Police Academy Page #5

The damn riot's right down this street.

We're pulling out.

I love sushi. I'm into back-rubs,

all kind of Japanese stuff.

My car stereo, it's a Sony.

I got a good friend.

His father was killed at Pearl Harbor.

Maybe your family

had something to do with it?

You know sake?

The wine? I know a place where

they heat it up before they serve it.

Holy sh*t!

Well, I got to go now.

Run!

Hello, men. I thought I'd come by

for a personal inspection.

- Okay if we get in, sir?

- I guess so. Sure, why not?

How's it going?

I want you to give me a fix

on the entire situation.

Not that good, sir.

This is very, very bad!

The main thing is not to panic.

Attention, everybody!

Attention! This is Cmndt. Eric Lassard

of the police academy.

If you do not disperse immediately,

my men and I will have to arrest you.

You have five seconds to move away.

Five, four, three, two, one.

Give me the thing.

You should park cars for a living, sir.

Anybody want any of this?

You want this? You'd die for this.

You're not so tough now, are you?

How about you? You want this?

I'm talking to you, twerp!

You're just too dumb to talk.

Damn it! Look, in here.

Try this one.

Help.

This is Cadet Leslie Barbara. Help.

Barbara, this is Lt. Harris.

Just calm down.

I'm being chased by 30 rioters.

Barbara, just tell me where you are.

I'm passing you now, sir.

Holy sh*t!

Hi.

Get the cops!

Okay.

Hold it right there, guys.

Why, if it isn't Leslie Barbara,

the police officer.

Come on, you're not gonna shoot us.

You wouldn't shoot old friends,

would you?

No.

Get lost. We're busy.

Now, get the furniture back up there...

and get out of the area!

But it's our furniture.

Sorry.

Callahan calling Harris. Come in, please.

Harris, come in!

Where the hell is Harris?

- I don't know.

- What?

- She doesn't know!

- I heard her.

Run!

Why don't you shoot back?

- Are those gunshots?

- F***ing A!

Shoot back! Come on!

Look up there! See!

That looks like Harris up there.

Should we shoot back?

I don't think so.

Come on!

Stay there!

Sh*t!

I'll bet there's a back door to this place.

Hooks?

Hooks, get the hell back here!

That's an order!

Freeze!

Sh*t.

Don't move, you bastard!

Run, Thompson!

Put the gun down.

Sir, you put your gun down.

Any last-minute tips or suggestions?

Nothing really comes to mind.

What's it gonna be?

Throw your gun over the ledge.

I got two little piglet-wigglets.

What do you want?

I want to watch you off these pigs.

Sure.

Which one do we do first?

I believe I'd shoot this one.

Yeah, the old one.

Looks like cadet revolvers to me.

I know those guys.

Don't move, dirtbag!

What's wrong with this man?

There was gunplay, sir, and he missed it.

Lt. Harris? Capt. Reed.

Nice to meet you, sir.

Thank you. I also want to thank you

for looking out for my boy Mahoney.

It was an honor and a pleasure, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Is this woman bothering you?

No. This is my mother.

- Then at 8:
00, you'll meet my mother.

- Right.

- You'd better have some flowers.

- Flowers? Check.

You men, stop that!

That's more like it.

Good man.

Keep up the good work.

Thank you, sir.

Ladies and gentlemen, the commandant

of the academy, Eric Lassard.

So many unusual events

have happened to this graduating class...

and to me, also.

I could tell you many, many stories...

but instead I have a presentation to make.

No academy cadet has ever received

the highest award...

this police department has to make.

Today, there are two.

Officers Moses Hightower...

and Carey Mahoney.

Gentlemen, please step forward.

You are both expected to make

a few short remarks.

Officer Hightower.

Thanks.

That was very, very good.

Officer Mahoney.

Thank you Cmndt. Lassard, Chief Hurst...

Madam Mayor, Mr. President...

His Holiness the Pope,

the King of Norway...

and our other honored guests.

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