All language subtitles for S04E04 (1080p HULU WEB-DL x265 LION)

Previously on NYPD blue...

You talk to a detective winslow
this morning

regarding a pross homicide --
Cynthia Patterson?

Yeah.

I need to clarify your
relationship with the girl.

I wasn�t a customer.
You were listed like one.

Why didn�t you tell
your friend the truth?

Because his next step
would have been you.

I don�t recall ever asking
you to protect me.

Did you have a relationship
with this girl?

Nothing past
her being a c.I.

If you�re screwing pross, I
got a right to know about it.
Give me a break!

You�re lying to me.

It was my dad banging
that pross.

He�s gonna let you take
the rap for it?

Yeah, and for now,
that�s how it�s gonna work,

and I appreciate you
not giving me a speech.

Nice car.

That�s a babe magnet!

Or a cute-guy magnet,
I guess.

I�m having it painted
candy-apple red.

What year is this thing?

1985.
How many miles?

120,000.

Keep some flares in
the glove box.

How much?

$20,000.

His big inheritance.

All the rest of it�s
going in t-bills,

but i�ve always wanted
this car.

It�s a work of art.

Morning.

Hey, john�s getting
a new car.

Yeah?

How many miles are
on it?

It�s in perfect condition.

Boss is looking for you.

You know, John, leaving your
money in t-bills,

some would consider that a
passive approach to investing.

Greg, Greg, anybody who
day-traded Internet stocks

is disqualified from giving
financial advice.

That was a couple
years ago --

here we go, buddy.

Get the door.

The borough�s left it for
me to decide

if you�re to catch cases

while this investigation
continues.

Can I give you my opinion?

Sure.

I am absolutely fit
to catch cases

�cause that investigation has
got nothing to do with me.

Sold.

Hit it.

I appreciate your confidence
in me, boss.

You�ve earned it.

As far as this relationship --
relationship...

As far as how I knew her --

I don�t need the details
on that part.

That�s your business.

Well, i�m telling you,

she was an informant,
and I was not banging her.

Okay, and i�m telling you,
even if you were,

all that matters to me

is you weren�t involved
in the homicide.

Well, it matters to me
that you believe me

that I wasn�t screwing
a prostitute.

Fine.

You don�t believe me,
do you?

I don�t care.
Now go work your cases.

I just got off the phone
with the FBI.

They were forwarded a threat

that a bomb
might have been mailed

to the family-court
building.

All right, get down there,
everybody.

Mcdowell and Ortiz are out
on an interview.

I�ll have them respond.
He�s in.

What the hell is this?

He�s trying to get his
boss on the phone.

They�re not evacuating?

They evacuated the mailroom.
That�s it.

This place needs to be
evacuated now!

My boss will be here in
five minutes.

I want a roster
of all the judges,

and I want the building
cleared.

Nobody gets in!

We should keep everybody
off the air

in case the bomb�s on some kind
of frequency.

Make sure every court
officer�s radio is off.

We�ll start with
the evacuation.

Hey, which one of you
guy�s in charge?

Detective sipowicz.

Watch the front door,
and nobody gets in.

How do you spell that?

Watch the door!
Come on, guys.

Bureaucratic asshole.

Your honor!
Detectives sipowicz and Clark --

whoa!
Stop right there.

If you allow US to approach
the bench, we can explain.

Officers, approach the bench.

Turn your radio off,
and it stays off.

Your honor, we�ve got
a bomb threat.

This court�s going to take
a 30-minute recess.

Everybody out!
Come on! Everybody!

Everybody out!

All the way out, and officers
will direct you from there.

What�s the reason
for this?

A good one.
Just keep moving.

I opened an envelope,
and it exploded!

It burns!

It�ll be okay, ma�am!

You think it�s Anthrax?

I don�t want to find out
the hard way.

Please help me!

Stay where you are and
we�ll get help!

You cannot leave
the office

till we know what
we�re dealing with!

We�ll come to you!

Please hurry!

Everyone needs to get out
of the building now!

Make sure that door
stays shut.

Let�s go!

My instructions were to close
down the mailroom

and wait for my supervisor to
arrive before evacuating --

we�ll do what we can for you
in our paperwork.

That�s everybody.

Jarvik, go help with
the perimeter.

I�m major Charlie mullin.

The information my officer
relayed to me

was that you received
a phone call

saying there might be a bomb
mailed in the future.

No, nothing about
in the future.

Then I was given the wrong
information,

because I absolutely would
have authorized --

that�s Hazmat.
I need to get this.

It�s ass-covering
time now.

Agent newmark.

I�m the a. S. A. C. Of the joint
terrorism task force.

We were evacuating the
third floor

when we heard
a female scream.

Opened the door and it was
a judge�s secretary,

her face and upper body
covered in white powder.

She opened a letter, and the
powder sprayed on her.

Have you two been
checked out?

As soon as we saw it was white
powder, we backed out.

Set up a warm zone

and make sure these two are
decontaminated and tested.

Precautionary.
You got nothing to worry about.

Okay, hazmat�s gonna be doing
some field tests.

If it comes back with any
trace of Anthrax,

we�ll be taking over.

In the meantime,
i�m gonna need to know

where that bomb-threat
phone call originated from.

Yeah.

They were in there for,
what, a second?

Yeah.
They�re fine.

Anthrax down there?

They don�t know yet.
Still doing a field test.

A bomb went off?

It was a letter rigged to
spray powder.

The victim d. O. A.?

Are you looking for bad
news or what?

Hey, Clark, hold up.

Listen, no bull.

I know we had our differences,
but hear me out.

I�ll get on tracing
that call.

I had a buddy of mine up
in the 23

who had a prostitute as
an informant.

It got out, and it caused
some major grief.

Everybody was
accusing him

of having a
relationship with her.

So I know how messed up
it can be.

I mean, he was banging her.
Don�t get me wrong.

Banged her every
chance he got,

but the fact that people went
ahead and assumed,

that ain�t right.

You know, that whore
was always saying,

"I got a brother on the job.
I got a brother on the job,"

and it�s just now I see the
resemblance.

I�m just having
a little fun.

You don�t have to get
personal about it.

Why don�t you have your little
fun somewhere else

or you�ll end up on your
ass...Again.

What was that
with laughlin?

General nonsense.

You knew they were gonna eat
this story up.

Let �em.

What do you got?

I.a.b. -- I�m supposed to
head down there

and talk to
captain fraker a. S. A. P.

Does the boss know?

He does.

All right.

I�ll check in later.

If your dad knew what kind of
heat you were taking --

�cause I know you sugarcoated
this thing --

he�d want to step forward
and clear it up.

It�ll work out.

You know,
when I came in here

and I asked if anything was
going on, that didn�t qualify?

I assumed it was
a personal matter.

That was the fed in charge of
the joint terrorism task force.

The tests came back negative
for Anthrax.

So Connie and Rita are done
getting decontaminated?

Yeah, and the whole case gets
kicked back to US

unless
it�s terrorism-related.

Medavoy and Jones are
still down there.

We should get �em up to the
judge�s office.

15th squad.

We should get junior
back in here, too.

I.a.b. Can wait.

No, he needs to deal
with that.

Hold, please.
Detective?

Sipowicz.

Boss. Boss.

What�s the cross street?

All right, yeah.
Yeah, I got it.

Another letter bomb exploded at
841 worth street.

Hit with powder --
same thing.

What?

The guy�s in cardiac arrest.
I�m heading down there.

Have Connie and Rita
meet me.

I take it it�s safe
in here.

Hazmat just left.
Negative on Anthrax.

Same m. O. As earlier.

Who opened the letter?

Attorney whose office this is.
He had a heart attack.

We need to get this guy�s
client list,

see if any of them had cases
tried by that judge who got hit.

We got his secretary
on that.

So you guys are all right?

Sat in a janitor�s office
for two hours

waiting on
the test results.

Where�s John?

He�s down at I. A. B.

Dealing with his
informant?

We were sitting
there two hours.

We talked about
a lot of things.

My guess, yeah, yeah, that�s
what he�s down there for.

Let�s get on this.

Sorry i�m late, detective.

No sweat.

So...

Got yourself in a little
bit of a pickle.

It�s a misunderstanding.

Yeah, we get a lot of those.

Still, we have to look
into �em.

The d. O. A. Prostitute was
an informant of mine.

Yeah, I read the reports.

I know your version
of the events.

Okay.

I�ve also asked around
about you.

I�ve heard nothing
but good things.

Great things.

You�re the kind of detective
we need out there.

You reflect today�s job, today�s
mentality, today�s approach.

See, now, that�s the tragedy
of the whole thing.

Good cop like you who made
a mistake,

looking at possibly getting
bounced off the job,

having to work security
in some office building.

Yet a dinosaur like
detective sipowicz,

who still has this overly
aggressive,

"US against them" attitude he
picked up in the �70s,

he�s still running around
half-cocked.

You find that tragic?

John, this is just you and
me talking, okay?

I want to help you.
Now, I can help you.

If you�re trying to work me for
information on my partner,

whether it�s to save my job or
save my pension

or save the spotted owl, it�s
not gonna happen.

Our time is valuable,
captain,

and time spent on that is
time wasted.

Well, then...

You have the right to remain
silent and refuse to answer --

I know my rights, and I know if
you�re reading them to me,

I need a lawyer
and a union rep here.

You�re a suspect in the homicide
of Cynthia Patterson.

You�re to stay at your squad
on restricted duty

until I say different.

Good luck, detective.

Hey.

The judge who got hit
gave US a tip

on a guy who appeared
before her.

Said he was a real whack job --
Larry orth.

Turns out he had a red flag from
the secret service

for sending a threatening
letter to the president.

Regarding?

They wouldn�t elaborate
beyond the fact

that they did a threat
assessment,

and they were satisfied with him
not being one at the time.

They traced the bomb threat
you got this morning.

It originated from a pay
phone in union square.

The 911 operator forwarded the
message to arson and explosion.

The guy there gave it
to the bomb squad,

but he thought that family court
was a federal property.

So he forwarded it to the feds,
and then they called US.

Playing hot potato
with a bomb threat.

Lab results came back
on the white powder.

They found traces of cayenne
pepper and eggshell.

That�s santeria using
eggshell.

I had a case
with them once.

A guy I used to work with had an
ear to all that voodoo stuff.

Get a sample of the powder
and look into it.

Want to bring in a hypnotist
while we�re at it?

I�ll bring in a mime troupe
if it helps with the case.

Come grab this guy
with me.

Sure.

Hey.
What�s going on?

I just had to tell one
more guy

that I don�t know anything
about their case.

What�s your status?

Restricted, but I can
still work cases.

Thought you had
that worked out.

They�re messing with me.
What�d I miss?

Rita can fill you in.

15th squad.

Hold please.

Lieutenant.
Chief of detectives.

You don�t leave the squad.

You okay?

Yeah. You?

Yeah.

So they�re still under
the impression

this is your informant
and not your dad�s.

Rita, when something changes,
you�ll be the first to know.

Now, how about
running the case?

This is really fun
for me,

people thinking i�m seeing a guy
who bangs whores on the side.

Well, then, maybe you should
stop seeing that guy

if it�s putting such a big
crimp in your style.

There�s my notes.

You know, the santeria
have a god

that�s half baby,
half old man,

and the offerings that
they...Offer

range from toys and candy to
old-man stuff,

like, canes and booze,
I guess.

And...

Don�t call �em witch doctors.
That�s a big no-no.

Okay, so, this is an old
santeria powder.

Some cayenne pepper in here,
thorns,

and a poison you get from
the insides of a puffer fish.

When it hit the person,
did it burn, irritate?

Yeah.
Yeah, it did.

Can you get this recipe in
a bookstore or off the Internet?

Doubt it.
It�s pretty obscure.

So someone really had to know
santeria to put this together.

This is santeria powder.

How they got it,
I don�t know.

Okay.

All right, how much for
your time?

You guys are doing good
work out there.

Come on. How much?

You want to give me
20 bucks, that�s fine.

Appreciate it.

I�m very, very sorry.

Please!
Stand completely still.

Don�t freak me out --

stand still!

Extend your right arm.

Turn your palm
up to the sky.

Now...

Put your palm against
your forehead.

I�m just giving you a hard time.
Don�t worry about it.

So that�s not
a sacred candle?

I got that at the
variety store.

You should have seen the look
on your face.

Have a seat, Larry.

So you sent a threatening
letter to the president?

I sent a letter
to the president.

Some secret service agent
looking for a little overtime

apparently deemed it
threatening.

It wasn�t.

Why�d you send the letter?

I sent it two years ago.
Is this --

this is really why
i�m here?

Why�d you send the letter?

It was the culmination
of a complete --

four years ago, I bought
a fourplex.

The hag downstairs paid $150
a month.

I find out you
can�t raise the rent

on a rent-controlled
apartment

if there�s a violation on
the building.

The hag puts in a complaint
for peeling paint.

I paint it to have the
violation removed.

It takes the inspector five
months to come out.

The next day,

the hag puts in a complaint
about a hallway light being out.

After the inspector
checks that,

the hag puts in a complaint for
a loose floorboard.

Okay, so this goes on and on.
How did it culminate?

I went to
landlord/tenant court.

The case was thrown out

because I misspelled the
hag�s first name.

Improper service of summons,
they called it.

I go to my city councilman.

He directs me
to the state legislature.

I ended up sending out letters.

Harsh language was used.
I won�t deny it.

You were married.

Yes, I was.

And you had a case tried
by judge Karen squire

in family court?

Boy, did I ever.

Not happy
with the results?

I only see my son
every other weekend.

You ever send a letter to
judge squire?

Yes, I did.
A year ago.

Harsh language in
that one, too?

I�m a frank and
honest person.

If people don�t like it,
that�s their problem.

Good.

Judge squire got
a letter today.

Did you send it to her?

No.

�cause you see,
how this works, Larry,

is you get frank and honest
with US, we can help you out.

I sent one letter
a year ago.

If we find out
you�re lying,

what happens is those weekend
visitations with your son,

those go.

Are you threatening to take
my son away?

If we find out
you�re lying...

You filthy bitch!

Andy!

Now, after an outburst
like that,

why should we believe
anything you say?

I never sent the judge
another letter.

If you try to take my
son away --

don�t you make threats,
Larry.

You�re gonna get yourself into
a real bad situation here

if you make threats.

We�ll look into if you sent
that letter today.

In the meantime, you�re gonna
sit in a cell downstairs

until we feel you�ve got the
mental state to be in public.

Come on.
Get up.

I have to go and get
my car.

Otherwise, there�s another
person ready to buy it

if I don�t.

Go already?

Thank you.
I�m sorry.

We�re getting a tape of
that 911 call.

I�ll compare it against that
Larry orth guy.

That was atf.

They need to know if the letter
bomb used any accelerant.

It was
more spring-loaded.

Completely spring-loaded?

As far as we could tell,
spring-loaded only.

They�re gonna want
to hear

that it was an improvised
explosive device

of a biological nature.

Where are we at?

I�m looking for people
with hispanic names

who had contact with the judge
and the attorney.

Hispanic on account of they
might have knowledge

of the santeria powder?

Right.

We got this bastard
in a real stranglehold now.

It�s just a matter of time.

Continue.

There�s one case involving
a guy named Tim hale.

His wife used the attorney,

and their case was tried
by judge Karen squire.

Listed as a contact number
for hale is a lalene Fernandez.

Doesn�t say what
their relationship was,

but it�s the only hispanic name
I found so far.

Bring him in.

You gotta be kidding me.

Hale works for
the postal service.

Well,
that�s different.

You and Clark
interview hale.

Connie, you and Rita
go interview the woman.

You on restricted mean you can�t
go out in the street?

If you need help, grab
somebody from anticrime.

I�ll look into this hale
some more and be ready.

Great.

Hey.

You want to grab a
quick bite?

Hey, Maya.
We�re in the middle of it here.

There�s an umbrella lounge
around the corner.

They got decent hot dogs.

...yeah.

Yeah, all right.
Real quick.

You can lose the bun

if you�re on one of those
high-protein diets.

Are you looking for trouble?

Hey,
you hungry at all?

No.

So, I got good news.

Let�s hear it.

I stumbled
on an etiquette book,

and apparently if there are
two people who like each other

and the guy doesn�t make
the first move
after a couple weeks,

then the girl --
not only is she allowed to,

but she�s supposed to ask
the guy out.

Maya, see,
the thing is that --

first of all, i�m flattered,

but I dated a woman
I worked with.

I heard all about that.

That sounded like a whole
big relationship thing.

I just want
to go have fun, okay?

I really don�t know
if this is the right situation.

Can you believe I just
threw myself at this guy

and he turned me down?

Let�s go, detective.

All right, all right.

Dinner -- how about dinner?

Dinner...and maybe dancing

at this really cool spot

where we won�t have to wait
in line, I swear.

All right, but it�s
gotta stay between US.

I can do that.

Then here we go.
Shh.

Come on.

Have a seat, Tim.

Did you have a court case
with a judge squire?

I did, yeah.

What was it about?

Custody of my kids.

Why did it go all the way
to family court?

You�d have to ask my ex.

What was the nature
of your disagreement?

Her screwing around on me

and wanting to get out
with everything she could.

That was the major beef?
Yeah.

What about you sexually abusing
your daughter?

Never happened.

Then why�d we have to draw it
out of you?

It�s not something
I like talking about.

This isn�t
a dinner party, Tim.

My wife made it up,
and it worked.

She got everything.

Everything.

Must have pissed you off.

You think?

Your wife�s attorney
was Carl llewelyn?
Yeah.

Something happened
to Carl llewelyn

and judge squire today, Tim.

Like what?

You don�t know?

No.

I don�t know,
but if it�s something bad,

don�t be afraid to tell me.

Tim, we need to get
some fingerprints off you

along with a DNA sample
and a recording of your voice.

Fine. Why?

�cause we got an investigation
under way, and we need to.

Fine. Let�s do it.

Sit tight.

Can you handle this,
or are you too restricted?

Why? Where are you going?

I gotta take care
of something real quick.

Everything all right?
Yeah.

Need help?
No, I got it.

That attorney that got sprayed
with the powder --

he went out of the picture
at bellevue --

heart failure.

All right.
Got scared to death,
basically --

although he was pushing
300 pounds.

Anything jumps off, page me.

Everything okay?
Yeah.

Need any help with anything?

No, we got it.

Do you know a Tim hale,
lalene?

We work together.

You were listed as a contact
in his court records.

Tim stayed with me
until he found a place.

His wife kicked him out.
You two date?

No, just friends.
We worked together.

Did something happen to Tim?

His name came up
in an investigation.

Lalene,
we�re gonna level with you.

Okay. That�d be great.

Today
there was a practical joke

played on a judge
and an attorney.

We looked at people
who had contact with both,

and tim�s name came up.

Part of the joke
involved this santeria powder

that makes someone itch and burn
a little.

We saw your name in the file.

We brought you in.
That�s the deal.

Okay.

So, if you had anything
to do with this,

now�s the time to tell US.

No, absolutely not.

Okay.

What kind of practical joke?

Letters were sent
containing the powder.

Last chance -- did you have
anything to do with it?

No. I mean --

what�s Tim saying?

Lalene, we�re gonna level
with you one more time.

If you�re honest with US,

we�ll try and get you
out that door and back home.

If you lie
or try to outsmart US

or waste our time
in any form or fashion,

you�re looking at a felony.

A couple of years ago,

Tim and I were complaining
about our supervisor.

Tim was talking about gluing
the guy�s desk drawer shut.

My grandmother�s a santeria,

and I told him
I could probably get something,

like a powder to put on
the guy�s comb to make him itch.

Did you get it for him?

Not then, but about a week ago
he asked me for some powder.

I got it for him.

I thought he was gonna use it
on our boss.

If he did this,
it�s not right,

but he really got screwed
in family court.

Let US worry about that.

Write down what you told US.

I need to talk to you
about your son.

On the phone
you said there was a problem

with that case
we worked together on.

He�s taking on more weight
over this woman you knew,

and he cares
so much about you

that he�s not gonna tell you
the truth.

So, that was a bunch
of b. S. --

treating me like some skel
to get me down here?

Your kid is in trouble, Clark,

and you need to rectify
the situation.

I�m not gonna talk to you
about this.

He got called down
to I. A. B. Again today,

and he�s on restricted duty.

You know that every uniform
in that precinct

is giving him a hard time,

that this is hurting
his relationship

with his girlfriend?

I didn�t know any of that.

Well, now you do.

John came to me

after he went on record that
this woman was his informant.

He insisted
that I go along with it.
You�re his dad.

He�ll ride this off a cliff

before he�ll let
anybody come after you.

Boy, i�ll bet you�re loving
this, aren�t you?

Yeah. Yeah, Clark,
that�s why I came down here.

I love getting glared at

by people who only remember me
from my past.

That�s always
a real pick-me-up.

People are giving him
a hard time?

Don�t let your embarrassment

over associating
with a woman like that

cloud your judgment.

Getting prostitute advice
from Andy sipowicz.

I didn�t think
it could get any worse.

It runs
like an absolute dream.

The windows whistle a little
when you get over 35,

but the previous owner said
that�s normal.

Alison, i�ve always tried
not to tie my self-worth

to material possessions

because -- you know,
we talked about this --

but i�m sorry.
This is so nice.

I do deserve it.
I can honestly --

get out of the car, man!

Come on, get out
of the car, buddy!

Get out!

My --
my god!

My god!

Carjack! I�ve been --
i�ve been carjacked!

My god!

My god!!

If we bring the FBI in here
and you lie to them,

you get charged even more

because you�re
a federal employee,

so let�s keep it manageable.

What would I be looking at

if I did admit
to what you�re talking about?

We�d have to talk to
the judge and the attorney --

see if we can get them
to calm down

and take things
into consideration.

I�d be looking at federal
charges no matter what

for sending it
through the mail.

You know
how the system works, Tim?

Everything is negotiable.

And if one side
of the table, US,

feels that we�re being respected
and cooperated with,

we can help out the other side
of the table. That�s you.

Tell US what happened.

We already know
your friend lalene

gave you the santeria powder
last week.

If you don�t,
we just toss you to the FBI,

and nowadays they do
whatever the hell they want.

It�s gonna go down, Tim.

And if you wait to talk, it�s
gonna cost you twice as much.

Did you know that all a woman
has to do is allege abuse --

allege --
and it�s over with?

This is what your wife did?

We were fighting a lot.
I found out she was cheating.

She knew I was gonna divorce
her ass, and so sh--

she made her move.

Who�d she notify
about the abuse?
Cops.

So an immediate
restraining order.

I was out of the house
that day.

I didn�t get to see my kids
for two months.

I couldn�t go
within 100 feet of them

waiting for a medical exam
of my daughter,

which my wife and her lawyer
kept delaying.

Then I finally get to see them,
but it�s gotta be supervised

in a neutral location,

so we meet at the office
of child protective services.

Damn social worker
makes out a report --

says my daughter seems
apprehensive in my presence.

Well, no kidding!

I haven�t seen her
in two months,

we�re meeting
in some office building,

and who knows
what her mom has told her?!

When you went to court,

did the judge want to hear
your side of it?

Hell, no. She just bought
the whole thing.

My wife and her lawyer
are lying through their teeth

about something --

about something
that I would never do

in a million years.

You mail any other
letters out, Tim?

No.

I sent those letters...

Out of frustration.

I�m sorry!

And if you could talk with
the judge and my wife�s lawyer,

maybe they can take
into consideration

what i�ve been through.

We�ll do what we can.

I mean, it�s New York City.
You don�t really need a car.

Yeah, they�re more hassle
than they�re worth.

You two are talking like
i�ll never see it again.

No. You�re gonna see it
again.

You know, just --

yeah, just something
to keep in mind.

He go?

He�s writing up a statement.

We�ve been talking it over
with my boss,

and the feeling is we should
defer prosecution to the FBI.

They�d get a lot more bang
for the buck.

Yeah, okay.

He knows his wife�s attorney
went d. O. A.?

No, we held off on that.

Let me break it to him
before the feds move in.

Sure. I�ll give them
a heads up right now.

And, Clark,

captain fraker wants you
down at I. A. B. Immediately.

Yeah, i�m helping him get
his DVD player hooked up.

He probably put the red thing
in the blue hole again.

You talk to a lawyer yet?

If it�s heading that way,
i�ll call you.

So, let�s get a description
of this carjacker.

Okay.

So, this guy was white?

Yes.

What did he look like?
He had lupine features.

But what did he look like?

I�m telling you.
But he did have a Roman nose.

His nose had
a prominent bridge,

and he had long,
blondish highlights.

I couldn�t tell you
if they were real.

Okay, so, he was blond?

Blond highlights.

Let�s start over.

Hey, John, John,
your car�s on TV.

Where�d they find it?

Going about 90 on the l.I.E.

The suspect has refused
to pull over,

despite having at least
five police cars in pursuit.

Once again, you�re looking
at the long island expressway.

The driver of this vehicle

is believed to have
attempted a robbery

at a liquor store
earlier in the day,

after which he stole
this car.

Attempts to evade police are
never successful, are they?

I can�t say with complete
certainty that they never are,

but as long as i�ve been
in the air,

i�d say --
he crashed!

He crashed! No!

Look at that!

The suspect
has crashed his car!

You got insurance, right?

I�d like to be alone right now
if you don�t mind.

...all over the road --

really a tremendous crash.

The driver looks to be okay,

which is a miracle if you look
at the damage to that car.

Have a seat, detective.

Hi, pop.

John.

So...your dad has informed me
of the mix-up.

You claim to be
the detective John Clark

who was seeing the whore
in order to protect your dad.

Yeah.

Heartwarming.

And this isn�t dad
covering for son?

No.

Check my home phone records.
You�ll see calls to her.

The dead whore had a tattoo
on her tailbone,

right above her ass crack.

If this was your girl,
you can tell me what it was.

It�s a butterfly.

We have a winner.

But I was not involved in

nor do I have any knowledge
regarding her death.

Yeah, I know.
The squad has the perp.

When?

Three hours ago some junkie
tried a robbery -- went bad.

So, then, we�re done now?

You�re restored to full duty.

You can go.
Dad stays.

Go ahead, John.

Want me to notify anybody,
get you a lawyer?

I can handle it.
You sure, dad?

I�ll check on you later.

Yes, i�m here.

The bill of sale and the title
are in the car,

which is currently twisted
like a pretzel,

so, no,
I can�t get it to you.

What�s going on?

The...case cleared.

Some junkie killed her
trying to pull off a robbery,

which fraker knew about most
of the day but didn�t tell me.

Putting the screws to you,

hoping to turn you
into a rat for I. A. B.?

Yeah. Well...

It�s over with.

My dad�s still down there,
though.

They called him in?

He went down there on his own.
He told them everything.

He�s looking at a major hit.

I won�t be surprised
if he puts in his papers.

I don�t know.

I guess i�ll call him
in a little bit.

I�m glad it worked out.

That was big of your dad.

Yeah. He stepped up.

Hey.

If I was a little abrupt
earlier,

I apologize.

What are you doing later?

I don�t know.

Call me when you get home.
All right.

They treat you right here.

When I was on patrol,
I responded to a bar fight.

Owner took a liking to me.

I bet.

You having fun?

It�s nice being out with you.

But do you like the club?

...yeah.
Yeah, for a club.

You don�t go out much.

No, not to bars.
I mean, you can�t relax.

You always gotta be
the sheriff, you know?

People getting in fights,
doing drugs --

how far do you let it go
before you have to get involved?

Relax.

Have a good time.

All right.
Another cosmo?

Ooh. Why, thank you
very much.

Are you crazy?!

Did I bump into you, baby?

My mistake, man.

I didn�t know
she was your girl.

Just apologize
and we�ll be cool.

It�s okay.
It�s fine.

It was a mistake, man.
Apologize.

Don�t worry about it.

I know you don�t want to back
down in front of your boy,

but you�re gonna apologize
or we�ll take this outside.

And I got no problem
kicking your ass, too.

Sorry.

You see, that�s why
I don�t go out --

nothing but drunks
and bullies,

and i�m not the type of guy
to take anything.

That�s what happens when you
hang out with a fine woman.

Is that why?

All right, it�s over with.
Let�s have fun.

Let�s go someplace quiet.

There�s this little coffeehouse
down the block.

We�ll grab a table.

Okay.

Okay. Then you gotta rinse
after every stroke.

That�s right.

I know.

Can I shave you?

No.

Why not?

Because real shavers
have metal blades,

and you can cut yourself,

which is why I don�t want to see
you anywhere near this thing.

Besides, you need more practice
with your toothbrush first.

I know what i�m doing.

No, see,
when you shave your neck,

you shave up,
like I told you.

I thought you knew what you
were doing, smarty-pants.

I do.

All right, keep practicing.

Hey.

What�s going on?
You all right? Come on in.

No, no, i�m good.

I just came by to say thanks
for backing me up.

I don�t know what you did,

but i�m guessing my dad
didn�t show up out of the blue.

How�s he doing?

He�s good.

Dad, how�s this?

Theo�s going for his
driver�s test tomorrow.

He wants to look presentable.

Think you missed a spot
over here, squirt.

Go and take care of it.

I�ll let you guys get back to --
just wanted to say thanks.

Your dad putting in
his papers?

No. He got a 10-day rip.

10 days? That�s it?

Yeah.
I�ll see you tomorrow.

I was more caught up
in what people thought of me

than what you
were going through.

I�m not blaming you
for that.

No, i�m not saying you are.

It�s just that�s
what I was doing,

and I feel bad about it.

Hell with that.

How about we just put
this whole thing behind US?

But watching you lie to me --
and I knew you were lying --

what you got to understand

is that my dad --
he�s my only family,

and i�d rather stick up for him
and lose my job

than sell him out
and keep it.

I�m talking about
when you lied to me, John.

Okay.

You don�t ever
have to lie to me.

Okay.

Um...four months and this is
our first bump in the road.

That�s worth something.

Four and a half months.

Almost five.

That�s really something.

Absolutely.