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[Instrumental music]

♪ Sexy sexy sexy

♪ who do you

♪ girl who do you belong to?

♪ My point of view is

♪ girl I think you're hot

♪ if we talked

♪ what words could I describe?

♪ There's no dictionary book

♪ to explain how you look

♪ girl I think you're so...

♪ Sexy sexy sexy

♪ cold-blooded

♪ the way you walk

♪ sexy

♪ the way you talk baby

♪ sexy

♪ mama you're too cool for me

♪ sexy

♪ thank you babe

♪ who are you?

♪ You look like a movie star

♪ yeah what's your name and number? ♪

♪ Is it true

♪ that you think you're hot?

♪ Cold-blooded

♪ what more can I say baby?

♪ Sexy sexy sexy

♪ cold-blooded

♪ the way you walk

♪ sexy sexy sexy

♪ cold-blooded ♪

Freeze!

[Theme music]

Listen, I'm going to meet you up there, alright?

Hey. What happened?

You alright?

Listen, if you're gonna call the hospital, I already checked.

The baby's out, and the mother's still in surgery.

- Damn. - Look, you did your job, j.C.

I messed up is what I did.

Look, she was cooking crack and probably using.

And I shot an unarmed pregnant woman.

There's no way to make that right.

If you want to blame somebody

you're going to have to meet her halfway.

- Alright? - Yeah.

Don't you have a court date or something?

Yeah, I do, so I'm gonna to go take the stand and dazzle them.

- Do your thing, man. - Stay up.

- I want a lawyer. - For what?

We haven't charged you with anything yet.

What game you playing here?

I don't know. You call it. Let's make a deal.

Forget it.

A lawyer now.

He wants a lawyer. I told him that, uh...

He's not under arrest yet.

Want to take a little break?

Sure.

Williams: Now, who sold you the coke?

- What coke? - Come on, man.

Don't... don't waste my time, okay?

Now, I don't even care about your stupid ass.

I want to know who your supplier is.

Is it Freddie James?

- Go to hell. - Yo, sweaty

you don't get it, do you?

Possession, intent to sell...

Now, you're looking at 20 years right there.

Yeah? What you get for shooting a pregnant woman?

[Chuckling]

Look at you, man.

You little bitch.

You know what I'm going to do with you, man?

I ain't going to do nothing.

No jail, no charges, nada.

Why?

What do you suppose

James is going to think when he sees you

running around with no worries?

Hmm?

Williams: Simon rolled on Freddie James.

That bastard, we finally got him.

Cooper: Yeah, well, don't get ahead of yourself, detective.

When I worked narcotics, James was a big fish...

The one that kept on getting away. Not this time.

Do we set up the buy?

Yeah, if Simon will cooperate.

I guess we have no choice, right?

Freddie James controls half the crack in Harlem.

He didn't get there by being stupid.

Let's not let him slip away, alright.

- Yes, ma'am. - Williams.

I need to talk to you a second.

Just so you know, I spoke to the duty captain

about the shooting.

You're not going to have a problem with the review.

- Thank you. - Okay.

What's up with all this security?

I heard you got popped.

Who me?

I don't know nothing about no drugs.

Okay, so everybody just wait. Hold your position, okay?

Why not? You fronted me before.

I need at least a key. Come on.

So, now you need some supplies, what?

Yeah. You can't bake bread without dough.

Say, five keys.

[Laughing]

You trying to burn me, you little bastard?

Yo, Freddie.

Alright, listen up, fellas.

Something is not right.

Hold your position.

Look, I got the money. I got people waiting on me.

I'll tell you what.

- You got one shot to live. - No, Freddie, no.

- Do it! - Not like this!

- Move! - What are you doing?

No, Freddie! [Gunshots]

On the ground. On the ground.

Come on, turn. Come on.

Open this thing up.

Damn it!

Let's get this party started, alright?

Sure thing, my man.

I'm going to waive counsel right now.

'Cause you haven't got anything.

You sure about that?

You sent an amateur to entrap me?

So he panicked and pulled his gun and I pulled mine.

I had to shoot him.

Self-defense.

He pulled out an unloaded weapon.

Like I said, he was an amateur.

The problem with that is

we know Simon was unarmed

when we sent him in.

All I know is that he pulled a gun on me.

Well, you know that, my man

because you gave it to him.

- Prove it. - I saw you, my man.

Me, too and, uh, I think...

- Moreno saw it, too, right? - You're lying.

Well, now, who do you think the jury's going to believe?

Three upstanding detectives?

Or one lowlife drug dealer?

You can't do that.

Oh, I cansend you upstate

for 25 years pushing weights.

Trying to get rid of that little chicken chest of yours.

Oh, yeah. Get yourself real big sexy chest.

- You meant to love that. - Well, wait up.

Say, I were to... cooperate. What are you offering?

Now, that's what I like to hear... cooperation, yeah.

Check this out, my man.

Now, you tell us who the hell is bringing this cocaine up here

and then, I think we'll be able to work something out for you.

I want immunity and witness protection.

Excuse me, detectives. Sorry to interrupt.

I'm Ron Lathan Mr. James' attorney.

What are you doing here?

I'm saving you, Freddie.

Now, gentlemen, if you'll excuse us.

What did you say your name is?

I'm Ron Lathan, and this interview is over.

[Coughs]

Ron Lathan.

Hey, are they still... Oh, never mind.

So what happened?

Oh, yeah. He's ready to sing.

I called for a warrant on his residence and business.

- Should I cancel? - No. Leave it, just in case.

You got it. Oh, listen. The hospital just called.

The mother's going to make it.

Good.

♪ My cipher keeps movin' like a rollin' stone... ♪

♪ Oh no no no oh ohh ♪

Cooper: What's going on?

John: I bought this with my... - What's going on?

- I bought this shirt myself... - What's going on?

Dad gave me this shirt, and now

this idiot's getting it all sweaty.

- Shut up. - Meghan!

- Bitch. - Whoa. No. No.

Meghan, go up to your room for a few minutes, please.

Stop it. Go ahead.

Now, I don't care what that argument was about

but if I ever hear that word come out of your mouth

towards your sister again, you're going to get it.

Oh, yeah? Get it from who, huh?

Dad? We know he's not coming back.

Why would you say that?

'Cause maybe I don't believe he's

working too late and can't come home every night.

I can't hear you with your hand in front of your mouth.

Maybe I don't believe that he's working too late

to come home every night.

He walked out on us, didn't he?

No, he didn't. No, John. Now, don't worry about anything.

Why don't you go upstairs and talk to your sister?

You know how she gets, alright.

Please tell her you're sorry and give her the shirt back.

You understand?

Williams: How's she doing?

There's some nerve damage, but she's going to make it.

What about the baby?

Little girl's in high-risk neonatal.

Her lungs were underdeveloped. Her birth weight's low.

Your textbook example of a crack-exposed baby.

Man 1: Hey, champ.

Sure hope you're taking care of the babies.

- Best we can. - Okay.

That was who I think it is, isn't it?

He comes by whenever he's in town.

- How you doing, sister? - Hey, hanging in there.

It's my baby I'm worried about.

I did the drugs, but she's doing all the suffering.

Well, now it's time for you to be strong for her.

Yeah, if it ain't too late.

It's never too late.

Doctor: It'll be years before all the symptoms

manifest themselves.

Hyperactivity, aggression, attention span.

They're almost as hard to place in foster care as aids babies.

- What about other family? - I called child welfare.

Maybe they'll have some luck.

♪ Oh what a day what a day what a day ♪

♪ the man that knows something knows that ♪

♪ he knows nothing at all... ♪

Yo, what's up? You wanted to see me?

Yes, I wanted to see you.

Freddie James posted bail about ten minutes ago,

cashier's check for a million, two.

He was ready to deal, lieu. What happened?

What happened was exactly what I didn't wanna have happened.

- He slipped away. - That's unbelievable.

Yeah, it's unbelievable alright, McNamara.

- Alright. - Alright.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait a minute.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

You lost out, cop, so just let it go.

Excuse me. Didn't we have a deal?

I'm backing out.

Who in the hell's behind you, Freddie?

You don't want to know.

- I changed my mind. - Sorry?

But I want protection.

I'll have to call you back.

- From who? - My supplier.

I need a name, Freddie.

[Mumbling] What?

CIA.

Central intelligence agency, huh?

And you thought this was a viable lead?

You're a piece of work, McNamara.

Freddie James does not have a reputation for bitching up.

Now, all of a sudden he's too scared to walk out the door?

Look, Mac, I could agree with your little theory

about the CIA, alright, but the fact of the matter is

Freddie James is a big-time crack dealer.

Don't you think he had, maybe, a few enemies?

What I think is that we shouldn't blow it off.

What else did he say?

We cut him a deal, he'll give up the farm.

Look, the man's been busted plenty, no convictions.

Now all of a sudden he's out on a murder charge

before the ink's even dry.

Somebody big is behind this guy, lieu.

There are a lot of high rollers in the coke world.

I'd buy that before I'd buy I spy.

All I'm asking is have the da talk to him.

See if he can back it up.

Alright, I'll bite this time.

If I get egg on my face, McNamara

guess whose ass it's gonna be.

Thanks, lark.

Cooper: Give me the da's office, please.

- Uh, lieutenant? Cooper: Hold on.

The woman that I shot, she regained consciousness.

- Do you mind? Cooper: No, go ahead.

Lieutenant Cooper from the four.

Get off me! Let me go!

You keep this up, Jackie, I'll have to sedate you.

You want that?

Why don't you go to hell, you stupid bitch.

- Okay, your choice. - Excuse me, doc.

Can I have a minute with her, please?

Now, who the hell are you?

My name is detective Williams.

It was my bullet that hit you.

I came here to tell you that I'm sorry about that.

You sorry enough to let me go?

- I can't do that. - I didn't think so.

So why don't you just go kiss my ass?

Listen, I understand how you're feeling.

I know you'd do anything right now just to get high.

I've done anything to get high.

So what? You think I give a damn

what you think about me?

Forget about me.

- What about your baby? - What about it?

I didn't want it in the first place.

I'd like to try something. Think you could move her?

Where y'all taking me to?

I just want to go back to my room.

Now... this is your baby.

Now, I want you to look at her.

Lookat her.

Now, you tell this little child that you don't

give a damn about her.

Say it.

- Moreno, let's go. - Thanks. What's up?

We got to pick up Freddie James. The da's waiting

for him in interrogation.

- Hmm. - What?

You never cease to amaze me.

- All my women say that. - You really buy James' story?

Don't have a reason not to.

Never figured you for a conspiracy buff, Tommy.

It's not like the guy said

spaceships were bringing the stuff in.

- Well, not quite, but... - Between you and me...

My father's own squad lied about the way he died

so if you're asking me if I have a problem

trusting the government the answer is yes.

Alright, James, showtime.

Hey, come on, get here now! I need this cell open!

Move it!

You two sound like a couple of perps.

"I didn't see anything. I didn't do it."

What are you following me for? Go back to your posts.

McNamara, how do you think this happened?

I don't know. The unit was called away for five minutes.

It must have happened then.

How did he get a razor in his cell?

- Maybe he didn't. - What?

Moreno is overseeing the autopsy as we speak.

Oh, this is such a waste of time.

No, no, listen, lieutenant, I really think

this guy was murdered.

You know, McNamara, I've just about had it

with this conspiracy nonsense, alright?

I saw with my own eyes, the man slit his wrists.

Perps can't even keep their own shoelaces,

let alone sneak a razor into their cell.

Look, this is a list of the property seized

from James' apartment.

"Galil, 556".

Right. Israeli-made military bipod assault rifle.

Yeah, I know what it is, McNamara.

What's James doing with this kind of firepower?

I conveniently can't ask him.

Lieutenant, I think I got something on that rifle.

Customs seized galil 556s a few months ago.

- They were smuggled. - You got a name?

Yep. Daniel renaldo. He's a local.

According to phone records him and James spoke a lot.

Yeah. McNamara.

Hey. What's up?

Really? Thanks.

That was Nina. The medical examiner found a fracture

at the base of James' skull... Apparently the cause of death.

Not the wrists.

He was murdered.

Alright. Come here, McNamara. Here's what we're going to do.

I want to have Nina run a background check

on this renaldo guy. Then you two get to know him.

Then we'll have to track down Freddie James' lawyer

and see what he knows. Aright. Let's go.

I'm a security consultant.

James hired me to train his bodyguards.

What's that accent I hear, Mr. Renaldo?

[Speaking in foreign language]

I've been working on it. Nicaragua.

Iran/contra land.

We're more than just some footnote

to your country's scandals, detectives.

Yeah, you're also a flyboy route

for cocaine smuggling, aren't you?

I'm a drug smuggler 'cause i'm latino? You surprise me.

What are you really doing here, Mr. Renaldo?

Making a living. Want to see my green card?

I don't think you need a card for your expertise.

Smuggling Israeli assault rifles and running with drug dealers.

You know, that was pretty good what you did, man.

Dropped the gun charges,

loss of evidence,

feds had no case, did they?

Yeah. We dig any deeper what do you think we might find?

I'm sure you'll find nothing. End of conversation.

Tenga UN buen dia, hombre.

- Ooh, hostility. - Yeah.

What was that?

It means "have a nice day" in Spanish.

Nice.

[Knocking] Yeah. Come in.

Inspector reznor.

Uh, is this a friendly visit or a surprise inspection?

Neither. So let's get right to it.

Yes, sir.

First item,

the death of one Freddie James in your precinct.

Yes, sir. I realize...

Not only were your processing officers

negligent in their search procedures

but I've been told he wasn't even under arrest.

- Is that correct, lieutenant? - Yes, sir.

But the me said it was a homicide.

I don't think you realize the implications here.

You've left the city open to a lawsuit

from Mr. James' family.

Once he entered custody, he was our responsibility.

He was here on a police matter.

We were trying to structure a deal.

I'm aware that has nothing to do

with your competence, or the lack thereof.

Second item...

The feds are very interested

in those confiscated assault rifles.

- Yes, sir, I see. - They need your files.

This was originally their case to begin with

so we're kicking it over.

Sir, you do know the scope of what

Mr. James was alleging?

I think I do, lieutenant.

All the more reason to let the feds handle it.

You and your precinct are under review, lieutenant.

I suggest you tread lightly.

Yes, sir.

- Yeah. - J.C., any luck?

You're absolutely sure about this?

Thank you.

Freddie James' lawyer according to the bar association

doesn't even exist.

- You're kidding me, right? - No, I'm not kidding.

Boy! Not leaving any loose ends, are they?

Gentlemen, I need the case file.

Why is that?

Because the feds are taking it back.

- Excuse me? - You heard me, McNamara.

It's coming from the top. That's all you need to know.

Wait a minute, you're not just going to bend over

on this one, are you?

I'd watch your mouth if I were you, detective.

- I said it's not my call. - So what are we supposed to do?

Just behave like none of this ever happened?

As for your concern, it never did. Give me the file.

- Lieutenant, wait a minute. - No, you wait a minute!

We're not having a debate here.

This is an order.

Now, you either hand over the file

or you hand over your badges.

It's your choice.

Make a decision.

Fine, lieutenant. I guess we just dreamt the whole thing.

That's right. It's your wake-up call, McNamara.

Just like that, huh?

♪ Oh my my my

♪ I'm feeling high

♪ my money's gone

♪ I'm all alone

♪ too much to see

♪ the world keeps turning

♪ oh what a day ♪

[Groans]

Hey, hey. Easy, soldier.

You're going to hurt somebody, man.

- I can't believe this crap. - What was that?

I said I can't believe this crap.

Yeah, well, it's not the first time

I've been kicked off a case.

That makes it alright, then? Huh?

Oh, yeah, the CIA is bringing crack into Harlem

and I'm ecstatic about that.

My son can hardly walk down the street

without being approached by some dealer

or tripping over a crackhead.

The bottom line is...

Nobody is making these people do this stuff.

That doesn't mean their own damn government

should be letting someone bring the crap in.

You know, I've been on this force for ten damn years.

Half the arrests that I've made have been drug-related.

- Hey. - This is a crock.

I agree.

Whatever. Just cover for me, alright?

What are you talking about, cover for you?

I need some more information on renaldo.

Uh, Mac, you do know

we were taken off this case, right?

So you do know you're asking for trouble.

I know. Just... cover for me, alright? Thanks.

It's your dime. Talk.

I think our marriage is worth saving, David.

I just need to know if you feel the same way.

My lawyer is drawing up papers.

Oh.

Well, it's a good thing we had a chance

to talk about it beforehand.

A lot of things happened before we talked about it.

Yes, I know, David, and I'm sorry.

- It wasn't fair... - Virginia.

I am angry at you but you didn't have an affair

because things were good between us. That much I know.

We've been holding on, but I...

I don't know what to.

The kids miss you, David.

Johnny thinks you walked out on us.

- We should talk to them. - Yeah.

I'll call before coming over.

I need to take her back, Jackie.

Sorry.

You know, I kept telling myself I was going to quit.

I let a few hours go by

I'd just say, "next time."

"Next time I'll stop."

If you don't mind my asking, um...

Where's the father?

Fishkill.

He went in last month.

For what, drug dealing?

Yeah. You know, money was good.

We started partying.

Next thing I know, we got hooked

and so I started working in that house.

So, what do you think you're gonna do now?

Try and clean up.

Go to court.

See if they'll let me keep my baby.

Well, you know you might need somebody to put in

a good word for you.

Don't you mean you?

Uh, you know, I could go to court with you

or talk to child welfare. Whatever you need.

Why the hell would you do that?

I don't know. I think you...

Can change. I mean, I hope you want to change.

Besides, I feel like I need to do something.

You only saying that 'cause you shot me.

Otherwise, you wouldn't give a damn.

No, I dogive a damn

and I am here.

So...

Do you want my help or not?

Yeah.

My court date is the day after tomorrow.

10 o'clock.

I'll be there.

♪ Everybody

♪ uhh

♪ know what I'm sayin'?

♪ Check it it's the m-i crooked letter ain't no one better ♪

♪ when I'm on the microphone you best to wear your sweater ♪

♪ 'cause I'm cooler than a polar bear's toenails ♪

♪ oh hell there he go again talking that shhh ♪

♪ bend corners like I was a curve I struck a nerve ♪

♪ and now you 'bout to see this southern player serve ♪

♪ I heard it's not where you from but where you pay rent ♪

♪ then I heard it's not what you make but how much you spent ♪

♪ you got me bent like elbows amongst other things ♪

♪ but I'm not worried 'cause when we stepped up ♪

♪ in the party like a mouse you scurried so ♪

♪ go get your shine box and your sack of nickels ♪

♪ it tickles to see you try to be like Mr. Pickles ♪

♪ daddy fat sax b-i-g b-o-i

♪ it's the same that took them knuckles to your eye ♪

♪ and I try to warn you not to test but you don't listen ♪

♪ giving a shout-out to my uncle Darnell locked up in prison ♪

♪ now throw your hands in the air ♪

♪ and wave 'em like you just don't care ♪

♪ and if you like fish and grits and all that pimp ♪

♪ everybody let me hear you say o-yea-yer ♪

♪ now throw your hands in the air ♪

♪ and wave 'em like you just don't care ♪

♪ and if you like fish and grits and all that pimp ♪♪

"1-4-97.20 ks to f.J."

F.j.'s got to be Freddie James.

Renaldo was selling him drugs.

"1-8-97. Transfer to s.W." Who the hell is that?

I don't know yet.

Alright, man, I'm going to ask you something.

You don't have to answer if you don't want to.

But where the hell did you get this?

I copied it from his computer.

You broke into his crib?

- Oh, why not? - What are you, crazy?

Look, these guys are not going to play by the rules, right?

So, why the hell should we?

How about because you could lose your badge?

Did you ever think about that?

You know what else?

You can forget about this we business.

Alright, j.C., you go ahead and play social worker

with that crack addict of yours.

In the meantime, I'm going to do myself some real police work.

- Yeah, suit yourself. - Good.

But according to this he's meeting with s.W. Tomorrow.

So, next time your kid trips over a crackhead,

just remember, you're either part of the problem

or part of the solution.

You know that was real low, Mac, even for you.

Well, I got your attention, though, didn't I?

So, what are you now? A black panther?

Huh, bro? Power to the people?

I'm more like your, uh... Average angry white guy.

[Sighing] Let me see that again.

Let's go before I change my mind again.

- Where are we going? - To find out who s.W. Is.

♪ And if you like fish and grits and all that pimp ♪

♪ everybody let me hear you say o-yea-yer ♪

♪ now throw your hands in the air ♪

♪ and wave 'em like you just don't care ♪

♪ and if you like fish and grits and all that pimp ♪

♪ everybody let me hear you say o-yea-yer ♪♪

Williams: Uh-huh. Sun warehouse. S.W.

Gracias, senor renaldo.

Let's go.

[Music continues]

[Suspenseful music]

We got to hurry up.

I want to check that one first.

Don't move. Hard-headed, aren't you?

Hey, hey. Hey!

You left us no choice, renaldo.

Ho! Ho! Ho! What the hell is this?

- Who are you? - Frank Solomon. I'm the owner.

- Who are you? - Detectives.

They're trespassing.

Frank: Renaldo, put that gun away.

Come on, renaldo, put the gun down.

That's a good boy.

Okay.

Alright? We good?

You guys got a warrant?

Why, you got something to hide?

Depends. Is there something you're looking to find?

Yeah, we're looking to find some answers.

Your boy here has been selling drugs for the CIA.

[Laughing] Are these guys serious?

I'm afraid so.

If it's so crazy open up one of these crates.

Renaldo, you heard him.

Frank: Feel free.

Now, that one.

Okay?

You good?

Now, if you clowns ever come back in here,

I'm gonna press charges and make sure

your butts are thrown off the force.

You think you got that much pull, my man?

[Laughs]

Eh, keep laughing.

- Come on. - Especially you.

- Goodbye. - We'll be back.

Bring a warrant.

I thought they were off the case.

They are. They're working on their own.

Killing cops is not a wise idea.

It won't matter.

A couple of days, we'll be out of here anyway.

[Sighs]

[Dramatic music]

[Door creaks open]

[Both grunt]

[Grunting]

[Grunting]

[Gunshot]

[Panting]

[Gunfire]

J.c., grab your kid and get the hell out of your house.

That lawyer we were looking for?

I just found him. He's bleeding on my carpet.

Cooper: Who is he?

His name was Kevin Scott Emerson.

Ex-army ranger. Listed as deceased in 1991.

Why is an untraceable assassin trying to kill you, macnamara?

I don't know, lieu.

Maybe because we came across more information

about Freddie James' connection with the CIA.

That a fact?

There's no doubt in my mind, lieu,

that renaldo brought in drugs

with the help of the CIA and then sold them

to James and other drug dealers.

And when did you find that out?

Before of after I took you off this case?

- I found out yesterday. - Oh, yesterday.

That would be after in direct disobeyance to my orders.

Uh, lieutenant, an informant told us.

- An informant? - Hey, he came to us.

That's right. And, in fact, he told us that...

Another shipment was coming in tomorrow.

Someplace called, uh...

Uh, sun warehouse.

Sun warehouse.

And, they don't know you know?

No, not about that.

Lieutenant, if you hold back

from releasing this assassin's name, then give us

eight, nine hours Max and I promise you,

we will bring these bastards down.

Well, you would need a warrant to get in and raid them.

And since it's not your case,

you're not going to need one, will you?

Someone just tried to murder me, lieutenant.

I... I hope you don't expect me to back down this time

because to tell you the truth...

I... I won't.

And, lieutenant, I have to say,

I feel the same way he does.

[Sighs]

Alright.

I have a friend downtown, judge norbert.

She owes me a favor.

I'm going to call this in.

Cooper: Brass is going to have my ass for this, macnamara.

You know that, right?

So, when that warrant comes down,

you better get ready to roll.

You owe me big time on this.

[Suspenseful music]

Alright. Yeah. No, I appreciate it.

Thanks a lot.

Alright, so, come on.

I don't got time for this.

I got to get to school.

Alright, alright.

First of all, none of this is your fault.

Uh, you're great kids, and we love you, but, uh...

Your mom and me, we're having some problems and, uh...

I don't think we're going to be able to fix them.

What does that mean, "we don't think we can fix them?"

Oh, babies.

It looks like daddy and I are going to get a divorce.

Meghan: Is that true?

You know, when me and John fight, you always say,

a family is supposed to stick together.

That's what you say, right?

Dave: Yes. And, your mom and me...

Meghan. Meghan!

Baby, wait. Wait!

Just leave me alone!

Can't we talk about this, please?

We're not even a family anymore, mom.

How could you do this?

[Sighs]

You guys want to talk about this?

Oh, man.

Ain't nothing to talk about.

[Beeping]

[Phone ringing]

[Phone ringing]

Yeah, macnamara here.

Cooper: It's your lieutenant. - Hey, lieu. What's up?

Cooper: I just got off the phone with judge norbert.

We got the warrant. It's a go.

- So, it's on? Cooper: It's on.

[Sighs] Thanks, lieutenant.

- That's great. Cooper: You're welcome.

Listen, you take care out there, alright?

Sure. Uh...

Is everything alright, lieu?

Everything's fine.

Good luck, huh, macnamara.

Macnamara: Thanks.

[Dramatic music]

[Engines revving]

- Police! Freeze! - Police! Freeze!

- Don't move, renaldo. - Freeze!

- Police! - Come here.

Hands behind your back!

Over, over. Come on. Move it.

Alright, you want a warrant, huh?

This time we got warrants, wise guys.

Williams: What's going on here?

Hey, fellas.

What do you call this, huh?

[Gunshot]

Don't move, Solomon!

Come here! Come here!

[Panting]

Hold it, hold it.

Alright. Now, you drop that gun.

Youdrop the gun!

[Intense music]

[Gunshot]

[Grunts]

Get your hands up.

Williams: Drop that gun.

Williams: Alright.

[Siren wialing]

[Dramatic music]

So, you diduse your warehouse for storage?

- Go on. - Alright.

And, then you brought your drugs into the inner cities.

The money you got from that you used to buy illegal firearms.

Right. We also know renaldo used to work with the contras.

We figured, this time around you were using him to bring

weapons to some other guerrilla army.

Well done.

Is that your confession?

I confess to being with the CIA.

That, in fact, makes the three of us the good guys.

My man, don't... don't you darecompare yourself to me.

There was nothing good about selling that crap

in these communities.

Have you ever seen a crack-addicted baby? Huh?

Have you ever seen a crackhead mother abandon her child

so she can get on her knees for a two-dollar get-high?

Detective, yes, yes and yes.

But I was placed at sun warehouse

to investigate renaldo. We were trying to put a stop

to his activities and, well, with your...

Assistance, that was accomplished.

Do I have "stupid" written on my face?

Now, you expect us to believe that?

You're a damn liar, you know that?

I'm not a liar. I work for the government.

And you should have more respect.

You killed renaldo to save your ass, not my life.

[Chuckles]

You know, macnamara, if nothing else you've been amusing.

Let me give you a little piece of advice...

If you're going to make allegations like that,

you better bring forth some evidence.

Detective.

Detective.

[Door opens]

[Sighs]

Well, with all due respect, sir, there wasa cocaine shipment

and my detectives helped to keep it off the street.

Oh, I see. It's bigger than you and me.

Well, I'll explain that to them.

Yes, sir. Thank you.

Well, you heard.

Let me guess...

We're still lucky to have our badges.

And, someday, when we're all grown-up, we'll understand

the government's need to do these things.

[Sighs] You know, lieu...

I am so close to turning this in. I really am.

You turn your badge in and then Solomon wins.

Oh, he already did that.

Well, we still can't prove it was the CIA.

But whoever it was, we stopped them.

That's not enough, lieu.

They'll just get somebody else to replace him.

Maybe, but they'll be more careful.

Maybe they'll find another way to fund their little wars.

Instead of preying on the most vulnerable people

like they're a bunch of lab rats.

Makes me want to hand mine in, too.

What, now you're gonna try to tell us

that there's a silver lining somewhere?

No. What I'm telling you is that you've done a good job...

And I'd like you to keep doing it.

Otherwise, guys, we've all lost.

Yeah.

[Guitar solo]

♪ Wondering of that which is now ♪

♪ that which has been that which is to be ♪

♪ for my time on earth I've paid so dearly ♪

♪ for my past

♪ confusion embraces my heart

♪ but to know self is to forgive self ♪

♪ for my sojourner truth

♪ free my heart so my soul may fly ♪

♪ free my mind

♪ all my worldly wants and desires ♪

♪ I look towards heaven with my arms open wide ♪

♪ take my hand come and take my hand ♪

[Distorted guitar solo]

[Moreno laughs]

[Laughing]

[Indistinct chatter]

Hey! Tommy macnamara. What's happening, baby?

Let me buy you a beer.

Why're you in such a good mood?

Hey, man, I won the case for the prosecution.

They said, I was, quote, "an excellent witness."

And rather good-looking, too, if I say so myself.

Isn't that perjury or something?

[Laughing]

That's great, man.

You know, between your both

enthusiasms for my presence here...

Come on, come on. I'll fill you in on the dance floor.

[Exhales]

Well, you better cheer up, alright?

I'll have a beer, thanks.

So, tell me, j.C., you hear anything more about that woman?

Yeah. I hear she's supposed to go to court tomorrow.

And, uh, hopefully, she'll get into rehab,

see her kid.

What about you, man? Still mad at the world?

That bastard was right.

We have no evidence to bring him down.

Well, you know what you could do, man?

Call that guy, uh, what's his name?

Donovan, that reporter over at the paper.

See what he could do.

A lot of good that will do.

I mean, even if he does print... print it,

people will get angry for a while and, you know,

some senator may make some stupid speech...

But the whole thing will die down in a month or two.

You never know.

♪ Take my hand come and take my hand ♪

♪ come and take my hand

[baby crying]

[Indistinct singing]

[Music continues]

♪ Come and take my hand

♪ come and take my hand

♪ come and take my hand ♪

Donovan? Yeah. It's Tommy macnamara here.

How you doing? Listen...

Ah, I could be better.

Anyway, listen.

I got a story for you.

Yeah, I'll hold. Hurry up, alright?

♪ Come and take my hand baby ♪

♪ free my heart so my soul may fly ♪

♪ so my soul may fly

♪ free my mind

♪ of my all my worldly wants and desires ♪

♪ look towards heaven with my arms open wide ♪

♪ I'm so ready ♪ take my hand

♪ come and take my hand

♪ I'm so ready to go

♪ free my heart so my soul may fly ♪

♪ free my mind

♪ with my worldly wants and desires ♪

♪ I look towards heaven with my arms open wide ♪

♪ come and take my hand ♪ take my hand

♪ come and take my hand

♪ come and take my hand

♪ hey

♪ come and take my hand ♪

[Howling]