Sharky's Machine Page #2

We gotta keep the city pure, right, Arch?

Sure, Papa.

Like missionaries.

Arch!

Oh, and we gotta make sure...

the cab drivers wear

their hats at all times.

You're shittin' me.

City law, Sergeant. No sh*t.

Cab drivers gotta look nice.

Pretty exciting work.

You got the rank, Sergeant.

You wanna skip it?

Hey, that's it! Let's go eat.

You like ribs? Jesus...

aw, he don't like ribs.

There's a place down here that...

Come on! Move it!

Show super cop what it's all about.

He'll love it.

Let's eat Japanese.

Arch, move it!

I'm moving it, Lieutenant.

Don't have me tell you again!

Hello, my sweet blind angel

My friends, my friends,

when you stand in that election

booth on election day,

and you mark that little X

in that little square next to my name,

you are saying yes to good government!

Yes! When you say yes to Donald Hotchkins,

you are saying yes to good government!

Say yes! Say yes!

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Unit 12 reports 2 victims in the shooting

Female, oriental, 20, alleged prostitute, and

Detective Tad Roper, Central Intelligence

All involved units switch to Tac 20

Scuttle was he was onto something.

We're baby-sitting a politician.

What you need is someone

who'll give this city back to you!

Bullshit!

Don't let him get you down, Papa.

I just wanna know

who shellacs his friggin' hair.

Yes, this city has problems

Ohh, sh*t.

What the hell are we doing here?

Hello, Sergeant.

We're here to arrest certain individuals

that might be offering

to perform sexual acts for money.

It's what we do.

Hey, Papa. I see Mabel's working.

Where?

Right over there.

Ahh. Mabel.

See?

The one in the tiger skin.

Ohh, Mabel.

Well...

Well, go out there and get her, Sharky.

She knows us.

Go ahead.

Oh, she'll love you.

You're cute.

50 bucks?

Listen, I'm a trained professional.

I demand a decent wage.

Honey,

I wouldn't give you 50

bucks to do anything.

I would.

Hey, she's yours.

Sold...

to the man with the smiling eyes.

Sharky.

Narcotics...

uh... Vice.

You f***in' low-life creep!

Mm-hmm.

What happened to the smiling eyes?

May you go blind.

And may your prick wither and fall off,

you Nazi bastard.

What's your first name? Ahem

Uh, Rachel.

Rachel... what?

Um, you just better go ahead

and make it Ralph.

Rachel Ralph?

Just... just Ralph.

Ralph.

However, I'll tell you something...

Just give me your name, OK?

Trixie Dumbaugh. Can you spell it?

Trixie? As in tricks?

You want us on the corner

or in the unemployment line?

I'm new here, Mabel.

This is my first night.

Give me a break, huh?

On the corner we cost

the taxpayers nothing.

Attitude! Lay it on him, baby!

Lot a pleasure for a little

bit of hard-earned coin.

Jackson, wanna put the

lady in the cage, please?

Why?

Why this political sexist persecution?

Prosecution.

Why?

Get your hands off of her, sh*t-for-brains!

Get your hands off her!

Where's he going? He's going free, right?

Why? Because he's protected by the man!

He's the man's favorite pimp!

He's safe,

with his $1,000-a-night,

thoroughbred imported...

No. My God.

He'll kill me.

Percy.

I'm sorry.

Hey!

I didn't mean it.

I didn't mean it.

Oh, God, I swear I didn't mean it.

I didn't mean it.

Who was that guy?

Percy Sinclair. He's a big-time pimp.

If Mabel ever made $1,000 in one night,

it'd break her back.

You better know it.

She said the man. What man?

Sinclair left his money here.

He left his address book, too.

No, sh*t, Sherlock.

- Got names in here.

- I copied them down.

- You did what?

- I copied them down.

- You copied them down?

- Yeah.

For what?

Listen, a $1,000-a-night hooker never

sees the inside of this place, you know?

But I do happen to have here

in my trusty pocket, the list.

Huh.

- Sharky.

- Yeah.

The lawyer's gonna be

down here in a minute.

Something strange here. Look.

- Every name is 7 letters.

- Yeah.

Isn't that weird?

- Look at the money this guy's got.

- Maybe not.

What do you think that means?

It's not your money. What are you doing?

Put it back in the bag.

Jesus. Look at this.

Uh, listen,

if you don't let me go pee,

I'll have to do it here.

And this place looks like a shithole,

so I guess it wouldn't

matter anyway, would it?

A' is, uh

You got 2, Sharky

D' is

3?

OK, Sinclair is coming down

the steps, so hurry up.

l is what?

l is a 4. What are you doing?

Just bear with me. A is 2, right?

I can't believe this. This guy's got $700.

I got $11 in my pocket.

N is...

N is 6.

6. And A is 2.

Now what do you got? What is it?

What we have here is phone numbers.

Could be. So what?

How's it going?

We got phone numbers.

So this is not Sinclair's.

Lieutenant Friscoe,

I would like to officially request...

7 wire taps.

Yeah, he ought to have 7.

$700. I can't believe it.

I got $11 in my pocket

Homicide wants to know

where we got this one.

How do you pronounce this one?

Siakwan.

Yeah, well, anyways, that Chink hooker

that got blown away with Tad Roper.

Jesus. Somebody oughta call the cops.

What'd you tell Homicide?

I told them to eat sh*t.

Yeah. Sure.

The Department allowed all

the taps on all but one.

Yeah? Which one?

This one. Number 2. Dominoe.

- Why?

- It's protected.

Usually means another

section's on top of it.

What section?

Look, I don't know! Jesus, you got 5 taps!

You'll be getting tapes tomorrow!

Ineed 6.

Sharky, we can't get that one.

I can get that one.

Bullshit.

How?

This friend of mine. He's

buried in Personnel.

He's a top wire man.

He'll do it as a favor to me.

Favor my ass, Sharky.

Nobody does Vice any favors.

I'm telling you, he'll

do it as a favor to me.

Piss off, Sharky!

You're an ungrateful son of a b*tch.

Ey, ey, ey!

This is my house.

Don't you talk to me that way.

I'll tear you apart right now, right here!

I'll kick the sh*t out of you!

I'll knock you to your knees!

Hey

I'm trying to put Lisa to bed,

so no more playing high school,

OK, tough guys?

You see?

You wanna kiss Daddy?

Come on.

Good night, Daddy.

Ohh What a big girl

Say good night to what's-his-name there.

Good night, Sharky.

Good night, Lisa.

What, from over there?

What are you afraid of? Come here.

Come on She wants to kiss you

Sharky, come over here

We hug in this family.

Good night, Lisa.

Good night, Sharky.

You were talking when you were kissing.

Give me another kiss.

Ha ha

Would you believe

that she came out of something like me?

No. I think you better check the mailman.

You oughta have one of those, Sharky.

You know, they keep you sane.

Like you.

Sure, like me. I got a family, a house.

A nice little workshop here.

I make all the payments.

And what do you do?

You run around the street like a kid.

I'm grown up now.

What, I'm supposed to go

and do that with you?

Oh, no. Sheesh.

Ohh.

What do you want me to do?

Just a shirt, that's all I'm wearing

Oh, she sounds terrific.

She must look good.

Did you see her? No, you didn't see her.

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