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Don't worry about it, Jon.

It's not your problem.

Besides, we've had women in the patrol for years.

Yeah, but not on motorcycles.

I mean, central's getting women motorcycle officers.

The first time ever.

It's gonna take some getting used to for some of the guys.

But not us, right?

We're liberal, open-minded, and besides..

- It's not my problem. - It's not your problem.

'Attention all units.'

'Cedar Grove police reports a unit in pursuit'

'of a stolen CGPD squad car.'

'Westbound I-10 on the 605.'

'The stolen is rolling Code 3.'

Just get off the freeway as soon as you can, son.

Alright.

'Suspects are 3 male prison escapees'

'wearing jail-blue uniforms.'

'Units in position to assist, identify.'

LA 15, 7 Adam, I-10 at Overton.

'15, Mary 3 and 4, Harper overpass.'

'7 David, I-10 at Adams and 1.'

Uh, 15, S-4.

7 Adam, it's your call. 7 David, assist.

Mary 3 and 4, stand by but do not participate.

Hey, hold it, Ponch.

You heard Getraer's order.

He said, stand by, but he didn't say where.

15, 7 Adam in pursuit of the stolen police cruiser

'westbound I-10 from Overton.'

I-10 pursuit approaching the Orchard dock.

Mary 4 is now the primary unit.

Let's dump the car over there, by those bushes.

'Alright.'

Yahoo! We made it, boys.

We're on a roll.

Luck is with us.

Well, our real job was to recover the vehicle.

At least we did that.

Oh, I understand.

But be patient if Getraer

doesn't see it your way right away.

Mary 4 as soon as that situation's cleared up

report back to the office.

10-4.

I think he wants to thank me.

Sarge? Hi.

I know it's about the stolen police car, right?

Sit down, Frank.

Now, I know I may have misinterpreted

your instructions, but I was act--

But you were just acting on initiative at the scene

using your best judgment to minimize damage to property

and injuries to persons.

And while the escapees got away again

at least they're not menacing the freeways

in a stolen police car.

So, an order was disobeyed, rules were broken.

The end justified it, right?

Right.

Frank

you have a talent for making

unorthodox solutions work.

Yeah.

It's also a quality that's bad..

...for your career and my ulcer.

Look, Frank, you have to learn that the system

the-the rules, apply to everyone.

Uh, this may help to, uh

change your attitude.

Aw, sarge, please.

She's 24, 3 years on the patrol

and fresh out of motorcycle school.

Bonnie's showing her around, as soon as she's through

I'll introduce you.

Look, sarge, I'm sorry about today

but I don't deserve this.

It's not meant as a punishment.

A teacher has big responsibilities.

Well, I'm not good at it. I hate it.

You're a certified motorcycle training officer.

You passed the special course.

If you hate it so much

why did you apply for it?

To impress my mother

to get a week off, I don't know.

Look, you got other training officers on the squad.

Only one Frank Poncherello.

That's right. And you know me and women.

Uh, that's another reason for selecting you.

There's always a danger when a male and female officer

work closely together.

But I think you're strong enough

to resist temptation

smooth enough to steer a middle course

'and well-supplied with girlfriends'

'outside the department.'

'Uh, Frank..'

...any indiscretion

involving this young lady

would be, uh..

Well, let's just say that all eyes

are on us.

I am motor training officer for..

..Melanie Mitchell.

Here you go.

It's not much, but it's all yours.

I'll take it.

Right now, it looks like the Taj Mahal.

Looking good.

Like a 10 plus.

Yeah...but, my pants are too tight.

I told that tailor I had to work in them not disco.

You'll make a good impression on your training officer.

Yeah, but I want it to be on my ability

not my pants.

Get a load of this

"Motor Manual, Chapter 3

"Paragraph 31.2

"Criteria for the selection of motorcycle training officers

"Sub-paragraph 9.

The desire to be a training officer."

I have no desire. That lets me out.

Wrong.

Ah. This is Officer Mitchell.

'Uh, first of our two new trainees.'

Officer Francis Poncherello, one of our best.

He'll be your training officer.

I know you'll get along.

Hi.

You can call me Melanie.

How am I doing so far?

Follow me, Officer Mitchell.

Uh, do you have a comment? Question?

No. Nothing. Silent.

Just so you know, I've been riding

dirt bikes since I was 12.

Long before motor school.

On my right. Always on my right.

Look, what do I call you?

Francis, Frank, or Officer Poncheretto?

It's Poncherello. Ponch will do.

Well, I think Ponch will do just fine.

This is Officer Melanie Mitchell.

Yeah, I know. Category 2.

Here for evaluation and final training.

'The sergeant told me what to expect.'

I'm her MTO.

That he didn'ttell me.

Harlan's our chief mechanic.

It's nice to meet a mechanic

who doesn't enjoy wearing grease.

Is this mine?

Thoroughly tested and ready.

Oh, I adjusted the seat and the windshield to fit me.

We're built about the same.

Weight-wise.

- Try it out. - Okay.

Oh, uh, tire pressure and fluid levels are alright.

Trust me.

New guy looks pretty good.

Oh.

Oh, boy, I hope Ponch can teach that girl.

She's really on the spot.

Hey, don't let Ponch fool you forever.

I mean, he knows every rule in the book.

By the way, what's your problem at the marina?

That, uh, exposition on wheels?

Oh, it's purse-snatching.

Kid's young, but he's good.

Disappears right in front of your eyes.

I'll fill you in when we get down there, okay?

Okay.

Fits like a glove.

Okay, I'm gonna take you through the most

I think you can handle from day to day.

We'll talk everything over before I report it, good or bad.

Or great.

Everything by the book.

Meet me at my motor.

Or even outstanding?

Strike one, Melanie.

Alright.

I'll set the course and speed.

- I lead, you follow. - Like dancing.

Like we're in a car and I'm driving.

In case of emergency, if I have to do a speed run

do not try to keep up.

"If the trainee loses sight of the training officer

"he shall be directed to the proper location

by the use of radio."

On my right. Always on my right.

Like your appendix.

I don't think this guy's got both oars in the water, Louis.

I don't think there's buried treasure, either.

At least we're free.

I know, I mean, at least we're on the street.

We ain't on the street.

We're in a garbage dump..

...with a rag-picking weirdo.

Hey. Aha!

Alright. Alright!

Now, we're gonna look like respectable bums

and not jailbirds.

These clothes are a mite gamy..

but the hacksaw blade is new.

A man could make a fortune just collecting

'what got thrown away.'

Poor man's fortune.

All for the taking.

Uh, you know, we were just thinking

about another kind of fortune.

Like the one that we broke out for?

Ah..

Well, those are thoughts for a man.

More silver than you ever saw in one place.

But, it's not here.

- Hey, Grossie. - Hi, Grossie.

It's fun for a while, but I can only take

so much cacophony and clangor.

Yeah. Not to mention the noise.

Right, I'll be glad to go back to the traffic.

See you later.

You know, to protect people at a fair like this

it's almost impossible.

I know. So do the thieves.

- Ah! - Ah!

Officer.

I'd like to report a purse-snatching.

It's a young guy on a, on a bicycle.

My wife's purse.

Sounds like the same MO.

Okay. How we doing?

Thirty-seven dollars.

Thirty That's terrific, Sal.

Thirty-seven dollars.

I mean, considering inflation this is a bus ride to Burbank.

Oh.

Why don't we just retire?

I mean, we can't go on playing this teenage bit forever.

Hey, alright, Sal.

Now, give me a break, will you?

It's pocket money for now.

Now, come on, baby, let's hang here just a little while longer.

Huh? Come on.

Gordy's working on a plan.

Oh.

Notice any violations?

Hey. You observe.

Yeah, yeah, alright, I know.

License and registration, okay, you got it.

Hey, man, why don't you let mama

I know we can make music.

I don't like wind instruments.

Two violations, but what I'm citing you for is the earphones.

You gotta hear when you drive.

I can hear you, paisan.

What, are you making macho for the chick here?

Vehicle code prohibits covering both ears.

You can wear one earphone, not two, okay?

Okay, so now I know.

Come on, I'll sign, help you make your quota.

'And a warning on the shades'

the bow, the earpiece?

No more than half inch wide on both sides

'or it blocks your side vision.'

Aw, man, that's chicken.

I mean, you are chicken, you know that?

I suggest you take off the shades

and get a pair that's safer for yourself

and everyone on the road.

I mean, you really are a chicken.

Fifty-five and stay alive.

Well, I would have taught him more respect for the law.

Attitude.

You get all kinds of abuse out here.

Take it gracefully.

Yes, but when a smart-mouth insults me

don't you ever lose your temper?

Never.

Yeah, I bet.

Uh, gotta watch out

for those grease spots.

You didn't check.

But you did the right thing.

If you have a choice

let the machine take the damage, not you.

Okay, pick it up and let's go.

Well, how about a hand?

They taught you at motor school, didn't they?

If you were alone, you'd have to do it.

If I were alone.

Ugh. Oh.

Oh...guess what.

I don't even wanna think about it.

Um, must be beginner's luck.

You're gonna have to put in for repairs.

Um, well, I have another pair at the tailor shop

in Venice.

'Well, you'll have to get them for me.'

- Well, yes.

You don't want an officer of the law

walking around like this.

Alright.

Alright, I'll get your pants.

We're a couple of miles from my apartment.

You can change there.

You're not wild about me, are you?

No..

...but I dig your tailor.

Care for a glass of milk?

'No.'

Hey, you got the wrong pants.

How could I get the wrong pants?

He gave you Paula's pants.

Who's Paula?

My roommate, Paula Wood.

The other motor trainee.

So put Paula's pants on.

I can't, unless you want a worse disaster.

Hers are too big on me.

Well, we can't go to the tailor again.

We gotta go back on duty.

You lead, I follow.

Give me the pants. Yours.

Find a robe in there, I got a friend down the hall

'with a sewing machine.'

If she's home

she'll stitch up the seam.

Hi, Jennifer.

Oh, hi, Grossie.

Hey, is Ponch here?

Yeah, their motors are outside.

Oh, lock yourself out?

Oh.

Uh, looking for Ponch, right?

Uh-huh.

Hmm. Strike two, Melanie.

'Jennifer?'

- Oh.

Jennifer.. Grossie, come back here!

I know how this looks.

Find some pants that fit.

Here's another smashing grabber.

Young, slender guy on a bicycle.

- Big hat, sunglasses. - Mm-hmm.

All committed by the same kid

who was working at the marina, huh?

Well, Bonnie doesn't think he's working alone.

He might be using a catcher

maybe even using a disguise.

Bonnie'll have to use her ingenuity.

I don't have any men to help her.

Two men out sick, Ponch on special assignment.

Uh, you know, I'm afraid Ponch

is really upset about this MTO Duty.

Oh, Ponch?

Well, if he is, he'll get over it.

Look, uh, would you help me see to it

that he doesn't hold it against me?

Oh, sure, sarge. Sure.

Uh, better still, since you offered

you know that new trainee, Paula Wood?

'You can train her.'

Me? B-but, S..

Hi. Sarge, look..

So, what makes a person with a degree in sociology

turn to police work?

Oh, the easy hours, safe working conditions

community respect.

- Hey, Grossie. - Hey, guy.

Alright, take your seats.

What's so funny?

Tell him, Grossman.

You told everybody else.

'Alright.'

For those of you who haven't met her

our newest probationary motorcycle officer

'Paula Wood.'

What a beauty.

Yesterday you met our other trainee

Officer Melanie Mitchell.

Mitchell, we all enjoy a little kidding

to offset the more serious aspects of this job.

Uh, whatever the joke is, I take it you were involved?

For the laugh, we thank you.

And that, gentlemen, is that.

Those Cedar Grove escapees are still at large.

They may steal wheels, so check their descriptions.

Use caution on any GTA call, any enforcement stuff.

'Grossman, take the marina detail with Bonnie.'

Okay, that's it.

Grossman!

Grossman!

I couldn't help it, Ponch.

It just slipped out.

I'll see you later. I gotta get down to the marina.

First, you stop at my place and explain to Jennifer

the way I explained it to you.

About what?

- 'Right.'

And if Jennifer forgives me

I forgive you.

- Done.

No problem. You got it.

Well, I hope you're easier than Ponch.

I hope you're luckier than Melanie.

She's really a good cop. A little too eager.

She needs a leash sometimes, but she's good.

Okay, I'll be doing the leading, you'll be on my right.

When I think you're ready to do the leading

I'll move you to my left.

Right.

You know..

...that restaurant makes a big fat bank deposit

every afternoon, like clockwork.

Gordy, let's stick to something we know.

Purses and wallets, rip off and run.

It's a little business

but it's nice.

I'm just trying to raise

our level of expectations, honey.

'Grossman.'

- You've been looking for me. - I've been looking for you.

I saw Jennifer. Dazzled her with charm.

Not only does she understand about Melanie

but there's a pool party tonight after duty

and you're invited.

- Yeah.

It's my party.

Oh. Am I invited?

Why don't you bring your son down to central sometime?

We'd love to show him around.

Okay? Bye-bye.

- Hi. - Hi.

Your trainee's out checking the sights.

Yeah, I know. Grossman found her.

Ponch, um, do you think

maybe you're being a little rough on Melanie?

Rookie motor cop. She's got a lot to learn.

Good-looking rookie female motor cop.

Makes no difference, Bonnie. Not on the job.

She's just another uniform.

You know, some girls get starry-eyed

about their bosses and their teachers.

I know the pitfalls.

I'm being very careful.

Good, 'cause I think she's got a crush on you.

Me?

Don't be ridiculous.

Treat her gently.

Here's your Form 415, your daily field record.

That's the one you're familiar with?

Intimately.

Okay, I'll help you with this

your monthly motorcycle inspection.

That's Form 184, alright?

To think I stayed up late studying the sports page

so we could have something to talk about.

Paula, look, most of what I do for you

is based on my judgment.

But it all goes in your personal record

as long as you ride motors.

Say you make a mistake five years from now

well, they're gonna dig out my training evaluations.

They're not gonna ask you what you did wrong

but they're gonna ask me why I didn't teach you right.

So what do you think?

Figure the Dodgers will ever straighten out

their bullpen?

Fill out this form, would you?

And circle each subsequent day.

Paperwork is very important

and nobody teaches it better than Jon.

He taught me. Right, Jon?

Right, Ponch.

So just sit down there

and watch how he teaches Paula.

That's the best way to learn.

- Alright, Ponch.

- As a matter of fact-- - 'Right, Ponch.'

Right what?

Chapter 3, Paragraph 32.2, economy.

No need for both of us to be on overtime, right?

Well, okay.

Melanie?

I think we had a good day today.

A motor training officer should always set a good example.

'Now, if you want to know how to stick your partner'

'with paperwork that you hate to do'

you've just seen a good example.

Hi.

Oh, Grossie didn't go into detail

but I do understand that

that Melanie what's-her-name

is a business associate.

'And I'm real sorry--'

Uh, just a second, Jennifer.

Hello, you two.

- Hi. - Hi, Bonnie.

- 'Thank you.' - 'You're welcome.'

You think so?

- Bonnie Clark from the office.

Now, you were saying?

She is a cop?

Jennifer, come on, huh?

Well, I didn't see all the other guys

running over to hug her.

Honey, I'm the host.

And I'm with you.

But I want you to understand how I feel.

I'm not possessive.

I don't want a commitment.

I just don't want to be another peg in a board.

Hey, listen, we're totally in sync.

I'm just the victim of an exaggerated reputation.

Excuse me, Ponch.

Oh, hi, Paula.

'Paula, Jennifer.'

- Hi. - Hi.

I came for my pants.

Oh?

She came for her what?

Oh, she didn't mean that.

Oh, no, I mean, well, you know.

- Pants. - Yeah. Pants.

Never mind. Come on.

Hey, how about you?

What did she mean?

You heard.

Oh, I see.

Buried treasure story?

And you went for it?

Wewent for it.

16, 17, 18, 19, 20

21, 22, 23

24, 25, 26.

Come on.

Stamp. Stamp.

He's flipped out, Louis.

He's ready for the net.

Stamp.

27, 28, 29, 30

31.

This is it. This is it!

Look at that.

Come on, I'm telling you, Louis

this guy's a complete nutcase.

This is it. This is it, boys.

This used to be a dairy farm

with acres and acres of alfalfa.

They must've parceled it off to build these houses.

Boys, the treasure is right under your feet.

They keep you after school?

We can't all be bright and beautiful.

Well, I got to our apartment and discovered

I had room enough to change my shoes

so I figured someone was missing.

Listen, I thought if I stayed late and boned up

on these warrants and dailies and reports

I may come up with something to boost my stock around here.

Did you get your pants?

Don't ask.

Particularly, don't ask Poncherello.

Ugh. I wish I could hate that man.

I really wish I could hate him.

It would make things so much easier.

If he doesn't make it easier

just be sure you don't make it harder.

Paula, don't worry.

Okay, I may not hate him.

But that doesn't mean I like him.

Okay.

Let's not wait for a break. Let's make one.

Okay, well, I'm memorizing license numbers.

Memorize these guys. They're hot.

You spot one of them while you're riding around

you can really score some points.

Cops! Let's get outta here.

LA 15, 7 David.

Got an exhibition of speed

black, late model Camaro

southbound Tully road from Linden.

'10-4, 7 David.'

7 David, still Southbound Tully, passing Orchard.

Ah!

7 David, 11-83 on Tully, a mile south of Orchard.

'I'm 10-97.'

'Southbound Camaro is now felony hit-and-run.'

You stay here.

'Ah!'

Hey, hold!

'Help me!'

- Get outta here. - It's gonna blow!

- Take off. - Please help me. Please!

'Help me!'

I told you to take off!

You don't get rid of me that easily.

I got you.

Melanie?

Melanie. Melanie!

I told you you can't get rid of me that easily.

Guess what? No bruises.

Okay, your turn.

I'm through with you.

I can't teach you if you won't learn.

You won't even listen!

'"Stay here" I said.'

The last thing I said, "Stay here."

And you know the regulations.

If I'm on a speed run, you stay back!

Ponch, I was only trying--

You were out of line!

You disobeyed an order.

You got no respect for the system

no respect for the rules.

You have no respect for your own personal safety.

When that thing blew up and you didn't get up

I thought, my God..

I thought..