I'm just looking for a lead.
No, you ain't.
You're looking for what you're always looking for, trouble!
I saw them. They put four wooden crates right there.
I told you we should've moved in faster.
You told me a lot of things. Make Lieutenant?
I'm lucky I end up a meter maid.
You were caught, red-handed, breaking and entering.
Well, I didn't break in. I used a lock-pick.
Angie thinks he's a cop. Says you think so, too.
Maybe we should put the deal off, huh?
Easier to put him off.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(PHONE RINGING)
ROCKFORD ON ANSWERING MACHINE.. This is Jim Rockford.
At the tone, leave your name and message.
I'll get back to you.
(BEEPS)
WOMAN.. This is Dr. Soder's office again regarding that root canal.
The doctor's in his office, waiting.
He's beginning to dislike you.
Hey, you all right?
Yeah, I think so.
How do you like that?
You come here for your health, it's worth your life.
Now, you're the second man almost killed himself right here.
No kidding. Sure.
Few weeks back one of the workout guys, Tom Varney,
took a header off here straight down.
The pool had been drained.
You see it happen? Oh, no.
Uh, Tony over there caught it.
Uh, the guy with the Palm Springs tan.
He's the one who filled me in on it.
You oughta complain to management. That's what I'd do.
With what they charge around here, huh.
I'll be more careful. Watch my step.
Suit yourself.
If it was me, I'd complain.
Yeah. Thank you.
Hey, I called that guy on Rodeo, the guy that cuts your clothes?
He says he ain't taking on any more customers.
When do you want to see him?
Any time. Tomorrow.
You got it. Just like that?
You know, I been in this town for six years
and you come blowing in and you got it all sewed up.
I know this guy in Detroit.
I took him to the right threads, he goes from nickels and dimes
to six figures a year, just like that.
Hey, Molin, what're you doin', huh?
You're all lumps. You can't put that stuff in your pockets.
It ruins the line.
ANGIE: What line?
Come on, fellows, lay off, huh?
I look at a guy, I know right where he's coming from.
I make him just like that. Just by what he's wearing?
Yeah. It's no big deal. Threads talk.
Take cops, for instance.
You know, that old gag about flat feet, huh?
That ain't what gives him away. It's the clothes, huh?
No. They got no accessories to go with it.
Crummy watch, class ring. That's it.
Ten'll get you twenty, they're wearing brown shoes.
Color coordination, never heard from it.
Shirt's plain, drip dry, white,
maybe blue, if they're feeling really jazzy, you know.
Pants, two for one, off the rack,
I never seen one of him wasn't wearing a jacket cost $27.50, tops.
Hi.
Hey, did you guys see what happened out there a little while ago?
I almost killed myself.
You know, they ought to do something
about that diving board at the end of the pool.
I heard a guy really hurt himself bad a few weeks ago.
That's a nice looking suit.
MURRAY: That guy in the locker room, he's a cop.
You know, you better check it out.
What's a cop doing at a Health Club?
What makes you think he's a cop?
I got eyes, I got a nose, I've been around.
You know what this does to the deaI? Nothing.
Any cop gets in the way, we'll take care of that. Okay?
Yeah. Well, I don't like it.
I got too much invested in this to see it go sour now.
We've all got a lot invested. We'll see that it's protected.
Now you're always edgy before a big buy.
Just don't go looking for trouble that isn't there.
Yeah. Well, he's a cop.
Either you do something about it, or I will.
All right, Murray. Relax.
Hey, look at that.
You know, I heard they can do advanced math, Murray.
(SQUEAKING)
I got no respect for anything that goes through that kind of shtick for a lousy mackerel.
Keep in touch, huh?
Yeah. Sure.
(AUDIENCE CLAPPING)
Well, what do you think?
He'll deliver. He always does.
McGILL: You call this a report?
ROCKFORD: No. I call it an expense account.
Well, I won't pay it when you're getting absolutely nowhere.
Oh, I'm getting somewhere.
I phonied up an accident of my own today.
I got a member of the club to point out an eyewitness to Tom Varney's dive.
Did you question him? Well, no, I lost him.
I think he went in to take a massage.
So, it'll take a little longer.
Don't think I'm unaware of your delaying tactics, Mr. Rockford.
Trying to bleed the company while you string out your job as long as you can.
It's always the same with day workers.
Well, if I'd known you were so astute,
I wouldn't have tried any of my sleazy tricks on you.
I can do without your sarcasm.
Both sides are pressing for a settlement.
Tom Varney is permanently disabled.
This could cost Talmadge Insurance a fortune.
In which case you raise your premiums.
Isn't that how it works?
You want to cheap-shot the insurance business, or do you want the job?
I think I'll cheap-shot the insurance business.
Wait a minute.
I paid for your membership at the Health Club.
Did I forget to say thank you?
You're pretty independent.
Not financially. I'll send you a bill.
But I can't afford to start this all over again.
Now you just can't walk out on me.
Oh, sure I can.
Look, I do my job my way, or I don't do it at all.
All right. They're gonna keep the locker room closed until we're through.
Did you talk to Benny? Yeah.
Does he know what to do?
I told him if he finishes with the weights, to put him on the rowing machine,
keep him busy until we're through.
All right.
(GRUNTING)
Hi. Murray Rosner. Hi.
I saw you here the other day, right?
Yesterday? The locker room?
Yeah. I am pretty good with faces.
Gotta be in my line. Sales. Fine jewelry.
Yeah. To the trade only.
Not that I think that you're the kind of guy to try for cost plus, you know.
Yeah. You'd be surprised the guys around here hitting on me all the time.
What line you in, huh?
ANGIE: William Jamison. Teller-Corn. Never heard of it.
Well, his driver's license checks.
Driver's license checks.
You know of some kind of pill I can take three times a day for a pain in the butt?
Hey, all I said was that his driver's license checks.
You can get all the ID you need on the street in 10 minutes.
Let me see that.
Communications, huh? Telephones, things like that?
Well, a little more sophisticated.
Yeah? Like what?
Well, sonic detection devices.
Government contracts, mostly.
But nothing I can really talk about, you know.
(PANTING)
Hey, uh, you seen Tony around?
You know, medium height, Palm Springs tan, hangs around the pool a lot.
BENNY: Ready for you now, Mr. Jamison.
Tony, uh...
No. No, I don't think he's been around today. Why?
Oh, nothing. I was just wondering.
Nice talking to you. Yeah.
His ID corresponds to what we have on the membership application.
Yes, sir. That's what I said.
Doesn't prove anything. It could all be phony.
Yeah. Well, that's what I was telling Angie.
Did you check his car out through the DMV?
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Ciro, I've just been talking to Jamison. Think you ought to check him out.
Why? He doesn't smell right to me.
He says he's into government contracts.
Now I knew this guy in Chicago who was into government contracts
dressed nothing like that.
He was also asking questions about Tony.
What kind of questions?
Like where is he. Maybe he wants to talk to him.
Now, why would he want to talk to Tony?
He don't even know his last name.
Angie thinks he's a cop. Says you think so, too.
Yeah.
Could be.
Maybe we should put the deal off, huh?
Easier to put him off.
Yeah, but what if he's a brass button.
Anybody can have an accident. Happens all the time.
Even getting in and out of the bathtub is a high risk proposition.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Car is not registered to a Jamison. It's registered to a Rockford.
Did you get an address?
29 Cove Road, Malibu.
Check it out. Check him out.
We'll see where it goes from there.
Malibu. Well, at least the guy's got some class.
Fred.
(GROANING)
ANGIE: Come on, man. MOLIN: My pills, my pills.
You and your damn pills.
Come on.
I didn't see them, Mr. McGill.
Well, then how do you know they were from the Health Club?
Because my locker was searched.
Very carefully and very professionally.
And they were starting on my trailer when I walked in on them.
They? They, who?
Well, there's Fred Molin, for one.
Well, who's that?
Oh, he's somebody's strong right arm.
Doesn't give me the answers,
but at least it lets me know that I am on to something
regarding Tom Varney.
Of course, it also means
I won't be able to go back to the club. They've made me.
Oh, that's fine. That's just fine.
Do you know how much that membership cost me?
Well, if you can't go back to the club, what can you do?
Well, I can try an end run.
I'll let you know what happens.
BECKER: Look, Jim, I'm off duty like five minutes ago.
You want to file your complaint?
I want to know what the computer kicked out on Fred Molin.
Nothing. No wants, no warrants.
You're sure? 2218 Chestnut Boulevard?
The address you got from the pharmacy?
I ran it myself.
I am not saying you made a mistake, Dennis.
I am just saying that this guy didn't hit like an amateur.
Maybe he was out of town talent.
It's a computer, not a crystal ball. Yeah.
Hey, you, you got a couple of aspirins?
Anything else?
Got some water?
Look, Jimbo, I don't want to rush you,
but I'm on my own time.
Now, you want to file that A and B?
No.
What do you mean ''no''?
Come on, Dennis, what are you sore about? You hate paper work.
I also hate being used as ''Information, please''.
And you do that all the time, you know that? Well, we're friends.
Off duty we're friends. On duty I am a cop.
You come in with a legitimate beef, I'm supposed to file a report.
You came in to pump me.
Dennis, if I had a computer of my own,
I'd run Fred Molin through it
in the peace and quiet of my own home.
Hey, come on, pal. I'll buy you a cup of coffee?
I don't think I could afford it.
I make the buy tonight. Now we got a deal.
I don't want nobody getting in the way.
Nobody will. You've got my word on it.
Does that make you feel better? Hold on a minute.
You told me there'd be no cops involved. Right? There aren't.
That's definite, huh? No cops.
That's definite. Yeah.
That makes me feel real good.
Hey, that's your favor of the month. Remember that.
How can I forget it? You've been so gracious.
Hey, listen, I got the court till five.
Oh, I... That's all right.
I'm just watching.
I pulled a muscle about a week ago, can't play anyway.
Hey, hey, I gained six pounds already.
Yeah, well. If I don't get out here twice a week,
I'm inclined to do the same thing myself.
Yeah. Harry Pate.
Dennis Becker.
Becker? Dennis Becker?
Yeah. Right. You're with the Fire Department, huh?
No. LAPD.
Right. Right. Right. Yeah.
It was the uniforms, you know.
I'm plainclothes.
Well, the same thing.
I mean, what works is the association.
Spent $600 on a memory course. Yeah. Well...
Oh, I ran into a friend of yours the other day.
Out in Malibu. I'm pretty good with names. Friend?
Yeah. Well, he said he was a friend. And he's a cop, too.
Oh, excuse me, a policeman.
Yeah. Well, I've been called worse than a cop.
Yeah. We were fishing out on the pier, you know.
Uh, he said he works with you.
Told me you're working on a big one now.
You remember his name?
For 600 bucks, I ought to. Rockford. Yeah.
I remember thinking, that's, you know, a good, strong name for a cop.
Rockford? Jim Rockford?
Yeah. Said you're working on a big case now.
Hey, I hope I'm not prying.
But you know, I really, really like police work.
I think you guys are doing a beautiful job.
Yeah. Well, thanks a lot.
Listen, you'll excuse me? I gotta make a phone call.
Yeah. Sure.
(PHONE RINGING)
ROCKFORD ON ANSWERING MACHINE.. This is Jim Rockford.
At the tone, leave your name and message. I'll get back to you.
(ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS)
Could've drove myself. I don't like the idea of you having to come pick me up.
Mr. Lucas wanted it that way.
What's the matter? He doesn't trust me?
It's not that, Mr. Rosner.
It's just that you said you're new in LA and he don't want you should get lost.
MURRAY: Yeah.
MURRAY: This health club is a very good front here for your gun-running operation.
Ciro. Murray.
Is that the stuff? Angie.
LUCAS: There won't be any problem with resale. The merchandise sells itself.
You like what you see, Tony can get you all you can handle.
Right, Angie?
Go ahead. Take a look.
LUCAS: Well, what do you think?
MURRAY: Beautiful. Beautiful.
If it performs.
LUCAS: It performs. Angie?
(GUNS COCKING)
Hey, lemme try, huh?
Sure. Give it a try.
It's a deal.
Angie, take the merchandise to Fred's car.
Whatever happened to ''Good morning?''
I'll bring it back when I'm in a better mood.
Oh, I am sorry to drag you down here so early, Dennis,
but I am on to something really big for you. No kidding?
You mean, I am gonna get another chance to run a name
through the police computer for you?
I am here to return some old favors. Okay?
I tried to call you yesterday afternoon.
I wasn't home. I was up all night.
Yeah, I know. It must be rough being one of LA's finest.
What's that supposed to mean?
It means there's a line, pal, and you crossed it.
Now you work your mouth pretty good,
but you're not gonna talk your way out of this.
I don't know what you're so sore about, Dennis,
but you want to shut up and listen to what I've got to say?
No. You're gonna shut up and listen to what I got to say for a change.
Hey, where you going?
I've decided I'll make somebody else a hero.
I should have gone to the ATF in the first place.
Alcohol, Tobacco, and Firearms? Yeah. Yeah.
You've been bucking for Lieutenant for so long,
I figured I'd give you a good shot at it.
What's a little gun-running operation in a busy day like yours, huh?
Gun-running? If there was an operation like that, I would have heard about it.
You're hearing about it now.
I was in on the sales demonstration.
I saw the buy go down,
I know where they stashed the guns.
I can even name a few names for you and tell you where to find them.
Now, you want to stand around talking, or you want to move on it?
Pull up a chair, Jimbo, old buddy. Sit down. We'll talk about it.
POLICEMAN.. This is the Los Angeles Police Department.
Come out with your hands in the air.
Beatty, Orbison, you know what to do.
(POLICE RADIO CHATTERING)
You really need all these guys, Dennis?
Well, you said they're dealing in automatic weapons.
Yeah. In crates. They're not wearing them.
The area's been evacuated. When do we move in, Sergeant?
When the SWAT team has it all wrapped up.
Till then take it easy, okay? Okay.
Where do you want me, Dennis?
Out of it.
You know, it may slip your mind once in a while,
but you are a civilian.
POLICEMAN.. Anderson, take the left.
Cover me, Ronnie.
Fellows, you cover Beatty.
(CRASHING)
There's nothing here. The place is vacant.
BECKER: What do you mean, it's vacant?
Nobody's in there, and there's no sign of the guns.
Get that garage door open.
If you tell me we hit the wrong house...
No. No, Dennis, this is it.
Right over there.
I saw them. They put four wooden crates right there.
I told you we should've moved in faster.
You told me a lot of things. Make Lieutenant?
I'm lucky I end up a meter maid.
This must have been a weigh station. But I got the license number of the car
they used to transport the guns. Now you check it out.
Probably is registered to a Fred Molin. You remember him?
I wish I didn't remember you. You know what you got me into?
You know what you got yourself into?
You start off by impersonating a police officer.
Where'd you get that?
Your buddy Harry Pate. Short guy, horn rimmed glasses.
Now tell me you haven't heard of him.
That's right. I never heard of him.
Where's the guns, Sergeant? What do we do now?
Well, how do I explain this?
How the hell do I explain this?
There is no explanation.
No possible, acceptable, rational explanation.
A command post? On whose authority?
The Watch Commander.
The Watch Commander doesn't know your friend, Rockford.
You do. And if you had any sense...
Oh, but I suppose if you had any sense,
he wouldn't be your friend.
Lieutenant... Shut up!
Lieutenant, if you've got a beef, you've got it with me.
I filed the report. Becker was just doing his job.
Oh, I've got a beef, all right.
What I want to know is why?
On what basis did you attempt such a fiasco?
Mr. Rockford was a witness to an illegal sale of firearms.
He reported the transaction in detail.
You did it on his word?
Lieutenant, he described the weapon. He saw it demonstrated.
It sounded to me like an AR-18.
You talk Becker into calling up,
I'm still waiting for the count on the man-power involved.
Let's just say there's a lot of men, including SWAT.
I'll have a citizen's committee down on my head in a minute.
And there's a little matter of property damage.
And you're gonna pay for it.
Lieutenant,
I take full responsibility. You bet you do.
I don't even know where to start with the charges against you.
There's filing a phony police report, and then there's...
Impersonating an officer. Sergeant Becker said...
Lieutenant, I could've got it wrong...
Lieutenant, wait a minute.
You want some facts, huh? The buyer was named Murray Rosner.
The sellers were two guys named Tony and Ciro Lucas,
the owner of the Brent-Air Health Club.
Ciro Lucas, huh?
Lucas is a known racketeer.
That's a nice, safe name to pull out of a hat.
I know what I saw. Yeah. You saw guns.
Maybe you saw a little bit of heroin? Maybe some dead bodies?
That story's not gonna keep you out of the can. Book him!
You're not gonna do anything? About what?
I didn't see any guns, Becker didn't see any guns.
And you know why? There aren't any guns!
(SIGHS)
Four cases? That's all you could get?
No. No. I can get you all you want.
What we want is all they have.
I'll set it up. Same price. Right?
Yeah. That's fine.
Here. Sign this receipt here, okay?
Well, I think I helped you guys reach your objective.
This last buy should shut the whole ring down.
Hey, don't put it away yet. Okay?
I got something else for you. Just picked it up on the side.
You know Lucas, the owner of the Brent-Air Health Club?
The mastermind of the whole gun operation.
Well, he bought himself a Federal judge.
Now I don't know his name yet, but I'll come up with it.
Don't bother. We already know.
Well, how could you? I just heard it yesterday.
I just said we already know, Murray.
But thanks for confirming it.
Who gave it to you?
Rockford?
It was Rockford, right?
We don't know anybody named Rockford.
Look, I've worked for Feds in Detroit, Chicago, and New York.
None of them never double-booked any of my acts.
I don't go for that. I don't like getting shorted.
Look, we don't pay for the same information twice. That's it.
You were paid for the guns.
Go ahead and make the big score, we'll pay you for that.
Come on. Now look, you guys are Feds.
Now just because you're wearing badges and I'm working unofficiaI
doesn't give you the right to stiff me.
I mean, I got a job just like you, you know.
Murray, the meeting's over.
You tell Rockford to stay out of my way.
I mean it.
Who's Rockford?
Who knows? The guy's paranoid.
What's that about Lucas buying a Federal Judge?
I didn't know we knew that.
Well, we didn't. But we do now. And it didn't cost us a cent.
Well, what are you gonna do about it? We don't have the name.
No. But we do know where to get it.
ROCKFORD: I want to thank you for going my bail, Rocky.
Don't worry. I'll get the money back to you. Eventually.
You ought to quit. I can't.
Lieutenant Chapman's trying to stick me for damages to the house.
You know, I don't understand all this.
I thought you was working on some kind of insurance claim.
Well, I am. I just kind of fell into a...
Hey, what if Tom Varney didn't fall into the swimming pooI?
What if he tumbled to the gun-running operation?
That'd explain a whole lot.
Not to me.
I am going down to check out that club.
You know, I didn't like it when you was messing around with your Boy Scout knife.
I sure don't like it now that you're messing around with machine guns.
There's not gonna be any guns at that club, Rocky.
Oh! There's gonna be that gun you just put in your pocket.
Rocky, I'm just looking for a lead.
No, you ain't.
You're looking for what you're always looking for, trouble!
(DOOR CLOSES)
Smart aleck kid.
Hi.
I could use another cup of coffee.
And we could use some answers.
I've told you, I have nothing to say.
I thought a few hours of reflection might have changed your mind.
Is that why you locked me up?
Look, you don't seem to realize the gravity of your situation.
You were caught red-handed, breaking and entering.
Well, I didn't break in. I used a lock-pick.
I did enter Mr. Lucas' office.
That's where I caught your partner red-handed, planting a bug.
I was acting in an official capacity.
Oh, I understood Washington had stopped giving Most Valuable Player Awards
for bag jobs. Unless, of course, you had a court order?
Well, in that case, I think I'll be going.
You can't do that. I am an agent of the Federal government.
Hey, look, pal, we were both caught dirty.
That makes it a stand-off.
Now you can't file charges against me
without having to explain what you were doing in an office planting a bug
without official sanction.
Mister? Look, I'm Herbert Deane.
This is Robert Spiker.
Could we at least know your name?
Jim Rockford.
Rockford? The cop?
Cop? Who'd you get that from, Harry Pate?
Who is Harry Pate?
Darned if I know.
You know, Murray was right. The LA cops are in on this.
Check it out.
Look, I just wanted an official read-out, Chapman.
Jim Rockford? You must have a pretty low opinion of this department.
Then he isn't a member of LAPD?
Is that what he claimed?
Did he try to pass himself off as a police officer to you?
No, no, not exactly.
Look, Lieutenant, you seem to know Rockford.
If he has no connection with the department then what...
None. None whatsoever.
Except some frequent visits to the booking desk.
Now what gave you the idea he was a member of the police department?
Look, I'm sorry. I must have misunderstood. Okay?
He's not a cop.
Then who is he?
MURRAY: Eight months. Eight lousy months I put in on this deal.
Then I find out they're running a game on me, huh?
You don't know that, Murray.
No, I know. I know.
They never heard of Rockford.
So, what's he doing walking out of Deane's office?
Did you ask them?
What for? They'll just feed me a pack of lies.
But why would they put two men on the same job?
Because Rockford's a cop.
If he makes the bust, it don't cost them.
They got no ethics, Lillian. None whatsoever.
You know, it's not exactly like I'm making a fortune.
I am just doing piece work. I get paid per gun. Big deal.
Honey, I think you ought to talk to him.
You're getting all worked up.
No. No. Not talking anymore.
From now on I do it my own way.
Ten million bucks.
That's what the government spends every year for my kind of help.
All I want's my share. All I want's what I earned.
Hey, Mom, when's lunch?
Kind of early...
What's he doing home? Why ain't he in schooI?
It's nothing, honey.
It's ready now. You wash your hands?
Oh, yeah. Sure.
I asked you, what's he doing home?
It's all right, Murray. There is nothing to worry about.
Johnny Dade's a nice boy. He'll get over being mad.
Everybody knows what's going on here except me.
Johnny says he's gonna kill me.
Nothing to worry about, huh?
Why? I caught him smoking behind the gym.
I would've made a citizen's arrest, only I didn't know how.
You finked? Murray.
Do you know what that makes you?
You're an informer. All right. Finish up.
He goes back to schooI right after lunch.
I can't deal with this now. I've got too much on my mind. Where are you going?
To take care of the competition.
Murray.
Look, you're the one who says you're tired of lugging around the hose. Right?
You want new sprinklers. How am I gonna afford it?
Look, don't worry. Nobody's gonna get hurt.
I am just taking Rockford out for the final quarter, till I collect what's due.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(CAR HORN BLARING)
What happened?
You tried to take me out, Murray.
Now let's talk about why, huh?
Oh, my, my...
Head?
He doesn't remember anything.
Oh, he responds to his name, and yours,
keeps saying his son's a fink.
Outside of that, we're not getting much out of him.
What is it? Severe concussion.
He'll be all right, but not in time to do us any good.
He just keeps rambling.
That's your buddy, Harry Pate.
WOMAN ON PA.. Dr. Allen, report to Surgery. Dr. Allen, report to Surgery.
Are you sure the buy was supposed to go down today?
We're sure. But we don't know where and we don't know when.
Murray's the only one who knows.
And you knocked it clean out of his head.
CHAPMAN: Want to press charges?
For what? Defensive driving?
He tried to run me off the road.
He's right, Lieutenant. The Highway PatroI checked the skid marks.
I don't want to hear anything from either one of you. You understand?
Now, if you'd filled the department in, we might have been able to help you.
Look, you were gonna be informed at the proper time.
I had him in jail. I could have kept him there.
He said 3:00. You think that means something?
Of course it means something. It means 3:00.
For the buy?
Maybe. Maybe he's got a date with his barber.
Eight months' work.
Look, he shouldn't be in there alone. He still might say something important.
Eight months.
You two have a lot to answer for.
You really fouled this one up, didn't you?
(WOMAN CHATTERING ON PA)
Make Lieutenant. I'm lucky I make the end of the week.
I'm sorry, Dennis.
Well, you're in it, too, buddy. You know, Chapman was talking about
pulling your license.
You know, if we could just find out where they've stashed those guns.
Yeah? How are we gonna do that?
House to house search of greater LA?
Well, we know the buy is set for today.
When, Jimbo?
3:00?
Maybe. But where?
We've got nothing, pal.
Hey, we got Fred Molin.
(WOMAN CHATTERING ON PA)
What? 2:40.
Yeah.
This isn't going anywhere. We're wasting our time.
That's Molin's car out front. That means he's at home.
I'll give you even money that that truck over there...
Is for transporting the guns.
Only Rosner isn't gonna show.
Which means Fred Molin isn't going anywhere.
Wrong.
Rosner's not gonna show and everybody's gonna start getting nervous.
Like, you know, what if he got picked up on his last buy?
What if he started talking? No.
They, they're gonna move those guns to another location, Dennis.
Are you sure of that?
No.
There he is, Dennis.
MOLIN: No, he said he was staying at the hotel, Mr. Lucas.
But he ain't here. He ain't been here all day.
It's 3:30 already, and he knows I was supposed to pick him up at 3:00.
Yeah, all right. I'm on my way.
Where's Chapman? He's had plenty of time.
If he doesn't show soon, they're gonna be gone.
He wasn't too happy when I radioed in.
I had to tell him I saw guns. There better be guns.
Fred, get that last crate in there and let's get out of here.
Fred, get the hell out of here.
(POLICE SIREN WAILING)
Moore, take the left.
POLICEMAN.. Come out with your hands in the air.
Cover the truck.
(POLICE RADIO CHATTERING)
ROCKFORD: Come on. Get out.
Come on.
Well, Fred,
now you're really gonna have something to be depressed about.
ROCKY: Well, you got yourself a commendation, huh, Dennis?
Yeah. And that's not all.
To Investigator Three, and the pay bump that goes along with it.
I guess you'll be making Lieutenant any day now.
That's what I keep telling him, Rocky.
You know, it seems to me that Jim ought to get something out of this.
Like a Certificate of Merit or something.
Chapman dropped the charges. I'll settle for that.
Come on, Jimbo. I appreciate the celebration, but it's not all for me.
You did pretty good yourself. The government didn't have to pay you on that recovery.
They didn't have a deal with you.
Yeah. Well, I appreciate it.
A very nice gesture. The government's happy, Mr. McGill's happy.
He didn't have to pay off on the insurance claim.
Well, somebody's gonna have to pay for Tom Varney's accident.
Well, that was no accident, Rocky.
That's right. Tom Varney was fooling around with Tony Gardell's girl,
which is not a good move.
He roughed him up and phonied up the accident to cover.
Tony Gardell'll have to pay. So, everybody's happy.
Hey, Murray! Good to see you're up and around. How's your head?
You've got my money! This is not the place for that, Rosner.
My money.
Eight months I worked on that government deal.
I already ordered the sprinklers.
You ain't even a cop.
Well, what made you think I was?
Cops dress lousy.
All right, cut it out. Okay, Rosner?
Hey, if it'll make you feel any better, Murray,
I didn't ask for the money, they offered it.
Now put yourself in my spot.
Would you have turned it down? That ain't the point.
Oh, sure it is. Come on, Murray. Sit down and have a drink.
Free booze on me.
Hey, how much you get for them?
ROCKFORD: Oh, $5000.
ROSNER: Five grand?
They're worth more than that. That ain't a fraction of what they're worth.
You get paid per gun, dummy.
How many were there?
You didn't count him, huh? Well, it never occurred to me.
Five grand. You know something, Rockford?
You got stiffed.
Yeah.