You want to have yourself a beer or something
while you're waiting there?
♪ Silver hair ♪
♪ Has lost its gold ♪
♪ Trembling hands as she... ♪
You hear me, mister?
♪ Red crepe paper, made... ♪
I'll take the bottle.
♪ Help a little old lady ♪
♪ Buy a rose today... ♪
Howdy, boys.
What can I do for you?
Brewskis.
Brewskis. You got it.
There you go.
♪ I could smell the rose ♪
♪ It came alive ♪
♪ As I heard her say ♪
♪ Buy my roses ♪
♪ Pretty roses ♪
♪ They're only made of paper ♪
♪ But they only cost a dime ♪♪
50 now, 50 more when you're done.
How many?
Just one.
What is he, another cop?
No. Matter of fact, he's a friend of yours.
You're going to like this job.
He was in my brother's gang.
First he dropped a dime on him...
Then he ratted him to the cop that blew him away.
Hey.
I'll take a look. Want a coke?
Yeah, diet.
We're on the Simmons road
about 15 miles west off of route 14.
I need wants and warrants on motorcycle registrations.
Roger. I copy.
First one, California...
6-David-8-4-Sam-niner.
Roger. Copy that.
Second plate...
Tom.
How you doing? Nice to see you.
Willie Hickok. Right here.
Cherry Ganz, officer.
Do I know you guys?
Repeat, code 6-Charles.
Who you calling, friend?
No one. I wasn't calling nobody.
Somehow, I don't believe you.
Oh, god! Oh, no!
$100,000.
50,000 now. Iceman's a generous guy.
I don't like 100s. I told you that before.
This is the guy.
The balance is due when he's dusted, understand?
We want him dead.
Yeah, whatever. No problem.
Police! Freeze!
You, move a step apart.
I don't want anybody getting hurt,
so move slow.
Shit!
Get the hell out of here!
Christ, you really toasted that guy.
I didn't toast the guy.
I just shot him, for Christ sake.
Calm down. We'll find the gun.
We've got to do this together.
I checked the guy's locker.
Seems ok. Works here at the track.
50 bucks in his wallet, sunglasses, keys,
probably car or apartment.
We still haven't found his gun yet.
Aw, shit.
Cates took down one of the locals.
A slug hit a gas pump
and burned the bad guy to a crisp.
Jack claims it was a righteous shoot.
Man, I hate these I.A.D. Scumbags.
Blake Wilson, internal affairs.
Seems like I'm always running into you, Jack.
Give us a minute, fellas.
What did you do now, Jack?
I was on a stakeout, getting real close...
close? Oh, ho, the Iceman, right?
Yeah, the Iceman. I'm going to nail these guys.
You pin every case you can't solve on the Iceman.
The bay area's biggest drug dealer, right?
Except we don't have any prints or a description.
You're the only cop who believes this guy exists.
I'll tell you a little secret...
there is no Iceman.
So let's get back to the cold facts here,
because this is real. What happened?
I saw an exchange. Probable cause.
He had a piece. He shot. I shot back.
You got the bad guy's gun?
It's got to be in there with the ashes and shit.
Cruise, what do you got?
Nothing much. Just some burnt metal.
Must be off the pump.
No gun?
No, no gun.
Look, a cop is a guy,
and a guy sometimes steps on his dick.
You think you were pushing too hard
trying to make something work?
We're on the same side. Did you step on...
damn it, he had a piece! He shot. I shot back.
Have the lab boys go over every inch.
If there's a gun here, I want it.
A bullet. Something. Anything.
See you around, Jack?
Yeah.
Reggie Hammond.
You must be a real dangerous convict.
You made me miss, cop.
You look good, Reggie.
I ain't seen you in years.
Thought you was my friend.
I'm sorry. I've been busy.
Yeah, me, too.
You must be desperate to come down here.
What's going on?
Well, times change.
Well, you lost a couple of pounds.
Quit drinking.
Did the warden pick you
to tell me my sentence got yanked up
another five years or something?
Relax. You're still getting out tomorrow.
When you do, we've got another job to do.
We don't have shit to do.
Just give me my money and walk away, ok?
I played that cop shit once.
I just want my money, please.
If you don't help me out,
I'm not ever going to give you your money back.
You're fucking with me, right?
No.
Jack, I gave you that money in good faith
because you said I could trust you.
Now I can't have my money?
Yeah, now you got the picture, convict.
You screwed up this time, Hammond.
It was self-defense.
Nobody's buying that crap!
I served two years for a crime I did.
I never fucking denied that.
But I spent five bullshit years here.
I never robbed no payroll.
Murderers in here do less time than me.
You can spend your remaining time in isolation.
Open up.
♪ Roxanne ♪
♪ You don't have to put on a red light ♪
♪ Those days are over ♪
♪ You don't have to sell your body ♪
♪ To the night ♪
♪ Roxanne ♪♪
Tequila.
The bottle.
You guys want anything?
Whiskey. Put it in a glass.
Mr. Price, the man is distressed.
That mess you made in the desert has him wondering
if you'll be around to finish the job.
Not to worry.
Real pros, huh?
Not from where I'm sitting.
Pros don't make messes like you did.
Don't get the heat jacked up
when you're doing a job.
You want to be an outlaw but play by rules.
There ain't no rules.
You giving me your philosophy?
That's right, bro. We're the only real Americans left.
We believe in freedom.
We live the way folks used to,
back before there were big cities and lawyers
and computers with your names in them.
Free. The rest of you
are just a bunch of fucking slaves.
Yeah? That sounds real interesting, Mr. Price.
Maybe you should run for office.
All I'm supposed to tell you is take precautions.
Your backup got barbecued at a race track.
You know what to do with that stuff.
No problem here, friend.
I used to be a marine.
I guess that figures.
You guys have any trouble, you come to me.
You know the number.
Hey. Hey, come here.
I think you got the wrong girl. I don't do that.
Come on. My friend and I just came into town.
We're looking for a whore working here.
What's her name?
Name's angel.
Angel don't work here anymore.
She's in north beach.
Well, you're here. How about you?
I'm getting tired of this... let go!
Otherwise, I'll call the cops.
Go ahead, sweet cheeks.
Call 'em.
Hey, let's hit the road, boys. Come on.
Come on, cherry.
"In the matter of the officer-involved shooting
"at hunter's point raceway of the suspect Arthur Brock,
"a resident of San Francisco,
"the review board has carefully examined
"the physical evidence and the witnesses' testimony,
"and has determined that the officer in question,
"inspector Jack cates,
"had insufficient probable cause.
"Based on a review of the officer's case history
"and an ongoing investigation
"by the internal affairs division,
"this review board cannot help but rule
that the shooting was a wrongful action."
I never thought they'd land on you so hard.
I'll have to recommend
that you be prosecuted for manslaughter.
I wish they'd found that gun.
Well, I'm sorry, Jack.
I'm just doing my job.
Right.
Wilson's got a personality profile of an obsessed cop
whose record shows his history of overstepping the line.
It's likely the D.A. Will choose to prosecute you
on third degree.
In other words, you're screwed.
Unless I find the Iceman.
Give it up. That's what got you into this.
Jesus Christ, you sound like Wilson.
We're talking about the facts here.
You got no leads. The department's got no leads.
This is manslaughter.
Protect yourself.
[Cell door opens]
Hammond, let's go.
Big day for you today.
Just get me out of here.
Yeah, yeah. Come on.
Reggie.
Come here.
Excuse me a minute.
You will keep your promise, right?
Everything is... don't worry, everything is cool.
It's no problem.
That white cop that visited you yesterday...
he ain't no problem, is he?
No, he ain't going to fuck things up, I promise you.
Everything is cool,
but... it might take a little longer than I said.
Don't bullshit me, man.
You get that money, and you keep your word.
I kept you alive in this funky rathole for five years,
so don't act like everything is everything.
I can get you out there.
I can pull your fucking heart out.
What was all that going on back there?
Talking about a football bet.
That's a crock.
Hammond, Reggie a.
Here's $100 in cash and a free bus ride to San Francisco,
compliments of the state of California.
That's it?
That's it.
Thank you for sparing me the other crap.
Man, don't slam my shit down like that.
Hey, where's my James brown tape?
The shit ain't in... oh.
Everybody trying to keep me and James in prison.
We didn't get to finish our conversation.
Stay away till you get my money, ok?
I said you ain't getting your money
unless you help me.
Look, I trusted you, and you fucked me.
What's going on, man?
I've been chasing a drug dealer called the Iceman.
Last week I find out Iceman wants you dead.
Here, take a look at this.
I found this on a guy paying someone to kill you.
Recognize this guy? Huh?
In four years, you're the best lead I ever had.
Helping you while you got my money
is something I won't do.
I rot in prison, and you want help. That's bullshit.
That's worse than bullshit. That's dumb!
Reggie, this time I promise it's going to be different.
Now look, I'm going to lose my badge.
They're going to put me in jail.
You're in trouble with the law this time? Good.
As bad as I feel about my money,
that shit almost makes me feel better.
Wait a minute. I don't beg!
You going to whip my ass?
Shoot me in front of the prison?
That's no way to treat your best lead.
I'll come visit you in five or six years.
Let's get out of here.
Hey, we got a schedule.
Fuck that. I'm not on the state's time no more.
Write a letter.
Everybody around this motherfucker's crazy.
Big fucker in the blue caddy.
That's the pig who wasted my brother.
This is great, man. I get them both.
[Horn honks]
♪ Last night ♪
♪ I had a little talk with myself ♪
♪ Just me and me ♪
♪ Man to man ♪
♪ I said, self, I think it's time ♪
♪ I laid it on the line ♪
♪ And I tried my best ♪
♪ To make me understand ♪
♪ All them years ♪
♪ And them tears ♪
♪ Over a love that's grown cold ♪
♪ It's wastin' time ♪
♪ Yours and mine... ♪♪
♪ You don't know ♪
♪ What you do to me ♪
♪ Get me down ♪
♪ Hey! In misery ♪
Yeah!
♪ Ah, yes, sir ♪
♪ Well ♪
♪ Ah, yes, sir ♪
Hey!
♪ Hit me, all right ♪
Waaow!
Huh, huh, huh, waaow!
♪ Wanna kiss myself... good god ♪
♪ Well ♪
♪ And I got to feel it, hey ♪
♪ Well ♪
Ow!
♪ Baby, baby, baby ♪
♪ Baby, baby, waaow ♪
♪ Want to get on the good foot ♪
Good god! Hey! Waaow!
♪ September, when the good checks come ♪
Yeah!
♪ Baby, baby, baby ♪
♪ Baby, baby, baby, baby ♪
Get down!
I'm westbound on highway 50...
get some help out here now!
I need some help now!
Shit!
[Horn honks]
Let's go.
[Siren]
Come on!
You got a hairline fracture of your left clavicle.
Blunt trauma broke the skin.
Right.
Do you always wear a bulletproof vest?
Only when I see my friends.
I want you to change the bandage on your chest
every hour and a half.
All right.
I have to immobilize this arm, so wear this sling.
All right. Thanks, doc.
Where are you going?
Your lab reports haven't arrived.
I got police business.
I was minding my own business,
and those bikers started shooting at the bus.
Your x-rays are fine.
How come my head still hurts?
A bus rolled over on you.
You might have a slight concussion
or a subdural hematoma.
We're holding you overnight.
You're not holding me.
Me and my subdural hematoma are going home.
I'm not staying in no hospital.
You'll be here till you answer our questions.
You never saw those bikers before?
All you rednecks look the same.
Keep on him. I'll be back.
Great. I'm spending my first day out with a redneck.
I was carrying this guy's breakfast.
I was worried I'd be late because he looked funny.
Not just hungry... like he's mad at something.
The next thing I know, there's these big gunshots,
and the window's breaking, and...
When can I see Reggie Hammond?
I'd help if I could.
They're keeping him overnight for observation.
That's one lucky guy.
I'd like to follow him around the race track.
You know what he was in the joint for?
No.
He's a child molester. He's involved in kiddie porn.
I got to get him back to San Francisco tonight
so he can identify the organization's kingpin.
If I don't get him back tonight,
the god damn kingpin walks.
Hey, Reggie.
Want to ride in a Cadillac?
I've been having a fucked-up day.
The last thing I wanted to see was you.
I'm just trying to help you.
You could always catch a bus.
You were lucky with the last one.
Do me a favor and disappear.
Stay away from me.
I'm sorry, reg.
They released you in my custody.
Let's get down to business.
You ever seen those bikers before?
My memory's better when I got money.
You know the rules.
Soon as you tell me
why the Iceman wants you dead,
I'll give you your money.
Ask the guy who had my picture.
He's not talking. I killed him.
Do they pay you by the pound now?
He shot at me first,
only we can't find his gun.
If you're looking for sympathy,
you've come to the wrong person.
I'm supposed to be off to Florida
to be in my uncle's used car business.
Instead I'm with you, I'm broke, I've been shot at,
my bus flipped 20 times,
I had glass in my hair and suit,
broke my Walkman and lost my James brown tape.
Plus I've been hit by a truck,
so leave me alone.
Life's tough.
I ran into your friends, too.
They shot me in the chest six times.
You don't look bad for a dead person.
I would be if it wasn't for this.
Why do you wear this?
I knew I was going to see you.
I wouldn't want to get killed
by a bullet meant for you.
That'd be a hell of a way to go.
That's very sensitive, Jack.
Should I get one of these?
You can get them at any sporting goods.
They run about $750.
A little more than they gave you.
I hope you got my Porsche.
It's safe in the city.
I took real good care of it.
Hey, man, you said we had a deal.
You fucked me.
I fucked you?
You fucked yourself.
You stole the payroll at the prison.
They found the money in your cell.
Motherfucker, I got framed.
Some convict got a guard to open the cell,
put the money under the pillow like the tooth fairy.
You got framed? That's what every convict says.
They never found that guy's gun at the race track.
That's different.
What's different about that?
I'm a cop. You're a crook.
Just because I'm a convict, I'm a liar?
That's right.
So just screw Reggie Hammond!
That's right.
Just take me to my car.
I'm through with you.
Your arm hurt?
Yeah. Thanks to your friends.
Hurt bad?
Yeah.
Good.
You hear the news?
We got a problem here, slick.
Hey, man, back up.
I didn't hire these hillbillies,
so don't complain to me.
Yes. Plan b.
We got an ex-marine on the case.
Only problem is, he's a hillbilly, too.
Yeah.
Right.
Later.
How much of my money did you spend?
About 25 grand.
You said I could buy a new car.
Well, where is it?
This here's the new car.
This looks like the same shitty sky-blue Cadillac you had before.
I bought the same model, year, color, everything the same.
I get attached to things, Reggie.
You got the same car?
Yeah.
Same clothes.
You got the same girl, too?
Elaine?
I don't want to talk about this shit.
Keep it all balled up.
She married me about five years ago.
Drove me to city hall for a quick ceremony.
She figured she'd settle me down.
This is where we lived till we split up.
She moved up to mill valley.
I've been trying to sell it.
12 grand of yours went for the down payment.
How could you leave my car outside all these years?
Why didn't you put it in the garage?
What if somebody stole it?
I had an alarm put in it.
Just push that blue button there.
You have no appreciation for what's hype.
That car is fly.
You know how much pussy I got because of that car?
They blew up my car!
That's a damn shame.
They blew up my car,
and all you got to say is it's a damn shame?
No car. No money. You're having a bad day.
That's it. I'm through with you.
I'm calling some of my homies.
I'm getting a loan.
I'm stepping the fuck off.
Buster! Hey, what's up, man?
How you doing? Reggie Hammond.
Yes, my brother!
I'm out, my man. On the street again.
Yeah. Yeah. Just cool it, brother.
No, no, no. Listen.
I'm going to do that.
That's what I'm calling about.
I need a loan.
I know I owe you some shit,
but I just got out of jail.
Just listen.
I don't have no collateral.
I just got out of jail.
What the fuck I need collateral for?
Hey! Hey!
Hey, buster?
Buster?
Jack, what the hell's going on?
We got reports you were shot
and your house blew up.
No, a car.
Your car blew up?
It wasn't my car.
It was some other guy's car.
Anything come in on those bikers?
Not yet. I'll check again.
Do me a favor and go see Wilson.
He said if you don't see him,
he'll send somebody out to get you.
Shit.
Hey, Jack. You ok?
You giving that guy a ticket?
Good. He hates cops.
He does, huh?
I rode here with him.
He said cops ain't shit.
You was just pussies hiding behind your badges.
He said he'll park this car...
he don't care if it's a no-parking zone.
He said tell the cop to kiss his ass.
So kiss his ass.
Your friend's not too smart.
Yeah. I know.
He's a big dumb-ass cop named Jack cates.
Shit. Tell cates to stop parking
in front of the station.
Hello, Jack.
First the motorcycle track, then the diner.
Now we found a bomb at your house?
And the Iceman's responsible, right?
I'm not going to argue with you.
I'm here to support you.
However, as supervisor of internal affairs,
it's my job to tell you
you're still on suspension,
at least until the court hearing tomorrow.
So why don't you give me that gun
and your badge and police I.D.?
Yeah. Right.
I'll bet you think I enjoy this, don't you?
Jack, do me a favor.
Go home and get some sleep.
I got to check out a few things,
make out some reports.
I don't mind people checking up on cops.
I don't think we're above the law.
But making cops do it,
it's bad for morale.
It's bad for cops.
Civilians ought to do it.
You're a real chickenshit, Wilson.
But maybe it's not your fault.
Maybe it's your job.
All right.
Yo, Marvin!
Hey, what's up, man?
Reggie Hammond.
Ha-Hammond.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. How you doing, man?
I just got out.
Yeah, listen.
What?
You a born again Christian?
Get the fuck out of here.
I just can't picture you being...
I was there when you beat the bitch up.
No. Don't get me wrong.
I know you can find Jesus.
Everybody can find Jesus.
I love Jesus. I love Jesus.
I love... hello?
Hello? Hello? Marvin?
Hey, Willie Biggs!
Reggie Hammond.
Hello? Hello?
Black motherfucker.
Here you go, Jack.
13 complaints involving bikers in the last four days.
Two traffics and a d and d in north beach.
Run them through the NCIC.
I'll have cruise do it.
Don't look much like a biker to me.
Nice talking to you.
You still here?
I didn't think you'd stick around.
I'm not happy about being here.
I'm supposed to be a free man with money in my pocket.
I don't want to be tied to your white ass again.
Welcome back, reg.
Get the fuck off me.
I ain't no convict. I'm a free man.
You're almost where I was yesterday.
You ain't running Jack shit.
I ain't working for you,
I don't like you, and I don't trust you.
Now just cut the bullshit.
Give me something I can use, Reggie.
The Iceman?
The Iceman bought your house.
Now god damn it,
I said cut the bullshit.
I can't believe you didn't put this together yet.
Me and Ganz robbed somebody
for $500,000 a couple years back.
That was the Iceman.
He's still pissed off.
Amazing how money affects some people.
I see your wheels turning.
The man you've been looking for
bought your fucked-up car
and put a down payment on your house.
You're riding in his car looking for him,
which makes you the dumbest motherfucker in law enforcement.
Get in the car. I'm driving.
You got a fucked-up arm.
I'm not getting in another wreck.
I, unlike you, have a lot to live for.
I always wanted a chauffeur, Reggie.
I recognized one of those bikers that attacked the bus.
His name is cherry Ganz. He's Ganz' brother.
Ganz' brother?
He makes Ganz look like Gandhi.
Why would the Iceman hire Ganz' brother?
I ratted Ganz to you, and you killed Ganz.
Who'd want to kill us more?
Ganz said his brother fucked this bitch named angel.
He said how insane the pussy was.
Said the bitch worked at barnstormers.
A couple bikers rousted a bar called barnstormers.
The cops are actually contributing to this investigation?
I'm shocked.
How do you remember where this girl works
after seven years in prison?
After seven years in prison,
you remember every story about pussy, trust me.
Wait. I got to get something.
Hey, Jack...
This shit is fake.
People don't know the difference
when you flash it fast.
Somebody spooks that fake badge
and you get your ass whipped,
don't come crying to me.
Watch your own ass, Reggie.
♪ We were two lovers ♪
♪ One of a kind ♪
♪ We've shared love that few are lucky to find... ♪
I'll go get some info.
A barmaid called in the complaint.
You go do your cop shit, Jack.
I'm going to check out these whores.
♪ Not too long ago you came after me ♪
♪ But now it seems you forget a guy can see ♪
♪ I'm a-begging for love ♪
♪ I can't break free ♪
♪ You're all that I need... ♪♪
You the one who complained about some bikers?
Call the news. Cop finally responded.
It's only been a day and a half.
Are you going to talk or bitch?
You're never here when somebody needs you.
Can I have a shot of Stoli?
On the rocks?
Yeah. Great.
Hey. How you doing?
Buy me a drink?
I just got out of jail.
You can buy my drink.
Fuck off.
Hi.
I know you, right?
Yeah, you do.
You broke my heart once.
Did I?
I'm not letting you get away this time.
I'll be right back.
We could take mine.
I have to powder my nose.
Hey!
Hey, how you doing?
Pretty good. How are you?
All right.
You ever see those commercials on TV
with the, uh, tourists?
With the guy with the big nose?
Karl Malden.
The big-ass nose man.
You see those commercials where he shows
people getting their pockets picked?
Yeah.
Shit!
Shit is a good word to say there.
I can get your money back,
but it's going to cost you.
How much?
I think half your money would be good.
Give me a break!
I'm giving you a break.
You ain't got nothing now.
The bitch is counting your money.
She's got your credit cards,
run your rates up,
your credit's going to be fucked up.
You got a deal.
The dark-haired guy asked about a girl who worked here.
He starts grabbing me.
The blond one pulls out a gun.
What about this girl?
Angel stop working here a year ago.
She's dancing at the bird cage.
Aren't you supposed to be writing this down?
I got a photographic memory.
You got her address?
This is the ladies' room.
You're not supposed to be here.
Mind your own business.
Hey.
I thought this would be a good time
for us to get to know each other.
You're very smooth. Very, very smooth.
I've seen a lot of pockets picked,
but no one as smooth as you.
I was talking to the guy you hit.
He's upset.
I told him I'd get half his money back.
That is, unless you offer me a little bribe.
Then I'll tell him you were too fast for me.
I am too fast for you.
Hi. Almost finished.
Was anybody else with them?
No. Just the three of them.
There was this black guy.
The oldest one was talking to a black guy.
A black guy, huh?
Was it something like this?
Yeah. Yeah, that's him.
He was ok.
He didn't bother me.
If they come in again,
call down to the department.
You ask for inspector Ben Kehoe.
He'll know what to do.
You're lucky. Here's half your money.
What about my credit cards?
We had no credit card deal.
Your cards are still in the bathroom.
♪ Got to give it all you got ♪
♪ Till you drop ♪
♪ Now sometimes you win ♪
♪ Sometimes you lose ♪
Jack cates?
Remember me?
Nah. I don't think so.
You busted me in a Camaro with a girl.
That don't sound like me.
Turns out she was underage,
but I didn't know it.
Shit happens.
My buddy stole the car.
Maybe you better pick better buddies.
I got to see somebody.
I got two years.
Give me a break.
I don't want to get in a bar fight.
People are always getting in bar fights.
It's a damn cliché.
You always hear about it.
You see it in movies.
People get hit in the head
with beer bottles and furniture.
I'm taking two years out of your ass, cates!
You got a gun?
In case they stick the place up.
All right.
Knock this shit off.
I've been having a very bad day.
I just got out of jail this morning.
Already I've been shot at,
my bus flipped over 17 times,
a bitch tried to stab me in the bathroom,
and somebody blew up my Porsche.
I'm in a bad mood.
I usually don't jump in
when somebody's getting beat down,
but this man will help me straighten up my day.
Back up and let us go about our business.
Because you got a gun?
No. Because I have a gun and I'll shoot you.
I don't think you've got the guts to use it.
Anybody else want to limp?
Sorry about the kneecap.
I got a little excited.
You know how to handle an investigation.
You disappeared. Where were you?
I was in the bathroom.
Then I got to save your ass.
I didn't need you.
I was protecting my money.
I shouldn't have gone in there
without my spare gun.
I get into a god damn bar fight.
Jack, what are you doing?
Hey!
What was that for?
For the basketball. Now we're even.
We can start fresh.
I've got to leave, or I'll do a homicide.
The deal is off.
The deal's off, bullshit.
Let's go. Get in the car.
Come on.
Did you take lessons to be a shithead?
I was just getting even.
Don't take it personal.
I told you to stay away.
I mean it.
Hey, don't be stupid.
Where you going?
Away! Away from you.
That's where I'm going.
Your tip turned out ok.
Ganz' girl lives in the tenderloin at the king Mei hotel.
Bye, Jack.
Fuck you, Jack.
Aw, shit!
Here's the story on one of the bikers.
Ganz, Richard, A.K.A. Cherry.
Known member western brotherhood motorcycle gang.
Seven outstanding warrants, details to follow.
72 outstanding traffic violations.
L.A. bike gangs?
LAPD tracked something on them a few minutes ago.
More is supposed to come in.
All right. I'll be right over.
Then why is he on the streets?
Coming to the station ain't a good idea.
Wilson's looking for you.
Aw, Christ. He heard about the bar.
Be out in front in 15 minutes
with everything you got.
Kehoe, get in.
Here. Give me that.
You take the wheel.
Jesus Christ, Jack.
Got it?
Hickok. Ganz.
This guy is Albert Ganz' brother.
I know all about that.
They're cop killers. Capped two chips and a bystander.
A special investigations guy in L.A. said
these guys are enforcers for their gang, the brotherhood.
They've been linked to over 15 deaths.
Brake! Brake!
You got anything else?
Nah. Nothing hard.
Jack, just go around the block.
It's too easy.
Kirkland Smith!
Yeah!
You got a phone call. Reggie Hammond.
Reggie?
Hey, kirk. What's up?
Is it done?
Look, it's a little bit more complicated than that.
Don't mess with me.
You ain't a citizen no more.
You can't vote. Nobody will hire you.
You're an outcast. Nobody wants you.
All you got left is your word.
Don't break your word to me.
Nice place, huh?
What took you so long?
I thought you quit for the fifth time.
You can't stay away?
I'm going to hang.
We'll straighten this shit out.
Let me tell you something.
If you hit me, grab me, touch me,
if your hand brushes against me lightly,
I'll kill you. I'm serious.
Don't worry. I'll treat you right.
I let things pass because you got shot,
and you're in a lot of pain.
Which arm is it?
Left. Doc says it's bruised to the bone.
That's a deep bruise.
Now we even, motherfucker.
I just got even for the basketball, you son of a bitch!
Return my money, then you can hit me with the ball.
Wait a minute, reg.
We're going to just go and talk to this girl.
Don't sneak me, Jack.
If she's here, we're going to talk to her.
This is just straight-ahead cop stuff, isn't it?
Here... oh...
Well, thank you.
Give me that.
So when's cherry coming over?
Don't worry.
He'll be by.
He said you were real nice.
He was right.
[Speaking Chinese]
We never hear of her.
Heard of her now?
That fake badge.
My kid get one of those.
Your kid got one of these?
[Speaking Chinese]
Angel Lee. Upstairs.
Fourth floor. 4-b.
Ok.
Chances are she hasn't even seen this guy.
He's in town for a hit.
He's not going to pop his old girlfriend.
He will, then share with his friends.
They're like eskimos.
You wait here. I'll see the lady.
I ain't waiting here.
I ain't got no gun.
What if those bikers show up?
You stay here.
If she's there, I'll shout down.
You want this badge?
No. I don't think I'll run into any kids.
[Speaking Chinese]
Yeah? Who is it?
I have a pizza delivery for miss angel.
I didn't order any pizza.
It says, um, room 4-b, miss angel,
pizza delivery.
Hang on a second.
I got to get something on.
Is she naked?
I didn't order any pizza.
[Speaking Chinese]
No fucking way!
Fucking pig! I killed you.
You can't be alive.
I already killed you.
[Speaking Chinese]
Call for help now!
[Speaking Chinese]
What's going on, Hickok? Where you going?
[Speaking Chinese]
What's happening?
You killed my family, pig!
I'm going to kill you.
Fucking pig!
Motherfucking pig!
Cherry, get going! Let's go!
Fucking son of a bitch!
You're a fucking son of a bitch!
Yaah!
Come on.
Come on!
They're out back. Come on!
[Horn honks]
[Shouting in Chinese]
Down the alley.
Aah!
Yeah!
[Siren]
Yeah, we got the perimeter secured.
Jack's ok.
I haven't gotten a statement from him, though.
I don't know whose gun he used.
Look, I'll get the statement, ok? Fine.
You're in deep shit, you know that, Jack?
Tell me something I don't know.
I couldn't come up with a match on this guy.
That figures.
Ok. Right now you're looking at accessory to murder one.
That gets you 5 to 10 years inside,
and that's with good behavior, unless you cooperate,
and then you might not do any time at all.
I got nothing to say until I talk to a lawyer.
Are you protecting cherry because you're in love?
I can certainly understand that.
What does he do, blow through town twice a year,
let his friends jump up and down on you?
I can understand why a girl would love a guy like that.
Look, I don't know where they're at.
I can never get in touch with them.
Who can?
I don't know. Those guys are nuts.
Don't worry about anything.
This is officer Jack cates.
Mr. Cates, miss Lee was about to help us.
I think she was about to tell me
the name of Mr. Cherry's contact man.
The guy's name is Malcolm price.
He has big, spooky eyes. Long hair.
Nobody talks to cherry unless they talk to him first.
Ok. Now where do we find this guy?
I don't know.
Hey.
I swear. I only know the name.
Thanks, babe.
Hey, wait a minute!
Where the hell do you think you're going?
Radio back to Kehoe.
Tell him to run a shit sheet on a biker... Malcolm price.
Good bet he's got a long record.
I got to get a statement.
Your ass is going to be grass!
At the rate we're going, you'll pick up price at my funeral.
Don't worry about your funeral.
If the Iceman gets you, we won't find your body.
We need to talk to somebody who knows about this.
Ok, where?
We should go back to prison.
Oh, bullshit!
Got any better ideas how to find out something?
I got a guy who knows everything about everybody.
It wouldn't be bad for you to go to prison.
You might be spending time there.
Get reacquainted with the brothers
whose rights you violated.
I just arrest crooks, I don't make them steal.
You make it sound like
everybody went to a guidance counselor,
and crook was the only job they was qualified for.
That's a good story, Reggie.
Blame it on society.
Put it on society's shoulders.
If shit was worth something,
poor people would be born with no assholes.
[Ring]
Yeah, it's me.
I heard about it.
Well, hey, man, I warned you
about dealing with these crazy-ass crackers.
What? No, I ain't carrying.
That ain't my thing. You know that.
Look, I'm a businessman, too,
but I don't want to get too close to these guys.
These guys are taking the fun out of my work.
Right.
Yeah, I remember. I remember.
I said you don't have to remind me of it, ok?
Don't worry about it.
I'll pull it together.
Good morning, Kirkland. You got some visitors.
Hey, man, would you shut up over there?
Get that picture of the guy.
He's a small-time dealer. His name is... Burroughs.
Recruited by the Iceman a couple of months ago.
Do you know anything
about the guy he works for named Malcolm price?
Yeah, I know him. Western brotherhood.
Want these guys to do a hit for you,
you got to go through price.
You got an address?
I'm not 411. You look it up.
Sunset motel on the beltway.
Give the phone back to Reggie.
What's his problem?
I don't know.
Do you mind? I'm trying to talk to the brother here.
I'll handle this. Can you excuse me?
Me and my brother want to talk.
It's black stuff. Excuse us.
It's private.
You mind? You mind?
Hang on.
Can you go over there?
Thank you.
It's private.
All right, all right.
Reggie, look. Now that I've given you something you need...
For the second time...
Yes, you have, and I appreciate your patience,
and thank you.
You will... Repay your debt to me!
Hey, man, not to worry.
We got lots of backup.
Come on in and have a drink.
[Gunshots]
Malcolm price.
Must have been a real good lead, Jack.
Somebody shot him 16 times.
I've been chasing this god damn Iceman for years.
Every time I get close,
it's another god damn dead end.
This job will drive you crazy.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Jack, the Iceman's a cop.
No way.
Come on, Jack. Put the shit together, man.
Jack, think about it.
You called for price's address.
The Iceman shows up there first.
It's a coincidence. Bad luck.
What about the brother whose picture you've been showing around?
Get any feedback on that?
You got to run a mug shot through NCIC.
How long that take?
Hours.
It's been hours.
Well, sometimes it's slow.
The Iceman wants to kill me.
It has nothing to do with the money I took.
He want to kill me because I seen him.
He thinks I can blow his cover.
The same guy is fucking up your investigation.
Who's putting up resistance 'cause you're on this case?
That is probably the Iceman.
Only guy it could be is Wilson,
and that prick's been dogging my ass for years,
ever since I started looking for the Iceman.
All through this thing!
I got to get you to the hearing.
What hearing?
The one where they're going to take away my badge.
It started two hours ago.
After the incident in the mission district,
inspector cates dredged up this theory
of a criminal mastermind running the drug traffic
in the bay area.
For four years,
he has wasted department resources and manpower,
risked other officers' lives to vindicate his theories.
Can you describe inspector cates' professional attitude?
When a police officer takes it upon himself
to violate department regulations
and suspects' civil rights,
it makes it hard on every good cop
out there trying to do his job.
These remarks have nothing to do with the incident.
On the contrary, your honor.
I'm trying to show a pattern of behavior
that will illuminate events at hunter's point raceway.
I'll let the testimony stand.
In consideration of the preliminary evidence
presented thus far by the state,
and in adherence to laws, statutes, and rules
specified by the state of California,
city of San Francisco...
there he is!
Order! Order! Let's have some order here.
This is an official hearing.
No, it's some other guy.
No, no, no! Right there.
That's not him.
That's him.
Who are these men?
That is inspector Jack cates.
That's definitely not the guy.
That's got to be the Iceman.
You don't forget somebody you took half a million from.
That's got to be the Iceman!
This is too much!
This court rules that there is sufficient evidence
to proceed with a criminal trial
against inspector Jack cates.
Trial date will be set
for the earliest opening on the court calendar.
This hearing is adjourned.
Iceman whacked out price.
You want to talk about it?
No choice. Your girl ratted him out to the cops.
Bullshit.
I don't bullshit.
She works as a dancer,
lives at the king Mei hotel.
You should be more careful about who you hang out with.
Who pulled the trigger?
What's the fucking difference who pulled the trigger?
The cops were getting too close.
That's the way the man does business.
Business, not personal.
You two fucking hillbillies
should learn the difference.
Business. Yeah.
Aah!
That's business, too.
You happy now, asshole?
That still doesn't change the job.
You got to kill Reggie Hammond.
How will we do that?
Kirkland Smith kept Reggie alive
when we had papers out on him.
Reggie owes him. I figured out where he'll pay back.
The dude's got a daughter
works in a goodwill store
in the Haight just off Central.
We're going to get Hammond,
then we're going to get the cop and the Iceman,
and we're going to kill them all.
You just stick to Hammond, Joe Bob. That's the gig.
[Telephone rings]
I keep forgetting the combination.
I don't want to see you clear out your locker.
We can get this guy.
You know, Reggie, I've been a cop for 20 years,
and all I've been around is pimps, murderers, and robbers,
but between you and me, I've always been straight.
Now, you did your best.
So here's your 475 thou.
You kept my money in your locker?
Yeah.
In a police locker?
Yeah. Hey, we got no more ties.
You're a free man, reg.
Listen, my advice to you is take this money and disappear.
You sure, man?
Yep.
All right.
Thank you. Have a nice day.
Hammond. Reggie Hammond.
This is $75,000, courtesy of your father.
From Kirkland Smith? It's got to be dirty.
Your father's no angel,
but this money is not stolen.
Your father did a favor for me.
I owed money to your father.
He thought it would benefit you.
I think you should accept it.
Bye-bye.
Mr. Hammond.
How is he?
He's good. You should go see him.
Maybe.
No, no maybe. You should go see him.
Shh. Shh.
Hey.
Hi, Ben.
Sorry I couldn't help more, Jack.
It's all right. You did what you could.
It'll be pretty fucking dull
without you around here.
I can't believe you're not coming to work tomorrow.
Get a beer?
Maybe later.
You got a bunch of messages, frank.
Thanks, Joe.
Yeah.
We got Hammond.
Good.
Is he dead yet?
There's a change. Killing one of us wasn't part of the deal.
What kind of shit are you pulling?
500 Gs. That's the price for you doing one of the brotherhood.
What the hell are you talking about?
500,000, or we let Hammond finger you.
There's a place out of Modesto...
are you nuts? No way.
You want more money, pick a new place.
Something indoors, something with lots of people.
Jack, this just came in.
Some guy named Burroughs looks like the guy you were after.
They found him dead in the mission a while ago.
Here's his sheet. It's a mile long.
I circulated this guy's picture at the precinct last night.
I got nothing.
That's funny. Cruise busted him last July.
Cates, even though there's no love lost between us,
it hurts to see a man throw away his career.
Let's let bygones be by...
Hey, I'm looking for the cage club.
The upstairs part.
Fifth floor.
You got to join. 50 bucks.
You don't look too happy, reg.
Sorry, babe. I'll buy you a drink later.
Where's Hammond?
Who's the girl?
Just somebody he was with.
500 Gs, right?
Now, let's check the merchandise.
Take him out behind the building and blow him away.
Shoot the girl, too.
What's this guy doing here?
That guy ain't the Iceman.
You're just trying to save your ass, reg.
That guy is a cop. You're getting set up.
They got the wrong guy, don't they, cruise?
Hello, Jack.
It's Christmas here, Willie.
We can take them all... Hammond, the pig, the Iceman.
That's him! That's the Iceman right there.
Pretty good, Jack. You always were a smart cop.
Ben, I really didn't want to believe it.
Sorry to let you down, Jack.
All I want's the Iceman.
You two take the money.
Ain't nobody leaving with my money.
Money? I want the fucking Iceman.
Yaah!
Aah!
Get the fuck out of the way!
Yaah!
Eat shit!
Get the fuck out of here!
Get out!
[Click click]
Fuck!
Get the fuck out of my way!
Please help me!
Somebody help me! Aah!
Shut up!
Fuck! Fuck you! Let go of me!
Let go! No!
Oh, you fucking bitch!
You fucking bit me, you fucking bitch!
You set me up, Ben!
You never ran that shit through NCIC.
You had cruise pick up the gun at the track.
I needed leverage. You were getting close.
Yaah!
[Click]
Fuck you!
Yaah!
We can work this out. Just let me out of here.
You're a disgrace, Ben.
Nothing worse than a bad cop.
Hey, Jack, thank you for a very pleasant day.
I got no car, I got no money,
and I'll end the day with this dopeman's Uzi by my temple.
Look, this is Jack's day.
Let Jack shoot me.
Jack, why don't you shoot me?
Coming through.
Oh, Jack. I can't believe you shot me, man.
This shit hurts.
You should have bought a damn bulletproof vest.
You did good, Reggie.
You did real good.
The doc says you's going to be fine.
Guess I'm a pretty good shot, huh?
You're going to have to take it easy.
I'm sorry you had to knock your friend.
He wasn't my friend. You're my friend.
Besides, I had to save my partner, didn't I?
I got this off the Iceman.
It's 500 grand.
I'll meet you at the hospital.
We'll talk about it, ok?
Here. Hold this for me.
[Siren]
♪ Well, there's a reason ♪
♪ Everybody should be shakin' in the house tonight ♪
♪ And you should grab your favorite lady ♪
♪ And promise her you'll do it right ♪
♪ Tell bad Jack to jump back ♪
♪ And give you a shot of some booze ♪
♪ So you can party to some stomp-down ♪
♪ Butt-bumpin' rock 'n' roll rhythm-and-blues ♪
♪ 'Cause the boys are back in town ♪
♪ The boys are back in town ♪
♪ I know that everybody, when they hear the music ♪
♪ They'll be doin' it on the floor ♪
♪ Jump up and down and turn around ♪
♪ And tell the band to play some more ♪
♪ So tonight you can dance and romance ♪
♪ And do anything you feel like doin' ♪
♪ So don't look surprised ♪
♪ 'Cause you know what I like ♪
♪ And tonight we ought to do it ♪
♪ 'Cause the boys are back in town ♪
♪ The boys are back in town ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
♪ Well, there's a reason ♪
♪ Everybody should be shakin' in the house tonight ♪
♪ And you should grab your favorite lady ♪
♪ And promise her you'll do it right ♪
♪ Tell bad Jack to jump back ♪
♪ And give you a shot of some booze ♪
♪ So you can party to some stomp-down ♪
♪ Butt-bumpin' rock 'n' roll rhythm-and-blues ♪
♪ 'Cause the boys are back in town ♪
♪ The boys are back in town ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ The boys are back in town ♪
♪ And when the boys are back ♪
♪ There ain't no foolin' around ♪
♪ Whoo ♪
♪ 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2, 3 ♪
♪ Well, there's a reason ♪
♪ Everybody should be shakin' in the house tonight ♪
♪ And you should grab your favorite lady ♪
♪ And promise her to do it right ♪
♪ Tell bad Jack to jump back ♪
♪ And give you a shot of some booze ♪
♪ So you can party to some stomp-down ♪
♪ Butt-bumpin' rock 'n' roll rhythm-and-blues ♪
♪ Yes, you know ♪
♪ The boys are back in town ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
♪ I know that everybody, when they hear the music ♪
♪ Will be doin' it on the floor ♪
♪ Jump up and down and turn around ♪
♪ And tell the band to play some more ♪
♪ So tonight you can dance and romance ♪
♪ And do anything you feel like doin' ♪
♪ So don't look surprised ♪
♪ 'Cause you know what I like ♪
♪ And tonight we ought to do it ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
♪ The boys are back in town ♪
♪ In town oh, yeah, wow... ♪♪