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OK?

Unless I'm convinced a crime

is about to be committed

or you are a danger to yourself.

Also, you being here does not

jeopardize your promotion.

Good to know.

Anything else?

You're hoping I have

some big problems.

Frankly, I prefer to find people

in perfect mental health.

Well, then say hello

to perfect mental health, doc.

OK, then.

Hello, perfect mental health.

So you did kick Culter?

Hands break, feet don't.

You gotta get physical

every once in a while.

What's once in a while?

Yawara to the rib break.

Yawara to the groin.

Remember your distracters.

Yawara to the sternum.

Yawara to the clavicle.

Yawara to the rib break.

Yawara to the groin.

Good. Let me see how

you're holding your Yawara stick.

OK, put your thumb over here

a little bit.

OK, perfect. Let's do it again.

Yawara to the sternum.

Distracter.

Yawara to the clavicle.

Yawara to the rib break.

Yawara to the groin.

Hi. I'm looking for

Inspector Delmarco.

Delmarco!

Where the hell is Delmarco?

- Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

- Do I look like the kidding type?

- Delmarco.

- Shepard.

Follow me.

Boys, meet Inspector...

- Shepard.

- Shepard.

- Flanagan. Dale Becker.

- Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you.

Shepard, here's a tip for you.

Stumbling on a suspect does not

an inspector make. Good luck, honey.

Thanks so much.

Dale was primary on the Culter thing.

Then you waltzed in with the suspect.

Congratulations.

You've made enemies already.

This job is about the f***ing work.

So how come you didn't say anything

in the bar last night?

I couldn't.

I was following someone.

- Oh, yeah? Who?

- You.

Ask her.

She knows what she did.

She picked me up

and she lured me to that place, sir.

And then she got rough.

That's it. That's the simple truth of it,

Mr. Porter.

I had no idea she was a police officer.

I mean, isn't that some form

of entrapment?

Then she handcuffs me,

I'm down on my knees.

She kicks me in the face,

knocks me out cold.

Come on, isn't there some law

against police brutality, sir?

I'm going through a lot of pain

and suffering, Mr. Porter.

Yeah. Well, I'm very sorry

about that, Edmund.

But now that I'm on the case,

we will be petitioning

the judge to reconsider your bail.

We will be pursuing

many, many other options. OK?

I know your little dirty side.

I know you.

You're me.

Come on.

Ray, please tell me you are not

gonna represent that loser.

That loser's daddy

is Culter Pharmaceuticals.

I golf with him Tuesdays

at the Olympic Club.

He's asked me, as a favor,

to defend his boy.

I'm gonna do that.

Is that a problem?

When you were assistant DA,

you used to love

to nail bad guys' asses to the wall

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