Original subtitles

-Right there, don't move!

Relax, turn around.

-About time you cops do your damn job!

-Shut up.

Molenski!

Take this guy.

Mark!

Come here.

Ring up these guys out of here.

And what's your problem?

-If you hadn't caught that son of a bitch,

we would've killed him!

-That's not your business!

-When are you gonna get these nigger dope

dealers off the streets?

-Come here.

-What?

-Would you settle and relax, ok?

Just calm down.

Stay put.

-Look what we got here.

-Really?

Businessman uh?

Get going.

-I was just minding my own business

I don't know they getting it.

-Come on.

Come on!

Get over there.

-Have a seat there, Mr. Danko.

Relax a little bit.

Cool off.

Let me explain something to you.

In a community watch you report all suspicious behavior

to the police department.

That's why they're called the community watch,

instead of a community lynch mob.

-Look, I'm block captain of the Jackson street watch

and we're sick and tired of dirt like that trashing

the streets that our kids play on.

You cops talked us into forming the watch.

Now are you going to haul us down here every time

that we try to help you out?

-Every time you break the law I'm going to bring you in.

-Well what the hell do you expect?

We call you guys and maybe, maybe you

get around to coming by next week.

You cops don't do squat.

If you can't keep those drug pushing creeps off

of our streets then by god, we will.

-Possession, buying, selling, using.

Is there anything we don't have on you, Fitch?

-What happened to my phone call?

-Your phone call is coming.

Narco's been watching you the last six weeks.

We got a short novel here on what you've been up to.

Nothing's going to change that.

-Yo, sis, you can't hold me with this.

-Come on, Fitch, give it up!

You're a two-time loser, this ain't

gonna go down good for you.

-Now wait a minute!

I get chased by a pack of racist dogs

and I'm the one that needs a hanky and a lawyer?

-You know the song, sell crack, go to jail.

-I wasn't doing nothing.

-Come on, pal, we had you staked out.

Six cops saw you make the sale.

-No, what they saw was a bunch of white boys trying

to kill my black butt for being in the wrong neighborhood.

In their neighborhood!

-Maybe the jury will buy that.

Of course there is the five grand and the bag of crack

you had stuffed in your back pocket!

Now you get your phone call.

-We had the guy under surveillance

until you butted in, Danko.

-So what?

With our court system that crack dealer

will be back on the same corner in two hours.

-He's already got two convictions on his sheet.

We can put away again.

If the jury doesn't buy how a poor innocent black got

hammered out by a group of vigilantes,

empowered by the police department.

-Two convictions?

That's exactly what I'm talking about.

Two convictions and he's still out there selling dope!

-Will you give it a rest?

-Hey you don't know how to do your job.

Don't blame me.

-Let me tell you something, bad guys come in all colors,

don't you ever forget that.

Get out of here, your friends are outside waiting for ya.

Go on, get out!

What you're looking at, Jerry?

-Fitch is calling his lawyer.

You get him squared away?

-Gonna take more than talk to get him squared away.

-Sam, watch programs don't work.

They never have and they never will.

Somewhere down the a lynch mob develops.

-You might be right.

I hear the watch was ready to beat the crap out of this guy

until the police stepped in.

-Yeah.

Can you imagine a watch program for today's drug dealers?

Who were the arresting officers?

-Sergeant hunter, officer molenski.

-Hunter?

-Yeah.

-Mr. Storm trooper himself, huh?

-I didn't know you knew him.

-Yeah, sure.

So do half the city officials in this town.

Molenski I ran into a few years ago

at the 77th street division.

There's a good mix of characters here, Sam.

-Why don't you take a run at it.

Go ahead.

-If the cops can't keep this filth out of our neighborhood,

Mr. Danko continued, then the law abiding taxpaying citizen

has every right to protect himself

and his family in any way that's left to him.

-I thought you have an agreement with this guy Danko?

-Who wrote that?

-Who do you think wrote it?

Andy McBride, the Dr. Sardonicus of the press.

-Andy McBride, I know him.

-Yeah, everybody knows Andy McBride.

He's a pain in the butt.

I want you to personally handle this matter now.

-It's not exactly a Metro case.

-The watch program is the chief's baby.

He went out on a limb to guarantee a success.

Where the hell's my jacket?

Needless to say, something like this could easily sink him.

All McBride needs is more fuel from a creep like Danko.

- No, we'll get right on it. - All right.

If you need more officers, let me know.

-Yeah.

How well do you know McBride?

-Enough to give him the other side of the story.

-Good.

Give it to him.

-What are you doing here?

-Read the newspapers, want to talk to you about it.

-What's there to talk about?

I got a right to express myself.

If I rubbed you the wrong way, it's not my problem.

-Now when did talk to McBride?

-Butt out, hunter.

-Pretty high strung, aren't ya?

-You ever raise any kids, sergeant?

-No I haven't.

-Yeah, well I got three of 'em.

And every day I send them off to school

I got to worry about what's gonna

happen to them on the streets.

Somebody's got to take care of problem.

If not you, then us!

-Look it, we can't clean up the streets over night.

I wish to god we could.

I know what I do if it was up to me.

But some people might interpret that as a blow

to personal rights.

-Yeah well I got rights too.

-Look, I know you do, but you can't go running up and down

the street beating up on people.

That's not what the watch is about.

-Look, I got the right to bear arms

and I have to use them to protect my property and family,

I will.

And if I have to talk to reporters to let 'em

know how I feel then that is exactly what I will do.

Community watch woke us up, sergeant that we all

feel the same way about things.

We can take care of our own neighborhood.

-Let me tell you something, Danko.

You better be careful.

Go by the rules or you can turn this neighborhood upside down.

-I got work to do, sergeant.

-Hey, Danko, you break the law and I'll

arrest like any other criminal.

Don't make me come back here.

-Andy McBride?

-Well, well, well, joanne molenski.

-You remember.

-What are you kidding?

How could I forget?

Cold coffee, stale donuts, blazing gunfire, long sleepless

nights watching you toss felons into the paddy wagon.

-I read your article.

So did my captain.

-You mean the one on Jackson street?

-Yeah.

-Ah, and I thought you were going

to stop by to catch up on my life.

You know, why haven't I won the pulitzer yet?

Has some lucky lady landed me?

-No, I'm afraid not.

-And you're wondering where I get off

making the cops look like the three stooges?

-Yeah, that's right.

-I guess hunter sent you, huh?

Tell me, how is the sergeant?

Still busting heads and cracking cases?

-Still trying to do his job, like the rest of us.

Now about that article.

-Listen, molenski.

I'm not just going after the cops,

I'm going after the whole stinking system that

says that decent people have to just stand by and do nothing

while a good neighborhood just slowly sinks into the sunset.

-You're just stirring people up.

-I didn't make the situation on Jackson street.

-You're not helping the situation on Jackson street

either?

Jackson street has enough problems

already without you adding wood to the fire.

That article was unfair to the reality of the situation

and you know it.

-Ok, so what is the reality of the situation, molenski?

-How many police officers did you interview?

Not one.

You talked to a hot head?

That's irresponsible.

-Really?

I seem to remember a case I covered a few years ago

in Griffith park, and I also remember a young police officer

who came off looking pretty good in those articles.

-That's not what we're talking about.

-Those articles got you noticed, molenski.

There are people who say that you might still

be at 77th street division if it hadn't been for, uh, McBride.

-LAPD does not staff Metro from newspaper articles.

-All right.

So where do we go from here?

-You're an investigative reporter, investigate.

Find out the truth, help us.

Help Jackson street.

-Look molenski, I'd like to.

But watch programs don't work.

They may have in world war ii or in some suburbs where there may

be some petty thievery but that's it.

No, the police department is trying to fool the public

into believing that they have to cure for their own problem.

And that's irresponsible.

-Lisa.

Joe.

-In the kitchen, ma.

-Where's your sister?

-She's upstairs.

-You should of seen the line at the grocery store.

Everybody in town wanted to buy groceries at the same time.

-Did you get the tomatoes?

-They're right on top.

-You know I told you i'd take care of the shopping.

-You got enough to do.

-I got it!

-I got it!

I said I got it.

-Don't eat up the phone, ok?

-Mind your own business.

-Look, all you do is talk on the phone.

Make it quick.

-Hello?

Yeah, uh, it'll take me about 10 minutes.

Ok.

Ok.

Bye.

See you later.

-Where do you think you're going?

-Out.

-Don't be late for dinner!

-What are you so upset about, Joe?

Lisa can take care of herself.

You're her brother, not her father.

Let her live her life, you live yours.

-Look I don't want her out on the street, ok?

You know if dad were alive, he wouldn't

want her out there either.

Now there's all those dope dealers, muggings.

-What about your community watch?

Isn't that doing some good?

-It's fine, ma.

Look, where does she always go anyway?

-There's other ways of protecting

your family than fighting in the street.

You listen to the police, Joe.

-Look, I got to run an errand, ok?

-You're as bad as your sister.

Don't be late for dinner.

-Hey Danko.

-Hey Joey, what's up?

-Oh, Lisa's what's up.

-What's the matter?

-Oh, I don't know, man.

I don't know what she's doing anymore.

I don't know where she's going.

-Come on, she's just a kid, Joe.

Just, a kid.

That cop hunter got in my face again today.

-Hey Chuck, can I get some change?

Why?

-I don't know, I guess he got nothing better to do.

He only rides around all day in that police car of his,

insulated from what's happening on the outside.

He hasn't gotten any kid being hit over the head

by these dope dealers.

-Thanks, Chuck.

What did you tell him?

-I told him I don't know nothing.

-Be careful man.

-Why did you say that to me?

-I don't know.

Look, you want some smokes?

-Yeah.

Get ray and Bob, now.

Now!

-You live in this neighborhood boy?

-No I don't.

-Then where do you live?

-What's all this about?

-What this is about is you're in the wrong place

at the wrong time, bud.

-Maybe you're here to visit somebody, huh?

Somebody wants to buy some dope or something?

-Hey look, man, I don't know what you're talking about.

I...

-You take a message, nigger.

I don't want any more of you dope

dealers anywhere on Jackson street.

Get him!

Come on!

-Come on, let's go.

-What do you have?

-Head injury.

-Any other injuries?

-Minor contusions.

-I want plasma, stat.

Open iv all the way.

Call X-ray.

Watch his head.

Get a hematic grid, type and cross match.

-X-rays on the way.

-What's BP?

-80 over 50.

-Let's prep the area.

Give him more deep five lr.

I want 1% xylocaine.

-Should I call or?

-Have 'em stand by.

-You want O2?

-Yes, five liters.

Update BP?

-80 over 48.

-Hunter.

I heard the call on the way home.

What's happening?

-Kid got beat up over in Jackson street.

-What's his condition?

-Took a hell of a beating, doesn't

look good though right now.

-G Mary and j. I knew this was going to happen.

Any witnesses?

-Well, we do have one woman who saw the whole thing happen

from her fourth story fire escape.

-Great, that means she can't ID anyone, right?

-Where is he?

I want to see my boy.

Where is he?

Somebody please talk to me.

Please?

-Molenski.

Could you help this lady out please?

-It's ok, officer.

-I want to see my boy.

-Are you Randy Ellis' mother?

-Yes!

Is he all right?

-I'm officer joanne molenski, LAPD.

- Is he in there? - Let's go over here and talk.

Calm down, relax.

-Please.

Ms, please tell me.

-They're doing everything the can.

Have a seat right here.

-Two of these incidents in two days.

The chief called me this morning wanting an update.

I told him all was well and you were on the case.

-Well I'm on the case, all right,

but all is not well, Charlie.

Our witness didn't describe anybody specifically,

but she did say Randy's attackers were white.

-Don't tell me there were five of them.

-Yep.

-We have got to pray to god one of them wasn't Danko.

-Why do I feel his is?

-I thought you talked to him again?

-Well I did talk to him, but apparently he

didn't listen to me.

-Oh, no.

-What?

What's he doing here?

-I don't know.

-McBride!

-Wait a second, hunter.

-What are you doing here?

-I'm doing my job.

Just like you, sergeant.

-My job doesn't include pumping up an entire neighborhood.

-Relax, hunter.

-I am a reporter.

I'm objective and i'm here to get the facts.

-You don't need the facts.

You write whatever you want.

-Well you seem to have a lot of trouble with facts.

-Let me just tell you something.

-All right, relax.

-I only write what's there.

-That's a lie.

-Yeah, as a matter of fact that last piece you did

was a little one-sided, wouldn't you say?

Decent hardworking citizens protecting their home.

You make it sound like there were murderers...

-Look I am not going to be intimidated

by this police department.

-I'd like to hear the song you're going to sing when

your editor gets a phone call from commander burns, pally.

-Molenski, what did Ms. Ellis have to say?

-Randy was supposed to be meeting a girl

from his school named Lisa baker.

They were going to get together for a tutoring session

at the library in Sierra heights.

-Now wait a minute, what are you saying?

This kid may not be a drug dealer?

He's an innocent student on his way to the library?

-Tomorrow, bright and earlier, you're at the baker house,

you got it?

-Got it.

-I'm gonna go see a jerk.

-You stay away from Danko.

Tonight, anyway.

-Hi, how's it going?

-Good.

Sorry I don't have time for breakfast

but how about dancing Thursday night?

-Oh, heck.

Thursday nights I have karate class.

-Friday then.

I mean I got a job, a car, all my own teeth.

-Me too, small world.

-See we have so much in common.

So what's keeping us apart?

-I'm officer joanne molenski.

You know someone named Lisa baker?

-Yeah I know her, she's my sister.

Look, she already went to school.

What do you want to talk to her about?

-I just want to ask her some questions.

-Joe.

Oh, hi.

What's going on?

-Police officer, ma.

She wants to talk to Lisa.

Look I told her she already went to school.

-Well is Lisa in some sort of trouble?

-No, I just wanted to talk to her about something

that happened yesterday evening.

-Oh, what was that?

-Mom.

Oh, hi.

Sorry, didn't know I was interrupting.

-Look, I thought she already went to school.

-I'm officer joanne molenski, Los Angeles police department.

You know a young man named Randy Ellis?

-Yeah.

-Randy was apparently jumped by a group of men in a vacant lot

not far from here yesterday afternoon.

He's in the hospital in serious condition.

-Oh my god.

Randy's mom said he was on his way to the library to meet you.

Is that true?

-Yeah, he was tutoring me in art and I

was helping him with chemistry class.

I was going to meet him but he never showed up.

-Hunter.

Come here a second, I need to talk to you.

This is detective ray snyder, narco.

He's got something for us.

-Detective.

-Sergeant.

You think, with all the heat on the Jackson street area,

the homeboys would lay low.

But we zeroed in on a crack house that's

been doing serious business all summer.

We're talking nonstop around the clock.

Place is run by a man named David Allen Walker.

Early 30's, 6'2, brown on brown, emerald ring.

A gold rolex you could bench press.

Your average white trash pusher. Showtime's midnight.

-Open up!

Police!

-Freeze!

Police!

-Don't shoot, man.

Don't shoot.

I want to make a deal.

-You ain't got nothing to make a deal with.

-The black kid, over on Jackson street, the one that got

beat up.

-What about him?

-I know who hammered him.

-Surely there's no need for a pair of handcuffs on the boy.

And Joe, I'll call Mr. Mills.

He'll know a lawyer, he'll know what we should do.

He didn't do anything, you'll find out.

-Don't worry, mom.

It's going to be all right.

-Hey, hunter.

-Oh, and I just had lunch.

-Well, hear you made an arrest based on the word of a crack

dealer who would sell his lungs if he had to.

-Walker was an eyewitness.

His story checks out.

-That's bull.

Let me tell you something.

-If I slammed the stories your slamming,

I'd have been fired a long time.

-Listen, Joe baker works six days a week

to support his mother and his sister.

He takes classes at night and he still has time for that watch

program that's trying to clean up his neighborhood.

-Too bad he listened to Danko.

-Well at least Danko and baker have

the guts to do the dirty work.

-Have you been drinking?

If you want to write the story, the real story,

write our side of it.

You'll sell more papers.

-Yeah?

No, the story is police manipulation and I know that.

-Joe baker beat up a kid.

A good kid, a decent kid.

An honor student even.

Did you know he has a full scholarship

to Cal conservatory?

Yeah, he does.

Now take a nap, wake up and write the truth.

-He's a good kid, huh?

-Hi.

Randy?

I'm officer joanne molenski, LAPD.

How you feeling?

-Better, thanks.

-Good.

I met your mom the other night.

They brought you into the hospital.

She's real nice, and real worried about you.

-Yeah, my mom is the greatest.

-So what happened the other day, Randy?

-I was on my home from the library,

when five men jumped me and chased me down the street.

-Five white men?

-Yeah, five white men.

-Did you see any of their faces?

-It all happened so fast, I wasn't concentrating on much

except for getting out of there.

-I see.

Do you have any idea why they attacked you?

-No.

-You live at 129 green street, right?

-Yes.

-What were you doing over on Jackson street?

-I was walking home from the library.

-Well isn't Jackson street about a mile

out of the way from where you live?

Randy, your mom said you meeting Lisa baker

at the library to do homework.

-I think my mom must've made a mistake.

-No, I don't think so.

She seemed real sure about it.

-No.

I went to study by myself.

-You do know Lisa baker?

-Yes.

She's in a couple of my classes.

-But you weren't over on Jackson street to meet her?

-No.

I said no.

-You know Lisa baker lives about two

blocks from where you were beaten up.

Do you know Joe baker?

-That's Lisa's big brother.

-So you know Lisa pretty well?

-Like I said, we're in a few classes together.

-We arrested Joe baker as one of the five men

who chased you and beat you up.

Something doesn't make sense here, Randy.

What's going on?

-Randy, can I talk to you for a second?

-Yes.

-This won't take a minute.

-So what's on you mind?

-Well, I just got a phone call.

Have a seat.

-What's with the phone call?

-That Jackson street thing.

Got a call from commander burns a little while ago.

-Sam, Joe baker's gonna beat this rap.

There is not a jury in the world that's

going to convict this kid.

Forget about it.

-Now listen, Andy, are you sure you're not using that story

to attack the police department?

-What the hell are you talking about?

-Burns asked me if this newspaper

is condoning vigilantism.

-That's ridiculous!

-That's not ridiculous.

Let me tell you something, Andy McBride.

The way it sits right now, it looks

like this newspaper is condoning vigilantism.

And I'll tell you something, we do not.

-That's, that's just great.

Everywhere I go, somebody's trying

to pull me back every time things get a little hot.

The truth is out there on the streets, Sam.

But you don't want to stir things up.

And that's too bad, because that's what

a newspapers for, to stir things up.

That's what sells.

-It's not just about selling newspapers, Andy.

-Yes it is.

You brought me in here to boost the circulation, something

this newspaper needs really bad.

Let me do my job, Sam.

-Andy.

Ok, you're right.

We do want to sell newspapers and we do need that story.

But, please, make sure you're right.

-Sam, we've know each other a long time, right?

A long time.

You got to trust me.

Got to trust me.

You also got to buy a new tie.

I mean, you don't even have a newspaper for god's sakes.

-Andy, that information you wanted from San Jose

just got in.

-Gloria, I love you.

-Randy Ellis, the alleged victim was arrested

in San Jose in 1987 for possession of marijuana.

Convicted in juvenile court, he was sentenced to 40 hours

community service and two years probation.

Why am I hearing about this from Andy McBride?

-Ellis was 13 years of age when that happened.

It doesn't mean he was down on Jackson street selling dope.

-Well our case against baker is severely damaged.

-Look, I know, I just didn't think to check his background.

-Well Andy McBride sure as hell did.

Now baker's lawyer's gonna stroll into court

and say, "here's my stand up, white client just

trying to protect his neighbor against a black drug dealer.

And all we got that says anything different

is the word of David Allen Walker,

a two-time time drug dealer.

Now get me some evidence.

-Forensics has already gone over every square inch

of this place.

-Now, the woman who saw Randy being beaten

said the men came out of here and took off down the street.

I say we give the street the once over and see what we find.

I say they made a right-hand turn and ran up the street.

Come here for a minute.

What's that look like to you?

-Looks like a stinking sewer to me.

-No, no, no.

The pipe.

-Oh, no.

-Yeah, come on, I'll hold your jacket.

-Man, this is great stuff.

What does the lab say?

-Nothing yet, but checking for prints

and the possible Max on Randy Ellis' blood type.

-Fabulous, fabulous.

So how soon will we hear from the lab?

-Uh, within the hour.

-All right, great.

Let me know when the lab comes through.

-Ok.

-I'm going to commander Clayton's office.

You come with me I want to give you a complete update.

-Yeah, molenski here.

Yeah, I think I can make it in about two hours.

Ok, got it.

-Officer.

-Don't you think you're pushing that press pass a little far?

You got a lot of nerve showing up here.

-This is one of my most treasured possessions.

I mean without it I'm on the outside.

-You don't get it, do you?

-I guess hunter told you about our little conversation

on Joe baker, right?

-Look, I'm real busy.

-I've been thinking, maybe you and hunter are right.

I want to discuss the case and get

the police department's point of view.

Can you give me a little time?

Please.

-Metro, molenski.

Oh, yeah.

Ok, that's great.

Great.

I'll be right there.

Ok.

Have a seat.

I'll be right back.

-Thanks.

-Joe what if they do find your prints on that pipe,

what you did was right.

-Look, Danko, fingerprints are fingerprints,

and no alibi is going to erase that.

-That may very well be but we've to build

public sympathy for you.

Look, we can appeal to the court that you acted emotionally

to a dope dealer in your neighborhood.

-What do you mean?

-Look, Lisa, you don't know everything

there is to know about Randy Ellis.

Considering that your brother's freedom is on the line,

you can't say for sure that Randy doesn't still

sell dope occasionally, can you?

-Why?

Randy was never selling dope to anyone at anytime.

-Look, Lisa, just give Joe the benefit of a doubt.

That's all.

-Are you asking me to lie?

-Honey we're talking about your brother here.

You want to help Joe out, don't you?

-Lisa, it's chance to help me out.

Now after all, Randy did sell dope once.

-Joe was just trying to protect his neighborhood

and his family.

Now it's your turn.

You got to help Joe out, Lisa.

You could be a very big part of this case.

Those cos and those judges could get nuts with this.

We don't know what'll happen with Joe.

Think about that, will ya, honey?

-So you're sure about all this now Lisa?

-Yes.

-Randy Ellis did use drugs at school occasionally?

-Yes.

-And sometimes when you were studying together,

he offered them to you, right?

-Yes.

-Now, the night that Randy got beat up,

he was down on Jackson street to sell you drugs,

is that correct?

-Yes.

-So will you make a formal statement?

-Of course she will.

-He's not talking to you.

-Now Lisa, a formal statement is like testifying in court.

It's very important that you tell the truth,

now you understand that, don't you?

-What, are you calling her a liar?

-No, sir, I'm just trying to make

sure she understands what she's in for.

You do follow me now, don't you?

-Yes, I'll make a statement.

-Good.

Come with me.

-You see hunter, people like us know more about what's

happening on the street than you do.

-Get out of here!

-Let's go, Danko, come on.

-What did Randy Ellis say when you

him that Joe baker might have beat him up.

-He didn't react.

He just clammed up.

-Yeah.

These kids are hiding sometimes.

Let's find out what it is.

-Lisa baker made a formal statement this morning, Randy.

She said you were on Jackson street

that day to sell her dope.

-She said that?

-Yes she did.

What do you think about that?

-I was on my way home from the library.

I told officer molenski about...

-I know what you told officer molenski, Randy.

You also said you didn't see the people who attacked you.

-That's right.

That's what I said.

-You sure you didn't recognize Joe baker?

-Yes, I'm sure.

-Randy, if you did, it's ok, but you

got to speak up and speak up right now.

Stop protecting Lisa.

-Hey I'm not protecting Lisa.

-You don't seem to understand.

If you don't tell us what's going on,

Randy, the men who beat you up are gonna look like heroes.

-Mind if I sit down?

-Sure.

Go ahead.

-How you doing?

-Find.

-Lisa, I know how hard this has all been of you.

How hard it was to do what you had to do this morning.

-I just want everything to be all right.

-I know you do.

But lying for Joe isn't gonna solve it.

I believe you didn't mean for this to happen.

But lying for him only makes it worse.

It poisons everything it touches.

It'll effect Joe's life, Randy's life, and your life, Lisa.

Got to tell the truth.

-Randy and I helped each other with our homework.

He was helping me with art history.

Should see some of his drawings.

-I have seen.

Randy's art teacher showed me this.

Took a lot of talent to do that kind of work.

You're in love with Randy, aren't you, Lisa?

-Yes.

You know how my brother is.

How my family is.

Randy is so good.

I was saving for him.

You could see it.

That afternoon he called me.

He wanted to come over and meet my family.

I said no.

He called back, I agreed to meet him.

Can you imagine the looks he would've

gotten when he walked in?

The look I would've gotten?

-Randy saw his attackers, didn't he?

-He saw them.

All of them.

He saw Joe.

He's just protecting us by not saying

anything that would hurt the family.

-Danko!

-What's your problem now, hunter?

-Got a warrant for your arrest?

-Oh yeah, what for?

-Obstruction of justice, attempted murder.

-You're crazy.

-Really?

Molenski!

You had Lisa lie about Randy.

You couldn't keep your mouth shut, could ya?

-You act so brave and tough.

But I think the reason you beat up

Randy is because you're afraid.

Afraid of anyone that is different than you.

-See Randy identified you from a photograph

as the one who led the attack against him.

-I don't have to take this crap.

-Hey, molenski.

How are the street?

-You opened the forensics file that was on my desk.

You stole the information and gave it to Danko, didn't you?

-Hey, hold on.

What are you crazy?

-It doesn't bother you that Randy

Ellis could've been killed.

That Lisa baker had to lie to keep her brother out of jail.

All you care about is your byline.

-I printed what I believed in.

-You don't believe in anything.

You're an opportunist.

You just stir up the pot, you don't give

a damn about the truth or who gets hurt.

-Oh, is that so?

-Yeah, that's so.

I don't want to see you face in Metro anymore.

Your press privileges have been suspended.