06x17 - Taking It Easy

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

One-Adam-, handle code .

[SIREN WAILING]

REED: Yes, ma'am.

I'm sorry.

Yes, I understand your boyfriend threatened you over the phone,

but you have to understand we can't have a police car

stand by your house hours a day.

[SIGHS] Not right now.

Keep your doors locked, and if he comes over

and causes any problem, we'll send someone over right away.

Good-bye.

-Lovers' quarrel? -Yeah.

A shame.

In the old days, when some jerk threatened a lady,

we'd go over and lean on 'em a little.

Solved the whole problem.

He'd straighten up, and she'd sleep nights,

and we'd get one less phone call.

Worked well all around.

Sometimes I think we haven't progressed much in police work.

Oh, one thing I forgot to tell you about desk duty.

The flags, they're under here,

and they have to be raised at sunrise,

which will be at : this morning.

All right. I guess I can handle it.

Smitty, I used to do that at camp.

No, you got a sprained wrist. I'll do it.

Besides, I raised those flags every morning for the last years.

Just make sure I start out that door at .

I like to see 'em up there,

just as Old Sol comes on the horizon.

Gotcha covered.

-Taking it easy? -You bet.

He giving you any trouble. Smitty?

No, not yet. It's too early.

He'll start getting antsy when he hears One-Adam-

being assigned to a in progress.

-[PHONE RINGING] -I'll get it.

What a racket.

It's like being a moderator on one of those radio talk shows.

How's the wrist?

Oh, it's fine, Pete. I answer the telephone with my right hand.

Hope you're not planning to make a career out of this.

Don't worry, Coach, I'll be ready for the big game.

[REED CHUCKLES]

We're all loaded up and ready to go, sir.

Your first lesson is, don't call me sir.

-Name's Malloy, okay? -Yes, sir.

MALLOY: You got your ticket book? Hot sheet?

I left it in the roll call room.

That's all right. I put one in my briefcase.

Would it be okay if I got my own?

Okay. I'll see you in the parking lot.

I think I've been through this before.

It's his first night on patrol with a real live policeman.

Take it easy on him, Pete.

[PHONE RINGING]

You better get that. It may be the phone.

Los Angeles Police Department, Officer Reed speaking.

Can I help you?

Hello, what time did you say that was...

Hello?

What's up, Reed?

Some guy just phoned in a b*mb thr*at.

-Where? -Here.

-Excuse me, Mac. -What is it, Reed?

A guy just called and said there's a b*mb in the station,

and it's set to go off at : am.

-Another one? -Yeah.

Well, that puts the frosting on the cake.

What else did he say?

His exact words were,

"There's a b*mb in your station, and don't bother looking for it

"'cause you won't find it. At :, boom."

I tried to get him to talk some more, but he hung up.

Reed, you know the procedure.

Here's a checklist.

Take Brinkman and a couple of guys and start a search.

Right.

Mac, on that other thing we were discussing,

wouldn't an official reprimand be enough?

Look, Brinkman. One penalty day is normal.

We can talk about it later.

A b*mb thr*at, and I get a day off for missing court.

All-in-one perfect day.

How'd you miss court?

I was minutes late, and they had already dismissed it.

Last week, I spent three days there.

Hey, Snyder.

And then the guy copped out.

You knew the job was tough when you took it.

Seems to be quiet tonight.

What's our location?

Mmm?

What's our location? What street are we on?

Gee. I don't know.

Okay, Phillips, this is gonna be the most important thing you'll learn tonight.

Always know where you are.

If we get trapped in mid-block and need help,

you don't have time to run down to the corner.

-Right. -Just got in the habit of

checking street signs as you roll by.

Yes, sir.

Don't call me sir.

FEMALE DISPATCHER: One-Adam-. One-Adam-.

See the woman. Possible abandoned children.

th and Main, at the bus station.

Travelers' Aide.

One-Adam-, roger.

Nothing, Mac. Brinkman is checking the parking lot.

Lobby's clean, and so is the front, Mac.

You check the roof, too?

Roof, stairwell, broom closet.

Nothing in the locker room?

I don't think we're gonna find anything, Mac.

Parking lot's clear.

-The garbage cans, too? -Yeah.

Well, that's it.

BRINKMAN: Wait a minute, Mac.

What do you think, Reed? Was the guy for real?

I don't know.

Well, you're the guy who talked to him.

What'd he sound like? Did he sound crazy, or what?

What do you care, Brinkman? You're gonna be out on patrol.

He's not worried about his personal safety, you see,

he's got this brand new $ sport jacket hanging in his locker.

[LAUGHS]

Geez, you're a riot tonight, Reed.

All right, fellas, it's business as usual.

Uh, you guys clear out.

Brinkman and I have something to talk about.

Bicycles are registered on Saturday mornings.

That's correct.

Good-bye.

You're getting all of the good ones.

[CHUCKLES]

I'm gonna yet some coffee. You want some more?

No, thanks.

-What can I do for you? -I'd like to ask a question

about something I saw.

What was it?

If a policeman roughs up a guy, that isn't right, is it?

No, but if you have a complaint, you have to see the Watch Commander.

Well, I'm not sure I do.

But if a cop roughs up a guy, should you report it?

Absolutely. No police department wants a man

who runs around belting people.

[SCOFFS] You putting me on?

No way. That's why we have an Internal Affairs Division.

Why did the officer get heavy with the guy?

I don't know.

He was just hanging out in front of this beer bar, that's all.

This cop walks up and belts him one, and arrests him.

You sure?

Sure, I'm sure. I was there. I saw it.

But you don't know what he was arrested for.

Well, there was this little argument going on.

Any weapons?

A little Kn*fe, that's all.

Did he as*ault somebody with the Kn*fe?

There was no as*ault. They were just fooling around.

Did he have this Kn*fe out when the officer got there?

I told you, he had it.

And the officer had to take it away from him, right?

Well, look.

Suppose you had to take a Kn*fe away from somebody.

Maybe he's kidding, maybe he isn't.

Are you gonna take a chance?

He was just waving it around. He didn't mean nothing.

Maybe not, but how's the policeman supposed to know that?

A man has a Kn*fe. You got to assume he may use it.

If he used force, it was probably because he thought he had to.

You mean, he's allowed to do that?

A policeman's allowed to use whatever force is necessary

to control the situation.

Well, he looked mean while he was doing it.

I would, too, if I had to go up against a guy with a Kn*fe.

Look out!

Freeze!

Hands on top of your head.

Step over here.

What's all the fuss.

That old thing doesn't work!

What did you bring it here for?

I wanted to turn it in.

What's this all about?

My brother just passed away and had this souvenir,

and I don't want it...

Neither does his widow.

But I didn't want to throw it in the ash can.

It might fall into evil hands.

So, I thought I'd turn it over to you boys.

Okay, mister, come over here,

and I'll tell you how to handle it.

Don't forget your glasses.

See what I mean? Sometimes there's no way to tell.

Yeah.

But I still think I should report that cop.

Okay.

Mac, there's a citizen here

who has a complaint about a policeman.

Right.

Right down the hall. Watch Commander's office.

Tell me something.

They actually pay you for

sitting around, doing a crossword puzzle?

No, I'm improving my mind. What's happening?

You tell me. I hear all the excitement's around here.

I ran into Brinkman and he told me you got a b*mb thr*at.

Tick, tick, tick. Supposed to go off at .

Well, my prisoners will be gone by then.

Mac said the girl in Records could keep an eye on 'em

until they get a call back from Tulsa PD.

Tulsa PD?

Let's see your big arrest.

Well, I see you busted the big horse betting ring.

They're from Oklahoma.

Their mother is flying from there today,

but somehow got delayed.

When the Travelers Aid had to close they called us.

Don't worry, g*ng. Mrs. Arnold will take good care of you.

She's got coloring books and everything.

SMITH: Hey, Reed,

check and see if we got a Dennis Martin

booked for drunk driving. His girlfriend's on the phone.

Right.

I think that's the guy Grant picked up.

He's in the sergeant's office, taking the BA.

So long, Pied Piper.

I'll see you kids later, okay?

Come on.

GRANT: No, no.

You got your tongue over the hole.

You gotta blow into it.

Now, try again.

His name Dennis Martin?

Yeah.

Anybody with him?

Yeah, a girl. She drove the car home.

She's probably the one on the phone.

Gonna bail him out right away, huh?

Looks like no one wants to stay here tonight.

Well, he'll be out of here before : am.

So will I, Reed.

So will I.

They got him.

Tell the lady on line four.

This is Officer Reed. Are you calling about a Mr. Martin?

Yes, he's here.

He's being booked for driving under the influence.

His bail is $.

Good-bye.

Hi, Reed, Smitty.

Hey, Reed, this bartender's gonna stop by after he closes up.

He wants to sign off this report, and drop the charges.

See that he puts his name on the right line, will ya?

Okay.

You're working late tonight, aren't you, Sarge?

Yeah, just tying up some loose ends

and waiting for an answer on a call from Tulsa PD,

about those kids Malloy brought in.

-How's he doin', Smitty? -Okay.

Has he met Old Charlie yet?

Old Charlie doesn't come in anymore.

No kidding!

Who's Old Charlie?

He's a guy who used to come in here

and use our pay phone to call his wife.

He'd tell her he'd been arrested for drunk driving

-and needed a ride home. -[CHUCKLES]

And she'd pick him up right here, at the front door.

-Foolproof idea until... -[LAUGHS]

...it att*cked Smitty's moral values.

Oh, he still does it.

Only he calls from the corner drug store now.

You want some coffee?

-No, I'm on my way home. -How about you, Reed?

No, thanks, it breaks up my short naps.

Come and get me if you run into trouble.

This desk is his kingdom.

This and the handball court.

Don't tell me he suckered you into a game.

For an old guy, he can still play.

Tell me about it. We played last week.

He's got one of the best serves I've ever seen.

I came off that court

with little red welts all over my body.

It looked like I had ringworm.

You're supposed to return the ball with your hand, Reed.

That's why they call it handball.

[PHONE RINGS]

Front desk, Reed.

Okay.

I'll tell him.

They've got your call from Tulsa PD.

Thanks. One other thing.

Don't try to raise the flags. That's his pride and joy.

I heard.

That's the second b*mb thr*at this week.

Yeah. Lot of kooks around.

Well, I guess it wasn't serious.

They didn't find anything, right?

What's our location?

Seventy-three hundred block off Beverly Boulevard,

just past Fuller Street.

You get a gold star.

FEMALE DISPATCHER: One-Adam-. One Adam-,

go to the station.

One-Adam-, roger.

[PHONE RINGING]

Los Angeles Police Department, Officer Reed.

How do you spell that, Mrs. Wykowski?

Put her on hold.

Uh, could you hold on for just a minute, and I'll check?

Okay.

-What's up? -What'd she sound like?

Older lady, with an accent.

Wants to know if we got her husband in the t*nk?

Yeah.

He d*ed about six years ago.

She calls a couple times a week.

She's one of my regulars.

-Want me to handle it? -No, I'll do it.

Mrs. Wykowski, this is Officer Reed again.

No, Ma'am, he isn't.

No, Ma'am. We'd know if he was here.

Good-bye.

Real good, Reed.

[g*nsh*t]

It came from the parking lot. You watch the front.

Don't open the door.

All right, Brinkman.

Suppose you tell us what this is all about?

Mac, this just isn't my day.

Well, what happened?

I was on a call, so I took the shotgun.

Well, the call turned out to be a phony,

but I noticed the g*n was jammed,

so I came back to the station.

I couldn't get the shells to eject,

so I gave it an extra push. Like this.

[SIGHS] Brinkman,

you don't mind if we don't ask you to show us that again, do you?

[OFFICERS LAUGH]

Don't jack another round in.

Unload it through the magazine.

Then get it up to the Department of Armor and get it checked out.

You think you can handle that?

Yes, sir.

I think Brinkman has reached the pinnacle of his career.

Boom-Boom Brinkman may become a household word.

Malloy, Sergeant Miller wants to see you in his office.

Why don't you get some coffee? I'll see you in a couple of minutes.

-I'll see you later, Pete. -Okay.

Be right with you.

What is it, Ed?

The call came in from the Tulsa Police Department.

Something happen to their mother?

She split.

Split?

She told the police she couldn't afford the kids anymore.

She sent them to LA because our Welfare is better here.

Said not to try to find her 'cause she's leaving town.

-They know yet? -No.

You want me to tell 'em?

No, I want you to transport them to MacLaren Hall. I'll tell them.

It's all right, Ed. I'll tell 'em.

I got to know the older one pretty well.

His name's David.

Mind if I talk to him alone?

Okay, Pete.

-Hi, David, how're you doing? -Fine.

The kids aren't even tired.

Too much excitement.

Coloring books and everything.

I guess you get a lot of kids here.

Yeah, we get our share.

David, why don't you sit down over there a minute?

I wanna talk to you.

[EXHALES]

David, sometimes things don't always turn out

like we think they will.

She's not coming, is she?

No, she isn't.

I didn't think so.

Why?

We don't know anyone out here.

[EXHALES] How does that figure?

It gave her a full day.

If she dumped us in Tulsa,

we would have been picked up yesterday.

Sounds like she tried this before.

No, but I heard her talking about it.

She just didn't wanna be tied down by us anymore.

Men don't like to date women with children.

That's not true, David.

Maybe guys don't, but a man doesn't mind.

What happens to us now?

[EXHALES] Well, do you have any relatives in Tulsa?

No, but our grandma lives in Chicago.

We'll contact her later this morning, and send you back to her.

She's awfully old, maybe she won't take us, either.

Maybe she will.

In the meantime, we'll turn you over to a stand-by family.

What's that?

Some people in our division have listed themselves as

willing to take children any time, day or night.

In the meantime, you're in charge.

You know, David, sometimes children have to

grow up before their time.

Officer Malloy...

Yes, David?

I don't wanna grow up.

I just got a call from a guy who said

he heard a Masonic boom.

Wanted to know if anyone else reported it.

-A what? -Masonic boom.

[CHUCKLES] Did you tell him Brinkman isn't a mason?

[LAUGHS]

Almost :. Well, I guess I'll have my last meal.

Gonna eat in the station?

Why not? I searched the coffee room myself.

-I know that's safe. -[CHUCKLES]

I'm gonna go get my lunch.

That David's a super kid.

Yeah.

That car back there had an Oregon plate.

They're just like California. Even the same color.

There's quite a bit of difference.

The letters are a different type,

and they come first on an Oregon plate.

In California, it's the numbers.

Was it a light two-door?

Yeah.

What's up?

It just took off down the street.

I see it. That's the same one.

Frank-George-Lincoln .

-Should I run it? -Sure it's the number?

Maybe I better wait till we get closer.

Run it.

One-Adam-. Wants and warrants on

Oregon license Frank-George-Lincoln .

FEMALE DISPATCHER: One-Adam-, stand-by.

-He's taking off. Here we go. -[SIREN WAILING]

Now, stay calm and put us in pursuit.

One-Adam- is in pursuit.

Hey, Reed, listen to this.

FEMALE DISPATCHER: All units and all frequencies, stand-by.

One-Adam- is in pursuit.

PHILLIPS:West bound on Wilshire, passing Vermont.

MALE DISPATCHER: One-Adam-,

what are you in pursuit of, and what is it wanted for?

[SIREN WAILING]

Tan, two-door. Speed only.

Tan, two-door. Speed only.

Give him the license.

Oregon license, Frank-George-Lincoln .

Take it easy.

MALE DISPATCHER: One-Adam-, roger.

All units, One-Adam- is in pursuit of a tan,

two-door, unknown make.

Oregon license Frank-George-Lincoln .

One-Adam-, your location?

West on Beverly Boulevard, passing Catalina.

MALE DISPATCHER: One-Adam- is westbound on Beverly,

passing Catalina.

-They're coming this way. -Yeah.

At least Phillips is calming down.

He's doing real good.

In my first pursuit, when we finally stopped the guy,

I went to bail out, and forgot to undo my seat belt.

Just about broke my back.

PHILLIPS:North on Reno.

He's turning right. What's the street.

MALLOY:East on Hyans.

PHILLIPS:East on Hyans.

They're coming right behind the station.

Yeah, they sure are.

Approaching...

Benton Way.

Benton Way.

[SIREN WAILING]

Where is he?

Check the driveways.

He couldn't have made it to Temple Street.

He's gone.

[SIGHS] Tell them we've lost him.

One-Adam-.

We've lost the suspect at Temple and Benton Way.

No longer in pursuit.

MALE DISPATCHER: One-Adam-, roger.

All units, One-Adam-...

There's only one place he could have gone.

Well, he wouldn't have gone in there.

Looks like you just can't do anything without me.

Are you kidding? We just chased him in here

to take your mind off that : o'clock b*mb.

It's :.

Sure, you did.