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Somebody tell me what happened. Harvey Jr. was mugged, lost a couple of bucks,

but toughed it out until the other kid pulled a knife. Knife? He got cut? My

got cut? I don't want to drop this case right in the middle of the day.

Well, right this minute, the only son I can think about is my own. What are you

doing? Looking for evidence against your own kid? I'm looking for the truth.

You've got two good kids. You were lucky.

We were. What if the third one turns out differently? Did you ever see the bad

scene? That's a terrible thing to say. You take that. That's like putting a

curse on my baby. Take it back. Take it back. Take it back.

We compared the surveillance photos to mug shots of the defendant, Toby

Carruthers, which we had on file.

We then concluded that the person depicted in both sets of the photographs

the same individual.

May we have the last photo, please?

Here we see the defendant striking Miss Preminger across the left temple with

his gun.

Thank you, Sergeant Cagney.

No further questions at this time?

What you're saying, then, is that my client here, Toby Carruthers...

And that heavyset, venal slob we saw beating a defenseless teenager in that

indistinct photograph are the same person?

It's been five months since Mr. Carruthers was arrested. Anyone can lose

and shave.

And Toby picked me up at seven to take me to the ice show.

We went out for coffee afterwards.

We didn't get home till almost midnight.

He was with me the whole time.

I even saved the ticket stubs.

Your Honor, I have in my hands the very same I show ticket stubs to which Mrs.

Carruthers made reference. I would ask that they be marked as defense exhibit

number three for identification.

I've also provided prosecution with a copy of these stubs.

Mrs. Carruthers, are these the very same tickets that you're referring to?

Yes, they are.

Clerk, will you please mark these defense exhibit number three?

Toby's a good son.

All I can think is somebody made a terrible mistake.

The mother, she blew us out of the water. Well, I was ready for that, but

witness falling apart faster than what ate bread, that's what surprised me.

Maybe when she saw Toby Carruthers at the defense table, all she could

was a .38 smacking into her cheekbone.

She was an ace in office, though, wasn't she?

She had all her emotions in check, knew the details.

Sweet, honest girl.

Yeah, but she's the one that came off like a liar.

Don't you love it?

We gave it a good shot, sir.

Yeah, well, officer, you're going to have to excuse me. I've got to go

for another travesty of justice and then home for a little dinner and a round of

gin rummy with my wife.

It'll be better the next time, I hope.

I always hope.

Good night, sir. Good night.

Night.

Let's hear it for the criminal justice system.

Once again, more criminal than just.

Now, look on the bright side, Christine.

At least tonight you will finally get to experience Harvey Lacey's grease the

wheels and send them packing spaghetti sauce.

Oh, Mary Beth, I can't. Oh, not again.

I'm not up to a family night tonight.

Yeah, you never are.

You already canceled this same date three times. Well, I'm tired.

I'm angry.

Snap at your kids. I think I should just go home. Yeah, this is wonderful.

Harvey spends all day slaving over a hot stove. Some soft flat is on his arm. It

burns. He doesn't care. He keeps stirring.

Thinking how happy he's going to make his wife's partner. I skip bowl and he

says she's not coming. I say she hates our kids. I'll go.

Howdy, girl.

I don't hate your kids.

That's because you don't know them.

She loved that bit about the ice show.

Why didn't she just... They were having an audience with the Pope and be done

with it.

Hey, we're here.

She probably would have done, Christine, if she thought it would help us have

fun.

Harvey? I'm amazed that movie character is anybody's son.

Maybe they thought it was at my place.

Harvey could have, you know, maybe ordered out.

Mom! Hey, Mom!

Mom, these guys, they jumped Harvey.

They what?

They wanted his money, but Harvey's not a wimp. He took them. The guys jumped at

him.

School yard skirmishes. Give me your money, he said.

Try and take it. Who? Who did that to you? You're like a flight manager.

Tell me what happened. Harvey Jr.

was mugged, lost a couple of bucks, but toughed it out until the other kid

pulled a knife. Knife? He got cut? My kid got cut? No, he was not cut with a

knife. He is all right, babe.

Oh, no, this does not look like all right to me, Harvey. That's where he

the punch. They put in a couple of stitches at the emergency room. You

this kid over money? Are you crazy?

It was almost $5. It was mine. He didn't have a right to it. Right? What? Right,

you could be dead, you stupid, stupid kid. Christine, would you like some

and beer? Honey, how about some, how does that sound to you? A little pizza

beer? I am so sorry about the spaghetti, honey. Tell me, how is the baby? The

baby is fine. My oldest son, however, almost got himself killed today. You are

in this house for one month. Honey, that's a little tough on him. The kid

handled himself like a man. Bottom line is, he is all right. Bottom line, he

could be dead.

a slugger. How bad's the other guy look, huh?

I don't remember.

I just feel dumb.

Heart's gonna get him out, won't you? Shut up and leave me alone.

Mom, I told you, I never saw this guy before.

Good. Even better, you'll never see him again.

Now, tomorrow morning, first thing, I want you to go to the principal and

what happened. You hear me?

And from now on, you will never, I repeat, never Put up a fight for money.

Hey, come on, Mom. You mean I gotta be chicken?

No, I mean you gotta be smart.

You hide your money different places.

That way you don't lose it all.

Michael, I asked you to go in the other room.

Dad's in there. He's asleep on the couch.

Mom, where's the baby gonna sleep? Where do you think? With us?

Wrong, Harvey.

The baby will sleep with me and your father.

He's lucky.

Till he's older.

And then when we get a bigger place later, then I'll have a room of his own.

Me too?

Yeah, you too.

Now you finish your homework.

And remember what I said.

There's things you may have to fight for in your life.

But money is not one of them.

Yeah, a little self -defense is good for the confidence.

I was thinking of taking him down to the Y.

Don't teach him how to box. Is that it? Yeah.

A little right jab here, a couple left jabs there.

That's right. A little confidence is good when you're going to handle a

This is a mugger. He uses a knife.

He's after money. What are you going to teach your kid how to hold his guts in

when his belly's been split open? I told those kids before, you give it up, you

stay alive.

Uh -huh.

And keep on giving it up. every day for the rest of your life.

You know, the way you talk, it sounds like you think it's your kid's fault.

No, of course not. I'm saying you don't fight for money at all.

You fight for what, then?

Honor?

Territory?

The American way of life?

I can see where you're going with this, Harvey, and I'm not joining in. Wait a

minute. You are not talking logic here, Mary Beth.

Our child's territory was invaded, just like a country's.

You don't think America fights for money?

Well, what about those big oil company interests in Vietnam?

What about bananas?

You think we'd be sending our troops into Latin America if those big

didn't want to hang on to their fruit trees?

And now you are in outer space, pure and simple. I'm talking about our kids'

survival in Queens, not American foreign policy.

The kid listened to you when he walked out the door. He wouldn't know if he was

going to school or joining the Marines.

Boy, you can really hit the nail on the head sometimes.

I'm standing here doing the dishes and it hits me.

What do I know about this, huh?

You're the cop.

You deal in crime every day.

Me? I putter around waiting for somebody to want a new walnut -look kitchen.

You know how a man should behave on the street. You do it every day. So look, I

will stay out of the way.

You teach the kid how to become a man. If he listens to me, he is going to wind

up unemployed with an apron around his waist.

Harv, you're between jobs is all. There'll be another one. I'll finish

the morning.

Oh, hey, honey, come on. We know better than this.

Harv Jr.'s all right. That's the important thing, right?

Right. Good night.

You're not unemployed.

I should have pulled it sooner.

We all should have filled it sooner.

I'm saving to take my wife to Miami. Now I can't afford Coney Island.

What am I going to show Shirley? Don't show your sharky at your money. It's the

truth. Nice jacket, Norman. You can touch it if you like. You guys paid for

Sharp style, huh? What Rob Lowe will be wearing in a couple of years?

Somebody better warn Rob Lowe. Anytime you high -roll this one another game,

please let me know. I can use another one in camel.

You believe him?

No. I never thought I'd meet a worse winner than you.

Good morning.

How you doing?

Okay. Keith is still marching through Georgia.

But I'm all right.

How's the crime victim?

Okay, a little quiet, maybe, but he went to school like he was.

Cagney, Lacey, sorry to hear we lost the Corral. This case, you two did a lot of

good work on that. But I got another one here for you, and no complaints,

please. Sergeant Cagney, the Apollo messenger service is missing a couple of

bicycles. Looks like a ticked -off ex -employee is copped.

Check it out.

Oh, Lieutenant, we got cut off at the knees in court. Couldn't we have a case

that's a little more, I don't know, uplifting?

Uplifting? You want uplifting? Take an elevator.

Look, this guy's business may not be important to you, but to him it is a

big deal.

He doesn't care whether you're stimulated by your work today or not. He

his bicycles back. You got that? So go get them.

Yes, sir. As soon as we file the last of Carruthers' reports, sir.

Can I talk to you, Cagney? Not right now. It's Becky. I've got to crack a big

bicycle ring.

I've got a proposition for you. Just take a minute.

No, take a second. No.

Hey, Chris, we really miss you at the poker game.

No, I mean it.

Sure you do.

I wiped all of you out.

Not the other first one.

And now we're losing all our shirts to Newman.

That creepy little jerk.

Yeah, and they were humiliating.

So I got to thinking about the first time you played with us.

Yeah, good game.

Yeah, you're terrific.

Pretending you didn't know how to play the game.

You're really suck at it.

Yeah, great game.

You want to do it again?

You could suck a Newman.

Just turn on that wide -eyed innocent look the first game.

After that, bam, you're steaming.

Let me get this straight.

You big boys want me to hit on the little 12 -year -old over there with the

fingers? Uh -huh.

You gonna bankroll me? Sure.

We'll even throw you down some extra dough. I want 30 % of all my winnings.

%? 50 % if I let you live it down. Okay, okay.

30%. You got a deal.

Coleman told me to tell you that some guy outside in the interview room says

it's urgent, something about the Carruthers case.

What happened to business first?

Business was first.

People don't care about consequences anymore. They don't care about other

people. Yes, sir.

Wouldn't you like to sit down, sir? A man tries his darndest to make a good

for his family. He sacrifices whatever he has to, and it can all blow up in his

face.

Turn to garbage. You know what I mean?

Yes, sir. Excuse me. You wanted to see us about the Carruthers case. Is that

right? That's right. That's right.

It was awful, him being let off like that. Set loose.

Shouldn't happen.

He'll never stop. He'll never learn like that.

He'll just keep on hurting other people and I can help you change that.

Well, that would be good, sir. But maybe we should start with your name.

Carruthers. Jacob Carruthers. I'm Toby Carruthers' father.

by a jury. He can't be touched.

Double jeopardy. Sir, Jacob Carruthers is ready to testify that his wife lies

habitually to her son. Mrs. Carruthers covered for him in a fruit stand robbery

two years ago, the father said. The grand jury drafted before trial for

insufficient evidence. Can we reopen that case, sir?

No, you two are talking about an armed robbery that happened two years ago.

trail's cold by now. On the other hand, Mr. Joseph Bragy, owner of the messenger

service, had his bikes ripped off last night. How about him?

How about giving it to Newman?

What? Well, why not? Lacey and I, when we were green, we got all the boring

cases. Forget it, Cagney.

Why don't you sit down, Lacey?

Now, where was this conscience -stricken father when you needed him?

Huh?

Apparently, he thought it was a cinch his son would be thrown in jail for the

last caper. Imagine that.

With due respect, sir, Toby Carruthers is a violent man.

He broke three bones in that girl's face on his last job. The father coming

forward, it's like a gift, sir.

Now, with the old case, it looks like we have a witness.

Please, sir.

Maybe we can lock this man away.

For a long time, sir.

Lieutenant, I think... Please.

I'll tell you what. I'm going to give you three days, and that's it. No matter

what you get, it's over. Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

But first, I want you to see this man about his bikes.

If that's all right with you, Sergeant Cagney.

Of course, Lieutenant Samuels. That's reassuring, Sergeant Cagney.

Thank you very much, sir.

Oh, thank you so much, sir.

You practically smothered him with... Oh, please, sir. Why, it's like a gift,

sir. Good manners, Christine.

Never go out of style.

Especially when you want something.

I got nothing to say to either one of you.

Mrs. Carradas, we understand your loyalty, sir.

Your son? My son is innocent. The jury said so. You've got no business

me here at my work.

We wanted to talk to you about another robbery, ma 'am. It happened about two

years ago.

You might remember, 65 -year -old Korean gentleman was beaten up, and he

identified your son as the man who robbed him. Well, he was wrong.

My son was with me.

Uh, can we turn this off? No, you can't. It's fixed.

Well, fine. Why don't we move over here where we can hear each other better?

Perjury is a very serious offense.

I'm not going to prove nothing.

My son does not go around robbing and beating up people. He's my only child.

Think I don't know my own son?

Yes, ma 'am.

Thank you, ma 'am.

That woman is as much a criminal as her son.

A mother wants to protect her child, Christine.

I mean, it's hard to know where to draw the line sometimes.

You stop by making excuses for little things, maybe, and pretty soon it gets

of hand.

That kind of love can push you around.

At least the father had his head on straight.

Oh, the father's so down on his old kid, he sounded like he wanted to lock him

up himself.

I mean, a mother is a different story. She thinks the boy has wings. Now, think

what that does to a child. Two people pulling in different directions.

That's easy for you to say, Mary Bessie. You've got two good kids. You were

lucky. You were.

What if the third one turns out differently? Did you ever see the bad

That's a terrible thing to say. You take that. That's like putting a curse on my

baby. Take it back. Take it back. Take it back.

Thank you.

I'm glad you're not overreacting.

Do you want to say something?

Remember when you used to talk about being pregnant with the boys?

How you said you were always happy and mellow. I did not say mellow.

Blissful is what I said.

Blissful. When was that?

The second trimester?

The third? The fourth.

That's me.

Harvey Lacey, we want to talk to his 14.

Your son? My son, what's up? What's wrong?

We've got reports your son was involved in some major property damage.

Well, who are these reports from?

We need to speak with your son, sir. Whoa, whoa, I am going to have to have a

little more information here first. Your son could be in a lot of trouble,

mister. Don't make it worse. Hey, whoa, you take it easy. Don't be threatening

this family here.

Who do you think you are, accuser, my boy?

You got a warrant?

Either of you guys got a warrant?

Then get the hell out!

Are you trying to talk yourself into a trip down, down, buddy? Is that what you

want? For what?

For what? Name it. Hey. Get out of this house. Hey, hold on. I'm Detective

Lacey, 14th Precinct.

Will somebody tell me what's going on? Yeah, I'll tell you what's going on.

These guys, they are out of hand. That's why they can get out of here right now.

Do I know you?

You're Johnson.

Al Johnson used to walk a beat in Manhattan. Am I right?

Oh, yes, ma 'am. Detective Lacey?

I'm sorry. I should have recognized the name.

But your husband did come on a little strong there, Detective. Harvey, let me

talk to them a minute, huh?

Hate to bother you at home, but someone threw some bricks in Carl Lomas' TV

repair about four blocks from here.

Some broken glass, some TV sets damaged. Could come to a lot of money.

You think my son is involved?

Mr. Lomas filed a complaint. Look, detective, you talk to your son.

Tell us if... anything.

Or give us a call. We'll sit on it a couple more days.

Thank you, Officer Johnson.

I'll do that.

Thank you.

I didn't do it.

We're hanging around Mr. Lomas' store today.

I don't know who Mr. Lomas is. Why would I do that?

I don't know. I was hoping that you could help me understand.

Mom.

Harvey, this is a family. Everybody here loves you.

You could talk to us.

You could tell us the truth.

Mom, I told you, I don't know what they're talking about.

Why don't you believe me?

Don't you have to go to your baby class?

There's more to talk about here, Harvey.

Mary Beth, he said he didn't do it. He didn't do it. Case closed.

Harvey. You're not paying attention.

Case closed.

I'll

see

your quarter, and I bump you a dollar.

If I want to stay in the game, I put in a dollar.

That's right.

What are you going to do?

I'm going to bump your dollar.

Bump is only when you raise. Are you going to raise?

Cagney. Well, I don't know. I was going to raise your bump here, and you keep

confusing me when you change the terms on me. Just put in the dollar.

That's right.

Anybody else?

That means you called me.

I got a full house.

Diamonds and hearts, all the same color.

It's all the same color, but it's not a flesh. You got a pair of sevens.

Tough luck, Cagney.

That's not a good hand?

Maybe you should stop now and save some of your money.

Don't you patronize me, Newman.

Just shut up and deal.

Bump.

Whatever it is you do.

Two thugs in blue uniforms barge into our home, and you take their

word over your son's. I didn't say that hard.

Why would he throw bricks through a TV store, for God's sakes? Why?

What happened to motive?

I don't know.

I'm tired.

The whole world is badgering our son all of a sudden.

Maybe you think he's Al Capone, huh?

Next week he's flying off to Peru to pick up some heroin. Oh, will you quit

flying off the handle? I'll take care of it tomorrow.

You and the other cops, huh?

I'll stick with Harvey Jr.

Oh, damn it, Harvey. It's not a matter of sticking with anybody.

Oh, yes, it is, Mary Beth.

Faith and loyalty are family words.

Words that mean you care about what is inside your home first.

Before anything else.

Before your job.

Before being a cop.

I hope you remember how to be a mother again before this next one's born.

Oh, that's nice, huh?

That is very good.

Where you going?

I'm going to sleep.

Alone.

Hey, Newman.

Getting nervous?

Got yourself a little competition now, huh? Did you see me draw to that full

home in the last hand?

House. Full house.

Isn't that what I said?

And I want my 38 bucks back, so you better save a chair for me at the next

Because this time, I'm going to clear the room.

Table. You clear the table.

Whatever.

Aren't you laying it on a little thick?

There's not a man alive who thinks a woman can play, talk, or even think

So you think this fruit stand guy is going to have anything to do with

Carruthers? Well... We'll find out if we ever get there.

Oh, will you look at this.

Perfect timing.

Chris, as soon as we're finished, I'd like to take my lunch out and go to

Queens, okay?

It's a long drive for a sandwich, Mary Beth.

No, it's, um, Park Jr.'s in a little trouble. I thought I'd go out there and

talk to somebody.

Is this guy taking his own sweet time or what?

The school counselor?

Oh, it's the complaining with him.

Uh, you want to speed it up, mister?

Hold your horses, lady.

You'll get there.

No thanks to you, fella.

So what's going on?

Oh, nothing. It's some broken window.

He says he didn't do it. But every time he says he didn't do it, he gets this

look on his face.

Completely blank.

His eyes look like big plates.

Like those guys in the lineup trying not to look like themselves.

He's acting like a criminal.

public street here. Hey, give me a break, will you, lady?

Break?

I'll give you a break.

Now, come on!

You know, Mary Beth, sometimes you have to believe even if all the evidence is

against you.

My brother, Brian, the angel.

He wanted to tattoo my storybook doll with his wood -burning set.

It was a fairy princess doll, too.

So we got into this hugging match, you know?

And all of a sudden, he just lets go.

And he bites right into his own arm.

I mean, chomps right into it.

Through blood, too, I think.

And then suddenly he just goes running off and he's crying to my mother.

I bit his arm.

I got my behind tanned, I'll tell you. And I was grounded for two weeks.

They didn't believe me.

See what I mean?

I don't think that Harvey Jr. knows anybody as demented as Brian.

I hope he doesn't know anybody who's demented as brilliant.

Hey, lady, you better move your car. You're holding up traffic.

You're right, Mary Beth. Good manners do pay off.

The robbery was a long time ago. My father is all well now.

It doesn't matter anymore.

Ma 'am, your father is not the only one this man beat up.

There were other victims and other robberies, and anything that you can

might help us.

My father is the one you should talk to. He was the one who was hurt.

Yes, we understand that. But according to our reports, your father's English

poor. And we're looking for a more exact description.

No, no.

Abajayo, ever since the robbery, he has been taking English lessons. He wants to

be a citizen.

These lady policemen want to talk to you about the robbery.

Robbery?

I remember.

I remember.

Well, we need a better description than what we had before.

Long time ago.

We realize that, sir.

Many language classes since Citizen Soon.

Good for you.

About the robbery?

Big man.

How big?

Six feet?

Could you identify him from a photograph?

My father already identified him. But attorney said the man had an alibi. They

were afraid my father's testimony would not hold up in court.

My father's English was not so good then. Not like now.

Sir, our records show an antique gold pocket watch.

Yes, watch.

Gold from G .I. Buddy many years ago.

Name inside.

Yeah, the inscription, Dooku Kang, Seoul, 1953.

Yes.

Thank you for your time, and if you or your father think of anything else Thank

you Good

for me.

Oh, thank you Okay,

we're back to square one if we're gonna practice thing we have to leap on the

mother with both feet Well, let's leave her out of it Chris

What is it with you and that woman? Are you related or something?

I understand what she's doing, that's all.

Oh, you do?

When was the last time you stood up in a court of law and lied for somebody?

That was different.

Why? Because it was in the line of duty or because I was lying for you?

She's a perjurer, Mary Beth. And I would have been too.

If you hadn't stopped me, I was protecting somebody I care about the

her. No, it is not the same thing. It is not.

Her lies have hurt a lot of people.

including that young witness whose facial bones you were so worried about

yesterday. All I'm saying is I understand the mother's motives, all

we go to Queens now?

It's all the same to you, Mary Beth. I don't want to drop this case right in

middle of the day.

Well, right this minute, the only son I can think about is my own.

We've got two days, Mary Beth, and this kid is out there right now with his gun

probably pointed at someone else's face. All right, all right, I'll drop you

off. I will go to Queens, and I'll pick you up at the precinct in one hour.

Why would he bother? Give me a reason.

Just give me a reason. That's all I'm looking for. A reason!

What are you doing here?

And I bet that man will not listen to reason. He insists our kid broke his

window.

My kid would not do that! Harvey, maybe I should talk to him, too. I'm telling

you, man, that jerk is so worked up, he doesn't know what he saw.

Well, if the man is insisting that Harv Jr. was involved... He is wrong. What

are you doing, looking for evidence against your own kid?

I'm looking for the truth. The truth?

You can hear it in your own house. Listen to your son.

You don't need to go all over the neighborhood pumping strangers.

Harvey, you remember when he was eight years old and you sent him down the

for fresh blueberries so we could have pancakes?

And he ate almost all of them on the way home.

And he stood in that kitchen with his hands and face all covered with

juice, shaking his head. No.

Didn't do it, Dad.

Honey, I swear to you, he's got that same look on his face as he did then.

Didn't do it, Dad.

You want to quit fighting?

I guess I've been a little touchy, huh?

Maybe.

Maybe?

Give me a break, Mary Beth. I haven't had a job in three and a half weeks. It

gets to a guy.

Harvey, we both work.

Even Stephen.

Your jobs come in lumps, is all.

Anyway,

you've got all the looks in the family. Why?

Yeah.

Harvey Jr. gets all that from me.

He's not guilty till I feed a blueberry juice, okay?

Okay.

I was proud of being a father.

Yes, sir, I'm sure you were.

I can't understand whatever I did that was wrong.

Why should I have a son that anybody would be ashamed of when I see the

that he's hurt at?

Oh, you say that your son lived here with you?

Yeah. Had a cot over there.

We had a deal.

He'd work for me, and I'd give him free room and board.

A little extra.

Part -time.

So he could get another job, but no.

No, he stopped working.

Just slept here a couple of days a week.

You know, it's not a crime to be raised poor.

I was, out in the middle of Arkansas.

And you worked out there by God, or the family didn't eat.

I understand that, sir.

You grew up with rules, ways you behaved, lived by the commandments, and

what mattered.

My father used the belt on me plenty of times.

Spare the rod and spoil the child, he said.

He was right.

Mr. Carruthers, did your son, Toby, leave anything, anything that would help

Nah, nothing.

Just some trashy books, disposable lighters.

I threw it all out.

Except this pocket watch.

Figured, you know... know what I figured.

Here.

I know he never bought it.

Well, this is a big help, Mr. Carruthers.

Just couldn't take it.

Stayed a baby.

Ran to his mother.

She'd scream if I even touched him.

Treated him like he would break.

That boy came between us.

He ruined our marriage.

I'm so ashamed of him.

It's not true.

Mrs. Carruthers, we have a gold watch that the robbery victim has already

identified. It is the same gold watch that your son gave his father.

He turned on his only child.

It's a crime that man's blood runs in Toby's veins. We finished with him a

time ago, me and my boy. He is still trying to ruin us.

He's trying to stop your son from hurting somebody else so he could lead a

decent life, become a man you could both be proud of. My son knows more about

being a man than his father ever knew.

He takes care of me and I take care of him. We love each other.

Wait a minute, Mrs. Brothers, wait a minute. We are not asking you to betray

your son.

We've already got all the evidence we need. We've got him dead to rights.

But if you go into that court of law and you lie on the witness stand again,

then you will be charged with perjury.

What happens next time?

When Toby doesn't stop at beating in some girl's face?

You gonna cover for him when he kills somebody?

How you gonna feel having a murderer for a son?

Mrs. Carruthers!

Duck lady.

That's a lonely lady.

Never let her child out of her womb.

Boy didn't have a chance.

Yeah, and she's still trying to protect him, too.

Well, protecting your child's the easy part.

I wouldn't have to think I'd kill for my kid.

No, it's letting him grow up and get hurt.

That's not so easy.

Carry him in your body nine months, your heart pumps the same blood.

Some piece of him is always going to be with you.

Let him go.

That's the hard part.

I don't know, Chris. He's lying to me.

I can't prove it, and I know he is.

He threw those bricks.

He could always turn them over to juvenile authorities. They could scare

hell out of him.

Just spank his hands, send him home on probation.

Now, what does that teach him?

He gets hauled in, he gets a lawyer, he gets a lot of attention.

Some social worker listens to him, whine, boom, he's out the door.

You don't want him locked up, do you?

No.

We see kids every day bragging how they've been busted five or six times.

Makes them look cool to their friends.

Doesn't cost them anything. No good.

So what are you going to do?

I'm going to talk to Hobbs.

Send Michael down to Mrs. Kanaka's, put Harvey Jr.

in his room.

Alone at last, Mary Beth.

The last call I got before I left work was from the 110th in Queens.

The description of the other kid that threw the brick at Mr. Lomas' door fits

Harvey Jr.'s good friend, Tommy Aquinas, up and down.

So I had to call Tommy.

This is Detective Lacey, I said.

Put the fear of God into him.

Told me the whole thing is Hoff Jr.'s idea.

To get back at Jake Lomas, who is the owner's son.

Get back at him for what?

Jake Lomas is the one that stole his money and busted his head in.

Now, Hoff Jr. told us that he didn't know the kid.

So, he didn't only lie to us once.

He's been lying the whole time.

You were right.

Oh, I didn't want to be right. I wanted to believe that he didn't

do it.

And now I want to pretend the whole thing didn't happen.

No, I don't mean that.

I just want to be able to trust our son again and have him trust us.

And I don't know what to do.

Hey, hot shot.

Come on in and have a seat.

I didn't think you'd show up. What, with the stakes being doubled and all? Look,

Cagney, I think it's stupid for you to try to play, that's all.

Really? Feeling sorry for me, huh?

No, it's just that I hate taking advantage of my position, that's all.

What position's that?

Being practically a friend of the family.

Call me sentimental, but after hanging out with your dad and hearing what a

great gal you are... What do you mean, my father? Yeah, Charlie is a terrific

guy. And did you know he's quite a talker after he's had a couple of beers?

a second. Jonah, he tells me, is not a woman alive who knows more about poker

than my Chrissy.

You are lonely.

To be honest, Cagney, I'm disappointed.

I guess you just don't have what it takes.

What it takes?

The news is good, Newman. The game is on, and it's triple the stakes.

It would be my pleasure.

Well, keep it simple. Just you and me till the other guys get here. I told

not to bother. That's very wise. They hate to see a grown man cry.

Five -card stud head -to -head? Sure you want to do this?

That's a deal.

Just because your music is stinking up the airways and every damn movie star

these days has it, is no reason for you to think you've got your stripes in this

world. You want to become king of the mountain? You've got to earn it. And

you're going to start by paying for the damage you did. The super is going to

give you $2 an hour for every day after school.

I've got basketball practice. You've got nothing until you fix your mistake.

You're off the team until Mr. Lomas is paid back in full. That's not fair.

Don't talk to me about fair.

lying to your parents, upsetting your mother, that's not fair. The world is

your oyster, kid, not yet. You got a lot of proving along the way before you got

the right to tell me what's fair. Your mother and me, we are telling you. I was

doing what you told me to do. I was sticking up for myself.

Holly, let me tell you.

When you defended yourself against that punk in the schoolyard, that took guts.

But throwing a brick through a man's window, And running away, that doesn't

guts. That's an act of a coward.

I'm real mad right now.

I believed you.

I believed you because you're my son and I raised you to know your family.

To know what we stand for.

If you don't learn this now, you're never going to get it.

This is what it's all about, Harvey.

Love.

Respect.

Honor.

Now that's what you gotta learn before you can call yourself a man.

Do you understand me?

Yes, sir.

Let's make a new beginning here.

Go see your mother.

Tell her you're sorry for how much you hurt her.

I'm sorry.