Ace Of Hearts

[Person Panting]

[Panting]

Okay, come on.

[Sirens Wailing In Distance]

[Siren Continues]

Harding's here.

[Siren Stops]

- [Police Radio Chatter]

- You ready, Ace? Let's go, buddy.

- All right. I'll take this side.

You work that side.

- Okay.

Okay, buddy, here we go.

What do you got, buddy? What do you got?

Let's go, Sasha. Come on.

Find him, Sasha. Find him.

Search, buddy. Search. Search.

- [Barking]

- Good boy. Good boy. Seek, buddy. Seek.

Seek, buddy. Come on. Seek.

That dog of yours a K-9

or a pinwheel, Dan?

It might look funny to you,

but as soon as he locks on...

[Barking]

Go get him! Go get him!

Whoa!

Help me! Help me, please!

- Ohh! Let go!

- Good boy!

Let go! Help!

Help me!

Get him off of me!

Help me! Ow!

Yeah. Pinwheel, huh?

[Man Shouting, Yelping]

Come here, boy. Come on.

Ohh! Help me!

Get him off of me!

Ohh! Ohh!

- [Shouting, Sputtering Continue]

- Good boy.

That's a good boy.

Come on. Come on.

[TV Announcer] Welcome back

to Good Day Everett with Jimmy Bixler.

- [Dan] Are you ready, Jimmy?

- Bring it on.!

- Go get him!

- Whoa! Oh!

- [Dan] Good boy.

- There he is.

Okay. Off. Off.

- [Growling]

- Okay.

- You can get up now.

- Wow. If pooch had his way with me...

I would've ended up at Miller Memorial

in Room 402 and 403.

Actually, Ace would never have crossed that line.

In fact, no police dog ever would.

- That's good to know.

- Give him a treat.

Okay. There you go, Ace.

- There you go. That's better than my arm.

- [Studio Audience Laughs]

We like to say that we train 'em

just to restrain 'em.

[Jimmy]

Well, that's good to know.

Now, I understand

that Ace's sense of smell...

- is 40,000 times sharper than ours.

- That's correct.

One whiff of your hand, and he could track you

down in your seat anywhere in Safeco Field.

- Really. I can't even find my car after a game.

- [Audience Laughs]

Now, uh, before the show,

you did mention...

that you're having trouble

tracking down at least one criminal...

who strikes while people

are on vacation...

a robber with a colorful nickname.

Yeah, that's correct, Jimmy. Right now,

we have a prowler working in our county...

that so far has eluded

all of our track downs.

We've kind of dubbed him

"Goliath" because...

Well, he's built, um...

- Just like me.

- [Laughter]

Just kidding, Ace. No, no.

I'm more like David. Goliath is the big one.

All right. Well,

we'll be back in a second.

When we do, we'll have

an interview with Ace.

We'll ask him how he got promoted

from K-7 to K-8 and finally to K-9.

[Jimmy]

Ace, good boy.

[Audience Applause Fades Out]

Wow. Looks fabuloso.

Thank Mrs. Brody.

- Who?

- My home-ec teacher.

- Oh, right.

- You're supposed to grade me.

Like, did I burn it or anything dumb?

Mmm. Hmm.

I'm giving you... a D-plus.

- Wha...

- For "Delicious-plus."

[Chuckles]

Hilarious.

Is Dad around?

It's okay. I mean, only one parent

has to sign the grade sheet, so...

Other side. Other side.

- Dad.

- I'll be right in, honey.

[Sighs]

Don't bother. Dinner's over and stuff.

Hey. Hey.

That's a distraction, okay?

It's roasted chicken with garlic

and black fig reduction a la Julia actually.

- What?

- Nothing.

- [Murmurs]

- [Sighs]

- Dad.

- Mm-hmm?

Can I handle Ace

at the K-9 competition this year?

Oh, that's not

a very good idea, honey.

- I even read those boring training manuals.

- You're 13 years old, okay?

Fourteen in 29 days. Please, Dad.

Honey, Ace needs to feel really comfortable

when he's in a competition.

- Why can't you just trust me for once?

- It's not a matter of trust.

It is! You don't trust me

with your stupid dog.

- Julia...

- Forget I even asked.

Honey. Honey. Stay.

Honey, I'll think about it, okay?

Translation:
"No."

That went great.

Teenage daughters.

Teenage daughters.

That's what it's all about.

Yes, I know.

It would've meant so much

if you'd just spent a few minutes with us.

The poor kid spent two hours

fussing with that recipe.

[Snoring]

[Sighs]

Uh...

Off. Off. Dan.

- Hmm?

- Come on.

Come on. Ace. Ace, come on.

Down. Go to your bed.

Go on.

I'm sorry, honey.

I'm sorry.

Good night.

Good night.

[Clicks Tongue]

Ace, down to your bed.

Down to your bed.

[Snoring]

[Sighs, Exhales]

[Mom] I'm not a hundred percent sure

I would've gone with "bile green."

On my honeymoon, I'm having my nails

done every day... and my toes.

Really. Well, you might want to consider

squeezing in a few other activities.

Where'd you go, Mom?

On your honeymoon.

- Nowhere actually.

- Nowhere?

Turned out the K-9 unit

needed your dad...

so we postponed our trip to Tahiti.

And then I guess we just

never got around to rescheduling it.

But you have

to have a honeymoon, right?

I mean, to be officially

married and everything.

No.

[Inhales]

[Grunts]

[Inhales, Grunts]

Hey, Torko. Didn't I tell you

not to come back here...

until your membership dues

were up to date?

- [Grunting]

- Well, free ride's over. Let's go.

[Grunts]

You have three minutes to clear out.

I assume you can count to three.

[Grunts]

[Barbell Clangs]

I assume you can count to 50.

- What?

- [Grunts]

[Groans]

- Oops. My bad.

- [Groaning]

[Groans]

[Alarm Blaring]

[Alarm Continues, Muffled]

[Phone Ringing]

[Phone Beeps]

This is Dan.

Okay. We're on our way.

- You ready, Ace? Let's go, buddy.

- [Barking]

[Police Radio Chatter]

[Dan]

Come on, boy. Seek.

- Come on. Come on, boy.

- Hey, Dan.

Hey. Hey, what do you got?

Maybe we'll get something

this time, Frank. Huh?

You got it, boy? Come on.

Here we go. Let's get him.

Search. Search.

Here you go, buddy.

You got him?

There you go, buddy.

There you go. There you go, buddy.

There you go. You got it?

You got it, buddy? Let's go.

Anything?

What is it? What do you got?

Come on, buddy. Come on.

It's gonna be a tough one to crack.

This one leaves us plenty of nothin',

He leaves behind something nasty

for the dogs though.

Let me see, buddy.

Let me see.

[Alarm Beeping]

- [Stops]

- Ready, boy?

Let's go.

Ace. Hup.!

Through, through.!

Through, through.!

Over, over, over.!

Up, up!

Good boy. Again!

Ace. You got him?

Go, go!

- [Growling]

- Good boy.! Shake it up.! Shake it up.!

Shake it up.!

Good boy.! Good boy.!

Off! Good boy.

Good boy. Good boy.

Go get it.

Search. Go get it.

Go get it.

Search. Search.

[Clapping]

Good boy.! Good boy.!

Yeah. That's my boy. Yes.

[Chattering]

Give it to me.

Give it to me.

That's my boy. Yes.

You're such a good boy.

You are.

Yes, you're a good boy.

Out. Yeah.

That's my favorite boy.

Good boy.

[Sighs]

I've studied so much, I can't even remember...

if a polynomial's a number

or an island in the Pacific.

- Who wants to play Fantasy Fever?

- [Boy] That reminds me.

You still have my Inspector Dreadnought's

Clue Pursuit.

- Which one?

- Number four. Unfinished Business.

You've had it for, like,

a million weeks.

- It's around here somewhere.

- Can you give it back to me soon?

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