All language subtitles for NYPD Blue (1993) - S04E05 - Whered the Van Gogh (1080p HULU WEB-DL x265 LION)

♪♪

So, I did my famous
Italian detective
phone impersonation...

- last night
with that dog breeder.
- You said you were Savino?

Told him we were
very grateful
for his cooperation,

wouldn't need to
speak with him again.

This Henry finally admits
to me that he owes shys.

Thinks they were
involved killing the girl?

Just three payments late.

There's a beating in it for him
before they whack a stranger.

-Yeah.
-What do we got?
Robbery-assault.

Prince Laszlo Forsmann
and Carolyn Whitehall.

They got beat up
and hog-tied.
She might be checking out.

- But he can talk?
- Yeah. He's gonna be
treated and released.

You didn't pass gas in
front of the prince, I hope.

No, I controlled myself.

- Prince Forsmann?
- Yes.

- Have you made an arrest?
- No, sir. Not yet.

I'm Detective Simone.
This is Detective Sipowicz.

She's in a coma.
She might die. And they
expect me just to sit here.

Well, we'll try not
to keep you away
from her too long, sir.

- Can you help us with,
uh, how the robbery happened?
- Of course.

I was watching television,
and somehow the doors
were unlocked...

because they just walked in.

- How many of them were there?
- Two.

One was bigger and taller.
He pulled my wife
from the bedroom.

He beat her
because she was
fighting him.

They beat me when
I tried to help.

After that I was unconscious.
I did everything I could.

Did it seem like they were
looking for something particular
or just ransacking the place?

I saw the paintings
were missing.

Very expensive paintings,
all precious to my wife.

When you say expensive,
any idea how much
they were worth?

Oh, maybe seven figures.
I don't know for sure.

We're gonna need you
to write down your insurance
carrier so we can make a list.

Well, give me something.

Any, uh, workmen
in the apartment lately?

Only the maid.

She hasn't been in for
two days. She's been out sick.

- You think
she might be involved?
- No.

She's been with my wife
for 11 years.

I need to go to my wife now.
She's suffered enough.

All right. We're gonna be
handling the case
from here on in.

Anything further
comes to mind, we'd really
appreciate you calling us.

I don't want them
tormenting her here.

- What kingdom are you from?
- I'm a prince of Holstein.

My wife is American.
Let me collect myself.
Then I need to be with her.

Sure.

Case worker to
staff metting, second floor.

Case worker second
floor staff meeting.

- Stay here. See how
this guy acts with his wife.
- Sure.

You think he was in on it?

Any prince
vicinity of a crime,
I gotta look hard at.

♪♪

♪♪

- Excuse me a minute. James.
- Yeah.

- Got a minute?
- Sure.

- See you up there.
- All right.

- I'm trying to keep
the sarge out of this.
- What's goin' on?

We're called to a disturbance
at a beauty parlor, two women
tearing each other's hair out.

What I get through
the screaming, they're both
married to Jesse Ortiz.

- Our Jesse Ortiz?
- They both got rings,
the whole shot.

The Mrs. Ortiz in
the 124 room is Rosario.
I think she's got seniority.

She's working at the salon.
She hears this other woman
talking about her new husband.

A detective. How she
don't like him doing
night tours.

- And they're both
referring to Jesse?
- Yeah.

I've got her in the radio room.
The more recent Mrs. Ortiz.

- What do you got on paper?
- Nothing. That's why
I'm ducking the sarge.

They both wanna file
for assault. I figured
the situation needs a delegate.

-Has Ortiz been contacted?
-Yeah. I left a message.
He better get in.

Ah. All right. I appreciate
you keep them on ice
till I talk to him.

Ah. All right. I appreciate
you keep them on ice
till I talk to him.

- All right. Great to be
a delegate, huh?
- Yeah.

Make a memo book entry so if
it goes to work, you're covered.

All right, thanks.

Doorman at Forsmann's building
says two moving guys...

show up this morning,
say they're on a pickup
from the museum.

Twenty minutes later,
they walk five paintings
out the front door.

- Doorman said he called up
to announce 'em?
- He says he did.

- Got the plate off their van.
- Insurance company faxed us
photocopies of the painting.

Art expert from
Major Case got us a fence list,
and the state department...

wants to be kept on top
of the prince's condition.

Guy's looking to
toe-tag his wife.

Yeah. He wants
a "Do Not Resuscitate"
on her chart...

so she don't have
to be tormented no more.

Is that so she can't
give evidence?

Anyone in the building
give anything on the prince?

No one's too forthcoming.
Very big on privacy.

Okay. Work on the van plate,
and check on those fences.

Was Holstein in the Olympics?

- I don't know.
- Yeah,

I don't watch the gym events.

- Hey, Martinez,
what's going on?
- Let's talk in here, Jesse.

I get this message
from Shannon. Nobody's hurt,
but I should come in.

Let's talk inside.

Shannon's got two women
downstairs, both of them say
they're married to you, Jesse.

- They got into it this morning
at a beauty salon.
- Whoa.

- Whoa, huh?
- Anna and Rosario?

You got more candidates?

What the hell's Anna doing
down there? She gets
her hair done by her work.

I wanted to get your story
before I talk to 'em.

I'm in the dark.
Uh...

Look, I got a girl
on the side, Anna.

She doesn't say she's
your goom, Jesse. She says
she's married to you.

Oh, Martinez, come on.
I tell her what
she wants to hear.

You know what that's about.
These women wanna file
assault charges on each other.

Complaints go to paperwork.
The 61's are gonna
have your name on it.

- And that goes
straight to I.A.B.
- Oh, man, this is crazy!

If you tell me
the truth, maybe I can
straighten things out.

-All right.
I'm married to Rosario.
-Mm-hmm.

I told Anna that
there's a possibility
of a divorce.

And if that went down,
then we'd be getting married.

- And that's the truth?
- That's what
I told her. Yeah.

- Yes.
- So, uh...

Anna's wearing a wedding ring.
That's like what,
wishful thinking?

I gave her that like
an advance present.

Like a down payment
on the marriage.

All right, Jesse.
Let me, uh... Let me go talk
to the women in your life.

Fine. You get the word
'cause I don't know
what the hell's going on here.

- You married?
- No.

It's a beautiful thing,
but it's a minefield.

Don't go downstairs
for no sodas, all right?

Got ya.

Hi. Yeah. I was wondering...

- What's going on, James?
- I had a little
union business, Lieu.

- Yeah. Okay.
- Call Detective Simone,
15th Squad.

Thanks.

The van's registered to
a Donald Carter in Nassau.

I left word for him
to contact Bobby.

- They're talking to fences.
- What's up?

You got next to
a Jimmy Liery when you
were with Vice?

You know Terry Norton,
got whacked?

- Yeah, West Side guy.
- We wanted to flip Liery
to get to Norton.

When Norton got whacked,
they pulled me out.

Organized Crime Bureau
wants you back on him.
You want to do that?

- Why do they want him?
- He's involved with some
cargo theft at Kennedy.

They didn't give me
a lot of details.

I don't know if
I still fit the skirt.

Well, if you don't want to
do it, Diane, I'll say you're
in the middle of something here.

- I can still work out
of the office, right?
- Mm-hmm.

- I'm not detailed over?
- No.

Yeah, that's okay.

- You think I'd let 'em
take you away from here?
- Thanks, boss.

♪♪

You know, statistics show
85% of these art guys are homos.

- Yeah, huh?
- Yeah. 85% minimum.

- Excuse me.
- Can I help you?

I'm Detective Simone,
and this is Detective Sipowicz.

Here in what connection?

We're making all the galleries
aware here that these
paintings were just stolen.

- Thank you, Steven.
- Could I get you
gentlemen some coffee?

They don't need
any coffee, Steven.

- What's in the truck?
- Excuse me?

Les truck.
What's in it?

They're photographs from
a recent installation.

I'm, uh, Victor Charles.
I own this gallery.
Are you with the police?

Yeah. Those paintings
were stolen.

- Well, we don't deal
in stolen property.
- As of when?

Well, we show that you were
arrested for criminal receiving
five years ago, Mr. Charles.

- That was a completely
inadvertent incident.
- Bryce...

That's very commendable.
Do you also show that
I wasn't convicted?

Anytime there's a criminal
ripple in the art community,
you face harassment.

The people these
paintings belong to here,
they were both assaulted, okay?

And one of them,
she looks like
she's gonna die.

- Are you talking about
Carolyn Whitehall?
- How'd you come to that?

I'm familiar with
the contents of serious
collections, Detective.

- She's going to die?
- The people that stole these
paintings beat her up bad.

And, uh, was the prince
hurt as well?

- He was roughed up some.
- Look, the point is here,
Mr. Charles, we know

that if anyone approaches
you about these paintings,
you're gonna be in touch.

Being as how
that beef five years ago
was so inadvertent.

Of course.

Thanks for your time.
I could have used
that cup of coffee.

Told you, Bobby.
Three out of three.
Statistics don't lie.

♪♪

♪♪

Excuse me.

- Good luck.
- How you doing, Mrs. Ortiz?

I want to talk to my husband.

I was hoping we'd talk first
about the beauty parlor.

Oh what happened is he cheated
on me again. That's what
happened. And while I'm working,

he's giving her money
so she can get her hair done.

- You and Jesse
been married how long?
- Eight years.

- And that's consecutive, right?
- What do you mean?

- You were never divorced?
- Someone said we're divorced?

- I'm just trying to
get things straight.
- Hey, listen.

We are married. All right?
I don't know what
he's got with her.

But it's nothing legal.
I can tell you that.

So, that's regarding
you matrimonial situation.

On the, uh, salon incident, uh...

You're gonna do what you think
is right. I just want you aware
that if a complaint is pursued,

it could be
highly damaging to
Jesse's career.

I don't want to file a report.

Me and Jesse can
take care of this at home.
But he's gonna pay.

- Of course, that's
between you and him.
- Believe me, he's paying.

But in terms of police
involvement with this incident,

you, uh, be willing not
to pursue that?

How's he gonna
pay suspended? Hmm?

Okay. Just give me
a couple minutes.

♪♪

I'm Detective Martinez.
I'm assigned to
resolve your dispute.

You wanna resolve it?
Look at these photos,

'cause these will prove
who's being truthful.

- What are these gonna be?
- Wedding photos
of me and Jesse.

- Really?
- Look.

That's Father Vega
doing the ceremony.

Jesse and me cutting the cake.

- That's some big cake.
- Four tiers.

Best wedding I ever been to.

So, Anna,
when'd you get married?

Six months ago.
Two weeks after
the divorce came official.

When you say
it came official, is that
what Jesse told you?

I got the papers
in my panty drawer.

- Is that right?
- Now, I'm returning
my girlfriend's wallet,

right, who's the manicurist
over there?

Here's the other one
talking like her and Jesse
are still married,

which I walked on eggshells for
that woman three and half years
while she was his legal spouse.

Anna, if I sent you home
with Officer Shannon,

would you be able to get
those divorce papers
and the wedding license for me?

That ought to help
some people back to reality.

- Uh-huh.
- You know, Jerry Springer
did a whole theme show...

on what's up with her...
"Denial's Not a River in Egypt."

Detective Sipowicz
from the 15th Squad.

We just faxed you
some photocopies
of stolen paintings...

along with the squad
phone number.

Appreciate your
returning the call
from the gallery there...

when you return
from your long lunch.

Thanks very much.

Hi, my name's Donald Carter.
I was contacted
concerning my van?

- Who contacted you, sir?
- I'm Detective Simone,
Mr. Carter.

- You called about my van?
- Yeah, uh, why don't we go
and have a cup of coffee?

- Andy, this is Mr. Carter.
- How's it going?

Was it involved in something?

- Van's not
in your possession?
- No, it was stolen.

- By a guy named
Larry Duncan.
- Have a seat.

He's a hod carrier.
He worked for me,
like, five years ago.

Calls me last month,
and I hire him back,
jerk that I am.

He must've stolen it
from the site last night.

- So, this guy was away?
- Just got out of Rikers.

- You're sure he took it?
- I leave the van
at the site.

I seen him watch me
stash the key in the visor,
like the jerk I am.

He's been stealing stuff
the last week.

So why didn't you report
the van stolen this morning?

I was hoping he'd do what
he had to and bring it back,
and then I could fire his ass.

He do something real bad?

Your van was involved
in a robbery where
some people got hurt.

The title's in my name, but I
was home with my pregnant wife.
She'll confirm it.

Were the people hurt bad?

- Where can we find Duncan?
- Alls I got's a beeper number.

Uh, I went out
once last night...

to the grocery
for, like, 15 minutes.

My wife's pregnant.

All she does is eat
Tang Tang noodles.

I'm at a loss.

Hey, Jesse,
give me a break.
That's not your signature?

It looks close.

That's your signature, Jesse.
And that's where you
signed Rosario's name.

What, are you taking
their side, Martinez?

- Whose delegate are you?
- I'm your delegate, Jesse.

Trying to get you to
acknowledge the situation.

You've been telling
half-truths all day.

Either come clean now,
or I wash my hands of it.

You could lose your shield
and everything else.

I'm on the promotion list
for a second grade.

You did a forgery here.
Grade promotion
is out the window...

and your freedom in general,
unless you stand up.

-I'm married to Rosario.
I said that.
-Mm-hmm.

We are not divorced,
and Anna and I are not married.

Where did you get
the divorce papers?

I made 'em up.

There's no seal,
but Anna didn't know
the difference.

You got a judge's name
in here. Who's that?

That's the first judge
I ever won a case with.
Figured it'd bring me luck.

- What about the wedding?
- It was just a big party.

The priest was a friend
who's trying to be an actor.

- So you tricked Anna?
- If you want to put it
in those words.

Are you prepared to make some
sort of gesture towards her...

not to pursue
her legal remedies?

I got to be with Rosario.
She's my wife.

I was gonna divorce Anna
in a few months anyway.

Jesse, what are you
prepared to do for Anna
to smooth the waters?

She can keep the ring.

- I'll take her on a trip.
- You're not gonna
take her on a trip.

Well, what's
your concept, James?
What're you going for?

I'm thinking
some financial gesture
with a sincere apology.

I can do that.
I'm paying two
upkeeps as it is.

Okay. Okay, that's what
I'm going for...

in exchange for both
of them withdrawing
their complaints.

- Okay?
- Beautiful.

Yeah.

Again, Detective Sipowicz.
If you would please call
when you receive this message.

All right.
Got it. Thanks.

These gallery humps,
they open at 11:00,
they eat five-hour lunches.

- How they do any business?
- Larry Duncan's got
two collars for grand larceny.

Detectives, there's
a Mike Roberts on the phone.

Does he sound like
he's selling raffle tickets?

He says it's regarding
the Forsmann case.

- What line?
- Two.

Roberts. Yeah.
What do you got?

- Hi.
- How's it going?

- That van owner do you any good?
- Yeah. He gave us
a guy to look at.

Good.

O.C.C.B. wants me back
on a guy I got next to.

- Yeah, huh?
- Yeah. When I worked Vice.

He was, uh, hooked up
with Terry Norton.

Now they're looking at him
for cargo hijacks.

- Norton's the guy who got shot
over in Sunnyside, right?
- Mm-hmm.

- My guy's Jimmy Liery.
- You're gonna do it?

- Yeah. They were
just filling me in.
All right, bye.

Very mysterious, Roberts.

Very big deal.
Something very tasty for us.

- Yeah, huh?
- Yeah. Probably
yesterday's lunch.

- See ya.
- Yeah.

♪♪

- My previous colleagues.
- How's it going, Roberts?

Real good, Andy.

- How's it going, Simone?
- Good, Mike.

Hey, come on.
Let's have a big lunch, huh?

- Just coffee for me.
- Yes.

I don't know if you got
my note, Andy, how sorry
I was about your boy.

No. We'd have
wrote you back.

Oh, God, you didn't get it?

Yeah, I sent you
a letter of condolence.

Anyway, how's the baby, huh?

- Fine.
- Mikey, we're kinda
pressed for time here.

Sorry, Simone. I'm trying
to catch up with this guy.

Andy and I got
a little history, you know?

You said you had something
on these royal people?

Yeah, three weeks ago,
she called me up.

I did some work
for one of her friends.

Gave me the strongest
possible recommendation.

The princess, she called you up?

Thinks her husband's
squiring extracurricular nooky,

wants me to check him out.

Look at that.
A rainbow coalition.

The prince is a busy boy, huh?

I think the one's worth
a conversation is the blonde
with the eight-foot legs.

She's a hostess down
at the Tribeca Grill.
Two collars for shoplifting.

Here you go.

See the guy there?

That's her
mope brother, Larry Duncan.

We'll look him up.
The princess saw
these pictures?

Oh, yeah.
The photos and the record.
She did handstands.

So, I guess we got to
like this prince, huh?

- Got a pedigree
on this girl?
- Yeah.

In the envelope,
address and everything.

- All right, thanks, Roberts.
- Hey, we scratch each
other's backs, right?

Hey, you know,
I'm really sick you didn't
get that letter of condolence.

- Hey, did you know his kid?
- Yeah.

- Wasn't he a hell of
a sweet kid?
- Yeah, absolutely.

You know,
Connie's making noises about
getting back together again.

She's discovered
some good new qualities
about my character.

Take care of yourself, Roberts.

Thanks for your help.

Yeah. Don't mention it.

Thank Fancy for
all the phone calls...

to see how I was doing too, huh?

You think the post office
screwed up on that
condolence note...

- or this guy's full of crap?
- Oh, my money's on Mike.

♪♪

- How's it going?
- This is a bad guy.

- What's he doing?
- Big show every 10 minutes,
they go check on her...

"What're you doing?"
This and that,
pulling his hair.

Then he goes to pull the
respirator twice since they said
she's more responsive.

- All right, thanks.
- All right.

Prince, how are you doing, sir?

I can't stand seeing her suffer.
This is her worst nightmare.
She told me so, many times.

Come on over here.
You're not so tormented
looking at her.

-Going to end
a vegetable, this way?
-Is she, uh, any more
responsive?

They have no idea.
This is technology run amok.

Prince, anyone you
could be with now?
Some support for you?

I have no family
in this country.
Carolyn was my family.

- No children, huh?
- No.

God forbid your wife passes,
is there someone on the horizon?

- What do you mean?
- Well, maybe someone to take
her place in your heart?

- You insult both of us.
- Sometimes we do
seem insensitive.

You are the sole heir
to your wife's estate?

The men who did this are
on the street, and you're
asking stupid questions?

- Do you know
an Amelia Duncan, Prince?
- No.

Prince, Amelia Duncan...
your number one bang
on the side.

You think I tried
to murder my wife?

Robbed my home,
beat my wife and myself?

Well, maybe Amelia can
straighten out our thinking.

- Oh, fine. Let's call her.
- Thanks. She's already
at our station house.

Believe me,
she will make no connection.
She has nothing to do with this.

- Then shame on us.
- Exactly! Exactly!

You're exactly what
people say you are.

Keep this asshole away from her.

Yeah.

♪♪

This judge,
who supposedly signed,

he don't issue divorce decrees.

And for this document to be
official, there'd have to be
a seal over here.

So the divorce wasn't real?

- Jesse's a bigamist.
- Hmm.

I think technically he isn't,
in the legal sense.

He is married to two women.

Past the divorce decree
not being real,

the marriage subsequently
wasn't 100% genuine either.

We were married
before witnesses though.

The clergyman was an actor
more than a genuine priest.

An actor?

I know this is upsetting to you,
and so does Jesse.

What? Being taken for a fool,
my whole life turned
into a joke?

I think it's
more a case where
Jesse got carried away...

with his feelings for you
and wouldn't face reality.

You know,
"Denial's Not a River
in Egypt," right?

He's gonna face
some reality now.

I'm not taking
a position on this, Anna.

But, uh, Jesse wants you
to know that,

if you saw your way clear
of not involving the department,

he absolutely intends
looking out for you.

Jesse thinks he keeps
taking sex off of me,
he's dreaming.

I'm talking about financially.
Jesse's got no more ideas
in that other area.

No, huh?

Mm-mmm.

I mean, my point is, Anna,

assuming he's
financially supportive,

would you, uh,
keep the job out of this?

Uh, altered documents
and so forth.

I want a three-way conversation
before I leave this building.

I want an apology
in front of his wife,

that she understands
I was misled.

You don't figure it'd
be better more or less
to let the waters calm down?

She hears him apologize to me,

or either I blow the whistle
on him to his bosses
and everyone else.

Well, the assault
complaint, that...
that you've agreed to drop?

I'm her in that shop
thinking I'm still married,

I'd have swung at me myself.

Okay, uh...

Just let me set up the apology.

Just a moment.
Amelia Duncan
is in the coffee room,

- and this is
Detective Savino.
- All right. Thanks, Geri.

Hey, Savino, what's doing?

Do you have
just a minute for me?

What's up?

Do you see what's
under my blouse?

What, are you crazy?

Oh, I'm not talking
about my breasts.

Button your blouse.
My undergarment is rubber.

It's holding all my fluids in.

All right.

- Andy, you want to
talk to this girlfriend?
- Yeah.

Bobby...

That woman is a menace.
Geri?

Just made a pass at me.
Said she's wearing
a diving suit under her clothes.

- How is that a pass?
- I'm telling you
what her intentions were.

Thanks, Josh.
How's it going, Amelia?

Great.

We'll try not to
hold you here too long, okay?

Yeah. That's why I've been
sitting here an hour
and 10 minutes.

- You got a record, Amelia?
- I lifted some C.D.'s.

I wasn't working.

Well, you weren't working
in '88 and again in '93.

Some special group
you wanted to listen to?

You know
a Prince Laszlo Forsmann?

- What's that?
- Answer his question.

- No.
- He's the gentleman squeezing
your ass here, Amelia.

The prince's apartment
was robbed this morning.

I didn't have
anything to do with it.

You got a brother
Larry, Amelia?
Took two collars for G.L.A.?

So I dated Laszlo,
and my brother's
got a record.

Big deal. I...
I don't even know
where Larry is.

He's right next to you
and the prince there, Amelia.

That's Larry supervising
Laszlo's grab-ass.

What is any of this
have to do with a robbery?
Larry didn't do anything.

Cut the crap, Amelia.

Larry drove the van for
the robbery, and he loaded
on the paintings...

belonged to the prince's wife...
That's minimum.

Girl like yourself, Amelia...
you know, frequent access
to the prince's pants.

Maybe you lifted
the apartment key.

- Well, I didn't.
- Well, you better tell us
what you did do, all right?

Because right now
you're looking real good
for acting in concert,

- and that lady might die.
- I just tried to
help some people.

- Starting with who?
- My brother was working for
this guy who was gonna fire him.

Larry's got a record,
and it's hard for him
to find a job.

You figured to tide
Larry over with a robbery?

I didn't figure anything.
Laszlo wanted
to rip himself off.

His wife doesn't pay him enough,
and getting found out with me
did not help his situation.

His wife's got him on allowance?

She doesn't even give him an
allowance.

- Can you imagine?
- He has to beg her all the time.

He decided he was sick of it.
So he decided to sell
some of her paintings.

- But first he had
to get 'em stolen?
- He worked that out with Larry.

- I don't know about that.
- And did he work out
getting her skull beat in?

Laszlo wouldn't
do something like that.

How 'bout Larry?

Larry's got a really
bad temper. Um...

It always screws him up.

How am I gonna
get myself
out of this?

Where are we going to
find Larry, Amelia?

Collins Self Storage.
It's, um...

It's on Avenue "D."

They've got packing stuff
there for the paintings.

- You know who they're
gonna sell 'em to?
- No.

I don't, okay? I swear.

I just was trying
to help my brother.

You didn't want the prince
to cut you in on the profits?

That was between him
and his conscience.

Mm-hmm.

The prince isn't
a collar off what
the girlfriend gave you.

- We get Larry to corroborate.
- Tell him his sister
gave him up,

he'll try to lie
his way out of it.

- Better say the prince did it.
- He's got to know
that scumbag's eligible.

Take Greg and Diane.

- What's James doing?
- Some kind of union business,
helping Jesse Ortiz.

That Ortiz always
looks like he never sleeps.

♪♪

Put that down.

- Put your hands up.
- Come here.

- For what?
- Just put 'em up.

- What's your name?
- Larry. Larry Duncan.

This is one of 'em.

What do you know about
that painting there, Larry?

- Nothin'.
- It's stolen.

- You got five
stolen paintings there.
- How am I supposed to know that?

-Don't know much, do you?
Like which princes rat.
-That scumbag gave me up?

- No, we showed up
off a good guess.
- That prince gave you up.

I hope he told you
this is 100% him,
everything that went down.

No, but maybe you'll help us
flesh out the prince's role.

Turn around.

♪♪

♪♪

Those art fruits
and the girlfriend's brother
both give this guy up.

So you're bringing him in?

Yeah. They're bringing
him from the hospital.

What else?

Nothin'.

Come here.

You and me are gonna
come to an understanding
'cause this can't go on no more.

I'm sorry I surprised you.
I wanted you to know our bond.

You're all confined inside.
I felt that coming off you
the minute we met.

Geri, my opinion,
you're 100% nut job,

but we don't have to
get into that.

I want you to know restraint
as freedom and pleasure
instead of hurt from the past.

And I'm telling you
we're through
talking about...

what you're wearing
or not wearing and what's
holding your fluids in.

- Can't we do this
somewhere else?
- No, we can't.

This is our last
personal conversation.

Andy.

- Right down
this way, Prince.
- Go ahead.

Rubber's great for weight loss.

Sit right there.

Don't touch me.

Please, don't touch the prince.

Hmm. Here in
America, Prince,

the expression
for your situation
is "totally screwed."

Oh, you are very proud
of "here in America"
and your little cultural jokes.

"Here in America"
is the toilet 2,000 years
is flushed down.

- What does he mean by that?
- We'll see my lawyer's
description of my situation.

I'm not some ignorant
monkey to be tricked.

Oh, yeah, a lawyer'll
beat this for you, Prince.
No problem.

You got your girlfriend giving
you up, her brother saying
that you put him up to it.

Not to mention
Siegfried and Roy painting
a target on your heinie.

Your art dealer pals
said that you represented
those paintings...

- were yours to sell.
- How it stands now, Prince,

jury looks at you, they see
a spoiled leech tried to murder
his wife for her money.

When she didn't croak in
the apartment, you take another
run at her in the hospital.

Oh, yes, they won't be for me
how they were for 0.J. Simpson.

You didn't bring them the same
kind of wonderful thrills
on the football field.

You don't know what football is.

See, I don't think
you were looking to hurt
your wife there, Prince.

But the fact is that
she is hurt, very badly,

and you're the only one
that can explain
how that happened.

Because of some moron
with no self-control...
the whore's brother.

My only crime
is a weakness for what
a woman has between her legs.

Yeah? Well,
that's a big club.

See, the angle
you would play is, uh,

a little more remorse?

-The moron, he hits me.
The bruise on my head is real.
-Yeah, but remorse, Prince.

A little more remorse
for what happened
to your wife.

Dumb American jury,
you may get away with it.

Yes.

Yes. I am very sorry.

Anna, I want to
apologize to you...

Misleading you on the wedding
ceremony and on my divorce
situation with Rosario.

So, she understands
my thoughts
you were single...

- and not being any home-wrecker.
- Oh, like she met him
the day they had the ceremony.

I believed he was divorced.

Which leaves her a tramp
for when she started
banging him.

So, but is that satisfactory,
as far as Jesse apologizing
in front of Rosario?

Yeah, 'cause she don't
wanna hear reason anyway.

We should take care of
the rest amongst ourselves.

- Am I right, James?
- That's what I recommend.

- I wanna retain
the divorce documents.
- How is she gonna retain them...

- if I got them
in my panty drawer?
- It's a forgery anyway, honey.

I want a record of
what you tried to do here.

Possession's nine points
of the law.

- You wanna hold it over me,
that's what you want.
- Let's calm down.

This is so she can
jam me up in the future.

- That's what you
wanna go home to.
- You just said a mouthful.

Come on. Let's not
let things unravel here.

I can only have you if I let
you walk all over me, Jesse,

- and I give up my self-respect?
- I don't think that's what
Jesse's saying here.

What I think
is you could show
some common courtesy...

when people try
to meet you halfway.

- That's what he
wants to go home to.
- Hey...

- Know what? Make those
divorce papers real.
- Careful what you're saying.

Oh, I know what I'm saying.
Make the papers real,
and you can kiss my ass.

But in terms of
the assault charges, uh, though,
we're still quits?

No charges, no trouble
with the department.
I want his paycheck for alimony.

You want him, you got him.

But he's gonna have you
doing hair instead of getting
it done, same as he did me.

Are you all right, Jesse?

Some delegate you are.

Hey, Jesse, you can
kiss my ass too.

♪♪

- Hey, Gina.
- Hi, James.

- How'd it go today?
- My boss said before lunch
I'm doing a pretty good job.

- Yeah, Sergeant Lorenzo?
- Uh-huh.

- I'll tell you, he don't
throw around compliments.
- How was your day?

I, uh, had
delegate business.
It was, uh, wild.

Guy married to
two different women.

- Wow.
- I always figured one marriage
would be complicated enough.

- A detective
in this precinct?
- I don't want to say any names.

I guess it's how lawyers work,
the sense I didn't approve
of this guy very much,

but I still felt
he deserved a delegate.

Yeah, but you're
a better guy than a lawyer.

Yeah, I... I hope so.

So, I was, uh, wondering...

You know,
I don't know how you're
gonna feel about this,

but I thought you might
enjoy going somewhere
after work.

Just the two of us.
We could have a beer
or whatever you like.

I don't drink, but I'd like
to go out with you.

Would you like to get
some dinner? Enjoy
Spanish food, Italian?

- That'd be great.
- All right.

- I'll be through
in about 20 minutes.
- Don't rush nothing.

Keep on the sarge's good side.

- I'll meet you downstairs?
- Yeah. I'll meet you on
the first floor. All right?

Let me get myself
some of this woman trouble.

- So, did you get over
to headquarters?
- Yeah.

They'll look to hook me
into the guy one of
the next couple nights.

I can work my chart though,
boss, at least till we see
where it goes.

So, what's the downside, Diane?

You know, there's, uh...
There's some behavior.

Not too much behavior.

Not unless the guy's
ready for a hell of
a slap on his wrist.

How's the prince?

Wants me to ask the girlfriend
to give up the watch he gave so
he don't have to use legal aid.

- She's got to go for
that proposition?
- He's got two weak cases.

You call the tune
on the behavior.

Right.

- Good night.
- Good night, Lieu.

- Call the tune on what?
- Liery.

- Oh, yeah, what's his act?
- I'm a big girl, Bobby.

Well, what's his behavior?

We're a couple micks.
We drank.

Great.

I'll find other ways
to keep him amused.

- Good night.
- Yep, good night.

Good night, Bobby.

Yeah, Greg. Good night.

- Hey, James.
- Hey, Greg.

I hear Jesse Ortiz had you
running around all day, huh?

Yeah. My grandmother
used to tell me...

God couldn't think up
the trouble for us
we get into ourselves.

- Yeah.
- That's what this
put me in mind of.

So, did you get his
problem straightened out?

I think I kept him
from getting jammed up
departmentally.

Einstein couldn't
straighten his problems out.

You know, I...
I think I've lost
significantly more weight.

Yeah? Why don't you
step on the scale?

It's right in there, James,
but I'm not getting on.

No interim weight-checking
was my approach coming in,
and I'm keeping to that.

And-And what's interesting,
that the discipline
I've gotten off dieting,

- now makes me capable of
keeping that word.
- Oh, yeah?

Things might be looking
somewhat up for me too.

Yeah? Good.
In what sense?

I'm taking Gina out for dinner.

Yeah? That's great, James.

- I'm looking forward to it.
- Yeah.

So, what-what type of a meal
do you anticipate having?

Oh, we're thinking
along the lines of
Spanish or Italian.

And you know what, James?
Either of those nationalities,

it's absolutely feasible
to dine sensibly.

Yeah. Well, anyways,
I'll let you know
how it turns out.

Providing I can still see you.

James, I turn sideways,
people question where I went.

- Night, Greg.
- Attaboy.

What did the girlfriend
say on the watch?

She said the prince
could go screw himself.

Did you tell her
that was an "A" answer?

Where'd you go with Savino
and those loan sharks?

You know, Savino,
he don't think they're right.
Says they stood a good tune-up.

What's the matter?

They got this one
going out on an undercover.

- Why?
- Some guy
she worked before.

I guess he's doing some
big stuff over at Kennedy.

You might want to
have a talk with her,
connection with your program.

- Behind what?
- Well, let her tell you.

The guy liked to drink.

Hey, I don't know
how to talk to her.

- I don't know how
to talk about her.
- You're in love with her,

and she is back.

You're trying to work it out.

Not clearing many cases lately.

Did we not just
get over on the prince?

There you go.

That man probably had
private tutors his whole life.

♪♪

♪♪

Hiya, Mouse.

Hi, Jimmy.

One for her, same way.

Hang on.
Let's sit down.

- We'll negotiate.
- Sure.

How about my
Christian forgiveness?

Drop me, drop back in,
I don't yell, raise my hand.

I didn't drop you, Jimmy.

I didn't receive any long,
teary letters from you.

- Did you want to
move to Omaha?
- Could've happened.

I'd have liked
the chance to choose,
you know, but...

I harbor no ill will,
which is another
connection between...

me and the lady in Calcutta.

- And now I'm back.
- There's talk that I'm
her bastard child, you know.

And now... I'm back.

You gotta drink with me, Mouse.

I'll dance with you.

That's one way to get a hug.

♪ Baby ♪

♪ Now that we're here ♪

- So, what you
been up to?
- Oh, this and that.

Oh, yeah?

♪ It's easy to see ♪

♪ And perfectly clear ♪

♪ I know what I have to do ♪

♪ I will spend my life ♪

♪ Loving you ♪♪

♪♪