Original subtitles

Are you telling me the money came from the sale of narcotics?

- How much trouble am I in? - You're in a lot of trouble, Gloria.

- Police officer! Freeze! - It finally penetrated my thick skull,

that I could go to jail forever for what I'm doing for you.

- It'd pay you to be friendly. You know what I mean? - Yeah. It means you're a pimp.

There are 400 police woman who can follow orders if you can't.

What kind of stewardess carries a gun? Who are you?

That's not Gloria Hendrix.

[Dog snarling]

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[Gunshot]

[Gunshot]

Hester!

Bet you thought I wouldn't make it.

It hurts bad.

You're going to be alright. You know that, hester.

I got it... I got it..

Seven...

[Exhales] Eleven.

Is that an address?

It' s... plane...

What's plain, hester?

Every...

Friday...

Hester.

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How you doing?

Okay.

Pepper, it could've been you instead of hester.

Now, what the hell are you doing down here by yourself?

It's my job, why?

Look, if you want to solo,

i'11 get you a job directing traffic down at 6th and hill.

There're 400 other police women who can follow orders if you can't.

-Who do you think you are? -I was at home.

She called and wanted to meet me, alone.

Now, she was my snitch and didn't want company along. That's the way we worked.

Are you getting my message?

I'm sorry. I've felt better, bill.

Remember, pep, it's just a job.

What'd she have, pep?

She heard about a big shipment of junk coming in.

-When? -Tomorrow.

She works for hummel...

She worked for hummel construction.

He's a social conscience type, hires ex-cons. Her husband's one.

He works there too. He overheard a lot of talk about 2 a shipment,

passed it on to her and she was trying to pass it on to me.

What's hester's old man's name?

Pepper: Willie roper.

[Knock on the door]

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-Yeah? -Pepper: Mr. Reper?

Sergeant Anderson.

Oh, yeah. You're a friend of hester's. Just a minute.

[Lock opens and door opens]

Investigator Joe styles.

Investigator Joe styles.

You must be a friend of sergeant Anderson's?

0h, this is a friend of mine, an old friend of mine, she came by to see me.

Hester's dead.

Willie: How? 0. D.?

Somebody shot her.

I thought you'd like to know.

-Did they get him? -Not yet.

- What about that information? - What information?

Hester told me that you overheard something about a shipment.

She said wrong or you heard wrong cause I dunno nothin' about no shipment.

You sure about that?

Try and prove otherwise, nigger.

Here.

See that she gets a decent headstone.

She earned it.

And make sure that's how you use it.

Man, she's a cold chick.

"I thought you'd like to know".

Shut, up dammit and pour me a drink.

Huh. That's it.

I mean, that's gotta be it.

Royster: Anybody home?

-What're we going somewhere? -Nope.

We figured out what the roper woman meant.

She wasn't saying "it's plain" man. She was saying "it's a plane.

- " We checked it out. - Pepper: Yeah. Seven-eleven is a weekend special.

Flies down from Vancouver Friday nights, deadheads till Sunday.

Organized crime information at the airport came up with this.

Frank conray. Aka Frankie royal.

- He was the one in the French slammer, isn't he? - Paroled three months ago.

He's been travelling ever since. He's been a repeat passenger on seven-eleven.

Flight from Vancouver. Four times in the past two months.

Do we cut the fed narcs in on this?

No, I don't think so. Not yet. I mean, it might not go.

He could be here without the stuff this trip, or for a meet.

Know what I was thinkin', I thought I'd have customs lay out a special search tomorrow.

But not just his bags, everybody' s.

Okay.

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[Indistinct chatter on pa]

Okay, he made it through, clean. You two take the point.

Right.

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They look like button men to you, bill?

I don't know. Must be from out of town.

[Bell dings]

Alright. Hold it right there.

Against the wall.

You tailed Mr. Royal from the airport. We kept an eye on your car.

You know, Pete, he doesn't sound like a crook to me.

I detect traces of haavahd.

Haavahd? What are they turning out, crooks these days?

- [Both] What were we doing? - We were doing our job!

- You thought. - That's right, Fred we "thought".

- What do you want? You want a formal apology? - Boyle: No.

[Continue arguing]

Hi, sarge. How did the feds get in on the act?

Well, it seems Mr. Reyal had a change of heart.

He's been flying in periodically to talk to the fed narcs.

They want him to appear before a secret grand jury.

I could have briefed you on royal's status, bill.

This... uh... fiasco only proves that we should keep in closer touch.

Yeah, Fred. You're absolutely right.

You hear what he said?

Fiasco!

You hear that?

[Doorbell rings]

-Hi. -Hi, pep.

Hey, pep, we got your message.

-Want some coffee? -Royster: Cream only.

Yeah. Two sugars.

We've just been out checking the hypes.

And they're happy hypes.

All that good stuff just hit the streets.

Hester called the shot.

Well, I've been doing some thinking.

It has occurred to me that there were other regulars on that flight besides royal.

Like who?

Like the crew.

-The crew. -Well why not, bill?

Those cats waltz through customs with all that good stuff.

It's not that easy, Pete.

Hey, maybe they just bugaloo through.

Alright, I never said it.

Look, we'd have to put a tail on all six crew members, that means six squads.

And 26, 24 investigators.

I mean, what do we need 24investigators for. Why not just one to start with?

-Who? -Pep, when you were growing up,

-did you ever want to be a stewardess? -No.

Good. You'11 learn to love it.

We'11 put you on seven-eleven as an extra girl, trainee.

That's not a bad idea. I mean, what have we got to lose?

What does he mean "we"?

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Watch out for the old goat in 17-b.

-0h, you mean the pincher. -[Chuckles]

Nobody knows where the wild geose goes.

One more hour and sunny, I hope, California.

By the way, where are you from?

-Winnipeg. -Hi.

-Hi, Matt. -Hi. -You're both invited.

We accept. To what?

Cap's throwing a party for Sherry right after we land.

One of my stews back in coach.

She's leaving us to marry a rich texan.

-You'll come? -Love to.

Matt: Good.

[Answering buzzer]

17b. Better put on my iron pants.

0h, by the way, I didn't say, welcome aboard, Eve.

-0h, thanks, Gloria. Good luck. -Thanks.

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Matt: And a ginger ale.

[Indistinct chatter]

Thank you.

You sure I can't get you something stronger, like maybe a root beer?

[Laughs] This'11 be fine. Tchin-tchin.

Let's not forget the rest of the anatomy.

Ah, here comes Gloria.

Hi, troops. Having fun?

Well, we're building to it... lots of it.

Honey with the daydreams.

-Wrong, I only dream -Matt & pepper: At night.

- Hey, how about a drink? - No, I don't think so.

I don't really feel like partying. I'm getting this migraine.

I'm just gonna go on into the hotel and see you guys later, okay?

-Sure. -Okay.

Matt, i'11 be right back.

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Gloria, I want to talk to you.

Matt being a lech?

I'm a police officer.

I want to see what you've got in the bag.

[Scoffs]

Are you crazy?

What have you got in the flight bag?

Nothing. Nothing. See for yourself.

[Knocking on the door]

Open the door.

I'm not playing any games, Gloria. I want the junk.

Ah...

You don't have anything on me.

Gloria, believe me, we know every move you've made.

[Knocking on door]

Will somebody inside there please open that door.

How much trouble am I in?

Open this door or '11 call a cop.

You're in a lot of trouble, Gloria.

Now, we'd like to help you if we can, but it's only possible if you cooperate with us.

I'll tell you something else.

We're not interested in you.

We know you're just a little fish. We're interested in the big sharks. Do you understand?

There was this passenger.

I met him on an overnight to Montreal...

And we became... intimate.

And then I woke up one morning in a motel, terribly hung over and I think now I was drugged.

And he had taken some photographs of me the night before.

You should've gone to the police.

I thought about that.

But he gave me a choice. Either a thousand dollars per delivery

or those photographs thumb, tacked to the bulletin board at air flight.

- So you took the thousand bucks. - Well, he said there was no risk.

If I tell you everything I know, I mean, that'11 help, won't it?

Alright, miss Hendrix, wanna tell us who you make your deliveries to?

I don't know.

I put the bag in an airport locker

and then I put the key with scotch tape to the slot of a cigarette vending machine.

And that's it.

And then I leave.

You mean, you've never even seen each other?

No.

Come here.

[Door closes]

Look, I know what you've got in mind.

- But somebody in this town is gonna know her. - Maybe not.

She was recruited in Vancouver.

I'11 be wired. If the roof falls in, you'11 be the first to know.

Okay. But first we cut the junk down to ten percent and make the switch.

Then you're on your own.

[Indistinct chatter over pa]

Wrong locker.

The key to the right one'11 cost you ten thousand dollars.

Who are you?

You know who I am.

Listen, I'm just a messenger, ma'am. I don't have any ten thousand dollars.

Whoa. I'd stay put if I were you.

Alright.

I guess there's no point in it alright,

if I don't show up with the goods, they'll think I crossed them.

Why don't you tell them to give me my ten thousand?

Where's she wearing it?

Two guesses.

Miller: It's not that easy.

There's only one way to contact them.

Show me.

Miller: Okay. Come on.

-Miller: It's a drop. -Pepper: A drop?

Miller: A place I leave the stuff to be picked up by someone else.

I don't meet him and he don't meet me.

My only connection is a voice on a telephone that tells me what to do.

This guy's a dead end, just like that Hendrix girl.

Either that or he's a hell of an actor.

Pepper: We'11 leave a note with this drop,

telling them what I want and where to find us.

By the way, what' s your name?

0h, Harold. Harold Miller.

Pepper: Hi, Harold.

- Miller: Where do we meet? - Pepper: I said we'd be on the terrace.

-Pete. -All right.

Pepper: You married?

0h, this? No. Not really.

My wife left me.

-She took the kids. -What happened?

I got in this trouble.

Began to blow up... too much.

I couldn't tell her about it

cause she thought it was another woman.

What was it?

Miller: What it always is, money.

My partner and I, we had this little factory, marine equipment.

Things started to fall apart, started to go under.

We needed bread bad, so, I borrowed from this loan shark.

Dumb?

-Dumb. -Yeah.

Well, what do you know.

Scrapiron Simpson.

What so you mean, the fighter?

They should've called him canvasback.

Great left hook. Glass jaw.

Twenty five thousand dollars.

I already paid that twice on interest without even denting the principal.

Why don't you just tell him to get lost?

Yeah, my partner tried that.

He died while crossing the street.

Said it was a hit and run.

Hit and run!

A couple of weeks later I got this phone call.

They told me if I run this errand that they will forget the principal.

Hey, want some friendly advice?

I mean, you don't know me and I don't know you.

You get the money, get out of this, get away.

It' s a nightmare and tomorrow's a blur, a maybe.

Why don't you? Get out?

I told you before... already hooked into it.

There are times, when I wake up in the night, I'm sweatin'

and I'm thinking about the day I'm gonna sing to that grand jury.

Someone at the bar would like to buy you a drink.

Grey suit. Striped tie.

Oh no, not you my man.

Stay with me and sort of enjoy the breeze.

[Indistinct chatter]

-You're Gloria. -He says.

And she says: Fly me.

[Chuckles]

-Want a drink? -No, I'm here on business.

What can I De for you, Gloria?

You can listen to me. Very carefully.

It finally penetrated my thick skull

that I could go to jail forever for what I'm doing for you.

So I decided I might as well be hung for a sheep as a lamb.

- You're trying to rip us off, Gloria. - Not at all.

I think ten thousand is perfectly fair for a delivery worth two million.

Street price, I think, is the phrase.

Bonner: Street price.

- Are you sure you're a stewardess? - Hmm. Hmm.

And my boyfriend's a pilot. Hong Kong run.

He keeps hearing a lot about big money... big junk money.

Well, we're close to it now. And we want some, very much.

Somebody's gonna do it.

You forgetting about those pictures they took of you in Vancouver?

I understand they weren't exactly art studies.

Why don't you've a set made up for each of my friends?

And an eight by ten glossie for my mother?

- You're puttin' me on. - It pays to advertise.

You sold me, Gloria.

Well, that was just the come-on.

Now I've got some real good stuff for you.

Yeah. Go on.

The junk comes from marseilles.

I could transfer to Canadian overseas.

My boyfriend figures somebody like you and I...

Could make the pickup at the source and eliminate the middle man in Vancouver.

I got a suite here.

Let's go there and talk this all over.

-Love to. -Yeah.

After I get my money.

Alright.

Why don't you stay right here. Don't go away.

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-Tony bonner? -Himself.

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Condominiums are the coming thing.

I'm starting another in rosewood tomorrow.

When do you go public, Lester, so that we all can get a yacht like this?

[Laughing]

[Indistinct chatter]

0h, excuse me, will you judge?

Certainly.

-Another drink? -Yes, thank you.

[Indiatinct chatter]

Did I tell you, that you are the most gorgeous thing I ever have seen.

I don't like it.

It's the first time anyone's gotten to you.

But we could use her. She's a very smart girl.

Did Miller meet you, too?

No. Just Simpson.

Listen, Miller he's gettin' nervous.

Alright, mention that to Simpson.

He's the one that mentioned it to me.

By the way, this stewardess, she's a very foxy chick.

You know, you're giving me ideas?

Giving you ideas?

Privileges of rank, Tony.

Oh... Miller will have to go.

Here, ten thousand.

Tell her she gets the other half after delivery.

When things quiet down, I want you to bring her aboard.

Maybe after you talk to her, you'11 agree with me that...

Tony. We'11 see after I interview her.

All right.

It's all set. Meet you out front in two minutes.

Big yacht. Don't know who he contacted. Went below.

But the tub belongs to Lester hummel.

Willie roper works for hummel construction. Coincidence?

Crowley maybe.

Let's just run hummel through criminal intelligence. S-1.

Okay, we'll be right behind you.

Aren't you forgetting something?

You get the other half when you deliver.

What kind of a stewardess carries a gun? Who are you?

-Talk! -Don't hurt her.

It's not her gun. It's mine.

You ought to thank me for making him put it in my purse.

It was making a bulge in his sweater a cop could spot a mile away.

What if I got busted or something'?

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Alright, pick him up.

That's for messing up my hairdo.

-I'm sorry. -You should be.

-Bonner: Later? -Maybe.

Thanks for bailing me out with those creeps.

Who are you?

Name, rank and serial number.

Are you the police?

That was just a joke.

That gun was no joke.

I told you, I'm down here on business. Serious business. Now maybe I've seen too many movies,

but I thought I ought to have a gun to protect myself. If necessary.

[Radio] Information from intelligence. Hummel, Lester.

Charged labor racteering, New York City 1959. Acquitted.

Charged embezzlement, construction outfit, chicage. Dismissed. Lack of evidence.

His company, hummel construction,

borrowing three million from the trucker's alliance pension fund. 1974.

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[Indistinct chatter on pa]

Mr. Joseph styles. Please report to the information desk.

Could you, er, wait here just a second, I want to get some tissues.

Hummel?

Lester hummel.

Yeah, I know him.

Fact I tried to hit him up for a loan.

He... he turned me down.

Then, out of a clear blue sky, your friendly neighborhood loan shark called you.

Yeah. He said that do you mean to tell me that Lester hummel put him up to it?

Who would have believed it?

- Miller: How do you know all this about Lester hummel? - Pepper: I did my homework.

I take it from here. You two go with him. I'11 meet you later.

0h, no. This deal is strictly c.O.D.

Until I'm paid, I stay with the merchandise.

Give me the keys. Come on.

Keys. I do.

Hey, George, I'm with you.

I'11 stick with pepper. You two take Simpson and Miller.

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What'll you have?

Ya got a clean glass?

What are you, a health nut?

Give me a bourbon and branch water.

Where we goin'?

Just walk through here.

Hey, he's gonna dust him.

[Gunshots]

Police officers. Freeze!

Drop the gun. Drop it.

Turn around. Turn around. And slowly, slowly.

No, Joe. Don't shoot 'im, we need him.

[Dog barks]

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Hey, Pete. Better call an ambulance.

Mr. Miller, we're gonna have an ambulance.

Hey, Pete, better make that the coroner.

We been stood off, lover.

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[Whispering]

- Give me a shot of Tequila. - Give me a beer.

He's still got his flight bag.

Joe, see if he stashed it in the head.

Still has it. He's setting up a meetin' now.

Maybe he already did.

You mean with him?

Let's go.

I got bad vibes about old moustache there.

You go. I'11 hang on with him.

Hey, when you get a chance, down here.

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Where we goin', lover?

-Back to the Marina. -The Marina?

Then why all that jazz back at the bar?

-S-1. -Voice: Go ahead, s-1.

I'm requesting backup units

to stand by the vicinity of the Marina del sol restaurant parking lot.

Tell them to await my signal before entering the lot.

Also, have another unit meet royster, assist in surveillance of the bar.

-Where to now? -Bonner: Dig yachts?

I don't believe it. Hummel wouldn't take that junk aboard in a million years.

It doesn't make sense unless the meet's at sea.

George, call in, have the harbor patrol stand by with a boat.

Then have them move the troops up to here. Quietly.

Let's go.

That's it.

You're about to meet the connection.

He wants to talk to you about this marseilles idea of yours.

Well, what about the other half of those bills?

He'11 give them to you. 0h, and...

He's kind of a swinger so it'11 pay you to be friendly. You know what I mean.

Yeah. It means you're a pimp.

-Hey. -Ouch.

Guests coming aboard.

Cap, this is Gloria Hendrix, the little stewardess that's given us so much trouble.

Well, she may be worth it.

- Nice to meet you, my dear. You're a beautiful young woman. - The word is determined.

I know, you want to talk about your marseilles idea.

But you've had an exhausting evening. Now why not go down below to my cabin, freshen up.

I'11 be down in a little while and we'll talk.

Tony, I don't know who your friend is, but I've seen the photographs.

That's not Gloria Hendrix.

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This is sergeant Anderson coming to you from wet lip's boudoir.

I have already performed above and beyond the call this evening.

- Tony, help cast off, will you? I'm short of crew. - Yeah.

They've started the motors! Bill, come on!

- What happened? - I don't know. He killed the engines. Mike!

-Mike, what's wrong? -Alright freeze.

Police officer. You're under arrest.

What's the meaning of this intrusion? And what's the charge anyway?

Thanks, lover.

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Mr. Bonner is investing in one of my projects.

Free enterprise, I believe it's called.

I don't think anyone's passed a law against it yet.

I'd appreciate your uncuffing my mate.

[♪♪♪]

And I want your badge number.

Four-nine-eight-three. Sergeant William crowley.

Well, sergeant crowley, I'm sure it's been an honest mistake.

I think an apology will be enough.

Police officer. I want to talk with you.

- You ain't goin' nowhere. - This is probably what you'd call our best night.

- Hummel's clean and we lost Harold Miller. - Lost him?

Yeah, shot. Probably the same guy that dusted hester.

But they're interrogatin' him now.

Come on, pep, let's go.

Royster: S-2 to s-1. Come in, s-1.

Yeah, Pete.

- You'11 find nothing in that flight bag but bread, bill. - Yeah, so what else is new?

Bonner made the switch in the John.

We got old moustache and I got all the good stuff.

Nice goin', Pete. Call in the office,

tell them what's happenin', and we'll take the boat. Come on, pep, let's go.

9y51 to 9y90.

Can you believe it?

-Bonner, you're under arrest. -For what?

I know all about the switch you made in the head.

I gotta inform you of your rights...

[Water splash]

It's gonna be a short swim! [

[siren wailing]

You telling me that the money he wanted to invest with me

came from the sale of narcotics? How shocking.

That's a terrible thing.

Does that mean the sergeant doesn't have to apologize?

-I'd like to search your boat. -Alright.

So there's no further doubts.

You want to search? Be my guest. Let's humor the little lady.

What were you going to do with me, Mr. Hummel?

- A little fun and games before I got the Harold Miller treatment? - Ah, come on, that's nonsense.

Although I Grant that bonner said he was gonna bring along some swinging stewardess.

Who expected the rest of her pay-off for delivering junk.

Still nonsense.

You thought with your big yacht and all your money

that I'd succumb to your manly...

Manly charms.

Bill!

So what? Some torn bills.

With serial numbers. How unpleasant for you if they match those that bonner gave me.

- That was an illegal search! - No, it was perfectly legal, man.

You gave your consent. I can even quote you, be my guest.

Let's humor the little lady.' I just didn't know you had that much humor.

Evening, bill. Nice bust, huh?

Well, it's not much by your standards, Fred. Just six kilos.

Why didn't you cut us in?

I would have, Fred, but it looked like it was gonna turn into a...

Well, I don't know, a fiasco,

I didn't think you fed narcs would get involved in anything like that. Ya know?

Appreciate it, bill.

I mean with the grin.

Yeah, how about that.

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