Clint, 'The Rookie' & Me Page #2

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Pretty fancy machinery around

here, Max. I'm glad for you.

Anything less than kosher comes in,

you'll call, right?

- You know it, man.

- Good man.

David, where are you?

What are you talking about?

I'm right here.

No, you're not.

You haven't been here in a long time.

I just got a lot of sh*t

on my mind these days.

Here you are

finishing law school...

...and I'm a Burglary cop

in scenic downtown Los Angeles.

You know that doesn't matter to me.

Yeah, but I pick you up

after class...

...and I see you with all those

f***ing together guys...

...with together lives,

and I just think sometimes...

...you're wasting your time

with me.

Don't make me feel like this.

I've always stood behind

every decision you've made.

I know that when there's

something wrong, you tell me.

But there's something going on

that you won't let me understand.

- I think something's gonna happen, Sarah.

- What's gonna happen?

I don't know.

Something.

You know, I've been chasing around

after you for days, sarge.

- What the hell are we doing here?

- This is where the fun starts.

Well...

Order yourself a drink, kid.

And watch your ass.

If you don't, somebody else will.

Excuse me.

Beer, please.

- Get that animal!

- Get him! Get him! Get him!

What are you doing?

You can't come here.

Listen, Little Felix.

With your secondhand information,

I keep showing up late...

...and it's pissing me off,

you understand?

Now, you're going to give me the name

of that pigeon nesting up at Strom's...

...otherwise, you'll be in deep sh*t. So

much, you won't be able to see over it.

You got that?

I understand

what you're saying, Pulovski...

...but if I'm paid, I'll trade,

you know?

Thank you, Pulovski.

Thank you very much, man. I appreciate

that. You're all right in my book.

- You want some? I won't tell anybody.

- Knock it off.

That'll be 2 bucks.

Hey.

You tell your partner Loco was here.

You got that, boy?

Hey, wait a minute!

Hey!

This is a crackdown.

Get back. Get back.

Now, all you people driving without

auto insurance are hereby under arrest.

I didn't know you were

into group sex, kid.

You bastard!

Pulovski, you f***ing bastard!

This sh*t is talcum powder, man!

You f***ing double-crossing

gringo pig bastard!

Oh, man!

I'm crying.

What's wrong? Got a little gas, kid?

Too many of those candied doughnuts.

- They took my badge.

- Fill out a report and get another one.

All right, I'm going in here.

See if you can back me up.

God!

Hey! What are you doing?

Hey, you son of a b*tch!

What the...?

You son of a b*tch!

What are you doing?

Put me down, man!

I'm talking to you!

Put me down!

What the f*** are you doing?

I'm the cop that's footing your bills,

that's what.

So you and me are gonna make

a little arrangement.

No way, man.

I don't deal direct with pigs.

No!

Put me down, man.

Put me down!

Hey, no!

Sh*t!

- Jesus! My f***ing beautiful Beemer.

- You listen real close, a**hole.

I got enough to put you away

for a long vacation.

So like it or not, as of now

you're working for me, understand?

All right, all right. Anything you say.

Just put me down, all right?

All right.

Just put me down, right now!

Good. Good work, kid.

Now read them their rights.

Christ. What a dump.

You don't have to give it raves.

Here. Try that on for size.

- Cheers.

- You got suckered tonight, kid.

It'll happen again, but eventually

you'll learn to be prepared.

You still race?

Only on the freeway.

You got a light?

- I don't smoke.

- I told you, you gotta be prepared.

- F***ing gas company.

- Looks like you won some races.

Mostly local stuff. Smalltime.

- Who's this, your wife?

- Ex.

- Don't tell me. She hated racing.

- She loved racing. She just hated me.

- You got someone, kid?

- Yeah, I do.

That's good.

Come on out back.

- Wow. '69 Norton?

- Yep.

Beautiful.

- '67 TR6 Triumph.

- You know your bikes, kid.

Very sweet.

I don't believe it.

You got a Deuce.

Yeah, my pride and joy.

Pride and joy right here.

Let me show you my shop. This is

where I do all my tinkering around.

Oh, wow. A '48 FL.

Have a problem with this one.

Seems I'm better at riding it...

...than I am at fixing it.

This son of a b*tch don't run.

- Well, you got the key?

- Yeah.

- Thanks.

- Matches. How about that?

I told you so.

How about that? Hey, you're pretty

handy to have around, kid.

Hell, I got a whole yard full of stuff

you can start in on next.

I'm standing in front

of an East L.A. Garage...

... which is the latest link in a chain of

six chop shops busted by the L.A.P. D...

... in the last three days.

This is Auto Theft

Detective Nick Pulovski.

You seem to have gone out of your way

to ensure we were here for these raids.

Well, that's right, ma 'am.

I realize that homicides and splashy

robberies get most of the headlines...

... but it's about time this crime

gets the attention it deserves.

It's impossible to make a real dent.

But it is possible to hurt individual

a**holes who f*** it up for everyone.

Now, I happen to know of a prick

that's responsible...

... for the whole f***ing operation...

... and that son of b*tch is hurting out

there, and I'm f***ing liking it.

This is Connie Ling...

We're going to be

moving on again, Liesl.

But first I have to

tie up a few loose ends.

Come on. It won't be so bad.

Sarah, if I die and go to hell,

it'll look just like my parents' house.

- Good evening, Lloyd.

- How you doing?

- Well, home sweet home.

- David.

Sarah.

- Mom. Nice to see you.

- Hello. Nice to see you too.

Happy birthday.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

- You look gorgeous.

- So do you.

- Thank you.

- Have fun.

- What happened to your face?

- Just cop stuff, Mom.

- Just cop stuff?

- Yeah.

Okay... Excuse me. Hello.

Happy birthday, Mom.

Good seeing you, David.

- Hi.

- Oh, hi.

- Getting a little?

- Why?

Nick.

Hey, kid.

I didn't know we were on

a first-name basis, but how are you?

Not bad.

Are you here to arrest my mom

for substance abuse?

Very funny. Very funny.

I want to know what the hell

you're doing on the force.

You've got it made here.

Your uncle says you've almost got

degrees in engineering and economics.

- So I gotta hear this sh*t from you also?

- Hey, lighten up, kid. It's just a party.

- Who invited you?

- I did, David.

My son doesn't talk

to us much, Mr. Pulovski.

If I hadn't seen you on the news...

...I wouldn't have known

who his partner was.

Let's take a walk.

You look like a man who likes

to get right to the point...

...so I'll be very direct.

- Why the hell not? Got a light?

Always given David

everything he wanted...

...but lately he just won't

take anything.

It's as though

he's cut me off completely.

David's just not cut out for this,

Mr. Pulovski. He's not cut out for it.

I thought we were gonna be direct.

Yeah, so did I.

I want to guarantee David's safety.

Mr. Ackerman...

...if you want a guarantee,

buy a toaster.

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