All language subtitles for Police Woman S02E18 Angela

- What the hell are you...
- the other cop barba!

We got to get to his
place! There's a bomb!

I thought you said you
didn't know carbeau?

I didn't know him
before we made the bust.

You were at their
house yesterday.

We know the people he was
dealing with, there and here.

Then we got the real
evidence, 12 pounds of heroin.

Here's what we've
been looking for.

-[Tires screech]
-[Siren wailing]

Out. Out.

Wait a minute, what did I do?

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

Dead on arrival.

He had enough smack
in him to kill five people.

This guy, Johnny, was
he one of your snitches?

Yeah, I hope that's
not why he was wasted.

What kind of stuff
was he feedin' you?

He was workin' on a
guy named astro Jenkins.

Oh, that explains it.

-You know him?
-Yeah.

Okay, he's been dealing on
the south side for about a year.

That's how long we've
been trying to get him.

Then Johnny would feed us
information on him every once in a while.

He tipped us astro is supposed to
score tomorrow. Very big. About a pound.

- Hmm.
- So, what do you want, you want our help, or what?

Yeah, we haven't got
enough people to tail him.

I mean, not the way
it should be done.

Every time, he's
broken the surveillance.

Do you have any idea where
he's planning to make the buy?

Yeah. Johnny said
somewhere around the harbor...

-That mean something?
-Yeah.

It means you won't have
to follow astro after all.

See, according to our sources,

there's only one guy in the
harbor area who deals in pounds.

That's a guy named carbeau?
Did you ever hear of him?

Joseph carbeau?

- No.
- Yeah, well, he's got an import business.

Brings in stuff from the orient.

You know, pictures,
sculptures down by the docks.

- A lot of heroin.
- Yeah, we got enough probable cause on him

for a search warrant.

But our informant wasn't
sure when he'd be holding.

- Looks like tomorrow might be a pretty good day.
- Mm-hm.

If you want to get in on it
with us, I'll talk to your boss.

- Yeah.
- I'll get started on the search warrant.

♪♪♪

12y50.

Mister carbeau and
friends have just shown up.

- That's a Roger.
- I like the way you said that.

It's very authoritative
and right to the point,

there's definitely a future
in this business for you.

[Rings doorbell]

That's astro.

12y50.

Here comes Mr. Astro.

We got it.

♪♪♪

[Door closes]

Hey, just sit tight.

I want to see if he scores before
we serve the warrant on carbeau.

We'll tail astro away from
here before we take him.

-Hello, Bob.
-Hi, Pete.

-How're you doin'?
-Fine.

Probably won't be long now.

- Good. Lady's getting a little restless.
- She doesn't bite, does she?

Only the bad guys.

- How does she know the difference?
- That's one of the problems.

♪♪♪

[Siren wailing]

[Tires screech]

♪♪♪

-Let's go.
-C'mon get out!

Out! Out!

Hey, man, what did I do?

Get your legs back.

Stay against the car!

Hey, bill.

Give me your left hand.

William!

-Hey, what's that?
-Jellybeans.

Take him back to the office.
No phone calls till we get there.

Let's go see if we can
turn this thing into a parlay.

Here you go, dick.

-It's off.
-Oh.

I don't think he
did it on purpose.

Twenty bucks too much.

Well, maybe next time
we'll give him a discount.

-[Knock on door]
-Carbeau! Police officers!

We have a search
warrant! Open it up!

One moment, please, officer,
one minute. I'll be right there.

[Knocking continues]

Do you want to open it up
or do you want us to kick it in?

Just a minute, officer.

[Knocking continues]

Mister carbeau, I'm sergeant
crowley of the police department.

Larry, you want to open
the back door, let 'em in.

Mr. Carbeau, you might want to take a look
at this, it's your copy of the warrant.

It says that we think
you're a bad boy.

And it gives us the
right to find out for sure.

We'll take a look
at the warehouse.

I don't understand this at all.

You will, Mr. Carbeau.

It's a nice place you got here.

What's that for?

Oh, her name's
ginger. She does tricks.

[Dog sniffing, panting]

♪♪♪

Sergeant Anderson, would
you like to do the honors?

I'm on.

Be careful now.
That's worth a lot!

That's beautiful.
Really, beautiful.

Hey, what I said before, I...

Oh, I'm terribly sorry!

I suppose all these
others are worth a lot too?

I don't know anything about
that. And that's all I got to say.

Well, maybe you'll think of something
else to say once we get you downtown.

I won't be downtown long
enough to talk to anybody.

- Now if you don't mind. I want to call my attorney...
- We do mind.

- And have him start writing a writ.
- We do mind.

You can call him after
you've been booked.

♪♪♪

-Poppa.
-Hi, baby

this is Mr. Rosen.
My daughter, Angela.

-Hello.
-I heard the radio.

Yeah, I guess it'll be all over the
papers too. Be great for my business.

-What happened?
-They arrested me.

Mr. Rosen bailed me out.

-They said it was heroin?
-I guess it was.

I couldn't tell heroin
from baking soda.

What happened, Angela,

I ordered a bunch of little
statues from Hong Kong.

You know, the Buddha's?

Somebody over there
stuffed 'em with dope.

I guess the idea was
that somebody at this end,

well, he either buys them
or steals them from me.

It happens fairly often.

They pick out a businessman who's above reproach,
make him sort of a transmission station.

You were just
caught in the middle?

Lucky Pierre.

Hey, you look like you
had some doubts about it.

I just didn't know.

It'll all be straightened
out, I promise you.

- How about a drink, do you want a drink?
- Scotch and soda would be fine.

Would you please, baby?
Just a ginger ale for me, okay?

Hey, you still do believe
in your father, don't you?

Sure.

A beautiful girl, huh?

And very trusting.

That's because I'm a
damn good father to her.

You know, you ought to try
that with your own kid, rosen.

I'd quit yellin' at him, take him to
ball games, let him know you love him.

Let's talk about your
problems, Joseph.

-They may be greater than mine.
-Tell me.

The search warrant was flawless.

The arrest procedure
was quite legal.

Don't worry about it.

Don't worry about it? I'm
supposed to defend you!

Then have your
drink and go home.

Look, you're a reputable lawyer.

The kind of defense
I'm going to have,

I don't think you should
know about it until it happens.

This is just small potatoes.

This "case". Don't
even get involved.

In fact, when we get to court,
just send me one of your assistants.

[Sighs]

Yeah, okay, Lou.

Yes, sir, with bells on.

Carbeau preliminary is set for
tomorrow afternoon at two o'clock.

-Division thirty.
-Okay.

Hey, I was supposed to
have the afternoon off, buddy.

Why, don't you like it here?

What would you do
with all that free time?

Harriet and I were supposed
to go to the art museum.

Some people have
families, you know?

Yeah, well, I've got a late
lunch tomorrow with the skipper.

- Somebody's gonna have to pick up the evidence.
- I'll get it.

Whose turn is it to buy a round?

-Crowley.
-Right.

-That's right.
-You sure?

Yeah.

Well, you won't have
to include me, sergeant.

Yeah. You're lucky.

-Where you goin'?
-I gotta go meet someone.

Judging by that quick
exit. I'd say it was a lady.

She wouldn't happen to be
a police person, would she?

-No way.
-I beg your pardon.

No.

No, she's someone I
met at the university.

-See ya.
-Okay.

-Bye, Larry.
-Bye.

I like him.

I wish we could get
him permanently.

Hey, Marge, honey?

Would you bring us three more,
please, and whatever she's drinking.

Why is it that when I'm drinking
orange juice, you're so willing to buy?

I never mind buying
for you, sweetheart.

It's these other two
free loaded I object to.

-Free?
-And I'm not loaded.

Anyway you don't have to worry
about me. I've got a date too.

-A date?
-Yeah.

Anybody we know?

No, but I thought
I'd bring him by

around one or two o'clock in the
morning and let you all approve of him.

Do you mind?

-Yes, we do.
-I was just wondering.

Thank you very much,
I'll see you all in heaven.

Should we have a drink?

-You behave yourself.
-Have a good evening.

-Bye-bye.
-Be careful.

Good night, sweet dream.

♪♪♪

[Engine revving]

Thanks.

♪♪♪

[Cars honking]

All right!

-Hey, what's wrong?
-Get away from this!

Stay away!

-Where does it hurt?
-It's my leg!

Oh, dear god, my leg!

All right, I'm a police officer,
I'm gonna call an ambulance.

Don' t move! Just
stay right there!

Excuse me, please, please.

I'm requesting assis...

♪♪♪

Two years we've been
trying to nail carbeau, right?

Two years of work
right down the drain.

Twelve pounds of heroin gone!

Because you were
stupid enough to...

-Okay, bill, take it easy -i said
stupid... of all the idiotic, ridiculous!

All right, it was
an instinctive thing.

-I just...
-this woman you hit.

You know that she
was a part of it, right?

-I think I do now.
-Oh, good!

You get her name?

- Bronson, Jane Bronson.
- Where'd they take her?

- County general.
- Did you hear that? Get on down there.

Find her if you can,
talk to her, sweat her.

I don't care how much
you have to sweat her.

You get back to the
office and fill out a report.

And I want every last
detail. You got that?

What about the hearing?
It's going to start any minute.

Just what hearing is that?

♪♪♪

And under the
circumstances, your honor,

the people are
unable to proceed.

We hope to recover
the evidence, but...

But it would hardly matter.

The evidence would
be inadmissible.

The chain of continuity
has been broken.

Yes, sir, i-I am aware of that.

Would you like to move
for dismissal, Mr. Green?

Yes, your honor. I...

I reluctantly make a
motion for dismissal.

The charges against the
defendants are dismissed.

It's not the way I wanted it.
I had a right to be cleared.

That's that!

I'll have been drop me off.

I'll see you back at the office.

Sure.

Always room for another
pretty lady, sergeant.

-Thank you.
-Oh, by the way, sergeant,

my attorneys are suing the
department for the value of the statuettes.

For the entire value?

♪♪♪

[Car engine starts]

♪♪♪

Yeah, thank you.

Yeah, it's registered
to Angela carbeau.

And you're sure it
was Larry in the car?

Absolutely positive.

Now, he claims he
never heard of carbeau.

And yet he knows his daughter.

He volunteered to bring
the evidence to court.

Yeah.

And he leaves the
evidence on the front seat,

instead of putting
it in the trunk.

Of course, I have
done the same thing.

And he left the car.

[Telephone ringing indistinctly]

Well, we have enough, if you
want to take it to internal affairs.

Do you want to?

I'd rather not.

Neither do I. Not yet.

Even if they clear him,
some of the mud will stick.

-I'd rather we handle it ourselves.
-Yeah.

What'd you find out?

Well, she was at county general.

-But she's not now, right?
-Right.

They stuck her in a room, and told
her to wait about five, ten minutes,

and then they'd take
her down to X-ray.

And when they got back.

-Oh, no!
-What about the address.

What was that, a vacant lot?

Better than that. The y.O.C.A.

Shit!

Okay, pep, I want you to get
out and start beatin' the bushes.

See, if you can find out what's between
Larry and Angela. Okay? I mean, if anything.

Right.

What's the matter,
don't you want to?

I didn't say that.

Well, you seem
a little reticent.

-No, I said I would.
-Well, good.

Hey, Joe, Pete.

In a little while barba's
gonna come back here

and give me his report on what
happened. And I'm gonna read it.

Then I'm gonna give him the rest of the
day off, he's had a traumatic experience.

- Yeah, I guess he has.
- What I want you to do is check out a different car.

Not that anything's
gonna come of it

but when he leaves here, I
want you on his tail. Okay?

- You think maybe...
- I don't think anything, Joe.

I just said I'm checking
all possibilities. All right?

Yeah, okay.

Hey, man, 'bout time.

It's real spooky around here.

-Real spooky.
-Yeah, I bet.

-Still sealed!
-Thank you.

Man, I'm glad
to get rid of that!

Temptation was gettin' too much!

I'd get behind that.

- We did a real nice job for you, huh?
- Yeah.

You know, I been thinking.

About the money,
we talked about?

Well, gettin' bailed out, you
know, that's gonna cost me a lot.

And I'm probably gonna have to spend six
or eight months in the slammer, you know?

You want some more money?

I figure maybe an extra grand?

I mean, if it's okay
with Mr. Carbeau.

Yeah. As a matter of fact,
Mr. Carbeau said to give you a bonus.

He did?

Wait! Wait! Wait!

Hey, bill.

So far he's gone to a dry
cleaners and a super-market.

And he's on his way again, now.

Well, it's not exactly
what I'd call suspicious

but you'd better
stay with him, Joe.

I'll tell ya, he's a
pretty smart guy.

That's about what I'd do,

if I was trying to throw
somebody off the track.

Hey, what about a relief, buddy?

Yeah, I just dispatched
a car out there.

When they get there,
you guys go home.

Hey, Joe, listen, these
guys are from homicide.

They're stretched
pretty thin over there.

Means, you and Pete are gonna have to
be on the job first thing in the morning.

And barbar's, a
pretty early riser.

Thanks a lot.

Hey, bill, well, so
far all he's bought

is what any good
house-wife would buy.

What does he want
with pantyhose?

Seriously, bill, it doesn't
look too promising. I tell you.

-Barba Lawrence?
-That's it.

Let's see, he took two classes

in the spring
semester last year.

Sociology 1A and
psychology 1 32.

Do you want his
grades, sergeant?

-No, thank you.
-He got an a in sociology.

-Oh, good.
-Does he work in the ghetto?

-No. -Because I think all cops,

I mean, police officers that work in the
ghetto, they should take sociology courses.

That's how they
learn about people.

I'll pass it along.

Do you have a list of all the other
students that were in those classes?

-Mm-hm. Anyone in particular?
-Yes.

C-a-r-b-e-a-u. Angela carbeau.

Bill?

I hate to tell you this, but he
just went in carbeau's house.

Thanks, Pete.

Barba just went
into carbeau's house.

♪♪♪

Hello.

-Oh, hi.
-I just want to say good night.

I was just going to
come inside to talk to you.

To ask you to forgive me.

Let's see. You
don't look pregnant.

You didn't wreck your
car. What'd you do?

Well, I thought that
maybe you were guilty.

Even after they threw it
out of court, I wasn't sure.

I mean, really sure.

Now I am.

Why? I mean, why not
yesterday? Or tomorrow? Why now?

Oh, I've just been
standing out here thinking.

And a few minutes ago, I
decided you couldn't have done it.

- Because I'm such a nice guy?
- Well, I wouldn't go that far.

Anyway, now I feel ashamed
that I had any doubts at all.

-You know, I...
-No, no.

I think about my friends,
the troubles they have.

Their kids run
around all the time,

they sleep around,
they don't listen,

they treat their
parents with contempt!

But not you. Not you.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

You almost went off the deep-end
once, a year ago, but it turned out okay.

You're the most wonderful
daughter a man ever had.

And I thank god for you.

Good night.

[Footstep receding]

Jeff, she's not
comin' home tonight.

-Sure she's not comin' home?
-No.

Not for a couple of hours.

She went out with Dave.

And they were gonna break up,
and so Dave thought that they...

Okay, okay! You've
made your point.

I thought you said she
wasn't coming back?

Well, I didn't
think that she was.

-Judy Lawson?
-Yeah.

I'm from the police
department, I'd like to talk to you.

- Hey, look, we were just...
- We were just studying.

-Is it alright if I come in?
-Sure.

Listen, Judy, I'll
see ya later, huh?

What did you want?

It's about Angela carbeau.

- Is she okay?
- She's fine. You were roommates?

Yeah, until she quit school and
went back to live with her father.

-Could we sit down?
-Mm-hm.

Tell me something. Were
you very close friends?

Yes.

What did you want
to know about Angela?

I want to know...

We got the goods, Mr. Carbeau.

And the bonus has been paid.

-No problems?
-No, sir.

Stuff's in the warehouse.
Behind the grill.

Bring it back here.

- Here?
- Somebody might break into the warehouse.

Somebody who knows
how we make a living.

Well, isn't that kind of risky?

- I mean, keeping it right here in the house?
- Safest place there is.

The cops have been burned once, and they
don't have enough to get another warrant.

When you want it?

Bring it back tonight.
Stash it in the garage.

Bring me, oh,
maybe half a pound.

You got a buyer tonight?

Not exactly.

I got a seller.

Okay.

We've got everything
except proof.

Carbeau had astro
set up the heist

and this is where
the junk was returned.

He had it in the
trunk, well, well, well.

And carbeau's boys had him
killed to keep him quiet, huh?

It's an effective way to
shut a man up, isn't it?

Really.

You know, when I was a kid.
I used to work in the oil fields.

-Let's go.
-I didn't know that, bill.

Hey, Ben, if you find
anything hard. Holler.

As of now, Larry, nobody
outside our unit knows.

I hope you can clear this up.

That way, nobody
else will ever know.

Go ahead.

Okay. What about Angela carbeau?

You used to go out with her.

You even talked
about getting married.

Yeah we went
together for a while.

How did it break up?

Or did it?

Her father convinced her a
cop wasn't good enough for her.

Didn't make enough money.

I guess he was right
about the second part.

Anyway, she's... she's an
only child, they're very close.

When he talks, she listens.

I thought you said you
didn't know carbeau?

Sergeant, I didn't know him before
we made the bust. I never saw him.

I don't think he even
knew my last name.

Look, Angela and I, we'd,

well, we'd go somewhere,
my apartment usually.

I think she's still got the key.

You stopped seeing her?

Eight or nine months ago.

But you were in her car the
afternoon before the hearing.

She heard that I was
one of the arresting officers

- and she wanted to know what was goin' on.
- What'd you tell her?

I- I was non-committal.
I didn't want to hurt her.

I- I thought the courts
could handle it better.

Have you seen her since?

No.

Then it must have been
carbeau you went to see.

Because you were at
their house yesterday.

You really did a job on me, huh?

We had to, Larry.

Okay, let's talk
about the heroin.

[Telephone buzzes]

Yeah, crowley. Yeah, he's here.

Well, then, I guess
you better send them in.

Couple of guys
from internal affairs.

They want to have
a talk with you.

I thought you said
you didn't tell anybody.

I didn't.

No, neither did I.

[Knocking on door]

Come in.

Sergeants thaler and Rodriguez.

Pepper.

- I think you know your constitutional rights.
- I've got 'em memorized.

Narc who works out on the West
Side, he got a phone call last night.

Anonymous, that
goes without saying

but the caller said that you
tried to sell him some heroin.

He what?

Could have been a psycho,
somebody with a grudge, anybody.

But we've got to check it out.

Now, we'd like permission to
search your car and your apartment.

Be my guest.

There it is.

[Metal plate thuds]

♪♪♪

Here's what we've
been looking for.

He was gone before I got there.

He just turned in his
badge and took off.

Well, I'll call him tonight and
apologize for suspecting him.

Then you know it
was a frame too?

Sure, it was a frame!

Think he'd be stupid enough
to leave the stuff in his car?

And then practically beg
two cops to go search it?

The guy was telling
the truth all the way.

- And carbeau planted the heroin to get Larry off his back.
- You got it.

Why didn't the chief get it?

He probably did.
What's he gonna do?

He had no other choice.
He had to suspend him.

What if the investigation doesn't
clear him? It's possible, you know.

Yeah. I know.

Pep?

Pep, what are we gonna do?
We got no leads, no nothin'.

One lead...

It might, just might
open a pandora's box.

Angela.

Hello.

Carbeau?

Larry barba...

I just want to let you know
I'm not a cop anymore.

You took care of that. So
now I can play by your rules.

And, mister, that's
exactly what 'intend to do!

What?

Hello, hello, wait a
minute, look, I didn't.

Hello?

Barba! He's been suspended.

Serves him right.

Cops should know
better than to sell dope.

I think I made a mistake.

What, about barba?

He wasn't a threat before.

Just a... a nuisance.

I mean, now he's gone crazy, he
doesn't have a rule book in his pocket,

there's no tellin'
what he might do.

He might even
come gunning for me.

And you want
us to get him first.

Don't tell me the details till
it's all over. And don't blow it.

Right now, I'm going home.

Woman: Jack Masterson,
please, report to third floor e.

Alright, Jack, Wednesday night

but, please, casual, I'm not
in the mood for dressing up.

Okay, see you, bye.

Miss carbeau?

Yes, sergeant.

-You're a little early.
-Yes, I am.

What did you want
to see me about?

Is there someplace
we could talk?

Dr. Franklin.

Have you heard from
Larry in the last few hours?

- Dr. Franklin.
-You know about Larry.

No. I haven't heard from him.

He's been suspended.

-He may face criminal charges.
-For what?

They found a half a
pound of heroin in his car.

Oh, no, Larry
would never do that!

He didn't. The
heroin was planted.

And you think my father did it.

I don't believe you!

Miss carbeau...

Your father's been
very, very good to you.

What else do you know about him?

Oh, let's see.

He stands about
six-two, weighs about 185.

About his past.

Go on.

He came out here about 12 years
ago from Newark, New Jersey.

-I know that much.
-That was right

after a senate hearing
on organized crime.

It forced him to close
his bookmaking operation.

-Dr. Holler?
-That's not true.

Angela...

Ever since your
father was a young kid,

he's been involved
in mob activities.

Five arrests, one conviction.

Suspended sentence.

Why are you telling me this?

I don't want to.

I know you care very very
much about your father.

But we care about Larry too.

And I think you do.

Alright, so my father was...

My father did some
things he shouldn't have!

But that was a long time
ago, you said that yourself!

He was involved in
bookmaking out here.

Bookmaking? Is that the worst...

Four years ago, he set
up the import company.

Now, he made a lot of trips.

Some of them were
perfectly legitimate.

Two years ago, he
went to Hong Kong.

And that's where he
made his connection.

We have names, dates, places.

We know the people he was
dealing with there and here.

Then we got the real
evidence 12 pounds of heroin.

Your father had it set up so it would
be stolen just before the hearing.

And to protect himself,

he planted some
of it in Larry's car.

Now, Angela, if
Larry's career is ruined

and he goes to prison,

it will be your father
who put him there.

-I'm sorry.
-Don't touch me!

Don't you dare touch me!

Papa I trusted you,
and you lied to me!

Okay, I bring the
stuff in and I sell it.

It's dirty money, but it's just
as good as the other kind.

And besides, if I didn't do
it, somebody else would.

I don't care about
somebody else!

Baby, look, would you listen to
me! Will you give me that much!

Since the day your mother
died, the happiest day in my life,

that was the day I opened
the business! You believe that?

That was the first time
ever, the first time ever,

I was straight, I
was respectable!

Couple of years later,
everything went bust.

Everything I had. No,
no, that's not important.

Everything I got for you,
everything that I wanted for you,

they were gonna take it away!

-You did this all for me.
-For who else?

Your mother's gone, I
don't have a mistress!

I... I don't gamble.

Oh, baby, I see you
dressed like a Princess

driving that fancy car.

Going to the tennis club,
taking trips to Europe!

The daughter of a
slum kid from Newark!

For who else?

Papa, I'm leaving.

What are you... where
are you gonna go?

Back to Larry, before you
destroy him completely.

-Larry who?
-I think you know the name.

-Larry barba.
-Larry barba?

I'll be back for my
things later. Goodbye.

Angela, wait a
minute! Wait a minute!

Listen, listen, you're about one
step away from jail, my friend.

You dig what I'm sayin'.

Alright, now what I want is
the street talk on a heroin rip-off.

That's right.

Any large amounts of
heroin hits the streets,

I want to know about
it right away, right?

You're sick?

You're breakin' my heart.

I want you to
get out of that crib

and get out on the
streets, you understand?

And I'll expect a
call within an hour.

So he planted maybe
half a pound in Larry's car.

Where's the rest of it?

- Well, it ain't out on the street 'cause we'd have heard.
- At his warehouse?

You think he's gonna
be that foolish again?

I don't know. You think
he'd keep it at his own home?

Well, that's a possibility.

In fact, that's a probability.

He'd want to keep
it close by. Sure.

It's no good though, pep. We don't have
enough probable cause for another warrant.

What if we asked for
a permissive search?

- Not a chance.
- But if he thought we might get the warrant,

there's a chance he might panic.

And move the stuff.

While under surveillance.
What do you think?

I like it.

-Let's try.
-Why not?

[Door opens, closes]

It's all been taken care of.

You mean barba is dead?

No. But he soon will be.

We got into his apartment

and we put a bomb
in the refrigerator.

Refrigerator. Come on!

-What's wrong?
-Come on!

What's goin' on?

♪♪♪

What the hell!

- What the hell are you...
- The other cop barba!

- We got to get to his place! There's a bomb!
- How do you know that!

They put it there!

My daughter's
gone there! Please!

Okay, get in! Joe, Pete.
Stay here with these guys.

We'll radio for a
black-and-white.

Come on. Spread 'em!

Get your hands on the
trunk! Spread your legs out!

-Now, wait a minute!
-Get 'em up!

Man, he ain't gonna
stick us with this.

I'll make one hell
of a statement!

We ain't gonna be the fall guys!

♪♪♪

Harris?

-Who was it?
-A girl, 19.

She was the only one in the
apartment, carbeau was her name.

It was on her driver's license.

Angela carbeau.

♪♪♪

Hey, Harris.

-What happened?
-It was a bomb.

-It was meant for you.
-No.

I'm sorry.

♪♪♪

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