All language subtitles for Police Woman S01E01 The End Game

Shut up!

What are you doing?

Now we've got a
fresh party of five.

Three male, one female
Caucasian and one female black.

And the troops are mean.

Everybody, against
the wall. Come on.

Give them all the attention
they deserve. Okay.

If I don't walk out of here
with a 100,000 dollars,

they said they'd kill Mary.

[Tires screeching]

[Gunshot]

Officer down.

[Car brakes screech]

[Shatters]

[Theme music playing]

[Car horn honks]

[Car brakes screech]

[Car horn honking]

Think you can handle it?

S-4 to s-1.

He's not outside the pool hall

and not in any of the
cars parked on the street.

Negative as far as
we're concerned, too.

Maybe he went in the John.

Want to park and go in and look?

Heh. No way, man.

The last unarmed honkey went
in that place was about 1937

and they still haven't,
heh, found him.

I think that was my old man.

[Chuckles]

I hear ya.

Pep, this is a
real waste of time.

By the time that
girl hit the hospital

that pimp would have been on
the milk run flight to San Francisco.

Hmm. And if she doesn't die,

she's gonna be more afraid
of him than she is of us.

-Right.
-If he does leave town,

all those other players are
going to be grabbing off his girls.

Heh. Then he'll come
back six weeks from now,

with no money, no
flash and no girls.

Heh. Maybe we ought to hit
the club of universal love. Okay.

I thought ad narc
closed that last week.

Hey, where they gonna
go when they get off duty?

[Laughing]

Man over pa: 14-a12.

A 211 in progress at
on-three-one-four-five avalon.

All units in the area
please assist. Code three.

We're practically on top of it.

What do you think, bill?

They'll probably take
us for the suspects.

[Tires screeching]

[Tires screeching]

[Gunshot]

[Gunshot]

[Tires screeching]

[Gunshots]

Crowley, criminal conspiracy,
how many are there?

Just one, but poor
Jack never had a...

We'll take care of Jack.

-What about customers?
-I don't think so.

Clerks? Owner?

All I've seen is the shotgun.

[Gunshots]

Hey, Phil, keep his head down.

[Gunfire]

Officer down.

[Tires screeches]

[Gunshots]

He's going out the
back door. Come on.

[Gunshots]

[Police siren wailing]

Take it easy, just take it easy.

You're gonna be okay.

[Groans]

Ma'am, could you
hold me, please?

Ambulance is on the way.

[Telephone ringing]

Oh, so that's where
William keeps the stuff, huh?

That's for medicinal
purposes only, Joe.

Got the sniffles, pep?

It's not funny.

No, it isn't, I'm sorry.

Pepper, you're gonna have
to change out of this, ya know?

I'll change, okay.

Okay.

[Sniffles]

-Pep, you okay?
-Yeah.

[Inaudible]

How old was he, bill?

He was 23.

[Sobbing]

Was he married?

Got a couple of kids, yeah.

[Sniffles]

Pep, ain't no way you're
ever gonna get used to it.

It's just part of
the business, hon.

[Sobbing]

If it's alright with you,
could I have tomorrow off?

Okay.

There's one thing
you can be sure of...

Hmm.

The crooks aren't
gonna take any time off.

They'll be okay tomorrow
and doing business as usual.

[Car brakes screech]

Step back from the cash, honey.

All of you, step back
and keep your mouth shut.

Alright, everybody on this
side of the counter hit the floor.

Come on, move. Bent down.

Everybody against the
wall. Come on, come on.

Alright, everybody,

behind the counter,
back against the wall.

Well, move or we'll
blow your heads off.

Alright, open the door, honey.
Alright, where's the alarm?

-I asked you a question.
-Under there.

You stay right there.

[Buzzing]

Black and white, just went by.

-They go by all the time.
-They do, huh?

That's probably true

but we gotta take some
insurance, just in case.

Okay, let's go. Let's
go quick and quiet.

Come on. What's the matter?

She hit the alarm.

-Who?
-Her, the stupid old bag.

Just walked up to her
desk and stepped on it.

Forget it. Come on.

Forget, nothing.
Forget, nothing.

-[Gunshot]
-[Woman screaming]

[Telephone ringing]

Graumann: Bill, pepper.

Yeah, sorry we're late, sir.

I asked styles and
royster to be here.

They're writing up a report
on their court appearance

and the deputy chief's
waiting in his office for it.

Alright. I wanted all
your people to be here

because I wanted to tell you

that they didn't identify
themselves in any way.

They carried off
the whole operation

with almost military precision.

Anything about the girl?

No. I suppose they've still
got her or deep-sixed her.

[Telephone ringing]

Graumann.

Oh, fine.

Did you run down
the license plates?

Well, freeze it. We'll send
down some investigators

and we'll ask for
a team from s.I.D.

Okay.

Well, we got one
thing on our side.

Harbor division patrol thinks
they found the holdup car.

They ran the license plates through
the department of motor vehicles,

and they say the car was
stolen about 1:50 today.

So we've got a stolen car but
they may have cleaned it up.

Masuda, Fernandez,
get down there.

The m.O. Is distinctive

but nothing seems
to pop into my head

that ties it in with anybody
that's operative right now.

Johnson?

I do know a couple of black
ladies that used to hold up banks

but they are now deeply involved in
the rehabilitation program at corona.

And I don't know
of any black lady

that tied in recently
with four bad whites,

so, as you say, the
m.O. Is distinctive.

Graumann: So we've
got a fresh party of five:

Three males and one female
Caucasian and one female black.

Now the leader is smart,
and the troops are mean,

so give them all the
attention they deserve.

Okay.

Did they make any
references among themselves

as to why they robbed the bank?

I don't quite follow you.

Look, what I mean is,

see, if did they robbed it to gain funds
for some political organization or cause,

they'd come away
on kind of a high

and usually they can't
help boasting about it.

They make references to
banks as capitalistic institutions,

maybe the police as
pigs and things like that.

No, nothing like that.

Let's get back to
the robbery, joanne.

You... you said the only
time you saw their faces

was for a brief period before
you were blindfolded, right?

Yes.

When they transferred
you from car to car,

did they walk you very far?

Uh, no.

Did you hear them
talking about anything?

No.

I do remember going
up and down ramps.

Yeah, they changed
cars in a parking garage.

Joanne, I have some pictures here
that were taken at the time of the robbery.

Would you look at them?

See if you can
identify anybody there.

Joanne: That must have been
taken just before she shot Mrs. Carter.

Hmm.

Well, that's certainly
the other one.

She's really
beautiful, isn't she?

Yeah, she's a winner.

Joanne, tell me now, did you ever see
any one of these girls in the bank before?

No.

Bill: Are you sure?

Well, I can't say
they never were in.

I just don't remember
seeing them.

What about him?

No.

Okay. I guess that's
it for the time being.

Uh, joanne, um, could I see you
for a couple of minutes, alone?

- You don't mind, do you, bill?
- Thanks, joanne.

-Hope you feel better.
-Hmm.

If there's anything you need,

I'd be happy to go down to the
drugstore on the corner and...

No, I'll be going home pretty
soon, but thank you anyway.

Okay, joanne, uh, you said

that aside from holding
the gun on you in the bank

and pushing you around and
transferring you from car to car,

they never hurt you.

No, they didn't.

Is that true?

No.

Do you wanna tell me about it?

Before they put me
in the second car...

[Crying]

one of the men raped me.

[Sniffles]

I fought back as
hard as I could.

I know you did.

[Sniffles]

Joanne, you weren't blindfolded
when it happened, were you?

No... how did you know that?

Because I'm a cop,

and I could tell
by your reactions

that you knew what at least
one of the men looked like.

This rape thing.

I mean, it doesn't have
to come out, does it?

Well, you know some people
and I'd never hear the end of it.

It might have to
come out in court later

but, uh, for now, it's
between you and me.

Where were the other two men?

[Inhales then exhales]

In the second car, I guess.

He took me down to the beach

so I didn't see either
them or the car.

What did the man look like?

[Inhales deeply]

He was tall, he
had dark hair and...

And he was ugly.

What were the girls
doing while it happened?

They watched.

Karen: Hey.

Laurette: Good morning, honey.
-Hi.

Karen: Is your mommy home?

Sure.

Hey, what's wrong
with the skates?

I left them outside
all night and they rot.

Oh, no, well, then we'll
just have to fix them for you,

now come along with us.

Are you jehovah's witnesses?

Karen: No, sweetheart,
we're not jehovah's witnesses.

[Laughs]

Elliott: Alright, Mary,
I'll see you later.

[Jimmy choking]

What are you doing?
Who the hell are you?

Mr. Elliott, don't move.

Keep your voice
down and remain calm.

-Do you understand?
Elliott: Yes.

Now we're going
to go into the house

and I'm gonna explain
the exact details to you.

Meanwhile, for the
sake of your neighbors,

we're gonna act like
we're old buddies.

Okay? Come on, now.

You wanted to see me, San?

Look, I know Mary
wants a bigger house

but is this the way?

Leland, did you happen to notice a
blonde girl over by the writing tables?

No, but...

She and four other people
came to the house this morning.

If I'm right, she's the one who used
the shotgun on that assistant cashier

at milford savings.

Oh, no.

There's also a man
in the parking lot.

Originally, he was
wearing a stocking mask,

but they blindfolded
me on the way here.

Now he's got a tape across
his nose, dark glasses,

some kind of yachting cap.

Why don't I go over to
the phone, hit an alarm?

Don't do anything, please.

If I don't walk out of here
with a 100,000 dollars,

they said they'd kill
Mary and the kids.

Yeah, but...

Alright, what do
you want me to do?

Well... I'm walking out of here.

If anybody's really curious,

you take them aside, you
tell them what I told you,

but stress the fact that my
life and the life of my family

depends on nobody
notifying anybody

until this horror is over.

Okay. Now, when will I know?

I'll call you or Mary will.
Or maybe the police will.

[Exhales]

What do you call that?

- "Rolling the chip."
-Could I do it?

Yeah, maybe.

Hey, sandi, you got to
hold together, sweetheart.

You ever get the wind knocked
out of you when you're playing?

Yes.

-You let anybody know about it?
-No.

Why?

Because you wanted to
keep on playing the game.

-Right?
-I guess so.

Well, that's what life is.

You get the wind knocked
out of you time after time,

but you just won't quit

because you don't want
to stop playing the game.

Come on, kids. Your
daddy's coming in the kitchen.

Daddy, daddy.

Okay, you all did a good job.

Does that mean you're
through with us now?

Yes, ma'am. We're gonna
leave you and the kids here

and take Mr. Elliott with us.

No, not after all
that you put us...

It's alright, Mary. I
kind of expected that.

We'll call you in about a half an hour
to tell you where you can pick him up.

That is, provided there are
no sirens in the neighborhood

and we don't see
any detective cars

parked by freeway
entrances. Okay?

Alright, let's go.

Mr. Elliott, the
longer we take here,

the longer before you get home.

[Inaudible]

Thanks for letting
me have that moment.

What do you think
we are, animals?

Ladies.

The man who did most of the
talking was, uh, well dressed,

he could have been
in his early '40s.

-Did he have an accent?
-No, none.

[Inhales deeply]

What's keeping them?

Nothing could have
gone wrong, could it?

-How do you mean?
-Well, San called.

They were to pick him
up. Why aren't they here?

Mrs. Elliott, we'll
get him back to you.

It's okay.

[Sighs]

Look, let me ask you a question,

while your children
were in the other room,

you were alone with these
men for a couple of hours?

Right.

Did anybody make
any advances to you?

-No. -Nothing at all?

Nothing. They
hardly talked to me.

They watched television mostly.

Did they seem familiar
with the programs?

No. They were trying to get
a ballgame from back east.

They were flipping the remote.

Uh, wherever they're from,
the channels must be different.

-What are you doing, Jimmy?
-This was hers.

-Sure?
-I'm sure.

She was fooling with
it between her fingers.

Pepper: Like this?

Hey, where'd you
learn to do that?

Cop school.

Your daddy's home.

What's to say they didn't
stop at Vegas on the way?

Nothing, except that they
do have girl dealers in Vegas

and if they were
just passing through,

she would have
cashed in her chips.

You made your point.

Besides, none of the
money has shown up locally.

One credit.

[Telephone ringing]

Crowley. Yeah, I've
been expecting the call.

Where? Okay.
We'll get a team out.

Yeah, and thank them
for their cooperation.

Orange county sheriff's deputies

just found the getaway
car in seal beach.

William, I think we've got it.

-The ballgame?
-Right, take a look.

Mrs. Elliott said the
two guys at the house

were having trouble
finding a ballgame back east.

Las Vegas and here. Right?

At 2:20, you could
start picking up the game

between the mets and
reds on channel four locally.

But in Vegas, the network
outlet is channel nine,

which is local programming here.

So to be hitting the
remote at the Elliott house,

they probably had
to hit 9, 11, 12 and 13,

you know, before they found
what they were looking for.

Okay.

Pepper, I want you to get Las
Vegas intelligence on the tube,

wire photo them everything we've
got in the way of physical evidence,

photos, sketches, m.O.
Reports, whatever we've got.

Okay.

Also notify the bureau to start
working on it from their end.

Okay.

-And, pep?
-Hmm?

Remember, with Vegas
it's always a gamble.

[Clears throat]

Seal beach is in
orange county, right?

But it's not that far away.

They could have doubled
back on the freeway

and taken a plane out, the
way they did the first time.

If that's what they
did the first time.

This morning we started
out with two chances,

slim and none at all.

Hmm. I guess it's too
early to hear anything.

I'm gonna make a call.

I was just gonna check
in. You're checked in.

Hey, susie, how
about a little service?

Susie: Yeah,
What'll it be, bill?

-Uh, three hot teas.
-Three hot teas?

Three hot teas.

We're starting to get interesting
feedback out of Vegas.

- Great.
- They've seen our teletypes on the robberies

and the suspect descriptions,

but so far it means nothing
to their bank robbery detail.

[Chuckles]

Alright, now,

they ran the whole package
through the Nevada c.I.I.

And they came up
with a possible match

on a bank robbery in
Carson city nine months ago.

I must be getting old.

That was the one where they took
the young bank cashier from his home?

Hmm. And dropped
him off later in the desert

after they'd hit the bank.

Only there weren't
five, there were four.

There was no
white girl involved.

But one of the men
did rape the wife

while they were waiting for the
man to come home with 61,000.

Did they get an
I.D. On any of them?

Yeah, now that's the good part.

Uh, they picked up a young
guy catching a flight out of Vegas

and hummed him in overnight.

He fits the wife's description,

only she couldn't or wouldn't
pick him out of a line-up

so they had to kick him loose.

Mm-hmm. Can we get his picture?

[Sighs]

We're gonna check
with mccormack girl again

and if she says this is
the guy who raped her,

then you and I are
taking a flight to Vegas.

Hey, Ben, what does the
name John fenner mean to you?

He's an old fly boy, gone sour.

I think he made it as
far as lieutenant colonel

before they cashiered him.

On what charge?

Theft. He took
everything with a plane.

He ended up as a pit
boss on the strip for a while.

How about George Collins?

Mm-mm.

The manager says they
keep rooms 318 and 19

and they are very
friendly with changes.

The only one he's
seen tonight is Collins.

Collins went out and
came back a bit ago

with some papers
and some groceries.

They must be all tired
out after a hard day's work.

[Inaudible]

You want to do
the honors, Steve?

You people made the case.

It's your home town.

[Air blowing]

Lawrence chambers, Karen Wilson,

laurette Blake, John
fenner, George Collins.

This is the Las Vegas
central police department.

We have warrants
for your arrest.

Come out one at a time with
your hands over your heads.

This is a second and
final order to surrender.

Lawrence chambers,
Karen Wilson, laurette Blake,

John fenner...

[gunfire]

Freeze, Turkey.

[Gunshot]

[Whistles]

Well, it looks like
every cent of it.

I don't get it.

Why didn't the others
come back here with him

and why did he come back?

[Dog yelping]

He came back because of his dog.

[Telephone ringing]

Hello. Yes, Johnny.

What? How do you know?

But how? How could they?

I don't know.

I called him to find out what
plane he was taking in the morning

and a strange voice came
on the other end so I hung up.

I called his sister.

She was hysterical,

but her husband tells
me it's all over the strip,

even on late night TV in Vegas.

Who was it?

Could be all of them I guess,

FBI, Vegas p.D, maybe even
some of the people from here.

Oh, they used a bull horn

and called out every
one of our names.

Oh, my god. What're we gonna do?

Okay.

Now we're gonna get
by. You just listen to me.

Stay in your rooms, keep
calm and wait for me to call you.

-Okay?
-Yeah, okay.

Alright, Johnny.

What is it?

They got George at the falcon.

There were cops all over the
place and they blew him apart.

Bill: Graumann fed the sum total
of the information we've gotten

from the two local hits

and the one in
Carson city into Patrick.

Now in this machine's
informed opinion,

there are 14 possible
places they may hit.

Six of them are in the,
uh, downtown area,

six of them in the
western or beach section

and two are in the valley.

-They're all to be staked out?
-Correct.

Which one do we
get to cover and why?

This one. Because
it's Patrick's first choice.

Well, good morning.

Now, did someone
explain everything to you?

Yes, they did.

Is that a southern
accent I detect?

No, that's a slight
west Texas accent.

Southwest Texas.

You don't look
like a banker to me.

You don't look like
a policeman to me.

Welcome to the club.

[Telephone ringing]

-Morning.
-Yeah.

Uh, good morning.

Thank you, kindly.

[Telephone ringing]

How's trainee styles doing?

Well, to tell you the truth,

he doesn't seem to have
much interest in the work,

and not much in
the way of aptitude.

I was concentrating
on something else.

That's kind of a shame,

because we were hoping you'd
get to like it and quit the force.

Look, William.
That's the last straw.

From here on in,
you're on your own.

I've been holding
him up for years

and this is the thanks I get.

He's a real holdup artist.

[Chuckles]

We may be down
to two pretty soon

'cause styles ain't
cutting it as a teller.

Oh, I thought it might be you,

running off with miss
Texas over there.

She is awfully cute, isn't she?

She's a doll.

I just might let
her [inaudible].

[Chuckles]

[Inaudible]

Bill: "Dear, Clint Eastwood,

although you refused to answer
my telephone calls and letters,

I still feel..."

what happened to your
romance with Paul Newman?

Down the drain. Just like
the one with Gregory peck.

You have interesting friends.

[Exhales]

What's wrong?

I'm not a complainer, right?

You have... you
have your moments.

This is one of them.

[Exhales]

Playing sitting ducks
for those shot gun freaks,

it's kind of creepy.

I don't mind tell you, this is
not my favorite assignment.

Can you spare it?

I've heard about meat
shortage, but this is ridiculous.

Lady, those patties are
made up with other hands.

If they were mine,
there'd be no meat.

Man, my feet are killing me.

You might know, the good whites
the ones get the sit down jobs.

[Clears throat]

Well, don't worry about it.

Royster's so tired he's
home soaking his feet

and worrying about sunstroke.

You know what
I've been thinking?

That little blonde's
27 years old.

I wonder how she'd like to
spend a weekend in San Francisco

with an affectionate and
free-spending man of the world.

Well, if that's what she's
got in mind, that lets you out.

[Chuckles]

Two days. 14 branches. 86 men.

Nothing.

Sure. They know they're hot.

They still want to
make another strike.

Mm-hmm. Thinking
we may back off.

Exactly.

What's the rest of it?

Metro has a vice
presidential visit coming up.

They'll give us two days and
they won't give us anymore.

But, sid, they lost a 100,000
when we got George Collins.

So they must have
an alternate hit in mind.

I say they'll make it and
go someplace to cool off.

I just got through saying the same
thing in the commander's office.

And he said, "two more days."

Two more days.

Here's some coffee for
you, pep. Ease your troubles.

-You just made it.
-Yes.

Is that a new girl?

No, that's Ann St. Clair.

She was off for a couple of
days because of family problems.

- You want me to introduce you?
- No. I can do that.

-Excuse me.
-Yeah.

I'm pepper Anderson.

I don't know if
you've been briefed.

Oh, yes, I do know.

My friend, Margie,
explained everything.

Good. Now, chances
are nothing will happen,

but if it does, follow
the instructions exactly.

Oh, yeah, that
seems simple enough.

Now if you want
me to look scared,

I'm sure I can manage that.

You and me both.

These are the four
people we're looking for.

I've seen her, the black girl.

-Here in the bank?
-Hmm, let me think.

-Customer?
-No.

Maybe she came
in to cash a check.

No.

Yes, that's it. New accounts.

[Exhales]

Uh, do you think you
can handle it today?

What, this?

Look, I'm gonna
resign the force,

come back here and
be a big time bank teller.

You see, you deal with a
nicer class of people here.

[Chuckles]

Ahem, excuse me
a moment, please.

[Chuckles]

Oh, here it is.

She did come in a few days ago.

I took her application
but I almost threw it out

because none of
it checked through.

The 16th.

That's the day before
they hit patriot savings.

-Oh, does that mean?
-It could.

Excuse me, miss hewlett,
have you seen crowley?

Hello.

Yeah, uh, yeah, pep,
what can I do for you?

Laurette Blake was in
this bank on the 16th.

She filled out a
phony application.

Royster here.

Fenner and chambers
just entered the bank.

It's going down.

Man: That's a Roger, Pete.

The girls were
dropped off in the front.

S-7 to control. It's
happening at western mutual.

Control: Control.
That's a Roger.

We will send in additional units

and copy to robbery-homicide.

-Good morning.
-Yeah, good morning.

Back against the wall.

Everybody, back
against the wall.

You too. Come on, move.

[Screams]

Alright, that goes
for you people too.

You step back against the
wall, you don't pick up anything,

you don't touch anything. Move!

Open it. Open it.

Get back. Get back.

[Telephone ringing]

Yeah, you know me,
don't you, bright eyes?

Anne: Uh, no.

I mean, I'm not sure.

Be sure.

Heh, I did a whole number
for you a couple of days ago.

But relax, I'm only going
to make one withdrawal.

Yeah, I just sat down
right here and i...

How come you
got my application...

That would be very foolish.

Fenner, it's all over.

It's all over, fenner,
slide that gun out.

[Groans]

Slide that gun out.

Now come to the center
of that door with your hands

locked on top of your head.

I said on top of your head.

Down on your knees.

Come on.

How is it, Joe?

It hurts like
hell but I'll live.

Let me try to handle
it. Hang in there, buddy.

You okay?

Is Joe okay?

Heh. He's too... he's too
honored to get hurt bad.

[Sighs]

Take it easy, kid.

Something like this
doesn't happen every day.

Hmm.

Maybe... someday... sometime...

I'll be able to accept that.

[Theme music playing]