All language subtitles for Hunter s01e01 Pilot

It works for me.

Black coffee with your grits and your
legs.

Color flexion, what'd you expect?

After all, it's 1962.

The bus driver's got a job to do.

So hurry up, they're running late.

Fans in Mobile, Alabama won't wait.

Come on down, Peter Terrell, if you
don't make your time. He's the

main man at Papa Joe's. Between Towns is
the

star of the show.

Try it, Jesse.

For me?

No.

I've got to work tomorrow, remember?

Well, that's one way to do it.

I thought you might need some help
getting home.

No.

Really, Jesse, I do have to get up early
tomorrow morning.

Well, I'd be gone by early tomorrow.

But, uh... It'll wait.

You drive safe.

wonder when we'll ever be.

Seven suns, day in, day out.

Some are careful not to have
expectations.

Some are quick to give themselves away.

And sometimes one...

No, but...

This is L -56.

I'm six blocks north. Will respond code
two.

L -56, you will not respond.

That's the second call you won't let me
roll on. What am I doing out here,

chasing gumball bandits?

L -56, meet me on tack two.

Go have lunch, Hunter. Don't aggravate
the situation.

Captain K never liked you. Now that he's
been demoted from the chief staff to

division command...

been chewing on everyone. Go meet Tony
for lunch. I don't think this Ferrari

Kane's got me driving is going to make
it.

It's good enough to get you where you
have to go.

Only thing this thing is good for is a
deep sea anchor.

There's got to be a hundred regulations
against Kane doing this to me.

You'll get a new car and a new partner
as soon as the shooting report comes

with the rating.

For now, stay out of trouble. Don't
crack up anymore, please, vehicle.

There's nothing left of this crate to
crack up.

L -56 out.

What about the socks? You gonna let me
have the socks, too?

All right.

When your mommy comes back, I'll tell
you this. Just stick up.

I wouldn't try anything in front of my
new partner here.

He's got the deadest name in the county.

How you doing, Rick?

Well, I see you finally got yourself a
partner you can keep up with. Oh, yeah?

I'll tell you what. I could still run
your butt ragged around any course you

want to name.

Oh, yeah?

Hey, uh, your cousin Jilly sends his
regards.

Tony, what are you trying to do to me?
Don't tell me you're placing bets with

Cousin Jilly. He's the only honest
bookie in town.

Hey, be proud of him. I'll tell you
what. As soon as I stop by to pick up my

wind, I'm buying lunch. Jilly got raided
last night at 11 .30.

Story of my life.

Oh, Tony, thank you so much for keeping
an eye on Dominic. No problem, Mrs.

Castellano. He's a great kid.

Bye. Bye.

Great -looking mother.

How's Joan doing?

Oh, wonderful.

She just finished another one of them
cooking courses.

I told her, why don't you just stick
to... Pasta, that's what I like. I can

that every night.

It looks like you do. Come on, will you?

Hey, you know, I wish maybe you'd come
up and try some of her crazy recipes

sometime. You know, she's hardly mad at
you at all anymore.

Look, Tony, let's not push it, huh? It's
only been three years. Hey, come on,

Rick. You know women.

They gotta blame these things on
somebody, and you were my partner.

Look, at the time, it was easy for her
to make it your fault rather than admit

her old man was getting a little too fat
and slow.

You know the beautiful thing about
women?

They could never admit their guy was the
reason why.

So you should try it and see.

Let me go see if they'll honor the city
check, and we'll go put another notch in

that belt of yours.

Hey, how about a big chili dog down at
the Mermaid Cafe?

Oh, that sounds great. Because, you
know, she's only on her second chapter

her French cookbook. Can you see me
living on frogs, legs, snails, and

bread? Of course.

You wouldn't know the date, would you?

What?

The 12th.

Wrong.

Today you're going to jail.

What?

Take this guy. I'm getting the other
one.

Get out of here, man.

Joey, it could be hated.

Stay here,

Tony. Yeah, I never thought did yet.

Put this on the air, fat foe.

056, we're in pursuit of a gray Chevy
Nova.

License 1, Charlie, Adam, Nora.

496, two male suspects armed and
dangerous.

We're code 3, southbound on.

What do we do now, Abbott?

What?

Is this how you lost your other
partners?

Shortcut. We're going to head them off.

You have the right to remain silent.

If you give up that right to remain
silent, anything you say will be used

against you in a court of law.

Those days are over.

Now that I have taken over for Captain
Riker, this division is going to see

changes in attitude.

Driving the criminal from our city at
all costs, stomping out the lowlifes,

muggers, the thieves, the pimps, the
pushers, those are the attitudes we no

longer want around here, right,
Sergeant?

No, sir, we wouldn't want to stomp out
anyone like that.

The streets of our city are not a war
zone. We're not trying to tame the

uncivilized world.

I've had all my policy changes written
up in a clear, concise manner. You

have no trouble understanding them. Take
one and pass the rest back.

They're not listed in any particular
order. They're all equally important.

Warning shots haven't been required by
police departments anywhere in the

country for ten years.

They're required by me, Levine.

I'm sure you'll find these rules are for
the better. If not, I could care less.

Captain, do you realize how many
officers have been killed because they

busy firing warning shots?

That memo is the Ten Commandments.

Mirandas will be read from a printed
card.

No search and seizure without absolute
probable cause. You will announce

yourselves as police officers before
taking any action, and warning shots

Be fired.

Another important item that I shall be
instituting is full psychiatric profiles

of all officers to be updated on a
biannual basis.

That's enough of that.

And to help us with this particular
matter, we have been lucky enough, or

I use the word blessed?

to have one of the foremost men in his
field donate his time to us, Dr.

Bolin. I'm sure many of you recognize
Dr. Bolin from when he was state

champion at San Diego University. Dr.

Bolin.

Gentlemen and ladies, there is no cause
for alarm here.

The mind is a part of the body.

Like any other part of the body, it gets
used and it gets abused.

It goes wherever the rest of the body
goes.

The arms, the legs, the teeth.

But when the body goes to sleep at
night, the mind does not always shut

Therefore, obviously, it's the most used
part of our system.

Well, then why don't we take proper care
of it?

Why not a biannual examination of the
mind?

Just as we have for our heart, our
circulation system, our teeth, or any

that might be wearing out.

A healthy body without a healthy mind is
like a fine, precision machine

without the proper motor.

And that, gentlemen and ladies, well,
that's a crime.

I'm sorry I had to bust your cousin, but
there was nothing I could do about it.

Eli, you did the right thing. You did
what you had to do.

Bookmaking is bookmaking.

Jilly knew what he was in for. No, not
Jilly. I busted your cousin crazy, Tommy

T.

Tommy T?

Yeah. I haven't seen him in years.

Yeah, he mentioned that at the
arraignment.

Oh, when he sends his regards.

Yeah. Well, regards back, huh? You got
it.

Hunter? Kane?

A word with you, Sergeant.

What?

Dr. Boland, this is Sergeant Hunter.

My biggest migraine.

Oh, yes, Sergeant Hunter.

I've read your file repeatedly.

It makes for a highly entertaining
reading.

I'm looking forward to our first session
together.

Well, I'll try to find some time. Your
time is made when Dr.

Boland requested, Hunter.

The sooner the better.

Shall we say Friday, the 11th?

I can't wait to hear what it must be
like being a police officer, having been

raised by a father who was as prominent
in the underworld as yours was.

It must have been very traumatic for the
both of you when you told him you were

joining the force. My father was in the
front row on the day I graduated from

the academy.

Don't we all remember that?

And now that you've heard that, Dr.
Boland, maybe we can skip Friday's

Be there, Hunter, or be on suspension.

Friday, then, at 11.

Terrence, again, thank you very much.

I'll be talking to you.

Captain.

It's obvious you and I don't like each
other very much, so why don't we just

to stay out of each other's target
range?

Your not liking me isn't much of a
problem as far as I'm concerned.

My not liking you is.

Well, I don't see much chance of
changing that, Captain, as long as

this precinct. Or as long as you are.

The review board barely has time to call
your last escapade a good shooting. And

you're out there again making like Wild
Bill Hickok.

And since your most recent partner has
just been hospitalized and I haven't had

a chance to issue you a new one, you go
out and rope in an old retired partner.

Drag him along and try to get him shot.

Well, I'll go check with the watch
commander and see about my new partner.

I've already issued you a new partner.

Someone who might have better luck
keeping you in line.

And who might that be?

Detective Terwilliger.

Bernie Terwilliger.

Look, Captain, the department gives me a
safe zone who I'm partnered with.

If the other person agrees.

But you and I both know there's not one
officer on watch who'd team up with you.

They may as well drive themselves down
to County General, check themselves into

intensive care.

Captain Kane.

How you doing, Bernie?

Just fine now.

I wanted to tell you, sir, it's about
time. It is definitely about time. Thank

you, Detective Terwilliger. Yes, sir.
You've really got us on the right track

now, eh?

Well, you don't think that track could
be leading us all to the morgue, do you,

Bernie?

Hunter?

Hunter?

Don't challenge me.

You'll lose.

L -56, where are you?

I'm at 5th and Los Angeles.

Bernie Terwilliger is looking all over
for you. Where are you going?

I'm going to pick up my new partner.

Hey, you want to be my partner?

What are you trying to do, mess up my
action? I only need a few minutes.

What if Willie sees me shooting the
breeze with a cop? What do you think

going to do?

Nothing, because Willie's leaving.

Damn it.

To me, that's all of it, I swear.

Shut up!

She's telling you the truth, man.

She gave it all to you, Willie. I saw
her. Do me a favor, babes, and count

own money.

I hear your tune being played.

Yeah.

Listen, Willie, remember I talked to you
about my sister?

You said you'd check with King Hayes.

Now all I'm saying to you is I see 60 %
of some action, which I'm already

putting on your tab.

So you can either let him get away or
answer your call of duty.

Yeah.

Uh, hey, Gretchen, you want to take...
Hey, this ain't the lingerie department

at Bloomingdale's. We do not cover for
each other around here.

Now, hit it.

You stupid idiot!

Willie!

His name is Sergeant McCall.

Surprise.

You have the right to remain silent. If
you give up that right, anything you say

will be taken down and used against you
in a court of law.

You have the right to have an attorney
present.

If you do not have an attorney, one will
be appointed to you. Do you understand

these rights?

Yeah, I sure do.

Yeah, he sure does.

He's heard them often enough.

But this may be the last time for a long
while, huh, Willie?

Yeah, maybe I'll get to see himself like
as your old man.

I'll shoot the breeze with him about the
white knight of the family.

Hey, Willie, when you're up visiting the
House of Many Doors, stop in and see my

Uncle Sammy.

He'll have a couple of my cousins pound
you in the dog kibble, courtesy of

Sergeant Rick Hunter.

I want the headhunter away from me, you
hear?

You better keep him back. You better
keep your distance, man.

Do you mind, Hunter?

You're scaring the baboon.

May I have a few words with you, please?

A few words I've got you don't want to
hear. Now, I'm trying to make an arrest

here, Hunter.

Whatever you have on me won't stick.

It's entrapment.

I didn't have anything on you.

I was just on your team for some
information on King Hayes.

What did you chase me for?

For fleeing the scene of an accident.

And if you hadn't been stupid enough to
pull and fire a weapon at a police

officer, you'd only be looking at a
couple of days.

Hey, what about me?

Take off, Gretchen.

I try to find a better daddy than this
one next time.

I put the word out to Jillian and the
others that Willie is off the bricks for

long stretch.

For real? I can go?

Sort of a courtesy. One public servant
to another.

Could I please have five minutes of your
time? It'll be worth your while.

What do you get, $50 an hour? Pull a
thought book by me, five minutes. It's

about your partner.

Alan's a county general with a knife
wound from King Haynes. I know that.

Hey, hey, wait a minute.

What about my court and my lawyer? How
long am I supposed to stand here?

Until Simon says leave.

Who the hell is Simon?

This is Simon.

You'll be my new partner?

Have better offers standing on the
corner on Sunset Boulevard?

Yeah, well, Kane's not in love with you
any more than he is with me. And if

you're not careful, he's going to have
you chalking tires with Molly the meter

man.

Thanks, Rick.

Don't be a stranger.

Look, no matter what partners they give
us, you and I could get killed trying to

keep some greenhorn alive.

Yeah, but you and me?

It's a marriage made in Disneyland.

Not if we check in and check off a watch
together.

We do roll call, hit the streets, and go
our separate ways.

We regroup for Rio W to sign each
other's reports.

After watch, we're on our own again.

Beats getting a couple of partners we're
going to have to visit in attempts of

care. Yeah, my florist bills are
starting to look like the national debt.

Well, you've got a real strange sense of
humor.

It comes with the territory. You need it
to make it out there.

Anna, you often need to dress like that.
I'll dress any way I have to to take

down a toilet like King Hayes.

A lot of people tried to nail him, and
no one's even come close.

He's got a sick sense about it. He can
smell undercover cops.

Yeah, and there's only one person on
this whole damn force who looks less

cop than you.

So what's the verdict?

Am I going to be holding Terwilliger's
hand tomorrow, or am I going to be

beating yours off, Amanda?

Yeah, right.

All right, if I say yes, if I'm insane
enough to go along with this plan of

yours, does that mean you're going to
try to help me nail King Hayes?

No way.

I don't have anything to do with your
cases, and you don't have anything to do

with mine.

This is just a smokescreen for camp.

You just said the right thing.

You got yourself a partner.

You really expect me to put you two out
there together? I wouldn't be able to

sleep nights.

When it gets right down to it, Captain,
you really don't have much choice. We're

both unassigned, and Sergeant McCall has
long admired my arrest record and my

style. She's been hounding me for
months.

And he loves the way I dress.

You two really want to work together?

Oh, yeah.

Definitely. And, um, according to police
regs, that seals it, right, Captain?

McCall, where were you this morning? I
had specifically requested all

in this Division B at that roll call
with Dr. Boland. You didn't get my memo?

I was out getting a line on King Hayes.
When I request your presence, you be

there. Now, you get in touch with Dr.
Boland's office and make an appointment.

Between the two of you, he ought to be
able to write a thesis that'll knock the

socks right off the American Medical
Association.

Now, as far as you two teaming up, I
know you've got some shenanigans up your

sleeves, whatever they are.

I'll find out, then I'll put an end to
them.

That's all.

Hunter.

I see you've requisitioned another
vehicle from the motor pool.

Uh, yeah.

The one I had was kind of temporary
anyway.

It had a couple things wrong with it.
Some dings and scratches.

Windshield blown out, right side door
bashed in.

Hood riddled with shotgun pellets?
That's the one.

And believe me, Captain, it wasn't in
much better shape when it was first

assigned to me.

And somehow I think you knew that.

Hunter, it was an available car. I
assigned it to you.

You wouldn't want me to play favorites,
would you?

Oh, that's something I'm deathly afraid
of, Captain, yes, sir.

I'll see to it you're assigned another
one.

Smells like a kennel in here. This car
was assigned to Vice, the canine patrol.

Who did they cart around in here, the
hounds of the Baskerville?

That was Goliath. He was a dope sniffer.

Unfortunately, he found a bag of stash
and ate it before his handlers could

him.

Goliath went bonkers.

Wouldn't let anybody in and wouldn't let
Officer Culligan out for ten hours.

Hope he's all right.

Goliath pulled through and returned to
active duty.

Pelicans on extended medical leave.

What did you do to Kay?

I was born.

That would do it.

Do you mind?

What are you doing?

Don't you carry any backups?

Huh.

I didn't need you to nail Whispering
Willie.

Oh, you're very welcome.

I'm not saying I didn't want him. All
I'm saying is our deal was no jumping

double yellow line here.

Well, let's just say that that was a
fine evening.

A one -time only special.

Hey, buddy, your car stinks.

Why don't you just shoot this thing and
put it out of its misery?

Attention, any west side unit.

A possible 187 at 2100 block, Hancock
and Lexington.

See Adam 23 at location.

This is L -56. We'll respond. I am three
blocks from Lexington and Hancock.

You're three miles away.

That's a professional adjustment.

I am rolling on 187 west side. Out. L
-56, roger.

What'd you do, break it? Is this some
kind of neat trick so your date doesn't

cut out early?

Okay, okay.

Would you just shut the door so I can
roll on this murder call?

Thank you.

Ain't your pattern of saying any of you,
isn't it?

Yeah, he's going for it.

You want to sell it?

So, she didn't show up for work this
morning. They called.

There was no answer, so they figured she
was on her way in and gave it an hour.

And then finally, they sent a company
messenger out to see if she was okay.

Now, he checked all the doors, and they
were locked. Easy enough to lock on your

way out without a key.

Then he finally got a peek through those
parted curtains over there, and that's

when he saw the body.

You want to talk to him?

What do you think?

Well, he's just a kid who works in our
office.

He's been pretty broke up since I got
here, and I think it's legit.

Get a number where he can be reached and
send him home.

Yes, sir.

Hunter. Is this your call?

Sure is.

Is it true? Words out you're teamed up
with the brass cupcake.

Words out, huh?

Well, everyone's put in for flak, Beth.

Hey, Petrocelli.

Any chance of getting anything off of
these?

I'm gonna take them, okay?

I'll leave you a quarter where they're
lying.

Headhunter and the brass cupcake
together.

Marron.

I think you could find a better time to
broaden your musical spectrum, Sergeant.

What are you doing here, Captain?

I heard you roger the call on my way in,
and I just had to stop by and watch

Bonnie and Clyde in action. I was right.

I couldn't sleep last night.

Well, there are some things here too
lose some sleep over, Captain.

This homicide's like the one last week.

Blonde, single woman, about 30, 35.

Looks like she's had her throat cut.

Hold it.

Hold it, Sergeant.

Let's not jump the gun here and cause a
citywide panic by thinking we have a

repeat killer on the loose. Well, there
are some obvious similarities, Captain.

The only obvious thing around here,
Sergeant, is the absence of your

My partner?

Yes, your partner.

Sergeant D .D. McCall.

About five, six, dark hair, better
looking than you, but after that, not

that much difference. Where is she?

Well, she had some personal matters to
attend to. I'll fill her in on the case.

You don't have a case, Sergeant.

Well, the first officer on the scene
always gets the case, Captain.

First unit on the scene, Sergeant?

And since your unit consists of you and
McCall, and only one half of you is

here, well, your unit is not the first
on the scene.

Detective Terwilligers is.

Good morning, Bernie.

Well, sir, what do we have?

A murder, Terwilliger.

When somebody gets their throat cut, we
call that a murder.

One moment.

Officer Tremaine, is it? Yes, sir.

What are you doing?

Well, I'm letting Mr. Peterson go.

Sergeant Hunter says... Sergeant Hunter
is not in charge of this case.

Bernie, the guy was just sent down here
to see why she was late for work.

I will decide who should or should not
leave the scene of this crime.

Come along, son.

I'm sure Detective Terwilliger will
handle this case in his own manner.

Captain, you know as well as I do, a
random killer is almost impossible to

We have no reason to believe there is
one.

Now let us discuss the issue at hand.

You don't think you had me fooled for
one moment when you and McCall came into

my office with that pathetic story about
having admired each other's technique

for so long? You just had to be
partners? Just how stupid do you think I

Well, Captain, I really don't know.

You two split up right after roll call,
didn't you?

Well, here's the scoop, Hunter, and you
can run it down for your partner.

The two of you will be together from
roll call to end of watch. Every minute,

every second. I mean in the car or in
the can. I don't care.

I will be running random radio checks
throughout the course of the day, if at

any time, for any reason, both of you
don't roger the call or are not joined

the hip, you both will be talking to I
.A.

Look, Captain.

Look, this is kind of new to me, you
know. A woman partner and all.

Well, it's kind of embarrassing to talk
about, but the reason she's not here is

female problems.

Female problems?

Yeah. Now, he wouldn't hold that against
her, would you?

Face -to -face discrimination beef?

Look, King, I was just trying to say
that you... Don't say nothing, woman.

don't twitch.

You don't even take air up your nose
unless the king says you can.

You and me, woman?

We gonna talk, huh?

You ain't gonna like what I got to say.

Please, king. I thought she was good
merchandise. That's why I brought her to

you. Am I missing something here?

You don't get paid to think.

Since when is it your brains that you
use, huh?

Look, king, if we could just talk.

You don't pay attention, do you, mama?

You like to hit women, don't you, King?

Oh, no, that's not all I like to do to
them.

Hmm? Here's a baby.

Huh?

Go ahead on.

Tell this child what I do when I really
get mad.

Hmm? I hope you can keep laughing,
because you're going to need a good

humor to pull through.

Drop the blade, Buster.

Unless you want this lady all over the
beach.

You toss away your peace, honey.

Guess I don't have much choice.

No, you don't.

Oh,

police! You shot me!

Mom, you are crazy!

You are a third Bible, you know that?

I didn't do anything!

You okay, Gretchen?

You want this

guy? That would be nice.

or I'll shoot.

Female problems?

You told Kane I had what?

Well, I was a little underwater there
and I had to think of something fast.

But I also threatened Kane with a sex
discrimination suit on your behalf.

You know, for someone I wasn't supposed
to see more than two hours a day, this

is not turning out as we discussed.

Or hadn't you noticed?

Kane's gonna have her tails in the sling
if we don't work this thing the way we

sold it.

So you and I are going to work on that
homicide together.

I thought Kane assigned the boy Wanda to
that case.

Bernie Terwilliger couldn't catch the
measles if a bottle of the virus was

broken on his head.

And I was the first detective on that
call.

Come on, Hunter, what's really pulling
your chain?

We could wind up hip -deep in dead
blondes before Kane admits we've got a

killer on our hands.

We've got two dead blondes on two
consecutive Wednesdays. That means every

Wednesday night we're going to have a
dead body on our hands.

You were on the Parkside Strangler,
Kate.

The department just came up empty. He
dropped out of sight, didn't he? Yeah,

well, I'm not going to lose this one.

The chances of catching a random killer
are slim to none.

There were 50 men on that task force,
Hunter.

But you, you take it personally.

Well, to stop something like this, you
do have to take it personally.

Glad King Hayes is out of the way.

Gives me a chance to see what you look
like when you're not all made up for a

trick.

Or a treat.

Are we playing the game now?

I mean, do I fish for a compliment or
something? Say, well, what do you think?

Well, I hope not.

Can I ask you a question?

What's a trick like me doing in the cop
business?

No, I was going to ask you why you
learned to shoot like that.

Why do you keep on thinking I'm trying
to hit on you?

Because that's what I've been used to.
And every partner I've been stuck with

has hit on me.

Except you.

You definitely have your own style,
Hunter.

When we're through with this case, then
we can talk.

Just talk?

This is where Marge Harmon lived.

She was killed one week before Kathy O
'Neil.

She fit the same general description?

Anything else?

Well, that's what we're here to find
out.

Well, that takes care of that. I don't
think Kane is going to give us

since he doesn't want us on this case in
the first place.

We don't need permission.

Oh, I forgot.

You have to be able to read to know what
that says.

Do not cross.

Police investigation.

And I'll be damned if that's not who we
are.

Hunter, you're going to get suspended.

We're partners, remember? Come on, open
the door.

What? I heard you were good with locks.
Come on, open the door. Oh, you did,

huh? Well, some women get stories told
about them. Come on, get your bobby pin

out and open the door.

Yeah, a bobby pin, right.

Is that standard police issue?

You know, Kane is going to know we were
in here.

Not if we don't leave fingerprints you
want.

Well, can't you crack it?

The autopsy confirmed both women were
killed in the same manner. Throat slit,

jugular to carotid.

If not the same blade, then two very
similar.

On Wednesday.

That's strange. Most of these nuts are
out skunk hunting on Fridays or

Saturdays. Skunk hunting?

Yeah, you know, chasing skirts, trying
to pick up women.

Right.

So why Wednesday?

Who knows with nuts?

Maybe it was his mother's birthday.

Maybe it was the day he failed his 10th
grade math exam.

Wednesday.

Not a single connection between the two
girls? They don't frequent the same

places, have any mutual acquaintances?

Except one.

They were killed by the same guy.

Marge Harmon was in the country in
Western.

I also checked the radio in Kathy O
'Neil's car.

It was set on KHJZ, another country and
western station.

Looks like we got ourselves a real rodeo
rider here.

And maybe a regular at a place called
the Black Stallion.

How many country western places are in
this town?

Well, you usually only buy something
like this at a place you party at a lot.

And the bartenders or management give
them to you.

It's a safe bet you spend a lot of time
at this place.

I think you can squeeze into this.

You got a blonde wig in your hooker's
kit?

What? Well, you like to play decoy,
don't you?

I say we hang out at this place and see
if we can't kick this hardballer over.

You got anything?

No, nothing. Nothing on Wednesday.

Why Wednesday? What is that day? Except
the day doctors play golf.

Doctors? What time is it?

It's almost 11.

I got an appointment with Dr. Bolin, the
head shrinker.

Bolin? Yeah, if I miss this, it can't
bounce me for sure.

Yeah, I think you can do with having
your head shrunk a little bit.

I think you're going to need to come
back here.

At the very least, on a weekly basis,
Sergeant Hunter.

What?

Well, it's obvious we have a great deal
to talk about.

We certainly can't hope to accomplish it
all in one single session.

Well, I've already been in here an hour.

Yes, well, that's not a great deal of
time, considering the amount of work

we need to do. The work I need to do is
out there on the street, Doctor.

Now, I don't have enough time to come in
here every week and answer your

questions about whether I think my gun
is a phallic symbol or a means of self

-defense. Is that what you've been doing
out there on those streets, Sergeant

Hunter, defending yourself?

Do you believe that there are a lot of
people out there that you need

from?

Well, now, just how would you know what
it's like out there on the street, huh?

How would you know what it's like to
pull over a drunk driver and not know if

you're gonna get a face full of beer
breath or a gut full of lead?

To roll code three on some junkie with a
gun and a bad need. Or a couple of

pimps pounding their chicks for 50 bucks
and a giggle.

Or maybe even a poor schnook with a
hunting rifle who's decided to chuck it

and take half his neighborhood with him.

So why don't we stop all this nonsense,
doctor, and let me get back to my job.

Sergeant Hunter.

You don't have a job, unless I say you
have a job. This examination is required

by your department.

You need to pass it in order to stay on
active duty.

Well, somehow I get the feeling I'm not
gonna pass.

Somehow I get the feeling that I failed
before I even came in here.

And you and I both know that Captain
Kane puts you up to this.

It sounds like paranoiac tendencies to
me, Sergeant.

Just perceptive ones.

It's not going to be easy to run me off
the force, Doctor.

Yes, that's true. Unfortunately, I can't
do it based on a single examination.

The city requires me to review the
patient on at least three separate

But after that, with your case history?
My case history is just fine. For a man

who likes to use his weapon. The review
board has never called one of my

shootings bad yet.

Tell me, Sergeant Hunter, do you enjoy
playing judge, jury, and executioner?

Do you?

So what'd the doctor say?

Can Ricky go out and play or aren't all
his groceries in the same bag?

Apparently I've got a terminal case.

There's a newsflash?

Kane's after my badge.

And Dr. Boland is going to use his
inkblots to help him take it away.

Now it seems Dr.

Boland feels I'm quite unstable.

I could have told him that.

Portland hit a raw nerve?

I don't think he believes I've got
enough social grace to offer me a

in his racquetball club.

He lay into you about your family?

Putting on a badge and strapping on a
six -shooter to go out there and make

amends for what your father and his
brother did for a living?

Well, I didn't let him get far enough to
make that judgment.

I've been driving that old highway
plasticine. It helped me too.

Well, I know I've done you wrong.

It didn't take me long.

It's an easy ride from good times to the
blue.

Driving 99 and making time.

Calling for the Red Bull line.

A hundred thousand hours behind the
wheel.

With a little smile from you.

Rick is running through. Took me 50
nights alone to make me feel.

It's that easy ride from good times to
the blues.

I've been driving that old highway
flashing sign to help me choose.

Well, I know I've done you wrong.

It didn't take me long.

1130, cowboy.

Well, my watch says 11.

11 .30 is what time I get off.

That is what you were wondering, wasn't
it?

Well, I'd like nothing better than to
wait on you, precious, but... I got an

lady at home meaner than a hound dog
with an itch.

Mm -hmm.

How could it be?

What can I do for you boys? You can tell
us what you're doing creeping around

out here following my lady friend.

Following? Well, maybe you didn't know,
but we had a good little girl who used

to come around here.

Got killed just the other day in her own
home.

Or maybe you followed her, too.

Well, actually, I just misplaced my car.

Any of you boys seen a purple customized
stew to bake with big white walls and a

gold grill?

I'll be down.

Someone hit our line, Hunter.

Hunter, do you copy?

Hunter, where are you?

Well, look what we got here, Jesse.

Are you fixing to do some damage to
someone, Ace?

Maybe we have to look after our own.

Don't like outsiders coming around
packing this kind of artillery.

Just to have a few drinks in our
friendly bar.

My pocket.

My wallet. We'll want some money.

You just tell us what you plan on doing
to that little lady before we take you

down to the river and teach you how to
breathe underwater.

I'm a cop.

We're the sons of the pioneers.

He is, Jesse. Look, he's a cop.

Whoops.

Sorry about that, officer. We had no
idea.

We're just trying to keep our little
gathering place here nice and easy.

No hard feelings.

Of course I got hard feelings.

Give me my keys.

McCall, you got somebody on your tail.

McCall!

McCall!

What are you, crazy buster?

Open up. Police.

Police? Oh, I don't believe it. Quiet,
Esther. Just give me my pants.

Look, officer, we were just having some
fun, Saul.

I'm commandeering this vehicle.

Sure. Sure, officer. You have to pump it
first.

Come on, Esther.

The officer wants a truck.

Well, come on in. Make yourself at home.

A water pistol?

Where do you keep it?

Just hand me something to put on.

Thank you.

Why didn't you answer my buzz?

Who had time?

I climbed out of the tub. By the time I
got to the speaker, there was nobody

there. I get back in the tub in time to
hear you shoot my door in and come

through the house like a white tornado.

I knocked.

What's going on in there?

It's okay, Mrs. Onderdog. It's no
problem.

You're sure, Dee Dee?

No problem.

I'm sure. He's a fellow officer.

I'm just next door.

Thank you, Mrs. Onderdog.

No problem.

You were saying?

I saw the Bronco follow you home.

Oh, no shucks, Sherlock. The one time I
really need backup and you make like

Houdini and vanish.

Well, I'm sorry, but I ran into a couple
of your pals.

Some good old boys who didn't want me
messing with little old pumpkin.

Well, they intercepted me before I had a
chance to follow the Bronco, which is

gone. That could have just been some guy
who's turned on enough to follow me

home. Maybe try to get up the nerve to
talk to me.

Or it could have been our boy, following
his usual M .O.

Hang out at a country western place,
pick a target, follow her home and wait

Wednesday night.

The night when he gets his motor up to
speed for some reason.

So, we managed to snag something in our
net. That's good.

Did you get a look at the guy behind the
wheel?

Couldn't. It was too dark.

Yeah, well, I did.

I recognized him, too.

It was Dr. Boland.

Our Dr. Boland?

The department shrink?

Yeah, it was him. It was Boland. I'd
swear it. In court?

It was Boland.

Why? Because he's a nut.

Look, if the guy killing these women was
a cab driver or a plumber, we'd say he

was doing it because he's a lunatic,
right?

Yeah. Well, just because our suspects
are shrink, we think he needs a better

reason. Would you be willing to take
this to Kane?

I have a better chance convincing him of
the Easter Bunny.

What's his name?

Do you mind?

I don't believe him, McCall. You're a
fraud.

What? That under all this grit and
gristle, I'm still a woman?

That I like bubble baths and soft
clothing and frilly things on my

real brass cupcake?

Bullets and teddy bears.

Interesting combination.

But it works.

Your husband?

I heard he was killed in the line of
duty.

Yeah.

Yeah, he pulled a couple kids over one
night to tell them their taillight was

out.

They were out joyriding. They thought
he'd mail them.

So they shot him.

I heard he was a hell of a man.

So what about you, Hunter?

Where's your other side?

What is it you go home to when you hang
up your gun at night?

This is it.

Bull.

Couldn't be. You wouldn't still be
making it.

The only way to stay tough out there is
to have some place where you can drop

your guard, take the load off.

Well, I've never had a chance to find
that place.

To everyone on the force, I'm a cop
who's a mobster's son.

And to everybody in the underworld, I'm
a mobster's son who's a cop.

This is all I know.

You know, Steve used to say you can't
keep this up for too long.

Being a policeman's one of the highest
-stressed jobs there is.

Yeah, and the race drivers used to say
when you see the road move, it's time to

quit.

Yeah, I'm afraid of that day.

Don't be.

People like you and I never see it until
it's too late, Dee Dee.

And then we just hit the wall.

Dooley. His name is Tom Dooley.

Say hi to Hunter, Dooley.

Hi, Hunter. How are you?

Okay, if Bolin is our man, then what's
our next move?

I don't know.

There you go.

Well, my first order of business is to
get you to pull over. You're a terrible

driver. I'm a terrific driver.

And how can somebody who's walked away
from so many high -speed chases and car

wrecks be afraid in a car?

I'm afraid to be a passenger. I think it
has something to do with not being in

control of the situation.

Well, maybe you can discuss that with
Bolin at your next session.

Well, where are we going?

You said there was a place you'd like to
go to work out your problems.

I do.

I'd like to go to the source.

Voila! Dr. Boland's residence.

He's not home, huh?

Yeah.

How'd you know I'd check?

Well, you don't mind me looking like a
fool, but you sure don't want to.

What are you doing?

I'm going to find the vehicle that left
that oil stain.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, wait a minute. We
don't have a warrant, Popeye.

It's in violation of safety code 977B
for a vehicle to leak flammable fluids.

It's our duty to find that vehicle and
issue a summons.

What do you think a judge would say,
Sergeant McCall?

An open garage, an exterior, or an
interior?

Well, with the door open like that, it
is a three -sided structure, like a

carport, which would make it an
exterior.

That's what I thought.

I thought you didn't get a look at the
plates.

Couldn't. It was too dark.

Maybe it was because it was covered up.

And the plate light is missing. Another
infraction.

Well, I suggest we ascertain if this
vehicle was registered to anybody on the

premises and point these violations out
to them. Good suggestion.

I've got to be honest with you, Hunter,
this is shaky PC.

I only want to find something that tells
me Bolin's our guy.

And if I'm right about Dr. Doolittle, we
won't use anything we find here.

Do your tricks.

You know, we're going to wind up doing
weekends in the electric chair if Cain

finds out about this.

Check his drawers.

I beg your pardon?

Don't you want to ask me something?

What? Why I'm doing this with you.

Because no matter what kind of a quad
you think I am, you know I don't make

mistakes.

Gotcha.

And we got him.

Get him up, Scout.

I'll drive.

No, you won't.

What would I tell you?

Yeah, okay.

So this guy likes to dress up like Hoot
Gibson and frequent C &W bars on his

nights off. He even drives a Bronco,
which we can't ID.

I mean, that still doesn't prove he's a
killer.

Where do we go from here, Batman?

Tomorrow night's Wednesday.

You put on that little blonde wig of
yours, and when he comes around to show

his brand of fun, we nail his eye.

Let's do it.

Works for me.

You know, you can stay quiet real well.
I may keep you in there permanently.

Will you look at what you're doing to my
red dress?

And will you watch my shoes, please?

Did you buy those or did they jump out
from an alley at you?

Will you just get out there and get
attacked like you're supposed to?

Oh, well, we finally know the woman's
place around here.

Hey, don't put down my end. I'm in here
smelling mothballs for the last two

hours. Think you made a mistake?

Maybe the guy's not coming.

Maybe I've been using the wrong bait.

Do you mind?

Keep your hands off my stuff.

And if you want to use a different bait
next time, you'll get no argument from

me. Oh, that'll be a first.

No!

Think you forgot to fire your warning
shot.

Wait for my backup call next time.

You got a crazy lady for a neighbor, you
know that?

Party's over, Bolin.

Looks like the doctor doesn't make house
calls.

Who's this guy?

Let me know as soon as you get an ID.

That may be sooner than we think.

We have a record. I'm not sure. It looks
familiar. I just can't place where I've

seen him before. Oh, that's terrific,
Sergeant.

Less than one week together, you're
beginning to sound just like your

You just shot a man, and you think
you've seen him before.

Well, you ought to get to know all of
your attackers on a first -name basis.

Don't get wise with me, Hunter. You're
already working without a net.

Now, what you two are doing running
decoy on the O 'Neill and Harmon cases

matter we'll take up in my office
tomorrow.

Let's just hope you didn't kill some
poor guy trying to deliver flowers or

something to one of the tenants in
there. He wasn't delivering flowers,

unless he was going to put them on
McCall's grave.

You see me in the morning after you fill
out your reports and hand them over to

Detective Terwilliger, the man in charge
of this case.

Guess we were wrong about Boland.

Yeah, we weren't wrong.

Oh, Hunter, what's with you? If Boland's
our man, then who's this guy who

attacked me tonight? Just another freak?

It's too big a coincidence.

Yeah, well, so is the fact that Boland
was at that club the other night and

followed you home.

Maybe Kane had him follow us to find out
what we were doing on our own time. Put

together one of his psychiatric profiles
so he could wrap us up in newspaper,

toss us out with the trash.

Somebody else entirely new comes along
and tries to kill you?

Nah, no way.

Maybe Boland found out who you were.

Oh. Ran your plates, checked with the
building manager, realized it was a

and sent in a substitute.

Maybe when we run a make on the dead
guy, we'll find out something.

You really don't think we messed up, do
you?

Oh, we messed up.

But we weren't wrong.

You know, we were right about our guy,
Justin Taylor.

He wouldn't know the inside of a room
unless it was padded. He's done time

at Vacaville State Hospital and
Camarillo. Started modeling straight

back in Bellevue in New York where he
was born.

What is that?

That is a chili dog with the works.

This is the lunch you're buying me for
wrangling this report out of

Well, I used to bring all my ex
-partners here.

And all this time I thought they wound
up a county general because they got

wounded in shootouts.

Give me that.

It seems Justin Taylor was into every
and all kinds of therapy.

And guess who was working in a volunteer
capacity at Vacaville during the time

of his incarceration there?

In fact, Boland was on the review board
that kicked Justin loose if he promised

to continue psychiatric treatment on his
own. Here, it says it right there,

right under the chili smudge.

Do you remember I told you it was
bugging me where I'd seen this guy

Yeah. It was right in Boland's office.

The day you had your appointment, we
were going out as he was coming in.

Well, if Boland's been treating this guy
for the last three years, he probably

knows how to push all of his buttons.

What if Boland figured out our trap?

What do you think he'd do?

Send in a ringer to throw us off.

Works for me.

Boland's going to be on alert now.

He's insane.

He's the one that should be seeing a
head shrink.

He probably is.

Most psychiatrists have analysts of
their own.

You know, one of the requirements to
become an analyst is to see one.

Well, let's go find his.

You want me to drive while you eat that?

Is that what you do with that?

Hey, Hunter, we're being followed.

What? Hold on.

Where are you going?

I'm going to circle back to the pier and
cut him off.

Well, take it easy, Wade. I'm going to
get back there in one piece.

Just eat your hot dog.

Get out of the car. Now.

Well, excuse me. Haven't you finished
your lunch yet?

Uncle Don, what the hell are you doing?
Don't they have phones in Bel Air? Are

you going to chase me?

Ricky.

How you doing, Jackie?

This could be worse.

Second Valentine, pleased to meet you.

Hi. You know, I don't get to see you
much, huh? Well, I've been a little

Yeah, I know.

It's going to be a small dinner this
Sunday.

Jilly and Tommy, they'll make bail.
Good.

What about you?

What's your problem? I have no problem.

Your Aunt Sophie's slaving in the
kitchen every Sunday, just in case you

to be gracious with your presence.

Show up, will you?

So we can have something different next
time.

I've really been busy. Hey, hey.

Was your Aunt Sophie too busy to go down
to Shatsky's and get you that

Louisville slugger you wanted? Was she
too busy when you had to have your cuffs

lowered so you could go to that dance at
your college?

That was junior high. Whatever you be
then.

Don't disappoint your Aunt Sophie again,
huh?

I'll be there.

I know you will.

And bring your lady friend.

You always get invited to family
gatherings like that?

Beats a simple telephone call, doesn't
it?

Would you please tell Dr. Kettering that
Sergeants McCall and Hunter are here?

We phoned a short while ago.

Pretty strange music for a doctor's
waiting room, don't you think?

Yeah, the doctor's into country -western
music, too.

I'd sure like to know what the
connection is between country western

30 -year -old blue -eyed blondes.

Hello, I'm Dr. Kettering. How may I help
you?

So you are saying you believe Dr.

Boland to be a sociopath who may have
killed these two women.

And you're saying he couldn't.

I'm saying it's his doctor. I have
certain ethical restrictions that I must

with. Well, that's nice, doctor, but in
the meantime, these girls just keep on

dying, right? You have no evidence.

Sometimes in police work, you have to
operate on educated guesses.

Hunches.

So how about it?

Does Boland fit a sociopath's profile?

Do you know much about sociopaths,
Sergeant?

Only that they have no emotions.

That's right.

None at all.

They don't feel anything we feel.

No love, no hate, no jealousy.

They tend to be very, very smart. Often
their IQs are somewhere in the genius

range. They tend to be mathematical,
usually very disciplined, often with

physiques.

Finally, they are extremely charming,
socially adept.

They hide their illness very carefully,
but when they are violent, they are

killing machines with no remorse.

Sounds like a fair description of Dr.
Boland.

In some ways, yes.

Is that why you're treating him?

Is he sociopathic?

I cannot tell you that.

Look, if you have such a good hunch, why
don't you pursue it?

Does he come here on Wednesdays? That's
right.

That's his day off. I usually see him
around 5 o 'clock.

And then he goes out and hacks up pretty
blue -eyed blondes about your age.

Maybe after being forced to unburden
himself to you, he has a need to go out

kill you, Doctor.

You people are practicing psychiatry
without a life.

It could work that way, couldn't it?

It would be very unusual.

But yes, given the right circumstances,
in textbook situations, it could happen.

Look, this is not a textbook situation.

And I may not have a license to
practice, but I think you're in real

Thank you for coming, Sergeant.

I will review Dr.

Boland's tapes.

Well, thank you for seeing us.

Be careful.

Stop chewing around the edges, Sergeant
Hunter.

You haven't come here for another
session.

What exactly do you want?

I think I can speak freely to you, Doc.

I mean, that's what this is all about,
isn't it?

Being able to talk about things.

Talk away. Say whatever's on your mind.
Kathy O 'Neill's on my mind.

One of the ladies was murdered.

Marge Harmon, the other dead woman?

She's on my mind.

Justin Taylor.

You know Justin Taylor, don't you, Doc?

As a matter of fact, I do.

He's... He was one of my patients.

You're kind of responsible for putting
him back out on the bricks, aren't you?

Incarceration is a punishment, not a
form of rehabilitation, which Justin was

ready for.

Was he ready to be killed, do you think?

What's that supposed to mean? Well, you
know what I'm talking about. You as good

as killed him yourself.

You mean I should take the
responsibility for putting him out on

his childhood, which led him to a life
of crime, which in turn led him to being

gunned down by some trigger -happy cop?
I mean sending him over there to kill

Sergeant McCall when you realized it was
a cop you followed home that night.

You truly are a troubled person.

Well, you should be the expert on mental
disorders being as screwed up as you

are.

You know, I had no trouble convincing
your own shrink that I thought

Your own shrink?

Dr. Kettering.

Lovely lady.

Pretty, too. I like them like that.

Tall, slender, blonde, blue -eyed.

Sound like anybody you'd come across in
your travels, Terry? If I find out

you've been harassing Dr. Kettering or
any of my friends...

I will personally call Captain Kane and
get me suspended for being unfit for

active duty. Go ahead. That'll work for
me just fine.

You know, as a non -duty officer, I have
two hours a day to work on your case.

But once I'm on suspension, I'll have
all the time I need to bust your butt.

I'll be your worst nightmare.

When you wake up in the morning, I'll be
sitting on your front steps.

And when you're driving into work, I'll
be up there in your rearview mirror.

And I'll be reading magazines out there
in your waiting room and in the stall

next to you when you go to the john.

And on Wednesday nights when you're done
with Dr. Kettering and you get that

urge, the one you can't resist, to go
out there and find your next innocent

victim and purge yourself when you
really need it, when you know every

screaming out for it, but you know you
can't.

Because I'm going to be right there.
Shut up. Shut up.

Shut up. Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!

Well, Doctor, I guess the session is
over with.

Get out of here.

Same time tomorrow?

Sorry.

Well? You know, I think there's
something to this therapy business.

After seeing Dr. Boland just now, I feel
a whole lot better.

Drilled him, did you?

He's seen daylight through a new hole,
all right.

All we do is wait till Wednesday.

Then we sit on him from the moment he
wakes up in the morning till he makes

move, and we have got him.

Works for me.

I wasn't expecting you until tomorrow.

It's only Tuesday.

I was going to call you. I just happened
to be in the neighborhood. I thought

I'd drop in.

Do you have any time?

I am going out.

Anything special?

No.

No, I'm just meeting friends. I was just
locking up.

I'll walk you down to your car.

Good.

I'll only be a few minutes, Terry.

I understand there were some people here
asking questions about me.

Police officers. A man and a woman.

Well, surely you must remember a couple
of police officers asking questions

about a colleague and a patient.

Yes.

But they were only here for a few
minutes. Would you care for a drink?

No.

What do they want?

Why?

I don't know, really.

I just told them that I couldn't divulge
anything that we've ever discussed.

And that our dealings were strictly
confidential.

So you did tell them I was a patient.

They already knew that.

And you are.

Yeah.

Sure you wouldn't like that drink now?

I'm positive.

Well then.

You're going to be late for your
appointment.

No, I won't.

Uh -huh.

Yes. He's here right now.

Uh -huh.

He knows what we've talked about. He has
a strange look.

Yes.

Yes, I do believe he is capable of
killing me.

That's what I heard.

I'm afraid.

Take a treat.

Yes, I'll try and keep him here as long
as I can, but please hurry.

Please.

Back up.

Turn around. Put your hands against the
wall.

Come on.

Spread them.

All right, where's the blade, doctor?

Hunter?

Please,

Bolin!

Are you hurt?

Stupid question.

Call an ambulance.

I'm going after him. You gonna be okay?

Do it.

Works for me.

Yay. About time.

I got it.

Oh, thanks.

You know, this is stupid. I feel fine. I
can walk.

Well, I'm sorry. It's hospital
regulations.

Oh, I'll be right back.

You know, this wasn't a fair deal,
Hunter. The least you could have done

shot or something.

Well, maybe your next partner will be
more considerate.

This union is officially terminated,
then?

Unless I do most of the driving.

McCall?

I wanted to stop by and see how you were
doing. Well, it was good of you to show

up on the day she's leaving, Captain.

I'm fine.

Shoulder's just a little stiff, but
it'll get worked out.

You can take your time getting back.

When you do, you can remain death -bound
as long as you'd like before we get you

a new partner.

Well, she already has a partner,
Captain, remember?

Shirley, you're joking.

No, I'm not joking.

And my name isn't Shirley.

Well, then, let's get a few things
straight here. Could you hand me my

cap?

Don't think everything you two pulled is
going to get washed out with the tide

on this.

You disobeyed direct orders from me.

and violated any number of policies
listed on my memo. And caught a

murderer and probably cost you your
guest membership to his Beverly Hills

Country Club.

I don't find that funny, Hunter. I kind
of do.

Just kind of, though.

I don't know how tough it's going to get
on you.

You're going to be chasing gumball
bandits, police and rock concerts, any

garbage detail I can think of, and one
flip, anything at all gets into the

margins. I'll have both your badges.

As long as you're in my division,
Hunter, I want you to keep your nose

your gun holstered.

Anybody suspicious in front of you,
don't just cross the street. You go

the block and run to another
neighborhood.

I don't know how it is you manage to
always wind up in the middle of these

threes, but that's over.

Excuse me.

Yeah, you.

Hunter, are you hearing one word I'm
saying?

Stop him.

He's got the blood.

Anybody moves, she gets it.

Well, punk.

You got to go for it.