.

And for future reference, there's an
excellent toy store in Mountain View

has same -day delivery.

Hope it's the right size.

That's perfect.

Peppy, you're a beautiful man. Oh,
you're welcome.

So, Har, do you have any Halloween
plans?

Nah, nothing, baby, beyond a frozen
pizza and a sci -fi channel. How about

Well, actually, I think she just
arrived.

You are a worthless, spineless... You
got a date with the dominatrix queen.

Well, what can I say? She said that she
loves a challenge.

Yep. You think she might have a friend
for me?

Sorry, Hart, but I think her friends are
all tied up.

Happy Halloween, and welcome

back. Just don't shoot anybody between
now and Christmas, all right?

I need manpower.

May I?

Bridges, S .I .U.