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Hey, Stavros.

Coil it I said, not hang yourself!

Coil it, coil it, sure. How about
I throw up instead of coiling it!

Where's Sally? I thought she was gonna be with us.

She's pregnant — didn't he tell you? Really?!

Hey, fantastic. Since when?

Two months, but we didn't
want to say till we were sure.

The long ride, man!

Let's get a pool together — pick a day.

That's a good idea. What day do you want?

December 22nd. OK, the 22nd.

December 5th and it's a boy. December 30th.

Do you want a beer, Stavros?

Ah, no more, no more beer. Have a beer, Stavros!

No more beer. It's good for you!

You want to get a man so stocked
he's ready for crying out loud.

All right, Stavros. Right on the
jib. We're heading for a swim.

Crocker?

What's this, the Twilight Zone, where is everybody?

You remember, Lieutenant,
the guys rearranged their shifts,

so they could spend the afternoon on Richie's boat.

I'm covering here. No, I don't remember, Lieutenant.

You tell them to abandon ship.

Looks like we've got a shot to nail Jimmy Alonzo.

He's in a mid-town hotel
looking to buy 10 or 15lb of coke.

Take the address. I got a room
reserved right next door to his.

You tell Crocker to get a team
together and put out a stakeout.

We're gonna nab him this time.

Well, go, Rizzo!

And watch the dog. It's OK, he's right over here.

Stavros, the jib line.

Hey, one of you guys, get this stern line.

Turnabout line!

Hey, Richie, grab this stern line, will you?

Get that stern Line.

Watch the sides of it. I will.

Tie the rope.

Bobby. What are you doing -
you're supposed to be covering.

The Lieutenant sent me down. We got a fix on Alonzo.

I'll tell you about it on the way. We
got a make on Alonzo, we got to go.

I'll have Richie tie down
the boat. we'll be right there.

You got to... Trouble.

| told Sally | was off —duty at
midnight — this will be a problem.

What's the matter? You know women.

First few months of pregnancy they're emotional.

I don't show up on time, she thinks I'm cheating.

She really thinks she's Lost her looks.

Now, I think she's more beautiful than ever, you know.

Richie, once the kid comes,
you'll see how she brightens up.

Now, come on, let's get this boat secured.

I'll get this when you get the jib.

Who is it? Joe Kane.

Someone just came in the room.

Mr Alonzo.

You got a cop in the lobby.

Where is it? It's in a housekeeping cart

outside in the hall - 10lb pure coke.

Lieutenant, the seller just came
up to the room — Joe Kane I think.

The coke is stashed on the cart in the hall.

All right, follow Kane down to
the Lobby and stay behind him.

Have Larry pick up Alonzo.

This better be just like the sample.

Come on, I got a business, I got a reputation.

Police, freeze!

Alonzo!

Larry!

Larry. I'm OK. Lay back down.

Hey, I'll call an ambulance.

Thought you were coming down. I
went down one, then came back up.

That wasn't the plan.

Lieutenant, on the beat, I asked
Larry to do some things for me,

like check the tell tale that's string that
tells you which way the wind's blowing.

Look, the point is...

he doesn't see too well anymore
and he's too proud to wear glasses,

so I got worried about him.

For 30 years Larry's been a top detective.

You're very lucky to have broken in with him

and he's lucky to have you for a partner.

Larry, OK? In the shoulder.

I guess that means my age will put me out to pasture.

Is that right, Theo? Sooner or later.

Que sera, baby.

Your a good cop. Thanks.

Vicky, Selma, Louisa, who are they, Richie?

They are informants, Sally,
and where did you get this list?

Informants — oh, that covers all
the names I'll ever find, doesn't it?!

Sally... Hey, wait a minute, excuse me.

Sally, Richie and Larry have a network
of hookers they use as informants.

Oh, yes, of course, you're absolutely right.

How could I think such a terrible thing?

What did you do tonight, Richie? I was working!

Wait a minute, Richie. He risked
his own life to save Larry Morton.

That's nice.

Look, I'm sorry, but I just don't care anymore.

My lawyer's advised me to change the locks.

What?! You can come home if you want...

...but you won't get in!

Hello, Sally.

All right, back to work!

Here, Richie,

come on, she's pregnant.

She'll come around.

Well, of course, that depends? On what?

On his wife's lawyer. Come on.

Hey, Rich. Yeah?

Larry's gonna be all right.

That's something.

I found the Lieutenant myself, Larry.

We were gonna give you one
bottle of bourbon 30 years old

or either 30 bottles a year old,

so we settled for three bottles ten years old!

Thanks! Hey, I want them all open right now.

Easy on that.

I spent the best years of my life here.

Well, I want the best for all of
you. You're welcome any time, Larry.

Try to keep me away!

Hey, Larry, sorry I'm late,
partner. I got hung up at court,

but I didn't forget to get you a
present. I'm just glad to see you.

How you doing? You got a nice
tan — Miami must have been nice!

Yeah, it's OK for a couple of months,

but forever? No, there's no action.

I hated it.

Thanks.

Listen...

did Sally go through with the divorce? No.

We're err...

We're nowhere near that yet, thank God.

She has this lawyer — Coughlin.

He has all these preliminary hearings.

Every time I think I'm real
close to making peace with her

he tells her I'm just watching out for myself.

You know what the court
awarded him today? 5,000 bucks...

for two months work, which I don't have.

Plus she gets half my pay.

I don't even get to live in the
apartment. Plus my attorney.

I'll have to sell the boat if I can find a buyer.

Oh, I'm sorry, Richie.

How's Sally doing with the kid?

She's due in about two months.

She's crying herself to sleep every night

and this lawyer gets an injunction,

so now I can't even talk to her.

I could kill him, Larry.

Nice boat.

What are you asking?

I paid 9,500.

And I put another five grand into her.

New motor, sails, galley work.

You want to see below? How much?

Well, it's a really bad season to sell right now.

In spring she'll bring 4,000 more at least.

Look, I'll take $7,000, cash.

Write a bill of sale, sign it...

you'll get 2,000, 2,000?!

Is this some kind of a joke?!

I get more than that from a broker!

So, do it!

2,500.

Hey, you're hungry!

Take it.

Who the hell are you?! Don't tell me I'm hungry! Hey!

I see three witnesses looking at us.

You want to get sued for assault, you got it!

You've got enough lawyer problems if you ask me.

I didn't ask, so how come you told?

Get on the ground and spread them! Are you crazy?!

Here you go.

You look like a bum I saw. Take out your wallet.

You are making a big mistake. Just shut up!

I'll run you in.

Coughlin? He sends you to buy my boat
when he's got me nailed against the wall?!

Get out of here!

Charlene, I want those briefs sent
to my apartment when they're done.

Call Mrs Bright. Tell her not
to show in court tomorrow.

I'll explain that she's ill, that
way they'll give us an extension.

She'll get two more months in the house.

And I want that bill paid
tomorrow. Yes, Sir. Good night.

You know what it ought to say on this plate? Shyster.

Excuse me.

What's the matter? You run through
court so fast you forget the faces?

May I suggest, Mr Centorini, that
we limit our contact to the court house.

Now, would you please move.

I'm a detective investigating a crime.

You touch me, I'll arrest you.

You arrest me, I'll see that you're fired.

Now, move!

2,000 for my boat, huh?

Then you sit on it, for what, four months?

Make an $8,000 profit?

That's a crime in itself. No, Sir, it is not.

Now, you needed money to satisfy a court order.

I offered cash. You ought to thank me.

What do you need the money for,Coughlin?!

A new grill?!

Headlights?!

I have a licence for this for exactly this reason.

Now, do you move or not?!

Please. Please get off my wife's case.

I think we can work this out if you just try and help.

I'm not a marriage counsellor, Mr Centorini.

I'm a lawyer. And you'll pay
for this, I assure you of that.

Hey, Larry.

Thought you were retired. Where's Richie?

Had an appointment with his lawyer.
How long are they gonna drag it out?

Well, the way his wife's Lawyer
is milking this case, a year maybe.

A year?! I knew a guy who was married
and divorced three times in one year.

It would have been four,
only he murdered the last one!

What is this, a surprise party?

Theo...

Everett Coughlin, Centorini's wife's lawyer.

Called some friends in the department this morning.

Told them that Richie had threatened him yesterday.

Think you'd better talk to him. I'd hate
to see another career ruined by divorce.

I will, Frank. And thanks for being so patient.

Mr Coughlin, I'm with Mr Centorini.

We have a suggestion that
will settle this affair right now.

He'll agree to maintain all medical insurance

on his wife and child until the age of 18.

He'll pay 200 a month alimony until she remarries

and 200 a month support for the child also until 18.

Double it, Kirkorian. He draws
500 a week in his current grade.

Before taxes. Leave my client something.

Alimony is tax-deductable.

And of course you know she'll need a new vehicle,

an apartment suitable for raising a child,

plus some sort of live-in help.

She never asked for that before!

And a lump sum to cover emotional
counselling and other hardships

of say $10,000.

Plus, Kirkorian, the 5,000 in fees
already awarded me by the court.

And let's say another 1,000 each
month until this affair is settled.

why don't you ask for the
impossible, so we never get in court?!

You make a grand a month while
we sit around waiting for a court date.

You want a blank cheque?! I'll write it!

Look, let's just get this over with,

not for my sake, but for Sally's.

She has a baby on the way
and I'm sure this is hell on her.

I will talk to you, Kirkorian,
when you're ready to talk seriously.

But not to your client.

And he's damn Lucky that
I'm not suing him for assault.

I don't really need that $10,000 in cash.

What did he say? Nothing that would
serve your interests, Mrs Centorini.

He's doing what we call, churning the case —

creating delays, keeping your wife off balance,

generating a lot of fees. He
does it to a hundred clients a year.

Now, if we offer him 300 a month support. No!

No maybes, no maybes. I'll give him everything!

A blank cheque, anything to end this right now.

Crocker? Yes, this is Richie.

I need you guys to help me do something.

Mr Coughlin, I think you better come out here quick.

What the hell is this doing in my office, Centorini?!

You want everything I have?! Here it is!

We'll meet you downstairs. Get it out of here.

No, no, I'm giving it to you.

What's the matter? It's no good unless you steal it?!

Here you go. And if you don't think that's everything,

a blank cheque. Help yourself, it's good for 600,

It's all the blood I've got.

No, you have a boat that's insured for 10,000,

which you don't set foot on again after this weekend.

Oh, yeah?! I don't care how
much paper you slap on the boat.

After tomorrow it's not gonna be there!

And good Luck trying to find it!

Have fun!

Get me a private line.

Alvin? This is Coughlin.

I want us to meet.

There's a cafe, corner of sixth and 23rd.

I want a thorough job and I want it done tonight.

A boat...

I don't know. A boat, a
building, what's the difference?

A boat...rocks.

You could retire on the business I've thrown your way.

Alright, tonight.

Big pots, and knives, and forks, beds,

you just dumped in his office. And TV dinners,

light bulbs, shaving cream, everything.

Yeah, well, I like the gesture, Richie.

But look I've got to admit the
strain is showing in other areas.

Let's face it - reports that are weeks Late,

all those hours spent on personal matters.

I'll fight any suggestion of leave.

Now, wait a minute, don't jump the gun.

I'm really sorry, Lieutenant.

I know you're just trying to help me.

I don't know anymore, maybe I should take a leave.

No, do you know what you ought to do.

You ought to throw yourself
110% into a case Like you used to.

That will get your mind off personal matters.

Alright, I'll try, Lieutenant.

I catch a good case, I'll really try.

This is all we could salvage,
but it's in pretty good condition.

ID? A driver's license in the name of Alvin Kettle.

And this slip of paper might be of interest to you.

It likes a code of some kind.

Did I hear him say Kettle, the guy we
almost nailed in the bowling alley fire?

Yeah, one of New York's busiest torch men.

Blew out his own pilot light.

Now, what's he doing on your boat, Richie?

You tell me, Lieutenant. No, you tell me!

Because if Kettle doesn't bungle this job,

some guy in some pretty tough financial straits

stands to collect how much insurance?

10,000.

And you know what, Lieutenant, off the record,

I feel like punching you right in the face.

Thank God.

Hearing that makes me trust you a whole lot more

than if you come up with a quick alibi.

All right...

you ordered a case to sink
your teeth into, you take this one.

If I'm a suspect, they'll throw you under the carpet.

Yeah, well, look,

if you did it you'll hang yourself
trying to frame someone else.

What am I gonna tell you? You
sure that's not what you really believe?

I'm gonna take Kettle's piece of
paper here, figure out the code.

If your name pops up on
it you'll be the first to know.

Now, give me a clue, Richie.
Who's your first suspect here?

Coughlin, right?

Boat goes down, explosion in the bilge

and he collects ten grand on the insurance right away.

If I find Coughlin had anything
to do with, Richie, don't lynch him.

Build a case.

Guess what? I was up in
Records when Centorini came in.

Centorini? For what?

Copies of every court date
you've had in the last year.

Names and addresses of every client.

What does he want that for?

It's a good question.

Could be the name of some person he met.

Frank, what's the most common
place where numbers represent letters.

The phone. Right.

Look at that 23.

Second button, third Letter C.

Next button would be the six,

third letter O. 827

That's U.

Add them all up together, they don't spell mother!

They spell Coughlin.

So, 3.00 Wednesday afternoon,

the day before Kettle tries
to scuttle Centorini's boat,

Kettle has a meeting with Coughlin...

Mmm, it's pretty juicy, Frank.

Yeah, have Richie check out
every place they hung out together.

We might get lucky at one with a
reliable witness who saw them together.

I'll go and see Coughlin, find out
what his alibi was that afternoon.

Don't let on to him that we have any suspicions.

Warn Richie to do the same and Larry Morton.

And you warn the whole squad, Frank,

cos there's not one of them who'd try to help Richie.

Lieutenant, your detective is embarrassing me

acting in an irrational manner.

Now, if you can't discipline him,
I'll be forced to take him to court

for harassment. Why would he
want to harass you, Mr Coughlin?

Come on, Lieutenant. I represent his enemy -

just as you represent the enemy
to all those Little crooks out there.

It's a job. It's a racket!

'Hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn.'

And you carry that scorn to the bank.

Who was the last couple you helped bring together?

More than half the marriages
in this country end up in divorce.

Now, if people are so stupid and careless

that they can't protect what
was once a sacred relationship...

then as far as I'm concerned they're fair game.

Then your saying it's fair game for
me to shoot any shoplifter on-site?

What do you want, Lieutenant?

Well...maybe you're right about Centorini, Coughlin.

You know, he's under a big, big strain.

He said certain things to me which err...

I think maybe he doesn't remember correctly.

And here's your chance to help for once.

Wednesday afternoon at 3.00...

...the day before he tried to,
the day before his boat blew up.

He said he was with you and I believe
he was involved in something else.

He says he was with you in your
office from 3.00 to just after 4.00.

It's impossible, Lieutenant.

I wasn't even in my office from
2.30 until a little before 5.00.

You can check with my secretary.

Centorini Left here at 2.15.

He swore under oath,

I better send a man down here to
get a statement from your secretary.

Any time, Lieutenant, any time.

It may be good to have a secondary witness.

Can I get a statement from somebody you were with?

2.30...

Wednesday... I slipped off to a girlfriend's house

for a coffee break.

Well, could I have a name?

Sorry, she's married.

Oh...

You know, ...

I like the way you...

respect these sacred relationships.

If you come to my office will
you call? You'll feel right at home -

we got cockroaches.

At 3.00 Wednesday afternoon,

Kettle has a meeting with Coughlin.

And at 3.00 on Wednesday afternoon,

Coughlin can't come up with
an alibi, coincidence or what?

Kidding, Lieutenant? Take a look at this.

Out of the 108 cases handled by
Coughlin and his associates last year,

there's four names to remember,
Wilson, Leary, Rembeck and Warren.

Now, take a look at the list of arsons last year

for which Kettle was the number one suspect.

Four of them had property belonging to guess who?

Wilson, Leary, Rembeck, Warren.

And each one got an insurance windfall,

which Coughlin ripped off heavily

in the settlements for the wives

and an average fee and commission of $21,000.

So, misery doesn't just love company with Coughlin.

Misery is a company. Anybody have
any idea how Kettle met Coughlin?

Not one, Lieutenant. We can't find
anybody that can put them together.

We still got the guys working on it.

Well, if we go to the DA's office with what we got,

we ask for a warrant to bring
Coughlin before the grand jury,

they'll have us out of the office.

There's no way we can him swear to where he was.

Lieutenant, if he gets away with this...

Look, Richie...

An arsonist who kills himself
during the commission of a crime...

that's a murder facing Coughlin.

I admit it's a tough case, but
you're a tough detective, right?

So, if you want Coughlin, crack it.

And when did you find this out, Frank? Just now.

Me and Rizzo got a search warrant, went
to Kettle's apartment about an hour age.

Now, this cheque, Lieutenant, was inside his mail box

in an envelope. And it wasn't
mailed it was just slipped inside.

Could have been there a couple of days.
"Pay to the order of Alvin Kettle $500...

Signed Richard Centorini.

Dated the day before Kettle blew himself up.

Called Internal Affairs about 10 minutes ago.

They'll get on the case tomorrow.

Yeah...

You wanted to see me? Didn't you
say something about a blank cheque

to Coughlin the other day. Yeah, it was a gesture,

take all I got, there is no more.

What, is this a joke?!

Who filled this in?

Where did you find it? Kettle's mail box.

Wait a minute... somebody
think I wrote Kettle a cheque?

A cheque, what am I? Crazy?!

Coughlin did this! It has to be him!

why? Oh, come on, you know I'm being framed.

I called the guy a shyster right to his face!

He can't exactly like me for that! OK.

I'll stick my neck out because I believe you.

but there isn't a jury, including Internal Affairs,

that's not gonna pin this on
you. Conspiracy to commit arson,

homicide... Hey, Richie,

you better have a case against this Coughlin.

I'm sorry, Lieutenant, I got nothing.

Now, three assaults and two rapes, right?

Between three and five in
the afternoon last Wednesday.

Yeah, thanks.

Stavros, did you get a chance
to make those calls for me? Yeah.

Where did I put them? There they are.

There you go.

On the afternoon of Wednesday 1st

the Arson Division reported
three suspicious fires in Manhattan.

During the same period, there
were five purse snatchings,

two armed robberies, one homicide,
domestic and three hit and runs.

Any fatalities?

Yeah, they list here one elderly victim

hit by a car on the corner of 72nd at third. Here...

Thanks. OK, Larry.

Records? This is Morton again, Manhattan South.

I want the particulars on a
hit and run last Wednesday.

How come Larry's checking on hit and runs?

Beats me, Lieutenant, I guess
he must be onto something.

Did the witness specify a black car or a dark car?

'Dark limousine heading up town,

no passengers.' Thank you.

Yeah, dark limousine, hit and run.

You're acting like you heard
about the Yankees five months late.

what case you working on, Larry? Lieutenant,

Coughlin drives a deep brown Cadillac.

That's a dark limousine, right?

From his office on Broad Street,
it's a straight drive up 3rd Avenue.

Now, if the accident occured at 3.20 in the afternoon

he had plenty of time to make it up to 72nd Street.

Accident? Hey, we're not
trying to nail him for hit and run.

We're trying to find out where
he met with Kettle that afternoon.

Lieutenant, we haven't got one
single lead that connects them.

No place they were seen together, nothing.

Now, the only way we're gonna be able to help Richie

is if we can get Coughlin to tell
us where he was that afternoon.

How are you gonna do that, with a
Chinese water torture, lead pipes?!

It's a little more like a frame.

Not on my squad.

But I'm not on your squad anymore, Theo.

Remember?

Can I help you? What do mean, 'Can you help me'?

This is my boat - what's Left of it anyway.

Lieutenant Lawton, Internal Affairs.

We'll have to ask you to stay off the vessel

until we can complete our investigation.

Oh, damn it! I got an offer on this engine,

450 bucks and I need it! It's my job, Centorini.

It's nothing personal, sorry.

Richie...

Richie...

What are you doing here?

Another woman, Richie?

Prettier? Without the big stomach and the bad moods?

I could see you with her, lying to me.

I didn't.

Never even considered it.

So, you didn't.

I did.

But the dreamer?

Go back on her?

Destroy her?

Coughlin said you did it.

Look at it, Richie.

She was so beautiful the
first day we took her out sailing.

Under the Brooklyn Bridge.

Wondering whether the mast would scrape or not.

I remember that. We only cleared
it by a couple of hundred feet too.

It's ugly -

just Like our dreams.

You couldn't do that to your boat, Richie.

I know that.

I couldn't do that to our marriage, Sally.

Do you remember?

That was the dream that came first.

Ah-uh! What happened? Something kicked me.

Aw, I'm the one who needs a kick.

Oh, Richie, after work

come home tonight.

Can I help you?

Hey, Nadine!

I thought you got contacts.

You're squinting again like an old Lady!

Come on, put on the glasses.

I Like them.

Hey, Larry! What you doing here?!

I thought you were in Florida chasing widows.

Nadine, I'm 62!

Let them do the work,

chase me for a change. Make you
feel 22, not that you need the fuss.

Ah, thanks. I need a bigger favour than that.

Well, hey, Larry, you were fair by me.

You got my charges dropped when you retired,

didn't pass me onto the next cop.

Give you one more tip on the house,

if it's information I can get.

Well, it's not an informant I need.

What I need is a witness,

who can identify this guy

and say they saw him in here last Wednesday afternoon

about 4.00 should do it.

I never saw him in my Life.

Nadine, what I need is somebody to lie for me,

to help me build a hit and
run case against this creep.

Err.. You mean me do this in court,

hand on the Bible?

Larry, some of us sinners still fear God. I mean,

hand on a man sure, but on the Bible? No.

Nadine, this guy is framing my partner,

Richie? Who'd want to hurt him?

Were you ever married, Nadine? Twice.

First one was rich, but I didn't
know about it till the divorce.

Any Lawyers involved? Are you kidding?

I mean, here was this sweet kid, 19.

I met him in Fort Gordon, we got married.

He had this stuck—up family.

Hired some big Harvard Lawyer.

Do you know what that stuffed shirt called me?

A whore.

Just win the case, that's all. Didn't
care about people, about feelings.

Well, Nadine, this guy

is a lawyer who's a Little worse than that.

Do you want to hear the whole story? Sure.

Love a good hate.

You make a citizen's arrest on that kind of evidence,

he's gonna sue you for every
cent in your pension plan.

And how's he gonna do that? Only one way,

by proving where he was on Wednesday afternoon.

In order to do that he's got to tell us

where he met Kettle and the witnesses that saw them.

Now, Look, it's my butt on the line.

I know what I'm doing.

Now, come on.

Alright. I'll play it.

Mrs Centorini, I asked you specifically and repeatedly

were you committed to this
divorce before you came in here?

And you assure me over and over.
Now I'm saying no, Mr Coughlin.

I've seen a very hard, very determined,

very successful man up close in this office.

And my husband is a treasure compared to you.

Mr Coughlin...

I didn't know you were still
coming here. It's the last time.

I have had it with these theatrics! Do you understand?

You, sir, are trespassing and will be arrested.

You are under arrest, Mr Coughlin

for the hit and run killing of Edna Wallace.

This is a citizen's arrest.

Detective Centorini is just here to back me up.

A citizen's arrest?

He has the right.

These are dignified offices...

with clients outside that respect me.

I will not be humiliated this way!

Are you resisting arrest, sir?

Oh, you'll pay for this, Centorini.

You'll really pay!

Here's a deposition from the manager
at The Diplomat Massage Parlour

located about six blocks from
the scene of the hit and run,

stating that a man answering Mr Coughlin's description

arrived there about five
minutes after the hit and run.

This is a statement from William
Jones, a witness at the scene,

who noted three numbers on
the license place of the vehicle.

'387.'

You notice those are the first
numbers on the license plates

of a dark brown vehicle owned
by Mr Everett Craig Coughlin.

Didn't you tell Larry Morton to stay
out of Manhattan South? That's right.

He's in the interrogation room
with an attorney from the DA's office

and Everett Coughlin. Sally Centorini's lawyer?

Right. Morton brought him in on a citizen's arrest,

a hit and run. He's trying to get
the DA to back him with a warrant.

It's a frame, Frank.

Here I have a photograph

of the right front grill of Mr Coughlin's vehicle.

which I took in the parking
Lot about 5.30 this afternoon.

You can see there has been recent damage

to the grill and to the headlight.

Now, that's it! Enough already!

Centorini did that the other
day when he threatened me.

Hi, Morton, wait in the squad room.

Go ahead.

You're too late, Lieutenant.

Because I not only have a
perfect case against Morton...

but against you and others in this department.

Now, I suppose you're gonna perjure yourself

and say that you had no idea
that this frame up was planned.

Come on, Coughlin, we have a
highly emotional situation here.

You know, men with loyalties,

who made a mistake in judgement against orders

and we'll deal with it in this department.

No...

we'll deal with it in a court of law.

I promise you that.

Where do we stand on this, Weeks?

If Coughlin can prove he was nowhere
near the scene of the hit and run,

then Morton faces felony
charges for filing a false report.

And also there are civil suits...

along with conspiracy and negligent
charges against the department

and quite possibly yourself and the captain.

Mr Weeks, draw up a statment for me to sign.

Because at 3.10 which is approximately the time

this frame up has me up town.

I was some 50 blocks away.

Can that be confirmed? I
parked my car in a parking Lot

on the corner of sixth and 23rd.

They'll have a stub with the time
of day and my license number on it.

There was an attendant, red
haired, who admired my car.

He'll remember me perfectly.

Can anyone else place you at the scene?

I had a date with a young lady
whose identity I need not bring into this.

Stavros... Theo.

...get down to a parking lot on
23rd and sixth and make it fast.

Check out all the bars.

Check out the immediate vicinity
where Coughlin might have been.

Take a picture of Kettle and Coughlin

and then pray for a witness that may
have spotted them together. Yes, Sir.

What you did in there is unforgivable.

What Coughlin did to Richie was
even worse — that's still no excuse!

You've put a noose around your neck,
Richie's neck and the department's.

Which I gave Coughlin every opportunity to pull,

which I knew he couldn't
resist, which means that maybe...

we have a witness who saw him with Alvin Kettle.

And that means the noose
strangles Coughlin and not us.

That's still unforgivable, Morton.

I know that, Lieutenant. Look,
I spent 30 years in the force,

never for one minute did I do
anything but play on the up and up.

I'm sorry. Hey, look,

I hope this Coughlin hangs himself,

but if he does, what I told you before still stands.

Stay out of Manhattan South! Understand?!

I understand, Lieutenant.

You're right.

Yeah. Lieutenant, I got a waitress at a restaurant

around the corner from the parking lot,

who saw Kettle and Coughlin
together for at least 30 minutes.

You know, they were cosy
talking, passing notes and stuff.

Yeah, we got them for sure.

Got him! Oh...good work, Stavros, thanks.

who's in there now? Coughlin's runner Jerry Smith.

If he talks they got an earful.

That better have been a stone wall jury.

Kettle's death is already wrapped.

When they gave me immunity, I
washed my hands. That's the way it goes.

Is our waitress here? Ms Thompson?

Right this way, Ms Thompson.

Wait a second. How's it going in there?

A grand jury... you know I
can't say anything to anybody.

But nobody said I couldn't smile!

All you had to do was keep your mouth shut

and Larry Morton's case would
have fallen apart all by itself.

You did it to yourself, Coughlin, and you know it.

Well, I got the best team of lawyers in the east.

They'll beat the case.

Oh, now, let's see.

Conspiracy to commit arson,

homicide during the course of a crime,

forgery, planting false evidence, etcetera.

Boy, they got to be geniuses to beat that.

For 500 bucks an hour that's just what they are.

Oh, let's see... My men get eight bucks an hour.

and they nailed you! You're finished, Coughlin.

And I love it!

Hey, Lieutenant! Alright, what have you got there?

Champagne. For the launching?

That won't be for a very long time. What?!

I thought the baby was due any day?!