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( buzzing)

D Got to get up

D Got to get up

J1 Got to get home

J1 Before the morning comes

J1 What if I'm late

D Got to be good

J1 Got to get home

D Before the sun comes up

D Up and away

J1 Got a big day

J1 Sorry I can't stay

J1 I got to run, run, yeah

J1 Got to get home

J1 Pick up the phone

J1 Got to let the people know I'm going to be late

J1 There was a time when we could dance

J1 Until a quarter to 10

J1 We never thought it would end

J1 We never thought it would end

J1 We used to carry on and drink

J1 And do the rock and roll

J1 We never thought we'd get older

J1 We never thought it'd grow cold

(shower pipes rattle)

- Damn it!

(QFOans)

Wonderful.

(panting)

(blows bubbles)

(upbeat music with saxophone)

(phone rings)

- Hooperman.

“My me?

What about Bobo?

Yeah, yeah, okay.

I'm on my way.

But I'm only going to talk to him through the window.

- What are we supposed to do?

Take a bath in the toilet?

(knocks on door)

Estelle, it's me, Harry.

- Oh, Harry--

- Here's your rent.

The pipes are down again.

You ought to sue.

- I know, I know.

I called the plumber already.

- Bijoux, will you stop?

- Okay, now come on.

Come on, your breakfast is getting cold.

- No, I can't.

I got to talk a jumper off a ledge.

How about dinner and a movie tonight?

- Oh, maybe.

If I don't have a better offer.

- Love you.

You, I can't stand.

- Ooh.

Be careful.

- I'll try.

(upbeat music)

(sirens blaring)

(crowd yelling)

- Morning, Harry.

- Hey GUYS-

How's it going?

- Hi.

- Is he coming in?

- No.

- What's his story?

- Kid's name is Roger Bayshore.

He's about 16.

Says life's not worth living.

You tell me.

- Jeez, that's a narrow ledge.

- We've been trying to talk to him from in here.

No go.

- Hey, Roger.

Roger Bayshore?

Harry Hooperman, SFPD.

- Go to hell.

- Go to hell.

- I heard.

- V\fish me luck.

Oh god.

(crowd yelling)

- Whatever you do, don't look down.

- Oh god.

(Pants)

(crowd yelling)

Look Roger, I hate this.

- Then turn around and go back.

- I can't, my hands are stuck.

- V\/hat's the matter?

Scared?

- I am scared to death.

I want to talk to you, and I think

maybe you want to talk to me.

But I got to get back in that room.

- Then go.

Nothing you say is going to change my mind anyway.

- Roger, wait a minute, wait a minute.

(crowd cheering)

Hold on, hold on, hold on, wait.

Just wait.

Hang on a sec.

Check it out, Roger.

This is you before.

(crowd cheering)

And after.

(crowd yelling)

- You know, Harry, one of these days,

you're liable to kill someone with that watermelon gag.

-7lto12, 7l to 12.

A hanging at a laundry.

502 Mung Street' Bebe.

See a Mr. Lang.

- Five, I'll get you 10 your wacko

goes off the Bay Bridge tomorrow.

- He's a good kid, he'll be all right.

- Someone wants to jump, you let them jump.

- Don't ever change, Bobo.

- Under this drab blue uniform, I am wearing

a flimsy, silk teddy.

Does that make you hot?

- No.

- Not even a little?

- Mo, if I were not of the gay persuasion,

I'm sure that I would be very attracted to you.

- What if you had to?

Could you do it with a woman?

- Come on.

- Other people have.

- Well, I am not other people.

I'm me, okay?

And me is totally happy being who and what I am.

All right?

- All right.

- Good.

What if we just got naked, you know, and like,

talked about it.

(chuckles)

- Morning, Captain.

- Where's Hooperman'?

- Right there.

- Morning, Captain.

- What's this about your unit being burglarized'?

- Smashed the window, radio's gone.

- You are not authorized to take home a field unit.

- My car's in the shop, Captain.

- Well then take a bus.

And turn on the fans, it's hot as hell in here.

This place is like a sauna.

(laughing)

I heard that, Hooperman.

- I didn't say a word.

- You don't like me, do you, Inspector?

- Yes, ma'am.

Of course I do.

- Watch your step.

Nobody likes a smart ass.

- V\/hat's with her?

- All units.

Gangs, chains, and knives.

See to corner of Harbor and Fifth.

That's Harbor and Fifth.

Chains and knives.

Harbor and Fifth, chains and knives.

It has kind of a ring, doesn't it?

What are you again, Harry?

Libra?

- Virgo.

- Virgo.

Mercury is retrograde, so be cautious in money matters.

And don't do anything reckless today.

- I appreciate the input.

McNeil around?

- No, he's on a homicide.

In fact, you live on Columbus Street, don't you?

- Yeah.

- 633, is that anywhere near you?

- Oh god.

- Apartment one.

(intense music)

(sirens blaring)

(mumbling)

- I called you at the station about 10 minutes ago.

You'd already left.

- She had half a dozen looks on her doon

- As far as we can tell, she went out grocery shopping.

When she unlocked the door, the perpetrator

pushed her inside the apartment.

He...

He killed her.

Took some money, probably some other stuff, and he fled.

She's got to go downtown for an autopsy, Harry.

- I want to see her.

- No, you don't.

Go on, guys.

- Somebody's got to ID her.

- She matches the photo, Harry.

- [Man] All right people, there's nothing here to see.

Come on.

- She was like a mom to me, Clarence.

I loved this woman.

She made breakfast for me every single--

The dog, where's the dog?

- We had to lock him in the bathroom.

He bit Jerry Gross in the ankle.

(sighs)

(dog whimpers)

Hey, Bijoux.

Come here.

(Qrowls)

Good doggy.

Come here.

(barks and growls)

Okay, okay, forget it.

- Harry, have you seen this?

- Seen what?

- Her will.

They found it in her sweater drawer.

There's good news and there's bad news.

The good news is, she left you this building.

- This building?

_ Yep-

The bad news is, she also left you that dog.

(barks)

- [Betty] One Mary nine, one Mary nine.

Family dispute.

- No, I've only had the ad in the paper since yesterday.

Yes, on Columbus.

Uh huh.

The job pays 100 dollars a week plus street level

one bedroom, rent free.

How's your plumbing?

No, I'm not referencing your internal organs.

I'm trying to find out if you have any skills

in that area.

Uh, could you hold the phone for just a sec?

Thanks.

Hooperman.

Man power reports?

I what?

Uh, right, yeah.

Listen, I'm on the home stretch with them.

Why don't you give me until noon or so, okay?

Fine, bye.

Hang on, we'll put someone on who can meet your demands.

Bobo, you want to pick up line five?

We got a guy who says he's holding hostages.

- You called SWAT?

- No, he also says he's calling from Boston

in the year 2060.

- Are you still there?

Listen, Miss, Miss Smith.

How about if you come over Friday night around seven?

All right, thank you.

Bye.

- Hooperman.

- Captain.

- In my office.

And bring tissues.

- Oh no.

I'm sorry, Captain.

- Sorry?

- Oh great.

- You bring that flea bitten mongrel into my squad room.

It uses my office as its personal lavatory,

and all you can say is you're sorry?

- Come here, Bijoux.

The dog is expressing grief over a loved one

in the only way it knows how.

- That's a load of...

That.

- Yes ma'am.

- What?

- Let's go.

Come on, come on.

- [Betty] Please contact the mission station

with that tally count.

- I had an x-rated dream about you last night.

Do you want to hear?

- I don't think so.

- You know what a wet willy is?

- No, I don't know.

- I can rotate you 180 degrees, Silardi.

Just give me a chance.

You'll never look at another man again.

- [Betty] 2l to seven.

Man with an ax at downtown deli.

Oh, hi Joe.

See the manager there.

Sure, call me later.

(barking)

- VWI you relax?

- Would you please with the dog?

- What do you want me to do?

Tie him up in the street?

- Yeah.

- Bijoux, come here.

Hey Bijoux, what are you doing?

Get back here.

Bijoux.

That is not good for your neck.

(barking)

Bijoux wait, come here.

(barking)

V\/hat's the matter with you?

Come here you little.

Bijoux, what's--

(barking)

(chuckles)

Whose pe rp is this?

- It's mine, residential burglary.

(barking)

- Clarence.

" Huh?

- Clarence.

We got the guy who killed Estelle.

- Oh yeah, we know this?

He confessed?

- He's been made by an eyewitness.

- Who's the eyewitness?

- Him.

- Ham'-

- Listen, Clarence.

Clarence, wait, wait a minute.

Listen.

He was in the apartment when it took place.

The minute he saw this guy in the lock up, he went crazy.

Call Judge Shindler.

You got to get a search warrant.

- Harry, please.

That's a dog.

- Look, I'm telling you.

- A sworn testimony out of a dog is not probable cause

for a warrant.

- The guy's in custody on another burglary.

- Harry, that is still not probable cause.

What about a gun?

Did they arrest him with a gun?

- No gun.

- No gun.

- So it must be at his apartment.

That's why we need the warrant.

- Harry, dogs are not reliable informants.

- It's been four days.

You already told me you got absolutely nothing

but a couple of lousy slugs from a 45, which,

without the weapon, are worthless.

So with all due respect Clarence,

that individual killed Estelle.

And all I have to do is get in his apartment--

- Harry, this is my case.

- Clarence.

- Back off.

- You know your trouble, Hooperman?

- What?

- You're a liberal, snot-nosed, civil service lifer.

- That was just a lucky guess, Pritzger.

- The name of the informant, I can't read this.

- Bijoux.

- B, initial B?

- Yes, Your Honor.

Last name Joux, J-O-U-X, NMN.

- NMN?

- No middle name.

- Was this Mr. Joux known to you previously?

- For over five years, Your Honor.

- Under the circumstances, I find

Mr. Joux to be a reliable informant.

- You must be out of your mind.

A Mr. B. Joux.

Why not a Mr. OI' Yeller?

Or Mr. R. Tin Tin?

- That wouldn't be telling him the truth.

I told him the truth, Clarence.

- You told Judge Shindler that your informant was a dog?

- That's the one part I left out.

Hello, look at this.

- Harry, you are seriously screwing up my case.

- You didn't have a case, Clarence.

Clarence.

A 45.

- Oh, yes indeed.

- 5-19-34.

Estelle and Bernard.

- And what did you do after you concluded your

search of the defendant's apartment,

Inspector Hooperman?

- I put the gun and the locket in the evidence,

then I returned to the precinct,

where I placed Mr. Krips under arrest for the

murder of Estelle Metzler.

- Thank you.

I've nothing further at this time.

- [Judge] Miss Shuman.

- Inspector Hooperman, you testified that you

had a warrant to search the premises of the defendant.

- Yes, I did.

- And you listed an informant on that warrant.

Is this Joux in court today?

- Objection to the racial characterization.

- That's his name, not his religion.

Correct, Inspector?

- Actually, I have no personal knowledge

regarding his religious beliefs.

- Your Honor, I move to compel Mr. Joux's

presence in court so that I can cross-examine him

as probable cause for issuance of the search warrant.

- He can't come to court.

- Then I move to invalidate the warrant

due to the unavailability of the witness.

- Your Honor, if I may.

It's obvious we're talking a confidential informant who,

for reasons of personal safety, cannot appear in court.

- This is a very serious case, Mr. Kimble.

And the court will need more than a bald

desertionist to potential danger.

In what way would Mr. Joux be in danger

if he should testify in court, Inspector?

- It's not exactly a matter of danger, Your Honor.

- Then what?

- He's a canine, Your Honor.

'A dog?

- He was in the apartment when Mrs. Metzler

was murdered, Your Honor.

And the minute he saw the defendant,

he recognized him immediately,

which he indicated to me by non-verbal communication.

Then of course, our finding the gun

and the stolen property substantiated his ID.

- Your Honor, this is outrageous.

- Did you know this, Mr. Kimble?

- No, I didn't.

- [Judge] Motioned.

- I move for dismissal on the grounds of an

illegally obtained warrant, an illegal search

and seizure incident thereto.

- If you have nothing--

- Your Honor, wait a minute.

- No, you wait a minute.

You screwed up this case, Hooperman, not me.

- Maybe I cut a corner I shouldn't have, maybe.

But as a cop and as a citizen, I am damn sick and tired

of seeing scum like him get away with murder.

- Hey, Your Honor, you going to let him

get away with that?

- You're close to doing jail time for contempt, Inspector.

- Oh great, great.

I go to jail for expressing moral outrage

and he walks for killing Estelle Metzler.

- Your Honor, this is out of line.

- You're a stone killer!

- Don't say that in my face.

- [Judge] That's enough.

- I know it, you know it, the judge knows it,

the dog knows it.

That man killed Estelle Metzler.

- Yeah?

I should have killed the dog, too.

(soft music)

- The water went out again.

- Yeah?

- Like that's some sort of surprise, Mr. Slum Lord?

- Would you give me a chance?

I told you, as soon as I get a new building manager,

we'll get this place back into shape.

- And what about painting?

Estelle promised me new paint.

- She promised me new carpet.

- And don't even think about raising the rents.

I had an oral contract with her.

- After that, we can talk about a wine cellar.

- Excuse me.

Mr. Hooperman?

- Who's asking?

- Susan Smith is asking.

I'm here about the ad.

- Oh right, yes.

Excuse me.

Come with me.

- It's very nice.

- Yeah, for people who don't like water.

Have you got any tools?

- In my car.

- Well, if you can fix that, the job is yours.

- Is the water main in front?

- Sure, I guess.

I don't know.

Sure.

(soft music)

(dog whimpers)

Hey.

What's wrong?

Come here.

I know, I miss her too.

(soft music)

Well, thanks a whole lot, Estelle.

I really appreciate you getting yourself killed

because I really love being a landlord and this

D-O-G and I are a match made--

(Cries)

(Water pours)

(upbeat music)