Narrator: For every cop, there's the case that makes you, gives you that leg up, gets you recognized as the shining new star on the squad. The case that you solve that shows that you have the gumption, the gung ho, the get-up-and-go to make you stand out from your average rank-and-file patrolman. This could be the one, Cole.
Cole: LAPD! Could you stand clear of the body, please? Has anyone called an ambulance?
Witness: We've called the ambulance and the police, but I'm afraid he's dead.
Cop 1: Okay, stand further back or move along. It's your choice but make it quick, people!
Cop 2: Hey, Cole, you got here quick.
Cole: My beat crosses Seventh Street.
Cop 1: Okay. You're first reporting then. We'll get a perimeter going and move the crowd on. You better see what you can find out before the Homicide dicks show up. I'll be with you in a moment.
Man 1: Somebody going to tell us what the hell is going on?
Cole: Broad daylight, crowded street, now I've seen everything.
Cop 2: Everybody stay back. Let us do our job.
Cole: C. Galetta. Layaway receipt, pearl earrings, made out to Bank of Arcadia.
FN Browning, serial number 0113A. Might need to run it by a gun store.
Cop 1: Eagleson's gun store is a couple of blocks from here.
Cole: Sir, I'm Officer Phelps. What exactly did you see?
Witness: I heard the shots. I thought it was a car backfiring. I saw a girl run into the shoe store.
Cop 1: You want to take a look around now? The witness can wait, Cole. We've got the perimeter.