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[music playing]

[police siren]

AUGUST: Dispatch, this is One William 13.

We're in pursuit of a suspect headed south

found on Sunland and Receda.

[tires skidding]

Attention dispatch, suspect is now headed south on Receda

at Sunland.

[tires skidding]

There was a time when people would

actually pull over for a cop.

Uh-oh, I feel another August flashback coming.

AUGUST: Well, hey, it's a fact, man.

Criminals used to have respect for the law, you know?

I mean, it made life a lot easier on ev--

[tires skidding]

--on everyone.

[tires skidding]

You think he needs gas?

AUGUST: I hope so.

MAC: Guess not.

All I'm saying is this high speed

pursuit thing just didn't happen back in the day

when I was a beat cop.

In the good old days?

[tires skidding]

[car engine]

Mac!

[police siren]

[grunt]

This is One William 13 officers

pursuing suspect on foot, Playa del rey Lagoon.

[hard breathing]

[grunts]

You know, in the good old days,

criminals had respect for the law.

Isn't that right, August?

Well, it wasn't exactly the old days, Mac.

August, why don't you tell them

how it used to be safe for girl cubs

to sell cookies in the park?

You know, it really wasn't that long ago.

It's all right, sweetheart.

The bad man won't hurt you.

You smashed my cookies.

I'm gonna tell my mommy.

[sigh]

(STUTTERING) August?

You're on your own, pal.

You know what?

I think we can put most of these cookies back in the boxes.

They don't look too bad.

I think it's gonna be OK.

Look at, we'll put them back in the boxes.

Everything will be fine.

[theme music]

[police siren]

[radio chatter]

Great!

Just what I need.

[radio chatter]

Good afternoon, ma'am.

You aware of the red light you just

ran through about a block back?

[sigh] I'm sorry, Officer, uh, Miller.

I guess I mustn't have been paying attention.

I don't suppose maybe you could, uh, just

give me a little warning this time, now, could you?

I'm afraid not, ma'am.

Oh.

Not even if I, uh, promise to be more careful?

May I see your license and registration, please?

[tires screeching]

[car engine]

You be more careful, ma'am.

[tires skidding]

[motorcycle engine]

[police siren]

[tires skidding]

[police siren]

Out of the car.

Come on.

I said, out of the car.

Keep your hands where I can see the--

[grunt]

[car engine]

Not right, August.

Cop gets killed, and the case goes

to the newest guy on the squad.

Well, Lawson was the first one on the scene yesterday, Mac.

Well, I just think he may be in over his head.

That's the Captain's call.

You want to tell the Captain he made a mistake?

Maybe.

That's, um, very creative, Mac.

You think so?

I've never really worked in cardboard before.

Yeah, well, I think you nailed it, partner.

Well, thank you, partner.

Uh, Mac, why didn't you just pay for all

the broken cookies, man?

Well, August, that wouldn't be fair to all the other girl

cubs in Megan's troop.

And selling them for her is fair.

She kinda made me.

She made you.

Yeah, Girl Cub's Honor, or something like that.

Every cookie box has to be sold honestly.

No massive buyouts.

Whoever sells the most cookies wins a bike.

[clapping]

You two finally busted up that cookie smuggling operation.

You know, I know a guy who could hook

you up with some high quality milk if you're looking a deal.

Gee, you are so funny, Lawson.

Hey, hey, hey!

What's happening with Miller's shooter, Lawson?

I'm on my way to interview the garage attendant.

He might have something.

How solid the lead?

Not sure.

Why didn't you check on it last night?

I just got the lead.

Well, what are you waiting for?

You got a problem with the way I'm handling this case?

Should I?

AUGUST: Hey, hey, hey, guys, we're on the same team here,

all right?

Mm-hmm.

Try explaining that to your partner.

Captain, you got a second?

What's on your mind?

Well, it's, um-- it's about Lawson.

What about him?

Well, it's really not about him

so much as it is about the case.

Officer Miller's shooting?

Yeah.

August and I feel that Lawson may not be, um,

the-- the best man for the job.

Is that a fact?

Miller was a respected cop, captain.

He deserves experienced investigators.

And you feel the need to point this out to me,

because I assume you know that I'm a very busy man

and I know you wouldn't want to do

anything to take my time from coordinating

this investigation, right?

AUGUST: Yes, sir.

No, sir.

No, sir.

MAC: Yes, sir.

Good.

As long as we got that clear, sit down.

We got a license number from a woman who heard

the shooting outside her house.

Uh, captain, she get a look at the shooter?

No, just the car.

We ran the plates, stolen yesterday.

AUGUST: Owner reported the car missing at 5:17.

The shooting was around 5:45.

Wasn't even in the system when Miller pulled the car over.

He had no idea what he was walking into.

AUGUST: Talk about being in the right place

at the wrong time, hmm?

You two want in on this case?

Work backup.

Do a follow-up interview with the car owner.

Is there something wrong?

No, captain.

Well, yeah, captain.

I mean, it says right here, the owner has no information

regarding the perpetrator.

That interview was done by a uniformed officer

investigating an auto theft.

I want it double checked.

You got a problem with this, detective?

Well, not specifically, but--

Captain, what he means is we thought we could

be more substantially involved.

We're investigating a cop killing here!

There are no insubstantial leads!

Now, get out of here!

Can't leave well enough alone, can you?

Why did you make him angry?

I didn't make him angry.

You did.

August, this is such an unbelievable waste of time.

Oh, no one's here. Let's go.

Hang on, hang on. I hear somebody.

Look, Mac, come on. Come on.

Come on.

We just take care of this business,

then we can get back to the squad, OK?

Aha, I thought I heard voices.

I'm sorry, my secretary isn't in this morning.

Can I help you gentlemen?

I'm Detective Brooks.

This is Detective McDonald.

Are you James Burkett?

Jim, actually.

Oh, this must be about my car.

Jim, the report you filed said you didn't see the thief.

Is that correct?

You know, I'm impressed with your diligence

and response time.

Well, actually, Mr. Burkett, we

have reason to believe your car may have

been involved in a homicide.

Now, anything at all that you can tell us about the theft

could prove to be very substantial to our case.

Oh my god.

Are you sure it was my car?

Jim, did you see who stole the car or not?

No, when I walked onto the garage, it was gone.

I didn't see a thing.

Didn't see a thing.

Huh.

Thank you, Jim.

Thank you, Mr. Burkett.

Yeah.

MAC: Well, that was a terrific waste of time.

Hey, Mac, at least we're on the case, OK?

All right.

Hey, hey, let's see.

10 boxes! I sold 10 boxes.

This is great.

What's this? $0.48?

Whoa.

At 4.8 cents a box, partner, I'll take the rest of them.

Yeah, very funny.

It should be 30 bucks in this box.

Hey, Lawson, give me that. - Hey!

$3, or can't you read?

I was gonna pay, I just didn't have any change.

Yeah, right.

Well, consider this your good deed for the day.

Mm-hmm.

No problem.

Keep the change.

Lawson, did you get anything from that parking attendant?

Not much.

There's a record of the car exiting the garage at 5:05,

but he didn't actually see it leave.

What kind of record?

Electronic key card.

He said most people just leave them in the car,

so he could've easily just slipped out

of there without anybody noticing a thing.

Here you go, captain.

Oh, thanks, Lawson!

Thanks a lot.

Anything from Burkett?

Nothing, captain, just like the report said.

Yep.

He walked into the garage.

The car was gone.

I just got off the phone with Vice.

Car showed up in a chop shop raid this morning.

Cragmeyer's got the report in Forensics.

I want you two to do the follow up.

All right, captain.

Hmm.

There's not really much here.

The car was totally clean.

No fingerprints except for the owners.

No evidence of forced entry.

No indication the ignition wires have been tampered with.

From what I can tell here, he just popped the hood

and started the car.

So obviously, the car was unlocked, right?

CRAGMEYER: Yeah.

MAC: You got anything else?

Well, nothing out of the ordinary.

Any idea who brought the car into the chop shop?

Well, they don't exactly keep records at chop shops, August.

It's kind of a cash-and-carry operation,

you know what I mean?

Look, I'm sorry, guys.

We're just not getting anywhere with this car.

[scoff] How easy could it have been, huh?

Unlocked car with the key card inside.

Key card?

What key card?

For the garage.

It was inside the car.

Hey, you guys smell peanut butter?

Uh, that's a new peanut based fingerprint

compound I've been working on.

Well, you know there's over 300 industrial uses for the peanut.

That's a fact.

I got nothing here but mint, some pocket

change, some maps, some insurance papers,

but there is no key card.

So where is it?

August, who cares about the key card?

What?

Do you think maybe he kept it?

I don't know.

Maybe he put it in his pocket when he left the car.

I think maybe we should double check with Burkett.

Oh, you really want to go back there?

Hey, man, you know what the captain said,

"there is no such thing as an insubstantial lead."

Let's hit it.

[music playing]

You are a beautiful peanut butter cookie--

[sniffing]

--and I'm your slave.

I'm sorry, Mr. Burkett is out of the office.

Perhaps I can help you.

Well, actually, we wanted to let him know

that his car's been recovered.

You have any idea when he might be returning?

Detectives, back so soon?

They found your car.

Really?

Well, that's great.

Mr. Burkett, do you make it a habit

of leaving your car unlocked?

You know, Angela's been nagging me about that,

but, you know, you'd think in a secured garage--

[phone ringing]

Excuse me.

What about your garage key card?

It was in the car.

I guess I made it kinda easy for the guy, huh?

What?

Who was it?

Right. August.

Yeah.

Excuse me.

(WHISPERING) Another cop's been killed.

Thank you for your time, sir.

Someone will be in touch with you about your car.

I told you you'd never get away with this,

and now I've lied for you, Jimmy.

Relax.

They don't know a thing.

Relax?

That was too close to relax.

Thank god they got that call.

Another cop was killed.

What?

Oh my god. What have you done?

CAPTAIN JENSEN: I don't wanna hear it, McDonald.

He just killed another cop.

I'm pulling all of the motorcycle patrols

out of the Oceanside area.

I can't risk any more.

Captain, that's a great idea, but it's not

going to help us catch the guy.

Will you at least listen to the plan?

I don't have to.

Look, I appreciate the fact that you and Brooks want

to help with this, but you are not

the primary detectives on this.

Just stick to the backup leads.

Captain, you can't keep the patrols off the streets

forever.

It's only a matter of time before he gets number three.

With this plan, we can be ready for him.

OK.

What's the plan?

[music playing]

Captain?

You've got to be kidding.

You told me that all you wanted to do

was talk to those cops.

You never said anything about killing them.

The plan changed.

How can you be so calm about this?

Justice was served.

But killing those men isn't going to bring Jenny back.

Of course it won't!

But it's their fault that Jenny died.

Now, they may have been able to live with it, but I couldn't.

And now what, Jimmy?

What's going to happen when they figure out it was you?

Well, that wouldn't have been a problem

if your brother had gotten rid of my car

like he was supposed to have!

Now it's part of the investigation.

It's just a matter of time till they're back here.

What are you gonna do?

Well, this morning's paper said the police

think the shooting is random.

As long as they think there's a cop killer on the loose,

they'll never connect the first two shootings.

What are you talking about?

Well, if it's random they want, it's random they'll get.

Oh, no, Jimmy, you can't do this.

I won't let you!

Well, you don't have a choice.

You lied to the police.

Now you're an accessory.

Like it or not, you're in this just as deep as I am.

[office chatter]

What the hell is everybody looking at?

Oh, you know, August, some people just don't

look good in uniform I guess.

I will have you know, my man, that Kendra told me,

and I quote, I look great in this uniform.

Well, you're lucky you married her,

because I can't imagine too many other women

sharing that point of view. - Yeah?

Well, back when I walked the beat--

Oh! In the good old days?

No, no, no.

Not good old days.

Just back in the day--

plenty of women commented on how great I look in a uniform.

[giggles]

WOMAN: Nice looking.

[laughing]

Really?

Imagine that.

[music playing]

[police siren]

[music playing]

[song playing on car radio] I'm on fire like a comet,

like a comet in the sky.

I'm on fire like a comet in the sky.

So I, uh, I guess you thought that light

back there was yellow, huh?

You know, if you go to traffic school,

this won't even show up on your record.

You, uh, drive carefully.

[music playing] I'm on fire like a comet, like a [inaudible]..

Well, August, that looked like it went well.

She was obviously dazzled by your uniform.

I don't wanna hear it, McDonald, OK?

Hey, uh, listen, if you wanna practice,

you can practice pulling me over.

It might spare you some public embarrassment.

You know, whoever told you you were funny did

the world a real injustice.

Please, Jimmy, don't do this.

It's too late.

I don't have a choice.

Sue you do.

We could leave town.

We could even leave the country.

There are plenty of choices.

We?

I know Jenny's death has been hard on you,

but we can get through this together.

Let me help you.

You are.

Everything will be all right.

Did your brother bring by a car for me?

Did he?

A black Olds, parked upstairs.

The keys.

But--

- Thank you. - Sure.

You know, I really hate eating like this, Mac.

I don't know why I can't just sit in the car

and have my lunch like a normal human being.

MAC (ON RADIO): Because, August, we need

you as visible as possible.

Visible, pal?

There's a cop killer out there.

I'm about as visible as they come.

You know, August, I'm not so sure I buy

this random shooting theory.

No?

And why is that?

Well, how many multiple homicide cases have you

worked on?

Oh, I don't know.

In my career, maybe 100 or so.

And in those cases, how many of the homicides

were completely unrelated?

Actually, none that I can think of.

Exactly.

Serial killers always have a reason

for killing who they kill.

Nothing is ever random.

Yeah, well, that makes a lot of sense, Mac,

except for the fact that Miller and Stevens were never

partnered, and the only thing they had in common

was the fact that they worked within a 10 mile vicinity

of each other near the ocean.

[tires skidding]

[honking]

You see that, August?

Yeah, well, that's a little old lady, Mac.

I doubt very seriously she's our guy.

Yeah, but she did an illegal lane change.

You gotta pull her over.

I'm trying to have lunch here, pal.

August, a real motorcycle cop would pull her over.

What if our guy is watching right now?

Mac, I don't want to write another ticket, OK?

I'm not even sure I filled up the first one right.

You don't have to give her a ticket.

Just give her a warning.

Fine.

Fine. Just fine.

Here.

You want me to give her a warning?

I'll give her a warning.

Be nice.

She's just a little old lady.

[police siren]

Ma'am, are you aware of the illegal lane

change you made back there?

What lane change?

Well, about two blocks back at Culver.

You almost caused an accident.

Accident?

I've been driving since before you were born.

Are you telling me I don't know how to change lanes?

Uh, no, ma'am.

I'm sure you're a fine driver.

Then why am I wasting my time talking to you?

My ice cream is melting.

Are you just gonna stand there?

Or are you gonna give me a ticket?

Well?

As a matter of fact, I am.

What?

This should take just a minute.

I need to see your driver's license and registration,

please.

You ought to be ashamed of yourself giving

a senior citizen a ticket.

What would your mother say?

You have a nice night, officer.

Kinda like riding a bike, isn't it?

I hate this, Mac.

I hate the uniform.

I hate tickets.

This was all your idea, you know?

Why don't you do this?

Hold that thought.

I might have something that'll cheer you up.

Look at this.

Miller and Stevens shared four arrests.

So you think one of those callers might be our shooter?

Worth checking out.

Well, if it gets me off these streets, I'm all for it.

I'll meet you back at the station.

This guy's coming a little bit fast, isn't he?

[shooting]

[tires skidding]

[tires screeching]

Oh, geez.

Hang on, partner.

[police siren]

[honking]

One William 7, I'm in pursuit of a black Sedan

heading north on Ocean.

Uniformed officer on board.

Hang on, partner.

Hang on.

[tires skidding]

[police siren]

[honking]

[crash]

[tires screeching]

Oh, geez.

[tires skidding]

August!

August!

Are you OK?

You OK, partner?

August, your sunglasses!

What do you think? How do I look?

I definitely do not get paid enough for this.

Hey, Brooks, I heard you had a run in with the shooter.

If you got a point, Lawson, I suggest

you make it and move on.

Take it easy man.

OK.

I had him, and I lost him.

Is that what you'd like to hear?

Relax, Brooks.

Maybe it wasn't even him.

Oh, well, I feel a lot better now.

Two cop killers.

Just trying to ease the tension.

Yeah, well, you're doing one hell of a job.

A copycat.

Great.

That's just what we need.

$14.65.

Guess how many cookie boxes are left?

Mac, I just got shot at, drug halfway around the city,

and thrown into a pile of garbage.

I don't really care how many boxes of cookies we got left.

All right, don't guess. I'll tell you.

None. Zero!

Nada! Zilch!

There are no boxes of cookies left!

POLICEMEN: [laughing]

It's not funny.

But you know what?

Maybe I should bring a little Megan down

here, introduce her to the nice policemen that ripped her off!

You know, I expected more from you.

Mac, I'm sorry.

It's just-- give me me one of those.

POLICEMEN: [laughing]

All I'm saying, August, is if I catch this cookie thief,

there's no telling what I'm gonna do.

What do you got, Cragmeyer?

Um, I just got ballistics back on the latest shooting.

Slugs match the first two.

So at least we can rule out a copycat.

I also checked on those four shared arrest reports

you asked about.

Two DUIs, one public indecency, and a minor

on a marijuana possession.

Two drunks, a flasher, and a kid.

Certainly not your typical list of cop killers, but nice try,

Mac.

Did you cross-reference all of Miller's and Stevens' reports?

Yeah, every arrest they ever filed.

I think it's time we turn the page on this one, partner.

What about the duty logs?

Ugh, duty logs?

You gotta be kidding me.

While I'm at it, maybe I'll check on their report cards

too.

They probably went to high school together, huh?

Cragmeyer, just do this for me and I promise I won't bug you,

all right?

[sigh] Yeah.

I mean, I wanna know who steals cookies from girl cubs.

All right, sheesh.

What did you do with the car, Jimmy?

Dumped it.

I need your car for later.

No!

I don't care if they know I'm involved.

I'm calling the police!

Don't do something you're gonna regret.

You need help, Jimmy.

Now, those cops don't care who they hurt.

None of them do.

Now they're gonna know what it feels

like to be a helpless victim.

You make this call, and I will kill you.

Oh, here you go.

Thanks.

You know, we've got even less than we started with.

Well, maybe we should go back out there

and hope he takes another shot at us.

We?

I've got an idea, Mac.

Why don't we get you a uniform and a motorcycle, and then

he can take a shot at us?

Nah.

Captain would never go for it.

Aha.

Then I guess we wait.

Yeah.

I hate waiting.

Waiting makes me hungry.

What are you complaining about, man?

At least you got to finish your lunch.

I thought you said those were all gone.

These are from my personal stash.

Cookie?

Thank you.

Um, I assume that, um, you put money in the box for these.

I got it.

I hate to admit it, Chase, but you were right.

I was? Oh.

Oh.

Hey, hey, hey!

Yeah.

You remember the suspect that was killed in that freeway

pursuit last year?

Yeah, the guy that was robbing the quickie marts.

Exactly.

Well, Miller and Stevens were the lead units in the chase.

Well, that would explain no arrest record.

And the anniversary of the accident

was the day before yesterday.

So the shootings are a revenge thing.

Wait, it gets even better.

There was another vehicle involved in the accident.

The driver of that car was also killed.

That's right.

Inside it was a woman, right?

[sigh] Yeah, 34-year-old school teacher

named Jennifer Lewis Burkett.

As in James Burkett?

Wife?

Newlyweds.

They'd only been married six months before the accident.

You know, August, I was just thinking

it's a good thing I had Cragmeyer

check out those duty logs.

It's like I always say, there's no such thing

as an insubstantial lead.

[phone ringing]

(WHISPERING) Brooks.

Yeah, August?

Yeah, it's Cragmeyer.

Look, I spoke with Burkett's shrink.

He's been undergoing some heavy therapy

since his wife was killed.

I think he's harboring a lot of anger towards cops.

(WHISPERING) Yeah, well, what was your first hint, Sherlock?

Listen, Cragmeyer, now is not really a good time to--

Well, no, hold on, August.

Now, the uniforms just called in.

They've been at Burkett's house all day.

Doesn't look like there's been anyone there.

(WHISPERING) Yeah, I know.

That's why we're at his office, Cragmeyer.

Bye. - Yeah, yeah.

OK.

Is it my bet?

Uh-huh.

[gasping]

Angela!

Come on out.

Come on out.

Where is Burkett?

I swear to god that I didn't know he was gonna kill anybody.

Listen, Angela, just tell us where he is.

He just left. He took my car.

He's gonna kill another cop.

What kind of car is it?

Blue Sedan.

It's-- it's parked on level seven by the elevator.

I'll go look for Burkett.

You block the exit. - Right.

I'll call in the vehicle description and get backup.

Come with me, Angela.

Dispatch, this is One William 13.

Where is my backup?

WOMAN (ON RADIO): [inaudible] backup 2100 [inaudible] alley.

All right, August, I'm on the seventh floor.

I'm heading towards the elevator.

Oh, cop.

AUGUST (ON PHONE): Can you see the car there?

No.

There's only a few cars up here, and I don't see any blue ones.

WOMAN (ON RADIO): Reports a blue Sedan spotted east [inaudible]

on Cuenca and Norton.

Mac, did you hear that?

They may have spotted the car about two blocks away.

All right. You go ahead.

AUGUST (ON PHONE): I'll keep you posted, man.

Listen, where did you leave Angela?

[police siren]

August?

August?

Hey, Mac!

Mac, are you still there?

Mac!

Damn cell phone.

August!

Goodbye, cop.

[tires screeching]

[car engine]

[tires skidding]

[grunting]

[grunting]

How does it feel to be helpless, cop?

[tires screeching]

MAN: Hey, what are you doing?

What-- go, go!

You can run, but you can't hide.

[car engine]

[tires skidding]

[car engine]

[phone ringing]

Brooks here.

August, he's in the garage.

What?

Mac, is that you?

What?

MAC (ON PHONE): Burkett is--

Burkett is gaba--

Burkett is gabarge?

Burkett is in the gara--

Burkett is in the garage!

Garage! Garage!

Burkett's in the garage!

MAC (ON PHONE): [inaudible]

Mac! Hello?

MAC (ON PHONE): [inaudible]

I'm on my way!

[police siren]

[screaming]

[fire crackling]

Mac!

Mac!

Mac!

Mac!

Mac!

[phone ringing]

Yeah?

This is Brooks.

Listen, we have a situation out here--

MAC (ON PHONE): August, it's me!

Mac?

Where are you?

MAC (ON PHONE): Well, I'll give you one hint.

I'm not down there with you.

Mac, what the hell are you doing?

Just hanging out, August.

Just hanging out.

How is Burkett?

Well, offhand I'd say about medium rare.

Well, I guess this wraps this case up.

Yeah, I guess so.

I'll meet you back at the car.

August!

This isn't funny, August!

August!

CAPTAIN JENSEN: Congratulations, McDonald.

You destroyed four cars in the parking structure.

You really outdid yourself this time.

Well, well, captain, I mean, it wasn't all my fault.

What the hell were you two thinking out there?

You were supposed to be backing up Lawson.

This wasn't even your case.

Um.

Uh, it was all based on one of your leads, captain.

We were just following orders.

You couldn't follow an order if it

left a trail of bread crumbs.

And you're no better.

Now, both of you get out of my office.

I gotta clean up this mess.

Oh, one more thing.

Thanks for catching him.

[inaudible] Cragmeyer.

Hey, come on, Chase.

Hey, hey, hey! What are you guys doing?

Let me outta these things.

Not until you come up with 39 bucks.

39 bucks?

That's right.

Everyone's come forward and paid for their cookies.

All but 12 boxes have been accounted for.

13 counting that one.

Don't be ridiculous, Chase.

What would I do with 13 boxes of peanut butter crunch cookies?

No one said they were peanut butter crunch cookies.

I need help.

I'll get my checkbook.

Escort him to his checkbook.

Ah, ah! I'll hang on to these.

Thank you one hell of a lot, partner.

What's this?

You remember that little old lady you

talked me into pulling over?

Mm-hmm.

She's suing me for harassment.

You're kidding.

No, I'm not kidding.

She says that I caused her, um, undue anxiety and distress

by my manner and actions.

Hmm.

Well, you know, now that I think about it,

you were kind of rough on her, August.

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This is not funny, Mac.

Don't think I'm going to court alone on this, pal.

(MOCKINGLY) Sued.

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