LA Confidential CD1
Come to Los Angeles.
The sun shines bright.
The beaches are wide and inviting.
And the orange groves|stretch as far as the eye can see.
There are jobs aplenty. Land is cheap.
Every workingman can have his own house.
And inside every house,|a happy all-American family.
You can have all this.|And who knows?
You could even be discovered...
...become a movie star,|or at least see one.
Life is good in Los Angeles.
ltīs paradise on earth.
Thatīs what they tell you, anyway.
Because theyīre selling an image.
Theyīre selling it through movies,|radio and television.
ln the hit show, Badge of Honor,|the L.A. cops walk on water...
...as they keep the city|clean of crooks.
Youīd think this place|was the Garden of Eden.
But thereīs trouble in paradise...
...and his name is Meyer Harris Cohen,|Mickey C, to his fans.
Local L.A. color to the nth degree.
And his number one bodyguard...
Mickey Cīs the head|of organized crime in these parts.
He runs dope, rackets and prostitution.
He kills a dozen people a year.
And the dapper little gent|does it in style.
And every time his pictureīs|on the front page...
...itīs a black eye|for the image of Los Angeles.
Because how can organized crime exist...
...in the city with the best|police force in the world?
Something has to be done.
But nothing too original,|because, hey, this is Hollywood.
what worked for Al Capone|would work for the Mickster.
Mr. Cohen, youīre under arrest.
Nonpayment of federal income tax.
But all is not well.
Sending Mickey up has created a vacuum.
And itīs only a matter of time...
...before someone|with balls of brass tries to fill it.
...you heard it here first...
...off the record...
...on the q.t...
Youīre like Santa Claus with that list.
Except everyone on itīs been naughty.
Guyīs been out of Q two weeks.
Leave it for later.
weīve got to pick up the booze|and get it to the station.
Hollywood, this is 6-Adam-7.
Have Central send a prowler|to 4216 Evergreen.
Parole violation:|assault arising from a family dispute.
we wonīt be here.|Theyīll see him.
Quit whining all the time!|lt makes me sick!
who the hell are you?
The ghost of Christmas past.
Dance with a man for a change?
what are you, a smart ass?
Youll be out in a year and a half.
līll get cozy with your parole officer.
You touch her again, līll have you|violated on a kiddie raper beef.
You know what they do|to kiddie rapers in Quentin.
You have someplace you can go?
Go get yourself fixed up.
-Merry Christmas, maīam.|-Letīs go, Bud.
The guysīll be waiting.
what do you do on Badge of Honor?
līm the technical advisor.
l teach Brett Chase|how to walk and talk like a cop.
Brett Chase doesnīt|walk and talk like you.
Thatīs because heīs|the television version.
America isnīt ready for the real me.
ls it true youīre the one|who arrested Bob Mitchum?
Badge of Honor guys pretend.
But being the real thing|must be a thrill.
why donīt we go someplace quiet?|līll give you the lowdown on Mitchum.
Big V. Jack Vincennes.
-May l have this dance?|-Of course.
This is Sid Hudgens|with Hush-Hush magazine.
-Hello, Karen.|-Hello yourself.
whatīs that about?
we did a piece, ""lngenue Dikes in|Hollywood."" Her name got mentioned.
...a friend just sold some reefer|to Matt Reynolds.
Heīs tripping the light fantastic|with Tammy Jordan.
Sorry, l lost you for a second, Sid.
Contract players, Metro. You pinch|them, l do a nice feature next issue.
-Plus the usual $50 cash.|-No, l need another $50.
Two $20īs for two patrolmen, a dime for|the Hollywood Station watch commander.
Jackie, itīs Christmas.
No, itīs not.
ltīs felony possession of marijuana.
Actually, itīs circulation 36,000|and climbing.
Thereīs no telling where this will go.|Radio, television.
Once you whet the publicīs appetite|for the truth, the skyīs the limit.
Sergeant Ed Exley,|son of the legendary Preston Exley.
Must be a hard act to follow.
why not make a mark somewhere else?|why become a cop, Ed?
l like to help people.
we heard 2 officers|were assaulted this evening.
-what do you think about that?|-Goes with the job.
l took the report.|Luckily, theyīre okay.
Arenīt you young|to be watch commander?
ltīs only tonight.
The married men have Christmas Eve off.
Thatīs a good lead for the story.
Merry Christmas, Captain.
-Captain Smith.|-Drop the formalities, Bobby.
-ltīs Christmas Eve, call me Dudley.|-l came up with a title for the story.
līm calling it|""Silent Night with the LAPD.""
Now remember, Bobby, thatīs ""Smith.""
with an ""S.""
Thank you, gentlemen.|Merry Christmas.
Hold on there, lads.
l saw the test results|on the lieutenantīs exam.
First out of 23.
whatīll it be, then?
Patrol Division?|lnternal Affairs? what?
l was thinking|Detective Bureau.
...youīre a political animal.
You have the eye for human weakness,|but not the stomach.
Youīre wrong, sir.
would you be willing to plant evidence|on a suspect you knew to be guilty...
...in order to insure an indictment?
-weīve been over this.|-Yes or no?
would you beat a confession|out of a suspect you knew to be guilty?
would you shoot|a hardened criminal in the back...
...in order to offset the chance|that some lawyer--
Then for the love of God...
...donīt be a detective.
work where you donīt have|to make those kind of choices.
Dudley, l know you mean well...
...but l donīt need to do it|the way you did...or my father.
At least get rid of the glasses.
l canīt think of a man|on the Bureau who wears them.
lf l get held up,|you guys better be here.
l need a delivery.
A case each of gin, rum, Scotch.
Sounds like a hell of a party.|Be right with you.
Merry Christmas to you, officer.
ltīs practically|stamped on your forehead.
There you go.
See what he wants, Buzz.
Get lost, why donīt you?
Down!|Get your fucking head down.
l got a license for that.
Cut me some slack.
l used to be a cop.
""Leland Meeks.""|Never heard of you.
They call me Buzz.
l donīt give a ratīs ass what|they call you. Keep your head down.
And stay there...Buzz.
līm not asking you, sir.
Somebody hit you?
ltīs not what you think.
what is it, then?
You got the wrong idea, mister.|līm fine.
But itīs nice to know you care.
whatīs going on?
You know him?
Yeah, līve seen him around.
He used to be a cop.
Theyīre sitting in the dark,|goofing on the Christmas tree.
Put your camera right there.
when l walk out, līll stop here. Get|the movie premiere in the background.
l like it. l like it.|""The Movie Premiere Pot Bust.""
when l walk out, l donīt want|your floodlights in my eyes.
Consider it done.|You hear that, Chip?
Go! Pop them!
Come on.|Come on, letīs go.
My familyīs coming in--
-ltīll be a nice Christmas gift.|-Hi, Tammy. Hi, Matt.
Right over here.
-Just turn.|-Hold it. Got it!
-The Movie Premiere Pot Bust!|-Take them in. līll get the evidence.
""ltīs Christmas Eve|in the City of Angels...
...and while decent citizens|sleep the sleep of the righteous...
...hopheads prowl for marijuana...
...not knowing that a man|is coming to stop them:
Celebrity crime-stopper, Jack Vincennes.
Scourge of grasshoppers|and dope fiends everywhere.""
You like it?
what took you?
My partner stopped|to help a damsel in distress.
His priorities are all screwed up.
Up to your old tricks again, Bud?
Hollywood Jack, what brings you|to our humble station house?
-How are you?|-why are you here?
You know me.|Keeping the streets safe.
Take these two,|get them dressed and book them.
-The partyīs upstairs.|-Okay, līll be right up.
whatīs that for?
You are watch commander tonight,|arenīt you?
A gratuity from Hush-Hush magazine.
Buy yourself some new loafers.
No thanks, Jack.|You keep your payoff.
līm not interested.
what the hell is this?
Mexicans, sir. The ones who assaulted|Brown and Helenowski.
l heard Helenowski bled 6 pints|and Brownīs in a coma.
They have bruises|and muscle pulls.
ltīs not what l heard.
Get them into lock up.
Stens, you guys hear what those taco|benders did to Helenowski and Brown?
Helenowski lost an eye, and theyīre|reading Brown his last rites.
That ought to make for|a very merry Christmas for them.
They brought the Mexicans in.
-Letīs do it.|-Come on, guys. Letīs get them.
Stensland, the partyīs upstairs.
This doesnīt concern you.
Come on, guys.
Havenīt you got work?
Go back to the party.
-Come on, itīs Christmas, help me out.|-Move it!
l just got a few more questions.
You donīt have to be here.
You better put a leash on your partner|before he kills somebody.
Teach him a lesson!|Get him, Stens!
This is for ours, Poncho.
Let me through!
No! He didnīt do nothing!
what are you looking at?
Tell that Mexican to shut up!
Donīt break it up.
Get back! Get back!
Yeah, and fuck your mother!
Stop, officer!|Thatīs an order!
Youīll all be in my report!
The press love to label.
You should know this is bigger|than the police board.
The grand juryīs convening.|lndictments may be handed down.
will you testify?
No, sir. l wonīt.
District Attorney Loew?
You and officer Stensland|brought the liquor to the station.
Stensland was already drunk.
Appearing as a|voluntary witness against him...
...could offset damage to yourself.
l wonīt testify against him,|or anyone else.
This man is a disgrace.
Your badge and gun, officer.
Youīre suspended from duty.
we need police witnesses to offset|the damage done to the Department.
Justice has to be served.|Of course līll testify.
līm glad you feel that way, Edmund.
They think silence and integrity|are the same thing.
Not exactly the image of the...
...new LAPD weīre trying to create.
welcome to Los Angeles,|the city of the future.
-May l make a suggestion, sir?|-By all means.
The public will expect the Department|to sweep this under the carpet.
Shift the guilt to men|whose pensions are secured.
Force them to retire.
But somebody has to swing.
So indict, try and convict...
...Richard Stensland and Bud white.
Secure them jail time.
The message will be clear.
...will not tolerate officers|who think theyīre above the law.
Dick Stensland is an embarrassment|as a policeman.
Heīs had rotten fitness reports|from every C.O. heīs served under.
But Bud white is a valuable officer.
whiteīs a mindless thug.
...but he can answer ""yes"" to those|questions līve asked you before.
The Department and the public|need role models.
Clean-cut, forthright men|the public can admire.
...līll promote you...
Ed, youīre 30.
Your father didnīt make lieutenant|till he was 33.
l know that, sir. when he made|lieutenant, it was as a detective.
Before we start polishing our laurels...
...itīd look better if we had|a corroborative witness.
That wonīt be easy to come by.|The men hate a stool pigeon.
He hit one of the Mexicans.
A veteran like Vincennes might be|willing to admit his own culpability...
...but heīd never rat out|a fellow officer.
Jackīs the technical advisor|on Badge of Honor.
He lives for it.
Thatīs how to get to him.
līd like you to observe, Ed.
Call Sergeant Vincennes.
You may reap the benefit...
...but are you ready to be despised|in the Department?
Yes, sir, l am.
So be it.
Sergeant, weīll get right to it.
Nine civilian witnesses have identified|you as hitting Ezekiel Garcia.
But we have a witness who will name|names and testify that you hit back...
...only after being hit.
You will testify against 3 officers...
...who have earned their pensions|and plead ignorance about the rest.
No thanks.|līm not a snitch.
līll guarantee you a slap on the wrist,|a brief suspension...
...followed by a temporary transfer|from Narcotics to Vice.
You transfer out of Vice,|youīll be back on the show.
Badge of Honor, Vincennes.
we need to tone down|your profile for a bit.
l doubt youīve ever taken|a stupid breath. Donīt start now.
Okay, līll do it.
The grand jury will hear...
...your testimony tomorrow.
And so it goes...
Ace them at the|grand jury tomorrow, son.
wear a smart-looking suit|and ace them.
...lose the glasses.
So youīre the stellar witness.
l should have known.|whatīs the Chief throwing you?
Yeah, Exley, whatīs the payoff?
Youīre the payoff expert.
līm just doing my duty.
Come on, youīre playing|an angle here, college boy.
Youīll get something so you|donīt have to hobnob with the cops...
...whoīll hate you for snitching.
lf theyīre making you detective,|watch out.
Some Bureau guys will burn in this and|youīll be working with their friends.
what about you?
līm snitching 3 old-timers whoīll be|fishing in Oregon next week.
Next to you, līm clean...
Edmund J. Exley to chambers.
...Bud white will fuck you for this|if it takes the rest of his life.
Captain, what do you want?
Call me Dudley.
...what do you want?
Look, lad, l admire|your refusal to testify...
...and your loyalty to your partner.
l admire you as a policeman...
...and your adherence to violence|as a necessary adjunct to the job.
līm impressed with your|punishment of women-beaters.
Do you hate them, wendell?
what do you want?
Thereīs no bill on me?
-4 witnesses recanted their testimony.|-why?
They had a change of heart.
Your partnerīs through.
Scapegoat on the Chiefīs orders.
A year from his pension.
-Exley!|-Exley got what he wanted.
As a politician he exceeds even myself.
The Department needs|smart men like Exley...
...and direct men...
Look, l need you for an assignment|the Chiefīs given me.
A duty few men are fit for...
...but you were born for.
Youīd be working|out of Homicide at City Hall.
Your talents lie elsewhere, wendell.
ltīs a muscle job.
Youīll do as l say and ask no questions.|Do you follow my drift?
ln Technicolor, sir.
""Meet Tony Brancato|and Anthony Trombino...
...two rising lieutenants|in the Mickey Cohen rackets.
with the dapper little gent in prison...
...who knows how far theyīll go.|The skyīs the limit.
""Meet Deuce Perkins,|Mickey Cohenīs narcotics lieutenant.
Could he be behind the hits?
ls he consolidating|organized crime power?
l suppose not.
One thingīs for sure:
2-man triggers are punching the tickets|on the Micksterīs muscle.""
""Meanwhile, rumor has it the LAPD...
...has set up a not-so-welcome wagon|to dishearten the criminal element...
...from filling the void left by|Mickeyīs absence.
when l know more, dear readers,|so will you.
Off the record, on the q.t...
with Mickey Cohen in prison,|Los Angeles is organized crime-free.
The Chief wants to keep it that way.
ln Cleveland, youīre an|organized crime associate...
...in desperate need of re-education|in the ways of polite society.
l hear things.
Like those 2-men shooter teams.
Theyīre 86ing Cohenīs lieutenants.
what do you want?
we want you to go home.
Picture-book smut, men.
Thereīs been a bunch of this|found at crime scenes lately.
Quality ranges from piss-poor to...
...very well done.
Look whoīs back from suspension.
weīre honored, Sergeant Jack.
Look at that.|The Great Jerk-Off Case of 1953.
ls there someplace youīd rather be?
Yeah, working Narcotics,|looking for Cohenīs missing H.
Yeah, finding 25 pounds of heroin|would get you plenty of ink.
You shouldīve thought of that|before Bloody Christmas.
Make a major case. ltīs the only way|youīll get out of here.
Go get the facts, Jack.
Just the facts.
whatever you desire.
Hi. līd like to get a delivery|to Beverly Hills.
l donīt know you.
A friend just gave me this number|and l wanted to find out if--
would you grab a reverse directory|and shag a name and address for me?
Hush-Hush, off the record|and on the q.t.
Sid, itīs Vincennes.
Jackie, you back on narco?|l need some good copy.
l have something going with Vice.
Something juicy for the Sidster?
Tracking porn.|Arty, high-class stuff.
Know about Fleur-de-Lis?|Sloganīs ""whatever you desire.""
No, līve heard bupkes.
Get me some narco skinny.|l want to do an all-hophead issue.
Shvartze jazz musicians and movie stars.|You like it?
līll talk to you later.
-what do you got?|-The numberīs not assigned.
Take it easy.
Tough break, Stens.
weīre going to miss you.
Raw deal, Stensland.
Here comes the snitch.
Sorry about that, Lieutenant.
Stay out of trouble, Bud.
l got a few hours.|līll buy you a drink.
Rain check.|l got a hot date.
who is she and|what did you arrest her for?
Like that magazine that|Vincennes scams for. Hush-Hush.
līll see you later in the week.
weīll do the town, on me.
Yeah. līll bring|my wallet just in case.
-See you tomorrow.|-Hang on!
līll walk down with you.
Punk kid.|who is he trying to impress?
Yeah, l wonder.
Got himself a real career going.
Sergeant williams, pick up, please.
ls there anybody up there in Homicide?
Youīve got a homicide downtown.
-The Nite Owl Coffee Shop.|-l got it.
At least one personīs dead.|l stopped for coffee.
No one comes through the front door.|Understand?
l want barricades at both ends|of the street. Make sure--
l took the call. ltīs my case.
You donīt want it and you canīt have it.
l took the call.
līll make you my second-in-command.
Captain, over here, please.
The cook drew a gun and set it off.|The rest died in the menīs room.
...we got a total of 15 spent|12-gauge Remington shotgun shells.
līm betting 3 men, 5-shot capacity|pumps, all of them emptying once.
Excuse me, we got an l.D.|on one of the victims.
ltīs Dick Stensland.
At first, l thought|she was Rita Hayworth.
Yeah, me too.
Hell of a way to avoid prison.
Appears 3 men held up a coffee shop.
The guy at the register pulled a .38,|so they killed him.
Then they killed everyone else.
Lieutenant, weīre ready|with that Nite Owl l.D.
ls this your daughter?
l donīt know.
we know this is difficult.|Take your time.
lt seems like my Susan.
But my Susan was a blonde,|not a redhead.
when was the last time you saw her?
Just before Christmas.
weīd fought.|l didnīt like her boyfriend.
...does your daughter have|any distinguishing marks?
You got the wrong idea, mister.|līm fine.
She has a birthmark on her hip.
līm sorry, Mrs. Lefferts.
whoīs in charge of this investigation?
Captain Smith and myself.|why?
""The Nite Owl Massacre.""
...this is a heinous crime|that requires swift resolution.
One of them, one of our own.|Dick Stensland.
He was a Nite Owl regular,|in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Robbery is the likely motive.
we have rubber glove smears|on the register and forensics...
...tend toward a trio of shooters.|we do have one hot lead.
Three Negro juveniles...
...were seen discharging shotguns|in Griffith Park.
A park ranger l.D.īd them|as driving a 1948-1950 Mercury coupe...
...maroon in color.
An hour ago a canvassing crew|found a news vendor...
...who saw a maroon Merc coupe|parked by the Nite Owl at 1 a.m.
DMV has come up with|a registration list of Merc coupes.
48 two-man teams will shake|three names apiece.
lnterrogations will be led by|Lt. Edmund Exley.
Enough on that!
Gentlemen, just go out and get them.|Use all necessary force.
The people of Los Angeles demand it.
why not just put a bounty on them?
-Ready to roll?|-You take them, l got something to do.
what if one of these names--?
Get somebody else.
l got our assignments, Big V.
we go by this list, we got|zero chance of making this collar.
l got a guy who knows what happens south|of Jefferson. Heīll put us at 50-50.
what are you doing?
ltīs the same sort of thing|that got you in trouble before.
līll take those odds.
we got it from here.
You two should|bring along a photographer.
l need an address on a customer|of yours. Her name is Lynn.
-Thatīs all l got to go on?|-Yeah.
You already know who l mean,|so cough it up.
Thereīs a billing address|and a delivery address.
Are you Pierce Patchett?
Are you soliciting for police charities?|Last time you called my office.
Go on down to the driveway.|weīll talk there.
what can l do for you?
-where were you last night?|-l was here hosting a party.
Tell me about Dick Stensland.
l donīt know him, Mr.--?
You know Sue Lefferts?
You know l do.|You saw me with her.
How did you find me?
Nickīs Liquor. This is where|Lynn Brackenīs booze bills go.
Sue Lefferts died at the Nite Owl.
Everything all right?
Fine, Phillip, thank you.
what happened to the other guy, Buzz?
Buzz Meeks no longer works for me.
Lefferts looked beat-up Christmas Eve|but didnīt act it. why?
l think sheīd been hit in the face|with a tennis racket. She is...was...
...a big doubles fan.
Youīre a known associate of a woman|killed in a mass murder.
-want to go downtown to discuss this?|-ls this official?
Somehow l have the feeling|this is more personal with you.
All right, then...
...are you concerned about criminal|matters peripheral to the murders?
-Not at the moment.|-Youīre not obligated to report them?
why were Leffertsī eyes black?
l needed a Rita Hayworth|to fill out my little studio.
what little studio?
well, thereīs Gardner, Russell,|Monroe, Turner....
Lynn Bracken is my Veronica Lake.
l use girls that look like movie stars.
Sometimes l employ a plastic surgeon.
when the work was done,|thatīs when you saw us.
ltīs why her mom couldnīt l.D. her.
Jesus fucking Christ!
No, Pierce Morehouse Patchett.
l sense youīre on your best behavior,|but thatīs all līm saying.
lf you persist,|weīll meet with my attorney.
would you like Lynn Brackenīs address?
l got her address.
Find Susanīs killer, Mr. white.
līll give you a handsome reward.
whatever you desire!
l know youīre not asleep.
what do you want?
My 5 bucks.
lt was the only one l had.
Hey, doll face,|tell him to leave us alone.
l understand.|Okay, fine.
You have to go.
Something very important has come up|and you have to go.
līll make it up to you.
l will, l promise.|Excuse me.
ls it the cops?
...līm Officer white.
līve been expecting you,|just not this soon.
Pierce called.|He told me what happened to Sue.
Everything all right, doll?|want me to get rid of him?
Hit the road.
Maybe l will...
...maybe l wonīt.
LAPD. Get out of here|or līll have your wife come get you.
-would you care for a drink?|-Yeah, Scotch straight.
l was friendly with Sue Lefferts,|but we werenīt friends.
Know what l mean?
You sorry sheīs dead?
Of course l am.
what kind of question is that?
Do you know why Pierce is humoring you?
Use words like that,|you might make me mad.
But, do you know?
Yeah, l know.
Patchettīs running whores...
...cut to look like movie stars.
And, judging by his address,|something bigger on the side.
He doesnīt want any attention.
Thatīs right. Our motives are selfish|so weīre cooperating.
So cooperate. why was|Susan Lefferts at the Nite Owl?
l donīt know. l never heard of|the Nite Owl till today.
Howīd she meet Patchett?
Pierce meets people.
Sue had dreams of Hollywood|and this is how they turned out.
Thanks to Pierce,|we still get to act a little.
Tell me about Pierce.
Heīs waiting for you to mention money.
want advice, Miss Bracken?
...donīt ever try to fucking bribe me...
...or līll have you and Patchett|in shit up to your ears.
l remember you from Christmas Eve.
You have a thing|for helping women, donīt you?
Maybe līm just fucking curious.
-You say ""fuck"" a lot.|-You fuck for money.
Thereīs blood on your shirt.
An integral part of your job?
-Yeah.|-Do you enjoy it?
when they deserve it.
Did they deserve it today?
līm not sure.
-But you did it anyway.|-Yeah.
Like the half dozen guys|you screwed today.
Actually, it was only two.
Youīre different, Officer white.
Youīre the first man in years who didnīt|tell me l look like Veronica Lake.
You look better than Veronica Lake.
He takes a cut of our earnings|and invests it for us.
He doesnīt let us use narcotics|and he doesnīt abuse us.
Can your policemanīs mentality|grasp those contradictions?
He had you cut|to look like Veronica Lake.
līm really a brunette,|but the rest is me.
And thatīs all the news|thatīs fit to print.
ltīs nice meeting you.
-līd like to see you again.|-For a date...
...or an appointment?
l donīt know.
-For a date, līd know your first name.|-Forget l asked.
lt was a mistake.
Come down here and talk to us.
Howīs the left these days?
whatīs it to you?
l saw you fight Kid Gavilan.
l like your style.
what do you want, Mr. Policeman?
You got a brother in Folsom.|l put him there.
Howīd you like to make it 1960?
l know the judge,|and Lieutenant Exley...
...is good friends with the D.A.
weīre looking for 3 colored guys|who like to shoot shotguns.
One owns a maroon Mercury coupe.
-want me to snitch?|-want to buy your brother 10 years?
-lt was 10 years, right?|-Yeah, 10 years.
You donīt have to say anything,|just look at this list...
Heīs bad, so līll just tell you.
Sugar Ray Collins.
Drives a maroon ī49 coupe.
Donīt know about shotguns,|but he gets his thrills killing dogs.
Heīs righteous trash.
Look at that. ltīs five minutes|from here. Thanks.
līll hear from you...
...about my brother?
Keep it up, Lenny. Up!
There it is.|ltīs in the back.
-One of ours.|-Shit, somebody beat us here!
well, just donīt shoot me.
what are you doing here?
we were in the neighborhood.
-what do you got?|-Three 12-gauge pumps.
So long, Vice.|Badge of Honor, here l come.
Fuck you!|This is our collar.
līm ranking officer here.|we go as a team. End of story.
How many ways in?
Only one.|Up the stairs.
Heīs very serious.
-Donīt move.|-Ace him, Jack!
Anxious, arenīt you?
Donīt kill them.
Back, back, back!
Get off me!
Against the wall!
-Put your hands up!|-Get over there.
Shut up!|Hands behind your back!
...howīs it feel|getting out of the office?
This came from forensics.
Casitas Youth Camp....""
ltīs crowded in here, white.
These guys killed Stensland.
The ejection marks|on the shells fired from the shotguns...
...are identical to those on the|shell casings found at the Nite Owl.
l want confessions, Edmund.
A nightīs stewing|has softened them up.
līll break them, sir.
Are you sure golden boy|is up to the task, Cap?
l think youīd be surprised|what the lad is capable of.
Youīre 22.|Arenīt you, Ray?
Did an officer work you over?
-Youīre 22, right?|-why do you keep asking that?
22 makes it a gas chamber bounce.
You shouldīve pulled|this caper years ago.
Get life,|do a little Youth Authority jolt...
...transfer to Folsom a big man...
...get yourself a sissy....
l donīt truck with no sissies.
You did the Casitas Youth Camp|with Louis.
why you keep asking me about Louis?|His business is his business.
Sugar, Louis told me|you went sissy up at Casitas.
You couldnīt do the time, so you got|a big white boy to look after you.
Said they called you ""Sugar""...
...because you gave it out so sweet.
Louis gave it up at Casitas.|l was the boss jock in my dorm!
Louis was the sissy!
Louis gave it up for candy bars!|He ainīt got the sense of a dog!
You like to shoot dogs.
Dogs got no reason to live.
Feel the same way about people?
whatīre you trying to say?
we got the shotguns.
l donīt own no shotguns.
why were you throwing clothes|in the incinerator?
A neighbor said she saw|you throwing clothes in the incinerator.
Doesnīt look good.
l ainīt talking till l see a judge.
were you on hop? You were passed out|when we arrested you.
Ty and Louis fuck with that shit,|not me.
where do they get their stuff?
Give me one to feed the D.A.|ltīll make me look good...
...and līll say Sugar Rayīs not a punk|like his sissy partners.
Tell me one more thing|about Jones and Fontaine.
where do they get drugs?
He runs a hole-up on Bunker Hill.
And he sells red devils.
Exleyīs good, līll give him that.
līll take a break.
You know, Ray,|līm talking about the gas chamber...
...and you havenīt asked me|what this is about.
You got a big ""guilty"" sign|around your neck.
That was masterful, Edmund.
Heīs ready to go.
Give Jones the newspaper.|l want him primed.
Take the cuffs off, so he can read it.
Ray Collins just ratted you off.|Said the Nite Owl was your idea.
l think it was Rayīs idea.|You talk, l think l can save your life.
6 people are dead,|and someone has to pay for it.
Now, it can be you,|or it can be Ray.
Louis, he called you queer.
-At Casitas, you took it up the ass.|-l didnīt kill nobody! !
...you know whatīll happen|if you donīt talk.
Youīll go to the gas chamber.|So admit what you did.
l didnīt mean to hurt her.
-Maybe sheīs okay.|-Okay?
Theyīre all in the morgue.|They were dead when you left them.
l just wanted to lose my cherry.|She donīt die, so l donīt die.
She donīt die, so l donīt die.
Louis, whoīs the girl?|whatīs her name?
who are you talking about?
was she at the Nite Owl?
Listen to me, was she at the Nite Owl?
-This paper shit ainīt shit!|-whereīs the girl?
You kill her?
Louis lost his cherry, but things|got out of hand. You made her bleed.
She bled on your clothes,|so you burned the clothes.
who said that?!
Now, listen to me.
lf sheīs alive,|sheīs the only chance youīve got.
-l think sheīs alive.|-You think?
where is she now?
Did you leave her someplace?
where is she?
whatīre you doing?!
1 in 6!
whereīs the girl?!
Put the weapon down!
whereīs the girl?! !
Sylvester Fitch, 109 Avalon...
...brown corner house, upstairs.
-Just give me one minute.|-You got it.
weīre going in the front.
Stay put until l give the word.
He went around back!
līm Lieutenant Exley.
līm sorry to ask you this.|l need to know when they left you.
Get her to the hospital.|Excuse me.
Give your career a rest.
Leave her alone.
A naked guy with a gun?|whoīll believe that?
Get the fuck away from me.
Howīll it look in your report?
ltīll look like justice.|Thatīs what the man got.
You donīt know the meaning of the word.
You think it means|getting your picture in the paper.
Go after criminals for a change.
Stensland got what he deserved|and so will you.
ltīs best to stay away|when his blood is up.
His bloodīs always up.
Perhaps you should|stay away from him altogether.
Raymond Collins, Ty Jones|and Louis Fontaine.
They are considered armed and dangerous.
Repeat.|The Nite Owl suspects have escaped.
Howīd they get out the window?
They jumped from the 2nd floor.
Girl said they left her at 12.|They could get to the Nite Owl by 1.
The question was,|where did they get their drugs?
l havenīt gotten that far yet.
""Roland Navarette|lives on Bunker Hill, runs a hole-up--""
Anyone seen Jack Vincennes?
ls something up?
l need some backup.
-what?|-Nothing. Letīs go.
This should be it.
Youīre under arrest.
Donīt shoot, man!
Donīt move! Donīt move!
There he is.
You did good, kid.
You shouldīve seen this place.|Blood everywhere.
who would have thought?|Shotgun Ed.
Somebody get him cleaned up.
Edmund J. Exley|has amassed a brilliant record...
...in his 7 years|with the Los Angeles Police Department.
Recently, he evinced spectacular bravery|in the line of duty.
lt is our privilege to present him|with our highest honor:
The Medal of Valor.
-what kind of car was it?|-lt was a Ford.
My husband always drove a Ford.|l know what they look like.
Excuse me, maīam.|Just the facts. Light or dark?
Light. And thatīs really|all l remember, Officer.
Thank you.|Youīve been a big help.
Cut!|Thatīs a print.
Tell Mr. Patchett|l have no intention of changing my vote.
lt may surprise some that an official|would admit to making a mistake...
...but after due consideration...
...l am changing my position|on the matter before the council.
""Go west, America,""|was a slogan of Manifest Destiny.
Today is that last step westward|with no stop signs...
...no traffic signals, from downtown...
...to the beach in 20 minutes.
what were you going to start with?
Go back to Jersey, sonny.|This is the City of the Angels...
...and you havenīt got any wings.
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