All language subtitles for NYPD Blue (1993) - S06E10 - Show and Tell (1080p HULU WEB-DL x265 LION)

- Hi.
- Hi, Diane.

- How's Kyle?
- Oh, I kept him home from school.

He's with his dad now.

That's good.

Yeah, Kyle asked for Ken,
three times going to sleep.

It's good he's with him.

Reminds him there's a grownup man
in his life. Doesn't look to hurt people.

Is that a bottle on your counter?

Yeah.

Do you wanna talk about it?

Guess I must, huh?

I called, and I left it out.
So, I guess, I must wanna...

- talk about it.
- Have you been drinking?

I wanted to so much. I, uh...

I went out with Greg and James,
and... and the new guy.

We were feeling...

You know, we were feeling so happy,
over keeping Kyle out of it,

And it felt like,
the first day's work I'd done...

where I'd done a decent job.

- Since, you came back after Bobby.
- I was happy.

And then, all of a sudden...

I started feeling really scared...

and sad. And like,
I was gonna bust out crying.

And, uh... the waitress
brought beers and my soda...

And Greg had left to go sleep
with his girlfriend and, uh...

His beer was there.

And you drank some?

But, walking home
from the subway, I uh...

I bought that.

And I sat all night,
afraid to look at it...

Or to look at it,
getting dressed for work...

...or to look in the bedroom.

Why were you afraid
to look in the bedroom?

Oh...

I wanna be strong for him,
and I feel so bad.

This is good, Diane.

This is good.

- I need some help.
- That's good.

We're gonna get you some.

I... I wanna go to work.

'cause if... if I start not going,
I'm gonna stop going.

Okay. We'll, uh...

We'll do our eight to four. And then,
we'll call the widows and orphans.

You want me to pour out that bottle?

- Yeah, please.
- Okay.

Ms. District Attorney, How about maybe,
bring Officer Dylan here

to take off these cuffs, huh?

No.

This is possession with intent,
and soliciting sex, this is not major.

Meaning on your other collars, Tommy,
You were brought to a D.A.'s office?

The thing you tryin' to make it major,
don't make it major in my head.

- That kid was sellin' sex on the street.
- And you offered him drugs to get it?

I offered him drugs to get over,
I was not selling.

My drug activity and my sex activity
are separate, always.

That's the one principle he lives by.

That's the one principle he lives by.

You think, we're dickin' around
with possession versus intent?

Why don't you stop trying
To lawyer your case, Tommy?

- Find out why you're here.
- I know, why I'm here.

And this beef ain't adequate enough
to get me to do what's on your mind.

- Which is what, Einstein?
- I ain't "Ready for Freddie."

- All right? I'll do the time inside.
- That was Juan Suarez's thinking, too.

Juan went inside for Freddie Asuncion.

But then he got shanked
in the laundry room on Freddie's orders.

Yeah, whatever.

The world's less complicated
than you think it is, Tommy.

You are cooperating!

The only question's,
if you get the benefit.

- Nah-uh.
- "Nah-uh"?

You mean, we are not going
to arrest Freddie Asuncion?

Whether you help us or not.
And put it on you in Freddie's head?

Put what on me? Freddie's a careful boy.

We got information of a wiretap
On where Freddie's stash is, knucklehead.

And when we take
that stash down and him with it,

that's what we put on you
in Freddie's head.

Those bad-ass shoulders, Tommy.

Think you can take the weight?
In Freddie's head?

You got a wiretap?

- What you need me for?
- We don't want Freddie for drugs.

That's his act,
what you want him for, then?

The homicide he paid Juan Suarez
to plead to.

Say I help you...

- where I get to go?
- Harvard.

- Las Vegas.
- Yeah, we can get you to Las Vegas.

Although that act goes over better
in them little cowboy towns.

I saw Freddie do the murder,

and I was with him
when he bought Juan to do the time.

- I gotta get to work.
- Yeah.

Now you can get your cuffs off.

So, uh... If you fellas
haven't firmed up dinner plans.

That domestic violence collar,
me and James made several days ago.

Complainant's father turns out owner,
operator of Hong Kong Gardens.

That the place
got in a jackpot serving cat?

No, Andy. The Hong Kong Gardens

happened to get half a star
in the Drury Restaurant Guide.

- Over on eighth and bowery.
- Yeah. Exactly, Danny.

Takeout dinner, tonight.
For the whole squad, covered.

- Wink food gives me headaches.
- Tell 'em to hold the MSG.

Let me know when you and Martinez
clear one for the owner of a Steakhouse.

That new supermarket on Pike Slip and FDR
just got robbed. Looks like a major hit.

Andy, you're up? Everyone's on it.

Danny, take the cellular phone.
We'll order the food from the car.

We were finishing a day tour,
heard the job come over the air.

- You need help?
- Yeah, let's see what we got.

No witnesses,
to what happened out here.

When they went into the money room,
they're wearing masks.

Make everybody hit the floor,
clean the place out.

In and gone, in less than two minutes.
Mark Graham, off-duty from the job.

- Let's get him covered up.
- Yeah.

- Is that the money room back there?
- Uh... yeah. That's where the action was.

- This don't count as action?
- Come on.

Yeah, we'll do a quick canvass,

- here and out front.
- Good.

They waltz right in
during our peak hour and pull this off.

Did you recognize 'em, Mr. uh... Jenkins?

How could I recognize them?
They had masks on.

Soon as they came in, they told everyone
to look at the floor and lay down.

I looked up and got this for my trouble.

You got an estimate
on how much they got out with?

A hundred and seventy thousand.

I forgot to make the bank deposit
and I know how that makes me look.

- Who opened the safes for them?
- I did

After they hit me, they dragged me over
and put a gun to my head.

What came outta there?

That's where the security camera
video-tape was.

They went right for it,
after they got the money.

- Had a hammer and everything.
- You're gonna have to come in with us.

- Just me or everyone that was here?
- What's that to you?

Well, I'm afraid you'd think, I did it.

Shut up.

Everyone's coming in.

What's it look like?

Security guard killed outside the store
was an off-duty cop.

The bad guys were in and out
in like, five minutes.

They had to have someone inside.

Manager forgot to make a money drop
at the bank. Added to the score.

Think he was the setup guy?

He's more the panicky type
you're tryin' to save at the ocean.

The jerk climbs on your shoulder,
drives you down into the underwater sand.

Crime scene just called, no lifts.

Do you want me and Jill
to do a four to 12?

No, we're all right.

- See you in the morning.
- Night.

Don't try communicating with me
when I'm trying to solve a case.

Good night, Andy.

How you doin' in a thumbnail?

Okay.

- Good night.
- Mm-hmm.

Good night.

Wanna talk with this guy
tried to drown you?

Excuse me a second.

Ten minutes max on the Chinese.

Oh, yeah? That's their ETA?

Yeah. Uh... the bike guy
just left the restaurant.

Excuse the interruption.

- How's the head?
- I know not making that vault drop

casts a shadow on me.

But I swear I had nothing to do with this.

Well, you said you didn't make
that bank deposit 'cause you were busy.

We were nonstop busy all day.

And if anything, around three
It got busier.

You got any financial problems
of your own?

- No. I mean, no more than the next person.
- Which next person?

Are you overextended at all?

We rent, I'm current on those payments.

We owe around 1,800 aggregate
on my wife's and my credit cards.

Eighteen hundred-thirty dollars.

- Why would the stickup guys hit you?
- What do you mean?

You told us you opened the safe
when they asked you to.

Yes. In that situation,
my training is to cooperate.

So why would they hit you?

They hit me before that,
when they first came in

and made us lie face down.
One of them saw me look up.

Well, they're wearin' masks.
Why would they worry if you saw 'em?

Sometimes on a job like this,

the stickup guys will throw a punch
into whoever set the job up for 'em.

Half pistol-whip and so forth
to throw suspicion off.

Yeah, that's not unheard of.

I had nothing to do with this.
I don't know why they hit me.

They just seemed cruel and violent.

For God's sake, they killed that guard,
was he trying to resist?

Will you stop crouchin'
and sit up straight?

Come on, sit up.

You got your list
of current and former employees?

Yes.

Dog-ear whoever got fired or disciplined

or just rubbed you the wrong way.
Any that knew your layout.

- Am I still a suspect?
- Not at the present.

Relax and do what he asked you to do.

So, if we had a short list,
Mr. Jenkins would be off it.

What's this now?

- Both IAB?
- No, the other guy's FBI.

- What's that?
- It's a little early to say.

- They come together?
- Doesn't mean they're not.

They're both askin' about our case?

Mm-hmm.

You've met Sergeant Martens
from internal affairs,

And this is FBI Agent Francis.

- Danny Sorenson.
- Danny.

- How's it goin', Agent Francis?
- Andy Sipowicz, you know.

- Yeah.
- What's goin' on?

We monitored some conversations
over the last 24 hours

about a big cash score going down.
Wanted to touch base,

See if this stickup homicide
at the cost-rite might fit.

Whose phone you got up?
That you monitored those conversations on?

- If I told ya, I'd have to kill ya.
- He'd have to kill me.

- What brings IAB up, Sarge?
- An off-duty cop was shot.

Yeah, we're aware
an off-duty cop got shot.

I think Detective Sorenson's
more interested

- in your getting up here so soon.
- Ticklin' phones with the bureau, Sarge?

I met agent Francis when the two of us
walked into this office.

Well, we're all in here now.

We got nothin' for ya.

- Absolutely nothing?
- NOPE.

Want some Chinese food?

- There were no surveillance cameras?
- Bad guys copped the setup.

- No eyewitnesses?
- No, bad guys had masks on.

Why would the bad guys,
take out the surveillance cameras

If they were wearing masks?

When they entered the money room,
where all the witnessed were,

they were wearing masks and gloves.

We assume they put them on
when they got inside the building.

Being were
below 10,000 feet of altitude.

They may have felt
wearing those ski masks

walking towards the store entrance
through the parking lot

might draw some unwelcome attention.

Hey, Sarge, any chance another reason,
the bad guys didn't put their masks on

was so the off-duty cop
outside the building

- would know who he was dealing with?
- What's your thinking there?

Well, say the off-duty cop
was the setup man,

and they took him out in a double-cross.

I guess that could be.

No, why don't you answer him straight,
huh?

Are you up here so quick
because prior to him going down,

you were already sitting on
this off-duty cop for being wrong?

In which case,
you've probably got a direction for us.

Help regular cops? He'd get tossed
from the cheese-eaters' lodge.

Is this wrangling awkward for you,
Agent Francis?

No, hash things out.

Well, I was thinking
if you got what you needed,

maybe you'd be more comfortable splittin'.

You remind me of Donny Osmond
with your partner's personality.

Agent Francis, I'm proud to tell you
I got all Donny's albums.

Including Mormon Hymns to Federal Agents
who steal their weekly paychecks.

- All right, kid.
- If you're not

showin' us some of yours,
I think we're done.

I will simplify
and make my question more specific.

You are certain
there is no surveillance footage

of the bad guys coming or going.

Yes, we are certain.

At this point.

- Asshole.
- Pants-pisser.

He's only interested
in surveillance camera.

Maybe he's protecting some outside guy.

Excuse me not wanting
to help the bureau collar up.

Oh, that's why you were so close-mouthed.

If I give you what we've got on this case,

any cops presently on the job,
my office collars. Anyone else is yours.

Oh, don't tell me
I don't get to lock up cops.

I'll get some photos out of my car.

- I'm looking for Linda Krause.
- Hi.

- I'm Diane Russell.
- Hi, Diane.

- Thanks for, uh... seeing me.
- How are you doing?

I appreciated you giving me your card
at my husband's funeral.

Sorry, I haven't been able to call before.
It's been pretty hectic.

- You back at work?
- Mm-hmm.

I'm back at the squad
where my husband and I worked.

That must be hard every day.

I haven't been doing that good of a job,
but then yesterday, I...

I thought I did pretty well.
My girlfriend's also a cop,

And I was able to, uh...
help her with something.

But then, I, um...

But then, I bought a... a bottle.

Which has been a problem...
with me in the past.

I was doing pretty well.

I... I wasn't doing that well at my job,

but then yesterday I thought,
I did pretty well.

And then, uh...

Now suddenly, things got really confused.

- Well, I'm glad you called.
- You're gonna straighten me, right out?

Nobody wants to meet with us, Diane.
It's hard coming into this room.

I feel... I feel like, I'm... losing him.

Like everyday,
I lose a little more of him.

You feel like, coming in here
cost you some of Bobby, too?

I feel like, I'm losing...
more and more of him.

Because I promise you, Diane,

coming in here,
you're gonna get your husband back.

You're gonna learn ways,
it won't hurt too much to remember.

I loved my husband... so much.

I loved mine, too,
and I lost him too young.

Everything... hurts.

You gotta let it before it'll stop.

- Does this count?
- Yeah.

- This is a pretty good start.
- Mm-hmm.

We're awash in outside agencies,
huh, Andy?

- Yeah.
- The FBI, the Rat Squad.

What did the Rat Squad want?

What did you do
with all them takeout containers?

- From what? From the... the Chinese food?
- Yeah, what did you do with those?

What's that have to do
with me asking about the Rat Squad?

Andy...

Y... yo... You're not implying
that the Rat Squad's here

looking into those
free Chinese food meals?

You want an analysis
why them people do

what they do, Medavoy, ask elsewhere.

Hey, give me a break!

What are they alleging? That, uh...
I'm using my power of authority,

to get free meals?

That store owner offered
those dinners as a token of his gratitude.

- What do you raise your voice to me for?
- No, because that's ridiculous.

Those takeout containers,

th... they're outside in the trash bin
by now, for goodness sake.

All's I know, if I was in an organization
called the Rat Squad,

having to paw around
for evidence in a trash bin

wouldn't hold me back.

- This one, right here?
- Yeah.

So, where did Greg hurry off to?

Yeah, uh... I don't know.

That's Graham, the off-duty cop
who got shot.

His constant companions,
are who you like for shooting him?

Both on the job also.

Tom and Pete Zancanelli.

They're who you think
were under the ski masks?

Either, they did the stickup
and shot Graham...

- Their fellow cop, that was their friend?
- Or more likely, they set the play up,

and their uncles, Gary and Lou Zancanelli,
did the actual robbery-homicide.

- Oh, Gary and Lou Zancanelli.
- Stickups are the uncles' act.

They retired off the job
like, 15 years ago.

Hey, any of these assholes, don't tell me
their connection with the job no more.

We get to put bracelet on Gary and Lou?

They got outstanding warrants
for a Rico Beef,

these uncles retired off the job.

Did I just tell you
not to mention the job.

I'm saying they're retired,
Sipowicz!

They're civilians now,
and you get to collar them.

Yeah? Well, thanks a lot
for that privilege.

- I made 'em wrong?
- Just give me their address.

That's all I wanna know from you.

Yeah, let me write their address,

while you abuse me
for doing the same job you do.

- You don't do the same job.
- The hell I don't.

You don't do it with the right heart.

Don't you tell me what's in my heart.

Don't you curse at me again!

And don't you state a bad opinion
about what I do.

They chase tail at night.
Grab 'em in the morning.

I gave 'em what they need.

Hey, how's it going, Sergeant Martens?

What did you do, Medavoy?
Take a nap in a sewer?

I'm gonna tell you something,
Sergeant Martens.

What sickens me is not my own
near ensnarement in your petty plot.

No, it's the disgraceful scare tactics

you must have employed
on that poor Chinese restaurant owner

getting him to go along.

Well, Sergeant, I do not regret
ten seconds of the time

I just spent elbow-deep
in refuse and muck

because it enables me
to confront you now and tell you

that you got this.

And here's what you can kiss.

Yeah, yeah. Now, give me
that 1000-mile stare,

like I'm talking Gibberish.
Or you don't know what I'm talking about.

I don't know what you're talking about.

You don't know what
I'm talking about, huh?

Or... or I suppose,
you expect me to believe

that someone in my own squad
has misled me

and that I'm the victim
of a sickening prank.

Excuse me for not choosing
to believe that one, Sergeant.

Excuse me for not believing

that I... I've just been made
a total jerk-off, Sergeant Martens,

by someone close to home.

Because, that would be the alternative.

Old Westbury.

Yeah. Maybe they live next
to Gotti's daughter,

the elder Zancanellis.

- Did my partner, James Martinez, go home?
- He finished his interviews.

Did you see whether he left or not, Danny?

- Yeah, he went home.
- Oh, all right. Thanks very much.

Thanks for that information.

What happened, Greg?

Oh, just a little a boys will be boys
foolishness, Lieutenant.

Resulted in me incurring a 25 to 30 dollar
dry cleaning bill for my overcoat.

Nothing you need concern yourself with.

When are you
picking these guys up?

Well, it's a 45-minute drive.
Like, five in the morning?

Yeah, all right.

And we'll call Nassau County
to get them to back us up?

Yeah, I... I'd have offered
to accompany my colleagues,

but I wanna be early
at my doctor's for a tetanus shot.

Good night.

Don't ever pass the remark
"the sky is falling"

and not expect the next time
you see Medavoy

to be wearing a hard hat.

Did you enjoy that?

- Walking us in cuffs past all them cops?
- Shut up.

Huh. Yeah, they're lackeys now,
for the FBI.

I swear to God I'm glad
I left this job when I did.

How long ago was that,
leaving active duty?

- Nine years.
- Before you were born.

Was that the last time
you brushed your teeth?

Sit with these
two loudmouth pieces of garbage.

What are you doing?
What are you doing?

What the hell are you people doing?

That's our warrant
you brought them in on.

We don't want them squeezed right now.

Agent Francis, you're starting
to resemble somebody

who wants to bury a robbery-homicide.

Our information is
the older Zancanellis weren't involved.

- It was their nephews that did it.
- How do you know these guys didn't do it?

And their nephews, still on the job, did?

I don't enjoy withholding information,

- but other priorities are in play here.
- Are the interview rooms open?

Our present assessment,
those are your stickup guys.

- Get the hell outta here.
- Release the uncles,

or we'll vacate the warrant
you're holding 'em on.

Yeah, hi.

Mm-hmm, okay.

Sylvia, they uh...
they grabbed up that Asuncion.

Go ahead.
We're fifth wheels around here, anyway.

In our own squad,
standing around, holding our joints.

You are not a fifth wheel.
Let me see if you can grasp how.

The only chance IAB had getting
the younger Zancanellis to cooperate

is if those uncles did do it.
Now you tell me why.

If the younger ones only set it up,

they could give up their uncles
for a walk.

Correct. And this FBI dildo saying,

the younger Zancanellis,
did the job themselves.

They ain't gonna give up nothing.
Is that correct?

- Correct.
- Now, didn't you tell me

you recognized somebody
in Martens' surveillance photos?

Uh... what was his initials?

- J.B.
- J.B. that's right, yeah.

Now maybe, he gives you something IAB
can use for leverage on the younger ones.

Yeah, let me put myself
owing one to my informant

So, we can buy a little leverage for IAB

Hey, clearing a homicide
is clearing a homicide.

You know, calming you down
might be the best thing ever happened

to my gastric upsets.

Dornan, she's not in there alone with him?

Relax.

- Is he gonna give it up, Asuncion?
- He's got leukemia.

I will see to it, that you get
full medical treatment.

Hey, babe. I got six months

if I was President Clinton,
receiving complete medical treatment.

If I was the richest computer owner.

Do you believe God judges us?

Well, I guess, that's between me
and my priest.

Hey, she'll tell you who it's between.

Oh, yeah? Well, so far
I don't see her in the driver's seat.

I heard one eyewitness
to an incident four years before.

What's that? That ain't no corroboration

and that's a long-ass passage of time
for unreliability, huh?

- Freddie thinks he's Clarence Darrow.
- He's gonna be Clarence Darrow.

Lookin' like Moms Mabley in a minute.

Freddie, do you have any family?

Yeah. I got the wife of that, uh...

dead Suarez you're so worried about
I'm presently banging.

Have you got anyone in the system
coming to trial or incarcerated?

I'm gonna be dead... anyway.

Why do you want this confession so much?

Answer my question. Is there anyone
that you would trade a confession to help?

No, I got nobody.

So, I guess you got no way
to reach me, huh?

Right over there.

- Tom and Pete Zancanelli.
- First of all, who?

D, why should I give something up
and cooperate

when I'm not even in custody
for doing anything wrong?

That's you, J.B.
Always looking just to come up even.

Hey, Danny, you lived with me
on that corner three years.

I put my hat on the pillow at night,

- I'll settle for even every time.
- As opposed to coming out ahead for once?

How am I gonna come out ahead
if I got nothing to beat?

- You don't got the street to beat?
- Oh, I'm never gonna beat the street.

Because you don't think farsighted, J.B.

You don't look to put something
in the bank gaining interest.

What's your dream?

- Think big.
- Danny, what the hell you doin' to me?

I give up the Zancanelli cousins,

and somehow that's gonna get me
in a doo-wop group

- signing some record label?
- What it could do for you, J.B.?

Your parole officer comes to me,

"Danny, should I green light this kid?
Wants to travel out of state

"with his successful group he's joined.

"That they're singing down
in Atlantic city, and so forth?"

And my answer, by you banking

what you banked with me
on the Zancanellis, absolutely.

This kid's singing success is no accident.
He's absolutely turned the corner.

Where he's a no-risk
for out of state travel.

That's what you get for being farsighted.

The only way you can lose on this, J.B.,

helping me with the Zancanellis,
if you never did, another crime.

Look me in the eye and tell me
that's not gonna happen.

- They whacked a guy.
- Who'd they whack?

Ramon Terresto. Like, two years ago.
In the east village, where we all grew up.

- How'd it go down?
- We're out driving around.

High, feeling good.

You know,
talking about the neighborhood a little.

Tom says, "Remember Ramon?"

So, we're all telling stories on Ramon.
You know, all the stuff we did together.

But like, Pete gets mean.
He says, "You know, what I remember now?

"That son of a bitch, Spic Ramon
still owes me 200."

So, he fishes in his wallet.
And he finds Ramon's address.

He says, "I still got
that son of a bitch

"Spic's address in my wallet."

Ramon's bad luck. Turns out
we're like, only eight blocks away.

I didn't go up with them.

But afterward, they came back down
with a rolled-up rug.

Pete stood guard
while Tom hot-wired a car.

And we took that rug with Ramon
rolled in it

into the trunk of the stolen car.

They drove that car to the east river...

and they ran it off the pier.

I followed in Pete's car
and picked the two of them, up.

You got anything to back your story?

Pete was afraid to have the gun
in the car

while they're transporting the body.

So he give it to me to toss.

I still got that gun.

J.B., you just got ahead of the game.

So, I assume you're waiting here
for the technician to come videotape

these younger Zancanellis' confessions.

You know, you could turn out
to be a decent guy, Sorenson.

I guess, that'll depend
on how impressionable you are.

- So, that'd be a swipe at my partner?
- Give me some space, would you?

- I got a case in the crapper.
- 'Cause what I wanted to tell you,

off a suggestion from Detective Sipowicz.
I reached out to an informant, J.B.

- He gave me something on your guys.
- J.B. from our surveillance photos?

See now, there again,
you didn't share that information.

Neither did you that you recognized him.

- What'd he give you?
- Sarge.

Sorenson, if I let you go in that room
and let you run that interview,

I can think of five different ways
that you can screw me.

And not letting me run it, Sarge,

and me not sharing my tip
from my informant,

what'll be
your fallback investigative approach?

This is Detective Sorenson.

- IAB?
- No, I'm in the 15th squad here.

So, you can recognize my feelings,
my hurt.

I'm getting a little agitated
with this crap.

And I expect your brother is also.

I'm sure Pete is. How's he not gonna be?

He questions us about Mark Graham,
a murdered friend and fellow cop.

All right? Capisce?

I meant, Pete must be getting
especially agitated

since he's half-wacky, anyhow.
And prone to acts of violence.

I came here on the comings
and goings and acquaintances

of a murdered friend and fellow cop.

- Mark Graham.
- Mark Graham.

Murdered in a stickup
that I know nothing about.

Tom, put Mark Graham to one side.

Exclude him from your mind
till we talk about Ramon Terresto,

and what your half-wacky brother did
to him with you present.

- Ramon Terresto?
- Ramon Terresto, correct.

I want my delegate.

You should not only
have your delegate, Tom,

but a lawyer also that's ready
to slot you for a lot of hours.

And you'd better get ready
to refinance your property

and close your kids' education accounts,

so you can spend every cent you ever saved
on that shyster that you're gonna hire.

'Cause Tom, we're prepared to go
to bat in Ramon Terresto's homicide

and make you defend yourself.

Of course, Ramon being a scumbag,

dead two years,
with no one reporting him missing.

Maybe the job decides safety
and cost effectiveness concerns

don't justify putting divers
off the east river pier,

looking for the car you
and Pete hot-wired

that's got Ramon's body in the trunk
in that rolled-up rug.

You help us in this other matter,
maybe the scuba team stays at home.

And the DA don't proceed.

Charged or not,
you both have to leave the job.

Free you up
to pursue your other interests.

All Pete and me did was find out
about the place he worked.

Talking to Mark in casual conversation.

Then we introduced him
to our uncles at a Ranger's game.

So Graham would trust your uncles?

When they walked up on him
outside that store

and put one in his head.

I didn't know my uncles
were gonna shoot him.

I thought we were making the intro
at the garden,

so my uncles could ask Mark
to be in on the stickup.

I sat the whole game,
waiting for 'em to bring it up.

I kept waiting for you
to go on his side of the table.

I buy it was the uncles.

I'm giving it up to you, Sorenson.
You played it square.

See well, you ought to learn
a little trust.

Yeah. It's a big asset in what I do.

Oh, God. Save me from killing this prick.

This Tom Zancanelli said
his uncles did do it.

- He's not leaping in to disagree.
- A snitch of ours drives the uncles.

When we heard last night,
about the stickup and murder.

Knowing that's the uncles' act,
we pulled the snitch in.

He swore he was with them at the trotters,

and what I heard from you
didn't refute that.

But now, evidently,
you're holding a new opinion.

The snitch just asked for immunity
on something that happened last night.

I'm assuming that means
the uncles did do the stickup-homicide

and the snitch drove.

You're assuming or you don't
wanna tell us he already copped to it?

We want the uncles out there for a while.

When the time comes, we'll fold your case
into a Rico indictment.

A federal jury convicts,
both of you know that.

Yeah well, you better take that up
with all the various bosses,

and all the various agencies involved.
Okay, Agent Francis?

'Cause my move is knockin' your teeth
down your throat

for movin' me around like a gutter bum.

Kid better learn to handle his temper.

- Hey, Hank.
- That girl's asking for you.

- Thanks.
- Good night.

Good night.

- Were you looking for me?
- Detective Russell?

- Yeah.
- I was at the Jamaica Rec center,

and I saw your name was added
on the phone list.

You also lost your husband off the job?

Your husband got his heart.

Thank you for your letter.

And the beautiful letter
your husband wrote.

After Bobby passed,
I wanted to write you again or call you.

I waited till your name
was on the phone list.

- Did Linda give you the list?
- Yeah, it's in my purse.

Took me several weeks to look at mine.

Anyways... I'm on there.

- Thanks, thanks so much.
- Whatever good it might do.

And if you don't call for a while,

don't feel then when you wanna call,
you can't.

Okay.

It was a blessing for me also.
My husband's gift.

It helped me to understand.

- Hey, Diane.
- Hi.

- Goin' off the chart today, huh?
- Yeah, I'm doing a four to 12.

You missed our joint effort
with the FBI today.

Very reassuring our federal tax dollars
are being well spent.

So how's it goin'?

- Okay.
- Not being a wise guy.

No, I know.

I actually called you the other night,
after us working for Jill's boy.

Just to say I was glad
we worked effectively, one thing.

- Mm.
- That was actually it.

And then, the other thing, why I called...

James and I were hanging around,
after we left the bar,

and James was appraising this artwork
hanging in this antique shop window,

deciding whether or not
he was gonna relieve himself in public.

And I was thinking I'd call...

just to say I hope you're feeling better
day by day...

knowing it's never gonna be easy.

- Today was a better day?
- Yeah.

Good.

Thanks for asking.

- Good night, Diane.
- Good night.

Of all the empty hands to play...

holding God over Asuncion's head.

No harm taking a flyer.

I hope he suffers.

That the leukemia
doesn't take him quickly.

Justice without mercy.

It's kind of a long ride
from why I thought I became a lawyer.

Those aren't your usual beliefs, Sylvia.

This is frustration and discouragement.

- It's me God's gonna judge.
- Sylvia, you didn't do nothin' wrong.

He's gonna judge
that I didn't try hard enough

to make anything right.

And you got some inside knowledge
on his opinion?

Why don't you hold off till he weighs in?