All language subtitles for NYPD Blue (1993) - S06E11 - Big Bang Theory (1080p HULU WEB-DL x265 LION)

Are you gonna switch the carburetor back
after you pass emissions?

- Wasn’t planning on it.
- I’d plan on it if I was you.

You got a serious deficiency
in horsepower.

How do you know?

A car should run at least as powerful
as the automakers intended.

- Minimum.
- Joey, if I check the odometer,

is it gonna read 85,362?

Could be eight instead of two,
the last number.

So, me askin' you don't drive it
till we're totally road-worthy was what,

- just breeze in your face?
- I drive a bus, okay?

I needed to feel something
with a little punch.

I'll give you a little punch.

I know about you cops
and your street justice.

You're still driving her up to Camp Smith
this weekend, right?

Maybe.

- What they got you doin'?
- I gotta run an M-16 range

for MPs trying to qualify.

- You?
- Oil changes on 40 Humvees.

Come on, Joey, you got work.

What's the big deal?
One good piss, and I’m fine.

You know, you're not gonna
be such a smart-ass

if your dispatcher makes you drunk
and you lose your job.

I've been gettin' this guy every day
for a while.

He gets on at Amsterdam and 95th.
He stands in the middle of the aisle.

Twice now, some lady has slapped him.

This last time,
I ask if anything is wrong.

She says this guy just groped her.

He goes, "The bus lurched."

And he bumped into her.

Well, I know a guy in Transit Division.
You want me to talk to him?

If anybody's gonna
handle that perv, it's me.

Okay, Danny?

Okay, Mr. Law Enforcement?

Joey, you go get yourself
a couple of slices and a cup of coffee

before you go to work.

I'm serious, Joey.

There's gonna be no fixin' this car
tomorrow morning.

There's gonna be no drivin' it up there.
There's gonna be no fun, period.

I'm off to Lenny's Pizza
To get my two slices

And the coffee we both know he makes
The night before

And won't throw out, the cheap bastard!

Same time tomorrow morning?

Yeah, 5:00 a.m.

I'll bring you my pizza crusts for proof.

Unchain these girls before you go. Please.

We're off the elevator now.

- That's what that ding was about.
- I have nothing to contribute.

- If we could Just get your name?
- Doris Steinman.

- I'm, uh, 37 years of age.
- DOA is female. Esther Earle. Lived in 4A.

That lady found her.

I take the elevator to the first floor
every morning,

- and then I run up the stairs to my floor.
- You live In apartment 12A?

- Morning.
- Yeah, morning.

- Hey, Greg.
- I'm on floor 12. Correct.

- Yeah.
- The, uh, stairs is the aerobic component

of my exercise regime.

- Choked and beaten.
- And she was wrapped up and dumped here.

I guess, we ought to check her apartment.

Behind you.

That and a strong cup of coffee
every morning,

you'd hit the floor runnin'.

What are you doin'?

Catchin' my breath.

Can I talk to you about somethin'?

I'm not so sure
I ain't got half a situation brewin' up

- with a friend of mine from the service.
- What type situation?

I'm worried for him, you know?

- For his emotional well-being.
- What's he doin'?

He's got anger and difficulty adjusting.
It's hard for him to deal with.

And bein' the good guy he is,
he laughs it off,

he tries makin' a joke about everything.

- But I can tell it's sneakin' in on him.
- You ever seen him lose his temper?

Upset, when we saw some sad things
in service,

but I've never seen him blow.

We got reserve duty this weekend.

I'm gonna have a good talk with Joey.

That's good advice, Andy.

Any reason to like the woman
who found the DOA?

Nah. She found her 'cause she runs
the stairs inside the building

- 6:15 every morning.
- What'd the neighbors say?

They didn't see the DOA around much.

From now on, they ain't gonna
be seein' her around at all.

And as far as that goes,
she was on restricted income.

Her husband was killed a couple
of years ago by a gypsy cab driver.

Yeah, he let his life insurance lapse.

So, we'll do follow-up calls
on the not-at-homes?

I don't know. There's a lot of other
live leads to pursue.

Crime scene's processing
the DOA's apartment.

We'll go check
how they're doin' with that?

Why'd they close the door?

You wanna get a subpoena
from the DA's office

- for the DOA's phone?
- Yeah.

There's that fright wig
from the crime scene.

Has something for the young detective.

Oh, the young detective.

The handsome, young detective
with the short hair.

- I'm Detective Sorenson.
- Oh.

Doris Steinman.

My colleagues said
you've got information for me.

Could we talk somewhere sequestered?

Sure.

Thank you for talking to me privately.

Thank you.

- You have lovely manners.
- Thank you.

Certain matters I'm more comfortable
addressing with a young man like yourself,

still connected to his bodily needs
and desires,

which perhaps an older man
like your partner isn't.

All right, Mrs. Steinman.

Why don't you tell me what you need to?

There's a tenant in 3B...

who's been attending to the needs
and desires

of some of the women in the building.

When he satisfies these women's needs
and desires,

does he charge them money?

Yes. But that doesn't keep him
from seeing you as a person.

What's this tenant's name?

- Raul.
- Raul...

Raul Montez of 3B.

Do you think Raul may have been involved
in the death of Mrs. Earle?

- Was he servicing her, do you know?
- Well, what Raul told me recently...

...he... he told me
he was only servicing me.

But after a conversation I had
with Claudia Filmet, in 4F,

I have reason to doubt his veracity.

So, if you were to ask me
to guess this morning...

I'd bet he was sticking it
to every woman in the building.

And he very well may be your killer.

So, you gonna arrest him?

Um, it's a good lead, Mrs. Steinman,
but it's a little preliminary for that.

Well, if you do arrest him...

you make sure...

that you give him a good beating
before you bring him in.

You wanna hear something frightening?

When I was drinkin', many evenings
I’d have thrown a hump into her.

She says a gigolo was living
in the building.

Might've been banging the DOA.

Says he was banging
the building's whole female population.

- It's a big building.
- Three-B. Raul Montez.

Fifteenth squad.

So, you're an asshole.
What are you tellin' me for?

Oh, you're a gropist, too?
What is that, a farmer's group?

You got somethin' else for me?

- Perv?
- Second thoughts. Confessin' his sins.

No answer in 3B when they canvassed.

Maybe, uh, run this gigolo through BCI?

Yeah, yeah, let me find out Raul's story.

Fifteenth squad.

Oh, yeah?
You're his aide and spiritual advisor?

Hey, these calls are recorded,
and they can be traced, all right?

You follow me?

No, I don't even wanna think
what stupid-ass stunt you pulled

put you issuin' that sick twitch orders,

but you better get the hell
off the telephone and beat feet.

Put some distance between you and him
immediately.

'Cause the both of you are both assholes,
all right, pal?

And you're a bigger one,
'cause you ought to know better,

and you're the one who's gonna get jammed.

- Jerk's playin' foul games.
- Well, you gave him a thorough talkin'-to.

Yeah, it makes us waste our time.

You wanna contact BCI?

Yeah. Yeah, I would.

You know what, Andy?
Would you mind doin' it?

No.

Yeah, 'cause I wanna...

I'm gonna take some lost time, you know?

I was gonna say
I wanna walk around the block

and clear my head,

but let me just go ahead
and take a couple hours of lost time.

Yeah, let me go tell the boss that...

how specific does he want you
on your reasons?

We're workin' a murder.

He probably don't want you leavin'
off a head cold.

- Andy, believe me...
- Maybe explain to him

your anti-crank call counseling
needs personal follow-up.

Say you got an urgent situation.

He don't make you give chapter and verse.

Yeah? Good.

Yeah?

Boss, I got a situation
I need lost time for.

An urgent situation.

- Anything I can do?
- It should just be a couple hours.

- Andy's got your work?
- Yeah.

This won't be a habit.
It's just an urgent thing came up suddenly

that I got some concern about.

Hold on a second.

- Don't get over your head.
- No.

- You hear me?
- Yeah, I understand.

NYPD! What happened, Joey?
Where's the guy?

The gropist tribunal sentenced Passenger X

to do an emissions test on our car,
and he passed us with flying colors.

You grabbed him off your bus,
and you brought him here?

He had exited my bus
following another episode of grab-ass.

Then I brought him here
to do the emissions test.

- What happens to your bus?
- Passenger X and I take a cab.

What happens to your bus, Joey,
while you're bringin' him over here?

My bus is at the curb, parked safely.

With the passengers inside
wonderin' what the hell is goin' on?

There's always another bus.

- What's in your pocket, Joey?
- That... would be a weapon.

Formerly in Passenger X's possession.

- Give it to me.
- No.

Joey, can we eliminate
one of the jackpots you got workin'?

If this idiot you let go
brings the cops through the door,

- I don't want you holdin' a gun.
- He's not bringin' the cops back.

What, the gun's illegal?
He don't want the cops involved?

- Danny...
- What?

Step to the rear of the vehicle, please.

Open the trunk, Officer.

Here is Passenger X.
Where he's overcome himself with remorse,

and trussed himself
like an ugly gropist pig.

What is the matter with you?

Give me the damn gun, Joey!

No! 'Cause I gotta use it
as a starter's pistol,

'cause I'm about ready
to blow my head off,

- and I need the gun to make the plan work.
- All right. Stop.

Stop. Don't do nothin'.

And I'm not gonna do nothin'.
All right, Joey?

All right?

All right. Relax.

I'm not gonna do nothin' yet.

Now, you, Passenger X,
talk amongst yourself.

- You know where this kid is?
- You said he took lost time.

Yeah.

Where do you think he is?

Involved in some quagmire
with an idiot friend he's got.

Raul Montez.

Raul, I'm Detective Sipowicz.
I didn't realize you were coming by.

A woman where I work out said
that you were looking to, uh, talk to me?

- Who was that?
- Doris Steinman.

Come on, let's talk in here.

Hey. Eyes front
before you fracture your skull.

You, sit down over there.

Mrs. Steinman told you
about your neighbor gettin' murdered?

Mrs. Earle.

She says you were talking to everyone
in the building.

Did you know Mrs. Earle?

- Casually.
- Casually, like to say hello to?

- Right.
- What about Mrs. Steinman?

- The same. A little better.
- But you'd still put her under casual.

I mean... yeah.

Hmm. Mrs. Steinman says
you were bangin' her silly.

That's exactly why I came.

She had this wacky look on her face.
Came up to me on the treadmill.

"The police are gonna wanna talk to you,
Raul."

This Mrs. Steinman harbors a grievance
towards you?

Oh, man. The green-eyed monster.
You know what that means?

Raul, did you ever put your love wand

- into Mrs. Earle who wound up dead?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I don't count that a crime.

But I’d also like to make sure
you didn't croak her.

And you bein' candid goes a ways
toward reassuring me.

Okay.

- Let me be honest with you.
- Please.

I did have sex with women
in that building.

- Including Mrs. Earle?
- Never.

On what basis
didn't you have sex with her?

- What do you mean?
- Why'd she get excluded?

Mrs. Steinman says
you banged every woman in the building.

Detective...

that's a big building.
You've been in that building, right?

Yeah, it's good-sized.

It's not realistic.

So, you're sayin' Mrs. Earle was among
a lot of women

that you didn't have relations with.

There's ten women in that building
I had relations with. It's a lot.

I got it.

That's the whole story.

And you come in here to tell me that.

'Cause I had a sneaking idea
that that bitch would put me wrong.

- Raul, thank you very much.
- Hey, believe me.

Detective. Do you like cocktail nuts?

Yeah, I’ll have an occasional nut.

This is for you and your entire force.

Eh?

Raul, thank you from my force
for these nuts.

Oh. What did Raul Have?

That's who that battle-ax
told Sorenson about.

- The Casanova?
- Said he definitely didn't bang the DOA.

Came in to volunteer that.

You gotta wonder, "Is that a guilty mind?"

Although, she went to break
his shoes at the gym.

That battle-ax Mrs. Steinman said
that we'd be wantin' to talk to him.

- So, he might've come in off that.
- Huh. What's the package?

He give me a cocktail peanut assortment
for the squad.

Um, I'm looking for Detective Russell.

- I'm Diane Russell.
- I'm Iris Montez.

- You left this under my door.
- Right. Thanks for coming in.

This is, uh, my partner Jill Kirkendall.

- How do you do?
- Why don't we talk in the coffee room?

- All right.
- Uh, was anyone leaving,

- Iris, when you were coming up?
- Uh, no. I didn't see anyone.

You know what Sorenson's lost time
is about?

No.

When you left the card,
I knew you wanted to speak.

When we were in your building
this morning,

where were you?

I must've been out somewhere.

- Right.
- I... I was seeing my mother.

- Oh. Where does she live?
- The Bronx.

You went to see her early.

I didn't see any strange comings
or goings.

Several neighbors,
I know you asked them that.

No strange men around the building?

No.

- How well did you know Mrs. Earle?
- To say hello in the laundry room.

Do you know if your husband
knew Mrs. Earle?

He's very busy with his nut business.

Selling retail variety assortments.

In terms of why we haven't been able
to get in touch with him?

How he might've known her.

He was active in the building,
selling his nuts.

Oh.

But you don't know for certain
one way or another

if your husband and Mrs. Earle
were acquainted?

No, not for certain if Raul knew her.

Well, um, thanks for being
so cooperative, Mrs. Montez.

And I don't know why I get this feeling,

but if you were in your apartment
when we were in the building earlier,

and you were afraid to talk with us,
don't be embarrassed about that.

Some people are afraid
to have to do with the police.

Oh, one reason or another, uh,

some people take a little while
coming forward with what they know.

And we never hold that against them
as long as they weren't involved.

Okay. Thank you

Mm-hmm.

- Okay, Iris.
- Okay.

Mm-hmm.

Now, the only thing I can think of

is he was using the downstairs john
when she was walking in.

That's exactly the scenario.
He's pissin' in the downstairs lavatory

while she's makin' her way in,
and their paths never cross.

Unless they're runnin' somethin'
and they're in complete collusion.

He'd be the one running it.

- Yeah, she's scared to death.
- If he's runnin' it,

he'd be a moron walkin' her in
as he's leavin'

- and not makin' nothin' out of it.
- Well, if they came in separate,

her being that afraid
means she thinks he's involved.

Fifteenth squad.

Yeah. Yeah, what can I do for ya?

I'll tell ya, I’m surprised as hell
to hear that.

That's a turn of events
that would be totally out of left field

as long as you never had a brain
in your head to expect it.

All right. Where would you be presently?

All right. Let me take a ride over there.
Yeah.

Thanks.

Yeah. I'll be arriving
as a private citizen. Mm-hmm.

Would you please get out of the car?

I'm comfortable in the vehicle,
and I believe Passenger X

is comfortable with me in here,
isn't that right?

Oh, now, that's a nasty, nasty look.

You better turn that frown upside down,
or you know what's gonna happen?

It could be visor time.

Passenger X is angry. He feels put-upon

because he was engaged
in such constructive activity

before I interrupted his day...

executing fake lurches
in the middle of the aisle of my bus

so he could slap the left and right tits
of working women.

And you know something, Danny?

Until I adorn my brain matter
outside my skull,

I have every expectation

that I will spend
the rest of my working life

taking orders from a dildo like him,
or some bozo-nosed cousin,

or some asshole acquaintance of his!

Joey, there's nothing here
that cannot be fixed.

This can't be fixed!

Well, maybe if it wasn't drenched
with so much alcohol.

Drenching was good for it.
Drenching kept it green.

- Andy?
- Yeah.

This is my partner, Joey.
This is my partner.

Admit him.

- Hi, Andy.
- Yeah, hi.

This is my buddy Joey.

- Joe Dwyer.
- Let's not be throwing around

a lot of last names.

Come here.

Is this gonna be something
that the whole class can appreciate?

Do you think this is funny, huh?

- You think we're down here playing games?
- Joey's upset.

Yeah. Joey that you were telling me
was stand-up,

and in the middle of things with you
overseas.

How I always thought about it, pal,
if I was lookin' to hurt myself,

it wouldn't be puttin' my friends
losin' their jobs while I did it.

But maybe you got different ideas
about how to treat your buddies.

I'm not lookin' to put Danny in trouble.

Oh, oh, you're one of those kind of mutts.
"Oh, what happened?

"What happened that I didn't mean
to take place?"

Believe me, Andy, Joey's a right guy.

Yeah. Yeah, taping this guy up
like a mafia hit man

- and carrying on like that exercise fruit.
- Who?

That exercise fruit with the curly hair
and the sleeveless T-shirts,

gets all emotional about everything,
"Oh, she lost 80 pounds, boo-hoo-hoo."

You want to try straightenin' things out
or not?

What have you got in mind?

Let's figure something out.

Hello.

- Can I help you?
- I'm not certain.

- Are you involved with the detective work?
- I'm Arthur Fancy,

I'm the lieutenant in charge of the squad.

So, you would be that young detective's
supervisor?

- Detective Sorenson.
- Yes, I think that's his name.

- Where would I find him?
- Detective Sorenson's not in.

Oh, well, could you get him
to come back, please?

- What's your name, please?
- Doris Steinman.

He interviewed me.

Yeah, I'm not sure
when Detective Sorenson will be back,

but, uh, you can talk to one
of the other detectives on that case.

No. No, no, no, I...

I don't think so.

- What is it?
- Oh, my God!

Do you want some water?

I want that image out of my head,
do you understand?

His tush, naked, pumping up and down

in the middle of all those nickels
and dimes.

Where did this happen?

He was...

servicing her...

on the cheap shag carpet
in her living room.

The nickels and dimes
from the piggy bank

she broke to pay him...

were sticking to the back of her legs,
which were flailing around

- like she was an upside-down turtle.
- Um, the woman being serviced...

- What about her?
- Um... who was she?

Your victim...

and the callous greaseball
humping her was Raul Montez,

whom I previously told
the young detective he should arrest,

but I... I wasn't completely forthcoming
with all the supporting details...

insofar as...

seeing his naked ass in her apartment
shortly before she was killed.

Um, do you think he killed her?

She sounded like she was near death
with the war whoops

she was lettin' out on the carpet
when he banged her.

Mrs. Steinman, I'm gonna sit down,
I'm gonna take some information,

and I need you to sit down there, please.

Mrs. Steinman, the fact this Raul
was carrying on an affair with...

You had him in custody in this building,
and you let him go.

Raul came in voluntarily
to be interviewed,

but we are absolutely
gonna have a second conversation.

You're not gonna arrest him?

Not this minute. But we're definitely
gonna look at him hard.

Yeah.

That's what got me into trouble.

Let's... let's get you sitting up here.
Sit up straight, will you?

Let's go.

What happened on that bus?

You showed him a gun
you found under your seat

that you realized could get you
a year in jail minimum,

that you signaled to him frantically about
in the rearview mirror

to where he pulled over, and parked,

and came back to ask you
what you were signaling for.

But in your frantic state,
you, uh, you bolted off the bus

when he come to you.
So, he did his... his citizen's duty,

and he got off, too,

and he followed you to reassure,
and calm you down,

and brought you here so he could call
his friend on the job to ask advice,

and his friend Danny then called me.

The three of us are gonna back each other
on that.

What do you say? Hmm?

Make it a foursome, you don't get charged
with for concealing a weapon

or pinching tit.

Aren't you gonna boil me and eat me?
Isn't that what this is about, huh?

Hey, hey, pal, pal,
if we were cannibals, this whole situation

would be a lot less complicated.
We'd just cut you up into steaks.

Nobody is saying
that you didn't have a rough afternoon.

Close the trunk,
drive the car off the pier.

All right, I won't press charges.

All right.
Now, lay back down there. Come on.

Joey, you hear that?

We're gonna be all right.

I got a chorus full of vultures
in my head.

Give your gun to your buddy, Joey.

Then you come over to my place sometime,
and we'll compare birdcalls.

Joey, being my best man
when I get married.

Having our kids play together.

Working on this bucket of bolts,
telling jokes.

You're not gonna take that away from me,
are you?

No!

I'm sorry putting everyone out.

It's all right, Joey. It's all right.

Iris, you were upset
when we talked before,

and we put that off to you
having to deal with the police.

I am upset about everything.

Now, we have to wonder
if it wasn't for this other reason.

That he was with women...

- doesn't mean he did murder.
- No, it doesn't.

Was Raul with you all last night?

After he delivered his orders.

Do you think Raul might have been
with Mrs. Earle last night...

not just delivering an order?

If I did think so...

that wouldn't mean he did murder.

Absolutely not.

Because he might have been with her.

He had 23 dollars of change
in his pocket...

and he was angry about his whole life.

He said look what he was doing
for nickels and dimes.

My keeping radio silence,
I hope you don't feel I'm ungrateful.

And I hope you're not expecting
every time you turn around now

it's gonna be, "Andy, I’m jammed."

No, I don't.

- Thanks a lot, Andy.
- You're welcome.

- Do you believe this?
- What's going on?

They brought me back for you
to talk to me again,

but that Doris bitch is spreading
those further lies.

Give us just a second.

You see who's peeking
out of the coffee room?

The two of you got a late date?

- Glad you're back.
- What's this?

What's that dingbat doing
peeking out of the coffee room?

She came back in a few hours ago,
put Raul in the DOA's apartment.

Boss, on the subject of Raul,
I don't make this woman that reliable.

Diane and Jill reinterviewed Raul's wife,

and she verified that Raul had had sex
with the DOA last night,

paid him 23 dollars in coins.

- Raul told his wife the DOA paid him?
- Mm-hmm.

- He happen to tell her if he killed her?
- He's gonna tell you that.

You talk again to Mrs. Steinman.

Boss, boning the DOA
don't get this Raul

across the goal line for killing her.

And I think there's plenty more
than half a shot

this lady's got a personal vendetta going.

She's gonna tell you that.

I have to use the little girls' room.

Where we are now, Raul,

you're caught lyin'
you weren't bangin' the dead woman.

This Doris Steinman wants to ruin my life.

Your wife corroborates
what Mrs. Steinman's telling us.

You banged this woman for 23 dollars.

Twenty-three is the amount of coin
she had. Twenty-three is not my fee.

We're not real interested
if this was a cut-rate hump.

The point is, you now admit
you were in her apartment

bangin' this woman a few hours
before she was killed.

Sex don't put me killing her.

Maybe now she'd emptied her piggy bank,
she knows she's off your delivery route.

Maybe she's ready to do violence with you,
you croak her in self-defense.

That woman got social security
the first of every month, okay?

It's not like she's permanently destitute.

I didn't do it, Detective.

This is a frame job
I'm sitting for a portrait of.

By this jealous Mrs. Steinman?

Doris comes prowling down the hall

'cause I'm ten minutes late
getting to her apartment,

which Esther dragged me into her place
off some electrical pretext.

Why'd you leave, uh, Esther's door open
for Doris to find you?

I didn't leave the door open
for Doris to find me.

I left the door open to protect myself
from exactly what transpired.

Esther tempting you with her piggy bank?

Yeah.

Twenty-three bucks is 23 bucks.

That moment, Doris hatched her evil plan
seeing Esther and me on the carpet.

Sit down.

Yes, sir.

You were gone before.

- Yes, I was.
- I gave the added information

about Raul to your lieutenant,

but I wanted to give it to you
so you could get the credit.

Oh, well, that's very nice of you,
Mrs. Steinman.

Although, why is it
when you and I first spoke,

you didn't tell me about seeing Raul
making love to Mrs. Earle

- in her apartment?
- I... I... I told you to assume

- the two of them were involved.
- No, what you told me was

I should assume Raul was involved
with every woman in Manhattan.

Well, if you're accusing me
of reluctance to relive

seeing the two of them
flailing around on the carpet,

- I... I... I plead guilty.
- What I'm accusing you of, Mrs. Steinman,

is what we get in a lot of this cases,
you’re holding a grudge.

And you want to jack up Raul
as bad as possible

over him not banging you exclusively
like you thought he was doing.

So, that makes you come
with some general information

that he's the building stick-man.

And then some more information that turned
out to be a little more useful.

That he'd had sex with the victim,
like, six hours before she died.

But see, by your own account,
Mrs. Steinman, that sex was consensual.

So, we've got no motive for why Raul
would want to kill Mrs. Earle.

And you having your personal grievance
against him like you do,

at this point, I foresee you turning
into what we detectives

conducting these types of investigations
call royal pains in the balls.

You don't need me
for the gasping-for-air performance,

do you, Mrs. Steinman?

'Cause unless you got
something else for me,

you know, have a few gasps
and let yourself out.

I did it completely in self-defense.

You did it?

She... she threatened me with scissors
when I went back to rebuke her.

I strangled her to protect myself.

And then I gave her head
a few good bangs off the wall.

I wanted Raul to get good and deep
in trouble

before I let him off the hot seat.

Involuntary manslaughter, right?

Let's just get it down.

I would say, like... like, 18 months,
and... and by that time,

when I get out,
he'll have left that little mouse...

...and he'll realize
who it was saved his life.

- The two of you gonna elope?
- Oh, Mrs. Steinman will do her time,

and then me and Raul
will compete for her hand.

You got a message there.

I'm gonna go see Joey over
at the VA Hospital, all right, Andy?

- Danny...
- You know, he may need

some depression medication, Joey,
to get his thinking goin' straight again.

Joey is who the message is from.

He wouldn't tell you where he was goin'?

No, I couldn't get him to tell me that.

Well, how am I supposed to find him, Andy?

Someone leavin' town
tends not to want to be looked for.

How can them doctors
just let him leave like that?

Hey, maybe you got a million friends.

- Conservatively.
- Yeah, well, I don't, all right?

- So, this upsets me, it stirs me up.
- Who do you talk to?

How can I talk to him, Andy,
if I don't know where he is?

I'm sayin' who do you talk to
when you get stirred up?

I don't like bein' stirred up.

What, do you get stupid
after working hours?

I apologize.

Want some company lookin' for your friend?

What I’m hopin' is,
maybe he headed off early to Peekskill.

That's where you're doin'
your reserve duty?

Yeah.

So, let me look around
our usual places tonight,

see if he maybe changed his mind.

Or otherwise, I'll hope we find him
up at reserve duty this weekend.

No, he's gone. He's gone.
He's not gonna show up in Peekskill.

He's gotten on a bus to crazy,
and he's probably gonna hurt himself.

Sometimes, you lose people you love.

Yeah.

I understand that.

I apologize for bein' disrespectful.

Don't worry about it.

- All right, Andy, I'll see you tomorrow.
- Yeah, I'll see you.

See you tomorrow.