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(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER TV) - DONNA: Yes!

- DONNA: Who is it? - Uh, it's me, Greg Medavoy.

- DONNA: Just a sec. - (LOCK CLATTERING)

- Hi. What are you doin' here? - Hi.

Uh, I'm sorry, you know, if it's a bad time.

- May... Maybe you got company. - Are you kiddin'? Come in.

I, uh, I took a chance you'd be home. The Rangers are playin' in Toronto.

- Yeah, they're on the cable as we speak. - Ah!

- You want a beer or somethin'? - Uh, no, I don't think so.

- So. - Yeah. So.

So what a nice surprise.

I, uh, I wanted to tell you that, uh, I've moved out of my house.

I've left my wife.

- Oh, my God. - Yeah.

- Maybe I will have that beer after all. - Yeah.

- DONNA: When did all this happen? - Uh, tonight.

A couple of hours ago.

I, uh, I got a room over at the Days Inn.

- Here. - Oh, thanks.

(CHUCKLES) Mm. Boy.

You know, uh, to tell you the truth, Donna,

part of why I did it was because of these feelings that I have for you.

This, uh, sense that there's a certain chemistry between us.

I've been lying awake nights. I... I...

(SIGHS) All I think about is you.

(SIGHS)

I think about you too.

- Does... does your wife know about me? - No.

I mean, there's nothing to tell. Nothing's happened.

Donna, I've been dyin' inside.

I'm a 40-year-old man. I've been married since I was 22 years old.

You know, maybe... maybe... maybe I'm at fault,

but it... it just seems like... (SIGHS) ...my wife's not interested in me anymore.

Uh, I mean, we don't talk. There's no romance, no, uh...

No, you... you know, sex.

And... and I thought... I'm no good at lying, you know.

I... I don't want to cheat on her.

So if anything was gonna happen here,

uh, you... you... you know, uh... uh, between you and me,

I... I... I had to leave.

Boy.

Look...

I didn't mean to dump this whole thing on you like this.

I mean, nothing has happened between us.

I mean, I should probably go if, you know...

I mean, uh, you know,

- maybe you're not even interest... - Shh.

Gregory, I'm interested.

I can't...

I can't believe this.

I'm all yours, Detective.

Oh.

- Oh. Ob... - "Ob?"

Oh, boy.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

- (TELEPHONE RINGING) - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Sarge, I'm Sharon LaSalle.

I'm gonna be working upstairs in the Squad.

Welcome to the lovely Lower East Side, Detective.

- Upstairs straight ahead. - Thanks.

- Good morning. - Yes. Hello.

MALE VOICE: Excuse me.

JOHN: Excuse me.

- Are you okay? - I'm fine. How 'bout yourself?

- Fine. - Any regrets?

No. No regrets.

- JOHN: Hey, Sharon. - Hey, Johnny.

- How you doin'? Good to see you. - Good. Yeah.

Guys, Sharon LaSalle. We went to the academy together.

- Had the gun for tops in the class. - Hey.

She's gonna be with us. Comin' over from Special Victims.

This is my partner, Andy Sipowicz.

- How's it going? I heard a lot about you. - Hey. I heard a few things about you too.

Wanna meet the Lieutenant? Come on. How you doin'?

Good, um, a little nervous.

JOHN: Nah, don't be. You're gonna do great.

Lieutenant, Sharon LaSalle.

- How do you do, Sharon? - JOHN: Talk to you later.

- Yeah. - Welcome to Squad. Have a seat.

You've got a big fan in John Kelly.

- Well, that's mutual. Yeah. - You were in the academy together?

And our first detail, in Public Morals.

Good. I've put you on the same team with John and Andy Sipowicz.

- Great. - Greg Medavoy and James Martinez

are the others on that team. I'm sure John will introduce you.

Downside, we don't have a female locker room or dormitory.

We set aside the restroom outside of interview two,

and we put a locker in that interview room that you can use for now.

Well, that's fine... for now.

Lieutenant, my husband was gonna come for lunch today, if that's okay.

No problem, as long as nothing comes in.

- How's Danny doing? - Oh, he's great.

He's heading security over at the university?

Yeah, just starting. I know he's gonna miss the job, but he seems real happy.

Good.

Well, grab the desk behind Detective Martinez.

Introduce yourself, and I'll check with you during the day.

Thank you.

- SHARON: Hi. Sharon LaSalle. - JAMES: I'm James Martinez.

- She's the goods, huh? - Oh, yeah.

She ought to be. Danny Deluca's wife.

You worked robbery with him, didn't ya?

Yeah. He could work a case. And tough.

Good guy.

Just another in a long line of successful cop marriages.

MALE VOICE: Mrs. Forbes is here to see Detective Kelly.

Detective Kelly.

Oh, there you go, John, your favorite sauce head.

Mrs. Forbes.

- It's Paul again. - Come on in. Sit down.

My husband went too far this time, Detective Kelly...

and I want something done about it.

Go ahead.

FORBES: Well, last night,

ten o'clock, Paul came in polluted.

He started by attacking me verbally...

and progressed to smacking me around.

Look at these bruises.

And when I told him that I couldn't tolerate it...

he threw a bottle of vodka at my head.

Anything else?

Well, wait. What else does he have to do?

What does he have to do, maybe break my arms?

Beat my head to a pulp with the heel of a shoe?

What does it take to move you assholes?

What it's gonna take, Mrs. Forbes, is for you to see these things through.

Okay? You can't withdraw complaints.

You gotta be willing to make the necessary appearances.

Are you willing to do that?

- Absolutely. - JOHN: Absolutely.

In the last 18 months, I have taken 11 statements from you.

You have either dropped the charges or not shown up at the arraignments.

This time I want you to call him up

and I want you to let him know exactly what's gonna happen to him.

Is this in addition to or instead of arresting him?

He is terrorized of you people.

If you tell him, he'll straighten out.

Then I won't have to drag the messy bastard through the courts,

- and everybody will be happy, all right? - Here we go. Come on.

- FORBES: What? Go where? - JOHN: Let's go. Let's go.

I don't know where you're going. I'm gonna go back to work.

- FORBES: No, you can't do this. - Come on, you gonna go.

Let's go, come on.

You won't get help with your alcoholism,

and you won't go through with the complaint.

- How am I gonna help you? - Look, if you don't call my husband,

I'm gonna start screaming right here.

If you want to embarrass yourself, that's your choice.

I'll call an ambulance, they'll psycho you,

and you'll spend the rest of the afternoon in a straitjacket.

Whatever happens to me is on your head.

- JOHN: Fine. - Fine.

Get your hands off of me! These stairs are not maintained.

- Hey, John. - Hey. She's inside.

- Incoming civilian for you. - ANDY: Hey, look who's here.

- Danny. Yeah. - DANNY: Hey, Andy. How are you?

Yeah, good. Good to see you, man.

- DANNY: Hey, Art. Good, really good. - How you doing?

- There's your lady. - Thanks.

Hi, sweetie.

- So tell me about the Chancellor. - Seems like a really nice guy.

- Says he wants to meet you. - SHARON: Oh, well.

- I'll be sure to wear my cap and gown. - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Don't crack so wise.

They've got a great setup on employees accessing the school,

and spouses and children too.

Well, I don't think I'll be taking any courses too soon,

and, um, they might look strange at little boys,

six and eight, applying for college.

I'm saying down the road.

It's a great tuition setup and so forth, really.

Anyways, um, I'm gonna like it.

He liked my ideas about security down in the physical plant.

I mean, it's gonna take a little settling in,

I'm not that crazy about my sergeant.

Well, he's probably having lunch now with his wife,

complaining about his new boss.

- Hey, I'm a boss now. - (CHUCKLES)

- And I am gonna audit some courses. - Good.

- Italian art, I'm gonna audit. - Good for you.

And I'm gonna take you over there and we're gonna see the real paintings.

And then I'm gettin' fresh with you in one of those canal boats.

You got any cash on you?

- Call in a robbery in progress to 911. - You got a phone?

Don't jump these guys till I get out there, Danny.

Yeah, this is Detective LaSalle, 15th Squad,

- robbery in progress. - Put your hands on the dashboard! Police!

Check cashing corner. Ninth and Stiverson.

DANNY: Drop it! Drop it!

- Danny, watch out! Oh... - MALE VOICE: Oh, my God, no!

Two white males in ski masks.

- (TIRES SCREECHING) - MALE VOICE: See that?

What happened?

I'm sorry. I... I thought that you were involved.

- That's okay. That's all right. - I had the wrong getaway car.

- See if anybody's hurt inside. - Help! Help! Please! Somebody! Somebody!

- My boss is dead! He's dead in there! - Is anyone else inside?

One... one of the robbers and my boss.

They shot each other. They're both dead.

- (SIREN BLARING) - FEMALE VOICE: Help! Help!

I'm a detective. Call an ambulance. My husband's shot

and there's a victim and a perp down inside.

(FEMALE WORKER HESITATES)

This is, 15 Boy Baker Two. Put a rush on a couple of ambulances.

We got three people shot, two apparently DOA, Ninth and Stiverson.

- OFFICER: You come with me. - DANNY: VC9. VC9.

- is the first... - You're gonna be okay.

- You're gonna be okay. - ...is... is all I got on the plates.

VC9 is... is the first three... three pieces on the plate.

Okay, you're okay. It's not bad. It's not bad.

Maybe... maybe give it to the radio car, Sharon, 'cause...

- 'cause you're all upset. - Yeah. Okay, uh, uh...

VC9 is, uh, the first three digits on the plate... license plate. Okay?

- OFFICER: Got it. - You just hold on, okay?

- I'm okay. I'm all right. - Just hold on. Don't give up.

- I'm all right. - Yeah, I know you are.

- I'm okay. - Yeah.

(PANTING)

- You don't let go. - I love you.

I love you. You don't let go.

You come on. You don't let go.

You don't let go.

I want no problem with unmarked cars, Inspector.

- I want enough equipment. - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- No, he was DOA at the hospital. - (SIRENS BLARING)

He died in the ambulance. All right.

- DONNA: Hi, Detective. - ANDY: Thanks, Donna.

- ANDY: You want a cup of coffee? - JOHN: No, thanks.

- Anything off crime scene? - Uh, just the shotgun.

Um, we’re workin' to get the prints off that now.

Checking the surveillance tape at the check cashing place.

Andy's talking to the guy who was double-parked.

Says it all happened too quick for him.

But we're takin' him through it. Gonna show him some photographs.

What about you?

I got Robbery Intelligence checking for similar patterns.

They're gonna bring those cases over right away.

Auto Crime's working on that partial plate Danny gave us.

- (TELEPHONE RINGING) - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Sharon called.

When she's done at the hospital, she's comin' back over here.

Let's reach out to Narcotics and the DEA.

Okay. We're already talkin' to our stools.

James, check with the radio dispatcher.

Make sure he's getting the partial of the getaway car

over the air citywide every 30 minutes.

- Okay, Lieutenant. - ARTHUR: Okay.

- He'd been off the force, what, two weeks? - Two and a half, she said.

- How old are his kids? - Six and eight.

All right, let's go to work.

15th Detective Squad. One moment, please.

Detective Medavoy.

Line two.

DONNA: Hi. I'm back.

Hi.

Look, uh, this isn't a good time to talk right now.

We just had an ex-cop killed tryin' to stop a robbery.

No, I... I can't. Not tonight.

Marie, come on.

What, you think I like this?

You think a 40-year-old man likes living in a hotel room?

- You think I don't miss my family? - 15th.

Look, I can't have this conversation now. I can't do it. I can't...

I'm gonna have to call you back, okay?

Okay, bye.

Have a seat.

Detective Kelly, Mrs. Forbes.

DONNA: He'll be right with you.

Detective Kelly, if you don't mind,

Paul beat me again,

thanks to your refusal to even call him when I asked you to.

I filled out the whole form for you, and it's been typed up.

Now, this should make your job a lot easier, shouldn't it?

Let me see the form.

Okay. I'll send somebody over to arrest him right now.

Would you please not arrest him at his work?

- He is on thin ice there as it is. - Mrs. Forbes. We are gonna

pick him up where we find him. If you're not interested,

- take your paperwork back. No? - MARION: No.

No. If that's the only way you'll do it, then I have no choice.

- Okay. Okay. - MARION: Arrest the son of a bitch.

- Work on that, okay? - DONNA: Sure.

MARION: Are you gonna do it?

Yeah, I'm gonna do it.

Hey, come here. Come in here with me.

JOHN: Come here.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Come here, come here, come here, come here.

Come here.

You okay?

A man's gonna be able to see, they said, with Danny's eyes.

- Hey, that's good. - Yeah. That's good.

I wanted to ask you if you would come home with me.

JOHN: Sure.

I... I know you want to work the case.

No, I'll come home with you. When do you want to go?

Uh... well, my sister's bringin' the kids home from school.

- Okay. - I'd like to be there to tell them.

- You want to go now? - Yeah, we should. We should,

- um. - Okay.

- I don't want them to hear on the TV. - JOHN: All right. Come on.

- Let's go. - Okay, yeah.

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

Could you talk to them for a minute? I've gotta pull myself together.

JOHN: Sure.

JOHN: Let me talk to you guys right here.

My name's John,

and you're Peter.

Yeah. He's Jimmy.

- My mom says you're a cop. - Yeah, that's right.

That's how I know your folks.

- Our dad was shot. - I know.

I know.

You know, when I wasn't much older than you guys,

my dad, who was a cop just like your dad, he was shot too.

You know, and I remember when it happened.

All these cops came over to the house, you know,

and they were tellin' me how my dad died a hero.

You know, but inside me,

I just felt like he was gone, you know.

He was a great dad too.

- Yeah, he was a great dad, wasn't he. - Yeah.

You know what I did?

I thought of my dad. I was proud of my dad

as a hero and a great dad.

- You know what I mean? Both. - (TELEPHONE RINGING)

Let me let you in on a little secret.

The next couple of days around here

are gonna be really tough on your mom, okay?

They're gonna be hard on you guys too, but they're gonna be really tough

on your mom.

What I think we should do is make this as easy as possible on her, okay?

Uh, it's Andy.

I'll be right back, guys.

(TELEPHONE BEEPS)

Yeah. Uh-huh.

No, no, wait for me. Yeah, okay.

They got an ID and address off that print.

- The guy that dropped the shotgun? - Yeah. They're gonna get him.

- Yeah. You gonna be okay? - Yeah, go ahead, Johnny.

- You sure? All right. - Mm-hmm.

Hey, guys.

- You wanna be buddies? - We do.

You know what buddies do?

Buddies stay in touch and they talk about things.

Okay? You wanna be buddies? I'll tell you what we'll do.

I'm gonna give both of you, one each, my card.

That's how you stay in touch. There's a number right on that card.

Okay?

How 'bout a hug? Come here. Buddies hug, right?

- Give me a hug. - You better go, Johnny.

All right. Here you go.

So we got a deal.

You'll call me, and you'll call me.

Right? Okay, guys, take it easy. I'll talk to you soon.

- See you later. - Okay.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

LEO: Hey, take it easy, will ya? Just take it easy.

Slow down!

Don't you want us to take him down

- to emergency, detectives? - No. We got him. We'll take him.

MALE VOICE: Hey, I gotta go... I need to talk...

We got it. Thanks.

LEO: Hey, hey, hey, why are we stoppin', man? We should be gettin' to a hospital.

A cop got killed, you scumbag piece of garbage!

- (GROANS) - Now, you listen to me.

- Now, you were outside, all right? - (PANTS)

You dropped the shotgun while someone in that getaway car killed that man.

You were an accessory. Now, you want that to account for somethin',

then you'll give up the names of the guys in that car.

Hey, look, all right. If I don't go to a hospital I'm gonna die here!

- So that's a no on plan "A," right, Leo? - Hey, come on, man.

Dr. Kelly, you want to hand me my gloves there?

Hey, what are you doin'? What's goin' on here?

(CHUCKLES) I'm gonna have to operate right here in the car, Leo.

- I mean, that's your only chance here. - For God's sake, he's gonna kill me!

- ANDY: A cop died, you son of a bitch! - (GROANING)

- Now, if you want to get to a hospital... - (SCREAMING)

...and avoid some extremely painful emergency surgery,

then you will give up the names of those guys.

Okay, okay, all right! It was Curtis Perriman, was the driver.

I don't know who the other guy is, all right?

- ANDY: You got an address? - LEO: I swear... I swear to God

I don't know. Yeah, I got an address.

I'll give it up, all right? Just... just get me to a hospital, all right?

- (GROANS) - Doctor Kelly?

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - (TELEPHONE RINGING)

- MALE VOICE: I want a lawyer! - ANDY: Yeah, yeah, okay, right, yeah.

I'm askin' for a lawyer now. You want me to go out and hail one down for you?

Now, come on upstairs. We'll work things out.

Up we go.

15th Detective Squad.

Just a second, please. Detective Medavoy, it's your daughter.

Hi. Jamie? Hi, honey.

Oh, I miss you too.

(CHUCKLES) How was school?

Don't cry, Jamie. Come on.

No. No, that's not true.

No, it's not your fault. You tell your sister I said so.

I love you and your sister.

And... and... and I love Mommy too.

It's just that sometimes mommies and daddies

have to get away from each other for a while.

You know, to... to figure out their... their problems.

You know, like, uh, Kevin Appley's mom and dad.

What? Who told you that?

Yeah, well, you tell Bobby Walden that that's not true,

and it's none of his business

who Kevin Appley's mother was intercoursing.

Does, uh... does Katie want to talk to me?

Oh. Well, um...

well, tell her I love her anyway, even if she hates me.

DONNA: Uh, he's not in. I... I did leave a message though.

Uh, yeah. Maybe.

Listen, honey, I... I gotta run. I got crimes to solve.

- ANDY: Come on, asshole, let's go. - I love you too.

Goodbye. (KISSES)

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

15th.

Anybody hear me ask for a lawyer?

JOHN: You want a lawyer, Curtis? You can have one.

But I want you to take a minute, shut your mouth,

and let us tell you where you stand.

(EXHALES) That's your specialty, huh, Curtis,

takin' off these check cashing places?

You know, we looked back at one that went down last month

and guess whose mug was on the security tape.

- But that don't mean anything now. - JOHN: Your buddy Leo gave you up.

So we know you were in the getaway car. That's a done deal.

JOHN: That's done. Now the only thing you got going for you,

the only thing, is that if you were the wheel man,

you couldn't have pulled the trigger that shot the cop.

That may be good for you.

ANDY: That's if you really were the wheel man.

If we don't come up with the trigger man,

we'll might as well go with you as the shooter.

See, Curtis, the only...

the only guy who's gettin' a deal here is the wheel man.

So I can have a DA come in here in five minutes and cut a deal.

Hey, you're forgettin'. He wants to have a lawyer in here,

tell him to shut up and go on trial for cop-killing.

- Hey, wait, now. - No. No waiting.

You request an attorney, we stop talkin'.

Okay? You will be constitutionally protected.

from somethin' that could save you 50 years, Curtis,

- 50 years in the joint. - All right. Forget about the lawyer.

You sure you don't want a lawyer?

Yeah, I'm sure.

ADA Costas, I got Curtis Perriman inside who wants to deal on the Deluca shooting.

- I can't deal with him. - ANDY: What are you talkin' about?

- This guy's ready to give us a cop killer. - No good.

I heard him request an attorney before.

Well, he doesn't want an attorney.

Come in there with me. He'll tell you himself.

Detective, he can't rescind that request without counsel present.

Everything you get from him subsequently is tainted

- and inadmissible. That's right. - It's tainted, huh?

And I'm informing you that if asked in court,

I will have to say what I heard.

I'm telling you, get a lawyer with this guy

before he offers any substantive information.

This guy's got no lawyer.

He's gonna get one of them Legal Aid humps,

doesn't want to make any decisions till three weeks from Thursday.

Meanwhile, the shooter that he could give us winds up in Cleveland.

If you bring that shooter in off cooperation

this man gave without legal representation,

he will walk out of court.

Do what I'm telling you.

Get him an attorney. I'll make sure my office deals.

- (TELEPHONE RINGING) - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Detective Kelly! - Mr. Forbes, what are you doin' here?

I was released after being falsely accused by my wife.

She withdrew the charge at the arraignment.

- Oh, my God. What do you want? - I want you to see this video.

I want you to see the kind of person

- whose complaint you saw fit to arrest me, - I don't have time to see this video.

she assaults me.

You want to go on record with that,

you take it downstairs and they'll get you started.

She attacks me with a bag of ice from the freezer.

She smashes a lamp and tears the drapes

- off the front window like an orangutan. - Take it downstairs. You hear me?

What? So she can come in here and have me arrested,

but I come in with evidence, which she never had, and you do nothing.

Tell me something, Detective, she do you any oral favors?

Hey, you better stop now.

PAUL: She's done oral favors for people who did less for...

If you are not out of here in 30 seconds, I'm gonna put you in

for disorderly conduct, and I will not drop the charges.

- I'll leave the tape. - I'll add littering. Go.

That's your client, and I'd say that's pretty incriminating.

There's not a jury in the world that won't convict off that.

Well, I'm confused, Counselor.

I... I thought that we were here to discuss the Deluca shooting.

What's on the tape is a sure three-to-five.

I'll fold in the homicide that he was involved in yesterday.

No, no, no, all that you have to implicate my client on that homicide

is the uncorroborated allegation

- of an admitted criminal. - Believe me,

we can put Mr. Perriman away forever.

And I also understand that there were some ambiguities

regarding the assignment of counsel.

I want you to understand what a good package we're offering

and how small your window of opportunity is.

Hmm. Well, I wonder if you would be so insistent

- if you really believed your case. - Hey, look, his partner rats,

he's on tape using the same MO a month ago,

the getaway car is being dusted as we speak.

- We got him. - The man is guilty.

The only question is how much time he does.

You can have Mr. Perriman home before his 30th birthday,

or he does 25-to-life upstate.

Even a Legal Aid hump like you

- can figure those numbers, huh? - JOHN: Andy...

Tell me the offer again.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - (SIRENS BLARING)

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

- Hi, Sharon. How's it going? - Oh, hey, Andy. Good.

- Hey. - Hey, any progress?

Yeah. We don't know the guy who shot Danny yet,

but we're gettin' close. How'd it go with the union reps?

Not good. I get his Columbian Society benefits,

but, uh, on his pension, we decided to go with plan "B."

- Yeah. - He was only 46. We thought, uh,

take the benefits while he's still alive.

- Yeah. - We'll work somethin' out. We'll be okay.

Yeah. ADA Costas, Detective LaSalle.

- Condolences on your loss. - What's up?

- You got somethin' for Johnny? - He's recommending the package.

- I think you're gonna get your name. - Good. Good.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

- OFFICER: Police! Get inside! Get inside! - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

ANDY: Get back! Come out here! Come out here!

- Go, go, go, go! - What's wrong?

ANDY: We're looking for Donald Clayton! Donald Clayton!

- Is he your son? - He's not here. Yes!

- ANDY: Where is he? - I don't know where he is.

JOHN: We're clear. We're clear.

Ma'am, your son shot and killed a police officer.

- Oh, God, no. No... - If you know where he is,

you better tell him to turn himself in before we do.

This is the way we're lookin' for him. Do you understand, Mrs. Clayton?

- What are you saying? - I'm saying he's got a better chance

in court than he's gonna have on the street.

- Now, you get him that message, all right? - JOHN: You know where he is?

- FEMALE VOICE: No, no, I don't... - Are you sure?

...but... but he calls me sometimes.

ANDY: Now, you just let him know how we're lookin'.

(WOMAN SOBBING)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - (TELEPHONE RINGING)

What's your name, darling?

Donna Abandando.

- You're Norman Gardner, the TV reporter. - Yes, I am.

Donna, would you tell Lieutenant Arthur Fancy

I'd like to see him, please?

Well, it'd be better if I could tell him what it's about.

What it's about is between me and the Lieutenant,

but you can be sure I'm not gonna waste his time

because I never waste mine.

- ARTHUR: Can I help you, Mr. Gardner? - Yes, you can, sir.

In my office.

You know what he's doing here, don't you, Kelly?

I got an idea.

This prick we're lookin' for is gonna surrender

to that two-bit publicity junkie.

- Is this about Clayton? - Okay, here's the deal.

My guy's afraid he's gonna take a beating, minimum,

so in order to allay his fears, I want to follow him from the street

all the way through the booking process.

Now, I realize we can't be in the interrogation,

but I want to pick him up when he comes out.

I want to hear him say he wasn't mistreated.

- I want to follow him to his cell door... - That's not gonna happen, Norman.

- I don't see how you have a choice here. - Don't you?

Suppose we announce in the media you're setting unreasonable terms.

We send a message to this perp to contact some other reporter.

You're not the only hustler with a minicam in the city.

What would be your plan?

You can set your camera up on the street,

walk him to the door of the station house, wish him a nice life.

No way. This individual's putting his physical safety in my hands.

I have an obligation to make sure my promises to him hold.

You want to stay with him in his cell all night?

No camera. Just you, him and a bar of soap.

Look, don't bust my balls, Lieutenant. I'll tell you what.

You let me bring the camera inside, I'll turn him over to you personally.

You can turn him over to Detectives Kelly and Sipowicz by the front desk.

On camera, inside the building.

ARTHUR: You say goodbye at the bottom of the stairs.

- Can I interview the detectives? - If they'll talk to you.

- When do we see the man? - I think I can get him here quick.

You wouldn't have him in a truck parked down the block, would you?

I think I can get him here quick.

Kelly, Sipowicz.

(CLEARS THROAT) So, uh, what's the next Chevy Chase there want, Lieutenant?

He's gonna bring in the shooter.

He'll turn him over to you inside the front door.

- On camera. - On camera.

Keep your comments brief. Get the guy upstairs.

- When's he comin' in? - ARTHUR: Anytime now.

- Can I call Sharon? She wanted to be here. - Go ahead.

NORMAN: This is the front desk area of the 15th Precinct.

In a few moments, you'll see me walk out this door

and return with the most wanted man in New York City,

accused cop killer Jimmy Clayton.

Mr. Clayton, who claims he is innocent,

fears for his life at the hands of the police.

He's told me the only way he believes he can safely give himself up

is with my help and under your watchful eyes,

so please stay tuned.

Cut. Excuse me, fella.

Detectives, uh...

I'm Sipowicz, he's Kelly, in case you want to insult us by name.

Guys, there's certain things I have to say to satisfy my viewers.

They tend to dislike cops. Today's just your day in the barrel.

Personally, I think you're doin' a terrific jo...

You wanna bring him in anytime soon?

Bring him in.

So, uh, Detective Kelly, this is your case, right?

Yeah. We all worked on it.

Listen, uh,

you guys want to get some pictures of the three of us together

for your families later, it's no problem.

And people say you're an asshole.

Yeah, you ready?

Bring him in.

My assistant has just turned Jimmy Clayton over to my custody.

Mr. Clayton, you're accused of killing retired detective Daniel Deluca.

- Did you do that, sir? - CLAYTON: I didn't kill nobody.

They need a scapegoat.

I'm poor and white,

and ain't nobody gonna stand up for me, and they know that.

JOHN: You're under arrest. You hear me?

ANDY: You have the right to remain silent.

- You have the right to an attorney. - CLAYTON: You're damn right I do.

JOHN: If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed to you.

NORMAN: Detective Andy Sipowicz, did you tell this man's mother, quote,

"Jimmy would do better taking his chances in court than on the street," end quote?

- Quote, "Nope," end quote. - JOHN: Here we go.

NORMAN: Mr. Clayton and his mother both took this to mean

he might be killed in the street by police

before he could turn himself over to authorities.

How do you respond to that, Detective Kelly?

JOHN: Mr. Clayton's being arrested for the murder of a man

during an armed robbery.

NORMAN: Well, now, you agreed to be interviewed.

Now you're running away from some tough questions.

Let me ask, do you also intend to break your promises

regarding Mr. Clayton's physical safety?

Nobody made you any promises about your safety, scumbag.

Now, why don't you get out of here. You sucked enough blood today.

Cut.

JOHN: All right. Turn to the side.

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

Did you ever think you were that ugly, Jimmy?

How you doin'?

I asked Johnny to let me know when they got the guy.

I don't know you well, Sharon, so I hope you'll forgive me askin' you this,

You just here for a look?

Am I thinkin' of takin' the guy out?

Maybe if there weren't two kids in the picture, Lieutenant. (CHUCKLES)

Okay.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

ANDY: Hey, I said relax.

JOHN: Sharon?

Do you, uh, do you recognize any of these people?

- Hmm? That is my family. - No.

See the man holding the two kids? Smiling man? Huh?

- Hey, man, what is this? - That was my husband!

- The detective is talkin' to you. - That was my husband, okay?

You killed him yesterday. You did.

And you see these children? That is Peter and that's Jimmy.

- I didn't do it. - Oh, yeah, you did it. Oh, yeah.

And you're gonna do the time for it, you little piece of garbage.

You took my children's father.

- I have nothing to say. - You know what?

You're gonna be a really big hero in the joint.

You killed a cop.

I'm sorry it happened out that way.

(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

ARTHUR: Good night, Medavoy.

- Good night, Donna. - DONNA: Good night, Lieutenant.

Hi. Hi.

So... I hope you got stock in the phone company.

(CHUCKLES) Yeah. I've been havin' a lot of calls.

- Your family loves you. - GREG: Yeah.

- How you doin' with all that? - Awful.

Are you going back?

She says she...

she really wants to try to put things back together, Donna.

Marie says she really wants to try.

She says that, uh, I didn't give her a fair chance,

that I didn't express myself how unhappy I was.

I mean, uh, I know I got problems in that area.

You know, sayin' what's on my mind.

- Not with me. - Yeah. (CHUCKLES)

Not so much with you.

Anyways, uh, with the kids and all, um,

I figure I owe it to 'em to give it a shot.

- (SIRENS BLARING) - Okay.

You know, I'd hate for you to think

that I was lying about leaving home and everything

just to get you in... in... in...

- Bed? - Bed, yeah.

I don't think you lied.

But you got to understand, Gregory.

There's no way we can see each other, romantically,

if you're back with your wife.

- I know. - I did that once with a New York Ranger,

and I swore, "Never again."

I understand.

You may be the best thing that ever happened to me, Donna.

Good night, Greg.

I'll see you tomorrow.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- GREG: Good night, Andy. - I'll see you, Med.

Hey, listen, uh, I hope you weren't talkin' to that guy

- without his legal representation present. - They wanted a deal.

- You didn't give 'em anything. - I didn't give 'em dick.

I wasn't squeezing your shoes, Andy. I didn't want your case to go away.

Oh, you had a point there. I mean, I'll sometimes overlook the niceties.

- Listen, you hungry? - Yeah.

Tough. Come on. I'll take you out to dinner.

- Come on. - (CHUCKLES) Thanks.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Kelly. - SHARON: Yeah.

(DOOR CLOSES)

- You okay? - I'm gonna be okay.

- I know you're gonna be okay. - Yeah.

You know, when, uh... (CLEARS THROAT) ...Danny was alive...

I always felt how he loved me.

I felt it even when we weren't together.

Carried it with me all the time.

I mean, I'm my own woman, you know. I know who I am, and...

it wasn't like Danny's love made me anything I wasn't.

But, um...

it made me feel very, very good.

And I still feel that now.

I still feel his love for me.

And that's gonna make me strong for the boys and doing what I gotta do.

But the thing is, um...

I'm not gonna have Danny with me.

At the end of the day,

I'm not gonna have him to hold me, you know, and, uh...

that's, uh... that's gonna be very hard.

Would you drive me home and, um, look in on the boys?

I would absolutely drive you home.

- Thanks. - (DOOR KNOCKS)

(DOOR OPENS)

Excuse me. There's a woman here, Detective Kelly. She's incoherent

- and she's asking for you. - I wanna see you now.

Give me a moment.

No, you are not gonna talk to me. I don't have the time.

What you are gonna do is sit over here on this bench

and wait till somebody gets to you, okay?

Sit right there and wait.

There you go.

What's goin' on with your arm?

Just a flesh cut. Stopped bleeding.

- You up for a short wait? - Yeah. I gotta make a few calls.

Okay, thanks. Okay, Mrs. Forbes, come on.

I want to hear it. Please. Sit down.

Right there.

I can see by your eyes you already know it's about my husband.

Hey, tell me what happened.

(LAUGHS) You know us, Detective.

Always fighting. (SNIFFLES) Like two bobcats in a bag.

(SIGHS) Then we made up.

We would drink and make up.

Always.

I told him...

I told him, I said...

"Please... (SNIFFLES)

"...don't listen to the news radio.

"When I'm watching the tape machine."

- I distinctly told him, and he ignored me. - Okay. Mrs. Forbes, tell me what happened.

And I said to him...

I said, "You're gonna have to answer to me."

(SOBS) And he never did.

(SNIFFLES) And I stabbed him in the back of the neck with a knife.

- (SNIFFLES) - How bad did you stab him?

Oh, bad.

Very bad.

He died on me, the son of a bitch. (SNIFFLES)

Okay, I'm gonna send a radio car over there to check it out. Come on.

- Okay. - We'll go in an interview room. Come on.

Come on. I... I saw you looking over here.

- JOHN: That's enough. - (MARION SNIFFLES)

- You know, you think you're better... - JOHN: Come on. That's enough. Let's go.

- ...than I am, but you're not. - JOHN: Mrs. Forbes.

- You see, I loved Paul, and he loved me. - JOHN: Mrs. Forbes,

- that is enough. That is enough. - We had something. Now I have nothing.

I don't know what I'm gonna do without him!

- You understand me? - (MARION CRYING)

I, uh...

Sure.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)