Coogan's Bluff

It is urgent... repeat: urgent...

that you give the sheriff a call.

I say again, Coogan,

call the sheriff.

It is urgent... repeat: urgent...

that you call the sheriff...

Put your pants on, Chief.

Mm... Coogan.

Mm-hm.

- He still in Phoenix?

- Mm-hm.

- Expecting anyone else?

- Mm-mm.

What the hell's that?

Oh. Prisoner.

- Uh-huh? What'd he do?

- Just killed a woman.

Just his wife, that's all.

Uh-uh.

How long you been trackin' him?

Three days.

You need a bath.

- After.

- Now.

- Now?

- Uh-huh.

Hm.

Stop!

What the hell for?

Back it up!

Go on in!

- Need a bigger target?

- There ain't none in this county, baby.

When I assign a deputy to a roadblock, I

expect him to be there when I come back.

- Mornin', Sheriff.

- Millie.

Ever cross your mind I might

accidentally know what I'm doin'?

You mind handin' me the soap?

Direct disobedience to orders, dereliction

of duty, leaving an assigned post.

Those are the first

three I think of.

- The fugitive's on the porch.

- I saw him. That's just one thing more.

Get my back, will you?

That's a prisoner out there. Not

an animal to be tethered to a rail.

- My shirt's in there on the bed.

- For what?

- The badge on it comes right off.

- You wanna play the lonesome boy, fine!

You'll get a gutful. Every lousy

one-man job that comes along.

- Got one waiting for you right now.

- That so?

Be in front of my desk in one hour.

Don't bother to stand up and salute.

One hour!

Texas?

Arizona.

My home town.

- Business trip?

- You might call it that.

- Rancher?

- Deputy sheriff.

- Is that right? May I ask what you're...

- Extraditing a fugitive.

One of your cowboys step

outta line in our fair city?

No. One of your boys

stepped outta line in ours.

Head of the line, cowboy.

- That's luggage.

- What?

- That thing in your hand, that's luggage.

- So, it's luggage.

So it's 50 cents extra

for a piece of luggage.

Where to, cowboy?

177 East 104th Street.

- You from Texas?

- Arizona.

- You with the rodeo?

- Nope.

Everybody wear them

clothes in Arizona?

No. Lifeguards wear swim trunks.

Nurses wear white dresses.

What do they wear here?

That's $2.95,

including the luggage.

Tell me, how many stores are there

named Bloomingdale's in this town?

- One. Why?

- We passed it twice.

It's still $2.95

including the luggage.

Yeah.

Well, there's three dollars,

including the tip.

Oh, sure, you want him arrested.

What's gonna happen when we get

him downtown? I'll tell ya what.

You'll say it was a big mistake and swear

you fell downstairs, just like last time.

But when he's arrested,

I feel sorry.

Look, Mrs Amador...

- You want something?

- Deputy Coogan.

- Is that the whole thing?

- I'm looking for a Lieutenant McElroy.

Up the stairs.

Now, look. Mrs Amador, why

don't you just divorce the bum?

- I cannot do that!

- You got to!

How can I divorce?

We're not married.

Up there, stickin' yourself

in the arm with that poison?

Soliciting what?

Look, Officer, when a lady can't

adjust her stockings, the world's...

Hey, Slim!

Sir, Third Avenue's a public street.

We've got as much right to as anybody...

- Get "her."

- Look at all that, in two-inch heels!

Do you work out? Do you?

Come in!

We got no chance

of getting a conviction.

- I got a confession!

- Be right with you.

Look, do you read?

Do you take a morning paper?

There's such a thing as a supreme court.

Did you ever hear of it?

You can be damn sure

DiBlasio's lawyer has.

- What's your problem?

- My name's Coogan.

So?

You got a James Ringerman here

you're holding for me?

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