PENHALL [VOICEOVER]: Last week on "21 Jump Street,"
"Besieged, Part 1."
[horn honking]
FULLER [VOICEOVER]: Osborne Ezekiel Hudland.
Found him this morning in the parking lot at Piedmont High,
sitting behind the wheel of a Mercedes 560SL.
-And where does a kid that age get $60 grand?
-Dealing crack.
-This is Sergeant James Adabo.
He's sort of the local expert on the subject of rock cocaine.
Penhall, you're gonna be riding with Sergeant Adabo.
SGT. ADABO: Crack Row.
This is the bottom.
-What's going to happen to these people?
-They'll die.
DARLENE: Vo: Ozzy's car-- do you think like maybe I can get it?
I mean, like, we were almost common law and all.
HANSON: Hey, hot shot.
Hey!
-Now here is what I've got to say.
What do you got to say?
-I want to work for you.
FULLER: Hoffs, how you doing with Ozzy's girlfriend?
--[sigh] I think I may be getting somewhere.
-It's a cook house, man.
I know it, I can feel it.
It's a cook house.
SGT. ADABO: Vo: Freeze!
Police!
-I don't know how he slipped wearing those
$100 running shoes
-I think he threw the kid off the roof.
-Shut the door.
[theme music]
THEME SONG: We never thought of finding
a place where we belong.
Don't have to stand alone, we'll never let you fall.
Don't need permission to decide what you believe.
Hoo!
I said, jump!
Down on Jump Street.
I said, jump!
Down on Jump Street.
Your friends'll be there when your back is to the wall.
You'll find you need us 'cause there's no one else to call.
When it looks hopeless, a decision's what you need.
You better be ready to, be ready to jump!
21 Jump Street.
-You want me to take action against a highly decorated
street cop, 18 years on the force,
on the basis of some rookie's hunch?
No, I don't think so.
You bring me something more solid, then maybe we'll talk.
-Solid?
What do you want, snapshots?
-Penhall.
-I got two officers on the roof say
that that's not the way it went down.
I got you in the alley, looking up, seeing a body--
line of sight, you don't see nothing--
and you bring me what?
Some cop that says maybe something about running shoes?
-[SHOUTING] We never even had a chance in there!
-No.
You spend 18 years on the force, they'll take care of you, too.
-That's not right.
-I didn't say it was.
-I can't do it.
I can't get back in the car with the guy.
I mean, he's gonna know I think he killed the kid.
Even if nobody tells him, he's gonna know I think he did it.
-All right, if you think he's a murderer,
you want this guy out there on the streets?
-I can't do it.
I'm sorry.
You're just gonna have to figure out another way to do it.
-You don't want to be here, I don't want you here.
-Now what is your problem?
-Your friend, Penhall.
And don't try to tell me he's got the flu.
He ain't here because he thinks I pushed that kid off a roof.
I didn't.
I'm sorry.
I understand how he might be upset about it.
But I think he's real childish, being so paranoid about this.
-Well, Penhall's a strange guy.
I mean, I've been working with him, what, six months?
Between you and me, I thought he'd wash out of the program.
Don't worry about it.
-Well, look around.
This ain't high school.
What?
-I know that girl.
SGT. ADABO: Yeah?
-Yeah.
Last time I saw her, she was wearing this great black party
dress.
FULLER: So this is where he fell, huh?
That's kind of hard to believe.
-I've seen a lot of dead people in my time, Captain.
Seen guys fall into 11-inch air shafts and die.
-Yeah, there weren't three cops behind me and two shots fired.
-Exactly.
Not a pretty sight to see some kid land
at your feet and spread.
But I think your man Penhall vapor-locked, Captain.
You give it to me, fine, but so far I've
got nothing says this kid was pushed.
-You don't believe me now?
-Look, just because I think you might not be right
doesn't mean I don't believe in you.
-Look, I'm telling you what I saw, what I heard,
and what I know to be true.
I'm clocked outta here.
[slams door]
-So what do you got on Adabo?
-It's been a half a day.
I mean, nothing so far, except he
seems like a pretty good cop.
-Wonderful.
Now you, too.
-What was that all about?
-Aw, nothing.
What's up with downtown?
Death benefits?
-Now the computer's convinced that I'm dead,
but it's paying me more money.
What would you do?
You know, I think I'm going to cash it.
-Harry, how can you cash this check if you're dead?
-I got two pieces of ID.
[music playing]
-You ever see that girl, Darlene?
You know, young widow, Ozzy's girlfriend?
-Yeah, I remember you talking about her.
Ended up being a crackhead, right?
-Hanson saw her on the street today.
She was hooking.
I don't know where.
I tried to find her, but I couldn't.
-Hey.
-I don't know, it just-- it just brings me down.
It-- I just feel like I should have
been able to do something, not just let it happen.
I just pushed that girl for information, Doug.
I didn't care who she was.
-Yeah, I know.
-[TEARFULLY] I mean, yeah, she's a junkie, Doug.
But there was just so much about her,
so much-- no one deserves that.
[crying]
-Hey, come here.
-She's so young and pretty.
And she's got this beautiful little girl.
Doug?
-Hm?
-Weren't you gonna come over here to complain?
-Yeah.
-Well, come on.
Complain.
-[laughs]
HOFFS: Come on.
PENHALL: Aww, look.
-Come on, I owe you.
-No, it's just that, uh--
-If you don't complain, I'm gonna get real mad.
And I'll dry my nose off all over your shirt, too.
[laughs]
-Uh, nobody believes me.
Just-- nobody believes me, that's all.
HOFFS: Come on, Penhall, that's not all.
-I thought this guy Adabo was like the best
cop you could ever be.
He's the guy I wanted to be.
And now I think he threw a dealer off a roof.
Or not.
And I got Hanson riding around with him,
and he probably thinks I'm crazy, too.
Fuller thinks I'm crazy.
IAD thinks I'm crazy.
Maybe I am crazy.
-Do you think you're crazy, Penhall?
-No.
I think I'm right.
-Well, OK.
-Do you think I'm crazy?
-Mm, that doesn't matter.
Doug?
What are you doing?
I'm sorry.
I just thought I needed to do that.
I guess not.
-It's OK.
I can't believe I'm kissing Doug Penhall.
-Yeah.
[silence falls in squadroom]
-Hey, Dougeth, how you doing?
I was worried about you.
-Why?
I'm fine.
-Well, you blew out of here last night, you didn't say anything,
and then I called you half the night
and-- [clears throat] you weren't home.
-Yeah?
-Yeah.
So what'd you do?
Did you get lucky?
[IN DRAMATIC VOICE] "Hi.
I'm Doug Penhall.
I'm so depressed.
Won't you take me to bed and cheer me up?"
-Went home early.
Went to sleep.
I guess I didn't hear the phone.
You got a sick mind.
-Morning, Hanson.
-Hello.
-Penhall.
-Hey, Jude.
So you getting anywhere?
-I gotta meet with Adabo in 15 minutes.
-Watch him.
I know he did it.
-Yeah, I hope you're right.
I mean, I hope he didn't, but, uh--
-I am right.
-That's what I meant.
-Yeah.
Just cream?
-I have work to do, Doug.
-I think we should talk.
-There's nothing to talk about.
-We gotta talk.
-Not here.
-We can use Blowfish's room.
-Lookit, last night--
-Yeah, last night.
-I just wanted you to know that I
didn't plan for any of that to happen.
I just came over to drink those beers.
-[scoffs] Come on, Penhall.
Mr. White Knight arrives to console me.
Next thing you know, I'm in his arms,
and then I-- look, I feel like I got taken advantage of here,
Doug.
-Hey, whoa, whoa, wait a minute.
I'm the one who came over to be consoled.
I'm the one whose friend is driving around with a murderer.
I'm the one who everybody thinks is crazy.
I thought maybe you were a sympathetic ear.
-Oh, so you're trying to tell me you didn't plan on getting me
in the sack when you came over last night?
-No.
-Then why did you have those things with you?
-Things with me?
-You had condoms in your wallet, Doug.
-I always have condoms in my wallet.
-Yeah?
-Yeah.
Like when you go for a drive, you bring a spare with you
in case you get a flat.
-[laughs] That's just great.
Judy Hoffs-- road hazard.
-Kinda.
-Oh. [sigh]
-Hey, hey, this is silly.
Will you go to dinner with me?
-No.
No.
I will not go to dinner with you, Doug.
This was all a giant mistake.
-I don't want to walk into work and have you hate me
because you think I tried to take advantage of you, OK?
-OK.
OK, fine, it was my mistake too.
We were equally stupid.
But I'm not having dinner with you.
-OK.
-And another thing.
I'll tell you what, Doug if I hear through anyone that you
mentioned to anybody-- to Blowfish, to Hanson,
to anyone-- that you spent the night at my apartment
last night, I swear to god, I will
make you miserable for the rest of your life.
-I don't know what you're so upset about.
You chickened out at the last minute.
We didn't do anything.
-And it's going to stay that way.
-Fine.
-So?
-I want to know what happened on the roof.
-What do you think happened?
-I think Adabo shoved the kid off the edge?
-Yeah?
That's real interesting.
-Look, I don't care about the $500.
I was in on that, too.
I don't even care about you guys.
I just want to know what went down.
-What if we tell you what went down
is exactly what went into the report?
Which it is!
We went up there, Adabo went left, we went right.
He flushed the kids.
We didn't see nothing.
It was over when we got there.
-So he could've pushed him.
-Hey, man, anything could've happened.
[tires screeching]
[horns honking]
-Mr. Policeman!
All dressed up so fine.
What'd you do, get in trouble 'cause I walked?
That why they put you back in that uniform?
That's too bad.
-Ronnie.
New car.
-7 Series body.
3.5-liter engine.
-Hey, you don't look so slick now.
As a matter of fact, you look like just another punk cop.
RONNIE: Well, that's because he is just another cop.
Officer Tommy?
How much you gonna make this year?
About $30 thou?
I'm going to make that this month.
Cheers.
[knock]
-You're back.
You bring me snapshots?
-No.
I want to pull Adabo's file.
-You're a captain.
You can pull a personnel file.
-I can pull a file with a reason.
-OK, what's the reason?
-I've got an officer I'm real worried about.
-That doesn't exactly fit the good reason list, does it?
-It does if he's right.
Look, Lieutenant, you've still got the file.
Give me five minutes.
-[SHOUTING] Did you or didn't you?
Don't you lie to me!
It ain't even worth it!
-I threw it!
I threw it in the alley.
SGT. ADABO: If you lied to me, you're gonna die.
[SHOUTING] Get in!
[siren blaring]
HANSON: What the hell are you doing?
-I think he swallowed the rock, trying to hide it.
Sometimes-- it depends on the chemistry--
it passes right through.
Other times, hits the stomach-- wham.
Breaks down in 10 seconds.
All that rock kicks in.
Or it can take a half-hour till we
get him to Mercy and get his stomach pumped.
You hear what I'm saying to you?
Idiots.
[tires squealing]
Kid went into convulsions five minutes
after we left the hospital.
Pumped his stomach-- six rocks.
-No, no, hey, this one's on me.
How did you know?
'Cause I'd probably still be reading him his rights,
and he'd be dead.
-Yeah.
Ever been on a raid?
There was this one, back when there
were a lot of rock houses.
Broke down the door, tore off the bars-- it was rough.
Rough bust.
-This one kid got real hinky.
Had to subdue him.
Finally got him out in the yard, in cuffs,
he goes straight into convulsions.
I gave that kid CPR for 15 minutes,
waiting for the paramedics to get there.
He was dead by the time he got to the hospital.
-Swallowed a bunch of crack?
-Coroner did an autopsy.
Ruled that the cause of death was drugs and outside forces.
There were bruises on his heart.
Of course there were bruises on his heart.
I was beating on him for 15 minutes.
Now there's a $5 million lawsuit filed by his family.
City shouldn't pay a dime.
They'll probably settle out of court.
Then I got your friend Douglas thinking I kill children.
I don't know.
Sometimes that stuff just gets you down.
[knock]
-I got an hour's personal time.
What's up?
-You gotta hear this.
-I pulled Adabo's file.
He's not the Boy Scout he's supposed to be.
There's reason to believe that he
may have beat a suspect to death.
-Is this the kid from the rock house that OD-ed?
-Yeah.
Well, I don't know where you got that from,
but I heard this from Adabo.
He claims that the bruises on the kid's heart
were from 15 minutes of CPR.
Does, uh, that match?
-It might.
There were a couple of broken ribs, as well.
That sometimes happens with CPR.
-Seems kind of funny, bringing it up right
at the right moment.
Maybe he knew we were looking for him.
-Actually, it seemed to come up pretty naturally.
-Oh, come on.
-Look, we just took a kid to the hospital who OD-ed
and would have died.
And I'll tell you something else, if that kid would
have gone into convulsions, I would've
beat on his chest to get his heart started.
-There was never a coroner's ruling
that clarified that case either way.
-Hey, you people do not want to see
what's in front of your face.
-You know, Penhall, if we pulled your records,
it wouldn't look too clean, either.
-Yeah, except I haven't killed anybody lately.
You need me?
-We're back to zero?
-You tell me.
HANSON: Well, if I'm riding around with a murderer,
I don't know it.
I don't know what to think.
I-- he's kind of brutal.
But Adabo's been on the street a long time,
and he cares a hell of a lot about what he's doing.
Now I can see how Penhall might have gotten confused,
but-- I don't think Adabo killed anybody.
I think we're back to the first case, who killed Ozzy.
And I think the answer rolled in front of me
today-- Ronnie Seebok behind the wheel of a brand new 735.
Hey.
-Hey.
-Doug, you're my friend.
I trust you and I trust your instincts.
But so far with Adabo, all I've seen is a good cop.
-Yeah?
Looks like everything's turning against me.
[slams locker]
-That's not the way I meant it.
-Hey, don't patronize me, man.
[music playing on radio]
DARLENE: Why don't you loan me some money?
RONNIE: Loan you some money?
DARLENE: You owe me.
You owe me.
-Girl, I don't owe you nothing.
-W-why you being-- why you being so uppity?
I-- I-- I remember when you used to be after me all the time.
Hanging out wherever Ozzy went, always trying to look good.
Hitting and sniffing around.
-Yeah, well, I don't think so anymore.
-Come on, just-- just-- just-- give me $20.
-You know, it seems to me everybody on the block
is getting something for their $20.
-Then, um, why don't you buy something?
-See, I remember-- god, you were so hot,
dripping all off Ozzy's arm.
You were really something, and now look at you--
all nappy and beat up.
I don't think so.
Reggie, you want some of this?
-Nah.
-What about you?
I'll front you the cash.
No?
Sorry, baby.
[car starts]
-Learn anything?
-Yeah.
The world is very cold place.
-What?
-Go home.
-I got work to do.
-No you don't.
The day's over.
Go home.
-[laughs] You don't understand.
-Yeah, I do.
Look, you know what I do when the toilet stops up
in my house?
-I can't imagine.
-Call the plumber.
You can't work all the time.
-Well, uh, want to have a drink?
-Who, me?
-Yeah, come on, I'll buy you a drink.
-Just-- just give me a second.
I'll just-- I'll just be one second.
All right, man.
So this is where you guys come to all the time.
-Uh, sort of.
[rock music playing]
-You know, that's funny.
This is not what I pictured.
I got it.
This place got character.
-Be cool, will you?
-Ronnie.
-[laughs] Tommy Chapman.
Officer Tommy Chapman?
Officer Tommy Hanson.
What are you doing here?
-I was in the neighborhood.
-Hi.
Sal Banducci.
-Heh.
Yeah?
You a cop?
-No, I'm a maintenance engineer.
-What are you doing here?
-Gonna have a drink, maybe shoot some pool.
-Oh, you mean, uh, this isn't official business?
This isn't an official call?
-No.
-Well, seems to me like every time you guys come around,
it's an official call.
-This ain't official.
I just wanted to see how you were doing.
Just wanted you to know I was thinking about you,
I was thinking about your new car.
And I was thinking about Ozzy's old job.
And I was wondering if all this doesn't fit together somehow.
-You know, you must want to die or something,
'cause there's no other reason you should be in here.
Maybe you hate your life.
Hunh!
-I didn't come here to bust you, OK?
I came here to talk to you.
REGGIE: Yo, cop!
-It's cool.
[laughs]
Let him go.
[laughs] Now what are you gonna do?
Huh?
You're cooked.
You see, I got five witnesses in here says you hit me first.
Now if I was you, I'd take your little gun
and I'd put it back in your pocket, and I'd turn around
and I'd walk out of here while you're still ahead.
-Come on, Sal, let's go.
-[laughs] Yo, Sal.
Nice to meet you.
[knock]
-What do you want?
-We gotta talk about this.
Come on, we're adults.
Our working relationship is too important,
and I-- we made a mistake.
We-- we won't do it again.
-OK.
-I'm a janitor.
I'm a good janitor.
I don't want to be a dead janitor.
Don't do that again.
[laughs]
-No, that wasn't funny.
Why did you take me there?
-You know what's great?
You don't look like a cop.
-That's because I'm not a cop.
-Excuse me, can I get my friend another drink, please?
-You still think that guy killed Ozzy?
-Yeah, I do.
He went pretty crazy when I brought it up.
-All right, enough.
Would you quit working please?
We're here.
-How's Penhall?
Have you seen him?
-Yeah, he's got some hot date again.
-Penhall?
-How about we both are just forgiven.
Then we don't have to apologize anymore.
-That'd be real nice.
Come on over.
-Mmmm.
-I won't bite.
[laughs] Who would have thought you
would have turned out to be such a nice guy?
-Well, don't tell nobody.
Or I'll tell them all that you snore.
-I don't snore.
Much.
-You shouldn't have gone to that pool hall.
That was stupid.
You can think Ronnie killed Ozzy all you want,
but until you get something solid, it don't mean a thing.
-Tell me about it.
-Sometimes you don't feel like it made a dent at all.
Never will.
You ask a kid in the 4th grade, what's a drug?
He tells you it's something his mommy gives him when he's sick.
You ask that same kid in the seventh grade, what's a drug?
He tells you it's something to get him high.
I don't know, we lose them in there somewhere.
They stay lost.
-Yeah, but there's lots of kids who never got on that track.
-[scoffs] Not down here.
Nobody cares down here.
North of Avenue L, the homicide rate doubles in this city.
And there's less cops down here than over in Sheldon.
But I guess it's a different story when
it's black kids getting killed.
-Oh, come on, I don't think that's a fair assumption.
-No?
You know what the official policy on crack is?
One of containment.
We're supposed to keep it down here
with the poor and black people.
-You don't really think that.
-Can't contain this stuff.
Anyone can make it in any kitchen.
They're selling it anywhere, kill each other over it.
Contain it?
You squeeze, it slips right through your fingers.
[knock]
-Hi.
-I heard you were here.
-Yeah.
What do you want?
-I wanted to see how you were, Darlene.
-Yeah?
Why?
-This is ridiculous.
I can't see anything in here.
Oh, Darlene.
-Yeah, I-- I've looked better.
And I'm not real good at this, you know.
I-- I mean, there are girls who know how to do this right.
I-- I just don't know how.
You put it down, but it-- but it's like the stem talks
to you.
"Come back, spend your money."
So I have to make more money.
-That's I good enough.
That's just not good enough.
The drugs make you so you gotta be a hooker.
-Uh-huh, they do.
-Did they make you move in with Ozzy in the first place?
Did they make you have Kailee?
Don't try to tell me you were doing crack all that time,
'cause you wouldn't have lasted this long.
-You don't understand how it is.
-Do you want to die, Darlene?
Do you want to die? 'Cause girl, you're gonna die.
-You ever been high?
[sigh]
-It's like-- mm.
Ain't-- ain't no other feeling like it in the world.
I don't want to do this anymore.
Why-- why'd you come back to see me?
-Because I was worried about you, Darlene.
It-- it's so funny.
It always looks so easy, you know?
I-- you see those girls on the street.
You-- you go over to a car, you lean over,
you talk to some guy in the car for a little while,
you go away with him, and-- and then you have some money.
I'm just not good at it.
I-- I get taken off and-- and-- and not paid.
I get hit.
I-- I-- I don't wanna do this anymore.
No.
No, I-- I don't wanna die.
-Hello?
MAN: Over here.
-You called me.
What do you want?
-I don't know what you're doing, I
don't know why you're doing it, but I
got something I wanted ot tell you.
-Here I am.
-What I told you about the roof, that's true, or as true
as I can tell you.
If anything did happen up there on the roof,
we didn't know about it.
But I ain't so sure you're wrong.
-I thought you said you didn't see anything.
-About a year back, I was on a drug bust with Adabo
when there used to be more rock houses.
There was a kid.
He died.
-Yeah, I heard about this.
-I never really been sure Adabo didn't beat that kid to death.
The CPR, all that stuff, I mean, that's true!
But Adabo educated that kid pretty good
first when he couldn't find any rock.
Educated him with his fist.
Educated him with his nightstick.
But I just wanted you to know that maybe you're not crazy,
that maybe something did happen up there on that roof.
That maybe-- maybe it wasn't the only time it ever happened.
-Hey.
Thanks, man.
-Hi, I got a call.
There's a kid I'm interested in who
was brought in with three kis of cocaine.
-Real long hair?
-Yeah, lots of gold?
Ronnie Seebok.
RONNIE: [laughing]
REGGIE: Man, I just slapped it on the desk.
Came to bail my man out.
RONNIE: $150,000.
Oh.
It's Officer Tommy.
You following me around?
-Yes, I'm still on it, Ronnie.
Sooner or later.
-Oooh.
Let me tell you something.
I just want you to listen to one thing here.
-I'm all ears.
-Yeah, well, good.
For whatever it's worth, for a guy like you
in a job like this-- [sigh] so you can sleep good at night,
I didn't kill Ozzy.
-Could you hang on a second?
I'm going to grab a pencil and write this down.
RONNIE: Hey, try to prove it.
I didn't do it.
You're not going to believe me, and it doesn't really
make a difference, but I do didn't do him.
Hm, I made a lot of nasty things in my time-- [laughs]
might have even killed somebody.
But I didn't kill Ozzy.
-Whatever you say.
-You did me a favor.
-Really?
-Yeah.
See, the word on the street is that I'm a shooter,
and you put it there.
I'm a killer.
Took Ozzy out, got all his turf.
It's 'cause they're afraid of me.
So thank you, little buddy.
-There were two shots fired on the roof before the kids fell.
They recovered the slugs, did test firings
on the officers' guns, and then put everything away
neatly in the file.
Then I got to thinking about what you've been telling me,
so I had them pull the slugs.
Look, maybe I didn't believe you, Doug,
but I never stopped believing in you.
This bullet came from the roof.
It was from Adabo's gun, regulation 9-millimeter.
This is one of the bullets that killed Ozzy.
-Ozzy?
-Yeah.
Throwing kids from rooves, shaking
down dealers-- civil rights be damned?
It rang a bell.
Said street justice to me.
So I checked-- they match.
-I'm sorry.
-You didn't do anything, Penhall.
-The boy who fell.
-There were three people on that roof,
but I'd lay my money here, as well.
He was probably a real good cop once, Doug.
-I wish I'd known him then.
So what happens now?
-Well, warrants for questioning have gone on Silva and Boyd.
Pick-up went out on the automated 15
minutes ago on Adabo.
If someone doesn't stumble across him tonight,
a warrant'll be out on him in the morning.
-Won't he know?
-If he doesn't know now, he'll know
when he pulls into his driveway.
[phone ringing]
-Penhall.
-Douglas.
Jimmy Adabo here.
How you doing?
-Where are you?
-Doesn't make any difference.
-Makes a lot of difference.
-No.
It doesn't.
You're a good cop, Douglas.
There's some things I gotta tell you.
I have a confession to make.
I'm Sergeant James Adabo.
Been with the force 18 years, 6 months, 13 days.
I was responsible for the death of Osborne Ezekiel Hudland.
And you were right about the kid on the roof.
There's been a lot of things.
[TEARFULLY] Tell my wife and kids that I love them.
-Single, unwed, one child, no criminal record,
no previous enrollments.
I think you'd be a successful applicant to the program.
We can put you in for the first available space.
Next opening will be in four months.
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