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(dramatic music)

- Do you want to get out of my chair, honky?

- Make me, motormouth.

- What, they busted her?

- They busted her!

Now you better tell that little dictator that

I want my bread back!

- You set it up.

- You're coming on kind of heavy ain't you?

- The heaviest, Cora.

- Maybe it'll be you who ends up dead.

(screams)

(dramatic theme music)

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(mysterious music)

- [Pepper] Oh, just in time.

- [Bill] Do I have to?

- [Pepper] Be my guest, you can brew it yourself.

- [Bill] Pepper, I like everything you make,

including the coffee.

- You look like Socrates about to polish off his hemlock.

- Socrates huh?

Is that the guy who used to make coffee for you up in RNI?

- [Boy] Hey watch it!

- Oh I'm sorry Pep, were these yours?

Yeah.

Yeah Captain.

Sure, oh, but,

yeah, okay, how's a half hour?

Good I'll see you then.

It's Miller, he wants...

- Did you know that these were new?

- Oh I'm sorry.

I'll tell you what, I'll get you another pair.

- I don't want another pair, I want these.

They're from France.

I paid $37 for them, plus tax.

- You're kidding.

That's ridiculous.

Pepper, I said it, okay?

If I'm anything I'm a man of my word.

I'll buy you another pair.

- 37 dollars.

- Plus tax.

- Carlos Rubinez.

Former Colonel, Cuban Secret Service

and today, one of Mr Castro's least favorite exiles,

and probably the wealthiest on the west coast.

According to one of our snitches,

it's Rubinez's junk

that finds its way into the women's county jail.

- That's pretty small potatoes considering his wealth,

isn't it Captain?

I mean how much could he net, maybe a grand or two a month?

- He's a major source and our best guess is that his people

take care of those inside,

then use 'em for mules when they get out.

- When do I get booked into jail?

- Not you, I want you and Crowley to concentrate on Rubinez.

Now we got another girl that's gonna work undercover

in the jail, she should be here any minute.

- She better be a good actress, that's tough in there.

- We're lining up some intelligence on the organization

right now, especially on one of the Colonel's nephews.

He's reportedly in on this.

Loverboy type as they say.

Even the uncle is still quite a ladies man.

Now maybe you or our gal will come up with enough

to tie them both together.

(buzzing)

Yeah.

Send her in.

Here she is now.

- Hi, sorry I got held up.

Hi, Pepper! - Bessie!

- Officer Bessie Dowling, Sergeant Crowley.

- Hi.

- Pleased to meet you.

- And obviously you know Sergeant Anderson.

- This is the girl you're sending in

on that kind of an assignment?

- I volunteered, Pepper.

It's already made up.

I mean, I'm gonna cop to a shoplifting beef and do 30 days.

- They'll figure out in 10 minutes that she's a cop.

Captain, you can't send in somebody green like this.

- Wait a minute, Bessie.

Have you ever been in jail?

- Almost.

- I don't know what almost means,

I mean just yes or no,

have you ever been locked up in a jail?

- No.

Thanks to Sergeant Anderson.

- Yeah, I got her off the hook a couple years ago.

- Yeah, she's the reason I became a cop.

She talked me into it.

- Bessie, this is too tough.

You need experience before you do something like this.

- I can handle it!

I know I can handle it.

- I think she can too.

And anyway, the decision's been made,

and she's it.

(speaking in foreign language)

- [Luis] So, our thing's happening?

- Well Luis will have it cut back

on the streets by the morning.

And by the way, I set aside a consignment

for your lady friend to come.

- Uh huh.

Well that's pleasant news to tell her when I see her,

in exactly forty minutes.

- Uncle Carlos, for one moment, please.

I have a question.

When are you going to?

- Give you more responsibility.

- Uh huh.

- When I think you're ready.

(tense music)

- Okay, girls.

- The new Bibles are here, Miss Hoken.

- Well done, thou good and faithful servant.

- I believe that's St. Matthew's.

- It is, verse 25.

You know, Cora, sometimes you really amaze me.

- Oh that was my momma, Miss Hoken.

She was always spouting,

oh, quoting from the Good Book.

- I wish mine had, maybe I wouldn't be in here now.

- Well Babe, you are in here.

Now remember, I was in here for a long year.

First an inmate, then a trustee, right?

Well girls, you see, the main thing is that

while you're in here, you learn to pray, to believe.

Then you realize that when you get out,

there's a beautiful world waiting for you.

Not the emptiness we came in from.

- Is it all right if I take my Bible

with me now, Miss Hoken?

- Of course, Cora.

(tense music)

- Who's the new fish?

- Oh, Cora, Bessie.

- Hello.

- Cora's a trustee, she'll help you learn the ropes.

Now, here's your own five-three.

You keep your nose clean and obey the rules.

(women talking)

- Hey Bill.

Miller just sent this down.

Name's Armando Gomez.

- It's the Colonol's nephew.

- Who laid that on you?

- Sergeant Ebert of the New Orleans Police Department.

They busted some guy named Frankie Alver

with a couple of OZs.

Claims he was dealing for Gomez last summer.

- Give me a complete background on these two.

Make it fast, will ya?

- Got it.

- Like we always do.

- Hey uh, I heard you been holding.

- What?

- I asked around.

- And?

- Every finger pointed to you.

- Get lost.

- Hey Babe.

Did you notice one extra deputy on the floor?

- So what?

- I don't know, it just seems like

she's looking or searching for something.

- No!

Think so?

- How well do you know New Orleans?

- Oh, we used to lay over there, when I was still flying.

You know, sometimes I miss being a stewardess.

- Yeah, well, now you're from there.

This is your Louisiana driver's license.

- Eve Rondeau.

How come I'm always Eve?

Oh well, it's a nice name.

- Yeah, well it doesn't even touch Cajun Lamont.

- Cajun Lamont?

- That's me!

That's my, that's Cajun's itinerary.

Notice how he likes to go to the track every afternoon?

- [Announcer] And off the rails riding into the turn

is Million Dollars on the rails,

Mister Baby second on the inside,

coming up fast is Lost Stallion.

(cheering)

Moving up fast.

- Let's go, let's go!

Come on, let's go!

- [Announcer] Mister Maybe and Tossed Salads,

and it's a finish.

It looks like Tossed Salads and Mister Maybe.

Laryngitis is third.

- I'm sorry.

- Well, I guess you can't pick 'em all.

- Well you can, Cajun.

Four in a row, all dead last.

- Uh huh.

I'm gonna make it up on the next one.

I got me a hot tip on Brazen Lady.

Stay put, you hear?

- With your permission,

may I offer a word of advice?

Brazen Lady is a quitter.

She'll run a fast six furlongs

and then she will die like a dog in the stretch.

- But, my friend got a hot tip on it,

I guess you heard.

- Yes I did.

My friend has a hot tip and I'll give it to you.

Dakopo.

Aspirations out of Salty Dan.

- Oh.

Oh, well how much should I bet on it?

- Oh, nothing.

I'll do it for you.

One hundred dollars.

And if you lose,

eh, well, it's on me.

By the way,

the name's Mondo.

- I've Eve Rondeau.

- Hola.

- [Announcer] And out of the turn,

it's Dakopo running strong, and it's Brazen Lady.

- Come on, Brazen Lady!

Move!

Let's go, let's go!

- [Announcer] Brazen Lady up front, Dakopo coming up fast.

Brazen Lady and Dakopo from the outside,

it's Dakopo, Dakopo by a nose.

Second, Brazen Lady.

Third, Queen of the Nile.

- Hope they don't try to charge me

with the bath I just took.

What's the matter with you, honey?

- I had Dakopo on the nose.

That's a hundred dollar ticket.

- What'd you do, stick a pin in the program?

- No, that,

this gentleman touted me on him.

I think we oughta buy him a drink, Cajun.

Sir?

- Fine.

- Oh, Cajun?

I met him at a party.

He brought me out here on this trip as a present.

And, here I am.

- Yes.

He certainly has good taste.

- Yeah.

He gives me lots of presents.

As a matter of fact.

- You know something?

I'm more interested in you, Eve.

- I'm more interested in money,

and my friend has lots of it.

- Well as far as that green stuff goes,

I also have an unlimited supply.

- You?

- It's no good.

Some punk keeps answering the phone

and refuses to put my through to the Colonel.

- Would that Colonel be Carlos Rubinez?

- Just what business is that of yours?

- He's my uncle.

- [Bill] He's your uncle?

- Uh huh.

- Do you know that I have been trying for two weeks

to get in touch with that man?

- Well it can be arranged,

for a slight consideration.

- [Bill] What consideration?

- 1500.

My uncle will require some references.

Do you have some friends, maybe, in New Orleans?

- Listen, I got a lot of friends in New Orleans.

What kind of friends are you interested in?

- Friends who conduct business discreetly.

- Frankie Alver?

- Well, it certainly has been a pleasure.

- Mine too.

- What did you slip him?

- My phone number, with a message.

And I've got one for you, Crowley.

These glasses are more from El Segundo than Paris.

- Wonder if your friend wears Cuban heels.

? Amazing grace ?

? How sweet the sound ?

? That saved a wretch ?

? Like me ?

? I once was lost ?

? But now am found ?

? Was blind ?

? But now I see ?

- That was beautiful, girls.

Now let's see if we can do just as well on the next one.

- You keep this up

and they'll be doing a concert some place.

You're doing a terrific job!

(tense music)

- "Miss Evans.

"You're heating things up.

"Get the extra deputy off the floor.

"Signed, Bessie."

(bell ringing)

(funky music)

- Stick around, I got what you been asking around for.

- Hey!

What'd you do that for?

- Well I just wanted to hear the new lyrics.

- Lyrics?

What lyrics?

- Bessie had a little pig,

and only this I know.

That everywhere that Bessie went,

the pig was sure to go.

- Cora!

- Shut up.

- Oh, dear God.

What happened?

- I don't know!

- Call homicide detectives.

- Yeah, we're still at the motel waiting for Mondo Gomez.

I don't know.

Why don't you handle it from there?

I'll be in touch with homicide, okay?

Yeah.

Our guys will team up with the sheriff's homicide.

It will appear to be a low-key investigation

handled just like an ordinary inmate's death.

- Except she wasn't an inmate.

She was an inexperienced police officer

who didn't belong there, and you I and both knew it!

- But you didn't give her this assignment, Pepper.

- I pulled her out of juvenile hall!

- What was she doing in juvenile hall in the first place?

She was a shoplifter, right?

- She was a kid, just a kid!

- The kid was a shoplifter.

You took her off the streets,

you got her into a foster home.

You helped shape her into a worthwhile human being!

Okay, the kid's dead.

But that's not your fault, and that's not my fault.

That's the way it is.

- You're right.

(honking) I'm sorry, you're right.

- It's Mondo.

How much time do you need?

- I'm ready.

- [Announcer] The horses are standing, they're off!

It's Southern Fix racing to the front,

Mister Nobody and Chocolate Charlie running strong.

- He's very private.

Has this high hedge all around the patio.

The pool is very warm,

and you can swim in it nude if you like.

How does it sound?

- Oh, refreshing.

- Hmm.

Well how about a little refreshment after lunch?

- I'd love to, under different circumstances.

- What does that mean?

- Cajun.

He's paying me.

- Well it isn't a 24 hour a day job, is it?

- He thinks it is.

Why, he'd have his fit hissy

if he found out I was even having lunch with you.

- Are you going back to New Orleans with him or not?

- No way.

I love it here, the tracks, swimming pools,

the people.

- When is he leaving?

- Well, that's the trouble.

If you're Colonel won't deal,

he'll have to look for another connection.

It could take weeks.

- Hours.

- Hmm?

- Your friend.

He'll be on his way back to New Orleans in hours.

Plenty of time for a midnight swim.

Now you tell him to call me, and I'll set up the deal.

- But, will Rubinez approve?

Is that his name?

- Uh huh, that's his name.

Take my word for it, baby.

Lamont will be on a plane by 10 PM.

Mission accomplished.

Okay?

- Okay.

12Y-50 to all units proceeding west on Elm,

I hope I'm coming through loud and clear.

- What's this?

- We're being tailed by a light blue Mercury.

Vehicle passing us, overtaking us.

Driver is Gomez.

He's pulling over, 1600 block, stay clear.

- Okay, so where's the money?

- It's all there, 30,000.

- You don't mind, do you?

Okay.

You'll stay here,

lady goes with me, come on.

- No.

Where this bread goes, I go.

- I don't think you understand.

I just gave you the game plan.

We either play that way, or we don't play at all.

- No no no, I'm showing you mine.

You show me yours.

- All right.

I take Miss Rondeau,

she sees it and she brings it back here,

then you and she split.

The whole thing will take 20 minutes, tops,

what's the problem?

- The problem is, I don't like it.

No, you just take me with you.

- No way.

She goes or the whole deal is off.

- It's all right, Cajun.

I'll go.

- Good.

- You just take good care of this money.

- He's a real charmer, this boy.

Cares much more about his money

than he does about you, honey.

- Money is what makes it all happen, good buddy.

- Oh.

- [Pepper] Where are we going, handsome?

- [Mondo] You'll see, you'll see.

- [Pepper] You said 20 minutes, it can't be Palm Springs.

- [Mondo] No, it isn't.

(honking)

- 12Y-52, we just lost them

in the area of Mulberry and Dexter.

Alert area one to search for a light blue Mercury.

(dramatic music)

- You see that last well over there?

You walk to it, then you stop and wait.

He'll find you, you'll get your kilo.

- Oh come on, you think I'm that dumb?

How do I know it's there?

- You take my word for it, it will be there, okay?

- How am I ever going to get back to Cajun?

I mean, you're going to leave me

smack in the middle of an oil field?

- Eve, will you take it easy and relax, please?

My friends will bring you back, okay?

- Did you get that?

12Y-52 to all units, did you get that probable location?

Billings oil field, code three!

- After you deliver this stuff, come home to me.

I'll be waiting up for you.

Waiting real bad.

(dramatic music)

- Hey!

Mondo's got the money.

- Just making sure you're not him, that's all.

- I'm not.

Where's the stuff?

How do I know what's in here?

I'm gonna test it.

- What's it supposed to smell like?

- Not like baby powder.

- Police!

(screams)

- Are you all right?

- Yeah.

- Come on.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

- Did you get the stuff?

- Yeah, it's in my purse.

- Good.

Better put the cuffs on before they come over here though.

- You're not supposed to run so fast.

- You're out of shape.

Come on.

- Who snitched?

- Come on!

- Oh lay off me, man!

Where we going?

- We're going to the ambulance.

- Ambulance! I'm not hurt.

- Just come on back here.

- [Pepper] I'm not going anywhere!

- Will you shut up and get in here?

- Would somebody mind taking these off me?

- I thought you were beginning to like them.

- Yeah.

- You talk about going down rotten.

That guy just waltzes right off with that 30 thou.

- Yeah.

- Well, anybody wanna tell me what I do next?

- You all wanna take the outside, I'll work the inside?

- You thinking about going into that jail?

- I hate to, but why not?

It's a perfect cover, I just got busted.

- They make you, you end up on a slab.

- Yeah, sure.

- Put her cuffs back on.

(humming)

(knocking)

- Uncle Carlos, what are you doing here?

- You had to do it, huh?

- Huh?

- Even though I told you I didn't trust those two!

- What do you mean, didn't trust them?

Believe me, it went smooth like good rum.

- Like good rum?

Oh, you're stupid.

There were police, it was a stakeout.

Two of my men are in custody!

- What?

- Where's the money?

- It's over here.

- Well get it, get it!

- All right!

- Luis, out the back way.

- What about me, what should I do?

- You ask me, whose orders you disobey?

Nephew, you're on your own now.

- Oh, wow.

- I'm tired, I've already had a bath today.

- So now you'll take a shower.

Make sure you're really clean.

- Just what I like, a lot of privacy.

- Privacy!

Wait 'til tomorrow's wall-to-wall scrubdown.

Don't take all night, Rondeau.

- It's a little slow at the airport tonight.

- Look, I don't have time!

- You got time.

- It's coming down here.

- Where's my 30,000?

Who's got my 30,000?

Now you tell your people,

I want my 30,000 and I want it now.

- My people.

The way they got it figured,

they're either a snitch or a narc!

- I played it back over and over, Mondo,

and the way I got it figured,

you're the only one could have brought the cops

to my front door!

I heard you check me out

with Frankie Alver, New Orleans, right?

- Well that didn't help either,

because Frankie Alver is in custody!

- Somebody switched me off, man!

And I'm out 30,000 bucks, you ain't out nothing!

- Now just wait!

That girlfriend of yours, Eve, what about her?

- What about her?

They got her locked up under possession for sale beef.

- What, they busted her?

- They busted her!

What's worse than that, man, they got my dope.

Now you better tell that little dictator

that I want my bread back!

Or my friend's just liable to roll over,

you know what I mean?

- Look, I don't have it, man!

- Well you better get it, man!

- Wait a minute.

How much is her bail?

- 25,000.

- You're covered.

We'll take care of your merchandise loss

and we'll do your friend's bail, okay?

- Mondo, you got 'til tomorrow night

to get all this worked out.

Tomorrow night.

Or you'll find out what New Orleans jazz is all about.

- And who among you is saved.

Cora, let's hear your story.

Loud and clear, stand up.

- Well, it was when I finally realized

that committing a crime is like

committing a crime against yourself.

- And didn't that bring you closer to the Lord.

- Oh yes, yes.

- Eve Rondeau?

- Yes.

- Go put your street clothes on.

Two men are here to take you to the DA's office.

- The DA?

I don't have to talk to them

without my attorney there, do I?

- Well no Eve, I don't think so.

- You will be represented by the public defender.

- Will unless it's Raymond Burr,

I'll stick with the one I got! (laughing)

Darling,

I got me a man on the outside, Cajun Lamont,

who's with an attorney even as we speak.

The DA will have to talk with him.

(bell ringing)

- Eve.

Don't you think it would be wise

to cooperate with the authorities?

- I know you mean well, but my man's a real heavyweight,

he's going to take care of me.

- Eve.

It's Carlos Rubinez, I bet.

You know, the word's out

that you were busted dealing with him.

- Let's just say,

you pronounce his name very well.

- So she's stonewalling it, eh?

- Well, you checked it out

with your lady friend inside, didn't you?

- Uh huh.

Maybe I was wrong about those two.

- There's no maybes about it.

- Oh yes there are, many.

Such as, maybe Frankie Alver could vouch for them.

Except he is in the custody of the New Orleans police,

now I don't like that.

Besides, our informant with them

has been nothing but trouble.

- What are you gonna do, Uncle Carlos?

- I want to conclude this matter,

efficiently and cheaply.

- Hey, so far, it hasn't cost you one cent.

- And it isn't going to.

I'll meet this Lamont tonight.

- Perfect.

I'll set it up.

- No, Luis will set it up.

- I will set it up.

(bright ranchero music)

- Hi, Tracy.

- Why don't you sit here with me, Eve?

- No, this chair is fine, thanks.

- Yeah but, but that's Cora's chair.

- This was Cora's chair, but now it's mine.

- Hey, who put on the wetback music?

- I did.

And it's Mexican music.

(funky music)

(snapping)

- Do you wanna get out of my chair, honky?

- Make me, motormouth.

(struggling)

- I told you to break it up.

All right!

- Okay, what's going on?

- Well.

We were discussing politics, right, Cora?

- That's right, Miss Howard.

- I'm just telling you to obey the rules.

And things become rather lonely here when you're isolated

from the other girls.

- Now,

what's your problem, Cora?

- Cool it, Cora, you picked the wrong girl.

- I can take her.

- But can you take her outside muscle?

It's Rubinez.

- Are you worried, Mr. Lamont?

- No, are you worried, Colonel?

- No I'm not.

- Why don't we just stop?

Maybe we should stop the car and search each other,

what do you say?

- No, that won't be necessary.

A little Mozart will solve all our problems.

(loud classical music)

- Could you turn it down a little bit?

- [Carlos] How's that?

- [Bill] It's fine.

- Now tell me, you've got soldiers in New Orleans.

Will they pay your lady's bail?

- It's my lady and your nephew who are in the soup,

not my associates.

- I see.

Will they put up 30,000 for an extra kilo of heroin?

- I love the way you referred to it as an extra kilo.

I haven't seen the first one yet, Carlos.

- Well I mean the extra, plus the one we owe you.

You see, if I am to take a loss,

I would prefer it to be in goods, not cash.

- You mean, if my associates

come through with another 30 thou,

you'll come up with two kilos, right?

- That's it.

- All right.

Yeah, I think they'll buy that.

- Okay.

- But Colonel.

I'm not going through another trick bag.

If we play, we go hand to hand, you understand me?

- All right, all right, let's make it simple.

After you bail out Miss Rondeau,

go over to my nephew's apartment, bring her along.

I'd like to meet her, I've heard good things.

- I just bet you have.

- Uncle Carlos, I'm sorry this is going to cost you money.

- Luis, tell him.

- A couple of hit men, that's what it's going to take, baby.

- That reception must have been murder, huh?

- Not if you dig Mozart, my friend.

- That was Eine kleine Nachtmusik,

in case you're interested.

- Did you get that?

- Yeah.

- We're gonna rap.

- So rap.

- I'm taking over the junkyard in this dorm.

- Or else what?

- Or else you go to sleep one night and you don't wake up.

- I don't get it.

I mean, you're not even gonna be in here that long.

All this big talk about your lawyers springing you.

- Yeah, well,

me and my big mouth.

Things have been falling through for me, lawyer wise.

My boyfriend had split, last I heard.

Now I'm not unreasonable.

I'll keep you on as my mule,

and you get a cut.

- You're crazy.

I mean, I'm just a working girl in here.

I'll have to check with my people.

- I'll meet with him.

You set it up.

- Only if he wants to.

- You convince him it's to his advantage.

- You're coming on kind of heavy, aren't you?

- The heaviest, Cora.

I control the action or there isn't going to be any action.

Now you tell your man that.

Somebody in here is connected to Rubinez.

Whoever it is, I want in,

25,000 dollars worth, or you're dead.

- I'll tell him.

Maybe it'll be you who ends up dead.

Anything's possible around here,

or haven't you found that out?

- Well?

- The man blew his stack.

He actually called me a snitch.

- Snitch?

Look.

Don't play cute with me.

I want to know what's happening.

- Oh, I think he'll give you a try.

- Yeah?

- Pick up some junk we got stashed.

- Where?

- I'll show you when we go for the supplies.

(dramatic music)

- Get back!

(blasting)

Get an ambulance!

Cora.

Cora!

Cora!

- She didn't leave me.

- Who?

Cora, who?

- Sweet Jesus, forgive me

for what I did to that poor little girl.

- Who?

Bessie?

Cora.

Cora, get that ambulance!

- I asked you, Miss Rondeau,

how did that grenade get there?

Miss Rondeau, less than 10 minutes ago,

a man named Lamont posted your bail with Judge Seely.

Now you'll tell us all you know about this affair

or I'll have that bail rescinded!

- Not in front of them.

- You really don't know, Sergeant Anderson?

- I have no idea, Miss Evans.

What do you think?

- I don't know.

I just don't know.

- Ready?

- Ready.

Any news about Cora?

- She may pull through, the doctors are working on her.

- Ruth.

Look at these.

And this.

- [Ruth] How about that.

- Bye, Sara.

- Oh hello Eve.

I hear you're leaving us.

- How's Cora?

- Well with God's help, I think she'll make it.

- I've been bailed out.

- Well God be with you and help you.

- By Carlos Rubinez's lawyer.

Listen to this.

You're to go to Mondo's house

and call him from there at five o'clock this afternoon.

- Mondo, Rubinez.

Eve I'm sorry, but I don't have the faintest idea

of what you're talking about.

- That's the message.

Don't try to tell me that you haven't,

haven't served with the Colonel at times.

He told me so himself.

He really thinks you're something special.

So do I.

I really admire how you handle things.

You play nice.

- Let's face it, you haven't got a thing on her.

I mean all you've got is a hunch.

- That's it, a hunch.

And that Bible.

- What happens if she doesn't show?

- Then my hunch is wrong.

It's happened before.

- Yeah, uh, this is Mr. Lamont in 169.

Have I got any messages down there?

(speaking in foreign language)

- Looks like your hunch is wrong.

- Well, give her another 10 minutes.

If she doesn't show, then we'll make our entrance.

- This is 12Y-50 to all units.

Pushing back by 10 minutes.

All units stand by.

- Bill?

- 50 to all units.

Female who just entered the house is Sara Hoken.

Pepper and I will enter in five minutes.

All right, let's try the radio.

- Testing, testing.

- [Radio] You're coming through clear and loud.

- What, I don't know about any phone calls!

- Look, he sent the message through Eve Rondeau.

Listen, just let me call him, okay?

- No, hell no, I do the calling.

- Hey, take it easy.

- Mr. Rubinez.

(buzzing)

- Say?

I sent her no such message.

If I wanted to see her it would be here, wouldn't it?

I was right the first time, those two are narcs.

Trouble, yes, but they have nothing on us.

Only on my nephew and the girl.

- So what should I do, Colonel?

- Luis,

the Good Book says,

if thy left eye offend thee,

plug it up.

The lovely Sara will interpret that for you

if you don't understand.

(speaking in foreign language)

- Anything wrong?

- No. (speaking in foreign language)

Mondo, gentlemen, we are going for a ride,

the four of us, to the back.

- A ride to where?

- A ride to the back.

(shouting)

- Let's go.

(gun firing)

(tires screeching)

- Police, freeze!

Nice and easy, put 'em down.

- What do you think?

- Yeah, he'll make it, his kind usually does.

(laughing)

- You little whippersnapper.

That was a good one.

- Those guys got a riveting story, you wanna hear it?

- No.

- Come on Pep, it's a good story.

- It was a great bust, too.

All we got was a couple of mules.

- And we got us a killer.

- Rubinez and his kind are the real killers.

- The DA thinks we got quite a conspiracy case going there.

- Well I'm not too impressed

with his batting average, either.

I wouldn't bet on it.

- Well, it was a good bust, though.

- Was it?

Was it worth the life of a kid

who might have made a good cop, given half a chance?

Might have had a great life?

Was her death worth what we accomplished?

- Pepper.

It was a good bust.

- It's a rotten business.

Good night.

- Come on, let's go.

- Yeah man, let's split.

See you later, man.

- Good night, Bill.

- Hey Pepper?

Come here for a minute, I got something for you finally.

- What do you mean?

- I finally got your sunglasses.

- Oh, you didn't have to.

I was only kidding. - I gotta tell you,

they're not exactly the same.

They're not the exact same pair

because they were all sold out of those.

But at least, well at least they're French.

What do you think?

- I never realized that.

- Never realized what?

- That they made French sunglasses

in Hackensack, New Jersey.

- Well, at least that's closer to Paris than El Segundo.

(laughing)

- Well, thanks, very much.

- Come on, put 'em on, let's see how they look.

Sensational.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Really, very good for...

- For how much?

- 31 clams.

- 14.95, including tax.

- Do you know, you're absolutely amazing.

You're like a walking Consumer's Guide.

- Uh huh.

Thanks.

I really do like them, I really do.

They're really nice.

Thanks.

- Get a good night's sleep.

- You too.

Good night.

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