Warning Shot1967

[Valens suddenly attacks Ed Musso and grabs his gun, pointing it at Musso]

Sgt. Ed Musso:
Tom, don't!

Sgt. Tom Valens:
Stow it!

Sgt. Ed Musso:
Don't make it worse than it is!

Sgt. Tom Valens:
I can't help it, now you turn around! Turn around!

[Valens grabs Musso's handcuffs, cuffs Musso's hands together behind his back, grabs his keys, then leads him to his closet]

Sgt. Tom Valens:
Just a few more hours, Ed.

Sgt. Ed Musso:
Go to hell!

[Valens locks Musso in the closet, then telephones Walt Cody]

Walt Cody:
Hello?

Sgt. Tom Valens:
Walt, this is Tom Valens. Did I wake you?

Walt Cody:
No, but our date's for eight. If you're thinking of flying to Baja tonight, get yourself another boy.

Sgt. Tom Valens:
The Baja trip's off. What I've been looking for has been here all the time.

Walt Cody:
Well that's great! You need help finding it?

Sgt. Tom Valens:
I thought you'd never ask. Bring your muscles, we're gonna open a grave.