Yes! 118!
I'm under 120! (laughs)
I feel like celebrating.
Pull over. I want a candy bar.
Forget it!
I'm not contributing to you falling off the wagon.
Hey, man, I've been good.
I deserve a reward, man.
I've been exercising, been dieting.
And tell me the truth, have I been crabby?
Don't make me answer that.
Hey, one candy bar is not gonna kill me, man.
Besides, my triglyceride level's plummeted to 1,300.
I think I'm going into a coma.
All right, but it's your insurance premiums
if you flunk the exam.
This is not the S.A.T. You don't flunk it.
No, worse. You just pay jacked-up premiums.
Hey, pull over. I'll pass.
You want anything?
Uh, no, thanks.
My triglycerides are just fine.
Yuk-yuk-yuk-yuk.
(laughs)
(humming)
(mellow rock playing)
Sugar.
Candy.
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DOMINGUEZ: Police! Freeze!
(patrons scream)
(tires screech)
(tires squealing)
Get in.
Green sedan.
He's got a buddy.
(tires squealing)
(touch-tones beeping) Call it in.
Already dialing.
(tires squealing)
You get that candy bar?
Just drive!
Make a left!
No!
(tires squeal)
Get him, and I'll get the driver!
(tires squeal)
Holy...
(chuckles)
Hell, man, if you spent some of this on air bags,
you might be around to enjoy it.
SIU. Sergeant Klein speaking.
Yeah, we need an ambulance at 200 block of Western Avenue.
Ambulance is on its way.
Yeah.
No, make that a coroner.
All right. You got it.
Send an armored car, too.
(woman singing over bluesy organ riff)
Final tally, just over three million.
So, if nobody claims it
within ten days, I get it, right?
Oh, yeah. You get it.
Uh, Nash, the guy that you caught,
the driver... Axel Munson.
What are you guys looking at?
You never seen $3 million in cash before?
Get out of here. Go back to work.
All right, this guy Munson, is he one of ours?
Oh, yeah.
Auto theft, assault, possession of stolen property.
But, you know, all small-time stuff.
Yeah, well, judging from the luggage,
it looks like he's jumped up in weight class.
What about the dead guy? You ID him?
Yeah, his name was Javier Pearson.
How about the car? It was registered
to a Jungle Auto.
A small lot south of the Slot
that, uh... that Pearson owned with his wife.
All right, Evan, start running
the serial numbers on these bills with the hot sheets,
and check with the Feds.
Let's see if somebody knows whose war chest that came from.
You got it.
Get out of... Just looking.
Go, go, go. Hey, uh, Harve!
After Evan does his thing,
get the lab boys over here, and you do your thing
with them. Got it.
Can I take this home
just to sleep with it one night, overnight?
Come on.
Hey, I didn't do nothin', man.
Some crazy guy with a gun jumps in my car
and tells me to drive.
(laughs)
Axel, before we get started here,
let me explain something to you.
You see, it's your job to convince us
you're not involved in this.
Now, startin' out so defensive...
not so good.
Kind of a dead giveaway.
I need to make a phone call, man.
No, first you need to tell us what's in Las Vegas.
Las Vegas?
Yeah.
We found a map and some casino brochures in your car.
What are you, gonna play a little blackjack or something?
I don't gamble.
Oh. He doesn't gamble.
Mmm. Not true.
See, right now he's putting his ass
at risk big-time.
There was $3 million in that backseat.
Where did you get it?
Three million?
DOMINGUEZ: Yeah. Dollars.
You know, those little green things about that long.
Have pictures of dead presidents on them. You know.
Okay.
I'll be straight with you guys.
I got a cousin, see?
He books rock concerts.
And the acts, they like to get paid in cash.
So I was just bringing the cash down to pay the bands.
Wow.
These must be some pretty big bands.
Oh, yeah, big bands.
Huge bands.
Which bands?
Stones.
Rolling Stones?
Impressive.
Garth Brooks.
Striped shirt, cowboy hat, a phone operator mike?
That's him.
Yeah, love him.
Yeah, he's good.
So, that's your story and you're sticking to it?
Yeah. That's the truth.
All right.
Well, you can make your phone call now.
Just don't run that nose into a wall on your way out, Pinocchio.
Okay. Let's go.
Well, it looks like Axel's taking one for the team.
What do you want to do?
Eh, put the money in lost and found,
and, uh, see if Mick Jagger comes to claim it.
This morning's paper: "All special crime units...
"SIU, Night Investigations, CRUSH,
"and the Anti-Gang Task Force... Will be reorganized
under a new unified command, effective today."
So, what does that mean, we have a new boss?
Ah, it's political featherbedding.
It means some bozo with connections
got a cushy new job, and that's it.
But we're going to have to answer to this guy, right?
Nope. It just means we have to send
all of our reports to a new address.
And that's all it means.
Everything else around here stays the same.
DOMINGUEZ: What the hell is he doing here?
Oh, my God, it's Bettina.
Bridges, Dominguez.
Rick Bettina and Dawn,
ladies and gentlemen. Hey!
(cheering and applause)
That's the best you could do, Nash?
On short notice. Well, for your information,
Tony Orlando is alive, well, living in Branson, Missouri,
and making a hell of a lot more money than all of you combined.
Well, now, that's fascinating.
But, uh, what the hell do you want?
We're kind of busy.
Oh, well, you could say hello
to your new boss.
"Director of Police Investigations."
DOPI? BETTINA: Okay.
Director of Police Investigations.
Next person who refers to it as "dopey"
is guaranteed an immediate suspension without pay.
Are there any other questions?
Uh, yeah, just one.
How in the hell did this happen?
Well, I was recruited by an executive search committee.
I survived a grueling screening process,
and I was deemed to be the most outstanding candidate.
Which means it has everything to do
with your mother's marriage to the chief.
Your mommy got you this job?
Oh, no!
Her marrying the chief
had very little to do with it, almost nothing, in fact.
Look, the bottom line is,
I'm the new guy in charge.
You got a problem with it, take it up with the chief.
Here.
Let go!
Say "cheese."
For the newspapers.
Transfer of power.
SIU is now officially
my domain.
I'll be in touch. (snaps fingers)
Aw, man... Who in their right mind
would put Bettina in charge of anything?
I think you just answered your own question.
Uh, "right mind" being the operative words.
I think now is a good time to wake up.
Wake up, wake up, come on, wake up. I can't believe this!
All right, all right, everybody relax. This is ridiculous!
Everybody relax. I'll handle DOPI.
In the meantime, Joe and I'll mosey on over
and see what we can get from Pearson's widow.
All right, everybody hit the streets.
Somebody's out a whole big chunk of change,
and it's a cinch that Bettina ain't gonna do
our legwork for us.
MAN (over phone): I could get real worked up over $6 million.
(whispering): I'm telling the truth.
Javier and I were together the whole time
until the accident.
According to my sources,
the police only found $3 million in the car.
It was all there when the cops started chasing us.
On my mother's grave.
Your mother isn't dead, Axel.
Not yet.
$3 million is a mighty costly fender bender.
What, wait, wait, wait, wait.
One of the cops who busted us,
he was alone with the money
while his partner chased me down.
Look, let me stop you right now before you upset me any more.
I'll look into the cop.
You keep your mouth shut.
Okay.
What about my bail?
(dial tone drones)
Harvey? Harvey! It's true.
Yeah? Hi.
Can I help?
It's me, Anna.
Paxton?
Oh, my God.
Anna.
I'm so sorry.
You look so different from the last time I saw you.
Yeah, I-I traded in my leg irons for these swell earrings.
When did you get out?
About a week ago.
(clearing throat) Oh, I'm...
Evan, this is Anna Paxton.
Anna, Evan Cortez.
Hi. How are you?
Pleasure to meet you. Hi. Hi.
I-I don't remember you. You must be new.
Yeah, yeah, what's-what's the connection?
Uh...
Harvey arrested me once.
Well, it was a political thing.
Really.
Uh, listen,
I-I was wondering if you were free tonight.
For dinner.
Um, catch up on old times?
It's been four years.
Dinner would be great, yeah.
Great.
Pick me up at my hotel, the Bennix.
Um, let's say 8:00.
I'll be there.
Good. I'll see you then.
Okay.
Evan. Yeah, nice to meet you.
That's unbelievable, Harve.
That chick's all over you.
I spoke on her behalf at her trial.
Anna was one of the first big proponents
for medicinal marijuana.
I end up arresting her for trafficking.
But, hell, all she wanted, you know, was for AIDS
and cancer patients to get some relief.
She didn't even smoke.
Sounds like a saint, but looks like a sinner.
Cortez, keep your meat hooks away.
That is my collar.
I didn't... (scoffs) Whatever.
(recording of deep growling plays)
So, Bettina's our boss.
How much does that suck?
Well, you know, nepotism is only
one step removed from inbreeding.
If Bettina's smart, he'll stay the hell away from us.
So, you're pretty much in total denial, yeah?
Yeah, pretty much.
Just trying to keep your blood pressure down.
Uh, I'm looking for the owner.
(speaking Mandarin)
Xie xie.
Now that's what I call customer service.
Maybe he's just taking her out for a test drive.
Can I help you?
Inspectors Bridges and Dominguez.
Sandrine Pearson?
Yes.
I need to speak with you about your husband.
In private, please.
Anything you say to me, you can say to Jorge.
Well, I think it might be better if we speak in private.
I'm, uh, Javier's brother.
I see.
Well, what is it?
Um, what's wrong?
Uh, Javier's been in a car accident, ma'am,
and I'm afraid he's dead.
I'm sorry.
Oh, my God.
No.
When did it happen?
This morning.
My baby.
Do you have any idea why he had $3 million in the car?
Look around.
Does it look like my brother had that kind of money?
Well, the fact is, he did.
(sobbing)
If you think of anything that might be able to help us,
give us a call, all right?
Is that about the weirdest reaction you ever saw?
Whoo, baby!
So, our dead guy's brother is bonking our dead guy's wife.
What do you want to bet they're not telling us
all that they know?
I'll bet three million bucks.
I don't know, Anna.
I don't know what happened to that counterculture gal
that I booked and printed so long ago.
Hey, she's right here.
But I'll admit, having been denied the pleasures of life
does make you appreciate them more.
I can relate to that.
To being free and, uh, feeling good.
Congrats.
(sultry music playing in background)
You must've taken a lot of heat for sticking up for me in court.
A little!
I never properly thanked you.
I'd say this makes up for it.
Some sweet digs here.
Comes with its own
private jet, does it?
The movie company.
They-they paid for it.
Oh, right.
What is up with that?
Tell me about this movie of the week thing.
When, uh, when they first contacted me,
I almost hung up on them.
It seemed so pretentious.
But, uh, then I got to thinking,
it's the message that's important, not the medium.
I just hope you're doing the right thing.
Hey, if I can reach ten million people
in a single night, tell them about
why we should legalize marijuana for medical use,
why not? Yeah. Yeah.
That's a hell of a lot more people than I reached
writing letters to congressmen.
Yeah.
Hey, listen, um...
I'm sorry about what happened.
Don't be.
It gave me a chance to work on myself, along with my cause.
I hope whoever they get to play you
has got your beauty...
(glasses clinking)
and your spirit.
You're very sweet.
Who do you see playing your role?
(scoffs)
Oh, come on, Harvey.
The cop who busts me
then risks his career to testify for me.
That's the best part of the story.
(chuckles)
Anna, Anna, me in a movie?
Mm-hmm.
What do you think?
I-I...
WOMAN (over speakers): Number 47, your order's ready.
Whoa! (grunting)
(tires squealing)
MAN: Where's my $3 million?
It's already been booked into evidence.
Not that three million, the other three.
I don't know what you're talking about, man.
Ow!
We both know there was $6 million in that car.
You have 24 hours to return my money
or I'll start cutting off your limbs as interest.
Bye, now.
(grunting)
(groaning)
WOMAN: You all right, mister?
Joe, was that van carpet plush pile, berber or shag?
I'll let you know as soon as the doctor
gets a sample out of my nasal cavity.
They put a pin in that?
Ah! Damn, man.
That's a broken finger, not a pull toy. Sorry.
Did you go through the books? That wouldn't do
any good; I was face down with a foot to the back of my neck.
But you would recognize the voice.
In a nanosecond.
Harve, what's the word on the street?
If anybody knows anything
about three mil, they ain't talking.
Okay, we got Axel, Sandrine and Jorge.
Till we get something better, we run with them.
All right.
Welcome back, Axel.
Now, since last we spoke, we've learned a few things.
Mainly, that you started out with $6 million
and what we want to know is, where's the other three?
Don't tell me... you used it
to pay off Aerosmith and, uh, Randy Travis.
We already had this discussion.
Let me apprise you of the situation, Axel.
You see, I'm gonna find out one way or the other,
and if I find out you're lyin' to me,
I'm gonna whip out my really big eraser
and I'm gonna use it on you.
I got immunity, man.
(chuckling) Not only is he
a liar, he's delusional.
You can't even go to the bathroom
without my permission, bubba.
You're wrong, man.
I talked to the head guy.
He is the head guy, genius.
Oh, not any more.
I'm taking over this investigation.
No, no, no. Oh, no, you're not.
Here's my advice to you:
A: Do what you're told.
Two: Stay out of my way.
C: Stay away from my witness.
Uh, whoa, whoa, whoa.
You better talk to me.
All right, you want the bad news?
Here's the bad news.
Munson's prepared to testify that your partner, Dominguez,
stole $3 million cash from the trunk of his car
prior to taking him into custody.
Que pinche mentiroso, man...
Easy, easy, easy.
And I think the story's credible.
Are you kidding me?
You're gonna take this lying scum...?
You're gonna take his word over mine?
Okay, let's go over this.
Who amongst us spends all his off-duty time
scrounging for any extra nickel?
Bing! Joe Dominguez.
How about another one?
Out of everyone here, who's always looking
for a moonlighting job?
Bing! Once again, Joe Dominguez.
You're reaching, bubba.
He had means, he had opportunity, he had motive.
I'm gonna prove it.
What are you doing? What are you doing?
What? Are you giving me the finger?
Are you giving me the finger?!
I'm picking my nose. You know what?
You better start talking to a lawyer.
That's my advice to you.
I'd get your finger off me.
Let's go.
Guess I ain't as dumb as you thought, huh?
If you cut a deal with that idiot,
you're dumber than I thought.
So, tell me, how did it go last night?
Oh, it went.
You're kidding me. On the first date?
I'm not saying anything.
Oh, you're like a stealth weapon, my friend.
Silent but deadly.
I did not say a word.
You don't have to, you're positively glowing.
So, tell me something.
What exactly is this?
Some people are interested in making a TV movie about Anna.
This is a waiver for my name and likeness.
Wow, that's great, Harve.
So, how much are they paying you?
Nothing.
That's why they call it a waiver, you know?
You're not planning on signing this thing, are you?
Why do you ask?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a second. Time out here.
Do you see what's happening here?
Okay, all right, Mr. Voice Of Experience.
Enlighten me. All right.
Check this out.
Beautiful ex-con gets out of prison, right?
They're gonna make a Hollywood movie about her life.
She puts the moves on you.
Then she wants you to sign this little waiver,
signing away all your rights.
Doesn't that strike you as a little bit odd?
No. Harve,
you're the one that put her in prison.
How do you think you're gonna be portrayed in this thing?
You're paranoid.
Am I? I mean,
you did all the work,
you testified for her in court,
and now she's gonna get all the glory and all the money!
Evan, she doesn't care about this waiver!
Or the glory or the money.
She said I could sign it or not.
It's up to me. Uh-huh.
But she made sure that you took that little thing with you
this morning when you left, right?
Drop it, okay?
Harve, I hate to tell you this,
but if you sign that thing,
I guarantee you, she's gonna drop you.
All right.
Let's find out.
You're suicidal.
JORGE: Nice, Candy.
Let me see a little more pole work.
MAN: Hey! We're closed. Whoa!
Relax, Thor.
Yeah.
How are you?
Why are you here?
You know, I'm glad to see that you got your work
to throw yourself into to help you through the pain.
Why we're here is because we know that there was $6 million
in your brother's car.
Now, we have
three and that means, there's a missing three
out there somewhere.
Oh, we also know that, uh,
you bought a couple plane tickets to Brazil.
I didn't buy any plane tickets.
Well, somebody did.
But no worries, mate.
I called the State Department,
and your passport and your visa,
they've been suspended.
Might want to get ahold of the airline and get that refund.
JORGE: That's bogus, man.
See, somebody's trying to set me up.
Well, they're doing a very good job of it.
What do you say we just be straight with each other?
Either you have the missing money,
or you need our help more than we need you.
I-I don't know anything.
Well, you're a veritable fount of ignorance, aren't you?
(sighs)
Mira, guey.
Nosotros estamos en la misma situation.
Es mejor que cooperes conmigo.
O nos unimos los dos juntos, me entiendes?
Are you two done?
For now.
(applause)
Nice.
Okay, thank you.
(sighs)
Max.
Just wanted to pay my respects.
(nervous chuckle)
Javier was a good man,
loyal employee,
trusted friend.
These are for you.
Thank you.
Where's Jorge?
Jorge?
I hear you spend a lot of time together.
I don't have the money.
And neither does Jorge,
if that's what this is about.
Is that so?
I was hoping someone had my $3 million,
since Javier isn't around to tell me where it went.
If you ask me, I'd say that cop took it.
You seem to know a lot about it.
Only what the cops told me.
I-I didn't say anything.
I hope not.
Look, Max, Javier and Axel
stopped here on their way out of town.
If the cash was in the car when they got here,
it was in the car when they left.
You sure?
Well, we were together the whole time.
Ask Axel.
Did Jorge take my money?
He was here, but he didn't take it.
(phone rings)
And you would know.
(ringing continues)
Hello?
Hi, baby. It's me.
I'm-I'm gonna have to call you back.
Wait.
Did you buy any plane tickets in my name?
What are you talking about?
Who's that?
Answer the question.
No.
Jorge, what's going on?
The cops are putting a lot of heat on me.
Look, they were just here.
I don't... I don't like where this is going.
Jorge...
Where's the money?
Do you think I know?
I'll call you in a couple of days.
Where are you going?
I'll call you when I get there. Jorge!
(dial tone drones)
Looks like everybody's abandoning you.
He's leaving town.
Thanks for your help.
Take that file there.
Just take everything.
BRIDGES: Hey, Rick, what are you
looking for, your integrity?
Ah, you can't stand it, can you, Bridges?
You might have a chink in your armor,
and that chink might be your partner.
I'm Mexican, okay?
Ha-ha.
Okay, I'm not going to let you bait me, Dominguez,
but I want, I want to make something clear to you.
If you try to stop my investigating this case
against you, I'm going to assume you got something to hide.
Bettina, if I had something to hide, you'd never find it.
Uh, excuse me, gentlemen.
Uh, I don't give a damn who Daddy is,
nothing leaves this place unless I say so.
Okay. All right, Bridges, what do you want?
You want probable cause?
Explain to me how all of a sudden
Dominguez is looking to buy some land in the Napa Valley.
Oh. Ah, look at that.
You don't know your partner
as well as you thought you did, huh?
There's a perfectly good explanation for that.
Yeah. See there? Uh, tell him, Joe.
Okay. This real estate company was offering
a free prize to anybody who listened to their pitch.
Okay, so Inger and I drove up there,
put in our time in the lecture hall, had a nice lunch,
and walked away with a brand-new VCR.
End of story.
Uh-huh.
That's... that's your story?
You can check it with my wife.
Oh, I'll check it out.
I'm going to check it out in court.
Court? What're you talking about, court? Take this stuff.
Put that down.
Now, get out of here before you really piss me off!
Okay, Bridges, what do you want?
What do you want? You want paperwork? Okay.
I'll come back a little later. I'll bring the proper paperwork.
Which reminds me,
I still do not have the incident report on this case.
I want it in the palm of my hand first thing in the morning.
Thanks for stopping by, Rick.
From now on, all information flows through me.
Leave that crap.
Let's go.
Anybody else besides me see my career going up in flames?
He'll implode, bubba.
Just let nature take its course.
What a nightmare.
So you gave her the waiver, right?
Yes, I did.
And she was still into you?
Let me put it
this way: we didn't have any lunch at lunch.
Mm.
Well, maybe I was wrong.
You sound convinced.
That's because I'm not, quite frankly.
You know, it could just be, Evan,
that she and I were made for each other.
I've often wondered if she was the one that got away.
No, Harve, she was the one that was sent away.
Ha-ha-ha. (knocking on door)
I'll have to owe you a smart-ass retort.
(laughs): That's fair.
Hey, baby.
Good afternoon, girls. Howdy.
How's our hero, Jorge, doing?
Still hibernating.
BRIDGES: Oh, there he is now.
How did you do that?
Eh, it's a gift.
And a curse.
LEEK: That's a lot of luggage.
DOMINGUEZ: So what do you think, dirty money and clean underwear?
Well, if it's underwear, I'm thinking about 200 pairs.
That's enough for Bettina for about a week.
(Leek and Cortez laugh)
No, no, I don't like that.
Let's roll, guys.
(grunts)
Police! Freeze!
Check.
(distant sirens wailing)
Doesn't anybody have that damn money?
I don't know, but we got a lot of underwear.
DOMINGUEZ: He moved our desks.
Is he authorized to do this?
Move furniture?
It's probably all he's authorized to do.
Oh, hey. How do you like the new set up?
Hate it.
Gentlemen, you know what I have here?
A copy of Axel Munson's full statement.
It's very illuminating. I could hardly put it down.
Let me have a look.
Oh, not a chance.
I'll tell you why, because
unfortunately for you,
it badly implicates your partner.
By the way,
where is my copy of the incident report?
I'll get it.
(clears throat)
Evan? Yeah?
Give me the three colored report folders.
Put those take-out menus in there.
Yeah, sure.
Leave that alone.
Thank you. Yep.
Okay.
Here are the preliminary reports and the yellows.
Thank you. It's about time. And here are the FW-420s
awaiting your signature.
Oh! Wait, wait, wait.
I forgot to include the 5150s.
You want the jackets, too, right?
Yeah, give me everything.
Wait, all right, hold that. And these...
these are the statements that are awaiting
your signature; and you need to initial where the, uh, uh,
evidence disclosure is.
All right, hold on. All I want is the completed paperwork.
Well, I'm going to need the incident report forms first.
I know that. Here, take it. Get the hell
out of here. Glad to. Thank you.
Well, according to this, Axel and Javier Pearson
ran $6 million to Vegas every month.
Why? Part of a money laundering scheme.
For who? It doesn't say here.
Apparently, Bettina's more interested in me than him.
But it says that after they got the money,
they stopped at Jungle Auto.
Yeah, but only for a few minutes.
You're going to take Axel's word for it? Our Axel?
The world's biggest, if not worst, liar?
Ah, you're right.
Well, with Jorge and Javier dead and Axel in custody,
that narrows down our list of suspects to one.
Yeah, you're right: Sandrine.
But, uh, guess what, bubba? Hmm?
We're not the only ones interested.
Hang on. Quick stop. What do you mean?
(tires screeching)
(horn blares)
All right, get out of the car! Come on!
Put your hands up! Get out! Come on, move! Up against there!
Turn around! Get up there! Move! Move! Move!
You've been riding my ass halfway across town, pal.
Now, tell me what it's about
before I really get pissed off.
Police! Up against the wall, right now! Move!
Face down! Put your hands where I can see them.
Now then, say something nice to my partner, Max.
Oh, he's shy.
Let me see if I can help you.
Say,
"I threatened your life,
"then I threw you out of a moving vehicle,
"and now that you're here to arrest me,
"I am very, very,
very, very sorry."
Can you say that, Max?
MAX: You've got no right to come in here.
You've got no probable cause.
That's the voice.
Now we do.
DOMINGUEZ: Actually, we had probable cause before.
You know those two goons you sent over to break my arm?
Now they're in jail, trying to break each other's arms.
See who can get the deal.
DOMINGUEZ: Mm-hmm. We could hardly
stop them from telling everything they know about you.
Yup. We got you on money-laundering,
kidnapping, extortion, and now murder.
DOMINGUEZ: We might be able to save you from the death penalty if you
tell us who you think has the missing three million.
If I knew where it was, it wouldn't be missing.
I was afraid of that.
Take him away, boys.
Cut up his credit cards.
(knocking on door)
Who is it?
LEEK: Room service.
Morning, ma'am.
You ordered flowers.
Mmm. Ah. Mmm.
And... fruit.
Mmm. Mmm. Mmm. Ah.
No. No, but I did order the side of beef with extra ham.
You found me out.
Ah. Uh, set it up.
Yeah. All right.
Uh, I'll-I'll be right out.
Okay.
Hey, I thought we could take a ride
down the coast this weekend.
I have a friend who runs an inn in Carmel.
Yeah. Sounds groovy.
Those are just some notes.
Yeah. See that.
The-the production company requested them for authenticity.
They request this page here
about you and me making love?
I mean, don't get me wrong.
I appreciate you rounding it up to the nearest hour, uh...
Harvey, I was just recording my-my thoughts. Uh...
"Possible future scenes with Harvey"?
Tell me this hasn't been about your movie, please.
(laughs) I mean, us, everything. Tell me.
Harvey, I didn't hide those notes
because I'm not ashamed of them.
How long did you plan on us continuing?
A week? A month?
Just this weekend? I mean,
would that be long enough
to give you a proper ending for this film?
Harvey, you are blowing this way out of proportion.
You think so?
So what if our romance makes a great ending for my movie? Huh?
Does-does that mean my feelings for you are any less real?
Anna, you servicing the movie or your heart?
Both.
Ah.
(laughs)
All right.
Well, maybe you're comfortable with that, but
I'm not.
(door opens)
(door closes)
Uh, no. As long as I have a copy of the questions beforehand,
I'm fine with it.
Right. Yeah, I know. Nothing too substantive.
Okay. I'll see you there.
Bridges! Dominguez!
I need to talk to you.
You're not gonna find this very funny.
Department regulation 243-dash-B gives me the right
to polygraph my subordinates.
Failure to submit to said polygraph is grounds
for immediate dismissal.
That said, and hopefully understood, Dominguez,
you don't really have a problem
with, uh, submitting to a lie detector, do you?
No. You have any problem taking an I.Q. test?
All right, see, now, I'm trying
to give your partner a chance to clear his name.
Here's an idea.
Clear it now.
He didn't do it.
I'll be back.
What does this guy have against me?
Hmm. Maybe he's jealous.
Of what?
Has he seen you naked?
Is your name Joe Dominguez?
Yes.
(machine whirring)
Are we currently in San Francisco?
Yes.
Are you female?
No.
Is money a driving factor in your life?
D-Define "driving."
Oh, just answer the question, Dominguez.
Well, it's not a black and white issue. Uh...
MAN: Is money a driving factor in your life?
Occasionally.
Answer yes or no, please.
Yes.
Would you sit down?
You're making me nervous.
Ooh. Ooh.
Ooh.
So?
How'd he do?
His score's so fricking low, it ought to be a windchill factor.
Plus he proved to be
particularly deceptive on the money issues.
(sighs)
You know, Rick, normally I find your affable, boneheaded,
can't-get-out-of-your-own-way self quite amusing.
But lately, you're becoming a mighty big pain in the ass.
What is that? Is that... is that a threat?
Are you threatening me, Bridges?
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, that's a threat, Rick.
Get a clue, will you?
I will. Meantime, I got a grand jury to see.
Rick, you take this
to the grand jury, you're not gonna like how it plays out.
Ooh...
I'll take my chances.
Your mistake.
Relax, bubba.
(sighs)
If you can judge danger by the intelligence of your enemy...
(chuckles) you're sailing.
What are you so darn upset about? I'm not upset!
I just don't want to talk about it. Why?
If I told you, I'd be talking about it. I just said
I don't want to talk about it. I was right about her, wasn't I?
Evan, don't make me shoot you.
What do you got, Harve?
Ah, Merry Widow went back to the car lot. Back from where?
All over town; she went to Jorge's house,
the club, his storage locker.
If you ask me, she looks like somebody who's hunting for money,
rather than somebody who knows where it is.
Maybe she made you.
No, absolutely not.
LEEK: Joe, what's going on?
Hey, Bettina went to the grand jury.
I heard they're going to indict, man. It's over.
He's overreacting. It's a Latin thing.
Yeah, by this time next week, I'll be sharing a bunk bed
with Rocco, the sugar daddy of cell block nine.
Joe, relax. Commonsense intelligence will prevail.
But until they find that money, I'm screwed.
What are... will you stop that?
You can pack up your self-pity later, bubba.
We've got work to do. Where are we going?
Back where we started.
You want to solve a crime,
stick with the money,
of which we don't have any.
Or the drugs, of which there isn't any.
Or the women, and we got one.
(recording of deep growling plays)
You're going to wear a hole in the porch there, Sandy.
What do you want?
Same thing as you: we want the money.
I don't have it. Ah, that's odd.
You see, uh, the way I see this,
there's only four people that could've taken that money.
Two of them are dead, and one of them's in jail.
That just leaves you.
Do you think if I had the friggin' money,
I'd still be here?
Well, who do you think has the money?
Javier and Axel stopped here with the cash.
We all came inside.
Javier asked Jorge to go out and watch the car.
He was the only one alone with the car.
Yeah, well, he didn't take it.
He had to. He was the only one out there.
Well, actually, there was one other person.
SANDRINE: He only speaks Chinese.
That's not a problem for Nash.
(speaking Mandarin)
Okay, Bridges. Party's over
for Dominguez. Yo!
BRIDGES: Don't do it, Rick.
Joe, wrist check, baby, come on. Let's go.
Let's not make an ugly scene!
Come on, I want a picture of this.
Come on, I want a pic... Come here, come here.
It's important to show a grateful public that
corruption will not be tolerated under my regime.
Smile. You don't have a regime.
You better put your pony back in the barn, Rick.
No more delay tactics, Bridges.
No more delay tactics.
The grand jury has spoken, despite the fact
that I walked in there with menus covered in soy sauce,
and not depositions.
(speaking Mandarin)... Bruce.
(speaking Mandarin)
So, what's this little home improvement moment
supposed to prove, Bridges?
That you're good with power tools?
Rick, if we were to find the money
in some place that Joe could've never put it,
that would just pretty much blow your case,
wouldn't it? Yeah, I guess it would.
But I don't know how you expect that to happen unless,
you know, you think the money's just going to fall out of thin air.
Ah! Jeez!
(Bridges and Dominguez laugh)
Now, that's the first time
I've ever been glad to see money that wasn't mine.
Hey, Harve, Anna called four times in the past hour.
Seems like she really wants to talk to you.
Aren't you going to call her back?
You get those two 5150s that I gave you?
Yeah, I just put them right in front of you.
She had an angle, okay?
You were right. You feel better?
Uh, no, I don't, actually.
(phone beeps) Yeah, well...
SIU, Cortez. How can I help you?
Anna.
Hold-hold on a second.
Let me see if I can find him.
What should I do, Harve?
Tell her you can't find me.
Anna, um, he's not around. Maybe you could... (laughs)
112/80. Beautiful.
That puts me in just under the wire.
You want to see beautiful?
Hey, they got my good side. All right.
What's going on?
Oh, we're just admiring ourselves in the newspaper.
Nash looks particularly photogenic, don't you think?
Let me see me. I think that's your elbow right there, Rick.
Ha, funny. Funny.
Okay, my question of the morning:
how did the money end up inside the roof?
Well, Javier had his lot boy,
what's his name, uh, Bruce...
DOMINGUEZ: Bruce. Bruce, yeah.
Uh, get the money out of the trunk
of the car while they all went inside.
I'm going to take a wild guess and say that
Javier found out that Jorge was bonkin' his wife.
Figured out a way to get rid of him
and get rich at the same time.
Oh, okay. Okay.
Well, look, the bottom line is, I'm relieved to see
that Dominguez was not involved.
Really?
BETTINA: Yeah. Hey, Joe, come on. No hard feelings.
You know, it didn't look so good, you know what I mean,
him failing the polygraph test?
How uncharacteristically humble of you, Rick.
Right. The important thing is the teamwork, right?
We did it together.
Found the money, caught the bad guys, cleared Joe's name.
Yep, it was sure one, big team effort, all right.
Let's see, what was your contribution again?
Oh, yeah.
You're the guy that gave
immunity to a violent felon
in exchange for bogus testimony
implicating a decorated,
veteran cop.
But the important thing is, we got this big "W"
on the board for the team. Hey!
Yeah, I'm glad you see it that way, Joe.
Hell, Rick, at this rate,
you could make chief by next year.
You could have your own office.
(gasps)
Then, you could marry your mother.
(laughter) BETTINA: Okay, okay.
You guys, you don't get it. You just don't get it.
This may be a team, but I'm the new head coach,
and I want a little respect.
Sure.
Okay, this is what I'm going to do.
I'm going to go see the chief, because I have
an appointment with him, but don't worry.
I'm going to put in a good word for all you guys.
Yeah, sure you will.
Don't think I didn't see that, Dominguez.
What? Okay, where is it?
Where's what?
My desk!
Where is my desk?
Oh, the, uh, the, uh, the Director of Central Administration, you know...
Anyway, he said there was some foul up with the paperwork.
And I tried to talk to him out of it, but he said, "Nothing doing."
And they sent your desk down to... what was it, airport substation?
Yeah, substation. LEEK: Yeah, airport...
Okay. Okay.
You think that I...
Not for one moment, not for one second,
if you don't think I don't know that you're behind this!
Me? Yeah, you.
Cut that out! Yes, you.
You're behind this. And don't think
it's not going to be reflected in your next evaluation.
They sent you your new chair, though.
I mean, you could have this one
till the other one gets cleared up.
All right, see?
This is more like it, right?
Now, we're talking. All right.
This is what we're going to do.
Until my desk gets back here,
I'm going to share yours.
So why don't you clean out all the drawers for me?
Okay. Fine.
I'll be in touch.
(laughter)
I fear that there will be repercussions over this.
(chuckles)
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