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[Helicopter]

This is Bravo Point.

Give me a grid check.

Bravo Skylight set.

Eagle One is in the nest.

This is groundhog. I'm in the hole.

White Horse.

White Horse, do you copy?

10-4. White Horse is cranked

and ready to run.

Okay, gentlemen, here comes our bad guy.

At the first sign of hostility, take him out.

Franco wants this one clean.

Bravo Point, this is Bravo Skylight.

I got the client approaching the vehicle.

Bravo Skylight, give me

a positive I.D. on the target.

Hey, how you doing?

All right.

Bravo Point, this is Bravo Skylight.

It's him. One ping for acknowledgment.

[Ping]

Bravo Skylight, this is Eagle One.

I've spotted three civilians

entering from the west end of the cemetery.

Do you confirm?

Bravo Point, this is Bravo Skylight.

The civilians could be

possible hostiles.

All right, gentlemen. We know the scenario.

Everybody hold your position.

This is groundhog. I got the civilians in my sight.

Groundhog, stay with the client.

Uh!

[Gunshots]

Aah!

Uh!

Right here, right here!

Ah!

Uh!

Ah!

Entirely too sloppy, gentlemen.

Check the client and bag the garbage.

Pull back to rendezvous.

Shit.

This is need-to-know basis only, Buchanon.

No one's to be informed of anything

unless first cleared through me.

I know the routine, agent Harris.

Good.

Is that all?

Yeah, that's all.

Uh-huh.

And that's what it looked like?

You sure?

Uh-huh. Hey.

Oh, yeah, sure.

Who is that, Cap?

FBI agent... nothing to do with us.

What was all that with Ernie?

He claims he saw a hit in the cemetery on 3rd.

A hit? That how he described it?

Yeah. He said something about arrows

and a big hunting knife.

Now we got Indians out there killing people, right?

I told him to crawl back in his bottle.

What about a description?

Body? Anything?

He was crashed out on a grave,

so he couldn't see much.

What was that on your pad?

Oh, that. He claims that he saw the killer's tattoo...

A pregnant dog howling at the moon.

No, no. Barking seals.

Naval special forces... Seals...

That's their signature.

So, somebody pissed off a special forces retired.

O'Conner, don't give me grief about this.

Query the military.

Have a cruiser take Ernie to check it out.

[Gunshots]

Harly!

Cordell, what the hell?

I've been all over the base looking for you.

Your flight to New York won't wait.

Won't need the ride, Deac.

I'm not going.

What? What does that mean?

What does it sound like?

I've got some business to take care of first.

Did I miss something somewhere?

This came in last night from L.A.P.D.

If you don't have this surgery, Harly, you...

"Special forces..."

Well, I guess I know better

than to try to talk you out of this.

How will you find him?

He's like trying to find a shadow in the dark.

I'm not stopping till I get him.

The operation will have to wait.

How can I help?

I might need someone here to cover me at the base

in case anybody calls.

You got it. Anything else?

No. That's it.

Don't worry, Deac. I'm going to be fine.

I want the expended ammo replaced by tomorrow.

You got it.

Hey, Martinez, Torres, let's go.

Come on.

Hey, Cap.

Yo.

We're ready.

You did a fine job yesterday, gentlemen.

Good teamwork.

Except next time, Bobby,

anticipate and act.

Now, what do I always say?

Action is faster than reaction.

That's right. Action is faster than reaction.

That's the difference between success and failure.

I suggest you don't mess up again, Bobby.

Be here Tuesday at 10:00

for a preliminary meeting on the D'Amato mission.

What about the money?

I'll deliver it when I receive the rest.

Dismissed.

Hey, Martinez, let's go get some beer.

Sounds good.

It's on you, right?

Yeah, right.

I'm a little worried about Bobby, Cap.

Since he come to L.A., he's been running loose.

That's to be expected. He's from the area.

If he doesn't straighten up, I'll talk to him.

Okay.

[Beep]

You know who this is. Two things...

Mr. Franco's very pleased.

You did a good job,

but you might have left a witness.

And there's been a change of venue on the other deal.

You have a meeting first thing in the morning.

What do you think happened?

We'll soon find out.

Yeah, this is Lydell.

Tell me who and where we can find him.

It's no problem.

♪ ♪

No, man...

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Check it out... White boy in a suit.

What the hell are you doing in our cemetery?

Can I help you?

Hey! Ooh!

Yo, Five-O!

Oh. Should I kill a cop today?

Do it, yeah.

Not today.

Uh!

Stupid cop.

Ha ha ha!

[Punch]

Aah!

What was that?

Please give me what you took from the detective.

Ha ha! Is this chick serious?

What's she talking about?

My mother taught me to be polite,

so I'll say it again.

Please.

That was nice.

I'll remember you were polite

when I'm doing you.

Ha ha ha!

Ah!

I'm gonna cut you.

Uh!

I tried to be polite.

Ow...

You shouldn't get so buried in your work.

Lieutenant Harly Cordell,

C.I.D.C.

Where's your partner?

C.I.D.C. doesn't always work in teams.

You did that all by yourself?

Oh, they were very rude.

Thanks for that extra set of cuffs.

No problem.

So what's the army's criminal investigation command

doing here in L.A., Lieutenant Cordell?

Didn't you fax us regarding a murder?

Yeah. So?

I was here on other business.

They sent me this to check out, too.

I'm not an idiot.

You got on a $500 silk jacket.

You show up from nowhere,

kick ass, take names like a pro.

Something's up with you, Miss Cordell.

The jacket I bought in Singapore.

It cost $85 and a pair of fatigues.

Here's a number to my superior officer... Major Deacon.

You can contact him.

As far as kicking ass and taking names,

I've had extensive training.

Relax, detective.

It wasn't me here last night.

I suppose you have an alibi for that?

I'd like to speak

with the homeless man who reported the murder.

Good luck. Ernie moves around quite a bit.

That's why I asked you. You know the streets.

Ha ha!

Yep.

So, you from around here?

Chicago, originally.

Married?

No.

Why not?

Could we stick to less personal questions, please?

Just trying to get to know you.

Like your style.

Ooh. You got...

Hey! Unless you want to lose that hand,

you won't try that again without permission.

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

It's just an old scar I'm self-conscious about.

That's okay.

Ernie usually has breakfast

over here behind this bakery.

Well, meet Ernie.

What happened?

I slapped him good, Cap.

You got nothing to be worried about.

Yeah. Yeah.

Well, dip me in pork fat!

Lydell, you ain't never gonna believe this.

Well, no one saw anything.

No one heard anything.

No one, nothing, doo da doo da.

You can put that to music in this neighborhood.

Do you think this was connected to yesterday?

No. Why, do you?

Why would anybody kill him if it wasn't?

Looks professional to me.

No offense, but kids in this neighborhood

learn to handle a knife before they're 3.

If Ernie was flashing the cash I gave him last night...

I'll take you to your hotel. Which one?

The barclay. My rental is at the cemetery...

I'll take you to your car.

I'll call a cab.

I won't hear of it. Let's get a drink.

I don't drink.

Well, then, a cup of coffee.

I'm easy.

Ha ha ha!

[Whispering] I'll bet you are.

[Knock on door]

How you doing, ray?

All right, Harris.

Here's your breakfast, D'Amato.

Oh, what have we today?

Let's see.

Pancakes, sausage...

Crap!

Fast-food joints never use garlic.

This stuff could gag a maggot.

You should know.

What did you say?

You heard me.

Let's get going, ray.

Yeah, sure. Why not?

I feel like singing my ass off today.

Good.

May 28th, second day of taped testimony

for Bartholomew "Barty D" D'Amato.

Ahem.

Good morning, Franco.

How you doing?

I guess you're wondering what I'm doing

sitting in this hole eating this garbage

instead of going home for the Memorial Day weekend.

Because I got no family to go home to no more.

You took care of that,

but I got one message for you.

This is what happens

when a moron like you rolls downhill

because guess what I'm going to tell

these nice federal boys today.

Everything.

All of it, you piss-ant scumbag.

Everything!

Uh!

Uh!

Uh...

Yeah. Oh...

Ha ha ha!

Atta girl.

Hey, babe.

Thanks for letting me use your pool.

There's a party tonight at Georgette's

if you're free.

Oh, I wouldn't miss it.

You, uh... You come and get me.

Mmm.

[Whistles]

Damn, Lydell,

that dog hunts!

She does.

How am I supposed to tell Bobby

to keep a low profile, you living like this?

I got more trouble than we can handle, cuz,

and you're playing water games with high-class pussy!

Ha ha ha!

I work hard, and I play hard, right?

If I want to rent canyon houses

and screw wannabe starlets,

that's my business.

Is that clear, Corporal?

Good.

Do... something.

I don't want Franco to think anything's wrong.

What about Cordell?

Yates, you're positive it was her, no doubt?

That was her, Cap. I checked.

How the hell did she survive?

[Doorbell rings]

That's Franco.

What are we going to do?

Don't sweat the small shit, Yates.

We'll just kill her again.

Please note that,

unlike the cerebral cortex,

each half of the cerebellum

receives from and controls muscles

on the same side of the body.

Now, tomorrow on rounds,

I'm going to want two to three possible treatment scenarios

on every case we see. Understood?

Oh, and, uh... Miss McCarthy.

Next time,

no matter how well-endowed he is,

try not to say "oh, my god"

when a male patient drops his shorts.

On the plus side, I think he, uh...

Truly appreciated the compliment.

Okay, that's it for today, kids.

We'll see you tomorrow.

And, wilbur, I want to see those case studies

first thing in the morning.

Bye.

What are you doing here?

You've got trouble, Mr. Lydell.

Such as?

Don't be coy with me.

Why is this military investigator

suddenly looking for you?

Let me assure you, Mr. Franco,

that is in no way connected to your situation,

and it's under control.

We have a more immediate problem. Carmine.

They've moved D'Amato.

Here's his new location.

We want this done yesterday.

We can't take the chance they'll move him again.

Jesus, Cap, this is the...

The original plan won't actually change that much.

We can utilize the Memorial Day weekend coming up.

It will cost more.

Vinnie.

Will that cover it?

Most definitely.

Here's a man we've owned for a long time.

He'll provide you with information...

Building plans, rosters,

whatever you need within reason.

You've hired the absolute best, Mr. Franco.

We'll handle it.

There's a new condition,

and this is not negotiable.

Things being the way they are,

we need absolute verification.

Like?

His hand for fingerprints.

Not a problem.

There better not be.

Vinnie, call and tell him

I'll meet him on the third tee.

Let's go.

I missed you,

and I can't believe

you haven't been seeing someone, Harly.

Not from a lack of offers.

More like a lack of desire.

How long are you here for?

I don't know.

Sort of an open-ended assignment.

I don't know how much time we'll have.

What are you working on?

Okay I don't want to know

or even care for that matter,

so long as we can spend a few nights together.

Oh, wait, where do you think you're...

The bullet fragment shifted?

I was going to ask... I need that refilled.

You shouldn't even be driving on this,

let alone working as an active agent.

Now, what's going on?

It's easy enough to find out.

You poking around might cause me problems.

Oh, you mean besides the one

that you obviously already have?

I've got some things I have to take care of.

Are you going to help me or not?

You know, if you don't, I'll find someone who will.

You knew I would do this

when you came here, didn't you?

Yeah. Come on.

Pick your head up.

We are dead men. We are walking dead men.

We got the cops, mob,

now this bitch ghost chasing our asses.

Are you through whining?

I ain't whining.

Good. We're going to make this thing work.

Come on, Lydell.

Pick up Bobby and drop him at the unit.

We have to reshape the charges for the new location.

Then go get Martinez and go to Cordell's hotel,

and I want you to fix that problem.

I got a bad feeling about that whole thing.

Listen, Yates, fear is natural.

It's how we respond to that fear

that defines us as men.

Now, are you with me? Huh?

Yeah. Yeah. I'll fix it.

You just... You leave it to me.

Cut that angle off, Marco!

Yeah, that's it, baby. Good play!

Dj, stay up on your toes, man, come on.

That's it.

Ugh!

All right, everybody hit the showers.

That's enough for today.

Come on, hustle it up now.

Hustle it up.

Genard, don't take the soap home.

Harly.

Hi, Grant.

What the hell you doing in this neighborhood?

Your office buddy at the V.A.

Said I'd find you here.

Who'd you bribe to get this job?

Amazing what you can do

with the G.I. bill and whining.

So, where's Bobby Tucci these days?

Harly, it couldn't have been him.

I made a mistake.

That report you turned in said otherwise.

Cut the crap, Grant.

I need to know this straight.

I was at this chichi downtown underground-type club...

The kind of joint

you can get whatever you want.

You?

This may come as a shock, Harly,

but I don't get much action anymore.

Anyway, I thought I saw somebody

who looked just like Bobby.

He walked in the club, went on upstairs.

He didn't see me,

and I didn't stick around to find out.

This will get you in.

Not once did Bobby visit me in the hospital

after I stepped on that land mine.

I can't say I blame him much.

Tucci is what he is.

Grant, if I get the shot before I go,

it's beers and steaks on me.

Hey, Cordell, if it is him and you see him,

you tell him...

You tell him to go suck on a wet doorknob.

I did fine without him.

You sure did, Grant. Absolutely.

Genard, why are you leaning against the fence

like some rock star?

Don't let me catch up with you!

What do you want, brutus?

Damn! Al Capone, give me a break here!

Get lost, dyke, before I shove

something between your legs

you can't get out!

Ooh, do tell.

Let's go, Bobby! Business!

Where are my smokes?

I'll catch you later.

No, you'll catch me now,

or your won't catch me later.

Fuck you!

With what, pencil dick?

I don't think so!

Fuck you!

What are you grabbing?

There's nothing there, Bobby!

What the hell are you doing?

We got the sky falling,

and you're shoving brain poison up your nose!

Ha ha!

Bobby, you got to get straight quick!

This is not the time to be running loose,

messing around with bitches

who ain't sure if they're boys or girls!

You understand what I'm saying? You get me?

Yeah, man.

[Gunshots]

Shit!

Uh!

Come on, Harly!

Uh!

Come on! You want some?

Come on!

Oh, shit!

Ah!

Come on!

Uh!

Ah!

Ah!

Aah!

Ah!

All right. That's my basic idea.

How long will your end take?

About an hour.

Once the charges are shaped,

the rest is a matter of making it go boom.

Good.

We done?

Yeah, for today.

Be here tomorrow for a full team meeting.

I, uh...

I could use a little extra money.

How much?

Couple hundred.

When this mission is over,

you better act like a pro, Bobby.

Or I will kick your fucking teeth in. Is that clear?

Yep.

Get out of here.

What happened?

Well, it ain't good, Cap.

Just tell me she's dead.

Where is she?

I lost her.

You lost her.

Yeah.

What is wrong with you, Yates?

Get back out there and look for her, you idiot!

Where?

Our mutual friend Mr. Franco told me to call

if I needed anything.

I have to locate someone A.S.A.P.

That's right.

♪ ♪

[Man] Oh, yeah!

Can I help you?

Go on in.

Bourbon, straight.

Hi!

I haven't seen you here before.

New in town.

Really? Well...

Hey, cute tattoo.

You should see the one I have here.

Oh!

Oh!

Come on, let's go.

Oh...

Thank you, god!

This is going to be great. You'll like this.

Do you want a big wedding?

A little wedding is okay.

I thought I'd open a tool and die shop in Wisconsin,

but I'm not sure what a tool and die shop is.

Four kids is good, but three is better.

I was thinking dogs...

You know what?

I've got to go to the ladies' room.

Will you wait for me?

Yeah.

I could get tickets to the tractor pull if...

[Shuts door]

Can I help you?

I'm looking for a ladies' room.

There's one downstairs.

Are you sure there isn't...

Hey, I said it was downstairs.

Uh!

Ah!

Sorry.

I'll find it myself.

Oh!

Oh!

Sorry.

See? I didn't want to hit you,

but you see, nobody cheats me, Bob.

Nobody cheats me, Bobby, sweetie.

Take it easy with him, please.

Back off, ho! This is mine.

Unless you want to go a few rounds.

I'll start with one round at your knee

and work my way up.

Don't wave the gun at me like that.

Wallet, please.

Thank you.

Move aside.

Stop there.

Uhh...

Where do you think you're going?

Uh!

What do you think you're doing, man?

Bitch! Damn, Bobby!

Uh!

Ugh...

Bobby, you got to cut out the fried foods.

I'm not going to pay $50 for this!

You're crazy!

Come on! Get in here!

Hey!

I thought you were dead, Cordell.

How you been?

Fine, Bobby. You?

I've been better.

My head hurts. It's been nice seeing you.

Grant had a message for you.

Grant?

Ah!

Uh! Aah!

Hey! Private Goldman

reporting for duty, ma'am!

Better put that thing at ease, soldier.

Hey!

What about the tractor pull on Thursday night?

You still want to go?

Ow! That had to hurt.

He... he don't look real good.

Hey, what's going on down there?

Nothing! He just dove right over the rail!

Hey, wait! You going back to the bar?

[Door opens]

Jesus, Harly,

what the hell happened to you?

What is it you're working on

that could possibly be more important than this operation?

Don't look at the light. Look at my finger.

I mean, without it, you're going to die.

It's that simple.

It's not that simple.

It's a dangerous procedure.

More dangerous than dying?

We both know dying isn't the worst thing that could happen.

Look, you faced this four years ago.

I took you through it then.

I'll get you through it now.

No job's worth losing your life, Harly.

It's my decision. I say no.

What is this?

Damn it.

Map grid coordinates.

Really? Ahem. What does nitro

and C4 have to do

with map grids?

Just forget about it.

Okay?

Breathe.

I told you I don't want you involved in this.

Honey, you specifically involved me in this

when you came into my office

and screwed me to get that medication.

What?

I don't like being used, Harly.

I'm not using you.

Look...

Cut the innocent crap. I know you.

I want some answers, and I want them now.

It's simple.

This is about someone

who took my life away four years ago...

Someone who doesn't deserve to live one more second.

What, you found the sniper?

Yes.

But trust me, that's all you need to know.

Fine.

Ah! Excuse me. That hurts.

Well, then take a deep breath.

Is this your subtle way

of telling me that you're angry?

What if something happens to you, huh?

What am I supposed to do then?

Oh, forget it.

You're fine.

Wash yourself up.

I've always known who shot me.

I'm listening.

My team was on R and R in Riyadh.

That, you knew.

Lydell was our field commander.

[Moaning]

He and I were... lovers.

Oh, man.

I swear to god, Harly,

if it got any better, I'd die.

Ow!

We're on R and R, Frank.

You have to wear that damn thing everywhere?

Yes, I do.

So...

Did you think about what we talked about?

Oh, hey,

I know I fucked up about it, sweetie.

It was just a crazy idea anyway.

Yeah, our shit gets in country,

you lose perspective.

You just forget I said anything.

Okay?

Better yet...

Let me help you.

[Man] Hey, Cordell, come on out!

Hurry up! Come out and get a brewski!

Ha ha ha!

Hey, Cordell!

Lydell wanted to form a private assassination squad...

With the other spec-fors after the tour.

He obviously didn't take no for an answer graciously.

That's how you and I

met over the operating table in Saudi.

Jesus, Harly.

I mean, didn't you ever tell anybody else about this?

Of course, but all of Lydell's team

was reported dead or missing in action.

No one believed me.

That's why I became an investigator.

I followed every rumor I've ever heard.

All I want...

Is to live one second longer than Lydell.

So now that you know everything,

can I borrow your car?

She had a tattoo where? Here?

No, on the other arm and further up.

Man, what a hump she would have been.

We would have plowed the back 40.

She would have wrapped those buns of steel around me...

All right, that's enough.

We'll call if we need more information.

How am I supposed to get home?

Oh, you step outside with those undies on,

somebody will pick you right up.

Funny. Why don't you think

about growing hair on your head?

Well, I guess you showed me.

Get the hell out of here

so I can serve and protect your sorry ass.

Yeah, this is O'Conner.

I'm going to need a BOLO put out

on a Cordell, first name, Harly.

She's wanted for questioning in a homicide.

If you knew the argument

that I just had with myself...

I'll be careful with it.

I don't give a damn about the car, Harly.

I just...

I don't know what to say anymore.

Say that you trust me enough

to let me finish this my way.

[Door unlocking]

Damn it, Bobby,

I know you got money here somewhere.

So touching.

Oh...

In mourning for him, are you?

Oh, great!

Catwoman's back for more fun and games.

I have to talk to you, please.

You know... Take this!

I'm telling you...

Aah!

Doesn't anyone understand "please" anymore?

Okay, okay.

It's only a few questions, that's all.

You're hurting my arm

and getting on my nerves!

Man, check this out!

Good evening. Will you excuse us for a moment?

Just for two minutes, I promise.

That's all I need.

Thanks. I appreciate it.

All I need is a simple address.

Then call the telephone company.

You don't know these guys.

They will hurt me, princess.

If you give me what I want,

I guess you have nothing to worry about.

Yeah, right, whatever.

Okay, well... I tried.

Bye.

Where are you going, Lethal Weapon?

I thought I'd leave you here

to play house with the homeboys.

Whoa, yeah!

Hey!

Hey, dirty Harriet, all right!

You just hooked into directory information.

It's a house in Topanga Canyon.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

What?

Don't touch my hair.

Hey, I'm serious.

Don't touch my hair.

Ha ha!

Jeez...

I'll get some more wine.

Don't go anywhere.

Where would I go?

I get lost so easily.

Ha ha ha!

That particular wine should be served chilled,

but you won't have that option where you're going.

I heard a rumor you were alive.

I didn't believe it, of course.

Normally, the people I kill stay dead.

Oh, Lydell, you still say the sweetest things.

You may not believe this, Harly,

but I've regretted that night

all these years

more than you can imagine.

That makes me feel so much better.

Step into the light.

I want to see your face clearly

when I blow your eyes out one at a time.

Come on, Harly,

you don't have it in you.

You never did.

This time, you're going to be dead wrong.

Hey, babe, where'd you disappear to?

[Woman screaming]

Uh!

Uh!

Oh!

Come on!

Uh!

Shit.

Uh!

[Shotgun blasts]

Move your ass! Let's go!

[Siren]

[Door hits wall]

They'll take me to jail.

You, too, for aiding and abetting.

You need to go to the hospital, Harly.

Just sew me up.

With what?

Don't you have a black bag?

Yeah, it's got golf clubs in it.

I'm a neural oncologist, not Doogie Howser.

Get me a needle and thread. I'll do it myself.

Ooh, tough girl eats the bullets and spits them out.

They didn't hit anything vital.

How do you know? You got X-ray vision?

Now, look, be still.

I can't think

with you acting like a kid who has to piss.

What are we going to do about Cordell?

First Martinez, then Bobby.

This bitch ain't stopping at two.

I can't believe you're being so

"so what" about this whole thing.

I move past things quicker than you.

Moving on is a good idea!

How about we move on out of this...

We have a contract to finish!

Jesus, Frank!

You're going over the edge, buddy.

You are fucking drunk on money!

Listen to me.

We have taken nearly a million dollars

of front money from these people.

If we don't do as contracted,

Cordell will be the least of our problems.

They will find us wherever we go.

Do you understand that?

Yeah.

Besides, no bitch determines my destiny...

Not then, not now, not ever.

Go gather up the team and bring them back here.

And, Yates, if you say anything

other than we move the mission forward,

I will kill you.

[Beeping]

Yeah. You know who this is.

I require some information on the duty roster...

Listen to me, you cop whore.

Do as I ask, or I'll talk to the man

that makes your life or your death style possible.

Do you understand me?

[Plastic crackling]

What's that for?

It will numb the area so I can stitch it up.

You always were the best field doctor I knew.

I'm sorry about this, David.

I didn't have anywhere else to go to.

You know, I still can't believe

you've kept all this from me.

I never thought I'd find Lydell.

He was a ghost

or a rumor I chased from city to city.

You know, ever since I've known you,

you've carried around an obsession to kill a man.

Never, not once did you ever mention that.

How do you think that makes me feel?

What else you got locked away in there?

Uhh.

Feel that?

No.

Too bad.

You're going to have to let this go, Harly.

I will, just as soon as Lydell is...

What? Dead?

That is what you were going to say, isn't it?

I don't want to talk about this anymore.

You know, I always thought

that maybe I loved you.

Thing is...

I don't think I can love someone

whose only goal in life is to kill or be killed.

Well, after I finish this...

I want you to leave.

Don't come back...

Ever.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

How's he doing?

He hasn't moved all morning.

Let's get his ass up.

Yo, D'Amato.

Want something to eat before we start this again?

You know what you can do?

Take your big light and your boyfriend

and go catch a bus.

I'm tired of talking into a camera,

and I'm tired of smelling the two of you all day long.

Don't bother me no more. I'm taking a nap!

Least he's in a better mood.

Real sweetheart.

These are to prevent infection.

Take two a day for 14 days...

If you live that long.

David...

We don't have to do this.

Yes, Harly, we do.

Good-bye.

All right, the charges will blow up and out,

creating diversions.

Responding emergency services will block traffic.

That's when we move.

Now, does anyone see any problems?

No.

I don't see any.

Good.

Let's go over it one more time.

Yates, bring the van to the front of the building.

[Officer] You got a copy of the Hughes file for me?

[Officer] Got it right here.

Can I help you?

No, thank you.

I was just coming to see you.

That's funny, because my desk is that way.

And you're under arrest.

Let's go.

[Man] Give me a hand with this.

All right. Who's got the chart? Who's got the ammo?

We're loaded up. We're fine.

Just lock it down.

Everybody in? Everybody got their guns?

Let's go.

Have a seat.

Told you I was coming to see you.

You were on your way

to putting a quarter in the meter?

This isn't a joke, O'Conner.

And I'm not laughing!

You're implicated in at least two homicides,

you have a gun that blows elephants away

at half a mile,

and you have the service records

from two dead special forces, one of whom...

Excuse me... One of whom was found dead in a bar

after you were seen with him.

I'm not even sure you are who you say you are.

And you expect me to believe you?

Yes.

Who in the hell would attack a police station?

I don't know. I just discovered this myself.

Well... when does this attack happen?

I don't know.

Quit jerking me off.

Why would I make up a story like that?

To quote you, Lieutenant Cordell, "I don't know."

When you come up with answers

that even remotely make sense, we'll talk.

Until then, I'll figure out

how many charges to slap you with.

You're making a huge mistake.

Yeah? Well I've done that before.

I'll live.

Where is Buchanon? I got one mother of a problem.

He stepped outside.

He'll be back in 10 minutes.

Pfft!

Yes.

Bobby, he's on his way.

Do not wait. He's on his way.

Excellent.

Make sure it's permanent.

Of course.

You said you wanted to work the night shift.

[Knocking loudly]

Hey!

I need to see officer O'Conner. Is he here?

Do you hear me?

Yeah, I heard you.

He's not in the squad room right now.

Can you find him please?

Lady, he'll be back in a minute.

Sit down and relax.

[Kicks door]

She's in interrogation

at the far end of the squad room.

You tell Franco, debt paid.

Don't be calling me again.

I'll relay the message.

You should be able to handle Cordell.

I'll do D'Amato myself.

You can handle Cordell.

Like a dead bird in heat.

At least wait till I can get out of here.

Of course.

What the hell are you...

Aah!

Let's go.

All right, folks. Watch your step.

[Ringing]

What the hell was that?

What's going on?

Hey. Hey!

Let's go, McMahon.

A bus just blew up downtown.

Wonder what the hell's going on out there.

Aah! Aah!

Whoa!

What the hell is that?

Let's go!

Freeze!

Keep your back up, guys.

Uhh!

Go on.

Straight through the back. Over there.

Go down that way.

Aah!

Down that way!

Let's go!

Ray, go check it out.

Over here!

[Wounded officer] Oh, god!

Got that covered?

Yeah. Watch your back.

You see anything?

Over here. Got Williams down here.

Go back and get an ambulance.

Uhh! Uhh!

Ha ha ha!

Whoo hoo hoo hoo!

Whoo hoo hoo!

Yahoo!

Freeze!

Ha ha ha!

Aah!

You're lucky I'm not like Lydell, Yates.

Then maybe I am like him.

Don't shoot!

What's going on?

Someone's attacking the station.

Aah!

[Footsteps shuffle]

Should have stayed at home, Cordell.

You never really cut it with the big boys.

Why? Because I don't shoot

unarmed women in bed, Lydell?

Oh...

I'm telling you, it's Franco.

Now let's get out of this coffin.

Shut up!

You don't know Franco.

Hey, Barty D!

Message from Franco.

Just like target practice.

How many holes can I get through your head

before you take one shot?

You've always been pretty good with a handgun.

I'd guess...

C'est la vie.

Ah!

[Sirens]

We got the back covered!

Reinforce the front! Let's go!

Okay we got it.

[Coughing]

[Honk honk]

Get out of the way!

What the hell...

Cordell. Shit.

I don't believe it, man.

All right, Cordell. You want to play?

Come on.

Come on, baby.

Uhh!

Waaaah!

Uhhh!

[Coughing]

[Man] Look! Look! Somebody get some help!

Did you see that?

Somebody dial 911!

Help them, man! Help them!

[Coughing]

Uhh!

Aah!

Ha ha ha!

You know Cordell,

things would have been a lot simpler

if you had joined the team when I asked.

It wasn't really the asking.

It was the way you took my answer.

Ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Go ahead and laugh.

It will all be over in a few seconds.

After all this time, and you miss?

I want you to live in hell, Lydell.

Ha ha ha!

What's the matter, Cordell?

You seem rather sick to me.

Ha ha ha!

You're a good soldier, Cordell.

It pains me to have to do this.

Especially when I think of you on your back...

With your legs up in the air.

I wouldn't mind doing you one more time.

But all good things come to an end.

Fuck!

No more fucking around, you bitch!

[Sirens]

Just one second...

Longer.

[Man] You going to stay with us this time?

How do you feel?

Dead.

Not quite, but you gave it your best shot.

Looks like the surgery was successful.

You don't, um, remember my last visit.

No.

You know, you asked me to marry you.

Yeah, right.

Oh, it's okay I, um...

I didn't say yes, anyway.

You didn't?

Nope.

Didn't want a felon for a wife.

That's all right.

As soon as I'm healed,

I'm going back to ord.

Yeah. I kind of figured that.

To resign my commission.

I'm through playing soldier.

I thought maybe you and I

could play doctor for a while.

Well, I mean, I'm not going to argue with you.

You carry a big gun.

And don't you ever forget it.