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[Final scene; Toni and Sharon prepared a celebratory dinner of hamburgers and kelp salad for the Central L.A. team. Sergeants Aikens & Getraer and Ponch serve themselves
] Sgt. Aikens
: Well, J. Rodney Cameron has some very influential friends. Probably spend three years inside. You know, the one who arrested the guy? Sgt. Joseph Getraer
: Yeah. But when we left him, he wasn't singing, but he was humming. Officer Francis Llewellyn 'Ponch' Poncherello
: Hey Aikens, why don't try the salad? It's delicious. Sgt. Aikens
: What is it, Kelp? Officer Francis Llewellyn 'Ponch' Poncherello
: Yeah. Sgt. Aikens
: Oh, yeah, I love it. Officer Francis Llewellyn 'Ponch' Poncherello
[Ponch sits down with Jon, Jed, Bear, Grossie, and Bonnie
] Officer Bonnie Clark
: Sergeant, what's gonna happen to those two guys that sunk the boat? Sgt. Aikens
: They belong to the Feds. We don't need them. Officer Francis Llewellyn 'Ponch' Poncherello
: [eats his burger
] Hey Sharon, these burgers are super. Did you make 'em? Sharon
: No, they're Toni's invention. Officer Francis Llewellyn 'Ponch' Poncherello
: Great, Toni. How did get that flavor? Toni
: Oh, it's a combination of things. Mostly seaweed and shark meat.
[the camera freezes on Jon and Ponch, completely shocked
: [jokes; Sharon smiles
] Kidding, Ponch. Just kidding.
[Bonnie laughs, Jed chuckles, and Ponch & Jon smirks with Bear smiling in the background. The camera then freezes on Sgts. Aikens and Getraer, both smiling
] Officer Arthur Grossman
] It's good.
[Jon laughs. The camera freezes back on Ponch & Jon with Bear in the background, then fades to black
[Ponch and Jon just captured Rodney Cameron
] Officer Barry Baricza
: [reports back to the CHP Central Los Angeles office on the Poice Radio, not "C.B."
] Ahoy on shore. This is CHP Navy out here. We got the crook and we got the evidence on him. Is there anything you need?
] Sgt. Joseph Getraer
: Well now, what do you say now, Sarge? Sgt. Aikens
: Whoopie. Let's throw a party.
Officer Jon Baker
: [after Ponch storms out after being reprimanded
] Listen, Sarge, I don't want this to sound like a p.r. job, but I mean if you took a closer look at his jacket, maybe... maybe you'd find some citations and recommendations. I mean, the guy's put some righteous criminals behind bars. Sgt. Joseph Getraer
: Look, you've had to babysit him for six months now. What is it? His temper? No presence of mind? What? Officer Jon Baker
: I dunno. Sometimes the guy overdoes a role. Sometimes he doesn't know when to back off. Weird things happen to him. Ya gotta be there. He can't see 'em comin' and once they're there he can't stop them. Sgt. Joseph Getraer
: Yeah, well, maybe I should've partnered him with an exorcist.
Sgt. Joseph Getraer
: Will you get out of here. You're blowing my cover. Officer Frank Poncherello
: Uh-uh. I'm writing you a ticket. My Sergeant says I can write as many as I want.
: [Watching wistfully as Ponch and Jon ride off
] Ah, if I was two inches taller, I would be cracking the bricks with them. Sgt. Joseph Getraer
: Well, look at the flip side, Harlan. If you were two inches shorter, you'd be riding losers at Hollywood Park.
: Ha ha ha ha! Sgt. Joseph Getraer
: Poncherello! Officer Frank Poncherello
: Is that you Sarge. Sgt. Joseph Getraer
: Your on limited duty, and I'm going to revoke that duty if you don't stop chasing the clerks around. Officer Frank Poncherello
: I can't help it if there delighted to see my back. Sgt. Joseph Getraer
: Now listen we have a new watch commander coming in a Lieutenant Bates first impressions count so I want you to summon up your dignity, and the take the front desk for once. Officer Frank Poncherello
: Front desk now Sarge. Sgt. Joseph Getraer
: The first he sees when he walks in the building. Officer Frank Poncherello
: But I hate checking taillights, and answering any phone calls can't he come in the back way. Sgt. Joseph Getraer
: Oh alright I need somebody to clean the shotguns, and wash motorcycles. Officer Frank Poncherello
: Yeah, I'll take the front desk Sarge. Sgt. Joseph Getraer
: Ah alright, and remember it's your choice. Officer Frank Poncherello
: It's seems to me that sitting with someone in the car would be limited. Sgt. Joseph Getraer
: Bye! Officer Frank Poncherello
: They need me out on the streets. Sgt. Joseph Getraer
: Hum! Officer Frank Poncherello
: My tuition, my key observation, and my instinct for thing going wrong, uh ha.