McQ

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- Oh, hi, Sarge.

- Al.

What are you doing up at this hour?

- Night shift.

- Want the usual?

Just some milk.

How's McQ? Haven't seen him lately.

You know, Lon and his boat.

He's living on it.

How's the gut?

It's not bad.

Good. I got something cooking out back.

- You need anything, give a holler.

- Right.

Hello.

Oh, nuts.

Yeah?

Lon, J.C., did you hear?

What?

I'm sorry, Lon.

Stan went down this morning.

How bad?

Shotgun in the back.

He's in Harborview.

They're working on him now.

Get Doc Merar over there.

He's here.

- Lois would like to see you.

- How's she doing?

'LG; Gutsy. Holding up.

Well, don't leave her alone.

Get a policewoman with her.

Now, what happened?

Don't know. No witnesses.

Coffee shop guy heard the blast,

but didn't see a thing.

Well, pull the package on Manny Santiago.

I want an intelligence update on him,

and I want to see Stan's log.

Lon, two other officers

got taken off, too. Nine millimeter.

Beat man named Hyatt and Wally Johnson.

You know,

he works the night watch in Property.

Yeah.

Kosterman thinks it's militants.

See you.

Hold it!

- All right, now. Just stay back.

- Don't worry.

You know him, Lieutenant?

Patty Samuels. I know him.

He's a hit man. He was waiting for me.

Pete, call the medical examiner.

I better have that

for the inquest, Lieutenant.

Hey, mister,

that was a hell of a shot.

I called the cops for you.

Yeah, thanks.

- You saw what happened?

- I saw you shoot him.

- And before that?

- I saw him blasting away at you.

Good. Now I want you

to repeat what you saw

just exactly the way it happened.

- Hey, look, I don't wanna get involved.

- You already are.

I have a tape recorder here.

- Are you a cop?

- Yeah.

Tell him what happened.

Officer, witness this.

Well, hell, I was just on my way to work...

Name and address first.

My name is James Carter,

and I live at 1131 North 74th.

I was on my way to work this morning

when I saw this guy trying

to break into this car, some young kid.

And then this guy came out

and chased him away

and this other guy

started shooting at him, see,

and then the first guy blasted him.

You know, it was a hell of a shot.

- Lon.

- Stan's tough, Lois.

Don't forget it.

- How bad?

- Critical.

He liked to work, Lon.

He thought being a cop was the greatest.

Well, he's still a cop,

and he's still gonna be one.

Sure.

I'm not surprised he was shot.

I've been expecting it.

All wives expect it these days,

don't you know that?

Some crazy getting it off,

a radical doing his number.

We don't have to talk about it now.

You've got some questions,

though, haven't you?

Well, another time.

It's all right.

Police work never stops, does it?

I'm sorry, Lon.

What do you wanna know?

I know he was taking you

to a show last night.

How did he end up alone?

He got a call.

From whom?

I don't know, but it was important.

I could see his face.

I could feel

the tightening in his stomach.

You know how he was.

- Did you hear what was said?

- Just pieces.

Well, I have a feeling it had something

to do with

the drive on against the dealers.

Just a feeling, that's all.

The department dries up the city,

someone tries to dry up Stan.

Any names mentioned?

Manny Santiago's, for instance?

No. I would have remembered that for sure.

Well, Lois, I hate to,

but I'm just gonna to have to go.

- Can I call somebody, a friend?

- Lon, don't baby me.

I'm tough, too, remember?

We'll all be back out

on that boat again soon.

You'll see.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

Calling Dr. Denon. Dr. Denon.

Okay, let's go. Everybody out.

Hold it down in there!

- Good morning, Captain.

- Good morning.

I'm in the communications center

right now.

Yeah.

Captain Kosterman just walked in.

Yes, sir.

Chief, the mayor wants to see you.

- Tell him I'm on my way.

- He's on his way.

All right, Ed. It's your ball game.

I want your best people on this,

and I want quick action.

Yes, sir.

This gets top priority.

If there's anything you need, just ask.

I'll talk to you when I get back.

- How's Stan?

- He's hanging in there.

Boy, that's rough.

Homicide's looking for you.

They want your papers

on the Patty Samuels thing.

And the captain's looking for you.

I think you've got him worried.

I put Stan's log on your desk

and the Santiago stuff.

All the same.

Arrested on a felony,

booked on a misdemeanor, released.

- Yeah, he beats them all.

- Yeah.

L, uh...

I got us fight tickets for Thursday.

Don't suppose we'll be needing them now.

My schedule will be busy.

See you.

You know, your Green Hornet

is an attractive nuisance.

Someday, somebody's gonna rip it off.

Maybe me.

You can have the payments, too.

- Captain Kosterman wants to see you.

- Okay. Dean.

Have one of the girls type that up,

will you?

Good morning, Frank.

Watching Kosterman's show?

Sorry about Stan. How is he doing?

- He's trying.

- Yeah.

Listen, if there's anything I can do

for him, for Lois,

you'll let me know, will you?

Thanks.

Hey, McQ.

What is this asinine police crap?

This is illegal arrest, man.

This is unconstitutional,

and you damn well know it.

This whole damn place is coming down,

you know that?

You pigs are gonna be out of work,

but don't worry about it.

We'll put you on welfare.

That's all your stinking job is anyway.

Come on, pig. Shoot me.

Pull your piece and blow rne up right here.

What's the matter? No guts?

Chicken?

God!

- What happened?

- He bumped into a chair.

Chair?

Good morning.

- Almost got you, huh?

- Close enough.

- You know how I feel about this.

- I saw the hallways.

Garbage. Garbage.

The whole place smells like rotten cheese.

They're gonna have to fumigate.

Ed, I think we should be

looking for something else.

I'm willing to look at anything.

But uniformed officers

shot down in the streets,

that smells like radicals to me.

How about Patty Samuels unloading on me?

That's not radical.

Somebody thought Stan

had told me something.

You're still harping on

that Santiago thing.

Why not?

Ed, I want this case.

No, not this one.

I already put Burt on it.

Stan and you are too close friends.

You know how the department

feels about that.

Emotional involvement

clouds clear judgment.

We both know all you have to do

is just say the word.

Well, I'm not saying it.

Lon, I know you.

I'm not gonna stand for you

making up your own rules.

You're not gonna play

that Mickey Peters thing all over again.

Peters was a hood, and everybody knew it.

Yeah, and you weren't satisfied

with throwing him up on the roof.

You had to go up there

and throw him back down.

Six months in the hospital,

four lawyers screaming

about his civil rights.

Well, it kept him off the street,

didn't it?

Yeah, and that's why I'm behind a desk

and you're taking orders from me.

Now, cool it.

- Telephone, Captain.

- Yes. Thank you.

Lon, cool it. Don't go away.

I'm not finished yet.

Captain Kosterman.

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