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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.