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on Hill Street Blues...

Rosa Lombardy.

Her name in Christ,
Sister Anna Carmela.

Raped, beaten with fists
and a blunt instrument,

mutilated.

[ Shouting ]

Get me out of here!

You guys did it.

I'll shut up and wait
till my mouth gets here.

Take your time, Sister.

I don't know.

You will be signing
a death warrant.

Call the judge.

[ Chattering ]

[ Esterhaus ]
Item 7. Stakeouts.

As I was saying,
Item 7.

Stakeouts continuing
are Hertle Avenue Market,

Ten Planets Video Arcade
opposite Massey High School,

and in concert with our brothers
from the Treasury Department,

Ramirez Check Cash,
140th and North.

We also begin an operation
at the Allen Street
bus terminal...

concerning the
commercial activities of, uh,

gay gentlemen of pleasure
in the depot men's room.

[ Laughter ]

In this regard, I call to
your attention the currently
voguish brown-bag maneuver,

in which one
of two caballeros
sharing a men's room stall...

stands with his feet
in a shopping bag--
[ Laughter ]

thus convincing passing
law enforcement agents...

the stall has only a single
and legitimate tenant.

[ Laughter ]
Would that we could address
our problems of urban blight...

and inflation
as resourcefully
as we satisfy our passions.

- [ Laughter ]
- Item 8.

For those of you double-shifted
at the Dee Dee Cleveland
concert...

at Memorial Auditorium
tonight are listed
on the upstairs board.

Be aware that
for reasons unknown,

vandalism and theft, among
those leaving Ms. Cleveland's
concert in the past,

have tended to focus
on shoe stores,

especially those dealing
in your more exotic...

and reptilian styles
of contemporary footwear.

[ Chattering, Laughter ]
Alligator, lizards.

Item 9 is a memo
from Chief Daniels--
[ All Moan ]

regarding profanity...

in our dealings
with the civilian populace,

which memo is also posted
on the upstairs board.

People, I recognize
downtown's tendency to be
unrealistic in these matters,

but consider a complaint
I took yesterday
from a elderly woman...

who had been rendered
assistance with a stolen vehicle
by one of our uniforms.

Here was one of our own,
going the extra mile in
the performance of his duty,

yet he was so accustomed
to certain patterns of speech,
that in arriving at the scene,

he cheerfully inquired,
and I quote,

"So, what the bleep's wrong
with your car, ma'am?"

Said bleep allegedly
causing complainant
a severe episode of migraine.

Now, I've assembled some terms
you might try substituting...

for the swear words
in question...

as you move through
your daily routine.

Now, they won't
come trippingly
to your tongue at first,

but with time and usage,
you could find them
becoming second nature.

Your recourse to obscenity
will then be fresh and vital...

when you encounter those
situations and individuals...

- for whom only obscenity
will suffice.
- [ Scattered Chuckles ]

Now, the officer in question
could have used
the word "heck."

[ Laughter ]

Other more suitable terms--
drat, shoot, fudge--

[ Boisterous Laughter ]

instead of the more common
expletive usually associated
with your street patois.

Fudge patois.
[ Renko ]
Yeah, fudge patois.

Item last. Starting today,
and continuing
for the next six weeks,

Sergeant Esterhaus will not
be supervising the activities
of the front desk.

He will instead be conducting
an experimental,

six-week orientation class
for senior cadets
at the police academy.

In his absence,
his duties upstairs
will be divided between...

Officer Schnitz
and Sergeant Goldblume.

I will, however,
continue to deliver
the morning roll call.

That's it. Let's roll!

And, hey, let's be
careful out there.

And, people,

let's show a little restraint
in defacing the chief's memo.

God, it's hot!
You know, I could rub
ice cubes all over you.

It's not enough
they issue a new procedure
every goldarned week,

it's not enough
that we're up to the seat
of our pants in policy,

in everything from personal
hygiene to choke holds.

Will you
get outta my way!
Excuse me!

Now, they're trying
to regulate my expression!

Tell 'em to fudge off.
Morning, Lieutenant.
That's easy for you to say.

Bates, Coffey,
robbery-shooting.
A bodega at 4139 Jefferson.

Hill, Renko. Domestic beef.
9260 106th Street,
apartment five.

Let's go!
You'll have to wait.

They're not gonna
regulate my facilities.
Ah, your facilities!

Don't look at me like that,
sweet-face boy.

Use it!
Why are we so stern?

Last name first.
DuBois.

First name?
Blanche.

[ Woman On Radio ]
Dispatch. We have a 9-11.

Armed robbery in progress.

See surplus store, corner of
People's Drive, 124th Street.

Somebody's trade got
a little rough, huh?

Some of us know how
to incite passion.

Can't you change that
to lascivious carriage?
It's a tonier kind of bust.

You were soliciting,
pit breath.

I've never tricked for anyone
I wouldn't have done gratis.
[ Ringing ]

Belker.
[ Woman ]
Mickey, it's Mom.

Hi, Ma.
[ Muttering ]

Ma, come on. So what
if he was on the lawn.
He likes the fresh air.

Well, it's warm, see?

Okay, so he forgot
to put 'em on.

Next time you'll lay 'em out
where he can see 'em better.

He did what?
He peed on the oak tree.

No, he didn't!
Yes, he did.

On Mrs. Caridi's oak tree?

He was sleepwalking.
He's senile.

Don't say that.
Don't use that word!

He was sleepwalking
and he had to make water
and that's all.

He does not think he's a dog.
That's probably a deep cough.

I'm not gonna-- We are not
gonna speak if you continue
to say that word.

Senile, senile, senile!

I'll talk to you later.
I will call you later on.

Give my love to Pop.

So, feed him!

Put it down there
for him.

How old is he?
None of your business!

He's 82.

Senility is nothing to be
ashamed of, you know.
He is not senile!

It's part of life.
Will you button it?

My grandmother was senile.
She had such fun
on her birthdays.

She'd open her present,
then drift off.

Then look down, see her present,
and get happy all over again.

That's what my father does
with his breakfast cereal.

Frank. Frank.

I have a tax audit
this afternoon.
The I.R.S. has called me.

Receipts?
Yes.

Frank, I'm really worried.

Rosa's sister bought us
a lottery ticket in
New Hampshire last summer.

We won $2,500.
Now she won't talk to us.

And you didn't
report the income.

The man at the service
said they'd never check.

And this is just
the tip of the iceberg.

He said deduct
a portion of our rent.

He said don't declare
what Rosa made
selling dress patterns.

Is he gonna go
with you to the audit?
That's what they advertise.

Their office says they
are trying to find him.

Morning, Frank, Ray.
Morning.

I have a tax audit
this afternoon.
It's probably just routine.

Oh.

Iverson got 18 months.
Who is Iverson?

He didn't file a return
for seven years, Howard.
Who is Iverson?

He's a lieutenant, midtown.

They let him do his time
on the weekends.

All right!
I cheated with Rudy.
I'm that way!

I'm a creature of passion.
But am I worth
going to prison for?

Am I worth murder?
[ Man Shouting ]

Rudy! Rudy!

It's the police, Carl!
Do you want them
to shoot you...

like a dog
because of me?
Nobody's gonna be shot, ma'am.

Just tone down
your language.
Is it the police?

Yes, sir.
It is the police.

Oh, my goodness!
Sir, just take it
easy, okay?

My head's stuck!
Get me outta here!

Now, Carl, give me that hammer.

Ow! He's steppin' on my hand!

Get off his hand, Carl.

Now, will everybody
please take a minute...

and tell me what it is
that is happenin' here.

I came home to find my wife,
that slut there,

in my bed with
my former best friend, Rudy,
who I'm gonna bust up real bad!

[ Screams ]
[ Gasps ]

Give me the hammer, Carl!
You haven't hurt anybody yet.
Now, come on!

Now, cousin, can you
tell me how it is...

that you happened to get
your melon wedged
in here like this?

I don't know.
He slipped climbin'
outta the window.

I want him outta
my bathroom!

He will get outta your bathroom,
if you give that hammer
to Officer Hill.

I'm not worth
being killed for!
Ma'am, please!

Give the hammer
to Officer Hill here!

[ Rudy Whimpering ]

Attaboy, Carl.
Way to go.

Did he give him
the hammer?
Yeah, I got the hammer, sir.

Will you forgive me,
sugar?
Take it easy, okay?

Now, what we have
to do here is--

[ Hill ] Be careful now.
[ Screaming ]
Don't do that!

I can't breathe.
I can't breathe!

I think we got
a problem here, son.

Let's get
a little room here.
Excuse me.

He gave everything.
He didn't fight.

Why did they shoot him?

Would you like
to sit down?

Do you remember
anything else at all
about the way they looked?

They're white. They have--

I don't see them
very well.

Mrs. Rodriguez,
there are gonna be
some detectives...

that are gonna come back
in a little while
to talk to you.

There's gonna be some men
also that will try to
get some fingerprints.

So you're gonna have to keep
the store closed and just
don't touch anything at all.

You catch them?

Do you have someone
to come stay with you?

My children will be home
for lunch.

We got a call for
Saint Mary's Church.

Sounds pretty bad.
Crowd control.

[ Chattering ]
Get back.

Get outta the way!

Keep it clear!

Get down!

Get back!

[ Male Reporter ]
Can we just get
a word with you?

Captain Furillo.

Lieutenant Calletano.

Uh, Rosa Lombardy.

Her name in Christ
is Sister Anna Carmela.

Thirty-eight.
Raped, beaten with fists
and blunt instruments.

Mutilated.

and thighs with a knife.

Multiple internal injuries.
Shock and severe hemorrhaging.

Multiple skull fractures.

The M.E. thinks probably drugs
with the level of violence.

- Witnesses?
- Sister Agnes looked out
the convent window.

Saw a couple of guys
running away from the sacristy.

She didn't see much, Frank.

Get her down to the station.

I want a house-to-house
of streets facing the church.

Question the priest.
Any assaults or burglaries...

on or near the premises with
Sister Anna being harassed.

Get a list of all
the parishioners.
I want everybody questioned.

The inventory of what
was taken as quickly
as you can. Ray.

[ Reporters Clamoring ]
[ Helicopter Whirring ]

Excuse me, please.
Excuse me.

[ Man ]
Get your hands off that car,
please! Thank you very much.

Get me out of here
fast, Ray. I think
I'm gonna be sick.

[ Chattering ]

Leo!
Leo!

Would you please escort
the press to the outside
of the building? Thank you.

Howard, take your men
outside, would you?

There are the makings
of a first-class mob.

Alf! Alf! In my office.

Alf, I want a list of everybody
with an M.O. for church busting
in the last decade.

I wanna know who's been arrested
for loitering in churches,

for disrupting church services,
or for vandalizing churches.

I wanna know everybody
who's been dealing
in religious artifacts...

or anything vaguely
connected with church services.

I want a list of
sex offenders with a history
of this kind of violence.

I'll go through Division first,
then put in a B.C.I. request.

Do it. Good. Keep a line
open to the labs...

because when the evidence
comes in, we want to
match it up with names.

Right.
Ray, call all the pawnshops.

Tell 'em we want anything
that comes in from a church.

And even if they're not sure,
have 'em call in.

And contact all the religious
leaders in the community.

That means every denomination.
This crime is gonna
make them ugly,

and we'll need all the help
we can get keeping the hysteria
at a manageable level.

All right.

Captain, we just got word
from the hospital that
Sister Anna's in surgery.

They expect it
to take several hours.
Keep me posted.

Hold it, hold it.

That's gotta be Sister Agnes.

Tell 'em to run
her through the mug books.
But not here, in private.

Use Interrogation.
Right.

Yes. Yes!

Well, get me a supervisor
or somebody with authority.

I came to bail out
Eddie Graig.
[ Leo ] Come over this way.

Just tell your superior
that I am unable to make...

the 4:30 appointment
to audit my tax return.

Because I'm a police officer
and there is a crisis!

[ Man ] That's no excuse, sir.
What do you mean
that's no excuse?

Does a man have
to be dying in his bed?

You wouldn't do that to me.
You can't!

This is the United States
of America!

[ Man On Phone, Indistinct ]

You can?

Maricon.

Cost me money--
money and aggravation!

I'm tempted to
leave him out in the rain
and just let him melt!

Ramon, I want to go home.

Tell me.
Who's gonna buy you
in this condition, huh?

If I had known that
there would be a downtown
in the apparatus,

I would let the city come down
and take care of the tab.

Who are you, toe jam?

Not so close, Rover.
I didn't have
my typhoid shots this year.

Ramon Hernandez.
He's bailing out--
I asked him!

Please don't get involved.
Don't tell me where
to get involved!

My, my, my.
Personal involvement.

I see Eddie has soothed
at least one savage breast
with his boyish charms.

I asked you a question,
mincemeat!

I'm his business manager.
And I'm gonna take him home.

Right, Eddie?

Come here!

Don't look at me!
Look at yourself!

What do you say,
a young Dietrich?

You keep laughing, pal.
You're killing yourself.

I should tell you about
some of the things I've seen
happen to your types.

You wouldn't laugh
so much.

And that hair bag out there
is bleeding you to death!

Ramon is my only friend.
Like hell he is!

You seem like a pretty
good guy. Why do you keep
degrading yourself?

It's what I do.
Then stop doin' it!

Clean up your act,
for God's sake!
You're so dear.

You were right.
I should've kept
outta this. Come on.

[ Door Opens ]

Sister Agnes,
this is Captain Furillo.
Sister.

I'm afraid I'm not being
much help, Captain.

You're doing fine, Sister.
Just keep looking.

They were running away, Captain.
I hardly saw them.

None of these faces
means anything.

Don't be too hard
on yourself, Sister.
These things take time.

We'll find these men,
and I swear to you,
they'll be punished.

[ Sister Agnes ]
I saw the things
that they did to her body.

It will be
a hard memory to live with.

But I know Sister Anna
has already forgiven them.

I wish I could.

[ Groans ]

The damn bolts
are frozen solid!

You wouldn't believe
how often these things
happen, you know?

And you can lose 'em.
They can strangle on you.
It ain't as simple as it looks.

I don't know why you don't
try refined olive oil.

[ Man #2 ]
Petroleum jelly and shampoo
is the best we've got.

Not saying it works
every time.

How are you doing there,
Rudy, bro?

I'm sick, I'm nauseous
and I can't breathe.

If this doesn't work,
we're gonna have to call
the fire department.

I want him outta here!
I want him out right now!

[ Renko ]
Carl, would you, please!

Are you guys
ready to do somethin'
about this here?

- I'm ready. You ready, Larry?
- I'm ready. How about you?

You ready?
Yeah. I'm ready.

Terrific! Everybody's ready.
Come on over here.

Now pull a hold of here
on his leg.

Now, on the count.
Yeah.

[ All ]
One, two, three.

Okay, it's coming.
No, it's not!

He's turning blue!

- Hey, the guy
ain't breathing!
- Watch it! Watch it!

Watch it!

[ Rena ]
He's going to die!

I can't help myself.
I love that face!

[ Carl ]
I'm gonna be sick!

Why don't you go outside
and play, okay? Good.

Now, can you go
into more detail about
what they were wearing?

What do you mean?
Were their shirts long
or short-sleeved?

Did they have cuffs
on their pants? Styles?

You're gonna
get hurt up there.

What about their
general appearances?
Any scars? Acne?

Bad teeth? Was one taller
or shorter than the other?

Come on, man.
Hey, man, where's
the damn Forensics?

Saint Mary's.
[ Boy ]
Here.

Go on.
Hey, don't touch
anything back there.

Be a good guy now.
Come on, man.

Hey, let's just do
our job, eh, babe?

Hey, man,
we're wastin' our time.

The scene's been trampled on
by half the neighborhood.

I can get a better
suspect description
outta Helen Keller,

and Forensics is tied up
till next Easter.

It's a write-off, man.
Well, you tell
her that, huh?

You think I like it
any better than you do?
Now let's face it.

On the homicide hit parade,
this ain't exactly
number 10 with a bullet.

Now we can stay here
and waste time
and play games,

or we can move on
to something more promising.

Cost efficiency,
right, J.D.?
You got it.

Results, my man.
[ Dispatcher On Radio ]
767.

767.
See citizen at 1754.

[ Man ]
I told 'em I had to go
and get the jeweler's scale.

And I went in the back
and I called the station.

I heard what happened up
at Saint Mary's this morning.

And then when I came back
out here, they was gone.

Saint Mary's?
Two guys,
about 10 minutes ago.

They came in here and tried
to pawn some religious stuff.
More like eight.

Soon as he goes to use
the phone, they get jumpy,
take off and split.

Yeah, they went that way.

Straight ahead, on foot.
I saw them, the two of them.

The tall one had
a black fishnet shirt
and gray pants.

The other, jeans
and a gray sweatshirt.
I'll radio for backup.

A ripped gray
sweatshirt.

Yeah. They couldn't have
gotten very far.

Okay, thank you, sir.

Two possible suspects from
Saint Mary's in the vicinity
of Van Buren and Utica.

Two black males
between 20 and 25.

[ Policeman Over Radio ]
We're approaching 132nd
and Lynwood. Clear up here.

Unit 2203,
in the vicinity of Utica
and 138th is clear.

That's 30 seconds per block.
That's four or five minutes.

They could be all the way
to Dexter Avenue by now.

- Hold it. Get back.
I think we got it.
- [ Siren Wailing ]

- That's them.
- All right. Let's punch it.
2202. We got 'em!

They're going North on Utica,
west of Elmwood.
They're goin' down an alley.

Just south of Jefferson.

[ Sirens Approaching ]

[ Groaning ]

Come on. Move back.
Move back.
Give 'em some room.

[ Woman ]
Who are they?
Can you give me some names?

[ Coffey ] Let's imagine
there's a line here. We're
not gonna go beyond this line.

Was it clean?
Were they advised?
Oh, yeah. Right away.

What'd they say?
They're virgins. They found
the stuff in an alley.

[ All Shouting ]

Henry, show Sister Agnes
the church stuff.

Then arrange a lineup.
We'll wait for
their lawyers.

And how long
you lived there?

A couple of months!
Get outta my face!

Or what?
Or I'll spit in it!

Hey, you spit in my face,
Celestine, and I'll break
both your arms!

Now, why'd you beat up
the sister?
What sister?

Hey, where's my lawyer at?
He's on the way.

Now, I already told you,
you don't have to tell
us anything,

unless you figured
your buddy, Gerald,
is giving you up to my partner.

Giving me up for what?
Man, we tried to move
some equipment.

Talk about
we got over some nun.

What do you mean, "got over"?
Raped her. Whatever.

Nobody here said rape.

Well, beat her up!
Hey, where's my damn lawyer?

Hey, ape,
check our sheet, brother.

We did some breakin' in,
but never nothin'
like this here...

what you're sayin'
with this sister.

Was it you who robbed
those other churches?

Maybe we did,
maybe we didn't, you know?

I have to check
with my lawyer.

Hey, but I definitely say
we didn't do nothin'
with this other job.

You tellin' me your partner
couldn't do violence?

You talkin' about a fight?
Celestine's--
I mean, he's bad!

He'd take on
that cowboy dude, you see?

But he wouldn't be messing
with no religious nun.

No good, Gerald.
You guys did it. Celestine
may have been in front.

Do you want
to help yourself out?

Yeah, I'll help
myself out, Jack.

I'll shut up and wait till
my mouth get here.
Move off me!

Frank, we got a positive I.D.
from Sister Agnes
on the church items.

Good. Did Chesley
get the search warrant
for their rooming house?

He's on his way over there.
Are we ready in Lineup?

I got Bates waiting
with the sister.
We'll need a lab report.

Belker's working on that.
Tell him to kick
some butts.

Frank.
Can we get something
on the arrest, Captain?

Ralph Mancuso,
this is Captain Furillo.

Hi.
How are you?

We're here to see Celestine Grey
and Gerald Chapman.

I'm gonna be doing
affiliate work with
Miss Davenport's office.

As you probably know,
the public defender
isn't permitted to defend...

Yes, I know.
multiple suspects.

I'd like to go on record.
That's a frightening group
of people outside.

They think your clients
have committed
a frightening crime.

They'll need extra protection
going to arraignment.

They'll get it. But first,
I want them in lineup.
Lineup for whom?

For the sister who saw
the suspects fleeing.

We've already connected
your people with the goods.
Excuse me.

[ Goldblume ]
All the way to the end.
Hit your marks. Face forward.

Get your head up,
number five.

Number four,
take your hat off.

Take your time, Sister.

Turn to your left, profile.

I don't know.
I'm sorry.

I was too far away and
they were running so fast.

Frank.

Damn!
She died without
regaining consciousness.

Captain, the lab reports
are a little sketchy.

They had to operate.
That didn't help too much
with the forensics.

Did they give us anything?
Just the blood type.

The attacker was type "0,"
for whatever that's worth.
Do they know how many?

No. Are we gonna
lose these guys?

I'm worried when
we bring them out, Frank.

Howard says there are
200 people in the streets
and more coming.

Get some backups
from Jefferson Heights.

When are they
gonna take 'em downtown?
What's it to you, son?

I got a right to ask.
What, you protect 'em?
Yeah, we do.

[ Door Opens ]
Frank.

I don't have to fly
my colors for you to know
I'm a law and order man.

Howard.
Frank, I believe
in justice,

swift and sure.

I've been willing
to put my body on the line
to deliver it.

What's your problem,
Howard?

I have been standing
out there getting pelted...

by what I suspect to be
a pretty fair fraction...

of this week's dairy
and vegetable purchases
on the hill.

And I have been
asking myself, why?

We're bringing in reenforcements
from the Heights.
That's not the point, Frank.

If I wanted someone to interpose
themselves between those pulsing
masses and these savages,

I would just as soon
it were me.

After all,
my eaters are family men.

Frank, the question is, why?
Why should any of us?

Howard--
Frank, I know.

I know.

It's blasphemy.
But doggone it, Frank.

When I think of that
poor nun, when I think
of these miscreants,

when I contemplate their endless
sojourn through the futility
of that judicial process,

Frank, I think to myself,

lets us provide that mob...

with the lumber and the tools
and the picture of the scaffold,

and then we'll throw open
the prison gates and let...

those two subhuman savages...

be consumed by the monster
that they have created.

One man's opinion,
without tears.

[ Turns Faucet On ]
Thanks for the input,
Howard.

[ Door Opens ]

[ Door Closes ]
[ Sniffs ]

Eggplant?

[ Chattering ]

No. Leo, I need
a visitor's pass.

We know two men
are in custody, but as yet
we have no names,

or if in fact the police
intend to make
formal charges.

Where's Lieutenant Calletano?
I think he's in
the squad room.

[ Chattering Continues ]

Right there.
Thank you very much.

So what's it like out front?
They're not too keen
on the judicial process.

Lieutenant Calletano?
Yes.

I'm Donald Murphy.
I'll be going with you
to the I.R.S. this afternoon.

I don't understand.
Where is Mr. Owens?

He's no longer
with the company.

But I've had a quick look
at your return. Everything
seems fairly in order.

But you don't know
about the lottery ticket
or dress patterns.

How can you go with me?
What dress patterns?

I didn't declare
some extra income.
Mr. Owens said not to.

Well, that's a definite
infraction. I must
remind you, Lieutenant,

that we don't accompany
you as legal advisors.

I want to see Mr. Owens.
So does the F.B.I.

There are warrants out
for his arrest
for interstate fraud.

They think he's
in Paraguay or Bolivia.

Oh, Madre Mia.

I don't know. I guess
your return looks in order,

providing the I.R.S.
hasn't found out about
the additional income.

What would they do to me?
Excuse me?

If they know,
what will happen to me?

Yeah, I'm a little curious
about that myself.

This is my first week
on the job.

Kinda moonlighting,
if you know what I mean.

Primarily, I sell
biodegradable soap products.

Lieutenant, have you
ever held a handful of
ordinary laundry detergent?

There's a burning sensation.
That's the phosphates.

Phosphates.

I am not going.

Lieutenant, I'm told the I.R.S.
does not take kindly
to no-shows.

Get out. Get out!

Just search it again, Alf,
and then come back in.

Yeah, and the vicinity
of the building too.
Right. Okay.

Oh, Joe, have Leo
call the D.A.'s office.

Hello. And tell
Bernstein not to leave for the
grand jury till I get there.

Captain, this is
Mrs. Eladio Rodriguez.
Her husband--

I'm sorry for your loss.
Where are your men,
Captain?

I wait for the detectives
to come back. I wait
for who takes fingerprints.

I want who killed
my husband to be caught!
Mrs. Rodriguez--

I know the sister is attacked
today. Did the sister
support a family?

Does she have beautiful hands
like my Eladio had?

Mrs. Rodriguez, will you please
talk to Detective Goldblume?

He'll help you.

Joe will fill you in.
Do what you can.

[ Coffey ]
Detective Goldblume
is gonna help.

[ Man ]
Get your hands off me!
Man, get off me!

Would you please--

Excuse me. Ow!
You're on my foot.

Get off me, man!

Frank! Frank!

What is going on here?
Fay, I'm on my way out.

- [ Woman ]
Look out! He's got a gun!
- [ All Screaming ]

You're trying to kill me!
You're trying to kill me!

Get him into
Interrogation now!

Everybody out. The press.
Everybody out. Right now!

Bates, get somebody
on the front door.

Don't let anybody through
unless it's connected
with a case.

And frisk everyone.
Anybody hit?
No. I think he shot high.

You okay?
Frank, um--

You know, I just came by to ask
you about Frank Jr.'s
school registration.

Well, see, they want
to skip him a grade.

Well, I'm real happy
about it.

Well, I was thinking,
you know,

maybe he should stay
with his own age group.

Fay, could we talk about
this some other time?

He did so well on
his achievement test and--

I was so proud.
Oh, my God, Frank.
I'm bleeding.

You just caught
some flying glass.

I don't think it's serious,
but you're going
to the hospital anyway.

Ray. Ray!
Can you stand?

I think so.
I'll call you at the hospital.
You all right?

[ Chattering, Shouting ]

[ Siren Wailing In Distance ]

[ Door Opens ]

[ Bernstein ]
I'm sorry.
I heard she died.

For the grand jury,
we are gonna need
the arresting officer,

the officers who recovered
the religious articles...

and one of the
articles themselves.

- We can have
an indictment by 6:00.
- Don't go to the grand jury.

Don't go?
We've got a whole city
screaming for action on this.

I know you can get
an indictment now,
but what about down the road?

We have no weapon,
no forensics. No one
to place them at Saint Mary's.

And all they have for priors
are low-rent B&E's.

You search their place yet?
Nothing in it.

No prints in the church either.

So, come on.
You take six months,
you build a case.

Irwin, I have a lot of wrapping
with nothing in the package.

You know as well as I do,
what we don't have today isn't
gonna get better tomorrow.

They did it, didn't they?

Frank, if you're holding
something back from me--

I'm not holding anything back.
Of course they did it.

I watched these guys
in Interrogation.

For an hour and a half
the hairs on the back
of my neck stood up.

So?
So, I need
a confession, now.

If we indict for murder
without it, they go right
into protective.

Their lawyers are around them
like armor plate,

and six months from now
we don't have
a confession or a case.

But consider
the alternative.
What alternative?

We charge them with what
we have-- stolen property.

We set the bail accordingly
and they'll have an
interesting choice, won't they?

Are you kidding?
Frank, there's
a lynch mob out there.

I know there's
a lynch mob out there.
I think I can use it.

You will be signing
a death warrant.

Call the judge.

[ Tapping Fingers ]

Mrs. Bernstein,
look what your son
Irwin is doing.

[ Dialing Phone ]

[ Man ] Twenty-six on
the calender. Gerald Chapman
and Celestine Grey.

Charged with one
40.20 misdemeanor--
possession of stolen property.

[ Crowd Murmuring ]

[ Gavel Raps ]

Mr. D.A.,
your application?

Your Honor, in view of the
relative lack of seriousness
of the crimes charged,

the People are not
asking for bail.

Defendants may be released
on their own recognizance.

[ Gavels Raps ]
[ Judge ]
Defense counsel?

Very reasonable.
Reasonable?

Judge, my client
was shot at this afternoon.

My client's name
is in every newspaper
connected to a heinous crime.

Look at this courtroom,
infested with vultures.

I demand protective
incarceration
for my client.

As you know, Miss Davenport,
it's not the purpose of bail...

to protect defendants
from matters
not before this court.

D.A.'s request granted.
Released on recognizance.

Judge, is the court unaware
there may be mob contracts
on my client's life?

[ Judge ] Miss Davenport,
this is a tribunal
of rules and procedures.

If your client were charged
with a felony,

he could elect to remain
in custody under C.C.P. 3606.

But since we only have
a misdemeanor--

Why only a misdemeanor, Judge?
Can you answer me that? Why?

The items taken from the church
are very possibly
of felony value.

Are you going to let the D.A.
avoid the intent of 3606...

by connivingly charging
only a misdemeanor?

Don't let her start with
that technical stuff, Judge!
Give 'em to us!

- [ Crowd Shouting ]
- [ Gavel Raps ]

Your Honor, rather than overtax
the Corrections Department
with a needless incarceration,

the People have decided
simply to drop the charges.

The defendants, though
they remain prime suspects

in a capital crime
are free to go.

Free to go?
Your Honor,
this is a travesty.

I petition for police protection
for my client.

You'll have to speak
to Captain Furillo about that.

Charges dismissed
on motion of D.A.

For the record then.
For the record!

The district attorney
and the police department
have clearly conspired...

to dismiss the charges
in this case...

in order
to coerce a confession
of murder by my client...

or his codefendant.

So what we have here...

is a neat little exercise
in legalist vigilantism.

What got you into their bed,
Your Honor?

A little letter of the law
in one ear,

a little good
of the community in the other?

Miss Davenport, before you
extend your speculations,

I'm going to suggest
that you reflect on the fact...

that there is no longer
a case before this court.

And then count whatever
it is you count...

when you're trying to regain
your self-control.

- In the interim,
this court is adjourned.
- [ Gavel Raps ]

[ Shouting ]
And don't you ever,

when you come
before this bench,

ever speak like that
to me again,

or I'll throw you in jail.

[ Crowd Murmuring ]

You railroading bastard!

Captain, my client
has advised me he would
like to talk with you.

Second degree murder
with no recommendation
for leniency.

Captain, you're talking
25-to-life.

You work the numbers, counselor.
No leniency.

But we do get
the name change
and the federal facility.

Standard change of identity.
Maximum security
federal penitentiary.

But he rolls all the way over,
confession plus testimony.

Gerald?

It was Celestine
who said to do it.

She wouldn't let us.

She locked us
out of the room.

And Celestine,
all loaded and jumpin' bad--

Get the stenographer.

These are about what happens
to some people when,

you know,
they get senile.

They're from the library.
You can keep them
for 60 days.

Thank you.

May I call you
by your first name?

Sure.

Mick, it looked
like Living With Forgetting
was the best.

I think one of the chapters--
it's about not being ashamed.

I put a bookmark.

You look good.

I thought about what you said
before about degrading myself.

- No more bus station men's
rooms for Eddie Graig.
- Attaboy.

I'm gonna work the men's room
at the Hotel Excelsior.

I want you to know
that what you did tonight
frightens me.

I understand.
Do you?

This is the kind of crime
that tears a city apart.

It brings out but savage
in thousands of people.

It has to be dealt
with very quickly.
So the book goes out the window.

I went by the book.
I pushed a little hard
at the bindings.

That's a crock of
the well-known article,
Furillo. You bulldozed--

I did what I've seen you do
for your clients 50 times.
I used every resource.

Furillo,
I'm a public defender.

I play a role in a system
of checks and balances.

And other people are supposed
to play theirs with
the same kind of energy.

You with your jungle justice
threw that all
out of whack today.

Gerald Chapman
would've confessed
to killing Abraham Lincoln...

to avoid that mob tonight.

I can live with
what I did, Joyce.

I went by my instincts
and they were right.

Under these circumstances,
I'd do it again.

You can trust
your instincts, Frank.

Maybe even I can
trust your instincts.

But I don't want to trust
everybody's instincts.

I want there to be rules,
and I want them obeyed,

especially by people
who wear badges and guns.

You perverted
the law tonight,

and you're so damned happy
about snagging your confession,

you don't even begin
to see it yet.

Please see it, Frank.

How's Fay?
Is she all right?

I talked to her.
She has a couple of
stitches in her head.

Yeah, she's all right.

Frank, I don't think I want
to be with you tonight.

I understand.

Gerald not only gave
a confession, he gave the
location of the murder weapon.

There's no mistake here.
These are the killers.

Is that where you make
your stand finally, Frank?

With the oldest excuse
in the world--

the end justifies
the means?

Frank, on the Rodriguez
robbery-homicide.

I went over there
with Mrs. Rodriguez.
No witnesses.

No way we're gonna
get an ongoing S.I.D.

Let's at least try,
first thing tomorrow.

[ Sighs ]

I'll do my best,
but we're really jammed.

I don't think we're gonna
make this one, Frank.

Frank.
Oh, Ray. How'd it go
with the I.R.S. today?

I called the district manager
and explained our situation.

I will see him tomorrow
afternoon at 4:30.

The men are proud of
what you did today, Frank.

Bless me, Father,
for I have sinned.

[ Mews ]