T.J. Hooker (1982) s03e11 Episode Script

(exciting theme music) (dramatic electronic music) (radio beeping) - [Dispatcher.]
4-Adam-30, 4-Adam-30, join 4-Adam-16, narcotics stakeout.
Kenner Drive and South Beach Boulevard.
- 4-Adam-30, that's a roger.
("Freak-A-Zoid" by Midnight Star) - What we are witnessing, Junior, is a continuous flow of drugs.
From Mickey Stack to vulnerable kids.
- And we just saw money change hands, Hooker.
- What flavor you buyin' today? - White.
Pure white.
Wait a minute, that ain't white.
That's Mexican brown.
- That's as white as you're gonna get for your money today, sweetheart.
(chuckles) - That gives us probable cause to jump Mickey Stack.
Let's do it, and we'll round up the kids later.
- 4-Adam-30 to 4-Adam-16 on tac two.
- This is 16.
Go 30.
- We're gonna take Stack now.
You guys cover the side in case he tries to run.
- Snowcones! Get your snowcones, right here.
Snowcones.
- This'll only take a second, angel.
- Well, how about that.
Look who's into snowcones these days.
- Martin Colson, a heavy supplier.
But he wouldn't be stupid enough to do his dirty business in public.
Let's hold off a minute.
See what goes down.
- Hello, Mr.
C.
- Hello, Mickey.
- Good to see ya.
- I hear you're pushin' some new flavors these days.
- I don't know what you're talkin' about.
- Well, the word is you're buyin' Mexican brown from Jake Somag.
Word also is you're lining up other pushers to buy from Jake, huh? - I wouldn't do that, man.
Honest.
- You've done it.
That's what brought me down here.
I'm gonna make an example of you.
Come here.
- No, please.
- Come here.
- Colson's gonna waste him.
- That's probable cause to jump Colson.
(engine starts) (tires squealing) - Cops! - Get outta here! (tires squealing) (exciting music) - He's yours, book him.
(siren wailing) - [Rossi.]
We're on Colson's tail, but a black-and-white just stuck their nose into it.
- Put your hands up behind your head.
Come on then.
(tires squealing) - Look out, Hooker! (glass shattering) We got company now.
That blue sedan is trailing us.
- Get outta the car.
Put your hands behind your neck.
- [Woman.]
Hey! - On your knees.
- Now, ease off, Sergeant.
- I said move it! - I can explain! - Shut up! - Both carrying.
- Check the ID, boys.
- You're telling me you're law enforcement? - Inside pocket.
- Feds.
- The hell's going down? You guys got in the way of a righteous drug bust.
- It's the other way around, Sergeant.
You were stepping on our investigation.
I'll be glad to fill you in on the details sometime, but right now we're in a hurry.
The hardware, please.
(radio beeping) - [Dispatcher.]
4-Adam-30 and all units in the vicinity of Sixth and Carson, body reported in the alley behind Carson Liquors.
(engine starts) (tires squealing) - It's the girl that made the buy from Stack.
Looks like she's OD'ed.
- Stuff must've been a lot stronger than she was used to.
Took her out awful fast.
- She was maybe 15.
16 at the most.
- Detectives are on their way to collect this evidence.
- The evidence, yeah.
Toys of the streets.
- Damn.
It really gets to you.
- Child murder.
(dramatic, melancholy music) - I'll make it clear, Hooker You're standing in line.
And Rossi here is in front of you, because he's going for Colson.
- Well, that's terrific, then what can I do to help? You want Colson's address? - Very kind of you, Hooker, but we have his address.
The point is, nabbing Colson is not the answer.
We want his base and distribution outfit.
We make that, and we can shut off the whole pipeline.
- And when's that gonna happen? Next month? Next year? How many more kids have to die while you play your scenario out? - Federal authorities take a different position than we do.
- Yeah, their heads in the sand, their butts in the air.
- Now, look, we all have our job to do.
And we'll stay out of each other's way.
- I'll tell you what.
While you're playing out your number with Colson, I'll take down every street pusher I find.
- One caution.
Just lay off Colson's pushers.
We don't wanna blow six months of undercover work.
We finally duked one of our agents into Colson's outfit.
- I saw her.
Paige Miller.
D'you hear what he said? I'm to lay off Colson's pushers? That's half the pushers in town.
- Hooker.
The meeting's over.
- Thank you, Captain.
Hooker, no hard feelings.
- Lotsa feelings, Rossi, until Martin Colson's outta business.
- Hooker! Phone call for ya.
Said her name is Paige.
If she looks anything like she sounds, ask her if she has a friend.
- Gimme that.
Hooker.
- I love seeing your great blue eyes again, Hooker.
- The Feds, Paige.
I always knew you'd be discovered.
Way back when you were wearing a blue suit.
- Yes, well, I had some ideas about you too back then.
Not necessarily professional.
- I was tied up at the time.
- Yes.
But I understand you're divorced, and your wife and children have moved to Oregon.
Not presently involved, though you've had a few brief relationships.
But none of them were serious enough to last.
- You always were a thorough investigator.
- What do you say? You busy this afternoon? - I'll see if I can squeeze you in.
- 5 o'clock.
453 Strand.
And I really look forward to seeing you.
- Who was that? - Oh, that was my aunt.
You know, the one I told you about.
She fell down and broke her hip.
I'm gonna have to go to the hospital this afternoon.
- I thought we'd spend the day at the track.
- Oh, darling, I'm sorry.
You go.
Make a bet on the daily double for me.
(electronic dance music) - Amy, you said you were off the stuff.
And you promised never again.
- I tried, Kenny! Honest! I just can't make it.
I can't get through today.
Can you please just give me some money? Come on! Hey.
- Hi, doll.
What can I do for you? That should take care of what you owe me.
Tell ya what, you go get some fresh green, come back, we'll talk business.
- Oh.
- Hey, come on, man.
Can't you see she's strung out? - Ah, listen, punk.
I take care of the hopheads in my joint.
- Yeah, well, I never heard her name around the precinct.
You never mentioned it.
- Paige was a good cop.
She was so good, in fact, the Feds recruited her to work undercover.
- Yeah, a lot of her wasn't in that little purple number she was wearing.
- Purple was always her favorite color.
- Just how well do you know Paige Miller? - Hooker! You got a minute? - What's up? - We been chasin' down leads on street pushers.
- Remember Kenny Dunn? - Yeah, I met him at your apartment.
Isn't he one of your Police Athletic League kids? - That's him.
Called and told me his girlfriend was hooked on heroin.
She buys her stuff at the Royal Roost.
- Maybe we can stake the place out and get-- - Hold on.
I told you about the guidelines that the captain laid on me earlier today.
We gotta make sure that the Royal Roost isn't one of Colson's pushers.
- Wow, the Feds have really got us walkin' on eggs, huh? - Yeah, where do they get off? - We got orders.
We gotta live with 'em.
- So how do we find out if the Royal Roost connects to Colson? - Well, almost first-hand.
I'm gonna see one of Rossi's agents in about an hour.
- Going undercover, Hooker? (sly music) (peaceful music) - I take it the agency owns the building.
- Yes, it's one of our safehouses.
- It's safe until Rossi finds out you invited me here.
(laughs) - Heard you two didn't hit it off so well.
- Huh-uh.
Well, how's it going? With Colson? - Isn't there a saying about mixing business with pleasure? - When are you guys gonna drop on Colson? - Oh, the Colson operation's really hush-hush.
Okay? - Just that I'm anxious to get him closed down.
His drugs are littering my streets with victims.
- Your are really something else.
Is there any other business? Because I would really like to get it all outta the way.
- Yeah, I'd like to talk to Rossi about the Royal Roost.
- Stay away from it, Hooker.
Colson supplies the Roost, and we don't wanna make him nervous until we can put the skids on the whole operation.
- When, Paige? When? - I'll let you know.
(romantic music) A moment so good.
Why doesn't it ever last? (exciting electronic music) - I don't get it, Hooker.
If Paige is right, and Colson has legit businesses going for him, why does he have to mess around with drugs? - He's always been in drugs.
That's what gave him the money and the leverage to buy into the conventional world.
- Did Paige say what he owned? - Yeah.
Clover Linen Supply.
Regal Restaurant and Bar Supply.
The Premium Ice Company.
More.
- Sounds like they all tie into the restaurant and liquor business.
- They do.
And I'll lay money at least one of them is a cover for his drug racket.
- Amy! (intense electronic music) Amy, don't! (radio beeping) - [Dispatcher.]
4-Adam-30 and all units in the vicinity, a 2-11 purse snatch just occurred on Mason Street west of 6th Avenue.
See the man, code two.
- 4-Adam-30, roger.
(tires screeching) That's Kenny Dunn.
The kid Stacy was talkin' about.
- Call an ambulance.
What happened, Kenny? - My girlfriend, Amy.
She needed a fix.
She couldn't help herself.
- Step back, will you, please? - [Kenny.]
She grabbed the lady's purse.
- That's not all.
This woman is seriously hurt.
- It wouldn't happen if you cops did your job! I told Stacy Sheridan where she was gettin' the drugs.
Why don't you guys arrest him before Amy kills herself or someone else? - Our hands have been tied.
But that's gonna change.
No matter what it takes.
(melancholy saxophone music) - He's at it again.
- Look, Hooker, I don't care what you think.
You're not paid to think.
You're a blue-suit street cop.
Now, stick to your beat! - Listen, Rossi-- - We have a problem here? - I can't seem to get through to Rossi that I can't lay off of Colson's pushers any longer.
The people on the street are paying too high a price.
- My operation could be compromised.
- Now, you don't have to agree with the way Rossi's running the show, Hooker, but it is his show.
- Look, Captain.
A woman had her purse snatched this afternoon by a young addict.
There was a struggle, she was injured, she's in the hospital.
How high does the body count have to go while you play your cloak-and-dagger games? - Sheridan, Hooker's your problem.
I'd appreciate it if you'd deal with him! - Well, the ball's in your court.
- No, Hooker.
It's in the Feds' court.
That means you're not to arrest anyone at any place that's pushing Colson's drugs.
- Yes, sir.
- What's going on, Hooker? - Direct orders.
We can't make any drug busts at the Royal Roost.
- I thought we were supposed to enforce the law, not stand here and watch it be broken.
- There's more than one way to skin a bad cat like Colson.
- What's your angle? - Starting tomorrow, we're gonna see that no more drugs are sold at the Royal Roost, and we don't have to arrest anyone to do it.
(peaceful music) - [Hooker.]
You're very resourceful, Paige.
- I learned some of that from you, Hooker.
- Rossi's gonna learn some of it, too.
- Hmm, not sure I like the sound of that.
- I'm sorry.
It's very hush-hush.
- You're right.
Let's not talk shop tonight.
I feel good just being here with you.
- Ocean's kicking up tonight.
- What's bothering you, Hooker? - Martin Colson and you.
- I told you, I'm just his girl Friday.
- You live under the same roof.
- So do a lot of people he employs.
- Are they as beautiful as you? - It's business, Hooker.
Strictly business.
- I gotta believe that, Paige.
- I have a job to do, and I do it the best way that I can, just the same as you.
- That's a problem, Paige.
For both of us.
- I don't want it to be.
(romantic music) (exciting electronic music) - 4-Adam-16 to 4-Adam-30.
- Go, 16.
- [Stacy.]
We'll cover if you wanna go to the Royal Roost.
- 4-Adam-30, roger.
(melancholy trumpet music) - Listen, you gotta let me take you to see my friend, Stacy Sheridan.
She wants to help you.
Put you on a drug program.
- (sobs) Tomorrow, okay? I promise.
I'm just too strung out now.
I gotta get some stuff right away! - Amy, you know it's only a matter of time until the cops find you.
Why don't you give yourself a break and turn yourself in? - Oh, cops! - Now's your chance.
Go to them! - No, I can't! I need a fix right away! (sobs) - Looks like we're scaring away most of the customers.
- Without making a single arrest.
- Yeah, but it's still not gonna make Rossi very happy.
(phone ringing) - Yeah.
- This is Rich Foster at the Royal Roost.
I'm sorry to bother you, Mr.
C.
- Wait a minute, how'd you get this number? - Well, your guy, Boone, he gave it to me.
Said if I ever needed a rush order.
- All right, what is it? - Blue suits.
Sitting out in front of the club.
They been here all day.
Forget about selling any junk or anything.
Nobody's even coming in for a beer.
- Yeah, well, you musta been careless and let the word get out you were dealing.
- [Rich.]
No, I play it real close, Mr.
C.
Honest.
- Well somebody doesn't.
- Something wrong? - Yeah, the cops.
They're doing a high-visibility number.
Keep people away from the Roost.
And I sent a delivery in there this morning.
- Oh, Martin, what are you worrying about? They can sit on the Roost all they want, and that won't lead them to you, or tell them how you make your deliveries.
- Yeah, or where I keep my stash.
That's something nobody gets to find out.
- Not even me? - Not even you, Paige.
(romantic music) (exciting electronic music) (radio beeping) - [Dispatcher.]
4-Adam-30, 4-Adam-30.
Captain Sheridan wants to see you, Hooker.
- 4-Adam-30, that's a roger.
(dramatic music) - Hooker.
I wanna talk to you.
Alone.
You like running your own police department, Hooker? - You talking about the Royal Roost? - Your orders were to stay away from Colson's operation.
- My orders were not to arrest anybody.
- You knew the intent of the order, and you ignored it.
- I had no choice.
- Neither do I.
Washington called.
They want me to guarantee that there'll be no more interference on the Colson case.
I can't do that with you on the street.
I want your badge and your gun.
- Suspending me is one thing.
How long are they gonna suspend justice on the streets? - Things are coming together now.
There's been a new development.
Rossi just learned there's to be a summit meeting at Colson's this afternoon.
- I'm impressed.
- You know who'll be there? Steven Gordon, Sacramento.
Miles Randolph, San Diego.
Charlie Pappis, Napa Valley.
Lou Baldwin from-- - Charlie Pappis? Paige busted him when she was wearing blues.
He walked.
The charge didn't stick.
He knows Paige is a cop.
If Charlie Pappis sees her, she's dead! - Did the captain come down on you for our move at the Royal Roost? - Not just the captain.
I've been suspended.
- Suspension? Talk about overkill.
- All you did was keep Colson's drugs bottled up.
- How long they hang you up for? - Open end, but that's not the big problem.
Paige's cover's about to be blown.
Charlie Pappis, a hood she once busted, is on his way to see Colson.
I've gotta do everything I can to prevent Pappis from seeing her.
- Hold on, Hooker.
You're already in deep enough.
One of us can get to Paige.
- I can't do that.
One suspension in the family's enough.
- Come on, Hooker, let us in.
- That's right, dammit.
We wanna help! - I can get into Colson's pad.
The real trick is gonna be getting Paige out.
(dramatic music) - 4-Adam-16.
- This is 16, go 30.
- I'm in position.
Pappis is in the building.
Hooker's coming in now.
- We've got him covered from across the street.
- Shall we? - Thank you.
- 16, Hooker's in.
Standing by for backup.
- Roger.
- Jake Somag tried to take over some of my pushers, but I'm on top of it.
And I hear you got similar problems, Mike.
Some young buck upstate tryin' to flood your county with cheap Mexican brown.
- Charlie Pappis, I been lookin' for you! - Who the hell are you? - You're comin' with me, Pappis.
(gun fires) (bullet richochets) (gun fires) - Shots fired, be ready to move in.
- Get him! - You take that side.
I'll cover the back way.
(dramatic music) (guns firing) - 16, Hooker's out.
There's no sign of Paige.
(guns firing) (tires squealing) - Well, Pappis, looks like someone's got a contract out on you.
- Yeah.
But what bothers me even more is, how did he know I was here? This was supposed to be a secret meeting.
- Wait a minute.
Hold on, Pappis.
I run a tight ship.
- I think it just sprung a leak.
Let me know when things cool down.
- [Colson.]
Wait a minute, wait a minute, Charlie.
- There are two cops at the front door.
They're lookin' for Paige.
- What's the problem, officer? - I have a warrant for the arrest of a Paige Miller.
- I'm Paige Miller.
What's this all about? - Out-of-state warrant for jumping bail on a narcotics charge in Illinois.
- A narcotics charge? You never told me that.
- Well.
Now you know.
Looks like I'm gonna be taking a free trip to Chicago.
- Yeah, well, don't worry.
I'll have you back here in an hour.
My lawyer will be at the D.
A.
's office before you can get fingerprinted.
- Let's go, miss.
(dramatic music) - Hooker.
Thanks for the assist.
But you took a big chance breaking in like that.
- It was the best I could do.
I knew the party was over the minute Pappis got a look at you.
- Well, that I could figure, but why this phony arrest? - It dirties you up a little, which makes you clean in Colson's eyes.
- In case someone starts wondering about who passed the word about Pappis and the others being in town.
- Well, I like it, but I have a problem.
Colson's gonna have his lawyer spring me.
- Yeah, I figured that, so my partner's at the D.
A.
's office right now setting up the paperwork to make it look like a bona fide arrest.
- Can we have a word? - See you later, Hooker.
- How many times have you told your recruits not to get too personally involved? - About as many times as I've told 'em not to go too far when they're working undercover.
This, uh This, uh, thing with Colson.
I get the feeling you're in pretty deep.
- I can't get what I'm after without getting close to Colson.
Doesn't mean I'm happy about it.
- Come on, I'll drop you off at the precinct so you can go through the moves to make this false arrest look valid.
- Whether you like it or not, when Colson's ready to tumble, you get the first call.
- Paige Miller's one gutsy lady.
Playing the game as close as she's playing it.
Especially with a dangerous guy like Colson.
- Talk about playing it close.
Hooker just took a hell of a chance.
- Must care about her a lot.
- Just hope he doesn't care too much.
(radio beeping) - [Dispatcher.]
4-Adam-16, 4-Adam-16.
Meet the rescue ambulance with the victim of an OD at Cowher Wash near the intersection of Olive and Franklin.
- 4-Adam-16, roger.
(exciting electronic music) - What have you got? - [Paramedic.]
Female doper.
- It's Amy.
Amy Pierce.
- [Paramedic.]
She OD'ed, but we got a faint pulse.
- She gonna make it? - Man, I wouldn't bet on it.
- We'll run interference for you.
(siren wailing) (elevator dings) - Heard about Amy.
Is she okay? - Not good.
They're tryin' to save her.
- Place to save her is on the streets, not in the hospital.
Amy didn't make it? - They did all they could.
- No consolation.
Amy's family's a victim, too.
- What a waste.
Damn.
(sighs) I can't stand around here doing nothing.
- [Stacy.]
Hooker, I wouldn't call what you did this afternoon standing around.
- You already bought yourself a suspension.
Keep it up, and you'll end up with an early retirement.
- I'm gonna drop in on Amy's pusher.
- You got company.
- Hey, the Royal Roost's officially off-limits.
- And I'm officially off-duty.
(elevator dings) (electronic dance music) - Hey, hey, man! What, you lose your marbles or what? - You killed Amy.
- Amy? I-I don't know no Amy.
H-Honest, you're crazy, kid.
- Oh, come on, you knew her, all right! I was in here when she pleaded to make a buy with you! - Kenny! Kenny, take it easy.
Put the knife down.
- He killed my girl, I'm gonna kill him.
- Kenny.
I know how you feel, but you're going about it the wrong way.
Let us do it.
Put the knife down.
- Not until I'm sure he's done selling the poison that he stashes behind the bar.
- Drop it, Kenny! - Show him the badge, Romano.
- Wait a second! What, you got a warrant? - Let's just say we're investigating a citizen's complaint.
Unless you want me to give him back his knife.
Oh, look at this.
Somebody put a bag of white flour with the bloody Mary mix.
Can't contaminate the drinks.
- What are you doing? Hey, don't do that, it's 50 thou-- - 50,000 what? 50,000 bucks? You mean this isn't white flour? Maybe if you come up with another 50,000, you'll get a delivery of another bag of white flour.
Come on.
The hell's the matter with you? - Do you know what he did? - I know what he did.
He broke the law, he's gonna pay for it.
You broke the law, too.
Assault with a deadly weapon.
- I guess I went a little crazy.
- I guess.
Now, go on straight home.
No, better, go visit Amy's parents.
See if you can make things easier on 'em.
Losing Amy pushed him over the edge.
- It all goes back to Colson's drugs.
There has to be a way to stop Colson.
- There has to be.
There will be.
(dramatic electronic music) Come on in.
- Mornin'.
Tried to call you last night.
Where were ya? - I was out walkin'.
Had some thinkin' to do.
- About Colson? - Who else? - Come up with any angles? - Well, not last night, but this morning when I was jogging, I thought of something that I saw when I dumped the smack at the Royal Roost.
- What was that? - Some twisters on bags of ice.
I thought I saw one like them beside the girl who OD'ed in the alley.
But I gotta see her personal effects to be sure.
And the property room is off-limits to me.
- Not to me.
- That's my partner.
Sign out the evidence, get back here as fast as you can.
- I'm on my way.
(dramatic music) - Ah, I think this is the only one of your businesses I haven't seen yet.
- I had to keep this one secret from you, angel.
Until my lawyer got a look at your rap sheet the other day, I wasn't sure you could be trusted.
- Of course.
You distribute the drugs to your network of pushers by hiding it in with shipments of ice.
It's brilliant.
- We not only distribute from here, we cut it and refine it.
I've got my own laboratory in the basement.
- Mr.
Colson.
The man from Singapore, he's still here.
I paid him, but, uh, he wants to talk to you about the next delivery before he leaves.
- That's my main source.
He's, uh, very nervous around strangers.
As soon as I get rid of him, I'll show you around.
- Sure, darling, take your time.
(suspenseful music) - [Romano.]
That's it, Hooker.
What you wanted from the property room.
(phone ringing) - Hooker.
- I've got it.
Colson's lab, distribution base, everything.
Get here.
It's -- - Paige? Paige.
- What happened? - Paige.
She got cut off.
She said she was at Colson's supply base.
She, uh, didn't have a chance to tell me where she is.
This is it.
Identical to the fasteners I saw at the Royal Roost.
And the ice bags they were on came from Colson's plant, Premium Ice.
- And we saw the girl who OD'ed make her buy from Mickey Stack's snowcone stand.
Ice.
- Colson's ice.
He has to be distributing drugs with ice shipments from the plant.
And Paige said she was at his distribution base.
- You gonna call the captain and Rossi? - If I go through channels, Paige could get buried, and I don't mean in red tape.
(dramatic music) - Well, angel.
That's pretty good.
You know, uh, you really had me going.
I never dreamed you were a narc.
- Federal agent.
It's over, Martin.
- It is for you, babe.
Put her in the truck.
Get rid of her! (tires screeching) - Open up, police! - You callin' for backup? (engine starts) Hooker.
(gun fires) - Our only chance is to make it up to the roof.
- Go ahead.
I'll cover you.
Now.
(gun firing) - Pin him down.
I'm going after Colson.
(guns firing) (dramatic electronic music) - Freeze! (gun clatters) (gun fires) - Give it up, Colson! You haven't got a chance! (gun firing) (gun fires) (waves crashing) Washington's made it official.
Far as they're concerned, the case is closed.
Colson's men rolled over, and we nabbed his Singapore connection at the airport.
- With the list of Colson's customers you found, you'll be able to make a sweep on all of his pushers.
- Captain put together a task force.
We hit the streets this afternoon.
- Hooker.
About you and me.
About our timing-- - Paige.
It isn't just our timing.
We found out how much alike we are.
We both devote 24 hours a day to the job.
Doesn't leave much room for relationships.
- You're leaving something unsaid, Hooker.
The way you feel about how close I got to Colson.
- You're leaving something unsaid.
You'd do it again.
- I guess I would.
- Then maybe all we'll ever have is the dream.
(melancholy music) (exciting theme music)