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Drink your coffee.|Here. Take it! Sh*t.

Joe, what evidence have we got?

A girl who died of pills and booze,|a sheriff you say tried to kill you...

- And the poor bastard drowns.|- I got a bank book with $107,000 in it.

- The police are after me.|- Why is there no APB on you?

I checked. They say it was an accident.

- They don't wanna answer questions.|- You're damn right.

Sheriff LD Wicker and two deputies|were indicted three months ago...

...on a utilities scandal.|It was in every paper in the North-West.

He knew you were a reporter...

...but it wasn't any national conspiracy|he was covering up.

Remember catching the state senator's|bagman and it was his nephew's bookie?

You're gonna make|a real horse's ass of yourself.

He didn't know I was a reporter. I didn't|tell him, I didn't give him my name.

- Did you register at a hotel?|- Yeah, under a phoney name.

Boy, you amaze me. You go expecting|these things to happen and they do.

Just advance me two weeks' salary.

- For what?|- I gotta find Austin Tucker.

If anybody knows about this, he does.

I won't advance you a dime.

I don't care if your|self-serving ambition...

...gets you the Pulitzer prize.

I'm not gonna have|anything more to do with it.

- Joe...|- Can't help it.

I know.

Good shot. Good shot. You got a point.

Not bad, Riggsy.

- That's good. Hey,|babe, you're all right.

- Winning, huh?

Winning? I'm beating the sh*t out of him.

I'm Schwartzkopf, this is Riggs.

Harry Nelson. The Psych department|gave those vocational tests to you?

I'll go and get those tests.

We establish a centre for the study of|violence, they send us every nut in town.

- They get mean?|- Yeah. Vicious.

One of them bit the ear|off a colleague of mine.

It was OK, though,|we sewed it back on. Most of it.

I'm glad about that.

I'm not sure whoever made this|knew what they were after.

How you doing, Ernie?|It seems to be directing at...

...trying to pull out anger, repression,|frustration, stuff like that.

Could it pick up|potentially homicidal characteristics?

You mean a killer? Yeah, sure.

Would you be willing to go through it...

...and tell me what answers would come|from a highly violent personality?

Yeah, but it probably|wouldn't do much good.

This stuff's pretty sophisticated.|It's a lot different than my stuff.

It's not any better,|but it would be a difficult...

F*** it. We'll let Ernie take it.|He'll blow 'em right off the graph.

He hacked up his great-aunt|and killed two ticket-takers.

Ernie?

Come here, boy.

I'd like you to meet somebody.|What's your name again?

Nelson. Harry Nelson.

Harry Nelson, Ernie.

Joe Frady? Looking for Austin Tucker?

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