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Why you running, Frank?

You don't wanna play with us?

I know a game,
but we need another player.

It's called pound the hillbilly.

Mom!

Mom, help!

Mom... help!

Mommy, not coming, little
Frankie.

- What about your daddy?
- Doesn't have one.

I do have a father.

Fight, Frank.

Fight.

Mom!

Thanks, Corky.

Good boy.

Who did you piss off this time?

I get my face smashed in
and it's my fault?

I called for you.

I had the radio on.

- Corky heard me.
- Dogs have better hearing.

Frank.

Life is tough.

Sometimes there's nobody there
to help you.

Corky.

Dad?

Dad!

Hey, Corky.

Hey, Frank.

- Ow, ow, ow.
- Ooh, what's the matter?

What happened?

Trouble at school.

Hey, you should see
the other kids.

Yeah, well,
does you mother know?

Where is her ladyship?

Think she'll be happy to see me?

Yeah.

What are you doing here?

Well, I just came to see
your beautiful smile.

- What do you want?
- I want to see my son.

Well, you just saw him,
now leave.

Come on, Frank, let's go inside.

- Let's go inside!
- No!

Frank is gonna stay right here.

Give us a chance
to catch up, okay, son?

Sure, Pop.

How the hell did you find us?

Well you're not exactly
Miss Inconspicuous.

I told you to leave.

And I'm telling you the judge
ordered you to stay in Chicago

and to notify the court
and or me

if you intended to leave.

Well the judge only knows
the law,

but I know what's best
for my son.

To raise him without his father?

I only married you out of pity.

A promise I made to my mother
on her death bed.

God knows what she ever saw
in you.

I know you never wanted me.

But I also know
that you never wanted him.

You just don't want me
to have him.

Get the hell out!

I love that boy.

Something that you'll
never understand.

So you can runaway, hide,

and whatever your deranged
mind can think up,

but I promise you this,

that if I can't see my son,

the judge hears
you skipped town,

and I get full custody.

Fine!

Fine.

Now you know I have to be
in the city for work.

Can't stay here.

But what if you came to visit me

every other weekend in Chicago?

Really?

Yeah.
Pick you up on Saturday.

I want you to go now.

- Can Pop stay for dinner?
- No, he can't.

- But it's gonna get dark soon.
- Well then he better get going.

It's okay, all right?

We're gonna see each other
on Saturday.

Promise?

Well, there's only one way
to make a promise.

Get up, stand on that side
of the fence.

Cowboys binding contract.

I stand on this side.

Now we shake hands.

I give you my word.

I wish you could stay.

Well, you got a hug
for your old man?

Oh, man,
how'd you get so strong?

Chocolate.

Chocolate, huh?

Well, maybe this will tide you
over till Saturday.

Just don't let your mom see it.

Now I'll always be with you.

Thanks, Pop.

So long, cowboy.

Little hot.

A little too hot.

13-11, 13-11, come in.

License and registration,
please.

Is there a problem, officer?

I clocked you going 69.

69, huh?

Mm-hmm.

We were going 55.

What's your name, son?

Brad. Why?

Well, Brad Why,

I'm talking to Candice here.

You see, if I was talking to you
I'd be looking at you

and words would be coming out
of my mouth.

Kinda like what's
happening right now.

You gonna put cuffs on me?

Not this time.

But I do have your address

so if there's any
more misbehaving,

I'll pay you a visit.

Now you think you can keep out
of trouble?

Get outta here.

Remain in the vehicle.

Keep your hands
where I can see 'em.

License and registration,
please, ma'am.

- Hey, calm down, lady.
- Pig!

- Scum! Go to hell!
- Hey, hey!

Ow, you're hurting me!

- Get off.
- Stop fighting me!

Get off!

Ziggy!

Kick his ass, Ziggy.

Get off!

Get him, baby.

Get off.

Oh!

No.

You okay, baby?

- You okay, Frank?
- Fine.

Just went 12 rounds with Bonnie
and Clyde over there.

What do you want, Pig?

Assaulting a police officer,
huh?

Maybe it was your dumbass
boyfriend.

Hey, you leave him alone!

You know what happens
when you assault
a police officer?

You go to hell, you asshole!

You got a dirty mouth.

I'm gonna ask you one more time.

Do you know what happens

when you assault
a police officer?

Leave 'em alone.
We're done here.

This happens.

- No!
- Enough.

- Enough.
- And this happens.

You're gonna kill the guy.

Stand the hell down.

Ziggy, baby, can you hear me?

You goddamn psycho!
You killed him.

Ziggy.

No more.

Please.

This is motor 10-91 requesting
immediate medical assistance.

Ten miles south
of Bullhead city.

Approximately mile post 201
on State Route 95.

What in the hell
is going on here?

I had both suspects cuffed
on the ground...

Both suspects are drunk.

Male suspect became aggressive
I had to subdue him.

He was cuffed on the ground.

What's he gonna do,
bite your legs?

- This all you?
- Yeah.

Why in the hell doesn't
that surprise me?

Who's Kel-Lite is this?
Hmm?

It's mine.

Oh, for God's sakes.
Both of you get cleaned up

and get these two hippies
in the back of my car now.

Now! Come on.

Sorry, we don't serve food.

Tony.

You want another one, Frankie?

Who's the funny girl?

She's never been in before.

All right.

Come here.

Why not?

Why not come here?

Do you always do that?

Approach strangers in bars?

No. I approach strangers
everywhere.

Oh.

Do you always tell people
what to do?

Generally? Yeah.

Does that work?

Only every time.

Except this time.

Gonna dance with me
tonight, Frankie,

- or what?
- Give me a minute, honey.

Now, I want you
to pick out a song for me
and her to dance to.

I think you'll know
what she likes.

I think she would like
any kind of music.

Any kind of song.

She's not picky.

You can tell all that
just by looking at her?

I can tell all that
by looking at you.

I love this song.

Whoa!

- Well?
- Well what?

What the hell happened
up at Bullhead?

Tom Wells happened.

Yeah, well,
Mason's talking to Tom.

I wanted to hear
your side of it.

I had it all under control
then shit for brains
used my Kel-Lite

to knock the guy's head off.

Well, we haven't heard
the end of this.

I'll keep you in the loop.

Shouldn't you be in school, son?

Uh, this is Mitch Myers.

- He's rookie.
- No shit.

- Been training down in Phoenix.
- Good for him.

It's a real pleasure
to meet you, Officer Shankwitz.

- The newest member of our team.
- Lucky us.

No, Frank, lucky you.

No.

I'd rather take Tom Wells.

Then we had four months
additional academy training.

And that included self-dense,

uh, firearms operations,
first aid,

uh, hostage negotiation,
uh, high speed driving,

traffic control,
crowd management,

and that was all
basic cadet training.

Sorry.

Listen, Junior,
it's tough out there.

Risky, dangerous,
and unpredictable.

But that's enough about me.

You wanna die tonight,
just keep talking.

Yes, sir.

Not another word.

Except that one.

Internal Affairs are gonna
be all over this, Tom.

- It doesn't look good.
- Have you finalized your report
yet?

No. Not till I know
what you wanna do.

Well I had kind of a fun idea.

Sounds like you.
Let's hear it.

That male suspect
doesn't know shit

- about what happened.
- What?

Hey, what are you talking about?

Come here.

All right, go.

He and Frank went toe to toe.

- Uh-huh.
- Took a pretty good beatin'.

Got knocked on the head.

As far as he knows,

old Tom here had
nothing to do with it.

Okay.

Why should I cover your ass?

You're not exactly
Mr. Ethical.

I know, but I'm still
your sergeant.

So, give me one good reason
why I should put my ass
on the line for you again?

I'll give you
three good reasons.

A, I'm your best guy.

Number two, if I go down,

could be a domino effect.

That's only two reasons.

Yeah, that's all I got,
but I think I made my point.

I get it, okay.

All right, but this little story
of yours better work

or you're shit out of luck.

Now, the broad, she saw it all.

What about her?

That's the fun part.

Frank?
Stay in the car.

Keep your hands where I could...
Son of a bitch!

Hey, stop!

Are you okay?
You're not hurt?

- Okay.
- Hang in there, Frank!

Frank? Frank,
is that your name?

Okay, I'm gonna
remove your helmet.

Do not move, I'm taking off
your helmet right now.

All right. Okay.

Get down on the ground.

Uh... okay.

Come on.

- Is he all right?
- He's not breathing.

Come on, Frank!

This is motor 13-33.

I have an officer down.

Motor 10-91 is a 962A.
I need medical assistance

between Parker
and Cienega Springs.

Do you copy?

- Fight.
- Do you copy?

- 10-4, motor 13-33.
- Fight, Frank!

A rescue unit is en route.

Okay, Frank,
this is Mitch Myers.

I need you to hang in there,
help is on its way.

- Do you have anything?
- No.

He's not breathing.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

963A... motor 10-91 is a 963A.

Frank's gone.

What are you doing?

Get your things
or they'll be left behind.

Where are we going?

- Arizona.
- Why?

It's where I belong.

I wanna stay here.

So you can get
your face smashed in?

Yeah, you really love it here.

I wanna see Dad.

He's coming to pick me up
on Saturday.

- Not anymore.
- Why not?

Your dad wants you back
in Chicago for good.

If we stay here, he'll take you
away from me for good.

I ain't gonna let that happen.

I'm not going.
Dad will come for me.

- Go on, get in the car.
- No.

- Frank, get in the car. Frank.
- No.

No! My hat!
I dropped my hat!

- Frank, come on.
- No!

- No!
- Get in the car!

Get in the car!

No, no!
I'm not going.

Stop it!
Get in the car!

- I'm not...
- Stay in the car!

Stay in the car!

- Wait, you forgot Corky.
- He's not coming.

Can't take him
on the road with us.

Corky, no!

Corky!

Mom, stop, please!

Mom! Mom, stop, I'm sorry!

Whatever I did...
Whatever I did, I'm sorry.

Shut up, Frank!
Stop it!

Corky!

He's... He's breathing!

- What?
- He's breathing! He's alive!

Am I in heaven?

No, Frank,
you're in Parker, Arizona.

Why is this angel kissing me?

Don't move, don't move.
Keep your eyes on me.

If you insist.

Do you remember what happened?

Uh... yeah.

I'm still paired
with a damn rookie.

Hey, what are you doing
later tonight?

He's alive!

Motor 10-91 is a 962A!

You had us worried
for a minute there, Frank.

What's your name?

Sally.

Thank you, Sally.

I'm glad it was you.

If he had kissed me,
I don't think I'd come back
from that.

Did you get the son of a bitch?

Yeah, he's cuffed to the bike.

Evening, sir.

License and registration,
please.

Dr. Cohen to pathology.

Dr. Cohen to pathology.

You've gotta stay awake, Frank.

Can't have you go into shock.

Excuse me, nurse.

Could you get his doctor for me?

Mm-hmm.

So, uh, how are you holding
up, Frank?

Well, I feel about as good
as I look.

What is it with you?

Always getting beat up.

I guess I like trouble.

Who's the groupie?

Oh, this is Kitty Carlisle.
New secretary.

Just joined us today.

Uh, Frank Shankwitz.

Sometimes prettier,

but always just as charming.

Pleasure's all mine, Frank.

Well, it's quite a grip
you got there, Kitty.

You're gonna fit right in.

Charming and a sense of humor.

Wow, it's like you know me
already.

Well, Doctor.

Good evening, Frank.
I'm Dr. McKinley.

You are lucky to be alive.

You have a skull fracture

and severe bruising
of the brain.

It's gonna be a long road
back for you,

but you'll get there
with plenty of rest.

What are you thinking,
like a few weeks?

More like a few months.

I'm gonna ask you to have
someone come stay with you
for a week or two.

Help look after you.

No, I'm fine.

Don't need nobody fussing
over me.

Well, the risk of you going
into shock is very, very high

for the next few days.

Especially at night.

So I'm afraid I'm gonna
have to insist on it.

Kitty, you got
your first assignment.

She's not staying at my house.

I'm not staying at his house.

Not without dinner
and a movie first.

- It's kind of a rule.
- I'm not staying at his house
period.

- He's crazy.
- Frank, the sooner you get
better,

the sooner you get back to work,

and you heard
what the doctor said.

You need looking after.

And, Kitty, I wanna know
who's doing the looking after.

Ortho tech to pediatrics.

All right, let's see.

Uh, yeah.
Watch this step.

You sure you don't want
these crutches?

I don't need any help.

All right, let's get you set up.

I just want you to rest up
and get better.

Get you back on that horse.

Yeah.

Welcome to Arizona's finest.

Wow, Frank, you didn't have
to tidy up on account of us.

I guess if it doesn't work
as a cop

you can always go
into interior design.

That's funny.
Quick tour.

Liquor cabinet's over there.

Kitchen's through there.

I don't get in there much.

Probably see more action
now Kitty's here.

Can I leave?
This is gonna end badly.

No, no, no, you'll be just fine.

- It's not me I'm worried about.
- Okay, bedroom's through this
way.

Probably see a lot less action
now Kitty's here.

- I'm gonna call a cab.
- No, no, no, no.

You're gonna stay right here.
Come on.

Well, let me get you
set up here, Frank.

I want you to rest up.

Okay.

You lie back there.

Now, is there anything
I can get you before I leave?

Yeah.

A bottle of Scotch

and a good cigar
would be great about now.

Well, I'm sorry, Frank,
not gonna happen.

I guess I'll just lay here.

With Kitty.

Yeah, sorry, Frank,
not gonna happen.

Look, Frank, I'll get you
that drink.

As soon as you pay me back
for that bike you wrecked.

Now you two play nice.

Look, if you wanna go,
I'm not gonna stop ya.

I have no intention
of being fired

on my very first assignment.

Thank you.

At the hospital why didn't you
tell Eddie we had already met?

I didn't wanna
have to explain it.

Why didn't you say anything?

When I first saw you there,

my first thought was
why is this man following me?

Well, you know
what I'm thinking?

I'm thinking this pain medicine
is wearing off way too fast.

Can I ask you something?

I know what you're gonna ask me
and the answer is no.

I'm not allowed to date you.

It's against department policy,
and they're very strict.

Well, thank you for helping me
dodge that bullet.

Mm-hmm.

Do you mind if I ask you a
question about your accident?

No.

No, you don't mind

or no, you don't want me to ask?

Eddie said you stopped breathing
for a few minutes.

Is that true?

You know what?

If we're gonna talk, let's...
Let's just talk about you.

Okay?

Are you married?

You're very direct.

Are you a Scorpio?

- What?
- A Scorpio?

- Are you a Scorpio?
- No.

- Leo.
- No.

- Gemini? Taurus.
- No.

- Pisces.
- I knew it.

- I knew it.
- Yeah.

This pain medicine's worn off.

- I'm gonna take a shower.
- Okay.

- Here.
- No, don't.
I don't need your help.

Ow!

Damn it.

Frank!

Frank!

Come on, let's go!

Lorraine, you in here?

Frank!

Come on, let's go, Frank!

Corky! Corky!

Atta boy.

Hey, where's Frank?

Where's Frank, buddy?

Frank!

Come on, Corky, come on.

Damn that woman.

Goddamn that woman!

- Sheriff's office.
- My son's been kidnapped.

Uh, uh, what's your name, sir?

Frank Shankwitz.

Uh, how do you spell that?

S-H-A-N-K-W-I-T-Z.

And your son's name?

Uh, same. Frank.
Frank Shankwitz, Jr.

Do you know who took your son?

My wife.

My ex-wife Lorraine.

So, the boy's with his mother.

Yes.

Is that a problem?

We have joint custody.

She ignored a court order
to stay in Chicago.

She took him, and now
she's on the run again.

So, yes, it's a problem.

Well, if the boy's
with his mother

then it's something
for the court

and the Chicago police
to handle.

If you wanna register
your son as missing,

then we can start a search
in 72 hours.

They could be halfway
around the world by then!

Calm down, Mr. Shankwitz.

- Calm down?
- I'm sorry, but that's all...

Just find my son!

Frank!

Frank.

- You're okay.
- Leave it.

- I got it.
- I said leave it!

Nice going,
Florence Nightingale.

Son of a bitch!

- Is that it?
- Yeah.

That's her shitty ass car,

so that must be
her shitty ass house.

Sit tight.

Be right back.

Crazy bitch.

Yeah?

- She's a firecracker,
all right.
- Is she gonna be a problem?

No problem, Officer Shankwitz.

No problem at all.

That's what I like to hear.

Let's go.

Damn it!

Frank!

Frank!

Frank!

Frank, what the hell
are you doing?

I'm playing tennis.

What's it look like?

It looks like you need
to get dressed and shave.

- You look like a bum.
- A bum.

Yeah, well you look
like a hooker.

You don't like the way I look?

No, no, it's perfect.

You know, if you wanna earn
a few bucks on the way home.

Get out of here.

You get out of here.

I live here, you're trespassing.

- Get out!
- I'm not going anywhere.

Shoot the bottle.

No way, I'm done.

I wasn't asking.

Told ya.

Waste of damn time.

- Again.
- I said I'm done.

I said again.

Take the shot.

So, who's your date?

What makes you think
I have a date?

You dressed up for me, huh?

Why do you care?

I just wanna know
who's stealing my nurse

so I can arrest them.

I was only assigned
to you for a week.

Why do you keep coming back?

I don't know.

I am gonna be late for my date.

Honey, rise and shine.

Come on, up and at 'em.

I retired.

I don't have
to get up and at 'em.

Well, it's 9:30, you know.

9:30?

Half the day's gone.
Why didn't you wake me?

Just thought I'd let you get
a little beauty sleep.

Beauty?
Look at this face.

I'm already beautiful enough.

I get any more beauty sleep,
I'll be gorgeous.

I'd hurry up
and get downstairs
if I were you.

- Why?
- 'Cause if your head got
any bigger,

- it wouldn't get
through the door.
- Oh.

But it's a cute face.

- Mmm.
- Mm-mm.

- Love you.
- Mm.

I know why you're here, Doc.

There's nothing to talk about.

Well, good afternoon
to you, too, Frank.

Wife and kids are doing fine.

Thanks for asking.

Sorry, Doc,
I just wanna get better

and get back on the horse.

Eddie won't let you
get a haircut

until he knows you
and I have a little talk.

So how 'bout it?

I usually like to pop
a few pain killers
right about now.

- You want anything?
- No thanks.

But I'd like
to ask you something.

What's it like
being dead man walking?

I don't ' need to get
into all the deep stuff.

I was in wreck, I survived,
I'm getting better.

It's all you need to know.

Well, there's something
else I need to know.

Why didn't you just stay dead?

What are you talking about?

Your line of work
you see a lot of death.

There's nothing more final,

and yet here you are.

- I don't know, I got lucky
I guess.
- Lucky?

Lucky is finding
a four-leaf clover.

You were pronounced dead
after three minutes
without a pulse.

You have to do a lot better
than lucky here, Frank.

I don't know why
I didn't stay dead.

You're the doctor, you tell me.

I can't give you the answers
until I know the questions.

I got a question.

Yeah, I got a couple
of damn good questions.

Where's the epiphany?
What's the meaning of life?

'Cause I tell ya, Doc,
all I got out of that night

was a wrecked motorcycle,
the mother of all migraines,

and a nurse
who can't cook for shit.

You don't need an epiphany

or to know the meaning of life.

Maybe you survived the accident

to find the meaning
of your life.

I understand you've been
spending a lot of time
over there.

Just, you know, checking in
every now and then.

A few grocery runs, that's all.

You be careful, Kitty.

The world of a cop is a...
crazy place.

So I like to keep things

nice and simple around here.

Distractions are not welcome,

and they won't be tolerated.
Clear?

I can assure you, Sergeant,

there is nothing to worry about.

Arrogant,

stubborn, ego-driven bachelors
are not my thing.

Well, good.

We're good then.

Hey.

John, yes.

It's good to see you, my friend.

Hey, good to see you.

John Foster,
U.S. customs.

Kitty Carlisle, new secretary.

- Nice to meet you, John.
- Nice to meet you.

Now, should I file these now,
or would you like me
to come back later?

Oh, no, no, no.

There are no secrets
between John and I.

- We're old buddies.
- Okay.

- Sit down, John.
- Thank you, thank you.

Well, John, been a long time.
What's new?

Well, I have a little request
a little out of the ordinary,

but it is what it is.

Well, got my attention.

Thank you.

So my wife has this friend,
and she has a son named Michael.

He has this obsession
with the television
series "CHiPS."

We are well aware
of that around here.

Our motorcycle guys think
they deserve a raise

because of that damn show.

I bet, I bet.

So I was hoping maybe,
you know, he could come over

and see the department,
meet some of the guys,

and see the motorcycles.

Sure, sure.

I think we can handle that.

Why don't you give Kitty
a call next week

and we'll set it up.

Well, that's the problem.

See, Michael, he has leukemia,

and he's not expected
to live more than a week.

Oh, my God.

- Poor kid.
- Yeah.

So, if you could maybe
assign a motor officer

to show him around and help
with the "CHiPS" thing.

Frank should do it.

Uh, sorry to interrupt,

but I think Frank should do it.

Who's Frank?

Yeah, he's one
of our motor officers.

He was in a big wreck
a couple of months ago.

He's not in the best of health

to be dealing
with someone like that.

- Frank can handle it.
- I was talking about the kid.

They've both hit hard times.

Maybe they can find
some common ground there.

Is this about Frank
or is this about Michael?

Maybe both.

You think he'd even wanna do it?

No way, not a chance.

What the hell am I supposed
to say to a a sick kid?

Whatever you would say
to a healthy one.

Is this Eddie's idea
of getting me back to work?

- I told him you would do it.
- You volunteered me.

Why the hell would you do that?

What's the big deal?

You hang out with the kid
for a few hours,

show him your motorcycle,

maybe make a few
age-appropriate jokes.

What are you so afraid of?

I'm not afraid of anything.

Then what is it, tough guy?

Forget it.
I'm not doing it.

You know, that's a shame,

'cause I was really
hoping that Michael

could have
a father figure around

the last week
of his life, but...

I guess not.

I'll find someone else.

Someone strong.

Someone like... Tom Wells.

Wait.

Kitty.

Kitty.

What'd you mean
by father figure?

Well, Michael's
parents split up.

His mom and him moved here,

and his dad is
still in Illinois.

But you're probably right.

I mean, what do you know
about his life?

I'll do it.

Can he walk?
Do we need to help him
out of the car?

Maybe we should get
a wheelchair.
Do you need anything?

Maybe some Valium for you.

Relax for God's sake.

You're giving me a headache
on top of this migraine.

Which I didn't know
was possible until now.

So just shut up.

Well, that's a negative
on the wheelchair.

Hi, I'm Michael.

- You want some gum?
- Sure.

Thanks, Michael.
I'm Officer Frank.

How would you like to...

- Whoa!
- Sit on the motorcycle?

Hi, I'm Marcy.
Michael's mom.

Officer Frank Shankwitz.

Thank you so much
for doing this.

I haven't seen him this happy
and excited in a very long time.

Well, I haven't seen anyone this
happy to be surrounded by cops.

All his friends
are into superheroes,

but Michael worships you guys.

Yeah, well,
we're just regular heroes.

Whoa!

Those are rad.

Yes, yes, they are.

You can touch it if you like.

Wanna check out the station?

We have something for you.

- Sharp.
- Hey, hey.

Real trooper now.

Whoa.

Ooh.

Ladies and gentlemen,
can I have you attention?

I have a special announcement.

It's important that I find
Officer Michael Allen.

That's me!

He's about, oh, this high,
blond hair.

Loves to chew bubble gum.

I'm here.

I have these special
awards to present to him.

It doesn't seem like he's here.

Uh, he must be on duty.

Frank, have you seen him?

No, haven't seen him, Eddie.

- I'm over here!
- Did I hear something?

- Officer Michael Allen
reporting for duty.

Well, why didn't you say so?

I have these for you.

And every police officer
has their own badge.

So I'm real police officer now?

Well, that is exactly
what you are.

Look, Mom, check it out.

Can I have a word with you,
Frank, real quick?

Yeah.

When you're done here,
you need to head over
to Internal Affairs.

- They need to talk to you.
- What do they wanna talk about?

Whole bunch of stuff.

- Bullhead.
- What about it?

Just need to ask you a few
questions about that night.

Well, everything is
in my report,
nothing's changed.

We've been contacted
by the suspect's lawyer.

Just wanna make sure
we have all the facts.

We just wanna
know what happened.
Nothing to worry about.

I'm not worried.
Fire away.

Well, according to your report,

Officer Wells picked up
your Kel-Lite

when he arrived at the scene.

Mm. What about it?

Well, did you hand him the light
or assist in the attack

on the male suspect in any way?

Did I hand him the light?

You guys met Tom Wells?

Could you please just
answer the question?

No, I did not hand my Kel-Lite
to Tom Wells.

Is there a problem?

According to the suspects,

when he regained consciousness,

you were standing over him
holding a Kel-Lite.

That light was covered in blood
and issued to you.

Could you explain that?

Doesn't look good, Frank.

You know what looks worse?

Is a crazy son of a bitch
smashing in the skull
of a handcuffed drunk.

Calm down, Frank,
we're just asking questions

based on the reports
and statements that were
filed for this incident.

Here's a statement for ya.

I restrained Tom Wells.

Relieved him of my Kel-Lite.

Which is the only reason
this is a brutality charge

and not a damn murder case!

Hey.

There are three rules at work.

Keep your head down,
keep your mouth shut,
and keep smiling.

- You got that?
- Okay, Mom.

Goddamn it, Mr. Baxter.

Creeping up on me like that.

Sorry, I didn't mean
to scare you.

I was just admiring
your presentation.

The bed.
Pristine.

Yeah, of course it is.
I did it.

Tell me, Lorraine,
you like working here?

Sure.

I mean, it ain't exactly
The Ritz but...

And you appreciate
the opportunity I've given
to you and your boy?

We appreciate it.
Why?

Why don't you show me how much?

No, Mr. Baxter!

Get back here!

You're done in this town!

You hear me, you whore?

Oh. You okay, ma'am?

Who did this to you?

Mr. Baxter.

Go on home, ma'am.

Okay, okay, I need two more
meatloafs.

And where's my sausage and eggs?

I think somebody's gonna get
fired today, huh?

How about you, gringito, huh?

- You wanna get fired today?
- No, sir.

What is this? Huh?

You can't even
clean the pot, huh?

Maybe your cook should learn
to cook.

- Hey, what did you say?
- What did you say?

Everything's clean.
Go on, check.

The meatloaf was overcooked,
so it stuck to the pan.

The problem is the cooking,
not the cleaning.

Jose, our diner said
the meatloaf's burnt

and he's not paying for it.

- You're burning my food?
- Jose.

- Yeah, you're burning my food.
- No, Jose.

You're costing me money. You're
throwing my money away, cabrón.

You know what?
Both of you get out.
You're fired.

Both of you.
Vamonos vamonos.

You okay?

Have a seat.

What's your name?

Frank.

I'm Juan.

People around here
call me... Juan.

What happened to you?

Doesn't matter.

My mom's gonna kill me.

What are you doing out so late?

I just finished work.

Where do you work?

I'm a dishwasher.

I was a dishwasher at El Torro.

No. No, no, no, no.

That is not a diner.

This is a diner.

It's the Snow Cap.

I built it
with my own two hands.

That's good for you.

Well, maybe good for you, too.

How?

Summer's around the corner.

I can use an extra pair
of hands.

Really?

There's one condition, though.

What?

You have to be able
to tell a joke.

A priest and a rabbi walk
into a bar.

All right, okay.

You start tomorrow, pancho.

Wow!

Look, Mom, it's "CHiPS."

Thank you, Charlie.

Wow! Is that for me?

Well, you are Trooper
Michael Allen, aren't you?

Oh, not... not out here, honey.

Take it inside.

Wow, he's a bundle of energy.

Yeah, reminds me
of my first day
at the academy.

More like last week.

- Oh, yeah, you're new?
- Mm.

Hasn't been easy.
Frank's been busting my chops.

We do that for all the rookies.

Don't worry,
I'll be easier on Michael.

Oh, you don't need to do that.

He can handle it.

He's the real deal.

Look at that.

Yeah, when Michael is
feeling well enough,

he takes his motorcycle
down the street

and puts tickets on all the cars

that are parked on the curb.

Maybe we should've parked
in the driveway.

He's a cop through and through,
isn't he?

Can I sit on the motorcycle?

10-4, Officer.
Come on.

Pick you up.
All right.

One, two, three.
Oh, you're heavy.

Oh, yeah.

Hello, Arizona.

This is Officer Michael Allen
reporting for duty.

Good morning, Officer Michael.

I am marking you 10-8.

Do all police officers
get wings?

No. These are special.

Custom made just
for motorcycle cops.

I've got a highway
patrol motorcycle,

and I'm a real cop.

Well, let me see what I can do.

- Really?
- I'm not making any promises,

but I promise.

Promise promise?

Come with me.

There's only one way
to make a promise official.

That's a cowboy's
binding contract.

What's that?

You stand on that
side of the fence,

I stand on this side,

and now we shake hands.

I promise you,
I'll get you your wings.

Thank you, Officer Frank.

Do you wanna be a police officer

More than anything in the world?

I wish I didn't have to die.

That already happened
to me once.

Really?

What was it like?

It was peaceful.

Nothing to feel scared
or sad about.

But why did you come back?

'Cause I had something
important to do.

What?

Help you.

You don't have to do that,
Officer Frank.

Why not?

People always feel sorry for me

and they wanna help me.

But you don't have to help me,
Officer Frank.

Maybe you're helping me.

These are
the reports and statements
from the Bullhead incident.

Officer Tom Wells,
Sergeant Mason,
the two suspects.

This one's yours.

It's the only one
that's pure fabrication.

What the hell you talking about?

- Let me see these.
- By all means.

All four are consistent.

The same chain of events,
the same story.

All except yours.

Are you crazy?

Well, this... this is bullshit!

Every goddamn word!

I'm gonna advise you
to be really careful

with your choice of words.

It's pretty conclusive, Frank.

They're trying to set me up.

You can't see that?

Our investigation is complete.

We're gonna submit our findings
to the commander.

That concludes our meeting.

Goddamn it!

You know, you should
probably leave now.

Before we have to
have you removed.

Uh, I'm gonna have
to let you go.

There's somebody here to see me

and apparently it can't wait.

Yeah, bye.
I'll get back.

Well, you wanna talk
or you wanna take a leak?

You spoken to Mason
or Tom Wells?

Not today.
What's going on?

Bullhead.

They're screwing me, Eddie.

Internal Affairs
wants my badge and gun.

You shitting me?

All right, all right,
now calm down.

Calm down!

Sit.

All right, let's have it.

We've got a...
You wanted to see me, Sarge?

Yes, Kitty, please, sit down.

Sit tight, Frank.

This involves you, too.

What does?

Look, I don't know
what's going on

between you two,
but what I do know is

I'm about to make it
a lot easier.

Wait, what is this?

Kitty, a position just opened up
down in Tucson,

and I'm recommending you
for transfer.

It's better money,

and it's a great opportunity.

Look, Eddie, there's nothing
going on between us.

Kitty, you leave next month.

Frank, I'll talk to Mason.

Go.

Yes?

No, I can wait.

So you gonna take the transfer?

Eddie wasn't asking.

It's a good thing.

I mean, I could use the money.

It works out for you, too.

I mean, I know I annoy you.

So now, you don't have
to see my face every day.

Frank.

Look, that was Michael's doctor.

He's in a coma.

Here.

Go!

Michael?

Am I real motorcycle cop now?

Yes, you are.

And I'm your partner.

Oh, Michael.

Come on.

Thank you.

Mason, it's Frank.

We need to talk.

Hello?

- Precinct.
- Yeah, Kathy, it's Frank.

- Get me Tom Wells.
- He just walked by.

- One second.
- Yeah, I'll hold.

- Sorry, Frank, he's not here.
- What?

You just said he was there.

- Frank Shankwitz?
- Who wants to know?

I got something for you.
You've been served.

What?

By who?

You want the shirt off my back?

Get off my property
before I arrest you
for trespassing!

Where is he?
Mason!

Oh, Frank. Frank!

Frank! Frank, no.
What are you doing?

- What are you doing?
- What is this?

Looks like a subpoena.

Now get your filthy
hands off me.

- Get 'em off of me now!
- Frank.

- Now!
- Get your hands off him.

- Come here.
- I've been framed

for what happened in Bullhead

and now I'm being sued
for a million bucks

and this piece of shit
is doing nothing about it.

He's throwing me to the dogs.

You better start talking, Mason.

Sure, Eddie, I'll talk.

Frank, you're
under investigation

for using excessive force
on a suspect.

That same suspect is suing you

for a violation
of his civil rights.

And this department cannot
and will not help you.

Now, both of you assholes
get out of my office.

Get out of my office now.

Hey, Frank.
How are ya?

Can you talk for a sec?
Come here.

- Tom.
- Wanna talk to you for a
second, cowboy.

Haven't seen you around
much lately.

You're not taking my calls.

- Yeah.
- But now you wanna talk.

Sure. Let's talk.

This is nice and public.
Plenty of witnesses.

You're sure you wanna help
this asshole?

- Help me?
- Hey! Frank, Frank, Frank.

- Stop it, come on.
- What the hell is he talking
about?

Look.
Hey, look at me.

Do what I say

and avoid this
termination, okay?

- Go to hell, Mason.
- Frank, just hear me out.

Your record is impeccable.

You're completely clean
with a shitload of awards.

So making a deal
with these guys right now,
it's a walk in the park.

- Come on.
- I get it.

I take one for the team
and this prick walks.

How the fuck is
that a good deal for me?

Stop, Frank.

I'm gonna recommend suspension
without pay. I know.

But it's the only way
these guys will play ball.

Come on.

I know it's a blemish
on your record.

This way the termination
will go away,

you maintain your job,
and you're back to it
before you know it.

- Come on, man.
- It's either this or
termination, Frank.

It's your call.

I say I keep my job

and you two go
screw yourselves
and each other.

Whatever you want.
It's your funeral, pal.
We're just trying to help ya.

Frank, now listen to me.
I want you to hear me out
one more time.

You're finished.
You're an idiot

and you're finished.
Get out of my sight.

Get out of my sight.

What's your next play?

Get a lawyer or get a new job.

Do you know any lawyers?

None I can afford.

Used up all my sick days
after the accident.

I'm cleaned out.

I might be able to help you out.

I don't want your money.

No, that's not what I...

Oh, but if you need
a little I can...

I said I don't want
your damn money.

Well, I might know a lawyer.

Might know is
not much good to me.

He's a buddy of mine.

Oh.

I've known him my whole life.
He's the smartest guy I know.

He's a buddy of yours,
he can't be that smart.

What is his name?

- James Fisher.
- Mm.

He's a junior
at a law firm in Phoenix.

Money won't be a problem.

In fact, he'd probably pay you
just to get his first case.

His first case?

You have a better idea?

Get him on the phone.

Okay, listen up, everybody.

In two days Michael Allen
is being buried in Illinois.

And I'm sending Frank and Mitch
as our representatives

to honor Michael
as an Arizona trooper.

Not a good idea, Eddie.

You got something to say, Mason?

Frank's suspended.

It doesn't look good
if he's the best we got,
you know.

Well, guess what?

I don't give a shit
what it looks like.

He's still a cop
and he's still going.

Who are you kidding, Eddie?
He's on borrowed time.

Look, if you want, we can step
into my office

and discuss it after this.

But for now

I'd like you guys
to pass the hat around

and anything you can donate

we would really appreciate it.

Thank you.
Thank you.

And thank you.

Of course, we don't expect
you to give anything

because we all know
you got deep pockets,

but you got short arms.

Thanks, folks.
I'll be here all week.

Morning, gentlemen.

Frank Shankwitz,
Arizona Highway Patrol.

Randy Jackson,
Illinois State Police.

- Mitch Myers.
- Joe Garcia, Chicago Police.

Thanks for coming today,
gentlemen.

Listen, we read about this
in the newspaper

and we felt obligated.
We need to be here with you.

It means a lot that you did.

I could tell ya
it'd mean the world
to this young man.

We're just proud
to be a part of it.

So are we.

And if Michael were here,
he'd shake both your hands,

offer you a piece of gum,
and ask for a ride

- in your patrol car.
- I think we'd probably give it
to him.

Thanks.

Frank.

I'm so glad you could make it.

I wouldn't have missed it
for the world.

Thank you so much
for everything.

Ready?

So long, partner.

Thank you.

Thank you.
Thank you.

Frankie.

What are you doing?

I'm hungry, Juan.

I'm so hungry.

Well, I'll go make you
something.

Listen to me, you work here now,

that means you eat here now.

And real food, not garbage,
you understand?

I wanna help you.

And it's okay for you
to accept my help.

'cause when people need help
you give it to them.

But how?
I'm just a kid.

You're not just anything.

You're Frank Shankwitz.

And you could help people.

Remember, if someone needs help

you give it to them.

Hmm?

Yeah.

Frank!

Honey! What happened?

What broke?

Frank, have you lost
your marbles again?

I'm looking for that
magnifying glass.

We have a magnifying glass?

I think I found my son.

Department of Public Safety.

Good morning,
this is Frank Shankwitz.

Frank, it's Kitty.

Why are you introducing
yourself? It's weird.

Well, just being polite.

Well, that's a first.

I think we have our
wires crossed here.

Uh, my name is Frank Shankwitz,

and I believe that my son
Frank Shankwitz, Jr is
a police officer there.

Why, yes, of course.
I'm so sorry.

Frank is one of our highway
patrol officers.

Um, he's actually not here
right now.

He's in Illinois.

Well, that's why I'm calling.

See, I live in Chicago

and I read in the paper

about this little boy
and it said

that Frank was gonna be
at his funeral today.

In Kewanee.

Yeah, he's... he's actually
there right now.

You know what?

Why don't I take down
your address

and phone number
and I will pass them
along to him.

He should be checking in
with us some time today.

Thank you, Kitty.

Thank you.

Can I ask you something?

Anything.

What's he like?

Good afternoon.

Is it?

Uh, James Fisher.

We spoke on the phone.

You must be Clover.

Last time I checked.

Are you coming in or what?

Will I need my attorney here
or...

No, that won't be necessary.

All I need is your account

of the night you were arrested
up at Bullhead.

I went over all this
with the cops.

This won't take long.
I... I promise.

I was out drinking
with my boyfriend.

We smoked a little pot.

He passed out
on the way home and...

I had some fun with the cops.

And what happened
when you were pulled over?

I got into a fight with
a cop and got arrested.

So what?

So what... what did he look like?

Big guy, dressed like a cop.

Can you be more specific?

Height, weight.

Yeah, yeah, uh, maybe 6'2, 6'3,

weighed about 220.

And what happened
to your boyfriend?

Apparently he was beaten
so badly, he almost died.

Another pig turned up and beat
Ziggy with a flashlight.

Can you describe that officer?

Shorter.

About 5'8, 150, 160 pounds.

Black hair,
little psycho weasel.

You know his name by any chance?

The name was Fred or something.

Frank?

Yeah, Frank.

And a funny last name.

I wanna say...
Sandwich?

Maybe I'm just hungry.

Shankwitz?

Yes.

Frank Shankwitz.
Do you know him?

Uh, I've heard of him.

How do you know
that was his name?

Another cop told me.

Police sergeant came here
to the house a few weeks ago.

He was there, too,
that night up at Bullhead.

What's so funny?

Oh, nothing.

Uh, the... the police officer

that arrested you,
what color hair did he have?

Brown hair, brown moustache.

Do you know his name?

I don't know.

Who cares? You know,
it's the little shit

you need to lock up.

So, to clarify,

the police officer who beat
and nearly killed your boyfriend

was about 5'8, black hair,
no moustache

and his name was
Frank Shankwitz.

Is there an echo in here?

Yes! Yes!

That's the cop who arrested us.

That's him.

He beat Ziggy's ass.

Would you be willing to sign
this as testimony against him?

Hell, yeah!

Got a pen?

Yeah.

Okay.

So what's going on
with you and Kitty?

Nothing.

She's moving to Tucson.

Is it true Eddie let her go
because you two were...

you know?

Who told you that?

Everyone in the department.

Yeah, well everyone
in the department is wrong.

She got a promotion,
end of story.

So why'd you drag me
out here then?

What is this place?

It's nothing.

It's nothing good.

Well, why don't we go
back to the hotel?

We should check back in
with the department.

Confirm our flights
for tomorrow.

We know what time
we're flying out.

A few beers
and a bottle of scotch.

That's what I'm doing tonight.

I would actually like
to see Chicago.

It's my first time up here.

- How about you?
- I was born in Chicago.

No way.

Then you can show me
around, huh?

I really don't feel
like doing the whole
tourist thing tonight, Mitch.

If it's not a bar,
I don't wanna know about it.

Wait, how did you end up
in Arizona?

My mother had a thing
for cowboys.

Where do you call home?

My home's in Arizona.

And my heart's still here.

I failed you, Frank.

You're 11 years old

and you make more money than me.

I just keep letting you down.

Why don't we go back to Chicago?

Dad can help.

He'll look after us.

No, he can't.

Do you remember
your father's sister?

Auntie Linda.

I got this letter from her
a few weeks ago.

Your father found us.

Dad found us?

He's coming here?

He was driving down here

and it was raining hard

and he got into an accident.

He didn't make it.

I'm so sorry.

Look, I want you
to live with Juan now.

You'll have a much better life

without me around
to mess things up.

I promise you.

I promise.

You're gonna be fine.

You okay?

Just drive.
Just drive.

Just drive.

It's okay.

It's gonna be okay.

- Frank?
- Mitch.

Kitty. Where's Frank?

- At the bar.
- Go get him.

- No way
- Why not?

- He's drinking.
- So?

Imagine trying to take a ham
sandwich from a hobo.

Tell him it's urgent
police business.

It's urgent police business.

My suspension hearing
is pending.

Not my problem.

Suspension hearing pending,
not his problem.

Stubborn son of a bitch.

I'm just telling you
what he said!

Not you, him.

Oh.

Look, can't this wait?
Like, what is so important?

Mitch, I need you to get a pen
and write down this address.

- And I need you to make sure...
- Hey.

That Frank gets there tonight.

Wait, what's at this address?

You will see when you get there.

Hey, why the big secret?
He's not gonna go anywhere

unless I tell him
where we're going.

Tell him he has to go.

His life depends on it.

You ready to go?

Go where?

The best goddamn bar in Chicago.

Got the address right here.

It's a house.

Well, this is the right address.

Maybe bars are different
in Chicago.

Where'd you get that?

Kitty.

Kitty?

How does she know
the best bar in Chicago?

She just told us
we had to come here.

Waste of time dragging me
all the way out here.

I'm heading back.

Your life depends on it.

What'd you just say?

Kitty told me to say that.

Whatever this place is,
they better have good scotch.

Why'd you listen to her anyway?

She'll be in Tucson
this time next week.

You know that?
Damn filly is leaving us.

Come on, open up!

We want scotch!

Frankie?

Why didn't you ever come
find me?

I gotta show you something.

Here you are.
Look.

For years I tried everything.

Every...
Everything at my disposal.

The police and the private
investigators, newspapers.

It's just like you
and your mother fell off
the face of the earth.

And I couldn't find you.

Arizona?

I am so sorry.

I stayed in Chicago in case
you would try and find me.

Mom told me you died
in a car crash.

What?

Damn that woman.

She took you away from me.

Now a little boy named Michael

brought me back to you.

Yeah.

How'd you get so big?

Chocolate.

Chocolate.

Chocolate.

I have something for you.

You know from... from now on

I'll always be with you, son.

You always were, Pop.

Hmm?

The prodigal son has returned.

Good to see ya, Mitchy.

Good to see you.

- Come on through, buddy.
- Thanks.

Frank?

James Fisher, this is Frank...

No need for the formalities.

James, it's a pleasure.
Take a seat.

Can I get you anything to drink?

Cigar?

Uh, maybe later.

So, what'd she say?

Well, Frank, it's like this.

That night up at Bullhead

unless you were 5'8
with black hair
and no moustache,

I'd say you're in the clear.

Good job!

I could kiss ya!

Maybe I'll just take that drink.

Two questions.

Why aren't you in Tucson?

And how the hell
did you get in my house?

Make me a drink
and I'll tell you.

Maybe I'll just put you
in cuffs.

Are you arresting me, Officer?

On what charge?

Breaking and entering.

Okay, well that would be the
illegal entry into a building

with the purpose
of committing an offense.

- Right?
- Mm-hmm.

But see, I haven't
committed an offense.

- Yet.
- Mm.

Trespassing on private property?

The honor of this property
actually gave me key.

- Back when I was his nurse.
- Oh.

So, you'll have
to take it up with him.

Well, I mean,
perhaps you could persuade him

to drop the charges.

Hmm.

Yeah.

The answer is yes, by the way.

What's the question?

Do you wanna stay the night?

Hey, uh, do you wanna
stay the night?

No thanks.

I'm not that kinda girl.

I'm not going to Tucson.

Why not?

I'm not going anywhere.

Come on, come on, come on,
come on.

Hey, come on.
Go, go, go, move, move, move.

You stupid loser.

What did you say?

What did you say to me?

Oh, hey, Mason.

Congratulations
on your early retirement, huh.

Screw you, Eddie.

Let's give him
a round of applause, boys.

Thank you for all being here
tonight.

After what has been a very
difficult year for all of us,

it's nice to come together

to honor someone's years
of good service.

We're here to celebrate
not only Frank's promotion,

but to welcome him back
after clearing his good name.

So, um, without further adieu,
I think we need to hear

from the man of the hour,
Detective Frank Shankwitz.

- Here's to you, Frank.
- Well, I'd like to say to
that,

- thank you, Sarge.
- Mm-hmm.

Now, it's nice to think
that you're all here for me.

But then I remembered
it's an open bar, so...

Now I'm not a man for speeches,
but I got the floor,

so I might as well
say something.

Now, I've been a fighter
all my life.

And I'm tired of not knowing
what to fight for.

Ever since I was a kid,
I've always been on my own.

You know, I never had any reason
to care about anyone else.

Until now.

But now I'm at a crossroads
in my life,

and I'm choosing which path
to take.

This year, I met a young man

who taught me what it is
to be brave.

And I was not expecting that.

Being special to someone
was never something that, uh,

I was used to.

But Michael,

well, Michael thought
I was a hero.

Now, if I can do it,
anyone can be a hero.

I'm looking for a new path.

A new path of hope,

dreams, and everything
that's good in this world.

A great man once told me
that if somebody needs help,

give it to them.

Now, I never thought
that I could make a difference.

I was wrong.

I've seen it.

A simple act of kindness
can have a ripple effect.

And we helped Michael.

And now, with your support,
we can help other kids

all over the world,
one wish at a time.

'Cause I'm starting
a non-profit.

What? Now... now, wa...
Are you quitting, Frank?

You shitting me?
I just made detective.

Well, good.

I just found something new
to fight for.

Here is my idea.

We create a foundation
that acts like a kinda genie.

We find other kids like Michael.

They tell us their wish
and we make them come true.

Now, even if it's just
for one day,

I'll be damned if we don't
give them a day of their lives.

Now, according to Arizona
corporation commission,

we need five members
to make this happen.

That's my signature at the top.

Who's with me?

Who's that?

Oh, my.

No.

Come here.

Wow.

So, what are you gonna call it?

Bye-bye.

Hello? Uh, yes,
can you just give me one minute?

Hello? Yes.

Go.
Yeah, uh-huh.

Yeah, we will be right with
you, absolutely.

Frank Shankwitz, go ahead.

Make a wish.

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