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- Right away. - Right away.

Please stay inside. I got somebody on it right away. Okay.

All units, zone 10, man with a gun in an alley.

We got a street to be repaired. We need some barricades.

We got one hole about six or seven feet deep.

- Let me give you another number. - I'll get a crew from Streets out there.

See anything else?

So anyway, what do we got?

Have a shot, kid. A little nerve tonic.

I'm not nervous. All right? I just gotta take a leak.

- Gotta take a leak, do it. - On some poor bastard's grave?

What do you give a shit? If someone was smart

they'd rip out all these graves and plant tomatoes.

These people are no good. They're dead.

Say, hey, hey, hey, hey, Cub fans.

I sure hope to hell you all are there because we got the big game today.

That's right. Today is our day, baby.

Dig this, man. All you cats on the home team, listen up.

Spider's getting ready to make the big play

and if you mothers drop that ball, Spider's...

- What's happening, doc? - There you are.

- Cool it. - You take too long.

- We ain't got far. - Every day you're late.

Ain't got far to go.

Get your ass in the car. Fuck the cigarette smoking. Get in.

- I got a million places to go. - Let's get the hell out of here.

- They'll be waiting, man. It's our money... - Okay, home team. Ready in the bullpen.

- Copy, shortstop. Double play. - We got them now.

Center is in.

- Where's Cragie? - Talk to me, left field.

Damn it. Ready, sir. Left field is in position.

Okay, guys, runner on first base.

- You got them in sight? - We got our eyes on them.

He's heading for the alley.

What the fuck is this? I get up early,

this guy's got my nose in his pocket at 6:30 a.m.

I come around here, funky neighborhoods. I'm sick of it.

I been sitting on the phone three days.

I'm glad to get out, though, in a way, to tell you the truth.

You can't tell nobody about this kind of stress.

How's somebody gonna relate to that?

Here we go. Nice and easy, now. Nice and easy.

Leave a space for the good guys.

Baby, I ain't never letting the car out of my sight.

This is lovely. Look at this.

Zarro and Abad went to Brazil. Took 12 people. Gonna have a party.

This is my vacation. Look, ain't this nice?

I'm telling you, Spider, this ain't my style, man.

I can dig it, baby. It's even too much like real work even for me.

You'll have everything you want in two hours, all the action you need.

Trick or treat. Smell my feet.

- Come on, baby. Pompas, come on. - Back off.

Come on, baby. Do your thing. Do your thing, baby.

Hey, we're clean. What do you think, we're goddamn fools?

- Watch it. Watch it. - Don't you know these guys, Spider?

- We ought to get married. - Just want to do business.

This fucking guy is nervous. Does he speak English?

Man. I can't believe this guy, man.

- Do this every fucking time. - I should've taken a Valium.

Here. Found you a present.

Hey, man, these things will test your head.

- Trust me. - I trust you.

Well, I'll trust you too when I get everything.

You're gonna get what you want, man.

I like the way it sounds. Where's that money? That'll be mine until it's yours.

These guys are ordering me up the hallway. This guy's got a gun up my ass.

I don't like people that don't shake my hand. I don't give a fuck who.

I don't care where they come from or what they represent.

I don't dig motherfuckers that don't shake my hand. Who does he think he is?

Come on, Eenie. Move your ass. Come on.

What the hell are those guys up to?

They're going to work.

- Come on. Let's go. - At this hour?

Don't worry about it. Let it roll. They got a hardass for a boss, like us.

You know where that's at. I just wanna get out of here real quick. And I wanna

you know, find out what's going on here today.

Christ.

- Told you I'd bring you to the right place. - Scares me shitless.

- Tell him I think that's a nice decoration. - Watch it. Watch it. Cool it, man.

- You looking at that man's old lady. - Come on. Give me a break, man.

- Man, Victor's got the best. - The best.

You Comacho dudes are too much, man.

I can't believe you guys. I see your boy...

This really looks right, man. I feel some rocks in here.

- Looks good. Make a lot of people happy. - Damn right.

By the numbers.

I know they got a good reputation. I'm doing this because

my people expect me to do this. You know? I'm not trying to insult the guy.

He said you got diarrhea of the mouth.

Oh, yeah? Tell him that's too bad. I thought he had more class.

There you go. That's the color I need. Let's go.

- How's that? - Okay.

Okay, everybody. Get ready.

Right field's clear. Those painters are out of the way.

What are you talking about?

A crew of painters went into the building next door.

- They're gonna wreck that building. - Call them in.

Jump Street, let's move. Move.

Like I told you, Vic, you can always depend on Spider.

Go.'

Get the door, Cragie. The door. Get the door.

Come on. Roll it. Roll it. Roll it.

Come on! Let's go! Let's go!

In the bag.'

Come on! Come on!

Check the girl!

Check that guy! Come on!

All right. Come on! All right. That's enough!

Forget it, Eenie! We're out of here!

- Got one in the hallway. - Against the wall. Come on. Let's go.

He's going around to the front!

Come on!

Shit.

I'm okay. Go. Go. Go.

Motherfucking son of a bitch!

Damn it!

- Cragie? Cragie? - It's okay. I got the son of a bitch.

Cover the stairs.

Citywide units, we have an officer shot. 4830 Kenmore. Request for ambulances.

Several gunshot victims. Use caution.

There are plainclothes units on the scene. Zone three radio.

Damn.

I told you to stay in there.

Take it easy, Kopalas.

- Sarge... - The kid didn't dust him. I did.

Him or me, Sarge.

The kid saw the whole thing.

Tell him, Nick.

Yeah. Yeah, that's what happened.

Stay here, Cragie.

Let's go.

I want this kept clear.

Did you Miranda that guy?

Come on. Don't do that. Do you have any idea how much these things cost?

Eddie, listen to this. A bait shop. We get some worms, some minnows.

We don't have to get real worms. They're a storage problem. We'll get rubber ones.

You goddamn Dr. Jekyll! He's a butcher.

You know, Sarge, I don't think these guys know their friends.

I'm getting tired of this shit. Hey, Efren

what's gonna happen to you clowns when big, bad Luis comes from Bogotá?

I'll tell you what'll happen.

Your ass is gonna be freeze-dried and fried. Your goose is cooked.

You gotta have some idea who did it.'

- Who'd you fuck over? - Luis ain't gonna like it...

You want a tune-up, fuck face?

Hey, Sarge. You know why a Comacho's like a cue ball?

Because the harder you hit them, the better their English. Wanna play pool?

Save it, Brennan.

Book them.

Come on. Come on. Talk. Talk to me.

What do you know?

- What about Vito and Eenie? - Keep your eyes closed.

Come on.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. All right. All right. - Ready?

- Meet you in an hour. - Now open.

- Happy birthday, Mom. - I am so glad you're here.

- Happy birthday, Molly. - Molly.

Molly, come here. Come on. Come on.

I want you to pack me a bag for the lake. Come on! I'm in a hurry!

- But why? - Business. Now move! Do what I tell you!

Papa.

- Don't do it, Mama. - Hey! None of your lip today.

I cannot believe you. Nothing's changed. Today's Mom's birthday.

She deserves better than this, and so do we.

Hey, Tony. Sorry I'm late. Got stuck in traffic. Picked up something nice.

Fucking Victor Camacho's alive. Vito and Eenie are dead.

Jesus Christ. You pulled that hit?

- Don't go, Diana. - I can't stay here, Grandma.

You put somebody on the house, and you look after her.

Have you gone crazy? You're starting a war, putting the whole outfit on the line.

- They're looking to starch your uncle. - You keep your mouth shut.

What Mr. Scalese don't know won't hurt him.

Happy birthday.

Cragie, you're assigned to headquarters until the hearing.

Hearing?

Who called for a hearing? That goddamn little punk tried to shoot me in the back!

Sit down.

- Lucy Partida. - That commie piece of shit?

Shut up, Cragie! Partida's demanded a formal hearing.

You'll be under oath. The department will provide a lawyer unless you got one.

A Citizens' Review Board member is waiting to talk to you.

Doesn't sound like you've got anything to worry about.

Kopalas, you work with Cusack until this is over.

- Yes, sir. - All right. That'll be all.

Thank you, sir.

- Where'd they take Dorato? - County. He'll be okay. Listen.

I don't have time to be nurse-maiding a rookie. I don't need a partner.

That's right. You don't need a partner. You need a goddamn keeper!

Jesus Christ, how do I explain this one downtown?

We gave you 600 man-hours.

You took a month to plan the thing, and what do you got to show?

Eight bodies, one dead informant, one of my best men shot, for chrissake.

You'll have me back on the beat, busting perverts in the park.

We've got a bigger problem. This Luis Camacho's crazy.

- He's not gonna take this lying down. - That's all I need, a goddamn war.

- What about this business with Cragie? - You know what I think of Cragie.

All right. I'll deal with downtown.

You find out who burned the Comachos before they do.

Kates.

Hey, Eddie, you had a good setup. Too bad it went to hell.

Yeah.

Luis, the war does no good for any of us.

- It can only make what's bad worse. - Get them out of here.

And fix them up. I want them beautiful for their mother.

My brothers, I promise you blood for blood.

Oh, yeah? So, what'd he say then?

- Well, he said, "Sure, that'd be fine." - How you doing, Sarge?

- I really appreciate your help on this. - That's quite all right.

It's so overwhelming.

Hey, I'd like to talk to you.

One day, I would like to give you a gift of a Columbian necktie.

Very special. You slit the throat, pull out the tongue, and on you

- it would look beautiful. - Why don't you give it to me right now?

Come. We're running late.

Hey, Eddie, you'd better grow eyes in the back of your head.

Come on. Good shot again, Eddie. That's it. Keep it up. That's nice.

Come on. Come on.

Good combination. Come on, Eddie. Look out.

Come on. Come on, again. Come on. He's running.

- Shit. Oh, man. - You okay?

Out of my way, you side of beef.

- Hey, Rich. - Hey, partner.

- Are you all right? - I'm all right, man.

- How's the foot? - Swinging. Listen to this.

Two G's, we open up a beef and sausage stand just outside of Wrigley Field.

You dish out the beef, I take in the cash. Free games.

I happen to have a contact downtown.

Well, how are we gonna watch the games if we're hawking hot dogs?

I never thought of that.

Hey, Davis. I want to have a word with you, man.

Hey, Amano, when you're through playing with that thing, I want to talk to you.

Joey, I want you to help me get signatures on this petition for Cragie.

- Yeah, no problem. - Think we're down to 14th.

At lunchtime we'll get somebody here.

I think we can find someone knows how to read.

Beautiful.

Hey, Gus. Put that down and sit up for me.

I want you to sign this. It's for Cragie. All right?

Attention all senior personnel.

There's a demonstration of the Prowler Tactical Assist Robot at 1600 hours.

- Higher. - Attendance is required.

- Good shot, Eddie. - Hey, Cusack.

How about taking the gloves off to sign this for Cragie?

- About the hearing? - You bet.

- I pass. - What the fuck's the matter with you?

He's burned out, Brennan, and you know it.

Get off your high horse. He made a couple mistakes. The man was a hero.

What does a bunch of civilians know about coming up some staircase

day after day, scared out of your shorts?

They only know we're supposed to protect them.

If Cragie doesn't get off the streets, he'll kill somebody else

or he's gonna get somebody killed. Maybe even you, Brennan.

Thanks a lot, Sarge. You're a real prince.

Here we go. Come on. Good shot. One more time. Come on, Eddie.

The Prowler's weapons complement includes one imported recoilless rifle

two Mark 19 grenade launchers and twin HB.50-caliber machine guns.

I have sufficient firepower to neutralize a wide variety of security threats.

As you can see, this lightweight hand-held control unit

enables you to direct my movements,

while simultaneously operating the various weapons systems

either in manual or full automatic mode.

In full automatic mode, my infrared heat sensors and Doppler radar

mean I am able to acquire moving targets at night

without assistance from the operator.

That concludes the program demonstration.

And now, our factory representative will discuss the features

of the simplified Mark 2 hand-held control system.

After the gyros are locked,

any movement of the hand controller is duplicated by the Prowler.

The simple control system means that even semi-skilled employees can...

He's talking about you, Cusack. So pay attention.

We've all got to qualify on this. It's the future.

As they say, even a child can operate it.

You're looking at the perfect cop. Damn thing follows orders.

- Another gun without a brain. - Twin 50 mm machine guns

can be linked to the laser range and guidance system for target orientation.

If the commander would pick someone to elude Prowler,

I'll show you our target acquisition system.

Halt. Police. Throw down your weapon.

We will not harm you.

Please place your hands above your head.

- Drop it. - You are under arrest.

Please do not resist. Thank you for your cooperation.

Eenie Verona is the gentleman's name. Looks like you did a hell of a job on him.

- Know him? - Yeah, he's just a punk thief.

Looks like he graduated.

- Well, he sure flunked house painting. - He had an uncle.

Served time together. What the hell's his name?

- Gaglioni? - Gamiani.

Gamiani. I think we should get to know him better.

This Gamiani is a real swinger, huh?

- Goodbye. - Take it easy, baby. I'll be back. Real quick.

Here we go.

Well, he is the most active one of all.

But he's got great eyes. Doesn't he? What about the lion?

Yeah.

Oh, look at that one. He is standing up by his cage.

- He's trying to figure out what we're doing. - Yeah.

His pretty, white breast, isn't that pretty?

- See, is that a leopard? Do you guys know? - Yeah, it's a leopard.

Well, that's good.

And...

- I'll be back in a second. - Okay.

She is kind of young for that old guy. Don't you think?

What the hell is going on? This isn't panning out.

- The guy is looking... - Why don't you watch, kid?

Learn something.

- What are you doing here? - Your papa worries about you.

Get out of here, Lou, and leave me alone.

Come on. We're gonna go see the ducks. Okay?

- But I don't wanna see the ducks. - What's wrong with ducks?

Yeah.

- Yeah, come on. Let's take it up. - Hey, Jenna.

- Hi. - Hey, sweetheart.

Okay, bye.

Diana, thanks again.

What's so funny?

Enough, already.

We're following them, they're following her

and nobody knows nothing.

Come on.

Let's find out something.

Stay here.

God!

- How are you? - Congratulations.

- I'm glad you made it. - My pleasure.

Oh, excuse me. This is Mrs. Wilson. Mrs. Wilson, this is my friend, Diana.

- Hi. - How do you do?

- This must be like a breakthrough. - Well, it is.

In fact, I just sold my first piece to Mrs. Wilson here.

Terrific. I really like your new stuff a lot. Especially the dead dog series.

When did you do that? That's great.

I got the idea when I was working at the pound.

I'm gonna go see some of the other stuff. Bye-bye.

Thanks a lot for stopping by. I'll see you downstairs maybe later.

He is really a character.

I would love to help you.

We should set up a date, and I can help you hang it.

- That's wonderful. - No, I'd be delighted.

Have you seen some of the other stuff?

Excuse me

who was that girl you were talking to, the one in black? I think I know her.

Diana Luna.

- Understand it? - Sure. Don't you?

I'm Eddie Cusack.

I make it Eddie the cop.

That obvious, huh?

Listen, I don't know where my father is, and frankly, I don't give a damn.

I have nothing to do with my father's business,

Uncle Scalese's business or any of it? So why don't you just leave me alone?

Well, it's nice meeting you.

Well, I thought I was feeling good, but...

Happy?

You bet.

- Can I use your phone? - Yeah, right over there.

Kobas, this is Sergeant Cusack.

I want a team to cover a house on the southwest side.

Luna. L-U-N-A. Anthony.

Yeah, crazy Tony Luna.

I don't know if he's around, but if he shows up, bring him in. Thanks.

Catch you later.

That's a very nice choice.

Oh, yeah.

Hey, are you comfortable?

You're wasting the show.

Tony's not even in town.

He'll get the word.

Mrs. Luna, come away from the window.

- How about yourself? - Oh, don't worry about me.

- I'll take care of him. - Take care.

Wait here.

- Eddie, I can back you up. - Stay by the radio.

- Felix, you all right? - Yeah, yeah.

Get me yesterday's numbers on Phoenix.

What the hell are you doing here?

Off, asshole.

Cusack.

The modern age's answer to the crystal ball.

Marvelous, if you know how to read it.

Listen, if you've got some extra cash, buy oranges.

The price is low, and I can promise you there's gonna be a trucking strike.

Is that a bribe, Mr. Scalese?

It's a prediction.

No, I wouldn't try to bribe Eddie Cusack.

They tell me you're incorruptible, untarnished.

I hear they call you "Stainless Steel" on the street.

Me, I think you're a pain in the ass.

I'm looking for one of your nephews.

- Tony Luna. - Goodbye, Mr. Cusack.

There's a shit storm coming, old man, and you can stop it.

Goodbye, Mr. Cusack.

- Nobody talks, right? - That's right, sergeant.

Just like the cops. Just like the Comachos.

Nobody talks.

Omertà.

I'm gonna find Tony Luna

and I'm gonna nail his ass

and anyone else connected to him. You got that?

Why, you punk! Nobody threatens me.

It's not a threat, Mr. Scalese.

It's a prediction.

Roger, Homicide. That's south of the main entrance of Lincoln Park Conservatory.

Victim is male Caucasian. Multiple knife wounds. Coroner's on the scene.

Request for laboratory backup.

Tony Luna's bagman.

They call that a Columbian necktie.

Found the manager of Tony's restaurant on a meat hook in the kitchen.

Looked like someone tried to carve a canoe out of him.

Tony's used car lot on Ashland is burning as we speak.

Head salesman is fried zucchini.

Oh, Jesus. It's starting.

Let's go.

- Good morning, Mrs. Luna. - Good morning.

Don't the eggplants look wonderful?

They're all over the place, in the house and out in the street. Looks like a war zone.

How many victims, 1021?

Five. Four adult females, one adult male. All Caucasian.

This is Cusack. Was there a girl, late teens, brownish hair?

Negative. We got four adult females, pretty chewed up.

- The youngest looks about 40. - What kind of people are these guys?

What's it about? I'm not going. I don't have to go.

Your mother got killed.

Take it easy.

Just put your jacket on.

Let's get out of here. Come on.

Stick with me.

Run.

- Stay here. - Hey, they went that way.

Angel!

Let her go.

Take out your weapons. Left hand.

Up against the wall. Move it!

Shit.

You heard me, Angel.

Diana, come here.

Back.'

Angel, let her go.

Eddie!

Come on!

Wait.

Angel!

One more step, I'll cut her head off!

Give it up.'

Get your ass up.

Shit!

No!

Is it true?

Yeah.

And the National Weather Service...

Keep your goddamn pants on.

Eddie, what the hell is going on? Come on in.

Fred Pirelli, Diana Luna.

Hi, kid.

She won't go into protective custody, and I couldn't leave her out there alone.

I hate putting you on the spot like this.

I spent 30 years on the spot.

Can you put her up till I find her old man?

Whatever you need.

Hey, Brennan, I heard you're gonna retire when you sober up.

In that case, I'll never retire.

Dorato, you only gotta buy one boot now. You're getting off cheap.

Are you serious? I'm sick about it.

These boots were handmade in Italy. They cost $17.50 with the police discount.

Hey, Eddie. Yeah, it's me.

Yeah. Hey, why don't you come by and tip a few?

Come on. Come on. Have a few beers with me. It'll do you good.

Oh, come-- Do I know it's late? I know it's late.

Hey, Eddie. I gotta talk to you.

Yeah, at Mike's.

All right. Great. Okay. Thanks, pal.

What the fuck are you doing?

Look, could you try and relax, Flash?

Now, this is gonna be a slide, man. Easy in, easy out.

- Piece of cake, man. Nothing to it. - German chocolate cake.

- Piece of cake, man! - You got it.

- Sure you checked it out, man? - Trust me.

- You sure? - Look, man. You know the drill.

- I go to the back. - Right.

- You go to the bar. You order a drink. - Right.

- What you gonna order? - What's the difference?

You got to know what you're gonna order...

You're starting to make me nervous. Relax. Have a toothpick.

Man, fuck a toothpick, man! Let's go get some money.

Hey, Nick! You ought to crash, babe. You had a heck of a day.

Yeah, yeah. Hey, how you doing?

Hey, Nicky, how are you?

Hurry up. I got women who wanna sign this.

- It's a piece of art. - It's a piece of shit, is what it is. Hurry up.

- Just don't become a ballerina. - Yeah.

What's up?

- How you doing? - Open house tonight.

Give me a Black Russian and a Courvoisier.

Straight up.

Where's all the dancing girls, shaving their legs?

All right! Get your hands up, motherfuckers!

Hey, which of you two guys is the brains of the outfit?

You stupid motherfucker.' Dumb cocksucker!

- Bring that piece of shit over here. - Worm-brain motherfucker, you!

- Spread them. Kiss the bar. - My old lady told me he was fucked up.

Do I listen? "It's gonna be a piece of cake, man."

"Gonna be a slide, man."

- Should've listened to my old lady. - Screw your old lady, man.

Guys, cuff them and get them out of here.

- Give me your paw. - They're making them dumber every day.

Just let her get some sleep.

- That's what I need too, real bad. - Get some, and take care.

I'll call you from the hearing tomorrow.

- Here's some tea. - Thanks.

What if you...

What do you do if you don't have someone?

You find someone.

Will you hold me?

You'll be fine.

I'll see you tomorrow.

- You talk big with my hands cuffed. - I'd kick your ass handcuffed or not.

- You'd be black and blue. You know it. - Man, fuck you.

- Shoot me so I don't have to listen to him. - Hey, man...

- Why don't y'all put the damn guns away? - Think you're John Wayne?

I'll make you Jane Wayne unless you shut the fuck up.

Hey! Who ordered the Courvoisier?

- Hey, Sarge. - Hey, Sarge.

- What's this? - These morons tried to stick us up.

We called the station 45 minutes ago for the wagon. They didn't believe us.

- Thought we were putting them on. - Eddie!

Eddie, partner, come here.

How you doing? I want you to meet a couple friends of mine.

This is Ruthie. She's a dental hygienist. Very oral.

And this is Marlene. She works for a proctologist. Don't turn your back on her.

- Have a drink. I got a proposition for you. - Later, Rich.

Just let me plant two words in your brain.

Alligator farming.

- Alligator farming? - Yeah.

Yeah.

It'll work.

Thanks.

- How's the girl? - She's fine.

That fucker. What's he doing down here?

- A beer? - No.

Val, give me another Southern Comfort. Will you?

You know, I really wanna be a good cop, Eddie.

- Sometimes I get so scared, you know? - Only a fool doesn't get scared.

So easy for you. Like you got all the answers, you know?

But for me, I don't...

I don't know.

Hey, can I have some peanuts here, please?

Cragie planted the gun on that kid.

He just wasted him. Blew him away.

And then I went right along with it.

My partner.

I don't know what I'm gonna do about that hearing tomorrow.

Tell the truth.

See? You make it sound so easy.

How the... I got a wife. I got a kid.

And you're telling me to commit suicide.

How am I supposed to live with these guys if I sell out my own partner?

And if you don't?

- Cragie gets away with it. - And a chance to do it again.

- It was a mistake. It was a fucking accident. - Kid was killed because of it.

I know it! Don't you think I fucking know that...

I see that boy's face every time I close my eyes, Eddie.

Tell it like it is, Nick.

I'll back you up.

- See you guys later. - Yeah, okay, Eddie.

Well, look what's here. Nice to see you out with the boys for a change, Cusack.

Cragie.

They say my sergeant wouldn't sign for me.

- Wanna tell me why? - You know why.

No. Tell me.

- You don't belong on the streets anymore. - Fuck you. Where do you get off?

Right about here.

Good night, Sarge.

If it was dark, officer, how were you sure Vega had a gun?

We got lucky. There was a glint of light, a reflection off the barrel of the weapon.

Officer Cragie, you have heard Mrs. Murillo's testimony.

Yes, ma'am.

You have heard her tell this panel she saw you lay the gun in her grandson's hand.

I'm not saying the woman would make this up, but there's no way

she could've seen anything from where she was standing in a hallway that dark.

Like you said, she's the boy's grandmother.

Hey, young lady.

You are about to have the specialty of the house, Eggs Pirelli.

You got your protein, your carbohydrates, vitamin D, vitamin C.

Good for you. Strength. Eat now.

Eat.

And right after you heard Officer Cragie's gun discharge, what did you do then?

- I immediately advanced down the hall. - And what did you see?

The deceased, Vega, lying on the floor.

- Officer Cragie was checking his vital signs. - What happened then?

We recovered a.25-caliber automatic from the teenager's right hand.

Did you see that weapon in Vega's hand before Officer Cragie fired?

Yes, ma'am.

No more questions.

- You made that uniform look good. - That guy next to me,

handsome devil. That's Eddie's dad.

Better than a good cop.

He was killed in the line of duty, '71.

An accident.

- What do you want? - Gas company.

How you doing?

I can't comment on that. It was over before I got there.

- You are his superior officer. Are you not? - Cragie's in my unit. Yes.

Did you request that Officer Cragie be on your TAC Team?

I did not.

Sergeant, I have here a department document dated 24 September of last year.

It is a request by you to have Officer Cragie transferred to another unit.

- Are you familiar with this document? - I am.

Why did you request his transfer?

Maybe 30 years is too long for anyone to look at the city's guts, Ms. Partida.

Are you saying you do not believe Officer Cragie is fit to work the streets of Chicago?

That's what I'm saying.

Come on, lady. Give the guy a break. Will you?

Fuck me? No. Fuck you.

- What do you think about that? - Why you arguing with him?

He took me off Tactical. He didn't want me on Tactical.

Operator, can you check 555-6610 for me, please?

Seems to me the man's got his tongue stuck to his asshole.

Hey, that don't bother him. He's a fucking white knight.

Sorry, sir. The number seems to be out of service. I'll report it if you want me...

Wanna take on the whole world by yourself?

Now you're gonna get your chance, Cusack.

We just got here, Sarge.

- It was a friend of yours. Wasn't he? - More than a friend.

- Where's the girl? - There was nobody else.

Squad, this is 1462. I need backup.

Have 64 and 63 from TAC 4 meet me at the billiard parlor on 18th near Halsted.

10-4, 1462.

Come in, 1463.

- 1463, come in. - Come on, Brennan! Chow time!

1463, you've got 1462 requesting backup.

Meet him at the pool hall, 18th and Halsted.

Unit 1463 here. We can't respond on that. We've got a drug purchase in progress.

You wanna reassign that?

Anybody got an assist car for 18th and Halsted?

Got a one-man TAC Team going into a pool hall.

5447, we've got a call from zone 10 for backup.

Tactical sergeant 1462 needs assistance at the pool hall at 18th and Halsted.

Can you help him out? He's a one-man unit.

5447. We got a dead dog here

blocking traffic on Washington. We're waiting for animal control.

We're tailing a suspicious vehicle southbound on Wells.

Hey, Jack, do you have a backup for 18th and Halsted?

You heard what happened. Who's gonna back him up?

You're playing fucking games.

You wanna respond, I suggest you take a cab.

This car ain't going no place for that son of a bitch.

Zone 10, we're not getting any help for car 62.

Can somebody assist car 62? He's alone.

- Zone 20? - You're breaking up here.

We're going in for a radio check.

Hey, you don't wanna be in here.

If I want your opinion, I'll beat it out of you.

Where is he?

- I don't know what you're talking about! - I want Luis, you fucking punk.

You better get your ass out of here.

Talk, asshole.

He's on his way.

Who wants the first one?

You, amigo?

How about you?

The gun, cabrón.

Take him apart.

Come on. Clip him! Clip him!

Grab his legs!

Grab his legs. Grab his legs!

Victor!

Victor!

Save him.

When the sun comes up, you give me Luna

or the girl dies.

Slowly.

You don't understand, Eddie. Told you, man.

Don't fuss with the Comachos.

Eddie? Eddie?

Eddie!

Where the fuck is he?

Cusack!

Hey, Eddie.

- Jesus Christ. You all right? - I'll live.

Eddie, I'd have been there, but those guys kept it from me.

I've been talking to this friend of mine, works at the federal building.

- You're gonna die. - They've got Diana Luna.

No, no, no.

She got a wire that Tony Luna's been in Wisconsin

and he's coming in town tonight at the Union Station at 10:00.

Hey, Eddie.

Hey, Eddie.'

Hello, Uncle Felix.

You're a bad boy, Tony.

I told you, leave it alone. But, no, you had to start this.

You were always that way.

You're like a kid. You see something, you grab it.

Give it to me.

For what?

I'm only here to cooperate.

There's someone with us, boss.

Move it.

Son of a bitch is crazy!

Get rid of him.

- Don't fuck with me, old man! - Tony, we won't hurt you.'

You tell Luis

I've got Tony Luna.

I want a time and a place.

Got it.

Hey, Cusack, where you going with my car?

Hello, my angel.

Have you had a nice night? I have wonderful news for you. Look at me.

Look at the man.

Daddy's on his way.

He's dead.

Beautiful job. Look at the way it came across.

Keep an eye on that. Watch, it'll be a screen pass to the right.

Hi, Eddie. How are you? Eddie's a heck of a guy, good guy.

Do you know what a screen is?

You don't know what a screen pass is?

All the linebackers and everybody, they throw over the defense.

Understand that?

There you go. You're gonna learn about football.

If you're gonna learn about me, you're gonna have to learn about football.

Now, football...

I want not one, but two guys up there.

- How many guys you put up front? - I got two up there.

Make it four. We're gonna be prepared for anything.

I don't trust this son of a bitch. Victor, take the girl back.

- Okay. - Got a nice present for Luna.

- I got two more guys up the middle. - That's great.

Efren, come with me.

Victor, when this is over, Luna goes back to Bogotá with me.

I don't know. I was in there watching films with my girl.

The next thing I know, he locked the door, he took the truck, went out the south end.

What the hell is going on here?

- Cusack took off with a truckload of armor. - He's a fucking one-man army now.

- The son of a bitch is crazy. - Okay, everybody, no more games.

- Where's Cusack? - He's saving the world.

Eddie's out there alone, and you guys gonna let him die? Fuck all of you.

- Hey, kid. Cool it. - Cool it?

No, no, no, no. You fucking cool it.

I ain't gonna lie for you anymore. He laid a gun on that kid.

- He blew him away. I saw the whole thing. - You fucking little bastard!

Cragie! Kopalas! Come on!

What's this for, partner, your next fuckup?

You better be straight, Kopalas. Your badge is on the line.

If I can't do this right, you could have it.

Get someone in the air! We gotta find Cusack.'

Get out there.

We got him.'

This is Kates. Listen. We got a TAC sergeant in a green spot wagon.

We're looking for him. Who've you got in the air?

Citywide, Calumet Skyway, 130...

- Go get him! - Come on. Let's go!

Get the girl.'

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Get up, you son of a bitch! Get the fuck up!

Come on, Eddie! We told you we'd get you!

Come on, asshole!

- Come on, Pompas. We got him! - Come on out, you chicken shit!

Come on, you bastard!

Come on, Luis! We got him! Pompas!

Efren!

Cusack, you just killed that girl!

You know where to find me.

Hey, Eddie.'

Hey, partner, I got a great idea.

Mail-order Christmas trees.

Well, think about it.

See you tomorrow?

Yeah.