All language subtitles for Cagney and Lacey s05e22 A Safe Place

You are so stubborn. This case is as
important to me as it is to you,

If your patient is not available for
interrogation... The man's radioactive.

I'd sure like to know how he got that
way.

Stealing plutonium is a federal offense.
One person died already.

He can't wait to be responsible for
more.

You and I are making a new home for our
family. I'm planning on a future.

We are all sitting ducks if somebody
presses the wrong button. So how long

before somebody sells that plutonium to
the highest bidder? Getting emotional?

Well, somebody better get emotional
because we're talking people's...

lives here.

No,

Dr. Stanley, not since you called this
morning.

Yes, Dr. Stanley.

You still have the number at the
university and the lab?

Physics department, right.

Right. Right!

Goodbye, Dr. Stanley.

Two days since his car was broken into,
and he can't understand why the thief

isn't public enemy number one. I hate
petty anti -case.

Christine, what do you think of this
here?

Fixer -upper in Floral Park.

Super clean, four bedrooms.

Quote, needs a woman's loving touch to
turn this house into a home. Unquote.

What do you think?

Fixer -upper?

I think that's real estate for falling
apart.

$160 ,000?

Hey, get what you paid for, Mary Beth.

That's what I was hoping.

Detective Lacey, 14 Squad.

Oh, hello, Mrs. Jacoby, yes.

This is perfect timing.

I was just looking through the latest
listings.

I'm telling you, Marcus... Fresh
Meadows.

Oh, we do know the neighborhood, yes.

Victor,

this is a second honeymoon.

Cagney, what do you think?

Second honeymoon?

Yeah. Paradise Island in the Bahamas is
everything, man. Oh, yeah.

Scuba diving ain't bad either.

I bet you're a water sign.

Excuse me?

You're a sign.

Scorpio, Pisces, Cancer, right?

Victor, you sound like a throwback to
those singles bars in the 70s.

Bitches of Scorpio. They always get real
cranky when they don't get... I'm an

Aries, okay?

Aries? You're kidding. My younger sister
is an Aries. She's a reincarnation of

Anne Boleyn. So when is your birthday,
Cagney?

When's yours, Newman?

February 3rd, 1958.

1958?

You're depressing, Newman.

So you have a birthday coming up pretty
soon.

Yeah, Cagney. When is your birthday?

Exactly. Maybe I'll send you some
flowers, Cagney.

Be still, my heart.

This isn't going to make the front page,
but considering how slow the week has

been, I guess something's better than
nothing, right?

Depends on who's offering.

What you got, Sergeant?

Well, the last 61 had paid their
courtesy to 40th Precinct. They're

suspect who was found with the goods.
What do you know?

That's to stand they got lucky. Yeah, a
suspect, isn't he? He's in the emergency

room with Sisters of Hope.

That's a nice name for a hospital. It's
kind of uplifting, you know?

Now, we give pursuit, and this cowboy
tries to outrun us.

Now, we're really traveling when Mario
Andretti here fails to make a corner. He

wraps himself around a telephone pole
and knocks himself out. The guy sitting

next to him, a white male, jumps out of
the passenger side and takes off like a

bird. The white male who takes off like
a bird. 19, 20, medium build, 5 feet 8,

light hair cut in a shag, real snappy
dresser. Too preppy, not my style.

Very yuppie, the store owner told us.
Hey, isn't everybody?

Thank you, officer.

Marshall G. Owens. Sorry, Sarge, the
suspect is...

unconscious and currently undergoing
medical testing.

Now, Dr.

Giordano told us he'd let us know as
soon as he's available for

Well, until he lets us know, do we have
an ID on the... Jimmy Wilkins, age 18,

occupation student.

We found a university ID card. Stolen
goods in the car? Six -car stereo sent

the property clerk, one small metal
suitcase sent to the police lab with a

-45A for analysis.

Well, thank you very much, Officer
Owens. We aim to please, ma 'am.

Mm -hmm. Thank you.

That's something, huh?

Yeah, look at how they get these
rookies.

No, I'm talking about the kid running
out on his friend when his buddy is hurt

and all.

I actually wondered why he took out of
there so fast.

What a buddy. He's probably got a yellow
sheet six feet long.

Just doesn't want to get nailed again, I
guess.

So tonight, Mrs. Jacoby is taking us to
see this four -bedroom, two -and -a

-half bath in Fresh Meadows, which is
really flushing, but she says Fresh

Meadows is more desirable.

Did you ever hear that?

Uh -uh.

Oh.

Well, she says the owners are very
motivated.

Can't sell the sucker, huh?

She didn't say that exactly.

They just lowered the price?

$10 ,000, which is good for us, we
figure.

You know, if it's such a terrific house,
how come they're having such a hard

time unloading it?

You ought to think about that.

Think I'm getting crow's feet?

You?

Of course not.

I mean right here.

Under my eye, see?

Those are laugh lines.

I hate it when you're kind.

You're cheerful tonight.

I don't know why I bought this. I hate
mold.

I think you look very snazzy.

Except for the wrinkles.

What do you think?

Younger?

I thought you only wore those when you
go to bed at night.

The more I wear them, the better my
bite.

Oh, Christine, I always thought your
bite was fine.

It's your bark that needs a little work.

Almost plenty, Mary Beth.

Almost.

This is one of the loveliest options
I've ever had.

The all -purpose finished basement.

Solid linoleum floor.

There's even a little guest bathroom.

Oh, look. It's a marble sink. Look.

There is plenty of room for Harvey to
build a patio in the backyard without

hurting the maple tree. So that we can
barbecue in the summer.

Like at Brian's house.

Well, not exactly like Brian's house
because there's no pool. But there is a

bathtub and a shower. And I'm not
talking about a shower over the bathtub.

talking about a separate stall shower
with these tiles, Christine.

And wait till you see the breakfast
nook.

Well, I don't know, Mary Beth. This
sounds like Fresh Meadows answer to the

palace in Versailles. Yeah.

So you and Harvey are going to make an
offer or not?

We already did.

Ah! Yes!

Yes! Oh, that's great.

But they might, they still don't accept.

I mean, they could say no. Yeah. Or they
could make a counteroffer, which they

may do, because we came in under what
they were asking. Yes. On the other

like Mrs. Jacoby said, these owners are
very motivated. Motivated, yeah.

We've got kind of an unusual situation
here.

We understand that Mr. Wilcox is still
in very serious condition, doctor. Yes.

Well, more serious than we thought.

But he has regained consciousness.

Briefly. But he went out again about an
hour ago.

I went over the lab tests with pathology
to make sure we didn't make any

mistake. They say there's no chance of
an error.

The nurse said that he has a cerebral
hemorrhage.

Inoperable, yes.

But that's a small time compared to this
baby.

Wilkins has plutonium in his
bloodstream.

Sir?

The man's radioactive.

I'd sure like to know how he got that
way.

We can't talk in there. I can't disturb
my colleagues.

Well, Dr. Stanley, I could understand
why they'd be disturbed.

Hearing about the burglary, my partner
means.

Did you find my suitcase?

Yes, we did. The thieves had broken into
it, and those papers, your vital papers

that you were so concerned about,
they're gone.

But guess what the pathologist did find
when he examined that suitcase of yours

in the lab?

It's contaminated with plutonium.

So's the kid who stole it.

Dr. Stanley, you neglected to tell us
you were transporting plutonium.

I put it in a regulation type B lead
vial.

I took every precaution. There are
federal statutes, doctor, controlling

transportation of hazardous material.

Have you any idea the kind of red tape
that I'd have to put up with to get

government clearance?

I am already behind schedule and I can't
afford that.

I'm up for my grant renewal.

I don't care if you're up for a Nobel
Prize. There is missing plutonium

somewhere out there because of you. How
the hell am I supposed to know that my

car is going to get broken into?

Five minutes is all I left it.

Five minutes.

Man is a physicist.

I think he would have known better.

Week is picking up.

Oh, gee, I guess it is.

Looks like someone beat me to it,
Sergeant. I bet they're from David.

Oh, isn't that lovely? Happy birthday,
love, Brian.

Kiss off, Newman.

That's sweet.

Who is Brian?

Some guy who likes to throw his money
around to impress women. Who needs him?

Come on, Cagney, what's he got that I
don't? Probably wears wingtip shoes.

Sure he's not married and just keeping a
sweet -looking blonde on the slide?

Hey, that's no way to be talking about
Christine's big brother.

Brian is your big brother?

Excuse me, Victor.

It's not computer dating services,
Cagney. Out of my face, okay?

I love the heat of a woman's anger on
you, Victor.

Chris, I didn't mean to say anything
before.

That's okay.

Are you and David celebrating tonight?

Brian's always early.

That's my birthday's until Thursday.

Are you and David celebrating Thursday
night? No, Mary Beth, we are not.

David doesn't know it's my birthday.

And that's the phone king.

Oh, Christine, I know you're shy about
your birthday. I'm not shy about it.

I just think it's silly to make a big
deal out of something that's really not

even that big a deal.

You are sounding like you're over the
hill because you're going to be 39 years

old. I am not over the hill.

On the other hand, I am up high enough
where I'm getting a pretty good view.

Just think of very old -fashioned here,
Christine. You know that?

All the magazine articles say that a
woman does not even start her prime

she's 40 years old.

And all those glamorous actresses, they
say exactly the same thing. And take a

look at them.

Laugh lines only.

Linda Evans is 43 years old already.

That is four years older than you're
going to be. And I heard John Collins

68. All right, Mary Beth. Take a look at
Leah Horne.

I mean, the thing I love about birthdays
is that it's a kind of a once -a -year

time when your whole life passes before
your eyes.

That's what they say about people who
are drowning.

And Agent Hornby would like to assist us
in every way possible.

Any plutonium theft, of course, falls
under federal jurisdiction.

Normally, we work in conjunction with
NEST.

NEST?

Nuclear Emergency Search Team.

But according to the documentation that
you brought back, certifying the small

amount of plutonium missing, I think we
can handle this among ourselves, don't

you? No doubt in my mind.

What do I better?

Good, good.

We'd like to take advantage of the
expertise of the local police

No question, you have information
sources, we don't. Can't argue with

As Lieutenant Samuels knows...

We like to maintain a very low profile.
I prefer to work behind the scenes as

discreetly as possible.

We know that, Agent Hornby.

We've all worked with federal agents
before.

Sir, exactly how are you going to assist
us, sir?

I will observe and analyze your
investigation, making pertinent

necessary. What you're saying is you
want us to be your beard.

That's one way of looking at it,
Sergeant.

Cagney.

Of course.

I won't forget that again.

I think we all understand each other
here.

Now... Presuming these thieves didn't
know what they had. Excuse me,

sir, but we figure they must have.

From the papers that Dr. Stanley said
were in the suitcase.

Why else would Wilkins' partner have
taken the time to grab the vial? He was

being chased by two cops.

Then you'd better find his accomplice
and determine what he intended to do

it.

Pertinent suggestions?

Give me a break.

Christine, you might turn out to be very
helpful here.

How many cases have we had like this?

So it's missing plutonium. So what?

It's the same procedures.

Can't let an intimidation like this.

Uh -huh.

Detective Lacey, 14th.

Yes, Dr. Giordano. He's conscious, but
he's still in critical condition. You're

going to have to make it brief.

The plutonium poisoning made his
condition a lot worse, huh? No, not yet,

anyway. It moves a lot slower than that.
But with the kind of dosage he had, the

plutonium will catch up with him, all
right?

Is it fatal?

We're talking lung cancer first anyway,
maybe bone cancer too. First his weight

will drop, and then he'll start coughing
blood.

Do you have any idea how he contracted
his plutonium?

He snorted it. Dear Lord.

Silvery white powder, he said. I guess
he was already coked up when he tried

The ultimate high, huh?

His family's in here with him now.

Now we know who we're looking for. One
Dan Gorham, dropout student and aspiring

plutonium dealer.

Oh, I don't know, Christine, about
Gorham selling that stuff.

What that kid said about Gorham, the guy
who sold anything. They were on their

way to meet a fence from the car crash.

The shape welcomes us in. I don't think
he's lying.

Figure that, kid.

Parents are uptown people. They care
about their sons.

I mean, anybody could see that.

What makes a boy with everything stop
breaking into cars?

Easy money.

Easy money?

What'd he need?

The privileges he was born with?

He threw it away. He didn't care.

I hate it when people don't care.

Dan Gorm's brother said he and you used
to be roommates. I already spoke to the

Bureau of Radiation Control. That's his
last semester.

They told me that the Nuclear Regulatory
Commission... Thank you very much.

Yes, I do understand it's after hours,
but...

You have anything on Gorham?

Like the parents said, they didn't know
many of his friends. The old girlfriend

said he started running around with a
different crowd. She thought maybe he

stealing dope.

Nope, just plutonium.

Bigger profits.

We don't know that.

We don't know a damn thing, Mary Beth.

How am I supposed to find out how this
guy can sell this stuff if the

agencies won't even give me a straight
answer?

What about that person from the
Department of Health who said they'd

back? Oh, here, get this.

All I have to do is fill out a 49 with
my superiors, and then I can submit my

questions in writing. And after I do
that, they'll get back to us.

I wish we were talking drugs. Dealers,
sources of leaky, nowhere to start.

Well, during midnight oil, can I get
that?

I'll in.

I see that reporters can't keep dates
and hours either.

Certainly not when we're trying to get a
line on how some small -time thief got

himself contaminated with plutonium.

Contaminated with what?

Come on, Cagney.

I've got very reliable sources.

I understand the plutonium is still
missing.

Detective Lacey, if there's missing
plutonium out there, the people in this

need to know about it. Then you know
better than to ask us to comment on an

ongoing investigation.

I'm talking about more than some poor
guy like Wilkins who happens to be in

wrong place at the wrong time and gets
himself exposed to this stuff.

Do you have any idea what you've got?

Look, I'm quoting here.

There is a shortage of plutonium
available for the construction of

warheads.

That tells me there's quite a buyer's
market out there.

You've got your major powers.

You've got your terrorists.

You've got your enterprising
extortionists.

Maybe a crazy college kid with a genius
IQ?

I think you've been watching too many
James Bond movies, Sutter.

Do you know how much plutonium ends up
being unaccounted for every year?

I'm sure you're going to tell us. I wish
I could.

I'm a hotshot reporter with a major
metropolitan newspaper, and I can't get

facts. Nobody is talking.

Now, this stuff ends up somewhere.

I'd sure like to know where, wouldn't
you?

Great, Sutter.

Why don't you go on and save the world
and just let us do our job?

From what the doctor told me about
radiation, Wilkins was lucky he didn't

it.

What are you talking about?

He died.

An hour ago.

Why the hell weren't we notified?

Well, maybe you should get permission
from the federal authorities to check it

out, Sergeant. From what I hear.

They're the ones running your case so
far.

Agent Hornby, we did not give any
information to the press.

So where did the leak come from?

You and your partner both listed
plutonium contamination on the original

So obviously the press has an informant
on the NYPD payroll.

I'd like to know your source to make
that assumption.

Then where did the leak come from?

How about the hospital? The press knew
about Wilkinson before we did for crying

out loud.

I don't have time for conjecture. I'm
looking for results.

You want results?

Good idea.

I wanted to use some of that federal
clout of yours to get us into the

Regulatory Commission.

I thought you had everything under
control, Sergeant. Guess not.

I'll get us an appointment this
afternoon.

Lieutenant, please impress upon your
detectives the requirements of the

No problems, no publicity.

Otherwise, we'll have to re -examine our
cooperation with the NYPD.

Agent Hornby, let me impress upon you
that my detectives know how to do their

job.

You told him, Lieutenant.

Is there someplace you've got to go to,
Sergeant?

If people would just inform themselves,
they wouldn't be nearly so intimidated

by nuclear technology.

That's exactly what we're trying to do.

You were telling us about the plutonium
-238, Mrs. Delacasse.

In simple terms, it's primarily used to
power satellites.

In simple terms, what would be the
market for this kind of plutonium?

Beats me.

It's not weapons -grade. All it's good
for is research.

Not nuclear research?

Not in this country.

Other countries, then?

Not officially.

How about unofficially? The way my
people work is we like to focus on the

immediate facts of this case. Let's not
get into some long -term speculation.

I would like to hear what Mrs. Delicath
has to say, sir.

Look, it's no secret there are a number
of foreign nations eager to expand their

knowledge of nuclear technology.

Build their own bomb, you mean?

It stands to reason they'd be in the
market for any plutonium they could buy.

By the time they find out it isn't
weapons grade, it's too late for a

We're going off in a direction that's
very unlikely.

But the plutonium -238 itself is
harmless.

I wouldn't say that.

Accidents could happen if the wrong
people got hold of it. The wrong people?

Terrorists.

Well, even this kind of plutonium could
be added to a standard TNT bomb to

engineer some sort of radioactive ball
out.

All sorts of possibilities for demented
minds.

We really don't have time for this kind
of speculation.

You come in here taking my time, Agent
Hornby.

I'm not going to sugarcoat the facts to
make them go down easier.

Pounding the pavement with Hornby
breathing down her neck and not a damn

to show for it.

Let's go over it again. And then he
blames us, saying that the publicity on

Wilkinson is driving Gorham into the
woodwork. Hell, it should be driving him

a hospital to find out whether or not he
was contaminated.

But Wilkins said he was the only one
that snorted this stuff.

Quote, Gorham started to touch the vial,
but he changed his mind and went and

washed his hands, unquote.

See, that's what I'm talking about.

He knew enough to be scared.

What he doesn't know is how much of that
stuff he's been exposed to.

So if he thinks that Wilkins died
because of the contamination, then he

be trying to get help.

Tomorrow we start checking emergency
rooms.

Yeah, tomorrow.

I brought you here for the best fish and
chips in Coney Island, not corn dogs.

My party.

You know how many times you used to ask
me to bring you down here on your

birthday when you were a kid?

A lot. Oh.

After we finish, we'll go to Maury's and
shoot a few games of pool, just like

the old days.

Maury's? Mm -hmm.

I didn't even know that was open
anymore. Are you kidding? Laurie's where

taught you to shoot, fool.

Come on, it hasn't been that many years.

Seems like it found time.

Rob, we can work?

It's not an easy case.

Can't Samuel give you some backup?

The backup I have, I'd like to get rid
of.

Not so simple anymore, Bob.

Want to take a walk? Yeah, yeah, sure.

It's not like the good old days,
Charlie.

You used to bring me down here.

No, honey.

It wasn't simple then, either. You were
just a kid, that's all. You didn't know

any better.

Now that you've grown up, it's a whole
different world.

Yeah.

Sure feels that way.

Hey.

Happy birthday, baby.

Are you ready?

Yeah. Here we are.

I don't believe it. When did they put
this thing in here?

Boy, you must be disappointed, Chris.

I don't know, Charlie.

You always said we should keep up with
the times.

Tell you what.

I'll challenge you to a game of Pac
-Man.

It's my birthday, girl. You're on.

What the hell is Pac -Man?

I'll show you.

I'm going to go and check on Debbie.

Honey, she just got to sleep.

I want to be sure that she didn't kick
her blankets off again. Sweetheart. I'll

be very quiet.

Hey, Mike.

I said bed ten minutes ago. Harvey, TV
time's over.

It was a lousy program anyway.

Don't be a hard case, Harvey.

Good night, sweetheart.

Help people.

Amazing the way she can shut the whole
world down.

Hey, look. Hi, sweetheart.

Hey.

Want to say good night to your mother?

What, you think because you're 16 you're
too big to kiss me good night?

Sorry, Mom.

Come here.

Good night.

I thought once we found a house, he'd
start feeling happier about moving.

Before it was only talk. Now he knows
it's for real.

It's going to be hard for him, Harvey.

Having to transfer schools, making new
friends.

Mary Beth, I went to four different
schools each time I made it work.

Harvey will, too.

Yeah? You're always reading those news
magazines.

Hmm?

I don't know anybody that pays more
attention to that stuff than you do.

Harvey, before I started working on this
case I'm working on, do you remember

ever reading anything about there being
plutonium missing?

What do you mean by missing?

What do you mean by missing?

Gone. Lost.

Not there for bed check when they lock
up at night.

Yeah, I think I might have heard of
something like that before.

You might have?

Does that make you a little nervous,
Harvey?

Mary Beth, it doesn't do any good to
think about that kind of stuff.

Well, I wish I didn't have to think
about some of the things I heard about

today, but it doesn't make it go away.

Mary Beth.

The government and the scientists.

They are the ones running the show.
People like you and me, we don't have a

thing to say about it.

Harvey, you don't really believe that.

Do you know how lucky we are they kept a
genie in a bottle this long?

They can't do it forever, though.

Well, what the heck does that mean?

You and I are making a new home for our
family. I'm planning on a future.

Mary Beth, we are all sitting ducks if
somebody presses the wrong button.

It is a fact of life, just like babies
being born.

You just got to learn to live with it.
The way it was, soldiers fought the

Today, everybody's a target. Men, women,
kids.

It doesn't matter.

The big balloon goes up, it's all over.

Well, that's terrific, Harvey.

With the big balloon out there, why do
we bother getting up tomorrow morning?

You're going to wake up the baby. We may
as well give up right now.

Will you calm down about this? The way
you tell it, we might as well put our

hands over our head, bend over and kiss
our tails goodbye.

That's your brand new baby daughter.

I told you.

I'm telling you, this is our best shot.

We've combed every emergency room from
the Bowery to Washington Heights, and

there's nobody that comes close to
Gorham's description. We still have the

side that covers her. Not on my time.

Lady, it isn't working. So what, we go
back and show Gorham's picture to every

panhandler on 42nd Street?

You're reliable informant, Sergeant.
Let's see how reliable they are.

Our informants do not know the street
value of plutonium. Hell, they don't

know what plutonium is.

I'm not interested in a wild goose chase
here.

You're not interested in anything. Look,
Sergeant.

If your local resources keep coming up
dry, it may be time to take a new

approach with a new team.

Do you love it? We do all the legwork,
and he takes the credit with the brass

Washington. No one's going to take any
credit for anything until we find

Yes, sir.

With the publicity on Wilkins' death, I
was sure that he would come for...

Publicity on Wilkins?

It'll can't be. That's where we've gone
wrong.

It should be targeted at Gorham.

If he doesn't care about his body, then
Gorham might come crawling out of the

woodwork if he thought that he was the
one that was contaminated.

Well, I think it is our duty to alert
Gorham that he should definitely seek

medical attention.

The 6 o 'clock news in every newspaper,
as soon as possible.

What did I start here?

Lieutenant?

What, using the press to smoke out a
perp? You said it. We do. We've done it

before. Yeah.

Not when the federal authorities have
instructed us to keep a low profile.

Very bad. Hornby has been using the 14th
like errand boys.

Coming in here, running us around,
telling us what to do. Oh, you're a cag,

Dean. Come on.

You're a professional. When are you
finally going to learn that you've got

work with the Bowers at B?

Well, Lieutenant, you said that he could
steal this collar from us any time he

wanted. Yeah.

Yeah, he can do that.

Sir, I think that Lynn Sutter may be
interested in helping us here.

You think so, huh? Yes, sir.

If he's worried about a press leak, I'll
give him a press leak.

555 -2424, sir.

What

time

do you have?

Six minutes later than the last time you
asked me.

That late edition came out three hours
ago.

What do you want to do? You want to
notify all the ERs and clinics and all

five boroughs again?

Why don't you go on home?

I'll call you if something comes in.

I told Harvey it'd be a late night when
he called.

You sounded so anxious, is all. So go
home.

This case is as important to me as it is
to you, Sergeant.

It's silly for the two of us to be
sitting around here waiting like this.

So you go home.

You are so stubborn.

Look who's talking.

Tell you what.

I'll flip a coin.

Heads, I stay.

Tails, you stay, all right?

All right.

You win!

Does that mean I stay?

No, it means you go.

Good scene.

Very best. Harvey's waiting.

This is your sergeant speaking.

I think the fix was in.

Nobody said life was fair, Mary Beth.

Congratulations, Mrs. Lacey.

Let me be the first to welcome you to
your new residence in Fresh Meadows.

We got the house.

I made them an offer they couldn't
refuse.

Oh, Harvey, I can't believe it. Oh,
baby.

I can't believe it.

Our own house. Our own house.

Oh, you know what Mrs. Jacoby calls it?
She calls it an investment in our

future.

Our future, Mary Beth.

Yes, our future.

You know, the first thing I'm going to
build, Mary Beth, I am going to build a

backyard barbecue, and then...

Then I am going to build a treehouse for
Michael.

And then I am going to build a sandbox
for Alice. How's Harvey Jr. doing with

the news?

Not terrific.

In fact, I think he would probably be
glad to see his mother right now.

Break your eardrums when I'm asking.

And I'll survive.

You'll survive starting a new school,
too.

Harvey, we're not going to be that far
away. You can invite your old friends

over any time you want. It's not the
same.

Mom, I don't care about a new house.

I don't care if I have to share my room
with Michael.

Why do we have to move?

Because we want something better.

Yeah? What if you and Dad hate the
neighbors?

What if the house starts falling apart?

What if I just... Sweetie, sometimes
when you want something very badly, you

have to take risks.

And you don't know if everything's going
to turn out to be the way you want.

And that's a scary thing. You don't
know.

But you can't let that stop you.

I think that if you want something badly
enough, you have to try things and hope

and trust that they turn out to be all
right.

It's not going to be all right.

I know it.

Hey, I know that everything does not
have a happy ending.

But I think we have to believe in it
anyways.

How else could we go on if we don't
believe that everything's going to be

I'm sorry to interrupt. Chris said it's
urgent.

Thanks.

It's our family, Harvey.

We have too much yet to take for any one
of us to let the other one down.

It's going to be a big change.

But to make it work, we all have to
commit to it, Hoff.

You're in this, too.

It's up to you, too.

Be strong, baby.

Yeah, did you get anything?

People's Free Clinic on West 23rd
Street, Mary Beth.

A 19 -year -old fitting Dan Gorham's
description is currently undergoing lab

tests for plutonium poisoning.

I'm having uniforms. Bring them in.

You better call Hornby.

Chris.

I'm not saying anything until I get the
results of those lab tests.

Hey, I touched that damn vial, too, you
know.

Well, you didn't snort the plutonium.

According to the doctor, you're safe
enough.

Where is it?

You're welcome to another body search,
lady.

You think you're real smart, don't you,
Gorham?

A lot smarter than the other punks we
get in here, right?

Because you got a couple of semesters of
college under your belt?

Because your parents have some fancy
dressing scarves on, but they're real

of their son, the thief.

Yeah, thief is one thing, but he runs
out on his pal.

Danny boy, you didn't care.

He's got the plutonium.

You can get a lot more money for that
than you can fencing car stereos, right,

kid? Yeah, and that way he didn't have
to split the profits with poor dumb

Jimmy. Yeah, that was real convenient,
that car crash wiping out your buddy.

No wonder you left him there to die.

Hey, I couldn't help him.

Did you try?

You ever think about what plutonium can
be used for?

How many people can be hurt?

One person died already, and he can't
wait to be responsible for more.

I thought you were a lot smarter than
this, Gorham.

Dealing plutonium is a federal offense,
unless, of course, you like the idea of

sitting on your butt for the next 20
years in a federal penitentiary.

What's in it for me?

Time, maybe.

That's not enough.

You help us.

We'll let you know what we can do for
you.

I already sold it.

What'd you sell it to?

A guy.

A buddy of mine set me up with.

He said he could move it to some
overseas contact.

Where'd you set up the deal?

Guy's office.

Queens. Where in Queens?

There ain't been nobody in this place in
over six months.

Looks it. I told you this place was a
dump.

Look, this is where I met the guy. I
swear it.

Damn thing.

Brand new set and the louse stiffs me.

You can't trust nobody nowadays.

We think that Gorham is telling the
truth, sir. He's too smart to lead it

the garden path when his tail's on the
line.

So the landlord is lying.

Maybe, maybe not.

The man that Gorham met could have been
a former tenant.

Could have been a friend of a tenant
with a key.

Forensics is already destined for
Prince, Lieutenant. They must have come

with something.

I've already ordered the results sent to
Washington.

We've done all we can here, Lieutenant.

We? My people are prepared to assume
full authority on this.

You can't do that.

Cagney. What?

Cagney, please.

Hornby, I think our detectives have got
a handle on this now. You're damn right

we do.

What the hell are you talking about?
This case gets more out of control by

minute. Thanks to the NYPD.

Last night, the Gorham case was the
headline story on every newscast in the

city. Hornby.

In my judgment, that was the right
decision.

Worked, didn't it?

A delicate case like this requires
sensitivity and discretion.

There's certain information the public
can't deal with. What information is

that, Agent Hornby?

I think there's something else bothering
Agent Hornby.

Like the fact that the plutonium is
still missing.

That's going to be embarrassing, isn't
it?

Thank you, Lieutenant, for your
cooperation in this case. I assure you

remain high on our priority list.

So how long before somebody sells that
plutonium to the highest bidder?

Detective Lacey, this really isn't your
problem.

It isn't my problem?

Dan Gorham fenced that poison 28 blocks
from my home.

What the hell do you mean it's not my
problem? This is exactly the kind of

attitude that breeds overreaction.
Getting emotional like this... Well,

better get emotional because we're
talking people's lives here.

I assure you, detective, this will be
handled by experts in these kinds of

cases. They'll keep it under control.

Now, if you'll just step aside and let
us get on with our work. I don't believe

you, Hornby. Not anymore.

You're not going to do a damn thing
about it, but I am. I'm going to do

something about it. I apologize,
Lieutenant. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, but there's craziness out
there and nobody's doing anything about

because somebody else is supposed to be
in charge.

I will monitor this case as best we can.
I promise you that we're not going to

forget it.

I'm not only talking about this case.

I don't know what I'm going to do.

But I'm going to find out.

I'm going to find out what to do.

Excuse me for interrupting.

There's a personal delivery here for
Sergeant Kagan.

Oh, I'll get it to a leader call.

Requires your signature, Kagan.

Sergeant Christine Cagney? Oh, yes.

Detectives Newman, Izbeki, Petrie,
Carasa, and Sergeant Coleman ask that I

you the following message.

You better sit down for this one, Sarge.

Happy birthday, baby!

I'm your...

He even wrote the lyrics.

First saw them when Harvey took me and
the boys to the botanical garden a

weeks ago. And the special thing about
this plant is that it blooms only once

20 years.

Well, something to look forward to.

Thank you.

I'll get you something grand, you know,
for next year for the big 4 -0.

But anyways, for now, here's to your
39th birthday.

Long may she wait.

Charity, whoa.

Very good.

This is my 40th.

Oh, no, Christine.

I distinctly remember last year when I
took you to that Chinese restaurant.

Someplace between the egg rolls and the
mooshu pork. You told me you were 38.

I lied.

You lied?

Well, it was a white lie.

It wasn't really much importance. I was
just sort of kidding around.

For one year?

I mean, it's not like you said you were
29.

Or 35, even. For one year, you lied?

I didn't. It wasn't a lie.

It was an omission.

Besides, at my age, every year counts.

Yeah, I guess so.

So what are you coming clean now for?

I don't know.

I'm trying to maturity, I guess.

Forty, huh?

Those do make you look younger.

Yeah? Well, like you said, Mary Beth,
I'm in my prime.

Probably should start acting like it,
huh?

Thank you.

I don't know, Mary Beth.

The Saturdays are going by faster than
they used to.

Huh?

When I was a kid, I hated going to
school on my birthday.

So I'd count ahead to see which years my
birthday would land on a Saturday.

7th, 14th, 21st.

And the next one coming up would be my
42nd.

Not so far away.

I like Saturdays.

I wish we had more of them.

Me too.

It's your new house, Mary Beth.

Yeah.

And two more Saturdays, Christine.