:27:04
Out there in that desert
getting heat stroke,
:27:06
listening to you pass air
outta both ends at the same time.
:27:10
That just ain't my idea
of being a cop, partner.
:27:13
Hey, we got a good life
on these motors.
:27:15
You put in your time, you go home,
and you get your money.
:27:18
What could be more simple?
:27:20
Can't argue.
:27:22
It just ain't my dream.
:27:25
Dreaming's part of the game, Zip.
:27:28
- Ain't you got a dream?
- Sure.
:27:30
I dream...
:27:34
...for a Stroker.
:27:36
About 1400cc's worth,
:27:38
tucked into a '74 straight legged
chrome frame kicked.
:27:43
Sixteen-inch Ricon mag rear wheels.
:27:47
With a chrome sprocket,
chrome chain, chrome spokes,
:27:51
a chrome tranny, a chrome puddy...
:27:55
...and an eight-inch
extended sportster fork
:27:59
with a chrome dog bone.
:28:02
T.T. Pipes, brass rocker boxes,
:28:05
couple of quartz-eyed
dyed running lights.
:28:09
And a full Farron
you can really get behind.
:28:11
Excuse me.
:28:13
Contoured seat
with a two-foot poor boy cissy bar.
:28:17
Hit it on.
:28:22
And no squawk box, but a telephone.
:28:25
And an AM/FM and an insulated
cocktail bar in the left pocket.
:28:30
To me, Big John,
that's a real motor scooter.
:28:33
What you wanna go
over to Homicide for?
:28:36
- Got the money for it, Zip?
- Not a dime.
:28:40
I'm just dreamin'.
:28:43
Well, see, my dream
don't cost a nickel.
:28:47
All I want is that brown suit
and that Stetson hat...
:28:51
...and four wheels under me
instead of two.
:28:55
And that badge that says "Boy,
you're getting paid to think,
:28:59
not get calluses on your ass