“If this was a cowboy movie, I’d give ya my boots.”
Oh, that’s brilliant, Starsky! We’re fuckin’ dyin’ here and the best you can do is a stupid reference to childhood escapism? Tell him, for Chris’ sake! Sure, the squad room’s fulla people. Even that woman behind ya, lookin’ at mug shots, but tell ‘im! Probably never gonna get another chance. Puttin’ our hand out there, that’s good.
“You’re my pal, Hutch.”
That’s a start, but he can’t… Holy shit! He didn’t leave it lyin’ like a stranded fish, he took it! We gotta live through this now. We just gotta!
Wait! What the hell did she say?
“Lady! Lady, please. I’m busy…”
Pay attention, Starsky! Listen to what she’s sayin’. Hutch sure as Hell is. She recognizes someone. Bellamy! It was Bellamy all along? Oh, shit! Fuck! And God-bloody-damn! We were there hours ago! But we missed something.
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