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(explodes)

- It would take more than that to scare us off,

believe me, country boy.

- Yes, I remember her.

Snitch.

- But you couldn't take me for what I was,

so now you've climbed your ladder to the top, chief,

and I'm still scratching for it on the street.

- Take the rooftops, move out!

- And P.J., why don't you clean up your jail

before you try to clean up the city.

- Hey!

- End of the road, come on.

Now we're really gonna have some fun.

- Hold it, police!

- Hold it, don't touch it.

(dramatic music)

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(suspenseful music)

- Hello, police?

A man has been shot, murdered.

The Savoy Hotel, yeah.

Hurry.

(gun fires)

(gun firing)

(siren wailing)

- Up the stairs, 209, the end of the hallway.

- Nothing.

- Gun powder.

A lot of holes in the walls and ceiling.

- And nobody.

Maybe it's somebody's idea of a joke.

- Ah, maybe.

What do you say, officer?

- Well sir, the detectives are on their way anyway.

Possible somebody could've been shot and moved.

I'd say we give the room an overhaul just to be safe.

- Well do that.

(suspenseful music)

- Things looking up a little, chief?

- Well they're acting like pros,

so I would say yes, things are looking up.

- How about we get back on the street, huh?

- No, you go on back, I'll stay here

and look after our detectives

and catch a ride back with them, okay?

- You're the boss.

Be on your toes, fellas, the chief's in there

waiting to see if you're real detectives or not.

- Three months in the big chair

and he's turned the department upside down.

But only for the better.

- Well, whoever shut the place up went out the window,

because the door was blocked with the chair.

(explodes)

- Oh my god.

(phone ringing)

- Sergeant Crowley.

Yes sir.

Yeah sure I remember him.

Let's see.

- Anybody around here know how to spell mesmerize?

- Mesmerize, what kinda word is that for a police report?

- Joe, I just asked if you could spell it.

- Pete.

- This seems to be the latest thing around here, Pep,

you know, analyze, realize, pink eyes.

- Well why don't we harmonize, Peter?

- Let's.

- Let's not.

Thanks anyway, I'll look it up.

- Well, we can ask Crowley, I mean he's the new expert

around here on mesmerize.

- Are you kidding?

It's his report I'm doing over.

When are you gonna learn how to spell?

- What, and blow my chances of making lieutenant?

Hey listen, you remember a guy named P.J. Johnson?

- Sure, I always remember the good looking ones.

Robbery, right?

Until he pulled the pin about a year ago.

- Yeah, well he took a job as a chief up in San Roble.

Captain just called.

Looks like we're gonna be helping him out.

- In San Roble?

Doing what?

- Among other things I guess I'm asking you guys

to keep me from pushing up daisies.

Take a look over here.

It was dynamite.

Attached to the metal frame with a magnet right here,

and fused with a delayed mercury switch.

- P.J., that had to have been put on the car

after you went into the hotel.

- Right, and whoever did it thought I'd be in the car

when it detonated.

- But how'd it get there?

You say there were people all around?

- Pepper, I have no idea.

- Who'd want to off you?

- Who knows?

You know, a new police chief down around here

doesn't make a lot of friends,

particularly when the guy preceding him

goes out under a cloud.

- Huh?

- Well now the city council, they made an investigation,

they found nothing, but there was a lot of smoke.

- I see.

So he was fired and you bought yourself a bucket of snakes.

- Right.

And I have been chopping heads off since I've been sworn in.

- Has that chopping been on the inside or the outside?

- Inside first.

I started with the vice squad.

Now the old timers either put a uniform on

or they took a walk.

I got a great new crew, they're young, but they're green.

- From what I've been reading in the papers,

they're not doing too bad.

- Listen, they're putting the pressure on.

This town's never seen so many hustlers and pushers

and scammers go to jail.

- And that puts the pressure on the pocketbook, huh?

- That's right.

Tutti Lawson, I think he's behind the bombing

and I know he controls the racket in San Roble.

My vice people don't have the expert teeth

to get into a guy like him.

But listen, we nail Tutti, and I got myself a clean town.

- Not to mention breathing again.

- Have you decided how we're gonna operate?

- You guys are the experts.

Tell me what you need.

- Bill?

- Okay, I see hitting it two ways.

One, an up front investigation on the bombing,

the other undercover.

- Sounds good to me.

- P.J., one thing, nobody knows who's under, okay?

- Who would it be, or does that include me?

- A couple ladies we both know.

- One of them is Pepper, right?

- Figures.

- Who's the other one?

- You remember the Black Widow, P.J..

- Yes, I remember her.

Snitch.

Why her?

- I thought you wanted me to run the store.

- She'll do fine.

- Good.

- And then we just try to draw attention to ourselves

and have everybody thinking that we're just

freelancing here in San Roble.

- That shouldn't be too hard for you.

- We should talk.

And then?

- Then we just see where it takes us.

- It's your money, honey.

- Uh-uh, the city of San Roble's,

so you might as well enjoy it.

- You betcha I am.

(light piano music)

- Hey there you sweet little things.

- Good evening ladies.

- How's about a couple of country boys

buying y'all a drink, huh?

- Yeah.

- Well you thirsty?

- Yeah, I'd say that'd be right neighborly, baby.

- Right neighborly, right.

(laughing)

Lois.

- What if they get some action going?

- Well, why don't we just wait and see what it might be.

- Benton, just exactly what did the witness see?

- Well, he was a wino, so I'll try to quote him.

He crawled down the fire escape of the hotel,

crossed the street, got into a car with a hole in the roof.

- Sunroof, yeah.

Did he say what color the car was?

- Dark.

- Did he get a license number?

- Just the first part, 143.

- Okay.

Thank you Benton.

It's a start.

(laughing)

- Now that was an old country boy's story.

- You'd be surprised what a fella

can pick up in the back woods.

- Is it catching?

(laughing)

- She wants to see your rash.

- Hey, Skeeter old boy, you don't want to go

and scare these pretty young things off.

- It would take more than that to scare us off,

believe me, country boy.

- Oh man, we sure did draw the big pair tonight.

- Yeah, and expensive too, I'll bet you that.

- Hey, a little discretion, huh?

- Yeah, well let's just say if you can't afford it,

don't touch it.

- That's right, fellas.

- Well, the best shape we're in tonight

is buy you a couple rounds.

But maybe you gals would entertain the idea

of seeing us a little credit.

- If you're looking for credit, go to a bank.

- What is this, the point after or the credit union?

- Thanks for the drink, fellas, nothing personal,

but we gotta go other hunting grounds.

- Aww we were just having a little fun here.

- Oh, well you look us up when the crop comes in.

Sugar pie.

- We'll sure do that, fritter cake.

- Tutti.

- Now.

- Ah, there it is.

Let's stop for a cup of coffee and then get on home.

- Yeah, okay.

What I need is a good night...

(chattering)

- Okay, ladies, out of the car.

Come on.

Now we're really gonna have some fun, sugar.

Police.

I think you might like to take a little ride with us now,

huh?

Let's go.

(birds chirping)

- Tom.

- Good morning.

- I'd like you to meet Sergeant Bill Crowley,

Tom Andes, our city manager.

- Mr. Andes.

- Ah yes, Sergeant Crowley.

Say, we appreciate the help you're giving us.

I've asked the council to send a letter to your chief.

Very good of him to lend the assistance.

- We're glad to help, sir.

- Well.

I don't have to tell you, we want the filth in this town

cleaned up once and for all, and fast.

P.J. has my full support.

So if there's anything I can do, anything.

- Well, with an attitude like that, how can you fail?

- Well Sergeant, nice meeting you.

Mr. Andes.

Best of luck to both of you.

- Tom.

I don't think you had to be quite that cautious, Bill,

because Tom Andes is the guy who influenced the city council

to hire me in the first place.

- Well, we want to keep a closed hand anyway.

Especially about the girls.

- We should probably clue our vice squad in.

I don't know how to tell you this,

but the girls have been our guests since 10:00 last night.

- Mm mm mm, our two wayward sisters.

- Hello.

- What is it, girls?

Beginning to like this life of fun and games

and crimes evil, huh?

- You guys had better cool it.

I'm okay, I been here before.

But the lady behind me is on fire.

- Well, everything's all set so we can split.

This is gonna give Mother Crawley another attack, you know.

- Where is our mother?

- Hi Pep.

(mumbles)

Honey listen.

I'm sorry about the arrest,

but I don't want you to worry about it, P.J. and I...

- Oh, think nothing of it.

Listen, a girl's gotta spend the night somewhere.

And P.J., why don't you clean up your jail

before you try to clean up the city.

You know how much I hate to go to jail.

And incidentally, why don't you have

your vice squad brush up on what makes a prostitution arrest

and what doesn't.

- I read the reports.

- Illegal arrest.

- Yes.

- Right.

- Listen honey, look at the bright side now.

Think how happy you made a couple of vice cops.

- You know I hate to go to jail!

- I know you do, kid.

Yeah.

- [P.J.] Pepper, it's like Bill said, I'm sorry.

The next time it'll be all cleaned up.

- Pass.

No next time, not for me, not for Linda.

- [P.J.] Where is Linda?

- Oh, she's just finishing up scraping off the grime.

You may go in, she's decent.

- Pep, listen, I got something I want you

to work on tonight, kid.

- Uh-uh.

I'm working on nothing until that chief

gets his vice squad their homework.

I am still itching from all the bugs, all over.

- How you doing?

- P.J..

Pepper told me it was you we were working for last night.

Congratulations, chief.

I'm glad you finally made it.

- Are you really?

- It's what you've always wanted, isn't it?

- Yeah, I guess it is.

Linda, I really appreciate what you're doing.

I want you to know that.

- Yeah, P.J., well, I don't appreciate.

Just here for the bucks, just like always.

- You haven't changed a bit, have you?

- That's it, babe.

- [P.J.] We had a sweet thing going at one time.

- But you couldn't take me for what I was.

So now you've climbed your ladder to the top, chief,

and I'm still scratching for it on the street.

So let's leave it just like that, okay?

- We'll leave it just like that.

Let's go, Bill.

Hey Pep, I'll assign my vice squad

to the other side of town, okay?

- Fine.

- Thanks for the drink.

Don't be so crabby.

(light piano music)

- Well don't just stand there,

invite the ladies in.

- Here come the judge.

- We're starting to get somewhere.

- Ladies.

- Hello.

- Man I work for would like to have a little chat

with you in his office.

- Oh, well thank you, but we're comfortable here.

- He's not too concerned about your comfort.

- He's not very much of a gentleman, is he?

- Prefers his privacy.

Let's not keep him waiting, shall we?

- I think maybe the man has a good argument.

- I think maybe you're right.

You lead, we'll follow.

- Do you always send apes with iron to run your errands?

(laughing)

- Welcome ladies.

I thank you for coming.

Let me fix you a drink.

Champagne?

Am I right?

- Champagne.

- That's very nice of you.

- I understand you had a run-in with the law last night.

- You get around, don't you?

- Unfortunate, but of course that's what happens

with two newcomers who try to work on their own.

- Are you suggesting that there's a way to stay out of jail?

- Well, let's put it this way.

No works in San Roble without my permission.

- Protection is one of the fringe benefits.

- Protection is one of the fringe benefits.

- Well that certainly could be attractive.

- It's the only game in town.

You work for me, or you don't work.

- Simple enough.

- Well.

When do we start, boss?

- Tonight.

Larry will take you.

Help the customers spend their money,

then just move right ahead with the first thing

that looks good to you.

- Mr...

I don't even know your name, you make it sound so easy.

(chuckles)

- Just call me Tutti.

It is easy, as long as you don't get greedy.

(laughs)

- Tutti.

- Boss.

- Well.

New recruits, huh?

Looks like the profits are gonna go up, up, up.

- It's kinda thin, Tutti.

- That's where it is.

My take goes down, your percentage goes down also.

This new chief and his vice squad, they're making it thin.

- Well I'm working on it.

It's not so easy since our new chief

transferred me off vice.

- Yeah, well, you know what I think Weyland,

maybe you're not working hard enough.

Our deal reads I take care of the operation

and you keep the man out of my hair.

- Sure.

I've just run into a couple of problems.

Like Johnson didn't work out exactly the way I expected.

(chuckles)

- You mean he's not as dumb as you guessed he might be?

(suspenseful music)

- Why you stupid...

- Sorry about that.

(light piano music)

- Ladies, all you have to do

is mingle with the crowd and look pretty.

And I'll get you some chips so you can play.

- There you have it, gentlemen.

Every explosive supplier has been checked

and every customer run down for the last six months.

- Well, I'm impressed you guys have been working so hard.

- Yeah, we're not finished yet.

- And one of the customers turns out to be

the city of San Roble.

- Well the sanitation department uses dynamite

at the city dump.

- Right.

And every delivery made to the dump site

matches the use inventory.

- But the city warehouse received six cases

at the beginning of the month,

and the city dump received five.

- That doesn't make sense, because only city employees

have access to the warehouse.

- Well it's just like you said, Joe.

You guys aren't done yet.

- Right.

All I need is a list from P.J..

Everybody who has access to the warehouse.

And we'll start running it down in the morning.

- Why don't you start running it down tonight?

- Bill, whatever happened to a good night's sleep?

- May I tell you guys something?

Do you know that Harry S. Truman got by

on five hours' sleep a night?

Five hours?

- Yeah Bill, but he was president.

Not a cop.

(chattering)

- [Man] Come on.

- [Man] Seven.

The loser, seven.

- Hi.

- Hi.

How are you doing?

- Not so hot.

- Wanna change your luck?

- What would you like me to throw?

- A seven would be wonderful.

- A seven.

Okay.

Gentleman wants a seven.

Lady wants a seven.

Come on, seven!

- Seven.

(cheering)

- Oh, hey.

- I don't believe it.

- You guys are starting to smoke already.

- Two angels from heaven, and they're both for me.

- Don't you worry, honey, you just keep playing

and we'll both watch over you.

- Oh, I just hope so.

- Do you want me to throw another seven?

- That would be nice.

(laughing)

- Okay, here comes another seven.

Come on, seven!

Do it, do it!

- Eight.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

- Not bad.

- It's all right, it's all right.

- Oh, I feel awful lucky.

- Well let me back it up then.

- Hooray for me.

- Listen to the lady, honey.

- Okay, I'm listening.

- Baby needs shoes.

- Five.

- Keep 'em coming.

- Go on, Pam, give them a little luck.

Do what you can, here you go, honey.

All right.

- It's a winner!

(cheering)

- We did it.

- Everybody stay right where you are, police.

(screaming)

- I don't believe it.

Let's get outta here.

The cops.

Let's get outta here.

- Get up against the wall.

Catch that back door!

- Come on, guy, come on.

- Now what's going on?

- Well, you could call it a little bit of a surprise party.

- Yeah, we were on a hot streak in there.

- Yeah, well we need to go for the cake.

I'm Frosty and this is Pam, what's your name?

- Kurt, Kurt Thomas.

- Okay, Kurt, how'd you like to go to our place?

- With both of you?

- You got something better in the trunk?

- Take it easy Pam, don't hurt him.

- Comfy?

- You know I thank you two for helping me out of there.

- Oh, the nice is yet to come, big boy.

- [Kurt] Oh yeah?

(laughing)

- Oh yeah, we're gonna take real sweet care of you.

You just wait and see.

- Hang on, partner.

- Take a nap, we'll be there soon.

- Ride 'em cowboy.

- Okay, here we go.

A few more steps.

We're almost there.

- Let's have a drink.

- Okay, you're gonna have a lot more than a drink, honey.

(laughing)

- Isn't this pretty?

- Mhmm.

- Yes.

- Feel good?

Just relax.

There.

Put your foot up.

- Here you go, big boy.

Oh.

You are so strong.

So vibrant.

- I work out a lot.

- Oh.

I bet you jog.

- Right, it's a 45 automatic.

We left it in his car.

You check it out and we'll see

what we can get from him here.

Gotcha.

(laughing)

- Hey, you two fellas seem to be in a big hurry.

- Got our first real break.

Ballistics told a story.

- Really, how?

- The gun that shot up the hotel room?

We got the gun, we'll have the guy in an hour.

- Terrific.

That's really terrific.

(phone ringing)

- Sleeping like a baby.

- Oh?

He give you a bad time?

- No.

- Hey Linda.

What'd you get out of him?

- He bragged about being paid $500 for a joke,

talked about shooting up an empty hotel room.

- [Bill] Who paid him?

- [Pepper] Well that's about the time the sauce got to him.

Who is he?

- He's some punk named Thomas.

We've got enough to bust him right now.

We'll take him to jail and find out who he really is.

Let's take him in.

- Here we go.

Come on buddy.

- Come on.

- Wake up.

There we go, we're gonna take a little ride.

- Oh, all right.

(mumbling)

- Linda.

This is the best break I've had,

and for whatever it's worth,

I want to thank you.

- That's what you're paying me for, chief.

(door opens and closes)

(suspenseful music)

- Watch it.

Whoa, whoa.

(mumbling)

(laughs)

- Oh, his head's gonna be so bad, he'll talk

just to get us off of his back.

(laughs)

- That one won't have his head in the way.

(gun fires)

He's on the roof!

- Take the rooftops, move out!

- He's dead.

- P.J.?

- A sniper.

- That was meant for you, wasn't it?

So the only guy who comes up suspect on the warehouse list

is Sergeant Austin Weyland.

- Weyland, why do you suspect Weyland?

- Two reasons.

One, he has access to the dynamite at the warehouse,

and the other, he used to be a demolitions expert.

- You know, Weyland was one of the first guys

I took out of vice.

But he's got no clout.

- Maybe that's where you made an enemy, P.J..

A man with influence could use him.

- Who's the only person who knew we were bringing in

Kurt Thomas?

- I told Andes.

- That's right.

Tom Andes.

- Come on, man.

It was a miss.

I mean the sniper was trying to take me out.

- But was he trying to take you out?

Or was it just convenient for you to think that?

- It's possible that Kurt Thomas was the target all along,

trying to keep him from talking.

- That's right.

- Tom Andes has been very good to me.

- It's a possibility we can't overlook.

- It's also speculation, Bill.

You have no proof.

- If it's there to prove, maybe Linda and I could push it,

through Lawson?

- Okay, I said up front, we'll do it your way.

It's your show, okay?

- Fine.

- Where is Linda?

- She'll be right back, she just drove home for a while.

- Oh yeah?

She's got a benefit program going for herself

back in the big city, right?

- What's that supposed to mean?

- What it means is what's she doing?

She's out hustling on the side, right?

- No, P.J., that isn't what it means.

What it means is...

None of your damn business.

(clears throat)

- [P.J.] Pete, Joe.

- Yeah, sir, I think I'm gonna get something to eat.

- I gotta hand it to you, P.J..

You still know how to put your foot in your mouth.

You really do.

- So I got Pepper teed off at me, man.

So what?

This is not a reunion, Bill, we're here to work.

- P.J., let me tell you something, Pepper likes Linda a lot,

they're very good friends.

Now I don't know what went over between you and Linda

a few years back, I couldn't care less.

- You want to know what it was, man?

- I couldn't care less.

- I will tell you, Bill.

I asked her to marry me.

Me, a cop, man,

wanting to marry a paid informant, a street lady

who knew more about the streets

than any cop could ever know.

Because I loved her, that simple.

But she said no way.

She couldn't give it up then, not for me, not for anybody.

- Is that what she said or is that the way you think it was?

- No, that is the way it was.

- She never told you about her kid?

- What kid?

- She has a little daughter, about six years old now.

- Who's the father.

- Some creep.

But he's out of their lives now.

- Illegitimate?

- Yeah.

Illegitimate.

It happens from time to time, pal.

Maybe that's why Linda never told you about it,

maybe she knew you well enough to know

you wouldn't understand that.

That your brain is so thick...

(door opens)

- Hi William.

P.J..

- Linda.

- What's going on?

- Nothing, we were just...

I'll see you both later.

- Do you want to tell me what's going on?

- Well, you see,

I got this big foot,

that always ends up in my mouth.

And this thick brain.

You don't want to hear about it.

What's her name?

- Whose?

- Your daughter.

- He told you?

- [P.J.] What's her name?

- Trudy.

- She pretty?

- I think so.

- As beautiful as you are?

What do you think?

Can I meet her someday?

- Sure.

- Well, let's just say it was an unfortunate mistake

and it won't happen again.

- And what does again mean?

- It means you're still on the payroll.

We have a new spot opening tonight.

1202 Ranch Road.

Be there, 6:30?

- 6:30, Tutti.

- We're back in business.

- Oh, great.

- All right, Tutti.

Look, all right, it'll be taken care of.

It takes time.

I'll give the message.

Listen, just don't call me at work anymore, huh?

Lawson's hot about the raid on the casino last night.

He says that's it, no more payoffs until the heat's off,

permanently.

- Lawson's impatient.

- You shoulda let me hit Johnson right along with Thomas.

- Well, maybe it's time you try again.

And this time, be sure.

- Here they come.

- Hey.

This Tutti Lawson must be pretty well connected.

(whistles)

Hey.

(snaps fingers)

Come on.

Snap out of it.

- I was a million miles away.

I just know P.J.'s gonna love Trudy.

- He better.

- I'm so happy I could explode.

There's a whole new kind of understanding, you know?

I mean, it's gonna be different this time, Pepper, you know?

- Sure.

Lots of luck.

Come on, get your things and let's get on the job.

- I sure am glad you're my friend.

(birds chirping)

- Hey William, the live ones have arrived.

- That's a roger.

Okay.

It's all yours.

- Mr. Andes, please.

(phone ringing)

- Yeah?

- Yeah, Tom, could please meet us in the role call room?

I have something I think will be of interest to you.

- Sure, P.J., right away.

- Teams one and two will come in through here,

three and four will go here, entering from the back,

five will come and take it from the front.

Now I'll call the move on frequency one.

At that time we'll seal the casino off.

Now we'll hit it at exactly 2300.

Understand?

Any questions?

Okay men, move out.

- Looks like you guys are putting a small army together.

- Thought you might be interested.

We're taking one of Lawson's casinos.

- Good.

That's very good.

- Wait 'til you hear the best part.

Our little investigation has come along very well.

We've got two police women under Lawson himself.

- Now they've located the records,

and the charade sort of pushed

the whole thing into movement.

We build probably cause behind the raid,

serve a search warrant, get the records,

of course that nails down Lawson for good,

but exposes every payoff he's ever made.

- P.J., that's great.

I knew you could do it.

- We thought maybe you'd like to come along with us.

- Oh, no, not me.

I'll leave the police work to the experts.

I'd just be in the way.

- We'd sure like to have you, Mr. Andes.

- No, that's all right.

You guys run along.

Good luck to both of you.

- Thank you.

- Thank you, sir.

- Excuse me, ladies.

- Certainly.

- Thank you.

Lawson.

- You've got two new women working for you?

They're cops.

- What?

- I'm telling you they're cops.

Look, there's a raid planned for 11:00,

and then they're going after your records.

- My records?

How?

- Listen to me.

There's only four people who know about

those records besides us.

The two women, the chief, and this Sergeant Crowley.

Now, I'll take care of Johnson and Crowley.

You deal with the women.

- Check.

Well Bob, get the car, we're going to the club.

Larry, take them.

- Here it comes.

- Thought you fellas would be gone by now.

- We want you to come along, Mr. Andes.

- Look, I told you I didn't want to go.

Lawson, you've got two new women working for you.

They're cops.

I'm telling you they're cops.

Look, there's a raid planned for 11:00,

and then they're going after your records.

(suspenseful music)

- Tutti.

Mr. Lawson, you got us all wrong.

- Oh no, I've just got you all right.

Just a little bit earlier than your plan.

Drive, Bob.

(tires squealing)

- Where are you taking me?

- To see your empire go flush down the drain.

- Now look, why don't you just leave me here?

You've got the recording.

- Get in, Andes.

Get in the car.

Nope, nope, nope.

Where you going, huh?

Where you going?

Just relax.

- I don't have the keys, P.J..

- Oh yeah, right.

You just relax, Andes.

Where you going Andes, huh?

- No, don't!

- Don't what?

- There's a bomb.

It's bomb, it's planted in the car.

- Is that a fact?

- No!

(engine starts)

- Thanks.

- Chief.

- [P.J.] Yeah?

- Just like you figured, we caught him red-handed.

He had a trapdoor down here,

peeked down underneath, underneath the other car,

and then whammo.

- Book 'em.

- Right.

- Let's go.

- Right.

(tires squeal)

- [Woman On Radio] Roger 13820, go ahead.

- We're tailing East on Toronto.

Looks like Lawson's club's gonna be our first stop.

- Safe and sound.

Gonna find another place to put these.

Then we can say ciao to these pretty police ladies.

You know it's a crying shame.

You're both such classy women.

But we gotta get back to normal.

- Hold it, police!

Hold it, don't touch it.

Cuff 'em.

- Behave yourself.

- I'll take these.

What you're looking for?

- Ciao to you too.

- Drop your gun.

You too.

Drop it.

Move.

Move!

Now if I even see a cop anywhere near me, I'll kill her.

(gun firing)

(gasps)

- P.J.?

(shouts)

(crying)

- He's bought it.

It's exactly like I said it was.

I-N-N-O-C-U-O-U-S.

- Two Ns?

- Yeah.

O-C-U-O-U-S.

- Right, I got it.

- [Bill] I don't think it's the right word.

It says harmless, innocent.

- Hey.

- Hi guys.

How are you?

Hello P.J..

- How you doing, how you feeling?

- I'm fine, I'm fine.

- Here, let me get a chair.

There.

Oh.

Gotta have a hat to go with that cane.

- Yep.

(laughing)

- All right, how'd it go?

- It went great.

Andes was convicted on all counts.

- Sensational.

- Well that oughta clean up San Roble, at least for a while.

- Well I sure hope so if I'm gonna be living there.

- [P.J.] You're gonna be living there.

- Hey, it wasn't my idea, he talked me into it.

- Sure he did.

- Finally came to your senses, huh?

- Listen, we owe you, okay?

So how about dinner tonight?

- You mean right now?

- [P.J.] Yeah.

- [Linda] What do you say?

- I don't know, what do you say?

- Yeah, great, I'd love it.

- One stipulation.

My treat.

- No, we're treating you.

- Listen, when you're in Crowley's town, Crowley pays.

I got the greatest French restaurant.

- Not Heimie's again.

- Yeah, what's the mater with Heimie's?

It's got great ambience.

- If you like jug wine and paper napkins, it's got ambience.

- Well you pay no attention to her.

They got the greatest little dish called

(speaking foreign language)

- Wow, that sounds terrific, William, what's in it?

- Beans and franks.

(laughing)

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