All language subtitles for Arizona Heat 1988

[MUSIC - STEPPENWOLF, "THE
PUSHER"]

[SINGING] You know I smoked a
lot of grass.

Oh, lord, I popped a lot of
pills.

But I've never touched nothing
that my spirit could kill.

You know I've seen a lot of
people walking around

with tombstones in their eyes.

But the pusher don't care if you
live or if you die.

God damn the pusher.

God damn, hey, I say, the
pusher.

I said god damn, god damn the
pusher man.

You know the dealer, the dealer
is a man with the love

grass in his hand.

Oh, but the pusher is a monster.

Good god, he's not a natural
man.

The dealer, for a nickel, lord,
will

sell you lots of sweet dreams.

Ah, but the pusher ruin your
body.

Lord, he'll leave your, leave
your mind to scream.

God damn, uh-huh, the pusher.

God damn, god damn the pusher.

I said god damn, god, god damn
the pusher man.

Lieutenant Kapinski.

Put me through to Captain
Samuels.

[KNOCKING]

It's me, Eddie.

That shit is still cooling.

It ain't gonna be ready for
about, uh--

Einstein, how much longer?

Two hours.

Two hours.

Yeah, come on, you guys said--

I know what I said!

Hm?

All right, I'll be back.

You ain't going no place.

Snapper and I are gonna do a
little bit of balling

And you're gonna watch.

I like an audience.

I'm what they call a--

Einstein, what do they call
that?

Exhibitionist.

An exhibitionist.

You don't got no problem with
that, do you?

No.

Good.

Just stay right there.

[SINGING] God damn, ah, the
pusher.

God damn the pusher.

[LAUGHING]

Al right, I phoned in for a
search warrant,

if the son of a bitch ever gets
here.

Murphy?

Yeah.

I want you to go in and cover
the room.

When the warrant gets here,
you're gonna serve it.

Don't do a goddamn thing till I
get there, you got that?

Yes, sir.

All right.

Let's go.

Rollins, you're with me.

Try to find the water at this
dump and shut it down.

I want nobody flushing nothing
down the toilet.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

WOMAN: Ah!

Hey, Einstein, what's with the
water, man?

What about it?

There ain't none, man.

There's something up.

[GUN COCKING]

You, you go check the hall.

Freeze, police.

[GUNSHOT]

Freeze.

[GUNSHOT]

[GRUNTING]

[GUNSHOT]

Stay where you are, scum bag.

Against the fucking wall!

Keep moving, four eyes.

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

[SCREAMING]

Cover the exit!

Did you guys hear about choir
practice the other night?

- No. - It was unbelievable.

There was about ten of us.

And Artie brings this broad.

Artie?

I don't know where he found
her, but, you know--

Anyway, we're all in this
circle.

And she's standing in the
middle.

And she starts to do this slow
strip, right?

And then the next thing you
know, she's--

Hi, guys.

Hey, John, how's it going?

Slow.

The storm's got everyone inside,
I guess.

Yeah, first really big one of
the season, scares people.

Scares the shit out of me, I
tell you.

Damn lightning, it's gonna light
me

up like a Christmas tree one of
these nights, I'm telling you.

Jesus, Andy, you're perfectly
safe inside the car.

Funny, funny man.

Hey, look who's back.

- Murphy. - Murphy.

Hey, Murph.

Hey, welcome back, man.

Sorry about your brother.

He was a good cop.

Thanks.

You OK now?

Yeah.

I'm fine.

Hey, uh, what are you?

The Sheik of Arabique or
something?

Huh?

Oh, this?

I figured the way it's blowing
out there,

it's gonna be pouring by the
time I get back out.

You motorcycle guys are nuts,
taking a bike out

on a night like this.

You might as well stick your
finger in a light socket

for Chrissake.

Excuse me, officers.

There's a car out there blocking
an intersection.

Guy slumped over the wheel,
looks

like he's drunk or something.

Hey, Robinson, could you get
that?

If I don't tap this kidney, I'm
gonna bust.

Sure, why not?

Thanks.

I'll take care of it.

[THUNDER CLAPPING]

Hey, buddy.

Come on, pal, wake up.

Hey, buddy.

[EXPLOSION]

[PHONE RINGING]

Whoever this is, you're a
sadistic son of a bitch.

Well, this is Samuels.

And you're right, I'm a sadistic
son of a bitch.

What do you want?

Just be in my office in the
next 45 minutes.

I got two days off, remember?

SAMUELS [ON PHONE]: They've been
canceled.

Bastard.

Wake up, honey.

Wake up.

Come on.

Hi.

Hi.

You look awful.

And I feel awful.

Go on, get up and make me some
coffee.

Why don't I stay here and make
you feel a whole lot better?

Because I have to go to work.

That's why.

- You bastard! - What?

You son of a bitch!

You said you'd take us to Las
Vegas.

What?

Can't a person get any sleep
around here?

What the hell is going on?

He lied!

That's what's going on.

He had no intentions of taking
us to Las Vegas.

That was a load of crap just to
get us to come home with you.

You lousy creep!

Don't take it so personal.

Yeah.

Come on, mom.

Let's get out of here.

It's mom?

Bye.

Wow.

You always do this.

Mother, he filmed us.

He's nice.

- We can't go to Vegas now. -
He's nice.

You expect too much. - He's
nice?

What's nice about him?

If you're gonna hang around,
fix me some coffee.

Shove your coffee!

Now, now, be nice.

Thanks, sweetheart.

Bye, honey.

[CHATTER]

It better be good.

You don't know what I gave up
for this.

You look like shit.

Funny, I feel like shit.

Is this what you brought me in
for?

Uh-huh.

Robinson, huh? Good cop.

Yeah.

Says it was an accident.

Says lightning hit a car.

You know, I gave up two weeks in
Vegas

with an incredible mother and
daughter team.

Look, spare me the details of
your sordid sex life, Kapinski.

And it wasn't an accident.

If you learn to read past the
goddamn headlines, captain,

you'll see it was an accident.

Lightning hit a car and it blew
up.

Are you through?

All right.

It's monsoon season.

During the monsoon season,
lightning every night.

SAMUELS: Mm-hm.

The other night there was
lightning, hit the god damn car

and blew the son of a bitch up.

Case solved.

I'm taking a week.

You're amazing, Kapinski, you
know that?

Because in a matter of seconds,
boy, you

sift right through the facts and
get to the truth.

It's something, isn't it?

Oh, it's something all right.

It's a crock.

Now, sit down.

The explosion was deliberate.

Robinson's death was an
accident.

Who was the intended victim?

He hasn't been identified yet.

What about the automobile
registration?

That's no good.

And the plates were switched.

Why me?

Why me?

Why not Cooper, Blakely?

Cooper and Blakely couldn't
find their butt holes

without a mirror.

Right.

Where the hell do you think
you're going?

I'm gonna solve your case,
captain.

We're not through yet.

I'm through!

You're through when I say
you're through,

and you're not through!

And you're getting a partner on
this one.

No, I'm not.

You know, you're really a smart
ass, Kapinski.

But I enjoy it, because it
keeps things interesting.

My orders are to team you up
with a female detective.

And by damn, that's exactly what
I'm gonna do.

Who says?

The chief and me.

We feel that it might help curb
your propensity

towards violence.

Horse cock.

Andrews.

You better clean up that mouth
of yours.

Yes, sir.

This is Larry Kapinski.

He's your new partner.

Kapinski, this is Jill Andrews.

Be nice.

Hot damn, piss, fuck, fart,
asshole.

How you doing?

Didn't offend you, did I?

Hey, slick, I thought you gave
that shit up?

Where are we going?

We're going to the lab.

Where'd they dig you up?

Deer Valley station.

Samuels requested me
specifically.

Do you know why he partnered
you with me?

I have an idea.

Because I'm a maniac?

Something like that.

Yeah, every place I go, I leave
corpses and smoking guns.

I heard you haven't had an
unsolved case

in over two years.

Doesn't mean shit to the chief.

He still thinks I'm a maniac.

He thinks I need you.

Hey, Fergie.

How's it hanging?

Kapinski, how's my boy?

Hung over.

I feel like three-day-old dog
shit.

Hey, I got something for that.

New formula I've been working
on.

I've been looking for a Guinea
pig.

I can't think of anybody better
than a professional boozer

like you.

You can't be serious.

Yeah, I'm serious.

Drink this.

You'll feel like a new man in an
hour, guaranteed.

[BELCHING]

Of course, there may be side
effects.

Who's this?

My new partner.

Hi. Jill Andrews.

Nice to meet you.

Yeah.

Since when do you need a
partner?

Captain stuck me with her, god
damn,

thought it'd curb my propensity
towards violence.

Propensity towards violence?

That's got more syllables than
most of your sentences.

And you're a Phi Beta Kappa,
huh?

What about that car explosion
the other night?

Yeah, it's right here.

Is that it?

I should have figured they'd
put you on this.

Pretty sure it was a Gumby,
plastic.

What did they trigger it with?

That I am sure of.

It was triggered by remote
control, no question.

These are pieces of a servo
mechanism and receiver

probably from a radio controlled
airplane, garage

door opener, something similar.

Haven't got enough pieces to
tell for sure.

Well, if you get anything
else--

Hey, let me know if the formula
works.

Yeah, I'll bring you back a
stool specimen.

What's eating you?

Nothing.

Why?

Why?

Ever since we left the lab,
you've been mute.

What do you care what's eating
me?

I'm just somebody you're stuck
with.

I work alone.

I've always worked alone.

And I like it that way.

So it's not my fault. Maybe
I've been sitting here thinking

I've been stuck with you.

Did you ever think of that?

Yeah, the thought did cross my
mind.

And?

And I dismissed it as being
absolutely ridiculous.

Listen, you sure you want to
come in?

An autopsy can get a little ripe
if you're not used to it.

You're stuck with me, remember?

Look all I want to do--

--is protect me?

Ah, shit, here it comes.

Look, Kapinski, just because
I'm a woman, doesn't mean--

Don't give me that woman lib
crap!

You wanna come in and barf your
guts out,

come in and barf your guts out.

Yeah, Kapinski, I want to come
in and barf my guts out!

[RETCHING]

Uh, who are you?

Jill Andrews.

Kapinski's partner.

Partner?

What's the matter with Larry?

I've never seen him get sick
before.

Well, I think he has a
hangover.

Is that the John Doe from the
car explosion?

Yeah, what's left of him.

Have you made any progress on
the ID?

None

Any chance for prints?

Are you kidding?

Come on over here.

There's too much charring. Look
at that.

It's burnt right through to the
bone.

I can't even tell you what color
eyes this guy had.

Look, I don't know, I might be
able to get you a blood type,

but that's about it.

Well, look, OK, I'll keep
working on this guy.

I don't know, who knows?

Maybe we'll get lucky.

Thanks.

What about the height and
weight?

About 5', 10.5".

Approximately 175 pounds.

Anything else?

Well, yes, as a matter of fact.

Yeah, and this is very odd.

There was only one portion of
his anatomy

that wasn't completely burnt
away--

his unusually large penis.

[LAUGHS]

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

[RETCHING]

Must have been that green shit.

Must have been.

What are you looking at?

Nobody.

What is it with you? What's
your problem?

Spit it out.

You.

You're nothing but a
foul-mouthed,

egotistical bastard.

Yeah, but you're stuck with me.

[LAUGHS]

Come on, Kapinski.

Let me buy you a cup of coffee.

Kapinski, let me ask you
something.

Does your macho image mean that
much to you?

I have this suit of armor.

See, I wear it against the
world.

Don't want no chinks in it, you
know.

What are you afraid of,
Kapinski?

Not a god damn thing.

Yeah, you may be able to sell
that to your usual bimbos,

but I don't believe it for a
minute.

You're afraid of your own
emotions.

If we're going to try to get
along, don't psychoanalyze me.

I hate that bullshit with a
passion.

Don't flatter yourself.

I'm not.

You're not worth the effort.

Spare me.

How'd I get sucked into this
conversation

in the first place?

DISPATCHER [ON RADIO]:
Attention,

all units in the area.

A 211 silent alarm at the bank.

Corner of 23rd Avenue and
Bethany Home road.

Units responding.

Please acknowledge.

Detective Kapinski and Andrews.

We're right across the street
from the location.

Contact all units, no sirens, no
lights, got that?

No sirens, no lights.

DISPATCHER [ON RADIO]: 10-4.

Go get 'em, Larry.

You know her?

We've done the two-backed
beast.

Unbelievable.

I wish she'd said that.

Grab that radio.

All right, now, listen, here's
what you do.

You walk straight across the
street.

You go into the bank.

Whatever they tell you to do, do
it.

They never suspect a woman as
being a cop.

Lay down on the floor, whatever
they say.

When they leave, lock the doors,
you got that?

You keep saying "they?"

How do you know there's more
than one.

I don't.

I always think the worst.

And lock the goddamn doors.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

How do you want to handle this
one?

Well, my partner is inside.

They don't know she's a cop.

She's gonna lock the doors.

When they come outside, we'll
have them trapped.

With any luck at all, it'll go
down easy,

with any luck at all.

OK.

There we are.

Lock the goddamn door.

[GUNSHOTS]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Hold on!

Wait for me!

Get in, god damn it!

[CRASHING]

Jesus Christ!

Hey, what's going on here!

Oh, no!

Whoa!

Look, Kapinski-- Let's radio for
some help, OK?

Fuck that.

We got it.

Whoa.

Now!

Shoot that son of a bitch!

[GUNSHOT]

Shoot the son of a bitch!

ANDREWS: Holy shit!

BANK ROBBERS: [SCREAMING]

Jesus Christ!

You are a maniac.

We got the dirty bastards.

[EXPLOSION]

Kapinski!

You got 'em, but you managed to
destroy

half the west side doing it.

Damn it, Kapinski, we put you
and Andrews together to try

to stop this sort of thing.

And you two are together for
less than three hours,

and we got dozens of civilian
cars

wrecked, a police car trashed, a
used car lot

destroyed, three dead suspects,
and another dead police

officer.

What are you talking about?

Joe Rollins got it.

Where?

He took one in the back during
the shoot out at the bank.

That's impossible.

SAMUELS: Obviously, it wasn't
impossible.

Every goddamn cop I had at that
fucking bank robbery

was behind a car.

There's no way he could have
taken it in the bank.

Well, he did.

He got a .223 right in the
heart.

The damn slug lodged in the car
door and forensics dug it out.

You know as well as I do that a
.223 comes

from a high-powered rifle.

They had a shotgun and a .45.

Another cop dead in less than
24 hours,

and by damn, I want some
answers.

Which one?

Rollins or Robinson?

Both.

You know, I got this gut
feeling

these two deaths are connected.

How?

Robinson's death wasn't
intentional.

Well, two cops dead in less
than 24 hours

is more than a goddamn
coincidence.

Yeah, there's no evidence that
even remotely

suggests a coincidence.

Yes, because we haven't found
the evidence yet, honey.

Kapinski, did you ever stop and
think

you might be paranoid?

Oh, this is that second year
psychology crap

out of junior college, right?

All that bullshit is coming out.
I can just feel it.

Come on, I'm only kidding.

Uh-huh.

Or can't you stand a little
ribbing?

You know something?

You got nice, uh--

Oh, shit, here it is.

Here's what?

I've been waiting all day for
this bull shit.

All day for what bullshit?

The pass.

The pass?

That wasn't a pass, honey.

That was only a compliment.

Uh-huh, only.

No, "you're pretty" is a
compliment.

"You got nice uh" is a pass.

And just forget about it
Kapinski,

because I'm not interested.

Seems to me I've heard that
song before.

OK, we're here.

You check out the witnesses.

I'll catch up to you later.

Got it.

What are you doing here?

I thought you were talking to
witnesses from the robbery.

Couldn't tell me a thing.

Oh.

Where have you been?

I stopped and had a beer.

I thought you thought my theory
was crap.

Yeah, I did think it was crap.

So what the hell are you doing
here?

Well.

Ah-ha.

Where'd you find it?

Right over there, directly
across from the bank.

- Give it to Samuels. - Oh, no.

It's your theory, Kapinski.

Beautiful, isn't it?

Yeah.

You know some of those clouds
get up to 50,000 feet?

My favorite time of year,
monsoon season.

Yeah.

Mine, too. - Really?

Yeah.

Yeah, I love it during the late
afternoon

when the sun filters through the
dust

and spreads those colors over
everything.

You have a nice ass, too.

Oh, god.

What?

- Will you drop it, Kapinski? -
What?

I am not interested.

Can't you get that through your
thick head.

- How about dinner? - No.

Wanna do dinner? No?

- No. - No?

No.

Guess I'm not interested.

Pain in the ass.

A cop killer?

A cop killer.

What kind of evidence do you
have to support

a cockamamie theory like that?

There's two dead cops.

That's enough.

But they're not related.

They're related by uniform.

Evidence, Kapinski, evidence.

That's not evidence.

That's supposition, a bad guess.

What the hell is this?

That's what you call evidence.

We found that on the roof of the
restaurant

across from the bank.

So?

So Rollins was killed with a
.223, right?

We found that on the roof.

Doesn't mean a thing.

Whoever fired that was probably
a member of the bank gang.

And of course, thanks to you,
we'll never know for sure,

will we?

If he was part of the group
that robbed the bank,

there'd be a hell of a lot more
casings

and a hell of a lot more dead
cops,

but there's one shell and one
dead cop.

Whoever pulled that trigger knew
exactly what he was aiming at.

And it was Rollins.

Who'd want to kill Rollins?

I don't know.

Who would want to kill Robinson?

Nobody.

But I tell you what, I think
your theory stinks, Kapinski.

That's what I think.

I hope to hell you're right,
captain.

You didn't say a goddamn word.

It's your theory, Kapinski.

Look, times like this, you're
supposed

to stick up for your partner.

Oh, we're partners again are
we?

What the hell is that supposed
to mean?

Make up your mind, Kapinski.

You can't have it both ways.

Either we're partners or we're
just two people

who are stuck with one another.

Either way, I don't care.

All right, all right.

We're partners. Feel any better?

Yeah.

Good, wanna have dinner?

I won't try and get in your
pants.

We'll just have a little wine.

- No, no, no, no, no. - Some
music.

I've got plans for the evening.

Plans can be changed.

No.

I'll see you tomorrow.

If you're lucky.

You know, I feel about as lucky
as my last silver

dollar in Vegas. See you
tomorrow.

[WOLF WHISTLING]

No, Kappy, I don't know
nothing.

Ask me about pimps or dope or
broads,

I'm an Encyclopedia Britannical.

But this, you probably know more
about it than I do.

Look, the word on the street is
somebody's popping cops.

Nobody knows who it is.

That's all I know.

Look, Kappy, I wouldn't shit
you.

You're my favorite turd.

Your mama should have hit you
in the head and sold the milk.

I like that. I like it.

I'm gonna use it.

I bet you will.

What's this for?

What's this for?

Get your ears clean.

When you hear something, let me
know.

And get rid of that tie.

I got this tie in Hawaii.

Well, Detective Lieutenant
Kapinski, what brings you here?

Come to see how the other half
lives.

Yeah, doesn't look too bad
either.

Is this the spot?

Every night, same place, same
time?

You get into a routine.

You know how that is.

Feel funny if you change it,
like you

could get hurt or something.

I know how that is.

But is it usually you three and
that's it?

Yeah, just the three of us.

Till about five minutes before
we leave,

Robinson would come in.

And Murphy, Castelli, some of
the other motor guys.

Hey, Kapinski, I heard they
teamed you with a lousy broad.

Is Captain Samuels lining your
ass up for you now?

Ah, yeah, not bad, either.

Better than your action, from
what I hear,

that little twisted choir
practice.

I heard she had you on your
knees sweating

like a whore in church.

Who told you that?

She told me.

[LAUGHING]

Hey, Kapinski.

Yeah.

I heard about your little
Sunday drive today.

Did you really destroy a used
car lot?

Anything for you, Castelli.

Where in the hell were you the
other night?

I got here just after it
happened.

But Murphy was here with these
guys.

Well, you saw it, didn't you,
Murph?

I was in the john, but I heard
it.

Larry, let me out, will you? I
gotta get back to work.

See you guys later.

Hey, Thomas, let me talk to you
outside.

OK.

Sorry about your brother.

Thanks.

Johnny, was there anything
unusual the night

before the accident?

Unusual strange or unusual
different?

Either way.

I don't know.

Everything was pretty much as
usual, I guess.

John came in.

Murphy came in.

So anyways, then a citizen came
up and tells about this car

in the intersection.

Robinson volunteered to go and
check it out.

Next thing you know, all hell
broke loose.

What about the guy that
reported the car?

Was he legit?

Oh, yeah, sure.

I mean, still in the restaurant
when it happened.

He didn't try to run or
anything.

We got his name and address, put
it in the report.

Nah, he was real cooperative.

All right.

Thanks, John.

It wasn't an accident, was it?

Well, it wasn't lightning, if
that's what you mean.

I hear you.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

Shit, I don't really want to do
this.

Hi.

What kept you, officer?

Step out of the car, please

Hell no.

That's lightning out there.

Sorry.

Scares the shit out of me.

Please get out of the car.

Believe me, I don't like this
anymore than you do.

[EXPLOSION]

[ENGINE REVVING]

Oh my god!

Oh, Jesus Christ, Kapinski,
it's 6:00 AM.

You woke up the whole goddamn
neighborhood.

Hurry up and get dressed.

Our caseload just grew by one.

OK.

Have some coffee or something.

It's gonna take me 20 minutes.

All right.

What do you mean our caseload
grew by one?

Ernie Wexler got a killed last
night.

I don't know--

A cop.

Oh, shit.

Oh, not another one.

I hope you don't mind instant.

Jill said black.

This is my roommate, Terry.

- Hi. - Terry, this is--

Larry Kapinski.

The new partner I told you
about.

You don't seem like such a
maniac.

Terry!

Well, he doesn't.

Yeah, well, you haven't seen
him drive.

She never told me she had a
roommate.

I work for one of the airlines.

I'm only here half the time.

Oh.

Didn't you have something to do?

Shower or something?

Yeah, give me about 20 minutes,
OK?

Yeah.

Take 25.

How long you plan to be in
Phoenix?

I have a week off.

Well, if you get some time, I'd
like

to paint the town some night.

Was he uniformed?

Who?

Wexler.

Oh, yeah, why?

Well, that sure fits your
theory, doesn't it?

How was he killed?

Hit and run late last night.

Hurry up.

I gotta use your bathroom.

It's my third cup of coffee, if
you get the drift.

Yeah, down the hall, past the
bedroom

Yeah, down the hall, past the
bedroom

It's hard to tell these days.

She's a dyke.

You know, dyke?

So?

So I come in here and tell you
that the partner you give me

is packing a dildo and you say
so?

What's your problem, Kapinski?

Come on, get out of here and get
back to work.

I'm busy.

All right, so I knew it.

Why?

Think about it, Kapinski.

Think about what?

I'm damn tired of putting up
with your crap.

And I'll be damned if I'll be
lining up

your young ladies for you, too.

You think when I'm out on the
job,

I'm playing hide the weenie?

Hell yes!

Now listen to me, both of you,
three police officers

dead in less than two days.

And so far, you haven't come up
with one solid clue

as to what's going on.

Now, Kapinski, I know that
Andrews

is a fine-looking woman, but she
doesn't like you.

And that's just too bad.

And I also realize, Andrews,
that Kapinski

is a foul-mouthed, arrogant,
chauvinistic son of a bitch.

And if he offends your
sensibilities,

that's also too bad.

We have a psycho cop killer out
there.

And you gotta stop him before he
does it again.

Now, do I make myself clear?

Shut up, Kapinski.

Officially, there is nothing
linking the three murders,

but unofficially, Kapinski, I
think you're right.

But my problem is is that half
of the police officers

out there are scared to death
and the other half

so damn nervous that sooner or
later, one of them

is going to do something stupid.

And that's bad.

Now, last night, we got lucky.

We have a witness.

And we kept him here all night
trying to sober the sucker up.

And hopefully he wasn't so damn
drunk that he

won't remember something.

You two think you can stop your
bickering

long enough to question him?

We might have to work with you,

but I don't have to like it.

Lighten up, Kapinski

I'll lighten up when you
straighten up.

It really bugs you, doesn't it?

In a word, yeah.

OK, fine, but now's not the
time.

It ain't natural.

It isn't any less natural than
straight sex.

You mean to tell me that two
guys making it together

is natural? - Yeah, I do.

You're sick.

Uh, excuse me, am I in the
right room?

Are you Gordon?

Yes.

Then you're in the right room,
Gordon.

I want your opinion on
something, Gordon.

What do you think about dykes?

Oh, for Chrissake, Kapinski.

I'm asking the man his opinion.

I want his opinion.

Well, Gordon, what do you think
about dykes?

Well, I don't know.

I never really thought about it,
mind.

Don't give me that horseshit,
Gordon.

OK, come on, that's enough.

No, no, I want to know.

Gordon, Gordon, over here.

You know when you go to those
skin flicks

and the dykes come out, the
lessies come out,

and they get the scene going.

What does it do for you?

What does it bring out?

God damn it, Kapinski!

It does sound kind of gross
when you say it out loud,

doesn't it?

POLICE OFFICER [ON INTERCOM]:
Detective Kapinski,

there's a guy on the phone named
Toad said he won't

talk to no one else but you.

Yeah, yeah, be right there.

You question the eunuch, Mr.
Neuter here.

I'm gonna take the call.

OK, Gordon.

Kappy, where the hell you been?

I've been hanging here for five
minutes.

You know it's 110 in here?

Good, maybe you'll sweat some
of that fat off your ass.

I just want a little
consideration, that's all.

KAPINSKI [ON PHONE]: You got
your consideration

last night, numb nuts.

You said that was to get my
ears cleaned.

Listen, you have something to
tell me or not, Toad?

I think I got a line on a
possible ID on that John Doe

that did a patty melt in that
car the other night.

I'm listening.

Who was he?

Not yet.

I got one more thing to check
out.

Meet me at the Serendipity Bar
at 1:30.

You cretin.

So what kind of car was the
suspect driving?

It was a motorcycle, and he
didn't know.

Motorcycle?

What did he look like?

He didn't know.

What the hell did he know?

Nothing.

Oh, hell of a witness.

Look, the man was drunk, that
plus when the lightning struck,

he dove for cover in his car.

He didn't see anything.

We're getting no where fast.

What about the guy who just
called?

Toad?

Yeah.

Won't he know something?

I don't know, maybe.

Well, aren't we at least going
to go talk to him?

I don't know why I didn't think
of that, Jesus Christ.

Well, hello there.

I'm Toad.

Jill Andrews.

Very nice to meet you, Miss
Andrews.

Won't you sit down?

Thanks.

Try not to make an ass out of
yourself, Toad.

What do you mean?

I was just being polite.

Polite?

You have the charm of a
love-starved cobra.

Bring me a glass, hon, I'll have
some of this beer.

I'll have a 7UP with a twist of
lime, please.

You'd puke a dead rat off a gut
wagon.

Leave me alone, will you, and
let me eat my lunch in peace.

You don't eat, you inhale.

Listen, I expect you to buy my
lunch,

not tell me how to eat it.

Look, can we just get on with
this

so we can get out of here, OK?

I think I got a line on your
barbecued John Doe.

There's this chick, Lisa
something,

she's a dancer at the Best of
the West club.

She's got this boyfriend, he's
an actor.

Anyway, he wants to be, but he's
so ugly, he can't even make

it in the pornos, you know?

Too bad, too, 'cause from what I
hear,

he really has the
qualifications.

What do you mean by that?

Shit, Kappy knows that I mean.

The son of a bitch is hung like
a horse.

Dig this, he calls himself
Footlong.

What's this got to do with what
we're talking about?

Don't be so impatient.

You ought to learn to slow down,
relax.

Come on, enjoy your lunch.

Here.

Have a ring.

- I'm not eating lunch. - How
about you?

Come on, have one, they're good.

No, thanks.

I'm allergic.

So anyway, the other day some
weirdo

walks in looking for Footlong.

Says he needs an actor to play a
joke on a friend.

The guy gives him 50 bucks and a
car to use,

and Footlong hasn't been seen
since.

This is it?

I mean, do you think this is our
John Doe, this Footlong?

Yeah, why not.

That's so god damn thin, you
can buy me lunch.

Give him the check.

Come on, Kappy, I did the best
I could.

I told you the street's quiet on
this one.

Change that green suit.

You're starting to ferment.

Kappy.

He gave us nothing.

What do you mean?

That was a solid lead.

You mean that crap about
Footlong?

The man had a large penis.

Take it from me, it's very rare.

Oh, yeah, how would you know
about that?

I read about it.

You trying to tell me you
weren't always a dyke?

Yes, no.

When I first became aware of the
possibility I might be gay,

I couldn't deal with it.

I thought there had to be some
other reason why

I didn't enjoy sex with men.

Anyway, I read everything I
could

get my hands on that had to do
with sex and men and, you know.

No, I don't know.

Come on, Kapinski, what did you
think?

I woke up one morning and said,
from now on,

I'm going to be gay?

Well, I don't know.

Oh, man.

No, you stay here.

Why?

Why?

Girls show their nipples in
there.

I don't want you to get all
excited.

Oh, that's ridiculous.

What's ridiculous about that?

What about you?

What?

What about you?

What's to keep you from getting
all excited in there?

It's natural for me, honey.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

What'll you have?

Oh, nothing, thanks.

We're looking for a dancer named
Lisa.

You bring me the first beer you
bump into.

I'll have a 7UP with a twist.

Lisa.

You're hurting my arm.

I'm hip.

Which one's Lisa?

She's on stage.

KAPINSKI: Tell her to come over
to the table.

You just can't help pushing
your weight around, can you,

Kapinski?

What do you want me to do?

Kiss her?

You wanted to see me?

You're Lisa?

Lisa Hunter.

You're cops, aren't you?

Have I done something wrong? -
No.

Sit down, please.

I'm Detective Andrews.

This is Detective Kapinski.

We just want to talk to you
about your boyfriend.

Johnny?

Have you seen Johnny?

Is he missing?

I haven't seen him for two
days.

What does he do for a living, I
mean?

He's an actor, we both are.

That's how we met.

If you're an actress, what are
you doing working here?

A person's gotta eat.

Besides, acting jobs are kind of
hard to come by.

Me and Johnny were like, you
know,

waiting for our big break.

I had a couple offers, but those
films were pornos.

And I told them I wouldn't do it
without Johnny.

That's his big dream, you know.

His dream is to be a porno
star?

How big was his dick?

Huh?

His shlong, his dong, you know,
his peepee.

Kapinski.

The rate you're going, we'll be
here all day.

Well, he is pretty large.

We measured him one time.

He wants to be billed as
Footlong.

Get it?

Yeah, thanks.

Besides, why do you want to
know that?

What does that matter to you?

We need to know for
identification purposes.

Identification?

Something's happened to Johnny.

He's dead, isn't he?

Somebody's dead.

But we don't know for sure if
it's him.

Lisa, if you could-- - It's him,
isn't it?

Lisa.

[SOBBING]

Lisa, please.

Just a few more questions, OK?

When did you last see Johnny?

Um, Tuesday night just before
he left for his job.

[SOBBING]

He had a job?

Tuesday afternoon, some guy
came in looking for Johnny.

And he said he had this friend
and he wanted to play a joke

on him and he needed an actor.

Johnny was supposed to drive
through this intersection

and pretend to be drunk and fall
asleep at the red light.

But he didn't have a car.

The guy paid him 50 bucks and
told

him he'd see him at 9 o'clock.

He left here about 8:00.

And that was the last time I saw
him.

Well, why didn't you call the
cops

when Johnny didn't come back?

I don't know.

I guess I kept thinking he's
turn up.

Who gave him the 50 bucks?

I don't know.

I never saw the man before.

Did Johnny know him?

I don't know.

No, I don't know.

I don't know.

Thanks.

You've been a big help.

Yeah, sure.

Well, look at it this way, with
old long dong gone,

you can do all the skin flicks
you want.

Won't have to feel guilty.

- I don't believe you said that.
- What?

God, you're insensitive.

Oh, she's a throw-away.

She's a human being, for
Chrissake.

I figured you'd say that.

What do you mean by that?

I saw you snuggling up to her
over there.

I guess you figure old long dong
is gone,

you'll swing her your way.

You're sick, Kapinski.

Yeah, I'm sick, shit.

What's the matter with you?

Got all hot and bothered.

You're embarrassed because you
got hot and bothered.

I got hot? What about you?

I saw you.

I saw you sitting in there,
squirming

around trying to get comfortable
with that bulge in your pants.

You got hot, not me.

Oh, you're sitting there, your
face all flush,

your eyes all glazed over.

You are gross, Kapinski.

Yeah, gross.

How'd I get stuck with this
creep.

WORKER [ON LOUDSPEAKER]: Pick up
orders number 219 and 224.

Thanks, hon.

Well, as soon as we go back to
the station,

I'm gonna check out old long
dong.

It's my guess he's got a record
on him.

Well, it's the old, classic
silent treatment.

I love it.

I love it.

Put a lid on it, will you?

I've about had it with you.

Hm, you've about had it?

Yeah, I've about had it.

I've had it up to here with your
chauvinistic, macho bullshit.

It's enough to make me want to
throw up.

Why did you have to be gay?

I don't ever remember being
given a choice.

[HORN HONKING]

[SOBBING]

[SCREAMING]

[MOANING]

[SCREAMING]

[COUGHING]

[SCREAMING]

You guessed right.

John Cassidy has a record.

Well, let's take a peak.

Looks like old Footlong was
quite a guy.

You should get some glasses.

I do all right.

He was arrested last year for
lewd and lascivious,

then again about six months ago
for DWI.

What did he do?

He drove a car while he was
drunk.

What the hell do you think he
did?

No, the lewd and lascivious.

Sure, he got caught flogging
his dong in an adult bookstore.

I guess when you're as large as
he was, it's hard to hide.

Well, you like to share it with
the world, you know?

The arresting officer for the
DWI was Paul Murphy.

So?

So you never know, he might be
able to tell us something.

It's worth a shot.

Ready when you are, Rocky.

I thought you'd never ask.

[CHATTER]

Hey, guys, look at this.

It's Larry Kapinski and his new
boyfriend.

What's the matter, Larry?

Run out of straight chicks?

You didn't think anyone else
knew about it,

did you, Kapinski?

If I want any shit out of you,
I'll squeeze your head.

Why don't you take your dyke
girlfriend

and go crawl back under your
rock.

Come on, Larry, let's go.

Hey, forget about it.

What's the matter?

You not man enough for her?

You got a wild hair up your
ass?

Larry, let's go.

Ooh!

You bastard!

Come on, come on, come on!

Stanko, do these look like the
hands of a fighter?

[GRUNTING]

Hey, break it up!

Come on, you guys.

What the hell is going on in
here?

What is this?

Kapinski, I want to see you.

And Stanko, I'll see you later.

Now!

What the hell got into you,
Kapinski, anyway?

That wasn't a damn street bum.

That was a cop. - He wasn't a
cop.

He was an asshole. - Stanko
started it.

Oh, so Larry had to finish it
then, right?

OK, Kapinski, everybody is on
edge around here.

Just cool it.

Captain, I think you should
know, Kapinski didn't--

Look, I've heard enough for
today, all right?

Kapinski, why don't you get out
of here?

KAPINSKI: Just watch me.

Find yourself a woman, OK?

Get drunk or something.

Got a new phone number?

Ha, ha!

Hold on a minute, Andrews.

Now, this incident between
Stanko and Kapinski,

we put you two together to keep
this sort of thing

from happening.

Captain, I don't think you
understand

what happened out there.

I don't care what happened out
there.

You know, he can be a rotten
human being,

but he's a damn good cop, the
best I got.

Now, if he gets mixed up in this
sort of thing,

the chief's gonna have him out
at the airport directing

traffic for the next 20 years.

And he couldn't take that.

He'd quit.

And I couldn't take that.

I like the guy.

He'd back a friend all the way,
with his life if he had to.

You know, there's something to
be said for that.

I guess there is.

OK, captain, I'll do my best.

Thank you.

Hey, and maybe I can put you two
together permanently.

Don't push it, captain.

Go on, get out of here.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[GUNSHOT]

Kapinski!

Come on, Larry, open up.

I know you're in there.

What are you doing here so
early?

Early?

It's after 9 o'clock.

You look like you just went to
bed.

No, I went to bed about 10
o'clock.

Went to sleep about an hour ago.

You remember what Samuels said?

He said go out to get laid and
get a broad.

Did I say anything?

No.

What you do on your time is
your own business.

Personally, I've been working
for the last six hours.

You been with that Hunter girl?

Trying to wean away from old
long John?

Lisa's dead.

They found her body in the
dumpster behind the strip

joint last night.

Another cop was killed.

Who?

Harold Jackson.

You knew him?

Only from the force.

He was with me six weeks ago on
that drug bust, saved my ass.

I was about to take a shower.

Be about 10 minutes.

KAPINSKI [ON TAPE]: [MOANING]
Yeah.

Yeah.

[LAUGHING]

KAPINSKI [ON TAPE]: Ah, ma, ma,
ma.

Terry, Terry, you're beautiful,
beautiful.

God damn you!

What's the matter?

- God damn you! - What the fuck
is your problem?

You son of a bitch!

What is it?

Why? Why?

What?

You hate me that much?

Terry!

Ah!

Do it, Kapinski.

That's what you want, isn't it?

That's what you want.

God damn you, son of a bitch, do
it!

[PHONE RINGING]

Homicide, Andrews.

TOAD [ON PHONE]: This is Toad.

Let me talk to Kappy.

He's not here.

TOAD [ON PHONE]: Where is he? -
I don't know.

What am I?

His baby sitter?

Try the local bar.

You know where he hangs out.

TOAD [ON PHONE]: I'll try
calling him there.

But if you hear from him first,
tell him

he's got to meet me at the old
factory building on Roosevelt

at 3 o'clock.

Yeah, but what--

[PHONE SLAMMING]

Gimme another one.

Larry, don't you think you've
had enough?

You should know better.

I'll let you know when I've had
enough.

Oh, yeah.

OK.

What is it?

Another broad?

No.

No, I never got to first base.

You were due for some time off,
weren't you?

See your kid in Colorado.

It's been three years?

Yeah, about three.

I don't think he'd know me.

He'll get to know you.

Yeah?

If he got to know me, he may not
like it.

People change, you know?

Yeah, I know.

When you lose it.

What's that?

When you lose it, I guess.

I don't know.

I know what the fuck happens.

I don't know.

You work in the gutter, man.

Yeah, but do I have to live in
the gutter?

That's why the kid is with her
in Colorado.

[PHONE RINGING]

Mike's.

It's for you.

Toad.

What's on your mind?

It's big, Kappy.

I got a line on your cop killer.

Well, spit it out.

Meet me at the old factory
building on Roosevelt. I got

something I got to show you.

I'll see you there at 3 o'clock.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

- What is it? - It's Kapinski.

He's walking into a trap.

I'll fill you in over the radio.

Get ready for backup.

Meet me at the old apartment
house at Roosevelt street.

SAMUELS [ON RADIO]: What the
hell is going on?

Paul Murphy is the killer.

A cop?

Where'd you get an idea like
that?

ANDREWS [ON RADIO]: Every cop on
that drug bust with Kapinski

is now dead.

Paul Murphy's brother was killed
and Murphy pulled two cars

out of the police impound.

I found them listed on the
inventory sheet.

John Cassidy, the John Doe that
was burned in the car,

was arrested by Murphy six
months ago.

Supposition.

It's based on circumstantial
evidence.

You got nothing solid.

Look, Kapinski is on his way to
meet Toad at the apartment

building right now.

If I'm right, Kapinski is next
in line.

And that apartment building is
exactly where

Murphy would take him out.

ANDREWS [ON RADIO]: Listen to
me,

captain, Paul Murphy is trying
to get

even for his brother's death.

And Kapinski is the only one
left.

He's got to be next.

Now, do you want to take the
chance that I'm wrong?

No.

Toad?

Toad?

Kapinski!

You made it.

Your gun.

Slow, real slow.

Over there.

Hi, Murphy.

Get up.

Come here.

The others are dead, and now
it's your turn.

Jackson, Rollins, Wexler, and
Robinson, you're all guilty!

But you, you, you're
responsible!

Your brother disobeyed orders.

You didn't back him up.

There was five of you.

And not one of you came up here
with him.

He died up here alone, all alone
in this building

while five of his brother
officers

stood around outside doing
nothing to help him!

And now you're gonna die just
like he did.

It's your dance.

[GUNSHOT]

Get up!

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

Kapinski!

[GUNSHOT]

[GRUNTING]

Drop it!

I said drop it!

It's all over.

[GUNSHOT]

[GRUNTING]

It's a chink in the armor, kid.

Back up, I wanna--

I wanna see the clouds.

Don't worry.

He'll make it.

[MUSIC - GARY STOCKDALE, "CAUGHT
IN THE HEAT"]

[MUSIC - GARY STOCKDALE, "CAUGHT
IN THE HEAT"]

[SINGING] Out in the light.

There are shadows running from
sight.

Waiting till night to take you
down.

Everywhere you look, someone's
playing with fire,

burning up their lives.

And I'm caught in the heat
fighting for something

that I can believe.

I won't be just a part of the
street.

I know inside I will always be
free.

Still, I can feel it burn.

Caught in the heat.

Caught in the heat.

How many days can I take the
heat of the place?

I keep searching for ways of
holding on.

Every chance you take, there is
no right or wrong,

getting what you give.

But I'm caught in the heat.

Fighting for something that I
can believe.

I won't be just a part of the
street.

'Cause I know inside, I will
always be free.

Still I can feel it burn.

Feel it burn!

I'm caught in the heat.

Fighting for something that I
can believe.

I won't be just a part of the
street.

I know inside I will always be
free.

Still, I can feel it burn.

Caught in the heat.

Oh!

I'm, I'm caught in the heat.