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Tonight on "hunter."

-Probably the same town we 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 wanna talk about it.

-Get down!

-A million dollar scam down the toilet!

-You haven't booked Terry smolki because

-he's gonna help us pull another bank job.

-Hello?

-Oh, very tall money.

Like 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.

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 10s and 20s, used bills.

Easy to pass.

Vance, you're a genius.

Tomorrow night, we we're gonna be

strolling through the mall like royalty.

And I'm gonna pick out something nice for you.

-Just put in back.

We're eight minutes behind.

Fill those bags.

Come down to the pipe.

-Forgot my smokes.

-Hurry up!

-I'm coming.

I'm looking, I'm looking!

-Hurry up!

-Coming!

Ten feet behind you!

-Murray, you idiot.

-Thank you.

-Your bomb squad thinks it was a charge.

Set off remote, 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 know is why'd they decide

to blow up this particular tunnel.

-I don't know.

-Tell you what I think.

You've got two styrofoam cups, two crow bars,

and one dead body in the tunnel.

I think one partner decided they 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.

And 20 mbas would get lost.

-Well, thanks.

All right.

Thank you.

This is falk's bank.

The lucky one is the corpse.

-Hey, steward, haven't seen you since the crash of '87

and that shoot out 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

he could take to a fence, bag a few hundred thousand.

Well, see you guys.

-Thanks, Stewart.

-Got an ID of the body.

It's a Michael andleman.

His rap sheet's mainly small time stuff.

This tunnel job was a definite career move.

-Michael Murray andleman?

-Yeah, Michael Murray andleman.

You know him?

-Yeah.

And his brother-in-law partner, Terry smolki.

The albatross around my neck.

-What do you mean?

-I don't wanna talk about it.

-Well, wait a minute, what a minute.

What are you talking about?

-I owe smolki my life.

-What?

-I don't wanna 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 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.

Oh, come on.

How do you think I feel?

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

-Oh, and when were you gonna 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, uh, this friend of Murray's you met, Vance.

He'd pick out the banks.

And we would do the digging.

Third national was gonna be our last hit

and then we were gonna 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.

-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 calling 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 comforting.

-Mhmm, 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, we're strictly decaf.

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

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

-Did Mr. Falk have something against Murray?

-Well, 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 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 gonna 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 his 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.

-Smolki's ducked out on his last previous address.

I have no idea where he is.

-Yeah, ditto on Murray andleman.

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

That's an awful lot of moving around.

Do 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, uh, they

were both found boosting camera equipment out

of this department store disguised as delivery men.

A rookie cop answered the call and, um,

when he got there there was some guy in the alley who was all

whacked out on pcp or something, and he, you know, we he

saw the uniform he pulled a gun.

Well, Terry smolki beamed 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 since.

Hunter.

Yes, what do you want?

Yeah, I'm listening.

You see, that's not gonna happen, sporty.

Uh huh.

All right.

Give me the address.

Yeah.

Yeah, you got a deal.

I said you got a deal.

-You just made a deal with sporty in less than a minute.

-Yeah.

Well, you see, sporty's in the agent business.

He just signed Terry smolki.

-He found him?

-Well actually, Terry found him.

-To negotiate.

I see... oh, do I smell a pay back here?

-Look, you can smell what you want.

I'm gonna run this address.

Oh, and listen, uh, do all of this 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 at la

this year, but the first real lead.

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

a part time lawn mower repairman from resido

with the a history of petty crimes.

Police are searching for andleman's accomplice

who survived the tunnel explosion.

Police are hopeful they can track andleman's movements

and locate some of the stolen millions,

mostly personal jewelry taken from safe deposit boxes.

Next, we'll check the weekend weather.

-I'll I have is pimento spread.

Terry ate the cheddar ball when he came back from, um, work.

How do you like your ice, hunter?

-Get in here, Terry.

-Sargent hunter doesn't care about your stupid refrigerator.

Listen, Terry's had a hard life.

Thing with his mother and, but you know this bit.

I just wanna keep him outta jail.

-I'll be gentle.

-Ok.

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 chill drink.

Life.

It's really something, isn't it?

-You wanna 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 tell 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 g's.

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 a minute.

Remember what I did for you?

-How can I forget?

-Well, 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 dinner.

He was a nice looking guy.

-Well, maybe you can point him out in a mug book 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.

-Good.

-Uh, if it's possible, we always try

to keep Terry out of Parker center.

You know that disinfectant they use?

-Yeah.

-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 gonna be at my sister's.

-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's 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 got better pictures of me.

This one's gotta 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 gotta do is just let him talk.

I wanna 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.

Uh, why hasn't he been booked?

-He's looking at some photographs

and then we're gonna book him?

-Uh, can I ask you why?

-Yeah.

What are all the squirts doing here?

-Uh, the little darlings are all from St. John's blazes.

Commissioner's brother's a priest down there

and I got elected to give them a tour.

Don't bang on the machines, kids!

Kids, don't bang on the machine now!

-You all right, Charlie?

-Uh, sure.

I'm fine.

Listen, the feds got us a possible ID on, uh, smolki's

accomplice.

-Vance?

-No, voichek, milos voichek.

He's a czechoslovakian national, wanted along

the continent for murder and a string of tunnel

jobs just like these.

-I'm so hungry.

-Well, just hang on now.

Lunch is at the morgue.

-The morgue?

That's terrific.

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

-Well, they've got a great cafeteria there.

Got that bone chicken teriyaki.

Don't spoil your lunches, kids.

Kids.

So why haven't we, uh booked Terry smolki.

Harold 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 our table.

Well, they're rare flowers.

-All right, 100-year-old flowers.

Offer him $90,000.

I want an answer by 6 o'clock London time.

As you wish, Mr. Falk.

-Thank you, Harold.

You look too serious, goetz.

-I have some unsettling news on Mr. Smolki.

-What's he done now?

-Five minutes after we had his line interdicted,

he made arrangements with a middle man.

-Interdicted.

-Uh, 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's

a bit of an overachiever.

-And smolki is a little bug heard

who's gonna 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.

You know, we'd better continue

our conversation in the kitchen, Terry.

Come on, you little weasel.

Frost free, very impressive.

I guess this is the meat keeper.

Ow!

-I'll get backup.

-Terry?

Are you all right?

-Yeah, just bent a finger.

-And you must be sergeant hunter.

-Yeah, that's right.

You wanna 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, I want you to take a hike.

Let's go, move.

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

And you let falks' 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' 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.

Hey, look at him.

Look at him.

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.

Now why don't you go over and talk to her.

Maybe she needs a little tlc or something.

-Or maybe she needs is to have her head examined.

Look at this coffin.

Walnut.

With the inlays.

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

-$200, not out of your pocket Mr.

"So long Murray, can I have you tools."

Look who sent it.

-Our bail bondsman.

20 years.

-How'd he get roughed up?

-Uh, two of falk's men.

I'm, I'm very sorry about that.

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

-Oh!

Ah, the throbbing.

Oh.

Oh, sorry I just, uh, just blacked 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, huh?

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!

-Why don't we go out to the back of the chapel?

Maybe you need to cry or something.

-Good idea.

-Eh, hunter, it's not her fault.

Ever since we were married I've been nothing

but spoil that woman.

-Mimi, you have to understand Terry's

under a lot of pressure.

-Do I look like I'm on a vacation?

I'm sorry it's just that living with Terry's crazy.

He always says the next job's gonna be the big one

and it never is.

-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 show.

You what that idiot did?

He hid $30 grand worth of Morgan silver

dollars in a barbecue pit.

A weak and five t-bones later we had a river

of metal running down the patio.

-Uh, Mimi, 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 high Terry usually, uh, spring for dinner once.

They wanna 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, uh, Vance took us to a sizzler

on an all you can eat night.

And, uh, 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, a hewrd.

A heward.

-What, a...

-Hure.

-A hoyer?

-Yeah.

Seven dials.

The guy was from out of town so I told him about a little shop

on resida 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'd better get over to Vance's.

Everybody in place?

All set in the alley behind the building.

-Oh, good.

I'm going in.

-I'll stay here with your buddy.

-All right.

-Come in on the pool side.

Cover the waterfront entrance and the fire doors.

-Jerry, what do you got down there?

Not 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 coroners said they put a round in the vans.

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

-He sure didn't put a lot of effort

into making his house a home.

I've bagged more evidence out of a phone booth.

-Well, I found this behind the television

set in the living room.

-You think it's hot?

-Well, I don't know.

I think we ought to let the lab boys tell us that.

Hmm.

You still down to 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 those people over there.

-Ok.

No problem.

Uh, you know I think we outta book this evidence

and get outta here.

I hear that Charlie's very irritated

that we haven't booked Terry.

-Oh, yeah.

Let's get out of here.

-I don't know.

I wonder if we'll ever hang Harvey falk for third national,

or with anything for that matter.

I mean the man has his own personal parking

space next to the grand jury.

He side steps 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.

Norman Rockwell.

-Wait a minute.

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?

-Hmm, I'd say English breakfast.

You picked up on that, huh?

-Well, I've done my homework.

-Hmm.

-Somebody found a bag full of this stuff.

Bank hasn't claimed it though.

-From a professional point of view, how big a bag.

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

-Hmm.

You know, uh, rubbing it with tea bags is still the best

way to age paper, strictly low tech.

There are no chemicals.

Smell goes away once you pass it.

-And quality?

-Oh, first class.

Nice plates.

No sloppy photo offset.

-You think, uh, 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 gotta fit it for their Christmas calendars.

Big order.

50,000 pieces.

Uh, you could put a good word in for me.

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

-Harvey's got two.

Uh, third national and.

But he's a tight wad.

So you tell him from me I never pad my bed.

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

ie, every bag that we could find, sir.

Now, a number of scenarios come to mind here.

Uh, Vance, ne voichek, 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 some place

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 ie,

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 can 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 lying here knocking back

the champagne, what's hunter's angle?

He's got Vance.

He could figure out whose got this 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.

-Hmm.

-What is that?

-Raspberry slurpee, or whatever it was they

were fighting with in here.

-Is this the voichek info?

-Yeah, it's from a police department

in Prague, confirmation they know that we killed voichek.

They suggest we cremate him.

Of course they don't give me release notice.

I'll be dealing with that for weeks.

Do you know how to clean this stuff?

-Well, the lemon juice is good, I think.

Or, uh, turpentine is.

I, 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 outta let burglary chase down the money.

Hey, hunter, you did give burglary smolki, didn't you?

-Well, so Charlie, what I've done is

-uh, captain, did you know that, uh, 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 even found out

is that this, uh, check 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?

-Listen, falk is our primary suspect.

We're still gonna have to connect

him to all that missing bank loot.

Who knows where he stashed it?

-Oh, we know where it is.

-At least we think we do.

-Yeah.

You see, we think falk's got it in one of his other banks,

coanga thrift.

Nice big vault.

-Wait a minute now.

If the sec isn't playing, who's gonna

let us in there while falk's still holding the bank?

So wait, you haven't booked Terry smolki because

-he's gonna 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 got some money missing.

I'd like to help you get it back.

-You're a very generous man.

-You know, I was, uh, 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.

It'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 it 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?

-Oh, you know.

Sealed envelope to my attorney.

In the event of my death.

Sent to the police.

Like that.

-Ok.

-I'm not putting the screws to you.

-He said ok.

-Sir, it's, uh, after hours.

We don't 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 $1,000,000 was hunter's idea.

The $10,000 he couldn't resist.

I'm gonna close out our operation at coanga thrift.

Let the lawyers take the flak.

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.

-The look of traffic and parking at 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.

Me, I'm happy right here.

-Good evening, Mr. Falk.

-Mr. Richards, nice to see you.

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

I appreciate it.

-No problem.

I realize I'm the only 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.

-You know, if you like you can just give me my money now

and, and I'll be going.

-There's still your end of the deal.

-Uh, listen, it's, uh, it's getting a little warm in here.

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

and wait in the hallway.

I always get kinda claustro in places like this.

-Ok.

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!

-Get out of here, or you'll take your snitch home in a body bag.

-Uh, come on, hunter!

You can't do this to me!

Hey, and you can't do this Mimi.

She can't be left alone!

She's got a lot of good years left!

-Quit whining.

Go out like a man.

I'm warning you, I will kill him.

-Oh, 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's getting ready to blow my brains out

and you're talking department policy?

Listen...

-Ow!

-Hold it!

-Give me that!

Cuff him.

-Get you dog off me!

-You make me sick.

-Yeah, yeah.

Give me a second.

I gotta tie my shoe.

-That was smooth.

You ok?

-Hey, no problems.

-You were great in there, Terry.

Appreciate it.

-Well, great.

Thanks for jumping right in there.

-Get going.

-After you.

Oh, hunter?

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 coanga 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?