02x01 - Log 15: Exactly One Hundred Yards

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with chains and knives.

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Reed, Malloy, you get
your school assignment?

Yeah, we're just
getting ready to leave.

Who are we supposed
to see out there?

Well, the principal's
a Mr. Wesley.

His fifth graders wanted to meet
a couple of real live policemen,

so I told him I'd send
him my two best men.

And they had the day
off, so you're sending us.

Take it easy, Reed.

You're stepping
on his punch line.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Well, Reed, how do you
like playing Policeman Bill?

I enjoy it.

Kids ask some sharp questions.

Keeps you on your toes.

Yeah, we're a great team.

I make the introduction,
Reed supplies the answers.

It works out just fine.

Sounds like a perfect
division of labor.

I get a kick out of it, really.

Besides, the more
kids we talk to in school,

the fewer we're going to
have to talk to on the street.

Reed, you got a great
future in this business.

You, uh, going out
for the Games, Sarge?

Only one thing stops
me: the competition.

You're reading my mind.

Look at this guy
here, for instance.

Makes 1967 seem like
an awful long time ago.

Was that the year
you won the shot put?

Yeah. San Diego, 1967.

That was the year the
Olympic Games began, right?

Right.

They've been getting
bigger and better ever since.

Now, this year they're
really expanding.

More than 12 departments
want to compete.

California and Nevada
both. Yeah, I heard.

We're counting on you
for at least one gold medal.

Right, Malloy?

Oh, yeah. At least one.

I'll do my best.

We're going to start
working out tomorrow.

Right, partner?

Tomorrow?

Uh, yeah. Sure. You, Malloy?

Yeah, he's thinking about
entering the high jump.

He is, huh? Keep it under
your hat, will you, Mac?

Oh, don't worry. I mean, I wouldn't
want to scare everybody else out.

Boys and girls, this
is Officer Malloy.

This is Officer Reed.

Today, though,

they're both Policeman Bill.

That's the name the
Police Department has

for its school program.

Its purpose is to help
us get better acquainted.

Officers regularly visit
schools all over the city,

and I think we're fortunate to have
these gentlemen here with us today.

I hope you'll give them
your undivided attention.

I know you will.

Thank you, Mr. Wesley.

Well, you can all relax.

Nobody's going to get arrested.

See, policemen do
a lot of other things

besides just writing
tickets and arresting people.

Yeah, they give speeches.

That's right.

But Officer Reed here is
much better at that than I am.

So why don't you
take over, partner?

Now, one of the things
that a policeman must do

is keep himself in
good physical condition.

Now in that connection,

one of the different
types of activity

might be the Police
Olympic Games.

Officer Malloy and I are
going to begin training tomorrow

for this year's competition.

We're going to be working out

at the high school
down the street.

Hey, mind if we come and
watch? I'm glad to have you.

Actually, we haven't decided
which events we're going to enter,

so tomorrow we'll be doing
a little bit of everything.

Like a decathlon, right?

Yeah, a real homemade decathlon.

We don't set many records,
but we have a lot of fun.

It must be a tremendous relief.

Beg your pardon?

From your daily routine.

You know, from people who call
you Gestapo and Stormtroopers.

Hey, you got a point there.

Jennifer is our expert
on current events.

She's an expert on
just about everything.

Don't believe it? Ask her.

How about you, Jennifer?

Do you think we're
Gestapo or Stormtroopers?

Oh, no, sir.

The world being
what it is today and all,

I think it's fantastic.

I mean, the job
you policemen do,

just fantastic.

Who's that boy?

Name's Tony Niccola.

He's an all right boy.

Kind of hard to reach.

Aw, what's the problem, son?

Don't you want to sit inside?

Me, in a cop car?

You got to be kidding.

I don't blame you.

It's not very
interesting, really.

Just an ordinary black
and white patrol car.

Radio, siren, hotsheet desk,

shotgun rack, you know. Yeah.

Seats are pretty
comfortable, though.

Especially that front one.

Tell you what.

When Jennifer's had her
turn, why don't you check it out?

No. I don't think so.

No, thanks.

Suit yourself.

All right, has
everybody tried it?

Yeah!

All right, it can also be
operated by foot, like this.

Or we can set the
siren automatically.

Now, by flipping this switch,

the device becomes
an outside radio speaker

and a public address system.

For crowd control and riots.

Right, Mike. Saves shouting.

Let's make a radio test call.

One-Adam-12 to Control
One, how do you read this unit?

One-Adam-12, loud and clear.

One-Adam-12, roger.

Mind of I try it?

A police radio
isn't a toy, Michael.

Jennifer's right, Mike.

A police radio is a very
specialized piece of equipment.

To use it properly we have to
learn a whole new language.

For instance, "Code 2" means
respond to the call immediately

without red lights or siren.

Code 3 is an emergency,

and red lights
and siren are used.

It's not a secret,
so why the code?

It saves time.

For an example, "Code 1"
means acknowledge a call,

Code 4: no further help
needed, and so forth.

Wow! What a wagon.

Where do you keep
the shotgun, Bill?

It's down here, and
there's one in the trunk.

I've noticed police cars
have just a fantastic pickup.

Well, they do.

Zero to 60 miles
an hour in 7 seconds

and a top speed of


One-Adam-29, One-Adam-29,

see the man, a 507.

917 Martha Street,
second-floor apartment.

All right, I've told you
about our call sign.

Now can anybody tell
me about One-Adam-29?

Yes, sir.

In the case of One-Adam-29,

the "one" refers to
the central division,

"Adam" of course
meaning a two-man unit,

and "29" the reporting
district within the division.

Is that correct?

Very good, Jennifer.

Straight As.

Yeah, super brain.

Okay, let's say we're referring
to a special detective unit.

The call letter would be K
or "King" instead of "Adam."

Now, each unit would
have its own designation.

What do you call a motorcycle?

A motorcycle is
designated as "Mary."

Mary! A girl's name?

The 507 you heard

means there was a minor
disturbance at the apartment,

maybe somebody
playing their radio too loud.

What's the number for a robbery?


disturbing the peace,

and 484 is theft.

Bill? Yes, Mike?

What do you have
to do to join up?

Mature, Michael, that's what.

Honestly, he's such a clod.

I want to thank you gentlemen
again for coming out today.

They're nice kids,
Mr. Wesley. Well, thank you.

They're pretty excited
about meeting you fellows

at the field tomorrow.

We're looking forward to it.

Will you be visiting another
school today? Not today.

We'll be on patrol the
rest of the afternoon.

Yeah. After a slight delay.

Slashed.

Yeah, this one too.

I don't know what to say.

This is terrible.

The boy I was
talking to earlier, Tony,

he was holding a pocket knife.

You're right.

He was, wasn't he?

Is he a trouble-maker?

Not as a rule.

It's his attitude.

Like his father's.

And we've had our
run-ins with Mr. Niccola.

He's a stubborn man
and not very reasonable.

Right now we'd better
have a talk with Tony.

Of course. I'll be right back.

What did you do
with the knife, Tony?

Look, do you realize what's
involved here, young man?

You not only damaged property,

but you might have
also endangered lives.

He's right, son.

For example, after only


are worn off these
tires, they're changed.

That means a new
set every six weeks.

These tires were brand-new.

Your parents helped pay
for that property, Tony.

Right. And it isn't only
the cost of the tires.

How about the salary for
two idle policemen for an hour?

Now add on the cost of
having a maintenance man

drive out here on a truck
with some new rubber.

All together, the tax payers
are out a pretty heavy chunk.

Plus the fact that we're
not on patrol right now.

That's even more important.

At this very moment there's
a neighborhood near here

that's partially unprotected,

all because some thoughtless
kid slashed our tires.

But there were a lot of
kids hanging around here.

A whole bunch of guys!

But you had the knife.

Are you going to take me in

because you think I had a knife?

We know you had it. We saw it.

And you cut those
tires, now admit it!

How about it, son?

Honest, I swear I didn't do it!

Please, won't
anybody believe me?

The man says he's
not guilty, partner.

Yeah. So I heard.

Well, one thing at least.

The business with our tires
made for a short afternoon.

Personally, I'll take a longer
afternoon and less paperwork.

Funny thing.

I'm still not sure the
Niccola kid cut our tires.

Hard to convince, aren't you.

Well, it's just that
he seems so honest.

I can usually tell
when a kid's lying.

Usually, but not this time.

Anyhow, I wonder how
many kids will show up.

Show up where?

At our workout tomorrow.

The Police Olympics, remember?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Well, you said you
were going to compete.

Now don't tell me that you
changed your mind. No, no.

The high jump, that what
you going out for? You bet.

What time you want to
get started, around 7 A.M.?

Well, why don't we
shade that a little, huh?

Well, let's get at it early.
Tomorrow's our day off.

That's what I mean, pal. Sure.

Let's start in the daylight,
not in the middle of the night.

You sure about that?

Positive.

There's the mark
where the shot landed.

See?

Okay, Jim, let her go!

You want it higher
this time, Jim?

How about 6 feet even?

Okay, wait a minute. Hold it.

You guys are
getting too anxious.

Get that tape over there, Jenny.

I want to check
how high this bar is.

What'd you do with it, Wallace?

You hear that, Pete? Wallace!

Aw, knock it off, Michael!

Hi, Tony.

Hi.

Hey, this is quite a surprise.

Oh. Oh, uh, I live
down the street.

I mess around here a lot.

Uh, still working out?

Yeah, Pete and I.

Hey, by the way, we're
looking for somebody

who knows how to
operate a stopwatch.

You ever use one?
Well, who hasn't?

What's the big deal?

Well, plenty. You
have to be accurate.

Hey, how about it? You
want to give us a hand?

Uh, I don't know.

Why not? Hey, great.

First, I have to make
a phone call, though.

Do a favor, will you?

Get the watch out
of my partner's car?

It's in the glove compartment.

It's a blue Mustang
parked in the street

just outside the gate there.

Hey, Tony.

Meet you back here, huh?

Yeah. Sure.

Wow! Great jump, Pete!

Man, that must be
over 20 feet, easy.

Measure it, Mike. Hurry up!

It might be a record.

All right, let's see
him beat that one.

Huh, troops?

You're not measuring
it right, Reuben.

Aw, get lost, will ya?

Take it easy, Reuben.

She's just trying to
help. Aren't you, Jenny?

Your hand touched 3
feet behind your body,

an obvious foul.

You're kiddin'!

Did it? Right there, see?

Look at the sand.

Your hand touched,
Officer Malloy.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Let me take a look.

I don't see anything.

It doesn't look like the
sand's been disturbed.

What is this now, a frame?

No, Officer Malloy.

It's clear to me the sand's
been brushed a little.

See? Look.

Hey, what's going on?

We got a hassle.

Jenny here claims I
fouled on my jump.

Oh, is that so?

I'm afraid he did,

even though it was
just a fantastic effort.

Well, you're the boss, Jenny.

Would you excuse us?

Have you seen the kid Tony?

You know, the guy
with the knife? No. Why?

I spoke to him about 10
minutes ago over by the fountain

and asked him to clock the race.

He said he'd get the stopwatch

out of your car
and be right over.

Maybe he found
something more exciting,

like some uncut tires.

I'll get the watch.

Okay, you robbers, now
smooth out that sand.

And this time I mean like glass.

You want a measurement?

Will you excuse us, kids?

The watch is gone.

The watch is gone, huh? Uh-huh.

And Tony, too, right?

Hey, did you guys come
here to talk or work out?

Okay, you kids
gather up all that stuff.

We'll have the race over
where we threw the shot.

Isn't it correct,
Officer Malloy,

to say "put the shot"?

Okay, come on, now. Ready?

On your mark.

Get set. Go!

I'm looking for a


Tony Niccola, dark
hair, about this tall.

What do you want
him for? I'm his father.

Oh, I'm Pete Malloy.

Look, when you find
him, let me know, will ya?

I think he's got my stopwatch.

What do you mean?

I mean I think your son
has taken my stopwatch.

Taken?

You saying my boy
stole your watch?

We're not sure, Mr. Niccola.

We didn't actually
see Tony take it,

but it kind of looks that way.

Now I get it.

You're the two cops who
claim Tony cut the tires

on their patrol
car, is that right?

Let's just say we've
got our suspicions.

I got news for
you. You're wrong.

Tony wouldn't do
a thing like that.

The tires were cut, Tony
had a knife, and ditched it.

Why? How do I know?

Maybe it was that big
shot Principal Wesley.

He called my wife last
night while I was at work.

It's a good thing I wasn't there

because I'd have set him
straight, believe you me.

What's Tony done now?

Nothing. I want
him home, that's all.

You guys got his
mother so upset, she's...

She's driving me nuts!

Come on, you guys.

Let's go back
to the finish line.

On your mark.

Get set. Go!

Hey, look who's here.

Thought you might need these.

Thanks.

Your father was here
looking for you, Anthony.

Yeah, I know. I saw him.

If he's up at this hour, you
try to stay out of his way.

Anything wrong, Tony?

It's not the tires,

if that's what you're thinking.

Your father must
be dreadfully difficult

to live with, Anthony.

Ask my mom.

Wow, 9.6!


a world's record!

Read it right there!

Yeah, 9.6. I can't believe it.

Man, that's right
smack on the money.

That's really movin'.

You mean flying! What a race!

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

I admit he's fast, but not 9.6.

He's not that fast.

Well, I clocked it, didn't I?

And I clocked 9.6.

All right, don't get excited.

How about it, Speed?

What's your best
time in the 100?

Oh, my best was


Maybe conditions
were just right today.

Yeah, and maybe somebody
was just a little quick on the trigger.

Are you saying I
cheated, Malloy?

Well, uh, maybe we
measured it wrong.

Maybe we ran a short course.

It was exactly 100 yards.

I measured it
myself, Officer Malloy.

I couldn't have made a mistake.

I was extremely careful.

Fantastic race, Mr. Reed.

Just fantastic.

Here.

Now that you've decided
you're the future 440 champ,

I suppose you
want to jog on home.

Don't let me keep you.

So you're not going
to enter anything, huh?

Nope.

I'm going to drive slowly home

and take a nice,
long, quiet nap.

I got the message.

Hi. I thought your mother
was picking you up.

She is.

I just wanted to thank
you for the ice cream,

Officer Reed. My pleasure.

Michael and the other
kids said "thank you," too.

They really didn't,
those clods. I know.

Honestly, no manners at all.

Oh, thanks.

I hope you're not mad.

Why should I be mad?

Well, I was wrong
about that measurement.

And I was so positive.

Ah, 93 yards and 6
inches, that's pretty close.

Actually, I didn't come
back to discuss my error,

Officer Malloy.

I thought I'd better
tell you about Anthony.

What about him? His father
came up to the ice cream truck.

He was very angry.

Pulled Anthony away before
he even got his ice cream.

I'm glad his father found him.

I certainly hope there's not
any trouble about the g*n.

What was that again, Jenny?

Anthony has a g*n, a real one.

It's tucked in his belt.

I saw it when
his jacket slipped.

Tony, Mr. Niccola.

Come on, what is it this time?

Tony, do you want
to tell him or shall I?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Okay, son, we'll
give it to you straight.

You're packing a
g*n and we want it.

You nuts? My boy with a g*n?

What are you
guys trying to pull?

Unzip the jacket, Tony.

He'll do no such
thing. You got not right.

Oh, yes, we do.

Is there something going on here

I don't know about?

You better be right, mister.

I hope we're wrong.

We were told Tony has a revolver

stuck in his belt.

We want to find out.

Okay.

Off with the jacket.

All right, hold it,
son! No hold it!

Let me go! Let me go!

Come on, Tony, you're
not going anywhere now!

Let me go! What do you say?

What do you say?

Tony, what are you
doing with that thing?

You gone nuts?

I'm sorry, Pop.
I'm really sorry.

Tell me, son.

What do you want with a g*n?

My g*n or any g*n?

You're smarter than
that. I know you are.

But I thought something
terrible might happen.

You and Mom were
fighting, so I took your g*n.

Oh, boy.

Talk about a communications gap.

Yes, sir.

Sounds like you got
a few bridges to build.

I didn't mean to cause
anyone any trouble.

Honest, I didn't.

You were just so
mad and I got scared.

You didn't cause
the trouble, son.

It's going to be all
right, believe me.

I'll pay for the tires, Pete.

Honest, I will.

I cut them like you said I did.

Guess I was kind
of mad, too, huh?

Yeah.

I'm glad you took
it out on the tires.

But, Pop, those tires
were awful expensive.

Weren't they, Pete?

It all depends, Tony.

But you said they
were, remember?

In this case, it might turn
out that they're dirt cheap.

Hey. Hiya, Tony.

Still working out, huh?

That's our motto, son.

"Stay in shape."

My dad took me to
the Police Olympics.

You ran a good race.

Aw, thanks.

Malloy here claims I
had a following wind.

Where's your medal, at home?

No. I just happen to have it
with me right here in this bag.

You want to see it? Looks like
any other gold medal, doesn't it?

That's right, Tony.

You see one gold
medal, you've seen 'em all.

Yeah, sure.

Pardon me.

You like it?

Not bad. Not bad.

Eh, I got lucky.

Well, I'll see you around.

Hey, Tony.

Stop by the station sometime.

I'll spring for the ice cream.

Are you kidding? Why?

Well, think about it.

I am thinking about it.

Me, in a police station?

What do you want me
to do, ruin my reputation?

One, two, three, four.

Little faster. Six, seven.

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