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NARRATOR: Previously on Hill Street Blues...

Take a deep breath. Take it easy, take it easy.

Don't do it, Bobby. She's dead.

It's a match with the bullet that killed Nichols,

but different from the ones that killed the others.

same caliber, same kind of rifle, different ballistics.

Copycat.

Hey, why don't you get some parking lessons, chump?

You gonna give them to me, man?

(explosion)

RAY: Here, this is the one.

-Nolan. -And Marino.

-What did he tell you? -Take down the cop.

-Which cop? -Just, uh...

J.D. said Marty wasn't killed by the sniper.

It was some kind of hit. Something with Marino.

I was supposed to have lunch with Henry today, but he can't.

Would you want to have lunch with me?

I don't have time for lunch. I don't have time for a hen party.

NARRATOR: And now, tonight on Hill Street Blues...

Tell me to do it, Annie. Let me do it to both of us.

Tom, drop the weapon.

-You get away. -(woman screaming)

I used to have a nice life and you screwed it all up.

My life, my job, you screwed up everything.

- [indistinct] - Piece on the table, Marino.

Hey, what's going on here?

-How bad is this? -Bad.

-Come on. -Hey, that's it.

That's it. Hey, the carving event is over. Drop it.

Officer Nichols, why was she killed?

She was an ambitious chick. I mean, she got greedy.

-Lieutenant, what is going on? -The sniper called.

He says he wants to turn himself in.

-Here? -No, no, the diner.

What's happening, Lieutenant?

Pulling up stakes, Freddie.

-Thanks for the cooperation. -You're going?

This is Wolf Leader to all units.

Police! Hold it!

(people chattering)

-Item eight. -RENKO: Item nine.

(chuckling)

When's the sergeant coming back?

He comes home from the hospital today.

Says he'll be in tomorrow morning.

-Thank you very much. -All right.

HENRY: Item nine.

We're trying to move on the bingo robberies.

Mick Belker's undercover today

as Beth El Temple on Horn and Sycamore.

Mick, we're gonna use area backup because of the sniper situation.

Which is the rest of the items. Ten--

Services for Marty Nichols

are 3:00 this afternoon at First Avenue Baptist.

Her family is receiving at home after the service.

Address and directions on the upstairs board.

Mike Jaeger, Marty's partner, continues to improve.

We're sure Nichols and Jaeger were shot by a copycat

and the original sniper is still working.

Someone who could be the guy made three phone calls last night

to Stu Casey, that columnist for The Tribune.

Phone trace gets it to a six square block area.

Van Horn, Dekker, 45th and Utica.

Got it, Andy?

Van Horn, Dekker, 45th and East Utica.

Just Utica, right.

That's the area we'll concentrate our patrols.

Last business is, greetings the two transfers from Polk Avenue.

Officers Archie Peyser Jr. and Ann Schwitzer.

Some of date ourselves remembering

Ann did a rookie tour here seven years ago.

Still know the streets?

I can find my way around.

I put you in a unit with Archie today. Sarge will make your permanent assignment.

Welcome aboard. Welcome back.

Okay, that's it.

Uh, one more thing.

Guys.

Guys.

An insane person is trying to shoot us.

His MO puts him in a car, but that could change.

Watch the rooftops. Watch your backs.

Be careful out there.

-Lieutenant. -Hi, Ann.

That's just for today, am I right?

Where I ride with Peyser?

That a problem?

It's just for today.

You gonna go see Marty's family?

I don't know what I'd say. I want to find out what she was doing.

-When's the IAD report come back? -Captain said he was gonna let me know.

Seven years. Is the place any different?

Not so you'd notice.

Hey, what was Goldblume like as a young punk?

He was shorter.

-Annie. -Yeah?

Come here, Annie, would you?

What are you doing here?

I...

Stay out of this. Stay out of this.

Tom, I don't think it's a good idea you coming here.

You're full of good ideas for me, kid. You've been a great thing for me.

Annie, please!

Let's, uh, go away.

ANNIE: We can't, Tom.

That is not gonna happen.

Annie, let me take us both out of it.

-Come on, Annie. -What are you talking about?

Please! We're better off dead.

-Oh, my God. -Man with a gun!

Tom, drop the weapon.

-You get away! -(woman screams)

You leave us alone!

-Annie. -Tom.

(gunshot)

(whimpering)

WOMAN (on radio): Dispatch, we have a 9-11.

Armed robbery in progress.

See Surplus Store, corner People's Drive and 124th Street.

(sirens wailing)

(theme music playing)

(people chattering)

Are you all right, Frank?

What do we know?

It seems to have been a love triangle.

Isn't the woman Ann Schwitzer?

Yes, she was a rookie with us.

She and Peyser were transferred here. The young one.

The three of them have been at Polk Avenue.

-Coordinate for IAD, will you please? -Of course, Frank.

-Peyser. -Captain.

My office.

What went on here?

I think that it was a responsible discharge of my weapon, sir.

I mean, what went on before you brought your party to my precinct?

This is a complicated situation, Captain.

That's what I understand.

Ann had been seeing Tom Hollister.

And then she began seeing me.

The bottom line is,

she stopped dating both of us two weeks ago.

She didn't want any of this to happen. Neither of us did.

So you got transferred together?

We tried not to,

but we requested immediate transfer so personnel put us here.

You see, the Hill's the only precinct that's understaffed.

You gonna read me a lesson in police demographics now?

-No, sir. -(knocking on door)

-Captain. Officer Peyser? -Yes, sir.

Lieutenant Shipman, IAD.

-I have to give you my statement? -Yeah.

Sounds like a hell of a mix up, Peyser.

-Yes, sir. -I mean downtown, too.

Henry.

What information did you have on Peyser and Schwitzer prior to roll call?

-Just the transfer material. -Nothing in their jackets?

-They're being forwarded. -Damn it, Henry.

You saying that's my fault that the jackets are in transit?

Guess I'm still feeling aftershocks from the other night.

-Where is it safe anymore? -Not here today.

I hope everyone's done with target practice.

-You ready to move? -Yeah, on all of them.

Pick up Fox and Goldblum at Midtown Vice.

Take Marino at the Liars Breakfast.

-Want to go in or wait till Marino-- -No, we go in.

That's your end, Frank. Whatever you think is best.

Whew.

Seventeen degrees outside, I'm sweating like a pig.

(sighs) I guess nervous is okay.

I guess Eisenhower was nervous on D-Day, wasn't he?

Let's hit the beach.

I never should have had anything to do with him.

I never should have gone near him.

Peyser?

(sniffles)

A: he's a rookie assigned to me.

I got a responsibility to train.

But I swear, what's in my heart now I felt the first I ever saw him.

The first time he ever walked into the precinct.

So, A: I immediately should request a different pairing eight months ago.

Ann, you can't live out of some manual.

And B: I was in the other relationship. I was seeing Hollister.

Were you living with him?

Oh, no.

He used to say he couldn't live with himself.

How was he going to live with me?

Plus, he'd also say, "You know why I like you?" (sniffles)

"'Cause you're a sensible broad and a beer drinker."

So he watches me fall like a ton of bricks for a kid 12 years younger.

That's some sensible broad.

You know, Hollister just tried to croak you.

I don't think he should be too high on your sympathy list.

I tried to end it with him.

I tried to end it with both of them.

These stupid SOBs in personnel, they put us in the same precinct.

So you put in for another transfer.

Yeah.

I got to.

I got to.

'Cause every time I look at this kid's face...

And I've worked too hard.

But I look at him, and I don't care about anything else.

JOE: Hey, Luce.

LUCY: In a minute.

I'm fine. Go on.

-You sure? -Yeah.

Okay.

(clears throat) Thanks a lot.

No problem.

-I'll see you later. -Yeah.

Is this something? Is this how terrible? That is a thief.

-Where? -Where? In the basement, that's where.

Where they're calling the numbers.

I won the diagonal bingo like this,

and that pisher wouldn't give me the silver toaster.

I'm very sorry, ma'am. I can't help you.

You shouldn't be too surprised, but it's Bessie Testaman's nephew.

The apple don't fall too far from the tree, you know?

I can't help you. You have to go away.

-Can't help? -That's correct.

Am I correct that you're a policeman?

-Shh, shh, shh. -Kenton Markovich said-- Don't shush.

You're a policeman, so you have to enforce the law.

It's game six for the toaster. I won the diagonal bingo.

Go away. Do you understand?

Go away.

Some cop.

TONY: And it's my great pleasure to report that Toby Canfield,

last year's Holy Name scholarship

averaged 12 minutes a game, 6.2 rebounds.

(applause)

God willing, maybe someday he'll locate a jump shot.

(laughing)

Mr. Canfield and the other hoopsters make their annual appearance

at War Memorial Auditorium two weeks from Saturday night.

Hope you can make the game to see your dollars at work.

Thank you.

(applause)

-Good work, Tony. -Thanks, Captain.

MAN: There's no truth to the rumor Tony took the chairmanship

for the inside poop if they'll cover the spread.

(laughing)

Tickets for the annual St. Patrick's Day soiree

start sales next Monday,

Lt. Harrison's the man at the till.

We've got the ballroom of the Masonic Hall again

which means they must have made the repairs from last year.

Who's that? Neal Washington? You guys trying to integrate us?

Call an unscheduled committee meeting, Tony?

Let's do this quietly.

-J.D.: Piece on the table, huh? -What the hell is going on here?

-How bad is this? -Bad.

Um, let us in on the joke, fellas.

Must be the parking tickets.

Let's go, Tony.

JOE: Is it on yet?

No.

JOE: Do you have this switch turned on?

Yeah, Einstein, I do. Why don't you check the socket?

-WOMAN: Hello. -Hi.

Can I help you?

Uh, you were in the donut shop where I work.

You remember? I recognized you from your picture in the paper.

I was talking to your partner, Joe.

Oh.

JOE: What about now?

It's on. There's somebody here to see you.

-Hey, Sandy. -Hi.

How you doing?

Fine.

That plug had an extra prong in it and it wouldn't fit in the extension cord

so I had to smash it in.

-Great. -Great piece of safety legislation.

The law requires polarized plugs that don't fit

in half the extension cords.

No kidding.

I'm in paralegal school.

We just finished doing some consumer stuff.

Good.

Great.

So, Joey, I brought you a couple apricot supremes

and a couple of coffees for the two of youse.

Hey, that's really nice. Thank you.

I felt bad we were out of your faves.

Hey, Luce, I got to compensate her for these, right?

It's corruption?

Oh, come on.

No, I was thinking maybe along the lines of lunch sometime.

(car horn honking)

Oh, not again.

-(men arguing) -Hey!

You got the wrong idea about my property, man.

Move it! Move!

(indistinct shouting)

-Come on! Come on! -Hey, that's it. That's it.

Hey, the carving event is over. Drop it.

[foreign language] ...urinated on my car, man.

-You did that? -I was trying to unfreeze the lock.

(siren blaring)

What's this, toot powder?

Controlled substance, guys.

What's this? What's that?

-Huh? What's that? -You got the right to remain silent.

If you give up the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used

against you in a court of law.

You have the right to speak to an attorney...

-You got a match, Luce? -No.

You got to urinate on it.

That's because I already softened it up for you.

-You've conferred? -Thank you.

We allege 27 counts.

Fourteen counts of corruption,

seven counts making and receiving of bribes,

one count theft, one count of conspiracy

to sell two count sale of A-class narcotics--

Twenty-seven.

[Irwin] One count attempted murder of a police officer

while in performance of his duty.

One count of murder of a police officer

while in performance of her duty which is a capital crime.

Tony, should we talk again?

(sighs) About what?

Am I gonna open my veins? I'm gonna take poison?

You're busy men, right? You're not curiosity seekers?

You're here to do business.

You want me to break down and cry?

Everyone pretend I broke down and cried.

What's your deal?

He pleads to the capital crime, he pleads to one charge of narcotics sale,

and I'll give him immunity on the murder of Ben Seltzer

if he testifies against Fox and Goldblum.

I want to hear the confession.

(door opens, closes)

What's the shot, Frank? I need some information.

Frank, my unit's been decimated.

Do you know they busted Fox and Goldblum at Midtown?

-Yes, I know that, Jerry. -Well, what the hell is going on?

Look, I can't talk to you about this now. Maybe later, all right?

-Any news on the sniper, Ray? -Nothing at all.

Jose Alacan, Leo.

-They got him in lineup. -Thanks.

I'm taking a day.

Ann, we really need to talk.

-No. -Annie.

You shouldn't be alone now.

Are you gonna go back now and be with Tom?

No.

Please, can I call you tomorrow?

No. I said no.

Don't do this to me.

Why?

Because you're a kid.

Because you show up with this goofy smile,

and you're too good, and I let you too far in.

And you make me break all my own rules.

Because I love you.

You know, I used to have a nice life.

It wasn't great, it wasn't fireworks going off.

But it was all right. It wasn't crazy.

And you screwed it all up, my life, my job.

You screwed up everything.

It's hard to believe you meet the criteria for indigents, Mr. Alacan.

Hey, speak English, will you?

Judging by the car you drive, I don't think you're broke.

You don't think I got expenses?

I got four women working. Three of them are knocked up.

Three out of four.

-You know how that is? -Mr. Alacan.

One of them gets pregnant, and then it's, "Oh, Maria's gonna have Jose's baby.

-She's gonna get close to him." -You're--

And then they stop taking care of themselves.

You're not hearing me, Mr. Alacan!

And then people wonder why you get high.

I am saying that if you have money,

you cannot receive the services of this office.

And I'm telling you that I got expenses!

I got to get those bitches fixed!

Yes, Chief.

Thank you.

Fuchs is here, but I haven't talked to him.

Yes, will do. Mm-hm.

(sighs) Chief Daniels wants me to walk into the bathroom,

look myself in the brown eyeball and give myself a hardy pat on the back.

Man's some kind of motivational genius.

Frank, you've got to wait for another lawyer on this Jose Alacan.

He's not indigent.

I thought you people represented right through arraignments, regardless--

Not today, we don't.

I see.

Uh, well, uh,

I'll see if I can get a court-appointed, and--

He just-- he started talking about

getting his pregnant bitches fixed and I couldn't...

So I just walked out.

It's okay. It's okay.

-Uh, I'll have Leo make the call. -No, no, I'll do it.

I just thought I should warn you.

Frank, can we go away someplace this weekend?

-I need it. -I'd love it.

I don't know how you stay so even.

(laughs) Oh, ask Henry.

About an hour ago, I was holding him responsible for the Crimean War.

(laughs) Oh, boy.

I love you.

I love you, Pizza Man.

Uh, now if we can just get to the weekend without my killing anybody else

and you're not seeing any doctors, maybe we'll be all right.

Oh, congrats on Marino.

You deserve some pats.

-This weekend? -If not sooner.

Fay.

Have you got a minute for me?

I guess so.

I think, uh, I owe you a...

I owe you an apology for my behavior yesterday.

No, no, no, it's all right.

I was just under so much pressure.

I know the feeling, Joyce.

I just couldn't talk to anyone.

Least of all your husband's ex-wife.

I think, uh, maybe most of all.

Fay, it wasn't just the shooting.

I had also just found out I can't have children.

I'm so sorry for both of you.

Thank you.

Anyway, it wasn't a great a day all the way around.

And when you asked me out for lunch,

I was suddenly so angry with you.

Because I have children?

Because you have his child.

Joyce...

Frank Jr. has always had a tremendous crush on you.

And I was very jealous.

You're so beautiful. And so very special.

And when he would go on and on and on about you,

I'd feel rejected and hurt.

And then I said, "Put yourself in her shoes."

And what I saw was that ditzy woman I'd become.

(laughs)

The ex-wife always coming around bothering her husband

never knowing when to give up.

I swear to you, Joyce,

I didn't want to be like that.

I don't know, maybe I couldn't help it.

The point is that when you got married,

I decided I wasn't going to be a ditz anymore, not for anything.

And you're not.

Anyhow, Frank Jr. really loves you.

And I'm not threatened by that anymore.

So maybe-- maybe you could be his mother, too.

Not just his father's wife.

Thank you, Fay.

(shouting)

(screams)

You can't.

Somebody-- Does anybody speak Spanish?

(speaking Spanish)

WOMAN: Okay. Okay, all right.

Don't move him. Don't move him.

Joe, go get some blankets inside.

Okay, I got it.

(siren blaring)

(gunshots)

Edgar and Storefront, shots fired.

Officer down. Request assistance. Officer down.

Joe!

I see it, I see it, I see it.

-It's my arm, it's my-- -Don't move.

Coffey's in surgery. Hit in the shoulder.

Somebody get Bates' statement?

She's still at the hospital. They're bringing it in.

There's partials on the car. Nothing conclusive.

-Door to doors? -We're just finishing. There'll be more--

I want somebody there when Coffey comes out of surgery.

He may have seen something Lucy didn't.

-Frank, Marino's ready. -What are we going to give him?

No death penalty, possible federal incarceration.

Officer Nichols.

-Yeah? -Why was she killed?

(sighs)

She got greedy.

She was an ambitious chick.

I mean, she started out,

I think she wanted to improve her career.

But then when she saw how things were,

I mean, where she saw no way you're gonna stop any of this,

that this drugs is a flood,

and everyone gets rich except the citizens.

Believe it. You're not gonna stop any of it.

The best is you let them kill themselves and you take their money.

That's... that's all you can do.

Officer Nichols.

I, uh, believe we arrested a guy, uh, Joey Bats.

-Joseph Gambatista. -Yeah.

Which as a first arrest, a new officer, you'd make available a little rhythm.

Maybe 500 bucks to see if she was interested.

You'd leave the dough on the subject's kitchen table

or in his bathroom, and uh...

The arresting officer questions, "What's the disposition of this?"

They're informed it's theirs. And you find out they're interested.

And, uh, she demonstrated an interest.

Subsequently, uh...

we, uh, became personally involved.

I became involved with her.

Imagine that.

A Black chick.

(chuckles)

Which, as time went on, she threatened me with a jackpot.

She don't want to be kept, see?

We're gonna be partners, or she'll turn me in.

So I had her whacked.

(door opens)

Jerry, this isn't appropriate.

The hell it isn't. He's my guy, I want to hear what he did.

No, no, no. Let him stay, let him stay.

This is the first time he ever wanted to know how things are.

You see, this guy is a joke.

People were lined up trying to get at his command.

Meaning Division Vice? The entire command was corrupt?

No, not the whole division. His direct command.

The... Mizell, Sally, Benedetto, me, Foxy, Donny.

You got under Fuchs, man, it was Disneyland.

'Cause the guy-- the guy is such a mutt.

His ant farm, see?

That-- that's his big thing.

I mean, right there in the office, the guy is raising ants.

-(laughs) -Bastard!

Oh, yeah, you're very brave with five people in the room, aren't you?

Oh, Captain. Captain, remember--

Remember the last time you went out with us?

The last time you actually tried to be a cop?

What, that had to be-- that had to be four of five years ago.

We're, uh-- we're staking out this shooter's alley.

Things get a little tight.

It's looking like we might have been set up.

And the brave captain, well, he's not taking it so well.

I mean, he's shaking. He's looking a little pasty.

And all of a sudden...

(laughs)

The car doesn't smell so good anymore.

(laughs)

I mean, it happens. You know, three-year-old's do it all the time.

Since that night, the captain isn't so interested

in how things are going anymore.

Excuse me.

REPORTER: Mr. Mayor...

Leo, Jerry Fuchs?

He took off out the front door like the building was on fire.

REPORTER: Mayor Cleveland, Midtown was your precinct.

Do you care to speculate on the possibility

that there are more cops involved?

At this point, I can't say positively that there aren't.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

I would like to stress that nothing in our investigation

points toward any involvement on the part of Mayor Cleveland.

Chief, and will this scandal further the demands for a civilian review board?

-There's no E on that. -Pardon?

The guy arrested in Midtown is Goldblum. No E.

This is known as the big fish eat

-what the little fish make. -Yeah.

-Mr. Casey -Yeah?

Mr. Casey, there is a phone call being forwarded from your office.

Oh, great. Excuse me.

Chief, why don't you just give us the names of all the officers involved?

I think that would be premature.

Suffice it to say, we have ferreted out a large scale corruption

which we will deal with swiftly and appropriately.

-Frank, I think we should-- -Frank. Irwin.

I think congratulations are to both of you.

I'm talking about Marino.

I'm sorry it came so suddenly, Oz, but we were moving on this pretty quickly.

I wouldn't normally condone secrecy in this department,

but in this instance, it looks like your war room was the right idea.

So much for keeping secrets from the king.

Chief, can you comment on the speculated involvement between Detective Marino

and the female officer that was killed yesterday?

That investigation is ongoing,

and there'll be no statement at this time concerning that situation.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen. Thank you for your time.

REPORTER: Uh, Chief Daniels!

-Hi. -Hi.

How's Joe Coffey?

Convinced he's not gonna make it through the night

without his trashy magazines and junk food.

-But he's gonna be okay, right? -Yeah, he's gonna be fine.

-Lieutenant, what is going on? -The sniper called.

-Says he wants to turn himself in. -Here?

No, no, no. The diner.

Oh!

Excuse me.

-Good day to you. -Yeah, same to you.

Oh, you're Sephardic.

Sure.

Sometime a Jew?

Excuse me, please.

There they go! Stop them!

-They robbed the game! -Wait there.

(Mick shouting)

Police! Hold it!

Stop, you...

Is today some kind of Jewish holiday?

-MAN: Not that I know of. -Refill?

No, no, thanks.

My kidneys floated out of here on the last cup.

Hey, what's happening, fellas?

-Man, this is making me crazy. -Hey, be cool, babe.

Nobody said homicidal maniacs had to be punctual.

Guy is probably out there somewhere just laughing at us, Lieutenant.

I'm inclined to think you're correct in your assumption, Andrew.

What do you say we write this off to experience?

Let's go home.

Hey, what's happening, Lieutenant?

Pulling up stakes, Freddie.

-Thanks for the cooperation. -You're going?

This is Wolf Leader to all units. You may proceed homeward.

I repeat, you may proceed homeward, 10-4.

Uh, maybe you ought to stay a little while longer, Lieutenant.

Extra coffee is on the house.

I really want to see you get this guy.

Oh! Oh, I'm sorry.

It could be he wants to come, but somebody's stopping him.

He could turn up later.

(chuckles) I don't think so, Freddie.

-Here. -Let me change that for you.

-No, no, keep it. -No, no, not me.

You know, I'll change it.

You know something, Lieutenant?

-What's that? -There was this, uh--

there was this uniform in here yesterday and he wanted some orange juice.

And I said, "Well, we make it fresh squeezed.

So, it's gonna take a little time."

Right away he starts yelling, "Where's my juice?"

Well, I told him I was-- I was real tired and he was just gonna have to wait.

And when I got it made, he wouldn't pay me for it.

Uh, he-he left it right on the counter and walked out the door.

Oh, some people are rude, Freddie.

Yeah. I wanted to blow his brains out.

I mean, I just wanted to...

like, shoot him in the gut and...

watch him die.

Oh. See you later, buddy.

Don't move, Lieutenant. This will go right through you.

See, you should have stayed.

He was gonna come.

You-you wouldn't want both of us to die, would you, Freddie?

Well, I need some sleep. (chuckles)

I can't think no more. I'm so damn tired.

Uh, well, you wanted to give yourself up, you can do it now.

Nobody's gonna hurt you.

But he won't let me sleep.

I don't want to kill people, but...

He won't let me sleep.

HOWARD: Who, Freddie? Who won't?

He sneaks into my room at night.

After they turn the lights off over the hotel.

I lock the door. I even--

I even nailed boards over the window, but...

he keeps getting in.

Who?

The policeman.

He's all bloody.

And his hands are all burned.

He won't let me sleep.

Why won't he leave me alone?

Do I got to kill all of you?

HOWARD: We got him, Freddie. He's in custody.

He-he's under arrest.

You're lying. No, no, he's one of you.

No, no, he's a bad cop.

Like the one that came in here yesterday.

We've been trying to get him for a long time.

RENKO: Freddie.

I got him.

I arrested him.

Put the handcuffs on him.

His hands.

You see his hands?

We got him, Freddie.

He can't hurt you anymore.

You know, I...

never wanted to shoot nobody.

No.

No, it's over, Freddie.

You can put the gun down.

You can get some rest now.

[indistinct yelling]

Back up against it! Against there!

Let's get him down to the station.

Come on!

(whimpering)

Go, Andy.

(clamoring)

What's the matter? Haven't you ever seen a geek like this before?

Get out of the way, fellas. We got to book this creep.

I wonder if I could ask you a favor.

One of the cops arrested in the Midtown Vice bust name is Goldblum.

Oh, relative?

No, it's a different spelling.

You want it mentioned in the column it's two different guys?

Sure appreciate it. So would my folks.

You got it.

FRANK: Howard.

-Frank. -I just got the full story.

I think you've added something to the phrase "grace under pressure."

Oh, it's nothing, Frank, really.

Well, just the same, I'm gonna put you in

for a commendation when the report goes out tonight.

-Thank you. -Excuse me.

Captain.

I promised you a conversation when IAD made its report on Marty Nichols.

It's bad?

There's no way to sugarcoat this, Bobby. She was in it all the way.

She started out taking payoffs. Then she and Marino became...

involved, and, uh, she became his accomplice.

What do you mean involved?

-Personally? -Yeah.

-I don't believe that. -Comes straight from Marino.

Then he's lying! He's a damn liar!

IAD did all the legwork, Bobby.

They found money, a bank account. Everything Marino said checks out.

I'm sorry.

How you doing, Captain? So what's the deal?

Nothing I can talk about. Maybe later.

Okay.

Hey, how's your girlfriend?

(spits)

Get him out of here.

I could use my belt back.

My pants are gonna fall down.

That's too bad.

What-what-what did he do?

That's the cop killer.

Something you got in common.

He don't look like much.

The similarities continue.

(exhales)

I could write a letter to my attorney.

It's as good as a cashier's check.

Ten thousand dollars.

Just give me my belt and go away for about ten minutes.

No soap, Marino. You got nothing.

MARINO: Maybe I'm just trying to do the honorable thing.

It's not gonna be that easy for you.

Twenty thousand.

I ain't for sale.

Thirty.

This is a different precinct, Marino. You don't buy cops here.

(sighs)

(imitates gunshot)

Hi, guys.

LUCY: Hi, Sandy.

JOE: Hey, how you doing?

I'm okay.

I'm not the one who was in a shootout.

Some shootout. One lousy bullet.

A little thing goes in my shoulder and my whole body ends up hurting.

Even my eyebrows.

I guess there's a bright side, anyway.

Oh, yeah? Explain it to me.

Well, chances of getting shot once in a career are pretty high.

Chances of getting shot twice, they're out of sight.

Getting shot three times, has to be in front of a firing squad.

(laughs) Yeah, thanks.

I'm out of here. I'll see you later.

Okay.

-Bye. -Bye.

Thought you might need some taking care of.

Yeah, maybe I do.

Want to take my pulse?

(woman on PA indistinct)

Archie?

Hi.

Who are you seeing here?

Uh, I'm here to see Hollister.

The guy I shot.

How is he?

They said he'd be okay.

He wouldn't see me, though.

No one would.

Annie doesn't want to see me at all.

I understand that, I guess, you know?

But not really.

But if that's what she wants...

Heck of a day.

Yeah.

I really don't think hanging around here is gonna make it any better.

Yeah, well, I was hoping maybe she would come and..

Archie, I think that now...

Ann really has to be by herself.

Are you hungry? I mean, would you like to talk?

Yeah. Yeah, to both of those.

Okay. I'm buying.

We'll get a hamburger. I don't know, we'll get something.

(music playing)

Frank.

Jerry.

I was just calling you again.

Thanks for coming.

-Come here. -Why don't we sit at a booth?

What? For privacy? (chuckles)

I don't have too many secrets left today, do I, Frank?

I don't have too much hidden.

Come on.

-BARTENDER: Can I help you? -Have a real drink, huh, Frank?

Club soda.

Nothing worse than a reformed anything, right, Jimmy?

That's what they say, Captain.

Believe me, Jimmy,

this guy used to really put it away.

(laughs)

Guy put us both under the table.

New subject, Jerry.

It's a good subject.

We used to be buddies, didn't we?

Started out in the same place.

Used to close places together.

They used to carry us out on our shields.

Then you decided to get perfect, didn't you, Frank?

Perfect cop. Perfect wife.

-Perfect little house. -Shut up, Jerry.

Frank, what the hell do I do?

I'd quit.

Yeah. Maybe I should.

Maybe I should.

Despite they didn't reveal one instance I was corrupt.

Not once instance, Frank. In all the corruption around me.

What? What is it?

Your unit's a sewer.

It was your responsibility, and you didn't take it.

You didn't do your job.

Come on, Frank. Don't give me that.

You're the only guy who stood beside me.

The only guy who answered the calls.

Come on, fall off the wagon. Let's get blasted, come on.

I got to get home.

I got scared.

I made it in my pants 'cause I got scared.

And I think that's when I began to lose interest.

'Cause I hated-- I hated being afraid.

That's what Marino's reference was, to when I got afraid.

Let go, Jer. Let go.

No excuse, right, Frank?

No excuse for signing off.

None.

You're right.

You're always right.

Okay, well...

That's what I wanted, Frank. I--

I just wanted to get your advice.

Good night.

Pathetic.

Who?

Jerry Fuchs.

He's sitting over at Mahoney's plastered

trying to figure out whose fault the wreck was.

I made the mistake of telling him.

Is it true what I heard about...

(chuckles) ...the ant farm?

Yeah.

If I bring one home, reserve a room for me in the laughing academy, would you?

How are you?

Okay.

I made a reservation for us and Frank Jr. at the Shore.

A family weekend.

Oh, good, I'd like that. It's okay with Fay?

Yes.

We had a long talk today.

I saw.

-She's a special woman. -I know.

What?

I'm sorry, Counselor.

-For what? -About all of it.

About being too much in my work.

About not paying close enough attention to what's really important.

About maybe taking the marriage too much for granted.

As long as we don't lose the romance, Frank.

I don't want to let our marriage kill our love affair.

Tell me that won't happen.

I'll show you.

JOYCE: Take off your clothes.

(both laugh)

(closing theme playing)