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Rosa Lombardy.

Her name in Christ, Sister Anna Carmela.

Raped, beaten with fists and
a blunt instrument,

mutilated.

Get me out of here!

You guys did it.

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

Take your time, Sister.

I don't know.

You will be signing a death warrant.

Call the judge.

Item 7. Stakeouts.

As I was saying, Item 7.

Stakeouts continuing are Hertle Avenue Market,

Ten Planets Video Arcade opposite
Massey High School,

and in concert with our brothers from
the Treasury Department,

Ramirez Check Cash, 140th and North.

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

concerning the commercial activities of, uh,

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

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

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

stands with his feet in a
shopping bag...

Thus convincing passing law
enforcement agents...

the stall has only a
single and legitimate tenant.

Would that we could
address our problems of urban blight...

and inflation as resourcefully as
we satisfy our passions.

Item 8.

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

at Memorial Auditorium tonight are
listed on the upstairs board.

Be aware that for reasons unknown,

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

have tended to focus on shoe stores,

especially those dealing in your more exotic...

and reptilian styles of contemporary footwear.

Alligator, lizards.

Item 9 is a memo from Chief
Daniels...

Regarding profanity...

in our dealings with the civilian populace,

which memo is also posted on
the upstairs board.

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

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

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

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

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

he cheerfully inquired, and I quote,

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

Said bleep allegedly causing complainant a
severe episode of migraine.

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

for the swear words in question...

as you move through your daily routine.

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

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

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

when you encounter those situations
and individuals...

for whom only obscenity will
suffice. -

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

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

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

Fudge patois. Yeah, fudge patois.

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

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

He will instead be conducting an experimental,

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

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

Officer Schnitz and Sergeant Goldblume.

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

That's it. Let's roll!

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

And, people,

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

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

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

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

in everything from
personal hygiene to choke holds.

Will you get outta my way! Excuse me!

Now, they're trying to regulate my expression!

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

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

Hill, Renko. Domestic beef. 9260106th
Street, apartment five.

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

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

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

Use it! Why are we so stern?

Last name first. DuBois.

First name? Blanche.

Dispatch. We have a 9-11.

Armed robbery in progress.

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

Somebody's trade got a little rough, huh?

Some of us know how to incite passion.

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

You were soliciting, pit breath.

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

Belker. Mickey, it's Mom.

Hi, Ma.

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

Well, it's warm, see?

Okay, so he forgot to put 'em on.

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

He did what? He peed on the oak tree.

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

On Mrs. Caridi's oak tree?

He was sleepwalking. He's senile.

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

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

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

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

Senile, senile, senile!

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

Give my love to Pop.

So, feed him!

Put it down there for him.

How old is he? None of your business!

He's 82.

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

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

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

She'd open her present, then drift off.

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

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

Frank. Frank.

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

Receipts? Yes.

Frank, I'm really worried.

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

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

And you didn't report the income.

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

And this is just the tip of the iceberg.

He said deduct a portion of our rent.

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

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

Their office says they are trying to find him.

Morning, Frank, Ray. Morning.

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

Oh.

Iverson got 18 months. Who is Iverson?

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

He's a lieutenant, midtown.

They let him do his time on the weekends.

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

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

Am I worth murder?

Rudy! Rudy!

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

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

Just tone down your
language. Is it the police?

Yes, sir. It is the police.

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

My head's stuck! Get me outta here!

Now, Carl, give me that hammer.

Ow! He's steppin' on my hand!

Get off his hand, Carl.

Now, will everybody please take a minute...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I want him outta my bathroom!

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

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

Give the hammer to Officer Hill here!

Attaboy, Carl. Way to go.

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

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

Now, what we have to do here is...

Be careful now. Don't do that!

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

I think we got a problem here, son.

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

He gave everything. He didn't fight.

Why did they shoot him?

Would you like to sit down?

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

They're white. They have...

I don't see them very well.

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

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

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

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

You catch them?

Do you have someone to come stay with you?

My children will be home for lunch.

We got a call for Saint Mary's Church.

Sounds pretty bad. Crowd control.

Get back.

Get outta the way!

Keep it clear!

Get down!

Get back!

Can we just get a word with you?

Captain Furillo.

Lieutenant Calletano.

Uh, Rosa Lombardy.

Her name in Christ is Sister Anna Carmela.

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

Mutilated.

And thighs with a knife.

Multiple internal injuries. Shock
and severe hemorrhaging.

Multiple skull fractures.

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

Witnesses?
Sister Agnes looked out the convent window.

Saw a couple of guys running
away from the sacristy.

She didn't see much, Frank.

Get her down to the station.

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

Question the priest. Any
assaults or burglaries...

on or near the premises
with Sister Anna being harassed.

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

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

Excuse me, please. Excuse me.

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

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

Leo! Leo!

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

Howard, take your men outside, would you?

There are the makings of a first-class mob.

Alf! Alf! In my office.

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

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

for disrupting church services, or
for vandalizing churches.

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

or anything vaguely connected
with church services.

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

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

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

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

Right. Ray, call all the pawnshops.

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

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

And contact all the
religious leaders in the community.

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

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

All right.

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

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

Hold it, hold it.

That's gotta be Sister Agnes.

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

Use Interrogation. Right.

Yes. Yes!

Well, get me a supervisor or
somebody with authority.

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

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

the 4:30 appointment to audit my tax return.

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

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

Does a man have to be dying in his bed?

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

This is the United States of America!

You can?

Maricon.

Cost me money... money and aggravation!

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

Ramon, I want to go home.

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

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

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

Who are you, toe jam?

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

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

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

My, my, my. Personal involvement.

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

I asked you a question, mincemeat!

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

Right, Eddie?

Come here!

Don't look at me! Look at yourself!

What do you say, a young Dietrich?

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

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

You wouldn't laugh so much.

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

Ramon is my only friend. Like hell he is!

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

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

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

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

Sister Agnes, this is
Captain Furillo. Sister.

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

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

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

None of these faces means anything.

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

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

I saw the
things that they did to her body.

It will be a hard memory to live with.

But I know Sister Anna has
already forgiven them.

I wish I could.

The damn bolts are frozen solid!

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

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

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

Petroleum jelly and
shampoo is the best we've got.

Not saying it works every time.

How are you doing there, Rudy, bro?

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

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

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

Carl, would you, please!

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

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

You ready? Yeah. I'm ready.

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

Now pull a hold of here on his leg.

Now, on the count. Yeah.

One, two, three.

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

He's turning blue!

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

Watch it!

He's going to die!

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

I'm gonna be sick!

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

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

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

Did they have cuffs on their pants? Styles?

You're gonna get hurt up there.

What about their general
appearances? Any scars? Acne?

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

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

Saint Mary's. Here.

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

Be a good guy now. Come on, man.

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

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

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

I can get a better suspect
description outta Helen Keller,

and Forensics is tied up till next Easter.

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

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

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

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

or we can move on to something more promising.

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

Results, my man. 767.

767. See citizen at 1754.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, they went that way.

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

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

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

A ripped gray sweatshirt.

Yeah. They couldn't have gotten very far.

Okay, thank you, sir.

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

Two black males between 20 and 25.

We're approaching
132nd and Lynwood. Clear up here.

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

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

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

Hold it. Get back. I think
we got it. -

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

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

Just south of Jefferson.

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

Who are they? Can
you give me some names?

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

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

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

Henry, show Sister Agnes the church stuff.

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

And how long you lived there?

A couple of months! Get outta my face!

Or what? Or I'll spit in it!

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

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

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

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

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

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

Talk about we got over some nun.

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

Nobody here said rape.

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

Hey, ape, check our sheet, brother.

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

what you're sayin' with this sister.

Was it you who robbed those other churches?

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

I have to check with my lawyer.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Do you want to help yourself out?

Yeah, I'll help myself out, Jack.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ralph Mancuso, this is Captain Furillo.

Hi. How are you?

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

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

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

Yes, I know. Multiple suspects.

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

They think your clients have
committed a frightening crime.

They'll need extra
protection going to arraignment.

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

For the sister who saw the suspects fleeing.

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

All the way to the
end. Hit your marks. Face forward.

Get your head up, number five.

Number four, take your hat off.

Take your time, Sister.

Turn to your left, profile.

I don't know. I'm sorry.

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

Frank.

Damn! She died without regaining
consciousness.

Captain, the lab reports are a little sketchy.

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

Did they give us anything? Just the blood type.

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

No. Are we gonna lose these guys?

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

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

Get some backups from Jefferson Heights.

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

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

Frank.

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

Howard. Frank, I believe in justice,

swift and sure.

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

What's your problem, Howard?

I have been standing out
there getting pelted...

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

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

And I have been asking myself, why?

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

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

I would just as soon it were me.

After all, my eaters are family men.

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

Howard... Frank, I know.

I know.

It's blasphemy. But doggone it, Frank.

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

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

Frank, I think to myself,

lets us provide that mob...

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

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

those two subhuman savages...

be consumed by the monster that
they have created.

One man's opinion, without tears.

Thanks for the input, Howard.

Eggplant?

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

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

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

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

Right there. Thank you very much.

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

Lieutenant Calletano? Yes.

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

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

He's no longer with the company.

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

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

How can you go with me? What dress patterns?

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

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

that we don't accompany you as legal advisors.

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

There are warrants out for his
arrest for interstate fraud.

They think he's in Paraguay or Bolivia.

Oh, Madre Mia.

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

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

What would they do to me? Excuse me?

If they know, what will happen to me?

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

This is my first week on the job.

Kinda moonlighting, if you know what I mean.

Primarily, I sell biodegradable soap products.

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

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

Phosphates.

I am not going.

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

Get out. Get out!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Does she have beautiful
hands like my Eladio had?

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

He'll help you.

Joe will fill you in. Do what you can.

Detective
Goldblume is gonna help.

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

Would you please...

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

Get off me, man!

Frank! Frank!

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

Look out! He's got a gun!

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

Get him into Interrogation now!

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

Bates, get somebody on the front door.

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

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

You okay? Frank, um...

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

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

Well, I'm real happy about it.

Well, I was thinking, you know,

maybe he should stay with his own age group.

Fay, could we talk about this some other time?

He did so well on his achievement test and...

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

You just caught some flying glass.

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

Ray. Ray! Can you stand?

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

I'm sorry. I heard she died.

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

the officers who recovered the
religious articles...

and one of the articles themselves.

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

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

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

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

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

You search their place yet? Nothing in it.

No prints in the church either.

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

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

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

They did it, didn't they?

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

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

I watched these guys in Interrogation.

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

So? So, I need a confession, now.

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

Their lawyers are around them like armor plate,

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

But consider the
alternative. What alternative?

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

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

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

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

You will be signing a death warrant.

Call the judge.

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

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

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

Mr. D.A., your application?

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

the People are not asking for bail.

Defendants may be released on
their own recognizance.

Defense counsel?

Very reasonable. Reasonable?

Judge, my client was shot at this afternoon.

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

Look at this courtroom, infested with vultures.

I demand protective incarceration for
my client.

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

to protect defendants from
matters not before this court.

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

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

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

If your client were charged with a felony,

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

But since we only have a misdemeanor...

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

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

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

by connivingly charging only a misdemeanor?

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

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

the People have decided simply
to drop the charges.

The defendants, though they
remain prime suspects

in a capital crime are free to go.

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

I petition for police protection for my client.

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

Charges dismissed on motion of D.A.

For the record then. For the record!

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

to dismiss the charges in this case...

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

or his codefendant.

So what we have here...

is a neat little exercise in
legalist vigilantism.

What got you into their bed, Your Honor?

A little letter of the law in one ear,

a little good of the community in the other?

Miss Davenport, before
you extend your speculations,

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

that there is no longer a
case before this court.

And then count whatever it is you count...

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

In the interim, this court
is adjourned. -

And don't you ever,

when you come before this bench,

ever speak like that to me again,

or I'll throw you in jail.

You railroading bastard!

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

Second degree murder with no
recommendation for leniency.

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

You work the numbers, counselor. No leniency.

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

Standard change of identity. Maximum
security federal penitentiary.

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

Gerald?

It was Celestine who said to do it.

She wouldn't let us.

She locked us out of the room.

And Celestine, all loaded and jumpin' bad...

Get the stenographer.

These are about what
happens to some people when,

you know, they get senile.

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

Thank you.

May I call you by your first name?

Sure.

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

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

I put a bookmark.

You look good.

I thought about what you
said before about degrading myself.

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

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

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

I understand. Do you?

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

It brings out but savage in
thousands of people.

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

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

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

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

Furillo, I'm a public defender.

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

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

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

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

to avoid that mob tonight.

I can live with what I did, Joyce.

I went by my instincts and they were right.

Under these circumstances, I'd do it again.

You can trust your instincts, Frank.

Maybe even I can trust your instincts.

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

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

especially by people who wear badges and guns.

You perverted the law tonight,

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

you don't even begin to see it yet.

Please see it, Frank.

How's Fay? Is she all right?

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

Yeah, she's all right.

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

I understand.

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

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

Is that where you make your
stand finally, Frank?

With the oldest excuse in the world...

The end justifies the means?

Frank, on the Rodriguez robbery-homicide.

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

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

Let's at least try, first thing tomorrow.

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

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

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

I called the district manager and
explained our situation.

I will see him tomorrow afternoon at 4:30.

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

Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.