Space Precinct (1994) s01e19 Episode Script
Flash
- 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.
" - Jones, Straight, Reba, tritt.
- All the greats.
- All the great whats? - Country singers-- My brother sent these to me.
These are antiques.
They used to be my grandpa's.
- I thought you and your brother were close? - We are close.
Hey, I happen to love country music, - I'll have you know.
- Yeah, you would.
- Warning.
You are exceeding the speed limit by 240% and rising.
- Hey, oh, that sounds really dangerous.
- What do you say we play a few tracks? - Gee, that'll be swell, haldane, But cruisers don't come equipped with sound systems.
- Grandpa's disc player.
- Haldane, we're on duty! Man, you're doin' the paperwork on this one.
- [music playing.]
- Haldane! - I didn't touch it, honest.
Man, this guy is whacked out of orbit.
- Warning.
You are exceeding the speed limit by 300% and rising.
- Drop and drool.
- Please keep a minimum of two hands on the controls at all times.
- This is the police! Reduce your speed and descend to street level.
This is your last warning.
- Weird music-- I like it! - Man, what's he up to now? - No, he's not.
- He is.
- I'm gonna name my first Ulcer after this guy.
- Ah, good afternoon, officers.
- What the hell you think you're doin' anyway? Hey! - I want to shoot you.
- Yeah, well I got a better idea.
Why don't you try these on for size.
- Oh, handcuffs are no good, Officer.
You see, I'm Marcus droon.
Strongest Taryn in demeter city.
Maybe the strongest Taryn in-- ugh! No! No! - I have a bad feelin' about this.
- It's a hell of a way to beat a speeding ticket.
[country music playing.]
- What's that awful noise? - That "Awful noise," as you call it, - is classic country music.
- Classic? - You worry me, haldane.
- I do? - Not in the way you think.
- Ah, I see.
Now you know what I'm thinkin'.
- Do you go out of your way to annoy me, or does it just come naturally? - Enough you two.
What about our vaporized driver, Jane? - Right.
Take a look at the late Marcus droon's I.
D.
No arrests-- No convictions.
- Traffic tickets? - Nothing.
He was a librarian-- Couldn't be cleaner.
- Or deader.
One minute he's on top of the world.
The next poof, hot air.
- Sounds like too much flash.
- "Flash?" - That's street jargon for demeter's latest drug of choice.
Users love it until they o.
D.
, then boom! - No more user.
- Tell me about it.
Thanks a lot, Jane.
We'll check with his landlady, and see what she can tell us about him.
- Hi, I just can't believe this! Marcus was always a very quiet, respectable young Taryn.
So shy, really.
You know, he worked at the demeter city library.
In fact, in the entire time he stayed here, he never once took a vacation.
He really was a perfect tenant.
Kept himself to himself, never caused problems, or made any noise.
Paid his rent on time-- - Uh-Huh-- Look did he have any, um, close friends, or relatives? Any regular visitors? - He was a real loner.
His parent's passed away, oh, years ago.
He didn't really like people.
I suppose if you stop to think about it, I was the only real friend he had.
- I'm sure he'll be missed.
- Brogan? - Yeah.
- "H.
E.
-11," does that mean anything to you? - No, not offhand-- Wait, what's this? - Peru? - I need to make a report.
- Yeah, we'll be with you in a minute, sir.
- No, now.
- I need to make a report.
- We're busy, sir.
- No, now! I'm sorry.
It's just-- Well my girlfriend's dealing flash, and I don't know what to do about it.
- You can start by givin' us a name.
- Pola vad moonacki.
- And the address? - That's the problem.
We got in a fight and she ran off.
- How about a description? - I got a picture.
- Oh, even better.
- If you see her, maybe you could tell her, well, you know, that I'm sorry.
- Yeah, sure-- Hey, slomo! Slomo, run an I.
D.
Scan on this.
- Oh, and your name? - According to slomo, this pola character was last registered in a flop house in the wharf district.
- Nice neighborhood.
If she's dealing down there, she must be pretty low on the totem pole.
- You can't get much lower than dealing drugs to begin with.
- Who is it? - Demeter city police! - Identification? Okay.
- Pola vad moonacki? We've got a warrant to search your premises.
- on the suspicion of dealing flash.
- Flash? - Don't play dumb.
Your boyfriend told us all about it.
- Boyfriend-- What boyfriend? - Man, we walked right into that one.
- Dumb.
- You feel dumb now, wait 'til the captain hears our report.
- Forensics confirmed it.
The files Brogan and haldane found in droon's apartment are 100% flash, aka "H.
E.
-11.
" And now it doesn't look much, does it? Just a tiny, little bottle of bright blue liquid.
Now, I want you all to see exactly what this stuff does.
Sergeant fredo? Cell security cams recorded This earlier today.
Meet Emilia setrick.
Age 52.
A grandmother.
No criminal record.
She was arrested this morning for robbing a jewelry store.
With this.
She said something about breaking through the wall.
Said she had the hardest head in demeter city.
- I think this is where we came in.
- Hit the streets, people.
Dealers, distributors, manufacturers.
Anybody and everybody involved in the flash trade.
I want them closed down and locked up, and I want it done yesterday! - Took and I have been doing some research on the chemical makeup of flash.
One its key components tetra-Preline.
- Only two companies on altor report this stuff.
Which one do you want-- Intercam or camtricks? - Which one do you want? - Haldane? - What? - Don't do this.
- Do what? - You know exactly what.
- I do? - Don't answer my questions with questions.
- I hesitate to mention in front of two police officers, But, um, h.
E.
-11, or flash, as you call it, was developed here at intercam.
But, uh, before you run me in, allow me to say that we discontinued that research as soon as we discovered the drug's lethal side effect.
We lost over three million credits on that program and we still haven't recovered.
- Why were you researching it in the first place? - Well we were trying to develop an ego-Enhancer.
An artificial confidence booster for the low and self esteem.
Unfortunately, when the concentration of h.
E.
-11 reaches a certain critical level in the blood, it triggers a chain reaction.
Well essentially the blood plasma converts to - Trioxy lycosone.
- Isn't that like zimtel? - Yes, only less stable.
Body heat alone can set if off.
Now ironically, the drug is perfectly safe when used in moderation-- Problem is, when the user's confidence is boosted above a certain level-- - Moderation goes out the window.
- exactly.
- Any idea how h.
E.
-11 got on the streets? - I can only think of one possibility.
It's really pure conjecture.
- All right-- Come on, doc.
Cut to the Chase.
- We're talkin' about saving lives here, doctor Jansen.
- When the h.
E.
-11 Program was canceled, my chief Chemist left rather suddenly.
Perhaps you should talk to her.
Her name is pola vad moonacki.
- Pola vad Moonacki-- Wait a second.
I thought so.
Orrin and beezle just filed a kidnapping report on her.
- Could you upload us that report, fredo? - Sba.
- Thanks.
- I hate coincidences.
- Yeah, what do we got here? Criminal record, none.
Prior drug history, none.
Sound like a typical flash dealer to you? - Well, no, but it's the only lead we've got.
- don't forget, peru.
- You take peru, I'm gonna take pola.
- Let me out of here! Somebody! Anybody! - Scream all you want, pola.
Selenium.
Completely soundproof.
- I won't work for you again, Carmel.
You perverted my research.
- You accepted our money.
- until I found out you were selling h.
E.
-11 on the street, unlicensed.
- Huh, pola.
It takes years to get a license.
We simply had to cut some corners.
- And kill innocent people? - We were as disappointed with that unfortunate side-Effect as you.
You are going to eliminate that side-Effect.
- I won't do it-- you can't make me.
- Do you know this address? Oh? I see.
Well, then you won't mind if morgo were to say, "Dismember everyone who lives there.
" Welcome back, pola.
- See you later, prime ancients.
I'm planet-Bound.
- Yo, wait a minute, pal.
- I'm staying at taryck's, dad.
The tournaments running all weekend.
- I spoke with inca this morning, it's fine.
- Bye, sweetie.
- Mom.
- Have fun.
- Take no prisoners, Matt.
- Dad? Zil says I really need to talk to you.
- Sure, hon'-- what's up? - Well there's this class project I got to write.
It's called, "a parent's day.
" - "a parent's day," huh? - Mm-hmm.
And I'm gonna write all about what a great policeman you are.
- Mm.
- All right, all right-- I'll ask him.
- don't be so pushy.
- Um, ask me what, honey? - Well the point of the project is to actually see what goes on in your day.
- the station's not a very good place for a little kid, honey.
- I'm sorry.
- I'm not a little kid! - I'm almost 11! - Yeah, I know.
But it's just not a real great idea.
I mean, why don't you write about mom's work? - If I wanted to write about mom's work, I would've asked her.
Zil says you aren't being very nice, daddy.
- I think zil's got a point.
- So creons, if you suffer from CREON Cheropidic disorder just Dial feet.
That's f-E-e-T.
- Coming up next, erdie Grisham with the slam ball highlights of the week.
And his special guest, the greatest crossover roll the game has ever seen.
- What's a peru? - It's a country on earth.
- Ah, yes.
Your arbitrary political divisions.
When will you humans wake up to planetary govern, but honestly.
- in this case, it's a Dial code.
Peru translates to 7378.
We found it in droon's apartment.
- and it just so happens to be the private internal number of our good Buddy, doctor Henry Jansen.
- Ah.
- It will give you all the confidence you never had, - my dear.
- Thank you very much.
- Your welcome.
It looks the same.
- I've altered the ratio and lengthened the catalization period.
- Morgo, bring that lizerette.
Margo, do you still have that address? - I know I'm close.
Give me a few more days, please? - You've got 26 hours.
Or rather your parent's do.
[screaming.]
- Nice try, pola.
[laughing.]
flash don't work on morgo.
- This is rather stupid, Henry.
- the cops have been to see me.
They may be tapping my line.
- are they on to us? - They're asking the right questions.
Which means whether pola's cracked the DESIGN flaw or not, we've got to go.
- I've given her 26 hours and plenty of motivation.
- All right-- I'll clean up at intercam.
As soon as she's done, dismantle everything and load it into the transit.
Make sure we have enough fuel to get to the planet danai.
We'll take the air shuttle from there.
I think earthlings will enjoy a little ego boosting.
- and pola? - When she's done, give her to morgo.
- Um, take these to the disposal, Tanya, then I want you to wipe the computer files.
- Dr.
Jansen? - Officer haldane, Brogan.
Delighted to see you again.
How may I help you? - We got a warrant to search the premises.
- We've tested every vat, every flask, every test tube in every lab at intercam.
Nothing.
- So what we're saying here is that we have doctor Henry Jansen in the lock-up, and we have no evidence.
I hope you fellas got somethin' up your sleeves besides arms.
- Captain? Brogan and haldane asked us to check out some addresses from Jansen's database.
The guy's a real Prince.
- We thought you might like to see what we found down in zone seven.
- Plus, a dealer who's willing to name names.
- the secret of our success.
- Timing.
- Captain? Jansen's got a Visitor-- One Carmel Matthews.
- Sounds like an invitation to me, gentleman.
- to be honest, Henry, I don't know why I've come.
Our relationship ended so long ago.
- I'm glad you did.
Carmel, and I had no where else to turn.
- This is all so alarming.
You of all people behind bars.
- It was all some kind of horrible mistake.
Sweetheart, I want you to know that I am innocent.
Pola must have set me up.
- How dare you mention her name in my presence! - Hey, Hey, hey! Behave.
- and to think I actually felt sorry for you.
And all you could do is talk about pola.
- Ain't love grand? - Yes, Officer haldane.
Love is grand.
- that's easy for you to say, lieutenant, but you're not dealing with the dirt bags out there in the street.
- Stand by for more exciting police action - In demeter city blues.
- Honey? Do we have to? - After these words from our local sponsor.
- No, we don't have to.
- something I did? - No.
Just something you didn't do.
Well, you know Trina's mother is taking her to moon station one where she works as an astrophysicist.
And Yolanda's father is taking her to the transit factory where he works.
- Yeah, okay, okay-- I get the picture.
Why don't you take her to the hospital? - She doesn't want to go to the hospital.
- Honey, if I walk in to the 88th with a kid on my arm, podly's gonna cut me off at the knees.
- Patrick Brogan.
Your captain is not the issue here and you know it.
- All right-- I admit it.
I want my kid to be something more than just some cop walkin' a beat.
- You're not just some cop walkin' a beat.
You're my cop walkin' a beat.
And besides that, I think it's a little early to be worried about her career choices, don't you? - I know what you're doin'? - Hmm? - Yeah.
- the answer's still "No.
" - It is? - I mean it-- Absolutely no way.
- Mm-hmm.
- it won't work.
- How old is she? - Ten, almost 11, captain.
- Ah.
My daughter was the same way at that age.
Bet she watches all the cop shows, right? - Yes, sir-- That's my Liz.
- Well I have to tell you I did the same thing myself.
Took my daughter to the station for a few hours.
Gave her the guided tour-- Usual stuff.
I don't see why you shouldn't do it, too.
But only for a couple of hours, right? - at most, captain.
By the way, um, when you did that with your daughter-- - Ah, it worked out great.
She's a detective over in the 38th now.
- Hey, Brogan! They finally found a partner tough enough for ya, huh? - Space police officers are chosen for their exceptional sense of humor.
- Wow.
Tremo.
- Jane.
Tooki.
Say "Hello" to Liz.
- Hiya, Liz.
- So are you gonna be Brogan's new partner? - Officer's are also chosen for their originality.
- Pretty tough requirements, huh? - Hey, look what we found for you in storage.
- Ooh.
- welcome to the D.
C.
P.
D.
, officer Brogan.
- We ought to use you on the recruitment posters.
- something wrong, Brogan? - No, I was just gonna tell Liz How much dull and Boring paperwork we have to do.
- the paperwork is Boring, right? - But it's more than made up for by the excitement - Of high speed chases.
- Catching criminals.
- Coffee and donuts.
- Sweet.
- Come on, Liz-- We got work to do.
- morgo! I really could use some muscle in here.
You really should push on, dear.
You're running out of time.
- and so is mommy and daddy.
- Finally decided to show up for work, haldane? - Yeah.
I thought an APPEARANCE would be in order.
- I know I'll regret this, but may I ask why you crawl in here at least 20 minutes late - Almost every morning? - I say it's simple.
I'm still on earth time.
I'm used to a 24 hour day, with one moon.
Here I get a 26 hours day with I don't know how many moons.
I think my internal Clock's still a little confused.
- So is your excuse.
- Hey! - I think she likes you.
- You think so? Nah-- What are you doin' here? Did Brogan put in for a new partner? - Don't worry, Jack.
We'll let you go on patrol once in a while.
- Late again, haldane? - Uh, sir, uh, yeah.
- I'd love to hear your excuse.
If you can spare the time, that is.
My office.
- [knocking.]
- Excuse me, Officer? - What do you want? - How do you feel? - Okay.
No, I don't-- I feel like, great! - Shh! Keep your voice down.
Now will you please open this door? - No way.
- but you're great.
You're the greatest police officer the force has ever had.
If you open this door, guess what would happen.
- You'd escape.
- right.
But you would recapture me, like that.
Because you are that terrific.
Open the door.
- All right, man.
But I'm gonna recapture you, just like that.
- Thanks.
- Your face does not match my records.
Identify immediately.
- Officer Liz Brogan.
Lieutenant Brogan's new partner.
- Uh, don't move.
I-I-I'm finding your picture now.
Thank you, uh, officer Brogan.
Report to records at five for a voice print and a dna scan-- Goodbye.
- Bye.
Boss giving you a hard time? - Yeah.
- Always bugs you by doing things by the book, But they don't have to deal with the dirt bags out there.
[chuckling.]
- What's so funny? - Access denied.
- hold it right there.
- here, let me help you! - Hey, dad? I found another cop show-- It's really cool.
- Nine thirteen in the bay.
Officer down-- Code red.
Honey, you stay right here! - Thanks, friend.
- Massive.
[humming.]
pararatintin, pararatintin.
- Anybody get the number of that truck? - Carmel, no time for chitchat, Darling.
Wrap things up.
- I'll be waiting for you, Henry.
- I'm on my way.
- Apb escaped prison in Cruiser 304x.
Last seen headed downtown.
- Let's blow this popsicle stand.
- Get a fix on him yet? - No, but we'll get him when he hits the atmosphere.
- Perhaps Officer Liz Brogan would like some, uh, juice.
- Isn't she with you? - We got him.
- Coordinates? - Eight-Zero-One-Mark-Seven.
- Yeah, go get him, daddy! - What are you doin' here? - Watch out, dad! - Give it up, Jansen.
There is no escape.
- Now what are we supposed to do? Drop her off somewhere? - Ten-Year old down there-- huh, I don't think so.
- Dad, you're losing him! - He's taking us over the magnatire refinery.
- Huh, terrific.
[music turns on.]
- Massive music.
- Turn it off! Hang on, Liz.
- Whoa.
Massive.
- Congratulations, pola.
You seem to have-- - Keep a fix on him.
Great.
- going to scanner.
No good-- Magnatire dust shut us down.
- Damn it! - Daddy.
- We lost him.
- Better notify immigration.
Make sure he don't jump the planet.
We're taking you home, young lady.
- Morgo? I'll bring the transit to the side entrance.
Henry will be arriving any minute.
She's all yours.
- here.
Eat dirt! - That's cutting it rather fine.
- I had to take a slight detour.
- We're just about to load up.
- and pola? - Morgo is dealing with her now.
- Precinct 88? - You've got to help me.
I'm being held prisoner, 423 west 53rd.
- Come quickly! - Help is on its way.
- Copy, fredo, 423 west 53rd.
- Keep back or I'll shoot.
- Not unless you load it first.
- This is where we bid adieu, pola.
- But-- - Don't worry.
I'm not gonna kill you-- I'm just gonna leave you.
Someone will find you, someday.
I'm sure.
- Thanks for everything.
- Well this is the right address.
- great.
I love chasing Around demeter after Crank calls.
- Jansen! All units Code THREE! Officers need assistance.
We got Jansen pinned down, 423 west 53rd.
- We're on our way, Jane.
Uh, Brogan, we're the only available cruiser.
- got to go, daddy.
- stay in the car, Liz-- I mean it.
Stay in the car! - Okay.
- Jansen's in the closet-- He's got a hdb.
- Swell.
- She dead? - Stunned.
- Doctor Jansen! We need to talk.
Doctor! - Lay down your weapons, if you don't mind.
- keep it up, Jansen.
- You got nowhere to go.
- Jansen, move clear! - That's not so bad.
In fact, it's wonderful.
- Precinct 88? - Yeah, it's Brogan.
Jansen case concluded.
And, um, bring a mop.
- I got to get Liz back before somethin' else happens.
- cover! - Liz! Liz! Liz! Liz! - Daddy! Daddy? Daddy? I went looking for you.
- Oh, man-- Oh, no! - What? - All my country, the discs, they were in the cruiser with the whole collection! - Ah, that's-That's a cryin' shame, partner.
- Oh.
- Come on, honey.
Do I ever tell you what I used to do when I was a kid? - No-- what? - Well, after I'd add the, uh, chocolate syrup, I'd take a spoon, and I'd mix the whole thing up into a chocolate malt.
Wa-La-- "the Brogan swirl.
" - Thanks, dad.
- Liz, um, you don't have to tell your mother, you know, - everything.
- about what? - About today.
- Why not? - Well, you know how moms are.
She might not understand.
- [clearing throat.]
- Hi, honey! - Hiya.
Hey, "the Brogan swirl.
" You know, your dad always used to make that for me when he wanted something.
- Mom, you'll never guess what happened today.
- Honey, I can explain.
- Let's let Liz explain.
After all, it was her adventure.
Go ahead, sweetie.
- Well, I learned something really important today.
- and that is? - I know what I want to do when I grow up.
- Well if you really want to be a cop-- - a cop-- Cop work's Boring.
I want to be a country western Singer.
- You do? Great-- That's great.
- Wait a minute.
Cop work is Boring? [all laughing.]
For 20 years I was with the n.
Y.
P.
D.
Now Well, let's just say, "I've transferred to another precinct.
" - Jones, Straight, Reba, tritt.
- All the greats.
- All the great whats? - Country singers-- My brother sent these to me.
These are antiques.
They used to be my grandpa's.
- I thought you and your brother were close? - We are close.
Hey, I happen to love country music, - I'll have you know.
- Yeah, you would.
- Warning.
You are exceeding the speed limit by 240% and rising.
- Hey, oh, that sounds really dangerous.
- What do you say we play a few tracks? - Gee, that'll be swell, haldane, But cruisers don't come equipped with sound systems.
- Grandpa's disc player.
- Haldane, we're on duty! Man, you're doin' the paperwork on this one.
- [music playing.]
- Haldane! - I didn't touch it, honest.
Man, this guy is whacked out of orbit.
- Warning.
You are exceeding the speed limit by 300% and rising.
- Drop and drool.
- Please keep a minimum of two hands on the controls at all times.
- This is the police! Reduce your speed and descend to street level.
This is your last warning.
- Weird music-- I like it! - Man, what's he up to now? - No, he's not.
- He is.
- I'm gonna name my first Ulcer after this guy.
- Ah, good afternoon, officers.
- What the hell you think you're doin' anyway? Hey! - I want to shoot you.
- Yeah, well I got a better idea.
Why don't you try these on for size.
- Oh, handcuffs are no good, Officer.
You see, I'm Marcus droon.
Strongest Taryn in demeter city.
Maybe the strongest Taryn in-- ugh! No! No! - I have a bad feelin' about this.
- It's a hell of a way to beat a speeding ticket.
[country music playing.]
- What's that awful noise? - That "Awful noise," as you call it, - is classic country music.
- Classic? - You worry me, haldane.
- I do? - Not in the way you think.
- Ah, I see.
Now you know what I'm thinkin'.
- Do you go out of your way to annoy me, or does it just come naturally? - Enough you two.
What about our vaporized driver, Jane? - Right.
Take a look at the late Marcus droon's I.
D.
No arrests-- No convictions.
- Traffic tickets? - Nothing.
He was a librarian-- Couldn't be cleaner.
- Or deader.
One minute he's on top of the world.
The next poof, hot air.
- Sounds like too much flash.
- "Flash?" - That's street jargon for demeter's latest drug of choice.
Users love it until they o.
D.
, then boom! - No more user.
- Tell me about it.
Thanks a lot, Jane.
We'll check with his landlady, and see what she can tell us about him.
- Hi, I just can't believe this! Marcus was always a very quiet, respectable young Taryn.
So shy, really.
You know, he worked at the demeter city library.
In fact, in the entire time he stayed here, he never once took a vacation.
He really was a perfect tenant.
Kept himself to himself, never caused problems, or made any noise.
Paid his rent on time-- - Uh-Huh-- Look did he have any, um, close friends, or relatives? Any regular visitors? - He was a real loner.
His parent's passed away, oh, years ago.
He didn't really like people.
I suppose if you stop to think about it, I was the only real friend he had.
- I'm sure he'll be missed.
- Brogan? - Yeah.
- "H.
E.
-11," does that mean anything to you? - No, not offhand-- Wait, what's this? - Peru? - I need to make a report.
- Yeah, we'll be with you in a minute, sir.
- No, now.
- I need to make a report.
- We're busy, sir.
- No, now! I'm sorry.
It's just-- Well my girlfriend's dealing flash, and I don't know what to do about it.
- You can start by givin' us a name.
- Pola vad moonacki.
- And the address? - That's the problem.
We got in a fight and she ran off.
- How about a description? - I got a picture.
- Oh, even better.
- If you see her, maybe you could tell her, well, you know, that I'm sorry.
- Yeah, sure-- Hey, slomo! Slomo, run an I.
D.
Scan on this.
- Oh, and your name? - According to slomo, this pola character was last registered in a flop house in the wharf district.
- Nice neighborhood.
If she's dealing down there, she must be pretty low on the totem pole.
- You can't get much lower than dealing drugs to begin with.
- Who is it? - Demeter city police! - Identification? Okay.
- Pola vad moonacki? We've got a warrant to search your premises.
- on the suspicion of dealing flash.
- Flash? - Don't play dumb.
Your boyfriend told us all about it.
- Boyfriend-- What boyfriend? - Man, we walked right into that one.
- Dumb.
- You feel dumb now, wait 'til the captain hears our report.
- Forensics confirmed it.
The files Brogan and haldane found in droon's apartment are 100% flash, aka "H.
E.
-11.
" And now it doesn't look much, does it? Just a tiny, little bottle of bright blue liquid.
Now, I want you all to see exactly what this stuff does.
Sergeant fredo? Cell security cams recorded This earlier today.
Meet Emilia setrick.
Age 52.
A grandmother.
No criminal record.
She was arrested this morning for robbing a jewelry store.
With this.
She said something about breaking through the wall.
Said she had the hardest head in demeter city.
- I think this is where we came in.
- Hit the streets, people.
Dealers, distributors, manufacturers.
Anybody and everybody involved in the flash trade.
I want them closed down and locked up, and I want it done yesterday! - Took and I have been doing some research on the chemical makeup of flash.
One its key components tetra-Preline.
- Only two companies on altor report this stuff.
Which one do you want-- Intercam or camtricks? - Which one do you want? - Haldane? - What? - Don't do this.
- Do what? - You know exactly what.
- I do? - Don't answer my questions with questions.
- I hesitate to mention in front of two police officers, But, um, h.
E.
-11, or flash, as you call it, was developed here at intercam.
But, uh, before you run me in, allow me to say that we discontinued that research as soon as we discovered the drug's lethal side effect.
We lost over three million credits on that program and we still haven't recovered.
- Why were you researching it in the first place? - Well we were trying to develop an ego-Enhancer.
An artificial confidence booster for the low and self esteem.
Unfortunately, when the concentration of h.
E.
-11 reaches a certain critical level in the blood, it triggers a chain reaction.
Well essentially the blood plasma converts to - Trioxy lycosone.
- Isn't that like zimtel? - Yes, only less stable.
Body heat alone can set if off.
Now ironically, the drug is perfectly safe when used in moderation-- Problem is, when the user's confidence is boosted above a certain level-- - Moderation goes out the window.
- exactly.
- Any idea how h.
E.
-11 got on the streets? - I can only think of one possibility.
It's really pure conjecture.
- All right-- Come on, doc.
Cut to the Chase.
- We're talkin' about saving lives here, doctor Jansen.
- When the h.
E.
-11 Program was canceled, my chief Chemist left rather suddenly.
Perhaps you should talk to her.
Her name is pola vad moonacki.
- Pola vad Moonacki-- Wait a second.
I thought so.
Orrin and beezle just filed a kidnapping report on her.
- Could you upload us that report, fredo? - Sba.
- Thanks.
- I hate coincidences.
- Yeah, what do we got here? Criminal record, none.
Prior drug history, none.
Sound like a typical flash dealer to you? - Well, no, but it's the only lead we've got.
- don't forget, peru.
- You take peru, I'm gonna take pola.
- Let me out of here! Somebody! Anybody! - Scream all you want, pola.
Selenium.
Completely soundproof.
- I won't work for you again, Carmel.
You perverted my research.
- You accepted our money.
- until I found out you were selling h.
E.
-11 on the street, unlicensed.
- Huh, pola.
It takes years to get a license.
We simply had to cut some corners.
- And kill innocent people? - We were as disappointed with that unfortunate side-Effect as you.
You are going to eliminate that side-Effect.
- I won't do it-- you can't make me.
- Do you know this address? Oh? I see.
Well, then you won't mind if morgo were to say, "Dismember everyone who lives there.
" Welcome back, pola.
- See you later, prime ancients.
I'm planet-Bound.
- Yo, wait a minute, pal.
- I'm staying at taryck's, dad.
The tournaments running all weekend.
- I spoke with inca this morning, it's fine.
- Bye, sweetie.
- Mom.
- Have fun.
- Take no prisoners, Matt.
- Dad? Zil says I really need to talk to you.
- Sure, hon'-- what's up? - Well there's this class project I got to write.
It's called, "a parent's day.
" - "a parent's day," huh? - Mm-hmm.
And I'm gonna write all about what a great policeman you are.
- Mm.
- All right, all right-- I'll ask him.
- don't be so pushy.
- Um, ask me what, honey? - Well the point of the project is to actually see what goes on in your day.
- the station's not a very good place for a little kid, honey.
- I'm sorry.
- I'm not a little kid! - I'm almost 11! - Yeah, I know.
But it's just not a real great idea.
I mean, why don't you write about mom's work? - If I wanted to write about mom's work, I would've asked her.
Zil says you aren't being very nice, daddy.
- I think zil's got a point.
- So creons, if you suffer from CREON Cheropidic disorder just Dial feet.
That's f-E-e-T.
- Coming up next, erdie Grisham with the slam ball highlights of the week.
And his special guest, the greatest crossover roll the game has ever seen.
- What's a peru? - It's a country on earth.
- Ah, yes.
Your arbitrary political divisions.
When will you humans wake up to planetary govern, but honestly.
- in this case, it's a Dial code.
Peru translates to 7378.
We found it in droon's apartment.
- and it just so happens to be the private internal number of our good Buddy, doctor Henry Jansen.
- Ah.
- It will give you all the confidence you never had, - my dear.
- Thank you very much.
- Your welcome.
It looks the same.
- I've altered the ratio and lengthened the catalization period.
- Morgo, bring that lizerette.
Margo, do you still have that address? - I know I'm close.
Give me a few more days, please? - You've got 26 hours.
Or rather your parent's do.
[screaming.]
- Nice try, pola.
[laughing.]
flash don't work on morgo.
- This is rather stupid, Henry.
- the cops have been to see me.
They may be tapping my line.
- are they on to us? - They're asking the right questions.
Which means whether pola's cracked the DESIGN flaw or not, we've got to go.
- I've given her 26 hours and plenty of motivation.
- All right-- I'll clean up at intercam.
As soon as she's done, dismantle everything and load it into the transit.
Make sure we have enough fuel to get to the planet danai.
We'll take the air shuttle from there.
I think earthlings will enjoy a little ego boosting.
- and pola? - When she's done, give her to morgo.
- Um, take these to the disposal, Tanya, then I want you to wipe the computer files.
- Dr.
Jansen? - Officer haldane, Brogan.
Delighted to see you again.
How may I help you? - We got a warrant to search the premises.
- We've tested every vat, every flask, every test tube in every lab at intercam.
Nothing.
- So what we're saying here is that we have doctor Henry Jansen in the lock-up, and we have no evidence.
I hope you fellas got somethin' up your sleeves besides arms.
- Captain? Brogan and haldane asked us to check out some addresses from Jansen's database.
The guy's a real Prince.
- We thought you might like to see what we found down in zone seven.
- Plus, a dealer who's willing to name names.
- the secret of our success.
- Timing.
- Captain? Jansen's got a Visitor-- One Carmel Matthews.
- Sounds like an invitation to me, gentleman.
- to be honest, Henry, I don't know why I've come.
Our relationship ended so long ago.
- I'm glad you did.
Carmel, and I had no where else to turn.
- This is all so alarming.
You of all people behind bars.
- It was all some kind of horrible mistake.
Sweetheart, I want you to know that I am innocent.
Pola must have set me up.
- How dare you mention her name in my presence! - Hey, Hey, hey! Behave.
- and to think I actually felt sorry for you.
And all you could do is talk about pola.
- Ain't love grand? - Yes, Officer haldane.
Love is grand.
- that's easy for you to say, lieutenant, but you're not dealing with the dirt bags out there in the street.
- Stand by for more exciting police action - In demeter city blues.
- Honey? Do we have to? - After these words from our local sponsor.
- No, we don't have to.
- something I did? - No.
Just something you didn't do.
Well, you know Trina's mother is taking her to moon station one where she works as an astrophysicist.
And Yolanda's father is taking her to the transit factory where he works.
- Yeah, okay, okay-- I get the picture.
Why don't you take her to the hospital? - She doesn't want to go to the hospital.
- Honey, if I walk in to the 88th with a kid on my arm, podly's gonna cut me off at the knees.
- Patrick Brogan.
Your captain is not the issue here and you know it.
- All right-- I admit it.
I want my kid to be something more than just some cop walkin' a beat.
- You're not just some cop walkin' a beat.
You're my cop walkin' a beat.
And besides that, I think it's a little early to be worried about her career choices, don't you? - I know what you're doin'? - Hmm? - Yeah.
- the answer's still "No.
" - It is? - I mean it-- Absolutely no way.
- Mm-hmm.
- it won't work.
- How old is she? - Ten, almost 11, captain.
- Ah.
My daughter was the same way at that age.
Bet she watches all the cop shows, right? - Yes, sir-- That's my Liz.
- Well I have to tell you I did the same thing myself.
Took my daughter to the station for a few hours.
Gave her the guided tour-- Usual stuff.
I don't see why you shouldn't do it, too.
But only for a couple of hours, right? - at most, captain.
By the way, um, when you did that with your daughter-- - Ah, it worked out great.
She's a detective over in the 38th now.
- Hey, Brogan! They finally found a partner tough enough for ya, huh? - Space police officers are chosen for their exceptional sense of humor.
- Wow.
Tremo.
- Jane.
Tooki.
Say "Hello" to Liz.
- Hiya, Liz.
- So are you gonna be Brogan's new partner? - Officer's are also chosen for their originality.
- Pretty tough requirements, huh? - Hey, look what we found for you in storage.
- Ooh.
- welcome to the D.
C.
P.
D.
, officer Brogan.
- We ought to use you on the recruitment posters.
- something wrong, Brogan? - No, I was just gonna tell Liz How much dull and Boring paperwork we have to do.
- the paperwork is Boring, right? - But it's more than made up for by the excitement - Of high speed chases.
- Catching criminals.
- Coffee and donuts.
- Sweet.
- Come on, Liz-- We got work to do.
- morgo! I really could use some muscle in here.
You really should push on, dear.
You're running out of time.
- and so is mommy and daddy.
- Finally decided to show up for work, haldane? - Yeah.
I thought an APPEARANCE would be in order.
- I know I'll regret this, but may I ask why you crawl in here at least 20 minutes late - Almost every morning? - I say it's simple.
I'm still on earth time.
I'm used to a 24 hour day, with one moon.
Here I get a 26 hours day with I don't know how many moons.
I think my internal Clock's still a little confused.
- So is your excuse.
- Hey! - I think she likes you.
- You think so? Nah-- What are you doin' here? Did Brogan put in for a new partner? - Don't worry, Jack.
We'll let you go on patrol once in a while.
- Late again, haldane? - Uh, sir, uh, yeah.
- I'd love to hear your excuse.
If you can spare the time, that is.
My office.
- [knocking.]
- Excuse me, Officer? - What do you want? - How do you feel? - Okay.
No, I don't-- I feel like, great! - Shh! Keep your voice down.
Now will you please open this door? - No way.
- but you're great.
You're the greatest police officer the force has ever had.
If you open this door, guess what would happen.
- You'd escape.
- right.
But you would recapture me, like that.
Because you are that terrific.
Open the door.
- All right, man.
But I'm gonna recapture you, just like that.
- Thanks.
- Your face does not match my records.
Identify immediately.
- Officer Liz Brogan.
Lieutenant Brogan's new partner.
- Uh, don't move.
I-I-I'm finding your picture now.
Thank you, uh, officer Brogan.
Report to records at five for a voice print and a dna scan-- Goodbye.
- Bye.
Boss giving you a hard time? - Yeah.
- Always bugs you by doing things by the book, But they don't have to deal with the dirt bags out there.
[chuckling.]
- What's so funny? - Access denied.
- hold it right there.
- here, let me help you! - Hey, dad? I found another cop show-- It's really cool.
- Nine thirteen in the bay.
Officer down-- Code red.
Honey, you stay right here! - Thanks, friend.
- Massive.
[humming.]
pararatintin, pararatintin.
- Anybody get the number of that truck? - Carmel, no time for chitchat, Darling.
Wrap things up.
- I'll be waiting for you, Henry.
- I'm on my way.
- Apb escaped prison in Cruiser 304x.
Last seen headed downtown.
- Let's blow this popsicle stand.
- Get a fix on him yet? - No, but we'll get him when he hits the atmosphere.
- Perhaps Officer Liz Brogan would like some, uh, juice.
- Isn't she with you? - We got him.
- Coordinates? - Eight-Zero-One-Mark-Seven.
- Yeah, go get him, daddy! - What are you doin' here? - Watch out, dad! - Give it up, Jansen.
There is no escape.
- Now what are we supposed to do? Drop her off somewhere? - Ten-Year old down there-- huh, I don't think so.
- Dad, you're losing him! - He's taking us over the magnatire refinery.
- Huh, terrific.
[music turns on.]
- Massive music.
- Turn it off! Hang on, Liz.
- Whoa.
Massive.
- Congratulations, pola.
You seem to have-- - Keep a fix on him.
Great.
- going to scanner.
No good-- Magnatire dust shut us down.
- Damn it! - Daddy.
- We lost him.
- Better notify immigration.
Make sure he don't jump the planet.
We're taking you home, young lady.
- Morgo? I'll bring the transit to the side entrance.
Henry will be arriving any minute.
She's all yours.
- here.
Eat dirt! - That's cutting it rather fine.
- I had to take a slight detour.
- We're just about to load up.
- and pola? - Morgo is dealing with her now.
- Precinct 88? - You've got to help me.
I'm being held prisoner, 423 west 53rd.
- Come quickly! - Help is on its way.
- Copy, fredo, 423 west 53rd.
- Keep back or I'll shoot.
- Not unless you load it first.
- This is where we bid adieu, pola.
- But-- - Don't worry.
I'm not gonna kill you-- I'm just gonna leave you.
Someone will find you, someday.
I'm sure.
- Thanks for everything.
- Well this is the right address.
- great.
I love chasing Around demeter after Crank calls.
- Jansen! All units Code THREE! Officers need assistance.
We got Jansen pinned down, 423 west 53rd.
- We're on our way, Jane.
Uh, Brogan, we're the only available cruiser.
- got to go, daddy.
- stay in the car, Liz-- I mean it.
Stay in the car! - Okay.
- Jansen's in the closet-- He's got a hdb.
- Swell.
- She dead? - Stunned.
- Doctor Jansen! We need to talk.
Doctor! - Lay down your weapons, if you don't mind.
- keep it up, Jansen.
- You got nowhere to go.
- Jansen, move clear! - That's not so bad.
In fact, it's wonderful.
- Precinct 88? - Yeah, it's Brogan.
Jansen case concluded.
And, um, bring a mop.
- I got to get Liz back before somethin' else happens.
- cover! - Liz! Liz! Liz! Liz! - Daddy! Daddy? Daddy? I went looking for you.
- Oh, man-- Oh, no! - What? - All my country, the discs, they were in the cruiser with the whole collection! - Ah, that's-That's a cryin' shame, partner.
- Oh.
- Come on, honey.
Do I ever tell you what I used to do when I was a kid? - No-- what? - Well, after I'd add the, uh, chocolate syrup, I'd take a spoon, and I'd mix the whole thing up into a chocolate malt.
Wa-La-- "the Brogan swirl.
" - Thanks, dad.
- Liz, um, you don't have to tell your mother, you know, - everything.
- about what? - About today.
- Why not? - Well, you know how moms are.
She might not understand.
- [clearing throat.]
- Hi, honey! - Hiya.
Hey, "the Brogan swirl.
" You know, your dad always used to make that for me when he wanted something.
- Mom, you'll never guess what happened today.
- Honey, I can explain.
- Let's let Liz explain.
After all, it was her adventure.
Go ahead, sweetie.
- Well, I learned something really important today.
- and that is? - I know what I want to do when I grow up.
- Well if you really want to be a cop-- - a cop-- Cop work's Boring.
I want to be a country western Singer.
- You do? Great-- That's great.
- Wait a minute.
Cop work is Boring? [all laughing.]