CI5 become aware of an assassination plot involving a rifle with a range of over two miles. But where is the gunman and who is his target?
- Doyle Martin Shaw
[Heading to meet one of Doyle's old contacts]
What do you know about Greeks, Bodie?
The fellows all dance together and the cops shave their heads.
They are a tight-knit community.
Yeah — ghetto time.
Don't knock it. Ghetto means being able to depend on your own kind.
So you and me are a mobile ghetto, eh?
Bodie: he didn't ask you to dance, hm? I think you've offended him.
he didn't ask you to dance, hm? I think you've offended him.
Should have seen me in my prime.
Now seriously, Ray, you were great back there, you know. So cool, in command. Good trick, that.
That's not a trick. It's just being...offensive.
[Bodie and Doyle working late at HQ]
It's a secretary's job. Or a job that needs a secretary. How 'bout Betty — come on, let's get her along.
Oh, Betty's left. She left for home hours ago. Anyway, it'd ruin your concentration, starting a new romance now.
New? For an ex-cop you rate low in observation, Doyle.
I'm puzzled. If you thought we were off duty, why'd you come looking for us in the rest room?
Because there's one thing you and I share, Bodie.
Eh? We share an animal instinct. A nose for trouble. You too, Doyle. You can't teach it, you can't learn it. You've either got it or you haven't got it.