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Humanity has long dug into its past in
the hope that it will shed light on its

future.

Perhaps what this reveals is that it is
the best of ourselves that will survive

and lead us through the next millennium.

Watching our every step will be our
tribal protectors, sentinels.

And their insight will further
illuminate the spiritual connection of

things.

Sweetheart.

Mom.

Hi, honey.

Hi, Mom. What are you doing here?

Oh, I'm visiting my favorite son.

Your favorite son? Mm -hmm.

I'm your only son, right?

Mm -hmm.

Mom,

you should have told me that you were
coming. I would have made some tongue.

I even... I failed you, sweetheart.
There's two messages on your machine.

When? Last night.

Oh, last night. I had the phone turned
off. I was finishing up my paper.

Your thesis?

Is this your thesis? Is it finished?

Yes, it's done, but it's just the first
draft, and it needs a lot of work.

Darling, you've always been your own
worst critic. I'm sure it's wonderful.

don't you let me read it? I'll give you
some feedback.

No, no, no, no, no. It's just not good
enough yet, and I want you to be really

proud, all right? Just let it be, okay?
Now, I'm sorry I can't visit right now.

I've got to go meet Jim.

Okay. Is it going to be dangerous?

Uh, no, Ma, you know better than that.
I'm just an observer.

Sid, listen, do you have time to do
this?

For you, there's always time.

Have you read it yet?

No, I haven't because I promised Blair
that I wouldn't.

then that would make the next draft
better.

Just email me the file. I'll get to it
tonight.

It's on its way, Sid.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Excuse me. Sorry.

Nice of you to join us.

Sorry I'm late. What's going on?

Well, Simon found a doubt to run some
security for a union boss named Jack

Barton, a real prince.

Here's another phone line just to handle
all the death threats.

Trying to unite all the longshoremen,
which is making him extremely unpopular

with the shipping company. Hey.

Wow. Get any more babes on this detail?

Mr. Bartley, we're here to find out...
Who's the hippie?

Blair Samberg.

Nice. Hey, keep him out of my television
coverage, huh? Unless you want to shave

your legs.

Can we do this?

Yeah.

the Iceman.

And until he's apprehended, there will
be no days off and no one's sleep.

When we got to the sniper's position,
all we found was the shattered scope.

Take a look at these. Pass them around.

It's all the information we have on the
death threats to Jack Bartley. See if we

can use them to track whoever hired this
hitman.

Now, for those of you who don't know,
Geller was apprehended by Detective

Ellison.

Along with some help from our favorite
observer, Blair Sandberg, for several

murders and the attempted murder of a
university student.

He was rotting very nicely in a German
prison outside of Munich until he

to pay off a judge.

Further word of caution.

Zeller is also wanted for the murders of
several Interpol agents and a Scotland

Yard investigator.

He has a nasty habit of targeting his
pursuers, Jim.

Come on.

Blair, got an urgent phone call, line
two.

Sorry. Who is it? Some guy named Sid
Graham.

Three -man teams will guard Bartley,
rotate every eight hours. From now on,

schedule is cleared through this office
only.

Hello, this is Blair Shepard.

Sid Graham calling from New York.

Could you use $100 ,000?

Uh, whatever you're selling, Sid, thanks
a lot. I don't want any. Blair, wait.

I'm in front of your mother.

Very good friend.

I think I'm going to be yours.

Oh, yeah? Why is that? Because you've
written a bestseller.

What are you talking about?

Senior editor, I'm telling you, the
Sentinel is going to be the next

Prophecy. We are prepared to offer you
$100 ,000 in advance right now.

What did she do?

She emailed me your thesis.

She emailed you?

Asked me to give you some advice on how
to fix any problems with the first

draft.

It's Mr.

Graham, right?

You cannot show that to anybody. It was
not meant to be read.

Naomi...

I'd like to know more about this police
detective, Ellison.

I want him to be part of the publicity.

No, no, he's not going to be part of
anything, and I'm not going to be a part

anything either. You cannot publish it.
And if you want to keep your friendship

with my mother, I suggest you destroy
the copy that you have and forget that

ever existed.

Now, this is the end of the
conversation. This is all I have to say

Thank you, and goodbye.

You all right, Tony?

Yeah, just my mom.

Well, how is Naomi?

I'm doing just fine until I get a hold
of her.

Hello, Roger.

Oh, hello.

I have a special order for you.

Ah, yes.

Very good.

Any contact?

They fear exposure if you try again and
wish to terminate the agreement.

Next time will be different.

They don't want the next time. I always
complete a contract.

Can you build it?

I believe so, yes.

Over what range?

300 feet by silent.

Of course. I suggest a longer lens to
cover?

Yes, and it must pilot all metal
detectors and X -rays.

Resin -based plastic ought to do the
job. However, then this would only be

to chamber one round at a time.

I need honey, Vaughn.

Very good.

Really, Sid? That's great news.

Oh, honey, quick. It's Sid.

You better be good to you, Naomi. Now,
who is this Sid? Oh, it's an old

boyfriend from New York. Hi, Jim.

How are you? Oh, you've been working
out. Give me another hug.

Do you know that my son is brilliant?

Well, he does work pretty hard at
keeping that from me, Naomi.

I'm making you guys some wild Bahamian
stew.

Uh, this wouldn't be the stuff that made
my nose itch for a week, would it? Oh,

no, that was my tofu mince pie. Here,
son.

Pretty good.

Hey, Ma, we got to talk. Oh, isn't it
wonderful, honey?

I think I'd use another word. You didn't
tell Jim, did you? Oh, no, no, no, no.

I'm going to let you tell Jim. Tell me
what? Nothing. It's just a

misunderstanding.

A misunderstanding with your mother? I
refuse to believe that.

I know.

Did everything work out all right with
Sid?

Well, do me a favor, Jim. I got to talk
to my mom confidentially. All right,

I'll be upstairs. Jim, confidentially.

Oh.

I can't do this.

I already told Sid no.

Darling, he's raising your advance to a
quarter of a million dollars.

Mom, I don't think you understand how
serious this is. My thesis is an ongoing

process. I can't believe you sent it to
him. Because you sounded so worried,

like it wasn't any good, and Sid would
give you a boost, maybe give you some

advice, so your second draft would be
better.

This is a perfect example of how you
don't listen to me.

I understand with my heart, Blair.

I'm sorry.

That's what mothers do.

I mean, I never want to hurt you, Blair.
I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Did you read it?

No, no. You told me not to read it. I
didn't read it. Well, maybe if you had,

you would have realized that there is
stuff in there that can get me in a lot

serious trouble.

What kind of trouble? I can't tell you.
That is between me and Jim.

Well, why would it bother Jim?

I think Jim would be so happy that your
work was being published.

Oh, I can pretty much guarantee that he
wouldn't.

Now, you have to promise me you won't do
anything anymore on this.

Well, but suppose that I... No.

All right, Simon, we're just leaving the
apartment now. I'll meet you over at

Bartley's. Mm -hmm.

That guy keeps sharking on Megan the way
he is. She's going to ratify his

contract in a whole new way.

You know what's funny about him leading
the dock workers is? Why don't you have

a few bars here?

He's more like a short shoreman. Oh,
short shoreman. You're the taller one.

That's got to be the gentleman. Can I
just say a little something?

Can you tell us why you decided to
reveal your abilities at this time, sir?

abilities? How did the publication of
Mr. Sandberg's manuscript affect your

with the police department?

Please, tell me you didn't. No, no, no,
I didn't do anything. Look, there must

be some mistake here. I don't know where
you guys got your information from,

but... Your publisher sent us excerpts
from the manuscript.

My what? My publisher? I don't have a
publisher.

Let's hear from the Sentinel himself.

There's nothing here. I have no idea
what you're talking about. Now get that

of here and back off before somebody
loses a toe.

Jim, I can explain.

Chief, do not say anything right now.

I'm telling you, the Sentinel is going
to be the next Celestine prophecy.

Why aren't you saying anything?

There's nothing to say, Chief.

It's all been said.

It's out. It's over. There's no going
back.

I just thought we had an agreement that
I was going to read your thesis first.

We did. Look, I didn't do this.

Right. You didn't write the book.

You didn't put my name all over it. Of
course I did, but I was planning on

changing your name and probably even
mine to protect you. I just hadn't

out a way to do that without
compromising the documentation.

You said that Sid's throwing a lot of
money in your face, right?

Yeah. Just to generate publicity for the
sake of generating publicity without

even having a deal because he wants to,
what, toss it in your face like a

dangling carrot?

Wait a minute, wait a minute. What are
you trying to say? That I was part of

this from the start?

How long have we known each other that
you think that's what I'm about?

Why didn't you say anything about this
last night?

That just looks like guilty conscience
to me.

I thought it was over.

My mom was doing what she thought was
right. She didn't know what it was

How the hell did your mother get her
hands on this in the first place? I

is it just lying around like some coffee
table reading?

Look, don't you try to run some
interrogation on me. You're not going to

some weak spot in me, all right?

Look, I'm not a perp. I'm your friend.

I think you've got a great opportunity
here.

The once -in -a -lifetime play. Go for
the brass ring. Good luck, huh?

This is a picture of the man who's been
contracted to kill you.

So what are you going to do about it?

At this point, the best thing to do is
to keep you locked up until we find him.

The ratification vote is two days away.
Now I've got to hammer this thing out

with each of the locals or it's not
going to fly.

I've got workers' families who are
depending on this benefit package.

and the shippers want to keep the cash
box locked up, but I'm not going to let

my brothers down. I need options.

Well, Captain, we could draw Zeller out
somehow.

She's right.

Babe with brains.

So you're going to need some bait,
right?

I'm up for it. Nobody intimidates me.

It's not our policy to endanger the
people we're trying to protect.

I'm not going to let these guys run me.

I make them dance.

Captain, it is risky, but we have some
control over the area.

You guys throw the party, I'll be there.

The man's a yobbo, but he might just
unite these dock workers.

For what?

That's what Gunderson Shipping is
worried about.

If Bartlett's policies get set, they
lose big time.

Now, Gunderson's been under
investigation by the FBI for extortion

breaking. I wouldn't put a path in to
try to whack this guy.

So, let's throw Bartlett his party.

See if Zeller shows.

This time, let's try not to lose him
through the net.

I think there's something you guys
should know. I tried to put a stop to

the noon news is going to run a story
about Jim and me.

What is this all about, Sandberg?

In the jungles of Peru, his senses were
heightened from prolonged isolation and

the fight for survival.

Now, Detective James Ellison is a
sentinel in the fight against crime,

before others see, sensing what others
can't. According to a Rainier University

anthropologist, it would seem Cascade
has its own super cop whose powers make

him a guardian for us all.

Do you believe that story?

Oh, yes, I do.

Masterpiece of work.

I took the liberty of using a new
titanium alloy, and of course with the

coating, you'll be pleased.

The penetration is quite remarkable.

I know that this situation about my
thesis has got to be really embarrassing

the university.

That's why we asked you here.

But we couldn't be more proud of your
accomplishments.

We only wish you had given us a chance
to read it first.

Please send them in.

We're on a roll. I don't want you to
until...

Mom, what's going on? Uh, uh, Blair,
this is Fit Graham. He flew all the way

from New York. I wanted him to meet with
you alone first, but he... Blair, I'm

determined to publish your book. I can
now offer you $1 million from Berkshire

Publishing, and I've already had
inquiries from several studios for the

rights. A movie, that's, uh, that's
incredible.

There's more, but I agreed to let the TV
crew handle that.

We've been informed that due to the
efforts of your mother, Naomi, the Nobel

Prize Committee is considering your
research for its science award.

Nobel, that's unbelievable.

Excuse me. Mom?

Okay. Mom, this is doing nothing. What?

I did this before you told me not to do
anything. And then all I did was I

talked to Lars when he called.

Who's Lars? Lars. Lars. He's the masseur
for one of the members of the

committee. And then I asked him only
to... Stop, stop, stop. Please, please.

can't hear anymore. Stop. Would you say
you're overwhelmed?

Is this live?

No, we're recording for the 11 o 'clock
tonight. I have nothing to say. Oh,

but... Blair, Blair.

Well, apparently all the unexpected
attention and acclaim has left this

student speechless.

Hey, Jim.

My wife and I went with the ladies
across town. I wonder if you can put

out and tell me what to think about me.

She says her car's too small for her
garage.

Hey, Jim.

Jim, when are you going to start wearing
tights and a cape?

Uh, I don't know. You got something I
can borrow, Peter Pan?

Come on, Jim. Why don't you have a sense
of humor about this whole thing? Joel,

let's just let it go. Give it a rest.

Why are you keeping it from us? Why
don't you just tell us what's going on?

got some work to do, okay? Could you
excuse me?

Okay, buddy.

Hey, Sandberg.

Who's playing you in the Central TV
show?

I know.

Adam Sandler.

Listen, I hear Denzel's playing me. Wait
a minute. Look, there isn't going to be

a TV show, all right? Just a Nobel
Prize.

We're the...

All right, everyone, listen up.

The official line is this is not true.
There is absolutely no proof.

Why am I seeing people standing and not
working?

Is that the official line, Captain?

Are you kidding me?

I have no idea what the official line
is.

Been ducking calls from the brass all
morning.

How do you feel?

All right, so how are we going to play
this?

Do we deny it?

How can we, sir?

It's documented evidence. It's all
written down. I knew this day was gonna

If command thinks I've been lying to
them about my top detective, they're

have us both in Nebraska pounding a
beat. No, no, Captain. You stuck your

out far too many times for me.

And I really appreciate it. I don't want
you involved in this, okay? This is on

me. This is my problem.

So what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna do the only thing I know how
to do, Captain. I'm gonna do my job.

I'm going to start by putting Zeller in
a cage.

All positions report.

You need that thing?

Can't pull radio waves out of thin air,
Mr. Bartley. Can you really do all that

stuff, though? The hearing, seeing,
smelling thing?

Must be a trip.

Why, ask me.

That's a very easy expert.

This is never going to end. He thinks
I've deceived him. And now this crazy

Graham's got to offer up to $3 million.

I mean, that's everything I've dreamed
of.

But it's also my worst nightmare.

It's an extraordinary accomplishment.

But I hate to see what it's doing to you
and Jim.

Look sandy if you know you're doing
what's right, then you can move on with

clear conscience.

I'm so concerned More

pressing

than was before.

I am is probably waiting for somebody to
try and kill him. Maybe get a whole

enterprise winning photo Nobody thought
of selling it

It's partly three starts in five
minutes, Captain.

Well, you better get down there.

On my way.

Spartley, it's time for you to get into
position.

Pardon me.

What are you doing?

Go with him, Fennelberg.

He doesn't want me with him.

I need you with him.

Help him focus.

I'll go.

Babe stays here, though, right?

I might shoot him myself.

All right.

Now. What I want you to do is I want you
to sit in this chair.

Don't you worry about everything.

We have cops outside that are going to
be protecting you at all times.

It's not going to be a problem.

All right.

All set here?

All right, now you know he's not going
to make it easy on you, so you should

probably start by trying to isolate
sounds. I know what to do, Chief.

All right?

I know what to do. You don't have to
quote me chapter and verse. Why don't

save that for your interviews?

And, uh, God's wife.

I think there's something you guys
should know. I tried to put a stop to

but...

That

would have been quite the headache.

So now what?

Now you're in protective custody in a
safe house.

Officially, you're dead. At least until
we wrap this up. Well, we better take

care of it fast. Otherwise, in 24 hours,
I'm going to be dead man talking.

We need you to get into bed now.

That's a body bag.

First class service.

Just in case anyone else is still
watching.

Is this really necessary?

Really? Oh, yes.

Put him in the meat wagon.

It's not funny.

The bullet went through the dummy. This
wall lodged into a filing cabinet across

the room. It's got a Teflon coating.

That'd even investment stop it.

Better get that to Ballistics ASAP.

These Gunderson

files are going to take days to go
through.

Although things might move more quickly
if you two would speak to each other.

There's nothing to say, Connor.

Sandy didn't do this on purpose.

Oh, no?

Hey, Chief, let me ask you something.

How did you intend to protect my
identity and still keep your research

I don't know. Ah, you don't know. That's
a good answer, Chief.

You couldn't have.

You knew that all along and went ahead
and wrote it down anyway. If I was going

to help you understand your abilities, I
had to track your development in a

scientific manner.

And you know that.

What is it?

Connor, we got a 211 in progress.

Okay, please breathe. Don't shoot. Then
don't move.

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

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

You have the right to an attorney.

Hey!

You're that Sentinel guy.

Gun! Whoa, whoa, wait.

It's just a pen.

It's a pen.

I just wanted you to sign my tattoo.

I want the guys back in the joint to
know who took me down.

The Sentinel.

All right.

The Sentinel.

Didn't surprise me to learn, Jim, that
you had this gift.

I always sensed a special energy about
you. Very kind of you, Naomi. Thank you.

I'm just terribly sorry at how all this
has turned out, especially when I see

what's happened to the two of you.

Naomi, I know you were just trying to
help Blair.

You two listen to me. You cannot let
this tear apart your friendship.

Thank you.

Things happen, Naomi.

You know, people change.

You've just got to go with it. This
whole Sentinel thing has just gotten too

of hand.

I can't take this attention. That's not
me.

I just want to go back to the way things
were.

Well, you can't just turn it off.

Sure I can.

There's got to be some way for me to let
them go dormant, some meditation you

can give me or I can find somewhere to
tune out and turn all this off. I'm just

done with it.

That's not who you are.

Well, you tell me who I am, then.

Because I have no idea.

At one point, I had a reputation of
being a pretty decent cop. Now people

at me, and they perceive me as some
goofball comic book character.

People are calling my father and my
brother. They're asking them what it's

to live with the freak.

Now, how would you like that, huh?

If I ever want to go back to being a
good cop and live a simple life, it

going to happen this way.

Your research is done, Chief.

Why don't you just let it go?

Thank you.

Oh, sir, no, there was never any
intention of keeping this from you. I

merely... That's right.

A full report on your desk tomorrow
morning. I'd just like to say that...

That was our boss.

Thinks I kept the Sentinel thing a
secret.

Well, Captain, in actuality, you did.

You're not helping.

Yes, sir.

What are we going to do, Jim?

By tomorrow morning, I have to have a
full report on his desk, and I don't

what I'm going to report.

You know what this means?

Every single case that you worked on is
going to be brought up for review.

That means the board of inquiry, IA, is
going to get involved.

Captain,

before we hear back from the review
board or the brass tells us to go pack

bags, I'd like to go back to things the
way they were before Sandberg, when I

worked alone.

You talked to Blair about this?

It's not his call, Captain. This is my
decision. His ride is over.

I want to go back to being a cop, just a
regular cop.

And with the Sentinel thing hanging over
us, it's always right there, and I'm

tired of it.

I just want out.

Well, maybe that's for the best.

I got this picture back from the rally.

Take a look.

You were that close.

Until your paparazzi got in the way.

Everybody calm.

Can't stop just wait!

How are they?

Doctor says they're in serious
condition.

Yeah, they're going to go into surgery
soon.

I thought you should know that the
bullet is a titanium alloy with a tough

coating, like the one that hit the
dummy.

I figured.

Listen, I'm going to give blood and I'll
get the next shift with Bartley.

Never should have happened like this.

No one was expecting that.

I should have been.

I'm so off my game, Chief, with all this
media crap.

That bullet was meant for me.

Don't block out your senses. This is
when you need him most, and I can help

Take a look at that man.

That happened because of me.

Don't think it's a good idea to be
around me right now.

The only chance that I got of getting
Zoe is if I'm on my own.

The police have subpoenaed all the files
at Gundersen Shipping. They must be

getting close.

Out after you?

Oh, no. But I do have more bad news.

A source of mine at the DA's office,
Jack Bartley, is still alive.

Your bullet -heated dummy, the whole
thing was a setup.

They've got him in a safe house.

But he won't come out until after the
ratification vote.

Oh, I'm caught.

Gundersen doesn't know yet.

They think you succeeded.

Will you ever forgive me for making such
a mess of things?

It's okay, Mom.

We're all going to be fine.

Do you still love me even with all this?

Mom.

Come on, don't be silly.

I'm sorry.

Of course I do.

Always.

We were all doing what we thought was
right, right?

I mean, nothing happens in this universe
randomly. It's all for a reason.

I mean, that's part of what I was
writing about.

I always wondered if my work would ever
amount to anything, and if it's taught

me one thing, it's taught me that Jim
was right.

I got it all. I got it all right here.

The brass ring.

And now I know what to do.

So why don't you go call Sid?

Okay, sweetie.

Yeah?

Roger Haver.

He owns that hobby shop.

Got a tip that Zella's gonna meet him
here around 3 o 'clock.

Nearly 3 now.

Where'd you get the tip?

Anonymous. The word is that Haver's got
a sideline business.

Building made -to -order weapons.

Hmm. Maybe that tip was meant to draw a
count, like we did with Zella.

There's our boy now.

So what do you think?

Do we take him down, or call for backup?

If he wants to play, let the game begin.

Could be a day or two before we get a
positive ID.

You know, you don't walk away from an
explosion like that.

It's got to be Zeller.

You know Roger Haber's missing, too?

What do you think, Haber took Zeller out
of the play to cut his links to

Gunderson? Took the dough from the hit
and is on permanent vacation somewhere.

Hey, guys, Sandberg's on TV giving some
kind of press conference.

Now we're going on.

Hi. Thank you all for coming. I just
have a short speech prepared here.

In our media -informed culture, a
scientist receives validation by having

her work published.

And after years of research, there is
great personal satisfaction when that

is reached.

However, my desire to impress both my
peers and the world at large drove me to

an immoral and unethical act.

My thesis that Sentinel is a fraud.

While my paper does quote ancient source
material, the documentation proving

that James Ellison actually possesses

hypersenses is fraudulent.

Looking back, I can't even say that it's
a good piece of fiction.

I apologize for this deception, and my
only hope is that I can be forgiven for

the pain I've caused those that are
close to me. Thank you.

You've embarrassed this university for
the last time. I want your office

out by Friday.

What's this all about?

He refuses to stay in the safe house.
Well, I heard you blew up my assassin.

It's not been confirmed yet.

Well, it's enough confirmation for me.
I'm not going to sit on this story.

I was dead.

Now I'm alive and the people got to know
before the vote. We called a press

conference and a rally for 8 o 'clock.

No, no, no. I'm sorry. We can't let you
do that. We don't need your permission.

We've already got it from the
commissioner and the mayor.

I out -hoffered Hoffa.

Who wouldn't vote for that?

The surgery went well.

The bullet missed major organs on both
of them.

Said they can leave in about a week or
two.

Thank God.

So I heard you guys probably got Zeller.

I know.

Somebody probably got him.

We still got Bartley to contend with. I
don't know which one's worse.

I saw your press conference.

I am. You saw that?

Well, you were right. I mean, I don't
know what I was expecting to do with it.

I mean, where did I get off on? You were
out for three years pretending I was a

cop, right?

This self -deprecation doesn't suit you,
you know.

He might have been just an observer.

But you're the best cop I've ever met.

You're the best partner I could have
ever asked for.

You've been a great friend. You pulled
me through some pretty weird stuff.

You ready to get busy?

Al, give me that latest memo from the
East Bay local. Come on.

You want to tell me when to get the
captain's office back? He said he just

wanted to use the phone.

I said just about the time his rally
starts.

Nah, spotlight, you moron. I want Klieg
lights and some fireworks. How about

some of that old red, white, and blue?

Yeah? Yeah? So we do it without a
permit.

Over the bay. Who cares?

Now, is it just the acoustics in that
room, or does everybody behind that desk

automatically get loud?

Ellison.

You sure about that?

All right, thanks.

That was the coroner's office.

We got a positive ID on the body at the
hobby shop.

His name was Roger Haber. He was the
owner.

I'll tell you what. I volunteer not to
be the one to tell Bartley his rally's

off. That'll be me.

Get him.

Mr. Bartley, we have confirmation that
Klaus is still there.

Might be time for you to consider
another career.

Jim.

Jim, you all right?

Yeah. Oh,

I'm all right.

Zell, I went over the edge.

Yeah, no kidding.

No, I mean you went over... Give me a
hand.

We're going to pull them up or knock
them off.

What you up to, man?

I'm taking a last look around.

Last look? You going somewhere?

Yeah.

I cleaned out my desk over at Rainier. I
thought I'd do the same thing here.

I'm a fraud, man.

I don't think Simon's going to want me
hanging around.

That is not your office.

Hey, Simon, they let you out?

No, they threw him out.

They didn't throw me out. They said I
was too cantankerous. You know.

Mom.

What are you doing here? Never missed
this occasion, darling.

I know it's great. Everybody's safe.

That's not exactly why we asked your mom
here.

I understand you gave up your job at the
university, and I saw you over there

about. So we decided you needed to do
something to keep you under control.

You're finished in this department,
Chief.

I sort of figured that.

As an observer.

What is this? This is a detective badge.
What's going on?

I don't deserve this.

No, you don't.

At least not until you go to the police
academy and complete firearms training.

And if you do, Detective Ellison is
looking for a permanent official

Yeah?

So, uh...

Does this mean a paycheck?

Can you say back rent?

What do you say? Say something, Sandy.

I'm still not cutting my hair.

I'm not going to do it. That's what you
think.

They're going to love you at the
academy.

Captain, I'm going to make a little
Blair skin rug for you. What are you

about? You're not going to stop me.
You've got to go down to the woods.