All language subtitles for Police Woman S02E13 The Hit

[Thuds]

He's going down.

[♪♪♪]

He's paralyzed, he's
gonna lie there like that

for the rest of his days.

[♪♪♪]

What's wrong?

I want you to go away from here.

And I don't want you to
come back for at least a year.

-Pep.
-Bill, what's wrong?

They have got it.

[♪♪♪]

-I hate high ladders.
-Kid,

this is one of the things that
makes this job so fascinating.

-[Chuckles]
-Here we go.

[Indistinct radio chatter]

Could that possibly
be what I think it is?

Commentator: Not
nearly as aggressive

doesn't seem to have
the tiger in him tonight.

But we've seen the
champion exhibit it in the past.

Escobar continues to pursue

Harper. He pins Harper
against the ropes now.

Harper's covering
up with both gloves.

Escobar takes two hooks to the
body, another right to the body!

Now he goes to the head!
Harper continues to cover up.

And I believe the champion
has lost another round,

as we come to the
end of round number 5.

[Indistinct chatter]

Crowley: Who's winning?
-Escobar.

Harper.

Commentator: You
wanna take a look at,

you know the people closest
to Harper have been saying

all along that his heart just
doesn't seem to be in this one.

I must agree that all the rumors

we've been hearing
seem to be coming true.

Tony Harper is not...

Rumors? What rumors?

I never heard no rumors.

Commentator:
Through-out this fight, well...

Pepper: I hate to
mention this, Pete,

but unless they've
revised the manual,

I don't think
you'll find anything

about listening to athletic
events while on surveillance.

Wait a minute.

Commentator: That
left stung Harper!

And for the first time
tonight, Harper is mad,

he's fighting like he means
it! He swarms Escobar!

A left, a right! Another
right! And Escobar is down!

One! Two!

Three! Four! Five!

I knew, he was gonna win!
Didn't I tell you he was gonna win?

I knew he was gonna win!

Commentator: Nine!
Ten! That's it, it's all over!

Tony Harpers has just knocked
out Mario Escobar after two minutes

and fifteen seconds
of the sixth round!

Frank, Marv, take a hike.

Dom, call Benny hummel.

Tell him to get
over here right away

as fast as he can make it.

[Machine rumbles]

Damn.

Hey, friend, don't you
know, it's Saturday?

You know, I just
can't get over it.

I'm amazed.

Imagine finding all four of
you in one spot at one time.

The four most elusive people
in the entire department,

-would you care to sit down?
-Why here?

-Why can't we go to my office?
-No,

you're too bossy
in your own office.

Territorial imperative, I guess.
So, if you don't mind. Come on.

Okay, I'm pulling you off
the machine shop thing.

That should make your
day a little brighter, huh?

If I had to climb that
ladder one more time,

I would've asked for flight pay.

Now, Pete.

What's your theory on
the Harper shooting?

Mob-style hit. Brazen.

Right in his own backyard,
obviously punitive.

Parks: I'd have
to agree with you.

Especially since we just
found out Jack Ballard

lost his shirt on
the Escobar fight.

Close to one million dollars.

Anybody care to draw
any brilliant conclusions?

[♪♪♪]

[Indistinct announcement]

You'll have to wait here until
we get him settled, Mrs. Harper.

[♪♪♪]

Crowley: Mrs. Harper?

Excuse me, we're
from the police,

this is sgt. Crowley.
I'm sgt. Anderson.

How do you do?

They just told us at the desk
downstairs that they moved.

Uh, I think, I have to sit down.

There's a place
right around here.

[Squeaks]

Caren: I don't think so.

Not even dressed as a gardener.

Well, do you recognize him?

Have you ever seen
him anyplace else?

Why?

His name is Jack
Ballard, Mrs. Harper.

He runs the book, bookmaking
for most of this state.

No, why should I know
someone like that?

Pepper: This morning,
the officer you talked to,

well, he found out that Ballard
lost close to a million dollars.

When your husband
knocked out Mario Escobar.

Which means that organized
crime was expecting an upset,

they expected your
husband to lose

even though he was fighting
a very unimpressive contender.

Tony Harper never did
a crooked thing in his life!

Mrs. Harper.

Mrs. Harper, I wasn't accusing
your husband of anything.

-Just that...
-no?

Oh, well, I could've just
sworn that I heard the word 'fix'!

It's not our intention to
make things any more difficult.

Listen, I have something
to tell you! Both of you!

I've known Tony
Harper since ninth grade!

And he is the sweetest
man in the world!

He's so honest it's pathetic!

And I keep yellin' at him

because he lets people walk
all over him like a doormat!

And he doesn't drink.
And he doesn't run around!

And for your information, he's
never had one acquaintance,

or connection, with
any gangster alive!

Have you got that?

[Door slams close]

[♪♪♪]

Hey, what's a matter?

I'll give you three guesses?

Hey, c'mon, Jody.

Hey, what am I,
poison or something?

Sorry. I'm late for work.

So, be a little late.

You'll feel better
when you get there.

So, what's the matter?

That car thing again, huh?

You should hear her in there.

She's got me
stopping along the way

and picking up every
male from six to sixty.

-[Chuckles]
-It's not funny.

Can't even be trusted
by your own mother.

And I've been a Saint
compared to most of the kids

around here.

After you almost
destroyed my life,

you want out on
me after 25 years.

For a much younger women.

Didn't care about
it then, did you?

I was left alone,

bewildered,

heart-broken not
knowing which way to turn.

Oh, no, nothing
matter to you then.

Up because,

they all might be involved,
Anderson, just got,

but he wanted to no matter...

Two little peas in a pod.

I'll bet you took her
side again, didn't you?

How am I ever gonna
raise a decent kid

if you go around agreeing
with every little whim

she gets in her head?

She's eighteen, you know?

I mean, if she wants to
buy a car, I can't stop her.

Well, I've got
news for you, Ben.

You aren't ever gonna stop her.

You stopped trying the first day
she ever learned to say daddy.

That's why she's so spoiled.

That's why she doesn't care
about anybody but herself.

[Phone rings]

Well, I've got news for you.

She isn't going off on
any trip all by herself.

Drifting in and out of
one motel to another

from here to New York City!

Hello? Ballard: Benny?

Yeah?

Ballard: I assume
you've heard the news.

About what?

Our friend. He's at
county general hospital.

He didn't die.

Benny...

Benny, do you hear me?

I told you it wasn't any good.

Yeah, you told me.

But I don't think any of us

want to be embarrassed
by your lack of commitment.

So, hustle over
there to the hospital

and get your mess
cleaned up, huh?

I'd appreciate it.

Maybe I'll get a
chance to sleep tonight.

I hope you heard what I said.
Because, for once in your life,

you're gonna take
the responsibility

of being a father.

[Door slams close]

Come September,
Jody's gonna be right here!

Enrolled in beauty college!

So, she can learn
a decent profession!

So, she doesn't get
stuck in some little house!

[Inaudible]

with a husband who doesn't
care whether she lives,

or takes a flying
jump to the moon!

[♪♪♪]

[Gunshots]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

I wonder where they come
up with names like that.

What, Dave Fisher?
Or four-eyed boar?

[Buzzing]

Excuse me. Ahem! Excuse me.

Could you tell me where
I might find Dave Fisher?

Mr. Fisher?

Yes, I'm him.

Yeah, we're with the
police department.

I'm sgt. Crowley, and
this is sgt. Anderson.

Hello.

Well, I guess it
doesn't take any, uh,

great genius to guess that
you're probably here about Tony.

He is your brother-in-law,
is that correct?

For years, and years, and years.

And you can bet,

if I had any idea what
happened to Tony,

I wouldn't be
sitting around here.

Hey, Jake, turn that
thing off, will you?

Hardly hear myself think.

Besides being related, uh,

Tony Harper also happens to
be your partner in this restaurant,

isn't he?

That's not any
monumental secret.

Want to show him?

Have, uh... have you
ever seen this man before?

Fisher: Umm, yeah, I guess
so. Maybe in the newspapers.

Has he ever been in here?

Oh, c'mon, the guy
is, you know, a hood.

I understand you've been
losing money in this place,

ever since you opened it.

Whether you know it or
not, it takes a long time

to get a place
like this on its feet.

-Two years?
-Sometimes more.

And we didn't borrow a
single dime from a gangster,

if that's what you mean.

Pepper: I'd like to know,
who you've been talking to?

Oh, I'll bet you've been chewing
the ear off my baby sister.

Yeah. Well she's no more
cooperative than you are.

Pepper: Even less.

Crowley: Which is kinda
too bad for the whole family.

Because it makes us
jump to the conclusion

that maybe somebody's
get something to hide.

[♪♪♪]

-Excuse me.
-Huh?

-You can't go in there.
-I, uh,

just wondered how he was doin'.

- You'll have to ask his doctor.
- Yeah, please.

Lady, look,

I'm his uncle and, uh,

I've seen the doctor,

and i-I've been very
worried about him.

- What did you say your name was?
- Uh, John Harper.

I'm his uncle John.

Well, it's not good.

It's not gonna be easy
for anybody to live with.

He's paralyzed, Mr. Harper.

He's gonna lie there like
that for the rest of his days.

Can't move, can't talk,

can't reach any
of us in any way.

Well, uh,

shouldn't there be some
kind of guard at the door, here?

What's there left to guard?

[♪♪♪]

I'm sorry, Mrs. Harper,

we have to talk to
you for a minute.

Sure. C'mon in. Why not.

Thank you.

[Door closes]

The reason it's in such a mess,

I've been going
over all these letters.

The mail's been
pouring in and...

It's pretty hard when you're
the worst letter writer in the world.

Nobody's worse than I am.

You should try to read
some of my reports sometime.

He's not kidding.

Sometimes we even have
to translate them into English.

This is a letter from a
twelve-year-old boy in Montana.

"Dear champ.

I just saw on television

that maybe you
can't ever fight again."

Maybe, m-a-b-e-e.

"Well, I know for sure,
how you must be feeling.

Because I had an
accident last year,

the day after Christmas,

and I've been in
a wheelchair too,

and I'll probably never be able
to walk again in my whole life."

[Rustling]

If, uh, if you prefer,
we can come back later.

[Cries] No!

No, just get it over with then
just please leave me alone.

All right, we'll try to
be as brief as possible.

The reason we're here is
that, it's come to our attention

that your husband gambles.

Oh.

And who told you that?

One of those people you pay?

It's been going
on for over a year

and involves very
substantial sums of money.

Oh, sure, he's
a regular hustler!

Just ask one of those
degenerates you pay

for your information.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Harper,
we got the information

from your brother, Dave.

We both feel that
what he told us

could be tremendously important.

Oh, I'm sure.

And maybe when I write
that little boy in Montana,

I'll tell him too.

Because, since it's out,

it doesn't matter
who knows, does it?

What we need,
Mrs. Harper, is a link.

Now that's what's essential.

We need the name of the man

who's been supplying
your husband with tips.

You'll have to excuse me
for not inviting you to stay,

but you can see, I
have a lot of work to do.

You know, Mrs. Harper. This is
our second time around with you.

And what really bothers me.

I don't understand why you
act so miserable about the fact

that we're trying to help.

Help?

You help somebody with
kindness! With understanding!

Not by telling them that
the person they love is a pug

who throws championship fights!

And the both of you think that,

and I can't help but admit
that it's making me sick!

Now, if you don't mind,

I'm going to go in there

and I'm gonna take something
to keep my head from falling off.

[♪♪♪]

[Door closes]

[Phone ringng]

Crowley, yeah?

Hi, sgt., this is Dave Fisher.

I just found something that
just might make your day.

Oh, that'd be a pleasant change.

Well, I was going
through Tony's desk,

just kinda cleaning things up

and I ran across
a piece of paper

he always used when
he called his bookie.

Now there's no
name. Just the number.

Now maybe you could
trace it, or something

well, that oughta help
a little, shouldn't it?

[♪♪♪]

-There it is, 6912.
-Yeah, Pete.

You know, it's
really hard to believe

that Harper use
a dump like that.

Well, all he had to do

is coming with a
pile of dirty socks,

and nobody would've
looked at him twice.

[Chuckles]

Royster: Especially
if they were yours.

Styles: Yeah, okay.

[♪♪♪]

Come on.

All right, shorty, need a boost?

You think you can
make it by yourself?

Royster: Oh, really?

-Give me room.
-Sure.

[Thuds]

Uh, ahem! Thank you.

[♪♪♪]

Huh, there's a nice
little bit of americana.

They've got themselves
a solid gold alarm.

Styles: Do you know some,

I bet if the alarm went
off, we'd get a call.

If their marker
sheets were stolen.

Well, hello, Moby dick.

[♪♪♪]

-You know, Pete, -what?

I've busted that fat lard tub
in there three different times.

-King-daddy sleaze.
-Yeah, what' we got?

Some of Moby's love letters.

Listen to this.

Tulip twenty five.

Zinnia seventy-five.

Carnation,

a hundred and a quarter,
and so on and so forth.

Owe-and-pay sheets.

And you know something
none of it's admissible in court.

[♪♪♪]

[Door closes]

[Machine beeps]

[♪♪♪]

Hey?

Tony Harper?

Hey, do you know who I am?

Hey, blink your eyes if
you've ever seen me before.

Don't you remember
last Saturday morning?

Out front of your house?

[♪♪♪]

I'm the guy who went bang!

You ruined my
reputation. You know that?

Tough guy.

You're tough as nails, huh, kid?

Too tough for your
own personal good.

Sure, and look what it got you.

All these tubes, and all this...

[Thuds]

stuff.

Well, that's why I'm here.

Yeah, cause I just
want you to realize

just whose fault it is
that all of this happened.

Oh, champion of the world.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Too tough to be handled, huh?

Well, hay, mister pures,

all you had to do was lie
down flat on the canvas.

For ten seconds.

You would've gotten up.

You would've been off the hook,

and you would've had yourself
another shot at Escobar.

So, now you know there's
no such thing as tough, huh?

And maybe when you grow up,

you'll know there's
no such thing as pure.

Even Tony Harper. Yeah,
champion of the world.

Sportsman of the year.

Sneaking around putting
down action on the ponies.

Well, that's a criminal
action, my friend! You know.

I mean, that's against the
law, just the same as murder.

Listen, when they
told me it was you,

I said no.

Well, it now made no difference.

[♪♪♪]

Well, I...

I think he's doin' better today.

Yeah, I think he's feelin' fine.

Oh, Johnny! [Cries]

[♪♪♪]

12-y-5o to units, we're all set.

-He's in the booth.
-Roger.

[♪♪♪]

Here he comes.

[♪♪♪]

Hi, how you doin'?

I'll be with you in a minute.

Now, can I help you?

Yeah, I got a few shirts I'd
like you to take care of them.

- How soon can I get them?
- Tomorrow morning,

ten o'clock on. You want
heavy starch or light?

Oh, no, no starch.

I like soft things on
my body. Y'hear me?

No starch.

[Phone bell rings]

Hey, will you excuse me a
minute, my girl's off today.

Everyday she's got
a different excuse.

Yeah. I know the type.

Cleaners?

Hello, babe, this is carnation.

I want the first, the
fifth, and the seventh

- at Santa Anita today.
- Hold it a minute, will you?

[Thuds]

Okay, carnation, I'm ready.

Okay, for the first,

put seventy-five
bucks on major Kim.

-It's going down.
-We're on!

[Thuds]

-[Knocking]
-Police officers!

[♪♪♪]

Hey!

Now, you want it the
easy way, or the hard way?

Well, it's nice
and cozy in here.

How are we doin'?

Well, we're just doin'
fantastic. Aren't we?

All right, so, I
was makin' book.

It was stupid and I got
caught. I'll take my medicine.

Just don't try to tie me in with
1o Tony Harper, or Jack Ballard.

Because there's
no way in the world

that you're ever gonna do that.

You're something else, Moby.

I gotta say, you
got a lot of guts.

I've been a cop
about eighteen years.

I've just never seen a ma so
anxious to go back to prison.

C'mon, man, my parole
officer won't violate me

-for bookmaking.
-That's true.

He won't violate
you for bookmaking.

But he will
violate you for this.

You want to tell him where
you found it, sergeant Anderson?

Would you believe of all
places in a barrel of soap?

Oh, by the way, I ran it.

It was taken in a
burglary in Arizona.

San Quentin, my man.

Five years of hard time, five.

Only, probably you won't
survive the first twenty-four hours.

I know some dudes
up there slit your throat

before they got close enough
to you to say, "hidy-ho."

So, what's the difference?

If I roll over for you people,

there'll be a contract out
on me by the end of the day!

Okay, here's your only
chance to stay alive, Moby.

If you go along with us,

I'll guarantee you three things.

One, your grand jury
testimony will be secret.

Two, we'll give you
round the clock protection.

And three, I'll fix it up
with your parole officer

so, that you can
leave this state

and set up a new
identity someplace else.

[Sighs]

I want some coffee.

Fine.

Somebody gimme a cigarette.

Nobody around here smokes.

Huh.

Okay, it was Jack Ballard.

He's my bank, he
runs the whole thing.

And he had you set up Harper.

He had me feed him sure
things. For almost a year.

Until I really got his trust.

Then, before the Escobar
fight, you gave him a bummer.

Some old nag
with three hind legs.

So, he'd lose a bundle
he didn't have, right?

It was a lot simpler than that.

Jack just told him that
if he didn't play ball,

the boxing commission would find
out he was a compulsive gambler.

That is the easy way, isn't it?

Only Harper
didn't take the dive.

So, Jack got upset
and blew him away.

Jack don't even
blow his own nose.

If you know what I mean?

Who got the contract?

Maybe you did, sweetheart.

I haven't seen Jack since
almost a month before the fight.

[Inaudible] Is served.

Okay, now here's the deal.

Before I testify, or sign my
name even to an autograph.

I'm making one more stipulation.

While I'm here in this city,

she's part of my protection.

How's the family, Benny?

Fine.

How about that
daughter of yours?

What is she now about what?

Eighteen.

Getting married, I suppose.

Ehh, her mother wants
her to go to beauty school.

Beauty school.

Well, you're in luck, kid. I
can help you with the tuition.

I've got something
that's gotta go right away.

Moby dick was arrested today.

They busted his book.

Oh, uh, maybe it's
just a coincidence.

Maybe, maybe, maybe.

Life and death is
made up of maybes.

Yeah, well... look,
Jack, you know I...

Uh, I've been thinkin' that...

Uh, that maybe you could, uh,
get somebody else, you know.

Because after the last time.

Hey, c'mon, Benny, it's
like diving off a high board.

You cream yourself, and you
get up and you do it all over again.

What's the big deal?

You should be feeling great
about violatin' a slob like him.

You'd be doin' society a favor.

Yeah, well, you know, I, uh,

sorta been thinkin' of, uh,
you know, sorta giving it up.

I mean, going away
some place you know,

and gettin' a new start.

Ballard: That's
not unreasonable.

I'm not opposed to that.
I like to see people retire.

But, look at all we
been through together.

Don't you think you
owe me one last favor?

[Knock on door]

Oh, hello.

Pardon me, sir.

Would you be interested

in subscribing to one of
five fabulous magazines?

Well, good as you look, you
could come in and talk about it.

-Anything happening?
-Well, I'll tell you.

He snores a lot.

Other than that,
it's been pretty dull.

What more could a girl ask for?

-You take care of yourself.
-Yeah.

-And have a lot of fun.
-Thanks, Joe.

Hubba, hubba, hubba.
Look who's got the duty.

Go back to sleep.

How can I do that,
now, that I've seen you?

Well, that's a little conflict

you'll have to work
out all by yourself.

I've had lots of girlies up here,
sweetheart. Maybe you don't believe that.

I believe. I believe.

Some of them just
as pretty as you.

And when they're nice to me,

I buy them nice
expensive presents.

Mr. Whalen, we're gonna be
spending a lot of time together,

so, let's get a
few things straight.

Number one, I'm not
enchanted by expensive presents.

Number two, you're
on candid microphone.

And sgt. Crowley's
sitting across the hall

with a twelve-Gauge shotgun.

The first time he hears one
breath of amorous breathing,

he's gonna come bustin'
through that door like a volcano.

And that, I think,
just about says it all.

[♪♪♪]

Benny: Hey, how
about a little service?

Daddy.

So, this is where you've
been earning your keep, huh?

Well, it's about time you
got around to taking a look.

-Do you want something?
-Just coffee.

On me.

Hey, is something wrong?

I just had a little free time.

I thought I'd come down
and check you out, that's all.

Come here.

Hey, how much that
guy pay you an hour?

A dollar seventy-five,
plus tips. And all I can eat.

Well, I've been
thinking. You know.

I think you should start getting
a line on that car you want

-right now.
-What's the point?

Until I can afford
something decent?

The point is, that sometimes,
you don't jump on something,

it never happens.

You start lookin'
for the car, alright?

I'll take care of anything over
what you've already got saved.

-All right?
-All right!

[♪♪♪]

Hey waiter, give me
two more mai-tai's.

You'll have to drink them
yourself, Mr. Whalen.

Good.

Then maybe I'll still be loaded

when I go before the
grand jury tomorrow.

You're gonna blow
the whole thing.

They know me in here.
Nobody's gonna believe.

I'm out with a broad
who doesn't drink.

Pepper: You're
right, Mr. Whalen.

You're not out with a broad.

I'm a police officer.

There's a lady sittin'
over at the table there

with Mr. Whalen.

Would you ask her to
come out here for a minute?

-Sure, I'll see what I can do.
-Thank you.

Excuse me, miss there's a
policeman who'd like to see you

at the reservation desk.

-Oh, bill.
-I think so.

No! No!

[♪♪♪]

-Oh, where is he?
-I don't know.

-Pep.
-Bill, what's wrong?

Women: Aah!

[♪♪♪]

Back door.

Hey, man, what's the matter!

-What?
-It's not locked!

It can't be locked!

[Knock onn door]

Pepper: Mr. Whalen.

How're you feeing?

Will, there's still enough
left of me to testify,

if that's what you mean.

No thanks to you people.

Well, you don't need us, Moby.

The doctor says you've got
a built-in armored vest, there.

[Chuckles]

You know, I've
taken a lot of kidding.

I've gotten a lot of abuse

and I've been called
some pretty cruel names.

But for once in my life,

I'd be glad to get
down on my knees

and thank god for
making me fat. [Chuckles]

While you're at it,
you can also thank him

for sending an
uninspired hit man.

I've been thinking about that.

All I can figure is Jack
must've used the same idiot

who couldn't put
Tony Harper away.

Do you know how weird that is?

Jack's got all the
money in the world.

He'd never deal with
somebody who wasn't a pro.

And yet, this guy made every
amateur mistake in the book.

He never went for a head shot,
he used the same gun twice.

He even waltzed up

and laid a five-buck tip on
the maitre d' at the restaurant.

I wish I could tell you
what he looked like.

You just relax, and get healthy.

We'll have somebody
in the room at all times,

and a couple of people
stashed in the corridor.

Wait a minute!

You don't think he's
gonna try it again?

[Car horn honks]

Is that for me?

Yeah, well, I've already got
one, your mother doesn't drive.

Oh, daddy, it's beautiful!

-Who did this?
-Huh?

I'd like to know,
who bought this car?

What's the difference
who bought the car?

It's a good car, it's safe,

it's only got a couple
of thousand miles

and it runs like a top.

Hey, mom, I'm
gonna pay him back.

Just like you've always paid
us back for everything else, him?

So why should she have to?

Now she can quit her job,
go driving around showing off.

In a new car that
she doesn't need!

So, let her! It might
do her some good!

Sure! And while you're at it,

why don't you send
her across country!

On that trip!

Let her do any single
thing she wants to do!

Maybe what bothers you,
mother, is in your own mind!

Have you ever stopped
to think about that?

Hey!

I hate you!

You ruin everything!

Everything I've
ever had in my life!

Don't you ever hit her again.

What you do, Ben?

-Put me out of my misery?
-[Phone rings]

You don't know
how to be that kind.

Yeah?

Fact,

you've got an eighteen-year-old
daughter named Jody.

She walks to work along
Franklin Avenue every morning

at nine o'clock.

Fact,

she wears short dresses,
she's got pretty legs,

and it'd be impossible
for anybody to miss her.

Hey, who's this?

Colossimo: I think
you know, Benny.

So, you'd better get over to the
hospital and earn your money.

We want it finished
by tomorrow..

By the time your little girl
walks along Franklin Avenue

going to work.

Benny: Hey.

Jody.

Shhh! Quiet.

I don't want to wake
up your mother.

What's wrong?

Listen, I want you to
get up and get dressed.

And pack some clothes.

Enough for two or three days.

Why?

I want you to leave.

I want you to start your trip.

I want you to go away from here

and I don't want you to
come back for at least a year.

Daddy, what are
you talking about?

Look, look.

This oughta take
care of everything.

All your clothes.

Living expenses.
Whatever you need.

There's enough here
to take care of it all.

How can I just leave?

Without even any
kind of a reason?

Well, look, Jody,
you have to trust me.

Because I say it's what I want.
That has to be good enough.

Look, maybe you'll go to, uh,
one of them little towns in Vermont.

And with the red
barns, you know,

like we used to talk about.

With the dirt roads,
and the big maple trees.

And the peaceful
nights all full of fireflies.

And... in the winter.

All the snow up to here.

In here.

And frozen ponds.

And if... You want
some more education,

there's money for that, too.

If you could, uh, maybe
you could be a nurse.

You do something
that'll make me proud.

I love you more than anything
in the world, sweetheart.

You know that, don't you?

[Crying] Oh, daddy,

I don't care what you've done!

It doesn't make any difference!

Only I don't want to be
any place that you won't be!

I remember when we brought
you home from the hospital,

all wrapped in
your little blankets,

and you put your head
right where it is right now,

right here.

And you went to sleep.

I'll never forget
that, sweetheart.

And there are things about me

that you're never
going to forget.

[Crying]

Woman: Doctor
Stevens, doctor Stevens.

Doctor Norton, doctor Norton.

[Phone rings]

Sixth floor.

Yeah, guys, he just came
in. Looks like our boy.

He's on his way now.

Okay, set.

Okay, stand by.

Things could be happening.

We've got a maybe and
he's already in the elevator.

Standing by.

[♪♪♪]

It stopped on three.

Now he's going up.

It didn't stop.

It stopped on eight!

That's Harper's floor!

[♪♪♪]

He's going for Harper!

You stay with,
whale, just in case!

Got it!

Pep, get royster up
to the eighth floor!

[♪♪♪]

Now, look, I Don' know what
it's like when you go over.

I don't know if you see
angels, devils or nothing at all.

But, eh, whatever it's like,

Tony, it's gotta be better
for you than it is right here.

[Gunshots]

Two shots, two hits.

Perfect score.

Let's go get Ballard now.

[♪♪♪]

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