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[♪♪♪]
[SIRENS WAILING]
[♪♪♪]
WOMAN: I don't believe it.
After we just finished paying for it.
I don't believe it.
[WOMAN SIGHS]
Uh, Mrs. Felker, do you feel up to telling me what happened?
What happened?
You wanna know what happened?
He came in crazy. That's all.
He came in, he started yelling
and then he kicked the television set in!
He's crazy, that's all.
Um, wh-what was he yelling?
Who knows what a crazy man yells?
MAN: I was yelling
that any man who wears pants that tight
is not fit entertainment in my living room!
Oh, there's something sick about a guy's wife sittin'
with the lights out watchin' that.
Come on, Mr. Felker. Don't let her get my hat.
You see? He's crazy. That's all.
Well, I don't know about that, Mrs. Felker.
He's had a few beers too many, I'll grant you that, but...
Well, I'm sure that by tomorrow morning--
Tomorrow morning.
What do you know about anything?
Now look at you.
You're a baby.
A baby telling me about life.
How could you know anything about life? How?
[GULPS]
I read a lot.
I still don't see how that's a crime.
I own that dumb TV set, don't I?
Your wife owns half of it, Mr. Felker.
Well, I kicked in my half, okay?
[LAUGHS] No, not okay.
Look, just one more down the drain
and then I want your word that you and your wife
will contact the family-counseling service
first thing in the morning, all right?
Yeah, yeah.
Sure don't make cops like they used to.
Terry, Mrs. Felker's okay.
She's with the neighbor across the street.
A-- Hey, w-we gotta roll right away.
Something come in?
Watchman at the university called a breaking and entering
You get in touch with the counseling service
first thing in the morning.
First thing in the morning.
Mr. Felker, every drop.
Yeah, anything you say.
Talk about invasion of privacy.
[♪♪♪]
[CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO]
Where you been?
I called in 10 minutes ago.
Well, we rolled as soon as we got the call, sir.
I pay your salary, you know that?
And I pay yours too, sir.
Yeah. What?
Well, you work for a tax-supported institution.
I pay taxes. So part of my money must go for your salary, right?
[SNIFFS]
You called in a breaking and entering.
Oh, yeah. Oh, well, you see, three kids broke in
the main gate down front. GILLIS: Yeah.
I come right up here and called you.
Uh, you say "kids." What do you mean?
Ten? Twelve? Wha--?
No, no.
Nineteen. Twenty, probably.
You know, kids.
Webster, Gillis, what do you got?
Says three kids broke in through the main gate.
Oh?
Was there a lock on the gate?
Well, there was, but there's not now.
Well, they must be around here someplace.
Let's see what the darlings are up to.
Hey, we don't know what they're doin'.
Could be a prank. Nothing more than that.
That's right, Danko, and if it is we'll give 'em
a pat on the behind and send 'em home.
If it isn't, we'll be ready for that too.
You two take a look at that building over there.
We'll check on this side.
WATCHMAN: You know somethin'?
Kids today. Not like they were in my day.
Yeah, we, uh-- We know what you mean.
Yeah.
[♪♪♪]
I'll check down this way.
Okay.
Later.
Yeah.
[♪♪♪]
[CRASHING]
Terry, over here.
Police. Hold it.
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
You okay?
Yeah.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
We need an ambulance.
Tell County we've got a gunshot coming in.
I'll call it in.
[MAN GROANING]
Willie, what happened?
Um,
I-I don't know.
I-- I came up the stairs.
Everything exploded.
Uh, he s-- He started shooting.
I just shot back.
No, no, no, no, no, man.
He wasn't shooting at you, Willie.
He had a-- A camera and a bunch of flashbulbs.
Some of them must have gone off, but...
He didn't have a gun.
[♪♪♪]
I-I wanna go to the hospital with him, okay?
No way.
But I-I should be with him.
Now, get outta here, Gillis. Go on home.
That's an order. Come on now, move it.
No, thanks.
Ryker says we're supposed to head for the barn.
We is home, James.
Yeah, we is.
We got any beer?
I don't think so. Do you want me to get some?
No, not really.
What I could use is just a few minutes alone, you know.
I'll be at Mike and Jill's. Call me if you need me, hm.
Okay. Thanks.
[♪♪♪]
[LINE RINGING]
Uh, yes, uh, I-I'd like to inquire
about a patient who was admitted early this morning for a--
A gunshot wound.
His name? I--
[GULPS]
I don't even know his-- His name.
[LINE HANGS UP, DIAL TONE]
Yeah, I don't know.
There's...not much you can do.
It's just somethin' Willie's gotta handle for himself.
All the way home I kept trying to think of something to say.
Anything just to break the silence.
But everything I thought of sort of sounded like
a bad version of the Late Show Sermonette.
Yeah, I know what you mean.
Once in the service
I had to fill in for a guy who was sick.
[EXHALES] It was the worst duty
I pulled in 10 years.
Escorting a body back for burial.
The chaplain said stay close to the family.
Be there when they reach out because...
Eventually, he said, they all do reach out.
Maybe so will Willie.
[RINGING]
Hello.
Willie, this is Lieutenant Ryker.
I'm sorry to bother you,
but I'm gonna need you down at the hospital here.
The man you shot looks as if he's regaining consciousness,
and I'm gonna need you to make a positive ID
before we start questioning him.
Okay. I'm on my way.
And, uh, Willie... use the rear entrance.
Jill is on duty. She'll meet you downstairs
and bring you up in the supply elevator.
Wh--? Uh, why the back way, the elevator and all that?
There are a lot of reporters down here, Willie.
Uh, lieutenant?
How abou--? How about the guy I shot?
H-how is he?
They have him listed as critical.
I'm on my way.
[PA BEEPS]
MAN [OVER PA]: Dr. Adams, report to Emergency.
His blood pressure's up a little bit.
Well, that's good, isn't it?
Yup, it's good.
[POPPING]
[POPPING]
Why don't you wait in there? I'll go see if he's awake yet.
Okay, thank you.
[WOMAN SOBBING]
[WOMAN SNIFFS]
WOMAN: I shouldn't be doing this.
It's not helping David, my crying.
He's a strong boy. He'll be fine.
But that one doctor said the bullet was...
MAN: He also said David
was young and strong.
Now those are facts on his side.
I'll tell you one thing, though.
I'm not going to let them sweep this
under the rug the way they always do.
They pin a badge on some psychotic
and hand him a gun.
[WOMAN SNIFFLES]
[DOOR OPENS]
He's awake. Which room?
Down the hall. Second door on the right.
Lieutenant Ryker's there.
Oh, nurse,
I'm Mr. Palmer.
Do you know if my son's awake yet?
Um, yes, he is, Mr. Palmer.
Dr. Litchfield said the police can talk to him for a minute.
Well, not without me, they don't.
Nan, you wait here.
[PA BEEPS]
MAN [OVER PA]: Dr. Jeffers to Administration,
please.
They're only giving us a minute, Willie, so all I want you to do
is verify your identification of this man
as the one you chased out at the university,
then I want you to step aside, let the detectives take over.
You understand?
Yeah.
[DOOR CLOSES]
[PUMP WHOOSHING]
MAN [OVER PA]: Dr. Kornfeld, please report
to X-ray.
I want to see my boy.
Mr. Palmer, you can't go in there.
There's a lawyer present to protect your son's--
Look, lieutenant, I'm going in there with you,
around you, or over you, but I'm going in.
[DOOR CLOSES]
All right, go ahead.
Testimony taken from David Palmer.
Andrew Levitt, attorney for Mr. Palmer is present.
Mr. Palmer's been advised of his rights under the law.
RYKER: Officer William A. Gillis
is present?
GILLIS: Yes, sir.
Officer Gillis, do you affirm and verify that David Palmer
is the same individual you apprehended last night
on the grounds of the university?
Are you the one who shot him?
Easy, Palmer. Easy now.
Is this the same man, Officer Gillis?
Uh, y-- Yes, sir.
This is the man.
Boy, you mean.
He's only 19 years old. Nineteen!
Sir, I-- I'm sorry. I--
Thank you, officer. Sorry.
[YELLING] DOCTOR: Out. Everybody out.
Right, out.
MR. PALMER: Pig.
[SPITS]
Lieutenant, I want everybody
out of this room right now.
Hey, Willie.
Jill called us.
How's it going?
He's not in very good shape, I guess.
Jill said that his blood pressure's up,
so that's something.
There's a cafeteria downstairs.
Why don't we get a cup of coffee.
Okay.
Hi, babe.
Uh, we're going downstairs to get a cup of coffee.
I'll wait and drive you home.
[EXHALES] No, you better not.
Dr. Litchfield wants me to help prep David Palmer.
They're gonna operate?
Sorry.
Uh, look, I've gotta schedule an OR.
Um, I'll be home when I'm home.
That's cool. I'll wait.
[EKG BEEPING]
DOCTOR: Retract.
A little bit more. Thank you.
Uh, suction.
[SIGHS]
A light move, please.
Yeah, that's fine. Good. Good. Okay.
Now I can see it.
[EKG BEEPING]
[EXHALES]
Hope we have enough type A for this kid.
Oh.
He's really torn up in here.
[BEEPING RAPIDLY]
Sodium bicard, stat.
Get the paddles over here.
Get some juice up for me. Set it to three.
All right, everybody away from the table.
Back.
Go.
[ELECTRIC BUZZING]
[♪♪♪]
I killed a man.
[EXHALES]
[♪♪♪]
[DOORBELL RINGS]
That's wrong.
Scotch or beer, name it.
Uh, nothing for me, thank you.
Wrong again.
Um, a Chablis, uh, on the dry side, please.
You got it.
Willie?
Nothing, really.
Willie, as bad as this may be,
and I would be the last guy to tell you that it wasn't,
it's not gonna go on forever.
Oh, there'll be a few rough weeks comin' up.
Rough? How?
Well, there's a coroner's inquest to go through.
That's SOP in any case like this.
And it figures the press is gonna lean on this pretty heavy.
Oh, because Palmer's got bread, right?
Big political contributor. Money gets page one,
and the poor get buried real quick.
Partially because of that, but not a hundred percent.
Ah.
Uh, what's the rest of it?
Willie, the autopsy found two wounds.
An entrance wound in the left shoulder
and a second entrance wound in the back of the neck.
The back of the neck?
Now what could have happened is your first shot
caught him in the shoulder and spun him around
so the other shot got him from behind.
Uh, wait-- Wait a minute.
Question.
Go.
It could have happened the other way, couldn't it?
The first shot hits him from behind and spins him around
and the second shot hits him in the shoulder.
Yes, it could have and that's why the press
is gonna be more interested than usual.
Then Willie will need a good lawyer for the inquest.
The department provides you with one.
That's also standard operating procedure.
Well, there are, uh,
a lot of procedures around, aren't there?
Yes, there are,
including one I haven't told you about.
You're on leave from duty until after the inquest.
That's gonna look like the department thinks
that Willie did something wrong when all he--
I don't make the rules.
That is departmental procedure.
It has always been departmental procedure
for as long as I've been on the force.
Rookies have a two-year probation period.
I know that. You know that.
Hey, will you two just please shut up.
You're all hung up on defending
ridiculous police procedure and-- And you...
[EXHALES] You're afraid it's gonna look
like I did something wrong.
Well, I-- I did do something wrong.
I killed somebody.
Maybe, uh-- Maybe it's understandable and--
And-- And legally defensible, but I killed a guy
and if there's anything in this world that's wrong,
it's killing somebody.
His name was David Palmer,
and he'll never grow old,
or have kids or--
Or hear music
or make love.
And that's wrong.
[♪♪♪]
You can finish the beer.
I'm-- I'm going to bed.
MINISTER: "Thy rod and thy staff
they comfort me.
"Thou preparest a table before me
"in the presence of mine enemies.
"Thou anointest my head with oil.
"My cup runneth over.
"Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
"all the days of my life.
And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever."
May we pray.
Oh, heavenly Father, we beseech thy grace
to fall upon thy servant, David, and upon his family,
thy merciful blessings and kindness in this,
their time of grief.
Grant, oh Lord, that we may
rest secure in the knowledge of the resurrection
and the life everlasting
that we will share with thee.
This we ask through your Son, our Lord, Jesus Christ.
In the name of the Father, and the Son,
and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.
[WHISTLING]
Hey. Hey,
how you doin'?
I'm riding with you today.
Great.
How's Willie doin'?
As well as he can, I guess.
Mind talking about it?
Guess not.
I don't know, man.
There's somethin' been bugging me, huh?
I may be way off base.
If I am, say so and I'll drop it.
Oh, no, no, man. No.
What?
Well, what was he gonna take pictures of?
What was who-- The kid.
What kid? What do you mean,
what kid?
The kid Willie shot.
The camera. Flashbulbs. All that.
What was he sneaking in there trying to take pictures of?
Everybody's been saying it's some kind of college prank.
I don't buy that.
This kid had never been involved
in anything like that before.
And-- And that camera that uses flashbulbs,
man, they stopped making that camera years ago.
Those two other guys who were there would know.
Right. May not help Willie but it sure can't hurt.
Why don't we shoot by the university first thing.
Take another look.
Beautiful.
WATCHMAN: Uh, just a minute.
Just a minute.
You got leather soles on your shoes?
Cause you can't walk on the stage
if you got leather soles on your shoes.
No, I ain't got no leather soles,
though I've known some in my time.
Huh?
Bad joke.
Well, I don't know what you're lookin' for in here.
Detectives have been all over the place.
Took enough pictures to choke a pig.
Uh, listen, when I said choke a pig, I didn't mean anything.
Don't worry about it. We didn't take it that way.
Uh, look, uh, does the school have any big games coming up?
Any traditional rivalries
where students from one school play tricks?
Paint a statue? That kind of thing?
Not that I know of.
Well, is there a statue that sort of represents the school?
No.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, old Sammy Spartan.
[CHUCKLES]
Sammy Spartan.
Yeah, but that's way over by the football field.
Which way is that from here?
Uh, over there.
They were headed for that door.
That could have been the easiest way to shake Willie.
Maybe.
Um, what's in the wing
on this side of the auditorium?
Nothing special. Medical school mostly.
They keep drugs there?
Expect so.
It still doesn't answer my question, man.
Why the flashbulbs?
Could you get us a floor plan of this wing?
I'll see what I can do.
[SIGHS]
You worried about the inquest?
[EXHALES]
Huh? Yeah, I guess.
But the lawyer for the department says
there's no way they can fight the action.
It's justifiable right down the line.
Okay, then what?
I don't know, Jill.
I've...been sitting here
thinking about bailing out of the whole thing,
the police force.
Hey, Willie.
Come on, don't.
Jill, you-- You don't understand. I--
I just might get your husband killed someday.
I might hesitate that split second you're not supposed to.
Might hang back a step.
Arrive a second later than I'm supposed to.
That's not gonna foul me up.
It's gonna waste the guys I partner with.
Terry, maybe, or Mike.
[SIGHS]
You still so anxious to have me on the force?
Uh-huh.
[CHUCKLES]: I still am.
Why?
Well, because I can remember when Mike first decided to join,
I used to ask him the same question.
And he talked about wanting to help
and how all of you felt that it wasn't enough
just to sit on the sidelines and complain.
If you quit, Willie,
you'll be right back on the sidelines.
People will say there's not really any difference.
I mean, all cops are the same. Cops are cops.
First time the going gets tough, they bail out.
I don't think that's true.
Hey.
Is it, Willie?
I don't know.
[PHONE RINGS]
I'll get it. Let it go.
It's probably just some more reporters.
They've been very industrious about getting in touch with me.
Willie.
Okay.
Hello.
WOMAN: Is this William Gillis?
Yes.
I know you didn't kill David Palmer
and if you're charged with anything,
I swear I'll come forward and clear you.
[DIAL TONE]
[CLICKS CRADLE]
[♪♪♪]
LEVITT: And approximately
what time were you dispatched
to the university grounds, Officer Webster?
Three-twenty a.m.
LEVITT: Three-twenty a.m.
And upon your arrival, what did you find?
There had been a forced entry through a gate
in the east end of the university property
running parallel to Sardana Drive.
Officers Rankin and Danko were called as backup,
and with myself and Officer Gillis
we started a search of the area.
LEVITT: Well, go on. Go on.
We found a door ajar in one of the university buildings.
Officer Gillis and I went inside, then we split up.
Well, what did you find?
I didn't find anything.
But I heard Officer Gillis calling
and I went to the area he was searching.
Then I heard shots.
LEVITT: Oh, you heard shots.
How many shots?
WEBSTER: Can't say for sure.
They-- They came pretty fast.
But we know there were actually only two shots fired, don't we?
The rest were exploding flashbulbs.
Not in evidence.
We've heard no testimony to that effect.
Uh, yes, of course. I'm sorry.
But tell me, Officer Webster, um,
did all of the sounds sound precisely alike?
Similar, yes.
LEVITT: Mm-hm.
All right, after you, uh, reached the scene,
what did you find then?
[FOOTSTEPS]
WEBSTER: Officer Gillis had wounded
the fugitive, David Palmer,
and Officer Rankin went to send for an ambulance.
LEVITT: Mm. And that's about it, hm?
WEBSTER: Yes, sir.
I just have a few more questions, Officer Webster.
I know that you gave your address
when you were sworn in,
but I forgot to make a note of it.
So would you mind? What is it again?
1053 Woodland.
1053.
You live alone, do you?
No, sir.
Oh, you're a married man.
No, sir.
I share an apartment with Officer Gillis.
Oh, you...
live with Officer Gillis.
No, I room with Officer Gillis.
[SCOFFS]
The same thing,
more or less.
Thank you, Officer Webster.
No more questions.
LEVITT: How many bullets
were recovered?
Two. Both .38 caliber.
Mm-hm.
Were you able to identify the gun
that fired those bullets?
Yes, sir.
It's registered to Officer William A. Gillis.
William A. Gillis.
LEVITT: And the condition
of the bullets themselves?
One was essentially undamaged,
consistent with soft tissue of the neck wound
in the deceased.
The other passed through bone,
consistent with the shoulder wound,
but it was still identifiable.
And both bullets from the gun issued to, uh, Officer Gillis?
EXPERT: Yes, sir. No doubt about that.
Well, thank you very much.
I have no more questions.
No further questions.
Some sick chick thinks it's a jolly time to tell a cop
she can get him off the hook, that's all.
Well, so then why did she get off the phone so quickly?
I mean, why not hang on and-- And really build a story?
Because then you can check it out, that's why.
What about the girl in the back row?
Yeah. What about her?
Well, she was at the funeral too.
I know that. You told me. So what?
So her friend gets killed, she goes to the funeral,
she goes to the inquest. That's no big deal.
Why are you shooting down every legitimate chance I have
to find out who called me?
Because a ding-a-ling called you,
and I don't wanna see you get your hopes up
over some ding-a-ling.
Let me check her out, lieutenant, huh?
You're on duty this afternoon.
Would it totally destroy police procedure
if Mike Danko and I made a few phone calls?
No, it would not destroy police procedure,
but then you would get your hopes up
that you are gonna help Willie here
and things don't run that way. That's all.
Well, how--? How do they run, lieutenant?
Levitt is gonna get you on the stand this afternoon
and tie you up like rubber spaghetti.
That's something for you to concentrate on.
Just leave the pipe dreams up to the narco squad.
Gettin' through this testimony is the one thing
that is gonna keep you on the force, rookie.
That's where you can help yourself.
Uh, lieutenant, may I offer you some help?
What?
Thank you.
LEVITT: All right, Officer Gillis,
as you were walking down
that dark corridor, what were you thinking?
Can you remember?
Well, sir, it's not really thinking
in that kind of a situation--
[LAUGHS] You mean, you--
You weren't even thinking?
No, no. Wh-what I mean is,
oh, it's more like reacting than thinking.
You're-- You're listening.
You're-- You're waiting.
You feel a little scared--
All right, Officer Gillis.
So with no plan, admittedly scared,
you went stalking through that building and--
Tell me, was your gun drawn?
No, sir. I didn't draw my gun
till after I went over the lockers
at the top of the stairs.
Well, why then?
Well, there was this...sound.
Like a pop and a flash of light.
All right, Officer Gillis,
let's see what we have so far, shall we?
We have a-- A rookie policeman
going down a dark hallway,
no plan in mind, listening for any sound,
no matter how slight, admittedly scared.
He races headlong
after what he supposes to be footsteps,
he hears a pop, a light goes on,
he draws his gun and fires wildly,
not once but twice.
I thought it was a muzzle flash.
But it wasn't, was it, Officer Gillis?
There was no one firing in that dark hallway but you,
was there?
No, sir.
And you hit your target.
Oh, yes.
You hit your target, didn't you?
[♪♪♪]
[PHONE RINGS]
[PHONE RINGING FAINTLY]
Come on, lady, don't give up.
Keep waiting. Be there.
Please, be there.
Hello.
I'm just calling to tell you
that I'm not going to come out in public
because there won't be any charges brought against you.
And the worst thing that can happen to you
is that you'll lose your job.
I'm sorry about that, but I can't help it.
I don't want to hurt you
or any living thing in this world but--
Look, wh-what could you tell?
I fired at him. That's what happened.
I know, but you didn't kill him.
If-- If you know who did,
then you're protecting a murderer.
Or maybe-- Maybe you did it.
No, I didn't.
And he's not a murderer.
It was just an awful, awful accident,
and there is nothing to be gained by going into it.
I'm just sorry that you had to be hurt even this much.
I liked the red dress
you were wearing at the inquest today.
[DIAL TONE]
Hey, lieutenant, we talk to you a minute?
We found some stuff on that girl Willie saw at the inquest.
Straight? Yeah, straight.
All right, in here.
What have you got? Her name's Patty Lewis.
She and the kid who got shot were friends.
Friends. Friends. Young people of 19
in this day and age do not have friends of the opposite sex.
They have lovers, they have ex-lovers,
they have potential lovers. They do not have friends.
Oh, you've been reading the underground press again.
These two were friends. They belonged to the same clubs,
felt the same way about a lot of issues on campus.
Into the political thing?
DANKO: No. It was environmental stuff.
They were involved in the organized protest
against the housing development near Vineyard Lake.
Same thing with the proposed freeway.
I'm glad they won, but where does that get us?
Patty's brother is president
of the university Photography Club.
His special interest is the old-time press cameras.
Flashbulbs. So?
Now, look, lieutenant,
this is the floor plan of the auditorium
and the wings off it.
Now, most of this floor is taken up
by the medical school's research lab.
Same question. So?
Campus paper quotes Patty as being an animal lover,
a 100 percent anti-vivisectionist.
The research lab works with animals.
Suppose Patty,
her brother, David Palmer
sneak up there to get evidence
of cruel treatment to the animals?
And they get stopped by Willie,
the dropped flashbulbs from the camera go off,
the shots get fired, Palmer dies.
That doesn't answer my question.
All right, answer my question, then.
Who's the girl who's calling Willie
and telling him he didn't kill David Palmer?
All right, call Gillis and tell him
we'll pick him up in 10 minutes.
Where we going?
Where all rookies belong,
back in school.
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Maybe it made you feel good
to nail her with that red-dress number,
but I do wish you'd kept your mouth shut.
Why? At least now we're pretty sure who she is.
Right, and now she's aware that you know who she is
and that we'll be checking on her.
That's the way tracks get covered up, my boy.
You know, if this is where they were heading,
they really didn't do anything wrong.
Nobody wants to see animals get hurt.
I had a kid brother that died of diphtheria.
I think I'd kill a rabbit to get him back.
Come on.
Does anyone know where we're going?
Yeah. Him.
All right, now, you were chasing three people.
Danko and Webster and me'll be those three people.
Were they bunched up? Spread out?
Uh, spread out.
Three or four feet between them.
All right. Now the telephone lady says
that you didn't kill David Palmer.
Let's play her game and see what happens.
He was killed with a bullet, that's for sure.
Then there had to be a third shot.
Gillis, come on up the stairs.
Just like that night, but real slow.
GILLIS: Uh,
I came up the stairs
and then the lockers went down.
And I-- I got over the lockers.
Then there was a flash of light and sound.
Flashbulb.
Last man in line dropped the camera.
Then I-I went down,
and I rolled over to here.
Last man in line tries to take off, drops flashbulbs.
And then I--
I fired at--
At the sounds and the light.
The shot catches him in the shoulder,
spins him around.
No, it was the bullet from behind that killed him.
Where did that come from?
Well, it had to come from me.
Which means your second shot missed Palmer completely,
ended up down there.
Ballistics says it went through soft tissue.
I think it went through nothing
till it ricocheted off that wall.
Then what about that?
That's where the third bullet would have gone.
Why is that window not broken?
RYKER: Here's what about that.
Window was open.
Third bullet is out there somewhere.
Lieutenant.
Lieutenant, come here.
GILLIS: You were right.
I shouldn't have tipped it.
PATTY: Carl.
CARL: Come on!
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Carl, maybe we should--
Come on.
RYKER: What's over there?
Student parking lot.
I'll have a backup cut off the road.
Give me that. Gillis, come here.
Take this.
No, I don't want that.
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Police! Halt!
[BULLET RICOCHETS]
[TIRE HISSING]
Okay, that's it, buddy.
DANKO: Give it up.
Stay down, man. He's got a gun.
Okay, what's it gonna be?
DANKO: It's your move.
Hey, no, you guys.
No more. WEBSTER: Willie.
No gun. See?
No gun.
I'm not gonna try anything.
But I've been where you're headed.
I know what it's like.
Isn't that why you were going to that lab,
to make sure nobody was gonna hurt those animals?
We were going there to take pictures of the way things were,
how bad it was.
Why the gun?
We thought we could scare the watchman.
That's all.
Then you spotted us and we started running.
And when David started falling,
I reached out and the gun went off.
Well, then that's an accident, man.
Dumb accident, maybe.
Stupid.
But you've got that much going for you.
If you start firing now...
Well, that-- That's what I did.
I pointed the gun. I fired.
Doesn't make any difference
that it wasn't my bullet that killed him.
Hey, listen.
Listen, even if-- If you waste all of us,
you're gonna be more dead inside than we'll be.
'Cause it-- It takes a toll, man.
It t-- takes a heavy, heavy toll.
At least now you've-- You've got a chance
to keep from paying that price.
Come on. Don't blow that chance.
[WHIMPERS]
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[GUNSHOTS]
[GUNSHOTS]
Doesn't that hurt your ears?
I'd think you'd go deaf.
Sorry, I didn't catch that.
I said, when they-- Doesn't--?
How'd we do?
Qualified, just barely.
Oh, once you integrate the targets,
I'll bet my scores just multiply like you've never seen.
That's not funny.
Who said it was a joke, lieutenant?
Gillis, on the line.
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You have a jam, Gillis?
No, sir.
[GUNSHOT]
[CASINGS RATTLE]
When I was a--
A kid there used to be a penny arcade downtown.
I'd go there a lot.
There was this machine with a rifle and--
And this bear that gave out this roar
and turned around when you hit it just right.
I just figured out what was wrong with that machine.
When you hit it, the bears always got up again.
Real bears don't do that when you shoot them.
They stay shot.
Somebody oughta make a machine like that some day.
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