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[MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Mr. Melnic?

Yeah, that's me.

I called you.

That's the house right there.

That's where he lives.

I saw him on 10 Most Wanted.

He killed five people in Denver.

Can you believe it?

Five of them.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!

Boom Just like that.

My neighbor.

It checks out.

Richard McGinnis.

Robbery, homicide, interstate flight.

And the guy's a cop killer.

I got backup on the way.

OK.

Um, Mr. Melnic, you've been very helpful.

Why don't you get back in the house

and let us handle it from here?

So why don't we get a closer look while we're waiting?

Hey, what about my reward?

Don't I get to be on TV or something?

August.

Freeze!

Police!

Did you notice how that never works?

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[GRUNTING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Uh!

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[POLICE SIREN]

[CAR HORNS]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[CAR HORN]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Huh.

It's only an ounce.

An ounce?

You're under arrest for murder, McGinnis.

[LAUGHING]

AUGUST: What the hell is funny, pal?

Ha!

It ain't Richard McGinnis.

I play-- I played him.

I played him on TV on 10 Most Wanted.

I'm an actor.

Um.

Mac.

Yeah?

You're not going to like this.

Hawk Olson.

Are you kidding me?

I just chased some dead beat, out of work actor

through half the streets of LA?

I'm not a dead beat, and I'm not

out of work either, all right?

- Arrest him anyway! - For what?

CHASE: For the dope!

Arrest him for the dope!

What are you doing?

Not worth the paperwork.

Fine.

What kind of stupid name is Hawk?

You've got a point.

Chase.

[LAUGHING]

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

Listen, you micro-cephalic.

You know, I think you could use the point

in your head to split coconuts.

Now, if you and six of your buddies

drive around in a low-rider '67 Impala

wearing white t-shirts, baggy chinos and hair nets,

you can't go getting all upset because the man pulls you over.

You are asking for it!

MAN (ON RADIO): Gangsters, man.

Why didn't you fix up the car? Huh?

I wanted it to look bad, dude.

Bad?

As in mean.

Menacing, right?

MAN (ON RADIO): Ye-- yeah.

JERRY: Yeah.

When you put on your white t-shirts,

your baggy chinos, and your hair nets,

did you say, yeah, let's all dress like Charlie Brown.

MAN (ON RADIO): No way, man. We look hard.

Charlie Brown.

What are you saying? - Hard!

Tough! Yeah!

You wanted to look dangerous.

Is that the general idea?

MAN (ON RADIO): Dangerous.

We are dangerous.

You saying we playing?

JERRY: What I'm saying, taco head,

is that when the cops pulled you over,

they paid you the ultimate compliment.

Because it means the car, the chinos, the stupid hair cut,

it all worked!

You look so damn bad man, you had the cops worried.

Next caller!

And this one better have two brain cells to rub together,

or I'm selling this job to Kato Kaelin!

MAN (ON RADIO): What do you think of Bobby Roman?

Getting the kiddie porn ring?

JERRY: He's scum!

I've been saying this for months.

The guy's human garbage!

Telling the court it was stuff sent to him

that refused to publish.

Then why didn't you burn it, Bobby?

That jury must have been hand picked porn hounds.

WOMAN: Sick and tired of you talking--

Where do you think you're going, young man?

Get back here!

[INAUDIBLE]

JERRY: Hey, listen.

Looking at pictures of naked women

is a good, wholesome, American tradition.

Kiddie porn isn't the same thing at all!

Bobby Roman is a sicko!

Click!

Bang!

Shoot him in the head!

All right, who's next?

MAN (ON RADIO): Bertha De la Moines.

She's defending the doctor who performed illegal abortions

at state run clinics.

JERRY: Ah, yes.

Big Bertha.

JODI: Do we have to listen to this guy?

He's awful.

Oh, come on honey.

You can't take him seriously. He's harmless.

Mmm.

The Geneva Convention blew it when

they didn't ban testosterone.

You'd miss it if it--

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

Yeah! @ Uh huh.

Yeah. No, no.

I do want to see it.

Uh huh.

What time?

Five?

Great.

All right, I'll be there.

See what?

This right there.

What do you want with a boat?

Click!

Bang!

Shoot her in the head!

[GUNSHOT]

So what do you want with a boat?

[GUNSHOTS]

11, 12.

You know, August.

It's a challenge.

The romance.

Man versus the sea.

The sun in your face.

The wind in your hair.

The bills up the wazoo.

[GUNSHOTS]

CHASE: 13, 14.

[GUNSHOTS]

What are you doing?

I'm counting the shots.

He's got a 92 F Beretta with a 15 shot clip.

[GUNSHOT]

15.

All right, let's go.

All right, Sundance.

Playtime's over.

[GUN CLICKING]

Hold it!

Stop!

I already did this today.

It's your turn.

I'll wait for you outside.

What?

Mac?

We're gonna have a talk, big fellow.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Ohh!

Oh!

Whoah, whoah, whoah. It's OK, folks.

It's OK.

Police.

All right?

Just clear the area for me, OK?

OK, Sundance.

Whatever your name is.

Come out, come out, wherever you are.

[GRUNTING]

Getting tired?

Come on, copper!

Whoo. Whoah!

Sweating, huh?

Oh!

Oh!

Ow!

Hey!

[INAUDIBLE]

[INAUDIBLE]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

CHASE: August!

Wait a second!

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[INAUDIBLE]

CHASE: OK, now!

[GRUNTING]

Ahh!

Oh!

Uh. Uh.

CHASE: Come on! [INAUDIBLE]

Get up.

Come on!

FUGITIVE: God, I-- Uh.

[PHONE RINGING] - Hold on.

Hold on. Hold on.

FUGITIVE: Ohh.

Chase.

WOMAN (ON PHONE): Chase, Captain Jensen

says to get down to the Beverly Hills Health Club.

There's a steamed stiff waiting for you.

OK.

We're on our way.

FUGITIVE: Oh, my back. - All right.

Come on. Get out of there.

Come on!

JERRY: Bertha De la Moines is a defender of welfare cheats,

thieves, and baby killers.

Last year, when she was defending that--

MAN: Ward! JERRY: --hideous

[INAUDIBLE] MAN: Hey Ward!

Bet back to work and turn that junk off!

JERRY: Then she took that case just

before the Democratic cau--

[INAUDIBLE]

JERRY: --she's running for office.

Come on!

She's a bigger ham than Quentin Tarantino.

Ham?

She's an entire hog.

Hey Bertha, this one goes out to you, babe.

[PIG OINKING SOUNDS]

Ooh.

His name is Robert Roman.

Here's his wallet.

Robert Roman.

Name rings a bell.

Editor and publisher, Roman Scandals.

The magazine for the Roman in every man.

You know, this guy helped me get through puberty.

Hmm.

Whoa!

Let me see that for a second.

Yeah. Yeah.

Bobby Roman.

That's the guy that Jerry Maxwell's

were ripping on all morning.

Jerry Maxwell. The guy on the radio?

Uh huh.

That click, bang, shoot him in the head guy?

That's the guy.

You know what?

Why don't we start with him?

Let's go.

You listen to that idiot?

CHASE: I know he's an idiot, August, but he makes me laugh.

I can't help it.

AUGUST: Oh, a knuckle dragging, woman hating,

racist makes you laugh.

CHASE: Just because he doesn't kiss

the butt of every special interest group in town,

does not make him a racist.

He thinks special interest groups should be shot.

Come on, August.

You can't take this guy seriously.

You're confusing entertainment with reality.

Yeah, well, apparently I'm not the only one.

Hello.

Hi.

- Can I help you? - Yes.

I am Detective MacDonald.

This is Detective Brooks.

We'd like to talk to Jerry Maxwell, please.

OK.

Just a second.

[PHONE RINGING] - Shanice Adams.

RECEPTIONIST (ON PHONE): Hi.

There are two police officers here.

Police? RECEPTIONIST (ON PHONE): Yeah.

They're looking for Jerry Maxwell?

For Jerry? I'll be right out.

My.

What an arresting officer.

Detectives.

Shanice Adams.

Detective Brooks.

CHASE: Hi, and I'm Detective MacDonald.

What can I do for you?

CHASE: Uh, we'd like to ask, uh, Jerry Maxwell a few questions.

Is this about Robert Roman?

Uh, we just want to ask him about his fans.

Say that again.

Say what again?

What you just said.

I said we just want to ask him about his fans.

What a wonderful voice!

Have you ever considered a career in radio?

A-- You like my voice?

Oh, love it!

Say, all rock and roll, all night long.

All rock and roll, all night long.

Beautiful!

For Now put some bottom into it.

Make the Earth move for me.

[CLEARING THROAT]

Um.

All rock and roll-- - A, a, all right.

--all night--

Are we done here?

Excuse me?

Can we see Jerry Maxwell now, please?

Ah, yeah.

Um, actually Jerry's just going into a commercial.

This way.

Bobby Roman is dead.

Fine!

Hallelujah!

But if you think it was me, you're a bigger

butt smack than he was. MAN (ON RADIO): What?

Jerry, I didn't say that.

I said that--

JERRY: Listen, snot for brains.

Bobby Roman deserved anything he got.

You hear me? Anything.

But you-- Well.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

[SNIFFING]

Ooh.

Do I smell bacon?

Oh, hello detectives.

That's right, cement head.

The cops are here.

Apparently the uh, Sherlocks down at Parker Center

came to the same erroneous conclusion that you did.

Bobby Roman's dead.

Let's lock up Jerry.

All right, we've got to make some money here.

Look, if I'm not back after the the commercials,

I want you to come downtown and bust me out of jail.

MAN (ON RADIO): Don't you touch that dial.

Jerry Maxwell will be--

All right, what?

Are you meat brains really here to arrest me?

If only.

We just want to ask a few questions, Mr. Maxwell.

It's possible that uh, Mr. Roman's murder was connected

to one of your listeners.

I don't believe you guys.

Bobby Roman had more enemies than LA's got illegals.

And the first thing you can come up with is,

duh, must be one of Maxwell's gang.

Well actually, we're following a lot of leads.

ERV: Jerry.

Phone.

I'm a little busy here, Erv, OK?

ERV: You want this, trust me!

Is it my agent?

Maybe they made that book deal already.

Jerry Maxwell here.

What's your beef?

WARD (ON PHONE): Jerry.

Yeah?

Talk to me.

I don't have all day.

Tell those Stormtroopers to leave you alone, Jerry.

I did it for you.

Click, bang?

Ha, ha!

I shot him in the head.

I'll shoot them all in the head!

I'm your gun.

Who is this?

You're the best, Jerry.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!

DJ (ON RADIO): Always complaining

about that backache, huh?

With that lousy mattress, your crummy pillows.

Well, quit talking about it.

Come on down to Bowman's Bed Barn.

You'll love it! - Duh!

DJ (ON RADIO): Jerry loves it.

Must be one of Maxwell's gang.

DJ (ON RADIO): This is the Jerry Maxwell show,

and we'll be right back.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

JERRY: Are you out of your immigrant beating little minds?

Tone down my show?

Don't play the tape!

Erv!

This is the biggest ratings booster we've ever had.

We can't just drop it!

People's lives are at stake here.

And you're talking about ratings?

Hey!

I just got an idea.

Why don't you catch the bozo and leave me alone.

That's what we are trying to do, Mr. Maxwell.

But we're asking for your help.

A list of potential targets, any crank

calls that you might have received?

Oh.

The lists and tapes.

Do you know how long that would take?

I slide three or four new people a show.

You know, you don't get it.

Everybody who calls my show is a crank.

Hell, if they weren't nuts, they wouldn't be listening.

You know, look.

I don't have time for this, OK.

I gotta do a show.

ERV: Everything's cool, babe.

CHASE: I don't know, August.

What do you think?

Oh, I'm thinking an accessory, conspiracy to murder, maybe.

Obstruction of justice, definitely.

CHASE: Well, it'll stick long enough to pop him into county

for a couple of nights, huh?

Mmm.

JERRY: No.

You guys don't have a leg to stand on.

My lawyer will have your asses in court so fast it'll make

your stinking badges just spin.

CHASE: You know, and I'll bet that he just

has a ton of loyal listeners in jail, too.

Oh, yeah.

And those guys must have loved his three strikes

and you're dead idea.

JERRY: All right.

All right, damn it.

Terrorists.

Son of a bitch stromtroopers.

Fine.

All right.

Your leader has returned.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[INAUDIBLE]

JODI: Well.

It's um, really beautiful, honey,

but isn't it a bit cramped?

Honey, it's not cramped.

It's compact.

It's efficient.

Look how the kitchen table folds away.

It's great! JODI: OK.

OK.

Where do you-- where do you want to go with it?

I mean, what do you want to do?

I want to take moonlit cruises to nowhere.

Just the ocean, the moon, and you, huh?

JODI: Oh I see, it's a yuppie version

of a van with shag carpeting and a waterbed?

Yeah, so?

Well, I don't know. Oh come on, honey.

Please?

I promise I'll feed and water it every day.

Huh?

Mr. Lundquist.

Let's say we were interested in it.

Could we try it out overnight?

Yeah, tomorrow night.

400 bucks.

400 bucks?

And wash the sheets when you're finished.

AUGUST: All rock and roll, all the time.

No, no.

All rock and roll, all night long.

All rock and roll, all night long.

Yeah.

- I figured you for a jazz man. - Woman.

Don't sneak up on me like that.

Another mountain to conquer?

AUGUST: Well, see, this time somebody

spotted my talent before I did.

Said I had enormous untapped potential.

I bet it's a woman.

Yeah, as a matter of fact, it was.

Hey, hey.

What are you trying to say?

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Maybe it wasn't your enormous potential

she was trying to tap.

Ow.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

POLICEWOMAN: Dennis Rodman.

Madonna.

Prince Charles.

OJ Simpson.

Bertha de La Moines.

John Lomax.

Tommy Lasorda.

You're kidding, right?

All these people are potential targets?

There gotta be 100 names on this list!

OK, Captain.

So can we at least cover, say, the top 20.

The top five.

Captain, all of these people are at risk.

Everyone in LA is at risk.

What about the murderer?

Anything more on him?

His prints are all over the crime scene.

No attempt to cover his tracks.

But, he's not on anybody's list.

Never been arrested, bonded, or served in the armed forces.

Chang and I have been visiting some

of Maxwell's regular callers and rattling their cages.

But, uh, so far none of them have gone off.

We're about half way down the list.

OK. Keep at it.

That seems to be the best bet. Brooks.

MacDonald.

I'm releasing 15 guys to you.

Split them up anyway you want.

I want action this week.

All right.

We will get some action, Captain.

I mean, this is Chase MacDonald.

JENSEN: I don't mean that kind of action!

Come on, guys.

Be good boys.

I'm a busy man, here. - Ready, partner?

Let's hit it.

Hey, Chase.

Did you get his autograph?

Who's autograph?

Jerry Maxwell's.

Who else? - No.

But But I gave him mine.

Huh huh.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Is this it?

Yeah.

AUGUST: 9105 Morning Glow?

That's it.

Hey, uh, when we're done if you want, we could get some coffee.

And donuts.

You trying to live the American cliche?

Hey, I'm an American cop.

Yeah.

This guy's name's Fred.

He's one of these militia type guys.

He's got a rap sheet a mile long.

The looks of things, he's probably

living with his mother.

Watch out!

[SHOTGUN BLAST]

No trespassers!

Police!

Put down your weapon and come out with your hands up!

Eat me, cop!

[SHOTGUN BLAST]

[SHOTGUN BLAST]

I'm a free man.

I'm not subject to your laws!

I do not acknowledge the sovereignty

of the United States!

Clear!

He's out the back!

Clear!

Ahh!

Clear!

Ahh!

[GRUNTING NOISES]

[GUNSHOTS]

[SHOTGUN BLAST]

Ahh! Bastards!

Tools of the illegal government!

You have no authority!

[SHOTGUN BLAST]

[GUNSHOTS]

Uh!

Ahh!

[GRUNTING NOISES]

[SCREECHING TIRES]

[CAR HORN HONKING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[POLICE SIREN]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Ahh!

Uh!

Uh!

[GRUNTING NOISES]

Ahh!

Uh, ahh!

[GRUNTING NOISES]

Ahh!

Ahh!

[GRUNTING NOISES]

[POLICE SIREN]

Uh!

[GRUNTING NOISES]

Uh!

Ah!

Aww!

Ah!

Huh! Huh!

Huh!

Huh!

Hey, partner.

Cuff him!

Uh.

Uh.

Get up.

Come on.

A Chink with a badge.

Chinks and Jews.

The secret power in America.

The white man ain't got any rights anymore!

Sure you do!

You have a right to remain silent,

and you have a right to an attorney.

Uh!

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[TOY GUN FIRING]

BERTHA: I just can't have him here.

I'm sorry.

If he's going to watch me, it'll have to be from the street.

Miss De la Moines, we can't protect you from the street.

And I can't do my job with a cop hanging around the lobby.

Some of my clients are a little nervous around the police.

I'll bet.

AUGUST: Listen, we're only trying to help.

You have been Jerry Maxwell's number

one target for weeks now.

Hm, hm hm.

Help from the police.

That'll be the day.

Lady, exactly what is your problem with the--

[CLEARING THROAT]

We'll station him outside your door.

That's the best we can do.

You know, August, that kind of attitude really ticks me off.

I mean, I know there's a few bad cops around,

but you can't judge an entire group just because

of the actions of a few.

Well, now you know how it feels.

What are you mumbling about?

I said, now you know how it feels.

Now we know how what feels?

Get in.

JERRY (ON RADIO) Hey, now.

Not my fault. A nut is a nut.

He could've focused on anybody.

He could've been watching Martha Stewart

and decided to go out and kill people who didn't know how

to decorate with throw pillows.

You're out of here!

Next caller.

RICHARDSON (ON RADIO): One William 13.

Respond, please.

This is one William 13. Go ahead.

Yeah, you can pack it in, hot shots.

We got your man, and he's a live one too.

Are you sure he's the one?

RICHARDSON (ON RADIO): Well, he came

out shooting and preaching.

It sounds like the right psych profile to me.

AUGUST: We'll be in to have a look.

Just keep him on ice.

You guys can buy the steaks, OK?

Mac.

Huh?

That was Richardson.

He just picked up a suspect.

Thinks it might be our man.

Really?

JERRY (ON RADIO): Next caller.

Ooh, I'm going to give you the best ratings you ever had,

Jerry. - August!

August! August!

WARD (ON RADIO): I'm going to shoot him in the head,

on the air, right now.

JERRY (ON RADIO): Whoa!

Hey, wait a minute, you stupid wacko.

Don't do anything for me, OK?

You got that?

Nothing!

WARD: I know you're just saying that because you have to, Jerry

[TOY GUN SOUNDS]

That noise!

That noise!

That's that little kid's gun!

Bertha's!

Turn around!

Turn around!

[POLICE SIREN]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

I'm at the building now.

Come on, August! Go!

Go! Go!

Go around this guy!

Move that car now!

JERRY (ON RADIO): Listen, you.

Wh-- what's your name, anyway?

I'm getting tired of calling you that stupid wacko.

Ward.

My name's Ward.

Watch out for this car! Hey!

You!

Out of the way, now!

Go around him!

Go around him!

- Officer? - Yes.

May I help you?

Uh, what's the address of this building?

[TAZER SOUND]

Uh!

Bullet vest!

Come on!

Come on!

I'm going into the building now.

I bet the whole city's listening!

JERRY: All right, Ward.

Listen, Ward.

Now, don't go doing me any favors, all right?

Please.

I know--

I know you can't get out here and do it on your own, Jerry.

So I'm helping.

JERRY (ON RADIO): No, you are not helping.

You're not helping a bit.

Now, just stop for a minute and listen to me, Ward.

I'm at the office now.

JERRY (ON RADIO): Somebody has to call the police!

This man has a gun!

Ward!

You just hang on, OK?

Listen.

I don't want you to kill her.

Do you hear me?

No, I don't want you to kill her!

Yes you do.

Damn it, Ward.

You believe me every other day.

Why not today?

WARD (ON RADIO): I'm not dumb, Jerry.

I know you have to distance yourself

or they'd take you off the air.

But we know, don't we?

JERRY (ON RADIO): Ward!

WARD: Miss De la Moines. - Yes.

JERRY (ON RADIO): Ward.

Bertha De la Moines.

Defender of thieves--

Damn it, Ward!

WARD: --cheats, and baby killers?

What do you want?

Jerry Maxwell told me you had to die.

Ward, don't do this!

BERTHA: What are you--

What are you doing? JERRY (ON RADIO): Ward!

Click. Bang.

JERRY (ON RADIO): Ward! - Shoot them in the head!

No!

Ward!

[GUNSHOTS]

Mac!

Got him!

CHASE: Stop!

Police!

[GUNSHOTS]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[GUNSHOTS]

[GUNSHOTS]

ERV: That was perfect, Jerry.

Perfect.

Just the right edge of panic and concern.

This way we can play up the death and still make out we're

as outraged as everybody.

Shut up, Erv.

What?

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

OK. Don't hurt me!

Now just take it easy!

Take it easy, buddy!

[SCREECHING TIRES]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Come on! I need the car!

Police Business! Hurry up!

Move it!

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[CAR HORN HONKING]

Ah!

[CAR HORN HONKING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[CAR HORN HONKING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[EXPLOSION]

[FIRE BURNING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[CAR HORN HONKING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[EXPLOSIONS]

There, that's done.

What's next, Skipper?

Five seconds.

Five seconds earlier, I would have had that guy.

Honey.

Would you like to go home?

You're obviously not in the mood.

Oh, I'm sorry, honey.

I wanted this to be fun.

This guy has got like, so many targets,

and we have so little man power.

If I would've just been there five seconds earlier,

I would have had him. - Ohh.

[INAUDIBLE]

You know, if only I could get this guy to come to me.

That's it! - Ow!

Ow.

Oh, Oh, oh, oh! Oh, oh.

I'm sorry. - Ow!

I'm sorry.

Let me kiss it better, please?

Please? Hmm?

Oh. Come on, Chase.

It's really cramped in here.

I got like a knot in my elbow.

That's not my elbow.

No?

No.

How about here?

No.

That's not it either.

AUGUST: K M I F. Southland's very own Rock

and Roll Hall of Fame, no.

The Southland's very own Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.

Is this one going to stick?

[LAUGHING]

Aww.

I don't know.

Honey, you know I've been thinking about--

I've been thinking maybe I ought to get out of the cop business,

you know?

You?

The kid who was born wearing a badge?

Yeah, well.

I became a cop because I wanted to make a difference, Kendra.

Am I making a difference, honey?

Look at this place.

Nobody listens to a cop.

But a talk jock.

You see, the effect that Jerry Maxwell has on his fans?

Now what if someone could use that popularity to,

to inspire people instead of making

them all angry and confused.

Guess I'd have to get pretty popular first, though, huh?

Well, I think you're pretty popular around here right now.

Hmm.

Thank you, honey.

I love you too.

Here, here.

Give me a hand with this.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

WOMAN: Morning!

Morning.

WOMAN: Hi there.

Hi!

JODI: Mmm, I feel wonderful.

You know, maybe this boat thing is a good idea after all.

Nice neighborhood, huh?

Yeah.

JERRY (ON RADIO): Well, I'm sorry.

But if your special interest little boys' behinds,

you don't deserve to be represented in Washington.

You deserve to be shot in the--

you deserve the deaths--

you deserve some serious jail time, loser!

We've got to take a break.

Serious jail time?

What kind of show are you doing?

And pedophiles?

Come on.

If you want somebody safe, go after the Nazis, why don't you?

JERRY: It's the psychos.

He's cramping my style, you know.

I, I feel like I'm pointing a gun every time

I mention somebody's name on the air.

Oh, for crying out loud, Jerry.

Are you going to let some wing nut dictate--

CHASE: Mr. Maxwell?

Got a minute?

SHANICE: Doing your homework?

Oh.

You really think I have a career in this?

Put yourself in my hands, and I'll

have you on top in no time.

Because I've been thinking, you know.

About what a man with a real message could do?

You know, strong words about dignity and honor and love.

Mmm.

Now you're talking my language, honey.

Yeah?

You think we could make this work?

Like a freight train, sugar.

ERV: Uh, Jerry. We're back.

JERRY (ON RADIO): Oh, we're on the air.

Well.

That's just terrific.

Ladies and gentlemen, while you've

been enjoying our commercials, the gestapo

has arrived here at KNIF.

And I have been ordered off the air.

Well you know what, folks?

I ain't a going.

Well, I'm afraid you have no choice, Mr. Maxwell.

I have a court order.

JERRY: Speak up a little bit, detective.

We can't hear you.

I'm not going on the air with you, Mr. Maxwell.

Oh, why?

Are you afraid of a little public debate, detective?

Are you afraid to bring your stormtrooper

tactics into the light?

Now listen to me, Mr. Maxwell.

No!

You listen to me, detective.

What's your name?

Detective Chase MacDonald.

JERRY: Detective Chase MacDonald.

Well Detective MacDonald, I have done all for you

that I'm going to do.

All right?

I have opened my files.

I have toned down my show. Well that's it, buddy.

No more.

The police have no authority to, to push law abiding

citizens around like sheep.

You can't catch this guy?

Well that's too darn bad.

Well don't take it out on me!

If you're not careful Mr. Maxwell,

I'll have you arrested for obstruction of justice.

Oh, oh, oh, oh!

You going to arrest me now?

Well, you crypto-fascist black gloved, jackbooted, thug.

You're nothing but a bully with a badge.

You arrest me, Detective MacDonald.

You do that, and you are burning the First Amendment

right down to the ground.

You got that?

You-- you should be shot.

You're useless.

Yeah!

Click!

Bang!

Shoot them in the head!

Yeah.

That's right.

Click!

Bang!

Chase MacDonald.

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JENSON: MacDonald!

Are you completely out of your mind?

Well, not completely, Captain.

Yeah, a good 10% sane, Captain.

Maybe even 15.

My detectives do not make spectacles of themselves

over the public airwaves.

Well, captain it's uh, it's all part of the plan.

Oh!

You've got a plan! - Yeah.

Um.

What we're thinking is that, we want

to narrow the psycho's focus.

Down to me.

See, that way we don't have to cover so many targets, Captain.

And uh, and it saves the department some overtime pay.

Yeah.

And we're going to get Maxwell to pound on me on the radio

every morning.

You are out of your mind.

Well, Captain, you see--

I'm going to be armed and ready.

I mean, the psycho's never faced that before.

MacDonald.

You're and idiot.

But you're a very brave idiot.

Well thanks, Captain.

Can we go?

Please.

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DISPATCHER (ON RADIO): One William 17.

What's your 20?

POLICEMAN: We're heading uh, south on Figueroa.

Approaching downtown.

Ah, ah ah!

I don't think so.

Dive to the station, stormtrooper.

I want Jerry to see you die in person.

Why don't you just send him your underwear

like the rest of the girls?

Drive.

AUGUST: So, uh.

What's the first step.

I mean, do you send me off for lessons,

or is my natural talent ready already as it is?

[LAUGHING]

Well, you've got talent, all right.

But we need to hone your instrument.

I think I could free up a few nights for

a little personal instruction. - Good.

Good. That's good.

It, it,it would have to be on a Tuesday or Thursday, though.

See, because me and my wife, we, we run a gym

for the neighborhood kids. - Your wife?

Yeah, Kendra.

Um, see, uh, we have classes on Monday night--

Excuse me.

I think I hear my phone.

All right.

Hey, hey, morning, August.

I hope you slept well.

Um, like a top. And yourself?

Oh not bad.

Not bad.

Uh, Ward, say hi to my partner, August.

August, this is Ward.

He'll be playing the bad guy today.

Ward.

Wish I could say pleased to meet you,

but under the circumstances--

Shut up!

Take me to Jerry, now!

Geez, Ward.

Take a pill. We're going.

Listen, Ward.

Uh, why don't I clear the way for you, huh?

Shanice, get everybody outside of this building.

Right.

JERRY: Chase MacDonald is like something

out of a Dirty Harry movie.

He's a dinosaur that forgot to become extinct.

Well, let's rectify that, shall we?

Click!

Bang!

Shoot him in the head!

Hey, Jer.

Good news.

Our plan worked.

Jerry?

I brought him for you, Jerry.

I knew you'd want to see the stormtrooper die in person.

He'll never bully another law abiding

citizen such as yourself again.

But wait, wait, wait!

Look.

Don't kill him.

I don't want to see him die.

I didn't want to see anybody die.

The, the, that, that, that, that, shoot him in the head.

It's just an expression, damn it!

Oh.

I'm sorry, Jerry.

I forgot.

We're on the air, aren't we?

You can't say what you really mean.

I understand. - No.

No.

Not now.

We're off the air, OK?

Now read my lips, you mook!

I don't want you to kill him.

I don't approve of anything that you have done here.

You understand that?

Nothing.

In fact, I think you are a twisted little maniac.

Ahh.

Come on, Jerry.

I know you really don't mean--

Every.

Word.

But you said--

you said they should die.

You said Bobby Roman was a sleaze peddling pederast.

And, and, and Bertha De la Moines

with a self-promoting defender of junkies and thieves!

It's ratings!

Haven't you ever heard of ratings, Ward?

OK.

I didn't like what those people were doing,

but I was just overstating my case because it-- it sells!

You--

No, look.

Shooting people isn't going to help anything.

Just put the gun down, huh?

Put it down!

You're not Jerry Maxwell!

What?

You're not Jerry Maxwell.

Jerry Maxwell doesn't, doesn't think about ratings.

Jerry Maxwell doesn't tolerate scum.

He shoots them!

JERRY: No!

Don't be an idiot!

I'm Jerry Maxwell!

It's me.

No, no, no, no!

Hold it! August.

Yeah?

CHASE: I almost forgot.

Jodi wants to have you and Kendra over for lunch tomorrow.

Oh.

That sounds good to me.

Um, what time did you have in mind?

This is Jerry Maxwell!

I don't know.

I'm thinking around one.

You're an imposter!

You know actually, some time after two would

be better for Kendra and I.

You don't deserve to live!

How about three?

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Jerry going to be OK?

AUGUST: Yeah, he'll be fine.

The bullet passed right through.

Listen um, about lunch.

Can we do that at, at, four instead of three?

Four?

Well, that's not lunch, that's like an early dinner.

Let's do it at five.

I can't do it at five.

I've got an errand to run at five.

How about six? - Ohh.

Jodi's got aerobics class til seven.

- Hmm. - We can do it at eight?

You know traffic is getting down to your place at 8:00,man.

Let's do it at nine.

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