(guys clap and cheer)
(sports announcer announcing)
(guys talking)
- [Sports Announcer]
: to go.
- [Teen] We're gonna
need hockey sticks.
- [Sports Announcer] Bob
Miller with Nick Nickson.
Kings are up six-three.
- You know I had
tickets to this game.
Twelfth row, right
in the corner.
- This game?
Wow, you're missing a goodie.
- Yeah, but I can
go anytime I want.
Just call up the
front office and--
- [Tad and friends] Boom!
- Boom?
- Get the pucks all the time.
But the crowds, you
know, and the parking.
And after you've been to
more than games, it's--
(phone rings)
- Principal Barlett's office.
Yeah, okay.
Alan's on the car phone.
He's here with that new guy.
Toss my dad's keys,
I'll go let him in.
- Yeah, Alan found a new
customer we're checking out.
Doug Norberg, does
anybody know him?
- No.
- You know guys like us, we have
to be a little
careful, you know?
- [Troy] Right.
- Oh! Iceman, yeah!
- [Troy] I love that man!
- Yeah!
- Steve Kasper!
- Yeah!
(guys clapping)
- [Tad] Whoa!
Hey, hey, hey, Kevin.
The Iceman just tied it up.
- Oh!
- What, he scored again?
I got to get my old man to
pay him some more money.
- Your old man owns that team?
- Everyone, everyone,
this is Doug.
Doug, this is everyone.
That is Troy.
That is Tad, and that is Todd.
- Hey, the T-men!
- What's up?
- I can't believe I said that.
- The T-men?
- Yeah, I don't know
what came over me.
- Hey, I had great
tickets to this game.
- [Sports Announcer] He tried
to go up high, glove side,
but Healey right there to
spear it, a spectacular save--
- I heard that you wanted
to buy a half a pound.
- Yeah.
If you can handle it.
- Hey, wait a second.
I want to see the
Channel Newsroom.
- [Alan and Kevin]
Oh, no, no, come on.
- [Newscaster] That's with %
of the precincts reporting.
Once again, Proposition ,
the so-called Substance
Abuse Initiative--
(everyone groans)
- Wait, wait, wait a second.
- [Newscaster] On
the local front,
Channel projects a
winner in the mayoral race.
After years in
the city council,
Michael Davis will step up.
- Hey!
- Yeah, all right!
- [Troy and Alan]
Four more years!
Oh, four more years, boom!
Four more years, oh!
Four more years, boom!
Four more years, oh!
- My fellow citizens,
fellow citizens.
Here's one for dear old dad.
- Hey!
- Yes
- Let's here it for
the mayor's son!
Come on give him a hand.
- [Tad] Nah, nah, nah, nah.
(Tad's friends clap)
- Bravo!
- Whoa, yeah!
- Let's just get
down to business.
About that half a pound.
(" Jump Street Theme"
by Holly Robinson)
? We never thought we'd
find a place where we belong
? Don't have to stand alone
? We'll never let you fall
? Don't need permission
to decide what you believe
? Oh, I said jump
? Down on Jump Street
? I said jump
? Down on Jump Street
? Your friends will be there
when your back is to the wall
? You'll find you'll need us
? 'Cause there's
no one else to call
? When it was hopeless a
decision's what you need
? You gotta be ready to
? Be ready to jump
? Jump Street
- Good morning, Harry.
You okay, Harry?
- Great morning, Captain.
You know, if we would all
take time out every once
in a while to appreciate
life's bounties,
this world would
be a better place.
- Date went well last
night, huh, Harry?
- Mmm.
- Date must've went real well.
- Captain.
The kid we've been
working on the--
- Hanson.
Have you taken a moment
to appreciate life's many
bounties this fine morning?
- He's Davis's kid.
- What? Davis?
The Davis?
Thorn in our butt from
day one, Mayor Davis?
- He's a major dealer.
- How major?
- Major major, Captain.
- No, no.
We bust a mayor's
son, first word
out of his mouth
will be entrapment.
- Well, you know we
can't blow it off.
- All right.
This gotta be by
the book, airtight.
And you better stay away
from the kid's house
because his father has not
forgotten you or Penhall.
- It'll be clean.
- And Hanson, make sure
you got the right kid...
for the right reasons.
- Captain.
- Yeah.
So hey, this case I'm on.
Three guesses who the
dealer turns out to be.
- Would I know him?
- Yeah.
- Know him like I know Penhall
or like I know Dan Quayle.
- How do you know Dan Quayle?
- Just tell me
who it is already.
- No, you have to guess.
Tad Davis.
- As in--
- As in he's trying to sell
us half a pound of blow.
- Does anyone know
about this at City Hall?
I'm gonna give you three guesses
what hits the fan if
you continue this case.
- Listen, just because
he's some big sh*t's kid
doesn't mean he's above the law.
What are you worried about?
- I'm worried about you.
Listen, Davis isn't
gonna thank Jump Street
because you bust his kid.
He's gonna want
to blame somebody,
and it certainly isn't
gonna be himself.
You may win this battle,
but you know who's
gonna win the w*r.
(golfcarts humming)
(Penhall screaming)
- Oh!
(Tad's friends cheer)
(Penhall cheers)
(tires squeaking)
(Penhall screams)
(Tad laughs)
- Oh! Oh!
(tires squeaking)
- I want you! (laughs)
(golf carts crunch)
- Oh!
- Time out!
- Hey!
- Hey, why don't you go
sweep somewhere else, huh?
- Don't ever do that again!
(serious dramatic music)
Do we like this guy?
- It's your call.
- All right.
Let's do it tomorrow.
- Tomorrow.
(Harry sighs deeply)
- [Sal] Harry.
Hey.
Harry!
- Huh?
- Harry, are you
getting any sleep?
- Guys, it's nothing like that.
You are peering into
the face of love.
- Oh my god.
- She's very special.
We fit together
like hand and glove.
- That sounds kind of sexual.
- That's disgusting.
- She stimulates
me intellectually.
- Stimulates.
- Intellectually.
- All night.
- [Penhall] Wow!
Hummina, hummina,
hummina, hummina.
- Ah, if this is the angel
of death, take me now.
- Hi, Harry.
- Hi, what a surprise.
I'd like you to meet everyone.
My roommate Doug, Tom,
Sal, and Captain Fuller.
- Hello.
- This is Bobbie.
- Hi, Bobbie.
- Hi, Bobbie, I'm Doug.
- There's a screening
tonight at the art museum,
early French surrealist films.
- Oh, Cocteau?
- [Bobbie] Care to join me?
- [Harry] Of course.
- Great.
Where's the ladies' room?
- You go down there
and to the right.
- [Hanson] Can I get some
fries with that shake?
- [Captain Fuller]
A large order.
- Boy, is my
intellect stimulated.
- I knew it.
Why is it because
a woman is shapely,
you assume she's not good
for anything but sex?
It disgusts me.
- I feel shame.
- Me too.
- Oh, yeah, yeah, I feel it.
- Listen, I'll get
Doug and we'll meet you
at your car after
class, all right?
- All right.
I've got what he wants.
- Tad.
You ready?
- I'm sorry.
I had to go with
my dad last night.
He gave the key to the
city to Clint Eastwood.
- Did you meet him?
- Yeah.
He's very nice, very cool.
- [Teacher] I'd love
to hear about it.
Give me a -page
report by Friday.
- All right, sure, sure.
(knocking on door)
- I met Fred McMurray once.
(Tad laughs)
(School Administrator whispers)
- Tom Stanton.
Your father needs
to speak with you.
- Officer Hanson.
- Yes.
- I'm from Deputy
Chief Mason's office.
I've been instructed
to inform you
that your investigation of
Tad Davis is terminated.
(dramatic synthesizer music)
- [Captain Fuller] So what
exactly is happening Jim?
- Adam, don't get me wrong here.
You're doing a great job.
- Terrific, then let us finish.
- Based on what I
know about the case,
I have to recommend
terminating the investigation.
- (scoffs) Well it's a
little bit late for that.
My officers are probably--
- They've already been informed.
- By who?
- Officers of this office.
- Officers of this office?
Jim, you stepped into my command
without notifying me first?
Wait a minute, hold up.
Let me guess.
- There's been no political
pressure applied from upstairs.
No one outside this department
has anything to do with this.
- Well, now there's a thought
that never crossed my mind.
Jim, we have a clean
case here, and I expect
to be supported by
my superior officers.
- Look, Adam.
You're just gonna
have to let this go.
You can't have it.
(dramatic synthesizer music)
(blues rock music)
- I can't believe
they sat on us.
- Yeah, well, forget it.
- Another
minutes, we had him.
- Haven't you heard, my man,
you cannot fight City Hall.
- He's doing major
business in that school.
- He's an arrogant little nerd.
We can't touch him.
- Yeah, well, maybe
we should deal
with the bureaucrats the
way they deal with us.
- I can't think that sleazy.
(blues rock music)
- Look, our job is to find
the big street connection
at Hammond High, and
Davis is your lead.
Now if this kid gets
swept up with the rest
of the garbage, it's
his own damn fault.
- Very impressive, Captain.
(car honks)
- What the hell happened
to you guys yesterday, huh?
Where the hell were you Stanton?
- Hey, hey, hey, man, his
dad pulled him out of school.
Nothing happened.
It didn't go down.
- My mom was sick.
- No big deal, relax.
We can do it right now.
- No forget it, I
don't wanna do it now.
- I knew you'd wimp out.
- How's this for wimping out?
I want to buy a pound.
- You can't get grand.
- Let me ask you something.
Why do you need so much?
You better not be thinking
about dealing at this school.
- It's a lot bigger world
than just this school.
- All right, let
me talk to a guy.
(sexy saxophone music)
- What's the matter?
- Bobbie...
We've said so much to each
other about so many things.
But there's one thing
I want you to know.
- Don't tell me you're a
closet dialectical materialist.
(Harry laughs)
- I've never told any
woman this before--
(door opens)
? Ay, salami-ah
It's Tuesday, right?
Oh!
I'm leaving.
I'm really sorry.
- No, it's late.
- No, no.
- I'll leave.
- No, no, you.
You stay.
- But I don't want
to impose on anybody.
- We'll both stay.
You won't even know I'm here.
I'll just...
I promise.
Okay, good, good, do that.
- What were you gonna say?
(TV clicks on)
(TV crowd cheering)
- Maybe we should wait.
- No, no, please tell me.
- Okay, I know we've only
gone out a few weeks,
and I don't wanna rush
anything, but I feel compelled.
I care so much--
- [Wrestling Announcer]
Don't let emotion
get the best of you Perry.
Lawler knows how to hide it!
- I mean what I'm
trying to say is...
Words just--
(wrestling announcer yelling)
- Ooh, a suplex!
- [Wrestling Announcer]
One, two, three!
(TV crowd cheers)
That's the three!
- You know this is a record.
We actually spent
a whole evening
without you mentioning
work even once.
How did you do that?
- Mm hmm.
- You're still at
Hammond, aren't you?
- Yeah.
- I thought Fuller was supposed
to pull you out of there.
- How do you know that?
That's police business.
- You're going after
the son of the one man
in this city who can nail you.
- The kid is moving
a ton of dr*gs.
- So are hundreds of other
dealers in this city.
- Yeah, and you wouldn't
pull me off of them.
- This guy's gonna
eat you alive.
- You have such
confidence in me.
(inquisitive synth music)
- [Penhall] You
think that's the guy?
- We're getting close.
(moves to suspenseful music)
(slow dramatic music)
(phone dial tone drones)
(disconnected tone beeps)
(phone receiver hangs up)
(knocking on door)
- [Mayor Davis] Tad,
we need to talk.
- Just a second, Dad.
Hey, what's up?
I was just getting
ready for bed.
- I was just told
that your school is
under investigation
for narcotics.
And there's talk
that you're involved.
And don't lie to me.
Are you doing dr*gs?
- No way, Dad, come on.
I swear.
- If you're in trouble,
let's get some help.
- Well, come on, Dad, what
do I know about dr*gs?
I know some kids in
school who do them,
but I don't need that stuff.
- Listen, Tad, I know
we haven't had much
of a chance to talk and I just--
- I know, Dad, I know.
Your door's open for me.
I know that.
- Okay.
- All right, listen, I'll
see you in the morning, okay?
- All right.
- Good night.
- Night, Dad.
(Tad exhales strongly)
- Yes, sir.
- [Penhall] Board of Rights?
- They want me to
explain why Tad Davis is
still under police surveillance.
- He's not.
- Yeah, we're playing our game.
It's just, we're after a
street connection, right?
- Oh look, guys, I'm not
gonna buy our own B.S.
The truth is we were in
there to nail Tad Davis.
- You're talking like
this is a frame-up,
like he's some innocent kid.
- The truth is he's one
of the biggest dealers
in the school, even if
he is the pope's son.
- You know these
people, they have
to play the game until they win.
So they become the players,
the refs, the whole game.
We're nothing but spectators.
- Captain Fuller,
you are charged with improperly
deploying police resources
for personal reasons, and you
have presented no evidence
that would persuade us
that the surveillance
of the mayor's son was
not personally motivated.
Therefore, it is the
decision of this board
to hereby suspend you
as a police officer
without pay for a
period of days.
(heavy dramatic music)
(office phones ring)
(office staff chatting)
- Hey, I can't believe
what they did to Fuller.
- Believe it.
- We gotta do something.
- You know, when I was in the
toilet over at Intelligence,
it was Fuller who pulled me out.
- Yeah, when I almost
lost my gig, he was there.
- Fuller's the only one
paying for what we all wanted.
Are you gonna be okay with that?
- No, get out of town.
- I swear to god, he was a narc.
That's why they pulled
him from school.
- Here.
- It's unbelievable, man.
- What do you got?
- Hey, trip aces.
- Ah, thief.
- Well no wonder he dogged
me on that buy then.
- Hey, my old man found out
that he was a narc, and--
- [Tad and friends] Boom!
- He was gone.
Which proves my theory that
on the old stepladder of life,
cops are still waiting
for the bottom rung, ho!
- Couldn't agree with you more.
- Guys, we have got
to party, big time!
- If you would set me
up with that pound, Tad,
I could contribute to the party.
- Then I will just
have to call Jack.
(Troy laughs)
- Oh!
(car sirens on TV)
(TV remote click)
(cowboy g*n sh*ts)
(TV remote click)
(big band swing music)
(TV clicks off)
(Harry sighs)
- New luggage, Harry?
- Listen, Doug.
Oh, man.
Look if you stay here
for another night,
there's a good chance I might
strangle you in your sleep.
I don't wanna do that.
- Yeah, then I would have
to arrest you afterwards,
and it'd be real nasty
for everybody involved.
- (sighs) Look, I'm
really sorry, man.
- Don't worry about it.
I got plenty of places to stay.
(blues rock music)
(grocery cart rattling)
(blues rock music)
- [Stranger] Good morning.
- Where am I?
- My apartment.
- Who are you?
- I'm Randy.
(Penhall grunts)
- This looks like my old place.
Is this Cedar Place?
- Yes, it is.
- I used to live here.
This is, this is my old place.
- Oh, so that explains why
you were pounding on my door
at : in the morning,
yelling, "I'm home."
- Yeah, I guess.
I must've really tied one on.
Randy...
Did we, I mean...
What exactly
happened last night?
- Coffee?
- Randy.
- Nothing, you were such a
mess, I slept on the couch.
Cream and sugar?
- Yeah, sure.
This place looks really great.
- You like it?
- You really did a lot with it.
Oh, hey, would it be all
right if we ate breakfast
in the, in the, on the table?
- Absolutely.
- Okay.
- So what made you so upset
you landed at my doorstep.
- I've always depended on
the kindness of strangers.
- You make an interesting
Blanche DuBois.
(Doug laughs)
- Well, Dorothy, my girlfriend,
she kicked me out
a little while ago.
And ever since then I'd been
living on my friend's couch.
- Till last night when
he kicked you out too.
- I don't know what it is.
I'm a decent, nice guy.
Till not so long ago,
Dorothy was like,
thought I was the best
thing since deep dish.
- Maybe she still does.
- Maybe.
I haven't phoned her.
I haven't talked to her.
I really miss her.
- Sounds like two people
who love each other
but can't communicate.
Did you ever really try
talking to her about her needs?
- Needs?
Well...
We yelled a lot.
You really know a lot about
this kind of stuff, don't you?
- When your heart's been
broken as many times
as mine, you get the hang of it.
Why don't you go see her?
- Yeah, maybe I will.
- Hi.
- Hi.
You were supposed to come
over last night, remember?
- Right, sorry.
You want a cup of coffee?
- Yeah, sure.
- Hey...
You know Fuller got
suspended yesterday.
You called it.
- It was an easy call.
- None of us knew about it.
Jackie, when we got
pulled off this case,
it wasn't because you
told Davis, was it?
- I didn't tell Davis.
- But you told someone.
- I told my boss.
I just wanted to stop this
before somebody got hurt,
before you got hurt.
- You betrayed my confidence.
- Don't say that.
- Is Davis gonna give you a
promotion for helping his kid?
- No, no he's not.
I was just trying to keep you
from ruining your
career, all right?
Tom, don't walk away from me.
- You sold me out,
and my captain got
suspended because of it.
- That's exactly what I was
trying to prevent if you hadn't
been so damned self-righteous
about the whole thing.
- Let me tell you something.
If you want to play political
games with Davis, fine.
But I don't do
business like that.
(dramatic synth music)
(Kevin laughs)
- She was unbelievable.
Unbelievable.
- I know, man, you got
me jealous this, Kev.
- Hey, I know that.
- I know you know.
You're mama told me.
- I know that.
- [Troy] Been here before?
- [Tad] You animals,
take your shoes off.
- This is your dad's house?
- Yeah, see what a little
hard work can get you?
- I guess him being
the mayor and all,
he's not around a lot, right?
- No, actually he is.
He's got an office in the back.
You wanna check it out?
- Oh no, no, that's okay.
You seen one mayor's desk,
you've seen them all.
- Nick, Kevin.
Babe, (laughs) you
guessed it pal, yeah.
Around o'clock and call
the g*ng from the Heartbreak.
Thank you.
- I'm telling you
this guy is connected.
We're gonna have
people here tonight
with just phone calls, watch.
- Party?
What about his parents?
- My parents are
leaving for the weekend.
That's why Norma Jean is
coming out of the closet.
- Ah, Norma Jean at noon.
Man, this is gonna be historic.
- Abso-frickin'-lutely.
We're talking
total obliteration,
babes that stick
to you like Velcro.
Just a variety of fun folks.
(Kevin laughs)
- Can I get another beer?
- Yeah, sure,
kitchen's downstairs.
Bring some sandwich
stuff back with you?
- Sure.
Your father won't mind, right?
- I don't even
think he's around.
Okay, boys.
- Thank you.
- Tad!
Tad, listen, we're leaving
as soon as the car gets here,
so take care of the house, okay?
- Mm.
- All right.
- Oh, Tad, by the way...
Tad?
Oh, we got a good sh*t.
(doorbell rings)
It's about time.
Marian, car's here, let's go.
(radio rock music)
- Where's the beers, Douglas?
- And the sandwich stuff.
(Tad and friends laugh)
- It's all cleaned out.
- Ah, geez, you'd
think the old lady
would hit the store
once in a while.
- Hey, man, we gotta get
the stuff for the blowout.
Here.
- I'll go make a food run, okay?
- See you later, Douglas.
(light tiptoeing music)
- Marian...
The car's here, let's go.
(light tiptoeing music)
Marian?
(light tiptoeing music)
Where the hell is everybody?
(light tiptoeing music)
- Yeah, well, I'm
surprised you went ahead
with this without
talking to me first.
- Well, you know,
we just wanted to--
- You were making up
for my being suspended.
- Cap, I'll bet a week's
pay that this dealer, Jack,
is gonna be at Tad's
bash this weekend.
Now I think that's our
chance to nail him.
- Penhall, you won't
have a week's pay
to bet if you
continue with this.
Look, I understand what
you guys are trying
to do, and I appreciate it.
But I want you to
drop this case.
I'm not gonna sit back and
give Davis the satisfaction
of throwing your careers down
the stinkhole after mine.
(intensely dramatic synth music)
(Partier yells)
(' s rock music)
- Hey, man, how's
it hanging, guy?
Ah, Debbie, Debbie.
Mm, mm, you have not looked
so good since yesterday.
Ah, my man.
- This thing is hard.
- Thank you very much.
Hey look, man, the metal is down
in the basement, so
have a good time.
All right, there you are.
- Hey, where's Tad?
He was supposed to give us
some of that good stuff.
- I don't know, but
I'll go find him.
I think he's up in his
dad's room with Lana.
- Ah ha.
(' s rock music plays faintly)
(knocks on door)
Hey look, I'm sorry if
I'm interrupting, pal,
but there are a
couple guys out...
Tad.
Yo, Tad!
Where the hell is he?
(intense synth music building)
(knocking on door)
(plucking guitar music on radio)
- Yeah.
- Can I come in?
- Yeah.
(Mayor Davis sighs)
- I'm really sorry about
your son, Mayor Davis.
- Thank you.
All I wanted to do
was protect him, but.
- Yeah.
- You get caught up
in these big things,
playing Daddy, playing mayor...
Playing God.
All I wanted to do
was protect my family.
That's very important to me.
- What I realize is,
nothing more devastating
than losing a child.
- Look, I know that I
don't have any right
to ask you this,
but I need your help.
- What can I do?
- I want the man
who k*lled my son.
- There is no man
who k*lled your son.
- Get the man who
sold him the dr*gs!
Don't say it, don't even hint
that Tad would still be alive
today if I'd let you bust him.
I cannot live with that.
Please.
Just help me.
You can have your job back.
You can have whatever you want.
Just get the dope
off the streets
so that no father
has to suffer...
What I've gone through.
(soft dramatic music)
- Okay.
(dramatic synth music)
- [Hanson] Who's the source?
- I don't know, I swear.
- Come on, Troy, you know Jack.
- Maybe.
- Well maybe you can
think a little harder
unless you'd like the idea of
making new friends in jail.
- Jail, what for?
- You're a co-principle.
You're an accessory to m*rder.
- Hey, I didn't
sell him the dr*gs.
- Was Tad your friend?
- Yeah.
- Were you dealing dr*gs?
- [Penhall] Yes.
- He d*ed from those dr*gs.
(pulsing dramatic music)
- Okay, Captain, we're going in.
- All right, all units
prepare to close.
(intercom buzzes)
- [Man] Yeah?
- Yeah, it's Troy
and, and the new guy.
(door buzzes open)
(battering ram clanks)
- Step right in, man.
- Troy Boy, good to see you.
Taking over Tad's business, huh?
- Yeah, yeah.
- Upwardly mobile.
Real shame about Tad.
Hey, live fast, die young.
What's your name?
- Doug.
- Now they get younger
every year. (laughs)
Has he been checked?
- Uh, no.
- Frank.
(Frank pats Penhall down)
I never trust anyone
under , Troy Boy.
- [Frank] Boy's all clean.
- Good work, Troy.
Just kept yourself
from joining Tad.
Douglas, I hear you
want to buy a pound.
- Yeah.
I got the ,
dead presidents.
Troy says you can
handle my order.
- Frank.
- Oh.
- Sad Tad.
Kid thought he ran the world
because his old
man was the mayor.
Hell, his daddy
could've been President.
Wouldn't have made any
difference. (laughs)
(Penhall sighs)
(slow questioning music)
- [Penhall] Nice.
- Colombia's finest.
- All units, close in now.
(suspenseful music)
(g*ns are cocked)
(suspenseful music)
- Pleasure doing
business with you.
- Yeah.
(g*n f*ring)
- Freeze, police!
(pulsing chase music)
- Get stupid, Jack,
and I'm gonna take great
pleasure in blowing you away.
(building suspenseful music)
(office staff chatting)
(office phones ring)
- You're not returning my calls.
- You noticed.
- Don't do this to me.
I think I deserve
more than that.
- What?
- Look, I did it to
protect you, okay?
I know what I did was wrong.
I'm asking you to forgive me.
- I can't.
- I'm sorry you feel that way.
- Yeah, well.
(bittersweet music)
- Hey, Captain.
(Penhall claps)
(officers and staff applaud)
(staff cheers)
(strolling upbeat music)
(melancholic guitar music)
(" Jump Street Theme"
instrumental music)
(triumphant orchestral music)
(smooth electric guitar lick)
03x15 - Fathers and Sons
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Series focuses on a squad of youthful-looking undercover police officers investigating crimes in high schools, colleges, and other teenage venues.
Series focuses on a squad of youthful-looking undercover police officers investigating crimes in high schools, colleges, and other teenage venues.