All language subtitles for Cagney and Lacey s07e21 A fair Shake 1

I want the feds notified. This is not
the first time this kind of glitch has

happened. I heard it never steal
anything small, but this is outrageous.

Women are moving up in the world. Ten
years ago, this could only have been

by a man. Us bankers, thick skins.

We're talking impossible mafia bank
here. A major coup over the feds and the

organized crime strike force. This woman
stole a hundred million dollars.

She's stonewalling us, Lieutenant. This
is no longer your business, ladies.

Put it down.

Step back. Now, Miss Dunn, now. Put it
down.

The standard colors are blue wool and
white ceiling. It's departmental rules.

Let me understand something here.

You want to go by the book?

Why don't we just have building
maintenance do the painting?

Oh, sure.

They'll say sure and schedule us for
August 2001.

Fine. But I don't care how much paint
you and Harvey have left over. I'm not

wasting a week in turning this place
peachy pink.

Carmen. Yeah? You have a gentleman
caller.

He says it's personal.

Excuse me.

Oh, Sarge, I gotta talk to you. Give a
person a break, huh?

Well, Mr. Plotnick, what a pleasant
surprise.

Mr. Plotnick, this is my partner,
Detective Lacey.

Hello.

Mary Beth, this is Mr. Plotnick from the
West End National Bank.

My favorite teller.

Mr. Plotnick watches a lot of TV,
Lieutenant, and he used a pencil to pick

in case of fingerprints.

All this belongs to your supervisor, Ms.
Dowling?

Right. But you never called the bank
examiners, is that correct?

I didn't what? Call the bank examiners.

How's that?

No. He said no.

But isn't that normal procedure?

Mr. Plotnick.

Yes.

It's just that...

Well, well, Miss Cagney and I have been
friends a long time.

She visits me every Friday at the back,
always waits for my window.

And I just thought that... Just to be
straight on the rules of evidence,

Lieutenant, Mr. Plotnick mistook this
anti -shake case for his own and opened

before he realized his mistake.

Miss Dowling's death is the first one on
the right. Yes, ma 'am.

We have several ways to... Thank you.

Hi.

I'll talk to you by week then.

Okay. Bye -bye.

Sterling, this is Sergeant Cagney.

Detective Lacey.

What can I do for you, officer?

We have what you might call a lost and
found situation here, ma 'am.

Lost and found.

I believe our Miss Joyce took care of
that.

Well, we understand that this is yours.

If you can describe what's inside, then
you can claim it.

I'm afraid I haven't the faintest idea.

Perhaps we should talk then with the
bank president.

Oh, Mr. Wright's on vacation.

Then where's the vice president?

You're looking at her.

Miss Dowling, have you noticed any
discrepancies in the bank's books

Funny you should mention that.

Last month's federal bank examination
came up $26 .45 short.

Have you found it?

She's stonewalling us, Lieutenant.

But her story on the federal bank
examination checks out with her. Doesn't

she couldn't have done it five minutes
after they left.

What about Tottenham? Is he a suspect?

Well, if Dowling is all you got, where
is she? Under surveillance, sir. We

like permission to go around the clock.

By tomorrow, we should have print
verification on the attache case and the

,000 inside it, so we can move on it. I
want the feds notified on this. Done,

Lieutenant. It should be in the bank
before it closes tomorrow.

Warrants? Applied for, sir.

Well, okay, you know what you're doing.
Get the hell out of here. Yes, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Lieutenant?

Not a bad day, partner?

Oh, Sergeant, you're so easy. A six
-figure felony with a quickie wrap -up.

You're in heaven.

Harvey called, said don't forget to
bring the number 15 sunblock. Thank you,

Sergeant. It's Harvey's contractor's
convention in Florida.

This is the week, Christine.

Hence the personal days.

Am I a detective or am I a detective?

Swaying palm trees.

Tropical breezes.

Walking hand in hand on a deserted
beach.

You and me.

Laying out on a double float in the
pool. Oh, baby.

Sipping on killer rum drinks with little
umbrellas.

Oh, baby.

And all because you're married to the
newest member of the Flushing

Association. Oh, Harvey, no more
emptying parties or unmade beds. It's

service now, Mr. Lacey.

Oh, you bet, babe.

Hey.

The FCA and the convention are only two
of the perks.

There's all kinds of activities for the
wise.

Spouses, honey.

That's what I said.

Sweetheart, all contractors are not
necessarily men.

Oh. Yeah. Oh. Yeah. I got it.

Look,

darling. We know you sold your condo. We
know you applied for a visa to Nepal.

We have your fingerprints on the attache
case and on the money inside.

Give, Miss Dowling, because in a few
minutes the feds are going to have a lot

questions. And believe me, it's easier
dealing with us.

How long have you been doing this?

Who else is involved?

Excuse me. What? Which one of you is
Sergeant Cagney?

Yo.

Agent Morton, FBI, chief bank examiner.

And my superiors are on their way.
There's a substantial sum of money

here, and I must ask you to cease and
desist in your interrogation.

At ease, Morton.

This is our perpetrator. We have her,
and we have the money with the prints on

it. You've got the hundred million?

The what?

Gee, Louise.

Miss Downing is ours, and we're taking
her in. I think you'll find you're on

federal territory here. My colleagues
from the Bureau are on their way.

just waiting for a warrant.

You mean you have one of these here?

You can tell your pals that Miss Dowling
has a new address, and it's the 14th

Precinct. Detective?

Was it some man, Miss Dowling?

Did you steal the money for a man?

Because we know how it is when someone
you love has a drug problem.

Isn't this better left until my attorney
arrives?

There is no man, detective.

I took Mom's advice.

Get a good education and don't depend on
some man to support you. What do you

say we talk about the money, Miss
Darling? All the heterosexual men my age

either married or sleeping under
bridges.

Miss Darling, can it.

Where's the rest of the money? On my
back or hanging in my closet.

You don't expect us to believe that you
spent $100 million on clothing.

Get real.

I stole what you've got in that release,
plus maybe another $12 ,000.

Well, that accounts for about one -tenth
of one percent of what is missing.

Right now, you're all we've got.

So unless you want to find out about a
lot of other stuff your mother forgot to

tell you, you better let us in on what's
going on.

You think it's tough to find an eligible
male in Manhattan?

Willie addresses the Federal
Penitentiary for Women.

Excuse me, detective.

Detectives, I'm Kate Ferber, Miss
Allen's attorney.

Okay. The assistant district attorney
will be here any minute.

Look, I'm not stupid.

I know what you've got on me and what
you don't.

I stole a fine amount of money, for
which I'm willing to make amends.

As for the rest of it, I've got some
ideas.

But I want to see some networking here.

I want to know we can strike some kind
of accommodation.

Woman to woman.

I love it. An equal opportunity felon.

Ready for Dan? What have you wrought?

Women are moving up in the world. Ten
years ago, this could only have been

by a man.

It's not what I call progress, Mr.
Filber.

You run this by family, or I'll get on
the horn of my boss.

Dad's going to hate this.

I know. I'm sure it's a good deal,
Thelma. I know. And I want David to have

but $5 ,000 is all I can afford to give
him.

Oh, come on, Thelma. I am not
negotiating with my own son.

No, that's not true. That's it. That's
all I got. I can't give him any more.

Thelma, I'm into several servants. What
do you want from me, Thelma?

You know, you should thank God, Lacey,
that your kid is in the Marine Corps.

I'll tell you that, because, you know,
he'll at least have the G .I. Bill going

for him when he wants to buy a co -op.
Oh, sad to say, sir, the benefits are

as advertised. Lieutenant! Oh, come on,
I told you, Cagney. Blue and white,

those are the official colors, and there
are no exceptions.

It's about the bank case, Lieutenant,
not the bathroom.

What bank case? What are you talking
about? The West End National.

The $100 million stolen.

You know, this darling, she probably
stole the money because she needs it to

help her kid buy a co -op. She's small
potatoes, Lieutenant.

Now, she's willing to give us the whole
scam, but in order to get it, we have to

make a deal.

What kind of a deal?

Immunity from prosecution.

What? No, not total immunity, sir. She
will make full restitution to the bank

and be on probation while undergoing
therapy.

Therapy? This woman stole $100 million.

She only admits to $112 ,000, sir.

Oh.

Yeah, come on in.

She's a small -time amateur, Lieutenant,
but she can help us.

We're talking a possible mafia bank
here.

A major coup over the feds and organized
crime strike force. Not to mention a

major feather in your cap, huh, Cagney?

You believe this, Steve? Well, if her
story doesn't pan out, the deal is off.

Besides, if we don't move on this right
now, the feds will snatch her away.

Therapy, huh?

All right, but I want this completely
and correctly written up in the fives,

okay?

Right, Lieutenant.

Say thank you for the career maker,
Feldberg.

When I'm mayor, I'll send you roses.
Sergeant, for you.

Thanks, Bessel.

Anytime, Sarge.

Have fun.

What is it, Sergeant?

Listen to this.

The vacationing Mr. Wright, president of
West End National, is the son -in -law

of mafia biggie Louis de Toyo, who just
prior to being deported set his son -in

-law up in the currency trade.

Bingo, it is a mafia.

Then you're always telling me he's not
so great.

This is not the first time this kind of
glitch has happened. Glitch. One hundred

million dollars.

In the business, we call it flight
capital.

Or laundered money.

Flight capital.

A function of multinational banking.

It means electronic flight from one
account at one bank to another account

another bank.

Blip, blip.

That's it.

Blip, blip.

Nobody moves cash anymore.

How do you think Marcos or Trujillo or
the Shah of Iran got billions out of

their country?

In suitcases?

That's how you were taking it.

Only because I dream small.

Every time one of those electronic
glitches hit... Wait, back up a minute.

What is a glitch?

It's like an electronic open cash
drawer.

A window.

Big sums of money would miraculously
disappear from the computer.

An hour later, they'd come back.

Now, before that happened, I'd tack on
an extra hundred or so, and that would

come back, too.

A little bit here, a little bit there.
Before you know it, the pin money adds

to $112 ,000.

Careful, Josie, cancer.

The money never came back, and neither
did the bank president.

So we'll talk to the department and find
out where he's vacationing.

Chris? What?

A million dollars theft, I understand.

Five million?

Ten million, even.

A hundred million dollars, Christine.

How would you ever hope to get away with
it?

How would you hide it?

Depends. If you're Mel DeMarcos, you
turn it into shoes.

Chris.

A hundred million dollars.

I know I shouldn't be doing this, you
not having to warn at all. But my cousin

Ernie was on the force for 20 years. And
he used to tell me the hassles you all

have to go through.

So I'm sympathetic.

If you get my drift.

Well, we can't tell you how much we
appreciate this.

Well, there we are, the domicile of Mr.
and Mrs. Robert Wright.

I really shouldn't be doing this. You
know, I...

Well, I don't

know. I mean, Ernie would tell me about
the hassles, but a search warrant is one

of our constitutional guarantees.

Well, here's another picture of
Alexander Hamilton for your collection.

Now, no one can question your
patriotism.

You shopping for an apartment?

This is no longer your business, ladies.

Besides, we both missed it.

I do not enjoy laying out a double
sawbuck only to be told by some federal

to get out of his face and out of his
case.

His case.

Can you believe it?

Christine, it's over.

We cannot hope to compete with the
federal government over who beats who in

race to find Mr. Right.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. Face it. That 20 bucks wipes out
our slush fund for a month. Plus, I am

my way to pina coladas and steamy nights
in the parrot jungle.

How's your feet?

Happy with a therapist?

Well, sir, it's a lot like a stolen
credit card scam, sir. The trick is to

charge like crazy before the card
register is stolen using a computer

glitch. On a much larger scale, of
course, sir, and the whole thing has to

with multinational corporations and
international currencies. Okay, okay,

okay. All right? Just write it up when
it's complete.

Yes, sir.

In the meantime, Inspector Marquette
would like to see you both ears on a

double. Fine, we'll head downtown right
away.

No, no, no.

He's at some task force headquarters,
apparently very hush -hush. Here's where

it is.

Don't keep him waiting.

No, sir.

All right, you can go.

Ah, detective.

Come on in.

You know Agent Morton.

And this is Assistant U .S. Attorney
Whistler.

We are conducting a joint NYPD federal
task force.

You familiar with West End National?

Absolutely, sir. It's our case.

This happens to be a cooperative
operation.

We're going to want depositions from you
two, but you should know the key to

this case is the bank's president,
Robert Wright.

A very wrong guy.

Humor in the workplace.

How unique.

We've been looking for him everywhere.

This morning, he telephoned us.

Said he was willing to testify before a
federal grand jury.

But... He won't come in without an
escort.

You get him down here.

Thank you, Inspector.

Where is he?

Upstate. Town call Renfrew. His wife is
already in protective custody.

I don't know if I like this idea.

I do.

Well, it's supposed to be a joint task
force, and it is our case.

Morton, don't try and squeeze out the
NYPD.

Robert Wright's wife is Carla DeCoya.

The daughter of the old gangster, sir?
Correct.

He's been in the family bank for more
than 20 years.

It has interesting relationships with
foreign banks. If Wright tells us what

knows,

lights will go on in government
buildings all over the world.

We want to keep this guy co -op.

So, treat him with kid gloves?

When you get to the George Washington
Bridge, give me a call.

You'll be told where to deliver right.

Fine.

Any questions?

Bring him in.

Seems simple enough.

And don't worry about Sam.

I'll clear everything for you.

Oh, my Lord, Chris, what am I going to
do about Florida?

What's the big deal?

We'll drop off our package. You catch
the first flight out tomorrow morning.

You mean fly down alone?

I'll tell you what, while you're winking
at the towel, boys, I'll have the

ladies come paint it, okay?

Y 'all gonna paint it?

I didn't say that.

We haven't even agreed on a color,
Christine.

How about high -tech white?

Oh, white shows all the dirt.

What do you want it to look like, a
subway station?

Soft colors are more relaxing. Everybody
knows that.

Nah.

Pastels are so Miami.

Oh, Harvey's gonna kill me.

Can't you call your inspector and tell
him to take a rain check?

Sweetheart, there'll be parties all
weekend.

Tonight's the welcoming luau.

Honey, listen, I want you to go on ahead
to Florida without me, and I'll, um...

Sweetheart, I'll call you tonight in
Miami, and we could, uh...

We could talk about it on the phone.

I don't think I should go without you,
Mary, but we plan this trip together.

He went.

I cannot believe it. Just like that,
Miami bound.

You told him he should go without you.

You always say it's all right for them
to go, Christine.

They're not supposed to go.

We could have saved an hour if they'd
let us use the thruway.

Too many spy novels, Mary Beth.

I tell you, the feds are up to their
eyebrows in cloak and dagger.

Uh -huh. This is a simple fetch and
deliver detail.

Mary Beth, would you stop mooning over
Miami?

Not funny, Christine.

Hey, I'm just trying to keep it light
here, okay?

Sure.

That's cool.

A map.

Hmm? How long do I stay on the yellow
brick road?

Oh, we're good for almost 30, 40 minutes
before we have to turn.

Hmm.

Nice looking guy.

Huh?

Chris, if you see one of those fans on
the road, stop, all right?

You know, I want to get some fresh
apples and maybe some maple syrup.

That's Vermont, Mary Beth.

Upstate New York happens to be a major
producer of maple syrup.

Thank you, Miss New York State.

Muriel is babysitting the kids. The kids
like maple syrup on their pancakes on

Sunday morning, and I'm not going to be
there because I'm going to be in Miami

with Harvey.

Is that all right with you?

Hey, I'm easy.

Grandparents used to live out in this,
pardon the expression, neck of the

No kidding.

Anything look familiar?

Yeah, you.

Can't see a damn thing out there.

I hate being lost, Chris.

You hate it? I'm the control freak.

Oh, jeez. What is this now?

Do yourself a favor, lady, and turn
around. It gets worse up ahead.

Do yourself a favor and get out of my
way.

I

don't

want to say anything, Christine, but the
animals are lining up two by two.

Maple syrup in my ass.

It kills my drink.

The question is, my partner, who would
you kill?

Do me a favor. Will you marry Beto or
check the address here?

Uh...

Ladies lost?

Well, just a little bit, I guess,
Sheriff.

Credit. Credit.

So, up next, who's in?

Things get boring in the city?

Actually, we just came up with some
maple syrup.

You're in the wrong part of the state.

Well, we were misinformed.

What we do want, sir, is...

7 -4 -3 -2 -7, Pinewood Lane, Sheriff.

It is a small world, isn't it?

Thank you, Sheriff.

Actually, we're kind of late, and I'm
afraid my uncle would be very worried.

Hello?

But you drive carefully.

We don't have any gridlock up here in
Renfro.

We really don't want any.

Thank you, Sheriff.

And good night.

Do you think it's odd that a sheriff is
hanging around outside the very house

we're looking for?

Small -town America, my goodness, with
this little crime in communities like

this.

Do you think it's Inspector Martha or
the feds peeping over our shoulders?

Hey, sometimes a cigar is just a cigar,
okay?

Okay.

All I know is where I come from, there's
never a cop around when you need one.

Is that it?

And they told me crime doesn't take.

You know what?

What?

It was almost a year ago.

My kitchen.

You called me a drunk.

What the hell do you eat?

I feel pretty good.

Thanks.

Enjoy your dinner, ladies.

It was great.

Oh, yes, thank you very much.

Rubs comfortable?

Yes, thank you.

How about you, Detective Lacey?

Everything wonderful.

Why don't you get your bags, and we'll
change our clothes and get out of here.

Everything. Wonderful.

You have a problem, Christine?

I have not seen this much drooling since
Alice's first birthday party.

Whatever are you talking about?

Come on, Mary Beth, you have to admit
that it's attractive.

I'm trying to phone again. Of course.

Billy Mays.

Mary Beth Lacey, who has never looked at
another man since her husband, Harvey,

proposed to her when she was 14.

I was almost 21.

So you're interested in Mr. Wright as
strictly professional?

Absolutely.

I'll believe you, but thousands
wouldn't. Just because he's beautiful

polished and plays a mean piano.

It's been hitting on you ever since we
got here.

All that I am doing, Christine, is
escorting a suspected felon to the

authorities to ensure his safe delivery
into custody.

Whatever you say, Mrs. Lacey.

Wanna... Wanna pat me down again?

Once was enough, sir.

Not if you do it right.

Okay, so let's get this show on the
road.

Rubenstein was unique.

He had a love affair with a piano.

Honest to God romantic.

I'm a Horowitz fan myself.

Did you see his Leningrad performance on
the Charles Kuralt show?

I'm so glad he's giving concerts again.

I was lucky enough to see Rubenstein at
Carnegie Hall.

Ah, I love that place.

The lights, the audience, it's great.

It's too bad what the renovation did to
the acoustics.

What do you think, Detective Lacey?

I think it's peculiar that a man said
she herself turns out to be nothing but

common thief.

Is he following us?

I don't think so.

He's been with us for about a half a
mile or so.

We had another one for about a mile and
a half before he turned off.

Want to slow up, Sasha, see what he
does?

I don't know.

Just lie down in your seat, Mr. Wright.

I'm going to pass.

So how'd you expect to get away with it?

I mean, you're not highly Celestia.
Well, I'm Barone. Where'd you think you

going to hide it?

Detective, now you're being silly.

Why is that silly?

I mean, I hardly ever steal anything
small, but this is outrageous.

Entire regimes are at stake.

The American way of life.

Does this story have a little girl and a
rabbit in it?

How about a war over the Falklands?

What, your bank invested heavily in
South American real estate?

The government of Argentina needed
something to shore up its popularity.

Get people to rally around the flag.

They knew England would have to defend
the Falklands by sea.

And that the French had a missile that
could be an equalizer.

You an arms dealer?

No, I'm a banker.

France was willing to sell Exocet
missiles, but only for dollars.

No pesos.

Not even Lira from a right -wing Italian
group willing to put the bill.

Enter the U .S. of A.

Pardon me, but we supported England.

We didn't want Argentina to be
humiliated.

So, Paul, it cost us a few hundred
lives, why not?

They were threatening to do business
with the Russians if we didn't

So you loaned Argentina the money? At
the request of our government.

And then the little girl followed the
rabbit down the hall.

What a funny kind of cynic.

Then Argentina lost the war and reneged
on the loan, leaving your bank holding

the bag?

I'm impressed, detective.

The Falkland thing was a long time ago.

It took so long for it to show up.

The technical movement of money stalled
the inevitable.

The Iran -Contra thing was the final
nail in the coffin.

Don't tell me.

Oh, if I see him, Harvey's in Miami.
He'd love this.

Yeah? Yeah, hello. I'm sorry if I woke
you, Lieutenant, but I've been watching

the news on the TV down here, and
there's all this stuff about a big storm

upstate. Who's this?

I'm sorry, Harvey Lacey.

Yeah, my ma is with the kids, and Mary
Betsy hasn't called.

Lacey, what time is it now?

Yeah, I know. She's on this assignment
upstate, but she was supposed to be back

hours ago in the desk charge, and he
hasn't heard from her.

And, well,

you know, I'm just kind of worried.

Get down, Mr. Bright.

And no matter what happens, stay there.

Yes, sir.

Well, good night for a plant.

Is that the truth?

Well, locals have sense enough to stay
inside on a night like this.

Yeah, well, get ahead of us.

What with the weather, you might have
tried to bury the hatchet.

We heard on the radio that it might
clear up.

Why, will you?

I'd find some place and sit this one
out.

The road's washed out up ahead there,
but there's a motor in before that.

It ain't very clean, but it's
overpriced.

Well, thanks very much for your help.

Happy to oblige.

Take it easy. Yeah.

Good night.

He's got a point, Christine. I'm not
going to make my flight to Miami this

morning.

Great. We can sit up all night singing
Don't Cry For Me, Argentina.

Okay, we're joining rooms in their west
wing.

Those are blown out inside, too.

Norman Bates doesn't run the joint, but
he'd like it. I'm going to move the car.

Ah!

We'll be safer if the car resides.

If that story you told us is true,
there's probably certain people that

want you to testify.

What an interesting time.

Thanks. I'm sorry if I insulted you
before.

No.

Us bankers?

Thick skin.

Actually, it caught on very fast.

Quite knowledgeable.

International banking can be... be
complicated.

You mean our flight capital?

Well, uh...

Out

of sight, out of mind?

Mary Beth, don't you think we should
give Mr. Wright a few minutes to get

comfortable?

Holler when you're decent.

I'm not sure.

I just thought I'd check.

Do you believe that story he told us
about Argentina and all that?

Well, if he made it up, he's got a hell
of an imagination.

I'll tell you one thing.

Awfully cute to look at.

He seems to be a... Intelligent.

Oh, come on, partner.

Don't kid her, kid her.

Pheromones, Mary Beth.

Huh?

Sexual chemistry.

Oh. It's how the boy aunts tell who the
girl aunts are.

Occasionally it happens to people.

Oh, this is ridiculous.

And behaving like a teenager.

It's all right. I mean, there are
millions of people in the world every

a while. Two of them connect. It's not a
felon. Yeah, but he's a felon. I'm

getting all silly over a major felon.

I think it's nice.

You have to stay.

How's it going in there, Mr. Wright?

Well, it's not the Ritz.

Well, Detective Lacey will be taking the
first watch.

I'm not going in there.

Yeah, you are.

Why does a modern woman choose a career
in law enforcement?

I saw an ad on the subway.

How long have you been married?

19 years and 3 months.

14 for me.

It happened one night.

What, the... No, no, no, the movie.

Oh, sure.

Claudette Colbert and Clark Gable. Sure,
I love that movie.

Oh.

You mean, uh... Two people, one room.

a lot safer and moved closer.