All language subtitles for Cagney and Lacey S01E01 Bang Bang Youre Dead aka You Call This Plain Clothes 1080p AMZN WEB-DL DD+2 0 H 264-QOQ (1)_track3_[eng]

Any action?

Only my feet.
They're killing me.

You mean you're not
loving the lights,

the glamour, the sweet
song of the street?

What do you say, fellows?
Let's go home, huh?

Call it a night?

CAGNEY: There they go.
Goodnight, guys.

Where's the car?

-In the next block.

Where we parked it?

CAGNEY: Oh, I forgot.
My mind is going.

-John detail is the longest.
-I could handle it if it
called for day work.

But I haven't had
dinner with my
family in two weeks.

I kind of miss the
smell of lima beans in
Harvey's hair.

CAGNEY: Lima beans
is one thing,
Mary Beth, but this...

MAN: Hey!
CAGNEY: Oh, my gosh!

MAN: Hey, girls, wait.
Hold on a second.

Listen.

How'd you girls like to make
some fast bucks real easy?

Forget it, buster.
This girl's ready for a bath
and a single bed.

Come back tomorrow.

Oh, not that. Listen, listen.

I think I'm being tailed.

-Narcs.

-MAN: Yeah.

Well, look. I'm supposed
to make this drop tonight
at midnight.

-And if I don't show up,
I'm gonna be out of business.

-Permanently.
-Oh.

What you got to do is drop
this in the trash can
in front of...

-Hey! Hey, come on!
-Police!

-You're under arrest.

-Hey, watch it!
-All right, hold still!

MAN: Hey, come on.
Give me a break.

-You have the right
to remain...
-LACEY: Hold still!

MAN: Watch it.

-Anything you say...
MAN: Come on.

-Can and will be used in a
court of law...

-Come on. Come on, let's go.
-Stop it.

Come along, now.

And they're getting a special
commendation from the narcs.

Terrific, last year blacks,
this year broads.

Will you tell me why guys with
families are getting laid off

and broads
are getting promoted?

Maybe they had seniority.

Oh, please.

Thelma, I don't know.

When I'm through!

-Hey, hey, hey.
Congratulations.
-Thelma, I'll call you.

-Thank you.
-I don't know!

-Nice collar.
-In the springtime!

-Fell right out of the sky.
I don't believe it.
-All right!

We had enough chit-chat
and back

Could we please get back
to the daily hum

Speaking about daily hum-drum,

Lieutenant, don't you think
that we rate getting out
of these costumes, huh?

Why? You figure Isbecki looks
better than you in a dress?

How would it grab you if we
solved the Jimmy Hoffa case?

What she means is what do we
have to do to prove ourselves?

Come on, you said it
yourselves, you got lucky
with that narc bust.

We're still on john detail?

Until something else comes up
that you're better suited for.

End of discussion!

Now we've got some
emergencies here.
Take the rest of the day off.

I suppose it could be worse.

You know if it was up to him,
female cops would still be
returning lost kids

and searching women prisoners.

We should be so lucky.

Lace, let's check out
that guy we busted.

You know, Vinnie Manconi.

Maybe he knows something,
you know.

Maybe if we play him right,
he can lead us right
to the top guy.

The top guy!

The top guy in drugs is mafia.

You want to be in these
clothes forever?

No. But I want
to live forever.

Oh, be a little creative.

Remember when
you went to do the
paperwork on Manconi?

And I took him to lockup?

He starts telling me
about his kids.
He's showing me pictures.

I say to him,

"That one kid is gonna be
24 before you even
see parole, sucker!"

The guy starts to cry.

He's crying right there
in lockup.

We can get to him.

He's crazy about those kids.
Crazy.

Chris, I'm going home.
To my kids.

Aren't you gonna change?

Oh, I thought I'd give Harvey
a little something to go
with the tuna bake tonight.

Hiya, stranger.

Don't ask me
what kind of day I had.
'Cause I'm gonna tell you.

There's only one way to
get over a bad day, Harvey...

With a good night.

Michael got sent home
from the Y for fighting.

The school called to tell me
Harvey, Jr. cut class again
and he needs glasses.

What does he need glasses for
if he's never in school?

Stop, Harvey.

Harvey, look at me.

I know I'm a cop.

But, Harvey,
I am also a woman.

And I'm crazy
about you, Harvey.

Then why're you standing
out in the hallway?

LACEY: Christine, Christine.

It's transition time.
We're all working it out.

CAGNEY: I'm a cop. I made
detective. Now I want
to make Chief of Detectives.

-Go be chief. Just get off
the war path. Will you?

-CAGNEY: They tick me off.
-They're just testing us.

-LACEY: Samuels is gonna
reassign us.
-Yeah.

Yeah, from 48th and
6th to 54th and 7th.

Next time, we'll be
undercover topless.

He's driving me crazy!

Sense of humor,
first thing to go.

You know what Samuels said to
me yesterday when I told him
I was headed downtown?

What?

He said stop at Orchard Street
and buy his wife a birthday
present for him.

All right.

Okay.

So, he's a pig. But you
get involved in the mafia,

and we wind up spare ribs.

Leave that to the narcs.
They're trained for that.

Look, it's all set up.
We can go see
Vinnie Manconi tonight.

-Right after we...
-Wrong!

I'm going home tonight.
You go see Vinnie Mane...

-Manconi. Manconi.
-Whatever his name is.

I'm not getting into that.

He's so ripe!

You don't want to spend
another week in those sequined
platform shoes, do you?

Come on.

What do you say?

How much does Samuels
want to spend on
his wife's present?

Very funny.

I got here within 45 seconds
to a minute of the scream.

Oh, Lieutenant,
it's the worst I've ever seen.

She's all hacked up bad.

Blood all over the place.

Of course, no, no witnesses,
no description, no nothing.

No, no. I've got
the manager here.

He got to the room about the
same time I did.

Uh, as soon as forensics shows
up, I'll take him out and try
and come up with something.

SAMUELS: Okay.
You need anything, anyone?

Just some fresh air.

And I would appreciate it,
ma'am, if you could
come down to the precinct

and look at some photos.

You could identify...

Nature's toothbrush.

You building up for some
wise guy remark, Cagney?

No, just making an
observation. Apples are
nature's toothbrushes.

The M.O.'s all the same.

Saturday night when
the most cash is in the till,

two guys, sawed-off shotgun,
the third guy locks the door

and the get-away car timed
to arrive just when
they are coming out.

SAMUELS: No more
than five minutes total
every case.

Well, at least they
didn't assault anyone.

SAMUELS: Don't you girls have
to get into your work clothes?

Drew a blank.
Mrs. Locke won't come down.

She's afraid the kid'll
get hurt if she cooperates.

Well, what about Lacey?

One mother to another.

That's a psychologically
sound idea.

It's a kidnapping.
And the Feds are in charge.
Let them worry about it.

Isbecki, what about that, uh,
bartender in that...

Why let the Feds get
all the credit?

-Cagney, will you get on
with your job?
-And let me talk to my men.

He said he only got a
quick look at the guy
when his ski mask slipped.

SAMUELS: What's the matter?
He didn't see how tall
the guy was?

Mary Beth, that was a
delicious stew
that you made last night.

-SAMUELS: What he was wearing,
no description or nothing?
-Thanks.

Could you give me the recipe?

-ISBECKI: He was leaning...
-Sure, first you've got
to buy a pig.

-Yeah.

I didn't know that you could
buy a pig in this town.

Well, sure you can buy a pig
almost anywhere in this town.

But you don't want an old pig,
you know? Or a fat pig.

You want a nice, succulent,
firm, young pig.

All right, all right, hold it.
Hold it!

You want off the john detail.

Okay, you're off
the john detail.

Get over
to the Delancey Hotel.

Petrie's there on a
homicide. Assist him.

-Thank you. Lieutenant.

What's the matter?
You can't take yes
for an answer?

Go on, get out of here.

Yes, sir.

Cagney and Lacey on homicide?

When they see
what is down there,

they'll be begging
for the john detail.

CAGNEY: Detective Cagney.
LACEY: Lacey.

You don't want to go in there.

I'm gonna throw up.

Don't you dare.

That cop did it. Why can't I?

Think of what Samuels
would say.

Well, at least she died
with her boots on, huh.

Hey, hey, hey.
Let's go find Petrie.
Huh, huh? Come on, Chris.

Let's go.

You get us prints of those.
Right away.

-All right.

LACEY: Any better?

Uh-uh. I still see her.

She looked surprised.

Did you notice that?

I think I'm so tough.

Listen. It's homicide.

I bet everybody
goes through that.

I don't know, Mary Beth.

Maybe they're right about us.

Watch that.

Eight years, eight years I've
wanted to be a homicide
detective. Eight!

-I'm sorry.
-It's all right.

How often do I get a
chance to have you lean
on me?

Uh?

-I don't need nobody.
-Atta a girl.

A lot of hookers have bought
it in that neighborhood
in the last six months.

But only three like Ellen Sue.

See? And nobody thought
they would make detective.

What else did you
read in Petrie's report?

Pathology report.
No recent sexual activity.

Bull's eye.

So this alleged maniac,
which we have on our hands,

is not after their bodies.
He wants their lives.

Petrie, you got any leads.

Negative.

So we're gonna have to
find a way to get a lead
on this weirdo killer, huh?

Maybe, uh, put a couple
of cops on the street
dressed as prostitutes.

Huh?

The usual backup will be right
there to make the collar.

Aw, gee.
We're detectives, not decoys.

Homicide detail.

Which calls for you to
be undercover like you
were on the john detail.

Now look, no one's trying
to put you down.

We've got a maniac
on our hands.

Remember, he's not
after your body.

So if any of these johns want
you to take your clothes off,
don't waste any time on them.

He's not our guy.
Get rid of him.

Lieutenant.

If there weren't any women
in the precinct,

then you would have your
detectives go after him
in the regular way, right?

Sure.

But now we're lucky.

This way, we get the chance
to have him go after you.

Okay, now you guys are
gonna be in the line-up

with some of the members
of the Silver Dragon.

The thing is we need a
positive identification

of the kid that executed
the other kid.

This may take quite a while

'cause you guys all look
alike, so we got
to be patient, okay?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, what...
Did that mean something nasty?

Did you guys hear?

If he said
what I think he said,
I don't need that!

I'm just doing a job here.

I'll take the room tonight.

SAMUELS: Okay.

Petrie, you'll be parked
in the taxi just
up the street here.

And Isbecki'll be doing his
famous wino imitation
across the road here.

Cagney, Cagney'll be
staked out in 217.

Lacey, you use 216 when you
take the johns upstairs.

You already used the mike
set

Yes, sir.

If, uh, your intuition tells
you there's something, uh,
screwy about the joker

you've got up there,
don't be a hero.

That's what that mike is for.
We'll be right downstairs.

Yeah, I just want
to catch that bastard.

It's not just him you got
to worry about.

Every guy that follows you up
those steps is gonna have
one thing on his mind.

I don't care how good
you talk your way out of it,

you're gonna be in trouble
with every one of them.

So when someone
gets kind of hairy,

you get in touch
with me quick.

Got it.

Great. Okay.

Let's take a dinner break
and, uh, we hit the
neighborhood at 10:00.

10:00.

Come on, Isbecki.
I'll give you a ride up town.

I'm gonna let my wife look
at me for a few hours
and remember who I am.

That's a good idea.

See you later.

You want to come home
with me for dinner?

Or you can come with me
to see Vinnie Manconi.

Will you forget it?

We're already on a case.
What do you want?

I want you to open your
eyes to new opportunities.

As far as I'm concerned,
there's plenty of opportunity

just trying to find
that creep

that knocked off
that poor hooker.

Or have you forgotten
about her?

-White tub, red bubble bath.
-Hey, stop it!

You know me better than that.
Come on.

I do?

Sometimes I'm not so sure.

Look. We could be stuck
on that miserable stakeout
forever.

We have an inside track
on that drug thing.

This man, Manconi, is a loser.

His wife's sick.
He's trying to raise his kids.

He runs errands,
drugs one day,
numbers the next.

You know?
He's not a pusher.

He's a delivery boy.

So if he's such a loser,
what, what could he know?

My pop always said,

"You wanna find out something,
you go to the guy
at the very top

"or you go to the guy
at the very bottom."

What do you say, Mary Beth?
Come on.

I say forget it.

More people die in these
streets from drugs
than anything else.

Especially the hookers.

You can't tell me
that one's more important
than the other.

Look. I'm going home
to dinner.

You're invited.

Leave the rest to the narcs.

Besides, I talked it over
with Harvey.

You what?

That's right. I talked it over
with my husband.

You're a cop!

I know what I am!

I'm a mother-wife-cop.
Emphasis on the mother-wife.

I'm not going out looking
for trouble. There's enough
of that doing our job.

You want to be a

superhero person, emphasis
on the superhero,

you're on your own.

So.

Okay.

We stick to murder, huh?

One thing at a time.

You know who
I just thought of?

Who?

That creep
from the liquor store.

Some of the things that he
said to me when I...

Oh, yeah, I know the one
you mean.

You know who else
just crossed my mind?

Remember when Isbecki
mentioned the outfit that
one of the prosts was wearing,

I thought of that theatrical,
uh, costume place on
Mulberry Street.

The man that runs that
is really weird.

LACEY: But not a killer.

CAGNEY: Wait a while.
Maybe we're
on the wrong runway.

Maybe it's not a man.
Maybe it's a woman.

LACEY: No, it can't
be a woman.

CAGNEY: Why not?
LACEY: Well, you know us.

We only kill for love.

-Now this creepo...
Huh?

Why don't you just
leave that stuff for the
locker room, huh?

I'd just like to have a
little dinner with
my wife and her friend.

That's enough
with the police stuff, huh?

Great dinner, Harvey.

Thank you.

I'll get that.
It's probably for me.

I'll get it.

It's for you.

That's all she thinks about,
cops and robbers.

-Harvey.
-I, I know. You don't like
to hear it.

But she's my partner.

You know what kind of
partner you need?

A married guy who wants
to be home at night.

Who's not out all the time
looking for trouble.

Put my dessert in the freezer,
huh? I got lucky.

See you at 10:00.

I guess that's not all
she thinks about.

She got lucky. I got lucky.

Kind of creepy out
tonight, isn't it?

Yeah. You heard what's
been happening around here.

We heard.

Little store-bought courage.

I'd offer you some,
but I got a bad cold.

Thanks anyway. It's okay.

I was too scared to go out
there without a little help.

Thought you paid
for protection.

You kidding?

Frankie can't protect us
from murderers.
That's the cops' job.

The cops?

That's a laugh.
They can't protect you.

She's right. They're never
around when you need 'em.

Hey.

Like your shoes.

Yeah? Like everything else,
they're for sale.

-'Evening, Father.
-Good evening, Cleo.

Hey, listen. Thanks for the
good words you said about
Ellen Sue. It was nice.

Oh, you're welcome.

You, you're new here,
aren't you?

Yes, Padre.

Well, I hope you'll visit
our church.

Good evening, ladies.

158th and the Concourse.

Whoa, what?
Can't you see I'm off duty?

You mean you don't want
to drive to the Bronx, right?

I never thought I'd be
glad to see a cop around here?

Hey, how'd you know?

Are you kidding?

Okay, 50. Just get
your damned clothes off.

Quit stalling!

I'm not stalling. I, I can't
even take my coat off
until I take off my jewelry.

Ow! You're hurting me!

LACEY: Would you have a
little appreciation?

You know, I've had a very
bad day and besides that
I got a terrible headache.

Headache?

My wife had headaches!

That's why I'm here!

A headache?

Okay. Let's go over it
one more time.

The M.O.'s are similar.

The first, at the Delancey
Hotel on Delancey,

Helen Malowski,
prostitute, aged 24.

The second at the Paradise
Manor, a fleabag
over on Hester Street.

Mary Ryan,
prostitute, age 23.

And the third at the Delancey,

Ellen Sue McGuire,
prostitute, age 23.

You've got all the pathology
reports and the photographs
of all the victims?

Yeah.

All right. Any suggestions?

-They're all Caucasian.

So, there's a lot of Asian
and black prostitutes
in the area.

It could be racial.

Well, obviously it's somebody
who hates prostitutes.

Whites, maybe.

Women, uh, certainly.

According to our psychiatrist,
it's the Jack-the-Ripper
syndrome,

a love-hate complex
about women tied up
with mother/mistress.

It all ties in
with no sexual activity.

Oh, spare me the psychiatric
jargon, will you, Cagney?

I'm not interested in a lot
of theories
about why it's happening.

I just want it stopped!

I just figured
that every little...

Look, the girls haven't
had much success
on the john detail.

Why don't we try a
different approach?

All right. Any suggestions?

Yeah, why don't we turn
it over to our snitches.

Uh, it's out of the
ballpark for them.

Two of them were friends,
Mary Ryan and
Ellen Sue McGuire.

Hey, they were both Irish.
What does that mean?

Um. It might mean
something if the third
one was Irish, too,

but, uh, she was Polish.

Well, wait a while. What about
the two friends, I mean,
Ellen Sue and Mary Ryan.

Anyone talk to their
friends and family?

Yeah, I... They all had
the same friends.

I talked to them all,
uh, blank.

Uh, there's none of them
who had any family
except Ellen Sue McGuire.

Her mother's coming in
tomorrow from Minnesota
to claim the body.

Detective Isbecki.

All right, just a minute.

It's your Uncle Shamus.

Hello.

Oh, hi, Uncle Shamus.

Hold on a minute.
It's my Uncle Shamus.

Yeah.

Yeah, Uncle Shamus.
Yeah, what's new?

Oh, why do they do this to me?
I...

I hate doing this kind of
stuff on my lunch hour.

That's terrific, Uncle Shamus.
Vinnie got a new job.

-Yeah, thanks
for letting me know.
-South Street Pier.

All right.

-Ah, the narcs are showing off
their favorite method, dogs.

Those dogs are terrific.

You know, I read somewhere
that they can sniff out
narcotics from anywhere.

Hey, Cagney, where do you
think you're going?

Lunch. We eat sometimes,
remember?

Lunch with my Uncle Shamus.

Hold it, Lacey. Nobody else
leaves here until we draw lots
for this lousy detail.

Hey, La Guardia,
do up some numbers, will you?

You got a volunteer,
Lieutenant. I love dogs.

I'm not even used to broads
yet and now they're
sending us dogs.

Oh, pardon me.

-What is this about your...

About your Uncle Shamus?
Come on, Chris.
What's going on?

You don't have an
Uncle Shamus?

Ha! Interested, huh?

Ha! Interested, no.
Worried, yeah.

My "Uncle" at Rikers said
Vinnie just got out on bail.

You've been working
on this behind my back.

Not anymore.

There they are!

Okay, cover me.

Hey, how'd you find me?

-We've got friends at Rikers.
-Shhh. Come on.
I got to live here.

You know if they knew
I was talking to cops...

Hey, guys, give me a second,
will you?

Look, just, just leave me
alone, will you? Just
leave me alone.

Vinnie, Vinnie, Vinnie,
we just want to talk to you.

Do you know
what you're facing?

Do I know what I'm
facing? Do I know
what I'm facing?

Yeah, sure I know what
I'm facing.

All of the sudden I'm this
big-time dope dealer.

Maybe I'll get life.

If I talk to you,
I'll get dead.

We're gonna take care of
you, Vinnie.

Look, sure. Sure.

Don't be a sucker, turkey.

The D.A.'s gonna
put you away forever

and that's just what ought
to happen to a punk like you.

Leave him alone, Mary Beth.

He's worried about his wife
and his kids?

Wait a minute.

I get this.

Good cop, bad cop.

Well, if you don't mind
my saying so,

I think it would be
better if you did it
the other way.

-I mean, she's really
got a mouth on her, right.

I told you we shouldn't.
Didn't I tell you
we shouldn't come?

I'm, I'm, I'm just no good
at this stuff.

Come on. Don't put
yourself down like that.

No, no, it's all right.
It's just I know what I can do
and what I can't do.

And I just... I can't play
this kind of scene. I just...

It's not me. You know?

-It wasn't a good idea.
-No, no, I thought you
were really good.

It's just it's...
It's tough to fool me.

-That's all.
-I appreciate
your saying that.

MAN: Well, I, I...

Are you gonna turn or not?

No.

I'm not gonna put my head on
any chopping block just so
you can make a collar.

We shouldn't have come.

We should give this up.

Yeah, well, I know
that this is dealing with,
with big stuff.

This is too big for us.

Sweetie, you don't know
nothing. I mean, I am just
trying to make a living here.

I, I, I know enough
to be scared.

See? She's got a head on her.

And I know I got two kids
in the public school system.

Every statistic I read
tells me

that at least one of them is
gonna be into dope
before he's in junior high.

And I...

I can't handle that.

Something's gotta
be done about that.

I'm sorry.

I don't know anything.

Call me the first time
your kids are in trouble, huh?

If you're around.

WOMAN: She wrote every week.

She sent money home
in every letter.

She said she was a secretary.

And, I didn't let her know
what I knew.

How she made her living.

It was a little game
we played with each other.

This is all I've got left.

Her possessions
the police called it.

I wonder if we could
have a look at them.

Thank you.

Oh! It's not much to show for
23 years of life.

All, all, all right. All
right, just let it go now.

Let it go now.

CAGNEY: Crucifix.

I don't know. We've had
that hotel area staked out
for a week now,

we're no closer to busting
that killer john than
we were when we started.

Well, maybe we ought to
try a new tack.

You said that?
Well, that's great.

Come on, I'm open.
What's the hot new idea?

Look at, we got the
connection, right?
They all wore crucifixes.

All right, let's ram this
down Samuels' throat.

Are you kidding? Not yet.
We're hugging this to our
sweet little female bosoms.

Chris, you can't do that.
He's the boss.

I know.

But he's very busy right now.

Let's leave him alone.
We'll tell him later on.

Detective Isbecki.

Chris, we don't really
have to be twice
as good to be equal.

-It's your Uncle Vincent.

-Hello.

Come on. Great neighborhood
for our outfits.
We're over-dressed.

Which theater?

That one. It's a Western.

A porno Western?

Yeah.

Boots and Saddles.

Maybe we got
our signals crossed.
Maybe he's inside.

Nah. Man, I told him.
I laid it out for him.
In front of the theater.

I never saw a horse
look jealous before.

-How'd they get him
to do that?

Come on. Over here.

If you don't mind
my saying so, you dress
a little flashy for cops.

Well, you see, when
you're doing a man's job,

you don't want anyone to think
you've lost your femininity.

-Oh. Yeah, I understand.
-Yeah, I thought you would.

What do you have for us?

Well, I got a call today.

And, uh...

They, um, they want
me on another errand.

It's a big shipment and I'm
supposed to meet the boat
when it docks.

Who are they?

I don't know. They,
there's a, there's a they
at the other end of the line.

-Hey, easy, easy!

One at a time, okay?

The boat's called the Palermo.

It's, uh... It's a
Spanish registry.

It's out of, um, Pakistan
or Iran.

It's one of those "ans."

And it's due in three days.

You got it all now. All right?

Now listen. I never want
to see you two broads again.
You got that?

-Never again, Vinnie.
-Good.

Hey. You wouldn't mind if we
put in a good word for you at
the D.A.'s office, would you?

Strictly on the quiet.

It would be nice for your
kids if you got off easy.

LACEY: Find another business,
will you, Vinnie?

I don't think you're cut
out for this.

Reporting it
to the chief, huh?

Okay.

Okay.

Yeah, well, we at the 14th
are proud to be of service.

I'm going down the hall
so we can check these out.

Pretty good police work, huh?

The narcs, I presume,
were pleased.

Narcs, hell no. No, I gave it
to the Coast Guard.

They'll rack 'em up at
sea. It's better that way.

-Protect your source.
-Well, thank you, Lieutenant.

Come in, girls.

Would you care to say
a few words to my cleavage?

Testing, one, two...

CAGNEY: Could you be
more explicit?

Nobody heard nothing.
Nobody sees nothing.
Nobody knows nothing.

A whole...

Pardon me, poolroom full
of monkeys.

Yeah, well, stay on top
of it, Isbecki.

-It's okay.
-Thanks, Kraus.

-Thank you.
-My pleasure.

Don't forget. Any problems,
just let us know.
We'll be right there.

-I'll sing something.
-That'll do it.

Give me a drag.

-Hey!
-You smoke too much.

-Shoot you for it. Odds.

Mine.

Cut off my mike, fellows.

I'm gonna go see
Father Kavanagh
before we get started.

Confession's good
for the soul.

And it's private.

You can leave sound on me.
I'm gonna check up and down
the street.

Excuse me.

Where can I find
Father Kavanagh?

Say, sweetheart, what'll it
be like

Father.

I know that I'm not
in the best of businesses,
you know? Um...

The cops won't help us.

So far it even seems like
God's forsaken us.

No, no, to blaspheme is
not the answer.

I know, I know.
I'm sorry, Father, um...

Well, we've been talking,
you know, among ourselves,
the girls and, uh...

Father, all the girls
that have been murdered
are Catholic.

Well, what are you saying?

Somebody, you know, might
think that we've blasphemed
for being what we are.

They might want to kill
us for what we are.

-We need your help, Father.
-My doors are never
closed.

Well, if you knew anyone
who hated us.

If they confessed,
you could warn us.

If a person like that appeared
in my confessional,

I would convince them that
they are on a path of evil.

I would turn them
from their purpose. Now I will
hear your confession.

The Lord be with you.

In nominus patris,
et filis, et spiritus,
sancti, amen.

Amen.

Excuse me, miss,
but would you mind
if I asked you...

Dynamite. You're dynamite.

Ah. Thanks.

Show the cross.

You guys got Cagney plugged in
again, right?

I don't like the looks
of that guy, Isbecki.
Stay sharp.

Tell your coat to shut up.
I'm trying to sleep.

It's warm in here, huh?

Look, oh, ah, look,
I wanted to talk
to you about the price.

See, my, my pimp
told me that I...

What's your hurry, fellow?

Don't take that off.

Anybody ever tell you
you got a,
you got a real mean look.

Be my love,
for no one else can end...

Huh, I sing
when I get nervous.

It's kind of a habit.
Hey, hey! I'm a cop!

Police! Freeze!

Don't move. Don't move.

Nice.

-Stop! Police!
-Easy, easy.

You think this is him?

There's only one way
to find out, Isbecki.
Take him down and book him.

You should never have
started up with a cop.

All women are whores.

Sweet.

Dirty.

That's a mean guy.

-Uh-huh.

Lace. Do you think it was him?

If it was him, he's not
following the same M.O.

He's after our lives,
remember? Not out bodies.

Maybe he's branching out.

I'm gonna wash my face.

I screamed.

That's a...

That's a great thing
for a cop.

It was to scream at
for God's sake.

Come on. I'll take you home.

We're on duty.

You've had enough of duty
for tonight.

I'll call us in, uh,
sick or something, uh?

All right, but you don't,
you don't have
to drive me home.

ISBECKI: Nice collar, girls.

We were all almost back
in uniform.

Yeah, the next time you
decide to bust a john,

why don't you make sure
that he don't work
in the mayor's office?

That's it.

Goodnight, everybody.

I've had it for tonight.

-You too, okay, Chris.
-Drive carefully.

What do you say, men?
The night's still young.
Shall we go back to work?

-Yeah.
-It's okay by me.

Forensics is gonna be
up there for another hour.

Hey, urn, why don't you and I
go off for a little, uh,
coffee and danish?

Come on, Petrie.

I never said
you shouldn't work.

But this night stuff is
for the birds.

I'm with you, Harve.

Come to bed, huh?

I'm just asking you
to remember
you're a married woman.

Remind me.

Hey.

I don't mean to be critical.

You know I think
you're terrific.

New York's finest.

Yeah, Chris...

She's one thing.

I don't know.

Maybe she doesn't mind
this night stuff.

Mary Beth?

Oh, Mary Beth.

Sweet dreams, copper.

Thanks, Charlie.

Fellows, let's pack it in
for tonight, huh? I'm beat.

Come on, Isbecki.
Let's call it a night.

Excuse me, Charlie.

My limo's here.

This is
a dangerous neighborhood.

A nice, Catholic girl like
you should be more careful.

She's in there.

-Hiya.
-You don't know a damn
thing about teamwork, do you?

Or friendship, do you?

-Hey, Mary Beth, I'm not...
-No, no. You'd have got
yourself killed last night.

I'd have to live the rest
of my life feeling
like it was my fault,

-like I let you down.
-Listen, if I wasn't there,

another woman
would have been killed.

Not good enough.

Anyway, I was upset
about Cleo. I had to find
something to do with myself.

You never had any trouble
finding something
to do before!

Don't give me
that crap, Chris!

Somewhere in the back
of your head, you wanted
to make that collar alone.

And maybe we're
two different kinds of cops.

I want to do my job.

I want to do it well, but to
me it's a job and to you it is
some kind of...

I've really been pulling hard
on you, haven't I?

You want to be a star.

Maybe I saw too many films
when I was a kid.

You're right.

Deep down, what I've
been pushing for all
along is to be a star.

Uh-huh.

Want my autograph?