- again making total fools of... - A detective is here to see you. - Back there. Listen, lady, you got a backed-up toilet. Call a plumber, not the cops. - This licence has expired. - Bullshit! l paid that fee six months ago. - l'll kick your ass! - Sit down! Right now! - Move! Get your ass movin'! - Just calm the fuck down! What you lookin' at? And all you got to do is tee it high and let it fly. Dead solid perfect. Now, remember, for distance you gotta gently but firmly grip the club. Lieutenant Harrigan! Detective Lambert, Rampart Division. Hey, kid, just have a seat. l'll be right with you. - Hey, Cap. - Don't start, Mike. Heinemann's already been up my ass so far l won't be able to sit down for a week. We're not winning this war. As much as it'll piss you off, you'll have to play the game. ''Effective immediately, a federal task force under Special Agent Peter Keyes will investigate criminal activities involving the trafficking of controlled substances.'' And you will extend him your full cooperation. So you're cutting off my dick and shoving it up my ass. The feds are calling the shots on this. My hands are tied! - Yeah? - Captain Pilgrim, Peter Keyes. - lt's good to meet you. - And you, sir. Lieutenant Mike Harrigan. Special Agent Peter Keyes, DEA. Heard a lot about you. l'm sorry for this jurisdictional intrusion. Don't mean to be stepping on your toes. But we want to prevent King Willie's voodoo gangs from taking over the entire West Coast. l wish l could tell you more. But we have a large number of deep-cover operatives involved. You know how it is. We all have a job to do. Now, l'm sure we can respect each other's situation and act responsibly. Well, cooperation is my middle name. l'll see you around. - l'm the new transfer, Jerry Lambert. - Like l said, have a seat. l'll be right with you. - Who is this dude? - Yeah, what an asshole. All right, Danny boy, what we got? What have we got? Five lowlife Scorpions make it into the building. The next minute they're all shish kebab. Not one bullet wound. lt wasn't drugs or money. There's a shitload of that. Maybe King Willie brought in some outside talent. He's making his big move. A pro would have split the moment he heard us. More than one, we would have seen them. Whoever did this waited until the last minute, and then took out four men armed with machine guns by hand! And then got by us. Maybe we should give him a job. Let's put him on the payroll. So me and my partner bolt up the stairs, somebody is screaming bloody murder... - You gotta hear this. - What?! Hey, l forgot to tell you. See that guy there? That's Ferris's replacement. This guy's Jerry Lambert. The Lone Ranger from Rampart station. That's the Lone Ranger? l thought he was here to fix the air conditioning. l said ''Lady, you are under arrest.'' And she said ''Why?'' l said ''Because your husband is dead. You killed him.'' - Know what she said, didn't miss a beat? - No. She said ''l stabbed that son of a bitch plenty of times. He never died on me before.'' Looks like he's putting the moves to Leona. His first big mistake. l have heard about you. Yeah? - Like your last partner got shot. - What? Well... You try that cowboy shit with me, fucker, you can kiss these goodbye. - Got it? - Yeah, l got it. Well, well, l see that the three of you have met. Lambert, if you're feeling up to it, why don't you limp your way in to the lieutenant. He wants to talk to you. - You're a bad girl. - l like that. Goddamn, is that bitch on the rag or what? This is what l call ''the speech'', kid. l only give it once, so pay attention. Until now, it's all been fun and games, cops and robbers, dunking doughnuts. But you're in the shit now. Metro Command is a war zone. Lieutenant, l've paid my dues. l had to bust my ass to get my transfer. And that scares the shit out of me, kid. No one ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Новый Гулливер на английском - текст Челюсти на английском - текст Друзья - Сезон 1 на английском - текст ...инг на английском - текст Тариф Новогодний на английском |