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- Step back, sir.
- Yeah, copy that,

- you got 15th Squad on the scene here.
- Ten-four.

- Kid got stomped.
- DOA?

He's still alive,
but his skull's bashed in.

She saw it,
and those guys over there.

- I'll go talk to these guys.
- All right.

- What's her name?
- Marie Delucci.

- All right. Thanks.
- Marie, hi. I'm Detective Simone.

I guess he's dead, isn't he?
Is he dead?

Let's say he's pretty badly hurt.
Can you tell me what you saw?

Um, there was two of them.

The first guy came up with a baseball bat,
and he knocked him down.

And then he... he started hitting him
and kicking him and stuff.

And then another one, he came up in a car,

jumped out,
and hit him and kicked him too.

And that's when I went over there
to the grocery,

and he was yelling to them in Italian.

- Who's that?
- The grocer was.

Then they just
jumped in the car and drove away.

Did you get a look at the license plate
number on the car?

No, I didn't really get a chance
to look at the car.

It was an ordinary car, it was blue.

Can you tell me anything else
about these guys?

They looked really strong.

What kind of guys,
were they white guys, Black guys?

- Yeah, they were white.
- Usually in span... White guys?

- And um, they had dark hair.
- Mm-hmm.

We really appreciate your help on this.

The cops got your name, and your address,
and your phone number and all that?

- Yeah.
- We're gonna be calling you again.

- Is that all right?
- That's okay.

All right.

Hey! Nothing to see here folks.

- Hey, hey. Let me talk to you a second.
- I had to go to the lavatory.

- Yeah, I'm Detective Sipowicz.
- Walter Hoyt.

Did you see this, uh,

- assault here, Walter?
- Bruno and I did.

Yeah, well, Bruno doesn't speak
too much English.

No, he speaks Italian.

I tell you, I'm shaking all over,
what happened here?

- Which was what?
- Well, Bruno was making me my sandwich.

I... I get breakfast here every morning.
Salami sandwich. Don't I, Bruno?

Salami. Si, si.

I won't be having a sandwich this morning.

Those guys went crazy there. They...

they beat that poor kid
to a pulp, sickening.

Did you ever see these guys before?

I see the kid they stomped around.
You know, I think.

How about the guys that beat him up?

No, uh, I didn't recognize them.

How would you describe them?

- Mesomorphs.
- Mesomorphs?

- Two mesomorphs.
- I don't know what that is.

- Muscly guys.
- What... Are you some kind of teacher?

No. I'm a painter.
Uh... uh, I got a loft up the street.

Just came over the radio. Kid's DOA.

Two mesomorphs.
Guys are as good as in custody.

- Harold?
- How you doing, Donna?

Uh, what brings you here?

Well, my car got vandalized.

Uh, insurance said
I need to file a report.

Um...

Detective Martinez can help you.

I see you still got the pennant.

- Still have it.
- It was some night, huh?

Uh, detective Martinez,

this gentleman has just filed
a vandalism report.

- Mm-hmm.
- Hi, Harold Rutanski.

James Martinez. Have a seat, Harold.

Thanks, Donna.

Let's see what you got there.

- Went after your car, huh, Harold?
- Yeah, they did a job.

Defaced the side panels,
punctured the tires.

- Any idea who did it?
- No, no idea.

Got to the bar around 8:00 at night.

Uh, closed at 4 a.m.
That's when I found it.

- This happen once before?
- Five days ago.

Pricks punctured the tires
on the side, so they can't be patched.

To tell you the truth, Harold,

this type of case has what we call
a low solvability factor.

Well, I'm only here
because my insurance guy said

if I didn't talk to you,
he can't pay the claim.

if I didn't talk to you,
he can't pay the claim.

Without any leads or witnesses,
we take your report and close it out.

What have we got here, James?

Uh, this gentleman's filing
a, uh, criminal mischief report.

This is Greg Medavoy,
another detective in the squad.

- You're Harold Rutanski, right?
- That's right.

- You know each other?
- Uh, Harold's a hockey player.

- He used to play for the Rangers.
- No kidding.

Sorry for not recognizing you.
I'm not much of a hockey guy.

It's no problem. I'm retired anyway.

Our Miss Abandando is a big Rangers fan.

Yeah, Harold knows. Don't you, Harold?

Harold used to see
our Miss Abandando socially.

I did. Right.

When I moved back here, I called Donna up.
A Greg answered her phone.

- Would that happen to be you?
- Yeah. Yeah, that was me.

- Glad to meet you, Greg.
- Yeah. Yeah. You, too.

- Harold's car got vandalized twice.
- Oh, is that right?

I explained to him, without leads,
there's not much we can do.

Uh...

You weren't seeing a married woman
or a... a girl with a boyfriend?

I don't like to complicate my life.

Of course, you go out with women,
they don't always tell you.

Anyway,
here's your report number, all right?

- Just give that to your insurance company.
- Thanks.

- Glad to meet you, Greg.
- Yeah. Yeah. So long.

Fifteenth Squad.

I'm sorry. I'll have to take a message.

- She went out with him, huh?
- Yeah. That's the jerk she went out with.

Can I, uh,
put you on hold a minute, please?

- Sorry about your car, Harold.
- Yeah. This is twice.

Somebody's got it in for me.

- I met Greg.
- I saw.

So, you bought into that bar, huh?

Would you get my card?
Two free drinks?

- I got it.
- You ought to stop in sometime, Donna.

- I don't know, Harold.
- You can bring Greg if you like.

- Yeah, I don't know.
- Anyway,

- take care of yourself.
- You, too.

- What number did they say?
- Twenty-three.

Excuse me. Uh, Carlos Herrera live here?

Uh, he's not home. I'm his mother.

We're with the police department.
I'm Detective Sipowicz.

- This is Detective Simone.
- What you want Carlos for?

- Can we go inside, Ms. Herrera?
- No, no. What is it?

Ms. Herrera, your son was attacked
on the street today.

What do you mean, attacked?
Is he hurt?

- Yeah, I'm afraid so.
- He was hurt bad.

- He was badly beaten.
- Ms. Herrera, Carlos is dead.

We're very sorry, ma'am.

- Why this happen?
- We don't know.

We're wondering if you would know
of anyone who'd want to do this to him.

- No.
- Was he in some kind of gang?

Chato's not like that.
He don't do that stuff.

He had a job. He goes to school.

Could he maybe have known somebody
who was dealing drugs?

- I... I don't know.
- This happened in Little Italy.

Do you know why he might have been there?
Where he went?

He was with his girlfriend.

Do you know her name?
Where we could find her?

Amalia Lopez.

She's, um... is down there
on Canal Street.

She's working
at the Jimenez Brothers' there.

Thank you.

Ms. Herrera, this is my phone number.

We would like to talk to you more,
when you feel you can.

We do want you to know how sorry we are.

I know. Sh.

So, we got two eyewitnesses
that reported it the same way.

One guy chases the kid down on foot,
beats him with a bat, then kicks him.

The other one comes
up in a blue car, then joins in.

Nobody got the license plate number.

They hear anything? Racial slurs?
Sounds like maybe a drug burn.

Yeah. For what it's worth,
this, uh, Chato's mother

didn't know of any drug
or gang involvement.

She thinks he was on his way
to see a girlfriend.

You know how to find the girlfriend?

Yeah. We're going to talk to her
as soon as we get done with the ME.

Okay.

Uh, I got the ME, Andy.

- How's it going?
- Fair.

Some guy snatched my purse
up at the Two-Seven.

- Sylvia, did they hurt you?
- No. No. I'm Okay.

I was just finished
taking a statement there,

and I was on my way to the subway,
and he came up behind me,

and he grabbed my purse strap off
of my shoulders, and just took off.

Sit down. Sit down.
Want some water or something?

I couldn't give a description.
I didn't really get a look at him.

Who caught it at the Two-Seven?

Uh, Lieutenant Denatale.

He was nice, he helped me
stop the credit cards and so forth.

Did they have a pattern to work off?

My keys were in the purse.

Here. Take mine.

Detective Denatale said
that we do not have to change the locks,

- but I want to anyway.
- Whatever you think.

I'm going to go
take a statement,

and then I'll meet the locksmith
at the apartment.

When your done with your statement,
check with the Sarge downstairs.

I'll have a radio car take you
to the apartment.

I don't want to put them out.

No, I will be more comfortable.
And the cops will stay with you

until you get the locks changed.

- Okay. Thanks.
- I'm sorry it happened.

- I'm just glad he didn't hurt you.
- Yeah.

I'm just upset.

ME said he will have the autopsy
by the end of the tour.

- Yeah.
- We should check out Chato's girlfriend.

Somebody grabbed Sylvia's purse
over at the Two-Seven.

She okay?

She's going home to get the locks changed.

That's a good piece of luggage
for the money.

- How much?
- Nine dollars.

Uh, no good.

What, you think you're gonna get
a good piece of luggage for nine bucks?

You want a good one?
Right here, 25 dollars.

Nah. Too much. Forget it.

Forget it? Ew, forget you!

Why don't you go
get yourself a garbage bag?

Amalia? You Amalia?

Yeah! So?

- Seen Carols Herrera today?
- Uh-uh.

Why are you asking me? What about him?

Carlos was assaulted.
He apparently was coming over here.

You mean stabbed or something?
What is it? How bad?

Bad. He suffered fatal head injuries.

Hold on. You're telling me
Chato got killed?

- Yeah.
- Uh, wow!

This is too heavy.

I can't really see you, I gotta go.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What's up with the pills, Amalia?

Hmm...

Valium.

Yeah, well, you shouldn't be
mixing them with booze.

I need to take them
to get through a ordinary day.

- Who did it?
- We don't know.

Sometimes it's drugs
mixed in these things.

Did Carlos deal or use anything like that?

- Nah.
- He run with a gang?

Uh-uh, he did his own thing.

- His own thing? What would that be?
- He was a tagger.

- He was a tagger, huh?
- What about that?

That's got the look, man.
He did beautiful tags.

Yeah, that's sensational.

So, Amalia, you know
if Carlos was in a beef with anybody?

We have witnesses saw him attacked
by two white guys. He was in Little Italy.

Guinea sons of bitches.
Man, I hope they all die!

- Who you talking about?
- He was warned by some guineas

about tagging in their neighborhood.

You know who they are? Ever seen them?

Nah. He said guineas.

Hey, thanks for your help, Amalia.
Where... where do you live?

- 809, 19th Street. 2-B.
- Oh, hey.

Amalia, what's all the talk, huh?

- They customers?
- Yeah.

He's such an asshole.

I'm going home. I don't feel good.

Hey, you can't go home!
Come back here!

Then go screw yourself.

Another community service provider.

Yeah, I'm not crazy
about graffiti, either, Andy,

but this kid was brained
with a baseball bat.

Yeah. Maybe that's a little strong.

- Hey, Lieu.
- Hey.

Woman dropped a dime on these guys
that she'd seen them earlier

in the morning chasing
a Puerto Rican kid.

She saw him get stomped?

No. They chased him off her block.
She couldn't see what happened after that.

She hears about the homicide.

Then about an hour ago,
she's looking out her apartment window,

and sees these guys on the corner
outside the Ucilli.

Who's that?
Loudmouth Frankie Pisciotta's place?

- Yeah.
- This woman give her name?

No. I sent a radio car over.

She stayed on the line
until we picked them up.

This Chato's girlfriend said
that the kid was a tagger,

and that he was threatened
by some Italians

- down in Little Italy for tagging.
- Well looks like they qualify.

Ran them through BCI.
They got no sheets.

Maybe they're ambitious boys.

Uniform gave them
they're Miranda warnings.

- Right.
- Uh... uh, take them to one and two,

- would you guys?
- You know, Andy,

maybe we should get photos
of these guys just in case

they won't stand in a lineup.

- Yeah.
- I'll get the camera.

- Detective?
- Hmm?

Did you drop her off?

Yeah. Waited till the locksmith left.

- How'd she seem?
- Well, you know. Somewhat upset.

- Uh, the... Thanks a lot for taking her.
- All right, no problem.

- Appreciate that.
- Sylvia got home all right?

Yeah, the locksmith just left.

They say you don't have to
change 'em after a purse snatch.

Can't do any harm.

Uh, she seemed, uh, somewhat upset,

and, uh, I figured it would help
her peace of mind.

- Let's see what you got there?
- Yeah.

Jerry Panetti.

That's right.

Want something to drink, Jerry,
some coffee or something?

No, I don't want nothing.

How old are you? Thanks.

Nineteen.

- Do you work at the Ucilli?
- Yeah.

Your buddy Paul, he works there, too?

- Yeah, we're busboys.
- Were you working this morning?

- No.
- Were you out with Paul?

- This morning?
- Yeah, this morning, Jerry.

And this better be the truth
'cause we already got a report

- from a witness.
- What about my right to remain silent?

Yeah, you can go that way.
You also have the right to an attorney.

Anything you say can be used against you.

- So, what's the answer?
- To what?

What did you and Paul do this morning?

Nothing. We just hung out.

All right, were you riding
around in a car?

A little bit.

- Whose car?
- Paul's car.

Just cruised around.

Driving around Elizabeth Street,
up around Grand, up near Bruno's Market?

No. We didn't go that way.
We went down the other way.

Jerry, you know anybody named
Carlos Herrera Chato?

Nope. Who's that?

He's a kid that was killed this morning
across the street from Bruno's Market.

- Beat to death with a ball bat.
- I never heard of him.

So, when you were cruising
around this morning,

did you see anybody getting chased,
anybody getting hurt,

- anybody getting attacked?
- No.

So, you got nothing at all to tell us
about Chato Herrera

getting assaulted and killed, huh?

I don't know anything about that.

Let me tell you something!
We got somebody

who saw you chasing somebody down
the street this morning!

Not me, man. It had to be somebody else.

All right, Jerry,
you're gonna to sit here,

and you're gonna think about this
while we talk to your buddy Paul.

And if what he tells us is different
than what you just said,

- you're gonna be jammed up here.
- Hey.

- Wh... what's that for?
- My scrapbook.

- Deep thinker, huh?
- Listening to these guys,

you gotta wonder
if the gene pool dried up.

Paul Bellini.

- Come on, are you asking me or telling me?
- What?

Hey. Come on, your name's
Paul Bellini, right?

- Yeah.
- Paul,

were you ridding around in a car
with Jerry Panetti this morning?

- I decline that.
- What do you mean you decline it?

We have a witness that puts you
at an incident on the street

this morning, Paul.
We're looking to clear that up.

I decline that incident.

He declines that, too.

- You work at the Ucilli, don't you, Paul?
- It's a free country, right?

That's
Frank Pisciotta's place, isn't it?

- You bet.
- Your boss have a policy

on taggers, Paul? 'Cause everyone knows
he's uh, got a temper.

He get pissed off about graffiti?

Listen to this, you wanna talk to me?
I want a lawyer.

If crazy Frankie sent the busboys
to brain this guy, Paul,

you wanna get out in front of that, now.

It wasn't your idea.
Things went out of control.

I decline that answer.
I wanna talk to a lawyer,

and I'm declining my entire rights.

Say moron, Paul.

- Pisciotta brought lawyers.
- Pisciotta.

In the old days that cokehead hump
would have been whacked before he was 25.

I'm Jack Palermo.
That's my associate Joel Fineman.

My clients are Jerry Panetti
and Paul Bellini. Have they been charged?

- Not yet.
- I would like them released.

- Why do you guys arrest these kids?
- Whoa.

- Hey, hey, hey.
- What do you persecute them?

- These are good boys.
- Yeah.

Are they trustworthy type, Fankie, huh?

You loan 'em your Louisville Slugger?

Could you produce my clients, please?

What do you know
about that tagger, Frankie?

I know that some graffiti asshole
got what was coming to him.

That's got nothing to do with me
or my employees.

- Well, that's not what we heard.
- Yeah? From who?

- Where's your witnesses?
- Oh, let us help you with that, Frankie.

You know, we'll get you a list,

so you can threaten
everybody alphabetically, all right?

Lieutenant, we're verging
on unlawful detention here.

There's your clients.

- How you doing, fellas?
- Okay, Mr. Pisciotta.

Yeah, listen.
Go along with the lawyers, huh?

Frank Pisciotta takes care
of his own fellas.

You work for me, I work for you.

That's the first kid over five-six
I've seen work for you, Frankie.

Don't you guys have
some kind of height requirement

on your, uh, job applications?

What I heard, Detectives,
this PR tagger wrote, "Jose's a fag."

- It got someone pissed off at him.
- Get out of here, Pisciotta.

I think there's your hot lead.
Locate some Joses.

Yeah, tell your story
while you're walking.

Don't get a nosebleed, Frankie.

Heights. Nosebleeds.

Frankie Pisciotta and his guinea pygmies.

- We got photos of the busboys, Lieu.
- Bring the witnesses in.

Yeah, Frank's probably on the street now,
urging them to cooperate.

I, uh...

I don't know if you,
uh, noticed, Donna, but, uh...

I was speaking
with, uh, Harold Rutanski before.

I don't know why.
Detective Martinez was taking that report.

Come on.
That man was part of your life,

uh, for what, a whole year?

He may be part of it again for all I know.

You know what happened
to Harold's car, Gregory?

It was vandalized.

You know anything about that?

- What, you think maybe I did it?
- I don't know what to think.

What... what did I do, Donna?

Uh, maybe I, uh, hung around outside

Harold Rutanski's bar
till the street was deserted,

then took an ice pick to his tires,
and a key to his bodyworks.

Is... is that's how you got me figured?

I'm sorry for asking that. I apologize.

- How could you make that accusation?
- I apologize.

I don't know what to think anymore.

Donna, what is going on here?

I have never been so unhappy.

I feel like I'm losing my mind.

Please,
can we get together tonight and talk?

No, Greg. The last thing I want right now
is you and me talking more.

- I'll only get more upset.
- Yeah.

Okay, okay.

I don't wanna make you upset.

Yeah, we're gonna be
putting together a lineup this afternoon.

We probably gonna need
a list of possible suspects.

I hope you feel better.

If you could just have them,
give me a call.

Yeah, Detective Simone.

I wanna see Detective Simone.

- Detective Simone's over there.
- Thanks.

Officer Simone? I'm Jim Delucci.

You, uh, contacted my daughter Marie
about the lineup business?

- Yeah.
- She's not coming in.

She's not gonna be pointing
the finger at nobody.

We're investigating
a homicide, Mr. Delucci.

You understand somebody was murdered.

And your daughter's
very important to this case.

I don't want her involved in this.
I'm not gonna allow it.

Well, she said
she was willing to cooperate.

I don't give a damn
what she's willing about.

She's 15. I'm responsible for her.

And I'm not letting you
put her through this.

She's going to leave town.
She's not gonna be available,

she's not coming in for no lineups,
and she's not gonna testify.

Mr. Delucci, I understand
all your concerns here...

I'm not stupid.

My family...

they walk through
that neighborhood every day.

Has somebody
threatened you, sir?

- Nobody's threatened us.
- Nobody's threatened you?

- Nobody's threatened us.
- Because we can offer

your daughter protection.

And if she makes an ID,
we may not even need her at the trial.

Just forget about my daughter
and we'll leave it at that.

She's having nothing to do with this.

- Just leave her alone.
- 15th Detective Squad...

Uh, yes, ma'am.

No more phone calls.

I need
Fancy's signature on this guy.

No.

No.

They're not in there, huh, Bruno?

He knows what I'm saying.

You understand more
than you let on, don't you, Bruno, huh?

- You understand Frank Pisciotta?
- I...

What did cokehead Frankie say to you,

"You pick these guys out,
and watch your grocery burn?"

You want me to translate?

Nah. Finito, Bruno. You're done.

Come on.

Did you want to see someone?

Mister, uh...
The detective, uh, what's his name?

- Sipowicz?
- Yeah, he left a call for me

to come down. My name's Hoyt.

- Mr. Hoyt, got the message, huh?
- Yeah, I did.

We wanted you
to take a look at a couple pictures.

- Hey, Bruno.
- H... hello, Mr. Hoyt.

- They got you down here, too, huh?
- No, no, no, no.

How's it going, Walter?

Okay. Uh, Bruno's kind of disturbed, huh?

I was just telling Walter that we wanted
him to take a look at the pictures.

Yeah. Come here.
Have a seat. Sit over there.

This is in connection with this morning?

Well, could you tell us if you recognize
any of these people. If so, from where?

- That's one of them.
- Tell me where you recognize him from?

He's one of the guys
who beat that kid this morning.

- He was the one with the bat.
- Look at these.

That's the other guy,
the one that jumped out of the car.

All right, look, uh,
we're gonna arrange some lineups.

We want you to stick around
for that, Walter.

- How long will it take?
- Could be a few hours.

- I can't. I've got a night job.
- Could they give you the night off?

I need the money.

Okay.
We'll see if we can set up in the morning.

Did, uh, Bruno pick the same guys?

We can't discuss that with you.

Walter, we'll give you a call,
and let you know when to come in.

- Okay.
- Listen, thanks.

We really appreciate
your cooperation on this, Walter.

- I heard that kid was a tagger.
- Yeah, he was.

Some of those guys do interesting work.

Kind of get the feeling
this guy doesn't realize

that Pisciotta will reach out.

Yeah. After he makes this ID,

Walter might want to check
into one of them artists' colonies.

No. It's not necessary, James.

You being out here with me.

No problem.
I wasn't busy tonight anyhow.

Yeah? You know, we'd been sleeping.

- I mean, I... I know it's a long shot.
- You might grab the guy.

He's done this twice, right?

He vandalized this car repeatedly.

I can't stand her thinking it was me.

Donna's not thinking straight right now
is all I can figure.

I... I mean, that she would think that...

that I could deface this guy's automobile,

that I'd be capable of that.

You wonder
what gets in their minds.

You know, the... the truth is, I...

I feel it... it's me
that's made her upset.

If her thinking's off-kilter,
it's at my doorstep.

I've exhibited jealousy
a... and didn't trust her enough.

And I... I've also shown
a lack of fun in life, and...

and how much
I enjoyed our relationship. I, uh...

I didn't get that across to her.

A little time.
It'll straighten things out, Greg.

Yeah. I don't know.

It may have deteriorated
to too great an extent.

- Why don't you go home, James?
- Nah. I'll hang around a while, all right?

I was a skater when I was a kid.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

Out on Long Island.

That's one of the first things
her and I did.

Me and Donna went ice-skating.

Thanks a lot.

That was Phil Denatale on the phone.

They recovered your purse and ID,
some Jim Mill men's room.

- Your keys were in it.
- Good.

They said that they'll get it back
to you tomorrow.

I wish you'd eat something.

- Maybe later.
- You'll get sick if you don't...

I will eat when I am hungry.

Sylvia. Did this guy
lay hands on you or something?

- No.
- I mean, you seem so upset.

My purse was...

stolen once before in law school.

Oh, yeah?

And I was attacked.

After he stole my purse, he...

he forced me into a stairwell...

and he assaulted me sexually.

I got raped.

Sylvia...

So, this brought a lot of that back.

Yeah.

Did they catch the guy?

I didn't report it right away. I...

I had a lot of trouble with it.

Emotionally.

It took me six weeks to come forward.

I'd like to kill the guy.

I didn't tell you before, because I ha...

hated it so much, I...

I hated thinking about it.

Sure.

I was afraid...

That you would think of me differently.

No.

I think you're beautiful.

And I love you.

Hey. Hey, what's this?

That's nothing.

When do you think
you might wanna call it a night, Greg?

Yeah, what would Rutanski say, uh?

He leaves around 4:00.

I don't know
if I got two more hours left in me.

- I was up late last night.
- Yeah, I know, you had that driving job.

Looking to put a few dollars away,
get a down payment for a house.

Yeah.

Go home, James.
I got the portable radio if I need help.

- Sector car knows you're here?
- Yeah, yeah. I'll be all right.

All right.

I really appreciate you,
uh, hanging out with me.

It's no problem.

- See you in the morning, all right?
- Yeah.

I'll see you at the house.

Hey, Greg.
Don't exhaust yourself, all right?

Yeah, don't worry.

Yeah. That don't do anyone any good.
Am I right?

Yeah, it's a good point.

Morning, Greg.

- Greg?
- Huh?

- You all right?
- Oh, yeah. How you doing, Lieu?

Uh, just catching 40 winks.

Morning.

Good morning.

I look like a storm drain, huh?

- Yeah, I was up all night.
- Yeah? Why?

I, uh, grabbed up the guy
on that vandalism complaint.

The guy that keyed Harold's car?

Uh-huh. I, uh, gave the collar
to a, uh, radio car team.

Rutanski didn't know
the guy from Adam. Yeah.

Turns out that, uh... uh,
him and the guy were in an altercation

a couple years ago. Guy's an unruly fan.

Uh... ...Rutanski clocked him
one night outside the garden.

Uh...

Any... anyway, um,
the guy, uh, recognized Rutanski

in his bar last week. Uh,
he watched what car he got into.

Next night, he starts doing bodywork.

- How's it going?
- Yeah. How you doing?

- Hi, Donna.
- Hi, Harold.

You gonna sign
that corroborating affidavit?

Yeah, I'm meeting those two uniform cops.
Uh, we gotta go to court.

Greg caught that guy vandalizing my car.

So, I understand.

Yeah.
Didn't even remember the guy.

G... guess I got into a fight with him
a few years ago.

I'm glad he was apprehended.

Hey, my guardian angel, Donna.
Every time we rub shoulders,

something good happens for me.
Anyway, thanks again.

Yeah. No problem. Just doing my job.

- Sure. Take care, Donna.
- Take care, Harold.

- That was very nice of you.
- So, uh...

I'm out from under the cloud?
No longer a suspect?

No longer a suspect.

Good. I feel a lot better.

- We should talk later, Greg.
- Yeah. Good. I'd like that.

- How's it going, Greg?
- Ah, okay. How's yourself, James?

All right. Sarg said you
collared up on that guy.

Yeah, yeah.
I gave it to the guys in the sector.

Aw, I miss everything.

Yeah, all you had to do
was go home.

- Morning, Donna.
- Morning.

Oh.

I gotta shave. We'll talk later, huh?

We'll talk later.

Take a good look at each guy,
and if you recognize anybody,

tell me where you know him from.

- Number four.
- Where do you recognize him from?

He beat that kid with the baseball bat.

Everyone but number four can go.

- Everybody but number four.
- They'll bring in the next group now.

- All right.
- Say, uh,

aren't you Walter Hoyt, the artist?

Yeah. Where do you know me from?

Maybe I've seen you around
the neighborhood,

or a gallery opening, or something.

Yeah, I guess that could be.

Come here, Palermo.

- You keep your mouth shut in there.
- Watch your tone of voice, Detective.

You do not talk to that witness.

Hey, I was being friendly.
I happened to recognize the guy.

You happen to be trying to send him
a message, Pisciotta knows who he is.

And if you do it again,
you'll recognize my fist in your smush.

Now, get back in there.

- You ready, sir?
- Yeah.

Anybody in this group you recognize?

- Yeah, I recognize number two.
- Say from where?

He's the one who drove up
in the car, jumped out,

kicked the hell out
of the Puerto Rican kid

while the other one
was beating him with a bat.

- Everyone but number two can go.
- Everybody but number two.

James, you put number two
in the cage with the other guy?

I wanna talk to 'em.

Come on, let's go.

All right, come on, guys.
Right through here.

Am I through?

Yeah, we're done for today.

Go outside.

They'll tell you
how the rest of this is going to go.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Couple of days,
you'll go before the grand jury,

tell what happened on the street,
and how you made these IDs.

Now, the defendants
aren't going to be there, Walter,

or this shyster Palermo, or anybody else.

It's just gonna be you,
the grand jury, and the DA.

Yeah, all right.

How about we put you in a hotel till then?

No, I'll go back to my place.

What's the matter with staying
in a hotel for a couple days?

I work at my place.
I do my painting there.

Yeah. Um...

Walter, these guys work at the Ucilli
which is Frank Pisciotta's place.

He's a hooked-up guy.

Now, we'd be lying to you, Walter,
if we didn't tell you,

that, well, you could be
in harm's way here.

You know, ID'ing these guys.

What's gonna happen?
They gonna gun me down in the street?

Well,
to tell you the truth, they, uh...

they'll probably try to reach out
with money first.

- Try to get you to change your story.
- What if I don't?

What you should do, Walter, is stay
in a hotel a few days till the grand jury.

Then it's six months
before the trial.

Yeah, after the grand jury,
you should think about relocating

- to another part of the city.
- I work in my loft.

There's other lofts.

It's just not a great idea,
you staying in that neighborhood

once the indictments come out.

Maybe I can get something in Brooklyn.

Yeah. Let's talk about it inside.

- I'll be right in.
- All right.

- You have a good chat?
- Yes. And now, we're done.

All right, before you go,
I want you to see our lavatory.

I don't need
to see your lavatory.

It's a wonderful, wonderful, lavatory.

Take a message, attorney Palermo.

You tell Frank Pisciotta from me,
anything happens to Walter Hoyt,

that grease-trap that he runs
is going to be full of rats.

It's going to be boarded up,
and he's going to have

health department notices
slapped all over it.

- Are you through?
- He'll have state liquor people

up his ass.
He'll have the fire marshals one day,

and the building department the next.

He's going to be paying so many fines,
all you'll get is IOUs.

- Are you through now?
- Yeah.

I'm through now. You tell
that coked-out son of a bitch what I said.

So, Walter's decided to stay at a hotel.

I think that's smart.

And I'll make a quick call to the DA,
while I can get you set up.

So, uh...

You a pretty good painter, Walter?

I think I am.

What kind of stuff do you do?

I'm redefining negative space.

- Uh-huh.
- By imploding line.

- Uh-huh.
- You're okay-ed, Walter.

They just need to make some notifications.

Hey, uh, Bobby.

You mind if I don't take him
to the hotel with you?

I wanna meet Sylvia for lunch.

Yeah, no problem.
You break bad with that lawyer?

All the good it's gonna do.

All right, Walter, take a ride.

I'll see you later, Walter.

- Lieutenant?
- Yeah. What is it, Donna?

Uh...

Lieutenant, I've got some
vacation time on the books,

and if it's all right,
I'd like to take some of it.

Well, it's your time, Donna.
That's what it's there for.

- When would you want to go?
- I'd like to go immediately.

I've got all
the monthly reports caught up.

And I checked
with the chief of detectives,

they've got replacements in the temp pool.

I don't want to intrude, Donna,
but is everything all right?

Anything here at the office
causing a problem?

No. I... I just need to get away.

All right. Take care of yourself.

- Thank you, Lieutenant.
- Yeah.

Detective...
do you have a moment?

Of course.

I... I thought we'd talk after work.

I'm, uh,

gonna take some vacation time, Greg.

- When?
- I'm leaving right away.

- Uh-huh?
- I'm, uh...

I'm... I'm not sure for how long.

I haven't even decided
how I'm going to spend the time.

Sure.

Well, uh... Th...
there's no reason you... you have to know.

Um, I... I just know...
...I got to get away.

Um...
I haven't fared well in all of this.

I think that's a good idea, Donna.
You know, just, uh,

go away for an undetermined
length of time.

I'm glad you understand.

And if, uh...

And if you don't have a destination...

you'll find one when you get there.

Donna, whatever you do...

You know, wherever you go...

I want you to know...

I... I just want you to be happy.

If... if that could be with me...

I, uh, think you know
that's my preference.

But I love you.

And whatever makes you happy...

that's what I hope happens for you.

Oh.

I'll see you soon.

Whenever...

Hey. I saw you and her talking.

- She's leaving.
- She's leaving?

Yeah, she's taking her vacation time.
Uh, she wants to get away.

Jeez, uh, I thought with you
grabbing that guy up, you know.

Yeah. Well, she, uh...

She's looking at, uh,
finding her bearings.

You know, she... she may find
she wants to resume with me,

or she may not.

Uh-huh.

Don't let me go out there, James.

I want to...
I want to ask her not to leave.

But I know it's not the right thing to do.

- Yeah, not if she wants some space.
- I want to go and ask her to stay.

I think you're right for not doing that.

Would you do me a favor, James?
Would you just

- look out there and see if she's gone?
- Sure.

Yeah, she's gone.
I guess she left for lunch.

No, no. She's not coming back.

She's, uh, she's left for her vacation.

Yeah.

Which is good.

- How's it going?
- Okay. I'm hungry.

That's good,
'cause you didn't eat breakfast, either.

How'd your lineup go?

- The witness stood up. He picked the guys.
- Good.

Uh, could you hold up for just a second?

We have an overflow
from central booking here.

Yeah.

Did you go to that rape treatment center?

They were really helpful.

One of my counselors is still there
from six years ago.

So, you didn't have to start from scratch.

Oh, I'm not going to be able
to skate through.

A lot of feelings
will be coming back for a while.

Sure.

She said there's a men's group, too,
if you're interested.

- Think I got to do that?
- I think it might be good.

It's not a perpetual thing though, right?

No. Not perpetual.
And only as long as it's useful.

- Thanks for being here for me, Andy.
- Where else am I going to be?