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So you made the bust?

I had to, Joe. The whole
thing went sideways, man.

Okay, so what happened?

Nash is out undercover
as Teddy Malone.

He's out with the Zimmels
here, drinking all night,

waiting to meet their meth
distributors. Oh, yeah?

When all of a sudden, Ursis
Zimmel, who's completely paranoid,

probably from sampling
too much of her own product,

gets some kind of blind hunch,

and she spikes
Nash's drink, man.

She doses him. With meth?

No. I think it was acid.

I found ten tabs of four-way
Window Pane in her jeans.

Oh, boy. Okay,
then what happened?

Well, I see all this from
the van, I can't warn Nash,

he drinks, I freak out, I
figure we got to move in.

So, where's Nash now?

What-What happened to him?

Well, you win some,
you lose some.

Some are rained out,
some a typhoon hits.

I'd call this one a
kiss-your-sister draw.

Boss, I made a judgment call.

Eh, eh, eh, don't
worry about it, Harve.

Don't be hard on yourself.

These bozos are
like cockroaches.

You chase 'em, and
you stomp on 'em,

and here they come again, all...

They just keep coming
back for more, you know?

Oh. That's my...

Phone. Yeah. I got it.

Hello? It's Harvey's
phone. It's Harvey's phone.

Hello? Harvey's phone.

Hello. Hi.

Hello? Harvey's phone.

Oh. They must have hung up.

Uh, you okay, bubba?

Yeah. I feel fine.

I heard you got dosed.

No.

I feel fine.

Oh, you got on your
nice, new suit. Yeah.

Look at how pretty that is.

Hey, look, did you,
uh, forget that, uh...

Nice color.

The mayor's bringing
by Geraldo Rivera today?

Of course I remember!

When is that?

Any second now.

Today? Yeah.

Ah... Here they come now.

Probably bad timing, but...

Uh, why don't you
let me do the talking?

I wouldn't think
of it any other way.

Mr. Mayor! Nash Bridges!

How are you?

As I live and breathe.

How are you?

Geraldo, meet
Inspector Nash Bridges

and his partner, Joe Dominguez.

Geraldo. Great to meet you.

These are the two police
inspectors that I told you about.

Is that so?

Hey, I've seen your show!

It's cool. Yeah.

Oh, thanks.

Let me introduce my producer.

This is Jill Sutton.

You're a producer? JILL: Yes.

I'm a consumer.

Let me tell you,

there are no two better

dudes to talk to
than these two guys.

Oh, so they're gonna
do the interview, then?

Oh, I'm certain
they'll do the interview.

You guys will do
a brief interview

for the good of
the city, won't you?

You know, Mayor, uh, uh, uh,

Nash has been working
undercover on a case, you know.

I'm doing a show about the city

of San Francisco under the
leadership of Mayor Brown,

and as part of that, I'd like

to get a feel for what it's
like to be a cop in this city.

You guys, I understand,
have some great tales to tell,

and my audience
would love to hear 'em.

W-Wait! Wait! Wait!

I'd appreciate it if you would.

I, I... Sure. I
think it'll be fine.

Wait.

Are we gonna have
our faces, uh...?

You know, that, uh,
fu... where that fuzzy...

uh, scrambled?

You will never look better.

Great. Great.

I'm grateful. All
right, Geraldo,

we're out of here. RIVERA:
Terrific. Terrific, Mr. Mayor.

All right, see you guys.

Yeah, all right.

What are we doing? Uh, what?

Oh, man.

All right, well, okay,
bubba, we're fine.

We got this wired. No
problem. Are you...?

We'll just do this thing,
and we'll be ready to go.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

I'm okay. I'm okay.

Yup.

Yup. I'm okay.

I... I am fine.

I'm-I'm just a little goofy.

I am not drugged, okay?

Nashman, you are lubed, dude.

All right, what is it gonna take

to prove to you bubbas
that you're wrong?

Boss, can you count backwards
from a hundred by sevens?

How about you count backwards?

A hundred, 93...

It's a bad test.

See there? Whoa.

Does anyone not feel their
lower extremities besides me?

Look, we should...

Ah, never mind. Forget it.

I'm going back to work.

I think I can help.

Okay, bubba.

Just sit down here.

I know. Not so loud.

Ow.

That gonna move?
No, no. You're fine.

All right. Just stay right here.

Don't go anywhere.
I'll be right back.

Got it.

All right, Harve, how
you gonna fix this?

Chemistry minor
from Berkeley, baby.

This kind of stuff is
our bread and butter.

Okay. Well, do it, and
do it fast. You got it.

The guy is Eddie Green.

He's a clerk over at

Buzzy's 24-Hour
Food and Liquor Mart.

He's also a street performer.

I think you know him.

She is Shelly Vernon.

Now, at about noon, Shelly
comes into Buzzy's with her

boyfriend.

The boyfriend pulls a gun
and tries to rob the place,

but Eddie's got a
gun under the counter.

He shoots and kills the
boyfriend in self-defense.

You know, our homicide guys

are at that big
conference in Sacramento,

so they gave us the case.

The dead boyfriend's
name is, uh, Dylan Goss.

He has a couple of
two-bit priors, but no

open warrants.

Uh, Shelly claims
that she had no idea

that Dylan was going
to pull the robbery.

Yeah.

And we buy it, 'cause she
was pretty shaken up at the time,

and the preliminary forensics...

It all backs up both
of their accounts.

And we're gonna get statements,

um, you know, later.

Yeah. Ab-Ab-Absolutely.

Uh, we'll set 'em
up individually

and get their statements.

Right. Right.

Are we forgetting
something here? Is...

What?

Did either of you see that
PBS special on whales?

You know, the killer whales?

The ones they put in
the amusement parks?

It's terrible what those
poor animals go through.

Oh, could you come over here?

Uh... Bye!

Listen, uh, why don't you
guys take these two back

to interrogation?

Uh, Michelle, you and
I'll run the statements.

And why don't you go
work with Harve, okay?

Okay. What's-What's
up with Nash?

He was working
undercover last night.

He was out drinking
with this biker couple.

And they got suspicious,

and they-they dosed him with
some psychedelic nonsense.

It's not funny.

Stay with him, okay?
Come on. Okay.

Evan, be part of the solution.

We need some kelp here.

Sorry. Uh, what kind
of help do you need?

K-K-K-Kelp.

Kelp. You know, on
the shore. Over there.

Kelp? Yeah.

Okay. Cool. Cool.

I got it. That's great.

So, we were going
to my mom's house,

buy some cigarettes, and
we stopped off at Buzzy's.

And I wanted to get a soda

out of the refrigerator
case while I was there.

I heard Dylan shout,

"Give me your money!"

And I turned around, and I
saw that he had a gun out,

and, uh, I had no idea,

but...

The clerk?

Yeah. The clerk wasn't
gonna get robbed, so,

Dylan shot first, and the
clerk dodged to the left,

and he missed, and
the clerk shot Dylan.

And that was it.

So why'd he do it?

Dylan was always
trying to get the easy way,

especially when
it came to money.

Well, if you could just write
down what you just told us,

we could get you out of
here as soon as possible.

Oh.

Oh, this is a nice boat.

Hang in there, boss.

Cavalry's coming. Perfect.

Oh, Harve, girl,
you're a great cop.

Got a beautiful soul.

Likewise.

Oh, that stuff is vile!

Shh!

Oh, no, that wasn't you.

Okay, boss. Huh?

Drink that.

What is it?

Special shake, man.
Make you feel better.

Mm. Smells fresh.

Oceany.

Mmm! One word... yum!

He shot first, man.

I had little or no choice.

Okay, why don't you just
start at the beginning, okay?

Okay. I was fixing a
burrito... Green chili.

The red ones really

blow, which is weird,

'cause they're made by the same

company, you know?

Not that far back.

Okay.

I-I was adding some blue
stuff to the Icee machine.

How about when Shelly and
Dylan walked into the store?

Okay. The-The chick.

The chick went to the soda case.

The dude

was pacing around,

looking very tense.

That got my radar
up, and suddenly,

he whips out a gun and
yells, "Give me your money!"

Okay, so then I pull

my gun out from
behind the counter.

He shoots first, I
dodge to the left,

and he misses.

And then I

shot him.

Can I go now?

Write it down.

So, what's next?

We, uh, pass it to the D.A.,

they rule it justifiable?

Pretty straightforward.

Did you notice their statements?

They matched.

Yeah. A little too closely.

I mean, they said almost
exactly the same thing.

"He shot first, I
dodged to the left."

So?

So see what else you can dig up.

Surveillance, eyewitnesses,
uh, CSU reports.

All right. All right.

That doesn't bother you?

Hmm? Oh, no.

I mean, I've seen worse.

Oh, I'm not feeling too perky.

You're doing great, boss.

A little Technicolor
yawn is all.

That's it.

What'd you do to him, Harve?

Well, first we rehydrate,
then we flush the system.

Doesn't look like he
absorbed too much of the acid.

Oh, great, but,
uh, as you can tell,

the equipment's
almost all set up,

and I hear Geraldo's on
his way back right now.

Joseph, trust me.

I'm gonna give him a little
something to knock him out.

He'll have a half-hour
nap, be good as new.

All right, we got to
slow this boat down.

All right, brother man.

Slow that right down.

Here we go. Come on, this way.

Whoo, baby! This-a-way.

Okay, bubba, you
can just rest right here.

Oh, that's a good idea.

All right. Whoo.

Listen, tell Geraldo I said

good night. You got it.

Well, what do we have here?

Well, what do we got here?

Hello, honey.

Hey, uh, honey, why don't you
just mind your own business?

Okay? People are my business.

Ah, leave her alone. She
knows what she's doing.

Yeah, c'mon. Nash... Yeah. Uh.

Take these.

Yeah.

Okay.

Okay.

I'm gonna just lay down here.

Make everybody go away.

And, uh, could you close
those blinds over there for me?

Uh, no problem.

Half an hour, huh?

Guaranteed. Okay.

Leave him alone.

Whoo!

That back deck with
the view of Alcatraz...

It's perfect. I'm
really excited.

Uh, where's your partner?

Oh, he's around here
someplace. Okay.

I've gotta call New
York, hair and makeup.

I'd say we're about
30 minutes away.

Oh, great. It'll
time out perfectly.

Okay. Good.

Hey.

Hey, yourself.

Had a good time last night.

Yeah. Me, too.

So why did we break up, exactly?

I think you were dating
three other women at the time.

I wasn't dating three
other women at the time.

I mean, besides, did you notice

I didn't even ask you to
go home with me last night?

I noticed.

See, I've-I've changed a little.

Should I have?

Nope.

I gotta get back to work.

Yeah, you do that.

What's the story there?

I dated her in Chicago.

So, how's Nash doing?

Um, unclear.

Really?

Well, if-if you need
me to step in, you know,

I'm-I'm, like, ready.

Yeah, that's a good one.

Okay, ladies. Road trip.

What's going on?

We're your ride to
the city jail, darlin'.

You get held there
until your arraignment.

Oh, man. This sucks.

Grab the drunk in
the other cell, too.

All right, pal. Come on,
let's go. Up and at 'em.

Come on.

Maybe he went home. No.

The 'Cuda's still here, man.

What happened to the
hookers in the other cell?

They were taken to City lockup.

The paddy wagon made a sweep?

Are you telling me that
Nash is in the paddy wagon?

Oh, no.

Hey.

What're you doing?

I didn't know if you
wanted those shoes.

I do. Back off.

Meathead.

I just talked to my
buddy at City Jail,

and he said that Nash and the
paddy wagon should be somewhere

between here and here,
which is the Potrero Hill Station,

and their radio is down.

Oh, that's perfect.

It's the apocalypse,
that's what it is.

Inspector Dominguez? Hi. Huh?

Geraldo's ready. Um,
where's your partner?

Uh, he's, uh, tied up right now.

Okay, well, we need to start.

Okay, well,

we'll get him there
as soon as we can.

All right, we're on a
schedule, and Geraldo's ready.

So do you think we
can start with you?

Um... sure.

Okay.

I'll be right there. Great.

Find Nash right now.

Yeah. Yeah.

Hi, everybody. We're
coming to you live

from the city of San Francisco.

I'm standing on the fantail
of the historic vessel Eureka,

once the world's
largest passenger ferry,

the Eureka is now home to
the Special Investigations Unit

of the San Francisco
Police Department.

And joining me here today
is Inspector Joe Dominguez.

Joe is a highly-
decorated veteran,

and he's one of
this city's top cops.

Inspector, it would seem to me

that in this relatively
idyllic setting,

with Alcatraz there
off your shoulder,

Fisherman's Wharf
just a few feet away,

that it would be
easy for you to forget

that you're in the business
of law enforcement.

Yeah, well, this
is our business.

You've been on the
job, what, 20-odd years?

Uh, 22 in September.

How has it changed

since the days when
you were a rookie?

Well, uh, the bad guys
have gotten younger.

Just how dangerous
are these streets

of San Francisco?

They're dangerous.

Uh, we have our moments.

Joe, I'll push it!

I got the alley!

Get out of the way!

Police! Get out of the way!

Get out of the way! Police!

Oh, I got him!

I got him! I got him!

Wow.

Police! Freeze! Freeze! Police!

Down!

That's it! You gotta
take me home!

Well, we're a little
busy right now.

Remain very... very still.

So, you know what, Joe? What?

Run!

Go! Go! Go!

Man, this dog is
seriously pissed off.

Joe?! Huh?

Sid! You!

Get off... get off
me, you whale!

You son of a bitch!

Sid! I got a rule!

Anybody I have to chase

more than 50 yards
gets an ass whoopin'!

Joe? What?

Flashbang. What?

Flashbang!

Let's go! DOMINGUEZ: Oh, hell!

Now, just out of curiosity,

did you have anything
to do with this?

Uh, which part?

Oh, I don't know.
How about the part

where I wake up
in the paddy wagon

and the guy's trying
to steal my shoes?

That happened?

Oh, only to be surpassed

by the guy that threw up on 'em.

He's back. I love that attitude.

Uh, he didn't barf on your new

two-tone ones, did he?

Shelly Vernon's

and Eddie Green's statements.

Oh, boy.

Uh... the shooting
at Buzzy's, right?

Yeah.

Joe had us run down
the video surveillance,

of which there is none.

And also, here
are the CSU reports

which are consistent
with the statements.

What's your concern here, Bubba?

I dunno, Nashman.
I mean, check out,

uh, the statements. I
mean, they're exactly alike,

word for word, you know, and...

I just got a hunch.

About our Eddie?

Yeah.

I think he's lying.

Huh.

They know each other?

Who, Eddie and the girl? Mm-hmm.

No.

She said that was the first time

she'd been in
Buzzy's in six months.

Did you see that?

He got her a cup of coffee.

No.

He fixed her a cup of coffee.

Evan,

you and Michelle
find out what's goin' on

with Eddie and this girl.

Man, if they snowed
us, I'll find out.

Eddie's not smart enough

to pull off something
like this, is he?

No. She's the smart one,

and they haven't
pulled off anything yet.

You did get me out
of that interview, right?

Uh... huh? Right?

I...

we should talk.

One and go.

Welcome back,
ladies and gentlemen.

We're joined now by
Acting Lieutenant of the SIU,

Inspector Nash Bridges.

Inspector, welcome aboard.

Uh, thanks.

Now, I understand, uh,

you have the job of
policing Mayor Brown's city.

You've just come back

from an undercover operation

in which someone
slipped you a Mickey?!

Now, I thought
that was the stuff

of detective novels.

Uh, that's, uh, an ongoing case,

and I'm not at
liberty to discuss it.

I understand.

Wow.

That's, uh...

that's a yellow tie.

Yeah. Um...

We'll be right back after this

with more tales of life

here in San Francisco

with SFPD Inspectors
Nash Bridges

and Joe Dominguez.

Don't go away.

As part of our tour of San
Francisco, and how it's working

under the leadership
of Mayor Willie Brown,

we're talking to two
of this city's top cops.

This is Joe Dominguez.

This is Nash Bridges.

These men are partners
and police inspectors.

That's what they call
detectives in this town.

Gentlemen,

it must be hard for you

to balance your personal
and your professional lives.

Nash, you, for example,
live with your dad at home.

Was he a cop?

Uh, no.

Uh, he was a longshoreman.

Ah.

Well, what's it like
living with your dad?

How'd it come about?

Uh... well, he
was in this, uh...

Uh, nursing home, and, uh...

And he kept getting kicked out.

Um, he was having sex
with his girl... well, wait.

Well, he... you know,

it just seemed like
the-the right thing.

Nick, I've been thinking.

I want you to live here with me.

You do?

But you always work.

I thought it wasn't practical.

Hell, it isn't practical.

But I don't want you living in
no damn nursing home no more.

You oughta be living
right here with me.

It's the right thing to do.

Remember ol' Jumbo?

Yeah, I remember him.

He was my dog for 12 years.

Do you remember him?

No memory jokes.

There's something
you never knew.

You were in school

when you thought he died and...

But I had him put down.

I had to.

He was so damn weak,
he couldn't stand up.

Yeah.

I held his head while
they gave him the shot.

He was gone

when the vet pulled
the needle out.

I bawled like a baby.

Then Doc Evans told me
something I never forgot.

He said, "Nick,

"you've done a lot of nice
things for that dog, but he's

"too sick to have any
kind of a life, and so...

"you should think of
this as the last nice thing

you ever done for him."

I was always hardest
on you, Nash, because...

I saw you had
the most potential.

We sometimes have to
do terrible things for love.

Hey, I've got two more
days shore leave, Laura.

Let's take a drive
down to Pismo Beach.

Honey, I told you...
My name's Cheyenne.

Hiya, Nick.

Is your friend here in the Navy?

Well, he was 40 years ago.

Hey!

I know you from on board!

Let me introduce you

to Laura and Susie,

two of the best friends the
U.S.S. Missouri ever had.

I'm too old to be
getting married now.

I realize that now.

I was married once

when I was 28, and she died.

She left three children
without a mother.

I didn't do the
greatest job, but...

they didn't complain.

How can kids be so strong?

Come on, Dad.

Let's go home.

Don't worry, Nash.

We got each other.

You know, I think
it's going great.

What I'd like to do, though, is
shoot a couple of more segments

just to give you some
choices in the editing room.

Geraldo's right.
It is terrific stuff.

Um, can I ask a question?

Uh, how-how is it that you
guys know so much about us?

You're famous. You
guys are famous.

No, no, no.

I'm thinking it's
more than that.

Let's roll the tape, Jeff.

All right. WOMAN: Speed.

Three, two, one.

Inspector Dominguez, you've
been called unconventional.

What?

What do you mean?

Who-Who calls me unconventional?

I don't know. Who would?

Explain, then, how you
solve so many cases.

Well, the truth is,

sometimes when you
got to get results done,

you have to kind of push
the envelope, you know?

I mean, there's been a
lot of cases where, uh...

Good morning, ma'am.

Can I see your driver's
license and registration, please?

Sure.

You coasted right through

that stop sign, ma'am.

I'll have to give you a ticket.

Miss, uh...

Puhwahwah...?

"Pay-wa-war-check."

Grace Piwowarczyk.

Had a sale on
consonants that day, huh?

All right, let's see.

Pi...

wow...

Uh...

Blew under the damn car.

Don't touch anything up there!

I just got this thing
out of the cleaner's.

You don't happen to have
any soda water in there, do you?

No, I-I don't.

Ah. Ah, the hell with it.

This is a marijuana club.

Yeah, man. Totally legal
under Prop 215, man.

Yeah. You can get
anything you want.

All you need is a prescription.

Prescription for what?

Weed. You know,
mota, nieska. You know...

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I
know what it's called, but so...

What's wrong with you?

Oh, uh, depression, man.

I get depressed when I
don't get stoned, you know?

Oh, uh, Joe?

Yup.

Don't forget the, uh, brakes
are on the handlebars.

What? D-Don't do that!

Whoa. Get out of the way!

Hey! Ha!

Easiest takedown in history.

They ought to make me captain.

Handcuffs.

Good.

Get naked and sit on this!

♪ Yeah, baby, I was
born a ramblin' man ♪

♪ Tryin' to make a living
and doin' the best I can... ♪

Uh, that's okay, man.

I stopped smoking
pot a long time ago.

Oh, yeah?

What's your drug
of choice now, man?

Uh, uh, Rogaine.

Try that one. Here.

Go ahead, go ahead. Eat.

What is that?

Is that a relleno?

Hey, if you don't
want it, I'll take it.

No! No.

Tasty.

Well, I'm glad
you're enjoying it.

Okay.

Okay, what?

What do you want to know?

Who busted Vincent Mullroy out.

Oh!

Power ball to the huevos.

Sorry about that.

SFPD.

Keep your hands
where I can see 'em

and step away from the bong.

Evan, my man.

You know, somebody's
been feeding Geraldo

information about us,

and I'm gonna take a
wild guess that it's you.

What are you talking about?

Jill, Geraldo's producer?

And your point is...?

You had dinner last
night at Iago's, right?

She had dinner
at Iago's last night.

At the same table.

I didn't tell her anything.

I mean, we had more
important things to talk about,

if you know what I mean.

You didn't tell her
about Jack Conrad

and the Super Bowl ring?

And you didn't tell her
that I used to work as

a traffic cop, or that
Nick lives with Nash?

No. Uh...

You didn't say I
was unconventional?

You're-You're saying that
she used me to get information?

Duh! She pumped you
like a damn goose, man!

You didn't even know
it till I just told you!

I-I was just trying to...

I know what you
were trying to do.

Believe it or not, I
was your age once.

Get out of here.

Yes, sir.

Um, could I trouble
you for a piece of that?

Thank you.

Um, my associates

picked up this
tape from Buzzy's.

That's you, that's Eddie.

Hmm.

And this tape's
about three weeks old.

Want to rethink your
story there, sister?

Okay, I lied.

He told me to.

Oh, yeah? Who's he?

Eddie.

Tell us what happened.

Eddie shot him.

I didn't know he was going to.

Dylan didn't do anything.

Eddie just...

He just... He shot him.

And then he took
out this other gun.

And I was just
standing there, stunned,

and he came around
the side of the counter,

and he shot it, and then
he put it in Dylan's hand.

Now, why would
Eddie do that, Shelly?

Because...

Because, uh...

he wanted me all to himself.

Whoa, dude!

That's what she said?

That's what she said.

Now, she could have said

that you killed
Dylan in self-defense.

And with no, uh, security
videos and no witnesses,

and if you guys had
stuck to your story,

you probably would
have gotten away with it.

But she gave you up, dude.

We didn't even have to
put pins under her fingernails

or anything; she
just blurted it on out.

Now, I'm thinking

that either

you're a stone-cold
killer, Eddie,

or you're going for a ride.

Weigh in here anytime, please.

I didn't think
she'd do it, dudes!

I-I mean, she said
she was going to, but...

She told you she was
gonna kill her boyfriend?

She came into the store
a couple months ago.

She's hot, you know?

Before I knew it,
we were in the clinch.

And-And... And then I find out

she's got this psycho boyfriend,

and he starts
coming into the store,

and she's, like, practically
telling him about us

right in front of me.

And-And I'm, like,

whoa, what's this
trip, you know?

And-And then she
tells me one night

this is how it's gonna happen.

And-And she
starts working it out.

And-And I'm, like, I don't know.

Maybe she's psycho,
too, you know?

Not psycho enough to
kick out of bed, though, huh?

I was restocking, okay?

She-She came behind
the counter, she got my gun.

She shot Dylan with my gun.

Then she shot the
counter with her gun

and dropped it on him.

So you had nothing
to do with this?

No!

Well, not until
afterwards, anyways.

He didn't do it.
She didn't do it.

Hah! We're at ground zero,
unless somebody blinks.

Let me see that case file on
the shooting this afternoon.

What are you looking for?

Ah, a miracle, a prayer.

A typo, anything that
we might have missed.

Maybe we ought
to send Geraldo in.

I bet he can get her to talk.

Well, he certainly got to you.

It wasn't me.

Well, then, who
is the mole? Evan!

Let's run an S.E.M. dab on her.

S.E.M. dab won't take

after about four hours, will it?

Any residue on her hands
is probably long gone.

I know that, and you know that.

But I'm gonna bet
what's-her-name...

Uh, Shelly... doesn't know that.

We box her in,

we might even get her to
run like something's after her.

Okay, you can go.

Oh! It's about time.

Just one more thing.

It's a routine test.

We got to make sure
you haven't fired a gun.

But... since when?

Relax, Shelly. We
know you haven't.

But if we don't test you,
the D.A.'ll pitch a bitch,

and he'll ask us why we didn't
run a test when we had you here.

Ah, it's a mess.

- But I told you what happened.
- Hey, look.

It's no big deal. They'll just
come in to swab your hands

with a pretreated dab,
check for lead residue.

It'll take a minute.

Sit tight.

Towel?

Why?

I wanted to be with Eddie.

Who wouldn't?

Yeah, well, Dylan
said he'd kill me

if I ever tried to
leave him, so...

He was just like my father.

What other choice did I have?

You should've asked me
that before you shot him.

Welcome back, everybody.

As you can see, it is a
dark and stormy night

here in San Francisco.

But you know what
they say about this city:

if you don't like the
weather, wait five minutes,

it will change.

But Joe Dominguez, one
thing that has not changed

is your marriage.

You've been married
to the same woman

for more than 20 years.

Most cops I know,

their marriages
last less than five.

What's your secret?
How do you do it?

Well, uh, for the first
seven years of my marriage,

uh, my wife didn't
speak the language.

That helped out.

Just, just kidding, honey.

Not really. You, on
the other hand, Nash,

have been married and
divorced at least twice.

What went wrong? What happened?

Uh... I don't know.

You tell me.

That I can't tell you.

What a surprise.

Life happened.

I guess.

A beer, Mr. Bridges?

Anything Mexican.

All right.

You're late.

You're later.

As usual.

Oh, fight mode.

Consider it a warm-up toss.

I could go either way.

You know, you and my
mother have so little in common,

it's weird that you ended
up with the same man.

Hmm. Well, actually, we
both ended up without him.

It's not just about
Cassidy leaving.

It's about you, too.

I don't want you to go.

I would miss you too much.

I'll give it some thought.

You will?

Mm-hmm.

Thank you.

On the phone you said a few

gunshots.

Lisa, everybody's okay.

Nobody got hurt.

You know, I remember a time when

I used to make you laugh.

Now, all I do

is piss you off. Why is that?

You want the whole laundry list?

Starting with "A" for
anniversaries you missed

or where your pager went off.

Or we can go to "B" for booze.

Or jump right to "W" for women.

Thank you, Nash.

Bye.

No good-byes.

I hate good-byes.

Why not?

Hell, I'm a glutton
for punishment.

Well, you can return this!

And one more thing...

My daughter is never stepping
foot in this deathtrap again.

You want to see her, you
meet her in a public place.

You're not worried that
you haven't heard from him?

Oh, this is nothing.

When we were married,

sometimes I went
for days without word.

I remember one time,

he showed up for five minutes

after having been
gone for four days.

Left again, and I didn't
hear from him again

for another three days.

That'd get old.

Yeah, it did.

But you have to
understand something.

When you don't hear
anything from a cop,

it's generally good news.

If Nash were in trouble,
somebody would've called.

Lisa...

It's okay.

Somebody almost took
our baby from us, Nash.

I know.

We almost lost her today.

We almost lost her.

I know.

You know, you... you
bring a child into the world,

you sacrifice, you work
so hard to raise her...

And you, you try to protect
her, because it's your job.

But it's not possible, is it?

You can't protect her, because

you can't be there
everywhere all the time.

You can't stop every stupid
accident from happening.

No.

I don't think you're hearing me.

I said I can't find the cradle.

I'm hearing you.

What the hell do
you want me to do?

Well, keep looking. It's
got to be somewhere.

What's that?

It's an unopened
letter, addressed to me.

It's in Lisa's handwriting.

Well, what are you
waiting for? Open it.

You think I should?

I mean, it was never sent.

There's no stamp on it.

Hey, it's addressed to you.

It's okay. You're a cop.

It's dated August 12.

The day that we
finalized our divorce.

Was there something you
wanted to talk to me about?

There was.

What was it?

Oh.

Why didn't you ever send it?

I guess, uh...

telling you how much I loved
you on the day of our divorce

wasn't such a good idea.

Did you mean what you said?

Yes, I did.

Do you still mean it?

Yes, I do.

I'm glad you do.

Ah, here.

Hey, you dudes aren't going
to keep me in jail, are you?

I got a gig tonight.

Eddie, you lied,
obstructed justice.

You're going to
have to see the D.A.

Hey, by the way, you
dudes got a guy working here

who looks totally
like Geraldo Rivera.

That's because it is
Geraldo Rivera, Eddie.

No way! Yeah.

No way! I'm a big fan!

All right, good.
I'll tell him, Ed.

No, man, not good enough.

I, I want him to see
my act. I'm good.

Check this out, dudes. Uh...

Eddie, I don't think Geraldo

is in the variety business.

Well, he should be.
Eddie, don't, d-don't...

Whoa! Easy.

You judge for yourselves.

Check this out, dudes.

That's wonderful.
That's really wonderful!

But we've got stuff to do here.

I also juggle knives,
meat cleavers,

chainsaws, severed dolls' heads.

I play guitar and banjo.

I got an hour and a
half of stand-up material.

Hey, can you do that
with candied apples?

Am I going to jail?

What a day.

Uh...

Harve, could you see
if you could get Ed a...

a decent run through the mill?

Come on, Eddie.

It was beautiful. Bobby?

Cleanup on aisle nine.

Uh, Evan?

Do you have something
you want to tell me?

Well, well, she...

I was just...

I just...

Beyond that, sir, I
have, I have no excuse.

Mm-hmm. Are we in
a good mood today?

Mmm... he did, uh, provide
the kelp when you needed it.

Did you say "help" or "kelp"?

Ix-nay on the elp-kay.

I don't want to know.

Don't tell me.

You owe me, dude.

You know, it's become
obvious to me that you guys

have a deep and abiding
respect for each other.

You depend on each
other for your very lives.

You actually spend
more time together

than you do with
your own families.

If you could put it into words,

how would you describe
your relationship?

I don't know. I can't stand him.

Two words: Im-possible.

These guys have
never gone after cash.

Never.

Whoa.

Hey, hey, hey. Whoa!

Duck, duck and cover! Get down!

Jailhouse Rock the sequel, man.

Man!

The pieces are getting bigger.

Joe?

Yeah?

Think you can come out now.

Is it cool?

He's going to sue us.

I mean, we're going
to be paying rent to him

to live in our own houses, man.

Are you in the moment now?

If I remember right,
you're the guy that said

this was going to be easy cash.

Is that right?

Oh, yes! How'd you make that?

Did you ever consider
using a moisturizer?

What?

Nashman, Inger is pregnant.

What?

Whoa, man.

Congratulations.

That's incredible!

Yeah, isn't it, though?

Hey, wait a minute.

I thought you told
me that you and Inger

were down to like every
other Sunday morning now.

Of course, that'll be
out of the question

once the new baby gets here.

And that, uh, garter
belt and stocking thing

that you wanted her to wear?

Forget that.

Six or seven times a year

is going to look like a
bonanza to you, bubba.

Well, Inger's standing
right in back of you.

Why don't you just
congratulate her right now?

Can I go in now?

Uh, I'll have to do a
body search on you first.

Joe, what could she
possibly be hiding?

Who cares?

You wish.

Last week it was
chili on the back seat.

And tonight, I got
some sort of, uh,

sticky chocolate
here on the console.

Simple rule, really.

No food...

in the 'Cuda.

Nashman!

Compañero de mi vida.

What are you, some Frenchman?

Knock that off, will you?

What are you doing?

Check my tongue.

I am not going to
check your tongue.

It feels funny.

They didn't say anything
about your tongue.

Your tongue is
fine, and you're fine.

You don't care about me.

You're giving me marital advice?

Bubba, those that
can't do, teach.

You get

one drop of salsa
on my pool table,

I kill you. I love
you, Nash Bridges.

Oh, no-no-no, don't
do that. Don't do that.

They talk about us already.

Most people
would call that love.

Love...

Yeah, bubba.

It's a, it's a love thing.

Thank you.

Ah, thank you.

Hey, thanks.