T.J. Hooker (1982) s04e05 Episode Script
Anatomy of a Killing
(energetic music) (chill music) (honking) - And that's the way it's been.
I don't know when to eat.
I go home to bed when I'm supposed to be getting up.
When I do get up, I eat breakfast cereal when the rest of the world is into real food like steak or chicken and pasta.
My entire body is a protest.
- Welcome to the morning watch.
- You've been saying that for an entire week.
- Well like I like it.
I mean the streets get quiet, the radio slows down.
Gives you time to turn over a few rocks, do some real observational police work.
- You and Corrigan, both cut out of the same mold.
Take Stacy for instance.
Last couple of weeks, she's hardpressed to get out of cheerful LO.
- Well I don't think morning watch is what's bothering Stacy.
- Yeah, well, whatever.
There is more to life than a quiet radio and observation police work.
- Really? What? (light rock music) (tense music) - Come on Titus.
Damn it, Doc! It ain't right you dudes ripping off our dope.
- Don't know you guys.
So it ain't personal, see? - [Doc.]
Powell brothers hired us to rip you off, man.
- We're just doing our job.
(gun firing) (gun firing) (whimpering) - Help me! They're gonna kill me! Help me! Somebody come on, come on! No, no! (gun firing) - [Woman On Radio.]
Units in the vicinity, and Four Adam 30, shots fired in the Sullivan Gardens area, Central avenue and 42nd.
Four Adam 30, handle code three.
- Quiet radio, huh? - Well only until an hour before end of watch.
(siren sounding) - Four Adam 30, roger.
(tires screeching) - 16 to 30, we're approaching shots fired call on 42nd heading south.
(tires screeching and siren sounding) (tires screeching) God, I can't believe it.
- [Woman On Radio.]
Four Adam 30, citizen reports suspects just left your shots fired call.
Westbound in a light colored Chevy Impala.
- Hooker, there they are.
Four Adam 30 in pursuit, light green and silver in color heading west on Central.
(energetic music) (tires screeching) (siren blaring) (furniture shattering and zapping) - Hold it! Notify the detectives! Easy, easy.
(phone ringing) - Hello? - [Lieutenant.]
Hi Cody, there's been a shooting.
- Where at? Look, I don't care who the victims are, Lieutenant.
- [Lieutenant.]
I want you there.
- All right.
But remember, Friday's Robert's graduation and there's no way I'm gonna miss it.
- [Lieutenant.]
I' sorry.
- Well you don't have to be sorry.
You have a choice, you're just not making it.
- [Lieutenant.]
Bye.
- Lisa, you're up a little early huh? - I heard the phone ring, Dad.
Besides, I have a lot of work to do around the house today before I go to work.
- Did they let you off on Friday for your brother's graduation yet? - I should know today.
You want some coffee? - No, they had a shooting at Sullivan Gardens.
I don't know when I'll be back.
Hey, you feel a little clammy, are you all right? - I'm fine, just fine.
- Oh, now maybe you should try to go to bed a little earlier, huh? You don't want anything to get in the way of the biggest day of our lives, do we? God rest her soul, I wish your mother could be here to see Robert.
(car starting) (tense music) - See anything? - I would say three grams each.
Fine light out of spec.
- Hey, Hooker.
Look like you got this all locked down, huh? - This one yours? - I'm it, the whole on it.
- Downtown's crazy.
Too much to do and not enough manpower to do it.
And the clock is ticking on this one already.
- Yeah I hear you.
They tell me this might be a dope ripoff, huh? - Yeah, that's Hooker's theory.
- Five balloons filled with heroin found on the dead one.
And it was execution style.
- Yeah, a homicide on the South End, black dope dealers.
- Are you suggesting the brass is maybe saving the real manpower for the better sections of town? - Oh, now it crossed my mind once or twice.
- Hey, this is my beat and I don't care to have them save me from anything.
- Come on, Hooker, you know I need help.
If I can't get detectives, I'll take all the uniforms you guys can talk the Captain out of.
- Do me a favor.
Call O'Brien, have him nudge the Captain for some off-duty manpower.
Say eight uniform teams, three in plainclothes.
Have some in motor transport to standby.
And a couple of iron eyes.
- A nudge, what are you waging a war? - That's how Hooker knows.
He hasn't changed a lick.
- That's also the way to solve this type of homicide.
I vote we stay on it till we nail the person.
Or the trail is so cold you could pack it fish.
This one took a full load in the back, hands tied with a thin cord.
Body picked clean, no ID, no nothing.
- What about the second victim? - Still alive, Stacy's with him.
She's going for a dying declaration.
- Look, you may die, you know that.
Tell me, who are you, who did this? (panting) - The guy was cut in half and still with his feet tied made it 60 or 70 feet.
Incredible.
- Yeah, and small diameter looks like nylon.
- Let's have the lab make a comparison of all the cords, see if they're cut from the same line.
- Sounds like we're on this case.
- My ex partner needs some help.
We just volunteered.
- I thank you and the South End of town thanks you.
(light music) You know something, Hooker? All my adult life I worked in the South End.
Not just as a cop, but as a member of the community.
Organizations, action groups, cleanup campaigns.
But heroin, whew, just when you think is knocked down gets right back.
- I know, it's a war.
Those yellow balloons have been down the streets more than six months now.
- Yeah, creating a whole new generation of addicts.
- And the shootout with different gangs have jammed the books with unsolved homicides.
Unsolved because we don't sink enough manpower into them.
- Well maybe we can prove something this time, eh partner? - Why do you think I volunteered? - Romano just called.
He was able to run down a dispatch ticket that put an Impala at a disturbance call at 2422 Marine Avenue.
About 30 minutes before the shooting.
Neighbors across the street reported it.
- That's it.
- You asked him to check for anything involving a light green Impala.
- Well, we'd take anything we can get.
- He say anything? - He got this phone number out.
I asked who shot him but I'm not sure if he heard me.
- I'll check it out.
- Anything besides the number? - I barely got that down before he fainted.
I never went for a dying declaration before.
It's tough making sure they know they're gonna die.
- You did fine.
Your father was looking for you after roll call.
- I know, we had a blowup.
It's a little strained right now.
- Work it out.
He loves you.
- He smothers me.
- Your new flame not getting approval? - Nothing gets approval, it never did.
Seems lately that everything I do is wrong.
- The are code and prefix puts it in the Coronado Chula Vista area below San Diego.
- That's right near the border.
- Mhmm.
- That gives the built ripoff theory a little more weight.
Buyers rip off the sellers with the dope and then hire shooters to eliminate them.
- Yeah, if the evidence supports the theory, we have two suspects to find.
The buyers and the shooters.
- Stacy, you head back to the squad room.
See if you can take up any of the coordinating slack.
And while you're at it, have Corrigan call the Chula Vista number.
See if he can come up with some ID for our patient.
I'm gonna start with the marine address.
(phone ringing) - Hello? Who? - Officer Corrigan of the LCPD.
May I ask your name please? - Webster, Carolyn Webster.
What is it you want? - We have a man who's been hurt.
He gave us this phone number.
- George? Is it George? - We're not sure who he is.
This George, can you tell me more about him? - He's my husband.
He left here yesterday.
- I need his full name and a description please.
- George Webster.
He's six feet, about 180 pounds.
Look, what's happened to him? - Can you tell me the purpose of his trip? Why he came here, where he was staying? - I don't know.
He just took a trip is all.
I don't know his business.
- Mrs.
Webster, it's important that you tell me the truth.
- What's happened to him? - I feel awkward having to give you this news over the phone.
He's been shot.
He's seriously wounded, another man was killed.
Now could you please tell me what-- (slamming) (phone ringing) - And anyway this bunch of guys are fighting and yelling inside that house across the street.
So when I'm looking out the window I see them all come out.
They still have someone in the backseat of the Impala and two of them split.
The other guys, the guys who live there took off.
So we called the cops.
- You know their names, Danny? - They moved to the house about six months ago with furniture and everything.
I think they're brothers.
- What kind of wheels were they driving? - A Cad De Ville.
Brown, spoked wheels, gangster white walls, leather chair.
They look really cool in it.
- Did you see any people or cars coming to that house on a regular basis? - You know, a lot of people in and out.
There is this one girl though who's been around quite a bit.
A looker.
Drives a red VW.
She was there about an hour before the fighting started.
- You wouldn't have noticed license numbers on any of those cars, would you Danny? - No, except that girl's car.
There was something written on the window.
Something like Red Rocket, something like that.
- Well, thank you, Danny.
- Okay, bye.
- Blood on the front door.
On the walkway.
It ends at the driveway here.
- Would you bet that something stuffed in the backseat was our victims? - No bet, let's prove it.
With the vehicle after I run in that red Volkswagen.
- Hooker.
That red VW won't be on the computer.
It's my daughter's car.
(somber music) (light music) The car is gone, she wasn't due work for an hour.
- Must be some mistake.
Maybe she loaned her car to her girlfriend.
- I'd like to know what kind of girlfriend she was hanging around with.
Lisa? I'll take a look in her bedroom.
- Oh, I remember the poker games we used to have here.
You made a switch to Fish anytime Robert and Lisa were around.
- Lisa's gone.
Clothing, suitcase.
Why, I don't understand any of it.
- I can only come up with one explanation.
I hope to God this isn't it.
(somber music) - 16 people? How long do you intent to keep this up, Hooker? - As long as necessary.
If we let this thing go, town's gonna get dirtier.
Heroin's a commodity worldwide, barren gold.
I mean the Turks are pulling their poppies and Mexicans are turning out the brown H.
And we've become the international marketplace for every drug dealer and rip artist who can find their way here.
- You think I don't know that? You seem to be forgetting my manpower problems.
- If we don't start solving these kinds of homicides, things are gonna get worse.
Let them get the message.
In this town, they fall for murder.
Maybe they'll think twice before they start grabbing for the market here.
Or dealing here, killing here.
- All right, you stay on it.
But in 36 hours I pull the plug and the case goes back to Cody or whoever else downtown puts on the case.
- Takes his place? - You know what I'm talking about, Hooker.
- At this point, Lisa's involvement in the case is only speculation.
- Look, I wouldn't need much more than that piece of balloon.
- I've got every street source that owes me a marker looking for her.
I mean she could be in real danger.
How do you tell her father to get off the case? - You know the answer to that one, Hooker.
Personal involvement.
- It's family.
I've known Lisa since she was born.
Cody was my partner.
And we can't cut them off.
We need him as much as he needs us.
- Family, huh? All right, all right Hooker.
But I'm holding you responsible.
- I wouldn't have it any other way.
(door slamming) (phone ringing) - Romano here.
Captain.
Yeah, sure, just a second.
Stacy, it's your dad on the comm line.
- Tell him I'm busy, will you Vince? - [Romano.]
Yeah but he said-- - I'm busy, I don't want to talk to him.
- Yeah but, Captain, my mistake, she just stepped out.
This morning watch, I'm telling you, it's screwing up all of our lives.
- Well, she's your daughter.
And she may be involved but not in the way you think.
- Then why is there a balloon in my house? Three months ago she got fired and never said a word to me.
- Maybe she was too embarrassed.
- Well something better happen soon.
got a plane to catch.
- We'll be out of leads and manpower by then anyway.
Where are you going? - Westpoint, Robert's graduation exercises.
- Are you kidding me? Robert's graduating already? - Lieutenant Robert Cody.
Graduating with honors, Hooker.
- You must be very proud.
- To put in words what I feel would only minimize it.
(radio beeping) - [Stacy On Radio.]
- 30, go ahead, 90.
- Hooker, the utilities check on 2422 Marine comes back to a Norman Powell.
We're doing an RNI Check on the name now.
- Roger.
We'll be here.
Standby.
Let's ride.
(intense music) (tires screeching) Police, up against the car! - Now, now.
I just bet you're one of the Powell brothers.
(tires screeching) (shattering) - Hit the brakes! Before I take your head off! (crashing and skidding) Call that guy! Give me your hand.
Come on, give me your hand.
Move, move, move! (booming) (handcuffs clicking) Now let's talk about an execution.
(light music) - Bad news? - They took Webster back to surgery.
You wanna tell Hooker? - When he comes out, you tell him.
- Distribution source for those yellow balloons out here are smart and carry.
They are trying to collate repeat purchasers for us right now.
- Good.
- By the way, what do you say, next time handling your problems to your dad yourself? I wasn't exactly thrilled being caught in the middle.
- Nobody asked you to be in the middle.
I was busy and his call wasn't business, that's all.
- Hey, Stacy, I sympathize with your situation at home.
You don't have to bite my head off.
It's tough enough having to survive as a cop without having the Captain on my tail.
- I'm sorry.
The problem is I'm not at home.
He's still trying to run my life.
At work and off hours.
- Yeah, I get it long distance from South Philly myself.
- The last straw was, never mind.
- They get anything from this guy? - Zip.
They're working on Norman now.
They both refuse to consent search of the house.
No real alibi.
Search warrant's in the works.
- What about Cody's daughter? - That's one piece of what they're working on now.
- [Hooker.]
You wanna play games, we can play games.
You're looking at a deep hole behind steel doors, mister.
- Look man, if you're doing a murder, that means somebody is dead, right? And dead men don't talk.
So how can you say that I did somebody? You ain't got no witnesses.
- [Hooker.]
I can say you and your brother had it done, Powell.
- Telephone number.
KL52636.
- Lady I know.
- How well do you know her? - Well now you're getting kind of personal there, ain't you, Sergeant? - Well you listen punk, I'm asking questions about that girl.
And every single answer better come fast and hard or I'll find a gutter to stuff you and your dope in! - Back off.
Give us the answers, or I'll help him find the gutter.
- Yeah, all right, all right.
Lisa, name's Lisa.
I take care of her, she take care of me.
Anything else you wanna know, man? Hey man, what are you?! - What are you saying about my Lisa?! - What is it, man, you know her? Oh, what.
Now, now, that little chippy told me.
Yeah, a lot of bad things about her daddy.
But now she didn't tell me he was no cop.
What do you know about that? I've been laying up with a junkie who's got a cop for an old man! Man come on! Man, get off me.
Get him off of me.
- Yeah you sit down there.
You come with me, come here! Knock it off! - He called her a junkie, my little girl.
He called our Lisa a junkie.
- This wouldn't be police brutality I was witness to, would it? - What do you want, Schneider? - My clients the Powell brothers, they did have one phone call.
- In there.
And after you're done, the booking charge is murder one, no bail.
- [Schneider.]
Sounds like a real challenge, Hooker, Cody.
- I can't tell you how sorry I am.
- Yeah, so now Lisa's a principal witness or a suspect.
I got to put out an APB on my own daughter.
- We'll find her first, I promise you.
- Cody.
The DA needs you for the search warrant affidavit.
Thinks it'll take the rest of the night.
- Let's go, partner, we both got work to do.
- I'm gonna wash up first.
Suddenly I feel kind of dirty.
- When that sleazeball attorney leaves, I want a tail put on him.
As long as it takes.
- Where do you think he's gonna go? - Wherever Powell tells him to.
Hey Ernie.
Nine will get you 10, this cord is an exact match to the cord that our victims were tied up with.
Wanna have a lab prove it for us? - Hey brother, I told you.
And what you mean, man? I told you I'm sitting in for Norman, my man.
Well hey I'll tell you what I'd do, you wanna score? Hold up man, I'll call you back later, huh? Now, all right give me your number.
Okay.
Yeah brother, you'll be hearing from us, good thing.
Yeah, man, later.
Oh man, every junkie in town trying to make a score.
- Keep scamming.
Keep the narcs busy for a year.
(phone ringing) - Yeah? Yeah this is the place.
- Webster's overnight case, ID, Chula Vista on his license.
- Well, that puts Webster in the house.
- The other ID belongs to the dead man.
His driver license and picture indicate his name is Coleman Young from Coronado.
- Yeah, that connects.
Got it right here, San Diego PD picked up a street rumor that Webster and Young came in with a two kilo load of 80% pure.
Now Webster's wife is at the hospital with him now.
And he's gonna make it, Hooker.
- Now we have someone to talk to.
Powells are down.
That leaves one Impala and two hired shooters to go.
- And maybe one female accomplice.
- It'll work out.
- Will it? - Everybody is dead, Webster.
And you're missing half your guts.
It's just real possible the hunt isn't over.
- But, you said the Powells are in jail.
- They are, and their lawyer, Art Schneider is their only contact so far.
He'll try legal ways to shut people up but that doesn't take into account the two shooters Powells hired to ice you and your buddy.
And they're still out there on the loose.
- George, please, I'm afraid.
- We came up with two keys.
The Powells were supposed to pay.
Instead they ripped.
Brought in two dudes in contract.
To hit us.
One was called Doc.
The other Titus.
Never seen them before.
- He connects the Powells.
- What about the suspects in the Impala? - Can't ID them.
- But we still have a solid conspiracy on the Powells.
- Yeah but nothing against the hired shooters.
Without them we don't have a case.
- This might put some life into it.
Surveillance team on Schneider put him in this restaurant on Main street.
- With Lisa? - Powell's mouthpiece with Jim's daughter doesn't look good.
- It's not over yet, Jim, not by a long shot.
- The Powell brothers are gonna pay for all the expenses.
And you've got the best attorney in this town, all right? Hey, what's this? - Call it a reception.
You taking the lamb to slaughter or what, Schneider? - Booker, Daddy? - What are you doing with this hoodlum lawyer? - I'll have you brought up on charges, Cody.
You're violating the civil rights of-- - What do you know about civil rights? - Take your hands off of me.
I am an officer of the court.
- Jim! We got a case to make.
If you're out of control, I can't afford-- - You're not gonna pull me off this case.
- No, I can't.
But the Captain damn well can.
And I'll see to it that he does unless you pull yourself together.
Where was he taking you to? - I'm advising my client not to talk and I'll tell you right up front, Hooker.
She won't waive her rights.
- That's my daughter, Schneider.
Not one of your sleaze clients.
Lisa, what are you doing with him? - I'm accepting Mr.
Schneider's offer to represent me.
- That's Powell's lawyer.
The doper's mouthpiece! - Yes, Powell, a man who cares something about me.
- Cares something about you? It's pipe tracks.
Is that how he cares? (somber music) - All right, put it this way.
I'm surrendering Lisa.
Now book her and I'll arrange for a rip.
- Simple, looking after your client's best interest, are you Mr.
Schneider? - Naturally.
- Lisa, a lawyer's supposed to represent his client's best interest.
Have you ever wondered how he's gonna do that and at the same time represent his other two clients, the Powell brothers? - Now wait a minute.
- Now you wait a minute! Lisa, ask him if he's gonna represent you in the courtroom.
- Mr.
Schneider? - It's not that I don't want to represent you, Lisa.
My associate is perfectly capable.
- That's his flunky.
Lisa, if you're in real trouble I know enough about this case to tell you that there's a very good chance that you'll be offered immunity for your testimony.
- Hooker, I object-- - Mr.
Schneider wouldn't like that because it's not in the interest of his other clients.
(light music) Lisa, I've known you a long time.
I wanna help you.
Trust me.
How did it start, Lisa? - [Lisa.]
Inside a party.
- I didn't bring you up that way, girl.
- No you didn't bring me up, period.
All my life all I've been is a piece of furniture to you.
Everything was always Robert.
- Don't bring your brother's name into this filth.
- This filth made me feel good.
For the first time in years, I felt good! Do you know what that means? - Yeah it means you're an addict, Lisa.
- Look, I wanted to stop.
But I can't.
- You can.
- No, I can't! - Yes you can, with help.
But now you've gotta help us.
- I really didn't understand what was happening.
Those two guys from San Diego came to town to sell to Norman.
Next thing I knew, Norman had me take a ride with them.
Told those guys he was going to pick up their money.
- Was that when you went to that place in aviation? - That's where Doc lives.
That's the first time I ever met him.
When we got there, Norman gave Doc a downpayment, said he'd get 3,000 more once the job was done.
I really didn't understand then what the job was.
That's Doc's place there.
It was number seven.
- No green Chevy.
What about this Doc's friend? What'd he say his name was, Titus? - He showed up later at Norman's with Doc.
- In the Impala? - That's when Norman told me to go on home.
- And that's when the two guys from San Diego got bullets instead of money.
- I swear to God I didn't know they were planning to kill them.
- X Ray 30 to 90.
- Go, 30.
- Dispatch a plain car to stake and to wait for them Powell and notify.
- Roger, and Corrigan just called in.
He said that lawyer Schneider showed up at the hospital asking questions about Webster.
He knows now that Webster's not dead.
Doubled the guard.
- Got it.
- What's all that mean? - When Schneider pulled you out of the restaurant, he said he was taking you to the office to discuss your legal defense.
My guess is, he's planning a new Powell contract with the shooters.
We got in the way of that.
- I don't understand.
- Schneider is Powell's only link with the outside.
Webster's testimony, your corroboration, makes you the only people alive who can put the Powell brothers away.
- You mean? - That's right.
Your boyfriend wants Webster dead.
He wants you dead, Lisa.
- Hooker, surveillance team has an Impala at Doc's Motel.
Guy matching the description Lisa gave just walked into unit seven.
- Call a car.
You make the stiff call to the motel.
And then take Lisa over to your place.
Try and occupy her with these mug books and plenty of oranges.
She's coming down.
It'll help the withdrawals.
Lisa, you're gonna go to Stacy's place, you understand? To Stacy's place.
- She's been using for three months.
I never saw the symptoms.
Why? Baby, how did you hide it from me? - It was easy, Daddy.
You only saw Robert, never me.
- Come on, partner, we got a suspect to flush out.
It'll work out, Jim.
There's too much there for it not too.
- Yeah I remember she was five.
At the first day of kindergarten.
She was so proud when I ironed her dress and fixed her hair with the yellow ribbons.
Should have seen those big brown eyes sparkle.
They're ready.
- X Ray 30 to 90.
Put it in, Stacy.
- Roger.
(phone ringing) - Hello? - Is that you, Doc Honey? - Yeah, what's happening? Now I wonder, who is this fine woman I be talking to? - Throw it down or say goodbye, killer.
- [Hooker.]
Stacy, we might have gotten lucky.
It seemed Doc was a photo buff.
We found albums in his motel room filled with pictures of him and his friends.
- [Stacy.]
You want me to take Lisa to my place now? - [Hooker.]
Right, meet me there.
I want Lisa to take a look at Doc's photos and see if she can ID this Titus we're looking for.
- I don't know nothing.
- Yeah, you just drove the car, we know that.
But you've been hung out to dry.
All I want is a name, the man with you.
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- I'm talking about Titus! Where is he? - Titus who? - You're gonna ride this thing for Norman Powell? Norman rolled over on you, you gonna do that? Get in.
(light music) Can you hang on a little while longer, Lisa? Look at these pictures.
- I'll try.
- Can I get you anything, Lisa? - Look at you.
Hype, you're strung out hype.
- That's right.
Right now I'll give my life for a fix but you wouldn't understand that now, would you? - Why are you saying these things to me? I love you! - You love Robert! And you loved momma but never me! Momma died giving me life and you've never been able to forgive me for that.
(somber music) - Maybe this will help.
- It's not true, Hooker, I never felt that.
- Well why don't you try telling her that? - You've had enough, Lisa.
Let us take you to the hospital.
- No, let me finish.
I wanna do this, please.
- She's in such terrible pain.
- Maybe she's trying to prove something.
- It's been two weeks since I last spoke to my father.
Guess I was furious at him for not letting me go.
God how it must hurt not to have someone to hold on to.
- [Lisa.]
This could be him.
I'm sure this is him.
- Are you positive? - There's no question that's him.
- Try Jackson.
- He's got a Titus Jackson, - [Romano.]
You have a suspect? - Set up roll call for a briefing.
- How's Lisa? - He's doing fine, Jim.
Stacy will take her to the hospital.
(coughing) (somber music) - When you see Robert, tell him that I'm very proud.
That I love him very much.
(coughing) - We've got a killer to take down.
(phone ringing) - [Titus.]
Yeah? - [Stacy.]
Titus Jackson? - Yeah.
- [Stacy.]
This is the police.
We have you surrounded, do exactly as I tell you.
(cocking) (tires screeching) (guns firing) (uptempo music) (siren blaring) (gun firing) (gun firing) (guns firing) (guns firing) - Give up Titus! There's no way out but the hard way.
You're done, man, it's over.
You hear me, Titus? Do you hear me? (gun firing) (somber music) Damn shame if you die.
We have a hell of a case on you.
(light music) I think we proved that if we put enough manpower on the right place at the right time and keep them there long enough, you can knock down the unsolved homicide rate.
At least that's what us volunteers are doing here, right? (applause) - 48 hours, you wanna believe I'm not even tired? I guess this morning watch thing can work.
You put a weeks worth in one shot.
- Bet you could use a few days sleep.
- Not really.
I'm making lunch for my father.
I told him to use his key if he beats me to the apartment.
How's that for an adjustment? - Wrapped, 45 minutes to spare.
Can I give you a ride to the airport? - I'm not going.
- What, I thought you said you were gonna go down there and see your boy, - Hey, Robert will understand.
I have a daughter here who needs me a whole lot more right now.
Look, it's really been good working with you again.
- You need anything, anytime.
- I know.
Thanks a lot, my friend.
(light music) - Operator, direct call wire.
They could charge to my home number 5553012.
Chrissy! How's my girl? Oh, oh everything's fine.
I'm just calling you 'cause I wanted to tell you I was thinking about you and I want you to know how much daddy loves you.
(light music) (energetic music)
I don't know when to eat.
I go home to bed when I'm supposed to be getting up.
When I do get up, I eat breakfast cereal when the rest of the world is into real food like steak or chicken and pasta.
My entire body is a protest.
- Welcome to the morning watch.
- You've been saying that for an entire week.
- Well like I like it.
I mean the streets get quiet, the radio slows down.
Gives you time to turn over a few rocks, do some real observational police work.
- You and Corrigan, both cut out of the same mold.
Take Stacy for instance.
Last couple of weeks, she's hardpressed to get out of cheerful LO.
- Well I don't think morning watch is what's bothering Stacy.
- Yeah, well, whatever.
There is more to life than a quiet radio and observation police work.
- Really? What? (light rock music) (tense music) - Come on Titus.
Damn it, Doc! It ain't right you dudes ripping off our dope.
- Don't know you guys.
So it ain't personal, see? - [Doc.]
Powell brothers hired us to rip you off, man.
- We're just doing our job.
(gun firing) (gun firing) (whimpering) - Help me! They're gonna kill me! Help me! Somebody come on, come on! No, no! (gun firing) - [Woman On Radio.]
Units in the vicinity, and Four Adam 30, shots fired in the Sullivan Gardens area, Central avenue and 42nd.
Four Adam 30, handle code three.
- Quiet radio, huh? - Well only until an hour before end of watch.
(siren sounding) - Four Adam 30, roger.
(tires screeching) - 16 to 30, we're approaching shots fired call on 42nd heading south.
(tires screeching and siren sounding) (tires screeching) God, I can't believe it.
- [Woman On Radio.]
Four Adam 30, citizen reports suspects just left your shots fired call.
Westbound in a light colored Chevy Impala.
- Hooker, there they are.
Four Adam 30 in pursuit, light green and silver in color heading west on Central.
(energetic music) (tires screeching) (siren blaring) (furniture shattering and zapping) - Hold it! Notify the detectives! Easy, easy.
(phone ringing) - Hello? - [Lieutenant.]
Hi Cody, there's been a shooting.
- Where at? Look, I don't care who the victims are, Lieutenant.
- [Lieutenant.]
I want you there.
- All right.
But remember, Friday's Robert's graduation and there's no way I'm gonna miss it.
- [Lieutenant.]
I' sorry.
- Well you don't have to be sorry.
You have a choice, you're just not making it.
- [Lieutenant.]
Bye.
- Lisa, you're up a little early huh? - I heard the phone ring, Dad.
Besides, I have a lot of work to do around the house today before I go to work.
- Did they let you off on Friday for your brother's graduation yet? - I should know today.
You want some coffee? - No, they had a shooting at Sullivan Gardens.
I don't know when I'll be back.
Hey, you feel a little clammy, are you all right? - I'm fine, just fine.
- Oh, now maybe you should try to go to bed a little earlier, huh? You don't want anything to get in the way of the biggest day of our lives, do we? God rest her soul, I wish your mother could be here to see Robert.
(car starting) (tense music) - See anything? - I would say three grams each.
Fine light out of spec.
- Hey, Hooker.
Look like you got this all locked down, huh? - This one yours? - I'm it, the whole on it.
- Downtown's crazy.
Too much to do and not enough manpower to do it.
And the clock is ticking on this one already.
- Yeah I hear you.
They tell me this might be a dope ripoff, huh? - Yeah, that's Hooker's theory.
- Five balloons filled with heroin found on the dead one.
And it was execution style.
- Yeah, a homicide on the South End, black dope dealers.
- Are you suggesting the brass is maybe saving the real manpower for the better sections of town? - Oh, now it crossed my mind once or twice.
- Hey, this is my beat and I don't care to have them save me from anything.
- Come on, Hooker, you know I need help.
If I can't get detectives, I'll take all the uniforms you guys can talk the Captain out of.
- Do me a favor.
Call O'Brien, have him nudge the Captain for some off-duty manpower.
Say eight uniform teams, three in plainclothes.
Have some in motor transport to standby.
And a couple of iron eyes.
- A nudge, what are you waging a war? - That's how Hooker knows.
He hasn't changed a lick.
- That's also the way to solve this type of homicide.
I vote we stay on it till we nail the person.
Or the trail is so cold you could pack it fish.
This one took a full load in the back, hands tied with a thin cord.
Body picked clean, no ID, no nothing.
- What about the second victim? - Still alive, Stacy's with him.
She's going for a dying declaration.
- Look, you may die, you know that.
Tell me, who are you, who did this? (panting) - The guy was cut in half and still with his feet tied made it 60 or 70 feet.
Incredible.
- Yeah, and small diameter looks like nylon.
- Let's have the lab make a comparison of all the cords, see if they're cut from the same line.
- Sounds like we're on this case.
- My ex partner needs some help.
We just volunteered.
- I thank you and the South End of town thanks you.
(light music) You know something, Hooker? All my adult life I worked in the South End.
Not just as a cop, but as a member of the community.
Organizations, action groups, cleanup campaigns.
But heroin, whew, just when you think is knocked down gets right back.
- I know, it's a war.
Those yellow balloons have been down the streets more than six months now.
- Yeah, creating a whole new generation of addicts.
- And the shootout with different gangs have jammed the books with unsolved homicides.
Unsolved because we don't sink enough manpower into them.
- Well maybe we can prove something this time, eh partner? - Why do you think I volunteered? - Romano just called.
He was able to run down a dispatch ticket that put an Impala at a disturbance call at 2422 Marine Avenue.
About 30 minutes before the shooting.
Neighbors across the street reported it.
- That's it.
- You asked him to check for anything involving a light green Impala.
- Well, we'd take anything we can get.
- He say anything? - He got this phone number out.
I asked who shot him but I'm not sure if he heard me.
- I'll check it out.
- Anything besides the number? - I barely got that down before he fainted.
I never went for a dying declaration before.
It's tough making sure they know they're gonna die.
- You did fine.
Your father was looking for you after roll call.
- I know, we had a blowup.
It's a little strained right now.
- Work it out.
He loves you.
- He smothers me.
- Your new flame not getting approval? - Nothing gets approval, it never did.
Seems lately that everything I do is wrong.
- The are code and prefix puts it in the Coronado Chula Vista area below San Diego.
- That's right near the border.
- Mhmm.
- That gives the built ripoff theory a little more weight.
Buyers rip off the sellers with the dope and then hire shooters to eliminate them.
- Yeah, if the evidence supports the theory, we have two suspects to find.
The buyers and the shooters.
- Stacy, you head back to the squad room.
See if you can take up any of the coordinating slack.
And while you're at it, have Corrigan call the Chula Vista number.
See if he can come up with some ID for our patient.
I'm gonna start with the marine address.
(phone ringing) - Hello? Who? - Officer Corrigan of the LCPD.
May I ask your name please? - Webster, Carolyn Webster.
What is it you want? - We have a man who's been hurt.
He gave us this phone number.
- George? Is it George? - We're not sure who he is.
This George, can you tell me more about him? - He's my husband.
He left here yesterday.
- I need his full name and a description please.
- George Webster.
He's six feet, about 180 pounds.
Look, what's happened to him? - Can you tell me the purpose of his trip? Why he came here, where he was staying? - I don't know.
He just took a trip is all.
I don't know his business.
- Mrs.
Webster, it's important that you tell me the truth.
- What's happened to him? - I feel awkward having to give you this news over the phone.
He's been shot.
He's seriously wounded, another man was killed.
Now could you please tell me what-- (slamming) (phone ringing) - And anyway this bunch of guys are fighting and yelling inside that house across the street.
So when I'm looking out the window I see them all come out.
They still have someone in the backseat of the Impala and two of them split.
The other guys, the guys who live there took off.
So we called the cops.
- You know their names, Danny? - They moved to the house about six months ago with furniture and everything.
I think they're brothers.
- What kind of wheels were they driving? - A Cad De Ville.
Brown, spoked wheels, gangster white walls, leather chair.
They look really cool in it.
- Did you see any people or cars coming to that house on a regular basis? - You know, a lot of people in and out.
There is this one girl though who's been around quite a bit.
A looker.
Drives a red VW.
She was there about an hour before the fighting started.
- You wouldn't have noticed license numbers on any of those cars, would you Danny? - No, except that girl's car.
There was something written on the window.
Something like Red Rocket, something like that.
- Well, thank you, Danny.
- Okay, bye.
- Blood on the front door.
On the walkway.
It ends at the driveway here.
- Would you bet that something stuffed in the backseat was our victims? - No bet, let's prove it.
With the vehicle after I run in that red Volkswagen.
- Hooker.
That red VW won't be on the computer.
It's my daughter's car.
(somber music) (light music) The car is gone, she wasn't due work for an hour.
- Must be some mistake.
Maybe she loaned her car to her girlfriend.
- I'd like to know what kind of girlfriend she was hanging around with.
Lisa? I'll take a look in her bedroom.
- Oh, I remember the poker games we used to have here.
You made a switch to Fish anytime Robert and Lisa were around.
- Lisa's gone.
Clothing, suitcase.
Why, I don't understand any of it.
- I can only come up with one explanation.
I hope to God this isn't it.
(somber music) - 16 people? How long do you intent to keep this up, Hooker? - As long as necessary.
If we let this thing go, town's gonna get dirtier.
Heroin's a commodity worldwide, barren gold.
I mean the Turks are pulling their poppies and Mexicans are turning out the brown H.
And we've become the international marketplace for every drug dealer and rip artist who can find their way here.
- You think I don't know that? You seem to be forgetting my manpower problems.
- If we don't start solving these kinds of homicides, things are gonna get worse.
Let them get the message.
In this town, they fall for murder.
Maybe they'll think twice before they start grabbing for the market here.
Or dealing here, killing here.
- All right, you stay on it.
But in 36 hours I pull the plug and the case goes back to Cody or whoever else downtown puts on the case.
- Takes his place? - You know what I'm talking about, Hooker.
- At this point, Lisa's involvement in the case is only speculation.
- Look, I wouldn't need much more than that piece of balloon.
- I've got every street source that owes me a marker looking for her.
I mean she could be in real danger.
How do you tell her father to get off the case? - You know the answer to that one, Hooker.
Personal involvement.
- It's family.
I've known Lisa since she was born.
Cody was my partner.
And we can't cut them off.
We need him as much as he needs us.
- Family, huh? All right, all right Hooker.
But I'm holding you responsible.
- I wouldn't have it any other way.
(door slamming) (phone ringing) - Romano here.
Captain.
Yeah, sure, just a second.
Stacy, it's your dad on the comm line.
- Tell him I'm busy, will you Vince? - [Romano.]
Yeah but he said-- - I'm busy, I don't want to talk to him.
- Yeah but, Captain, my mistake, she just stepped out.
This morning watch, I'm telling you, it's screwing up all of our lives.
- Well, she's your daughter.
And she may be involved but not in the way you think.
- Then why is there a balloon in my house? Three months ago she got fired and never said a word to me.
- Maybe she was too embarrassed.
- Well something better happen soon.
got a plane to catch.
- We'll be out of leads and manpower by then anyway.
Where are you going? - Westpoint, Robert's graduation exercises.
- Are you kidding me? Robert's graduating already? - Lieutenant Robert Cody.
Graduating with honors, Hooker.
- You must be very proud.
- To put in words what I feel would only minimize it.
(radio beeping) - [Stacy On Radio.]
- 30, go ahead, 90.
- Hooker, the utilities check on 2422 Marine comes back to a Norman Powell.
We're doing an RNI Check on the name now.
- Roger.
We'll be here.
Standby.
Let's ride.
(intense music) (tires screeching) Police, up against the car! - Now, now.
I just bet you're one of the Powell brothers.
(tires screeching) (shattering) - Hit the brakes! Before I take your head off! (crashing and skidding) Call that guy! Give me your hand.
Come on, give me your hand.
Move, move, move! (booming) (handcuffs clicking) Now let's talk about an execution.
(light music) - Bad news? - They took Webster back to surgery.
You wanna tell Hooker? - When he comes out, you tell him.
- Distribution source for those yellow balloons out here are smart and carry.
They are trying to collate repeat purchasers for us right now.
- Good.
- By the way, what do you say, next time handling your problems to your dad yourself? I wasn't exactly thrilled being caught in the middle.
- Nobody asked you to be in the middle.
I was busy and his call wasn't business, that's all.
- Hey, Stacy, I sympathize with your situation at home.
You don't have to bite my head off.
It's tough enough having to survive as a cop without having the Captain on my tail.
- I'm sorry.
The problem is I'm not at home.
He's still trying to run my life.
At work and off hours.
- Yeah, I get it long distance from South Philly myself.
- The last straw was, never mind.
- They get anything from this guy? - Zip.
They're working on Norman now.
They both refuse to consent search of the house.
No real alibi.
Search warrant's in the works.
- What about Cody's daughter? - That's one piece of what they're working on now.
- [Hooker.]
You wanna play games, we can play games.
You're looking at a deep hole behind steel doors, mister.
- Look man, if you're doing a murder, that means somebody is dead, right? And dead men don't talk.
So how can you say that I did somebody? You ain't got no witnesses.
- [Hooker.]
I can say you and your brother had it done, Powell.
- Telephone number.
KL52636.
- Lady I know.
- How well do you know her? - Well now you're getting kind of personal there, ain't you, Sergeant? - Well you listen punk, I'm asking questions about that girl.
And every single answer better come fast and hard or I'll find a gutter to stuff you and your dope in! - Back off.
Give us the answers, or I'll help him find the gutter.
- Yeah, all right, all right.
Lisa, name's Lisa.
I take care of her, she take care of me.
Anything else you wanna know, man? Hey man, what are you?! - What are you saying about my Lisa?! - What is it, man, you know her? Oh, what.
Now, now, that little chippy told me.
Yeah, a lot of bad things about her daddy.
But now she didn't tell me he was no cop.
What do you know about that? I've been laying up with a junkie who's got a cop for an old man! Man come on! Man, get off me.
Get him off of me.
- Yeah you sit down there.
You come with me, come here! Knock it off! - He called her a junkie, my little girl.
He called our Lisa a junkie.
- This wouldn't be police brutality I was witness to, would it? - What do you want, Schneider? - My clients the Powell brothers, they did have one phone call.
- In there.
And after you're done, the booking charge is murder one, no bail.
- [Schneider.]
Sounds like a real challenge, Hooker, Cody.
- I can't tell you how sorry I am.
- Yeah, so now Lisa's a principal witness or a suspect.
I got to put out an APB on my own daughter.
- We'll find her first, I promise you.
- Cody.
The DA needs you for the search warrant affidavit.
Thinks it'll take the rest of the night.
- Let's go, partner, we both got work to do.
- I'm gonna wash up first.
Suddenly I feel kind of dirty.
- When that sleazeball attorney leaves, I want a tail put on him.
As long as it takes.
- Where do you think he's gonna go? - Wherever Powell tells him to.
Hey Ernie.
Nine will get you 10, this cord is an exact match to the cord that our victims were tied up with.
Wanna have a lab prove it for us? - Hey brother, I told you.
And what you mean, man? I told you I'm sitting in for Norman, my man.
Well hey I'll tell you what I'd do, you wanna score? Hold up man, I'll call you back later, huh? Now, all right give me your number.
Okay.
Yeah brother, you'll be hearing from us, good thing.
Yeah, man, later.
Oh man, every junkie in town trying to make a score.
- Keep scamming.
Keep the narcs busy for a year.
(phone ringing) - Yeah? Yeah this is the place.
- Webster's overnight case, ID, Chula Vista on his license.
- Well, that puts Webster in the house.
- The other ID belongs to the dead man.
His driver license and picture indicate his name is Coleman Young from Coronado.
- Yeah, that connects.
Got it right here, San Diego PD picked up a street rumor that Webster and Young came in with a two kilo load of 80% pure.
Now Webster's wife is at the hospital with him now.
And he's gonna make it, Hooker.
- Now we have someone to talk to.
Powells are down.
That leaves one Impala and two hired shooters to go.
- And maybe one female accomplice.
- It'll work out.
- Will it? - Everybody is dead, Webster.
And you're missing half your guts.
It's just real possible the hunt isn't over.
- But, you said the Powells are in jail.
- They are, and their lawyer, Art Schneider is their only contact so far.
He'll try legal ways to shut people up but that doesn't take into account the two shooters Powells hired to ice you and your buddy.
And they're still out there on the loose.
- George, please, I'm afraid.
- We came up with two keys.
The Powells were supposed to pay.
Instead they ripped.
Brought in two dudes in contract.
To hit us.
One was called Doc.
The other Titus.
Never seen them before.
- He connects the Powells.
- What about the suspects in the Impala? - Can't ID them.
- But we still have a solid conspiracy on the Powells.
- Yeah but nothing against the hired shooters.
Without them we don't have a case.
- This might put some life into it.
Surveillance team on Schneider put him in this restaurant on Main street.
- With Lisa? - Powell's mouthpiece with Jim's daughter doesn't look good.
- It's not over yet, Jim, not by a long shot.
- The Powell brothers are gonna pay for all the expenses.
And you've got the best attorney in this town, all right? Hey, what's this? - Call it a reception.
You taking the lamb to slaughter or what, Schneider? - Booker, Daddy? - What are you doing with this hoodlum lawyer? - I'll have you brought up on charges, Cody.
You're violating the civil rights of-- - What do you know about civil rights? - Take your hands off of me.
I am an officer of the court.
- Jim! We got a case to make.
If you're out of control, I can't afford-- - You're not gonna pull me off this case.
- No, I can't.
But the Captain damn well can.
And I'll see to it that he does unless you pull yourself together.
Where was he taking you to? - I'm advising my client not to talk and I'll tell you right up front, Hooker.
She won't waive her rights.
- That's my daughter, Schneider.
Not one of your sleaze clients.
Lisa, what are you doing with him? - I'm accepting Mr.
Schneider's offer to represent me.
- That's Powell's lawyer.
The doper's mouthpiece! - Yes, Powell, a man who cares something about me.
- Cares something about you? It's pipe tracks.
Is that how he cares? (somber music) - All right, put it this way.
I'm surrendering Lisa.
Now book her and I'll arrange for a rip.
- Simple, looking after your client's best interest, are you Mr.
Schneider? - Naturally.
- Lisa, a lawyer's supposed to represent his client's best interest.
Have you ever wondered how he's gonna do that and at the same time represent his other two clients, the Powell brothers? - Now wait a minute.
- Now you wait a minute! Lisa, ask him if he's gonna represent you in the courtroom.
- Mr.
Schneider? - It's not that I don't want to represent you, Lisa.
My associate is perfectly capable.
- That's his flunky.
Lisa, if you're in real trouble I know enough about this case to tell you that there's a very good chance that you'll be offered immunity for your testimony.
- Hooker, I object-- - Mr.
Schneider wouldn't like that because it's not in the interest of his other clients.
(light music) Lisa, I've known you a long time.
I wanna help you.
Trust me.
How did it start, Lisa? - [Lisa.]
Inside a party.
- I didn't bring you up that way, girl.
- No you didn't bring me up, period.
All my life all I've been is a piece of furniture to you.
Everything was always Robert.
- Don't bring your brother's name into this filth.
- This filth made me feel good.
For the first time in years, I felt good! Do you know what that means? - Yeah it means you're an addict, Lisa.
- Look, I wanted to stop.
But I can't.
- You can.
- No, I can't! - Yes you can, with help.
But now you've gotta help us.
- I really didn't understand what was happening.
Those two guys from San Diego came to town to sell to Norman.
Next thing I knew, Norman had me take a ride with them.
Told those guys he was going to pick up their money.
- Was that when you went to that place in aviation? - That's where Doc lives.
That's the first time I ever met him.
When we got there, Norman gave Doc a downpayment, said he'd get 3,000 more once the job was done.
I really didn't understand then what the job was.
That's Doc's place there.
It was number seven.
- No green Chevy.
What about this Doc's friend? What'd he say his name was, Titus? - He showed up later at Norman's with Doc.
- In the Impala? - That's when Norman told me to go on home.
- And that's when the two guys from San Diego got bullets instead of money.
- I swear to God I didn't know they were planning to kill them.
- X Ray 30 to 90.
- Go, 30.
- Dispatch a plain car to stake and to wait for them Powell and notify.
- Roger, and Corrigan just called in.
He said that lawyer Schneider showed up at the hospital asking questions about Webster.
He knows now that Webster's not dead.
Doubled the guard.
- Got it.
- What's all that mean? - When Schneider pulled you out of the restaurant, he said he was taking you to the office to discuss your legal defense.
My guess is, he's planning a new Powell contract with the shooters.
We got in the way of that.
- I don't understand.
- Schneider is Powell's only link with the outside.
Webster's testimony, your corroboration, makes you the only people alive who can put the Powell brothers away.
- You mean? - That's right.
Your boyfriend wants Webster dead.
He wants you dead, Lisa.
- Hooker, surveillance team has an Impala at Doc's Motel.
Guy matching the description Lisa gave just walked into unit seven.
- Call a car.
You make the stiff call to the motel.
And then take Lisa over to your place.
Try and occupy her with these mug books and plenty of oranges.
She's coming down.
It'll help the withdrawals.
Lisa, you're gonna go to Stacy's place, you understand? To Stacy's place.
- She's been using for three months.
I never saw the symptoms.
Why? Baby, how did you hide it from me? - It was easy, Daddy.
You only saw Robert, never me.
- Come on, partner, we got a suspect to flush out.
It'll work out, Jim.
There's too much there for it not too.
- Yeah I remember she was five.
At the first day of kindergarten.
She was so proud when I ironed her dress and fixed her hair with the yellow ribbons.
Should have seen those big brown eyes sparkle.
They're ready.
- X Ray 30 to 90.
Put it in, Stacy.
- Roger.
(phone ringing) - Hello? - Is that you, Doc Honey? - Yeah, what's happening? Now I wonder, who is this fine woman I be talking to? - Throw it down or say goodbye, killer.
- [Hooker.]
Stacy, we might have gotten lucky.
It seemed Doc was a photo buff.
We found albums in his motel room filled with pictures of him and his friends.
- [Stacy.]
You want me to take Lisa to my place now? - [Hooker.]
Right, meet me there.
I want Lisa to take a look at Doc's photos and see if she can ID this Titus we're looking for.
- I don't know nothing.
- Yeah, you just drove the car, we know that.
But you've been hung out to dry.
All I want is a name, the man with you.
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- I'm talking about Titus! Where is he? - Titus who? - You're gonna ride this thing for Norman Powell? Norman rolled over on you, you gonna do that? Get in.
(light music) Can you hang on a little while longer, Lisa? Look at these pictures.
- I'll try.
- Can I get you anything, Lisa? - Look at you.
Hype, you're strung out hype.
- That's right.
Right now I'll give my life for a fix but you wouldn't understand that now, would you? - Why are you saying these things to me? I love you! - You love Robert! And you loved momma but never me! Momma died giving me life and you've never been able to forgive me for that.
(somber music) - Maybe this will help.
- It's not true, Hooker, I never felt that.
- Well why don't you try telling her that? - You've had enough, Lisa.
Let us take you to the hospital.
- No, let me finish.
I wanna do this, please.
- She's in such terrible pain.
- Maybe she's trying to prove something.
- It's been two weeks since I last spoke to my father.
Guess I was furious at him for not letting me go.
God how it must hurt not to have someone to hold on to.
- [Lisa.]
This could be him.
I'm sure this is him.
- Are you positive? - There's no question that's him.
- Try Jackson.
- He's got a Titus Jackson, - [Romano.]
You have a suspect? - Set up roll call for a briefing.
- How's Lisa? - He's doing fine, Jim.
Stacy will take her to the hospital.
(coughing) (somber music) - When you see Robert, tell him that I'm very proud.
That I love him very much.
(coughing) - We've got a killer to take down.
(phone ringing) - [Titus.]
Yeah? - [Stacy.]
Titus Jackson? - Yeah.
- [Stacy.]
This is the police.
We have you surrounded, do exactly as I tell you.
(cocking) (tires screeching) (guns firing) (uptempo music) (siren blaring) (gun firing) (gun firing) (guns firing) (guns firing) - Give up Titus! There's no way out but the hard way.
You're done, man, it's over.
You hear me, Titus? Do you hear me? (gun firing) (somber music) Damn shame if you die.
We have a hell of a case on you.
(light music) I think we proved that if we put enough manpower on the right place at the right time and keep them there long enough, you can knock down the unsolved homicide rate.
At least that's what us volunteers are doing here, right? (applause) - 48 hours, you wanna believe I'm not even tired? I guess this morning watch thing can work.
You put a weeks worth in one shot.
- Bet you could use a few days sleep.
- Not really.
I'm making lunch for my father.
I told him to use his key if he beats me to the apartment.
How's that for an adjustment? - Wrapped, 45 minutes to spare.
Can I give you a ride to the airport? - I'm not going.
- What, I thought you said you were gonna go down there and see your boy, - Hey, Robert will understand.
I have a daughter here who needs me a whole lot more right now.
Look, it's really been good working with you again.
- You need anything, anytime.
- I know.
Thanks a lot, my friend.
(light music) - Operator, direct call wire.
They could charge to my home number 5553012.
Chrissy! How's my girl? Oh, oh everything's fine.
I'm just calling you 'cause I wanted to tell you I was thinking about you and I want you to know how much daddy loves you.
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