All language subtitles for Cagney and Lacey s07e20 Yup

You lied to him.

I was trapped in my own bathroom.

It was either lie or die.

When do we play good cop, bad cop with a
bare light bulb?

Yuppie bashing, Mary Beth. The privilege
just don't play the role of victim very

gracefully. This brings no meaning to
the term public servant. That's the

downside of being upright.

We're running the Fortune 500, but I'm
betting on the Attica 50.

Thank you for putting me in prison.

Oh, the rotten, low -down nerve. How
dare he? Sometimes the dog not only

back... but leaves a deposit on your
floor.

The Georgian tea service, the Steuben
glass, and that quaint little Faberge

They've all gone, vanished.

I understand, Mrs. Prentiss, and I
assure you that the full resources of

department... They've been in my
husband's family for years. Mrs.

know how you feel. Last year, our home
was burgled.

Please! The floors were just refinished.

Pick up your feet.

Excuse me.

By bum knee, they did the best they
could at the free clinic.

Now, Mrs. Prentiss, you arrived home at
approximately 8 .10 this morning, and

you discovered you had been robbed and
that the alarm system had been cut.

were you all weekend?

Toronto.

My husband, Winston, had some lengthy
negotiations.

Perhaps you've heard of him. He's rather
important on Wall Street.

Winston Prentiss. Oh.

Did I see a magazine article?

Time magazine, the cover. Oh, no, no,
not here, Catherine. The morning room.

I'm afraid I haven't breakfasted yet.

If you'll excuse me.

Servants are such a problem. Christine!

Christine.

Christine.

Solomon, Solomon, Solomon.

Take a deep breath.

Jupiter is aligned with Mars.

Gas is pushing a buck a gallon. Elvis is
dead. Christine, it's the dawn of a new

age. Let me guess.

Pornographic astrology or new tours of
Graceland?

One. In every life, a love appears so
pure, so perfect. The cosmos heaves a

collective sigh and asks, what about a
wedding ring?

Maybe I'd better go before we hit a
total eclipse. Very good. Christine,

met someone else.

It's real, not... Just a physical thing
like us.

I'm crushed.

You'll always be a part of my life,
Christine.

Every time I drive the Rambler over the
Verrazano Narrows, I think of you, what

might have been, and my feet sweat.

Ever tried talcum powder?

Who is the lucky woman?

Sergeant Doris Creighton, a .k .a. Bob
till you drop Doris. He is out of his

league. She's an assault pepper, and
they need him alive.

Yeah, sweetie, the Prentissons are lucky
they didn't lose more.

Have you noticed the superior quality of
that Metis?

Up to impressionism already, eh?

It's better she doesn't know the chances
of ever recovering her heirlooms.

So we'll run the description through a
couple of pawn shops, phones, and

Run the M .O. and see who looks good for
this kind of job.

Chris, it's three days since Falk Jr.
got home. I haven't seen him for 15

minutes. So tonight I'm making a super
special dinner. Maybe you can find a

moment to spend with this boring old
mother.

He sounded great when he called me.

Only he called you.

You know how it feels about blondes.

Come on.

Congratulations. Not only do I have mice
and plumbers and pattern baldness.

But now you two have summoned up the
full power of this department so it can

collapse on my head.

Sir? That robbery victim you got this
morning, Mrs. Mimi Prentiss, happens to

the best friend of Commissioner's wife.

Oh, the old wives network rears its well
-clothed head.

Yeah, Patsy, and guess what?

They're getting together to play
detective.

and provide us with a variety of
suspects, the taterers, the night

the... Sir, more than likely, we're
talking about a professional burglar.

don't tell me. Tell the commissioner's
wife.

And you can start with this. The
disgruntled ex -employee's apprentice's

here comes in a long list.

Lieutenant, we have plenty of leads, and
they do not involve some pretentious,

uptight society bimbo. And there was a
comment made on the attitude of a

blonde detective.

What attitude? With all due respect,
sir, we should be out solving the case,

chasing our tails around.

Listen, sometimes the dog not only bites
back, but leaves a deposit on your

floor.

I can

hear

them now, Mary Beth, huddled around
their Chippendale.

Robbed me? Me? Why, it's just too, too
awful.

I'll put in a call immediately.

Well, we have to heal her. You know,
we'll talk to some of the people on her

list and get back on the case.

You want to spend all day asking out -of
-work stockbrokers about heights and

alarm systems? Ask them how they feel
about my cousin who lost his shirt last

year following his broker's advice.

Well,

I put my money in commodities.

Soybeans? Bubble lights.

See, I buy cheap in January, and then
next Christmas, I clean up.

I have these odd little men with thick
glasses that handle my money.

They have me in stuff so safe.

How safe, you ask?

So safe that if it goes bottom up, the
Russians must have landed.

My mother's second cousin, Roy, buried
half of all his money in the backyard,

and then a big rainstorm came along and
washed it into the neighbor's garden.

They were yelling for weeks.

Hey, Victor, what was that burglary in
the West Village?

The one where they cut the alarm system?

Any leads on the perps?

Call it a... What?

Never mind.

Fourteen.

Oh, I'm a touchy. No, this is Detective
Lacey.

Yes, she's right. Oh, no, there she
goes. Gee, she was, well, she was here,

something came up suddenly.

Yes, I will tell her.

Thank you.

Was he mad?

All he said was she's standing right
there, isn't she?

Well, it's all the rotten, low -down
nerve.

What happened to your deep and abiding
love for the little curly hairs on his

chest? Very bad.

The man this Sunday wants me to have
dinner at his mother's.

That's how it begins.

And then they want to marry you.

And so now you are not accepting his
phone call. That's very adult of your

position.

Fine.

Take your pick.

Yuppies or police work.

Read the word and heed the word. The
body is the temple of the spirit.

Read the word and heed the word. The
body is the temple of the spirit. You

read the word and heed the word. The
body is the temple of the spirit.

Whoa.

Dagny and Tracy, praise the Lord.

Road to hell is paved with undercooked
meat.

I didn't realize the church had taken
that position, Mr. Michaels.

Gee, Skeeter, you're a lot more laugh
than your brandishing blood instrument.

Well, I want to thank you for putting me
in prison.

Praise the Lord.

I found a life there.

And stop hitting women?

I am redeemed.

Right.

Information, Skeeter. Oh, I promise,
Jesus.

Thomas Bedlow, Skeeter. Where is he? Oh,
Bedlow, I tried to lead him to Jesus.

Is that what you two were doing Sunday?

Sunday, the Sabbath. I was moaning and
groaning and hailing and wailing. I got

300 witnesses.

Somebody pulled a job Sunday, had your
two names written all over it. Oh, no,

no, no, no. Bedlow came here last week.

He was talking the devil. He tried to
get me back into the business, but I

my soul belongs to the Lord now.

Praise be.

Did Mr. Bedlow leave an address?

Telephone number?

No, but he's got a new gig now as a
doorman.

East 50.

He says he's left in case the joint's up
close and personal.

Go with God, Satan.

But don't go too far.

Sergeant, want to drop me off at the
subway?

I've got a roast to overcome.

Sure.

Give my left to the grunt.

Harvey, I never saw you eat so much or
so fast.

It's all great, Mom.

You know, a bunch of us guys went to see
that movie Wall Street. Yeah.

I don't know. It really burned me up. I
saw Project X. It was all about monkeys

in the Air Force.

Sweetie, your brother is talking.

But, Mom... Mikey, wait your turn. Go
ahead.

What was that guy Gecko doing? I mean,
he didn't... Well, he just didn't...

He didn't make anything but money.

Exactly. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

A man builds a house, he can see the
results. Those people, they never see

consequences of their decisions. It's
all a game to them, Hoff. You sound just

like my D .I. Your D .I.? Yeah, you'd
like him a lot, Dan. He reminds me of

What are you doing? Michael!

You can bite your damn kid stuff, huh?
We're trying to talk.

Don't play with your food.

I fed Alice early so that we could have
a nice grown -up dinner.

Have you decided on your specialty
school, Harvey? Well, my D .I. says I

consider engineering.

I'm taking a creative writing class.

Both our boys are so talented.

In my test show, I have an aptitude.

You always had aptitude.

That was real smart, giving up the
infantry.

I'm not hungry.

Backup and support are critical.

Now, as a combat engineer, I would be...
Michael!

Michael! You get back!

Robert Redford.

Leave any toothpaste?

I let him use mine.

See?

I don't trust anything that's blue and
you can see through.

I'll brush it to the top.

Probably at the top for everything.

Oh.

So you can't be a little late, Sarge?

I've been more than a little late.

So are you or are you not coming to my
mom's house Sunday night dinner to meet

my sisters and their idiot husbands?

Nick, I can't.

Did I tell you that the Pope gave my mom
a medal for her rigatoni? I saw the

picture in the post.

I know, I know, I know. You think we're
one old family that screams and hollers

from Antipasta to Canoa, right? That is
ridiculous.

No. Don't knock it till you've tried it.

I can't.

The Bronx smells great in the
springtime.

Would you stop?

I have tickets to the Degas exhibit at
the Met on Sunday.

Degas, that's fair enough. I'll go along
with you to that and I'll head uptown

afterwards. Oh, I'm going with a friend.

I see.

It's Mary Beth, Nick.

She wanted us to go together and she'd
be disappointed. I don't want to

disappoint her, you understand that? Oh,
yeah, Mary Beth, your partner. Right,

absolutely.

Hey, fine.

Except Michael was acting foolish.

He's jealous for attention.

When Harvey Jr. goes back, we'll take
him out to Coney Island.

He's a little old for that, isn't he?
Oh, he loves the bumper cars. He loves

roller coaster.

Ah, frills and spills with Mom and Dad.

So, uh, whose calls are we not taking
today, Christine? I hope you two

misunderstood me. Otherwise, I could
think you were ignoring my orders.

Yesterday, you went to a lot of places.
Not one of them was from Mrs.

Prentice's list. Today, you do as you're
told.

Take A through M.

So, what's the problem, detective?

Mr. Meiling, your former employer's
house has been burgled.

Oh, there's a painful experience.

Almost as painful as being fired without
warning, Mr. Meiling.

Where were you Sunday night?

Oh, you thought that I crept over to the
old dirtbag house, rappelled down his

chimney, and went on a looting frenzy,
huh?

I haven't decided, sir.

I was right here with the Times want
ads.

It seems nobody's hiring. I hope they
took every antique that Lime Lutch ever

owned. Must be hard to scale down after
making the big money, huh, Miss Pizzaro?

Well, there's not much choice when you
come back from lunch and find a troll at

your desk from personnel demanding your
security badge.

Well, you must be angry Mr. Prentiss
firing you like that.

Considering I probably still have my
job, its spreadsheet meant the same

to him as it does to me.

Ah.

I pulled all my clients out of stocks
just before the crash.

Any other brokerage house would have
made me a star.

But Mr. Prentiss fired you instead.

You were the man who says you're like a
son to me.

They even got him a pension fund just
after the crash.

Bud Prentiss is too highbrow to deal
with merchant semen.

This is all very interesting, Mr.
Meiling, but where were you Sunday

Uh, Staten Island.

Doing what?

Watching TV in my mother's living room
while she did my laundry.

You're kidding. Mrs. Prentiss used to be
Winston's secretary?

A cum laude graduate of the School of
Sensuous Secretarial Skills.

And now the mistress of the manor, so to
speak.

She lays down and gets a townhouse. I
don't and lose my job.

I guess that's the downside of being
upright.

A dozen pouting, spoiled children, all
with motive, half with opportunity.

And not one of them could have done it.
Not that they didn't want to. Just

mustard and relish.

Trying to cut back. Every single one of
them would like to see Prentiss strung

up by his suspenders. Because of him,
they have to grow up and face the real

world. Yuppie bashing, Mary Beth.

This is from a woman who sheds tears
over a farm foreclosure.

Farmers happen to be the backbone of
America.

It's just easier to care about them
because they were overall.

Those farmers lose what they worked
their whole lives for. And these kids

overextended themselves just like the
farmers did.

Seduced and abandoned.

Same trip, Mary Beth.

So what is this? Birds of a trust fund
flock together?

20 ,000 people lost their jobs in one
month and everybody says it's their

Oh, this is one of yours also. Mr.
Amatucci would like a call.

Uh -huh.

Hold on.

Uniforms think they found the building
that Thomas Bedlow's working at. Thank

you, Sergeant.

Sutton Place, a case of the junkie
guarding the drugstore. At last, a

suspect. What about the rest of the
list?

Ah, let no one accuse us of not being
thorough.

Basil, run them all.

So is he who owes her parking tickets
and who's done time for littering.

Who the hell dumped this on my desk?
Sorry, Cagney, we're temporary desk

until those two yutses finish in my
office.

No problem, Lieutenant.

But you won't be needing this desk right
now anyway.

Winston Prentiss called. He wants to see
the boat he has over his home.

And he's leaving at 3 .30. Gives you 45
minutes from right now.

I've had my strings pulled all morning,
Lieutenant. Now you want us to be

puppets again? Sir, we have an address
on a real lead. And I don't want to get

call from the commissioner's office. So
go see Prentiss now.

Hey! Hey, don't stand on my desk!

What the hell is the matter with you
guys? Come on, get out of there! Hey,

Stop!

It brings no meaning to the term public
servant.

I'm going to call Amatoshi before we go.
No. Fifteen.

Later. We'll count the fangs on the ogre
and then we'll bring in Bidlow.

Well, I was off trading shots in the
investment trenches.

And Mimi, well, she has a tendency to
protect me from these unpleasant things.

Your friends downtown are very
concerned, sir.

I know. And I'm embarrassed, detectives.

And it seems that the privileged just
don't play the role of victim very

graciously. Well, one gets better with
practice.

At any rate, we have gone over partially
the list of suspects which your wife

provided. Oh, you mean my ex -employees?
Yes.

Well, don't expect to find many cat
burglars there.

They certainly have interesting
attitudes, sir.

Yes, the poor kids.

I mean, on top of losing their positions
and their incomes, imagine their

humiliation at being considered
criminals.

Uh, so if we set the list aside, uh, we
do have some ideas of our own we'd like

to pursue.

Well, excellent.

That's excellent.

I think professionals should always be
allowed to do their job the way they

best. And that certainly applies here.

Thank you, sir.

You're sure you don't feel that, uh,
anybody on that list could be involved

some way?

Well, I personally hired most of those
youngsters.

Now, it's true we had a disastrous year
and a very brutal business.

And it's possible that one or two might
blame me.

But I would understand that. I've been
there myself.

In fact, the man who's on the cover of
Fortune this week, he once fired me.

But today, I admire him greatly.

You know you look exactly the same way
you do on Time magazine.

This is not terrible talking, Christine.
This is magic.

Well, thanks, Mary Beth.

Huh?

Ha.

Well, the ogre didn't have a thing, see?

A lot nicer than those spoiled rats he
laid off. They made Michael look like

he's approaching maturity.

Telephone, Christine.

You're right, Mary Beth. I don't want to
talk to him.

There is something you should know,
however.

I'm listening.

I told Nick that you and I are one of
the day gods of it. Sunday at the Met.

This Sunday? Yeah.

Oh, it sounds wonderful, but I'm afraid
I can't, Christine.

No, I didn't think you could, Mary Beth,
unless, of course, Nick calls, in which

case you are.

I see.

You lied to him.

I was trapped in my own bathroom.

It was either lie or die.

You know how a watch pot never boils?

Christine, with a lie, you can watch it
or not watch it or sit it on the back of

the stove or hide it in the closet
behind the Christmas decorations.

In the end, it will blow up in your
face.

That's very comforting.

Thank you.

Ah, excuse me.

Ladies? Yeah, could you tell me what
time is Mr. Bedloe? Come on. Better

question is, where is he?

I'm the building manager.

And I've had to wear this monkey suit
since he didn't show up Monday.

Come on, baby. Quit on this job and go
visit relatives in Cleveland.

You'll do anything to keep your shoes
clean.

I'm telling you, a pro -life Bedloe is
not going to walk away from this

setup. He's here.

I know. I mean, I had some fake nose for
a sunglass.

So, it's sitting out of every crud hole
in Manhattan, so we turn him up.

Want to work the flophouses
alphabetically or by scuzz level?

Sergeant, if we could put it off till
the morning, I could prepare myself. I'm

chalking out.

Harvey Jr. hasn't had time to spend with
his boring old mom.

No. We had a nice talk this morning.

He's so at home, Christine.

Different now.

Brushed you off, huh?

He most certainly did not.

Remember, it's hard to take something
boiling up behind the Christmas

Well, probably the same thing that
you'll find at the daycare exhibit.

Good night.

Bye.

So if I'm as nuts about this guy as I
think I am, then I'm no longer running

things.

At least in my last relationship, even
if the guy surprised me, you know, I was

in control.

I handled him.

But this one, I don't know.

I know I am in a program of rigorous
honesty, but the truth is I've gotten

caught in a very big, complicated
schoolgirl lie.

And the whole thing started out as just
a little fib, you know, and I... I know

it's a lousy thing to do, but the truth
is at least it puts me in the pilot

seat.

Even the plane crashes into the side of
a mountain and blows up. At least I was

the pilot.

This is a wonderful thing that's

happened in my life.

I think.

And I don't trust it.

I just don't want to let go of the
controls.

Hey, guys, where's the butterscotch?

Hey, I'll get it. All right.

Now, listen. Hey.

If your mom asks, you tell her I only
took one scoop, all right?

Hey, Harvey, help your brother with
that.

Watch this.

All right.

It's nothing.

Fingertip push -ups. How many?

Fifteen o 'clock.

In bed.

Hey, that's my job. Mikey, finish the
nuts.

All right, guys, we are getting close
here. The perfect black and brown.

Let's chow down.

Harvey, next time you borrow the car,
get the registration for me just in

huh? I didn't take the car.

Hey, it's okay. I don't mind.

Dad, I'm telling you.

Hey, your mom was at work all day. Who
took the car, Alice?

Dad, I'm a Marine.

So?

And sometimes we've got short memories.

I had... I had to go to the post office.
It slipped my mind.

Hey, don't let it party. It's okay.

Things are better between us. You notice
that?

Yeah.

You're a liar. A liar, Harvey.

Dad.

I did it.

I drove the car.

What do you mean you drove the car?

This is grand larceny order. What's
next? Armed robbery?

I don't know. You don't know?

Sweetheart, your brother is only here
for a short time. That's why we're

a big fuss over him.

I don't care about Harvey.

Hey, watch your mouth, Mikey. Your
little spin around the block could have

killed you.

My name is Mike. All right, Mike. What's
the problem?

Sweetie, what is it?

Mike, okay?

Mike, okay.

What? I'm sick of being treated like a
kid.

Fine. You want things to change around
here? Why don't you grow up? It's not my

fault I'm short.

Is that what this is about, honey, Mike?

Look at the wizard.

Look at Tattoo.

What about the munchkin? No, no, that's
genetic, Mike. I mean, you're going to

grow. I don't want to talk anymore.

Leave me alone.

Mike, everybody grows at his own rate.

See? No one listens to me.

Even in my own room.

He's a teenager.

I didn't even know him.

Whatever happened to being a kid?

You're right, Harvey. We have to give
him more responsibility.

I mean, you're the one who's always
saying I should listen to him. He has

own opinion.

No, no, no. That's all we need around
here is another opinion.

I had a lot of responsibilities when I
was his age. I did the shopping and most

of the cooking.

All of the ironing.

That's exactly my point.

You never even got a chance to be a kid.

I mean, look at Harvey Jr.

Four months of being treated like an
adult. Bingo, he acts like one.

You bet, Mike. He's only 13 years old.

And with all the TV and the music and
the movies, there's more stuff banging

around in his head than we had when we
were 20.

And that doesn't mean he can handle it.

You can't turn back a clock, Harvey.

Maybe not.

But you can set the alarm for six.

Your quick John Hand talk, sir.

Thank you.

Always a very interesting challenge.

Fort Penn Plaza.

Madison Square Garden, correct?

In March the 5th, there was the Knicks
versus the Lakers. Scarf night, I

believe.

Yeah, this is Sergeant Kagan.

Uh -huh. Uh -huh.

This is a very important source, sir.
Okay. Uh -huh.

Yes, we got it.

A very important source. You mean the
blonde stoolie with the huge...

The

ever -impatient Winston

Prentiss has suffered yet another loss,
and he has asked for the two years by

name.

Yes, Pupito.

This is coming out of your next
paycheck.

And if I ever see you wearing that scarf
around here, I'm going to have it

confiscated.

Yes, sir.

Your car was stolen, Mr. Prentice?

My car niche was stolen.

Is that a make or a model, sir?

That's a convertible Rolls Royce.

Custom built.

Beef eater red.

with a beautiful hand -rubbed lacquer
finish.

Italian leather interior and Berber
carpets.

Oh, and on the trim and the dash, they
used cherry wood.

It's the only one with cherry wood.

I was raised near a cherry grove. It's a
special order.

And no one drove that car but me.

And it was taken from the garage, sir.
Yes, and with two alarm systems.

They guaranteed it was burglar -proof.

Probably on a container ship halfway to
South America by now.

I don't say that to me.

Within the last three days, my house has
been hit, and now the most precious

thing in my life has been taken from me.
Now, that's no coincidence.

I think it is, Mr. Prentiss.

The guy who shimmies up a telephone pole
to steal some silver in a teapot is not

the same guy who steals a car.

Don't think you're going to write this
off, because if you do, I'll have the

commissioner and the mayor down your
throat so fast.

Maybe I misunderstood, Mr. Prentiss.
What happened to trusting the

professionals? Of course, any help that
you might want to offer, sir, would be

appreciated. Help?

My wife has already given you a whole
list of people that hate me. What about

that? And I can give you a hell of a lot
more, from the SEC all the way to the

servants. Why, there's more people out
there who hate me than you can stuff

Connecticut. Mr. Prentiss, you yourself
said yesterday that that list was not a

fruitful approach.

Listen.

My baby has been taken from me.
Understand?

Now, I'm not a bad person, but my job
causes enemies.

And ladies, revenge is an ugly and
frightening force.

There are certain people out there who
have lost their life savings in this

crash. And some of them come from mob
families.

The mob.

You ever heard of it?

I'm sorry to interrupt you, Wynn, but
it's your call from Amsterdam. Their

is ready.

Mimi can give you names and addresses
until you're dizzy.

Tell them, Mimi. Tell them all the
people who hate me.

And don't forget those servants.

What was the actual amount of money that
you lost?

If that scum doesn't watch his step,
I'll tell his mistresses about each

The maid loves him, right?

I don't touch anything that belongs to
him unless I'm paid to.

The handyman loves him, too.

And this is my pay.

He should count his blessings I haven't
poisoned him. And the cook.

He doesn't have this much hatred. It's a
tiller vacation in Europe.

All right, so what's the angle you're
going to follow?

We're running the Fortune 500, but I'm
betting on the Attica 50.

That's the third client in a row that
hates his guts, Christine.

But they're still all his clients. I'm
telling you, it's Bedloe. Well, you may

be right, Sergeant, but to me this looks
less and less like a professional job.

Can you pipe down here?

Huh? I'm trying to work here.

The reason it's Bedloe and that he's
missing is because he... Are you blind?

Can't see him talking here? Yeah, but
you wanted... Let me finish my sentence.

He is the missing piece of the puzzle.

Proceed.

Riley from the one -two call. He found
Bedloe.

Yeah? Where?

In traction at St.

Vincent's. Got drunk four days ago. Fell
in front of a truck.

Buried.

Trouble. Putting all your eggs in one
basket is that someone always comes

and sits on it.

Finish up. I'm over time. I'm moving
back in.

Is it me, or is there something screwy
about a man whose precious baby is his

car?

Michael stole our car.

Did I tell you about that?

Think he's good for Prentice's rules,
too?

The thing is, Christine, he knew what
the extra set of keys were. He knew when

we'd be gone, and he wanted to punish
us.

He wanted to shove it in our face.

I mean, somebody close.

Real close.

Like the son Winston Prentice never had?

Bad's old!

Yes, Sergeant.

Everything you ran on Frank Meyerling.

Please.

Let's go do some fishing.

So, you finally found out the truth
about Winston Prentiss.

Mistresses and enemies, backroom deals.
He's quite a piece of work, huh?

Yeah, it's hard to believe. He seemed
like such a courtly gentleman.

We went barging in there and he was in
the middle of some big deal. Oh, a deal,

huh? Uh, yeah, some, uh, some pension
fund.

Detective, I don't think... Which
pension fund?

Oh, you got me.

Oh, wait a second. Was he talking to
Amsterdam?

Detective! That's my deal, that thief!

Your deal?

I spent six months bringing them to the
table.

And the apprentice backs off.

If he had a deal like that, he would
have had to make me a partner. That

dirtbag! You know, I wouldn't worry if I
were you.

You're gonna be hired again. I mean, a
guy who managed to get bonded at your

young age?

Come on, you must have many jobs, Q.

You're not just another pretty face, are
you?

You do your homework, too.

And you did have that job when you were
18 installing security systems.

Oh, my. Wow.

What a discovery. You really got me now.

When do we play good cop, bad cop with a
bare light bulb?

You sure there's nothing you've
forgotten to tell us? I admit I look

the part. I mean, I've got the means.
I've got the motive.

I've got the talent.

You just haven't gotten any proof.

When you do, I want you to save yourself
some time and call my lawyers first.

Oh, pungent chicken. Smells incredible.

Could we talk first?

You think I can't listen and eat at the
same time?

Well, if it's all right with your
stomach, I'd like to get something off

chest.

So get.

I'm not going to the museum on Sunday.

That's it?

I think I'll be disappointed.

I never was.

Going, I mean.

Listen, I'm not the detective here.
Trish, you gotta help me out. I lied to

Well, you wanted me to meet your mother.

And all I could hear was wedding bells.

What?

What?

It's my folks' house.

It's not a church.

I didn't say it made any sense.

Listen, kiddo.

I like eating with you and talking with
you and sleeping with you.

Three out of three is a good score.

Doesn't mean I want to marry you.

You don't? You proposing?

No. Good.

Because a woman gets into my apartment,
she starts folding my shirt, stocking my

fridge with cottage cheese.

But I really like you.

That scared me.

Yeah, I haven't figured that part out
myself yet.

We could eat now.

Think that stuff will keep?

I'm sure of it.

The sergeant said there could be an

opening to heavy equipment. You know,
cranes, bulldozers.

Ty? That's our remote.

10 -50, real good, Mom.

That's the way I love it.

Oh, gee, Harvey, look at this time.

You're going to be late.

Mike, hurry up. You missed saying
goodbye.

No, it's okay. I still have time.

Sweetie, you've got to be on the plane
in two hours and seven minutes.

I can make it, Mom.

Sure you can.

Listen to me.

Still talking like your mother.

You are.

But you're all grown up, Harvey.

I mean, you made choices.

You're doing something that's important
to you.

Mom. No, no.

You could be true to that, my son.

You have your own heart.

You have your own ideas.

Well, I guess that makes me lazy.

Stubborn and thick as a stick. Mikey's
going to be late for school.

Mikey! Harvey, we better get a move on.

Dad, I'd rather say goodbye here if it's
all right.

I mean, I could take the subway.

You want to go alone?

If I made it through basic, I think I
can make it to the airport.

How do I breakfast, Mom?

Bye, Harvey.

Yeah, bye.

Mikey, Harvey doesn't want us to go with
him to the airport. He thinks his

mother's going to cry all over his
jacket. But maybe somebody should go

huh?

We wouldn't want your brother to get on
the wrong plane.

Well, what about school?

Hey, we'll give you a note. This is
special.

It's okay with you, Harvey?

Yeah, sure.

We'll have a hot time at the airport,
huh, Mike? Yeah, we can cruise for

Last one, please. Harvey, we didn't get
you.

There. Coffee stains, cigar burns, some
of the drawers squeak, some of them

don't open.

But it's all mine, and I love it.

Well, Virginia's plane is taking off
right now.

Unless the traffic is packed up.

Oh, but Chris, it was a good visit.

Nice to have the whole family home
again.

Well, at least you're off the hook for
the museum Sunday.

Oh, are we dining at the Villa Amatucci?

You know, Mary Beth, I really could get
into the truth business.

Yeah?

Secrets do not work in a good
relationship.

You're absolutely right, Christine.

Clearing the air can be so healing.

There's no question about it. It cleans
everything up.

Cagney?

Right.

Where?

We'll be right there.

Uniforms from Prentice's car.

So it's rigorous honesty from now on,
huh?

Absolutely.

So did you sleep with Nick yet?

Absolutely not.

I mean you, pal.

Back up.

Make some room here. Back up, please.
Not police here. Come on, people. Move

along. Move out of the way. Move out of
the way. There's nothing to see here.

Please, officer. Move along, sir,
please. There's nothing to see here. All

right. Party's over. Thank you.

Witnesses? Hey, what can I say? It's New
York.

Right.

Wasn't too hard to ID.

There aren't too many Red Rolls
convertibles.

Not too many people with 220 grand to
drop on wheels, either. You're kidding

But it... Sir?

That cost half again as much as my
house?

Looks like a red shoebox.

Fred has been saying goodbye to his
spinach. He's going to have to burn that

off. Time to call Frank Meiling's
attorney.

Yeah. Let's go by the bonding agents to
pick up his prints.

I want Serenity's to go over this whole
thing with their fine -toothed combs,

then haul it over to the 14th.

It's going to ruin it front end.

All in a day's work.

Come on.

Hey!

They're still walking.

Hey, Solomon.

What happened to your baseball cap? Oh,
Doris prefers the mature look. You like?

What hides your face nicely?

Christine, jealousy does not become you.

Did you come up with anything, Detective
Solomon?

Lacey, please. Some things are a little
more important than business.

Christine, I know it hurts now, but give
it time.

You'll understand when it happens to
you.

Be strong, Christine.

You'll find him one day. What did you
find, Detective?

Good thinking, Lacey.

Dive into work. Keep her mind busy.

Oh, Solomon. Right, right. So, what's
the one thing an owner never uses that a

thief has to?

I give up. What is it? The feet
adjustment.

Yeah?

One big fat thumbprint.

Hey, hey, hey. This guy is bidding on me
in here.

Henry, that means he likes you.

Today I'm enjoying my job.

Look, Feldberg, you get your butt down
here or send somebody else.

I understand you found my car.

Where is it? Good afternoon, Winston.

Frank. Yes, Mr. Merlin kidnapped your
baby.

You did it? Well, you're a hard man to
get on the phone.

I don't understand.

Well, I tried calling you all weekend.
You were in Toronto.

Doing what, I wonder?

It looks like the son you never had
threw a temper tantrum, burglarized your

house, and destroyed your co -author.

Well, I went up there to close a deal.

Oh, a deal. Was it Amsterdam?

Pension fund?

They seem to be backing off when I spoke
to them last night.

Frank, you're a clever rat.

I learned from a master. Maybe you want
to come back over here and wait for the

DA, Mr. Prentiss. How good is your
Dutch, Frank?

I just may have a situation opening up
in Amsterdam.

Look, why don't you two go off and have
a coffee break? I'll handle it. Mr.

Prentiss apparently didn't hear my
partner. Back off.

Amsterdam is a partner's position.

Agreed.

Look, I'm going to drop all charges, so
let him out.

Stay one.

Do I have to repeat myself?

You can repeat yourself till your lips
fall off. This is grand larceny. We have

the car, we have a case, and we're going
for it. Do you have a witness?

We have a print.

There was none in the house. There's one
in the car.

Well, last week he drove my car.

The car that nobody drives but you?

I'm like a son to him, you know.

Exactly.

Hence the print.

Now let him go.

Tell it to the judge.

I don't care how many magazine covers
you're on or how many Rolls Royces

got. You may not use the police
department of the city of New York for

private goon squad. Very eloquent.

Now release my friend.

Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Prentiss. He hasn't
been arraigned yet. You can call every

lawyer in town down here. Call the
mayor. Call the commissioner.

But Junior here is not getting out until
tomorrow.

Faraday. Sergeant.

You want to take Mr.

Meyerling to holding? He's going to
spend the night with us. No!

Yes. Now, I want this case expedited now
or I'm going to have your badges.

I think it's time for a break. Isn't it
just him?

I believe so, Sergeant.