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- Still positive, Mick?

- Morning, mom.

- Still alive, but I'm not optimistic.

- Was he ever conscious?

- If you're asking who to look for,

I'd say a butcher.

This man was gutted.

Excuse me.

- They're out in left field down there.

Sent me in the opposite direction.

So, what do we got?

- No good.

- And they begrudge a cop a living wage.

Subject to a totally unmotivated attack.

And lies fighting for his life.

That is your sense, isn't it, Frank?

I mean, it was an unmotivated attack.

Garibaldi wasn't in trouble, was he?

- Frank Furillo. I'm Harry's captain.

- Anthony Garibaldi.

- Chief Daniels.

- How do you do? - He's alive?

- Still alive, still in there fighting.

- 'Cause they said that he was extremely critical.

He's a fighter, you know. I mean, he's still fighting.

- This is the time to trust your department.

The people assigned are the ones that are gonna catch the S.O.B.

who did this to Garibaldi.

Meanwhile, we all got our own responsibilities and our jobs.

Item One, APB remains current for Lee Cleveland.

5'9", 26, black, no distinguishings.

- He's the mayor's son.

- Nothing from the pews today, okay?

He's considered armed and dangerous.

Item 2.

A Matt Geesland's coming through the Jefferson Corridor this A.M.

He's the guy that's running across the state

for cancer research.

He's lost a leg to the disease which don't make his running

any easier, but from what I hear,

he makes out okay.

Check the board upstairs for crowd control.

Be of assistance when we can.

Item 3, Operation Bolita.

State Lottery Board is getting its semi-annual transfusion

of publicity on our backs today.

Lieutenant Goldblume and Buntz, leave with assigned personnel

right after roll call.

They're gonna coordinate with Mr. Loring Oler

from the State Board.

Item 4.

Now let's not forget while we're worrying about our own

that an individual from the hack bureau

went down yesterday, too.

His name is F-r-o-b-e-l.

He had a lousy sense of humor.

Contributions for his kid's tuition,

they're gonna be accepted at the hack bureau downtown.

Division's gonna be handling the investigation.

Now I'm gonna be posting notices every half hour

in case Garibaldi's condition changes.

Mobile units, dispatch is gonna have updates, too.

Now, I mean it, people.

We don't want anybody taking personal time

cowboying around or going on one-person crusades.

Let's also remember that the work is dangerous.

That's it. Let's roll. Let's do our jobs.

Hey!

Let's be careful out there.

- I got days coming.

- I got personal time, Neal.

- Division gave us extra detectives. Thanks, guys.

- Henry, listen, we're rousting bookies.

Give us a chance to... okay?

- You got it.

- Let me explain something here.

While you guys are playing the horses,

I'm gonna be buying the race. Here we go.

- Three minutes.

- Yeah, but all fresh bills, Arthur, all fresh bills.

Look, hey, you tell me another country

where you got a shot as good as you got here.

You can't tell me, right? You know why?

Because this country is the greatest country

on the planet earth.

- Especially if you have a $9 number, right?

- Hey, listen, Smokey. You wanna learn something?

Did Thomas Jefferson hit his number?

- What?

- No. Was Abraham Lincoln playing single action

with his Gettysburg Address? No.

So because I hit my number, does not change

if I am correcting my points enough.

- All right, come on. Move out.

Get outta here. We're cops!

- Cops? You're gonna bust...

- Hey, you can't bust a smoke shop.

- Out of the way, fellas.

- I got a number flip in there. I didn't get paid yet.

- Hey.

Got my probation, man.

Get the hell out of there. Move!

- Oh, you...

- Where you going? Hey. - I'm not flushing evidence.

I happen to got a bladder infection.

- Well, you can go down to the station.

- Grab him, will you, please?

- Hey!

What is going on here?

What kind of fascist crap is this?

- Hey, you employed here?

- No, but I do have a little bit of business.

Arthur, you know I hit that number.

- They're taking all my work.

- There's a $9 number in there. That's a $3,600 score!

- You know, if you played the legal lottery,

you wouldn't have these kind of problems.

- Oh, yeah? I hope you get dysentery.

I hope you trip and fall on an onrushing truck!

- You don't wanna get popped, I suggest you just leave.

- Oh, if I don't wanna get popped?

I wanna eat my arm!

You know, they show it to you, they let you smell it cooking,

But they never let you taste it!

- We have a 9-11.

Armed robbery in progress.

C Surplus store corner of People's Drive and 124th Street.

- Hey, look, I'm a nickel operator, fellas.

I mean, I don't give no one credit to get in trouble.

No less I'm gonna go and whack a cop?

- Okay, Freddy, we'll be looking to hear from you, okay?

- Total cooperation. - Mm-hmm.

- We got nothing. - Here.

- Andy Sedita.

- What's this? Victimless crime day?

What the hell's going on?

- Some questions for you, Andy. Come on.

- Trenton.

- Hey, I applied for that job at the Korean's.

- Did you get it?

- Yeah, looks like I did.

So...

look, I was remembering what you said, you know,

about fronting me for the calculator.

- Mm-hmm?

- I priced 'em at three places and it looks like

Birmbaum's got the best.

- So what's the damage?

- $8.95.

- Oh, no big deal.

Here we go.

- I don't got any change.

- Just owe me 10 bucks.

- First paycheck.

I appreciate this.

- All right. You take care of business.

- For instance, when could that evidence be released?

- Hey, you're getting to be a real pain in the groin, man.

- I'm sorry you missed your hits.

- Come on, I just got outta the joint.

We could be talking about maybe my last $9 here.

- Bust this guy. - Okay, all right.

Hello. - Hello.

- Detectives LaRue and Washington around?

- They're busy right now.

How's Garibaldi?

- No change.

- Mayor's waiting for you.

Duty guy says he's been in and out all night.

- Anything you run on Sonny?

- No. Ozzie has him guilty back to the Brinks job.

No khakis today.

Hill Street?

- How's your man?

- Bad. What is it?

- Look at the night sheet.

Three crimes in a four-block area and no arrests.

- It's a high crime area, Ozzie.

That neighborhood has three robberies

half the nights of the week.

- He's doing those crimes.

And I want a saturation patrol.

- That would be inappropriate. Have you been home?

- What isn't appropriate is you answering

professional inquiries with intrusions

into my personal life.

Or maybe if you hadn't been so liberal with advice to Leona,

she wouldn't have bailed him out.

I'm sorry.

I...

I think of him doing these things,

hurting people,

destroying himself.

Maybe I should go home.

- I'll keep you informed.

- Mayor?

- ADA Bernstein?

I want the makeup of the panel.

Keep me apprised on that.

- Kids are easy.

My two stay indoors till they're 40.

And after that, they're on their own.

I know you've got other things in mind besides the commission.

- I'd like to have you serve as counsel.

- I want to. Department needs this, Frank.

- But?

- Leah was in my office when you called yesterday.

She hit the roof.

- Probably never home as it is.

- Any kind of estimate as to timeframe?

- I could tell you 10 days for the hearings.

And then two weeks to write the reports.

- No way to know.

- It depends on what we turn up.

- I want to do it.

I also want a marriage to come home to.

I'm seeing Leah for lunch.

Can you give me the morning?

- Sure.

- How are you gonna juggle the time?

- I take the fifth.

- I didn't know that Korean was hiring.

- I went by the Kubiak last night, saw a sign up.

- Ain't that nice?

It's wonderful to see how people can change.

Now, the only question is, can that Trenton Moore boy

use a abacus like this? - Oh, that's real funny, Renko.

I'm getting him a calculator, all right?

- Ain't you sweet. - Yeah.

Excuse me.

- Belker. Belker.

- Hi, sis.

Luwanna.

Luwanna, you are not going to contest the will.

That isn't grounds.

You can't get a will thrown out on grounds of spite.

I don't agree. I don't think she was punishing you

for moving to Hawaii.

I think Ma just wanted to give Aunt Tessie the brooch.

That was it.

Please, stop it. You don't mean that.

Luwanna, if that came true, you know how bad you would feel?

I don't think Aunt Tessie drives anymore anyway.

Sis, I gotta go.

Everything okay with you?

Samoan?

Really?

Let me know if it gets serious.

Oh, Robin's fine.

Actually...

actually, she's fine.

I'll talk to you soon.

You too. Bye.

- I didn't know Garibaldi very well.

- Oh, don't yield him to the past tense yet,

Ballantine, we never know when hope will be rewarded.

My word, Maura.

Good morning. - Good morning.

- What are you doing here?

- There's somebody I couldn't get out of my mind.

Listen, Howard, could you take me to the bus stop?

Otherwise, I'm gonna be late for work.

- Oh, I suppose I could take two minutes.

- Could you make it 15?

- What do you need five extra minutes for?

- So we can park in an alley?

- 15 minutes, Ballantine!

Personal time!

You wanton.

- Filthy rotten swine.

Jeez.

- There's something funny about that woman.

- The lieutenant's dating that?

- Yeah.

- He met her last night at the Kubiak.

- I think she's very attractive. Her name is Maura.

- Maura, huh?

When we used to pop her at the Heights for solicitation,

her name was Maurice.

- Look, our khakis aren't gonna be back until tomorrow.

Now, I definitely said that we needed that temp

for two days.

I'm not gonna argue.

Will you just get somebody up here, will you?

- Hold on. It's Leo.

- Oh, I'll call you back. Maybe it's okay.

Leo, you dashing young swain.

Any shot of you coming in a day early?

What?

Oh, I see.

Yeah, sure.

Yeah, it's a big surprise.

Hell, it's a huge surprise.

Well, all the best to you.

They eloped.

- Who eloped?

- Leo and Natalie.

They're gonna move to New Zealand.

They want to raise a family in a nuclear-free zone.

- Excuse me.

- I'm gonna take my ear to the ground, Detective.

Though, in my opinion,

your man gets cut in an alley, I look for some junkie.

I figure some yom looking for a fix.

- Appreciate it.

Come on.

- Are we getting anywhere? - Nowhere.

- Mr. Garibaldi?

I'm Patsy Mayo.

I was your son's partner up until a few months ago.

- I'm his father.

- Is there any change?

- No, no change.

They asked if they could have his organs if he passed on.

You hate to give up hope.

- Then don't.

Mind if I sit?

- Please.

- The manager said they cleaned the van out totally.

They took the stereo, the suitcase with the contributions.

- Uh, folks, folks, please.

Just step back behind the barrier, everyone.

Press. Photographers.

Back behind the van, everyone, all right?

Thank you very much.

- He says they stole about 5 or 6,000.

- Where's Jerry?

Anybody look in the closet?

Anybody look in the hotel closet?

- Who's Jerry? - Are you this guy here,

Matt Geesland? - Yeah.

But did anybody check in the hotel, in the closet?

- Don't worry, I'll handle this. Don't be breaking in a sweat...

- Who are you? - I'm McDonoghue.

Jerry McDonoghue. I'm his manager.

Can you believe these people, huh?

Guy runs his heart out 200 miles on one leg and one big heart.

And they take everything he stood for.

- You got a time of loss estimate, Mister...

- McDonoghue, Jerry McDonoghue, his personal manager.

Anyway, you know what I was doing?

I was loading the last load in the alley here.

We come out, whamo, the window's smashed, see?

Speakers ripped out, the suitcase

with our contributions gone.

Figure they maybe don't even know what they got.

You know what I mean?

- Hey, listen, Jerry, I gotta get going

or I'm not gonna make my eight miles.

- Don't worry, Matt.

I'll get this taken care of. Don't worry.

- Well, are you gonna bring the van?

- Yeah, me and Murph, yeah.

- Hey, come on, guys, if we don't make

the Jefferson Overpass by noon, we can forget it.

- So, go, go on, go.

- Okay, I'll see you later, okay?

I'll see you on 139th Street. - You got it.

- Mr. McDonoghue, we're gonna need you

for about an hour or so.

- What?

Oh, for crying out loud, now, come on.

- Well, sir, let's get to know you over here.

Let me tell you something. See, if you're right

and these guys don't know what they've got,

maybe we can see somebody with a suitcase walking around here.

- Well, you think? - Yeah, I think so, and also,

there's a lot of paperwork to take care of, right?

- Yeah, the main event, figures.

- Step right in here. We'll take a little ride.

- 200 miles on one leg for nothing.

Unbelievable.

Look, we'll have a statement at the Hotel Swain tonight.

It's our next stop.

- Now, is the robbery gonna mean cancellation of his run?

- Look, nothing's gonna make Matt quit.

The question is whether logistically we're gonna be able

to meet expenses, given the support he needs.

The man just had six months chemotherapy.

There's also $8,000 contributions

are not gonna be made up unless, of course,

he gets some generous individuals or conceivably

a foundation to come forward and give a...

- Sign here and sign here. Thank you.

- Excuse me, men.

Are you associated with the courageous runner?

- Right. I'm Jerry McDonoghue, his coach.

- Fletcher Daniels, Chief of Police.

Heard about the robbery in my car.

Your men are gonna get full SID backup on this one.

Take Coach McDonogle back to the...

- McDonoghue.

- Back to the crime scene. Do a full witness workup.

- If you don't mind, Chief, I'd like to get back with Matt

as soon as possible.

- Listen to me, Coach McDonoghue.

On behalf of this city and this department, I pledge to you,

difficult, though, street crime may be to solve,

on this one we're hanging tough.

- Uh-huh.

- Notify SID where to meet you.

- Okay, Coach, let's get on it.

- Look, I don't know what this is gonna accomplish, you guys.

I mean, after all... - Do you mind if I go along?

- This is wasted energy unless, of course, you can get us

individuals or a conceivably a foundation to come forward

and give us the support we need and deserve.

- The robbery of this cripple has frosted

even my cool cookies, Frank.

I just made SID available to your uniforms.

- Thanks for the help, Chief. - Yeah. Coffee?

Also, just to keep you current, I turned Ozzie Cleveland down

on an attempted end run.

- Saturation patrols?

- Yeah. Poor guy's off the deep end.

Points your whole precinct out after his son.

Also, I gather we're status quo on Garibaldi?

- Status quo.

- So I just wanted to keep you up to date.

- Chief, I haven't picked anybody for the commission yet.

- How did it go with Gene Scapizzi?

- Rescheduled. Chief...

- Frank, am I disqualified from having opinions?

Am I allowed to hope you pick a good man?

Oh, Lord.

- Go ahead and duck me, Chief Daniels.

Why should today be any different

than the last four weeks?

- Wasn't ducking you at all, Fay, I'm glad to see you.

- Frank, how's Harry doing?

- Lousy.

- Well, got to run.

- Oh, Chief, have you seen our budget proposal?

- Well, we're going over it, Fay.

I told you that. - With what? Tweezers?

The core savings I'm suggesting will allow us to put

the Victims Aid back in the precinct for only 8% more

than the present allocation.

- Excuse me.

- Great. Speedy Gonzales.

I'm only asking for what's fair.

- Actually, Fay, you're asking for a good deal more.

- What? A stinking 8%?

- Fay, when a determination has been made,

you will hear from my office.

Please excuse me.

- Hi.

- How are you?

- Okay. How are you?

- I wasn't the one who was up all night.

Any word on Garibaldi?

- Well, they said his heart was irregular.

Then it stabilized again.

Gene Scapizzi. Seeing him for the commission.

- Are you going to be able to do all this?

- I'll have to pass on dinner, though.

- I thought if you were going to the hospital,

I'd like to go with you. - You sure?

- Yeah. Get some of that good cafeteria food.

- Frank. - Gene.

You know Joyce. Gene Scapizzi.

- Yes, of course. How are you? - Captain.

Captain.

- Man, we're coming up empty.

- Detective work, mate, detective work.

Every 20 ace detectives bound to be...

- Hey, J. D., Neal.

- Hi, Sid. - Hey, Sid, how you doing, man?

- I'm doing fine.

- Make your parole? - I made my parole easy as pie.

I been having a little bad luck since I've been out.

- Yeah, it takes a little time readjusting, Sid.

- I understand you guys are questioning some bookies

about a cop that got hit?

- Yeah, Garibaldi, Harry Garibaldi.

- I know him.

Black hair... - Come here, come here.

What do you got?

- Oh, listen, I'm gonna be absolutely

straight with you guys.

I had some paper that was confiscated

in that numbers pop this morning.

I was wondering if there's any conceivable way

that maybe I can get that back.

- Sid, you just admitted to frequenting

a gambling establishment.

Now, you know that's a violation of your parole, man.

- Come on, guys. This was the $3,600...

- Who caught Garibaldi, huh?

- Hey, what is this? Roller Derby?

Listen, it was a horse room on Utica and Jefferson.

The guy used to come in all the time, get a line of credit.

Couple guys said that maybe he was a cop.

So?

So, what's this worth to me? Maybe like half a C?

- What corner of Jefferson and Utica, huh?

- Oh, south...

- Come on, come on!

- I always get confused with this.

Southwest side.

- All right, if there's anything there, you get 50 more.

- Yeah?

- Okay. Come on, Neal.

- Look, I know you guys are just doing your jobs.

You know, your chief told you to take me out here, right?

- Yes, sir, he did.

- Well, the point is, just between us, you know,

Matt does not have a great prognosis.

- Is he aware of that?

- That depends on what you mean "aware."

This thing's got phases, you know.

How people accept it.

What I'm saying is, he's pretty discouraged right now.

I'd like to get back there with him.

- Sure. - Show us where the van

was parked, you can do that, all right?

- Come on. We'll have the SID detective types come down here.

And we'll solve the whole shooting match for you.

- Okay. Well, the van was parked,

it was right here against this wall right here.

Parked right here. - Good for you. Good.

You caught him. - Caught who?

- Who I seen breaking into that van was parked here before.

- You mean this man?

- What the hell is he talking about?

- I'm talking about you, mister.

And that van with the crippled boy's picture on it.

- The man's a lunatic. What, are you drunk, huh?

I happen to be Mr. Geesland's personal manager.

- More shame on you then.

I come out here this morning, I see this man here

take a brick, smash the window first,

then he goes in with a key, pulls out the stereo

and takes it.

Except some of the wires he throws in the dumpster.

- You got your cards shuffled, bro.

- Hey, hey, hey.

- Gonna believe a damn street gimp?

The guy's on lithium, five to one.

- That's the items right there.

And I'll sign the complaint. - This is nuts.

I'm the guy's manager, for crying out loud.

- Jerry.

Coach? - What?

- You're busted, pal.

Let's go.

- I'm driving and I'm minding my own business

and this kid robs me, black kid. - All right.

- About 5'10", pistol whips me.

And I'm driving around trying to find him.

And I ran... - Where did he rob you?

- Michigan. Michigan and Genesee.

- He'll probably try to score down on 116 and Jefferson.

You all right? - Yeah.

- Come on, back seat if you can walk.

Stay in.

Let's go!

Suspect ID...

Suspect is armed.

- There he is, right there.

- Get out. Get out.

- Hey, Lee! Police!

Put your stuff down.

You're busted, man.

Put your hands over your head.

Everything's gonna be okay. Just take it nice and slow.

- Who was point? - I was point.

Sergeant Bates was backup.

- That's right where he belongs. - Come on, fellas.

- This animal robbed me. - Come on.

- Put a gun at my head. I'm glad he's dead.

- What's our problem?

- Police. You're under arrest.

- For what?

Guys think the phones were never invented?

Everyone knows you're hitting all the horse rooms.

- Hey, don't cop no attitude, old dude.

We want to know the name of your boss.

Who'd be in charge of giving credit?

- Credit for what?

- Well, lookie here, Andy Sedita!

- What's going on? What?

- We have to talk some more, Andy.

- About what?

- Maybe you forgot to disclose a few things, Andy.

- About what?

- About a certain cop used to play the horses in here.

Down at the station, we'll tell you all about it.

Send us a bill!

- So, you kicked a wall down.

Did you check the lease?

'Cause I got no connection with that place.

- Oh, you just sit back there and trim your nails.

- I drink coffee. It's a coffee room.

You know, if you're going in the alley,

come to the door like a gentleman.

- That's your horse room, Andy.

- Well, looks like I got to bother my attorney.

- Forget it. You're not gonna call him.

- What? Hey, explain it to him.

- He did it, Neal. He killed Garibaldi.

- Hey, this guy's crazy. I want my attorney.

- Easy, J.D.

- Man, you're outta control.

- Take the jacket off. - What?

- Take your jacket off. Take it off.

- What? - Take your jacket off.

Come on, take it off. Come on, come on, come on.

Hey, Neal, take a whiff.

That's murder.

Garibaldi was betting with you. How deep did he go?

- I don't know who bets, I don't know faces.

- Did you croak him, Andy? Huh? - I want my attorney!

- You did it!

- Can you get me a soft drink?

I got low blood sugar and my ears are beginning to ring.

Please?

- We got to say something to him.

Mr. Mayor.

I'm sorry. He gave us no way out.

- I'm sure that's so.

- We identified ourselves.

He put his weapon right on my partner.

I'm sorry, sir.

- Sir?

Is there anything you'd like to ask me about it?

- Excuse me.

- Frank?

- Ray?

- I was just at the hospital.

They don't think Garibaldi will live through the day.

- I know. I heard.

- Oh, I just cleared out my desk.

- Nervous about the command?

- I feel so unprotected.

Like I'm going out to sea in a tiny boat alone.

- I feel a little unprotected myself knowing

you're not gonna be here.

- We're only a telephone call away from each other.

- Ray, I know you're gonna be very busy,

but you've heard about the commission

I'm heading to investigate Keenan?

- And the corruption, of course. - If it's corruption.

- Yes, yes.

- You'd be a great asset if you'd serve.

- Really?

You would choose me?

- I just did.

- Thank you, Frank.

Captain Calletano's on board.

- Good.

- Mr. Mayor.

I am deeply sorry.

- Thank you.

- Excuse me.

- Thanks for all you did, Frank.

Leona and I both appreciate it.

- I'm sorry, Ozzie.

- You can't believe how much you remember.

- You guys, you don't understand something, all right?

- What's that? - Let me finish.

- Finish! - The run, the money it raised.

We weren't gonna make it. I don't know.

The money's been a trickle, see.

A few people donate services, but then we got expenses.

We got meals, hotels. Every day he runs.

Every day we fall farther behind the goal he sets.

- So you figured that you would stage a robbery,

stir up a little sympathy and let the guilt money roll in.

- Once we... all the dough was supposed to be gone,

I just couldn't stand to see him fail.

- I don't suppose you talked this over with Matt?

- What, are you kidding? To demoralize him?

To implicate him in a fraud?

- Oh, Lord, will you look at this?

You ever tell him you had six convictions?

That you're barred from racetracks

up and down the East Coast?

- Oh, for crying out loud.

- That is the lamest story I've heard in a month.

And besides that, you filed a false report

to my partner... - Okay. Okay.

I filed a false report. - And you stole the money.

- Mr. McDonoghue, I'm Joyce Davenport,

public defender.

May we?

- Yes. - Yeah.

- You gotta let me outta here. You can't do this.

- We can't?

You mean this isn't happening, Andy?

- You can't hold me! I wanna go!

- Something worrying you?

Hey, Neal.

Why would this... Be so anxious to get out?

You got some skirt waiting, Andy?

Afraid maybe someone knows you're in here?

Maybe someone thinks you're gonna give him up?

- Neal? JD?

- I wanna get outta here. I wanna talk to my attorney!

- Sit down.

- Is that Andy Sedita?

- Yep. - Mm-hmm.

- There's a lawyer at the front desk wants to know

if we're holding him.

Why was interrogation signed to a John Doe?

- That guy in there is wrong, Captain.

We wanna sweat him.

- We know that Harry gambled with him, Captain.

And our informant thought he might have a line of credit.

- Do we have a charge? Kick him.

- Look, Captain, up to now we got squat on this case.

We're gonna have to take some shots.

- Put a tail on him if you want, but get him outta here.

- Mr. McDonoghue and I have conferred.

Is there any chance if Mr. McDonoghue

returned the money if Matt Geesland

didn't press charges?

- Look, I'm not asking... - Could we then

drop on the false filing?

- I don't wanna ask this for me.

I'm asking it because I don't wanna see Matt go in the bucket.

He's getting real sick and he doesn't have much longer.

- We got to report the crime to the victim at least.

- Just give me that chance. Just leave it up to him.

- Let's go.

- You know, I'd appreciate in the future,

you give me a jingle before you violate my client's rights.

- Adios, Andy.

Keep in touch.

I don't think Sedita did it.

I don't think he's got the stones.

But Garibaldi was playing that horse room.

- Maybe he takes us to somebody.

I got a couple division guys.

- Look, before I tell you,

I'm just asking you to understand.

I really was doing it for us so we could keep going.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- Tell him.

- Hey, listen, are you warm enough...

- Now, Coach!

- Just tell me what?

- I got a criminal record.

- Your coach faked the robbery this morning, Mr. Geesland.

He took the money himself.

- Is this a joke?

- No joke.

- Now, sir, if you can fill out a complaint right here,

we'll take this coach back to Hill Street Station,

we'll book him.

- Well, what if I don't make a complaint?

- Well, then, let the false report go,

then we can keep moving.

We can keep moving.

- For crying out loud, Jerry! - Hey, Matt.

- Do you know how much it hurts me

to have to run every day?

- I know, I know.

- Were you even gonna tell me?

Or were you just gonna keep the money?

- Hey, hey, that hurts.

- No, no. I wanna know. Were you gonna keep the money?

- I don't know. I'm so full of crap.

But I think I was gonna give it back, I think.

I mean, but we all kid ourselves a little bit, right, Matt?

I mean, we all fib to ourselves a little, right?

So we can keep going?

- What are you trying to say?

- I wanna keep going with you.

Let me keep going with you, please? Please?

- I want you to.

- Oh, babe!

Hey, he wants me to stay.

He wants me to keep going with him.

Let me keep going with him. - So, get going.

- Go ahead.

- Come on. Comeo on. You wanna ride in the van, huh?

We'll be fighting fresh... In a minute or two.

- No, I just want to run. - All right.

- How many miles we got to go?

- We got four miles to the hotel.

Listen, you run ahead. I'll be right there.

I'm right behind you!

- So you haven't seen him too much.

- No, not in the last few months.

We tried to get together after work.

- I haven't been in touch too much either.

I think, well, he was mad at me.

I got upset. He left law school.

It's his own life. He should do what makes him happy.

He was always a very ambitious boy.

- Mr. Garibaldi?

Dr. Kaplan, hospital administration?

Have you had a chance to consider those forms?

- I'm sorry. I've tried to decide.

- Are there questions you want to ask me?

- Would you rather not talk about this now?

- You wouldn't do it till there's no chance?

- No. There's a short time after the brain isn't working anymore

when other organs are still salvageable.

- If they will help someone.

- That's a generous decision, sir.

Thank you, sir.

- He was always helping somebody.

He was always a good boy.

- He had the sweetest smile I've ever seen.

- His smile could light up a room.

That's why...

you'd want to kill the bastard that did this to him.

- I still got the car. What the hell's going on?

- Not in here!

- What?

- Not in here. We're in Sedita's apartment.

He's not in here.

- We lost him.

- Check the alley.

- I'm checking the alley, but we lost him.

- Yeah, I don't like that new lieutenant much.

- Buntz?

He has a sort of simian congeniality.

- Well, he was making some wise cracks about your friend.

- What sort of wise cracks?

- I'd rather not be specific, sir.

- I see.

Lieutenant Buntz?

- Yeah, how you doing?

- I understand you were disparaging

my companion this morning.

- Now, don't get up in arms, lieutenant.

- I'm not up in arms.

What is it that you said about Maura?

- What? Are we gonna duke it out here?

- Unless you can explain yourself.

- Look, lieutenant.

All I said was this Maura looked an awful lot

like a Maurice we used to pop for soliciting

when I was at Heights.

- You mean...

- Hey, there's no crime in being fooled, lieutenant.

I mean, my guess, Maura never let you check out her equipment.

- Excuse me.

- Maybe it's his sister.

- Frank?

- How was lunch with Leah?

- I was on the ropes early. I rallied during dessert.

- Great.

- Leah was saying if I'm gonna be counsel,

she thinks I should get something...

- I agree.

- She was saying maybe there could be a release

about my being appointed.

- I'll talk to Daniels' press people.

Thank you, Irwin.

If they're crooked, let's catch 'em.

- This is Lieutenant Hunter, Hill Street?

And I...

Sorry, I was wondering

if you could punch up a name check for me.

Good. First name, Maurice,

last name, try Sharpentere.

No Sharpentere?

Figures.

What about Carpenter?

No Carpenter.

Well, I'm sorry, Sharpentere was all they gave me.

Well, I understand if I had prints,

but I don't have prints.

Thank you, lieutenant.

- I don't know what Buntz's game is, sir,

but Maura's a beautiful woman.

- Thank you, Ballantine.

- How the hell they lose him? - Happens, babe.

- We should have tailed him.

- Uh-uh. We just spent three hours in the same room

with the guy, JD.

- I'm telling you what we should have done.

- Knife, just like Garibaldi.

- Whoever did it must have figured Sedita

was talking to us.

- Sorry, guys.

We didn't wanna get too close.

- Hi, Patsy.

- Captain. Miss Davenport. - Detective.

- My wife, Joyce Davenport. - How do you do?

Any progress on solving it, Captain?

- We're following some leads.

- It's probably very hard with something like this

where it's just unprovoked and out of the blue.

Doctor?

- I'm sorry.

He's gone.

- Thank you for staying with me.

- I'm sorry.

- I'm so glad his mother didn't live.

She loved him so much.

- Thanks.

- That's 12.

- 12 what?

- 12 sighs.

- Trying to plan our expenses, you know, a budget.

Now we got to figure in a replacement car.

- I know.

I've started thinking about the changes.

But I'm still excited.

- We got to make sure we do everything right.

- Can we make a promise to each other?

- Mm-hmm.

- I mean, we are who we are, but as much as we can,

can we try and share what's going on inside?

I mean, what we're feeling?

Like I'm a little afraid right now.

- I am a little too, but I'm still very happy.

- I am too.

- Oh!

- I frightened you.

- Yeah. Of course.

- Admittedly, entering as I did is a wrong thing to do.

Behaviorally, it's a throwback to a period in my life

when surprise, deception was an element of survival.

You seem uneasy.

- Well, I'd like to think that I know you, Howard.

- But one can never be sure.

- No, I suppose not.

- That's my problem.

I'm not sure of you.

- What would you like to be sure about?

I've told you how I feel. Do you think I've lied?

- No. No, I don't think you've lied.

- Then what's left? What else matters?

- Well, we've only made one kind of love.

- And didn't I satisfy you?

- Yes, you did.

It's been suggested that...

you might not be totally genuine.

- That I might not be female?

You could examine me, Howard.

And you would find that anatomically I'm a woman.

But that wasn't always so.

I had an operation.

Before that I was a very unhappy person.

- Oh, God.

You deceived me.

- How?

By not revealing everything that I am or ever was?

Have you revealed that, Howard?

Oh, Howard.

Don't you wanna hold me?

- I can't.

I can't even touch you, I'm afraid.

- You're afraid of me?

- I'm afraid of what I might do.

- Well, then I guess you'd better go.

- Yes. Yes, I'm going.

- Howard?

If there ever comes a time when you're not afraid,

come back?

- This is bad police work.

- Oh, come on. Let yourself off.

- Didn't wanna get too close. We gave him too much slack.

- Three-man tail, lieutenant.

- Keep doing it.

- Hi.

- Hi, Patsy.

- Can I have a beer, please?

- You okay?

- Can't stop thinking about it.

- Don't try.

- You know, when I first met Harry,

I thought, whoa.

Looks, brains,

energy, charm.

Guy had the whole package.

- Guy came on like a real wonder boy.

- I don't know what beat him, Luce.

- I knew he was in trouble.

- Hey, come on, JD.

- I knew he was in trouble and I didn't do anything!

I'm not gonna get drunk!

- Come on. Come on. - I'm not drinking!

- We're gonna get the guy, JD. We're gonna get him, baby.

We'll get him. We'll get him.

Yeah.

You all right?