T.J. Hooker (1982) s04e10 Episode Script
Grand Theft Auto
(dramatic rock music) (blues music) - Believe it, Hooker.
Searching through wrecking yards.
She's milled, blueprinted, and she's all mine.
- Smells new, and expensive.
- Real English leather.
- Let me see that.
- Careful.
Prints, they leave oils and acids on the surface.
- I'm sorry.
I don't know how you kept this thing a secret so long.
- Are you kidding? It was killing me.
But this is just part of the big surprise, Hooker.
Stepping up.
I am going to show you how the other half lives.
(engine roars) (cool music) - It's a real neck-snapper.
(car lock beeps) nice tone.
- Music to my ears.
Sets an anti-theft alarm on this thing you'd have to hear to believe, like the beginning of World War Three.
- Remind me not to tamper with your toys.
- Hey Vinny, it'll cost you a buck for not letting me handle the wheel.
- [Vince.]
Watch it like your own and I'll make it five.
- You got it.
- [TJ.]
They know you around here, I'm impressed.
- [Vince.]
Hey, I'm a big spender.
- You sure they have food here? - Hey, Adrian's has everything.
Come on tell me, what do you really think of my new car? - It's beautiful, you should be very proud.
You wanna take it to the table with us? I'm kidding, I'm only kidding.
(dance music) - Two for dinner, Seymour.
- Nobody comes to Adrian's to have dinner before dancing.
- I don't mind being convinced of that.
But my friend here might need an extra argument to bring him around.
- I'd be happy to change his mind here on the spot.
- My mind is changed.
- My name's Gilda, this is Jennifer.
- Vince Romano, my friend TJ Hooker.
Shall we? (dance music) - This isn't exactly my style.
- It's not style that counts in the long run.
Just follow my moves, okay.
- You move that too? (they laugh) - Oh, excuse me! Let's get a drink okay, away from her clutches.
- She has her hands full with my friend, believe me.
Bartender, two gin and tonics.
(ominous music) (car lock beeps) - See I told you I saw Kosinski come this way.
- You're a good niece, Toni my girl.
Your Uncle Victor won't forget you in his will.
- You don't collect from that louse, there won't be a will.
Wish I had a car, run him off the road I - - You turn your poor sister's hair gray from fear for you.
- So what are you gonna do? Let Kosinski hit you with another smooth line? - No.
I'm gonna get my money.
(suspenseful music) (dance music) - Hey Vinny, somebody's fooling around with your wheels.
- Hooker, my car! (engine roars) - Watch out! - Easy, easy.
- Uncle Victor! - Never mind about me, I'm okay, Toni.
- Call an ambulance.
- What's the commotion, he get the car? - Come on, get in the car.
Get hot on the ring, just ran over old man Polnoi.
- Oh man, you promised us there wouldn't be any trouble.
- Yeah, well there is.
Go! (tires squeal) - What do you expect, bandanas on our heads? - When your uncle told the admitting desk that he was a Gypsy king, I was just surprised, that's all.
- Gadjos always thinks 'cause we're Gypsies we travel around in covered wagons.
- Sorry.
How about sticking to business? Why were you in that parking lot? - Oh yeah.
My Uncle Victor and I were uh, just passing through.
My uncle hears the music.
- From Adrians? - Uh huh.
He says Toni, this is the kind of music that leads kids astray.
I want you to listen to it, and stay away from places that play it.
I mean, he wants me to grow up good, you know? - How about growing up to tell the truth? - And when Romano went back into the club, our dates were gone.
- You figure they were part of the scam that ripped off Romano's wheels.
- I gotta look at that thief's face, I'll never forget it.
- Sergeant, get me in to see Uncle Victor, please.
- Well that won't be necessary, he's being released right now.
- [Woman On Intercom.]
Nurse Raft, please contact Nurse Wadi on extension 78.
- [TJ.]
Did you get anything from the kid? - About five of the best fairy tales a kid her age could concoct.
Where'd she get her imagination? - Probably an inherited trait.
- We got a half a dozen stories from Uncle Victor as to why they were in the parking lot.
- You know what my insurance agent just said? I was doing police work, so my claim's no good.
- Since when did dancing qualify as police work? - That's very funny, Stacy, I appreciate the sympathy.
- Junior, I'll sign a statement backing you up, but I'd much rather get your car and the trash that took it.
- Look, if we do find them, let's try to be careful.
Oh God, I hope they're taking good care of it.
- I don't think they're gonna be tucking it into bed with an oil can for a bottle.
- Hey this is no joking matter.
If you knew how many hours I put into that car.
- You told us half a dozen times, Vince, we got the picture.
- Look, Romano, I have DMV doing a work-up on stolen exotics.
Do you know you were cruising around in the most popular targeted car in the county? - Well let's harden the target.
I'll start with the mug books, you get out a city-wide broadcast on Romano's wheels, and a blonde and a redhead.
(smooth saxophone music) - Cervantes, this Porsche is worth 25 Gs if it's worth a penny.
So I deliver to you for 15 grand.
I wouldn't sell it to my mother for less.
Oh yeah? Well you know where you can put that too.
Crazy gadjo.
- I gave Jennifer and Gilda an extra 200.
- That's good.
- Those girls are not problems.
Victor Polnoi's our problem.
- Victor Polnoi is a gypsy, he won't tell the cops nothing about us.
- Crazy old man, showing up that way.
You know I told you, he had to be paid.
- With what? He knew we had to make a score before we could pay him for them engine parts.
- Well he's gonna want a hell of a lot more than a grand since you busted his leg.
So tell me, how much for Cervantes? - Nine Gs for the car.
- Nine Gs? (man laughs) Victor'll take all of that.
- So we hit him first, pay our debt with his money.
Hey, you know how much he's got in the safe.
- That's bad luck, Rafe.
- Yeah.
For Victor.
- I had a terrible dream last night.
- Huh.
About your Teutonic jewel? - She was stripped, every nut and bolt scattered to the wind.
And the engine was running a farmer's hay thrasher.
- Sounds Freudian.
- Got a deposit on that air wrench.
- How much time did you offer him? - Half a day out of the shop.
(she laughs) - You're a bandit.
But you're my bandit.
(clattering sound) - Open the safe, old man.
- Hey, you don't scare us.
My uncle's a Gypsy king.
- The child doesn't understand.
All you want is money.
To a Gypsy money is a burden.
What would life be if we have too much, eh? - Open the safe, Polnoi, hurry up! (ominous music) - Run, Toni, run! (two shots fired) - Come on, let's get Vartan and get outta here! - No, you grab the money, I got the kid.
- [Kosinski.]
Toni! Toni, where are you? Come on out.
(dramatic music) - [Dispatcher On Radio.]
Units in the vicinity and two eleven in progress.
Shots fired Washington and Santee.
the call, Code Three.
- That's a roger, 90.
(sirens blare) - [Dispatcher On Radio.]
4-Adam-16, roll back to 4-Adam-30 on a 211, shots fired, Washington and Santee.
(sirens blare) - 4-Adam-16, roger.
(tense music) (sirens approaching) - I don't think Vartan's gonna make it, Rafe.
- Forget him, let's go.
(sirens get closer) (screeching) - That's the suspect who ran the old man down in your car.
- We got him, 16, in pursuit.
Take the crime scene.
(tense music) (brakes screeching, sirens blaring) - 4-Adam-30 in pursuit south on Alevis.
Blue Cadillac, license plate one adam david three seven eight.
(brakes screeching) (glass breaking) (crashing and glass breaking) (sirens approaching) - Get back, get back! Damn! (ominous chord) (subdued music) - Did you get a picture yet? - [Stacy.]
Not the one I want.
The place belonged to Victor Polnoi.
- Did you see the little girl? She's gonna have to be told.
- There's no sign of her anywhere in the neighborhood.
- Suspect's the same one that took off Romano's wheels and hit the old man, they're tied together somehow.
- The one in the ambulance may be able to give us a story if they can stabilize him.
- His name's Franco Vartan, I'll get a work-up on him started.
- Come here, come here.
Come here, I gotcha.
- Take your hands off me.
I know about police brutality.
- Okay, you know about police brutality, now come here.
(sad Gypsy music) - Uncle Victor? - When are you gonna start telling me the truth? - I am.
- What do you mean you are? I know you're not.
- Her sister's outside.
O'Brien asked if we'd stay on this.
- I intend to.
(woman sobbing) - Miss Polnoi.
- Yes? - I'm Sergeant Hooker.
- Where's Toni? She's only a child, she didn't have anything to do with what happened and you can't hold her.
- I don't intend to, but she has information that's vital to us and she refuses to tell us anything.
- Can you blame her, with an uncle to bury? - No, I'm sorry, but we have a murder on our hands, and Toni's our only witness.
And she's lying.
Tries to give me a new name, says she's 15, from Wyoming.
- Chicago.
Toni was sent to me after our mother died, eight months ago.
Let me take her with me.
If she'll talk, she'll talk to me, never to you.
- Why, I'm trying to find her uncle's murderer? - She's a Gypsy.
- Look around you.
My family, they live by the old ways.
Never revealing their true feelings, keeping their problems to themselves.
And Toni's in a lot of pain right now because of what happened to Victor, but she's never gonna let it show how much she's hurt.
She'll keep it all inside.
- Can't you explain this problem concerns the police? - I can't explain anything.
I dropped out.
I tried to make a new life for myself in the gadjo world.
Toni's my sister.
I'm trying my very best to bring her along with me now, so let me take her home with me.
I'll try, I'll talk to her, I'll explain what it is you need, how important it is.
- Wait outside.
I'll have her brought out by a side exit.
I wanna keep her away from the rest of the clan.
- You must have lot of ladies.
- A few.
- Hey, I can get you perfume cheap.
French.
What do you say? - I say I think you're hustling me.
- Diana! Diana, they beat me, choked me, you remember to tell the judge.
- Be quiet now, Toni, we're going home now.
Go get in the car.
Thank you Sergeant Hooker.
- You're welcome.
- Hooker, that kid's all we got.
- So what do you wanna do? Use a rubber hose on her? She's not gonna tell us anything.
None of them are gonna tell us anything.
They're gonna put Uncle Victor into the ground and then we'll have a bunch of vigilantes on our hands, out for revenge Gypsy-style.
- It wasn't much different in my old neighborhood in San Francisco.
When the cops couldn't handle it, the families did.
- Well not this time, we handle it.
Nobody else.
(smooth saxophone music) - [Stacy.]
Is Hooker inside with Vartan? - Crash cart's in there with him too.
- Did you get anything.
- Not from Vartan, but the slug they took out of his body is the same caliber as Victor Polnoi's gun.
- Then Vartan was one of the killers.
- Likely.
But the armed robbery doesn't figure.
All of Vartan's serious crimes were grand theft auto.
Had a partner we put away for a while.
Buccoli, Arturo Buccoli.
- [Jim.]
Buccoli.
- Ring any bells? - Sure, I delivered him to Chino.
You'd like him, Romano.
He specialized in exotics, loved Porsches.
Sent 'em off to Mexico like link sausage.
- Like him? I love him already.
I just hope if he does have my car, he's a gentle soul.
- Stacy, let's update our broadcast.
Ask CHP and surrounding jurisdictions to keep an eye out for anything heading south.
- You figure they'll unload their stock and cut 'n' run? - I hope so, so does Junior here.
- Looks like we lost him.
- We've lost more than that unless we shut this thing down quickly.
I think it's time to see if Toni's sister has turned her around yet.
- I won't hold my breath.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I got new plates, clean.
I guarantee clean.
You don't even have to paint it or paper it.
Well what do you say, nine grand even.
Yeah, nine.
Good.
Good, done.
Hey, and that's in US currency, not pesos.
Good, gracias.
Adios amigo.
You're shaking like a cold dog in water.
What's the matter with you? - Vartan's dead.
- He say anything before he went? - What's it matter, we're cursed.
- Forget those crazy superstitions, man.
If the cops had known about us, it'd be out in the streets already.
- It's that little girl Toni.
She's the one I'm worried about.
A kid don't know the Gypsy ways.
- You just deliver this black beauty, I'll make sure the kid don't live to learn the ways.
(ominous music) - Diana, can I have some money to buy flowers for Uncle Victor's funeral? - You know I bought flowers, Toni.
You're lying again.
Now Uncle Victor, he'd want you to tell the truth.
Especially to Sgt.
Hooker.
That would be the greatest respect you could pay to his memory.
- I show respect.
Whatever I do it's for Uncle Victor.
- I know it is.
(knocking at door) - I'm sorry to bother you, we'd like to talk to Toni.
- [Diana.]
Sure, come in.
Toni? Toni? Toni! - All right, where is she? Our deal is, you would get Toni to talk to me.
- And I've been trying.
- Kind of hard to try when she's not around, isn't it? - Listen, her favorite person on earth is just about to be put in the ground.
Now I already told you what's churning inside of her.
What do you expect? - I expect answers that might keep her alive.
Look, she saw what happened at your uncle's garage, and there are killers out there that know that.
- All I know is that she's been trying to raise money.
Why, I'm not sure.
- How would she go about raising this money? - She sells perfume to ladies on the boulevard.
If I knew more I'd tell you, but then you don't believe that, do you? - I believe you.
But trust is a luxury when one little girl is your only witness.
(dramatic music) - Perfume! Perfume! Six bucks for J'Adore.
You'd pay 30 anywhere else, only six bucks.
J'Adore anyone? Six bucks for J'Adore.
Pay 30 anywhere else.
Beautiful scent, beautiful ladies.
- Toni, you're such a sweet girl.
- Tell you what.
For cash, two bottles for the price of one.
What do you say, Jennifer? - All right, Toni, I'll buy.
- You won't be sorry.
When Rafe smells you, guaranteed results.
- You know Rafe? - Mm Hmm (affirmative).
When you see him, tell him I wanna do some business.
Gypsy business.
- If I were Toni you wouldn't find me.
When I was on the streets of South Philly, I could pick out even an unmarked cop car, three blocks away.
- Yeah, well you I could find, Romano.
But Toni, I'm not so sure.
(suspenseful music) - I don't understand.
We've talked to a half a dozen Gypsies, and nothing.
Vartan and Buccoli stole and murdered, but their people just clam up.
- They're family.
- My family wouldn't protect them.
- Your father's a police captain.
They got a different world out there.
- [Dispatcher On Radio.]
a back-up, southbound Bogan's Road near Hyacinth.
They're following a possible stolen black Porsche.
License number two charles adam ocean four nine five.
And that license number returns to a Dodge van.
- [Officer On Radio.]
This is 4-Mary-27, I see the CHP's black Porsche nine eleven southbound on Bogan's Road turning onto Ridge Road, request intercept at Stone Canyon.
- 4-Adam-16 to - 4-Adam-30 go.
- [Stacy.]
You catch that, Vince? - Roger, we're punching it.
If the intercept works, they'll get him.
If not, we'll be right on top of it.
- If it's him.
- Think positive, Hooker.
(engine roaring) (sirens blaring) (engines roaring) - There's no way you'll catch him.
He's storming.
This dog'll belly up and suck wind before you smell his exhaust.
- Get on the horn, call ahead.
- This is 4-Adam-30 in pursuit of a beautiful black nine eleven SC, blueprinted, milled, ported.
Request all units to intercept and road-block Western Heights Road.
(brakes screeching) (transmission crunching) - Oh god, he missed a shift.
- Whose side are you on? (transmission crunches) - Oh lord, he's losing it.
Trailing throttle oversteer.
- What? - He's not gonna make it.
Make it! (car crashing and exploding) (ominous music) - Ah, Junior, I know how much those wheels meant to you.
Why don't you swear at me a little, I feel responsible.
- That's not gonna bring it back.
Besides, you weren't driving.
- Do we know who was? - Yeah.
Coroner verifies it was Arturo Buccoli.
The one who ran exotics like sausages across the border.
- Well, two down and no way to find number three without that little girl Toni.
- There's one other possibility to nail this thing down without the kid.
I dug into Buccoli's court transcript.
A girlfriend gave character testimony for him once.
A stripper named Jennifer Carlin.
- Jennifer, like in Jennifer and Gilda, those girls we met at Adrian's? - The thought is crossing my mind.
- All right, you three work up a history on her, see what you turn.
- What are you gonna do? - I think I know where Toni Polnoi might turn up today.
(sad Gypsy music) - Toni, you must put this out of your mind.
- I choose to follow the Gypsy law, like Uncle Victor would have done for me.
- When you are an adult, Toni, then you can think about revenge.
- Then I pray to be an adult.
- Diana, Diana! I'm sorry, please.
Did Toni come home last night? - Yes she did, finally.
- Why didn't you call? - Look, could we talk about this some other time? - I'm fresh out of time.
If I have to turn her over to a social worker or a probation officer, I will.
I'd rather you let me have her, for a while.
I intend for her to talk to me one way or another.
- That's wonderful, I suppose you'll see she goes to school and learns to read.
How do you plan to explain to her that the streets and Gypsy ways will see her wind up just like her uncle? - Diana, I suggest that you let the sergeant have Toni.
At this moment, she needs a strong hand.
- Since when is a stranger's hand stronger than family's? - You want to be a gadjo? Think like one for a moment.
Toni is streetwise.
So is this man.
You are not.
- So it gets back to war again.
Battle of wills.
Well I'm tired of battles, and I want this one to end.
- You will find her there, Sergeant.
- Thank you.
(sad Gypsy music) - Please, God, take care of my Uncle Victor, and his poor widow, my Aunt Maria.
And please St Ann, help me to get the money to buy a gun.
Please.
- I thought you might come with me for a while.
It's all right with your sister.
I understand how you must feel about losing your uncle.
- No you don't.
(sexy rock music) (slow clapping) - Very nice, ladies.
Care to dance? I have a police car outside that's a good target.
- How about if we all go for a ride and have a nice long chat? - I have a feeling I'm not gonna like the conversation.
- Maybe it would be nicer if we had it here in the dressing room? - Your moves aren't gonna get you out of this one.
- This man was one of the men involved in your uncle's murder, Arturo Buccoli.
You recognize him? - I told you, don't ask me about that stuff.
- Will you stop that? Grow up? We're going to have to face this thing, and you're not helping at all.
- Maybe because you talk to me like I'm a little kid, like I don't know what's going on.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- You hungry? - Yes I am.
- All right.
Meet me in the coffee room and we'll order out.
And then, my dear, we're gonna talk like adults.
- Can I call my sister? - Yeah.
Phone's in the coffee room, dial nine.
And tell her you're in good hands.
- Yeah, sure.
(engaged tone) - Yes Aunt Marie, Toni will be fine.
I know it's not the Gypsy way, but it's the right way, I - (knocking on door) (ominous music) - My god, what do you want? - I want your sister, lady.
Little Toni.
She's screwin' up my life.
Whatever I got to do to make you bring her to me, I'm gonna do it.
- Fun will come into your life.
(snorts) The Chinese make good cookies, but only Gypsies know fortunes.
- Well maybe it's my cookie.
Besides, Gypsies aren't the only ones that are special.
Cops are a lot like Gypsies.
- Gypsies and cops got nothing in common.
- Oh yes they do.
Cops have a strong sense of honor, just like Gypsies.
We take care of our own.
When someone kills a cop, nobody wants that killer more than another police officer.
- You shoot them? - No.
Sometimes we'd like to, but revenge is a beast that'll grow until it eats you up.
Or turns you into the very thing that you're fighting against.
You don't want that, do you? - I want justice.
- Justice? You want justice? That's why we have the law.
Not Gypsy, my law, but the law.
And it won't work unless you're willing to help us.
- Hooker.
- Think about what I said, finish your meal.
And think about it hard, because we don't have much time.
- I still wanna talk to my sister.
- Same drill, dial nine.
- Wanna see some heads-up police work? - Well looky here.
(phone rings) - Answer it.
- Toni, is that you? - Diana, what's the matter? - Toni stay away, don't come home! - Toni, now listen to me.
I've got your sister here with me.
Now what I want you to do - - Hey Rafe.
Don't you hurt my sister.
You've got a lot of my uncle's money, but I've got something you need very badly.
We're Gypsies, we can deal.
- All right, what is it? - I will bring it, we'll deal, but I tell you where we meet.
- I don't want nothing to do with murder.
They just paid us to distract you guys.
- We know about Vartan, we know about your boyfriend Buccoli, who's number three? - He's dangerous.
- So's prison, Jennifer.
- All right, all right.
His name's Kosinski, Rafe Kosinski.
He's an outcast Gypsy.
- When I grow up I'd like to ride a motorcycle just like you guys.
- That should do it.
- The problem is, we only might get him for grand theft auto.
Toni's the only one that can place him at the scene of the murder.
Now they got a name.
- Hey officers, which way is the bus stop? Thanks.
- Little girl say where she was going? - Nope.
- Andrews, where's your piece? (ominous music) - Toni! Toni! - Hooker, what's wrong? - The kid is gone, and she's got Andrews's gun.
(ominous chord) (gypsy music) - Where the devil is she? She couldn't have gotten that far.
- Especially with a gun.
What is she gonna do with it? - What we've been talking about.
Gypsy revenge.
- Excuse me ma'am, I'm looking for a young girl, hair, brown eyes, jean jacket.
- Oh, you must mean that charming child that got on the 84 southbound.
Now I'm waiting for the 92, and perhaps you could tell me, officer, why is it that the 92 never arrives on schedule anymore? - Thank you ma'am.
- Now I've been taking this bus for the last 12 years - Yes, ma'am.
- But for the last two weeks it's always late.
- Thank you.
- Now what's a person supposed to do? - Thank you.
- Write hall, petition, I can't just it here forever, you know.
- Excuse me, ma'am.
(tires screeching) - Hey Mister, I got a deal for you.
You can buy something nice for your wife with this.
- I don't get it, that bus couldn't have outrun us.
- Maybe she hijacked it, she does have a gun.
(sirens sound) - Hey, hey, so I went off my route.
I mean the bus was empty, and ahead of schedule, it's not a federal offense.
- All I want is the kid, I know she got on over at Claibourne.
- Look, she gave me 20 bucks to take her to a church over on Vernon, I mean who can refuse a kid when she wants to go to church? - Oh yeah, especially when she puts up 20 bucks.
- And I thank you, St Ann, for blessing me with this gun.
For my uncle I thank you.
And please, St Ann, make me brave.
- [Kasinski.]
Toni.
- Toni, run, please, run out! - It's all right, Diana, we have business.
It's bad luck to talk business in the church, isn't it, Rafe.
- Yeah, yeah let's get outta here, come on.
(ominous music) Right, you said you had something, what is it? - I wanna talk to Uncle Victor first.
- What is it? - Something the police would like, something they wouldn't give to you.
- Toni.
- It's all right, Uncle Victor will tell us what to do.
- Something smells funny, this is Diana's car.
Flank me.
(suspenseful music) - Uncle Victor, I'm ashamed.
I shoulda stayed with you.
I can give Rafe what he needs.
But I don't think I can make him give back your money.
Your honor.
- Okay kid, I'm through fooling with you.
If you got something to show it, show it right now! If not, you've chosen the place where you two are gonna die.
Back off! Back off! - Hold it right there, or you'll fall where you stand.
- I'll kill her, I'll kill 'em both.
- Think about it! You're in a great place for a burial.
(dramatic music) - Hooker! - Rafe, my uncle would like you talk to him.
- Put the gun down, put the gun down! You remember what we talked about, you don't wanna live with that, do you? - Rafe knows what I want.
Do it, Rafe.
Give Uncle Victor his peace.
Ask his forgiveness, ask him now! - Please, Victor.
(sobbing) Please.
(Gypsy music) I know I'm lost, but let me suffer for it.
Please, Victor.
Don't take me now.
Please forgive me, Victor.
Please Victor, let me live.
(sobs) Victor, please! Please! - Empty.
- Of course it's empty.
I took the bullets out.
Don't you know it's dangerous for kids to go out with loaded guns.
You can never be a Gypsy, Hooker.
(they laugh) - Well? - Good news.
The social worker said Toni could stay with her sister, as long as she attends school regularly and cleans up her act.
And if Hooker promises to take a personal interest in Toni's rehabilitation.
- (laughing) I wouldn't want Hooker as my truant officer.
- [TJ.]
Listen, young lady, when I say to go to school, you go.
- Okay, I'll go to school.
Maybe I'll be a doctor, maybe a lawyer.
They make a lot of money.
- You're talking about a lot of years there, young lady.
- Yeah, what salary did you guys start at? - It's not a fortune but it pays the rent.
- Hooker, I heard about your motel room.
Who'd wanna live like that? (they laugh) - Hey, you could live like I do.
- You lost your Porsche, but you work with a beautiful lady.
- Thank you, Toni.
- Maybe I'll be a cop, and get a nice-looking guy like him too.
- Come on, Toni.
- What about? - Come on.
(sexy saxophone music) - We're gonna see a lot of each other by the time this is over.
How about we start with dinner tonight? - Well, Toni told me about your Chinese food.
- There's nothing wrong with Chinese food.
And they put good fortunes in the cookies.
- I'm a Gypsy, Hooker, and even I don't believe in fortune-telling.
- Oh really? - Yeah.
- Aren't you just a little bit curious? (dramatic rock music)
Searching through wrecking yards.
She's milled, blueprinted, and she's all mine.
- Smells new, and expensive.
- Real English leather.
- Let me see that.
- Careful.
Prints, they leave oils and acids on the surface.
- I'm sorry.
I don't know how you kept this thing a secret so long.
- Are you kidding? It was killing me.
But this is just part of the big surprise, Hooker.
Stepping up.
I am going to show you how the other half lives.
(engine roars) (cool music) - It's a real neck-snapper.
(car lock beeps) nice tone.
- Music to my ears.
Sets an anti-theft alarm on this thing you'd have to hear to believe, like the beginning of World War Three.
- Remind me not to tamper with your toys.
- Hey Vinny, it'll cost you a buck for not letting me handle the wheel.
- [Vince.]
Watch it like your own and I'll make it five.
- You got it.
- [TJ.]
They know you around here, I'm impressed.
- [Vince.]
Hey, I'm a big spender.
- You sure they have food here? - Hey, Adrian's has everything.
Come on tell me, what do you really think of my new car? - It's beautiful, you should be very proud.
You wanna take it to the table with us? I'm kidding, I'm only kidding.
(dance music) - Two for dinner, Seymour.
- Nobody comes to Adrian's to have dinner before dancing.
- I don't mind being convinced of that.
But my friend here might need an extra argument to bring him around.
- I'd be happy to change his mind here on the spot.
- My mind is changed.
- My name's Gilda, this is Jennifer.
- Vince Romano, my friend TJ Hooker.
Shall we? (dance music) - This isn't exactly my style.
- It's not style that counts in the long run.
Just follow my moves, okay.
- You move that too? (they laugh) - Oh, excuse me! Let's get a drink okay, away from her clutches.
- She has her hands full with my friend, believe me.
Bartender, two gin and tonics.
(ominous music) (car lock beeps) - See I told you I saw Kosinski come this way.
- You're a good niece, Toni my girl.
Your Uncle Victor won't forget you in his will.
- You don't collect from that louse, there won't be a will.
Wish I had a car, run him off the road I - - You turn your poor sister's hair gray from fear for you.
- So what are you gonna do? Let Kosinski hit you with another smooth line? - No.
I'm gonna get my money.
(suspenseful music) (dance music) - Hey Vinny, somebody's fooling around with your wheels.
- Hooker, my car! (engine roars) - Watch out! - Easy, easy.
- Uncle Victor! - Never mind about me, I'm okay, Toni.
- Call an ambulance.
- What's the commotion, he get the car? - Come on, get in the car.
Get hot on the ring, just ran over old man Polnoi.
- Oh man, you promised us there wouldn't be any trouble.
- Yeah, well there is.
Go! (tires squeal) - What do you expect, bandanas on our heads? - When your uncle told the admitting desk that he was a Gypsy king, I was just surprised, that's all.
- Gadjos always thinks 'cause we're Gypsies we travel around in covered wagons.
- Sorry.
How about sticking to business? Why were you in that parking lot? - Oh yeah.
My Uncle Victor and I were uh, just passing through.
My uncle hears the music.
- From Adrians? - Uh huh.
He says Toni, this is the kind of music that leads kids astray.
I want you to listen to it, and stay away from places that play it.
I mean, he wants me to grow up good, you know? - How about growing up to tell the truth? - And when Romano went back into the club, our dates were gone.
- You figure they were part of the scam that ripped off Romano's wheels.
- I gotta look at that thief's face, I'll never forget it.
- Sergeant, get me in to see Uncle Victor, please.
- Well that won't be necessary, he's being released right now.
- [Woman On Intercom.]
Nurse Raft, please contact Nurse Wadi on extension 78.
- [TJ.]
Did you get anything from the kid? - About five of the best fairy tales a kid her age could concoct.
Where'd she get her imagination? - Probably an inherited trait.
- We got a half a dozen stories from Uncle Victor as to why they were in the parking lot.
- You know what my insurance agent just said? I was doing police work, so my claim's no good.
- Since when did dancing qualify as police work? - That's very funny, Stacy, I appreciate the sympathy.
- Junior, I'll sign a statement backing you up, but I'd much rather get your car and the trash that took it.
- Look, if we do find them, let's try to be careful.
Oh God, I hope they're taking good care of it.
- I don't think they're gonna be tucking it into bed with an oil can for a bottle.
- Hey this is no joking matter.
If you knew how many hours I put into that car.
- You told us half a dozen times, Vince, we got the picture.
- Look, Romano, I have DMV doing a work-up on stolen exotics.
Do you know you were cruising around in the most popular targeted car in the county? - Well let's harden the target.
I'll start with the mug books, you get out a city-wide broadcast on Romano's wheels, and a blonde and a redhead.
(smooth saxophone music) - Cervantes, this Porsche is worth 25 Gs if it's worth a penny.
So I deliver to you for 15 grand.
I wouldn't sell it to my mother for less.
Oh yeah? Well you know where you can put that too.
Crazy gadjo.
- I gave Jennifer and Gilda an extra 200.
- That's good.
- Those girls are not problems.
Victor Polnoi's our problem.
- Victor Polnoi is a gypsy, he won't tell the cops nothing about us.
- Crazy old man, showing up that way.
You know I told you, he had to be paid.
- With what? He knew we had to make a score before we could pay him for them engine parts.
- Well he's gonna want a hell of a lot more than a grand since you busted his leg.
So tell me, how much for Cervantes? - Nine Gs for the car.
- Nine Gs? (man laughs) Victor'll take all of that.
- So we hit him first, pay our debt with his money.
Hey, you know how much he's got in the safe.
- That's bad luck, Rafe.
- Yeah.
For Victor.
- I had a terrible dream last night.
- Huh.
About your Teutonic jewel? - She was stripped, every nut and bolt scattered to the wind.
And the engine was running a farmer's hay thrasher.
- Sounds Freudian.
- Got a deposit on that air wrench.
- How much time did you offer him? - Half a day out of the shop.
(she laughs) - You're a bandit.
But you're my bandit.
(clattering sound) - Open the safe, old man.
- Hey, you don't scare us.
My uncle's a Gypsy king.
- The child doesn't understand.
All you want is money.
To a Gypsy money is a burden.
What would life be if we have too much, eh? - Open the safe, Polnoi, hurry up! (ominous music) - Run, Toni, run! (two shots fired) - Come on, let's get Vartan and get outta here! - No, you grab the money, I got the kid.
- [Kosinski.]
Toni! Toni, where are you? Come on out.
(dramatic music) - [Dispatcher On Radio.]
Units in the vicinity and two eleven in progress.
Shots fired Washington and Santee.
the call, Code Three.
- That's a roger, 90.
(sirens blare) - [Dispatcher On Radio.]
4-Adam-16, roll back to 4-Adam-30 on a 211, shots fired, Washington and Santee.
(sirens blare) - 4-Adam-16, roger.
(tense music) (sirens approaching) - I don't think Vartan's gonna make it, Rafe.
- Forget him, let's go.
(sirens get closer) (screeching) - That's the suspect who ran the old man down in your car.
- We got him, 16, in pursuit.
Take the crime scene.
(tense music) (brakes screeching, sirens blaring) - 4-Adam-30 in pursuit south on Alevis.
Blue Cadillac, license plate one adam david three seven eight.
(brakes screeching) (glass breaking) (crashing and glass breaking) (sirens approaching) - Get back, get back! Damn! (ominous chord) (subdued music) - Did you get a picture yet? - [Stacy.]
Not the one I want.
The place belonged to Victor Polnoi.
- Did you see the little girl? She's gonna have to be told.
- There's no sign of her anywhere in the neighborhood.
- Suspect's the same one that took off Romano's wheels and hit the old man, they're tied together somehow.
- The one in the ambulance may be able to give us a story if they can stabilize him.
- His name's Franco Vartan, I'll get a work-up on him started.
- Come here, come here.
Come here, I gotcha.
- Take your hands off me.
I know about police brutality.
- Okay, you know about police brutality, now come here.
(sad Gypsy music) - Uncle Victor? - When are you gonna start telling me the truth? - I am.
- What do you mean you are? I know you're not.
- Her sister's outside.
O'Brien asked if we'd stay on this.
- I intend to.
(woman sobbing) - Miss Polnoi.
- Yes? - I'm Sergeant Hooker.
- Where's Toni? She's only a child, she didn't have anything to do with what happened and you can't hold her.
- I don't intend to, but she has information that's vital to us and she refuses to tell us anything.
- Can you blame her, with an uncle to bury? - No, I'm sorry, but we have a murder on our hands, and Toni's our only witness.
And she's lying.
Tries to give me a new name, says she's 15, from Wyoming.
- Chicago.
Toni was sent to me after our mother died, eight months ago.
Let me take her with me.
If she'll talk, she'll talk to me, never to you.
- Why, I'm trying to find her uncle's murderer? - She's a Gypsy.
- Look around you.
My family, they live by the old ways.
Never revealing their true feelings, keeping their problems to themselves.
And Toni's in a lot of pain right now because of what happened to Victor, but she's never gonna let it show how much she's hurt.
She'll keep it all inside.
- Can't you explain this problem concerns the police? - I can't explain anything.
I dropped out.
I tried to make a new life for myself in the gadjo world.
Toni's my sister.
I'm trying my very best to bring her along with me now, so let me take her home with me.
I'll try, I'll talk to her, I'll explain what it is you need, how important it is.
- Wait outside.
I'll have her brought out by a side exit.
I wanna keep her away from the rest of the clan.
- You must have lot of ladies.
- A few.
- Hey, I can get you perfume cheap.
French.
What do you say? - I say I think you're hustling me.
- Diana! Diana, they beat me, choked me, you remember to tell the judge.
- Be quiet now, Toni, we're going home now.
Go get in the car.
Thank you Sergeant Hooker.
- You're welcome.
- Hooker, that kid's all we got.
- So what do you wanna do? Use a rubber hose on her? She's not gonna tell us anything.
None of them are gonna tell us anything.
They're gonna put Uncle Victor into the ground and then we'll have a bunch of vigilantes on our hands, out for revenge Gypsy-style.
- It wasn't much different in my old neighborhood in San Francisco.
When the cops couldn't handle it, the families did.
- Well not this time, we handle it.
Nobody else.
(smooth saxophone music) - [Stacy.]
Is Hooker inside with Vartan? - Crash cart's in there with him too.
- Did you get anything.
- Not from Vartan, but the slug they took out of his body is the same caliber as Victor Polnoi's gun.
- Then Vartan was one of the killers.
- Likely.
But the armed robbery doesn't figure.
All of Vartan's serious crimes were grand theft auto.
Had a partner we put away for a while.
Buccoli, Arturo Buccoli.
- [Jim.]
Buccoli.
- Ring any bells? - Sure, I delivered him to Chino.
You'd like him, Romano.
He specialized in exotics, loved Porsches.
Sent 'em off to Mexico like link sausage.
- Like him? I love him already.
I just hope if he does have my car, he's a gentle soul.
- Stacy, let's update our broadcast.
Ask CHP and surrounding jurisdictions to keep an eye out for anything heading south.
- You figure they'll unload their stock and cut 'n' run? - I hope so, so does Junior here.
- Looks like we lost him.
- We've lost more than that unless we shut this thing down quickly.
I think it's time to see if Toni's sister has turned her around yet.
- I won't hold my breath.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I got new plates, clean.
I guarantee clean.
You don't even have to paint it or paper it.
Well what do you say, nine grand even.
Yeah, nine.
Good.
Good, done.
Hey, and that's in US currency, not pesos.
Good, gracias.
Adios amigo.
You're shaking like a cold dog in water.
What's the matter with you? - Vartan's dead.
- He say anything before he went? - What's it matter, we're cursed.
- Forget those crazy superstitions, man.
If the cops had known about us, it'd be out in the streets already.
- It's that little girl Toni.
She's the one I'm worried about.
A kid don't know the Gypsy ways.
- You just deliver this black beauty, I'll make sure the kid don't live to learn the ways.
(ominous music) - Diana, can I have some money to buy flowers for Uncle Victor's funeral? - You know I bought flowers, Toni.
You're lying again.
Now Uncle Victor, he'd want you to tell the truth.
Especially to Sgt.
Hooker.
That would be the greatest respect you could pay to his memory.
- I show respect.
Whatever I do it's for Uncle Victor.
- I know it is.
(knocking at door) - I'm sorry to bother you, we'd like to talk to Toni.
- [Diana.]
Sure, come in.
Toni? Toni? Toni! - All right, where is she? Our deal is, you would get Toni to talk to me.
- And I've been trying.
- Kind of hard to try when she's not around, isn't it? - Listen, her favorite person on earth is just about to be put in the ground.
Now I already told you what's churning inside of her.
What do you expect? - I expect answers that might keep her alive.
Look, she saw what happened at your uncle's garage, and there are killers out there that know that.
- All I know is that she's been trying to raise money.
Why, I'm not sure.
- How would she go about raising this money? - She sells perfume to ladies on the boulevard.
If I knew more I'd tell you, but then you don't believe that, do you? - I believe you.
But trust is a luxury when one little girl is your only witness.
(dramatic music) - Perfume! Perfume! Six bucks for J'Adore.
You'd pay 30 anywhere else, only six bucks.
J'Adore anyone? Six bucks for J'Adore.
Pay 30 anywhere else.
Beautiful scent, beautiful ladies.
- Toni, you're such a sweet girl.
- Tell you what.
For cash, two bottles for the price of one.
What do you say, Jennifer? - All right, Toni, I'll buy.
- You won't be sorry.
When Rafe smells you, guaranteed results.
- You know Rafe? - Mm Hmm (affirmative).
When you see him, tell him I wanna do some business.
Gypsy business.
- If I were Toni you wouldn't find me.
When I was on the streets of South Philly, I could pick out even an unmarked cop car, three blocks away.
- Yeah, well you I could find, Romano.
But Toni, I'm not so sure.
(suspenseful music) - I don't understand.
We've talked to a half a dozen Gypsies, and nothing.
Vartan and Buccoli stole and murdered, but their people just clam up.
- They're family.
- My family wouldn't protect them.
- Your father's a police captain.
They got a different world out there.
- [Dispatcher On Radio.]
a back-up, southbound Bogan's Road near Hyacinth.
They're following a possible stolen black Porsche.
License number two charles adam ocean four nine five.
And that license number returns to a Dodge van.
- [Officer On Radio.]
This is 4-Mary-27, I see the CHP's black Porsche nine eleven southbound on Bogan's Road turning onto Ridge Road, request intercept at Stone Canyon.
- 4-Adam-16 to - 4-Adam-30 go.
- [Stacy.]
You catch that, Vince? - Roger, we're punching it.
If the intercept works, they'll get him.
If not, we'll be right on top of it.
- If it's him.
- Think positive, Hooker.
(engine roaring) (sirens blaring) (engines roaring) - There's no way you'll catch him.
He's storming.
This dog'll belly up and suck wind before you smell his exhaust.
- Get on the horn, call ahead.
- This is 4-Adam-30 in pursuit of a beautiful black nine eleven SC, blueprinted, milled, ported.
Request all units to intercept and road-block Western Heights Road.
(brakes screeching) (transmission crunching) - Oh god, he missed a shift.
- Whose side are you on? (transmission crunches) - Oh lord, he's losing it.
Trailing throttle oversteer.
- What? - He's not gonna make it.
Make it! (car crashing and exploding) (ominous music) - Ah, Junior, I know how much those wheels meant to you.
Why don't you swear at me a little, I feel responsible.
- That's not gonna bring it back.
Besides, you weren't driving.
- Do we know who was? - Yeah.
Coroner verifies it was Arturo Buccoli.
The one who ran exotics like sausages across the border.
- Well, two down and no way to find number three without that little girl Toni.
- There's one other possibility to nail this thing down without the kid.
I dug into Buccoli's court transcript.
A girlfriend gave character testimony for him once.
A stripper named Jennifer Carlin.
- Jennifer, like in Jennifer and Gilda, those girls we met at Adrian's? - The thought is crossing my mind.
- All right, you three work up a history on her, see what you turn.
- What are you gonna do? - I think I know where Toni Polnoi might turn up today.
(sad Gypsy music) - Toni, you must put this out of your mind.
- I choose to follow the Gypsy law, like Uncle Victor would have done for me.
- When you are an adult, Toni, then you can think about revenge.
- Then I pray to be an adult.
- Diana, Diana! I'm sorry, please.
Did Toni come home last night? - Yes she did, finally.
- Why didn't you call? - Look, could we talk about this some other time? - I'm fresh out of time.
If I have to turn her over to a social worker or a probation officer, I will.
I'd rather you let me have her, for a while.
I intend for her to talk to me one way or another.
- That's wonderful, I suppose you'll see she goes to school and learns to read.
How do you plan to explain to her that the streets and Gypsy ways will see her wind up just like her uncle? - Diana, I suggest that you let the sergeant have Toni.
At this moment, she needs a strong hand.
- Since when is a stranger's hand stronger than family's? - You want to be a gadjo? Think like one for a moment.
Toni is streetwise.
So is this man.
You are not.
- So it gets back to war again.
Battle of wills.
Well I'm tired of battles, and I want this one to end.
- You will find her there, Sergeant.
- Thank you.
(sad Gypsy music) - Please, God, take care of my Uncle Victor, and his poor widow, my Aunt Maria.
And please St Ann, help me to get the money to buy a gun.
Please.
- I thought you might come with me for a while.
It's all right with your sister.
I understand how you must feel about losing your uncle.
- No you don't.
(sexy rock music) (slow clapping) - Very nice, ladies.
Care to dance? I have a police car outside that's a good target.
- How about if we all go for a ride and have a nice long chat? - I have a feeling I'm not gonna like the conversation.
- Maybe it would be nicer if we had it here in the dressing room? - Your moves aren't gonna get you out of this one.
- This man was one of the men involved in your uncle's murder, Arturo Buccoli.
You recognize him? - I told you, don't ask me about that stuff.
- Will you stop that? Grow up? We're going to have to face this thing, and you're not helping at all.
- Maybe because you talk to me like I'm a little kid, like I don't know what's going on.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- You hungry? - Yes I am.
- All right.
Meet me in the coffee room and we'll order out.
And then, my dear, we're gonna talk like adults.
- Can I call my sister? - Yeah.
Phone's in the coffee room, dial nine.
And tell her you're in good hands.
- Yeah, sure.
(engaged tone) - Yes Aunt Marie, Toni will be fine.
I know it's not the Gypsy way, but it's the right way, I - (knocking on door) (ominous music) - My god, what do you want? - I want your sister, lady.
Little Toni.
She's screwin' up my life.
Whatever I got to do to make you bring her to me, I'm gonna do it.
- Fun will come into your life.
(snorts) The Chinese make good cookies, but only Gypsies know fortunes.
- Well maybe it's my cookie.
Besides, Gypsies aren't the only ones that are special.
Cops are a lot like Gypsies.
- Gypsies and cops got nothing in common.
- Oh yes they do.
Cops have a strong sense of honor, just like Gypsies.
We take care of our own.
When someone kills a cop, nobody wants that killer more than another police officer.
- You shoot them? - No.
Sometimes we'd like to, but revenge is a beast that'll grow until it eats you up.
Or turns you into the very thing that you're fighting against.
You don't want that, do you? - I want justice.
- Justice? You want justice? That's why we have the law.
Not Gypsy, my law, but the law.
And it won't work unless you're willing to help us.
- Hooker.
- Think about what I said, finish your meal.
And think about it hard, because we don't have much time.
- I still wanna talk to my sister.
- Same drill, dial nine.
- Wanna see some heads-up police work? - Well looky here.
(phone rings) - Answer it.
- Toni, is that you? - Diana, what's the matter? - Toni stay away, don't come home! - Toni, now listen to me.
I've got your sister here with me.
Now what I want you to do - - Hey Rafe.
Don't you hurt my sister.
You've got a lot of my uncle's money, but I've got something you need very badly.
We're Gypsies, we can deal.
- All right, what is it? - I will bring it, we'll deal, but I tell you where we meet.
- I don't want nothing to do with murder.
They just paid us to distract you guys.
- We know about Vartan, we know about your boyfriend Buccoli, who's number three? - He's dangerous.
- So's prison, Jennifer.
- All right, all right.
His name's Kosinski, Rafe Kosinski.
He's an outcast Gypsy.
- When I grow up I'd like to ride a motorcycle just like you guys.
- That should do it.
- The problem is, we only might get him for grand theft auto.
Toni's the only one that can place him at the scene of the murder.
Now they got a name.
- Hey officers, which way is the bus stop? Thanks.
- Little girl say where she was going? - Nope.
- Andrews, where's your piece? (ominous music) - Toni! Toni! - Hooker, what's wrong? - The kid is gone, and she's got Andrews's gun.
(ominous chord) (gypsy music) - Where the devil is she? She couldn't have gotten that far.
- Especially with a gun.
What is she gonna do with it? - What we've been talking about.
Gypsy revenge.
- Excuse me ma'am, I'm looking for a young girl, hair, brown eyes, jean jacket.
- Oh, you must mean that charming child that got on the 84 southbound.
Now I'm waiting for the 92, and perhaps you could tell me, officer, why is it that the 92 never arrives on schedule anymore? - Thank you ma'am.
- Now I've been taking this bus for the last 12 years - Yes, ma'am.
- But for the last two weeks it's always late.
- Thank you.
- Now what's a person supposed to do? - Thank you.
- Write hall, petition, I can't just it here forever, you know.
- Excuse me, ma'am.
(tires screeching) - Hey Mister, I got a deal for you.
You can buy something nice for your wife with this.
- I don't get it, that bus couldn't have outrun us.
- Maybe she hijacked it, she does have a gun.
(sirens sound) - Hey, hey, so I went off my route.
I mean the bus was empty, and ahead of schedule, it's not a federal offense.
- All I want is the kid, I know she got on over at Claibourne.
- Look, she gave me 20 bucks to take her to a church over on Vernon, I mean who can refuse a kid when she wants to go to church? - Oh yeah, especially when she puts up 20 bucks.
- And I thank you, St Ann, for blessing me with this gun.
For my uncle I thank you.
And please, St Ann, make me brave.
- [Kasinski.]
Toni.
- Toni, run, please, run out! - It's all right, Diana, we have business.
It's bad luck to talk business in the church, isn't it, Rafe.
- Yeah, yeah let's get outta here, come on.
(ominous music) Right, you said you had something, what is it? - I wanna talk to Uncle Victor first.
- What is it? - Something the police would like, something they wouldn't give to you.
- Toni.
- It's all right, Uncle Victor will tell us what to do.
- Something smells funny, this is Diana's car.
Flank me.
(suspenseful music) - Uncle Victor, I'm ashamed.
I shoulda stayed with you.
I can give Rafe what he needs.
But I don't think I can make him give back your money.
Your honor.
- Okay kid, I'm through fooling with you.
If you got something to show it, show it right now! If not, you've chosen the place where you two are gonna die.
Back off! Back off! - Hold it right there, or you'll fall where you stand.
- I'll kill her, I'll kill 'em both.
- Think about it! You're in a great place for a burial.
(dramatic music) - Hooker! - Rafe, my uncle would like you talk to him.
- Put the gun down, put the gun down! You remember what we talked about, you don't wanna live with that, do you? - Rafe knows what I want.
Do it, Rafe.
Give Uncle Victor his peace.
Ask his forgiveness, ask him now! - Please, Victor.
(sobbing) Please.
(Gypsy music) I know I'm lost, but let me suffer for it.
Please, Victor.
Don't take me now.
Please forgive me, Victor.
Please Victor, let me live.
(sobs) Victor, please! Please! - Empty.
- Of course it's empty.
I took the bullets out.
Don't you know it's dangerous for kids to go out with loaded guns.
You can never be a Gypsy, Hooker.
(they laugh) - Well? - Good news.
The social worker said Toni could stay with her sister, as long as she attends school regularly and cleans up her act.
And if Hooker promises to take a personal interest in Toni's rehabilitation.
- (laughing) I wouldn't want Hooker as my truant officer.
- [TJ.]
Listen, young lady, when I say to go to school, you go.
- Okay, I'll go to school.
Maybe I'll be a doctor, maybe a lawyer.
They make a lot of money.
- You're talking about a lot of years there, young lady.
- Yeah, what salary did you guys start at? - It's not a fortune but it pays the rent.
- Hooker, I heard about your motel room.
Who'd wanna live like that? (they laugh) - Hey, you could live like I do.
- You lost your Porsche, but you work with a beautiful lady.
- Thank you, Toni.
- Maybe I'll be a cop, and get a nice-looking guy like him too.
- Come on, Toni.
- What about? - Come on.
(sexy saxophone music) - We're gonna see a lot of each other by the time this is over.
How about we start with dinner tonight? - Well, Toni told me about your Chinese food.
- There's nothing wrong with Chinese food.
And they put good fortunes in the cookies.
- I'm a Gypsy, Hooker, and even I don't believe in fortune-telling.
- Oh really? - Yeah.
- Aren't you just a little bit curious? (dramatic rock music)