One False Move Page #4

- No.

I was thinking

about what you said last night.

- No wonder you were pissed off.

- I wasn't.

No, you were right.

If that old man hadn't been deaf,

I could have blown the case.

Well, I don't know.

No, I was wrong. You know more

about this stuff than I do.

I don't want you thinking

we're incompetent.

Dale, you have the energy and dedication

of ten cops.

- No sh*t?

- No sh*t.

Let me ask you something else.

If I'm full of sh*t,

you just tell me.

I want to move to L.A.

And join up.

- Join up with what?

- Police department.

Been on the force here

since I was grown.

After ten years of busting peeping Toms,

I'd like a crack at the big time.

I realize getting on the force

is no walk in the park, but...

once we wrap up this case,

and with your recommendation...

well, who knows?

You, me and Macintosh could make

a great team.

That's, uh, that's an interesting idea.

How you doing, Hurricane?

Hey, Larry.

This is Larry Gibson,

our local Smokey.

Larry, this is Dud Cole.

He's from L.A.

- How are you?

- Good. Hi.

Last night, some folks killed

a Texas State Trooper.

It says here they may be headed

for Houston.

They may fit the description

of the folks you're after.

Son of a b*tch.

They got a photograph of them

in a convenience store.

- Surveillance camera?

- Yeah.

Texas.

Looks like they're headed

our way, boys. Let's go.

Got another cup?

- You don't mind drinking after me?

- Not at all.

Goddamn. Texas.

Think our people whacked that trooper?

We'll know when we see the photo.

Hurricane is waiting on the bad guys

the way a kid waits for Christmas.

Hurricane is a force of nature.

I like old Hurricane.

He's a tremendous guy.

Guess what he told me?

He wants to come to L.A.

And join the force.

- You're kidding.

- Honest to God.

He said he thought

that me and him and...

"Macintosh" would make a great team.

No sh*t.

He said he wanted a crack

at the big time.

What did you say?

I told him

it was an interesting idea.

That's the funniest thing

I ever heard.

Can you imagine that motherf***er

roaming around Parker Center?

He'll put a stopper in the bottle.

That yokel won't last ten minutes.

Put a stopper in the bottle.

Hurricane, you know

no one's allowed back there.

- Just getting a candy bar.

- You gonna pay for it this time?

I saw your car parked out front.

Charlie relieved me a half hour ago.

Sorry I put you on the spot, Dud.

Dale, we didn't mean...

Oh, that's me.

This is 210.

I just got back from Little Rock

with that picture.

10-4. That's us.

You leave it.

Jimmy, you got it?

That's Ray.

And so that must be

our mystery girl, Fantasia.

Her name's not Fantasia.

It's Lila Walker.

Hey, Pluto.

What's happening?

How are you, Beaver?

They're cool.

Come on in.

- Come on in.

- Go ahead.

This is Fantasia. That's Ray.

That's Joey.

And the whining one on the couch is Kim.

She had a tooth yanked out.

F*** you, Beaver.

Grab yourself a chair.

You want to sit down?

That's okay. I'm fine.

So where's this multitude of coke?

- Where's Billy?

- He ain't here.

I can see that. Where is he?

He's still in New Orleans.

New Orleans?

When will he be here?

Tomorrow night.

He didn't tell me that

when we spoke.

He got hung up.

He didn't know that would happen

when he spoke to you.

We'll wait for him.

We can't wait. We have to go.

We'll wait until tomorrow.

We'll stay here.

I don't think

that's such a good idea.

We don't have much room, and...

Yeah, what the f***, man.

You can have my room.

I've slept on the couch before.

F*** you, Beaver.

I'm not moving.

Give me the phone.

Sometimes I think you haven't got

a brain in your head.

I'm going to Star City. The only reason

I got involved in this sh*t...

is so we'd get some money and I

could go home and see my people.

That was before

all this sh*t happened.

Now we have to get where we're going.

So what's the problem?

All you have to do is...

pick me up on the way.

You know that Pluto isn't going to

do that. You heard what the man said.

I think it's a good idea.

If she goes ahead of us,

it will be safer to travel.

We won't fit the description so easily.

No problem.

Ain't that some sh*t.

Can you make it a whole day

without me?

I don't know.

It looks like just

her brother and mama are there.

What kind of people are they?

Good people. Christian people.

I can't believe she got mixed up

in this sh*t.

Hurricane, how is it that

you know this Lila Walker.

I arrested her for shoplifting once.

She was just a kid in high school.

All she took was lipstick

and sh*t to put on her eyes.

Wasn't worth ten bucks.

I could tell right off she wasn't bad,

just high-spirited.

So I decided to try to help her out.

You know, talk to her.

Then one day, she just disappeared.

Somebody said...

she took off for Hollywood

to become a movie star.

Anyway, that was about five years ago.

I didn't hear of her again till now.

She's moved up from stealing lipstick.

I don't believe she killed anybody.

That kid in the closet. She opens

the door, sees him, closes the door.

That proves she's not a killer.

Hurricane, that don't prove sh*t.

So, do we talk to the mother?

- What if she tips off Lila?

- She won't.

She wouldn't do that, not Lila.

Have you heard from her?

No, I haven't.

Not since last summer.

Some time around June or July.

Mr. Dixon, you know Lila.

She wouldn't do

what they're saying she did.

She must have been kidnapped.

Brainwashed.

Some of the best policemen

in this country...

are after Lila and those fellows.

They'll catch them, too.

It will help Lila

if she turns herself in.

Chief Dixon is right.

We can't promise anything,

but if she cooperates...

that will be

taken into account later.

I haven't heard from her, but if I do,

I'll tell her what you said.

Ronnie, have you heard

from your sister?

No, sir.

Would you tell us if you had?

Yes, sir.

Grandma...

I'm hungry.

Byron, don't bother us now, honey.

Who's that?

That's Lila's boy.

Didn't you know Lila had a boy?

And he's a pretty boy, too.

Thanks for your time.

That's all we need for now.

They're not going to Jeremiah's at all.

No. Fantasia's coming home

to see her kid.

Hurricane, just how well

do you know this gal?

What do you mean?

You know what I mean.

Ha-ha. That's real f***ing funny.

F***!

Goddamn her.

Ronnie.

Look at you.

You done gone Hollywood.

Look at you, all grown up.

Stand back.

Let me have a look at you.

Yeah, you still ugly.

I'm just playing. You look fine.

I'm feeling fine.

I'm going to see my baby.

I'm going home.

You can't go home.

The cops are after you.

- What did they say?

- Get in the car.

I didn't do the things

they said I did.

I know that.

Being on the run

makes you look guilty.

I already look guilty.

Looking guilty is being guilty

for black people.

You know that.

I won't get a fair trial...

and I won't go to prison.

Chief Dixon said that...

- Dale Dixon?

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