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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!