Coogan's Bluff Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1968
- 93 min
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And the deer and
the antelope play
Well, well, looky here.
Coogan.
Hey, Linny, say hello to the
fuzz that busted me in Arizona.
Yeah. Man-burger.
Did you come to take
me back, cowboy? Huh?
This cat's got wild vibes.
Hey, man, she's pickin' up
on your vibrations.
You wanna know the thing about me?
I got this little
green worm in my head.
And it glows in the dark.
- I'm Coogan.
- Yes, Rollins told me.
Apparently there's been a mix-up.
- Can he travel?
- How soon were you planning to leave?
I was trying to make a helicopter
in 45 minutes at Pan Am.
- I'd hate to miss that connection.
- Yes, I understand, but...
there's always danger of residual
psychotic reaction to LSD.
He can be trouble.
So can I.
- You travelling alone?
- Just one of him and one of me.
All right, I'll release him.
Put your clothes on, Ringerman.
Give Pushie my regards, huh?
OK?
- OK.
- Yeah.
Does more for me
than a kilo of grass, huh?
Put your pants on, boy.
Will all passengers kindly
proceed to the boarding area. Thank you.
Call for passenger Coogan
on housephone 1G.
- Where are the housephones?
- Back there, sir.
- Coogan here.
- Wrong number.
- Yeah, crazy baby.
- Kill him, Jimmy. Kill him, Jimmy.
Not here! Let's blow!
Green pants, hm?
Green corduroy.
Had a red sweater.
He had a face?
I told you, he was behind me.
Beautiful.
Look, I was on my back
and that's all I saw.
All right. From the top,
let's start again.
From where you bluffed your way
into Ringerman's hospital room.
I haven't left anything out.
- Thing is, I don't know that for sure.
- I told you.
Come back in the morning.
The patient's in need of rest.
- Just a couple more minutes, Doctor.
- All right.
Look, yesterday we had
a prisoner in custody.
Today we've got a fugitive wandering
around with your gun in his pocket.
- I have been.
We need your cooperation.
What you remember on the plane home
won't help us get Ringerman right now.
I'm not leaving
without that prisoner.
Didn't that whack on the head
teach you anything?
You're in a whole... another kind of
ball game. You're out of your league.
We've got 28,000 cops in the city.
Leave Ringerman to us.
Well, it's gettin' personal now.
Yeah, a man's gotta do
what a man's gotta do.
That it, Wyatt?
That's one way of puttin' it,
Lieutenant.
Well, here's another: forget it.
Understand? That's
not just me talking.
This is from the district
attorney's office.
You are not a policeman in the city
of New York. Am I getting through?
- In Arizona you're a deputy sheriff!
Here you're just another private
citizen... with a headache.
- I'll be back tomorrow.
- Yeah, you do that.
What do you want?
- Ringerman?
- There's no such person here.
- Police. Open up.
- I gotta see a warrant.
All right!
Will ya wait a minute?!
Upstairs, 25.
Outta the way.
Yeah?
Oh, yeah?
So it's the cops.
Well, let 'em come.
Well, well, well!
What have we got here?
Buffalo Bill with the fancy hat!
And look!
Boots with the pointy toes.
Very fancy.
I'm not impressed.
You Mrs Ringerman?
Come in. Come in, Mr Cowboy.
I got nothin' to hide. I'm not
even asking for a search warrant
cos I got nothin' whatsoever
to hide from nobody.
Welcome to my palace.
Course, the prince just
happens to be out,
but that's cos the police
are just hounding him.
Well, you're very polite,
with your fancy hat in your hand.
At least you know how
to enter a lady's home, anyway.
Where is he, Mrs Ringerman?
You outta your head? I should tell
you so you take him back to jail?
You're talkin' to his mother.
Let me show you somethin'.
Just look what I got in here.
Look at this.
Genuine sterling
silver dinnerware.
My son gave it to me.
And look at this.
Hand-painted imported oil painting.
Gifts! Gifts from a
son to his mother.
And look.
How many mothers do you know...
Just look at this.
A fur coat he got for me.
- How?
- How? He went to the store.
Was it open for business?
You try to be nice.
So what do you get?
Fancy remarks.
Maybe you've been here
long enough, Mr Cowboy.
Look, Mrs Ringerman, I just
wanna take him back for trial.
Oh, yeah?
I don't usually make
no deals with cops.
Be smart if you did.
Smart? Smartness is one thing.
Motherhood's another.
Motherhood?
That's what you're talkin' to,
Mr Cowboy:
motherhood.- He does all right, doesn't he?
- 24 hours, the phone never stops.
- A nice motorcycle.
- Bought and paid for with his own money.
You wanna see his owner's licence?
No.
- Pretty.
- Yeah. Linny Raven. That's her name.
A certified ding-dong.
Raven, huh?
OK, Mrs Ringerman.
Thank you for the visit.
Is that all?
Hey, wait a minute! You think you
can come in here, write down a name
and put on that fancy
hat and just go?
You know what you are?
Fancy.
You smart-ass cowboy cop!
I hope you break both legs!
- What's goin' on here?
- You're under arrest.
- What's the charge?
- Impersonating an officer.
I wake up stinkin' like a goat.
No bath.
Couldn't even take a shave.
Cockroaches.
- And now because of you, for what?
- You've met Sergeant Wallace.
Do you know what it means when
you've got a stakeout established
and blows it... Oh, damn!
Where do you come off, anyway?
This isn't the OK
Corral around here.
This is the city of New York!
We've got a system!
Not much, but we're fond of it.
We don't like it when a two-for-a-nickel
cowboy tries to bend it out of shape.
Are you chargin' me or what?
You blew a stakeout!
It involved a lot of time and trouble
and discomfort for Sergeant Wallace.
You thought Ringerman'd go there?
- It has happened.
- Not with him it wouldn't.
Where does it say you're
an expert on Ringerman?
I tracked him down for eight days. You
learn a lot about a person hunting him.
- Like what?
- Like that he's not a fool, that's what.
Then how in the hell
did "you" collar him?
If you'd asked us about Mrs Ringerman,
we'd have told you she's a nut!
There's no point in
going up there to see her.
I wanted her out so I
could look the place over.
- She wasn't going anyplace.
- There's a good chance she would have.
Why?
The same way an animal leaves a nest
in another direction... to throw you off.
Well, what do you know!
Woodcraft!
It's the one merit badge I missed.
That's too bad.
You might have learned something.
About what?
About animals. People. They don't act
much different when you're hunting 'em.
Hold it.
This came for you.
Which makes it unanimous.
I took the liberty.
You're on flight number 73, TWA.
Leaves at 4.15pm.
They'd like you there
a half-hour earlier.
Coogan.
I'm through messin'
around with you.
Obstructing justice is a
one-to-five felony. Forget Ringerman.
If I even suspect you're nosin'
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