Street Law (Il cittadino si ribella)

What the hell is this, you crazy creep?

- Hey, what is this? - Police!

Down below!

- No! Look what you've done! - You okay, man?

Who's gonna fix my groceries?

I hope you broke something bad, you four-eyed bastard! Come here!

Have you gone insane?

What you mean coming here?

You four-eyed honky!

Hey, what's goin' on here?

What the hell is this?

Listen, you goddamned bastard...

Go on! Police officers!

Hey! What's goin' on?

Now, you be cool.

Here.

Drop it. Drop it!

All right, come on, come on, come on.

Down and spread, down and spread, down and spread,

you know what to do, come on.

Wow, man I didn't know you cats was comin'.

I didn't know that, I swear it to you, man.

Heard this dudes trying my door and I thought they was out to tail me.

How's your leg, Vince?

It's all right, it's my ankle.

Hey, Officer, I'm sorry you got hurt.

I-I was wondering if I could ask you a personal question.

Now, like, if I was to confess to you that I wasn't entirely up to somethin' legal,

you wouldn't hold it against me, would you?

See, the fact is, I was trying to find this poker game.

We got a game.

Ain't no big stakes, man, but we gamble,

and I'm gonna give you my full trust.

That's why I had that blade, man.

Them dudes, they watch, man.

If you leave the game a little heavy, man, they gonna try to rack off a piece.

Now, you dudes trying find a bigtime.

You don't wanna mess with a cat playin' a little cards, man,

shootin' a little dice and trying to protect himself, right?

- Hey, listen... - Hey, man.

Don't drop this shit on me!

You little jive turkey!

That's a good boy.

You're under arrest for possession of narcotics.

You have a right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used against you

in a court of law.

You have a right to an attorney present

during questioning.

If you can't afford an attorney,

one will be appointed for you without charge

prior to questioning.

- Do you understand... - Yeah, old man.

The rights I have explained to you?

Christ, I hope I never see another shovel.

Oughta get some gear and go diving with me.

You gotta stay in shape.

Hey, man!

Hey, partner?

Television set's plugged in, doesn't work.

Hey, wait a minute, man.

Ah. Ah-ha!

What have we here?

Hey, listen, man.

You know that'll cut to three bills a snort.

Say you hold out ten and I could split outta here

with the rest of 'em, no harm, no foul,

everybody wins, right?

Old missionary honky.

Hey, man, listen, I know I can blow a real big one for ya,

a missionary honky cop special!

What'd you call my partner?

Hey, brother, I'm friendly with this honky over here.

Hey... oww!

Hey, look!

Damn right, you friendly.

Listen, man, I'm trying to give it to you straight.

Now, from what I know, this dude gets a hundred times this action.

Now, what that sound like to you, uh-huh?

Bullshit.

Gimme a roast beef on a roll and a corned beef on rye to go.

Done.

No, I need another one.

Hey, come on.

Hiya, Vince.

Hi, Al.

We busted JC at the hotel.

He wants to trade, little fish for a big fish.

- Want me to check it out? - Yeah, sure, go ahead.

Hey, how come that guy never made lieutenant, anyway?

He gets too involved.

- We got time for another game. - Come on, let's go.

Look, all I know, it's in the house back there.

If it isn't, you're up for life.

And if it is, then I don't get booked, right?

Nothing to track me here, right?

It's okay by me if it's okay by my partner.

2 King 10 to base.

Go ahead, 2 King 10.

We're at Hill and Ord, we're gonna do a little fishing.

10-4.

Hey, man, you have to make it that tight?

Don't go away.

You see that?

Pedestrian hazard?

- When you're hot, you're hot. - Why not?

Police! Open up.

Vince!

Freeze!

Put your hands on top of your head.

Now, what are you doin' here?

He's clean.

Easy... there we go, yeah.

Okay, he's set. I'll get the front.

Make him?

Yeah, it's Johnny Dell.

Johnny Dell? What the hell is going on here?

Hey, partner.

Hm, well, I'll be.

Looks like we busted in on a robbery, Vince.

Yeah.

Is this 683-2171?

Yeah.

This is the overseas operator,

we have a person-to-person call for Mr. Dell. Is this he?

Yeah.

Go ahead, Naples.

This is Falcone.

You get all the merchandise?

Yeah.

Whaddya mean, "yeah"?

Did you get 75 kilos or not?

Hey, what the he” is this?

Dell. It's Dell.

Son of a...

This is Sergeant Newman of metropolitan police.

I just had a call from Naples, Italy.

Now, I want the caller's name, number, and address, if possible.

Who was that?

Would you believe Lo Falcone?

You're puttin' me on.

I worked him for two years, practically put him to bed every night.

I better talk to Charlie Heist, you take this.

When you get finished, get Reardon,

tell him we need lots of help.

Look, man, don't be jivin' no more.

You're under arrest.

You have the right to remain silent.

You give that up, anything you say

can and will be used against you.

Hold it!

Hold it!

The hell wrong with you, man?

You crazy?

Shootin'!

Get away from me!

Hey, skipper.

Looks like we got a big one.

Get the ambulance.

What's happening here, Vince?

We got burglary, forced entry, resisting arrest, assaulting an officer.

We got 200 pounds of what looks like hash.

We got a homicide,

and we got a call from Naples, Italy, from Lo Falcone.

Falcone?

You sure?

Falcone. I talked to him.

My God, Vince, you're gonna make Mr. Eastman, our golden boy district attorney, very happy.

You better get back in the house.

That's it, Mr. Eastman.

Falcone.

You're sure that's what he says.

- 75 kilos, no mistake. - No, sir. No mistake.

Come on, come on.

We got the phone company breakdown.

2:23 p.m., approximately one minute.

Naples.

That confirms time, duration, and point of origin.

- It's Falcone's house. - Who's the dead man?

John Dell, a k a John Dellanzia.

Okay, we've got John Dell,

well-known underworld figure shot dead in Falcone's place.

What about the wounded suspect?

He was apparently burglarizing the place

when he was interrupted by Dell.

The house is rented to Barda Enterprises.

We linked that to Falcone back in '68, here it is.

Lemme have it.

We got the lab report.

Falcone's prints are all over those bags.

We got him.

We're gonna finally drag his fat ass off that mountain.

Gino!

What's the name of the guy in Naples, the police liaison?

Vitelli. Espatori Vitelli.

Get him.

All right, now, lemme hear it.

I'm a tired bus driver with hemorrhoids, I never asked to be on jury duty

and I don't wanna listen.

Make me understand what happened.