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[indistinct radio chatter]

[Crosetti]
There's a nine millimeter here.

[Meldrick] Yeah.

Okay, Charles, show it to him.

[Crosetti] Whoa, [indistinct].

- Yeah, that's a hell
of an exit wound.
- A little bit.

Big time malice in the initial
intent of this shoot.

Somebody was really miffed
at this guy.

My guess
it wasn't about no term paper.

Something strange
about this bullet here.

That could be foreign ammo.

[Meldrick] What,
bullets from elsewhere?

What happened
to "Made in America," huh?

If you're gonna kill here,
buy here.

This is funky.
Look at this pillowcase
on his head.

And look at the bruising
around his neck and shoulder.

And look at his fingers.
Hold on, Charles.

Look at his fingers.
It's broken.

- Every finger's broken.
- [Crosetti] Yeah.

Bruising like this.
Deliberate. It's measured.

I mean, look at the spacing
between the bruising.

Yeah.

Well, I'm willing
to call suicide if you are.

- It was a message.
- [Meldrick] Hold on.

His name is Lin Chang Wong.

Excuse me? You know this guy?

He was a student
here at the university.

- Second year.
- Do you know the man, miss?

- And who are you?
- Tamryn Chow.

Wait, wait, wait.
What's your name again? What?

- Tamryn Chow.
- Tamryn Chow.

Lin Chang knew
this was going to happen.

He was one of the student
leaders at Tiananmen Square.

He escaped
and has been hunted ever since.

He knew
they would catch up to him.

Wait, wait.
Who is "they"? Come on.

Who's "they"?

[sirens wailing]

They are the ones who call you
in the middle of the night

and play funeral music
over the phone.

They are the ones
who send you a list

of all your relatives
back in China

and where your relatives live.

They are the ones
who are behind you

in the checkout line
at the supermarket,

taking notes of every item
in your shopping cart.

Now, this may go on in China,
but you're here in America now.

You don't believe that
the leaders in Beijing,

those old men,

that they would do this
here in America?

They wouldn't dare.

[sighs] That's what
they'd like you to think.

That's what they're counting on.

[dramatic music playing]

[theme song playing]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[Munch] Hey, DeSilva,
what's happening?

Munch, do you always start
your day

with a soda pop and a candy bar?

What can I say?
Every day is a holiday.

- Every meal is a feast.
- [Bolander] What do we got?

So far, no ID on the body,
no plates on the van.

- This guy was a farmer.
- [Bolander] Farmer?

- How do you know that?
- Well, these buds are yellowed.

That's from the run-off
of phosphates

from the fertilizers in a farm.

Yeah, this is low-grade,
trade-harvested dope

grown in the irrigation ditch
of a farm

near a main highway.

- Near a highway, huh?
- [Munch] Yeah.

You see the brown speckling
near the crown of the bud?

That's from sulfur gas emissions
near where it was grown.

Very impressive.

Did you guys know
that George Washington

and Thomas Jefferson
grew this stuff?

George Washington and Thomas
Jefferson grew marijuana?

Well, they both had
hemp plantations.

Marijuana is a product of hemp.

[Bolander] Wait, hold on,
hold on.

We're talking
this George Washington?

George Washington, yeah.

How do you think
he financed his campaigns?

By chopping down cherry trees
and posing for postage stamps?

The very foundation
of this country is hemp.

The early flags were sewn
from hemp.

The Declaration of Independence
is written on hemp.

Take a stroll in
the National Archives

and take a whiff.

That's not papyrus
you're smelling.

Munch, you know too much
about this.

Hey, Munch, is there anything
at this time

you wish to admit to statement?

Yes. I really love the way
Jimi Hendrix played

the "Star-Spangled Banner"
at Woodstock.

[dramatic music playing]

[Howard] You ready?

You come here ten minutes
before we go to court

and ask if we're ready?

- [Howard chuckles]
- Don't screw this up, okay?

[Danvers] How can I?
It came in pre-screwed.

I want to see
Idamae avenged.

Sure she was a user
and she slept with Johnson,

but she was a good mother
and she never hurt anybody
but herself.

Well, the evidence
we have connecting Pony Johnson

to the murder of Idamae Keene

is sufficient to get
a conviction, but not by much.

Since we don't have
a murder weapon,

a confession,
a motive, a witness.

A witness called William Lyness.

No.

The success of this case
rests on your testimony.

Your credibility.

Call Lyness to the stand.

He gave the bullets to Johnson
that killed Idamae.

The defense can ask William
if he sold cocaine for Johnson.

Yes. Does he own a. 38? Yes.

Is he a viable suspect himself?
Yes.

He's a loose cannon,
a leaky rowboat.

Rowboats don't
have cannons, Danvers.

William Lyness heard his own
mother being tortured and killed

in the exact same way by Johnson

on the exact same night that
Idamae was tortured and killed.

This case concerns only
the murder of Idamae Keene.

We cannot mention
Alexandra Lyness.

When you're on the stand, don't.

You are making a big mistake.

And when did you get
your law degree?

The medical examiner,
is he here yet?

- I think so.
- You think so?

What about Maggio
from the crime lab?

What about him?

I didn't think
you'd get to him today,

so I told him
he could go fishing.

No, I need him today.

All right, well,
let's give him a call.

- You got his number?
- No, please.

Both of you, go.

We just passed Dr. Scheiner
and Maggio in the hall.

- Why did you lie to him?
- [Felton] I don't know.

- Because I can.
- [Howard] Oh. [laughs]

Wow. Beautiful city.
Look at this.

All we gotta do
is go to the Chinese embassy

to ask what they know
about Lin Chang Wong's murder.

Any idea where you're going?

Yes. Will you look at this?

This is the cradle
of our nation.

I don't know why
I let you talk me into this.

[paper rustling]

Will you stop looking at that?
The map is too big anyway.

- Stop looking at the map.
- The car is too small.

You missed the Embassy Road
cutoff back there.

- I didn't miss the Embassy Road.
- It's the White House.

- We're looking for Embassy Road.
- We'll find Embassy Road.

[Meldrick] Look at this, man.
It's the Washington Monument.

- [Crosetti] Washington Monument.
- [Meldrick] See, this is not--

we're not-- this is wrong.

- I know a shortcut.
- You know a shortcut?

- Yes, relax.
- Relax?

See, this is the problem.

Whenever you tell me to relax,

that's my cue to not relax.

You know, I'm surprised, man.

The traffic
is not bad here at all.

I mean,
considering that this is midday,

it's Washington DC,
it's, like, a big city,

I don't think we're doing bad
for timing at all.

[Meldrick] What are you doing?
This is not the Chinese embassy.

This is a Chinese restaurant.

What are you doing?
Would you get back in the car?

- What are you doing?
- Oh, look at this.

- I can't believe I'm here.
- [Meldrick] Where?

This is-- Ah.

It's like being purified.

I can smell the electric--
I can smell it.

It smells like
a storm is coming on.

It smells like rain is coming.

- It smells like history.
- It smells like Chinese food.

Would you get
in the car, please?

This is the Surratt House.

This is the house
where Mary Surratt lived.

This is the house
where Mary Surratt's son

meets with John Wilkes Booth,

and they together conspire

the assassination
of President Lincoln.

This is 125 years later.

This is a car
from the city of Baltimore,

and we are 45 miles
from the city of Baltimore.

Would you get back in the car?

- Would you get back in the car?
- Meldrick...

Your Honor, I'd like to call
to the stand Dr. Scheiner,

the medical examiner
for the city of Baltimore.

I hate not being allowed
in the courtroom.

I hate only being
allowed in to testify.

[groans]
I hate being sequestered.

[Howard sighs]

That's because
you don't know how to pack.

Where did you get that from?

It's not just a TV.

It's a VCR.
It plays eight millimeter films.

I picked it up
at the property division auction

for unclaimed
stolen merchandise.

I also got a circular saw,

a gas grill,
and a rowing machine.

I'm telling you,
the place is a gold mine.

Best deals in town.

[Howard blows raspberry]

[indistinct chatter]

I think Danvers picked Scheiner
to put on the stand.

He's the least
dynamic coroner in town.

- Want a carrot stick?
- No.

[Howard groans]

- Want a juice?
- No.

- Celery?
- No, thanks, Beau.

- Want to watch Oprah?
- Will you stop?

What are you doing this weekend?

I don't know.

What about you?

I'm driving
my wife up to her hometown.

Oh, yeah? Where's she from?

Boring.

You're the one
who brought it up.

No, no, no, no.
Boring's the name of the town.

Boring, Maryland.

Your wife is from a place
called Boring?

And you wonder
why we're in counseling?

What do Boring people--

I mean, the people of Boring.

What do they do?

Well, they go to
the Boring firehouse

where the Boring PTA
has Boring bingo every night.

Every June, they have
the Boring gas engine show.

[Dr. Scheiner] Thank you.

[Howard]
And how's it going in there?

In more detail
than really would call for,

I told the jury how much
the victim really suffered.

Yeah? How did Johnson react?

He adjusted his crotch
and yawned.

That son of a bitch.

Just wait
till I get on the stand.

[Crosetti]
Is that Chinese for "embassy"?

[Meldrick] Mr. Dengshu?

[speaking in Chinese]

A lot about me
you don't know, Corsetti.

Mr. Dengshu,
my name is Detective Lewis.

This is Detective Corsetti.

We're with the Baltimore City
Police Department.

- Baltimore?
- Right.

What would
the Baltimore police want here?

That's great, you speak
beautiful English, sir.

I did graduate studies
at Ohio State.

Oh, I sure recognize
that Midwestern twang. [laughs]

We're here
about the apparent murder

of a Chinese national,
a student.

- In Baltimore?
- Right. At the university.

Found his body this morning.

A Chinese student
at the university?

His name is Lin Chang Wong.

We have reason to believe

that Mr. Wong
feared for his life.

I knew Wong.

We once had
a conversation in Beijing.

Would that have been
in Tiananmen Square, sir?

Yes.

He was at the end
of one bullhorn.

I was at the end of another.

A remarkable
and articulate young man.

Bullhorns are not very conducive
for a conversation,

especially at night
when the tanks are rolling.

Right.

Sir, do you have any idea

why someone would want to hurt
Lin Chang Wong?

I will offer odds

that someone in Wong's
own circle is the murderer.

Let me get this straight.

You're saying
that you or your government

have nothing to gain
by seeing Mr. Wong hurt?

And everything to lose.

Tiananmen Square
is a long time ago.

We are more interested
in our favored nation's status

than in one youth.

Uh-huh. All right.

Thank you very much.

- You're welcome.
- [speaking in Chinese]

[speaking in Chinese]

So you believe all that?

The only thing
I know about Chinese people

is from old Charlie Chan movies.

Yeah, he was played
by a white man.

- Have you seen Pembleton?
- [Munch] Not today.

I tried beeping him,
but he didn't respond.

Gee, on this drug killing,
we identified the guy in the van

as one Andros Erban.

He's a middleman for
a drug dealer named Elwin Jones,

aka Hendrick Hanson,
aka Chuck the Cellist.

Have you got anything
on this Charles Ganson guy?

We got an address in Dickeyville
and went down there.
The guy wasn't home.

Bolander's in Dickeyville now
interviewing Dickeyheads.

[dramatic music playing]

[bell ringing]

[knocking on door]

[id] Go away,
or I'll call the police.

I am the police, ma'am.

- I don't want to talk to you.
- It'll just take a minute.

I am not going to say
anything bad about Elwin Jones.

- No, I'm not.
- [Bolander] That's fine.

Is that because Elwin Jones
was a friend of yours?

That's right.

Wow.

He would...

kind of help you out
and carry up the groceries?

You've been watching me.

No, I haven't been watching you.

No, ma'am.

Hmm.

I'm just trying
to find out the truth

about something that happened.

I'm afraid the truth is

that your friend Elwin Jones
is a dangerous man.

He's not. He's just a child.

A sweet man-child.

Did you hear about the body

that was discovered
in Lincoln Park?

Yes.

You know what happened?

I heard some yelling
and I looked out the window.

And I saw Elwin...

holding a gun
to another man's head.

And then he left.

In the other man's van.

And that is all I know.

[thunder rumbling]

[door clicks closed]

Basic Instinct.
The uncut version.

[Danvers] Detective Cullen,
is this the knife you recovered

from the crime scene?

[Cullen] Yes, sir, it is.

We found the knife
on the bottom of the bed.

[indistinct]

[Danvers] Did the bloodstains
on the knife...

[door clicks closed]

Ow!

[grunts]

What do you say, we go back
to the Chinese Embassy,

see if we can get somebody
higher up the food chain?

Give me six bucks.

- Put it on your gas card.
- What?

Put it on your gas card.

I'm not putting it
on my gas card.

I'll never get reimbursement
from the city.

Put it on your gas card

and I'll verify that
you paid the 12 lousy bucks.

Come on, Meldrick, [indistinct],
give me the six bucks.

Come on, I pay taxes
in the city of Baltimore.
I know how it works.

You know,
I'm not going to go out
on a limb for the whole schmo.

- Give me the six bucks.
- The whole schmo?

[car horn honking]

Secret Service,
what the hell do they want?

Ah. Just as I expected.

The Federales.

Hey, what's up, fellas?

Somebody want to talk to us

about messing up a Mahjong game
or something?

So it's the usual nonsense.

Our office gets a call about
two men posing as detectives

harassing the personnel
of the Chinese Embassy.

Mr. Gruszynski,
we weren't harassing nobody.

It was all very civil, huh?

[Gruszynski] Well, you work
this circuit long enough,

you get to know
how fickle and hyper

some of these
diplomatic corps people are.

It doesn't matter what country.

They all get hair-balled

when people come around
on a homicide investigation.

I'm not going to romance you,
Detective Lewis,

but there isn't
the remotest possibility

that you or your partner here
are going to interview

anybody else
at the Chinese Embassy.

- So give it up.
- What are you saying?

We can't do our job?

I'm saying
don't waste your time.

We share reciprocal protection
with the Republic of China.

You know something.

Doesn't matter if I do.

We're not pursuing
an investigation.

[Meldrick] No,
you know who did it, don't you?

- Bayless, where's Pembleton?
- [Bayless] I don't know, Chief.

Don't say "I don't know."
He's your partner.

You should know
his every move [indistinct].

Like a lover, he should be
never far from your thoughts.

- And you thought I was poetic.
- I'm in no mood for sarcasm.

Captain Barnfather and
Colonel Granger wanna see him.

Okay.

How does it look

that I don't know
where one of my men is?

How does it look to the bosses

when Pembleton
doesn't check in with me?

I'll tell you.
It reflects badly on
my authority as Shift Commander.

Yeah, why do the bosses want
to talk to Pembleton, Chief?

[Munch]
The bosses are up to something.

Definitely,
they're up to something.

Munch, I don't care.

All I want to do--

all I want you to do,
is to find Pembleton.

And I will.

They put a pillow
around his head

like he was some kind of animal.

That's what
a friend of his told us.

- Yeah, Tam Chow?
- It's Tamryn Chow.

Tamryn Chow.

Tamryn Chow does not exist.

What are you talking
about she doesn't exist?

We talked to her.
She was at the crime scene.

That was our main interview.

[Gruszynski]
We know you talked to a woman.

But our records
don't list any Tamryn Chow.

We know that whoever she was,

boarded a plane from Montreal

ten minutes after
being interviewed by you guys.

Once in Montreal,
she got on an Air France flight,

which is now
somewhere over the Arctic,

on its way to Beijing, China.

[Meldrick] You're saying this
woman is the one who shot Wong?

[Gruszynski] I don't know,
but it seems kind of strange

she left the country so quickly,
doesn't it?

So you're saying
it wasn't anybody

from the Chinese embassy
here in DC, right?

[sighs] I don't know.

- You don't know?
- [Crosetti] You don't know.

All right, so this woman,

she knows we're going
to find out eventually,

that she's not
who she says she is.

- [Gruszynski] Yes.
- All right.

Let's hope-- All right, let's--

all right, say--

say I want
to contact you tomorrow.

- Say I wanna call Gr-- Cr--
- [Gruszynski] Gruszynski.

Gruszynski. I call here.

I call here and I say,

"I'd like to speak
to Agent Gruszynski."

Is there going to be
an Agent Gruszynski tomorrow?

I hope so.

Whether it's me or not,

who can tell?

I'm kidding,
I'll be here tomorrow.

Now, is there some place
you'd especially like to go

while you're here
visiting the capital?

Great, now he's going
to be our tour guide.

- You serious?
- [Gruszynski] Yeah.

There's a place I'd like to see.

Let's do it.

[Howard]
My partner and I arrived

to find Mrs. Keene
lying on her back.

She'd been pronounced dead
at 4:40.

Was there a sign
of forced entry?

No, as a matter of fact,

the burglar alarm
had been turned off.

- Which tells you?
- She knew her attacker.

[Russom] Objection.
Calls for speculation.

Judge Madden, Detective Howard

is a decorated
homicide investigator.

She's been
the primary on 50 cases,

involved in 100 others.

Her powers of speculation are
a little more than valid here.

Overruled.

What else makes you think

that Mrs. Keene
knew the attacker?

Her clothes were in a neat pile,

as if she had undressed
while standing.

Undressed?

- For her lover?
- [Howard] Yes.

Mrs. Keene was first attacked
while lying on her back in bed.

There's knife scratches
on the headboard that prove it.

Your Honor, can we let the jury
determine what proves what here?

Yes.

Detective,
stop swerving in your lane.

[Howard] Sorry.

[Danvers] No further questions.

However, I do wish
to recall the detective later.

Mr. Russom, cross-examination.

The--

the victim was stabbed
how many times?

Several dozen.

You don't know
the number exactly?

Several dozen.

- The victim was also shot once.
- [Howard] Yes.

Well, at least
you're sure about that, huh?

Was the apartment tidy?

[Howard] Yes, very well kept.

[Russom] A laboratory technician
discovered human hair

in the sheets on the bed.

Were they ever checked to see if
they belonged to someone else?

You can't tell from a hair
who it belonged to.

Well, can you at least determine

if they come from a Black person
or a white person?

Yes, but you can't go
much farther.

So the hairs that were recovered

were never compared
to anyone else's?

That doesn't sound
very thorough.

- Objection.
- [Judge Madden] Sustained.

Was the victim a smoker?

I don't know.

- You don't know.
- [Howard clears throat]

These cigarettes that
were recovered at the scene,

did it occur to you to find out
if the victim was a smoker?

Or if Mr. Johnson smoked?

Or perhaps
the cigarettes belonged

to someone else entirely,
like the real murderer?

- Objection.
- [Judge Madden] Sustained.

For the record,
Mr. Johnson does not smoke.

One last question, Detective.

The victim
was pronounced at 4:40.

What is
the estimated time of death?

Rigor mortis was fully set.

The blood underneath
the victim's head

was dry, coagulated.

It seemed to me she'd been dead
for at least 24 hours.

- No, I-- No, not. No.
- 24 hours?

So, in your expert opinion,
the murder took place...

- I'm sorry, I take that back.
- ...at 5:00 p.m.
the previous day.

- I'm sorry.
- Not around midnight.

I got confused.

I meant to say less than--
at least 12 hours.

You get confused a lot,
don't you, miss?

No further questions.

[gavel thudding]

[Judge Madden]
Court will recess for one hour.

[dramatic music playing]

Kay, you made one little slip
about the time of death,

but you corrected immediately.

Stop beating
yourself up about it.

You heard Danvers this morning.

The entire case
rests on the jury

being able to believe
our word over Johnson's.

- Hey, Ed, listen, I am so sorry.
- It's okay.

- No, it's not okay.
- It's okay.

- It's not okay.
- It's okay, Kay.

- Are you stuttering?
- Just stay out of this.

Look, the damage is fixable.

Russom's clearly going to go

for the "shoddy
police work" defense.

I'm going to call LaToya Kennedy
to the stand after lunch.

Try to poke some holes
in Johnson's alibi.

But you'll put me back
on the stand, right?

- Maybe.
- Maybe.

- Got a gun?
- Always.

Put me out of my misery,
would you?

[mimics gunshot]

[Bayliss] Hey, Gee,
look who popped up.

There you are.

I'm sorry
my esteemed lieutenant.

I was out
working on the Lilly case.

I don't care.

Go up
to Colonel Granger's office.

Now.

Yes, sir.

Trials and tribulations
of the civilized world.

Hey, Gee, you want
this last cruller?

[Giardello] Yes.

You want the whole cruller?

- I'll split it with you.
- All right.

- Hey.
- [Bayliss] Oh, Munch.

I always knew you were
a closet smokehound.

You know, I'm going
to change my hair or something,

get a bigger badge,
maybe a tattoo.

What's the matter?

[Munch] Because
I don't think I'm projecting
the proper cop aura.

I was parking my car.

No offense,
but I was parking my car,

this 20-year-old guy
comes running by,

looks at me,
and throws me his dope.

And then, like,
a few seconds later,

a squad car comes by
chasing him.

You know, this guy just,
like, scoped me up,

thought I was John Q. Moron,
and he tosses me his dope.

Why don't you tell me
why that kid tossed you

a bag of dope?

I don't know.
Maybe I don't look like a cop.

Maybe I got the kind of face
he could trust.

- No, you don't.
- [laughter]

- You catch the kid?
- He's dead.

He pulled out a. 38
and my partner had to shoot him.

[Munch] Well, that's great.
Another homicide.

Half the killings
in this city are from drugs

and drug-related murders.

You know, if you cut out that,
if you legalized drugs,

the killings
would stop overnight.

You legalize drugs,

this city will drown, pal.

Yeah, like prohibition
really worked.

This war on drugs should take
a hint from the past.

The war on drugs?
Come on, give me a break, huh?

It's more like a pea shoot.

We spent $61 billion
kicking Saddam out of Kuwait.

We spent $11 million
fighting drugs.

[Munch] I don't know,
if coke and heroin were a tax,

maybe we could pay off
the national debt.

[laughs] Oh, yeah.

Yeah, why let the mafia
make all the money, huh?

Why don't we get
the government involved, too?

Get them into extortion
and loan sharking.

You mean you're not now?

Well, what if we took
the revenue from sales

and we created rehab clinics,
educational programs?

The government
can't even deliver the mail.

You know that as well as I do.

Now you want them
doling out grams and joints

- with some kind of integrity?
- I'll tell you something.

There's more deaths from
a year of legalized smoking

than from ten years
of illegal drugs.

Oh, man.
That is my point exactly.

Tobacco and alcohol are legal.

They're drugs,
and when they're abused,
they kill.

Yeah, well, we don't get
a whole lot of street killings

over a Marlboro Light.

I mean, it happens,
but it's very rare.

You're gonna
drive yourself crazy.

- No, I'm not.
- You're gonna drive me crazy.

I just want to know
what's going on in there.

He's had LaToya Kennedy
on the stand for over an hour.

It's hard, working a case.

And when it goes to trial,
we get sent to the showers.

Yeah, well,
I haven't lost a case yet

that went to jury trial,

and I sure as hell
don't want to lose this one.

Don't worry about it.
Danvers will get Pony.

Danvers is the best
State Attorney in--

in the state.

Danvers never listens
to my advice.

He listens, he evaluates,

and then he argues
the case his way.

Yeah, he's fair, I guess.

Preps hard.

His closing arguments
are very persuasive,

sometimes even moving.

Sure, he bitches and moans,
but he's a fighter, you know?

He hates to lose.

You know,
it's more than that, though.

He... [chuckles]

...doesn't like to see
a guilty man go free.

- You are smitten.
- What?

With Danvers.

No, no, no,
it's a classic syndrome.

[Howard groans]

You both hiss at each other,

but underneath, you're both
fighting intense sexual desires.

Will you stop?

Look at how dressed up
you got today.

Yeah, I wanted
to make a good impression.

- On Danvers.
- On the jury.

Kay, you're gonna have to learn
to face your inner passions.

- I am not in love
with Ed Danvers.
- [door clicks closed]

Oh, man.

Uh, I'm gonna call you again
in about ten minutes.

Oh, so,
and then I'll be finished.

I can sit
in the courtroom, right?

Yeah. Oh, listen.

Remember, you can't mention
Alexandra Lyness

unless Russom leads you to it,
so be careful.

And when you take the stand,

watch out
for the blood on the floor.

Blood?

LaToya Kennedy, the girlfriend.

I killed her. I destroyed her.

I shoved her head first with
a high-speed blender of justice,

pureed Johnson's alibi.

Sometimes you're good,
sometimes you're lucky.

Today, damn it, I was both.

What?

[laughs]

[Granger] Detective Pembleton, welcome.

- Sit down.
- Thank you, sir.

Can we get you
a beverage, coffee?

No, thank you, sir.

If I may speak frankly,
I feel as though

I'm about to be disciplined
or perhaps fired.

- [both chuckling]
- [Granger] No, no, not at all.

Frank, we've called you here

on a matter
of the utmost importance.

And delicacy.

Don't discuss what
we're about to say with anyone,

especially Lieutenant Giardello.

Why especially the lieutenant?

We understand
that we're putting you

in a potentially
awkward situation,

but necessity demands.

- Just trust us, okay?
- [Pembleton] Okay.

As you know,
we're in the process

of reorganizing
the Homicide Unit

in order to increase
efficiency, credibility.

- Morale.
- Yes, morale.

- Are you with us?
- Sure.

- Morale's been down lately.
- [Barnfather] Mm-hmm.

And the recent retirement
of Jim Scinta

as the commander
of the other shift

gives us an opportunity
to shake the second floor up.

[Granger]
Ever since you joined the unit,

your performance evaluations
have been exemplary.

Your investigative work has
been consistently outstanding.

Well, I don't know.

My last case
was Jake the Bleachdog.

I wouldn't call that
"outstanding."

More like pathetic.

[Granger] Your swift capture
of his killer, though,

saved this department
much embarrassment.

[Barnfather] Which is why
we'd like to place your name

on a very short list
of people to replace Scinta.

What?

[Barnfather] We want you
to work alongside Giardello

as the other
Commander of Homicide.

- Well...
- Think about it.

Oh, yes. Yes, thank you, sir.

Yes.

We have established
that the defendant

got the wadcutter bullets

from William Lyness
the night of the murder.

The car Mr. Johnson drives
matches the one

seen outside of Mrs. Keene's
apartment that night.

And in the trunk of that car

were the same wadcutter bullets
used to kill her.

[Danvers] Thank you,
Detective Howard.

Detective, given the fact
that two very different weapons,

a gun and a knife,
were used to kill the victim,

isn't it probable that she was
killed by two different people?

- [Howard] No.
- Oh, come on, Detective.

Have you ever had a case
where a victim was killed

by a knife wound and a gun wound

and there was
only one perpetrator?

- [Howard] Yes.
- [Russom] How many cases?

Name one. Name it.

We have indications
in the death of Alexandra Lyness

that there was
only one murderer.

Your Honor,
I should ask for a mistrial.

The Lyness case
is off-limits here.

You're the one
who asked the question.

Yeah, well,
I wasn't expecting that answer.

A good attorney
never asks a question

he doesn't know the answer to.

Now, what's your request?

What do you want me to do?

Yeah, well, I don't know.

No further questions.

[Judge Madden]
You may step down, Detective.

Hey, Gee.

So?

So what?

So what did
Barnfather and Granger

need to speak to you about?

Oh, they're gonna start

another recruitment program
for minorities.

They wanted me to look
at some posters, brochures.

I guess they consider me
a [indistinct]

given I'm such
a hip cat, you know?

- That's it?
- Yeah.

- And that's all?
- Yeah.

There was no other reason.

You don't want to take me
in the box and interrogate me?

Not yet.

First I gotta figure out
why you're lying to me.

[Pembleton chuckles]

[door creaks open]

The jury's coming back.

That was fast.

Is that good or bad?
I can't remember.

Of course it's good.
We can go eat dinner soon.

[gavel thudding]

[Judge Madden]
Will the defendant

please rise and face the jury?

Mr. Foreman, please stand.

How do you find the defendant,
Aloysius Johnson,

not guilty or guilty?

Guilty.

[indistinct chatter]

[Howard chuckles]

So they carry
Lincoln's body out here,

and they bring him
to that-- Whoa!

You actually got the clout

to get in these places
whenever you want, huh?

Yeah, I can get into museums.

But I can't fix a traffic ticket
to save my life.

Hey, you know,
I heard about, uh...

There's a stage door where
John Wilkes Booth runs out of.

Where's the stage door?

You know, originally,
the Secret Service was in charge

of hunting down counterfeiters.

When Lincoln died,
everything changed.

Yeah, well,
Booth was gonna shoot Lincoln

whether the Secret Service
was invented yet or not.

The Secret Service
is the best at what it does,

better than any other agency
in any other country.

I got one word for you.

Dallas.

We had warned the local cops

about the parade route
and the threats.

Sorry, you know, I'm wondering,

do they cordon off
the area to find--

I mean, have you read
about what happened?

What happened at the...

You guys must think I'm crazy.

I'm sorry,
I'm excited I'm here, you know?

Why don't I buy you dinner?

Take it over
to the White House Mess.

Nah, we gotta get back.

What are you talking about?
I'm hungry.

I'd like to go
to the White House.

Yeah, take advantage
of being out of Baltimore.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- Washington's a beautiful city.

Washington has
the highest capital murder rate

in the country.

Well, Baltimore leads
the country in cancer deaths.

- We got the National Aquarium.
- We got the Kennedy Center.

Lincoln Memorial. Smithsonian.

- And we got the Orioles.
- We have the Redskins.

- I rest my case.
- Gentlemen, gentlemen.

Yours is a good city.
Yours is a good city.

Let's call a truce.

Detective Lewis, in Baltimore,

murder is wrong,
the bad guys get punished.

But none of the prevailing rules
of law and decency

pertain to Washington.

The stakes are too high.

Well, if I can just quote
the man who got shot

in that building right there,

it's supposed to be,
"Of, by, and for the people,"

not for some of the people.

The myth of being
a Secret Service agent

is that we die for the people,
but we don't.

If we take a bullet,
it's for the institution.

No politician's worth my life.

If I'm gonna die,
it's for my country,

not for those bastards.

You know, Gruszynski,
you're more full of crap

than a stadium toilet.

Wong was flat-out murdered.

Somebody put a bag
over his head,

somebody shot him
in the back of the head,

and somebody held him down
while they did it.

Now, if you don't see
the wrong in that,

maybe you're dying
for the wrong country.

I guess

we're not gonna be having dinner
at the White House.

Thanks.

I can see you buying me several
malt beverages and a steak.

I can hear, "Yes, it's gloating.

It's definitely
trash talk time."

Beer and beef maybe,

but I'm not patting myself
on the back tonight.

Detective Howard.

Kay.

I was wondering if I could
buy you dinner tonight.

Oh, that's sweet of you, Ed,

but Beau and I
already made plans.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
You guys go ahead.

I need my sleep tonight.

I'm going to visit
the in-laws tomorrow.

Takes a lot of energy
to get to Boring.

Well, great.
How's Hampton's then?

Oh, no, I'm not dressed
for Hampton's.

You look terrific.

Listen, I'll go up to my office,

I'll see you in the lobby
in ten minutes, all right?

All right.

Careful, Howie, you may want
to strip off his legal briefs.

Would you stop?

Ready for
the ceremonial eye screw?

He was no fun.

Got a date with Ed?

"I'm not in love
with Ed Danvers."

I'm not in love with Ed Danvers.

I'm having dinner
with Ed Danvers.

You're stuck in there, huh?
Like, you're stuck on Danvers.

All right, [indistinct].

- Mary?
- Hmm?

- Mary?
- Yeah?

We can't afford this place.

We can, on special occasions.

This is a special occasion.

And if you take this promotion,

we could have
a lot more special occasions.

Well, I have to admit, the bump
in salary would be nice.

Mm, it'd be nice
to get the roof fixed.

So what are you going to have?

Oh, I guess that means we're not
going to talk about it anymore.

Cold water lobster tails
stuffed with imperial crab.

Frank.

What?

Don't take the job
because of the money.

Take the job because of the job.

This is an enormous honor
that's been offered to you.

A detective, as young
as you are, a man of color.

Think of the good you could do
getting things done your way.

Mary, you and I,

we'd be together
even less than we are now.

We'll make it work.

The question is,
do you want this job?

[Munch] No, this is great.

The murder's
finally in the house,

and we got to wait for backup.

[Bolander]
I'm worried about you, Munch.

[Munch] Oh, yeah?

All this pro-drug stuff
you've been spewing up.

I mean, what is that?

Theoretical opinions,

or am I hearing
a cry for help here?

Stanley, you ever been high?

- Be serious.
- I am.

There's a reason
it's called "high."

For some people,
it lifts them up and out

of whatever low-rent, depraved
hopelessness they're stuck in.

It is a short respite
from reality,

from the stone-cold reality

that they live
in a racist country

run by bigoted old white guys

who won't give them
a break on education

and then bitch
when they go on welfare

because they can't find a job.

So we're supposed
to let them do drugs

because they're
feeling depressed?

All I'm saying is, if I had
to wake up to that every day,

I'd hang naked from Shot Tower
just to spite the tourists.

Yadda, yadda, yadda, yadda.
So you get high?

- Do you smoke pot?
- I don't have to answer that.

Nurse, can I have
a cup over here?

I want to test this man's urine.
Here we go.

[engine rumbling]

- Where's the guy from narcotics?
- He's out on another call.

You know, this is
a dope dealer's house.

There's gonna be
a ton of drugs in there.

I don't want to be the one
to submit that stuff

- to Evidence Control.
- [officer] Why?

Because it's a pain
in the paperwork.

Why don't you cut these lights?

I knew this would happen.

Well, narcotics won't be
available for an hour or so.

All right, that means
one of you two guys

is gonna have to take the stuff

and submit it
to Evidence Control, okay?

Let's not find any then.

Munch, we're gonna have
to pick it up

because we might need
something on this guy, okay?

All right, I'll take the dope.

I got to run
by headquarters anyway.

- Which house is it?
- That one.

Get to the wall!

Get to the wall,
or I'll blow your head off!

Move and your brains
are on the floor!

If that bad boy goes off,

we'll be writing reports
well into our twilight years.

I'm sure Mr. Jones here
wishes to cooperate.

Why don't you cuff him?

[calm music playing]

[Pembleton] That sign.

City Pier Broadway.

I never noticed it before.

I guess I never
came out this far before.

[Giardello]
This used to be a ballroom.

A big, beautiful ballroom

with a huge chandelier
and a full orchestra.

My parents had
their wedding reception here.

The city needed the space,

they took the chandeliers down
and cut the room into pieces.

They changed it
into something else

for the better, I guess.

Sitting in my office
late at night...

I think sometimes
I hear the orchestra.

Gee.

I lied to you earlier.

Uh-huh.

The bosses offered me
acting shift commander.

I know.

How'd you find out?

They told me.

They told me
specifically not to tell you.

This is the kind of games
they play.

Are you gonna take the job?

You know, Gee, I never see you
out on the street

unless it's a red ball
or crisis.

You never investigate cases.

You sit behind a desk,
shuffling papers,

balancing budgets,
fending off the bosses,

playing kindergarten teacher
to Felton, Munch, Crosetti--

- You.
- Yeah, me too.

You got a crappy job, Gee.

I don't want any part of it.

You know, I can't stand
being in this guard room
even when I'm supposed to be.

I know.

I'm sorry I lied to you.

Yeah.

Me too.

[Munch] Only in Charm City,

around the corner
of Pickwick and Wetheredsville.

What the hell
kind of name is that?

- Wetheredsville-
- Who thinks up
these street names anyway?

It was to honor John Wethered,

who owned a cotton mill
in that area.

And he made all this money,

it is said,
that by selling communal clothes

to both the Confederates
and the Yankees.

- [Munch] Guess what?
- What?

That was a rhetorical question.

Hey, you can't touch me
because I almost had dinner
at the White House, right?

- [Meldrick] That's true.
- [Munch] Keyword, "almost."

- Hey, hey, hey.
- Hey, guys.

- Mind if I join you?
- [indistinct].

Pembleton, you've never
come in here before.

You've never even had
a drink with us.

Yeah, I know.

- So, get out.
- [laughter]

- Come on, cop squad.
- I appreciate it.

[Meldrick] Okay,
so what's this that I heard

about a certain conversation

about a certain
homicide detective

being promoted
to shift commander, huh?

Well, fortunately,

I don't believe
in rumors and such.

And such?

Pembleton,
let me ask you something.

Are you familiar
with "The last man in"

theory of the universe?

- The last man in...
- Come on, Pembleton.

- Come on.
- ...pays!

[all shouting]

Good answer, good answer!

Next round's on you.

I don't know
you say something like that.

- Because we're murder police.
- We're erudite.

We're the height
of subtlety around here.

We are.

- I guess.
- Oh, man.

♪ Farewell and adieu to you
all,
Spanish ladies ♪

♪ Farewell and adieu,
To the ladies of Spain ♪

♪ Spain, Spain, Spain ♪

[laughs]

[theme song playing]