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- Have a good day, Detective.
- Hey.

You think maybe it's time to stop acting
like strangers when we go through that door?

You call it.

Here you go.

I think we ought
to think about it.

- Figure we ought to let people know.
- Yeah?

Why don't you stand right there and I'll give
you a big, wet one right in front of the desk.

- Officer Licalsi?
- Yeah.

- Phone.
- Who's calling you on a pay phone?

- I don't know.
- See you later.

- This is Officer Licalsi.
- Janice?

- Yeah. Who's this?
- Richie.

Richie, huh?
Richie who?

Richie you're gonna meet
on your lunch hour today.

You know that old post office
over the bridge, Long Island City?

I don't know any Richies,
and what would I want to meet you for?

Take it easy.
Be considerate, Janice. Be like me.

I call on this phone
so your bosses don't hear me say...

about how I know
that you used to work for Mr. M.

Our friend Angelo Marino.

Wasn't that considerate
on my part?

Janice.

- What?
- You still there?

- Yeah.
- So are we gonna get together?

Yeah, all right.

- Just over the bridge.
- Who am I gonna look for?

You show up; I'll find you.

- Morning.
- Hey, Detective.

- How's it going?
- It's going okay.

- What's going on?
- Nothing much, you know?

How about with you?

Not too much.

Something you want to
talk about, James?

My brother's been out of touch
a while. My brother Roberto?

Yeah, he's in
the rehab program.

He checked himself out of that
about two and a half weeks ago.

He's back at the apartment.
Now the phone's off the hook,

and there's no answer inside
when I go over there either.

- How long?
- Couple of days.

Could he be visiting someplace?

Yeah, I guess he could be.

I don't know where he'd be visiting.

- You got a key to the apartment?
- I gave it back to him.

Maybe go over there
and have the super let you in.

Maybe your brother went somewhere or
the cat knocked the phone off the hook.

You know?
Give yourself some peace of mind.

Yeah. He...
He don't have any pets.

I'll tell you the truth, Detective. I'm
afraid of what I'm gonna find over there.

You want me to ride
over there with you?

I'm afraid something might have happened
to him, you know, with his drug problem.

Let's not get ahead of ourselves.
Let's ride over there.

I appreciate that.

Come on.

Thanks.

You know what? Let me...
Let me go in first. See what's what.

I'm sorry, James.

Oh, my God.

My brother's dead.

My little brother.

I'm sorry.

Come here.
Come here.

Yes, I got it all.

An evil energy
threatening the galaxy."

Right. Also threatening you personally
with a laser death squad.

I got it.
L- I'm not impatient.

It's just, we're really
busy here with crimes on planet Earth.

Okay.
Thanks for your phone call.

- A nut case.
- Yeah, I gathered.

- All part of my job.
- Let's talk in the interview room, Miss Abandando.

- Okay?
- Sure.

- Did I do something wrong with that phone call?
- Don't worry about it. No.

It's just, many of your
wackos, Miss Abandando,

how they're mainly wacky is feeling
the world doesn't understand them.

Now, you want to avoid helping them
along with feeling that way.

You try not to let them hear it
in your voice that you're feeling,

eh, maybe they're missing
a few dots on their dominoes.

Do you think I wasn't
sympathetic enough?

Do you think I might have drove him
to some heneious" act?

What was the guy's problem
who just called?

A power configuration
of pure evil...

called the galactic
gravity shelf.

And they sent a laser death squad
to kill him.

So you work with that.

Here. Sit down.

The, uh, gravity shelf.
Uh-huh.

The laser death team?
Sounds like a dangerous bunch.

Then you make
a couple of suggestions.

Like, uh,
Our most effective way...

in dealing with
these death squads is,

you distribute coffee grounds
in each corner of your dwelling.

The aroma just deranges
their senses.

You wear a fedora
with aluminum foil on the inside.

It throws off
their beaming device."

You give them the idea
they can help themselves.

- That's really smart.
- Yeah.

Maybe this guy stops going to U.F. O
conventions, he'll stop seeing little green men.

Detective Sipowicz,
thanks for the help.

Don't mention it,
Miss Abandando.

- You want one? Sure.
- Thanks.

- Andy.
- Yeah. How's it going?

- Martinez lost his brother. Yeah.
- Drugs?

How's the kid?

He's telling his family. You know. I think
he's worried about telling his father.

I'm going to tell
the sergeant now.

- You know we got that birthday lunch for Medavoy.
- Yeah. I'll be right down.

Look at Roberts
circling Abandando's landing area.

You blame him?

- How's it going?
- Hey, Andy, how you doing?

- Ah.
- Detective Roberts.

- I was at the Rangers game last night.
- You too? Don't you hate ties?

Yeah. Anyways, look.
I got a souvenir here.

A puck! That's great!
You caught it off a deflection?

- No, I picked it up at the souvenir stand.
- Oh.

I thought maybe
you'd want it.

That's so nice of you.

But why don't you keep it?

No, go on. Take it.

- It's my pleasure.
- That's really nice of you. Thanks a lot.

I thought maybe you'd like to go
to a game with me sometime.

Well, some girlfriends and me have
season tickets, and we all go together.

Oh.

- Thanks anyway, though.
- Oh, sure.

Sure.

- And thanks very much for the puck.
- No problem.

Enjoy it.

- How'd it go, Roberts?
- She's a dyke.

Yeah, what was your tip-off?

- She goes to the hockey games with a bunch of girlfriends.
- Say no more.

Back from court,
Detective Medavoy?

- Happy birthday, old folks.
- Happy birthday, Medavoy.

I'm 40, not 80.
Hey, Andy.

You can drag yourself over
to Theresa's for lunch, Medavoy?

Well, I can make it
if you can.

Kelly'll be down
in just a second.

We'd stand you to dinner if you didn't
drive to a different time zone every night.

Yeah, well, what can I say.
The wife likes living in Holbrook.

- Lunch at Theresa's, Miss Abandando.
- Okay, Detective.

- Wish this guy a happy birthday.
- Happy birthday, Detective Medavoy.

- Medavoy says thanks.
- I'll be back in a couple of hours.

- Hey, it's the birthday boy.
- Hey, John.

- How's 40 feel?
- He was just sayin' how his joints ache.

- I'm Richie. How you doin'?
- What do you want?

We want you to start
picking up a second paycheck again...

- like when you worked for Angelo Marino.
- You said that on the phone.

I don't know
where you get that.

So you met me here because
you wanted a breath of fresh air?

I met you here because I wanted to know
what the hell you were talking about.

What I'm talking about
is my employer is in possession...

of private records
that Angelo Marino kept.

You're on his list, Janice.

Friendly cops. So stop acting
like you still got your cherry.

I never took a cent
from Angelo Marino.

I was trying to protect my father.

- You're a good daughter. Good for you.
- And Marino's dead now.

- And my father's dead too.
- Life goes on, though, Janice.

You got your own career
to think about.

I think you want to cooperate here. You
don't want any bad publicity emerging.

This journal entry?

That's Marino's own handwriting.

Janice, I'm over here.

Who do you work for?

That's nothing for you
to think about.

All you got to do is every so often
we'll have a request.

You get us what we need,
and everything's hunky-dory.

- What kind of requests?
- Easy stuff.

Look at this.

We want you to work up
this guy's license plate.

We need his home
and business address.

Plus the 500 I'd send you, it's bad
for your character to turn that down.

Not to mention I'll say you took it
anyways and go buy lottery tickets.

Come on, Janice. We're talking
about running a license plate here.

Screw you, man.
I know what we are talking about.

Come on. Cheer up. Have the stuff
for me this time tomorrow.

Yeah? Well, I'll let you
know what I decide.

Tomorrow.

I'll save us two parking spaces.

- Hey, look here, Medavoy. Senior specials, 2.99."
- Ho, ho, ho.

What else you get for your birthday
besides a rocking chair?

I got this from the kids
and, uh, this from the wife.

Ooh. How'd you handle
hittin' 4-0, Andy?

As far as I remember,
I dedicated that year to Seagram's 7.

Well, to tell you the truth, it's been
a little bit of a hurdle for me.

- It's been kind of a hurdle.
- How's 40 been a hurdle for you, Medavoy?

I don't know. It starts
sneaking up on you, you know.

You start... looking
over your shoulder a little bit.

Start looking ahead.

Looking back. You start asking,
What did I accomplish?"

I mean, I-I-I got
no complaints.

I got Marie and the girls.

We got that parcel
of land in Florida.

Everything goes okay, I'll start
building on it in four or five years.

- You're good at carpentry, right?
- Yeah. Yeah, right.

So I'll start-start
building on that.

What is this?
A birthday lunch or a wake?

I got to take off.
Kid in anti-crime Martinez' situation.

- Need some help?
- No, that's fine. We're all right.

- Hey. Happy birthday, man.
- Thanks, John. Thanks, Andy.

Keep up those
cheerful thoughts, man.

- What's going on?
- Martinez called.

Said the father's after the dealer
who sold the younger brother drugs.

And he says he's got a gun.

Great.

- Think they made you?
- Yeah. But he doesn't think I'm into his stuff.

What's going on, James?

Called my father at his work
at the auto repair.

Told him what happened to Roberto.

He said he was going to see Mr.
Gutierrez, the funeral home director.

I was supposed to tell my mother.
So I was with my mother and my aunt,

and a phone call came from
a neighborhood kid, Joey Gonzales.

- I busted that kid.
- A neighborhood kid. I grew up with him.

He said he was over on 6th Street,
and my father found him and beat him up,

saying,
Who sold drugs to Roberto?"

Joey said he never sold to Roberto
out of respect to our family.

But he gave him
the name of Brick Top,

and he said my father asked him
where he could buy a gun.

- This is Brick Top over here?
- Yeah.

I'm afraid my father's
gonna come over here.

- I'm afraid he's gonna do something bad.
- Doesn't look like he's holding.

I don't think he holds.
He's got kids that hold for him.

Let's grab this asshole anyways.
We'll get him off the street.

- The kids with the drugs are bookin'.
- Let 'em go.

Yo, yo.

Hey, hey.
Yo, hey, you!

Brick Top, come here.
Get out of here. Get out of here.

You're goin' in. You are goin' in.
Shut up! You're goin' in.

Hey, you want some of this, huh?
Then get out of here! Get out!

- There's my father.
- Come here. Get him to the car.

- Mr. Martinez? Detective Kelly here.
- You're going to the station.

Sorry about
what happened, sir.

- Don't put your hands on me, okay?
- I got to check for a weapon.

- Don't put your damn hands on me!
- I got to check you for a weapon.

- That's the son of a bitch that killed your brother!
- Mr. Martinez!

Get down!

- He murdered my son!
- I understand that. Stop.

- He's a murderer! - What's going
on? - Everything's under control.

- Come on. Up. You put shots fired" up over the air?
- Yeah, I just called it in.

- Can't make it go away. Can't make it go away.
- He murdered my son!

- Stop it, Poppy!
- What's that guy's problem?

- Can't make it go away, James.
- Watch your head.

- We're stuck with it.
- Yeah.

But you ought to break out
your travel brochures, Brick Top.

You ought to look into a warmer
climate, huh? Now, go on. Get.

Go on!

How was your birthday lunch?

- I used to play hockey.
- You're kidding.

In high school.

And, uh, c-couples skating,
I used to do.

- I skate twice a week just over here at the Skyline.
- Is that right?

Yeah, yeah. I used to know
someone enjoyed, uh,

ice skating...
you know, uh, couples skating.

- Long time ago.
- I'm going tomorrow after work.

- Is that right?
- Maybe sometime you'd like to come with me.

Uh...

I got...
I g...

- I'm sorry, Donna.
- Oh. Don't worry about your stutter.

No, no, no. I mean, uh,
I got this long commute.

My wife sometimes
has dinner ready. Uh...

- It's how we do it.
- Sure.

Maybe some other time.

Yeah.

Happy birthday.

Was the father trying
to shoot the dealer?

I wrote it up that the gun went off
while I was disarming him.

- I know what you wrote up.
- Martinez says the father never came to terms...

with the younger son
being a drug user,

and now that he hears
the kid is dead, he's grieving.

So he goes after the guy that sold
the kid the drugs and, you know.

I mean, it's not like
he's a habitual violent offender.

But the son's still dead
and the dealer's still on the street.

Yeah.
The dealer wasn't holding.

I'm asking, are you really
doing Martinez a favor...

if you give his father
a walk on this?

You're sitting here
in front of me,

and your brother's
Iying dead in Bellevue Hospital.

Mr. Gutierrez said tomorrow
they'll release his remains.

And now you're sitting here...

and that son of a bitch drug dealer who
killed your brother walks on the street free!

How are we gonna arrest
that drug dealer, Poppy?

He didn't have any drugs on him, and
we can't prove he sold drugs to Roberto.

The truth is, they were gonna bring him
in just to keep you out of trouble.

But you got into trouble anyway.

Poppy, what if they would release
you now? What would you do?

- I'd do what needs to be done. That's what I'd do.
- What?

Somebody in this family
gots to be a man.

I'm trying to get you
to talk sense.

I could get them to release you,
but you gotta stop acting crazy.

Crazy."
Crazy to you...

because you didn't
take care of your brother.

- I did my best.
- Your brother's dead!

- How did you do anything, huh? How did you do anything?
- Stop it!

- You stop it!
- He's dead! Dead!

He's dead! He's dead!
Your brother's dead!

- What happened?
- Don't hit me anymore, all right?

You were supposed to
take care of him! He's dead!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

- Get him! Get him!
- Break it up!

- Get off him, okay?
- Take it easy.

What the hell is going on in here?

- Let's take a walk.
- Let's go.

Come on! Let's go!

- You okay, Martinez?
- I don't want him released.

- I don't want him on the street.
- Okay.

We'll keep him here in Holding. We'll
arraign and release tomorrow morning.

Good. At least he'll be
off the street tonight.

You gonna be okay?

Yeah.

- So what do you think?
- Yeah, you know.

- It'll get better.
- Better?

Yeah, well, I got a seafood ravioli
coming up that you're really gonna love.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

You know what I was thinking about was the
phone call you got on the pay phone today.

Oh. It was a, um...
It was a perp.

Uh, it was a fence that Lucas and I
popped a couple of weeks ago.

- Mm-hmm.
- He uses that pay phone because...

it's the number that
he's used to using.

Okay?
End of interrogation?

Yeah.

No, it's just that, uh,
when people use that phone...

it's 'cause they don't want their conversation
recorded, so when you got a call...

- You can understand my concern.
- Yeah, but I told you who it was.

Okay.
Then I made too much of it.

You're gonna have to
trust me, Johnny.

Otherwise this is not
gonna work out.

And I do trust you.

Come here.

Got it? Hmm?

Okay, Mr. Martinez, let's go.

- I don't want him with us.
- We're the cops. We'll tell you how it's gonna be.

As your father, I'm telling you,
I don't want you around.

Let me go with you, Poppy.
And then we'll go home.

No, you go home and you stay there
with your mother.

- All right.
- Let's go. Here we go.

We're ready.

Come on. Here we go.
Come on.

Talk to you later.

People of the State of New York
v. Hector Martinez.

Your Honor, defendant is charged
with possession of a concealed weapon.

But after discussion with
the officers involved in the case...

and considering the overall circumstances
of the case, the state would not object...

of an R.O.R. And of adjournment
contemplating dismissal.

- We would accept, Your Honor.
- The gun was discharged?

You'll note in the arresting officer's
report that it was an officer...

who caused the gun to fire
in the process of disarming the suspect.

- Aha.
- We'd like to point out...

that the defendant has no prior record and
strong roots in the community, Your Honor,

and his oldest son
is a police officer.

You'll also note that this incident
occurred in the aftermath...

of the defendant learning of
the death of his younger son.

Mr. Martinez, I'm going to
release you without bond...

and if you stay out of trouble
for the next six months...

this incident will not
appear on your record.

Do you hear me, sir?

All right.
Yes.

Condolences on your loss.

Mr. Martinez, you got
a minute for me?

- What do you want?
- Step outside.

- Hi.
- Thanks for the rhythm with this guy.

- See what one dinner can buy?
- Hmm. I was worried there.

- I thought it'd be two dinners.
- I'll check my fee schedule.

I think you'd be better off checking the
reservations list at Dubrovnik's, 8:00 tonight.

Well, you are the detective.

Yeah.

Okay.
Let me ask you a question, then.

How much more damage you going to do
to your family because Roberto died?

What kind of question
is that?

You leave the dealer
on the street and you arrest me.

There was no way for us to charge
that dealer. We brought you in...

because we were afraid
you were gonna do something stupid.

Mr. Martinez, want to wind up having your wife
visit you for five years on Riker's Island?

Two hours a week
for five years seeing you...

with the junkies and the pimps
and the thieves.

And what's really bad is her knowing you
belong there because you threw your family away.

- Some lowlife killed my son.
- Drugs killed your son.

Roberto put that spike in his arm
all by himself, and he's gone now.

For you to go shoot the guy who sold
him the drugs is not gonna change that.

Meanwhile, you got another son trying to help
you, and all you do is slap and insult him.

- James loves you.
- You don't need to tell me about my son.

Listen to me. James is a good person.
I don't know your wife,

but after seeing James, I can tell
she's a good person just like you.

Now, you've done a great job with your
kids. You've had a horrible loss.

Get past it and put
your family back together.

We are done running around
like a bunch of schmucks...

making sure that everything
is okay for you, Mr. Martinez.

Next dumb thing,
nobody cuts you any slack.

You gonna let me go now?

- Go ahead.
- Did you hear what Detective Kelly said?

Yeah. Yeah.

- Hey, Medavoy.
- Uh, hi.

- Donna?
- Hi!

- You still going skating after work?
- Yeah.

- Could I go with you?
- Great!

- 15 Precinct.
- Is Janice Licalsi there?

- Yeah, who's this?
- Her cousin, Richie.

This is a civilian pay phone.
I'll give you the right number.

- Jeez, I don't have another quarter.
- Yeah, all right. Wait a second.

It's for you.
Give him the right number.

- What?
- We on for this afternoon?

No.
I didn't get to it yet.

- Why not?
- 'Cause I didn't get to it.

- I don't know if I'm gonna do it.
- You don't, huh?

Don't make a mistake here,
Officer Licalsi.

Did you hear what I said? I said I don't know
if I'm gonna do it, and I'll let you know.

Yeah.
And you listen to what I say.

If I have to call back 'cause
you don't have this thing,

I'll call on the right phone
and I'll put on tape what you did.

Up your ass with
that license plate, pal.

Yeah, up your ass,
sweetheart.

Right up your ass
with that shiny cop shield.

How did you get
interested in skating?

Uh, there was a pond
near where I lived.

My girlfriends and I
used to think...

the Ice Capades
were the coolest.

- Beautiful, perfect people zooming across the ice.
- Yeah?

How did you get from the Ice Capades
to liking hockey so much?

I guess that had more
to do with the players.

Last guy I did this with used to
check me into the boards for fun.

Don't worry.
No body checks.

- You're good!
- I think we both make the team.

- You remind me of Peggy Fleming.
- Really?

- I always wanted to be her.
- I bet she'd want to be you.

How's your soda?

It's delicious. I got to be careful,
though. Sweets go right to my hips.

Your, uh, parents still
live out on Long Island?

- No, they passed away.
- Sorry.

You know, I used to love
skating on that pond.

You could go around for hours,
just listening to the wind, ducks...

You know, you haven't
stammered once.

That's mostly
a nervous condition.

- It's better once I get comfortable.
- I think you're a good skater.

You are great.

And you're attractive.
Really attractive.

You know, just...
delightful.

Are you gonna be
late getting home?

I am gonna be so late.

But you got to be late all the time,
working on cases.

Yeah.
Then I can be home late.

Oh...

This was a great night
for me.

Me too.

Come on.
I'll walk you to your car.

Wait, wait wait,
wait, wait, wait.

What's wrong?

It feels like there's something else
in bed with us.

- That's what's wrong.
- That's a weird thing to say.

It's a weird feeling.

What's going on with you?

I don't know. I feel like I'm being
reviewed on the way I make love.

Mm-mm.
That's not what's happening.

Well, why don't you
get out of here, Johnny?

- What are you afraid would happen if I stayed?
- Oh, don't interrogate me.

What is going on with you?

You want me to trust you,
and I'm trying.

But didn't I see you get
another phone call today?

Hmm? You look like
you're in jail,

and you're making love like you want to
break out, so what is going on with you?

Why don't you get
out of here, Johnny?

You're involved with these
people again, aren't you?

- Trust you, Janice.
- Well, it's my problem.

Okay, your problem, trust you, but you
can lie to me anytime you want, huh?

We can have a life, but you don't
have to tell me the truth?

Someone else found out.

I thought it was just
between me and Marino,

but it turns out he kept
a book, and I'm in it.

- Who contacted you?
- Some errand boy named Richie.

- They want me to run a license plate.
- To start you off.

I'm not gonna do this again.

- Okay. I want to see this asshole.
- Who?

- Richie. I want to find out what's going on.
- No. Then you'd be involved.

- Janice, I am involved.
- Johnny, I want you to go get your clothes.

- I want you to call him.
- No.

I want you to go get
your clothes, go away...

and let me figure out
how I'm gonna deal with this.

I'm sorry I didn't
tell you the truth.

So now you're telling me the truth,
but you won't let me help you.

We could have a life," right?

- Janice, don't get in bed with these people again.
- I won't.

- Officer Licalsi.
- Good morning, Inspector.

Security tells me you logged
into the building at 6:30.

I don't know how to do this, and I didn't
want to go through chain of command.

I don't know how to do this, and I didn't
want to go through chain of command.

No? Lemon cheese danish.
You want some?

If you don't mind, I'd like to
get down to what I came here for.

I'm glad he's dead...
Angelo Marino and his driver.

They choose their work, these people,
and whatever happens to them,

I can live with that.

- Officer Licalsi...
- I knew the son of a bitch personally... Marino.

You ever meet him
or hear his voice on tape, maybe?

You're implying you had communications
with Marino prior to his death?

Prior to his death, yeah.
Nothing since.

I don't think you've found the tone
you want to take with me yet.

Probably not.

But I gave this a lot of thought
before I came in here.

And I gave a lot of thought to Angelo
Marino too... more than he deserves, really.

Most courts would have given him
just what he got and kept him around...

in jail for ten years beforehand
while he bled appeals.

Officer Licalsi, let's establish
some ground rules for this discussion.

The matter of the death
of Angelo Marino is closed.

It is a cleared case.

Alfonse Giardella did that murder.
Alfonse Giardella confessed to that murder.

Now, you may think you have some reason
for reopening those doors.

I'm telling you you don't.

Hear me on this, Officer,
'cause I'm not saying it again.

I heard you.
I'm trying to understand you.

I'm interested in looking
forward, not back.

You're not a fool.

You understand that just fine.

- Don't you?
- Say I do.

His death to one side,
this same Marino reached out to you?

About a year before he was shot.
He said in the future...

there'd be something
he would ask me to do.

Why would he expect you
to cooperate?

My daddy was Dominic Gennaro,
one of the cops that got indicted.

- Who just died.
- Marino's blackmailing me. He said that...

he would let on that my dad was on his
payroll unless I did what he wanted me to do.

When that time came,
what did he ask you to do?

The only thing that I did for that
son of a bitch was that thing...

that you told me
we are not going to discuss.

Okay.

- Why did you come here today?
- I was approached again.

- By whom?
- Some guy named Richie. I don't know who he works for.

- Tommy Linardi.
- Probably.

I don't know.
Look,

I want to get out
from under.

If that means losing my job,

if it means going to jail...

Who else have you told
about this?

- No one yet.
- Keep it that way.

In the meantime,

I'm gonna need some time to digest
everything you've said today.

I'll be in touch
when I decide how to proceed.

I'm supposed to talk to these people.
They want me to run a license plate.

I'll be in touch very soon.

Yes, I remember you.
I'm glad you called back.

My superiors authorized me...

to release some classified
information to you.

This is on
a top-secret basis.

They want me
to let you know...

the gravity shelf
is in remission.

The laser death team
got recalled.

Well, if the death team
disobeys orders...

from shelf headquarters...

Aluminum foil.

In the small event
that occurs,

just crumple two pieces
of aluminum foil...

and stuff them
in your undershorts.

It defeats their sensor rays.

Definitely.
This could collapse...

the empire of the gravity shelf.

Yes.
These are great days.

Okay.
Good-bye.

You saved the galaxy.

Hey, Roberts,
you owe 14 bucks...

for this month's coffee supplies
when you get a chance.

So how did it go
last night with Donna?

Uh-Uh, good.

Uh, we had a, uh,
g- good time skating.

- Skating, huh?
- Yeah. Over at the Skyline.

Andy, uh, 14 bucks
for the coffee supplies.

Hey, Detective.
As an experienced police officer,

have you noted the absence of the
wedding ring on Medavoy's left hand?

Yeah-Yeah, that's right,
but it-it's not what it looks like.

Plus note: He seems to be
showing guilty confusion over there.

Hey, Roberts, it's not what it looks like.
I lost the ring this morning down the sink.

- Sure, Medavoy.
- Hey, Roberts. You're an experienced police officer.

When did you notice the ring
missing from Medavoy's finger?

- It's missing right now.
- Hey, Andy, it's not what it looks like!

So Medavoy's ring wasn't off his finger
yesterday when he was supposedly...

trying to get over on Miss Abandando,
who you told me...

was more likely to be going out
with Martina Navratilova anyways?

Huh? Hmph.

We wouldn't be talking sour grapes here,
now would we, Roberts?

Because Miss Abandando told you to slap
your hockey puck up your ass and take a hike?

I'm only putting in half
for the coffee.

I'm gonna be gone
two weeks next month.

Screw you, Andy.

- Thanks, Andy.
- No problem.

We just went skating.
That's all.

Sounds like we're still
in misdemeanor territory, Medavoy.

And you know, it was the craziest thing
with the wedding ring.

I mean,
I never take it off.

And then this morning for some reason,
I-I-I wanted to see if I could, you know?

And...
Off it flied down the sink.

- Did you call a plumber?
- Yeah. He's coming over tonight.

- There's no problem then, huh?
- Yeah.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I hope that wasn't
what it sounded like it was.

What do you mean?

I mean, it sounded like
it was about you and me.

Donna.
We went ice skating last night.

We had a lovely time.

- Yeah.
- And if some idiot wants to tease me,

that's his problem.

I don't want to cause you
any problems at work.

And I don't want to
cause you any problems at home.

You're not causing me
any problems.

And we didn't do
anything wrong.

Just the opposite.

I had a really great time.

Me too.

You are one hell of a skater.

Thanks.
You too.

- You seen Licalsi?
- In there.

You disconnected your phone?
I was calling you all last night.

Now you're two hours late for your tour?
What the hell's going on, Janice?

- I turned myself in.
- You what?

I went to Lastarza.

You went to Lastarza. Lastarza the
asshole who gave Andy's shooter the walk,

who can't do his job...
you're gonna trust him?

- I have to get straight with this, John.
- He is gonna eat you up,

spit you out, get what he wants,
and you're gonna end up in jail.

- They're looking for you
upstairs, Detective.

- We're done here.
- We should talk more about this, Detective.

We're gonna talk about it.

You looking for me?

You know anything about Martinez
taking out that drug dealer, Brick Top?

- No.
- Sector car says he's over there.

It's in case his father shows up.
This guy needs to get on a bus.

- Who?
- This Brick Top.

We don't put people on buses.
If Brick Top's holding, bust him.

If Martinez' father
commits a crime, bring him in.

And if Martinez is supposed to be on
family leave, he should be off the street.

He's trying to hold
his family together.

- You want me to go get him?
- No.

- Have the sergeant tell the sector car he's on assignment.
- Okay.

- Hey. Where you been?
- All over.

All over? You're gone all yesterday.
You're gone all night.

I'm calling Mami all the time.
She's worried sick.

You know, she's lost
her son, too, Poppy.

Instead of being home with her,
I'm out here worrying about you.

- I know that.
- You know that.

What am I supposed to do, huh?

Go home with Mami?
Go pick up Roberto's body at Bellevue?

Am I supposed to wait till that guy
over there comes back and kill him?

Am I a man then?

When you were born,
we didn't have nothing.

No money.
No good place to live.

You know, I was always afraid
I couldn't protect you.

That's what it was.
That's why I was so hard on you.

I wanted you to be able
to stick up for yourself.

Roberto was eight years later.
I had some money,

a decent apartment.

Maybe his life was too easy.

- I mean, maybe I was too soft.
- You loved him.

I love you.

Look, I apologize
for hitting on you.

- L... I messed up. I should've took care of things.
- No, no, no, no.

I messed up.
You didn't mess up nothing.

- I'm sorry, Poppy. L...
- James, James, James.

James, I love you.

I've always loved you.

Come on.
Let's go home.

You okay?

I'm doing great.

But I don't understand why
you opened yourself up to this guy.

Hey, Johnny,

Lastarza wouldn't let me
tell him about killing Marino.

What are you talking about?
You said you turned yourself in.

He wouldn't let me tell him about Marino and
his driver. He said it was a cleared case.

Lastarza got Giardella
to say he did that whack.

And a dozen of his other cases fall
apart if it comes out that Giardella lied.

Mm-hmm.
But they still have you.

Because you never reported
Marino's approach, they still have you.

This thing is a cancer, okay?
It was spreading to you.

Lastarza's gonna make you
go undercover.

If I'd made that phone call that night,
you would've gone out and killed that guy.

- I'm just telling you what he's gonna do.
- And I'm gonna be okay.

See,

I don't know what
to do with this thing.

I don't know
how to help you.

I'm gonna be all right.

- I don't know how to help you.
- Oh, Johnny.

I love you.

Come here.

Come here.