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[suspenseful music]

[police siren]

Oh!

[grunts]

[grunts]
- Got it.

[grunts]

Come on.

He got my gun.

Not quite.

Close enough.

Yeah.

Come on.

[theme music playing]

I'm just waiting for
the other shoe to drop.

Yeah, this is the
other shoe, Sergeant.

Come on.

This is just a little
periodic review

of your manual
self-defense skills.

That's all.

Periodic?

It has nothing to do with the
suspect taking my gun away?

Not officially, no.

Not unless you'd
prefer it that way.

[belches]

You ever have
crustacean poisoning?

2 o'clock this morning
I was pale green

and puffed up like a blowfish.

Just now getting
my cheekbones back.

Look, we all had a
bad night, Captain.

Yeah, OK.

The point is, we all have
to learn to keep our levels

of stress low this morning.

And you two can
help me out there.

Rita, you're going to have
to requalify sooner or later.

OK, so the deputy
chief said "sooner".

Big deal.

[laughs] Maybe someday it'll
even save your life, huh?

Come on, Captain.

The situation never
got out of control.

He never got her gun.

And I was on him like Velcro.

I know that.

You see, in the order of
things I have to fight for,

this is not at the
top of my list.

Rita, even if you do it as a
favor to me, do it, will you?

Please?

Delta recruit, 10-hut!

Sound off, zero.

Delta recruit,
Lance, Rita, s-sir?

[laughs] Oh!

Hi.

Hi.

It's great to see you.

You too.

You know, I would have
thought you would have gotten

a few more wrinkles by now.

Oh, they're all on
the inside, honey.

Ah.

So is that where they call
it "Internal Affairs?"

Well, it's not all
glamor and romance.

What about you, huh?

Miss Homicide Calendar Girl.

Hey, you watch it, red.

Hey, is it my fault
that you look so good?

If you don't look too close.

So, what are you
doing here anyway?

Same thing you are.

Self-defense tune-up.

I heard yours got scheduled
a little suddenly.

How'd you hear
about that so soon?

I'm I.A.D. I know everything.

Everything?

You're late, Inspector Curry.

You were due for tactical
review a half hour ago.

I'm sorry.

I got tied up downtown.

But I've got all that
tactical stuff covered.

You better hope so.

What have we got here?

Sergeant Laura Dosier,
Sergeant Rita Lance.

Oh, yeah.

The Prima Donna with
the greasy gun hand.

I'm surprised they still
let you carry that thing.

Downstairs, ladies.

Five minutes.

Is she for real?

A little too real, I'm afraid.

But you ain't seen nothing yet.

Terrific.

[grunting]

[whistle blows]

Today's final exercise
is a full contact attack

and defend maneuver.

This is your basic
8-inch stiletto.

And by that, I don't
mean a high heel.

Attackers, your objective is to
score three times with a knife.

Make solid contact with
your opponent's upper body.

Defenders, you want to
keep that from happening.

Your objective is to disarm
and neutralize the attacker.

Lance, Curry,
please demonstrate.

I'm watching you.

Is anyone gonna
say 1, 2, 3 go?

Go.

Point.

[music playing]

[grunts]

LAURA: Point for the takedown.

Point.

One more and you're
history, Lance.

Point for the disarm.

[grunts]

You're dead, Sergeant.

You mad at me?

No, uh-uh.

You just did what you were
supposed to do, right?

I got lucky.

Besides, this has nothing
to do with real life.

Yeah.

Tell that to Sergeant Dosier.

You and I have lives.

That padded room downstairs,
that's all she's got.

She exists to make the rest
of our lives a living hell.

Yeah well, she is
doing a bang up job.

It's just, I don't want
it to be months before we

see each other again, OK?

In fact, you got any
plans for dinner?

Dinner?

You mean tonight?

Uh-huh.

No plans.

No plans means no man.

Doesn't I.A. have
files on all that stuff?

Yeah, we do.

I just haven't had yours lately.

Ah.

So tell me, what were
you going to do anyway?

Throw something
in the microwave?

Well, yeah actually.

No.

You owe yourself a
really good dinner.

And I'm going to make
sure you get one.

Look Robin, I appreciate it.

But I can't.

Look Rita, There's something
I need to talk to you about.

Something big.

Now take me up on
dinner, would you?

OK.

All right.

Dinner sounds great.

Great.

My place at 7:00.
- Sure.

OK.

It was good to
hang with you, zero.

Even under the conditions.

Yeah.

- Gotta go.
- OK.

See you later.

ROBIN: He was a lot older.

More experienced than I was.

That was the
original attraction.

But I can't really
say I was ever

turned on by him physically.

I guess he started
to figure that out

a few years back,
because that's when he

started nailing his secretary.

So, there's been nobody
serious since then?

No.

Not with the job and all.

Yeah.

I feel like I've
been talking all night.

No.

Not at all.

Well, it's just nice
to have somebody talk to.

You get real selective
about who you talk to when

you work Internal Affairs.

Well, I guess it goes
with territory, huh?

If I'd known what I was
getting into a few years back,

I don't think I ever would
have gone into I.A.D.

So, what's a nice girl like you
doing single and unattached?

Well, like you
say, the job and all.

Hmm.

Want some more?

Ah, no thank you.

No, I gotta drive home.

Well, you're welcome
to spend night.

I mean, there's plenty of room.

Ah, oh.

Listen, I gotta get some sleep.

Besides, I have never
slept well in strange beds.

Never been a problem for me.

When you invited
me here tonight,

you said that you wanted to
talk to me about something.

Something big, you said.

Yeah.

I love this view.

All the lights.

Is it something about the job?

Isn't everything?

I can't talk about it, Rita.

I thought if I could talk
about it with anybody,

it would be with you.

But now I know I just can't put
you in danger unnecessarily.

No.

Listen, Robin, if you need
me, it's not unnecessary.

I hear you.

Thanks.

It's all gonna be
over soon anyway.

I had fun.

Me too.

[shutter clicking]

If you ever do feel like
you want to talk about it,

I want you to call me, OK?

Thanks.

That means a lot.

- I'll see you later.
- Good night.

Bye.

[telephone rings]

Hello?

ROBIN (ON PHONE):
Gotta get up, zero.

Gotta get down here fast.

Robin, what is it?

ROBIN (ON PHONE): You
said if I needed you.

I need you now.

Canal Street in West Palm.

A place called Banks.

Well, what's the problem?

ROBIN (ON PHONE): Just hurry.

[club music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

What can I get you?

Umm, club soda
straight up, please.

We call that a
designated driver.

Big seller these days.

$2.75.

Refills on the house.

Here you go.

So, um, how do you
stay in business?

It's pretty quiet.

It clears out when
the band leaves.

I haven't seen you here before.

Actually, I'm
looking for somebody.

My sister.

Honey, if she'd look
like you, I'd remember.

She, uh, she has light hair.

She's about my height.

Usually wears her hair up.

You know, there
was a girl in here

a while ago when
the band was here.

Don't see her around now though.

All right.

Thanks.

Hey.

I am the only guy
in this whole club.

Yeah.
I, uh, I picked up on that too.

Uh, so where's Robin?

Well, that is definitely
the operative question.

I haven't seen her yet.

CHRIS: Hmm.

Your brother?

Uh, friend.

There were some girls
going down to the 123.

I think your sister had a
drink with them at one point.

Maybe she went with them.

What's the 123?

A motel down the street.

A real dump if you ask me.

But they book by the
hour after midnight.

You hustle over there, you
just might make the 2:00 AM

bed check.

Ah.

Sounds appealing.

[knock knock]

2 o'clock, ladies.

Time to clean them out
for the next shift.

Look, are you sure
you don't remember?

She had light hair.

She's a little bit
taller than me.

Nothing.
No light hair.

Nobody.

You want a room?

What do you think, sweetheart?

Rise and shine, beauties.

Please, think about it.

This is very important.

Housekeeping.

Important to you.

But I got sheets to change.

Housekeeping.

Come on.

Wake up, wake up.

Ah, god.

Well, she was
definitely strangled.

Apparently with the
stocking you found.

No evidence of penetration.

No semen, skin, blood.

No hair.

Any bruises on the wrists?

No noticeable trauma.

No tissue damage to where
the wrists were cuffed.

Which means one of two things.

Either those cuffs went
on consensually, or--

She was killed and
then cuffed to the bed.

I know she's a
friend of yours.

If you need anything--
RITA: Thanks, Diana.

- You're welcome.
- See you later.

Thanks, Di.
DIANA: Bye.

We got a little problem here.

A little too clean, is it?

Yeah, that bugging you too?

I can't even begin
to tell you how bugged

I am about this whole thing.

Lance, Lorenzo.

I need you now.

What is that smell?

Oh.

It's this.

Medicinal tea.

My doctor told me to drink it.

It's supposed to be
good for digestion.

Damn, I guess it's working.

Woof.

Yeah.

Listen, we've got
a problem here.

This case.

It crosses just about
every line we've got.

And that's before you factor
in your personal involvement,

Lance.

Look, I know I can
be objective, Captain.

Uh-uh.

Save it, Sergeant.

It's not in the cards.

Special Investigations is
coming in to handle this case.

A couple of detectives from S.I.
are on their way down here now.

What?

I thought S.I. was
into espionage,

political corruption,
Rico stuff.

Yeah, they also come in
when cases cross jurisdictions

and put the department
at risk because

of their sensitive
or volatile nature.

This one qualifies
on all fronts.

[telephone rings]

Hold on.

Yeah?

OK, send him in.

Now look, they're here.

Whatever happens, can't
we all just get along?

- Captain Lipschitz?
- Yeah, yeah.

Come in.

What died in here?

It's the tea, all right?

You want a cup?

I'm Sergeant Steele.

This is my partner,
Sergeant Wilcox.

I'd figure you for
Lance and Lorenzo?

You figured right.

Look, we appreciate how tough
it is to deal with outsiders

in a case this close to home.

But we're going to demand
total cooperation from you.

You're not going
to demand anything.

Hey, hey.

Ho.

We all want the same
things here, right?

Unfortunately, that's
not always the case.

Sergeant Lorenzo, would
you excuse us, please?

No, I won't.

I'm one of the officers
of record here.

You're not, however, the
last known person to see

Robin Curry alive, are you?

We'll get to you, Lorenzo.

Right now, we need to
debrief your partner.

Got it?

We'd like you to
tell us exactly what

transpired between you and Robin
Curry at her home last night.

We had dinner.

That's all?

I don't know what you mean.

Did you do anything
else besides eat?

Yeah, we talked.

About what, exactly?

About her ex-husband, some
old war stories, the job.

What specifically
about the job?

About how it destroys
your personal life.

Nothing about what
she was working on?

Yeah.

When she invited
me over, she said

there was something big that
she wanted to talk to me about.

And?

And we never talked about it.

She said she realized that she
couldn't talk to me about it.

That she didn't want to expose
me to danger unnecessarily.

And nothing more
until she called?

No.

Except, I told her, if
she ever did want to I,

would be there for her.

Oh, so the two of you
were quite close then?

Yeah, we used to be.

Kind of like best friends.

We, uh, we went to
college together.

The Academy.

But the last couple of
years, the job kind of

pulled us apart.

But evidently, she felt
close enough to confide

in you last night, didn't she?

Evidently she didn't.

Because we never
talked about it.

Sergeant Lance,
are you a lesbian?

What?

Hey!

Specifically, were you
ever involved in a lesbian

relationship with Robin Curry?

I will not sit here
and listen to this.

Captain, please
direct Sergeant

Lance to answer the question.

Robin Curry was killed
because she knew something.

This lesbian crap
is a smokescreen.

The question is, who had the
most to gain by not only seeing

her dead, but also destroyed?

Well, that's what
we're trying to find out.

Oh.

You still haven't
answered my question.

Hmm.

[door slams]

- Rita, what happened?
- Excuse me.

You don't want to know.

I do want to know.

Those two cartoons
practically accused me

of sleeping with Robin Curry.

They what?

Yeah.

Look, wait up.

Would it make a difference
if I said, give Wilcox

and Steele a lot of room?

They can make trouble
for you you don't want.

Look, I am going home.

I'm going to take a hot bath.

And I'm going to try to
get a little bit of sleep.

Sounds good.

But if you get any
bright ideas about going

around or doing your
own investigation,

you promise to call me first?
- Why?

So you can talk me out of it?

No.

So I can help.

Or at least cover
for you in there.

Look, I'm sorry I got a
little bent out of shape.

It's all right.

It's not like you
don't have a reason.

I'll keep you posted, OK?

[club music playing]

What'll it be, honey?

I'll have the, uh,
designated driver.

- From last night, right?
- Yeah.

$2.75, right?

Here you go.

Keep the change.

Thanks.

Payday, huh?

Say, did you ever find
your sister last night?

No.

I got really scared when I heard
about that girl being murdered.

It's all anybody's
talking about.

A little slave game
gone ballistic, I hear.

But it wasn't your
sister, right?

No.

I checked with the cops.

It wasn't her.

No, I still need to find her.

Do you remember anybody
who maybe talked to her

or saw her last night?

You see the sexy number
on the dance floor?

That Annie.

She's here a lot.

I'm pretty sure she had a drink
with your sister last night.

Thanks.

Can I buy you a drink?

You can buy me
anything you want.

You got a name?

Rita.

I'm Annie.

You looking for
something special, Rita?

Actually, I'm
looking for somebody.

Everybody's
looking for somebody.

[laughs] I'm
looking for my sister.

See, the bartender
said you might have had

a drink with her last night?

You looking for anything else?

Maybe I could be your sister.

My life is already a
little too complicated.

Boy, I heard that.

If you change your mind--

tell me about your sister.

She's, um, she's a little
bit taller than I am.

She has light hair.

She usually wears it up.

Really pretty brown eyes?

Yeah.

Annie, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.

Annie, wait.

Yeah, that's her.

Yeah.

Did you talk to her?

Not for long.

She didn't want to dance.

She was real uptight, like
she had to meet somebody,

but didn't really
want to be here.

Right.

Did she ever meet that person?

Yeah, a little later.

A girl came in.

Long blonde hair,
kind of muscular arms.

Like a bodybuilder maybe.

They were over in the corner
getting all serious, arguing.

Do you think if you
saw this person again,

you'd recognize them?

Now that's a cop question.

Well I, uh, I was hoping
to skirt that little detail.

You're not looking for
your sister, are you?

No.

No I'm not.

Does this have anything to
do with that murder last night?

Yes, it does.

Don't know anything.
Didn't see anything.

Didn't see anybody.
I'm out of here.

Annie, look, wait.

Annie.

Annie!

[shutter clicking]

We're talking about
pain compliance.

A category which falls well
within the second level

of force escalation.

Reasonable, prudent, effective.

And it looks nice and
humane on videotape.

Officer Williams?

What's the purpose
of pain compliance?

To gain control of subject
through the use of force

selectively applied.

Examples.

Torque and pressure
to specific points

in the wrist, elbow,
shoulder, ankle, or knee.

Very good, Officer Williams.

The use of force,
selectively applied.

Pay attention, Sergeant Lance.

[snickering]

What's funny?

Certainly not the fact that
this detective was disarmed

by a suspect, or that
she and her partner

might have been killed because
she couldn't handle the case.

I now have the
subject under complete

control, while exerting
a minimum of energy.

But as soon as the subject
begins to struggle--

struggle.

So you can break my arm?

Struggle.

[grunts]

Maximum compliance,
minimum force.

Get the idea, Sergeant Lance?

Yeah.

I think I do.
Go ahead.

Struggle.

That's enough, Lance.

Go ahead.

Very good, Lance.

[grunts]

Class dismissed.

Anytime you want
to dance, Sergeant,

you just call the tune.

SGT. STEELE: One
of our operatives

had the place
under surveillance.

Look, I tried to stay
home and sit on my hands.

But I couldn't, OK?

Definitely not OK.

Not after you've been
taken off the case.

SGT. STEELE: What did you find?

A possible witness.

A girl named Annie who saw Robin
arguing with a muscular woman

with long blond hair.

Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait a minute.

And you didn't see fit to share
this information with Sergeant

Wilcox and Steele until now?

I left messages
for both of them

to call me back last night.

Well, consider
this our call back.

Where's your witness, Sergeant?

She did a quick vanishing act.

Why?

She pegged me for a cop.

Oh, God.

She pegged you for a cop.

Captain, we're going
to file formal charges

against this detective
for interfering

with our investigation.

Don't you think that's
a little over the top?

Before Robin
Curry was murdered,

she was the subject of an
S.I. investigation for months.

Why?

Because you thought
she was a lesbian?

[scoffs] We couldn't care
less about that, except

as it applies to the case.

But since it does
apply, yes, she was.

She was also up to here
in criminal conspiracy,

grand larceny, and extortion.

We conducted a sting
operation last year.

Final score?

Five officers indicted
for drugs and conspiracy

charges, two major coke dealers
out of the game for good.

Except for one thing.

When the cash bag gets to court,
it's light about 600 grand.

Robin Curry figured
as the prime suspect.

No way.
No.

No matter what you say
about Robin, one thing

she wasn't is a bad cop.

Oh, you have some sort of
intimate personal knowledge

you'd like to share
with us, Sergeant?

You know, what is it with you?

I mean, what exactly are
you looking for here?

Supposedly I was,
what, Robin's lover?

Is that it?

Maybe she told me
where the money is?

Hey, you know what?

Maybe I killed her.

Come on.

Come on.

Get-- get a grip,
will you, Lance?

You left yourself wide
open when you blew

out that witness last night.

And you two, [laughs] you
better have more than attitudes

backing you up.

Since you mentioned it,
no, you didn't kill her.

But we have a pretty
good idea who did.

Sergeant Laura Dosier.

Apparently, she
was teaching Robin

Curry more than self-defense.

We executed a search
warrant at her house

this morning when we knew
you'd both be occupied.

We found evidence.

Letters, a personal
diary, photographs

that link Robin Curry and Laura
Dosier as longtime lovers.

We also discovered a
locked closet containing

S&M paraphernalia--
gags, restraints,

whips, and sundry sexual toys.

And we have a warrant
for her arrest.

We also found this.

So what?

It's a good night hug.

Yeah, anybody can see that.

Why?

It was taken by
Laura Dosier just hours

before Robin Curry's murder.

We know that you
didn't kill her, Lance.

The love affair had gone bad.

Dosier was desperately
trying to get Robin back.

Then you came into
the picture, wham,

she snapped and killed her.

But since you scared
off the only witness,

we might not be
able to prove that.

I'm going to recommend
that Sergeant Lance be placed

on paid administrative
leave until we

conclude this investigation.

Oh, you got to be kidding me.

Moi?

No, I'm done yet.

I'm also going to recommend
psychological evaluation and

a full personal history review.

So what?

Now I am not only a
lesbian, but I am nuts?

Listen.

Rita, calm down, OK?

Would you two excuse us
just for one minute please?

Just one minute?

I'm on to you, Lance.

I am not going to
take this crap, Captain.

Rita, one of the things you
learn when you get older--

you've got to
manage your stress.

Especially in this business.

Does this have a point?

The point is, you take the
path of least resistance, Rita.

Go home.

Take some time.

Take a vacation.

You come back, this
whole thing is over.

Psych evaluation,
personal review, Captain.

These things do
not just blow away.

Let me work that out for you.

But you gotta trust me.

Lay low.

Give me some room
to help you, please.

I don't know if I can do that.

[tv noise]

[tv shuts off]

[knocking]

Who is it?

Who do you think?

It smells like I got here
not a moment too soon.

I don't remember inviting you.

Well, you didn't have to.

I came to save
you from yourself.

Ah, a little bit of lettuce.

So how much do you know?

Well, the cap pretty much
brought me up to speed.

You know this is no way
to solve your problems.

You know, if they think I'm
going to let a department-issue

shrink show me pictures
of naked ladies

to see if I get turned on--

Everybody thinks that that's
ludicrous, including the cap.

You got any olive oil?

Yeah.

Thank you.

You know, I've been thinking.

I mean, maybe this isn't
the last straw, you know?

I've been thinking
seriously about making

a career change while I'm
still young enough to do it.

Like hell.

What-- who's going
to take care of me?

Hmm?

I'm not going to let
you throw your life away

because a couple of hard
cases gave you a bad time.

You are going to stand up,
and you're going to fight.

Hmm?

Now, you go upstairs,
you get some clothes on,

or you're never going to
see the sandwich again.

Wilcox-- Wilcox
and Steele were the

original primary detectives.

Now, the case was handed over
to I.A.D. and Robin Curry.

Then the bad guys told
the D.A. that the cash

bag was short by 600 grand.

Right.

Money never recovered, and
there's no mention of Robin

as a possible suspect either.

That would be in her S.I.
file, which is blocked.

Robin's personal
log is also blocked.

They cover all the bases.

They sure do.

So Wilcox and Steele just
say Robin stole the money.

There's no way.

She wouldn't do that
in a million years.

I buy it.

I buy it.

You know something?
RITA: Hmm?

Let's pretend.

Let's just say, Wilcox
and Steele saw the money,

and Robin was onto them.

Yeah, they'd want
to get rid of her.

CHRIS: Mm-hmm.

They would do it
in such a way they

could control the
investigation into her murder.

And this whole lesbian murder
scandal guaranteed the case

would get kicked back to
S.I. I mean, these people,

they come in from the outside.

They get the department lost
in this whole lesbian scandal.

Nobody sees how
they're getting set up.

[telephone rings]

Yeah, Lorenzo.

OK, I'll be there.

What?

It's going to be a long night.

They just found Laura Dosier.

She hung herself.

SGT. WILCOX: We're in
control here, Sergeant.

Yeah, the question
is, whose control?

I don't know what
that means, Lance.

But I do know this is the last
place you should be right now.

Suicide?

SGT. WILCOX: Tied up the
rope, used her own handcuffs,

then pressed the down button.

That's how we found her.

RITA: You found her, huh?

SGT. WILCOX: We
came to arrest her

for the murder of Robin Curry.

What, no tell all
suicide note left

conveniently in the typewriter?

We need to talk, woman
to woman, out here.

She said woman to woman.

Make it fast, Lance.

Oh, this will
only take a second.

See, I just think you should
know that you're doing

a bang up job covering up.

It's very tight,
very, very clever.

Oh, is this your
latest conspiracy theory?

Maybe you can sell
it on the talk shows

when your career's finished.

I know you stole the $600,000.

Robin was on to you,
so you took her out.

You devised this whole
lesbian scam to get

control of the investigation.

And I'm pretty damn sure
you hung Sergeant Dosier

from that rafter in there.

You're drowning.

You are grabbing at air.

It's pathetic.

Excuse me, I have work to do.

Listen to me.

I am on to you.

And I am not going to stop
until I see the two of you

on death row.

Got that?

[scoffs]

Excuse me.

What is it?

Uh, listen, I got a
situation here, Freddy.

I'll call you right back.

What do you want, Lance?

The psych evaluation, Captain.

This your idea of helping me?

Don't you come on
like that with me.

I tried to protect you.

I told you to go
home and lay low.

But did you?

Huh?

I couldn't.

Well, I couldn't help.

Oh.

Well, then I guess it's
time for me to help myself.

See, because it's
not going to happen.

There's going to be no
evaluation, no Internal

Affairs elbow deep in my life.

And if this department chooses
to continue with this line

of insanity, I plan to go
public with the biggest

sexual harassment suit
this city has ever seen.

You trying to
blackmail me, Lance?

I am fighting for
my life, Captain.

And for Robin
Curry's reputation.

This department would rather
roll around in dirty laundry

then catch two cop killers.

You're out of line.

I'm out of line?

No, you are out
of line, Captain.

This whole frigging
department is out of line.

There's still a
witness out there.

Her name is Annie
from the Banks Club.

I'm going to go find her.

And I'm taking these two cops
down with or without police

authority.
- Hey.

Hey, Lance!

You just drew a suspension.

I want your gun and your
badge on my desk now.

That's not my only gun.

Lance.

Lance!

Lance!

Get out there and stop her.

She's right, you know.

Right or wrong, she's
a loose cannon right now.

And I can't have her in a
position to harm herself

or any other officer
in this department.

She goes after that
witness, she puts

herself on a direct collision
course with Wilcox and Steele.

Now go!

Go!

Look, I know what
you're going to say.

So just don't say it, all right?

OK.

The Captain sent you
after me, didn't he?

- Yeah.
- To what?

To talk some sense into me?

Tell me I'm flying
off the handle?

Lay low, let nature take its
course, something like that?

Something like that, yeah.

Well, you can just forget it.

I knew that too.

So what's it going to be?

You tell me.

Well, the way I see
it, you have two options.

You can either arrest me,
or you can move on my way.

Uh, you forgot
option number one.

What's that?

We'll talk about
it on the way.

Hey, Sally.

It's you again, huh?

How come you didn't
tell me you were a cop?

Well, that didn't really
come up until just now.

Yeah?

Well, it sure scared
the hell out of Annie.

She hasn't been back since.

Yeah look, Sally, it's really
important that I find her.

I got nothing to say.

Last person you were in here
looking for turned up dead.

Besides, I told those other
cops everything I know.

Was it a dark haired
guy and a blonde woman?

Friends of yours?

Did you tell them
where to find Annie?

I already said, I've
got nothing to say.

Look, do-- I need
your help, Sally.

Did you tell them
where to find Annie?

Why don't you ask them?

The trouble Annie is in
is from those two cops.

And if they get to her before
I do, they may kill her.

Why should I believe you?

Because I am
telling you the truth.

There's a strip along West
7th, down by the airport.

Yeah?

She works there sometimes.

Did you tell that to
the other two cops?

Yeah.

[music playing]

How you doing?

Uh, don't you even think
about parking it here, sweetie.

I parked over on
Union quite a bit.

It ain't you car
I'm talking about.

Look, I'm not planning
on selling, all right?

- Uh-huh.
- I just want to buy.

- Oh, really?
- Yeah.

Uh-huh.

Well, uh, what you
looking to buy, sweetie?

I'm looking for a
little girl named Annie.

She's got brown hair.

She loves to dance.

Well, you can see for
yourself that she ain't around.

Why don't you try back a
little bit later though,

'cause she's a--

hey!

Hey, sugar!

Woo!

All right!

What you need, sugar?

[clears throat]

You know, you scaring away
all my business, sweetie.

You have seen
her, haven't you?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, she was here.

But you know, she got
picked up for a little walk

on the wild side.

But, uh, love is color blind.

Yeah, I heard that.

You know, it's real important
that I find her, all right?

It's a little medical
problem she has.

Uh, how medical do you mean?

We're talking life and death.

I really need to find her.

Look.

All right?

Well, uh, look.

She's got a room over
at the Nightshade Motel.

I'm sure that's
where she's still at.

But, um, don't tell
her I told you, OK?

Thanks.

Yeah.

[gasping]

[choking]

Drop the knife, Steele!

Back off, or I'll
rip out her throat.

I don't think so.

It's going to end right
now, one way or the other.

That's right, Sergeant.

One way or another, it will.

Easy.

Look at it this way, ladies.

Neither one of you
has to die alone.

[grunting]

[grunting]

See, Rita?

You always come
through in the end.

Yeah.
So do you.

Here you go.

It just takes teamwork.

Right, guys?

I'm going to
call an ambulance.

Read this scum the rights.

Woo, doggie!

My favorite part of this job.

You have got the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say
can and will be used

against you in a court of law.

You have the right to
get some different hair.

CHRIS: Yeah!

[applause and cheering]

INSTRUCTOR: OK.

That's it, ladies.

Good job.

Well, congratulations,
Sergeant.

I know you had it in you.

Thanks, Captain.

Actually, I'm a little
surprised to see you here.

Why?

You shouldn't be.

In spite of what you thought,
I've been in your corner

all along.

And I think this department
owes you an apology.

Huh.

Yeah, well, I'm not
ready to hear it.

You ready to hear this?

Wilcox agreed to turn state's
evidence against Steele

for both murders.

So much for honor
among thieves.

Now, it also appears
that Sergeant Dosier stole

Robin Curry's evidence and tried
to blackmail Wilcox and Steele.

However, Robin comes
up clean on all fronts.

She was a good cop.

Yeah, she was.

She's due to be
awarded the medal

for distinguished service.

I'm sure that'll mean
something to somebody.

Listen, anyway, thanks
for coming, both of you.

I appreciate it.

I'm going to go
jump in the shower.

Uh, Rita.

You know, this is pretty
easy against women.

What are you going to do
when it's a big, strong man?

[grunts]

I knew she was
going to do that.

Maybe it's time for you
to requalify, Lorenzo.

Here you go, partner.

[grunts]

Oh.

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