On Wednesday, Littlejohn and Talltree have to serve a warrant and search a house for drugs. When they arrive, they walk to the porch and Littlejohn knocks on the door. Littlejohn is munching on a candy bar. They hear nothing. Littlejohn knocks again. He hears the clicking of the lock tumblers as someone unlocks the door. He reaches down and unclips the snap holding his gun in his holster. "Stand back Talltree, I got it" As the door opens, Littlejohn sees that there is nobody by the door. He draws his weapon. He yells "Come out from behind that door with your hands up!" He hears Talltree. "Shhh stop yelling"! Littlejohn looks down to see Talltree inside the house coming out from behind the door. He looks at Littlejohn with his hands up and tells him, "Don't shoot you idiot"! "How the hell did you get inside"? Asks Littlejohn. "I used the Doggie-Door, you loudmouth"! All of a sudden, Littlejohn hears a growling sound. He looks down to see a Rottweiller and it's frothing at the mouth! Littlejohn turns to go inside the house, but Talltree has already beaten him to it! Littlejohn takes a slow step toward the door…and…SLAM! Talltree slams the door in Littlejohn's face! Then to add insult to injury, Littlejohn hears the lock tumblers click! Littlejohn, gun in one hand, and candy bar in the other, turns to address the angry and more than likely, hungry pooch. He points his gun at the dog and then shakes his head. He then looks at the candy bar in his hand and has an idea. Breaking off a little piece, he throws it to the dog. The dog gobbles it up like Thanksgiving Supper! Littlejohn tells the dog to sit, and it does! Littlejohn's new found friend just sits there, licking his chops and wagging his tail. Littlejohn tosses his canine crony another piece of the candy bar. The dog is loving it. Littlejohn has an idea. He points to the open side gate of the house and says, "Someone in the house, Go get him,sikk him"! The anxious dog tears ass around the corner. Littlejohn smiles. Moments later, there is a loud barking coming from inside the house. He hears Talltree screaming from within the house and the dog barking. The front door swings open and Talltree runs from the house, with the dog following close behind in pursuit. Talltree runs to the squad car parked in front. He jumps in and locks the doors. Talltree can be seen screaming from inside the car as the dog stands guard. Littlejohn slips into the house and locks the front door. He then locks the "Doggie Door", and calls animal control from his cell phone to come and seize the dog. Littlejohn goes on to execute his arrest and uncovers both a large quantity of drugs and a cache of weapons in the process. As Littlejohn is finishing up in the house, Talltree is ringing the doorbell. The Animal Control officer has the pooch "In Custody". Littlejohn opens the front door and walks out, the homeowner cuffed and in tow. Talltree explodes, "Boy, you are really something! That dog almost killed me"! Littlejohn looks toward the street and acts alarmed, "Look Out! The dog is loose again"! Talltree runs behind Littlejohn and hides.

On Thursday, the two have to investigate a robbery at a Motel. They arrive at the Motel and go into the lobby. They walk over to the front desk and Littlejohn rings the little bell on the counter. The Manager comes out of a back room. He identifies himself as the Manager and asks how he can help. Littlejohn leans on the counter and ID's himself as Detective Littlejohn and "my partner is Max Talltree" The manager quizzically looks at Littlejohn. He tells the Manager that he and his partner are investigating the robbery. The Motel Manager tells Littlejohn that two guys came into the hotel and made him lay on the floor and took all the money in the register. The Manager hears Talltree's voice but sees nobody. "What time did this occur?" The Manager looks at Littlejohn. "Huh?" The Manager replies. Littlejohn is tight-lipped. Talltree repeats himself again. The manager is looking directly at Littlejohn, but doesn't see his lips moving. The manager smiles. "Oh I get it! You are one of those ventriloquist dudes"? Littlejohn looks at him. "What"? He says. "Hey, I always wanted to learn how to make my voice do that"! Replies the Manager. "Do what"? Exclaims Littlejohn.

Talltree steps out from behind the counter. "Oh come on Littlejohn, let's go. This guy's an idiot." The manager is startled, and says, "Oh look, he's a midget!" Littlejohn senses trouble looming on the horizon at the Manager's last remark. "Oh god", mumbles Littlejohn. Talltree leaps up on a chair-then up on top of the counter. He points his finger into the Managers face and says, "How tall were you when those crooks had you laying face down on the floor, you moron"? Littlejohn and Talltree exit the Motel office. The manager hears the doors on the squad car close and then he hears it drive away. He quickly closes down the motel office and races to his own car. He jumps in, and speeds away. The manager gets right on his cell phone and calls someone. "Hello. Yeah…the cops just came and asked me some questions..I had em fooled..they don't suspect that we pulled off that heist at the motel. I'll call you later." The manager closes the cell phone. He hears someone say, "I suspected you all along you creep." He looks in the rear view mirror and sees Talltree standing up behind him on the back floor of the car. He is startled, and slams on the brakes of the car, almost ramming a parked car. Talltree says, "Don't move." As he climbs over the seat. He stands on the seat next to the manager. The manager turns and tries to open his door and run, but it won't budge. Littlejohn leans in and says, "Going somewhere"? Talltree reaches over, swiping the manager's cell phone, and says, "Don't you know it's illegal to hold a cell phone while you're driving"? Littlejohn chimes in, "He's not wearing his seatbelt either." Talltree says, "And..he drove like a maniac and almost killed me"! Talltree looks at the cell phone. "The last number you dialed would be that of your accomplice, right"? The manager confesses to everything, and names his accomplice, another manager at the motel.