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(indistinct conversations)

(clears throat)
Did you see anything, ma'am?

Wish all the junkies would be dead.

Listen, what's that foam on her mouth?

Some kind of seizure.

Tell the lab I want
to see a tox scan ASAP.

Hey, hey, come here.

Hey, what's the beef? I'm going to work.

-A couple of OD's
-Got a gimmick on you, gypsy?

Aw, man!

Hey, that's a brand-clean binky.
That's how I keep from infection.

What's that crap on their mouths?

The cats did themselves.

Hey, man, let me go.

I just got a job.

Yeah, right. Well, you write
when you get a promotion, huh?

-(exhales) Get that lab work.
-Right.

STAN: Item five.

Ongoings and undercovers.

Oller and Echeveria are countermen

at Black Frank's Sandwich Oasis,
116 and Jefferson.

LaRue and Washington continue theirs

at Sylvestri's Emporium of Tattoo.

Six: pairings.

Breem's got the flu.

Yo, Renko, what do you hear from Bobby?

He's still down home.
His daddy's funeral is this morning.

Seven, a hooker's sweep, Dekker and 136.

-(jeering)
-Oh, come on, Sarge.

Move them again. Division wants them
back off the major thoroughfare.

Then they move right back Van Buren
where they were last month.

Musical whores.

(laughter)

Eight, as regards
yesterday's city council interpretation

of reg 333-C.

Ah.

"The council has decided
that all precincts,

as well as fire, sanitation,
human services,

and other city-government facilities,

are to be considered public places."

Now, that means...

That means that there's gonna be
no smoking in this building

except in sanctioned areas
specifically designated.

Oh, gee, I hope Dad doesn't catch me.

I won't get the car this weekend.

Violators are subject to a $50 fine.

-Hmm.
-STAN: Now, look,

I'm gonna allow it in the lavatories,

and we're gonna cordon off
a special smoking section

over by the canteen.

Now speaking personal,

I'm for anything
that helps people to cut down.

And that comes from a former
pack-and-a-half- a-day man.

Last, on a happier note,

Mick Belker and bride phoned.

They asked me to thank everybody

for the flowers
that we had delivered to them

up at the lodge.

-(cheering)
-Okay, okay, that's it.

Let's roll.
They're getting away out there.

-(chattering)
-Oh, wait a minute!

Wait a minute. One more thing.

Uh, Section C, this AM's Tribune.

the captain's picture addressing
the Monsignor Keller dinner last night.

-(chattering)
-Okay, that's it. Let's roll.

(indistinct conversations)

(telephone rings)

A nice-looking fella addressing
the local power structure last night.

(chuckles) Yeah, well, I told them,

"more cops on the beat,
less crime in the streets."

-Catchy.
-Then I launched into real clichés.

Frank, if you got a moment, could you
witness my mortgage signatures?

-Sure. I'll be in the office.
-Great, thanks.

Progress on the tattoo undercover fellas?

Oh, yeah, we're all caught up
on our National Geographics.

-So far the creep's a no-show, Lieutenant.
-What's the idea?

He does a robbery, then he gets a tattoo?

Knocks over a drugstore, gets high,

comes in to get a tattoo.
That was our information.

We're gonna give it two more months,
then we're out of there.

-Uh, Sergeant?
-Yeah.

Can I talk to you
about this no smoking thing?

What is it, Ms. Patterson?

It's just the fact
that I don't ask for much.

-I just do my work, right?
-Right.

But I really resent
being persecuted, all right?

It's like Russia. I smoke cigarettes.
That makes me a second-class citizen.

I don't know whether they got no smoking
in Russia or not.

Sarge, I'm taking
an hour of personal time.

Right. You could smoke in the jane,

or you could go over there
in the smoking section.

Oh, great, the ghetto.

(sighs)

(coughing)

Oh, you guys are disgusting.
You know that?

-So go to bat for us, Lieutenant.
-Why?

So you can secondary-smoke
years off my life?

(coughs)
You know what's in those things, huh?

Nicotine. I'm an addict,
and I deeply love it.

You ain't gonna deeply,
deeply love it so much

when you cough up something,
and you realize it's your lung.

-Hey, give us a break, Lieutenant.
-A break, huh?

You wanna hear about the break
the guy next to me in the hospital wanted?

Terminal emphysema.

He used to lie there going,

(panting) "Please, Lord, kill me.
Please, Lord, kill me."

I know kicking's hard, but it's worth it.

Believe me. I did it.
I got the lungs of a Sherpa now.

But, hey, you want to kill yourselves--

-I'll tell you what'll kill you, fire!
-Run away from the truth.

-(shouting)
-Oh, sure. That's the easy way, yeah.

You smoke in bed, you fall asleep,

and, all of a sudden,
you're a barbecued sparerib.

Hey, hey, fire!
Hey, there's a fire in there!

WOMAN (on radio):
Dispatch. We have a 9-11.

-Armed robbery in progress.
-(sirens whooping)

See Surplus Store,
corner of People's Drive and 124th Street.

(theme music playing)

(cheerful music playing)

(siren wailing)

I'm pretty good at science.

In biology this year I cut up a frog.

Some people got sick, but I like
studying about organs and things.

Did you make the frog's leg twitch?

With electric current.

Your science laboratory's good.

-Lucy and me looked around--
-Lucy and I.

I've enjoyed meeting you, Fabian.

But I think that Lucy and I

should have a few minutes together.

-Okay, it was nice meeting you.
-Thank you.

I hope I come to school here.

You're a very nice young man.

Thank you.

I'll be right out, Fab.

Okay.

-He really is a good kid, Sister.
-What is your connection with him?

Uh, well, his father's dead

and his mother's not responsible.

She's a streetwalker and a drug addict.

Are you his legal guardian?

I'm acting as his guardian, right.

-I don't understand.
-Yes, I am acting as his guardian.

I don't mean to provoke you,
but are you saying that you have legal--

I thought I told you, Sister,
his father is dead,

his mother is a junkie whore.

His grandmother can't keep up with him.

He wants to stay with me
and I'm keeping him.

I'm sorry, but I'm afraid
under the circumstances

we can't even consider
Fabian's application.

Application must be made
by the parent or--

-It's always been the same.
-I'm sorry.

St. Mary's always had too many rules.

I could never breathe here.

Lucille, I think
you're getting overwrought--

I'm not overwrought, Sister.
I'm trying to get the kid in school.

That's not gonna happen here.

We're out of here.

-Don't forget to have lunch.
-I won't.

Maybe we can get Joe to come over
and have dinner tonight, huh?

She didn't think I was smart enough?

Malarkey. She thought you were great.

It's just some problems

about transferring mid-semester.

You got to handle this careful, Norm.

I don't even know if I'm gonna be--

I was upstate with this kid.

He misunderstood an event up there.

I think he's got
certain suspicions about me.

What do you got?

It just so happens he was incorrect
about what happened.

Come on, huh?

So he approaches me
on the street yesterday.

He dropped in from Seattle with a pal.

They're talking
about moving six lids of junk.

They want five large.
A hundred if it makes, all right?

No, listen, Norman.
Wait. I examined the stuff.

I wanted to give you a full evaluation.

It's synthetic.

I think the partner took a lab down
and didn't tell Bobby.

Bobby's telling me,
"Oh, it's righteous, Sidney.

It's easy four-step."

Norman, you want to step on
this stuff four times,

anybody who looks at it
is gonna fall over.

Is it possible any's on the street?

Yeah, he might be moving some
for walking-around money.

Stay here. I want to see my captain.

Norman, it's synthetics.

It's now. It's trendy.

Is there any possibility
we can go more than a yard?

-A deuce.
-Oh.

Always ask.

In regards
to this no-smoking reg, Captain,

-just to bring you up to speed--
-It's a pan.

It's causing a lot of civil disturbance
amidst the men,

pitting man against man, etcetera.

Plus I understand that on the street
we're getting a lot of calls on this.

-We catch them, Stan. We don't cook them.
-In other words, the reg gets enforced.

It's an ordinance, a law.

-What about in-house violations?
-Try three warnings per individual.

-Yeah, okay.
-Norm.

Yeah, can I get to our flash money,
Captain?

I got a line on some designer dope.

We only have about 650 bucks.

That's okay. That'll make it.

-What are they asking?
-Five grand.

Hey, I'll give them the Buntz showcase.

-Which would be?
-A Mexican bankroll. A newsprint sandwich.

Captain, if we have
to go through Division,

they're gonna yank our chains for a week.

I think the stuff's
maybe already circulating.

-This morning's ODs?
-That's a strong possibility.

The sellers don't know what they got.

They're talking four steps here.

The junk could be heroin times 60 or 80.

-Backups.
-Lots of them.

(telephone rings)

So, how did Fabe's interview go?

I got to pull myself together.

What's the matter?

I guess I think
it's gonna be like last time.

Go through all that bureaucratic mess,

and then find out
I'm not gonna be able to keep him.

I've just been pretending
like I don't have to do anything.

Just take it easy.

Hey, Stan, can I have
a clarification if you will?

Now, would a pipe
and/or any other non-inhaled instrument

be included in this--
in this no-smoking business?

Pipes are included.

Oh, Judas,

next it'll be gun control.

(telephone rings)

Busting me for dating?

You ought to be busting her
for kidnapping!

-Shut up.
-I talked to my mother

last night in Raleigh.

Said Fabian come to stay with you.

-Come on.
-She got my son!

-Come on.
-She got my son! Ask her if she--

Okay, I want to talk to her for a minute.

(indistinct chattering)

(telephone ringing)

Now, nobody kidnapped Fabian.

He came to see me.

And now you're keeping him.

What do you care, Mrs. Dewitt?
You could have stayed with him.

You could have stayed clean.
You picked junk.

You don't think I care about him?
Why do you think I call there?

Fabian says you call his grandmother,
ask for bus fare to come back.

She wires it to you,
then you spend it on dope.

Maybe that's what you were doing.

-What do you want to do with him?
-Well, he's gonna live with me.

-He's gonna go to school.
-Ain't! Unless I say so.

Miss Dewitt, I'm not backing down
like last time.

I'll have him go and stay
with his grandmother.

-The court won't give him to you.
-Why are you doing this? What do you want?

You want Fabian?

You better take care of me.

You take care of me, I'll let him go.

You gonna take care of me?

Thanks.

Hey, what's the story?

Lucy, you got backup on a 211.

Are you all right?

Let's go.

(telephone ringing)

So, what did she want?

She wants to sell him to me.

(indistinct conversations)

Reggie was your dad?

Yeah. Yeah, he was.

He used to go with you
and buy candy in the store?

(chuckles) When he had money, sure.

Um, some days, Mikey,
he didn't have money.

I liked your dad.

Hey, champ, how about grabbing
some of those cold cuts

before they're all gone, all right?

Come say goodbye to Mr. Birdwell.

Oh, Mr. Birdwell. Mighty fine ham, sir.

Thank you.

Oh, Bobby, you got a second?
There's somebody I want you to meet.

Mrs. Bethel,
couldn't it just wait one second?

It won't take long.
Otherwise, she's leaving.

Renee!

Come here, sweetheart.

You remember Bobby Hill, don't you?

Bobby, this is my daughter Renee.

-Hi.
-Hi.

No, not Becky's sister!

You mean the little fireplug, Renee Bethel
from across the street? Wow.

(chuckles)
You know, the last time I saw you

was at some all-city basketball game.

You scored so many points.

I remember
you got a big trophy at the end.

And then you went out
with my big sister, Becky.

-How is she?
-Becky?

-Mm-hmm.
-Married, two kids.

-And you?
-(laughs) No, I'm still in school.

(sighs) This is unbelievable.

The last time I saw you,
you were seven years old.

(chuckles)

The kitchen is stacked up with trash.

Could you make a run to the dump?

Oh, sure. In a minute.

It's all right. I was just leaving.

You look great.

-Would you like some company?
-Yeah, sure.

Come on.

(siren wailing)

I don't believe it.

She wants money to make you his guardian?

(exhales)
That's got to help your case, Lucy.

If anything, it proves she is unfit.

What do you think?

-Maybe.
-All you got to do is

go to the foster authorities
and tell them what she said,

and it's got to strengthen your case
for getting Fabian.

It might.

When are you gonna do it?

When are you gonna tell them what she did?

I don't know.

(siren wailing)

(horn honks)

(indistinct conversation)

WOMAN: Ladies and gentlemen,
back away, please.

He hit him with no reason.
We had already given him the money.

He hit him like this
with the butt of the gun.

-You got the primary covered?
-Yeah.

-We're gonna take perimeter.
-Good.

-You're starting to worry me now.
-About what?

Because I think you're thinking
about doing what his mother wants.

Excuse me, ma'am. Did you see
what happened down there?

-Yes, I saw the man run away.
-Well, can you give me a description?

-How about that?
-Yes.

-Am I wrong?
-He was--

Just a second. Joe, why don't you take
care of this gentlemen right here?

Just tell me if I'm wrong.

-So how well did you see?
-I saw his face.

He was a white guy with scraggly hair,

and, um, tall.

A leather jacket.

I'll check the wire.

Yeah, yell up what I'm saying
if it's working.

-Coffee?
-Thanks.

Be right back.

Oh, cream, please.

Oh, I don't know.

Somebody's mama spoiled him.

I was her favorite little boy.

-You feel it, don't you, Terr?
-Feel what?

This tremendous sexual buzz between us.

(chuckles) You got a head injury.

We can't till the undercover's over.

-Can't what?
-Make it.

No matter how much we both want to,
not till we pop this dude and close down.

Company rules.

What happens when the girl says yes?
Do you head south?

Mm-mm. Definitely not.

I wish your friend weren't here.

Yeah, Neal hasn't said anything.

I hope the batteries ain't dead.

If you need them,
I got some in a vibrator.

Shame on me for what I'm thinking.

NEAL: Shame on me for what I'm thinking!
(laughs)

It hasn't changed that much.

Dossier's changed totally.

The ice cream isn't homemade anymore,
and singles cost 35 cents.

-I don't remember singles.
-They didn't have singles

when you were growing up?
(laughs) You are a lot older than me.

(laughs) Oh.

Dossier's singles
with the licorice inside?

(laughing) No.

So, where are you nursing now?

Mt. Hope.

But I have applications
in for schools up north.

Sure wish you'd come
to my neck of the woods.

-I applied to Mercy General.
-No kidding.

It's, like, second on my list.

(laughs)

(chuckles)

Renee, um...

What?

I really like you.

I like you, Bobby.

What?

Now if you're gonna say that I'm so young.

I'm too young, the little girl
who was your fire hydrant,

-or whatever that was that you said.
-(chuckles) Fireplug.

Well, whatever it was.

Uh-huh.

This is unbelievable,

and on the day of Reggie's funeral.

Plus the girl next door.

Across the street.

The description coming in
on this liquor store 211

are matching our pharmacy thief, Captain.

Maybe he's branching out.

Better notify Neal and J.D.
They may be getting some business.

-How are we doing on the smoking?
-Pretty good on compliance,

but I wouldn't say
the working atmosphere was so great.

Back in an hour.
I'll be at division chief's office.

Right.

Oh, Lucy, there's a pross
waiting to see you.

Dewitt?

Garden level.

-That is completely illegible.
-What?

Under "purpose of disbursement."

"Drug buy." You can't read that?

I'm not paid to be a translator.

Hey, how about signing out the flash money

and save the stone crushing,
huh, Miss Patterson?

You are just what I need today.
Exactly what the doctor ordered.

First these moron smoking regulations.

That's a violation.

I don't care.

(clears throat)
Just give me the buy money.

-Aren't you gonna bust me, Lieutenant?
-Give me the dough.

Come on, Mr. Big shot.

Come on, Mr. Never-Calls-Back.

You're lucky I'm busy.

Oh, Frank, come in, come in.

Chief.

You're a gifted man, Frank.

Let's sit over there.

You know, if I help a senior citizen
across the street,

sit, sit,

the next day the papers say,
"Daniels elbows old people."

Whereas you make an openly
partisan speech--

We're talking about the Keller dinner?

I've gotten a very attractive offer
from the private sector, Frank.

I wonder if you'd consider
shutting up long enough

for my recommendation that you succeed me

not to look like a cave-in.

Surprised?

Well, I didn't exactly walk in here
expecting this.

I think the combined support of Daniels

and the reformist dilettantes

would come pretty close
to foreclosing Ozzie's options.

Certainly food for thought.

Food for thought?

Frank, I'm offering
to endorse you for chief of police.

I wouldn't think that two weeks
of radio silence is too stiff a price.

I'm very grateful, Chief,
but I don't know if I want the job.

My God. They got to you.

Nobody got to me. I'm just not--

It's all there in black and white,
isn't it, Frank?

Graham Wells behind you on the dais,

-Ozzie behind the eight ball downtown.
-Whatever that's supposed to mean?

I'm making the decisions about my future.

Meaning Wells hasn't talked to you
about the mayoralty?

What are you choosing
between at the moment, Frank?

Evasion and a straight-out lie?

Yes, I've spoken to him. That doesn't mean
he wants me to run for mayor

or that I would if he did.

It doesn't mean I'm not interested
in being chief of police.

I just have a lot to think about.

Think about it, Frank.

Choose what's best for you.

Give me a couple of days,
that's what I'd like to do.

It's just with all your speechifying

about the needs of the department,

I'd have thought your choice
would be a little easier.

Is the weekend time enough?

The weekend's fine.

Tell Joyce it's a lovely likeness.

Creep, stink.

Got it.

Three white guys on the street, fellas.

Move out. Stuff looks good.

Uniform's on a 3-block circuit.
Give us a little lead time.

Fine.

Remember, the money's short.

You really got to sell the bust.

Did you hear what I said?

Yeah, I heard. The money's short.
I'm not gonna let him make a count.

-Did you hear what I said?
-Don't worry.

We'll bang you around a little bit, Sid.
They'll believe the bust.

Hey, listen.
This kid, I used to snitch upstate.

I really don't want to get made.

Here come the fellas.

Back door.

Yeah, right.

Hey, fellas.

Bobby.

Sid.

What's happening, man?

Bobby, this is my friend Norman.

And this gentleman I do not know.

This is Darnell.

Darnell. Darnell, how you doing?

Okay.

Okay.

Norman's my bank at the moment.

Your bank, huh, Sid?

What's he paying you for?

Look, let's straighten this out right now.

You contacted me.

I told you I was a little bit short.
I might have to bring in a bank.

If you don't trust me, Bobby,

maybe we should forget
about the whole thing?

Oh, I trust you,
about as much as I trust anybody.

Look, Sid said $5,000 for six ounces.

Yeah, powerful stuff.
Take a false step easy.

Let's do business.

DARNELL: Why don't you show us some money?

No problem.

(clears throat)

Put that right back in your pocket, Norm.

Bobby, don't insult our relationship.

You count the bread
when he sees the stuff.

We stashed across the street. Come on.

What's this now?

-Where's the dope at?
-Who you talking to, blood?

You sold dope to my brother last night.

Hey, bartender,
you got a problem customer.

Garbage put my brother in the hospital.
Give up the junk you sold him.

-What are you talking about, fool?
-Come on, blood, what are you doing?

What's going on?

It's going wrong.

-Should we go in?
-No. Wait.

(glass shatters)

Oh, jeez.

You guys here to do business with him?

We don't have the slightest idea
what you're--

Because I'm staying and following you.

When I find out where you hid the stash,

-I'm taking care of the dope.
-Look, you say the stuff's good.

That's the "go" word. Come on.

Norm, I'm sorry about the commotion.

I don't care how good the stuff is

because this here
is strictly amateur hour.

T's, fella.

Look, you don't have to follow us
anywhere, country,

because the only place
we're going is home.

Why don't you straighten this out
with your friend?

I'll get back to you later.

I'll try to keep him onboard.

Hold on, Norm.

Got some very professional friends
here, Sid.

(exhales)

No uniforms till he calls you in.

Big guy's in there lousing it up.

Say you're from the liquor authority.
Bust them on a disorderly.

Can we take the dealers, too?

No, they're not holding.
We'll lose the dope.

-Hey, angry citizen.
-Shut up.

I'm silent. I'm mute.

I'm only pointing out
you make this careful plan--

-That's not mute, Sidney.
-I'm expressing nervous energy.

TERRY: Pussycats don't wear underwear.

You know who I think's
getting the embroidery, Neal?

I think it's that Darla
that works Dekker on 122.

(chuckles)

WOMAN: Next time I want a mouse.

It is. That's Darla.

TERRY:
Okay, we'll put the mousy right there.

-Have him running away and looking scared.
-(chuckles)

-That's a good idea.
-Careful, babe.

What is it, Dr. Ruth?

-Look, I dig Terry.
-You think she's trouble.

She's a fence.
She's only a part-time fence.

She's different kind of folks, J.D.,
you know it.

I'm not falling for her, Neal.

We're just gonna make it.

We're gonna have
an incredibly fast and hot,

tremendously satisfying,
meaningless experience.

-Mm-hmm.
-I mean it.

If that guy would ever show up.

Fellas.

(chuckling) Oh, great. The snake.

I was afraid he might be lost.

-Ah, come on. She's a sweet little snake.
-Uh-huh.

Did I interrupt something?

No, no. I was just lying to Neal.

(knocking)

Excuse me. No parking here, sir.

Oh, um...

I'm a cop.

Hey, no kidding.

I know guys in your department.

Phil Ramsey, he's in Polk Street precinct.

Uh, Polk Avenue. I don't know the man.

Oh. Tommy Bridges?

I think he's Highway Patrol.

(chuckles) I met him at a convention
in Richmond last year.

Is that right? No, I don't know
Tommy Bridges either.

Well, look, you want to park...

(chuckles) You got to be more private
up the road a couple of hundred yards.

Road off to the dump.

Yeah, well, we were going that way.

Well, I hope you get there.

(chuckles)

(both laugh)

I guess I ought to be getting back
to my aunt's pretty soon anyway.

What? What's the matter?

You're going back tonight.

-(telephone ringing)
-(indistinct chattering)

What's this here, Miss Patterson?

This is what you bureaucrats
force people into.

Very ingenious fire hazard.
Now, take it down.

I can't stay in the smoking area

because I have to work over here.

Now, the cigarette is actually over there.

-It's only brought over here for one puff.
-Second warning.

-One puff.
-Miss Patterson. Second warning.

People selling poison
put my brother in the hospital,

and you're here hassling me?

This isn't a hassle, Otis.
You're a parolee.

If I sign this disorderly conduct
complaint, you're going away.

The other two guys in that bar
sold my brother dope last night.

-It nearly killed him.
-Did you see the sale?

-Want to make the charge?
-I know they sold it to him.

-In other words, you didn't see it.
-I was a junkie 11 years.

I don't have to be in the bathroom
to know they moved to him.

But we have to be there in order to arrest
them and get something to use in court.

So you're saying
you're trying to arrest them two?

That's police business. I'm not allowed
to discuss that with you.

I don't want to sign this complaint, Otis,

but I need to know you're not going back

to the Pine Tree Inn
and make more trouble.

I cleaned my life up. I'm trying to help
my brother keep himself clean.

He's still sick
with that stuff they sold him.

(telephone rings)

Go back to the hospital.
Be with your brother.

Let us do our jobs.

I can't find Buntz.
You working with him today?

-Yeah, he's not available right now.
-Lab report.

-Stan, you have to know.
-Yeah?

I'm helping a hooker make
her bail arrangements.

Okay.

Miss Davenport,
you have Vivian Dewitt, right?

One of my most loyal customers.

Will you do this for me? Give this to her.

It's for her bail.
I need to help her get out.

I'm gonna have to talk to her.

(telephone rings)

-Big guy's gone?
-He pretty much agreed to cooperate.

Wait. What did you tell him? You
didn't tell him it was a police operation?

No, I didn't.

Otis isn't gonna see these dealers
before we move on them anyway.

Hey, look, I got
a certain amount of exposure here.

I'd just as soon we weren't advertising
to the public.

The workup on those junkies.

This stuff's about
as healthy as an H-bomb.

"Immediate and long-term toxicity,

seizures, Parkinsonism."

Nobody said addiction is a picnic.

(applauds) Tick-tock, guys.

-We said we'd get back to them by 4:00.
-Alright, calm down.

Sure. No problem.

Okay, this is the associational part
of your sexometer chart.

You say the first word
that pops into your mind

when I say, "carrot."

Celery.

Fire hydrant.

Dog.

Chrysler Building.

DeSoto.

All of the above.

John LaRue's shorts.

Oh, God, Terry.

(bell rings)

Hey, baby. Leo's back.

And ain't he lookin' good?

Oh, yeah. Looking so nice.

And who's the dude?

Just somebody I'm buying
some equipment from.

Hey, you mind waiting downstairs?
I won't be long.

No problem.

Real good sportsmanship.

-TERRY: You feeling right?
-LEO: Oh, yeah.

And I'm gonna need
a very special 'too today

because I'm celebrating Mardi Gras
going on in my head.

Is that right?
Were you a little wild today?

Uh-huh. Very wild.

Check this out.

Leo, that is a cannon you got there.

Will you show that to some people today?

Maybe just to see the look in their eyes.

Hey, lay back.

-(sighs)
-Relax.

Maybe I give you a... mermaid

with a nice, long tail today.

Oh, I deserve a mermaid

because I've been a big boy.

Big boy with a big score.

Go for it. Come on, baby. Time and place.

TERRY: You do somebody?

Man, Leo, you gotta be careful.

Who said that I did somebody?

What's all these questions?

I just don't want you in any trouble.

You wouldn't be thinking
about dropping the dime

on a lead, would you, terry?

(chuckling)
Oh, what are you talking about?

I'm talking about a whole lot
of questions, woman.

-(pants) Hey.
-Maybe you're gonna turn me in, huh?

TERRY: Stop it. That hurts.

Okay, look. Forget it.
I was just trying to be friendly.

The hell with it.

That ain't friendly.

When are they gonna
make a yard out of me, huh, bitch?

Freeze! Police! You're under arrest!

(shot)

He's dead, baby.

Oh. Oh!

Oh! You jerks!

You shot Salome!

Are you all right? Come on, baby, come on.

Come on, Ter. We'll take him to a vet.

Get away from me! You shot her!

We didn't mean to.
We were trying to protect you.

Uh, I don't think it was John's fault,
Terry. I think it was my bullet got it.

Both of you cops, you killed my snake!

Salome's dead!

(sobbing)

I'm getting a real bad feeling.

Calm down.

(sighs)

These guys want to move their product.

If they don't show,
there's only one reason.

How did Bobby sound on the phone
when you went to reconnect?

Fine. So what?

They make me for a snitch,
they ain't exactly gonna advertise.

-Take it easy.
-Will you quit saying that?

You ain't the one
who's gonna need surgery.

All right, we're shutting down in here.

Go out the back. I'll meet you in the car.

We got that, 2202. We got a wrap here.

-Right there, Otis!
-My brother's dead.

-I'm sorry.
-Yeah, he seized up and died.

It was some kind of poison.

Synthetic heroin. Look, Otis.
What are you doing here?

-I live up here, man. Let me go.
-Hey. Look, there's nobody in there, okay?

-I say I live up here.
-I don't believe you!

-I don't believe that nobody's in there!
-Otis, damn it!

BOTH: (grunting)

Otis, you jerk. Now I gotta bust you!

I gotta bust your parole!

Hey! What is this?

What's the problem here, Lieutenant?

Ex-con with a gun.

My brother died
because those people killed him!

Look, those guys said their stash
is across the street.

See if the bartender knows
where they were staying?

I'll take care of this guy.

-He hasn't been read his rights, Norm.
-All right, I got him.

Boy, you're a slow learner,
aren't you, pal?

Come on, get up. Come on!

Let's go.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Oh, this is wonderful. Now I gotta ride
shotgun to the paddy wagon?

You don't understand.
I'm in trouble, Norm!

Calm down. Shut up, huh?

You're gonna hit me in the eye.

(action music playing)

That's your third warning here,
Miss Patterson.

What's that supposed to mean,
third warning?

You know, you got an attitude problem

as well as a health problem,
Miss Patterson.

So string me up, okay? Hang me. Gas me.
I'm a smoker. It's part of who I am.

So is a $50 fine
and a mark on your jacket.

I'm crucified. I'm bleeding.

Let's not be getting blasphemous.

It's a rule of law, Miss Patterson.

We all gotta live by it. Plus, long-term,
it might do you some good.

No, I don't have to live with it. You do.

I'm sick of this fascist cesspool.

I'm leaving, quit, gone.

(telephone rings)

White-haired old lady.

(exhales)

-(indistinct chatter)
-(telephone rings)

Jablonski. Yes, Norman.

What? Yeah, but you're okay?

I'll get out an APB.

Presumed armed and dangerous. Right.

Miss Patterson. Oh, damn it. Melvin!

Melvin, Lieutenant Buntz
just had a prisoner escape on him.

The guy was here in custody earlier.

Get his paper so we can get his name
and get out an APB.

Perp's name is Otis Foster,

-36-8-245.
-(telephone rings)

Presumed armed and dangerous.

-(telephone rings)
-Jablonski.

Yeah. No kidding?

-Yeah, well, thanks for the word, pal.
-Sarge.

City Council just reinterpreted reg 333-C.

We're not included.

Do you want me to go get Celeste back?

No. No, let her go.

She wasn't that happy here anyway.

(action music playing)

Looks like this dealer's
from your undercover, Lieutenant.

-Is that right?
-Yeah.

It's a pleasant sight, ain't it?

Is your eye okay?

Yeah. The guy, he hit me when he escaped.

-Very delicious.
-Okay.

You know, Joe,

I'll probably like public
school better anyway.

I don't think I can get used
to wearing no uniform.

I think you'd look very cute in a uniform.

A uniform don't help your looks.

-Hey, watch that.
-(laughs)

Where are you going?

Uh, ice cream. I'll be right back.

Luce, I just brought ice cream.

Yeah, but not strawberry, okay?

That's Fabian's favorite kind.

So, it's his party.
I'll be back in a minute.

Don't wreck the place, huh?

-Thanks for making my bail.
-How much?

You don't have to come on so hard.
I'm thinking about what's best

-for everybody, same as you.
-You're just thinking about staying high.

I need $2,000 cash.

-Then you can have Fabian.
-I don't know if I can get that much cash.

I ain't about to argue with you.

That's what I need to take care of myself.

Even if I can find that much,
how am I gonna know

that you're not gonna come back
looking for more?

I'll sign papers. You'd be his guardian.

Then you will never see me no more.

It better go that way,

because if you try to hit
on me for more money,

I'll make trouble for you
like you won't believe. You hear me?

I ain't deaf.

I gotta call my credit union.

I gotta think about this.

You can call me up tomorrow.
I'll let you know.

(sighs)

Let's hear it, Furillo.

There was a time
what Daniels offered me today

would have capped
every ambition I ever had.

I'm wondering if it shouldn't still.

(telephone rings)

Hello? Yeah. Oh, hi, Graham.

It was very gratifying. I didn't know
that many people still read the papers.

No, Joyce is right here.
I'll check with her.

Are we free on the 15th?

Of which month?

15th's fine, Graham.

No, she's looking forward.

Well, sure. Yeah.

Yeah. Of course. We'll talk beforehand.

Of course not.

(chuckles)

Good night.

The illustrious Mr. Wells.

The thing about Graham
is everything's "we."

"We have to start thinking about this."
We have to cultivate that."

Where are we going on the 15th?

-He wants us for dinner.
-(laughs)

What?

Nothing. It's just,
it was just the way you said it.

It sounds like he wants to eat us.

(laughing)

I have lost women
by drinking, by lying, by cheating.

I have never lost a woman
because I shot her snake.

That's the excitement of cop work, lover.

Shoot something new every day of the week.

You got an inappropriate sense of humor.

There was a deep, sensual attraction
between me and that woman.

(chuckles)
All I know is I never liked that snake.

-(indistinct chatter)
-(rock music playing on the stereo)

Well, Phantom of the Opera.

(laughs)

Oh, funny, huh? I got this silly hang-up

with trying to keep my face
attached to the rest of my body.

Quit worrying, Sid.

Your two pals are off the roster.

Bobby and Darnell? What happened?

Somebody croaked them.

Would I be wrong in guessing that it was
a certain large, colored person?

Still being investigated.

Here. There's only $50 there.

Yeah, and I bet the other buck and a half

went for plane fare, am I right?

-What, are you writing a book?
-No. Lieutenant.

Lieutenant.

Excuse us, Sid.

I was just leaving.

This is a stand-up individual.

-Take off.
-Good night.

So, what's doing, Lieutenant?

Protect your man, Norm?

-What do you mean?
-All we could do was bust him.

Sid gets made, that's not good enough.

-I'm not following you.
-Don't insult me, Norm.

You let Otis escape.

D'you tell him where he could look
for Bobby and Darnell,

-or did you just hope he'd find them?
-Look.

The man hit me in the eye. He got away.

If you're asking am I sorry
these two guys are dead

and my informant's protected,
the answer is no.

-Don't do that.
-I don't care what you do

when I'm not around.

If I'm part of it,
I want to know the play.

-My mistake.
-Your mistake.

(clears throat)

If I don't get into Mercy,

I'm gonna apply to every nursing school
within 100 miles of you.

You better.

I feel like we kissed
inside a church today.

Do you know what the best thing
about Reggie Hill was?

He had a lot of faults, but...

I think he would have been happy
for me today.

(laughs)

I never felt so much like Reggie
as I do today.

-Call?
-Absolutely.

Right away.

MAN: All aboard, folks!
Train's leaving in two minutes!

All aboard!

Go. Go.

(emotional music playing)

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