Car chase continues. Mark and the judge finally corner the bad guys. Mark shoots the tire out with the shotgun.
MARK: Freeze!
HARDCASTLE: (brandishing the handgun)Get your hands on top of your heads and get out of there. Come on out of there, boys, real easy. Hands on top of your heads. On top of your heads! Over here on the hood. Come on you know what to do. Spread 'em.
Cop car pulls up.
COP 2: Good morning, Judge. What do we got here?
HARDCASTLE: These guys pulled a B&E at my house, assault with attempt to commit murder, attempted kidnappin'.
COP 2: You're under arrest. You have the right to remain silent...
HARDCASTLE: Hold it just a minute. You got the miranda printed on a card. Don't recite it.
COP 2: Well, uh, Lou read 'em their rights.
COP 1: I left mine in my locker, Ed.
HARDCASTLE: Don't you guys know this bust can get thrown out if you don't read 'em the miranda from the card? What's the matter with you?
ED(COP 2): Well it's in the other uniform. The wife sent it to the laundry.
HARDCASTLE: Use mine.
ED(COP 2): Oh, thank you, Judge. (reading from card) You, uh, you have the right to remain silent. If you give up the right to remain silent, anything you say can...
HARDCASTLE: (to Lou(COP 1)) You take 'em in, and tell Sargeant Miller to call me at my house and let me know what you get out 'em. (to McCormick) All right, I want a shot at my twenty. What do you got?
MARK: You can't be serio...
HARDCASTLE: Come on, what do you got?
Mark and the judge are taking their pulse. Scene temporarily switches back to the cops.
ED(COP 2): That crazy old buzzard had the miranda in his underwear.
MARK: 92.
HARDCASTLE: Ha, I gotcha. 88. Let's go McCormick.
MARK: I'll walk.
Change scene to a parking garage. A man exits a car and climbs into the back of a black Rolls Royce. We recognize Martin Cody from part one.
MAN: I just talked to our man on the inside. Those two goons blew it. Don't worry, Mr. Cody. I hired 'em out of Detroit. They can't connect us.
CODY: This thing's getting so sloppy, we're gonna have to serve it with a spoon. My whole manufacturing arrangement goes into the toilet in unless I have the Coyote to show my investors.
MAN: I'll straighten it out.
CODY: If I don't get the Coyote by tomorrow, my investors are going to walk. Get it. I don't care how. Get it!
Change scene to Gulls Way, Hardcastle's estate, specifically the gate house.
SARA: (about the Picasso) Oh, this was Mrs. Hardcastle's favorite painting.
HARDCASTLE: No, that's not the one. She liked the guy in the pink tights.
SARA: Look at this place. This ex-con is here one night, and it's completely destroyed.
HARDCASTLE: (to Mark)That call came from the precinct. The two guys are just guns so they don't even know who hired 'em. They had orders to take you down to the docks and leave you in the trunk of the car.
SARA: (to Mark, slapping his feet) Get your feet off.
HARDCASTLE: Which I guess is the truth. It checked out on a polygraph. Now listen, Cody wants his car back. He knows you stole it. He hires those two guys to kidnap you. What does that say?
MARK: It tells me he's getting pretty desperate.
HARDCASTLE: Right and he wants it bad enough so he's gonna commit an assault and a kidnapping. Which brings us back to you. Where is the Cody Coyote?
MARK: Judge, I told you. I'm not making restitution.
HARDCASTLE: Think of the car as bait will ya? Okay, if he's desperate enought to do what he did last night, then he's gonna step over the line again, and we're ready for him, and we grab him.
MARK: Judge, the trouble with that is, if I give you the car back, you're a judge, it's stolen property. You have to keep it. You have to turn it over to the state, and we don't see it again.
HARDCASTLE: No, I book it as evidence then we can use it.
MARK: As evidence?
HARDCASTLE: It's a material exhibit in a pending case, yours. If we can prove Cody stole it from Flip then it gets returned back over to Flip's estate.
MARK: Is that legal?
HARDCASTLE: Look who's worried about legal.
SARA: Huh.
MARK: Okay, I'll do it. Sara. Saara(draws the word out). Look. Look, how come it's okay for old Hardcastle to put his feet up on the coffee table, but when I do it you break my ankle?
HARDCASTLE: Because it's old Hardcastle's table, that's why.
Scene changes to Barbara bringing the Coyote to Gulls Way. She stops just inside the gates and picks Mark up.
MARK: Did you have any trouble finding this place?
BARBARA: No, but Mark what's going on? I've been worried sick about you.
MARK: Well, I made kind of a wrong turn, and I ran into none other than Judge Milton C. Hardcastle.
BARBARA: "Hardcase" Hardcastle? The same judge that sent you to prison for a crime you didn't commit?
HARDCASTLE: (standing outside driver's side window) The very same Ms. Johnson. Now he did commit the crime. That Porsche was registered to Melinda Marshall. The fact that they were cohabitating at the time was irrelevent. The fact that he signed it over to her is plain stupid.
MARK: Isn't he great?
HARDCASTLE: Absolutely.
BARBARA: I'm not so sure.
HARDCASTLE: Listen, I understand you think this uh this Cody guy might have had something to do with what happened to your father.
MARK: The judge and I made kind of a unique arrangement. He lets me find out about Cody, and in return I have to agree to work for him in a kind of slave labor program for the rest of my life.
BARBARA: What?
HARDCASTLE: (uncovering the Coyote)Now is that a street monster or not. Listen we haven't got a whole lot of time. Cody's in Vegas if we're gonna catch him, we have to go up there.
BARBARA: I wanna go.
HARDCASTLE: That would give me infinite pleasure, but we're gonna use my pick-up to pull that car.
MARK: Why? That thing's a piece of iron. Just use this.
HARDCASTLE: That piece of iron's got a government plate and a police sticker on the bumper which will come in handy in case the Highway Patrol wants to pull us over. Now get that chain off of there.
MARK: This guy's got an answer for everything.
HARDCASTLE: Now you're cookin'.
BARBARA: Wait a minute, how are we gonna prove anything against Cody. We don't have a shred of evidence.
HARDCASTLE: Well, I think this Vetromile will be our best bet. He lied to you(pointing at Mark) about driving that car which was a dumb lie cause you(pointing at Barbara) knew better. Now dumb people make easy mistakes. Now maybe we can just jam him up.
MARK: Wait what is this we? Now you're not thinking of coming along with us? Judge really.
HARDCASTLE: I wouldn't miss it for the world.
MARK: Aw come on Judge, I mean don't you have a court calendar and cases and things like that? An important guy like you can't be running around. You got important work to do, right? Uh hunt 'em, hear 'em, and hang 'em, Hardcastle.
HARDCASTLE: I'm going, hotshot.
MARK: Come on, Judge, please let's be honest.
HARDCASTLE: Forget honesty, let's talk legal. Now you're a two time loser with a third case hanging fire which means if you leave the state your in violatation of my judicial stay, and you're back in the county cooker by lunch. However, as the Judge hearing the case, I could fix it with your probation officer so's I take personal responsibility and guarantee your presence in his office at 5 o'clock on Friday. I might do that. I can, and I will if you don't give me too much heat about going to Vegas. Okay, sport. Now pick your poison.
MARK: Does anybody like you?
HARDCASTLE: I hope not.
BARBARA: I do.
HARDCASTLE: (playfully shaking Mark's chin) See.
MARK: (to Barbara) I don't wanna go to Vegas with him.
Scene changes to Las Vegas, nighttime.
BARBARA: (voice heard) We were up here last June for a meeting with the potential investors. Cody has a house out by the lake. Rick Vetromile has a small farm here. He likes to gamble at the Sahara. He's a real dice player.
HARDCASTLE: (voice heard)I was thinking I may have a way to snare 'im. Look for a drug store. I wanna buy a camera.
Scene changes to the inside of a casino. See Vetromile walking through the tables.
VOICE ON SPEAKER: Mr. Rick Vetromile you have a message at the front desk.
Scene changes to Mark pulling the Coyote in front of the hotel, and Vetromile coming out to meet him.
MARK: How ya doing, Rabbit?
VETROMILE: McCormick, do you have any idea how many guys are looking for this car?
MARK: Oh, I bet a lot.
VETROMILE: Cody's all set to show it off tomorrow at Caesar's Palace. Now all he's got is a crummy side show.
MARK: Yeah, he's in a pretty tough spot, isn't he? Not to mention a little angry, right?
VETROMILE: You got a lot of guts, kid. I mean Martin Cody's not a guy you want to fool around with.
MARK: I don't know if it's guts or just plain stupid, ya know?
Show Hardcastle and Barbara in Hardcastle's truck a little ways away. He's taking pictures with a Polaroid camera.
HARDCASTLE: Get out of the shot, stupid.
See Mark and Vetromile through the camera lens.
MARK: Listen Rabbit, I've got an idea that could get Cody out of that tough spot he's in.
Hardcastle is frustrated. He exits the truck.
HARDCASTLE: (to Barbara) I gotta get closer.
BARBARA: Be careful.
MARK: That's why I came to see ya.
HARDCASTLE: (sneakily trying to take pictures of Vetromile leaning over the car) Say cheese. (snaps pictures) Gotcha.
MARK: I need your help.
VETROMILE: Forget it, "Skid". I'm not touching anything that's got to do with Cody. He stuck it to me, man. I was going to drive the Coyote on the circuit, right? Cody backed out of that.
MARK: Well maybe if you had some leverage you could change his mind.
VETROMILE: What are you talking about?
MARK: What am I talking about? If you could get this car back for Cody, you might be able to negotiate your way right back into the driver's seat. Look Rabbit, let's face it. My ripping this car off was a bad idea. I've got my third federal rap hanging over my head. Cody already had a couple of goons drop in on me, and I'll I've got to show is a stolen car that everyone in the world is looking for. I'm hot. It's hot, and I wanna sell it back to him.
VETROMILE: It's your neck, Skid, but I don't think you're going to get within a mile of Cody.
MARK: All right, that's where you come in. I want you to go back to Cody, and tell him I want to make a deal. Tell him that if he gives me the same arrangement that Flip Johnson had with the Coyote, it's his. I'll give it back to him.
VETROMILE: Then what?
MARK: Then I'm gone, long gone, out of the country. You get to be a hero with Cody. Just tell him you won't arrange the deal unless you can race the car. Simple, huh?
VETROMILE: I don't know.
MARK: Think about it. Just think about it. (climbing in the car) She does ride nice, Rabbit. I'll be in touch, all right.
Scene changes to the following day to the race track with a grand stand with banners that read Cody Coyote. Cody's talking to Vetromile.
CODY: McCormick wants the same deal as Flip Johnson? Give it to him. I got people coming in from all over, all I got to show them is a slideshow. I need that car.
VETROMILE: You'll get the Coyote, but you have to guarantee I get a chance to race it. I want all the legal stuff signed this time. That's my deal.
CODY: You get me the car back. I'll give you anything you want.
VETROMILE: What about McCormick?
CODY: You want that ride so bad. Kill him. That's my deal.
Scene changes to Mark, Hardcastle and Barbara leaving their motel.
HARDCASTLE: Well, these pictures better work, kid. You just blew whatever case we had on Vetromile with an entrapment beef.
MARK: What are you talking about? I did exactly what you told me to.
HARDCASTLE: Yep.
MARK: Oh I get it. I get it. You know, you kill me. You really do. You've got all these rules and technicalities coming out the wazoo, and yet who has to go out and do all the dirty work? Me right?
HARDCASTLE: Right.
MARK: Right, right.
HARDCASTLE: Now you're cookin'.
MARK: I'm gettin' a little tired of you pulling the stakes out of my tent...
BARBARA: You guys will you just cut it out? Now what's our next move?
HARDCASTLE: We're gonna test(? probably stash the Coyote at Vetromile's place.
MARK: Now see that's illegal. I know that's illegal.
HARDCASTLE: That's not illegal. Vetromile's not gonna be a defendent. He's gonna be a witness. He's turning state's evidence. See how this is coming together? (to Barbara) Now you know where Vetromile's place is don't ya.
BARBARA: Yeah, it's right outside of town. We can be there in about five minutes.
HARDCASTLE: Good. Then hot shot's gonna pick up a rental car, and he's gonna have a nice little talk with Martin Cody. Now these(hands over the pictures to Mark) are the only cards we got. Don't play 'em 'til you need 'em.
MARK: Geez you take lousy pictures. (to Barbara) Look at this, out of focus, this one's too much head room, over exposed. Look at this.
HARDCASTLE: You're starting to grind my gears, McCormick.
MARK: If you can't find 'em, grind 'em.
Scene changes to Martin Cody leaving his house in a Mercedes, and Mark following in a rental. Mark pushes him off the road.
CODY: You're a very impulsive guy, Mr. McCormick.
MARK: Yeah, that's what I keep hearing, Mr. Cody.
CODY: Okay, I suppose you got something on your mind.
MARK: I wanna make a deal.
CODY: Why don't you just call me at the office on Monday.
MARK: This won't wait until Monday. I think Rick Vetromile is double crossing us both.
CODY: I don't have a clue what you're talking about.
MARK: Rick and I stole the Coyote together. How do you think I jumped your security at your Tusten plant? I wasn't just lucky. Rick gave me the layout.
CODY: Oh yeah? Why would he do that?
MARK: Because you promised him he could drive it on the circuit then you backed out on it. See Rick's not a very smart guy. He got a little angry. Dumb and angry tends to be a fatal combination.
CODY: I'll note that down.
MARK: I'll be straight with you, Mr. Cody. I wanted in on the act because I thought you ripped off Flip Johnson. I wasn't counting on the cops fingering me. If I get prosecuted for stealing that car, I'm going inside for a long, long time.
CODY: Hey, this all sounds like fiction to me.
MARK: Whatever it sounds like the fact is, Rick and I stole the Coyote together so we could sell it back to you, but I got a feeling he's doubling back on me now trying to force me out telling you that I want the same deal Flip had. That it? It was a lie.
CODY: I think you're playing games with me. You don't have any proof that Rick was involved in that theft. I mean it could all be some sort of scam.
MARK: If I could prove Rick was involved, what then?
CODY: You can't.
MARK: (pulling the pictures from his pocket) There he is, alone with the Coyote. Now that sign went up what, yesterday? Now if I'm lyin', how do you explain those photographs?
CODY: Where's the car?
MARK: Do we have a deal, Mr. Cody? A hundred thousand dollars and you drop all the charges against me.
CODY: You take me to the car, and we got a deal.
MARK: Pick me up in front of the Sahara in an hour.
Mark gets back in his car and leaves. Cody gets on his car phone.
CODY: Get me Joey Morgan.
Scene changes to an hour later. Mark's waiting in front of the Sahara. Three white cars approach. A man gives instructions by CB to the other cars.
MAN: That's him. You guys hang back until I need ya.
VOICE OVER THE CB: Okay Joey, we'll hang back.
JOEY: Mark McCormick?
MARK: Yeah?
JOEY: Yeah Mr. Cody asked me to swing by and pick you up. I understand you got something to show us.
MARK: Where's Cody?
JOEY: Uh, he doesn't handle this end of the bat(he pulls a gun).
MARK: Thought Cody had some style?
JOEY: Yeah we're fresh out of style today. Just get in and drive, huh.
Mark drives off at gunpoint. The judge and Barbara are in Hardcastle's pick-up watching, ready to follow.
BARBARA: Milt, that was not Martin Cody.
HARDCASTLE: I know. Guys like him don't like to get their hands dirty.
The three white cars drive out to Rick Vetromile's farm. Hardcastle and Barbara park on the road and watch. Mark's led to Vetromile's door at gunpoint.
JOEY: Knock.
VETROMILE: (opens door) Hey Joey, what...?
MARK: It's over.
VETROMILE: What's over?
MARK: He's knows about it, Rick.
VETROMILE: About what? What are you guys talking about?
MARK: I told him you and I stole the Coyote. I had to because you were gonna sell me out.
VETROMILE: What? What's this guy talking about?
JOEY: Come on, I'm getting tired of this. Where's the car?
VETROMILE: I don't have it. I don't have no car.
MARK: It's on the other side of the property.
JOEY: Let's go find it.
VETROMILE: Hey Joey, now listen to me. I don't have...I don't know what he's talking about. I wouldn't mess with you, Joey. There's nothin' out there. You gotta believe me. There's nothing out there, Joey. I'm tellin' ya.
JOEY: Move
VETROMILE: (hear voice as other two thugs head their direction) Hey Joey, now take it easy will ya. Come on I wouldn't mess with you guys. See there's no car out here. I wouldn't double cross you, Joey. There's nothing out here. Kid tell him. This is all junk cars, Joey. Just junk cars. (Mark pulls a tarp off the Coyote) You gotta believe me, Joey. I don't know how this got here. I wouldn't mess around with you guys. Joey, believe me.
Hardcastle calls in the cops.
HARDCASTLE: (on walkie talkie) Okay boys, now.
Hardcastle heads in. See patrol units with lights and sirens moving in.
JOEY: (to other thugs) You and me are gonna take Vetromile out in the desert along with this creep and drop them in a gopher hole.
MARK: Hey that ain't the deal.
JOEY: (sees Hardcastle's truck) Who is that? (see cop cars heading their way) Let's get out of here.
Mark goes after Vetromile. Cop cars arrive on scene.
VOICE OVER SPEAKER: This is the Nevada State Police. Everybody stay right where you are.
MARK: (to Vetromile) Did Cody kill flip?
VETROMILE: Yeah.
The three thugs jump into their cars and try to escape. Hardcastle shoots out two of the cars tires with a shotgun. Joey gets away. Hardcastle and cops are rounding the others up.
HARDCASTLE: Get out of there. Get out of there. Come on, move it.
MARK: Where's Morgan?
HARDCASTLE: Gone.
MARK: He got away? Listen Judge, he'll go right for Cody.
HARDCASTLE: Yeah.
BARBARA: Are you all right?
MARK: Yeah I'm fine.
HARDCASTLE: Don't fuss over him. That's how he got spoiled in the first place.
MARK: Listen, listen to me. It was Cody. Give me ten minutes all right before you call it in.
HARDCASTLE: Go get him. Go get him. (snapping his fingers after Mark takes off) Should have deputized him. Hey (makes like he's crossing himself. Barbara laughs.)
Mark jumps into the Coyote and takes off after Morgan and Cody. Morgan drives to the track where Cody is having his meeting with the investors.
CODY: I assure you. I assure you that the Cody Coyote will be here in just a few minutes. You'll be delighted with its design. It's quite fantastic really.
Morgan pulls up to the grand stand. Cody goes over to talk to him.
CODY: What's goin' on?
JOEY: It's over. The cops gpt Vetromile. He knows we tried to kill him, and he's gonna spill the whole deal. We got to get out of here. Come on, get in.
Cody jumps in the car and they take off. Mark's not far behind in the Coyote.
CODY: (trying to get a shot off) Hold it steady.
The two cars fly around the track, and end up on the road. Joey's car flips. Cop cars pull up to the scene followed by Judge Hardcastle. Mark jumps out and pulls Cody from the wreck.
HARDCASTLE: (to Mark) Wanna go for another twenty?
MARK: Oh, give me a break.
HARDCASTLE: Come on, what do you got?
MARK: 110.
HARDCASTLE: 96. Gotcha. You're out of shape.
MARK: I'm outta twenties.
HARDCASTLE: (to cop) Okay, wrap 'em up. Read 'em their rights.
COP: You're under arrest. You have the right to remain silent...
MARK: Hold it, hey, hold it. Hardcastle, you got your card on ya? Give me the card. (hands Hardcastle the twenty, takes the card and hands it to the cop) Here, here, read it off of the card pal. We don't want this one thrown out of court.
HARDCASTLE: Now you're cookin'.
COP: You have the right to remain silent. If you give up the right to remain silent...
Mark and the judge walk away. Scene changes to the Sahara. Hardcastle's truck in parked in front. Mark, Barbara and Hardcastle are inside the casino.
HARDCASTLE: (on phone) Just tell Judge Robinson Judge Hardcastle wants the writs filed right away. No we'll extradite Cody back to L.A. for murder one. After that, you guys can roust him back here for whatever we dig up on him. Right. No. Goodbye.
Mark and Barbara are at one of the gaming tables. He's just won.
MARK: (to Barbara) What's Hardcastle doing? Fixing parking tickets?
BARBARA: No he's on the phone with a local judge. I can't believe it. He knows everybody. He's sort of a judicial celebrity.
MARK: The long arm of the law. Long on arms short on intellect.
HARDCASTLE: I heard that one, kiddo. You better start showing a little respect for the bench or we're gonna be settin' a new precedent here--McCormick vs. Hardcastle, and you haven't got a chance.
MARK: Blackjack! A chance what are yout talking about here?
HARDCASTLE: (reaching over and collecting the chips) Well, this must be my lucky day, Blackjack.
MARK: What? Wait a minute, what are you doing here? What are you doing?
HARDCASTLE: You can't be gambling in casinos, kid. It's against the law. You're on probation.
MARK: Wait.
They all leave the table.
HARDCASTLE: (to Barbara) Cody's gonna be shipped back to L.A. to stand trial for your dad's murder. (to Mark) Vetromile's turned state's evidence just like I told you. Well we got a great case, no loopholes.
BARBARA: Thank you (kisses him on the cheek).
HARDCASTLE: (handing her a set of keys) Here you go. It's the Johnson Coyote now.
MARK: (Barbara hands him the keys) What's this?
BARBARA: I want you to have it.
MARK: Barbara, I can't take this.
BARBARA: Mark, I want you to have it. I want you to have something to remember me by when I go to law school. (She kisses him)
HARDCASTLE: I'd take the car if I were you. It's Friday remember?
MARK: Yeah, so what?
HARDCASTLE: (rolls his eyes) You've got an appointment with your probation officer at 5 o'clock. You don't make it, you're going back in the slammer.
MARK: Aw, come on, I'm with the judge presiding over the case. Doesn't...
HARDCASTLE: Not my end of the rope, kid. We got a whole system here. It's gonna work, we gotta stick by the rules. Now the Judge rides the bench. Prosecutor squeezes the trash, and a probation officer sits on it.
Hardcastle and Mark unload the Coyote from the trailer.
HARDCASTLE: (looks at watch) Well, you got three hours for a five hour drive. You're not gonna do that without breaking a double nickel.
MARK: That's right.
HARDCASTLE: Now be ready to roll bright and early Monday morning.
MARK: For what?
HARDCASTLE: I got a whole stack of new cases. I think we'll start with that guy up in 'Frisco. He threw his partner out the window to take over a shopping mall.
MARK: Fine.
HARDCASTLE: Now save your reciepts. I'll reimburse ya for your gas and oil.
MARK: You're one of a kind, Hardcastle.
HARDCASTLE: Now you're cookin'.
Mark peels out and takes off.
HARDCASTLE: (to Barbara) Yeah, I think the kid's gonna come around.
Play the theme music showing Mark speeding to L.A. with four cops on his tail.
MARK: (looking in rearview mirror) Aw, I love a parade.
Show him cross the Nevada/California border. Nevada cops drop pursuit.
COP: (over radio) This is the Nevada State Police. He's all yours California.
THE END
