All language subtitles for Homicide life on the street S04E15 - Stakeout

I'm worried he's getting worse.
He's been down there for four days,

listening to that damn dog cry.

- What, his father's dog?
- Max hasn't shut up since... it happened.

Jake won't talk to me or anybody.
He won't talk to the kids.

The only person he's willing to spend
time with is Edgar's old partner Augie.

They've been down there all morning.

- Hey, Lewis.
- Jake, Augie.

- A party.
- Want a beer?

No. It's a little too early for me.

Say, Augie, weren't you
with County?

County and City.

Tell you one thing,
this city hasn't been the same

since the Jimmy Poulson thing.

Who?

Jimmy Poulson. Before your time.

Before Jake's time, too,
but at least he knows the story.

Well now, I best be headed on
down the road.

All right, Augie.

- Gonna be around, Jake.
- See you later, Aug.

- Who the hell is Jimmy Olson?
- Poulson!

You gonna be OK with this?
Yeah.

Hey, Jake, you gotta put all this
behind you, man. The trial is over.

Kenny Damon beat this.
That's messed up,

but you know how it works.
The guy's a mope.

Tomorrow he'll be back on the street.
He'll catch another charge.

Poor Max. He just keeps yapping.
Yap, yap, yap!

Was that Schenker from Tactical?

- If it was, he bought a new shirt.
- Cheese steak, extra mushrooms!

- Who's got the meatball and cheese?
- I... I do. Right here.

Where's my toasted croissant?

Here. Watch your cholesterol!

- Italian cold cuts?
- Yes, thanks.

Tuna with provolone la Mancha!

- Thank you, Frank.
- Where's your moustache?

- Oh! I'm trying a new look right now.
- Well, it's not bad.

You ordered, er...

Cold cuts? No?

Meatball?

- You always do this to me.
- It wasn't meatball? Was it?

No one else. Just me.
Just your partner.

You're starting to display
passive-aggressive behaviour.

Yeah, you're trying to tell me
something by not bringing me food.

- Grilled cheese.
- That explains it.

What? What is wrong
with a grilled-cheese sandwich?

It's... it's so... you know, so...

white boy.

- White boy?
- American cheese, white bread,

- it's such a non-statement.
- This isn't do with the sandwich.

- This is to do with you and me!
- No, it's the sandwich.

Just give me my money back.
I want my money.

- Oh, man!
- You'll have to wait for change.

Hey, it's Detective Kellerman,
back from the Badger State.

- Hey, partner. You happy to see me?
- How was your cousin's wedding?

Oh, 15 below zero. With the wind chill
it was like negative 300, right?

We're outside in three feet of ice,
everyone getting smashed on schnapps.

A Wisconsin wedding at its finest!

I'm still waiting for my plumbing
to defrost so I can take a leak.

- Hey, Jake.
- How's it hanging, Bobby?

- Hey, good to see you, Jake.
- It's good to be seen.

There it is. The space shuttle goes off
in a couple in of seconds.

- Hey.
- Hey, Jake. Looking good, man.

- I'm feeling a little better.
- Sorry the jury didn't bring it home.

It's not on you. You and Russert
put together a good case.

- So, back on the clock?
- Yeah, it feels pretty good.

I just had to get beyond it,
back into ordinary life.

Anyway, Lewis, that's for you.

I gotta catch my roll call,
so I'll see you.

- Take care, man.
- Yeah, OK, Jake.

What's that?

It's just some... paperwork.

It's not gonna blow up, is it?

Yes, indeed. Nothing worse
than when we find one out here, huh?

It's excellent. No crime scene,
no physical evidence,

just a body dumped
with the empty cat tins.

- Is the body over here? Thanks.
- This'll be like an archaeological dig,

like the Incan ruins. Crap today,
artefacts tomorrow. Worth gazillions!

You better start saving for a rainy day.
Here, it's a chair. Hey, Dyer.

Your crime scene, gentlemen.

Crime scene? More like
a dump job to me, no pun intended.

Blow-back on the ground
from the head shot.

- So he was killed here?
- Yep.

He was laying just as you see him
when he was shot.

OK, roll him.

- Oh, Jeez.
- What?

The good news is I have no problem
whatsoever chalking this squirrel off.

- The bad news?
- Kenny Damon.

It's the son-of-a-bitch
who killed Jake Rodzinski's father.

Oh, man. The bosses are gonna be
all over our ass.

We better take our time
and do this scene right.

Most definitely. OK, Cecil B DeBrodie,
start videotaping away for posterity.

Where'd you find the slug?

A quarter-inch into the mud
by the victim.

It's close to pristine, good shape,
good striations.

Been a while since
I've seen one of these.

- What do you mean?
- This is a 38 short, round-nose type.

- So?
- So you don't see them much anymore.

- Everything's 9mm, 380, 32.
- Janine, fish or cut bait.

You're only a death investigator

in one of the most heavily-armed
urban environments in the world.

Why bother absorbing
any ballistic knowledge?

If I did learn it,
you'd be out of a job. Think on that.

Derringer, here.
Two shot. Cooper Arms.

That's your weapon right there.

- Who uses Derringers?
- Riverboat gamblers.

A Derringer, huh?

Kenny Damon got whacked
by a two-shot Derringer.

I never heard of a drug hit
with a Derringer.

Kill the president at the theatre, yeah,

but to ace somebody
over a short package of vials, uh-uh.

- Well, what do we have?
- Hard to say,

but half the city's wondering where
Jake Rodzinski was last night.

I don't see that. He's not that type.

Maybe you don't wanna see it,
but we've gotta run it out,

- even if only to rule him out.
- You getting heat to go after him?

They're nervous about
the appearance of it, yeah.

I don't think anyone here wants
to see Jake as our shooter.

Kenny Damon's courted
a street hit since grade school.

Yeah, you got that right.

He had everybody in East Baltimore
pissed off at him.

Meldrick, you work that angle.
Mike, you've got Jake.

Work independently. Do not share
information with each other.

- I want a Chinese curtain between you.
- Wait, that's unjustified.

We work this case together
like any other.

It's not like every other case.
You and Jake have a history.

You testified at the trial and found
the murder weapon.

Kellerman's clean. He wasn't around
when all that happened.

You're saying I'm unprofessional? Huh?

- That I'd dump a homicide case?
- I am not. We both know

little in this office stays secret.

If Jake found out where Mike is going
with the investigation in the wrong way

- we could be compromised from jump.
- You're saying I'd leak information?

This is an order. Work independently.

I think you're talking through
your stripes, Sarge. This ain't right.

- Come in.
- This ain't right. I'm being disrespected.

Is that correct?

How long I've been murder police?
I'll tell you! Five years...

... ten months.

Green sheets, huh?

The performance evaluations period
ends Friday. I'll be writing all day.

Huh?

- You have a problem?
- Prob... Well, no. No.

No problem really.
It's... it's a concern, really.

- What is your concern?
- That woman has ordered me...

You mean Sergeant Howard.

Sergeant Howard has kept it
so I don't have access

to half the case file
on the Damon murder.

That tells me I'm not to be trusted.
That flies in the face of everything...

- My mama... It's...
- If it were me,

I'd have jacked you off
the case in a heartbeat.

Sergeant Howard felt otherwise.
She did you a favour.

But she's fixed it so the left don't
know what the right hand's doing.

What have we here? Meldrick Lewis.

Ah, let's see.
"Works well with colleagues,

"knowledgeable in
the investigative process."

Ah, here. "Readily accepts and
responds to supervision."

Readily accepts and
responds to supervision.

- That's... that's my green sheet.
- I think I made a mistake.

I need an eraser.
I think I made a mistake.

- Do you have an eraser?
- You don't need one.

I'd like to have one.

Hey. You know I'm hoping
you have better luck than I do.

He has been living

Through the pages of our time

Known as a true man

Pure and sublime

Comes from the earth

And out of the skies

From the four corners of the compass

And into our lives

He is followed

He who is true

To what there is

To be believed in

To the spirit of you

Comes from the day

And out of the night

It's in all things natural

It's in all things right

Oh, sometimes

It's just not that easy...

All you cops hated Kenny, too, right?

He was your boyfriend?

Dad thought he was getting a reward
whether Kenny got convicted or not.

He killed that cop's father.

Papers are saying the police
might have killed Kenny.

- You believe that?
- I don't know.

Kenny had everyone mad at him.
He turned me out, you know.

When I met him, I looked good.
I did... I did!

I had a job down at Lever Brothers.
I was doing all right.

Then he started getting me high
and showing me things.

But I'm cleaning myself up.

Yeah, I can see that. Who else do
you know might have hated Kenny?

I know he took a G-pack
from one of the crews

selling coke on Dallas Street.
He was supposed to sell the vials,

but he just got high with them.

Dealer was crying about it,
threatening to kill him.

What dealer?

A short Dominican.

I think his name is Galeno or Granillo
or... or something. I don't know.

I think I got something.

Kenny Damon stole
cocaine two weeks ago,

took it from a Dominican dealer
name of Antonio Galeno.

Galeno's telling anybody who'll listen
that Kenny's gotta pay or die.

What?

- Tony Galeno?
- Antonio Galeno.

Tony Galeno shot dead three nights
before Kenny Damon was killed.

Hey, Kellerman.

Detective Rodzinski.
What are you doing here?

Looking for you, Mikey.

I hear you've been asking questions
of people.

So I figure, maybe I'll just come by
and give you some answers, huh?

- It's not personal. I'm working a file.
- Yeah, I know. I'm not mad.

You want to know something, ask.

Hey, you want to do this in the Box,
we'll do it in the Box.

I'm serious. Let's go in the Box.
Ask away, brother.

We don't need the Box, or to talk
tonight. You're lit pretty good. Go home.

Cos I figured if you just want to know
something, you'd come by and ask.

You know how it works. You check
your sources, you check the facts

and then you go to the guy and talk.
Come on,

you've been Detective as long I have.

Never got to Homicide, though.
Hey, how you liking it?

What's the difference between
working Homicide and working Arson?

Less soot.

Hey. Hey, you're OK, Mikey.

Why don't you go home?

You know I'm glad that little bastard
got aced. You know that.

Pez and I were working
when it happened,

and I know that if you've been asking
the right questions,

you'll get the right answers, so...

you're ready for me,
you just come by and holler, huh?

Yeah, I will.
Yeah, I know you will.

Good morning, all. Frank.

Kay, I have for you
a pastry from Muhly's.

- From Muhly's? I love Muhly's.
- Yes.

You're nice guy.
What a nice man!

Everyone loves Muhly's.

- Megan.
- Oh, thanks, no, Tim.

- I insist.
- Well, thank you. How nice of you.

- John, a doughnut.
- I'm a cop. It's a doughnut.

It was meant to be.
Thank you, Tim... Mmm!

- Thank you.
- Mmm! Mmm!

Mmm! Good year!

Frank.

Oh, my goodness gracious. Frank,
Frank, Frank, Frank, Frank, Frank!

You know something,
my pal, my partner?

The thing is that when
I went to Muhly's this morning,

and, I don't know, I just forgot you.

I don't know what to say.

You got powder on your chin.

Yes, I do, Frank.

- Hey, how you feeling?
- Oh, been better.

- Yeah, you were a mess last night.
- Yeah, well...

- So you ready for me?
- Yeah.

- Need the interrogation room?
- No. What I need is lunch.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- How about Lewis's place?
- The Waterfront?

No, it's bad enough
I gotta work with him.

I don't want to eat food
that moves.

Thanks.

The vehicle logs say you checked out
a surveillance car, a green '95 Lexus,

at six p.m. And your partner
was driving the unit's Cavalier.

- Why'd you take two cars?
- Well, no good reason.

That Lexus got seized
in those joint raids with the DEA,

and it's been sitting
in the motor pool ever since.

I guess I just wanted a chance
to test drive a $60,000 car.

- You thinking of buying a Lexus?
- Yeah, on my salary!

No, I just wanted to see how it felt.
It's a beautiful car.

So then you drove in separate cars
to the surveillance in Highlandtown.

- What time did you get there?
- About seven.

- An hour to Highlandtown?
- We stopped for dinner first,

at that pit-beef stand
on Pulaski Highway.

And you sat on your suspect's house,
you and Pez, till three in the morning?

Yeah. We were getting tired
of missing this guy.

He kited 70,000 bucks worth of cheques
from Unified Fidelity,

He's been on the run four months.
If we don't catch him soon

my sergeant's gonna have my ass.
You know how that goes.

And Moyles from the Southeast
saw you there at 2:30am.

- When he was walking his post.
- Yeah, you talked to him, right?

- Mmm.
- Yeah, he saw us.

I mean, we saw him. Pez flagged him
down to say hello.

- It's a good thing that he saw you.
- I guess so. Helps with the alibi.

Run sheets? Run sheets. Run sheet.

- John.
- Thanks, Tim.

Megan. OK, anyone else?

Hang on.
No problem. I'll get my own.

- You got stuck with the Cavalier?
- Jake took the Lexus.

- He wanted to take that bad boy out.
- It's beautiful.

- Yes, it is.
- Then you went to the surveillance?

- No, we stopped to eat.
- Burgers, right?

No. Pit beef. Out Pulaski Highway.

- It was a grilled cheese. Get a grip.
- It wasn't the sandwich, partner.

- That's it?
- Yeah, that's it.

Well, that wasn't too bad.
See you round.

- OK.
- Hey, Tom.

- So, how does it feel so far?
- So far I can't say I have much

- of anything to be concerned about.
- But?

- But I want to go a little deeper.
- What's bothering you?

Well, Jake and his partner
tell their story in stereo.

- As if they've been rehearsing?
- Yeah. I mean, I'd expect that

even if they had nothing
to hide, but it's just...

Another thing, Jake used the Lexus
they have down in the motor pool

for his surveillance. Told me
he just wanted to take it for a spin.

- So?
- How are you gonna do a surveillance

in Highlandtown in a $60,000 luxury
car? It doesn't exactly blend in.

If you're trying
to get the drop on a suspect,

you don't want the whole
neighbourhood to see you.

You think they used the Lexus
for something else?

- Possibly.
- As bait?

- It is possible.
- Process that car for evidence.

I already sent lab techs
to the motor pool.

Good. Stay on it.

I know it's difficult, but I've gotta
ask you if he's been himself lately?

- I...
- Does he talk about the case?

- I can't.
- Has he said anything to you

- about Kenny Damon getting killed?
- My God, you think he did it!

No, I didn't say that.
I just need to know...

- Jake...
- What the hell is this? Get goin'!

- Hey! It's just business!
- Don't!

This is my business!
Get away from my wife! Get inside.

- Jake!
- Get inside!

If this was your case, you'd work it
the same way!

No, this would not be my case,
because cops don't dog other cops.

Any more questions, talk to the FOP
lawyer, cos I'm done with you!

- Get in there! What are you thinking?
- I didn't...

The Lexus has smudged prints
on the door handles and interior,

so that's worthless,
but look at this.

- What do you think?
- Defence wound?

This was a cutting maybe,
but this is a shooting remember.

Looks like a run-of-the-mill skin scrape.

- I'm thinking handcuffs.
- That's a reach.

I know, but how better
to keep the victim subdued

than let him think he's being arrested?
He got locked up once a month

whether he needed it or not.
He won't battle once he's cuffed.

- They cuff him, bring him to the dump...
- Another reason they cuff him.

They got two cars,
the Lexus and the Cavalier,

so there's only one of them
in the car if he breaks bad.

Cuff him to a back armrest,
he's not going anywhere.

- It's a workable theory, but that's all.
- Why bring the victim to the dump?

- Why not kill him where you find him?
- If you get the guy off the street,

you can take your time, enjoy it.

This wasn't a robbery, it was payback.
It was personal. They found two bullets,

one in his head, and the other
in the ground. What does that say?

That he flinched or they used the first
bullet to scare the hell out of him.

- This just doesn't sound right.
- I feel the same way.

- What does it sound like then?
- It sounds like a drug execution.

Lewis has been chasing that for days.
A lot of possibilities, nothing solid.

Besides, who does a drug hit
with a Derringer?

- What?
- Firearms say it was a Derringer.

I thought it was a 38.
Unfortunately I'm beginning to see it.

- A Derringer, my God!
- Well, I'm missing something.

Yes, about 20 years.
When I came on in '68,

the city was literally burning. Guys
went on patrol armed to the teeth

for fear of coming up short in a fight
with nothing left in their arsenal.

The old-timers told us
to carry a Derringer,

a little extra in case you've fired
your six shots and needed help.

- Derringers were departmental issue?
- Not exactly. It was a different time.

You did what had to do and worried
later. The old-timers would say,

"I'd rather be judged
by twelve than carried by six."

- You carried a two shot, Gee?
- A Smith and Wesson single shot.

Kay, ask Meldrick to step in here.

If Ed Rodzinski was on the streets
in '68, my guess is he carried one.

You're all taking a shot at Jake now?

In the absence of any other theory,
we press his alibi and see if it snaps.

Why we gotta see if it snaps?
Why should we care if his alibi snaps?

What possible point can there be
to solving Kenny Damon's murder?

The guy's a chump.
The guy's a chump whose destiny

is to catch a bullet
from somebody, some time.

I don't think Jake had anything to do
with it, but don't give a damn who did!

Names stay red on that board
all the time. Why not Damon's?

Think I knew I'd be going after
a cop on this case?

I don't care about this piece of crap.

I'd love to drop the file and not have
every detective looking past me.

Detective Lewis,
I'll leave it to you.

If you can tell everybody in this room
what is it you want to do and why?

I was just blowing off a little steam.

I'm out there and I see y'all in here
trying to fit this to Jake, and I...

- I know! I feel like I need a shower.
- Maybe you wanna pass on this one?

I never ducked a call in my life.

Ancient history. You'll
be back in microfilm on this one.

"Edgar Joseph
Rodzinski. Retired 01/14/85."

I need the complete personnel records -
green sheets, disciplinary, medical.

- What for?
- And I need it in an hour!

You just made
the top of my list.

I know Kellerman's handling it OK,
but it's gotta hurt.

You start trying to confirm the alibi,
and end up running another cop down.

- Well, a case is a case.
- You can't mean that.

I don't sit in judgement. I close cases.
Kenny Damon is a case like any other.

You know, sometimes I wish
I had your single-mindedness.

- You're not giving them to Frank?
- No.

- This is infantile.
- There are those that will say

that the grilled-cheese sandwich
is one of those populist creations

that made America great. I think
that that is overstating the matter,

but I can recall a day,
not so very long ago, when...

How long are you gonna keep this up?

Well, I'm just getting to him now,
so I'm having fun.

- Can you guys help me out?
- What's up?

I need to find any reference
connecting Edgar Rodzinski

- to a 38 Cooper Arms Derringer.
- Well, that's a long shot.

I present to you the years 1955 to 1969

and you can have 70 to 85.
Enjoy.

Hey, Mike. Jake is off today.
I sent Lewis and Munch to his house.

- McCadden is downstairs.
- We jack him up first, see what gives.

Right. Let's go.

This was my other favourite. Sig Sauer.

German made, 14 to a clip.
Feel that trigger pull.

- Jake.
- What?

Phone.

Yeah.

Yeah, I heard you.

Those rat bastards
went down to Cheque and Fraud.

They yanked Pez upstairs
for questioning.

You're advising me of my rights?
Like I'm some dumbass who doesn't know the routine?

Call the damn F.O.P. lawyer,
'cause I'm not saying a thing.

- You got nothing
- Very persuasive, but you cuffed him.

You cuffed him for the ride.

That scratch could've happened
19 different ways and you know it.

- Call the lawyer.
- We're laser printing the car.

We find Kenny Damon's print
on that vehicle and you're done.

You don't have prints. If you did, you'd
have thrown the report in my face.

Who you kidding?
Call... the... lawyer.

You... want... a... lawyer?

Mmm.

Joey, pick the crayons up
off the floor.

Joey, don't make me ask you again!

- Jake! What are you doing?
- Take the kids down to the basement!

- Why the gun?
- Just do it.

- Jake?
- Do it now!

Come on, Joey.

Hurry!

Oh, My God!

I don't mean to break up this party...

'Sit tight.'

'Call a lawyer, damn it! '

Hey, Al. Looks like you were right.

There was a police-involved
shooting in May '65.

Rodzinski wounded a burglary suspect
in an alley off of West Lombard.

The shooting was ruled justifiable,
but he got a reprimand

and lost four vacation days
for using an unauthorised firearm,

a Cooper Arms two shot.

Suppose a bullet was recovered?

What are the chances it's still
in Evidence Control 30 years later?

Non-existent.
Except for unsolved cases,

old bullets get tossed within a year.

Would he know that?

How often does Cheque and Fraud
deal with ballistics?

- Exactly.
- Hell of a bluff.

We don't have anything to lose.

I need somebody to go
to the Firearms Lab

and tell Janine we need 238 short
rounds, the one from Damon's murder

- and one spent, same calibre and make.
- I'll get someone on it.

He's gone... She's around back.

She's gardening?

You look more like
Jimmy Poulson every day.

Kiss my ass!

He wouldn't stop barking. Ever.

Jake comes out and tells me
to get the kids and go downstairs.

I ask him why, and he said,
"Just do it."

I swear to God I didn't know
if he had it in his mind to kill us all.

I come out and Jake's just standing
talking about how Max missed Edgar,

and not to worry
because he's with Dad now.

- Where'd he go, Carol?
- I have no idea.

He did it, didn't he? He killed that guy.

I don't know.

Sure you do.

Game's over, Pez.
We'll get you that lawyer now.

What the hell are those?

- Those are bullets.
- This was in the mud in the landfill

and this one came out of Edgar
Rodzinski's Derringer back in 1965.

It's been in Evidence Control waiting
for someone to find a use for it.

Actually, I think that this is the one
from the landfill,

but it's so easy to get these confused.

Yeah, seeing as the two bullets
are exactly alike.

Yeah... You're done! We don't even
need a statement from you.

We're gonna get you that FOP lawyer,

and then drop kick your ass
over to Central Booking. That's it!

The boys in the bullpen find out you're
a detective, they'll sell you for parts.

- Bull! This is all bull.
- I'll show you bull. Bayliss!

- Call the FOP and get him a lawyer.
- Wait!

- What?
- Wait.

I'm looking for 10 to 15
on second degree, and if I give it up,

I do my bit in a Federal facility
under a new name.

We'll talk to Danvers.

The bastard thought we were putting
some lame-ass car charge on him.

We drove to the dump,
dragged him out,

took the cuffs off.

Jake wanted to use
his father's two shot.

He put one in the ground
by Damon's ear,

gave him something to think about.

That punk started to beg...

But the second shot...

it was all she wrote.

- Sounds cold, Pez.
- Yeah, well...

I know I'm supposed to be
feeling something...

but I don't. The mope
had it coming big time.

So call Danvers in here,

but I'm not signing my Miranda waiver
until my deal is inked.

You know, Pez, it's bad enough
that you did the murder,

but then for you to sit here and give
your partner up in a heartbeat,

I don't like you from either end!

- Hey, Lewis.
- Jake.

- Pez gave it up, huh?
- Yeah.

I should have left him out of it
and done it my own self.

I used my dad's two shot. It saved
his life once back in the '60s,

back when he still used to push
a radio car.

- A burglar jumped out...
- I read the report.

Yeah? You dug that up, huh?

That's... that's good police work.

- Kellerman found it.
- Well, Mike's a good man too.

You want me to do myself?

Just get in the car.

My dad always loved coming here.

'Will the defendant please rise
and face the jury? '

How say you?

We find the defendant guilty
on all counts, Your Honour.

Ladies and gentlemen of the
jury, on behalf of the Circuit Court,

I want to thank you for serving
as jurors. You are now dismissed.

We're going to The Waterfront
for a taste. Come with?

- I got a prosecution report to type up.
- Well, suit yourself.

Grilled cheese.

Apology is accepted.

So one jury lets a guy
like Kenny Damon skate,

and does the right thing on the next.
There's no justice out there any more.

- It's a crap shoot.
- It's always been a crap shoot.

Does the name Poulson
ring a bell with you, Jimmy Poulson?

Yeah. Poulson was a policeman

in the Northwest around '73, '74.

During that time a cop named Reinman
was killed during a traffic stop,

and every cop in the city
was hunting the shooter.

And the rule was then if you ran into
him on the street, you killed him.

- No questions asked.
- So what about Poulson?

Poulson was a good cop,

but he had the misfortune

of cornering the Reinman shooter
in a Pimlico alley.

- And?
- And he let him surrender.

I was working Tactical during the time,
and I was in the district station house

- when Poulson brought the shooter in.
- So what happened?

Turned him over to the desk sergeant,

and a number of Reinman's friends
grabbed the shooter,

dragged him out of the lock-up,
took him back into the cell block

and beat him bloody.

Ever since that day not one cop,

not one cop spoke a word to Poulson.

Man! Here's to the good old days.

Yeah. I don't agree with a lot of those
things that happened back then,

but back in the '70's, '60's,

if you even dreamed of killing a cop

or one of the cop's relatives,
you woke up and you apologised.

Jimmy Poulson and Jake Rodzinski,
both of them born at the wrong time.

One of my worst memories, well,
it would be back in the Northwest,

and standing in the parking lot,
and listening to those cops

beat that prisoner in his cell

and hearing him scream for justice,

just screaming for justice.

And I remember this...
the sergeant laughing

and saying,

"There ain't no justice here.
It's just us."

'But nowadays,

'thinking about this Kenny Damon case,

'it makes me wonder about... us.'

Sometimes

It's still not that easy...