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[brake screeching]

[gunshots popping]

[soft vocal music playing]

Load it up.

- Hold up. - [helicopter blades whirring]

- [gangster] It's gone. - Okay, come on, come on.

[*]

[gunshot pops]

[theme song playing]

[*]

When was the last time you had sex?

None of your business.

You brought it up.

I was just asking how your last date went.

Well, I don't think their three-week hiatus

from carnal knowledge in the age of herpes, HIV,

and venereal warts is all that abnormal.

I was just asking,

I don't know what you're getting all defensive about.

I'm not defensive.

Why don't you want to talk about it?

- I just don't. - You're hiding something.

No, I ain't. What's the deal?

[indistinct] and 20-year-old street dealer shot in the back of the head.

- Witnesses? - Nothing like it.

- You're seeing someone, aren't you? - What?

I'm not talking to you. I'm talking to him.

- It's none of your business. - It's none of my business?

I'm your partner. Come on, give it up.

Nope, I don't kiss and tell, babe.

He didn't want his drugs or his money.

Just his life.

See, what I don't get is about every four minutes,

some woman drops trou in front of me.

Last year during the fire investigation,

there was this Veronica Velez chick.

And then that night at the motel,

it was the hooker who did the naked water ballet in front of me.

But lately, if I try to romance a woman,

I wake up in the morning with a pillow between my legs.

Detective Kellerman, there's been another shooting

reported in an apartment building in [indistinct].

Well, I'm working here.

It looks like another drug killing,

and your lieutenant asked that you and Detective Lewis respond.

It's only four blocks away.

[siren wailing]

Careful, Detectives, it's pretty slippery in here.

What, you spilled your coffee?

No, there are three victims, all shot in the back of the head.

Blood everywhere.

One.

[unnerving instrumental playing]

Two, three.

Got two back of the head.

Black wrapped rounds.

Looks like these shootings are yours too, Detective.

Great, all this overtime

will never get you dumped.

[Kellerman sighs]

[pop music playing over car radio]

[camera shutter clicking]

- [Kellerman] Mr. Flemming? - Yeah.

You live next door, right?

Yes.

[Lewis] Come on this way, please.

[Kellerman] It's all right, Mr. Flemming,

we'll get you out of here in a minute.

The name of the family was Mathias?

[Lewis] What was the family's name, sir?

Ca-- Calvin Mathias was the husband.

Marta was the wife.

Was this their son?

They killed [indistinct] too.

You heard any shots late last night or early this morning?

No.

[Kellerman] Any yelling or screaming?

No, nothing.

[Lewis] Did you know what the Mathias family did for a living?

Yeah, I know they dealt drugs.

- That didn't bother you? - [Flemming] Of course it did.

According to the powers that be if you're out of work,

it's more of a sin to be on welfare than it is to deal drugs.

Just live a little longer.

Where's Rochelle?

Who?

Rochelle, that little eight-year-old.

- You sweep the place? - [Lewis] Oh, man.

Yeah, I mean--

[suspenseful instrumental playing]

Lewis, I found her.

[whispering] Hi.

It's okay, sweetheart, come here.

No, it's all right, all the bad guys are gone.

Come here.

I got you.

Well, well, Kellerman.

Up to now, there's been--

[indistinct] here, [indistinct] there,

but now, now you have got four.

Count them, four drug-related deaths.

No witnesses.

So it looks like you're going to pop

a big-time detective cherry on this one, huh?

My advice to you is to ask for as little help as possible.

That way, if you close these cases, it's your glory alone,

instead of looking like we bailed you out or something.

And if I screw it up?

Then none of us has [indistinct] with you.

Good luck, Mike.

[Giardello] Kellerman.

Yeah?

It's pretty, isn't it?

What?

The way the boy just stands here.

[indistinct] century that are dead and gone.

I love the way the red and black melt together in harmony.

A haiku of color and vengeance.

- It's pretty. - [Giardello gasps]

Oh, oh.

Look here.

You're upsetting the balance.

You see, Mike?

You need just a little red.

This is too much.

I'd do something about that.

Maybe some more black.

- I'm trying, Lieutenant. - You're trying.

I love that.

That makes me happy.

And you want to keep me happy.

Now, did you talk to anybody in Narcotics yet?

- No, not yet. - Not yet.

[laughing] Not yet.

Keep me smiling, Kellerman.

[Lewis] I like potato chips. You want some potato chips, huh?

No?

Here you go.

I'm sorry, these are the best crayons that I could find.

Would it be okay with you if I asked you just a few more questions?

- How'd you end up in the closet? - Mommy told me to hide.

- [Lewis] Hide from what? - The angry men.

Do you remember how many angry men there were?

Did you see any of them?

Do you remember how many voices you heard?

Did your mom and dad say any names out loud?

I just heard gunshots.

Do you maybe know, more or less, what time that was?

Rochelle? Baby, I'm here.

Aw.

[Amy sighs]

Hi. I'm Detective Kellerman.

This is my partner, Detective Lewis.

Detective Lewis, Meldrick Lewis.

Amy Jennings.

I'm Rochelle's godmother.

What happened?

You want some coffee?

Yeah, come here, Rochelle.

- It's okay. - Come on, it's all right. I wanna show you something.

- Come here, it's okay. - [Amy] I'll just be there.

Sitting right over there, okay?

I'm gonna show you something, come here.

It looks like someone they knew,

or someone they were doing business with, came by and executed them.

[Amy sighs]

[indistinct]

Poor ignorant woman.

Who's that?

Marta.

Rochelle's mother,

I used to be best friends with her.

Can you do me a favor,

and write your address down for me?

We'll be keeping an unmarked car outside your house for just a little while.

Why?

Well, if whoever killed the parents realize that they missed a witness,

they may come looking for her.

And I'll make sure that a squad car escorts you home today, okay?

- Fine. - Thanks.

Rochelle, come on, honey.

Okay, let's go.

Oh, can you give me a number where I can find you during the day?

Uh, Cheswolde High School. I'm a teacher.

- Thanks. - Thank you.

Good dog.

- What? - D-O-Gee. Dog.

- What? - Dog.

I can't-- The body's not even cold,

and you're already trying to make the godmother.

No, I'm not.

I mean, she's definitely not hard on the eye or anything.

You got that right.

So where are we going?

To talk to some guys from Narcotics.

They'll give us the big clues so we can solve the big case.

[car honking]

So the Mathias' finally got some extra drain holes

installed in the back of their heads, huh?

That's cold, man, the whole family was executed.

You know Mohammed Corson?

Yeah. Why?

He was killed the same morning as the Mathias'.

Guess we won't be bothering him tonight.

What type of weapon was used?

...44 Magnum.

Rims wrapped in black magazine, gray paper?

Bodies together. Mouth taped with silver duct.

- Uh-huh. Drak. - Drak.

Drak?

The guy you're looking for is Alonzo Fortunado.

His street name is Drak.

Twenty-eight, good-looking, smart.

Used to be a track star.

He runs a lot of dope out of a tavern called Bar None on Ponca Street.

Ratfisher's about to reel in his nest egg.

Who's Ratfisher?

That afterbirth right there.

He's trying to buy a key from us,

wrap it up, break it down, and make 50 grand on his life savings.

Beats the hell out of sitting home waiting to hit the lotto.

- Let's go, and hold this puppy. - Get him.

[suspenseful instrumental playing]

[Lewis] Damn.

Damn.

That right there is why you should just say no to drugs.

Let's go see if Drak's in Bar None.

We need backup now [indistinct].

[indistinct] now face the wall!

[men arguing indistinctly]

Where'd you get the grand you dropped on the floor?

- I don't know. - You know a guy named Drak?

- I don't know nobody. - Oh, you don't know nobody?

- What are you, a monk? - I don't know.

Well, you better start knowing something, idiot,

'cause I got you holding a half-ounce.

I don't know nothing.

[*]

I gotta sleep. Please, let me sleep.

Not today. Where'd you buy your dope?

In the bathroom.

Who did you buy it from?

You buy it from a guy named Drak?

Just let me close my eyes for a minute.

No, no, no, no, now, don't go to sleep on me now.

Who'd you buy your dope from? I'll let you sleep.

Tell me, was it Drak?

Hey, Doug, you want to fill [indistinct]?

- You get anything? - Enough.

I keep waking him up, he keeps falling asleep.

He mumbled something about a club Drak hangs out and [indistinct].

Let's check that out.

[*]

Man, these people have some nice rides.

[Lewis] It don't seem right, does it?

[Kellerman] No one ever said the good fight paid well.

Mm, you ever been tempted?

Never.

If you haven't, how do you even know what I'm talking about?

Any cop would know what you're talking about.

[Lewis] Walking to some crib on some bus,

see a big, tall stack of green just sitting there, nobody looking.

[Lewis sighs]

- You ever do it? - No.

Could you?

I don't understand how some poor bastard boy or girl in blue

might be tempted, though.

There's a whole lot of money out in that world to be had.

I ever see you do it, I'll shoot you in the nads, how about that?

Bet.

Hey.

He don't look like no bloodthirsty dope dealer.

Black Duster, mountain boots.

Like a walking rock video.

[Kellerman] Hey, Drak.

Yo, what's up? You Alonzo Fortunado?

- How much time, I got to ask. - [Lewis] All time you need.

Just want to have a little chat, that's all, no biggie.

I can talk [indistinct].

Yeah, see, we got a boss who likes to do things by the book,

you know what I'm saying?

It'd be a huge help if you'd just give us a little of your time.

Damn, fellas.

I got a date inside all lathered up for me.

She'll wait.

Look, why don't both of you come inside, relax.

I'll buy you both a donut and a beer.

[all laughing]

I'm losing my sense of humor.

We're early in the relationship for that, don't you think?

[Lewis] So what we got on the fearsome Dracula?

Nothing, not even a traffic tip.

- So maybe we got the wrong guy. - I told you.

How is it you distribute narcotics and you're never been caught?

You're that smart or you just that lucky?

A little both, not enough for either.

Oh, you went to Lake Clifton, huh?

Yeah.

Me too.

I grew up in Lafayette Courts.

You lucky to be sitting on the other side of that table then, huh?

I was classed in 1980. What about you?

- '88. - '88.

You have a Mrs. [indistinct] for civics class?

[laughs] Yeah.

We used to call her The Bae.

- Uh-huh. - Was she good looking?

Hell no.

Just the way she swung her ruler like she was the Sultan of SWAT.

Yeah, she was a good teacher though, kept your attention.

Yeah. Yeah.

You graduated?

- 3.1. - [Lewis] 3.1?

Why you didn't try to go to college?

A fertile, creative mind like you got?

I thought about it, I ran track, tried to get a scholarship.

Dope money too good?

There ain't no gray areas with you, is there?

You sell dope, Alonzo?

What y'all make a year?

None of your damn business.

Fifty, sixty grand with overtime?

[scoffs] Yeah, with lots of overtime.

Wait, wait, wait, a second, That's your excuse?

An eight hour day for an honest living that just doesn't suit you?

It's about having choices.

Oh, right, right, right.

Either you go to college or you deal drugs?

You know what it's like to work a 12 hour shift, and not make the rent?

You need to come sit over here. Try on these shoes.

I walked [indistinct] in my shoes, my brother.

And you should walk back, my brother.

Say what? What?

I mean, you should-- I mean, you should show--

You're an example to the kids, man, the kids need to see you.

That's beautiful. You know the Mathias family?

Yeah, I know.

[Kellerman] Mohammed Corson, you know him?

Yeah, I know him, too.

But you should be using the past tense, they all dead.

Where were you late last night,

early this morning, huh?

- In bed. - [Lewis] Alone?

I'm never in bed alone, are you?

So you were getting piped when they got whacked?

- Yeah. - [Lewis] Can you prove that?

Come check my sheets.

Okay, and how much did the Mathias' and Corson make selling your dope?

If I answer that, I might accidentally incriminate myself.

And you had no bone to pick with any of them?

- No bone. - And nobody ever sold you short?

- No. - [Lewis] Then who killed them?

Ain't me.

Well, you used to kill [indistinct], Alonzo?

I never take the life.

You gonna have to give us more than this.

I ain't got more to give.

Well, you know what? It's getting a little late.

So why don't we put Mr. Fortunado up for the night?

Then we can start tomorrow. That okay for you?

Would you like a smoking or a non-smoking cell, huh?

[Lewis laughs]

Check out Mahoney.

- Mah-who? - Luther Mahoney.

- Who that? - Very low-key.

Proper dude.

He actually finished college.

Yeah, what, this college boy killing your dealers?

Ask him.

- [Kellerman] You cross him? - Ask him.

Oh, so you're just a well-meaning, misunderstood drug dealer.

Is that it?

You know, dope and getting high,

are as American as apple pie.

You see them blimps flying over Candom Yards?

They ain't just selling fruit juice.

They selling [indistinct].

Now, it might just be big, but it's a [indistinct].

Get up.

[Lewis] Damn.

That's a damn shame. It's a waste.

- He chose that life. - Nah, Mikey.

People like him go off in that direction.

They don't necessarily know that's what's gonna happen to them.

Anybody can make a bad decision.

Huh? Even you. Look at your first marriage.

Great, but he keeps making them every single day.

That's the waste.

You thinking what I'm thinking?

- Huh? - No.

Mikey, we got our own little drug war in our own little streets.

[sighs]

[gunshots popping]

[soft vocal music playing]

Don't you people recycle?

[gunshots popping]

[gunshot pops]

What you want?

- [gun cocks] - [gunshot pops]

- [Kellerman] Who we got? - Forrest Pindell.

You don't recognize him?

That's the cat you rousted from that bar the other day.

He looks different without a face.

[tires screeching]

Oh, good, Gee's here to offer support and wisdom.

- Got any advice? - Yeah.

He tends to spit when he yells. Just step back.

[police radio chatter]

What a beautiful day, huh?

Smell that?

- [Kellerman] Yeah. - [Lewis] Yeah, Gee.

Spring is just around the corner.

Life is renewed, reaffirmed.

Gee, we pushing ice cream up a hill with a stick on this one.

You're gonna have to give us some time.

Detective Lewis, I have nothing but confidence in you and Detective Kellerman.

We got a little bit of a street fight going on here.

You know, I could never live in California like my daughter, Charisse.

No seasons, I need seasons.

I need change. You know what I mean, Mike?

That warm, happy feeling

that arrives when the May sun touches your face,

and lets you know that everything will be okay?

You know that feeling, Mike?

- Yeah. - Good! That's...

good.

[Giardello laughing]

[sighs] Damn, I ain't never seen him that pissed off before.

I know.

What?

- Where's Meldrick? - He's urinating.

[keyboard clattering]

- How's the multiple going? - Oh, it's going really well.

Yeah, I thought you could use some advice.

Okay, I got everything under control.

Mike, look, you got five murders.

Well, I still got an hour till lunch.

- It's just one case. - What?

I'm saying if you think of it as one case instead of five murders--

[Pembleton] Six.

What's this?

Thirty-six hours ago, a truck driver

was killed in Canton in the old iron scrapyard.

The driver was a gypsy trucker who drove a route from South Florida to the Northeast.

Yeah, he was hauling cocaine, about 150 keys.

He'd been doing this for some time before.

He owned an apartment building

and a 60-foot Grand Banks trawler.

Narcotics said that the shipment belonged to Luther Mahoney,

you ever heard that name?

Yeah, this dealer named Drak we talked to last night mentioned him.

Maybe Drak hijacked the load.

Yeah, it's no honor among drug dealers, you know?

If somebody stole my drugs, and was selling them, I might get ornery, too.

Well, it's a nice motive to explain

why all the Drak's dealers are getting whacked.

I'll call the Narcs, see if they have a current address on Mahoney.

I've run across this Luther Mahoney once or twice.

Just like Kevlar.

Nothing ever gets to him.

Thanks.

And don't let this get you down, but drug killings only have

a 20% success rate of conviction.

[eerie instrumental building]

[Kellerman whispering indistinctly]

[grunting]

Detective Kellerman.

- Hey, how you doing? - Good.

- Need a spot? - No, thanks.

- You work out? - No.

My brothers did, though.

I mean, they were always running around the house,

flexing and grunting

and sweating on the furniture.

Yeah, but my sister said the same thing about me.

- [Amy chuckles] - [Kellerman clears throat]

How's Rachelle?

Sleeps a little hard to come by,

but she's okay.

That's good.

You gonna raise her?

I'm gonna try.

Good, she'll be in better hands.

Thank you.

[romantic vocal music playing]

You have kids?

No.

- You married? - I was.

Me too.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

- How long did you make it? - A year and a half.

You got me beat. I only made it 14 months.

Dating again is fun, huh?

Ah, tell me about it.

And the thought of that first kiss

with someone is terrifying.

- Let alone sex. - I know.

I make an idiot of myself every time I put my mouth in front of a woman I like.

You aren't right now.

I'm a handful anyway, so I've been told.

[*]

She was wrong.

Whoever told you that.

Hey, Kellerman.

Excuse me.

[Kellerman laughs nervously]

[Howard] Meldrick? You see your partner?

Yeah, he's in there working out.

Well, in the middle of a multiple homicide, he finds time to pump?

I don't know, he says it relieves stress.

- What you got there, Sarge? - Oh, it's Mahoney's address.

Okay, he'll be on the road in a minute.

He got somebody in there, he's talking to anyone?

- Oh, yeah. He's cool. - All right.

[Lewis] You feeling better?

What?

[Lewis] Was it good to you?

Don't be a pig.

Me, be a pig? Me?

I wasn't the all-American boy closing the deal on the squat rack.

It was the bench press.

And nothing happened.

Oh, come on, man, I'm your partner, you can tell me.

There was nothing to tell.

You're lying.

You're jealous.

I'm not jealous, man. I'm happy for you.

- Besides, I'm in love myself. - Yeah, right.

I am.

She and her Church, they're organizing

this candlelight peace vigil Friday night,

you know, to stop all the street violence.

They want to hold it in front of headquarters.

She just came by to ask if one of us would help organize it.

You know, get a good showing of cops.

That's an excellent idea. That's a fine idea.

The only problem with that is, though,

that the people you want to be there to see that

are the gangbangers out there doing all the killing.

They don't exactly RSVP to these events.

Well, I told her we'd be there.

You like it, don't you?

I must really like her, my stomach's killing me.

[sighs] What a day.

Oh, this looks like a good place for a drug dealer to do business.

Why'd you stop here?

Why'd you drive all the way to the front door?

[indistinct], folks?

Kill anybody lately?

- Nope. - Then you can't help us.

Luther Mahoney around?

Robbery, Vice, Narcotics?

Homicide, actually.

I'll get him.

[indistinct] Homicide.

Homicide.

- I'm Luther Mahoney. - Yeah, I'm Detective Kellerman.

This is Detective Lewis.

Homicide, huh? The best of the best.

What can I do for you?

Confess.

[laughing]

[Lewis] Actually, we just want to ask you a couple questions.

Let's go outside.

Got this new merry-go-round they're putting up in the backyard.

I want to take a look at it.

Need a coach?

[Kellerman] So you manage this place, huh?

Yeah, I manage, run, own and finance.

Business that good?

Can't complain.

[Lewis] What exactly is your business, my brother?

You guys, I need this thing up and running before school gets out at 3:00, all right?

[Kellerman] The other night sure must have caused

an interruption in the cash flow.

Pardon me?

Yeah, this truck loaded with a couple of hundred fresh new kilos of coke

with your name on them got ripped off.

Now, you can't buy any more swing sets

or merry-go-rounds if that keeps up.

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

Sure you do, Luther.

Dig deep.

Guys, I'm in a youth center.

A daycare.

Run a free kitchen.

[indistinct] books for the elementary school,

when the tax money won't cover it.

I'm a community activist.

Yeah, that's very impressive. How do you do all of that?

I'm smart.

I think what my partner means is how do you pay for all that?

I'm smart.

I'm just trying to take care of my neighborhood guys.

Okay, so the Mathias' and that 13-year-old boy,

they must have lived in a different zip code, is that it?

Not to mention Mohammed Corson.

Right, and the bald guy, the one without the face.

- What's his name? - Pindell.

Right, they all worked for some guy named Drak.

You heard of him?

Lived by the dope, he died by the gun.

At least that little Mathias girl lived though, right?

Did you kill them, Luther?

No, and I don't know who did.

You know something?

I believe you.

Because you're too smart to have blood on your hands.

But let me tell you something.

If you even hinted to anyone

that you wanted them dead,

that's all I'm going to need to lock your ass away.

Think about it.

Where were you two nights ago around about midnight?

Chicago.

- [beeper beeping] - Is that you or me?

[Kellerman sighs]

Happy hunting, guys.

[prison door buzzing]

[door bangs open]

Hey, about time. Where the hell you been?

Well, you know, some of us got day jobs.

- [Kellerman] What's your name? - Dean. Dean Hoover.

- They call me Deano Hoover. - That's great.

- You want something, Deano? - No. Just a drink.

What I heard is going to help you out.

I was speeding yesterday.

But I'm clean now.

Thank you.

[Lewis] So let's hear it.

Well, I got brought in last night.

I was trying to buy this hooker at this bar on the block

when this pain-in-the-ass vice cop comes along, and hauls me in.

You believe that?

Anyways, I'm waiting on line for the phone, right, to make my bail.

And this brother's standing next to me.

He's all jacked up on some kind of dope.

And he's talking about how he's going to

rip this other guy Drak's heart out, and eat it.

Can you believe that?

He wants to eat this guy's frigging heart.

It's shocking. Go on.

Anyways, so I ask him, you know,

"What's up with that heart-eating stuff?"

And he tells me how he just left his sister's house,

and saw this guy Drak walking in.

- So? That's nothing. - [Deano] Oh, yeah?

Well, get this, the sister said something

about how Drak was all bent out of shape at her

for shorting him money.

She liked to snip herself once in a while, know what I mean?

What was his name?

I'm going to ask a heart-eater his name?

Good point.

I got the sister's name, though.

[Lewis] What's that?

Marta. Marta Mathias.

- Open up. - [Deano] Hey, where you going?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, what about me? Where you going?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, what about me?

What about Deano, huh?

What about my reward?

What about dropping my charges, huh?

Give me some cigarettes, at least.

I'm going.

Your house informants are just one step up from sidewalk spit.

But if Drak's cleaning house,

and all these killings are related like I think they are,

that means he did them all.

- [Giardello] You going after him? - Yeah.

[Giardello] Frank and Tim will cover the nightclub you first found Drak at

in case he shows up there.

So, I guess, we'll go to Drak's house, huh?

He's not going quietly. You guys want backup?

Nah, we don't need no QRT parade on this one.

- Well, then be unreasonably cautious. - Uh-huh.

Hey, go ahead, good work, Mike.

Oh, don't pat my back yet or jinx me.

[Pembleton] You ever been [indistinct]?

[Bayliss] Define the terms.

Stoned. Wrecked. Wasted.

Or otherwise beside yourself as a result of chemical inebriation.

- Um, yes. - What drug?

Shrooms.

Tell me, you're a day tripper.

No, no.

I was once when I was 16.

Some friends and I, you know,

went to the Poconos to go skiing.

- What was it like? - Well, I, uh--

I cried for eight hours,

and then ate 50 snowballs.

- Snowballs? - Yeah. Yeah.

[indistinct], it was brutal.

I've never snorted, swallowed, or injected a drug in my life, okay?

My system is pristine.

I've got nothing in common with any drug addict.

You have a headache, what do you take for it?

Aspirin.

Aspirin, approved for over-the-counter use

by the FDA, the Food and...

Drug Administration?

Shut up.

[Pembleton] Why'd you cry?

I was terrified.

As the sky,

it turned red,

and then, you know, faces

are coming out of the trees like--

like out of Wizard of Oz.

And then I had to remember how to breathe.

It was just awful.

Frank, what is this?

Some sort of a smoking competition here again?

[Bayliss coughs]

Helps me relax, it picks me up, and calms me down.

[Bayliss] No, no, you smoke, because you're an addict.

Yes, I'm a junkie, Tim.

No, you're no junkie.

I don't think you'd kill anyone with a pack of cigarettes.

Wouldn't I?

You're telling me you never inhale, huh?

- You never inhale. - [Kellerman] There's Drak.

[keys clattering]

[Kellerman] Hey, Drak, can we talk with you a sec?

[suspenseful instrumental playing]

I got the back.

[indistinct]

- [glass clatters] - [gun clicks]

[gun clicking]

You gonna kill me?

Huh?

You gonna kill me?

Answer me, you son of a bitch!

Well, well, well, super cop.

What you gonna do now, huh?

What you gonna beg for, your life, huh? Tell me.

Why you after me?

Didn't you go see Luther?

Why you hounding me for, huh? Talk to me, huh?

- [Kellerman grunts] - Talk to me!

[Kellerman coughing]

I was gonna arrest you.

That's funny.

I got the gun.

I got the power. I got your life in my hands.

Who's arresting who, you dumb motherf--

Who told you I was your man?

You got [indistinct] going into their place.

I did.

And you wanna know why?

I was telling them to lock their doors.

Some crew had just ripped Luther off, I knew he was coming for me.

You're chasing the wrong man, Einstein.

Mahoney's the angel of death. I told you that.

Why couldn't you just believe me?

I'm tired of running, man.

I've been running all my life.

I ain't gonna do it no more, yo.

Why'd you pull the trigger?

You scared me.

That a good feeling?

- No. - You like that?

No.

Then I proved my point.

You came to take my life.

And now I'm gonna--

I'll give you back yours.

Take it.

[slow melody playing]

I ain't innocent of a whole lot of things, yo.

But I ain't guilty of what you [indistinct].

[footsteps departing]

We need to slip out the [indistinct].

Let's go.

- [Lewis] What happened to you? - I fell.

[*]

Yeah, well, you never know, right?

Because I--

Hey, I'll call you right back, all right?

Hey, fellas, what's up?

- [Castelman] Thought you two should meet. - How's that?

[Castelman] We busted this guy this morning for beating the dealer half to death.

He was packing a .44 Magnum.

To that effect, you run two ballistics yet?

Mm-hmm, matched on every one.

Yeah, yeah. I did them all, all right?

Just get me a lawyer.

Why'd you do it?

Unless you're a member of the Maryland Bar,

I'm done talking.

- [Lewis] You know Luther Mahoney? - Never heard of him.

I thought you said you were done talking.

- [Castelman] Let's go. - [Lewis] Thanks a lot, boy.

Merry Christmas.

Hey, Gilligan.

Gilligan.

Permission to come aboard?

[Kellerman] Denied.

Damn.

I can definitely say you look better.

You think?

Well, I think I may have a cure for you.

While you were laying up here nursing that paper cut,

Narcotics found a weapon that killed Corson and the Mathias family.

Where?

They rousted some junkie with it.

So they ran a ballistics test on your behalf, and guess what?

It matched.

Your big case is down, son.

No, it's not.

Yeah, it is.

That junkie was trying to set a land speed record for killing dealers.

Come on, Mahoney set the guy up.

Yeah, probably.

But you know what, we could spend

the rest of our life trying to pull that,

we'll end up dying broken hearted.

Mahoney comes out clean.

That pisses me off.

Yeah.

Things be that way sometimes.

Come on, let's go fight some more crime.

Get your ass up.

In this corner, representing the pride

of the Baltimore City Police Department,

Michael...

"I Can Take a Whooping"

- ...Kellerman! - [applause]

Feeling all right? You need a heating pad?

- Maybe some [indistinct]? - Just my space. Thanks.

Okay.

[Giardello] Kellerman!

There's something different about you, Detective Kellerman.

I can't put my finger on--

Oh.

That's it.

Black is beautiful, isn't it?

[Kellerman] Yeah.

[sentimental vocal music playing]

Oh, thanks.

- Thank you. - Hey. Go ahead.

- Hi. - Hi.

- How are you doing? - Good.

What happened?

sAh, it's pretty ugly, isn't it?

Yeah, look, I was--

This is Danny.

Danny, this is Detective Kellerman.

How you doing?

How you doing?

- Okay. - Yeah? Good.

Nice meeting you.

[crowd singing Christian hymn]

[gunshot pops]

[woman screaming, sobbing]

[eerie instrumental playing]

[indistinct], call an ambulance!

Get her out of here! Get her out of here!

Go, get her out of here! Call an ambulance!

Hang on, man, hang on.

Call an ambulance!

[sentimental vocal music playing]

[Lewis] We got the shooter, two uniforms got him over here.

He's dead.

What a waste.

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[theme song playing]