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- Hi, Andy.

- How you doing? What'd you decide?

- Well, first we gotta set some ground rules.

- You got the wrong idea, Harry.

You don't wanna sit like a little prince,

"You will do this and you won't do that."

You wanna listen to what these people need.

And hope you can do it for them.

- What do they need?

- That's some evidence that they want queered,

some dope.

- What? They want me to steal it?

- No, no, no. You just take the tag off.

Put it on some quinine or something.

Make it look like they busted cut.

- I don't know, Andy. - You don't know?

I can sell what you owe me to the shylocks

for 40 cents on the dollar.

Now you're paying three points a week.

And when you miss, you get your butt kicked.

- I gotta decide. I'm not sure.

-Today. Otherwise, it's going to the lam.

Mr. Big Shot, Mr. Gambler.

- Mr. Policeman.

- Today the Victims Aid program will run out of City Court.

That means that, when filing an incident report

in which no arrest has been made, you no longer

fill out the magenta 11s.

The victim applies for aid himself.

But when you do make a bust, however, instead of

turning 'em in at precinct, you now attach the magenta 11s

directly to the arrest report when filing at arraignment.

We got that? Officer Renko?

- Yes, sir.

- So, you're gonna file your magenta 11s where?

- Under the circumstances, the magenta 11 would be

a victim-orientated...

- That's right, that's right. But where is it gonna go?

- City Court. - City Court.

- Thank you, the both of you.

Item Nine, Captain Furillo is at the breakfast

for retiring Captain Eastland

and Captain Designate Ray Calletano.

Lt. Calletano's replacement begins his tour tomorrow.

He's on orientation transfer until then.

His name is Lt. Norman Buntz.

He's from the Heights.

Lt. Buntz is back left of the room.

Hey, welcome to the Hill, Lt.

- Thank you.

- Tomorrow we'll break out the band.

Oh, incidentally, celebration for Lt. Calletano

begins at 7:15 p.m. prompt

at the La Paloma Room Kubiak Lodge.

- You at that game in Tijuana? - Yeah. 10, Operations.

Belker, LaRue, Washington, Garibaldi coordinate

with Inspector Froebel from the hack bureau.

They're gonna be documenting harassment of

the local gypsy cabs been serving the Hill for years.

They're being harassed by Fleet and Medallion vehicles

who suddenly find out they been missing out on

a lot of good business up here.

- If they were fleet enough, we'd never catch 'em.

- Yeah, right.

- Also, Lt. Goldblume continues his special assignment

with the state lottery office.

Okay, that's it.

Let's have a safe shift. Let's go do our jobs.

- Hi. Wayne Froebel, fellows.

- Yeah, yeah. J. D. LaRue.

- Neal Washington.

- You and me, we worked together on some cab heists

five, six years ago. Hey, Mick.

Mick Belker, Wayne Froebel, hack bureau.

- How are you?

- Right. I think I remember you.

There's an embarrassing situation.

- What?

- Man's got egg on his face.

- Have you seen Lt. Hunter?

- Hey, where's Harry at?

- You mean, "Sorry Guys Garibaldi"?

The last couple of months, Harry's been late more often

than Peaches Lebanks.

- Hey, gee! Earth calling lady, huh?

- Terribly sorry! They just broke into my car.

I'm all nerves!

Oh, I made you spill all over your suit?

Please let me pay for a dry cleaning.

- They got $1.75 where I go, without the pants.

- Are you all right, sir? - Gravity boots, Ballantine.

I have decided henceforth to start my mornings

with an infusion of blood into the old cranium.

- Is that really comfortable, sir?

- It's invigorating.

Lubricates the synaptic connections.

- Well, meet you upstairs then, sir.

- Meet you upstairs, Ballantine.

- Unless you want me to stay.

- You mean as a spotter? - Yeah.

- It's utterly unnecessary. - Okay, then.

- The only possible mishap would be a pipe giving way.

- Keenan findings are gonna issue this morning, Frank.

Know what this jerk grand jury has got after four months?

Know what they're gonna announce?

Nothing.

Penny ante corruption charges on the six cops we already knew,

not that any corruption is insignificant.

- No indictments in Keenan's killing.

- Which, let's face it, Frank, that's the same

as if I'd been named.

Listen, I want you to head a commission of inquiry

into Keenan's death and everything else.

Into the whole damn department.

We've got to put this thing behind us.

- With what kind of authority?

- I haven't thought through all the nuts and bolts just yet.

- To have any teeth, this kind of panel

has to have subpoena power.

- Frank, more gratitude, fewer conditions.

- I'd also want a free hand in selecting other members

of the panel.

And I want a public pledge of your cooperation.

- You believe the stories?

You think there are four pads and a bag man in every precinct?

- I think that department morale has never been lower.

Every man is looking back over his shoulder

wondering whom to trust.

I also think that, if we don't clean house,

somebody's gonna do it for us.

- What about Keenan? You think I killed Joe Keenan?

- I don't know.

- Well, you self-righteous...

- I go into this with a clean slate, Chief.

I won't front a public relations exercise.

- You got whatever you need.

- I accept.

- You come and get me, Furillo.

You get some evidence I'm involved, you come after me.

- If there's evidence, I won't be asking permission.

- Frank? - Ray?

- Chief? - Ray?

Great day, long overdue.

- Over the past six weeks, since the news that I would be

Captain of the Polk Avenue Precinct,

I have spent what spare time I could getting to know

the officers at my new precinct.

I thought Captain Eastland might want to hear

what some of his men have said about him.

"He always stood up for us with downtown."

"He's made our jobs easier because he does his so well."

"I've worked under five captains

and he's the best, hands down."

I'm honored to introduce the man whose position I'm taking,

but who I know I cannot replace, Art Eastland.

- Thanks, Ray.

Chief, brother officers.

So why quit five years before mandatory?

I know the rumors.

He's sick, he has a babe in Florida.

I wish.

The truth is, I'm tired of it.

I'm tired with what we've all been reading in the newspapers

and maybe just a little bit tired

of wondering if any of it's true.

But since I announced, I've been reminded

of the other side of the coin, what I've felt from my men.

And especially now with what I'm hearing so gracious

from Ray Calletano.

I listen to Ray and I honest to God

wonder if I made a mistake.

Maybe I'd better take a little more time

to think this retirement thing over.

I don't know if I want to go.

- I'm gonna take 10 minutes, guys.

- Hey, where the hell you going, Harry?

- I gotta pick up a prescription.

- Hey, Garibaldi, you picking up that prescription

to win or across the board?

- Ha-ha, J. D.

- Ha-ha-ha, my butt. Hey, Harry?

- Yeah?

- Hey, look, I want you to put $4 for me on

the letter J to win in the second race.

That's the letter J.

- If I go by an OTB.

- Yeah, Harry, on your way to the pharmacy.

Kid's getting in trouble, Neal.

I see all the signs. - Mm-hmm.

Sounded to me like you just put down a bet your own self, baby.

- That's entirely different.

It's $4 and it's on a horse that I happen to have been following.

- Hey!

Excuse me! You just cut in front of me!

You did. Right here. You took my spot!

- Go write your Congressman.

- I need a cab, mack? Mack? Cab?

- Hey, you need a cab?

- We don't usually get the company cabs up here.

- Well, you're gonna start getting 'em now.

- Hey, you can't take the fare, man.

- Hey!

- Call me if you grow, dwarf.

I'll come back and kick your butt.

- J... 7J409!

- Should we bust him? - Let's hold off.

- He just drove into my car!

- Plus verbal abuse, calling you a dwarf.

I want heavy harassment, though, before we make our move.

- Dog's life, eh, Detective?

- Pull over, stupid!

- He's not even coming up hot.

- Hey, you believe this jerk?

- It's registered Leona Cleveland.

- You're kidding me. Are you serious?

That's Ozzie's wife! That's the mayor's wife!

Probably doesn't know it was stolen yet.

We're gonna do ourselves some good on this one, at least.

All right, freeze, buddy!

Freeze!

- Oh, man. - Take it easy.

- You're trying to kill me! - Nobody's gonna kill you now.

You feel like anything's broken?

Hey! - No, no.

- All right, just get up real easy.

Put your hands behind your back.

Are you all right?

- Yeah. - All right.

Just take it easy.

- Joe? He's Lee Cleveland. - What?

- He's Lee Cleveland. - Does the picture match?

Hey, Lee, you related to Leona Cleveland?

- That's my mother.

- Your father's the mayor, right?

- Yeah.

- It's your bust, Sarge.

- You know, buddy, you almost give me

a heart attack jumping out in front of our unit like that.

I wouldn't be doing that again if I were you.

- I'm sorry. - In the back? This one?

- Yeah. - Yep, yep.

- Him! This one!

- All right, just step over here.

Sir, this man said you took something from

his store across the street there.

- Ain't you guys got nothing better to do...

- Now you just be quiet until my partner talks to you.

- Why you rob from me?

- How come you rob from the neighborhood?

- Never rob! What's wrong with you?

- Man, you rob with your prices! - What did he steal?

- Fruit. - Fruit?

- They take all the time. You make bust.

- Listen, sir, if we do that,

you gotta come down to the court.

And you gotta leave your store...

- I come. No matter.

- Yeah, sure.

You got 50 relatives working that rat hole!

- You shut up.

- Hey, what you want, man, huh? You want a lousy quarter?

- Wait a minute, wait a minute! Mr., uh...

- Pak.

- Mr. Pak, you want this boy here

to make restitution right now?

- No! You make bust. My only store on block.

No one else have stores, so they rob me.

- Sir, we're gonna have to arrest you.

Are you charging anyone else?

- They take other times. - I mean now.

All right, let's go.

- Yo, Jodie, tell my grandma where I'm at!

- Yeah, man. - Here! Fruit he stole.

- Lookie here, Bobby, got evidence.

- He stole!

- Yeah, I know he stole. We make bust.

- Art Eastland was reacting to the emotion of the moment.

- Why? Why did I have to say all those nice things about him?

- Look, you weren't going to assume command

until Monday anyway.

And he's gonna decide by the end of the day.

So try to take it easy.

- Captain, Mayor's son's been busted.

- I heard.

- Cleveland's office has been notified.

- Captain Furillo? Norman Buntz.

- How are you? - Ray Calletano.

- Yeah, how you doing?

Guess I'm taking your oar in the boat, huh?

You going up in the bridge?

- Yes. Excuse me.

- Sure. So...

- So, you start with us tomorrow.

- Yeah. I figured I'd come in and find out

where the john is.

- I don't know if you've heard,

but there's a glitch with Ray's promotion.

Captain Eastland is reconsidering his retirement.

I'm sure it'll all get resolved.

But on the outside chance that Ray stays,

he'll be your senior in command.

- Uh-huh. Well, I hope it resolves.

- Uh, what do you like to be called?

- At the Heights, they called me Guido.

I'm German, see, but I look like such a guinea.

Or Norm's good. How about yourself?

Frank? - Fine.

- Just in here.

I mean, I'll give you your rank in front of the men.

- I look forward to working with you, Norm.

- Same here, Frank.

- Get with Jablonski. He'll show you the ropes.

- Yeah. Is there anything we can do

to nudge Eastland along? I mean, slash his tires?

Naw, seriously, got anything on him?

- No.

- Trenton, I'm afraid we're gonna have to book you.

- I'm gonna lose my parole.

- We'll get you to an afternoon arraignment.

Wait and see how it works out.

- Trenton, what's with all the Blue Beret stuff, man?

- Oh, it's Project Security.

You know, escort for the elderly.

- How many old folks can afford to pay

for getting walked to the bus, man?

- Hey, we don't charge. Look, there's no charge.

You think these people don't need safety, man?

Hold on. You think the police are gonna protect 'em?

- What I think, Trenton, is that you came

out of correctional wanting to get your life together.

- I saw through to a lot of things up there.

- Well, what about the good you wanna do, man?

You gotta get your own thing together first.

Look, that Korean's the only store on 116th Street.

You chase him away and that ain't gonna

do your old people no good.

- Sorry, Bobby, things are up for grabs today.

This Trenton Moore? - Yeah.

- Miss Davenport, Lee Cleveland. Room B.

- Thanks, Sergeant. - This way, Trenton.

- Sgt. Jablonski? Debbie Craig.

Personnel sent me.

- Will a private attorney be taking over your case, Lee?

- No. - These are all your priors?

- Mm-hmm.

- Depending on your case report, I think we stand

a good chance at alternative sentencing.

Would you be willing to enroll in a detox program?

Lee?

- Yes, or die in one.

- Is that why you drove into the side of the bridge?

- I don't care if I live. I lied so many times.

Didn't turn out to be lying. I said I was gonna quit.

But I was coming home to quit.

Instead, I got high and went to steal her car.

I can't believe myself no more!

- Do you wanna stop?

- I say so, but I don't know if I mean it!

- Maybe this time you do.

- Mr. Mayor! Mr. Mayor!

What do you plan to do about your son?

- Sergeant? - Mr. Mayor. Excuse me.

Back here, fellas, until you have a pass.

- I'm here to file a stolen car complaint against Lee Cleveland.

- Yes, sir.

- You think with this Eastland thing

up in the air that it's bad taste to go ahead

with Ray Calletano's gala?

- I wouldn't think so, Howard.

- Well, my deposit at the Kubiak is refundable

if we cancel by four.

- No, no, no. I'd go ahead with it.

Mayor? You have a minute?

- Frank?

I heard Fletcher's announcement about this new commission.

I'm delighted especially that you're heading it.

- Thank you.

- How big? How many civilians?

- Well, I haven't had a chance to make

any firm judgments yet.

But other than somebody from the D.A.'s office,

I'm not sure there'll be any.

- You need civilians for credibility, Frank.

It's passed the point that the public will trust

this department to clean its own house.

- I'll take that into consideration.

- I appreciate your handling this.

- You wanna see him, Ozzie?

- Why? So he can lie to me again?

So he can break our hearts again?

I have a statement to read.

- Same horse.

- Come here. Come on!

- What?

- You know what's going on inside?

- Well, I heard rumors.

- Listen, I wanna bet a horse. I can't go in there myself.

- Like a problem for the management?

- Yeah.

Now, listen, I'll give you a sawbuck if you take the bet

in there for me.

- Sidney's errand service at your disposal.

- $200 win, $200 place on Heavenly J.

- Four-bagger, huh? We talking fixola here?

We talking chemical encouragement?

- Come on, I'm in a hurry.

- And I'll go shopping for you afterwards.

Get you anything you want.

- What do you say, Harry? - Hey, Andy.

- What's going on?

Did you come over to tell me what you decided?

- Yeah. I wanted to tell you that I'm thinking about it.

- You came over here to tell me that you're thinking about it?

- Yeah.

- 'Cause you know you got a fix that evidence

by this afternoon or doors close on a lot of different people.

- I know.

- Anything else you wanna tell me?

- No, I don't think so.

- Bring out Mr. Wonderful!

- Oh, man.

- You know what's happening to you, Harry?

- What is going on here?

- You're beginning to run away from reality.

- I try to lay a bet, I get thrown around like wet laundry!

- I mean, otherwise, you'd never think that we'd let

this street slug, a guy who hasn't made a $20 bet

in two weeks, come in with a $400 play

and we're not gonna find out who he's bearding for?

- Hey, I been looking for my spot.

- I wanna take one last shot, Andy.

- You don't have any more shots, pal.

Your quota's up.

- Excuse me.

If you're not gonna allow me to make a bet,

will you please return my currency?

I'll take my trade elsewhere.

- Now are you going to do this thing for us?

- Hey, what? Am I in a bubble here?

- All right! I'll try to do it end of shift.

- Okay.

Less $300 you owe me.

Here's $100 for you to walk around.

- Let me bet it on that horse.

- You don't wanna crash...

- Let me bet it!

- Come on inside.

- Damn Korean shot a man.

- All right, everybody just step back!

Mr. Pak, let me have the gun.

- He robbed inside.

My mother cleaning fruit there.

Tried to stop him.

He come knife with my mother.

I shoot.

- You got a permit for this gun?

- No permit yet. I apply.

- Now, Mr. Pak, now listen to me.

You're gonna have to come down.

You understand that? Down to the station?

- How is she?

- We're gonna take her into the hospital, understand?

Think she's got a concussion.

- He beat my nephew.

I no shoot 'til he come knife with my mother.

- Come in, Mr. Pak... - Many witness. Many.

- Tell your nephew not to open the store.

- Let's go. Come on.

- Hey, Pak, like how it feels now?

- All right, all right, knock it off right now.

I mean it!

Knock it off right now. Have some respect!

- Got a BLT on a Kaiser, pick-up.

- You're down, J. D., second race.

- Gracias.

- Of course, there's zero chance.

Coffee and a burger, Dottie?

- Hey, who's Garibaldi's selection?

- Heavenly J by Daylight.

- Letter A. - Letter A, right. Why?

Did you look at him?

- You gave me your ticket. - Is that right?

- $50 win and place, Harry. Pretty hefty bet.

- Yeah. Well, I told you the horse can't lose.

- No kidding?

Hey, why don't you come over to my crib later on, all right?

And I'll show you my Dewey for President card collection.

- Hi, Mick.

- Hi. What are you doing here?

- Thought I'd look up my BF.

- Well, your BF is glad.

Sit over here? - Yeah.

- Did you have lunch? - No.

- Are you hungry? What would you like?

- Uh, how about some peaches? - You want my peaches?

Yeah.

I made an appointment with Dr. Hersch tomorrow.

- Why? What's up? - Nothing.

I'm late.

- What does that mean?

Does that mean your think you're pregnant?

It's possible.

- You're laughing.

- Don't go bing-bong on me, Mick.

I'm not sure. I'm just a little late.

I wanna find out.

- What are we gonna do? - Nothing.

- Norman Buntz? - Yeah, right.

- Does the next batter swing away?

- He's a regular Milton Berle, huh?

- Frank.

- Leona? - Frank?

I want those charges dropped.

I own that car and I don't want my son

charged with car stealing.

- Well, this says that you have joint ownership of that car.

- Never mind that!

Lee says he can get into a detox program

if the car stealing charges are dropped.

I want them dropped.

- Well, you and Ozzie are gonna have to make

that decision together, Leona. - Ozzie won't forgive him.

He's hardened his heart. He wants to punish Lee.

No, Frank, you talk to him, please.

- I don't think that's...

- Ozzie respects you. Please!

- I don't think that's my place, Leona.

- It is your place! Please!

I talk to my son on the phone!

Please! - All right, all right.

- I just want you to give him another chance!

- All right, it's all right. I'll try. I'll talk to him.

- Just give him another chance, Frank.

- I'll try, I'll try.

- Mrs. Cleveland? I'm Joyce Davenport.

I'll be representing your son through arraignment.

- They're gonna want to crucify my son.

My husband...

- I'm gonna go talk to the mayor right now.

Sorry.

- Just one minute. Frank?

Frank?

Judgment call, but I'd like to see this kid get a chance.

- See if you can push him down on your calendar.

If I can move Ozzie at all, I'll be in court.

- Never mind who it is, Captain Eastland.

Listen, I just wanna put on record.

We're all hearing it's some kind of popular tidal wave

and nobody wants you to retire.

I'm one of a whole lot of guys figured you for over the hill.

But we're all biting our tongues, see?

'Cause you are having the decency of stepping down.

Yeah, hey, hey, hey.

Forget all that stuff in the speech, huh?

I'm one of the guys the lieutenant was talking to.

Then afterwards, we're all laughing up our sleeves.

We couldn't believe anybody bought that crapola.

So come on. What do you say, Captain, huh?

You had a wonderful, distinguished career.

Now why don't you wake up and smell the freakin' coffee?

And that's with affection as well as concern.

Hey, Lieutenant. How about dropping a dime?

- What do you mean?

- Tell Eastland he's old meat.

Call and tell him he's finished.

- I apologize for the intrusion, Ozzie.

- What is it? - Leona's asked me...

- Just stop right there.

- She says it's unclear that the car was stolen.

- The car was stolen. Money was stolen.

So was my watch.

So was the pen my father gave me when I graduated high school.

- But if he has a real desire and not a kick...

- I'm not asking for special favors so my son can wind up

high in some shooting gallery.

- The idea was that he'd sign himself into detox.

- From which he could also sign himself out!

And rob somebody or worse so he could fix.

Now if he really has a desire to stop, let him stop in jail.

For God sakes, Frank, do you think this is easy?

- I'm sorry.

- Call my wife, please.

- Bail application for defendant Pak, Miss Davenport.

- For recognizance, Your Honor.

The police reports are persuasive as to self-defense.

People are charging on the unlicensed firearm.

- No objection.

- You're released on recognizance, Mr. Pak.

Your attorney will tell you when to appear.

Nice shot.

- Docket J93194. Trenton Moore, petty larceny.

- Person in the previous case is the complainant?

- Yes. - Mr. Pak has had a busy day.

- Your Honor, this arrest was for the theft of a pear

and my client offered restitution.

- Arresting officers present? - I'm here, Your Honor.

I did hear the defendant offer to pay, sir.

In my opinion, Your Honor, this is not a case

where a parole should be violated.

- You got an open parole, Mr. Moore.

- I was at Whitcomb Correctional.

- Well, I'm gonna follow the recommendation

of the officers here.

Do not notify Parole Board.

I'm dismissing, Mr. Moore.

But, no, you do not wanna make a return appearance

before me for a piece of fruit or anything else.

- All right.

- Adjourned in contemplation of dismissal.

- J9320, Lee Cleveland.

Narcotics paraphernalia, felony theft,

reckless operation.

On for bail.

- Mr. Cleveland asks permission to enroll

in Springwood Detoxification Program.

- People ask $20,000, Your Honor.

- Your Honor, I'd like to say,

uh, I know I have problems.

Uh, but, uh...

I been to my uncle's in Rockford trying to kick.

Uh, but I really want to kick.

But I made a mistake.

And, uh, I would ask, uh...

If I would be allowed to kick

because if I could do detox,

then I... I'd like to try.

But if I could be brought down on medication,

I... I think I... Oh... uh...

- All right.

- Uh, I apologize, I apologize.

- All right. $20,000 bond.

Now Mr. Cleveland, if that auto theft charge is dropped,

Court would consider a detox enrollment.

I think some apologies and explanations

to family might be in order, sir.

- Where they at?

My mother said she was gonna try to be here!

- Call the next case. - Wait a minute!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Look, I can't kick like that!

- Next case? - Please, wait a minute!

Wait a minute! - Seems cold to me.

- Well, you figure Ozzie ought to give the kid a medal or what?

- Please, what I'm supposed to do?

- About what, Mr. Pak? - All hate now.

- Isn't that pretty much how you felt about

all of them, Mr. Pak?

- I was only angry at who steal. I don't hate your people.

- Well, sir, if that's the case, then why don't you try hiring

one of them boys out of the neighborhood or something.

- Family work in store.

- Mr. Pak, don't you see how that would show people

that you felt you were part of the community down there?

- Hold it just a moment, Robert.

I think Mr. Pak can make up his mind on this thing.

Can't you, sir?

- It's a good investment, Mr. Pak.

- You better check out your own personal cars

'cause Medallion's messed with some of them, man.

- What?

- They messed with my car, they're gonna be messing

with my tire iron.

- Hey, what'd they do? - They sugared half the tanks.

- S.O.B.s put glue in my ignition!

This is enough! Now we got enough to move!

Let me see if your car starts, Detective.

We might be walking home.

- Hi. No, I'm fine.

I just wanted to ask you something.

I've seen these things advertised where you could,

you know, you could find that out at home

what you'll be asking Dr. Hersch tomorrow.

- Hey, you guys coming in, you better check your cars.

- You did? You mean, you already bought it.

So will we take it tonight?

Oh, I'm very excited.

I love you.

I see you tonight. Bye.

- Mr. Stein said, "Give some gypsies noise."

It was a little guy, that's all.

I mean, but I don't blow someone up,

I don't care who tells me.

- Yeah, you got a mind of your own, right, Benny?

- Maybe Central did it.

- You okay? - Yep.

- Captain Eastland just phoned.

He has decided not to change his plans.

He's going to stay retired!

- Well, all right!

- Congratulations, Captain Calletano!

- Thank you. Excuse me.

I have to call my wife.

- Shouldn't Detective Mayo sign in too?

- No. Detective Mayo transferred to Midtown, Miss Craig.

- Could you initial here,

please, that you went in by yourself?

- Okay.

Thank you.

We a team?

- I'm supposed to stay here.

- You know something? I'm getting a little frosted.

See, I gotta inventory this stuff for testimony.

I don't feel like having you giving me

the greasy eyeball while I do it.

- Look, I'm new. They said go by the regs.

- Yeah. Well, this is the real world, kid.

And the regs out here are you give some slack

when somebody asks you.

- Return the envelope to me. - Okay.

I didn't feel like doing it. Maybe I'll do it another time.

- Could you wait while I check it against the...

- It's all there. It all checks out.

- Garibaldi?

You better hock your crystal ball.

- What's up?

- My horse? Won. Paid $28 bucks.

- Congratulations.

- How deep are you in, Harry?

They got you stuck pretty good.

- Who says I'm stuck at all?

- I don't figure a guy bets half his take-home to get ahead.

I figure he's looking to get even.

- I'm stuck pretty bad.

I don't even know how it happened.

- Okay, look. I been around this block.

Whatever got you into it, what you're doing now

is just chasing good money after bad.

- Listen, J. D., if you been here, then you know

this whole conversation's a waste of time.

- Hey, ready?

- You don't have to touch bottom, man.

- Hey, yo, Harry?

Wanna ride over with us?

- No, thanks. I gotta meet someone.

Maybe I'll see you over there.

- Understand it was your Chevy, Mick.

- Yep.

- Understand that Froebel fellow just got blowed to death.

- Correct. - Well...

- It's gotta be top five. What do you think?

- Which?

- Worst ways to croak, being blown into 80 different pieces.

- Nah, that ain't the worst way. This way's quick.

It's efficient. You're gone.

You ain't got time...

- Do not start!

- Sorry.

- Sorry.

- Well, sir, you... yes, sir.

- Oh, please don't croak on me, Mick.

- Thanks, Irwin.

Actually, I'm calling about the commission.

Look, if you're at all interested,

I'd love to see you first thing in the morning.

Mm-hmm?

Well, your mother was right, Irwin.

Can't hurt to listen. Good.

See you tomorrow.

- Irwin Bernstein for Committee Counsel.

- What do you think? - I think he'll be terrific.

Let's back up a couple of steps, Furillo.

Congratulations on the nifty offer.

- Thank you. - You seem to be taking it.

- I think I should. - I'm proud of you, Frank.

Isn't this how Kennedy got started?

Kefauver?

- Joe McCarthy?

- Sure you don't want me to come with you to the Kubiak?

- You hate the Kubiak. - I like Ray at least.

- Ozzie? - Mayor?

Meet you at the car.

- Now it's done.

Now I want you to prepare for the consequences.

- I don't know what you mean. - My wife bailed him out!

She made our son's bail on the felony!

- Did he check into detox?

- He's gonna get clean in Rockford.

She took him to the bus!

Now I want you to give your people a description.

- Why?

- Because he's gonna get off at the Decker Terminal.

He's gonna do whatever he has to do to get high!

- Ozzie, I think I know what you're feeling.

- You don't know what I'm feeling.

You don't know the shame, the sick fear you may be

responsible for hurting innocent people.

- I can't have him picked up, Ozzie.

Now without a new crime.

- All right, all right.

I know the streets. I'll find him.

- Ozzie?

- Ladies and gentlemen...

- Talk! Just talk loud! Don't talk into it!

- Why do we keep coming back to this joint?

- Uh, can I have your attention, please?

Ray, would you come up here for a moment?

- Thanks, Henry.

Ray...

I would like to read what is inscribed on this loving cup.

To Ray Calletano, worthy in service.

Loyal in friendship.

Given in gratitude, affection and respect

by his comrades at the Hill Street Station 26 September.

We're gonna miss you, amigo.

- Hey, all right!

- Excuse me.

- Oh! - Oh, I'm sorry.

- Excuse me. I'm sorry.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

- Seems to be a celebration in progress.

- You're exactly correct.

A colleague of mine has been promoted.

- Oh, how delightful. - Yes.

- Well... - What?

- Sad, isn't it? - What is?

- When you want to grasp a moment

and you don't know how.

- How would you do that?

- Just grasp it.

- Come on! Get the ball!

- Come on, shoot it!

- Put it up! Put it up!

You guys are weak! Weak!

- Say, Trenton?

- Hey, thanks for talking for me in court this afternoon.

- I just called it the way I saw it.

- Wanna hear something crazy?

Korean put up a help wanted sign.

- You're kidding. You gonna apply?

- He said I could.

Passed by, asked if I was gonna.

Thing is... - What?

- Well, I can't add too good, okay?

- Why don't I front you for a calculator?

Just bring me some prices.

- Man, that's not why I told you.

Look, I wasn't looking for charity, okay?

- Charity is when you don't expect to be paid back.

- I'll bring in the prices tomorrow.

- Okay. Catch you later.

- See you, man.

- I wish my mother had lived.

- Tell me. - I couldn't do it.

So now if you wanna sell my note to the juice guys, fine.

You go ahead.

See, but you're making a big mistake, Andy.

'Cause I'm paying every penny.

- You got that right.

- Oh!

- Meet your banker, Harry.

- What's your problem, pal?

- I don't get problems. I get $200 every Tuesday.

Keeps you even.

- What does that mean? It keeps you even?

- He means it keeps you even, Harry.

Your debt doesn't go up.

- No. No good.

I'm not paying.

- Hey, Harry, you're not that stupid.

- Oh, man, tough guy, big man.

- Judas Priest.

- Let's see what you got.

-I thought you're such a big shot.

I thought you're such a tough guy!

All right, now you guys leave me alone.

Oh!

- Damn it!

Oh, Lewis!

Lewis! - Oh, God!

- What's the matter with you?

- This the man that's got the problem.

- Now you see?

You're gonna get a lot of money out of him now.

- Get in the damn car!

- Officer...

Officer needs assistance.