Space Precinct (1994) s01e22 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.
" - Dad! Get a load of this! - What is that? - It's a red dot tarantula.
I traded ralfie for it.
Pretty orbital, huh? - It's really poisonous, dad.
- I want that out of the House first thing in the morning.
- it can't get out of here! Oh, come on, dad.
You're not scared of it.
- You heard your father.
- Matt? - Matt! - Nice work, zit face.
- [beeping.]
- I'll get it.
- whoever it is, tell 'em we're about to eat dinner.
- Uncle murph! - Hey! How you doin', Princess.
Oh! Ma-Wah! - Yes! - Hey, murph! - Yo! Long time, bub.
Yeah-- How you doin'? what are you doin' here? - What do you mean? I just came to see my old pal! - Ah, extra weight looks good, man.
- I love you too, Brogan.
For the lady of the house.
- Oh, thank you.
- So, uh, what's a guy got to do to get al little refreshment around here? - Oh, sorry man-- a beer okay? - Anything except milk.
- Great surprise, hey mom? - Oh! You think you're tough, huh! - Say you'll give up! - Oh, never-never! I'll never give up! - He can't stay.
- Honey, he's my friend.
If he needs a place-- - He can't stay.
Well, what am I supposed to say? - You say, "he can't stay.
" - So, uncle murph, how long you stayin'? - I don't know-- I'm not sure.
I got to move to a hotel in the morning.
I got some business in town.
- Ah, mom! Tell Uncle Murph he can't leave! - Murph, you can't leave.
- Oh! Did you hear your mother! - I can't believe I said that.
- Yeah, I was a little surprised myself.
- You have to tell him I didn't mean it.
- What-- I get to be the bad guy? - He's your friend.
- He's our friend.
- Whatever you say.
- Honey, give me a break here! - Oh.
All right-- He is our friend.
But every time murph is around, look at us.
We start arguing.
- All right.
I'll talk to him first thing in the morning.
Maybe he'll understand.
- Thank you.
- Mmm.
- Where is lieutenant Brogan? - He's, uh, he's in the interrogation room, captain.
- With amory Wolf again? - Yes.
- What the hell's he doing? - Whispering, sir.
- Where is Wolf's attorney? - On his way.
- damn! - You want to hear it again? Okay-- We can hear it again.
- 9-1-1 emergency services.
- Oh, please somebody help me.
I was followed home and there's a man in my apartment, I'm so scared! I don't know what to do! I'm sure he's hiding me! Oh, no-- Please, help me! He's here-- He's hurting me! Get off me-- No-No-No! He's here n-- - Twenty-Seven credits.
He followed the old woman home from the market and almost killed her 27 credits for drugs.
Your drugs.
- This is harassment, captain.
You have no legal right to talk to my client Without counsel present.
- You're welcome to lodge a complaint.
- I'll have you in court before you ever see my client there.
They can't use a word you said, Mr.
Wolf.
- Yeah, well lucky for you, your client's has been given silent treatment.
But lucky for me, this boy hasn't.
Says he buys his highs from Mr.
Wolf, here.
- Huh-- That's it? That's why you pulled us in? Because some Convicted felon told you a story? - Yeah, well, a lead's a lead-- I had to ask.
- Then, ask.
- You ever seen this boy before? - No.
- So, you never sold him drugs? - He answered the question, Brogan.
- You've ever sold drugs to kids? - Of course not.
- Have you ever sold illegal drugs? - That's it.
You want to go fishing, do it on your own time, Brogan.
You heard my client, captain.
Now, hear me.
This is the third time in a month that Brogan's badgered Mr.
Wolf.
He needs a new Hobby.
And you need to get your cops in line.
Now, either press charges, or open that door.
- It's my word against the kid's.
- It's not your word that bothers me.
It's hers.
- Please, somebody help me.
I was followed home and there's a man in my apartment.
I'm so scared.
I don't know what to do.
I'm sure he's hiding.
Oh, god! - You're getting reckless.
- I'm getting closer.
- the cemetery's are full of people who got closer to amory Wolf.
Call it a day, lieutenant.
- It was a lucky shot.
- Dream on.
- If bronkers doesn't check in to the dead zone, lemor hasn't got a chance.
- I can't talk slamball with you, orrin.
It's a total waste of time.
- is this it, slomo? - You are looking at the compete file, lieutenant.
- Well, there is nothing here I can use.
- Look, Brogan-- Nobody's blast proof.
Not even Wolf.
- No, haldane-- Not your paperwork.
- Come on-- It's what you're good at.
- You have no idea what I'm good at.
- the kid you pulled in for possession they just found him in an alley-- Od'd.
- What was he doin' out of jail.
- He made bail.
- With what? He was broke.
- Yeah.
Amory Wolf-- And I showed him the kid's picture.
- don't blame yourself, Brogan.
If Wolf wants to nail someone, he doesn't need a picture.
Not this boys.
Not yours, so be careful.
- guys? We got a research lab Says someone stole a bug and we got a ballroom brawl at the sports pit.
- All right.
We'll take the bar you take the bugs.
- Absolutely not.
Took and I'll take the sport's pit.
Yeah.
- You sure about that? - I'm not afraid of ballroom brawls, haldane.
And I resent the fact that you automatically think women can't handle them.
- Oh, come on, Janie.
It's falling on deaf ears.
- You afraid of creepy crawlies? - I didn't know you had a thing about bugs? -I don't-- they got a thing about me.
- Forced entry.
No prints.
Security guard missing.
- Inside job? - Well, I suppose the forced entry could've been faked.
- All right-- Get on an apb on the guard.
- right.
- Officers, I'm doctor long.
Project Leader for dexcor pharmaceuticals.
- Doctor long, was this, uh, bug part of your project? - The bug was the project.
Taranosis eternecum the forever beetle.
Magnificent and rare.
Close to extinction.
The female that was stolen was the last of its kind.
It had only recently been discovered.
Emerging after 17 years underground.
- Wow-- 17 years.
- When the mature beetle surfaces, it begins its metamorphosis into a spectacular butterfly.
Which lays around a million eggs.
- So, what are we talkin' here? Savin' the species? - Right.
In captivity, hundreds of eggs could survive.
- Hmmm.
Um, your guard's missing.
You think he took your bug? - Albert vent? It's hard to believe.
The forever beetle was his life.
- Yeah, well, what better reason to steal it.
- There is a better reason.
Let me show you something.
You are about to witness an EXPERIMEN conducted under my supervision.
This is Sena m.
The subject of the experiment.
Sena was born without the complete fingers of the right hand.
The experiment involved the application of a drug we developed.
We hoped it would stimulate cell regeneration.
- did it work? - Just watch.
Five days.
Ten days.
Fifteen days.
- my god.
- We found the drug in the womb of taranosis eternecum - The forever beetle.
- If only we could learn how to synthesize the chemical.
- Your competitors like to get their hands on that bug.
- They may already have.
- Okay, break it up, everyone! Break it up! - Come on-Come on! You, over to this side.
- You know who started this? Break it up! - Men can be so aggressive.
- Tell me about it.
- Hey, isn't it about time you redecorated? - is he the one who started it? - Finally got here, huh? You missed a great fight.
- Put your hands on the bar.
- Anything you say, honey.
- Keep your mouth shut.
- Great hands.
You doin' anything later? - No, but you are.
- Oh, yeah.
- Got a date with a jail cell.
- Another one for the cage, sergeant.
- Charges? - Drunken disorderly, reckless endangerment and the destruction of private property.
- Name? - What's your name? - Sergeant, tell them my name, please? - Thunder Cole! - Hey! - Hey, it's the man himself.
- Hey-- Look who's back! - Thunder! It-it-It's you! I don't believe it-- What's the problem? - Is there somethin' we could do to help? - Nah, these two kind ladies just brought me up here, to show me around.
- Janie, are you nuts? Lose the cuffs! - Look, I'm sorry about this, thunder.
There's been a mistake here.
- What's going on here-- Who is this? - Thunder Cole! - Oh, big deal.
Let's go.
- Hey, look.
- It's thunder Cole.
- don't worry, thunder.
We'll get this figured out.
- Yeah-- All right.
- We'll get you outta here in no time.
- Hey, thunder! - Hey-Hey-- Thunder Cole! Whoa.
The sport's pit? I knew we shoulda taken that.
Look-- Just let me apologize in behalf of the 88th.
- don't you dare apologize for me.
This is thunder Cole.
The greatest slam ball player in the history of the game.
- if you'd be so kind.
- I don't think that's be necessary.
Took? Let's take Mr.
Cole to one of our best cells.
- Sally, I-- - Patrick, you've said it yourself.
He always overstays his welcome.
I mean, he's a free loader.
- I never said he was free loader.
- look, I know he's your best friend, but I-I-I-- - Honey, I never said he was a free loader.
- You implied it-- Look-Look at us.
We're arguing again.
- I'm not arguing.
- Patrick, please.
I just want him to stay somewhere else.
- All right-- I'll talk to him tonight.
- Well, I don't think you're gonna have to wait that long.
- What? - Hey, Buddy.
- Uh, it's okay, fredo-- Uh, let him in.
- Have fun.
- Hey, murph! What are you doin' here, man? - I need a favor.
I've got some meeting's in demeter.
I was wondering if I could borrow your Hopper to get around? - Yeah, sure.
- Thanks, dad.
- Look, we got to talk.
- I promise I'll only be a couple hours.
I promise.
- Who's that guy? - Tommy Murphy.
He's staying a few days at our house.
We grew up together.
School, scouts, sports.
Best halfback I ever saw.
Best man at my wedding.
Best friend.
- Oh.
- What a hero.
You know, I saw him about three months ago.
He wiped the field with the rest of them.
- Yep-- He was brilliant.
- What a player.
- Absolutely brilliant.
- I model myself on him, you know? - Why don't you get a life, orrin? - What-- I'm only sayin'.
- Bomb alert! Bomb Alert-- Explosion I repeat, explosion in - Murphy! No! - Buddy, it's too late.
- Kids okay? - Liz is, um, asleep.
Matt's pretty restless.
- We used to dare eachother.
You know, see who'd get scared.
He'd, um-- He'd ride his bike down a flight of stairs at school.
Dared me to do it and I would.
I'd, uh, climb upon the roof and walk along the Peak and dare him to do it and he would.
And I remember when- When we got older-- Mmm dared me to-to kiss a girl.
And for the first time I was scared.
Then one day, I dared him to get married.
He said he would when he found another you.
It was his way of saying, he was never gonna get married.
And it was his way of saying, if anything ever happened to me, he'd take care of you.
That bomb was meant for me, Sal.
- No.
- Well, the good news is the device was made by an amateur? - That's good news? - It was a lousy bomb.
- How good does a bomb have to be? Isn't good enough to kill somebody good enough? Or does it have to score style points, too? - Back off-- You know what I mean! - No, I don't! - A good bomb, a really good bomb doesn't leave anything behind.
Nothing to examine.
Nothing to identify.
Nothing to piece together.
I'm sorry about your friend, lieutenant.
I truly am.
But this bomb is the best chance we've got to catch the guy who did it.
- They got to pull an amory Wolf.
- They already have.
- What's goin' on? - You're too close, Brogan.
And too angry.
- He's right.
- I don't believe this.
- This is getting tedious.
- You're right.
- Well, just don't lave demeter, Mr.
Wolf.
Who knows-- We may need to talk again.
- Just make sure you call me first.
- Oh, Brogan! Sorry you missed our little chat.
- We need to talk.
- No way.
- alone.
- You can read their report.
- Okay, Brogan.
You got it.
- Mr.
Wolf, I don't advice this.
- Let me get you a cup of coffee, Mr.
Pike.
- Thank you-- Yes.
- You just made the biggest mistake of your life.
Number one-- You messed up.
I'm still here.
Number two-- You killed my friend.
Number three-- You got sloppy you left a Trail.
I'm gonna get you Wolf-- It's called payback.
Number one-- If you think I'm the only person who wants to dance on your grave, you're dumber than I thought.
Number two-- I don't leave trails.
Look for someone who does.
And number three-- you ain't worth the risk to kill.
But if you should ever do somethin' dumb enough to make me change my mind, you won't know what hit ya.
- Here's the rest of the list, lieutenant.
I didn't realize you were such an unpopular guy.
- Thanks-- I needed that.
- What do you got? Enemies hundreds of 'em.
- Did you rule out Wolf yet? - Yeah, for now.
Anybody on this list could've planted that bomb.
- Thunder what are you doing here? You're out on bail.
- Ah, that's been fixed.
Officer orrin around? - Yeah, right over there-- Go on through.
- Come on in, thunder.
Orrin-Orrin-- Look who's here! Hey, jam-- Lookin' good! - Listen, I want to thank you again for what you did.
You'll be my guest at saturday's championship game? - Hey, this isn't graft is it? - Hey, thanks to the old man here.
The sport's bet dropped all charges.
Me and babbs kissed for the cameras.
Great publicity.
- So, you're a hero now! Let's see those tickets.
- Officer castle - if you're going to try to use those tickets to apologize to me, don't.
You're wasting your time.
I can't stand slamball.
I think it's pointless, primitive and idiotic.
- What? - Oh.
- Please-Please! The lady's entitled to her opinion.
Which I respect.
Would you, uh, let me apologize to you over dinner at flax? - Okay.
- Hey! - I'll see you later, then, huh? - Yeah, catch you later, thunder.
- See you soon? - Hey, all right.
- Hey, he's a friend of mine.
We got tickets to the game! - Sorry, zil-- They're bad for ya.
Trust me.
I don't know what you're talkin' about.
Mom and Liz will be home soon.
Squawk at them.
Don't tell, zil.
I don't believe that dumb thing.
- What are we looking for? - a beetle-- That's what we're looking for! It's got to be here somewhere! Take a look over there! - There's nothing in this room! - Just keep looking! - I'm looking-I'm looking.
- There, now.
Over there.
- there's nothin' there! - Try the rooms down here.
- Yeah, okay.
- I'll get the study! You take the kid's room.
- Okay, okay, I'm goin'.
- Hey, what was that? - I don't know-- an airlock? - We're out of here.
- Oh, come up-- Move it! - I'm movin'-I'm movin'! - go! - I'm not gonna miss a thing.
I promise you, lieutenant.
- I know-- You're right.
I'm sorry.
They didn't take anything valuable.
Cash, jewelry, nothin'.
- No.
It looks like they came to wreck the place.
- Yeah, but why? There's got to be a reason.
- We'll get them, sir.
- You better check over here.
- It's coming through, Matt.
- Just a little more, honey.
- I hope it turns out all right.
I only got a quick look at them.
- You're doin' fine, Matt.
- So, how was your date with thunder? - You don't want to know.
- Uh, sure we do.
- No you don't.
- What happened? We want details.
- Well, he spent most of the time going from table to table working the room.
- Hey, he's a famous guy.
It's hard for him.
- that's no excuse.
- People want to talk, say hello.
He has to be polite.
- Yeah? Well, he ignored me.
I don't think that's very polite.
- Oh, how about the food? Was that good? - I don't know.
I left before it was served.
- What? - After the fight.
- the fight? - I told him I didn't appreciate being stranded at the table.
He said I was too uptight.
I disagreed and then he told me what he thought I needed.
And then that's when I got up and slapped him.
- You hit thunder Cole! - Uhhh, and I was so looking forward to the wedding.
- Just cannot believe that.
- I cannot believe that.
I just cannot believe it.
- Hey, how was your date with superman? - Terrible, okay? - Why are you so uptight? You know what you need-- Ah.
- Quit foolin' around, haldane.
The lieutenant's waiting in the cruiser.
We just got a reported sighting of the two guys who trashed his place.
- Angel, rob, and yat nardo.
Doesn't make sense.
They're not on that list of yours.
- Yeah, well maybe I arrested the guy that hired him.
- Tell you what, we'll ask him when we catch 'em.
- Freeze! - I got him.
- Get in there! - Crazy, man.
Hey! - Damn! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! - Freeze! Get down from there! Do it now! Turn around! Grab the bars! And you were gonna talk to me.
- Drop dead.
- I'm gonna count to three.
If you don't tell me why you trashed my home, scared my kid and killed my friend! I don't know what you're talkin' about.
- One-- - You got to believe me! - Two-- - I swear to you! I never killed your friend.
- Easy, Brogan.
- Stay out of this.
- Look, all I know is we did some cops house in the burbs.
Your house.
Didn't find what we were lookin' for? - What was that? - I-I don't know.
Some bug or something.
A beetle.
- The forever beetle? - Yeah Yeah, that's it.
Your friend Murphy.
He had it.
He already sold it to our client, but he-He died before delivery.
- You're telling me, Tommy Murphy had the forever beetle in my house? - I told you it wasn't there.
- Who was your client? - Oh, man! I can't tell you that.
Oh, all right.
All right-- It was xana farmix.
- It's number two to dexcor, their main competition.
- Get him out of here.
- Ugh-- Hey! Ugh! - Hello, anybody home! I'm here! Liz! Matt! Oh, dear.
Unbelievable.
Hmm.
Oh.
Um.
- Fredo? Meet nardo and Rupp, homewreckers.
Book 'em-- Show 'em a cell.
- when you're done with those two, fredo, can you check the bank accounts for xana farmix.
See if they made a large cash withdrawal sometime in the last two or three days.
- Ah, seems your friend Murphy had a long history of Petty thefts.
This time, he sees a chance to strike it rich, so he steals the bug from one lab and sells it to the competition for a fortune.
- Yeah, and kill somebody in the process.
- Ah, maybe-- Maybe not.
We haven't found the security guard yet.
For all we know he was Murphy's partner in this, huh? - Yeah.
Spend your life with somebody.
You think you know 'em, and then this.
- This is a bank statement from xana farmix.
They made a 500,000 credit withdrawal the day before Murphy was killed.
- I checked out the blood stains from your Hopper.
We got a match.
You won't believe it.
It was vent.
- Vent? - Who's he? - The missing security guard from dexcor.
He was in the Hopper when it exploded.
Not Murphy.
- Murphy's alive? - What are you doin' with that? - I found it in Matt's room.
It was loaded.
- I got to deal with this.
- You're gonna deal with me, first.
- You know how many times I talked to him about guns? - He didn't buy that gun to break your precious house rules.
He bought it because they're people out there who can come into our house, into our lives, and hurt us-- Kill us.
And he's not about to let that happen.
Not when he can do something about it.
He loves you so much he's willing to die for you, or kill for you.
I'm not angry at him for that.
- Murphy didn't fake his death, so he could take the money and run.
- I agree.
He faked his death, so we'd stop looking for him.
- Exactly, because he needs more time.
- More time for what? - To get more money.
He still got the bug.
- huh.
More money-- Huh! From who? Xana farmix? They're a little short of cash right now.
We've seen their bank statements.
- right.
- But there's one other drug company that could afford it.
The same one he stole it from in the first place.
- Dexcor, our old friend doctor long.
- Why sell it once, when you can sell it twice.
Get a hold of this information for me right away.
- Sure thing, lieutenant.
- Yeah Well, some friend this guy.
Could've faked his death a hundred different ways and not involved you.
- Nah, he wanted me to see him get killed.
I'm a perfect witness.
If the police say he's dead, he's dead.
- Yeah, he makes the bomb look like it's meant for you to throw us off track.
Smart.
- and all the time he's sleepin' at my house.
And I can't figure that out.
Why'd he stay the night? He could've still come by the station and borrowed the Hopper.
- Cheaper than a hotel room? No-- It was a move.
I've known Murphy a long time.
He never wastes a move.
- Did you see the look on his face when you brought that stamp down on his hand? Tarn males are so different.
If they feel something, they say it.
I don't understand human male emotion at all.
- Join the club.
- Hey, guys? We got another bar room brawl at the sports pit.
Thought I'd give you first dibs.
- Orrin, whattya got? - All right, lieutenant-- here it is.
Dexcor pharmaceuticals did not make any kind of withdrawals within a week of Murphy's so-Called death.
- Your kidding.
- But they made a whopper this morning.
- Thanks, orrin.
- Okay, everyone-- Up against the bar.
Turn around.
- Right-- Move it! - Hands on the bar.
- You're wasting your time.
We've been through all this before.
- Did I ever tell you guys me and miss police officer went on a date the other night.
- way to go, thunder.
- I had a great time.
After she left.
She's a real cutie.
A little uptight.
And we all know what she needs.
- You do, huh? - You better believe it, baby.
- and you're the one who can give it to me? - If you pick the lucky number.
- Janie? - Come on-- Show her.
Pick a lucky number, eh? - Like she did? Come on.
- Yes.
I got it from the bank this morning.
I didn't know what else to do.
He said if I called you, he'd destroy the beetle.
I couldn't bear that, so I got the money.
- What did you agree on? - Why he's bringing it here in half an hour.
Look, please don't interfere.
I just want to get that beetle back.
- Brogan? - Lieutenant, you wanted me? - All right-- This is important.
When you dusted, what rooms did you find Murphy's prints in? - Just a sec.
Here we go.
Hallway, living room, dining room, kitchen, kid's room.
- Uh, which room? - Matt's room-- All over the closet door.
- Okay, thanks.
You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'? - Yeah-- the bug is in the closet.
- Yeah, like I said Murphy Never wastes a move.
He's probably on his way there right now.
Matt's not home from school yet.
All right-- You stay here in case Murphy's already on his way down.
- How did it get out of it's box! It must be here somewhere! You must've seen it! Did you take it out of the box? - I told you, I didn't know it was in here, uncle murph.
Look, the guys that broke into our house, they-they-They tore everything apart.
It must've- it must've gotten out.
- it-it-It didn't just disappear out of thin air! It's got to be here somewhere.
- I'll help you look.
- You-Stay-Right where I can see you.
And don't say a word, or I'll swear I'll-- - You'll what, Murphy? - Leave the room, son.
Shut the door.
Call the station for backup.
I trusted you, Murphy.
I cried for you.
You were my friend.
- All those contributions to the department's insurance fund.
They haven't gone for naught.
You're the proud owner of a brand-New Hopper.
I know how tough this was for you.
- Ever since we were kids I made excuses for him.
I let him get away with all kinds of things because we were friends.
He counted on that.
- Well, you can't be a cop without seeing the world in a different way, Brogan.
You know we have to live with things that other people would sweep under the carpet.
You did a good job, lieutenant.
- All right.
Check your belongings and sign.
- Nothing personal, sergeant, but I'm gonna count my money.
- Oh.
- Hey guys, need some tickets? - Did you hear something? - Nah, just some sleaze bag makin' a lot of noise.
- Yeah, that's what I thought.
- Do you want tickets for tonight's game? - You got to be kidding.
- What's the Matta with you guys? - No, stay.
I need a witness.
Look, I-I hate it when people make assumptions about me and I realized that I was making assumptions about you, so I'm sorry.
I guess I deserved to get stamped.
- Yes, you did.
- that's it? I thought she'd at least have dinner with me.
- I guess that qualifies as another assumption.
Hm? - Yeah, I know.
You probably think you're too old for this, but it makes me feel good.
- It makes me feel good, too.
Dad, I'm sorry about the gun, it was really stupid.
- No.
No, it wasn't.
It was dangerous and it was illegal, but it wasn't stupid.
You were just reacting to a situation you should've never been put in in the first place.
You're being very brave.
- Hey, dad? - Hmm? - Don't some people sometimes get rewards for being brave? - Yeah, I guess we could, uh, spot you a few extra credits this week.
As long as you clean up this desk.
Good night.
- What about you-- You okay? - Well, I think about Murphy being in prison for the rest of his life, and I think I'm really lucky I got you guys.