ll close down
and get his shipments from elsewhere.
Really? Is that what your
extensive experience tells you?
I haven't been on the force...
Shit.
- Is this the man?
- Yes, sir.
The gentleman that crashed
through Victor Maitland's window?
Who disabled an unmarked unit
with a banana?
Yes, sir.
Who lured Taggart and Rosemont
into a gross dereliction of duty
at a striptease establishment?
It's Rosewood, sir.
Yes, sir.
Is this the gentleman
who ruined the buffet
at the Harrow Club today?
Yes, sir.
I just bet you are the pride
of your department in Detroit.
Lieutenant,
I'd like to see you in your office.
Yes, sir.
Is this the man who wrecked the
buffet at the Harrow Club today?
- Lower your voice.
- Can he hear me through the wall?
Yes, he can.
Rosewood, take Detective Foley
back to his hotel room,
watch him pack,
and escort him to the city limits.
Then you can give him his gun back.
The two charges of disturbing the
peace have been dropped against you.
But if you return to Beverly Hills,
the charges will be reinstated
and you will be prosecuted
to the limit of the law.
- Sir, may I say something?
- What?
He seems to have enough...
You want to tell that to the chief?
- No, sir.
- Then I suggest you get moving.
Come on, Axel.
Right. Let me check on that tomorrow
and get back to you.
Thank you.
- Hi.
- Victor, hi.
- Sit down. I'm not interrupting?
- Of course not.
There's a gentleman in town
from Detroit
who says he's a friend
of Michael Tandino.
He came by the office yesterday and
asked me all sorts of odd questions.
Excuse me, darling.
I believe his name is Foley.
Since you were a friend of Michael,
I was wondering
if you knew the fellow.
We grew up in the same neighbourhood.
Really? Have you seen him lately?
He came in yesterday.
What? He came by here?
And?
He told me that Mikey
had been killed.
Yes. Yes, I know.
- And then?
- That's it.
He left and I haven't seen him since.
Jenny, darling,
do you know where he's staying?
I have some information
which might be helpful for him.
No, I have no idea.
I hope I didn't disturb you.
- No problem.
- We'll have dinner soon, yes?
- That'd be lovely.
- Take care.
I read the manifests. They're
expecting another shipment in today.
Bogomil...
This is a chance for me and you
to blow this case wide open.
I wish I could, but I can't.
Why?
Because Bogomil would kill me.
I'm not going to drive you
to the art gallery.
It's easy. Jenny will let us in
Maitland's warehouse.
The shipment arrives, we nail them.
- How can you be sure it'll be drugs?
- I got a hunch.
A technique by which many crimes
outside Beverly Hills get solved.
Why didn't you tell Bogomil
about this shipment?
He does everything by the book.
Is everybody in this town a robot?
This thing is very personal to me.
All he asked me to do
was drive you out of town.
Now I'm going to screw that up, too.
Billy, I love you.
I just fell in love with you.
Jenny, how are you?
This is my buddy Billy Rosewood.
Jenny Summers.
- Billy's a Beverly Hills cop.
- How do you do?
That's Serge.
Can you get my friend an espresso?
You want it with a lemon twist?
Sure, if it's no bother.
No, don't be stupid.
Victor Maitland was here
asking questions about you today.
He was acting real weird.
Look, I want to get back
inside the warehouse.
How about I go with you?
You work in a gallery.
You're not a cop.
If this has to do with Mikey's death,
I want to check it out.
I don't have time to argue with you.
Let me get my keys
and we'll argue on the way.
Billy, you sit here and observe.
Don't move till I get you.
- Why can't I come in?
- Cos you're a cop in this town.
Without probable cause,
it's an illegal search.
Didn't they teach you that
in cop school?
- I find some evidence, I'll get you.
- You can't...
Be cool, all right? If anything
jumps off, I'll come and get you.
Is there any chance
you'll let me go in by myself?