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- I am not spending the night in jail.

- Well, I'm serious, Pep.

- No, no jail.

- I'm gonna fly now.

I can do it.

I can.

I'll show everyone.

- I want it packaged in pound bundles.

Can you deliver?

- I can do that.

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- Hi.

How did the exam go?

- It didn't.

Who know what you gave me kept me up all night,

but I can't study.

I can hear him now, my father, about all the money

he's spending sending his daughter to college

just to watch her flunk.

- That's what daddies are for, Cindy.

I mean, take that away from them and what have they got?

Their golf, their boats,

their dry martinis?

You're just strung out from the bennies.

You need something to take your mind off everything.

Look at Trevor over there.

He's got some 'ludes I can score.

I'll bring 'em up to your room later.

All you gotta do is phone home and say...

- Oh, don't worry, folks.

I'm just taking some more pills.

Pills to wake up, go to sleep, to study, to zonk out.

- Cin, I'm talking about 'ludes.

They're pharmaceutical.

Doctors prescribe them.

Okay?

- Okay.

- Hey, man, how you doin'?

- What's up, Tim?

- Five rolls, John Boy.

- That's 25 happies.

If you need anymore just give me a call.

- Uh, I don't think there's gonna be

any action on the phone tonight.

My chick and I, we're gonna be having a good time.

- Business is looking good.

Huh, babe?

- Yeah, Wendy, pretty good.

- And in digging through these, we find the university

reported a large, a very large loss in chemicals last month.

- I know that Sergeant Anderson.

The professor's as concerned about it as I am.

I'm sure he's telling that to your partner right now.

The way these kids run in and out of here,

it's a wonder they don't take away half the lab with them.

- Well, is he also telling them

about the kind of inventory control you have here?

- Well, it is somewhat shabby, yes.

- Shabby?

Well, I'd say it's about effective

as a paper umbrella in a hurricane.

What do you think?

- Sergeant, I'm a chemist and a teaching assistant.

I can't force the almighty trustees to get

the extra manpower we need to help with paperwork,

put on more security guards.

A big university like this is a bureaucracy

choked with red tape, and well,

I hope you can understand my position,

which obviously isn't much of one.

- All right, well, let's get to these.

These are the missing chemicals?

- Yes, that's right.

- And with the right recipe, just what

could you produce with that stuff?

- A number of possible combinations.

- Are soporifics among them?

- Well, the precursors are here.

Yes, they are.

- Mmm-hmm, and methaqualone has been flooding

every junior and senior high school

in this city and this campus.

Just last month, four ODs were reported

to the university medical center.

Did you know that?

- I know that, Sergeant Anderson.

You think the missing chemicals from this lab

have something to do with it?

- Don't you, Mr. Kramer?

- Well, it's possible.

It's possible.

But what am I supposed to do?

Buy a cot and sleep here?

The professor is just about as much help.

He kept saying, what can we do?

- Yeah, sometimes I wonder what we're all about.

- What are you talkin' about?

We do what we can.

Tomorrow...

- Is another day.

I saw the movie.

I got a call.

They want me to testify before the legislative subcommittee.

Again?

- Yeah.

What's goin' on here?

What's, hey guys.

What's goin' on?

- A girl freaked out.

- Hey, I'm Sergeant Crowley with the police department.

What's the quickest way up there?

- Follow me.

- Stay down here, Pep.

What's her name?

Cindy, Cindy Williams.

- What's the matter with her?

- I don't know.

- Hold it. Hold it.

Let me talk to her.

Cindy, Cindy, don't be foolish honey.

Come on. I want to help you.

So come on down.

Let's talk about it, okay?

- Don't worry.

I can't fall.

Don't you know that?

You see those birds over there?

- Uh-huh, what about 'em?

- I can be like them.

I mean, I can do anything.

- Well, if you can do anything, Cindy, prove it to me.

You come on down here and talk to me, okay.

Come on down.

Talk to me.

- I don't want to.

I just want to float.

Daddy doesn't know I can do that.

And I can.

Daddy doesn't know a lot of things.

- Let's get out of here.

- You come down here, and I'll go with you

and talk to you daddy.

We'll tell him about it, okay.

Only you gotta talk to him with me, okay.

- They're waiting for me down there.

You see, they know I can fly.

They believe in me.

- I believe in you, too, Cindy.

So Cindy, come on down and talk to me, okay.

- No, no, you're just like my father

with your questions always,

your questions. - No, I'm not, honey.

- I'm gonna fly now.

I can do it.

I can.

I'll show everyone.

- Cindy?

Let go.

- Is she alive?

- Barely.

- I couldn't hold onto her.

Nelson, get all these people out of here, will ya?

Come on.

The show's over, folks.

Let's go.

Keep moving.

Nothing to look at.

Come on. Back to class.

- This is the boy I was telling you about.

- That's the one I saw on the stairs.

Tim Mathis and Cindy Williams, our first date.

- Crowley.

- Oh, Dr. Shafer, this is Sergeant Anderson.

- How do you do?

- How do you do?

Did you contact the girl's parents?

- I finally reached her father at his club.

He's on his way over now.

- Good.

Well, there's really not much sense

in your waiting around here.

It'll be quite a while after the surgery

before she's able to talk.

She had several broken ribs puncturing a lung,

probable skull fracture, serious abdominal bleeding.

It's touch and go at this point.

My major concern right now is the administration

of general anesthetics on top of the high concentration

of drugs already in her system.

She took a pretty good dose.

- You've done an analysis?

- Yes.

Your suspicions made our test go a lot faster.

She had near to toxic levels

of methaqualone in her blood stream.

- Ah, listen doctor.

If you should see this man come around,

would you let us know?

- Her source?

- Friend, a boy, we don't know.

- Yeah, for some crazy reason these kids think

this junk is an aphrodisiac.

If we could only convince them it's a killer.

- That'll do it.

Bill, Tim Mathis, male, Caucasian, 19

only son of the Crawford Mathis family.

- Crawford Mathis?

- He as in high rise, insurance, real estate, you know.

- The kid ever take any falls?

- One, three years ago in high school.

The usual.

The principal caught him smoking pot in the restroom.

Counselor release situation.

- Who was on the phone?

- Good news.

Lab sent your tracking.

- Two of those drugs that Pepper found,

they have the same chemical makeup

and the same pill press markings as the ones

that have been showing up all over town.

- Well, it's a start.

That's good work.

- Yeah, but it's only a start.

Gary Bowers, please report

to the information desk.

Dr. George Freeman, please report

to the third floor nurse's station.

Dr. George Freeman, third floor nurse's station, please.

- Can I talk to William Crowley please.

- Johnny, don't let it get to you.

It's Mathis who ought to be worried.

I mean, he's the one who gave her the stuff.

- The kid's been a good customer.

He should know better than to open his mouth.

- If you're really worried, I mean even this much,

and you want to lay back for awhile,

why don't you let me handle the dealers at the school?

- You?

- Why not?

I'm a big girl.

I'm your girl.

I'd kind like to get in on a good thing, too, you know.

- I'll think about it, okay.

- And you know what?

You could even let me pick up the stuff

from that mysterious source of yours.

- Wendy, your greed is showing.

This much.

Nobody gets in on our source.

- Hey, Mathis.

I'm Sergeant Crowley.

I'm a police officer.

Hey, Joel.

Get him.

- Get him.

- Hold it.

- I didn't mean to hurt her.

Cindy, I didn't mean to.

- I don't want to talk.

- To a cop?

- Not to anyone.

- Tim wants to see you very, very much.

- Is he all right?

He's not in jail is he?

- Tim's over at headquarters helping us.

He's very worried about you.

- It wasn't his fault.

I want you to know that.

What I did, I did to myself.

- You know why you did it?

- Because there are times when I forget things...

- And you just don't want to be yourself, huh?

- Maybe.

I don't know.

- Cindy, I know you don't know me,

but I was there when you were on that balcony.

I was there when you fell.

I watched you fall.

I came over, and I said to myself,

if that girl doesn't die, I gotta go see her.

I've just gotta ask her why she doesn't want to live.

I just want to be alone.

- Okay, sweetheart.

Still nothing is being done about it.

- Sergeant Crowley, if we did it your way,

we'd lock them up.

We'd throw the key away on every kid

that ever dropped a pill.

Now, is that it?

- That's your smokescreen, not mine.

But I tell you one thing.

I wouldn't make it easier for them to get it.

Look at the figures.

The problem's not going away.

It's not getting any better.

It's getting worse.

Kids are being admitted to emergency rooms

at a rate double that of two years ago.

- It is getting worse.

Will you tell me why the police don't pick up

the dealers instead of the mules and the users?

- We're nailing them.

We're shutting down elicit labs, but let me tell you.

Nobody's getting any time.

We're arresting the same people maybe two or three

times a year, and I'm talking about dealers,

big, multi-pound dealers who post bail,

get straight probation, end up back out there

on the street before we can finish the paperwork.

Now, I've been comin' here for three years now,

and I gotta say one thing.

Nothin' really has changed except that there are more kids

dead or maimed or turned into zombies because there are

bums out there on the street who are filling a market

that you people are helping to create by your neglect.

- Are you quite through, Sergeant Crowley?

The committee will now call Inspector Burt Travis

representing the District Attorney's office.

- Where's your couth, Crowley?

You gotta finesse these characters.

- Looks like they got to you again, huh.

- Same old thing.

- Well, how about some good news

like the dealer Mathis told us about, John Trevor?

Valley narcs nailed him last spring for dealing PCP.

- Is he a cooker?

- That thing says so, but he handles enough

to have a good connection.

- Your idea to work him for a lab?

- It depends.

If my boss buys the action.

- What's the action?

- Well, I've been thinking.

How about the Canadian connection, boss?

- How about a Canadian connection?

- Here she comes now.

- Where did you say you met her again?

- In that disco on Westmore, The Candletree.

She hit on me for some 'ludes.

She's one of those upper bracket types.

Wants to put some light into her pool parties.

- I don't know.

- Hey, man, suit yourself.

I just thought you might want the business.

You want me to tell the lady to get lost?

- No, I'll talk to her.

You wait here.

My friend says you want to give a better party.

- And I'll bet you can help me do that.

- Parties can be expensive.

That's the only kind I give.

- How much you want?

- Why don't we start with what you have?

What's the price?

- 10 bucks each roll.

Hey, what is this?

- I like to be sure of what I'm getting.

Okay, sonny, you can get yourself lost.

Thanks for your help, and be careful who you talk to.

Come on, sugar.

Let's see how good your product is.

Well, now, that is good.

Whoever cooked this really knows his business.

- What's your game, lady?

- Jill, Jill Diamond.

- Yeah, I'll bet.

- You're real cute.

You know that?

- Yeah, Jill.

- I want to arrange a load, and wherever you get it,

tell them to forget the pill press.

I want it packaged in pound bundles in powder form.

- That doesn't sound like any champagne party.

- It doesn't matter what's it's for now.

Does it really?

Can you deliver?

- To what?

Local competition?

- Believe me.

Where I'm taking it there is no competition.

My people don't allow it.

- Why me?

- Because I found you, and if you read the papers, do you?

- Yeah, even the funnies.

- You are cute.

Well, the cops have been having a field day

on the front pages recently, and if you read those,

you'd understand why I came down here

to find a new source of supply.

- Down here?

Canada?

You mean, you've been buying from the Toronto syndicate?

The one that was busted by the mounties last month?

- The load, can you handle it?

- How big?

- Why don't we start with a $10,000 order?

- Lady, we've been a penny ante operation,

but we have facilities, and we're eager to please.

Yeah, I'll see what I can set up.

- Call me.

You have one day.

Then I'll go somewhere else.

I'll be waiting for your call, Johnny.

- Yeah, okay.

- I'd say there's one lab gonna be working overtime tonight.

What do you think, Joe?

- I think you just took the words right out of my mouth.

- Wendy, I have just made the big deal.

- You call that big?

Dealing with an expense account hostess is big?

- Wendy, that lady is connected.

This could be the thing we've been waiting for.

- What do you mean we?

You mean you and your partner?

- I've gotta make a call.

- Oh, Johnny, do me a favor and tell your partner

I still want some of the action, huh?

- Wendy, if this thing goes, you can have every bit

of nickel and dime action around here.

I won't need it.

- No, we'll wait.

Hang in there, Pete.

- Nothing.

- Trevor hasn't even left the apartment.

- Girl still with him?

- Mmm-hmm, she went out and bought

some hamburgers and came back.

- What if he doesn't go to his connection?

- Then you let the money go.

- $10,000?

- It's our only chance to find the lab, Pep.

Oh.

- That's why I put the money into somebody.

Pep?

Your phone.

- Hello?

- The load is ready.

I'll meet you in front of

the Union National Bank Plaza at 7:30.

Solo, lady.

7:30, all alone.

Looks like you're gonna be tailing the $10,000.

- Wendy?

- Yeah?

- You've been wanting to get in on some action lately.

Haven't you?

- Want to?

I've been dying to.

- How about tonight?

- Yeah?

Okay, what do you want me to do?

- Well, we pick up the lady.

And then you drive us over to a warehouse

that's over on Jefferson and Wall

where there's gonna be a van parked for us.

And then you come home.

- And that's it?

Where do you go from there?

- Well, I get the lady's bread, and she gets the dough.

And then you and I are off on some pretty good times.

- Head's up.

The game plan's moving.

12 light 50 to air one, get yourself airborne.

- You've got the money.

- When I see the goods, you see the money.

Who's our friend?

- Oh, I'm Wendy.

I only drive.

The merchandise?

- As soon as she drops us off, we'll get in the van.

You drive.

I'll make the count.

- I asked about the goods.

- It's under the front seat of the van.

- Listen hard, Trevor.

My people know who you are, where you live,

and what you had for breakfast, so nothing better go wrong.

- It won't.

We're looking forward to more from your people, Jill.

I'll see you back at the apartment.

- Hey, kid?

Next time I play more than a chauffeur?

- Okay, let's put it in motion.

- What have we got air one?

Air one, we have a car switch.

Agent and suspects are now proceeding westbound

in a light blue van.

- All here.

- What did you expect?

Now, where do I unload it?

- Just keep driving.

- Cops, they're all over the place.

We're surrounded.

Just bust it.

- You're crazy.

We'll be killed.

- Ronnie.

Come on, where's your fire?

- Get out.

- They'll shoot us.

- Come on.

- Travis!

Travis, you want to tell me just what the hell

the DA's office is doing here on the street?

- What does it look like Crowley?

- Making a dope arrest.

- I don't give a damn about your making a dope case.

You understand that, Travis?

- You want to know something, Crowley?

I don't care what you think.

It just so happens that...

- It just so happens that common courtesy says

if the DA's office is gonna be moved

to the street then you notify us.

- Look, Crowley, I had a tip.

The tip says that there's a good size dope case

goin' down, so I moved.

It's my action.

- Yeah, your action.

I know all about your action.

Hearings come to town, and papers start playing up dope,

so you decide to go out and grab

a little extra publicity for your boss.

Listen, when is the election coming up, Travis?

- It's my case.

- Yeah, but that was out on the street, Travis.

We're the street people.

You know that.

Like he says, a little courtesy would be nice.

- Courtesy, since when has that been

the big word around here?

Look, the DA investigates what it wants to investigate.

It kinda keeps a balance.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- Whatever you want it to mean.

- Travis, I don't know what you're reaching for, but if you

have some kind of allegation to make, let's hear it.

- Maybe we just figure you guys could use

a little help gettin' the dope cleaned up in this town.

When I get a tip, I move on it.

- Yeah, I saw how you moved on it.

Your dope went up in a cloud of smoke, Travis.

You got nothin'.

Those big time suspects of yours are gonna take a walk.

- They tried running my road block.

I call that assault.

- You had a road full of geeks out there holding shot guns.

There wasn't a uniform in sight.

How far do you think a jury is

gonna go with you on that one?

- All right, do what you want with them.

Next time, give us a call.

Will ya?

- You didn't tell him that Pepper was in on it, did ya?

- It's none of his damn business.

Tell me where it hurts.

I'll kiss it and make it well.

- What are you doing here?

It's ladies hours.

- I just told 'em I was your daddy.

- Daddy is leering.

- You gettin' to be a big girl.

- You wouldn't be here unless you wanted something.

Does daddy want me to go to jail?

- Well, I, as a matter of fact,

it would just be for a few hours, Pep.

- I am not spending the night in jail.

- Well, you can't spend it here either

because at 12 o'clock, the little boy cops

come in and start splashing around.

- Okay, at midnight my pumpkin

and I will get out but not before then.

- Yeah.

Seriously, Pep.

- Bill, no jail.

- What if I get you a private cell?

Running water, room service, double mattress?

- I spent two nights in jail last month.

No.

- Okay, no jail.

- Thank you, Daddy.

- But you still gotta show up

for that arraignment tomorrow morning.

- Bill, I...

- There's no problem.

It's all set.

You and Trevor get sprung.

Tell you what I want you to do.

You tell 'em you want your $10,000 back

from the cops or else.

- And then what?

- I'm hopin' his girlfriend shows up with it.

'Cause if she does, I want you to try

to spend some time with her alone.

I want to find out as much about this kid as I can.

Sure you don't want any milk?

- No, that's just how I like it.

Strong and black.

It's a nice little place.

It's okay for a nice little place.

- I guess it's none of my business...

But I do live here with Trevor.

You took the words right out

of my busy little mind.

Yeah, I live here with him.

- You don't sound too enthusiastic.

- Oh, he's okay.

You know, it's just, mmm,

waiting for something better to come along.

- What could be better?

You're connected to a source of supply.

- Don't touch the plant.

It kills 'em.

Maybe there's a Canadian outfit that could use me.

- Well, that would depend on what you have to offer.

- And what are your people looking for?

- We are looking for a good source of supply.

You have any leads?

- Johnny's the only source I know.

But your people are gonna need a mule.

I mean, there's going to be more than one buy.

Isn't there?

- Well, that depends on your roommate,

if he can survive all this.

Too much has gone wrong already.

- Hello?

- Tell the lady that the cops are stalling.

I'll have the money back this afternoon.

- Okay.

Well, what time will you be here?

When will I see you?

Whatever you say.

Okay.

That was Johnny.

The cops hung him up, and he'll need

'til later this afternoon.

- Okay, but tell him that's all he gets.

I better be going.

Oh, can I give you a ride or anything?

- No, not this time.

Just tell your roommate.

That's all he gets.

- Right.

- Say, do you think that you can have

a batch together in time?

- Put that out, you idiot.

This is ether.

This whole place could go up like an atom bomb.

Look, we don't want that lady to get past us.

I mean, she could be the biggest thing...

- She could be, maybe, and maybe not.

Something went wrong Johnny.

There's a leak.

Who knew about the buy?

- Just the customer and Wendy.

- Well, now that's two possible leaks right there.

Isn't it?

- Oh, come on.

- I want them tested, Johnny.

Both of them.

Then we'll talk about a delivery, hmm.

Understand, hmm?

- Okay.

- What do you got?

- CII report came in on the girl's prints.

- Did you get a hit on 'em?

- She's in the files all right.

How about that?

- Can you believe that?

- You going out, Johnny?

- I won't be long.

- Oh, I don't want to be here all alone.

- I said, I'll be right back.

You going to make the deal with the lady?

- Yeah, the deal.

- Don't you want me to drive again?

- No, you be a good girl and stay here.

I'm gonna meet the lady over at the Trojan Horse Bar.

They'll do the deal.

And then, I shall return as they say.

And I will be waiting.

- Hello?

- Trojan Horse Bar.

He's going to meet the Canadian there.

The deal ought to go within 20 minutes.

- I'm really disappointed, Wendy.

- Hey, Crowley, how are ya?

- Trevor's girlfriend, she belongs to you, right?

CII shows her prints as an applicant for a position

in the DA's office as an investigator.

Now, is that right?

- Yeah, so what?

- I don't believe you, man.

Is that election so important to you

that you'd turn a young kid like this

into a shot job for some punk dope dealer?

- Hey, hold it.

When you take over here you can question my tactics.

Until then, bug off.

- You're stepping on my case, so you bug off.

Are you gettin' my message?

- I'll tell you what, Crowley.

Why don't you just tag along and watch me

take Trevor and the Canadian connection.

They're about to fall, Crowley, and fall hard.

- There's nothing set up for the Canadian.

Who told you that?

- My undercover told me just now.

- Then she's in deep trouble, Travis.

- What are you talkin' about?

- There's no meet for the Canadian.

I know because she's my undercover,

Sergeant Pepper Anderson.

You and your glory grabbing.

Why couldn't you just work with us, Travis?

- Hold it right there, friend.

If you don't want a bullet right in your head,

you better put that down right now.

Put that down!

Don't do nothing foolish, or I'll blow your head right off.

- I think maybe you'd better explain.

- Look, I wasn't taking off with your bread.

I just got it from the cops two hours ago.

- He's lying, Jill.

Let me do it, Jill.

- No, no, no.

Look, I know the reason we got nailed the other night.

It's her.

It's Wendy.

She's been in bed with the cops.

I caught her.

I set her up.

She's a snitch.

- What do you plan to do with her?

- Dump her in the river.

There's nothing else to do.

What's the matter?

- What's the matter is that you're an idiot.

That's your problem.

You're too eager.

When you're eager, you make mistakes.

- You got a better way to go?

- My friends could fix it so she'd never be seen again.

- You'd do that for me?

- Let's call it a trade.

She disappears, and you arrange for an immediate load.

- I can do that.

Yes, I can.

- Oh, I'm not finished.

I want the load, and I'm not dealing with you.

It's the first string this time or nothing.

I want to meet your man, and I want

a firsthand look at what you can produce, and then,

we'll decide how much more we want to buy in the future.

Well?

- Well, uh, I'll see what I can do.

But you meet me back here after you've taken care of her.

- Don't mess it up.

It's your last chance.

- It'll go.

It will.

- Bring the girl.

- Come on.

- Look, he was lying.

I swear, he was lying.

I swear.

- Take it easy, kid.

Here you go.

By the way, we're friends.

This is Investigator Royster.

- My friends call me Pete.

- Fix your collar.

The girl's okay.

- I can't say enough.

- You don't have to say anything, but you can listen.

This is your first assignment, right?

- Yeah.

- Well, next time just be yourself.

Use your head, not your body.

- I know, but Travis said...

- And he's the last person you should listen to,

the one who's going to get

all the credit no matter who he steps on.

- What about the meeting with the man?

- We don't know yet.

- Travis used you.

A policewoman never has to prostitute herself

to make an arrest.

There's always some other way.

- Yeah.

- And by the way, just think how it would look

to a jury if you ever had to the stand.

- The means and end don't necessarily justify one another.

- You got it.

- Yeah.

- Are you all right, kid?

I'll see you when you're through.

- And working with a creep will get you in deep every time.

We're about to get ourselves a lab.

- You be careful, Pepper.

- You know me.

- That's what we're talkin' about.

- Is it arranged?

- My man's agreed to give you a tour.

- Good, let's go.

- One hitch.

- What now?

- It's not my fault, but he wants the location

of the lab to be kept secret.

And he wants you to come alone and with a blindfold.

- Now, wait a minute.

We didn't...

- It's all right.

But now.

- You've got yourself a deal, Jill.

The money, you got the money?

- We got it.

Meet you back at the hotel.

- We'll be there.

- Let's do it.

- Bill, get it up in the air quick.

The crook's alone.

- Here, put this on.

- Why?

- It's part of the deal.

Okay, just follow me.

What?

- Come with me.

Here.

- Where are we?

- Nevermind, just...

Okay, now watch your step.

It's a little rough.

You in there?

I'll be right with you.

And don't light any cigarettes.

- You can take that thing off now.

He's at the ether stage.

Why don't we wait a minute.

- Good idea.

- Hey, you gonna take all day?

- I'm coming. I'm coming.

You caught me right in the middle of a batch.

So Dr. Shafer says I should be

out of here by next week.

- That's not all he said.

- You know, he took two hours out of a busy day to talk

to us, not to tell us what we did wrong

but to explain every single street drug for sale

on and off the black market,

exactly what they do to your mind and body.

And then he left the decision up to us.

- I like Dr. Shafer.

Is he as single as he is smart?

- Three kids, Wendy.

He showed me the pictures.

Sorry.

- I don't like Dr. Shafer.

How's that for a brief romance?

- I think it's about time we let you two alone.

- Sergeant Anderson, Sergeant Crowley, before you go

I want you to know that well, my body may be

in crummy shape right now, but well, my head's cleared up.

And it's kind of nice to think straight for a change.

Thank you.

- That's what we're here for.

- Goodbye.

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