All language subtitles for t.j_hooker_s02e03_the_empty_gun

Take a breath.

Romano's shooting the eyes out of the
target today.

Yeah, well, it all evens out, Stacy.
Last week, he wouldn't have Rick Wall if

fell off.

All right.

Some of you Phase 4 field -certified
recruits are actually getting to the

Where you're beginning to show you know
what your weapons are all about.

Accuracy is beginning to creep into your
shooting.

Accuracy is in the eye and in the steady
hand.

And the third and most important element
is here.

Judgment.

Knowing when to shoot and when not to
shoot.

Read over the law in your shooting
policy manual.

Next week, a shooting simulator.

I'll be testing accuracy and judgment.
And I expect first -rate scores from

and every one of you. All right.

Throw your empties in the can, load your
weapons with factory ammo, find your

field officer, and hit the streets.

Good shooting, Romano.

Thanks, Dempsey.

I'm just trying to keep up with you.

Not bad, Romano.

Well, paper targets are easy.

Army taught me accuracy. You taught me
judgment.

I just hope I can put the two together
when I face the real thing.

Well, if it comes, some cops make it to
retirement without capping around

outside this range.

Well, that's for me.

I'm ready, man. Let's do it.

Don't get in till we wait till all
customers leave.

I've got some terrific buys on records
and tapes at Swap Me.

I mean, stuff just off the chart. A
sound I dig, you know. Swap Me? Yeah.

Hmm, maybe I'll give that a go.

Bet I could pick up some decent music,
too. Sure.

There's always a gray beard or two who
cleans out their attic. Watch the gray

beard jazz, will you, Junior? And that
music wasn't junk. I mean, Dorsey,

Goodman, Beneke.

You just don't know good music.

Watch it, Hooker.

Sorry, Hooker.

Thinking about things, you know.

Annie, will you be careful? Pretty as
you are, you don't want to end up as a

hood ornament.

You know me.

I'm a lover.

I just had a lover's quarrel with the
world, that's all.

They're after me again, you know.

They are? Who might they be?

Bunch of them, that's all.

They're after what I got in my car, they
are.

Well, we'll keep an eye out for them.

Anybody gives you a problem, you just
holler loud and clear for us,

You be careful, though.

Bye, Annie.

How did that happen?

What does it?

Alcohol?

Drugs?

Loneliness? Annie Grand is her name.

She turned up when I was a rookie.

Her husband died.

She moved out into the streets.

Family, friends, everybody tried to get
her back. She wouldn't go.

So finally they stopped trying.

Forget how she looks and how she talks.
Underneath all that grime, she's as

sharp as a tack.

Yeah, but for an old lady like that, I
mean, life on the streets has got to be

game of day -to -day survival.

I mean, where does she sleep at night?

Anywhere she can park her cart.

The park, bus stop benches, the corner
of an alley on a cold and windy night.

As bad as it seems, you talk to Annie,
she says she's got one priceless

commodity that makes it all worthwhile.

Her freedom.

Yeah?

You believe that?

Not for a moment, Junior, not for a
moment.

Come on, man, you got more than this. I
sell nickel and dime, that's all there

is, I swear it.

Suppose you empty your pockets, huh?

That one's too pop.

Come on. Give me.

Nickel and dives, huh?

All units in the vicinity of 211 silent
at 2301 South Court. Four out of 30

handle code three.

Put a roger on that.

I'll take this one.

We gotta back up Martinez and Romano.
You okay?

I will be when I nail that punk.

God.

The other one get away?

Yeah, he got away.

Get him out of here.

What's the matter with you?

What do you mean, what's the matter with
me?

You unnecessarily exposed yourself to a
street punk not 60 seconds after he shot

Martinez. There's a cop laying dead over
there!

You can be with him!

I thought I trained you better than
that. Hooker! I'm sorry, Judy, I don't

to hear your explanations.

Sit him with the shooting team.

You'll be riding him with them,
answering their questions.

It could have been you killed out there
just as easy as Martinez, Romano.

Yeah, well, some of the veterans around
here are acting like they wish it had

been me.

Well, I heard a lot of them say you
screwed up.

Screwed up?

How? You could have wasted that dirt
bag, Romano. You didn't.

He's a juvenile, Benteen.

He is a cop.

Killer.

I didn't have to shoot.

It's an 18 prize.

Not a day spent in juvenile hall.

A hophead supporting his habit by
preying on old people.

Now he's a cop killer.

I just talked to the shooting team.

Martinez's piece was empty.

The creep tried to kill Romano. Romano
knew it.

Empty?

I counted.

He'd fired six times.

It's not a living soul to ask if you
would count it with nobody to ever know

difference. You could have blown that
cop killer and punk away.

All right. Hey, okay.

Look, Lily Blossom, you're never going
to make it through probation.

And you better hope you never find
yourself in a spot where you're going to

the help of a real cop.

There's a wrong kind of talk around
here, Bente.

That's just you shut your loud mouth and
cool off.

Because if I hear it again, I'll put you
to the wall.

I owe you, Hooker.

Not him.

You owe me nothing.

I did my job out there. Romano did his.
Right now, you're on the edge of not

doing yours.

Don't you ever threaten not to back a
fellow officer.

Anybody else got anything to say?

You didn't tell me you knew the gun was
empty.

Does it make a difference to you that it
was?

You did what the book says.

Look, thanks for what you said to
Benteen, but I asked you a question.

I've got to know.

Is there a difference between what we're
taught and what goes down on the

street?

Under the same circumstances, the same
dope -headed, cop -killing,

dirtbag...

Man.

I've just gone over the incident with
the shooting team. That's first -rate

on your part.

I'm glad somebody thinks so, sir.

I do. It's a fine example for the other
recruits.

Thank you, sir.

Captain Sheridan, what's the procedure
for transferring to a new training

officer? Do you mean transfer away from
Hooker?

Yes sir.

That's exactly what I mean.

I talked to Mrs. Martinez at the funeral
today.

I just wanted to say that I was sorry.

She looked at me and said that I had a
chance to avenge your husband's death

didn't.

You're not an avenger. You're a cop.

Like your husband was.

He was the best.

He had your kind of idealism.

Don't you ever lose it.

When I saw that woman's eyes, and the
eyes of her two children,

I had a hard time remembering I was
right.

Well, you were, and that's what counts.

Benteen and a lot of others don't think
so.

Benteen will come around.

I'll bring a lot of others around to his
way of thinking.

You know who his new partner is?

A Phase 4 recruit like me, Dempsey.

Sheridan told me that you asked for a
new training officer.

Yeah, well... Might be frying pan to the
fire, but all things

considered, Hooker, I think it might be
better for both of us.

You got a long way to go before your
probation's over.

And a lot to learn after that.

Oh, I'm learning new things every day.

Like how people act and accuse and come
down on other people.

Look, Hooker, I've had it with the whole
thing. Why don't we just forget about

it, huh?

Because you asked me a question
yesterday and charged off with your own

conclusions before I could bring up an
answer.

Second thoughts, huh?

Hey, Ramon, I've had 15 years of
experience to sort out yesterday.

The punk killed a cop.

Another one of us.

And I don't have any answers.

And I haven't got the power to stop it.

And I can't change the system. All I can
do... It's what one cop on the beat can

do.

So, yes.

I saw a friend of mine lying dead on the
street.

And for a moment, it crossed my mind
down deep.

I wanted that punk blown away.

And that's the thought that bothered me.

Because what you did was right for you,
for me, for every cop that straps into

harness and pins on a badge.

Now that the jungle out there is ten
times worse than it is, and if the

hired to enforce the law break it, then

there'll never be hope for any of us.

You ask where I was coming from and what
I would have done out there?

That's it.

how can i go wrong learning from a cop
like you that's what i was thinking when

i decided on your transfer partner i'm
not approving it

Mr. Bernstein.

You better keep your big mouth shut.

You open up your yap to the police pops
and we'll be back.

That's a promise.

Let's get out of here.

Don't, Mr. Bernstein.

Don't be intimidated.

We know that Terry Minetti is behind
this and has trialed it this afternoon.

We'll make a report on this.

You can ride with us to the courtroom
and testify so you can be punished.

Punished?

I see the ones from this very
neighborhood. They do terrible, awful

they're back on the street in days.

Not always, Mr. Bernstein.

And this time, with your testimony,
maybe we can take one off the streets.

I'm a lone hooker.

Alone for the past six and a half years.
And I only got a little left in my

life. Somebody else has to fight. I'm
tired.

Very tired.

Mr. Bernstein, you identified Terry
Manetti in a lineup. They need you at

trial.

So I made a mistake.

If the judge wants to lock me up for not
obeying his subpoena, you tell him

where I live, Hooker.

You tell him to come see what they did
to my place before he locks me

up.

You hate me?

I have work to do.

It's called the law of crime.

But lonely old men shouldn't be the
losers.

Now, tell me what happened in your own
words.

Okay, ma 'am.

Well, first I heard the noise in the
liquor store, and then these guys come

running out, and then the police came.

Is that when you ran from the front of
this liquor store?

Yes, yes, ma 'am. I was really scared,
you know, because I knew the police had

an in for me.

Well,

then this big policeman, that big
policeman, he grabbed me in the alley,

thought he was crazy.

Why do you say that?

Well, he pulled out his billy club, and
he started hitting me and screaming,

and... I got really scared. I didn't
know what to do. I mean, he was hitting

and... Well, so I grabbed at him, you
know, and everything got all confused. I

mean, I didn't know I had his gun and it
just went off. I mean, he was just

grabbing for the gun and it went off.

Murder one was reduced to negligent
manslaughter.

about the four shots he actually did
fire at me?

Well, they went the way of the two that
killed Martinez.

He didn't really fire them at you.

He was afraid because the cops had been
shot.

They tried to scare you.

Believe it. The court did.

So what did he get behind all of his
defenses?

Juvenile probation for a year.

It was the best the judge could come up.

I don't understand.

Something's wrong, Hooker.

I did my job.

He killed a man.

I brought him to trial.

He's guilty.

And he's strutting out of here like a...

Peacock? Putting dirt on everything
that's good and decent.

Where's the incentive to do it right the
next time if this lousy system doesn't

work? Well, the incentive is knowing how
much worse it would be if we didn't do

it right.

You don't like what happened in there? I
don't like it. The people don't like

it.

It's up to the people to change it.

Just aren't enough cops to watch them
all.

Especially in Minetti.

Right, so we gotta be resourceful. Use
what there is to be used.

You got the word out on him? The word's
been out on him.

I love it. Music to my ears.

Music?

What's music to your ears?

They're gonna change a piece from that
thing.

Whoa.

That's too bad for a couple minutes of
work, huh?

Sure beats when my old man gets humping
me all six days a week.

Check that license on the hot seat.

Oh, man, it took her.

Oh, why'd I have to drive by him now?
Just relax.

We haven't got any stolen goods on us to
keep to now. Are you crazy? I stole

this car this morning.

What?

Ain't that a shame?

Never would have happened you weren't
harassing us.

Hands behind your back.

And Dick, what'll happen to him?

His poor family.

This family is financially responsible
for property loss.

The family doesn't have any money.

So the victim will suffer the loss.

Unfortunately.

But the car was stolen.

Won't he be... Mom, look, nothing's
going to happen to Deke, all right?

It was his first offense and it was
joyriding.

And a probation officer will let him
off. That's the way it always works.

What can they do to me?

Aren't you, Sarge?

I guess I was a passenger.

We don't have any evidence to hold him.

We're releasing him in your custody,
Mrs. Manette.

It'll be your responsibility.

Happy now?

Let's go.

That's Terrence Minetti, the one who...
Yeah, that's him. I don't understand

what's happening around here.

Everyone says Officer Benteen would have
shot him.

Him and a lot of others, I guess.

Ben, are we going to change?

I mean, after being in the field a few
years.

I don't know.

I hope not.

Well, field certified or not.

I wonder if I'll ever be ready for a
shoot -don't -shoot situation.

In Nam, I did a lot of shooting.

I always had an invisible enemy.

Never eye to eye.

Man to man.

I don't want things, Stacey.

Ready for it or not, I don't want to not
want it.

You guys get the other one. All right.

Dempsey, your score has dropped since
the last time. You're way below average

judgment and accuracy.

You shot an innocent bystander. You
wounded a fellow officer.

You let an armed felon get off two shots
before you returned fire, and then you

hit him in the foot.

Dempsey, I suggest more work on the
firing range.

As for judgment...

That will come in time.

Get it better.

You can go now.

Yes, sir.

Benteen.

Dempsey's judgment has taken a nosedive.

No, you can't tell Jack from these
computers.

These you can.

Dempsey has developed an attitude
problem, Benteen.

You're it.

Now look, Hooker. No, you look and
listen for a change.

You've got your ideas about this job and
how it should be done. That's your

right.

But you damn well better stop bringing
them to work with you. And you damn well

better remember who you're talking to.

I'm not one of your rookies, Hooker.

That's right, you're not.

If you think for one particle of a
second that I'm going to let you turn

material like Dempsey into some kind of
swaggering cowboy cop who makes his own

rules, you're traveling down the wrong
road, friend, because I'm not. I'm

it to him like it is.

No, you're not.

You're putting it down the way you want
it.

And that's not the way it goes.

And you damn well better stop.

Sin in Romano.

There's a difference between being alert
and being tense.

I'm glad it's simulated.

Put it on the corner, partner.

On the line.

That place was a goldmine.

We hit the fence this place, and then
I'm going to see my man about a sleigh

ride.

You've been doing a lot of no lately.

Yeah, well, we keep on like we are. I'm
going to be able to buy that pure stuff.

Tails.

Thanks again, bitch.

There you go.

You ever notice how much better food
tastes when you don't pay for it

Nah, I guess you wouldn't.

Keep it up, Romano.

Next go around on the shooting
simulator.

It won't be a repeat of the best scores
in the class. I'm going to program the

computer so you plunk.

Hey, Annie.

Afternoon, Annie. And this time, I pick.

And I program the music.

What's happening, Annie?

Say, you know, those burglaries and the
stolen goods you were asking me about

the other day.

I'm here to tell you straight.

Right? Now that vicious young man,
Eddie, is spending his crooked money on

Sound interesting?

Very. I'm all ears, sweetheart.

That recording studio on Baxter, the one
where no good music is ever heard,

that's the place you want.

I can't push my cart by there anymore
without having to put in my earplugs.

Thanks, Annie. I'm very grateful.

Faber -Hooker? For you, sweetheart. The
man in the liquor store.

His trombone is an important, wonderful
instrument.

My handyman friend Claudio at the
Salvation Army is fixing it so it can be

again.

He'll have it ready tomorrow.

Meet me in the park.

At noon.

So you can take it back to him.

That's nice of you, Annie.

Really nice. You can count on my being
there.

That music makes the world a better
place.

Not so lonely.

Man has saved my bacon more than once.

Stay close to him, Incer.

Stay close to him.

Don't worry about it, Annie. I won't let
him out of my sight.

Not too close.

You know, I'm learning something every
day, Hooker.

You never told me Annie was one of your
snitches. She's not a snitch at all.

She's another concerned citizen.

My own private neighborhood watchman,
sir. Uh -huh.

What do you say we go shake and bake
Terry Manetti?

You're on fire.

He's coming here as deadly as their
music, Junior.

So watch yourself.

Well, I never said I liked punk rock
music.

I guess it all sounds the same to my
untrained ear.

are always going to be around.

Because I got nothing but time.

Time. That's all I need. Time.

Time is going to see you in jail, punk.

I'm expecting a better grade from you
next week, Dempsey.

Well, I've been working on this, Sarge.

I've been at the range every day. Four
out of six, see the woman. Possible 459

activity. 210 Bright Drive, apartment
116.

Four out of six, Roger.

Mark is on the door handle.

It's on that side of the building.

Take the back. I'll go this way.

It's a green Buick. I got the license.

Let's roll.

All units in the vicinity.

A 459 just occurred.

Suspect driving a 1974 Buick. Green.
East in the alley. Paralleling 200 block

Bright's Drive.

Four out of 30. Handle code three.

Where's Manetti?

Where is he?

Where's Manetti?

On your foot.

Hands back.

He'll make it, Hooker.

You okay?

Yeah.

What about me? I'm bleeding.

Romano, did you know that when a juvie
turns 18, his entire criminal record is

wiped out? No matter what his path, it's
a clean slate.

Right, that's the law. And according to
this young fellow's folder, he turned 18

the day before yesterday.

We're about to make a mark on that clean
slate, Romano.

Happy birthday, punk.

My ears are killing me, Romano.

And I'm getting tired of waiting.

What did Hooker want me here for anyway?
And why did I have to shave? Once a

week is enough.

It'll just be a few more minutes, Mr.
Bernstein. Hang on.

I think he's objecting to the music.
That, young lady, isn't music.

I guess we're outnumbered.

Oh, that's better.

Pop Ernst, I'd like you to meet Annie
Grand, an old and dear friend of mine.

She went to the same finishing school as
my mother, as a matter of fact.

It's a great pleasure, Miss Grand.

Actually, my name is Arnold.

Charmed.

Arnold, it's a great pleasure to meet a
musician good enough to have played with

the great Glenn Miller.

Arnold, this is your word from Sergeant
Hooker and me.

It's a long story that Annie will fill
you in on later, Pop.

I mean, Arnold.

Arnold, my friend Claudio does good
work, but he couldn't test it out.

I'd sure love to hear some of that good
music again.

That horn has a lot of beautiful music
left in it. The two of you can share.

Thanks for all of this, Hooker.