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Draw, pardner.
This is not a homicide, Bernie.
This was a cop killing.
Was he wearing a vest?
Yeah, he was.
Bullet went right through it.
You mean we got some sicko out there
using silicone-coated bullets.
Admit it! You killed him, didn't you?
I killed no one!
Why don't you go over there
and see if you can get his motor turned on?
Captain, the killer is still out there.
You were the best,
and now I'm the best. It's as simple as that.
You gonna bring him out?
It's the only way to catch this guy.
Rick hunter?
Freeze!
You lose.
Works for me.
♪ Ah, it's getting to me now ♪
♪ I took too much ♪
♪ ah, trading gums ♪
♪ with the shot eagle ♪
♪ lost my touch ♪
♪ in the memory oven ♪
♪ oh ♪
♪ bring me to my knees ♪
♪ I will crawl ♪
♪ misery coming in waves ♪
♪ good-bye, air and sky ♪
♪ lights chasing shadows ♪
♪ hiding sweet misery ♪
♪ coming in waves ♪
♪ good-bye, air and sky ♪
♪ lights chasing shadows ♪
♪ high in my eyes ♪
♪ Ah, give me something sweet... ♪
Nice bike.
Was I speeding, officer?
Sure were. Clocked you going just under 90.
Will you get your license out for me, please?
Draw, pardner.
Excuse me?
On the count of 3.
1...
2...
Hey, buddy, take your hand away from that thing.
3!
You lose, pardner.
This is...
One-Mary-982.
Cancel that code 6.
I lost the guy.
Dispatcher: That's a 10-4. Call canceled. Out.
♪ Ah, I'm trading cars ♪
♪ into no one ♪
♪ such a waste ♪
♪ and the irony of my desire ♪
♪ I'm afraid ♪
♪ of being alive ♪
Help! Help!
Somebody call the police!
Rufus!
Stay away, sucker!
Rufus, you make me catch you, I'll break your neck!
Woman: Hey, what are you doing to her?!
Leave her alone!
Hey! Call the police!
Help! Someone call the police!
It's a rape!!
Ma'am, I am the police.
Hunter.
What the hell are you doing here?
When I see someone chasing a guy in high heels,
I get interested.
I was down staking out the drugstore on fifth.
Well, thanks for the assistance,
but I've got everything here under control.
It was Rufus again?
Why doesn't he change his m.O.?
Jeez, he makes an ugly woman.
Help! Help! I'm being robbed!
Rufus, shut up! They know.
So they know.
Let's go, Rufus.
Man, you just made me put a run in my stockings.
Yeah, it looks like you got somebody else's purse again, Rufus.
Either that or you changed your name to Thelma Jones.
Look, man, it was dark.
I must've picked up the wrong purse by mistake.
I'm telling you. I swear, I thought it was mine.
If you're gonna steal a purse,
next time, Rufus, why don't you try and make it match?
Look, I thought I had the right purse, ok?
I swear to you I did.
Besides, why aren't you guys out busting criminals?
Because we like pounding on punks' heads like yours.
Now, you know the routine... in the car.
Man, I'm not about to get in that car. Are you kidding?
Get in there!
Man, that car's a mess.
Besides, I just had my dress cleaned.
Well, take it off, dear.
Yeah, well, you wish.
Dispatcher: Attention, all units.
Officer down. Hollywood freeway near barham.
All units respond.
Rufus: Hey, my wig!
Officer never had a chance
to get his gun out of the holster.
Paramedics said the bullet went right through his heart.
I have a complete report for you right here, sir.
I have been taking notes since I arrived on the scene.
I was the first officer on the case.
I got here about 0600 hours.
I have most of my notes right here for you.
Was he wearing a vest?
Yeah, he was. Bullet went right through it.
You mean we got some sicko out there
using silicone-coated bullets.
I have no mention of the bullet used in the assault, sir,
but my men are working on it.
Vest would've stopped anything but a silicone.
Captain, when is this country gonna outlaw silicone bullets?
The only reason for silicone bullets is to kill cops.
I'll be damned if I know, hunter.
I do have the make and model of his last pullover.
It was a green Chevrolet.
Bernie, if you look real close in here,
you just might have the address and phone number of the killer.
There are more than enough officers working on this case right now.
Why don't you and the, uh... brass cupcake
go and control traffic somewhere?
Oh, no. I want to stick around here
and watch you put this case together.
This is right up your alley, isn't it?
Oh, my god.
How could this happen?
I'm sorry about this, Doug.
Does his family know?
No. We haven't told anybody yet.
I know his mother.
Jimmy was the only son she has.
This ain't gonna take at all.
Hunter: We're sending a car over. Maybe you'd like to go, Doug.
Yeah.
Yeah, I think I should.
We went through the academy together, you know.
We were best friends.
You find out who did this.
We will, Doug. That's what we're here for. You know that.
I'd remind you, hunter,
that I am the senior officer on this homicide.
This is not a homicide, Bernie.
This is a cop killing.
We're all senior officers here.
Hey, are you all right?
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm fine. Uh...
He was just a motorcycle cop, and, uh...
My husband Steve was a motorcycle cop.
He pulled a car over one day, and...
Boy, it never goes away, you know?
No, it doesn't.
What are you doing?
I found something.
It's a Valiant.
And it's new.
It's not weathered by the sun.
Did you see where it was sitting?
Yeah, on the ground, over there.
If you were in a car off the side of the road
and just finished smoking a cigarette,
what would you do with it?
Put it out. Right.
You'd put it out in the ashtray,
or you'd throw it out the window,
which would be to the left of the road.
But either way, you wouldn't crush it out.
This has been crushed.
Yeah, it's been crushed.
So what are you trying to say?
Come here.
Do you smoke?
Yeah.
Give me a cigarette, would you?
Sure.
Now crush it out.
It's not lit.
Would you humor him?
Just crush it out.
You see? We're either looking
for someone on a motorcycle
or somebody with a large hole in his floorboard.
Bernie said the last call he put out
was on a green Chevy.
Yeah. We'll check with the night dispatcher
and see if we can get some other information,
other than what Bernie might have in his notebook.
I really want this one, hunter.
Yeah, so do I.
I can't believe he's dead.
I mean, I must have been the last person he talked to.
Dee Dee: Yeah, we know. You were the dispatcher on duty last night.
Did Jim say anything about seeing a motorcycle?
Wait a minute. You know something?
Um...
It wouldn't be on the sheets
because he had it canceled.
But he did call in something about a bike.
Um, it had no plates.
It was a new nighthawk.
That's right. I remembered because he made a comment
about it being the second one he saw this week.
Jim... he was just crazy about bikes.
But he canceled the call, right?
Yeah. He called back and canceled it.
We didn't run a trace.
That's why it wouldn't be on the computer sheets.
So there was a bike.
Yeah, there sure was.
So officer Tanner reported seeing a black bike twice.
Yeah. Well, the killer uses silicone-coated bullets.
You know he's gunning for a cop.
Bernie: You'll get your rights. You can call your lawyer
right after we talk to the captain!
Captain, one of our black-and-whites
picked up our man in the green Chevy...
Seymour Liebowitz.
They picked him up in Robinson's...
Get this... shopping for bath towels.
This man looks like an accountant.
This man is an accountant.
He put up much of a fight, Bernie?
I'll thank you not to harass the suspect.
Captain, would you like me to proceed
with the interrogation of this suspect?
Oh, yeah, by all means.
Let's move. I said let's move!
Let's go talk to Doug before he checks off, huh?
Yeah.
Wait a minute, hunter.
You're not going to talk to him in there, are you?
Yeah, I am.
I can't go in there. That's the men's locker room.
Well, keep your clothes on.
Hey, Doug. Did Jim say anything to you about a motorcycle?
Yeah. Yeah, he did mention
that he was thinking about getting his own bike.
He liked the nighthawks.
Why? What's that got to do with anything?
Oh, I was just trying to put a couple things together,
that's all, Doug.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute, Rick.
We went to the mustang bar a couple nights ago.
Just playing around.
There was a bike in the parking lot.
It was a nighthawk, and Jimmy was admiring it.
Son of a...
There was a guy inside the bar, Rick.
He'd been drinking a lot. He was real obnoxious.
He started putting the make on Jimmy's girl,
and we told him to back off.
He got all upset. So we flipped our badges at him,
just to cool him down.
Rick, the guy went nuts on us.
He started calling us "pig" this and "pig" that.
We didn't think anything of it
because cops have to deal with that stuff all the time.
Are you saying the guy on the black bike killed Jimmy?
Is that what you're saying?
I'm not saying that, Doug. Now, just settle down.
We want this guy as bad as you do,
but you gotta relax.
And I'm sorry about Jim.
Thanks.
What'd you get?
Nothing but a bunch of propositions.
Couldn't find who owned the bike.
Oh, great! That's the third pair of nylons
I've ripped in this car this week.
You got screws sticking out all over the place in here.
Got my change?
I'll use it to buy a new pair of nylons, ok?
Bingo.
Yeah, he's on the move.
You think maybe he's our man?
We're gonna find out.
Cover me, would you?
Freeze. Police.
Don't move.
Don't shoot... please.
Whoa. Sorry about that.
What is this?
I think a mistake.
We thought you were a suspect in a killing.
A killing?
Yeah. A police officer was shot last night.
He came from the same bar you came from.
I work there.
A cop was killed?
Yeah. There were a couple cops there last night.
Um, maybe you saw some sort of a disturbance,
like an argument?
Yeah. Yeah, cops. I remember now.
A couple of them came in the other night.
They kinda got in a fight.
They dropped a couple of trays of drinks for me.
A fight with who?
Some guy.
He's a real jerk.
Stands around half the night playing video games.
I don't know what it was about,
but they took it outside.
Probably some chick.
One of these cops was killed last night.
Think this fellow's capable of that?
I tell you, he's a real freako,
but killing a cop...
Has he come there often?
Yeah. Every day about 5:00.
He works nearby. He gets off then.
That bike you ride... is that yours?
Yeah.
Here's my card.
We might want to talk to you later,
so keep it in case you think of something.
Yeah.
Sorry once again, huh?
Ok.
Maybe a dead end, huh?
And maybe not.
Let's go see if we can find this guy at the bar, huh?
How'd you get in?
Who were you talking to out there?
Remember those two cops that came in the bar the other night?
One of 'em was just killed last night.
Guess it was just a couple of cops checking it out.
Let's go to bed.
The waitress told me his name.
Stoner Jackson.
Nice name. Yeah.
Would you look at that guy?
He's been standing over there
playing that machine for about an hour now.
Video game: Ok, pardner, get your gun ready.
Doesn't look like our boy's gonna make his move tonight.
Why don't you go over there
and see if you can get his motor turned on, huh?
Yeah.
Oh, wait a minute.
Don't forget your Margarita.
No. I hate margaritas.
I had to get you something. I mean, you weren't here.
All girls like margaritas.
It's great.
Excuse me.
Be right with you, honey.
The guy at the video game... what's his drink?
Stoner? Beer.
I'd like to buy him a beer, please.
You can take it to him. He's a lousy tipper.
Game: Ok, pardner, get your gun ready.
How about I buy me and you a drink?
Well, thanks, pal, but, uh...
Maybe another time.
On the count of 3.
1... 2... 3!
Here's your beer.
You lose, pardner. You made me miss!
Ha ha ha ha ha!
Well... I'm sorry.
Want your beer anyway?
I don't know you, do I?
If you did, you wouldn't have forgotten.
I been in here for a while,
and, uh, nobody's bought me a drink,
so I thought i'd start the buying up
and get things going in the right direction.
Thanks.
You want to play it?
Yeah. What do I do?
The idea is to outdraw that little guy.
All right, I'll give it a shot.
Draw, pardner, on the count of 3.
1... 2... 3!
You lose, pardner. Next cowpoke, put your money in.
You're dead.
Uh, let me try it again.
Let's try again.
All it takes is practice.
You stick around, ok, baby?
Can I buy you a drink?
You might want to buy yourself one after you see this.
Draw, pardner, on the count of 3.
1... 2...
You gotta be kidding.
You cheated.
Man: You killed him!
You killed my partner!
Admit it!
I didn't do anything!
You killed him, didn't you?
I killed no one!
Yes, you did!
What do you think you're doing...
Get outta my way!
Hey, that guy stole my truck!
Don't, Doug.
We'll follow him. You call it in.
Doug: Attention all units.
Unit 21 is in pursuit of a possible 187.
Come on, you gutless piece of junk!
That lousy broad's a cop!
Try this.
Doug: Let me through.
This guy's a cop killer!
Get back, Doug!
Get him out of here.
Let's go.
Hey, lookit, we want this guy as bad as you do,
so take it slow, will you?
This cowboy killed Jimmy.
Don't get it thrown out on a technicality.
Lookit, I think you should just get back on your bike
and get back to the precinct.
Go ahead, get out of here.
Think we got him?
I don't know. Let's go find out.
I didn't kill any cop.
Hunter: Then why the hell did you run?
The cop comes out swingin' at me.
He's yellin' and hollerin' that I'm a cop killer.
I didn't kill any cop.
I'm on parole.
I got scared.
We're gonna check you out, Jackson.
You got one hair out of place, and you're dead.
I mean...
I'm a thief.
I steal.
I'm not a cop killer.
You don't have one friend in this room,
you know that?
Let me just tell you something.
If you're lying to me, i'm gonna snap your head off
and stuff it in a plastic sack. You got that?
You know what silicone bullets are, Jackson, huh?
You know what they're used for?
They're used for killing cops.
Look, I told you,
I'm not a cop killer!
I didn't kill anybody!
You're pretty good at that game, aren't you?
You know, the one in the bar,
the one where you shoot the bad guy?
Maybe you think cops are bad guys.
What about the game, Jackson? Just how good are you?
I play for kicks.
I mean, there's a lot of people better than me.
The cops beat me. Deke broder, he's the best at it.
Yeah, the cops.
You got in a fight with the cops, didn't you?
Maybe you wanted to get even.
It was nothing.
I mean, just words.
I told you, I am not a cop killer!
I didn't kill anybody!
You got that?!
You got a light?
These your cigarettes?
Yeah.
Not our man.
No.
Do you mind me asking you why?
He smokes the wrong kind of cigarettes.
He doesn't smoke the right kind of cigarettes.
You gotta be kiddin' me.
Hunter, tell me you're kiddin' me,
because I got reporters screaming down my neck.
I want to end this case, and you're telling me things
I'd see on Columbo.
Look, captain, we worked hard on this case,
and we know we've got the wrong man.
She's right, captain.
Hey, hunter, you know,
you're just a human cop.
You're just like every other cop in the department.
You don't have any special psychic abilities.
You're not Superman.
You're not Sherlock Holmes.
You're just like every other homicide cop on the force.
What makes you think you have all the answers?
I had a good childhood.
Now, look, captain, the killer is still out there.
♪ Ah, it's getting to me now ♪
♪ I took too much ♪
♪ ah, trading gums ♪
♪ with the shot eagle ♪
♪ lost my touch ♪
♪ in the memory oven ♪
♪ oh ♪
♪ bring me to my knees ♪
♪ I will crawl ♪
♪ misery coming in waves ♪
♪ good-bye, air and sky ♪
Hey, how you doing?
♪ Lights chasing shadows ♪
♪ hiding sweet misery ♪
Thanks, buddy.
Draw, pardner.
On the count of 3.
1...
2...
3!
You lose, pardner.
God, hunter, I was really hoping
you were going to be wrong on this one.
Yeah, so was I.
So where do you think this is gonna lead?
I don't know. Our only connection was the bar.
I thought we were really onto something. Now I don't know.
Hunter, wait a minute.
Didn't Jackson say that the cops beat him at the machine,
that they were better than him?
Yeah, right.
Well, I remember seeing the initials j.I.M.
In the top part of the machine.
When you get the highest score you put your initials in.
So officer Tanner got the highest score.
His initials were at the top.
Well, so?
Jim played the machine. So what?
Let's go take a look at that machine.
3!
You lose, pardner. Next cowpoke.
See? There's the initials j.I.M.
And then d.K., and then b.R.O., then s.J.
Stoner Jackson.
He was right. He scored fourth.
McCall, I think you're onto something here.
D.k. Officer Doug kirkwood
was number 2.
Jackson said this guy, uh, deke broder,
was better than him...
And he's number 3.
The only 2 guys who beat him were the 2 cops.
That would stand to reason. They're trained marksmen.
And they're both dead.
Hunter, you know where this is going?
Yeah. Our shooter goes after anyone that beats him on this machine
and then draws them down.
You know how that sounds?
We take that to the D.A.,
he's gonna toss us out on our butts.
Yeah. We gotta draw this guy out.
You playin'?
No, go ahead.
Want to get me a drink, honey?
Ok, pardner. Get your gun ready.
It's time for a western shootout.
Draw, pardner, on the count of 3.
1, 2, 3!
Good shooting, pardner.
Hey, you're pretty good.
The best.
Hey, you mind if I play you a game?
I usually play alone.
Oh, there's not much of a challenge in that.
Ok, pardner, get your gun ready.
It's time for a western shootout.
Draw, pardner, on the count of 3.
1, 2, 3!
Good shooting, pardner.
Your time is on the screen.
That's not bad.
Where'd you learn to shoot like that?
On the range. I'm a motorcycle cop.
You're a cop?
Yeah.
Did you hear, uh,
about those 2 cops they found shot?
Yeah, I sure did.
The newspaper said they were gunned down.
Yeah, a real animal at work.
But we're gonna get him.
Yeah, I hope so.
What's the r.H. Stand for?
Rick hunter.
Thanks for the game.
Appreciate it.
Maybe I'll see you in here some other time.
Yeah.
I'm broder.
What'd you find out?
It's broder.
He's pretty fast on the draw, too.
I'll run his name down and see what information I can get.
Good. I want to sit on this guy
and see where his next move comes from.
He smokes the right type of cigarettes.
Now I want to see if he rides a bike.
Not even close.
He's gotta be waiting for something.
And I'll bet she's it.
I think we just made the connection with the bike.
You're crazy.
Oh...
Looks like he's gonna be there for a while.
Why don't we check out his truck?
Well, it's a camper.
That could be breaking and entering.
I don't know.
He looks like a pretty forgetful guy.
Maybe he left the back door open or something.
You know, you'd be shirking your responsibilities
as a police officer if you didn't investigate
to make sure there was no burglars back there.
Yeah. See what you can find out.
I'll meet you back at the station.
Hi there.
What the hell are you doin' in there?
Don't you remember me?
Do you... do you remember...
I was at the bar, remember?
Don't you remember the bar? Huh?
I said, what are you doing in there?
Well, your... your camper door
was just... open.
You shouldn't do that. You know why?
Because... burglars.
I've been lookin' at ya and watchin' ya at the bar.
And cherie... you know cherie...
She... she told me all about you.
You don't know cherie.
Yes, I do.
I know cherie. She...
Oh. You know... oh... come on.
I don't... I don't know Cher... uh...
I won't tell her anything. I mean...
'Cause that would spoil everything, wouldn't it, huh?
Get the hell out of here.
Don't you want to have a little fun, huh?
Yeah?
Huh.
I put those bullets back, hunter.
My own husband gets shot when he pulls over a car
and I put the bullets back.
Well, there's nothing you could do.
You go in there without a search warrant,
and you get this whole thing thrown out.
We've got to catch this animal.
You know, they won't put a law on the books
against using silicone bullets,
but we make one tiny mistake
stopping a guy from using them
and we get tossed in jail.
And it's all in how you look at it.
You know, we hang out and try to keep the animals
from coming over the wall. When they do,
we just kick 'em back over.
We keep kickin' 'em back over
and pray to god that the wall doesn't fall.
Well, what happens when there's an animal on that side of the wall
that you really want to get?
You go after him.
You gonna bring him out?
Yeah. It's the only way to catch this guy.
♪ You leave it all hangin' and don't know why ♪
♪ sometimes it only takes a sad good-bye ♪
♪ to know how bad you wanna stay ♪
♪ don't let me down ♪
Ok, pardner, get your gun ready.
It's time for a western shootout.
Draw, pardner, on the count of 3.
1, 2, 3!
Good shooting, pardner.
Your time is on the screen.
Compare your time with the best.
Hey. Looks like I beat you.
Oh, you think you're pretty good, don't you?
Oh, the best.
I mean, look at my score.
It's right on top there.
Why don't we just play one more,
then we'll see who's the best.
Oh, I can't. I go on duty later on tonight.
Well, maybe we should just play another game, then,
just to make it fair.
Look, I told you, I go on duty.
Besides, I beat you fair and square.
Oh, we're gonna play again.
I'm the best.
And I'm gonna get another shot at you
one way or another.
No, no.
You were the best.
And now I'm the best.
And that's simply the way it is, pal.
♪ Ah, it's getting to me now ♪
♪ I took too much ♪
♪ ah, trading gums ♪
♪ with the shot eagle ♪
♪ lost my touch ♪
♪ in the memory oven... ♪
Hunter, he's there.
Rick hunter.
Rick hunter!
Freeze!
♪ Misery coming in waves ♪
♪ good-bye, air and sky ♪
♪ lights chasing shadows ♪
♪ hiding sweet misery ♪
♪ coming in waves ♪
♪ good-bye, air and sky ♪
♪ lights chasing shadows ♪
♪ hide in the light ♪
Blink, and you're dust.
Don't even think about it.
You can't beat me.
Ha ha ha ha ha!
You lose, pardner.
You know, somehow it doesn't make it any better.
One animal's life or two human beings.
Yeah, but we got him, hunter.
Yeah, we sure did.
Whose turn is it to buy?
It's yours.
I paid last time.
Oh, you know, I... I don't think I have any quarters.
No.
You know, sometimes I think
you always run out of change
just so you don't have to buy coffee.
Help! Police brutality!
You shut up! Let go of me.
I found this guy running off with some lady's purse.
I had to chase him over 2 1/2 blocks.
I picked this purse up by mistake, massa.
What's wrong with that? Hunter! Hunter!
Would you come over here and talk to this fool?
I got it, Billy.
Well, Bernie, how you doin'?
She hasn't hurt you, has she?
She?
Hey, honey, I'm more man than you'll ever be
and more woman than you'll ever get.
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