All language subtitles for NYPD Blue - S01E12 - Up on the Roof (1994).sd-en

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

No bodyguards.
Linardi knew these guys.

So, what do you figure?

Tommy and some pals have words
over pinochle, things got out of hand?

Yeah, unless the bodyguards
were in on it.

There's a blood trail
out to the back alley.

Yeah, there's another victim.
This guy didn't do any crawling.

Let's get an F.A.T.N. out
to the other squads

and do a hospital canvas, okay?

- Okay, John.
- What do you got?

Uh, Tommy's using secondhand
appointment books. "A.M."

- This was in there?
- ANDY: Yeah. (CHUCKLING)

Now, this... this is what ambition's
all about, John.

This is how the cream rises to the top.

You see Tommy wanted to be
the first baboon

on the block to carry a briefcase.
Here, look at this. "Racing Form."

Here's some, uh,
discount supermarket coupons

and, uh, some New Year's Eve
party crap.

Oh, hey, here it is,
a TV Guide crossword puzzle.

"Three-letter word meaning 'feline,'"
and Tommy already had the last letter.

So, what do you think?
A.M., Angelo Marino?

Yeah. I don't know. Maybe.

You, uh, want me to voucher that
for Intelligence?

No. You know what?
Let me, uh, let me hold onto it.

I'll do it when we get back,
all right?

So what do you say?
We ought to canvas the area?

I mean the outfit hit, the neighbors
gotta be bursting with stories, huh?

Yeah. Yeah, let's do that.

It's a hell of a way to start
the New Year, huh, Tommy?

- (BLOWS)
- (BLOWER SQUEAKS)

(ANDY CLEARING THROAT)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

ARTHUR: Anything on the crime scene?

Has Lastarza showed up?

Yeah, ok... okay.
I'll be in in a couple hours.

Yeah.

They're ready to start.

So, are we going in now?

Yeah. Let's go in.

SHERILEE: When I was arrested,

I didn't want Maceo with all
the social services and foster homes,

so I... I asked the lieutenant
if he would take care of my son,

and he said he'd keep Maceo
with his family

till I finished the detox program.

Now I'm through with detox, but he...
he don't want to give Maceo back.

Well, my understanding is the lieutenant
has only asked for a 60-day stay

before you resume custody.

Judge, I'm through
with the program.

I'm ready to pick up my life.
I'm ready to be a good mother.

I can't do that if I don't have my son
with me.

Lieutenant Fancy, would you
like to make a statement?

Yes, Your Honor.

My wife and I wholly support
Ms. Williams' efforts

to rehabilitate herself.

We recognize her parental standing.

We filed this petition
only because we're concerned

she's at too early a point
in her recovery

to resume her custody of Maceo.

Particularly to move him
to South Carolina.

Your Honor, before Maceo came to us,

he hadn't seen a doctor
or dentist in four years.

He was a constant truant.

Now he's doing his homework,
enjoying school.

He's eating properly.

By his mother's own account,
he seems happier than he's been in years.

Maceo responds to the stability
of our home environment.

I also believe...

I'm... I'm glad and grateful that I can be
a good role model for him.

He's never had a father
or a stable paternal figure to look up to.

And, so, I would like to be able...

My wife and I would like to continue that
for a little while longer

while Sherilee continues
the admirable progress she's making.

That was the promise I made to her

when she was brought
into the station house,

that I would look after her son
while she got well.

Thank you.

Maceo...

do you have anything you'd like to say
about all these people that want you?

Yes. I'd like to stay here where I'm at,
with Mr. and Mrs. Fancy.

FEMALE JUDGE: Your mother says she's ready
to take care of you now.

She's said that before.

I mean it this time, Maceo.

You know, I'm afraid
you're still sick, Mama.

And I don't know if I could take care
of you as good as where you're at.

FEMALE JUDGE: Thank you, Maceo.
I'll take this under advisement.

- (DOOR OPENS)
- OFFICER: Come on.

(MAN MUMBLES)

- SERGEANT: What have we got?
- Public lewdness, Sarge.

MAN: It's January,
and it's short-sleeve weather.

- It's 80 degrees outside.
- So where's your shirt?

Where is my shirt? (SCREAMS)

- I'm buck naked!
- Oh, come on.

Hey, all aboard for Coney Island!
Whoo-whoo!

OFFICER: Come on. Here we go.

ANDY: All right. Please keep me notified.

Any wound related
to a weapon discharge. Right.

Yeah, that's right. Anything that looks
like a gunshot wound.

Detective Kelly, Detective Sipowicz
at the 15th Squad.

Right. Thank you.

- Detective.
- Inspector.

Lieutenant Fancy's out?

JOHN:
Yeah, he'll be back in a little while.

You caught the Linardi case?

Yeah, Detective Sipowicz and I did.

Could you run it for me, please?

Sure. Uh, nothing off
the crime scene or the canvas.

Located a stolen car
about two blocks away. Had a gun in it.

Dusted the car and the gun for prints,

but found a discarded pair of gloves
on the sidewalk near the car,

so we're not too optimistic
about the lift.

- Anything on your end?
- Nothing substantive.

- JOHN: Looks like an O.C. hit though, no?
- Yes, it does.

Yeah.

Well, we'll keep you apprised then.

Thanks.

So that would be, uh, full cooperation
from the Organized Crime Unit?

- Absolutely.
- Excuse me while I lay a loaf.

A minute for me, Officer?

Off your account of the Christmas party,
your buddy Richie and the guy

with him are suspects
in the Linardi shooting.

- Well, I haven't heard from Richie.
- We need the other guy's name.

I told you, Inspector,
he never gave it up.

We can't make him
off our surveillance photos.

Well, it's too bad they
don't wear name tags, huh?

I want you to keep me apprised
of the investigation upstairs.

- Here?
- ANDY: They're not telling me dick.

And if they have anything,
I wanna know about it.

Hey, Inspector, you drafted me
to get to Tommy Linardi.

- Well, now he is dead...
- Officer, you're out

when I say you're out.

I won't rat on my own people.

I'm telling you, you are not out yet.

- You're a prick.
- Keep your ears open.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- You working on the Linardi shooting?
- Yeah.

Okay. This work I've
been doing for Lastarza,

I, um, I went to a Christmas party,
and Linardi stiffed a couple guys

on their year-end crime-exploit bonus,
and they were really pissed.

One of the guys I didn't get a name on,
he's... he's kind of an N.D. guy.

He's six feet, dark hair.
He's from out of town.

What about the other guy?
It's Richie, the guy I've been meeting.

- Linardi's runner.
- The guy from the pay phone?

- Yeah.
- Did you get a last name on him?

- C-A-T-E-N-A.
- What about an address, a phone number?

- He always called me.
- Okay. I can get it off his P.C.I.

- Is Lastarza on this?
- Yeah. Hard.

Okay. He told me
he didn't have any leads.

Well, you didn't hear this
from me, John.

- Say, how are you?
- Good. How are you?

- We need to talk later, okay?
- About what?

About some of the stuff
in the Linardi effects.

Thanks for your help.

- Ouch!
- You like the sport coat. (CHUCKLES)

- I'm Detective Martinez.
- I've been robbed.

Uh, somebody took all the money
out of my checking account.

I didn't know where else to go.
My bank doesn't open for another hour.

- JAMES: Come on, have a seat.
- Thanks.

- What's your name?
- Frederick Converse.

It's not gonna make you
feel any better, Mr. Converse,

but we've had people in
since yesterday afternoon,

all got robbed the same way.

You use that A.T.M.
at the, uh, Pathmark mini mall?

- Yes.
- See, that was a fake A.T.M.

The thieves rigged it
to read the codes on your card,

then they ran out
on your checking account.

What am I supposed to do?
I'm completely broke.

Well, when the bank opens,
go down and make out what's called,

- an Affidavit of Fraud.
- And they'll give me my money back?

We think there's gonna be
some restitution,

but it may take a little time.

The bank's got insurance
for when credit cards

get stolen and so forth,

or there was fraud involved
in one of their machines.

See, but, actually,
this wasn't their machine.

Look, I have to write a rent check.

I... I don't know where I'm gonna get
the money for my groceries.

You're gonna have to coordinate
that part with the bank.

If you go with Miss Abandando
to the 124 room,

she'll show you how
to draw up the complaint.

In other words, I'm screwed.

Well, we're following up a few leads.

Miss Abandando, could you take
Mr. Converse downstairs

and help like you did with the others?

- Sure. This way.
- Thanks. All right.

JOHN: How's this A.T.M. thing going?

We got a partial plate on that rental van
that picked up the fake A.T.M.

We're working off of that.

- I feel bad for these people.
- Yeah.

Hey. What's up?

We got a tip on the Linardi hit.

Seems this soldier, Richie Catena,
was pissed off at him.

- Where'd we get that?
- Anonymous call. Somebody dropped a dime.

(CHUCKLES) All it took was for me
to go to the crapper.

- We got an address on this Richie?
- I ran him through B.C.I.

- You wanna sit on his house?
- I wanna go sit on his house.

Hey, John, I'm putting together
that Linardi stuff for Intelligence.

Uh, they're gonna come tomorrow
and pick it up.

- Could you voucher that notebook?
- I will definitely get it in.

Where's the guy live?

- ANDY: Staten Island.
- JOHN: That figures.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

- Okay. Are you finished? Okay.
- Yeah, I'm done.

(ARTHUR EXHALES)

- Wonderful dinner.
- Oh, thank you, sweetheart.

(CHUCKLES)

Oh, we've embarrassed Maceo.

Deal with it.

- (CHUCKLES)
- RHONDA: Will you help me with my math?

Mom, I'm sick of helping her.
She should do her own homework.

I do it. I just want
you to check it for me.

- Is your homework done?
- Yeah.

You want me to look at it?

- (TELEPHONE RINGING)
- Excuse me.

(RINGING CONTINUES)

Hello.

This is he.

When?

All right.

(TELEPHONE RATTLING)

Is everyone almost finished?

- I'm finished. May I be excused?
- Yeah.

- May I be excused?
- ARTHUR: Mm-hmm.

Come on. I'll help you with your math.

ARTHUR: Well, that was the social service
representative on the phone.

I have to go back to my mom?

The judge decided she's ready
to take care of you again.

When do I have to go?

She's gonna pick you up tomorrow
after school.

May I be excused?

Yeah.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Lieutenant Fancy.

Hi. You dropped him off?

Did you see him go in?

Oh, all right. Um, let me know
if you hear anything.

Inspector.

It's good to find you at work.

You've had two detectives
sitting on a house at Staten Island

- for the past 19 hours.
- Kelly and Sipowicz.

They were acting on an anonymous tip
in the Linardi case.

- I authorized the surveillance.
- Why wasn't I informed?

The surveillance was unproductive.
And evidently you were informed.

Not by your people.

Meaning you were set up
in a building out there, Inspector?

That suggests a live lead.

And I thought you told Detective Kelly
you didn't have any leads.

You stay off Richie Catena.

Now when do I get to look
at the Linardi effects?

My understanding from Detective Medavoy
is that Linardi's briefcase

was filled with want ads
and discount coupons.

We're sending them to Intelligence.

I'm sure they'll forward them
for your evaluation.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Lieutenant Fancy.

Yeah. Mm-hmm. Just make sure you
get me the reports by the end...

You stay off Richie Catena.

Seems he wasn't around, Inspector.
You looking for him too?

All right. Who's first in the shower?

Yeah, you go ahead.
I'll... I'll get the coffee.

Hey, John. John, I hate to...
I hate to rush on this notebook,

but, uh, I'm putting
the Linardi package together.

What did I...
what did I say to you yesterday?

GREG: Well, you said you'd voucher it
and get it in before...

And that's what I'm gonna do, okay?

Okay, okay, okay.

(JOHN SIGHING)

How about we talk about
this 800-pound gorilla

standing in front of us?

What's in Marino's book?

Licalsi's name is in that book.

Marino had her old man.

He let her know about it
and then used it to blackmail them.

What did she do for him?

It turns out she didn't do
anything for him.

But she turned herself in
to Lastarza.

He put her undercover
to clear her books.

I'd hate to have that guy
holding paper on me.

And I can't figure out if what Lastarza's
doing is official or on the side.

But if her name comes out in that book,
I don't think he's gonna stand up for her.

- ARTHUR: Sipowicz and Kelly.
- Lieutenant.

I caught a break on that,
uh, A.T.M. investigation.

The truck we had a partial plate on,

they found it abandoned
on Bronx River Parkway.

That fake A.T.M. machine was in the weeds
a couple hundred yards away.

That kid leases the truck.

- He give us anything?
- I'm gonna talk to him.

Good.

Look, uh, I gotta go out.

If anything breaks
on the Linardi investigation,

save me a little grief
and let Lastarza know.

Okay. You all right, Lieutenant?

(SIGHS) The kid Lilly and I are
looking after, he ditched school.

Just got picked up for shoplifting.

(SIGHS)

You got yourself a situation
with that girl, John.

Yeah.

You know, this wouldn't be the first page
somebody tore out of a book.

JAMES: Thanks.

- You're Eric, right?
- ERIC: Mm-hmm.

I'm Detective Martinez.
You got no rap sheet, huh, Eric?

- No prior arrests?
- No.

Your first time seeing cops,
my first time being a detective.

Don't make it too tough on me,
all right, Eric?

Uh, I don't know what I'm doing here.

Oh, you leased a truck the cops
found abandoned out

- by the Bronx River Parkway...
- It wasn't abandoned. It broke down.

- I... I was gonna get it repaired.
- See and there's this A.T.M. machine,

which they found disposed of in the weeds
a couple hundred yards away,

which is a phony machine,

which a lot of people got robbed off
of in the last few days.

That machine read the PIN numbers
and the secret codes

off the bank cards,

and then someone emptied out
those people's bank accounts.

Uh, I don't know anything about it.

Eric, you use that truck to take care
of shrubbery and so on?

- Landscape?
- Yeah. So what?

So you service the Pathmark
where someone set that A.T.M. up.

Then the A.T.M.'s found abandoned
200 yards from your truck.

Look, I service a lot of businesses.

Uh, indoor plants, tree trimming,
even trash hauling.

It's how I put myself through school.

And I don't know anything about any A.T.M.

- Where do you go to school?
- ERIC: Uh, N.Y.U.

- What year you in over there?
- Uh, junior.

Must be some schedule, huh?
Hold down a job, work for a degree.

- Yeah.
- What do you major in over there?

- Uh, applied engineering. It's...
- Applied engineering, huh?

- Good for you.
- Yes.

Eric, you take any computer courses?

Look, I didn't do this.

Somebody did, Eric.

And so far, you sure look
like a candidate.

Right over here.

(CLEARS THROAT) I'm looking
for Detective Kelly or Sipowicz.

I'm Detective Sipowicz.

I was told you're connected
with the, uh, Linardi homicide.

- ANDY: No. Here, this way.
- I'm... I'm a physician.

- I...I don't know how this happened.
- ANDY: Right in here.

What are we talking about?
Uh, have a seat.

I got in over my head.
I mean... I thought...

You know I eat a lot at Gianinni's.
I got to know some of the fellas.

I hung out with them a little bit.

- "Fellas" being criminals.
- Right. Right.

I socialized with them a little.
I... I guess I thought it was glamorous.

Yeah, well, they're...
they're very glamorous people.

Anyhow, a fella last night,
uh, was injured.

- Wounded?
- Wounded, yes.

He was shot twice.
He wouldn't go to the hospital.

(SIGHS) And I treated him.

You realize that's a felony, Doc.
A physician giving aid like that

in a shooting incident
and not reporting it?

- You could lose your license.
- I'm... I'm reporting it now.

That's what I'm doing here.
I'm ashamed of what I did.

You don't know the sacrifices
that my wife and parents went through

to put me through school,
and when I was setting up a practice...

(CLEARS THROAT)

Anyhow, they called me again
about him a half hour ago.

The fellas.

DOCTOR: It sounds like the guy
I treated is in bad shape.

He's got a septic process going on.

I'm sure there's a wound infection.

He was hemorrhaging
in the belly when I saw him.

- JOHN: Is he still there at Gianinni's?
- DOCTOR: Yeah.

- Did you get a name on him?
- I don't know his last name.

His first name is Richie.

(SIREN WAILING)

- Come on, Richie, talk to us.
- RICHE: I talked to you guys.

- I told you to go screw yourselves.
- Richie, I'm Inspector Anthony Lastarza,

head of the Organized Crime Task Force.

- How do you do? Screw you too.
- ANTHONY: Hey!

You think you're gonna make
some kind of miraculous recovery,

Richie? Huh? You're not.

Who shot you?
Who shot Tommy Linardi?

I'll tell you what, man.
Go ask Jerry Frumento.

- Is that who shot you?
- RICHIE: Ask Jerry.

He's at his girlfriend's.
1 King Street, number 216. Gina Zarone.

Did Jerry shoot Tommy Linardi?

Who knows about those things?
(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Listen. Listen, when you get with Jerry,
you tell him I banged his girlfriend.

You tell Jerry Gina had me over
Christmas Eve, and I banged her.

Her mouth was open so wide screaming,
I saw her tonsils.

You tell him that, you hear me?

FEMALE PARAMEDIC:
Get away. He's in arrest.

I can't keep these sons of bitches alive!

Yeah. It's a real bitch, huh, Inspector?
They're dropping like flies.

FEMALE PARAMEDIC: Let's get some
epi drawn up.

Call base and tell them
we have an arrest...

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Are you not gonna talk
till it's time for you to leave?

- I wanted a tie.
- Baloney.

MACEO: Then I guess
I wanted to steal something.

I know you better, Maceo.

When your mother was taking you
into stores like that,

making you steal things to sell for drugs,
you didn't want to do it,

and you don't want to do it now.

Remember what you said the first time
you were brought in with your mother,

asking if I'd help, saying you
wanted to live a different way?

I remember.

You didn't want to steal, did you, Maceo?

I thought if I got arrested
I could stay up here.

(SIGHS)

Maceo...

I don't want you to leave New York either.

But things don't always go
the way we want.

And when they don't,
you still gotta obey the rules.

- You still gotta be a man.
- MACEO: I don't know about being a man!

You were showing me about that.

You know, I wanted to stay with you.

I don't never get what I want.

Never yet.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

WOMAN: You are getting a citizen's
complaint filed on this,

and a civilian harassment lawsuit.

- Yeah, yeah.
- People still got rights in this city

last time I looked it up,
regardless of who they date.

- ANDY: Lieutenant.
- WOMAN: You know I know my rights.

Jerry is not in the apartment.

This is the girlfriend. Is it okay
that Lastarza's in there with us?

Yeah.

If you got it in your minds
that I'm gonna be cooperating with you,

then your minds must be up your asses
with the rest of your heads.

- Hey, Gina, you eat with that mouth?
- That's one of the things I do with it.

You know your boyfriend Jerry's
a button guy, Gina?

I wouldn't know
what you were talking about.

Oh, you wouldn't, huh?
All right. I'll tell you.

He shoots people for money.

We got a farewell message
for Jerry, Gina.

- It's from his buddy Richie.
- Richie? Who would that be?

That would be Richie Catena,
who said to let Jerry know

that he spent Christmas Eve
bouncing around in your goonyah.

I'm unfamiliar with that terminology
or the Richie in question.

You think Jerry's gonna be
upset at all, Gina?

You letting out his parking space
for casual use?

- Jerry knows me better than that.
- ANDY: Yeah?

You don't sound too convinced.
Maybe he knows you just right.

Look I'm not gonna end up
in some stupid courtroom

three years from now,
waiting to rat and wondering

when I'm gonna get a bullet in my ear.

- I am not giving up Jerry.
- Okay, listen to me.

This is not testimony.
You're not going on the record.

But we want an address,
so we can grab him up.

For which I get what?
A good citizenship belt?

For which maybe
we'll scare you up a grand.

A grand, huh? Forget about it.

A grand, Gina, to get you out of a town
that's dead for you.

Your boyfriend is going to the joint,
and your fallback hump is D.O.A.

What if I could only give you,
like, a geographical area?

You... you mean like on a map, Gina?
No, that's not gonna make it.

Look, the guy is a psycho.

He never tells me exactly
where he's staying.

It's one of the hotels by the park

where you get
in those stupid horse carriages.

You don't have enough manpower.

I'll have my people hit all those hotels
with his picture,

show it to the desk clerks and doormen.

This works out of my office, Inspector.

Fine, fine. I'll get it going.

What are we gonna charge this guy on?

I mean, uh, you can question him
on Linardi getting shot,

and this Richie Catena.

You said Catena didn't make
any direct accusation.

Not that you could use in court.

He gave us an address.

Told us to tell the guy
he balled his girlfriend.

Let's get your ex-wife
to look at his picture.

- Okay. I think she's in the 27 today.
- Well, let's get her down here.

Maybe this guy was involved
with Giardella.

- Okay.
- Let me see does this sewer-mouth Gina

remember the guy being in town
when Giardella got whacked.

- You okay with calling Laura?
- Yeah.

Got a minute? I'm gonna talk
to this A.T.M. suspect again.

I got plenty on him,
but it doesn't make sense he ran the show.

- Why?
- Well, he's a working-class kid

on a white-collar scam.

- It feels like he's out of his element.
- You think somebody put him up to it?

Yeah. I think I can get him to roll.

Okay. I gotta make a call about something.
Work on that class angle.

- It's a good idea.
- Okay, thanks.

That's what I was thinking.

You doing okay?

Did you use the phone yet?

My mother wants to know
if I'm going to be arrested.

I don't know yet.

I'm still trying
to put you together, Eric.

You got a full-time job
to pay your way through school.

Plus, you got dirt under your fingernails
from all the landscaping.

And you keep up your courses at school.

Those were always the guys
in my neighborhood

I had the most respect for.

Running from classes to job and back.

I took the easy way out.
I left the school part out.

Anyway, that's the one guy
that does things the right way.

Then there's the guy
who builds high-tech gizmos

to break into people's checking accounts.

I guess that could be the same guy.

Except how come you never took
the easy way out before?

Eric, I'm gonna make this case.

Your chance of making a positive deal
is never gonna be better than this minute.

You're a hardworking kid.
You got a life in front of you.

You could save that life right now.

(EXHALES IN FRUSTRATION)

He offered me $4,000.

That's more money than I make
in three months.

He told me no one
was gonna lose any money.

JAMES: You got a name for me, Eric?

ERIC: Yeah. I'll give you his name.

ARTHUR: Thanks for coming in, Sherilee.

Hmm, last time I talked to you here,

I was so loaded
I don't remember how I left.

Please, have a seat.

I wanted to tell you this
without Maceo around.

He got caught shoplifting today.

- Is he arrested? Where is he?
- ARTHUR: He's not arrested.

I got the store manager
to release in my custody.

(SIGHS) Why would he do that?

Before, he only stole for me.

I think he was sending a message

that even if it means getting
caught up in the system,

he'd rather stay here than leave.

I'm asking you to hear
that message, Sherilee.

Now, whatever you decide,
I want to support you.

- But I'm asking you to delay your plans.
- (SIGHS) Man, I... I can't do that.

Uh, Lieutenant, I got relatives
in South Carolina

who've never even seen Maceo,
and he... he'll like them.

He'd like them just as much
in two months.

I got a full-time job waiting for me.

I'm registered for therapy down there.
I'm ready to go.

Lieutenant, I'm always gonna be grateful
to you for helping me and Maceo.

(SCOFFS) I know it wasn't me
made you do it.

You saw something in him.

But I'm his mama,
and I'm ready to do my part.

I know better than anybody,
detox was the easy part of my recovery.

Let me get on with the rest.

Okay.

I'll see you tonight.

Why weren't these photographs
in the files I looked at before?

These are some out-of-town people.

You have new information on someone?

Is there someone in particular
I'm looking for?

I think your former wife's
got eyes for your job, Detective.

Just take your time.

- You recognize someone, Ms. Michaels?
- Maybe.

- What do you mean "maybe"?
- That means she's not sure.

- That's him.
- Who?

- The window washer who shot Giardella.
- This one's mine.

You know what?
Let's go outside. Come on.

Come on, let's go. Go.

DONNA: 15th Detective Squad.
One moment, please.

Lieutenant, line one.

Given the history,
you should stay out of it.

Fancy.

- LAURA: Where we going?
- Outside so we can talk

without this asshole Lastarza around.

- Lastarza doesn't enter into it.
- Let's go outside... outside the building.

- You're worried about me.
- Yeah, I'm worried about you, Laura.

This is testimony. This is risk.
You have to be absolutely sure about this.

- Johnny, I'm absolutely sure.
- Get away from my witness.

Excuse us. This is a private conversation.

- I said get away from her.
- Excuse us.

They've got him trapped on the roof

- at the Carey Hotel.
- Start the car.

- Where?
- The Carey Hotel.

- You saw what you saw.
- JOHN: I gotta go.

Andy's gonna take your statement,
all right? I'll talk to you later.

Okay, Johnny. Bye.

(ENGINE CRANKING)

- Start the car.
- (CRANKING CONTINUES)

Start the damn car!

- (HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING)
- (SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE)

You all right?
Can you hear me all right now?

- JERRY: Yeah, I can hear you.
- I hear you good too.

JERRY:
Yeah, well, you listen to me, all right?

I want out.
I want a bus to the airport

and a plane that takes me to Brazil.
Someplace with no extradition.

Jerry, listen to me.

- It's Jerry, right?
- Yeah, right.

Yeah, Jerry, I'm gonna tell you something,
you have to understand, okay?

LARRY: Forget about Brazil.

You're not walking away from this, Jerry.
You're gonna do time,

but where you do time
is something we can talk about.

Yeah? You tired? You hot?
You want a cold drink or something?

- A Sprite.
- A Sprite? I can do that.

- Somebody get him a Sprite please?
- Sure.

- JOHN: What's happening?
- ARTHUR: He made it up here

across to that far staircase,

ran into two uniforms on their way,
turned, came back up here.

I gotta tell you, Lieutenant, with Laura
being the only witness,

I don't mind this guy
not getting off this roof.

- I know that don't enter into it though.
- No, it doesn't enter into it.

Sharpshooters in position, Lieutenant.

- Just stand by.
- All right.

Yeah, Jerry, Jerry, think about it, okay?

We care about what you know.
You can help yourself here, Jerry.

You think I could do the time at Eglin,
that air force base, huh?

My friends tell me they got a nice little
minimum-security jail there.

What do you say we try
and bring him in breathing?

That's mostly up to him.

If it'll close him, tell him
I'll authorize the deal now.

You can't do that without a D.A.

Don't tell me what I can
and can't do, Kelly.

Hey, giving people away is your specialty,
huh, Inspector?

Sipowicz takes six bullets,

and you're gonna turn him over
anyway, right?

Why don't you show
your whole card, Kelly?

What you're afraid of is your ex-wife
will have to testify

- if this goes to trial.
- That's right.

That's what I'm worried about.
What are you worried about?

We know what you're worried about.
You're worried about your career.

- Will the both of you just back off?
- JOHN: Mm-hmm.

LASTARZA: Here, give me that. Jerry?

JERRY: (OVER PHONE)
What? Who's this?

LASTARZA: Jerry, listen. I'm head
of the Organized Crime Unit.

I can get you what you need.

OFFICER: Inspector, it's better if
only one of us talks.

You know I think you get a lawyer
up here now, all right?

- And sign what you're saying.
- Uh, Jerry, that'll take a little time.

No good. You guys are trying to pull
some kind of game on me, huh?

Damn! Son of a bitch!

INSPECTOR: Jerry, Jerry, hey!
Now, you just talk to me.

Well, I'm gettin' outta here!

Me and my friend are going over
to those stairs and walking down!

Don't do anything yet.
Don't do anything yet.

- I can turn this guy around.
- Get away from me.

- Give me a call on your sharpshooters.
- Lieutenant...

Get over here. Give him a little room.

- Nobody makes any mistakes!
- ARTHUR: How's your line?

Highly confident.

JERRY: I want a car waiting downstairs!

- Anybody pulls anything, this guy's dead!
- Green light.

WHITE: Sergeant White
to all sharpshooters. Green light.

SHARPSHOOTER 1:
We got him. Stay clear.

SHARPSHOOTER 2: Get down.

(MEN CHATTERING)

Son of a bitch.

I guess that's just your way of saying,

"Thank goodness that hostage
is safe," huh?

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

- Laura.
- Lieutenant.

- You okay?
- I'm okay, yeah. Yeah.

So that Jerry guy tried to escape
with a hostage, huh?

What a pity he took a bullet
in the melon, huh?

(CHUCKLES, CLEARS THROAT)

LAURA: Detective, I took
Eric Moore's statement.

Thank you, Ms. Michaels.

They just brought in the kid
he rolled over on.

- Joel Burleigh?
- Mm-hmm.

He's the one that
put the whole scam together.

He built the A.T.M. machine,
set up the whole rip-off.

Go get him, James.

I've got to admit,
I was willing to testify,

I saw that guy shoot Giardella,
but I am really glad I don't have to.

Yeah. That's your being sensible, right?

- (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
- I gotta go do the work-up on it now.

So when do I get this lunch
you've been threatening?

- We'll find the time, okay?
- Mm-hmm.

Detective Martinez, Joel.

I guess you know
what I want to talk to you about.

- I can't help you, Pedro.
- Come again?

Talk to my lawyer.

(CHUCKLES) Okay, Joel.
You asked for a lawyer.

That means I can't ask any questions.

I just wanna make sure
you understand your situation.

A, that kid you hired, Eric?
He gave you up.

We got you.

We know you put
that machine together.

We know you ripped those people off.
Just so you're clear on that.

I guess your ears have got goo in them.

Okay, Joel.

Let's see if I can do
a little mind reading.

You figure, "How bad can this be?

(CHUCKLES) "A college-boy prank.

"Daddy's lawyer's gonna get me
a little wrist slap."

See, but, Joel, these are the sad cases
newspapers love.

"I missed my rent."

"I couldn't pay the diaper service."

"My checking account was stolen."

"I couldn't buy my medicine."

Poor people being ripped off
by a spoiled college kid.

You can have all the rich lawyers
you want.

The judge is still gonna have to hurt you
a little.

See, all I'm thinking is
if you cooperate,

you might be able to put
a different spin on it.

You saw the error of your ways.

You want to make restitution.
See what I'm saying?

No more talk.

I want my lawyer, now.

I'll tell you the truth.

I was hoping you would say that.

I'm glad you stuck to your guns, Joel.

This way, you can definitely forget about

one of those cushy
minimum-security places.

This way, you're definitely
going to the joint.

When you get a chance, write me a letter.

Tell me what your cell mate's like.

Tell me what it feels like to have
a subway way up your ass.

And my name's James, you little piss pot.

And now I'm gonna get you your lawyer.

(DOOR OPENS, SLAMS SHUT)

- How's it going?
- Okay, I guess.

- You got a minute?
- Yeah. We gonna have that talk?

Yeah.

You're all jammed up.

We found Marino's notebook
at that crime scene.

Intelligence is on their
way over to pick it up.

I reported to Lastarza
about that notebook,

and he said if I worked undercover,
the books would be cleared.

- Is that written down anywhere?
- He said it was cleared at command level.

Did you speak to anybody
at command level?

Lastarza said it was cleared.

You don't think he'll stand up?

We made a deal.

(BOTH SIGH)

Okay, listen to me.
I'm going back upstairs to work a while.

I'll be back and forth from my desk.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- The notebook is on my desk.

Now, I'm not telling you
how to run your life.

I'm just telling you w
here the notebook is.

You do what you think you gotta do.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

- Hey, James.
- JAMES: Hey.

JOHN: What's going on?

I was over at the bank going
over those fraud affidavits.

Looks like it's gonna work out all right
for those people who got ripped off.

- Good.
- JAMES: The bank's gonna make some, uh,

whatchamacallit, transitional funds
available till they square up liability.

- Yeah, good.
- I'll tell you, Detective,

working those interviews,
I felt like you were in there

the whole time with me.

Yeah. Hey, you know what?
You're a detective now.

- You call me John, all right?
- JAMES: All right.

John, I tried to do what you taught me,

put myself in the other guy's place,
think how he was thinking,

feel sorry for him
like he was feeling sorry for himself.

Yeah. Well, I'm glad
that worked out for you.

(DOOR OPENS)

- Get what you need?
- Yeah. Thanks.

- Hi.
- Good night.

JANICE: See you later.

Not to get sentimental
or anything, but, uh...

I'm glad I had you for a teacher.

You know? The kind of cop you are.

- Good night.
- JAMES: Good night.

ARTHUR: Hi. I'll go get him.

- LILLIAN: Why don't you have a seat.
- SHERILEE: Okay.

Your mom is here.

You gonna try and make this work?

Yes.

We're gonna be a long way separated
from each other.

But you got our phone number here.

Okay.

I want you to write me.

I'm gonna write you.

But you can always call, Maceo.

I want you to keep us in your heart.

And we're pulling for you.

And we love you.

You carry that with you, Maceo.

You're never gonna be alone.

Come on.

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

LILLIAN: You were good for him.

Should we have another baby, Art?

No. We talked about this.

- The last delivery was too hard.
- I'm not afraid.

I'm sorry I didn't give you a boy.

No one could love their children

- any more than I love the girls.
- I know.

Anyway, I don't want
to change diapers anymore.

I don't want to have to depend on bifocals
to read bedtime stories.

I don't want to be too old
to play ball.

You wouldn't be.

You wouldn't be.

It's snowing.

You were good for him.

(SMOOCHES)

I waited at your place.

It's over for you with them.

Without your name in that notebook,
they have no access to you.

And Lastarza has too much reason
to keep his mouth shut.

I gotta admit,
I didn't see all the angles.

Sitting outside your place, I, um,

kept thinking about
how it was up to us now.

About how maybe we could
make it like it was before.

But we can't...

can we, Johnny? (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

I don't know how long it would take...

but if we were together,
you'd start to hate me...

because of what you did for me.

Oh, maybe you hate me now.

No.

I'm just glad you're all right.

Good-bye, Johnny.

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(THEME MUSIC ENDS)