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Hey...

check this out.

She's been working the night shift.

Ain't she freezing?

She's so whacked she thinks she's in the Bahamas.

Here she comes.

You been partying, baby?

Shit, I've been partying all the time.

I'm a party girl.

Well, party on home, baby. Take a little rest.

Shit, rest? I don't need no rest.

I'm on the case, you know.

Y'all wanna come party with me?

Not now, baby.

I got something fine for New York's finest.

Well, we're on the job.

Shit, I'm on my J-O-B too.

Just like you.

Shit, an important job.

Y'all just take a look at this.

What is this, the gunfight at OK Corral?

As long as there's cop killers around town, I'm gonna be ready.

Don't make no difference how many guns you got.

You only got two hands.

Murphy don't need no hardware.

All he's got to do is breathe on the suckers...

and they give up without a fight.

You can't get your man with six bullets...

you might as well go in with a tank.

Anybody know those two guys?

Loomis was in the car with us, wasn't he?

Yeah, kid just out of the academy. The other one too.

He was a rookie too? What was his name?

What difference does it make?

Squad guy said they still had their coffee in their hands...

when they got it. The head and the face. Almost point-blank range.

- Sounds like a hit. - Hey!

Look at Beau Brummell over there.

They could be dropping A-Bombs on the Bronx...

and he'd be standing there figuring out...

what jockey shorts went with his tie.

Jealous. Typical bust out cop reaction, you know?

A guy's got a little style, a guy tries to rise...

above his circumstances and you've got to knock him.

That's what we need up here is a cop with style.

Hey, listen. I ain't no twenty-year man like you, baby.

Check me out, man. Look at the threads in there.

I'm dressing for success. I got a self-image, man.

Here he is, ladies and gentlemen, the million-dollar mouth.

Yeah, and I would just like to cruise up here in my Bentley.

- Bentley? - Yeah, Bentley.

Hey, grab him! Get the needle out of his arm!

Hey, you won't find no junkie, man.

Come on! Give me some help here!

Come on. Knock it off.

- What's the charge? - Indecent exposure.

Just showing his face is indecent exposure.

- Next patient. - Dante, the switchboard's out again.

I'll take a look at it, boss.

Pantuzzi, I'll need a car up from Borough tomorrow...

to get my junk out of here. You think you can arrange that?

Yes, Sir. We're gonna miss you, boss.

In two days, you won't even remember what I look like.

Maybe on my last couple of days up here, you can stop the bullshit.

It's all right though. You guys have it easy with me.

I mean, this new guy's gonna cut you to pieces.

Who's the new guy?

Captain Dennis Connolly.

I heard of him. He's a headquarters guy.

Been kissing ass so long, he wipes his nose with toilet paper.

Oy vey, a headquarters hero.

I give him three months up here.

We've lost two guys on the eight to four today.

I'm sure you all know about it.

Got the reporters outside and there's a special unit...

from downtown that's working on the squeal.

They'll all be gone in a couple of hours and we'll still be here.

Now, until we clear this thing, we're moving targets.

That's, those of us that move.

It's not a good idea to let the folks up here know...

it's open season on cops.

Now, you guys, every one of you, you got your stools.

Canvas your sectors, toss everybody and never mind from downtown.

It's on us to get some information on this.

It'll be our asses if we don't.

Okay, enough said.

All right. Got a rape of an eleven-year-old girl.

Suspect described as black male, six foot six, 240 pounds...

still at large. Victim has provided a sketchy description.

It's over at the desk.

We got complaints of a crap game in back of Sam and Selma's.

Sisters called it in. That's sector Adam Boyden Williams.

Don't move it. Bust it. Right?

Got to let them know they leave the church and the grounds alone.

Track star on Brockton. This is a skinny dude with felony shoes...

and a World War I pilot's cap, right...

snatching purses from the welfare ladies.

As you probably know, Captain Dugan is retiring.

He's being replaced by Captain Dennis Connolly.

We were gonna throw Captain Dugan a racket...

but with the different tours, it didn't work.

So, we set up a collection to buy him a present.

Any of you want to contribute...

there's a kitty on the sergeant's desk, okay?

Knock it off. You're dismissed.

Watch, the neighborhood's gonna be full of stars...

with all these TV cameras around.

People will be blowing each other away...

just to get on the news. Fires.

You'll see a lot of fires cause they look real good on the tube.

I'm telling you, man, a cop killer is a media event.

Big deal. Put a black border around his picture...

and give him an inspector's funeral.

Yeah, and people sending your ex-wife money from all over the country.

She'd like that.

Meanwhile, there ain't a chance at making a collar on this...

with all these hooplas around here.

Yeah, okay, well, look on the bright side though.

I mean, we get our names in the papers, right?

We can be real serious on TV. Hey, you know, with your good looks...

maybe you'll get to ball an anchor lady.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Not with my luck. If it was raining anchor ladies...

I'd get hit with Walter Cronkite.

I'm going to fly! I want to fly!

[Spanish]

I don't want this blood to splatter all over you, my people!

I know you're gonna miss me!

[Spanish]

- Hey, anybody know this guy? - I do. He's my roommate...

and I hope he breaks his stupid neck.

Come on, Raquel, don't you want to kiss and make up?

Hell, no. He stole my Donna Summer wig.

The bitch.

- You the super? - Yeah.

Behind the car.

I don't know about Carl anymore.

I don't know what's the matter with him anymore.

Come on. What are you wearing, Chanel No. 5?

No, it's Wind Song by Matchabelli.

Carl! [Spanish]

- Stay away! - Hey, Carl.

All right, wait a minute. Come on. Now, think it over.

Hey, look, you can become a star if you wanted to.

Go ahead. Hey, put on a wig.

Let's see what the wig looks like.

- Is Tom Snyder here yet? - No, he said to wait for him.

- Tom! - He says to wait for him right here.

Tom! Tom Snyder! Tom!

Tom! I'm coming down, Tom!

No, Carl, wait!

I'm coming down!

Is Tom out here? Is Tom Snyder here? All these people, my people!

I love you, my people! I love you! Hold it!

Fix my wig! [Spanish]

I am a bad girl, bad girl! Such a dirty bad girl! Beep, beep!

Hey, stop it! Hold it! Tom Snyder! I want Tom Snyder! Hold it!

[Spanish]

I'm a bad girl! Such a dirty bad girl!

"I need the last chance for love"

"I need the last chance, I need the last dance"

- "For love" - What happened?

A jumper.

Man, we don't have psychiatric facilities here.

So, sedate him and send him to Bellevue in the morning.

- Where's your medical degree? - Back at the house.

Wanna come by and see it?

Miss, see if this guy has major medical.

Murph, what are they going to do with me, Murphy?

Well, you don't need these cuffs anymore.

I don't want to go to jail.

You got it all wrong, Carl.

- This guy going to jail? - Nah. No way.

Don't worry about it. Forget it.

Hey, Isabella...

we ain't filing a complaint...

so just put him down as a claimed patient, okay?

Okay?

Okay, if you say so.

You see, Carl? Everything's gonna be okay.

I'm all messed up.

Ain't we all?

We'll be back in a little while to see if you're all right.

- Thanks, Murphy. - It'll take about an hour...

- to process. - Good. Come on.

- Let's go eat. - Bye, Anthony!

So long, slick. Take care of yourself.

So, what'll it be? Puerto Rican, Puerto Rican or Puerto Rican cuisine?

- Decisions. - Yeah, right.

Hey, isn't that our man up there?

The guy with the World War I cap and the felony shoes.

I don't want to chase this dude.

That's right, the big, bad policemen is here, so don't rip nobody off.

Son of a bitch!

- Right in our faces! - Let's get him.

Murphy.

One of you got a cigarette?

Why didn't you just drop the bastard?

Here.

Yeah, right. Shoot a purse-snatcher and they'd crucify me.

So, you say he pulled a knife and we back you up.

That's all you got to do, man.

You lay it on him.

I know how to flag a guy as good as you do, Morgan.

You'll get a heart attack before you ever catch a nigger, Tarzan.

What's his problem?

He thinks I'm a liberal.

Get back here, you motherf**ker!

- You remember now? - No!

I don't think my recollection recalls it!

I don't remember, what do you want?

Captain Dugan's office?

Don't you monitor the people who ask to see the commander, Sergeant?

What if I was a lunatic with a gun?

Then, you wouldn't be a police officer...

Captain Connolly, or would you?

What's your name, Sergeant?

Kickin' ass and taking names, Captain?

Well, I'm Sergeant Anthony Pantuzzi.

I got twenty-two years on the job and I'm ready to retire tomorrow...

if I get a hard time from my new commander.

I'll take the half pension before I take any crap from anybody.

Captain Dugan's office is over on the right.

Close to the street as he can get.

Thank you, Sergeant.

Come in.

Captain Dugan?

- Connolly? - Yeah.

You picked a great day to take over.

This place was jammed with reporters all morning.

Page One your first day up here.

You like press conferences, Connolly?

- They're part of the job. - Yeah, that's for sure.

They put it out you volunteered for this job.

- I did. - I tell you something, Connolly...

you'd do better walking a beat in Beirut than you will here.

You're supposed to have some background material for me.

Yeah, I got it. Block by block rundowns.

Ongoing investigations, trouble spots...

community people, personnel evaluation.

I'm interested in the ratio of rookies to veterans.

I didn't break it down that way.

Two rookies in a car is always a mistake.

So, I'm gonna be blamed for those killings?

And I'll be blamed till they're cleared.

How about corruption?

Anybody on the job now in my precinct is clean.

Your precinct has the worst absentee record in the city.

The most disability claims, the highest percentage...

of men on sick call, the least convictions per arrest...

and you want me to believe there are no men on the take?

So, they toss a numbers runner for a couple of dollars.

Turn a pimp upside down for a little loose change.

There's nobody getting rich up here.

There's nobody doing anything that I can see.

These men aren't motivated.

Motivated? I mean, this is Siberia, Connolly.

Sixty-five percent of the men up here have been transferred.

We got the connivers, the slobs, the shirkers.

Guys who beat up the wrong guinea or gave a diplomat a parking ticket...

screwed a big mouth hooker or shook down the wrong peddler.

There are plenty of good police officers in your command.

You're the one that's falling down on the job.

You know, that's right, blame Dugan.

Sure, let the politicians and everybody else off the hook.

Blame Dugan, that's the easy way.

You got a forty-block area with 70,000 people...

packed in like sardines smelling each other's farts...

living like cockroaches and that's Dugan's fault.

You got the lowest income per capita, the highest rate of unemployment...

in the city and that's my fault.

Why aren't I out there getting all these people jobs?

Largest proportion of non-English speaking population in the city!

Dugan's fault. Why aren't they out there teaching them to speak English?

Four percent Spanish-speaking cops on the force.

Hey, Dugan, get your ass out in the barrio and recruit.

Families that have been on welfare for three generations.

Youth gangs, winos, junkies, pimps...

hookers...

maniacs...

cop killers.

- You finished? - Yeah, I'm finished.

I'm going to Florida, Connolly. I'm going fishing.

So, you can bring up your computers and your slide rules...

and all your psychological techniques.

This neighborhood will bury you.

There's enough dirt in this precinct...

to bury every smart-ass cop in the city.

What you reading?

Jesus. Another one of them self-help stroke jobs.

Why don't you read an ordinary like "Dick Tracy" or the yellow pages?

No, man, this is crucial. See, you don't understand.

People give out a certain kind of message with their clothes.

Oh yeah?

I'll be out of these pajamas in a couple of years...

don't worry about it.

How about that fashion plate? What's his message?

Hey.

What the f**k you talkin' about?

- Hey! - What the f**k?

- The bitch is treacherous, man! - Hey!

- Keep it off the streets. - Hey, I put her out on the line...

and she don't come back with nothing.

I mean, she used to be the main ho on the set.

I mean, she could blow anybody.

Pull 'em out of a goddamn Cadillac doing seventy-five on the FDR.

But now, she ain't worth nothing!

- Nothing! F**king bitch! - Hey!

You wanna run this guy a benefit?

Hey, I'm not kidding. The bitch is nuts, man.

She's been smoking that angel dust, you dig?

I mean, that shit will make you crazy.

- Man, I can't even deal with it! - Hey!

Just keep it off the street.

Let's run a nice, clean sector here. Come on.

Yeah, I don't know you?

- Do we sit in the same pew? - I guess not.

- Hey, easy there, Wild Bill. - Hey, man...

I'm just gonna look for my wallet.

I mean, I wanna show you my driver's license.

That's a nice coat.

How'd you like me to cut it open and let all the rats out?

This coat cost more than you make in a year, motherf**ker.

- He knows your name. - Told you I was famous.

That's yours?

Yeah, that's legally parked.

- Motherf**ker! - That's a defective headlight.

Shit! Man, that's my car.

No windshield wipers. You try to buy me, you scumbag.

You try to grease me again and I'll turn your head...

- like a goddamn doorknob. - Hey, Murph, slow down.

- Slow down, man. Come on. - Keep it off the street!

Come on, Murph!

What the hell is the matter with you all of a sudden?

Son of a bitch thinks he can own me for a couple of bucks.

Like he owns a lot of other cops. Big deal.

He's just doing business, that's all.

Like we do too?

Hey, we're living in a world we never made, my man.

Keep it off the street!

Yeah, it's cool. Get over here, bitch.

What's wrong with you, Charlotte? Now, you puttin' the man on me?

What the f**k's getting into you? Get over here.

What's all this Indian junk?

Well, you know, the precinct is nicknamed Fort Apache.

The men put that up, Captain. Guy goes on vacation...

he brings back some kind of souvenir, you know?

It makes the place look like a fraternity house.

Take it down, Lieutenant.

It's not a good idea, Captain.

And let's see about getting this place painted.

Well, that's kind of a problem. Painters won't come up here.

We'll have to get those civilians out from in front of the precinct.

You can't do that.

Excuse me?

This is the only place the old folks can go without getting mugged.

It's the same with the mothers and kids.

You see, this isn't a police station, Captain.

It's a fort in hostile territory, you understand?

Fort Apache.

Here's the final disposition.

How's he doing?

He's resting now. We're sending him over to Bronx State. He'll be okay.

You want to go out tonight and have a drink?

Look, two hundred cops ask me out every day.

Why should I say yes to you?

Cause you say yes to all the others.

Well, I guess that makes you the only cop in the Bronx I say no to.

Well, you certainly have a way with women, don't you?

I'm getting the broads crazy about me...

- can't you tell? - Oh yeah?

In an abandoned store right here, there's a drug operation.

We traced it to the hospital and Narcotics has got a man inside now.

- The hospital? - Yeah.

There have been reports of thefts of morphine, surgical cocaine, syringes.

Also, sales of drugs in the hospital.

The rookies could've stumbled on a felony in progress.

Those guys were shot at almost point-blank range.

Even a rookie's gonna make a move if he sees something's going on.

No information from the street so far?

Are you kidding?

Anyplace else a guy sees a cop getting killed, he runs to the phone.

Here, the doors close.

Right now, there could be five people out there who know who did this.

In a few hours, ten, maybe more, but not us.

Up here, Captain, cops are like husbands.

They're always the last to know.

There's our friend over there.

Don't she know enough to come out of the rain?

You mean he didn't kill her.

Must be a good deed for the day.

- What was this all about? - An ambulance call.

Sure don't like to go into dark buildings with cop killers around.

Decisions.

Okay, what's going on?

Okay, hold it.

Okay, [Hermano donde esta la enferma?]

[Spanish]

Hey, kiddo, how are ya?

[Spanish]

[Spanish]

I'll take care of everything.

Hey, how do you say "room"?

Calle? No, that's street, I think.

- Salla. - Oh yeah.

[Spanish]

She's having a bambino.

- Speak English? - Yes.

- How old are you? - Fourteen.

Well, you know something about babies then...

cause I think you're gonna have yours right now.

- No. - Oh yeah. Yeah.

I mean you have to. I know.

They kept your coat on in the house...

for four months, you didn't tell nobody.

You can't hide it now.

It's okay. We'll help you, okay?

I got to wash my hands. Make sure she don't pass out.

Come on.

You've got to help me.

You've got to help me. Come on.

Come on. That's good.

Come on, Nina. Come on.

Come on. You're almost there.

Come on. Push.

Keep trying.

Here we go.

It's coming now, Nina. It's coming.

All right.

Dr Silverman, call your office, please.

Dr Kazlof, you're needed in surgery.

Hey, bro, what looks like? What's happenin'?

Listen, no shorts, no credit this time.

Sorry, man. Got a brand-new batch. Nice cut on it.

What can I do for you, man?

Come on. Get your money ready.

Money.

Okay, bro, what you want?

You don't look too good.

This will take it out. Do two. It'll straighten you out.

Hey, look, I'll catch you guys later, all right?

I think you guys are trying to take my job.

What's the matter with him?

Post-operative depression. He just delivered a baby.

You all right?

Oh yeah.

It's my seventeenth in fourteen years up here.

Seventeen. You could almost be an obstetrician.

You need a drink.

I need a nurse.

You supply the booze, I'll supply the nurse.

You asking me out?

- Maybe. - I get asked out...

by about two hundred nurses every day...

why should I say yes to you?

Cause you say yes to all the others.

See if you can find your way back here at midnight.

You know you take more time getting ready...

than my old lady does. You know that?

Oh yeah, if that's a proposition, I'm already engaged. Sorry, pal.

The man's got a heavy date tonight. Man's gonna score.

The man is seeing his fiancee tonight...

which means the man's gonna get shut out.

Hey.

Back up, Jim, you're talking about the woman I love?

You know what a nice Catholic schoolboy means...

when he says he's in love? It means he ain't getting no cho cha.

No cho cha for the kid?

- No cho cha? - Not even a cho.

You scruffy Irish potato eater. What do you know about style?

What do any of you guys know about style? Look at ya.

I'm giving out a heavy message tonight with these clothes, okay?

What's that?

The message is...

take me! Please, take me.

All year we've been goin' out.

I'm gettin' lower back pain from all this anxiety. Please.

- Poor little baby. - Please, take me.

We're gonna need a padded patrol car for this fruitcake.

I didn't think you'd come.

Well, I had to break a date with "Charlie's Angels".

I hope you don't regret it.

Hey, cowboy.

Tough guy.

What's he doing? He's going out with nurses now?

Well, it makes sense. Catch something from her, at least she can cure it.

- Date night? - What'll you have?

- Bacardi and Coke. - Me too.

What, no beer? What is it, your birthday?

- Make 'em doubles. - You won't get me drunk.

- For how much? - My money's on the lady.

You wanna join us?

Excuse me.

All the time, she gives me the cold shoulder.

Now, all of the sudden, she wants to talk.

She's jealous.

- Teresa. - Andy.

I got pizza. Pizza, come on.

Come on. Open the front door. Come on.

- Andy, it's after midnight. - Come on. Just let me come in...

for a minute. Just one minute. Come on. Open the door.

For God's sakes, my parents are sleeping.

Listen, if you don't want to do nothin'...

how come you wear outfits like that?

You want me to wear a cop's uniform to bed?

Come on. Just let me come in for a second. One second. Come on.

- Don't get crazy on me now. - No, don't worry about it.

We're just gonna eat the pizza, I promise.

Don't worry about nothin'.

- There. - Yes.

I can't believe I'm on a date.

You don't do this all the time?

How about never.

Why, you're married?

No, I'm not.

Well, I'm not married now.

I was.

I don't know why I'm having so much trouble with this.

I'm divorced. It's no big thing.

- Kids? - Yeah. Three girls.

So, what about you?

So, what about me what?

Well, tell me a little something about yourself.

That's what you're supposed to do on a date, isn't it?

Yeah, only I don't like talking about myself.

Well, I don't like talking about myself either.

So, let's talk about two other people.

Okay...

I'll tell you about yourself. You tell me about myself.

The one who's right wins a drink.

Okay. You start.

- Square business? - Tell it like it is.

Poor family. You're the oldest.

You got a lot of brothers and sisters.

You got a brother in the joint.

Your mother's sick.

You... got a scholarship to nursing school...

and you did real good, but you can't get a job any place but here.

How am I doing?

I don't know yet.

Smoke a little reefer. Fool around a little bit.

You ought to get married, but the selection...

in the neighborhood ain't that good.

- Finished? - Yeah.

Okay.

You come from three generations of cops.

Your grandfather, your father and your brothers are all cops.

All your friends are cops.

It's a good thing there's some lady cops...

or you wouldn't have a sex life.

You get drunk every night.

You think all men are thieves and all women are sluts...

and you don't trust anyone but your partner.

It's my round.

No, the drinks are on me.

Jesus, am I stuffed.

You know, you could have at least one piece. It wouldn't kill you.

No, I'd just gain a hundred pounds.

I'd just gain a hundred pounds.

- We'd work it off. Come on. - Andy, stop it. Stop.

- My parents. - They're sleeping.

- Don't worry about it. - You better not. My father...

gets up every night for Brioschi.

Oh, man.

If your father's stomach's gonna mess up my sex life, forget about it.

Come here.

Yeah, I'll come here.

Don't you think I want to?

I don't know, do you?

I do.

I do.

Can't it wait till we're married?

Wait until we're married?

No, see, you don't understand.

You keep forgettin' that I'm a cop.

Any day that I go to work could be my last.

- Andy. - Today, we almost got blasted.

- I don't want to hear it. - Five guys opened fire on us...

and they started blasting.

That's more like it.

How long you been a cop?

Eighteen years.

Too long.

You ought to, at least, be commissioner by now.

You sound like my ex-wife.

No, I made detective, you know. I got a goal to shoot.

I just didn't keep it very long.

- What did you do? - Oh no.

Come on. What did you do?

I nailed this guy on Westchester Avenue.

He was going about sixty-five miles an hour.

He was drunk. He was really drunk. He was all over the road.

And...

he was a local hood.

He was a guy that I put in before for extortion.

So, anyway, you know, the next day, the guy gets out.

He drives his Caddy by, gives me the finger.

So, on this one, he just laughs in my face.

He says, "A summons?" He said, my God, he said

"My lawyers gonna take care of this tomorrow, you jerk."

So, I thought, I said, "Hey, the guy's right. I'm a jerk."

So...

I leaned across and grabbed his car keys and threw 'em...

in the sewer and said, "See if your lawyer...

can take care of that tomorrow."

This guy is jumping up and down yelling at me.

And...

I ate his driver's license.

- What? - Yeah, and then right after that...

I ate his registration.

The registration tasted better than the driver's license.

Well...

he said, "My lawyer's gonna make one call and you're finished."

Finished? So, I laughed in his face.

The lawyer made the call.

And...

they took away the shield and put me back in a monkey suit.

Well.

The moment of truth.

Yeah.

Hey, listen. Thanks for the drinks.

Anytime.

I guess I ought to be flattered that you're not making a move on me.

It means you respect me.

Well, I don't go to parties where I ain't invited.

You want an engraved invitation?

What is that, a walk-up?

And I'm on the fifth floor.

Let's climb that staircase to paradise.

Let's go to your place.

You got any other names besides Murphy?

Hey, don't get personal.

Remember you said that when we get to your place.

What? John Joseph Vincent III.

Satisfied?

Big name.

Big man.

We'll see about that.

You don't need a girlfriend, you need a maid.

You do the same thing?

Baby, you're in the wrong century.

Yeah?

Help, police.

Andy?

I'm glad we did it...

are you?

Glad we did what?

Wise guy.

Andy?

Did you enjoy it?

Yeah, it was all right.

It was just all right?

Yeah, well, you know, there wasn't enough pepperoni on it...

and the anchovies tasted like shoe leather.

I didn't mean the pizza, I meant me.

You?

Yeah. You were okay.

But there wasn't enough pepperoni on it...

and the anchovies tasted like shoe leather.

Shut up.

John Joseph Vincent Murphy III.

You called?

J.J.

Yeah, J.J. That's what I'm gonna...

- call you from now on. - No, you ain't.

Murphy.

The Irish cop. How can you work in a neighborhood like this?

You think I can't understand these people?

Hey, Irish are a lot like the Puerto Ricans.

They are the Puerto Ricans of England.

They like to drink and dance and sing...

and make love.

I'm talkin' about the ones on the other side.

I admit something happen to them when they come over here.

They become a bunch of tight-assed priests.

Or ward heelers.

What the hell am I talking about?

Son of a bitch.

Got to pull off the highway into this jungle.

Come on.

Hello, lover.

You wanna go out?

Come on. Let's take a little walk.

- How much? - Well, if I was selling it, baby...

you sure couldn't afford it.

But I'm gonna give it up...

cause I likes you.

Yeah.

This ain't a motel, baby, but it'll do just fine.

Looks okay to me.

Nobody can do it like I can.

Come on down.

Sit right there.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Scorpio.

Recreation will lead to potential for employment.

Money comes in early June.

A fantasy comes true in September.

This is the life.

Yeah, just don't get too used to it.

- Tough guy? - That's right.

You're not tough.

You're a pussycat just like me.

My water's boiling.

- No! - Yes.

Hey, punk.

Man, what a racket. You know what the number was yesterday?

- What? - Number 444.

Except for a little single action, we cleared 3,200 bucks.

You know, sometimes I think bookies have patron saints.

Yeah, well, you pray to that saint when they bust your little operation.

Maybe he'll get you ninety days instead of a year.

You're just uptight cause you didn't get laid last night.

What are you, Joyce Brothers...

- over here? - Leave me alone.

Hey, Pop, would it be a first-class piece of detective work to assume...

that you've been downstairs pressin' the grapes?

I got four barrels ready for Christmas.

I got this guy all the way from Jersey ready to buy my wine.

My brother's a bookie. My father's a bootlegger.

I could make a fortune shakin' down my own family...

and I would never have to leave the house.

What are you laughing at? Knock it off. Hey, don't start.

Don't start with me, punk.

What's this South Bronx People's Party that keeps coming up?

Disco revolutionaries, you know what I mean?

They got federal money to open a storefront on Fox Street...

and they make a lot of hate-cop noises.

They preach armed revolt, but they spend most of their time...

ballin' white chicks from Scarsdale.

Dacey, you followin' through?

Yeah, we're gonna pay 'em a visit.

Might go to Scarsdale first.

Might as well, for all the production...

we've been gettin' from you down here.

What am I...

a mind reader?

You got 50,000 potential cop killers in this precinct.

You want me to toss them all?

I want you to bring the South Bronx People's Party in for questioning.

That's what I want.

The boss wants production. What we're gonna do is...

we're gonna take a few anti-crime units out of each tour.

You guys will be plain-clothed, unmarked car.

Mulhearne and Tessitore, Lane and Baker, Corelli and Murphy.

Corelli don't got no plain clothes.

So, let him wear a tuxedo, what do I care?

The idea is to make a lot of felony collars, okay?

I'd like a minute, Sergeant.

Hold it down, fellas. Hold it down.

Captain has something to say, all right?

We are making zero progress on the investigation...

of the murders of our two men.

This case must be clear, even if we have to take...

extraordinary measures to clear it.

Every day that we lag is another day...

that we lose respect in our neighborhood.

Pick it up.

Starting on this tour, I'm gonna want you to start making arrests.

All you know of criminal situations that exist.

Up until now, you looked the other way.

That's got to stop.

Every suspect that we bring in will be questioned by the squad.

We're gonna bring 'em in...

book 'em, toss 'em and see what they spit it out...

and we won't quit until we get a lead.

Now...

I don't expect something for nothing from you men.

So, I'm offering a deal.

You collar somebody who gives us information...

and you get a week added to your vacations.

Who's gonna be mindin' the store when we're all on vacation, Sir?

I don't follow you, patrolman.

Well, we could all go around with our noses buried in the penal code...

we could make... a hundred bum collars a day.

So, the jails will be full. The neighborhood will be empty...

and meanwhile, you ain't gonna be one step closer...

to clearing those killings.

If you're afraid to some police work, Murphy...

you can stay in and clean out the shit houses until your retirement.

Shut your mouth, Murphy.

As for the rest of you, my offer stands.

Two leads...

two weeks. And so on.

Call it bribery.

Call it dedicated police work.

Just get out in the street and bring in those cop killers.

I won't question your motives.

Okay, knock it off. You're dismissed.

Let's go downstairs and get into something more comfortable? Come on.

Plain wheels. Plain clothes. Plain brain.

Plain, why do you always put yourself down for?

I feel a lecture coming on.

Yeah, well, you need one.

I mean, I appreciate you more than you do yourself, you know that?

I can see your hidden potential.

- You got good eyes. - A guy like you...

with all you got going for you.

Shit, man, you could conquer the world, but no...

instead, you keep holdin' yourself back.

You're gonna be my guru?

You gonna teach me how to release the hidden powers within?

Well, I'll tell ya, I can give you some tips...

based on my extensive study of the road to success.

- Oh yeah? - Yeah.

Now, the first thing you're gonna have to deal with...

is this problem you seem to have with authority figures.

You have a lot of trouble taking orders...

- am I right? - Yeah.

You have what they call very low self-esteem.

Listen to me. Now, before you make any progress at all in your life...

you're gonna have to get in touch with your feelings.

I keep tryin', but the line's always busy.

- This stoolie reliable? - We'll soon find out.

- I'm calling my lawyer. - Yeah? Never mind that, tons of fun.

- You ain't getting off so easy. - Hey, what's the matter with you?

I'm gonna give this bastard a workout! Come on!

- What's the matter with him? - Hey...

he's a little upset because of those cop killings.

I'm no cop killer. Cops are my best customers.

You ain't seein' no lawyer till I'm finished with you, fatso!

- You got that? - Hey! Cut it out!

That's why we're up here. To see if we can get a lead on that case.

Talk to the creep across the hall.

He's been dealing guns out of the apartment for weeks.

All right, take it easy. Calm down.

You're giving yourself a heart attack.

Okay. Please, don't tell him I gave him up. He'll kill me.

Don't worry. Listen.

Arrest yourself. Go wait in the van.

Okay. Watch it, man. He's mean. He stoned on down all the time.

He blasts his goddamn radio at all hours.

Some people got no consideration.

Wanna go in?

I don't hear no radio.

He could be sittin' behind that door with an M-60.

Shit.

That's okay.

Fire!

Fuego!

That's a nice touch.

- Not her. - Madonn'.

Not her.

This guy does all right.

Him.

Okay, sports lovers! Police!

All right, music lovers! Out of the cars! This is a raid!

Come on. Get out of the cars and on the pavement.

- Let's go. - Give us a f**kin' break.

I'm sorry.

- What about last week, man? - Last week don't count. Come on.

Come on, John. let's go.

Hey, you! Let's go! Get out! Get out of there!

- Let's go! Come on! - A little scene here.

- Move it. - I know you're comin'.

Long time no see. How's everything?

I know it is. Get out of here.

Hey, Andy, get those guys out of the van.

- We're gonna grab a bus. - All right.

Come on, ladies.

Come on! Let's go! This ain't no picnic! Let's go!

Police business, we're taking the bus.

Hey, this is a ball. You know, I always wanted to drive a bus.

Hey, come on. Cheer up, Murphy.

Oh yeah. Cheer up.

We got a bus full of cop killers here.

Super sleuth strikes again.

Hey, you're letting that Connolly guy get to you.

Forget about it. The guy's an empty suit.

He acts like we're a bunch of jerk-offs...

and all we wanna do is drink and screw.

Hell, there ain't one guy in this house who wouldn't...

give his right arm to get the guy that killed those two rookies.

Come on. I know a couple of guys you could shoot their mothers...

and their feelings wouldn't get hurt.

You can't go turnin' this neighborhood upside down...

every time somebody gets killed. Not even a cop.

Let's get the f**k out of here! Get out!

Come ahead. Come on. Let's go.

Hey, innkeeper, we need lodgings for the night.

Don't leave them here, Murphy, please. Put them up on the stairs.

I'll book them after I get through with this bunch.

- Please. - Okay. Come on.

We're gonna be here all night with this group.

All you guys book your people.

Move 'em over to the squad for detectives to talk to them.

We'll authorize overtime for all the men on the eight to four...

so we can process the suspects.

It's like Grand Central Station out there, Captain!

How are we gonna get the next tour out?

- Knock, knock. - What is it?

We got a bit of a riot building up, Captain.

- Where? - In the Bronx.

I wouldn't bother ya if it was in Philadelphia.

Special Investigations sent some people over to that clubhouse...

and they went to war. We've had three ten-thirteens.

The crowd's headin' for the precinct.

Call every available car in our patrol...

and get some backup from Borough.

Hey, you got a filthy mouth.

Get 'em off! What happened here?

We went in to question them and they started to give us a hassle.

Why weren't my desk officers informed about this?

Why wasn't I informed about how much of a following...

those people have in the neighborhood?

You sent us out on this, Captain!

You should've told us what we were getting into!

- Name, please. - I ain't tellin' you my name!

I ain't tellin' you nothin' until you tell us why we been arrested!

Are they cooperating?

They ain't even being sociable.

You think we killed your cops, man? Well, we wouldn't waste the bullets!

You wanna go to war with me, tough guy?

I've got seventeen assaults and five assassinations of officers to clear.

I'll nail your ass to the precinct wall...

if you hassle me. You understand?

We were at a nuclear power teach-in all day that day.

At Sarah Lawrence, man. You wanna check it out?

We've got five hundred witnesses.

Yeah, you want to go up against...

five hundred honky college girls, man?

- Go ahead. - Yeah, stiff, go check it out.

Then, you can let us out.

Hey, stiff.

You wanna tell me your name again?

Let the brothers go!

Let the brothers go!

Let me across, ladies. That's it. Out of the way. Lovely.

N.G. on that bunch of revolutionaries out there.

The only thing they shoot is beaver.

Let the brothers go!

Let the brothers go!

Let the brothers go!

Let the brothers go!

- You the leader here? - Ain't no leaders here, man.

- Just one soul... - You're interfering with the...

- operations of a police precinct. - You let our brothers...

- out of that dungeon and we'll go! - It's a violation of the law!

If you do not cease the activity, I will place you under arrest!

You let our brothers out of your dungeon and we'll leave.

I'll give you five minutes to disperse.

Let the brothers go!

Let the brothers go!

I've given them five minutes to disperse.

Captain, we've had these things before.

If you just kind of let them blow off steam a little, they go away.

Give them five.

Then, release tear gas into the crowd.

Let the brothers go!

Let the brothers go!

- Let the brothers go! - Let the brothers go!

Let the brothers go!

- Let the brothers go! - Gas 'em.

Let the brothers go!

Fall back. Let's go. Fall back. Everybody back.

Let's go, guys. Back. Way back. Come on.

Okay, Jimmy.

Release the gas.

Let the brothers go!

- What the hell is he doing? - He's going to war.

- You two! Come with me! - Dutch treat?

- What did you say? - I got no beef with these people.

You're just making things worse.

You've forgotten how to take orders, patrolmen?

Get him! The field jacket!

Sergeant...

book this man for incitement to riot...

assault, attempted assault, criminal anarchy, disturbing the peace.

You men give your names as arresting officers.

When he's been booked, bring your prisoner to the squad room.

You think you can hold me here? You think so...

- you jive-ass motherf**ker? - Hey, we don't want you in here.

Just cool it. Let us book you...

and you'll be back in the streets in an hour.

You think the revolution can wait that long?

- It'll wait. - All right.

Give your name to the nice sergeant.

Let's go to work!

My, my, you're in a positive mood today.

I'm in love.

I'm in love.

In the four-one precinct, report of a ten-thirteen.

Assist patrolman one-six-three and Fox.

In the four-one precinct, report of a ten-thirteen.

What the hell happened?

We came out on this fire...

and they started bombing us from the roof!

Hey, up there!

Murphy, Corelli, get up on that roof!

Move it! Patterson, O'Rourke, take that roof.

- Police. Freeze. - Hold it, police officers.

That's right, against the wall. Spread 'em out.

Come on and spread 'em out! Spread 'em out!

Come on. Spread 'em.

Yo, man.

Hey. Come on, let's take a little nap with your friend down here.

Hey, look at this over here.

- What? - Look at this.

Young love up on the roof there?

That's a cheap date. Instead of going to the movie...

they just walk up on the roof and watch the buildings burn.

Will you look at them muffs?

Yeah, Morgan and Finley, what a couple of hot shots.

- Hey, Morgan! - They can't hear you.

- Hey! - Hey!

- Hey! - Hold it! Morgan, you asshole!

Hey, leave the kid alone.

- Hey, he didn't do nothing! - Hey! Hold it!

Hey, put me down!

- Put me down! - Hold it!

Hey!

Did you see that?

I didn't see nothin'.

Will you just disperse, please?

Nothin's gonna happen here.

We'd like to get your cooperation here.

Stand behind the barricades.

Cooperate with your police department. Will you go home, please?

Back up a little bit there, please. Just back up.

Thank you very much.

I don't wanna see anybody get hurt.

I don't feel very sartorial tonight.

Partner...

you okay?

Murph?

What do you mean, okay?

I mean, you're not gonna go out and do something crazy, are you?

Like what?

I don't know, that's what scares me.

Come on. Let's go out for a drink.

You know, I've been on this job eighteen years.

I think every minute of it is on my face.

All the blood, the beatings...

- the scams. - Not here, Murph.

I could walk into Grand Central Station...

and everybody would know I was a cop.

People only know what you tell 'em.

You can fool anybody.

I'm looking at you right in the eye.

- You know what I see? - Murph...

this ain't the place for this.

I see that kid falling off that roof.

Looking you right in the eye and that's what I see.

It'll pass. You know it will.

Wonder what my face is gonna look like tomorrow.

Hey, what the hell you doing in my car?

The body was discovered after the fire.

Death was caused by injuries sustained in a fall.

Now, we have witnesses who say they saw two cops...

throw the decedent off a roof.

Anybody got anything to say?

I didn't throw anybody off a roof.

- I didn't throw anybody. - Did you?

Wait, what day was that again?

Donohue, don't try to cover this with jokes.

Sorry, Captain.

Anything else?

Maybe one of those witnesses threw the decedent off the roof...

and they're trying to lay it on us.

That's occurred to me.

Everybody's always looking to knock us anyway, Captain.

Especially up here. People don't appreciate cops up here.

I'm aware of that.

I just wanted to go on record with you men.

I'll go straight to the wall with you on this.

As long as I'm satisfied that you're clean.

All right, that's all.

Murphy, you want to hang in for a second?

I didn't hear any denials from you just now.

I don't like suckin' around in public.

I just want you to look me in the eye and tell me...

you know nothin' about that homicide.

I didn't throw no kid off no roof.

And you don't know who did?

What are you doing? Are you asking me or are you telling me?

Get out of here.

What happened? What'd he say?

Nothin'. He took me off his Christmas list.

Why don't you quit foolin' around and tell us what happened, Murphy?

- Hey, listen. - Hey.

Will you go to your room? The man don't feel like talkin' right now.

So, they bring this guy out.

They hoist him up, right? His hands...

His hands are tied behind his back...

where he's got ninety-five bullet wounds.

Hey, Murph. Come on down here and join the party.

- Where you goin' with that? - I'm taking your beer down here.

Leave it!

[Spanish]

Collection time. Okay, girl. Come on.

Come on, mama. Get the money ready.

This man needs some bread.

She's all right. Just a little too high.

Got yourself a new old lady?

Hey, baby, what's happening?

Don't worry about her.

- She's okay. - I ain't worried.

- I'm interested. - Hey, Jose...

everybody knows you got a joint, all right?

Come on. Let's get down to business, all right?

Come on, hustle. Get the money! Move!

Jose, why don't you chill out, man?

Stop messin' with the bitch, all right?

Shit, man, I think I'm in love.

Hey, baby.

Pretty little boy.

Yeah, baby, that's me.

Did you ever see a snake, little boy?

Yo, Nando, check this out, bro. Check this number out.

A snake has a dance...

and a snake has style.

And a snake will sneak up on you every time.

And give you that smile...

with its tongue comin' out.

Oh yeah, baby. Do it. [Spanish]

Hey, Jose! Jose!

[Spanish]

The snake's a cold-blooded killer, baby.

But you don't care.

Cause you too busy lookin'.

You goddamn whore! Drop that!

She cut my face! My face!

- Bitch. - Drop it!

You killed her!

Shit.

- [Spanish] - [Spanish]

- [Spanish] - She's dead.

- Oh my God, she's dead. - Shut up. It was your fault...

for having her here in the first place.

She's no pig. She's nobody, man.

Let's wrap her up in this thing and let's get her out of here.

Roll up this thing. Get up, get back. Get over there! Do it.

[Spanish]

Hey, come on, Murph, you gonna have a drink with me or not?

Hey, Murph, what do you think of that son of a bitch?

Connolly.

Captain Connolly.

That clown they dress up as a cop.

That f**kin' banana.

I mean, who does he think he's playing with...

some chicken shit rookie?

I've been on the job too long. You know what I mean?

Yeah, they may get me for coopin'...

over scorin' a little nookie on the side...

or maybe even shakin' down a bodega.

I never said I was the smartest guy in the world...

but when he comes up with this phony witness shit.

They got witnesses, Einstein.

Yeah, deaf and dumb ones, right?

Real live ones. The kind that put you away.

Hey, Murphy!

Murphy!

Murphy, come here!

Murphy!

What are you talkin' about?

They got the little chick that was hiding up there behind the junk pile!

What chick?

Yeah. They got me and Corelli too!

Number one police work.

Poor kid wasn't bothering nobody. Yeah, throw him off the roof!

You shut the f**k up.

You f**kin' creep. I wish I was man enough to turn you in!

You motherf**ker, I'm gonna turn you in!

Shut your mouth!

What are you gonna do, write me up?

You bring me out on something like this!

I got to keep two cops from killin' each other?

Write you up? You piece of shit! You're lucky I don't shoot you!

Now, get out of here! Go run your car into a tree.

Get your f**king hands off me! Get the f**k off!

Get him home. You call in sick tomorrow.

I don't need nobody to take me home. Nobody!

Go on, break it up!

Shut up!

All right, man, we'll take care of the window tab.

All right, let's get the hell out of here!

Hey.

Breakfast time.

How'd you get into this?

Clendennon called me. I figured you'd be up here.

- Here. - You like being a den mother?

I'm your friend, right, so I look after you.

I'm glad he called me.

I'm giving Morgan and Finley away.

You gonna back me up?

Why not?

They killed that kid for no reason.

- They're no good anyway. So? - I know that.

So, I can't be a stool pigeon.

The kid's dead. We can't do anything for him.

We'll just end up making trouble for ourselves.

So, we just let those two guys get away with murder?

Another Puerto Rican is dead. Why worry about it?

- I didn't say that. - Yeah, it's the neighborhood...

it's the world, it's this, it's that.

People get shit on so much, a little more or less...

- don't make no difference. - I didn't say that either.

We're cops. We got to stick together. We got to cover each other.

Meanwhile, boy, if that kid had been Irish or Italian...

He wouldn't be livin' up here in the first place.

He'd be in Ireland getting blown away...

or in Italy getting murdered by one of his own.

You read the papers.

We're not gonna change the world by giving two cops away.

That's just talk, Andy, and you know it.

We both know what's right. We ain't got the guts to do it.

Guts? What are you talkin', guts? You mean brains, don't ya?

Shit, I'll go through fire with you, Murph, and you know I will...

but I got to live with these guys.

You turn a cop in and you're finished.

You might as well quit the force and move out of the city.

Even if you get a transfer, your rep follows you around.

It just ain't worth it.

Especially when you won't be doing anybody any good.

I ain't a stool pigeon, Murph. Sorry.

- Is that what I'd be? - These guys have families.

- No, is that what I'd be to you? - You want me to say it?

You turn two cops in, you're a rat, yeah!

Come on. Let's get out of here. Come on.

Get something to eat. Take a shower. You'll feel better.

Come on. You don't want to spend your day off in the Bronx.

Come on.

That's right. Just pass me up like I was some drunken bum on the street.

Better move that car before you get a ticket.

They'll never take me alive.

What the hell happened to you?

Fighting a squirrel and an orangutan.

That's about your speed.

You still hungry?

- You cold? - Oh yeah.

This your lunch hour?

I'm off today.

Don't you have anything better to do with your time off?

Not really.

I'm kind of a lonely guy, you know?

- Poor baby. - It's not that bad.

I didn't even know I was lonely until I met you.

What's that supposed to mean?

I go out drinkin', chippin'.

Sit home, watch a ball game with a six-pack.

- Sounds like a nice life. - It was okay.

And you know, all of a sudden, I just get lonely...

and I start thinking about you.

Maybe I'm taking this too serious.

I need a nice, hot bath.

Bubble bath.

I save it for when the kids come to visit.

"And they all wear pants in the southern part of France"

There, you look like a Hollywood starlet.

Wanna take my picture?

I'll take your picture.

You look like a little kid when you do that.

Where you going?

Home, man. I can't stay here forever.

Sure, you can.

It wouldn't be as much fun.

Speak for yourself.

Go back to sleep.

You're sweet.

- What's the matter with ya? - Nothing.

I just have to get back home.

I know you like me.

I have to leave.

Do you have to get high?

What are you talking about?

I saw those track marks on the back of your legs.

You sleep with a cop, you got no secrets.

Yeah, man, I wanna get high.

I wanna get down right away, you dig, baby.

You cops are weird, you know.

It's like you see everything, but you don't know anything.

Do you want to get high?

Look, you think I'm a junkie? You think I'm strung out?

You see, that's what I mean.

If you stay in this neighborhood for the rest of your life...

and you'd never understand.

I get high once in a while.

Just like everyone else in the hospital. Even the doctors.

- Like everyone else in the country. - That's right.

Yeah, but everybody else in the country...

don't stick needles in their veins.

Smack's like a vacation for me.

You know?

A few hours floating on a raft in the Caribbean.

I don't take a vacation every day.

I don't need one.

In other words, I'm not a junkie, okay?

If you want it so bad, let me get it for you.

- You? - Yeah.

We keep it down at the precinct to give the stoolies.

There's tons of it.

Let me carry you for a while? Till you grow out of it.

I would think that you'd give me a lecture...

about cleaning up my act or something.

See, you could be around cops for the rest of your life...

you'd never understand them.

Yeah, well, I know what that kiss means.

I'm gonna drive you home.

How about we get out of the Bronx some night?

- Sounds good. - Yeah, go downtown and see a show.

- Sure. - A little change of scenery.

It stays in your head no matter where you go though.

You know, sometimes I'll be someplace...

and I'll turn real fast...

and I'll think I see blood all over the walls like in emergency.

Or I see an old man sitting in a park...

and like for a second, his mouth pops open and he's dead.

People pass you and they're laughing...

and then, you think they're screaming.

Yeah, some things you can't get out of your mind.

You know that kid?

You know that kid that was killed the other day?

Thrown off a roof.

You're not gonna tell me you did it, are you?

No.

That's a relief, cause we figured it was cops.

You did? Just like that?

Well, yeah, people were throwing garbage down on them.

This kid wasn't. Wasn't doing anything.

My partner and I were on the next roof.

Two guys from our precinct...

come in and threw him off.

You understand what I'm telling ya?

I mean, I know who killed that kid.

You askin' me what to do?

I don't know.

Look, just make it easy on yourself...

cause it doesn't make any difference anyway.

You're never gonna bring that kid back no matter what you do.

And if you rat out those two cops...

Rat out?

Well, that's what you're talking about, isn't it?

I mean, if you'd seen my brother throw that kid off a roof...

there'd be no problem, would there?

You'd arrest him in a second.

It's only cause they're cops...

that you've got all this conscience about it.

- Is that wrong? - Let me off here.

- Hey, don't talk like that. - Let me off.

- You don't live here. - I'll walk the rest of the way.

- It's raining. - Let me off!

- Goodbye, baby. - Hey.

Will I see you again?

Sure. Sure, if you want to.

That bitch from the hospital. She's with that cop again.

She's getting it on him with him?

She's gonna lead him right to us. F**kin' slut.

You're just jealous, papi, that's all. [Spanish]

Jealous? Hey, man, what would I want with a slut like that?

I'm not talkin' about the bitch. I'm talkin' about the cop.

More your speed, right, Joselito?

Come on and cut that shit out, man.

I'm gonna take that bitch off the count.

[Spanish]

You know, settle down, Joselito.

Why don't you just relax, man? You get too excited.

Why don't you let me take care of it, all right?

I mean, the man is on the case.

What you gonna do?

I ain't gonna do nothing, man.

You gonna burn her?

No, my man.

She gonna burn herself.

Come here, man.

This is the real deal, Neil. This ain't no whack attack.

I'm gonna rock her world.

I'll make her planets twirl.

Straight from the cooker without a chaser.

This is hers. [Spanish]

Hey, baby, come on in. Come in from the cold, man.

How you been?

Hey.

You okay?

Hey.

[Spanish]

Listen, I got a message...

- from your girlfriend. - Oh yeah?

Yeah, she told me to give you this over here, man.

- All right. - So, like...

what's happening, man? How you been?

Okay. Hey, where's your boy, Jose?

He's having a massage, man.

Oh yeah, yeah, okay. Not coming with you?

No, man, right now, he's got things to do.

- I got things to do, you know. - Yeah.

You mind letting go, bro? Cause I got to go, man, for real.

You take care, all right?

You in love with Jose...

- or something like that, man? - Hey, be cool, slick...

- you ain't going nowhere. - Hey, hold it, man...

we got to get his partner.

Jose! It's a bust!

Freeze! Goddamn it! Freeze!

Put your gun down.

Put them down or I'll blow his damn brains out!

Put your hands on top of your head.

I said put your... Don't make me repeat myself, goddamn it!

Jose, get their guns, man.

Hold it. Hold it right there. Move, right there. Stand still.

You get up. Get up! Get up, goddamn it!

The four-one precinct, report of a ten-thirteen.

Jefferson Hospital. Repeat, Jefferson Hospital.

- It's probably your girlfriend. - The four-one precinct...

- report of a ten-thirteen. - Just can't get enough...

- can she? - Jefferson Hospital.

What's going down?

Narcotics blew a bust. Dealer caught on and...

they took a bunch of doctors, nurses and patients hostage.

Nurses, where are they?

They're in the administrator's office on the sixth floor.

You get any names?

Get their names, so we can get them out of there.

If we get them out of there.

I'll see if she's down here someplace.

- We've got to evacuate the hospital. - But Lieutenant, that's impossible.

We have patients here who aren't ambulatory.

- So, carry them out. - Please, Lieutenant...

you don't seem to understand. These men are desperate.

- There's no telling what... - You got a better idea...

- or you want to let them go? - Why not?

If you know who they are, you could pick them up later.

Okay, you made your point! Take it easy.

Nurses and attendants, please move all patients...

back into their rooms immediately.

Stay with them and barricade the doors.

Clear the operating room. Suspend all therapy.

Get these people out of here!

- What's his name? - Hernando.

Hernando, listen, you been around. You know we ain't going anywhere.

So, why don't you let those people go and come on out?

What for? To spend the rest of my life in prison?

No, not me, baby! No, you better...

come up with a better offer than that!

Everybody's staying here with me!

And you better come here and get me and that means you got to kill me...

and that means they're gonna go too!

Listen, Lieutenant.

If they're in the anteroom, the administrator's office is empty.

Maybe we can drop two guys down.

Come in from behind.

Take a chance.

- You know the layout? - Sure.

- Make a drawing. - Quiet out there?

You guys talking it over?

You people thinking it over? I mean business!

Come here! Get over there!

Are you guys thinking it over?

Shut up! Goddamn you, all of you, shut up! Shut up!

Come on! Stay still, man! I'm talking to you! Come on!

Now, there's one doctor here who needs a doctor!

- The next is gonna need undertakers! - We're gonna have to go in.

We got the Hostage Squad...

- coming over. - Well, we're not gonna negotiate...

with this mutt. He's blowin' people away in there.

- What do you mean? - The son of a bitch...

just shot someone. Tell emergency to lay out their harnesses.

Got any suggestions as to who we can dangle?

It's my squeal, Lieutenant. I want to stick with it.

- I'll go with you. - Okay, we have to go up this way.

- How many guns they got? - Four, for sure.

Yeah?

Look.

We're gonna need some time.

Two minutes exactly. Then, you go in.

- We'll keep them occupied. - Ten-four.

- Tell him to put it on a clock. - Put us on the clock.

- Now. - Now.

Hey, come on, talk to us!

I ain't rappin' for none of you street pigs.

I'm rappin' to the commissioner.

He's on his way up here now, so don't go blowin' your cool.

Keep your mouth shut, woman, keep your mouth shut!

Man, I don't want to tell you one more time, woman. Shut up!

Everybody, quiet! Quiet! I said quiet, everybody!

Get up! Get up against the wall. Come on, up against the wall!

Goddamn it, all of you! Come on, move them! Move!

Come on, move your goddamn asses against the door! Move it!

Come on, move!

Come on, get up against the door, man!

Come on, do what he says, bitch! Move!

When them cops come in, baby, you guys are gonna be...

the first one to get it, you hear that?

- He's crazy! - Shut your mouth! Shut up!

Freeze!

Come on. Let's go!

- Murph, you okay? - No, I don't know where she is.

Let me through here.

What's wrong?

An overdose.

Oh no.

I got to get her moving.

She's dead. It's over.

Come on. Move. Keep moving.

Come on, you can do it.

Come on! Move!

Come on. Do it!

Oh no.

Oh no.

Honey, Murphy.

Come on.

Give it up, Murph. Come on.

Come on. Give me a hand.

Morning, Murphy.

How you doing?

What is it, Murphy?

Well, what is it? I'm not a mind reader.

I got your stoolie.

What's that mean?

You have trouble spittin' it out?

Write it on a piece of paper. Go on, slip it under the door.

Morgan and Finley are the guys you want.

They threw that kid off the roof.

How do you know?

I seen him do it. A witness.

Pantuzzi...

get the Bronx DA's office on the phone.

I want a district attorney and a stenographer here right away.

Send a car to get him.

You sure took your sweet ass time coming in with this news, didn't you?

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, what does it look like?

Isn't that funny?

Being a stoolie is my last official act.

You're a good cop, Murphy.

But I don't think you'd be much good at anything else.

I'm gonna run for president, what do you care?

Cause I'm gonna need all the good cops I can get...

if I'm gonna run this precinct the right way.

- The right way? - Yeah.

The right way. That's by the book, ain't it?

You know, you made more waves up here in one month...

than Dugan did in five years.

And what did it get you? Did it get you cop killers?

No, what it got you was a hundred bum arrests...

another burnt out building and a dead kid.

Jesus, I've been draggin' my ass...

in and out of this precinct for fourteen years. That's too much.

I feel as burnt out as those damn buildings down on Charlotte Street.

I ain't doing nobody no good.

And you, you've got your nose buried so deep...

into that book of yours you don't even see...

- what's going on around here. - I'm not proud of...

what's happened up here, but I can see, Murphy.

I can see the people out there.

Not just the hookers, the pimps and the junkies...

but those people who are trying to build something up here.

And I want them to know who's running this precinct.

I want them to know that this precinct...

isn't a clubhouse or a freak show, but the house of the law.

And that the law means something in their lives...

and that it's there to serve them.

That's the book, Murphy.

You got a better way?

Well, now, you can take the whole neighborhood...

and bulldoze it into the East River.

- And you and me with it. - Bullshit.

You want to quit? Go ahead.

I'm not built that way.

That's nice, Captain. That's nice.

You keep tryin'. I'm quittin'. You don't want this?

Save it for the sweeper.

- Thanks. - Thank you.

We have to go down to grand jury tomorrow.

Yeah, I know.

The men will know about it by then.

They saw the stenographer coming here.

They know I'm not dictating my life story.

They know.

Yeah. Anyway...

hold on to this for a while.

You can always throw it back in my face. I'm not going anywhere.

No.

Freeze.

Jesus, I thought I was a hit.

You ain't worth killing.

Don't be too sure.

I gave Morgan and Finley away.

Yeah?

So, what else is new? I figured you would.

But that means they're gonna subpoena you.

- Yeah, I know. - What are you gonna do?

Well, let me put it this way.

I'm not gonna commit perjury to protect those two bastards.

You can always say you didn't see nothing.

What, leave you hangin' like that?

What kind of a creep would I be if I did something like that?

Man, you know how I feel about you, man.

I'll go up against the department.

I'll go up against the goddamn world for you.

- We're partners, baby. - Not anymore.

- What do you mean? - Bookin' my papers.

What? You mean you're gonna leave me alone up here...

in the garden spot of the western world?

I just can't hack it anymore.

Hey, Murph, look. Look at that.

You gonna let him get away with that?

You betcha. I'm a civilian now. I can look the other way.

Yeah, right, tell me about it.