All language subtitles for NYPD Blue - S02E12 - Large Mouth Bass.sd-en

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

What do we got? Watch your shoe.

OFFICER: Lydia Cantwell.
She lived in the building.

Looks like she's in her mid-twenties.

I never saw one like this.
Her arms are almost hacked off.

- SIMONE: Find a weapon?
- OFFICER: No.

- SIMONE: Witnesses?
- OFFICER: Mrs. Louise Brooks, a neighbor.

She called 911 while it's happening.
She's over here.

We were just a couple blocks away
when the job came over.

We must've just missed the guy.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Ms. Brooks?
- What?

I'm Detective Simone. Detective Sipowicz.

- How you doing?
- SIMONE: Did you call this in, ma'am?

I was coming back from getting my mail.

And she... Miss Cantwell...

She was coming down the stairs,

and I saw this man grab her, and he...

I thought he was punching her.
I didn't know what was going on.

- He was stabbing her, and I didn't...
- SIMONE: All right. Take it easy.

Take it easy.

She kept trying to get away from him
up the steps.

And he wouldn't stop.
He kept on after her.

Mrs. Brooks, what did this guy look like?

Uh, he was about 5'10",

glasses, a mustache, uh, kind of brown,
a raincoat...

And he just... he kept stabbing at her
and stabbing at her! (SOBS)

Did you know Miss Cantwell?
Mrs. Brooks, did you know Miss Cantwell?

No. She lived up in 2-B.

- SIMONE: Do you know of any relatives?
- LOUISE: No.

- MARTINEZ: Here's the DOA's keys.
- (LOUISE SOBBING)

She never got a chance to put them away
after she came out of her door.

See what you can find in the apartment

- on the next of kin.
- MARTINEZ: All right.

Mrs. Brooks, you think you can come
to the station house with us?

Maybe you can help us in, uh,
getting a drawing made of the perpetrator.

I just stood there.
I should have done something.

SIMONE: You did do something, ma'am.

- You called us.
- (GASPS)

All right. Just look at me, Mrs. Brooks.

- (WHIMPERING)
- Just look at me. Come on.

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

- Oh, my God.
- SIPOWICZ: Look at me. It's all right.

Okay? There we go.

It's all right. It's all right.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- Right over here.

- Detective, got a minute?
- Yeah. What's up?

Picked up two guys on a car stop.

Came up with half a gram of coke
in the car.

One of these guys says he knows you.

Yeah, um, just give me a second, huh?

- FANCY: What have we got here, Andy?
- The James Street homicide, Lieutenant.

This is Mrs. Linda Brooks.
She was a witness.

We appreciate your cooperation.

SIMONE: I'll run this down
for the Lieutenant, Andy.

Uh, Mrs. Brooks is going to try
and help us with the sketch.

- Very good.
- Come on. Right up here.

- What do we know?
- Twenty-five-year-old female.

She was just leaving her apartment.
She was stabbed, like, 50 times. Grisly.

She still had her purse.

Nothing so far on the canvass except
for this witness we just brought in.

- Witness get a good look?
- Yeah. She gave a pretty good description.

James found the mother's phone number
on the DOA's apartment.

The mother wasn't in. So we left word
with her super for her to contact us.

The Crime Scene... (EXHALES)
...they lifted blood samples.

I gotta voucher these and bring them
over to the ME's.

Okay.

I got to meet the new boss.

SIMONE: Oh, yeah? What do you hear?

I don't know.

So who's this guy
that's supposed to know me?

His name's Raymond DiSalvo.

- He was holding?
- No, he was a passenger.

Coke was in the door pocket
on the driver's side.

- Was it a good search?
- OFFICER: Well, here's the thing.

Driver's half a smart ass,

so right now I'm saying
it was on the front seat.

Yeah. What, this guy DiSalvo,
did he give you any trouble?

- No, no, but he knew what was going on.
- Yeah.

Look, this could go away if you want.
If I write it up in the door pocket,

- I only lose in court anyway.
- Yeah, I hear you.

Right, uh,

let me talk to this guy.
I'll find you in a couple of minutes.

- Uh, yeah. Sarge is gonna want to know.
- All right. Thanks.

SIMONE: I got to talk to
one of the collars.

- MALE VOICE: There you go.
- Thanks.

Ray?

Bobby Simone. Man, are you a sight
for sore eyes.

What's going on here, Ray?
What happened?

That's the truth, Bobby.
I didn't know there were drugs in the car.

I'm catching a ride
with my friend Tommy here.

Hey, how you doing?
He's telling the truth.

You look good, Bobby. How long's it been?

- Mary's funeral. A terrible day.
- Let's deal with the situation here, huh?

Look, he didn't know. Believe me.

That's true, Bobby. I... I didn't know
there were drugs in the car.

- So, you're catching a ride with, uh...
- Tommy.

Tommy. Exactly. And we get pulled over...
(CHUCKLES) ...for a busted taillight.

And there's a little coke there
in the side pocket.

It was nothing, man.
(MUMBLES) Recreational.

It must have been in there
when I bought the car.

I'm finally on to a good thing.
I'm not gonna screw up now.

- I got a piece of a club. Did I tell you?
- Nah.

Oh! It's a great place.
You got to come down.

Brazilian music, salsa!

To tell you the truth, Bobby.

I... I been financially struggling
these past couple of years.

I... I'm not gonna screw up now.

All right.

Well we'll see what we can do
to make this go away.

What did I tell you, Tommy?
What did I say about this guy?

But the cop says you have a little bit
of an attitude problem, Tommy.

Hey, I'm sorry. I... I know.
I lost my temper on that cop.

Believe me, I've been standing here
feeling very bad about that.

See, the reason this could go away
there's some confusion

as to where in the car
the drugs were discovered.

It could be an illegal search.
That's what I was saying.

I'm not saying
it was an illegal search, Ray.

I'm saying there was some confusion.

Right. Right, understood.

So they may just voucher the coke
as found property and let you guys go.

(CHUCKLES) Oh, boy, that would be great.

Now, if that happens, Ray,
we'd be doing you a serious solid.

- You gotta stay out of trouble.
- That's true, Bobby.

I... I'm not going to screw up now.

I mean, I got a piece of this club.

Hey, it's a great club, Detective.
You should come down.

So you think they're gonna let us go?

Yeah. I wouldn't be surprised.

RAYMOND: I really appreciate
what you're doing here, Bobby.

And I might see you
down there, right? Rio.

- It's in Bay Ridge.
- Promise you'll come see me, okay?

Yeah, I might stop by.

- Take care of yourself, Ray.
- Hey, you come see me, Bobby.

- SIMONE: Thanks.
- LOUISE: The hair should be shorter.

And... and what about the glasses?

- Yeah she'll put in the glasses.
- Mrs. Machurski?

Miss Machurski. Lisa Machurski.

- You need to talk to a detective?
- Yes.

I think so. I'm not sure.

- What seems to be the problem?
- Maybe there isn't a problem.

- I just have some questions.
- Why don't you tell me about it?

Well, three weeks ago, I bought this box.

- What was in it?
- Oh, that's the way I bought it.

The lining of the box
is a noble metal alloy

which puts out particles

that moisturize the skin
and destabilize cellulite deposits.

I see.

When you put the power pack here,
it activates the box,

and when you wear it over your head
for two hours a day,

you will see a marked improvement
in your appearance.

Miss Machurski,
how much did you pay for this box?

I paid 2000 dollars for that box,

and I'm supposed to get
the second month power pack

renewed this afternoon
for an additional 600 dollars.

ADRIENNE: Miss Machurski, do you feel
this is a confidence game?

- A fraud of some sort?
- Mm-hmm.

- Is that what you think?
- Yes, it is.

Who sold you this box?

His name is Mac McClellan.

- He seems very nice.
- They usually do.

You wait here
while I get some paperwork going.

- Oh, the black box guy, huh?
- Hey, you know about this?

Yeah, he worked the Fulton Mall
a... a couple of years ago.

A... a buddy of mine from Brooklyn
told me about it.

Yeah, they could never get enough
to hold him.

Every, uh, Plain Jane
on the Lower East Side

is gonna be through here
in the next couple of weeks.

This thing with
Captain Haverill leaving...

- Kind of the hit from left field.
- Mm-hmm.

I don't know if I'm permanent or not.

Long as I'm the zone commander, I want you
to know what you can expect from me.

- That's good.
- Two things.

One, I believe in open, honest dialogue.

Two, I judge a man on his performance
and nothing else.

If that's a departure
from Captain Haverill's approach,

so be it.

On overtime... I want to approve
all overtime in advance.

That's gonna make for a lot
of phone calls.

No, this is part of my own adjustment.

Give me a chance to get to know
the workings of the squad.

I've been in uniform my whole career,
Lieutenant.

To be honest, I never did
really understand the glamour

- of the Detective Bureau.
- Detectives aren't so bad.

On this Cantwell homicide,

you're going to keep me apprised on that.

You want to meet the detectives
on the day tour?

I'll get to know them as we go along.

In terms of our own communication...

- any time, any reason.
- Okay.

Hi.

- New zone commander.
- Good to meet you, boss.

My name is Agnes Cantwell.
I received a message...

- Andy.
- ...to contact Detective Simone.

Detective?

I'm Detective Simone, ma'am.

- You called the super at my building.
- Yes... yes, ma'am.

- Why don't we go in the coffee area?
- Why did you call him?

What's going on?

- (TELEPHONE RINGING)
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- SIMONE: Here we go.
- What... So...

- so... so this... this is the coffee area?
- Yes, ma'am.

Sit down right here.

Mrs. Cantwell...

is Lydia Cantwell your daughter?

Oh, my God.

Ma'am, your daughter was assaulted
this morning on her way to work.

Oh, what happened to her?

Is she... is she gone?

- I'm sorry.
- But she's gone?

- Yes, she's...
- She... she was killed?

- (SOBS) Oh, my God.
- Okay.

- Oh, no.
- Okay.

(CRYING)

I'm going to get you
a glass of water now, okay?

(CRYING)

Where are you going?

I'm just going to get you
a glass of water.

Yeah. Yeah, you go. You...

you get me a glass of water.

And then I... I'm going to tell you
who killed her.

- Here's your water.
- Thank you.

Mrs. Cantwell, this is Detective Sipowicz.
We're working the case together.

I'm sorry for your loss.

My ex-husband did this.

He killed your daughter?

He's not Lydia's father.
He's my second husband.

His name is Derrick Cobb.

He's a mechanic
for the Traffic Enforcement Department.

How do you know he killed your daughter?

Uh, we've been divorced for 18 months,

and ever since then,
he's called or... or he showed up

and he says he's going to find
the worst way that he can to hurt me.

He... he gets drunk, and he... he calls,
or he comes to my building,

and he's always been violent.

He said killing me,
that... that would be too easy.

He wanted to watch me suffer.

Did anyone ever hear him make the threats?

I don't know.

I've heard them often enough.

And then last week, Lydia said
that he was following her

- in some kind of stupid disguise.
- Did she describe it, the disguise?

Yeah.

It... Fake mustache and a trench coat...

but she could still recognize him.

ANDY: Is this the man?

He's done exactly what he said
he would do.

I mean, I loved my daughter so much,
and he's taken her from me.

Is the man in that sketch your ex-husband,
Mrs. Cantwell,

Yeah, that's him.

That's him.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- What can I do for you?
- Detectives.

Derrick Cobb. Is he around?

Just missed him.
His shift ended 15 minutes ago.

- He been here all day?
- He did a 6:00 to 2:00. Why?

- His shift started at 6:00 this morning?
- It's what I said.

And you saw him here the whole time?

Look, the guy works in the garage.
I sit at the desk.

If I say he was here, he was here.

Does he ever take any of these
trucks out for a test drive?

Yeah. He could be gone
for five or six minutes.

- Hey.
- SIMONE: Hey. Where are you going?

Yeah. This morning he took one test drive,
9:15, back at 9:25.

- Whose handwriting is that?
- You sign yourself in and out.

- So, he could have put down anything.
- No.

I'm telling you, I saw him all day.

Thanks.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Yeah, he saw him through the hole
in his newspaper.

SIMONE: Let's just set up at Cobb's house.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

All you have to do is let us know
when you've given him the money.

- We'll take it from there.
- How do I do that?

A wave, a nod.
Whatever you're comfortable with.

- We'll be at the bar, all right?
- I'm a little nervous.

That's understandable,
but we'll be right here.

We're not gonna let anything happen
to you.

- No. No, I know that.
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

I don't know, I'm just being silly.

Don't worry. I'll be fine.

Okay.

I feel bad for this woman,

but I don't understand
how people fall for this stuff.

People want to feel
better about themselves.

Hey, I want to be three inches taller,

but I ain't going to stick my head
in an empty box.

Here we go.

Excuse me. I'm looking for a friend,
and I just, uh...

- Lisa, is that you?
- Hello, Mr. McClellan.

I didn't recognize you.
My goodness, you are radiant.

- (SCOFFS) No...
- As long as I have been selling

this product, it still amazes me
when I see results like this.

So, how do you feel? You must be thrilled.

LISA: Well, to tell you the truth,

I wasn't entirely sure
the box was working.

My dear, either you're in love
or the box is working.

(CHUCKLES) I mean, you're glowing.

May I?

I assume you want to continue
with your treatments.

LISA: Actually, I've been a little unsure
about that.

- Well, I'm not surprised.
- No?

Yes, the results I see are extraordinary.

- I'm not sure you need a follow-up month.
- Not?

Besides, you probably want to slow
things down a little right now.

- I can respect that.
- I'm not sure what you mean.

Lisa, in four short weeks, you have become
an exceptionally striking woman. People...

Men are going to start treating you
very, very differently.

I'd be scared too. Maybe...

maybe I can help you with this part.

Is there a chance you're free
for dinner tonight?

I know it's short notice, but...

- we need to talk about this.
- Dinner?

Well...

yes.

I think I can move my calendar around.

I'll see you tonight.

- Did we get a sign?
- No. She let him go.

The hell's goin' on?

- What happened, Miss Machurski?
- Look, this was all a big mistake.

Well, he ran a con on you.
He stole 2000 dollars.

He didn't ask me for any money this time.

- Are you meeting him later?
- I don't want to press charges.

- Lisa!
- Actually, I think I may have

underestimated how much the box
has helped me.

You didn't see me before. How could you
know if the box was working or not?

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

...Pretty one

...time, Sharona

- No one there?
- No.

I called in. I told them we were, uh,

- sitting on this guy's place.
- What? You changed my station?

Put it back.

(DOO WOP MUSIC PLAYING OVER RADIO)

Got to be the oldies, huh, Andy?

You can turn it off if you want.
I just don't like that other crap.

No, no, no, this is good.

Oh yay, yay, yay, yeah

Duke of Earl, Duke, Duke...

I'm going to get accompaniment here now?

- It's a great tune. Of Earl...
- You seem very cheery today.

We'll walk...

- Oh, yeah? Through my dukedom...
- Maybe you just got laid.

And a paradise we will share

(SIMONE SNAPPING FINGERS)

Oh, I'm gonna love you

Oh, no

Nothing can stop me now

- Ba ba
- 'Cause I'm the Duke of Earl

Oh, yay, yay, yay, yeah

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

- What's going on?
- Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Nothing. What are you doing here?

- They want you guys back at the squad.
- What?

We're sitting on a guy's house.

Yeah, well, we're doing a four-to-one.

- They want us to take it.
- They want you to take it?

- It's what they said.
- Whoa, whoa.

Did you get the description of the guy?

Yeah. Derrick Cobb.
They gave us his photo.

What the hell is going on here?

We'll take you guys' spot.

- All right. (CLEARS THROAT)
- Yeah.

- (TELEPHONE RINGING)
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Captain, if you can let me know
where you're coming from... Excuse me.

SIMONE: Uh, you got something
you need us to do, Lieutenant?

Uh, the four-to-one guys will sit
on Cobb's house.

I'm sending you guys home.

ANDY: They don't know nothing
about this case.

Pulling you guys in was my call.

Captain Bass, Detectives.
Simone and Sipowicz.

- Captain.
- How's it goin'?

I want to make sure we stay justified
on overtime.

With four detectives working
the evening duty,

I couldn't see keeping you on the clock.
You pick it up in the morning.

I made sure the relief guys were briefed.

- You briefed them on our case?
- Okay.

- Good to meet you.
- Good to meet you.

(SCOFFS) Five minutes after my shift.
What am I still doing here?

(CHEERFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Where's John Travolta?

SIMONE: Sorry. I'm looking
for a buddy of mine.

- A familiar face at the coat check.
- Yeah. Lou Minetti.

- He was a Linardi soldier.
- He still is.

- Hey, you came!
- Ray.

Benita Alden, Ray DiSalvo.

- This is Ray's place.
- Ah. Hello!

- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.

Looks like you struck gold here.

Well, to tell you the truth,
I may have exaggerated

if I said that this was, to some extent,
my place.

- Ray. Ray.
- All right, it's just a matter of time

and legal work. Let me get you somethin'.
Hey, these are mine.

One round, Ray, and then I'll pay
for my own, all right?

RAYMOND: Would you listen to him?

We grew up together,
now I can't even buy him a drink.

- I'll be right back.
- Where you goin'?

- Uh, bathroom.
- What are you drinking?

Uh, beer's fine.

- Sit there, Bobby.
- FEMALE VOICE: Hi. What can I get for you?

Ma'am, uh, two drafts.

"One round, Ray. Then I got to pay
for my own." What is that?

You were always so straight
even when you were a little kid.

- Who owns this place, Ray?
- An investment group out of Brooklyn.

Is this investment group hooked up?

RAYMOND: These are legitimate businessmen.

Ray, it's a who's who in here, all right?

Hey, wise guys know how to have
a good time. They spend a lot of money.

This is not a bad thing for a nightclub.

- You mixed up with these guys?
- Whoa, what is this?

You used to look out for me, Ray.
I'm just trying to do the same.

I got a chance to get a piece
of something here.

- Am I supposed to pass on that?
- I don't know.

- I'm okay here, Bobby. My nose is clean.
- Good.

And you're supposed
to be having a good time.

Hey, Benita, come here with me.

- Where are we going?
- We're going to dance a little.

- This guy used to be the best.
- Hey, I still got my chops.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

MALE VOICE: I told you.
There's nothing to worry about.

- We're in good shape here, okay?
- Hey, Sarge, the guy with the lawyer.

- Derrick Cobb.
- He's the suspect in my homicide.

They brought him in 1:30 this morning.

Derrick Cobb?

Who are you?

Detective Sipowicz.
You got a minute to talk?

I'm Mr. Cobb's attorney,
and he's done talking.

Your ex-wife's daughter got murdered.
Don't you want to help us with that?

- Have you talked to my ex-wife?
- ATTORNEY: Derrick, be quiet.

He's already been interviewed,
and he's passed the lineup.

You've got no grounds to hold him.
He's got a right not to speak.

Give my ex-wife my sympathies.

- VINCENT: Andy.
- Vince, come here. Come here a second.

You run a lineup on my case,
and I don't get a call?

- We were gonna call you.
- This is my homicide.

The sarge had to call this new Captain
for the okay

- and he wouldn't authorize the overtime.
- Did you question this guy?

Mulligan and Sharma brought him in.
They ran the show.

Fifteen minutes after they start talkin'
to him, the guy lawyers up.

The lawyer said he can stand the lineup,
but it's got to be right away.

I'm telling ya Andy,
between the mustache disguise

and the look-alikes they brought in,
the guy's mother

- wouldn't have recognized him.
- What's goin' on?

Night watch picked up Cobb. And, uh,
this new boss, he won't let him call us.

- I'm sorry. I'll see you.
- Cobb's here now?

Nah, he's out the door.
He beat the lineup.

Hey, and these are the meatballs
that let him go.

You know, one of you guys
could have dropped a dime to me.

I would have come in off the books.

- Huh?
- Sipowicz, we did our job.

Yeah. Your witness couldn't ID the guy,
that Mrs. Brooks.

You dragged a 60-year-old woman out of bed
and brought her in here

in the middle of the night?
What's up with that?

- Guy's lawyer made us run the lineup.
- Tommy, come on, we're late.

Yeah, you got a landscaping business
out on the island, right?

What? Have we got to apologize
for that?

No. Go roll around in your fertilizer,
you turds.

- Hey, men.
- Captain.

- Hey, Vinnie.
- Here comes Bass.

I've been asking around about this guy,
you know?

This guy has not spent day one
in the bureau.

He thinks we're all looking to cheat
on overtime and steal a cop's glory.

Yeah, well, maybe he can explain that
to the dead girl's mother.

(DOOR KNOCKS)

- BASS: Good morning.
- DONNA: Morning.

I understand your witness in the homicide
didn't pick Cobb out.

- Cobb lawyered up.
- Which he's got a right to do.

That's a hundred percent correct.
Even killers got a right to a lawyer.

We sure we got the right guy?

Captain, I've been catching homicides
for 18 years.

No way this isn't the guy.

All right. It happened.
How are we gonna fix it?

We gotta at his alibi,
go back to that garage.

Talk to that fat ass supervisor.

SIMONE: There's no way that alibi's right.

All right, if Cobb's out there, don't lay
a hand on him. Just talk to his boss.

- Bobby, before you go?
- Yeah.

You were at a club in Bay Ridge
last night?

- Place called Rio?
- (SIMONE CHUCKLES)

You got the 4-1-1. Yeah, I was there.

Okay, stay clear of it. Narcotics has
an operation going on in there.

- One of their people spotted you.
- Hmm. Who's going down?

- I think they said the owners.
- All right. I'll stay away. Thanks, Lieu.

If night watch screwed up,
maybe those men should be looked at.

Every detective should be competent.

Well, that's a nice theory,
but this isn't a uniform patrol

where assignments are interchangeable.

The truth is, the guys on night watch
don't want to catch cases.

It's a custodial shift.

The guys in the squad work their cases
till they're done,

with or without overtime.

We're going to come out all right on this.

I don't know, Captain.

MALE VOICE:
Can I use your phone, Lieutenant?

LIEUTENANT: Sure.

Excuse me. Could I speak to a detective?

Oh. Yeah. Sure. Just a sec.

Wait right there.

Detective, there's another one
of those ladies here.

- LESNIAK: Can I help you?
- I don't know. I just have some questions.

In regards to this black box?

- Are you familiar with this product?
- Yeah, it's a bogus product.

The man who sold it to me seemed so nice.

I'm gonna shut this guy down.

- Miss, uh...
- BRENDA: Brenda.

ADRIENNE: Well, have a seat.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

Look at this cocky prick.

- You guys again.
- Yeah, it's us.

We need to talk to you some more.

- Well, I got nothing more to tell you.
- You see, you just think that.

Hey, we are investigating a homicide.
Now we need to be absolutely sure

about Derrick Cobb's
whereabouts yesterday.

You understand me? Absolutely sure.
Look, the guy shows up.

He punches in.
He's here working on vehicles.

Once in a blue moon, he takes one
for a test drive,

which lasts about ten minutes.
Now I told you all this.

- I saw him all day.
- That's crap.

This is not mine.
You were half loaded yesterday,

like you are every day,

and you wouldn't know where this guy was
from one hour to the next.

You think you're gonna protect
your fat ass job

alibiing this guy on murder?
You're going to lose your job.

'Cause I will take this bottle
to your commissioner

and I will put it on his desk.

How long you been on the job,
Supervisor Kozyck?

- Nineteen years.
- Nineteen years.

You ready to sacrifice all that
for this bum?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Okay.

Maybe there's, uh, stretches
where I don't see him every minute.

How long would these stretches last?

An hour, maybe. Maybe more. I...
I don't always keep track of time so good.

Funny how that happens.

- This murder was in Manhattan?
- That's right.

Well, if he took one of our trucks
to Manhattan,

they'd have a record on the Triborough.
They go over on a pass.

Coming and going, they'd have the time.

Don't you tell that asshole
what you told us.

No, I won't say anything.

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- Detective Simone, can I talk to you?

- Mrs. Cantwell, how are you?
- Is it true that you let him go?

That you had Derrick Cobb
and you let him go?

There was some confusion last night.
We weren't able to hold him. It's true.

Well, he called me to gloat.

- He was laughing.
- He called you this morning?

After you let him go. I mean, what is it?
Didn't you believe me?

What... what? Did... did you think
I was making this up?

I mean, why would... Oh...

- Why would I make something like this up?
- That... that wasn't it, Mrs. Cantwell.

- (GASPS, WHIMPERS)
- Mrs. Cantwell...

we just developed some evidence

showing that he was lying
about his whereabouts.

We're gonna get a warrant,
search for proof.

He's not gonna get away with this.

Do you have children?

I do.

Oh.

Well, then that's all right.

That's all right, then. I'm...

That'll help me.

You go home now, and I'll notify you
the minute something develops.

(SNIFFLES) Uh, if you call...

could you... could you just... just please
ring once and then call back

so I... I know it's you?

I can't stand to hear his voice anymore.

(DOOR CLOSES)

- Hey, Bobby.
- Hey, Ray.

- (HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING)
- I got to talk to this guy.

I'll tell Fancy what we got at the bridge.
See about getting a search warrant.

Yeah.

SIMONE: Let's go down here. Come on.

- Whoa. This looks serious.
- Yeah.

Ray, uh, I have to talk to you
about the club.

- Did you have a good time?
- Yeah. It was great.

I gotta tell you, I don't think
it's such a good idea

for you to be involved down there.

Due respect, Bobby,
we've had this conversation.

Your concerns with the clientele.

Yeah, well.
This is a different conversation.

Different? How?

(CLEARS THROAT) I'm saying
I got a bad feeling on that place.

And I don't think you should be involved.

- Meaning what? Is the place hot?
- Ray, it means what it means.

I do hope if there was something specific
coming up,

- you'd find a way to let me know.
- No, Ray.

Don't go counting on anything like that.

I am telling you this as a cop
and I'm telling you as a friend.

That you are over your head at that place.

And if you're smart,
you would straighten out.

And that's the last I'm saying it to you.

Okay. (CHUCKLES) Okay.

Bobby, what are your intentions
with this Benita from the other night?

(CHUCKLES) We're, uh,
we're working it out right now.

- She's a great dancer, kid.
- Pay attention to what I'm saying, Ray.

You want to be a wise guy?
Then be a wise guy.

Don't be some half wise guy.

Don't come crying if this thing blows up.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- (DOOR CLOSES)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYS)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- DERRICK: I want my lawyer.

We'll get you a lawyer
when they arraign you in court.

See, we don't need a statement
from you Cobb,

so you don't need a lawyer.

We're just gonna book you
and send you to the tombs.

'Cause you're as stupid as you are sick.

That wasn't my knife.

Oh, no. Just 'cause it was under
the seat of the truck you signed out

- with that dead girl's blood all over it.
- And I know why you kept it, Derrick.

You could have thrown her off the bridge
and maybe beaten this,

but the twisted bastard that you are,
you wanted to show it to her mother.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

- Did it go down?
- He had the knife hidden in the truck

with that moron mustache
that he was wearing.

- What did she say?
- You shut up, Cobb!

What did she say when you told her?

Shut up! Shut... shut your mouth,
or I'll break your jaw!

Shut up!

- Is that the guy?
- Yeah.

Can I speak to you guys for a minute?

Um, James, keep an eye on Andy's prisoner.

- Okay.
- Bobby, Andy...

- MARTINEZ: I got it.
- ...could you come here a sec?

- SIMONE: Captain.
- Congratulations.

Very impressive work. Both of you.

- Thanks.
- BASS: I'm just learnin' my job.

I made a bad call last night
and you guys bailed me out.

Yeah, you can get drummed out
of the boss' union, apologizing like that.

You know, Captain, processing that arrest
is going to involve overtime.

Approved.

Guy shows me a little something.

With all due respect, Detective,
don't you think this is insane?

No. Six-hundred dollars in unpaid
parking violations

- guarantees you a court appearance.
- I said I'd pay it. I'll pay it right now.

A detective will be in
to take your statement.

Hey, hey!
How come you're not locking him up?

- 'Cause he's not in on fraud charge.
- Any word from my lawyer?

Yeah, "I'm on my way."

You believe these assholes? Huh?

I take a beating
from these half-wit construction apes,

and... and... and I end up in a cage.

Do I look interested?

Hey, excuse me for drawing breath.

Okay. How'd it happen?

I... I sold these guys
a... a winning lotto ticket, right?

I mean, I couldn't cash it
'cause of certain tax problems, right?

Anyway, turns out
that there's a defacement on the ticket.

- Yeah, like the date's been changed.
- Whatever.

- (CHUCKLES)
- The lotto people won't honor it,

so these guys give me a beating.

- They should beat-up Governor Pataki.
- Hey, who you kidding, pal?

Well, what... what do you mean,
who am I kidding?

Well, you phonied a winning lotto ticket.

The guys you sold it to caught on,
they kicked your ass for it,

and got you busted besides.

Hey, hey you got a nasty turn of mind,
my friend.

Yeah. That's how I came out.

You ever hear of the Black Box?

- Excuse me?
- Let me ask you something.

For the right amount of money,
could you make it with an ugly woman?

Uh, what? Do her, you mean? Sexually?

Romantically. Sexually, sometimes, yeah.

Any port in a storm, I guess.

Then you want to be selling
beauty enhancements, pal.

- You going to make bail on this?
- Yeah. Should be outta here

- in a couple of hours. What are you in on?
- A Hummer, parking tickets.

Do you, uh, you got a few dollars
to invest?

This... this Black Box? Is this... What?
A beauty aid?

Oh, no, no, no. It's a prop.
But you got to dress it right.

I could put the boxes together for you,
show you the pitch.

Sell you like, uh,

- a franchise.
- Where do you work it?

Restaurants, movies, any place you can
catch an ugly broad with her guard down.

When you get a qualifier,
you got to get next to her.

And then you sell them the Black Box.

You tell them it destabilizes cellulite,
(LAUGHS)

- whatever the hell that means.
- You, uh, you sleep with these women?

As seldom as possible.

Unfortunately, I had to do a couple
this week.

An unhappy, unloved woman
is the most desperate thing in the world,

especially if she's a beast. (SHUDDERS)

But if it gets that bad, you can always
turn her face down, you know what I mean?

- I'll sign that complaint now.
- Yes. So will I.

Cost you a few bucks.
But you're gonna make a pile, my friend.

(CHUCKLES)

- (SIREN BLARING)
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(SIGHS) I liked closing the cell door
on that prick,

but I wanted to wipe that smirk
off his face.

Well, that's not gonna happen.
He's one evil son of a bitch.

- Mrs. Cantwell, what are you doing here?
- You notified me that he was in custody.

Uh-huh. We gave you a call.

Well, where... where is he?
I mean, is he here?

He... he is here, is... isn't he?

Mrs. Cantwell, why don't you come in
the back and talk to me for a minute?

I want to see him.
I have a right to see him.

SIMONE: I don't think
that's such a good idea

- right now, Mrs. Cantwell.
- Oh, well, he'll see me. Just ask him.

Seeing me like this
will just make his day.

- Can I see your bag, please?
- No.

You cannot see my bag.

What do you have in your bag,
Mrs. Cantwell? Is there a weapon in there?

I don't know what you're talking about.

I think that you have something
in that bag. Now, do not do this.

Do not let this man win.

He has already won.

- My daughter is dead.
- Mrs. Cantwell, I know

that this man has taken a great deal
from you. I know that...

And if I don't do it to him,
I will do it to myself!

All right, don't do that.
Is that going to help your daughter?

- Would your daughter want you to die?
- (SOBS)

My daughter...

My daughter.

You didn't know her, but she...

Oh, she was so beautiful. (SOBS)

She was the kindest person
that I've ever known.

She was the one thing that I...

I did right.

- And then I let this man into our lives.
- No. No, you are not responsible for this.

You didn't know what kind
of person this man was.

We can't always know
what's in another person's heart.

(SIGHS)

Now, Mrs. Cantwell, please give me
that gun.

I...

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC PLAYING)

Now I have to live.

I don't know how. (SOBS)

I... I don't know how
I'm going to do that.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

What will you do with the piece?

I'm gonna feed it to the eels
in the East River.

Detective Simone, line two.

Yeah.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(CLEARS THROAT) Hello. Simone. Mm-hmm.

(CHUCKLES) Uh-huh.

Okay. Thank you.

- (TELEPHONE CLATTERING)
- I got to do something. Andy...

can you, uh,
can you take care of this for me?

You got a favorite pier?

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

Bobby.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

This is some mess here, huh, Ray?

RAYMOND: Yeah,
I don't know anything, Bobby.

I mean, I was just security.
I wasn't one of the players.

I don't want to go to jail, Bobby.

- Can you fix this?
- No, I can't, Ray.

Look, this is the first time
I was ever involved in anything like this.

- You know that. Just tell them that.
- Ray... Ray.

You talk to your lawyer.

I'm not talking to my lawyer, Bobby.
I'm talking to you.

My lawyer?

What does my lawyer know?
Some kid who just got out of college?

- He's tellin' me to cut a deal...
- If that's what they're sayin',

then that's what you should do.

You're just gonna walk out on me?

- I thought we were friends, Bobby.
- Ray, I cannot help you now.

I coulda helped you before.
I tried to help you before.

- Nah. You didn't try.
- I warned you.

- No, you didn't warn me, Bobby.
- I did everything except give you

the exact time
that bust was going down, man.

(CHUCKLES) Well,
that's what I needed, see?

I mean, how was I supposed to believe you?

If you had told me the exact time,
I would've believed you, Bobby.

Forget it, man.

Oh, come on, Bobby. I mean...

You see my point here, right?

I mean, I'm...
I'm basically a good person.

You know that.

I just... I just needed
some guidance there.

And you weren't quite as specific
as you could have been.

That's all I'm saying. I... (SOBS)

...I'm a good person.

I just needed some guidance.

- You made a mistake.
- Okay. I made a mistake,

but that doesn't mean I belong here.

Can't you do anything for me, Bobby?

You take care of yourself, Ray.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(GRIM MUSIC PLAYING)

(SOBS)

BENITA: What's wrong?

SIMONE: Nothing.

Nothing.

I'm sorry.

(SIMONE SIGHS)

You upset about your friend?

Yeah.

You know, this guy was like a hero to me
when I was growing up.

Really?

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Yeah, he was. He was, uh...

The boy was cool.

Just walking down the street, you know,
you couldn't take your eyes off him.

I'm like ten years old, and he's 16,
and I'm following him around like a puppy.

But he... (EXHALES)
he always had time for me.

I mean, he never talked down to me.

Seeing him at The Tombs like that,
that was tough.

- It was tough.
- Yeah.

I don't mean it harsh, but he...

he seemed at that club
like another wise guy wannabe.

SIMONE: Hmm.

Yeah, well, I guess that is
what he seems like now, huh?

I guess you just had to know him
when he was younger.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Nothing's what you thought
when you were younger.

(SIMONE BREATHES HEAVILY)

It's like James Brown says...

"Money won't change you,
but time will take you on."

(ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(THEME MUSIC CONCLUDES)