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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..