any closer
or I'll blow this whole neighbourhood
sky high.
Get back! Get back, all of you.
You people are in great danger.
Now someone could get hurt.
Now get back.
Listen to me.
Get your hands off that detonator.
Forget it, Lieutenant. You set me up.
If I can't have Eddie back, I'll make sure
that Mimi can't have him either.
Wait!
I don't understand, I...
Eddie!
-Just in time, Eddie.
-Piece of cake, Lieutenant.
No, thanks, I just ate.
Well, Lana,
you didn't leave town tonight,
but you'll be leaving soon
for the Statesville Prison.
Okay, boys, run her in.
-Here you are, Ed.
-Thanks, Frank.
It looks like Lana'll be doing
her bombing up in the Stateville Prison
from now on.
Up there along with Sally Decker
and Martin and Gunderson.
You know, there's one thing
that still puzzles me about this case.
Now, you said Eddie
lied about his alibi?
Yeah, he wasn't at the movie.
He was over in Milwaukee
watching a baseball game.
Afraid to tell anyone
because crossing over the state line
is a violation of parole.
Parole violation?
Well, what are we gonna do about that?
Forget it.
There are some things
you can't deprive a man of.
Well, I'll drink to that, Frank.
Say, Captain, what do you want me
to do with these files...
Be sure to tune in next week
for another exciting story
from the files of Police Squad!Police squad! In colour.
Starring Leslie Nielsen.
Also starring Alan North.
And Rex Hamilton as Abraham Lincoln.
Tonight's special guest star,
Georg Stanford Brown.
Tonight's episode,
A Dangerous Assignment.
Break it up. Come on.
Okay, kid.
When we get the high sign from Martin,
then you take the dive.
Four, five,
six, seven,
eight, nine,
ten, you're out!
Mike,
I think you made a big mistake.
Cooper, you worry too much.
I'm sorry, no one's allowed inside.
No, I'm sorry.
It's the rules, it's the rules.
-No entry.
-Press.
Okay.
My name is Sergeant Frank Drebin,
Detective Lieutenant, Police Squad,
a special division of the police force.
I'd just come from the stockyards.
We'd gotten reports
that hundreds of cows
had been senselessly
slaughtered in the area.
But I couldn't find any evidence.
I stopped off for a hamburger
and checked in with headquarters.
There'd been an apparent suicide.
I went right to the scene.
My boss was already there.
-Ed. What's up?
-Hi, Frank.
Guard discovered the body
about an hour ago.
Somebody went in here
right before it happened,
but the guard's got bad eyes
and he can't make an I.D.
We're dusting for prints now.
-What happened?
-Kid named Mike Schultz.
Set up to look like suicide
but I'm not so sure.
Why would a boxer
who just scored
the biggest victory of his career
go out and commit suicide?
-Are you thinking murder?
-It could be.
Anyone with Schultz after the fight?
-Just his manager.
-Who's that?
Some joe named Cooper.
-Who's this Joe Cooper?
-No, no, it's Sol Cooper.
He manages half the boxers in town
and they're all on the take.
-Want me to question him?
-No, no, Frank. No.
We may be dealing with murder
and corruption here.
I want you to go undercover.
I knew that Montague Martin
was one of the few criminals
who still tampered
with the outcome of fights.
My plan was to find a crooked fighter
and straighten him out.
Mabel, Mabel, set the table.
Don't forget the red hot...
Aren't you Buddy Briggs?
Yeah.
-Too bad you lost your last three fights.
-So I had some bad luck. So what?
Well, maybe you don't have
the right kind of management.
Don't you think you should
start thinking about that, Buddy?
-I make a pretty good living.
-Maybe you can make a better one,
and a cleaner one and a better one.
-Where's your manager?
-In the back.
One of you manage Buddy Briggs?
-Yeah.
-You gotta be Cooper.
I hear you own a piece
of just about every boxer in town.
-Yeah, what's it to you?
-I'm a manager.
I wanna take over
Buddy Briggs' contract.
-What are you, some kind of wise