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Tonight on Hunter.

Probably the same town where he pulled the five other jobs.

Only this time, they brought fireworks.

You robbed a bank owned by a vicious mob boss?

I know this cop named Hunter, owes me a big one.

I owe Smolki my life.

What?

I don't want to talk about it.

Get down!

A million dollar scam down the toilet!

But you haven't booked Terry Smolki because...

He's going to help us pull another bank job.

Hello?

Very cool, money.

I got 200 G's.

The last time I saw this much green in one place,

it was the big vacuum cleaner thing in Vegas.

That's right, at the Dunes.

They had a naked lady swimming in it.

The beauty part is, we don't have to fence a nickel of this.

It's all 10's and 20's, used bills, easy to pass.

Hey, Vance.

You're a genius.

Tomorrow night, Mimi and me, we're going to be strolling

through the mall like royalty.

And I'm going to pick out something nice for you.

Just put it back. We're eight minutes behind.

Fill those bags.

Come down to the pipe.

Forgot my smokes.

Murray, for crying out loud.

Yeah, well, I forgot.

Hurry up.

I'm coming I'm looking.

I'm looking.

Hurry up!

Coming, 10 feet behind you.

Whoa!

Oh!

Murray, you idiot.

Thank you.

Your bomb squad thinks it was a shaped

charge, set off remote, UHF like with a garage door opener.

It's probably the same talent who pulled the five other jobs.

Except this time, they brought their fireworks.

Well, what I want to know is why they decided

to blow this particular tunnel.

I don't know.

Tell you what I think, we've got

two styrofoam cups, two crowbars,

one dead body in the tunnel.

I think one partner decided he didn't want a partner.

But why suddenly decide to hassle Harvey Falk?

He's the back door money here.

Oh, that's still only rumor, Hunter.

My office has been trying to connect

Falk with Third National.

He's built a paper jungle.

Frank Buck and 20 MBAs would get lost.

Yeah, well, thanks.

Know what I think?

This is Falk's bank.

The lucky one is the corpse.

Hey Stewart, I haven't seen you

since the crash of '87 and that shootout at the stock exchange.

Got any insider tips?

Buy low, sell high.

Ah.

You know, the thief must have liked what he got in there.

Because he left stuff behind in the safety deposit boxes, stuff

you could take to a fence, bag a few 100,000.

Well, see you guys.

Thanks Stewart.

Got an ID on the body.

It's a Michael Andelman.

His rap sheet is mainly small-time stuff.

This tunnel job was a definite career move.

Michael Murray Andelman.

Yeah, Michael Murray Andelman. You know him?

Yeah, and his brother-in-law partner Terry Smolki,

the albatross around my neck.

What do you mean?

I don't want to talk about it.

Well, wait a minute, wait a minute.

What are you talking about?

I owe Smolki my life.

What?

I don't want to talk about it.

You can't just leave me like that.

What do you mean?

For three months, you come home covered in dirt.

You won't tell me why.

And now it's all over the front page.

Hey baby, how about this?

It says we get 18 months parts and labor.

Don't tell me it wasn't you and Murray.

Oh my god, they found a dead man.

Is it Murray?

Tell me it isn't Murray.

They got this humidity control thing in the crisper.

You break a stalk of celery, you could go deaf.

Three days ago, I had a dream something

terrible was going to happen.

In my dream, I was going bald.

But it's the same.

I don't hear you saying I'm crazy, Terry.

How could you let my brother-in-law

die in the sewer?

I didn't let him die.

He went back to get his cigarettes

and the roof caved in.

Believe me, baby, it was an accident.

Ah, come on, how do you think I feel?

I'm the guy who kept telling him to quit smoking.

Oh, and when were you going to tell

me he quit smoking for good?

Thanksgiving when there's an empty chair at the table?

Who got you two involved in bank jobs anyway?

It's not your speed.

This, this friend of Murray's you met,

Vance, he'd pick out the banks and we would do the digging.

Third National was going to be our last hit.

And then we were going to take our splits.

And to top it off, I didn't even get the money.

Vance made off with the haul from all six jobs,

including a couple hundred grand in old bills.

We owe it to Murray to get his cut for my sister.

Nobody in this building ever rings the doorbell.

These kids they come up here, they take whatever they want,

beer, sodas...

Cops.

Cops.

Hey, it's a gray BMW.

I don't get it.

It's two scrotes who work for Harvey Falk.

What's Harvey Falk want with us?

Goetz, O'Hara, what a surprise.

Well, we apologize for not going ahead, Terry.

But we really do need a little contact.

It's Mimi, right?

We met once at a family weekend in Chino.

Hi.

Oh my, you have done a lovely job with this place here, Mimi.

It's subtle, yet still mighty comfy.

Mhm, yeah.

We heard about Murray.

And we wanted you both to know that we

share in your hour of sorrow.

Thank you.

That's very nice.

Word's on the street, is it?

Why don't you make yourselves at home?

I've got some coffee on. It's good and strong.

Oh, thank you, Mimi, but we're strictly decaf.

Now, as we mentioned, we both share in your loss,

but unfortunately Mr. Falk doesn't quite feel the same.

Did Mr. Falk have something against Murray?

No, not personally, Mimi.

He was just upset because it was his bank Murray

was robbing when he died.

You robbed a bank owned by a vicious mob boss?

Come on, guys.

I'm not so stupid that I would rob a bank owned by Mr. Falk.

No, the guy you want is this engineer named Vance.

But I swear, I don't know how to find him.

What a surprise.

Mr. Falk gets his money today or we're

going to express mail pieces of your body

to every state in the union.

Well, we'll let ourselves out.

Mimi.

Nice seeing you again, Mimi.

First you bury Murray and now you're

going to make me a widow.

Go get our shares from Vance.

I'm packing our bags for Cuba.

I wasn't kidding, babe.

I don't know how to find him.

Then why in the hell are you smiling?

All banks have insurance.

I'll bet that unmarked cash wasn't on Falk's books.

That's why he sent these college boys over here to get it.

I know that look.

That's your crazy look.

I know this cop named Hunter, owes me a big one.

I hand him Harvey Falk, he hands me a reward.

Ew.

Smolki's ducked out on his last previous address.

I have no idea where he is.

Yeah, ditto on Murray Andelman.

You know, those guys have only been on parole for five months.

That's an awful lot of moving around.

You remember Duckworth down in records, don't you?

Duckworth?

Yeah, I know Duckworth.

He has a very interesting story about those two guys.

Yeah?

Yeah, it seems several years ago

they were both found boosting camera

equipment out of this department store

disguised as delivery men.

A rookie cop answered the call.

And when he got there, there was some guy

in the alley who was all whacked out on PCP or something.

And he... you know, when he saw the uniform, he pulled a gun.

Well, Terry Smolki beaned this guy

from behind with a telephoto lens,

thus saving the rookie cop's life.

Really?

Yeah.

And the rookie cop's name was...

Richard Hunter.

He hasn't let me forget it sense.

Hunter.

Yes, Sporty, what do you want?

Yeah, I'm listening.

You see, that's not going to happen, Sporty.

Uh huh.

All right.

Give me the address.

Yeah, yeah, you got a deal.

I said you've got a deal.

You just made a deal with Sporty in less than a minute.

Yeah, well you see, Sporty is in the agent business.

He just signed Terry Smolki.

He found him?

Well actually, Terry found him.

To negotiate, I see, oh, I...

Do I smell a payback here?

Hey, lookit, you can smell what you want.

I might run this address.

Oh, and listen, do all of us a service

and do something constructive.

Run a check on all the backgrounds of all the ex-cons

and parolees that you can find that has a tunneling MO.

Say hi to Terry.

Yeah, I will.

This makes six banks tunneled

into and robbed in LA this year, but the first real lead.

The bank robber's body was identified as Murray Andelman,

a part-time lawnmower repairman from Reseda

with a history of petty crimes.

Police are searching for Andelman's accomplice who

survived the tunnel explosion.

Police are hopeful they can track Andelman's movements

and locate some of the stolen millions,

mostly personal jewelry taken from safe deposit boxes.

Next, we'll check the weekend weather.

All I have is pimento spread.

Terry hit the cheddar ball when he came back from...

Uh, work.

How do you like your ice, Hunter?

Get in here, Terry.

Sergeant Hunter doesn't care about your stupid refrigerator.

Listen, Terry has had a hard life, the thing with his mother

and... but you know this bit.

I just want to keep him out of jail.

I'll be gentle.

OK, I appreciate it.

All right, let's see.

Who had the crushed and who had the cubes?

Sit down.

Isn't this great, to be able to sit here among friends,

to breathe the air, to enjoy a chilled drink?

Life, It's really something, isn't it?

You want to tell me about Vance?

He'd set up the jobs.

We'd dig.

We didn't even know where the tunnels were going.

You can't spit on that stretch of Wilshire

without hitting a bank.

And they all look the same on the inside.

Did you talk Falk's men where Vance was.

I don't know where he is.

Tell him about the money, baby.

We found a bag of old money, about 200 Gs.

It wasn't on the bank's books.

You see, that's what I think Falk is really after.

He's using the bank as a laundry.

Oh, yeah, well, perhaps.

How about you and I take a little hop down and see

the booking sergeant, shall we?

Wait... wait a minute.

Remember what I did for you?

How can I forget?

Don't I deserve a deal?

If you help me catch the killer.

Killer?

Yeah, you see Vance blew the tunnel.

He wanted everybody to think this was his last job.

He should be... yeah, he should be flying

over Rio right about now.

Didn't I always tell you not to work with killers.

You see what happens?

You met him.

He took us to dinner. He was a nice-looking guy.

Well, maybe you can point him out in a mugbook for us.

Come on.

Hey, don't forget your jail bag, baby.

I put in some clean underwear and a roll of quarters.

I love you.

OK, good.

If it's possible, we always try to keep

Terry out of Parker Center.

You know that disinfectant they use, his skin breaks out.

Oh, well, we'll have to monitor that.

No, I will not stop by the pharmacy and pick up soap.

No, no, I'm going to be at my sister's.

Listen, you can call me day or night.

You really can.

I'll bet my last nickel it was that damn Vance again.

And no, we're not even.

I saw him coming a mile away.

Come on.

Mrs. Smolki, don't worry about it.

Hunter is going to be there.

He'll be able to hear everything.

Right, OK, look, I'll have Terry call you at your sister's

apartment as soon as possible.

You guys have got better pictures of me.

This one has got to be at least 10 years old.

You're supposed to be looking for pictures of Vance.

Not here.

I told you, he's never been inside.

OK, Terry.

It's all set.

All you've got to do is just let him talk.

I want to hear, it's Harvey Falk's money, Third National

Bank, all in the same breath.

And this is the room where the Freeway Strangler confessed.

Uh, but it's in use right now.

Why hasn't he been booked?

He's looking at some photographs,

then we're going to book him.

Uh, can I ask you why?

Yeah.

What are all the squirts doing here?

The little darlings are all from St. John Blaze's.

Commissioner's brother is a priest down there

and I got elected to give them a tour.

Don't bang on the machines, kids.

Kids, don't back on the machine now.

You all right, Charlie?

Sure, I'm fine.

Listen, the Feds got us a possible ID

on Smolki's accomplice.

Vance?

No, Voychek, Milos Voychek.

He's a Czechoslovakia national wanted

on the continent for murder and a string of tunnel jobs

just like these.

I'm still hungry.

Well, just hang on now.

Lunch is at the morgue.

The morgue?

That's terrific.

You're taking these kids to the morgue for lunch?

Yeah, they've got a great cafeteria there.

Get that bone chicken teriyaki.

Don't spoil your lunches, kids.

Kids?

So why haven't we...

Booked Terry Smolki?

It will be a bit more, Mr. Falk.

Harold, if you can't get it for under $100,000,

it's not going to hang on my wall.

It's a rare master, Mr. Falk.

It's only a bunch of damn flowers on a table.

Well, they're rare flowers.

All right, 100-year-old flowers.

Offer them $90.

I want an answer by six o'clock London time.

As You wish, Mr. Falk.

Thank you, Harold.

You look too serious, Goetz.

Some unsettling news on Mr. Smolki.

What's he done now?

Five minutes after we had his line interdicted,

he made arrangements with his middle man.

Interdicted?

We placed a surveillance device on Mr. Smolki's phone.

It appears the middle man was successful in arranging

a tete-a-tete between Mr. Smolki and a Sergeant Hunter.

What cop would have anything to do with Smolki?

Our sources tell us Sergeant Hunter

is a bit of an overachiever.

And Smolki is a little bughead who's

going to try to play both ends.

Go back to his place and interdict

his ass until he talks.

The operative word is reasonable.

Us with you, you with us.

You'll feel better once you've

made a clean breast of it.

Ow.

I told you, I don't know how to find Vance.

Shut up.

As far as Hunter was concerned,

I was just jerking him around to buy some time.

Please, please.

Don't.

Please tell Mr. Falk, I didn't know Third National was his.

Oh, we're very disappointed in you, Terry.

Maybe we better continue our conversation

in the kitchen, Terry.

Come on, you little weasel.

Frost-free, very impressive.

I guess this is the meat keeper.

Oh!

I'll get back-up.

Terry?

Are you all right?

Yeah, just bent a finger.

You must be Sergeant Hunter.

Yeah, that's right.

You want to press charges?

You know, home accidents claim more lives

than our nation's highways. Think about it.

Sergeant, it's broken.

And I'm not surprised.

You know, these 840 models, they've been around

since the French Connection.

Guess the mayor wasn't kidding when

he said we needed new taxes.

Yeah, why don't you take a hike?

Let's go, move.

You're supposed to be settling the debt between us.

And you let Falk's college boys bust up my machine.

I don't care about your machine.

You know, I was 21 before I stayed in a nice motel.

It was real hot.

And they had this big ice maker down the hall.

And you could take all you wanted.

And right then I knew, someday I'd have my own.

I hate funeral homes.

They always prop up the body so the stiff looks like he's

on some ride at Disneyland.

Hey, haven't we arrested half the people in here?

Yeah, I think crime brings people together.

Yeah, look at him.

Look at him.

You see what I'm talking about?

He looks like he's just been strapped in for the log ride.

Hey, hey, look, look, there's Mimi over there.

Why don't you go over and talk to her, huh?

Maybe she needs a little TLC or something.

Well, maybe what she needs is to have her head examined.

Look at this coffin.

Walnut with the inlays.

And exactly how much this is blanket of roses cost anyway?

200, but not out of your pocket,

Mr. So Long Murray Can I Have Your Tools.

Saulie, our bail bondsman, 20 years.

How did he get roughed up?

Two of Falk's men.

I'm very sorry about that.

Yeah, you know, we're still trying to figure out exact...

Oh, ah, ah, the throbbing.

Oh, oh, sorry I just...

Just blanked out there for a second.

Are you... you OK, baby?

Yeah, I'm OK.

And what about this Cadillac you got Murray parked in, here?

That probably cost a small fortune, didn't it?

Do you think I'd go cheap on my brother-in-law's funeral?

He's dead.

We could bury him in the refrigerator box

and he wouldn't know the difference.

We can't because you'll be in it.

Ah!

Mimi, look, why don't we go to the back of the chapel?

Maybe you need to cry or something.

Good idea.

Yeah, Hunter, it's not her fault.

Ever since we were married, I've done nothing

but spoil that woman.

Come here.

Mimi, you have to understand, Terry

is under a lot of pressure.

Do I look like I'm on a vacation?

I'm sorry.

It's just that living with Terry is crazy.

He always says the next job is going to be the big one

and it never is.

Uh, yeah, well, maybe if he went straight your life

could be a little easier.

Don't you think I know that?

No, Terry thinks he's Al Capone.

You know the only time he ever pulled off a good job?

He ripped off a coin shop.

You know what that idiot did?

He hid 30 grand worth of Morgan silver dollars

in a barbecue pit.

A week and five t-bones later we had a river of metal

running down the patio.

Uh, Mimi, uh, you know, you might

be able to help us out here.

You and Terry had had dinner with Vance.

Do you remember anything that he said that might

be able to help us to find him.

I don't know.

It was the usual meet the family kind of thing.

The guys who hire Terry usually spring for dinner once.

They want to get a look at me so they'll know who to blow away

in case Terry crosses them.

Makes sense.

Well, it's like any business.

Anyway, Vance took us to a Sizzler

on an all-you-can-eat night.

And Terry and Murray were having bets

who could eat the most shrimps.

Terry was cheating and...

Hey, wait a minute.

There was something.

Vance was complaining about the sweep hand

on his watch not working, yeah.

Yeah, it was a fancy job, a "hue-erd," a "hu-ererd" or...

Wha...

a "hurerer."

A Heuer?

Yeah, seven dials.

The guy was from out of town.

So I told him about a little shop

on Reseda Boulevard handles those imports.

I have Vance's address.

So do O'Hara and Goetz.

They were here a half hour ago.

I wonder who told them. - Good work.

We better get over to Vance's.

Everybody in place?

All set in the alley behind the building.

Good, I'm going in.

I'll stay here with your buddy.

Right.

Thanks.

Two men on the pool side.

Cover the waterfront entrance and the fire doors.

Let's go.

Jerry, what do you got down there?

They're down here, Hunter.

Wait, something near the window.

What the hell was that?

You all right?

Once they repelled down the building,

the suspects disappeared.

The coroner said they put a round into Vance.

They had a one-way ticket to Aruba all paid for.

You sure didn't put a lot of effort

into making his house a home.

I'd bag more evidence out of a phone booth.

What do you have?

I found this near the television

set in the living room.

You think it's hot?

Well, I don't know.

I think we'll let the lab boys tell us that.

Hm.

You still going to go see Stewart?

Yep.

Good, why don't you get a list of the board of directors

for Third National Bank?

We should do a back check on all those people over there.

OK, no problem.

Uh, you know, I think we ought to book this evidence

and get out of here.

I hear that Charlie is very irritated

that we haven't booked Terry.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, let's get out of here.

I don't know.

I wonder if we'll ever hang Harvey

Falk with Third National, with anything for that matter.

I mean, the man has his own personal parking

space next to the grand jury.

He sidesteps every indictment.

Let us worry about the bank directors, all right?

We might be able to find a wrinkle.

Maybe, but Third National is a hell of an institution,

secure as the Rock of Gibraltar, no energy

investments or foreign loans.

In fact, I bank there.

Are you serious?

Why not?

They've got great customer service.

And you should see the calendars they give away at Christmas,

little Norman Rockwell.

Wait a minute, wait, I'm a little confused here.

Are you keeping an eye on Third National

or doing their commercials?

Oh, wait a minute.

If you can prove Falk is behind Third National,

we'll be onto him faster than you can say

Securities Exchange Commission.

But then you'd have to buy your own calendars.

Good, McCall.

So what do you think?

Black China tea?

Hm, I'd say English breakfast.

You picked up on that, huh?

Yeah, well I've done my homework.

Mhm.

Somebody found a bag full of this stuff.

Bank hasn't claimed it yet though.

From a professional point of view, how big a bag?

Oh, about $200,000 in $10's and $20's.

Hm, you know, rubbing it with teabags

is still the best way to age paper, strictly low tech.

No chemicals, smell goes away once you pass it.

And the quality?

Oh, first class, nice plates, no sloppy photo offset.

You think these bills would pass

through a currency counter?

No sweat.

More professional curiosity, where'd you find it?

I think it was Third National Bank.

Not Harvey Falk's bank?

I got a bid in for the Christmas calendars,

big order, 50,000 pieces.

You can put a good word in for me.

That's a lot of calendars for one bank, isn't it?

Harvey's got two, Third National and Cahuenga Thrift.

But he's a tightwad.

So you tell him for me, I never pad my bids, OK?

OK.

OK, thanks.

It's short.

I, uh, got the same thing, sir.

Short how much?

$10,350.

You said you got every bill.

I believe we said that we took every bill, i.e.

every bag that we could find, sir.

Now, a number of scenarios come to mind here.

Vance ne Voychek could have stashed the money somewhere

else other than his condo.

Oh, yeah, right, he could have.

If you two are an example of what our universities

are turning out, our country is doomed

I'll give you a scenario.

How about somebody gets crammed into someplace small and heavy

and then gets dropped some other place really deep.

That was on my list.

Yeah.

Go through it all and then do it again.

Because if the cops find any of our counterfeit we...

I.e.

You... will have flushed a million

dollar scam down the toilet!

Hi Terry.

Hey, Hunter.

Great to see you.

It's a real fiesta here. - Uh huh.

Everything a guy could want...

Yeah.

Except for one thing.

Unlock me, would you?

Yeah.

Catching up on your greens, are you?

- How did you know about this? - Yeah.

I didn't even tell Mimi about this.

Yeah, well, you had 50 of them in the refrigerator.

How'd you fool her all this time?

She's used to my quirks.

Yeah.

Well, there it is.

Don't get married to it.

It's not yours.

Yes, it is.

I deserve it.

It's fake.

It's as real as any money I'll ever have.

It's counterfeit, Terry.

You know, I was wondering why I'm

here knocking back the champagne,

what's Hunter's angle?

He's got Vance.

He can figure out who's got the swag.

Why am I still on the loose, relatively speaking?

What's he got in mind?

Now it comes to me.

This is Falk's funny money.

Mhm.

What is that?

Raspberry Slurpee or whatever it was they

were fighting with in here.

Is this the Voychek info?

Yeah, it's from a police department in Prague,

confirmation they know that we killed Voychek.

They suggest we cremate him.

Of course, they don't give me a release notice.

I'll be dealing with that for weeks.

Do you know how to clean this stuff?

Well, lemon juice is good, I think or turpentine is...

I can call my mom and ask.

Yeah, six European murders and one here.

And now he's just a bad memory.

I think we ought to let burglary chase down the money.

Hey, Hunter, you did give burglary Smolki, didn't you?

Well, Charlie, what I've done is...

Captain, did you know that in the last year

Third National recycled more than $18 million in used cash

with the Federal Reserve?

Yeah, you see, Falk turns over counterfeit money

to the federal government.

They shred or burn it.

And then they return the real money to him, pretty good scam,

huh?

Yeah, and the only way we even found out is that this Czech

safe-cracker who has more guts than brains

picked on the wrong vault.

Is the SEC working on this?

They bank there, Charlie.

They can't even nail the guy.

You guys turn anything on this Third National job?

I don't think so.

Listen, Falk is our primary suspect.

We're still going to have to connect him

to all that missing bank loot.

Who knows where he stashed it?

Well, we know where it is...

at least we think we do.

Yeah, you see, we think Falk has

got it in one of his other banks, Cahuenga

Thrift, nice, big vault.

Wait a minute now, if the SEC isn't playing,

who's going to let us in there while Falk

is still holding the bag?

So wait, you haven't booked Terry Smolki because...

He's going to help us pull another bank job.

You have mind-bogglingly bad luck.

Just when I want a dog to kick, here you are.

And you've got some money missing.

I'd like to help you get it back.

You're a very generous man.

You know, I was admiring your handiwork.

I figured out how you were scamming the Federal

Reserve with tea bills.

Don't make bad jokes.

In fact, don't say or do anything.

Stand over there.

Yes, sir, that's one of ours from the Third National lot.

When we last saw you, you were running a wire for Hunter.

You didn't give him this?

No, I got immunity for steering him to Vance.

Why give him a bonus?

That's that.

And this is this.

How much was this supposed to cost me?

$1,010,000, it's not a bad deal.

You can afford it.

And you can't afford to have me give any of those to Hunter.

What's to keep me from planting you right now?

Well, you know, sealed envelope

to my attorney in the event of my death send to the police,

like that.

OK.

I'm not putting the screws to you.

He said OK.

Sir, it's after hours.

We don't have that amount on hand.

It'll take a bit to set things up.

I got time.

I rate the reliability of this man on the low to nil side.

The million dollars was Hunter's idea.

The 10 grand he couldn't resist.

I'm going to close out our operation at Cahuenga Trust,

let the lawyers take the flak.

But we have to do it fast before Hunter knows what's hit him.

You college boys are bad enough, but guys like Smolki

shouldn't work in our business.

Typical traffic and parking density

for this hour, sir, no suspicious vans or trucks,

no groups of men loitering.

I don't think there's any organized surveillance, sir.

I advise you to proceed as soon as possible.

We have a two minute window.

- I'm happy right here. - Evening, Mr. Falk.

Mr. Richards, nice to see you.

Good evening.

It's good of you to come down so late, Richards.

I appreciate it.

No problem.

I realize I'm the only one who can override the time lock.

Gentlemen, help Mr. Richards with the door.

Don't you love the smell of money?

Stay over there.

Minute 10, sir.

Well, if you like, you can just give me my money now

and I'll be going.

There's still your end of the deal.

Listen, it's... it's getting a little warm in here.

If you don't mind, I'd like to go outside

and wait in the hallway.

I always get kind of claustro in places like this.

Go, take him with you.

I'll get the funny money. - Let's go.

Come on.

Hold it, Falk, right there, police.

Get your dog off me.

Get your dog off me!

I'm walking out of here or you'll take

your snitch home in a body bag.

Oh, come on, Hunter.

You can't do this to me.

Hey, hey, you can't do this to Mimi.

She can't be left alone.

She's got a lot of good years left.

Quit whining, now go out like a man.

I'm warning you, I will kill him.

Oh, come on, come on, come on, come on, you owe me.

You owe me. Hey, let the weasel go.

It's OK. You can always get him later.

Let him go!

I can't do that, Terry.

It's against department policy.

I'll get in trouble.

Trouble?

What are you talking about?

What are you talking about?

Quit moving around.

Department policy?

This guy is getting ready to blow my brains out

and you're talking department policy?

Listen!

Ow, ah, ah.

Hold it!

Give me that.

Cuff him.

Oh.

Get your dog off me, man.

- You make me sick. - Yeah, yeah.

Give me a second.

I've got to tie my shoe.

That was smooth. You OK?

Hey, no problem.

You were great in there, Terry.

Appreciate it.

Well, great, thanks for jumping right in there.

Get going.

After you.

Oh, Hunter...

Yeah.

Now we're even.

What's he limping for?

You see, he's got a diamond stuck

on the bottom of his shoe.

Yeah.

Here's to the president of Cahuenga Thrift,

a man who definitely knows the meaning

of the words, play ball.

And to you for wowing the DA and putting my Terry

back on the straight and narrow.

Well, for now.

Nobody's perfect.

I'm committed, all right, high end

appliance repair is an up-ramping,

fast-track profession.

This is nice.

This is new.

Terry gave it to me to celebrate.

Could I see that?

To celebrate life, life, with its ugliness and misery.

At least we have each other and good friends.

Yeah, shut up a minute.

Tell us about the ring, Mimi.

Can you believe this guy?

Two weeks on the job and his boss

gives him this ring as a bonus.

What can I tell you?

The guy loves me.

Isn't there gum on that?