Will you stop pulling on yourself?
You look fine.
Well, I don't feel fine.
Some people
were not meant to wear ties.
You're a police officer
talking to high school kids.
You should look respectable.
Maybe if you could find a tie
in a different colour.
Something a little more subdued.
I like this colour.
I was afraid of that.
I'm sorry it's come to this.
Police on campus.
A Woodbury student d*ed
of a drug overdose, Mr. Eastwood.
Rhonda Blake's death
has been the most painful experience
in my years at Woodbury.
However,
it has been my contention all along
that Rhonda's death
was an aberration.
She never really fit in here.
She didn't get the cocaine
that k*lled her
from the tooth fairy, you know.
No, you can't be certain
that it was anyone from Woodbury.
That's why Officer Kelly is here.
I don't suppose you know
how long you'll be staying here?
As long as it takes.
Well, I guess
you'll wanna meet the faculty.
I would like to introduce
Officers Smith and Gordon.
They're police drug counsellors.
They'll be talking to the students,
on a group and individual basis,
about the dangers of drug abuse.
Are they going to be just counselling or
are they going to be making arrests?
That all depends on
what we find out.
Well, the students at Woodbury
aren't stupid.
You have to earn their trust
to be effective.
Well, with help from you
and the other teachers, I hope we can.
The school board is behind
Officers Smith and Gordon
percent, Miss Swann.
Well, I have no intention
of using my classroom
as a line-up for the sake
of a jittery school board.
We're not here to help
the school board, Miss Swann.
- We're here to help the students.
- So are we, Mr. Smith.
That's an interesting invitation.
It's from Ray.
His parties are outrageous.
I can believe it.
Hey, why don't you go with me?
All the in-crowd will be there.
Sure, why not? I could use a break.
Do we need to bring anything?
No, Ray takes care
of all the entertainment
and the refreshments.
What kind of refreshments?
Well, you name it
and Ray can score it.
At least he could until Rhonda-
Look, we better be quiet.
I hear there are narcs everywhere.
You're busted.
Class?
Class.
I'd like to introduce you
to Officers Smith and Gordon
from the police department.
They're here to talk to you
about dr*gs,
on campus and off.
We're gonna be setting up an office
at the end of the hall.
And if any of you would like to talk
to us privately about a drug problem
or about someone you know
who has a drug problem,
our doors will be open.
We don't like snitches.
dr*gs are a disease,
not a schoolyard game.
I think what Miles meant was that
history's heroes don't name names.
History's heroes
don't deal dr*gs either.
How's business?
Oh, it's terrific.
I've been here three hours.
One kid has come through that door,
wanted to see the school nurse.
How about you?
I've been all over campus.
About the same with me.
What in the hell
is the matter with them?
After everything they've heard:
Entertainers dying,
athletes dying, lives ruined.
But why won't they listen?
Because when you're a teenager
you think you're indestructible.
Come on, you've seen them, flying
down the freeway on a motorcycle,
cutting in and out of cars,
no helmet, no nothing.
And ten years later, they look back
and say, "I can't believe I did that."
Oh, yeah, they look back, all right.
If they're still alive.
- Here you go.
- Thanks.
- Don't I get a reward?
- Like what?
How about lunch?
Oh, I don't know,
my friends, you know.
You can eat with them any time.
But not with you?
I've got a busy schedule.
Oh, that's right.
I saw you on television the other day.
Woodbury all-American
signs letter of intent.
I don't know why you wanna hang out
with those creeps anyway.
- They're fun.
- Yeah, the in-crowd.
The in-love-with-themselves crowd.
So you gonna have lunch
with me or not?
Yeah, okay.
Yeah.
What a day.
I can't believe
I ever actually took algebra.
Well, I've been invited to a party
tomorrow night.
It's at Ray Russo's.
He's the leader
of the so-called in-crowd.
He's also the one that I think
sold Rhonda Blake
the garbage that k*lled her.
Look, you've gotta be careful,
Denise.
We need proof
before we start making arrests.
This is my third high school
in the past seven months.
I know what I'm doing.
Besides, Russo and his g*ng
think they're too smart to get caught.
Just the same, I think you
ought to wear a wire tomorrow night.
You get in trouble, we're protected.
Yeah, I've got no problem with that.
I think I've found the perfect cover.
I met a boy in the student cafeteria
today, Mike Parker.
He's a football player.
Do you think he's involved
in dealing dr*gs?
No, Mike's too busy chasing trophies
and girls to waste time with dr*gs.
You think you ought to involve him?
Like I said, he's the perfect cover.
You worry about your job
and I'll worry about mine.
I gotta run, I've got homework.
Boy, when I was on the force,
we would at least graduate the kids
from the academy
before we put them on assignment.
Denise graduated.
She's years old.
She looks .
Why do you think
she's working high school Narcotics?
Girl cops.
- Where you going?
- f*ring range.
You know, with the job you're doing,
they shouldn't make you
take f*ring practise.
It's all you can do to fill out your reports
and do your homework.
To tell you the truth, Dad,
I like going down to the range.
Being with people my own age,
even if they are cops.
Oh, how are things going
at Woodbury?
Pretty good. I've been invited
to a party tomorrow night.
And I'm pretty sure
it's the same kids we're after.
By the way, I might have to give out
the phone number again.
So the kids could be calling.
The department ought to put me
on overtime.
Well, I'll tell Lieutenant Hayward
you asked.
You know better than to get me started
on Bill Hayward.
How are your new backups,
Smith and Gordon?
They're fine.There's no problems.
You know they're transfers.
I couldn't find out much about them.
Dad, they're fine.
Really.
You'd like Gordon.
He's like you, he's so old-fashioned.
He thinks a woman's place
is in the kitchen baking,
instead of out on the streets
fighting crime.
Well, you know, your mother
wanted you to be a ballet dancer.
Now, Daddy, everybody
knows the Irish only do the jig.
- Bye.
- Bye. I'll see you later.
- Hey, Denise.
- Hi.
What time am I picking you up
tonight?
I didn't know we had a date.
Oh, didn't I tell you yesterday
at lunch?
I guess you were too busy
eating all those sandwiches.
Well, I am a growing boy.
I'll pick you up at : .
There's a good movie at the Globe.
Well, you can come by my house but
I won't be there, I'm going to a party.
Oh, a party? Whose party?
Ray Russo's.
What's wrong?
I told you that yesterday.
Yeah, well, I pick my own friends.
So you wanna go or not?
Well, if you're inviting me.
I am. It starts at .
Okay, I'll pick you up at till .
- Where do you live?
- Why don't I meet you there, okay?
Here's my phone number
just in case you can't make it.
Don't worry, I'll be there.
I'll see you there.
Hey, why don't you just watch
where you're going, Parker, huh?
Sorry, Russo.
You should get
some meat on those bones.
Testing, one, two, three.
She's coming in loud and clear.
All right, boys and girls, showtime.
Well, she talks a good game.
I hope she can play one.
You know,
it hasn't been easy for her.
Why, because her father's a cop?
No, because her brother was a cop.
I didn't know she had a brother.
He was k*lled in the line of duty
five years ago.
Hi, it's about time.
- What took you?
- I couldn't find the right lipstick.
Oh, yeah.
My mom's always stealing mine.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, come on in.
They're talking about lipstick.
Well, I guess
there's no law against that.
Oh, cute, Jonathan, cute.
- Glad you could make it.
- Well, thanks.
Do your parents always let you
have parties in their house?
Oh, you know,
only when they're out of town.
It sure does seem
like a long way from school.
Well, that's the way
it's suppose to seem.
Isn't this Northrup album fantastic?
See Northrup knows where it's at.
It's because they, like,
allow the human mind
to expand to its fullest.
Oh, with a little help
from their friends.
You know, many artists
throughout history believed in dr*gs.
Aldous Huxley,
Conan Doyle.
I mean, it is a noble tradition.
Not every person can handle dr*gs.
I mean, it does take
a certain sophistication,
a certain emotional stability.
They're not for everyone.
They weren't for Rhonda Blake.
How does somebody know
when they're ready for dr*gs?
You know, somebody like me?
Well, we'll let you know.
What if I can't wait?
You'll wait.
Hey, Denise.
Who invited Mr. All-American?
Oh, I did. He's my date.
I'm sorry, I didn't know
that you weren't friends.
Oh, well, now you do.
Hey, you want trouble?
I'm your man.
You better go, hero.
I'm not going anywhere without you.
Why don't you let me talk to him
for just a minute outside, okay?
You're not getting rid of me
that easily.
Hey, I'm getting rid of both of you.
So next time,
just ask me first,
before you invite your friend here.
Jonathan.
She's leaving.
- Where are you going?
- Home.
I thought we had a date?
Why did you come
if you knew that was gonna happen?
I came to protect you.
Those guys are the sleaze patrol.
- I guess you ended up protecting me.
- Good night, Mike.
Wait, it's early.
We could still catch a movie
or go up to Perspiration Point
and watch the flying-saucer races.
Take it easy, Romeo.
What's the matter?
You afraid
something might happen?
I've been known
to have that effect on girls.
Mike, you're a very good-looking guy,
but--
Brother, this is a waste of tape.
I mean, this guy
isn't interested in dr*gs.
So come on.
You like my looks
and I really like yours,
so come on.
Look, you're not my type, all right?
So why don't you just give it up?
You didn't have to break my arm.
Good night, Mike.
- Hello.
- This is Ken Stewart.
I'm a friend of Denise's
from the academy.
Denise isn't here.
Who is this?
Ken Stewart.
Oh, listen, I'll tell her you--
Hold on, wait a minute.
Hold on a minute, buddy,
I think she just came in.
Denise.
- Yeah, Dad?
- Pick up the phone.
Hello?
Hello?
Hi, honey, how did it go?
Not too well, Dad.
Who was that on the phone?
Oh, some friend of yours
from the academy.
Ken something. Ken Stewart.
Didn't you talk to him?
Dad, I didn't know any Ken Stewart
at the academy.
You didn't?
Well, you get some sleep, okay?
Denise.
You don't think
it was one of those kids?
No, Dad,
they wouldn't be that smart.
Good night.
So how'd you make out
with Denise the other night?
- That's my business.
- Oh, sorry.
I just wondered what it was like
making out with a narc.
What?
You heard me.
You've been used by a narc.
What are you smoking, man?
You know, your girlfriend,
Denise.
She's a cop.
And that makes you a prize chump.
Maybe you're a cop too,
huh, Parker?
Officer Denise Kelly.
Let's see, graduated
the police academy last year.
Now, if you don't believe me,
why don't you just ask her
for yourself.
Hey, she's worse than a cop,
she's a narc.
You've been had, lover boy.
Unless you've been working
with her?
She came on to me.
I didn't know she was a cop.
She came on to me.
Sure she did.
Sucker.
All right, what's going on?
I'm afraid that certain students
have discovered Miss Kelly's identity.
And under the circumstances,
the faculty and I think
that it's better Denise leave school.
And how'd they find out?
It was my students
who uncovered Kelly.
Toni Brandt, Ray Russo and
Billy Bates came to me this morning.
They said that she had been asking
about dr*gs,
wanting to know
where she could score some coke.
The good stuff.
They said she sounded like a narc.
That's when I went to Eastwood.
When I told him
that she had been seen
with Mike Parker,
kissing him, touching him,
pretending to be his girlfriend--
That's a lie.
I had no choice but to clear the air.
And Mike Parker's mother
is on her way down right now.
Don't you think
it would have been better
to talk to Denise before starting
to call faculty-parent meetings?
There were plenty of witnesses.
Toni, Miles, Ray.
I saw Denise and Mike
passing notes in the hall myself.
Mr. Eastwood.
Oh, Mrs. Parker.
I'm glad you could come down
on such short notice.
Is this the policewoman
who was touching my son?
The only time she touched your son
was to push him away, Mrs. Parker.
- Who are you?
- My name's Jonathan Smith.
I've been Officer Kelly's backup here
at Woodbury.
So you're a cop too.
And you expect me to believe you?
I expect you to believe your son.
Right, where is my son?
Where is Michael?
I'll get him.
He's across the hall.
Would you mind my asking you
your age?
Not at all. I'm .
My son is still a minor.
And there are laws to protect him
against people like you.
I won't dignify that remark
with a reply.
Well, maybe you will
when I get you in court.
I know your type, young lady.
You were the kind of girl
that could never get a boy like Michael
when you were in school.
But now that you're a little older
and you have more experience--
All right, wait a minute, Mrs. Parker.
I think you've said enough.
Why don't we wait
until we hear all the facts?
- Mom.
- It's all right, son.
You've done nothing to be ashamed of.
It's all right.
Look, you didn't have to
come down here.
I have no intention of letting
this woman get away.
Now, Mike, as you know,
some very serious allegations
have been made
concerning Officer Kelly's
conduct here at Woodbury.
Now, Mike, you know the truth.
So just tell them.
I thought she liked me,
but she was just using me.
Yes, but did she make
a pass at you?
Did she kiss you or let you kiss her?
Yeah.
Plenty of times.
She couldn't keep her hands off me.
He's lying.
Mark,
did you bring the tape?
- Listen, Denise.
- What tape?
I was wired the night
I went to Ray Russo's party.
And that tape will prove
that I told your son to buzz off.
Well, Officer Gordon,
I guess we have no choice
but to hear the tape.
Wait, it's early.
We could still catch a movie
or go up to Perspiration Point
and watch the flying-saucer races.
Take is easy, Romeo.
What's the matter,
you afraid something might happen?
I've been known
to have that effect on girls.
Mike, you're a very good-looking guy,
but--
What happened?
What happened to the tape?
I...
I k*lled it.
I thought the stakeout was off.
Of course you k*lled it.
He's a cop.
He's protecting another cop.
I am gonna go to the press
with this outrage.
And I intend to see
that you lose your badge over this.
Now wait a minute, lady,
Denise was on campus
to try to bust the drug pushers
who k*lled
one of your son's classmates.
I mean, we are the good guys.
Well, suppose we let the public
be the judge of that.
Denise.
Denise. Denise.
Look, I'm sorry. I don't--
It's bad enough to have to deal
with people like Swann and Parker,
but when a fellow cop
lets you down, it's just--
Sergeant,
have Denise come into my office
after she finishes her report.
Bill, it's my fault. I blew her cover.
There's enough blame to go around.
It's hit the fan, all right.
That's what matters now.
I've read your report, Denise,
and those of Smith and Gordon.
Unfortunately, Mike Parker's mother
plans to press charges.
There might even be a case
for statutory r*pe.
Statutory r*pe?
What are you talking about?
She never touched him.
If I hadn't screwed up--
The reports will be taken
into consideration
when the review board
meets next week.
Ray and his friends set me up
about this, they're lying.
And what about Parker?
You said yourself
he has nothing to do with the druggies.
Why is he lying?
I don't know.
Wait, you're gonna take the word
of those drug pushers
instead of my daughter's?
Don't be ridiculous, sergeant.
We're following departmental policy.
Denise is on suspension until
the review board meets next week.
Hayward, I always said
that you didn't have enough guts--
All right, Jack, Jack, take it easy.
If you're mad at anybody here,
it should be me.
Jonathan and I will go
and see if we can talk to the kid.
No rough stuff, Gordon.
I've got enough problems.
Oh, is that what I am, lieutenant?
A problem?
Denise,
let's get out of here.
I made a mess
out of this assignment.
I was supposed to protect Denise,
I end up getting her suspended.
Come on, it's not your fault.
There's no way you could've known
- that tape was important.
- That is not the point, Jonathan.
The point is I'm a cop. I was a cop.
Cops do their job.
You do not turn off
backup surveillance,
because you don't think
it's important.
Would you drop me off at the motel?
Hayward was right.
I shouldn't be interviewing
students today.
Come down to pump some iron,
Mr. Smith?
Why'd you lie about Denise, Mike?
I didn't lie.
I told you,
she came on to me.
She couldn't keep her hands off me.
Yeah, like the night
she almost broke your wrist?
What's the matter, you so insecure
you can't handle it
when a girl rejects you?
I can handle anything.
She used me.
She used you
to try to build her cover.
She was trying to break a drug ring.
She was doing her job.
Yeah, I'm trying to do my job.
And that's play football
and keep my scholarship.
Some jobs in life
are more important than others.
You mean being a cop?
I mean telling the truth.
You calling me a liar?
Oh, you bet I am.
Lucky for you,
you're wearing that badge.
No, son.
Lucky for you.
I disagree completely
with the tactics used by the police.
Having officers pose as students
is offensive
and creates a very bad environment
on campus.
But what about the drug problem
at Woodbury?
I mean, one of your students
d*ed last month
as a result of a drug overdose.
Yes, well,
no one is more concerned
about the drug problem
in our school than I am.
But one isolated case is hardly cause
to put everyone under suspicion.
The answer to drug abuse
is education, not entrapment.
I'd love to see the look
on that narc's face
when they pulled her badge.
Good old Swannie.
You know I don't know how
we could stay in business without her.
She thinks
we're the perfect students.
And not to mention
that dumb cop Gordon
turning off the wire.
What do you want?
What are you doing here?
Just came to talk a little business.
I don't do business with cops.
Hey, you do with me, bub.
I saved your butt today.
How's that?
Rose Mary Woods is not the only one
who knows how to erase tapes.
You erased that tape?
- Why?
- I told you, business.
What kind of business?
This kind.
I brought you a little sample.
Taste it.
Not bad.
Better than anything
you've ever played with,
and there's plenty more
where that came from.
And it's priced to move.
Yeah, well, I don't know.
Hey, look, kid, I went to a lot of trouble
to set this up.
In this business you either move up
or you move out.
So make up your mind.
Well, this stuff is mighty fine.
It should be.
It's from the police property room.
Now listen,
if you wanna see more of this stuff,
meet me in the Woodbury
parking lot in an hour.
Bring a lot of money.
Dude, you're not gonna meet him.
This stuff is awful good.
Yeah, but he's a cop.
A cop who is breaking every law
in the books.
He's pushing stolen property.
How can we lose?
All right, you little creep, show up.
Bring the cash?
You got the stuff?
Let's go over to the bleachers.
That way,
I know your partner isn't around.
Not very trusting, are you?
Not when it comes to cops.
Hey, come on, what is this?
All right, pal,
you don't wanna deal, forget it.
Ray.
Are you nuts? He's a cop.
What do we have here?
He's wearing a wire.
Looks like Officer Gordon here
was playing Lone Ranger.
Now, what are you gonna do
with him?
We're gonna give him
some of his own merchandise.
The next hours
are gonna be critical.
They sh*t him up
with enough pure coke to k*ll a horse.
Sure you don't want some coffee?
- Jonathan, come on in.
- Thanks.
How is he?
He's still in a coma.
The next hours will tell.
We--
We've called a special assembly
at the school.
See if we can find out anything.
Danny was in a coma
for five days before he--
Well, they never did get the junkie
that k*lled him.
If Mark doesn't come out of it,
we may never get Ray Russo either.
It had to be Ray and his friends.
Hayward knows that.
But he can't prove it.
That's why I came here this morning
to ask you for help.
Help?
To recruit witnesses.
What witnesses?
The students at Woodbury High.
What does this have to do with me?
I want you to go with me
to that assembly this morning
and talk to them.
Try to convince them
to come forward,
testify against Russo and others.
Without Mark, they're our only chance.
I can't do that, I can't go back there.
They think I'm the enemy.
- I'm a narc.
- And what's wrong with that?
My friend is lying in a hospital
right now
because he believed
in what you were doing.
Because he felt responsible
for your suspension.
Yeah, well, maybe cops believe in what
we're doing, but nobody else does.
Not the kids
and not even some of the teachers.
Oh, then what do we do, Denise?
We just give up?
Just give up, say the hell with them,
let them OD or die in accidents
just because people don't
pat us on the head
and tell us
what a great job we're doing?
Being a cop is a thankless job.
If you didn't know that
from the beginning,
you never should've become one.
Well, maybe you're right.
Maybe I shouldn't be a cop.
And my brother
shouldn't have been one.
Your brother was a cop
because he wanted his kid sister
to grow up in a better world.
He wanted her to grow up
in a society that was clean,
where people had a chance.
Where did that get him?
Dead. And who cares?
Who cares?
You go find somebody else
to fight this w*r
because I'm done with it.
I'll tell you somebody who cares,
Denise.
My best friend lying in a coma.
He cares.
And I'll tell you something else.
If he ever comes out of that coma,
he's not gonna stop fighting
this w*r.
Three days ago,
a police undercover officer,
Denise Kelly,
was suspended from the force
because of lies told about her
by some of the students in this school.
Last night, my partner was beaten
and injected
with an overdose of dr*gs.
He's in a hospital in a coma
as I speak to you now.
Those responsible for that
are in this auditorium right now.
Now, one girl has already d*ed
at Woodbury.
How many more students
have to die
before you stop hiding
behind your parents
and your teachers
and your friends?
You give a lot of lip service about
how much you care about each other.
Well, now is the time to prove it.
By stepping forward and naming those
who are dealing dr*gs at Woodbury.
Those who are k*lling your friends,
and maybe mine.
Most of you already know me,
or at least you think you did.
I'm a narc.
I became a narc
because I hate dr*gs.
Five years ago my brother
was k*lled in a sh**t with a junkie.
The junkie was never charged,
because his friends gave him an alibi
and he paid them back in dr*gs.
My brother's name was Danny.
What's the matter, Billy?
You surprised to see me?
- I thought you were in a-
- In a coma?
Afraid not.
My partner said that to get a few
more people to testify against you.
You know how courts are.
You need every witness
you can get.
I didn't want Ray to sh**t you up.
Hey, you were there.
It's all the same.
Attempted m*rder, kiddo.
They're gonna put you away
for a long time.
Well, I couldn't stop him.
You can now.
Tell them what happened.
You cooperate,
you're gonna get off a lot easier.
Think about it, Billy.
Think about it.
When you're a kid,
you never think
about the consequences of anything.
Nothing can ever happen to you.
You'll never get pregnant,
so sex is okay.
You'll never get in an accident,
so speeding is okay.
You'll never OD, so dr*gs are okay.
Those things can only happen
to another person.
Well,
that's what Rhonda Blake thought.
But we're all that other person.
I lied to some of you.
And I used you and it probably hurt.
But I didn't k*ll you.
One of your own did that.
I only came here to try
to keep it from happening again.
But I can't do that now.
Only you can do that.
It was Ray.
Ray Russo sh*t up that cop
with dr*gs.
I swear to God I told him not to.
Hi, Ray.
You better slow down,
you'll get a ticket.
You remember Rhonda Blake?
You should, you k*lled her.
We got them, buddy.
We got the ones that did it to you.
And Denise is fine.
She's fine.
Mike admitted he lied.
I wish you would have been there
to see it.
Can't you even watch
where you're going?
Me? I mean, what's your hurry?
Look at the mess.
I'll help you clean it up, all right?
You--That's fine.
You're going back to the kitchen
with me
and tell my supervisor
just who did this.
- Oh, I'll be just--
- Argue somewhere else, will you?
Sorry.
What's that?
I smell food.
I'm starving.