All language subtitles for NYPD Blue - S01E02 - 4B or Not 4B.sd-en

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

- OFFICER: You gotta move this now.
- I ain't done unloadin'.

OFFICER: You're allowed five-minute
access at this site. Then you gotta move.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
Don't move the truck nowhere.

Come on, Detective. Let's get real, huh?

It's a posted five-minute zone.
He's past his access.

I can move around the block
and come back.

You ain't movin' nowhere.

What's he supposed to do,
go around the block every five minutes?

I don't care if he drives off a pier.

In other words, what you're sayin' here is
because this is a Marino buildin' site,

you're turnin' that man's
constitutional rights into dirt.

- Hey, I can drive around the block.
- And you're looking out for them?

What is that, a 12-yarder?

How much do you kick back to Marino?
For each load, 250?

Don't put me in the middle of this,
Detective.

See, everybody knows
what's goin' on over here.

This is payback
for what happened to that cop.

Hey, you know if you ask me,

I wish Giardella gets
what's comin' to him.

This way life can resume
being normal around here.

But in this situation,

what you're doin' is you're
inconveniencin' an innocent wage earner.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- You know, you're right.

Watch your head.

- Watch your head.
- Hey!

- Hey, tubesteak, shut it off! Hey!
- (SCOFFS)

Now I'm inconveniencing you.

You're makin' a lot of enemies, Detective.

OFFICER: Shots fired over at Fifth
and Second, Detective.

- They tried to whack Giardella.
- MALE VOICE: Hey, turn it off!

Tell Marino, "John Kelly says hello."

(SIREN WAILING)

- ALFONSE: You see, this is gratitude.
- MALE VOICE: Hey, would you hold still.

ALFONSE: This is how they treat
26 years of loyalty.

- MALE VOICE: Calm down.
- ALFONSE: They shoot at you!

And they nearly cut your throat
with broken glass!

You asshole, Kelly!
You're the one jammed me up!

What's the matter, Alfonse? You havin'
a little trouble with your boss?

- You wanna make a statement?
- Yeah, I'll make a statement, scumbag!

- Drop dead and rot. I didn't see anything.
- MALE VOICE: Whoa, mister.

- You oughta come to the emergency room.
- Yeah, why?

So I can take a number
with the rest of the welfare cases?

I'll go see my own doctor.
No, no, you want a statement?

Alfonse Giardella says all bets are off.

From now on, it's every man for himself.
You hear that?

That's a start.

(CAR HORN HONKING)

(CHUCKLES)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

The man's assigned to your squad,
isn't he, Lieutenant?

- ARTHUR: That's right.
- He's under your command?

He's under my command.

So, then am I to assume

that this vigilante campaign
has been undertaken on your order?

My officers don't need
an order from me to do their jobs.

Kelly's not doing his job.

He's harassing Marino,
pure and simple. I want it to stop.

Detective Kelly is issuing citations

and making arrests
when he sees infractions...

Look, look, look. I admit,
we got different agendas.

But I can't have Kelly going
around shaking all Marino's trees

hoping that
Alfonse Giardella will fall out.

As I say, I don't intend to discipline
my officers for doing their jobs.

You've got no straddle here.
You rein the guy in or you don't.

You don't, you pay the consequences.

Would that include
our not having these little visits?

I can hurt you plenty. Believe it.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

- DESK SERGEANT: Here you go, Kelly.
- Morning, Detective.

Hey, Mr. Daniels.

I was just
at the district attorney's office.

Now, he said the motions are all in.
The trial should be coming up pretty soon.

Well, I'll be there.

Yeah, well, how do you think
these motions are gonna go?

You think the judge is gonna let
the evidence in on how my boy got shot?

JOHN: I hope so.

Well, the district attorney wouldn't
make a guess. I was just over there.

Yeah, well, you know it's hard to know
how these things are gonna go sometimes.

Well, I can't see the judge
not letting the evidence in.

There's got to be some justice.

That bastard shot my boy in the street,
an eight-year-old boy!

- Detective Kelly.
- Just a second.

Hey, listen. You got anybody
to be with you today?

- OFFICER: Come on, let's go.
- You gonna be okay?

(DOOR OPENS)

I'll see you at the trial, Detective.
I'll see you at court.

Yeah.

I'll be there, Mr. Daniels. What?

I just put your Lieutenant on notice,

but I want you to hear it
from me directly.

You either drop this Dodge City campaign
or I'm gonna have your ass.

- Kelly. Sipowicz.
- Are we clear?

- What's going on?
- FEMALE VOICE: Lieutenant?

Later.

WOMAN OVER PA: Dr. Stanley, line 34.
Dr. Stanley, line 34.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

He started coming out of it this morning.
To be truthful, I'm amazed.

Did you ask who shot him?

That hasn't really been the focus
of my interest, Lieutenant.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(MONITOR BEEPING)

Hey, buddy.

(EXHALES HEAVILY) What's goin' on?

Welcome back.

- Hey, Lieutenant.
- I'm glad you made it, Andy.

ANDY: No problem.

You feel like talking a little bit?
You up to that?

- What do you wanna talk about?
- Who shot you?

- (TELEPHONE RINGING)
- (MONITOR BEEPING)

(SIGHS) I don't know.

Was it Giardella?

That whole day's... a blank.
(TAKES DEEP BREATH)

Rest up. I'll be back later, okay?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

ARTHUR: Thanks for your help, Doctor.

Amnesia. Do you believe that?

I don't who's luckier,
Sipowicz or Giardella.

What do we do now?

Off the record,
keep doing what you're doing.

Keep the squeeze on Marino.

This states you accept
your ex-wife's filing.

You don't intend to
counterclaim or answer.

This requests issuance
of the separation decree.

That's it?

It's actually a very streamlined process.

Uh, if you want, I could say
something, uh, official sounding.

I now pronounce this separation commenced.
(CHUCKLES)

How's that nose, 4B?

It's much better. I haven't needed
the gauze packing in several days. Yeah.

Will you excuse me?

Thanks, Josh.

Oh, you're welcome.
Maybe I'll see you later.

- (DOOR OPENS)
- He worries me.

- How come?
- (DOOR CLOSES)

He's been doing his laundry
in the basement every night

with a gun in his clothes basket.

He's waiting for whoever mugged him
to come back

so he can make a citizen's arrest.

- I don't know who he's trying to impress.
- You don't, huh?

I'm afraid he'll get hurt.

If you get a chance,
maybe you could talk to him.

Okay.

LAURA: (SIGHS) John.

I'm leaving the city attorney's office.
I'm going to join a private firm.

When did you decide to do that?

We've been talking about it for a while.

Wow. You're really turning over
a whole new leaf, aren't you?

Am I supposed to feel bad about that?

(SCOFFS)
Get rid of the workin'-stiff husband,

start makin' a better buck, right?

It's all part of my scheme, Johnny,
regain my upward mobility.

I brought it up
because I may move into Manhattan.

I thought you might want
the apartment back.

This firm you're joining, any chance
they do business downtown?

- So what?
- JOHN: So, nothing.

It's just that maybe they figured
they're buying in on

some of the cases you were handling
for the city, that's all.

Not that it's any of your business, but I
stipulated what cases I wouldn't work on.

You can stipulate anything you want,
Laurie, they know what they're buying.

That's got to be what it's about,
right, Johnny?

It couldn't be they just thought
I was a good lawyer.

Maybe that was it.

Why don't you get out of here?

Hey, congratulations
on your new career move.

- (TRAIN RUMBLING)
- (DISTANT SIREN WAILING)

- (DOOR OPENS)
- (CAR HORNS HONKING)

- There you go. Thanks.
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

You're quiet.

Sorry.

No, it's no problem. It's just that
I'm not exactly bubbly myself tonight.

How was your day?

- Well, me and the ex got into a beef.
- JANICE: What about?

I don't know.
I don't know what we're fighting about.

- You seem preoccupied.
- I'm sorry.

I said I was sorry. (CHUCKLES)

I'm not asking you to say you're sorry.
Okay? Is this something to do with us?

I'll work it out.

I'm a big boy.

If it's about us seeing each other,
you can tell me.

Okay. I'm havin' a problem, Johnny.

I'm havin' a problem
with us seeing each other.

- Okay, no hard feelings.
- What's that supposed to mean?

It means, okay, I understand
if you don't wanna keep goin' out.

You think that's what this is about?

That I wanna break up
and I don't know how to do it?

You think we're teenagers?

Then what's your problem?

- My problem? (SIGHS)
- JOHN: Mm-hmm.

My problem is that
I think I'm in love with you.

And why is that a problem?

- (SIGHS)
- (CHAIR SCRAPES)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

ANGELO: What's going on?

Why is this son of a bitch
Kelly still walkin' around?

It hasn't worked out yet, Mr. Marino.

It hasn't, huh?
It seems to work out for Kelly.

He's got my nuts in a wringer
and he's selling tickets.

You're with him on the job.
You're with him all night.

I want him dead.

All right, I understand.

Maybe you're not just screwing the guy.
Maybe you're falling in love with him.

That's it, isn't it?

- You fell in love.
- I told you I will work it out.

There's nothin' to work out.
Clip him. Pull the trigger.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(GUNSHOTS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(DOOR OPENS)

Hey.

- How's it goin'?
- This food sucks. (CLEARS THROAT)

I heard Marino got whacked.

- Yeah.
- How do you suppose it happened?

JOHN: I don't know.

- You don't think Giardella did it?
- Nah. He ain't got the balls.

Ah. You peg Alfonse for more

of an ambush-a-detective-
in-the-bathroom type.

You still don't remember anything
about that, do you?

Leaving the bar with Lois, more or less.
Nothing afterward.

Nothing about gettin' to her place?

No.

Giardella had to be there waitin' for you,
Andy. That has to be the way it happened.

Otherwise, we ain't got nothin'.
He's gonna walk away.

You wouldn't be urgin' me to fib,
now, would you, John?

Say I remember something when I don't?

No, all I'm sayin' is that if you could
remember, we could pop him.

Okay...

let's say I lie.

Giardella's lawyer gets me on the stand.

"Detective Sipowicz, you had
horrible animosity toward my client.

"You ran a hummer-bust on him
two days before,

"plus you fed him his wig in an alley,

"not to mention, uh, being
a full-time sauce head..."

You are a decorated cop.
He threatened you.

- We could make that stick.
- And I'm tellin' you, I don't remember.

Okay. How's the dryin' out goin'?

Helps when the first week's unconscious.
(SIGHS)

Now I go two, three minutes
where booze never crosses my mind.

You want some magazines or something
when I come back tomorrow?

- Yeah. Somethin' dirty.
- (CHUCKLES)

(INDISTINCT PA ANNOUNCEMENT)

Okay. Take care.

(DOOR OPENS)

JUDGE: As to the defense motion
to exclude reference to the murder weapon,

court rules the chain
of evidentiary custody

having been broken
in the police property room,

no testimony as to the weapon,

its ownership by or connection
with the defendant will be permitted.

- Exception.
- JUDGE: Noted. Bring in the jury.

Do you hear what he's doing?
He's not gonna let the evidence in.

- I heard.
- CLERK: Detective John Kelly to the stand.

(JOHN CLEARS THROAT)

LAWYER: Detective Kelly,
during the course of your duties,

did you have occasion to arrest
the defendant Tremaine Sampson

on March 7th of this year?

Uh, yes, I did.

Would you please tell the court

the circumstances
under which you made the arrest.

Um, I was the assigned detective, uh,
in the death of an eight-year-old boy,

uh, Curtis Daniels, who was, uh, shot
on Avenue C on his way home from school.

Uh, there were no witnesses
to the incident,

but during the course
of my investigation, uh,

I received a number of statements
from neighborhood residents who, uh...

They led me to believe that the...

The defendant, uh, may have been involved.

I, uh, went to the defendant's
apartment... to question him.

And, uh...

Uh, at his, uh, apartment, I, uh...

Look, I went to his apartment
and arrested him, okay? I mean, uh...

- (CHUCKLES)
- Jury's excused.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

You will testify without the theatrical
displays of frustration, Detective.

JOHN: Well, I found the gun
in that asshole's apartment,

and he used it on the man's little boy.

So, you know, if some evidence clerk
sends out the wrong piece for disposal,

you're gonna let
this son of a bitch walk away?

I enforce the Constitution, Detective.
Now, that evidence was improperly handled.

Therefore, it has to be excluded.

Now, you're going to testify properly
or I will hold you in contempt.

And I hold you in contempt.
You ought to be ashamed of yourself.

- Recess!
- (BANGS GAVEL)

There's no justice in here.
There's no justice!

Your Honor, the defense counsel
and I would like to confer in chambers

concerning the possibility
of a plea arrangement.

I have had you in my court

where you were a little less petulant,
Detective Kelly.

So I'm gonna give you
the benefit of the doubt.

Why don't you give him
the benefit of the doubt?

- He's the one just buried his kid.
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

- In the matter of Angelo Marino.
- Hey, look who's here.

Funny how the ball bounces, huh, Kelly?

- You figured me for dead meat, didn't you?
- Keep it up, scungilli.

Now they wanna talk to me
about Angelo Marino.

First they got me for whacking
your rocky pal Sipowicz and now Marino.

- What about JFK?
- JOHN: You asshole.

- You guys...
- (GRUNTS)

- Kelly!
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Kelly, back off. Back off.
- Is that assault or what?

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- What's the matter with you?

Can he make his statement
and get out of here?

- Take him to interview.
- OFFICER: Come on. Let's go.

- Okay, let's go, Giardella.
- Take him in.

- I wanna go to interview.
- You're not going...

- I wanna go to interview.
- ALFONSE: I'll miss you, Johnny boy.

JOHN: Hey, fatso,
don't break those stairs!

They're gonna move
the investigation downtown.

Great. Lastarza doesn't know his ass
from a hole in the ground.

It's not my call. It's not yours either.

- They don't all make, John.
- This one should have.

- This one should have, Lieutenant.
- (POLICE SIREN WAILING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

Detective Kelly.

- Sorry I walked out on you last night.
- That's all right.

Is it? Do I get another chance?

Yeah, why not?

They're taking the Marino case downtown.

Is that right?

Do I get my second chance tonight?

Yeah. Why not?
I'll call you later, all right?

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

- Detective Kelly.
- JOHN: 4B.

(SIGHS)

A little far from your laundry basket,
aren't you?

What do you mean?

Well, isn't that where you keep
your gun stashed?

Well, I gather
Laura's been talking to you.

She says you wanna get back
at that mugger who robbed you.

- She's worried about you.
- (JOSH SCOFFS)

Detective, I have a permit now.

I have a right to carry a gun
and a right to do my laundry.

And I really don't see
where this is any of your concern.

Okay, let me give you a hint.

I caught crooks for 14 years
and it didn't turn her on.

I don't take your reference.

Well, I thought that maybe
you had a crush on my former wife.

- Don't belittle my feelings, Detective.
- I'm not.

There is no point in you looking
for trouble, okay?

That man humiliated me.

He made me feel vulnerable in a way
I don't intend to be vulnerable again.

Now, if you really wanna be helpful,
you can, uh, give me change of a dollar.

- JOHN: That's all I've got.
- (COINS CLATTER)

Look, you better figure something out, 4B.

'Cause when the time comes
and you're not ready to use that thing...

the other guy is
liable to take it off you,

stick it up your ass and kill you with it.

Okay? Think about it.

Anyone see Detective Kelly?

I never got used to this part of it.

I don't like gettin' beat.

Ah, you didn't get beat.

Tell that to Giardella,
that lucky bastard.

I had Marino squeezed.
He was gonna give him up.

Something happened that was out
of your control.

It was no one's fault.
(CHUCKLES) You'll get over it.

Since when are you such an optimist?

At Julio's last night,

there was a black cloud
hanging over that table.

Well, after Julio's
I made some decisions about us.

I think we have a chance
at a fresh start.

You got anything against fresh starts?

No.

(SLOW MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

REPORTER: Do you have any message
you'd like to send to Mr. Giardella?

ANDY: Yeah, yeah, just, uh, tell him
hi for me. Tell him have a nice day.

And, uh, tell him I'm taking my vitamins,
all right? Look, I gotta be inside.

- (REPORTERS CLAMORING)
- ANDY: I gotta get inside.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- Anything? Detective?

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

DESK SERGEANT: Hey,
Detective Sipowicz, good to see you.

- Hey, Sarge.
- Welcome back, Detective.

- Thanks, kid.
- DESK SERGEANT: How you doin'?

Hey, uh, you still haven't brought in

that inventory list
on the Mott Street takedown, Detective?

Looks pretty straight up.
You want me to take it myself?

- You mind?
- No problem.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

- MALE VOICE: Welcome back, Andy.
- Hey.

- You going to the beach?
- Yeah. Oh, that's a riot.

- (CLEARS THROAT)
- You okay?

I'm peachy, yeah. Let me go see Fancy.

- FEMALE VOICE: Hi, Detective.
- Hey, how you doin'?

- Go ahead.
- MALE VOICE: What you got there, Sarge?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- MALE VOICE: Hey, glad you're back.
- ANDY: Yeah, thanks.

- FEMALE VOICE: Here you go, Lieutenant.
- ANDY: Lieutenant?

- FEMALE VOICE: Hi, Detective.
- Yeah.

- Have a seat, Andy.
- (SCOFFS) Well, I do better standin' up.

The review board
rescinded your suspension.

You've got a full reinstatement.

Guess I picked the right time
to get shot.

The question's whether you
want to return to active duty.

You could take a disability retirement
at three-quarters of your pay.

Lieutenant, uh,
before any of this happened,

I know you thought I should quit.

Before you got fired.

I don't expect you to think
any different now, and, uh,

it's pretty obvious
I'm not 100 percent yet.

But I'm not drinking and, uh,
I'd like to go back to work.

You're right.
I do have my doubts about you coming back.

And I'm gonna give myself time
to make up my mind.

And while I do, you're on restricted duty
in the station house.

Great. I can make those paper clip chains.

You got a problem with that?

No. No, sir.

Andy, I don't know if you should be a cop,
but I think you got a lot of guts.

Yeah, well, for a while there
I was wearing 'em outside my clothes.

(DOOR OPENS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- What'd he give you?
- Ass duty.

Well, maybe he figures go easy.

Yeah. (SNIFFS)

They, uh... They still got you
with that kid Martinez, huh?

Eh, we're workin' on some cases.

- LAWYER: Detective Kelly?
- MALE VOICE: Over there.

Andy, I wish I could have
nailed Giardella for you.

Don't worry about it.
Everything happens for the best.

Detective Kelly, you got a minute?

Yeah.

LAWYER: Uh, on the Daniels matter,

I wanna thank you for the supplementary
witness statements you collected.

I'm... I'm grateful for the energy
you gave the case.

But you decided to plead it out, right?

LAWYER: Well, the other side's
willing to accept 14 months.

With the gun excluded,
I thought that's a deal I should take.

MALE VOICE: Yeah, thanks, man.

He murdered that kid.

LAWYER: What the facts were

and what's allowable in court
are two different matters.

Have you told the kid's father yet?

- I'm gonna do that now.
- (TELEPHONE RINGING)

- I'm sorry.
- Me too.

JAMES: Hey, Detective.

How you makin' out?

I don't know, kid. I can't sit down.

I'm trying to figure out if a soda's worth

having my next two birthdays
on these stairs.

What kind of soda you want?
I'm on my way back down.

(SNIFFS)

- Excuse me.
- Cherry.

Diet or regular?

- What are you, a smart-ass?
- No.

- Regular.
- Okay.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- (FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)
- (DOOR OPENS)

- LOIS: Excuse me.
- (DOOR CLOSES)

Is Detective Kelly on duty?
I need to talk to him.

What's it about?

- LOIS: Tell him someone wants to see him.
- DESK SERGEANT: Do a little better for me.

Tell him it's Lois, dickhead.
Andy Sipowicz's friend.

DESK SERGEANT: Put this woman
in interview room number two.

OFFICER: Right, Sarge.

DESK SERGEANT:
Is Detective Kelly around up there?

LOIS: He didn't give me any choice.

He said if I didn't do it,
he was gonna cut my throat.

And he knew Andy's whole routine...

that we got together on Tuesdays and...

He said, "You...
You're gonna leave your apartment open.

"You're gonna bring him back here
like everything's normal."

And he said
he would take care of the rest.

This was all Giardella?
You never talked to anybody else?

LOIS: Yeah.

(INHALES DEEPLY) And then I was supposed
to get on a plane for Orlando.

Except that I knew
that once I got down there

he would have me killed, so I didn't go.

And I've been hidin' ever since.

And then...

when I saw Andy on the TV, I just...

(SIGHS)
...I couldn't do it anymore.

I'm... I'm out of money.

I just feel so bad about what happened.

(SCOFFS) I always liked Andy.

He was one of my favorite tricks.

- (TELEPHONE RINGING)
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

I'm lookin' for Sipowicz.

JAMES: Just saw him
headin' out, Detective.

Poor guy's still tryin'
to get his strength up, huh?

- JOHN: Yeah.
- (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

You ever plan on drinking that thing?

ANDY: Don't worry about it.

Nothin'.

- What are you doing here?
- JOHN: What are you doing here?

- Looked open for business to me.
- You saw her, didn't you?

Saw who?

Yeah, she copped to the whole thing, Andy.
She made a full statement.

Which is why you're here, isn't it?

You saw Lois at the station house.
You figured, "I better be quick."

Because you don't want Giardella busted.
You want him dead, right?

- Stay out of this, John. S...
- It's too late for that.

Hey, it's Alfonse's front bumper.

Mr. Giardella's wonderin'
if there's something you people wanted.

- Yeah, a kiss.
- Why don't you go drink somewhere else?

Okay, I'm gonna take care of this,
all right?

Whoa, whoa. What happened here?

We... We crossed the border
without realizing it. We left America?

MALE VOICE: Look,
there's a lot of gin mills in town...

- All right, the conversation's over, pal.
- Okay.

- (DOOR OPENS)
- Look, your boss knows where I'm sittin'.

I don't need no steroid case
for an interpreter.

- JOHN: Let's get out of here.
- ANDY: Hey, look who's here, huh?

Wanna hear it from my own mouth, Sipowicz?
Get out of my joint.

Oh, yeah? What happens if I don't?
What? You gonna throw your wig at me?

- Is that it, huh?
- Let's go.

- ALFONSE: Get that gimp outta here.
- Don't worry about it.

I'll leave, Alfonse.
But I'll tell you what.

- Why don't you come outside with me, huh?
- ALFONSE: I'm shaking.

Yeah. Just the two of us. You and me.
We'll square everything up.

- ALFONSE: Is that a threat, asshole?
- No.

It sounds like a threat to me.

- We'll straighten everything outside.
- JOHN: Hey. Give me some room.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you lettin'
him push you around?

- Don't let him give you the bum's rush!
- Shut up!

I thought it was you and me outside.
Don't trip over your cane, Tiny Tim.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- All right.

Did you have a lot of fun with me
in there, huh?

- Makin' me look like two cents.
- Whoa! Whoa!

All right, I don't want to...

- Just let go of me, John!
- Just get in the car.

- I don't have to. I got my own car.
- In the car. In the car!

- In the car! There you go.
- (SIGHS)

All right, now what? What?
You wanna tie my shoelaces together?

Make me look a jerk some other way, huh?

Watch. Here we go.

- OFFICER: All right, up against the wall.
- MALE VOICE: Hey, hey!

Look at this. We're gonna nail Giardella.
We're gonna bust this fat son of a bitch.

ANDY: No, it's not good enough, John.
It's not good enough!

It's not good enough.
It's not good enough, John!

I wanted to take him out.

I wanted to gut shoot that bastard
just like he gut shot me!

- Let it go, Andy. Let it go.
- Let it go? Let it go?

What, are you nuts?
That's the only reason I didn't die.

The whole time lying in the hospital,

that's all I thought about,
was killin' him!

I don't think
I got anything else but.

How come you haven't taken a drink
since you've been out?

So I could stay on the job
and get a chance at whackin' this asshole.

Right in here, right in that bar,
why didn't you take that drink?

I got shot drunk once,
I figured this time I'd try it sober.

I think that there's
a lot more left in you.

I think there's a part of you
that wants to keep going.

Start now.
It'll be a stronger case with you in it.

There's your man.
There's your man going down.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- OFFICER: Okay. Let's go. In the car.

- Robert, get the door.
- I'm comin'. I'm comin'. Take it easy.

Hey, Alfonse, what's goin'
on over there, funny man, huh?

You know, I just thought
you'd want to know something.

I suddenly remember that little afternoon
at Lois's. It all come back to me.

And I'm gonna testify about it in court.
I just thought you'd want to know, huh?

Come on, now it's your turn
to say something smart.

Hey, watch that wig climbin'
into the vehicle,

'cause I wanna see that lousy lookin'
piece of crap on your head

when I testify against you in court!

You big ape! Go on. Get out of here!

(ANDY LAUGHING)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- (TELEPHONE RINGING)

Thanks.

ANDY:
You know what's happening here, Kelly?

You know what they're doing with Giardella
in that interview room?

They are giving me away.

No. No way. I mean,
what kind of a deal could he cut?

We're talkin' attempted murder on a cop.

Believe me,
I am being wrapped up in a bow.

Life with review after 25 years.
That's the best he can do.

Yeah. Try three years in ace hotels
while they make cases off him.

And then he'll wind up
on a beach somewhere

with a nose job and a different color wig.

- No way.
- (SIGHS)

I'm gonna take a dump. (GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

(EXHALES)

SINCLAIR: Mr. Giardella's a realist,
gentlemen.

He understands the situation

and he's prepared
to offer full cooperation.

That means comprehensive disclosure
of illegal activities,

including testimony at trial,

in exchange for a plea arrangement
that does not include incarceration.

Oh, you're dreaming.
No way you'd beat jail.

I'm bringing a big package.

Lieutenant Fancy...
I want to hear what's on the table.

(SIGHS)

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

What's going on?

Giardella's offering breakdowns
on all the family crews...

details on the jobs they pulled.

Have you had any line of duty incidents
in the last few weeks?

- Any close calls you didn't report?
- No. Why?

Giardella says
Marino put out a contract on you.

He thinks you were supposed to be hit
by a cop, somebody you worked with.

And you believe him?

These are the cops he says
were on Marino's payroll.

He says there are others
that Marino kept to himself.

Nobody on the list is from this precinct,

but I know you've had some
shared-duty assignments, so...

What's the matter?

- Nothin'.
- You recognize somebody?

No. (CLEARS THROAT)
No, uh, I don't know anybody on that list.

I want you to run a computer check
with those names

against your recent assignments.

- Okay.
- Okay.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

- You seen Licalsi?
- DESK SERGEANT: Sector patrol.

And you just got a call from court.
The hostage squad.

- What happened?
- Some case you worked on.

Victim's relative's
got a gun on the judge.

Perp's name is Ephraim Daniels.

JOHN: His son was murdered.
I know the case.

They were gonna plead it out
this morning.

The guy who did it was on for sentencing.

Daniels breaks into the judge's chambers.

Wants him to cancel the plea,
make the guy go to trial.

Says you're the only cop he'll talk to.

Mr. Daniels, it's Detective Kelly.

Just you. I got a gun pointed at his head.

I'll use it.

Don't play with this guy, Detective.

The judge is at risk

and I got a shooter with a clean angle
outside the office window.

- Shut the door.
- Can't do that, Mr. Daniels.

You've got the gun.
You're still in charge.

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

Gotta let him go, Mr. Daniels.

EPHRAIM: Fourteen months.

Fourteen months...
for killin' an eight-year-old boy.

I can't let him give out that sentence.

I promised my boy at his grave
I was gonna give him some justice.

Mr. Daniels, there is no justice
for what happened to your boy.

And I'm not gonna tell you I agree
with what the judge did.

Not letting the gun in as evidence
and the rest of it, I think that sucked.

But nothing is gonna happen in this room
that's gonna change any of that.

The only thing that's gonna happen in here

is you're gonna get in
all kinds of trouble.

Are you listening to me, Mr. Daniels?

I'm listening.

I want you to come out here with me.

I promise you...

that if you put that gun down,
nobody will put you in jail for this.

Where's your boy buried?

Bethel Baptist... out Ozone Park.

Okay.

I promise you in a couple of days' time...

you'll be able to go out there and tell
him you did the best job that you could.

Mr. Daniels, don't die in here.

He's not worth it.

- (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
- (CRIES)

Easy. Easy!

OFFICER: Take him to the back entrance.
We have a car waiting.

No promise that you made
to that man is binding, Detective.

OFFICER: What precinct are we going to?

OFFICER 2: Take him to 3rd.

Judge, how's it gonna look

you giving the guy
who killed his kid 14 months,

and then putting him in jail too
because he made you wet your pants?

We govern by law, not your whim.

Don't tell me how you govern.

I work your streets.
I clean up after how you govern.

The way you govern stinks.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(JANICE LAUGHING)

- Hey, Detective.
- JOHN: Hey.

- Can I talk to you for a minute?
- Sure.

How you doin', Detective?

JOHN: I'm doing all right.

Didn't you tell me that... (SIGHS)
...your name's different than your dad's?

When I joined the force
I took my mom's maiden name.

I didn't wanna ride
on my father's coattails.

Your dad's name is Dominic Gennaro,
the Two-Seven.

So?

- So my dad's name is on a list.
- These are wrong cops. Okay?

This is part of a deal
that Giardella's trying to float.

- Giardella's trying to save his ass.
- Uh-huh. Did they reach out to you?

Let's go outside.

(TRAIN RUMBLING)

Who's talking to me now?

- What do you mean?
- You talking to me as a cop?

I'm talkin' to you as the guy
you've been sleepin' with,

the one you said you were in love with,

how that was givin' you such a problem
till just before Marino got killed... huh?

(CAR DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

Is that what happened?
Did you take him out?

- I think we could have a life together.
- Is that what happened?

Even if it is, the case never makes.

Oh, my God.

We could have a life.

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

DESK SERGEANT: Detective Kelly,
you've got another one. Here you go.

- Thanks.
- ARTHUR: Good night, Sarge.

DESK SERGEANT: Good night, Lieutenant.

JOHN: Good night.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Where'd you go?
- Ah, a couple of things went down.

- How'd it go with Giardella?
- (SCOFFS)

Him and his cue ball-headed shyster

walked out of Fancy's office
about half an hour ago.

The marshals are taking him to some hotel.

And this... This ugly tub of guts,

he stops by my desk here
and gives me a big cocky wink.

I can't believe they cut him a deal.

That organized crime guy,

he says, uh, "I gotta see it
from their point of view."

Lastarza.

Uh, he says Giardella's gonna clear up

half the outfit cases for the last
ten years right through Marino.

Wait. Giardella says he killed Marino?

ANDY:
Fancy said that's what took the time.

He says this, uh, Lastarza
wasn't gonna okay the package

unless Giardella admitted he killed him.

What... What are you laughin' about?

You...
You still don't think Giardella did it.

No, I...

If he says he did it, maybe he did it.

(SCOFFS)

(SIGHS)

Listen, uh, you want some dinner?

Yeah.

Yeah.

(EXHALES, GRUNTS)

ANDY: What are you so glum about?

JOHN: Are you real happy?

Hey, Kelly, you may wanna stand still
while I tell you this.

Once or twice each calendar year,
justice does not prevail.

(CHUCKLES) Now, on the bright side,
from my own point of view,

I may be keeping company
with a blue inner tube,

but, uh, I wake up sober every morning,

I don't feel like I got hit in the head
by a Cessna,

I'm in the running to get my job back...

plus a buddy saw me
through some tough times.

- (TELEPHONE RINGING)
- So, who's got it better than me, huh?

DESK SERGEANT: Hello. One-Five.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, he's right here.
Hold on.

Kelly.

Kelly.

- Okay, I'll be right there.
- What's goin' on?

Andy, I gotta...
I gotta take a rain check on dinner.

- Oh, no problem.
- (JOHN GROANS)

- I'll see you.
- Yeah.

Uh...

I'm glad you're back, man.
I'm glad you're back.

(SIREN WAILING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

I'm on the job. What happened?

Complainant was doing his laundry.
Perp tried to take him off.

Complainant was packing
more than a box of Tide.

JOHN: 4B.

- I know the answer now, Detective.
- To what?

The... The other night,

you told me I had to know
if I'd be able to use my gun.

And the truth was, I wasn't sure.

- But now I know.
- Okay, calm down.

When I first saw him,
I was too afraid to even move.

He recognized me from
when he robbed me before.

He was laughing at me.
But I got to my laundry basket.

- Take it easy.
- I got to my gun and I used it. I used it.

Mr. Goldstein, you'll have
to come down to the precinct.

What, am I under arrest?

- No, but we'll have to get a statement.
- What... What about my gun?

What about... When do I get my gun back?

You get it back when we say
you can get it back. Come on.

4B.

When you get back to the station,
drink a little something with sugar in it.

You know what, Detective?

I'm glad I shot him. I'm glad.
I liked how it felt.

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

OFFICER:
Okay, Mr. Goldstein, watch your head.

(CAR ENGINE STARTING)

Well, he got him.

He got him.

I tried to talk to him.

I know. He told me.

Big influence, huh?

- Thanks anyway.
- Yeah.

You know, uh,

I was way out of line the other day
when we signed those papers.

I picked a lousy time to tell you

- that I was changing jobs. (CHUCKLES)
- That's no excuse. That's no...

(SIGHS)
You start with that private firm yet?

- Next Wednesday.
- Mm-hmm.

Find an apartment in Manhattan?

Not yet.

I don't, uh...
I don't wanna lose track of you.

We're not gonna lose track of each other,
Johnny.

Yeah.

You think I could come upstairs?

What for?

Well, uh, if I don't,
I'm gonna lay down right here

and you're gonna have
to put traffic cones... (CHUCKLES)

- ...around me.
- (LAURA CHUCKLES)

Where's your friend from the other night?

Uh, um, that's not gonna work out.

I'll sleep on the couch.
I don't wanna be alone tonight.

Come up.

We'll negotiate where you sleep.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(THEME MUSIC CONCLUDES)

(VIOLIN PLAYING)