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Goin' a little fast back
there, weren't you, ma'am?

Was I speeding?

Flying low was more like it.

May I see your license
and registration, please?

Uh, sure. You know,
I... I don't live here.

I... I'm sorry.

You know, I... I live in Ojai.

And here's this.

I got a call from my
boss this morning

and he said he was gonna
be in the city for a week

and that he had to
see me right away.

So, I went down to get
my car and it wouldn't start,

and, and, and then I had
to borrow this from my Dad.

Your dad?

Is Jim Elgin your father?

Yeah. Well... Well,
he's my legal guardian.

And anyway, that's
what made me late.

And I could've been rushing,

but I don't really
think I was speeding.

Lady... If I was, I...

Don't waste your
breath and my time.

Would you sign right there
on the line where the X is.

If you wish to pay this
ticket by mail, you can.

If not, I'll see you in court.

Here you are.

Slow down.

Have a nice day.

Have a nice day?

Indeed.

Yes, Mary?

Well, send her in.

Better late than never.

Jaime! You're 20 minutes late.

The traffic that bad out here?

No, it's ridiculous. Hi.

You know, my car broke
down this morning at home,

so I had to borrow
Jim's pickup truck, right?

I tried to make up some time
by hurrying, and I got stopped.

Stopped? For what?

For nothing. That's the point.

I mean, I don't know if there
was one other car on that road.

And I was not going that fast.

But he wouldn't listen
to a thing I had to say.

Who?

Some guy named
Welton. I don't know.

You know, cops can be
so pompous sometimes.

And this guy was so cold.

Jaime, you mean
that you were stopped

by a police officer
and given a ticket?

Yeah. Ten bucks. He
said I was speeding.

Were you, Miss Sommers?

Well it's two or
three miles an hour,

five at the absolute
outside. But...

Jaime, I'd like to introduce you

to Commissioner Hart of the
Santa Regina Police Department.

Really? Oh.

Oh Listen, I'm sorry
if I offended you.

I... I didn't mean
to. I... I just...

Oh, I understand.

And I think you're
gonna get a chance

to understand that police
officer's point of view.

Hmm? How?

Sit down, Commissioner.

Jaime, we have been
receiving some disturbing reports

from one of our agents overseas.

An enemy agent, a woman,

has enrolled in this
city's Police Academy.

It's an idea I've just started.

We're training women to be
street officers, instead of file clerks.

Well, that's encouraging.

But why would a foreign
agent want to do that?

I mean, can't they
afford to train them

in their own country anymore?

Don't make light
of it. It's serious.

There have been vague
references to this city

in espionage messages
that we've received

and intercepted through the OSI.

Now, we think something
big is gonna happen in this city.

We don't know where or when,

we just know that this
woman might be the key to it.

We don't know who she is, who
she works for, or what her mission is.

Normally, my Bureau of
Internal Affairs would handle it.

But we're not sure
who's involved.

It could be others in the force.

I wouldn't call you if
we didn't need you.

What do you want me to do?

I want you to find out who
she is, what she's doing,

and why she's in
the Police Academy.

I want you to enroll
in the Police Academy.

Become a cadet?

Oscar, do you know
how long it takes

to go through one
of those programs?

I've already arranged for a
substitute teacher at the base school.

Besides, you'll look
great in a uniform.

Bennett, Caldwell,

Harris, Kelly,

Lewis, Mingus,

Murray, Parker,

Rosia... Rosig...

Rosignano.

Samuelson, Silver,

Smith, Sommer,

Vasquez, Warner.

Glad you all could make it.

You ready, Sergeant? Yeah.

Okay, go.

The first thing we're
gonna teach you is how

to keep your eyes
open during a crime.

What are you staring at?

Welcome to the Police Academy.

You've just had
your first examination.

Sit down.

If those had been real bullets,

you would be well on your way

to Saint Peter's
Pearlies now or worse.

You got a lot to learn.

Where did you folks get
your training? In the Army?

Yeah.

What about you two?

Good reflexes, I guess.

Sheer terror.

Can any one of you tell me
what the gunman looked like?

What the gunman was wearing?

He was about 6 feet, 170 pounds,

wearing a ski mask,
a denim jacket, pants,

and shirt with white pearl
buttons down the front.

No belt. And black shoes.

Welton? Partnow?

Hey, she was right.

Look at that. Right
on the money.

Now if the rest of you
ladies and gentlemen

can train yourselves
to be that observant,

perhaps we can find a
spot for you on patrol.

As most of you know,
this is the first class

to accept women for work
as regular street officers

motorcycle duty, walking
beats, that sort of thing.

Personally, I'm a bit skeptical,

but I'm willing
to give it a try.

To assist me with the teaching,

I have brought in two
officers from the Fifth Precinct.

Officers Herb Partnow
and Bob Welton.

Both men are fine
officers and fine gentlemen.

I want to go over the rest
of the schedule with you

before showing
you to your dorms.

In a half hour we'll
meet out in the field

and go through
an obstacle course.

Hi. Are you Jaime?

Yeah. You're Arleen Smith?

One and the same.
Guess we're roomies.

Guess so.

Hey, I hope you didn't overpack.

These dressers must've
been made for Munchkins.

Oh, yeah? Oh.

You know, you were
pretty impressive

in that classroom today, kid.

Oh, thanks.

Hey! How about this on the wall?

"Rinja Gabrin"?

The mother of world peace.

How does it look?

Oh. It's a little...
It's kind of...

Oh. A little overbearing.

Yeah.

Maybe on the door.

Are you a Gabrin groupie?

Not really.

She's more of an
inspiration than an idol.

You know, I figure
if she can make it

in the man's world of politics,

I can make it in the
man's world of police work.

Here, here.

Where'd you
learn all that stuff?

What stuff?

You know, diving under the desk

and all that stuff you
did in class today.

Oh. My dad was in the service.

Yeah. I was an Army brat.

I see.

What, did he take you
on maneuvers with him?

Hey, look, it's just
something you pick up

when you're around it, you know?

Come on, I'll... I'll
help you unpack.

We've got 10 minutes to
be out on the field, huh?

All right.

Welcome to the obstacle course.

And the obstacle
course is gonna tell us

what kind of shape you're in.

Now some of you ladies may
only want to do half the course.

Don't let that embarrass you.

This course was
designed for men.

Why, that conceited...

We'll show him.

All right. Line up
behind the walk line.

You'll start in 15 second
intervals, two at a time.

See you at the finish line.

Mingus! Cooper! Go.

That's it, Cooper. Come
on, Mingus. Catch him.

Murray! Parker! Go.

Rosignano! Samuelson!

Parker's gonna be sore tonight.

Skinned knees, too.

That's it, Rosignano. Pull.

Lewis isn't bad.

Let's see how she
pushes the car.

Silvers! Smith!

All right, Smith. Good hustle.

We got Mingus at 1:45.

Parker's had enough.

Figured.

Smith is really cooking.

4.6. She's pretty good.

She's better than most of the
guys. You know that, don't you?

Yeah, but she's just
one in a hundred.

Now, you see this skinny
blonde over there about to start?

Bet you ten bucks she
doesn't make it to the finish line.

All right. You got a deal.

You got a deal.

Okay, Officer Welton, here's
where I get even for that traffic ticket.

Sommers!

Look at that girl go.

I think you owe me 10.

Cool it with the bionics, Jaime.

Hate to take your money, Bob,

but that's one of the
fastest times today.

Mmm-hmm.

There you go.

Ten bucks for ten bucks.

Ten bucks for... How'd
she know about that?

You know, I think these
women are gonna surprise us.

How's it going out there, Jaime?

Any leads on our mystery lady?

Not yet, Oscar. But I think
I know the girls well enough

to give you an opinion.

Shoot.

Well, Lewis is a nice
lady, and pretty athletic,

but not the agent type.

She could be the
woman, but I doubt it.

Rosignano is quiet,
keeps to herself

and does very well in the
classroom. So she's a maybe.

Kelly is a real grouch.

The complainer of the
group. And one tough cookie.

I say she's a good possibility.

Then there's
Parker. Poor Parker.

She's really a doll.

All the girls love her, but
she's hopelessly uncoordinated,

a disaster on the firing range,

and at the rock
bottom of the class.

I think we can leave her
off the list of possibilities.

Anyone else?

Yeah, there's Smith.
Now, she's got my vote.

Why? What singles her out?

Oscar, she is
good at everything.

Like she's been through
all this training before.

Like an agent, huh?

Yeah. Like an agent.

Her name is Arleen Smith.
Now could you go over her file?

The first thing we did, Jaime,

when we intercepted the
message about a female agent

was to pull all the cadet files.

They all checked out.

Well, I mean, maybe
you missed something.

Well, maybe we did. I'll
be happy to check it again.

If the computer
isn't overloaded,

I'll get back to you
in about an hour.

Okay.

Get me Research. I
need another computer run

on the new cadets of the
Santa Regina Police Academy.

We're looking for
an Arleen Smith

A-R-L-double E-N
S-M-I-T-H. Smith.

Hello?

Jaime?

Yes. Did you get it?

It doesn't look good
for your roommate.

Why? What is it?

I just don't know how
we missed it the first time.

We must've skipped
over it entirely.

There's no such
person as Arleen Smith.

Nothing checks out.

We can't be certain.

We don't know whether that's
the woman we're looking for or not.

Let's just sit tight, Jaime.
Keep an eye on her.

If she makes a
move, we'll know then.

Kinda late to be on the
phone, isn't it, Sommers?

You're supposed
to be in your room.

It's time to lock up the shop.

Well, I had to call the
garage about my car.

Your car?

Yes, I've been havin'
some trouble with it recently.

It's driving me crazy.

What garage is open
at 1:00 in the morning?

The one that
stays open all night.

Clever.

Go to bed, Sommers.

You're going to need all the
sleep you can get tomorrow.

Arleen...

I want to see the crate

before they lock
it into the truck.

Sure.

You know, it's amazing the way

you can fall in and out
of that American accent.

Like you were born here.

It took years of
training, Partnow.

Any word from Jetton?

Yes, he'll do it. But
he wants more money.

Then give it to him.
Whatever he wants.

Anything else?

Yes. I caught the Sommers girl

on the phone a few minutes ago.

She gave me some lame
excuse about having her car fixed.

Sommers.

She was slipped into the
academy at the last minute.

That's right.

You saw how she handled
herself on the obstacle course.

Yes. She's also been doing very
well in the classroom situations.

Maybe there's something there.

See if our people
have anything on her.

Open it up.

Good.

We acquire what we need
gradually, crate by crate,

and no one will be the wiser.

Lock it up. Let's
get out of here.

Hi.

Hi.

Do you know it's
3:00 in the morning?

Yeah. I couldn't sleep.

Hmm. Where'd you go?

For a walk.

Where?

Around.

Just around?

Yeah, around. Around the campus.

What is this? The
Spanish Inquisition?

I mean, what
difference does it make?

I went for a walk. So what?

Hey!

What's goin' on in there?

Hi. Nothing.

Sommers is trying
to play mother hen.

Yeah? Listen, would
you guys hold it down?

Maybe you guys at
the top of the class

can afford to fool
around, but I can't.

I need all the sleep I can get.

Sorry, Parker.

It's okay.

I don't think I'm really
cut out for this kinda stuff.

Good night. Good night.

Good night.

Now punch it.

Come on, Sommers!

You're dogging it.

I want you to punch
it through here.

Okay. Hit it.

Hit it!

Back off now! Brake it.

Brake it.

Okay, hit it,
Sommers. Now hit it!

You said brake it!

Before the turn. All right,
now just shut up and drive!

Faster.

I can't go faster. Floor it!

Now brake! Turn! And punch it!

Okay, get ready. Brake! Turn!

And punch it!

Well, your sloppy driving just
killed a mother and her two children

back there at the turn.

I hope you're proud of yourself.

Off it, will you?

You were riding me all the way.

Riding you?

If you can't take the
pressure in a parking lot, babe,

you better forget the street.

How'd she do?

Not too hot.

Missed the last four turns,

and didn't like
my tone of voice.

Hey, Jaime... Don't feel so bad.

I killed four old
ladies, seven kids,

and an alley cat on my last run.

So, come on, chin up.

Okay? Thank you.

What's happening, Jaime?

Oh, I'm beat.

You know, being a student is
just as tough as being a teacher.

Anything from the computer?

We've been cross-checking
Smith's file looking for an alias,

but we haven't
come up with a thing.

Anything on your end?

Nothing concrete. But
Oscar, it's gotta be her.

She's in better shape
than most of the men.

And she's a whiz
in the classroom.

It's like she knows the answers

before the questions
are even asked.

Is she that much better
than the rest of you?

Well, we're all improving.

Welton's even stopped making
fun of us at the firing range.

His pointers are pretty good,

so our scores
are getting higher.

But Arleen's been good
from the very beginning.

Pretty good with a gun, huh?

Pretty good? She's a
regular Annie Oakley.

This girl shoots the bulls'
eyes right out of the target.

She never misses.

But Jaime, that's
not enough for us to...

Wait a minute. I'm not through.

Lately she's been
sneaking out at night.

Now, I don't know where
she goes or what she does,

but the next time Smith
goes for a midnight stroll,

she's gonna have some company.

What are you doing?

Were you following me?

Look, I haven't been able to make
a move without you watching me.

He sent you, didn't he?

Didn't he?

He knows I'm here.

Who is he? What
are you talking about?

Oh, come on. Don't give
me that. You're undercover.

Ooh. Sometimes I
could just kill my father.

Your father?

Jaime, I had the night
team run another check.

You're right.

The name on the
file is Arleen Smith.

But the fingerprints tell
us that it's Arleen Hart.

The police
commissioner's daughter.

Told you.

I'm glad.

Okay, Oscar, it looks like
we're back on first base again.

I'll just have to
call you tomorrow.

At a reasonable time, please?

Hey, being reasonable
is not in my contract. Bye.

Good-bye, babe.

Why didn't you
tell me this before?

I don't want anyone to know.

It might get back to Dad.

You mean, he doesn't
know you're here?

Of course not.

After Mom died, dad
raised me as a tomboy.

He taught me how
to ride a motorcycle,

to use a gun, all
that kinda stuff.

Everything was
great until I turned 16.

That's when the
commissioner revealed himself

as a supreme chauvinist.

All of a sudden, he
sends me to Connecticut

to a boarding school to
learn how to become a lady.

How long were you there?

Ten years.

In a boarding school?

College, Grad School,

and an unbearable job as a
research assistant in a law firm.

I hated it, but I didn't
want to disappoint Dad.

Yeah. You know, it took me
ten years to stand up to him

and tell him I
wanted to be a cop.

He hit the ceiling.

And he wouldn't even talk to
the recruiting investigators for me.

Wait a minute. Isn't
your father the one

who started this whole lady
patrolman thing in the first place?

Right. It's okay for other
girls, but not his daughter.

So, I enrolled on my
own behind his back.

Well, it definitely
explains a lot of things.

Now, wait, wait, wait. The
forged files? How'd you do that?

Oh. I've got a few friends
in the records department.

They helped me out.

As a matter of fact,
they even pulled my file

when someone was investigating
them before classes started.

I thought it was my father.

It wasn't. That was Oscar.

All these midnights
walks, they were for...

Munchies. Munchies.

Terrific.

Arleen, I am sorry
if I've upset you.

No. Hey, listen, call
me Arly and it's okay.

But if you even breathe a
word of this to my father...

I promise.

Now, you're gonna tell me what you
are doing here, and who this Oscar is?

On the way back to the dorm.

You muncho.

Now, you may not believe this,

but there's a foreign
agent at the academy.

A foreign agent?

What does that make
you, a domestic one?

Very good. Where was I?

Anyway, we know
she's one of the cadets,

but we don't know who she is

or exactly why she's here.

Did you have any trouble?

No.

Jetton made sure his squad
cars were on the other side of town.

The uniforms are perfect.

Just what we need.

And how are our squad
cars coming along?

We'll have them ready
by tomorrow morning.

Anything else?

Yes, some bad news.

The report came in on Sommers.

Our people believe she's
connected with the OSI.

This is too important
to take the risk

of one woman getting in the way.

We can't allow her
to live until graduation.

Now, the first thing
you will do each morning

is to attend a
precinct roll-call.

It serves as a briefing
for the upcoming watch.

For instance, today's
morning watch briefing

includes an alert
for a tall mugger,

dark hair, wearing a tan
jacket and a blue shirt.

He's Caucasian, 35 years
old, 5'11", 180 pounds.

He's been hitting up little old
ladies in the Garment District.

There's a general watch
for four white sedans

stolen off a new car lot at
51st and Morrow last night.

This last item I
take personally.

A laundry was ripped
off in the Fifth Precinct.

Guess who was the victim.

I'd like to be around when
the poor crook finds out

that he's ripped off a
bunch of police uniforms.

Now, this is about it.

Tomorrow we go to the movie lot

for your final stress
situation testing.

We will use the tinseltown lot

to recreate situations that you
might encounter while on the beat.

It will not make or
break most of you.

But for those at the
bottom of the class,

well, I am very much afraid

that it could be
your last chance.

I know I speak for
Welton and Partnow

when I say that you
have been fine cadets.

We are proud of you. Good luck.

You are dismissed.

This is the police.

Step slowly out of the car

with your hands
behind your head.

Now!

You just killed a man for
holding a wrench, Parker!

How do you feel about that?

I thought...

Well, it looked like a
gun. I thought it was.

I'm sorry.

I don't think she can
cut it on the street, Herb.

I'll have a talk with her.

All right.

Bob, set up for the next team.

I want to talk to you.

Arly, this thing could
get really dangerous.

And I don't know
if Oscar will let me.

Look, if I could just
help you solve this thing,

it'd prove to my dad
I'd make a good cop.

I mean, he'd have
to believe in me.

Please, Jaime.

I think if I said no, it wouldn't
make any difference anyway.

You're right.

Look, maybe you
can get a desk job.

How?

Uh-oh. First casualty.

I can't even type.

I can't do anything right.

That's not true, Parker.

I'll tell you what,

I'll talk to my captain,

see if we have an opening
for you at the precinct office.

All right?

Oh, she didn't make it.

How do you know?

Doesn't take a genius, Lewis.

I'm amazed Parker
made it this far.

Well, now, be nice.
At least she tried.

Well, I'm gonna leave it to you
bleeding hearts to give her the pep talk.

Smith! Sommers! You're up!

Now, you sure that you girls
want to go through with this?

Will you knock it off?

Look, Sommers, I
just want you to know

that I'm not gonna go easy on
you because you're a woman.

It's gonna be rough.

Just drive your car.

Ready on your end?

Okay. Let the tape roll.

This is the police!

Step slowly out of your car

with your hands above your head.

Now!

Freeze!

Drop the wrench!

Put your hands on
the roof of the car.

Spread your legs.

Jaime, up there!

Are you all right?

Yeah. Okay.

And if it wasn't for Arly,

I wouldn't even be here, Oscar.

Are you positive it
wasn't an accident?

Well, I can't be, but Arly is.

She said she saw somebody
up there and it was a woman.

Is she sure?

Oscar, if Arly said she saw
it believe me, she saw it.

They're on to us
and we're in the dark.

Do you have any idea
who that woman is yet?

No, not yet.

But the field is
definitely narrowing.

That's not good enough.

Jaime, listen, I'm coming
to the West Coast tonight.

Something else has come up.

Keep a low profile. I'll
call you when I get in.

You hear?

Yeah, I hear you. Okay.
See you soon. Bye-bye.

Let's go say bye.

Oh, the farewell committee.

Yeah. Let me help you. I'm fine.

Well, kiddo...

Hey, listen, are you okay?

Yeah. Parker, you're leaving?

It's probably for the best.

Partnow's got me a job as a
file clerk at the Fifth Precinct.

So, maybe I'll be
seeing you guys around.

You got it. We'll
come to see you.

Yeah. I gotta go.

Bye. Bye.

Bye.

She's such a sweet kid.

Yeah.

The job at the
precinct is all set.

You start tomorrow.

We fooled them, Partnow.

Everything is working perfectly.

In a little over a week,
we get Rinja Gabrin.

That's it. Put it right there.

Make sure you
center it on the door.

Do you think they could
pass for squad cars, Captain?

All it needs is the
Fifth Precinct decal.

Did my requisition slip work?

Partnow's at the academy
warehouse now picking them up.

Otherwise perfect.

There is no way that
anybody is gonna be able

to tell it from one of my own.

All right.

Now, who was on the
back street of that studio

when we were taking that test?

Mmm. Everyone.

Rosignano had just
come back with Parker

and Kelly and Lewis
were waiting for their turn.

So, it could've been
any one of them.

Mmm-hmm.

Well, my money's on Kelly.

Did you ever notice that
mood ring she wears?

It's always black.

Come on.

Listen, what about the
nights you snuck out?

I was hungry.

Well, that's the
story of your life.

But I mean, did you
see anything strange,

or unusual, out of place,
when you were there?

Uh-uh.

Wait a sec.

I did see a delivery
truck a couple of times.

Yeah. I thought
it was kinda funny

delivering something
that late at night.

A delivery truck. I saw it, too.

It was a red one?

Hmm. Yeah, red.

It was a late model,
one ton step-van.

I think the license was...

U-9-9-5-6-6.

Yeah. Something like that.

I thought it was kinda strange.

I think you're kinda strange.

Huh?

Can you call your police friends

and then have them
check out that registration?

You got it.

That's it. That's the truck.

Think we've got something.
Those were stolen plates.

Jaime?

Okay, guys. Where are we goin'?

Somebody's on our tail.

Unless I'm goin' blind,
that's Sommers behind us.

This is Big Red, Little
Mama. Do you read?

Got you, Big Red. Go ahead.

I'm afraid we've got company.

He's sure it's Sommers?

Positive. And she's
driving a white pickup.

Tell him to keep driving
around the industrial area.

I think it's time to put our
new little force to the test.

Okay, Big Red. Little Mama's
sending out a couple of her boys.

We'll pick you up at the
corner of Fourth and Arizona.

Got you, Mama.

Don't let her get
too far behind, Jack.

Right.

Come on. Don't just drive
around. Do something, will you?

This is the corner.

And there's our man.

Okay, Big Red. I'm on her tail.

Proceed to Hobart and 9th.

We'll get Sommers there.

Aw, come on. I don't
want another ticket!

Hobart and 9th, coming up.

She's taking the corner now.

Car Two, getting
ready to cut her off.

Here we come.

Car two. On the way in.

Will you stop talking about
my men like they're criminals?

Now, I checked with the
Fifth Precinct about those cars

and Captain Jetton told me they'd
just been called on an emergency.

It was your duty as a motorist

to get the heck
out of their way.

They didn't give me a chance

to get the heck
out of their way!

And what about those lights
that fell on me at the studio?

It could've been an accident.

I don't agree with you, Sam.

I... I'm sorry, Oscar.

Jaime, I guess I'm
being overly defensive.

It's just hard to believe

that something you've
spent your whole life

to build up could be
suddenly corrupted.

What do you want from me?

Sam, I think we're getting
close to their woman agent.

That's why we're having
all these accidents.

I'd be crazy to take
her off the mission now.

Now this is what
I want you to do.

I want you to let her graduate
at the academy tomorrow

and be assigned
to the Fifth Precinct.

That's where she
saw the delivery truck,

and that's where she
was run off the road.

I want her to go out
on the streets as a cop.

The streets, huh?

It's the only way.

Kelly!

Congratulations.

Lewis!

Mingus! Congratulations.

Rosignano!

Do you think he'll recognize me?

With that hair? Are you kidding?

Pull your hat down
over your eyes.

That's good. Now
just talk funny.

Samuelson!

Good luck, Samuelson.
Thank you, sir.

Smith!

Here goes.

Good luck.

Congratulations, Smith. I understand
you're our top woman cadet.

And fourth in the
class overall, sir.

It only goes to prove
what I've always said.

You don't have to be a man
to be a good police officer.

Good work.

You're a credit to the program.

Thank you, sir.

Sommers!

Good luck, Sommers.

I hope Goldman knows
what he's getting you into.

I hope so too, sir.

Congratulations, Sommers.
I'm glad you made it.

Thank you.

Look, about the other
day. It was a nice tackle.

So?

Oh, come on. You
probably saved my life.

You're welcome.

Sure.

Thanks.

Vasquez!

Warner!

They've assigned
her to my precinct.

How do you know?

Just got the list.

They're onto something.

Maybe. But it
doesn't really matter.

Jaime Sommers isn't going
to last two days on the job.