07x22 - Dana Hall

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

One-Adam-, handle code .

[SIREN WAILING]

So, I said to her, you're not going to go to work and that's all there is to it.

Right on!

How come?

That's what I asked her. How come?

How come you want to go to work all of a sudden?

Are you ready for this?

She wants her own checking account.

Uh-oh, buddy! I'd nip that right in the old bud.

You can bet I did just that.

She's not happy overdrawing one account,

she's gotta have two sets of checks bouncing all over town.

Speaking of females, catch this one.

That's what I'd call a winner.

On a scale of ten, she's an easy nine.

I wonder who she is.

The Captain probably got himself a new secretary.

Ah, the privilege of rank.

MALLOY: Jim!

Mac's out. You'll be riding with a new partner today.

-Who is he? -It's a lady.

-A lady? -Yeah.

-Why me? -Well, I got to put her with somebody.

And I figured if she gets into trouble, you'd be able to handle it.

See you later.

Gentlemen, this is a new member of our team. Dana Hall.

Hi.

Stupid, just plain old-fashioned stupid.

Nobody says you have to like it. That's the way it is.

Well, they better not put one in my car, that's all.

Dumbest idea I ever heard of.

Where is super chick, anyway?

She's picking up the reports,

and why don't you knock that stuff off?

You know, she's going to have enough problems without you hassling her.

You'd better be careful out there today, buddy boy.

Don't count on the Ladies Auxiliary to back you up.

I'll tell you what, Ed. You take care of your unit

and I'll take care of Adam-, okay?

Jim.

-All set? -Yeah.

Don't forget that rock concert.

It starts at : so try to be in the area about then.

Right.

Permit me, madam.

You're sweet.

Well?

Well what?

Shall we get all those tired, old questions out of the way?

Like what's a nice girl like me doing in a patrol car?

I assume you like the job or the money.

Well, that's a refreshing attitude.

You don't mind having a woman for a partner?

Not unless you intend to keep harping on it all day long.

You got a deal.

This guy, Wells.

Is he a friend of yours?

Yeah.

Well, I guess every job has its drawbacks.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

-REED: See this guy in front of us? -Mmm-hmm.

That's the third time he's crossed the double line.

Deuce?

Let's find out.

[HORN HONKING]

May I see your license, please?

Ah, come on, man, will you? I'm in a hurry, huh?

Get out of the car, please.

[MUMBLING INCOHERENTLY]

Whoa! Take it easy, son.

Hands off, I didn't do anything.

Up on the curb.

Why aren't you guys out chasing bad cats? I wasn't doing anything.

Is this your current address, Tom?

Yeah. And my father's a lawyer, big lawyer.

Have you been drinking?

Do I look like I've been drinking?

Take care of him. I'll park his car.

Hey, wait a minute.

What is this, a bust? What for?

Driving under the influence.

I'm straight. I'm clean.

I haven't smoked dope or nothing. All I had was a couple of drinks.

That's all, just a couple of drinks.

I'm afraid it was a couple too many.

Look, I'll turn you on to all the big heads at school.

-You can be a big deal. -Get in the car.

-Get in the car, please. -I never been in trouble before.

In the car!

TOM: Oh, lay off!

I'm warning you! My father's a big lawyer.

You hear me? A lawyer, a big one!

The guy I'd really like to get is whoever sold him the booze.

Cite the kid back for tomorrow morning with the juvenile coordinator.

Leave your report with me and I'll get his parents down here.

All right.

You handle that bad dude all by yourself?

Give me some slack, will you, Wells?

Confident, very confident.

But you'd better remember that drunks also come in the six foot,

-pound class.

And loudmouths generally come on the short side.

Listen, Brunhilde.

-If I weren't a gentleman... -You're not.

[SIGHS] I'm sure you must have some work somewhere.

-You handled that pretty good. -Sure.

Very lady like.

I'm not a lady. I'm a cop.

-How about a cup of coffee? -Sure.

Hey, don't let Ed bother you. You'll get used to him soon enough.

Do you think he'll get used to me?

That's his problem.

There's a parking garage on the next block.

We try to roll through it once or twice every watch.

Car strippers?

Yeah, they've been working it over pretty good lately.

Got a snag from the kid.

Where do you keep your lipstick?

In my sock.

-Behind that Chevy at the end. -I see him.

Police! Hold it right there.

Another one's heading upstairs.

Watch your head.

[TIRES SCREECH]

-Hi, partner, have any trouble? -No. What happened here?

I caught him.

What happened to his face?

He ran into a post.

Well, he was about ready to fall down anyway.

He's not in very good shape.

Well, you certainly must be.

I hit the hill with the best of them at the Academy.

Move in the center.

I still do a couple of miles every morning.

You know what, Reed?

You're a closet chauvinist after all.

What do you mean?

That look on your face when you opened that car door.

You never really thought I could do it, did you?

Wrong.

I figured you'd get the job done. I just didn't know how you'd go about it.

I'll accept that.

What you got?

Car strippers.

Look like they got rough.

Yeah.

Did you handle him?

No.

You're putting me on.

I've got to find Wells.

Hey, Wells!

Wells, you in here?

[BUZZING]

Wells!

Anybody seen Wells?

Wells!

-Reed. -Wells!

Do me a favor.

Don't tell Wells what actually happened.

The mother of that kid you brought in is here.

I got 'em both in the team room.

Just finished.

What happened to the guy with the busted nose?

He ran into a post. It's in the report.

Tommy, you'll feel better as soon as I get you home and fix you something to eat.

Mrs. Bell, these are the arresting officers.

This is Officer Hall and Officer Reed.

Hello.

Tom, get up.

I just want to apologize for my son's behavior.

I don't understand it.

Tommy's such a good boy. I'm sure he's learned his lesson.

He's very sick. Do I have to bring him back tomorrow?

Yes, ma'am. : in the morning.

But he didn't actually do any harm. I mean, he didn't hurt anybody.

He could have.

Mrs. Bell, Tom was lucky.

If we hadn't spotted him, he could have k*lled himself or somebody else.

-[GAGGING] -Come on, son.

Oh, this whole business has him so upset.

If I have to bring him back tomorrow,

I don't know how I'll be able to keep it from his father.

Maybe you shouldn't keep it from his father?

They don't get along very well.

The other times they didn't speak to one another for...

Does Tom make a habit of getting drunk?

No. No, that's not what I meant at all. It's just that...

Well, you know how kids are. They like to experiment.

All of his friends do.

And, frankly, I'd rather have Tom take a drink than fool around with dr*gs.

Well, Mrs. Bell, alcohol is a drug.

I know. But at least it's legal.

HALL: Not for him.

And just because it's sold over the counter doesn't make it right.

It's that kind of attitude that is turning more and more kids onto booze.

What's okay for mom and dad can't possibly harm the kids, can it?

Well, of course, I don't approve. But how can I stop it?

If they don't get it in their own homes, they'll get it someplace else.

And you can't watch them every minute of the day. What can I do?

For openers, you can deal with reality.

You're not doing him any good by protecting him.

He got drunk!

He drove under the influence. Let him take a rap with his father.

Look, I'm only trying to keep peace in the family.

Surely, as a woman, you must understand...

I'm a police officer, Mrs. Bell.

I deal with police problems.

Your family problems are your own.

I'll wait outside, Reed.

I'm sorry if I said anything wrong.

That's all right, Mrs. Bell.

But about Tom.

I think he's got the beginnings of a big problem.

I think it'd be a good idea if you discuss it with the juvenile officer.

You and your husband, I mean.

I'm sure he'll help you all he can.

He'll be all right. He's getting cleaned up.

-Now about tomorrow, Mrs. Bell... -We'll be here.

The three of us, :.

Good luck, Mrs. Bell.

Thank you.

See you later.

Come on. I'll buy you a cup of coffee.

-Conference? -Yeah.

-Man to man? -Cop to cop.

You came down pretty hard on Mrs. Bell.

In another minute, she would have had a crying towel on my shoulder.

Sometimes, that's part of the uniform.

HALL: Oh, for lady cops?

No. For every cop.

You know what I think?

I think she was starting to get to you, and you're afraid of that.

So you started acting like you're tough.

But, believe me, that's not a departmental requirement.

You mean that these other cops would have come in to listen to a sob story?

Yeah. Most of them.

Even Ed Wells.

You may not like him, but at least he doesn't

leave his feelings in the locker room when he puts on his uniform.

And if you try to do that, you'll be a basket case

and you won't be a very good cop, either.

You know the problem with you, Jim,

[SIGHS]

is that you're right.

I'll take that coffee now.

I'm buying.

-How do you like it? -Black.

So when I finished college,

I considered graduate school, even law.

I couldn't decide, so I took a job.

Do you know that I worked four years for my BA

and the best I could get was a secretary to a dirty old man?

Talk about your boring.

That's boring.

I was impatient to do something really useful.

Then when this job came along, I just took it.

We better get back on the street.

Hey, wait a minute, my check.

Oh, habit.

I knew you were a closet chauvinist.

Listen, you can buy tomorrow. Okay?

Oh, well, in that case...

But if you insist.

You've come a long way, baby.

FEMALE DISPATCHER: One-X-ray-, One-X-ray-.

A group. There now at the Amphitheater.

Sunset and Ventura. Near the main entrance.

Code .

Is that Wells?

Yeah. Let's back him up.

FEMALE DISPATCHER: One-X-ray-, roger.

All units and One-Adam-.

Officer needs assistance at the Amphitheater.

Sunset and Ventura. One-Adam-, handle Code .

One-Adam-, roger.

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

[LOUD CHEERING]

A bunch of turn ways trying to bust their way in.

Must be of them scattered around in small groups all over the place.

Security guard tells me there's an intermission in about minutes.

That gives us nine minutes to break this up before they spill inside.

Disperse them and move them out towards the street.

Cover both sides of the building.

You two stay with me. The rest of you move out.

Stick by the radio. I'm going to take a look.

Hey, honey. You better lay back and stay out of my way. All right?

You stay out of my way, Wells.

[SCREAMING]

Right arm.

MALLOY: Take control of the prisoners and keep a log.

-Coming at you, Pete. -We'll handle him.

Got another one.

-Was he any trouble? -No.

You stay here and give us a hand.

My partner's up there.

Okay.

Police officer! Hold!

Right hand behind your back.

Take care of him.

Hold it! Drop the rock!

Check out the other box office.

Hold it right there!

Oh, momma! You're in trouble.

Put your hands on your head and take it easy, mister.

[GRUNTING]

I'm telling you, buddy boy, she really saved your bacon.

Take gas, will you?

No kidding. You should have seen the way she took that railing

without breaking stride.

I bet you couldn't do it.

Yeah. But then, he hasn't had eight years in ballet either.

-She study ballet, too? -Yeah.

See, now there's your problem, Wells. Not enough ballet.

All right! All right! So Hall's an exception.

Maybe she's some kind of, what do you call them? Amazons.

Freak!

All I know is a normal woman can't handle this job.

I don't care if you give her a baton, a g*n, a whip and a chair.

And this whole idea stinks

because as soon as you let one in, there goes the whole department.

You're a reactionary, Ed. You know that?

That's some kind of mean-looking Amazon freak is all I got to say.

Come on, let's go get a beer.

-See you guys tomorrow. -Good night, Dana.

Good night.

Well, there goes the whole department.