All language subtitles for NYPD Blue (1993) - S08E13 - Flight of Fancy (1080p HULU WEB-DL x265 LION)

Perp's shirt being green,
that was new.

Original statement, she didn't
remember nothing about that.

What a break.

All right,
what's the problem?

Look, this case is
asleep 12 years, Andy.

It will not be cleared
by the color of a shirt.

Baby steps is
what clears dusty cases.

So this is
our future?

Roaming around, making
baby steps on cold homicides.

No, this is legit. This is
still an open homicide.

I'm saying
we're avoiding the squad

by meeting these folks
face to face

when normally
you'd make a phone call.

After dalto
officially starts,

we get a roll call,
avoid her tours.

Meaning a lot of wasted energy
juggling schedules.

You want to work with
your balls constantly broke

over spelling errors
in your fives?

No.

Then we juggle our schedules
and look for Jimmy hoffa.

I am done
with her trying

to teach me
to be robodetective.

What's next
on this ground ball?

The second witness.
We stop in, see him,

see if his memory's
cleared any.

Where does he live?

Poughkeepsie.

Look at this idiot.

Hey, stop.

That's a clunky change purse
you got there.

Put it down.
Put your hands up.

Look, a friend's pet shop
went belly-up.

He said I could pawn it,
all right?

What's your name?

Frederick Albert fanetti.

Your friend sell
doughnuts at his pet shop?

I got
a very good explanation.

You already gave it to US
and it ain't very good.

Come on,
let's take a ride.

Or should we give him
the uniform?

I don't know
if poughkeepsie can wait.

Josh, interview 3.

Anything going down?

Been in there an hour.

Connie: I'm surprised
she hasn't come out

to bounce a quarter
off our bunks.

Maybe she's just
overcompensating right now,

you know, job jitters
she's working out.

The woman's a walking fist.

Here's your sheet
on that Frederick fanetti.

I'm telling you,
computers are amazing.

They're going to make US
obsolete one day.

Yeah?
Where's the sign-up sheet?

Never been collared
for a burglary before,

just a couple possessions.

Computer also tells US
there's been

a rash of burglaries
in that area.

Bunch of apartments
been hit.

Could be Frederick's got
a new act to feed his habit.

Connie: Look at that.

She couldn't wait
one more day

for fancy to leave
before taking over his desk.

He's really leaving.

Sit, Frederick.

Freddy is fine.

Do you mind if I stand?
I got a chronic displacement.

Must be lugging all those
heavy stolen goods.

No, today's my cherry attempt
with this kind of thing.

Are you sure about that?
Never took off an apartment?

Your pacing's
making me nauseous.

Sit down and we'll talk
about your future.

You got a drug problem,
Freddy?

See, that's not the future,
man, that's the past.

The very recent past,
seeing how you took

a possession collar
three weeks ago.

Since you don't look
like the day job type,

we're going to make
the crazy assumption

that you steal
to support your habit.

I don't have a habit --

if you're going to lie,
don't speak.

Cop to your other burglaries,
and we'll package them

for one plea with the d. A.

You'll probably get a year
and some time in a program.

Or pace around the room
and whine about your back.

We'll run your prints against
every burglary in the city.

You'll wind up with five years
when you could have had one.

Isn't there any way
we work towards no years?

Yeah, get US
the Lindbergh baby.

Freddy, the burglaries.

Okay, okay.
I did a few places.

"A few"
meaning what, 10?

More like two.

Or six...Apartments
in the east village, okay?

No one was home.
Nobody got hurt.

Addresses
and what you stole.

I don't know
addresses...

But I do know
the buildings.

Let's go.
You point them out.

Lieutenant.

How far can you run
in those heels?

Far as I need.

I wouldn't wear them
if I thought --

I have a policy
relative to pursuing a perp

that my detectives wear
a more athletic type shoe.

Okay? Thanks.

Andy: Boss, we'll be on the air
if anything jumps off.

Good, make sure
you monitor it.

Yeah.

So sorry, lieutenant.
Crazy day on the "f" line.

Arthur: It's okay, John.

But make sure you put in
a slip for that half-hour.

I'm going to go get
some things out of my car.

If that's your last time
being late,

we'll be okay around here.
Yes, ma'am.

Lieutenant.

Sorry.

Two of my former
I. A. B. Detectives

were supposed to be
bringing my boxes over.

Please call and find out
what's taking so long,

and put that away.

Got a sec?

Sure.

Is the ink dry
on my transfer?

All I can tell you is
hang in there.

These things have a way
of working themselves out.

Part of the appeal
of being assigned to this squad

was the chance
to work under you.

Whether it's going to be
me or lieutenant dalto,

you'll be spending
most of your time

working your cases
with your partner.

That won't change.

So the ink's dry.

Do you have recourse?
Yeah.

Do you want
to catch a rep

as someone who can't work
with certain bosses

and keeps bouncing
from squad to squad?

You tell me.

To be honest, knowing myself,
the feelings I'm having,

if I stick around
under her,

maybe I won't just
bounce to another squad.

Maybe I end up
saying something

gets me bounced
out of the bureau.

Or maybe, like I said,
things work themselves out.

Fire escape to this place
is a little shaky,

but I just dropped down,

you know, jimmied a window.
Boom -- I'm in.

Thinks he's spider-man.

What did you get?

Some cash, a watch
with a calculator in it,

five Nintendo
game boxes, cartridges.

Is that it?

Poor guy, got a mind
like a steel trap.

Who was next?

What? That's it.
This is number six.

All right, come on.

Wait, can I ask a question
about something I said earlier,

about what would it take
to get no years locked up?

'Cause I was serious
about that, man.

What would it take
for that?

Hey, we'll talk
in the car.

Better we did here.
I mean,

if it was worth it to me,
you know?

Why here?
I like efficiency.

You got something
to barter, speak up.

No, I'd like some idea
of how this pays off

in regard to time
locked up.

What are we talking about,
Freddy?

General vicinity.

Body...dead body.

Nearby?

You know, at this point,

I'd like some idea
of what'd be coming to me.

Freddy, seeing how you're so
interested in US staying here,

probably means
that body is pretty close.

So when we send for more cops,
and we find it

without any further help
from you,

the answer is
you get nothing.

Or you give US
an exact location immediately,

and we'll see
what we can work out.

Man...

This way.

Right here.

Through here?

It's over here somewhere

unless it's been moved
or something.

Hey, can you take this?

Yeah, no, there's an arm.

Boy.

Fake nail tips, dress,

and she's been torched.

Thanks
for meeting me.

What's on your mind?

How's your wife?
Feeling better?

Yeah, she is.

Still got
her delicate moments.

She's seeing someone.
It seems to be helping.

You know,
we're going to France.

Always said we would.
I'm finally taking her.

Yeah, that's great.

I'll never be able
to tell you

how much I appreciate
what you did with that.

Saved US
a lot of embarrassment.

Made me realize a few things
about my marriage, too.

It was nothing.

Okay.

Now tell me
what's really on your mind.

I never intended

on calling in the favor
you extended to me.

I don't even know
if this is possible.

Tell me what you need.

Okay, all right,
i-i can tell

we've taken a turn
for the serious.

Yeah?
How'd you come to that?

Silence in the car,
general hostilities.

Did you kill that girl?

No, sir. No, sir.

How did you know
where she was?

Look, first,
can we -- can we talk

about how this affects
my chances for beating jail?

How you going to beat jail,
Freddy, with nothing?

You showed US a body.
That means nothing.

As opposed to saying who she is
and how she got there.

Now, we present information
like that,

couched in a report
of your eager cooperation,

there's a good chance

the d. A. Will look the other way
on these robberies.

Or keep thinking
about a deal

while we keep thinking
you look good for this homicide.

I think her name is
Alissa Santos.

How do you know this?
She's the --

she was
the neighborhood crack whore,

but, like,
14 years old.

Real sad case.

How'd you know
she was in the lot?

Well, I found her,
like, six months ago

when I stepped in there
to take care of something.

It's a popular
smoking spot.

It's popular,
but nobody's reported

a body that's been decomposing
almost a year.

Well, I guess it's --
it's popular with me.

So...

Who killed her?

Look, man, I got a name,
but before that,

we talk terms of deal,
chapter one being,

there is no way I'm going

to testify
against this lunatic.

That depends
on you being forthright.

The more honest you are
on details,

the stronger our case
and chances for a confession,

then you don't
have to testify.

Chapter two --
the name.

Okay, okay.

Last time I saw her,
like, last year,

I was going to score

when this scummy wannabe
badass weed peddler

named Antoine, okay?
I get to his corner.

I see him dragging her
in the lot.

Okay? For, like,
whatever,

you know,
his daily 5-minute slot.

So she's struggling
for help

while you're busy
waiting to get loaded.

No,
scream-and-dazzle thing.

That was her act.
You can ask anyone.

So they disappeared
into the rubble. What?

Comes out 10 minutes later
alone, real twitchy,

and he said he wasn't selling
no more dope that day.

You think to look for him?
Maybe call the cops?

Nah, he was too distracted
over not getting his weed.

What happened
to that girl --

it really breaks my heart

'cause she didn't deserve
getting killed

and burned up.

Now, Antoine --
torch him all you like.

Antoine what?

Gossett!

Real scummy.

Sit tight.

My name is Ramon Santos.

This is
my wife Tania.

We got a message to see
a detective Sorenson

or sipowicz.

How do you do,
Mr. Santos?

Detective sipowicz
is out on a call,

but he told US
you'd be coming by.

Let's, step
into the coffee room.

I'm detective medavoy,

these are detectives
Jones and mcdowell.

Please, have a seat.

We just got the message
to come in,

but it didn't say
what about.

Do you have a daughter
named Alissa?

Legally, yes.

Is she involved
in something?

You say "legally."
She's adopted?

She's my niece,
come over from Santo Domingo.

Is she okay?

Have you seen her
recently, Mrs. Santos?

It's been
a year and a half.

She had problems,

so we got her put
into a group home,

but then she ran away
from that place.

Did you file
a missing persons report?

We were advised
against that

on account
of it just being pointless.

Our neighborhood cop said
that she was incorrigible.

He arrested her twice
with dope,

and then once when we called
because she was

smoking crack in her room
and busting all my furniture.

He said if she wants to
come back, she'll come back.

Is she okay?

We're sorry
to tell you this,

but Alissa was found dead
this afternoon.

No.

You can't say
you're not surprised.

How did she die?

We think
she was murdered.

My god.

Is there anyone she ran with

you think we should talk to,
a friend, boyfriend?

No. She had so much pain
in her life, so much pain.

We can't take the blame
for this, Tania.

You blame Juan,
and blame iladio.

Wait,
who is this now?

Juan is her father
who had sex with her.

Got her head
all messed up.

Where is he?

Santo Domingo,
same with iladio.

That's who she went
to live with after her father,

who was also
a sick pig with her.

My sister begged US
to take her in.

How long did she
live with you?

Six months.

But don't think
we didn't try with her.

We took her
to family court.

We got
this special warrant.

Person-in-need-
of-supervision warrant.

How old was she?

13 when she left
our house.

Everything --
we did everything,

but sometimes you just got to
get on with your life.

What was the name of the,
cop you talked with?

He might be able to help US
with the investigation.

Something Baxter.

We're all done here.

We'll keep in touch.

Sorry for your loss.

All right, now don't
bite my head off, okay?

Hey,

if I seemed a little abrupt
the other day --

don't say another word.

Under the bridge,
as far as I'm concerned.

Yeah, me too.

Listen, I got to
get some mug shots together.

Two seconds.

Okay.

First, I got to know
if I misread,

and there's no feelings
between you and my niece.

Then just say so now.

What do you want,
Gibson?

So there is feeling.
Okay, so the upshot is

Cynthia,
in passing conversation,

come to find out
there's a guy at her work

who asked her out
and, you know,

she hasn't heard from you.
She doesn't know.

What, you guys got
two tin cans and some string

connected to your bedrooms?

Hey, I got a little bit
on the line here, Andy.

She's a relation, okay?

I got to sit at the same table
as these people every holiday,

everybody knowing I'm the one
who paired you two up.

Listen, Eddie, whatever
I got to say to Cynthia,

I'll say it to her.

So it's done.

You need me
to write this down?

Done as, completely done,
no chance for rekindle?

All right, when you
run your mouth to Cynthia,

you be sure
and let her know

that this came
out of your ass,

not from me.

22 years
on the job, Andy.

Nothing else,
I can read people.

Thanks.

Think I could squeeze
into one of those?

Susan: Finally.

Find Antoine?

Yeah, we had narcotics
pick him up

off an a-buy
they had into him.

Anything
from the aunt and uncle?

Susan: Good.
You're all here.

We're going to reorganize.
Now's a good time to do it.

Reorganize what?

We're going to change
desk assignments.

I need to see
how everyone works

so I can decide
who partners up best.

Also, we're going
to move the desks,

create a better flow.
Whose, fish tank is that?

Mine.

Do you have
a fish tank at home?
Matter of fact, I do.

Maybe you could transfer those
to your home tank.

You're telling me
you got fish policies, too?

This is going to be
a work environment.

Something on your mind,
detective?

Nothing I care to share.

John:
Hello. 15th squad.

Just a moment.

Lieutenant --
chief of detectives.

Put it through
to my office.

She's all yours, fellas.

That's reassuring.

Diane: I still think
we should give her the chance

to chill out.
What choice do we have?

She ain't changing.

No one above her is
ever going to tell her to.

She's a lesbian woman,
got that double minority clout.

No one's going to risk
getting in front of that,

and I ain't moving
them fish.

Is there a problem?

That was
the chief of d's.

Apparently,
I'm being reassigned.

Arthur:
Congratulations.

I don't know
where I'm going.

I just know
I'm no longer here.

Well, good luck to you
wherever you wind up.

Gee, I wonder
how this happened.

Maybe you're needed
somewhere else?

Maybe someone with more juice
made some phone calls.

Maybe.

I just wish whoever did
had the guts to admit it.

And I wish I knew
how one person could alienate

a whole squad of detectives
in 48 hours,

detectives who've shown
they can deal with anything,

including each other.

I'm going to find out
who did this.

Well, you can
start your investigation

making phone calls downstairs
in the captain's office.

We got work to do here.

Arthur:
Keep working your cases

while I find out
who my replacement is.

Are angels singing,
or is it just me?

Don't he talk?

He talks.

He's just being cute,
'toine?

You want him in the cage?
No, put him
in that seat.

We need to discuss
a little problem

Antoine's up against.
Where you living at?

Why are you so quiet?

'Toine, sure used to run
your mouth

when I walked that foot post
on the 2-3, didn't you?

Why don't you work out
your beef later on?

We're even now
'cause didn't I always tell you

one day I'd lock
your skanky ass up?

Well, guess who
keeps their promises, asshole.

Back. Get back!

Hey, hey, hey,
all right.

All right, settle down.
Take it easy!

Take it easy now!
Just settle down.

Felony right there,
asshole.

Danny: Take a walk, Vance.

Yeah, I'll kick your ass!

We got him now.

You need a hand?

We're all right.

Make sure you keep it down.
New lieutenant just showed up.

Guy or female?

A guy. Latino.

What's his name?

I don't know.
Went right in with fancy.

So, was he ever a detective?

Andy, I don't know.
They're still in there.

You better had got that
out of your system.

So, they didn't hear nothing
in the pokey?

No, door was closed
by then,

and, no, I didn't
catch his name.

So this Antoine's
a little tight-lipped?

Yeah, we're letting him
thaw out a little bit.

So you don't recognize him
from your bias unit days?

Not every minority
on the job

was in the bias unit, Andy.

Do you recognize him
or not?

I would have told you
if I did.

One of the counselors
from the group home

where Alissa stayed called,
wanted to come in and talk.

About?
Didn't say.
She's on her way up.

Well, maybe you guys
take that.
Sure.

How do we even know
this is the guy?

'Cause when fancy saw him,

he said,
"come on in, lieutenant,"

and before he walked in,
he said, "welcome aboard."

Sara Fisher.

I spoke with
a detective mcdowell.

Hi, Sara. Come on in.

My partner Diane Russell.

Hi. Let's go talk
in here.

Andy:
What's with the vandyke?

Post-renaissance.
They're called goatees.

Post my ass.
It's got to go.

You can't have that
in the bureau.

Take a deep breath, Andy.

So, you were
Alissa's case worker

at the group home?

That's right.

Was there something specific
you wanted to tell US?

Alissa confided in me

that her uncle
was sexually abusing her.

That's the reason why
she ran away from that home.

Her uncle back
in the Dominican Republic?

Her uncle here --
Ramon Santos.

And when I heard
that she was dead --

I mean,
I'm not saying he did it.

I just thought
that you should know.

Did you look into the abuse,
substantiate it?

Alissa didn't want me to.

I mean,
she was deeply traumatized.

Obviously you know
about her being abused

back in the Dominican Republic
from very early on.

And a part of her
felt like --

it was her own fault?

Yeah, and her response
was just to run away.

Don't you have the ability
to look into something

like that on your own?
It is a felony.

Knowing Alissa
wouldn't pursue charges,

what was I going to do?

I did call the santoses
after Alissa ran away

to see if she was back
living there, and if she was,

I was going to take
the necessary steps.

When she ran away
from your home,

why didn't you file
a missing persons report?

We did,
the previous times.
Why not this last time?

I ran it by my supervisor.
I don't know. We didn't.

'Cause that's what,
5-minute phone call?

Listen,
I didn't come down here

for you to wag your finger
at me about what I didn't do.

All I could do was
to let her know

that she had a friend
whenever she needed one.

We're just
a little frustrated, Sara,

because if she would have had
a missing person report on her,

maybe she wouldn't have been
on the street

that day she got killed.

I came down here to tell you
what Alissa told me

about what was happening.
Do what you want with it.

Anything?

According to conversations
she had with this counselor,

Alissa was raped by her uncle
here in New York --

Ramon Santos.
That miserable prick.

But we like this Antoine guy
for killing her, right,

or do we go hard
at the uncle?

Let's go talk to this idiot
Freddy and clarify what he saw.

Keep going at the uncle.

This is
lieutenant Tony Rodriguez.

He'll be taking over the squad
effective tomorrow.

Sorenson, sipowicz,
Russell, mcdowell, Jones,

medavoy,
our p. A. A. John Irvin.

Nice to meet you all.

I got 17 years on the job,
most of it in Bronx narcotics.

Since this is captain fancy's
last day,

I'll be hitting the ground
running, so bear with me.

Any questions either way,

let's ask them,
but near future,

I'm just going to watch
while you guys do your thing.

I look forward
to working with you.

That's all I got.

Okay.
So whoever's freed up,

why don't you bring
lieutenant Rodriguez

up to speed on our d. O. A.?

Me and Connie can do that.

Bronx narcotics?

You ever work
with inspector karlosky?

Sure. He's my bureau exec.

Yeah, he's the president
of the pulaski society.

So you're Polish.

Sipowicz. Yeah.

Great.

Seems nice enough.

Yeah,
that's going to last.

So, how's it going
with my release?

Slow.
Come on. Why?

We're at a crossroads, Freddy,
as far as pursuing leads.

Did you talk
to Antoine?
We met him.

Well, what did he say?

He's not much
of a conversationalist.

Yeah, he's not going to cop
to it right off the bat, man.

The guy's a scumbag,
dope-dealing murderer.

You got a lean on him
a little bit, beat on him.

In spite of what
you read, Freddy,

we don't just
beat on guys.

Even if you know that
he's a murdering piece of crap?

Which we don't know
for sure, Freddy,

because all you saw was them
going to the lot.

They could've waltzed
for 10 minutes

then gone
their separate ways.

No chance.
What, Freddy?
You know something more?

Maybe.
But then I want

an unconditional
immediate release.

Antoine confesses
off what you give,

that could be
in the cards.

I saw it, okay?
I saw him whack her.

What did you see?

He was banging her in the dirt,
man, like an animal.

He put his hands
around her throat --

you saw this from where?

I might've taken a step
into the lot just for a peek.

You can call me a perv --
whatever, whatever.

How'd she get burned?

After he choked this sweet girl
to death in the dirt,

he grabbed a thrown-out
spray paint can,

and he blowtorched her
with the paint

and a cigarette lighter.

Why didn't you mention this
before?

Because, like I said,

this guy is a psychopath
lunatic scumbag.

If he found out
it was me ratting on him,

he'd kill me
or get someone else to.

I saw him do it.
Antoine's your guy.

Hey, Terry?

Yeah.
Baldwin Jones.

Greg medavoy.
How you doing?

What's up?

Look, Terry, you remember
an Alissa Santos,

lived over on ludlow?

Yeah, okay, sure.

Responded to their apartment
a couple of times.

Kid was out of control.
Parents had it up to here.

Well, we, we found a body
in a vacant lot on Avenue d,

been there eight months
or so.

Damn.
Well, I'm not too shocked.

Like I said before,
she was out of control --

drugs, putting out
for half the neighborhood.

Any local characters
jump out at you,

as far as who might've done it
or known about it?

Couldn't begin to tell you.
I'll ask around, though.

The couple
she was staying with --

did they,
did they ever approach you

about filing
a missing persons report?

Um...maybe.

They said they did.
Okay.

Apparently, you advised
against it.

Is that what this conversation's
all about?

Did you?

Okay.
I'm remembering now.

They approached me about it
when that girl ran away

from her group home
in Brooklyn.

Did the group home
file a missing persons?

Refer the complaint,
not the complainant.

Don't tell me
you never heard that.

Okay, I was wrong, and I see
where I screwed up.

So does it end here,

or do you guys
got other plans?

So you'll ask around
on her.

I'll ask around.

All right,

we're going to let you
out of your cage, Antoine,

and we're going to have
a conversation.

You try pulling any of that
tough guy act on US,

your day's going
to go downhill very quickly.

That cop Vance -- I could
tell you some things about him

when he was on the streets.

Yeah, write it down
and mail it to US. Now get up.

Andy: Sit down.

Alissa Santos.

I have nothing
to say to you guys.

Hey, one of your recent
transactions two days ago

in tompkins square park --
that was an a-buy

to an undercover
narcotics cop.

That was your third strike,
also known as 20 years.

By the time you get out,
drugs will be legal.

Wouldn't that be ironic?

Alissa who?

What about her?

You know her?

Yeah,
she like the village bike --

everyone can take her
for a ride.

You ridden her lately?

I haven't seen this girl
in a long time.

And you haven't heard anybody
talk about her?

No, she wasn't
nobody's girl, man.

She just wanted some money
or a rock.

There's a vacant lot
over on Avenue d.

You and her ever do business
over there?

Yeah,
that was her office.

We found her body there
this morning.
Yeah, and?

Get the --

maybe she didn't feel like
putting out?

Or maybe you were just
so high off your ass

you lost it.

Man,
I ain't having this, okay?

We got a witness
says you killed her.

And we got
your fingerprints, Antoine,

on a pipe lying right next
to her body.

And we got semen off her, too.
We're going to run your DNA.

Here, hold out your hand.
I'll give you some.

Hey!

Look, man.

All right, I stuck her
in the yap many times,

but kill her over what --

jealous because
she was banging other guys?

Man, she was a ho!

She was 14 years old,
asshole!

Hey,
I didn't turn her out.

She was already in fifth gear
by the time we hooked up.

Maybe you should be squeezing
some of them crackheads

who hang out
around that lot, all right?

That's why I told her,
don't be rubbing up against me.

Because them who she is
spreading her legs for now

the last time I seen her --
the lowest of the low.

Man, get this
out of here, man.

I'm insulted.

Excuse me,
I got called in again.

Exactly who called you?

Mr. Santos,
thanks for coming in.

You know I own
a grocery store,

and it doesn't
run itself.

Just need another minute
of your time.

Yeah. I know
where we're going.

You know, there's not
a whole lot more

I can add from before.

We just want to ask you
a few questions

about your relationship
with Alissa.

Specifically, were you
having sex with her?

Excuse me?
Who said I did that?
Answer the question.

No, I didn't
have sex with her,

and whoever said that must have
something against me.

Who, some kind
of character assassin?

Before you lie again,
Ramon,

understand that,
as much as we'd like

to lock you up
for molesting Alissa,

we can't, on account
of her being dead.

So answer our questions,
and we'll resist the temptation

to beat you
for being a scumbag.

I just want
to say up front

that I've always thought
that people

who take advantage of kids
should be locked up.

Why did your thinking
change?

On account of her
not even acting like a kid.

And this started when?

Since she showed up --

rubbing up on me,
wanting to sit on my lap.

You just couldn't resist.

I put her off
for a long time.

Your wife find out?

I don't think so.

Did Alissa ever threaten
to tell her?

No.

You ever fight
with Alissa,

maybe strike her
accidentally?

Just yelling.

How'd she wind up
in the lot, Ramon?

You think I killed her?

She was disrupting your home,
your marriage...

You had your reasons.
Tell US what happened.

We'll work with you
on the statement.

Look, look,
I just wanted her out,

so we put her
in a group home.

I just wanted her out.
Hey, Ramon, we're trying
to help you here.

And I'm telling you
the truth!

She was a monster
and a manipulator,

so I threw her out.
But kill her? No way.

Now, we can sit here all day.
I didn't do it.

We want you to look
at some neighborhood guys.

Why?

You want to try
and get off the hook

for killing Alissa?

I didn't kill her.
Then look
at the damn pictures.

I know him.

He deals blunts
to the frat boys at nyu.

Don't know him.
Him either.

I know this clown.

That's Freddy.
"Crazy" Freddy.

How do you know him?

I was boning his sister
for a while,

passed her around
to my boys.

He comes up to me
all high one time.

He sprouts balls
when he's high --

stone crazy
the rest of the time.

He tells me,
"lay off of her."
Did you?

Hell, no. I stuffed him
in the garbage can.

When was this?

About a year ago.

Okay, all right.
Here we go.

How's it going?

Sipowicz: Pretty good
at holding a grudge, Freddy?

That was the wrong topic
of conversation.

You got a grudge against Antoine
over a confrontation last year?

Last year's a while ago.
I let bygones be bygones.

You ever been in
a mental institution, Freddy?

I did a year at creedmoor.

I got manic depression
and a schizoid personality,

regulated with medication.

How unregulated do you get
when you're smoking crack?

Why am I suddenly
the center of attention here?

You guys
talked to Antoine?

You said he was
drilling your sister,

passing her around.

You confronted him on it,
he stuffed you in a trash can.

That must have
made you furious.

It didn't make me
feel happy.

Are you trying to put
Alissa's death on him?

That's pretty complicated
for a crazy like me.

Don't sell yourself short,
Freddy, 'cause we're not.

Did you kill Alissa?

No, sir. No way!

Well, we checked with
the medical examiner.

Alissa had spray paint
on her body, like you said.

There's no way you could've
known that if you weren't there.

All right,
I had a grudge on Antoine,

but someone else killed her.

I saw it.
I know his name.

The m.E. Also got
some semen out of her.

If that matches yours,
your ship is sailing.

Cop to this.
Go back to the institution.

Get yourself regulated again.

No. See, that's
getting locked up, man,

and that's what I've been trying
to avoid all day here.

Well, there's no way
to avoid it now.

It just depends
on where you go.

What happens
when you smoke crack?

Word is you get
a little out of your head.

Another guy comes out.

Was it that guy
approached Antoine?

Same guy with Alissa?

She was a decent girl, man.

She -- she just had
a lot of problems.

What happened in the lot?

Well...we worked a deal.

Rock for sex?

How'd it go wrong?

I don't know.

She Welch on her end?
I don't know!

We're trying to help you.

And I'm saying
I don't know what happened.

Something grabbed me, man,
and was trying to pull me in!

It wouldn't let go of me.

What did you do about it?

I grabbed her neck,

and I squeezed it, man!

Just to get free!

She stopped moving.

Then you got the paint.

I said nice words
over her first, okay?

And I put some flowers down,
and I --

then you burned her up.

Then I burned her up.

Last day.

Must feel strange.

Yeah.
It's been a good run.

This move is good for me.

It's good.

Hell, yeah, it is.

You made captain.

You know, all day,

you haven't asked me one
question about these people.

Right.
Better do that.

Wouldn't want
to come off apathetic.

Any station house romances?

Nothing current.

Anybody trigger-happy?

Absolutely not.

Anybody can't handle themselves
on the street?

No.

Any old-school ball breakers

who enjoy detective work
more than dealing with bosses?

Yeah.

Sipowicz.

He's...

Unique.

But a good detective?

If someone I loved
got murdered,

I'd want him to be
the catching detective.

Well, there you have it.

Hey, they're, um, throwing
a racket for me tonight.

You're welcome to stop by.

Thanks. I'll pass.

But I will throw
my congratulations into the hat

in case it's a while
till I see you again.

I can tell the way
you ran this squad.

I just hope I can live up.

Good luck, lieutenant.

Are you going
to that racket tonight?

Yes.
Will you be there?

No, but do me a favor,
will you?

Buy everyone a round on me
in honor of captain fancy.

With pleasure.

Thanks.
See you tomorrow.

Thank you.

So, he's going
to get murder one?

From what I'm hearing,
he was high on crack.

With his psychiatric history,
the defense will get doctors

to prove he couldn't frame
with an intent to kill.

So then what --
manslaughter?

Probably.

10 years.
Maybe he does 5.

In a nuthouse.

We're going to push
for straight time.

He'll go to a nuthouse,
he'll get out in 3.

Come on, we're having fun here.
It's fancy's night.

All right, all right,
all right!

Ooh. Ha.

I'm told that,
I have a tendency

to make a fool of myself
with these things.

No!

But, in honor of
captain fancy's leaving US,

I'm going to keep it
short and sweet.

Lieutenant --
now captain -- fancy,

he's the best boss
anyone could ever hope for.

Best of luck.

Man: That's right!

Thanks, Greg.

And let me add my thanks
to captain fancy

for accepting people
on their merits.

It's not like that everywhere.

Thanks.

Hear, hear!

Captain?

I'd like to thank you
for your friendship.

If, um, if any of US
ever get to be lieutenant

and run a squad,

we won't have to ask around
how it's done 'cause,

we've already seen it
done right.

I'm proud of you --
I'm proud to know you,

and I'm proud
to have worked with you.

I couldn't have asked
for a better role model.

Hear, hear.

If it wasn't
for captain fancy,

I'd be working
in private security right now.

So, thanks for keeping me
out of the civilian work force.

It was a pleasure.
Ha ha ha ha.

I've been to a couple
of retirement rackets lately.

Most people I come up with,

they're leaving
or they're gone already,

but,
I'm glad you're staying,

moving forward.

Most bosses...

A minute after
they take promotion,

you're just a dot
in their rearview mirror

and they don't make any moves

unless it's got
some political upsides,

but today
you stuck your neck out

and you did US a big solid,

which is nothing new,
but today --

today was --
was big.

Thanks for everything.

Good luck.

Medavoy: Hear, hear!

Somebody asked me today

if I was planning on leaving
after getting my 20 years,

and I realized not one time
have I ever wanted to get out.

I have my bad days
like everybody else, but...

I've always loved this job.

When I first got out
of the academy,

I walked a foot post in
the neighborhood I grew up in,

and my first day,

I kept walking past
my parents' apartment building.

My mom and dad were
looking out the window at me,

in my uniform,

and they were proud.

And I was proud.

'Cause when you're a cop
in New York City,

you're somebody.

Yes, sir!

We love you!

Hear, hear!

Congratulations.

Congratulations.

Now just have some drinks
and let's tell some stories.

We're going
to miss you, pal.

I'm going to miss you back.