The New Centurions

All right, you knuckleheads,

get in step.

L.A.P.D.

L.A.P.D.

All right, officer, pull your weapon.

Tell the suspect

to get his hands up.

Put your hands in the air.

Line at the right.

And charge!

Hey, set them down. Drive them

straight down on the ground.

One, ready...

Get up that hill. Quit dogging it.

Get up Durand. Up the hill.

Ready, three.

Ready, one.

All right, let's do it again.

Step back with that right foot.

L.A.P.D.

L.A.P.D.

Here's a happy piece of news.

Cornelius Arps,

the Western Avenue pimp...

...got cut by one of his whores

and expired...

...at 3 a.m. In General Hospital.

Galloway, there are five divisions

in the valley. What are they?

I haven't the slightest idea.

Durand, you know?

Anybody know?

Okay.

North Hollywood, Van Nuys, Foothill,

West Valley and Devonshire.

As of tonight,

all juvenile narcotic arrests...

...are to be turned over

to the detectives.

Everybody got that?

Sergeant,

should we book them first?

Do we book them first?

That's a good question.

I'll let you know tomorrow.

Well, let's see

what else is new in crime.

"Attempted rape.

Last night, 11:
30 p.m.

369 West 37th place.

Suspect awoke victim

by placing hand over her mouth...

...said, 'Don't move. I love you.

I wanna prove it.'

Fondled victim's private parts

while he held a blue steel revolver...

...in the air for her to see.

Suspect wore a blue suit, blue tie

and dark shoes."

Blue suit? Sounds like a policeman.

"Male, Negro, 28 to 30, 6-foot-2,

190, medium complexion."

I think we can clean this up right now.

Sounds like Gladstone.

Lots of crime

in the division last night.

None of these suspect descriptions

are worth a damn...

...so I'm not gonna read them.

All, right, gentlemen,

let's get out in the street. Dismissed.

I hope to be able to get back

to work in a couple of days.

Phil, how come

you're not suited up?

I've got a jaw infection.

You don't sit on your gums.

Damn it, all on account of you...

...l'm paired off

with one of those slick, sleet recruits.

Hey.

I wouldn't mind

paying her bail tonight.

- So long, kid.

- See you in a couple of days, Whitey.

You're getting prettier every day,

I swear.

Killed in the line of duty.

It doesn't pay

to get too comfortable in the street.

I don't know

if I'll ever get comfortable.

You will.

Come on, let's go find

a black and white and go to work.

This division is mostly black.

Some Mexicans, some whites,

lots of crime.

Well, considering the intensity

of living conditions, poverty...

...l'm surprised

there's not more crime.

Well, I think it's just the city.

In any case, Kilvinski's law states:

Treat everybody the same.

White, black, brown.

Be civil to everyone,

courteous to nobody.

That's just a little philosophy lesson

I give free...

...to every rookie I'm breaking in.

Twelve-0-20, roger.

Remember, these dudes out here

aren't afraid of that badge or gun.

Matter of fact, they'll try to shove

that badge up your ass...

...just to say they did it.

And all that Hollywood crap...

...about the karate expert

and the one-punch cop is...

A lot of Hollywood crap.

That's right.

We're supposed to use equal force,

you know.

- Right.

- You know...

Rule two of Kilvinski's law...

...is if a dude uses his fist,

you use your stick.

If he uses a knife, you use your gun.

Cancel his ticket right then and there.

If everything fails, hit him with a brick,

anything you can get.

Fourteen-A-89, 14-A...

So, what do your friends call you?

Sergio.

The reason I let you start driving

so you'd get to know the streets faster.

Eleven-eight-23, roger.

Nine-W-20, 9-W-20.

This would be a quiet district

if it wasn't for the Logos gang.

Falcons.

Which gang were you?

Gavilones.

You know, a few years ago,

I probably would have busted you.

A few years ago, you probably did.

Thirteen-eight-99. Thirteen-eight-27.

Thirteen-eight-27, go to the station.

Thirteen-0-30...

Nine-eight-45.

Nine-eight-45, see a man...

You never take care of the kids.

You never do nothing.

Why don't you shut up?

I can't stand hearing you talk anymore.

- Oh, cop, come in.

- Oh, you brought the cops this time.

- Come on, I said what I want...

- You should get out.

Officer, he gotta go with...

He is a damn nut.

Quiet!

- But, Whitey, listen...

- Quiet.

- Whitey.

- Now, Holly...

...you stay here

and talk to my partner.

- But, Whitey...

- Orville, you come on in the kitchen.

- Look, I wanna tell you about her...

- You shut up, you dirty old man.

Oh, he's no man, officer.

- Don't listen to him.

- It's okay, we're here.

- Come on, you gotta listen to me.

- Everything's okay.

Bad n*gger.

He picked me up in a gin mill.

He said that was his paycheck...

...and would I go in there

and cash it for him.

He said he'd give me $ 10 if I did.

Where are you supposed to meet him

with the money?

He didn't say.

What does he look like?

Twenty, 25.

Red shirt.

That's one thing I know.

- He had on a red shirt.

- Yeah.

You just look for a red shirt.

Why don't you jump in the car with us

and we'll see if we can find him?

Come on.

Here we go.

Stuff her in there.

Don't let her hit her head.

Yeah, yeah, I got...

We can take him in on 273-D.

- The lady says he's been...

- Wait a minute.

She says her husband's

been assaulting her.

- Assaulting her?

- Yes, assaulting...

Hold it. Hold it!

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