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You don�t think he�s ill in some way,

do you, Sorenson?

Andy? Nah.

Cruller, Eddie?

I just put them out.

Thanks, anyway.

Note I didn�t offer coffee.

I�d go through the roof.

Andy, thank goodness.

Danny: Morning.

How have you been? How are you doing?

Okay. How are you doing?

Same old, same old, Andy --

doing what I can, working night watch.

I need to speak to you immediately in private, Andy.

That�s the long and short of it.

Back on them nasal inhalers, Gibson?

No. Those inhalers gave me heart palpitations,

besides making me agitated. Why, do I seem agitated?

No, not compared to a bank robber.

The first thing I want to establish --

if you agree --

soup to nuts, the whole thing�s on me.

You want me to murder somebody, Gibson?

Because for 100 bucks, it ain�t happening.

If I had murder money, I know who i�d have hit --

that dickhead Jimmy elkins.

Four months it took me, Andy,

getting this girl to come up from Philadelphia.

And Jimmy elkins -- that I ask one lousy favor

and who I have held the bag for

more times than you can shake a stick at --

this bum elkins comes up m. I. A. On me

with eight lousy hours notice.

Do I got to smack you in the head

to get you to tell me whatever it is

you�re trying to say out of your mouth?

Andy, my niece is in town --

my sweetheart of a 38-year-old,

on-the-shy-side, and plain-looking niece.

Absolutely not, Gibson, if she was zsa zsa Gabor.

One of his doormen canceled.

He has to fill in. Now, you tell me,

is that a legitimate excuse

with a girl who cared for my older sister

through 16 years of multiple sclerosis?

Good, good. Yeah, toss in a fatal disease.

Elkins is an 86.

My niece bought an outfit and shoes.

She�s a sweet girl.

You�re the most decent guy I know.

No, no.

If you need it now, my answer is no.

When can I hope for an alternative?

I need a couple of hours.

I see.

I got to seek counsel.

You sure they�re in, these people?

I�m going to get some advice, Gibson,

and I need to see can I get a sitter.

The $100�s yours regardless.

Go away. I will call you in a couple of hours.

I�ll be your sitter.

Hey, lieu.

How�s it going, Gibson?

You know me.

Yeah, homicide in an apartment. Looks gang-related.

I�ll page the others to meet you.

Good. Homicide, Andy.

I�ll let you guys get to work.

All right, Gibson.

Great guy, your partner. One of the greats.

Take care. Be well.

I smelled something foul, so I opened it up,

and I saw what you saw.

You recognize the d. O. A.?

You kidding me? One good whiff, I did a 180.

Who lives there?

Ricky guerrero, up until three weeks ago

when he got evicted.

Let�s go see if you recognize him.

My paycheck don�t include for crime fighting services.

Hey, we got a homicide here, pal.

Come on. Breathe through your mouth.

Man, I ain�t even had my coffee yet.

How long you figure the guy�s been dead?

About three or four days.

How�d he get it? Back of the head.

There�s graffiti on the wall

you�re going to want to look at.

Is that Ricky guerrero?

After he�d been microwaved on high for 10 minutes.

Ricky have steady company?

Mimi esquibel --

another winner.

Thanks for your help, Mr. Upchurch.

We�ll be in touch

if we have any other questions.

How do you do it?

Not for $1 million.

We�ll canvass.

Yeah, good.

Good morning.

Whoa.

Good morning.

Morning, Baldwin.

"P.r. Go home" I got, the 9 inside a Jewish star.

What the hell is this "ntg"?

Nine Trey gangstas.

I don�t think that�s a Jewish star.

That�s a Jewish star.

Six points.

All right, so we eliminate the Israelis.

Steal your bailiwick from the bias unit, Baldwin,

does this look like a hate crime

or a gang hit to you?

Not really.

No matter what it looks like to US mere mortals,

the bureaucratic notifications have to go out.

The stench sure is trying

to yank that hollandaise sauce back up.

Then do not visualize things

like licking a dirty ashtray

or chugging a gallon of cooking oil, Greg.

Medavoy, you barf on a d. O. A.,

you�re wiping him off.

Tough crowd.

-

-

okay, I got it.

Prints you asked for come back confirmed

for a Ricky guerrero.

That�s who the super thought he was -- the d. O. A.

Wouldn�t take too close a look -- the super.

One to the back of the head.

Diane and Jill still on canvass?

Yeah.

Where�s Greg?

He�s on canvass, too.

So what are you doing here?

Hate graffiti on the walls.

"P.r. Go home" above nine trey�s gang tag.

Nine trey�s a blood set.

Crime scene look like a gang hit?

He could have been hooked with a gang -- guerrero.

Yeah, the evicted puerto rican

half-assed pimp and skell-junkie bum set.

Super said he booted guerrero three weeks ago,

but he was halfway sure guerrero come back

and squatted with his girlfriend.

Halfway sure?

Completely sure, but didn�t feel

like he was getting paid enough

to do nothing but look the other way.

He gave US the hooker- girlfriend�s name.

We�re getting all her places from b.C.I.

Work that,

and go ahead and notify the bias unit

behind the graffiti.

I got to say the nine Trey tag is pretty crude.

Maybe a kid trying to catch a rep?

Yeah, it could be,

or a misdirect.

So go ahead and notify lieutenant abner,

the bias unit.

Sure.

That�s some private thing, bringing abner in.

Yeah.

I was trying to steer the boss off the hate angle.

Steering the boss?

Very often,

the boss has unannounced luggage in the boat.

And, times like that,

you let him steer, and you just paddle

until you figure out what�s in his suitcase.

Well, let me call my former boss

over at the bias unit.

I didn�t realize you were so involved with the sea.

Generations of sipowiczes have been seafarers.

Come here.

Give me your opinion on something.

Sure.

Is this about Gibson?

It is about Gibson.

What did he want?

Me to date his disfigured niece.

She�s disfigured?

I guess she�s not disfigured.

That�s not the point.

I�m asking, relevant to my situation,

how does this stack up?

Going out on a date.

It�s not a date -- like keep the disfigured niece

from going off the Chrysler building

�cause she comes from Philadelphia

to get stood up by Jimmy elkins,

and she�s a retiring type to begin with.

Took care of a sickly parent 16 years

and bought a new outfit and shoes --

presuming I could get a sitter.

Andy, is she disfigured or not?

She�s not disfigured. She�s plain.

As far as that goes, i�m not Tyrone power.

I�m not William Holden, all right?

I�m not Randolph Scott.

Presuming the sitter,

would you do Gibson the solid?

Would you think this would be all right?

I would, yeah.

You would?

Does it feel okay to you?

Hey, don�t start that touchy-feely crap.

Go ahead, Andy.

It�s okay.

All right. Thanks for the advice.

Sure.

Thanks a lot.

A black man has been dragged behind a pickup truck

however many miles

until the flesh is torn from his body.

Finally, he gets his skull crushed

against a bridge abutment.

Bias unit catches.

At the crime scene, examining the body,

I note in what is left of the pocket

of the d. O. A.�s pants,

there�s no folding money -- not a single dollar.

Given the context, do I involve a precinct squad --

yours, say, lieutenant --

to investigate the robbery angle?

Nobody affiliated with the nine treys

advertises like this to the cops.

The hate graffiti is also a misdirect.

Excuse me.

You don�t show enough respect for my time.

If I hadn�t notified you,

when I ran this case for comstat,

you�d have been working the room.

If you believe that�s why you called me,

the next time you�re looking in the mirror,

ask yourself why young Jones had to be present.

He took the pictures.

I would have thought after 18 months

in my unit, detective,

spotting such an obvious misdirect

might have been something you�d have picked up.

Deciding what weren�t hate crimes

is part of our work, too, lieutenant.

You did like having the information

and being the one to make that call.

You do know how to hide, son, don�t you?

That�s all of this i�m going to have.

Shall we go on to something else?

Should I go in there?

And do what, Baldwin?

You don�t want to be a witness.

You don�t need to go in there

unless you�re trying to keep them

from murdering each other.

What�s open?

Not the coffee room.

Not the coffee room?

I am not Mimi esquibel.

You answer to Mimi, we think you�re her.

Well, i�m not, and I hope you assholes

smack me around plenty.

Count on that being just around the corner.

Good. I�ll build up my I. R. A.

Who�s in the coffee room?

Lieutenant fancy

and my old boss from the bias unit

got the door closed.

Frank discussion.

Real frank.

Stay out here till you hear something breaking.

Come here.

Don�t you want to call me Mimi in front of more witnesses?

Don�t you ever hand me my overcoat

or call me into a case just to embarrass me

in front of a subordinate.

There was hate graffiti on the walls

of a homicide crime scene.

It was an appropriate notification.

What the hell is your problem?

I am not going to be betrayed

as a race-pimping bureaucrat

or some j. Edgar hoover- type fanatic.

Jones worked with you. He formed his own opinions,

not to say you didn�t embarrass yourself

harassing him in that squad room.

Did it ever occur to you that sending him over here,

I might have been trying to look out for Jones?

I didn�t think he was ready

to be looking at the world out of my window.

And you respond by trying to marginalize

and ridicule me

in his eyes?

I wasn�t.

I�m going to ask you to believe me about that.

Well, I can�t.

I don�t.

Maybe you�ve been looking out that window

too long yourself.

There�s that patronizing quality again.

Now that you�ve seen fit to lug me into this,

i�ll expect to be copied on the paperwork.

Sure.

Copies to lieutenant abner on all your paperwork.

Yes, sir.

Laura krebs.

Laura krebs.

I mean, don�t you people keep records of who�s who?

We�ve got a unit devoted to photographs exclusively,

which occasionally misplaces them.

Say you�re not Mimi esquibel. Say you�re Florence Henderson.

If I was Florence Henderson,

i�d have known that guy I was married to

on "the Brady bunch" was a fruit.

What do you got for US

connected to Ricky guerrero that is dead?

Like i�ll let go that easy on this false arrest.

You�re not arrested.

Cuffs -- cuffs are the tip-off you�re a collar.

I want $1,000 to tell you what I know.

Do you know who killed Ricky?

I know where Mimi esquibel is.

Got to be a speed freak. They�re deluded with grandeur.

You want $1,000 to tell US where a hooker strolls?

Do you know?

How about we give you 50 bucks and don�t explore

what warrants you�ve got under your real name,

which would explain why you answered to Mimi

when we came to your door?

All right.

Now we�re in business.

And I am not a speed freak.

Minimum, you�re one of them voluntary pukers.

I am naturally thin.

Yeah, that�s what the Japanese said

about all our soldiers marching from bataan.

Where do we find the true Mimi?

When do I find the true $50?

That�s the second part of the transaction.

Come on. I�ll show you.

Drop me off.

And if mimi�s kid was involved,

that asshole Ricky provoked him.

Put a name on mimi�s kid.

Isaiah.

Now, he is sweet enough to eat.

I�ve got to talk to him.

When he wants you to know something, d.,

a boss tells you.

Then i�m about to make a mistake,

�cause I need to ask what went on

between him and lieutenant abner.

You will not be the first person in history

to ignore my advice.

Can we talk about that beef with lieutenant abner?

�cause it�s really got me turned around.

Close the door.

Turned around how?

I was trying to be clear

I didn�t feel this was a hate crime.

With that kind of graffiti on the walls,

i�d have been derelict not having him sign off.

So you weren�t looking to pick a fight with him?

I don�t know too many motives

that don�t have a little of this

and a little of that thrown into it, Baldwin,

and lieutenant abner and I have our disagreements,

but I wasn�t looking for hell to break loose.

Now I need to ask you something.

Okay.

How different

was lieutenant abner�s behavior today

from how you�ve seen him over the last 18 months?

Lieutenant abner�s never been shy about his opinions.

I�m not asking about his opinions.

I�m asking if his behavior was different.

Yeah.

He seemed pretty high-strung.

That level of agitation was uncharacteristic?

Yeah, i�d say so.

All right. Thank you very much.

Are you concerned for lieutenant abner, boss?

Thanks, Baldwin.

Some juncture, someone better start telling me

what the hell this is involving.

Is that genuine snakeskin?

I got to call on this other thing --

this other situation.

You guys cops or spies?

Come on, Mimi. Agent 99�s waiting for US.

Yeah, yeah, it�s me -- sipowicz.

All right, here�s my conditions, Eddie -- non-negotiable.

"A" -- dinner exclusively with no movie option.

"B" -- is she amenable to Italian food or so forth,

some kind of normal cuisine?

All right.

Tell her ciresi�s around 8:00 or so forth?

No, no, you tell her.

I don�t want to talk on the phone.

Yeah, i�ll meet her fresh,

and you�ll tell her how to recognize me, all right?

The guy in the restaurant

looking most completely miserable.

You, got time for a little trim later?

Certainly.

Or don�t you think I need one?

Never any harm in a buff-up.

It was that bitch Laura giving me up, correct?

Incorrect.

No, no, it was her because here you come,

and she materialized the other side of the street,

all busy, looking up at the sky

like there�s some meteor shower.

It was her.

Ricky guerrero.

Just when I thought I couldn�t feel any worse,

I have to hear that name.

You and Ricky on the outs?

Way past that -- for weeks.

I hope I never see that face again.

That�s where i�m at with Ricky guerrero.

Weeks since you saw Ricky last?

Weeks, months -- a long, long time.

Not long enough, though, that�s for sure.

Well, brace yourself, Mimi. Ricky�s dead.

My god.

Are you serious?

Let the first shock wave pass.

I wouldn�t have said those things about him.

May his soul rest in peace.

So, Mimi, about 20 witnesses

put you in and out of that apartment

you and Ricky squatted at till three days ago.

Also known as the day Ricky bought it.

Whoever�s saying it�s not weeks

since I laid eyes on Ricky is on drugs.

Mimi, awake.

What the hell�s that about?

That�s my partner trying to bring you out

of your dopey trance

this murder�s falling on anyone but you, Mimi.

You were the last one seen leaving the apartment

and you hated ricky�s guts -- your words.

You expect me to give up my son?

What�s been happening all this time,

mimi�s been protecting a loved one.

Isaiah and Ricky were always at each other.

Over what?

Electronics and whatnot.

Like who invented the light bulb?

If, like, Ricky was continuously boosting

my son�s Nintendo --

supporting his Jones.

And was he?

I�m not taking a position on that or any murder.

Alls i�m saying -- I last saw Ricky living

with a spike in his accustomed arm.

Isaiah, Mimi, or you�re wearing the bull�s-eye.

Does he have to know it came from me?

We�ll avoid that if we can.

And can I go back to work?

Not till we bring him in.

But he don�t have to see me.

Hey, Mimi, just so we keep

your deep mother�s love in perspective,

suppose we give you the choice

of him finding out you gave him up

but you get to stroll out of here and score,

or he never finds out it was you

but you got to sit here and Jones.

Building across the street from ricky�s --

Shawn mcsomething-or-other.

Second floor, I think.

Giving up her son --

that�s a rotten choice to force on a mother.

Shut your mouth.

Did your sources mention any specific individuals

in the nine treys who may have done this?

No, man.

Watch your man work.

And this is strictly confidential.

Okay.

Witnesses in ricky�s building

say he and your mother were boyfriend-girlfriend.

Okay.

Based on your knowledge -- and this is critical --

could Ricky guerrero have been affiliated

with a rival gang of the nine treys?

Hell, yeah. Easily.

Okay, that�s vital information.

You knew him pretty good through contact

he had with your mom.

Yeah, I knew him.

You stayed at his apartment when your mom did.

Occasionally maybe, yeah.

So, based on your experience,

what kind of a person was he --

good guy, bad guy?

Yeah, he was an asshole,

unless he was passed out or needed something from you.

I�m trying to build what we call

a character composite, Isaiah.

Give me an example

of how this Ricky was an asshole.

Okay, well, I come home, and ricky�s all,

"you�re not going to believe it.

Somebody broke in and stole all our stuff."

All my stuff he�s talking about,

�cause he already sold all his for drugs,

so I get a new TV and Nintendo,

and the next week --

"you�re not going to believe it."

You tell your mom about this or handle it on your own?

No, I handled it.

You stand up to him and confront Ricky

on him selling your possessions.

How did he respond?

He denied it, but he�s got this smile

like he�s trying not to laugh

or like he don�t take me seriously.

Which, obviously, he doesn�t.

No, like, he never did.

I can go out

and I can round me up a new system,

but before I do, I want him to admit it --

to admit that he chumped me and he sold them for drugs,

but he wouldn�t.

And then he called me a name

that I told him never to call me again,

and he promised me that he wouldn�t.

What�d he call you?

Jackass.

That set you off, getting called jackass?

He got really mad at me one night

and he called me that.

Said that it was the baby

of a male donkey and a female horse,

and no one wanted it when it was born,

not the horses or the donkeys,

�cause it was useless and stupid.

And then he said that it was just like me

because my mom is puerto rican and my dad�s black.

But then guess what I did.

What?

I went to the library and looked it up,

and I went back to Ricky

and told him that he�s so stupid --

that a jackass is the same as a donkey.

It was a mule that�s what had happened

when a donkey did a horse.

"So there, man. How stupid are you?"

He just laughed at me and he said,

"whatever you say, jackass."

And he kept calling you jackass, right?

Whenever he was mad

or my mom wasn�t around.

When you had that fight over him stealing your stuff,

he called you jackass again.

Then you shot him, Isaiah.

And then I said, "call me a jackass now,"

and he didn�t.

He didn�t open his mean ugly mouth

to say nothing.

And then I put the graffiti on the wall.

Did you think it was real when you saw it?

Yeah, absolutely.

I wish my mom was here,

even if it was her gave me up.

That�s a good interview.

He learned how to do that from you.

I appreciate this, Arthur.

This was a generous gesture.

Why don�t we get together for lunch this week,

pat me on the back?

Excuse me.

Jones was probably the first adult African-American male

that made that boy feel like he gave a damn...

And he was doing it to get a confession.

So many lost.

So many lost.

You tell Jones good work.

You want to tell him?

No, no, you have to tell him,

and tell him how he can help that boy

with his confession

so it doesn�t go so bad with him.

All right.

The boy who couldn�t stand being called jackass.

Yeah, I know.

You know how you get trapped

doing favors for friends?

That�s this.

I am cornered like an alley rat

with the homely stood-up niece

of Eddie Gibson.

You want to see

a humiliating amount of sweat on a person�s forehead?

You watch me dine with a stranger.

Anyways, ciresi�s does a nice enough job,

and 9:15 i�ll be home, 9:30 at the latest.

The movie I ruled out totally.

You know, I don�t need to carry

the conversational ball here on every play.

We�re done.

Or do you think i�m making a mistake?

No, I don�t.

I think she�d be glad.

Hey, some interview, d.

Thanks, Greg.

Did you know your old boss was watching?

No.

I was thinking maybe it was your initiative

that prevailed on the boss to Bury the hatchet.

No, I didn�t know he was there.

Well, for what it�s worth, d.,

I heard him say, "good interview" --

abner.

Thanks.

You want to walk out with me?

People will think i�m your trainer.

No, you go ahead.

Yeah, all right. Night.

Good night.

The old boss watched your interview.

He was proud of how you handled yourself.

Sit down.

You say you�re worried someone in this job

may be a danger to himself.

A phone call to the early intervention unit,

you better know what you�re doing

to that person�s career.

They come take his gun till they check him out,

and he has a shadow over him

for the rest of his time on the job.

You better know what you�re doing.

Yeah. Good night, Baldwin.

Good night.

He told me to be sure to tell you he was proud.

Maybe I can call him and tell him thanks.

Do that.

That�s a good idea.

Thanks.

I got to take care of my ducks.

All done, Theo.

Aunt katie�s giving you a good bath, son?

She picked my nose with the washcloth.

Yeah, and I found potatoes in there.

Ha ha.

Where i�ll be.

Thank you.

Where are you going to be, daddy?

Daddy�s going out for dinner.

Is it some retirement racket?

This guy Eddie Gibson.

When I get back, i�m asking your fishes,

did you tell them good night by name?

Okay, daddy, I will.

I think I remember Eddie Gibson.

He�s retiring?

I couldn�t begin to explain it all to you,

what he asked me to do, is how complicated it is.

I got four ducks in the bath.

Let�s drop it, all right?

All right.

Anyways, i�ll try not to be too late.

All right, Andy.

I promise I won�t be, okay?

See you, squirt.

Daddy promises.

I heard him, baby.

You must be Andy.

How do you do?

I�m Cynthia.

How do you do?

I hope you weren�t waiting long.

The cab driver couldn�t find the restaurant.

How many tongues you go through

trying to make him understand?

Calamari�s good here, f.Y.I.

It was very nice of you to fill in

on such short notice.

Don�t worry about it.

I�m afraid to think what kind of pressure

my uncle Eddie put on you.

Every cop keeps a set of thumbscrews

just for this type situation.

Calamari�s one of the specialties here,

if you like squid.

We can call this off, Andy.

I�ll go book shopping, and you can do

whatever you really wanted to do tonight,

and we�ll tell uncle Eddie we had a good time

so he doesn�t feel bad.

Hey, put that out of your mind.

No, really, I enjoy book shopping,

and, um...

I�m not really that hungry.

"A" -- if i�m making you uncomfortable,

don�t take that personal.

I haven�t been out to dinner

with circumstances like this in a long time.

Plus when you�re not hungry,

that�s when you�re supposed to eat

so you don�t overfill.

My little guy is going to be asleep,

so at this juncture,

alls you�d be keeping me from

is falling asleep watching the news.

Okay, Andy.

Okay?

How�s their calamari here?

Hi.

How is he?

Fine.

He went to sleep all right?

He was asleep by 8:30.

Anyways, thanks very much.

It�s all right.

You seem disturbed.

My feelings are hurt, Andy, that you lied to me,

but that�s my problem to deal with.

What was my lie you�re saying I told you?

All right, I apologize.

As a favor to Eddie Gibson,

I took Eddie gibson�s niece to dinner.

I don�t need to know that, but I accept your apology.

I felt awkward.

I understand, Andy.

Something you could misunderstand my motives on.

I understand.

Katie...

Hurting your feelings

is the last thing I want in the world.

But sometimes it has to happen,

but lying is hurtful and it makes you angry,

and Theo heard it.

I�m sorry.

It�s all right. You have to live.

I�ll try and be more truthful,

then he won�t hear me angry.

I wished you�d dated me.

That�s my part in it. I wished you�d dated me.