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One-Adam-12, no warrant.
Lincoln X-ray, Ida 483.
One-Adam-12. A 415... fight group
with chains and knives.
♪♪
Well, it's getting to be about that time.
That's just what my stomach was thinking.
Okay, uh... how about Chinese food?
Han Low's only a couple blocks.
Look, you know just as well where we're going as I do.
Okay. Call it in.
One-Adam-12 requesting code 7
at Duke's Roundup Café.
Fifth Street and Pine.
One-Adam-12. Okay, set.
One-Adam-12. Roger.
You go ahead. I'm gonna buy a paper.
What do you want to eat?
Uh, ranchburger, medium rare. Side order of chili.
A true gourmet selection.
Oh! Hey! Cop!
One-Adam-12 to Control One.
Officer needs help. Shots fired.
Corner of Fifth Street and Pine.
Requesting a sergeant with a tear gas kit.
All units in the vicinity, officer needs help.
Fifth and Pine. Shots fired.
One-Adam-15. Handle Code 3.
One-Adam-12 is requesting help.
Wha... What are we gonna do now?
Try the back. Keep your eye on them.
Uhh... Back door locked?
Is it locked?
Keys are on the wall, by the register.
What happened?
They got the back. We'd be clay pigeons.
Look. Listen, I... I got the cop's gun.
Good. We may need it.
What's going on in there?
My partner must've walked in on a 2-11.
We were just around the corner and heard your call.
Did your partner get hit?
I don't know.
Come on.
Hold it right there!
We got a cop in here with a bullet in him!
Stay where you are,
or we'll finish him off!
One thing we know for sure. They can't get out the back way.
What the guy look like?
I'm sorry. I was ducking a slug.
Okay, let's get the traffic stopped through here.
Take that end of the street, and I'll take the other.
Let's go!
Go! Fast!
Is... Is he alive?
Yeah.
We... We'd better give up, buddy.
If... If the cop dies, we've had it.
Shoulda thought of that before you shot him.
Gimme a hand.
Hold it, fella.
You're gonna have to go back the way you came.
We're clearing out the area.
Let's go, folks. Move on back.
What happened, Reed?
I was buying a paper.
Malloy walked into the Longhorn Café
and caught a bullet. Guy said if we tried
to rush him, he'd finish him off.
How many involved?
At least two.
What makes you think so?
One of the guys tried to get out the back.
When he was making his move, not a single customer
ran out the front. I figured somebody else had a gun on 'em.
Where's a good spot for a command post?
Pull ahead and around the corner to the right.
There's an alley the other side of that little theater.
You can cover the front from there. Right.
All right, let's go, folks. Move on back.
What's... What's going on out there?
I don't know, but they're getting a lot of help.
All of you, over here. Down on the floor.
Come on! Come on!
Where you going?
He needs help.
He could bleed to death.
Let her go. A live cop's better than a dead one.
Watch her, though.
Let me help her.
Never mind, cowboy.
You and Pop there, have a seat on the floor.
What're you gonna do with us?
I'll let you know.
One-L-90, this is One-L-20.
Requesting an ambulance and a SWAT team
be dispatched to our command post. Code 2.
Roger, One-L-20. SWAT team has been contacted
and is en route to your location.
We've got a black-and-white at both ends of the block.
Good. I've got more units on the way.
Now, we'll set up a perimeter.
We'll clear out these stores and offices
that might be in the line of fire. Then what?
Well, we'll try to talk 'em outta there.
If that doesn't work, we'll use tear gas.
Wanna break it out for me?
There's a first aid kit behind the counter.
May I get it?
Help yourself.
The first aid kit. Nothing else.
What do you think we ought to do?
I'll tell you what we're gonna do. Nothing.
Sounds funny, coming from you, Duke.
That's my girl over there, pal.
I don't want her hurt.
How about Malloy?
He'd tell you the same thing:
Just sit tight and sweat 'em out.
Hey.
Come on.
Wake up.
Oh, that's better.
You had me worried there for a minute.
I want every building cleared
that could be hit by a bullet from inside that restaurant.
All right, get a move on.
12 hours since we bust out of jail.
And already we got one foot in the gas chamber.
Whose fault is it, Vince, mine or yours?
What difference does it make? Let's get outta here.
I'm ready. Any suggestions?
Yeah.
Let's throw in the towel.
'Cause if we don't, they're gonna kill us for sure.
I told you a long time ago
if I ever got outta that joint,
I was never going back, and I meant what I said.
One-L-90, this is One-L-20.
We got some buildings to evacuate.
Then we're gonna try to talk 'em out.
Now, what's the ETA on that SWAT team?
This is One-L-90. Your SWAT team ought to be there any minute.
One-L-20. Roger.
Easy does it, Pete.
How you feeling?
Rotten.
Well, don't look so sad.
You're gonna live a little longer. Thanks.
We're gonna make a trade, even up...
Your life for ours.
Forget it.
You need a doctor. I'll give them the
Message.
It won't work, friend. I think it will.
Your buddies out there aren't gonna just stand around
and wait for you to die.
Don't be so sure.
We'll see.
Bernie.
What? They're getting ready
to shoot some tear gas in here.
They can't!
Why not, cowboy?
Well, the old man, that's why. Shut up, Duke
Nah. What is it, cowboy?
Keep talking.
They can't shoot tear gas in here.
It'd kill Stony. Now, I know what I'm talking about.
Why?
He can hardly breathe as it is.
It's his lungs. Now, tear gas would wipe him out.
That's good to know.
Thanks, cowboy.
I'm scared, Pete.
Just take it easy.
Everything's being done that can be done,
so don't get excited. Okay?
Look, do me a favor. Go over...
sit down next to Duke.
You all right?
Ye... Yeah.
Your boyfriend's... kind of excitable.
So don't let him do anything foolish. Okay?
Mind if I sit over there?
Go ahead.
You, inside the restaurant.
Come out with your hands over your heads.
You've got one minute
before we send tear gas in there.
You got 40 seconds.
Okay, Pop, on your feet.
What are you gonna do?
I want somebody to hide behind.
Then why not use me, huh?
Sorry, cowboy, you're too healthy. Come on.
Inside the café. You've got 30 seconds.
Sarge.
You listening out there?
We're listening.
You know this guy?
His name is Stony! Says he knows you!
Reed?
Yeah. I know him.
He's an ex-rodeo rider.
We know him.
Then you know
he don't breathe so good.
You send tear gas in here, he's as good as dead!
That's right, Sarge.
He's got emphysema.
I think we shook 'em up a little, Pop.
You're a stupid man, mister.
So I've been told.
Go on back. Sit down.
What do you think you've gained
by telling 'em about me?
One hour, maybe?
I'll settle for that.
Ever been in prison, Pop?
No.
Then you don't know
how long an hour can be.
Crummy trick, huh?
Yeah.
The old guy was steady as a rock.
Gotta hand it to him.
What's your last name, Bernie?
Why?
I just like to know who I'm talking to, that's all.
Not important.
Never was, come to think about it.
That so?
Unimportant name, unimportant man.
Till now. Right?
I gotta agree with that.
You fit to walk?
Whenever you're ready.
Old Vinnie over there'll probably want
to take the girl along.
Wanna bet?
One hostage is enough.
Two would just slow you down.
I couldn't agree more.
You know...
for an intelligent man,
you're playing it pretty dumb.
You, too, huh?
When'd you get out of the joint, Bernie?
What difference does it make?
I'm out. That's all that counts.
For how long?
I'll tell you for how long.
Yeah? Forever, mister!
Hi, Mac. I'm sorry I'm late. I had a little
research to do. You're just in time.
They're still inside. We figure they've got at least four hostages.
How's Malloy? Any word?
They said he's still alive.
I think I know who your suspects are.
At any rate, they've been reported in the vicinity. Who are they?
Couple of hard cases. Bernie Ryan and Vince Warren.
Over the wall from San Quentin.
That rings a bell.
Yeah, I sent 'em up myself, about three years ago.
We got word this morning about the break.
Now, I just pulled a package on 'em to refresh my memory.
They're both trigger-happy. Yeah?
But Ryan's the worst of the two.
He'll shoot to kill.
Your people in position?
All set.
They got snipers all over the place.
They want to kill us. I told you.
You're getting nervous, pal.
Come on, Bernie. We quit now, we got a chance.
Use your head.
Inside the café!
Pay attention!
You're completely surrounded.
There's the door.
You can walk out anytime you want. I'm staying.
Listen to me, will you?
What would you rather have, a cell in the joint or... or being dead?
Answer me that. I know about one. The other's gotta be better.
You're crazy.
Look, Vince, we're still gonna walk outta here. Believe me.
But not if we start taking each other on!
Now, trust me!
I know what I'm doing!
There's no chance of escape.
Now, throw your guns out on the sidewalk
and come outta there
with your hands up high.
How about it, boys?
This has gone far enough, don't you think?
I'll have to admit, they make a pretty strong case.
I wouldn't wait any longer.
You need a doctor.
Let's see if we can get you one.
What now, Sarge?
It's their move.
Your first partner, Reed?
Yeah.
I know how you feel right now.
Hey, out there!
Your buddy here needs a doctor!
We're ready to deal! How about you?
That's Ryan... the voice and the face.
What kind of a deal?
One cop for the two of us! What do you say?
Keep talking.
Back off, and we'll disappear!
That way, nobody gets hurt.
We'll leave the cop behind.
How about it, Reed? If it was up to you,
how would you handle it?
He's bleeding. I want to get him out.
Yeah.
I'll sweeten the deal!
One cop and three solid citizens
for a couple of bust-outs. That's my last offer.
You're wasting your time.
I don't think so.
I'm getting tired of waiting!
We got a deal?
If you're all right, Malloy, wave your hand.
Don't do it.
Well, Reed?
You know we can't let 'em go.
All right. Throw down your gun
and come out with your hands up.
That's the only kind of a deal
I can make.
For a bunch of intelligent men,
they're playing it kinda dumb.
Over there, alongside the cowboy.
Now what, Bernie?
You're funny, Vince.
What do you mean?
You know the neighborhood. You know the joint.
This one here.
This whole thing was your idea, right?
How did I know a cop was gonna come in?
Yeah. Shooting the cop.
That was your idea, too.
Now all of a sudden, you can't think of a thing to do.
They're right.
I'm stupid.
Now, get outta here!
Bernie.
You don't understand.
I don't... I don't want to die!
Don't worry, pal. You're home free.
Don't shoot!
Please, don't shoot!
I'm coming out!
Please! Here's... Here's the gun! I got
no gun! Please don't shoot! I want to live!
Hold your fire! Hold your fire!
All right, come on out, Warren.
Keep those hands up high.
Please! Please don't shoot me!
Here! The hands are up!
Please don't shoot me.
Please.
Please. Don't shoot.
Please.
Please don't shoot me.
Please don't shoot me.
Take him, Reed.
Don't shoot. Come on, mister. Keep moving.
Don't shoot.
Turn around. Hands on your head. Don't shoot.
Don't shoot.
Please don't shoot.
Ohh!
Hands on top of the car. Uhh...
How's your shoulder?
Not too good.
You know, you're lucky.
Vince is a good shot.
I'm surprised he didn't take your head off.
I live right.
Now, which one of you wants to walk outta here
in front of me?
I thought we had that all arranged.
Yeah, I been thinking about that.
You just might cave in there.
Then where would I be?
Where Vince is... alive.
Yeah. You said it yourself.
I'm not too bright.
Okay. Let's get it over with.
Now, take it easy.
You're right, and I'm wrong.
I could be dead before that cup gets cold.
I want to finish what's in it.
Now, I'm parked right in front of your black-and-white.
We'll take our time crossing the street.
When we get to the car, we'll climb in together...
like Siamese twins.
You're really not too bright,
are you? Don't make a mistake, cowboy.
Duke, please.
Now, no. Wait a minute. He'll listen to me.
Malloy's a cop.
They're not gonna spare him if it means letting you getting away.
So take me, huh?
How about it? No dice, shorty.
But that's what they pay him for.
I've heard the rumor, only it's not true.
Okay. Let's go.
He can do it himself.
Thanks for the coffee.
Here he comes.
Hold your fire, everybody.
Real easy, partner.
Don't try to get away.
What are you doing, Gus? I'm gonna talk
to him. Cover me.
Hey, back!
Get any closer, I'll shoot.
Don't you know me, Bernie?
Gus Barin.
Yeah, I know you.
Look. I got nothing in my hands.
Let's talk about it.
You mind?
Hold it right there.
What's the matter?
So we yak a couple of minutes.
Or do you scare easier nowadays?
What do you want to talk about?
About you.
And Malloy there.
How you doing, Pete?
I'm okay.
Good. Glad to hear it.
How about the rest of 'em?
I shot 'em.
What else?
Uh-uh. Vince, maybe, but not you, Bernie.
You got brains.
Thanks. Now, get outta my way.
Gimme the gun, Bernie.
I was waiting for that.
Is prison so bad you're willing to die to keep from going
back? Is that the idea?
Exactly.
Only I figure to stay alive.
Is that your car there?
Since 2:00 this morning.
Shoulda kept an eye on it.
What are you talking about?
Well, we pulled the ignition wires a while ago.
On the police car, too.
You're lying!
Well, go ahead. Try it.
Try the black-and-white, too.
He's telling the truth, Bernie.
I saw 'em out the window while you were drinking coffee.
How could you? You were on the floor.
I tried to get up. Remember?
You won't get very far walking, Bernie.
You went over the wall at 2:00 this morning.
You're tired, Bernie.
Give me the gun.
I'll see you get all the sleep you want.
Yeah, I'm tired.
Easy, Bernie.
Hand me the gun.
It's all over.
Yeah.
You're right.
Uhh!
Uhhhh!
How you feeling? You okay?
Yeah.
Man, it's good to see you.
It's good to see you, too.
Thanks, Gus.
Anytime.
Hey. Those ignition wires.
Did you guys really pull 'em?
What do you think?
Hey, get that stretcher over here!
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