Space Precinct (1994) s01e04 Episode Script

- the name's Brogan, lieutenant Brogan.
For 20 years, I was with the n.
Y.
P.
D.
Now-- Well, let's just say, "I've "transferred to another precinct.
" - Ah, she was beautiful.
Violet eyes, gorgeous green hair.
- Yeah-- Sounds like love.
- Yeah.
This is more than love-- We're talkin' major lust here.
- Yeah, so? - So that's when I find out that her species doesn't do duos.
They do trios-- They've got three sexes.
Male, female and "Other.
" Where does that leave me? Two-Two-Three-Two is zaklyon drive.
- Huh? - Nissim's apartment.
- don't you guys never go home? - Got a job to do Mr.
Nissim.
Protect and serve, you know? - I call it, "protect and persecute.
" You tear my place apart in the morning and then, spy on me at night.
I'm tired of this! - Why don't you just make it easy on all of us, and stop sellin' black crystal.
- You've got no proof I move crystal.
This is harassment, plain and simple.
- Well, maybe you oughta file a complaint, Mr.
Nissim.
- Well, maybe I should drop by and have a talk with you guys, up close and personal.
- I love this job.
- they ain't goin' away, boss.
We better cancel the delivery.
- Why-- This set-Up is perfect.
We can move it right under the cop's noses.
- Cops? Are you involved with the police, oturi? - Not to worry, doll.
You just concentrate on what you do best: Being beautiful.
[ringing.]
- Sublight pizza, hey! - About time.
Meet you in the bay.
[beeping.]
I'll be back.
- a vault full of ill-Gotten gains and he stays home on saturday night and eats pizza? - Hmmm, scan the bike's serial number.
- Hot delivery, anywhere on altor, guaranteed.
- Get out of here.
[alien screaming.]
Torrence? Piru? What's happening? Torrence? Piru? Huh, huh, huh, huh, ahhh! Ahhh! - Bet he's in there drinking merlot - What the hell? Damn.
Nissim.
- Well, he did say he'd drop by.
- Come on-- Let's get out of here! - Do you have a name, an address or anything? - I don't know.
I can't remember.
- What's on the menu, Janie? - Mugging victim.
Patrol seven found her wandering around downtown.
And the kicker is, she can't even remember Her own name.
- any I.
D.
? - No, she was cleaned out.
Except for this.
- Grab your gear.
We got a code three in the heights.
- Somebody's whacked oturi nissim.
Brogan and haldane have called for back-up! - Stay there, dear-- We'll be right back.
- Oh, cream or sugar? - cream, no sugar I think.
- Ugh, dinner's still movin'.
- Let's see if anything else is.
- I got a dead fish here.
- Yeah, baby makes Three.
[rustling.]
- Police! Come out of there! - Please! Don't hurt me! - It's all right.
It's all right-- We're cops.
Just tell us what happened? - I didn't see it-- It attacked those men.
I heard it go that way.
- Stay with her.
- Brogan! - Roof clear? - Nobody got past us.
- Nobody came down the main elevator.
- Damn it-- We lost him! - Our double-Sided special comes with an EXTRA triple Topping-- - I'm not orderin' a pizza.
I'm investigatin' a major felony, and we think one of your delivery guys is involved.
- Like I say, that bike isn't registered with us.
We've got no such bike, we got no such driver.
But we do have a double-Sided extra special! With a little something-- - aggh! I hate pizza! Put out an a.
P.
B on that bike, now! Captain? Check out the latest report from inter-Planetary.
Could be linked to nissim's murder.
[machine beeping.]
- The gemini gang are making a run on the black crystal trade.
- All across the quadrant.
There's dead crystal dealers from here to earth.
They're wiping out the competition on a dozen planets.
- Including altor, it seems.
And this one had this in his hand when he dropped in on us.
- Black crystal, at least two ounces worth.
- Ah, I'd say it was closer to three, and supposedly, a single gram will extend a human's life three years.
- Huh, or a creon's 20.
And an entire species extinct in order to get it.
You could buy half of demeter with that rock.
- Then why didn't the killer take it? - Because he didn't care about crystal.
He was after nissim.
A real pro.
- Nah, not that professional.
He left a witness.
- I met Mr.
Nissim at the kafka club.
He seemed nice, so I let him take me to his place just to talk.
- When the killer attacked, what exactly did you see, miss amyas? - Not much.
There was a sound in the corridor.
Mr.
Nissim's friends pulled out these big guns.
Told me to get behind the curtains.
I couldn't see anything.
But I could-- I heard them scream, so I-- - It's all right, it's all right.
It's all right.
- You're doing fine.
Is there anything else you remember? Anything you'd like to tell us? - Just I wish I'd never come to demeter city.
- Well, at least, demeter's not Boring.
- No, it's not Boring.
Tallis three, my home planet, that's Boring.
I wish I were there now.
- Well, for right now, miss amyas, we'd like you to stay in town At least until we finish our investigation.
- You can call me "aleesha" If you want.
- Only if you call me, "Jack.
" - Stay here.
We'll be back in a couple of minutes.
- How's she read, tooki? - Anxious, scared the way anybody would be.
But beyond that, can't tell you much.
- that girl's lucky to be alive.
- Yeah, I think aleesha knows that.
- "Only if you call me, 'Jack?'" - How's our mystery girl feeling? - Not very well.
- She still can't remember anything.
And I haven't found a single linguistic match with the symbols on her disk.
- doesn't look like any language I've ever seen.
What's your guess, beezle? - Well, there's not a language.
These might be mathematical symbols of some kind.
Perhaps, it's a data disk.
- Hmm, sounds like a job for our walking computron.
Hey, slomo, come to Papa! Chow down, boy.
[speaking foreign language.]
- What in space is he saying? - That is megalese, the language of our people! - Your people.
- our people.
We remember who we are, love.
We are the queen of megalon seven.
You will kiss our royal hand.
[speaking foreign language.]
- Yank his power cells! - Can't do that! We'll wipe his memory bank to day one.
- Well, press restart! Press reset! Press something! [Speaking foreign language.]
- What is going on here? - Uh, just a minor problem, sir.
- Minor problem, huh? You know how much these rsa units cost? Fix it, or I'll suspend the both of ya for a month! Without pay! - Do you need me to arrange transportation for you back to the hotel? - No, thanks.
I'll just grab a transit.
- Uh, that's very pretty the, uh, pendant, I mean.
- My father gave it to me.
It represents the two sides of each of us.
The good and the not so good.
It's a talisman against harm.
- Well, I'm glad I was workin' tonight.
- He's at it again.
- that's what I like best about you, Officer haldane, you never let personal feelings color your judgment.
- Really? What else do you like about me? - It's a short list, haldane, and it's getting Shorter by the minute.
- It's the last minute of the second half and we're tied to two to two.
I make it past the backs, the sweeper, the goalkeeper and I kick the ball right at the net.
- And you win the game? - No, way! Goalkeeper's a tarn.
He used telekinesis to push the ball away from the net.
- that's cheating! - Tell it to the ref.
He's a tarn, too.
- Liz, where you been? Dinner.
- I was giving zill a bath.
- Well, sit down and eat your dinner.
Without zill, please.
- But she loves to eat with us.
- Yeah, well, I don't love eatin' with her.
Listen to your mother.
[ringing.]
Matt? - Yo, Matt, you in the borough? - Yo-- How's it scannin', earth man? - Smooth as space-- Warp me in.
Ready to tweak out? - Sure-- Got the stuff? - Does an antaryian have wings? - See ya, prime elders.
Inazy and I are headed for the lower bergs.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa! To do what, Matt? - Uh, special project.
The two of us, inazy and I-- We're working on it together.
- You and inazy have been out every night this week.
- It's a big project.
Bye.
- Bye! WOW! All right! - Let's go! - Don't play with that.
Eat 'em.
It's fine.
It's just-- It's vegetables.
Okay? What's wrong? - What do you know about this inazy kid? - Well, his parents live downtown at the coruthian commune.
- What's a human family doing in a coruthian commune? - His parents tend the egg incubators.
- What? - It's just for the next two years 'til their indentured service is up.
- Indentured service, egg incubators.
You know, I knew demeter was gonna be different from New York, but I didn't think it'd be this different.
- I like it here-- It's-It's weird and fun.
- From the mouths of babes.
- there's nothing normal here.
- Well, at least zill's normal.
[chattering.]
- Hey? Did you see the trivid reports on nissim? - Oh.
- Someone took out him and his whole gang.
Who do you figure it was? - I know nothing about nothing.
And I don't talk about it, neither.
And I advise you to do the same.
- Hey? Who's there? Ow! Ahhh! Ahhh! - Cut him some Slack, Officer Brogan.
Why are you always on Matt's case about his friends? - Not all his friends-- Just this inazy kid.
How long's he been going to Matt's school? - About a month-- They bus him up from downtown.
His teacher thinks he's fit in very Well, considering.
- Considering what? - Well, um, well, the downtown kids tend to be more violent.
- That does it.
I don't want Matt hangin' with this inazy character anymore.
- Patrick he's-- - We'll finish this later.
Yeah? - Hey, Brogan.
We just answered a 187 down here in district nine.
You'll be interested in the particulars.
- Go ahead.
- We got a double-Sided special with an EXTRA triple Topping of lizard with black crystal on the side, and a dead dealer on the wall.
- Looks like the same hitter who took out nissim is still at work-- Any leads? - Just one.
Central tracking's got a lock on your mystery pizza bike.
- Where? - District six, headed your way.
- Okay.
This is the police! Descend to ground level at once.
Descend to ground level.
- Yo, ha-Ha! I hate it when they do that.
- Whoa! Come on! Come on! - Two-Four-Three point one, vc district six in progress.
All units respond.
[honking.]
- Whoa! Remind me to give that jerk a ticket! - Whoa! Argh! Whoa, ooh, argh, argh! Oh! Ahhh! Ahhh! - Let's go! Let's go! Let's go! - And I only had three more payments to go.
I don't know what he looks like.
Xanac is just a voice on a blanked-Out screen.
- Yeah, we've heard of Mr.
Xanac.
- If you never saw him, how'd you do your job? - When he calls, I go to the car parked at the space port.
That's where I pick up my pizzas.
- Which you then deliver all over town to a bunch of low-Lifes.
- Yeah, and everyone of them a lousy tipper.
- You had no idea you were movin' black crystal? - Hey, I never look in the boxes.
Figured it wouldn't be too good for my health, if you know what I mean? - Mmm-Hmm-- Lemme guess? You don't know who's knockin' off all the dealers in town either, right? - You must be part-Tarn, Officer.
You read my mind.
- So how does he read, took? - He's a creep, but he's telling the truth.
He's strictly an errand boy.
- Let's make sure I got this right.
Your ship was attacked, crew killed.
You were sold into slavery on androm-- After three years-- - four years.
- excuse me, four years.
Four years on androm, you escaped.
You hitched a ride on the freighter and ended up on altor.
- It has been a difficult journey, but now, it is over.
As soon as you contact our people, we will return home.
- You know, um, your majesty, megalon seven is very, very far away and the cost of a Kunkel is rather high.
- Yes? - I'm not authorized to make that kind of expenditure.
- a way will be found.
- How about a cup of coffee? - cream, no sugar.
- How's her queenship? - Lost in the ozone.
She needs a major psych work-up.
She's rather sweet, though, in her own royal way.
- Ah, it sounds like a job for social services.
- Yeah, except they're booked solid.
So we're stuck with her, until I track down a bed and a shelter.
- Matt! What are you doing here? - Can we talk a sec, dad? - Now? I'm workin' here.
- Yes, now! - Sure.
- What's the problem, son? - Mom says you want me to quit being friends with inazy.
- Yep.
- Why? - 'cause you and your friend have been up to somethin' all week and you won't tell us what it is.
- that's right.
And I want it to be okay with you.
- Matt, I don't like this.
I don't like it one damn bit.
I saw you two and the stuff you had.
Now what is it? - I don't want to tell you what it is.
Not yet.
It's okay, anyway.
I'm asking you to trust me.
- You're askin' a lot.
- exactly.
- Okay.
You got it.
- Great.
Thanks, dad.
- Liziral? - Be right with you, lieutenant.
- Brogan? Listen to this.
Aleesha, tell my partner what you just told me.
- Well, I didn't want to bother you.
- No bother-- Go ahead.
This morning, I remembered at the kafka club, where I met Mr.
Nissim, he had an argument with this awful man.
- and what did Mr.
Nissim call this awful man? - Xanac.
Do you know him? - Oh, yeah.
He's probably the biggest black crystal smuggler on the planet.
- Then why haven't you arrested him? - Nobody knows what he looks like.
- He changes his face, as often as the rest of us change our socks.
- Yeah, and if we can't I.
D.
Him, we can't arrest him.
- Well, I can help.
I mean I know what xanac looks like, this week, anyway.
- Would you excuse us? I know what you're thinkin' and I don't like it.
Look, Brogan, xanac is Public enemy number one.
Aleesha can help us nail him.
- Mmm-Hmm.
You're lettin' your hormones get the best of you, haldane.
- You really want to take her out in the field? - She's game! I mean, come on, Brogan-- What choice do we have? Xanac's either behind the other two murders, or he's the next target.
- according to this pizza guy, xanac's current base of operation is in this area.
- Wait a minute-- We got company.
- Anybody look familiar? - That's him! The one in the green jacket! He was the one that nissim called "Xanac" at the kafka club.
- that's good enough for me.
- Stay put.
- But, Jack! - Right now, he's officer haldane.
- Looks like xanac's got his very own pizzeria here.
- Ugh, complete with live maggots.
- cover! - No tracks! No prints! - I've never seen a cleaner crime scene.
-If you don't count the blood? - Yeah.
Oh, great, podly-- Just what we need.
- Central control unit 12, report vector locations.
- Additional officers required.
- Unit twelve, en route down town-- - This doesn't bother you? - Yeah.
It does bother me.
I try not to let it show.
- All units code Blue-- Demeter city westside.
- Hey, c'mon.
- All units code blue.
- We need to talk.
- Okay.
- You were the only ones there? - Yeah, the girl stayed in the car.
She didn't see anything.
- We figured the perp went out the back way.
- So we can't identify the hitter, or even establish if there was a hitter.
- Establish if there was a hitter? - Do I need to draw a picture? We have no arrests, we have no suspects! And the only fellas present at the crime scene-- - Are always the same pair of street cops.
- Mayor's Office is startin' to ask questions.
And the word on the street is that two of my guys Have gone rogue.
- Come on, captain-- Are you trying to tell us you think that we killed those two scumbags? - Get some results and soon, or what I think won't matter.
- Heavy traffic in-Bound-- Use caution.
- Hi, big news flash from the Matt front.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
You got to get home at a decent hour, though.
Apparently, all will be revealed tonight.
- Uh, I'll try, okay? - All right, slomo, it's showtime.
Come on, boy, say somethin'-- do something, anything.
- Officer beezle, how do you want to handle this? Payroll deduction, or credit transfer? - Huh? - All these interstellar dispatches logged to your account.
You're the department of pile of cash, pal.
- Sixty-Two thousand credits worth of dispatches to megalon seven From my number! You had to feed slomo that cockamamie disk, and now he's making interstellar calls on my account! - I hope you're satisfied! - Good morning! What's happened-- And where am I? Reverse-- Forward-- Stop.
- Look, if you change your mind about leavin', I would love to show you some of the nice parts of demeter.
- Can we go see the first settlers fortress? - And the fabulous cave mountains.
- Hey, haldane! I got some news on our vanishing hit man! - It would be more appropriate to say that we have some news.
- And if you haven't noticed, slomo's talkin' again.
- Right-- What about the hitman? - I put slomo to work on our black crystal killer.
He cross-Referenced every interplanetary file and murders with similar mos.
Came up with some Surveillance sticks from xania taken two months ago.
Poor quality, but with some luck and a lot of computer enhancement, we'll know what our killer looks like before the end of the shift.
- Good work.
Look, do you mind hangin' around a little bit.
Takin' a look at orrin's pictures? - Not at all.
- Officer orrin, you have now exceeded Maximum allotted break time.
- Anyone ever tell you you're no fun, slomo.
- Yeah.
You yourself stated-- - Okay, okay! We'll work while I eat.
Post the pics files on the wall monitor.
- Transmittin'.
- Run 'em in sequence.
One more time.
- Officer castle! I have three different social service agencies in Three different districts yelling at me that you're leaning on them.
Talk to me, Officer.
- Well, there's this bag lady, sir, mugging victim.
I'm trying to find a place for her, where she could be safe.
- Well, don't let it get out of hand.
- Whoa! Rattlin' a few cages, huh? - Give it a rest, haldane.
- You know, that's what I like best about you, Officer castle.
You never let your personal feelings color your judgment.
- Run 'em in sequence.
One more time.
Hold it.
Go back one.
Make it two.
There! We haven't played with this one.
Enhance it to maximum available factor.
Punch in a vector grid.
Hmm.
Emphasize line ten between 20.
36 and 40.
19.
Trace profile.
Stop.
Back-up.
Stop.
Enhance.
Stop! - You're clever, Officer orrin.
Much more clever than you appear.
- don't even try.
You'll never make it! - Slomo! - Intruder alert! Intruder alert! Security breach in relaxation area 6162! Intruder alert! Intruder alert! Officer down! Relaxation Area 61-- Officer down! Officer down! Relaxation Area 61-- Officer down! - Lieutenant Brogan, report! Cleared off a section.
I'm beginnin' to think our perp's flown the coop.
- It's possible but it's also possible he's still hanging around, so keep looking! Proceed With extreme caution! Consider Our perp armed, and extremely dangerous! - That's news! What are you doing here? - I heard what happened.
I was worried about you.
- Look, it's not safe.
Get back to the main office.
Go on-- I'll be all right.
- How is he? - Deep in coma six.
Slomo's in an even worse state.
- Slomo? - Apparently, he got between orrin and the killer.
Only thing that saved him.
- I back you on the street for seven years, and you go and get nailed right here in the station house! - Are you okay? - I'm on emergency stand-By.
Podly thinks I'm part of a conspiracy to knock off crystal smugglers, orrin's in e.
C.
, then my partner's fallen for an alien who lives god knows how many light years away.
All in all, I'd rather be in philadelphia.
- Ahh.
But you're here for your family.
- Hey, dad! - Yo, Mr.
Brogan! How do we look? - I think they look great.
- It's a school project, an oral report on ancient greece.
You know, greece, earth? Remember? - Yeah, yeah.
- Comedy? - And, like, tragedy.
Neat, huh? - Yeah-- Pretty neat.
This is what you guys been up to all this time? - Every last minute.
We had to make most the stuff ourselves.
- Hardest part was getting the color liquid for these masks.
Took forever to find the right color.
- So, uh, what do you think, Officer Brogan? - Well, you know, I mean-- - forget it, dad.
Just be there at school on Friday night.
We'll be performing in front of all the kids and their parents.
- I wouldn't miss it for the world.
- Hey, look everybody! I'm happy! Now I'm sad! Happy, sad! - My father gave it to me.
It represents the two sides of each of us.
The good and the not so good.
- Aleesha.
- Jack? What are you doing here? - Watching orrin.
What are you doing? - I just wanted to see how he was doing.
- Not another step! - Jack! - Brogen thinks that you've been using us to get to xanac, and to cover your tracks.
- What do you think, Jack? Do I really look like I could've killed those men? I wouldn't hurt anyone, especially you.
You know how I feel about you.
You're gonna show me the fabulous cave mountains.
- aleesha! - You all right? - What's wrong with you guys? You never seen a hero cop before? - Hey, you feeling okay? - No.
I just couldn't stand lookin' at those nurses in e.
C.
Anymore.
- Mum, you're supposed to be at the shelter.
- We pulled a lot of strings to get you in there.
- No, I must stay in this place! - But you can't! we haven't anywhere for you to sleep, no food.
- that won't be necessary-- Our retainers will arrive soon, to fetch their queen! - Mum, what if you're not a queen, and there are no retainers? What if you're just a very sweet lady who's a little confused? - Sergeant fredo, what system does that ship Hail from? - I have no idea, captain.
I've never seen anything like it.
- your majesty, to have you return to us.
After all these years-- We had almost given up hope.
- Relax, old friend.
Our long nightmare is over.
And now to business.
You will be reimbursed for communicates with your robot dispatch to our own world.
And you must accept a token of our appreciation.
Take this, my dear, as a token of my affection.
It will bring you good fortune.
And please, never forget that the universe is a vast and amazing place, full of limitless possibilities.
- This shift isn't over yet, people! Get back to work!