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Tell me how you felt when you first
came up on the scene of the shootings.

You know, I was... I was shocked.

Three guys and... one woman
who you've worked closely with

and to see them...

The blood that came out
of their bodies...

To see that on the ground...
They're not there, so...

You're just left with the blood
and the shells.

- You just saw the blood and the shells?
- Yeah.

Sorry it took me ages to get here.

I had to camp out in Chicago Airport.
We got snowed in.

Chicago has two seasons -
winter and St Patrick's Day!

It's nice of you to come, Margie.
I know how you hate to fly.

You got a loyal ex-wife.

It's more than I can say.
I got two of 'em!

So you didn't get shot, huh?

I hate to disappoint you, but no, I didn't.

All those bullets flying around,
and you don't get hit!

Must've been born
with a horseshoe up your butt!

I feel so tired.

Just like I'm in a...

Stan's right. I hate flying.

- Mr Bolander, can you hear me?
- He's just taking a snooze.

What's the matter? What's wrong?

Eyes are non-responsive to light.

- His ICP?
- 22.

- What's ICP?
- Get him to OR!

What's going on? We were talking to him
a few minutes ago!

He said he was a little tired.
We were just talking to him.

Can you tell me what's happening?

- Captain, I need to talk with you.
- Sounds urgent.

- It is.
- What's up?

You're pulling the pin.

Nobody's pulling the pin.

Three of my detectives are in hospital,

and the shooter is walking the street.

My unit needs to pursue this.

We're gonna work this out.

I can't tell my people,

"Some other unit's taking over."

How should I handle it?

Cut me some more slack.

We wasted two days

chasing the wrong guy.

Give me more time.
We'll get the shooter.

All right, we'll compromise.

Homicide leads on your shift.
Use whatever personnel you want.

- But Megan's watch is on regular duty.
- Thank you.

48 hours, Lieutenant.

Either you have the shooter in custody
or it's out of your hands.

How do you feel
about arresting the wrong man?

I feel terrible.

Mistakes were made,
which we will labour vigorously to correct.

We got 48 hours
before they take this case away from us.

What do we know?
The shooter was in the building.

Was he a tenant?
Was he visiting a friend?

Lewis, did you get a hold of the landlord?

Lekowitz.

I told him to bring us names,
addresses, social security numbers.

We're gonna re-interview all the tenants
about the night of the shooting.

Did we miss any clues
because we were focused on Holton?

I just got off the phone
with Munch at the hospital.

Stan's gone in for another operation.

Can you move your head to the left?

- Any pain?
- Good guess.

Now turn your head to the right.

That's gonna be rough for a while.

Raise your right arm over your head.

I'm only putting up with this
so I can get out of here sooner.

Lower your right arm. Raise your left.

- That's as far as it'll go.
- Raise it a little more.

OK. All right, lean forward, please.

Three o'clock in the morning,
these student nurses check on my legs.

They pull the covers back.
I'm naked as a jay bird!

- Nothing they haven't seen before!
- Want a bet?

- Are you this way on the job?
- Which way?

A bitching pain in the ass!

No, I'm an extraordinary
bitching pain in the ass!

- Lay back and try to relax.
- Oh, Doc, what's on your mind?

Have you spoken with any of the officers
who were shot?

I'm happy to say I was able to speak

with Detective Beau Felton
and Detective Kay Howard.

We're still waiting for Stanley Bolander

to regain consciousness.

What did the others say?

Their main concern was with their fellow
officers and detectives at the scene.

Have any expressed reservations
about being police officers

in light of what's happened to them?

Let me just say this.

I work with a very dedicated group
of men and women,

yet I wouldn't be surprised
if some were apprehensive.

I feel real good.

I feel good that any can buy
a semi-automatic weapon

and go out and start blastin'.

And I feel good
about you media mother

Who are gonna put this
on the evening news!

You vultures ought to be ashamed!

OK... Ran all the tenants
through the computer.

Three of 'em come up dirty.

There's a parolee
and an income tax evasion in 204.

- And you remember that dancer?
- 109?

- Two counts of prostitution.
- Another black eye for showbiz!

This one, Gordon Pratt,

has a previous arrest
for illegal possession of a handgun.

He paid a $00 fine,
and they took his toy away.

In '91, he was arrested for assault
with intent.

It was a bar argument.
He got supervised probation.

He has an outstanding warrant
for assault this last year.

- Pratt lives in apartment 201.
- 201, that's the wrong door.

He sees us coming, grabs a gun,
goes on to the landing and he waited.

They went to 201 and he opened fire.

It's not just that they went
to any wrong apartment.

They knocked on his door.

He shoots three cops over assault?
Doesn't make sense.

Maybe he doesn't want to make sense!

OK, time to find this Pratt.

Nobody's home.

He had a grandstand seat.

He could see our guys
coming across the street.

- Plato's "Republic."
- Marx and Engels.

- "The lliad."
- "Mein Kampf."

Our boy got a postcard with a return
address of Libertytown, Maryland,

signed "Mom and Dad."

- Check these out. "Guns and Ammo."
- "American Handgunner?"

So Mr Pratt is one of these gun freaks.

Mr Lekowitz... is this Gordon Pratt?

- That's him.
- Look at that.

Why is this guy posing
like Lee Harvey Oswald?

Maybe we're dealing with a serious case
of wannabe. We got it in here.

Mitch, Tim, go pay a visit
to Mom and Dad in Libertytown.

- I gotta go to the head first.
- Give me the address.

- Can we stop at the next gas station?
- We got lots of gas.

- I have to use the john.
- You used it ten minutes ago.

I know. I have to go again.

- You're kidding me, right?
- No, I'm not kidding you.

- You got a bad bladder or something?
- I don't think so.

Can you just stop at the next gas station?

The gas stations are all closed
and gone out of business!

Pull over, will you?
Here, pull over right here.

What time is it?

- There's no clock in here.
- You don't wear a watch?

I have an internal clock which gets me
just about everywhere... late!

Hundreds of people down there,

all trying to sort out their day.

Maybe one of them down there
is planning to leave her husband tonight.

Mrs Bolander, your husband
is coming out of OR now.

- What happened?
- His intracranial pressure increased.

But we cleared it all out
and he'll be just fine.

- For how long?
- We'll wait and see.

Stan won't be doing
any cartwheels tonight!

Knowing Stan, I wouldn't rule that out!

Maybe you have BPH.

- What?
- Benign prostatic hypertrophy.

- What the hell is that?
- My uncle Toby had BPH.

Swelled his prostate
to the size of the Goodyear Blimp.

He got up dozens of times
to go to the bathroom.

I drank too much coffee.
Did you see me drinking coffee?

- It can be fixed.
- I don't need anything fixed!

My uncle Toby told me
about this transurethral resection.

They remove the central core
of the bladder, like coring out an apple.

Nobody's gonna core my apple!

Well, Mitch, you're at that age
when men have prostate problems.

You're my prostate problem!

There is this one minor,
possible complication.

Oh? Which is?

Impotence.

Baltimore City Police, search
and seizure. Is Gordon Pratt here?

No. Walt, these gentlemen are
detectives. They're asking about Gordon.

- What's it about?
- Gordon isn't here, Detective.

- Any idea where your grandson is?
- He's our son. We had him late in life.

We want to ask him some questions.
He may be a witness in a shooting.

When was the last time you saw
your son?

- Three years ago at Christmas.
- Two.

- Three.
- Well, maybe so. It seems like two.

- Have you talked to him recently?
- I tried to call him this week.

But the phone was disconnected.

- You called him long distance?
- It was his birthday.

- I wanted to wish him a happy birthday.
- Well, no Gordon.

How do you feel now?

Well, I'm, er...
I just hope we catch this guy.

Does an incident like this affect
your ability to perform your duties?

We're professionals.
That's what we're paid to do.

- Was Gordon ever in trouble?
- No.

- Never?
- Never.

He was arrested twice.

Once for assault and once
for possession of an automatic weapon.

Gordon was? When?

Not my son.
He was respectful of the law.

He wouldn't hurt anyone.

- He never told you he was arrested?
- Never.

And he would. One thing
my son and I share is a forthrightness.

- He's never been in any trouble.
- He was gonna join you fellas once.

- He wanted to be a cop?
- He had a high mark on the police exam.

Eight, nine years ago, wasn't it?

He was set to enter the Academy,

and he woke up one morning
and he came down to the breakfast table,

and he said to me,
"I don't want to be a cop."

He said, "I don't think
I could take orders from anyone."

Can you give us
a list of Gordon's friends?

I don't know his friends.
Not since he moved to the city.

- He's comfortable in his own company.
- The world has disappointed him.

If he's not in his apartment,
where might he be?

I'm telling you, gentlemen,
my son wouldn't hurt a flea.

- Kay?
- Hey, Lieutenant. How's it goin'?

Well, pretty good.

They've...
They've taken you off the critical list.

The doctors say you're gonna be
just fine.

- Good as new, huh?
- Good as new.

How good was that?

Lieutenant, you really didn't have
to come by.

I appreciate that.
Professional courtesy, huh?

Well, er...

I just thought...

If there's anything I could get you...

Anything you need?

No, thanks.

OK.

Hey...

There's an oyster shell in my top drawer
back in the squad room.

Found it when I was a kid.

Had a little pearl in it.

I lost the pearl, of course,
but I still got that shell.

It's my lucky shell, huh?

Yeah.

If you apprehend the person responsible,

will he be treated fairly
by Baltimore City Police?

Absolutely.

- How do you know?
- I'm responsible.

This is it. The Arundel Cement Company.

Can I help you?

Yes. I'm Detective Pembleton.
This is Detective Walker.

We're looking for Gordon Pratt.

- He hasn't been here since Friday.
- Do you know where he is?

Well, let me think. I'm not sure, actually.

- He didn't call in sick?
- No, he didn't.

- What do you want him for?
- We need to ask him some questions.

Maybe I can provide some answers.
Have a seat.

- Any idea where Gordon Pratt might be?
- No.

- Can we talk to your other employees?
- Yeah.

If you need anything else,
I'd be happy to be of service.

Any time, any place.

- You got along with this Gordon Pratt?
- We understood each other.

He said blacks and whites
couldn't live together.

Is he wrong?

My father's been through the days
of sit-ins, protests.

I got my high school degree.
Where did it get me?

My father told me since integration,
things have gotten worse.

I believe him.

If we'd gone our own way, instead
of wanting to mix, we'd be better off.

Gordon is straight up
about what he thinks.

- Is this about them cops getting shot?
- Mm-hm.

- Pratt's involved?
- We want to question him.

Well, if I wanted to find him,

I'd be checking
every massage joint in town.

Keeps bragging about some place
called The Tomcat Club.

There's a few other joints
down by the harbour.

He's a man that likes to reach out
and be touched.

If he asks who ratted him out...
tell him it was me.

- It'll drive him crazy.
- You and him don't get along?

He's a Yankees fan.

He lives here in Baltimore.
He's a damn Yankees fan!

He said Saturday was his birthday.
Maybe he's still partying.

- Where would he go to party?
- Not any place I would go.

- The guy's un aburrido.
- What?

He's boring as hell.

Is this Mr Pratt's most recent photo?

Yeah, three years ago at Christmas.

This is the original his parents gave us.

Looks can change in three years.

How does this compare with the photo
from his apartment?

- That one was taken in 1989.
- Get copies and hand them out.

Is the description accurate?
5' 8", 140 lbs?

- Roughly.
- He still has brown hair, brown eyes?

- Does he wear glasses?
- He doesn't in either photo.

- So you assume he doesn't?
- We just figure.

- It would take two seconds to enquire.
- Well, I thought...

Don't figure. Think.

Or assume. Ask.

- Is our Mr Pratt armed?
- I would say... yes.

- That's a given.
- It's a given that nothing is a given.

- Stan's OK.
- All right, great!

The second operation was a success.

He's off the ventilator.
They've sedated him.

I gotta get back to work.

I'm beginning to smell like blood!
Are you riding alone?

- More or less.
- I wanna ride with Meldrick.

- You got him.
- Let's go! Mach schnell!

Andale! Andale! Let's go!
- You're the man!

¶ I'd like to propose a toast

¶ To my self-control

¶ You see it crawling helpless

¶ On the floor

¶ Some day

¶ There'll be a cure for pain...

¶ That's the day

¶ I'll throw my drugs away

¶ When they find a cure for pain... ¶

Say it like we practised.

I saw you in that fight last night.

- Where?
- At the bar.

- More specific.
- The Tomcat Club.

You beat that guy to death.

Turned me on.

It made me hot for you.

Yeah?

Made me wanna make you.
Made me wanna please you.

Do things I've never done.

- Like what?
- Like everything.

Damn it, you gotta be more specific!

Let's try it again from the beginning.

Do not move or I will shoot.

That's better.

How do you feel
about your brother officers being shot?

Well, it... it can happen

in this business, in this line of duty,

and we all feel very badly about it.

Just like a relative in the family.

Hey.

Hi.

You're all dressed up.
Where are you going?

- I got released.
- Oh. Isn't that a little quick?

The docs figure I can do
just as well at home,

so they said I could go.

I gotta come back three times a week

for rehab on my shoulder.

I wish I was going with you.

I mean, I wish I was going home too.

What did the docs say?

I was shot twice in the heart, Beau.
It's gonna take some time.

I didn't think anything
could dent your heart!

Quit with the ice-maiden jokes, huh?

Listen, Kay...

The next time we make an arrest,

I'm going through the door first,
understand?

I'm convinced that if I'd gone in first,
this wouldn't have happened.

- I was the primary.
- I know, but I'm a better shot.

Since when are you a better shot?

I'm a better shot. Pooky said so.

This is Pooky. Lewis gave me Pooky.

I think Pooky should stay with you
for a little while.

Nice to meet you.

- I guess I should be going.
- Can you stay a while?

Sure, Kay. I'll stay as long as you want.

When do the rubber hoses come out?
I know all your tricks.

Do you now?

Always been intrigued how you hold
a phone book beside someone's head,

then whack the phone book
with a hammer.

Sit down.

Someone's irritable here.

Place your right hand on the table.

May I call you "Detective?"

Or should I call you "Detective, sir?"

- I have to advise you of your rights.
- I know my rights.

They were written for me
on September 25th, 1789.

I suppose your ancestors were around
to watch that signing too.

Well, I know for sure yours weren't there.

Pembleton.

I have nothing against African-Americans
in the police.

- Did you recover any weapons?
- No, it was a low-rent massage joint.

Policing should be done
under a home-rule provision.

- We swept the whole room. Nothing.
- We need the gun.

Since most crimes are committed
by blacks, you should investigate them.

So did he tell you how
to break me down?

You're charged with the attempted
murder of three detectives, Mr Pratt.

Mr?

Do you understand these charges?

Separate nations divided
by a common tongue.

- You can have an attorney present.
- What for? I didn't shoot anyone.

- Would you take a polygraph test?
- Maybe.

Yes or no?

The results are inadmissible
in any Maryland courtroom.

Well, perhaps you'd be willing
to take one just to... humour me.

I'm not humouring you now?

So you like to read about guns, huh?

I like to read - period.

Just READ about guns, huh?

I go through phases.
One month it's cars, the next guns.

So why haven't you been back
to your apartment for the last four days?

I read the newspapers.
I listen to the radio.

I hear about these cops. I'm scared.

Three cops shot in my building? How
safe is it for me, the ordinary citizen?

What kind of ordinary citizen

has an outstanding warrant for assault?

The kind of citizen who believes
in his constitutional right to bear arms,

who dies in two world wars
so people like you can walk around free.

Cops? Like three police officers
you tried to kill?

You were there when this incident
occurred. What was it like?

- A nightmare.
- Were you scared?

- There wasn't time.
- How do you feel now?

- Sad and angry.
- Any stress?

Life is stress by definition.

'Doctor Robert Barbarita,
please report to Orthopaedics.

'Doctor Barbarita,
please report to Orthopaedics.'

I, er...

I brought your shell.

Thanks, Lieutenant.

That's my partner.

Good night.

Who do cops go to talk to
when they feel stress?

Reporters.

You don't like me very much,
do you, Gordon?

- I don't dislike you.
- Tell me about the books in your room.

The "lliad." Homer, right?

Plato's "Republic."
"The Communist Manifesto."

Aristotle's "Poetics." That's not
"Playboy" or "Mad Magazine."

Are you a genius?

- No.
- I think you are.

- Everyone's entitled to an opinion.
- At the very least, you're smart.

Smarter than most.

Why the hell do you get caught
in some sleazy-ass massage parlour?

Help me out here.
I don't get the connection.

A man has to indulge in the Dionysian
to understand higher metaphysics.

Oh, the Dionysian...

Right. I like those Jim Thompson novels.

"The Getaway" is my favourite.

I'm not familiar with his work.

He writes about these ordinary folks

who get all screwed up
in a complicated scheme.

- It's what you've done.
- Never read it?

Wasn't it made into a movie?

Twice.
The Steve McQueen one is a classic.

- I don't remember a remake.
- Wasn't worth remembering.

How about "After Dark, My Sweet?"

It's a great read.
There's a lot going on there.

- You need all that slam-bang action stuff.
- Do I?

Well, blacks are less intelligent
on average.

And more impulsive.

They have a different temperament
than white people.

Blacks have a lower IQ than whites.

That's crap again. Anything to make
a loser like him feel superior!

If Hitler had got into art school,
who knows what would have happened?

Probably painted the camps in pastels!

Not every black, of course,
but on average.

On average.

It's not your fault.
It's part environmental, part genetic.

It's genetic? Genetic?

- Blacks have smaller brains than whites.
- All whites?

- In general.
- There are exceptions?

Yes, but they only prove the rule.

You...

You're an lvy League man, aren't you?

Huh?

Harvard?

- Yale?
- I didn't need college.

You picked this up on your own?

The truth is the truth.
You know it when you hear it.

The only time you hear the truth
is when you're talking.

Let him talk and talk all he wants.

The more he talks,
the deeper he steps into the crap.

We have smaller brains.

- I know that.
- Precisely. It's scientific.

Smaller brains, bigger penises.

- Right?
- Blacks are more sexually motivated.

Orientals are the least.
Whites fall somewhere in between.

- Why did you shoot those detectives?
- I didn't.

Are you too smart to shoot 'em
or get caught?

Neither. I couldn't fool you guys.

You're right. You couldn't.

So I understand...
that you're a Yankees fan.

- I can't be a Yankees fan?
- I root for 'em.

- Is that right?
- But he was raised in New York.

He grew up with the Yankees.

- Why don't I root for the home team?
- Yeah.

- I root for the original Orioles.
- How's that?

Two different cities
or do I not know my geography?

You don't know your history.
You're ignorant.

The original Os became what is now
the New York Yankees. Look it up.

1901, John McGraw fielded
the first Orioles team in Baltimore.

He moved them to New York
and renamed them the Yankees in 1902.

So I am cheering for the Os
when I root for the Yankees.

Like I said, you're ignorant.

He who loses control, loses.

Been telling everybody
about my problem?

I didn't tell anyone about your bladder.

I got the facts
on Pratt's high school records.

Bring this in with you
in a couple of minutes.

Mr Pratt's told me a funny old joke

about how Negroes only remember
two days out the year.

Their birthdays and the day
the new Cadillacs come out.

Pretty good joke.

It's a classic. Not old joke.
A classic always contains some truth.

Your copy of Plato's "Republic"...

Go easy on the cover. It's falling off.

I'm curious. What was Plato's point
in "The Republic?"

Point? It's an entire thesis.

- What was the main point of his thesis?
- He makes a lot of points.

Give me one of his main points.

How the regular guy, the individual,

gets screwed by society.

How he should rebel against
any form of government,

which restricts his freedom.

Show me. Exactly.

It's not spelled out in a sentence.
You have to study the whole book.

- You're an angry guy.
- No.

This regular guy who gets screwed
by society. That's not Plato.

That's you, isn't it? Hmm?

No friends, no girlfriend.

All, all alone!

Plato prescribes solitude, but everyone
has a need every so often.

Sure, sure, but you have to pay
for your needs, don't you?

That isn't fair. You're forced
to PAY for physical intimacy?

That disgusts you, doesn't it?

A genius like you...
working in a cement factory

...forced to pay
some 20-dollar-an-hour hoe

to get kinky with you
just so you can feel some emotion!

- I don't need sex.
- You need to feel.

Feel important. Feel that someone
appreciates how smart you are.

What exactly do you have in your life?

Two rooms and, er... your books.

That's more than I need.
It's more than I want.

It's... more than I would ask for.

You gotta have been expecting
big things, a genius like you.

You must be so disappointed.

- I accept my limitations.
- But why would there be any?

- The system screwed me over.
- Oh!

Yeah, because of affirmative action.

All these rights for women, cripples
and the weak!

- If you're white, strong or smart...
- No one's beating the drums for you?

A white government has been co-opted
by these minorities.

He shot these detectives
because he was mad at the government!

- The white government.
- Oh, right, right.

Not because you had
an outstanding warrant,

and if we found you, we'd lock you up?

I have every reason not to shoot cops.

- What reasons?
- I believe in an orderly society.

You guys fight to keep it that way.
I respect that.

I need to get some air.

Mr Sensitive over there,
something I said?

No, I wouldn't worry about it.

I had to get out of there.

One more of his wise-ass cracks
and I was gonna put him through the wall!

- Look at him smiling!
- He's scared.

Which makes him dangerous.

Frank, I have this fax
of Mr Pratt's high school records.

That's Morgan High in 1978.

Now, was there another Gordon Pratt
in your class?

You flunked math.
You never got a diploma.

This is funny. You never even graduated.

I had nothing left to learn.

What's this?

- Looks like Greek to me.
- It is the original Greek.

- Is that right?
- Read me something out of this.

- You wouldn't understand it.
- Just a small passage.

I've never heard the original Greek
spoken before.

I'd like to hear it.

You can't, can you?

Would you like me to translate?

Roughly, he's talking about

how the individual is corrupted
by his company.

Let me show you
what the Jesuits taught me.

"What I say is right or just

"means nothing but what is of interest
to the stronger party."

You're a fake! You're a fake!

Na na na!

I've had enough of you, nigger.

You shot those cops,
didn't you, Gordon?

No. If I had been the shooter,
I'd have nailed them all.

You want to make me feel small.
You want to ridicule me, so I confess.

Let me tell you how it's gonna go.

Charge me with the shooting,
and I'll enter a plea

and there isn't a judge in town

who'll let you hold me on your suspicions!

We have that warrant for assault.

I'll plead out on that one too.

That was just words.

Me and some idiot in a bar
having words about politics.

You must be very popular
with your opinions, Gordo.

I don't have to be popular, if I'm right.

If you're such an expert on the Yankees,

how come you didn't know the Os
moved to New York in 1903, not '02?

Get me a lawyer,
and we'll see who gets the last laugh!

Get me a lawyer right now!
I want a lawyer! I have my rights!

His rights? The son of a bitch!

Bye-bye.

Son of a bitch! Son of a bitch!
SON OF A BITCH!

That son of a bitch is dead!

My partner lies in intensive care,

and that rotten, smirking,
smart-ass piece of detritus

will walk out of here like he's going
to a big day on the beach!

So this is my fault, John?

Who was in the box with Mr Pratt?

- I was in the box too, Munch.
- I wouldn't brag about it!

We took our swings.
Why don't you lighten up?

So this is what we want?

You wanna spit, bitch and moan
at each other?

- For what?
- We should celebrate our defeat.

Bury our dead. Eat our wounded.

- Is that some joke about Stan?
- Why are you bustin' my balls?

Is this some kind of a stand-up routine?
Do it in your own time.

I want Mr Pratt under surveillance.

I wanna know where, when, what, how

who he sleeps with, talks to
and when he goes to the bathroom.

I want you guys over him every minute.

No, every second.

I know the son of a bitch did it.

His momma knows he did it,
and we're playing pocket pool!

- You got too cute, Frank.
- Excuse me?

You got cocky,
and let your feelings get in the way.

Maybe if you could have come up
with the gun,

that would've been helpful!

- I come up with the gun?
- Yeah, that would've been cute!

- I've been at the hospital.
- Oh, I forgot!

Daily reports from Dr Kildare!

For as little as you got accomplished
around here,

maybe you could've visited the hospital
or can't you be bothered?

Hey! Hey! Come on, man!

You talk too much, John!

We're all talkin'!
That's all it is. It's talk, all right?

Yeah, well...

So what are we gonna do
about the surveillance of Pratt?

I'm outta here. I hate this job.
I'm thrilled with every one of you

- We gotta figure out this deal with Pratt.
- I might screw it up, OK?

- I'm gonna see how Stan's doing.
- Oh, great

I'm sorry, man. I'm sorry.

- What the hell's goin' on?
- Stanley!

You're OK, big man. You're OK.

Your noggin started to swell up,
so the docs pumped some gas out.

- I went in for an operation?
- Yeah. They didn't find anything.

You're a miracle.
There's nothing between your ears.

The docs have discovered
the cerebral black hole.

You'll be in "Time" magazine!

- I'm in a hospital?
- This ain't the Baha Beach Club!

I'm in a hospital...

I've been shot in the head?
Jesus, Mary, Joseph!

- And Margie.
- Margie?

Margie, your estranged?

You were talking to her before.

She got hungry, so I told her to get
something to eat. I suggested pastrami.

My ex-wife is here?

And you're here?

Existentially speaking, who can say?

- Can I ask you one last question?
- Sure, big man.

Who the hell are you?

Oh, man!

- Tim!
- Huh?

What are you doing back here?

- What am I doing back here?
- Yeah.

I think the question is,
"Why would I even leave here?"

That's the question. You know why?
Because I love it here.

I love it here so much
and unlike Frank, I love my job.

- So I think I'm gonna stay here for ever.
- Really?

That's too bad cos you look like
you could use a little sleep.

- I've been getting a couple of beers.
- No?

That's what's good about owning a bar.
You can get a beer any time.

- That's something, isn't it?
- Yeah.

- I gotta go.
- OK.

It's been a pleasure. Rest up.

Bayliss! Line one!

I worked the night shift. This is the
day shift. Get someone else to take it.

- They asked for you.
- For me?

Yeah, they asked for Pembleton
or Bayliss, so pick it up, will you?

All right.

I love it here. I just love it here!

I love it here.
Criminology, that's my specialty.

Tim Bayliss, Homicide.

Mr Lekowitz?

Really?

Yeah, I'll be right there.

I called the cops three times.

- You dialled 911?
- Yes, yes and yes.

Each time the operator told me
someone was on the way.

And no B car showed up, huh?

No, that's why I called
one of you homicide guys.

That's Gordon Pratt all right.

OK, I tell you what.

I want you to call
that emergency number again.

Tell them
that Detective Bayliss needs assistance.

How come a cop doesn't come
the first time?

I don't know.

'We have a report
that the man suspected

'of shooting three
Baltimore police officers,

'Gordon Pratt, has been found dead
in the lobby of his apartment.

'He was shot in the head at close range.'

Police sources report
they have no suspects.

Was Gordon Pratt your primary suspect
in the shooting of the three detectives?

Yes.

- He'd only been released for two hours?
- Yes.

- Any idea who killed Pratt?
- No.

- No suspects? No motive?
- No.

Detective Bayliss, is there any suspicion

of police involvement in Pratt's death?

- No comment.
- You are investigating that possibility?

- Bayliss!
- Don't come in here!

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