All language subtitles for Cagney and Lacey s05e09 Old Ghosts

All of a sudden, now he's flying out
from L .A. to be at the bedside of dear

dad. Ryan.

Hello, Dad.

Christine. There's no need for you to
worry about your dad moving to

Am I worried? Captain Correale has
recommended that for the good of the

department, you be temporarily
suspended.

They're charging me with cowardice.
Maybe the NYPD will be so shorthanded

they won't mind having a coward on the
force. I can't just do nothing. Well,

can trust your friends. We're exactly
alike, Charlie and me.

And we belong together, and I'm not
going to give them up without a fight.

Where is that damn Seretti file? Huh? A
six -year -old could file better than

the people here.

Maybe they filed it under his first
name.

Well, you look at this. They've got
sixes with 51s. They've got S's put back

the C. Not only can they not file, they
can't even... Oh, nuts.

Nuts!

Mary Beth, I just can't have time for
this.

I've got to get some Chinese beer for
Charlie.

He hates the hospital food. None will
blame him.

Christine?

I know that it's been a bad day and
you're in a lousy mood because I'm on

clerical duty and you're not pulling any
terrific cases.

But you will feel better after seeing
Charlie, your brother.

Yeah.

Here, give me half of those.

Thanks.

It's been at least three years since
Brian's seen Charlie, Mary Beth.

Twelve since he's seen me.

All of a sudden, now he's flying out
from L .A. to be at the bedside of dear

Dad.

I told him the worst was over, but oh,
no, he had to come.

Listen to yourself, Christine.

Family, family. They're supposed to be
together at a time like this.

I don't believe this. There's four
different cases here from 1982, all

in with the current files.

Oh, Becky, right?

He hates going down to the dead father.

Almost as much as Cagney does.

We're in big trouble on Friday night.
Tartino's bellied up on us. Oh, you're

kidding. Great timing, huh? If we take
on the 118th without our best ball

handler, we are dead meat.

What's wrong with him?

He's got a little fever, 105 or
something.

The hospital says he'll be out by
Thursday.

I mean, really, where's this guy's
loyalty?

Gentlemen, you're talking about my game.

Newman, we're talking basketball.

My middle name. You're looking at a guy
who once played one -on -one with Earl

the Pearl down on West 4th Street. You
and Earl the Pearl, huh?

Yep, looks to me like you guys can use
some backup for your buddy. We need

somebody with court smarts, someone fast
on their feet.

What we need, Newman, is someone tall.

No, no, no, height just gets in the way.

Me, I get inside where wise men fear to
tread. I'm like a rabbit that can't get

caught. I'm like a fly that can't get
squashed. I get moving so fast they go

dizzy on me just long enough for me to
set up you and Marcus here to be.

Another two points for the 14th. Mom,
what do you say?

Newman, if you could talk your way up
court, the other team wouldn't stand a

chance.

You can set up pretty good, huh? I'm the
best assist man on the island of

Manhattan.

I'll make you look like a star is,
Becky.

I don't know. You know, maybe we should
let Tartino take it easy this weekend.

I mean, I would feel terrible if he had
a relapse.

What can I get you now?

Uh, I don't know.

A bag of them, I guess.

Huh? Oh.

They're pushing, pushing.

Oh, dinner!

Me too!

No, it's too close to dinner.

Anything else?

Nobody's going to try and stop you. Keep
going.

Damn it.

Got away?

Not yet.

I'll get on the radio and alert other
officers in the area.

I'm telling you, kids are screaming. The
clerk is standing there like some kind

of a zombie. And the boy looks like he's
about two seconds away from blowing

everybody's head off, Pop.

He was almost out of control. It was
like that... The boy last year. Do you

remember the one that went after me with
the baseball bat?

Well, that's what it was like. This
time, Pop...

I did everything. They cannot say that I
did not follow proper procedure by the

book every step of the way. Christine,
I'm sure you did fine. Just fine.

I did.

I'm sorry about the spare ribs, Pop.
With everything going on, I forgot to

that for him. Forget the damn spare
ribs. I'm just glad you showed up. It's

a couple days.

Well, we've been kind of busy down at
the precinct.

So, anyway, what did you get for
dessert, huh?

More excuses.

No desserts on a bland diet. No
chocolate pudding, huh? Too bad.

Remember when I had my tonsils out?
That's the only thing I could eat. It's

only thing you would eat. You're always
more stubborn.

Yeah, just like my old man.

I tell you, Chrissy, the soup and
custard diet is going to drive me up the

Meat and potatoes, that's what a man
needs to build his strength back up.

They don't listen to an old man like me.

Have you talked to the doctor lately?

Well, not since last Sunday, but he says
you're holding your own, Charlie. It's

just going to take some time.

Double talk. He's just not telling you,
that's all.

Telling me what? Whatever it is, the
hell he doesn't want to tell you.

Just calm down. You know what that is?
That's my shot when I need the bedpander

on the other side of the moon.

Brian.

Hello, Dad.

Christine?

Good morning, Christine.

Morning. How's your dad?

Charlie looks better.

Sounds worse. His lungs are still real
congested.

And what?

And Brian.

He hasn't changed.

Still twisting Charlie and everybody
else around his little finger.

He's acting like his sister, huh?

Hackney.

Have a chair.

Oh, thank you, sir.

I got the preliminary 49 on the robbery
you came up against last night.

Oh, yeah.

Just goes to show cops never have duty,
huh, Lieutenant?

Any traces of the perp? No, not yet.

I, uh, was talking with the duty
captain.

Seems there's been a complaint filed
against you by one of the witnesses.

You're kidding.

I know Captain Correale for ten years
now. That man does not kid.

We've got to have some outside
corroboration, so I told Newman and

have a look at the complaint. I wouldn't
worry about it. With Newman on it?

Uh, relax, Cagney. The only cop I've
known who's never had a complaint

him is a cop that's not doing his job.

What's this guy complaining about?

Let me guess. Police brutality.

Just the opposite.

The witness feels that, uh, you were
negligent in making every effort to

the armed felon.

Well, the witness doesn't know what he's
talking about.

I chased the thief until I lost him. I
even took a shot at him when I had him

within range.

That's, uh, the guy who runs the store.
Mr.

Newton.

Mr. Nguyen? Yeah, Mr. Nguyen.

Mr. Nguyen will file the complaint.

It was probably some kind of crazy mix
-up. This Nguyen character was two steps

behind me the whole time.

Well, you said he didn't speak English
very well.

He probably took his statement down
wrong.

I bet you the whole thing is cleared up
by the time we chalk out of here

tomorrow.

Listen, you want to go out to lunch
today? To a real restaurant?

Good food, elegant ambiance.

Oh, gee, I wouldn't mind, Christine, if
it wasn't for the fancy prices at those

places. I got $13 .94 till Friday's
paycheck.

Anyways, I'm not dressed right.

Every nice dress I have is at the
cleanest.

How about that little hamburger place on
39th Street, the one with the special

sauce? No, we can do bunners and burgers
tomorrow.

You'd be my guest today.

Uh -uh, Christine, you paid last time.
I'm not paying. My brother Brian is

paying. Don't worry about it. He'll put
it on an expense account.

Sergeant Cagney, I wanted to talk to
you. I've been thinking about it, and

there's no way you could possibly be
negligent in your duty.

Oh, gosh, thanks, Newman. I feel better.

No, really, I've been, uh... Did you
know I was a psych major at NYU?

Anyway, you're just not the type.

Terrific.

I can't meet your brother Brian dressed
like this. Okay, this looks fine.

Nice set.

is a bisque d 'écrevisse, or a cold
tomato soup with fresh basil, pâté de

de canard, salade d 'endive et cresson,
ou la salade de crevettes avec endive et

pamplemousse.

Pour les entrées dans les poissons, on a
la dovesole sautée meunière, les

coquilles Saint -Jacques provençales,

la poitrine de poulet grillée aux
herbes, et la cervelle de veau au beurre

You have some memory.

Nice accent, too. It's very
entertaining.

What sounds good to you?

Oh, um... It all sounds so French.

You go first, Christine.

I'll have the salade de crevettes d
'endive and the double saumonier.

And for you, madame?

Can I have something simple, like a ham
sandwich?

Oh, no,

no soft drinks.

I'm drinking milk these days.

You know, they used to tell you that you
couldn't get too much calcium.

Now my doctor tells me don't drink too
much milk.

Go easy on the dairy product.

But what the heck.

Make it a ham and cheese.

Even better.

Lean ham.

A croque monsieur?

I think he's talking to you.

Oh, um, I'll have the bisque de crevice
and the fervelle de veau beurre noire.

What is that?

calf's brains.

Sounds nutritional.

Excellent food.

Thank you.

So, Brian, this is a real pleasure. And
a pleasant surprise for me that you

could join us.

Christine tells me you're a tax
attorney.

That must take a lot of time, keeping up
with all the changes.

I mean, this new flat tax is supposed to
make everything simpler, right? But

it's still all great to me.

Well, that's what keeps people like me
in business.

Right.

Well,

it must be fun living in Los Angeles.

Our boys have always wanted to see
Disneyland.

You know, and I figure this summer, when
the baby's a couple months old, maybe

we'll visit out there.

You live near Disneyland?

No. Oh.

You have a swimming pool in your
backyard?

Yes, I do.

I've always felt that swimming was an
important social sport for children to

learn, along with tennis and golf. Golf
and bridge.

Good memory, Chris.

Some things you don't forget?

So it must feel real good to see your
dad

after all these years, huh?

Yes and no.

He's aged a lot.

Not that he's the only one. Gray hairs
are catching up with all of us.

Except you, Chris. I like it blonde.

Thank you, Brian.

You were thinking about Charlie?

I think it's time that we took a long,
hard, realistic look at his future.

He's not as strong as he used to be, and
now that his health is failing... He's

had a bout with pneumonia, Brian.

That's it.

I think it's time he made the move to
California.

He could be with his grandchildren,
enjoy the sunshine, pick oranges off the

tree every morning.

We've got a guest house he could live
in.

Wouldn't have to worry about rent or
utilities.

God knows it would ease the poor man's
financial worries.

The poor man does not have any financial
worries.

He sure did before I started sending him
a check every month.

Yeah, well, why didn't you come to me
for help?

Why'd you go ask Brian for money?

I never asked Brian for money.

You cashed his checks, didn't you?

You hold it right there.

Just because I'm laying half dead in
this bed does not give you the right to

talk to me in that tone of voice, young
lady.

I am the parent here. Do you understand
that? I don't owe you any explanations.

Sorry.

It makes me so damn mad. I didn't know
you were in for money.

You're doing it again, Chris.

You're jumping to conclusions.

I never asked Brian for anything.

Chrissy, honey, listen to me. This is
what happened. He used to send me these

god -awful gifts that cost an arm and a
leg. I mean, dumb things like fancy

shirts and silver money clips and oak
humidor. I haven't even smoked a pipe in

years, you know that.

Finally, I said to him, look, why don't
you just send me some cash? If I need

something, I can go out and buy it.

Well, I guess he misunderstood me
because all of a sudden the checks

coming regularly. And, well, you know
how he is. I didn't want to hurt his

feelings and ask him to stop. Charlie,
you should just cut the crap, okay?

Because I'm not buying it.

Okay.

Okay, Christine, those checks came in
very handy.

You know, it must be very easy for you
sitting up there on your high horse.

Do you have any idea what my pension
from the department is?

It is $5 ,300 a year. That and my Social
Security.

And if I didn't have a medical plan, I
couldn't afford to have pneumonia.

But you told me that you had a nest egg.

I never could manage money, Chris. Your
mother was very good at it, and Brian

took after her.

Christine, you put that checkbook back
in your purse.

No. Christine, I will tear it up the
minute you give it to me. It'll never

cashed, I promise you that.

I told your mother a long time ago I
would never, ever live off a woman, and

mean it. I don't, I don't take charity.

You took Brian's charity. I took Brian's
loans, Christine, loans.

And I am going to pay him back every
single dime.

Mr. Cagney, how are we doing tonight?

Oh, I'm doing fine. I don't know how
you're doing.

Looks like we've got some good news.

Can I get the walk to the John? Another
day or two for that, I think. But the

lungs are clearing up.

The way you're progressing, I'd say we
should have you out of here by the end

the week.

And now you're not just pulling my leg,
Doc, just to try and cheer me up?

Straight facts.

Of course, you'll have to be taking it
easy for a while.

Dr. Shapiro says the prescription is
plenty of rest, fresh juices, and

That sounds like California to me.

It's only my opinion, Christine, but I
think that, in his own way, Brian is

doing what he thinks is best for
Charlie. Not that he's right, of course.

He was just picking up when my mother
left off.

She always thought she knew what was
best for Charlie, too.

All I'm saying is don't let it worry
you. There's no need for you to worry

your dad moving to California.

Am I worried? I am not worried.

Charlie's stubborn to change his stripes
anyway.

Cagney, Lieutenant wants to see you.

The helmet, too.

I'm not going to beat around the bush,
Sergeant Cagney. I got some bad news on

the incident at the restaurant.

Mr. Nguyen still insists that you failed
to give chase to the robbery suspect

until it was too late to apprehend him.

Look, I know what I did, Lieutenant.

The man's English is not good.

His statement must be wrong.

Now, Nguyen's statement was verified
through a Vietnamese interpreter.

He also denies that you shot at the
thief.

Well, he's lying.

What about the evidence the duty
captain's team documented?

The traces of gunpowder on my hand?

Duty schedule confirmed you fired 250
rounds at the pistol range that day.

That was not old gunpowder, Lieutenant.

I washed my hands.

Aunt, I cleaned my gun before I left the
range so that it would be street ready.

We have no proof and no witness to
document that, Sergeant Cagney. Well,

somebody must have heard the gunshot.

No, not according to our statements. And
neither the ESD or the firearms review

or our own precinct team has been able
to locate the bullet which would back up

your account.

Well, the Newman's investigation isn't
good enough.

I don't want this on my record.

Unfortunately, it already is on your
record, Cagney.

Just for the time being.

Not a dead issue, though. There's going
to be further inquiry.

Pending that inquiry, Oliver, based on
official findings, Captain Correale has

recommended that, for the good of the
department, you be temporarily

Suspended? Cagney, I wouldn't make a big
deal out of this.

There's nothing wrong with taking off a
few days' work while this whole thing

settles down.

With respect, Inspector, you think I'm
going to take this lying down because

not? Yes, Sergeant Cagney, I do.

Frankly, the importance of maintaining a
low profile has everything to do with

downtown's following through on this
recommendation.

Now, considering the evidence at this
point, we don't want Nguyen to

get on his soapbox with some sympathetic
reporter, and have this incident blown

out of proportion by the press.

You do remember the Pinheiro shooting?

Now, if we all play this by the book,
then the investigation comes on. All

right. It will not stand in the way of
your promotion.

I think I'm entitled to know why I'm
being suspended.

What are the charges?

Non -feasance.

Non -feasance.

They're charging me with cowardice?

Sorry, Sergeant Katie, I'm going to have
to ask you for your gun and your

shield.

What are you expecting me to do most of
the time?

Go home like a good little girl and hope
I just get lucky?

Maybe New Year will suddenly come to the
census and say, just kidding.

Maybe a garbage collector will find the
bullet on the bottom of the city dump,

huh? Better yet, maybe the NYPD will be
so shorthanded that they won't mind

having a coward on the force.

They have 15 years on this job and they
take his word over mine.

Downtown makes its own rules. Christine,
we knew that coming in. They have to

investigate. It doesn't make it any
easier to take.

I'm sold out by your own people.

Lieutenant Samuels, remember him? One of
your own people?

Yep. Call me into his office after you
went slamming out of there.

Tell me my allergy's been getting a lot
worse lately.

Well, you know, my allergy to clerical
duty.

Face it, Lacey, sis.

Ten days now in that squad room with all
that dust and the file room with all

those musty papers, it's not getting any
better.

Take a 48 -hour sick leave, he said.
Clear out the head.

He says a nice, damp, dark alleyway,
like maybe the one behind Nguyen's

restaurant, is the perfect climate for
my particular type of allergy.

I'd just like with the doctor to order
for both of us.

Oh, forget us, Christine.

You're grounded.

Fine.

I'll go by myself.

No, you're in enough trouble already,
Chris.

It's a free country, Mary Beth. I can
look at alleys if I want to.

Stop!

All

right,

you talked me into it.

You can come along.

I hate emotional blackmail.

We play it by the book. You can be
there, but I handle the investigation.

I talk to Nguyen, and I have to drive.

You what?

Well, until you're officially back on
the job, Christine, all city property's

off limits.

And you tell me I can't drive?

I'm repeating what I was told.

Fine.

Who the hell was driving this town
anyway?

Traffic gets worse every day.

Put the seatbelt on.

Don't start with me, Christine.

Put it on.

Christine?

This is my... Right, Mary Beth. I was
suspended because of that lying bastard.

Yeah, and he already railroaded you
once.

Now, if you go in there when you're
suspended from duty, he will make sure

Correale hears about it and Nelman.

By the book, remember?

I've put in something extra for you.

Bye. Now.

What I can get you, huh?

Oh, double order. You're eating for two
now.

Yes, but one of us is only a baby.

I'm Detective Lacey, 14th Squad.

I wanted to talk to you about a robbery
that occurred here at your establishment

two nights ago.

I told the police everything.

No, Mr. Nguyen, I don't think you did.

Otherwise, Sergeant Cagney wouldn't be
suspended from doing her duty, sir. No

more to think, huh? Well, maybe we could
start with what really happened.

My wife needs me.

Mr. Nguyen.

Officer, my family, we come here to get
away from the killing, to be American

citizens, to be safe.

Next time, next time I don't put my gun
down and I don't listen to no police

officers, no more, I protect myself.

Shot from a... Maybe the team from
firearms dropped a ball. It wouldn't be

first time. Why, could we just do it? I
don't want to talk about it.

I am doing it, Christine.

Then we're looking for a bullet, a
ricochet mark, or a witness who saw the

thing. I know what I am looking for.
Remember, Mary Beth, I was down here

fired. All right?

See there?

And the kid was somewhere in here, so
the bullet's got to be here, or here, or

here. You are not even here. Remember
that.

Aren't you going to search the garbage?

Well, first I thought I'd look at the
ground, and then the walls, and save the

best for last.

The only thing we're going to find in
this alleyway is some discovered talent.

Look at this. Warriors.

Berserk.

Notice this young Picasso.

Notice his use of bright, vivid colors.

I mean, what does it look like to you?

Would you look?

What does that look like?

Bloodstained. Uh -huh.

Rented right into the graffiti.

I'm telling you, the bullet's still in
the kid. That's why they couldn't find

it. Christine.

What?

I think we fill out a DD -45 and get the
covered lab for analysis.

I will, after I finish going over the
sallyway.

Mary Beth, come on. I hit the kid. He's
got to have gotten help somewhere. I'll

look into it, Christine, after I finish
going over the sallyway.

Why don't you go for a walk or
something?

I think I'll search the garbage.

At least now maybe we have some proof
that Christine went after him like she

said.

You would not believe the number of
hospital ERs we covered today.

Metropolitan to St. Paul's, nothing.

Hey, what do you think of Alexander?

Sounds kind of nice.

Manly, you know?

Sounds like a wimp if you ask me.

Nobody asked you.

Alexandria, maybe.

Yeah, either way, sure.

It's ancient Greek for, listen to this,
defender of mankind.

Oh. I don't know, Harvey. It's an awful
lot for a kid to live up to. Too much,

huh? How about kids?

Not enough to live up to.

At least he doesn't have to be a junior.

What's wrong with being a junior? Harvey
is a name to be proud of. You bet it's

a name to be proud of.

See what it means.

Hold on here.

Huh?

Warrior.

One who protects his country.

How about that?

It's a dumb name.

I want to... A name like Sean.

Sean? Yeah, like Sean Penn.

Tiffany Rinaldi thinks he's a babe. Huh,
Harvey?

Shut up, Michael.

Hey. Tiffany Rinaldi calls Harvey Sean.

Shut up, Michael. Hey, hey.

So you want us to call you Sean now?
Yeah, why not?

I'll tell you why not. It's not the name
we gave you. So why can't I pick out my

own name?

You're always saying you want me to grow
up and make my own decisions.

Well, I decided I want a new name.

Is that okay with you?

Okay.

You mind passing the popcorn, Sean?

No?

Miss?

Excuse me, miss. Visiting hours are
over.

Oh, this is police business. I have to
interrogate Mr. Cagney.

May I see your identification?

Sure.

Looks like 418 might be in trouble
there.

418 can wait. I didn't fall off the
turnip truck yesterday, honey.

Badge, please.

You grabbed the wrong purse.

Mm -hmm.

Why don't you bring the right person
tomorrow during visiting hours?

Poor North, Edward.

He had certain stuff about the night,
didn't you?

Oh, hi. It's about time you got here. I
didn't think you were coming.

Oh, Bob, it's been a long day, okay?

Hi. Thank you.

Tough case, huh? Run it by me. Maybe I
could help.

No, I almost got it.

What's this?

Oh, that's Brian. He's always bringing
me something.

The rose.

It seems I can wear it lounging around
his pool in California. How about that,

huh?

It's beautiful.

Okay, idea.

Hey!

What's wrong? I thought you wanted to
play cards.

Deal.

Two, three days, anything.

I'm lucky I can remember who I treated
four hours ago. Three days ago is

impossible. Look, lady, this means a lot
to me.

I'm busting my tail day and night for
that title. I like to hear it.

Just like you, officer.

Sergeant.

Did I say your identification, Sergeant?

Well, you saw mine, Doctor.

And if you could give us a little help
here, we keep coming up blank every

emergency room record we check.

That's not my problem.

Oh, good. Another caring practitioner of
the Hippocratic Oath. Dr. Strathmore,

are you telling me that you don't know
any interns that do a little

on the side?

Nobody I know has the time. Well, of
course not. You're too busy saving

right? Oh, look, I don't have to take
that. Excuse me. I'm sorry for my

She's under a lot of pressure, but we're
looking for any help you could give us.

All I can tell you is go back and check
the records again.

Thank you.

Yeah, thanks a lot.

Next time you need a cop... Take two
aspirin and call me in the morning. Come

on.

You don't have to apologize for me, Mary
Beth. I told you that I would handle

it. I thought we had an agreement.

They're calling me a coward.

Now, what do you expect me to do? What
you are doing is not helping, and I'm

dropping you at the subway.

I know you will.

I mean it, Christine. You go home. Go
visit your dad.

Go to an art museum.

But let me do this.

You've got to leave go sometimes.

You can't do everything yourself.

I can't just do nothing. Well, you can
trust your friends.

I'm not going to let you down.

You better not.

Your new partner could be Newman.

Newman, I hear, is terrific.

From who?

Newman.

Put your seatbelt on.

It's city property. Put your seatbelt
on.

Hi, Brian.

Hi.

I tried to reach you at work, but they
said you were on temporary leave.

Yeah, well, that'll maybe take a couple
of days off.

Lovely place here, Christine.

I like it.

Want a drink?

No, thank you.

Missed you at the hospital yesterday.

I went by later.

Love the robe you gave Charlie.

That's a little something to cheer him
up.

I think he liked it.

Fifth Avenue Finance.

To the tune of what?

$150?

$180, but what does the price have to do
with it?

I wanted to get him something to make
him happy.

I think you're trying to buy him off.

Trying to take Charlie away from me.

I'm trying to do what's best for him.
That's why I'm here.

He listens to you. He trusts your
advice.

Oh, I see. What kind of advice do you
want me to give him?

Go west, old man. Go west so your dear
son can nurse you back to health?

I will do whatever I can for him.

I care very much about our father. And I
don't. Is that it? I didn't say that.

I'm the one who went to stay with him
while you stayed home tied to Mother's

apron strings. I'm the one that stuck by
him. Well, good for you, Christine. At

least you're stuck by somebody.

What the hell does that mean?

Well, maybe you don't remember.

The woman who gave birth to you.

You wouldn't even leave your precious
Parisian holiday to come to her funeral.

It was not a holiday.

I was in school, and I was in the middle
of finals, and you know that.

You'd know it.

He said she was gone.

It was too late. What was the point?

What was the point?

Your mother dies and you can't even be
bothered to pay your respects?

You did manage to pick up your half of
the inheritance, though.

I see you're living in fine style off
her money.

You have no right.

You have no right to say that to me.

I never cared about mother's money.

I never cared about her country club or
her fancy friend.

Yeah, well, Brian, I couldn't even keep
my Mary Janes clean.

I just couldn't be you.

She loved you.

The day you left, she cried like a baby.

Sure. She had you.

For God's sake, Christine, you were her
daughter. She just didn't know how to

reach you.

Well, she never tried.

Christine, none of us knew how.

Charlie knew.

He liked me just the way I was. He never
tried to change me. It was fine with

him. We're exactly alike, Charlie and
me.

And we belong together, and I'm not
going to give him up without a fight.

How can I fight you, Christine?

Dad doesn't need his son. He's got you.

Bingo, a file into Croncom.

Hey, what do you think, the only thing
I've got going for me is a pretty face

and a smiling personality?

Gentlemen, it looks like the New York
City Police Department has heard from

Nguyen before.

October 3rd, June 14th, January 21st.
And that's just the past 24

months, sir. His complaints go back over
three years.

All of them challenged by the Office of
Record, and none of them substantiated

by evidence that led to disciplinary
action.

You're telling me the guy doesn't like
cops.

Sir, in 1981, Mr. Nguyen and his wife
were attacked by four gang members.

Both were shot and left for dead. Mr.
Nguyen recovered.

His wife was paralyzed from the waist
down.

Nguyen blames the department.

He's an angry man, sir.

I figure the other night, when the thief
got away, Mr. Nguyen decided to make

Christine pay for it.

Caress it.

Hey, where's Nguyen?

Why did you guys come up with this?

My partner, the hot dog, left me a note
this morning. Got a line on something

covered for me. Love and kisses, Newman.

Love and kisses.

Newman, you want to hear this or not?

I want to hear that somebody's doing
something to get me off the hook.

Newman couldn't find his head in a paper
bag.

Well, if you will listen to me for one
minute, you will hear me telling you

Newman and I have everything under
control.

He dug up this ex -medic from NAMM. Guy
calls himself Dr. Bones. Seems he's a

fix -it man for people who need to avoid
hospitals.

If you want to keep on making house
calls, you better tell us who that kid

and where we can find him.

Hey, listen.

Information on my patients is strictly
confidential.

Now, I can end up in a bad way myself.
You know what I'm saying?

Dr. Bone, I know I may look to you like
somebody's pregnant old lady, but I get

very serious when I have a problem. And
right now, I have a problem.

See, my partner is in trouble.

And there is very little that I wouldn't
do to help her.

I'm sure you understand about that.

Now, I don't want to make your life
miserable.

In fact, I would hate to see you...

Crawling out of Attica State Prison, a
gray old man, long after this one here

has graduated from college.

Or maybe medical school.

You're a young man yet.

You have a lot of living to do.

And I personally would like to see you
get the chance to do it.

You know what I'm saying?

You're not following me, are you,
Sergeant?

When did you like chocolate pudding?

It's the only way to have your tonsils
out this day.

Not exactly Nouvelle cuisine, is it?

I hate that toy food.

Me too. The clients like it.

Hard to break old habit.

They in there? Yeah, Detective Lacey's
questioning him. Sorry, Sergeant, you

can't go in there.

Recognize this young man?

Yeah.

Sergeant Cagney, it is my pleasure to
tell you that as of 5 o 'clock today,

charges against you have been resolved
and found to be unsubstantiated.

Police Commissioner has officially
reinstated you, Cagney.

Welcome back.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Well, that's the good news.

What's the bad news?

Bad news is that Detective Lacey's sick
leave is terminated.

Yes, sir.

Thank you, sir.

And now you're officially back on
clerical duty.

If you think you can stand a delay, why
don't you knock off early and take the

sergeant over to Flannery's and have one
on me?

Happy to, sir.

Thanks.

Hey, Mary Beth.

Yeah. Mind if I did a rain check on that
drink tonight?

It was okay by me. I wouldn't mind going
home, putting my feet up. Great.

Thanks. There's nothing wrong, is there?

Oh, no. I just wanted to get over to see
Charlie earlier tonight. Surprise him

and Brian.

Must be great having a big brother. And
so handsome, too.

When I was a kid, I thought he looked
like James Darin.

Here's my mother's sort of classic good
looks, you know.

Yeah, I look more like Charlie.

Blue eyes, strong jaw.

Pudgy Irish nose.

Yeah, you're your father's daughter.

Yeah.

Opeth's her daughter.

Mr. Charlie calls me a sergeant officer
daughter.

You don't mind my saying so, Christine.
I think that's one of your problems.

What?

Officer daughter.

You're thinking cop all the time.

That's what I am.

No, it's what you do.

This last week, you were suspended. You
were still Chris Cagney.

Yeah, I was Chris Cagney without a
badge. I wasn't much good, was I?

I'm proud to be a cop, Mary Beth. I've
never been this great at anything in my

life.

I want to hold on to that.

Nobody's taken anything away, Christine.

Yeah, not anymore, they're not.

So what do you think, Dad? Oh, maybe in
a couple of months.

How about Christmas in California?

Oh, no, that'd be too soon. A big trip
like that takes a little planning.

Well, I wish it was more than just a
visit.

Hey, Bright, it'd be great to get out in
the sunshine away from these cold New

York winters and get to know my
grandkids a little better, but I know

home is.

Well, I'll be talking to you. Yeah,
sure, pal.

I'll walk you out.

Well, looks like you win.

Look, we both want what's best for
Charlie.

Look, Brian, I know we don't always see
eye to eye on things.

Sure.

You can keep sending checks to Charlie
if you want to.

I mean, there's something I can do to
stop you, but you don't have to.

It's not a hardship for me.

Well, I know that. It's just... You have
other people who depend on you.

You've got two kids and a wife.

And a pool man.

And I'm all I have, and I can take care
of Charlie, too.

I'd like to, Brian.

Let me know if it needs anything.

I'm glad he's going to be spending some
time with his grandchildren.

Yeah.

They ask when they're going to meet
their aunt.

Bridget thinks being a detective is a
pretty glamorous job.

Yeah, well, tell her it's a lot of hard
work.

Yeah, maybe someday you can tell
yourself.

Maybe so.

Now you have Mom's smile.