Cop
- R
- Year:
- 1988
- 110 min
- 1,005 Views
What city, please?
Yo, is this Information? I want information.
For what city, please?
I'm in Hollywood and I want to report a
murder. What number do I have to call?
- One moment please.
- All right, cool.
- Thank you for calling.
- You're welcome.
The Los Angeles police
emergency number is...
- Can't you connect me?
... 911.
911? Can't you connect me?
Once again, the number is...
- Sweat, sweat.
... 911.
Oh, man. Damn.
F***! Where's my f***ing quarter,
you piece-of-sh*t machine? Damn.
I got to call them again.
I should be home, like,
watching The Flintstones, or some sh*t.
You have reached the City of Los Angeles
Police Emergency Dispatch Center.
All our lines are busy. Do not hang up.
An operator will answer your call
in the order it's received.
Okay, yeah. I'm first.
What the f*** is this sh*t, man?
Yo, I don't speak no Spanish.
Que pasa to you, too, Lupe, and I'd like
You have reached the City of Los Angeles
Police Emergency Dispatch Center.
This is a tape.
This is like a computer, right?
Hello? F*** you!
Why am I even doing this sh*t? I can't
afford it. I'm down to my last quarter.
Let me try the damn operator.
Maybe she knows what's going on.
Operator.
Yeah, listen. I'm trying to report a murder
and I can't get no one.
Have you tried calling the police?
I got no more money.
I'm down to my stolen credit cards.
Can I use them?
One moment. I'll connect you.
What do you got?
On the Black Cat, not much.
I'm not getting any help. No leads yet.
What do you mean, no leads?
You got the crime and the F.I. Reports?
"At approximately 11:30 p. m.,
Thursday, March 19...
"the Black Cat bar on Sunset and Vendome
was held up by two male Mexicans.
"They wore silk stockings to disguise
their faces, carried large revolvers. "
How do you know they were Mexicans?
- They spoke with Mexican accents.
- To each other?
- I didn't ask.
- There's your first lead.
"Questioned two white males outside
residency, 2269 Tracy Street. "
"They were drinking vodka and sitting
on top of a late model Camaro...
"license, blah, blah, blah. "
These go to Bunko, not Robbery, Homicide.
"Explained the car was not theirs
but that they lived in the house.
"Partner and I searched them, clean.
"Got hot call before we could
run warrant check. "
Check these files, Lieutenant.
Sorry about that.
You know, it's really a shame...
when I know a neighborhood
better than the beat cops who patrol it.
When I was a kid, 2269 Tracy Street
was a halfway house for ex-cons.
We used to call it "Gangster Manor. "
It's been abandoned for years...
and this guy says he lives there?
There's your second lead, all right?
I was gonna hit this place in Hollywood
until I seen what was inside.
Heavy sh*t went down in there, man.
Like something out of a Peckinpah movie.
You better send some cops right away to
Aloha Regency, Apartment B.
You got some heavy sh*t
on your hands, man.
Are you presently at the scene of the crime?
This is Sergeant Hopkins.
I want that call on 2-5.
Scotty, that one's mine.
You're gonna go to the Black Cat bar,
you're gonna check with the bartender...
see if those guys spoke Spanish, all right?
- Not English with Mexican accents. Spanish.
- Spanish.
Okay. Go to 2269 Tracy,
see what you can find there.
Run to the DMV,
run a check on the Camaro...
check with R&I, see if you can find out
anything about the owner.
- You like it?
- I like it.
- Then why are you still standing here?
- Right.
You back again?
This guy's back again.
He's running a scholarship.
F***!
Jesus Christ.
Dutch, it's Lloyd.
I got a 187 at 7251 De Longpre, Apartment B.
I need S.I.D., the coroner,
and the on-call homicide team.
Dutch, I know this is Hollywood,
but I want this one.
Dutch, can you clear it for me?
Thanks.
I'll call you later.
Bingo.
You up, Penguin?
Come in, Daddy.
Hi, sweetheart.
Give me five.
On the side.
- Cut the pickle. You owe me a nickel.
- You owe me a nickel.
You had a bad day, didn't you?
How can you tell?
You always shake, just a little.
I'm sorry, Penguin.
It's a sh*t storm out there.
You know that, don't you?
Yeah.
And you know you gotta
- Sharp ones, Daddy.
- Attagirl.
Daddy, you owe me.
Do I?
- Yes, you do.
- I don't think so.
Please. It doesn't have to be a long one,
just good.
Just good?
You ready?
Once upon a time, about a year,
a year and a half ago...
Daddy had just cleared the Haverhill-Jenkins
homicide case, you remember?
Right after, I got assigned
to a robbery deployment...
a loan-out to the West L.A. Squad room
because there had been a series...
of nighttime burglaries at doctors' offices
in large buildings in the Westwood area.
Cash and saleable drugs
were the burglar's meat.
Now, this guy had ripped off about
$5,000 in cash...
and a shitload of pharmaceutical speed
and heavyweight downers...
in less than a month.
The West L.A. D*cks had his M.O.
Figured this way:
This bastard used to hide out
in the building all day long until nightfall...
he'd hit his mark...
and then he'd run into
a second-story office...
and jump out the window into the parking
lot, if you can believe that.
But there was evidence to point to this.
Chipped cement on window ledges.
The d*cks had figured this guy
for, like, a gymnast.
Some bullshit cat-burglar type who could
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