K-9

Great. You think that's funny, chiphead?

You know, I could pull your battery

and kill you. so don't get cocky.

- 2707 to ControI.

- Control, 2707.

Message check. I'm waitin'

for a friendly named Freddie.

He's a no-show.

Is there any call-ins from him?

Control, 2707. No messages.

All right, ten-four. I have a request

to open a phone channeI.

Patch me through to 5553312, please.

Calling your girlfriend to say you'll be late

is nonessential communication.

You should know that

by now, 2707. Clear.

Clear. Ten-four.

Thanks for nothing, ControI.

Ah, this is great

Agh! Goddamn it.

Lovers' lane.

Hi! Police.

This is an emergency.

I have to use your phone.

sorry about the upholstery. Just pretend

I'm not here, OK? I'll be a second.

$100 bottle of champagne!

she's worth it.

Aw, damn, the machine's on, you know?

You have one? I hate them.

You got a Kleenex? Ah, forget it.

That's all right. This'll come off.

Ah. Hi, Tracy. Yeah, it's Dooley.

I'm just calling to let you know

I'm gonna be a little late.

What's that?

I gotta go, honey.

Well, it's not the Eyewitness News team.

I think someone's mad at me.

Definitely, someone is mad at me.

- Whoo!

- Hey, Dooley!

Got a ride home tonight?

- Byers, I need a car.

- Can I ask you something?

- Later. Please, I need a car. Mine blew up.

- Just one question. One question.

How many cops use their day off

tryin' to get their asses shot off?

- I was set up!

- How many?

Look, I got him, OK?

I'm this close, Rog. I got Lyman.

- Give me a number. I'll write it down.

- 50 million.

Lyman's moving 50 million.

This is the big one, Rog, and I got him.

Mike, you don't have dick on Lyman.

What you've got

is a wet suit,

a bad attitude and a blown-up car.

Right. That's what I told you. I need a car.

You want a car, take a partner.

It's a two-for-one deaI.

- No, I'm not takin' a partner.

- Take Davis.

- Davis hates me.

- OK, uh... spencer. How about spencer?

- I hate spencer.

- You know the roster. Pick somebody.

- Lydecker. He's a good man.

- Lydecker's dead.

That's why I like him.

Doesn't slow me down.

Rog. 50 million. 50 million and Lyman.

know that there's a shipment comin' in?

High-tuned cop sense.

You remember that, Rog.

That's what you used to have, remember?

Before you became

a paper-pushin' pansy.

Paper-pushin' pansy. I like it.

Can you say it five times reaI quick?

- Paper-pushin' pansy...

- You're pathetic.

You're jealous because

I made lieutenant first.

You're right. You're right.

I'm green with envy because

I'd love to spend my days here with my

lips locked to the commissioner's butt!

- screw you, Dooley!

- Right now, Roger. Come on!

- Don't push me!

- Take your best shot!

You did. You hit me.

I don't believe you hit me.

- Do I get the car?

- You'll take a partner?

- No.

- No car.

OK. Fine.

I don't need your help.

I'll take Lyman alone.

Honey?

sweetheart!

sh*t.

Trace.

Trace, I know you're mad.

You have every right to be.

I know tonight

was supposed to be speciaI.

I mean, the wine, the garlic chicken,

which is my favourite,

scalloped potatoes, the peas...

The peas. Even though I hate peas.

They're good for me

and that shows me that you care, honey.

I know I'm three hours late.

I am. And, uh...

- Well, what can I say?

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- This is Chad, Mike.

- Chad?

- Yes, Chad.

- A friend from work. Works for Pan Am.

- Uh-huh.

One of those, uh,

baggage-handler kinda guys?

No, more like

one of those pilot kinda guys.

Honey, you're a book editor.

How did you meet smilin' Jack here?

Well, he, um...

has also written three best sellers.

- Books? Manuals? Instructions?

- Look, I've got an early flight tomorrow.

- Maybe I...

- Thanks for the movie, Chad.

Any time. We'll have dinner when I get

back from Hong Kong. The three of us.

- Wow. What a night that'll be.

- Good night.

- Good night.

- Good night, Chad.

- You're dating? That was a date?

- He's a friend. We went to the movies.

- Do me a favour.

- Mike.

Do me a favour. When you go to the

movies, go to the movies with ugly guys.

Ugly guys with shitty jobs.

- You have a shitty job.

- That's right. see what I mean?

so we're perfect for each other.

Why didn't you wait for me?

Because if I lived my life

around your schedule, I'd go nuts.

I'd be a clock-tower sniper in a month.

It's hard enough,

knowing that making a bust

is more important to you

than making time for me.

Now, I love you, Mike, but I can't

count on you, so I do what I have to do.

Eat your peas. They're good for you.

- You know, I'm onto something big.

- You always are.

It's Lyman. I think I got him scared.

- He tried to kill me tonight.

- Just what I wanted to hear.

- I feeI so much better now

- Look, look.

What do you want me to say, honey?

I'll say it.

It's not what you say.

I know what's important to you.

It's not me. It's the next bust or the next

shipment or south American cheeseball.

Now, I know that. And I either have to deaI

with that or find some other way to live.

All right. Look.

If you hate it so much, just move out.

Just take your shoes and move out.

I own this house. You moved in with me.

That's right. That's right.

I was wondering how I could afford

such a nice place. It's really... so tastefuI.

- It's very nice. You did a very nice job.

- Mike...

Forget it for now. I know

verbaI skills aren't your strong point.

- What are my strong points?

- No, not those either.

- You're a liar.

- You're a bragger.

Hello. Dooley.

Got an address on Freddie, huh?

No, give it to me.

Uh-huh.

No, no. No black-and-whites.

I don't wanna scare him.

Uh-huh.

No, no.

Oh, damn it. I missed it.

God, I'm old.

- Ernie. " Que pasa?

- B*tch of a night.

- Why ain't you in bed with your old lady?

- Why aren't you?

- Your pizza, man.

- Cheese and mushroom?

- Like always.

- Here. seven, right?

- Yeah.

- How about a napkin?

How about a tip?

Cold damn pizza.

Gotta get a microwave in here.

You just ran a stop sign!

Good morning.

- Hey! Freddie, my man!

- This can't be happening.

- This can't be happening!

- You thought I was dead, huh?

surprised to see me?

You set me up, Freddie.

- I didn't do anything!

- Then what are you running from?

I need the exercise.

Exercise? I can help you there, Freddie.

You know, this whole jogging thing,

I just don't get it.

- Dooley, what the hell are you doing?

- But if you don't run,

you miss the precious aerobic benefits.

Make a right hand signaI for me,

will you? Thank you.

- Freddie, listen.

- What are you doin'?

- Names, Freddie. I need names.

- I don't know!

- You are like Edwin Moses.

- Ah, come on.

- Great hurdler. You know that?

- Come on, buddy!

- No, no, no!

- To be the best, you gotta go!

- Dooley!

- Come on, buddy. Up, up.

- OK, OK. They were dealers.

- Dealers? Watch that pole!

Don't wanna piss off AT&T!

Don't do it!

- Whoo! Names, Freddie.

- I don't know!

- Was it Lyman?

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