All language subtitles for NYPD Blue (1993) - S02E03 - Cop Suey (1080p HULU WEB-DL x265 LION)

Hey, how'd your meeting go?

It's over, Donna.

Marie and I finally signed off

on a money settlement
and a custody arrangement.

I feel like a thousand-pound weight's
off my back.

Now you can get on with your life.

Yeah! Yeah. And that's how I feel,
like, uh, like I can finally turn a page.

You look great today.

Thanks.

So do you.

And that perfume you've been wearing,
drives me wild.

Gregory!
Remember where we are.

I can't help it.

Whenever I'm around ya, I just...
I just wanna...

Excuse me.

Can you sign this for me right here?

Morning, Detective.

Counselor.

On the Andretti stabbings,

his lawyer's all over me
for your paperwork.

Yeah, all right, well, here.

You can tell him that this is every piece
of paper that I got,

except I'm still trying to find
those two Kleenexes

I sneezed in at the crime scene.

Thanks.

Uh... ...Counselor.

In terms of our conversation
the other night,

I don't want you feeling pressured
with that.

- I don't.
- My point is, it's not imminent.

I mean, it doesn't have to be.

Could be way, way down the road,
you know,

if you, uh, wanted that at all.

Andy, the nicest thing
that's ever happened to me

is you asking me to be your wife.

I just want to settle into it
before we make any decisions.

Well, that's... that's smart. That's good.

- Andy.
- Uh, good morning.

- Lieutenant.
- Hi, Sylvia.

- Um, Theresa Carlin...
- Domestic abuse. Yeah, I took her 61.

She's a homicide.
Neighbor found her body in her apartment.

Son of a bitch.

- Medavoy, Martinez, we got a homicide.
- I knew it.

That son of a bitch.

Detective Adrienne Lesniak.

I'm supposed to report
to Lieutenant Fancy.

I think he's busy just
for the second.

No problem.

That son of a bitch killed her.

- Excuse us.
- No problem.

The Lower East Side's going to be a change
from the 27.

I grew up in Bay Ridge, Lieutenant.
I did my time in uniform in Bed-Stuy.

I'm comfortable among the great unwashed.

Lieutenant, on the reason
I was transferred...

That's not my concern.

Unless it interferes
with your work for me.

It won't. That relationship is finished.

Yeah.

Yeah, okay.

We got another homicide.

- Excuse me a second.
- Mm-hmm.

Thanks.

Hey, John.

Sorry, Lieutenant. I took Janice
to the probation hearing.

That domestic violence victim

- Andy worked a couple of weeks ago...
- Mm-hmm.

...showed up a homicide.

- Mrs. Carlin.
- Mm-hmm.

And we just had another homicide
in Chinatown.

- Mm-hmm.
- Um,

- Mm-hmm.
- Um,

- that's the new transfer. Lesniak.
- Right. Okay,

- I'll work the Chinatown with her then.
- Okay.

Lieutenant, you better take this.

He'll be right with you.

Fancy.

Yeah. Okay.

That shooting in Chinatown...

an off duty cop.

I'm going to ask you to work
with Detective Sipowicz.

- Our PAA will give you the address.
- Okay.

Adrienne Lesniak, John Kelly.

- How do you do?
- Hi.

Donna, give Detective Lesniak the address
on Andy's homicide,

and have Medavoy and Martinez
10-1 the squad

- and move over to the Chinatown shooting.
- All right.

Who is he?

Paul Van Pool, Central Park Precinct.

He interrupted a burglary in progress,
had his shield out.

We got a description of a male Asian

from a witness who tried to stop
the shooter.

Guy slipped out of his jacket

and took off on foot towards Canal Street.

- Is that the witness?
- Right here. Yeah.

Hey John, take him back
to the station house,

see what you can get.

Also, inventory the contents
of the jacket.

And move that line back.
Get those people out of here.

We're going to need a Chinese cop.

Yeah, I'll get, um, Harold Ng
from the robbery squad.

Has anyone contacted the chaplain's unit
on notification of kin?

- Not yet.
- Okay. Let me go do that.

Is there anything else?

The guy hit her
all the time.

I heard her screaming on Christmas Eve,
for God's sake.

But in terms of last night
and this morning,

you didn't actually hear anything?

- No.
- Okay, well, thanks.

- You've been very helpful.
- Sure.

Detective Martinez?
Adrienne Lesniak. I'm your relief.

Welcome aboard.
Uh, Detective Medavoy already left.

Let me introduce you
to Detective Sipowicz.

Make sure you get pictures of the glass
on the floor there around that window

and that, uh, bogus ransack
on the dresser.

- Andy, this is Detective Lesniak.
- How you doing?

Fancy wants me on the canvas
at that Chinatown shooting.

And the neighbor she says Mr. Carlin
called her from work around 10:00 a.m.

and asked her to come over
and put a note on the refrigerator

that he was going to be working late.

So that prick could establish his alibi.

Carlin told her neighbor he'd been calling
his wife, but there was no answer.

The neighbor had a key,
and she let herself in,

- and she found the body.
- Okay.

- You better get over to Chinatown.
- Okay.

- Nice meeting you.
- Same here.

So I understand you took

a domestic violence complaint
on this victim.

Yeah.

See, not all that damage is recent.

Her jaw is half off 'cause it's broken
on both sides.

That's from about a month ago.

Eyes are swollen shut.
See that chipped tooth? That's old.

Her husband gave her that after he lost
his Super Bowl bet last year.

He really beat you to a pulp this time,
didn't he, Theresa?

All right, you finish
taking statements around here,

and then canvass the block.

- Get to everybody, you understand?
- Where are you going?

I'm going to pick up the husband,
unless you got a problem with that.

No, I don't have a problem with that.

Then do me a favor, Detective Lesniak.
Don't you worry where I'm going.

Just worry about what you got to do.
Are you getting my drift?

Yes, I get your drift.

All right, yeah, I'll hold. All right.

Donna,
could you get me a pencil?

Sure.

- You done with those notifications?
- Yeah.

Where are you?

I got a sketch artist in there
with the witness,

but he didn't get a very good look at him.

Contents of the jacket?

Uh, house key,
Medavoy's making a copy of that,

and uh, we got a phone number
on this guy Shen,

and a lottery ticket.

James is on the phone with the commission
right now.

Lieutenant, we're getting a lot of calls
from off duty cops

from the Central Park Precinct,

volunteering to help
with the investigation.

Uh, take their names and tell them
we'll contact them if we need them.

Okay.

- Hey, Johnny, how are you?
- Hey, Harold.

- How's it going, Lieu?
- How you doing, Harold?

Let me tell you, when I first
hear a Chinese guy shoot a cop,

I say, "What, you kidding me?"

Chinese afraid of police.
Must be real scumbag, you know?

We get him, we kick his ass, eh, Johnny?

Yeah, definitely. Definitely.

Yeah, the lottery ticket was bought
at the Chinese herb store on Mott Street.

Okay. James Martinez,
Harold Ng from robbery.

- Nice to meet you. You new here?
- Hi.

No.

I bust cases with all these guys.

John, Greg, Andy Sipowicz,

- you know, with these guys.
- Keep me posted.

Yeah, okay. All right, Harold and I
are going to talk to Shen.

When Greg gets back,
you go to the herb store.

All right. We'll see if anyone can ID
the sketch.

All right good. Harold, you know what?

You know, I think you need
to speak a little slower

so people understand.
You know what I mean?

- No problem.
- All right, buddy. Good.

- Let's do it.
- Yeah.

Chef will be right out.

Johnny, you see Tommy Lew?

The famous heroin importer.

He's head of Top Sung Tong.

Chef not going to talk
until Tommy give, "Okay."

So we need his permission to our job then.

I'll go over and explain the situation.
Tong don't want police trouble.

Go talk to him.

Show him the number.

Tell him we know it's his.

Tell him we found it in the jacket
at the crime scene.

Other chefs come to me.
I help find work in Chinese restaurants.

I give them my number,
they give me theirs.

You remember writing it on that
piece of newspaper?

Yeah. The guy I write it for
never tell me his name.

Do you still have the number
he gave you?

- Back in the kitchen.
- Let's go take look.

Hey, Harold, you think this is going
to be okay with Tommy?

- He cooperating with us.
- Yeah. He's a great man.

Nobody at the herb store
could make an ID off the sketch.

Did you get anything off
that phone number?

Traced it to a pay phone inside. Let's go.

- Hey, how you doing, Harold?
- How are the wife and kids?

The kids are fine.
The wife and I are getting divorced.

Oh. After I divorced
my second wife, she called first wife,

they get together,
try to tell my third wife not to marry me.

She's almost told me to screw off.

Got to keep ex-wives apart, remember that.

Excuse us.

That's it.

Should we start knocking
on doors?

- You have that key, Greg?
- Should we get a search warrant?

I don't want to waste a whole day on one

if this ain't the place.

Okay, why don't you guys grab some air?

A cop got shot, John.

None of us is going to have a problem
with seeing what's in there.

You don't see what you don't have to see,
Greg.

I'll be right outside. Go ahead.

All right. Be careful.

Come on, guys.

Police.

Anyone home?

Get the warrant.

Hey! Hey! Yo! Hey! Hey! Stop!

Who's this guy? Who's this guy?

- Do we know this guy?
- No.

You speak English?

You speak English? What's he saying?

- He didn't do anything.
- Tell him who we are.

This is all he had on him.

- Got him?
- These keys match.

- The keys match.
- Yeah. Let's go.

Here we go.

We'll talk about it down at the station.
Let's go.

Harold and I will do the interview.

You guys want to get started
on that warrant?

Yeah, sure.

James, you want to get uh,

- get it started?
- You got it.

Has Lieutenant Fancy said anything to you?

No. Maybe he's going to let it slide.

You know that Detective Lesniak,
who just got transferred?

- You know why she got transferred?
- Why?

Office romance.

Gregory, this is all my fault.

If anyone was in flagrante, it was me.

I should have kept this from happening,

but what did I do instead? I tempted you.

Look, whatever happens...

we're in this together.

I... I just can't imagine coming
to work every day

- and not seeing you.
- Hey, Detective.

I know what you gotta
be thinking, Detective.

You... you busted me for beating Theresa.

You got to be thinking that I killed her.

I'm not going to lie to you, Victor.

I uh...
got a situation here

where there's a history
of domestic violence.

Now the wife's dead. I...
I got to consider you a suspect.

I know what it looks like,
but I did not kill Theresa. I swear.

Yeah, look, the day we had our talk
at that courthouse,

I, uh, I thought I got through to you.

With God as my witness,
I never laid a hand on her after that.

I... You gave me a wake-up call,
Detective.

You know, I was, uh, married myself once.

I know what it's like.

You get frustrated,

and sometimes you do things
that afterwards you regret...

but... that's a... that's a long way
from beating somebody to death.

I swear to God

I didn't kill her.

I loved her.

And we got this apparent break in
at your place.

Used to be a nice street.

Now you got Africans, junkies.

I've been worried about something
like this for a long time.

You see anybody suspicious
when you left your apartment this morning?

Actually, I did.

I... I seen these two brothers
hanging around

across the street at the liquor store.

Can you give me their description?

Black as the inside of your hat.

- Anything else about them you remember?
- I don't know. Uh...

maybe I could look at some pictures.

How are you doing for time?

I mean, uh, you probably got a lot
of arrangements to take care of.

Oh, no, Detective. I owe it to Theresa

to do whatever I can
to help find whoever did this.

I called the ME to expedite the autopsy
so your wife's remains

can be returned to you
as soon as possible.

Oh, I appreciate that.

Let me set you up with pictures.

Ask him why he ran from us this morning.

He's illegal. Thought we were INS.

Why was he at the apartment?

- Visiting a friend.
- What does the key go to?

He doesn't know.

Ask him if he knows anything

about the cop getting shot
in Chinatown this morning.

No.

No? You guys just spoke for five minutes.
What's going on, Harold?

He wanted to know why I'm working
with you white ghosts.

- Why don't you just be straight with me?
- I just was.

Okay...

maybe he will change his tune
after he's picked out of the lineup.

Tell him that.

Detective...

Mr. Woo's lawyer is here.

Detective Kelly.

Stephen Cheng, Detective.

How do you do?

I'd like to see my client Woo Shu Kwan.

Hmm. How do you know we have that person
in custody?

Friends of his saw you pick him up.

Well, Mr. Woo has not asked
for the services of an attorney yet.

A member of his family
has asked me to represent him.

- Who would that be?
- Mr. Woo's uncle.

I don't know why you're here, Counselor,

but you're going to have to do
better than that.

John, can we talk a minute?

Sure.

Tong send the lawyer
to get Woo to confess,

- get it over with.
- They're going to get him to confess.

They do something for him,

You know, maybe lighten up on the money
he owe when he come over,

give money to the guy's family
back in China. Or whatever.

Mm-hmm. Or get him to confess
to protect the real guy.

We found the key on this guy, Johnny.

Who put the key on him, Harold?

Tommy Lew is not going to make my case
for me.

You understand?

Uh, you know what?
I'm going to need more proof

that you represent the family,
so bring the uncle in. Okay?

Thanks for your time, Detective.

- What did you get?
- No one saw anything at the building.

These are the no answers.
I'll go re-canvass tomorrow.

All right. Let me have those.
Get the husband looking at photos.

Let me know if the lying prick comes up
with an ID

Are you going to get pissed off
if I ask you where you're going?

Back to re-canvass.

There's a vote of confidence.

Detective Lesniak, you got a bunch
of calls from a Detective Abruzzo.

I tried telling him you were tied up
with a case.

Thanks.

How's it going on your case?

Dinner's going to have to be late.

Let's just bag dinner then.

I feel bad about this woman.

You did what you could.

I got to go.

- Hey.
- Yeah.

If you want to talk, I'll be up late.

Hey, John.

The Chief of Detectives
is going to make a statement to the press.

He wants to know
if we're calling Woo a suspect.

Well, as far as the lineups are concerned,
I think it's a maybe, Lieutenant,

but I'd like to keep him in the tank
overnight, let him get a little more tired

take a shot at him in the morning.

- Okay. On showing up late this morning?
- Yeah I... I...

If I could just make the time up now,
that'd be great.

Well, my point is,
don't have Andy sign you in.

That's the kind of thing
Haverill's looking for.

Yeah. Okay.

- How's Harold Ng doing?
- Harold Ng, doing great.

- All right. Good night.
- Good night.

Hey, how are we doing?

Okay. How's your case?

Yeah, I think we got a direction.

The husband on my homicide
picked out a couple of photos.

- Hmm. You believe him?
- No.

One's in the joint, the other one
I'm going to question

at his parole officer's tomorrow.

Couple of us are going out for a beer.
You wanna come along?

Thanks. Yeah.

How about you, Harold?
You wanna go out for a beer?

Yeah. Sure.

- We'll talk later.
- Okay.

Harold, uh...

this Tommy Lew thing, you know,
I got my bosses squeezing my shoes,

and, uh, maybe I got my back up.

Yeah, Johnny. I understand,
but no boss own me, Tommy Lew especially.

Understand that, too, okay?

- Okay. Give me a minute.
- Yeah.

Hey, Harold, tell her about
the possum case.

- Possum case?
- Yeah.

It's a great story. Come on, Harold.
You tell it great. Come on.

Go ahead. Come on.

- Go ahead.
- Okay.

Me and this other guy working
on a kidnapping, all right.

Kidnapper send a ransom note.

You know, letter cut out of newspaper,
glue on paper,

spell out, if you ever want to see

what his name ever again... like
old movie... whole nine yards.

Anyway, we got to make the massive drop
on the woods, right?

Only we got nothing to put the money in,
you know, only barbecue bag.

And the guy love barbecue.
Eat the rib all day, right?

Everybody follow me?

Yeah, we're with you, Harold.

Come on, we're with you.

So we put money in barbecue bag,

hide the bag in the woods
like the kidnapper tell us.

Possum smell barbecue, eat the money,
ten-thousand dollars.

Everybody follow me?

- Yeah.
- Hey.

Guy down at the station house
said you might still be here.

- Hey, John.
- Hey, Jimmy.

I understand you're working that, uh,

- cop shooting.
- Yeah.

- Well, good luck with that.
- Thanks.

Adie, uh, you got a moment to talk?

Sure.

Hey, we got to catch up
with each other someday, yeah?

- Talk later.
- You got it.

- Who was that?
- What do you want?

For you to return my calls.

That was Jimmy Abruzzo.

We went through the homicide course
together.

- She didn't look too happy to see him.
- Yeah.

They were in the 27 together.
Nobody knew they were involved.

Sector car answered a disturbance call.

They were having
a knockdown, drag out, so.

- That's why she got transferred.
- Don't be such a...

- Just listen to me. All right?
- Get out of here!

What? You think this is over for you?
It's not.

- You still love me.
- Be right back.

- Get your hands off me.
- I'm not letting you go.

Wait a minute, guys.
Guys. Everything okay?

- She's Okay.
- Yeah? I asked her.

I'm fine.

I think you need to take off, Jimmy.

Yeah, I think you should go
hump yourself John.

Butt out, John.

I don't need anybody protecting me,
all right?

My problems are my problem.

Hey, Andy.

Looking good.
Something about you different.

How's it going, Harold?

Where are the cigarettes?
All the time you smoking.

I quit.

Must be it. Careful.
You get fat like Goodyear Blimp.

It's nice to see you, too, pal.

- Johnny, you ready to talk to this guy?
- Yeah. Let's go.

- Doing all right?
- Yeah.

- Good morning.
- Morning.

This guy Carlin picked out
from the mug books,

I'm going to talk to him
in his parole officer's.

Ask him about the Grassy Knoll in Dallas
or the whereabouts on the Lindbergh Baby.

Look, Detective, um, I thought
about this real hard last night,

and I'm unable to remember what I did
to piss you off,

so if you're running some guilt trip
about this lady dying,

please do not make it my problem.

Do you moonlight as a shrink?

No. This job is hard enough,

and it does not include you
batting me around

like I'm some inflatable punching clown.

So what I'm going to do is,
is I'm going to go question this guy,

even if it's just to rule him out.

Meanwhile, I would appreciate it

if you would take your attitude
and shove it up your ass.

Okay, well, he's had
the whole night to think about it,

and we're putting this together,
so we need a statement

and his description of the events.

He said he doesn't know anything.

Hmm. Well, tell him that I'm certain

he didn't kill this police officer
intentionally,

but I need a statement,
and I need his description of the events.

He said he doesn't know anything.

- What's up?
- That lawyer,

Mr. Cheng, wants to talk to you again.

Where's Uncle Woo?

Hi, Detective. Mr. Woo Hong Lee,
my client's uncle,

was too infirm to be here.

This notarized letter authorizing me
to represent his nephew should suffice.

I also have a letter
from the uncle's doctor

attesting to his poor health.

Wait here.

Tell him there's a lawyer outside
who says he's been hired by his uncle.

Ask him if he wants him to represent him.

No.

Okay, tell him that I want him
to tell the lawyer that. All right?

Let's go.

Ask him.

What'd he say?

He said the Tong want to help him
and his family.

He wants the lawyer now.

- I'd like some time with my client.
- Okay, Counselor, fine,

but we get no sacrificial lambs in here.

If he confesses to me,
I better believe it. Got it?

Excuse me, ma'am.
Detective Sipowicz.

Oh, yeah, Detective.
I saw you the morning of the murder.

I'm the one who found Mrs. Carlin.

- Right. You live in this apartment?
- No. Irene Polotto lives here.

I do her grocery shopping for her.
She's a shut-in.

She's been out and about a lot.
Nobody ever answers the door.

She can't hear you knock. She's deaf.

This is how I let her know I'm here.

I flick the switch.

It's okay, Irene.

This man's a police officer.

He was wondering if he could ask you
some questions about Theresa.

Oh.

She reads lips, so speak slowly
and clearly.

I'll put these away.

Ma'am, I'm Detective Sipowicz.

I'm hoping you can help us
with our investigation.

I'll certainly try.

Were you home the morning of the murder?

Yeah, but I didn't know
anything was wrong

until I looked out the window
and I saw all the police cars.

Did you see the victim's husband
that morning?

I saw him leave for work.

What time would that have been?

Well, I'm not sure exactly.

But it must've been early because
I was feeding my pigeons

on the window sill,

and they get very impatient
if I don't feed them before 9:00,

especially Tommy.

Was there anything unusual
about Mr. Carlin's behavior?

Did he seem agitated?

No. Uh, listen, do you mind if I sit down?
My knee. I got a bum knee.

Please, please, sit.

So...

he walked out the door
and headed for the subway, is that right?

Yeah. After he threw out the garbage.

- What garbage?
- He was carrying a garbage bag.

- Doesn't this building have a trash chute?
- Sometimes it backs up.

Did you happen to see
where Mr. Carlin took that bag of garbage?

Yeah. To the building next door,
across the alley.

- Thank you. You've been very helpful.
- Yeah.

I went to worker's apartment
owned by Mr. Fong.

Mr. Fong owns a restaurant.

All his illegal workers live there.

I live there, too.

Until Mr. Fong fired me for no reason.

I knew someone who lived there
who has a gun.

I wanted to sell it for a lot of money.

I went out the door.

Saw the policeman.

I got scared.

I never touched a gun before.

Never thought... Now I kill a man.

I owe 30 thousand US dollars
being smuggled in the US.

The trip took two months.

Locked in the hold of a cargo ship.

Squeezed in with 300 men.

No toilet.

No water to wash hand or bathe.

Everyone was sick.

Who do you owe the 30 thousand to?

Excuse me. What case are we working
on here, Detective?

Ask him how he lost the jacket.

Someone tried to stop me.

Grabbed me by my jacket.

I didn't want to shoot him, too.

I slipped out of my jacket

and ran towards Canal Street.

I came to America to earn money
to send money home.

After I arrive, I could not find work.

No money to send home.

I lived any way I can, in filth...

always dirty.

In China, it's never like this.
Worse than animal.

I'm sorry.

I'm very sorry.

I never wanted to hurt anyone.

Okay.

- I buy it.
- Yeah.

Uh, I'll bring the guy down and book him,

then come back and finish up
the paperwork.

- Good job, Harold.
- Okay, Lieu.

The jacket sold you, huh, Johnny?
How the guy grabbed the jacket?

That's right. You brought this one home,
Harold.

Hey, Johnny.

Dead cop... if this was the guineas
looking to keep the pressure off,

then give up the guy who really did it,
would you have a problem with that?

Not if he were guilty.

Maybe you would have seen it
a little easier.

I needed the help.

Anyway, maybe this will keep Haverill
off your back, huh.

Maybe.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

Where's the other detective?

She said there was some more mug shots
for me to look at.

I don't think that'd be the best use
of your time right now.

Sit down. Sit down.

I want to bring you up to date
on a couple things.

Your, uh, African perpetrator theory...
That didn't pan out.

I ID'd the two guys I seen
hanging around in front of the building.

One's in the joint,

and the other was at his job
all day yesterday.

- His parole officer verified it.
- I know what I saw.

We're kind of questioning
that whole break-in theory now.

The place was torn up. It was ransacked.

I'll tell you, that window was broken out.

There was busted glass
all on the sidewalk.

That meant that somebody had to break it
from the inside.

Plus...

what do you make of this?

They're size 12.
You look like you're about a 12.

Does that look like
dried blood to you, huh?

Looks like dried blood to me.

There's some bloody overalls in here too.

You made a real mess of things,
didn't you?

So there's blood on them.
I work in a meatpacking plant.

There's blood all over the place
in a meatpacking plant.

The DNA tests are gonna prove that
that's your wife's blood.

If that's my wife's blood,
then whoever did this took my clothes

and put them in her blood afterward.

Yeah, and then they threw them
in the next building's trash chute,

where your neighbor saw you drop a bag.

I dropped a bag of garbage.
Sometimes our chute gets backed up.

You killed her,
you scumbag son of a bitch.

You beat her to death!

And now I got to give you one last chance
to confess and make it easier on yourself!

And I'm hoping you're too stupid
to do that!

'Cause the harder it is for you,
the happier I'm gonna be!

So are you gonna tell me the truth now,
or are you gonna make me happy?

Ticktock, Victor. What's it gonna be?

- I'm missing happy hour.
- You prick. You prick!

- Let go of me!
- You prick!

You killed her! You shut your mouth

- or I'll shut it for you.
- Get off of me!

Shut up!

- You were watching?
- Is that Okay?

Nursemaid this guy.

I got to clear my head.

I'll tell you, Mr. Carlin,
I wouldn't want to be you right now.

Hey, that wacko just hit me.

He touches me again, and he goes to jail.

I don't think that's gonna happen.

I've worked with that detective
for a lot of years.

These situations always go down
the same way.

You'll wind up in the emergency room
pissing blood,

and I'm looking at 12 hours of paperwork
explaining how you resisted arrest.

You can't let him do that.

I can't control him.

My advice to you is give the guy
what he wants,

or it's going to be a long night
for the both of us.

- We got ourselves a cop.
- Yeah.

Can you make the case
off the bloody clothes?

I can't put the guy in the clothes. I...

I didn't recover the bag for 36 hours.

He doesn't like you.
You know that.

Whatever he is, he's gonna be coming back
through that door any minute.

He can't do that to me.

Excuse us, Detective Lesniak.

All right.

Beep beep, Carlin.

Beep beep? I know about you, Sipowicz.
You're a psycho.

All right, we're going to start
all over again,

only this time I brought my lie detector
with me.

Every time my lie detector goes beep beep,
you're going to get smacked.

I... I want to be interviewed
by somebody else.

This is your first question.
On the morning your wife was killed,

- what time did you leave the house?
- Leave me alone.

What time did you leave the house?

- Eight o'clock.
- Very good.

- What did you do when you went outside?
- I went to work.

- Beep beep!
- I went to work!

- Beep beep!
- No... I... I... took the garbage out,

and I, uh, took it
to the building next door,

- and then I went to work.
- Very good.

And what was in the garbage you put out?

Uh... just garbage.

Beep beep.

- Just garbage.
- Beep beep!

Oh, no. Oh, all right.

It was clothes.

And then you threw them
in the trash next door?

That's right.

I did not intend for her to die.

What you don't know is that
I... I was provoked on a... a daily basis,

and... and the outcome
of what happened was...

was... was the result of that.

You start writing.

Beep beep.

Medavoy, come see me.

I'll be right there, sir.

Let's say two people in the station house
were having a romantic relationship...

and let's say I were to find out about it.

I'd have to get at least one of them
transferred out. Are you aware of that?

Uh, yes, I am, sir.

So, if anyone was to engage
in that kind of a relationship,

and if they didn't want to
get transferred,

I think they'd be very careful about

how they acted around each other,
wouldn't you?

Uh, yes, I would.

I'm sorry.

Well, as far as I know, you haven't done
anything to be sorry for.

And I want you to keep it that way.

Uh, right.

Thank you, sir.

Good night.

Good night.

Hey, Johnny,
you want to type this?

Your job, Harold.

Carlin tape his statement?

For a drunk, he's got a good memory.

Now there's a guy who wants my ass so bad,
he can taste it.

Well, he can taste my ass, too,
while he's at it.

- Good night.
- Good night.

You know what?
You want to get some dinner?

Uh, I was kind of hoping Sylvia
might stop by later.

That's okay. How did Lesniak do?

- She did good.
- Night.

Good night.

- Here's my fives. Night.
- Okay.

Good night.
Uh, nice job with that interview.

Nice talking to you.

So does Kelly's paperwork look okay?

Yeah.

Let's announce we got our cop shooter.

Hasta la vista, Andy.

- Yeah, take it easy, Harold.
- Yeah.

See you, Lieu.

Hey, good job, Harold!

John Kelly did some good job.

He's some damn good cop. Night.

Why don't you people
just put on cheerleading outfits?

Tough to fire someone
who just brought down a cop killer.

- Night, Andy.
- Yeah. Good night.

Carlin confessed.

Yeah.

Ah, that poor woman.

Yeah.

So, uh,

did you figure out that new place
for us to eat?

Why don't we just go to my place,
and I'll cook you something?

Nah. I don't want to put you out.

But you want to marry me.

Yeah.

Do you see anything strange about that?

No.

I mean, eventually, we'd start eating
at home.

What's your point?

Andy, when you proposed,

I got the feeling that you thought
if we were married,

that it would fix something.

I don't want to get married
feeling like something needs to be fixed.

- In other words, you're saying no.
- I'm not saying no...

but I do think we need to get comfortable

- with each other.
- Comfortable?

I intend to get married...

and I don't want anyone else in my life
right now but you.

I want us to get there.
But we're not there yet.

Yeah. Okay.

Look...

I'm hungry.

So just come over for dinner, Okay?

You already got food there?

No, I'll have to shop,
but I go shopping all the time.

I meant to say maybe we could go
shopping together.

Sure.