K-911 Page #3

[ Man ]

Everybody duck.

It's Dooley.

Don't listen to him.

- [ Whining )

- Lay down, Jerry Lee.

- [ Whines )

- What's with him ?

What ?

He's not a morning dog.

Listen, last night

the shooter called.

Took a shot at me.

H it my beer.

Why didn't you

call it in ?

I g ot another beer.

But wait a minute,

he said something weird.

Something really strang e.

He said, ''It's hard to lose

a loved one, isn't it ?''

- Is he talkin' about Tracy ?

- I don't know.

Could be anything.

Could be a reveng e act,

it could be somebody I know.

- I-I-I don't know.

- Harry Stipe. Harry Stipe.

He swore that

he would g et you after

what happened to his brother !

No, Harry Stipe's

doin' five to ten.

Not anymore. He g ot paroled.

- Harry Stipe is out ?

- Yeah, it just came in.

- Stipe is out,

and nobody told me ?

-J ust came across my desk.

Give me the parole officer's

name. I want his address.

Not so fast, Dooley.

Come on !

Give it to me.

Sit.

[ Whines )

There's some guy out there

gunnin' for you. You're not

g oing anywhere alone anymore.

- Not this again.

- Welles, g et in here.

Welles ?

And bring Z eus with you !

- Z eus ?

- [ Snarling )

- [ Growling )

- Hey, whoa-ho-ho !

Meet your new partners.

No way !

- You're not g onna actually

let them in here, are you ?

- I certainly am.

- Detective Dooley.

- Officer Welles.

- Serg eant Welles now.

- Oh. Sorry, I didn't know.

- Good, you two know each other.

- Yeah, we had a moment

a little while ag o.

- Before he, uh--

[ C oughs ]

- [ M umbling )

Look, I don't see

what that dog is g onna do

that Jerry Lee can't do.

Z eus !

[ Speaking Dutch )

[ Speaking Dutch ]

Very impressive, Welles.

- Dooley ?

- What ?

He was trained

in antiterrorist tactics.

Could he g o into a mini-mart

and pick up a six-pack of beer ?

He attacks through windows.

Well, Jerry Lee

has mastered Windows '98.

Got his own chat room.

'' Dogs for Dogs'' ?

[ Shouting I n Dutch )

Jerry Lee

can do that.

You can do that,

can't you ?

[ Whining )

Captain ? I really don't

think this is a g ood idea.

-I couldn't agree more with her.

-Dooley shouldn't

even have that dog.

He's not trained

as a canine officer.

He's a dog with a pet.

- [ Growls )

- Ooh !

Aren't we a little moody ?

- [ Growls )

- Z eus and I can handle

this case alone.

I g ot news for you.

Once I g et a parolee's address,

this case is closed.

Then I g ot news for you.

A parolee doesn't even

fit the profile.

Profile ?

What is this,

an Olympic moment ?

This is a police

investigation here.

Really ?

I wouldn't have guessed.

You don't need a profile

to catch a bad guy.

All you need is a g ood cop

with g ood instincts.

I'm glad you said

''g ood cop,'' because so far,

your instincts suck !

You two are g onna

g et along great.

Dooley, I need

to talk to you alone.

No offense, Serg eant.

No offense

taken, Captain.

See you outside,

partner.

Hey! If you're

g onna ride with me,

g et out of that uniform and

be on my desk in five minutes.

''At.''

He meant ''at.''

No, I meant ''at.''

''At. ''

At my desk.

''At. ''

[ M uttering I n Dutch )

What is wrong with you ?

Didn't you g o to

the sexual harassment seminar ?

I missed that one.

I was-- I was at

another seminar.

All right, forg et about it.

She'll probably

be cool about it.

Ah, look.

Put Jerry Lee outside.

H-He can't testify.

Look, just have him

wait outside.

He can keep a secret !

Have him wait outside !

All right.

Come on, Jerry.

U h, I g ot a delivery

for, uh, Detective Dooley.

Sign, please.

U h, there's

a complementary card in there.

Thank you.

I saw the vet report

today, and, uh,

[ Sighs )

you need to--

[ Dooley ]

What ?

[ Jerry Lee Whines ]

You better give

some serious th--

You need to give thought

to g etting a newer dog.

What ?

Well, one like Z eus.

Yes.

Z eus ?

That crazy, psycho do g ?

Are you kiddin'me ?

He wouldn't last five minutes

with me-- I'd kill him !

Look, he probably

doesn't even drink.

I don't need a new dog.

You know what I need is

a bigg er gun-- one like this.

Will you put that away,

you idiot ?

Or one like this.

Where did you g et this ?

This-This is L.A., not Dallas.

How about this one ?

Look, I g ot a guy

out there with an M- 1 6

takin'shots at me,

and all I g ot...

is this.

Dooley, firearms,

that's not the problem.

The problem is Jerry Lee.

What ?

Well, if he misses a step,

you could lose your life.

Don't you understand ?

That's why I'm giving you

both new partners.

I read that vet report.

The vet report said you were

in the best shape you've

ever been in your life.

Alert. Responsive.

He's a killer !

You're a stud dog,

Jerry Lee.

- [ Whines )

- See ?

You see that ?

You see his sly

and uncanny way ?

He's pretending to be

asleep so he can pounce.

Good boy, Jerry Lee.

Come on. Let's g o.

Come ! Jerry.

Hot do gs !

Hamburg ers !

Chili!

[ Whining )

Hey, Dooley.

These flowers were

just delivered for you.

M ust have been

a wild night.

''Was last night

as g ood for you

as it was for me ?''

- Who gave you these ?

- The delivery guy.

- What did he look like ?

- Green pants, black belt.

You saw him from

the waist down, that's it ?

I was sittin' in--

What are you doing ?

Touching evidence again ?

Puttin'your prints

all over this ? Listen to me.

You see these gloves ?

I want you to wear these things.

Forever !

Yeah.

- Okay.

- Take these down to the lab

and have them dusted.

[ Welles ]

Z eus ! C ome !

Come on. Let's g o.

That Welles and that

stupid psycho dog is probably

sittin' up at the desk.

You and I can g o g et

the bad guys ourselves.

Hey !

We were just

looking for you.

Weren't we, Jerry ?

Check this out.

If you look

at the holes, they actually

spell out something.

It says, ''Even though

I'm older and slower,

I'm still the same a**hole

as I was before. ''

Very funny.

That's very funny.

You think that was funny ?

[ Sighs )

Come on, Jerry Lee.

Z eus !

[ Dutch )

I can do that.

All right, look.

I want to g et

one thing straight...

before we g o on here,

all right ?

What went on between

you and me is history.

Now, you have g ot

to let it g o.

I don't even think

about it anymore.

And neither should you.

Okay ?

Okay.

What do you mean, okay ?

I mean okay.

Okay,

you agree with it,

or okay, you don't

think about it anymore ?

Okay. I don't think about it.

How can you not

think about it ?

You said you don't

think about it.

Well, of course not.

I mean, I'm-I'm-I'm--

But what ? What ?

What ? You're so irresistible,

how could I not think about it ?

Well--

Because, you know,

it was one night.

Heat of the moment stuff.

Absolutely right !

Right.

Get in.

[ Sighing, Swearing

I n Dutch )

What was that ?

What ?

Nothing.

And you, dog,

let's g et one thing straight

between you and me, all right ?

N umber one:
No barking,

no drooling, no f--

passing of gas...

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