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I don't know. This man deserves more than three minutes.

Be right back.

-PUNK 1: Oh, yeah. -PUNK 2: Good going, man.

-Oh, I got it. I got it! -Hey, look out.

-Oh, I got it! I got it! -Come on, buttons, man.

Hey, wait a second, wait a second. I got it. Okay. Go ahead.

PUNK 1: You blew it. You blew it.

PUNK 2: Oh, no, no, no. I got it, I got it, I got it.

-PUNK 1: You're blowing it, you're blowing it. -PUNK 2: No, no.

-PUNK 1: That's good. -PUNK 2: I got it.

I blew it. Dammit. Give me another quarter.

-I'm busted.

Hey, lady. Let me have another quarter.

You can get change over there.

-Quick, lady, before I lose my rhythm. -Get lost!

Hey, Louie, come here.

Hey, what do you want?

I asked you nice for a quarter, lady. You gonna give it to me

-No, just an itch.

Whoa! It looks like we got a couple uppity ladies here.

LOUIE: Yeah, good looking ones too.

You!

Hold it.

Now let's have it.

Get in there.

Think it over? -Okay.

They're right, you know? Phosphates can be dangerous to your health.

-No, they're just gonna soak up the car.

Get out of here!

PUNK 2: What about my laundry?

CAGNEY: What about your laundry?!

If anything's missing, I'm gonna sue you!

Sue me! Get out of here and wash your entire body too.

-I still have to call my date for Friday night.

Chris, I'm gonna watch the car.

CAGNEY: Hi. Where've you been?

Oh.

Yes.

That sounds delicious. Absolutely.

Uh-huh.

Just wonderful. Okay. I'll see you Friday night.

Bye, bye.

-Yes, that's right.

Women policemen?

Yeah. What's the problem?

I think somebody killed my sister.

-Just a child. -She's fifteen years old, senora.

-One month ago.

That boat arrives and she's not on it.

I check with the captain and with the crew.

I wait and wait. And still no Rosita.

Senoras, I think that she's...

Miss Herrera, are you sure she was on this...

What was the name of that ship again?

La Bolina.

My mother writes that Rosita waved

until she was just a dot on the ocean.

When did La Bolinaarrive?

Two weeks ago.

Two weeks. Why didn't you come in sooner?

Because you're here illegally, right?

You work in some fancy townhouse as a domestic.

You can punish me, senora.You can deport me.

I don't care now.

I just must find what has happened to my sister.

Miss Herrara, how was this trip arranged?

There are men who bring Latinos into America. The Coyotes we call them.

Coyotes.

I pay one one thousand two hundred dollars to bring her here.

That's a lot of money.

I save for two years, senora.

So tell us about this Coyote.

His name is Jaime. He work for El Libertad Transportation Company.

He promised to get Rosita a job in a dress factory.

Is there anything else you can remember about him?

I saw him for ten minutes.

Senoras,I know I'm in this country against the law.

And that you are very busy. But please find her for me.

-I pay you whatever it costs. -Oh, no. Hey, it's not like that.

It's our job.

We'll do our best. All right?

Coyotes.

You two interviewing for a housekeeper?

No, her sister's missing.

Well, maybe she's just a little late. You know, manana.

It's her sister. She disappeared.

Well, just turn the case over to the Feds. It's theirs.

Ah, Lieutenant, you know what they'll do.

She'll be on the next boat to back to Central America.

Look, I got enough trouble with the Feds

sticking their nose in where they don't belong,

let alone starting a squabble where they do.

You're all heart, Lieutenant.

CAGNEY: You know, Samuels has got a point.

I'm tired of people sneaking into this country and taking jobs.

That's what they used to say about people named Cagney.

-It's different now.

Yeah. The country was smaller then.

We didn't have people out of work.

Whatever happened to, "Give me your tired, your poor?"

It went out with full employment.

"I lift my lamp beside the golden door."

All right, youse guys, up against the wall.

Hey, mom. We don't have to go to school tomorrow.

-HARVEY JR.: Yeah.

The teachers went out on strike.

We were told to go home until we were told to come back.

Oh, your father'll tear his hair out.

Here, me. Got anything left for dinner?

Sure. The brussels sprouts.

Michael, do you have any idea how many starving children there are in India

who would love to have your brussels sprouts?

Come on, mom. I ate the yicky spinach yesterday, didn't I?

Yes, you did.

Where's your father?

That jerk in 3C is playing loud music. Dad went to tell him to stop.

He and dad were yelling at each other yesterday.

I'll be right back.

Don't fry your brains.

MCGRATH: Hey, Harve, I can't hear you.

HARVEY: I said, turn that thing down or I'll do it for you!

MCGRATH: Not unless you want your fingers broken.

RUMMONDS: You know him, Harve. MCGRATH: Go home, Harve.

-This is not the prairie now, McGrath.

It's our apartment. We can do what we want, Mrs. Lacey!

Officer Lacey to you. You want me to run you in for disturbing the peace?

You can't do that.

Try me.

Thank you.

RUMMONDS: Boy, that Harvey's one tough dude.

MCGRATH: Yeah. That's one way to beat life in the big city. Marry a cop.

-Well, hey. Eddie, what you got there? -A pigeon.

A beauty.

Can I keep him on the roof, Mr. Lacey?

I found him. And my mother said I could keep him if you'd let me.

Yeah, sure, Eddie. You can keep him.

Just keep it clean up there, okay

Thanks, Mr. Lacey.

You know that I used to raise pigeons, huh?

-You never told me that. -Oh, I could have been a contender.

You don't have to prove anything to me, Harve.

I know that, hon. Not to you.

You're pregnant again.

Why do you say that like it's the plague or something?

Point of view.

Okay. Are you gonna tell me or do I have to beg?

I think I did something dumb last night.

See, Harvey and these two guys in the building were getting into it.

And I was afraid that Harvey was gonna get creamed, so I, uh...

So, you flashed your badge and stopped it.

Close enough.

I think Harvey would have rather got totaled.

Sure and saved his ego

and ended up with cracked ribs, a broken arm and permanent brain damage.

Well, I'm just... I'm afraid he's gonna do something dumb

to prove something dumb.

Yeah? Well,

you have to expect that from those near and dear to us. Don't we?

Oh. What did your father do now?

CAGNEY: You know that class that he, um,

he gives self-defense for little old ladies?

LACEY: Yes.

CAGNEY: Well, he always asks for a volunteer to play, um,

What... Victim.

CAGNEY: While he plays mugger. LACEY: Yeah?

Yeah. Well, from the second that he grabbed Erin from behind...

That's her name, Erin... He said it was love.

-Now he wants me to meet her. -Ah. Spring,

-the old chemistry's still working, huh? !

Mary Beth, he's nearly, he's nearly, he's pushing seventy!

-So don't you think that

that's a little old to start with the, you know,

with the dating scene? I mean, he's gonna be wearing Hawaiian shirts,

piercing his ears, what, dying his chest hairs.

Come on. Chris, it's about time he found somebody.

Your mom's been dead for three years.

You're right. You're exactly right. That's it.

He's too, he's too vulnerable.

What? To a nice woman who enjoys his company?

Nice? I don't know that she's nice! Do you know that she's nice?

We don't know that she's nice. She could just be a divorcee who's already,

you know, uh, milked two, maybe three, four guys out of their alimony.

-I tell you what we'll do.

We'll run a make on her. Every woman between the ages of sixty and ninety.

Don't tease me! I'm being serious about this.

Looks like they left in a hurry.

Excuse me. What happened to El Libertad?

Hey. Hey, looking for some action?

Looking for, uh... Sister Mary Elizabeth and I

are looking for the 6th Street Mission of Mercy.

Nuns? Sheez, you need a score card for everything these days.

-You said it. These are, these are nuns.

You know this is very rough neighborhood for,

uh, two young ladies without escort.

Actually, we're police officers. Detective Cagney. This Detective Lacey.

Oh. Well, maybe, maybe, I can be of some assistance to you.

We're looking for a man named Jaime.

Used to work for the El Libertad Transportation Corporation.

Oh, look around, senora. You will see twenty, thirty Jaimes.

He's a Jaime. There's another Jaime going by. He's a Jaime too.

This one took twelve hundred dollars to smuggle in a young girl.

He used to work in this area.

Yeah, I know. I try to warn them.

Social workers try to warn them too.

They won't listen, you know? They throw their money away.

You know where we can find him?

No. But I tell you what I do.

If I hear of anything, you will be the first ones to know. How's that?

-Okay.

Call the 14th Precinct. Ask for Detective Cagney or Lacey.

Always a pleasure helping the authorities.

-Yeah, thanks for your time. -You're welcome.

CAGNEY: She's from Guatemala. CABRILLO: Yeah, well,

once they hit New York, they all become Puerto Rican, don't they?

Think about what you're asking.

Two thousand illegals a week come into New York that we never even touch.

Maybe you picked her up in one of your raids.

That's possible. But the odds are fifty thousand to one against.

Incidentally, if you want, we can continue this over lunch.

Um, I know a place that makes a great navy bean soup.

-Terrific. It's my favorite. -Ah, the Senate recipe.

The famous one in Washington. The soup, not the Senate.

Nothing compares to this.

-Scotty and I eat there all the time.

-Fine. -Fine. Really.

Could the Coast Guard have picked her up?

I doubt if they'd have a chance. I mean that if it looks like trouble,

the smugglers usually suggest that the illegals swim ashore.

-More like ten.

It's like when your, uh, drug dealers

flush their contraband down the toilet.

Look, I'll check it out for you.

-La Bolina.

-I don't know.

Yeah, the Coast Guard did stop La Bolina.

A little over two weeks ago.

The report says that no illegals were found on board.

So it's a dead end, huh?

Unless, some, um, bodies wash up on shore.

-Thank you, Mr. Cabrillo. -Oh, you're welcome.

-Thank you. -Absolutely.

ATTENDANT: There were about, uh, five hundred and forty of them last year.

CAGNEY: How long do you keep them?

It depends on, uh, how much space we got available.

Now, right now, they're stacked like sardines since the holidays.

Ours would have been about two weeks ago.

Yeah, I know. Uh, Detective Lacey gave me that information on the telephone.

A female, Latin, adolescent,

bruises, marks on face and shoulders. The cause of death, drowning.

I guess you'll have to tell her.

Me

-You're the sensitive one. -The woman's sister is dead.

What can I tell her? You tell her. You're the tough one.

Well, I'm not that tough. What's the point in both of us going?

Because I don't want to do it alone, Christine. I hate this part of the job.

You know somebody who doesn't?

-No.

Then we'll both go.

Murder on the high seas is our turf, Samuels.

How do you know she bought it on the high seas?

-It's rather obvious, isn't it? I don't know.

Detective Cagney. Detective Lacey, this is, uh, Stewart,

federal hot-shot.

I believe you're investigating one of our cases?

Your case? Where were you when we took her sister to identify the body?

Probably doctoring his statistical reports.

Couple of tigeresses you got here, Samuels.

Hey, they're just getting warmed up.

No offense, ladies, but we don't want to muddy up the waters.

Then don't get your feet wet.

The dead girl washed up on our docks. That makes it local, right?

Smuggling, murder in national waters, immigration violations.

Those are federal crimes. But of course, if New York PD wants to assist us,

we're glad to have you.

Are you kidding?

There's always been a spirit of cooperation between our two agencies,

-Oh, yeah, sure.

Stewart here can't investigate his way out of a walk-in closet

so he's always getting us to bail him out.

You remember the Wilson case last year?

Well, he soft-talked us into doing all the leg work

and then he grabbed all the glory for himself.

That is Stewart's idea of cooperation.

Ah, just as sweet as ever, aren't you, Samuels?

Oh, yeah, sure. A regular Teddy Bear.

We can't have two agencies working independently on the same case.

Lieutenant?

It's our body. Our docks. It's our case.

STEWART: But you're allowing parochial jealousies to interfere here.

Stewart, we got work to do here. Why don't you go back and shuffle your papers?

Just don't louse up our investigation, Samuels.

Or your Commissioner's gonna have you for breakfast. I promise you.

Ladies.

-Lieutenant. I'm touched. -Yeah.

Yeah, well, don't flatter yourselves, girls. I just like to needle those guys.

Now come on. Tell me what have we got here?

Well, come on. Give me the evidence.

We've got a company that's disappeared. We have a first name.

She was supposed to get a job down in that, uh, garment district, right?

Well, it's not against the law to hire illegals.

And employers aren't gonna pass up their shot at cheap labor.

-Cagney. -So if we... Wait.

Can you hang on?

We gotta put somebody in there to poke around, uh... How's your Spanish?

-Oh, that's cute. That's really cute.

-You're gonna dig up a lot of information for us. -I could work on it.

What is this? You're gonna put, plant Lacey undercover? What about me?!

Cagney, I'm sorry, but they got no Irish punims in Puerto Rico.

Detective Cagney. Pop. What do you mean, what have I been doing?

Where've I been? I've been working. That's where I've been.

Dinner tonight?

Oh, I can't tonight, Pop.

Yeah, I want to meet her too. I...

Tomorrow night. Yeah, maybe I can. Sure, I hope so.

How're you doing, kid?

How's it going?

-You recommended a good worker, Alicia. -I hope so, senor.

Remember. We are helping you

because Carmen said you would protect us.

What we are doing is dangerous.

Carmen is not the only one they have sent into mourning.

Come on, more tea and less ice.

This ain't no four star restaurant, pal. You know what I mean?

-Where's my ham and cheese? -Ham and cheese!

-ISBECKI: Coming right up. -It's got to be coming by turtle express.

Uh-oh.

Stewart.

-Be right back. -MAN: Where's my ham and cheese?!

-CAGNEY: Stewart. -Lacey.

-Cagney.

-Making a sweep. This is our fifth place today.

Why, do you get a percentage or something?

-Lacey's up there undercover. -Oh, well, don't worry.

-We'll let her go. No kidding.

You... You don't seem to understand me. We have someone planted up there.

I'm sorry, Cagney. I have no choice. I'm conducting an investigation.

NYPD won't cooperate, so...

Stewart. You go up there, you're gonna blow her cover.

That's nothing to me.

It took us a long time to find this place.

We know for a fact that it's, uh, tied in with the Coyotes.

Do you, now? How do you know that?

-We have our sources. Illegals?

Fine. Good for you.

But if you won't share your information with us,

we just have to go about our business, don't we?

-Let's go. -Stewart.

-If you back off, we'll cooperate. -That's more like it.

-Ground rules.

-Our collar. -No, we share the bust.

All right, we share. But we call the shots.

Fine, as long as we have our say. We just want to nail this gang.

One more thing. Nothing happens to our sources. Nothing.

-We can't do that. -Then no deal.

Look, we're supposed to be cracking down on these people.

We can't let them roam around with impunity.

-Meaning you're gonna deport them? -I have to!

Then forget it. I'm gonna pull Lacey out of there right now.

You're gonna be working on this thing for weeks and doing it alone.

Okay. I'll see what I can do. But she better turn up something.

She will.

Ah. How about a corned beef sandwich, all lean with mayonnaise?

-Yeah.

You jerk.

Before I had better. Now, I can't give it away.

Now, they want the thin look. They want the wet look. They want the moon look.

They want the space look. They want the military look.

Take a look at this here. Come here.

How about the specifications? I had to send two shipments back last week.

It better not happen again, Jacque.

Mr. Grayson, we got the cut on the undergarments.

-Thank you, Bernice. Come here, Jacque.

Hey! What's the matter, guys, huh? Can't answer the door?

We're in the middle of a good game.

Yeah? Hey, Eddie, what's the matter?

-It's my pigeon. -Here, come on in.

What about your pigeon?

He flew across the street on top of that old building.

Oh, that's okay. He'll fly back.

No, he won't. He's stuck in some kind of wire.

Oh, well, we got to do something about that, don't we?

Dad! You know what the doctor said about going up high.

Hey, I used to be a steeplejack. A little roof job is nothing.

But that was before you hurt your ear.

Yeah, and mom said your balance isn't so hot.

Hey, mom doesn't know everything, huh?

It's all right. Don't worry about it. All right. Okay, okay, now.

You guys, hey! Hey! Stay away from the edge.

Harvey, make sure they stay inside the rail. You got it?

-Okay. -Okay.

-Where do you think I'm going?!

I'm going to get the pigeon.

All right.

Sorry, Eddie, he's beyond my reach.

You'll get him, Mr. Lacey.

Dad, it's only a pigeon.

I can't make it, Eddie.

It's not gonna die there, is he, Mr. Lacey?

Don't do it, dad. You know what the doctor said.

Yeah, dad. Remember your ear.

It's not the doctor's pigeon out there, is it, Eddie?

-Dad, don't be crazy. -Don't worry. I used to do this all the time.

Hey. Hey. Hey.

Here you go, Eddie.

Thanks, Mr. Lacey.

That's okay, Eddie. I'm glad to do it.

-Way to go, dad.

CAGNEY: Want anything?

We have company. Stewart.

Had to make a deal. Was up against the wall.

-This is the place. I checked.

-I got to start something. -You're not wired.

-Yeah, I got apples.

If you're just gonna kick it off, be careful.

We got a troublemaker.

-New girl.

She's talking union.

Well, I, I, I'll get on it.

Okay.

You know, working behind this counter is worse than walking a beat.

I could light a fire with my feet.

Hang in there, Isbecki. It's almost six.

My father always used to say, "Never eat where you work."

It's wisdom of the Irish.

My father always used to say, "Never pass up anything you can get free."

That's the wisdom of the streets.

Hasta manana, hasta manana.

-Maria.

You like working here?

Look, all you have to do is take the card, put it in the slot

and punch out. Huh

Now, if you need anything, all you have to do is ask.

-Buenos noches. -Noches.

Bernice!

BERNICE: I tell you. The streets just aren't safe anymore.

My friend, Pearl, had the worst experience.

She was coming out of this deli on Third Avenue and Lexington,

and this man jumped up from behind a car and...

Where the hell is she? It's past six.

Take it easy. We'll check it out.

Locked.

There's another door.

Oh, no.

-Wonderful.

-Much better. -Okay.

HARVEY: What the hell happened?!

I got beat up. I saw a doctor. I'm all right.

-Harvey, she got me out of it.

-Chris, I'll see you tomorrow.

No, come on, all right.

LACEY: Ah, all right. HARVEY: Oh.

-Oh, sweetheart. I'm all right. -Watch out. Nice and...

-You guys, I'm okay. Yeah.

Can I get something? You need a drink

Just let me sit up here for a minute. Yeah. Ah.

-Oh, yeah. -HARVEY: All right.

Christine.

So, you, did you eat cauliflower today?

Listen to her. She just got beat up. She's worried about everybody else.

Oh, I miss these guys.

Good. You can play with them tomorrow.

Can we talk about that later because we're moving in on this gang.

Yeah, I can see the progress.

Mom, don't go to work tomorrow.

Michael, look at me.

Your father and I are gonna talk about that later. Okay?

-Okay. -All right. So you tell me what you did today, huh?

-We almost saw dad fall of the roof. Shut up.

MICHAEL: He climbed out on the edge to save Eddie's pigeon.

What, for a pigeon?

You almost killed yourself for a pigeon? That's dumb, Harve!

Yeah, sometimes a guy has to do a dumb thing to make himself feel good.

Look who's talking, huh? You want to go back for more tomorrow?

-That's dumb! -That's my job.

It's beyond the call of duty.

Yeah, well, sometimes a person has to do something dumb

in order to make herself feel better.

Don't make me laugh, don't make me laugh.

-Ooh. -Mmm.

-Oh. -All right.

Come here. Oh, oh, it feels good.

HARVEY: Yeah.

I'm not sure I know how I want to handle this.

Look, Lieutenant, I need your signature.

Isbecki, will you hold it for a moment? I got...

I've been waiting ten minutes here, please. Thank you.

-Hi.

COP: Uh, yes, Mr. Thompson. My partner is...

Hey. What're you doing here?

CAGNEY: Gee, Pop, look. I'm sorry. I didn't really realize it was tonight.

No, I don't, I don't think that I can, uh, I can make it.

Pop, it's not my fault that Erin was out all day shopping

trying to make a nice dinner for me, you know? I mean... I didn't promise.

No, I'm not trying to avoid her.

Uh... Okay, uh, tonight, seven. That's a maybe.

I'll... Yeah.

Don't take that as a definite, all right? I'll try.

All right. Goodbye, Pop.

Mary Beth, what are you doing, coming in here? You're aching all over.

Forget my pain. What about the pain you're putting that man through?

Hey, back off. It's family business.

I think you're missing something here.

I think you hurt your father's feelings and you don't even know it.

His feelings aren't hurt.

You don't think so? If you had somebody that was special to you,

the first person you'd want him to meet is Charlie, right?

Moreover, if Charlie said, "I can't make it,"

you would put him through such guilt.

So I'm being a child. So what? I'm entitled.

Yeah, sure. So are we all. Except for kids sometimes don't know what they're doing.

What's your excuse?

Lacey. Lacey, what are you doing here?

One beating is not enough. Right, Lacey?

I had girl cousins tougher than them.

I'm reporting for work. I want to get those chumps.

Will you talk some sense into her head?

When she's like this I can't do anything.

Go home.

We're talking about a guy that throws little girls over the side,

that sells people for two dollars an hour, that beats up on women.

Okay then. But you're going in with a wire.

-Fine. Yes, sir. -We got to tell Stewart.

-Stewart, what's he got to do with this? -I made a deal with him.

Well, forget it. We don't need it.

A deal's a deal. We got to do it.

All right.

When do you want to go back in?

What's the matter with now?

Huh?

LACEY: Grayson!

Grayson!

Come here!

Come here!

What's going on here?

Remember you told me if I needed anything, I should talk to you?

I need a lot of things, Grayson, a lot of things.

-Why don't we go in my office and talk it over, huh? -No, we talk right here!

I, I, I don't know, I don't know how this happened,

but we don't want no trouble with the labor unions.

You got trouble, mister. I saw your check book.

El Libertad Transportation?

You got a lot of trouble, mister.

That's my labor contractor.

Some people might say that. The DA might say it was conspiracy to smuggle.

-Don't be insulting.

I'm a labor contractor myself.

I want you to take my people. I want you to upgrade all these people here.

And if I don't?

Then you don't have a factory, mister. Yes or no?

My guy might not like it.

I'll tell you what.

You get your guy down here and maybe we can work something out.

I don't know. He's a tough guy to deal with.

So am I, Grayson. I don't like getting beat up.

You get him here, one hour.

-I don't know. -Do it!

What're you looking at?!

Huh?!

Okay. Back to work.

Come on, back to work!

Come on, let's go.

Third floor, by the elevator, at three.

Thank you very much.

She should be there now.

Hello.

Well, well, well. Manuel.

The lovely visitor to our neighborhood.

MANUEL: She won't be visiting anymore, hey?

Oh, hey. You gonna do to me what you did to the Herrera girl?

-Well, how did we know she couldn't swim? -Shut up, you stupid fool!

-She's a cop. -That's right, I am.

-Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. -Keep talking, baby, keep talking.

What a nice lady. You should have stuck to parking meters.

-I'm wired, cutey. -She's lying!

Half the NYPD and the feds are downstairs right now.

Hey.

You are under arrest.

Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.

-If you give up that right... -Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!

-They got her! -Third floor elevator. Move it!

That's it. Let's go!

Your mama know what you do for a living

-Shut up, lady. You talk too much, you know that? -That's what I do best.

Oh, yeah? You're making him nervous.

You don't have a chance, brown eyes.

Oh, yes, I do. As long as I hang on to you, I do.

-That hurts. Get that out of there. Come on. -You got to behave.

-CAGNEY: It's going down. -Ground floor or basement, go!

Ground floor or basement, go! Move in!

-Petrie, basement. -Basement, come on!

Come on! Get down there!

-Hey. She'll be okay. -I know.

Hey, lover. I know you're not as stupid and unfeeling as your friend.

If you're gonna kill me in front of the entire city of New York,

would you let me button up?! Huh? I just don't want to look undistinguished.

Ooh, lighten up, huh? It, it, it's a little hard to walk in these heels.

Now close that door. Lock it tight.

You know, they told me there was nothing but rats in this basement.

You and your friend are confirming every rumor.

Oh! Hey! Take it easy, huh?!

Oh! Fantastic. We're gonna get some air. I could use some air.

And maybe a cigarette. You have a cigarette, honey?

Watch it, Chris!

Oh, oh, geeze!

-Up the stairs, down the stairs. -Shut up!

-Shut your face or I'll shut it for you.

Now hold it. Just hold it! She makes one sound...

-Temper, temper. -Forget it.

Hey, hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it! Let's do it together.

-Oh, so I'm playing with the grownups?! -Shut up! Shut up!

How much do you want to die for pretty boy, huh?!

Hold it! Freeze!

LACEY: Chris!

Go ahead, move, you scum. Go ahead, move! I want you to!

Look out.

-I'm all right.

I think she's beginning to like it.

-You look cute with a purse, Isbecki. -All right, take them in.

-No, I'll take it from here. -Like hell you will. It's our collar.

-But it's our crime. -Look! Lacey put her life on the line.

But it's our crime. Federal offense preempts anything you've got.

-We made a deal! -I realize that,

but I really can't let an undocumented alien testify in one of your trials

and then look the other way.

What if it was one of your trials?

What you're saying is that you'll go blind if you make the bust.

Yeah, if we make the bust, then Carmen Herrera and her friends get deported.

Right?

Well.

Hell.

It's whatever you two want. It's your case, your collar.

Let him have them.

-Cagney.

It's a big step up towards sergeant.

Let them go with Mr. Nice Guy.

Bet you got a press conference all lined up, don't you, Jack?

Well, we had to notify the media. Let's go.

Come on. I'll buy youse a cup of coffee.

Ah, Lieutenant. Can you make that an Irish coffee?

Sure.

-You got it.

-No. I got to find my purse.

I've got buy, uh, Pop's girlfriend some flowers. She's making dinner.