What's taking him so long?
He's a little nervous.
I wanted to come up the front steps.
I told you, the press is out there.
There's some people out there that could hurt you.
I'm not afraid of those mobsters.
Well, you should be.
They make their point with bullets.
[chatter]
Let's take the other elevator.
They call this music?
It sounds like somebody about to press in on our secret.
Ah, OK.
Stay behind me.
Keep your head down.
REPORTER 1: Here they come. - Ah, give us a break.
OK, OK. REPORTER 1: Are you frightened?
You're the only disc jockey in the state
willing to testify that Payola Drog is a known mobster.
Well, isn't that a mouthful?
Back up.
Everybody, please, give us some room.
REPORTER 2: Mr. Stevenson, over here.
Come on, just back up! REPORTER 2: One quick question.
Over here. REPORTER 3: Mr. Stevenson.
Gun! [gunshot]
[screaming]
REPORTER 3: What's going on?
Is he OK?
REPORTER 2: He got hit.
[chatter]
[suspenseful music playing]
[MUSIC - HOLLY ROBINSON, "21 JUMP STREET THEME"]
[SINGING] We never thought we'd
find a place where we belong.
Don't have to stand alone.
We'll never let you down.
Don't need permission to decide what you believe.
Oh, I said jump, down on Jump Street.
I say 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 was hopeless, a decision is what you need.
You better be ready to, be ready to jump.
21 Jump Street.
Can you give me a description of the shooter?
[chatter]
FULLER: Penhall, you'd better have that taken care of.
Is that an order?
Thanks.
No, it's not an order.
But you should see a doctor.
I'm just winged.
I'm all right.
Doug.
Captain, I'd be the first one to tell you if something
was wrong, wouldn't I?
But you're not coming into the station today, all right?
OK.
Take the rest of the day off.
Relax.
I will.
Go see your kid.
Yeah.
Listen, next time the state boys need
volunteer temporary assignments, forget my name, OK?
[laughs] Whew!
Done.
But I want my Uncle Doug.
Oh, you just come with me for now.
He told me to never--
to never go anywhere with people I don't know.
That's all right, Clavo.
I'm with the county.
And we're gonna see that you're taken care of.
OK?
Hey, what's going on?
That's my kid.
Lady, hey, you just can't take my kid!
Hey, what do you think you're--
CLAVO: I want my Uncle Doug.
Doug, I want my Uncle Doug.
They can't hear me.
What does a person think about when they're in a coma?
I don't know.
They say it's a deep sleep.
Maybe he's dreaming.
Good dreams?
Sure.
When will he wake up?
That's a hard question to answer.
Maybe the doctor can tell us about when
my brother will wake up.
Mr. Penhall, can I speak to you privately?
Clavo, I'm gonna be right outside.
It's your turn to hold his hand.
So what's the ETA of when my brother
will be back on his feet?
Mr. Penhall, can your parents be reached?
Uh, my parents are both dead.
Why?
I told you we removed the bullet in the ER.
But there's been subsequent swelling of the brain.
Fluid is collecting to such a degree
that it could eventuate in his death.
I want to operate to alleviate the pressure.
So operate.
There is a possibility that the operation
itself could kill him.
Wait, you just--
you're saying either way he could die
and that I have to decide.
DOCTOR: You're the next of kin, yes.
Maybe I should think about it.
Can I think about it?
All right.
But if we do operate, I'd like to do it in the next 24 hours.
What about the witness, that disc jockey, where's he?
Home with a case of amnesia.
Wait a minute, he isn't going to testify against the mob?
Like the man said to the state's attorney, "What mob?"
While Penhall is in the hospital
from protecting this guy.
That ain't right.
State has no case, right, captain?
We can't find not one station manager or disc jockey
to testify that payola exists.
State's attorney asked me if any of my undercover unit
would go into a college station, sting these guys.
That's out of our jurisdiction, isn't it?
That's what I told the state's attorney.
And we're booked solid with our cases.
It's also what I told the state's attorney.
So when can you start?
Any time.
Anywhere.
That's what I told the state's attorney.
I've never made an important decision in my life.
I always buy things in plaid because I
can never decide on one color.
Doug always made the important decisions, anyway,
I mean, when to eat, where to move to, when to put
my father in for a dry out.
Wow, I could use a talk with my old man right about now.
I mean, he's usually so sauced, he didn't even know who I was.
But I could use his rotten advice right now.
Do you know what I'm afraid of, father?
I'm afraid that if I make the wrong decision here,
Doug will beat the crap out of me in hell.
Why do you assume you're going to hell?
[laughs] You haven't heard my other confessions.
Father, don't think I'm a dink or anything,
but do you ever hear God in that little room yours?
Hear him how?
I mean, if I sit here long enough,
will I get the right answer?
You must listen to your heart.
I'd rather listen to God.
I came all this way in crosstown traffic.
Listen to your heart.
Listen to my heart?
OK, then what?
That is everything.
God speaks to us through our hearts.
Yeah?
Then how come I have never heard him?
Perhaps because you were too busy deciding if you were
going to ignore what you heard.
Wow!
[laughs] This is Mac the Attack talking at you
live from WATB, the "what it be" station.
Hey, if you were calling in on that last one and you heard it,
tell me if you like it.
Tell me if I should jam it or ban it.
[horn blowing]
Ha!
That'll teach you to get too close to the radio.
[laughing]
Well, you, you, shut up, you.
I hate those guys.
They're a bunch of jerks.
I hate sycophants, don't you?
Gosh, you know, that's a big word for suck-ups.
Anyway, it's 58 degrees out here.
And you're listening to WATB, the "what it be" station.
Didn't I already say that?
Plug, plug, plug.
All right, this is the very best college station
in the entire university.
That's not saying much considering it's the only one.
Why don't you give me a call here
and let me know if you like this next new song.
[MUSIC - THE OCEAN BLUE, "BETWEEN
SOMETHING AND NOTHING"]
Excuse me, do you know where the station manager is?
I'm an independent promoter.
I'm the station manager.
What happened to the last one, Audrey?
Transferred.
That's too bad.
I liked Audrey.
I'm on a tight schedule.
You want to come in the office?
Thanks.
My name is Barry Wells.
Nice flowers, miss?
Harris.
I get flowers every day from some label out of New York.
They actually think that'll make me play their records.
Some people, no respect for a professional ear.
Not like you, though, huh?
That's right, Miss Harris.
It's by a group called X-ray Gorillas.
Great group of guys, great sound.
Yeah, I think I heard them my first day here.
Did you?
What'd you think?
Remember that trash I was just throwing out?
Come on, give 'em another chance.
They're gonna be huge.
Then you can tell me how wrong I was.
But they're not gonna get their start on my station.
Look, why don't we go to lunch?
I'll pop the cassette in the car radio.
It'll sound different on the open road.
Mr. Wells, my daddy was a salesman, 20 years.
You're gonna have to do a lot better than that.
Play this tape if you want to stay healthy.
Oh, I like that approach.
I'm serious.
Put this on the air or you will regret it.
Get out of my office.
You are making a big mistake.
Want to tell this to campus police?
Or you just want to get out of my office?
MAC [ON RADIO]: "Between Something and Nothing"
is the title of that song.
And now, ho, campus update.
Greek Street's having an open-house party
Saturday the 8th.
Stay sober.
Take it from Mac the Attack, being drunk is so, so uncool.
[bell ringing]
I was never late until today.
Sorry, Clavo.
I'll call your teacher and explain.
Doug always gets me here early.
Well, I didn't know it was so hard to make
a left turn over there.
Doug takes the back way.
Good.
You got your books and your pencils?
- Yeah. - Great.
Now, get to class.
Tell your teacher it was my fault.
Can't I go to the hospital with you?
No, no, Doug would want you in school.
Listen, if I decide, if Doug goes into surgery,
I'll come and get you.
- Promise? - Scout's honor.
Now get in there.
That's not what you say.
It's not?
What do I say?
Study hard, be good.
OK, study hard, be good.
No, that's not how.
That's not how!
Clavo, What is it?
What's the matter?
Doug watches me till I get in.
I turn, we wave, and then he gets into his truck.
I apologize, Clavo.
I got a lot of things on my brain here.
There's no teachers.
I should've waited for you anyway.
And I don't know about the things you and Doug do.
I wish I did.
I wish I could be half the guy for you that he is.
But I'm not.
And if something happens to Doug,
do you understand what I'm saying here?
And if things don't turn out the way that we'd like them to,
well, you're just gonna have to be more patient with me,
OK, Spanky?
OK.
[laughs] Get outta here.
[mysterious music playing]
[distorted voices]
[wind rushing]
Captain Fuller, I'm so glad to see you.
Everyone always says that.
How's your head?
I think I was more than just winged.
What are we doing here?
Where is here?
You ask far too many questions.
Relax.
Enjoy the place.
How can I enjoy anything when the county people took my kid?
Hey, do you think you could help me
out with that, Captain Fuller?
My name's not Fuller, my friend.
I'm kind of the--
the club manager here.
You're Adam Fuller.
Jump street, roll call, 7 o'clock.
The name is Peter, St. Peter, actually, but I hate to brag.
Where is the camera?
I'm on film, right?
Somebody's filming me, right?
When you're finished walking the grounds,
I'll be in the clubhouse right over there.
What about my kid?
If you'll do as I say and stop jawboning, you'll find out.
MR. PENHALL: Fore!
Fore.
Whoa, last time I saw somebody golf that bad was my old man.
Pop?
What the hell!
Not hell, it's purgatory.
Come again?
I've been trying to shoot my way out of this place
since I got here.
Sometimes I get the ball up on the rough,
then it rolls back down again.
You don't have to be a golfer to know that's purgatory, do you?
How can you be talking to me?
You're dead.
Don't rub it in.
Am I dead?
Am I in purgatory?
I got my own problems.
Yeah, just like when you were alive.
Yeah, selfish me.
I've had enough time to think about that since I've
been in this godforsaken trap.
Let that be a lesson to you.
Who are you to give me lessons in fatherhood?
There has to be some reason for me
being here apart from the sheer, repetitive hell of it.
[horn honking]
Marta?
Will somebody slap me, please?
How can you joke at a time like this?
My wife is not standing right here in front of me.
Of course I am.
Marta, I missed you so.
We have no time for this.
Get on.
- OK. - Get on.
All right.
Uh, you look good for having been dead two years.
You are supposed to be taking care of Clavo.
You'll see what I mean, Douglas.
Douglas, this is what will happen
if you don't do something. - Well, I tried.
They can't hear me.
No, I'm not talking about now.
Can you think of a better time?
Watch.
Who's that guy?
I don't like the looks of him.
This is what will become of Clavo.
Immigration?
You can't take him back to El Salvador.
His aunt is an enemy of the government.
They killed her two years ago.
No, he can't go back. Don't take him back.
Hey, sh.
It will all be over soon, Douglas.
Sh.
It'll all be over soon.
NURSE: OK, let's go.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Mr. Penhall, I told you when you
left you couldn't come in here.
The principal made me sign for him before I
could get him out of school.
You're going to have to leave.
You're contaminating a sterile area.
The boy wants to say goodbye, one goodbye.
OK.
[somber music playing]
OK.
I was just getting to know you again.
[chatter]
[distorted voices]
[MUSIC - MARY'S DANISH, "DON'T CRASH THE CAR TONIGHT"]
Here's the tape.
I'll bring you the rest of the money next swing through.
You know, I'm gonna like doing business with you.
Your greed is so much like my own.
I'm touched, truly.
I'll see you when you have the rest of the cash.
[SINGING] But now it seems too much for you.
Why don't you give it a try?
Don't turn on the light.
Now, darling, I don't want to see your face if you can't--
I saw our friend leave.
Yeah, he took the bait.
Any word on Penhall?
Well, I tried to reach Joey at the hospital,
but the switchboard is just giving me the run-around,
you know.
Well, you want to swing by the hospital after this?
Sure, and then we could--
What is it?
I was gonna say why don't we go pick up Penhall on the way.
It's just, Mac, we've been working together for five years
now.
And it's just hard for me to think of him as being--
it's just hard for me think of him just not being here.
Yeah, I know.
NURSE [ON INTERCOM]: Doctor Zuniga to radiology.
Uncle Joey?
NURSE [ON INTERCOM]: Doctor Zuniga to radiology.
What's going on, Clavo?
I want to go home.
But Doug might wake up.
I want to go.
I want to go home.
Let me see what I can do, OK, pal?
Damn, this thing is a sieve.
What his BP?
It was 120 with a pulse of one--
Uh-oh, it's down to 95 with a 130.
I don't like that.
Let's step up the pace here.
[wind blowing]
Can't let you go in there, pal.
Uh, I need to use the clubhouse phone.
Immigration, they have Clavo.
I still can't let you in.
I'm sick and tired of this place.
Everybody I run into, they give me flak.
And my head's killing me.
Sorry, but I've got a list of all the new members.
And you're not on it.
Are you saying that heaven is a clubhouse and I can't get in?
You're supposed to walk the grounds some more.
Well, people just walk around till its--
till it's their time?
Some people never get in.
All right, now wait a minute.
Are you saying I'm gonna go to hell?
You're asking all the wrong questions.
You are supposed to walk around some more.
Could you talk to him?
Tell him-- tell him I need help.
Tell him my kid needs help.
Walk around.
Remember everything you see.
But Clavo, he needs help.
All the more reason to remember
everything you see here.
Rough job.
Douglas James.
Mom?
Greens keeping with cuticle scissors?
Let me guess, this is your hell for bailing out
when you had two kids to raise.
The hell was being away from you boys.
This, this is so I don't go crazy thinking about it.
You've got quite a mouth on you since I saw you last.
I'm sorry.
It was either that or let pop walk all over me.
Then I'm glad you got the mouth.
Did you hurt yourself?
Oh, yeah, today at work.
You got so tall.
A lot of things have happened.
You should have stuck around.
Yeah, well, you have a right to be angry.
Just don't make the same mistake with your boy.
Suicide is not really an option for me.
There are many ways to lose your life.
Sometimes you even get a warning.
I'm not going die, ma.
What do you think you're doing here?
Vacationing?
Your body is back on Earth this far away from dying,
a chip shot away.
How do you know this?
How should I know?
It's your coma.
[grunting]
[heartbeat thumping]
[cardiogram beeping]
Joey.
[snoring]
Joey!
Thanks for waiting up for me.
Joey!
Hey, little brother.
Doug!
You're here.
Yeah, how come?
You got shot at, man.
Oh, is that all?
I thought somebody took my kid.
Clavo's fine.
I sent him home with a sitter.
You need anything?
Water? Food?
Video games?
Where's Clavo?
I told you he's home.
No, no, something's wrong.
He would be here.
Everything's fine.
You've never been able to lie to me.
He won't come.
He said he's scared you're gonna die.
And he doesn't want to see you, even if you live.
And?
He saw an ad on TV for foster parents.
What?
He wants me to find him a new home.
I can't believe this.
NURSE [ON INTERCOM]: Dr. McClellan to radiology.
OK, all right, toward the chair here.
I'm aiming. You aim.
All right, I'm aiming.
Ugh, don't let him see me like this, OK?
I told him to wait down the hall with the nurse
till I got him.
OK, and then give us some time alone, all right?
I said I would.
OK, OK.
I didn't know he'd be so sick of you so soon.
Be right back.
Hey, kid.
How are you?
How you doing?
Yeah, that's what I heard.
I want to thank you for coming down.
I know how uncomfortable you are with me right now.
In fact, I think you're pretty angry, huh?
No, I'm not.
Oh, no?
So it's OK if I just go off and get shot at?
Everybody at school says that you are a hero.
Well, that's OK for them.
They all have moms and dads.
I can be a hero to them.
You know, I'd be real angry at my pop
if he went off and got shot at at his job.
You would?
Honest?
Yeah, there's no three ways about it.
You know, we usually get most angry at the people we love.
I'm really mad at you.
OK.
That's good.
That's good that you're mad at me.
Listen, I got some news and I think it's gonna make
you a lot happier, all right?
I think that it's better for both of us if--
So if you want to, that's what I'm prepared to do.
OK?
Things look a lot better since I left.
Is this a happily-ever-after-ending
story or what?
Yeah, I think it is.
Yeah.
Hey, whoo, hi everybody out there.
Today's temp is a whopping 53 degrees and
[slide whistle blowing] dropping.
The time, whoa, it's later than you think.
You're listening to WATB, the "what it be" station.
All right, bet you can't say that five times fast, huh?
Hey, [lips trilling] This is Mac the Attack talking at you live.
Tell me what you think about this next song.
Should I, like, I don't know, jam it or kind of ban it?
[music playing]
Now, where were we?
I got the money, you're gonna play my song.
Yeah, $500, right?
That's what we agreed on.
You know, I was getting to think about my food bills,
Bear, and I think I'd be more comfortable with an even 1,000.
That's 200 more than I offered you.
Now you take it or something very bad
is gonna come your way.
Hey, hey, chill, chill, chill, Bear.
I was just doing a little bartering, you know?
Not in the building.
OK, your song will play next.
Why don't we go conclude business.
You know the hell of it?
This has been a waste of my money.
I mean, the song is going to be a hit
with or without your play.
You really think so, huh, Bar?
I wouldn't BS you.
Let me tell you the truth.
I got a recording that's even better than the one
you gave me.
Barry, babe, how's business?
Did I tell you that Judy here is an electronics whiz?
A tape of your conversation.
We're gonna call it "payola."
I think that's a catchy title, don't you?
It's gonna be number one with a bullet, Bar.
You're messing with the wrong people.
Yeah, like who?
Give us a name.
All right, Mac, chill out now.
Chill out.
He knows who shot at Penhall.
You know he knows.
Who's Penhall?
Oh, he's insulting us now!
Will you let me cuff the man?
I'm trying to arrest him.
You're under arrest.
He's resisting arrest.
He's not resisting.
Are you resisting me, punk?
Huh?
You always got to go ballistic, always.
Excuse me, one minute.
Look, we take him in clean, we don't get a name.
I'm not bringing another battered arrest in again,
I'm not.
What?
Five minutes, that's all I want?
You gonna break any bones?
Four minutes.
Hey, hold on.
You disable this one, I'm taking my name off the collar.
Hey, just a second.
No permanent damage.
I'll give you the name of the shooter.
It's Levinson.
Levinson what?
This guy out of Miami, that's all I know.
If you're lying, I can't control him next time.
I'm not.
Good.
Come on.
Oh, great, there's your ride right now.
We timed our act perfectly.
Way to go.
Act?
What act?
The oldest one in the book, Bar.
Hey, thanks, for giving us a name, huh?
Watch your head getting in that door there.
[police radio chatter]
[laughing]
Heard you got my shooter.
Good job.
It was a sweet collar, buddy.
It was real sweet.
Joey sleep in this morning, Penhall?
He's up in the locker room.
He's not having a very good day.
All right, we'll fill him in later.
OK, folks, let's get down to the first case of the day shall we?
Before we start, I'd like to say something, something I
thought that I would never say.
Uh, I'm retiring from the force.
It's nothing personal.
It's just something I got to do.
Here's my weapon and, uh--
and my badge.
It has been an honor serving with you.
You are truly the finest.
Well, I'm glad any time one of my officers
can leave here alive.
I do have one rule though.
I never say goodbye.
I think I'll take an early lunch.
No goodbyes.
Not a one.
Well, it's-- it's been great serving with you.
I'm just, I'm sorry it wasn't longer.
You have a little, uh--
What?
Some cream cheese.
- What, this? - Yeah.
Are you gonna be OK?
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I got a job.
You know, there's a guy I went to the academy with.
He wants me to go in on a bowling alley with him.
32 lanes he's got, so, you know, it's a good deal.
All right.
Well.
I'll see ya, huh?
Mm-hm.
It's OK.
It's your life.
You and me been through a lot together.
I'm not just talking about the busts.
I didn't even like you the first time I met you.
You remember that day?
You were this skinny little girl
telling me how she was a cop.
How are you feeling?
Oh, a lot better.
You know you shouldn't read too much,
eye strain and everything.
Yeah, the doctor said that.
You know, you got your cable.
You could watch your sports.
You still got to help me out with the VCR timer thingy.
Doug, I must have showed you 10 times.
I even drew you directions.
I know.
You know, I like the artwork on it a lot.
But I'm still missing all my favorite cartoons.
On the worst day, you could still make me laugh.
I really hate you for leaving.
I hate you.
Yeah.
I know.
I hate you, too.
Here, and this and this.
All your crap, take it.
Hit the road.
What's your problem?
Oh, you always said that I ran out, that I quit.
Look at you.
I got a responsibility to the kid.
What if the bullet doesn't miss next time?
I'd take care of Clavo.
You know, we did all right.
I love you, Joey, but you could barely keep
the two of you in clean socks.
You can't leave.
You're my brother.
Grow up, be a man.
The kid needs me.
So you're gonna leave all of this
to work in a bowling alley in Bumble Rock, USA.
Well, I mean, it's half ownership.
It's just down in Philly.
You could drive down on the weekends between commendations.
I'm sorry, I just--
you know, we've been apart for five years.
And you can do whatever you want.
But I felt like I was just getting to know you.
And-- and you're the only family I got.
I'm always gonna be your brother.
How's your head?
When you're not driving me crazy, it's OK.
Uncle Doug.
Hey, Clavo.
Thanks a lot, Sam.
Come here, kid.
OK.
Remember when I told you Joey was the second best cop
on the force? - Yes.
Well, now he's the first best cop on the force.
You want to give him a kiss?
You little punk.
So now am I supposed to kiss you?
Oh, no, don't be a knuckle head.
Here, hold on a second, OK?
OK, eat right.
Drive carefully.
I want you to have this, OK?
No.
Come on. - It's good luck.
Here, I wasn't wearing it when I got shot, all right?
And mom would've wanted you to have it.
[music playing]