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[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

Four, two, five,
six, one.

The winner
of the four threes

tomorrow will
be Big Jake.

I love it. I love it.
I love it.

[LAUGHS]

Tell me, junior,
how many races

are you and Stacy
betting on tomorrow?

Just the fourth.

We're each buying
a $10 ticket.

This guy who sold us
on the computer,

he's gonna take it to
the track and place our bet.

You wanna
get in on a sure thing?

No. No.

Come on.
Don't be
ridiculous.

The only sure thing about guys
who take tips from touts

is that they end up broke
at the end of the ninth.

And what you have in your hand
there, Junior,

is electronic tout.

Uh-uh.

You ever try
to find out

Uh-huh.

This is
a sophisticated piece

of technological
wizardry.

Technological
wizardry. Sure.
Uh-huh.

[CHUCKLES]
Uh-uh.

[♪♪♪]

[FLOOR CREAKING]

[BEEPING]

[BEEPING SPEEDS UP]

[BEEPING INTENSIFIES]

[ENGINE REVS]

[RADIO BEEPS]

STACY [ON RADIO]:
Units in the vicinity

of First
and Spring Street,

assist Fire Company 19
at 107 Spring.

Four-Adam-30,
Roger.

[SIREN BLARES]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[♪♪♪]

CHIEF:
Let's get to the lines
up there!

Engine Company Nine
get some men in there!

Move it up!

Couldn't have just stopped
the explosion.

Weaver, come on,
get some lines in there!

We can't put a fire out
from the street.

Get in there!
Get some lines in there!

Put some more pressure in.

Get that truck over there!

[SIREN WAILING]

Weaver,
move those men in!

Get some more hoses
in here!

CHIEF:
...go outside!

Some of those exit
to the alley.

Get someone in there now.

Get on the hotspot.

Max!

Max Silver, what
are you doing here?

I'm working
on an arson case

for a small
insurance company.

I took a flyer
on this call.

Hey, remember
my daughter, Linda?

She works with me now.
Going after her own PI license.

It's been a few years.
How are you, Hooker?

Oh, I'm not sure.

CHIEF:
Get around the other side.

This looks bad, Max.

Yeah, it's not
too safe.

What do you say we move it,
and I'll call you later?

Move back. Let's hit
the second floor.

Come here
in the safe lane!

Engine Company 5,
get some men in there.

Let's just stop the explosion.

Chief.

What do you need?

We still got people
in there.

Get a number three
up to the third floor!

Weaver, get some oxygen
up to the line.

Get it in the third floor!

Long as there's a chance
they're alive, don't give up.

Get in there.
Get some lines in there.

[WOMAN SCREAMING]

What are people doing there?
The building's condemned.

Indigents, scared, living in
the only place they can afford.

There's still a whole family
on the second floor.

My God!
Can't you get to them?

We never had a chance.
The building was

a wall of flame
when we got here.

I used the bullhorn
and told them

to stay low and look
for a way out.

But even
the back stairs were gone.

Romano,
I'm going in there.

ROMANO:
Get some water.
I'll wet you down.

Hooker! Stop!

That's an order!

You hear me, Hooker?
You'll never make it.

Hooker! Stop!

You hear me
Hooker?

You'll never make it!

Keep him wet.

[♪♪♪]

Where are you?

He's been in there
too long.

Where are you?

CHILDREN:
Over here!

Come on down here.

Come on down.
Come here. Come here.

It's all right.
Come down here.

[GRUNTS]

[CHILDREN GRUNT]

Come on. Come on.

Hooker!

[♪♪♪]

[COUGHS]

I'm going up there!

You can't! The floor
won't hold you!

The mother and father
of the kids!

Hooker! It's going down!
Clear the way!

They were too frightened
to try and get out.

Hooker, you did everything
you could possibly do.

Those kids
saved themselves.

They heard the chief
on the bullhorn

telling them to say low on
the floor in case the fire--

Well, thank God for that.

HOOKER:
Two kids without parents now.

Last month it was
those old people

who burned
to death.

They were indigent too.

Yeah.

[♪♪♪]

[PHONE RINGING]

Yeah?

Russ?
It's Cindy.

Hi, uh, I just got a call
from a private investigator,

and, uh,
he wants to talk

to me about my car
being seen

at the Allison Building
fire last month?

This PI,
is his name Max Silver?

Yes, but--

When does he want
to meet you?

This afternoon, 2:00
here at the bar.

RUSS:
Okay, don't worry
about it.

Listen, um,

call him back,

and tell him
you'll talk to him.

Well, what will I say?

You won't have to
say anything.

[SIGHS]

[ROTARY CLICKING]

Yeah.

I've got a job
for you.

[♪♪♪]

CADET LEADER:
Left, left, left,
left, left

Juvenile was trying
to find if the children

had any relatives
in the area.

Were those people
squatting?

Or paying rent
to live in that

rat-infested
fire trap?

The survivors indicated
they were paying.

But from their descriptions
it could be anyone.

Just like the fire we had last
month in the Allison building.

Scavengers who collect
undeclared pocket money,

to allow human beings
to live in those hell holes

are worse than
slum lords.

Did Arson come up
with anything?

Enough to convince them
it was arson.

But not enough
to prove it in court.

So the insurance company
pays off on a building

that the city code
condemned.

That's right. As long as
it's insured, and it was.

Checked out the owner.
Clean as a whistle.

Somebody's burning down
buildings

without caring
who's burning with them.

They've got to be stopped.

Hooker.

Max Silver called.
He's gonna be out for a while,

but he wants you
to meet with him

and his daughter
at their office at 3:00.

That's the guy
at the fire last night.

Yeah.

He said he was working
an arson case.

You think he could have
something we could use?

I'll bet on it.

Without a computer.

[♪♪♪]

This private investigator,
Max Silver,

how long have you
known him, Hooker?

He was my first partner.

He was the best
in the business.

So why did he retire?

I mean
I'd rather be on the job

than try to
make it as a PI.

I'm sure Max would too.

He didn't have
much of a choice.

[♪♪♪]

[ROCK SONG
PLAYING ON RADIO]

Cindy,
I wanna talk to you.

Later.
I'm busy right now, okay?

Nobody move!
This is a stickup!

Hands on the floor.
On the tables.

Open the register.

Fill it up!

Everybody,
money, wallets, jewelry.

Get it off.
Get it off!

You, pick it up!
Pick it up!

Move it. Move it!

Move it. Move it!

You too, old man.
Dig it out.

Anything you say, punk.

I don't like
your attitude.

That makes two of us.

This too.

STACY [ON RADIO]:
All units in the vicinity of
Temple and Grand.

A two-eleven at
the Happy Hour Bar.

Shots fired.
Handle Code Three.

[SIREN BLARING]

[♪♪♪]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

They had a gun.

He shot
one of the customers.

He ran off
out the back door.

[SIREN BLARES]

Get out
a broadcast.

My God, it's Max.

He's dead.

And his daughter is
waiting to meet all of us.

[♪♪♪]

[SCREAMS]

[TIRES SCREECH]

[♪♪♪]

Right here.

[COUGHS]

[GASPS]

[PANTING, WHEEZING]
Hooker.

I saw the man
who did this.

[SIREN WAILING]

My father.

[FIRE TRUCK HONKING]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[COUGHING]

I found this and the tape
from the answering machine.

I thought we could get something
off of it that would help.

Good. We'll take
it all to the lab.
[SIGHS]

Did Linda
have any idea

what Max wanted
to talk to you about?

Not a clue.

[GASPING]

How you doing?

Hm?

Oh, Hooker.

When-- When you told me
about my dad,

did you really believe
it was just a robbery?

Your dad was in a bar.
He didn't drink.

The witness said
he didn't resist.

The robber had no cause
to kill him, and he did.

I think
he wanted him dead.

And he didn't want it
investigated as murder.

Oh, God.
What do we do?

[BREATHES DEEPLY]

I know it's hard,
but I've gotta ask you. Think.

Was Max working on
any significant cases

that you know about,
anything that

would have taken him
to that bar?

Given someone a reason
to destroy this office?

Besides a couple
divorce cases,

the only other thing he had
was some arson claims

for United Federal Insurance.

Had he filed any reports
with United Federal?

I doubt it.

I would have typed them
for him.

Besides, I don't really think
United Federal

expected much from Dad.

They had to hire someone
to investigate.

And you know how it is
with an arson case.

Ninety-nine times out of
a hundred, you come up dry.

I'm sure
they just hired Dad

because he worked
cheaper than most.

Also...

they knew about
his old problems.

Probably didn't think
he was

a very good detective
because of it.

I think someone thought
he was too good.

[♪♪♪]

[SIGHS]

[IN RASPY VOICE]
This is a stickup.

You're a laugh
a year.

[LAUGHS]

[NORMALLY]
Piece a cake.

Nobody else got hurt
or anything, did they?

You worried about
your girlfriend?

That cutie
of a waitress is fine.

Scared, but fine.

Where's the rest
of my money?

Nice little gimmick
you got here.

You gonna burn
another building?

You're sure it looked like
robbery, right?

Was robbery.

I just considered
the loot

my tip for
a job well done.

You know...

I think I like my business
better than yours.

There's something more
personal about it.

[IMITATES GUNSHOT,
THEN CHUCKLES]

[♪♪♪]

[CLASSICAL MUSIC
PLAYING ON RADIO]

Hm.

It's a new kind
of a detonator.

Been out
about a year now.

Works on
a high-frequency signal,

no main spring...

[BEEPING]

It's not helping your
violin music either.

Violin music?

[SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

[IN ENGLISH]
You don't call Brahms
"violin music."

Sorry, Hong.
I didn't tell him.

This man is probably
the best electronics technician

in the department, and in order
to maintain his concentration

while working with--

Us,
he plays Brahms.

[CHUCKLES]
Ah.

Sort of like a security
blanket, huh?

Hooker, take this boy outta
here and teach him the rules.

I will. I will, Hong.
But first we have

a little business to transact.
Let's show him.

Don't worry.
It's not Brahms.

This was
in Max Silver's

telephone answering machine
at the time of the fire.

I was gonna
toss it out.

Hooker said that if anybody
could get anything

off of it,
you could.

But I guess Hooker
was exaggerating.

Hooker does not
exaggerate.

If there are any words in here,
I will get them out.

Hooker?
See you a minute?

Yes, sir. You gonna file
those reports, Romano?

I'll get
right on it.

I just want to discuss
a little business

with our expert here.

[CLEARS THROAT]
Hong.

Is it possible
your electronic genius

may extend to improving
the performance

of this
little computer?

I can do anything
electronic.

What does it compute?

Horse races.

I hope,
winning horse races.

It could benefit
the both of us.
Hm.

[SPEAKS IN
FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

[IN ENGLISH]
Turn up the Brahms.

[SPEAKING
FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

[IN ENGLISH]
Louder, huh?

Did you send this
to headquarters, Hooker?

Yes, sir.

It's a request for an
honor guard at Max's services.

It's been denied.

Captain, he was a cop.

He was one of us.

He didn't exactly retire
with honors, Hooker.

He was kicked off
the force

because he couldn't control
his drinking problem.

He went through
a long, hard fight,

but he kicked the alcohol.

He was on his way back.
Dry for a year.

He started
his own PI business.

And some low-life
blows him away?

While he was working a case
that could have helped us.

He's entitled to go out
with a cop's honors.

Hooker, your request
went through channels.

It's been denied.
I'm sorry.

Yeah.

So am I.

Sorry.

[♪♪♪]

How was Max doing on his
investigation, Ms. Reed?

I wish I could say "great,"
but I'd be lying.

Oh, it wasn't his fault.

Proving arson is like

kids trying to prove
the theory of evolution.

They found fossils and bones
and all kinds of evidence,

but it's still not enough
to convince some people.

I'll tell you
what I'm convinced of.

I'm convinced that Max was
closer than you think.

Perhaps too close
for his own good.

And I'm not
gonna let

this investigation end
because of his death.

Well, it sounds like you'd be
a good friend to have.

It's more than friendship,
Ms. Reed.

This arsonist
is murdering people.

And I, for one, find it
hard to live with

the idea that
he's on the loose out there.

Thank you.

Mm-hm.

[♪♪♪]

I don't like those cops
hanging around.

You heard.

They're gonna take up where
that private eye left off.

What's wrong,
D'Costa?

Afraid someone will find out
you're picking up pocket money

renting space
in condemned buildings?

Now you listen, punk.

my business
is my concern.

Look, I just think too much
is happening right now,

and we should take it easy
for a while.

The old Barclay factory
will change hands next week.

You won't be
managing it anymore.

You won't collect a penny
of the insurance.

Has to be done now.

I don't know.

Those cops...

And that detective...

Finding the license plate
of your girlfriend's car

a month ago.

[SIGHS]

Max Silver...

Is taken care of.

And if you're worried
about the cops,

I can take care
of them too.

Now you wait a minute.

You're talking about
killing cops.

D'Costa. Cops...

Down and outers
that you collect rent from.

What's the difference?

[♪♪♪]

Okay.

Okay.

[♪♪♪]

[MOUTHING WORDS]

[WEEPING]

It-- It was as if
my dad was trying

to communicate with me
just now.

I was praying,
and it came to me.

What?

Well...

I remembered my dad
telling me

the other day
that he found a witness

who had picked up
a license number

at the
Allison Building fire.

He was
in the process

of checking the plate number
at the DMV.

This information would have
been destroyed in the fire.

But I'm sure that Dad ran
a check on the license.

There'd be a record
of that check.

I'll get the detectives
on it right away.

[SNIFFLES]

[SIGHS]

It's gonna be
a long, hard pull

checking all those
DMV records.

Well, with everything
that's happened,

I'm impressed that
you came up with the idea.

[CHUCKLES]

I guess part of Dad
rubbed off on me.

What are you gonna
do now, Linda?

Back to the typewriter
and office clerking, I guess.

I heard you applied
for a PI license.

You were gonna be
partners with your dad.

But now,

I couldn't do it alone.

I was just learning.

Hey.

If Max was
anything like Hooker,

which I suspect he was,
you learned good.

If I ever was looking for
a terrific private detective,

I'd call you.

Thanks, Vince.

Listen.

If you turn up anything
on that license number,

give me a call.

You won't be able
to stop me.

[♪♪♪]

Hooker.

Detectives turned up
the DMV check Max made,

Sheridan said run with this,
since we're close.

So close to what?

The car Max ran down
belongs to a waitress,

Cindy Cole, who works
at a bar we're familiar with.

Let me guess. The Happy Hour.
Cindy Cole, huh?

Let's see what
she has to say.

[♪♪♪]

Did Hong do something
worthwhile with this thing?

Did he ever.
Hong is a genius.

That computer
even sounds better.

The sixth race tomorrow
is in the bag.

Sally B is the horse.

Romano, why don't you
hold your bet?

See how Sally B does.

Like a test run.

Are you kidding?
And lose all that money?

Hooker, Sally B is
going off at 10-to-1.

You better get onboard.

Not this time.

But if your friend is taking
your bet to the track again,

I'd like him to put
5 bucks on number four.

Sure. What race?

The sixth.

Hooker, you might as well
just flush that 5 bucks.

Sally B's
a lock in the sixth.

You're not listening to
the Hong-tuned computer.

Neither are the horses,
Junior.

[♪♪♪]

[SYNTH SONG PLAYING
ON RADIO]

Cindy Cole.

Cindy?

She's back there.

[♪♪♪]

What was your car doing
near the Allison Building

last month just before
it burned to the ground?

Who said it was?

Somebody spotted it.

Max Silver
traced it to you.

Is that why he was here
the day he was killed?

I don't know.

Look, he didn't
ask me anything.

And my car,

it was stolen
some time ago.

So if it was
at that building,

that's how it
must have gotten there.

Then you
reported it stolen.

[SIGHS]
I didn't know
it was stolen.

You see, I parked it
in my garage basement,

and in the morning when I woke
up, it wasn't in my space.

So, well, I was gonna
call the police,

but then I walked
around outside, and I saw

the car parked
a few houses away.

So whoever stole it
was thoughtful

enough to bring it back.

Yeah. I don't know.

I figured
it was just kids

taking it out
for a joy ride.

Maybe you don't know what you
got yourself into, little girl,

but I'm gonna
fill you in.

Arson and murder.

And not just
Max Silver's murder.

Four people in the building
torched not two miles from here.

And two vagrants
in a factory fire.

What next?

Now how much
are you responsible for?

Look, I've told you
everything I know.

My car was stolen.

[SIGHS]

I-- I have
to go back to work now.

[♪♪♪]

[BEEPING]

[ENGINE TURNS OVER]

[♪♪♪]

[ENGINE TURNS OVER]

[BEEPING]

[STATIC PULSING]

What's wrong?

Static on the radio.

There's a definite pattern
to the static.

Like the radio
in the lab.

Junior, I got a hunch
we're carrying a bomb.

We can't dump it here.

Hit the reds.

[SIREN BLARING]

[CARS HONKING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

What about that park?

What the hell
are you smiling about?

We must be close.

We're making someone
very nervous

[♪♪♪]

CADET LEADER:
Left, left.

STACY:
Hooker.

I put that building
research report in your box.

Did you get it?

Bye, Stacy.

Arson research?

Turn anything
worthwhile?

One name turned up
more than any other.

D'Costa Management.

Management?

How can a management company
benefit from arson?

The owners
collect the insurance.

A lot of
management companies

collect a percentage,
10, 15 percent.

Uh-huh. Ten percent
of $500,000 is 50 grand.

That's not too
chintzy.

Hooker?

I just got the report
on the Barclay fire.

Let me guess.
Probable arson, no proof,

owners of
the building are clean.

And managed by
D'Costa Management?

You're right
on all counts.

Did the detectives
talk to D'Costa?

Well, I saved that
for you, Hooker.

And for Max.

[♪♪♪]

Let's go, Junior.
We have work to do.

Well, we collect
the rent,

we see the windows
get washed,

the plumbing is kept up,
whatever it takes

to keep the owner's mind
at ease.

And when one
of these buildings burn,

you lose income
from that building, don't you?

Well, an owner's not
going to pay me

to keep up a building
that doesn't exist.

You must be in a lot of
financial trouble, Mr. D'Costa.

What do you mean?

Well, in the past
six months,

four buildings you manage
have been destroyed by fire.

Yeah? And I understand
the insurance company

investigated
every one of those fires.

Same insurance company,
United Federal.

Do you pick
the insurance companies

like you pick the plumbers
and the window washers?

[PHONE RINGING]

Now what are
you getting at?

I think someone
in the insurance company

is in this as deep
as you and the torch.

Have you got any proof?

Because if
the answer is no,

get out.

I'm a busy man.

And you're a greedy man,
Mr. D'Costa.

Four fires
that I know of.

And I'll bet
you don't share the money

from renting condemned buildings
with your partners.

The extra cash
you get from illegals

who have
no place to live.

Why don't you
secure the buildings,

keep vagrants out?

You don't want to spend
extra bucks?

This is really nice material,
Mr. D'Costa.

No window washers, no plumbers,
no maintenance costs.

They're only
homeless indigents.

I promise you something,
mister.

I'm gonna
make damned sure

that it does cost you.

[♪♪♪]

Good day.

Everybody's
hanging tough.

The waitress.

This D'Costa creep.

The insurance company
lady.

She did make one mistake.

She hired Max Silver.

She thought a drunk ex-cop

would come to a dead end like
the rest of the investigators.

STACY [ON RADIO]:
Four-W-90 on TAC two to
4-Adam-30.

Go 90.

We just got a call
from Sam Miller

at the Three Star Pawnshop.

Your pawnshop bulletin
paid off.

Someone just hocked
Max Silver's watch.

Roger, 90.

Mistake number two.

[♪♪♪]

Here it is, Hooker.

Just like on the stolen-property
inventory, right?

It's Max's, all right.

We gave it to him
when he made Homicide.

How long ago
did the suspect leave?

About
half an hour ago.

Maybe he got thirsty.

He grabbed the money
and ran over to that bar.

[ENGINE RUMBLING]

There. Coming out now.

That's him.

[♪♪♪]

[ENGINES REV]

[SIREN WAILING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Come on, you.

We have enough litter
on the beach

without scum balls
like you.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

Detectives get anything
from the creep we collared?

No, he's sticking
to his story.

He claims, he ran
because he knew

he had hocked
a stolen watch,

and says he bought it
from some street slick.

He made bail, Hooker.

Come on.
You can't be.

No, we're doing
a rundown on him.

It's gonna take time,
Hooker.

While how many other
buildings and people burn?

[♪♪♪]

[ENGINE TURNS OVER]

Yeah.

Hooker missed out,
Hong.

He didn't have faith
in the computer.

Picked number four
instead of Sally B.

Let's cross
our fingers.

I plugged in
a better piece of software.

I thought you said
you could fix anything?

Fix anything
electronically.

Guarantee
a horse race?

[SPEAKING
FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

[REPEATS FOREIGN PHRASE]

No can do.

[BRAHMS PLAYING OVER RADIO]

[ANSWERING MACHINE
HISSES, WHISTLES]

Is it the best
you can do?

Why don't I turn off
the music?

[SPEAKING IN
FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

Hong.

Maybe it'll help.

[SPEAKING
FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

[SIGHS, SPEAKS ENGLISH]
Well, we'll try a few
different filters.

VOICE 1 [DISTORTED]:
Hi, Dad. Just called to see

how you're doing.

Linda.

Yeah.

[PHONE RECEIVER CLICKING]

Next two callers hung up.
No messages.

VOICE 2 [DISTORTED]:
Max, this is--

I've got something to
tell you. Meet me at--

Meet me...at the bar.

Turn it back.
I didn't catch the name.

[TAPE WHIRS, MACHINE CLICKS]

VOICE 2 [DISTORTED]:
Max...

Max, this is...

[VOICE SPEAKING
INDISTINCTLY]

Try again, more slowly.

[TAPE WHIRS]

VOICE 2:
Max...

[VOICE SPEAKING
INDISTINCTLY]

One more time. Turn it back,
and even slower.

Okay.

[TAPE WHIRS]

This is as slow
as she goes.

VOICE 2 [DISTORTED:
Max, this is Cindy Cole.

I've got something
to tell you.

Cindy Cole.

Cindy Cole!

Hong,
you're beautiful.

Is there any more
on that?

No, that's it.

Oh.

[BRAHMS CONTINUES PLAYING

[♪♪♪]

Okay, just a minute.

Romano, telephone.

Maybe it's
Sally B's trainer.

Ha, ha. Romano.

It's Linda.
Listen, I saw a man

leaving your precinct
get picked up by the guy

who grabbed me
and set fire to our office.

Great. We just nailed down
the waitress. Where are you?

I followed them
to D'Costa Management.

They're inside now.

Sit tight.
We're rolling.

Linda.
She ran a tail on Benson,

the car went
straight to D'Costa.

She'd make
one heck of a PI.

Like father,
like daughter.

[♪♪♪]

You're an idiot.

Will you tell me
something?

Where did you find
that baboon?

Oh, come on, Mr. D'Costa.

He didn't say
anything to the cops.

I want you to unload him,
Jennings.

Now.

We have to make sure
all our tracks are covered.

And there's one other
loose thread.

Your girlfriend.

[SCOFFS]
I don't think
she's gonna crack.

I think we have to be
a little more sure than that.

That cop, Hooker,
if he gets to her again--

So you get there first.

And you better
make sure.

Then you better pack in
your operation for a while.

You know...

Maybe...

Maybe...

I can roast two birds
with one fire.

[♪♪♪]

That tape proves that cute
little waitress set Max up.

Yeah, but she was scared.

And if they smell it...

She's in deep trouble.

STACY [OVER RADIO]:
Four-Adam-30.

Citizen call from
a Linda Silver.

Reports suspects
picked up a waitress

at the Happy Hour bar
and proceeded to

a garage at 216 South Hope.

Four-Adam-30.
Roger.

[SIREN BLARING]

Russ,
please don't do this.

Sorry, baby.
You're getting too dangerous.

Let's go.

Yeah. I'm crazy. Crazy to get
involved with you. Let's go.

Russ?

Let's go!
Get in there!

Get in there!

[SIREN WAILING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Call for backup.
You stay here.

ROMANO:
Four-Adam-30 requesting backup,
2101 West Olive.

[♪♪♪]

HOOKER:
Anyone in there?

[BEEPING]

HOOKER [KNOCKING ON DOOR]:
Police. Open up!

Open up! Police!

Open up.

[GATE CREAKS]

[♪♪♪]

[ENGINE TURNS OVER]

HOOKER:
Open up!

[POUNDING
ON DOOR]

ROMANO:
Stand back!

[GRUNTS]

[GASPS, GROANS]

[ENGINE IDLING]

[ALL COUGHING]

[CINDY SCREAMS]

[CINDY COUGHING]

HOOKER:
Romano, you okay?

ROMANO:
Yeah, I'm okay.

HOOKER:
Take him out the front door!

[CINDY COUGHING]

[ENGINE REVVING]

Stop! Police!

[TIRES SCREECH]

My dad would have been
really impressed.

Max would have been
impressed with you.

You helped him
close his case.

I can't think of a better
requiem for a cop.

[♪♪♪]

Push up.
Bring it on back.

All right, start running.
Yeah, yeah, yeah!

[CHATTERING
INDISTINCTLY]

SHERIDAN:
Hooker.

Detectives have a real tight
wrap-up on the arson case.

Everyone is rolling over now
that you brought them down.

Linda Silver's
had a hand in it.

The police commission
citation should help

get a detective agency
off to a great start.

Terrific. Couldn't happen
to a nicer lady.
Right.

Romano, your friend came by
on his way home from the track

and he left this envelope
full of money at the desk.

[LAUGHS]
Sorry, Hooker.
But don't feel bad.

You can get your money back
on the computer's next pick.

This payoff is 18-to-1.

Hey, the odds
really changed.

So did the horse.

What happened
to Sally B?

Finished out
of the money.

Number four.

Your horse took it
by two lengths.

So much for the computer,
right?

Yeah. Who needs
a computer anyway?

Come on, Hooker.
Let us in on your system.

I'll get a pencil and paper.

There's no need.

It's very simple.

Whenever I bet,
which is seldom...

I always put my money
on number four.

How can you bet like that?
It's not scientific.

I'm not complaining.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]