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You're hardly gonna be objective about a mob killing.

I'm liable to think it was a hit,

and then you're gonna be knee-deep in dead bodies.

What we don't need is a all-out war in this city.

Don't ever do that again.

You're building up a regular Vietnam-type body count, aren't you, hunter?

Well, you grabbed your gun and a silencer, and you put 2 holes in him.

I'm the one that has to bring him in.

Who says you can't go home again?

Works for me.

Woman: Michael, stop it!

You're gonna make me wreck your car.

Michael: I got lots of cars.

Hurry up before it blows up.

Oh, Michael. Ha ha!

Wow! Nice house.

Shh, shh. Shh.

Gimme back my shoe.

After, after.

We have to be very quiet.

I don't want to wake up my father.

Ok. Shh.

Ok. Shh.

Father: Michael, is that you?

Father: Who's down there?

Stay in there, please. Don't make any noise.

Hey, pop.

Why the hell don't you answer when I call you?

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't hear you.

Well, good night, pop.

Michael, you're drunk again?

Disgracing yourself. Disgracing the family.

Oh, no, I'm fine, pop.

Sure, you're fine.

You're drunk. That's how fine you are.

And when I die, you're going to be the head of this family?

Damn right.

When you talk to me, Michael,

you talk with respect.

What are you hitting me for?

Michael, we have to talk.

Pop...

Now!

Ok, ok. Ok.

Father: I work hard all my life for my family.

This is my reward. You live inside a bottle.

Why can't you be like your younger brother Billy?

He wouldn't bring shame to his family.

Michael: Stop it! I don't want to hear you talking about Billy.

Father: Billy will carry on the Vincent name.

I wish you weren't my son! You're a bum!

Oh, my god!

Radio: Unit 24, assist unit 21,

possible 187 at 13813 mockingbird Lane.

Unit 21, respond.

Are you coming, McCall?

This is not our case, hunter. It's terwilliger's.

But he always appreciates our help so much.

We're going to stay out of this one, hunter.

You're hardly gonna be objective about a mob killing.

Have you been taking your captain pills again, McCall?

Besides, I have the best insight on this thing.

You are gonna be steppin' all over the wrong people

to get this case solved.

So if we have to follow this through, I take the lead.

Works for me.

It does?

Hey, Ricky. Lovely morning, don't you think?

The weather's been so rotten lately.

Of course he won't know the difference.

There he is, John Vincent, the big mozzarella himself.

Boy, it's gonna be a pleasure to open up a slime like this

and see what makes him tick.

When I was a kid, John Vincent used to put me on his knee

and give me Christmas presents.

While his boys were out slaughtering reindeer.

Works for you, huh?

You oughta keep a chain on this one, McCall.

Contract hit?

Too messy. One slug in the chest

and the other one in his back after he fell.

Whoever it was tripped the alarm.

Thanks, tibbet.

Thanks, tibbet.

I told you you're gonna be taking all this too personally, hunter.

Now I'm in charge.

This is my case! I was here first, hunter.

Talk to McCall. She's quarterbacking this one.

Is that so?

My father used to import these.

I'll thank you not to disturb the evidence, sergeant.

If you're here to reminisce,

perhaps you'll come back after I've completed my investigation.

What year might that be, Bernie?

I'll be finished by tonight, hunter.

To the trained eye, this scenario tells a very specific story.

To the ear that's been trained to hear such things,

the dead do, in fact, talk.

And just what are the dead saying these days, Bernie?

Junkie burglar.

Both: Junkie burglar?

Of course. He didn't steal anything.

He didn't have a chance to.

Before he could, he ran into old man Vincent,

there was a fight. Kaboom! Kaboom! End of story.

I'm standing here worried that we're looking

at the first move of a mob war,

and you're foaming at the mouth about a junkie burglar.

McCall: Don't burglars usually break in, Bernie,

instead of out?

Look, there's broken glass and splinters on the outside.

Oh, there's a new one... Breaking and exiting.

Get out of here, hunter!

I will solve this case in my own fashion.

I have the murder weapon right here.

It's print-free, but through the use of painstaking field work,

I shall track it down to the owner,

we shall have our man, and case closed.

Never point a loaded bag, Bernie.

I found it right there by the patio doors.

There was 2 empty shell casings on the carpet,

2 slugs in the body.

How many bullets in the clip?

Uh, 4.

The clip for that gun holds 8.

W-Well, he was, uh, he was too drugged out to, uh...

Completely fill the clip.

So will the two of you please take the proverbial hike?

You think like a captain, Bernie.

You really think so, hunter?

Oh! Oh!

I know. When you were a kid,

you used to slide down the banister.

No, look.

Mike's car in the flower bed...

Ergo Mike's footprints on the stairs.

And a junkie burglar in stiletto heels.

I don't know about you, but I always hang out

in the closet when I'm wearing heels.

Bernie: I thought I told you two to leave!

Michael, Michael, you're upset. We understand.

Michael: My father! My poor father!

Ross, Georgie, you should have protected him.

Ross: For 20 years, we've been protecting him.

Who could have thought it would turn out like this?

A damn junkie?!

Michael: I can't believe it.

What the hell are you doing here?

Rick... we're having a family discussion.

Well, it wasn't so long ago

I'd have been a part of it, huh, Billy?

Yeah, well, you're not anymore,

so why don't you go bust a bingo game or something?

Who says you can't go home again, huh?

Look, Billy, Mike,

my condolences. I really liked your old man.

Then you better find the animal who did this to him,

because if you don't, i'm liable to think it was a hit,

and then you're gonna be knee-deep in dead bodies.

Slow down, Mike, you've only been

head of the family for a few hours.

And if you want to help us

get to the bottom of what happened to your old man,

you'll cooperate with us.

With a cop? Never.

Pop would roll over in his grave. Right, Billy?

Look, Rick, is there anything special you had in mind?

Yeah...

Maybe a list of who has keys to the place,

who visited recently, including Mike's dates.

I never bring women here.

You were out last night, weren't you?

Yeah, and I... I... I got so drunk...

Yeah, I saw the lovely job of parking you did in the flower bed.

That's like I said... I was blitzed, and I was alone.

For god's sake!

I'm calling the captain, hunter!

We're leaving, Bernie.

Rick, it was good to see you again.

You, too, Billy.

Thanks for introducing me.

I don't like what's going on here, McCall.

Neither do I.

I think I'll press my black suit

and go to old man Vincent's funeral.

And you want me to try to find the girl

that was hiding out in Mike's closet?

Have you been reading my mail?

You want to give me a list of all of Mike's hangouts

or should I just look in the yellow pages under "bars"?

Radio: Roger 3-Robert, code 7.

Parking lot, corner of saticoy and reseda.

Why don't you try the bars near there?

There can't be that many of them.

I run a heck of an investigation, don't I?

Michael.

Thanks for coming, Mr. Santoro.

Tragedy, Michael.

He was still almost at his prime.

Yeah. Billy.

Your brother's gonna need you now, Billy.

Don't forsake him.

I won't, sir.

How's carmine santoro taking this, uncle dom?

He and John Vincent were very close.

As much as carmine grieves for his friend,

more than anything else

I suspect he's angry that something's happened

without his knowledge and permission.

The score will have to be settled.

A junkie?

How could such a thing happen?

Maybe it wasn't a junkie.

Maybe it was someone who's even here at the funeral.

Right here.

Someone who calls himself a friend,

so he can get close to my father to pull the trigger.

Michael.

Be careful, Michael.

Things said in temper are remembered

long after the pleasantries are forgotten.

What's done is done.

As long as no one tries to move in on the Vincents.

Michael, not here, not now.

Listen to your brother.

There's a time and a place.

Excuse me.

Are you crazy, talking to santoro like that?

You don't understand. I gotta come on strong,

at least until I find the girl, right?

Here you come to pay your respects.

Now you show disrespect by coming here.

Are you a police officer today or family?

I can't be both, Mr. Santoro,

my father taught me that.

I want to find out what happened to John Vincent.

John Vincent was like a brother to me.

The last thing we need in this town is a war.

There are people who would seize this opportunity.

Their actions could not be condemned

in light of the current situation.

I cannot stop them.

But you can influence people. You could delay this.

Maybe.

Maybe.

48 hours.

It's a deal.

It was our loss when you chose the wrong side of the law.

Excuse me.

Well, what can I do for you, sweet lips?

To think I just walked in,

and you already guessed my name.

I guessed your name, and I already guessed your game, too.

Oh, yeah? What's that?

Well, a pretty young thing like yourself, dressed to kill,

in a place like this?

I'd say you were looking for a man.

Wrong. I'm looking for a woman.

That bar's down the block.

I am looking for the woman

who was with Mike Vincent last night.

He wanted me to give her this.

He said to thank her for her time.

You get the pun there?

Wristwatch... time.

That's funny. I'll see she gets it.

He wants me to give it to her personally.

Well, then I don't know her.

I'm awfully sorry you had to waste your time. Get it?

Yeah, I got it.

Ok, but if she doesn't get this...

You got Mike Vincent to answer to.

Right.

Right.

Bye.

Bye.

Hello, Mike?

Yeah, it's Chris down at the rendezvous.

Yeah. Listen, uh, some broad was just in here

and said you'd given her a watch to give to Sandy Newton.

Is that right?

I thought so.

Yeah. No, no, I didn't tell her anything.

Yeah, sure. You're welcome. Bye.

I figured you were too smart

to have somebody run the watch

over to the girl so I could follow.

You figured right.

I don't give away my friends,

particularly Mike Vincent.

Chris: Listen, some broad was just in here

and said you'd given her a watch to give to Sandy Newton,

is that right?

Anybody ever tell you you got a lovely voice, sweet lips?

Good work, McCall.

Sure. I have to come on to guys to get information.

You throw them up against the wall and put guns to their heads.

So throw them up against the wall and put guns to their heads.

Oh, jeez.

McCall: Sandy Newton is in apartment 3-g.

Damn!

McCall: Well, at least we know the apes in the ski masks didn't get her.

So we figure Sandy packed up and flew the Coop

in the Nick of time, huh?

Yeah. Whoa.

Hey, hunter, come here.

McCall: Take a look at this.

Yeah, what do you got?

It's all tuna.

She must have been running a cat farm.

It's cannery tuna.

Well, I didn't figure it grew on trees.

No, what I mean is...

When you go fishing on a party boat

or a charter and you catch a lot of fish,

you take the tuna to the cannery,

and they exchange it for tuna that's already been canned.

Lady must do an awful lot of fishing.

So do we.

Michael: Hunter?! You let hunter scare you off?

Billy, you believe these guys?

Did... did he I.D. you?

Thank god pop's not around to hear this.

Hunter never saw us. We had the masks on the whole time.

Look, it's gonna be all right, Mike.

There was nothing in that girl's apartment.

I'll get a lead.

I got all our sources out there checking with their ears open.

Ok, ok, ok. Ok, you tell 'em whoever brings me what I need,

that... that... that they have made a friend in Michael Vincent,

and you tell 'em that, uh, well, you know, just tell 'em

that they'll be well taken care of.

Ok, ok, go ahead. Go. Get out.

You're making too many promises, Mike.

Pop never made promises. He never bought people.

He knew you couldn't trust anyone

who'd only be loyal to the highest bidder.

Mike, I don't like what's happening to you.

Billy. Billy, I'm sorry.

I'm... I'm just trying to keep the family together.

We don't find that little girlfriend of yours

and convince her to keep quiet,

there may not be any Vincent family.

Nice work if you can get it.

Hey, buddy, can I have a talk with you?

Yeah, sure.

Sorry, pal.

Can you tell me where I can find a record

of when and to whom this can of tuna was distributed?

The number on this is 236h.

Is there anything the matter with it?

We got it from a girl named Sandy Newton.

Heard of her?

Uh, ahem...

Yeah. They...

They keep the records you want in the office over here.

This way.

The office is right over here.

You're not lookin' for Sandy Newton no more, you understand?

As far as you're concerned, she dropped off the face of the earth.

Look, ease up, guys. We're cops.

Oh, sure, you are, and I'm Pinocchio.

You know, she said you might try and pretend to be cops.

All right. Look, we'll get out of here.

We'll say we never saw you

and we heard Sandy's on her way to Alaska, ok?

Time-out.

Don't ever do that again.

Sandy?

Sandy?

Sandy: Dave, who are they?

Cops, honey.

Damn! I told you!

Is it just me or have you noticed

that nobody responds favorably to cops anymore?

What did you see at the Vincents' the other night, Sandy?

It's about time you told somebody.

I didn't see anything.

Then why are you hiding?

Look, Mike brought me into the house, ok?

But when he heard the old man coming down,

he hid me in a closet. I heard them arguing.

Maybe the old man slapped Mike a couple of times.

Then they went into the living room, they shut the door,

and that's when I slipped out.

What were they arguing about?

Booze, women, Mike's bad habits.

The old man was worried whether Mike was really capable

of becoming head of the family.

Did you hear the shots?

Yeah, 2 of them. Then the alarm went off.

I was already out on the street.

I just kept right on running.

Wait a minute. You heard 2 shots,

and then you heard the alarm?

Yeah, that's right.

And so when I heard in the morning paper

that old man Vincent had been murdered,

I figured they'd come looking for me.

So I turned to my brother Dave.

He works in a cannery and he hid me on his boat

while we were waiting to get resupplied

and headed back out to sea.

Well, McCall, hunter,

can I speak with you for a moment, please?

Excuse us a second.

You know, I'm sick and tired of the two of you

wasting my time with these cockamamie theories of yours.

And it's not even your case.

Captain, Sandy heard the shots and then the alarm.

That makes it an inside job.

Now you expect me to take the word

of somebody who admits she was dead drunk at the time?

And planning on diving into the sack with a guy she just met?

What does that have to do with anything?

Captain: Well, it has to do with credibility, sergeant McCall.

It has to do with morality.

It has to do with whether or not this department is going to jump

every time some little tart makes up a story

just so she can finally get her name in the limelight.

And even if she did hear the shots first,

maybe this is the answer to our junkie burglar.

Maybe he broke into the house without setting off the alarm,

then encountered old man Vincent,

panicked, shot him, and then smashed open the living room door,

setting off the alarm at that time.

Well, let's not all stand and applaud at once.

The captain's right.

It could not have been an inside job.

Here's the proof.

The slugs that we dug out of old man Vincent's body

don't match the gun we found on the scene.

That means our junkie ran off to wherever he came from

and took the murder weapon with him.

They almost match.

The bullets that killed old man Vincent have additional striations.

The kind you get when you use a silencer.

Yes, but everybody, including your girl there, heard the shots.

Captain, we've got to protect Sandy whether you believe her story or not.

Now, the way she tells it, Mike Vincent is guilty as hell,

and a guy like that doesn't much appreciate his name being taken in vain.

Well, I tell you what, hunter,

I can't justify wasting the taxpayers' money

to provide room and board for witnesses

who haven't witnessed anything.

But just to show you I'm not a bad guy,

here's a quarter.

You call your relatives and tell 'em

the girl's story don't mean squat to me,

so they ought to lay off of her.

Ok, that's it. We'll call you if we need you, Ms. Newton.

No luck. I heard.

Hi, uh, I'm sergeant terwilliger.

Well, don't worry about it, kiddo.

I know a place where you'll be safe.

We'll take care of you.

Well, then we're going to have to get my stuff off the boat.

That's ok.

Sandy: It's Dave's boat. Oh, my god!

Hunter: I'll keep this one. Thanks.

Well?

Well, it was no accident.

The fire captain found a piece of the detonator.

Hunter, what's the matter?

Look, what were our motives here, McCall, huh?

To protect this girl or to hide her out and to use her

to force Mike Vincent to force his hand?

Both. Because you know damn well she'd never be safe

as long as Mike was on the streets.

Yeah, and I'm the one who has to bring him in.

Me, who not too many years ago, had to decide

if he wanted to be the next Mike Vincent on the block.

Well, hunter, you don't need me to tell you you made the right choice.

Let's go tuck Sandy in and put the screws to Mike, huh?

Excuse me.

How's he doing?

We're doing everything we can.

Sandy?

We have to let these guys get to the hospital.

I'm going with him.

Sandy, you can't.

You'd be a sitting duck there. Dave, too.

I can't let him go alone.

You can't help him here, Sandy.

Sorry about the room, but it's the only place

I could get for free on such short notice.

I was here a year ago on a stakeout.

It's sort of homey, I guess,

if you were raised in Las Vegas.

You know, I still can't believe this whole thing is happening

just because I met that guy in the bar.

You know, he was so funny and he treated me so well.

I really thought he was terrific,

but if Mike Vincent was to walk in here right now,

I'd kill him.

Ok, now, look. You got to stay put,

you got to double-lock the door,

put out the "do not disturb" sign,

don't open it for anybody but us.

You guys aren't leaving me here all by myself?

Sergeant McCall will stay with you till I get back.

Till you get back?

You're not going to go see Mike without me.

Well, somebody has to stay here.

It's correct police procedure.

I'd feel a whole lot better

if you'd stay with me, sergeant McCall.

If you find yourself nodding off, McCall,

spend a buck on the magic fingers bed, huh?

I don't have any quarters, which is all it takes.

A year ago on a stakeout, remember?

Right.

Yeah, come in.

Uh, yeah.

Well, I see you settled right in, Mike.

You carry your grief with you forever, hunter.

Life and business go on.

Sounds like you've been reading too many fortune cookies, Billy.

What do you want?

We have a lot of things to do.

Like kill Sandy Newton?

Who?

College education, you still don't know

how to play stupid convincingly.

You ought to take a lesson from your brother there.

He's got it down pat.

What do you want from me?

A confession would be nice.

A confession? To what?

Well, the way I see it is

the old man was coming down on you pretty hard,

so you grabbed your gun and a silencer

and you put 2 holes in him.

Then you ditched the silencer

and you fired 2 slugs up into the stratosphere.

You set the alarm off to frame some non-existent junkie burglar.

That kind of talk...

That kind of irresponsible talk could start a war,

and you'd better be careful that

you don't get caught in the middle of it!

I didn't realize we were into

the threat-making part of this conversation.

That was a threat, wasn't it?

Know what your problem is?

You've always had it in for me.

Michael... no, Billy, it's true.

Why, because I had the guts to do something

that you ran away from?

The only thing I ran away from was the sewer,

which is exactly where you're going to be if you hurt that girl.

Michael, Michael, Michael.

Just relax.

Look, uh, Ricky,

we're not after the girl, all right?

We need her alive.

If she can tell us who killed pop,

we're going to know who's trying to move in on the family.

So there was a girl in the house the night your dad was killed.

I was drunk out of my mind.

Now, will you please get out of here?

Hey, as long as you remember not to hurt that girl.

Because if you do, Mike, you and I are going to have

to have another little talk.

And another peach.

What are you doing? You make me look...

Wake up! Wake up! He already knew about the girl.

I was just trying to convince him that we're not worried about her.

If you're innocent, she can't hurt you.

If... if I'm innocent?

What are you talking about?

Michael, what about the silencer?

What are... what are you saying,

that I planned to kill pop?

All I'm saying is I found you passed out in the armchair.

There was a gun in your lap.

Pop was dead on the floor.

Now, I don't know what went down, Michael,

but I'm telling you something.

It would be better for both of us if I never know.

Billy, oh, Billy, you got to help me.

You got to stay with me.

You got to stay with me.

I will, Michael.

Will you do that for me, huh?

Yes. Yes, yeah.

It all makes sense, but I'm tired.

It's late. I want to go to sleep.

Yeah, hello.

Who?

Sandy?

Is that really you?

Mike, you've got to help me. There's people after me.

Where are you? I'll come and pick you up.

They think I know things,

but whatever I know, I'd never tell anybody. You know that, Mike.

Just give me the address.

No, no, no. I've got to get out of town. I need some money.

How much?

A thousand.

Yeah, a thousand will do me just fine,

and then I promise I'll never say anything to anybody

and you'll never hear from me again.

Hey. A thousand, you got it.

Uh, where? And when?

Tonight around 11:00

at the cannery where my brother works.

Oh, yeah, sure, the cannery at 11:00.

Great. Now, look, Sandy, don't go away.

I'll be there, ok?

Thanks, Mike.

Well?

Good. She came to us instead of the cops.

Georgie and Ross, I hope you don't have plans tonight.

No, Mike. Mike, you're going to have to go with them.

She trusts you.

She sees a couple of strangers coming,

she's going to think we double-crossed her.

She will go straight to the cops.

Oh, yeah, yeah, sure,

but it's ok if they come with me, right?

I mean, the head of the family shouldn't travel alone.

That goes without saying.

All right. Let me do this alone.

I don't want to scare her.

It's ok. I'm going to be all right. Don't worry.

Sandy!

Sandy?

Sandy!

Sandy, it's... it's Michael. Where are you?

Sandy?

Sandy, is that you?

Am I glad to see you.

I got to talk to you. You don't know...

Clean shots.

Didn't even know what hit them.

Damn!

And to think they say you can't turn a phrase.

One good rubber Dolly shot to shreds.

How do I explain this to the hotel manager?

Bullet holes, whip marks, what's the difference?

He's used to this type of thing anyway.

Well, that's 3, plus this one.

You're building up a regular Vietnam-type

body count, aren't you, hunter?

Since when did it become our fault?

Oh, no, not yours, McCall. Just hunter's.

You should've known that the mob would use any excuse to start a war.

This was not a mob hit, captain.

Oh, that's right. That's right.

This is a junkie burglar type hit, right, hunter?

A junkie burglar who just happens to carry around an uzi.

Santoro gave me 2 days.

He wouldn't go back on his word.

That's what I think about santoro and his word.

And the other thing I think is

if I catch one more dead body in my precinct,

I'm going to throw santoro and his hand-tailored butt into jail.

You tell him that, hunter.

You better give me an extra quarter for the phone call.

Hey, what do you make of this?

I make that out to be money, terwilliger.

What do you make of it?

What's with him?

Why would Mike bring hush money?

He came here to kill her, didn't he?

Hunter, a word of advice. Case closed.

That's 2 words.

Sue me.

None of this feels right.

These people settle their own affairs in their own way.

Now, you told me that, hunter.

You were worried about a war? Well, stop worrying.

The Vincents are hardly in a position to strike back.

I got to talk to santoro.

I got to find out what went on here.

Ok, fine. Do whatever you want to do,

but now that it's safe, I'm going to take Sandy

to the hospital to visit her brother.

Excuse me. Which room is Dave Newton in, please?

Immediate family only in icu.

Well, I am his immediate family. I'm his sister.

3612. Thank you.

Excuse me. Is there a phone around here?

Oh, right near the elevators.

Thank you. Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

Hello, bill? This is solly.

Listen, I'm in the hospital here.

No. No, I'll, uh, I'll take care of it myself.

Yeah. And, solly,

I won't forget.

This is a better-looking lobster.

That'd be good for stuffed lobster. See that?

See how it is there?

That's a little better lobster to eat. See?

Good one. I like that.

Hello, Ricky. What can I do for you?

You promised me 2 days, Mr. Santoro.

You hurt me, Ricky.

You hurt me very deeply.

You look me in the eye

and you hurl accusations

that you know in your heart are false.

Why? Why do you treat me like that?

Is that what they teach you

down at your police department?

Who could get close enough to George and Ross

to put bullets in their heads?

Except Billy.

Now that the old man and Mike are gone,

how fat do you think Billy's going to get?

He's the last of the Vincents.

The family business belongs to him.

His territory's going to be respected, you understand?

Any other solution would create an imbalance.

I'm afraid we may have an imbalance after all.

Dave?

Dave, can you hear me?

Dave, it's your sister Sandy.

Dave, it's Sandy.

Even when someone's unconscious,

there's still a part of them that can hear you.

He just can't respond...

But he knows I'm here.

Hello.

McCall, it's Billy.

Isn't this hunter?

Yeah, I'm hunter,

but it was Billy who killed Michael,

probably the old man, too.

You want to run that by me again?

Just take my word for it.

Santoro's boys had nothing to do with Mike's death,

and the only one who had anything to gain by it was

both: Billy.

So grab Sandy and get the hell out of there.

She's still a loose wire

that Billy'd like to snip off.

I'm on my way to Vincent's office

to pick up Billy now.

Gotcha.

Nice to finally make your acquaintance, Sandy.

Hang it up.

McCall?

Now.

I've got to go. Got company.

Billy?

Let's have your backup, McCall.

Your backup.

Nice and easy.

Sandy doesn't know anything, Billy.

As far as she was concerned,

it was Mike that killed your old man.

But we know better, don't we, McCall?

Dave Newton, what room is he in?

3612.

Hunter: McCall, are you in there?

Billy: Come on in, Ricky.

Drop the gun.

Let them go, Billy, you'll be safe in custody.

When santoro finds out about this, it's all over for me.

No. I want cash and I want a plane.

You get McCall and the girl once I get where I'm going.

You have the right to remain silent.

If you give up that right, anything you say can be taken down

and used against you in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford one, one will be appointed to you without charge.

Do you understand each of these rights that I have explained to you?

Finished with that report?

Look, I don't want to bug you, McCall,

but I figured if you got finished there in time,

you could go to dinner with me. My treat.

Hunter, I will ruin my fingernails

and my eyesight typing your report,

but I'm not going to destroy my stomach

by eating your junk food, even if you do spring for it.

I'm not talking junk food here, McCall.

I'm talking Maine lobster dinner

with all the trimmings... Green salad, French fries,

a bottle of imported French wine.

What do you say?

What's the catch?

Catch?

There's no catch.

I just thought we'd celebrate our success,

but if that's how little you trust me, then forget it.

Look, I'm sorry, you're right. I'm wrong. I'm sorry.

Yeah, if you want to have dinner, fine.

I would be happy to... I'd be honored to have dinner with you.

Great.

Carmine santoro? What is in this basket?

None of your concern, Bernie.

It is against regulations

to accept gifts from known criminals.

I have to find out what's in this basket.

Aah! Bernie, don't!

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

You louse!

Yeah, lobster dinner if I cook it!

Works for me.