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You Casella?

- Yeah.
- What's your deal?

What is it? That, uh, new
little blonde cooking dinner

- for you tonight?
- What blonde? Brunette.

Brunette? What
happened to the blonde?

It's a lonely life
being a cop, Mike.

- Oh, I'll bet it is.
- Very lonely.

Brunette one week, a
blonde the next week.

All units in vicinity

of Stockton and Filbert.
Officer requests a backup.

- Code 3.
- Inspectors eight-one to headquarters,

will respond to code 406.

Thinking we ought to
be working together...

Uh, you with your action,
me with my connections.

Police! Freeze!

Police. Hold it!

Drop it! Drop the gun.

Ooh! Hold it, man. I
ain't done nothing, guy.

Drop it. Shut up, and don't
even think about moving.

- I... What? I ain't done nothing.
- Come on!

Take it easy,
fellas. Take it easy!

- Read him his rights!
- Whoa! Whoa.

Steve!

- Take it easy. Take it easy.
- The three of them...

- Lay down.
- They all got away. Hey!

- Easy, easy!
- It hurts!

Never mind that. Just
let me see the leg now.

Aah! Ow! Marcus
Welby you're not.

All right, get an ambulance.

Lieutenant Stone?

Yes?

Inspector Keller just
came out of surgery.

I'm sorry, you can't see him
now, but maybe tomorrow.

How is he, Doc?

Well, the bullet tore up some
muscle and nicked the bone.

He's gonna have to stay
here for a while, and then

he'll be using a cane for
about a week or so after that.

But he's young and he's strong.
There should be no aftereffect.

Thanks a lot, Doc. You're
right, he is young and strong.

Uh, listen, do me
a favor, will you?

Will you tell him I'll
be back tomorrow?

- You bet.
- Thanks.

Too bad about Wellaman,

but he was stupid to charge in
where he shouldn't have been.

I thought you'd want
some background

for your report.

Who are you?

Al Wozynsky.

Narcotics.

Alice?

I'm sorry about Tom.

Oh, thank you.

Um, your boss is
inside with your chief.

They want to see you and
Lieutenant Stone together.

So go ahead in, please.

Come in.

Hey, what's the matter
with the girl, Pete?

- Her boyfriend got killed today.
- Wellaman?

Yeah, she was pretty
heavy on him, Mike.

Chief, you know Al Wozynsky.

Yeah, sure. Mike, how's Keller?

Okay. Doc says he'll be
in the hospital for a while.

All right, Wozynsky,
let's lay it out.

What happened?

There's been this
group of dealers,

working the North
Beach High School,

pushing "H" and Coke.

Now I've been working for five
months to try to pass myself off

as an independent dealer with
some really good connections.

So the word on me gets out,
and I drop a line here and there

how I want to get
in with the big boys,

because being out
there out on the limb

can get lonesome.

So I meet this dealer,

and he sets it up with me,

you know, to meet the main man,

a guy by the name of Marks.

Now we're just getting started,

when all of a
sudden, that stupid...

Officer Wellaman,
he comes barging in,

he turns the place
into a shooting match.

They all got away?

Everybody but my contact...

a dude named Random.

I think Wellaman got him.

Was Wellaman working with you?

No. I don't know what
Wellaman was doing there,

or how he knew what
I was doing there.

All I know is he blew
this deal wide-open,

and five months of hard
work went down the tubes.

Are you positive
he blew your cover?

Positive? I don't know.

Yes, no... I don't know.

Getting busted out
in public didn't hurt.

What do you think, John?

Well, homicide and narcotics
are tied in together on this one.

Looks like if you nail
down one, you get the other.

Mike, I'm gonna
assign Wozynsky here

to work with you on
this case as your partner.

Oh, come on.

Oh, now wait a minute.
I've got a partner.

Yeah, in the hospital.
You said yourself

it may be two weeks
before he's back on duty.

Now if you want to get
the man that shot him

and killed Wellaman, then
you'll work with Wozynsky.

Hey, I work solo!

I had the distinct impression

that I had the rank around here.

Now unless something's
changed that I don't know about,

you... both of you...
Will work in tandem

on this one, and that's final.

Y-y-you busted a cop?

Yeah, I busted a cop. I don't
see where that's so funny.

I-I do.

You do, huh? You like that, huh?
- I love it.

Well, maybe when you're
ready to get serious, you'll tell me

what you know
about this Wozynsky.

Uh, I don't know too much.
He was about three classes

ahead of me. I just
know he's a wild man.

- In what way?
- Well, he'd take on anybody,

even the instructors. Yeah.

You know, always a put-on,
never took anything serious.

Uh, heard he was a good shot.

I used to see him at
the firing range a lot.

Instructors talked about him.

He wasn't on the pistol team.

Yeah, well, from what I heard,
he didn't shoot for trophies.

He worked out with the
judo instructors a lot, too,

you know, really put
them through their paces.

I hear he only worked
with a partner once.

- What did you hear about that?
- I don't know.

Well, I guess that kind of
thing, well, it's the only way

to find out is by
working with the man.

Wait a minute.
Wh-what do you mean?

What are you talking about?

- How he operates.
- Why?

Well, the partner he had,

he was killed working
a case with Wozynsky.

Well, now listen. Listen, I...

I just want you to remember
everything I taught you, okay?

It's funny, huh?
You like that, huh?

- Yeah.
- Bustin' a cop.

- You...
- No! No, easy! No leg.

Oh. Oh.

Ahh.

- I'll see you.
- Okay.

- Aha!
- Way to go.

- Hey, Artie.
- Stay away from me, man.

- You a cop.
- What?!

What's all that about?

Hey, man, I heard what
went down last night.

Random's dead.

Police are crawling all
over that place you wanted.

Wait a minute now.

If the word is
out on me, then...

Then you know I went
to the man's place.

The man didn't come to me.

And I'm the one who
got arrested. He didn't.

How come you out so fast?

What? You think they're
gonna find stuff on me?

No, all I had was a gun.

You know, I picked
it from the dead cop.

No law against that.

Come on, Artie.

If I was the fuzz, I would have
locked you up months ago.

You're a dealer, and you
use the stuff yourself, right?

If I wanted an easy
bust, you're it, kiddo.

Okay, man.

If you ain't the fuzz, how
come that dude over there

in that suit and hat is
watching us so close?

He's my uncle...
Dealer back east.

He wears a suit... makes him
look respectable. I don't know.

Man, you talk faster
than anybody I know,

but it's all jive.

Man, I seen that dude before.

He's a cop, and you a cop, too.

Okay.

Okay. Straight...

I'm a cop.

Name is not Casella.

It's Wozynsky...
Patrolman Al Wozynsky.

And I work narcotics.

Now here's how it goes down.

I can play it two ways.

So can you.

I can bust you.

You know I got enough
on you to do that, right?

Or...

I could ask you
for a little help.

I want to clean
up this junkyard.

I want the biggies,
the guys on top,

the guys that are
making all the bread

off you and your problems,

boys like Marks.

What do you say?

I don't know, man.

I've seen guys
get a jacket before.

I've seen what happens.

I'll keep you clean.

Man, you can't promise that.

No, I can't,

but I can give you my
word... I'll try my damnedest.

How about it?

I guess.

Oh, no. Oh, no, Artie.

That's not good enough for me.

You gotta give
me your word, too.

Okay, man.

You keep in touch, huh?

How'd it go?

All right, now move this thing.

And try not to hit
the siren, okay?

What happened?

You ripped my cover
clean, that's what happened.

What are you talking about?

Your face, man. It's
been hangin' out too long.

He knew me?

23 years shakin' doorknobs

and... and flashin' a badge,

odds are, half
the city knows you.

I see.

Okay. I guess we forget
you're trying to work undercover.

No.

You said he knew you were a cop.

He won't talk to
them, he'll talk to me.

No, no, no. Somebody
else might know you.

I say we forget your
undercover work.

What we forget is playing
"Me and My Shadow."

From now on, I work outside,

you work inside... that's all.

Condon said "together."

Hey, look, this is my case!

I got it down to the
wire, and I can crack it.

It's gotta be done my way.

I hate pulling rank,

but if word is out on you,

I'd be signing your
death warrant if I agreed.

No more undercover on this one.

Okay.

Yes, sir... Lieutenant.

Narcotics, please.

Lieutenant Alizo's office.

Alice, how are
you? Steve Keller.

Oh, sure, Steve.
Hey, how's your leg?

Oh, it's feeling
better. Just going

a little stir-crazy here.
Nothing to read but mysteries.

Well, would some science
fiction help you out?

I got a whole bookcase full.

Actually, I was thinking
of some nonfiction.

I was wondering if you
could send over the reports

on the Wozynsky/Wellaman
shoot-out.

Uh, Steve,

that... that's against
department regulations.

Oh, Alice, come on.
There might be something

in those reports that can
help Mike and Wozynsky.

You know, sometimes
you're so close to a case,

you can't even read the reports.

Well...

I guess it wouldn't really
be breaking any of the rules.

Right, absolutely.

Also, if you could
send over the reports

of the narcotic arrests in
that area for the past year...

Okay, but this whole arrangement

is off the record, right?

Absolutely, off the record.

And thanks a lot, Alice.

You're all over
the streets, Dobie.

You must have seen something.

No, nothing, Mike.

Nothing's going down.

Uh, the dealers
are gettin' short.

Uh, uh, everybody's
lookin' for more,

but, uh, there ain't no action.

Okay, Dobie. Keep an ear out.

Uh, say, Mike, uh, uh,

w-would you have a buck

to tide me over?

Thanks, Mike.
Uh, I'll be in touch.

You really think that's gonna
help, huh, giving him money?

Well, he came
through for me before.

Oh, sure. You buy him a
bottle, he'll sell his mother.

But somebody else buys him
another bottle, he sells you.

You don't use informers?

Not without an armlock

and not a rummy like that ever.

You're really loaded with
compassion, aren't you?

Tell me what... tell me
what good they are, huh,

what, beggin' for booze money,

drinking their lives
down the drain?

You're a cop... not my kind
of cop maybe, but a cop,

not a judge.

Wozynsky!

- Al Wozynsky!
- Millie, what's the matter?

It's Artie. He's
sick. He's real sick.

- You gotta come with me.
- Where? Where is he?

At school. I found him
after the basketball game.

He told me who you are. I
had to get you. Come on.

He wasn't at the game.

He's always at the game.

I looked all over for him,

and then somebody told
me that he was up here,

so I came looking.

And that's when I found him.

He told me who you were
and that I had to get you.

Artie! Artie!

Artie, you can hear me? Artie!

Who did it, Artie? Who
did it? Can you hear me?

Artie!

Artie! Artie, who did it to you?

Artie, can you hear me?

- Heroin. He must have O.D.'d.
- Artie!

- I'll get an ambulance.
- Artie! Can you hear me?

Artie! Artie!

Artie!

Artie!

Oh.

- Artie.
- He was just a kid.

Why did they have to
kill him? He was just a kid!

You think somebody
else killed him?

Come on, Stone!

You're the homicide hotshot!

Look at him!

He's got bruises,
contusions. He fought.

And look at that syringe, huh?

Artie never had works that good.

Everything he got, it went
into his arm, not his kit.

He was dealing. Maybe
he shortchanged somebody.

He's the one that was
shortchanged, Stone,

because of you!

You walked around.

You walked around
like a neon sign

that spelled "cop."

So they murdered that kid

to scare everybody
else away from me!

You might as well have put
that needle in his arm yourself.

- Aha.
- Yay! Thank you.

Thanks a lot.

- Well, that looks pretty sharp.
- Huh? You like that, huh?

- Oh, quite distinguished.
- Yeah?

Maybe I ought to
get one for myself.

Eh, don't bother. I'll give
you this one in a week.

Oh, listen to him. What
are you bucking for,

- a medal or something?
- Huh? Sure.

You're not coming
back on duty for a while.

You got some downtime
coming, and you're gonna take it.

Well, now what makes
you think I've been off-duty?

What do you mean?

I talked to Alizo's
secretary, Alice.

- Yeah.
- She gave me the records

of all the narcotics busts
in that area in the last year.

I found out a thing or two
about your new partner.

- Wozynsky?
- Yeah.

- Like what?
- Well, you know,

he's been working that
area for the last ten months.

Yeah, I know that.

You know about
his arrest record?

Well, it's a pretty
good one, isn't it?

In numbers, yeah, but
they're all minor raps.

And every guy he's busted
either gets off or gets out quick.

- What are you getting at?
- I don't know.

He has a chance to make
one big deal. What happens?

- Wellaman broke in on it.
- A cop, yeah.

But that cop,

he's not around to tell
us what went down, is he?

What?

Do you think Wozynsky's
in on the take?

Well, it's not that far out.

He makes enough arrests
to keep the department happy

but keeps the heat
off the big ones.

No, no, it's not so far out.

But it certainly doesn't
square with a guy who cries

over a 16-year-old junkie.

Millie,

I didn't think
they're hurt Artie.

I really didn't. You
gotta believe that.

Okay, Wozynsky, or
whatever your name is,

I believe you.

Now does that
make you feel better?

Now, look, I know
I'm asking a lot, but...

You asking a whole lot, baby,
because Artie trusted you.

He was the one that
put you on to Random.

Now look who's
dead and who's alive.

If you help me, I can nail
the ones who killed Artie.

If I help you, I get nailed.

No, thanks, because I'm
counting on a long lifetime,

and I'm not coppin' out for you.

Not for me. For Artie.

Or maybe you didn't care about
him the way I thought you did.

Well...

it doesn't really matter much
now how I felt about him.

Besides, he didn't
tell me nothing.

He said, "They can't hurt
you for what you don't know."

Who's "they"?

There's always a
"they," Wozynsky.

You a cop. You
supposed to know that.

Yeah, I know.

But they'll always be around,
too, if you don't help me.

I can't.

I just can't.

- Here.
- Oh, hi, sweetie.

Oh, that's cute.

How did you know
where to find me?

Well, you had your
hook in that kid Artie.

It figures you're gonna
try to get some information

from his girl.

Oh, so you'll waltz right
down here in your cop suit

where everybody
can see you, right?

Something's chewing
inside of you, Wozynsky,

and it's not the boy
or the narcotics traffic.

Now look, Stone,
nothing personal, okay?

It's not gonna work between us!

Do you always have this kind
of trouble with your partners?

Yeah.

The first and only one I
ever had nearly got me killed.

But you're still here.

What about your partner?

He pulled a dumb stunt,
ripped his cover too soon.

Was it his fault,
or was it yours,

because you didn't tell
him what you were up to?

If you're worried
about it, Stone,

why don't you tell Condon?

Maybe he'll get us off
this whole crazy deal, huh?

Oh,

I guess I learned from a
different book, Wozynsky.

But as long as Condon
is head of the department,

I don't tell him what
to do, he tells me.

Now did you get
anything from the girl?

No.

Then I guess we check
out what Dobie told me.

Who?

Dobie Hayes,

the guy you said would
sell his own mother

down the river for a bottle.

He said there's a
shipment of "H" coming in

on the docks tomorrow.
It's got Marks' name on it.

Come on. You want to join me?

♪♪

- Hello.
- Hi. May I help you?

I think so. Are you Mianna?

- Yes.
- I'm a friend of Al Wozynsky.

My name is Steven Keller.

Would you mind if I talked to
you for a couple of minutes?

- Friend of AI's, huh?
- Yeah.

Close... friend?

No. No.

I didn't think so. He
doesn't have any.

So how did you get my name?

Well, Al had mentioned
your name to the instructors

a while back when
you were going with him.

Somehow, I get the idea

that this isn't exactly
routine procedure, Inspector,

not unless this is a new
way of making a pass.

No, it's not routine.
It's personal.

Um, would be it okay
if I sit down here?

- Please.
- Thank you.

See, AI's working on a
case with my partner now

while I'm laid up.

Uh, it involves selling
smack to high school kids.

- Al with a partner?
- Yeah.

That's new.

He's not much on
long-term relationships,

I'll tell you that.

He stuck with me for six months.

I think that's a record.

Does he hate people?

No.

He just doesn't trust anyone.

Nobody gets close to Al.

And if they do, he just
finds an excuse to pick a fight

and walk out.

Look, I don't get it,
why the worry about Al?

Mianna, this is me
asking, not the department,

so you don't have to
answer if you don't want to.

Uh, did Al ever have

any extra money
that you knew of?

You mean money that's not his?
- Yeah.

- Dirty money.
- Yeah.

I see.

You're not worried about
Al, are you, Mr. Keller?

You're worried about
your partner, right?

Is he in good company?
Could he get hurt?

I'd like to hear I don't
have to worry, yeah.

Well, you can relax.

Al Wozynsky would take a
bullet before he'd take a bribe.

♪♪

Team three, in position.

Team eight in position.

Terrific.

16 men.

What do you need an army for?

Contingencies.

If your snitch had
better information,

you would know what
we were setting up for.

Team four...

You never let up, do you?

Where are you going?

You heard. Team four's
unit's cutting in and out.

I'm gonna go check on it.

You do want to know what's
going on at all times, don't you?

♪♪

Eight-one Adam, this is team 3.

Looks like our boat's coming in.

Let them get their feet
dry before we move in.

10-4.

♪♪

Inspector eight-one Adam,

looks like our
car's coming in, too.

Be prepared to
seal off the area.

10-4.

♪♪

Hit the horn. Hit it
and get us out of here!

Forget the car. The
boat has the stuff.

Mike, you want the Coast
Guard to pick them up?

Yeah, I want the Coast
Guard to pick them up!

At least they'll have
to deep-six the junk.

Now there's no way
we can book them

unless there's a law
I don't know about.

All right, come on! The
party's over. Let's go.

You think you had enough
men on the job, Stone?

Only one was out of position.

Are you saying something?

Yeah.

I'm keeping score.

That's twice you had Marks
and twice he slipped away.

Oh, yeah?

Well, while you've got
your scorecard handy there,

Lieutenant,

why don't you just scratch
my name off the lineup?

Wozynsky!

I want out.

Fine. There's the door.

Or haven't you ever heard
of knocking before entering?

Look, I cannot take this
guy you've got me chained to.

His way... just isn't my way!

That's not exactly a unique
problem for you, is it, Al?

Now look,

I know I'm not "Mr.
Personality," okay?

So maybe that's why I
work better by myself.

Take me off the case, put
me on some other detail...

A bunk, a robbery,
I don't care what.

No.

What do you mean, no?

Why no?

Because you're a cop.

Man, you're not
playing Solitaire, Al.

You know, there are
a whole lot of guys

that are packing the
same badge you pack

with the same responsibilities,
the same problems,

but none of us can do it alone.

The job's too
big. I get it done.

Yeah, so far, but there comes
a time for every one of us

where's there just no
way you make it alone,

a time when somebody
either helps you or they don't.

And the chances of that person
being somebody other than a cop

are a good 1,000 to 1.

It's my life,

okay?

I know when it's on the line.

And I know working
with someone like Stone

can get it snuffed.

Stay on the case, Al,

and don't you worry
about Mike Stone.

He hasn't lost
too many partners.

Well, what do you
mean, he's not there?

Well, then where is he?

Okay. Yeah, thanks a lot.

I can't find the partner
I was working with,

and I can't find the guy
I'm working with now.

What do they do
on their days off?

That's two different answers

if you're talking about
Keller and Wozynsky.

Hmm. Great. No answer.

Have you tried the academy?

Wozynsky's supposed
to work out there a lot.

I tried everywhere
that's reasonable.

Maybe that's my problem.

Wozynsky? Yes, yes.

I remember there were two
of them, you know... brothers.

- No, I didn't know. No.
- Oh, yes, yes.

Two boys... Albert and,
uh... oh, let me think.

It's been rather a
while... Um, William.

Albert and William.

Mr. Parsons, how did
they get to the school here?

Oh, that, uh, that was
rather tragic, as I recall.

Let me think, uh, the
mother died rather suddenly,

and the boy's father
just, uh, fell apart.

Drank himself into a
severe nervous breakdown.

In and out of rest homes.

Eventually became a
chronic alcoholic, I hear.

Was there any other family?

No, no, it was one of those
tragic things, you know?

The two boys became
wards of the state,

and finally, they
were sent here.

And how long did they stay here?

Well, as I recall, Bill was
the one who was adopted.

He was the younger one, you see.

Albert was about 10,

and his brother was around 3.

Oh, the small ones are so
much easier to find homes for.

No one seems to want
the older children, you know.

Wait, you mean, Al
was never adopted.

- He was here the whole time?
- That's correct.

Uh, he left when he was 18.

And do you know
where his brother lived?

- Yes.
- What about his father?

Oh, yes, yes. That information
is never kept from the children.

Hi.

Hello.

Those are nice toys.

They will be nice toys.

A lot of hard work, huh?

Yep.

Have to use
different sandpapers,

you know, different grades.

Use the coarse grade for the...

For the rough work.

Oh, I see.

And then you would
use... Uh, excuse me...

This... this one, uh, next?

Oh, no. No, no, no.

You'd use that for
finishing. Finishing.

Ohh. Okay.

Medium. Medium.

You'd use medium, 'cause then

you get into those
places like that.

You r... you really have to
know your stuff, don't you? Huh?

What I'd really like...

I-I'd r... I'd really

like to paint them,

but, uh, they won't...
They won't let me do that.

They say my hands
aren't steady enough.

But I do this...

I do this real good.

Papa.

I do this real good.

Papa?

Mnh-mnh.

I'll come by again tomorrow,

okay?

You're nice.

You can come back, sure.

What are you doing here?

- Stone sent you here, huh?
- No.

He thinks I'm in Marks'
pocket, doesn't he?

He thinks I sold
my shield to Marks.

- Listen, Al. Just listen...
- No, you listen to me, Keller!

Don't you mess
around in my life!

You make any charge you want.

You go to Condon, go to
Alizo, go to anybody you want,

but don't you mess
around in my life!

- You did what?
- Oh, Mike. I...

You went out on your
own and probed around

- in his private life like that?
- Oh, come on, will you?

I can see what he's hot
about. What are you yelling at?

You were lucky he didn't wrap
that cane around your skull!

Now wait a minute! What
do you think I was doing it for,

- the exercise?
- I think you ought to have your

- head examined, not your foot.
- Oh, come on. Lay off.

All right. That's what I think!

Okay, come on. Give.

Give? What do you mean, "give"?
What, do you want my blood, too?

No, no, no. I want to know
what you've got on Wozynsky.

Listen, it's my head out
there, you know, not yours.

You're something, you know that?

You are real... you're bad.

- You are bad.
- Who?

- You.
- Me?

You're the guy that
should be undercover

- with an act like that.
- Oh, come on. Come on, come on.

- You're bad.
- Come on, come on, come on.

Where does he live? Expensive?

No, comfortable.

He pays all the bills?

Yeah, but it doesn't
put a bite in him.

I mean, not the way he lives.
I mean, if he's on the take...

He's not spending it on himself.

Girls?

Well, nothing serious.

You saw his wheels.
They're not new.

No, they're not. You're right.

And his wardrobe's
strictly from Goodwill.

Yeah. Yeah, I feel pretty bad
after all the things I thought,

then finding out who he is.

Well, you know how I feel
about the legwork and everything.

I appreciate it
for what you did.

Well, like I said, it's
just for the exercise.

Yeah. Okay, then...

Well, fill me in on the rest.

Well, the picture I got
from the orphanage

tells us why he's a loner,

and the only girl
he was ever close to

swears he's the most
honest man she ever met.

♪♪

Man, you ain't got no case!

Ain't nobody gonna say
they saw me dealing up here.

You ain't gonna find
nothing down there.

Relax, Lawrence.

No bust.

I came to make a deal myself.

What?

Yeah, I've got
something to sell, too.

Tell Marks I want
to sell him this.

Okay. Okay, but things
started going wrong

- after that first bust, remember?
- Mm-hmm.

When Tom Wellaman broke
in on them unexpectedly.

- Right.
- Now Wozynsky said

nobody was supposed
to know about it.

So how did Wellaman find out?

Not from anybody in narcotics.

Al and I were the only ones
that knew what he was gonna do.

Was he supposed to
report to you personally?

- Yeah.
- A meet?

No, a phone call.

A call?

Hmm.

Did he call here?

Yeah, he called about an hour

before he was
supposed to see Marks.

- Was Alice here?
- Hmm?

Alice, did she take the call?

Yeah, sure. Why?

Well, didn't Alice and
Tom Wellaman go together?

Do you have Wellaman's
arrest records handy?

Yeah, in the file.

Tell you off the top,

it's been heavy.

Anybody want to tell
the boss what's going on?

Chief, you remember
how you made detective?

Yeah, more work, more school,
more arrests than the next guy.

Mm. Look at those numbers.

Yeah. Any uniformed
officer making

that many narcotics arrests
must be buckin' for something.

Or maybe somebody was
giving him a helping hand,

telling him where
all the action was.

I guess Alice could
have done that

pretty easily, couldn't she?

I was only trying to help Tom.

We were gonna get
married, but he needed to...

No, he... he wanted
to be in narcotics,

to be a detective.

And he told me that
m-making arrests was...

That was the way to get there.

So you gave him tips.

Uh-huh.

I got most of the information

from the inspectors
when they called in.

You know, names and places.

I didn't think it was wrong.

I didn't think anybody
would get hurt.

And I didn't think

it would get Tom killed.

It's okay, Alice. It's okay.

Well, that clears
up the mystery.

Now how about the case?

Well,

Wozynsky worked awfully
hard to set up Marks.

With your permission,
I'd like to get ahold of him,

work out a plan,
and then let him do it

the way he wants
to do it... Solo!

Fair enough,

as long as he knows
you're backin' him up, okay?

Oh, yeah, I'll back
him up, if I can find him

before he makes the
contact. Back him up.

Hey, man, is it
true what I heard?

What's that?

They sayin' you
sellin' out, man.

Said you sent your
badge to Marks.

Well, whoever "they"
are this time, Millie,

that's serious talk.

It could get me in a lot of
heat, you know what I mean?

Oh, not you, Wozynsky.
You're too cool a dude.

And then you ask
me if Artie's dying

didn't mean anything to me.

Well, let me ask you this...
What did it mean to anybody?

Artie trusted you!

Even after he found out you
was a cop, he trusted you.

You ain't worth spit!

Oh, man. This is ridiculous.

We don't know if Wozynsky's
around here or not.

Well, there's somebody
who will tell us.

Millie?

What you want now?

Al Wozynsky.

- Have you seen him?
- What you want him for?

Well, he was supposed to
report in quite a while ago,

but nobody's heard from him.

So you worried?

- Should we be?
- Depends.

- On what?
- On how much you trust him.

What do you mean?

I mean, nobody can trust a
cop, not even another cop.

He really hurt you, didn't he?

Can you hurt him?

What for, Millie?

For what he did to Artie.

He didn't mean for that to
happen, Millie. Nobody did.

But it happened,
though, didn't it?

And it happened
because of Wozynsky.

Well, I want him hurt, hurt bad!

What happens to a
cop that sells his badge?

It's in the back.

You still the man?

You still a cop?

Yeah,

one that can do you some good.

What were you doing
at that warehouse

three days ago, Wozynsky?

Setting me up?

I was trying to set my price.

Another cop just
happened to walk in.

He's dead, isn't he?

You're not.

What about the doc thing?

Well, somebody else set that up.

I just had to go along.

I told him they needed an army.

I figured with so many
of us there, you know,

you're bound to see something.

I even waltzed out myself,
you know, so I could be seen.

You, uh,

got out of that
one, too, didn't you?

Let's say...

I buy it.

What do I get if I buy you?

Are you kidding?

My department
thinks I'm straight.

Well, we finally
know Al Wozynsky.

You really think he used
his badge to set Marks up?

That's right.

He's going to the wall.

Well, if Marks buys
it, he's got him wired.

- I know.
- If he doesn't...

I know, I know.

Slow down.

55, that's Marks'
place. Pull in here.

Inspectors eight-one
to headquarters,

where are all
those backup units?

No.

Are you crazy?

Do you know how m...

Do you know how many dudes

would love to own a cop?

I'm no dude,

and if you're a cop,
you're a dead one.

Fix a needle,

same stuff Artie shot up.

So how do you want to handle it?

Well...

well, it certainly feels nice to
have somebody ask for a change.

No, I don't want to
mess it up for him.

But I don't want
to lose him, either.

Why don't I take it?
He doesn't know me.

Oh, wait a minute now.

You sure you can handle it?

Well, would you expect a
cripple to knock down your door?

Okay. Be careful. -Yeah.

♪♪

Police! Freeze.

You guys still messing
around in my life, huh?

Hey, did you see the odds
on this 49er/Ram game?

- No.
- Rams by 13 points.

Oh, I'm ready for that.

- Thirteen.
- I'm looking for action, boy.

Look at this. Look at this.

Oh, yeah, get him.

Just sit tight.

- Hey, you.
- Who, me?

Yeah, you, you with the
long hair and dirty clothes.

What, are you
color-blind or something?

- What?
- You're walking against the lights.

- Up against the wall.
- What are you talking about, man?

- Watch your mouth!
- I'm just cross... crossing the street.

Just spread eagle. Come
on. Put your hands up there.

- What you doing to me here?
- What do you got in here, huh?

What? I got nothing here.
Wait a minute. What is that?

- Oh, a little grass maybe, huh?
- That's nothing.

What are you gonna
do, smoke it all yourself?

- No. What are you talking...
- Come on. In the car.

- Get in here.
- Hey, this man's hassling me!

- I'll hassle you. Get in there!
- He's hassling me!

- You help me out here.
- Come on.

How we doing,
partner? Pretty good?

You're learning,
Mike. You're learning.