All language subtitles for Cagney and Lacey s08e01 The Return 1994.eng

Keep whistling.

Don't fight and you won't get hurt.

We want your boat.

Why would anybody want to hijack a
tugboat?

Carmen!

Carmen!

Good evening.

Hello.

Carmen!

Carmen, will you put these on for me?

Of course, Mrs. Burton.

And would you check the ice? I don't
think we're going to have enough.

Everything else looks lovely, Carmen.
The flowers are beautiful. Thank you.

Well, Carmen.

Jimmy, come on, stop it. You're making
me crazy.

That's the idea.

You've got to get dressed.

Not if we hop a plane to Bora Bora. I
could make you crazy on the beach. I'd

love to, but not tonight. Tropical
breezes, moonlight.

You show me your sarong, I'll show you
mine. Jimmy, would you come on and get

dressed? They're going to be here soon.

Okay.

Don't be nervous.

Well, how'd you like to face a party
full of my old friends, Stone Cold,

I did, your Harvard reunion.

That's different.

Why, because my friends are blue
-collar?

My father was right, so you scratch a
liberal underneath as a monarchist.

They're all cops, Christine.

I mean, the only cops I knew before ran
me in for a DUI. Would you relax?

I'll make them check their nightsticks
at the door.

Now would you get dressed?

Mary Beth, the babysitter's here.

I'm surprised she bothered inviting us.

What are you talking about?

Lieutenant Samuel's retirement. Of
course Chris would invite us.

It's the wedding. You know how many
times I've seen her? I don't know. What,

half a dozen? Four times, exactly.

And only when she wanted something from
me.

Oh, come on, Mary Beth. It's only
natural you two wouldn't get together so

anymore. I mean, you're not on a force
and she's married to this rich guy.

Come on, let's go, hon. We're going to
miss the hors d 'oeuvres.

I'm going to put a woman in charge of
the squad at the one group.

Congratulations. Thank you.

But what about Cagney?

Executive officer of the district
attorney's police squad, honey. In line

captaincy.

And always some dignified. Always.

It's a glorified death job, but she
gives me more time with my first

Excuse me.

I can ride my turn.

and retired to Toronto?

See, this isn't so terrible.

Oh, in bad old days, with a couple of
scotches under my belt, I'd be having a

hell of a time. I hear you. How are you
doing?

I'm okay. I'm just worried about Mary
Beth.

Oh, they're probably having trouble
finding parking. No, she's never late.

Now, honey?

A few minutes more.

We're late already, Mary Pat. Well, it's
better than looking too anxious.

Do I have too much lipstick?

Better.

Let's go?

Yeah.

Honey, quit pulling on your collar.

It's strangling me.

Yeah.

The whole neighborhood makes you feel
like your clothes don't fit, right?

Hi,

Mary Beth.

Christine, I hope we're not late.

Um,

yeah, just a minute. This is...

Private stock.

Oh, Harvey's still getting it.

Everybody's here. Come on in.

She remembers.

He gets a chance to return the favor.

So tell me what it's like, retirement.

Great. I get to see my little girl grow
up.

You're still living in the house, you
queen.

No, you know, it's only the three of us
now. With the boys gone, we really

didn't need all that room.

Where's Marcus? He'll be here soon. He's
in charge of loading weapons on some

bars for disposal.

They're all junk at the publicity scale.
There's a lot of confiscated guns, too,

from robberies and stuff. The thing is,
they're going to tow them out in the

ocean. They're going to dump them all
tomorrow.

I thought they melted them down
someplace in Jersey, I thought.

Oh, the transportation strike. I heard
they had to get approval of the EPA to

hold Schmier.

Marcus said they're doing some big
publicity thing tomorrow. Television,

newspapers, the whole world.

They're probably looking to make a big
splash.

Oh, come on.

That's what I said.

Okay, Sergeant, there you are.

4 ,200 weapons.

They're all yours till 6 a .m. tomorrow.

Yes, sir, Lieutenant.

Press will probably be here at the crack
of dawn, so try to keep everybody

awake. Don't worry, sir. They're good
men.

Okay. I'll probably check in with you
later tonight.

Well, don't you worry, sir. And, uh,
give my regards to Bert Samuel.

I remember him from, oh, 15, 16 years
ago when he was still a sergeant in

All right, I'll tell him. Good night,
Sergeant Elf.

I heard he was friends with the
president and he turned

down the ambassadorship to Ireland.

What the law school was and what Cagney
said, and it was Iceland, not Ireland.

Iceland. The ambassador to Iceland.

I guess he isn't such a good friend.

Excuse me, please.

Sorry, pardon me. Harvey, one second. I
have to get to him. He'll be right back.

Hi, thanks for the sauce. That's all we
get. I bet she's hosting a party. She's

spreading herself around. Give her a
break.

What's the matter?

I don't know. I pulled something this
morning.

Want me to rub that for you later?

Can I have your attention, please?
Everybody over to the staircase.

And, Lieutenant, would you join me,
please? We got a telegram this morning

his retirement villa in Calabria. No
looking.

Forgive my accent.

Caro miberto.

Buena fortuna, mio amico.

Benvenuto a paradiso.

Which means, welcome to paradise.

All the best.

Good. Yeah. How you doing?

Good. Thanks.

You look great.

You look better.

Yeah. Life must agree with you.

Yeah. Nice.

Harry.

Oh, no. Harvey.

Harvey.

Harvey. Harvey, are you all right? Oh,
my God.

Jim, call 911. Harvey.

Harvey. Harvey.

Is he okay?

He's not breathing. Harvey.

Oh, my God.

Come on, Harvey.

Oh, my God.

Harvey, hold him.

Oh, my God.

Harvey.

it in here, okay? So I'm going to help
you, okay?

Start. Give me the loud tail.

All of you, it's a restricted area. You
have to turn back.

We have an emergency here.

I said turn back.

We're going to snap the steering table.

We don't have complete control here.

We're going to play it safe. Leap re
-hack at the gate. Get everybody else

the side of the barn.

Done.

How is he?

Well, he's stabilized.

I think he's going to be all right.

Oh, God.

Oh, thank you, God.

Oh, thank you, Doctor.

God bless you, Doctor.

It's a close call, but it's a good thing
that somebody knew CPR.

I'll go tell the guys.

Hurry it up. We have five minutes.

Which one of you is in charge here?

I... I... I said which one?

Hey! Hey!

You? You're crazy. You won't get away
with it.

You're coming with me.

It'll be okay.

We'll take the guns, and they'll go, and
it'll be okay.

Oh, my God.

I'm sorry for having you.

God, I was scared.

He didn't look like he was going to come
back.

All I could think about was marry Beth.
I'd let him die.

Would she be here?

You know, you were really pretty
impressive tonight.

Yeah? Yeah.

I mean, I never saw anybody do that
before.

Last time I did CPR was on my dad.

And I couldn't save him.

It's okay. It was a long time ago.

You smell good.

Actually, I think it's the lobster
ravioli.

You ready for some solid food?

Uh -huh.

We have tons of this stuff left over.

Nobody had a chance to eat anything.

Maybe I should have the gang over again.

You'd love that, wouldn't you?

Oh, I could live with it.

It was great seeing everybody.

Those were really good times for me,
Jimmy.

And now you have a desk job and me.

Does that make you unhappy?

No, I'm happy.

Your nose is getting longer.

I am. I've never been happier.

Good.

You sure look a lot better than the last
time I saw you.

Thanks for coming, Chris.

Thanks for what you did for me.

Hey, Mary Beth never told me what a
great kisser you are.

You want your bed up a little bit,
Harvey? No, honey, leave it.

So how are you feeling? Grateful. That's
what we're both feeling.

Yeah, I bet you haven't even thought how
grateful we should be that the

construction business is so lousy. I'm
probably not missing anything laying

flat on my back. Harvey, you don't need
to go threatening yourself about work

right now.

Did you call the lawyer?

I'll need to go for now, Harvey.

I'm being sued, Chris.

For what?

My blood and a pound of flesh.

I'm getting upset, sweetheart.

This rich ad guy and his... Boiled wife
who got nothing more important in her

life to worry about is suing because I
can't take out a supporting beam in

co -op.

They don't believe the ceiling's going
to fall in on them.

Well, no jury's going to award them
damages for something like that.

But that is exactly what the lawyer
said.

Not to worry about.

That's probably what Ethel and Julius
Rosenberg's lawyers told him, too.

That's correct. There's a basic increase
of 12 % in felony filings in the

district attorney's office, and then
that's broken down by specific crimes.

have my secretary send you the
information.

Thanks, Lieutenant. I really appreciate
the briefing.

Sure. You're welcome, John.

Anytime I can be of help.

Bye.

Lieutenant Kathy Hykenburton.

Another late lunch with the media.

Cannot filter.

Public relations is part of my job here.

Could you quit it with the Cagney
-Burton routine and get old?

The gun heist?

Why is the DA's office investigating it
already?

Because it's possible this was an inside
job, and the press will scream cover

-up if the NYPD investigates itself.

Why is it an inside job?

Well, the thieves knew everything about
the operation. They knew the time, the

date, the peer, the personnel. Nobody
could have known that. It was all over

news. Oh, and one more thing, and this
is definitely not for public

There was an electrified fence, and
apparently the juice had been turned off

from the inside.

Oh. A quick thumbnail.

One dead sergeant leaving behind a widow
and three kids.

1 ,500 stolen weapons. They left the
junk. They took only the good stuff,

automatics. loaded it onto a stolen tug,
then onto a truck ten blocks away, and

then that's it. We lose the trail from
there.

Any suspects?

As far as we can tell, there was only
one person who knew all the particulars

the operation.

The commanding officer, someone you
know.

Marcus Petrie?

No way!

Hell, he was at a party at my house last
night. Convenient alibi.

It wasn't Petrie.

Well, one way or the other, the
commissioner and the DA wants you to

fast. Now, listen, the press is going to
be crawling all over you, so your only

comment is no comment.

You got it?

Oh, and, uh, Cagney, I just want you to
know, I told my boss you used to be a

hot shot.

Celia Sanchez, Action News. Aren't you
assigned to the DA's office?

Excuse me. Does your presence here mean
the DA's office is investigating the

weapons hype? You're going to have to
talk to Assistant District Attorney Todd

Filbert for any official comment. I'm
sorry.

Can't you just give me one statement?
Just one.

P3?

Good.

Thanks for meeting me here.

Did I have a choice?

Look, Chris, this was my command, my
responsibility, and I wanted to keep the

case. But that's okay. I understand.

Just nail them, and I don't care who
gets the glory.

You know, those guns are probably on
their way to Ireland by now. Or Peru.

I've seen forensic.

132 calibers plug in Nelson's brain.
Nothing usable in the way of print.

One interesting item, that sample of
hair.

I saw.

Unprocessed, undyed, short, blonde hair
from the barge captain's hat.

Did you notice how much of it there was?

Looks like some guy's had a haircut or
something.

Except for the follicle, which means it
fell out of its scalp.

Look, Petrie, I need you to check. My
men, I already did. No match.

All right.

You want to talk about the elephant in
the living room now?

I'm under suspicion, aren't I? I'm not
going to lie to you. There's reason to

believe that it's an inside job.

I've got 20 years on the force.

No matter what they might think of me
downtown, they can't believe I'm stupid.

Nobody said that. What else, Lieutenant?

I was the one who had all the
information. This happened on my watch.

How obvious can it get?

I know you didn't do it.

But somebody did, and I need your help.

Now, have any of your men been flashing
around any extra cash lately?

Nice car.

Thanks. Must have sent you back a
bundle, huh?

Who are you?

Lieutenant Cagney Burton.

I want to ask you two questions about
last night.

I thought they were going to kill us
all.

I wasn't.

He was a great guy, Sergeant Nelson.

And I want to help out any way I can to
find the bastards who did it.

Okay.

The man on the tug, the one who spoke,
is there anything you remember, anything

distinctive? I told Lieutenant Petrie it
was dark, he had his face covered, but

I thought I heard a trace of an accent.

I guess Eastern European.

Oh, what time is it?

It's a quarter to five, ma 'am.

Oh, that's a beauty.

A Rolex.

Solid gold, huh?

Fifteen, twenty thousand?

That'll go beautifully with your forty
thousand dollar car.

At this time, Officer Santorini, I think
you should be advised of your rights.

My rights?

What am I considering? Complicity in the
theft of the gun.

What?

What are you, crazy?

You're wearing a six -month salary.
You're driving another four years. Hey,

me, oh, I don't spend.

But it does tend to make a person
wonder.

You have the right to remain silent. I
won the money in Atlantic City. Lucky

guy. Yeah, I got hot at the craps table.

Twelve straight passes in a row, $50
,000.

Which the casinos make you declare to
the IRS that you don't mind me checking

that. Do you find that that's really
where the money came from?

Okay, I didn't win the money in Atlanta,
you see.

No kidding.

If you give up the right to remain
silent, anything you say can and will be

against you. I don't want a lawyer.

I just don't want to embarrass her or
get her in any trouble.

Her who?

Friend.

She's married.

Does your married friend have a name?

Do I have to?

Only if you want to stay out of jail and
hang on to your career.

Gloria Bainbridge.

Remember?

They had that $20 million art
collection. Someone broke in and stole a

Picassos, right? Well, that's how she
met her hot young cop.

He's the one who answered the call.

And her husband?

Oh, word of us.

500 mil, give or take.

Anyway, I interviewed her about her
affair with Santorini. It's true.

It's true. She gave him the car.

She gave him the watch.

They both insist that this is not a
fling.

They, quote, care very deeply for each
other. End quote.

I bet I'm so depressed.

Jeopardizing a marriage like that, you
mean?

Santorini's older woman is seven years
younger than I am. And she's so hard up,

she's got to pay for it?

The way I calculate, it's about $5 ,000
a pop.

Oh, Mrs. Lacey.

How is he? Tell me the truth.

He's doing just fine. But we're going to
keep him here for a week or so, just to

be safe.

Doctor, could you do anything about
maybe getting him a quieter room?

Do you have any private rooms?

I believe all our doubles are filled,
but I could look into the availability

a private room. No, that's okay.

Thank you, Doctor.

If you have any questions, you call me.

I'll look at them later tonight.

I wish you hadn't done that, Mary Beth.

Look, how is Harvey supposed to
recuperate when he's in there with a

keeps yelling his head off?

I mean, if it were my husband... Well,
it's not your husband.

Mary Beth, wait a minute.

Wait.

Look, if it's the money, I'd loan it to
you.

Oh, I bet you could.

Why are you so pissed at me?

Christine, it's not charity.

I mean, you can pay me back when you get
some money.

And when will that be?

When Harvey goes back to work.

Or don't pay it. I don't care.

I appreciate your generosity, Christine,
but there is no problem here.

Retirement's not what it's cracked up to
be.

I'm going back to work.

You didn't tell me.

Where?

I have a lot of interesting
possibilities. I'm way in office now.

But thanks anyhow.

Basically, your only job experience is
as a police officer.

Detective. Whatever.

Truthfully, Mrs.

Lacey, it would make my job a lot easier
if you had some sort of sales

experience or secretarial skill.

Oh, jeez, I must have typed 30 ,000
police reports over the years.

Touch typing on a computer?

Hunt and peck on a manual.

Typewriter.

Listen, I really need a job, Ms. Lewis,
and so is it Ms. or Mrs.?

Well, whatever.

I'll do what's necessary, and I'll work
like a dog.

Come on, Feldberg. I'm not even supposed
to be doing this job.

I've got to get some help here.

There's 3 ,500 gun dealers in this city,
and all you can spare are three men.

Give me a... Yeah!

Yeah, I'm interviewing the heavyweights,
but I've got to have someone help me

with this gut work.

Well, thank... you for your support.
You're a real sport.

Yes, we had a lot of ex -cops.

I'll have to put you on the list.

Six bucks an hour in the beginning.

After here, six months, I'll give you a
bump.

What about medical?

No benefit.

We start at midnight days. After here a
while, I guarantee two, three nights a

week. That's the best I can do.

May I help you? I am here for the
receptionist job.

We're all here for the receptionist job.

Excuse me, I'm looking for Alexander
Nemiroff. I was told...

Manfield. What a pleasant surprise.

My, my, all grown up.

But please call me Nemiroff.

Alexander Nemiroff.

Would you excuse us for a moment,
please?

Your Nemerov. In the witness protection
program, they told me I could have any

name I wanted.

Then they vetoed Cary Grant.

So I chose Alexander Nemerov.

Has the poetic quality, don't you think?

Good. Very helpful.

In helping me to exploit the new
capitalist frontiers of Eastern Europe.

I can't believe you had the Jones to
come back to New York. Oh, Rafael Lopez

dead.

Nobody in the organization cares that I
helped convict him.

Fear, it seems like fame, is fleeting.

So I decided to come home and remake my
fortune.

Listen to me, you degenerates.

If one jar is broken in that crate, I'll
see you all deported back to whatever

godforsaken hellhole you came here from.

You're importing guns from Russia?

Well, absolutely not.

Yes, he is.

It's your weapons, importer.

License issued, Alexander Nemiroff. The
importation of certain foreign automatic

weapons is now prohibited by our
government.

You should know that, Sergeant Cagney.
It only hastens the decision I've come

anyway. The unrestricted ownership of
guns is tearing apart the fabric of our

society. Lieutenant, you have a right.
Oh, congratulations.

I know there's nothing I can say that
will ever convince you, Lieutenant.

that I am not the same man that I once
was.

I don't want to hear this crap.

You did it, didn't you?

You stole those guns.

I have absolutely no idea what you're
talking about. The guns from the barge.

You did it, didn't you? That sounds
uncomfortably like libel.

I wouldn't be throwing around those
accusations if I were you.

I'm just quaking in my shoes, Mansfield.

Nemerov. Alexander Nemerov.

New man, new name.

I still have some contacts from my old
days. I'll ask around.

If you'll leave me your card, perhaps
I'll hear something that might be of

to you.

Rot in hell, Mansfield.

Rot in hell.

This is a funeral, Christine.

Sergeant Matthew Nelson of the NYPD has
passed away in the line of duty, and we

are here to pay our respects.

He said he's no longer in the weapons
business, but I know he is connected to

this. I know he is. What you know is you
want to connect it to it.

Wasn't Marcus's eulogy touching?

Yeah, it was great. If you will
remember, Mansfield tried to kill me for

sake.

He's a murderer and a drug dealer, and
he didn't even get his hand slapped.

No, he gets that cushy little witness.
Enough, Christine.

You have to stop with this craziness.

There was a cop connection, Mary Beth.

That slimeball turned a good cop dirty.

A good cop who was working the gun to
do.

What are you implying?

Mocking?

He knew all the details of the
operation.

He had access to that electrified fence.
And last week, he put an offer on a new

co -op.

I didn't know that.

Mm -hmm.

I'm sure there's an explanation.

I hope so.

You never liked Marcus.

For God's sake, this is not about like
or dislike.

And I'm sick of defending myself.

I'm going to go and pay my respect.

Are you coming?

No, you go ahead. I barely knew her.

All right, give me a minute.

Have you wanted Petrie to come in yet?

This is a funeral, Albert.

I'm going to do it afterwards.

Well, he's the only cop who knew the
whole operation.

No,

he wasn't.

Jennifer's mom loves to have diet soda.

She says it has less calories.

Jennifer's mom also wears spandex.

Milk, please.

Good morning.

What are you doing here?

How's Harvey feeling?

He's doing okay, thank God. Good.

Why are you here?

I need your help on a case.

I know. You're not a cop anymore. The
only time I ever come over is when I

your help, and you're probably still
worried about Harvey.

Did I miss anything?

Alice, you remember your Aunt Christine?

I'm the one that sends the birthday
card.

A dollar a year?

Hello, Aunt Christine.

Hi. You ready to go?

Get your lunch.

Yeah, you missed that I'm about to walk
Alice to school.

You do this every day?

The only mother who does.

Oh.

Well, then, Alice, how would you like to
ride in a district attorney's car?

Yeah! Yeah!

Yeah!

Be a good girl now, you hear me?

Have a good time. You kiss.

What do you say?

Christine, thanks for the ride.

You're very welcome, Ellen.

Mom says you live in a fancy schmancy
townhouse. Can I come over and see you

sometime? Absolutely. Anytime you want.

Thank you.

Lunch?

Now hurry up now.

Let me watch her in.

That was growing up.

Yeah, it goes fast.

Could we turn the air conditioner off?

Aren't you hot?

I'm hot. I'm freezing.

What are you, sick?

No, I'm fine.

It's great, huh?

It's just great. It feels great.

What does this?

You know, just riding around in the car.

Talking things out.

Like the old days when we were young and
ambitious.

You were ambitious.

All I wanted to do was make my 20 years
an adios.

God, remember when I thought I was going
to be the first female police

commissioner someday?

And now?

No. What happened?

They say I have a bad attitude. Can you
imagine? A bad attitude.

The truth?

I think it's the glass ceiling.

So push through it. Glass breaks.

I don't know.

It's my choice, too. You know, I'm going
to want to spend more time in my

personal life. Oh, that's okay. It's
your choice.

Some of it.

I don't know.

It's a whole thing. I guess let the
system beat me down.

What are you looking at me with that
evil eye for?

Because I hate to hear you talk like
that, Christine.

You are the best, most talented cop that
I ever worked with.

New York City should be so lucky as to
have you for commissioner.

Yeah. Yeah.

I still can't get anything on Mansfield.

Christine, it is possible that he didn't
do it.

If he is a legitimate importer, then I
am Dr. Quinn.

I've got the knee and the breast
crawling all over me. Why do they expect

miracles? Like, oh, you'll do what you
know you will. You always did.

This is just great.

I really appreciate you coming with me,
Mary Beth.

Debra Nelson's going to feel a lot more
comfortable talking to me with you

there.

Can we turn on the air for a bit?

Would you run that Deborah Nelson thing
by me one more time?

I hope we're not coming at a bad time.

No, no. As a matter of fact, it's a good
time. I made the kids go back to school

today and I didn't know what to do with
myself.

Listen, I could go to the store with you
later if you need to go.

Oh, no, no, no. I have a whole
refrigerator full of food left over from

wake. Do you want something? Can I make
you a sandwich or something? Oh, no,

thank you.

Mrs. Nelson, I wondered if you would
mind if I asked you a few questions.

Oh, it's okay, then.

Matthew would want you to help find his
killer.

And she only wants to know if he ever
talked to you about any of his men.

What do you mean?

It's possible that one of them was
involved.

And anything that Matt might have said
could be useful.

Like if he ever talked about something
not being on the up and up with

Oh, he never talked to me about work.
Never?

No.

Matt knew that I hated that he was a
cop.

When we first got married, he was just
doing it to get through law school.

Then he never finished, and time went
by, and...

We're supposed to just go by with that.

Is it, Mary Beth?

No. No, it shouldn't.

Deb, let me get you some coffee.

That's a good idea. I'd like some
myself. Why don't I get some for

You know, last night I was having the
most, most painful move.

It was about Matt and me. It was our
last vacation.

We were lying on the beach. It was warm
and the waves were laughing at me.

I will be okay.

I will have to take care of the kids.

Children.

Of course.

I know, Deb. I do know.

I want you to call her later as soon as
she stops crying and ask her a few more

questions. About what?

I just found a full pound of beluga
caviar in the refrigerator.

What are you doing snooping in her
icebox?

I wasn't snooping.

I was looking for milk for the coffee.

Anyway, I happened to find almost a
thousand dollars worth of fish eggs.

minute.

You told me that Matt Nelson was not
under suspicion here. Well, he wasn't,

really, until I found the caviar. Now
I'm having a hard time figuring out how

can afford beluga caviar on a cop's
salary.

She said people brought food for the
wakes.

Well, sure, I always bring $1 ,000 worth
of gourmet food to wakes, don't you?

Anyway, I want you to ask her if he was
throwing around money before his death

and find out where they went on that
vacation she was talking about. No, I'm

going to sandbag a friend.

We are investigating a potentially
crooked cop.

I'm not investigating anybody,
Lieutenant.

So tell me, how's the job search going,
Mary Beth?

What?

Fine, uh, fine. I have some very nice
prospects.

So I suppose you wouldn't consider being
a cop again.

Chris, I've been off the force three
years. They can't take me back. You know

that. You can be a DA's investigator.

We've got civilians just like we've got
uniforms.

You'd be doing exactly the same thing
that a police detective does on you do

as a civilian.

I'm retired.

No, no. I just saw you. You're great.

Oh, you still can play those people like
violins.

I was not...

I'm not going to play Debra Nelson for
you. Oh, God, I miss this Mary Beth.

on. Driving around together, you know,
throwing out ideas, talking things over.

Bickering. Whatever, it works.

I mean, I was getting nowhere on this
date.

And now, look, things are slowly
starting to open.

Come on, see.

Come on.

Come with me.

With you?

Yeah. You mean for you, don't you?

You'd be my boss?

I was your sergeant.

It's just a title. It doesn't mean
anything.

Come on, Mary Beth. The money's great.

And the medical plan is excellent.

With Harvey being sick, I think that
would count for a lot.

No. I got out. I made my 20. I was
lucky.

I only got shot at eight or nine times.

I only got hit once.

I swore I'd never pick up a gun again.

Poor Harvey was always worried when I
was on the street.

God.

I can't get over Harvey laying there on
your floor.

We got an opening?

Got an opening.

Well, how do you know they'll take me? I
can swing this, Mary Beth. You tell me

you want the job, you're in.

And I'm forever in your debt.

Would you cut the crap, Mary Beth?

Harvey's sick. You need a job. This is a
great job.

And I could use some help.

So say yes, okay?

You'd hardly be in my debt at all.

Why the hell not?

She retired to take care of her kids, as
I remember.

You know what this is?

This is a scam to get around the
regulations prohibiting her from

police force, right?

You have other ex -copter workers
investigators.

You know, I also remember what it was
like when there were two of you ganging

on me. It was the cuckoo clock syndrome.
One steps back, the other gets right in

my face, then back again. No thanks.

She was a great detective.

Yeah, emphasis on was.

Oh, you think she's too old?

Because if you are, Mr. Feldberg, you
just bought yourself an age

lawsuit. Now, wait a second, Cagney. I
never said that she was too old. If her

first name were Manny instead of Mary,
we wouldn't be having this discussion.

God, you're a pain in the ass, Cagney
-Burton. Thank you.

Is that a yes?

Lieutenant Cagney, is it true that the
investigation is focusing on a member of

the police department as a possible co
-conspirator in the theft from the

I'm sorry, I have no comment at this
time.

You just missed yourself on TV.

You're even more articulate than usual
tonight.

Cute. Okay.

All right.

Which one?

They're both beautiful. We're late.

Yeah. I thought that this job with the D
.A. was supposed to be nine to five.

So, I actually checked this one case,
and they're finally getting some help.

I always look dumpy in this one, don't
I? You look fine.

I'll wear the other.

You do know this case is a total
boondock?

No, actually, I do not. It's obvious.
They've set you up to be the scapegoat.

Those guns are long gone. You're never
going to find them.

But at least the mayor and the DA will
have someone else to blame.

That's pretty paranoid to me.

It's not paranoid.

Realistic.

What's the gun for?

The man still tried to kill me once. I'm
not taking any chances.

God, I hate your job.

Why don't we just agree to disagree?

Okay?

Oh, God, this is even worse.

Why would somebody want to work who
doesn't have to?

You just feel that way because you're
bored with your job.

Honey, come on. You look fine.

Fine? Gorgeous.

Hey,

Troop.

I'm out.

you watching?

Basic Instinct.

I don't want you watching that. I don't
want her watching that.

Well, we're right in the middle, Ma.

Do you have any brains, Michael? Your
sister is eight years old. The movie's

cool. Did you see it, Ma?

When they're questioning Sharon's
daughter at the police station? Hey,

Your daddy says hi. Give your kiss. Tell
you it's bedtime. Go brush your teeth.

Doctor says he's doing good.

He's doing fine.

You should be home a couple, three days.

That's good.

So anyway, I guess if I'm done with my
babysitting duties, I'm going to go,

okay? No, I need you again tomorrow
night.

And you cannot let her watch violent,
over -sexy movies, Michael.

Look, Mom, I'm sorry I screwed up.

But, you know, maybe just once you could
thank me for what I did right.

Like becoming a monk so I can babysit
for you instead of bitching at me for

I did wrong, huh?

You're right.

I thank you, Michael, for helping out.

I love you, Mom.

I know you're going through a lot.

Well, Mom, I got a problem.

Ah, forget it. Never mind. No, Michael,
don't do it to me. Tell me.

Well, my rent's due and some bills.

How much?

$500. $500?

Michael, your father's in the hospital.

Alice says that you're going back to
work, so... Yeah.

I got a job.

And so could you.

I mean, come on. It's not like I'm not
trying.

I mean, it's a hard economy out there.

Look, I shouldn't have mentioned it.

Well, what are you going to do about
your rent?

It's not your problem. I shouldn't have
related on you.

I can't cover the whole thing, Michael.

I'll give you $200. That's it.

Sound good?

Yeah.

Deborah?

What?

No, just hang on. Hang on for a few
minutes. I'll be right over.

Yeah.

Michael, I need you for a little while.
Ma, I can't. Honey, I can't, Ma.

Honestly, I can't. All right? Thanks for
the money.

Alice?

Honey, I need you to read your book in
here, okay?

And we're going to be talking in the
next book, okay?

Okay.

I probably overreacted. I should have
waited till morning. No, no. Call me. I

meant it. No, but it's not like I'm
suicidal or anything like that. It's

like that. It's just that I... Slow
down, okay?

Tell me, okay?

Okay. I got around to the mail today.

Got myself together and decided to pay
some bills.

And I came across this charge on the
bank statement. Something I didn't

understand. For a...

A second safe deposit box.

We already have a safe deposit box. It
has in the insurance stuff, in the

Did you find a key for this other box?

No.

But I don't know why Matthew would get a
second safe deposit box without telling

me. There's a lot of possibilities, Dad,
but before you say anything more, I

have to tell you something.

I'm working for the DA's office now.

What does that mean? That means that I
have to report this conversation, and it

means that they are trying to figure out
about the stolen guns.

You think Matt was stealing guns?

It's possible.

I don't know.

I don't know what to do.

Why don't you just tell me what to do,
Mary Beth?

As a DA investigator, I tell you, you
should come with me tomorrow to the bank

and we'll see what's in the box.

As a friend, I don't know.

Probably the same thing.

It'd be an awful big secret to live
with.

I did this.

I did this to him. No, Deborah.

I nagged him all the time. What we had
was never enough.

It's my fault. It's my fault.

I killed him. I killed him. I killed
him.

Okay, come on.

Let me get your coat.

You know, Harvey, if you're feeling too
tired, you could go right in and take a

nap. Pete said he made Betty ask me
three times already. I'm okay.

Hey.

Hey, wait a minute.

What is this?

Hey, this is okay.

Surprise!

Pumpkin!

Mommy! Oh, sweetheart. Oh, Alice, be
careful. I missed you.

Hey, this is great.

This is just terrific.

How are you feeling, Harv? Oh, great.
The doctors say great. You know, he's

two days sooner than usual for what he
had.

Hi. Thanks again for coming.

My pleasure.

Hey.

Good to see you.

Your mom says you've been a big help
these days.

Thank you, Michael. That's okay.

Hey, you just missed Harv Jr.

He calls from Quantico.

Oh, what a shame.

We'll try them again in a couple of
minutes.

Hey, this is okay.

Wow, this is great.

Hey, maybe I should have a heart attack
more often, huh?

Hey,

Chris, how you doing? Hey, Harvey, can I
get you something?

Oh, thanks. I'm on a real strict diet.

Well, I can eat his rabbit food and some
bread baked out of wood chips or

something. This is good, Harvey. Listen,
you take off a couple of pounds, you

lower your cholesterol, you'll be good
as new.

So how are you feeling, really?

Well, I hope the doctors know what
they're doing letting me out this early.

Harvey?

You're not supposed to be running
around.

If you want something, let me know.

I'm supposed to walk. I'm just walking
around my own home.

Actually, Harvey, this is a conspiracy.
Mary Beth and I asked them to let you

out early because we need you for
daycare.

Daycare?

Somebody want to tell me what's going on
around here?

That damn Christine never could keep her
mouth shut.

Not Christine's fault, Mary Beth.

She had every reason to figure you would
have told me something as big as taking

a job.

I knew you wouldn't like it. I didn't
want you to get upset.

Mary Beth, would you come out of there
so we could talk, please?

I'll be out in 28 minutes.

What the heck are you doing in there?

Okay, don't get upset.

I'm coloring my hair.

Oh, Mary Beth.

Harvey, if you don't want me to go back
with Christine and I have to take some

entry -level job at some hamburger
store, then I have to be 14. What are

talking about? You are not going to do
this again, Mary Beth.

Honey, it's not like before.

It's a death job almost.

Regular hours, no situations.

We need money, so I took a job. No big
deal.

Yeah.

Then why didn't you tell me if it's no
big deal?

Honey, it's temporary, I promise.

Just so you get back on your feet.

That's all.

Don't be mad at me, Harvey.

I miss you.

Lonely in this bed without you.

After I rinse this off, you won't fool
around.

Jeez, Mary Beth, in case you forgot, I
just had a heart attack.

You could just lay there. I'll do all
the work. Oh, Mary Beth, wait.

Honey, I talked to the doctor. He said
that sex is really very good for the

heart.

Maybe later, huh? I'm just beat.

It feels so good to be in my own bed. I
just want to sleep.

Chris, I am so sorry to be late.

Traffic on the expressway is even worse
than it used to be. I'll start earlier

tomorrow. That's okay. How's Harvey
doing?

Well, you know, it's hard.

I'm getting used to the idea. I mean, I
was the one that was sick. Harvey was

always healthy as a horse.

I guess I never thought that anything
could ever happen to him.

Doc said he was going to be fine.

And he will be.

So, Lieutenant.

What's my first assignment? You want me
to start with Sergeant Nelson's

telephone line?

No, you've got to go to personnel first.
They're going to give you a desk and

some supplies, and then you've just got
a couple of tests you have to take.

Tests? You know, a little medical exam
and qualify with the weapon, and then

there's some physical fitness deal they
do.

The gun?

I haven't fired a gun in three years. So
you practice.

But what kind of little physical fitness
deal?

You scale a 50 -foot wall, run a four
-minute mile, and then you swim the

English Channel.

Ha ha.

No, it's some rinky -dink little test
that they make you do just so they can

assured you're not going to have this
massive heart attack the first time you

walk from your car to the donut stand.

Oh, I'm sorry. We're thinking.

Sorry.

Sensitivity never was your strong point,
Christine.

Well, thank you so much.

You know, I have missed having my
character defects pointed out to me the

thing every morning.

Anyway.

I'm scheduled to interview Nelson's ex
-partner, his poker buddies, and some

he went to grade school with. So why
don't you get yourself together, and

I'll see you tomorrow, okay?

Okay.

You want a personnel,

right? Right.

Yes,

sir. I'll be at the firing range at 2 o
'clock, if that's the way you want it.

But I'm telling you, I really think I
could do better if I had a chance to

practice first.

Fine, that is the way you want it.

But I'm telling you, I haven't picked up
a weapon in three and a half years.

Yes, sir.

That guy's a little bit of a horse's
neck, huh?

Oh, I told you I was out of

practice. All right. Come back next
week. But remember, you only have one

chance to qualify.

Yes, sir.

Jimmy.

What are you doing here?

Well, since you never come home
anymore...

Is it 9 o 'clock already?

Oh, Jim, I'm so sorry.

Oh, it's just been something so damn
frustrating. I have got personnel files,

I've got bank records, I've got
telephone logs, I have interviews with

single person who ever knew Matthew
Nelson, and I cannot find any connection

Mansfield, much less anybody else.

If I just could figure out where the $50
,000 came from, then I would know who

has the guns, and this isn't grabbing
you at all, is it?

Yeah. You want to go to dinner?

I haven't had one thing with any
vitamins in it all day.

Bill called.

Bill who?

Bill.

He's offered me assistant secretary of
treasury.

Oh, honey, I'm sorry.

No, this isn't like that last thing.

This is something I want.

Oh, you mean you want to move to
Washington and everything?

Well, I told him we'd need a day or two
to talk it over.

What about it?

You like control.

Power.

There's no place in the world that has
more of it.

New York is a village compared to
Washington.

What do you say?

Oh,

it's the last word. So?

Stop it!

Victor, what are you doing here?

Gangs, gangs. I do this for a living.

What are you doing here? I'm working as
a DA investigator now.

Oh, that's terrific.

Is that why you dyed your hair?

Yeah, I hear that Harvey's on the mend.
Did you guys have a little reunion some

other time?

Becky, we need to know the idea of the
picture. I'm working on it.

From the look of his clothes, he was in
the local Nueve's camp. Well, what we

really need to know is where to get the
gun.

We saw you on TV, Kat. You think this
was one of the stolen guns from the

Where did he get his guns?

Ginger said you look great.

Victor?

You'll want to talk to the armor of the
local New Evans.

Each gang buys from one particular
dealer.

Until two months ago, Jamie Ortiz was
the supplier for the local New Evans.

Unfortunately, he is now at Rikers.

I don't care what happened two months
ago. Who has the action now?

I don't know. I'm trying to find out.
When?

When I find out, okay, Cagney?

Sooner rather than later, okay, Becky?

Thank you, Victor.

You behave beautifully.

Excuse me, we should have eaten in the
car and saved some time. No, we're going

to sit down for a full 20 minutes and
eat like actual human beings and get

blood sugar even out. Maybe you'd start
acting a little bit more civilized.

Oh, Chris, I'm sorry.

I know you hate personal criticism.

I do not.

It's not that.

I didn't get very much sleep last night.

Jim and I have some decisions to make.

Oh, Lord, Christine, you're not talking
to the board.

No, no, not like that at all. It's good,
really.

They're high -class problems.

It's just that they're complicated.

Want to talk to me about it?

It's hot in here. I think they're up to
100 degrees.

I'm not hot, but you're sweaty,
Christine.

Sweaty?

My mother said that horses sweat.

And men perspire and women glow.

Oh, I bet you're having a little hot
flash.

Hot flash? What are you talking about?

Well, you know what I'm talking about.

Change of life.

Change? Menopause?

Are you nuts?

I'm too young for that.

Well, not really, Christine.

The average age is about 50. I am not
50.

My mother went through the thick... My
aunt at 16. You can fix your watch by my

period.

A couple years before you meant to stop,
you start getting symptoms. I'll bet

that's why you've been so emotional
lately.

Would you stop? It is not menopause.
It's hot in here.

Waitress!

Yes, you?

It's like a friggin' sauna in here.
Could you turn down the damn heat?

Please?

Hey, Cagney, where's Lacey?

What do I look like, her secretary?

She's taking her physical.

Hey, did you find the name of that gun
supplier for me yet?

His name is Louis Rashad.

The funny thing is, he's a licensed gun
dealer.

He has a pawn shop on 113th Street. But
he sells illegal guns on the side?

Nietzsche gave me his name, he did so.

But then again, he may need 50 bucks to
stuff up his nose.

No problem. He sounds like a perfectly
good, confidential, reliable informant

me.

To qualify for a search warrant, we
don't have a problem with that, do we,

Victor?

Perfect.

You have quite a collection here.

Lady, why are you rousting me?

I'm a registered dealer.

Well, if you have nothing to hide, Mr.
Rashad, in the less interference you

us, the sooner we're going to be out of
your hair.

I want the numbers checked on this. Now,
you tell me who says I'm selling

illegal guns, because he's lying.

Thank you for sharing that. I want the
numbers on those, too. Why do you keep

harassing us working men?

You know, it's government interference
with the African -American man that

this neighborhood in permanent poverty.

You hear what I'm saying?

And every weapon you find in this place
is bought and paid for and legal as an

ice cream cone.

What a terrifying thought.

Lady, I don't keep guns in no
refrigerator.

Mr. Rashad.

Why don't you go get your paperwork so
we can check it against the weapons

found?

So, honey, I'll pick you up at 8.
Listen, don't wear that perfume, though,

because I think I'm allergic.

I've got a rash. I got it!

Let me call you back.

What, who, Rashad? He's the middle guy.
The big man is Bruce Mansfield, a .k .a.

Alexander Nemiroff.

Gangster, murderer, arms and drugs
dealer. Here's his rap sheet. Oh, great.

What do we got here?

I found an empty can of caviar in
Rashad's trash.

Yeah, so?

What's a guy named Rashad doing with
caviar?

Oh, this is going to go over great in
court.

On the witness stand, our sharp -eyed
Lieutenant Cagney Burton relates how she

could understand finding a watermelon on
the premises of the black man, no

problem. But caviar?

Well, what more did she need?

Book him for possession of fish eggs.
Oh, and while you're at it, hang him,

because we suspect him of selling
illegal guns.

Selberg, I did my homework.

Bruce Mansfield is currently the
exclusive importer of Empress Catherine

The same stuff that both Nelson and
Rashad had at their places.

Oh, well, now I'm impressed.

Don't you think?

It is not a coincidence.

And so what? So he passes out caviar as
a business perk?

Maybe. I don't know, but it's him.

I'm sure of it.

You know, according to this file, you've
had some pretty heavy dealings with

this guy before. You sure you're not
letting your emotions interfere with

investigation? Look, I know it looks a
little thin, but that is the connection.

I know that it is, and I know that he
did it. Yeah, well, even if you're

we're going to need a hell of a lot more
for a conviction.

Right. So, I need you to authorize a gun
buy and find a judge who's liberal

about phone taps.

Other than walking my little girl to and
from school, I haven't been getting

much exercise.

Oh, don't be intimidated, Mrs. Lacey. We
recognize UDA investigators do mostly

mental gymnastics.

Not a lot of running, God.

All we require are 15 push -ups, 25 sit
-ups, and a 12 -minute mile.

Why don't we get sit -ups out of the
way?

You understand that I am on a case here.

I really don't have a lot of time.

That's two, only 23 more.

You see how nice it is when you come
home at night.

Yes, Mr. Burton.

Let's talk about how you want to set up
housekeeping in Washington.

Housekeeping?

Jimmy, these jobs have been known to be
kind of temporary, you know. I mean,

sitting and being re -elected isn't
exactly a slam dunk.

Honey, he's going to be in office at
least a couple more years. I can't

commute.

You did put the confirmation hearings in
your calendar.

Who did I put them in?

But I don't... No buts.

There's some Republicans on the
committee.

Having a cop in the family couldn't
hurt.

Jimmy?

Honey, remember I told you about that
case I'm working on?

The Mansfield one.

And I'm going to try and not have a
conflict, but if it does, I may not be

to go to the confirmation.

You say you may not be able to go there.
You might not be able to pick up the

dry cleaning.

That's not fair.

Fair? Look, we're talking about a once
-in -a -lifetime opportunity.

God, I hate this.

I just hate that it's the 90s. We're
still fighting the same stupid fight.

Mary Beth?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, of course. Yes, sir.

Yes, he's right here.

Yes, I'll get him for you.

Yes, Mr. President.

No, of course, not too late to call.

Honey?

Hey. I'm taking off. What about
breakfast, babe?

No, I don't want to be late again.

I mean, Beth, you gotta have something.

That's what you kept telling me. Just a
bagel and some juice.

Listen, don't let Alice forget her
lunch.

Don't worry, I won't.

I'm gonna be late again.

I, I, the alarm went off. I saw her. I
couldn't even move.

Well, it's hard, baby.

You've become a lady of leisure.

No, honey, it's not that. It's that,
it's that physical test yesterday. I, my

belly still ached from the sit -up, and
my, my arms hurt so much I could hardly

pick up my toothbrush.

I, I didn't even pass half.

I couldn't run that mile to save my
life.

Sorry to put you through all this stuff,
Mary Beth.

Honey, that's not what I mean.

I just feel like crap. I mean, putting
all this pressure on you.

It's okay, Harvey. Don't listen to me
complain. It doesn't mean anything.

I'm going to start looking for a job.
I'm going to make some phone calls this

morning.

Harvey, that is crazy.

You've only been out of the hospital
less than a week.

You have to give yourself some time to
recover.

Please. Okay.

It won't be long. I'll be back on my
feet.

You won't have to work.

Don't worry about anything, sweetheart.

All I want is enough recovery so that
you can become my own personal best

again. If you do it, it's gonna be out
here any minute. I gotta get your bangle

before it burns.

I don't want it, honey.

Chris?

Chris?

I am fine.

Well, you don't look fine. You look like
you've been crying.

Don't you miss the old can in the 14th?

That was a really good place to cry your
eyes out. This place is so damn clean.

This isn't very satisfying.

Menopausal mood swings. It is not
menopausal mood swings.

It's jam.

Bill called last night.

Bill? Isn't Hillary Bill?

Bill the president?

Yeah.

He's appointing Jimmy as the secretary
of the treasury.

Treasury?

Oh, Christine, that's wonderful.

It's not wonderful?

I just... I just never thought I was
ever going to get married and marry

Because you hadn't met the right guy,
the Assistant Secretary of the Treasury.

It's funny, you know, Jimmy and I really
never had very much in common, except

that we were both in AA, and I guess we
weren't pretty good at relationships,

but we were looking at it, and we were
going to work on that.

You're not happy with James?

It's not his job to make me happy.

Anyway, I never said I was unhappy.

Well, what then?

Beige. Beige?

My life is beige.

President of the United States, Clinton,
calls you up at home and your life is

beige? Did God think I'm not even a
Democrat?

Oh my God, Christine, you're moving to
Washington.

I am not moving to Washington.

Jim's moving to Washington.

Oh, my God, Christine, I'm so sorry.
Would you stop it, Mary Beth? I'm not

getting divorced.

It's only a plane ride away, one hour.

And I can see him on the weekends.

Uh -huh.

It's called a commuter marriage, Mary
Beth.

Millions of couples do it.

Uh -huh.

Anyway, I'm fine, really.

Uh -huh.

So why are you crying?

For the record, that wasn't harassment.
That was an expression of concern.

I just wanted you to know I got you the
phone taps and the money for the gun

buy.

Thank you. Gun buy?

What gun buy?

I would do it myself, but Rashad's
already seen me. It's okay, Christine.

Gee, it's not the first time I ever went
undercover.

What you got to keep in mind is that
Louis Rashad is a very street smart and

dangerous guy. I think we ought to put a
wire on him. No, no wire.

This very street smart, dangerous guy
finds a wire on me. Okay. Okay, you're

right. I don't care about a wire.

Anyway, the purpose of this exercise is
not to catch Rashad. It's to catch

Mansfield.

No. It's to find out who Rashad calls
whenever he wants an illegal weapon.

Whoever that is. Okay, Christine.

If it happened to be Mansfield, then
that would be... Fine, okay. I get it.

So what's my cover?

A queen's housewife.

There's a stretch.

And what logical reason does this
queen's housewife have for going all the

to the South Bronx for a gun? This is
pretty brilliant, all right?

You're a queen's housewife who's looking
for an illegal and obviously

unregistered assault weapon. To bring to
PCA meetings. No, to blow away your

scumbag husband and make it look like it
happened in a gang -related burglary.

That's not bad.

I could wear sunglasses, you know, so to
marry to the mob. Only except we paint

a shiner underneath that I accidentally
let Rashad see. The implication, of

course, being that I want to blow him
away because he's been slugging me

Oh, and also he's leaving you for
another woman.

I don't... I don't think so, Christine.

Well, it's logical.

I mean, he beats you and he's cheating
on you. No, he's not cheating on me.

This is ridiculous.

It's the oldest reason in the world.

No, Christine.

Mary Beth, give me one earthly reason
why not.

Because he isn't. No husband of mine is
going to cheat on me.

Mary Beth! End of discussion, Christine.
There is no girlfriend.

Mary Beth, there is no husband. The
whole thing is made up.

All right, there's no girlfriend.

Moving on. The reason you're not buying
it in your own neighborhood is because

you're afraid of being recognized.

And you got Rashad's name from who? Chui
Gato.

One of my stitches.

Okay, you want to practice? Yeah.

All right, you come in the store. I'll
be Rashad.

Okay.

Knock, knock, knock.

Yeah, can I help you?

Are you Mr. Rashad?

Who's asking? Well, I got your name from
a friend of a friend, a chewy gato.

He said that maybe you could help him on
a special order.

Is that too much? No.

You want me to do it again?

No.

She's been in there too long. I'm going
in. Just give her a few more minutes.

She's one week back on the job already.
I've got to put her life in danger.

Look, she knows what she's doing. Don't
blow it for her.

Hey.

Hey.

She did it.

Why hasn't he called?

Well, he's not going to call from his
own phone.

Especially not after your raid.

Just be patient.

Patient? Hey, look, it's Becky. Oh,
sorry, I forgot.

What's that supposed to mean?

Let's just say you're the same Christine
Cagney that I always knew and adored.

Lieutenant, he's leaving the shop.

How many phones do we have in this
direction?

Just one in this direction.

One? Phone by the alley. If he calls for
the weapons from there, we've got him.

Come on. Stop.

It's happening.

Damn it!

Why would this be happening? We're
falling.

Oh, come on.

Come on.

He's coming back.

Come on, pick up the phone.

Punch in that number, you bastard.

We got it.

It's somewhere out in Staten Island.

Where are

you

going? I'm going too. You don't even
have a gun yet. Wait in the car.

Sweet Jesus.

Somebody got you.

Gee, it's lucky they won't give me a gun
yet.

Who knows where I might have shot him.

Let me share with you my sincere belief
that despite all the media hoopla, what

you ladies actually have with respect to
my client is a case of very small

potatoes at bed.

We found 1 ,500 stolen guns in a
warehouse rented in Mr. Corbett's name.

Mock potatoes.

Like I said, receiving stolen property.

Not to mention a mountain of other
illegal weapons.

So you want to do the taxpayers a favor?

We'll plea right now.

Probation and a thousand dollar fine.
What do you say?

Excuse me.

I'm sorry, Mr. Corbett. I didn't mean to
stare. That's very rude of me.

I wondered, would you mind removing your
cap?

I just love that color.

I really should take you with me to my
hairdresser. Pardon me, Lieutenant.

Excuse me, just one moment.

Well, what do you know?

I don't need to take you with me at all.
Look, they already have a swatch.

What is this?

The hair sample.

But I'd be willing to bet matches
whatever hair is left in your client's

You know, with his condition, he's lucky
as hair left at all.

That's true. I've read about this. It's
called alopecia.

Isn't it, Corbett?

Usually all falls out until you look
like a billiard ball.

On second thought, Lieutenant, maybe
he's not so lucky because that was found

the crime scene next to Sergeant
Nelson's dead body.

And this other hair was taken from the
tug captain's hat.

That's a damn shame.

Because if he had lost it all, at least
he wouldn't be leaving evidence laying

around. Let me see those.

Why did you kill Nelson?

Was he trying to tie up all the loose
ends?

Or were you trying to save a buck by not
paying him the rest of his bribe?

Don't say a word.

Are you charging him with murder?

This isn't small potatoes, Mr. Frayton.

No.

Big potato.

Very big potato.

Unless, of course, you'd like to
cooperate with it. Tell me what you've

mind. He was working with someone.

We know who it is, but we need
confirmation.

We need his testimony to convict him.

I need some time to discuss this with my
client, if you don't mind.

24 hours.

Then we file for murder one.

That was good, Christine.

And it means you could be in Washington
tomorrow for the hearings.

Washington.

It's too late.

Get your stuff. Get a cab. You could
catch the last shuttle.

What about the gold?

I'll take care of it.

Tell them good luck from me, huh?

Hey, we're broken for lunch. Why don't
you stay for lunch? I wouldn't be going

back if it weren't so important.

Did you hate everything about the
hearings?

I loved your joke.

Were you embarrassed by my beeper going
off?

I just hope that you're not going to
want to play cops and robbers for the

of your life.

Just a minute.

All right.

You go.

Well, do what you have to do, and I'll
see you this weekend.

I think I've turned on we'll be by then.
We'll be like a honeymoon every

weekend. Yeah.

National Air Force.

Geez, Chris, I didn't mean for you to
jump up in the middle of a United States

Venator. We're not talking Laney Grenier
here. They were lobbing cream puffs.

Confirmation's in the bag.

Listen, Chris, it's not my business, but
don't you think you should be there for

your husband?

You're right, Mary Beth. It's none of
your business.

Sorry. Look, this is what I'm good at,
you know, catching the bad guys. And

Jimmy understands. He wanted me to come.
He practically pushed me on the plane.

Okay?

What is this crap about the DA not
cutting a deal with Corbett?

Lieutenant Cagney, more than anything in
life, I hate to apologize, but when I'm

wrong, I'm wrong.

You see, I thought you'd become a nine
-to -fiver. And Lacey, I guess I

underestimated you as well.

The two of you have done one hell of a
job.

On this gun thing, really.

Thank you, sir. No, no, no. Don't thank
me. I thank you. I thank both of you.

You made me look good.

You made us all look good.

The D .A. told me to tell you he wants
you both at the press conference.

What about Mansfield?

Read it and weep.

There's nothing they can do, Chris.

He fled the country.

I can't believe they didn't take
Mansfield up at the airport.

Belarus. Who in the hell goes to
Belarus?

Everybody there wants to come here.

We wouldn't have got a conviction.

On the testimony of a co -conspirator,
never would have happened. Don't try to

cheer me up. I wanted Mansfield.

I really did.

We got 1 ,500 automatic weapons off the
street.

More if you count that junk in the
warehouse.

And we got the guy that pulled the
trigger. We did good.

Not what we used to tell ourselves.

Oh, we did.

We did real good.

And why don't I feel any better?

Chris, there's something I got to tell
you.

I don't think I can do this job.

Oh, no, you don't. Don't you give me
that crap. I saw you.

You were grinning from ear to ear when
you came out of Rashad's pawn shop.

And you loved it when you nailed that.

What's his face with the hair?

And to top it off, I need you. Don't you
talk to me about quitting because I

won't allow.

I'm not quitting.

God knows I can use the paycheck and the
medical, but... It's that damn mile

run, Christine.

I finally qualified with a pistol. I did
the rotten sit -up and the push -up.

But I had enough trouble running the
mile when I was in shape. I can't do it

now. That's all there is to it.

That's it?

Yeah.

No press.

You've got to pick up the pace.

My shins are killing me.

You can do it.

No, Chris. It's the rocking chair for
me.

Need a little crocheting. Come on, Mary
Beth.

Do it for me.

All right, do it for Harvey.

Well, then, damn it, do it for yourself.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Okay, you've got to go.

Okay. Go.

Go. Go.

Yahoo.

Yes. 11 minutes and 53 seconds.

Yahoo. All right.

Yes. No. Yes. No.

For you.

For you, Chris.

What?

You were right the first time.

About what?

I'm doing it for you.

I owe you, Cagney.

You saved Harvey's life.

And I am forever

in your debt.

And you'll just have to learn to live
with it.

Oh, my Lord, Chris, I'm going to have
to... I'm going to have to do the

do the whole thing all over again with
that clock in me.

Oh, Chris.

Chris, ain't it?

Isn't there... isn't there some kind of
an affidavit or something?

Something that you can find just in the
book that has to believe you? I will

pull you the whole way if I have to.

Damn straight.

Come on.

Let's go.

Let's go home.

Oh, don't... don't lean on me, Chris.
Oh, sorry.

Stop it!

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