06x16 - North Hollywood Division

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FEMALE DISPATCHER ON RADIO: One-Adam-. One-Adam-, a in progress.

One-Adam-, handle code .

[SIREN WAILING]

Jim. See you a second?

You got that information on Malloy?

No. I'm still working on it.

Public Affairs Division's been houndin' me. I gotta have it by tonight.

I'll have it there. Don't worry about it.

I won't. That part's up to you.

-Wanna talk about it? -About what?

Whatever problem Mac just laid on you?

-It's aboutThe b*at. -Our b*at?

No. TheLAPD b*at Magazine.

[CHUCKLES] Mac want you to stand on the corner and sell it?

Worse. Write for it.

Oh! How'd you get yourself into that?

I volunteered. At least Mac thinks I did.

As a matter of fact, I guess I did.

What kind of an article are you writing?

It's not really an article. It's a profile.

You know what that is, right?

Yeah. Who's the subject?

You.

[g*nshots]

[TIRES SQUEAL]

[SIREN WAILING]

One-Adam-. In pursuit of blue ' Ford sedan,

License -- Ocean-Sam-George,

east out on Whitsett.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

MALE DISPATCHER:One-Adam-, what is the vehicle wanted for?

One-Adam-. Possible with sh*ts fired at the gas station

Whitsett and Union.

REED: East on Fillmore.

One-Adam-, roger. All units, One-Adam- is east on Fillmore.

REED: Freeze!

All right, throw your car keys out the window.

[KEYS JINGLE]

Keep your hands clear, and get out of the car.

Let's go! Move!

Lie flat on the ground. Face down. Arms straight out.

-Look, I didn't do nothin'. -Keep your arms out.

Get up and show me some identification.

All I have is a temporary license.

Daniel Wilson, huh?

That's right.

-Is this your correct address? -Yeah, that's it.

Put out a and show us code .

Okay. You wanna tell us what went on back there?

You mean back at the service station?

That's right. The place where the sh*ts went off and you came

flying out burning rubber.

Officer, if you think I tried to hold the guy up, you're wrong.

That pump jockey fired at me. He tried to k*ll me.

Why would he do that?

Look, he fired the sh*ts, not me.

If you want to know why he did it, why don't you go back and ask him?

We will. Turn around and put your hands behind your back. Palms together.

[BELL DINGS]

-He do the sh**ting? -Yeah. Fired three slugs.

Apparently all misses.

When am I gonna got that back?

-We'll just hold it a while. -That's him, the dude sittin' in the car.

He ran off without paying me. He's your criminal.

If that's the way it was, he's guilty of petty theft.

-How much did he take? -A dollar's worth.

-You're lucky. -That he didn't steal more?

That you're such a lousy sh*t.

If you'd k*lled him you'd be charged with m*rder.

You gotta be puttin' me on.

You mean to tell me, some clown comes in here and steals from me,

I don't have a right to protect myself?

With a g*n I legally own.

Under these circumstances, that's exactly what I'm tellin' you.

Then what did I buy the g*n for?

I think that's one of the questions the judge is going to ask you.

Judge?

[STUTTERING] You mean I'm legally guilty of something?

as*ault with a deadly w*apon.

We'll take care of the attendant. We'll take care of him.

Says he lost his whole paycheck in a poker game.

Needed a dollar's worth of gas to get home.

Don't you have any credit cards?

No. I lost my wallet last week.

I really been havin' a bad streak.

I don't know how you figure, mister. You could have gotten k*lled here.

Maybe your luck's changing.

How come I had to make out the report?

Because you're the writer, Shakespeare.

Oh, okay.

Tell me something, Jim, why me?

Your tenth anniversary with the department is coming up soon.

Mac figured it would be good for the morale of the division

to have a story about it inThe b*at. Someone had to write it up.

-You could have said no. -I did!

[CHUCKLES] Mac said if I didn't do it, he'd assign it to Wells.

-I thought you'd rather have me do it. -You're right, I would.

[RADIO CHATTERS]

I'll talk to Mac and get him to cancel it out.

Hey, don't do that.

You're not supposed to know! Mac figured you wouldn't like it.

Mac's right.

It's nothing to be ashamed of. Ten years in the department.

I'm not ashamed of it. I just don't like making a big deal out of it.

Ten years on the job isn't exactly like winning the Medal of Valor.

Did you ever write before?

Sure. I wrote an article on the school paper once.

-Really? -Yeah.

-What did you write about? -"What I Want to do When I Grow Up."

-What did you want to be? -A fireman.

[MALLOY CHUCKLES]

FEMALE DISPATCHER: One-Adam-, One-Adam-, see the woman.

A , possible lion in a backyard. East Locksley.

Code .

One-Adam-, roger.

One-Adam-, on our last call, verify, did you say "lion?"

One-Adam-, roger. Lion. Lincoln-Ida-Ocean-Nora.

One-Adam-, roger.

He did it. He said he would do it and he did it.

What's this about a lion?

In his back yard. Scared poor Herbie here to death.

[LION ROARING]

He's not in now.

Never is when that lion's roaring. Maybe it scared him, too.

You be careful, that animal sounds ferocious.

We will. You wait here.

MAN: What's goin' on here, officers?

I'm Abner Hempel. This is my property.

I haven't broken any laws.

We had a complaint in this address.

Mrs. Turman called you about the lion, didn't she?

That's right.

With that infernal roaring, I can't hear myself think. Be right back.

-[SWITCH FLICKS] -[ROARING STOPS]

Come on in. It's okay now.

-There. -What is all this stuff, Mr. Hempel?

I had to do it. There was no other way to shut that dog up.

I haven't had a wink of sleep since I moved in here two weeks ago.

-You mean the poodle next door? -Spoiled rotten.

Cries night and day.

Did you talk to her about it?

Sure, she said it was her dog.

He's all she's got and if he wanted to cry that was his business.

So you decided to get yourself a lion.

I went down to the zoo and recorded lion roars.

Then I rigged up this rope to the bushes, so when I pull it,

the bushes wiggle.

Told her I bought a lion who hated poodles.

[CHUCKLES] Did the dog stop barking?

He hasn't made a sound in two days.

Trouble is, the recording of the lion is driving me crazy.

It's worse than Herbie.

What do you think I ought to do?

Have you tried making friends with the dog? Maybe he'll respond to a man.

You think I'd have any success getting that poodle to stop barking?

You just got a lion to stop roaring.

Wow! I see you got that lion to stop roaring.

We didn't. He did.

Oh, you must have quite a knowledge of animals.

They seem to like me. Particularly dogs.

Particularly dogs?

I was a mailman for years, never got bit once.

Then why haven't you ever offered to help me with Herbie?

I can't stand his barking all the time.

[MRS. TURMAN MIMICS BARKING]

Why didn't you ask me?

How could I, with you always yelling at him?

I thought you didn't like dogs.

Why don't you two... You three, go inside and talk it over?

I'd like that.

[HERBIE WHINES]

Oh, it's all right. Mr. Hempel's a widower, you know.

But what about his lion?

What about it, Mr. Hempel?

Oh, I'll take it back to the pet shop tomorrow.

Wouldn't want anything scaring our Herbie, would we?

[MRS. TURMAN AND MR. HEMPEL LAUGH]

[EXHALES]

One-Adam-, clear.

FEMALE DISPATCHER: One-Adam-, clear.

You lonesome for the sound of a female voice?

Why?

You just cleared us five minutes ago.

[CHUCKLES] Oh, yeah. I guess I was thinking about the article.

Don't let it spook you. Relax.

You're right.

Just make sure it's perfect.

Look, Pete, you're supposed to be helping me.

After all, the article is about you.

Okay. What do you wanna know?

I'm not sure. Mac says Public Affairs wants it simple.

Things I know about you.

I guess it's more of a biography than a profile.

-You mean like where I was born? -Yeah. Seattle.

Detroit.

No kidding? I've never heard you talk about Detroit.

I didn't hang around there too long.

We moved to Seattle when I was nine months old.

[CAR HORN HONKING CONTINUOUSLY]

There.

You wanted something to write about?

Stay here and watch my style.

[INDISTINCT]

[HORN STOPS HONKING]

FEMALE DISPATCHER: One-Adam-. One-Adam-. See the woman.

A , family dispute, West Normandie.

-[CAR HORN HONKS] -One-Adam-, roger.

Oh, thanks, partner.

You were showing great style.

-Sorry they had to cramp it. -They?

We got a over on Normandy.

MALLOY: Okay, folks, move on. Please.

[MAN AND WOMAN ARGUING]

[DOORBELL RINGS]

MAN: What do you want?

Poice officers. Would you open the door, please?

Okay, it's open. What do you want?

We got a call to see a lady here.

Anything you got to say to my old lady you can say to me.

WOMAN: I want 'em in here, Joe.

My name's on the deed to this house, big as yours.

Okay, why not? Maybe you guys can straighten her out.

I'm Helen Dugan. I called you.

I'm Officer Malloy, this is my partner, Officer Reed. What's the problem?

There's no problem here that concerns anyone but her and me.

Your wife called us, Mr. Dugan. We'd like to hear what she has to say.

If you don't mind listenin' to the garbage she's gonna lay on you.

Why did you call the police?

I want you to arrest my husband.

If she says I hit her, she's a liar.

She was out till : this morning

and those bruises are from falling down drunk.

In fact, she even did this. Look at that, will you?

And please don't put your hands on me.

Why don't you sit down in that chair and stay put, mister?

[SCOFFS]

Now, what's the problem, Mrs. Dugan?

-You got a cigarette? -No, ma'am, I don't. Sorry.

We've been married years. The last have been pure misery.

Ah! The first two were no walk in the daisies either.

In all that time, he's worked maybe a month.

Mrs. Dugan, we can't arrest a man for not working.

That's what I told her.

Not workin's the least of it.

If you spent half your life betting on horses,

and the other half chasin' women, you wouldn't have any time to work either.

Hey, why don't you change your number?

I've been listening to that one for years.

And the kids. He's always yelling at the kids.

It's for their own good. Kids get away with too much nowadays.

Hear that? Aren't you two gonna do anything at all?

Mrs. Dugan, I think your business is with a lawyer not us.

You're right. I'll grab everything. Half of this stuff is mine.

But in the meantime, I want him busted. Get him out of here.

We told you. We can't arrest him without a reason.

He hasn't done anything illegal.

He hasn't, huh?

[SHOUTS] Are you nuts?

You got no search warrant.

It's her house. She can open the drawer if she wants to.

What about this? Now does he go to jail?

Yes, he does. And so do you.

-What? -For possession of narcotics.

My children. What about them?

We'll take them into protective custody

until the court makes a disposition.

-You can't do that to my kids. -We didn't, Mrs. Dugan. You did.

One-Adam-, clear.

FEMALE DISPATCHER: One-Adam-, roger.

Let's see.

You say you were nine months old when you moved to Seattle?

That's right. Of course I didn't get involved in any real dynamite action

until some time later.

What kind of books do you like?

Wouldn't you rather hear about the little red-headed girl in the second grade?

I don't think so.

How about the time in high school I made a bet

I could eat pounds of bananas in minutes.

-Did you win? -No. But it was a pretty interesting half hour.

Pete, why don't you just give me the straight story of your life?

I don't know, Jim. The sort of the cops who readThe b*at aren't too rugged.

The exciting parts might be too much for them.

It's a chance we'll have to take.

Why don't you call Mac and back out?

Tell him you don't want to be a famous writer.

Okay. Maybe he can still get Wells to write it.

[CAR SPEEDING AWAY]

REED: This must be our day.

[SIREN WAILING]

One-Adam- in pursuit of a gold Chevrolet.

License --, Ida-Sam-Ocean, wanted for speed only.

MALE DISPATCHER: All units on all frequencies, stand by.

One-Adam- is in pursuit. One-Adam-, what is your location?

South on Dunkirk, passing La Brea.

One-Adam- north on Dunkirk passing La Brea,

in pursuit of a blue Chevrolet, golden color.

California license --, Ida-Sam-Ocean.

East on Crenshaw from Dunkirk.

One-Adam- now east on Crenshaw from Dunkirk.

One-Adam-, be advised. Your suspect and vehicle were involved

in a of a liquor store that just occurred.

Suspect is armed with a*t*matic.

One-Adam-, roger. East on Orchid from nd.

One-Adam- is east on Orchid from nd.

My partner's in foot pursuit of suspect in the block, nd Street.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

He went into the garage across the street.

One-Adam-. Be advised suspect hiding in garage

at East nd street.

Roger, One-Adam-.

All units in the vicinity, be advised suspect from at the liquor store

is now hiding in the garage at North nd Street.

Switch the channel.

We've been trying to talk him out, Mac, with no results.

-Is anyone in the house? -We haven't seen any movement at all.

Reed, you better stop that car.

Hold it. You can't go down this street.

We have a robbery suspect trapped in a garage.

I live in this block. Where is it?

Right here.

That's my house!

You are just going to have to get out of here while we handle it.

Is anybody home?

No. I live there alone.

-Does that control your garage door? -Yes, it does.

Can you give it to me?

All right, now I want you to back up around the next corner and wait.

What have you got?

My Official LAPD garage door opener.

-The lady I stopped lives there. -Okay.

You and Malloy move in close and cover that door.

I'll open it when you're ready.

MACDONALD ON SPEAKERS: All right, this is your last chance.

Come on out.

REED: Freeze! Drop the g*n!

Come on, step out here.

Get down on the ground.

Put your arms out to the side.

[SIGHS]

What did Mac have to say?

He still want you to finish the article on me by tonight?

No. They're not gonna run the article.

[CHUCKLES] Why not? Because you didn't make the deadline?

They claim they've got something more interesting to put in that space.

[SCOFFS] More interesting? What?

A picture of the new police station.

That station isn't even built yet.

I know. This is just the architect's drawing.

You know, with the trees and shrubberies and all that jazz.

How about that?

A picture of a police station is more interesting that the story of my life?

At least the whole thing wasn't a total loss.

I mean, I don't have to spend my whole life thinking you weren't born in Seattle?