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Draw, partner.

This is not a homicide, Bernie.

This is a cop killing.

- Was he wearing a vest?

- Yeah, he was.

Bullet went right through it.

- You mean we got some sicko out there

using silicone coated bullets.

- Admit it, you killed him, didn't you?

- I killed no one.

- Why don't you go over there

and see if you can get his motor turned on, huh?

Captain, the killer is still out there.

You were the best, and now I'm the best.

It's as simple as that.

- You gonna bring him out?

- Yeah, it's the only way to catch this guy.

- Rick Hunter?

- Freeze.

You lose.

Works for me.

♪ Oh it's getting to me now

♪ It's all too much

♪ Lost my touch

♪ And the memory of it all

♪ Bring me to my knees

♪ I will crawl

♪ Misery coming in waves

♪ Goodbye and that's fine

♪ Lights chasing shadows

♪ Hiding sweet misery

♪ Coming in waves

♪ Goodbye that's fine

♪ Lights chasing shadows

♪ Hiding the noise

- Nice bike.

Was I speeding, Officer?

- Sure were.

Clocked you going just under 90.

Will you get your license out for me, please?

Draw, partner.

- Excuse me?

On the count of three.

One.

Two.

Hey buddy, take your hand away from that thing.

Three.

You lose, partner.

This is

one Mary nine eight two.

Cancel that code six.

I lost the guy.

That's a 10-4.

Call canceled, out.

♪ Oh I'm trading for no one

♪ Such a waste

♪ In the irony of my desire

♪ I'm afraid of being alive

- Help, help!

Somebody call the police.

Rufus!

Stay away, sucker.

Rufus, you make me catch you,

I'll break your neck.

Hey, what are you doing to her?

Leave her alone.

Hey, call the police.

Help, someone call the police.

It's a rape.

- Ma'am, I am the police.

Hunter?

- What the hell are you doing here?

- Well when I see someone chased a guy in high heels,

I get interested.

I was down staking out the drug store on Fifth.

- Yeah well, thanks for the assistance,

but I've got everything here under control.

- It's Rufus again?

Why doesn't he change his M.O.?

Jeez, he makes an ugly woman.

- Help, help!

- I'm being mugged! - Rufus, shut up.

They know.

So they know.

- Let's go, Rufus.

Man, you just made me put a run in my stockings.

Yeah well, it looks like you got

somebody else's purse again, Rufus.

Either that or you changed your name to Thelma Jones.

- Look man, it was dark.

I must've picked up the wrong purse by mistake.

I'm telling you, I swear I thought it was mine.

- You gonna steal a purse next time, Rufus,

why don't you try and make it match?

- Look, I thought I had the right purse, okay?

I swear to you, I did.

And besides, why aren't you guys out busting criminals?

- Because we like pounding on punk's heads like yours.

Now you know the routine.

In the car.

- Man, I'm not about to get in that car, you kidding?

- Get in there.

- Man, that car's a mess.

Besides, I just had my dress cleaned.

- Well take it off, dear.

- Yeah well, you wish.

Attention all units.

Officer down, Hollywood Freeway near Baron.

All units respond.

Hey, my wig.

- Officer never had a chance to get

his gun out of the holster.

Paramedics said the bullet went right through his heart.

- I have the complete report for you right here, sir.

I have been taking notes since I arrived on the scene.

I was the first officer on the case.

I got here about 0600 hours.

I have most of my notes right here for you.

- Was he wearing a vest?

- Yeah, he was.

Bullet went right through it.

- You mean we got some sicko out there

using silicone coated bullets.

- I have no mention of the bullet used

in the assault, sir, but my men are working on it.

- Vest would've stopped anything but a silicone.

- Captain, when is this country

gonna outlaw silicone bullets?

The only reason for silicone bullets is to kill cops.

I'd be damned if I know, Hunter.

I do have the make

and model of his last pullover.

It was a green Chevrolet.

- Bernie, if you look real close in here,

you just might have the address

and phone number of the killer.

- Hunter, there are more than enough officers

working on this case right now.

Why don't you and the brass cupcake

go and control traffic somewhere.

Oh no, I want to stick around here

and watch you put this case together.

This is right up your alley, isn't it?

- Oh my god.

How could this happen?

- I'm sorry about this, Doug.

- Does his family know?

No, we haven't told anybody yet.

- I know his mother.

Jimmy was the only son she has.

This ain't gonna take at all.

We're sending the car over.

Maybe you'd go, Doug.

- Yeah.

Yeah, I think I should.

We went through the academy together, you know.

We were best friends.

You find out who did this.

- We will, Doug, that's what we're here for.

You know that.

- Like to remind you, Hunter,

that I am the senior officer on this homicide.

This is not a homicide, Bernie.

This is a cop killing.

We're all senior officers here.

Hey, you all right?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine.

He was just a motorcycle cop and

my husband, Steve, was a motorcycle cop.

He pulled a car over one day and,

well, it never goes away, you know?

- No, it doesn't.

- What are you doing?

- Well, I found something.

It's a Valiant.

And it's new, it's not weathered by the sun.

Did you see where it was sitting?

Yeah, on the ground over there.

- If you were in a car off the side of the road

and just finished smoking a cigarette,

what would you do with it?

- Put it out.

- Right.

You put it out in the ashtray

or you throw it out the window,

which would be to the left of the road.

But either way, you wouldn't crush it up.

This has been crushed.

- Yeah, it's been crushed.

So, what are you trying to say?

- Come here.

You smoke?

- Yeah.

- Give me a cigarette, would you?

- Sure.

- Now, crush it out.

- It's not lit.

- Humor him.

- Just crush it out.

You see?

We're either looking for someone on a motorcycle

or somebody with a large hole in his floorboard.

- Bernie said the last call he put out

was on a green Chevy.

- Yeah.

We'll check with the night dispatch

and see if we can get some other information.

Other than what Bernie might have in his notebook.

I really want this one, Hunter.

- Yeah, so do I.

- I can't believe he's dead.

I mean, I must've been the last person he talked to.

Yeah, we know.

You were the dispatcher on duty last night.

Did Jim say anything about seeing a motorcycle?

- Wait a minute.

You know something?

It wouldn't be on the sheets because he had it canceled.

But he did call in something about a bike.

It had no plates, it was a new Night Hawk.

That's right, I remembered because

he made a comment about it being

the second one he saw this week.

He was just crazy about bikes.

But he canceled the call, right?

- Yeah, he called back and canceled it.

We didn't run a trace.

That's why it wouldn't be on the computer sheets.

- So there was a bike.

- Yeah, there sure was.

So Officer Tanner reported... - Just hold on, please.

- Seeing the black bike twice.

- Yeah, with the killer using silicone coated bullets,

you know he's gunning for a cop.

- You'll get your rights.

You can call your lawyer right after

we talk to the Captain.

Captain, a couple of our black and whites

picked up our man in the green Chevy.

Seymour Lebowitz.

They picked him up in Robinson's.

Get this.

Shopping for bath towels.

- This man looks like an accountant.

- This man is an accountant.

- Hey, he put up much of a fight, Bernie?

- And I'll thank you not to harass the suspect.

Captain, would you like me to proceed

with the interrogation of the suspect?

- Oh yeah, by all means.

- Let's move.

I said, let's move.

Let's go talk to Doug before he checks off, huh?

- Yeah.

Wait a minute, Hunter.

You're not gonna go talk to him in there, are you?

- Yeah, I am.

- I can't go in there.

That's the men's locker room.

- Well, keep your clothes on.

Hey, Doug?

Did Jim say anything to you about a motorcycle?

- Yeah.

Yeah, he did mention that he was thinking

about getting his own bike.

He liked the Night Hawks.

Why, what's that got to do with anything?

- Oh, I was just trying to put

a couple things together is all, Doug.

- Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Rick, we went to the Mustang Bar a couple nights ago,

just playing around.

There was a bike in the parking lot.

It was a Night Hawk and Jimmy was admiring it.

Son of a.

There was a guy inside the bar, Rick.

He'd been drinking a lot, he was real obnoxious.

He started putting the make on Jimmy's girl

and we told him to back off.

Well, he got all upset,

so we flipped our badges at him,

just to cool him down.

The guy went nuts on us.

He started calling us pig this and pig that.

So we didn't think anything of it

because cops have to deal with that stuff all the time.

Are you saying the guy on the black bike killed Jimmy?

Is that what you're saying?

- I'm not saying that, Doug.

Now just settle down.

We want this guy as bad as you do,

but you gotta relax.

And I'm sorry about Jim.

Thanks.

What'd you get?

- Nothing but a bunch of propositions.

Couldn't find who owned the bike.

Oh great.

This is the third pair of nylons

I wrecked in this car this week.

You got screws sticking out all over the place in here.

Got my change?

I'll use it to buy a new pair of nylons, okay?

- Bingo.

Yeah, he's on the move.

- You think maybe he's our man?

- Hey, we're gonna find out.

Cover me, would you?

Freeze, police.

- Don't move.

- Don't shoot.

Please.

- Well, I'm sorry about that.

- What is this?

- I think a mistake.

- We thought you were a suspect in a killing.

- A killing?

- Yeah, a police officer was shot last night.

He came from the same bar you came from.

- I work there.

A cop was killed?

- Yeah, there were a couple cops there last night.

Maybe you saw some sort of a disturbance,

like an argument?

Yeah, yeah cops, I remember now.

A couple of them came in the other night.

They kinda got in a fight.

Dropped a couple of trays of drinks for me.

- A fight, with who?

- Some guy, he's a real jerk.

Stands around half the night playing video games.

I don't know what it was about,

but they took it outside.

Probably some chick.

Well, one of these cops was killed last night.

Think this fella's capable of that?

I tell you, he's a real freako,

but killing a cop.

- Does he come there often?

- Yeah, every day about five.

He works nearby, gets off then.

- That bike you ride, is that yours?

- Yeah.

- Here's my card.

We might want to talk to you later,

so keep it in case you think of something.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Sorry once again, huh?

Okay.

- Maybe a dead end, huh?

- Yeah, maybe not.

Let's go see if we can find this guy at the bar, huh?

- How'd you get in?

Who were you talking to out there?

- You remember those two cops

who came in the bar the other night?

One of them was just killed last night.

Guess it was just a couple of cops checking it out.

Let's go to bed.

- The waitress told me his name.

Stoner Jackson.

- Nice name. - Yeah.

- Will you look at that guy?

He's been standing over there playing

that machine for about an hour now.

Okay partner, get your gun ready.

- Doesn't look like our boy's

gonna make his move tonight.

Why don't you go over there and see

if you can get his motor turned on, huh?

- Yeah.

One, two, three.

- Oh, wait a minute.

You lose, partner.

- Don't forget your margarita.

- No, I hate margaritas.

- I had to get you something.

I mean, you weren't here.

All girls like margaritas.

It's great.

- Excuse me.

- Be right with you, honey.

- The guy at the video game, what's his drink?

- Stoner?

Beer.

- I'd like to buy him a beer, please.

- You can take it to him.

He's a lousy tipper.

Okay partner, get your gun ready.

How about I buy me and you a drink?

- Well thanks pal but

maybe another time.

On the count of three.

One, two, three.

- Here's your beer.

- You made me miss.

Put your money in.

- Well, I'm sorry.

Want your beer anyway?

- I don't know you, do I?

- If you did, you wouldn't have forgotten.

Been in here for awhile and

nobody's bought me a drink,

so I thought I'd start the buying up and

get things going in the right direction.

- Thanks.

You want to play?

- Yeah, what do I do?

- The idea is to outdraw that little guy.

It's time for a Western shootout.

All right, I'll give it a shot.

Draw, partner.

On the count of three.

One, two, three.

You lose, partner.

Next cowboy, put your money in.

- You're dead.

- Let me try it again.

- Let's try again. - All it takes is practice.

You stick around, okay baby?

- Can I buy you a drink?

Get your gun ready.

- You might want to buy yourself one

after you see this.

Draw partner, on the count of three.

One, two...

You got to be kidding.

You cheated.

- You killed him.

You killed my partner.

Admit it.

- I didn't do anything.

- You killed him, didn't you?

- I killed no one. - Yes, you did.

- Think you're doing? - You get out of my way.

- Hey, that guy's got my truck.

- Don't, Doug.

We'll follow him, you call it in.

Attention all units.

Unit 21 is in pursuit of a possible 187.

- Come on, you gutless piece of junk.

That lousy pack of cops.

- Try this.

- Let me through.

This guy's a cop killer.

- Get back, Doug.

Get him out of here. - Let's go.

Hey look it, we want this guy as bad as you do,

so take it slow, will you?

- This cowboy killed Jimmy.

- Don't get it thrown out on a technicality.

- Look it.

I think you should just get back on your bike

and get back to the precinct.

Go ahead, get out of here.

- Think we got him?

I don't know, let's go find out.

I didn't kill any cop.

Then why the hell did you run?

- The cop comes out swinging at me.

He's yelling and hollering that I'm a cop killer.

I didn't kill any cop.

I'm on parole.

And that's geared.

- We're gonna check you out, Jackson.

You got one hair out of place and you're dead.

- I'm a thief.

I steal.

I'm not a cop killer.

- You don't have one friend in this room, you know that?

Let me just tell you something.

If you're lying to me,

I'm gonna snap your head off

and stuff it in a plastic sack, you got that?

You know what silicone bullets are, Jackson, huh?

You know what they're used for?

They're used for killing cops.

- Look, I told you.

I'm not a cop killer.

I didn't kill anybody.

- You're pretty good at that game, aren't you?

You know, the one in the bar.

The one where you shoot the bad guy.

Maybe you think cops are bad guys.

- What about the game, Jackson?

Just how good are you?

- I play for kicks.

There's a lot of people better than me.

The cops beat me.

Deke Broder, he's the best at it.

- Yeah, the cops.

You got in a fight with the cops, didn't you?

Maybe you wanted to get even.

- It was nothing.

I mean, just words.

I told you, I am not a cop killer.

I didn't kill anybody.

You got that?

You got a light?

- These your cigarettes?

Yeah.

- Not our man. - No.

- You mind me asking you why?

- He smokes the wrong kind of cigarettes.

He doesn't smoke the right kind of cigarettes.

You gotta be kidding me.

Now Hunter, tell me you're kidding me,

because I got reporters screaming down my neck.

I want to end this case,

and you're telling me things I see on Columbo.

- Look Captain, we've worked hard on this case

and we know we've got the wrong man.

- She's right, Captain.

- And Hunter, you know, you're just a human cop.

You're just like every other cop in the department.

You don't have any special psychic abilities.

You're not Superman, you're not Sherlock Holmes.

You're just like every other homicide cop on the force.

What makes you think you have all the answers?

- I had a good childhood.

Now look, Captain, the killer is still out there.

♪ Oh it's getting to me now

♪ It's all too much

♪ Lost my touch

♪ And the memory of it all

♪ Brings me to my knees

♪ I will crawl

♪ Misery coming in waves

♪ Goodbye and that's fine

- Hey, how you doing?

♪ Lights chasing shadows

♪ Hiding sweet misery

Thanks, buddy.

Draw, partner.

On the count of three.

One.

Two.

Three.

You lose, partner.

God Hunter, I was really hoping

you were gonna be wrong on this one.

- Yeah, so was I.

- So where do you think this is gonna lead?

- I don't know, our only connection was the bar.

I thought we were really onto something

but now I don't know.

- Hey, wait a minute.

Didn't Jackson say that the cops beat him at the machine,

that they were better than him?

- Yeah, right.

Well, I remember seeing the initials J-I-M

on the top part of the machine.

You know, when you get the highest score,

you put your initials in.

So Officer Tanner got the highest score.

His initials were at the top.

- Well, so?

Jim played the machine, so what?

- Let's go take a look at that machine.

Three.

You lose, partner.

See, there's the initials J-I-M,

and then D-K and then B-R-O, then S-J.

Stoner Jackson, he was right.

He scored fourth.

- McCall, I think you're onto something here.

D.K., Officer Doug Kirkwood, was number two.

And Jackson said this guy, Deke Broder,

was better than him, and he's number three.

And the only two guys that beat him

were the two cops.

Well that would stand to reason.

They're trained marksmen.

- Yeah, and they're both dead.

- Hunter, you know where this is going?

- Yeah, our shooter goes after anyone

who beats him on this machine,

and then draws them down.

- Do you know how that sounds?

We take that to the DA, he's gonna toss us out on our butts.

- Yeah.

We gotta draw this guy out.

- Are you playing?

- No, go ahead.

Want to get me a drink, honey?

Okay partner, get your gun ready.

It's time for a Western shootout.

Draw partner, on the count of three.

One, two, three.

Good shooting, partner.

- Hey, you're pretty good.

- The best.

You ride with the best.

- You mind if I play a game?

- I usually play alone.

- Oh, there's not much of a challenge in that.

Okay partner, get your gun ready.

It's time for a Western shootout.

Draw partner, on the count of three.

One, two, three.

Good shooting, partner.

Your time is on the screen.

- That's not bad.

Where'd you learn to shoot like that?

- On the range, I'm a motorcycle cop.

- You're a cop?

- Yeah.

Did you hear about those cops they found shot?

- Yeah, sure did.

- Yeah but the newspapers said they were gunned down.

- Yeah, a real animal at work.

But we're gonna get him.

- Yeah, I hope so.

What's the R.H. stand for?

- Rick Hunter.

Thanks for the game, appreciate it.

Maybe I'll see you in here some other time, huh?

- Yeah, I'm Broder.

What'd you find out?

- It's Broder, and he's pretty fast on the draw too.

- I'll run his name down.

See what information I can get.

- Yeah, good.

I want to sit on this guy and see

where his next move comes from.

He smokes the right type of cigarettes.

Now I want to see if he rides a bike.

- Not even close.

- He's gotta be waiting for something.

- And I'll bet she's it.

I think we just made the connection with the bike.

You're crazy.

It looks like he's gonna be there for awhile.

Why don't we check out his truck?

- Well, it's a camper.

That could be breaking and entering.

- I don't know.

He looks like a pretty forgetful guy.

Maybe he left the back door open or something.

You know, you'd be shirking your

responsibilities as a police officer

if you didn't investigate to make sure

there was no burglars back there.

Yeah, see what you can find out.

I'll meet you back at the station.

- Yeah.

Hi there.

What the hell are you doing in there?

- Don't you remember me?

You remember, I was at the bar, remember?

Don't you remember the bar?

- I said, what are you doing in there?

- Well, your camper door was just open.

You shouldn't do that, you know why?

Because burglars.

I've been looking at you and watching you at the bar.

And Sherry, you know Sherry, she,

she told me all about you.

- Yeah, you don't know Sherry.

- Yes, I do.

I know Sherry, she,

oh no, okay, I don't know.

I won't tell her anything.

Because that would spoil everything, wouldn't it?

- Get the hell out of here.

- Don't you want to have a little fun, huh?

Yeah.

Huh.

I put those bullets back, Hunter.

My own husband gets shot when he pulls over a car,

and I put the bullets back.

- Well there was nothing you could do.

You go in there without a search warrant

and you get this whole thing thrown out.

We gotta catch this animal.

- You know, they won't put a law

in the books against using silicone bullets,

but we make one tiny mistake

stopping a guy from using them

and we get tossed in jail.

- It's all how you look at it.

You know, we hang out and try to keep the animals

from coming over the wall.

When they do, we just kick them back over.

We keep kicking them back over

and pray to God that the wall doesn't fall.

- Well, what happens when there's an animal

on that side of the wall that you really want to get?

- You go after him.

- You're gonna bring him out?

- Yeah, it's the only way to catch this guy.

♪ Don't let me down

Okay partner, get your gun ready.

It's time for a Western shootout.

Draw partner, on the count of three.

One, two, three.

Good shooting, partner.

Your time is on the screen.

Compare your time with the best.

- Hey, looks like I beat you.

- Well you think you're pretty good, don't you?

- Oh, the best.

I mean, look at my score.

It's right on top there.

- Well why don't we just play it one more?

Then we'll see who's the best.

- Oh I can't, I go on duty later on tonight.

- Well maybe we should just play another game then,

just to make it fair.

Look, I told you, I go on duty.

Besides, I beat you fair and square.

- Well we're gonna play again.

I'm the best.

And I'm gonna get another shot at you,

one way or another.

- No, no.

You were the best.

And now I'm the best.

And that's simply the way it is, pal.

♪ Oh it's getting to me now

♪ It's all too much

♪ Lost my touch

♪ And the memory of it all

- Hunter, you there?

♪ Bring me to my

- Rick Hunter.

Rick Hunter!

- Freeze.

- Damn it.

♪ Misery coming in waves

♪ Goodbye and that's fine

♪ Lights chasing shadows

♪ Hiding sweet misery

♪ Coming in waves

♪ Goodbye and that's fine

♪ Lights chasing shadows

♪ Hide in the light

- Blink and you're dust.

Don't even think about it.

You can't beat me.

You lose, partner.

You know, somehow, it doesn't make it any better.

One animal's life for two human beings.

- Yeah, but we got him, Hunter.

- Yeah, we sure did.

Whose turn is it to buy?

- It's yours.

I paid last time.

Oh you know, I don't think I have any quarters.

Yeah.

- You know, sometimes I think you always

run out of change just so

you don't have to buy coffee.

- Help, police brutality.

Let go of me. - Will you shut up?

I found this guy running off with some lady's purse.

I had to chase him over two and a half blocks.

- I picked this purse up by mistake, man.

So what's wrong with that?

Hunter, Hunter, would you come over here

and talk to this fool?

- I got it, Billy.

Well Bernie, how you doing?

She hasn't hurt you, has she?

- She?

Hey honey, I'm more man than you'll ever be

and more woman than you'll ever get.