Considering Boyle's the only
local cop not on the take, this creates a bit of a Wild West scenario and a satisfying, if not ambiguous ending.
Not exact matches
We could have an interesting conversation about race, memory, and HONOR in America (as opposed to mere or simple dignity), roping ole Tocqueville back into it, or
not; either way, it does seem right to conclude that the racial valences to this news item might actually yield in important ways to the manifold pressures of MANLINESS, especially Manliness Today —
local cop vs. jetsetting prof, and all that...
It also doesn't hurt that nobody was arrested — only a Broncos practice squad safety got sent in a prostitution sweep by
local vice
cops.
@blip I've talked with a tenured teacher active in the
local union, and their opinion seemed to be tenured teachers would
not be fired for anything
cops wouldn't be called about.
Even Richard's salt - of - the - earth mother, a mid-wife who handles the birth of their first baby, privately tells her son he shouldn't have married Mildred, and while the main
local cop (Marton Csokas) may seethe with potential sinister intent, he's got the law on his side and doesn't need to overstep it.
Although the Boston police — namely missing children unit leader Jack Doyle (Morgan Freeman) and his detectives Remy Bressant (Ed Harris) and Nick Poole (John Ashton)-- are feverishly looking for Amanda, Amanda's family has hired Patrick and Angie to help track down leads from
locals who won't talk to
cops.
After Tibbs confirms his identity, the
local cops bring in another wrong man, a white no - account, but Tibbs thwarts the confession they plan to beat out of him by showing that he couldn't possibly be the killer.
The acting is uniformly brilliant —
not just those two leads, but also great support from Allison Tolman as the
local cop who's the only one who really believes in Freeman's guilt, Colin Hanks as an outcast
cop from another town and Keith Carradine as Tolman's father.
I'm
not really sure — except the plot quickly begins to spin further out of control, as we add in a blonde woman with amnesia, a hookah - smoking British shrink, various corrupt
local cops and a belly dancer with really awful taste in eye shadow.
The
local police force apparently has one officer (Gil Bellows) on duty at any given time (how else to explain why he doesn't use his radio to call for backup at a pretty important moment), and he's the sort of
cop that possesses the kind of bad luck or incompetence that leads him to walk around a dark house with a flashlight with low batteries.
As with most shows dealing with the expansive drug trade, there is of course a «bad
cop» (Agent Roy Petty, who I still can't decide if he's a sociopath or just extremely damaged), the omnipresent cartel boss (played by Esai Morales, who can challenge Jason Bateman in a «why doesn't he ever age» contest), mysterious and helpful
locals with unknown motives, and a family of slow - talking, brutally violent yokels who traffic heroin.
Or, the police wouldn't have been waiting if the manager of the hotel hadn't decided it would be a thoughtful and responsible gesture to call the
local cops and have them do a little extra nighttime parking lot surveillance while we were there.
Enthusiasts and
local engineers have drag raced
not quite so legally along Woodward since the late 1950s, and some 22 years ago, the Woodward Dream Cruise codified the culture into a sort of slow, mostly legal roll in which there's no room for more than a quick burnout when the
cops aren't watching.
THESE PAST 3 YRS, O THE STH COAST, ITS BEEN VERY CONSISTENT AT ONE
LOCAL REEF BREAK, W.A IS
COPPING THE BIG STUFF, MARGARET RIVER WOULD BE NICE, BUT THE
LOCALS MIGHT
NOT LIKE IT, OR SHIPSTERN AT TASSIE, BYE, TAKE CARE
Leaving aside his little
local difficulties with ex-wives and the
cops for the moment, shouldn't he be setting out his vision of the masterplan for us all to see?
Defending a
local doctor on charges that he exposed himself to an undercover
cop, high - profile criminal defense lawyer Dick DeGuerin and his associate Neal Davis argued that the doctor could
not have exposed something that was too small to be seen.