Original subtitles

Oh, Mick.

Hi.

You're back.

I just stopped to say hello.

Mm... What do you mean?

I'm still working.

They just let me out to say hi.

Hmm.

I'll see you later.

I love you.

Alright.

Okay?

Can we get back to work now?

Yeah, let's get back to work.

Preliminary search didn't turn up the perp's weapon.

Evidently, a cop planted a second gun.

Then the perp's weapon turned up?

Hmm, Goldblume found it under a dumpster.

Steger says Garfield planted the gun. Garfield says it was Steger.

If it was Garfield's shoot, why would Steger plant a weapon?

That's a good question.

I have the I.A.D. hearing.

If I were lawyering, I'd like to work for Steger.

If you were lawyering,

you'd want to be working for Garfield. He's the underdog.

Item 5 is an all-points

for the renegade bridegroom, Michael Belker.

(cheering)

This louse not only left his fiancée at the altar,

he left yours truly holding the ring.

(laughter)

Actually, Mick had to cook on his PCP operation

earlier than scheduled.

Now, his undercover closes this morning.

Rain date for his and Robin Tataglia's nuptials

is 5:30 this afternoon at the Kubiak La Paloma room.

-Sarge! -What?

If Belker takes a powder,

does the head of the gift committee get the refrigerator?

(laughter)

He ain't, he ain't takin' a powder.

Item, um...

(silence)

Uh...

Item 6, um... no perp interviews or IDs

in interrogation room "A" today, people.

I.A.D. is taking statements on the Garfield shoot.

Item 7,

now, our worst fears with this wildcat walkout

of the "Drivers of the City Health Department" have come true.

The city health inspector Rolowitz has declared an emergency,

which means until this wildcat strike is over,

cops are gonna have to pick up the "John Doe" stiffs.

(jeering)

People, I did this the fairest way I knew--

I put names in a hat, and pulled them out.

Now, the names I call, along with their partners--

you're gonna be picking up croakers today.

Frame.

(cheering)

Donaldson.

(cheering)

Hill.

(cheers and laughter)

MAN: Hey, Renko!

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

Let's go! They're getting away out there!

Not the ones we're gonna be with because they're dead.

How's it going Ronnie?

Just waiting to make my statement.

S.O.P., my man. Steger's driving a desk, too.

After today, Steger'll be back on the streets.

Where you think I'll be?

Why you so sure the hand's gonna come out against you?

Who you think I.A.D. will believe,

a 27-year member of the Fraternal Order of Police

or a black rookie?

Ronnie, don't hang this up on color.

They wanna know what happened in that alley.

There's no witnesses. It's Steger's word against mine.

And that's why they'll be looking at how you handle yourself.

The way you say what you say.

If you cop out on some self-pitying crap about color, instead of trying

to make them understand what went down out there...

If I was I.A.D., I'd figure you were guilty.

I'd figure that you planted the piece,

and now you're taking your best shot

at trying to make the hearing about something else.

You really think they might believe me?

I didn't do it, Detective.

Then that's what you got to make them believe.

Are you going to try, Ronnie?

(whispers) Yeah. Yeah.

All right.

(sighs)

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)

Oh, sorry fellas.

-Hello, Jim. -Captain Gleason.

-Barry. -Hello, Frank.

Do you remember that long-legged Irish steno, Frank, um,

-Cassidy. -Cassidy, yeah. Oh!

You think these recorders are an improvement?

(laughs)

Start with Garfield, Captain?

Off the prelims, we could end with him, too.

No prejudgments, Barry.

Whoever survives the inquiry is going to be a cop in my precinct.

No prejudgments, Frank, no prejudgments.

GARFIELD: I figured if he took off, he must have warrants,

so I should presume he was dangerous.

I saw him turn off Van Buren into the alley,

I continued pursuit.

I remember thinking I didn't know this alley.

I'd never been down this alley before.

SHIPMAN: What'd you see when you went?

GARFIELD: The suspect turned and faced me with a weapon.

I identified myself and shot.

(shot)

You're certain you were at risk?

I was certain.

He intended to shoot, so I shot.

The impact...

(gunshot)

...knocked him backwards.

When I went to him, I said to myself,

"Please don't let him be dead,"

but I knew from the way he looked,

there was no movement. He was just lying there.

He was absolutely still.

There was nothing. No pulse. God, nothing.

So I got up to look for the gun--

Was Officer Steger there by now?

Not yet. He arrived a few seconds later.

What did Steger say?

GARFIELD: I was looking for the gun,

and I told him I couldn't find the gun,

and he looked with me for about 10 seconds,

and then he told me to go back to the unit

and call in the shoot.

I called the shoot in and came back

with some uniform officers from the prostitution sweep.

Steger met us, and he had a pistol by its trigger guard.

Yelling he had found it.

Naturally, I was real relieved.

Show me where to indicate your position

in relation to the perp Gomez

when Officer Steger ran to the alley.

(liquid sloshes)

Good color, man.

Bet that stuff kicks like a mule, too, huh?

(chuckles) It'll do the job.

You did great, Mick.

Oh, you cook some great stuff. You're gonna be big in this business.

Yeah, Mr. Suarez is gonna be happy, too, mate.

So, our meet's at 2:00?

Two o'clock, sharp.

Suarez is always on time, Mick.

Hey, wait a minute Mick, what's this now?

I'll be back before the meet.

What? Don't you want me there?

Yeah, we want you here.

Chato's saying, "Where are you going?"

Look, we didn't get married, right, fellas?

I'm going out. I'm gonna walk around a little bit,

and I'll be back before the meet.

You're gonna go and see your woman again, right, Mick? (chuckles)

You got me.

Philip, tonight maybe me, you, and Mick

-can take our ladies out to celebrate. -Yeah.

We can go to Lotus Club.

-Ever been to Lotus Club, Mick? -No.

She'll love it. It's a trip.

Okay. I'll be back in a little while.

-PHILIP: You got it. -CHATO: Hey, Mick.

Superstar, king of the cookers.

An event subsequent to the shoot, did you speak with Officer Steger

after Furillo told you a second gun had been found?

-Yes, I did. -What was said?

I was upset.

I told him I couldn't believe the perp had two guns.

I told him that if the second gun

had been found in the perp's pocket, I'd buy that,

but both pieces were found in the alley, away from the body,

and I knew I'd only seen one gun in the perp's hand.

-How did Officer Steger respond? -He got very upset.

I confronted him, and asked him if he planted that gun he found.

And did he confess?

He said, "If somebody did plant a piece, they wouldn't have done it to hurt you."

How did you interpret that statement?

I took it to mean that Steger had planted a gun to help me,

and in turn wanted me to lie to protect him.

Did he ask you specifically to commit perjury?

What he said was, "Are you gonna be stand-up on this or what?"

I said, "I don't know." That's where we left it.

Next thing I know, I get called in to the captain's office

and Steger's there lying through his teeth.

At the time of the shooting, Officer Garfield,

how long had you known Officer Steger?

About two hours.

Any mutual friends, other cops you both knew, anything like that?

Not to my knowledge.

Like I said, we only met that morning.

Mmm.

Let me see if I got this right.

Um...

A 27-year veteran

walks into a shooting scene and commits a felony

by dropping a weapon for another cop

that he just met two hours before.

Is that what you're saying?

Anything else you'd like to say on your behalf at this time?

Just that the perp Gomez had a gun.

He pointed it at me, and I shot him,

and I never dropped any weapons.

-Anything else? -No.

That's all.

(door closes)

Case closed.

The kid dropped it.

A long way to go before we say that, Barry.

Nobody else had motive.

I'd like to get through Steger's testimony on the shooting before lunch.

I really think you're making a mistake here, Luce.

Yeah, well, nobody asked you.

You don't exactly have control of your emotions right now.

All that stuff we talked about you wanting a family and all.

Then you see Fabian's mother, and that just made it all worse.

Which has nothing to do with Hopper.

I'm gonna go see him. that's it.

It's up here on the left.

Do you want me to hold your coat?

Why?

A major part of my work is evaluating beauty.

You think I'm incompetent?

Yes, he is. And the next question's gonna be,

"Do you think I'm flirting?" And, yes, he is.

Give me 5 minutes, huh?

Lucy, what's the matter with you?

I just wanted to take one minute to tell you the kind of person I think you are.

I think you use people, and I think you're a coward,

a guy who lies to himself, let alone other people,

I think you must have been the worst husband in the world.

I think you're cheap with your emotions,

you're totally joyless,

and I think you're a lousy lover.

And I don't like your pots!

(ceramic shatters)

(pulsating tone)

Lorna, she made many a man happy.

That woman was a hooker?

Died on the job.

Actually, she was the queen of phone sex.

Could Lorna talk! I swear, you'd listen to her, close your eyes,

you'd think it was a 20-year-old starlet with a middle-aged woman's dirty mind.

Sounds like you're pretty familiar with her services, pal.

Well, sometimes I'd bring up her meals, might hang around a little bit.

That's no crime, is it?

I can't seem to get this phone--

-Would you just, yeah, please. -Just leave--

Yeah, just take it off. Come on, Renko.

You ready? On 3--

1, 2, 3.

(both groaning)

(crash)

Okay, now, wait! Lie her down.

Wouldn't figure you'd have any trouble doing that.

Ready? Now.

(groans)

Whoa!

(grunting)

Renko, rigor mortis!

Alright, we're just gonna take her down like she is.

(telephones ring)

What is that?

Heavy as she was, Lorna liked phones all over the room.

That must be a customer.

I don't care. I'm not even here.

I'm up in the mountains somewhere fishing.

I don't care one thing about this.

Watch it. Watch it.

Get it through the door!

Get it through the door!

-(thud) -There we go. Okay, okay.

STEGER: I was going as hard as I could.

No way I was gonna catch them. They were pulling a pretty good lead.

And I didn't lose theem

till Garfield followed the perp into the alley.

-A second after that I heard the shot. -(shot)

How much time passed between the shot and when you next saw Garfield?

Oh, 10, 15 seconds.

Like I say, they were pretty far ahead.

What did you see when you went in the alley?

STEGER: Well, I saw the kid over near the dumpster.

My first thought was, "Boy, am I relieved."

You know, the guy is down and my partner's on his feet.

And then Garfield sees me. That's when the curtain goes up.

-What? -That's when he starts his performance.

-Just state what you saw, Officer. -(sighs) I say, uh...

"Ronnie, is he dead?"

"He's dead!" The kid yells.

"I shot him! Oh, my God, where's his gun?!"

I said, "It's okay, calm down. We'll find it."

Anyway, um, the kid's throwin' things around

and saying, "It's gotta be here!"

I figure he's just gonna queer the search site,

so I sent him off to call it in.

Then I started a methodical search.

I find the weapon...

Right where Garfield,

no editorializing.

Morning, Nydorf.

Be with you in a second.

We ain't got a second. Where do you want this stiff?

Well, dealer's choice, fellas, main performers ain't particular.

Over there, Renko.

Stiffened up on 'em a little bit, didn't you, sweetheart?

You got no problem, Teasdale.

The woman was pretty upset, Mr. Nydorf.

Oh. Look, you shoot her through the grease a little.

Uh, this the mother?

Daughter O.D.'d.

Oh...

"Ah, Mrs. So-and-so, strange as it may seem to you,

we at Nydorf Brothers Mortuary consider the common agate marble

the best implant following corneal donation.

Keeps the natural contour of the face,

and what a generous gesture for your daughter to have made."

I'm just raising the flag, Mr. Nydorf.

She said she was suing us.

I'm back in public service, Teasdale.

This is something you ought to be able to take care of yourself,

and will you for God's sake stop at Hopkinson Supply

and pick up a bunch of ball implants?

I did that on my way down here.

Thank you, Teasdale. You're a great American.

Waste of good marbles.

You fellas are too delicate.

(bone cracks)

You guys are from the hill, right?

(chuckles) Told your captain three years ago

when I had my little difficulty,

the city morgue hadn't seen the last of Wally Nydorf.

I wouldn't call logging in bodies till the strike's settled

exactly comin' back in honor, Wally.

(laughs) Listen, Coroner Fukumoto is an honorable man.

Fukumoto won't cross the picket line.

-(grunts) -(bones crack)

Wally Nydorf's got his foot in the door,

and who knows, once that extremity's inside,

what other body parts may follow?

(groans)

Alright, can we just get out of here now?

Oh, listen, would you hold on just a minute?

Now what?

Lunchtime. As long as you fellas are here,

maybe you can walk old Wally through the pickets out there.

I hate being on the same side as you, Mr. Nydorf.

Look, I appreciate your sentiments

because you expressed them reasonably,

whereas those fellas are fanatics.

You weren't dreaming.

No, I had those dealers drive me over.

Listen, I got a couple things at the precinct.

I'll come by and change. We can drive to The Kubiak together.

Just a couple things.

Honey, some loose ends off my desk.

I gotta go. I love you.

Bye.

Coffee, Stan?

No, it's bad for my ticker.

Oh, come on, come on.

How'd things go with I.A.D.?

(exhales) Ah, still going.

We're on a break.

Hey, I'm telling it how it was.

I hope it works out.

Stan, you know, I hate to say it.

I've worked with them for years--

but when the going gets rough, they all of them run scared.

All of who?

The colored.

I don't buy that.

-Right, I know. -No, I mean it.

Sure.

Jack, I really mean that.

Hey, I believe you.

Run it for me, Mick. I have to get back to the hearing.

Well, I'm going back there after we talk.

And, Suarez, their buyer, picks up the stuff I made at 2:00.

Give me a couple of minutes to establish intent, then you make the pop.

Trying to think of a way to get you out beforehand.

Uh, that's no good, Captain.

We're getting you married today, Mick.

They need me there to show the Dominicans they got a chemist.

I'm not there, it's gonna get hinky.

Look, we bust them at 2:00, the kids don't get married till 5:30.

It lays out okay to me.

(sighs)

Okay.

Okay. See you at two.

Who's with you?

Larue, Washington, four uniforms.

Take six.

(clears throat)

What communication, if any, did you have with Officer Garfield

subsequent to the discovery of the second gun?

Most of us were out looking for that heart.

I came back to the station house. The kid was waiting for me.

Garfield?

Right.

(sighs) I'm not makin' a racial joke, um...

the kid looked about as pale as he was ever gonna.

Uh, he took me aside and said, "We gotta talk."

We went into interrogation,

and he said, "They found another gun at my shoot."

I said, "You mean the perp had two guns?"

Suddenly he started pounding his fists on the walls,

and he said, "I wish I'd have thought to say that!

Wish I'd have thought to say that."

I'm getting sick at my stomach.

I said, "Kid, you mean you planted a piece

and set me up to find it? You made me a patsy?"

He said, "I began doubting what I thought I'd seen.

I knew you were coming."

And now he's bawling his eyes out.

(exhales) He said, "The captain gave me a way out.

He asked me, he said, 'Did the perp have two guns?'

I didn't think to say yes."

I'm gonna call The Kubiak.

Hey, Ron.

How'd it go, man?

I couldn't tell about Furillo or the I.A.D. guy,

-but the outside captain-- -Gleason?

He didn't believe word one.

Steger's in with them now, lying.

What do you think if I offered a polygraph, if Steger would, too?

Why would Steger do something that could only jam him?

Why would you?

Ronnie, do yourself a favor.

-What's that? -Go home.

You can't do nothing for yourself here.

I keep thinking about what he's saying.

Go home, Ronnie. Wait to hear, okay?

I know, I know, I know, you got a lodge to run,

but that's not the point.

The point is the wedding's at 5:00, and all you can think about

is the fridge is blocking the way to your men's room.

Leon, it's only four more hours.

Have a heart.

(dial tone)

Leon.

Real sentimental guy, huh?

(exhales)

How's your boy?

Freaked.

Maybe you got your dough on the wrong horse.

Mm-mm, I don't think so, babe.

You know, I just couldn't help but feel bad for him. I...

I told him, I said, "You didn't say there were two guns

because you didn't see two guns. Stop it here."

Go to the captain. Tell him what happened.

He said, "I don't think I can."

I said, "Do it. You're not cut out to play it the other way."

(clears throat) Officer Steger...

by your account,

Officer Garfield stated his actions were motivated by his fear, by panic.

Right.

You also said you were about here

when you heard the shot fired.

Yes, right.

What would you estimate the maximum amount of time

it took you to arrive at the scene?

I was running pretty hard. I don't know.

-Less than a minute? -Way less, yeah.

30 seconds? I mean, the distance is less than 30 yards.

-I guess 20 seconds. -Garfield knew you were this close?

(exhales, gulps) Uh... Wait a second. I'm not sure what you're saying.

Okay, so we're back at the scene of the crime.

Now, Garfield is so panicked that he plants a gun

in the mistaken belief that the perp had no weapon.

Right. How many times we gonna go over this?

And having crouched down at the body

to put the perp's prints on the weapon,

and knowing you're about to come around the corner

at any instant,

instead of leaving the gun in the perp's hand,

after he'd planted it there,

and saying, "There's his gun, there's the piece,"

when you arrive. Instead of doing that,

he risks your coming around the corner and seeing him,

he prolongs his time at risk

by removing the gun from the perp's hand and throwing it under a dumpster.

Right.

Then he has the further calculation,

at a time when, according to your testimony,

he's totally panicked,

to pretend he can't find the weapon.

You asked me what happened.

I told you what I saw. I told you what the kid told me.

Thank you.

Do you have anything further to add to your testimony, Officer Steger?

What do you mean?

No.

I mean, what are you saying?

Are you accusing me?

I don't have any more questions.

The kid planted a piece.

He set me up to find it.

I mean, uh... what does he got to lose?

If I don't find it, he'll find it later.

That's a good point.

Thanks for your testimony, Officer.

It's no problem.

(telephone ringing)

THEODORE: I don't understand what this is about, Jimmy.

So explain it to me, Theodore, huh?

We're closed, man!

What is this?

What's going on?

-This your cooker? -No way.

-Hey, I'm here to buy and sell-- -You're lyin', man!

Think I don't inventory?

Think I don't see you guys shaping to make a move?

You're gonna move with Suarez, ain't ya? When's he gonna show up?

I don't know why you're talking like this, Jimmy!

He watched this place last night.

You guys cooked here.

This guy's your cooker!

-(shot) -(shouting)

You see this, Jimmy?

You stopped being careful.

You got to be too much of a big shot.

You just made a bad mistake.

You made the mistake-- you did!

Now, we got ourselves an ace cooker here,

and we're making our move now.

You taking me out, Chato?

You think you take me out,

no one's gonna be after you?

You think Suarez is gonna trust you

after you take out your own boss?

It's a big country, man.

Come on, Mick.

Move!

Come on where?

-You're comin' with us. -Move it!

You wanna cook? You stay here and cook--

Mick, you stand with us.

Wait a minute. Oh!

Man, what'd you do?

Don't worry about him! I know where to do it. He'll be okay.

All right. Lie down, Jimmy.

Lay down!

Animal, dog, you! Lie down!!

Don't kill us, man.

We ain't gonna kill you, man.

We got the car?

Yeah, everything's in there. Let's go, man!

Stay down!

FRANK: Doesn't make sense.

A panicky Garfield just does not do

all the things Steger says he did in that amount of time.

Supposing Steger didn't get to the site as quickly as he says he did, Captain?

Yeah. It's human nature, Frank.

Steger's pushing what, 50? He's overweight.

So he fibs about how quick he got to the shoot.

Instead of 15 or 20 seconds, it's 40.

If 40 seconds, do you buy Garfield stashing the weapon?

I still don't buy it.

Joseph and Mary!

(exhales)

Barry, it's too risky and elaborate a set of judgments

for Garfield to have made.

If he's planting a gun and knows Steger's coming,

he plants the gun in the perp's hand and backs off fast.

Alright.

Then you've gotta answer me one, Frank.

-Why? -Why what?

Off what you're saying, it's gotta be Steger planted the piece

when he sent Garfield out of the alley, right?

-Which is Garfield's position. -And I want to know why.

(sighs)

Wrongheaded idea about standing up for another cop.

Now, look.

I don't want anybody taking this wrong, okay?

We're talking about a colored rookie here,

a kid that Steger has never met.

Now, Steger's not gonna put his life on the line

for this kid, Frank.

I think Captain's saying Steger wasn't doing it for Garfield.

He's saying Steger did it out of some misguided loyalty to another cop,

rookie, black, first day partnered or not.

Meaning he sold you, huh?

I'm not sure.

Steger is a career patrolman.

Maybe he feels he's been passed up unfairly.

Maybe he has a victim's complex.

Aw, come on.

The ice is getting pretty thin here now.

Barry, neither one of us was in that alley.

I'm just trying to support a gut reaction here. Same as you.

I don't believe Steger's story.

And I don't believe Garfield's.

Truck driver's next.

TRUCK DRIVER: I was leaning out, looking back, checking my clearance,

when I seen this guy come running into the alley.

And a cop's running, chasing him.

I figured I better get out of there when I seen him in the rear view.

He stops, and he pulls a gun out of his pants.

Well, that's when I take off.

When I turned out of the alley--

-(shot) -I heard a gunshot.

Then I saw this lady cop.

Could you indicate where you first saw the officer?

Yeah.

Right here, with a hooker she was arresting.

I stop, I tell her there's a shooting in the alley.

She starts running towards the alley, shouts back to me to tell this other cop.

-FURILLO: Which you did? -DRIVER: While she was still running.

Did you observe the nametag of the female officer?

Yeah. It was Willy...

-Wiley... Something like-- -Officer Wiley.

-Wiley, right. -So, from what you're saying,

she must've had a view of the alley before her partner did.

Right. He was still running when she was already looking

around the corner to see where the shot came from.

This was after the shooting. She wouldn't have seen the shooting.

Thank you, Mr. Kazar.

(telephone rings)

What is he doing here?

-Who? -Him.

Who?

It's Tom Hopper, the potter.

WOMAN: Can I help you, sir?

He looks like a wimp.

I'm sorry, you can't file a complaint.

Then who should I speak to?

Yeah, what's the problem?

I want to file a complaint against an Officer Bates.

Ah. I'm the man you want to talk to.

Now, what's the problem?

Well, I previously knew Officer Bates on a personal basis,

which gives her no excuse for behaving like a thug.

(indistinct conversations)

She comes into a ceramics studio I operate,

terrifies the students, breaks things--

What you mean, terrifying students? What's that mean?

-I just said her behavior was disruptive. -Did she take out her gun?

Was she arresting people? What?

Look, I get the feeling you're not the person I should be talking to.

No. I get the feeling

that Lucy didn't come to see you as a cop.

She came to you for personal reasons.

And you weren't man enough to talk to her face to face,

so you come in here with all this whiny crap

trying to embarrass her at her job, thinking that maybe

that'll keep her from coming to see you again.

Look, I'm not gonna be intimidated by you.

Hey, I'm not trying to intimidate you. You still want to file a complaint,

or did you accomplish what you came here for?

I don't want a repeat of what happened this morning.

If I'm getting the message that you don't think it'll be repeated,

-then a complaint isn't necessary. -Well, that's the message.

Thanks very much.

You're welcome, Duke.

Stan...

Health department drivers just settled.

Hallelujah! I'll notify our people.

Thanks.

Stan, could you raise Officer Wiley for me please? We want to talk to her.

I'd like a copy of her statement about the Garfield case.

Got it.

What was that about?

Um, they want to talk to Officer Wiley.

Wiley, huh?

Your wife called while you were downstairs.

That's all I needed.

She just wanted to know how things are going.

She's just been climbing all over me about this thing.

-It's gonna be over soon. -I'll tell you what's over,

my shot at a promotion before I get my benefits.

27 years, I'll be going out on a patrolman's pension.

Well, if they clear you, how's this going to affect your promotion?

Stan, believe me,

I've been a guy who never played the game.

I've always wound up on the short end.

This is the kind of thing they've been using for 27 years!

Jack,

you mind if I tell you something as a friend?

Yeah, shoot.

Self-pity stinks.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means maybe there are other reasons why you didn't get any promotions.

Oh, you don't believe that.

And that's something else.

Don't think you always know what somebody else is thinking.

-Oh, uh, Officer Wiley-- -Stan--

Excuse me. Uh, Officer Wiley...

Could you come with me for a second?

I.A.D. wants to talk to you about the Garfield shooting.

(telephone rings)

Hill Street, Goldblume.

Hi, Robin. How are you?

No, you missed him. He just went out on a bust.

Oh. Well, uh...

maybe he didn't go out on a bust.

Maybe, uh...

Look, I'll tell him you called, okay?

Right.

Whoops.

We've heard testimony that you proceeded to the site of a reported shooting

without waiting for your partner. You're aware that's improper procedure.

Yes, sir.

In fact, you arrived at the mouth of the alley

a good 15 or 20 seconds before Officer Trapido, didn't you?

Yes, Captain.

This fact was either omitted or misstated

in your form 319 report, correct?

Now, I must inform you that your statements,

both written and oral, can be used in evidence

in any future Internal Affairs review of your conduct in this matter.

Which, I would add, is not our intention now.

We just want you to tell us what you saw in that alley

before Officer Trapido got there.

Was this omitted from your 319 report

in order to cover the fact that you got there before your partner?

I didn't go down the alley till Jim went with me.

We understand. You didn't go in.

But did you look down it?

Yes.

What did you see?

If I thought it was anything, I would've written it.

Officer Wiley, we're not out to get you.

You just tell us what you saw, and we'll judge its importance.

Okay.

MAN: Lieutenant? Over here, sir.

Somebody went down right here, Lieutenant.

Here, take this coat to the lab, have it typed ASAP.

Least we know it ain't Belker.

Not unless he bought that coat last night. He was wearing a black cashmere.

Lieutenant? Company coming.

MAN: Let's make a list of this stuff before we take it down to the lab.

It's Suarez.

Hold it!

(action music playing)

(sirens wail)

Intercept suspect, Gold Lincoln, heading towards rear gate.

(sirens shut off)

Freeze!

Come on, back around the car.

Come on! Don't make me come to you.

Come on! Well, look what we got here, huh?

Hey, man, I was just on the way to the bank.

Gee, you missed it, Suarez. It's already after 3:00.

-My, my, my! Did you win the lottery? Huh? -That's my money!

Really? You hear that? He says all this money is his. Hmph!

The I.R.S. will be glad to know how good your newsstands are doing.

Put your hands behind your back.

What's the beef, man? I ain't done nothing.

Speed limit in here is ten miles per hour, palsie.

You were doing 50. Come on.

I'll call in an APB for Belker.

Aha! A great big "pbblt" to you, Wally.

I know.

Strike's over, bud.

I know. Don't rub it in.

Last deposit, Wally, 830 pounds?

(scale vibrates)

5 foot four and a half. Where to, bud?

5-B.

Hard to believe anybody would want to work in a place like this, isn't it, fellas?

Private mortuaries are dead. There's no action.

Well, Wally, if you would have kept a tighter ship,

maybe you could have kept your job.

Aw, hell, I was perfect for this place.

This is the kind of place where you come when you don't need any records.

This is the place where you wind up

when you die an "X."

Oh, no!

No.

No.

What's the matter, son?

He know the man?

It's his daddy.

Oh.

Ah, I'll wait outside.

Sorry for your loss.

Oh...

Nydorf Brothers card.

WILEY: We had our two prisoners to secure,

which delayed Officer Trapido.

I reached the other end of the alley pretty adrenalated.

I had my weapon out. But then I was relieved,

because I could see there was a cop there and he was all right.

-The cop was Officer Steger? -That's correct.

Then he bent over the body.

I was blocked for a few seconds,

but then he turned, so I could see

that he'd found a pistol in the perp's hand

and was removing it.

FRANK: Try not to draw conclusions, Officer.

Right. Okay.

I saw him take...

he took the pistol out of the perp's hand

and stood up.

Then my partner came, yelling, "What's going on?"

And the next time I looked down the alley,

Steger was holding up the piece

for Garfield and the other cops who were just coming in.

Captain, I'm sure this last part

Jimmy and I had on our statement because he was there by then.

Are you absolutely certain that Officer Steger

was removing a weapon from the victim's hand?

Yes, sir.

Officer Steger claims he found the weapon

approximately 4 feet from the body.

That's not true.

(telephone ringing)

(indistinct conversation)

Busy. I can't believe it. I've always been able to reach her.

-Stan. -What?

Stan, I got a feeling something terrible's gonna happen.

I gotta talk to Cynthia.

(breathing heavily)

You sure you're okay?

(gulps)

Still busy.

My wife, the realtor, she's probably selling a house.

JIM: Officer Steger...

I'm arresting you for preparing false evidence and subornation of perjury.

You have the right to remain silent.

You have the right to an attorney.

Anything you say can and will be used against you

in a court of law.

(indistinct chattering)

Hey, Robin? J.D. Larue.

Uh, look... Mick's still out on the operation.

Yeah, I guess it did foul up again.

No, no...

Lieutenant, we got an all-points out

on the vehicle they got Belker in.

Let's divert units.

-Link them to the heights and Polk. -Yeah.

Uh, Bates? Coffey?

Uh, Renko, you and Hill want to go on overtime to track down Belker?

Well, Bobby's father's dead.

-What? -Bobby Hill's father's dead.

We found him lyin' on a slab in the city morgue.

And I thought I was having problems.

The foreman's pretty sure that Mick's okay.

They treat the chemists like royalty.

So your minds are made up? You think I planted the gun?

Officer, we're basing our conclusion on an eyewitness account.

What she saw tells you what I did. It doesn't tell you why.

That kid asked me to help him!

Are you saying that Officer Garfield asked you to plant a weapon?

Asked me? He begged me to do it for him!

FRANK: Why?

He was afraid of going down on a bad shoot. That's why.

That's not my question.

Why would a man who had met you only two hours before

assume you would commit a felony to save him?

You're asking me to think for the kid again. How do I know?

It's the way I am or something. People are always asking me for favors.

We're talking about a lot more than a favor here. Complicity is a crime.

He was desperate!

For crying out loud, he didn't have no one else!

Don't you see what I'm saying?

I'm the kind of guy who would have helped him. Ask anyone.

Jack, is it possible you planted the piece?

-No. -Just trying to help the kid out?

No!

Oh, this is beautiful.

This is par for the course, all right.

Hey, look...

JIM: Officer, will you come with me, please?

I can't believe I'm going down on this.

Robin Tataglia's on line 3, Frank. She'd like to talk to you.

-How is she? -Holding up.

Yeah, Robin?

Well, we have two sightings of them on the interstate,

and we have their license number.

Uh, Robin, I'm sure he's all right.

The last thing they want to do is hurt him.

Well, y--

yes, there was some blood found at the scene,

but it wasn't Mick's type.

I know how hard this must be for you,

but I don't think it's going to be long now.

No hard feelings, huh, Mick?

Right.

He'll be okay.

We're all gonna be okay once we cross that state line.

Yeah.

We're gonna be big once we get to Nevada, man.

We're gonna have a big syndicate and hundreds of dudes working for us.

Because we got the brainpower, you and me, Philip.

The ace chemist in the whole free world, man.

(chuckles)

Forget about her, Mick.

We are going to make a star out of you in Nevada!

-But, fellas, you don't understand. -What?

I'm getting married.

In Nevada you can get married as much as you want, Mick.

Hey, Philip...

Over there, that looks like a good one.

Come on!

Put this on.

Here.

It's only a toy. You're just gonna scare them.

Everybody down!

On the floor!

One move, and I'll kill you!

Open it!

Anything, okay? Just don't hurt me.

All right. Get down!

If anyone moves, I'll kill them!

It's taking too long! Let's get going! Chato!

-(shot) -(screaming)

-(shot) -(moans)

That's enough!

I'll blow your frigging head off!

Don't shoot! I'm a police officer!

You're a what? The hell you are!

Honest to God!

I got a badge in my back pocket.

(panting) Don't shoot. Lower the gun.

I'm just going slow into my back pocket for this badge.

(breathing heavily)

Here, here.

Glad I didn't buy anything that spoils. Otherwise,

they'd have ended up getting married. If they ever do, we'll get flowers.

Neal.

-Hey, Ronnie, my man! -Hey, Ron.

Hey, I heard the good news. I'm glad. (chuckles)

I just want to say thanks for keeping me cool today.

-Hey, no problem. -How do you figure Steger?

I don't.

The guy almost ruined my life.

I'm glad it worked out, Ron.

Hey, welcome aboard, kid.

Thanks.

(laughs)

I expected, you know, a few tears, a little upset...

But she was totally devastated.

It was like they were newlyweds.

Maybe that's the way she wants to remember it.

Hmph.

He'd cat around,

disappear for years at a time,

and she'd still pray to Jesus

that he would one day see the light.

Your mama's a good Christian woman, God love her.

Yes, she is.

Hey...

but that's not what he needed.

He needed someone to kick his butt,

someone to say, "You got a family.

You got responsibilities.

Why don't you act like a man?"

You got any idea what he was doing around here?

I don't know.

Working on the angle?

(chuckling)

The worst part of it is, Renko,

in spite of it all...

I loved him.

Hey, toast.

Reggie Hill...

A man who lived solely for his own pleasures.

A man who didn't give a damn about anyone.

I ain't gonna drink to that. I don't think you want to, either.

Even if he was here for me...

if he was here, so what?

We never worked it out between us.

(sobs)

Listen to me, pal. I think...

I think maybe this time you ought to let yourself think it might have.

(sobs)

Alright, come on. Knock this off. We got to pour you on a train, my brother.

(sighs)

(knock on door)

Who is it?

Who is it?

FABIAN: It's me.

Fabian, what are you doing here?

You sounded lonely, Lucy.

(laughs)

Oh!

Oh!

(sighs)

(both laughing)

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