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[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

Sight picture.

Trigger squeeze.

Fine.

Take a breath.

Romano's shooting the eyes
out of the target today.

Yeah, well, it all
evens out, Stacy.

Last week, he couldn't hit
a brick wall

[INDISTINCT DIALOGUE]

if it fell on him.

All right.

Some of you Phase Four
field-certified recruits

are actually
getting to the place

you know what your weapons
are all about.

Accuracy is beginning to
creep into your shooting.

Accuracy...

is in the eye
and in the steady hand.

And the third

and most important element
is here.

Judgment.

Knowing when to shoot
and when not to shoot.

Read over the law

and your
shooting-policy manual.

Next week
is shooting simulator.

I'll be testing accuracy
and judgment.

And I expect first-rate scores
from each and every one of you.

All right.
Throw your empties in the can,

load your weapons
with factory ammo,

find your field officer
and hit the streets.

Good shooting,
Romano.

Thanks, Dempsey.
Just tryin' to keep up with you.

Not too bad, Romano.

Well, paper targets
are easy.

Army taught me accuracy,
you taught me judgment.

I hope I can put
the two together

when I face the real thing.

Some cops make it
to retirement

without capping a round
outside this range.

Well, that's for me.

I'm ready, man.
Let's do it.

Don't get antsy. We wait till
all the customers leave.

Great.

I've gotten
some terrific buys

on records and tapes
at swap meets.

Stuff just off the charts.
The sound I dig, you know?

A swap meet, huh?
Mm. Maybe I'll give that a go.

Bet I could even pick up
some decent music, too.

Sure. There's always
a greybeard or two

who cleans out their attic.

Watch the greybeard jazz,
will you, junior?

And that music wasn't junk.

I mean,
Dorsey, Goodman, Beneke.

You just don't know
good music.

Watch it, Hooker.

[TIRES SCREECH]

Sorry, Hooker.

Thinkin' about things,
you know?

Annie, will you be careful?
Pretty as you are,

you don't want to end up
as a hood ornament.

Ha ha ha ha.

You know me.

I'm a lover.

I just had a lover's quarrel
with the world. That's all.

They're after me again,
you know?

They are?
Who might they be?

Bunch of 'em, that's all.

After what I got in my cart,
they are.

Well, we'll keep an eye out
for them.

Anybody gives you a problem,

you holler loud and clear
for us, you understand?

[JINGLES]

You be careful now.

Bye, Annie.

How does that happen?
What does it?

Alcohol? Drugs? Loneliness?

Annie Grand is her name.

She turned up
when I was a rookie.

Her husband died,

She moved out into
the streets.

Family, friends. Everybody
tried to get her back.

She wouldn't go.
Finally, they stopped trying.

Forget how she looks
and how she talks.

Underneath all that grime,
she's as sharp as a tack.

Yeah, but...
for an old lady like that,

I mean, life on the streets

has got to be
a game of day-to-day survival.

I mean, where does she
sleep at night?

Anywhere
she can park her cart.

The park, bus-stop benches,

the corner of an alley
on a cold and windy night.

As bad as it seems,
you talk to Annie,

she says she's got
one priceless commodity

that makes it all worthwhile--
her freedom.

Yeah? You believe that?

Not for a moment, junior.
Not for a moment.

Come on, man.
You got more than this?

I sell nickel and dime.
That's all there is, I swear it.

Suppose you
empty your pockets, huh?

The back ones, too, Pops.

Come on! Give me.

Nickel and dimes, huh?

FEMALE DISPATCHER:
All units in the vicinity,

a 211 silent
at 2301 South Courson.

Four-Adam-30,
handle code three.

Put a roger on that.

[SIREN WAILING]

[TIRES SCREECH]

OFFICER: Hold it!

You take him, Martinez.
I'll take this one!

Hey!

[TIRES SCREECH]

We better back up Martinez
and Romano. You okay?

I will be
when I nail that punk.

[TRIGGER CLICKS]

Oh, God.

[♪♪♪]

Hold it right there!

Freeze!

Don't move!

Dump him, Romano!

[CLICK]

[CLICK]

The other one get away?

Yeah, he got away.

Get him out of here.

What's the matter
with you?

What do you mean,
what's the matter with me?

You unnecessarily exposed
yourself to a street punk

not 60 seconds
after he shot Martinez.

There's a cop laying dead
over there!

You could be with him.

I thought I trained you
better than that.

Hooker, I--

I don't want to hear
your explanations.

Save it
for the shooting team.

You'll be riding in with them,
answering their questions.

ALL: Three...

four...

five, six, seven...

eight, nine...

Hey, it could've been you
killed out there

just as easy
as Martinez, Romano.

Yeah, well, some of
the veterans around here

are acting like
they wish it had been me.

I heard a lot of 'em
say you screwed up.

Screwed up? How?

You could've wasted that
dirtbag, and you didn't.

He's a juvenile, Benteen.

He is a cop killer!

I didn't have to shoot.

He's got 18 priors.

Not a day spent in
Juvenile Hall.

A hophead supporting his habit
by preying on old people.

Now he's a cop killer!

I just talked to
the shooting team.

Martinez's piece was empty

when the creep
tried to kill Romano,

and Romano knew it.

Empty?

I counted.
He'd fired six times.

Not a living soul
to ask if you had counted.

With nobody to ever know
the difference,

you could have blown
that cop-killin' punk away.

Hey, okay.
Look, lily blossom,

you're never gonna make it
through probation,

and you better hope you never
find yourself in a spot

where you're gonna
need the help of a real cop.

Hey! That's the wrong kind of
talk around here, Benteen.

I suggest you shut
your loud mouth and cool off

'cause if I hear it again,
I'll put you through the wall.

I owe you, Hooker.

Not him.

You owe me nothing.

I did my job out there.
Romano did his.

Right now, you're on the edge
of not doing yours.

Don't you ever threaten
not to back a brother officer.

[♪♪♪]

Anybody else
got anything to say?

[LOCKERS SLAM SHUT]

You didn't tell me
you knew the gun was empty.

Does it make a difference to you
that it was?

You did what the book says.

Look, thanks for what you said
to Benteen,

but I asked you a question.

I've got to know.

Is there a difference between
what we're taught

and what goes down
on the street?

Under the same circumstances,

the same dope-headed,
cop-killing,

dirtbag punk
with an empty gun.

Would you have wasted him?

[♪♪♪]

Come in.

Romano.
Captain.

I've just gone over the incident
with the shooting team.

That's first-rate work
on your part.

[SIGHS] I'm glad
somebody thinks so, sir.

I do. It's a fine example
for the other recruits.

Thank you, sir.

Captain Sheridan,
what's the procedure

for transferring to
a new training officer?

You mean, uh,
transfer away from Hooker?

Yes, sir.

That's exactly what I mean.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[GRUNTING]

[PANTING]

Junior.

I saw you talking to
Mrs. Martinez

at the funeral today.

I just wanted to say
that I was sorry.

She looked at me
and said that I had the chance

to avenge her
husband's death...

and didn't.

Well...

you're not an avenger,
you're a cop.

Like her husband was.

And Martinez...

he was the best.

He had your kind of idealism.
Don't you ever lose it.

When I saw
that woman's eyes...

and the eyes
of her two children...

I had a hard time remembering
I was right.

Well, you were,
and that's what count.

Benteen and a lot of others
don't think so.

Benteen will come around.

Or bring others around
to his way of thinking.

You know who
his new partner is?

A Phase Four recruit
like me. Dempsey.

Sheridan told me you asked for
a new training officer.

Yeah, well, uh...

might be frying pan to the fire,

but, uh,
all things considered, Hooker,

I think it might be better
for both of us.

You got a long way to go
before your probation's over.

And a lot to learn
after that.

Oh, I'm learning new things
every day,

like how people act
and accuse

and come down on other people.

Look, Hooker, I've had it
with the whole thing.

Why don't we
just forget it, huh?

Because you asked me
a question yesterday

and charged out with
your own conclusions

before I could bring up
an answer.

Second thoughts, huh?

Hey, Romano, I've had
15 years of experience

to sort out yesterday.

The punk killed a cop.

Another one of us.

And I don't have any answers

And I haven't got the power
to stop it.

And I can't change the system.

All I can do is what
one cop on the beat can do.

So, yes...

I saw a friend of mine
lying dead on the street,

and... for a moment,
it crossed my mind.

Down deep, I wanted that punk
blown away.

And that's the thought
that bothered me.

Because what you
did was right...

for you, for me,
for every cop

that straps into harness
and pin on a badge.

Because the bottom line

is the law.

Without it,
the jungle out there

is ten times worse
than it is,

and if the people

hired to enforce the law
break it...

then... there'll never be hope
for any of us.

You asked
where I was coming from

and what I would've done
out there.

That's it.

How can I go wrong
learning from a cop like you?

That's what I was thinking

when I decided on
your transfer, partner.

I'm not approving it.

[♪♪♪]

[CHUCKLES]

[♪♪♪]

Mr. Bernstein!

We got a surprise
for you.

Whoo!

You got a big mouth,
Mr. Bernstein!

You better keep
your big mouth shut!

You open your yap
to the police, Pop,

and we'll be back!
That's a promise.

Let's get outta here.

Whoo!

[♪♪♪]

Oh.

Hooker. Romano.

Morning, Annie.

Oh. Isn't it a shame

that they did this
to that poor man?

More than a shame, Annie.

You know, his neighbor said

that he played one time
with Glenn Miller.

Now, he must be a special man
to have been able to do that.

Tell that
to my partner here.

He doesn't know
what good music is.

Well, you better
stick close to him

because he knows his music.

Stick good and close to him.

And he knows a whole lot more
about life besides.

You hear?

I appreciate the advice.

HOOKER:
We'll see, Annie.

Gonna wrap you all up.

Mr. Bernstein,
this is terrible.

We're really sorry
that this happened.

There's not much to do about it,
though, is there?

Don't, Mr. Bernstein.

Don't be intimidated.

We know that Terry Minetti's
behind this,

and his trial's this afternoon.

We'll make a report on this.

You can ride with us
to the courtroom and testify

so he can be punished.

Punished?

Hooker, I see the ones
from this very neighborhood.

They do terrible, awful things,

and they're
back on the street in days.

Not always, Mr. Bernstein.

And this time,
with your testimony,

maybe we can take one
off the streets.

I'm alone, Hooker.

Alone for the past
six and a half years,

and I only got
a little left in my life.

Somebody else has to fight.
I'm tired, very tired.

Mr. Bernstein, you identified
Terry Minetti in a line-up.

They need you at that trial.

So I made a mistake.

If the judge
wants to lock me up

for not obeying
his subpoena...

you tell him
where I live, Hooker.

You tell him to come see
what they did to my place

before... he locks me up.

[♪♪♪]

Excuse me, please.

I have work to do.

It's called the war on crime.

But lonely old men
shouldn't be the losers.

Now just tell me what happened
in your own words.

Okay, ma'am. Um...

well, first, I heard the noise
in the liquor store.

And these guys came running out,
and then the police came.

JUDGE: Is that when you ran

from the front of
this liquor store?

Uh, yes. Yes, ma'am.

Um, I was really scared,
you know,

'cause I knew the police had it
in for me, and-and, um...

well, then there's
this big policeman.

That big policeman--
he grabbed me in the alley,

and-and
I thought he was crazy.

JUDGE:
Why do you say that?

Well, he pulled out
his billy club,

and-and he started hitting me
and screaming,

and-and I get really scared.
I didn't know what to do.

I mean, he was hitting me
and-and-and...

well, so I grabbed at him,
you know,

and-and everything
got all confused.

I mean, I didn't know
I had his gun,

and it just went off.

I mean, he was just
grabbing for the gun,

and it went off.

Murder one was reduced to
negligent manslaughter.

What about the four shots
he actually did fire at me?

They went the way of the two
that killed Martinez--

he didn't really
fire them at you.

He was afraid
'cause a cop had been shot,

They tried to scare you.

Believe it. The court did.

So what did he get
behind all of this defenses?

Juvenile probation
for a year.

It was the best the judge
could come up with.

[SCOFFS]

I don't understand.

Something's wrong, Hooker.

I did my job.

He killed a man.
I brought him to trial.

He's guilty,

and he's strutting out of here
like a peacock,

putting dirt on everything
that's good and decent.

Where's the incentive
to do it right the next time

if this lousy system
doesn't work?

Well, the incentive is knowing
how much worse it would be

if we didn't do it right.

Hey, you don't like
what happened in there,

I don't like it,
the people don't like it.

It's up to the people
to change it.

[♪♪♪]

Just aren't enough cops
to watch them all,

especially Minetti.

Right. So we gotta be
resourceful.

Use what there is
to be used.

You got the word out on him?

The word's
been out on him.

I love it.
Music to my ears.

Music.

What's music
to your ears?

How about Pat Benatar?
We could agree there.

Who's he?

He is a she.

A singer.

Of your kind of music.

Cute?

Yeah. We could agree on
cute girls, couldn't we?

Women. For example,
Peggy Lee.

[♪♪♪]

Peggy who?

600 and change a piece
from the fence.

Whoa.

Not too bad for
a couple minutes' work, huh?

Sure beats
what my old man gets

humpin' mail
six days a week.

Check that license
on the hot sheet.

Oh, man. It's Hooker.

Oh, why'd I have to
drive by him now?

Just relax. We haven't got
any stolen goods on us.

They can't do nothing.

I stole this car
this morning.

What? Hit it!

[♪♪♪]

[SIREN WAILING]

[TIRES SQUEAL]

Come on,
give me your hand!

Let's get out of here
before she blows.

HOOKER:
Come on, move, move, move!

Ain't that a shame?

Never would've happened
you weren't harassing us.

Hands behind your back.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

And Deke.
what'll happen to him?

His poor family.

His family
is financially responsible

for the property loss.

The family
doesn't have any money,

so the victim
will suffer the loss.

Unfortunately.

But... the car was stolen.
Won't he--

Mom, look, nothing's
gonna happen to Deke, all right?

It's his first offense,
and it was joyriding.

The probation officer'll
let him off.

That's the way
it always works.

And what can they do to me?

Why don't you ask
the sergeant?

Your son was a passenger.

We don't have any evidence
to hold him.

We're releasing him
in your custody, Mrs. Minetti.

He'll be your responsibility.

Happy now?
Let's go.

[♪♪♪]

That's Terrance Minetti,
the one who...

Yeah, that's him.

I don't understand
what's happening around here.

Everyone says Officer Benteen
would've shot him.

Him and a lot of others,
I guess.

Vince...

are we gonna change?

I mean after being in the field
a few years?

I don't know.
I hope not.

Field-certified or not,

I wonder if
I'll ever be ready

for a shoot-don't shoot
situation.

In 'Nam,
I did a lot of shooting.

But always at
invisible enemies.

Never eye to eye.

Man-to-man.

I know one thing,
Stacy.

Ready for it or not,
I don't want another one.

[WOMAN SCREAMS]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

MAN: Freeze! Police!
Hold it right there!

Turn around!

HOOKER: I'll take him.
You guys get the other one.

OFFICER: All right.

Dempsey.

Your score has dropped
since the last time.

You're way below average
on judgment and accuracy.

You shot
an innocent bystander,

you wounded a fellow officer.

You let an armed felon
to get off two shots

before you returned fire,
then you hit him in the foot.

Dempsey, I'd suggest
more work on the firing range.

As for judgment,
that will come in time.

It better.
You can go now.

Yes, sir.

Benteen.

[DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

Dempsey's judgment
has taken a nose dive.

You can't tell jack
from these computers.

These you can.

Dempsey has developed
an attitude problem, Benteen.

You're it.
Look, Hooker--

No, you look
and listen for a change.

You've got your ideas
about this job

and how it should be done.
That's your right.

But you damn well

better stop bringing them
to work with you.

You damn well better remember
who you're talking to.

I'm not one of your rookies,
Hooker.

That's right, you're not.

But if you think for
one particle of a second

I'm gonna let you turn
decent material like Dempsey

into some kind of
swaggering cowboy cop

who makes his own rules,

you're traveling the wrong road,
friend, 'cause I'm not.

I'm giving it to him
like it is.

No, you're not.

You're putting it down
the way you want it.

And that's not the way
it goes.

And it damn better stop.

[♪♪♪]

Send in Romano.

Romano!

Get on the line.

There's a difference between
being alert and being tense.

I'm glad it's simulated.

Yeah.

MAN: Sit on the car, partner.

On the line.

[GUNSHOTS; WOMAN SCREAMS]

[♪♪♪]

The place was a gold mine.
Mwah.

We hit the fence's place,

then I am gonna go see my man
about a sleigh ride.

You've been doing
a lot of snow lately.

Well, we keep on like we are,

I'm gonna be able to buy
that pure stuff.

Tails.

Thanks again, pige.

For crying out loud.

There you go.

You ever notice
how much better food tastes

when you don't
pay for it yourself?

Nah, I guess you wouldn't.

Keep it up, Romano.

Next go 'round
on the shooting simulator,

it won't be a repeat of
the best scores in the class.

I'm gonna program the computer
so you flunk.

Hooker.

Romano.

Next time,
I pick where we eat,

and I program the music.
What's happening, Annie?

Say, you know...

those burglaries
and the stolen goods

you were askin' me about
the other day--

I'm here to tell you straight.

Right now,
that vicious, young Minetti

is spending
his crooked money on snow.

Sound interesting?

Very.
I'm all ears, sweetheart.

That recording studio
on Baxter--

the one where no good music
is ever heard--

that's the place you want.

I can't push my cart
by there anymore

without having to put in
my earplugs.

Thanks, Annie.
I'm very grateful.

Favor, Hooker?

For you, sweetheart?
Anything.

The man
in the liquor store--

his trombone is an important,
wonderful instrument.

My handyman friend
Claudio at the Salvation Army,

is fixing it
so it can be heard again.

He'll have it ready tomorrow.

Meet me at the park at noon

so you can take it back
to him.

That's nice of you, Annie.

Really nice.
You can count on my being there.

♪ That's music ♪

Makes the world
a better place.

Not so lonely. Ha ha ha.

This man has saved my bacon
more than once.

Stay close to him, youngster.

Stay close to him.

Don't worry about it, Annie.
I won't let him out of my sight.

Not too close.

[LAUGHS]

[RADIO PLAYING]

Hey.

Heh heh.

[HUMMING]

ANNIE: Hey, I got music!
Ha ha ha ha.

You know, I'm learning something
every day, Hooker.

You never told me Annie
was one of your snitches.

She's not a snitch, Romano.
She's another concerned citizen.

My private neighborhood watch,
you might say.

Uh-huh.

What do you say we go
shake 'n' bake Terry Minetti?

You're on, partner.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

The scum in here is deadly as
their music, junior,

so watch yourself.

[PUNK ROCK PLAYING]

Well, I never said
I like punk-rock music.

I guess it all sounds the same
to my untrained ear.

[♪♪♪]

We're always
gonna be around, Minetti,

'cause I got nothing but time.

Time is all I need. Time.

Time is gonna see you
in jail, punk.

[SCOFFS]

Or dead.

[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING]

[CHANGES STATION]

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

You know...

I laid awake last night
thinking about Terry Minetti.

Before I pinned
this badge on,

I would've punched
that little punk out

for giving us the kind of grime
he was handing out yesterday.

Welcome to police work,
junior.

He's gotta fall,
Hooker.

Sometime, he's got to fall,
or there isn't any justice.

He's a punk and a thief
and a killer, and he'll fall,

and when he does, it'll be hard.

My equipment.

My radio.

[TURNS RADIO OFF]

You're beginning to take over,
eh, Romano?

I didn't think
you'd mind.

My rag--okay.

My music--not okay.

Hooker, I don't
understand you. Let loose.

Get into it a little.
You'd love it.

To make any sense,

music has to have
intelligible sounds.

That has no intelligible sound.

Swahili's intelligible
to those who understand it.

There's no sense
to your music.

It's got life. A beat.

It's something you feel,
Hooker.

It's something that's
gonna make you deaf by 23.

Let's hit it.
We're on watch in ten minutes.

What'd you say?

[♪♪♪]

I'm expecting a better grade
from you next week, Dempsey.

I been working on it, Sarge.
I been at the range every day.

DISPATCHER: Four-Adam-Six,
see the woman.

Possible 4-5-9 activity,

2-1-0 Brighton Drive,
apartment 1-1-6.

Four-Adam-Six, roger.

[♪♪♪]

They've broken into 119!

I saw the marks
on the door handle.

It's on that side
of the building.

Take the back.
I'll go this way.

Hold it!

[GUNSHOT]

[TIRES SCREECH]

They split. It's a green Buick.
I got the license.

Let's roll.

DISPATCHER:
All units in the vicinity,

a 4-5-9 just occurred.

Suspects driving a 1974 Buick,
green, east in the alley

paralleling 200 block
of Brighton Drive.

Four-Adam-30,
handle code three.

[SIREN WAILS]

[♪♪♪]

[SIREN WAILING]

[CAR DOORS SLAM]

They're heading for
the warehouses.

Go left.
I'll try and head 'em off.

Come on out of there
with your hands up!

Where's Minetti?
Where is he?

Hands on your head!

Where's he?
Where's Minetti?

On your stomach.

Hands back.

[SIREN WAILING]

[MOANING]

Minetti?

You or him?

Doesn't matter.
It was necessary.

[DOOR CLOSE;
CRUISER ENGINE STARTS]

He'll make it, Hooker.

You okay?

Yeah.

What about me?
I'm bleeding.

Romano, did you know that
when a juvie turns 18,

his entire criminal record
is wiped out?

No matter what his past,
it's a clean slate?

Right. That's the law.

According to this
young fella's folder,

he turned 18
the day before yesterday.

We're about to make a mark
on that clean slate, Romano.

Happy birthday, punk.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

My ears are killing me,
Romano,

and I'm getting tired
of waiting.

What did Hooker
want me here for, anyway?

Why did I have to shave?
Once a week is enough.

It'll be a few more minutes,
Mr. Bernstein. Hang on.

Mr. Bernstein!

Hello, Romano!

Romano?
Huh?

I think he's objecting
to the music.

That, young lady,
isn't music.

I guess we're outnumbered.

[TURNS MUSIC OFF]

HOOKER: That's better.

Pop Bernstein, I'd like you
to meet Annie Grand,

an old and dear friend
of mine.

She went to the same
finishing school as my mother,

matter of fact.

It's a great pleasure,
Miss Grand.

Actually...

my name is Arnold.

Charmed, Arnold.

It's a great pleasure
to meet a musician good enough

to have played with
the great Glenn Miller.

Arnold, this is yours.

From Sergeant Hooker
and me.

How?

How?

that Annie will fill you in on
later, Pop. I mean, Arnold.

ANNIE: Arnold, my friend Claudio
does good work,

but he couldn't test it out.

I'd sure love to hear
some of that good music again.

["MOONLIGHT SERENADE"
PLAYING]

[♪♪♪]

Wanna dance?

Annie...

I have a feeling that horn
has a lot of beautiful music

I think the two of you
can share.

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