NARRATOR: Last time on "21 Jump Street."
That's Tina Maxwell.
That's Raymond Crane.
Why is he so important to you?
Well, he's responsible for one of my partners
being shot, another one going to jail, and me losing my badge.
Is that enough?
- What are you planning, Dennis? - Payback.
The quality kind of suffers once you've make a few copies.
I'm not here to blackmail, you Mr. Crane.
I'm looking at the big picture.
Me working for you.
Crane is a dangerous man.
And you don't understand what you're getting yourself into.
And how can you be so sure?
Because I didn't know.
Crane is planning a takeover of Tashima,
and we're trying to stop him.
What?
I've got him talking about it on tape.
We can nail him.
We can push for criminal charges.
You're crazy, man!
It helps me in my line of work.
All right.
I may be crazy, Mechanic, but-- but I'm not on his side.
Then who the hell are you?
I'm Tina Maxwell's brother.
Oh, I own everything you see here.
Everything.
Man, there ain't no way in the world a man like that
should live.
And I'm gonna make sure that he doesn't.
I'll take him down clean, Mickey.
Legal looked at the tape.
And?
Our possession of it could destroy Tashima.
If you really wanted to get me, you'd have burned Tina.
You're wrong, pal!
I do have you.
[sirens blaring]
You could have tied me to Tina's death.
But with her still alive, there's no evidence at all.
Any word on Mickey?
No sign of him anywhere.
What are you gonna do?
BOOKER: I'm gonna get some help.
[THEME - HOLLY ROBINSON, "21 JUMP STREET"]
THEME SONG: We never thought we'd
find the 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.
Ooh!
I said jump!
Down on Jump Street.
I said jump!
Down on Jump Street.
Your friends will be there when your back is to the wall.
You'll find you'll need us 'cause
there's no one else to call.
When it looks hopeless, a decision's what you need.
You'd better be ready to, be ready to jump!
21 Jump Street.
[rock music]
So she says to me, I'm not climbing on that thing--
till you fill it up.
[laughter]
For real.
It's kinda slow up here since they closed
the canyon road, ain't it?
The damn knee-draggers.
Yeah.
They come up here on their cute little crotch rockets,
think they take the Canyon at 120.
Yeah.
And most of 'em ain't even old enough to vote.
Or good enough to ride.
Or neither.
[laughter]
Hey, man. I'm Bobo.
Doug.
This here is Gene and Brian.
You alone?
I'm looking for a guy named Mickey Maxwell.
Anybody seen him?
I ain't seen Mickey in a week.
Well, he owes me some money.
Must be why he took off.
[laughs]
Well, where'd y'alls last see him?
Right here, last Saturday night.
Took out of here like a bull out of a stall, man.
With my 100 bucks.
Buy you a beer? - I'm up for that.
All right.
Let's go, guys.
[motors rumbling]
[cheering]
Come on, Harry!
Go!
CROWD: Oh!
You owe me $3,000.
[cheering]
Nice drive, man.
Radical slide off the burn, dude.
I told you this was no course for beginners.
[engine roaring]
Nice set of wheels.
1952 Vincent Black Shadow.
Not many of these left.
Yeah, I know.
Is that all stock inside?
Well, except for a White Brothers clutch
and a lightened flywheel.
There's a radical grind on the cam.
Phew.
I'll bet you can do 140 without even smoking.
That thing couldn't even make the grid at 60.
None of these old bikes could.
It's not the bike, son.
It's the rider.
You look pretty old to me too.
[laughs]
Young man, it's skill that brings success.
And skill comes with experience, not youth.
Nobody beats me.
No old-timer, no old bike.
Why, I admit you could probably ride the pants off me,
but I would love to see you matched up against Shadow Boy
here.
You're kidding.
No.
I don't ride this bike in the dirt.
I wouldn't ask you to.
That bike is a work of art.
I'm a man who appreciates that kind of thing.
Hey, kid, 3 Gs for your bike.
Sure.
It's not the bike, it's the rider.
Right?
Allow me.
All right, let's get it on.
Go for it!
[cheering]
[rock music]
[cheering]
CROWD: Whoa!
Are you OK, Harry?
[cheering]
Don't ever call me Shadow Boy again.
No harm intended, I assure you.
You know, I've been looking for one of these for a long time.
How much you want for it?
It's not for sale.
Aw, come on, everything has its price.
You name it.
Read my lips.
It's not for sale.
My offer still stands, and I trust you'll reconsider.
I'm Raymond Crane.
Anything you need, you just ask.
And you are?
No one special.
Uh-uh.
Not from what I just saw.
Listen, we got a trip coming up this weekend, just a few
of the regulars.
Why don't you join us?
I don't crash parties.
I'm inviting you.
Anyone's welcome on one of our rides.
It's an unspoken rule up here.
We leave Saturday morning.
Oh, and, uh, take good care of my bike.
What the hell happened, huh? What happened?
Take it easy.
Take it easy, man! It's a rental!
Hey, hey, hey.
I thought your big company was picking up the tab?
Well, I thought you guys could ride bikes.
They were great. I coached them myself.
You should've seen 'em race.
Wait, wait.
You raced him on the Shadow?
Do I have stupid stenciled on me somewhere?
It's a $30,000 bike, man!
I can't afford any more repairs.
We're being careful.
Why do you think the bikes are here in the living
room instead of on the street?
[sighs]
Is Hanson still mad?
Yeah.
But he understands why he's gotta lay low.
He's the only one Crane could recognize.
What about Mickey?
You guys come up with anything?
Not much.
Last time anyone saw him was at the Cave last Saturday night.
And that was the night he disappeared.
These guys pay more attention to bikes than they do faces.
Was there anything different about Mickey's
that we can ask around about?
Well, it was pretty basic.
It was a black Harley, around four years old.
Except for the emblems.
I mean, he had these 1948 panhead emblems.
They're very rare.
They're almost impossible to find.
They're that scarce?
They practically have to be registered.
So if we're lucky, someone will remember having seen 'em.
Yeah.
I don't think Mickey's alive.
I mean, he would've turned up by now.
And you think Crane killed him?
Well, maybe not with his own hands, but he had it done.
We prove that, he goes to prison.
Finally.
Uh, excuse me, I'm here to see Raymond Crane.
Do you have an appointment?
Oh, I have his card here.
And so does half the city.
I'm afraid Mr. Crane's schedule--
You don't understand.
Uh, he wants to buy my bike.
Well, perhaps this weekend at the, uh, Hole
or whatever you call it?
I'm sure if Mr. Crane knew I was here--
Everything is in place, and I will not give up
until I own these Jap bastards.
America first, gentleman, so let's stick together on this.
Mr. Crane.
I always keep a table reserved at Chez Jermaine.
Let's review this again over lunch.
DOUG: So, what, did you expect him to just, like,
roll out the red carpet?
Hey, Doug, I don't know what I expected.
I told Booker this wasn't gonna work.
All we need is a way to stay close to him.
Harry, I'm not even sure this is gonna work anymore.
What, we're-- we're just gonna give up?
I almost died because of Raymond Crane.
And Hanson, he almost spent the rest of his life in prison.
Yeah, and Booker lost his badge.
So what are we gonna do?
I mean, the only time we get close to this guy
is at the Cave.
We already tried that.
No, no, no.
There's a ride this weekend.
Crane and some of his buddies.
He's invited me to come along.
That gets you in.
What about us?
Hey, according to Crane all men are created equal
when it comes to motorcycles.
Anybody can tag along on one of these rides.
Yeah, some of the jocks were talking about going on it.
Good.
You'll fit right in.
And I'm sure you and your new haircut
won't mind riding along with your new friends this weekend.
You don't like my new haircut?
It's beautiful, Doug.
[phone ringing]
Detective Hoffs.
Ooh, that sounds nasty.
Well, stay in bed.
I don't want you ruining our shoes.
OK.
Oh, and, Harry, you got a message from Booker.
He says he's got a new bike for you.
That's it.
OK, take care.
Harry's sick?
- Bad clams. - That happened to me once.
I threw up all over a Howard Johnson's waitress.
[phone ringing]
Detective Hoffs.
Bad clams?
Penhall, you and Ioki ate together?
[sighs]
Yeah, just one.
The garage called and said all your bike needed
was a carburetor adjustment.
Penhall, is something going on here?
[phone clicks]
[dial tone buzzing]
Something is definitely going on.
[knocking]
Excuse me, Captain--
Can I help you, Detective?
Where's Fuller?
Bad clams.
He left me in charge.
Yes, but I'm the senior officer next to the captain.
You're a girl.
Hanson, if you don't tell me what's going on here,
you too will be a girl.
[thunder crashing]
Nice bike.
Hey, what's happening, man?
Ah, is it miserable.
Well, this ride is gonna separate the men from the boys.
Or the crazy from the sane.
Look, I think we'd better split up.
I'll stick with Crane and see what I can hear.
I'll get in tight with, uh, Mickey's friends.
MAN: Yo!
Harry!
Guys, be careful.
Is this great or what?
Major hydroplane action.
Yeah.
[engines revving]
I want an update at every stop, full communication.
I don't care if you have to chopper it in.
If somebody sneezes over at Tashima,
I want to know about it.
SECRETARY: Yes, sir.
All accounts are in place as of the Tokyo open,
but they'll need your word before they move tomorrow.
They'll get the word when the timing is right.
This is a billion dollar deal.
I'm not going to compromise it because a couple of half-wits
are getting antsy.
Yes, sir.
Hey.
How's my Shadow?
I came by to sell it to you.
But I changed my mind.
I never discuss bikes at the office.
I gotta keep the mind on money.
Let me make it up to you.
You can ride up front with the rest of us.
I mean, all men are created equal, but some of us
deserve a few perks.
It's 8:05, sir.
Thanks.
Human computer.
I gotta keep in touch at all times.
Information is a weapon.
Remember that.
The Japanese do.
Hey, Doug.
Too bad you didn't bring your old lady, brother.
Bobo says I keep him warm.
Well.
[chuckles]
I tell her to stay home, she stays home.
Ow.
Douglas!
Uh-oh.
Oh.
[laughing]
If you ever leave me out of another ride again, so help me,
you'll wish you hadn't!
Excuse me, gentlemen.
What the hell are you doing?
I could ask you the same question.
Want some clams?
We are on a case here.
I know.
Hanson told me all about it.
Why didn't you let me in on it?
We didn't think you'd like to ride.
What-- oh, you were scared I was
gonna get my hair mussed up?
Oh golly.
OK.
I'm sorry.
You can ride with me.
OK.
Well, come on then.
Told you I'd get 'em.
That's my Bobo.
[chuckles]
Wanted a pair of emblems like that since I was a kid.
Bobo too.
Mickey had a pair like that.
Yeah, well, these are mine.
Uh, look, y'all, I think they're starting to leave.
Look, I know a faster way to Laurel Springs.
Map says stay on the highway.
Well, maps are for wimps, like Crane and his buddies.
I know a real road.
I guess we'll ride with you guys then.
All right, let's get these bikes on the road.
[rock music]
[MUSIC - RICHARD WAGNER, "RIDE OF THE VALKYRIES"]
Hey, one of the boys can handle your bike for you.
Why don't you take a break?
Been doing that for the last three hours.
I thought this was gonna be a ride, not an old man's convoy.
[chuckles]
Listen, the first day out is always for photo ops.
This rain isn't helping any either.
Tomorrow when we get off the road, we're gonna open it up.
I got a whole bunch of new equipment for us to try out.
Mr. Crane.
He's up to $1.50 a gallon.
Ah, dammit.
I told him a buck 35.
This is supposed to make me look good, not stupid.
Look, you just make sure that truck meets us in Beaumont.
On its way, sir.
'Cause if it doesn't, some heads are gonna roll.
SECRETARY: Understood, sir.
All right, gentlemen.
Gentlemen.
Now, I like to see a guy with a sense of free enterprise,
but I really hate making my friends have to pay for it.
So today the gas is on me.
GROUP: All right!
MAN: Thanks.
[rock music]
[engines roaring]
Told you we'd beat 'em, huh?
[laughs]
[country music]
RAYMOND CRANE: Damn!
It's getting riper by the minute.
Listen, have we heard from Haberman yet?
No, his shares will be in place as of 4:00 PM tomorrow.
Everyone else is solid.
You know, this isn't a ride.
It's more like a weekend at the Ritz.
What's the point?
The point is business, the same as always.
I get these guys high on taking physical risks,
and then I convince them to take some financial ones.
Sheriff Foster for you, sir.
Excuse me, I'm expecting some news.
Yeah?
I'm telling you, Harry, carbos and protein.
I got a marathon in three weeks, man.
Have you ever done one of those? - No, man.
I'm kind of a triathlon man myself.
You know? - Cool.
Hey, do you play lacrosse?
Hey.
They found Mickey Maxwell.
I just heard it on the sheriff's band.
Well, is he all right?
Afraid not.
They found him at the bottom of Echo Canyon.
He and his bike were pretty toasted.
Ugh!
What a waste of manly flesh.
Judy, the man is dead.
He's still the sexiest thing I ever saw.
Poor Mickey.
Can we just get some food here?
And stop with all the talking, huh?
He's right.
Mickey had an accident.
Let's just leave it alone, all right, girls?
Shoot, you boys just jealous.
I said shut up!
We have a 1972 Loire Valley Bordeaux, or a newer Beaujolais
with a stunning bouquet.
[laughter]
Hell, let's go get us some real juice.
[rock music]
OK.
[laughter]
No, I'll let you watch this.
OK, you ready?
DOUG: Pfft.
[laughs]
It's not your lucky day.
All right, Mr. Big Shot.
You take your best shot.
OK, I will.
HOFFS: Way to go, baby!
[laughing]
You see, it's all in the timing.
You're good.
Bet your butt he is.
Well, thank you.
Your turn, Bobo.
You don't think I can do it, do you?
Well, you missed the last five times.
I'll bet you I can make it with this shot.
OK, OK, OK.
Let's bet your '48 panhead emblems.
Get out of here.
That's, like-- what is that, like, 500 bucks, isn't it,
Bobo?
So how come you're so hot on those things anyhow?
I told you.
I've wanted 'em ever since I was--
for-- for a long time.
All right.
But if I sink it, you gotta clean my bike.
No problem.
Shoot away!
Piece by piece.
Whatever.
Shoot away!
Yeah!
[laughing]
Never hustle a hustler, sweetheart.
Piece by piece.
Good morning, guys.
Oh, yeah?
New line of work, Penhall?
His luck ran out last night.
Did you guys hear about Mickey?
More than that.
We found the emblems from his Harley.
Where?
Right here.
So you think Bobo killed Mickey?
Not on his own.
Crane got a call from the sheriff last night,
and he seemed real interested in Mickey's accident.
Why don't we bring Bobo in?
We've got enough for questioning.
He's real edgy already.
Maybe that'll scare him into talking?
And we'll stay with Crane.
All right, agreed.
Oh, I don't know about you guys, but I'm starving.
- Hey, Judy. - Hey.
Who are your friends? They're cute.
Oh, just some guys we met on the trip.
What are their names?
I don't really know.
Where's Bobo?
I don't really know.
[suspenseful music]
I said no contact.
This better be good.
Look, there's two of them, a man and a woman,
asking all about Mickey.
It ain't no coincidence.
And if you don't do something about it, I'm gonna--
You'll what?
They've been hanging out with two other riders at every stop.
Who?
Some Nip rocket rider and that Shadow Boy of yours.
Well, we'll just have to have them checked out as well.
I'm telling you, they know something.
And I'm telling you you're overreacting.
Panic is the surest sign of failure.
Look, I am tired of all your book bull, Crane.
I am not going down for you.
Come on, we're getting out of here.
What? Hey!
Look, we can't just pack up and go.
You get it together, or I'm leaving you here.
DOUG: Bobo, are you going somewhere?
Maybe you'd better start telling us about Mickey.
Oh!
[grunting]
I'm gonna take him back to the chapel.
Somebody's gotta ride his bike.
Oh, but, Penhall, no way.
I-- I--
Just-- just go slow and-- and stay on the back roads.
But--
[suspenseful music]
Time for a ride, fellas.
I can't believe that Crane's letting us test
his new off-road prototypes.
I mean, these tuners store up so much horsepower out of these,
you're gonna have to tie yourself on, man.
Well, we're just guinea pigs.
You know?
Well, oink oink, dudes.
It's time to rock.
Oh, and, hey.
Look.
Check for those cables coming out the power poles, all right?
You can lose your head if you're not looking.
Thanks for the bike.
Oh, you're welcome.
I told you I'd get you a good ride.
I wouldn't want anything to happen to my Shadow.
[engine revving]
[engines rumbling]
[rock music]
[tires screeching]
Damn!
You know, if Crane's on to us, he's on to them too.
And he's gonna want to keep Bobo quiet.
How fast will these things go?
There's only one way to find out.
[rock music]
[suspenseful music]
[sighs]
You wanna take these things off me?
No way.
Come on, man.
Where am I gonna go, huh?
I don't want to find out.
Look, I gotta hit the can, OK?
Swallow it, man, I'm busy.
Bathroom?
Around the corner.
Uh, somebody in there though.
There always is.
[ominous music]
Doug!
[muffled yelling]
DOUG: Hey!
I should've never left him, man.
Never leave a prisoner unattended.
Did you get any kind of a look at them?
No.
It could have happened to any one of us, Penhall.
He was our one shot at Crane.
Maybe Bobo will turn up.
He's dead, just like Mickey, and we all know it.
So what now?
Are we just gonna throw in the towel?
We just lost our only witness.
Maybe.
Maybe not.
I saw Wanda leave the campsite in a real hurry
just before I left.
She was just as nervous as Bobo
every time we mentioned Mickey.
OK.
So what's the plan?
[phone ringing]
Polish Pleasure Palace.
Hanson?
Cap'n.
A little humor.
Very little.
Look, Tom, we're gonna need your help.
We're looking for a witness.
You tell Crane I don't know nothing and I'm leaving town.
Crane didn't send me.
I-- I'm a cop.
Oh, great.
You guys started this whole damn mess.
And now Bobo is rotting in some jail cell and I gotta--
Bobo didn't make it to jail either.
What?
Crane's men picked him up on the road.
Oh my god.
Wanda, you gotta tell us what you know.
The hell I do.
What do you know about Mickey's murder?
Nothing!
Crane killed Bobo because of what he knew.
Do you think he's just gonna let you go?
He can't hurt me if he can't find me.
You saw it, didn't you?
Shut up!
Well, think about it.
He's gonna track you down.
You'll never be safe.
If you testify, you can put him away for good.
He'd kill me first.
He'll kill you anyway.
You can stop him.
No, I can't.
No one can.
Crane's hurt a lot of people and he's gonna hurt a lot more.
Are you gonna be able to live with that?
I hope so.
[solemn music]
Anyone want some clams?
I had a craving.
They found Bobo, guys.
Accidental drowning.
They found the empty vehicle nearby.
Stolen, no prints.
I'd kill him if I could!
When I was a kid I asked my dad,
you know, why he became a cop.
He said, 'cause someone has to stop the bad guys.
Crane had Bo--
Bobo kill Mickey.
I saw the whole thing from the van.
Crane just stood there and watched.
[ominous music]
REPORTER: Our top story tonight comes from Wall Street, where
entrepreneur Raymond Crane's empire
took a fall today, followed by his arrest for murder.
Charges were filed when an unidentified witness came
forward with information linking Crane to the death of Mickey
Maxwell, the late brother of singer
and former Outlaw Girl Tina Maxwell.
Crane Organization's stock hit an all-time low of 22 and 3/8
before the giant Tashima corporation of Japan
began buying it up in an apparent takeover bid.
Tashima is now majority stockholder
of the multi-billion dollar company
that Raymond Crane built from a single real estate
holding over 25 years ago.
Analysts say that even if Crane is not found guilty
of the charges, the damage to his personal holdings
is irreparable.
It will take Crane years, if ever,
to regain what he has lost in a single day.
[music playing]
[theme music]
THEME SONG: Jump!
Jump!
[music playing]