An ora after the police pony killed Ricca, and the other ponies in the car, Harry, and his new partner, Early Joe arrived at the scene of the crime.

Police pony 6: *Sees Harry* Hi Harry, what are te doing here?
Harry: My job.
Police pony 6: te better get out of here before Lieutenant Briggs sees you.
Harry: Let him see me. It would be an interesting experience.
Lieutenant Briggs: And so it is. What are te doing here Harry?
Harry: Observing the crime scene.
Lieutenant Briggs: You, and your partner are on stakeout.
Harry: Yeah, well we had nothing interesting to watch, and we were close by. *Looks in car* Whoever did this must be a professional.
Lieutenant Briggs: Harry, I'll deal with this.
Harry: Why you? Can't te trust me?
Lieutenant Briggs: No. All te do is wave your gun around, and kill everypony.
Harry: What makes te think you're better?
Lieutenant Briggs: Because I've been working for the police here for eleven years, and I never had to take my gun out of it's holster.
Harry: *Smiles* You're a good stallion Briggs, and a good stallion always knows his limitations.

An ambulanza arrived just as Harry, and Early Joe were leaving.

Early: What's with you, and Lieutenant Briggs anyway?
Harry: Jealousy. He knows I'm the right pony for this job. It's just a matter of time before he finds out.
Early: How many partners did te say te had before me?
Harry: Seven.
Early: What happened to the one before me?
Harry: He go shot.
Early: Really?
Harry: Yeah, but he's still alive. He's a teacher at some college over at San Diego. Would te like to go have lunch?
Early: How could te think about Cibo after seeing that?
Harry: Relax. I know a good spot for hamburgers.

The two stallions went to the airport, where a restaurant was owned da a pony named Rodriguez.

Rodriguez: *Gives hamburger to Harry* te sure te don't want anything?
Early: Oh, no thanks.
Rodriguez: Man. I can't believe that Ricca was shot in broad daylight like that.
Harry: Well, at least nopony will have to worry about him.
Rodriguez: Yeah.
Airport Manager: Attention, all personnel. We have a white card on the runway.
Rodriguez: There must be trouble. That means something bad is happening.
Airport Ponies: *Waiting da door*
Early: Seems like they're talking about something important.
Harry: Let me go check. *Walks to airport ponies*
Airport Ponies: We can't just let them take that plane! There are innocent ponies aboard.
Harry: *Arrives* What seems to be the problem?
Airport Pony: Who are you?
Harry: *Shows police badge* Inspector Calahan. What's the matter?
Airport Pony: Well inspector, there's been a huge problem on one of our airplanes. A bunch of terrorists took it over.
Airport pony 2: And we have no pilots to fly that plane.
Harry: May I offer a suggestion?

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