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Sit.
We can discuss the merchandise.
Bubba, you get us all the way out here to bumsquat nowhere.
Some...
wet, cold warehouse.
What you got better be good.
I assure you, it is.
Please.
Carlos?
Eh, relax, Teddy.
S'posed to be first-rate stuff, huh?
We'll give these ol' boys a chance.
I need to see the money first.
How 'bout that, partner?
Got ten pounds of hundred dollar bills there.
Very good.
Got-dang, bet your ass it's very good.
I have two shipments in...
One 18 kilos, highest quality,
one 20 kilos, slightly less in quality.
Yeah, let's see 'em both.
Maceeb, Aleem.
(speaking foreign language)
I've been to Texas, you know.
DOMINGUEZ: That so?
I enjoy the Cadillac margaritas there.
Well good for you, bud.
See, we're from New Mexico.
Rio Dosa.
Here, the merchandise.
Oh, no, that's all right.
Uh, Carlos here is the snake man.
Well, the pattern's pretty good,
and conformation's okay.
What a beauty, yes?
Bubba, looks a little hungry there.
Hey, Ted, why don't you grab a hold of that side?
Oh, that's all right, I believe I'll just wait
till he's a hatband, thank you very much.
In the meantime,
what do you say, uh,
you boys put your hands on top of your head,
and lace your fingers together.
I don't understand.
Well, you're under arrest.
Hey! Hold...
Hey, hold it! Hey!
(groans)
(slug clinking)
Freeze! Police! Drop it!
Police. Get your hands up.
I got Upal. Watch the money. Joe, let's go!
Don't move.
(tires squealing)
The tires, Joe. Go for the tires!
Hold it, Joe.
What in the hell?
Smuggling case or smothering case?
I'm thinkin' we let the Hazmat boys check this out.
(woman singing over bluesy organ riff)
VX. It's a type of, uh, chemical agent,
like a nerve gas.
Had a vile of it in the cab of the truck.
And ten gallons in the back.
What? Remember that terrorist group
that gassed the Tokyo subway in '95?
Same general idea.
Well, I thought Upal was an animal smuggler.
Well, for the right price, he'll import anything.
What I'd like to know is
who the hell was he gettin' that for
and what were they planni" to do with it?
Well, we got this from Upal's wallet.
No, no, don't-don't worry, it's not contaminated.
(sniffing)
No. Fine.
Keep an eye on him. False...
Falsified import document for extra virgin olive oil,
same two gallon drum,
and made out to Upal's brother Vijay.
Vijay.
That was gonna be my next stop.
I know he's in this up to his eyeballs.
How do we find him?
Backtrack.
Find him the same way we found him the first time.
Through C.W.? You got it.
We're gonna make our way out to Cowboy land.
Meanwhile, Evan, you
and Michelle interrogate Upal's other bozos.
Radically on it. Got it.
Harve, work the sales side.
I'll break out the terrorist directory.
Yeah, well make sure you look
under the really, really bad listings.
Yeah.
So you want to play good cop or bad cop?
I say we both play bad cop.
Cortez.
This is for you.
Thank you very much.
Um, I-I have somethi" I gotta do.
I'll-I'll meet you over there. Okay.
Hi.
"Meet me in the engine room?"
What's that all about?
I had to resort to it. You're avoiding me.
Look who's talking!
Why would I avoid you?
For the same exact reason
that I've been avoiding you.
So I'm not the only one who feels this way?
Well, I...
Look, look, let's not get caught in here, okay?
You know I got a lot of work to do and I should...
When can we talk?
What're you doin' tonight?
Whatever you want.
(laughs)
Um, how about if I pick you up around 8:00,
and maybe sneak out so nobody sees you like leaving.
I snuck in.
I'm dead.
(mumbling)
(phone rings)
Excuse me.
I'm looking for Joe Dominguez.
Uh, I'm Joe.
Hi.
I'm Maria Reynaldo.
Oh, well, uh, what can I do for you, Maria?
Can I speak to you in private?
Sure.
Uh...
uh, come on this way. Okay.
I hear you do private detective cases.
Well, yes, I do.
I want to hire you to find my father.
Well, I'd tell you to, uh, save your money.
I mean we have an excellent Missing Persons Bureau.
Oh, no, no, he's not missing, really.
He's my biological dad.
My mom was artificially inseminated.
I want to find the donor.
Okay, uh, can I ask why?
Mm-hmm.
I'm getting married in a few days.
Oh, congratulations. Thank you.
I just feel like this is something I have to know.
And I have this fantasy that if I find him,
he'll give me away.
Well, he just may,
if he gets over the heart attack you're about to give him.
(both laugh)
You're funny.
Well, thank you.
Uh, my line of work,
it, uh, helps to have a sense of humor.
People say I'm funny.
Good.
Um, do you have any other, uh, details that I can go on?
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Here.
I got this from my mom.
Okay.
Let's see,
the deed was done in '74.
Guy was Latino. Mm-hmm.
Yeah. In his 20s at the time.
That may make him... In his 40s now.
His 40s, right. Mm-hmm.
Uh, she was inseminated at...
USF.
You ever spend any time at USF?
Uh, well, you know, uh...
My mom said the donor was a young patrol cop
with a high IQ.
Well, nobody with a high IQ goes into this job.
(chuckles)
Another good joke.
One of the research doctors said he knew him personally.
Great guy.
Very funny.
Sounds like something
they would make up to make your mom feel happy.
Ever donate sperm?
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
Are you my father?
She's convinced I'm her father.
What am I gonna do?
First you get the facts, and then investigate it
and find out if she is your daughter.
That can't be true.
I mean, I would know it
if I had a kid, wouldn't I?
Bubba, why don't I know about this?
This happened before you and I met.
I was at college.
Well, did ya?
Did I what?
Donate sperm?
I was goin' out with this girl.
Her name was Ellie Hunt, she was beautiful,
she was smart,
she could throw a curveball.
Wow. Killer credentials.
Keep goin'.
Well, she was involved
with this experimental fertility program.
(chuckling): Weren't we all?
Hey, I never slept with her.
I just donated sperm, you know?
Oh, I get it.
All the obligation with none of the fun.
That sort of deal.
Yeah, well, what I figured is
if I donated sperm professionally,
I might, uh, really get to donate sperm later,
if you know what I mean.
Oh, I, uh... I do, and I'm fascinated.
Hmm. It's truly wonderful
to see the origins of Joe Dominguez logic
way back in its earliest form.
(laughing): What happened?
Well, she was all involved in medical school,
you know, so we broke up.
It's too bad, I really liked her.
What am I gonna tell Inger?
Ooh, that's a tough one. Yeah.
Uh, what are your thoughts on this?
What are my thoughts? My thoughts are
to say absolutely nothing
unless I'm absolutely forced to.
Even though nothing happened.
Even though you have nothing to hide. That's right.
This thing came totally out of the blue
through no fault of your own.
Hey, you're the one that told me
to investigate first, you know?
It's Inger we're talkin' about.
Better safe than sorry.
(laughs)
♪ ...late last night... ♪
Okay, Carlos.
Keep your eyes peeled.
Oh, that's in check.
♪ I guess this is my lucky day ♪
♪ I brought you home and you're here to stay... ♪
Hi.
Howdy. I don't see him.
♪ ...got away ♪
Here we go.
Kick, kick.
You see what I see?
Cross 'em wide and turn.
Very nice.
Is that, uh, Cowboy Pepe?
Damn right, buckaroo.
(gasping): Oh, my God.
Yep,
you take care of 'em.
Y'all keep steppin', doin' a great job.
Nash, Joe, yipee-ki-yay, partners.
Hey, Pepe.
Pepe. What
are you doing here?
Around here, amigos, it's Pete.
I'm passing.
If you want my advice, you'll do the same thing.
It's a rough trade here.
I didn't know you two were into
chaps and spurs.
Um, Pepe, we're not...
DOMINGUEZ: Ah.
Save your breath man. Don't compute.
Yeah. You're right.
We're looking for a bartender who works here
named C.W. C.W.
He's the day manager.
He hired me.
DOMINGUEZ: Know where he is?
PEPE: He's got an office in the back.
Show us.
Oh, and remember, I'm Pete, and you're not gay.
Correct?
We're not gay.
That's right. That's it. Perfect.
And then, uh, two cases of these. Two.
Hi, there.
Hey, C.W. How y'all doing?
Hey, yeah, you want to get lost for just a minute there, bud?
Teddy.
Carlos.
What y'all doing here?
Can I go now? I'm gonna...
BRIDGES: Uh, no. Why don't you just hang there
for a minute there, Pete?
Uh, we're looking for Vijay.
C.W. What's going on?
Well, you see, C.W., we're, uh...
We're not cowboys, we're cops.
DOMINGUEZ: Yeah. We figured since you introduced
us to Vijay, you might know where he is.
I don't know nothing about this.
C.W.,
are you having some sort of a selective memory deal here?
You introduced us, remember?
Vijay and Arif?
Two guys from India?
Uh-uh.
Ha. So none of this is ringing a bell to you, huh?
Look, I-I never introduced nobody
to two cops.
And I never figured you for no snitch, either, Pete!
Now, I ain't no snitch.
They forced me to come back here, C.W.
Damnation.
Oh, knock it off, will you, Pete?
And knock off the act, C.W.
You may be dumb, but you ain't ignorant.
There is a difference.
Uh...
you still got his pager number, don't you?
Yeah. If I give it to you,
y'all get out of here?
Yeah, sure. You bet.
It's 555-1319.
What have you got going over here?
I believe this is the first time I've ever seen some...
Aloo gobi being cooked at a country and western place.
Mmm. Very nice, Joe.
Check this out.
Mmm. Mmm.
Mmm. Very hot.
Yeah. And this looks like it would be, uh...
Saag paneer?
(pager beeping)
Why, Joe, your butt
is beeping.
Vijay.
You're a bad boy, Vijay.
You didn't return my pages.
Hey, you know you're hampering a police investigation?
Now get your ass out of there and slip into these.
What do you say?
Um, hi, Inger.
Uh, you looking for Joe?
Yes, I thought he might be free for lunch.
Uh, actually he's in an interrogation right now.
You know, we're all pretty busy working on this case.
But I'll let him know you stopped by.
INGER: Thanks.
But I think I'll wait.
My guess is that if there is a gas...
And I'm not sure that there is...
It must belong to somebody else.
Perhaps you should check who owned that truck.
Mm-hmm. Uh, but you will admit to those snakes, right, Vijay?
Oh, yes, I am happy to claim the animals.
Oh, good.
Now we're getting somewhere.
These the, uh, extradition papers?
It would be them. What papers?
Uh, well, as you can see,
the Suriname government has a warrant out for your arrest.
Have you
seen what they do to animal smugglers over there?
Joe, let me see that, um, Geographic Magazine,
the one with the decapitated heads.
Yeah. Ooh, yeah.
Mm-hmm, there it is.
Ew. That is ugly.
How about that? Wow!
How do they do that?
Oh, see that guy with the machete there?
Uh, that's the head government guy.
Oh, the head government...
That's very good, Joe.
What if I cooperate?
Oh, well, then, uh, you get to stay right here
in the good old U.S. of A.
Of course, the rest will depend on what you give us.
Who ordered the nerve gas?
Two men came to me and my brother.
And they were very desirous to have
the gas.
They paid cash up front.
Hmm. Just out of curiosity,
what's ten gallons of nerve gas go for these days?
Two million dollars.
Two million.
Not bad.
Hmm.
Uh, I need a name.
I did not know them.
That's why I requested so much money up front.
They gave me a number to call once I had procured the gas.
Then I need the number.
Yes. (clears throat)
Here it is.
(clears throat)
One man was named Ryan, the other Mike.
I have other things in there.
Ah, we'll make you a floppy copy.
See this picture?
Ooh.
Harvey, run a quick reverse on this number.
Make a copy for Vijay.
My pleasure.
Oh.
Uh-oh. BRIDGES: You can run, but
you can't hide. I'm gone.
Too late, bubba.
I can't do both things.
Ah, come on, let's go.
Oscar time.
Big boy, go get 'em.
Joe.
Hi, honey. (distant phone ringing)
Oh, phone. Oh, what phone?
Any damn phone.
I, uh, see you've met
Maria here. INGER: Yes, she's told me
the whole story.
Yeah. The whole story, huh?
He's so modest.
I told her
how little I had to go on and that
you still took the case.
Mostly, I told her how grateful I am
that you're helping me find my father.
I think it's wonderful.
In fact, I was so moved
that I've invited her to come and stay with us.
You did what?
Joe, that poor girl.
She is so sweet.
And she has nowhere else to stay here in the town.
She's getting married, you know.
Yeah, I know.
She's getting married.
Uh, but thousands of travelers come to San Francisco every day,
and they fend for themselves.
I mean, we...
Joe, she is staying at the ValueMart.
Yeah, I...
Just until we find her father.
It's the least we can do.
Oh, uh...
All right. Sure.
Good.
I'm gonna take her home now.
Come on, dear, I'll take you home.
Good-bye, honey.
Bye-bye.
Yeah. Okay, run it down.
Yeah, thanks. Bye.
Water, bubba?
You got any of that gas left over?
(laughs)
Nash, that number...
It's a cell phone listed to a Pamela Smith.
Home address. Work address.
Thank you.
Mm-hmm.
Hey, Nashman, seems that Robbery just caught this case.
There was a laboratory that was robbed at USF,
and they took some chemicals.
Specifically, uh, some sodium cyanide
and acetonitrile.
Two of the main ingredients in making VX.
Hmm, run that down. You got it.
Hey, Harve, what else do you need to make that stuff?
I thought you'd want to know that.
Hazardous Materials gave us the whole laundry list.
Those are the chemicals.
Those are the area retailers that sell them.
Now most of these chemicals...
They're available with permits only,
but I'm thinking we might take the liberty
of issuing a crime alert to all these joints.
Uh, yeah, do that. Yeah.
Bubba, you want to get some air?
Huh?
Yeah, come on. Oh, God.
Get you outside. It'll do you good, partner.
Yeah, air. All right.
She says I'm her father, man.
She's tracked me down.
Now she's infiltrated my house.
You did say okay, didn't you?
Well, what was I gonna say?
Oh, I don't know.
The first thing that comes to mind is "no."
You know, that's a really good example
of why I'm married and you're not.
Kiss my grits.
Right here in the window?
Uh, excuse me.
Are you, uh, Pamela Smith?
Yeah, that's me.
Good. Inspectors Bridges and Dominguez.
This is a, uh, very unusual window display.
Uh, yeah.
I did one as a favor to a friend,
but now I'm in demand.
Go figure.
Those, uh, outer space condoms or what?
All right, look, we just need
to ask you a few questions about your cell phone.
You're kidding.
About what?
I got cloned.
The phone guy said
that they turned it over to the police.
I-I never expected anything to happen.
When did you get cloned?
About a month ago, I think.
Yeah. It was a month ago.
I got a $900 phone bill.
Well, did you report it to the phone company?
Hell, yes. It was 900 bucks.
Did anyone else use your phone?
Uh-uh.
So, who cloned me?
Jack The Ripper?
Is that why you're here?
(laughs) Uh, do you know, uh, some guys by the name of Mike
or Ryan?
PAMELA: No. But you guys are keeping this very mysterious.
BRIDGES: Uh, sorry.
It goes with the job.
Thanks for your help.
What, that's it?
You're just going to tantalize me and leave?
(Bridges laughs)
BRIDGES: If you think of anything else,
please give us a call.
Sure. I just may call you anyway.
See, what I don't get is, why do women always hit on you?
Women don't always hit on me.
What's your point here, bubba?
Okay, look, you get all these great flirtations,
and I get women coming up to me claiming to be my children.
You know, you are married. Mm-hmm.
Well, at least for another three or four more hours.
Ah, don't worry.
Inger won't let me out over this.
You know, I got a funky feeling from that Pamela dame.
See, that's exactly what I'm telling you.
No, no, no, no, not that kind of feeling.
A little too cute thing,
like, uh, she was trying to run a number on me.
Want me to have Harvey run her?
That's a very good idea.
All right. I'm curious.
I want to know more about this dame.
You've got to admit, Leonardo DiCaprio's cute.
Okay, okay, Leonardo is cute,
but compared to you, he's absolutely nowhere.
Oh, wait.
Hi. Hi.
Pick one.
Thanks.
For you.
That's so sweet.
Let's go. Come here, come here, come here.
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
What?
CORTEZ: It's Michelle.
Did she see us?
I don't think so.
You smell good.
I think it's the flower.
I don't think so.
But can you imagine, on the...
On the eve of your wedding,
not knowing something so simple
as who your own father is.
Honey, uh...
What kind of a man would donate his sperm anyway, huh?
For money?
I'm not sure that she isn't better off
if you don't find him.
Honey, uh, not all guys
do it for money.
I mean, some guys do it for research.
Oh, this is what I've heard, I don't know.
Don't defend him.
I'm not defending anybody, honey.
I'm just saying that this guy was probably
some 20-year-old college student
who didn't understand the consequences 25 years later
of something he did 25 years ago.
Oh, sure!
Honey, I just think
you maybe shouldn't personalize this, okay?
Well, then don't automatically take the side of the man.
I'm not taking anybody's side.
Well, it certainly sounds like it.
(sighs)
Honey...
what're you getting so upset for?
I am not upset!
Okay.
I'm gonna go get a snack. You want anything?
No.
Thank you.
Hi. Hi.
She invited me to stay, Joe.
You could've said no.
To her? How?
She's such a good person.
Besides, I kinda felt like checkin' out your family.
Stop, please.
I just meant that you have a beautiful home
and Lucia's a very lucky little girl.
(sighs)
Well, thank you.
You're welcome.
Look, if I am your father,
let me be the one to tell Inger, okay?
Sure.
Mmm.
You know what I could go for?
What?
A candy bar.
Mmm.
Candy, little girl?
(giggling)
Mmm. You play cribbage?
Mm-hmm.
Cool.
Well, I got an update on my sperm.
Come again?
No need to. They sold it.
They sold it? Mm-hmm.
They sold all the assets in the research company
to some, uh, firm named Cleary-Hammarstedt Labs.
Wha... Wait.
They sold your sperm as an asset?
Yeah. (laughs)
Very funny.
Well you know what that means, don't you?
I'm afraid to guess.
I mean, there could be hundreds
of little Joe Dominguez's runnin' around out there.
Oh, my God. Mmm.
Kind of makes that sheep-cloning thing
look like a non-event.
That's not funny.
I wasn't bein' funny.
Update on Miss Pamela Smith.
No arrests, no warrants,
but she's got a Ph.D. in chemistry.
Equally intriguing, Pamela's dad, Jason,
he was a '60s radical leader.
A Communist party anarchist
who blew up a couple of National Guard offices,
he robbed several banks
in order to fund anti-war activities.
He spent 24 years in Federal lockup, Mansfield, Illinois.
He died there. And check this out:
Pamela's phone was not cloned.
I triple-checked with her cellular company.
Sort of passing of the radical flag
from father to daughter, huh?
Doesn't feel right.
All right, maybe she's just a bad girl
with no political agenda.
That feels better.
Let's ask her.
Harve, Evan, pick her up.
So, Pamela,
where do you stand in the, uh, political spectrum?
On the sidelines.
No driving social causes?
See? Now there's a
nice long conversation over coffee we could be having
in answer to your question.
But instead, I'm sitting here.
Why is that?
Because this is not personal.
It's professional.
Meaning what?
Well, you have a Ph.D. in chemistry,
yet you're dressing windows.
Maybe you haven't seen the pay scale for teachers lately.
Money.
Either tell me why I'm here, or I'm leaving.
Well, we were hoping
that you could tell us what you intended to do
with the ten gallons of nerve gas
that you got from the Upal brothers.
What?
Or where you got the $2 million to pay
for it. I'm fairly certain
that you didn't get that dressing windows.
It's funny.
I got such a good initial vibe off you.
I totally misjudged you.
Well, I'm not gonna make the same mistake about you, sister.
If I could have my phone back, I'd like to call my lawyer.
Give him my regards.
While you're dialing...
let me ask you something.
How do you feel about, uh, what happened to your father?
Am I a communist sympathizer?
Is that the question?
Well, did you love your father?
Yes, I loved him.
But I save my admiration for
a government that screams
about human rights abuses
around the world, then locks a political prisoner
like my father up without batting an eye till he dies.
So, this is about revenge.
Nash, uh,
we just got a call.
O.P.C. Chemical Technology.
The manager says he's got two guys there
tryin' to buy the regulated chems on our list.
Tell him to stall.
We're on our way. Joe.
Oh, well, unless you're charging me with a crime,
I'm leaving.
Go.
(tires screeching)
Harve, Michelle, take the back.
Ready, guys?
SFPD, put that gun down!
Hands on your head! Move!
I-I-I work here. I called you.
How many and where are they?
Two, in the back. I think I hit one.
Stay right there.
Freeze!
Mike?
Nash?
Where's the other guy, Mike?
He's gone.
Put the gun down, slide it out.
You know him?
Yeah, he's a cop.
All right, you got it.
How you doin', bubba? It's just a graze,
and it only hurts when I breathe.
Well, then don't breath, except to tell us
what the hell you're doin' here.
Tryin' to knock into a heist ring, man.
I been undercover for five months.
I thought we had a reciprocal with Oakland PD.
They tell us what they're doing, we tell them what we're doing.
Oh, yeah, well, that's the theory.
Mike, back up to where it makes sense.
I was workin' this five person strong arm crew.
We're gonna pick up a shipment from Arif and Vijay Upal.
But on our way, Arif got taken down.
Yeah, by us.
That's right. You know, that strong arm job,
they were doing that to pay for the gas. I got it.
Now, listen, Mike,
when this chemical weapons thing went down,
didn't you think that maybe you should call somebody?
Oh, man, I already got derailed once.
So, you were just gonna do the big bust all by yourself,
take all the juice and the glory, is that right?
No, man, I knew it was gonna take an airtight case
to nail this chick.
She's too smart.
That's why I held back.
This chick, is that, uh, Pamela Smith?
What, you know her?
Yeah, we know her. Oh, yeah.
What's she got goin' down?
I didn't get far enough inside to get trusted with the details.
All I know, she's got some plan.
She's in countdown mode, so it's gonna happen soon.
Never fails.
What's wrong? (sighs)
Nothing like bad timing.
Get in. Let's go, guys.
Maybe we can still find her.
(overlapping chatter)
Keep the time.
Clear? All clear.
I got no reading here.
(beeping)
All clear.
Harvey, what is all this stuff?
Leftovers.
But I wouldn't breathe too deeply if I were you.
CORTEZ: Well, there's nobody in the building.
How much has she got?
If I had to guess...
You do.
Maybe a liter.
Which means?
Ideal conditions of dispersal, maximum lethality,
in a city like San Francisco, that's 10,000 or 15,000 dead.
DOMINGUEZ: Oh God, what a nightmare.
You got somethin' workin', I'm open to it.
Pamela doesn't know that you're a cop.
For that matter,
she doesn't know that we caught you in the warehouse.
Hmm, you thinkin' we bait her into takin' me back?
We got one good shot.
It's a good one.
I'm game.
Call her.
(Dominguez laughs)
You're kidding. So what'd Inger do?
She said she was moving the whole thing to another hotel,
lock, stock and barrel, unless they gave her 30% off.
Did they agree?
Totally! She's amazing.
Yes, she is.
Uh, did she launch into Swedish?
Yeah, with the caterer.
(laughs)
Uh, who is it?
Uh, it's Maria. She's giving me an update.
You can't argue back with somebody talking in Swedish.
That's exactly why she does it.
(laughs)
Oh, oh, I gotta go, I got a dress fitting.
Uh, okay.
Okay, bye, Joe.
Bye, hon.
That Maria, she's, uh, turned out to be a good kid.
Maria, hon?
Excuse me, isn't this the girl
that you desperately don't want to be your daughter?
Oh, you know what? She's startin' to grow on me.
Weren't you supposed to get blood tests?
We are... this afternoon.
Well, bubba, I'm gonna suggest before she grows on you,
you better find out if she grew out of you.
Much too late.
WOMAN: It's right over there.
I'll wait for you at the front entrance.
Are you ready?
If you are.
Look, we don't have to do this thing if you don't want to.
No, no. I want to.
But, before we go, Joe, no matter what happens,
especially if the results are negative,
I just want you to know
how much this has meant to me.
I love Inger
and your family.
It was a comfort
being in your home and having a chance
to see what it would have been like to grow up with a dad.
Forget it.
No.
Really. Thank you.
Okay.
Look, I'll make you a deal, okay?
If you don't want to,
we don't have to do this damn test.
And if you want me to be your dad, well...
I'll be your dad.
Oh, Joe,
it's what I want, but...
only if it's true.
(with accent): I want to take your blood.
(laughs)
WOMAN: Here, boy! Come on!
That a boy.
Had a dream last night.
Oh, yeah?
Guess it was more of a nightmare, really.
Really? What about?
You and Cassidy were stranded on this desert island.
How could that possibly be a nightmare?
Wait, wait. I didn't get to the good part.
You got rescued by a PT boat.
Guess who was driving?
Who?
Ensign Nash Bridges.
He was carrying a big old machete, and...
he wasn't carving coconuts, if you know what I mean.
Uh-huh.
Miss Pamela was supposed
to have been here half an hour ago.
Yeah. Let's hope she's just being cautious.
(phone ringing)
It's me.
You?
Dominguez.
Right.
Um...
did you, uh, tell her yet?
Okay.
All right, thanks a lot.
Results of the blood test.
Negative.
I notice you're not dancing with glee there, bubba.
Well, you know what? I feel bad for Maria.
Is the wedding still on?
Oh, definitely.
Saturday.
You free?
(phone ringing)
Ah, it's me.
Nash.
Hi.
Well, hi there, Miss Pamela.
I hope you're not waiting for me.
Well, as a matter of fact, we are,
and frankly, we're getting a little tired.
Where are you?
Nowhere near you.
Now let's get back to the point.
I've got the gas, and you got four hours to evacuate the area
from the Moscone Center down to the bay.
From Second to Fifth.
Four hours isn't enough time.
Well, it's all you've got.
I don't want to kill a lot of people,
but I will if I have to.
(sighs) For the cause.
For my personal safety.
If you come after me,
I hope you know what you're putting at risk.
I get the picture.
Good. Four hours.
(sighs)
Get Harve on the radio.
We have exactly four hours to evacuate everyone
from the Moscone Center to Bay between Second and Fifth.
Evacuation's in progress.
They'll have the area clear
with ten to 15 minutes to spare.
She's got a target in there, and we've got to find it.
Keep rolling thru the models, look for something rich.
MICHELLE: Oh.
We got three bank branches,
two rare art galleries, four security firms.
No, that's not it.
Give me more.
What else is in the zone?
That's a medical warehouse on that corner.
BRIDGES: Hmm.
Possible.
They bought smelting gear.
That's very good.
Let's think jewelry.
Only a couple of two-bit jewelry stores... here
and here. No. Stop.
Right there on the corner of McAllister and Hyde.
That's Saydeah's Jewelers.
You mean the chain of jewelry stores in the malls?
That's not one of them.
No, no, no, no. That's their corporate headquarters there.
Yeah, they distribute out of there.
They got, uh, gem-cutting facilities there, as well.
DOMINGUEZ: Yeah, and they also got more security than Fort Knox.
Unless nobody's there.
Aha!
(indistinct shouting)
Through the barricade, please.
Let's go. Let's go.
(indistinct shouting)
Oh, you got it?
Yeah. Get the line.
It's pretty tight.
MAN: All right, stand back.
Oh!
MAN: Yeah.
Let's go.
Let's go! Let's go!
Let's do this.
MAN: Is it through?
MAN 2: Yeah.
MAN: Two more.
It's in.
All right, take cover.
MAN: Go, go!
Five minutes and counting.
MAN: Move! Move!
Now the way I see it, you got about 60 seconds,
maybe 90 if you're a pearl diver.
You want to kill that timer, or kill yourself?
Do it now.
My air... turn it back on.
Ah, let's see how fast you can work first.
(coughing and gasping)
MAN: Let's go. Let's go.
30 seconds.
(indistinct chatter)
MAN: Let's go.
MAN 2: Ready.
Let's go!
MAN: Move. Right behind you.
Okay. Okay.
I don't think so.
Oh.
(gun chamber clicking)
Guess what, Pam?
BRIDGES: Mike?
(indistinct chatter)
We got your bomb.
(laughing)
That's why redundancy's a good thing.
I don't think I need to tell you what happens if I drop this.
Well...
I guess what we have here is your basic stand-off.
(sighs)
Let me come talk to you.
I'm gonna put my gun down.
Hands.
You can't get out of here.
Oh, yes, I can.
Give it up.
You're gonna be my ticket out of here.
(hissing)
(gasps)
I guess we're all in the same boat now.
You ready to die with us?
Give it to me.
Now tell your homeboys to put their guns down.
Do it.
Go.
Come here, come here, come toward me.
Hey, put your hands on your head there.
BRIDGES: You know, I'm
thinking that you should have stayed
with that teaching position.
'Cause prison jobs only pay 24 cents an hour.
So, what now?
(sighs)
Well, I-I really think it's time to cool it.
You know, I mean, this has been great.
It's been better than great, really,
but I-I think now is the time that...
that we should just be friends.
And you're saying this because?
Because I-I... I don't see
how this can turn out, you know, okay.
How do you know that?
Trust me.
I know. Come on, let's-let's go.
(sighs)
All clear in there?
Oh, yeah, Joe. Come on out.
Wow!
Wow. Maria, you look great.
Thanks.
The church looks fabulous,
and so do you,
my dear.
This is wonderful.
Oh, and thanks for Pepe.
I don't know how I would've done all the planning without him.
Boy, I can't tell you all how liberating it is
to be myself again.
Don't you feel that way, Nash?
Oh, yeah, sure I do.
Have you two ever considered
a commitment ceremony?
Uh, Pepe, you do know my wife, Inger?
You're so brave.
(organ begins processional)
Okay, let's go.
Inger.
Thanks, Nash.
I'm so glad you came.
Wait. Here.
Back off.
Fine, Nash. Fantastic.
Don't you just love weddings?
Yes. That's why I keep having them.
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