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Trek Y bikes with spinnery wheels.
These are the same type bikes used by the Secret Service to guard the White
House. Just a word of warning, people.
These bikes are very expensive, so... Don't let yours get stolen!
You know,
it's not fair.
It's like we've been given Corvette patrol cars.
And there's no better test for these bikes than what we do.
The way Mr. Clutch rides, maybe.
You, uh... I don't know.
So now you're Mr. Clutch?
Yeah.
Example. Kirk Gibson, 88 World Series.
Pinch hit home run to win game one for the Dodgers.
That's not the greatest Clutch play of all time.
Really? Give me one that's better.
1986, ALCS, game five, ninth inning. One strike away from elimination.
Dave Henderson hits a two -run homer off of Donnie Moore.
To save it for the Red Sox. Any Pacific Blue unit in the vicinity of lifeguard
station 22, respond to a 120 -20. Black and whites do not respond.
Respondent must be a PV unit.
This is 2 -PV -7 responding.
Bomb threat?
Let's go.
What's going on?
Dude, phone's been in my hard line. Tells me to get out of the tower ASAP.
Says there's a bomb under it. Is there?
There's a cell phone and a pair of wire cutters and this gnarly looking metal
box that's ticking and all.
Dude, just don't let anyone in there but the bike cops.
Go figure. Let's get all these people away from the tower now.
Everybody, back it up.
Everybody just move away. Forget the things. Get away as fast as you can,
Excellent response time, Officer Calloway. Tell me, who is the gentleman
side? You first.
Who's this?
This is the man who's willing to save your life and make you famous, if you do
exactly what I say.
Open the box.
First, let me tell you what you're looking at.
It's a quarter stick of C4 plastic, quite capable of blasting the two of you
from where you stand to LAX.
Leaving this little task to the bomb squad is not an option.
When you answered the phone, you triggered the timer. You have 90
All you have to do is disconnect the explosive from the battery by cutting
hot wire.
Think of this as your first test in a relationship that must be based on
Which was the hot wire?
Lifeguards, bikes, and hearts of fire will speak volumes about the wire.
You have 75 seconds.
Bikes?
Lifeguard uniforms, hearts of fire, they're all red. He's trying to tell us
the red wire. That's the one that leads to the battery terminal.
Do we trust him? He said the relationship had to be built on trust.
Forty seconds. Cut the red wire. It's the red one.
Congratulations. It is the red wire.
It's still running.
Oh, I'm sorry. Did I say the red wire? I meant the green wire.
You have 15 seconds.
I'll phone you back tomorrow, if you live.
It's going to be a long summer, buddy.
Anybody sees more than me.
Anybody thinks he is free.
Someday, one bullet down, just
another day, oh.
I don't know if this is such a good idea.
Well, think of it this way. If it doesn't work out, we'll know we're soft
we were before.
You mean instead of being miserable alone, we might as well be miserable
together.
Exactly.
I heard about the explosion today.
Were you involved in that?
T .C., that's what I'm afraid of.
I don't want to live in constant fear of losing you.
And I know that you love what you do, and I don't want to change that.
I meant what I said on the phone.
I'll do whatever you want.
Okay.
Then here's the deal.
You don't tell me what goes on with your job, and I won't ask.
Deal?
Deal.
That way we can just concentrate on tonight.
I'll need a workspace, hard -line phones, ISD and modem lines, wireless
to your dispatcher, direct link to your internal comm system, and a liaison with
a local PD.
You have a line on this guy? We have a sketch, but no name. This is the third
time he's hit. A lot of these nutballs are ego -driven.
The Oklahoma City and World Trade Center bombings lit a fire under the
Unabomber. The guy wasn't getting enough time on the evening news, so he blew up
two more people in a couple months.
What's your name, man?
Officer Chris Kelly. Any explosive training, Officer Kelly?
Just basic weapons in the Navy.
She'll do as my liaison.
Well, hold on a minute. Please spare me the jurisdictional protests.
It's bad enough when I get it from the NYPD, CHP, state troopers, local
sheriffs, tribal chieftains, and park rangers. The last thing I want to add to
that list is cops on bikes at the beach wearing shorts.
Besides, I sense Officer Kelly wants the assignment. Is that correct?
Well, yeah.
Sure.
Fine. Let's get one thing straight, Agent Stone. You're on my beach now.
The bomber's specific instructions call for bike officers.
As long as those rules are in effect, we deal on level terms.
That's fair.
Now, do you want to know why he's insisting on dealing only with you
Could it be that he's anti -technology?
In fact, he believes the internal combustion engine is part of the
that's going to cause a complete collapse of our society as we know it.
By the way, where are the two officers that attempted to defuse the device?
They're on their way in. Their shift starts in about ten minutes.
He's going to insist on dealing with them and only them.
Let's get started. Where are we going?
Bomb school.
Okay, this is a block of C4 plastic.
You've all seen it in the movies. By itself, it's relatively harmless. You
mold it like silly putty. You can toss it around the backyard with Fido.
You can set it on fire, cook C -rations with it.
You set this much off with a triggering device, it'll cut a car frame in half.
What do they use to detonate with?
Well, all the criminal bomber needs is a simple model airplane remote control
with a 555 circuit board the size of a pack of cigarettes.
This has a range of a mile.
These are the various triggering devices he likes to use.
Okay, he's going to change the color of wires each time.
He likes to play mind games with people. Yeah, we've noticed.
Anarchist handbook.
Basic explosives.
Advanced triggering guides.
All this stuff, gentlemen, is available through the mail. Well, at least a
month's worth of training. How do you expect my officers to absorb all this
information? I don't.
But I'm sure a certain amount will sink in, because the more they read, the
better chance they have of living. Think of this as the most important summer
reading you've ever been assigned.
With this finger cam, I'll see what you see.
And I'll take you through it, one step at a time, for each and every bomb.
Each and every bomb?
Galloway.
Put him through. It's him.
Triangulate the cell signal.
Hello. Good morning, Officer Calloway. I trust you're rested and ready for
another day of fun -filled excitement?
I'll tell you what. Why don't you drop by and we'll hit the town together?
I would, but I'm not really very fond of Agent Stone.
I trust he's there, listening.
What do you want, pal? I have a very busy itinerary.
I recognize the voice, but I never got the name. You are Officer... Del Toro.
Very good.
Now listen up. I want you and your partner to do exactly what I say.
How long are you going to jerk us around?
Until I feel you deserve to hear what I'm going to tell you. We're listening.
Good. Ground rules.
I am always watching.
If I see any uniformed officers, the bomb squad tank, black and white, plain
rappers, the ever -present Agent Stone, Deputy Dog, or any other badge, I will
detonate the device immediately, regardless of any civilians who might
collateral damage.
All right, all right, we get it. What we don't understand is what you want.
Oh, you will in time.
And along the way, the Pacific Blue Bike Patrol will become famous.
Oh, I nearly forgot.
There's a device attached to a stanchion under the south side of the Santa
Monica Pier.
You've got five minutes to get there.
Good luck.
find me a band
On the floor, why do you bend?
Get the camera on it. Describe it to me at the same time.
It looks the same as yesterday, just a little bit bigger with twice as many
wires. Use the small meter in the tool kit.
Carefully touch the probe to each wire one at a time.
The hot wire will peg the needle on the meter.
And while you're doing this, listen carefully.
Don't. I repeat, don't let the probe touch two wires at the same time.
Got it. How much time you got?
A minute ten. Go.
I just thought of another one.
One what?
Let's play.
Bobby Thompson shot heard around the world off Ralph Branca.
Giants beat the Dodgers to win the 1951 pennant.
Wouldn't have been out in Ebbets Field.
Bill Mazeroski wins the 1960 World Series with a home run and a bottom of
ninth inning.
You're both wrong. The greatest clutch in baseball is Don Larson's perfect game
in the 56 World Series. Now shut up and concentrate.
We are just trying to relieve a little tension.
Two wires left, 20 seconds.
We're not going to make this.
Right there.
Reno's jumping.
What color is that wire?
Red. Again.
Good. Cut it. Cut the red wire.
You're sure?
Cut it now, gentlemen.
That can be. That is impossible.
I'm telling you, it's still running!
Damn it!
What? What happened?
It's a dud.
There's a flag that says, Bang!
How'd you get my number?
Well, you're in the book.
What do you want?
I just wanted to call and compliment you at a time when I wasn't encumbered with
all that tracing equipment Agent Stone is so in love with.
You and your partner are performing rather well.
Why don't you tell me what you want?
Maybe I can help you out.
As I told you before, I just want to make you famous.
running us in circles.
What good's a message to the world if you keep it a secret?
Stay tuned, Officer Calloway.
And just so you don't forget how vulnerable we all are, I'll offer you a
reminder tomorrow morning.
Sleep tight.
I think I have a lead. I'll be the judge of that.
Question. Who has most of the C4 plastic in this country?
Various branches of the armed forces. Your point. My point is, when I was in
service, we were always hearing stories about units taking large inventories of
explosives on maneuvers and coming back empty -handed.
You're supposed to detonate explosives on maneuvers. That's the whole idea.
Better idea.
You don't use what you have. You bury what you got left and you sell the
We know all about the black market that sells to militia types. We're the FBI,
remember? Yeah?
Well, when was the last time you ran a check on all four military police
branches for missing or stolen C4?
NCIC gets a report every ten days.
Oh, good. Well, then you already know about Marine Sergeant Vincent O 'Neill,
paymaster at Camp Pendleton.
He was arrested two weeks ago for delivering a supply of C4 to a person or
persons unknown in the vicinity of the Venice boardwalk.
Let me see that.
I want you to get your butt down to Pendleton, interview this guy, bring him
back up here.
I can do that. I'll fax a witness transfer, but take a car. We don't have
for you to pedal down there.
Very fun.
I'd be careful with that thing if I was you.
How are you, Dwight?
I thought you said you didn't want any more contact after we closed our deal.
I had a change of heart.
A few more things on my shopping list, so I decided to drop by.
Hey, man.
Don't let go of that thing.
We're standing in the middle of an ammo dump here.
Yes, I'm perfectly aware of our surroundings, Dwight.
What is it you want, brother?
Dwight, put me out here. I'm a little rusty on my periodic chart.
If I were to take some of this... What is it?
Fluorophosphine oxide.
And mix it with... Oh, my.
There's something we're not supposed to have in our possession.
Right, you've been a bad boy.
Hey, man, you really shouldn't be playing around with that stuff.
You mean to say if I were to mix a little of this with the... Oh!
Man,
be cool.
What do you want?
Tying up loose ends.
Stay with me for a minute. If I were to pour some of this compound onto that...
I'd have to have the same effect as Nub, yeah.
You really don't want to do that.
Oh, but I think I do.
I'm a friend of TC's. I just wanted that you'd be kind enough to deliver this
for me.
I don't know if I should.
Oh, don't worry. It's perfectly all right. It's just a video that Daddy
see. Well, maybe you should... I've got to go. Give him my best, dear. Hey!
Hey!
Hey, kiddo.
What are you doing here?
The weirdest thing just happened.
A guy jogged up to me on the boardwalk and said to give you this.
What guy?
I don't know.
What did he look like?
Skinny, late 40s, kind of brownish hair.
Accent? Yeah, British. Why?
Everybody out now.
Clear the building.
Let's go.
Move, move.
Clear the building.
Move it.
Okay, we fold back the paper
and find
video.
Like I said, Officer Callaway, we're all vulnerable.
You all want to know what it is I want. Well, here it is.
I want to see the stars for just one night.
I want some clean air.
Above all, I want some quiet.
I'm very stressed.
I'm not asking much. All I want is for you to turn off all the electricity in
Santa Monica for just one night.
Easy, Adam. It's fine. This will send a message of awareness throughout the
country that one man cares.
About the way technology is destroying our society.
I want this to happen tomorrow evening.
Don't waste precious energy tracking me. It's useless.
You see how you're trapped by your own technology?
Witness how I use it against you.
Turn off the power for 12 hours.
The city's never going to go for that.
They might have to.
He's up to something else.
He's an ecological terrorist. What other motive could he possibly have in mind?
Something that's sincere about what he says.
I mean, he's anti -technology, yet he uses a cell phone, video cameras, high
-tech triggering devices.
So you're an expert criminal profiler as well as a bike cop. Something doesn't
add up here.
Got something solid, guys.
Sergeant, please put the prisoner in the lockup.
That's Sergeant Vincent O 'Neill. He copped a selling C -421 Dwight McMillan.
And I got an address in Santa Monica.
Great. I'll leave that tape sent to Washington. See if we can catch an ID on
Let's move.
No. T .C. Victor, dub it first.
I want every clue off that tape I can get.
Do background.
See if anybody saw him making the video.
Chris, find Corey. Gear up.
We're going to do this our way, Agent Stone.
Please open up. We have a warrant.
Don't touch him.
Don't touch anything in this place or it's a chemical residue.
Lieutenant, we got us a light flash in here.
There you go.
Move, move.
I don't know if I can do this.
We'll catch this guy, okay?
How can you be so sure?
Look how easily he got to me this time.
He is not interested in hurting you or me.
He's got something much bigger in mind.
Why do you have to deal with him?
I don't know. He's calling the shots. He's got some kind of weird fixation
the bike patrol.
Well, it's not fair.
Honey, I'm sorry.
Don't worry, okay?
I won't let anything happen to you.
I promise.
It's not me I'm worried about.
Don't tell me you peddle to work, too.
Never thought I'd see the day, but yes, I do.
Tell me something, Kelly. You ever thought about coming to work for us?
Us? You mean the FBI?
Yeah, you'd be a perfect candidate for Quantico.
Military background, local law enforcement experience, recommendation
truly. Well, thanks.
I'm really flattered, but I don't know.
I promise you, you'll see the world.
Oh, as in Waco, Ruby Ridge, the World Trade Center, see the world? Yeah, I'm
telling you, that's where the action is.
Oh, man.
Get out of here!
Yeah, I see your point.
Why would you ever consider leaving all this?
Why don't you give me a hand?
Maybe I can write you a recommendation.
No, no, you go ahead. I like watching you work.
All right, all right, all right. Break up, break up. I am a police officer,
guys. What seems to be the problem here? I don't care.
How you doing, Sergeant O 'Neil?
I have to talk to you.
Why? Because I'm not a Marine?
Because you're nothing.
Yeah, I'm just some guy wearing shorts and a gun, huh?
Yeah.
You said it, Beach Boy.
The only thing I can see for is a big crime for a sergeant in the Marines,
They got a lot to prove.
I am the work of your problems.
Here's a sergeant.
Yeah, so?
That's an arm right there. That's a leg.
They're burnt and not connected to a torso. That's why they might be kind of
hard to identify.
I've seen pictures of war before.
War?
These are from a crime scene.
That's what's left of Dwight McMillan, the man you sold the C4 to.
I don't have anything to do with that picture.
Oh, yes, you do.
And now you're an accessory to the murder of a civilian.
Now, you're going to tell me everything you know about your job, about your
friend's white McMillan, and about our bomber.
Like I said, Lieutenant, I don't have to tell you
squat.
You interrogate a federal prisoner without my being present?
He's in my lockup. He's my prisoner, Agent Stone.
Well, not anymore, he's not.
You and your entire bike squad are off this case starting now.
Really? Because Del Toro and I just spent the last two hours with the mayor
chief trying to get them to go along with your bomber's demand to turn out
lights. And?
And they're willing to shut down the grid for two hours and call it a
in the press.
You people really think the bomber will go along with that?
Why don't you ask him? We're off this case.
By the way, Stone.
We lifted half a thumbprint off the backside of that device from under the
Bomber's name?
Wilson Dupree.
I want a full report on anything that came out of that interrogation.
Wilson Henry Dupree.
British -born, attended Columbia University, degree in chemical
worked in aerospace industry, ID'd from Defense Department Security.
Print sound file.
No criminal record either here or in England. Something political in his
background, no radical politics, campus demonstrations, pro -social causes,
nothing. So?
Krasinski was apolitical, but look at him. I still think we're looking at a
criminal sociopath who gets off on his own sense of power.
T .C., what do we know about Sergeant O 'Neill's day -to -day duties at
Pendleton? Paymaster, Sergeant, duties included, data entry on receivables.
As well as tracking ordnance inventory, I'd say the guy is a perfect candidate
for fencing off stolen C4.
Why was Dwight McMillan killed?
Maybe because he knew too much about the bomber, Wilson Dupree.
Why is O 'Neill still alive?
We got him first.
Calloway. Good morning, gentlemen.
I'd like a status report on my request from the city.
You get two hours.
That's it, Dupree.
All those clues and you're just now finding out who I am?
Okay, fine.
Begin the shutdown precisely at 8 p .m. This is a great day, gentlemen. Together
we shall change the world.
Oh, by the way, there's a Bay City cab number 696 rushing to pick up affairs a
lot north of the pier. He's traveling north on Speedway.
Poor chap doesn't know it, but he's got a bomb attached to his tailpipe and his
dispatch radio is going to stop working in about ten seconds.
Four and a half minutes later, he should be airborne.
Usual rules apply.
Nothing to rest in it.
Ready to give up. Hey!
What I've done.
This is bad. It's gonna take me into, into something
strange. It's your day.
Down. And I bend.
And I make the.
guy running us around with some kind of puppets on strings.
He's driving me nuts defusing all these dead bombs.
T .C. and Victor are going to trial nail Dupree next time he calls.
Once they lock in on Z, I think they can get him even if he hangs up.
Listen carefully, Stone. You're going to owe me an apology in about 30 seconds.
Can't wait.
Sergeant Vincent O 'Neill is the paymaster sergeant at Pendleton.
He knows the computer access code and the payroll transfer dates that occur
every month.
So? So, that amount is $10 million.
And guess where that money travels through on its way to Camp Pendleton?
First Trust Santa Monica downtown branch.
The payroll always drops on the first calendar day of the month.
Today's the first. They make the transfer in the early evening for
purposes. O 'Neill wasn't only selling stolen C4 to Dwight McMillan. He was
selling military destination codes in the exact time of transfer.
Which is why Wilson Dupree wanted him dead.
Have you called the bank's computer center?
There's no one there after 7 .30, which is perfect for Dupree. If the transfer
was being monitored, then someone might see it going in the wrong place and stop
it. But a blackout ensures that the computers in the bank go down, and then
run off the auxiliary generator.
And when the real power comes back on, the surge will cause the computers to
reboot and the transaction will be lost.
So this whole thing's about a robbery?
How could I be so wrong?
Palermo. One minute to eight.
Our knight has arrived.
Looking forward to seeing the stars tonight, Dufresne. Oh, yeah.
I'm at peace already.
Come on, baby. Come on, baby. We're getting close.
We are getting close.
We've got him. We're locked on. He's on the pier.
Eight o 'clock.
The lights are out. I hope you're happy.
We're getting close, Victor. We're getting close.
How come the park's still running? Why isn't it not blacked out?
Backup generators.
You can't black out in an amusement park. People could be upside down on the
ride.
This way. Come on.
I'm a police officer.
Do you have a cellular phone?
No, I don't.
I do.
When did you get that?
A man gave it to me when you were getting the ice cream. He said I could
his phone.
Thank you.
Yeah.
It took long enough.
Bad news, Dupree.
Sergeant O 'Neill caught the flea. We know all about your little heist.
I was afraid of that. Fortunately, I made some contingency plans.
You see the Ferris wheel behind you?
There's a bomb attached to the base of the main attraction.
It's ticking already.
Only you two can defuse it.
You must remove the cover within the next two minutes, or it will explode.
However, once you've opened it up, you can't allow the Ferris wheel to stop
turning, which means you've got exactly the length of the next ride in which to
defuse it.
Unfortunately, the ride operator cannot extend the length of the ride. That's
controlled by computer.
Needless to say, once the ferris wheel stops turning, the device will explode.
You listen to me, you sick freak. There are women and children on that ride.
Almost entirely.
Good luck.
It's on the beat.
Victor, see how long we have until the ride stops.
We've got four minutes.
Put your back.
Put your back.
Step in here somewhere. Fan out, okay?
Keep in contact.
Stone. Stone, it's C4 with a 555 chip attached
to two rechargeable alkaline batteries.
Okay, how many wires? I can't see it clearly.
It looks like a bundle of eight with several breakers.
Okay, he's getting more sophisticated.
We've got to find the true hot.
How? Okay, meter each of the wires. Okay, and the ground is probably wound
the battery negative.
The ground's white.
Damn it, he's switching.
All right, all right.
Test all the lines.
Okay, you'll find one on half power.
That's the dummy lead.
Find it, and then I'll give you the next step.
Got it.
Victor? Yeah?
Cass, Clay, Knox, off the honey list.
February.
1964. Now you're talking my area of expertise, buddy.
The Brown Bomber.
Takes two minutes, four seconds to knock out. Max Mellon.
Yankee Stadium.
June.
1938.
Buster Douglas.
35 -1 long shot. Knocks out Mike Tyson.
Tokyo. Mike Tyson was out of shape when he had the flu.
Minute 50.
I got it.
I got the dummy lead.
Okay, listen carefully.
clip the white ground, and tie it to the dummy lead.
Once that's done, you can cut the true hot.
Wait till you find it.
And the way to tell the true hot is... No bear helping.
Agent Stone.
Stone, come in. Come on. How can we tell, Stone?
Agent Stone is off the case.
Go on your own, gentlemen.
Sixty seconds.
Victor, we know how this guy thinks, right?
Every time he said the red was the true hot, it was the green.
But this time, both the red and the green are cool.
It's the black wire.
He never said anything about the black wire, Victor.
Nothing about it. He never mentioned it. He changed the color of the insulation.
I read it in one of the manuals, the anarchist handbook. Look, we got 40
seconds. I'm willing to bet it's the black wire. That's the true hot.
Sit off the big bet. Trust me.
It's the black wire.
20 seconds.
How do you know that?
Because I'm Mr. Black.
You want to make a withdrawal, Dupree?
Yes, to the Cayman Islands, to be precise.
And then to points and destinations unknown.
I wouldn't push that button.
Why the hell not?
Once this money hits the Caribbean, you'll never find it.
You all right?
I'm fine.
That money's not going to do you any good in prison, Dupree.
They'll have to try me and convict me first, and that's nearly impossible in
Angeles. It's only a matter of time until I'm on my way.
Come on, you don't do it.
There.
Done. Just transferred $10 million to the American Cancer Society.
Not a chance.
Your account in the Cayman Islands wouldn't happen to be 81741S, as in
That's impossible. How could you know that? I used my teller time card.
Anytime I want, I can get in the first trust.
You're under arrest.
Cuff him, Stella. My pleasure.
Okay. Rookie Magic Johnson.
Played every position against the Philadelphia 76ers in Game 6 of the 1980
Championships. Hey, Larry Bird steals Isaiah Thomas' inbound pass.
Boston versus Detroit, 1987, Game 5, Eastern Finals. You know, I actually saw
Jerry West think the 64ers beat the Knicks in 1970.
There was no time left.
Jerry West, man, you are so old.
Old? Oh, Jack Nicklaus, age 46, shift to 65, doing the 86 Masters.
Golf? You're giving us golf?
Nolan Ryan, which is his last still hitter at age 44. Now, that's clutch,
people. That's ancient. Like you, Tony.
Dinosaur -like.
Rehistoric. Are you feeling okay, Lieutenant?
Yeah, you look a little winded.
Do you see this look winded to you?
I can eat some oxygen.
Hey, guys, maybe we should stop.
No!
I'll see you guys on any day!
Just another day in LA Anybody
She's
more than me Anybody Think she is free
Someday
What is it now?
Just another day, oh
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