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Who shot him? If you can't convince us that you don't know anything, you better

have relatives in Brazil that'll be glad to see you. I'm sick of seeing good

cops being dragged through the mud by these self -righteous office politicians

who don't know what they're doing because they've never been out there.

What do you want? I'm sorry?

You're building on sand, detective.

My head's not buried in it. You throw a thorn in my face one more time, you're

walking. Give it a rest, Christine.

I didn't pull the trigger.

Okay. You have no evidence. What are you afraid of here?

Get back.

I mean it! Stay back!

This is a test, you know.

It's only a test of the Nelman emergency warning system.

I mean, if it were actual police work, Jordan would not be standing up there.

Am I the only person taking notes here or what?

Our target subject is Gabriel Zoller.

Now, your computer printouts detail his history of dealing in illicit weaponry

beginning with his first arrest in 1982.

You'll also note his activities in California, New York, Illinois, Canada,

Florida. Any questions?

Could you please elucidate, sir, on the exact nature of this passport?

Yes, it's a clandestine monitoring and observation operation of one of the most

consistently elusive dealers of stolen small arms for domestic distribution.

He either sells hot guns or runs a pet shop. You have something to add,

Sergeant?

Uh... I know. I was just wondering if you really need all of this just to keep

an eye on Zoller.

To know where he's going, it helps to know where he's been.

Now, Zoller is meeting his contact tonight, and we are going to be there.

Study this before then.

My second whip, Sergeant Marin.

All right.

You have to uncover the details of the meet. We'll now brief you.

Well, we're not going to get our names in the papers.

Basically, it's like Sergeant Cagney said.

Simple surveillance.

We just want to ID Zoller's new business partner.

You've all been there.

Everyone except Thornton.

I'm doing Inspector Nelman's office.

Carry on, Sergeant Marin.

Nobody laughed.

Especially if he shows up tonight in full riot gear.

You know one of your nicest qualities?

You don't carry a grudge, Christine.

Thornton keeps following me like toilet paper stuck to my shoe.

He needs the street experience. He'll never make cheap without it. So now

put him on some nice safe surveillance for a few nights, and bingo, he's earned

his first.

At least they've pardoned him with a solid pro.

I should tell Merritt to keep Thornton from shooting off his own foot.

Is that a funny story that Sergeant Merritt told about Charlie?

I think Pop must have been drinking with every blue suit in Manhattan.

I'm going to skip lunch.

Want to drop me off? I'll meet you back at the shop.

I will go back and peruse the data.

When you start using the word interfaith, it's time to deprogram.

Boy, would I like a drink.

Christine. Hmm?

Sleep well.

Hmm.

to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can,

and the wisdom to know the difference.

Keep on back.

It works.

I like what you shared today.

Oh, thanks.

That part about losing control.

You sure know how to get to the heart of things.

Well, I'm eloquent when I'm angry.

Listen.

Could I get your number?

Sure.

Ann, right?

That's right.

Yeah, well, I understand how tough it is when you're new.

Tell you what, I'll put my home phone on the back, and then if you have any

questions about the meetings or the ins and outs of it, you know, just give me a

call. Thanks.

Chris.

Hiya, Donna.

Hi.

Well, I'll let you go.

I just want to say what a boost it is to see someone getting so much out of the

program. I hope I can do as well.

I'll call you, all right?

Sure. It's always nice hearing from a friend.

I'll be out of here. Wait a minute.

It's okay.

There's no rush.

Thank you.

That's the napkin.

Thanks.

Chris, I know you have bad feelings about me, but I just want to say I'm

you're in AA.

Fine. You're still angry with me.

I'm not angry.

Chris, I miss Charlie, too.

There's not a day goes by that I don't think about him.

Guilty conscience?

Love.

That's why I'm still coming to Al -Anon.

For the support, you know.

Great.

Well, have a nice meeting.

Esposito 14.

Oh, sure, please hold it.

Alice, for you, it's your mom.

I'm two.

Hey, Ma.

Lake, you got a minute?

Gee, Victor, no.

It's important.

So is this, and I don't have Furnity to do my typing for me.

Personal. Oh, dear.

Yeah.

All right.

Out with it, Victor.

It's Ginger. She's got some female problems.

What kind of problems exactly?

You know, with her plumbing.

Uh -huh.

Ginger was scared and I wanted to talk to you about it.

Scared of what?

What is wrong, Victor?

She's got some swelling and she's in a lot of pain.

What did the doctor say?

She's there now.

So you don't know what is wrong yet for sure?

No.

But what if the doctor says, like with my mother, what if it's cancer?

I mean, how they can just take over.

The best thing for you to do, Victor, is not to stay in the dark.

Find out everything that you can.

That's not going to change what the doc says.

I know I'm late, but you tried crossing town with Codhead ripping up all the

streets, huh?

Victor, aren't you just producing reports?

I'm sorry, Victor.

We'll talk later.

Victor, we will talk later.

Cagney. Yep.

I'm ready.

Oh, thanks for that.

Yeah, Cagney.

Oh, hi, Ann.

Huh? Oh, no, no, no. Now's a good time of day.

Uh -huh.

You're kidding. Me?

Oh, no, no, no. Don't get me wrong. I'd love to. I've just never sponsored

anybody before.

Yeah, well, that's me. All right.

Yeah.

What? Oh, believe me, I'm on your side. You know that.

Look, you've got both my numbers, right?

So anytime you need to talk, I...

I just really think we're going to make a great team.

She's boozed up, burned out, and all mine.

She's a therapist. Can you imagine?

I'd like to have you shrink, cry through your sessions with you.

I hope it works out, Chris.

What do you mean, hope?

This is historical, Mary Beth. Talk about acceleration. I'm moving through

program like a house on fire.

I love this part.

Sitting around staring at a dark warehouse.

Boy, when I think of all the times we used to drink lukewarm coffee in our

Thornton makes one call to Nelman and look at us. We're riding around in

splendor. Well, the inspector wants his boy to shine.

Sure. If Marin's tip pays off, guess he's going to take all the bows.

Unit 2, Unit 3.

Target just arrived.

Now entering warehouse.

Unit 2, 10 -4.

Unit 3, 10 -4.

Sergeant Cagney, it's Lieutenant Thornton.

Just checking positions.

Most of us are where we should be.

Sergeant Marin just called, sir. The suspect has arrived.

Oh, okay. I'd better get back. Sir, it would be better if you waited.

They might see you now.

Good thinking. Good thinking, detective.

It's this quiet duck hunting.

I grew up in Wisconsin.

Is that where you picked up all your street smarts? We got a major wrinkle

Lieutenant. You better get back.

I've just spotted an unidentified suspect.

We should move in for a close look.

I'm on my way, Sergeant.

Move into a backup position.

I'm aware of procedure. I'll give you 30 seconds.

Right. I'm going in there with Maren.

Central, 10 -13, 14th squad detective at 2 -2 -1, Fulton, shots fired.

Unit 3, we're going in.

Central, it's a 10 -13.

Member of the service down.

Dispatch an ambulance.

Get back!

Thornton, I mean it! Stay away!

Put your gun down, Lieutenant.

We're not going to hurt you.

Tag me?

Lacey, sir.

Lacey? Yes, sir.

I'm over here, Lieutenant.

Put your gun down, sir.

All right.

That's over now. That's over now. You can relax now, sir.

You can relax now.

Did you see what happened, sir?

Where did they go, sir?

He came at me.

He's dead.

Marin! What?

We decided.

And I came this way.

And then...

He was at me with his gun.

Marin? The sergeant.

Who shot him?

He... Who shot him?

I did.

The department feels deep regret at the shooting death of Sergeant Marin.

He was a hell of a cop.

And I know we all extend our condolences to his widow and children.

What about the department investigation, sir?

Preliminary ruling is that Sergeant Marin's death was accidental.

No harm, no foul.

Both men followed procedure. But only one walked out, sir.

Lieutenant Thornton is on administrative leave.

And the department will best be served by immediately disbanding this task

force.

Returning of squads, that's all.

Whatever it is, I don't want to hear it. With due respect, sir, this simple

surveillance cost us one of our own. The operation is over.

We have an opportunity here, Inspector. The media is eating us alive.

Hero cops shot by partner. Come on. The suspect has undoubtedly left the state

by now.

Why would Zahler pack up and leave empty -handed, sir? Why does the department

have to take all the heat? Because one guy screwed up.

Do you have a solution, Sergeant?

Yeah, give me the task force.

It couldn't hurt in the media, sir.

And Marin wouldn't have died in vain if we could bring Zahler in.

I'll give you $48.

I need more time. Take it or leave it. Thank you, Inspector. We'll start right

in. We're all set to go.

I also need a new team to replace the one we lost.

No more manpower on this.

You work out of the 14th. I want this place closed down.

Now.

Boy, Nelma sure dumped Thornton fast enough, didn't he?

As to me, it was the word squash.

The old boy network, Judas and that patron saint. Two politicians.

All Nelma cares about is covering his tracks.

Well, good luck. Everybody knows the boy wonder was his idea.

Thornton's taking the brunt of it.

Oh, yeah?

Tell that to Marin's widow.

The illness goes flat on his face, and I get to pick him up, and I love it.

Lieutenant Thornton certainly outdid himself.

Look at all this work. Well, Mary Beth, you never knew what hit him.

You turn a corner, your partner's just scared of the dark, and bam!

I bet Thornton never even identified himself before he fired him.

You don't know that.

He wasted a good cop. Come on, Mary Beth, 25 years on the job and one of

own puts a rod in your head? Leave it to a desk jockey to blow his partner away

by the book.

Give it a rest, Christine.

I didn't pull the trigger.

Sergeant? Lieutenant?

Is there somewhere more private we might talk?

Look around.

See any place private?

I just thought I should bring you up to speed.

You're never my date, huh?

Took your gun from him, huh?

Don't you just hate it when they play hardball?

You don't know, Ginger.

He's never been like this. He doesn't talk.

He just cries.

Did she say benign tumor?

Fibroid, right?

Yeah.

But she has to have a hysterectomy.

She says, Victor, we're never going to have children.

I say, I just care about you.

Victor, I'm going to give you my doctor's phone number. You have Ginger

him. We already have a doctor.

There's more than one doctor in the city of New York, Victor. Get a second

opinion. Get a third and fourth if you want to.

What good will it do?

Well,

there have to be other options besides a hysterectomy.

I mean, there might be another choice, Victor.

She is scared, too.

You have to be the strong one here.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'll talk to her.

The clock is running, Detective.

It was important, Sergeant.

Lieutenant?

Detective Latham?

How are you this morning?

Okay. And you, sir?

A bit ragged.

Can we get on with it, please?

As I was saying, my research covers two basic areas.

First of all, there's profile gathered from intelligence, M .O. files, other

squads, uniform observation reports, etc.

Looks like you were very thorough, sir.

Secondly, um... I compiled a list of cases involving similar crimes. I

researched that back 15 years.

Zala's record only goes back six.

I think this research has merit.

It's a good place to start, sir.

Fine. If we have time to go over your stuff, Lieutenant, we certainly will.

at the moment, we have less than 48 hours.

Of course.

Uh, well...

Do you need me to start you the call?

Will do, Lieutenant.

You came to the wrong place. I was looking for friends.

Oh, will you lay off? I'm going to forget throwing all of you.

We've got work to do. Let's hit the streets and rattle some cages.

Thank you.

Chris, you've made a good start. I'll give you that. But you're not ready to

a sponsor.

How hard could it be?

All it takes is some common sense.

It's experience.

In order to share it, you have to be living and working the steps.

Joe, I haven't been through some pretty rough times this past year.

Eight months.

You slipped, remember?

You're the one that told me I can't keep it until I learn to give it away.

Right now, all you know how to do is take over one day at a time.

Well, I'd call that plenty.

It takes more than that.

You think I haven't been working the steps?

I feel like I've been up and down them a hundred times.

You barely started.

Chris, I'm not going to tell you what to do.

Not that right.

How are you doing with that anger of yours?

How are you going to help someone else? You haven't even started to make your

own amends.

There.

Who are you thinking of right there?

Whoever it is would make a pretty good place to start.

Chris? Hi.

I was surprised when you called me.

I figured it was time.

Mind if I join you?

It's the idea.

Can I get you something to start, ladies?

Would you like something?

Whatever you're having.

A couple of designer waters?

Would you like me to start, honey?

I just... I wanted to set some things straight.

I'm sure that I've said some things that may have... or did

hurt you.

Yeah, that's true.

And some of those things I said weren't entirely true.

Like my thinking that you didn't care about Charlie.

Well, I'm glad you understand about that now.

Yeah.

So I wanted to apologize for what I said.

It's important for me to apologize, and I do.

That's all.

I apologize.

No, I think I better go.

Well, what about dinner?

I don't think it's going to work, really.

Besides, I already ate.

Well, let me call you.

Let's get together, okay?

Yeah, sure.

I'll call you.

Bye.

How come you told Mom you don't trust doctors?

Mikey, we're a nation of sheep.

They put a white coat on some guy and suddenly he's gone.

We even trust that jerk who says, I'm not a doctor, but I play one on TV.

Mom trusts her doctor. She even gave his name to Ginger.

Yeah, we found out when Moon had a tumor that you have to learn as much as you

can. That means a second doctor, even a third if you need it.

But then how do you know who's right and who's wrong?

Well, it's not always that simple, Mikey.

It all comes down to your own best judgment.

But in order to make a smart decision, you have to get a second opinion.

You didn't get a second opinion when they took out my tonsils. We should

Mikey. But back then it was, my tongue is choking me every week.

Every parent knew the problem, every doctor knew the answer. The tonsils got

come out.

Maybe I didn't have to have them out.

No, Mikey, we didn't think we had a choice.

Mikey, when you get as old and stupid as the rest of us, use your head.

Ask a lot of questions.

Don't let them get away with anything.

So, you got your task force and you're on top of the world.

And I'm a sponsor.

And I was generous with an enemy.

Not a bad day's work, eh?

I thought you were going to eat with Donna, make amends.

Took less time than I thought.

That's one for the record books. Chris Cagney turns a new leaf in the time it

takes to drink a cup of coffee.

What are you going on about? You should be congratulating me. You're doing

enough of that for both of us. What do you need me for?

I don't.

You can leave any time.

Okay.

I didn't know you were the kind of a man who ran away from a fight. If it ain't

easy, you don't want it, right?

What are you going on about? You know, I'd break my butt in this program.

Cut the crap, Cagney.

You can leave now.

You can't just take, baby. You gotta give something. Save it for someone who

cares, right?

I've got only a vague recollection of that name.

Well, try harder.

You and Zelda were cellmates for three months. I bet you remember the size of

his underwear.

Yeah, well, Greenhaven was a dark time for me.

My therapist says that I blocked it out.

Well, we can provide recall therapy.

Starting a holding sale with a bunch of junkies. Throwing up on your shoes.

You moved guns to Zala before.

Must have been in my troubled past.

Now I'm a productive member of the community.

Your rap sheet says different, Mr. Werner.

Mistaken identity both times.

Witnessed intimidation both times.

Hey, it's a democracy.

Everybody's entitled to their point of view.

And he's mine.

Right? Zala caused the death of a cop.

Now we're going to get him. And anyone who refuses to help goes down with him.

Hard, Mr. Berner. As hard as we could possibly make it.

If you can't convince us that you don't know anything, you better have relatives

in Brazil that'll be glad to see you.

Understand this.

With no encouragement from me,

Zala called here yesterday looking for a truck and a driver.

I shined him on, but he said he's going to call back.

When he does,

You better.

Zonder is still in town. The deal is definitely going on.

Second place, 614.

Yes. Now, Sergeant Cagney's on the other line. May I help you, ma 'am?

Oh, yes.

Um, hang on.

Thing. Van.

Could you hold on one moment, Inspector?

She says it's urgent.

Make a number. I'll call her back.

Uh, yes. Pardon me, Inspector. It was a little police.

Ann, where can the sergeant reach you? I need a few more days.

Yes, I told her. I saw today's paper. She should be free in just a minute.

Right back, she said.

No, I'll take it.

Okay. Bye.

Thank you, Inspector.

One extra day.

Is there no end to the Inspector's generosity?

Fan's number. Hey, you want to come down here?

Call them!

You good for down here?

Hey, I'm trying to even the score for Marin. You win it or not.

Take whatever's open. I'll let you know I need it back.

All right, let's call him and see Alan Manning. We can have him upstairs.

Quiet!

Go.

Zala's ex -wife made a sob story on a she hasn't seen him. He owes her money.

didn't show up for the kid's birthday. Thank God for nosy neighbors. And Mrs.

Kowalski said the wife had a late -night visitor dressed like Blake Carrington.

Could have been Zala. Could have been Blake Carrington.

Lieutenant Thornton's profile on Zala says he has all his suits custom -made.

Page three.

Okay, time for noon. Associates and local hangouts.

Lieutenant Thornton has them listed already.

You know... Isn't that he didn't spend as much time on the pistol range as he

did in front of his computer?

I mean, Marin, it'd still be a liar.

I thought we were running short on time here. How many teams are working on this

list, Sarge? You're looking at it.

Wait a second, wait a second. We got a week's worth of work here.

So? Work fast, all right? We don't have a week.

He shows up again, I want to hear from him, all right? Thank you.

Yes, I got it.

All right.

Pager, Zoller parked here for one hour this morning.

I'll call you one better.

Manny and Al turned up a call, girl. Upper west side address.

Somebody ID'd her last night with Zoller in a restaurant from Lieutenant

Thornton's list.

They're checking her out now.

You throw Thornton in my face one more time, you're walking.

If you want pointers, I'd be happy.

You want names?

I'm sorry.

We can make your clients awful nervous.

Hey, Al, we could set up in the hallway. We could do a little portrait

photography. If you have nothing better to do.

Excuse me, Stacy.

Can I use your bathroom?

First door on your left.

Hey, Al, what do you bet I find a little controlled substance in there?

That's a sucker's bed.

Illegal search officer.

Legal enough to bring you in.

Oh, sure.

And the way we do paperwork, you could be with us, so, uh, about a week.

So where's Zahler?

Please, please, you must keep the violence down to a minimum. The

all French antique. The wall covering is imported silk. How many entrances to

Zahler? Three. You must, absolutely must use the service elevator. How many

entrances? Two.

But which is which, sir?

This is the bedroom.

This is the living quarters, the first door to your left. And please, don't get

blood on anything.

It's the theater, Carrasco. Take the bedroom.

In on three.

Nobody home. We missed him. Happy Hooker must have tipped him off.

Damn it.

As much as I know you don't want to do it, Sergeant, I think it's time to call

back in... What's his name?

Benny Litwack?

Last caller for gun dealing?

1983. And look, he was in Sing Sing the same time as Zala.

No, he's not a possible man. He's doing time in Joliet.

Struck out again.

Patience, Sergeant.

While we're throwing down memory lane here, Zala's setting up his deal.

Specifically running M .O .s in patterns like this is more productive than

sweeping the streets.

Every guy you come up with so far is either dead or doing college.

Sir, that's all right, sir.

Follow your process.

I don't know.

Maybe I should, um... Maybe I should pull up the missing data.

What missing data?

Printouts of gun -dealing cases from 1975 to 73.

I had them.

They're missing.

Have you tried the lost and found?

For what?

Soller wasn't even in operation until 82.

That was just his last recorded collar. I was being efficient.

Lieutenant, there's a call for you, sir. What do you people want from me?

He said it was important, sir.

Why don't you take a break, sir?

All right, just... Let me reprint the missing cases.

Then it can be printing while I'm... While I'm gone.

Certainly.

I can't get away.

No, just tell me now.

It doesn't matter. Tell me now.

I'll be right over.

Yes, Frank.

Lieutenant?

Are you all right, sir?

I'm a lawyer.

No wonder you look depressed.

Warren's widow.

She named me in the wrongful death suit.

Wrongful. I don't know. I have to see him.

Lift my jacket.

Excuse me, what am I supposed to do with all this?

Burn it.

Blow it up. I don't care.

Lieutenant. No, that's all right.

I know.

I've seen you. I got eyes in the back of my head.

I mean, it's easy for you, isn't it?

But I carry the weight.

All of it.

It's all on me now.

I mean, what do you want? I'm sorry?

I am!

Lieutenant, sir, maybe one of us should drive you.

No, I don't need that.

I don't want to.

I wouldn't get in a car with that guy.

Can we get back to work?

Officer Bagley, you want to give us a hand here?

I would have damn well pleaded by now anyway.

You're just wading through this stuff at random.

Whatever he's doing, he's certainly not worried about us.

I'm tired of beating a dead horse. Why don't we just call it a day?

Am I the only one who wants to shove this up Nolan's nose?

I hope the time's on us already.

Forget it, Mary Beth. They just put the last nail in his coffin.

You should hear yourself.

He brought her on himself, partner.

I think I found something.

What? Can I tell you back?

Yeah, I know I forgot.

Yeah. Oh, my Lord. I know exactly where it is. I'll be there then.

Okay. Bye.

What'd you find?

Lawton's missing. Printout 1973.

A truckload of stolen guns being guided by three cops out of the 4 -8. Half the

goods disappeared right under their noses. Look who was one of the uniforms

guarding the truck.

Patrolman Wade Carter. Patrolman Kevin Marin.

Is that why the printout maybe disappeared?

He did have access.

You know, even in our short acquaintanceship, I know that you do not

this at 10 o 'clock at night.

She fired me as her sponsor.

Did you ever have that happen?

Once or twice.

Yeah. Who the hell does she think she is anyway, huh? She needs me.

This is a classic case of denial. Classic.

She say why?

She doesn't want a sponsor. She wants a nanny.

Being supportive does not mean being at her beck and call 24 hours a day, does

it? There's some calls, huh?

I had a shooting, Nick, huh? A policeman was killed. Now, that's important

stuff. Chris, you made a commitment to her. It sounds to me like you didn't

follow through. What do you expect would happen?

Well, I didn't expect to be standing on a stool in my loft being criticized by

my lover.

When I was a kid, we had maids who did dinner.

That's why I stay away from books.

Magazines get dirty, you throw them out.

I'm sorry about last night.

Me too.

Hey, we both got tempers, right?

Come here.

Come here.

Look, I'm sorry. I told myself I wouldn't butt into your business.

I mean that.

I'm sorry.

I don't know. I tried to do what was right, and everything just blew up in my

face. None of us saints here.

It's your program, Chris.

You'll make it work.

And, uh... I like being your lover.

Yeah, me too.

What? What?

If

you

hear from Zahler and we don't hear from you, you're heading back to Rikers.

Have a nice day.

That's it.

End of the list.

Can't say we didn't try.

Okay.

How about out -of -town truckers?

Right. And then we could put an ad in the penny saver.

So you're throwing in the towel?

Marybeth, we're out of leads.

And we're almost out of time.

Unless Sergeant Marin's picture strikes the chord with one of Zala's old

business buddies.

Maybe Manny and I'll get lucky. Maybe they turn up something.

On Zala or on Marin?

Which would you prefer, Sergeant?

Moving day, ladies.

We're not finished.

I am.

Complain to the landlord downstairs. You're out of here.

Have an order, Christine.

All right.

Say what you want.

I'm not giving this short shrug for this athlete, Mary Beth. You saw Merritt's

jacket. He's a decorated cop. He's a good family man, among other things.

You're building on sand, detective.

My head's not buried in it.

I've got Esposito and Carrasa out there flashing Marin's photograph all over

town. Now, what else do you want from me?

A partner who'll see the thing through?

I... Yeah?

May I, Pat?

I was just coming by to see Victor.

Have you got a minute?

Sure, Ginger.

How are you?

I wanted to thank you.

I'm on my way to see your doctor.

Second visit.

Oh, yeah? What's he say?

Well, he's not so eager to operate.

There are a lot of possible side effects that my doctor didn't even bother to

mention.

He's going to run some tests first. Keep checking my hormone levels.

You know, keep an eye on things.

So you won't have to have the hysterectomy?

We'll see.

Maybe not.

He says that sometimes fibroids go away by themselves.

That's good.

That's good to hear.

Thank you.

Oh, listen, you keep getting that information.

And tell the good doctor hi from me.

Thornton hasn't got much fight left in him.

And Nelman's pushing him out the pasture to save face for the department.

Well, I hate it, but I'm with Nelman on this one.

How close are you to Zolli? We're not.

We've hit a dead end, Lieutenant.

Well, you let me know when you find out how to win them all.

Yeah, Lieutenant.

Can I take a few hours off tomorrow, go to Marin's funeral?

Oh, yeah, sure.

You just work it out with Coleman.

Thanks.

Hey, Coleman.

I need you to cover for me a couple of hours tomorrow. No problem.

Christine, I just got off the home of Sergeant Bronson from the big building.

Who called him? I did. I wanted some more information.

Sergeant Marin was not assigned to the task force by Inspector Nelman. He

volunteered.

Christine, it was his idea.

So?

Conference, Christine.

Then Marin makes Thornton's printouts disappear.

You were there?

It's possible, Sergeant.

It was Marin's tip that took us to the warehouse in the first place.

Maybe none of us spotted Zala leaving after the shooting because he was never

there. The whole thing could have been a setup. Maybe Sergeant Marin thought

Lieutenant Thornton was on to him.

You don't have any evidence, Detective.

What are you afraid of here?

I'm not afraid of anything.

I'm sick of seeing good cops being dragged through the mud by these self

-righteous office politicians who don't know what they're doing because they've

never been out there.

and who don't know what they're doing in the first place.

You can't run this case just to stick it to Thornton. That is not what I'm

doing. This thing with Marin is starting to stink, and you know it.

Andy!

What? That's what Zito just called.

A limo driver spotted Marin with Zoller about a month ago, and the guy just

dropped Zoller at a warehouse in Chelsea.

Sergeant?

Call for backup. We're on our way.

Mr.

Theda, are you in position?

We're set, Sarge.

I got uniforms ready to sledgehammer all doors on this side. Over.

Go ahead, flush them out.

We're just trying to help the freedom fighters. Sir, and I'm Nancy Reagan,

please.

Intelligence wants to interview all of you.

I bet they find even more dirt on Marin than your team was able to dig up.

Any word on Lieutenant Thornton, sir?

He's taking a leave of absence and no definite date of return, sir.

He will be back on the job, sir, won't he? I don't know. He's pretty much a

ghost.

By the way, Nelman sends his attaboys to all of you.

And a good job to you, Sergeant.

Lieutenant, with the other detective's permission, we'd like to take an assist

on this collar.

It's okay by me.

Sounds right.

Good.

Not sure I understand.

Lieutenant Thornton led us to Marin.

The collar belongs to him.