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(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(THEME MUSIC CONCLUDES)

How's it goin'?

So, what happened? I wear those other guys out?

I think you did.

Are they out searching my apartment?

(CHUCKLES) You don't let very much get by you, do you?

Those lava lamps I have are very valuable.

If any of them get broken, you guys owe me.

Fair enough.

Hmm.

GEORGE: So...

what's your routine?

Me? I don't really have one. I just want to get it done with.

I mean, you do too, right?

Yeah, I do.

Right now all we got you on is taking that dead girl's car.

Thanks. I admit I was driving the car.

I know I made a big mistake.

It was even illegal...

but I don't deserve this.

Thing is, uh, well, whoever did these killings,

he has us going from nothin'.

Oh, so I'm here because you guys can't do a better job.

Well, I'd like to argue that,

but until we find something else, you're all we got.

This is a nightmare.

Anyone you want me to talk to?

Huh.

You mean someone who cares about me?

Well, maybe like family or somethin'.

No.

No family.

This room's as hot as my place in the summer.

Hmm, I'll see if I can get the heat turned down.

Can I ask you something? Might seem totally out of left field?

- What? - You admit you were in that car

when you were joyridin' around?

Turns out this guy's last victim was stashed in the trunk.

You say she was in the trunk.

She was in the trunk.

We found her in the trunk after you abandoned the car.

See where I'm going with this?

You were in a car this guy must've been in just before.

The guy we're calling Webster, the "Dictionary Killer."

You must've found that car with the keys in it,

just after this guy had gotten out.

That could be possible.

You, uh...

you got any... any kind of vibe what this guy might've been like?

You know, 'cause people are saying he must be

some kind of crazy person. You know, Jeffrey Dahmer, John Wayne Gacy,

- one of these nuts. - Whoever did this...

was not crazy.

- I mean, I wouldn't think so either. - (CHUCKLES) Mm-mm.

Nah, not after he's had us chasin' our tails for the past five years.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- (PHONE RINGING) - Detective, can I talk to you?

Detective?

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - What were you doin' in there?

You're out on the warrant, I was talking to the guy.

And I was making progress.

I'm done with this crap. uh, Inspector, can I see you for a minute?

It's too bad you don't work a case like you play the bosses.

Anything at the guy's place?

ARCHIE: No. I come back, Simone's in with him.

Now do I gotta nail the door closed on the interview room

every time I go to the can?

Simone caught this homicide.

I'm lead investigator on a task force. I'm working an interview sequence.

- Interference screws me up. - All right, this hydrant-pissing

stops right now, okay?

Simone caught the case, Solomon has the investigation.

- Solomon runs the interview, all right? - Thank you!

Six homicides we know about. Five years.

You don't have to tell me, Inspector.

I want a statement from this prick,

- you understand? - ARCHIE: Yes, sir.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - (PHONE RINGING)

- He's losin' the guy. - You gotta let it play out.

The guy doesn't lawyer up because he wants to strut,

and all that asshole does is butt heads.

Let it play out, Bobby.

(PHONE RINGING)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(THEME MUSIC CONCLUDES)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

- (THEME MUSIC CONCLUDES) - All right,

heist goes tomorrow as item number one.

When everyone's here, Vinny.

Oh, no, no. I also wanna be seen conversin' with you

when Captain Haverill gets in the squad.

- What are you doin'? - Lieu, Lieu, Haverill wants you on tape

tellin' me to lie about the armored-car job,

tellin' me to say the Brighton Beach hoods are in on it.

He also wants me asking you for money and you telling me you can get it.

So you want him to think you're makin' a tape now?

Correctamundo. (EXHALES DEEPLY)

ARTHUR: Well, he just walked in.

All right, all right. So, you're signin' on to the story, right?

Uh, you're tellin' me to float the bogus Russkies.

I'm asking you for money, you give me a nod.

Lieu, Lieu, come on, nod, nod.

Yeah.

- Am I interrupting anything? - No.

No. No, not really. I'll get Sipowicz.

How's it going, Captain?

- ARTHUR: Andy. - ANDY: Yeah?

Something going on with this, uh, armored car job?

Oh, yeah, yeah. They... (HESITATES) ...wanna do it.

- They called you? - Yes, they want us to deliver the weapon.

Contact Major Perkins at the National Guard Armory on Lexington.

- They'll bring it over. - We got the dummy ammo?

We've requested it. Double-check when they deliver.

Hey, we'll bring a tire iron,

we'll have the commander give the ammo a couple whacks.

- (CHUCKLING) - Let's go, Vinny.

I'll see you guys later.

Any sense the hoods on this job are, uh, hooked up?

Hooked up how?

Hooked up, like workin' for an organization

Vinny's floatin' some stories.

He's talking about, um, the Brighton Beach Mafia.

- You buy it? - I don't know yet.

You'll tell me when you decide?

Definitely. Yeah.

(SIREN BLARING)

(DOOR OPENING)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - (PHONE RINGING)

Detective Lesniak, Miss Galvin's here to see you.

Thanks, Donna.

- Maria. Detective Lesniak, hi. - Hi.

Come on in. My desk's over here.

You're younger than I pictured you when we talked on the phone.

Did you bring the, uh, note with you?

- Yes. - ADRIENNE: Good.

Thanks.

So, tell me about the fire.

Well, um, last night I was home alone, watching the late news,

and I smelled smoke.

I thought maybe it was in my kitchen.

When I went into the living room there was smoke coming in

from under my front door. What was actually burning?

I opened the door. There was a little pile of papers.

A rag was on fire.

I smelled lighter fluid on my door.

A neighbor that was out in the hall helped me put it out,

and then when I went back inside...

(INHALES DEEPLY) ...this envelope was on the floor with a note.

"Leave 500 dollars in a paper bag

"on the steps of 809 Green Street at 12:15 p.m."

Do you have any idea who's doing this?

I tried to think.

I try to be a nice person. I'm not having problems with anybody.

(BREATHES DEEPLY) Do you think this is Webster?

Hmm. This really isn't Webster's MO.

- Mm-hmm. - I'm very scared.

- ADRIENNE: I understand. - I'm not going home.

I'm staying with my sister.

If you want, that's fine, Maria. I don't think you should be afraid.

We know when and where he expects the money.

And we're gonna be there to grab him when he picks it up.

Suppose you don't grab him, then he's gonna come after me for sure.

If he comes for the money, we're gonna get him.

Okay?

- Okay. - Okay.

- (SIREN BLARING) - Look at that, huh?

- Our tax dollars goin' to work. - Vinny, come here a minute.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- This thing with Haverill and Fancy... - Yeah, I sense a tension between 'em.

- I know about the tape, Vinny. - Haverill trying to screw the Lieutenant.

- I see. - ANDY: That type of situation,

some people might consider working both ends,

multiply earning opportunities.

Tell me you're not puttin' your hand out.

What I'm telling you Vinny, is if Fancy comes up short on this,

I'm gonna break all the bones in your hands and feet.

Look, that kinda exaggeration's unnecessary,

it's out of proportion.

- Like your hands and feet'll be. - VINNY: I give you my word.

The lieutenant's gonna be absolutely fine on this. Absolutely okay.

Detective, uh, this is your hand-receipt,

transferring custody of one MK-19 grenade launcher

- to the New York City Police Department. - Get those dummy rounds?

They're real rounds. They've just been rendered inert.

Anybody gonna be able to spot that?

Visually, and weight-wise they're a perfect match.

I also need you to sign this general liability waiver.

You, uh, mind my asking what your plans are for the weapon?

(CLEARS THROAT) Yeah, every year we like to, uh,

rattle their cage down at the ACLU.

This year we're gonna show up at the lobby let them think

- we're gonna incinerate 'em. - Liability waiver should cover that.

Let us know when you want us to pick it back up.

Thanks.

This ACLU thing. You gonna do it before or after the armored car?

ARCHIE: Done with your pizza, Webster?

GEORGE: You keep calling me Webster.

ARCHIE: Which is the papers' nickname

for the Dictionary Killer, who we both know is you.

GEORGE: My name is George Putnam.

Where were you on August 17, 1989?

I told you before, I don't know.

I don't remember.

Up in Riverdale's where you were.

If you say so.

August 17, 1989,

a 16-year-old girl named Heidi Ellison was shot through her left eye.

Boyfriend gets it back of the head.

I don't know what you're talkin' about.

Stop lying!

We checked your social security number. You were workin' three blocks away.

How about October 3, 1989? Where you were then?

How am I supposed to know?

- Where were you? - Where was I?

I was investigating

another double homicide!

And guess what? You had a car registered at an address

two blocks away!

How does Mr. Smarter-Than-The-Cops feel now, huh?

Not so smart.

Well, you know what you should feel like?

You should feel like a scumbag...

who's goin' to prison for the rest of his life.

I don't know anything about any killings.

I don't know about any letters.

The only thing I know about Webster is he's that little black kid on TV.

- (CHUCKLES) - You little prick.

I've waited five years...

so you better start talking.

You wanna arrest me for joyridin' that girl's car, go ahead.

You got nothing else.

ARCHIE: You killed these people, and I'm here

as long as it takes for you to admit it.

GEORGE: You got nothin' else on me.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Greg, you all right to take a ride with me?

Uh, yeah. Where we goin'?

Screw Solomon.

I'm gonna take a look at this guy's place.

Asshole.

Solomon should open a funeral parlor.

- Detective, do you have a minute? - Um...

- Uh, I... I'll meet you outside. - Yeah.

- How you doin', Benita? - Good.

I spell your name right this morning?

- Yeah. You got it right. - Well, Solomon's been in and out of here

twice already. I was startin' to think they had you locked upstairs.

Locked out is where they got me.

Do you wanna talk about it?

I gotta go.

Could I cash that rain check tonight on dinner?

Could be.

- I'll be in touch. - I'm not going anywhere.

(TRAIN RUMBLING)

- Hey. How's it going? - You guys gonna take a look too?

- Yeah. They, uh, bosses want another toss. - Yeah. Door's open.

So Aiello wants a second toss?

- Yeah. I think he'd want us to. - (EXCLAIMS)

- You guys need any help, just shout. - Yeah!

(SIREN BLARING)

Greg, I need to take a look around here, and just assume not have that cop come in,

- just in case I'm wrong. - You got somethin' in mind?

Yeah. There's something I want to look at.

- All right, let me go talk to this guy. - Thanks.

(CHUCKLES)

Boy, I hated fixed posts when I was in the bag. (CHUCKLES)

Amen to that.

Sittin' around eight hours, breathin' stale air.

You got problems with your sinuses?

(SNIFFS) Maybe they're clogging up a little.

Places like this, there's, uh...

(SNIFFS) ...there's molds you can't even see,

little spores, you know, that... that get in your lungs.

- Hmm. - (CAR HONKING)

- Greg? - GREG: Yeah.

You guys, come in here!

GREG: Come on.

(DOOR CLOSING)

BOBBY: Make an entry in your log book.

I recovered this from this guy's air conditioner.

GREG: Zip gun, huh?

BOBBY: Made to fire .22 caliber, Webster's caliber of choice.

You know, this guy in the interview kept on talkin'

- about how hot this place was. - (CHUCKLES)

And I knew when Andy and I were downstairs, in the alley,

I kept on lookin' up, and saw the air conditioner there.

- So that's where he stashed the piece. - BOBBY: Yeah.

That's why the air conditioner wasn't workin'.

- He pulled the guts out, so he can stash. - Good goin', Bobby.

- Appreciate it. - Yeah. No problem.

- GREG: All set? - BOBBY: Yeah. I got it.

(MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(MELANCHOLIC MUSIC CONCLUDES)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

- (UPBEAT MUSIC CONCLUDES) - Friend of mine's trying to get me

into this Iron Man stuff.

- Here's a refill. - Thanks.

He swims, trail-bikes 40, 50 miles every weekend.

He's got legs like steel pistons.

I sent away for one of those treadmills.

It's been under my bed four months.

Look. That mope's checkin' out the bag.

This girl had no description?

You know the guy that set the door on fire.

ADRIENNE: She didn't see him.

- (RADIO STATIC) - Portable one to van.

Keep your eye on the guy with the backpack.

- (RADIO STATIC) - OFFICER: We got him. 10-4.

Here we go.

- All right. - ADRIENNE: Let's take him down.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

- JAMES: Hey. Hey! - ADRIENNE: Police. Hold it.

Police. Hey.

Don't hurt me! Please! Don't hurt me!

- No one's gonna hurt you. - Why am I being arrested?

We'll talk about it at the stationhouse.

- Let's go. - Any particular reason I'm being arrested?

If there is, I'd really like...

ADRIENNE: Thanks.

- (UPBEAT MUSIC CONCLUDES) - Detective Simone found

this hidden in Putnam's apartment during a follow-up search.

- Found it where? - Hidden in the air conditioner.

- Does it match on ballistics? - BOBBY: Ninety percent likelihood.

This kind of weapon doesn't put lands or grooves on the slugs once fired.

All the Webster slugs were unmarked. Finding it in Putnam's apartment

links him to Webster homicides five years back,

and the shooting near Battery Park last August 17th.

Uh, let's get back to this follow-up search.

You want Simone to put the gun back so you can find it?

I think Simone's earned his shot

- at interviewing this guy. - I'm working a sequence with him.

I think he deserves it.

Maybe try a change of pace.

I wanna in the room.

You have a problem with that?

- My interview. - Yeah.

- Nope. No problem. - All right.

Thanks, Lieu.

- How's your guy in the room? - Better than your guy.

Give me a minute, Archie, all right?

- How you gonna work the guy? - BOBBY: I got some ideas.

(PHONE RINGING)

I'll be with you in a minute, okay.

- You don't want me to go in. - Nope. Wait until I'm there.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - (PHONE RINGING)

What's goin' on?

I found a piece at this guy's crib, so they put me in the interview.

- Good for you. - What's goin' on with the armored-car job?

The clock should be runnin'. They, uh, they asked for the gun.

Greco had to make a stop. We're gonna take it out to 'em.

- Heads up with that guy, Andy. - Oh, yeah.

Detectives.

Detective Sipowicz.

Uh, how's it goin', Mr. Marks?

Oh, I'm just out of the hospital.

Just wanted to come by, and let you guys know

- that I'm in constant pain. - What, they took out that bullet?

From the right buttock, yes, on your recommendation.

That bullet really helped our investigation, Mr. Marks.

(CHUCKLES) Oh, good. Swell.

So I won't be walking like a crab for three months,

just that so you guys can have a good laugh.

You'll, uh, have to excuse me.

- Slivovitz, pronto. - Uh... (CLEARS THROAT) ...listen,

I used this after my procedure. Might give you some relief.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

ANDY: Let's go, Vinny.

I was just curious. That's not a crime.

So you weren't waiting to pick up the bag?

No, I just saw it lying there on the stoop.

- I wanted to see what was in it. - You didn't know it was money?

What did you think it was, a pastrami sandwich

on dried-up bread with an old garlic pickle?

- No. I was just curious. - JAMES: You know Maria Galvin?

You think this is funny, huh?

Let me put it this way, when we bring her here, will she know you?

- She might. - ADRIENNE: Why? From where?

I've seen her at work, but I don't speak to her.

- Why's that? - We haven't had occasion.

So, maybe, instead of small talk you tried to burn her door down.

You left her a threatening note

maybe that was your way of opening up a conversation.

Did you ever have problems with a coworker before, Alvin?

Not that I recall.

- Where'd you work before this? - Several places.

Write 'em down.

All I did was pick up a bag.

You can't prove I did anything else.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

VINNY: You guys, get over here. Get this thing out of the van.

- (EXCLAIMS) - (UPBEAT MUSIC CONCLUDES)

- Got the money? - Up your ass, Vinny.

Hey, come over here and gimme a hand.

Maybe you don't need what I got. What's with the other artillery?

Here's the money we agreed on.

You pick the weapon up here after 5:00 tonight.

We talk about more money if it's, uh, discharged?

Hey, If anything happens other than this waiting for you,

- then the situation's gone wrong. - Vinny.

Then I want an extra thousand. Cover my ass money.

Hey, screw you.

You're worried, you buy gun insurance. You don't come crying to us.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. That's unnecessary. That is... We got an understanding here.

What's with that? Where we going with that, huh?

Put it up, Alex. You know, just by the nature of how things are,

you're gonna have to live with the deal we got.

All right... All right. Look... look, he's got a point.

Things go right, we pick up the gun. There's no harm done.

They don't go right, that's nobody's fault, either.

You see what I'm saying? We assume certain risks.

It's my ass on a stove if this doesn't get back.

You know, maybe we say we bring the thing back, safe and sound,

and we leave an extra thousand. And if not... Not.

Can you live with that?

There's a mutual benefit there.

- They succeed, we succeed. - Well?

Yeah. Come on. Let's get outta here.

What's the matter with him?

TOMMY: Come on. Get to the van, and here get this thing loaded.

Let's go. Come on. Get to the van and get this outta' here.

Come on.

Open the gate. Let's go. Come on.

- (SIGHS) - That second weapon,

- that's gonna make life more complicated. - Shut up, Vinny, huh?

(ENGINE REVVING)

Hey, George.

- He let you back in? - Yeah. I'm back.

(CHUCKLES)

I'd like a Coke.

Who's gonna get it for me?

You know, George, nobody's gonna get anything for you to drink here.

'Cause I've got, just like so much I want to know from you,

and I'm really eager to get to it.

I think I could help you more if I had a Coke.

Let's just forget about the Coke for now, okay?

(CHUCKLES) I guess you're the boss.

- (CHUCKLES) - (SIREN BLARING)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

- (UPBEAT MUSIC CONCLUDES) - So, I was talking to George this morning,

y'know his sense of what this guy might be like.

Like I'm some expert on a Webster.

George, you sat where the guy sat.

You say yourself that a few minutes after he was in the car, you were in the car.

(INHALES DEEPLY)

Maybe you should be talking to some kind of a psychic, or something.

See, here's where we're hung up.

Five years back, there's a series of homicides.

All with a gun.

The perp cuts words out of Webster's Dictionary,

and puts them in notes that he leaves at the crime scene.

Two days ago, the same kind of notes

on two bodies.

Plus, one of the notes claims another DOA last August 17th.

But, here's the big difference.

The guy is not shooting now.

See, these are all strangulations.

Although the DOA last August 17th, there actually was a shooting.

I never read about the shooting.

We just put that together now.

I'm giving you information no one else has.

See, the woman who was strangled, she was actually with a guy in the park

when Webster approached them.

The guy ran, and Webster shot him in the rear.

GEORGE: Yeah, what a coward.

- The guy who ran. (SNIFFS) - (CHUCKLES) Hey, he was scared of Webster.

Webster's got this whole town terrified.

So, what we're looking at the August 17th female

as a big change for this guy.

In the sense of the strangulation.

- Why the change in his MO? - Exactly.

Why did he stop shooting?

I mean, did the woman provoke him some way?

What made him put his hands on her?

Uh-huh.

I won't be able to help you with that.

I mean, I'm just hearing about all this for the first time.

So, you want to take a minute...

you know, think about it a little?

Yeah.

How about that soda?

- You think I could get that now? - (EXHALES DEEPLY)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - (PHONE RINGING)

Move on this twitch. Tell him we've got the gun.

I'll tell him. When he's ready.

Yeah, well, what we ought to do is kick his ass.

No, Archie. What we ought to get him a Coke.

You lay one hand on this guy, the ass that's kicked is yours.

So, where'd they get the machine gun?

- I have no idea. - I don't think it was him.

If they realize the MK is dummied up, they'll go to the backup.

What's the likelihood they'll fire the MK?

Our people will be driving that armored car.

I don't want them exposed to machine-gun fire.

If we pull the plug, all we can do is

notify ATF to collar them on the guns.

We're gonna look half-assed, and they're not gonna get, any kind of time.

Their backup gun's mounted in a van.

We can use a sandbag truck to block its field of fire.

Okay.

See. That kind of thinking's what makes this a great nation.

The rest of your setup's okay?

The bank's on 13th between second, and third.

There's construction down the block

a lot of the guys cash their checks after work.

The armored car drops the money off at 3:45.

Martinez, and Medavoy will be driving the armored car.

We got unmarked vehicles are on the street for blocking.

Uniformed units are ready to respond. And I'll be there coordinating with ESU.

- Good luck. - Yeah, thanks a lot.

- ANDY: Hey, hey, hey. - I don't want to cramp your style,

- so I'll stay a couple of blocks away. - Yeah, see how it goes?

Lieutenant, this matter initiated on your say-so.

If it comes out wrong, you're in the crap storm.

Don't look to me for a plastic rain cap.

Let's get Greg, and James up to speed.

And I'll reconfirm with ESU.

Lieutenant, a moment.

You don't see a role for me on this end of the operation?

- Do you? - No, no role, Vinny.

All right look, on this other thing with Haverill trying to jam you,

I played it out as long as I think I can take it.

- Hang on a second. - All right.

- This is good quality. - Okay.

VINNY: (OVER TAPE) Wait till you hear the tape I got for you, Cap.

- That's me. - Okay.

VINNY: (OVER TAPE) I now present you with Lieutenant Arthur Fancy

tightening his own necktie,

and throwing the rope over the shower rack.

Oh, I'm only acting. I don't mean any of this.

Okay.

Listen to this. Dong, dong.

- "Dong"? What the hell's "Dong"? - You'll get it. Wait.

HAVERILL: What the hell is that?

VINNY: (OVER TAPE) Oh, my Lord. Oh, this is an error here.

- (EXCLAIMS) This is my Chinese tape. - Yeah.

Nicky Wong owes me 50, so he's been teaching me Cantonese.

HAVERILL: Where the hell is the right tape?

He... His face gets red when he gets mad, huh?

VINNY: (OVER TAPE) I'm retracking my movements.

I'm in Nikki's apartment, oh!

- Okay, gotta go. - VINNY: (OVER TAPE) Oh, no!

- Oh, my god! I taped over it. - Listen, all right.

I... I... You gotta do somethin'. You move on this fast.

- 'Cause I'm running out of excuses - Yeah, I'm moving soon.

- All right. Good luck on this thing, huh? - ARTHUR: Okay, guys, let's go.

I called the places you worked before, Alvin.

I spoke to the personnel people.

So what? I've never been fired.

You left your job when they asked about threatening notes

that were found in a female employee's desk.

- Well, I didn't write those notes. - So, then why did you quit?

I didn't like being falsely accused. Would you like that?

Your previous employers kept copies of the notes.

They're gonna send them over.

If the handwriting matches the note from Maria Galvin's apartment,

you have some real problems. extortion, arson.

Why would I want money? I make good wages. Y... you checked my bank account.

You picked up the bag, Alvin, and you have a history of these things.

What you should be thinking about getting straight with me.

- You mean, We could work something out? - I can't say that

till I know what happened.

I didn't want her money.

I would have given that back.

I just wanted her to know I'm someone she could rely on.

Rely on how?

If she felt threatened,

she would need somebody, and I'd protect her.

Protect her from what?

(SIGHS)

'Cause Webster's out there.

So.

Maybe I'd have done better if I'd just sent her some candy.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

JAMES: (OVER RADIO) Passing the intersection of 8th and 2nd Avenue.

Ten-four. Stand by. They're comin' around the corner.

Okay. All units wait for my signal.

OFFICER: (OVER RADIO) Vendor in position.

(UPBEAT MUSIC CONCLUDES)

TOMMY: Hey! Open it, or I'll blow it open!

- All right. - MALE VOICE: Come on!

Give up the money now!

TOMMY: Keep your hands where I can see them!

Okay. Andy, go.

(OVER RADIO) Vendor, go.

MALE VOICE: Let's go! Move!

I'll shoot somebody! Move!

Move now!

ARTHUR: Blocking vehicle, go. Take 'em.

MALE VOICE: Hey! Keep your hands where I can see them, or I'll shoot.

- (EXPLOSION) - (MALE VOICE GROANS)

ANDY: Get out! Get out! Get out!

- Get on the ground! - Get down there!

- Don't move! - ANDY: Hands up! Get down!

- Hands in front of you. - Check out that van. Go!

OFFICER: You got it.

MALE VOICE: My... my ears!

(WHIMPERS)

- ARTHUR: Anything? - MALE VOICE 1: Van clear.

- ANDY: Got a gun! Get up! - MALE VOICE 2: Got a gun here. Let's go

ANDY: Let's go! Come on!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Hold on! Where are the other, guys? - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Get down! - Get him down! Get him down!

OFFICER: White van's clear.

All right Let's get everybody back into the house.

Greg, take care of vouchering all these weapons.

- Okay, Lieu - Andy.

Make sure this army weapon gets back into the house.

- ANDY: Yeah. - All right! Great job, men!

Captain, got anything you want to say to these guys?

Yeah. Fine job, men. Fine job.

- Yeah, fine job. - HAVERILL: You all right, Andy?

- OFFICER: Let's go. - JAMES: All right let's go.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - (PHONE RINGING)

The interview rooms are full,

- so, take them to the cells downstairs. - OFFICER: All right, let's go.

Till, a proper statement has been cleared.

You should have seen their faces after those concussion grenades went off.

I'll tell you, I... I was

standing clear across the street. My ears are still ringing.

Lieutenant we're getting calls from all the news media.

- What do you want me to tell them? - I'm already on that.

I'm gonna hold a news conference downstairs.

Maybe, you, and I should have a word in my office first.

What? (CHUCKLES) I think I know all the details, Lieutenant

- I don't think so. - (PHONE RINGING)

- DONNA: 15th Detectives Squad... - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Close the door.

(DOOR CLOSING)

What, are you going to tape this conversation?

Listen to this.

HAVERILL: (OVER TAPE) I want Fancy on tape

buying into a story you admit to him is bogus.

VINNY: (OVER TAPE) No, the armored car heist is real.

HAVERILL: (OVER TAPE) I'm talking about this Pachenko nonsense.

You get Fancy to sign on. And I'm gonna use it to get him out.

VINNY: (OVER TAPE) All right, if that's what you want.

HAVERILL: He's a careful nigger, but you made a career out of lying.

So I am confident you'll come up with the right details.

You dirty son of a bitch.

Now, there's an easy way. There's a hard way.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

That tape's either a preamble to your retirement speech downstairs,

or it's my attorney's opening argument at your civil trial.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

I'll take retirement.

I got no love for what this job's turned into.

Why?

Is it me. Or everybody Black?

I got several colored friends.

- I don't like your attitude. - Too much self-respect?

Yeah. Yeah, maybe that's it.

Better get to your press conference.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Where'd you get this, the bottling plant? - Wanted to give you some time to think.

Do you realize, how long I've been here? I want this over.

Shouldn't be much longer.

Good.

Can we get that help now, George?

I would think he plans everything very precisely.

I would think the man chooses victims he is not connected to.

Places where the victims aren't expecting it, where they'll be surprised.

He's walked his escape route.

And he's fully prepared to delay action

any time he encounters unforeseen circumstances.

He must've really been pissed off

last August in Battery Park when that guy ran.

Yeah, probably.

What's he trying to accomplish?

Well, he kills couples right?

Maybe he has some kind of special sixth sense,

tells him when a man's going to be dominated by a woman.

And he wants to prevent that?

GEORGE: Wouldn't you prevent that if you could?

Do you know anyone who wouldn't prefer a quick, painless death

to years, and years of torture?

I don't know, George that doesn't work for me.

- Yeah, why not? - BOBBY: 'Cause what about the woman?

- He kills the woman too. - GEORGE: The woman's the whole

problem here. Of course, he kills the woman.

She's the only one that really deserves to die.

In his mind.

We got to talk about a gun, George.

What do you mean?

We found a gun in your apartment just where you told me to look.

Where I told you to look?

I think we're in touch on this here, George.

You wanted me to find that gun.

That's why you mentioned how hot it was last summer.

You knew I'd look at your air conditioner, in your place.

Wonder why it wasn't working.

You knew I'd find that gun there.

Yeah.

Yeah, I did say it was... was hot.

But I... I don't see the connection, my having a gun.

It's a match, George. We matched it to the Webster shootings,

just like you knew we would.

We got you, George.

You let yourself get caught.

Now, help me understand. Otherwise, this turns into a freak show,

and Webster is just another weirdo.

And I don't want that.

Yeah.

That really wouldn't be fair.

Think about it.

He really is saving people.

Why did he come back to a different area of the city?

(GULPS) The nexus of men...

In need of his help... Shifted.

(INHALES DEEPLY)

One place was in need, and then another.

He goes where he's needed.

Where he'd disappeared those five years?

Broward County, Florida, would be my guess.

Was he active there?

Uh, I wouldn't be surprised if he did some interventions.

But these were shootings, right?

- Hmm. - Why did he start strangling in August?

Have you ever seen anyone strangled?

I would guess it's much more gruesome than being shot.

You die

looking your killer in the eyes.

That woman who got strangled...

what did she do to Webster?

(BREATHES DEEPLY) She kicked him in the testicles.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

You gonna write this up for us, George?

- Hey, Adrianne. - Hey.

- Congratulations... - (DRAMATIC MUSIC CONCLUDES)

...on the armored car collars.

Yeah, all I did was wear an itchy uniform.

I liked the earlier part of the day better.

What do you mean?

You know, working with you on that arson case.

So where do you stand on that guy?

Well, he admitted he sent the note. And he's waffling on starting the fire.

Hey, complainant can't testify on that part.

No. If he don't go for the arson, he may not do time.

- I get a bad feeling off this guy. - JAMES: Yeah?

You think he might go the next step? Get violent?

Yeah. I think he could. I think he's trouble waiting to happen.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

So, uh, you don't mind me saying, I, uh, I enjoy working with you.

No. I enjoy working with you, too.

James, they want us downstairs for the press conference.

- Really? - Yeah.

Okay.

(EXHALES DEEPLY) My picture's in the paper,

it's a big thing for my folks.

Stand next to Haverill.

You gonna be okay, now with that guy?

- Yeah, I'm gonna be fine. - Okay.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - (DOOR OPENING)

- Hey, Lieu. - ARTHUR: Vinny.

Some big doings going on outside.

Yeah, there's about to be a press conference.

Well, you came down on those skeeves like a rat trap, huh, Lieutenant?

- Haverill's decided to retire. - Well, you don't say.

Yeah. I got your check here.

I got some destinations pre-selected for this money, believe me.

Sign the back and I'll give you cash.

No problem. Department check's never any trouble.

Sign it, Vinny.

Actually, in this neighborhood, I would prefer

not to carry such a large sum of currency.

Vinny, I'm not gonna give you a chance to work with the check.

Work with the check? What are you talkin' about?

Meanin' I don't want you adding

- a couple of zeros to it. Now, sign it. - VINNY: Whoa,

whoa, Lieu, that would be very short-term thinking.

Well, you are a day-to-day guy, Vinny.

VINNY: Yeah, well, I'm taking a longer view now.

You're lookin' at the new, and improved Vincent A. Greco.

In fact, I got my eye on a development situation,

something in the planning stages.

These a-holes have been led to believe there's some dope in this warehouse.

Yeah, well, bring it to me when you get a little more.

VINNY: Hey. Lieu...

- you be good to yourself, huh? - Yeah. You, too, Vinny.

- ARTHUR: Count to five, then walkout. - Okay.

One...

two...

- So I won't be staying here now? - No, they're moving you to Rikers.

Hmm, that's too bad.

Why? You'll like it there. It's got a better view.

I know. I just heard Webster's in the station house.

I was hoping to get to meet him.

(SIGHS)

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

Oh, all right, there's Lieutenant Fancy now.

Let's get this on the road.

Is there a development in the Webster case?

No. This is, uh, exclusively, regarding the arrests

in the attempted armored car hijacking.

Needless to say, I, uh, I'm extremely proud

of the effective, uh, execution of this operation

by the detectives of the 15th Squad,

commanded by Lieutenant Fancy, and under my supervision.

BOBBY: Yeah, I'll get back to you.

I am especially, uh, pleased to be instrumental

with this operation, and that, uh...

Recently I have decided to

take my retirement from active duty.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - Take questions.

Some of the detectives, and uniform patrol personnel

who were involved in this operation are standing beside me.

I single out for particular mention

Detectives Sipowicz, Medavoy, and Martinez.

It was because of their courage and dedication

that I believe this operation went so well.

I'm also very pleased that there were no casualties.

- Um, questions. - (REPORTERS CLAMOR)

If I were you, I'd tell my editor to save some space on that metro page

for late-breaking news.

Any ideas what that would be?

Off the record?

Wouldn't be surprised if there's a break on Webster.

Confession?

Wouldn't surprise me.

If I got the story started,

could I get confirmation in a couple of hours?

Yeah. We'll give you a call.

- Thanks, Bobby. - Sure.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Greg, James, good going.

- What's doin' with your guy? - He went.

- He did? - Mm-hmm.

- All right. - BOBBY: He went, Lieu.

Hey, way to go, Bobby.

I'll wanna call that Mr. Rudman, let him know we got this guy.

- ANDY: How'd Solomon do? - BOBBY: He was in there.

Yeah? What was he doin', holdin' your coat?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Hey. - Hey.

- How's he doing? - He's writin' away.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

Did you tell the bosses?

No. Just Fancy.

(EXHALES DEEPLY) I'm 48 years old.

That right?

Is there gonna be room for me, how it went down?

There's gonna be more room for you than you made for me.

I appreciate it.

Yeah.

(MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER TV) - (KNOCKING ON DOOR)

- Yeah! - BENITA: It's Benita.

(BOBBY EXHALES DEEPLY)

- Hey. - Papergirl.

- (BENITA CHUCKLES) - (CHUCKLES) Come on in.

- (CHUCKLES) - Did I wake you?

No. I'm sittin'.

Thinking about the case, trying to watch a movie.

- Hot off the press. - It's your story on Webster, huh?

Front page, metro section, above the fold.

- Let me take your coat. - Oh. Thanks.

Can I, uh, get you a soda, uh, a beer, or something like...

- BENITA: No, thanks. - I can make you a sandwich, or...

- No. - That does it for the refreshments.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

You have a great place, um, did you just move in?

No, actually I've been here for a while, six months or so.

- You moved in here after your wife died. - BOBBY: Mm-hmm.

I...

I really haven't gotten around to unpacking yet.

- Bobby, do you want me to go? - No.

No.

No, no.

It's just that I'm a little scared, is all.

Don't be scared.

(MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(MELANCHOLIC MUSIC CONCLUDES)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(THEME MUSIC CONCLUDES)