All language subtitles for NYPD Blue - S01E21 - Guns n Rosaries.sd-en

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

- (HORN HONKING IN DISTANCE)
- (SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)

- (TELEPHONE RINGING)
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Some detective I am, boy.
A regular sleuth.

Gregory, what's the matter?

The matter, Donna, is that I came upon
my wife in a compromised position

with the store manager for Roland's Foods.

That's what it took. Me seeing her
with her legs waving in the air

like a crab, for me to realize what's been
goin' on for the past 16 months.

- Gregory, you caught her in the act?
- Yeah, yeah.

See, uh, yesterday's matinee was a first.

Usually, she saw him nights
when I did the babysitting

and... and... and she was supposed
to be out with her friends.

- Holy smokes.
- Yeah, yeah.

That's... that's... that's probably why
she wanted me back, you know,

when her and I, uh, split up
those few days, yeah.

She... she... she probably wanted me back
so... so... so I could pay the bills

and... and... and watch the kids
on her nights out.

That's how stupid I am.

What are you gonna do now?

(SIGHS) I got my clothes in the car.

I can make a deal for a room
at the Worthington Square Hotel.

- That place is a dump.
- Yeah, well, it's a dump I can afford.

Sorry, Greg. Gotta pick up that witness
on the Rappaport case.

(SIGHS) Yeah, yeah. We gotta pick up
a witness for the grand jury.

DONNA: I'll talk to you when you get back.

(SIGHS) Yeah.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

- (HORNS HONKING IN DISTANCE)
- (INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

(HORN HONKS)

- (HORN HONKS)
- Damn! Move!

- Another happy citizen.
- (HONKING CONTINUES)

Driver, move!

(HONKING CONTINUES)

- What's your problem?
- I got no problem.

You gonna have a problem,
you keep makin' faces at me.

Hey, pal, if you're tryin' to louse up
my day, somebody already beat you to it.

Nobody's makin' fun of you. Why don't you
just roll up your window and calm down?

You shut your mouth, you redheaded faggot!

JAMES: This guy's unbelievable.

You want me to louse your day up?
I'll louse your day up real good!

This is gonna be a trip to night court.
I can see it comin'.

- JAMES: Gun!
- (GUNSHOTS)

- I can't get out this way.
- Come on out of here.

MAN 1: You see that, man?

The cops just blew that guy away
for nothin'.

MAN 2: What's goin' on?

MAN 3: They just shot the man in the head.

MAN 1: Did you see that?
They just killed that guy. Did you hear?

James, get on the radio.

- James, get on the radio.
- MAN 1: He's crazy, man.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(THEME MUSIC ENDS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

JAMES: It was there, man.
Right in Greg's face.

- Saw that gun point blank.
- Do you remember where the gun ended up?

Black revolver, four-inch heavy barrel.

I lost sight of it
when I came out of the car.

The gun must have been blown out
of his hand. Somebody must've grabbed it.

He's been ID'd as William Danton, 43.
He's a Waldbaum's employee.

- Still can't find that gun?
- We'll find it.

Okay, look, we're gonna have to leave
your car here.

- You and Greg come back in with me.
- JAMES: Yeah, okay.

Hey, Greg, let's go back
to the station house.

It was that little spick!
He was the one that did it.

Hey, find that mouth!
If he saw it, we want him.

Lieutenant... Lieutenant,
I figure we got ten minutes

before we go to hats and bats over here.

ARTHUR: Okay, I want some witnesses,
and I want that gun.

- Yes, sir.
- ARTHUR: Okay, let's go.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- (SIRENS BLARING)

- JOHN: Janice, let's start over here.
- (CAR ENGINE STARTS)

ANDY: Can I speak to you a minute?

Man, I ain't got nothin' to say to police.

- Did you see what happened here?
- I said, I ain't got nothin' to say.

- (HELICOPTER PROPELLERS WHIRRING)
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- JANICE: Did you see anything?
- MAN 1: Yeah, I saw it.

JANICE: Yeah, what happened?

- I mean, it's confidential.
- JANICE: It's confidential?

I could tell you,
but then I'd have to kill you.

- (CHUCKLES)
- And I'd have to help him.

- WOMAN: You didn't see anything.
- JANICE: You see the shooting?

You mean, where the cop
killed that man for no reason?

- Shot him in that face?
- Yeah, were you here?

- No, but that's what happened.
- Hey, police lady!

Why don't you come over here
and talk to me a little too?

Sure, mouth, what have you got
to say to me, huh, tough guy?

Excuse me, could you help us
with this shooting?

Man's name was Bill Danton.

- He was a customer. His wife too.
- You see what happened to him?

- I heard a cop did it on purpose.
- That's not how it happened.

How do you know what happened?
The man is dead, and he lived around here.

- You two live around here?
- Did you see anything?

- I saw what I always see.
- John, look out!

OFFICER: Hey! Clear the roof, guys!
Clear the roof!

- Get that guy!
- (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS)

(CROWD CLAMORING)

You want a part of me?
Get over here!

- MALE SPEAKER: Hey!
- (CROWD CLAMORING)

(CLAMORING CONTINUES)

JOHN: Shut up! Get back! Go! Go!

(MUSIC FADES)

Sorry for makin' you stop.
I... I never got sick like that.

Don't worry about it.

Um, I'm gonna wash up.

- Mm-hmm.
- Okay, pal.

When he's done, both of you go
to Psych Services.

- Right. Yeah.
- Okay?

Are you all right?

(SIGHS)
Yeah. If it hadn't been for Martinez...

Don't say it, Gregory.

Did you guys, uh, get anything more
off the canvass?

Uh, Airmail got a little thick.
We'll go back in a couple hours.

- How's James?
- Uh, he's just, uh...

He's washing up.
He's takin' it pretty hard.

Okay. We've gotta run this for Fancy.
We'll talk later.

Okay.

Boy, first, I... I catch Marie in the act,
then I nearly get whacked.

I better watch out
for falling pianos, huh?

Your wife asked you to call.

She, uh, heard what happened on the TV.

Yeah. I... I... I better let her know
that I'm okay so she can tell the kids.

(SIGHS) That's gonna be the entirety
of our conversation, Donna.

We put it out on the street
we want to pay for the gun.

M.E.'s running toxicology as fast
as they can,

and we're reachin' out to the guy's wife.

ANDY: Here's the rat squad.

No, I don't want Martinez and Medavoy
makin' any statements

till the dust settles a little.

And remind them, they're supposed
to go to Lefrak City.

I'll work on the wife.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Kelly will fill you in on the details,
but this was a clean shoot.

Good. Let's prove it was clean.

Give me a minute.
I'll run it for you, okay?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

James... Lieutenant wants you
and Greg to get over to Psych Services.

- He wants us to talk to the shrink.
- JOHN: Yeah, that's standard.

- You did what you had to do, right?
- JAMES: Mm-hmm.

- I wish they could find that gun.
- They will.

- That's I.A.B.?
- JOHN: Yeah, that's him. Okay.

I would not give a statement
till you get back, okay?

- Yeah, okay.
- JOHN: All right.

- Hey.
- JANICE: Hey.

- JOHN: Did you get hurt?
- Um, my shoulder, it was just a little.

- What were you tryin' to do?
- JANICE: Get statements.

It looked like you were tryin'
to take on the whole crowd, Janice.

Yeah, well.

- Well, what?
- Nothin'.

What's the matter?

(SIGHS DEEPLY) I just feel so bad.

It's weird, huh?

I got my shield.
You and I are workin' on getting along.

Everything's great. Only trouble is,

I know my shield's a buy-off
from Lastarza,

and it's pretty clear that you wish
I was in Alaska,

and I have dreams about killing people
every night.

Wonder where that comes from.
(CHUCKLES AWKWARDLY)

You want to know the truth, John?

I feel like I'm falling apart.

If something happened to me on the street,
and I was doing somebody good,

I... I don't think that's the worst thing
that could happen.

You've gotta get some help with this.

If I talk to one
of those department counselors,

I'm gonna have to lie
about what's on my mind

and they'll still probably put me
in the rubber gun squad.

- What about your family? Your priest?
- (CHUCKLES HESITANT)

He still thinks I'm 11.

Okay, I know somebody we can talk to.

- He's a good listener.
- He'd have to be.

- He is.
- How much can I tell him?

You can tell him everything.

- Yeah?
- JOHN: Yeah.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Let me reach out to him
and I'll talk to you about it later...

- Okay.
- ...okay?

Has to do with the line of sight.

This big black points his finger at me.
I was sure it was a gun.

- I saw the gun.
- MIKE: I thought that's what I saw too.

- I'm ready. Can we talk over here?
- Yeah.

- JOHN: What are you doing?
- Just fillin' myself in.

I just told you,
I will give you everything.

He won't be making any statements
till he speaks to his D.E.A. delegate.

- No problem.
- Don't talk to him again.

You got a bad attitude, Kelly.
We're all on the same job.

Don't talk to him again.
Did you hear me that time?

Yeah.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Well, we'll have to tell Fancy
no more canvassin' till tomorrow.

ANDY: Yeah, well, at least we didn't
get hit by as much garbage.

- How are we doin' on the booze?
- ANDY: All right.

- You gonna get some help?
- I'm thinkin' about it.

- Guys!
- ANDY: Ugh, look at this asshole.

Hey, any progress finding the weapon?

Well, you can go through
the regular department channels, Norman.

So you have no reaction
to neighborhood opinion

that it was as unmotivated
and unnecessary shooting?

That's right.

- Is it possible the victim had no weapon?
- Hey, all's we know so far, Norman,

is, uh, we heard some reporter called
a lowlife asshole turd pimp

with the brains of a flea
and the balls of a moth.

But we haven't nailed down yet
who was being referred to.

A touch of the poet there, Sipowicz.
(EXHALES)

Detectives, the guy who pulled the gun,
his wife is upstairs in interview one.

And each of these guys is
waitin' for a big reward.

I got 12 bucks.
I got the guns over here.

Matches what James gave us.

We want this guy upstairs.
Tell the other three they crapped out.

SERGEANT: Okay. I'll give 'em
those amnesty certificates.

I think they're worth 50 bucks.

- I'll take the wife.
- Andy.

- First guy on the bench, Reggie Slocum.
- Reggie.

Reggie, I'm Detective Sipowicz.
Let's talk upstairs.

Okay, fellas, step up to the desk.

- Mrs. Danton?
- Yes.

I'm Detective Kelly.

Sorry for your loss.

You're not the officer that shot him,
are you?

No, ma'am, I'm not.

Uh, I had some trouble locating you.
Did you move out of your apartment?

I've been staying with my sister
in Queens.

- Can you tell me why?
- (EXHALES SHARPLY)

JOHN:
You and your husband having some problems?

Yes.

Our reports of the incident this morning
described your husband

as screaming and pointing a weapon
at the detectives that were involved.

Does that sound like him?

- I... I've seen William behave irrational.
- Recently?

He never hit me.

But you were frightened enough
to leave home.

He was drinking.

I think he was doing other things.

You mean drugs.

I think he may have been.

The way he'd begun acting was how, um...

I've seen it described.

Did you ever ask him about it?

Yes.

He denied it.

Did your husband ever threaten you,
Mrs. Danton?

He'd begun to, yes.

Do you know if he had a weapon?

Um, I'm not sure. I, uh...

(BREATHES DEEPLY)
He'd begun to say if I, uh...

if I kept it up...

he had something for me,
he kept it in the car.

Which you took to mean a weapon.

(VOICE BREAKS) Yes.

I don't want to say any more. Um...

I loved my husband.

I don't know what was happening with him.

(BREATHES SHARPLY)

- I have to go and identify his body.
- Okay. If you wait a minute,

uh, I'll have somebody go along
with you, okay?

No, no, no, thank you. Um...

I have a lot of people
that want to help us now.

- Take care.
- MRS. DANTON: Thank you.

Yeah, I was there.
You see, I found the gun, didn't I?

Where?

- There, where it happened.
- ANDY: Exactly where?

- By his car.
- Which car?

- The brother's car.
- Then you saw him drop it?

Yeah, I seen him drop it.
Why you think I picked it up?

I knew it'd be safer in my hands.

Could it have been underneath
the driver's side window?

Yeah, that sounds cool.
You write it down, I'll sign it.

- (DOOR OPENS)
- ANDY: Mm-hmm.

You know, it makes more sense if, uh,
if it was on the other side of the car.

You think you might have found it there?

Look, I found it anywhere you say I did.
You know what I'm sayin'?

You got my drift?
Now, let's talk about the bank.

What's up with the "G"?

You're gonna need more than a thousand
for bail and doctors, Reggie,

'cause you're a lying sack of crap.

REGGIE: Hold up, man.
I've been straight with you.

I down with you, G.

Look here, man,
I'm just trying to help you guys, man.

- I'm trying to help you guys look good.
- Don't help us.

Tell us where you got the gun.

Look, I told you.
I found the gun at the scene, yo.

And I am telling you, yo,
that you weren't there.

Now you tell me where you got it
or I'm gonna kick your ass.

Reggie, a cop's career is on the line.

You help us, and there's some money in it
for you.

- A guy by the name of Gerardo.
- Where can we find him?

Look, I paid $200 for that gun,
and I could use another three.

You give us Gerardo,
you get the full five, okay?

You got it. You got a deal. Okay.
All right.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

So, James, in case we get separated or...

or one of us winds up
staying longer, uh...

- (HORN HONKS IN DISTANCE)
- Hey, excuse me.

I just... I just want us to...
to wind up on the same page

- in terms of the shooting.
- Same page how?

I... I want to go over, you know,
what happened.

Just for our statements.

So this guy had...
had a four-inch revolver, right?

- Right.
- Okay.

And... and it was leveled directly at me.

- It was directly at my head when you shot.
- Yeah. Yeah.

Or... or wa... or was he bringing it down,
was he training it on me?

He brought it out.
He had it pointed right at you.

- That wasn't what you saw?
- Yeah, that's exactly what I saw.

I mean, what do we have to go
over this for? We say what we saw.

Yeah, that's right.
That's what we're gonna do.

- You didn't see the gun, did you?
- Hell, I didn't.

- It was a four-inch revolver.
- You didn't see it.

James. James, look at me. Look at me.

I know there was a gun,
and I know it was pointed at me.

I know you saved my life.

Do you understand that?

- Yeah.
- All right. Have no doubt about that.

Now, this... this other stuff,
you know, statements and so forth,

uh, there's... there's other things
involved in all that

besides what happened on the street,
you know,

where they may be lookin' to trip you up.

I want us on the exact same page
because I know what you did.

That gun was pointed directly at you.

I knocked you out of the way
with my left hand.

I brought out my weapon,
and I fired till it was empty.

And... and in terms of what he said, uh,

he... he called me a... a redheaded faggot
a couple of times, and... and an S.O.B.,

and, uh, he said he was gonna louse up
my day real good, is what I remember.

I fired till it clicked.

I emptied my weapon right into him.

Come on. Let's go.

Come on.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

Johnny didn't tell me you were a priest.

(CHUCKLES)

Good old John. Is, uh, is that a problem?

No, I...

I used to talk to my priest
outside sometimes

when I was a little girl...

- in the, uh, playground behind the school.
- Yeah?

I guess some of us just think better
in the fresh air.

Uh...

Johnny said you had a couple things
you wanted to talk about.

Yeah.

Um...

(BREATHES DEEPLY)
My life is a mess.

What kind of mess?

Generally.

Okay, um...

can you give me a "for instance"?

This conversation we're having,
is it confidential?

Yeah, of course, it is.

(BOTH SIGHING)

JANICE:
My grandparents came through Ellis Island.

Yeah, mine too.

With them, no matter what happened,
it was... it was God's will.

I wish I could believe that.

What did you do, Janice?

I... I can't counsel you
unless you tell me.

I'm afraid that if I tell you,

I'll be crossing a line
and I won't be able to go back.

Will that be so bad?

(BREATHES DEEPLY) My father was a cop.

- Did Johnny tell you that?
- Uh, no.

He killed himself.

- I'm sorry.
- He took money from a mobster.

For several years,
he made extra money that way.

He'd, uh, tip them off
when there'd be a raid.

How did...
how did you find out about that?

They said that they'd let it out
what my dad had done

unless I helped them, too.

And did you?

I...

(VOICE BREAKS)
...committed a crime, Father.

A terrible crime.

What did you do?

I killed two men.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

They wanted me to kill somebody,
and I didn't want to do it.

And I knew that...

if I didn't do it, they'd kill me
and this other person.

And I was in the car with them...

and this one guy was threatening me
and I pulled out my gun and I shot him

and I shot his driver too.

He was Angelo Marino.
He was this mob guy.

I... I remember reading about that.

I kept telling myself that these were
bad men, these were evil men,

and... and if I hadn't had
done what I did,

they would've killed me and someone else.

And I tried to believe that,
that's why God let me get away with it.

But I can't get away with it.

It's... it's eating everything up.

Maybe that's God's will, too.

Tell me what to do.

I... I think you know what you should do.

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

Hi, Andy.

ANDY: Hey.

We got an officer-involved shooting.

I heard. They still lookin'
for the weapon?

Believe me, it was clean.

- Yeah.
- How are you doin'?

I'm okay.

I'm thinking about you.

Well, back at you.

And I'm pulling for you.

Maybe we'll see each other later?

No.

DONNA: 15th Detective Squad.

One moment, please.
Detective Sipowicz, line one.

Janice?

I killed Angelo Marino and his driver.

I know Giardella copped to it,
but I did it. I shot him in his car.

Detective, I'm gonna stop you right there.

If you want to give a statement,
we should get a D.A.,

- and you should have a lawyer present.
- I don't want a lawyer.

Then I think you should see
a D.E.A. delegate.

Donna, is there a Detectives'
Endowment Association delegate

- in the building right now?
- Uh, Detective Conklin is here.

ARTHUR: Okay, tell Conklin I need him
in interview one

and get the riding D.A. in there.

- DONNA: Okay.
- Excuse me.

- You should go to interview one.
- Yeah, all right.

- What going on, Lieutenant?
- I can't talk about it right now.

- Is she gonna be okay?
- I can't talk about it.

- CONKLIN: In here?
- ARTHUR: Around the corner.

CONKLIN: Appreciate your help.

Sector car picked up our guy
for the missing gun.

They're bringing him over.

(TELEPHONE KEYS CLICKING)

Father Downey. Detective Kelly.

Okay, when he's finished saying Mass,
will you tell him to come over

to the 15th Precinct immediately?

Important police business.
Yeah. Thank you.

- What's that all about?
- I.A.B., Andy. She's turning herself in.

(SIRENS WAILING)

(CONKLIN SIGHING)

Detective Licalsi has told me
she killed Angelo Marino and his driver.

I've placed her under arrest.
She's aware of her rights,

and she'd like to give
a full statement now.

I think you should have a lawyer
representing you.

I'd like to get this over with.

Detective, without knowing the details
of the situation here,

I think before you say anything else,
you should have a lawyer representing you.

- I don't want a lawyer.
- You sure?

I'm sure.

Detective, you are confessing to a crime
Alfonse Giardella claimed he committed.

That was part of a deal.

It made Giardella look better to confess.

Let's start at the beginning.

(BRIEFCASE LOCK CLICKS OPEN)

Detectives, they're bringing up your guy.

Okay, Gerardo, this is what we got.

Now, we can lock you up
for sale of a stolen firearm,

which is felony whiff number two,
am I right?

Serious time.

Or you can tell me how you got the weapon
and maybe walk away.

(CHUCKLES)

You makin' me the heavy when all I did was
try and save my ass and make a few bucks.

Nobody's makin' you the heavy.
Just tell me what happened.

Were you on the street when that shooting
happened this morning?

Is that when you picked up the weapon
or did you get it from somebody else?

Look, I didn't have any choice.
You know, I'm a... I'm a Puerto Rican

standing on a block
full of pissed-off brothers

and a P.R. cop just killed someone.

(CHUCKLES)
You're damn right I picked up the gun.

You see the shooting?

The guy who got shot was hassling
with the red-faced guy in the next car,

and he shoves a gun at him.

Then the P.R., next to the red-faced guy,
he blows the black guy away.

And here come the gun
flying out the window,

- landed on the curb right next to me.
- Is that the weapon?

Yeah. Yeah, all scratched up
and stuff. No bullets.

Brothers wouldn't be too happy
when they found that out either.

You sure it was empty?

(SCOFFS) If it wasn't, I could've sold it
for 50 bucks more.

Okay, I think you're gonna have to make
a statement to the D.A.

- Then I walk?
- I think so.

Do I gotta make the statement?

Yeah, I gotta.

(EXHALES)

We may be waiting a while for a D.A.
to get this guy's statement.

We'll just keep him locked
in the interview.

- Yeah.
- Detective Kelly, there's a Father Downey

- waiting downstairs for you.
- I gotta talk to this guy.

Come here, Jerry.
Jerry, you know what she's doing up there?

She's giving herself away to a D.A.
and Internal Affairs. How did that happen?

- You and I can't talk about this.
- I put you two together

so she could get some piece of mind,
not wind up in jail, Jerry.

She's makin' her own choices, John.
She's doin' what she wants to do.

What did you tell her,
she was going to heaven?

That you were going to save her soul?

- You're out of line here, buddy.
- This is not stained glass,

Jerry, this is the real world.

This girl is gonna get popped
and wind up in jail.

Is this your urgent police business, huh?

Giving me a lecture on the immorality
of doing my job as a priest?

If she goes to jail,
this is on your conscience!

JERRY: Yeah, I'm all right
with my conscience.

How's your conscience, John?

Yeah, I'd like the location
of an open meeting

in the lower Manhattan vicinity tonight.

Lower Manhattan. Uh, uh,
I don't know.

6:30, something like that.

Gramercy Park, 6:30?

Uh...

let me ask you something,
is... is that a nonsmoking meeting?

'Cause I, uh, recently quit smoking,

and it's very difficult for me
to be around smokers.

Oh, it's not? See, well,
that's... that's gonna be a problem.

St. Clements Church on 24th?
That's nonsmokin'?

Yeah, but, uh, I mean, that's,
uh, that's way across.

Crosstown traffic's gonna be
murder tonight.

Hey. Hey, pal, I'll worry about whether
I really want to do this, all right?

Let me worry...

(SNIFFLES) Yeah, right.

(MUMBLES INDISTINCTLY)

Okay.

Okay, yeah, right.

Thanks. Thanks a lot.

Hey. How'd it go?

- Anything come in on the shoot?
- JOHN: Yeah.

We got the gun
and an eyewitness statement.

Witness says they saw the gun point at you
and fly out of his hand.

- (CHUCKLES) There you go, huh?
- Yeah, that's great.

Okay. I got alcohol,
tobacco and firearm tracing the weapon

through the manufacturer, in case Danton
bought it legally to establish ownership.

- Toxicology come back?
- Not yet.

- Why would the guy act that way?
- 'Cause he was an asshole.

He was loaded on something, James,
or he was nuts.

The wife said she thought
he started using drugs.

- Yeah, you see that, huh? (CHUCKLES)
- Yeah, yeah.

GREGORY: We're ready to give
that I.A.B. prick a statement if he wants.

- He's tied up right now.
- Oh, yeah?

Listen, I'm gonna go out
for a little while.

- You gonna run that trace?
- I'm gonna wait for toxicology.

- Where you goin'?
- I, uh, I'll be back in a little while.

- Okay.
- So, uh, uh, what's I.A.B. doin'?

He's talkin' to Licalsi.

Hey, I'm grateful
you're stayin' on top of this.

- Hey, are you kidding me? You're the man.
- Nah, I'm grateful.

- For lookin' out for me.
- GREG: Hey, James,

you did a little lookin' out for me
today too, huh?

Yeah, well, I know it was
a righteous shooting,

but, uh, I just keep
being upset, you know?

James, keep your chin up.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Booze will simplify your life.

You wrap your arms around a bottle,
it'll dance with you every dance.

Pretty soon, all your problems
start to disappear.

The apartment disappears.

The car disappears.

The wife and kid? Pfft! Gone.

Of course, you still get
to flop around all these places

before you realize your problems are over.

You know, you're still
showin' up at places

where you're not welcome anymore.

And, you know, uh, then...

You know, maybe you start
to let people down

who try throwin' you a break, you know?

Like, by now,
you're hanging some bad paper,

you know, writing bad checks.

Maybe the cop who busts you,
you know, lets you back on the street

so's you can make good.

But you screw those people, too.

You beat bail.

You let those people down, too.

And now you beat bail, man,
the thing to do is to blow town,

and you got to...
you got to get out of here.

I mean, your problem is not the booze.
The problem is New York.

The city's 100 percent unlivable.
The place to try is Atlantic City, huh?

Oh, man, so you hang some more paper,
and you get the hell out of town.

Look...

before I continue with this chronicle
of unbridled success...

I just want everybody to know
that this story has a happy ending.

And where was I?

Let me see. Um... (EXHALES)

I mean, at some point,
you just may realize that booze

possibly isn't good for you.

Your gallbladder's shot.
You get pancreatitis.

Hey, before I found A.A.,
the thing that helped me lick booze

was cocaine with a heroin comedown.

Oh, yeah. I mean,
I didn't quit drinking cold.

- No, no.
- (PARTICIPANTS CHUCKLE)

I still had a few cocktails
'cause I needed them,

but I was tapered way off.

One reason, my veins are pretty bad.

Hitting my veins with a needle
was pretty near a full-time job.

Hey, man, I'm telling you,
if you stick around,

this thing comes out all right.

- JOHN: Is she done?
- Yeah.

ARTHUR: We'll get her prints
and photo for booking.

All right, Lieutenant.

She confessed to killing Marino
and his driver.

Said Marino approached her
to hit you off leverage about her dad.

Said she thought they were gonna kill her,

and it would ruin her father
if she came forward.

In without a lawyer, Lieutenant?

ARTHUR: She declined a lawyer, John,
over and over.

- They gonna arraign her now?
- Yeah.

- What about bail?
- My boss said to ask for 100,000.

Based on what?
She just turned herself in.

- That's what he told me...
- JOHN: Can I speak to her, please?

- Yeah.
- Excuse me.

- Detective Kelly, Robin Wirkus.
- I'll have to call her back.

- Can I get a minute, please?
- MIKE: Sure.

- Yeah, thanks.
- MIKE: No problem.

- Hey. How are we doin' in here?
- (CHUCKLES SOFTLY) Hey.

To be honest, I'm a little dizzy.

Okay, all right,
then we sit down, all right?

- This is like a dream.
- JOHN: Yeah.

Uh, I just, uh,
I just gotta get through it.

Yeah, yeah. Okay, now,

they're talkin' about settin' the bond
at 100,000 dollars.

Well, I got, uh, $2,500 in the bank,
and I got $4,000 in equity in my car.

Okay, and I got 10,000 cash you can have.

- No, Johnny, it's okay.
- Okay, listen to me, this is the import...

Listen to me, okay?

I want to get an attorney in here for you.

- JANICE: No, Johnny.
- I want... Listen to me.

There is guilty, Janice,
and then there's guilty, okay?

- Let me get a lawyer in here for you.
- Oh, Johnny...

it was right. I had to tell.

And now we'll just see what happens.

(BREATHES SHARPLY)

Okay.

All right.

Okay.

And so, if you could get me
a list of your employees

with, uh, home addresses
and phone numbers...

Gregory, about your plans
for the night?

Yeah, I, uh, I...
I think I'm gonna stick around

and... and wait for the M.E. report.
Uh, you know, stick around with James.

- I meant afterwards.
- Uh...

Gregory, it's silly for you to pay to stay
at that crummy hotel.

You could stay at my place.

- (EXHALES) I don't know, Donna.
- DONNA: My couch folds out.

You could sleep on that.

- It's no trouble.
- (CHUCKLES)

Uh, let... let me see how this thing
sorts out with James.

But, uh, thanks very much for the offer.

- Just consider it there.
- Right.

Thanks.

(CLEARS THROAT)
John, what happened with Licalsi?

She just copped to the Marino murders.

(SCOFFS, CHUCKLES)

How much of a lying pussy
was Alfonse Giardella?

They came at her 'cause of her dad, huh?
That's how they reached out?

When I was puttin' the squeeze on Marino,

they sent her after me
and she nailed them instead.

I say run her for office.

What moved her now?

She was all upset.
She ended up talkin' to my priest. Hmm.

She needs justice, huh?
Well, she came to the right system.

(EXHALES DEEPLY, SNIFFLES)

John, I, uh, I been
to one of those meetings.

- Good for you, Andy.
- ANDY: Yeah, it was really a great uplift.

I'm gonna let some takeoff artist
tell me how to run my life.

- What are you talkin' about?
- Ah, the guy running the meeting.

Some paper-hanging skell
I popped five years ago.

I gave him some rhythm,
he beats the appearance,

makes me look like ten cents.

He's my definite top choice
for life guidance.

Well, maybe you need
to go to another meeting.

(CLICKS TONGUE) Yeah, I don't know.

Detective Kelly, a Norman Gardner's here.
He wants to speak with you.

- Okay.
- DONNA: And, uh,

- Robin Wirkus said she'd meet you here.
- Okay. Thank you.

- Give my regards to Norman.
- Yeah.

Hey, good for you.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

MALE SPEAKER 1: Yeah,
you pick it up right over there.

MALE SPEAKER 2: Oh, okay.
No problem.

- What's up, Norman?
- This is on the Danton shooting.

What about it?

Look, I don't know how
we got off on such a bad foot.

Whatever you think, Detective,

I'd just soon put my stories
on a level playing field.

But I'm in a very competitive market.
I have a certain reputation.

It means a certain kind of material tends
to gravitate in my direction.

Yeah, garbage.

I am not looking to hurt you people,

but I go on in 23 minutes,
and I know about the empty gun.

- What empty gun?
- NORMAN: I got a source, Kelly.

The point is, nobody else has this yet,
and, um, I got to make a living.

Now, give me something else,
something that'll help me,

something I can use.

Otherwise, 23 minutes,
my edge is the gun had no bullets.

Come on upstairs.

- To the Squad?
- JOHN: Yeah, come on upstairs.

So I'm hearin' rustlings about a cop
getting popped.

- You know anything about that?
- Yeah, let's talk about it in here, okay?

- In here?
- JOHN: Yeah.

Martinez did his job.
This was a clean shoot.

(CHUCKLES) Come on, Detective,
I don't want to stand here and argue.

You know how bad he feels
about killing this guy?

Now, if you go with the empty gun,
this is gonna make things a lot worse.

- Well, the gun's not my whole story.
- But it's your edge, isn't it?

And if you use it,
you're gonna destroy this kid.

Now, you know that.

Look, I know for a fact that the gun aimed
at that cop was not loaded.

It was useless. Detective Martinez
was never in danger.

- (LOCKER RATTLING)
- (EXHALES SHARPLY)

- JOHN: Come here, Norman.
- (GRUNTS)

Okay. I'm getting sick of you.
You understand me?

You tell me if this gun
is unloaded or not.

Look at it, huh?
This is the situation they were in.

Gun pointing at his partner, okay?

Same as him. You wouldn't understand that.

- Please, stop.
- You tell me if this is unloaded or not.

- (COCKS GUN)
- I don't know!

You're right.

Empty. See?
But you couldn't tell me, could you?

(BREATHES RAPIDLY) My God.

NORMAN: You're in trouble, Kelly.

When I tell about this,
you're in big trouble.

Trouble for what, Norman?
What happened? Who's gonna believe you?

Get out of here.

ANDY: And the... the guy had just
wasted the store owner,

you know, so the store owner's dead
on the floor.

Now he's got his gun on the clerk
as she's opening up the register...

- He's gonna kill her next.
- As soon as she gets the drawer open.

So, in I come, you know. And I'm...
I'm, like, three-quarters hung over.

I'm lookin' for a cup of coffee.

The guy spots me.
He turns his piece on me.

Now he's lookin'
to check my ticket right now, huh?

So, what do I... I react.

I reacted just like you reacted,
and I take him out.

Now, you couldn't ask
for a cleaner shoot, right?

(SNIFFLES) You know what I did
for the next three days?

What?

- I puke. All day and all night.
- (ALL LAUGH)

- Is that right?
- ANDY: (CHUCKLES) That's right.

If they had an Olympic event
for throwing up,

I'd be wearing a medal right now.

I was never so glad for three days
to go by, I'll tell you,

which is the only way
that makes this any better,

you know, is... is getting the days in.

It's the only thing that...

Detective.

Yeah.

(CLEARS THROAT) Come on.

JOHN: So, how are we doing?

Good.

You've been in one of these rooms
before, right?

Yeah.

(SIGHS) I guess you want
to talk to me.

Shook me up when you walked
into that meeting.

- Why? You still got warrants out?
- I got no warrants out.

But I hadn't remembered you.

I remembered you all right
when you walked in, but not till then.

Well, you were in the grip

then of the, uh, the old demon rum
when I knew you.

Probably all tends to blur, right?

Anyways, I'm working now.
Unless you got a crime to report.

I wanted to apologize not showing up

when you gave me that break,
when you got me that O.R. release.

No problem. You got popped later.

I got popped later.

- I still had the amend to make.
- The what?

I wanted to make amends,
tell you I was sorry.

Hey, listen, you go scratch your scab
someplace else.

Look...

I'm not here on a conversion mission,
Detective, but just let me say one thing.

Hope you give the meetings
another chance.

Maybe you'll get luckier
with the next speaker.

Yeah, well...

maybe seeing you there
was a... a blessing in disguise, huh?

You never know how those things work.

Yeah.

Anyways, at the end,
we always have a meditation

for the addict who still suffers.

I had a good thought for you.

Good luck.

Yeah, thanks.

Maybe I'll try another one.

They got 'em all the time, man.

Urology came back
on your shooter, James,

and they confirmed on a blood panel,
high levels of coke.

GREG: Hey, there you go, James.

I guess that's why
he was acting so crazy, huh?

- (EXHALES) That was it. That was it.
- That's why it happened.

- That's right.
- MIKE: Lieutenant.

Licalsi's printed.
I'm taking her down to Central Booking.

Statements on their shooting
at their convenience, okay?

We got a witness account
confirming our officers' version.

And urology for the shooter
came back positive for coke.

Good. Glad it turned out.

Well, it's not like you came away
empty-handed.

Lieutenant, you might want
to know, my office released

the Licalsi arrest information
to the press.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

You are going to take her
out in front of them?

I'm taking her down
to Central Booking, Detective.

She's under arrest for murder.

Who sees or doesn't see that happen
really doesn't concern me.

Lieutenant?

I'll fill you in.

JOHN: Stop. Wait.
Give me your hands.

You ready? Let's go.

Get ready, guys.
It's a zoo down there.

- JOHN: We're ready.
- FEMALE REPORTER: Okay, that must be her.

- MALE REPORTER: Janice!
- Johnny.

- Just one minute.
- JANICE: I'm gettin' scared now.

FEMALE REPORTER: Janice,
who did you murder?

Get out of my way.
Get out of my way.

Hang in there.
We're here, Janice. We're here.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(THEME MUSIC ENDS)