Hot Pursuit Page #2

- San Diego.

Cooper, go get his wife.

10-80 the witness. Copy that.

Mrs. Riva?

I am announcing my entrance

into your private domicile.

I'm Officer Cooper.

I'm here to escort you to Dallas. Aah!

You must of not seen me.

I saw you.

- Mrs. Riva, I am a police officer.

- Ay, please.

Look at you. You're teeny-tiny. You're

like a little dog I can put in my purse.

I can assure you...

...I meet the minimum height requirement

of an adult female my weight.

Move!

We have got to get going.

Protocol states that you only need

to pack the essentials, ma'am.

You are not gonna need all these shoes.

These are clumsy and impractical.

What shoes are you wearing?

I'm wearing black shoes.

Standard-issue black shoes.

No. Those are men's shoes.

My husband has the same kind.

Congratulation, Officer Lesbian,

you wear the shoes of a coward that I hate.

I realize this might be difficult

for someone like you.

What the hell does that mean?

Just someone who likes a lot of stuff.

So I only care about stuff.

No, Mrs. Riva, I did not mean that.

What I was trying to s...

For example, that's probably something

you could leave at home.

What? This?

I was Miss Plantain, 2004.

My cousin Rosa lost two fingers

trying to snatch this from my head.

I am not going anywhere without this.

You do know the point of Witness Protection

is that you'll have a different identity.

What's taking so long?

Don't make me come up there!

Ay, no.

What are you going to do,

testify me to death?

Would you like me

to neutralize this situation?

Stay here.

You know what to do.

10-30. Damn it!

Hey, get down!

God, this is happening.

Don't Cooper this, Cooper.

Where are you going?

I'm trying to save you.

I try to save me too!

- Who the hell are you?

- Who the hell are you?

Is this a joke?

Does this look like a joke?

- Who sent you?

- Who sent you?

My God!

Cooper!

Get to the car, radio for backup.

- I got your back. Go!

- Okay.

Hurry, let's go!

- Where is she?

- We'll take care of her later.

They're getting away! Come on, let's go!

Watch out! Take the shot!

Get down!

- Your left!

- They're getting away!

No.

Mrs. Riva.

Let's spread out! Search the house!

Mrs. Riva!

Mrs. Riva.

My God. Mrs. Riva.

Are you wounded?

No, you stupid idiot. I'm hiding.

Get out of here, gringa!

I'm gonna commandeer

your personal vehicle.

- What?

- You're in danger, ma'am.

In accordance with Texas State Penal Code,

section 38, I'm commandeering your vehicle.

- Buckle up. This is gonna get fast.

- What?

- Hold on!

- No, no!

Don't worry, ma'am.

I'm gonna get you to safety.

- Hurry up!

- Okay!

You need to calm down, ma'am.

Shut up! Go!

Damn it!

What's going on?

Calm down, ma'am.

Everything's gonna be fine.

What about my husband?

Everything but your husband's

gonna be fine.

I'm sorry to have to tell you this, but...

...he's dead.

- Why?

- Okay.

Try to stay calm.

Why?

Why?

- Why?

- Ma'am!

You're gonna have to put your body

back in the vehicle!

My God.

My God.

Where are you in my time of need?

It's normal to seek comfort in your time,

and to look to God or to Jesus...

...but you're gonna need

to take your hands off my body!

I am a widow!

Listen to me!

Listen!

I have lost my radio,

so you're gonna have to call 911.

And you're gonna have to report

a 10-12 and two 10-60s.

You're requesting a detective.

It's not letting me in.

I think it needs a password.

- Don't do that!

- Right. Right.

Dial 1139.

Then 911.

Then two 10-2...

No! Scratch that!

One 10-12 and two 10-60s.

Get a move on. Come on.

Something bad happened to the phone.

What? What?

No.

Okay.

I gotta find us a phone.

Okay.

Mrs. Riva!

You have to remain in your vehicle

and stay calm.

Me? What kind of pendejo cop are you?

You have to take me home!

You're writing me a ticket?

I am protected by a meter maid.

No, I am recording all pertinent details...

...in my incident report log

before they slip my mind.

Jue madre, this is your first day?

Take me home!

Do not touch my I.R.L.

Now, protocol states

I have to contact my precinct.

Do you have a telephone on you?

Yes!

I packed it...

...with my computer...

...with my floppy disk...

...while running for my life.

- Where are you going?

- I'm getting the hell out of here...

...before Cortez finds me

and sews my face into a soccer ball.

You are in a state of shock

and you're not thinking clearly.

My husband just got murdered...

...and now they're coming to get me.

You have to stay here until backup arrives!

I am a sitting goose out here!

Mrs. Riva! Come back!

I am warning you!

I did not wanna have to do this.

But you're forcing me

to take extreme measures.

It is my mission to protect you.

It is my mission to get you to Dallas

by 8:
00 a.m.

And I am gonna complete my mission.

You're small but freaking intense!

I have got to contact my precinct.

Please.

Yes, ma'am.

There were two sets of gunmen.

Each seemed surprised to see each other.

One set Latino, possible cartel.

The other set Caucasian...

...in masks.

You have an officer down

and four unidentified suspects.

- Got it.

- No. Hold that.

There was one identifying mark

on one of the Caucasian men.

He had it on his left wrist.

And I drew a picture of it in my I.R.L.

Notebook. That's a notebook.

And that's my car not a personal vehicle.

"Remain in your personal vehicle."

- I am on the phone with dispatch.

- It's a car. Say, "Car."

- Pipe down.

- It drives me crazy, the way you talk.

It seems to be a Buddha, sitting on a wave.

Or a bottle of barbecue sauce

guarded by two snakes.

Or a snowman, melting in the rain.

Possibly a peanut in a puddle.

It's a cow.

I am talking on the phone.

It's a longhorn.

They considered making it

a state animal...

...but they went for the armadillo instead.

What? The brown lady cannot read a book?

Scratch that.

It seems to be a longhorn.

The tattoo was a longhorn.

Okay, we'll dispatch officers

to bring you in immediately.

Yes, ma'am. We'll sit tight.

Nice. Nice police work,

Mr. Cherlocks Holmes.

Nice. Heh.

Thank God. Here come the cavalry.

Damn, Coop.

You done got thrown in the fire today.

Detective Hauser.

I'm so glad y'all are here.

It was a mess in there.

But I have recorded all the details,

and tried to follow protocol.

He, hey. Coop, we got this.

You're just lucky to be alive.

The good news is...

...local police got shell casings and DNA

back at the compound.

You saved this old lady's life.

"Old lady"? Su madre.

I'm gonna go and assume that means,

"Thanks for saving my life."

And you are welcome, Mrs. Riva.

Why don't y'all hop in the back?

We'll all ride together.

Yes, sir.

Pretty good for a secretary.

Don't worry, Miss Riva.

We'll have you in Dallas in three hours.

It's Hauser.

I called dispatch 20 minutes ago.

If they were leaving from the precinct...

...they must've been driving

180 miles per hour to get here that fast.

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