All language subtitles for NYPD Blue - S01E06 - Personal Foul.sd-en

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- LARRY: Watch him, watch him.
- CURLY: I got him, I got him.

CURLY: Whoo!

Oh, I got it! I got it! I got it! Johnny!

(MAN EXCLAIMING)

- CURLY: Get out.
- (GRUNTING)

NATHAN: I got it! I got it, Johnny!

- No fair, no basket.
- What?

You were out of bounds.
You stepped on the baseline.

- NATHAN: Oh!
- Hey, guys, you play by rules or not,

you stepped out of bounds.
I gave him a double dribble.

Okay, fine. No basket.

You don't have to call
a magnifying glass. All right? Let's go.

LARRY: What's a magnifying glass
got to do with it?

The rule's enforced or it isn't.

- Take the ball out, Larry.
- CURLY: Here we go.

Oh, I love that look you give, Nathan.

- That big, toothy grin.
- JERRY: Larry, enough.

What's that grin mean?

"He's white, so he's got to call
a ticky-tack to keep even?"

Hey, you said it. I didn't.

You want affirmative action
on the basketball court too, right Nathan?

One set of rules for you
and one for everybody else.

Larry, shut your mouth.
Take the ball out. Let's go.

Come on,
what's everybody's problem today, huh?

NATHAN: Check.

- MALE VOICE: Let's go, let's go.
- NATHAN: Your ball.

- NATHAN: Let's go.
- CURLY: Let's go. Let's go.

(GRUNTING)

He ain't got nothing.

I got this jump, I got this jump.

- LARRY: Foul!
- NATHAN: Foul?

- NATHAN: Oh, man!
- That was clean, Larry.

Yeah, sure.

Hey, Nathan.

I made 130,000 bucks last year.
How much did you make delivering' mail?

Hey, man Larry,
I know a brother got made partner

in your firm instead of you,

but that's no cause
for you to bust my balls.

You think that's what this is about?
You think I can't hold my own against you?

- Hey, I don't know what this is about.
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

JOHN: Why don't we just shut our mouths
and go back to playing.

Or what? Nathan will gum up my mailbox?

Hey, you gotta get out of my face.
Look, don't do that, man.

- Or what?
- Hey, man, you lay your hands on me,

I'm gonna show you.
I ain't playing with you, man.

- That's all you're good for is playing.
- JERRY: Back off, Larry!

MALE VOICE: Man, what are you doing?

- You all right?
- I can't believe I did that.

Larry!

- What's going on?
- (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

He's in full arrest. We need an ambulance.
John, my bag, there's a phone.

- The red one?
- JERRY: Yeah, the red one.

JERRY: Two, three...

JOHN: Yeah, this is Detective John Kelly
in 15 squad.

I need Emergency Service
and an EMS for a possible cardiac,

at the 63 Street YMCA,
second floor basketball court.

Yes. Yes.

What's going on?

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

JERRY: Twelve, 13, 14, 15.

Nothing.

Is he dead, Jerry?

He's dead, isn't he?

Yeah. He's dead.

Oh, God.

Kohnstam's a bachelor.

Does anyone know his folks?

I do. 206.

What's that?

The area code. They live in Seattle.

What did he go off on me for?

I don't know, man. I don't know.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

- He just started jumping me, man.
- I know, I know. I know.

- What was wrong with him, man?
- I know.

I'm gonna...
I'm gonna have to take you downtown.

For what?

They're gonna wanna talk to you.

Talk to me about what?
John, you saw what happened.

I know but you hit the guy. He went down.
They're gonna wanna talk about it.

NATHAN: Screw you, John.
I'm not going down to that station.

I'm going home.

JOHN: You're putting me
in a bad position here, Nathan.

- What, am I under arrest?
- Put your voice down, will ya?

Okay, let's go in there
and we'll take care of it.

No. You arrest me.

You arrest me. You arrest me
in front of our friends.

JOHN: All right. You're under arrest.

You have the right to remain silent.

You have the right to an attorney
at any time.

If you cannot afford one,

a lawyer will be supplied for you,
free of charge.

Do you understand what I just said?

Do you understand me?

Yeah.

I understand.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

Hi. Assistant District Attorney
Craig called.

- He said he'd be a few minutes late.
- Oh.

GIARDELLA: Hey, hey, hey.
Look who's here.

- Mr. Giardella. Alphonse.
- There you go.

I was about to fine you 25 cents,
for failing to use my first name.

Fruit?

Uh, no. No, thank you.

So the DA's gonna be late, huh?

Did you talk to him too?

Yeah, I talk to Jimmy a lot.
Why shouldn't I?

I gotta make sure he makes a jump
on everybody in his office.

You too, Laura.

Believe me, I know enough to make sure
everybody looks good.

I know Mr. Craig feels your information's
been very productive.

I got another confession
I wanna make to you right now.

Why don't we wait on confessions

until Mr. Craig gets here
and we're on tape.

No, this is personal.

You've been showing up
in my dreams lately.

Who do you belong to anyhow?

You got a husband
or an old man or something?

I don't think
my social life is really relevant

to what's going on in this room.

Hey, believe me, what I've been
dreaming about,

believe me, it's relevant.

- Well...
- Good morning.

- Sorry, I'm late.
- Me and Laura figured you were early.

Shall we get started?

Give me a second
to powder my nose.

To be continued.

- (SIGHS)
- (DOOR OPENS)

- Where were you?
- I got stuck in traffic.

I didn't.

What does that mean?

It means this is the third time this week
you've been late.

Laura, if you have something
on your mind, say it.

I feel like I'm being dangled

in front of Alphonse Giardella
like a piece of meat.

(HORNS HONKING)

Am I upset that
this guy has half a crush on you? No.

But that does not mean
I am pimping you out to him.

It does not mean
I am showing up late

as part of some strategy
to put your virtue at risk.

And you're making another mistake
if you think I'm pleased

the two of us are standing here
arguing about this.

You asked me.
I'm telling you how I feel.

What? What? What? Am I sensing a tension
in the atmosphere here?

We're fine.

Let's go work.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- (TELEPHONE RINGING)

- What's this?
- You got a minute?

I play basketball
with this guy twice a week.

He's a buddy of mine and, uh,

He and another guy got into a beef.
The other guy is, you know,

currently kind of a jerk.

Getting in Nathan's face, pushing,

and Nathan tried to walk away,
but the guy wouldn't give him any room, so

finally, Nathan takes a slug at him,
the guy goes down dead.

- What's his story?
- Ah, he's a good citizen, you know.

He got in some trouble
when he was a kid, 18, 19...

- What kind of trouble?
- No, it was a marijuana charge

and failure to appear.

I think, he did six months.
But he's clean, Lieutenant.

And he's a mail carrier. You know,
he's a good guy. A family man.

So, I read him his rights.
He's a little shook up.

But I think
somebody else should be assigned.

- Medavoy's up. I'll fill him in.
- Okay, I just need a minute with him.

Yeah.

- I can't do this, John.
- I know.

- I can't go to jail, man.
- I know.

I know, and I'll do my best
to make it easy on you, Nathan.

But we gotta take a few steps here.

- DA's gotta look into this.
- NATHAN: We got... What?

This is Detective Medavoy.

He's gonna handle the case
because I'm a witness.

So you wanna make a statement,
you give it to him.

I... I'm not gonna make any statement.
And I'm not gonna do anything.

- I have to write up a statement.
- NATHAN: Well, what about me, man?

Well, you're gonna be here for awhile
until the DA decides what to do.

I'll put you in an interview room
while we, uh, interview the witnesses.

- You gonna lock me up?
- MEDAVOY: Uh, in an interview room.

Yeah, but he'll be able
to change his clothes in there...

- MEDAVOY: Sure. Yeah.
- ...and get coffee? Yeah.

- You're gonna lock me up?
- I gotta, man. I gotta lock you up.

Go ahead.

- JOHN: I'll talk to you later.
- NATHAN: Sure you will.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

John, we got a homicide
in FDR at Pearl Street.

You want me to grab Martinez?

- JOHN: Nah. Let me just get some clothes.
- (CLEARS THROAT)

Listen, uh, did you get squared away
on your buddy?

Yeah. I gave it to Medavoy.

Look at this. I'm ankle deep
in water over here.

Hey, it’s full of hair. I'm tellin' you

somebody's hair
keeps cloggin' up the drain.

You know, well, I guess that rules you out
as a suspect.

- (THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
- (JOHN CHUCKLING)

Boy, that's really funny. (WHISTLES)

Funny.

Mr. Zimmer.

I'm Detective Kelly.
This is Detective Sipowicz.

- I know this is a hard time for you.
- She never hurt anyone.

- Not as long as I knew her.
- You feel like answering any questions?

We were just driving, just talking.

Then I heard a noise.
Must've been the gunshot.

(SIGHS) I turned around
and Joan's bleeding all over her face.

Next second I lost control
and crashed the car.

She say anything?

No. Half her head's gone.

- You just heard the one shot?
- ZIMMER: Ah, I think so.

I don't know.
There might have been more.

ANDY: Did you notice any other cars
around you? Makes? Drivers?

- No.
- ANDY: No.

Anybody driving erratically or anything?

- No.
- JOHN: Where were you headed?

I was... headed to my mother-in-law's
to pick up the baby.

God, what am I gonna say to her?

She have any dispute at work?
A promotion? Raise?

- Something like that?
- ZIMMER: She's on maternity leave. No.

How about you? Anybody mad at you?

- No.
- ANDY: What kind of business are you in?

Electronic services.

She's dead. She's dead.

JOHN: Let's go get your baby.
Come on, we'll get you a ride.

Come on. Take your time.

(SIRENS BLARING)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

ANDY: Crime Scene puts one bullet
in the right side of the woman's head.

Pieces of a hollow point
and one bullet recovered

from the seat back in front.
Nine-millimeter.

Ballistics is pretty sure
it was a flat trajectory.

The bullet's got to have come
from another car.

- How does the husband check out?
- We're still pulling stuff in.

The borough commander okayed

a canvass of the motorists
off that exit ramp this morning.

You'll have assistance
from the highway patrol cops,

and you can use Martinez.

The kid's making into an okay cop.

- Yeah. Don't give him any bad habits.
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

I'm gonna meet you out there.
I'm gonna make Nathan's arraignment.

No problem.

Kelly, it's, uh, postponed
till this afternoon.

The arraignment? How come?

Eh, your friend punched out
a prison guard and then tried to run.

They're fil...
filing, uh, supplementary charges.

- Is the guard hurt?
- They said some stitches next to the eye.

(JOHN CLEARS THROAT)

- Thanks for keeping me posted.
- Sure.

JOHN: Judy.

Why did they postpone
Nathan's arraignment?

Well, evidently, there was some kind of
altercation with a guard.

- Between Nathan and a guard?
- Yeah, evidently.

- I called you. You didn't get my messages?
- I got them.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

The district attorney said that
they're gonna charge him with homicide.

No, that's just the category they use
when they go before the grand jury.

Once the medical report is in,
I can testify...

Is that supposed to reassure me?

I can't be at the late arraignment,

but I will definitely see Nathan later.
And if you get to talk to him in court,

please tell him to calm down
'cause it's only gonna make it worse.

He left yesterday morning...

to go play basketball.

I know. I'm sorry. Judy...

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

For God's sakes, let's get this moving.
I gotta make a living.

- JOHN: Morning.
- (HORN HONKING)

- Were you driving in this area...
- MALE VOICE: Come on!

...about the same time yesterday?

- I'm from Phoenix.
- Okay.

- Were you here yesterday?
- No. I was in Indianapolis.

- Let's go.
- MALE VOICE: What are you doing? Let's go!

- JOHN: Were you around here yesterday?
- MALE VOICE: Come on!

- JOHN: Did you see a shooting on accident?
- MALE VOICE: What... what are you on your

lunch break? Let's go already!

- No? Thanks.
- MALE VOICE: Come on, move it!

ANDY: This guy
with the horn's a pain in the ass.

- MALE VOICE: Oh, man, come on!
- Hey, hey, hey, hey!

How about you just relax there, pal?
We just wanna ask you a few questions.

- Yeah, I heard, all right.
- ANDY: Yeah.

The answer's no, so go suck
on some doughnuts and get out of my way.

- Hey, hey, hey! Hey, you... Come here!
- JOHN: Andy, let's go.

JOHN: Andy, let him go.
We'll radio ahead. Andy...

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(POLICE RADIO CHATTER)

- Hands on the wheel!
- What the hell are you chasing me for?

Step out of the vehicle
and give me your license and registration.

- What do you want? What do you want?
- Get over there.

- Get over there.
- All right. All right.

- Give me your license and registration.
- Take it easy, take it easy.

All right. Let's see your hands.
All right.

Now, we're gonna talk
about that finger right there.

The one in the middle that you were
sticking up in the air over there.

Now, what was that all about?

(HESITATES) You know... You had traffic
all screwed up. I'm in a rush.

Oh, okay, so you were trying to help, huh?
You were pointing at something

that you thought would help
clear up the traffic.

- Is that correct?
- Yes! Something like that.

All right, then say so.
"I was trying to help."

- I was trying to help.
- Okay.

Now, I'm gonna ask you a few questions
about a shooting that happened yesterday,

and then... then maybe we'll go
have some coffee

- and, uh, suck on a doughnut, huh?
- I'm from Brooklyn.

- I never left there yesterday.
- Oh, now, you see,

I... I didn't even ask you
that question yet, Harvey.

Now we're gonna have
to start all over again. I mean...

- You do wanna help, don't you, Harv?
- Yeah, sure, sure.

- All right then say so, "I want to help."
- I want to help.

Good. Now, relax.

This shouldn't take any more
than ten, 15 minutes.

Half hour, tops.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- (TELEPHONE RINGING)

- Mr. Zimmer.
- What, you think I did it?

- Hey, hey, whoa. Now, take it easy.
- Am I a suspect or what?

You've been calling my friends,
my relatives.

Mr. Zimmer, you conduct an investigation
by eliminating things.

We're looking into every possibility
and motive for how your wife got shot.

- ANDY: I think you'd want us to do that.
- JOHN: Nobody's singling you out.

I mean, we're checking cars
off the highway, looking for witnesses,

- checking into past shootings in the area.
- Making any progress?

Anything comes up, we'll let you know.

But I mean, I hope at least
you've ruled me out.

I hope you got that far.

- We'll keep you posted.
- Oh, that's great.

I see my wife murdered in front of me.

I got a three-month-old daughter.
I got to take care of.

I'm to get my life back together.

I've got to go through getting hounded
and persecuted by you people.

(SIGHS) That's a natural reaction, right?

- So how come I make this guy a jerk?
- ARTHUR: Kelly. Sipowicz.

Give me a minute?

(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

Kelly and Sipowicz,
you know Licalsi and Lucas.

- How you doing?
- LUCAS: Hey.

ARTHUR: Lucas and Licalsi
were working Street Conditions.

They busted a couple of street dealers
who rolled

and gave up the address
of a heroin cutting room

and a scheduled drop.

We're gonna pull a search warrant
and go for it.

When would that be?

The mechanics and baggers should be there
about ten o'clock tonight.

Can everybody make ten o'clock work?

- Sure. No problem.
- There goes my Wednesday Glee Club.

- (TELEPHONE RINGING)
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

I didn't ask for you. We just brought
the information...

I got no problem working with you.

- You sure?
- Yeah. I'm sure.

- Okay.
- (SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

Cell 904 to visitors.

(DOOR BUZZING)

- You can unhook him.
- He went after one of our guys.

He wears iron as long as he's here.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Here. I went by, uh, Vitello's.

What you want here, man?

I'm your friend, Nathan.

(CHUCKLES) Yeah,
you've been a big help so far.

I'm also a cop.

So this is about the hell
you've been through, John,

walking that line?

No, this is about you
and how you got to stop acting

- like an asshole in here.
- I'm acting like an asshole?

While you're sucking fresh air
and bringing me food

like I'm a damn monkey in the zoo,

and you're talking about
how I'm supposed to behave?

Somebody's got to.

And what was the point
of slugging this guard?

- He put his hands on me.
- Okay, that is stupid, Nathan.

That is acting like a con.

Tell me the truth, John.

If you had hit Larry,
would you be in here now?

Better yet, if I was your brother,
would I be in here now?

Nathan, I did what I thought I had to do
on the basketball court.

But for the sake of argument,
let's just say I did let you down.

Is that any excuse to throw away
the rest of your life?

- My life has already been taken away.
- JOHN: There is a lot we can do.

You never meant to hurt Larry.
You were provoked.

A grand jury, Nathan,
will probably see that.

And it's no secret
Larry was a loudmouthed douche bag,

may he rest in peace.
Plus, there's the guard.

I'm gonna reach out to him
and maybe he will cut you some slack.

- You think there's a chance of that?
- How bad was it between you two?

I hit him. He got cut.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(CAR HORN HONKING)

You know, man...

the last 13 years have been
like a dream or something, man.

Judy and my babies...

- the steady gig.
- It's no dream, Nathan.

I want 'em back, man.

I want 'em back.

Okay, well, then you gotta stop
messing up in here.

- You understand me?
- (SIGHS) Yeah.

You all right? You want the food?

Um...

just do me a favor, man.

Get me out of here.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

This is the police! We have a warrant!
You have ten seconds to open that door!

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- Eight, nine, ten! Hit it.

Freeze! Police!

(INDISTINCT CLAMOR)

LICALSI: Get on the ground!

Gun!

(GRUNTS)

- On the ground! On the ground!
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- (SONG PLAYING)

All right, you know the shooting technique
employed by Detective Kelly this evening

isn't taught on the training range.

Yeah. Yeah, no.
I... I developed it personally.

- Yeah.
- This technique is known as, uh,

"immobilization pattering." Right?

Yeah, it requires complete control
and command of your weapon.

The idea being that you peg shots

around the body perimeter
of the perpetrator,

causing him to freeze up
and become immobile.

(ALL LAUGH)

Yeah, it grew out
of watching hatchet-throwers...

at carnivals when I was a kid.

All right, I gotta make a trip. My round.

- I'm out, Detective.
- No. Yeah?

Yeah. My wife gets off shift
at the hospital so I'm gonna pick her up.

- ANDY: Okay, next time.
- Hey, good work tonight, man.

- LUCAS: Thanks.
- Good work.

All right, what... what,
you eat a lot of spinach, huh?

- Night.
- LICALSI: See you later, Lucas.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

So, uh, what do you say?

- Two more.
- ANDY: All right.

Couple of beers and another club soda.

Well, I've been leaving you alone
like you asked me to.

- Mm-hmm. And I appreciate it.
- But I've been thinking about you a lot.

I've been thinking about you too.
I've been thinking that we should talk.

That's been my inclination
for a while too.

My marriage is over, so...

you know, I've been alone too much,
and it would be nice to...

- have somebody to be with and talk to.
- I know.

See, the thing is, uh, with Marino
and the other dead guy aside,

my problem is...

You approached me
because he told you to, right?

LICALSI: Okay.

But we wound up in bed
because I wanted to be there.

- And I wanna believe that.
- Believe it.

What about the two dead guys in the car?

LICALSI: They told me to kill you.

I... I didn't feel like I had
any other choice but to do what I did.

I'm not saying I didn't know that
there were other ways to go.

But with the situation with my father,
I didn't feel like I could turn them in.

- I've gone over and over this, John...
- All right, enough. All right. All right.

I hear ya. I hear ya.

I guess I could take forever
to make my mind up about us, huh?

Meanwhile, our lives are going by.

You take as much time as you need, John.

I'm not going anywhere.

- MALE VOICE: Nice collar, Sipowicz.
- ANDY: Yeah, thanks.

Hey. Andy.

- Bring 'em on.
- (JOHN CHUCKLES)

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- (TELEPHONE RINGING)

Oh, Lieutenant. Uh, canvass of motorists
yesterday you know about.

- No progress?
- No.

Uh, follow-up canvass
of the area's completed.

No witnesses or information there either.

On Gerald Zimmer, he's got decent credit,
no apparent money problems.

His insurance, if anything,
he's underinsured.

He had a term insurance policy
on himself for 200,000 dollars

and 35,000 dollars on his wife.

- Took those out in May.
- How would you proceed?

Uh, if someone made me guess, I'd say

it was a random potshot
from another vehicle.

I suppose I'd work up requesting
information flyers for the neighborhood.

I don't know what else there'd be to do.

Work up the flyers.
Give 'em to the uniform force

to distribute twice a week.

All right. You guys,
put yourselves back on the wheel.

- ANDY: Good, kid.
- Start catching new cases.

- Thanks for the help, Martinez.
- No problem, Lieutenant.

I'm going over
to Nathan's grand jury hearing.

- Listen, I hope all that works out.
- Thanks.

- Martinez, you got that...
- MARTINEZ: Yeah.

...that workup on the husband?

- Yeah. I'll take care of it.
- ANDY: Yeah.

I wanna agitate this guy a little.

What are you thinking?

Uh, I don't know.
He rubs me the wrong way.

- I'll see you later.
- Yeah.

Ah, Mr. Zimmer.

Detective Sipowicz, 15 squad.
Yeah, how you doing?

(SIGHS) No, I wish I could tell you
that there was a breakthrough.

We're, uh... We're just following up
on a few things here.

Listen. We saw that you recently took out
an insurance policy on your wife.

I wanted to ask you
was there a particular...

Whoa, whoa. Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Zimmer,
you wanna ease off on the profanity?

I didn't... I didn't say that.
No one is accusing you of anything.

No, no, we took notice
because you took out that policy

on her pretty recently.

Uh-huh. As a rider on your own policy,
virtually a freebie, ah.

All right, I see. Yeah, well,
I suppose that... that might explain it.

Hey, hey, Mr. Zimmer, now,
I'm talking to you in a respectful way,

and I'm making legitimate inquiries here,

so I don't know
what you're getting so excited about

I mean, uh, you don't have anything
to hide, now, do ya?

Yeah, you seem to fly off the handle
anytime anybody wants to talk to you.

No. I didn't say you had anything to hide.

I said if you don't,
I wonder why you're so irritable.

All right, well,
I'm sorry you feel harassed.

- MARTINEZ: Here you go.
- Yeah.

I'll say goodbye now. All right. Yeah.
I'll be in touch.

JOHN: The other named witnesses
and myself were playing

in a three-on-three basketball game.

Most of us are close friends
and the game has been going on for years.

This day, there was a dispute
over some calls.

The deceased began pushing Mr. Foster
and had become verbally abusive to him.

When Mr. Foster attempted to walk away,
the decedent continued to push.

Finally, Mr. Foster punched him
in the face once.

He went down to the floor
and immediately into arrest.

He was pronounced officially dead
about 20 minutes later.

Detective Kelly,
did you see the decedent assault

or threaten Mr. Foster in any way,
prior to Mr. Foster striking the blow?

The decedent was making racial remarks
and repeatedly pushing Mr. Foster.

Did it appear to you
in your professional capacity

that Mr. Foster was at risk
or felt himself to be at risk

because of this pushing?
That he was attempting to defend himself.

I don't think he was at risk.

I think he was attempting
to fend off Mr. Kohnstam.

I didn't ask if he was attempting
to fend him off.

I asked you
if he was he defending himself?

Okay, look, I wanna be very clear
about what happened here

because I don't wanna cause these families
any additional undue grief.

This was not a violent
or vicious confrontation.

One man was being verbally provoked
and repeatedly pushed.

He struck a blow in response to that.

The result was out of all proportion
with the intent.

I made the arrest because that's my job,
not because I thought I saw a homicide.

But in answer to my specific question,

your professional opinion
is that the blow,

while it may have been provoked
by irritation or anger,

was not struck in self-defense.

Detective.

- I suppose you could say that.
- You're excused, Officer.

(SIRENS BLARING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Hey, guys. How'd it go in there?

- We'll see.
- You send the wreath to Seattle?

Yeah. Yeah, I spoke to Kohnstam's mother.
They got it.

- What was on the card?
- "He always had a big mouth." (CHUCKLES)

No, we just put
"With Sympathy" and all our names.

- Where's Curly? We need him.
- Well, he said he'd be here.

- Was Nathan in there?
- No, he's gonna be

at the arraignment this afternoon
for the other charge.

I'm gonna find this guard
he had the beef with.

Okay, but please call Curly.

- We need him here.
- He'll be here, John. He'll be here.

- Call him again, will ya?
- All right.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- (TELEPHONE RINGING)

Mr. Zimmer, what's going on?

What's going on is,
you're gonna stop badgering me.

We're gonna put an end to the persecution

and the subtle accusations
and the innuendo.

That's a great vocabulary you got there.
Wanna tell me what's on your mind?

I've taken a lie detector test, Detective.

I'm giving you the results
and asking you to leave me alone.

Norman Holmgren gave you the test, huh?

I'm told your department
uses him regularly.

Yeah, we do. He's a good examiner.

Uh, why don't you come on upstairs
a minute, Mr. Zimmer.

No, I think we've finished our business,
Detective.

Ah, come on. We can, uh, we can have
a cup of coffee while I look this over.

(SIRENS BLARING)

Come on.
We'll be more comfortable up there.

All right?

Boy, you answered this test
with flying colors, didn't you?

- ZIMMER: Yes, I did.
- These needles didn't even budge.

"Did you kill your wife Joan? No.

"Examiner's opinion,
subject answered truthfully.

"Did you fire a gun? No.
Answered truthfully.

"Were you involved in any way in a plan
to kill your wife? No.

"Did you intend to kill your wife? No."

- "Subject answered truthfully."
- Subject answered truthfully is right.

All right, and can I go now?

Hey, you're free to go
whenever you want, Mr. Zimmer.

Suppose I set up a test,
now down at Police Plaza?

Could you go downtown with me, Mr. Zimmer?

- What kind of a test?
- Another lie detector test.

- What for?
- Did you write out the questions

on this test you just took?

Look, this test was administered
by a reputable polygraph examiner.

You still insist
on questioning my honesty?

You insist on harassing me?

You see, if it was me,
now, I'd have asked,

"Do you know more about your wife's death
than you've told the police?"

Now, that one
I definitely would've had on there.

- Read the report. I was not involved.
- (ANDY CHUCKLES)

What is tearing you up inside,
Mr. Zimmer, huh?

What... what are you doing here?
What do you need to tell me?

I don't need to tell you anything.

Now, look, I'm not here
to judge you, Mr. Zimmer.

Maybe you were fooling
around on your wife.

Is that what we're talking about, huh?

Did you maybe have
a jealous mistress did this

and you didn't know anything
that she had planned?

That'd give you the clear polygraph test

and that'd make you feel
real terrible now.

- Oh, my God.
- Is that what we're talking about?

I did it! I killed her!

Okay, now, uh, Mr. Zimmer.
Now, I'm informing you right now

that you have a right to an attorney.

- You don't understand.
- You be quiet a second.

Now, if you don't want an attorney,
I have to hear you decline.

I decline an attorney. I decline.

- Tell me how you killed her.
- She begged me.

She begged me to stop.

- I still killed her.
- What did you do?

A man passed me. He cut me off.

This is on the FDR Drive?

The son of a bitch, he cut me off
and he got in front of me.

So I came up on the inside
and I cut back in front of him.

I cut him off the way he cut me off.

And then this kept on for a while.

He tried to pass me. I sped up
and trapped him inside of another car.

I guess he got behind me
and I slowed down and trapped him again.

And he's blinking his lights.
He's making obscene gestures and so on,

and she's screaming at me to stop.
But, I lost my temper.

And he came up on the inside, I sped up

and tried to trap him again.
And the next thing I knew...

You know the last thing she said to me?

"Your wife and the mother
of your child is in this car.

"Will you please stop?"

And then, I heard a gunshot,

and my wife's face is covered with...

blood.

Can you help us with the guy?

Yes. I... I saw him.

I got the license plate.

I was too ashamed to tell you.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

- JOHN: Yeah. No.
- You got him?

- Thanks a lot.
- MARTINEZ: Got him.

- Is that the guy who wasted Zimmer's wife?
- And the gun.

So, how'd you make out with Nathan?

Grand jury didn't indict.

Medical Examiner found
a dissecting aneurysm.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- What's that in English?

The poor bastard's aorta blew up
like a cheap balloon, Andy.

- He could've died coughing.
- So your pal's off the hook.

Except for the assault
on the corrections officer.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Kelly.

Yeah. Okay. I'll be right there.
I'll be back.

(SIRENS BLARING)

- You Kelly?
- Yeah.

I'm Hardwick, Corrections.
What can I do for you?

- How's the eye?
- Couple of stitches, headache.

- I've been there before.
- Yeah, I wanted to talk to you about that.

Why? You don't have the paper on it.
It's in the 5th Precinct.

Yeah, I know.
And I spoke to Detective Lugo

and he knows that I reached out to you.

- Nathan Foster is a friend of mine.
- The guy who hit me?

Yeah. I wanted to see
if I can explain things to you.

Like what? He's sorry? He didn't mean it?
He'll never do it again?

He's a postal worker and a family man,
and he's living a clean life.

Me too. I got all those things too.

Does that make it okay for me
to take a piece out of you?

You're pissed off.
I understand that. I would be too.

I looked this guy up.
He's been in jail before.

As a teenager.
My point is, the guy was no virgin.

He knew how it works.
He broke the big one.

He hit the "man."
And I ain't here to be hit or damaged.

- I know that and he does too.
- You're sure of that, huh?

You know what's in this guy's mind?

Hardwick, this guy was looking
at his whole life going down the drain.

He went off for a second.

Now, the charges that brought him in
have been dismissed.

Do you think you can find it
in your heart to cut him a break?

See you in court.

Okay, Mr. Zimmer, now,
whenever you're ready.

If, uh, if you recognize anyone,
just give us his number.

- Four. Number four.
- How do you know this man?

- That's the man that shot my wife.
- You're sure?

I'm sure.

Get a DA. Start the paperwork.

Hell of a job.
Thanks for your cooperation.

Okay, Mr. Zimmer, come on let's go.

Just, uh, let me have a minute, all right?

- You okay?
- Yeah.

All right.

- ZIMMER: You killed my wife!
- Hey, Mr. Zimmer!

- You killed my, you...
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

You shot her in face!

Well, you should have pulled over
and let me pass.

I got as much right to be
on that road as you do.

Up yours, pal.

- You son of a bitch!
- Hey!

You guys want me to get a couple
of those kiddie car steering wheels

and you can go at it again, huh?
Is that what you want?

(GRUNTS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Officer, do you swear
to the truth of the affidavit?

I do.

Charges are felonious assault and escape.

Your Honor, the People have agreed
to drop the charge of escape.

Motions as to the assault?

- The People wish to proceed as a felony.
- Objection, Your Honor.

Uh, I'll schedule a hearing
for late next week.

Bail is 20,000.
Can you make that, Mr. Foster?

No, I cannot, Your Honor.

Um, can I say something, Your Honor?

I'll give you a minute's grace...

and advise you and your attorney
that any statements are for the record.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Uh, I was involved

in a fight with a friend a few days ago,
and he died.

No, you face no charges here
but assault on a prison guard, Mr. Foster.

Yeah, I know that, Your Honor.

And as much as I would like,

I can't relive that day
or bring that person back,

even though the grand jury found
that it wasn't my fault.

Then, uh, this man, the guard,

who was just doing his job, Your Honor.
I understand that.

But he was putting me back into a life,
I felt I had earned my way out of...

and I got very scared,
and I tried to get away.

Now, I should've never hit him.

And for that, I am deeply sorry.

I apologize.

(CLEARS THROAT)
But, Your Honor, I'm asking...

can I have my family back?

Can I have my life back?

I've tried very hard to make a life.

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

Please.

(WHISPERING)

Your Honor, the People are willing
to reduce the charge

to misdemeanor assault,
and they have no objection to parole.

Paroled, pending a hearing or plea.

- Great.
- Thanks so much for your help.

LAWYER: Congratulations.

- Thanks.
- Okay.

(JUDY SOBBING)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

It's been five weeks
since my last confession.

These are my sins.

PRIEST: For your own good,
which is God's glory,

I think you should try to get in here
a little more often, hmm?

This situation
that you're familiar with...

I'm glad it's resolved.

PRIEST: Well, starting off
with a death the way it did,

that was terrible enough.
It didn't need to get any worse.

I wanted to talk to you
about something else.

PRIEST: Uh-huh.

I know the church still regards me
as married,

and I've been working on it,
you know that.

But it's not gonna work out.

PRIEST: Why?
Are you interested in someone else?

JOHN: I'm not sure.

I mean, yeah, I am.

PRIEST: The doctrine is to work
on your marriage.

And I have been.

But Laura and I know that...

it's not gonna work.

Well, involvement
with this other woman, is it, uh...

The other woman, in terms
of my romantic interest for her,

I don't wanna talk about that right now.

PRIEST: I mean, in what terms then?

Well, she's a good person.

But certain events have taken place,

and she's ended up doing something
that most people would think is wrong.

PRIEST: Do you think it's wrong?

- Yeah, I do.
- PRIEST: Does she?

(SIGHS) So far she seems okay with it.

Well, if she's the good person
you say she is,

she can't be okay with it. You know that.

- I don't know that.
- Well, I think that's why you're here.

- Well, what exactly did she do?
- I don't wanna talk about that.

- What? A venial sin? A mortal sin? What?
- I can't say.

I'm your priest.
What do you mean, you can't say?

I can't say.

PRIEST: Yeah. Well then
why don't you come back here

when you're ready to stop acting
like a tube steak.

(EXHALES) John.

I, uh, expressed myself inappropriately,
and, uh, I regret it.

Because you're my friend,
you have a special way of pissing me off.

I know.

You see, in there,

I'm God's priest and an intermediary.

You come to confession with God...

you come with an open heart...

which, uh, I know you can do.

- I'll keep working on it.
- I know you will.

(WHISTLES)

Ah!

- GLADYS: Hello, Father.
- Gladys, hi.

You know, I do believe
I have a special vocation for the game.

Curly, I think you have a special vocation
for everything you do.

(GRUNTING)

We might as well start
with a little two-on-two.

- Nathan won't show.
- Oh, come on, man. Let's wait awhile.

He will be here.

- What makes you think so?
- CURLY: Because I think so.

Even if he shows up, we'll need a sixth.
We'll never find the right guy.

Hey, doc, let me ask you something.
You ever have a positive thought?

Eh, cancer specialists don't tend
to be optimists.

JOHN: Hey, hey. Look who's here, guys.

- LARRY: Hey, guy.
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Nathan.
- Hey, how you doing?

- It's good to see you.
- Thanks. You too, man.

- What's happenin'?
- Good to see you.

Hey, what's up, bub?

- Whose side you on?
- Against you.

For a little while anyway.

We need a sixth man.

Hey, fella, you play?

Nah, not very well.

But that never stopped you guys.

- Oh! Come on.
- (ALL EXCLAIM)

He's gonna be hurt.

We'll take him. He'll fit right in.

- Check it out. Check it out.
- Check it out. Check it out.

Give it back, give it back.
Check it out, one more time.

- One more check. Give it one more check.
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Watch this fool.

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

- Hey.
- Hey.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)