All language subtitles for Cagney and Lacey s07e04 Different Drummer

There's been a rumor that you've got
cockroaches in there.

Big, fat, ugly roaches.

My little boy is in the hospital because
of her. Makes you mad is what it does.

Makes you feel angry. Every time you
yell charge, I run out there on a limb

you. I would hate to think that you were
beating up on an old lady in order to

make points with Inspector Nelman.

Malochio. Malochio.

What'd she use on you, huh?

Hypnotism? The woman redefines the word
eccentric.

Maybe she is a witch.

I will cut off your head and stop it
down the toilet. toilet.

I realize it's just a dog. Oh, not at
all.

What could be more important than one of
God's little creatures?

Sergeant Cagney, I realize this isn't a
flashy case, but didn't

you tell our community board meeting
that every crime is important to

Inspirational, isn't it?

I think what my partner is trying to
say, Mrs. Gettling, is why would anyone

want to steal a dog?

Unless it was valuable like one of those
show animals.

He was valuable to my little girl. Every
day she took Henry for a walk.

And yesterday, as they were leaving, he
got loose and he disappeared down the

stairs and she heard an apartment door
opening and closing and that weird music

pouring out. Excuse me, could we back
up? She tried to get Mrs. Hendershot to

tell her what she had done with Henry
and all that woman did was to yell

something horrible.

Who was Mrs. Hendershot?

A ground floor apartment.

Facing the street.

Elnora Hendershot.

Did anybody actually see Mrs. Hendershot
take the dog?

Well, no, but it is well within her
capabilities. For ten years, we have

patient. Well, that woman has gotten
stranger and stranger.

If you don't mind, Mrs. Gatling, we
would like to speak with your daughter.

Oh, I'm sorry, but the doctor insisted
on the sedative. And Amy is a tough kid.

But if you could have seen her half
scared out of her mind, well, she could

barely talk.

Begging your pardon, but if that's the
case, how can you be so sure that what

happened... happened?

Go down and see Mrs.

Hendershot.

You will understand.

Just imagine, no more Mrs.

Pankowski and her son Howard the Peeping
Tom.

No more calls about the Murrays who want
to practice the limbo with their blinds

open.

Goodbye, rabid mice and missing dogs.

Christine, I have enjoyed you being on
the community board almost as much as

have. Mm -hmm.

Let me tell you my bit, this is my
little corner of paradise.

God bless Inspector Nelman. And that
Chinese firecracker led a new meaning to

the phrase, it only hurts when I laugh.

Careful, Sergeant, if these walls have
ears, you might wind up the community

board's permanent liaison.

You talk dirty.

Well, just like Mom in Apple Pie.

There's Mom now.

Mrs. What's her name?

Hendershot. Mrs. Hendershot?

It's Detective Lacey and Sergeant
Cagney, NYPD.

Want to open up, ma 'am? We'd like to
talk to you.

Mrs. Hendershot?

It's the police.

I can't hear you!

So you want to break it down or go for
lunch?

She probably had the dog in there,
forcing him to watch the death scene

Yeller. Good thing.

Hey, I answered the complaint, all
right? That's the end of it. Well, that

to bring them cheering to their feet at
your next board meeting.

Mary Beth, whose side are you on?

Two weeks, partner. You can do it with
your teeth clenched. It's fine, all

right? I will call them back, I will
follow through, and I will prove myself

be a responsive and attentive member of
the community board.

Very good, Christine.

Sometimes I think the nuns made a
mistake letting you go.

Yes, Mrs. Gatlin?

I spoke with the health department, and
she seems to have passed every single

inspection. Uh -huh.

I talked to the SPCA.

Now listen, if your dog should come
back... What?

Of course I understand.

Uh -huh.

Yes, ma 'am.

Mm -hmm.

Uh -huh.

Uh -huh.

Bye.

You have a nice day, too.

And a nice night. You know, for just one
brief moment of real police work.

Forrest, homicide, it's all yours.

You know, you can't blame Mrs. Devlin.
Can you imagine trying to throw a dinner

party?

You know, it might be best if you didn't
bring your dog. It's sort of hard to

explain. I don't know what the big deal
is, as long as she keeps passing

inspection. So you wouldn't mind her
moving next door to you? Well, Mrs.

would love to trade.

Be glad to. It's fine.

Your neighbor's the Benson's. For the
Bride of Frankenstein, we'll call it a

lend -lease program.

She could take the whole block for all I
care. You know, Mrs.

Hendershot would love the suburbs.

Everybody has a dog.

Good night, Christine.

Uh -huh.

Think of the barbecues.

You know, Sarge, no matter what you do,
Lassie's not coming home.

Esposito, if you don't have enough work,
you'll have to go. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey, Cagney, what do you say? A big
fight on the tube at Flannery's?

No, thanks, Becky. I'm busy. No way. You
miss a reunification bout.

You don't want your barstool to end up
under somebody else's butt, do you? Your

lease is up.

Maybe another time, okay?

Look, I understand.

You had a hard time learning about
moderation.

You're forgiven, okay?

There's no reason to give up your whole
entire social life.

Victor, if you were my whole entire
social life, I'd go to Sweden for a sex

change.

Detective, I'm busy.

Mrs. LaMotta was right. You're very well
informed.

I do try to keep abreast of my
children's education.

Like I told you, Mrs. Isaacs, commitment
is her middle name. Franny, you're way

too generous. If I'd known you were
coming, I'd have made cookies.

Listen, Lacey, we want to know what you
think. How do you feel about your son's

school?

Is it about sex education?

No. School prayer?

No, Mrs. Lacey. It's about reading,
writing, and arithmetic.

Did you see the borough -by -borough
scores this week in the Times?

Yes, I did. Did you know that three
years ago your son's junior high was in

90 percentile? That's why I got
involved, Mary Beth.

That's a drop of 20 points. We wonder if
schools today aren't too caught up in

being relevant and committed.

Being committed is not such a bad thing.
Yes, but committed to what?

Relevant to whom?

What if Michael's English class stopped
learning vocabulary and spent six weeks

making a collage of heavy metal rock
musicians?

It happened here in Queens.

I do not know about you, but I don't pay
taxes to promote Twisted Sister.

Are you with that group that wants to
put ratings on records?

No, really, believe me, Mrs. Lacey.

We're having a meeting tomorrow night,
and we would like you and your husband

be there. You know how you always say,
get involved?

And you did spend all that time helping
Michael read.

Franny, we dealt with that fine
ourselves.

How did you deal with that?

Well, we spent more time.

Saturdays and weeknights, you know,
spelling out words, going over homework.

And that's what good parents do. Ones
like you.

But during those eight hours you're gone
each day...

Don't you worry about his teachers,
about who else is shaping his mind.

If he was spending six weeks making a
collage, I'd know it. Yes, but with all

these things screaming for our
attention, our careers, our lives, how

members of the school board can you
name?

The president is Mrs. Stein.

And, um,

oh, there's that bull -like man. What's
his name?

Peterson. Patterson. Patterson.

Don't worry.

It's so easy to lose touch. I couldn't
even name one.

To be honest, we're in a hell of a fix
here.

We have turned the power over to a bunch
of suits attached to forms attached to

desks.

Why do we always do that with the things
that count?

First the doctors, then the lawyers, now
the school board.

Everyone else is running our lives.

Mrs. Lacey.

You know what President Kennedy would
say to that.

Ask not what your school can do for you.

Ask what you can do for your school.

Go to sleep, babe.

You know what time it is.

Harvey, you cannot shame a person into
falling asleep.

You want to go to that meeting, Mary
Beth?

I'm behind you 100%, but me, I have got
other plans.

You won't consider putting off bowling
to another night.

You know, when the kid couldn't read, we
worked with him.

Now we can read.

When he has a problem, we deal with it.

Yeah? When was the last time you sat
down with him and really talked about

school?

Every time I tried to.

He says, I'm fine, Dad.

You know what it is?

Parents are like cars.

Built -in obsolescence.

Babe, you're in bed with an etzel.

Good night.

Good night.

I try to keep up with his education
twice a year. I go down to that school,

try and fit in that tiny little desk,
and they talk for ten minutes.

How do they even know they have the
right mother?

That's like saying, how do we know the
nursery gave us the right baby?

Harvey, a mother knows.

Oh, yeah?

Do you know Harvey Jr., the one who's
marching around in that uniform sounding

like Ali North, spouting the kind of
bull that comes from the Pentagon?

The kid who's trying to be Top Gun and G
.I. Joe all tied up in one?

You want to talk about schools? Fine.

Look who's teaching him politics.

He's not getting that stuff from me.

Maybe we should have dinner early
tomorrow.

Do you know where every single textbook
in this country is printed, Mary Beth?

Texas. Oh, we can make sandwiches and go
early and get a good seat.

Texas.

That's who's setting the standards.

Putting out that kind of drivel that
won't offend anyone. Well, it offends me

that no one is offended.

Good night, Harvey. Good night, baby.

We'll talk about Texas tomorrow.

Look what they've done to history, Mary
Beth.

Vietnam was a hiccup, a slip, a scab on
any of your life.

McCarthy. He was just misunderstood.

You know, Nixon's even beginning to look
good again.

Before long, our kids, our hope of the
future, they're going to go ahead and

they're going to re -elect them.

That's what they're going to do.

Re -elect Richard Nixon.

You know, I got to hand it to you, Gary.

I've been sitting here wondering, is she
really going to make it?

I beg your pardon? She makes it past two
months. She makes it past three.

She's breezing past four and five.

And now, just as she's making a turn for
home, she goes down.

What are you talking about exactly,
Lieutenant? What you do, Sergeant. Go

shoot your mouth off again.

What? You want to sit on that community
board for the rest of your natural life?

Three parked cars with the tires
slashed. It's a big, hairy deal,

Red uniforms. One of those vehicles
happened to belong to the owner of the

missing dog.

Now put a stop to this, Cagney. The DD
-5s are piling up to the ceiling. Kiss

the baby and move on.

Sir, the baby is an 80 -year -old woman
who refuses to even answer her door.

Well, so what? She can walk, can't she?

I think she snuck out in the middle of
the night to go splash tires, sir. Who

knows? She managed to hold two of my
very finest at bay, didn't she?

What'd she use on you, huh?

Hypnotism? Her secret decoder ring?

Getting warm.

Hey.

Don't go in there.

She's a witch.

This is Embershot and Sergeant Cagney of
the 14th. Can you open the door,

please? I'm here on official police
business.

Hey, you don't want to open the door.

There's been a rumor that you've got
cockroaches in there.

Big, fat, ugly roaches.

Now, if I have to come back, I'm going
to bring the fire department and the

health department and have an on -site
mandatory inspection.

Be reasonable, Sergeant. This woman
could be evicted. I don't care,

I don't care if we have to take a fire.
The house is open.

The defendant's gone.

Detectives. The two of you.

Come on.

Who's the tennis shot?

There have been... Sit!

Thank you.

There have been several rather serious
allegations made against you.

Is that pink?

Pink.

Not a good day for Pink.

As I was saying, there have been several
complaints.

Go ahead. You're doing great.

Mrs. Hendershot, there have been several
complaints about slashed tires on your

block last night.

Simply because I own 14 scimitars? Or is
it because of my butcher knife

collection? It seems the little one is
most useful on trainer fields.

Did you know that Mrs. Gatlin's daughter
claims you accosted her and stole her

dog? That mangy rat.

They stick that rat on me.

Did you know that?

And they breed them.

They do.

I have seen that woman take rats up the
stairs to her room and

close the door.

Makes me want to puke.

I can imagine.

Well, just between us, there are some
very strange people living in this

building.

Let me get this straight. You don't know
anything about any flash tires or

missing dog?

That damn rat again!

Rat!

Mrs. Hendershot, look, we're just two
public servants here.

Take a... Here,

take a whiff.

Robot, meet the heat.

Tea.

I insist.

It is my own special blend.

That is a joke, Christine. She was
joking.

We'll let Solomon decide that.

What are you going to do? Ask him to
test for Yorkie? You know what he's

to say?

The doctor is in.

I can't believe it.

I am rubbing my eyes. It's you.

It's not a mirage. It's like H2O to a
dying man.

Don't drool in it. Just analyze it, all
right? Ah, Christine, Christine.

You were trembling at the rush of
sensations.

What do you think of the place?

Totally mellow, huh? Totally.

Far out? Classy. Ah, Mr. Inge, get a
load of that dosage.

Am I your redecorator or what?

And oh, oh, check it out, check it out.

New refrigerator.

Is that where you keep the body part?
Just the prized samples and specimens.

Care for a cold one?

No, thanks. I'm watching my food
combining. Listen, that's important, all

I need an answer on it. How about ASAP?

You go out with me.

Come on. Come on, please. What do you
say? What do you say? You and me.

Saturday night, Roseland.

I'm working on a gold certificate from
Arthur Murray.

25 international dances in the language
of love.

I'd rather be fed to wild pigs.

I think she's warm enough.

Hey, she's hot.

Why can't they file a hentai shot under
H, where it's supposed to be?

Under D for Dottie, or W for totally
whacked out.

Christine, I'm your partner.

Normally, your problems are my problems.

But if the lieutenant asked how come
neither one of us is working, Katie...

Listen, partner, every time you yell
charge, I rush out there on a limb for

Now, if Solomon can't come up with
something, he's up to us to make these

happy.

Us? That's right.

If I'm unhappy, you're unhappy.

And if I have to spend the rest of my
life on this damn board... She wants to

left alone, Christine. Leave her alone.

All we need is a parking ticket or maybe
another missing dog.

I mean, what if she's been chowing down
on Pekingese all these years? Then she

sees a little cute one go by, she can't
help herself.

What if I go back to the office and
pretend like we're both working?

Malochio.

Malochio.

Pardon me.

This is Aunt Nellie. You know, she lives
in Charlie's old neighborhood.

She used to hang out the window,
screaming about the evil eye.

For fun, she'd go down to the ferry and
dance with the sailors, thinking it was

the end of World War II.

Had a shot of Elnora.

Public nuisance, multiple complaints,
malicious mischief, disturbing the

Oh, look at this. There's an assault
charge.

Look at this.

They put her away in Bellevue.

Great.

First.

I wanted a bris.

Of course.

And they tell me he got circumcised in
the hospital. Go figure that out. Well,

maybe it was a baby.

He sat up and said, we're the chosen
people.

What's the second prize?

Now, I tell David, I'm putting away
money for the bar mitzvah lessons. He

ahead and has a regular connection fit.

Geez, I hear what you're saying, but
maybe someone else got to be coming from

the wife.

I try to be a good father -in -law.

We eat kosher cat knees.

What has she got against being Jewish?

Oh. Lieutenant, I think you should face
the facts.

I don't think the name Me -Ling exactly
brings to mind Bagels and Schmier.

So what?

She was hospitalized for one week 11
years ago. Big deal. A lot of famous

go to the hatch, too.

Yeah, name one.

Thomas Eagleton. Look what they did to
that poor guy.

Any Democrat is mentally ill.

What about Arnold Espinosa?

Yeah, a big important.

Uncle Arnold was married to Barbara
Mandrell. In his mind.

Must have been a heck of a wedding
night.

So the woman is marching to a different
drama.

Tripping is the word.

What about all those complaints?

They never went to court.

Okay, the assault charge.

What about that?

What about it? A man shoves her, she
shoves him back. You usually call that

-defense. At this point, is it a sin to
go see a shrinker? What about the

lieutenant? What about you and me?

According to the psychiatric social
worker, the woman redefined the word

eccentric. All those years all alone in
that apartment, dusting on, cooking on,

holding amusing little concerts for her
neighbors.

You know, I would hate to think that you
were beating up on an old lady in order

to make points with Inspector Nelman.

You're right, Mary Bitt. You know how
impressed the inspector gets whenever I

haul in an indigent old woman. Poker
night, Cagney.

Unless your aunt's sick this month, too.

The executive council of the poker
committee has declared you buy because

missed the past four games.

Then you are on the hook for all of it.
Thirty bucks.

Okay. And make it a premium brew,
Cagney. Something brewed west of

Okay.

Making house calls?

Only if it's time to take your
temperature.

Let's not lose our heads.

Listen, listen.

Forget about Roseland.

You and me, we take out the Rambler, we
drive upstate for a long weekend of

erotic animated films.

If God wanted Mickey and Minnie to fool
around, he would have given them five

fingers.

Detective Solomon, don't you have
something for us?

Yes. The results of the test from the
sample that you gave me, yes. The sample

contains vitamin A palmitate, niacin,
calcium pantothenate, iodized salt,

crude protein, and... Brody, wait. What
kind of protein?

Horse. Horse?

You found horse?

That's what I'm trying to tell you.

Somebody killed a horse?

It did. Go play in your own corral. It
couldn't be horse. It's dog meat.

Detective Lacey, 14th.

Easy, ma 'am. Say it slow.

Watch my lips. Horse.

We're talking horse.

Stay where you are. We're on our way.

From Elnora Hendershot's building, a
Mrs. Simon upstairs.

Her son has been poisoned.

I told you, she poisoned him.

How?

What happened exactly? Look, look. He
came running in here, screaming,

his stomach against the pain.

She did it.

That's what he told me? That's good
enough for me.

Well, she did what exactly?

Shoved a potato in his face, stuck a pin
in it, and told him he was going to get

very, very sick to his stomach.

And he has.

He has.

Excuse me.

She stuck a pin in a potato.

You've never heard of voodoo, Sergeant
Cagney?

Oh, I mean, you can laugh.

But no one is safe from her and that
thing that she's making.

What thing, ma 'am? Oh, the thing down
in the courtyard. I don't know what it

is, but it's pretty damn thick.

You know, I'm sure that there's a
perfectly rational explanation for all

this. You bet there is. She's crazy. And
I want her out of here now.

Ma 'am, we can't put people in jail
without due process.

I don't think you people understand.

She is out of control. Now she's going
after our children.

All right, fine.

We'll talk to her, okay?

Those kids are right.

Maybe she is a witch.

I take care of my own problems.

I don't need any help. I don't need you.
I don't need any cops.

I take care of my own problems because I
have my ways.

Oh, yes.

I have my ways.

Don't worry about me. I have my ways.
That bit with the potatoes, is that one

your ways?

Oh, sure. You want a quick arrest.

I will swear out a complaint against
him. Go ahead and arrest him.

Arrest who?

Him. What, the little kid?

You want us to arrest a 10 -year -old
kid?

If your cat has kittens in the oven,
does that mean you get biscuits?

I beg your pardon?

Has been around here all the time,
spying on me.

He is a gangster.

How do you think Al Capone got started?

Ma 'am, I doubt it was from looking for
a ball in his neighbor's yard. So you

say.

Shall free them to feed... Mrs.
Hendershot, the boy's mother said that

spell on him.

We saw him, and he's definitely sick.

Do you believe in sex?

You know how you get...

Be against things.

You think it's easy for me standing up
against City Hall?

It's never easy for me.

Cross me again, and I'll bend into
Colorado River

toads.

Mrs. Tendershot, jerks or not, you're
going to have to learn to get along with

your neighbors.

them. The sea shall free them.

That's the work of yours.

This is, um, it's very, uh, what do you
call him?

A vulture.

Not exactly a rocket scientist.

I think what she meant was, does your
sculpture have a name?

Don't name your kids till you find out
who they are.

When it grows up.

Funny that our thing of hers isn't half
bad.

This from somebody whose old car was a
smashed cube in their living room.

I mean it. I mean, you see Picasso?

You know that guitar thing he did?

Looks like a cardboard tube with string
on it.

Chris, she may not be Margaret Hamilton,
but take my word for it, she's not

Picasso either.

Don't forget to buckle your seat. Way
ahead of you.

Time for meeting tonight.

Good morning.

Going poker tonight.

They've been ragging me.

You'll be fine, you know.

You're still funny and charming and
vivacious and all that stuff. You'll be

fine.

Hopefully a few hands out, a few laughs.

I'm on there for club soda.

You could tell him the truth. No.

Anonymity's what the whole thing's
supposed to be about.

No, just tell him when the time's right.

Well, I'm sure you know what you're
doing. I'm still me.

Atta girl. There he goes.

Come on, Esposito. Put up or shut up.

I'm out.

I'm busted.

Rue, anyone?

Rue? Yeah.

Tag me, he said west of the Passaic, not
under the East River.

You know what they say, it ain't over
till it's over.

Attaboy. That's telling her, hombre.

Score one for the big guy.

Okay.

I'll see your 50.

I'll raise it.

Give me a break.

He couldn't even blank.

And I'll raise you.

Grit for my blood.

Okay, sucker.

I'll see your 50.

And... I'll raise you a dollar.

You're just kidding, kid. You ain't
getting nothing.

One way to find out.

Come to mama.

Come on, Kat. Yeah, I was right. Come
on. What are you holding?

No pay, no peek.

My kid?

My kid has the morality of an alley cat?

Your kid resembles one. Nobody meant it
personally. You and that two -faced Emma

Isaacs, you deserve each other.

manicure, Harvey, and the sincere smile,
and underneath it all is nothing but a

bunch of lousy book burners. Don't
worry, babe.

We'll still be friends. Franny and Artie
will get over it. I don't care if they

do. That woman is never coming to my
house again.

Nervous dumb people.

Hey, babe, you got a right to be upset
that Mrs. Isaac, she fooled you. She

fooled everybody, Harvey.

You saw all those people nodding their
heads about the dirty words.

They wanted censor, Romeo and Juliet.

In their version, Harvey, it's going to
be about two little teenage kids who are

going to like each other. Oh, baby, you
were terrific just jumping up and

hollering. If you'd have been at Salem,
they never would have burned the witch.

If you'd have been around during
McCarthy, there never would have been a

blacklist. Never.

Hey, did you see the look on Franny's
face? The Lamottas and the Bensons and

Mrs. Emma Isaacs, Harvey. These are the
great minds that are going to be

deciding our children's future.

Only if there's a majority.

Racists and wife -beaters and dope
-growers and book -burners.

This is what we get for upscaling,
Harvey.

We don't belong here. We live here.

You remember Gary Cooper in High Noon?

At the end, he threw his badge in the
dirt.

Oh, baby.

Oh, sweetie.

Forget it, I'm out.

She'll already won this month's rent and
the new boots I picked out.

No. Don't knock if you haven't swum in
it, right? I have, and I will.

You're deal, Cagney. Next time it'll be
Julie Temple and Roy Rogers and those

guys. Oh, it's a happy couple. Well,
it's an unfair advantage.

I say we dump anyone who isn't mad
enough to drink the hard stuff.

The first time I whooped your butt
across the face.

Used to hurt good.

Now it's just boring.

But to give her a break so she doesn't
holler at anybody anymore.

Stand up on a chair and insult people.

Used to be a loud mouth.

Who started you on, Coleman?

Oh, for the good old days.

I'm so sorry. I hope I haven't offended
you, Sergeant.

Not at all, Detective.

It's nice to see you're using your head
for something.

At least I don't look down my nose at my
buddies.

Am I right?

You know, you don't have to be drunk to
have a good time. Let me tell you

something. You were never a good time.

Hey, guys, she's waking up.

And who could forget good old Carrosa?

At the Holy Name Society dance, we'd try
and pull his pants off over his head.

Of course, and there's that great cut
-up Coleman who ralphed all over the

inspector's shoes. Now, that's what I
told the mayor of the lab.

Sergeant Cagney.

Yes. Phone call downstairs. They said it
was urgent.

I want them out of here.

Calm down, Elnora.

Trespassers. It's going to be all right.
They're uniformed officers.

Carpetbaggers.

You stupid.

Stupid. Stupid.

They say that the boy was rushed off to
the hospital.

You know anything about that?

If I could have, I would have put him in
a stew.

him. Come on, they don't even make jokes
about that around here.

Not only that, I would have fattened him
up with onions and carrots like my

little Hansel. Not at all. I

didn't

call you here to shrink my skull into
me.

I can get into touch with Dr.

Joyce any time I want to. She comes in
very nicely over my toe, sir. Lady,

you talk crazy like that. They're going
to come and they're going to take you

away.

Do your job.

Just do your job.

Elnora, would you listen to me?

I know you can listen.

I know that you're afraid and I'm not
going to do anything to hurt you.

I'm calling social services and see if
they can come over here and help.

I don't want any help.

I don't need any help.

You don't even have enough to eat.

You liar.

I'm not lying.

I know budgets do.

I know that you eat horse meat.

Boiled Mr.

Ed's alive.

Had him on cold. Oh, you did not. You
didn't kidnap any stupid dog. You went

the store and you spent 69 cents on a
can of dog food.

So I checked with the hospital. The
boy's going to be fine.

Heard that it wasn't any mysterious
voodoo.

The kid's been sniffing glue.

Do you believe people?

They should have called me, Christine.

Of course, the mood I'm in.

Probably better I stay home or I would
have smashed a few heads.

You were diplomatic, weren't you?

Trust me.

One more week, I retire as community
board liaison.

What is it anyway? Is it the air or
what? Too much toxic waste in the food?

Things are getting very scary.

I've never heard a guy complaining that
a Norris keeping is selling his co -op.

Makes you wonder. Makes you mad is what
it does. Makes you feel anger and

outrage. You're thinking of making a
couple of calls here again.

Action. You're absolutely right.

You've got to do something.

Hey, how'd it go with the guys last
night?

They like you better as a drunk.

Do you believe people?

Forget it, Ross. It's never done in
quarters.

I'm still flat from the last game.

Remember, Cagney?

Well, maybe bingo's your speed, Victor.
You're not supposed to hit and run,

Sarge. Right.

But play for fun, Cagney, not for
profit.

Ha!

Aviano, Perrier, or sparkling geyser
water.

I don't care. Whatever you are drinking,
I want a rematch.

I am going to clean their block. Not a
chance, Victor.

But double the stakes, you got a game.

Don't forget the lemon twist.

David Bennett, how's it going with the
bar mitzvah lessons?

Believe it or not, they're signing him
up as soon as he can talk.

Well, you're forced to have the daughter
-in -law a little bit of bacon deluxe?

No, no, it wasn't my land. She believes
the kids are both cultures.

After all, the kids got both names.
Well, David didn't want it. No, Dan?

Here, take a look at him, will you?

Inguyen Sandwich.

Shalom and guillotine.

Hey, Cagney, hold it a second, will you?

Don't forget, we got to go over those
divisional briefings from narcotics.

No problem. Just means a little extra
overtime.

Such a bad thing, huh?

What, me complain?

Good, so I'll put you down for Tuesday
and Thursday.

Tuesday and Thursday night?

Yeah, something wrong?

I can't.

I have plans.

What do you say you cancel the plans?
This is important.

Well, so are these.

I'm sorry, Lieutenant. I'm just not
available.

What, are you kidding me here? You're my
second whip. I've got to get down on my

hands and knees and beg for it? No,
Lieutenant.

I'm... Well, then it's settled, right,
Captain?

Yes.

I'm... I'm sorry, Lieutenant. I just
can't miss these meetings.

Meetings? What kind of meetings?

Oh... Every Tuesday and Thursday I have
a commitment.

A -A.

Good for you.

Good for you, Cagney. That's terrific.

But don't worry. I'll find somebody
else. No problem.

A -A, huh?

Well, congratulations.

Congratulations. Mr. Chen, look, I just
appreciate you didn't say anything to

the others, please.

Oh, no, no. I understand.

It's Elnora Henderson.

The neighbors say she's outside throwing
things and yelling. Should we send

uniforms?

What do you know?

You want to tell us about what happened?

You know what I hear?

I don't pretend to read minds.

Oh, come now. Aren't we selling
ourselves a bit short?

I doubt very much that anything that
happens in this building gets past the

of you.

Oh, yes, he came back.

Isn't that wonderful?

The dog came back and you didn't tell
anybody?

Well, I've had a few other things on my
mind.

Do you have any idea what you put that
woman through?

Sergeant, we are hardly the ones on
trial here. Should we arrange that?

You know, if you'd just done your job in
the first place, none of this would

have happened. My little boy is in the
hospital because of her. Your little boy

is in the hospital for stuffing glue up
his nose and you know it.

Now, for three days, we've been yo
-yoing back and forth, and the only

can come up with so far is yours.

Excuse me, but whose side are you on,
anyway?

I mean, surely you're working for the
betterment of this community.

Hey, fine lady, you want a piece? Go
ahead.

But take a number and get in line. That
will make very interesting news for the

next board meeting.

You know something?

You're nothing but a couple of self
-righteous... Roger Cagney, don't you

we ought to go now? All that nice talk
about trying to help the children.

Now, we know what all four of us down
to, don't we?

Money and property value. Having a hard
time unloading your co -op, is that it?

Or is it maybe just because she's not
like you?

Oh, fine.

You think coming down here two days in a
row makes you an expert.

Well, you try living here year in and
year out with that creature downstairs.

And you better hit the road because
she's not going anywhere.

So you say, officer.

Let me tell you something.

If anyone so much as bats an eye at her,
I'm going to come down on you so fast

it'll make your head spin.

What kind of power do you think you
have, Sergeant?

I haven't even gotten warm, lady.

I'll come down on you for noise
pollution and jaywalking.

And I promise you, if anybody ever hurts
her again, I'm coming after you.

A slashed tire, a broken window. It's
your apartment I'm going to search.

And you can spend hours and hours
downtown filling out endless and

paperwork.

Because it's your butts I'm going to
throw in jail. You got it?

So I just hope that you have a good long
-standing relationship with the bail

bondsman because you're going to need
it.

Don't forget, I'll be there.

And I'm going to be waiting for you.

Have a nice day.

Well, there's worse things to spend the
rest of your entire life on the

community board.

Yeah. Missed the Murrays on limbo night.

This is Pankowski and her son Howard.

Did they buy any of that stuff?

No. But you were terrific.

Terrific. Maybe it's time for the good
guys to make a little noise.

Mrs. Tatano?

My name is Mary Beth Lacey. Your
daughter Judy's in class with my son

What do you want?

Are you aware there's people trying to
ban books in our school?

No. Well, if you have a few minutes, I'd
like to talk with you.

Okay. Come on.

Thank you.