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Detective Sipowicz,
please tell the court how you
came to arrest Mr. Giardella.

[ Sighs ]
This past August 27th,

I was routinely surveilling
the defendant because
he's a known felon.

During the course of
the surveillance, I observed
the defendant's vehicle...

have a flat tire,
and he got out of the Cadillac
and he opened the trunk.

At that time I approached
the vehicle, identified myself
as a police officer,

and in the course
of casual observation
of the open trunk,

I saw 27 cartons
of filter cigarettes
which did not have tax stamps.

I ascertained that the vehicle
was owned by the defendant.

I gave him his rights
and took him into custody.

Nothing further,
Your Honor.

Detective Sipowicz,

you've testified
that the cartons
of untaxed cigarettes,

for possession of which
you arrested Mr. Giardella,
were in plain sight...

in Mr. Giardella's trunk when he
opened it to get out a jack
to fix the flat.

‐ Right.
‐ Now, there were seven nails...

in Mr. Giardella's
right rear radial, Detective.

That wouldn't exactly
produce a slow leak.

Yet you say that
during several hours
of antecedent surveillance...

you saw no one damage
Mr. Giardella's tire.

I was surveilling Mr. Giardella,
not his car, Counselor.

He stopped at
Niglio's Coffee House.

Maybe, uh‐‐
Maybe some urban youths...

did mischief to his vehicle
during that time frame.
[ Chuckling ]

[ Counselor ]
Your Honor, uh,
justified or not,

the reputation of the
neighborhood in which Niglio's
Coffee House is located...

is such that
"urban youths"...

do not tend to congregate
and do mischief in its environs.

Maybe he drove past
a construction site
after he left the place.

[ Counselor ] Detective Sipowicz
is known to have a personal
vendetta against Mr. Giardella.

I submit that the true scenario
is that while my client
stopped at Niglio's,

Detective Sipowicz
hammered nails into his tire
and caused a flat,

so that when Mr. Giardella
stopped to get out a spare,

the detective could circumvent
probable cause statutes...

and go fishing inside
Mr. Giardella's trunk.

Move to suppress
the evidence as tainted
and dismiss the complaint.

‐ Granted.
‐ [ Gavel Taps ]

‐ What about
the construction‐site theory?
‐ Pathetic.

Adjourned.
[ Gavel Bangs ]

[ Sipowicz ]
Hey, what is that, a dead rat
you got on your head?

[ Giardella ]
Now make some bad‐wig jokes.

Meanwhile,
I'm walking out the door,
you nickel stiff.

Sipowicz, what is it you clear,
about 90 a day? Here, go buy
yourself some clean socks.

I'm gonna burn you down,
you small‐time operator.
You count on it.

Let's lay off him.
No shot.
That wig‐wearing hump
rubs me the wrong way.

I'm gonna make
his life miserable.

And bury your own career
in the bargain.
Who are you kiddin', John?

They already held
that service.
Andy‐‐

Hey, Miss District Attorney.
You really prosecuted
the crap outta that one.

I went with the crap I had,
Detective.

Oh, you think that was
a hummer bust? You sayin'
I queered that guy's tire?

I'd say res ipsa locuitor
if I thought you knew
what it meant.

Hey! Ipsa this,
you pissy little bitch!

Hey, guys.
How's it going?

How you doin',
Detective?

Morning.
Good morning.

Detective Kelly.

Hey, Sarge. Thank you.

Where's Sipowicz?

Hey, Lieutenant.
He's, uh,
runnin' an errand.

My office.

I heard he flipped out in court.
You need to think about
a new partner.

Lieutenant, I know Sipowicz
is messin' up,

but he's gonna
come out of it.

I realize how you feel
about him, John.

Both of us know
where Andy is right now,

and it's not
runnin' an errand.

He's on a bar stool at Patrick's
gettin' loaded.

Andy was a great cop.
Now he's a drunk that
won't help himself.

I'm taking him
off the street.

Lieutenant, don't do that yet.
Let me talk to him. Let me see
if I can shake him up.

That asshole Giardella.

He can wear all
the thousand‐dollar suits
he wants. I'm not impressed.

I popped him when he was
rollin' drunks in the park,
and he knows I did.

You know where that
wig‐wearin' scumbag hump's
gonna be tonight?

The best table at Gianinni's.
Gianinni's.
You're damn right,

tellin' some broad
how his lawyer made me
look like a jerk.

Mm.

Ahh.
Leon, hurt me twice.

This is gotta stop,
Andy.
What's gotta stop?

This. You're gettin' stiff
every afternoon now.

Hey, look.
I don't recall...

requesting any
career‐counselling session
from you.

When was the last time
you tried goin' on the wagon?

When was the last time
you tried growin' tits?

All right.
Maybe we better talk
in the morning.

No, no, no.
Let's talk now.
Okay.

I think we should
call it quits.
Meaning what?

Meaning us being partners.

Huh! Yeah, sure.

Get a little bored at home,
you dump your wife.

Got a few problems at work,
you dump your partner.

First of all, I didn't dump her,
she dumped me, and second
of all, I've been carryin' you.

I know it, you know it,
every cop in the station house
knows it,

and I'm sick of it.

All right. You wanna split up?
That's no problem.
That's no problem at all.

Get your hands off me.
Get your hands off of me!
Let's go‐‐

Let's go somewhere
and get somethin' to eat.
I can't.

I'm on rug patrol tonight.
It might embarrass your career.

Andy, come here.
Get away. Just get away
from me, Kelly,

or so help me,
I'll clean your clock.

Let me, uh,
take care of this.
[ Leon ] Sure.

[ Sighs ]

Hey, Ramon.
Hey, hiya,
Detective.

‐ She just went in.
‐ Where'd you get that shiner?

Oh, punks. They jumped me
in the basement on Tuesday.

‐ Anybody report it?
‐ What am I gonna report?

I just gave 'em the $46.

Ramon, you don't report it,
I can't do anything about it.

I'll send
a sector car over.

You should move
back into the building
is what you should do.

[ Elevator Jostles ]

Hey.

I brought dinner.

Where's the separation forms,
Johnny?

You know what?
I lost 'em.

You lost them?
I looked all over
the station.

We'll both work off yours.
We're each supposed to fill out
assets and expenses, you jerk.

I lost the form, Laurie.
You want me to hang myself?

So am I dismissed?

Do I get pizza?

Ramon got mugged
in the laundry room?

Last Tuesday.
When was I gonna
hear about it?

I just found out about it
yesterday, John. He was
embarrassed to let anyone know.

Don't go down there
nighttime anymore,
all right?

[ Refrigerator Door Opens ]
I've been going
to the Laundromat.

How's work?
You gonna let 'em
put up that building?

[ Refrigerator Door Shuts ]
We're still negotiating
the variance.

Thank you.

How's your work,
John?

I'd ask if
I wanted to know.

You know...
we are splittin' up.

You do not have to hate
the job anymore, okay?

Just 'cause we're splitting
doesn't mean I'm going to
stop worrying about you...

or caring what
happens to you.

Good.

Hey, come here.

You sure we're doing
the right thing?
I'm sure.

Hmm? Because a lot of people
stay together behind less than
what we got goin', Laurie.

That's not good enough.

Look, I don't want to
have this conversation
every time you get horny.

It's not going
to work out for us.

My mistake.

I think it would be easier on us
if we made a clean break.
Okay.

I mean, I still have
feelings for you, and I know
you still have feelings for me.

That's right.
So I think it would be easier if
we just left each other alone.

A lot of good
this is going to do.

[ Tires Screech ]

[ Man ]
Anything you want, Sal.

You're such an easy guy
to find, Alfonse.

Thursday's at Gianinni's.
You're such a creature of habit.

What are you doing here,
Sipowicz?
Am I interrupting, huh?

Was Al here impressing you
on how strong he is
with the Marino family?

Hey, I'm with a lady.
You're crossin' a line here.
Move away from me.

What is that, a threat, huh?
That supposed to intimidate me?

Look around you, Sipowicz.
You can't afford anything
in here. Go home.

Stand up.
Are you crazy?

Shut up! Stand up!
Just shut your mouth!
Are you nuts?

All right. Mr. Wig says,
"Alfonse has to go outside now."

Come on. Come on.

Come on. Let's go.

Get off me,
you son of a bitch!

[ Grunting, Groaning ]

[ Man ] Hey, Alfonse, you
okay? Alfonse, you all right?
Get back!

Get back or I'll blow
your head off!
All right, take it easy.

All right. Let's see, Alfonse.
Let's see. Is this your money?
Huh?

Here's your money, Alfonse.
Is this the hundred
you offered me in court today?

Eat it! Eat it!

You're a damn psycho, Sipowicz!
You need some time
in the country!

[ Thudding ]

Here, you big ape!
You want some dessert, huh?

Here, Alfonse,
have a sock for dessert!

Have one of the socks
I can't afford to change!

‐ Aah!
‐ What's that need,
Alfonse, huh?

Something to spice it up?
Maybe a dash of wig?

Here, go on.
How's that, huh?
[ Siren Blares ]

‐ You think you're better than
me! Is that what you think?
‐ Andy! Andy!

Look at me now!
Laugh now, you dick‐head!
Get over here!

‐ You get outta here!
‐ Breathe deep! Breathe deep!

Enjoy yourself!
You just made the worst mistake
of your life!

What is the matter with you?
Stop followin' me around,
will ya?

Get outta here!
Stop followin' me around.
What's the matter with you?

‐ Stop followin' me around!
‐ What's goin' on, Detective?

It's over.

Are you all right?

[ Panting ]
Yeah, I'm all right.

Make sure he gets home.
He's a cop.

‐ Come on. You all right?
‐ Yeah, yeah.

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Uh‐huh ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

Officer Licalsi.
Yeah?

Weren't you at
the 116 out in Queens?

Yeah, till last month.

Who would I call over there
to get special attention
on an apartment building?

Give me the address.
I'll take care of it.
Got a piece of paper?

Right.
This is my wi‐‐

uh, ex‐wife's address.

There was a robbery
in the basement on Tuesday.
Super didn't report it.

I'll make sure a sector car
keeps an eye on it. I will too.
I live out there myself.

Appreciate it.

I didn't realize you were,
uh, gettin' a divorce.

Uh,

yeah, I'm just, uh,
gettin' it done.

That's too bad.
Yeah.
Anyway, thanks a lot.

[ Sergeant ]
Detective.

Who called the rat squad?

Something to do with your
partner feeding Giardella
his wig last night.
Yeah.

The restaurant owner
filed a complaint.
Where's Sipowicz?

Try the men's room.
They're gonna want your
statement, too, Detective.

♪ [ Whistles ]

[ Door Shuts ]

[ Sighs ]

Here, open‐‐
open this for me.

[ Deep Sighing ]

You get home all right?
Yeah.

See Internal Affairs
outside?
Yeah.

I'm screwed.
Hey, not off the statement
I'm gonna give 'em.

Nah.
[ Snorts ]
They got me.

[ Exhales Deeply ]

What you said yesterday‐‐

I can't disagree.

I been holdin' you down,
makin' you look bad.

No, that's not the point.
You stop drinking, you get
a little help for yourself‐‐

Hey, you get to a point,
the hand's been dealt
and played.

Still friends,
though, right?
Oh, come on!

Still friends.
[ Door Opens ]

I.A.D. prefers you
and Detective Sipowicz
don't confer.

You ready, Detective?

[ Snorts, Sighs ]

Yeah.

[ Man Over P. A.,
Indistinct ]

So, what happened
last night?

Was it as bad as
the club owner said?
I didn't see very much.

I'm not pairing you
with anybody till we see
how this shakes out.

You need a body,
use the kid in anticrime,
Martinez.

[ Door Closes ]

You got a visitor here,
Detective.

Detective Kelly,
I'm Josh Goldstein.

I know you from someplace.
Yeah, I'm apartment 4‐B
in your ex‐wife's building.

Ohh! Come on. There wasn't
another robbery, was there?

No, not since Tuesday.

Although I did notice some
suspicious characters
in the lobby last night.

No, I'm an attorney,
Detective.

Uh, Laura asked me to provide
some additional documents...

which we need to file
with the City Clerk.

We weren't gonna
use lawyers.
Oh, I'm not
being compensated.

She just felt the process would
go more smoothly if somebody
functioned as a go‐between.

Sometimes we tend to get...
sidetracked.

Well, if you'll fill these out,
we can meet this afternoon,
actually.

How come you got a gun?
Gun?

What‐‐
Yeah, in your briefcase.

You got a permit
for that?
Oh, my God, Detective.

It's just because of
everything that's been
going on in the building.

So that's a "no"
on the permit.

Well, no, I‐‐
No, please,
don't arrest me.

I could be disbarred.
It'd kill my parents.
Shh. Shh.

It's okay.
Get the permit.

Now, I take these
to the City Clerk?

[ Sighs ] Yeah. Um, we can
meet you there this afternoon.
Is 3:00 all right?

3:00.

Um, I just want you to know,
Detective, uh,

your wife wanted me to assure
you that there's no deepening
of animosities here.

What's she cooking
for you?
Excuse me?

Well, if she's not payin' ya,
she's cookin' for ya.

[ Briefcase
Clasps Click ]
Mm.

We agreed on three dinners
in lieu of compensation.
[ Chuckles ]

You drive a hard bargain.
What's on the menu?
I'll happily take pot luck.

Okay, um, 3:00,
City Clerk's office.

[ Man ]
Thank you.
James Martinez, Detective.

I heard a lot about you.
Anyways, I can help.

I don't know what you heard
about me, but this is
a temporary assignment.

Don't unpack your bags,
okay? Yeah.
I can work with that. Yeah.

[ Sighs ]

Initial here to show
that you declined legal
and union representation...

while you were
giving the statement.

[ Pen Scratching ]

From this point, Detective,
you should consider yourself
on modified assignment.

Your salary will continue.

You'll be notified
of further disciplinary action.

I'll need your gun
and shield.

[ Clears Throat ]

[ Chair Scrapes Floor ]
[ Footsteps Departing ]

[ Door Opens ]

No, John. Stay away.

Detective Kelly.

Line 'em up, Leon.

Hi, Andy.
Come on. Line 'em up.

[ Panting ]

All right, come on.
Let's go.

[ Sipowicz ]
They're killin' me, Lois.

I know, baby.

They sit there, starin' at ya,
make you explain everything.

Mm‐hmm.
They never been on the streets
in their lives.

Maybe I should
take a shower.
No.

Later. After, hmm?

They try to make you feel
like two cents.
Mm.

Come on, baby.
Come to Mama.

Mm‐mm.

Mm.

[ Grunting ]

[ Pleasurable Moaning ]

Hey, fat‐ass.
Wha‐‐

Looks like you're
a creature of habit,
too, Sipowicz,

only yours is gonna
make you dead.

‐ I'm sorry, Andy. I'm sorry.
‐ I hope you got paid
a lot of money.

Wait, now. You gotta
let me get outta here.
Go ahead. Good job.

I'm sorry, Andy.

‐ [ Door Slams ]
‐ She got people in Orlando.

‐ She thinks she's
movin' down there.
‐ Yeah?

Did you tell her she could
work Disney World?

Say something smarter than that,
Sipowicz. You're gonna be dead
a long time.

I'd rather be dead
than walkin' around
with that mop on my head.

[ No Audible Dialogue,
No Audible Sound Effects ]

Hey, hey, private club.
Kiss my ass.

[ Door Opening ]

He's got a badge,
Mr. Marino.

You know where
Alfonse Giardella is?

No.
Did you know
he shot a cop?

You didn't know,
did ya?

He works for ya,
and he didn't get your
permission, did he?

Hey, who raised you
to have such a big mouth?

Let's go, pal.
Yeah.

[ Grunting ]

[ Clattering ]

Tell Giardella
that John Kelly...
Uuh!

wants to see him.

Okay?
[ Thug Coughing ]

‐ No hands!
‐ John Kelly.

The hospital lists
Sipowicz's condition
as extremely critical.

He's bleeding too badly
for them to finish operating.

The front desk'll have word
of any change.

We're coordinating
with Port Authority PD,

monitoring all bus,
rail and air terminals...

for the prostitute whose
apartment he was shot at.

Meadows and Wong are canvassing
her building in her neighborhood
for any possible witnesses.

Sager and French
are on Patrick's Bar.

I'm handling forensics.

You're all green‐lighted
for any necessary overtime.

This is Inspector Lastarza
of the Organized Crime Unit.

Gentlemen, ladies,

first, be assured
that as you investigate
Detective Sipowicz's shooting,

you'll receive
whatever intelligence
and logistical assistance...

my task force can provide.

By the same token,
since task‐force operations
are ongoing,

and involve individuals
who will fall within the margins
of your investigation,

it's imperative that you
provide us with notice
of your activities.

A costly
and regrettable incident
has just occurred...

as a result of an officer's
failure to so notify.

I urge you all to avoid
a repetition.

Good luck.

Kelly. See me.

‐ You knocked out
the surveillance mike.
‐ Where?

At the social club,
Detective, when you were doing
your John Wayne act for Marino.

‐ I was putting a guy off me.
‐ Yeah, you planted him
in the thermostat,

which is where we placed
our surveillance mike,
which is no longer transmitting.

Hey, look, my partner got shot.
I could care about
your surveillance mike.

I'm hooked into
the biggest crime family
in the city.

I got two years
and 20,000 man‐hours
on the line,

and I'm not gonna
jeopardize that for
any one shooting victim‐‐

cop or no cop,
partner or no partner.

Your officer's
emotionally involved,
Lieutenant.

He's out of policy.
He's got no business
anywhere near this case.

Is he right?

That I'm emotionally involved?
Yeah. Aren't you?

‐ Is he right that
you're out of control?
‐ Where's this going?

I want you to sit down.
Make a list of all
possible suspects‐‐

people he busted,
people he pissed off‐‐
That's a waste of time.

That's a waste of time.
So's forensics,
so's lookin' for Lois.

‐ She's either outta town
or outta air.
‐ Are you gonna do what I ask?

You want a suspect list,
Lieutenant? You got one.

[ Door Opens ]

Your wife's downstairs.

Oh, God.
I blew that 3:00.

This is pretty inconsiderate,
even for you, John.

The clerk's office
is two subway rides
for your former wife and me.

For you,
it's across the street.
I'm sorry.

You put us to
considerable inconvenience.

Are you done impressing her yet?
You ready to shut your mouth?

He's doing us the favor,
so why don't you dial down
the macho intimidation‐‐

Andy was shot
a couple hours ago.
Oh, my God.

So, I'm sorry, but we're gonna
have to do the paperwork
another time.

Okay?

Hi. I'm sorry
about Sipowicz.
Hey. Yeah.

I don't know what you're doing
after work. If you're going
to the hospital‐‐

He might not be alive that long.
Well, if you want someone
to ride over there with you,

or just get a beer‐‐
Thanks.

I'll let you know.

[ Martinez ]
15th Precinct,

Detective Squad,
Officer Martinez.

Hey, Juanito.

Your list of suspects.

This a joke? One name?

Alfonse Giardella set him up.
Alfonse Giardella shot him.
There are no other suspects.

[ Martinez ]
Well, it'll only take
about 15 minutes.

You wanna get
in some trouble?
I'm up for that.

I gotta go.
Come on.

Police!
[ Man ]
Hey! Whoa!

Everyone zip up,
wipe their hands off
and get against the back wall!

[ Martinez ]
That's it. Come on. Move it.

Angelo Marino.
Thank him. Come on.
Move to the side. That's it.

Atta boy.
Come on. Get over here.
Call him‐‐

Call him when you
want to be bailed out.
Spread your legs.

Thank him for the bust.
You come around.
Here you go.

Delivery.

‐ Lunchtime, fellas!
‐ You are under arrest.

Get against the wall!
Tell Marino‐‐

come here, Grandpa‐‐
this is because he can't
control his people.

This is for Giardella
shootin' a cop.
Spread 'em!

[ Man ]
And‐‐

Waste your time
runnin' like that, man.

You're never gonna
get away from me.

[ Cage Door Clanks ]
Thanks for your help, Martinez.
You got real moves out there.

I escaped a lot as a youth.

Come here, Kelly.

[ Man ] Take your things out of
your pocket and put 'em there.
[ Woman ] I want my lawyer.

[ Man ]
Just roll from the left
to the right.

What the hell do you
think you're doin'?

I'm gonna bleed Marino
till he gives up Giardella.
What if he gives him up dead?

That's okay too.
I got four messages from
Lastarza I haven't answered.

I'm not gonna be able to
protect you if it hits the fan.
I understand.

[ Man ]
Step over this way.

Hands at your sides.

Officer Licalsi.

You wanna get
that beer?
Sure.

Here you go.

Was Sipowicz
your first partner?
Yep, since I got my shield.

He's tough, huh?
Yeah.

He's still hangin' on.

I been afraid
to go over there.

My dad died in that hospital
when I was a kid, you know?

How'd he die?
He was a cop.

Oh.
Went through
the wrong door.

I'm sorry.
Yeah. Huh.

My dad's a cop too.
Oh, yeah?

Whereabouts?
Uptown, the 27.

My folks live
in Staten Island now.
They must be proud of you, huh?

I hope so.
[ Laughs ]

You don't have to be
at the hospital. You were
with Sipowicz when it mattered.

Yeah, I don't know.

You know, we got into
a big beef right before
he went after Giardella.

I halfway think
that's why he did it,
you know?

I mean,
I know that's not why
he got shot, but...

you know,
it just seems that...

no matter how much
you feel about someone...

you never really get it
squared away, you know?

You never really get
to understand them
the way you wanted.

Is that how it was
with your wife?

[ Sighs ]
No, she blamed the job.

Said I was in the street
too much.

Maybe she didn't
meet you halfway.

Maybe she didn't
know how to listen.

Hmm.

There's probably enough blame
to go around there, right?
[ Laughs ]
[ Laughs ]

You wanna get some dinner?

Yeah.

Yeah?

May I take these?
Thank you.

So what do you want to be
doing in a couple of years?
What you're doing now.

I want my shield.
I heard you got yours
when you were 28.

Yep. I was lucky.

So what do we do now?

That depends on you.

You're right up front,
aren't you?

I don't count on
second chances.

You're gonna think I'm weird
if I tell ya I'm not really sure
what I wanna do.

I don't think you're weird.
I was married six years.
I never fooled around.

Really?
That's right.

Well... why don't we
just play it by ear?

Where are we playin'?

♪ [ Woman Vocalizing ]

[ Chuckles ]

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ [ Vocalizing ]

♪ Whoa, it's all right
It's all right ♪

♪ Come on, come on ♪

♪ Come on ♪

♪ [ Vocalizing ]

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Oh, it's all right
Come on, come on ♪

♪ Come on ♪

[ Knocking ]
Oh, yeah. Ohh.

I'll be right back.

Oh, you are here.
Hi.

You know, your phone's
off the hook.
Is that right?

[ Sighs ]

Is there any news
about Andy?

Uhh... no, he's, uh‐‐
he's the same.

Look, I'm sorry
I messed up
on the papers.

No. That's the last thing
you should have been
thinking about.

Can I come in?

Uhh... I got, uh‐‐
I got some company.

Well,

you're all broken up
about Andy, aren't you,
John?

Let's just do what we
came here to do, all right?
[ Sighs ]

I'm James Sinclair,
of counsel to
Alfonse Giardella.

We understand that my client
is wanted for questioning in the
shooting of Detective Sipowicz.

Some head case rousts me in
the street, and I get harassed
when he's whacked.

He ain't dead yet, Alfonse.
Hey, I don't give a damn
about your fat‐ass buddy.

Makes no difference to me.
I was playing cards.

You here for
a statement?
That's right.

Interview one.
Come on, come on.

You see, I know what
you're trying to do, Kelly,
with me and Angelo Marino.

‐You can forget it.
It's not gonna work.
‐What I think would be useful...

is that if maybe you
traced your activities,

starting, say,
8:00 yesterday morning.

I'm gonna trace myself.

I just wanna tell
this douche bag that he's
barkin' up the wrong tree.

‐ He's making trouble
for the wrong people.
‐ Sit down, fatso.

All right. So I was
on my way to Atlantic City.
I got a condo there.

I arrived at my condo,

and I went over
to several casinos where
I lost money playing blackjack.

It's all there
on the ceiling cameras.
You can check it out.

I arrived back at my condo, and
I got a call from my wife that
you guys was lookin' for me.

This was, what?
Maybe 9:00 last night?

I drove back up
this morning.

Questions, gentlemen?
[ Fancy ]
Yeah.

What time did you get
to the casino yesterday?

'Bout 4:00
in the afternoon.

That's three and a half hours
after Sipowicz was shot.

That's when I arrived. What
do you want me to say? What,
is he suddenly talkin' now?

He's makin' accusations?
'Cause I was accompanied
the whole drive.

I got people that
can testify to that.

Hey, look, I don't care
what he says in his whacked‐out,
deluded mind.

Screw him and screw you guys!
None of this here is gonna work.

Angelo Marino trusts me.

I should thank you,
Detective.
For what?

This one‐man crackdown of yours
has made my fiscal year.

Please, take my card if you
should need to be in touch.
Shove it, Counselor.

Take the card, Detective,
and look at the address
on the back.

It's a restaurant
I strongly recommend
for dinner tonight.

Hey, Jimmy.
Come on. Let's go.

Your party's here,
Mr. Marino.

Excuse me.
I gotta look for a wire.

Hey, ya got me.
Pager unit.
[ Marino ]
It's okay, Lou.

You don't mind if
I hold it, huh? That way,
I won't have to take it apart.

[ Kelly ]
Nah.
Enjoy your meal.

‐ You want something
to eat, drink?
‐ No.

This has gotta stop,
this crap in the street.

Gimme Giardella.
We're not talking about
Alfonse Giardella.

If I got a problem with that,
I'll take care of it myself.
We're talking about you and me.

I'm sitting here politely,
I'm offering you a deal...

and I'm telling you,
either cut this out or we got a
serious problem, you understand?

That isn't gonna continue.
He whacked my partner,
and I want him.

And I said,
the problem's mine
to take care of.

Now, sometimes
people get justice
without getting time.

Not good enough.

You punk.

You're gonna tell me
what's good enough?

You're gonna tell me
how to run my business?

You're gonna embarrass
me in public? You think you
can't get hurt too?

You know what
you have to do.
You're gonna
keep this up, aren't ya?

Till he's mine.

[ Pager Beeping ]
This thing's goin' off.

[ Siren Blares ]

[ Kelly ]
What happened?

I was on my way home.
I saw the radio cars.

Your ex‐wife, she's fine.
She wasn't involved. She knows
the guy that got mugged.

He was in the basement
doing his laundry. He didn't
want to give up his wallet.

‐ I can walk. This is‐‐
‐ [ Laura ] Watch it.

I'm on the job.
Any description of this guy?

All right.
You okay, 4‐B?

Yeah, I'm gonna live.
Guess as a fighter,
I make a great lawyer. Heh!

‐ Is my nose broken?
‐ I wouldn't be surprised.

[ Groans ]
Well, maybe this is
an excuse to get it fixed.

Look, I'll go get my bag,
and I'll meet you
in the emergency room.

No, that's really
not necessary.

You all right?
You see anything?
No, not till he came to my door.

Maybe, uh, you go
over to your mother's
till I get this guy.

I didn't have a right
to do that last night.

I didn't have a right to
talk to you like that when
I came to your apartment.

It's all right.
No, it isn't.

You have a right
to have company
the same way I do.

Just because
I had a hard time
living with you...

doesn't mean I'm not having
a hard time living without you.
We'll feel our way through it.

I'm gonna go
to the hospital.
[ Ambulance Doors Slam ]

Where are they takin' him?
Queen's General.

Nothing new on Andy?
No.

Take care of yourself,
all right?

See you, John.

She's okay?
Yeah, yeah.

Uh, hey, thanks
for stopping, you know.
No problem.

What about us?
We're fine. We're fine.

I'll call you later.
All right?
Okay.

Take care,
all right?
I will.

Mr. Marino.
You wanted to see me?

This guy won't hear reason.
Is that your impression?

That Kelly won't back off?

I'm not sure.
He's pretty upset
about his partner.

Not sure?

You're screwin' the guy,
and you're not sure?

All right.

I want you to kill him.

How am I gonna do that?

You're a cop.
You'll figure something out.

[ Tires Screeching ]

[ Machines Beeping,
Pumping ]

I'm sorry I didn't‐‐
I didn't get here till now,
buddy. I‐‐

I had a bad experience here‐‐
you know, my dad, and, uh‐‐

You know about that.

I don't know‐‐
I don't know if you can
hear me, or what.

I don't know.

I don't know what's
goin' on in your head.

But, uh...

I'm sorry.

You know, I wished I coulda
helped you more, you know?

I just‐‐

Uh, I'm grateful
for the way...

you‐‐ you treated me...
coming up,

and, uh....

you were like
a father to me, man.

And, uh...
if this is good‐bye,

I came here to tell you that
you're the toughest bastard
I ever met...

and I'm not
countin' you out.

I'm not countin' you out.

Andy?