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Tonight on Spencer for hire. Son, shut it, cop.

Look, if it concerns you, it concerns me. Can you stay out of this one, please?

I asked the questions you answered.

Young Ranny gives more of a kick out of stealing cars and pushing hills.

Big to good day for it. Work's life with sleeping somebody else. That's the hell.

Stop dying. Don't let him do it. Still have the pictures of your wife?

Damn it, Marty. Whoever it is, he's not worth it.

You were here by a repeat of all duties.

Thanks.

likes us for this? Back pocket.

friends.

your Spencer

I call living legends, I guess I was supposed to be larger than life.

I could see that I was going to have to do some work in that area.

But meanwhile, in order to pay my bills,

I was also doing odd jobs, like sitting surveillance at Harvard Gallery.

The oddest thing about that particular job

was that after I deducted the broken window, the destruction of a brand new bicycle,

the damage done to the cab I had to borrow, I was out $17.89 for my effort.

It was almost enough to convince me I was in the wrong business.

until I was reminded of the business I had been in.

bureaucracy.

I never could understand why it takes so many people so long to make something good,

look like a mistake.

That's one of the main reasons the police force and I had gone our separate ways.

Quick red fox jumped over at the...

Forget it.

That's a shovelful Mac, you know it, and I know it.

Hey, I'm just repeating what I hear. You have a ticket somewhere else.

Why are you taking so personal? So the Iron Man got rusty. So his seems a crook.

I know, money crook for 10 years, and he never wants the idea.

I never once did anything wrong. Never once came to work without a shoes polish.

Never once lost his man. Come on, Frank. Save the benediction for the rookies.

We either need some money, parents, or already going out from the gender frame.

You know you got a big mouth, Mack. Yeah? Not as big as Marty Quirx. Hey! Get off!

Come on!

He's got a tamper with him.

That's a lot.

Thank you.

Peter, will you spend some right shot the door for a reason? You slammed it.

Better the door to Max Face. The door could probably take more punishment.

That's not the same. What the hell was that all about? You had a hot shot.

P.I. want you to figure it out.

Where's the coach?

Internal affairs. What?

Vice has been. running down this gambling operation, working out at a channel bar.

Illegal poker machines in video no less. It's a big deal.

It's worth its weight in quarters. What are these homicides?

What's he got to do with Vice? No.

Vice was getting ready to hit the place last night, confiscate the evidence.

Only somebody tipped the boss off, and he pulled his machines out of there.

By the time my guys arrived, there was strictly beer and pretzels.

And it's saying it was Mario. What? Bye.

I've been working on this for a long time, Spencer.

Steak, outs, wiretaps, video tapes. It's money for that. In an eight by ten glassy.

They got pictures of them in a coffee shop power

with a punk that loans out the machines.

They snapped the picture the day before the raid took place.

What's Marty say about that? Zip?

Yes, in the question, he dodges it like Steve Grogan shaking off a linebacker.

Won't even talk to me.

stinking rumours floating around this place like like swamp gas

People say any, he turned his head for a couple of favors

that you know, you don't work like that Spencer.

We've been working together for 10 years. I'm going to see the door another 10.

I'm gonna get him out of this. Who's Parker's supposed to be in? Horgon.

Ronnie Horgun. Yeah.

Now this is Belsen, who's this?

No, not, not Quirk's not here.

You read the reports and understand the allegations, Lieutenant? Yes, sir.

And you still refuse to defend yourself.

We have hard evidence, Lieutenant.

I witnessed testimony, photographs, refusing to answer

our questions doesn't help your case. I'm well aware of that, sir.

And you

are prepared to accept the consequences.

Yes sir.

Thank you.

putting you on suspension lieutenant, pending investigation.

Thank you.

I'll get you a little more weight on here. You're gonna have to get in shape.

Some guys are gonna come along and kick standing in your face.

Maybe it's still your girlfriend. You're doing this for me? I don't know for myself.

I've got to be seen in public with you every now and then.

No guy named Ronnie Horton. Kid doing kids stuff.

I already used to deal drugs to his frat brothers,

guys, and the gambin on the waterfront. Mm-hmm. South end. General direction.

Go for it.

Yeah!

You could do it. I'm just showing off. How about shall we then roll?

The Port Point Channel must have been a majestic

sight back in the days of the Boston Tea Party.

The only things people toss in the harbor today

are drunks and an empty gin bottle or two.

Hawkins said the running organ worked with waterfront bars in the South End.

The boys in the southeast said I'd find him

at the channel bar, and I could recognize him by the flashy silver sidenny, Drone.

Even on a silver grey day, the car stood out

in sharp relief to the rest of the city.

I couldn't figure out how a punk like Horton

could put a muscle on a man like Marty Cork,

but I knew how to find out.

In my line of work, sometimes being brawny is

a little more effective than being brainy.

Hello, are you? Friend of Marty Quirk.

fun that I'm using.

What did he go down to? Me?

Nothing.

to plan a new room or a bot cork.

I did. Why?

was convenient. I picked his name out of a hat. Oh, really? Oh, yeah.

One minute!

It's not me. It's my father. All right? I don't care what's came.

You got runnin' here. I just wanna know why you pick a cork.

All right.

My father set it up.

So what up?

He found out that Quirk's wife was sleeping with somebody else.

Yeah.

I don't know.

somebody in one of my father's buildings.

that.

Vernon Towns, Beacon Hill.

It cost me $100 cash and a half hour of jog over a pint of cheap bourbon

before the doorman became cross-eyed enough to recall Katie Quirks' description

and place it with a room.

It cost me another 50 bucks to convince him not to buzz up before my arrival.

After all, it was a security building.

Can I help you? I have a special serve on my private account. Yes?

I'd like to ask you a few questions. About what? Katie Court.

Oh, that's great. That is just great. It's about time, huh?

All right, let's do it tonight. Hit him both. One of them is about to turn up roses.

Yeah, look, I'll get it all set up. Hey, look at that.

Shut up, what, Frank?

Got a tip on Ronnie Horgon. A couple of warehouses down by the river.

We're gonna do it tonight.

Is it solid?

No, it is the first piece of information we had since you...

I think it's too good of an idea, Frank.

What are you talking about? I mean, this Horgon thing is a dead end.

Why don't you just leave it?

You're joking. Organ's nothing. Forget him.

You are covering up for somebody, aren't you, money?

Who forced somebody on the department?

Damn it Marty, whoever it is, he's not worth it.

All right.

All right, you don't want to do anything to help yourself? Always will just leave.

I got work to do.

You're a good cop, Frank.

Go home, Marietta.

Okay.

Yeah.

I'm sorry. He's on a committee for neighborhood watching Roxbury community.

You know Marty, some things never change.

Actually, I wanted to talk to you.

Thank you.

I just had a long talk with a friend of yours.

Matthew Cousins.

When I spoke with Katie, all I could do was listen.

She needed to talk to work it out with somebody until it made sense.

I knew just the person.

After the children left

home, I decided to go back to school and get my degree, master's

degree in German romanticism. It sounds pretty foolish, doesn't it?

I know a lot of people who'd be envious.

Well, the truth is

I didn't really care about the degree.

I just wanted to get out of the house. I felt like the walls were closing in on me.

You know, all of Marty's friends are cops and all of my friends are cop's wives.

And I don't really have anything to talk to them about.

Matt.

After your cousins, he was a teaching assistant. It'd be you.

I can talk to him.

It was interested in me.

And for the first time in years, I felt like someone responded to me.

Is it over Katie? Oh, what we guess?

several months I ended

it.

Why?

As I love my husband, I love Marty.

He's a career cop and he's on call 24 hours a day.

But I realized that the little time that I had with him,

just a few hours a days, with the ones that I cherish the most.

It's not that we're used to each other. Or that we are comfortable.

that I don't want to lose him.

Katie. I'm not going

to tell you that your problems with Marty aren't serious.

But maybe they aren't irreversible. The fact that you want

to save your marriage

is proof of that. You've already made that decision.

You don't know Marty.

If you did know Marty Quirk, you knew he'd do anything to protect his family.

Someone was holding Katie's affair over his head,

and I had a pretty good idea who it was.

I knew Hawk could fill me in on just what made the man tick.

Phil of Horgons, a wealthy man made it in land development, real estate. Gentlemen?

Careful. Bies are prime property of the bars and breaks.

One wonders how it got to be so cheap. Ronnie involved in any of this?

Young Ronnie and his daddy don't get along, never did.

Old Phil of Trader, groomed his son for the family business, but...

Young Ronnie gets more of a kick out of stealing cars and pushing pills.

Choice of occupations didn't make his daddy happy. What does daddy do about it?

Covers Young Ronnie's track. It's bailing out whenever he gets in the trouble.

He keeps it out of the paper. See, daddy's got this corporate image to protect.

Number one, son and the racquet don't read well in a fine print.

Sounds like you know him pretty well. Hard man to know. Hard man, to see.

I'll bet he'll see you.

There's got something to do with Quirk. Yep. You're going to tell me what? No.

You know how much I just like working for the police?

You wouldn't be working for The Police. You'd be working from Marty Quirk.

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Thank you.

I know he didn't have any affection for the

police department, but he also knew he respected

men of principle, men like Marty Quirk.

He could never say do anything for a cop, but

could never let a power monger like Philip

Horgon bring down a good man like Marty. Talk.

You're looking well. Or two, used to have the same tailor found one better.

Wasn't wise of you to come here.

to be seen with me.

Ooh. Summite our indiscretion.

But you have this reputation. You have an excellent memory.

new project.

This is the biggest hotel development Boston has ever seen.

Three days my bid is going to go through with the city

and we're going to start breaking ground. Mm-hmm. We're the luck to you. Millions.

Just what is it you need? Your attention. You've got it. Back off, Marty Quirk.

What do you have? Pictures, videotapes.

What are you after, Hawk? Whatever you have is not going to help your son,

no matter how much juice you think you have. Marty Quirk falls.

Young Ronnie falls harder. Somebody's gonna see to it.

You working for Quirk? I'm just giving you a message.

I'm who? You don't

need to know that.

Or you need to know it's going to happen just like I said.

Well, you tell whoever sent you that I'm doing what I have to do for my son.

I love it.

And I will do anything to protect him. I wonder.

is it just son you're protecting?

for yourself.

Found your way in Hawk.

Find your way out.

Your name is DeVoggin.

Idiot, cute.

Move it out fast!

Thank you very much.

guys going on the right hand side.

Thank you. You're welcome.

Peace!

the other side. Got it.

Let's go.

We got here.

Right, just. He's awake. He's talking to the right. Yeah. Right.

Right. We're gonna be all right. Okay.

Ready, go, stand close.

Thank you.

How do you know when to do it?

How bad is it?

He took it full on the chest, and I'm sure about internal damage.

They won't be for a while. Did you see anything? Thank you.

The way in the ambulance, the medic's trying to stop the bleeding.

He's going on about calling Quark and taking those machines.

Good day, R.

Sorry, who shot him, Joe?

Ronnie Hogan. All right, I want an APP. I want every available one. All right.

And on this, if you pull them out of their beds, I'd give a damn.

I'm going to give a d'amji.

I'm not leaving. Look, there's nothing you can do here. I guess in good hands.

I'm staying.

Katie's away. Stay out of it, will ya?

talk to him.

I know how you feel.

You do, huh?

I think so. You ever invest 30 years in a marriage

and watch it fall apart after 30 days?

Did you ever raise your kids to respect their mother?

And they know that something is going wrong. But you know there's no way in hell

that you could ever explain to them what it

is. No.

Then you don't know how I feel.

I don't know about that.

I do know what it's like to want to do the right thing.

matter what it does to you. Well, I don't have any martyr complex Spencer,

and I don' need anybody to tell me how to run my life. You, Marty, you count.

You got to look out for yourself, because if you don't,

everything you've done with your life, everything you stood for

goes right down the drain. Shut up. Shut the hell up. You look some guy.

You can't walk on your shoes, put your weight. Don't let him do it. Stop him, Marty.

I told you to stay out of it. Now it's my life and not yours. It's your life, okay.

What's it worth if you're gonna throw it away

because you can't forgive Katie for one mistake,

one mistake and 30 years of marriage? Is that too tough?

Is your male ego so out of...

whatever it takes.

It's one brief moment in time.

moment.

damn it, Spencer, I can't let Hogan tell the world.

I can't let my kids know. You can't Let your kids think your whole life is fine.

But they don't have a choice. Talk to Kate. I can. Talk to me until you can.

It's my family. It's a mess, yes, but it's my mess.

And I can just dump it in somebody else's lab. I might mind what it runs for.

a lot for a man like Marty Quirk to come face

to face with a problem like the one he had

with Katie. He wanted some answers.

But he didn't know how to ask the questions of the woman he loved.

I wanted some answer to.

And I was angry enough not to care much about

what I had to do to get him, especially since

the kind of people who had the answers I needed

where people I didn't find at all loveable.

Got it, it's extra. We got an occasion. Look at her running, Horgon.

See you around? No. But you'd tell me if you were, right?

Why would I want to do that?

That's one reason.

I got some more if you need it.

Who are you? I'm out of the top name Spencer. Who are working for you?

rules to this game straight. I asked the questions and you answered them.

What do you know about a raid that went down this week?

Where does the cops build it? I'll homicide the tenant named Quirk.

Don't believe everything here. Alaborate.

You know what that means? Ronnie. Ronnie got a lot of mileage out of that one.

I'm no one to give him the book. Who except you? No way, man. No way.

I just can't do whatever you want to me. I'm not going to talk no more.

Have you known?

a while.

How'd you find out?

Someone needed my help?

They had these.

Pictures.

Where'd they get them? I didn't ask.

They weren't explicit, but being a cop, I checked them all out by myself.

And I had these other pictures.

here.

Why? Wasn't

your fault, Marty? I mean, you have to know that.

It's just that when Debbie got married, John moved

to a place of his own, and that was his soul.

Empty.

You have your work and I...

I had nobody. Katie, how can you say something like that to me?

Your work is dangerous. I'm...

I know that, and at first you didn't tell me things, you didn t want to worry me.

I loved you for that, it made me feel safe.

Over the years, it's become a habit for you to keep things from me.

This shot me out. I accepted it because it's becoming a habit with me too,

and I had the children.

But

times I feel like I...

I don't.

belong in your life. And if I don't...

If I don't belong there, I don t know where I belong. And I...

Bye.

I felt lost.

I don't know how to reach you.

And I turned to a friend. I don't want to hear that.

for the companionship.

That's what's been missing.

There's no us anymore. It's only you and me.

Oh, for God's sake, Marty, wouldn't you talk to me?

We have to start somewhere.

What if it happens again? Well, that's up to us.

It was Katie, you really wanted it. Why did Pouch you?

What about your affair? The one that's been going on for years. Why what?

Your other mate.

the one that you spend most of your time with. You know, talking about Frank.

I know. It's part of your job.

But he comes to dinner three times a week.

There's always a place setting for them at the holidays.

Clean sheets in this fair bedroom.

Katie, Frank has no family of his own, and he is my partner. What am I?

And I love him too, Marty.

But he has all your time, all your confidence.

And that's all that I've ever wanted.

God, Katie.

I don't know how to handle this Katie. Together.

Bye.

I don't know how either but we have to do it together.

See ya.

I'm a very fresh man.

I got all fashion ideas.

I mean, my suits.

They're blue, they're brown.

Everything I see is black and white.

And I read all the newspapers. All the right magazines.

know that the world is changing.

I just feel like, well, I

guess...

Change it behind my back.

That's one of the reasons why I love you.

I've been sitting out in front of Horgan's office for four hours.

A lot of pretty women passed me on their way to work and lunch,

but not one leaned in my window and asked me the time. Or if I had a match.

Maybe they didn't know I was a gun shoot.

Maybe I needed to get me a foot door or a trench coat.

Since I couldn't be in two places at the same time,

I asked Hawk to sit on the channel bar. We knew Ronnie Horkin was a runner.

If he couldn't run to daddy, he'd go to somebody else who might help her.

I didn't know if Hawk was having any more luck than I was,

but I knew he'd hang in rain or shine.

You better get them out of here.

Last night, your son shot a cop. My partner.

I'm here to tell you it's not going to work anymore. I've got you.

Wrong, you had me. Almost. Your smart organ. You set up that meeting with a kid.

Your tiptoe of fights so they would watch Ronnie pass me

those photographs Katie, then take pictures of their own of a dirty cop.

Still have the pictures of your wife?

And they can still make it into the kids' family albums.

Well, my wife is a lot stronger than I realize, Mr.

and what you got can't hurt us anymore.

When that kid of yours gets caught, you can kiss this land deal, goodbye.

And he's going to be caught and convicted, Mr. I can guarantee you that.

And nobody in the city of Boston is going to sell you

any land when I can prove that your kid shot a cop.

Of course, of course.

Ha!

I'll destroy the pictures.

I want Ron. He's my son. Work!

I'll have to get them to you.

You can have them!

Just...

Just wait two more days.

That's until this, uh, this land deal is locked.

This hotel deal will never be closed.

You can go to the bank on that.

I'm sorry.

The County Horgon had already tried to see his father.

Chances are he wouldn't show his face there again,

but he had to contact him somehow, meeting some place he figured was safe.

After he shooted a cop, you don't have many people left

who are willing to put a roof over your head.

Sometimes you get paid real good.

You ought to get your man-sized car. Heater. Well, it works in the summertime.

Your egg dish was dripping. It's fouled green slime all over my shoes.

Sure fire miss me. The coffee is corner rust.

I'm going to start playing along and I'm probably going

to make this front page new sound like good news.

for Netherlands people.

Yes? Hello, Dad.

troubled that.

Where are you? I'll be at the channel bar.

It's on the water.

and dad.

I'll leave $20,000.

I'll be there in an hour.

I'm going to take care of this myself this time running.

The last time.

It says here, why be bald? This procedure assures almost everyone

a full head of living, growing hair.

You finished?

Anything else working in this class?

ready to tell me about Quirk? Can't.

Must be bad. It's personal.

Quirk walks straight in there and tells he's a cop two blocks away.

He had time to be person.

Hmm. Excuse me.

So, goodbye.

It was still too early to make the play.

Marty Quirk's professional life was still on the line,

and the only way to help him now is to bag both the organs.

If Quirk could face up to his personal pain,

I figured I could stand a little more professional discomfort.

We got company.

And if we do, I want to do something.

Big day.

Keep an eye on Twiddle Down Twidle, the ambulance.

All I've ever gotten from you is misery.

A lifetime of it.

Every time I've tried to build, you've tried to tear down.

Seven years. Seven years

to get that hotel deal off the ground.

You have managed to knock it out from one to me in two days. Not all my fault.

Last time. Last time when one of you were going to screw things up.

next time.

Damn. Just

give me the money. Please, just let me go.

What will it be? Ronnie Horgon.

Please, I'm getting out of town tonight.

I won't come back ever.

Right!

I picked a good day for it.

Who told him about the police raid?

I can't eat. I look sad at the time. You're looking good.

Yeah, but...

Must be my new pajamas.

Oregon is done, Frank. Both of them.

Who was dirty, Marty? Joe Glen. He was

a high school buddy at Jack's stoner.

I gave him a warning. I didn't know what blow up in his face.

little guy, don't worry again.

Spencer? What? Well, what is that? Frank Latham. Who shut up?

That's an order.

That's great, that's great.

No evil can befall me by God. I have a son, Christopher Morley-Move.

more than ever, they're the Horgons.

He was one of the lucky ones.

Spencer.

Thank you.

I guess somebody thinks I'm narrow-minded, huh?

Well, I think maybe, but not in the wrong mind.

How do I...

I'll take a short break. I'll see you next time.

If he doesn't, I will.

Okay.

I just need to see a counselor I recommended in Cambridge. That's good.

That's your job, man.

Spencer, I don't understand this masculine ethical code

that men like Marty Korkav, but you have. It doesn't make sense to me.

It makes sense to be.

What do you have to do with priorities? Do you have a job?

I'm talking about a misguided sense of honor.

It's going too far for this door to happiness of two people and we love each other.

That worries me.

Well...

That worries me, too.

I just hope for you after all.

I'm cold.

Not ever for very long.