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Item five: in its wisdom, Division has decreed

citywide prostitution sweeps.

This, of course, ignores that practically everybody,

including the johns, is zeroed-out in disposable income,

not to mention that it's 23 degrees.

RENKO: Well, you know why that is, Sarge?

Last July, someone downtown decided to make this sweep,

and it took Division this long to figure out a plan on how to do it.

Yeah, yeah. You're probably right, Andy.

But that don't change the fact that target blocks for this precinct

are Van Buren between 137 and 140.

Lieutenant Hunter is coordinating.

Six: transfers.

People, I'm gonna ask each of you new arrivals

to raise your hand when I, uh, call out your name.

Officer Jack Steger from Polk Avenue.

-He's, uh... -Yeah.

He's an old compadre of mine from back there.

Officers Danielle Wiley, Ron Garfield,

and, um, and James Trapido.

Let me know if I'm mispronouncing anybody.

-Tra-pee-do. -Tra-pee-do. Right. You got it.

Welcome. Bundle up.

Item seven: ongoings and undercovers.

Hendry and Bonzell are at Barry's Electronic Emporium,

and Mick Belker continues preliminary investigation

into a PCP undercover.

Item eight.

Now, the ball's back in our court, people.

The city exterminators

say that any further comprehensive fumigation of these premises

could possibly result in making some of us humans sick.

So to combat these roaches,

they suggest that we take prophylactic measures.

-All right! -Hey! Gutter minds!

We've got to keep foodstuffs out of unauthorized areas.

-(indistinct chatter) -Last item.

It's a very happy one, too.

Six o'clock tonight at the Kubiak Lodge,

Mick Belker embarks on the sea of matrimony

with his longtime sweetheart, Robin Tataglia.

(cheers and applause)

All right, Mick! Yeah! Yeah!

-Hey, Mick, you a little nervous or what? -Belker was nervous

-because he had to take a shower. -He looks nice.

(laughter)

The ceremony is gonna be at 6:00 sharp.

The Kubiak is graciously providing the reception.

Okay, that's it. Let's have a safe shift.

Let's get going. They're getting away out there.

-Good luck, Detective. -Mick, congratulations.

-Thanks, Bob. -Hey.

Hey, Mick, hang in there, baby.

Thank you, Neal.

Hey, uh, sandwich is getting cold and greasy, J.D.

Andy's not gonna eat it, man.

Renko is a total pig, man. He'll eat anything.

BOBBY: Renko, let's go.

-(groans) -(sighs) We're both wrong.

He's waiting for it to get colder and greasier.

(laughs)

(telephone ringing)

(indistinct conversations)

So, uh, Mick, I figure you can give me the ring at the Kubiak, huh?

-Fine. -Or you can give it to me now.

-I'll give them to you at the Kubiak. -Fine.

I'm a little nervous.

I haven't been a best man for 25 years.

I never been married ever.

Hey, Detective.

Hey, Ron Garfield, my man.

-How you doing? -Good. Good to be back up here.

Hey, look, what are people putting in for Detective Belker's present?

Hey, we got it covered, Ron.

-Appreciate the thought, though. -(harrumphs)

All right.

J.D., when are you picking up Belker's wedding gift?

-Now. -What's it look like?

-Like a refrigerator. -I don't know.

J.D., do you think a refrigerator was a good wedding present?

-I've been thinking about it. -Coffey, I'll tell you what.

If you think you can find a better present, next time,

you be the head of the gift committee, okay?

-I asked you a simple question. -Yeah.

Hey, the man's not eating. Let's go get Mick's gift.

Wait.

Aah! Aah! Aah!

-What happened? -What's up, man?

In my Mr. Muffin, there's a giant cockroach!

-You didn't eat it, did you? -I don't know!

Let me see it. Now, wait a minute.

Ah, he's right.

Hey, look at these cute, little feelers, huh?

(voice shaking) I didn't eat any of it, did I?

Renko, your problem is you're totally wussified.

Now, roaches taste great.

You are out of your mind!

They're a great source of protein.

(exclaims) Robert, I can understand biting

into a bug for breakfast once, but twice in one day?

Wait a minute, Renko, what do you mean, two times?

Well, when I was downstairs, I found a bug in this one, too.

What?

-Right here. -Let me see that.

Only that one looked like it was made out of candy.

Uh-oh, lover. (laughs)

(laughs)

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

-Armed robbery in progress. -(sirens whooping)

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

(theme music playing)

MICK: Robin?

(coughs)

-Looks like she beat the rush. -MICK: Is it possible to pick up my tux?

-Come here. Don't you get it? -MICK: It's over on Rosenberg.

We're going out on a sweep, and she already got busted.

-MICK: No, I can't go right now. -That's a joke.

-Jokey-jokey. Come on. -MICK: No, I got some stuff to do.

-You sure you can pick it up, Robin? -FURILLO: Yes, okay, I can wait.

-Yeah, because if you get the tux-- -FURILLO: Mick.

I can go straight home, get changed,

and meet you over at the Kubiak.

Yeah. You sure you're up to it? You're feeling okay?

All right.

Okay. I take it back.

I'll see you later.

I love you. Bye-bye.

FRANK: If Special Narcotics wanted in on Belker's operation,

it had three weeks to say so.

Cooker. Correct.

No, he's cooking for the other two guys.

The guys who stepped out on our informant's organization

and ordered it manufactured for Suarez.

Correct.

Suarez's organization is the ultimate target.

I know he's the biggest up here. That's why we're after him.

Uh, no. Detective Belker has already left for the day.

-Mm-hm. -Thank you.

(exhales) Is there any way we can help you logistically today?

No, I don't think so. My informant's just doing intros.

-No, I mean the wedding. -(laughing) Oh. No, thanks, Captain.

We've got everything pretty much under control.

-Good. I'll see you later. -Okay.

I want to introduce you to the captain.

Captain, this is Officer Jack Steger.

-Jack just transferred up. -Jack.

-Officer Garfield you remember. -Ronnie.

It's good to be working with you again, sir.

Jack and I did time at the Polk.

Back when we both had hair and one stomach apiece. (laughs)

I thought I'd team jack up with Officer Garfield,

at least for the first couple of days.

Ron can chase them down, and I'll cuff them.

-Sounds good. Welcome. -All right.

Well, come on, kid. Let's go chase girls.

Good luck.

-Joe, we don't have the time. -The sweep can wait for five minutes.

Now, tell me, what is it?

Is it the ceramics guy?

Sort of.

Did you sleep with him?

I made a mistake.

I told you the guy was a jerk. I knew he was a jerk.

Hey, you take shots in life.

Some of them work, and some don't.

That's right.

When I was younger I used to think, you know,

"Someday you are gonna have somebody who loves you

-and a family." -And someday you're gonna have

-all those things. -No, I'm not.

This is the way my life is gonna be, and I gotta face that.

And sometimes that's hard to do.

Come on. Let's go.

-You still got me. -Let's go. Let's go.

Let's hear it one more time now.

What's the main chemical you got to watch out for?

Ether.

Right, because the ether can blow you up, dig?

Now, what's your next main problem, considering you're a policeman?

-What? -(groans)

The juice, man.

Don't get none of the juice on your hands or up your nose,

because you get high, your cover is gone.

Juice makes a man want to talk.

I wear gloves. I don't breathe the fumes.

Another name for the PCP?

Uh, dust, angel dust, crack,

cloud walk, uh...

-Some of the names for the piperidine. -Pipe. I know all this stuff.

Well, you want to tell me what it's about?

-Tell you about what? -Dig, if I'm educating you,

you're getting a whole course, understand?

Now, the molecules, come on.

Come on, man! We talked about the molecules!

I know what a molecule is.

You get these molecules hooked up, and that makes the compound.

That's where the money is, in the compound.

That's what breaks the blood-brain barriers and up you go, man!

You know, you remind me of my third-grade teacher.

(snorts) Yeah, yeah.

Well, a man teaches what he knows, you know?

Driver's ed teaches driving.

Cop teaches how to police.

I know PCP.

Yo, Chato. Yeah, Johnson here.

Well, I've been trying to talk dollars, man, you know?

All right. Did you get the sample of the product?

Right.

Right.

Yeah, Mick. Mick from Detroit, man.

Be right over.

They like the batch?

Why wouldn't they like it, man? I cooked it.

Question is, when you cook it, are they gonna like it?

Those not engaged in illegal commerce

will be allowed to leave.

Now, please people, be patient.

Stand by until you are checked by one of our officers.

Hold it, lady!

If requested, you must show proper identification.

A green card, a passport, credit card...

Come here!

HUNTER: Someone stop that woman, please.

(siren wailing)

-(tires screech) -MAN: You, right there, freeze!

Officer, you're hurting me!

MAN: Sir, lock your door.

Lock your store door.

(sirens wailing)

Nickel bust.

Where's that jerk going?

Leon's got some warrants out.

Let's get him.

(jackhammer running)

(siren wailing)

(siren wailing)

Down!

Garfield!

-You okay? -He had a gun.

He pointed a gun at me.

It's not here.

Look, I saw it. It was in his hand. I saw it!

Take it easy. Take it easy. We'll find it.

Man, I know he had a gun.

He pointed the gun at me, and he was gonna shoot it!

Just go back. Go back and call it in.

I'll find the gun.

Officer, somebody had better get over to the alley.

-There's been a shooting. -Tell my partner. He's over there.

2250. Officer-involved shooting. Suspect down.

137 Van Buren, in the alley.

-DISPATCH: Ten-four, 2250. -Requesting an ambulance.

Ten-four, we copy.

Hey, come with me!

Hey, kid, I found it. Here it is.

Sixty percent of your manpower going to victimless-crime sweeps,

forty percent left to cover the streets.

Robert, the secret of effective police administration

is priorities, and Division has none!

-What is so funny? -(laughs)

I was just thinking about LaRue's face when you pulled that bug.

(both laugh)

We done him good, didn't we?

(laughing) We had him flat on that thing.

-He was. -Here we are.

Oh, no. Look at this, Renko.

(sirens wailing)

MAN: Guy over here is pretty bad.

Let's go! Move out of the way!

Hey!

Just relax, mister. Everything's gonna be okay.

-The heart. Check the heart. -Your heart is okay.

No, the heart in the chest, man.

-I just said your heart is perfect. -No! The heart in the back!

Uh, sir, I think you're going into shock.

Listen! The heart, the transplant.

-It's in a red-and-white cooler. -There's no cooler back here.

A red-and-white cooler? The guy I was chasing had one.

(groans) That's it. They stole the heart!

-Stole a heart? -Call for backups.

We're checking the alleys.

(engine racing)

(tires squealing)

(siren wailing)

These dudes are over their heads.

-They may show short with the front money. -That's all right. I'll let them owe me.

They're way into these Dominicans, though, man.

One guy, Filo, he's married to Suarez's sister.

-That's the guy coming down the stairs? -No, that's Chato. Filo's behind him.

What's happening, guys?

What you got, Willie?

I want you to meet my man Mick, from Detroit.

-Second best chemist in America. -How are you?

What do you say, Mick? How you feeling?

Well, I'm gonna feel great when I see $5,000 front money.

Hey, Mick, that sample you made went over great!

Vato we gave it to thinks he was in outer space.

That's $5,000 for the chemist, fellas.

Here's our scene with that, Mick.

We got to run that down for you.

They're gonna run down their scene for me?

Hey, look, don't embarrass me, huh, fellas?

-Where's the man's money? -Don't be getting down on Willie here.

They said they had their thing together. Go ahead.

Square business, Mick. We put our money all in product.

We spent the money buying the piperidine, man.

We're just light on our front to you.

In other words, you want me to mix up a batch on credit

-so you can impress your new connections. -Listen,

how about instead of $180, you got $400 a pint?

Hey, guys, we're moving to can all the weight you can mix.

Mick, they can move 20 pints a week.

Twenty times 100, looking at $8,000 a week.

-What do you think, Willie? -I'm not telling you what to do, man.

Look, people embarrass me if they don't give me the straight story.

We got state-of-the-art equipment in here, man.

What state-of-the-art? You need a garbage can and ether.

Boys, don't insult my intelligence.

Sorry, sorry.

Forget it. I'm here. I already made the trip.

That's solid, Mick. You ain't gonna regret this, man.

Come on inside, and you just show us how you want it set up.

When do I meet your friends?

The Dominicans? Later.

Hey, you're gonna like those cats. They're serious how you are.

So I hear this guy's going bankrupt and I figure, "What the heck?"

Place is right next door to my car lot.

So presto, Rob's Discount Kingdom.

You're not giving yourself enough credit, Rob.

Looks like you put at least 30 bucks into fixtures.

Neal, what do you think?

One day I think the crown just looks great,

and then, the day after...

I think it's maybe over the top.

I think the day after, Rob.

Uh, what about the fridge, Rob? You remember Belker's refrigerator?

Brother-in-law, would you be averse

to me saving you a few bucks on this present?

Save it how?

Merely by removing the tag of a nationally advertised product,

which we all know advertising drives up the prices, anyway,

and placing it on this brother fridge from Mexico,

thereby making the Chill King a G.E.

Is that right? Why would you want to do a thing like that?

Look, I give it to you for a yard and a half less,

and we both make out.

So America's never heard of Chill King?

Don't mean it doesn't freeze hamburg, right?

Must've paid top dollar for them, huh, Rob?

Well, I took advantage of the fluctuating Mexican peso.

What kind of a warranty we get?

It breaks, you apologize? Uh-uh.

I ain't laying a clunker on Detective Belker on his wedding day

so me and Neal can pocket a couple of bucks.

Oh, J.D., when did you become such a saint?

It's not a matter of that.

It so happens my fellow officers elected me head of the gift committee.

Well, I guess I just can't give you the fan, can I?

Hey, now, that fan was no kickback.

That fan happens to be an incentive finder's bonus.

I want the G.E., and I want it delivered to the Kubiak by 4:30.

Sure. Whatever you say, J.D. Whatever you say.

It's getting harder and harder every year to tell your sister Peg

what a jerk her brother is.

Hey, J.D. we got to get back to the precinct, babe.

Something about a missing heart.

That's not fatal. Rob's lived with that for years.

Stan, let's bring four more teams for the heart search

-as soon as they've logged their hookers. -Captain, the doctors are saying

there's only a four-hour viability on this heart.

That's correct. We're on a tight clock. Excuse me.

Ladies and gentlemen, please,

would print media please take a back seat for the moment?

Radio and television reporters can get this story out much faster.

Lady, I know you feel terrible. I feel bad, too.

But that ain't what these phone lines are for.

Again, Captain. Start from the appeal part.

We're appealing to whoever possesses the heart,

however he or she came to have it.

This is a no-questions-asked situation.

Hill street. Buntz.

You may not even know you have it. It's ice-packed in a red-and-white cooler.

Um? I'd like to repeat the numbers.

We've added trace capability on your 57, 58, 59.

-Right. -554, 55, and 56.

Captain.

Um, also, we think, uh, maybe the perpetrator,

uh, discarded the cooler.

You feel terrible, too, huh?

Capital punishment, huh?

Listen, write your congressman, all right, lady?

The Van Buren subway line, please be alert.

Captain, would you tell people we don't want condolences?

We want information.

What time does IAD get here?

They say at 11:30.

Don't you worry about those guys.

I mean, it was a clean shoot.

"He turned, I saw the gun, I fired."

Case closed.

I'm just thinking about what I'd be feeling like now, boy.

If you hadn't found that guy's piece...

Well, you overlooked it.

You were too busy shaking, right?

(laughs)

You ever used your gun, Jack?

Five times, my friend.

One thing you don't want is doubts.

Doubts will kill you next time.

At the alley facing Van Buren Street between 138 and 139,

the suspect turned and confronted me with a weapon.

-I felt myself at risk, and I fired. -Did your partner see the exchange?

No. He reached the alley about 20 seconds later.

Suspect hadn't fired his weapon.

-No, he was just about to. -You concluded that?

He'd pulled his piece and was bringing it to bear.

I concluded that he was about to fire.

(sighs) We'll be taking your partner's statement.

Officer Steger.

We'll be taking officer Steger's statement and examining SID findings.

You'll work from your desk until notified.

Is there a problem with the shoot, sir?

If there is, we'll be asking for a further statement.

I don't see any problem, officer.

So Robin and Mick open the freezer compartment.

They can't believe it, but there it is in front of them.

-Frozen money. -Now, what do you think? 400 singles?

Impressive in terms of bulk.

Or the simple, understated eloquence of four clean Franklins?

Guys, we can use you manning the phones on this missing heart search.

These people, they call up. They think it's Phil Donahue, you know?

"What a terrible shame. What an awful crime.

"I saw people carrying a cooler, but they were on a picnic.

-I could see the freaking ham sandwiches." -Hey.

Joe, Luce, um, get your girls 713'ed

and then get out on this search for the heart.

-All right. -Joe, Joe!

That's Mrs. Dewitt, Fabian's mom.

JOE: I'll take care of the girls, Luce.

This way ladies.

(door closes)

You even know who I am?

Sure, I remember you.

Your name is Lucy.

Where's Fabian? Is he with you?

Fabian's in North Carolina with his aunt.

Just where I left him.

Where you sent him the Christmas present.

Didn't you send him the Christmas present?

I thought you were staying down there, Mrs. Dewitt.

-I thought things were going better. -Fabian's fine now.

He's fine with his aunt.

You should be ashamed of yourself.

You get a gift from God, and you throw your life in the sewer.

-It's my life. -And what about his life?

What are you doing to your son? You know, he loves you.

-You shut up! -I don't have to shut up--

Sergeant, I request you refrain

from speaking with my client without counsel present.

That's real great. Everybody's concerned about Vivian Dewitt's rights

while she cuts her son off from everything he deserves.

-Get out of here! -Sergeant.

I'm leaving.

Junkie hooker makes me sick anyway.

Here. Here's a stack of them.

These all can't be legitimate calls, Sarge.

Heart will be dead by the time we answer these.

Hospital called. Heart's viable another hour and a half.

Give me a couple of them, Stan.

Anybody else? Anybody else?

We got 90 minutes, folks.

Give me a bunch.

-Let's go. -What happened with Fabian's mother?

Let's go, we got this now. Let's go.

-Frank, your office. -What's up?

Interesting find on follow-up at Garfield's shoot.

No, ma'am, I don't know what a human heart looks like exactly.

No, not like a piece of liver, ma'am.

I gotta say, J.D., money as a gift seems a little cold.

Of course it's cold. It's in a fridge.

Okay, now who you gonna put on?

You know what I'm saying, J.D.

What about getting them some more presents and stuff?

What presents? Thank you, ma'am.

Presents like you buy.

Fill up the fridge with them. Make it more festive.

When are we gonna have time to buy presents

if we got 3,000 stupid phone calls to answer?

-Yeah, heart's gonna be dead soon. -Speaking of cold--

I mean, even if it's like a basket of fruit.

-Or like steaks, you mean? -Sure.

Hockey tickets. Big flashlight. Small dog.

-(telephone rings) -Yeah?

I took the gun to forensics myself. The pimp's prints are all over it.

Have we checked what Garfield's partner has to say?

Steger. I think he's following up heart leads.

Ron, could you step in here a minute, please?

Rough way to start.

Yes, sir.

-IAD talk to you yet? -Yes, they did.

Ron, I understand a gun was found this morning

near the body of the man you shot

and that gun has been print-matched to the deceased.

Yes, sir. That's correct.

-You saw him pull how many guns? -How many?

One. It was enough, sir.

-Just one. -Well, a little while ago,

Lieutenant Goldblume found another gun at the scene,

lying under a Dumpster not too far from the body.

And that second gun also has the deceased's prints on it.

What?

Two guns were found.

One possibility:

you dropped the gun that Officer Steger recovered

because you couldn't find the pimp's gun and we turned it up later.

No way. I never even carry a backup piece.

Ron, this is simply to let you know the facts as uncovered.

You may want to sit down quietly now and write down everything you can remember

-from the incident. -I've already done that.

Then do it again. Go over it.

In part, what captain is saying

is that this was your first shooting, you might have been scared.

Right now would be the best time to be totally forthcoming about everything.

Or he may have withdrawn a second gun, but you didn't see it.

There may be a number of explanations.

There's an explanation for it, but that's not it. That's not it.

Am I excused, captain?

You may want your PBA representative for you next Internal Affairs interview.

(indistinct conversations)

DISPATCH: Any units, missing heart ransom demand

-traced to pay phone 138... -(siren wails)

When did that come in, an hour and a half ago?

-An hour ago? -2202 rolling. It's now 10:20.

142 and Van Meer.

-Renko, they're going as fast as they can. -2202 is going,

but you know what we're gonna find out when we get there?

Another empty damn phone booth!

You know why? Because they left!

Because if it was a legitimate call, they got tired of waiting!

Well, we got to try. It ain't over until it's over.

How much time's that heart got left? About 20 minutes?

(sirens wailing)

You see a man making a phone call from there?

Crazy old junkie. Lives over the deli.

-He still around? -Beats me. Hey, wait a minute.

-There! That's him. Over there. -RENKO: I'll get him.

Hey!

Come on through!

-Officer! -(horns honking)

Come on! Come on through!

(sirens wailing)

(tires screeching)

2202 in pursuit of suspect with stolen heart.

Northbound on Dekker and 139.

He's traveling in a blue Plymouth.

What kind of a person would steal a heart?

He didn't know a heart was in it, Renko.

DISPATCH: Northbound on Dekker. Any available units.

-Hold it right there! -No closer, or the heart gets it!

HILL: There's a man in desperate need of that organ.

If he doesn't get it, he's gonna die.

-I want money. And drugs! -Is this our man?

-He's our man. -Hey! Hey!

I told them, "Mess with me, and I'm gonna do the heart!"

Dr. Hill, Dr. Renko. Get your gowns and masks on.

-We may have to operate. -THIEF: What are you talking about?

I'm the one that's gonna be operating. Then you don't get no heart!

That's where you're wrong, smart guy.

Because if that heart don't make it, I'm gonna blow your head off,

and we'll use yours, you got that?

Get that case out of my car. I got a scalpel in there.

This man's crazy! He can't do that!

BUNTZ: No? You can count, can't you?

'Cause I'm gonna count backwards from two.

Wait one damn minute!

Two! Get ready, when he goes we're not gonna have much time

-I deserve some money. -One!

This ain't fair! This here's illegal!

-How much time we got? -16 minutes!

-Come on! -Let's go!

(sirens wailing)

2202. We got the heart. Notify Mercy. We're on our way.

Please let that thing be usable.

-Open it up and check it out. -Lieutenant!

-(sighs) -Oh, why, Lord?

What the hell is the matter with you? You blind and deaf?

Bobby Hill, it is ten blocks to Mercy!

You got a better idea? Let's go!

-(upbeat music playing) -(horns honking)

RENKO: Hill!

Get in!

Go!

(tires squealing)

(siren wailing)

Docket N-639421.

Vivian Dewitt. Disorderly conduct.

WACHTEL: My papers indicate drug addiction.

You want a detox interview, Ms. Dewitt?

For the detox program?

Correct.

If I don't go in the program, I got to stay in jail?

I told you, with these disorderlies it's $25 or 5 days.

-Do you have the $25? -Uh-huh, I do.

Come on, Ms. Dewitt, full calendar. What's your pleasure?

One second, Your Honor.

Vivian, what the judge is offering is,

would you want to use the occasion of your arrest

to get into a cleanup situation?

Just release me, okay?

Ms. Dewitt will pay the fine, Your Honor.

All right.

My papers indicate family somewhere, hmm?

-Children? -Correct, Your Honor.

You'd rather stay high. Is that right, Ms. Dewitt?

All right.

You never been high,

so you don't understand what I'm doing.

But the truth is, lady, when I'm high, I'm feeling better than you'll ever know.

And that's all I want. And that's all I need.

BAILIFF: Docket N-639414.

Winona Williams. Disorderly conduct.

(indistinct talking)

Gentleman, were you involved in recovering the Hill Street heart?

No, one of the places where it wasn't.

-What the hell is this? -We got to talk.

What the hell's your problem?

(door closes)

They found the gun that pimp was really carrying.

They found two guns?

You believe that?

So? What's the beef?

The guy had, the guy had two pieces.

Wrong, Steger. He drew one weapon. One.

You're starting to annoy me.

I'm getting aggravated. You just think ahead here.

If you tell them there was only one gun, you didn't see two weapons,

they're gonna start looking for people who might have dropped that other gun.

What I keep coming back to is you sending me away saying,

"Did you take care of everything?" You dropped the piece, didn't you?

-Hell no, I didn't drop nothing! -The hell you didn't!

I told you I saw a gun!

We would have found it if we'd have kept looking,

-but instead, you just dropped one. -Even if I had,

-it wouldn't have been to hurt you. -Yeah, great, thanks a lot! Thank you!

-What do you think will happen to me now? -Don't be stupid.

-Tell them you saw two guns. -Yeah, I already told them I didn't.

Now, wait a minute. It's real simple.

Real simple. Listen.

You go back in there, you say,

"I was confused and upset when I made my initial statement."

-You want me to change a sworn statement? -Calm down.

IAD loves this kind of stuff.

Tell them,

"I remembered something. I wasn't gonna say nothing.

It's something I thought I could live with, but I can't."

IAD says, "Ain't this kid great. He is one straight cop!"

-I don't know. -Don't give me that whiny crap!

-You gonna be stand-up on this or not? -I don't know.

I don't know what I'm gonna do! I just don't know!

-Hey, Ronnie. -Neal.

-Heard what happened, man. -Heard what?

You had to take a guy out. Sorry.

Didn't you hear the rest of it?

About me getting caught in the switches?

Oh, I took your advice, Neal.

I spent the $500 on some great stuff for Robin and Mick, okay?

Wait till you see all I got them.

-They're gonna deliver it to the Kubiak. -Yeah--

-Hey, looky here: heroes. -REPORTER: In these days

of manufactured celebrity and prefab heroes,

it's gratifying occasionally

to be able to report on the genuine article.

The three members of the police department standing behind me,

-Officers Robert? -Hill.

-And Andrew Renko. -Renko.

-And Norman Buntz. -Lieutenant Buntz.

Made possible what is coming to be known as "the six-pack transplant."

Officers, could you tell us a little more in detail

how you actually recovered the heart?

Uh, we were only doing our job.

Uh, Officer Hill, I recognize you from

-our minicam report at Mercy Hospital. -Right.

It was you who actually delivered the heart.

-Uh-huh. -How did that feel?

Well, I was just hoping to get it there in time.

Oh, I see.

Lieutenant Buntz, what did you actually say to Nolan Trevitt,

the man who found the heart and held it hostage,

to get him to actually release the organ?

Nothing. I threatened him a little.

You gave him a little encouragement then?

Yeah, I told him I'd cut out his heart

if he didn't give over the one he was holding.

-No, seriously. -Seriously, yeah.

I see.

Well, back to you, Dave and Trish.

What do you think I did? Kissed him?

Captain? Got a minute?

What's up?

Um? Well, uh,

it's something I thought I could live with,

but I can't.

(knocks on door)

What's going on, Captain?

Officer Steger alleges that you confessed to having planted

a weapon at your shoot this morning.

You're lying! You're a lying bastard!

Come on, kid, I'm as sorry about this as you are.

You deny Officer Steger's allegations?

You're damn right!

Look, I didn't plant a piece.

From the conversation we had this morning, I'd say it was Steger.

Sure.

You have a right to counsel, Officer Garfield.

Anything you say from this point on can be used in evidence

in departmental legal proceedings.

Are you saying you believe that?

Captain, 20 minutes ago this fat old hump

is telling me to say the perp had two guns.

I got to listen to any more of this?

Mr. Garfield, keep to your desk.

All I want to say is, what I did, this shoot...

Look, I didn't drop anything.

It was a totally righteous shoot.

(door closes)

So, this is the gentleman I was telling you about, Mr. Suarez,

that Willie the Cook spoke so highly of.

Mr. Suarez, Mick.

How do you do?

Why you don't come over from Jimmy Yip in a package?

Bring Willie, too.

Willie ain't available, Señor Suarez.

-Believe me, we asked. -I cook good as Willie.

That's what Willie said, Mr. Suarez.

Mick cooks as good as he does.

You can imagine how excited we got.

-Where you from? -He's from Detroit.

Detroit.

Mick makes quality, and he makes weight.

Hmm.

Ready to go? Ready to make some big money?

That's what I'm here for.

He's ready, Señor Suarez.

Bueno.

Veinte pintas...

Veinte horas.

You start right now, Mick.

You're gonna make 20 pints.

Now meaning...

Señor, we are going to be your new boys in 20 hours.

You're going to have new suppliers.

SUAREZ: What's the matter?

Nothing. Everything's fine.

Okay.

Bueno. Adiós.

We'll be in contact with you, Señor Suarez.

We're gonna do a great job.

(laughs)

Uh, we got a problem here, fellas.

We're gonna have to stall him tomorrow.

What you talking about?

I gotta see someone. I can't cook tonight.

Look. Very easy.

I'll start first thing in the morning.

You call Suarez, you tell him that the first batch we mixed

was a little light on pipe.

We'll deliver four hours later.

-What's the problem? -Are you crazy? Huh?

This is our big audition, Mick.

Our big chance, man.

Man wants it in veinte horas,

that is when he is gonna get it!

I'm telling you I got to be someplace.

And we're telling you this is the place you're gonna be tonight.

It's a chica, right?

-You got a date. -Right.

Afraid you gonna have to keep your pants on tonight, Mick.

(growls)

With due respect to the head of the gift committee, J.D.,

I think if you put these tennis shoes where the corned beef is.

It might make a better appearance.

Don't mess with me, Bobby. I been through hell with this.

All right, pal.

TV REPORTER: Minutes ago at a hospital news conference,

Dr. Jason Rosenberg announced completion

of what's come to be known as "the hostage transplant."

-I love all these catchy names, eh? -(chuckles)

Dr. Rosenberg stated that the next obstacle

for transplant patient Richard Kavakian

was the possibility that his body

may reject the transplanted organ as foreign tissue.

Hope the man makes it.

With everything that heart's been through

it could make it through a nuclear holocaust.

Hey, it's only 20 minutes, right?

Actually, by my watch he's only 18 minutes late.

I know it's impossible, Robin, but try to relax.

He's probably held up in traffic.

At this time of night? He has to come across Van Buren.

He's jammed, totally.

I keep thinking his tux might have strangled him.

Best man made it through the gridlock.

Well, that puts you one up on the groom, Sarge.

Phone for Tataglia.

Hi, honey.

Listen, something came up.

I got to break our date tonight.

Mick, tell me if you're all right.

BELKER: I'm fine.

You know how much I wanted to be with you tonight,

but things started cooking here sooner than I thought.

Right. I get it.

MICK: You okay?

I'm fine.

I was just worried about you.

I'm fine.

Robin, I'm sorry.

It's okay as long as you're okay.

I love you.

He's okay, but he can't make it.

Robin had asked me to say well, most importantly, Mick is fine,

but his undercover went red before any of us expected it,

so we're gonna have to postpone the ceremony.

-(people groaning) -I'm sorry, everybody. (crying)

No, I'm okay. I'm fine.

(chuckles) I'm fine.

She took it okay, am I right? Right.

Because I know broads.

You tell them it's work, it's gonna be money coming in,

and you're gonna buy them something with that money.

They love it if you got something important to do.

(growling)

-Mick? -(growling)

What you doing, Mick?

How'd you do that, Mick?

J.D., you said this refrigerator would be here an hour.

Well, of course, we couldn't count on Belker

having the bad taste to be kept over by some crooks.

I'm just saying, where am I gonna keep this thing?

You keep it right here till we find out what's going on.

And you keep it plugged in

so that the perishable presents I got inside don't rot.

-Lieutenant. -J.D.

-You really surprised me today, baby. -How's that?

Well, I kept looking for you to jam yourself up.

-You never did. -I guess that's right.

I didn't blow the dough, I didn't screw around with Rob,

and I got a bunch of nice presents.

-What's left? -Nothing.

Stealing it. (laughs)

Stealing it. Neal, that's it.

All day, I been asking, "What's my angle?

Where's this going?"

I was meant to steal this refrigerator.

-No, no. -Why not?

It's too late, man. You did a good thing today.

Now you just got to learn to live with it. (laughs)

Hey, it's Shirley.

-Hey, Detective. -Hey, Ronnie.

How you holding up, man?

Lousy.

I mean, I can't believe what the guy did to me.

Just stay cool, babe. And don't make no mistakes.

Seems like the mistake I made was who I had for a partner.

Look at him.

-Lying piece of garbage! -Hey, take it easy, Ronnie.

Don't be stupid now.

Hey, Stan.

Uh, Jack, maybe we ought to head someplace else.

No, no, no, no. Let myself get run off by that punk?

Bad enough he plants a piece.

Disgraces the badge I wear. He's not gonna ruin my time off.

-Get me a beer. -Hey, cool it.

-You bastard! -Hey!

(all yelling)

-You shouldn't have done it! -You're framing me.

-You're trying to ruin my life! -You did it to yourself!

-You punk! -Come on, let's go.

-Thanks, Luce. -Yeah.

-You sure you don't need company? -No, I'm okay.

Okay. Call me if you want someone to talk to.

-Good night. -Good night.

What, I got to have a special reason to call you up?

I just wanted to hear your sexy voice. (chuckles)

Yeah.

I think about you all the time, Fabe.

Yeah, how's it going down there and all? I mean,

I miss you.

Yeah.

How's your mom?

Oh.

Is that right? That's great.

Clean and doing good, huh?

I gotta run, Fabe.

Yeah. I miss you.

Yeah. I love you.

Bye-bye, hon.

(sentimental music playing)

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