All language subtitles for MICHAEL HAYES Ep. 1 _Prequel_ (1997) David Caruso

I'm working on something here. Hey, stay
here.

We have a female for a patient who looks
to be 18 or 19 years old. Two visible

injuries to the back of the skull.

The color marks say very close range.

Put the light here. Give me a glove.

It's a small caliber.

It's an execution.

Can't find any clothes anywhere.

You ready?

Rolling R!

She's a kid. Who the hell would execute
a kid?

Genital bruising.

You let her pray, Hugo.

You let her pray while you raped her.

We find this guy.

We find him.

You okay?

Yeah. Who was she?

Just a girl.

You solve it?

Nope.

Who knows why one sticks with you and
others don't, huh? Who knows?

Ready?

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Reputed godfather Richard Corteel sat
expressionless as he listened to the

day of testimony of his former
underboss, Tony Pascoe. To secure his

the United States Attorney granted
Pascoe immunity on 12 mob -related

Killings he personally carried out, he
said, at the request of Corteel.

I asked federal prosecutor John Manning
what kind of message this was sending to

other mobsters.

I think the message to organized crime
is loud and clear.

You want to do business in this city?
You can expect to go to jail for the

of your life. Thank you.

Paper's the time for Judge Engel. Far
too many.

You're his favorite prosecutor.

And there is a Mrs. Farrell in your
office with her lawyer and a half dozen

boxes. Mrs. Farrell of Farrell Paving.
Don't gloat. It gives you lines.

Get me Nevins, and get me somebody in
here who can add eight -digit figures

without moving their lips.

Michael Hayes, this is the United States
Attorney's Office.

Mrs. Farrell, even if your husband's
financial records do prove what you're

saying... He steals from me, he steals
from the government, and she gets the

beach house in Montauk. And she would
be?

She's 21, he's 51. You tell me what else
she sees in him.

You see, Mrs. Farrell, even if what
you're saying is true, I see this as a

matter for the IRS and not publicly.
He's not afraid of the IRS.

He's afraid of you.

All I hear is that son of a bitch
Michael Hayes.

Anytime he even heard your name, he
couldn't perform for two weeks.

You can see why I'm interested.

Well, I'm afraid I'm still not.

What do I have to do?

There's a rumor, Mrs. Farrell.

That some asphalt companies are bribing
city officials to reveal their sealed

bids after bidding closes.

For instance, your husband's company.

Now, it's just a rumor.

But if anyone had proof of bid fixing, I
would do everything in my power to

proceed again.

My husband has an office in our
basement.

All the best people do.

Anything you bring me, I'll be happy to
take a look at.

Mr. Powell.

Sorry.

Elevator is that way.

Take care.

They shoot the fat man nine times, I
leave on a sidewalk to die.

Six years later, I find out he got up,
took a bus to Florida, leaving all the

way. So somebody bumps into him.

They hardly recognize him. He had to cut
out his stomach till it was the size of

a golf ball. He couldn't eat anything.

The guy's now 160 pounds. He looks
great. Says he owes it all to me.

So I'm thinking.

Maybe if all this is over, I should go
on a diet business. Bing, bing, bing.

That'll be a hundred hours.

We find this guy.

We find him. A great American.

I know you've got a history. Are you
okay with this?

How big of a dirt bag does a guy have to
be before we don't roll out the red

carpet for him?

It depends on what he's after.

Bing, bing, bing.

Pascoe did your victim, the girl in the
field.

He confessed to it as part of his
immunity deal. Now he walks.

She was the hooker.

The witness that was there when he
killed Joe the Bull.

So he said.

Hey, Dave.

Michael. Hey, haven't forgotten your way
back, huh? Not the wife.

Wife's good. Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

You go.

Counselor. You go. I am buying you one,
no ifs or buts. Do not hear me

complaining.

You do not hear me complaining. Haven't
been in here in six years.

Dave, man. What brings you back? Guilt
of conscience?

Simply times.

Yeah.

So, all comes around, huh?

Pascoe confesses, cleans up our case.

This is just you and me celebrating,
right?

What was her name?

Alice Yeager.

Yes, we found out that much, huh?

What, do you want to know Mike is still
the same guy?

You have that psychology crap on, don't
you? If you had just called, I would

have told you you're not. The reason
you've been married five times.

I could deal with a piece of dirt like
that, man. I could never do your job.

Not my case. No disrespect.

I do not envy you. I could never in a
million years. Not my case.

Besides, we got courtier out of it, so
if it was my case, I probably wouldn't

have done the same thing.

You know what bothers me? What gets me
now?

Stupid thing. He called her a hooker.

She was no hooker, Michael. She was a
waitress in a diner. People can't do

She worked a 12 -hour shift until the
day she died.

You looked at her face, Michael. She was
no hooker, and you know that.

Can't believe Manning let anybody tape
this confession.

I don't think he knew.

FBI knows how to cover their ass.

Why don't you use a crowbar?

I'll do what it takes.

Can I just ask you one question?

Mm -hmm.

What the hell are you doing, man? This
guy confessed to this crime.

What are you gonna do, prove he didn't
do it? He's given immunity on all 12

murders based on the fact that they were
mob -related, right? He was a witness

to a mob hit. Anyway, it doesn't matter.
Immunity is immunity. He's got it. We

gave it to him.

Listen to this.

We shot Joe. We dumped his body under
the boardwalk on Coney Island. Then we

hopped on the Bell Parkway.

We did her in the field near the docks
on the other side of town. The bodies

found. They're not going to tell no
story.

Why the girl?

Joe was supposed to be alone.

He was almost 70 years old. He's got
asthma and whatnot.

It was 9 o 'clock on a weeknight. We get
to his place. We start to go toward the

window.

It's those windows that have the
curtains that cover the bottom, not the

You see a restaurant?

Cafe curtains.

Cafe curtains.

So we're sneaking up toward the window
to look in.

and a blonde head pops up.

And it goes down right away.

And it pops up again. Just the top of
the head is all you see popping up and

down, up and down.

So we look in, and Jo was banging this
hooker.

I mean, she's going up and down like a
rubber ball.

So we step back. We figure it'll be over
in a couple minutes.

She'll be gone.

No, 45 minutes later, they're still
going at it. She hasn't stopped bouncing

a second. I mean, the stamina of youth,
I could understand.

But Jo, I mean, he's old, like a
grandfather.

We got to do what we got to do.

So Jimmy Stocks, rest his soul, goes in
with me.

He pulls the hooker up by the ponytail.
I take Joey, toss him both in the trunk.

When we get to Coney Island... I'm
sorry.

Picture my face.

We open the trunk, and she's on top of
him again.

I felt bad just putting him apart. I
mean...

Pretty funny story, huh?

Quite a laugh.

You're making this personal. Don't make
this personal, Michael. I looked in her

face, Eddie. She was no prostitute. She
was a kid. He's confessing to murder.

Why would he lie about the details? I
don't know.

I don't know, but she was no prostitute.
And if he's lying about that, he may be

lying about why he killed her.

I'm going to change my shirt before the
sun comes up.

You want to hear something funny?

I've been stuck in a laundry room ever
since I've been here, trying to get shop

duty for three years.

I remember.

It's clean work, got a view of the river
from the workbench.

So finally it comes through, last week,
two weeks before I get out.

The funny thing is, you could have
picked up the phone any time and made it

happen, but then everybody would have
known I was your kid brother.

Danny, everybody does know.

Well, how come you didn't make the call,
Mike?

Well, I got you in here.

Could have been Raleway State Penn,
right?

What'd I do if I could say thanks?

You called Danny Jr. lately?

Does he know I'm getting out?

Mm -hmm.

Walked in on him making a welcome home
poster. I think he's hoping to get a

chance to put it out.

Sounds like you're over there a lot,
huh? I'm over there time to time.

How's my wife?

She still hate me?

What she may be saying and how she may
be feeling could be two different

but I do think you should call her.

When I get out, I can't go back there.

Okay.

Come stay with me.

Okay. Okay.

Okay.

All right, let me clear out some stuff.

Leave it. I'll hawk it.

because they're there at the house at 9
o 'clock. They waited outside 45

minutes, then they dragged Joe and Alice
outside, make it 9 .45.

Puts the two of them still alive into
the trunk of his car, drives to Coney

Island, drags Joe out and pops him. How
far from Joe's to Coney Island? About

five miles through Brooklyn. Okay,
weeknight, make it 10 .15.

Hops on the belt, parkway, drives to the
docks in Red Hook. Okay, 10 .45, 11.

Kills Alice, so either rapes her and
then kills her.

Fluids decompose, we could not prove it.
By then it's 11 .30, 11 .40, drives

from there to his club in Williamsburg.

Surveillance photo picks him up into him
right after midnight.

Cortill's defense team went over every
syllable.

Found nothing to contradict his
statement.

Hopped on the belt park, Ray. What? What
you got?

Hopped on the belt park.

Okay. I used to go to law school, St.
John's, okay? And I would go to school

from the precinct after the dog shit,
and I never... Took the belt parkway.

not? Is there an entrance there? There's
an entrance two blocks from the

boardwalk. I never took it.

Brooklyn? Who the hell knows Brooklyn,
anyway?

I do.

Check. Funnily, it was open, because my
bet is that the ramp was not open until

after I graduated, which would be two
and a half years later, which means the

funny man is a liar.

Give me highway department.

Thank you, Madam Attorney General. I'll
pass it on.

Goodbye, ma 'am.

And I hate that they can reach you
everywhere.

Sounded like a nice call, though.

And from Washington, you don't get those
often.

In fact, you get them about, well,
never.

I've already ordered my steak. What are
you having? I won't eat.

Well, they're reading our reports,
they're watching CNN, and they are very

with how the Cortile case is going. As
they should be.

Manning tells me he stole his files.

Sir, I'd like to think we're all on the
same team. I'd like to think there's

going to be peace on Earth.

What, are you doing everybody's job now,
Michael?

There are inconsistencies in the Pascoe
testimony that I find troubling. The

deal is based on the fact that Corteel
ordered all 12 murders. I believe Pascoe

is lying about one of them.

So, nine years ago, you were a homicide
cop investigating a murder.

Now that murder just happened to develop
troubling inconsistencies.

What are you saying, Michael?

He didn't kill this girl? No, sir. He
killed the girl. I just don't think it

mob related. I think he knew it would
surface, so he put it into the pot.

He also claimed that she was a
prostitute.

She was a 19 -year -old girl bouncing up
and down on the lap of a 65 -year -old

guy. He further claimed to have taken an
exit ramp on the Bell Parkway that did

not exist at the time. Well, you want to
take away his immunity deal because he

took the wrong ramp?

This is what's troubling you?

I asked you here to say two words to
you.

Richard. If you want to volunteer for
his defense team, do it on weekends.

I better get back.

Michael, don't be a pain in the ass.

Hey, I hear Bond pinned your ears back.

You got too many spies, my friend.

Lindsay Strauss?

Two floors up. Thanks.

So where do we go?

I want to re -interview everybody
connected to the Alice Yang case. You

to talk to everybody you talked to nine
years ago? That's right. Dig them up.

See what we missed. What do you mean you
never missed anything? Obviously, I

did. You spent how many years on it?
Many, many, and I should never have

stopped. And what makes you think I have
better luck than you? Because you're a

better investigator than I am. Are you
saying that I'm better than you? That's

what I'm saying. Call Hugo. He'll help
you.

Huh.

Sorry. I'm Lindsay Strauss.

Oh.

Sorry. I'm Michael Hayes. You're chief
of public corruption. You don't need to

introduce yourself. You must have really
pissed somebody off.

Okay.

Meaning what?

No, just meaning that they stick you up
in a shoebox. I don't... Anyway,

considering your reputation is what I
mean.

And by reputation, you mean...

By your reputation, I mean that if
there's a legal Gordian knot to untie

can't find the ends of the rope, you
seek out Lindsey Strauss.

Oh.

Okay, so... How can I help you?

You're familiar with the Pascoe case?

Yes.

I want to pop out one of the murders
from his immunity agreement.

The agreement?

Our boss' U .S. attorney gave him.

Yeah, he's scheduled to do four years in
Ellenwood. I want him to do life in a

place where they're not going to put a
mint on his pillow.

And this would be after Pascoe has kept
his end of the bargain?

That's correct.

Are you looking for space on my floor?
Because, you know, what there is, I

jealously.

Let's say that he's lying about the
details of one of the murders.

Then, in theory, the deal is invalid.

It can be prosecuted on all counts for
12 murders.

Everything is said, his entire testimony
can be used against him.

Can you prove he lied?

Not yet.

Here's why you're risking. The jury
hears he lied about this, they're not

to believe a word he said about anything
else.

What if I want both?

What if I want Pascoe and a conviction
on Cotillo?

Well, with the information coming out
this late, I'd say that the odds on that

happening are nil.

Is that why I brought it to you?

Think about it.

Uncle Mike, why is it in Sal's basement?
It's in Sal's basement because Sal

taught me how to fish in the same way
I'm going to teach you.

What if we don't get it? Danny.

Here's the deal.

You don't have to go to sleep until you
have in your possession one genuine spin

master Titan body.

So if you don't get it, I can stay up
for a week.

A month.

Cool.

Danny, go do your math.

Yes.

Do a good job. Okay.

See you later.

Yes, ma 'am?

He'll have good manners even if I can't
give him anything else.

Sal is checking out a job for Danny.

No, I'm sorry.

I'm picturing Danny with a lunchbox.

Danny punching a time clock.

He deserves a chance.

You know what? I want him to have every
chance.

What if?

I guess I don't hear you mentioning you
and Danny.

You know, um, he never opened his mouth
without lying, and he stole from me, and

he stole from his son.

How do I take him back, huh?

You give him time.

Caitlin, people change.

Danny can change.

Michael, you know, even you have a hard
time believing that.

You're deep in love.

Michael, check it out. What do we got?

Remember the Chinese guy on the store,
Mr. Chan? Mr. Chan, he was real helpful.

Excuse me, Mr. Chan. Mr. Hayes here is a
very busy man now.

He's an assistant United States
attorney.

Chan.

Mr. Chan, you said you saw the girl the
night of the murder.

Yeah, Alice. Yes, sometime after that. I
don't remember when. But you told us

nine years ago you never talked to her.

That's right.

Well, you have nothing new to tell me.

No, nothing new.

What am I doing here?

Mr. Chan, listen. Now, you said that was
the first time she was here, right?

Yes. Now, how did you know her name was
Alice?

Like I told you five minutes ago, it was
written here.

Like a name tag.

Yeah, a name tag.

Wait, Mr. Chan.

Nine years ago, you told me she was
wearing a yellow dress.

A yellow dress with the name here.

A uniform.

She was wearing a uniform.

Thank you.

Hugo, how long does she work at the
diner? Six weeks. She's been in town for

months. Diner's open 24 hours. What
shift do they give to the new girls?

Nights. She was on her way to work.

Not on a date with Jill DePook.

And she was wearing a uniform.

Corner Thor is located halfway between
her apartment and the diner she worked

at. Now, my witness claimed she was in
her uniform, which suggests to me...

Maybe she changed her mind. Maybe she
got halfway to work, changed her mind,

went for a drink, ended up in bed with
Joe.

In her uniform.

Really? So maybe Joe has got a kinky
thing for uniforms.

Maybe she had nothing else to wear.

I can give you a hundred scenarios here,
Michael. You can't even put a time to

this. Her shift began at 11 o 'clock,
which puts her on the way to work

10 and 11, which is the time Pascoe
claims he had her in the trunk of his

No, your witness said after dark. It
gets dark at 5 o 'clock that time of

Now, maybe she wanted to go straight to
work from Joe's. You ever think of that?

No, you've got nothing that contradicts
Pascoe's statement. There are enough

inconsistencies in this that suggest
that it did not happen the way your

testified. I have got two people dead.

I have got a man who has confessed to
those two killings, and he has a very

credible and detailed account of how
that occurred.

I have a very expensive, very skilled
opposing counsel that hasn't been able

make a dent in it. And with all that
testimony, I have built a case against

biggest mob boss left in this city.

Bill, don't lie.

What have you got, Hayes?

No, Pascoe's line, you tell me how it
happened.

What do you have against me, Hayes?

Michael, John's right.

You don't have anything to contradict
Pascoe's testimony.

None of it is Brady.

There is nothing for us to turn over to
the defense.

Pascoe still stands.

Goes to the jury by the weekend, sir.
Then he walks.

You're not a cop anymore, Michael.

You're a U .S. attorney.

Gentlemen, I think we're being lazy.

I think we can get them both.

Well, I'm not willing to risk it.

Hey. I'm sorry. I don't mean to bother
you. Come on in. Sit down.

Okay.

I tried to talk to you yesterday about
the asphalt kickback, but I know how

you've been, and so I thought I would
take some initiative, but I'm afraid

I may have overstepped, and I don't want
you to get the impression that I'm some

sort of a loose cannon that just sort of
goes off whenever... Jenny, just tell

me what you did.

Okay. Mrs. Farrell came back with some
stubs from one of her husband's

checkbooks. It turns out that they have
been paying almost... $10 ,000 a year on

pool maintenance.

Sounds like they were getting ripped
off.

Well, yeah, especially when you consider
they don't even have a pool.

You trade the company?

Yeah. Owned by a beach rent who turns
out to be the wife of a Vince Bitterman.

The commissioner of purchase.

Responsible for awarding the city's
asphalt contracts.

Good work.

Thanks.

I haven't gotten to the overstepping
part yet.

Oh. Yeah.

I called Mr. Farrell into my office, and
I confronted him with the stubs and

informed him that we have him on three
felony counts of bribery.

He's agreed to wear wire.

You flipped him?

Mm -hmm.

You flipped Mr. Farrell?

Yes. What are you offering?

Nothing, really. Look, I know that I
have overstepped my bounds here in a big

way, and then the fact that I wanted to
keep it off your plate while you were

busy with it was absolutely no excuse
for not seeking your approval first

Yes, sir.

Where is he?

He's in my office, actually.

He's absolutely aware that you have to
approve everything.

This is my supervisor, Michael Hayes,
chief of the public corruption unit.

Give us a minute, will you, Jenny?

Mr. Farrell, it's my understanding that
you've agreed to cooperate.

You need to understand that in no way
does this limit any criminal charges

we may bring against you, and there is
no deal on the table. Yeah, fine, fine,

fine. You'll put in a good word for me.
That depends on what you bring us, but

you will do time.

Fine, fine. Just keep that blonde bitch
away from me. Can you do that? We will

take care of your wife. No, not my wife.

That bitch out there!

I'll do my best.

Okay.

Good work, ma 'am.

Thank you, sir.

Hey.

I've been looking for you. You got a
second?

Sure. I need a pair of fresh eyes on
this.

I'm spinning here, man.

Spinning.

Now, we know she was seen at the corner
store on her way to work.

10 .30ish, but she never made it to work
at 11 o 'clock. So if we're right,

Pascoe had to snatch her off the street
somewhere between 10 .30 and 11.

After he killed Joe, the book, and
dumped him. So he just riding along, he

grabbed some girl off the street?

Why would he have to do that? You've
seen the surveillance photos. Women are

over this guy. It doesn't make any
sense, Michael.

What else do we know?

Let's rework the route.

Okay.

Figure, he grabbed Joe, the book, when
he says he does. He kills him, dumps the

body here in Coney Island.

Then he says he jumps on the belt
parkway and drives the girl, takes her

up here to where you found the body.

Which we don't buy.

So he kills Joe to book and he dumps him
in Coney. Where does he go next?

To his club, to his paisan to show off.

Club?

It's up here.

Nowhere near Chan's or the diner. Okay,
how about home?

Again, nothing.

Show me the club.

Every day.

We'd take the same route.

There in the morning, back at night.

Well, there.

Same route, same route. Right there.
Every day.

And he would pass the diner.

He knew her.

Well, Mr. Silver, you're... My husband
doesn't work anymore.

Well, my husband says don't make too
much sense no more. Don't get old. Nine

years ago, I asked him if Alice was
having any trouble. If anybody was

him, he said no.

Then it must be no.

Nine years ago, his mind was clear as a
bell. She was supposed to show up to

work that night. She never did.

Look, she was a beautiful girl. You know
it's a shame.

A man confessed to the crime, Mrs.
Hammond.

So you caught the bastard.

What do you mean for me?

I need you to take a look at this
picture and tell me if this guy has ever

in here. Mrs. Silver.

Mrs. Silver, take a look at this
picture.

Take a look.

Your husband was frightened of this guy.

That's why he lied to me. You know this
guy.

You know him.

He was in here that night.

So was Alice. Mrs. Silver, take a look
at it.

We've been robbed so many times.

I got shot.

That's why.

Fifteen years ago, he goes to Tony
Pascoe and tells him

about it.

And we don't get robbed no more.

There's no way.

There's no way to untie your Gordian
knot.

You're not going to put Path to away
without seriously jeopardizing the

case. I'm sorry.

What you're really telling me is you're
not as good as everybody said you were.

The real reason I'm in this office.

Alexander the Great used the sword.

Did he?

Gordius of Phrygia tied a knot that was
impossibly implicit.

An oracle said that whoever could untie
it would rule Asia.

Alexander pulls out a sword and he cuts
it in two.

Well, you got a last name like great,
you got to live up to it, right?

If you can't untie the knot, you got to
have the guts to cut it.

I'm listening.

Okay. Ten o 'clock, as soon as the judge
walks in, Manning's got to go in

screaming that Pascoe lied. He's got to
get him back on the stand. He's got to

tear his skin off and get him to admit
to it.

Use a sword before they do.

And then trust the jury can tell one
life from another.

And pray.

Because if this goes the wrong way, no
one's going to remember that you got

Pascoe. But you're always going to be
the guy that gave away Cortile.

Not lost on me.

Okay.

All right.

Thank you. Michael.

Yeah. You look in the mirror.

Uh, no.

Don't.

Okay.

Ah, here.

I got it.

Yeah. Yeah, right.

There you go.

Nobody can find anything down here but
me.

Thanks. You want to thank me, get
something I can eat?

In the East River South.

New York water, best water in the world.
You can tell who you work for.

Why does the kid you in so much?

He works nights.

You should get some sleep.

Can I try it outside?

Sure. Be careful with the hook, though,
right?

Okay. There you go.

Careful with the hook.

You okay?

Yeah. You talking to your friend? The
blading company?

It's a done deal. Your brother starts to
work first day after he gets out.

Appreciate it. Then answer my question.
Are you okay?

I'm fine.

I'm just tired.

Uncle Mike!

Help!

Uh -oh.

Uh -oh. Emergency, Sal. Here, here,
here. Come here, come here. Let me help.

Come on over here.

Oh, God. This used to happen to your
uncle every day.

Right up until he was... 21.

21?

Oh, still.

There we go. Wait a minute. I got it. I
got it. Just one second. Just let me

wrap it.

All right. Wait a minute. Very easy.

I got it. Got it. There you go.

We have no choice.

Let's bring him in.

This is nonsense.

My client cooperated, he confessed to
the crime, and you, you gave him

If we can prove your client lied, his
deal is out the window. Now he has two

choices. Come clean on the Alice Jaeger
murder and do 25 to life, or fight it,

face all counts, and end up facing the
needle.

Why don't you go to hell?

I got immunity.

And we got a two -way mirror.

That's him, sitting on the table.

That's a positive.

Want to go for a lineup?

I got the husband downstairs drinking
coffee right now.

You know him, right, Mr. Pascoe? He used
to go to his diner all the time.

Mr. Pascoe used to go to the diner, and
he liked to tease the waitresses, didn't

you? Used to give them a ride in the car
every once in a while, but not Alice

Yeager. Alice Yeager wouldn't go for a
ride with you, would she?

You know, I don't know what this guy is
talking about.

He didn't like being turned down by a
waitress, did you? So the night...

That you killed Joe the book you were
feeling pretty good about yourself. So

went to the diner and she was there.

And you said to yourself, tonight is the
night that I get a piece of this.

Nothing to do with mob business.

This was all you.

All you.

You gotta be in court, John.

This deal is good until I stand up.

All right.

Now it's your turn.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, A
witness has lied to you.

Now, there's a legal principle that's
known as falsus anonymus, and that says

a person has lied to you once, you may
disbelieve him in all things.

Now, the decision and the responsibility
are yours.

Will the defendant please rise?

Will the poor person please read the
verdict?

We, the jury, in the case of U .S. v.

Richard Corteel, find the defendant
guilty on count one, guilty on count

guilty on count three, and guilty on
count four.

Keep it up.

Excuse me, detective.

Detective, excuse me.

You are the policeman, aren't you?

I'm Mr. J. I know who you are.

I don't... I wish that, uh...

I just wanted to thank you.

You told me that you wouldn't give up
and you didn't.

I don't know about your hope, but I know
Alice will.

Thank you.

He confessed he's going away.

Ought to mean something.

Get on him.

What are we standing out here for?

I'll be in the car.