All language subtitles for Homicide life on the street S05E13 - Have A Conscience

Hey, Kellerman, congratulations.

Hey, Ingram.

Hmm, Detective Kellerman.
It's a wonderful morning, huh?

- Where's it at?
- Pardon me?

I wasn't asking for the front page,
but not even in the section?

- I have no clue what you're getting at.
- A retraction.

Connelly, Goodman and Pires,
they're front page.

- They were indicted.
- Well, where am I?

- Where does it say that I wasn't?
- It doesn't...

- Hey!
- There's not one line.

I'm good enough for headlines
for the last four months and now what?

You're quoted all over the page
about nailing down the indictments.

What would it have cost you
just to say that I wasn't?

People get indicted or arrested
every single day. It gets reported.

Somewhere along the way, charges are
dropped and they never get a retraction.

- Why should you be any different?
- Because I'm a cop.

- Let it go, Kellerman.
- You know this doesn't square.

Would you want it in the headlines
like your old partners, or here?

It would've been such a bitch
to do a couple of lines on my story.

Driving into work today,
I heard on the radio

that some guy was found dead
in Oregon in the middle of nowhere

in some burned-out section of forest.

He was found wearing a diving suit.

Hold on.

A guy in the middle of a forest

dead in scuba gear?

Wet suit, mask, tanks, regulator,
the whole McGillen.

Dead in the middle of nowhere.

Speculation is he was out
on some lake practising his dives

and one of those firefighting
tanker planes dips down over him,

scoops him up with the water

and drops him down
in the middle of some forest fire.

One second the guy's in the water
having fun, cool as can be,

next thing he knows he crashes down
in the middle of some towering inferno.

What do you suppose
is going through the guy's head?

- What's your point?
- My point?

- I heard this on the radio.
- And this has something to do with me?

You? I was just telling you
what I heard, Kay.

- You're always doing this.
- What?

You come out with some crazy story,
you got no point.

So what's your point? Huh?

Hey, Mikey.

And the bear says to the guy,
"You didn't come here to hunt, did you?"

- What?
- That's the punch line you keep telling.

Yeah, but it's about the settlement.

I know, I was making sure
I got the punch line right.

Yeah, you got it right.

Congratulations, Detective Kellerman,
on you being vindicated.

- Yeah, right.
- No, really.

You get chewed up, spit out
by the system, all in the same breath,

and all without a hair out of place.
Congratulations.

We'll compare hairspray
some day, Brodie, OK?

You got to come to the bar tonight,
we didn't celebrate enough.

You had one drink and then out the door.
We've got serious imbibing to do.

It's OK, one night was enough for me.

The Aztecs would go on a six-day binge
to celebrate their good luck.

- That's not true.
- OK, but could you buy into it once?

Yeah, dinner, drinks,
we need some serious relaxation time.

- Kellerman back in the saddle.
- That's right.

Hey, Gee. I know what you did for me
and I wanna say that I appreciated it.

- What?
- You tried to get things straight for me.

Well, what did I get you?

Well, you tried.

But listen, er...
next time don't rabbi for me, OK?

There won't be a next time,
Detective Kellerman.

- How you doing?
- Hey, good...

- What's with the hat?
- I always wear this hat.

- Oh, shave your head?
- Yeah.

- You shaved your head.
- Yeah.

- Why'd you do that?
- I don't know.

Yesterday when I was telling you
about when I was a kid...

Yeah?

I don't know, I don't know
why I said the things that I said.

- You were having a bad day.
- Yes.

- Still want to be partners, right?
- No. Uh-huh, I meant that.

We have a shooting
up on 15th and Pennsylvania.

That's you, Mike.

Oh, looks like you're right...

- What was that, 15th and what?
- Pennsylvania.

- Hey, we got a call, are you ready?
- You ready?

Hey, hey, I'll get my coat.

Hey, Detective Kellerman,
how you doing?

- What?
- You all right?

- Yeah, you bet.
- Oh, yeah, I bet on you now.

You outslicked us all.

Just between you and me,
how much did you get?

Level with me,
how much you take off the Rolands?

Where there's smoke, there's fire...
no pun intended.

What's the pun?

You know what? I got millions.

OK, I understand, you don't want
to discuss it in front of your partner.

Hey, Captain. Have a drink later,
we can talk about it then?

I've never looked more forward
to a drink in my life.

Come on, Mikey.

Whoa!

You're not gonna let
Gaffney get to you, huh?

You can't let a numbskull like that
get to you, man. He's a twink.

He gets a charge out of dumping
on people, don't let him play this.

I'm all right.

- Damn right, you're all right.
- So shut up about it.

I said I'm all right, I'm all right.

Just drive the car, I'm all right.

No, you're not all right.

You're an idiot for letting Gaffney
jack you up like that.

We should've
waited for Brodie, huh?

- Detectives Lewis, Kellerman.
- Let's go over here, come on now.

We have a victim, Tomo Roh,
62 years old.

Tomo Roh?

His wife and son are inside,
they saw the shooting.

- Hey, Doc.
- Hey, Kellerman, Lewis.

Three shots to the back, two
to the right leg, one to the right hand.

This guy was massacred.

- Can you get me a clean bullet?
- Yeah, do my best.

- How you doing, Kellerman?
- I'm having a peach of a day.

- What did you do to your foot?
- I tripped over my dog.

Well, he's still got his wallet.
He's still got his keys.

- His watch, too.
- Cash is still in the till.

I guess this ain't
your ordinary everyday robbery.

- No. Where's the wife?
- In the back there.

I'm gonna take the family.

OK, I'll go work the street.

Mrs Roh, Mr Roh,
I'm Detective Kellerman.

Call me Ben. My father's Mr Roh.

I need to ask you a few questions which
might help us find the guy who did this.

- See anything prior to the shooting?
- No.

I was here in the store
when I heard the gunshots.

When I went outside I saw a man,

a black man running
halfway down the alley.

Blue jeans, black jacket, short, fat.

Was your husband having trouble
with some chuckle-heads?

Mr Roh, he was a good guy.

He used to sell them
single cigarettes of...

- He was all right by me.
- He got along with everybody.

He used to take groceries up to my
grandmother right up until she died.

Detective, my father
was the strongest man I know.

He served in the Korean War.
He believed in an order for things.

We've been
at this store for over 20 years.

It was the change in the neighbourhood
my husband did not like,

so he fought back.

Change?

This used to be a decent place to live.

He didn't like kids slinging drugs
outside his store, but who would?

So he was just trying to chase
them boys off the corner?

Yeah. And they laughed,
called him an old man.

He went outside
and started chasing the dealers?

He was just trying to protect us.

Hmm! Damnedest thing I ever saw.

Little old man chasing them bad boys.

Should've seen that old Chink
running out of the store

waving that gun,
all them operators went crazy.

- Chink?
- You know what I mean.

- You called him Chink?
- He called us niggers.

My father was a man
of principle, Detective.

He was not afraid to fight.

He chose one that got him killed.

He did... Luther Mahoney.

- Don't...
- What?

- Luther Mahoney.
- He had a fight with Luther Mahoney?

Last Thursday, my father chases away
the boys out in front.

The next day, Luther Mahoney
comes to the store.

- Luther Mahoney came here?
- Yes.

- My dad and I weren't around.
- But you were?

What happened?

He told my mother to tell my dad
to leave the boys alone.

- But he was very polite.
- Now he frightened you.

It's OK, you don't have to be scared.

When Tomo came back, I told him
what Luther Mahoney said.

Tomo went crazy.

He went to the youth centre
to talk to Luther Mahoney.

My husband was not a wealthy man,

but he was always a man of honour.

Most everybody said
Mr Roh was a pretty decent guy,

you telling me you had
a problem with him?

These Koreans got a monopoly.
Tacking on 99 cents to everything.

- 99 cents, huh?
- Ain't you the cop that was in the news?

- What?
- The one who took that money.

- Thought I recognised you.
- What's your problem?

I ain't talking to you no more, man.

- These are the lethal bullets.
- This as clean as you got?

All the others are mutilated. We can't
get gun impact from bone and muscle.

- Hollow-point rounds.
- And I cut this out of his leg, too.

This is 150-grain.

Sounds like a.38.

Yeah, there were some fragmentation
on impact, lost some weight.

- What else you got?
- There's nothing else to get.

Mr Roh's killer shot him three times
in the back and vaporised his heart.

- Some honour, huh?
- What?

His family, they said that
he was a man of honour.

- Ben Cooley.
- What?

Ben Cooley case last year,
the stabbing up on the block.

- Yeah, in the topless joint.
- Right.

The bouncer we interviewed,
what was his name?

- It's not in the file?
- Can't find it.

- Don't you remember?
- No.

- You?
- No.

I was following some lead
on this bouncer before the stroke...

Ben Cooley, Ben Cooley...

- Oh, that was a long time ago.
- Yep.

Well, if I think of anything
I'll give you a holler.

- Anything on the Roh case?
- We just talked with Julianna.

Julianna? What, are you
on a first-name basis now?

- Bayliss and Meldrick call her Julianna.
- No, I don't.

So the victim took
three shots to the heart.

- Hollow points.
- Brutal.

- The weapon's not been recovered.
- Suspects?

This Tomo Roh had a run-in
with Luther Mahoney.

Oh, my God.

We can only prove that Luther went
to the store and talked to the wife.

Go have a conversation
with the illustrious Luther Mahoney.

- I'll put a bullet in his brain.
- That's a thought.

- I'm gonna take a leak.
- I'll be in the car...

Hey, Mike, er...

Listen, I just wanted to tell you

that you shouldn't let
Gaffney get to you.

Yeah, thanks.

Does the name Keenan
mean anything to you?

The bouncer, er... Lloyd?

Right, Lloyd Keenan,
I just called the Metropole.

Oh, yeah, I remember that place,
that was a raunchy joint.

Well, are you busy?

You know something,
I'm worried about Kellerman.

Kellerman's a big boy.

He's showing a lot of wear and tear.

If he can survive the Fed, the press and
the Grand Jury, he can handle Gaffney.

No, it's not just Gaffney.

You want to ride with me
and talk to this Lloyd Keenan?

I'd like to, but as you can see,
I got a ton of work I gotta get through.

OK?

- He was a war hero.
- There are no heroes in war.

Just those lucky enough
to walk away from them alive.

The guy wasn't a saint,
but he stood up for what he believed in.

Chasing the dealers off the corner?
A guy like that, who respects that today?

When you die, John, all you have left
is how you lived and your name.

They vaporised his heart.

Mike, I've got three ex-wives
who'd love to vaporise my ass.

Is that supposed to be funny?

Where the hell is Meldrick, huh?

I'm just trying to lighten things up around
here, I mean, that's all I'm trying to...

Bayliss...

- Bayliss?
- What?

Do you think I'm hard to live with?

- Why are you asking me that?
- You kicked me out of your apartment.

You must have some opinion of me.

I kicked you out cos our morning
personalities don't match,

I like to read the cereal box
in the morning,

you like to debate German philosophy.

- So I'm not hard to live with, then?
- Everybody's hard to live with.

The best thing to do
is to approach it like a partner.

You see, you, er... you get someone
who's the least aggravating to you.

But Pembleton, Detective Pembleton,
aggravates you like crazy.

Yeah.

Well, as roommates,
you just gotta hope for the best.

- What happens if you get the worst?
- I don't know, live alone.

What, is it prom night tonight, buddy?

Luther Mahoney!

Luther!

What do I owe
this unannounced pleasure?

- Whoo, that's some badass tux!
- You like?

I guess you didn't get that
in Mondawmin Mall, huh?

E Bannister.
Let me give you his number.

Dinner plans?

Charity fundraiser
for disadvantaged youth.

- $500 a plate.
- A plate?

Got to do your bit to keep them youths
off the savage streets, huh?

Just doing my part.

If I don't get out of here now
I'm gonna be late.

Come here, come here...

Stay. You have two minutes.

- Why did you kill Tomo Roh?
- Pardon?

Korean shopkeeper
in Pennsylvania and 15th?

- Tomo Roh?
- Yeah, nice old guy.

He's got produce store on the corner.

Oh, the man who chased
a group of young people

coming home from school
one afternoon, with a gun.

- Nah, that's not what we heard.
- Anyone will tell you wanna hear.

I'm telling you what is.

What we hear is that he chased
some of your workers off the corner.

Really? Well, from my recollection,

one of the young men came by
and told me about the shooting incident.

Someone could've been killed.

There were young children all around so
I just responded as a concerned citizen.

You went to the store
and you threatened his wife.

No, I asked her

to ask her husband not to fire his gun
where so many young people were.

We've got enough murders in this city.
And then I filed a complaint.

What, so you filed a complaint?

Two of Baltimore's finest came out,
wrote up a report.

- Which two?
- I never did catch their names.

Tomo Roh was a hero.

You call a man who fires a gun
around children a hero.

- Have you ever been in a war?
- War?

- Is that a threat?
- Kind of.

This old man makes you angry
cos he's slowing down your business.

- So you, big man, have him killed.
- I had no one killed...

Your time's up.
I really have to be going.

I'm not an old man,
you can't just get rid of me.

- You gonna laugh at me?
- Mike, come on.

I think... I think... you both should leave,

before I contact my lawyer
and have you cited for harassment.

OK, look around. See? Witnesses.

And after your little Grand Jury troubles,

I don't think you'd want that.

Luther... Luther?

Look both ways when
you cross the street, my brother.

You do the same.

- Hey, hey, we got them.
- Yeah? All right.

Mr Lloyd Keenan,
this is Detective Bayliss.

We had a very pleasant
conversation on the way in.

Didn't we? Come on, didn't we?

You gotta hear this guy's story,
it's a humdinger.

- Come on, you're missing big fun.
- No, that's OK.

- What?
- I'm caught up with my overdue files.

Let's get this guy on a statement and
I'll help you with these overdue reports.

No, no, no, no.

Gotta get this nonsense taken care
of before I can deal with anything.

OK. When you get a little time,
you come lend me a hand?

Absolutely.

We got no weapon, no shell casings,

we got no clean ID on the shooter
from any of the witnesses.

He's gonna skate on this just like he did
on Fortunado, Fibbs and Vernon Troy.

I've run across some rat bastards
in my day but that one takes the kick.

He's in a class all of his own.

To him it's just another day,
another dollar, another murder.

We're gonna get him now,
I guaran-damn-tee it.

Whatever you say.

No, he's smart,
he's a... he's an OG.

He thinks he smarter than anybody else
and that arrogance'll nail him to the wall.

You believe that and soon!

We'll get our pension and he'll be
in Congress, that's how it works today.

Hey, come on, man, what's up?

- What you doing, man?
- I'm gonna sue the Feds.

I'm gonna bleed those sons of bitches.

Them, the department,
the US Attorney's office.

All of them, they pissed all over me
and I'm gonna make them pay.

No, we're gonna pay
for this Cavalier here.

- Are you out of your mind?
- Pull over!

- What you doing? Huh?
- Let's get a walk.

Come on, Mikey, would you get?
It's cold out here, would you?

I need some air.

Would you get back in the car, man?
Come on, man, it's cold out here.

You wanna drive?
OK, you wanna drive, you drive.

Mikey, look, get in the car,
it's freezing out here.

Mikey, come on...

We supposed to hook up
with some of the fellas.

Well, if I'm a little late,
start the party without me.

Yes, you'll be bouncing strip shows in
Jessup for years to come, Mr Keenan.

Oh, oh... OK.

- He do it?
- Oh, yeah, he did it.

- How about that?
- Yeah.

It's a nice hat.

I'm growing it back, right?
Get... just get out, just get out!

Hey, Dr Cox, how's that foot?

You know, pretty lousy.
How you doing, Lewis?

All right. I'd rather bump into you
from the morgue than Scheiner any day.

Hey, come on, now, Scheiner's the best.

- That man has the right hand of death.
- Now, now.

- How's that boy Mikey doing?
- He's OK.

- You know he's cleaning.
- Cleaning?

He's in one of his moods.

- Why do I keep caring about that guy?
- I didn't know you did.

Hey, you wanna come down
to the Waterfront later on?

- I don't know.
- Come on, I'll go grab Mikey.

We'll go down there
and dance the polka. How's it go?

Yeah, nice polka.

- I'm a man of many splendours.
- That's what I heard.

All right. Hey, Gilligan!

Hey, Mikey...

Gilligan!

Captain Mikey,
permission to come aboard?

Yo, yo, yo, Mikey. Come on, man,
come and open up this hatch.

It's freezing, man, I got a full bladder.

I'll tell you what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna hose down your nice,
beautifully sanded, teak deck.

Come on, man, open the damn door up.

What you doing, man? It's cold.

It's clean in here, though.
It smells clean.

Why you been watching that demented
homemaker, Martha whatever?

Take your leak.

What's this?

Mikey's polishing up his act.
Getting ready to sell this boat?

If you gotta use the toilet, just use it.

You can't throw out half a bottle of
ketchup, that stuff stays good for years.

And don't mess up the bathroom,
just aim to please.

Yeah, I'll do my best.

- I really came here for a beer.
- Well, you're out of luck.

- What, you out?
- I'm out.

Well, we could always
go to the Waterfront.

They're having that Mexican
meatloaf special with the jalapeos,

red pan gravy
and garlic mashed potatoes.

With a few draughts,
what could be better than that?

- I'll take a rain check.
- Come on, hot meal on a cold night.

You know, you're right,
that does sound good.

Why don't you go ahead and
you grab a table, I'll catch up with you.

We'll get Mahoney.

Square biz, man, we will.

They got a lead on a shooter, the attack
squad's getting ready to snatch 'em up.

- They'll take us to Mahoney.
- That's it, right.

Leave the housework,
we'll go get a couple of beers.

Tomorrow I'll come back and help you.

- I'm real good with a sponge.
- Look...

What you gonna do after the fridge?
You gonna clean your gun?

- Huh, Mikey?
- Yeah, it's dirty.

Been meaning to get at it for weeks.

Yeah? Well, I could do that for you.

- Clean my gun for me?
- Yeah.

- Hey.
- What?

Hey, no big, you know...

Come on, I'll clean it for you,
give me the gun.

- Come on...
- What!

Hey...

I'll clean the gun for you, OK?

Give me the gun.

- Let you have my gun?
- Yeah.

What kind of nonsense is that?

Come on, give me the gun.

- I'm tired.
- Yeah, we all are.

It's a long day getting longer.

He was a man for honour.

Just give me the weapon, would you?

Then that son of a bitch
Luther Mahoney had him killed.

That guy's trying to do something right
and he gets murdered and who cares?

- We do.
- We do, huh!

All these kids
and how many murders, five? Six?

We know and he knows he did 'em.
What do we do about it? Nothing.

- Well, what can we do? We can't...
- Leave, Meldrick.

- I can't do that, Mike.
- I don't want you here.

I can't go, man.

I'm asking you.

Well...

Well, er...

There's a nice big comfy couch...

- Hey, hey! Ow, man!
- Out.

Look, Mike, this is ridiculous.

- We'll have a few beers and talk it over.
- I'm gonna listen to what from you?

- No, I'll do the listening.
- I'm done talking.

Things are all jammed up in my head.

- What's new?
- Is this a joke, you making fun of me?

L-I'm not...
I'm just saying me, too, all right?

Now will you just put the gun down?

For me, please.

Come on, give me the weapon.

- Go get your beer.
- Just put the gun down, Mike, please.

Don't talk like that,
it sounds like begging.

- I'm not begging.
- I'm sorry, I can't hear you.

- OK, I'm begging.
- That's not you, you don't beg.

Nobody should have to.

When we do this job, a job that nobody
gives a piss about and what are we?

Huh? We're garbage men.

There's no consideration any more,
they keep killing each other,

they should go out, roll the body
and see what we see,

some... some kid,
some woman or that old man today.

Huh? What was he doing
to deserve to get killed?

He was trying to do a good thing
and he just dies on a dirty linoleum floor.

There's no honour left in this world.

Every day, there's gonna be some
wise-off looking at me behind my back

thinking Kellerman's a thief, he sold out,
he used his badge to grab money.

- No, they're not thinking that.
- Come on, don't gas me, all right?

Talk to the brass, take a survey.

You gonna let a pud-horn like Gaffney
get to you like this?

- You're bigger than this.
- You think so?

- Yeah.
- The world's full of Gaffneys.

Every other piece of work
in the world is a Gaffney.

The other half's on their way
to being a Gaffney.

They shot the guy in the back.

He comes here with nothing
and he works his ass off.

You see his family,
they're just... they're good people...

Now they've got to bury the man?

He stands up for us
and where are we for him?

Have a beer. Right.

What, so we can raise a toast
for the son of a bitch?

Cos he was an idiot thinking
he was gonna make a difference.

- He wasn't an idiot.
- No?

All he had to do was go along
with the programme,

let them sell drugs, accept things
as they are, he'd still be alive, right?

Your old partner, Crosetti,
he was an idiot, too.

- What?
- He let it all get to him.

Why you wanna go there?
Why you wanna drag Crosetti?

I see his certificates of merit
hanging in the squad room...

For what, huh?

So we can remember what a great guy
and a great detective he was?

Does him a lot of good, he's just
a stupid pathetic moron is what he was.

Why talk about Crosetti like that,
someone you don't even know?

There's the door.
You don't want to hear it, get out.

- He was a good man, a good detective!
- Right!

You know nothing! What gives you
the right to talk about him?

What, he's a mystery?

He kills himself, he tossed
his pill-popping ass in the water

and comes up a floater.
He should've eaten his gun.

- Mike!
- No, no Mike!

No more partner! No more friend,
none of it, this is done between us!

What did I do? Huh?

What did you do for me? Huh?

I am getting nailed right and left
every single day, and where are you?

I thought you was OK, man.

- I thought you were handling it OK.
- No, you were handling it OK.

- I didn't know. My fault.
- What's to know, huh?

What the hell was there to know?
I told you that I was clean. I told you.

I told Giardello, I told Barnfather,
I told Gaffney.

That fat bastard should die
in his own vomit.

I tell everyone that I'm clean
and what good does it do me, huh?

I put my name on the line,
and everyone just craps on it.

And you wanna know what?
It's my name, all right?

My name!

I mean...

Every day I talk to my dad, every day,

and all this comes down,
all this crap comes down on my ass

and how does my dad
talk to me then, huh?

I'm a good son...

- I'm a good cop.
- You're a good cop.

But I gotta explain to my dad, even him.

He says to me one time, he says,

"Mike, you can level with me,
you know, I'll always love you..."

That my dad... would think...
that I would be dirty!

He doubts me, his own son,
I mean this is my father, right?

Now he's thinking, "Yeah, maybe
my son could spit on his badge."

Could spit on my name. My name
is his name, I could spit on my father!

- He could think that?
- He's not.

No one thinks I'm clean.

I mean, you saw, right? You heard.

Even some scum ass on the street
can point me out cos it's been all over.

It's been in the papers,
on the radio, on TV.

I'm a dirty cop.

I'm a dirty cop.

Hey, you guys. So are they here yet?

No, Frank closed down an old case.

- He's finishing his reports.
- Gee went to talk to Gaffney.

No, Lewis and Kellerman.
Lewis said they were on their way.

Cox, try this meatloaf, it's outstanding.

- Munch, you're a culinary wizard.
- Thank you.

Brandy, how about some brandy?

Oh, that is a good idea.

You gotta get out of here.

- You put the gun down and I'll go.
- No, just go.

You put the gun down
and you'll make me be able to go.

- You don't know what it's like.
- I don't.

And I didn't know Crosetti either.

He was my boy, Mike, my partner,

and I didn't know... I didn't know,
and I can't forgive myself for that.

Somehow something I didn't do right
caused him to forget who I was for him.

Man, he got his revenge.

Now you're getting yours.

Every bone in me hurts.

- Mike...
- This has gotta stop.

- Mike
- No!

I won't let this happen to me again.
I won't lose another partner.

Cos whatever happens, I want you
to know I'm not gonna be responsible.

If you do this, this whole thing's
gonna fall on me, and you know it!

OK, so I... I wasn't...
I wasn't there for you.

That's what everybody's gonna say,
it's like Crosetti, I was his partner, man.

I was his partner, I wasn't there,
how come I didn't know?

And here we go again.

- You got bad luck.
- That's a joke?

Who's making fun of who now, Mike?

He was my boy, he was my buddy.

Maybe that's why I kept my distance.

I didn't want to get close to a partner.
I just want this to be about the job.

This job, huh?

Are you saying that ain't your badge?

You're spitting on your badge, you bawl
at Gaffney and brought it on yourself.

- I don't care about them.
- And they don't care about you.

You're letting them tell you that
you don't matter, but we do matter.

We do.

I miss... I miss Crosetti, man.

Sometimes, in the morning, I think
I'll see his big head in the squad room

but I don't see it.
I don't see him, I see you.

You miss him?

- You a better cop than he was.
- Oh, don't...

I ain't taking nothing away from him,
but you are, and I ain't just saying that.

But this is the job, Mikey.

This is what we do. I...

- I just want to be a good cop.
- You are.

Oh, yeah?

And if I walk out that door...

...and I let you smoke yourself,
am I still a good cop, Mikey? Huh?

I'm gonna let you do this and just
walk out that damn door, then what?

Hmm?

Don't.

You wanna shoot me, too, huh?

Go ahead, shoot me, too, cos I'm not
gonna let this happen to me again.

You want this?

Yeah... yeah, I do want that.

We're partners, man.

No matter what else, this is
what we do, this is all we've got.

Mikey...

Look, we're the cops, it's just us.

For better or for worse,
we gotta do our job.

Let me do my job, Mikey,

otherwise what the hell else
we got in this stinking world?

Jesus Christ...

- What the hell's going on here?
- I don't know.

I just got your gun in my hand,
how'd I do that?

I don't know.

- I didn't even know what I was doing.
- Me either.

So what do we... what do you want
to do now, you wanna, er?

Wanna finish cleaning up here, man?

Or let's go and get some air,
let's take a walk, get some air.

- Let's get some...
- Hey!

You take me for a walk,
l-I gotta have some air.

This air in here is... is lumpy, come on.

Let's get out of here.

I'm mortgaged up to my ass
on this boat.

I cleaned the hell
out of the place, though.

When Kellerman gets here, that's
when the party'll really start happening.

Munch, you gotta give me
the recipe for this, this gravy.

- I taste a little bit of, er... cilantro?
- Could be.

Hey, Sarge,
put something on the jukebox.

Good idea.

So you're walking in your house
and all of a sudden...

Tripped over my dog.
You got a problem with that?

Easy, easy.

- Play the song that was on before.
- Huh?

The song that was on before.

- That's not the right song.
- Bayliss, real life never repeats itself.

I'm still jammed up in my head.

- Mike, you gotta talk to somebody.
- That's all I need.

A medical report saying that I'm seeing
a shrink and I was gonna eat my gun.

- You understand?
- Yeah, I ain't no expert, Mike.

- But do you understand?
- Yeah.

- It's cold.
- Mike...

- I need a jacket.
- I'll get it.

You already got my gun.

- This the only one?
- Good question.

- Put this on.
- I don't want your jacket.

Come on, man, I like the cold. Put it on.

Put it on.

Right over there's where
they fished Crosetti out.

Must be something in the water, huh?

I can't look at the water too long.

If you hadn't come around,
I don't know what would've happened.

Nothin' to it, baby. Forget it.

- Come on, let's take a walk.
- You can't tell anybody.

Cops don't rat out on other cops.

- OK.
- Come on, let's take a stroll.

Where are we going?

What the hell difference does it make?

- You cold?
- No, I'm all right.

- You need your jacket?
- I'm cool, I'll just go find me a coat.

What we gonna do about this, man?

I don't know.

First we're gonna find me a coat,

and, er... everything's gonna be all right,
you'll see.

All right.

I ain't Crosetti.

You ain't.