Glarious entertainment
Minglin
Megalog
For
Who had the most idea that fiancee would choose?
All as inevitable as life's
most despicable workout,
Yeah.
Yeah, make it sit.
Chillin'.
You told me you weren't a broker.
I'm not.
Where is he?
Did I say he was gonna be?
All I said was you'd be.
Listen, Richard.
I came here to make a $500 buy.
My girl's not me.
Now, I don't use, I don't play games,
and I don't deal with people who don't keep appointments.
So you tell your larger man to shut up.
I'll find somebody else.
Listen, baby.
When you deal around here,
you deal with Zeno B.
Very what else?
The Zeno B.
You ask a lot of questions.
You know why, muscle man?
Because it smells like small time to me.
Yeah.
You just gotta be careful.
Really?
Well, then let's get it on.
Cool.
You show me the bread, and I'll take you to the maid.
Hey, Richard.
Five dollars.
Is that enough?
Come on, then.
Okay, for me.
Go on, then, back.
Bye.
Negative.
Mama's son stays here.
I'm sorry.
Okay, see you.
Okay.
Damn, she's going solo.
This is Big Daddy.
They're going out the back way.
Laurie and the guide dog.
Roll it, Joe.
Let them go, but don't lose them.
You hear?
Don't lose them.
Joe, cover the other end of the alley.
Go to all of the units.
Ten, twenty-five.
He's trying to find my sister.
Brother.
He is on their tail off the hill.
Get your car.
Meet me up there.
Give me that.
Mine's shot.
No, it's hard to transmit a bell.
Find Joe B.
Send him around the other way.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Wait.
Listen.
Listen, muscles.
If I have to climb anymore, I've got to take a rest.
Come on.
It gets easy.
Hey, no way could they come out here.
Check the other side.
If you didn't see them, I'll house to house search.
This block and the next.
The other units get here?
No, they're en route.
You're in charge.
Hey, Merv.
What's happening?
Hey, man.
What's happening to you?
Is this the trick that wants to learn the business?
That's Zeno Bates.
I'm Wendy the Pooh.
Hey, baby.
You always come on that strong?
Let's see if she's bad enough.
Oh!
Car 28, car 28.
Sit woman at 9743 North Oaks.
A part of the 8.
Family seat.
A 459.
459 report.
1165 South Island Road.
CR will meet you there.
Hey, Merv.
What's going on?
Hey, man.
Well, that was a pleasant evening.
But the question is, did we loosen any purse strings?
When you orate, they donate.
You even had me reaching for my checkbook.
Amazing.
I must indeed have been eloquent.
Roger, Banker 4, repeating codes 3.
Officer involved in shooting, man down.
2400 Block, Davidson Terrace.
Ambulance en route.
That's close by.
Come on, come on.
Did anybody notice, Mac?
Get him out of here.
Come on.
Get him away.
Listen, I'm OK.
Will you please just let me go?
I can walk.
I told you.
I can walk.
Will you please put me down?
Yeah, that's the one.
Something or other.
Bring her to the van.
I'll take her to the hospital.
I can do it myself.
This is the owner name we have, male, cop 28, 6 foot 6.
Two guys.
I smoked the one that raped her, but the one that brought her got away.
Find him.
I'll take care of him.
Fran, get on the horn as soon as you can.
See that Lieutenant Prentice knows about this.
Tell this dude home, will you?
Tom?
Chief?
What the hell happened?
This happened.
You let that girl go solo?
It was her option, Tom.
She thought, I thought, that maybe Zeno Bates was here.
Mr. Bates, Benny Folger, remember?
I got raided.
This ain't no scum.
You people don't come here to me at any time for any reason.
Now, get your tail out of the house.
Look, I had to come.
I couldn't call.
The Heat may have taps on your phones.
You know what you're talking about?
Some jerk sleigh rider ran a cop in on me.
Abroad and she was wired.
I didn't come for protection.
I came to warn you.
The Heat doesn't know me from a hole in the wall.
I wasn't, Father, I swear I wasn't.
Ruby!
Come on.
Go down to the Rumpel's room and stay there.
I'm in bed.
I'm asleep.
Whoever it is.
They have him in surgery now.
Not good.
What's the name?
They're nothing, nothing, either one of them.
A stupid mule and a snowbird.
Look, if they know your name, that's all they know, I swear.
There's nothing they can say.
And there is nothing in my pad to lead anyone to you.
In other words, I'm in no trouble, right?
Not because of me.
Good.
Do you have a telephone number for Richard?
Yeah.
Here.
Write it down with his name in a address.
You feel all right?
Sure, sure.
Good.
Yes, I have that.
Is there anything on Zeno Babes?
All right, where's Hubbard?
Yeah, get him for me, will you please?
All right.
Hi, boss.
Wow.
You got me on a sleeper up or down or...
Sleepy bum.
Don't get up, please.
How's the kid?
Her gal has been beat up and raped.
She could be a lot worse.
Yeah, well, I wouldn't have had that happen for the world.
I'm sure of that.
How'd you lose her, Bill?
I had to climb a jillion foot ladder,
and a lousy radio went dead,
and she and her contact took an off-ramp.
You couldn't have stopped her?
Sure, I could have stopped her.
If I could have found her, I could have stopped her.
Where were your other people?
Honey, don't lean on me, will you?
I'm pooped about a rough night.
We saw a couple of girls from my division, Bill.
They were with you at your request.
Every time I use your women, I end up hassling with you.
Occupational hazard.
Was Lori conscious when you found her?
She was conscious.
What did she say?
I told Hubbard what she said.
I'll put it in my report.
You can read it tomorrow.
Well, I'll have to be answering questions tomorrow
before your report comes in.
Hmm.
Tell him these things happen.
Wonderful.
The man in charge of the scene says these things happen.
That's right, Lieutenant, you got it.
They're in there right now trying to save the life
of a man named Mervyn Jones.
If he lives, he tells me something I need to know.
If he dies, it's because I shot him.
I had to use a woman officer tonight.
I didn't wonder what I had to.
She took an assault rape.
So what do you want from me, sackcloth and ashes?
These things happen.
I'm sorry, but they happen.
And they make me sick.
I'm sick and I'm tired and I wish you'd go home.
I wish I would too.
I don't like it much around here.
Look, lady,
I've got a dying man, I've got a shooting board,
I've got Hubbard and Ironside.
They want a piece of my butt. I don't need you.
Well, you've got me, need it or not.
Sorry, Bill.
These things happen.
We heard the shots fired and I hit the siren.
Officer Lee, you turned the car
and we were on the scene within less than a minute.
Code 3.
Okay, bye. Thank you. That's all.
Code 3.
Bill, the suspect who shot at you from the window,
was he inside or outside?
Inside, going out.
We haven't found that bullet yet.
Assuming it was Laurie's gun, we haven't found that either.
The suspect you shot sustained a badly springing ankle when he jumped,
but you say he refused to halt.
He couldn't have been moving too fast and we know he wasn't armed.
What are you going to do in a situation like that?
Tell the guy, excuse me, did you hurt yourself?
Were you the one that was shooting at me?
He died at 5.05 a.m., did they tell you?
I was there, pal.
Morning. Hi, there.
Morning. Morning, Joan.
Oh, hi.
I'm here to report on the arrest reports on that Gueschlor 418
and Irma Ferris has the booking problem from last night.
Oh, and these are the prelims on the narco bust.
Oh, anything here from Parkinson's?
No, not down yet. How's Laurie?
I've just come from the hospital.
She's in surgery now. They've got to wire up that broken jaw.
Poor kid's going to have to keep her mouth shut for a month.
Hello, Vi.
Coffee?
No, thanks.
Well, sit down, please.
I haven't had time to file my report yet.
I was assigned to a questioning on the way in.
The shooting review board is meeting already.
That's quick.
The guy Parkins shot died.
So I hear, which leaves one suspect at large, Richard. Richard what?
Just Richard is all we know.
Did you ever hear him mention Zeno Bates?
No, ma'am. I wasn't close enough to overhear.
Why did Laurie go alone?
I guess she thought it was worth it.
How are you briefed on that possibility?
Oh, we dis... you mean about being separated?
We discussed it. We just didn't expect it.
But we figured Lieutenant Parkins had us covered, so...
Yes, John?
Excuse me, Mrs. Prentiss. Commissioner Randall's office is on line one.
Come in, Mrs. Prentiss.
Morning, Robert.
Morning, Amy.
Tom.
Amy.
Sit down, would you please? We'll be very brief.
We learned last week that the health of our retiring chief of police
has worsened to the degree that his doctors want him relieved of all responsibility.
I'm sorry. It's quite serious.
Unhappily, yes.
Which brings us prematurely to the selection of his replacement.
In the total scores for the examination for the post,
you and Tom finished one and two in that order.
Tom, you must have eased up in the stretch.
Well, at least that tennis player isn't alone.
The commission deliberated all weekend, exhaustively,
and I think, honestly, we made no public statement
because I wanted you two to be the first to know about it.
Are congratulations in order?
Well, as a matter of fact, yes.
Tom, I'm so happy for you. It's great.
Thank you, Amy. Can't lose for a win, huh?
Right.
Amy, I want to complete this change in command as quickly as possible.
So what about 65-8?
What about it?
You scored the highest grades.
65-8 assigns you first refusal of the post. I'm leaving.
We now need a chief of detectives.
And in compliance with regulations, I'm offering you that job.
Does that mean you want me, Tom?
It means I'm complying with regulations.
But you expect me to turn you down.
All right. I'll think it over.
Mrs. Prentice...
Candidly, I thought Tom was about to tell me the regulation was being waived.
It can't be, unless you choose to waive it.
Then either you expect me to turn you down,
or you want me as chief of detectives.
I want you to make an unselfish decision for the good of the department.
You're the new chief, Tom.
Why don't you say what you want?
I want your decision before I'm sworn in tomorrow.
I think I understand.
Thank you, gentlemen.
I want all announcements to originate in this office.
I don't want a shootout on this issue in the press or in this department.
Heads up.
Mrs. Prentice.
Hello, Gus.
Is this ill chief of detectives or a new chief of police?
I wouldn't know, Gus. I haven't read your column.
Is it true George Hogan's out-forced resignation?
I have nothing to say.
Well, Chief Hogan has been intending to resign.
Well, that's well known. He's almost maybe a faction out.
So the commission will name a new chief of police today?
Commissioner Randall's demand I ask.
All right, fellas, that's all I have time for.
Okay.
I say Randall called you into that office because he had to call you in.
You beat Hubbard, you beat him all.
You scored the highest grades on that exam.
But Randall's going to bypass you and make Hubbard chief of police
or else he would have called you into that office alone.
Now, I have read regulation 65-8.
If Hubbard leaves the detective bureau, Randall has got to give the job to you.
Because it constitutes a promotion, right?
He's certainly done your homework.
Well, I can tell you something else.
If he passes you at all because of sex,
that's illegal discrimination.
Mr. Randall doesn't have time to make passes because of sex.
He's president of the commission, which is a difficult and thankless job.
No, look, I'm serious about this.
My paper may not be a major, but it can get you that job.
Women need victories. They need symbols.
We need you. We can win this fight.
Crystal, there is no fight.
When I think I'm being deprived of my rights, believe me, I'll bite and scratch.
But I will never accept or reject any promotion, any job,
for the pure and simple reason that I'm female.
What's wrong between you and Bill Parkin?
Is it a battle of the sexes?
It's not really a battle. It's a siege. It's not important.
It is to me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have asked.
When you invite a girl up to your place for lunch, you expect her to put out, huh?
I'm responsible for coordinating the efforts of eight counties
in the most important narcotics investigation we've ever conducted.
If I'm fighting internal dissension, I want to know it.
Okay. I'll do my best to avoid dissension.
Now, you answer one for me, Bob. What should I do?
Oh, no. Not me. No, you don't.
I won't get into that one.
Well, you know I can handle a job, don't you?
Of course. But I'm not the one you have to convince, Amy.
Look, you're a lieutenant, a division commander.
You've already made quite a mark for a woman.
For a woman. You know what that was? That was a...
You may have shown me this big remark, but it was true.
And the beauty of it is that you can relax where you are
till you're ready to retire.
I'm sure that would delight the police commission.
And most of the rank and file.
But it would be easier, wouldn't it?
After all, why try to command 200 and some odd hard-charging
bull-necked detectives who are going to have an irrational resentment toward you?
But don't you think I could count on some of the men to give me a fighting chance?
I think you could count on some of them to fight you to the death.
I think you'd have to prove yourself to half of them every day.
I think you're doubting that you can do that.
If you are doubting, you've already failed.
You have everything to lose.
Good to see you.
You watch out for Rick now, you hear?
He's a little strange, all right?
I'll save.
All right.
Get out of here.
Yo, hip-hop's 10 o'clock, like it's closing time, you know what I mean?
Like I'm a policeman, you know what I mean?
Yeah, I remember you last night.
Little girl got beat up and raped last night.
Yeah?
Well, that's part of the new morality, I guess.
And I killed a man.
Out of sight, you made your quota, huh?
Cop shoots a punk, department puts him in a non-field assignment till he's clear to the technical charge of homicide.
Non-field assignment makes me itchy.
Very nervous.
I like action, like trying to find a guy named Richard somebody.
He got away from me last night.
So look, man, all kind of people come in here.
That's right, he was in here last night.
I'd like to talk to him.
I'd like you to arrange it for me.
Arrange it, arrange it.
You don't tell your stitches enough, man.
Maybe it's inflation, huh?
Maybe there's something to what you say.
Anyway, we do like the concerned citizen who cares enough to be involved.
I'll be back.
Well, good morning.
Morning.
I see you've made the coffee already.
Anne Red Crystal Nathan.
A snide little liar she is.
The shooting review board needs a statement from Laurie Breckinjell.
I've got to go to the hospital.
And ask Irma Ferris to come up here, please.
Irma's outside.
What are you doing here?
Looking for work.
Something quiet and short hours and good fringe benefits.
You sit right down.
Irma?
Yeah.
Come in here, please.
Sit down, Irma.
Over here.
What's going on here?
You familiar with this case?
No.
Or this one?
No.
Or this?
Well, no.
But we'll...
Okay, get with it, girl.
These, too.
They're yours.
I specifically told her I did not want this kind of exposure.
You told Mrs. Prentiss, Commissioner, but you didn't tell Crystal Nathan.
Seems to me we're less at one mind in this than I thought.
Good morning.
I'm glad to find all you gentlemen together.
I hope I'm not interrupting.
Has everyone studied Miss Quote of the Month?
Well, yes, Amy, but...
Then you may as well have the straight dope right from the horse's mouth.
I'm your Chief of Detectives, Tom.
I take the job without a single doubt.
And don't think I'm not aware of how you sandbag me.
Me?
Just don't think I'm not aware.
Congratulations, Tom.
All right.
Yes.
All right.
Oh, they're coming.
Congratulations.
Good luck, Chief.
Robert, thanks again.
It's all yours now.
No?
Please, a couple of questions.
The man was recitated by his retirement.
And I do not anticipate any major changes in the policies of George...
Another present time. I haven't had time to take it out yet.
Well, how do you feel about it?
Well, I knew it was coming,
and I suppose I'm stepping into some pretty big shoes.
Thank you very much, and good luck.
Me, thank you, Gus.
I mean, thank you.
Crystal, come with me.
Excuse me.
Sorry.
Thank you.
Oh, wow, what a great victory.
What a day.
What a great day.
They all think it's Hubbard's Day,
but just whether they see my stuff, just wait.
Is your car legally parked?
Yeah, sure, why?
Because if it isn't, there's going to be a ticket on it.
If it is, I'm going to push it to a fire hydrant
and then put a ticket on it.
If I can't find a hydrant,
I'm going to dump your ashtrays on the sidewalk
and cite you for littering.
Today, tomorrow, and from now on.
Miss Prentiss.
No, Crystal.
It's Mrs. Prentiss.
M-R-S.
Alan Prentiss died in the service of this country,
and I'm proud to have been his wife.
And if you ever misquote me again,
in fact, maybe if you ever quote me again,
I'm going to have that irresponsible rag of yours
send you out to the middle of some ocean
to get the inside story on the birth of a live volcano.
Awfully nice talking to you.
This was rendered last month in the name of Benny Folger.
We don't think anyone lives here.
Too few personal effects.
Rendezvous, place of business.
Yeah, people came and went, mostly at night.
Descriptions from neighbors and other tenants are vague.
Anyhow, we're checking every likely Folger in the city.
How's it going, Sergeant?
Terrific.
What's the matter?
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
How's it going, Sergeant?
Terrific.
We found heroin, cocaine, marijuana,
but only traces, not enough to prove this guy a dealer.
Now, the amazing thing is this, Lieutenant.
Correction.
It's Chief.
My mistake.
It's my first today.
The amazing thing is this.
We dug this bullet out of this post.
Now, I have a theory that substantiates the allegation
that some individual took a shot at Lieutenant Parkins.
Keep up the good work, Sergeant.
Right.
I'm sorry.
California license 634, easy Quebec X-ray, possible 596.
The 1300 block on Davidson Terrace.
Make it for me, will you please?
We think faulty tactical dispositions may have been a contributing factor.
So did I till I climbed that hill.
Bill would have needed 27 men and a helicopter,
in which case he might as well have taken along a brass band.
In your opinion, Mrs. Prentice.
Carl, let's go the personal route when the Bureau can afford it.
Bill Parkins is needed on full field duty.
Now, I'm asking you, officially, get off the dime.
With all respect, I didn't get the impression you were asking anything.
All right, then, I'm telling you.
You burn Bill Parkins or you give him back to me.
I'm going fast.
I don't want you guys ripping me off while I'm back here.
You hear what I'm telling you?
You got something for me?
Man, if you bug me one more time, I'll turn you in.
You dig?
Do it now. Go to the phone.
Better still, I think I'm going to tell some of my friends
that some stupid knock has been lousing up my game.
Tell your friends that the stupid knock wants to talk to Richard.
Do it.
Good morning.
Good morning, Joan.
Good morning.
Everybody here?
Lieutenants Morgan, Pierce, Klein and Gibbons are inside.
Parkins is on the phone with Samberg.
Something wrong?
You'll find out.
Oh, how sweet.
Really, Jesse, you shouldn't have.
That's a buck you owe me, Jess.
Why am I always a suspect?
Because you're such a dear, sweet man.
Put out the dumb cigars.
Shelley's grumpy every morning until he's busting a few of us.
Good morning, Shelley.
Walt, Jesse, Buck.
Mrs. Travis.
Sam Burton won't be long as another hot prowl at EW.
Maybe that money belt character.
Well, then, let's not wait.
Bill, if you had knees like that, I'd follow you anyway.
Hey, Walt, move over. You're obstructing them.
Bill, forgive their transgressions.
I wouldn't give two cents for a cop without powers of observation.
But we're trying not to think of you as a woman.
Can we get on with this?
Well, Tom Hubbard left me what I believe to be the most efficient
detective bureau in the business.
All I have to do is keep the ship on course.
With help like yours, I don't see how I can go far wrong.
End of speech.
Beautiful.
Now, the last one on the Amy Prentiss bandwagon
beats up school kids, right?
Crystal Nathan couldn't have said it better.
Is that it? Can we go home now?
Question, question.
DA's office has a couple of, uh, shade-tree lawyers
who won't bring a case to court unless a conviction is guaranteed.
Do they give that work some charm over them?
I hate to see good police work go down the drain.
Give me correct arrests and proper preparation.
And if the DA's office doesn't go all out,
I'll give you heads on a platter.
Mrs. Prentiss, we're used to handling our shops our own way
without much interference.
What's wrong with that?
Is that it?
Shelly, do you have a problem I should know about?
A couple of years ago, you made a speech.
You said you don't believe in the use of firearms.
And whenever shots are fired, someone has lost control.
I'll stick to that.
Well, sometimes we lose control.
Now, Tom was always available.
He was usually there when things blew up.
Bill, you better get out your bulletproof vest.
Oh, yeah, Bill.
I don't anticipate changing any of Tom's methods
or practices or assignments.
Bill, you're assistant chief.
If it's been your practice to wear a bulletproof vest,
you go right on wearing it.
You really ought to catch him in his bulletproof jockey shorts.
The ones he wears to ballet.
All right, gentlemen, that's about it.
I'll stick to that.
Thank you all for coming.
I'll visit your headquarters, the social league, as soon as I can.
Do us a favor, come as you are.
If things get too tough, you just yell, discrimination.
Mrs. Prentiss, I don't think much of your chances,
but I sure admire your fortitude. Good luck.
Hey, look who's here.
Oh, boy.
Bill, I want you to complete file on the narco investigation
and ask Tony Russell to get my car and stand by.
Yeah, I'll get it.
Ah, yes, yes.
Oh, yes, yes.
Come on in.
Help, you lady.
Sergeant Jackson, Mrs. Prentiss here is looking for Lieutenant Burton.
Hey, I'll be a son of a gun.
I'm sorry, ma'am, I really wasn't looking.
I see Lieutenant Burton is out of his office.
On the 459?
459.
Well, you had one this morning. A hot prowl ADW.
Oh, yeah, I believe you're right.
I think Croft and McCloskey went out about 6 o'clock.
Yeah, here it is.
Responded at 6.20 a.m.
They're at the hospital now with the victim.
And where is Lieutenant Burton?
Well, he...
Suppose you were going to make every effort to find him for me.
Where's the first place you'd look?
Well, sometimes he goes across the street.
Get him.
Who, me?
You. In his office in three minutes.
Athletic club. Steam room.
If that towel comes back outside, I'll know I'm in trouble.
Come in, Sam. How was the steam?
Oh, great.
Why didn't you join me instead of sending out a want?
Send me an invitation sometime. I'll try to make it.
I will.
If I'm not tied up on a hot prowl, I'll be in trouble.
If I'm not tied up on a hot prowl, A-D-W.
Well, I see Bill told you.
Well, it was standard M.O., apartment building, forced entry, elderly couple.
The suspect beat them with his weighted money belt.
How are the victims doing?
We haven't heard from the hospital yet.
What time did this happen?
Well, he's not in the report.
There's nothing in the report about you being on the scene.
Yeah, well, I was in my apartment.
I mean, you know, available if needed.
S-O-P.
This makes six victims the money belt man is hospitalized in a month.
And one of them died.
How badly do you have to be needed before you roll on a case?
Well, I make a judgment. I delegate authority.
This is Crofton McCloskey's case. I don't butt in.
They secured at 9-O-5 this morning.
You called my office at 9-25 and told Bill Parkins you were tied up on it.
Or did I misunderstand?
Uh, no.
All right, look, you said froggy and I didn't jump.
To tell you the truth, I didn't know what time it was, okay?
From a very lousy human being to a pretty lady,
I give you my word it won't happen again, okay?
Pull your file on the money belt man and send it to me today.
You didn't miss much at my meeting. I didn't serve any liquor.
Oh, that cuts. I don't drink on duty.
I'm glad, Sam.
But ring out that sweatshirt before you light any matches.