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(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

Looks like their mailman
just delivered.

HOOKER: Let's give them
time to unwrap the package.

We're ready, Hooker.
Just say when.

HOOKER: He's pulling out
the spare tire.

The drugs could be in there.

COLEMAN: Listen, Butler,

just be sure my buyers
don't get hassled
while they're in town.

I'll see what I can do.

When I pay a cop
like I'm paying you,
I pay you to do.

Divisional Vice
busts a lot of joints
I never hear about.

He's got the smack.

HOOKER: We're moving in.

Come on. Let's go.

Showtime,
Lieutenant?

Let's go pick up
the trash.

Police! Headed this way.

You set me up,
you lousy cop!

I didn't know, Coleman.
I didn't know, I swear!

Petey, take care
of him.

(SHOUTS)
I didn't know!

REED: This is
the police.

Throw your guns down
and come out
with your hands up.

(GUNFIRE)

They got us pinned.

Try it. Drop the gun.

Now!

Put your hands
behind your neck.

It'll be a long time
before you see
the street again, dirtball.

Why'd you do it?

Ice one of your
own men?

(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

(ENGINE STARTING)

You! Drop it!

Place your hands
above your head.
Move, move!

Come on, down, down.

STACY: Hooker,
over here,

(ENGINE REVVING)

(COUGHING)

All right. Cuff 'em.

Out of there. Out!

On your knees.

Hands behind your neck.

VINCE: Move!

Paul Butler,
out of Midtown.

Back there.
Blown away.

Butler? What was
he doing here?

He couldn't have known
about this operation.
It was a secret.

Maybe he was conducting
an investigation
on his own.

Yeah, maybe.

Well, we'll get into it.

But right now,
I want that slime
locked away.

As for the stash,
well, you recovered
it, Hooker,

so you earned
the right to book it
into property.

All this for two bags
of white powder.

It may not
look like much,

but that white powder
you're holding
is pure China White.

You cut it,

put it out on the street,
you got six million dollars
to line your pockets.

Book it, Stace.

A gold star beside your
record wouldn't hurt.

No, Hooker,
you're the one who...

Will you book it?

You know I hate
paperwork.

Besides, I'm gonna
have my hands full

telling Mrs. Butler
that she's a widow.

Ta-dah!

What you got
there, cocaine?

Heroin, Glazer.

Two kilos of China White,
six million bucks worth
on the street.

Thanks to the heroic
efforts of my partner.

Okay, you guys.
Give me a break.

Sure. As long as you
don't get a big head.

How'd you both like
a knuckle sandwich?

Here's your receipt
and claim number,

for when the stuff
goes in for testing.

Which may be pretty soon.
Coleman claims that's sugar.

I guess he was going
to bake a big cake.

Boy, do I have
a recipe for him.

Hooker.

What a nice surprise.
What are you doing here?

(CHUCKLES)

If you're looking for Paul,
he's on duty today.

Ellen, I have some
bad news for you.

Hooker, is he...

He's been shot.

I'll have someone
drive you downtown.

Okay.

He didn't make it.

(SOBBING)

Some of the wives
will be over to pick up
the kids after school.

(CRYING)

How am I gonna
tell the boys?

You're gonna need
a lot of help
to get through this.

The department has
people who do that.

I'll do whatever I can.

(CRYING)

(CALLING CADENCE)

Stace.

It's good to see you.

It's good to see
you too, Mac.

Three months can be
a long time, when you
care for someone.

I thought about it
for a long time before
I returned your ring.

And I've honored
your wishes. I haven't
tried to see you.

I know.
I appreciate that.

Stacy, we're still
friends, right?

Then let's have
a nice, friendly dinner.

I'm not sure that'd
be a good idea.

Tonight.

Armando's.

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

Sounds tempting...
I don't know.

If you're uncomfortable,
you can just have a glass
of wine and leave...

No strings attached.

Okay?

I'm gonna hold you to that.

Terrific.

I'll pick you
up at eight.

Okay.

So Mackenzie's back,
and Stacy's got him.

What big eyes
you have, Grandma.

He may be a
hotshot attorney,

but I never much
liked the guy,
you know?

I know.

VINCE: Ellen Butler
must've taken
the news hard.

Like every other
cop's wife,

every time her husband
went off to work,

she waited for someone
to deliver the bad news.

I've had my share
of delivering
that bad news.

And for Ellen,
the wait is over.

This snitch we're
looking for, Joe Deems.

You figure he knows
why Paul Butler was
in the wrecking yard?

A rehab type who went
back on the needle,

and locked
into Coleman.

None of the guys arrested
in the bust said word-one
about anything.

What makes you
think Deems'll talk?

He's a junkie,

and junkies can be made
to do almost anything.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

The hoods who hang out
here seem to be pretty
high up the ladder.

Wouldn't think
Deems would fit in.

Deems fits in anywhere.
Blends with the wallpaper.

That's what made him
such a valuable snitch.

HOOKER: All right,
airheads. Put your
hands on the table.

Get ready to turn
your pockets.

You can't pull this
in my club, Hooker.

Watch me.

You're first, Vito.
Empty your pockets.

You guys stink.

Coming from you,
that's a compliment.

But I'll tell you
what I'll do.

I'll make you a deal.

You deliver
Joe Deems to me,
I'll back off.

I haven't seen
him in weeks.

You're lying through
your teeth.

Deems, hold it!

(GLASS SHATTERS)

(ENGINE REVVING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

VINCE: Mr. Deems
seems to be allergic
to blue suits.

We're gonna keep
looking, Romano.

Till we find him.

(LAUGHING)

Ah, good.

I think I will have
some espresso.

Thanks.

Now, where were we?

You were trying
to convince me

we ought to pick up
where we left off.

Hmm.

So tell me, how
am I doing so far?

You always were
persuasive, Counselor.

Can't see how you'd
ever lose a case.

Somehow I get
the feeling I'm not
winning this one.

Look, Mac,

the reason I didn't want
to see you after I broke
off the engagement

is because it just
hurt too much.

Are you hurting now?

I'm a police officer,
and I worked hard
to get where I am.

I wanna keep on
doing what I'm doing.

You never could
understand how important
that is to me.

I started understanding,

just about the time
you said goodbye.

(CHUCKLES) You know,
you were making me crazy.

The endless pressure
to choose between
my career and you.

I admit it, I was
a little crazy myself.

It's called being in love.

Well, as long as we're
admitting things,

if I were looking
for a husband,

you might be
the right guy.

Hmm.

Oh.

Thank you.

Okay.

VINCE: We must've hit
half the gin mills
in town last night,

but no Joe Deems.

The guy's a phantom.
I missed him twice.

So how long do we
keep rousting bars?

Until we find him.
One thing that
bothers me.

In four of the
spots we hit,

they were drug buyers
from cities up and
down the coast.

You know,

I ran into three
dealers I busted
in San Francisco.

With Coleman's heroin

in our Property Room,
what are they
hanging around for?

New supply coming
in from somewhere?

Not according to
our street sources.

A smile like that,
I don't have to ask

how your date
went last night.

I'll never tell.

If it was with
who I think it was,

you haven't got your
head on straight.

Fortunately,
that's none of your
business, partner.

What was that
all about?

She started
seeing him again.

I'm sorry to hear that.

I thought she made
the right move when
she broke with him.

Will you guys
lighten up?

Like she said,
it's none of
our business.

Did you hear
a voice just now?

Yeah, but it wasn't
the voice of experience.

Mr. Lavery.

You don't look
happy to see me, Mac.

Here's the wax
impression of her
patrol car key.

But I want you
to pass the word.

I don't want anything
to happen to that girl.
I love her.

Well, that's
the reason for this.

It's safe, non-violent,
no gunplay.

We've got the keys,
we know the time
they're taking

the heroin to the
lab and the route.

We create a diversion
and it's ours.

Heroin Coleman
was arrested with
is yours, isn't it?

You're the man
behind Coleman.

Let's not complicate
our relationship with
extraneous information.

I had a job for you
to do and you did it.

Okay, I did it.

Now where are the tapes
you made of our
phone conversations?

Patience, Mackenzie.

You promised me, Lavery.
Damn it, you lied to me!

You were the one who
came to us, wanting to
sell perjured testimony.

I was young, ambitious.

One single, stupid mistake.

How long do I have
to keep paying for it?

I'd say it paid
off rather well.

No more.

I'm through doing
your dirty work.

Perhaps, but
we'll decide that.

Not you.

Oh, here you are,
two one-kilo packages
white powder,

checked out to
Officer Sheridan.

Destination.

Coleman's lawyer
asked for an
immediate testing.

And what Warren
Lavery wants,
he usually gets.

So you had
dinner with him.

And?

And it was a very
nice evening. And
the rest is classified.

(ENGINE STARTING)

They just passed Ninth,
heading south on Central.

Right on schedule,
just like Lavery planned.

We're on the move.

Jim.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Four-Adam-Sixteen.
We have a two-eleven
at Fifth and Central.

Officer on foot pursuit.

Call in. Tell 'em
we're rolling backup.

Dispatch, this is
Four-Adam-Thirty,

rolling backup
to Sixteen.

(GUNSHOTS FIRED)

(SIREN WAILING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Let's hear about it.

They got a shot
off at Jim.

They got away.

What's wrong, Jim?

(CHUCKLES) A garbage
can ran into me. I'm
beginning to feel it.

You the store owner?

Anybody hurt inside?

Detectives are
on their way.

Don't touch anything
until they get there.

Romano, see that Jim
gets to the hospital.
X-ray that shoulder.

I'll ride with Stacy.

Not even a trace
of narcotic.

What the hell
is it then?

Milk-sugar.

Not even good
milk-sugar.

But we know
it was heroin.

We field-tested it
at the wrecking yard.

It was pure
China White.

Sorry.

If you people
will excuse me.

I have a client
who just spent
the night in jail

for possessing sugar.

A murder was committed
at your client's
wrecking yard,

and he was there.

My client's not responsible
for people who trespass
on his property.

But if you still want
to trump up some charge,

be my guest.

Now the packages
I turned over to you
at the junkyard

contained pure smack.

And I'll tell you
again, I have no
idea what happened...

Well, you better figure
it out, Sheridan,

or you're gonna take
a giant fall when you
face the Trial Board.

Badge and gun,
Sheridan.

How's the shoulder?

Sprained ligaments,
be all right.

Lieutenant,

the buyers who drifted
into town to stock up
on Coleman's heroin

are still here. Why?

Right. Maybe they got
a tip it would be back
in Coleman's hands.

You still have to
explain how Coleman
got the stuff.

Unless Sheridan
here handed it
over to him.

I don't believe
that man.

Forget about him.

We'll find the smack,
and who took it.

I'd help, but he
lifted my badge
and gun.

Where do we start?

With Paul Butler
being at the yard
with Coleman.

I have a sick feeling
he's mixed up in this.

LAVERY: This lady
friend of yours.

I wonder how she'd
react, say, if
you were disbarred.

Sent to jail.

What if the cops found
out that Coleman was
just a front for you?

You have no proof.

I have tapes.

(SIGHS)

All right.

What do you
want me to do?

There's $10,000 in there.

Exchange it for two
small packages
and bring them to me.

You're talking
about the heroin.

(LAUGHS) You're
a bright man.

Be exceptionally bright.

Don't come back
without it.

You're gonna need
help along the way,

I want you to call me.

Okay.

The papers that you said
you'd take care of for me.

Paul's pension
and all of that.

I brought them with me.

I just wanna be finished
thinking about all
of those things.

The boys and I
are gonna go away
for a couple of weeks.

Take your advice.

Good, I'm glad
you're gonna do that.

Here's everything
I could find.

I hope you can make
some sense out of it.

Well, I'll try.

I'm sorry to bring this
up at this time but...

What is it?

When I was by the other day.

I couldn't help but notice
the new car in your driveway.

Wondered how you could manage
it, on Paul's paycheck?

Paul got a stock market tip

from an ex-cop who went to
work for a brokerage.

Marty Weinstock?

Yes. Weinstock.

Thank you.

For everything.

Bye.

Bye.

(ENGINE STARTING)

It's more than
just unfair, Stacy.

It's lousy.

I know how much you
put into the job.

How dedicated you are.

You're just prejudiced.

But I like it.

I was just wondering
if you still feel so

gung-ho about the department.

Seeing the way
they're treating you.

Don't worry about it.
I can take care of myself.

I never doubted that.

But if you should have to
decide not to be a cop...

But then what else would I be?

You'd be you.

Beautiful, loving, warm.

Deja vu time.

Seems I've heard
those words before.

Same words.

Same feelings.

You may also recall that
I said, "I love you".

I didn't forget what you said.

Or what I said.

I remember everything
about that night.

I always will.

I want to do more
than just remember.

I want to live that night
again and again.

Every night for the
rest of my life.

Are you saying
what I think you're saying?

I've never ever felt this way,
about anybody before.

Ever.

Hmm.

Stacy Mackenzie.

Has a nice ring.

Yeah, oh.

Speaking of which.

You kept it.

Why don't we see
if it still fits?

I just finished filling out
Paul Butler's pension forms.

Give me a hand with
the rest of his papers.

(PHONE RINGING)

Here's his will.

Drawn by Warren Lavery.

What kind of cop,
can afford his fees?

To think of it,
there is one kind.

What are you saying,
Paul Butler was on the pad?

According to this will

Paul had over
fifty thousand dollars

in a bank account,
in the Bahamas.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hooker.

Great. We'll be right there.

It's Corrigan.

He just talked to
Joe Deem's girlfriend.

Said he's hanging
out at the old

loading docks,
on Commerce Street.

Mackenzie.

You got the stuff, Deems?

It's in the car.
Where's the money?

Just take one.

Figure I took a big risk.

Big enough for a bonus.

Hey man, that's your problem.

That's all the money
they gave me.

Then that's all
the smack you get.

I can't go back
with just half the stuff.

They'll kill me.

That's your problem.

(GUNSHOT)

(ENGINE STARTING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Find out what went
on over there.

(SIREN WAILING)

(SIREN WAILING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Hooker, look out!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

You okay?

Yeah.

You think that was Deems?

I know it was.

(CALLING CADENCE)

Ran the license plate
on the car you guys chased.

Belonged to Joe Deems.

Stacy.
What's with the suitcase?

Just cleaned out my locker.

(PHONE RINGING)

Stacy, the trial board
isn't till next week.

You'll be back
on duty by then.

There's not going
to be a trial board.

I'm quitting.

Stace, you gotta be kidding.

Well, I'm not.

All the training and busting

my butt at the Academy,
for this?

Reed and the trial board
can stuff it.

Hey, hey. Cool down, love.

You're not thinking clearly.

You're a cop, born and bred.
What else would you do?

Mac and I are getting married.

We haven't set the date yet

but it won't be a
long engagement.

Well, how about that.

Stacy, turning in your badge,

giving up without clearing
yourself, it's not right.

Hooker, if you were defending
me at the trial board today

what kind of case
would I have?

You still have time
to fight it.

It's not taking place today.

But today, I need someone.

I've got Mac.

(PHONE RINGING)

You know, the way you
and Corrigan lit into Stacy

didn't exactly
lift her spirits.

She'll get over
fallen spirits.

It's the rest of her life
I'm worried about.

That's the point, Hooker.

It's the rest of her life
her marriage.

To the wrong guy.

I don't like Mackenzie
any more than you do.

But she loves him.

I guess she wouldn't consider
marrying him if she didn't.

Don't you think I know that?

There he is.

Lavery's limo.

(SIREN WAILING)

You were straddling line
back there.

License, please.

I hope you have cause
to stop us, Hooker.

I'd hate to think that
you were harassing me.

Mr. Lavery, just
admiring your limo.

Somehow I get the feeling
you've got

something else on your mind.

As a matter of fact
I was thinking about a will.

It would be a pleasure
to draw yours.

At five hundred dollars
an hour

that is your fee, isn't it?

For a servant of the people,
I'd make allowances.

Like you did for Paul Butler?

I make out all kind of wills.

Butler was on your payroll,
wasn't he?

You and your client's.
Coleman.

If you had proof
of that, Hooker,

rather than riding in my car,
I'd be riding in yours.

You ought to empty
your ashtrays more often.

Be seeing you.

Soon.

Have a nice day.

(DOOR CLOSES)

What are you doing here?

I saw your car
parked out front.

Stacy, we need to talk.

We have nothing
to talk about.

The hell we don't.

You're making two
of the biggest

mistakes of your life,
back-to-back.

You just have a blind
spot about Mac.

Not a blind spot.

I just don't like the guy.

And the way he's taking
advantage of your situation

to stampede you
down the aisle

makes me know I'm right.

Wait a minute, I'm standing
here in my wedding dress

while you run down the man
I'm about to marry

something is very
wrong with that.

Okay, enough about Mackenzie.

Your other mistake is giving
up on yourself on being a cop

without putting up
a real fight.

That's not like you, Stacy.

You're no quitter.

I'm just being practical.

The deck is stacked
a mile deep against me.

Who fed that kind
of bull to you?

Mackenzie?

We're here, Hooker,
Romano, and me.

We'll do everything we can
to help you clear yourself.

But you have to try, too.

Jim, no more please.

Hey, look.

If you really want to quit
and get married.

Okay. Do it.

But with a clean slate.
Take 'em to the mat.

Prove you're innocent.

Then, if you still want to

turn your badge for good

and I'll be there to
kiss the bride and

shake hands with the groom.

Just think about it.

Okay?

Hey, you sure look beautiful.

You have been playing
with that match

since you talked to Lavery.

You know how Mackenzie
lights his pipe

with a wooden match

tamps down the tobacco
with the end.

You found that
in Lavery's limo?

I gotta talk to Stacy.

Stacy.

Glad I found you.

I was worried.

I thought maybe you might
be too hurt and upset

to think straight.

About resigning?

Not just that.

The marriage, too.

You don't know Mac.

Do you, Stacy?
Do you really know him?

Enough to want to marry him.

I wish I didn't have
to tell you.

But it looks like Mackenzie
is involved

with Lavery, Coleman's lawyer.

And possibly more.

He may be behind
whoever stole your evidence.

That's crazy.

He would never do anything
like that, not to me.

Well, think about it. He
could have stolen the heroin.

When you were out of the car
with a key to your trunk.

And I'm willing to bet
that Mackenzie had access

to those keys
sometime before that.

Don't do this to me, Hooker.

You have no proof.

All I'm asking for is time.

Don't rush into anything.

I love Mac. I trust him and
I'm going to marry him!

Now, please, just go away.

Sometimes friends
hurt each other.

Perhaps you'll understand.

In time.

Don't be stupid, Mackenzie.

Benjamin will relish the
opportunity to educate you.

Look.

We all know how much
that heroin's worth.

All I want are those tapes
you promised me.

(DOORBELL BUZZING)

Yes?

WOMAN: Miss Sheridan's
here to see you.

Okay, send her in.

Hey, what a terrific surprise.

I have to speak with you, Mac.

Well, communications is the
bases of all relationships.

I've been talking to Hooker.

Whatever he said is a lie.

The man just wants to
keep you all for himself.

This is serious, Mac.

Hooker suspects you're into
some things that...

Honey, if Hooker digs into
anybody's background

long enough and hard enough

he's bound to come up
with something.

We're talking about you
and your background.

What is he going to find?

Okay, so I cut a corner

every now and then,
just to make a buck.

Nobody's perfect.

What's the use of living
if you can't enjoy it?

What about ethics and morals?

Ethics and morals.

Well, you can find them
in a trailer park

on the wrong side
of the tracks.

I'm sorry, Mac.

Okay, let's hear it.

What did Hooker say about me?

It's not what he said,
it's what you just said.

We come from different places

and we're not headed
in the same direction.

Leave her out of this!

What's going on, Mac?

Put simply, my dear.

Mr. Mackenzie
is about to decide
which is more important,

two kilos of heroin,
or your life.

Come on, Lavery.

I'll take you to the heroin.

But she stays here!

You've gotta be kidding.

You really think Mackenzie

could've stolen
the heroin himself?

If he copied Stacy's keys

he could have wound up
with the heroin.

I'm not passing up any bets.

A search warrant, and
a dog? What is going on?

Searching and sniffing.

Go, Sam, do your stuff.

Do you know when
Mr. Mackenzie will be back?

No, he left with Miss Sheridan
and the others.

Hooker, Sam's
on to something.

(SAM WHIMPERING)

Heroin was in here,
but it's gone now.

Look, it's really important
that we find Mr. Mackenzie.

Oh, he just walked
out of here.

He didn't say anything.

Probably to turn
over the heroin.

He had an appointment at
the Carmelli warehouse?

That place has been
shut down for years.

Oh, that's a
foreclosure litigation.

Here's the notice to turn the
keys over to the court

and the keys, that's funny,
the keys were right here.

That's better, Mac.

You've almost restored
my faith in you.

Your girlfriend could
bury all of us.

She won't, she'll keep quiet.

She's a policewoman.

And she knows all about us.

You're not just looking at

a few years for
suborning a witness.

You killed Joe Deems,
for these narcotics.

And all of us are implicated.

The only way we can trust you,

let you live,

give you the tapes,

is for you to take care
of Miss Sheridan, for us.

No, I can't.

Yes, you can.

No.

It's your life or hers,
Mackenzie.

Now, just pull the trigger
and the slate is clean.

How did you go so wrong, Mac?

Could have been great.

You and me.

A wonderful life.

I thought so, once.

I cared about you.

So much more than you know.

Get it over with, Mackenzie.

Waste her...now.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

At least we know
Lavery is here.

It's locked.

They're all in there.

They got a gun on Stacy.

We gotta get in there.

(GUNSHOT FIRING)

(GUNSHOTS)

Mac.

Stacy.

I'm sorry.

So am I.

Stay here Stacy.
I'll call for an ambulance.

All right, maggot.
Let's go.

We're on the wrong floor.

You see her come in?

I checked with Pam Meyers.

She's not in the women's
locker room.

Don't you worry, Jim will have

his partner riding
shotgun this shift.

I hope so. It's been
rough on her

the impending trial board,
being suspended.

Stacy knows the system.

The department couldn't
function without her.

Okay, but what
about Mackenzie?

It's gotta be a jolt
to find out

what she found out about him.

Yeah, not to mention
him letting Stacy

take the rap for what he did.

Listen, she's tough.
She'll deal with it.

I hope you're right.

Well, she's not here.

Hey, if she needs
another day or two

no big deal, you know.

Sorry I'm late.

Had to pick up my uniform
at the cleaners.

Well, how about it, guys?

They're not paying us to stand
around in the parking lot.

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