All language subtitles for Hunter - S01 E01

- Works for me.

♪ After all it's 1962

♪ You're gonna catch hell

- Oh, I like the way you ride.

Come on down here.

Wanna go one more time?

- No.

- Oh come on.

- No, I told you that's
the last ride, Jesse.

- For me.

- No.

I've gotta work
tomorrow, remember?

See ya.

Goodnight, all.

Gotta park so close.

Oh, Jesse, you scared
the pants off me.

- Well that's one way to do it.

I thought you might need
some help getting home.

- No.

Really, Jesse, I do have to
get up early tomorrow morning.

Well I'd be gone
by early tomorrow.

But it'll wait.

You drive safe, huh?

- Thanks.

♪ We can gather in the circle

♪ If I get up on the table

♪ It's everything days as days

All units all frequencies,

2-11 in progress at
Wilshire and Overland.

All units, all
frequencies stand by.

Unit 26, respond code three.

- This is L-56, I'm
six blocks from north,

will respond to code two.

L-56, you will not respond.

That's the second call
you won't let me roll on.

What am I doing out here,
chasing gumball bandits?

L-56, meet me on TAC 2.

Go have lunch, Hunter, don't
aggravate the situation.

Captain Cain never liked you.

Now that he's been demoted
from the chief of staff

to division command, he's
been chewing on everyone.

Go meet Tony for lunch.

- I don't think this Ferrari
Cain's got me driving

is gonna make it.

It's good enough

to get you where you have to go.

- Only thing this thing is
good for is a deep sea anchor.

There's gotta be a
hundred regulations

against Cain doing this to me.

You'll get
a new car and a new partner

as soon as the shooting report
comes back with the rating.

For now, stay out of trouble.

Don't crack up anymore
police vehicles.

There's nothing left of
this crate to crack up.

L-56 out.

- What about the socks?

Are you gonna let me
have the socks too?

All right, when your mommy
comes back I'll tell...

- This is a stickup.

- I wouldn't try anything in
front of my new partner here.

He's got the debt of
someone in the county.

How you doing, Rick?

- Well I see you finally
got yourself a partner

you can keep up with.

- Oh yeah?

I tell you what, I could
still run your butt ragged

around any course
you wanna name.

- Oh yeah?

- Hey, your cousin
Jilly sends his regards.

- Tony, what are you
trying to do to me?

Don't tell me you're placing
bets with Cousin Jilly.

- He's the only
honest bookie in town.

Hey, be proud of him.

I tell you what, as soon as
I stop by to pick up my win,

I'm buying lunch.

- Jilly got raided
last night at 11:30.

- Story of my life.

- Oh Tony, thank you so much

for keeping an eye
on Dominique for me.

- No problem, Mrs. Castellano.

He's a great kid.

- Bye.

- Bye.

Great-looking mother.

- How's Joan doing?

Ah wonderful, she just finished

another one of them
cooking courses.

I told her, I said, "Why don't
you just stick to pasta?"

That's what I like, I
could eat that every night.

- It looks like you do.

- Oh come on, will you?

Hey, you know what I
wish, maybe you come up

and try some of her
crazy recipes sometime.

You know, she's hardly
mad at you at all anymore.

- Look, Tony, let's
not push it, huh?

It's only been three years.

- Hey come on, Rick,
you know women.

They gotta blame these
things on somebody

and you were my partner.

Look, at the time
it was easy for her

to make it your fault rather
than admit her old man

was getting a little
too fat and slow.

You know the beautiful
thing about women?

They can never admit their
guy was the reason why.

You know you should
try it and see.

Let me go see if they'll
honor this city check

and we'll go put another
notch in that belt of yours.

- All right.

- Hey, how about a big chili
dog down at the Mermaid Cafe?

- Oh that sounds
great, 'cause you know,

she's only on the second
chapter in her French cookbook.

Can you see me living
on frog's legs,

snails, and pigeon breasts?

- Of course.

- Ah...

- Excuse me.

You wouldn't know
the date, would you?

- What?

It's the 12th.

- Wrong.

It's the day you're
going to jail.

- What?

Take this guy,
I'm getting the other one.

- Get out of here, man,
Dewey and Cookie ate it.

- Stay here, Tony.

- Hey, I never dogged it yet.

What the hell are you doing?

You're driving.

I can't, my leg.

- Put this on the air, fatso.

- L-56, we're in pursuit
of a gray Chevy Nova,

license
one-Charlie-Adam-Nora-496.

Two male suspects
armed and dangerous.

We're code three,
southbound on...

What do we do now, Abbott?

Is this how you lost
your other partners?

Where are you going?

Just taking a shortcut.

We're gonna head 'em off.

- Hey, man, hey, you're crazy.

We got rights.

- Shut up.
- I got rights!

- Shut up, boy, let's go.

- You have the right
to remain silent.

If you give up that
right to remain silent,

anything you say will be used
against you in a court of law.

- Those days are over.

Now that I have taken
over for Captain Riker,

this division is gonna see
some changes in attitude.

Driving the criminal from
our city at all costs.

Stomping out the low-lives,
the muggers, the thieves,

the pimps, the pushers,
those are the attitudes

we no longer want around
here right, sergeant?

- No, sir, we wouldn't wanna
stomp out anyone like that.

- The streets of our
city are not a war zone.

We are not trying to tame
the uncivilized world.

I've had all my
policy changes written

up in a clear, concise manner.

You should have no trouble
understanding them.

Take one and pass the rest back.

They're not listed in
any particular order.

They're all equally important.

- Warning shots
haven't been required

by police departments anywhere
in the country for 10 years.

They're required by me, Levine.

I'm sure you'll find these
rules are for the better.

If not, I could care less.

- Captain, do you realize how
many officers have been killed

because they were too
busy firing warning shots?

That memo is the
10 Commandments.

Miranda's will be read
from a printed card.

No search and seizure without
absolute probable cause.

You will announce yourselves
as police officers

before taking any action.

And warning shots will be fired.

Another important item
that I shall be instituting

is full psychiatric
profiles of all officers

to be updated on
a bi-annual basis.

That's enough of that.

And to help us with
this particular matter,

we have been lucky enough, or
should I use the word blessed,

to have one of the
foremost men in his field

donate his time to us,
Dr. Terrance Bolin.

I'm sure many of you
recognize Dr. Bolin

from when he was state
wrestling champion

at San Diego University.

Dr. Bolin.

- Gentlemen.

And ladies, there is no
cause for alarm here.

The mind is a part of the body.

And like any other
part of the body,

it gets used and it gets abused.

- Oh.

- It goes wherever the
rest of the body goes.

The arms, the legs, the teeth.

But when the body goes
to sleep at night,

the mind does not
always shut down.

Therefore, obviously, it's the
most used part of our system.

Well then why don't we
take proper care of it?

Why not a bi-annual
examination of the mind?

Just as we have for our
heart, our circulation system,

our teeth, or any organ
that might be wearing out.

A healthy body without
a healthy mind is like

a fine precision machine
without the proper motor.

And that, gentlemen and
ladies, well that's a crime.

Hey, Rick,
thanks for sticking up for us.

Hey nice going, Rick.

Thanks, Hunter.

- I'm sorry I had
to bust your cousin,

but you know there was
nothing I could do about it.

- Eli, you did the right thing,
you did what you had to do.

Bookmaking is bookmaking.

Jilly knew what he was in for.

No, not Jilly, I busted
your cousin Crazy Tommy T.

- Tommy T?
- Yeah.

- I haven't seen him in years.

- Yeah, he mentioned
that at the arraignment.

Oh and he sends his regards.

- Yeah, well regards back, huh?

- You got it.

- Hunter.

- Cain.

- A word with you, sergeant.

So long.

- Dr. Bolin, this is Sergeant
Hunter, my biggest migraine.

- Oh yes, Sergeant Hunter,
I've read your file repeatedly.

It makes for highly
entertaining reading.

I'm looking forward to our
first session together.

Well I'll try to find some time.

- Your time is made when Dr.
Bolin requests it, Hunter.

The sooner the better.

- Shall we say Friday at 11?

I can't wait to hear
what it must be like

being a police officer having
been raised by a father

who was as prominent in the
underworld as yours was.

It must've been very
traumatic for the both of you

when you told him you
were joining the force.

- My father was in the front row

on the day I graduated
from the academy.

- Don't we all remember that.

And now that you've heard that,

Dr. Bolin, maybe we can
skip Friday's session.

- Be there, Hunter,
or be on suspension.

- Friday then, at 11.

- Terrance, again,
thank you very much.

- I'll be talking to you.

Sergeant.

- Captain, it's obvious you

and I don't like
each other very much,

so why don't we just try to stay

out of each other's
target range?

- Your not liking me isn't much

of a problem as far
as I'm concerned.

My not liking you is.

- Well I don't see much
chance of changing that,

captain, as long as
you're with this precinct.

- Or as long as you are.

The review board barely has time

to call your last
escapade a good shooting,

and you're out there again
making like Wild Bill Hickok.

And since your
most recent partner

has just been hospitalized
and I haven't had a chance

to issue you a new
one, you go out

and rope in an old
retired partner,

drag him along and
try to get him shot.

- Well I'll go check
with the watch commander

and see about my new partner.

- I've already issued
you a new partner,

someone who might have better
luck keeping you in line.

- And who might that be?

- Detective Terwilliger.

- Bernie Terwilliger?

Look, captain, the department

gives me a say-so on
who I'm partnered with.

- If the other person agrees,
but you and I both know

there's not one officer on
watch who'd team up with you.

They may as well
drive themselves down
to County General

and check themselves
into intensive care.

- Captain Cain.

- How you doing, Bernie?

- Just fine now.

I wanted to tell you,
sir, it's about time.

It is definitely about time.

Thank you,
Detective Terwilliger.

- Yes sir, you've really got
us on the right track now, eh?

- What, you don't think that
track could be leading us

all to the morgue
do you, Bernie?

- Hunter.

Hunter.

Don't challenge me.

You'll lose.

L-56, where are you?

I'm at 5th and Los Angeles.

Bernie Terwilliger

is looking all over for you.

Where are you going?

I'm gonna pick
up my new partner.

Hey, you wanna be my partner?

- What are you trying to
do, mess up my action?

- I only need a few minutes.

- Whispering Willie sees me
shooting the breeze with a cop,

what do you think he's gonna do?

Nothing, 'cause
Willie's leaving.

- Dammit.

- Look, Willie,
don't do this to me.

That's all of it, I swear.

- Shut up.

- She's telling
you the truth, man.

She gave it all to
you, Willie, I saw her.

Do me a favor, babes,
and count your own money.

I hear your tune being played.

- Yeah.

Listen, Willie, remember I
talked to you about my sister?

You said you'd check
with King Hayes.

Yeah?

- Now I'm saying to you,
'cause I see 60% of some action

which I'm already
putting on your tab.

So you can either
let him get away,

or answer your call of duty.

- Yeah.

Hey, Gretchin, you wanna take...

- Hey, this ain't the lingerie
department at Bloomingdale's.

We do not cover for
each other out here.

Now hit it.

You stupid idiot.

- Willie.

- Hunter.

What are you doing?

What are you crazy, woman?

Get off me.

What the hell are
you doing, woman?

- The name is Sergeant McCall.

- Surprised?

- You have the right
to remain silent.

If you give up that right,
anything you say will be taken

down and used against
you in a court of law.

You have the right to
have an attorney present.

If you do not have an attorney,

one will be appointed to you,

do you understand these rights?

- Yeah, I sure do.

- Yeah, he sure does.

He's heard 'em often enough.

But this may be the last time
for a long while huh, Willie?

- Yeah, maybe I'll
get the same cellblock

as your old man did,
or maybe a couple

of your uncle or cousins.

I'll shoot the breeze with them

about the white
knight of the family.

- Hey, Willie, when
you're up visiting

the house of many doors, stop
in and see my Uncle Sammy.

And he'll have a couple
of my cousins pound you

into dog kibble, courtesy
of Sergeant Rick Hunter.

- I want the Headhunter
away from me, you hear?

You better keep him back.

You better keep
your distance, man.

- Do you mind, Hunter?

You're scaring the baboon.

- May I have a few
words with you, please?

The few words I've got,
you don't want to hear.

Now I'm trying to make
an arrest here, Hunter.

- Whatever you have
on me won't stick.

It's entrapment.

- I didn't have anything on you.

I was just on your team for
some information on King Hayes.

- What did you chase me for?

- For fleeing the
scene of an accident.

And if you hadn't been
stupid enough to pull

and fire a weapon
at a police officer,

you'd only been looking
at a couple of days.

Hey, what about me?

- Take off, Gretchin.

And try to find a better
daddy than this one next time.

I put the word out to
Jillian and the others

that Willie is off the
bricks for a long stretch.

- For real, I can go?

Sort of a courtesy, one
public servant to another.

Could I please have five
minutes of your time?

It'll be worth your while.

What do you get, $50 an hour?

Will a sawbuck buy
me five minutes?

It's about your partner.

- Allen's in County General

with a knife wound
from King Hayes.

- I know that.

- Hey.

Hey, wait a minute, what
about my call to my lawyer?

How long am I supposed
to stand here?

- Until Simon says leave.

- Who the hell is Simon?

This is Simon.

You be my new partner?

I've had better offers standing

on the corner on
Sunset Boulevard.

- Yeah, well Cain's not in love

with you anymore
than he is with me.

And if you're not careful,

he's gonna have
you chalking tires

with Molly the meter maid.

- Thanks, Rick.

Don't be a stranger.

- Look, no matter what
partners they give us,

you and I could get killed

trying to keep some
greenhorn alive.

- Yeah, but you and me?

It's a marriage
made in Disneyland.

- Not if we check in and
check off our watch together.

We do roll call, hit
the streets, and go
our separate ways.

We regroup for EOW to
sign each other's reports.

After watch, we're
on our own again.

It beats getting a
couple of partners

we're gonna have to
visit in intensive care.

Yeah, my florist
bills are starting

to look like the national debt.

- Well you've got a real
strange sense of humor.

- It comes with the territory.

You need it to
make it out there.

Yeah, but you also need
it to dress like that.

- I'll dress any way I have to

to take down a toilet
like King Hayes.

A lot of people
tried to nail him

and no one's even come close.

He's got a sixth
sense about him.

He can smell undercover cops.

- Yeah, and there's
only one person

on this whole damn force who
looks less like a cop than you.

Me.

- So what's the verdict?

Am I gonna be holding
Terwilliger's hand tomorrow

or am I gonna be
beating yours off of me?

- Yeah right.

All right, if I say yes,
if I'm insane enough

to go along with
this plan of yours,

does that mean you're gonna
try to help me nail King Hayes?

- No way.

I don't have anything
to do with your cases

and you don't have
anything to do with mine.

This is just a
smokescreen for Cain.

- You just said the right thing.

You got yourself a partner.

- All right.

- Do you really expect me

to put you two out
there together?

I wouldn't be able
to sleep nights.

- When it gets right down to it,

captain, you really
don't have much choice.

We're both unassigned
and Sergeant McCall

has long admired my arrest
record and my style.

She's been hounding
me for months.

- And he loves the way I dress.

- You two really
wanna work together?

- Oh yeah.

- Definitely.

And according to police regs,
that seals it right, cap?

- McCall, where were
you this morning?

I had specifically
requested all detectives

in this division be at that
roll call with Dr. Bolin.

You didn't get my memo?

- I was out getting
a line on King Hayes.

- When I request your
presence, you be there.

Now you get in touch
with Dr. Bolin's office

and make an appointment.

Between the two of
you, he oughta be able

to write a thesis that'll
knock the socks right

off the American
Medical Association.

Now, as far as you
two teaming up,

I know you've got some
shenanigans up your sleeves.

Whatever they are, I'll find
out and I'll put an end to 'em.

That's all.

Hunter.

I see you've requisitioned
another vehicle

from the motor pool.

Yeah, the one I had was
kind of temporary anyway.

It had a couple
things wrong with it.

Some dings and scratches.

Windshield blown out,
right side door bashed in,

hood riddled with
shotgun pellets.

- That's the one.

And believe me, captain, it
wasn't in much better shape

when it was first
assigned to me.

And somehow I think
you knew that.

Hunter, it was an available car.

I assigned it to you.

You wouldn't want me to
play favorites, would you?

- Oh that's something
I'm deathly afraid of,

captain, yes sir.

- I'll see to it you're
assigned another one.

It smells like a kennel in here.

- This car was assigned to vice.

Canine patrol.

Who'd they cart around in here,

the Hounds of the Baskervilles?

- It was Goliath, he
was a dope-sniffer.

Unfortunately he
found a bag of stash

and ate it before his
handler's could stop him.

Goliath went bonkers,
wouldn't let anybody in

and wouldn't let Officer
Culligan out for 10 hours.

- Hope he's all right.

- Goliath pulled through
and returned to active duty.

Culligan's on extended
medical leave.

- What'd you do to Cain?

- I was born.

- That would do it.

Do you mind?

- What are you doing?

- Don't you carry any backups?

- Huh.

- You know, I didn't need you
to nail Whispering Willie.

- Oh you're very welcome.

I'm not saying
I didn't want him.

All I'm saying is our deal was

no jumping the double
yellow line here.

Well let's just say that
that was a signing bonus.

A one time only special.

- Hey, buddy, your car stinks.

- Why don't you just
shoot this thing

and put it out of its misery?

Attention any west side units,

a possible 187 at 2100
block Hancock and Lexington.

See Adam 23 at location.

- This is L-56, we'll respond.

I am three blocks from
Lexington and Hancock.

- You're three miles away.

- Well that's a
professional adjustment.

Hey, I'm rolling on
187 west side, out.

L-56, roger.

- What'd you do, break it?

- What, is this some
kind of neat trick

so your date doesn't
cut out early?

- Okay, okay.

Would you just shut
the door so I can roll

on this murder call?

Thank you.

- Cain's sure pounding the
sound out of you, isn't he?

- Yeah, he's going for it.

- Do you wanna sell it?

So when she didn't show up

for work this
morning, they called.

There was no answer,
so they figured she was

on her way in and
gave it an hour.

And then finally they
sent a company messenger

out to see if she was okay.

Now he checked all the
doors and they were locked.

- Easy enough to lock on
your way out without a key.

- And then he finally got a peek

through those parted
curtains over there

and that's when he saw the body.

You wanna talk to him?

- What do you think?

- Well he's just a kid
who works in her office.

He's been pretty broke
up since I got here.

And I think it's legit.

- Get a number where he can
be reached and send him home.

- Yes, sir.

- Hey, Hunter.

This your call?

- Sure is.

- Is it true, word's
out you're teamed up

with the Brass Cupcake.

- Word's out, huh?

- Well everyone's put
in for flak vests.

- Hey Petrochelli, any chance

of getting anything
off of these?

- Nah.

- I'm gonna take 'em, okay?

And I'll leave you a quarter
where they were lying.

- Headhunter and the
Brass Cupcake together.

Marone.

♪ And the sleight of your hand

♪ I think of oceans

- I think you could
find a better time

to broaden your musical
spectrum, sergeant.

- What are you
doing here, captain?

- I heard you roger
the call on my way in

and I just had to stop by

and watch Bonnie
and Clyde in action.

I was right, I couldn't
sleep last night.

- Well there are
some things here

to lose some sleep
over, captain.

This homicide's like
the one last week.

Blonde single
woman, about 30, 35.

Looks like she's
had her throat cut.

- Hold it.

Hold it.

Sergeant, let's not
jump the gun here

and cause a citywide
panic by thinking

we have a repeat
killer on the loose.

- Well there are some obvious
similarities, captain.

- And the only obvious
thing around here,

sergeant, is the
absence of your partner.

- My partner?

- Yes, your partner,
Sergeant Dee Dee McCall?

About five-six, dark hair,
better looking than you,

but after that not all
that much difference.

Where is she?

- Well she had some personal
matters to attend to.

I'll fill her in on the case.

- Yeah, you don't
have a case, sergeant.

- Well the first officer

on the scene always
gets the case, captain.

- The first unit on
the scene, sergeant.

And since your unit
consists of you and McCall

and only 1/2 of you is here,

well your unit is not
the first on the scene.

Detective Terwilliger's is.

Good morning, Bernie.

- Well, sir, what do we have?

- A murder, Terwilliger.

When somebody gets their throat
cut, we call that a murder.

- One moment, Officer
Tremaine, is it?

- Yes, sir.

What are you doing?

Well I'm letting
Mr. Peterson go.

Sergeant Hunter said...

- Sergeant Hunter is not
in charge of this case.

- Bernie, the guy was just sent

down here to see why
she was late for work.

- I will decide who should

or should not leave the
scene of this crime.

Come along, son.

- I'm sure Detective Terwilliger

will handle this case
in his own manner.

- Look, captain, you know as
well as I do a random killer

is almost impossible to find.

- We have no reason to
believe there is one.

And let us discuss
the issue at hand.

You don't think you had
me fooled for one moment

when you and McCall
came into my office

with that pathetic story
about having admired

each other's
technique for so long

you just had to be partners?

Just how stupid
do you think I am?

Well, captain, I
really don't know.

- You two split up right
after roll call, didn't you?

Well here's the scoop, Hunter,

and you can run it
down for your partner.

The two of you will be together

from roll call to end of watch
every minute, every second.

I mean in the car or in
the can, I don't care.

I will be running
random radio checks

throughout the
course of the day.

If at any time for
any reason both

of you don't roger the call
or are not joined at the hip,

you both will be talking to IA.

- Look, captain...

Look, this is kinda new to me,

you know, a woman
partner and all.

Well it's kind of
embarrassing to talk about,

but the reason she's not
here is female problems.

- Female problems?

- Yeah.

Now you wouldn't hold that
against her, would you?

And face a sex
discrimination beef?

- Look, King, I was just
trying to say that you...

- You don't say nothing, woman.

You don't twitch.

You don't even take
air up your nose

unless the King says you can.

You and me, woman?

We gonna talk, huh?

And you ain't gonna
like what I got to say.

- Please, King, I thought
she was getting merchandise.

That's why I brought her to you.

- Hey, am I missing
something here?

You don't get paid to think.

Since when is it your
brains that you use, huh?

- Look, King, if
we could just talk.

- You don't pay
attention do you, mama?

- You like to hit
women don't you, King?

- Oh no, that's not all
I like to do to 'em.

Hm, is it, baby?

Huh?

Go ahead on.

Tell this child what I
do when I really get mad.

Hm?

- I hope you can keep laughing,

'cause you're gonna
need a good sense

of humor to pull through.

Drop the blade, buster.

- Unless you want this
lady all over the beach,

you toss away your piece, honey.

Guess I don't have much choice.

- No, you don't.

Halt, police.

- You shot me.

Woman, you are crazy.

You are certifiable,
you know that?

Take it easy.

- You okay, Gretchin?

- Yeah.

- You want this guy?

- That would be nice.

- Stop, or I'll shoot.

- Female problems?

You told Cain I had what?

- Well I was a little
underwater there

and I had to think
of something fast.

But I also threatened Cain

with a sex discrimination
suit on your behalf.

- You know, for someone
I wasn't supposed to see

more than two hours a day,
this is not turning out

as we discussed or
hadn't you noticed?

- Cain's gonna have
our tails in a sling

if we don't work this
thing the way we sold it.

So you and I are gonna work
on that homicide together.

- I thought Cain assigned
the Boy Wonder to that case.

Bernie Terwilliger
couldn't catch the measles

if a bottle of the virus
was broken on his head.

And I was the first
detective on that call.

Come on, Hunter, what's
really pulling your chain?

- We could wind up
hip-deep in dead blondes

before Cain admits we've got
a random killer on our hands.

We've got two blondes on
two consecutive Wednesdays.

That means every Wednesday night

we're gonna have a
dead body on our hands.

- You were on the
Parkside Strangler case.

The department
just came up empty,

he dropped out of
sight, didn't he?

- Yeah, well I'm not
gonna lose this one.

- The chances of catching a
random killer are slim to none.

There were 50 men on
that task force, Hunter.

But you, you take it personally.

- Well to stop
something like this,

you do have to
take it personally.

Glad King Hayes
is outta the way.

It gives me the chance
to see what you look like

when you're not all
made up for trick.

Or treat.

- Are we playing the game now?

I mean do I fish for a
compliment or something, say,

"Well, what do you think?"

- Well I hope not.

Can I ask you a question?

What's a trick like me
doing in the cop business?

- No, I was gonna ask you

where you learned
to shoot like that.

Why do you keep on thinking
I'm trying to hit on you?

- Because that's what
I've been used to.

And every partner I've been
stuck with has hit on me.

Except you.

You definitely have
your own style, Hunter.

- When we're through with
this case, then we can talk.

- Just talk?

- This is where
Marge Harmon lived.

She was killed one week
before Cathy O'Neil.

- She fit the same
general description?

Anything else?

- Well that's what
we're here to find out.

- Well that takes care of that.

I don't think Cain is
gonna give us permission

since he doesn't want us on
this case in the first place.

- We don't need permission.

Oh I forgot, you have to be able

to read to know what that says.

"Do not cross, police
investigation."

- And I'll be damned if
that's not who we are.

- Hunter, you're
gonna get suspended.

- Us.

We're partners, remember.

Come on, open the door.

- What?

- Well I heard you
were good with locks.

Come on, open the door.

- Oh you did, huh?

- Well, some women get
stories told about 'em.

Come on, get your bobby
pin out and open the door.

- Yeah, a bobby pin, right.

What is that,
standard police issue?

You know, Cain is gonna
know we were in here.

- Not if we don't leave
fingerprints, he won't.

Well can't you crack it?

- The autopsy
confirmed both women

were killed in the same manner?

- Throats slit from
jugular to carotid.

If not the same blade,
then two very similar.

- And on Wednesday.

That's strange,
most of these nuts

are out skunk-hunting
on Fridays or Saturdays.

- Skunk-hunting?

Yeah, you know, chasing skirts?

Trying to pick up women?

- Right.

So why Wednesday?

- Who knows with nuts.

Maybe it was his
mother's birthday.

Maybe it was the day he failed
his 10th grade math exam.

- Wednesday, not a
single connection
between the two girls?

They don't frequent
the same places,

have any mutual acquaintances?

- Except one.

They were killed
by the same guy.

Marge Harmon was into
country and western.

I also checked the radio
in Cathy O'Neil's car.

It was set on KHJZ, another
country and western station.

It looks like we've
got ourselves a real
rodeo rider here.

- And maybe a regular at a
place called the Black Stallion.

How many country western
places are in this town?

- Well you usually only
buy something like this

at a place you party at a lot.

When the bartenders or
management give them to you,

it's a safe bet you spend a
lot of time at this place.

I think you can
squeeze into this.

You got a blonde wig
in your hooker's kit?

- What?

- Well you like to
play decoy don't you?

I say we hang out at this place

and see if we can't kick
this hard baller over.

You got anything?

- Nope, nothing,
nothing on Wednesday.

Why Wednesday, what is that day,

except the day
doctors play golf?

- Doctors, what time is it?

- It's almost 11.

- I got an appointment with
Dr. Bolin, the headshrinker.

- Bolin?

- Yeah, and if I miss this,
Cain will bounce me for sure.

- Yeah, I think you could do

with having your head
shrunk a little bit.

- I think you're gonna
need to come back here.

At the very least, on a
weekly basis, Sergeant Hunter.

What?

- Well it's obvious we have
a great deal to talk about.

We certainly can't hope
to accomplish it all

in one single session, huh?

- Well I've already
been in here an hour.

Yes, well that's
not a great deal

of time considering the amount
of work that we need to do.

- The work I need to do is out
there on the street, doctor.

Now I don't have enough time
to come in here every week

and answer you questions
about whether I think my gun

is a phallic symbol or
a means of self-defense.

- Is that what you've
been doing out there

on those streets, Sergeant
Hunter, defending yourself?

Do you believe that
there are a lot of people

out there that you
need protection from?

Well now, just how would
you know what it's like

out there on the street, huh?

How would you know
what it's like to pull

over a drunk driver and not
know if you're gonna get

a face full of beer breath
or a gut full of lead?

To roll a code
three on some junkie

with a gun and a bad need.

Or a couple of pimps
pounding their chicks

for 50 bucks and a giggle.

Or maybe even a poor
schnook with a hunting rifle

who's decided to chuck it all

and take half his
neighborhood with him.

So why don't we stop
all this nonsense,

doctor, and let me
get back to my job.

- Sergeant Hunter.

You don't have a job unless
I say you have a job.

This examination is
required by your department.

You need to pass it in order
to stay on active duty.

- Well somehow I get the
feeling I'm not gonna pass.

Somehow I get the
feeling that I failed

before I even came in here.

And you and I both
know that Captain Cain

put you up to this.

- That sounds like paranoic
tendencies to me, sergeant.

- Just perceptive ones.

It's not gonna be easy to
run me off the force, doctor.

- Yes, that's true.

Unfortunately I can't do it
based on a single examination.

The city requires me
to review the patient

at least three
separate occasions.

But after that, with
your case history...

- My case history is just fine.

- For a man who likes
to use his weapon.

- The review board
has never called one

of my shootings bad yet.

- Tell me, Sergeant Hunter,
do you enjoy playing judge,

jury, and executioner?

- Do you?

- So what'd the doctor say?

Do you think we can
go out and play,

or aren't all his
groceries in the same bag?

- Apparently I've
got a terminal case.

- There's a newsflash.

- Cain's after my badge.

And Dr. Bolin is
gonna use his inkblots

to help him take it away.

Now it seems Dr. Bolin
feels I'm quite unstable.

- I could've told him that.

Bolin hit a raw nerve?

- I don't think he believes
I've got enough social graces

to offer me a membership
in his racketball club.

He lay into you
about your family?

Putting on a badge and
strapping on a six-shooter

to go out there and make
amends for what your father

and his brothers
did for a living?

- Well I didn't let
him get far enough

to make that judgment.

♪ It didn't take me long

♪ Driving 99 and making time

♪ With a little smile from you

♪ My rig is running through

♪ It didn't take me long

11:30, cowboy.

- Well my watch says 11.

11:30's what time I get off.

That is what you were
wondering, wasn't it?

- Well I'd like
nothing better than

to wait on you, precious, but...

I got an old lady at home
meaner than a hound dog

with an itch.

Excuse me.

♪ My wheels call your name

- What can I do for you boys?

- You can tell us what
you're doing creeping

around out here
following my lady friend.

- Following?

- Well maybe you didn't know,
but we had a good little girl

who used to come around here.

Got killed just the other
day in her own home.

Or maybe you followed her too.

- Well actually I
just misplaced my car.

Any of you boys seen a
purple customized Studebaker

with big whitewalls
and a gold grill?

Well I'll be damned.

- Someone hit our line, Hunter.

Hunter, do you copy?

Hunter, where are you?

- Well, look what
we got here, Jesse.

- Are you fixing to do some
damage to someone, ace?

You see, we have to
look after our own.

Don't like outsiders
coming around

packing this kind of artillery,

just to have a few drinks
in our friendly bar.

- My pocket, my wallet.

Hey, we don't want your monies.

You just tell us
what you was planning

on doing to that little
lady before we take you

down to the river and teach
you how to breathe underwater.

- I'm a cop.

- And we're the sons
of the pioneers.

- He is, Jesse, look.

He's a cop.

- Whoops.

Sorry about that,
officer, we had no idea.

We were just trying to keep
our little gathering place

here nice and peaceful.

No hard feelings.

- Of course I got hard feelings.

Give me my keys.

McCall, you got
somebody on your tail.

McCall.

McCall.

- What are you crazy, buster?

- Open up, police.

- Police?

Oh, I don't believe it.

- Quiet, Ester, just
give me my pants.

Look, officer, we were just
having some fun is all.

- I'm commandeering
this vehicle.

- Sure, sure, officer.

You have to pump it first.

Come on, Ester, the
officer wants the truck.

- Who is it?
- Yeah, what is it?

- Who's there?
- Can I help you?

Freeze.

- Well come on in,
make yourself at home.

- A water pistol?

Where do you keep it?

- Just hand me
something to put on.

Thank you.

- Dee Dee, are you okay?
- Dee Dee, are you up there?

- Why didn't you answer my buzz?

- Who had time?

I climbed out of the tub,

by the time I got to the
speaker there was nobody there.

I get back in the tub in time
to hear you shoot my door in

and come through the house
like a white tornado.

- I knocked.

- Uh-huh.
- What's going on in there?

- It's okay, Mrs.
Onadon, it's no problem.

- You're sure, Dee Dee?

- No problem.

I'm sure, he's a fellow officer.

- I'm just nextdoor.

- Thank you, Mrs. Onadon.

No problem.

You were saying?

I saw the Bronco
follow you home.

- Well no shuck, Sherlock.

The one time I
really need backup

and you make like
Houdini and vanish.

- Well I'm sorry, but I ran
into a couple of your pals,

some good old boys who
didn't want me messing

with little old pumpkin.

Well they intercepted
me before I had a chance

to follow the Bronco,
which is gone.

- It coulda just been some guy

who was turned on enough
to follow me home.

Maybe try to get up the
nerve to talk to me.

- Or it could've been our
boy, following his usual MO.

Hang out at a country
western place, pick a target,

follow her home and wait
for Wednesday night.

The night when he gets his motor

up to speed for some reason.

- So we managed to
snag something in
our net, that's good.

Did you get a look at
the guy behind the wheel?

- I couldn't, it was too dark.

- Yeah, well I did.

I recognized him too.

It was Dr. Bolin.

- Our Dr. Bolin, the
department shrink?

Yeah, it was him, it was Bolin.

I'd swear it.

- In court?

- It was Bolin.

- Why?

- Because he's a nut.

Look, if the guy killing
these women was a cab driver

or a plumber, we'd
say he was doing it

because he's a lunatic, right?

- Yeah.

- Well just because
our suspect's a shrink,

we think he needs
a better reason.

- Would you be willing
to take this to Cain.

- I'd have a better
chance convincing him

of the Easter Bunny.

What's his name?

- Do you mind?

- I don't believe it,
McCall, you're a fraud.

- What?

That under all this grit and
gristle I'm still a woman?

That I like bubble
baths and soft clothing

and frilly things
on my mattress, the
real Brass Cupcake.

Bullets and teddy bears,
interesting combination.

But it works.

Your husband?

I heard he was killed
in the line of duty.

- Yeah.

Yeah, he pulled a couple
of kids over one night

to tell 'em their
taillight was out.

They were out joyriding.

They thought he'd nail them.

So they shot him.

- I heard he was
a hell of a man.

- Yeah, he was.

So what about you, Hunter?

Where's your other side?

What is it you go home to

when you hang up
your gun at night?

- This is it.

- Bull.

It couldn't be, you
wouldn't still be making it.

The only way to
stay tough out there

is to have someplace where
you can drop your guard,

take the load off.

Well I've never had a
chance to find that place.

To everyone on the force, I'm
a cop who's a mobster's son.

And to everybody
in the underworld,

I'm a mobster's son who's a cop.

This is all I know.

You know, Steve used to
say you can't keep this

up for too long.

Being a policeman's one of the
highest stress jobs there is.

- Yeah, I mean race
drivers used to say

when you see the road
move it was time to quit.

- Yeah, I'm afraid of that day.

- Don't be.

People like you
and I never see it

until it's too late, Dee Dee,
and then we just hit the wall.

- Dooley.

His name is Tom Dooley.

Say hi to Hunter, Dooley.

Hi, Hunter, how are you?

Okay, if Bolin is our man
then what's our next move?

I don't know.

There you go.

- But my first order of business
is to get you to pull over,

you're a terrible driver.

- I'm a terrific driver.

And how could somebody
who's walked away

from so many high speed chases
and car wrecks be afraid

in a car?

- I'm afraid to be a passenger.

I think it has something to do

with not being in
control of the situation.

- Well maybe you
can discuss that

with Bolin at your next session.

- Well where are we going?

You said there was a
place you liked to go

to work out your problems.

I do, I like to
go to the source.

Voila, Dr. Bolin's residence.

- He's not home, huh?

- Yeah.

How'd you know I'd check?

- Well you don't mind
me looking like a fool,

but you sure don't want to.

What are you doing?

- I'm gonna find the vehicle
that left that oil stain.

Whoa, whoa,
whoa, hey wait a minute.

We don't have a warrant, Popeye.

- It's in violation of
the Safety Code 977B

for a vehicle to leak
flammable fluids.

It's our duty to find that
vehicle and issue a summons.

What do you think a judge
would say, Sergeant McCall?

An open garage an
exterior or an interior?

- Well with the door
opened like that,

it is a three-sided structure.

It's like a carport, which
would make it an exterior.

- That's what I thought.

I thought you didn't
get a look at the plates.

- Couldn't it was too dark.

Maybe it was because
it was covered up.

And a plate light is
missing, another infraction.

Well I suggest we
ascertain if this vehicle

is registered to
anybody on the premises

and point these
violations out to them.

- Good suggestion.

I gotta be honest with you,
Hunter, this is shaky PC.

- I only wanna find something
that tells me Bolin's our guy,

and if I'm right
about Dr. Doolittle,

we won't use anything
we find here.

Do your tricks.

- You know we're gonna
wind up doing weekends

in the electric chair if
Cain finds out about this.

- Check those drawers.

- I beg your pardon.

Don't you wanna
ask me something?

- What?

- Why I'm doing this with you?

Because no
matter what kind of a plod

you think I am, you know
I don't make mistakes.

- Gotcha.

- And we got him.

Get 'em up, Scout.

- I'll drive.

- No you won't.

- Well, what'd I tell you?

- Yeah okay, so this guy likes
to dress up like Hoot Gibson

and frequent C and W
bars on his nights off.

He even drives a Bronco,
which we can't ID.

I mean it still doesn't
prove he's a killer.

So where do we go
from here, Batman?

- Tomorrow night's Wednesday.

You put on that little
blonde wig of yours

and when he comes around to
show you his brand of fun,

we nail his hide.

- Let's do it.

- Works for me.

You know, you can
stay quiet real well.

I may keep you in
there permanently.

Will you look at what you're
doing to my red dress?

God, and will you
watch my shoes, please?

- Did you buy those
or did they jump out

from an alley at you?

Will you just get out there

and get attacked like
you're supposed to?

- Oh, well we finally know
the woman's place around here.

- Hey, don't put down my end,

I'm in here smelling mothballs
for the last two hours.

- You think you made a mistake?

Maybe the guy's not coming.

- Maybe you've been
using the wrong bait.

Here, try traipsing
around in this.

- Do you mind?

Keep your hands off my stuff.

And if you wanna use a
different bait next time,

you'll get no argument from me.

- Oh that'll be a first.

Get down.

- Halt, police.

- I think you forgot to
fire your warning shot.

- Wait for my backup
call next time.

You got a crazy lady for
a neighbor, you know that?

Party's over, Bolin.

- Well it looks like the doctor
doesn't make house calls.

Who's this guy?

- Let me know as soon
as you get an ID.

- That may be sooner
than we think.

He may have a
record, I'm not sure.

He looks familiar,
I just can't place

where I've seen him before.

- Oh that's terrific, sergeant.

Less than one week together,

you're beginning to sound
just like your partner.

You just shot a man and you
think you've seen him before.

- Well you oughta get to
know all your attackers

on a first name basis.

- Don't get wise
with me, Hunter,

you're already
working without a net.

Now what you two were doing
running decoy on the O'Neil

and Harmon cases is a
matter we'll take up

in my office tomorrow.

Let's just hope you
didn't kill some poor guy

trying to deliver flowers
or something to one

of the tenants in there.

- He wasn't delivering
flowers, captain.

Unless he was gonna put
'em on McCall's grave.

You see me in the
morning after you fill out

your reports and hand them
over to Detective Terwilliger,

the man in charge of this case.

Guess we were wrong about Bolin.

- Nah, we weren't wrong.

- Oh, Hunter, what's with you?

If Bolin's our man,
then who's this guy

who attacked me tonight,
just another freak?

It's too big a coincidence.

- Yeah, well so is the
fact that Bolin was

at that club the other
night and followed you home.

- Maybe Cain had him
follow us to find out

what we were doing
on our own time.

Put together one of his
psychiatric profiles

so he could wrap
us up in newspaper

and toss us out with the trash.

- And somebody else
entirely new comes along

and tries to kill
you, nah no way.

Maybe Bolin found
out who you were.

How?

Ran your plates, checked
with the building manager.

Realized it was a setup
and sent in a substitute.

- Maybe when we run a
make on the dead guy,

we'll find out something.

You really don't think
we messed up, do you?

- Oh we messed up,
but we weren't wrong.

- You know, we were right
about our guy, Justin Taylor.

He wouldn't know the inside of
a room unless it was padded.

He's done time both at
Vacaville State Hospital

and Camarillo.

He started modeling straight
jackets back in Bellevue

in New York where he was born.

What is that?

- That is a chili
dog with the works.

- This is the lunch
you're buying me

for wrangling this report
out of Terwilliger?

- Well, I used to bring
all my ex-partners here.

- And all this time I
thought they wound up

at County General because
they got wounded in shootouts.

- Give me that.

- It seems Justin
Taylor was into every

and all kinds of therapy.

And guess who was working
in a volunteer capacity

at Vacaville during the time
of his incarceration there?

In fact, Bolin was
on the review board

that kicked Justin
loose if he promised

to continue psychiatric
treatment on his own.

Here, it says it right there,
right under the chili smudge.

And you remember I told
you it was bugging me

where I'd seen this guy before?

- Yeah.

He was right in Bolin's office.

The day you had
your appointment.

We were going out
as he was coming in.

- Well if Bolin's
been treating this guy

for the last three years,
he probably knows how

to push all of his buttons.

What if Bolin
figured out our trap?

What do you think he'd do?

Send in a ringer
to throw us off.

- Works for me.

- Bolin's gonna be on alert now.

- Well he's insane.

He's the one that should
be seeing a headshrink.

- He probably is.

Most psychiatrists have
analysts of their own.

You know one of the requirements

to become an analyst
is to see one.

- Well let's go find his.

You want me to drive
while you eat that?

- Is that what you do with that?

Hey, Hunter, we're
being followed.

- What?

- Hold on.

- Where are you going?

I'm gonna circle back to
the pier and cut 'em off.

- Well take it easy, will you?

I wanna get back
there in one piece.

- Just eat your hotdog.

Police, get out of the car, now.

Well excuse me, haven't you
finished your lunch yet?

- Uncle John, what the
hell are you doing?

Don't they have
phones in Bel Air?

You gotta chase me?

- Ricky.

- How you doing, Jackie?

- I guess it could be worse.

Jackie Valentine,
pleased to meet you.

- Hi.

- Yeah well I don't get
to see you much, huh?

- Well I've been real busy.

- Yeah I know.

Gonna be a small
dinner this Sunday.

- Well Jilly and Tommy,
they'll make bail.

- Good.

And what about you?

What's your problem?

- I have no problems.

- Your Aunt Sophie's slaving
in the kitchen every Sunday

just in case you decide to
grace us with your presence.

Show up, will you?

So we can have something
different next time.

I've really been
busy, Uncle John.

Hey, was your Aunt
Sophie too busy to go down

to Shatsky's and get you that
Louisville Slugger you wanted?

Was she too busy when you had
to have your cuffs lowered

so you could go to that
dance at your college?

- That was junior high.

Whatever, you be
there this Sunday.

Don't disappoint your
Aunt Sophie again, huh?

- I'll be there.

- I know you will.

And bring your lady friend.

- You always get invited to
family gatherings like that?

- It beats a simple
telephone call, doesn't it?

- Would you please Dr.
Kettering that Sergeants McCall

and Hunter are here?

We phoned a short while ago.

Pretty strange music for
a doctor's waiting room,

don't you think?

Yeah, the doctor's into
country western music too.

- I'd sure like to know
what the connection is

between country western music

and 30 year old
blue eyed blondes.

- Hello, I'm Dr. Kettering.

How may I help you?

So you're saying you
believe Dr. Bolin

to be a sociopath who may
have killed these two women.

- And you're saying he couldn't.

- I'm saying as his doctor

I have certain ethical
restrictions that
I must deal with.

- Well that's nice, doctor,

but in the meantime these girls
just keep on dying, right?

- You have no evidence.

- Sometimes in
police work you have

to operate on educated
guesses, hunches.

So how about it?

Does Bolin fit a
sociopath's profile?

- Do you know much about
sociopaths, sergeant?

Only that they have no emotions.

- That's right, none at all.

They don't feel
anything we feel.

No love, no hate, no jealousy.

They tend to be
very, very smart,

often their IQs are somewhere
in the genius range.

They tend to be mathematical,

usually very disciplined,
often with good physiques.

Finally they are extremely
charming, socially adept.

They hide their
illness very carefully,

but when they are violent,
they are killing machines

with no remorse.

Sounds like a fair
description of Dr. Bolin.

- In some ways, yes.

- Is that why
you're treating him?

Is he sociopathic?

- I cannot tell you that.

Look, if you have
such a good hunch,

why don't you pursue it?

- Does he come
here on Wednesdays?

- That's right,
that's his day off.

I usually see him
around five o'clock.

- And then he goes out

and hacks up pretty blue
eyed blondes about your age.

- Maybe after being forced
to unburden himself to you,

he has a need to go out
and kill you, doctor.

- You people are practicing
psychiatry without a license.

- It could work that
way, couldn't it?

- It would be very unusual.

But yes, given the
right circumstances,

in textbook situations
it could happen.

- Look, this is not
a textbook situation.

And I may not have a
license to practice

but I think you're
in real danger.

Thank you for coming, sergeant.

I will review Dr. Bolin's tapes.

- Well thank you for seeing us.

- Be careful.

Stop chewing around the
edges, Sergeant Hunter.

You haven't come here
for another session.

What exactly do you want?

- I think I can speak
freely to you, doc.

I mean that's what this
is all about, isn't it,

being able to talk about things?

- Talk away, say
whatever's on your mind.

- Cathy O'Neil's on my mind.

- One of the ladies
who was murdered.

- Marge Harmon, the other
dead woman, she's on my mind.

Justin Taylor.

You know Justin
Taylor don't you, doc?

As a matter of
fact I do, he's...

He was one of my patients.

You're kinda responsible
for putting him back

out on the bricks, aren't you?

- Incarceration is a punishment,

not a form of rehabilitation
which Justin was ready for.

- Was he ready to be
killed, do you think?

- What's that supposed to mean?

- Well you know what
I'm talking about.

You as good as
killed him yourself.

- You mean I should
take the responsibility

for putting him out on the
streets in his childhood,

which led him to a life of
crime which in turn led him

to being gunned down by
some trigger-happy cop?

- I mean sending him over
there to kill Sergeant McCall

when you realized it was a cop
you followed home that night.

You truly are a troubled person.

- Well you should be the
expert on mental disorders,

being as screwed up as you are.

You know, I had no trouble
convincing your own shrink

that I thought...

- My own shrink?

- Dr. Kettering.

A lovely lady.

Pretty too, I like
'em like that.

Tall, slender,
blonde, blue eyed.

Sound like anybody
you've come across

in your travels, Terry?

- If I find out you've been
harassing Dr. Kettering

or any of my friends, I will
personally call Captain Cain...

- And get me suspended for
being unfit for active duty?

Go ahead, that'll
work for me just fine.

You know, as an on-duty
officer I have two hours a day

to work on your case.

But once I'm on suspension,
I'll have all the time I need

to bust your butt.

I'll be your worst nightmare.

When you wake up in the morning,

I'll be sitting on
your front steps.

And when you're
driving into work,

I'll be up there in
your rear view mirror.

And I'll be reading
magazines out there

in your waiting room and
in the stall next to you

when you go to the john.

And on Wednesday
nights when you're done

with Dr. Kettering
and you get that urge,

the one you can't
resist, to go out there

and find your next innocent
victim and purge yourself,

when you really need it,
when your every fiber

is screaming out for it,
but you know you can't,

because I'm gonna
be right there.

- Shut up, shut up, shut up,
shut up, shut up, shut up!

Well, doctor, I guess
this session is over with.

- Get out of here.

- Same time tomorrow?

- Get out of here.

- Well?

You know I think
there's something

to this therapy business.

After seeing Dr. Bolin just
now, I feel a whole lot better.

- Drilled him, did you?

- He's seeing daylight
through a new hole all right.

- Well all we do is
wait till Wednesday,

then we sit on him from
the moment he wakes

up in the morning
till he makes his move

and we have got him.

- Works for me.

- Terry.

I wasn't expecting
you until tomorrow.

It's only Tuesday.

- I was gonna call you,

I just happened to be
in the neighborhood.

I thought I'd drop in.

Do you have any time?

- I am going out.

- Anything special?

No, no I'm just meeting friends.

I was just locking up.

I'll walk you down to your car.

- Good.

I'll only be a few
minutes, Terry.

- I understand there
was some people here

asking questions about me.

Police officers.

A man and a woman?

Well surely you must
remember a couple

of police officers
asking questions

about a colleague and a patient.

- Yes.

But they were only
here for a few minutes.

Would you care for a drink?

- No.

What did they want?

- Well I don't know, really.

I just told them that I
couldn't divulge anything

that we've ever discussed
and that our dealings

were strictly confidential.

- So you did tell
them I was a patient.

- They already knew that.

And you are.

- Yes.

- You sure you wouldn't
like that drink now?

- I'm positive.

Well then, I'm
going to have one.

- You're gonna be late
for your appointment.

No I won't.

Uh-huh, yes.

He's here right now.

Uh-huh.

He knows what
we've talked about.

He has a strange look.

Yes.

Yes, I do believe he is
capable of killing me.

- As well I am.

I'm afraid.

- Trick or treat.

I guess I'll try

and keep him here as long
as I can, but please hurry.

- Back up.

Turn around.

Put your hands against the wall.

Come on.

Spread 'em.

All right, where's
the blade, doctor?

Hunter.

- Freeze, Bolin.

Are you hurt?

- Stupid question.

- Call an ambulance.

I'm going after him.

You gonna be okay?

- Do it.

- Works for me.

Yay, about time.

- I got it.

- Oh, thanks.

You know, this is
stupid, I feel fine.

I can walk.

- Well I'm sorry, it's
hospital regulations.

Oh, I'll be right back.

- You know, this wasn't
a fair deal, Hunter.

The least you coulda done
was get shot or something.

- Well maybe your next partner
will be more considerate.

This union is officially
terminated then?

Unless I do most of the driving.

- McCall, I wanted to stop by
and see how you were doing.

Well it was good
of you to show up

on the day she's
leaving, captain.

- I'm fine.

Shoulder's just a little stiff,
but it'll get worked out.

- And you can take
your time getting back.

When you do, you can remain
desk-bound as long as you'd like

before we get you a new partner.

- Well she already has a
partner, captain, remember?

- Surely you're joking.

- No I'm not joking.

And my name isn't Shirley.

Well then let's get a
few things straight here.

- Oh could you hand
me my teddy, captain?

- Don't think everything
you two pulled

is gonna get washed out
with the tide on this.

You disobeyed direct
orders from me

and violated any number of
policies listed on my memo.

- And caught a
psychopathic murderer

and probably cost you
your guest membership

to his Beverly
Hills country club.

- I don't find
that funny, Hunter.

- I kinda do.

Just kinda though.

You don't know how tough
it's gonna get on you.

You're gonna be chasing
gumball bandits,

policing rock concerts, any
garbage detail I can think of,

and one slip, anything at
all gets into the margins,

and I'll have both your badges.

As long as you're in
my division, Hunter,

I want you to keep your nose
clean and your gun holstered.

Anybody suspicious
in front of you,

don't just cross the street,
you go around the block

and run to another neighborhood.

I don't know how it is you
manage to always wind up

in the middle of these code
threes, but that's over.

- Excuse me.

Yeah, you.

Hunter, are you hearing
one word I'm saying?

- Stop him, he's got the drugs.

- Anybody moves, she gets it.

- Well, punk, you
gonna go for it?
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