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- What is this?
- That's it.

Well, take it back
to where he is in the square.

- Where does he get shot?
- We never see him get shot.

What do you mean, you don't see it?
I thought you said it was in here.

- I thought they had it.
- I can't use this. This is ridiculous.

Wait a minute.
Do we have any stills?

- What we have is...
- Italian television.

- We have a still frame of the gun.
- I can't believe it.

Punch it up, would you?

- Can you blow it up more?
- Yes.

You can take that still frame,
put in the shot of the Pope before he's hit,

insert this still frame,
and after he's hit.

Okay, uh... could you punch up the opening?
I'd like to take a look at it.

Right.

'Recent FBI statistics
show an alarming increase

'in the crimes of murder,
rape, and robbery,

'up 536% since this man
was killed in Dallas.

'Up 536% since
that terrible November

'when violence went public
in America's living rooms.'

'He's shot. Get the gun!'

'No one is safe
in this world.

'No one, absolutely no one.

'Today, a special report.
The killing of the dream.

'This is Michael Taylor
with the real story on violence in America.'

I don't know
why they make these tops like that.

- Yeah.
- Hey, hot stuff.

- Alright!
- Here come the hot stuff. Pizza.

Kids, come on.

You know the rest?

- No.
- Me neither.

Bravo! Bravo!

Hey.

Fits you all right. Yeah.

Nice hat.

What good's an Italian cowboy?

I'm not gonna make
spaghetti westerns.

- Jesus Christ!

What are you doing
with that stuff?

What the hell?
You can get it in Denver!

You know you can only get
good provolone in south Philly.

- Johnny, what's the matter with you?
- You write me a nice letter,

I'll send you some good cheese.

Oh, my God.

He's gonna start
an Italian deli in Denver.

What are you doing out here
like this?

Come on, button up here.
It's too cold.

I came to get some fresh air.
It's good for the baby.

- You gonna be warm enough?
- Uh-huh.

Johnny.

Why don't we have this baby
in Colorado?

- In the woods?
- Yeah, in the woods.

In the Rocky Mountains.

- Au naturel.
- It'll be spiritual.

Well, what do you say?

Hey, now, Danny, you got room
for one more in that box?

Three more. Four more!

Marianne.

Marianne.
Come on, let's go.

- Bye.
- Bye, Paolo.

Marianna, Marianna!
Bye!

Drive carefully.
Danny, get up. Say goodbye.

I saw him here
in front of 250,000 people.

I'm glad he got shot in Rome.

What do you mean,
you're glad he got shot?

- What is that?
- You know what I mean.

I'm glad he didn't get shot here.
Everybody gets shot here.

- Same old goddamn shit.

Shit!

Hey! Hey!

- Hey!
- Hey, forget it.

- Forget it?
- Come on!

Animal.
Get off of her!

What the hell's goin' on here?
Hey, get outta here!

Just stop, back off!

And you better stay out of people's affairs,
you understand?

Like hell I will. Especially
when you're beating up on a woman.

Hey, it's none
of your fucking business, bitch.

- Get in the car!

John, they're following us.

They're crazy, Dad.

We're almost home.

- John?
- No, John, don't use it.

- Lisa!

John, quick.

Stay where you are!

Danny, go get Harry!

It's the baby...

My stomach!
Oh, it's the baby, John.

It's the baby, Vince.

- John. John.
- Harry, I don't know what the hell to do.

Calm down, please.
Cool it down.

Lisa, honey.
Where does it hurt, honey?

My stomach.
I think I'm in labor, Harry.

Come on. We got to take her
to the hospital.

Harry, she's bleeding.

- We'll take my car.
- She's hemorrhaging.

Hi, baby.

John... I'm so sorry.

Oh, God, it's alright.

I love you, baby.

It's a lighter taste,
yet not bland.

Very reminiscent
of the northern style of cooking,

as opposed to the heavy-gas,
spicy style of the southern land.

- Is that right?
- Yes, that part of the country.

Use you sauce in your household,
Mr. Donizetti? No need to answer that.

Compliments of the Groaner
Manufacturing Company.

Here is some samples.
You carry this, and it's going to move.

I'll put that on your tab, Mr. Donizetti.
Goodnight.

Sure, you wanna think this over.
Here's my card.

- Mr. D'Angelo, in case you decide...
- I got one word for you, son. Quality.

Well, that's exactly the thing
our product has is quality.

- I'll be hearing from you.
- Alright, yeah. I'm sure you will.

God, somebody should tell that guy
how bad business really is around here.

Yeah, well, business is bad cos people
like the Nardinis keep moving out.

I'll tell you somethin', Frank.
Running don't solve a thing.

Come on, Danny.
Walk your grandma home.

Hey. Hey, whenever
do I need a babysitter?

Mamma, don't start, huh?

You know I don't want you
walking home alone.

I know
how to take care of myself.

Will you get your jacket on? Come on.
How many times do I have to tell you?

- Now, walk your grandma straight home.
- I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll walk Danny home.

Come on, Danny, let's go.

Straight home now.
You don't go out to any bars now, Ma.

Dad said straight home, Grandma.

I gotta go for my prescription.

Don't move, motherfucker!

Stay down!

Do as he says, Vera!

Stay down,
or I'll blow your fucking nuts off!

- What are you doing?

Raggedy motherfuckers!

Mamma.

- Just stay there.

Mamma?

Well, don't just stand there.
Call a fucking ambulance!

Mike, phone's right behind there!

Mamma!

The assailants were black, huh?

Yeah, we got the license plate, too.

Yeah, we checked that.

- Yeah?
- Car was stolen.

Well, what are you gonna do
about it?

I'm doing all I can do about it.

Hey, look, we waited 45 minutes
for the ambulance, 45 minutes!

My mother waited on the floor
for 45 minutes, Vince.

- So what the hell is that?
- You know what our problem is over here?

You know what kind of shortage
we got with police?

I don't give a shit about your problems!
This is my mother we're talking about here!

You wanna talk to him, Vince?

John, believe me, look,
there was a response

- as soon as the call came in.
- Son of a bitch.

Look, we understand how you feel.
We know what your problem is.

You understand nothin'.

Now this is the reality
of my life.

My wife is on one floor
and my mother is on the other!

You tell me what I should think
about the goddamn police department, huh?

John, Vera is gonna be alright.

It looks like Harry Janelli
is gonna pull through.

Thank God for that.

Yeah, well, I'm gonna
have to thank God for that.

Because I sure as fuck
can't thank the police department.

Let's go.

Yeah, where the fuck you been?
Vacation?

We gotta get outta here.
There's just no question anymore.

Shh. You'll wake her up.

John, listen to me.

We have to move.

Moving is out of the question.
Nobody makes me move.

Well, what are we gonna do?
You tell me.

I don't wanna talk about it.

Sons of bitches!

It was more than just a hit and run.
My baby was killed, for Christ's sake.

I know, John.
What can I tell you?

The guy made his bail.
He was in and out in two hours.

Well, that's wrong, for Christ sakes!
He's getting into all kinds of shit.

Look, the guy's got a complaint file
all to himself. I can't touch him.

It's like trying to bust the mayor,
for Christ's sakes.

Sergeant said to me, "Morelli,
what are you doing wasting your time?

"Do your job.
Stop messin' with the Mickey Mouse."

Mickey Mouse?

Does that look like
Mickey Mouse out there?

Look at those fuckers.
They own the park.

There's a guy
who's pushing dope right now.

Go on over there.
If you can't handle him,

you got two guys
with a hot stereo over there.

Get out that howitzer of yours
and arrest 'em right now.

I can't do it, John.
It wouldn't stand up.

What are you telling me?

I'm chicken, okay?

I'll give you that.

it used to be
such a beautiful park.

Old Uncle Charlie.

Boy.

You take your life in your hands now
if you walk through that park.

Er... this...

What's his name, huh?

I don't remember him.

Guy with the thing on.

- What's your problem?

Goddamn it!

Did you burn yourself?
Let me see that.

Don't touch me.
Get away from me.

- I'm just trying to help you, for Christ's sake.
- John.

If you love me,
how can you keep me here?

- What are you talkin' about?
- I don't understand it.

I don't deserve to live this way.

Your mother doesn't deserve
to live this way.

- What's wrong with the way you live?
- Please listen to me.

Please, just once.
Listen to me, please.

We have to move.
Please. Please!

I love you, baby.

I love you too, but you've gotta get
your priorities straight.

If you don't get us out of here,
I swear to God,

I'm gonna take Danny
and I'm gonna leave you.

Please, you gotta give me time.

Just give me time.

Okay?

- Look at that.
- What?

That's it.
That's the son of a bitch.

That's it.

That's that son of a bitch
that chased us and ran into us.

- I think you're right.
- Look at the fender on it.

Look, I'll tell you what,
I'm gonna call the station,

get some police over here.

John, don't go in there.
John!

Hey, hey.

John, let's get outta here.
Come on.

John?

John.

Get outta here!
I said get outta here!

Who out?

Well, well, well.

If it ain't Little Italy.

Messing in other people's
affairs again, huh?

- You son...
- John!

You know what they say about a man
that can't control his woman?

He can't control his bowels either.

He shits in his pants.

John! Drop that!

Get outta here!
Get outta here!

Alright. Alright.

Damn it, let go!
Come on, man!

- Drop that gun, John!
- That son of a bitch, I'll kill him.

Give me that gun!
Give me the gun.

Son of a bitch
put Lisa in a hospital.

- That son of a bitch killed my baby!
- Calm down!

John, you cannot go around
shooting up bars, alright?

Now, we're gonna call the police.

You're choking me.

What the hell are you tryin' to do
anyway? Get us both killed?

What the... Jesus Christ!

John, let him go!

- Son of a bitch!

John? John, most of us work.
How are we gonna find time?

I can't hear you, Frank.

Hey, Frank wants to talk.
Come on, let him talk. Quiet, will ya?

John, I said most of us work.
How are we gonna find time?

Alright, we gotta find the time
and we gotta figure out how to do it.

Because families can't go out
on the street no more.

Now, people is talkin' about movin' on.
What is that?

What we've gotta do
is scare some respect into the punks.

See, John, these guys
don't scare that easy, man.

We're not trained in that kind of stuff.

Somebody mentioned before
something about a citizen's arrest.

I don't know anything
about making a citizen's arrest,

but I'm sure that there's some kind
of legality involved.

No, he's right. According to the law,
you cannot take a suspect into the station.

In making a citizen's arrest, you have to wait
until an officer arrives on the scene.

I guess that means I'll be standing around
all the time waitin' for them, right?

- Hey, come on.
- Excuse me, Vince...

That's the point. These guys
got more work than they can handle.

So we get together a citizens group
and help 'em out.

That's all we're talkin' about,
because they can't do it all.

This whole idea is ridiculous.

Well, at least it's about time
they do something like this.

Look what happened
to poor Mrs. D'Angelo.

It's a shame.

It's a shame? It's appalling!

I don't understand why any of us
are still living here.

What else are we gonna do?
This is our home.

Yes, and we're established here.

Goodnight.

I mean, other neighborhoods are doing it.
Why can't we?

Excuse me, Vince,
can we carry guns?

Well, half of you guys do carry guns.
Unlicensed.

The fact is, if you're gonna be exercising
your constitutional rights

by making a citizen's arrest,
pointing a gun at that suspect's head

would not be construed as self-defense.
You know what I mean?

It would fall into
what they call a gray area.

Well, I'm gonna hold on
to my gray area.

Which I notice you're getting
a little more of, Bob, these days.

Alright, a little bit, a little bit.

- Hey, John.
- Hey, quiet down!

Les wants to talk.
What do you wanna say, Les?

John, I just wanna say, um...

I got a lot of reasons
for not getting involved in any of this,

and I think you understand
what I mean.

But, uh... that cleaners...
my father worked real hard for 'em.

He's absolutely right.

And the last time we got robbed,
they roughed up Gene

and, er... well,
I just back you all the way.

What do you want me to do?

Hey, that's great.
That's great, yeah.

Yeah. Vince and I, we grew up
in that park across the street.

How many of your kids
go over there and play now, huh?

My kids don't go near that place.

All of you got lives
in this community here.

All of you got lives here.

Because it's your life
I'm talking about here.

- What are you gonna do?
- I agree with that.

I draw the line.

Well, John, you convinced me, pal.
I'm with you all the way.

I don't know about these guys over here,
but you got me.

What are you talkin' about?
What guys you talkin' about?

These guys. What guys?

Hey, John, we gotta do it right
like you said, though.

Alright, let's see a raise of hands, huh?
Come on.

Come on! Come on!

Where?

That's it, come on.

Hey, Mr. Moresco is with us.
Both fists, huh?

Heads up!

Dad, is it okay if I put on the radio?

Yeah, yeah, just watch it.

What about this section?
Shouldn't it be smaller, Vince?

I mean, that's the main problem area.

- It's a blow up, John.
- Yeah...

It's only eight blocks up here,
and about 12 down here.

I'm gonna lay out
the other patrol areas in here.

In here, we'll all have radio contact
with headquarters.

I showed you
how we do the compressions.

Then we go back and do the airway,
and everybody had a lot of fun.

Now, who's gonna do it?

Who's gonna be the first guy
to return the demonstration?

- Come on.
- Excuse me, Mike.

I think I know this girl.

You have an unconscious victim.
I'm on the scene.

- What's the first thing you're gonna do?
- First thing I'm gonna do,

I'm gonna deflate her,
put her in my pocket,

take her to the car,
blow her up in the driveway.

- What's the first thing you're gonna do?
- I'm gonna yell in her ears.

- Let me see you do it.
- Hey, lady, get up, will you? Get up!

Shake her shoulders a little bit.
Not that... not so hard, that doesn't work.

You gotta shake...

This is serious.

L-I give her four breaths
in her mouth.

- Yeah, it's good.
- Alright? Four breaths.

Eugh! That would kill anybody.

I think she's alive, look!

She's sticking her tongue
in my mouth.

Yeah, I swear to God,
I love you, too.

Harry, how's your arm?
How are you?

It looks pretty good.
Will you hold that for a minute, uh?

- What's this?
- That's a bottle.

- For what?
- Hit that thing, give it a name.

- You're kiddin' me!

I christen thee...

Looks like a battering ram.

It's a nice, quiet little sedan, Vince.

Low mileage, driven by a little old lady.

- Too much, John.
- Half-price.

- I'm telling ya, it's too much.

- Hey, John, what's Vince so pissed about?
- I don't know.

He thinks we shouldn't drive around tanks
or something, I guess.

Ah, what does he expect?

Hey, Morelli, come on back here.
I wanna give you a ride in my tank here.

Don't give me that.
He's like a girl scout, you know?

You got an honest face.
I'll give you good credit.

I think it's time to introduce ourselves,
gentlemen, to the community,

leave a calling card,

and I think the place to do it
is the Brunswick bar.

Right now we're gonna go down there
and we're gonna rejuvenate the place,

we're gonna take down some wallpaper
samples, redecorate a little bit.

So we're gonna go round,
have a good time.

- I wanna play some pool.
- You wanna play some pool.

- Here's your pool.
- I wanna do a little...

Anybody want chops of wood?

Er... I'm using my hand.
I'll use the hands, that's all I use.

Come on over here, Vince.

John, er... it's funny, but I don't think
I've heard a word you said.

As a matter of fact, I don't think
Tom and I are even here tonight.

But, er... have a good time, huh?

- I understand, Vinny.
- Alright.

- Come on, let's go.
- Come on, let's go.

Hey, give me a beer!

Not you again.

Me again.

You come to pay us
what you owe us?

Hey, Leroy, Little Italy came here
to pay us what he owes us.

I've come to ask your help.

Shit! The man wants some help.
Give it to him.

What kinda help you want?

Well, somebody hurt my mom
at Janelli's drug store up in Lincoln Street.

I thought you might just know
who did it.

Hey, brothers!

Anyone hurt his mamma?

Nobody laughs at my mamma.

You son of a bitch!

Kung fu!

Come here. Come here.

Now, what do you think, John?
I'll leave the walls?

Leave the walls.

Hey! Hey!
Come up here!

Look at me.

My name is John D'Angelo.

I run an Italian deli,
and I make the best hot perro in town!

Haha! Come on, let's go out
and have a beer!

- What's up?
- She won't open the door.

Mamma. Mamma!

- Are you sure she's here?
- Yes, I can see her in the window. Vera!

- Mamma!
- Vera, please open the door.

- What about the back door?
- It's locked.

- What's the point of all this?
- Mamma, come on out here.

Unlock the door,
we got groceries out here.

Come on. This is crazy!

I'm going crazy, huh?
Who wouldn't go crazy in this place?

The whole neighborhood
has gone crazy.

Alright, Mamma,
I wanna take you out for a walk,

get you some fresh air.
Now, come on!

Better get the priest.

I'll drop you off at the bus stop, huh?
I'm gettin' a little tired myself.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.
You see that? What is that?

- Where?
- Right over there, in the building.

- The warehouse?
- Yeah, that ain't no barbecue.

Let's check that out.

Yeah, let's go.
Hey, wake up, you guys!

Hey!

Frank, get on the radio, get the fire
department and the cops right away.

Er... we're over
at 2700 American Avenue.

We need the fire department here.
The place is burning up.

'Headquarters 10-4.'

Also, we need the police department.
I think it's an arson.

'Okay, you got it.'

Forget it, Bill.
Come on, let's get back inside.

Drop it.

- John, I gotta check with Frank.
- Alright.

Holy shit!
John, you alright?

I'm right behind.

Are you alright, Johnny?

You're okay?

- You're sure this guy just fell?
- Yeah, yeah, he fell.

Yeah, well, the man says
he was pushed.

- He fell. He fell from up there.
- Okay.

I'm gonna have to take us in
for obstructing justice.

Ah, come on, Sarge,
that won't flow.

Just exercising
our constitutional rights, huh?

Well, we'll just have to see, alright?

Which one of you guys
wanna come with me?

- Me, I'll go.
- No. No, I'll go.

I know how to handle these things.

Okay, I wanna go, too.

I'm sure these people
are a pain in the ass, gentlemen,

but I don't see that they've done
anything that's illegal.

Oh, no, Chief, there's nothing illegal
about throwing a man off a fire escape.

- That's not a crime.
- Where's your proof, hmm?

Alright, what about the interfering
with police procedure?

There are certain civil prerogatives.

I'll tell you what?
Keep your eye on him.

If they break any laws,
book him.

Alright, what do you wanna do
about our guys running around with him?

That's a problem.

Keep an eye out for irregularities.

- Danny, get the groceries, please.
- Alright.

What?

I don't know.

Lucky!

Lucky, come here, boy!

Lucky!

- 'Neighborhood Patrol.'
- Is John D'Angelo there? This is his wife.

- 'He's on patrol.'
- Well, please radio him, er...

Our house has been destroyed.

- 'Okay, can you hang on?'
- Yes.

Danny?

Danny?

Danny?

Danny?

Danny?

- Mom, what is it?
- Just turn around, Danny.

Danny, come downstairs.
Come downstairs, Danny!

Come on, don't fight me now.
Just come down the stairs.

Come on. Come on!
Just stay here, sit down.

Sit down and don't move.
Just don't move!

You alright?

I want you to get those bastards, John.

What happened?

Jesus Christ, what happened?

Go upstairs, to the bathroom.

This is Tony Imperiale
in Newark.

This is ten years
after the Newark riots.

Well, this piece of fat guy
with the gun, and his buddies,

they used to drive around in cars,
patrolling the neighborhood,

and he started
the North Ward Citizen's committee.

They had self-defense classes,
karate.

'One! Two! Three! Four!'

And here he is. Now, just listen to him.
This is really something.

'If the law cannot control it
because the mayor will not make them,

'then it is time for us under the constitution
to defend ourselves to the limit!'

This is Imperiale at target practice.

Also, women, target practice,

and, of course, New York,
The Guardian Angels,

Beverly Hills, self-defense class.

Ladies of Beverly Hills learning
how to protect themselves.

- Okay, you can cut it there.
- Cut take, please.

Michael, this stuff's fascinating,
but this whole vigilante movement's scary.

It's very effective.

Yeah, for all the wrong reasons.

I'd like you to talk to this guy.

He seems to be establishing
quite a following.

I'd like that.

Remember, Dad,
we have to be home at 7:30.

- Why?
- The hockey game tonight.

Ah, how could I forget it?
Listen, can we do it next week?

- I gotta get going.
- The tickets are for tonight!

Yeah, I know.
Mario, go with him.

I can't go with him.
I gotta be home by dark.

- You gotta go!
- I can't.

- John!
- Ask your mom. She's coming.

John! Your mother
won't open her door again.

Oh, God, why me?

John, you're not leaving this street
until you go inside and take care...

- What the hell do you expect me to do?
- You're her son.

- Uh... look, guys...
- The game starts at 8:30.

Look, I can't. I'm late.
They're expecting me. Call Father Leone.

John. John!

Hey, John, what's happening?

Looks like I'm at a dead end with these
sons of bitches who hurt my mother.

I mean, from this neighborhood,
somebody would have spotted him for sure.

Hmm.

Well, I think they might be
from this area in here.

There's been a lot of stickups
there with the same MO.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Ski masks, stolen car,
hitting mostly drug stores.

That's... Ivanhoe Washington's
territory, huh?

- Yeah. He's got a patrol, too.
- Yeah.

Well, maybe you should try
and arrange a meeting.

He might be able to help ya.

Ivanhoe Washington help me?

Every 24 minutes, someone
gets murdered in this country. What else?

Yeah, well, at least
we got our facts in common, huh?

Let me tell you somethin' right now.

We got nothin' in common.

I'm a novelist
and a community leader.

You're a shopkeeper
and some kind of vigilante.

We got nothin' in common.

Hey, wait a minute. I'm helping my people,
you're helping your people.

- No one's helping anybody.
- We're helping our people!

- We're helping our people, aren't we?
- You're up in arms against the poor.

I'm trying to help the poor.

Oh, hey, well, alright, alright.
We all get together, huh?

Okay, let's take it from the top.

- We cooperate...
- Five, six, seven, eight!

- What is this? Now, come on!
- Relax, John.

Extend those arms.

- Relax, John.
- Don't bunch up, don't bunch up.

Hey, Washington!

Goddamn it!
I don't have any more time than you!

I'm here, so I can talk!

- Hold it, Johnson.
- I'm talkin' to you, goddamn it!

I don't have
any more time than you!

- Now give me an answer!
- Don't come yelling in this studio.

Don't you ever do it again.

This is my studio.

I'll talk to you.

I'll tell you this
right to your face.

These, uh... statistics and these crimes
you're talkin' about,

that are being committed by people
who live below the poverty line,

these people
happen to be black people.

- So, don't come in here talkin'...
- Hey, wait a minute. Punks are punks.

- Whether your punks or my punks.
- I'm telling you to your face.

- Punks don't have no color!
- I'm telling it to you to your face,

we are not talking about punks.

We are talking about black people.

And the problem
is a lot more serious than punks,

or the fact that your mother
got a finger hacked off.

- Now get out of the way!
- Take it easy, man.

Don't tell me
to fucking take it easy!

Do you know
what's happened to my mother?

Relax, John.

You don't come in here
tell me to take it easy!

- John, take it easy, man.
- We're talking about problems in the street.

- Just stop, now! Stop, please!
- You condone what's going on.

You condone what happened to my mother.
You condone what happened to my family!

- Five, six, seven, eight!

- I lost my baby!
- John, let's go, man.

That's it!
Extend those arms.

- Come on, man, forget it, let's go.
- Those drums, let's get it up.

That's it.

Let me tell you somethin', D'Angelo,
let me tell you somethin' right now!

You wanna know the truth?
You're naive.

Number two, you're fucking racist.

- Now, get out!
- That's not called for, Washington.

- Get the colored guy out.
- Shut up!

Oh boy, oh boy, something's going on
at the Top Hat.

Mike, there's always
something goin' on at the Top Hat.

Somebody help me!

Somebody help me, here!

Come on. Get up!

Help me! Please, help me!
I don't know what's going on!

- I got an idea.
- What the hell happened?

That son of a bitch shot my old man!

Now, get John!
It's a code 3.

Send the ambulance,
and send John if he's around.

- 'Code 3.'
- Headquarters 10-4.

John!

Loot at that arrogant son of a bitch
just standing there.

How could you people do this?

How can you people just stand there?

- Wait a minute. Hey, hey, hey!
- Somebody call the fucking cops!

- Come on.
- Shut your fucking yap.

I'll tear your tits off,
you dirty bitch!

You're dead, you bastard!
You're dead!

Alright, alright,
I'm alright, I'm alright!

I'm alright! I'm alright!

I swear to God, I'm gonna get you.

And I'm gonna get
your little sleazy boyfriend!

- Come on over here!
- It's getting real ugly here.

And the guy that did the shooting
is still hanging around.

'I've already called the cops.
They're on their way.'

We'll be there in a second,
with an ambulance. Just hold tight.

Come on over here,
you fucking cunt!

- I'll rip your fucking head off!
- Fucking bitch!

Hey, Paco. Get the fuck out
of our neighborhood.

Alright, John, we got a guy down
over here.

- Batman and Robin.
- That's the guy who did the shooting.

Dirty son of a bitch!

I'll kill you!

You lost him, you dumb shit!

Hey, motherfucker!
You wanna come back here?

Motherfucking shit!

Hey, don't worry about it.
It's just a pimp car.

Probably a hot car anyway.
Who gives a shit?

Exercising your constitutional rights, huh?

Danny, get your coat on.

John, what about Mrs. Carter's order?

- I'll be right there.
- What about the pasta?

I gotta get the kid to school.

What about opening up the store?

I'm gonna open it right now.

Go out.

Ah, this is crazy.

What are you doing, Giuseppe?
What is this?

I am here... we're here to...

...to thank you
and to have some espresso coffee

and-and-and to show you our support
for-for what you do for us.

This man, he gave us back our streets.

We love him. We love him.
We love him. We love him.

We love you.
We love you.

Wait, wait.
Wait, wait, wait.

- This...
- Sorry about that.

No, wait, wait.
I got to make a speech, now.

What do you got here?

- Oh!
- God bless you!

Viva l'Itaiia!

What's in here?
A Cracker Jack? Huh?

- That's beautiful. You put...
- Oh!

- Bello, eh?
- Bellissimo.

Look, how... Look.

One of my... the flag.

Hooray for... hooray for Giovanni!

Well, you want some espresso,
go on, back there.

There's a little Sambuca, too.
Go on, help yourself.

Let's go. Let's go.

That must have been
a very special moment for you.

Hey, you're on TV, aren't you?

Channel Six, Sara Rogers.

And I'd like you to join me for an interview
on the "Michael Taylor Show".

Well, I don't know, er...

John, I don't think so.

We just opened the store,
we have a lot of work to do.

It won't take any time.

Well, how long? How long?

The crew's right here.
We can go right outside.

- Right out here? Just...
- Right out front.

- How long will it take?
- No time. Two or three questions.

Oh, I see, yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
That sounds pretty good. Yeah.

- Okay?
- Okay, I'll do that.

Okay?

- John.
- Huh?

I'm gonna go to the movies.

What are you talkin' about?
It's not even eight o'clock in the morning.

I'm going to a matinee.

What about all that stuff
in the kitchen?

It's not my job, man.

Yeah.

'The fact is you're a vigilante.'

'No, vigilantes save people,
we don't do that.

'We're just exercising
our constitutional rights, Ms. Rogers.'

'I'm just saying
that when you take the law into your...'

'No, no, wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

'Some guy comes into my neighborhood,
and I don't care what color he is,

'but he comes here
to rob and mug,

'he's taking the law in his hands
and he's breaking it.

'I take the law in my hands,
I'm on the right side of the law.

- 'That's...'
- 'That's an interesting distinction.

'I mean, you walk a delicate line.'

'Delicate? Well, that's not something
we use in this neighborhood.

'Do you wanna know
what delicate is?

'Well, look around.
Just go on, look around here.

'See what delicate is here.
In the park there or...

'You wanna take a look
over the park?

'Get out of the way.

'Get the camera over there
and look over there.

'Look over there.
That's delicate.

'That's what we call delicate.'

- This is very good.
- 'Brothers beating on brothers.

'It's a city of brotherly love.

'Now, if the agencies of this city
cannot protect the rights of my children

'to live in this neighborhood,

'then we as parents, we reserve the right
to protect the rights of our children,

'whatever way we can
and that's that.'

You really think
he's after your seat?

I think this guy is very shrewd.
That's what I think.

It looks to me like he's building
a power base for himself.

Al.

With all due respect,
this guy couldn't care less for your seat.

A man like John D'Angelo has no use
for the whole concept of City Hall.

Now that's bullshit, Commissioner.
That's what that is.

Do you know, there's a whole tradition
of political ambition from these guys,

these vigilantes in this country?

It's always been like that.

Let me ask you somethin'.

Do you ever hear of a guy by the name
of Colonel William Lynch from Virginia?

Hmm? It's the guy that invented lynching,
and you know what?

He went on to a political career.

Oh, Jesus, Al,
we understand how you feel.

But there's nothing illegal
about what he's done.

I helped both you guys
get where you are today.

Now I want you to stop this guy.

Somehow.

This business is all about favors,
Commissioner, remember?

You owe me a couple.

John D'Angelo, right?

- Yeah.
- I'm Councilman Brusco.

Right.

You know, you've been a real inspiration
to our constituency.

- I gotta hand it to ya.
- Thanks.

You ever need anything, I want you to know
my office is always open to ya.

Good to know.

I'll see ya.

I'm gonna get
right to the point, John.

We have reports on your activities.

Frankly... we're not happy.

Yeah? What kinda reports?

We know you're not adverse to beating
the living shit out of your suspects.

Hey, what the hell
are you talkin' about?

You infringed on a man's rights,
Mr. D'Angelo.

Even though that man's a criminal.

And I'm talking to you
not only as the police commissioner,

but as a black man.

Now, you do that and you open the door
to your own rights being infringed upon.

And when this country gets to the point
where they forget the Constitution,

forget where their laws come from...

Hey, wait a minute.

What do you want me to do?
Flash the Constitution,

when I'm looking down
the barrel of a .44 magnum?

Leave it to the police, D'Angelo.

The police?

We got no problem
with the police.

We got a few of them
to ride with us.

Look, this thing is bigger
than what the police can do.

You're a goddamn fool
if you think that.

Hey, look, if I'm doin' somethin' illegal,
arrest me!

I'm doin' what I gotta do!

Hey, Commissioner,
I'll tell you somethin'.

My family breathes a hell of a lot easier
because I'm doing what I'm doing.

And I'll lay odds, if your family lived
in my neighborhood,

they'd breathe easier, too.

John, I want you to consider
this meeting as two things.

An introduction.

A warning.

Now, I want you to feel free
to phone me,

come and see me about this
anytime you want.

But I also want you to know

that I'm going to make
your life miserable.

I'm gonna make your life miserable,
because what you are doing is wrong.

Nice meeting you, John.

Yeah, sure, Commissioner.

He'd never get the black vote.

Get him! Get him!
He's got my bag, get him!

Don't you ever do that
in this neighborhood again, you got that?

- Yeah.
- Cos I'm everywhere.

- You understand?
- Yeah...

Son of a bitch.

Alright, you tell your friends
to stay out of this neighborhood.

- What is that?
- What a jerk.

What is this?
Look at this creep.

I think what they need
in local government

is someone like John D'Angelo,

somebody who is responsive
to the needs of the community.

I think you'd make
a first-rate councilman.

Yeah, well, I appreciate that, but...

...dealing with the streets
is one thing and...

Well, I just don't think
I'm the political type, you know?

Well, the businessmen who put
your name forward obviously think you are.

I know you are.

You have a lot of support
in the community.

You made the ward's safe
for business again.

That's certainly a political asset.

Yeah, well, this is really something,
you know?

- I'll think about it.
- Do. Do, John.

- Cigar.
- Cigar?

Thanks.

Do think about it, John.
I'd appreciate it.

You know... men like you
have special responsibilities.

Men like you know how to meet
the challenges of life.

Can't say that
about many people today.

That's true.

Guys like me,
we got special responsibilities, Vinnie.

I mean, the problem
ain't just in the streets, you know,

it's the politicians, judges,
you know what I mean?

Councilman.

That's just the beginning, though,
Vinnie, you know.

Governor D'Angelo,
how's... how's that sound to you?

- You know somethin', John?
- What?

- You're an asshole.
- Fuck this. Me and a dumb cop.

John, what qualifies you
to run for office?

What the hell does that have
to do with it?

Look, if I'm elected, I can pass legislation.
I can do things we can't do in patrol.

I know what to do, too.

John, when was the last time
you voted?

Oh, come on, Lisa.
I don't need that now, come on.

I didn't vote for Brusco,
I'll tell you that.

Didn't vote for him.

- Mario, keep your food on your plate...
- Hey, wake up, will you?

Come on.
Get your head out of that.

Why are you resisting me, anyway?

What the hell is wrong with me
running for councilman?

Nothing, John, please believe me, nothing.
I-I-I want you to run for office.

I wanna see the best for you.

I just... I just want you to know
that you're neglecting me,

you're neglecting your son,
you're neglecting your business.

- I'm not gonna work double shifts...
- Hey, wait a minute. Wait a minute.

You let me finish.
You let me finish!

I'm not gonna work double shifts
in the deli anymore.

I'm not gonna be the man and I'm not gonna
be the woman in this relationship.

You telling me I don't do my share
around here?

I'm not telling you... I'm not telling you
you're not doing your share.

You're just never around anymore.

Oh, Mario.

Oh, come on.
What's with you, Mario?

You...

What's the matter with you?

Hey, you sick?

What's the matter with you?
Look at your eyes.

- You on medication?

Look at his eyes.

He's on somethin'.

- Is this your stuff here?
- Dad, no.

Alright. Hey, you just sit tight!

My God, he's on smack.

- You're in trouble, Danny.
- He's on smack. He's on smack.

Look at this.
Call his folks.

- Let me see your arm.
- I'm alright.

Let me see here.

You and me are gonna have
to have a talk.

Okay, which one is Dusty?

He's the fat guy
with the blue coat and glasses.

He doesn't look
like a pusher to me.

What did they... what did they used
to look like in your day, Dad?

Tell the truth, we've always
been straight with each other.

You try any of this shit?

No, Dad.

Well, let me tell you somethin'.

Mario is in a lot of trouble.

He's okay now, but if he continues
the way he's going,

I wouldn't count on tomorrow.

Stay here.

Just shut up!
Just shut up.

I ever see your face in this neighborhood
here, it's gonna be your ass. You understand?

You'll get in a lot of trouble
for this, mister.

- What're you gonna do, call the cops, huh?
- Look, we own the cops.

Alright.

You tell me where that shit comes from
or I'm gonna break your other arm.

Oh, look, there's John D'Angelo.

Hey, Mr. D'Angelo.
John D'Angelo, let me shake your hand.

I think you're doing
a really terrific job.

- God bless you.
- I saw you on TV.

- That's great.
- We really appreciate it.

Don't go in there.
It's poison.

Lupo here?

Lupo!

- Can I help you?
- Dusty call ya?

Laurie, why don't you go in the back
and fix your hair?

So, you're D'Angelo, huh?

You broke his arm?

Hey, Lupo, we don't need people
like you in the neighborhood.

You're real tough, huh?

I don't want trouble.
You want trouble? You got it.

You're real fucking tough, ain't you?

When I come back,
I don't wanna find you here.

If I do, I'm gonna redecorate
your face.

Well, I'll be waiting for you, D'Angelo.

You're mixed
in the family business here.

You just made a fucking move,
you're gonna be sorry for it, boy.

Cos you know why? You don't know
what fucking trouble is, alright, jerk?

- I know what trouble is.
- You don't know what fucking trouble is.

Jerk.
Click the fuck off, asshole.

Fucking creep.

Look at the heap he's driving.

Hey, Mr. Crusading Citizen.

You got here early, huh?

Hey, I know enough
not to be late for Mr. Donato.

You said a mouthful there, kid.

Now, look, you got two minutes
with him. That's it.

He means two minutes, kid.

Down front.

Uh-uh. Over there.

- Uh... Mr. Donato?
- Shh!

Go ahead.

Er... I got this here People's Patrol, and
we go around the neighborhood and we...

No need to tell me,
I know about you.

Your father was Anthony D'Angelo
a greengrocer from Genoa.

He always wore a red vest.

Yes.

His heart gave out.

I was sorry.

Thank you, sir.

Mr. D'Angelo, I got maybe
two minutes for you.

Tell me just one thing.

Are you not using this patrol of yours
to move in on my business?

You know what I mean
by my business?

Yes, sir, I do.

Nothing wrong
with ambitious men.

I was brought up in this neighborhood.
I know all about your business, Mr. Donato.

Yeah. What do you want?

Well, I wanna be safe
and I want my family to be safe.

It's tough as hell out there.

Well, I don't have to tell you that.

Well, you live in a nice, big house now
with the... iron gates all around it.

But it wasn't so long ago
your family lives where I live.

Yeah. What do you want?

Well, I hear you don't hold with dope.

Bad business, too... emotional.

Well, this... Captain Chicken guy
sells smack to kids in high school.

He says he's got your protection.

I don't eat chicken.

Chickens eat chicken.

I don't hold with cannibals.

Mr. D'Angelo, what you're doing...
I respect.

I understand protection.

Here.

Coin from the old country.

Time between our families.

Show it.

People will understand.

You do seem mafioso.

Thank you, Mr. Donato.

You got it, sucker.

That oughta take care
of the damages.

This somebody happens to sell dope
down the school where our kids go!

- That's not the point, John.
- What the hell is the point?

It's the way you do things,
you're such a goddamn hot-head.

What you talkin' about?
The patrol works.

He's overworked, John.

And if he keeps this up, it won't be long
before he's out of work altogether.

Vincent's job is at stake, John.

We got a couple of kids
to think about, John.

- Lillian.
- We pay the mortgage.

We help support his parents.

- Lillian.
- I know that, I understand all that.

You turned my husband
into a 24-hour cop.

- Lillian!
- I know that!

Alright, I'll tell you
exactly what it is.

Okay?

In the beginning,
when we first started this,

I saw somethin'...
I don't know, good.

An option for the neighborhood.

But it's not working out right.

The patrol's changed,
they're getting out of hand.

And you've changed, John.

You know what you're becoming?

And I'm gonna tell you this
because I've known you all my life.

You're becoming
another goddamn police problem.

I'm sick and tired
of police problems.

You think about it.
I gotta go to work.

See ya.

He may have to quit the patrol.

The hell he will.

John.

Where are you?

We got the guys
that cut your mamma's finger off.

- Where are they?
- Come on.

Are you sure this is him?

We don't even have to take him
to church for a confession.

What the fuck are you doin'?

Stop!

What's the matter with you?

There's your black male suspect,
about 20.

There's the nigga
that hacked your mamma's finger off.

- Picked him the fuck off the ground.
- Hey, John! John!

Don't, man.

It's unbelievable.

It's always gotta be the black guy,
right, John?

Get him out.

Hey, Superman, go home!

You're outta your element.

I'll be out in a minute.

Hey, old man, you got a match?

- I dropped...
- Do you have any money?

Money? Money?
Go work, you son of a bitch!

This is a job
for the Citizens' Patrol.

'Neighborhood Patrol.'

Yeah, Neighborhood Patrol,
John D'Angelo there?

'I'm sorry, he's on patrol right now.'

Well, you tell John D'Angelo
that an elderly Italian gentleman

just got mugged in the park.

- 'Pearson Park?'
- Yeah.

'Who is this? Hello?'

Go.

Christ, it's Giuseppe.

Okay, Laz, get the ambulance.

Giuseppe?

Laz, call the...

Oh. Okay, hold it there, buddy.

Jim. Jim, it's okay.
I'll take care of it.

John, remember now, it's a crime scene.
Don't touch anything.

Steve, come on.
Take a break.

It's okay, he's a friend of mine.

John. Come on, John.

Come on, John.
You can't do this.

Come on, John.

Fellows, you wanna take him home?

Attention! Present!

Go on, Daddy, I'll be along.

Go on.

Let's walk.

'In a surprising display of support,

'Vincent Morelli's widow,
instead of riding in the family car,

'is walking with John D'Angelo
and his People's Neighborhood Patrol.

'And now, echoing the conviction
of Lillian Morelli,

'dozens of Philadelphia police officers

'have joined the ranks
of John D'Angelo's celebrated patrol.

'Ladies and gentlemen,
this could not have been rehearsed.

'What you are witnessing here
is the making of an American star.'

Son of a bitch.

You wouldn't listen to me.

Look, John,
I know this funeral was a terrible tragedy.

And believe me, I share your grief.

But let's turn it into something good.

Time's right, John.
You are hot.

And the funeral just... just gave you
a national profile, that's all.

I haven't made up my mind yet.

Timing's everything in politics.
It's just a... just a game of opportunities.

Vincent's death was a tragedy
for all of us!

But we've gotta turn it
into somethin' good.

We can't let his death
be for nothin'.

Now, these punks have been
running this park just too long.

So tomorrow
we're gonna go in there all together,

- and you know what we're gonna do?
- We're gonna kick ass.

You said it.

John, you're crazy.
This is a police matter.

Hey, goddamn it! Vince Morelli died
trying to clean up this park

and I ain't gonna let him down!

Ready?

Okay, let's go.

This is the People's Neighborhood Patrol!

We're closing the park as of now,
so that we may clean it up.

Please leave the park now!

Why don't you kiss my ass?

Take a hike!

What's going on?

Pull it up!

Please, move on. Come on!

D'Angelo's up to his shit again.

I want you three guys
to go down there and ice him.

Keep 'em going!

Get out.

Hurry up and get out!

We gotta split, man.
The cops are coming, man!

Get off me!
Get off, goddamn it!

You sons of bitches!

Ah, shit.

Four counts of felonious assault,
resisting arrest, inciting a riot.

Do you know how much time
I could give you for that?

And you wouldn't like it, John.

The food in our jail system
is terrible.

I've met the chef.

Believe me, John,
the man can't even spell linguine.

The fact is, I'm gonna let you go.

A police record, come election time
wouldn't look good, now, would it?

Here's a little something
for your campaign.

The bullets that killed Officer Morelli
can be traced directly to these three men.

Son of a bitch.

We're not going
to pick them up immediately.

I'm sure you can understand
how understaffed we are.

I don't know how to thank you,
Commissioner.

Oh, yes, you do.
Yes, you do.

Remember, this business
is all about favors.

- Right.
- Right.

Come on, let's go.

- Put it up, so I can straighten it out.
- Up, Grandma, up.

Nice. Up!

Will you listen to me?

- Mrs. D'Angelo.
- Oh, hello. How are you?

- Good. You've gotta be excited.
- Yes.

- Husband around?
- He's here some place.

He was just here.

Oh, man, what kind of shit is...

Whoa, wait! Hold the music.
Hold the music!

- Hell! The TV's coming on!
- Look at the TV.

'At this point, only 5% of the votes
have been counted.

'So the results are not conclusive.

'But we do have an indication of how
the candidates are doing in some areas.

'In the hotly contested
Fifth Councilman District,

'where John D'Angelo is challenging
incumbent councilman Al Brusco,

'early returns show Al Brusco
with 11,730 votes

'and John D'Angelo
with 12,231 votes.'

- Oh, my God.
- 'And now stay tuned for other local news.'

Yay! Hooray!

What's wrong?
Where have you been?

- Hi.
- Hi.

Hold on, guys.
Hey. Hey, cut it.

There's Dad, over there.

Let's go.