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In New York City's
war on crime,

the worst criminal offenders
are pursued

by the detectives
of the major case squad.

These are their stories.

Melowitz Chiropractic.

Hold on.

Thanks, Doc.

That always
does the trick.

The pleasure's mine,
Mr. Taglioti.

Just give Judy a call.

We can always
fit you in.

Mr. Taglioti?

Jackie said you were
having car troubles.

Yeah, I think
it's probably the battery.

Only my guys can't find it
to fix it.

That's because
it's under the back seat.

Who knew?

What the hell?

Don't touch anything.

What do you mean,
don't touch anything?

Oh...

I know things you don't.

I know Big Georgie
put up the money.

The cheap bastard
got what he paid for.

Got it?

Yeah.

Big Georgie, huh?

Thanks.

Call me back in 15.

You're carrying
a lot of stress here.

Yeah, tell me about it.

I'm gonna get you
a heating pad.

Judy?

Did Judy say
where she went?

She just took off.

You're gonna need
a new girl.

Is that cool?

It's for a '56 Meteor.

I machined every part.

I knew you were good
with your hands, Joey.

Finish the rest of the car
and give me a call.

I gotta tap a kidney.

What do you want
from me?

Where am I?

What's going on?!

This is a mistake!
Help!

You can't do this!
My dad's a cop!

I wasn't too concerned
Joe didn't come home

all weekend.

But Monday, his garage
called to say

that he didn't
show up for work.

Joe, you know,
he's responsible.

You've already done
some work on this.

You mind if we
take a look?

Yeah, I got some statements
from his co-workers.

And some of the pals
he was with Saturday night.

I just couldn't
sit on my hands.

Of course not.

This is a big help.

Does Joe have a girl?

He broke up with her
almost two months ago.

Did he go straight
to the bar

from work on Saturday?

No, he went home
and took a shower first.

Did you or your wife
talk to him?

My wife passed away
two years ago.

I was on duty Saturday.

But I could tell
he'd been home.

One last thing, Officer.

If there were one thing
that you'd want us

to know about Joe,
what would it be?

He has a good heart.

To a fault...

he has a good heart.

Joey was here.

Same as every Saturday.

Always with the same pals.

If somebody
was looking for him,

this'd be the place
they'd find him?

I guess.

Did he stick
with his friends all night?

Yeah, he found an excuse
to chat me up.

He's a shy guy.

It only took him three months
to ask me for my number.

What was the excuse?

He came over to me
at the bar

and asked to borrow
a nutcracker.

Oh, excuse me.

Nutcracker?

Guy's a mechanic, right?

Well, he might have
borrowed it

to make a quick adjustment
on somebody's car.

Tighten the fan belt,
maybe.

Probably just a pretext
to get him out here.

A friend wouldn't need
a pretext.

So he did a favor
for a stranger.

A stranger who knew
that he was a mechanic.

A kid with a good heart, huh?

Barek here.

Where?

One hit.

Stunned him.

Scrape, not deep.

No other marks.

He's not worked over.

They didn't want
anything from him.

They just executed him.

In 120 feet of water.

If he hadn't gotten entangled
in a lobster trap,

he would never
have been found.

Lobster trap?
How far out was he?

They sent along a map.

Oh, he was dropped
in the shipping channel

to the mud dump.

That's where they drop
all the crap

they dredge up
from the harbor.

Also happens
to be a good place

to catch lobsters.

Which is why
I stopped eating those things.

Aren't we a mine
of maritime information.

Yeah, well, there's nothing
to do on Staten Island

but watch
the barges go by.

Some of 'em with chains
and clamps just like this.

The Harbor Master's log wouldtell us who was out there at...

1:17 AM.

Sunday morning.

The time his watch stopped.

Waterproof to 10 meters.

It was just two guys.
I don't remember him.

They drove up, said they were
from the union

doing an inspection.

And you didn't see them
bring this kid aboard?

I was securing the load.

And during the trip?

I was towing the barge.

It gets pitch dark out there
and noisy.

All right, listen.

The kid who
fell off your boat?

His father's a cop.

We're taking the loss
personally.

I swear to God, they said
they were inspectors.

And they stayed out
on the deck all night

when it's so warm and cozy
in your wheelhouse?

They came in all of a sudden
asking if I had a phone.

Theirs wasn't working.

All I got's a radio.

Sounded like they had
some big emergency.

You hear what it was?

They talked outside.

The borrowed a flashlight

to look through
a wallet.

They kept checking
the driver's license.

Sounds like they weren't sure
they had the right Joe Long.

How could they kill
Joe like that by mistake?

Mr. Long, we vetted your son,

his work, his friends.

There was no connection
to the people who killed him.

What people?

The Lucheses and the Masuccis

each take a piece
of the barge traffic.

We can't find a reason
why they'd kill your son,

other than
mistaken identity.

Those animals.

God, those animals!

You let us handle it, Officer.
Okay?

Thank you.

For having the mass
said at St. Bart's.

It's something his mother
would have done.

How does he check out?

Uh, IAD says
that he's clean as a whistle.

We got a list of all
the Joseph Longs

in the five boroughs.

Maybe one of them's
the real target.

Well, it's a start.

St. Bart's.

How did you know
it was Officer Long's parish?

I asked.

That's a nice gesture.

Hey.

Here's a Joseph Terence Long
in Queens.

Same birthday as our kid
except he's six years older.

Works at the train yard
at Sunnyside.

Locomotive mechanic.

On parole
for criminal possession

of a weapon fourth degree.

Walked into
an emergency room

with two fingers
off his left hand blown off.

A search of his home
revealed six M-80s.

A bomb-maker.

This is embarrassing,

hauling me off
in front of my co-workers.

I've been behaving.

Yeah, well, we just wanted
to make sure you were okay.

It's been a bad week for
mechanics named Joseph Long.

What are you
talking about?

Meet your namesake.

He was found in
100 feet of water

with a chain
wrapped around his leg.

Courtesy of the Masuccis
or the Lucheses,

your pick.

Who's after you, Joe?

Nobody.

I've been behaving.

Misbehaving.

The lab swabbed the inside
of your work gloves

and found traces
of ammonium nitrate.

A chemical used in
the manufacturing of bombs.

The stuff leaked
out of a tank car in the yard.

Got it on my hands.

Listen, genius,
they're not gonna make

the same mistake twice.

You need protection.

No way.

My lawyer. Now.

This came in.
The dump's off his phone.

Since last Thursday,
he's made over 100 calls

to an unregistered
cell number.

One of 27 numbers OCID
has traced back

to a George Branson.

Big Georgie the bookie.

The calls are all
under a minute.

Find out why
Big Georgie's not answering.

Mr. Branson,
it's the police.

Mr. Branson?

Mailbox full.
Hmm.

Same thing here.

It's like I told you.

We haven't seen Mr. Branson
since last week.

Messages started piling up
Thursday night.

Hmm.

What is it?

Friday morning there was
a young lady here

for Mr. Branson.

We rang him up,
there was no answer.

She made a scene.

She wanted me to go
check up on him.

But you didn't.

The doorman said he'd
seen her with Mr. Branson.

He thinks her name's Judy.
A redhead.

Judy, Judy, Judy...

Ah-ha.

Judy Cordova.

Melowitz Chiropractic.

Just the girl to fix
Georgie's joints.

She just up and quit
before lunch on Friday.

I've left her some messages.

She never bothered
calling me back.

She left without
talking to you?

I was with a patient.

Well, you had patients
out here in the waiting room.

Maybe they saw her leave.

Well, let's see
who came in on Friday.

That information is subject
to doctor-patient privilege.

Ah, Doc, all due respect.

It doesn't apply
to chiropractors.

Your last appointment
before lunch

was Peter Taglioti.

Taglioti?

What, did he get
the Masucci family discount?

I don't know
what you mean.

Mr. Taglioti comes in here
for a shoulder adjustment.

Mr. Taglioti was also here
the Monday before.

He said the treatment
wore off

after he went
to his car.

Some kind of problem
with his battery.

I have to get back
to my patient.

A bomb wired
to a car's electrical system

could short out
a battery.

Judy knew Taglioti
was coming in for treatment.

Joseph planted the bomb.

Big Georgie must have
set up the hit.

The hit that missed.

Now Taglioti's
getting even.

A cop's kid?

This cannot
come back to me, my friend.

I am your friend, Pete.

I'll square it.

There's dinner.

Hey, you're a married man.

So?

Here, let me get that.

Hey, Daddy,
where were you?

Just taking a walk.
Work up my appetite.

This friend I trust.

Taglioti has had a piece
of Big Georgie's business

for a long time.

Georgie hasn't
been happy about it.

Lucheses want
a piece of Georgie too.

And once you got
a three-way,

it's hard to tell
who's doing what to who.

You think the Lucheses
are behind this?

Georgie's a big earner.
He's worth fighting over.

If he's still around.

You guys got his numbers?

Has he made
any calls lately?

Last one was Thursday night.

These Taglioti phone taps
from the last two weeks.

Any transcripts?

Not yet.

We're running
about a month behind.

Anything you need,
it's yours.

You tell that patrolman
OCID is all over this.

Thanks.

Taglioti and wife.

Taglioti and mother.

These are some
brilliant phone taps.

Oh, here we go.

Giaggi.
Louis Giaggi.

I remember him.

Louis Three-Eyes.

He had a big mole
on his forehead.

He's a Gambino.

They got a phone tap
of Taglioti

talking to Louis Three-Eyes

the day before
Georgie disappeared.

So, what's
a Masucci underboss

doing talking
to a Gambino soldier?

This ID code here,
it's an FBI wiretap.

FBI?

We'll be lucky to get it
before the next ice age.

Sooner.

I still have hooks there.

You think they call me
Three-Eyes

because of my looks?

I know things you don't.

I know Big Georgie
put up the money.

The cheap bastard
got what he paid for.

Got it?

Big Georgie, huh?

Thanks.

Put up the money for the
botched hit on Taglioti?

It's cooperation
between the species.

A Gambino
helping a Masucci

uncover a murder plot.

You know, there was music
playing in the background

when Three-Eyes was talking.

I know things you don't.

I know Big Georgie
put up the money.

The cheap bastard
got what he paid for.

Got it?

Big Georgie, huh?

The music cuts out
when the other voices come on.

Now, it sounds like a tape
of Three-Eyes

being played by somebody
over the phone for Taglioti.

A wiretap recording
on Three-Eyes.

Someone must have
leaked it.

Someone in our own house.

Or the FBI's.

That's for Internal Affairs.

Your target is Taglioti.

One murder,
two missing people.

Hmm.

I guess we're supposed
to believe

that Big George
eloped with Judy.

His car just turned up
at JFK.

Oh, wow!

There's blood
all over here.

Looks like Georgie took
his last ride back here.

And he might have
had company.

See these long red hairs
caught here?

Make sure we have
prints taken

inside this glove box.

Gotta be the spare,
it hasn't been on that long.

It looks clean.

See if you can get me
some prints off that jack.

I'm feeling lucky.

I never seen him.

Your fingerprints
are on the jack in his car.

And we found

one of these duplex nails
in the tire.

You got a lot of 'em
lying around here.

Okay, yeah.

I helped somebody
change a flat

a couple weeks ago.
Friday.

Who was in the car?

These guys?

I don't know.

I didn't get any kind
of a look at 'em.

Really.

You know, I love
watching construction.

Things being built.

My father was in
the carpenter's union.

Those are concrete forms?

You were pouring concrete
a couple of weeks ago?

Got something here.

That's one.

There's something
under his shoulder.

Red hair.

So much for the honeymoon.

Taglioti will go along with this.

It's the only thing
tying him

to the murder of that kid.

Sorry about that, Marco.

Pete's an understanding man.

That's why he's gonna
go along with this.

You believe this?

The guy makes these
suppressors in shop class

after his students go home.

- Later.
- Yeah.

Dad, I was gonna askyour friend to stay for dinner.

Nah, that's okay.

Let's see what you got
cooked up.

The big fella was shot
14 times.

Mostly in the knees
and groin.

The fingers of his
right hand are broken.

Boy, they sure
worked him over.

Until he gave up
the wrong Joseph Long.

Torture is a very
unreliable way

of getting information.

Hey, what about her?

Broken neck.

She went quick.

Car registration.

People keep it
in their glove box.

Mints fell out
of his glove box.

Do we have the location
of his last phone call?

Mile four of the Van Wyck,
next to the cemetery.

Well, he'd go
for his registration

if he was being pulled over.

He'd take it out of his
glove box and have it ready.

And if they didn't ask for it,
he'd put it in his pocket.

These ligature marks.

Handcuffs.

A cop grabbed him
off the highway.

Delivered him
to Taglioti.

A cop
working for the mob.

How low can you go?

These two.

Tommy Delanno, Phil Bartoli.

We're thinking
they're the ones

that snatched Judy from
the chiropractor's office

and tossed the kid
off the barge.

I'd just like to know how they
picked the wrong guy to kill.

The bomb maker
with the missing fingers

had these lottery tickets
in his pocket.

He plays his birthdate,
day and month.

The same dates he shared
with the patrolman's son.

Probably played those numbers
on spreads

or the horses.

And that's what Georgie
would know about him.

That's what Georgie
would tell the guys

that worked him over.

You put in a birthdate,
occupation, and name

into our database,
the first thing that pops up

is Officer Long's son.

I tried it.

If you're in a rush,

you're not gonna
look any further.

So the same person who
fed Taglioti the wiretap

is probably the person
that fed him

this bad information.

It's the same cop
who grabbed Georgie

off the expressway.

And we want him, Captain.

Because he can give us
Taglioti.

Here they are.

Oh, what took so long?

Phil and me were gonna
spend your dough

on those whores
around the corner.

I hit him
a couple of times.

He'll bleed out.

Let's get this one
out of the street.

IAD sent
the last of 'em.

36 detectives with access
to the wiretap.

I really hate this.

Going through
another cop's file.

I don't know how
those IAD guys stomach it.

You know
what it's like.

Being on the wrong end
of the microscope.

Ancient history.

While we're talking...

you ever been in Vice?

No.

You know a lot
about gambling.

You a player?

No, I had a friend
who had a gambling problem.

Spent two years
trying to fix him.

Hard work.

Detective Albert Kerkoff.

The day after the attempt
on Taglioti,

he cut his vacation short
and came in to work.

That's the guy
that tried to steer us

to the Lucheses.

Six years ago
he had his wages garnished.

He fell behind
on child support.

Requests for transfer
to high profile squads.

Letters of reference.

This guy's been jockeying
for a position at OCID

for five years.

OCID puts him at the center
of every mob investigation

conducted by the Department
and the Feds.

Let's talk to IAD.

Get some surveillance
on Detective Kerkoff.

Maybe we can persuade him

to do something
worth watching.

You guys should have
called first.

I would have got
my notes together.

We'll take a look
at whatever you got.

Which should be a lot.

Since you guys at OCID
are all over this.

At least that's
what you said.

Anything we need,
that's also what you said.

My CIs in the Lucheses
haven't given me squat.

What've you turned up?

We found Georgie dead.

We think he got grabbed

pulling over
on the Van Wyck.

Pulled over?
You mean he had car trouble?

Oh, it was more like...
he got pulled over.

Sure.

Any hump can drop a cherry
on the dash.

Flash a phony badge.

That's what we're thinking.

Bad guys masquerading
as cops.

Nice looking kids.

Sad eyes.

You and your wife split up?

I do the best I can.

Private school?

I hope they appreciate
your sacrifices.

Hey, you know
a Louis Three-Eyes?

With the mole?

What about him?

Someone leaked a wiretap
of him to Taglioti.

You gotta be kidding me.

Yeah, the Feds
have a phone tap

of Taglioti listening.

We should get out
of your way.

You look busy.

Oh, one more thing.

We spoke to Officer Long
and we told him the OCID

was fully committed
to the investigation.

And he was very comforted.

Imagine something like that
happening to your son.

IAD took these two hours

after out little chat
with Kerkoff.

It's a bodega robbery
in Queens.

That's Detective Mark Virgini.

He was Kerkoff's partner
six years ago

in the 8-2.

You got Kerkoff scared.

Makes sense he'd turn
to an old partner for help.

Maybe Detective Virgini
can help us

bring Kerkoff in.

Al Kerkoff bleeds blue.

There is no way
he'd do anything

to hurt the Department.

Yeah, except leak
bad information

that got a patrolman's son
killed.

I bet he forgot
to mention that.

That's all IAD crap.

Yeah, when's the last time
you saw him?

Come on,
don't jerk me around.

You know the answer to that.

He was in my area,
he stopped by.

Just to catch up,
that's it.

Listen, Detective.

We admire your loyalty.

But if your pal
reached out to you,

we hope you gave him
the right advice.

It'll go a lot
easier on him

if he comes in
on his own.

Yeah?

Excuse me.

His stare.

An over-emphatic display
of sincerity.

He wants us
to believe him.

Whoa, he's got some
impressive commendations.

Where's my dad?

He's taking a call.

I'm Detective Mike Logan.

This is Detective Barek.

I'm Renata.

Are you friends of Dad's?

Ah no, we're working
on an investigation.

Sorry, I've been meeting
his friends

for the first time.

So you haven't been
around your father?

I mostly grew up
in Connecticut with my mom.

I moved in last winter.

We're still getting
to know each other.

We were just looking
at his commendations.

He's really something.

Hey.

Your daughter was just
telling us

how she just moved in.

Well, her mother
died last year.

And I thought I'd
take the poor waif in.

Can I get you anything?

No, they were just
wrapping up.

Hey, where you
in the class of '84?

There's a lot of
heavy hitters in that class.

What'd you guys used to call
yourselves--The Crew.

I'm sorry we met
under these circumstances.

It's all a mistake.
Al's a good guy.

You have any more questions,
you can call me.

We'll do that.

Hey, listen, thank
your daughter for the offer.

She's a nice girl.

Yeah,
she's a very nice girl.

Needs to get out more.

Looks like Detective Virgini

wants you as
a son-in-law.

No, thanks.

Virgini's graduating class?

Five inspectors,
seven deputy inspectors.

That's The Crew.

They practically
ran the department.

Kerkoff's letters
of reference.

All from The Crew.

Virgini used his contacts
to help Kerkoff

get into OCID.

He could've used them
to kick himself forward.

Instead, he moved his partner
into a position

where he'd be indispensable
to the mob.

Boy, Virgini
sure looks good on paper.

He's got medals
up the ass.

Two years away
from a full retirement.

The activity logs
for his unit

show him off-dutythe night Big Georgie vanished.

There was a bulletin
that came out of his unit

two days ago to hospitals...

for a John Doe
gunshot victim.

But it doesn't match
any shooting reports.

"Victim is described
as six feet two, 210 pounds.

"With a scar loc--

A scar located
under left ear."

That sounds very familiar.

Phil Bartoli,
scar under left ear.

My guess is that
Phil's on the lam somewhere

with a couple
of bullets in him.

We need to get to him
before Virgini does.

Maybe he hasn't
found Phil because

he didn't look in
the right kind of hospitals.

Phil's wife has a sister
with a vet clinic

in Pennsylvania.

It was a gun cleaning
accident.

Oh, so you're hiding out
in Amish country?

I'm not hiding.

They got good
medical care out here.

Well, yeah,
if you're a cow.

Mr. Bartoli, we have
a very good idea

who shot you and why.

You and your friend
Tommy Delano

are the only people
that connect Taglioti

to the murder of
that policeman's kid.

I don't know anything
about that.

Oh, don't give us
that Omerta crap.

You wouldn't have been shot
unless Taglioti okayed it.

You got no friends now.

Except us.

We can protect you.

You and your family.

I swear to God, Phil,
you don't take their offer,

I'm taking the kids
and you'll never find me.

You won't believe me
when I tell you.

It was two cops.

They shot me and Tommy.

And they shot that bookie,
Big Georgie Branson.

Must've shot him ten times.

You're making a mistake,
you know that?

You really wanna talk
while we're doing this?

Where's that jacket
you're always wearing?

I'm fine, let's go.

Sure, you are.

Here it is.

The sweet smell
of gunshot residue

on cheap leather.

Detective Mark Virgini
is a highly decorated

22-year veteran
of the NYPD.

This slur
against his good name

comes from a homicidal
mafia felon.

That anyone would take
this witness at face value

is beyond belief.

My daddy has protected
this city

and everybody in it
for 22 years.

He is a hero
to all the people he's helped.

He's my hero.

And I know when this is over,
my hero is coming home.

And just look who they have
investigating this hero.

A disgraced officer

whose record of misbehavior
speaks for itself.

This is gonna be
a lot of fun.

And this is only
the beginning.

DA is falling
out of love with this case.

It's resting
almost entirely on

the word of a
"homicidal mafia felon."

No corroborating evidence,
no weapons.

We got gunshot residue
on Kerkoff's jacket.

And he's got no good way of
explaining how it got there.

This is isn't
just about bad cops.

The prize here
is a Masucci underboss.

We've got Bartoli rolling
on Kerkoff and Virgini.

The next step is to get
those two

to roll on each other.

And then everybody
rolls on Taglioti.

If we don't get these two
to play along,

everybody could walk.

Albert, we came to you first
because of your kids.

Do you know what it would
mean to them

to have a relationship with yououtside of prison?

Are you authorized
to make an offer

that does not include
a prison term?

I'm not interested
in any offer.

And you leave my kids
out of this.

Well, that's why
you got into this mess.

You fell behind
on your child support,

you couldn't afford
nice things,

and you thoughtyou would lose their affection.

Shut her up.

Did Virgini come to you
with this

to supplement your income?

You say whatever
you want about me,

but you're dead wrong
about Mark.

It's not like
he stuck his neck out for you.

Once you got kicked up
to OCID,

you were the one
taking all the risks.

You don't think
I get this?

Huh?

A patrolman's son is dead.

The Department's gotta
look like

it's doing something
about it.

You wanna disgrace me,
go ahead.

But I will never help you
take a brother officer

down with me.

My client's not interested
in any deals.

The DA
isn't fooling anybody.

Everything about this case
is compromised.

Starting with
your Detective Logan here.

That's a nice sound bite,
counselor.

Its still not gonna
get your client off the hook.

She's right.

I'm sorry.

My lawyer
took a cheap shot.

But you know...

better than anybody
what they're doing to me.

No, I...
No, I don't know.

Tell me,
what are they doing to you?

Cops are like dogs.

Worse thing they can
do to us

is run us
out of the pack.

You remember
what that's like.

Well, maybe you
don't remember

that we have a witness
that says you shot him.

Phil Bartoli's
not a credible witness.

Your old partner,
Lenny Briscoe,

he got accused
by a witness like that.

What?

I'm just saying.

You oughta know
how an injustice

can take on
a life of its own.

Shut up.

Why don't you just take care
of your own people, okay?

I'm not worried
about Al.

I'm talking about
your daughter.

Your hero-worshipping
daughter.

Maybe this'll go down
a lot easier

if she knows that it was
Kerkoff's idea.

I think she'd think
less of me

if I turned my back
on my partner.

And if you think
that's an honorable thing,

then maybe you
and your partner

need to have a talk.

I'm sure he knows
a real cop

never turns his back
on his partner.

Loyalty,
what a beautiful thing.

It might pay off for them.

Virgini's applying
for a reduction in bail,

and Kerkoff filed a motion
to toss out the jacket.

On what basis?

It wasn't in plain sight.

The closet was open.

Make sure to mention that
at the suppression hearing.

If the jacket falls out,
the case goes with it.

Hey, look at this.

When we brought
Phil Bartoli in,

the lab checked
his cell phone.

Look whose private
cell number

was in the memory.

Of course I know who he is.

I've seen his picture
in the papers.

But I've never met him.

Well, he must know you,
Renata.

He had your number.

You're lying.

Dad's right,
I shouldn't talk to you.

What, he was afraid
to have you talk to us?

You twist everything.

How well do you know
your father?

I know he's not
what you say he is.

You lived apart
from each other 10, 15 years.

How many times
did you see him?

He worked a lot.

Mom was always after him
for more money.

You saw how he lives.

He's all by himself
in that little house.

Everything he's ever done,

it's been to protect
the good people.

She's rationalizing.

She knows something's wrong,

she's just trying
to explain it to herself.

Let's see if the guy
who has her phone number

can explain it to us.

Yeah, that number.

Virgini gave it to me.

Why would he do that?

I told him once
I wouldn't mind

taking a shot at her.

And he gave you
her number as what,

like, a professional
courtesy to a colleague?

He gave it
to Taglioti too.

He saw how Pete
was looking at her.

What a dad.

Not for nothing Taglioti
called him "my friend."

My friend this,
my friend that.

And he liked hearing that.

He kept reminding Pete
he was his friend.

I swear, sometimes we'd forget
Virgini was a cop.

Well, if Virgini's daughter's
ever gonna

tell us what she knows,

somebody's gonna have to
knock the stardust

out of her eyes.

There's only one person
who can do that.

Your partner know
you're dropping in on me?

She hasn't been my partner
that long

I gotta clear it with her.

You wanna check me?

No.

I'm just gonna assume
you're wearing a wire.

Anyway, I could use
the company.

What's on your mind?

You know that
suppression hearing coming up

about Kerkoff's jacket?

Right, plain sight.

Well, it could
go either way,

depending on whether I say
the closet

was open or shut.

What about your partner?

She wasn't there.

That jacket goes away,

so does the case
against Kerkoff.

So it's all
on you then.

Yeah.

Hey, this case?

It's all hunches
and Phil Bartoli.

And you're right about things
taking on a life of their own.

I've seen it
too many times.

Good cops held back.

Ruined, even.

Yeah, well, you take
your lumps like a good boy.

And even then,
they never let you forget.

I don't owe these guys
anything.

You can tell Kerkoff
to stop worrying.

All right, then,
I'll see you later.

Oh, by the way,

I heard about how your daughterstands up for you.

You're a lucky man.

Well, I'd be luckier
if I could get her

out of the house
every now and then.

She cramp
her old man's style?

Something like that.

Why, you interested?

In what, asking her out
for a date?

Not a date.
Whatever.

Why, you don't
find her attractive?

No, she's good looking.

She's got, uh, attributes,
like her mother.

It's just, I'm not really
interested in a relationship.

Well, who said anything
about a relationship?

Well, listen, I don't wanna
disrespect you,

but the kind of girls
that I like...

No disrespect.

I mean, who's she
saving it for, anyway?

So, what,
a couple of dinners?

A dinner'd do it.

And don't forget
the wine.

Renata's just like
her mother.

Can't hold her liquor.

Tell you what...

I'll tell her
you might call.

Tell her it's okay by me.

Who's she saving
it for, anyway?

So, what,
a couple of dinners?

A dinner'd do it.

And don't forget the wine.

Renata's just like
her mother.

Can't hold her liquor.

Tell you what--

He's offered you
to two other men.

Pete Taglioti
and Phil Bartoli.

Sorry you had
to hear it this way.

He's just like
my mother said he was.

And I hated her
for keeping me away from him.

I blamed her.

There's something
you know about him.

His activities that you were
unable to admit to yourself.

Until now.

Will you help us?

The Feds asked us
to pick her up.

We're gonna hold her
'til they get here.

They got a material witness
warrant for her?

On what grounds?

They're building
their own case

against Taglioti.

They found Renata's
cell phone number

on Bartoli's phone.

What?

Look, she's innocent
in this.

Bartoli figuredhe could get to me through her.

The Feds look at it
differently.

You better talk to her,
she's a little upset.

Dad, I knew you'd come.

Just calm down, kid.
It's gonna be okay.

Could we get
some privacy?

Sure, you wanna go in
and talk to her?

Yeah.

There'll be an officer
outside.

They said that man
had my phone number.

Just calm down.

They think that
I'm involved with him.

I swear
I've never met him.

I know.
You've done nothing wrong.

But how did he
get my number?

- Did you give it to him?
- No.

How would I do that?

You're the only one
who has my number.

Look, you've gotta
calm down.

Dad, I know.

You know what?

Daddy, I clean your house.

I found the guns in the closet
two weeks ago.

You gave them
to your old partner.

Listen, you cannot
tell anybody this.

- You can't.
- I won't.

You understand me?

Because if you do,
I will go to prison.

I won't.

But what about
my phone number?

Did you give it to him?

It was nothing.

I thought you could
have a good time.

You expected me
to go out with him?

You could do
what you want.

Whatever I want.

Did you tell him
to get me drunk first?

All right, it's time
to get out of there.

What are you taking about?

How could you do that?

Passing me around
like a bowl of peanuts.

You bastard!

Who told you that?

You did, she heard it
from your mouth.

You were wearing a wire.

You son of a bitch.

You stepped between
me and my family.

Which family is that?

Renata, you are my daughter,
don't you forget that--

Hey!
I'm free on bail.

Not for long.

You bitch!

You bitch, how could you
do this to me?!

You're just like
your mother!

Your whore mother!

You little slut!

Shut your mouth!

Let him talk.

I can't hear him anymore.

You ungrateful bitch!

After all
I did for you!

I took you in
and put a roof over your head!

I don't deserve this!

You're not worth the time
I wasted on you!

Bartoli's right.

It's easy to forget
he's a cop.

Even easier to forget
he's a father.