The Mod Squad Page #4

I'll take you to where he lives.

Okay, you want a car wash?

I work at the Valley Car Wash.

I'll give you a free car wash...

on the--

Julie, someone said

they saw you come in here.

- What?

- What are you doing in here?

What do you think I'm doing, Red?

I've been lookin' for you all night.

You're not supposed to be in the VIP.

Finish up and get your ass

back down to work.

Oh, my God.

- I guess I should get back to work.

- Oh, really?

Yeah. You can stay up here,

if you want.

- You know what? I have to go.

- Oh, okay.

- I have to go to this club.

- That's cool.

Look. Here's my number.

You call me. I mean it.

Whenever you need anything,

anytime, please.

- Okay?

- It's nice talking to you.

It's nice talking to you too.

- See you.

- See you.

Oh, God.

Linc, I can't believe it, man.

I mean, I can't--

I mean, I can't believe it, man.

Dude--

If people could learn

to drive in this city!

I'm gonna call my lawyer friend,

all right? No, no, no.

Where you goin'?

I gotta tell Jules we're goin'.

What about that guy?

I caught the guy.

He talked, and I let him go.

All right.

You sure about this, Linc?

Look, the dude said the guys

are meeting a cop under this bridge.

Greer's got nothin'

to do with drugs, man.

He helped me get sober, you know?

Could you have parked

further away?

- Precautions, man.

- Paranoid, man.

Oh, my God.

It's Greer.

Oh, man.

Oh, my--

Oh, my God.

I mean, I can't believe it.

Is that cocaine?

So, what do we do?

We gotta get

the hell out of here.

I'm not gonna just leave him here.

What are you talkin' about?

Let's go.

Wait, wait, wait.

We're cops, all right?

We're on the scene.

This is our job. All right?

We're not that kind of cops, man.

We gotta go now!

Come on!

You all right?

I can't believe he's dead.

They're gonna think we were in on it.

They're gonna come for us.

Why would they come for us?

Because we're in the clubs, Pete.

We're his kids.

Greer wasn't like that.

It was a setup.

All right, look.

You were sick. We were giving you a lift

home. That's why we left the club.

Okay? All right?

Okay.

Show time.

I'm Detective Briggs, Internal Affairs.

I just got a few questions for you.

Okay.

- Tell me where you were tonight.

- I don't know.

We sent a car over to the club.

- None of you were there.

- Julie was sick.

- How are you doing, Julie?

- I'm all right.

- What was wrong?

- I don't know.

Do I look like a doctor?

I said she wasn't feeling well.

No, I was in the--

I was in the bar.

- No work tonight?

- I had an upset stomach...

so I left work early,

and Pete and Linc drove me home.

No, no, no.

I was outside the bar.

You guys must be gettin'

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