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- Dad!

- Can you tell us about the people he worked with?

- Dad called him the Mongoose.

- The Mongoose?

- And you gotta know that he's working

with somebody right inside your own department.

Conspiracy to commit gambling.

- I've got a 14-year-old kid out there

looking for his father's killer.

- Jeff!

- You've gotta slow down.

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- Pepper. - Hello.

- Lee. - Bill.

- Good to see you, been awhile, huh?

- Good of you to come.

You come without asking what it is I want.

You are good friends.

Chin?

- You know, Lee, I think Crowley would use any excuse

to come in here for your pork fried noodles.

- That's what I ordered.

Oh.

I think he's part Chinese.

- Lee, you got a problem, right?

- I need some help.

My grandson.

He's 17.

Been gone three months now.

- Three months?

Why did you wait 'til now to call us?

- Because, uh...

It's a family problem.

But after three long months, I call you now.

His mother, she's very sick, and I'm worried.

- You've not heard a word from him for three months?

- No.

- What's his name, Lee?

- Hariam, Hariam Quon.

Nothing to be alarmed about.

It's to be expected.

- Gambling.

- It'll be all right.

You know my people, they gamble in the back.

And the police, they do their job.

We're on our way to the station

with 14 suspects.

All right, let's move out.

Hey, listen, I sure hope you don't do anything

to the cooks back there because I got

an order of pork fried noodles working.

- Crowley, how are ya?

Good, how are you?

How's it going, Wagner?

- Hey, Pepper!

Well, what is the first team doing in these back alleys?

It really can't be the fine cuisine in this dump.

- I don't know about that.

- It must be pretty slow down there, huh?

You guys got nothing to do except hassle old men?

- Now, wait a minute.

This is a commercial operation.

And Vice gets a lot of heat if we don't take these games.

Besides, it's not that easy.

So, what are you doing here?

- Mr. Quon's grandson is missing.

He was just telling us about it.

- Ah, he'll turn up.

Probably running with one of the gangs.

These people have really gotten out of hand.

No offense.

- We're all loaded up now.

What about this guy?

- Book him.

Like I said, it's not that easy.

See that guy, he's a lookout.

Anybody suspicious comes in here,

he pushes a button behind that counter

and bingo, the game is over.

- And by the time you get in the back,

it's chess and checkers and chopsticks, huh?

- Right.

Councilman.

- It went well?

- Yeah.

All right, uh, hold it up a minute.

Mr. McCormick here would like to say a few words.

Councilman.

- Thank you.

Now, you all know how I feel about organized gambling

in this city.

Not only is it illegal, but it also breeds other forms

of crime, prostitution, corruption.

And then again, you all know this.

So, let me just say that I stopped by to say

keep up the good work.

The very good work.

Thank you.

Your lieutenant explained to me

about how you took the lookout.

I'd call that good old police technique, Sarg.

- McCormick, why don't you can all that crud

you dished out in there and save it 'til next year

when you run for reelection?

- Did you have any problems?

Fine.

- You sure you got 'em?

- The tickets, uh-huh, I got 'em.

Now, hotdog, about our bet.

I'll tell ya what, I'll give you the Rams at three.

Uh-uh, I got the Rams, but with seven.

- Seven? The spread is three.

What are you trying to do, hustle me?

All right, you bandit, you got seven.

Now, let's get going before we miss the kick-off.

- Dad?

Thanks.

- Why? I still got a good bet with seven.

- I mean, thanks for giving up your golf today.

I know about the tournament.

Mr. Bane called while you were in the shower.

- Well, I'll tell ya something, bandit.

Something dumb, but I'd rather spend Sunday with you

than play golf in a Masters.

Now, let's get, wait a minute, where's the radio?

Go get the radio.

Come on.

It's a perfect day for football.

All the excitement of the big game,

an afternoon that was made to order,

and a huge sell-out crowd.

You know, fans, both teams come in today

with winning streaks, and the survivor will take

that giant stride towards the championship.

- Dad!

- Hey, Paul.

- Glad communications got ahold of you two.

Some mess, huh?

- Anybody in that thing?

- Curtis Forrester.

- The reporter?

Right.

- You got any suspects?

- We just got started.

That's his kid over there.

He was standing near the house when it happened.

The kid saw it happen?

- Yeah.

I need someone to question him and

then transport him over to Barton Hall.

- Barton Hall?

Paul, are you crazy?

You can't let a kid go through an experience like this

and then dump him at Barton Hall.

What are you thinking about?

- That's terrible.

- What about his family, has he got any relatives?

- That's the problem, there is no one.

His mother died two years ago.

We've already contacted Probation.

He's gotta go to Barton Hall until they can line up

a foster place, home.

- So meanwhile, we just question the kid,

then dump him at the hall, is that it?

- Paul, can't you just turn him over to Juvenile?

- Pepper, what I need is a woman's touch.

You're the only female investigator

that's not tied up today.

Juvenile's got no one available.

I'd like to help the kid, Pep,

but his old man was a reporter.

He might've been onto something big.

You're it, and that's all there is to it.

- All right.

We'll question him, but we're not gonna dump him off

at that place like a piece of baggage.

Want to talk?

- This is it?

- Yes, it is.

Bill, where are we going?

- Not here.

- Are you gonna let Probation know he's here?

I mean, the boy's been through hell.

It could be weeks before he's

able to open up to anybody.

You know, it's just gonna take awhile

for him to face what's happened.

- You can take this in and talk to him.

- The department is gonna come down

in the middle of your back for hiding him here,

and you forget it's not our case, it's Homicide's.

How quickly you forget.

- Go in and talk to him.

Here.

- Would you like some hot chocolate?

Jeff...

Jeff, we need your help to find out

whoever is responsible for your father's death.

We know how terrible you feel

and how much he meant to you, but...

We need your help.

Jeff?

I found some, uh, marshmallows.

- Oh. - Want one?

Yeah, I like to watch 'em melt.

- What about you, Jeff?

Try one.

Jeff, we think your dad was mixed up

in something pretty big.

You have any idea what it could've been?

I mean, I really want to catch the guy

that did that to your dad.

And I promise you something, I will.

But I can't do it by myself.

We need your help, Jeff.

Will you help us?

- I'll help you.

I want to help you.

- Son, do you know what your dad was working on?

What kind of a story?

- No.

He didn't talk about it much.

He used to talk with Mom, but...

- It's okay, Jeff.

It's okay.

Can you tell us about the people he worked with?

- You mean on his own?

- Yeah.

- He had an informant.

He used to talk with him on the telephone.

They used to meet all the time.

- Do you know his name, where he lived, anything like that?

- No.

Dad called him the Mongoose.

- The Mongoose?

Yeah.

- He asleep?

- Yeah.

Nice kid.

- He is a good kid, isn't he?

- Do you ever turn the heat on in this place?

- You cold?

- Yeah, I'm always cold.

- I'll get you some hot coffee.

You know something?

- What?

- I saw a side of you I never noticed before tonight.

- Oh, like what, like I make cold coffee?

- No, that you'd make a good father.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Jeff got a lot of strength from you.

You know what time it is?

- Unh-unh.

- I can't make it, I'm gonna go to bed.

- I haven't finished this.

- Well, I'm gonna give you the keys to the car.

Pick us up in the morning, okay?

- You got an extra bathrobe?

I love to sleep in men's bathrobes.

Yes?

- I'm from the Probation Department.

Sargent Crowley?

- No, Sargent Pepper Anderson.

- Oh, I'm Mary Snyder, Juvenile Probation Officer.

I've come for the boy.

You realize you were supposed to transport him

to Barton Hall last night.

The boy is here?

- Yes, he is here.

I made some coffee, why don't...

- You don't have to explain your behavior to me, Sargent.

This is a juvenile court order...

For the return of Jeffrey Forrester.

- Hey, Pep, how about...

- Bill, this is Mary...

- Snyder, I'm with Probation.

I've explained to your friend why I'm here.

- The boy's asleep.

- Would you please wake him?

- Look, we've just, just begun to get through to him

about his father, if you would try to understand.

- I'm afraid I do.

You see, I have to make a complete report about all this.

My only concern is the well-being of the child.

- This Miss Snyder in there, Jeff,

she's gonna try to find you...

A really good temporary home.

But things are gonna work out, okay?

Let me tell you something.

I gave you my word, we're gonna catch him.

- Sargent Crowley...

I just want you to know that

my dad was a good reporter because,

because he could relate to people.

He could put himself in their shoes,

take on their problems.

My mom told me that once.

She's was right.

I just wanted to thank you,

you and Sargent Anderson, for being like him,

for being with me last night.

- Where is Jeff?

I called everywhere.

- He's with the Probation Department.

They're trying to find him a suitable home.

- A suitable home?

- That's right, sir.

- Mrs. Longley, find out who the chief probation officer is

and get him on the line.

I thought a Lieutenant Salvino of Homicide

was assigned this case.

- That's right, he is, but it's just that...

Mr. Bane, could you tell us what Forrester was working on?

What stories?

- He was working on several assignments.

- Like what?

- Consumer fraud, a profile on bank robbers.

- Yeah, what else?

- Corruption in city government.

- Involving who?

- I don't know.

Curt was the best guy here and you people know it.

And when he was on standard assignments,

he'd touch base with me.

But when he was into something big,

he'd go full-bore and alone 'til he had his facts.

- Which of these would you consider routine?

- Consumer fraud.

- Who was the Mongoose?

- What?

- Jeff mentioned that his father was working

with somebody called the Mongoose.

Who was that, Mr. Bane?

- I'm sorry, I don't know.

- Now, if you do, this is hardly the time

to remind us of freedom of the press.

- Sargent Anderson, Curt was more

than just an employee here.

He was a close personal friend.

And this paper would go to any extreme to find his killer.

- Then, why did you look away

when we mentioned the Mongoose?

- Well, this Mongoose, as Curt chose to call him,

was just a faceless name to me.

To all of us here.

We don't know who he is.

- Then, how did they communicate?

- Well, this Mongoose would call and set up appointments,

that much I do know.

- Mongoose always phoned Forrester?

- Right, right, and then they'd obviously meet, and uh...

Oh, yes, put him on.

Mr. Rollin?

Yes, I'm calling about Jeff Forrester.

When?

Keep me posted.

If there's anything that this paper can do, call me.

Jeff's run away.

- Crowley, what in the hell are you up to?

- Oh, I'm just screwing around here, Captain,

tightening up the pencil sharpener.

- Don't get cute with me.

That boy, you took him to your apartment, didn't you,

instead of Baton Hall?

You and your partner.

- Which partner, I'm kinda heavy on partners.

- I said don't get cute!

- Yeah, well, Captain, let me tell you something.

Now, what I do on my off-duty hours is my business.

You got no right to even question about my personal life.

- Look, when you violate the rules,

and subject this department to outside criticism

and interfere with an important investigation,

I've got every right.

Now, Crowley, I'm telling you,

you take those files back to Homicide,

give 'em to Salvino, and you get out of this.

And stay out of Chinatown.

You could've loused up that raid, too!

- What you do, steal his holster or something?

- Hey, what's the matter?

- Bet I know what that was all about.

Guess I should've gone home.

- I thought it was legal between consenting adults.

- Me too.

- What's the matter, you guys got nothing to do?

Joe, take this file down to Salvino.

No, both of you...

Get over to Juvenile and see if you can help them

locate that kid.

- Parks say we were in on this?

- Nope.

- I need some help, Mr. Bane.

- Jeff, where are you?

- My dad worked with someone called the Mongoose.

I want to meet him.

I need his telephone number so that I can...

- Jeff, listen, the police will find him.

You stay right where you are,

and I'll send someone to pick you up.

Now, give me your location.

- I can't, Mr. Bane.

Now, will you give me the number, please?

- I don't have it, Jeff.

Now, where are you?

- Well, I'm not in any home, I'll tell you that.

- All right, Morris, how about it?

- Look, Bill, like I told you before,

you don't give me the court order,

I cannot give you the calls.

Now, I'm sorry, but that's company policy.

- Morris, like I told you before,

Pepper is with the judge right now.

She'll be here any minute.

- I'm sorry.

- Sorry, hell, I got a 14-year-old kid out there

looking for his father's killer.

Now, I want Forrester's tolls, Morris, and I want 'em now.

- Bill, please, sit down, relax, huh?

- Talk about your red tape.

What'd you do, stop for lunch?

- No, but the judge did.

- All right, let's go, Morris.

Read it later, will ya?

- Listen, if you want all the subscriber information,

it's gonna take awhile.

- We'll wait.

- This is the weaker sex?

- He's got to be one of these six phone numbers.

- We'll try 'em.

First, I want to check that house,

in case Jeff might be there.

- You know, you're sticking your neck way out

in this one, why?

Homicide will...

Look at that.

That's Forrester's house.

12Y50, requesting fire units to 1338 Sunshine Terrace.

- There's a van pulling, let's get it.

- 12Y50, 12Y50, requesting a clear frequency.

We're in pursuit of a possible arson suspect

from 1338 Sunshine Terrace, you got that?

Roger.

- Take it a little easy, huh, Bill?

12Y50, 12Y50, suspect's vehicle is a '68 Ford van,

light blue, license number, can you see it, Bill?

- 1-4-3.

- License number 1-4-3... - Peter, Charlie, Edward.

- Peter, Charlie, Edward.

You're wild, Bill, today.

Come on, take it easy.

You gotta slow down.

You gotta slow down, somebody else,

let the other ones catch him. - We're gonna lose him.

- Oh!

12Y50, requesting a traffic unit.

We had a little accident.

Crowley was driving, of course.

We're at the end of Sunshine Terrace, in a ravine,

would you believe it?

Suspect last seen heading westbound on Trent.

You've gotta change your driving habits.

- Get out of the car.

- Michael said it was definitely arson.

- Yeah.

- Quote, "We could have parked a rig right on top

"of this place and it still would've burnt to the ground."

End of quote.

- Uh, who'd the van finally come back to?

- Joe's running it now.

Bill.

- What?

- Hey, you turkeys,

I thought you were ordered off this case.

- So, I asked Bill to, uh, swing by and check, okay?

- Well, okay, but the old man's on his way,

and I'd clear out if I were you.

- Hey, Bill, that van was stolen out of Las Vegas.

Radio car just located it six blocks west of here.

- What about the driver?

- No luck, but they recovered two empty gas cans.

They call prints?

- They're en route.

- Humph.

What else can happen to this kid?

Yeah, okay, that's fine.

- We got the toll calls.

- Good. That was Bane, Jeff called.

- Where is he?

- He doesn't know.

The kid's out there looking for the Mongoose.

We best start making these calls.

- I'd like to speak to the Mongoose, please.

Right, the Mongoose.

No, I'm not kidding.

Yeah, well, you do the same, pal.

- Yeah?

- Mongoose?

- Who's this?

- I'm a police officer, I want to talk to you.

Man, you gotta be crazy, I can't meet you.

I'm being watched.

- Okay, then I'll come meet you.

- You know where I live?

- Look, buddy, I told you I'm a cop.

I've already run your number.

Sure, I know where you live.

- Yeah, all right, right.

Yeah, but not here.

You know the synagogue at Eighth and Oxwood?

Tonight, seven o'clock and be alone.

- You Jerome?

- How did you know...

Eh, the telephone company, huh?

It's all right, that ain't my real name anyway.

Forrester picked that one out.

The real Jerome, Jerome Stallings, was killed.

Traffic accident.

- Then, you're who?

- Mongoose.

That's enough, Mongoose.

- What was forrester into?

- Man...

All I know, man, you've got to be a part of the whole thing.

- Part of what whole thing?

- Corruption, corruption.

That's what Forrester called it.

That's all I know.

- Look, pal, now you get to the bottom line.

Or we're gonna go down to the station,

print you, and then we'll find out just who you really are.

You getting my message?

- Right.

John McCormick, your esteemed councilman?

He's in debt.

He's a big loser.

Some local bookies, some that ain't so local,

and pfft.

- And what?

- And he's getting paid off.

By a big gambling syndicate

to keep the heat off of Chinatown.

It's a Chinese syndicate.

And you gotta know that he's working with somebody

right inside your own department.

- Where's the boy?

- I don't know, I never met him.

Why?

- He's run away.

You think he could be in any danger?

- Not unless he's, he's got his father's files.

- What would be in the files?

- Well, I was able to get ahold of

the Councilman McCormick's markers.

Now, just by themselves, that's,

that wouldn't look too pretty

in front of a grand jury, right?

There he is.

You want to tell him first about his grandson?

Yeah.

- You have news of my grandson?

- Lee, we have some bad news for you.

Your grandson's dead, Lee.

- He was found in San Francisco,

a drug overdose.

- It is as I feared.

I have relatives there that can bring him home.

- Is there anything we can do?

- No.

I have already caused you both much trouble.

I will tell his mother.

It is a family matter.

- Lee, there's another young boy who's in trouble.

His father was murdered, and, and,

well, I'm afraid that some of your people are involved.

We need your help, Lee.

- What can I do?

- Good evening.

- Police, come with me.

- You're all under arrest, everybody freeze.

Get your hands above the table.

Steve, come here and tell 'em, will ya?

- Larry, cover that door over there, will you?

Get their names.

- Things gonna happen?

- Something better happen soon.

I'd sure hate to have to explain this raid to Parks.

- I'd hate to have to explain anything to that...

Hard head.

- Looks like somebody's making a move.

Are you in charge of this?

- That's right.

Let's go outside.

You've made a grave mistake.

Oh, yeah, how do you figure that?

- This is not the night we agreed for a raid.

- Uh-huh.

Well, I tell ya, I'm taking all these people in,

and that includes the money.

- You people must be new to Vice.

Why don't we talk?

My name is Fong.

Being new, you should not get what the others get, yet.

- Well, what do you think we should get?

- $500 a week for all.

- 500?

- For everybody?

Does that sound fair to you?

- Mm...

- Why don't you show Mr. Fong what you got in your purse.

- Mr. Fong...

We'd like your help with

a little matter we're investigating.

- Yes, I will do it.

Okay, thank you.

Hi, can I help you?

- I'd like to see either Sargent Anderson

or Sargent Crowley.

I'm sorry, they're both out,

can I help you?

- Well, can I have a pencil?

Will a pen do?

- Sure.

Front desk, Officer Boyer speaking.

I'll have you transferred to Burglary Auto Theft.

Thank you.

- Would you please give this to Sargent Crowley?

It's very important.

- Okay, let's go, I got places to go and people to see.

- You should learn to better schedule your time.

For when we hurry, we are more prone to mistakes.

- You're a regular fortune cookie, you know that?

Hello.

- Oh, hey, you guys, uh, heh-heh, for a minute,

I thought you were a couple of 211 artists.

What are you doing here?

- We're about to ask you the same thing.

- Uh, I'm meeting a snitch.

- What's in the sack, Jack?

- Lychee nuts, a friend I know likes them, and uh...

- What a whip.

- You like lychee nuts?

- You know, that was real stupid of you.

- I thought you had more smarts than this, Wagner.

Okay, you got it, you're under arrest.

- Crowley, I have read every manual there is

on interrogation, you're wasting your time.

Book me.

What's criminal conspiracy doing on this, anyway?

I mean, where's internal affairs, huh?

Oh, I get it.

Conspiracy to commit gambling.

That's worth about a 50 buck fine.

- What about conspiracy to commit murder?

- You crazy?

You know what a guy gets when we bust him for gambling?

A 10 buck fine.

The law is a joke.

Nobody cares.

So, when I get offered 100 a week to do the same thing

I've been doing for five years, why not?

But get off this thing about murder.

- Did you know Curtis Forrester?

- Sure, a hell of a nice guy.

- Well, we think your politician friend

may have killed him.

Or had him killed.

- McCormick? Come on.

- He was about to expose him, Wagner.

And your involvement in Chinese gambling interests.

- That's crazy.

- You believe this?

You recognize that?

- Sure, McCormick's phone number, so?

- These are Forrester's tolls.

He phoned McCormick three days before he was killed.

- Obviously, to confront him with the story.

- My name is Jeff Forrester.

My dad was Curtis Forrester.

Yes, he had your name and number

in an appointment book of his.

Uh, could we meet someplace?

I have to talk to you.

Yes, sir.

Okay, thank you.

- Crowley, I won't bore you specifics,

but do you have any idea what you're doing?

- Pepper, bring in those tapes, will ya?

Being new, you should not get

what the others get.

$500 a week for all.

$500?

- I'm sorry, Chief, we just don't know who was involved.

- Bill...

- Uh, excuse me, I don't mean to be rude,

but Mr. Mossman here, I mean, what is

the Attorney General's interest in this case?

- Forrester went to them, for obvious reasons.

- I've been studying your technique, Sargent.

Do you conduct all your investigations in this fashion?

- In what fashion?

- Unilaterally.

- Uh, I think the important thing right now

is to get the job done.

And we got two immediate problems,

find Jeff Forrester, and bust McCormick.

Yeah, Joe, what do you want?

- Excuse me.

Forrester boy left it at the desk for you.

- "Sargent Crowley, I have most of my dad's files.

"I'm going to meet with someone who may help.

"I'll keep in touch.

"Sorry I missed you. Jeff."

Joe, you and Pete get a team together,

check every hotel in the downtown area.

- Okay.

- What kept you?

- Fong was late.

Take good care of it, there won't be anymore.

- What's that supposed to mean, Wagner?

- Well, it's simple.

We had an agreement.

I take care of the games, you keep everything in line.

On all accounts, you went too far.

It seems you're involved in a murder.

Curtis Forrester?

You've been smoking some of that weed

that you boys confiscate.

- I know he talked to you, I've seen his tolls.

And I know he was about to give you some big headlines.

- Mr. McCormick?

- Mm-hm.

- I have a warrant to search your residence.

Well, that's it.

Yeah, now let's see what the lie-detector says

about Councilman McCormick.

Hey, Rob, so what do you think?

Our councilman is being very cooperative.

Oh, I avoided any area that could jeopardize

your gambling conspiracy.

I noticed that, thanks.

What about Forrester's murder?

- Oh, he's clean Pepper, they never met.

Forrester did phone to set up an appointment.

McCormick thought it was about a story

on his good record in fighting crime.

- But McCormick and Forrester never met?

- That's right.

- Okay, thanks, Rob. - Yeah, thanks.

- Listen, call Bane's office.

See if you can come up with anymore background

on Forrester's assignments.

- Okay, what about Robbery and Homicide?

You want me to call them?

- Pepper, just call Bane's office, okay?

- Okay, Forrester was here on the 19th.

- Mr. Haldy, what was his primary interest with the Bureau?

- He was writing an article on

the futility of robbing banks.

You know, because of the security cameras, everything.

We solve about 9 out of 10

which is pretty bad odds for a crook.

And he also looked through the outstanding suspect files.

That's suspects that are photographed

during actual robberies, have been identified,

but haven't been arrested yet.

- Do you have that file in this office?

- Oh, yes, we do.

- Can I see it?

- Oh, certainly.

Most of them have been reduced to wanted posters.

- Did Forrester look through this whole book?

- Uh, yes, he did.

Several of them interested him.

- Oh?

- One in particular because he took it with him.

Let's see.

- Looks like we got our work cut out for us.

- Yeah, he took a copy of that with him.

- Looks like...

- Like we're gonna move on it.

- Bill, the manager thinks the boy's staying here.

In 109, paid for three nights in advance.

- Where's Pete?

- Upstairs checking.

Anything about the Mongoose?

- We just left there, he's gone.

Robbery Homicide's gonna stake it.

Pete, got anything?

- Yep, look what I found in the kid's room.

Looks like he's got a meeting with the Mongoose

tonight at eight.

Where.

- It doesn't say.

- I think I know where.

- Jeff, over here.

Sit down.

You wanted to talk.

- You worked with my father.

I thought you might be able to tell me

what he was working on.

- Sure, sure.

Hey, Joe.

Pep, take that aisle.

- That's your dad's file?

- No, just some notes I was taking.

- Anybody know about this meeting?

- No.

- Jeff!

- Hold it right there, Contreras!

Hold it!

Hold it!

- You all right?

- Hold it!

Hold it!

What happens to Jeff now?

He's gonna stay with Banes

'til they can find a good foster home.

Good. Is he okay?

- Yeah, I think he's gonna be okay.

Son, listen.

I want you to keep in touch with us, will ya?

Gonna stay in touch?

- All I can say is that I love you both.

- We love you, too.

We really do.

It's tough.

I know it's tough.

- Hey, Jeff, listen, what do you say I, uh,

I got this Sunday off,

why don't I come by and pick you up?

Spend the day together, okay?

- With Pepper?

- Oh, well, I don't know about Pepper.

I, uh...

Uh, yeah, okay, with Pepper.

- Okay, you gonna tell me?

- It's very simple.

First, you fry your sausages.

Then, you add your peppers, your mushrooms, your garlic...

- That's not what I mean.

- Smell this, huh? Terrific.

- You're evading the issue.

You broke every rule in the book.

- I felt sorry for the kid, just like you did.

- No, there's more to it than that.

Come on, why?

- What do you want, the story of my life?

You already know that.

- You never talk about when you were a little boy.

- You never talk about when you were a little girl.

- I never was a little girl.

- I'll buy that.

- Bill!

- Okay, I was in a home.

- Ah, like Barton.

- No, it was probably worse than Barton.

You wouldn't believe what goes on in some of those places.

I wasn't gonna let that happen to that kid.

- Want to go to San Francisco?

- When?

- Tonight.

- What are you talking about?

- I've already got the tickets.

Are you kidding?

I've got two days of report writing to do.

- The Review Board reviewed our little traffic accident.

It seems we failed to avoid an avoidable accident.

We are on a two-day suspension.

- We are?

- Mm-hm.

You wouldn't believe what goes on in San Francisco.

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