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[siren wailing]

[officer] Hey, Kellerman, congratulations.

[Kellerman] Hey, Ingram.

Oh, Detective Kellerman.
It's a wonderful morning, huh?

- Where's it at?
- Pardon me?

I wasn't asking
for the front page,

but I'm not even
in the Maryland section?

I have no clue
as to what you're getting at.

A retraction.

Connelly, Goodman and Pires,
they're front page.

- They were indicted.
- Well, where am I?

- Where does it say
that I wasn't?
- It doesn't?

- Hey!
- There's not one line.

Now, I'm good enough
for headlines

for the last four months,
and now what, huh?

I mean, you're quoted
all over the page

about nailing down
the indictments.

What would it have cost you
just to say that I wasn't?

People get indicted
or arrested every single day.

It gets reported.

And somewhere along the way,
charges are dropped
against them,

and they never get a retraction.

Why should you be
any different, huh?

Because I'm a cop.

Let it go, Kellerman, all right?

You know, this doesn't square.

Which way
would you want it, huh?

In the headlines,
like your old partners, or here?

What would've been such a bitch
just to do a couple of
lines on my story, huh?

[theme music playing]

[male voice] Homicide.

Driving into work today,
I heard this story on the radio

about some guy
they found dead in Oregon,

in the middle of nowhere,
out in some burned-out
section of forest.

The guy is found
wearing a diving suit.

Hold on.

A guy in the middle of a forest,
dead, in a scuba gear?

Wet suit, mask, tanks,
regulator, the whole McGillen.

Dead in the middle of nowhere?

The speculation is,

he was out on some lake
practicing his dives,

and one of those
firefighting tanker planes

dips down over him,
scoops him up with the water,

and drops him down
in the middle
of some forest fire.

I mean, one second
the guy's in the water
having fun,

cool as a cold [indistinct],

next thing he knows,
he goes crashing down

into the middle
of some towering inferno.

I mean, what do you suppose is
going through that guy's head?

- What's your point?
- My point?

I heard this on the radio.

[scoffs] And this has
something to do with me?

You?
I was just telling you
what I heard, Kay.

- [laughs] You're always
doing this.
- [Munch] What?

You come out
with some crazy story,
you got no point.

So what's your point? Huh?

[Kellerman sighing]

[Lewis] Hey, Mikey.

And the bear says
to the guy...

"You didn't come here
to hunt, did you?"

- What?
- The joke you're always telling.

That's the punchline, right?

Yeah, but it's about the setup.

Right, I know
it's about the setup.

I was just making sure
I got the punchline right.

[Lewis] Oh, yeah,
you got the punchline right.

Congratulations,
Detective Kellerman,
on you being vindicated.

- [scoffs] Yeah, right.
- No, really.

I mean, you get chewed up,
spit out by the system,

all in the same breath,
and all without a hair
out of place.

Congratulations.

Well, we'll compare hairspray
someday, Brodie, all right?

Hey, Mike.
You got to come
to the bar tonight.

We didn't do enough partying
to celebrate that you got off.

I mean, you had one drink
and you were out the door.

We've got
serious imbibing to do.

No, it's okay.
One night was enough for me.

You know, the Aztecs
would go on a six-day binge

- to celebrate their good luck.
- That's not true.

Okay, but could you just buy
into the bit this one time?

Yeah, dinner, drinks.

You need
some serious relaxation time.

Detective Kellerman,
back in the saddle.

That's right. Um, hey, Gee.

I-- I know what you did for me,

and I just want to say
that, uh, I appreciated it.

What? [sighs]

Well, I heard you tried
to get things straight for me.

Well, what did I get you?

Well, you tried.

But, um, listen, uh,

next time
don't rabbi for me, okay?

There won't be a next time,
Detective Kellerman.

- How you doing?
- Hey. Good.

So, what's with the hat?

I always wear this hat.

Oh, shave your head?

Yeah.

- You shaved your head.
- Yeah.

Why'd you do that?

I don't know.

[Bayliss sighs]

Yesterday, when I was, uh...

telling you
about when I was a kid...

Yeah?

I don't know, I don't know why
I said the things that I said.

- You were having a bad day.
- [Bayliss] Yeah. Yeah, I was.

- Still want to be
partners, right?
- No.

Uh-uh, I meant that.

[somber music plays]

We have a shooting
up on 15th and Pennsylvania.

That's you, Mike.

Oh, looks like you're right.

- What was that, 15th and what?
- Pennsylvania.

[Kellerman] Hey, we got a call,
are you ready?

You ready?

Hey, hey, I'll get my coat.

Hey, Detective Kellerman,
how you doing?

- What?
- You all right?

Yeah, you bet.

Oh, yeah, I bet on you now.

You outslicked us all.

Hey, just between you and me,
how much did you get?

You can level with me,
how much you take off
the Rolands?

Come on.

Where there's smoke,
there's fire.

[laughs] No pun intended.

- What's the pun?
- You know what?

I got millions.

Okay, I understand,
you don't want to discuss it

in front of your partner.

Hey, uh, Captain.
We'll have a drink later.

We can talk about it then,
all right?

I've never looked more forward
to a drink in my life.

Come on, Mikey.

[officers gasping]

[tense music plays]

[woman] Right, move down.

[tires screeching]

[Lewis] You're not going to let
Gaffney get to you, huh?

Come on, talk to me.
You can't let a numbskull
like that get to you, man.

He's a twink. He's a twink.

He gets a charge
out of dumping
on people like you.

Don't let him play this.

I'm all right.

Yeah, you're damn right,
you're all right.

Okay, so just shut up about it.

I say I'm all right,
I'm all right.

Just drive the car.

- I'm all right.
- No, you're not all right.

You're an idiot, man.

You're an idiot for letting
Gaffney jack you up like that.

[sighing]

We should've waited
for Brodie, huh?

[*]

[officer] Detective Lewis,
Detective Kellerman.

- Let's go over here,
come on, come on now.
- [officer] Just go by, please.

We have a victim,
Tomo Roh, 62 years old.

- [Kellerman] Tomo Roh?
- [siren wailing]

His wife and son are inside,
they saw the shooting.

- [Lewis] Hey, Doc.
- Hey, Kellerman, Lewis.

[Kellerman whistling]

What we have here
is three shots to the back,

two to the right leg,
one to the right hand.

This guy was massacred.

- Can you get me a clean bullet?
- [Cox] Yeah, I'll do my best.

How you doing, Kellerman?

I'm having a peach of a day.

What did you do to your foot?

I tripped over my dog
in my living room.

[Lewis] Well,
he's still got his wallet.

- Still got his keys.
- [Cox] His watch, too.

[Kellerman]
Cash is still in the till.

I guess this ain't
your ordinary, everyday robbery.

No. Where's the wife?

In the back there.

- I'm going to take the family.
- [shutter clicking]

Okay, I'll go work the street.

Mrs. Roh, Mr. Roh,
I'm Detective Kellerman.

Call me Ben.
My father's Mr. Roh.

I need to ask
you a few questions,

which might help us
find the guy who did this.

Did you see anything
prior to the shooting?

- No.
- I was here in the store
when I heard the gunshots.

When I went outside,
I saw a man,

a Black man running
halfway down the alley.

Blue jeans,
black jacket, short, fat.

Was your husband having trouble

with some of the neighborhood
chuckle-heads?

Mr. Roh, he was a good guy.

He used to sell them
single cigarettes, so,

he was all right by me,
you know what I'm saying?

He got along with everybody?

He used to take groceries
up to my grandmother,

right up
until the time she died.

Detective, my father
was the strongest man I know.

He served in the Korean War.

He believed
in an order for things.

[Mrs. Roh] We've been
at this store for over 20 years.

It was the change
in the neighborhood

my husband did not like...

so he fought back.

Change?

This used to be
a decent place to live.

He didn't like
the kids slinging drugs

that hang outside his store,
but who would?

So he was just trying to chase
them boys off the corner, huh?

Yeah.

And they laughed,
called him an old man.

He went outside
and started chasing the dealers?

He-- he was just trying
to protect us.

[chuckles]
Damnedest thing I ever saw.

Little old man
chasing them bad boys.

Man, you should have seen it
when that old Chink came
running out that store,

waving that gun,
all them operators went crazy.

[Lewis] Chink?

You know what I mean.

[Lewis] You called him Chink?

He called us niggers.

My father was
a man of principle, Detective.

He was not afraid to fight.

Well, he chose one
that got him killed.

He did.

- Luther Mahoney.
- Don't.

- What?
- Luther Mahoney.

He had a fight
with Luther Mahoney?

Last Thursday,
my father chases away
the boys out in front.

The next day,
Luther Mahoney comes
to the store.

- Luther Mahoney came here?
- Yes.

My dad and I weren't around.

But you were? What happened?

He told my mother to tell my dad
to leave the boys alone.

But he was very polite.

No, he frightened you.

But it's okay,
you don't have to be scared.

[*]

When Tomo came back,

I told him
what Luther Mahoney said.

Tomo went crazy.

He went to the youth center
to talk to Luther Mahoney.

My husband
was not a wealthy man,

but he was always
a man of honor.

[Lewis] Poor fella.

Most everybody I talked to
said this Mr. Roh was
a pretty decent guy,

you telling me
you had a problem with him?

These Koreans,
they got a monopoly.

You know,
they're always tacking on
99 cents to everything.

[Kellerman] 99 cents, huh?

Yo, ain't you that cop
who's been in the news?

What?

The one who took that money.
Thought I recognized you.

What's your problem?

You know, I ain't talking
to you no more, man.

[crowd chattering]

[toy gun popping]

[*]

This as clean as you got?

Well, yeah.
All the others are mutilated.

Pancaked on impact
with bone and muscle.

[Lewis] Hollow-point rounds.

And I cut this
out of his leg, too.
This is 150-grain.

Well, it sounds like a .38.

Yeah, there was
some fragmentation on impact,

lost some weight.

And what else you got?

There's nothing else to get.

Whoever killed Mr. Roh shot him
three times in the back,

three shots back to front,
vaporized his heart.

[Kellerman scoffs]

- Some honor, huh?
- [Lewis] What?

His family, they said
that he was a man of honor.

[staffer] There we go.

- Bianculli.
- What?

[Pembleton]
The Bianculli case last year,
the stabbing up on the block.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
in the topless joint.

Right.
The, uh, bouncer we interviewed,
what was his name?

- It's not in the file?
- [Pembleton] Can't find it.

Oh, man. Don't you remember?

- No. You?
- No.

Now, I was following
some lead on this bouncer

right before the stroke, um--

Bianculli, Bianculli...

- Oh, that was a long time ago.
- [Pembleton] Yep.

Well, if I think of anything,
I'll give you a holler.

You got anything
on the Roh case?

We just got back
from talking with Julianna.

Julianna? What, are you
on a first-name basis now?

Well, Bayliss calls her
Julianna. So does Meldrick.

No, I don't.

So the victim took
three shots to the heart.

- Hollow points.
- That's brutal.

[Kellerman] We haven't recovered
the murder weapon.

Suspects?

This Tomo Roh had a run-in
with Luther Mahoney.

Oh, my God.

We can't prove anything,
other than the fact

that Luther went to the store
and talked to the wife.

Go have a conversation
with the illustrious
Luther Mahoney, huh?

- [Lewis] I'm going to put
a bullet in his brain.
- Hey, that's a thought.

- I'm going to take a leak.
- I'll be in the car
[indistinct].

[sighs] Oh, hey, Mike, uh--

Listen, I just wanted to
tell you that you shouldn't,

you know,
let Gaffney get to you.

Yeah, thanks.

Does the name Keenan
mean anything to you?

The bouncer, uh-- Lloyd?

Right, Lloyd Keenan,
I just called the Metropole.

Oh, yeah, I remember that place.
That was a raunchy joint.

Were you busy?

You know something,
I'm worried about Kellerman.

[Pembleton]
Well, Kellerman's a big boy.

I don't know. I don't know.
He's showing a lot of
wear and tear.

Well, if he can survive
the Fed, the press
and the Grand Jury,

I'm sure he can handle Gaffney.

- No, it's not just Gaffney.
- Whatever.

You want to ride with me,
and talk to this
Lloyd Keenan guy?

[sighs] I'd like to,
but, uh, as you can see,

like, I got a ton of work
I gotta get through.

Okay?

[Bayliss sighing]

- He was a war hero.
- There are no heroes in war.

Just those lucky enough
to walk away from them alive.

The guy wasn't a saint,
but he stood up
for what he believed in.

I mean, chasing
the dealers off the corner?

Now, a guy like that,
who respects that today?

Huh?

But you see, when you die, John,

all you have left
is how you lived and your name.

They vaporized his heart.

Mike, I got three ex-wives
who'd love to vaporize my ass.

Is that supposed to be funny?

Where the hell is Meldrick, huh?

Hey, I'm just trying to
lighten things up around here,

I mean,
that's all I'm trying to--

[Brodie] Bayliss.

- Bayliss?
- What?

[Brodie]
Say, Bayliss, do you think
I'm hard to live with?

Oh, my--
Why are you asking me that?

Well, you kicked me
out of your apartment.

You must have
some opinion of me.

Well, I kicked you
out of the apartment,

because our morning
personalities don't mesh.

I like to-- to read
the cereal box in the morning,

you like to debate
German philosophy.

So does that mean
I'm not hard to live with, then?

No, no.
Everybody's hard to live with.

The best thing to do is
to approach it like a partner.

You see, you, uh, you get--

you get someone who's
the least aggravating to you.

But Pembleton--

Detective Pembleton,
aggravates you like crazy.

Yeah.

Well, as roommates,

you just gotta hope
for the best.

What happens
if you get the worst?

I don't know. Live alone.

What, is it prom night
tonight, buddy?

Luther Mahoney!

Luther!

What do I owe this
unannounced pleasure, gentlemen?

[whoops] That's some badass tux!

[Mahoney chuckles] You like?

I guess you didn't get
that in Mondawmin Mall, huh?

E. Bannister.
Let me give you his number.

[Kellerman] Dinner plans?

Uh, charity fundraiser
for disadvantaged youth.

- $500 a plate.
- A plate?

Got to do your bit
to keep them youths

off the savage streets,
huh, my brother?

Just doing my part.

If I don't get out of here now,
I'm going to be late.

[Lewis] Come here, come here.

- Stay.
- Cool.

You have two minutes.

Why'd you kill Tomo Roh?

Pardon?

Korean shopkeeper up there
in Pennsylvania and 15th?

Tomo Roh?

Yeah, nice old guy.

He's got
a produce store on the corner.

[Mahoney] Hmm.

Oh, the man who chased home
a group of young people

coming home
from school one afternoon,
with a gun.

No, that's not what we heard.

Well, anyone will tell you
what you want to hear.

I'm telling you what is.

What we hear is that he chased

some of your workers
off the corner.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

Well, from my recollection,

one of the young men
who frequents the center came by

and told me
about the shooting incident.

Someone could've been killed.

There were young
children all around,

so I just responded
as a concerned citizen.

- [Lewis scoffs]
- You went to the store
and you threatened his wife.

No, I asked her

to ask her husband
not to fire his gun

where so many young people were.

We've got enough murders
in this city.

And then I filed a complaint.

[scoffs]
Sorry, so you filed a complaint?

[Mahoney]
Two of Baltimore's finest
came out, wrote up a report.

- Which two?
- I never did catch their names.

Tomo Roh was a hero.

You call a man who fires a gun
around children a hero.

You ever been in a war, Luther?

- War?
- War.

- Is that a threat?
- Kind of.

This poor old guy
makes you angry,

because he's slowing down
your business on the corner.

So you, big man,
have him killed.

I had no one killed.

Your time's up.
I really have to be going.

- I'm not an old man,
you can't just get rid of me.
- [Mahoney laughs]

What, are you going to
laugh at me?

[Lewis] Hey, hey, Mike.
Come on, man. Come on.

I think, I think,

you both should leave...

before I contact my lawyer

and have you cited
for harassment.

Okay, look around.

See this? Witnesses.

And after your little
Grand Jury troubles...

I don't think you'd want that.

[Lewis] Luther.

Luther?

Look both ways when you cross
the street, my brother.

You do the same.

[tense music plays]

Hey, hey, we got him.

Yeah? All right.

Mr. Lloyd Keenan,
this is Detective Bayliss.

We had a very pleasant
conversation on the way in.

Didn't we? Come on, didn't we?

You gotta hear this guy's story,
it's a humdinger.

- [Bayliss] Yeah?
- Come on,
you're missing big fun.

- No, that's okay.
- What?

I'm just about caught up
with my overdue files.

Well, let's just get
this guy on a statement

and then I'll give you a hand
with these overdue reports.

No, no, no, no. Gotta get clear.

Gotta get
this nonsense taken care of

before I can deal with anything.

Okay.
When you get a little time,
can you come lend me a hand?

Absolutely.

We got no weapon,
no shell casings,

we got no clean ID
on the shooter
from any of the witnesses.

He's going to skate on this one,
just like he skated
on Fortunado,

on Fibbs and that Vernon Troy.

You know, I've run across
some rat bastards in my day,

but that one takes the cake,
he's in a class all of his own.

To him it's just another day,
another dollar, another murder.

And we're going to get him now,
I guaran-damn-tee it.

Whatever you say.

No, he's smart, you know.
He's smart, he's a-- he's an OG.

But like all gangsters,
he think he's smarter
than everybody else,

and that arrogance is going to
nail his ass to the wall.

You believe that, and soon!

We're going to be on pension
and he'll be in Congress,

that's the ways
of the world today.

Hey, hey, hey,
come on, man, what the...
What-- Hey!

- [Kellerman sighing]
- What are you doing, man?

I am gonna sue the Feds.

I am gonna bleed
those sons of bitches.

Them, the department,
the US Attorney's office.

All of them,
they pissed all over me
and I'm gonna make them pay.

No, no, no, we're gonna pay.
We're gonna pay
for this Cavalier here.

- Are you out of your mind?
- [Kellerman] Pull over!

What are you doing? Huh?

- I just gotta walk.
- Now, come on, man,
Mikey, would you get--

Come on,
it's cold out here, would you--

I need some air.

Mikey, would you get
back in the car, man?

Come on, man,
it's cold out here.

Come on.

All right, you wanna drive?
Okay, you wanna drive,
you drive.

Mikey, look,
you get in the car, man,
it's freezing out here.

Mikey.

Come on, Mikey,
we're supposed to hook up
with some of the fellas later.

Well, you know,
if I'm a little late,
start the party without me.

[horn honking]

for years to come, Mr. Keenan.

Okay.

Oh, oh, okay.

- He do it?
- Oh, yeah, he did it.

- How about that?
- Yeah.

It's a nice hat.

[laughing] I'm--
I'm growing it back, all right?

Get-- just get out,
just get out!

[chuckles] Nice hat.

[*]

[sighing]

Hey, Dr. Cox, how's that foot?

You know, pretty lousy.
How you doing, Lewis?

I'm all right.
Tell you what, though.

If I gotta bump into somebody
from the morgue,

I'd rather have you
than Scheiner any day.

Hey, come on, now,
Scheiner's the best.

That man
is the right hand of Death.

- Now, now.
- How's that boy Mikey doing?

He's okay.
You know, he's cleaning.

- Cleaning?
- Yeah.

He's in one of his moods.

Why do I keep
caring about that guy?

I didn't know you did.

Hey, you wanna come down
to The Waterfront later on?

Yeah, I don't know.

Hey, come on,
I'll go grab Mikey.

We'll go down there.
We'll dance the polka.
How's it go?

[Cox laughing] Yeah, nice polka.

I'm a man of many splendors.

Yeah, that's what I heard.

All right. Hey, Gilligan!

Hey, Mikey.

Gilligan!

Captain Mikey,
permission to come aboard?

Yo, yo, yo, Mikey.

Come on, man,
come and open up this hatch.

It's freezing, man,
I got a full bladder.

All right,
tell you what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna hose down your nice,
beautifully sanded, teak deck.

[horn blowing in the distance]

Come on, man,
open the damn door up.

[Lewis giggling]

What are you doing, man?
It's cold.

Clean in here, though.

It smells clean.

What you been doing,
watching that, uh,

that demented homemaker?

- Whatshername, Martha whatever?
- Take your leak.

What's this?

[Lewis sniffles] Hmm.

Mikey's polishing up his act.

What you doing,
getting ready to sell this boat?

Look, if you gotta
use the toilet, just use it.

- All right? Go.
- Hey, you know,
you can't throw this out, man.

That's half a bottle
of ketchup, man,
that stuff stays good for years.

And don't mess up
the bathroom, all right?

Just aim to please.

[Lewis]
Yeah, I'll do my best.

You know, I really
came here for a beer.

[Kellerman]
Well, you're out of luck.

[Lewis]
What, you're out?

I'm out.

Well, we could always go
to The Waterfront.

[toilet flushing]

You know,
they're having that Mexican

meatloaf special
with the jalapeño,

red pan gravy
and the-- and the...

- garlic mashed potatoes.
- [tense chord plays]

That and a couple of drafts.
What could be better
than that, huh?

I'll take a rain check.

Come on, man,
hot meal on a cold night.

[Kellerman sighing]
You know, you're right.
That does sound good.

Why don't you go ahead
and you grab a table,
I'll catch up with you.

We'll get Mahoney.

Square biz, man, we will.

Hey, man, they already
got a lead on a shooter.

The attack squad's
getting ready to swoop down,

snatch 'em up, even as we speak.

They'll take us to Mahoney.

That's it, right.

[sighing]

Why don't you leave
the housework, man,
we'll go over,

get a couple of beers,
and tomorrow I'll come back
and help you, man.

- I'm real good with a sponge.
- Don't.

What you gonna do
when you're finished
with the fridge, huh?

You gonna clean your gun?

Huh, Mikey?

Yeah, it's dirty.

Been meaning to get at
it for a couple of weeks.

Yeah?
Well, I could do that for you.

Clean my gun for me?

- Yeah.
- Hey.

What?

Hey, no big, you know.

Come on, I'll clean it for you.
Give me the gun.

Huh? Come on.

What?

Hey.

I'll clean the gun for you, okay?

Give me the gun.

- Let you have my gun?
- Yeah.

[scoffs]
What kind of nonsense is that?

Come on, give me the gun.

[sighing]

- I'm tired.
- Yeah, I'm tired.

We're all tired.
It's a long day, getting longer.

He was a man of honor.

Mikey,
just give me the weapon,
would you?

And then that son of a bitch,
Luther Mahoney,

had him killed.

That guy's trying to do
something right,

and he gets murdered,
and who cares?

- We do.
- We do.

- [chuckles]
- Yeah.

And what, he gets in
how many murders, five?

Six?

We know he did 'em,
he knows he did 'em.

And what does
anyone do about it?
We do nothing.

- Well, we-- we do what we can.
- Leave, Meldrick.

- I can't do that, Mike.
- I don't want you here.

I can't go, man.

I'm asking you.

Well. [Lewis grunts]

There's a nice,
big, comfy couch.

Hey, hey! Ow, man!

Out.

Come on, man.
Look, Mike, this is ridiculous.

We'll go have a couple of beers
and we'll talk this over, right?

What, I'm gonna listen to
what from you?

No, I'll do the listening.

[sighs] I'm done talking.

[exhales sharply]
Things are all
jammed up in my head.

- What's new?
- You think this is a joke?

- You making fun of me?
- I- I'm not.

I'm just saying me, too,
all right?

Now, will you just
put the gun down?

For me, please?

Come on, give me the weapon.

Go get your beer.

Just put the gun down,
Mike, please.

Don't talk like that.

It sounds like begging.

- I'm not begging.
- Sorry, I can't hear you.

- Okay, I'm begging.
- That's not you, you don't beg.

Nobody should have to.

When we do this job,

a job that nobody gives
a piss about,

and what are we?

Huh? We're garbage men.

Well, there's no
consideration anymore,

they just keep
killing each other.

They should have to go out,
and roll the body
and see what we see.

Some-- some kid.

Some woman
or that old man today.

Huh?

And what was he doing
to deserve to get killed?

He was trying to do
a good thing,

and he just dies
on a dirty linoleum floor.

There's no honor
left in this world.

I mean, every day, every day,

there's gonna be some wise-off
looking at me behind my back,

and thinking
"Kellerman, he's a thief.

He sold out,
he used his badge
to grab money."

- No, they're not thinking that.
- Oh, come on,
don't gas me, all right?

Talk to the brass,
take a survey.

Look, are you gonna let
a pud-horn like Gaffney
get to you like this?

Come on, Mike,
you're bigger than this.

- You think so?
- Yeah.

The world's full of Gaffneys.

Every other piece of work
in the world is a Gaffney.

The other
half is just on their way
to being a Gaffney.

They shot the guy in the back.

I mean,
he comes here with nothing

and he works his ass off.

I mean,
you see his family, right?

They-- they're just--
they're good people.

And now they've got
to bury the man?

He stands up for us,
and where are we for him?

Have a beer. Right.

Now, what,
so we can raise a toast
for the son of a bitch?

'Cause he was an idiot, thinking
he was gonna make a difference.

- He wasn't an idiot.
- No?

- No.
- All he had to do
was go along with the program.

Just let 'em sell drugs
off his corner,

just accept things as they are,
he'd still be alive, right?

Your old partner, Crosetti,
he was an idiot, too.

- What?
- He let it all get to him.

Why you wanna go there, man?

Why you wanna
drag Crosetti into this?

I see his certificates of merit
hanging in the squad room.

For what, huh?

So we can remember
what a great guy he was?

What a great detective he was?

Does him a lot of good,
that he's remembered.

He's just a stupid
pathetic moron, is what he was.

Why you want to talk
about Crosetti like that?

Why you wanna talk about
someone you don't even know?

You know what? There's the door.

You don't want to hear it,
just get out.

He was a good man,
and he's a good detective!

- Right!
- Yeah! You don't know
nothing about that!

So what gives you the right
to talk about someone
you don't even know?

What, he's a mystery?

He kills himself,
he tossed his drugged,

pill-popping ass in the water
and he comes up a floater.

- He should've eaten his gun.
- Mike!

No, no Mike! No more partner!

No more friend, none of it!

This is done between us!

What did I do? Huh?

What did you do for me?

Huh?

I am getting nailed
right and left

every single day,
and where are you?

Huh?

I thought you was okay, man.

I thought
you were handling it okay.

No, you were handling it okay.

I didn't know. My fault.

What's to know, huh?

I mean,
what the hell was there to know?
I told you that I was clean.

I told you.

I told Giardello.

I told Barnfather,
I told Gaffney.

That fat bastard
should die in his own vomit.

And I tell everyone
that I'm clean,

and what good
does it do me, huh?

I put my name on the line.

And everyone just craps on it.
And you wanna know what?

It's my name, all right?

My name!

[chuckles] I mean...

[Kellerman sighs]

Every day I talk to my dad.

Every day.

And all this comes down,
all this crap
comes down on my ass.

And how does my dad
talk to me then, huh?

I'm a good son.

[scoffs]

I'm a good cop.

You're a good cop.

But I gotta explain to my dad,
I mean, even him.

He says to me one time,
he says, "Mike.

You can level with me, you know,
I'll always love you."

That my dad...

would think
that I would be dirty?

He doubts me, his own son.
I mean, this is my father, right?

And now he's thinking,
"Yeah, yeah, maybe my son

can spit on his badge,
could spit on my name."

I mean, my name is his name.
I could spit on my father?

- He could think that?
- He's not thinking that.

No one thinks I'm clean.

I mean, you saw, right?
You heard.

I mean, even some scum ass
on the street can point me out,

because it's been all over.

It's been in the papers,
it's been on the radio,

it's been on TV.

I'm a dirty cop.

I'm a dirty cop.

[somber music building]

[sobbing softly]

[horn blowing]

- Hey, you guys.
- [Bayliss] Hey.

So are they here yet?

No, Frank closed down
an old case.

He's finishing out his reports.

- Gee went to talk to Gaffney.
- No, no, Lewis and Kellerman.

I just ran into Lewis,
and he said
they were on their way over.

Cox, you gotta try
this meatloaf.

It's outstanding.
Munch, you're a culinary wizard.

Thank you.

[Cox] Uh, brandy,
how about some brandy?

Oh, that is a good idea.

[horn blowing faintly]

You gotta get out of here.

- You put the gun down
and I'll go.
- No, just go.

No, you-- you put the gun
down and you'll make me be able
to go, all right?

- You don't know what it's like.
- I don't.

And I didn't know
Crosetti either.

He was my boy, Mike,
he was my partner.

And I didn't know.

And I can't forgive
myself for that.

That somehow,
something I didn't do right

caused him to forget
who I was for him.

[Lewis sighing]
Man, he got his revenge.

Now you're getting yours.

[Kellerman sighs]

Every bone in me hurts.

- [Lewis] Mike.
- This has gotta stop.

- Mike.
- No!

I'm not gonna let
this happen to me again.

I'm not gonna
lose another partner.

Because whatever happens,
I want you to know

that I'm not gonna be
responsible.

If you do this,

this whole thing's
gonna fall on me,
and you know it!

Okay, so I--

I wasn't--
I wasn't there for you.

At least,
that's what everybody gonna say.

It's like Crosetti.
I-- I was his partner, man.

I was his partner,
I wasn't there.
How come I didn't know?

And here we go again.

- You got bad luck.
- That's a joke?

Who's making fun of who now,
Mike?

He was my boy, he was my buddy.

And maybe that's why
I kept my distance.

I-- I just didn't want to get
close to a partner, you know?

I just want this
to be about the job.

[chuckling] This job, huh?

Are you saying
it ain't your badge?

Well, you're spitting
on your badge,

you bawling at Gaffney and
brought a problem on yourself.

- I don't care about them.
- And they don't care about you.

You're letting them tell you
that you don't matter,

but we do matter,
Mikey, we do.

We do.

And I miss--
I miss Crosetti, man.

Sometimes, man,
I get up in the morning,

and I think
I'm gonna see his big old head
in the squad room,

but I don't see it, man.

I don't see him, I see you.

- You miss him?
- [Lewis sighs]

- You a better cop than he was.
- Oh, don't--

No, I-- I ain't taking
nothing away from him,

but you are,
and I ain't just saying that.

But this is the job, Mikey.

This is what we do. I--

I just want to be a good cop.

- You are.
- Oh, yeah?

And if I walk out that door...

and I let you smoke yourself,
am I still a good cop, Mikey?

Huh?

I'm gonna let you do this

and I'm just gonna walk out
that damn door, then what?

Hmm?

Don't.

[sighing]

You wanna shoot me, too, huh?

Go ahead, man shoot me, too,

because I'm not gonna let this
happen to me again, Mike.

[Kellerman sighs] You want this?

Yeah...

Yeah, I do want that.

We're partners, man.

No matter what else,
this is what we do,
this is all we've got.

[dramatic drumming]

Mikey.

Look, you can't...

We're the cops.

It's just us.

For better or for worse...
[chuckles softly]

...we gotta do our job.

Let me do my job, Mikey.

Otherwise what the hell else
we got in this stinking world?

[drumming stops]

[sighing]

Jesus Christ.

[somber music playing]

What the hell's going on here?

I don't know.

I just got your gun,
how-- how'd I do that?

I don't know.

I didn't even know
what I was doing.

Me either.

So, what do we--
What do you want to do now?

You wanna, uh... [clears throat]

...wanna finish
cleaning up here, man?

Or let's go out
and get some air.

- Come on, let's take a walk.
Get some air.
- I'm tired.

- Let's get some--
- Hey!

All right,
you take me for a walk.

Come on,
I gotta have some air, man.

This air in here is-- is lumpy.

Come on. Let's get out of here.

[Kellerman grunts softly]

I'm-- I'm mortgaged
up to my ass on this boat.

I cleaned the hell
out of the place, though, huh?

You know,
when Kellerman gets here,

that's when this party
will really start happening.

[Brodie]
Munch, you gotta give me
the recipe for this gravy.

I taste a little bit of, uh...

- cilantro?
- Could be.

Hey, Sarge, put something
on the jukebox, right?

Good idea.

So you're in your house,
walking along,
and all of a sudden--

Tripped over my dog.
That's right.

- You got a problem with that?
- [Munch] Easy, easy.

Play that song
that was on before, Sarge.

- Huh?
- The song that was on before.

[mellow blues song playing]

Huh? That's not the right song.

Bayliss, real life
never repeats itself.

[*]

I'm still jammed up in my head.

Mike, you gotta
talk to somebody.

Okay, that's all I need.

A report going in
my medical file saying,

that I'm seeing a shrink,
that I was gonna eat my gun?

- I mean, you understand?
- Yeah, I ain't no expert, Mikey.

- But do you understand?
- Yeah.

It's cold.

Mike.

- I need a jacket.
- I'll get it.

[chuckles]
You already got my gun.

This the only one?

Good question.

- Hey, put this on.
- I don't want your jacket.

Now, come on, man,
I like the cold. Put it on.

Come on. Put it on.

Right over there's
where they fished Crosetti out.

[chuckling]

Must be something
in the water, huh?

I can't look
at the water too long.

[Lewis exhaling sharply]

If you hadn't come around,
I don't know
what would've happened.

Nothing to it, [indistinct].
Forget it.

- Come on, let's take a walk.
- You can't tell anybody.

Cops don't rat out
on other cops, Mikey.

- Okay.
- Come on.

Let's take a stroll.

Where are we going?

[Lewis scoffs] What the hell
difference does it make?

[Kellerman] You cold?

- No, I'm all right.
- What, you need your jacket?

Nah, I'm cool, man,
I'll just go find me a coat,
is all.

[*]

What we gonna
do about this, man?

I don't know.

Well, first we're gonna
find me a coat, and, uh,

everything's gonna be all right,
you'll see.

All right.

I ain't Crosetti.

You ain't.

[gentle woodwind music]

[*]

[theme music playing]