All language subtitles for Hooperman - S01E04 Aria da Capo

(siren blaring)

- Cora Donnelly.

- Where'd it happen?

- In the can.

- Miss Donnelly, I'm Inspector
Hooperman,

San Francisco Police.

Can you tell me what happened?

- I had to use the phone.

The bartender said it was in the back.

Now, I work in Daily City,

and my daughter goes to day camp,

I was late picking her up.

So, I wanted to call
and say, "Don't panic,

"I'm on the way."

I'm in the back dialing and then there
was

this arm around my neck

and he pulled me into the men's room.

And that's when he...

And I scratched him right across his
face,

and then he started to beat me.

And then he beat me and he raped
me,

and all the time whispered
weird, sick things!

- It's over now.

We're gonna take you to the hospital
now

and take very good care of you.

- We have to go now.

It'll be okay, Miss Donnelly.

- I want this guy.

(upbeat music with saxophone)

- [Radio] We have an update on that
261

male Caucasian, 30 to 35 years old,

approximately five foot 11 ,

brown hair, brown eyes, grayish
sport coat, dark slacks.

He is now reported as drunk, face
may show

deep scratches.

- Jerk!

- [Hooperman] This is five George 35

requesting 1025, two units
Broadway Alley and Columbus.

- [Woman] Don't push me, jerk!

Don't push me, man!

You lay off, you let go of me, man!

- Police!

Stay where you are!

- Hey, look out, girls,

you gonna get busted, look out.

Was it something I said?

- You two move away from him.

Put your hands on your
head, turn around, now!

- Just don't get excited, okay?

It is about that broad
back at the bar, right?

She was hot.

Wouldn't mind a few more rounds with
her.

(laughs)

- [Man] Captain's office is this way.

- Now, you tell me if any
of these men look familiar.

- This dude.

Him,

and him.

Wow,

him too.

- Hold it.

You just pointed out four guys.

You said one man entered
your shop and robbed you.

Are any of these four that man?

- No,

they just look sort of familiar.

That's what you asked me, right?

- [Woman] Sergeant Dover?

- You wanna try this for a while?

Peace.

He's all yours.

- Let's see what's on page number
two.

- Hey, what's his name,
this guy over here?

Hey, officer, hey!

- That's inspector.

Inspector Hooperman.

What do you want, cesspool?

- That's Suspido.

- Only to you.

- Gimme my watch back.

It's an expensive piece, I don't trust
any

of you bums.

Hey, it don't matter, you know,

I'm gonna be outta here before
you finish the paperwork.

Say, did my little
number from the bar call?

Do me a favor, will you?

Tell her I'm free tonight.

- He's trying to goad us
into bouncing him around.

Somebody tell him it's not working.

- I don't know, it's working with me.

- Hooperman, in my office.

- Hey you, hey, hey,

hey, sweetcakes!

Yo!

I told ya, I'm outta here.

- Over my dead body.

- Inspector Hooperman,
this is Mister Chapel.

Mister Chapel is with
the justice department.

- Sir.

- It seems you're a purpose under

the Federal Witness Protection
Program.

He was under guard but he managed

to walk away from his hotel.

- The relevant part, captain.

- What does that mean?

- It means kick him.

- Suspido?

He's an animal!

This creep beat and raped
a woman and admitted it.

He's out there flaunting
it and you're saying,

what, he's got some sort of immunity?

- Michael Suspido was a chauffeur

for some very bad guys.

He has a song to sing
for a Federal Grand Jury

four days from the day,

about four major wise guys who were

into prostitution, gambling and drugs.

- Captain, this is nuts.

- After he testifies, he goes
underground.

We give him a new name, a new
identity,

a new city, a new life.

- Great, why don't you
just rig the lottery

and let him win the big spin?

You guys had him in custody!

- Protective custody.

- Whatever you call it, you had him

and you let him walk away and a
woman

was savaged and won't ever be the
same!

How about her?

Is she gonna get a new life,

is there some sort of
form she can fill out?

- Hooperman, that's enough.

- I already called her at the hospital,

I told her we got the guy.

What do I tell her now?

- I don't know.

I suppose you lie.

- Look, I don't like it
any better than you do,

but we don't have a choice,

so let's just get it over with.

And Hooperman?

V\fithout paperwork.

- Silardi, open the cage.

- Right, right.

Wait a minute, no,

I want sweetcakes to open it.

- Don't push it, Mister Suspido.

- Count your blessings.

- Mister Suspido?

- Keep up the good work, boys!

I know I sleep better at night.

- Harry!

- No, no!

- [Suspido] What do you want?

What do you want, come on!

- Get him outta here, now!

(knocking)

- [Smith] Come in, it's open.

- [Hooperman] Are you out of your
mind?

- From time to time.

- Do you have any conception
of what's going on

out there in the streets?

- Right now or in general?

- Your door was unlocked!

"Come in," you said, "It's open."

I just knocked, I didn't
say, "It's me, Hooperman."

Anyone could've come
in here and robbed you,

beaten you and,

there are a lot of crazos loose out
there.

- You forget I have Bijou during the
day.

- Oh, Bijou, the killer watchdog.

Right, a lot of good he did Estelle.

Estelle, my ex landlord, she was
murdered

in this apartment, murdered by

some vicious, junked out psychopath.

- Oh, boy.

You really know how to walk
in and light up a place.

- You know, you can't just walk around

thinking everything is beautiful

and it's never gonna happen to you

because it doesn't...

What are you doing?

- I'm making you a tranquilizer,

hot chocolate.

You feel better?

- Yeah, it just was a ugly day

and I'm sorry I took it out on you.

- Oh, I can imagine how grim your
work is,

but, you can't let it consume you,

there has to be a positive balance.

- [Hooperman] You're right, you're
right.

- That's why I put Johnny
Big aside for a few days.

I've been writing poetry.

- Poetry?

That's great!

You know, I read a lot of poetry,

well, I used to in college,
comparative literature.

At first I thought, "Comp
lit, another lit course?"

But you know, then I ended up

actually enjoying it.

Is that your poem?

- Yes.

- [Hoopermen] Well, let's hear it!

Come on, come on, let's hear the
poem.

- No, I couldn't, I mean, Johnny Big

is one thing, okay, short stories,

but, my poetry,

it's too intimate, I couldn't.

- Come on, listen, after today I could
use

a little spiritual tonic.

Besides, it just me, Hooperman and
Bijoux.

- Well, okay.

"Oh, burning sun, oh, twinkling stars,

"oh, pregnant moon,

"look down on this world
filled with lonely girls

"and torn paper that swirls along

"the empty streets and alleys.

"Yesterday's kisses ain't news.

"In the alleys, homeless tramps

"light fires warming their shredding

"derelict bodies."

- You know, that's really kind of--

- [Smith] "Dusty and dirty.

"Beside the golden door
their lamp and ash can

"shadows.

"There's no perfume in their nights

"for what they hunger for.

"Death is their lover,

"and the grave,

"their only sex."

- [Mrs Donnelly] Inspector
Hooperman?

- Oh, Mrs. Donnelly, I was
just going to call you.

Here, sit down, would
you like some coffee or--

- Oh, no, no, I just came by to thank
you

for, well, your kindness that day

and all your calls to the hospital.

You know, when you go
through something like this

you wonder what people
will think about you.

Well, your concern has reassured me

that, you know, after
that, I'm still a person,

I'm still special.

- I'm glad you feel better.

- Yeah, and I want to assure you,

I will testify.

I know a lot of people are afraid,

I am too,

but I'll be there.

- Mrs. Donnelly.

As it turns out, we
thought we had a suspect,

but we had to let him go.

- I don't understand.

- The truth is,

we arrested the wrong man,

and I'm sorry I got your hopes up.

- You mean, the man who
raped me is still out there?

- I'm afraid so.

- [Mrs Donnelly] Oh, God.

What am I gonna do?

No, he knows I can identify him.

What if he comes looking for me?

I have a daughter.

- We are doing everything we can,
ma'am.

- Inspector Hooperman, I'm scared.

Don't let go of this, please, help me.

- I promise.

- Give me Harvey in the vicinity,
Harvey,

we have a code for him at 801.

Male Asian in custody, probably 800.

- I can't believe I'm
capable of lying like that.

God, I hate myself.

- Inspectors McNeil. Pritzger,
Hooperman,

in my office.

The Grand Jury convenes tomorrow.

The justice people have been
moving their prize witness

from hotel to hotel,
different parts of the city

trying to keep him alive.

- Why?

- We're not gonna like this are we?

- The Justice Department Task
Force is high visibility.

We've decided to use
that to their advantage.

There's a big contract out on Suspido.

- Every button man he
sees here must be in town.

- That's what they figure.

Their agents are acting as decoys.

They're locked up in
hotels all over the city

hoping to take the heat
off the real location.

Golden Gate is pulling two shifts now

and we're next.

- It's their case, their jurisdiction,

their witness, that
makes him their problem.

- I'm sure somebody's
already had that argument

with them and lost.

We're next, that's it.

They're keeping the hotel classified,

we won't know where till the last
minute.

And there's one more thing.

The witness is to be
addressed as Mister Suspido.

Hooperman!

- I got it, Mister Suspido.

- [Reporter] Meanwhile, deciding
the new federal statutes,

Judge Allenby has again
refused to grant bail

to the four refuted mob
king pins in custody.

The Organized Crime Task
Force will not comment,

but Channel Three has learned that

their chief witness who
was scheduled to testify

before tomorrow's Grand Jury is not

in Sacramento as previously reported,

but under heavy guard right here

somewhere in the city.

That's it's for Newsbeat.

- Some heavy guard I got.

You bums are supposed to tell me

to keep away from the windows.

- Keep away from the windows.

(knocking)

It's Hooperman.

- [Suspido] Well, you better make
sure.

- I checked this whole place out.

Whoever picked it has a
weird concept of security.

Muppets could knock over this motel.

- That's what I kept telling them,

the place is a toilet.

Last night they had me the Fairmont,

it was beautiful.

They had chandeliers in
the ceiling and everything.

This dump you can't even get room
service.

- Well, why don't you fill out one

of their questionnaires under
complaints?

- You know what they do have?

Did you spot that babe
down at the front desk?

You ought to invite her up

and party a little, you know.

- God.

- V\/hat's the matter?

That stuff makes you queasy, Mister
Yuppy?

You still got a bleeding
heart for that honey

back at the bar, right?

Oh, you do.

\/\/ant me to give you a play by play?

- You're not gonna do it to me,
Suspido.

- Ah.

- Mister Suspido.

- Let me play, I'm going bananas in
here.

Come on, I wanna play!

- We have to protect your life,

but we do not have to play with you.

- You know, you cheese balls make
me sick!

With your 10 badges and your toy
pieces.

I know guys heavyweights,
they would ace you all

just for the practice.

- Remember the Half Moon Hotel?

The witness there regarding
what was the guy's name?

- Rellas.

- Yeah, we hung him with neckties

and made it look like a suicide.

- Yeah, remember, it wasn't neckties.

- [McNeil] Sure it was.

- No, don't you remember?

They said they found him
in the bathtub, drowned.

They blamed him on the sleeping pills.

- You guys don't know squat.

I remember about the Half Moon
Hotel.

They threw the canary out
the window, 16 floors.

And the officers who were guarding
him

just got a slap on the hand.

- What do you figure it is
from here to the courtyard?

- Second floor, it's only 20 feet.

- Alright, alright,
alright, come on, come on.

Why don't you try it, big talkers?

None of you girl scouts got the guts.

- Please stay away from
the window, Mister Suspido,

snipers.

(knocking)

- Get back and stay against the wall.

It's dinner.

- Hooperman?

- Yeah.

12.50.

- I got it.

- Hey!

- The pizza's cold.

- Take it easy, man, cold pizza's okay.

- Why doesn't it smell?

- How would I know?

- [Hooperman] Get in here.

- Hey, hey, hey, I only
carry 20 in change,

you can have it all.

- [Pritzger] V\/hat's up, Hoop?

- Open it.

Come on.

Open the box, show us the cold pizza

that doesn't smell like pizza.

Okay,

I'll open it.

- Don't.

It's wired.

Look, what do you want from me?

I told you, the guy gave me 10 bucks

to deliver the pizza.

- [McNeil] Then how did
you know it was a bomb?

Don't play us for chumps!

Now, that's a big mistake!

- Hey, hey, there's no
need to raise our voices.

He obviously knows we're not
chumps, don't you, Jimmy?

Okay, let's be honest.

You just stepped into a
major pile of wet brownies,

but you know that.

You're looking at attempted murder

of three police officers, cops, Jimmy.

The system hates that,
makes us very cranky.

And there's that poor
delivery man you clocked,

he's not your biggest fan.

Plus, you blew a mob hit.

So, we can assume the
bad guys are taking you

off their Christmas list,

I don't know, we seem
to be your only friends.

- What do you want me to say?

- If you have any information that

a Federal Grand Jury would
be interested in hearing,

I could probably parlay that
into a good deal for ya.

- On the other hand, we can always

spread the word that you
spilled your guts to us.

First day in the joint,
you can look forward

to an ice pick in your ribs.

- Well, I don't know if I'd go that far,

but he would.

See, that's the kind of
hair pin he is, Jimmy.

- I ain't promising nothing.

But, what kind of deal?

- Jimmy, I'm proud of you.

The truth is your man was
only a low level soldier,

a driver who overheard bits
and pieces of mob action.

Now, my Mister Pizza is close to the
top.

He knows names, he knows dates,

he's admitted to 14 hits and this is just

our first dance.

- V\/hat's the bottom line?

- You take our man, the
DA scratches the ADW

and the attempted murder.

- And what do you want?

- Three guesses.

- Hey, my man, what's going on?

These jokers don't tell me nothing.

- I'm your man now, Suspido.

- [Suspido] Eduardo, what's the deal?

- We'll be in touch.

_ Hey, hey!

- Never get involved with
the justice department,

they'll break your heart.

- Hooperman, get it over
with and get him outta here,

he's stinking up my station.

- [Hooperman] Carmine Suspido,

I'm now placing you under arrest

for violations of section
220, 240, 261, 288A

and 286 of the California penal code.

- No, you're crazy, I'm a federal
witness,

I got protection!

- Not anymore.

By the way, thank you for
confessing so publicly

and so comprehensibly to the rape
charge.

We don't often get help
like that, we appreciate it.

Now, I'm sure you know this next part,
so,

feel free to sing along.

You have the right to remain silent.

- Hooperman, wait!

Good job with the Suspido thing.

- Thanks, captain.

- You don't know what a relief it was

having that one end right.

Personally, I thought it was hopeless.

- I did too, but we got lucky.

I haven't lost so much
sleep over a case in years.

The worst part was having
to lie to the victim.

I could see it tearing her apart.

- Why don't you do yourself a favor?

Go call her now.

That way both of you will
get a good night sleep.

- You're right.

You know, I,

I know it's probably going to sound

like one of those New
Years promises you make

and break the next day,

but I am never lying to anyone ever
again.

I mean it, never.

(knocking)

- Who is it?

- [Hooperman] I've come for the mutt.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Come on in for a minute.

Oh, Hooperman, you have been
avoiding me.

Does it have anything to
do with the other night?

My poem?

Look, I know, the only
way to grow as an artist

is if the feedback is truthful.

I want the truth.

- The truth?

Fair enough.

Well, I thought it brought out

the whole urban angst thing,

and that's a good thing
to bring out, poetically

in a poem.

- Uh huh.

- Well, the metaphors,

I thought there were a lot of them,

and that's what you need in
that kind of piece, isn't it?

- What about imagery?

- That too, I felt there
was plenty of that.

- I'll get the dog.

- [Hooperman] What?

Are you upset because
I gave you my opinion?

- That was not an opinion,

that was a tap dance
worthy of Fred Astaire!

What you really said is my poem
stinks.

- That's just your opinion of my
opinion.

Truthfully, I felt that some parts

were better than others.

Did you read me the whole thing?

- You know what the problem today
is?

The problem today is
everybody is a critic,

everybody who can read
thinks he can write.

- Now, hold on, just a second--

- You know what you are?

You are a nay sayer.

If I listened to Philistines like you,

I would start writing for the
lowest common denominator.

Do me a favor.

- What?

- Just leave,

please!

- Well, I didn't lie,
you gotta admit that.

She called me a Philistine.

Do I strike you as a Philistine?

Why am I asking you?

You're probably on her side.

Why do I talk to you?

Oh, my God, I've turned into a pet
owner.

Never thought it would happen.

One of those sad little
people who sit around

talking to their poodle.

(upbeat saxophone music)