- It's a bad connection.
I'm having trouble hearing you.
What?
Only what I read in the papers.
Jesus, I think you should
come in to my office.
Look, calm down. I'll be there.
I'll meet you at 7:45.
- Did I hear the phone?
- Oh, nervous
client. It was for me.
You want some coffee?
- Okay, Item Seven!
Mick Belker is undercover
at Michigan and 143.
Our information is that
a loan shark is operating
a six for five operation out
of a lunch wagon down there.
He's feeding off the area.
Factory workers and
the construction workers.
Now Mick's gonna be running
a competition roach coach.
That's an area patrol's
alert. Eight, assignments!
Wardlow rides with
Zip. Tiarri with Carson.
Also, everybody say hello
to Officer Kathryn McBride.
She is a transfer from the Polk.
Officer McBride is gonna
be riding with Sergeant Bates.
Item Nine, wants and warrants!
Now there's three new composites
on the upstairs board, people.
Let's everybody keep
our 316 files current.
Also, wants continue
on Jesus Martinez.
Hispanic, late 20s
in connection with a
courthouse investigation
of Judge-fixing
in the 17th District.
He's wanted for questioning
in the possible homicide
of attorney, Harold Brown.
All right, 10. Folks...
- Watch line, Sarge?
- No, no, no watch line, Bobby.
No, they're re-rigging us
for a new intercom system.
Now people, these
intercoms are to save time
for official communications.
They're not for asking a
khaki to bring you a new pencil.
- No, and they're not for
squad room gossip either.
- Hey, Andy?
You won't believe
what Neal said last night.
Buzz me when we get upstairs.
- Okay, all right!
Settle down here!
Last, it's the last item.
Now listen, people.
If you ask the
opinion of the podium,
this temperature up-flux that
we got ain't the genuine item.
My guess is, we're at least
three weeks from spring.
Now that's a word for the wise
re premature garment removal.
This is when you
could catch a doozy.
- Did you ever wanna
be a doctor, Sarge?
- Hey, no. Listen.
Sometimes I think a nice
string of garlic around the neck...
No, you don't push this season.
Half the medics would be out
of business if we all did that.
Okay, that's it. Let's
have a safe shift.
Hey, they're getting
away out there.
Come on.
- So you wanna go by Kathryn?
- Kathryn, Kate.
- Figured it wouldn't be Kathy.
- I have just visited the
psychotherapeutic future, Henry.
And it works.
It's called lithium.
- You talking about
Ballantine, Howard?
- Oh, all of that animal
gobbledy-gook, Henry.
You know those head shrinkers.
They just simply corrected
a chemical imbalance
in that poor fella's brain.
And now he's cheerful, frantic.
And filling his hospital room
with all kinds of
martial science books.
- Gotta be a good sign.
What we got, Stan?
- Just keep it outta
the flow, Bobby.
Druggies ripped off a government
surplus warehouse, Lieutenant.
Night shift guys are
inventorying it upstairs.
- Need a hand?
- No, I think we
got it, Lieutenant.
Thanks.
- Be careful with
that raft, Bobby.
- Yeah.
- You gone taking some
religious vows, Renko?
Why aren't you talking?
- My wife b*rned my tongue
on a casserole, 1000 degrees.
- Oh!
- Hey, guys!
You better watch
out for that lanyard.
- What lanyard?
- That one right there!
- What's the matter?
- Aah!
- What happened?
- I bit the place where
I b*rned my tongue!
- I can't understand you!
- I bit the place where
I b*rned my tongue!
- All right, coffee
and a bear claw.
That's $1.10. Thank
you very much.
What are you gonna have?
- You have poached eggs?
- What?
Fried or scrambled.
- Okay, scrambled and bacon.
- Coffee?
- Yeah.
- $1.75. Listen, I want
you fellas to know.
We got everything on our
menu they got over there.
And that includes get me
through till payday service.
- Gonna be making loans?
- A buck a week on
every $20 you borrow.
- That's a lot better
than Healy's rates.
- I was gonna try this
guy. Have to wait till lunch.
- There goes Tommy the Rat.
- Who's he ratting for?
- Your competition.
- Hey, I got nothing to hide.
See me at lunch, fellas, if
you wanna borrow dough.
You need a driver's
license and a pay stub.
- No offense, buddy.
You may not be around.
- What happened to your thumb?
- Late payment charge.
- Yeah, yeah!
- See you fellas at lunch, huh?
- We get clear sledding,
we got you intercom capable
by three p.m., Sarge.
- Great.
- That means no more life rafts.
- Well, don't let
me hold you up.
- Morning, Frank.
- Harry?
- Autopsy report
on Harold Brown.
Heart att*ck.
- What'd they
make of the bruises?
- They couldn't
rule out a struggle,
but they figure it was
more likely he fell.
I guess Jesus could
have pushed him.
- Any word on Jesus?
- Bench warrant
issued this morning.
- Morning, Norm.
- How you doin'?
- Hey, Guido.
- What do you want, Tommy?
- I got a problem.
- That department's closed.
- Hey, I've gotta talk
to you. I got no choice.
- Not here.
- Guido, I know you're
not in my fan club anymore.
But I'm jammed up.
You're the only one I ever
saw him say two words to.
- Who's that?
- Delaberto.
I got on his wrong
side five months ago.
This idiot's still
got it on the brain.
- Yeah, well, you're a different
kind of cop than he is, Tommy.
- Yeah, tell me about it.
- What? You make him look bad?
- We partnered on a pop.
They said maybe
some dope was missing.
But everyone passed on
it, Internal Affairs, the D.A.
It's history with
everyone but this lunatic.
- So can he hurt you?
- The night we made the pop,
I thought he could have seen
something he figured was
me doing something wrong.
Then he didn't say nothing.
I figured he didn't see it.
Now I'm thinking he's
some kind of warp case.
He wants to pull on my wings
a little before he rats me out.
Hey, the thing is, Guido,
I been thinking a lot
since you and me talked.
I been trying to
clean up my act.
If you could just
talk to the guy.
Find out where
he's going with this?
- Yeah, all right.
- I just hate to get ratted
out on something I did before.
- Hey, Tommy, I'll
talk to him, okay?
I'll let you know what he said.
- How you doing?
- I'm okay.
I'll call you later on.
- Appreciate it, Guido.
- Yeah.
- Hey, it's working great.
- Ha-ha. Excuse me.
- Are you going to the
Captain's office too?
- Phone installation.
Intercom installation, Captain.
Just pretend like I'm not here.
- Fast as possible, please.
Morning.
- Morning.
That call I got this morning
was from Jesus Martinez, Frank.
I just went to see him.
- There's a fugitive warrant.
- At least temporarily,
I'm acting as his counsel.
Frank, he's like
a terrified animal.
He feels like he got railroaded
on that bribery charge.
Now he's wanted
in Brown's death?
- It's only for questioning.
- He wants you to
meet him outside.
He says he can
explain everything.
- Frank, he's hiding in that
laundry, agitated, afraid.
I'm afraid something
terrible is going to happen.
He's waiting for it too.
- Look, we both know Jesus
has been trying awfully hard
to make something
out of himself.
I can't do my job ad hominem.
If I meet him outside,
I'll have to bust him.
Tell him to come on in.
I don't think his situation
is as bleak as he thinks it is.
- When Jesus was a street punk,
everybody gave
him the extra mile.
Now he's playing it by our rules
and nobody gives an inch.
- She says Jesus is
hiding in the laundry, Neal.
Doesn't his cousin run a
laundry over off Van Meer?
- So?
- So, let's go for a ride.
- Whoa, whoa, lover. It's legal?
- We're citizens. We do laundry.
- Officer Howard Hunter?
- Yes?
- Ah, I'm Jagawala, the
Boopity of B'Ma Basal.
You have a nicer
uniform than your picture.
- Well, thank you very much.
But I'm a little at
sea here, Mr., uh...
- Jagawala.
Just call me Jagga,
as all my friends do.
And I ask you to understand I
have lived so long in emptiness
that this letter came in
answer to so many of my own.
Prunella, who makes
my heart bumpity-boom.
- Oh, you're a
friend of Prunella's?
- More than a friend, my friend.
I'm her spouse.
- Spouse? Prunella's your wife?
- Wife, yes, yes.
And I'm very much
attracted to her.
Have you ever watched her eat?
Mm, mm mm, wonderful.
I think of her and
I'm the lusty one.
- Well, if what
you say is true...
It's very true.
- Well, then if that
is the case, then you
and Miss Ashton-Wilkes,
or rather, Mrs...
- Jagawala.
- Jagawala, have a
great deal to discuss.
- She speaks of you
as her new good friend.
And she does not
provide her address.
You will arrange
that I see her, yes?
- Well, I would have
to verify your account.
- I am very grateful
to you, Leftenant.
- Davenport!
- Man, she must have
come back to talk to Jesus.
Hey, J. D., I don't
like this, man.
It's gonna look like
we followed her.
- But we didn't.
- No.
We just listened in
to a conversation.
- Accidentally.
Hey, she's leaving.
All right, you go on in.
Flush him out the back.
- Morning.
I left some laundry
for fluff and fold
with you about a week ago.
I can't find my ticket.
- What color was the bag?
- Purple. Name's Washington.
Here, I can look...
- No, I gotta look for you!
- Hey, I think I see it!
- Hey, you can't go
back there! Hey, mister!
- That's it, Jesus!
- Hey, put it down, Jesus!
- Don't be stupid!
On the ground, on the
ground! Do it! Come on!
- Hold still, my man.
- Hey, man...
- What do we got here?
- Well, what are you doing?
What are you gonna
do with that tape?
You're not gonna destroy it?
- What is it, huh? Your
favorite Salsa group?
- Hey, nobody's gonna
destroy any evidence, Jesus.
- It's my only sh*t.
- Hey, look, it's in
my pocket, okay?
- You leave anything
in the dryers?
Come on!
- Hey, take it easy, J. D.
- Check out Tito Puente.
- Hey, Mr. Bongo!
One hand on the
wheel at all times.
What? Are we late for something?
- Oh, my kid's got a dentist
appointment in a half hour.
I reminded him before I left
but he's a real airhead
about appointments.
- How old?
- 13.
- He the only one you got?
- Yeah.
- You and your old
man still together?
- No.
- Whatever.
- It's a long story.
- Whatever.
- Cops! Cops!
- Hey.
- Cops!
- Freeze! Police!
You are incredibly
lucky, you know that?
I could have k*lled you!
You never run
when a g*n's on you!
You never!
- Nice job!
- What?
- Way to go.
- How are you? Lionel
Styles, Lieutenant.
Thought it was about
time we shook hands, huh?
- Styles Real Estate.
- Yeah, Styles Real Estate,
Step-Up Development,
Excelsior Holdings.
I'm all of 'em.
- So you put that
flyer under my door
about the block meeting
for tenants this afternoon?
- One of my managers
put it there, I guess.
Yeah, that's right.
- Afraid I can't make that.
- Well, gee, I was kind of
hoping we could go together.
Sort of present a united front.
- Why don't you tell me
what's on your mind, Mr. Styles?
- You spoken to anybody from
Armitage Development
yet, Lieutenant?
- Nope.
- Well, I think you and I are
sitting on a pretty sweet thing.
Especially if we move in sync.
- You mean, they're
interested in that area?
- That area is ready
to be yuppified.
- Yuppified?
- Look here.
See, parcel by parcel,
each one of those lots
is gonna go for $150,000 apiece.
But we negotiate collectively,
I think that we
can do a lot better.
- What about the tenants?
- Oh, well, that's what
that tenant meeting's
gonna be about today.
See, when they find someplace
else to live, I think, well,
I think that area is gonna
be some high, high rent.
- Well, that might not be easy.
- Oh, easy, hard.
I don't see where
that's our problem.
- Look, I didn't buy that
building to turn a profit.
I'm concerned about
the neighborhood.
- Whoa, whoa.
You telling me you're
not collecting rent?
- I'm collecting rents, but
I'm trying to improve the place.
And I'm not planning
on putting my tenants out
to put yuppies in.
When did you say
this meeting was?
1:00.
I get your dander
up, Lieutenant?
- I'm gonna be there.
- Good. I'll look forward to it.
It was nice meeting
you, Lieutenant.
- You get him started
through booking.
I'll tell the Captain.
- Here, here.
- Yo! Miss Davenport!
Did you get your Judas fee?
- What happened, Jesus?
How did they find you?
- Listen, don't let him
destroy the tape, all right?
At least, give me that!
- Don't say a word.
- Just pretend
like I ain't here.
- Me and Neal
got lucky, Captain.
We found Jesus
outside the laundry.
Check this cassette out, huh?
Attorney Brown's confession.
- Did you send them after me?
- You know better than that.
- So you destroyed
the state attorney-client
privilege law all on your own.
- I don't know what
you're talking about...
- You don't tail lawyers
to find their clients.
It's been the law for
10 years, gentlemen.
- Hey, we just happened
to run across the guy.
- Detective?
It's taking all my self-control
to keep from slapping you
but that would bring
me down to your level.
Jesus told me you thugs
confiscated that tape.
It can contain his confession
to the Lindbergh kidnapping,
for all the good
it's going to do you.
- If you followed her, you're
up for a board of rights.
- Uh-uh, we didn't, Captain.
- When you and Miss
Davenport were listening in
to the intercom before, Captain,
that came across the squad room.
- Yeah. We couldn't
help but hear her.
Now she said something
about a laundry.
I remembered that Jesus's cousin
runs one down off of Van Meer.
- Square business, Captain.
- Wanna listen to the tape?
Martinez seems to think
it's gonna exonerate him.
- I'll get to it, okay, J. D.?
You see if you can get
ADA Bernstein up here.
And I want full 770s
on the entire incident.
- Yes, sir.
- How could they hear
a private conversation?
- Open circuitry.
It'll be like that till
we get you online.
- When?
- Well, if we keep
clear sledding,
four p.m., the latest.
Just pretend like I'm not here.
- Well, two
cavities isn't so bad
considering the way you brush.
- I brush 'em good.
- Yeah? He gives it
the neighborhood job.
You know, the brush
is in the neighborhood.
- Well, the dentist told
me to have you call him.
Says you haven't
been in over a year.
- Yeah, well, when
you pass a certain age,
you know, it's not as important.
- Well, I gotta get
back to school.
It was nice meeting
you, Officer McBride.
- Good to meet you, Fabian.
- So you guys gonna be partners?
- For now. See
you later, Fabian.
- See you.
- Hey, Fabian!
Don't forget to
make an appointment
to have your cavities filled.
- I made it for next
Saturday for both of us.
- He's a real charmer, for sure.
- Oh, he's a good
kid. Likes you too.
- Was he close
with your partner?
- Oh, sure.
So we didn't talk about you yet.
You married?
- No.
- Ever been?
- Uh-uh. Ready?
- Yeah.
- Saying you didn't realize
what was happening?
- You're getting that
tone again, Howdy.
- Please just
answer my question.
- Well, it was all so
ritualistic, you know.
Chanting, the
incense, the drums.
I only began to suspect
what was happening
when they smeared me
with indigo grease and ochre.
I mean, the promotional
brochure mentioned something
about that in describing
their quaint matrimonial rituals.
- The man has a
legitimate claim.
- Only by his own lights.
It'll never be
recognized in our court.
Howdy?
You don't for a moment
sense that I'm interested in him.
- I really don't
know what to think.
- Listen to me.
No one has ever made
my cannons roar like you.
- I'm reassured.
But I do think you have
to see this poor fellow
and tell him where
he stands face to face.
- Can you arrange the meeting?
- Yes. He's calling
me this afternoon.
You can talk to him tonight
and unburden
him of this illusion.
- I'm far more interested
in the possibilities
of this afternoon.
- I'll get the check.
- How you doin', Norm?
- Look at you, Vince.
You fell apart, huh?
I'm just teasing. You
always look the same.
- So, why'd you
come to the precinct?
To see some of the other guys?
- It's a personal conversation
about Tommy Donahue.
- Yeah.
- I understand there was a
problem with some evidence
in a pop you guys made.
- It got stolen.
- Yeah.
Evidently, you've got
ideas it was Tommy?
Look, I'm not gonna nominate
him for cop of the year, Vin.
I'm not even gonna
tell you that I don't think
that Tommy would put the...
- Well, what are you
gonna tell me, Norm?
- Well, the kid
seems like he's trying
to pull himself together.
And if it's something more
or less under the bridge
or he says the case is closed...
- He's two years
younger than us.
- I'm sorry?
- Donahue's not a kid, right?
The file is closed, but there's
two entries in our jackets.
It doesn't matter to
him. But it matters to me.
- Yeah. I'm just
wondering if you give him
the benefit of the doubt...
- What doubt, Norm?
- Okay.
- I know what that little
piece of garbage did.
And I'm gonna nail him for it.
You tell him, Norm.
You tell him that
my file ain't closed.
Thank you. I'll see you.
- Yeah.
Change his mind.
- Hi.
- What are you doing here?
- Do you recognize this?
- I'm working now.
- I'm on my way to Dr. Scully's.
And you didn't sign
this insurance form
like I asked you
to do 10,000 times.
- Give me the form.
- Mick, I know you're
on an operation.
But I'm due in three weeks.
Dr. Scully said if we don't
get this insurance form in,
I won't be able to
get into the hospital.
- Do you have a pen?
- Yes, I do.
Oh, my God,
Mick! You're on fire!
- Oh, God! Go away!
- If it's grease, use salt!
- Go away right now!
You set fire to my truck.
- Why would I go and
do something like that?
- To get me to split
which I am not going to do.
- Slow learner, huh, Sam?
- No, you're the
slow learner, pal!
I don't scare.
I'm goin' over there
and clean up my truck.
And while my food
service is closed,
I'm still gonna be making loans.
- Don't grow too attached
to your thumbs, my friend.
- I've been attached to
my thumbs my whole life.
Look at what my thumbs could do.
- Sam?
- Come on!
- So you telling
us we got to move?
- Looks like that's
what's coming, yeah.
- Well, I ain't moving! I'm
gonna stay right where I am!
- I'm Henry Goldblume.
I own the building on the
corner of Decker and 133rd
and although I haven't
heard Mr. Styles' plans
for his tenants, I want
everyone here to know
I don't think you have to move.
- Excuse me.
If Officer Goldblume
has no objection,
I would like to
present my plan first.
Then he can give
whatever arguments
he wants to to the contrary.
- Fair enough.
- All right, I'm gonna
deal some cards,
and let you decide how to play.
Now, for real, people.
If a bunch of rich white
men wanna come in here
and tear this neighborhood down,
who out there thinks
they can stop 'em, hmm?
Who? Let me see some hands.
Come on, let me see some
hands. Who? Somebody?
Oh, will you be
stopping 'em, brother?
How? What you gonna do?
Hire a lawyer.
Rich man's got 10 lawyers.
- I heard that!
- I know you did.
So, what then? sh**t 'em?
Hey, white man's
got all the cops.
Fact is, there ain't nothin'
you can do to stop 'em
if they really wanna
come in here and do it.
You understand?
But you could be smart
and make 'em pay.
You got tenants' rights, huh?
- Yeah.
- You got leases, huh?
Well, then you make
'em pay to get you out!
- Right!
- You see this ring, huh?
You see that?
You see this gold
watch here, huh?
Check this suit out, huh?
My car that's parked out front.
That's a new Cadillac.
- All right!
- See, I was born in this
neighborhood with nothin'.
But I learned how
to make the man pay.
You got to learn it to earn it!
- Now, suppose the
man is gonna give you
a month's free... No,
two month's free rent?
Does that sound good?
You like that, huh?
Yeah. Well, you're too easy.
I'm talking about giving
you six month's free rent!
Yeah, six months before
you agree to move out.
During that time,
you take that money
and you put it in your pocket
and you go out and you buy.
And you enjoy. Yeah.
I may even give you seven
months 'cause I'm on a roll
and they're gonna
have to pay the toll.
- Now, Officer Goldblume
here, he has been living up here
almost four months now.
And he thinks he
knows what's going on.
But if you wanna do it my
way, I got something for you
to sign at the door.
Officer?
- I believe our neighborhood
has a potential all its own.
And if we could work together
instead of seeing it destroyed,
we could improve.
Improve what we have
and make it something
that we'd all be proud of.
- Would you listen to me, Jesus?
- No, I'm through listening!
- Look, I know I got
you into this mess!
- You had me delivering
all those damn envelopes
to the judge.
- And I'm gonna
get you out of it.
But you gotta let
me do it my way!
- Gap, erase, splice.
- Okay, Judge
Brownie. I gotta go, man.
Just as long as you
know I'm innocent.
- Okay.
- Reentry, re-edit.
- Okay, we talk
tomorrow. I'm taking off.
Yo, man, I almost
tripped on your carpet.
Fake sound effects.
Hey, you think Jesus
might have handled
that 18-minute
job for Watergate?
- It certainly didn't
exculpate him from much.
- If anything, it adds
tampering with evidence.
But is it admissible?
- We have been getting
some better decisions
on proceeds of
questionable arrest.
- There you go.
- Here, you would have
to make the case that
they overheard the intercom
conversation accidentally
and they didn't follow.
- Both of which is true.
- Shut up, J. D.
- I think I'd have a tough
time selling the point
that they showed
up at the laundromat
at the same time
that Joyce left.
If we're pretty sure that Jesus
didn't cause Brown's death...
- The autopsy was inconclusive.
But that's how
they've been leaning.
- Then if he can help
us with Judge Hardin,
I'd say make a deal.
- Excuse me. Hey, Captain?
If you just push button
number three there,
you can put your
precinct online.
I know what that
is. That's a fuse.
Two minutes.
- Great.
- Great.
- Will you sit in while we
make the proposal to Jesus?
- Sure.
- These babies
pull a lot of juice.
- Yeah.
- Sometimes they just
need a bigger fuse, that's all.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hurry up.
- I'm getting
it, I'm getting it.
Listen, answer me
a question, will you?
- What?
- Which one of these
broads is the big sergeant
I hear so much about?
The one who's in
love with my Sally?
- A, we don't have no
broads working here.
And, B, if we did, they wouldn't
be in love with no woman.
- No. Sal, my brother.
Sal Binachi? Sal, the plumber?
- That guy's your brother?
- Yeah.
I said to him, I got a gig
up at the Hill Street precinct.
He says look up
this big sergeant.
The chick loves to party.
- Your brother must be
messed up his thinking
since he got conked
on the noggin.
Here, hold this yourself.
Return it to the desk upstairs.
- Yeah.
- You would be immune
in the entire matter
involving possible
judge-fixing and bribery.
In return, you would
give us testimonial
and evidentiary cooperation.
- You people are
still insulting me.
I said I knew
nothing about bribes.
I made deliveries.
- You don't have to
admit anything, Jesus.
All we need is to have
you go to Judge Hardin
and pretend that you knew.
- What about the m*rder charges?
- There weren't
any m*rder charges.
You were called
in for questioning.
- The autopsy report
indicates Attorney Brown
d*ed of a heart att*ck.
- What about possible
evidence tampering?
- Immune there too.
- Liked to have
heard your argument
against tainted
confiscation, Irwin.
- Uh, no, thank you.
- I say no deal.
Now we're all gonna
leave now, huh?
We all gonna go
have a nice laugh.
- Nobody's laughing, Jesus.
- I want a guarantee
that I can practice law!
- You want us to
fix the bar exam?
- No!
I want a guarantee
that I ain't screwed up
with the Ethics And
Credentials panel.
- Jesus?
- Jesus, nothing!
Otherwise, you
can forget your wire.
And keep your stinking
judges on the take!
- I think he's got a
fair concern there.
- We'll make a full
presentation of the facts.
I don't think you'll have a
problem with the Ethics panel.
- Don't worry about that.
That's been agreed to.
- I didn't touch Attorney Brown!
I went in there with a tape to
get him to incriminate himself.
We was standing there
screaming at each other.
And he fell over!
But I knew that you
people wouldn't believe that.
- Jesus, the tape
is not an issue.
- It is to me!
It is to me.
I know what you're saying.
Poor, dumb Martinez try
to change the tape around.
What other choice
did I have, Frankie?
You put me in jail.
You bust me at my job.
You don't believe
me from word one!
- All right, point taken.
- What do you want me to say?
- I talked to him.
- Is he gonna back off?
- No.
- That crazy creep!
- Tommy, you gotta understand.
A guy like this, his reputation
means everything to him.
- But they didn't
get us for anything!
- The questioned
disposition of the evidence.
For Vince, that's
like being convicted.
- Okay, I get it.
- All right, listen to me.
For whatever reason, the
night that this happened,
Vince didn't turn you in.
Now he says anything
about seeing what you did
back then, it's as much
trouble for him as it is for you.
You understand?
That's why he's trying to
make a separate case here.
- That guy's running all around.
Thanks for finding
out for me, Guido.
- Tommy, you hear
what I'm saying?
I think you're
gonna be okay here.
You just gotta do your job
and keep your nose clean.
- That's right. That's
how I gotta do it.
Hey, look, I gotta
get back there.
Take care of yourself.
- Yeah, you too.
- All right, there's
your driver's license.
There's your pay stub.
And here are two
new Andrew Jacksons.
And I'm gonna see
you on Friday, right?
And you get the hell outta here.
- Let's talk.
- Go on.
- Come on.
Forget about that
thumb stuff, all right?
It's my Irish temper.
- I'm listening.
- What I'm worried about here,
we're gonna saturate the market.
That's no good for nobody.
Now I got no particular
love for this neighborhood.
Be my guest.
All I want is a
piece of your vig.
- You wanna piece
of the interest I collect.
- How about it?
- No chance.
- Come on. I wanna
show you something.
We tried to make it
easy for you, shorty.
- You gonna try and hurt me now?
- Looks that way.
- You too? Oh, come on, say it.
- Yes.
- Thank you.
I just wanted to
get that on tape.
- I'm a cop, ptomaine breath!
You jerks are busted!
- I don't have to
hear this, young man.
- Well, you better hear it, bro!
'Cause I'm getting
sick of waiting around.
I'm coming in and
I'm naming you.
And I'm gonna name
every hooker who paid you.
And I'm gonna put in the
nails on that maricon Truesdale.
- You're ridiculous!
- I ain't ridiculous!
I'm just tired of waiting
around for you to do
the right thing, bro!
- What do you want?
- I need a vacation.
- I'm gonna give you
a check for $3,000.
That's just once,
you understand me?
Not $3,000 this
year, $5,000 next.
- Well, you know, I got a lot to
keep quiet about, Your Honor.
With your own bailiff getting
busted for bribe-taking,
it must be pretty
hot around here.
- Truesdale's taken care of.
We all sit tight for a month,
this whole thing blows away.
- That ought to do it.
- Well, then you
better make it $5,000.
You know, the rent in San
Juan is getting high, you know.
- Hey, who's...
- You're under arrest, Judge.
- Ah, come on, Judge.
That's just weird, man.
- The charges?
- Bribery.
- Lieutenant Howard?
- Jagga?
- Where is Prunella?
- Well, not here.
She wants your reunion
meeting to be this evening.
I'll make my
apartment available.
- Prunella said
so in her letters.
You're a generous man.
- Prunella has told me she
also explained in her letter
that she didn't consider
herself married to you.
And about her
friendship with me?
- Yes, women change like moon.
I will pay you the
full matchmaker's fee
for bringing us back
together, Howard.
And many gifts. Do
you like monkeys?
- I don't need anything, Jagga.
I don't think you should
get your hopes up.
- My friend, my
stars are all aligned.
I will go to her
like a lion to w*r.
Oh, you have
restored my happiness.
- Sergeant Jablonski?
- What? Miss Dolan?
- I didn't think you'd remember.
- Well, you were
a very memorable
khaki officer, Miss Dolan.
- Well, I just wanted
to let you know that
I just passed my civil
service and I'm legitimate now.
Hey, that's very good.
- Better late than never, huh?
- Yeah. Well, you showed real
stick-to-itiveness, Miss Dolan.
You ought to be
real proud of yourself.
- Hey, look who's here.
- Lieutenant Buntz?
- Maureen just passed her khaki
certification, Lieutenant.
- No kidding?
- Yeah.
- Would you have a minute
for me, Lieutenant Buntz?
- For you, Miss
Dolan? Sure, any time.
So, second time's lucky.
- I graduated
fourth in my class.
- Fourth? Wow.
What can I do for you?
- Would you have dinner
with me some night?
- Not for anything, Miss Dolan.
- Oh, please, call me Maureen.
Yeah.
Well, if I'm not mistaken,
Maureen, the last time
you and me conversed,
I had the impression
that you thought I
was a scum bucket.
- Well, I know that
you thought that.
I mean, I know that's
the impression I gave.
But I didn't mean it.
I mean, I did mean it.
But...
Look, you busy tonight?
- Judge Garvey Hardin.
Resisting arrest,
bribery-taking.
- Those charges
are complete frippery.
Never in my 17 years
as a jurist have I seen
such a scandalous
example of police misconduct!
- Hey, you wanna shut
up a minute, Judge?
- That was a good shift.
- Yeah.
To tell you the truth, I was
surprised they put us together.
- I do a couple tours
with all the new assignees.
- Still, two female officers.
They ever do that permanent?
- Not up here. Need a
ride home or anything?
- Ladies?
- Can I help you?
- No, no. Taking care of one
member of this family is plenty.
I'm Vito Binachi,
Sal's big brother.
Vito Binachi.
- Kathryn McBride.
- How are you?
Yeah, he said you was a p*stol.
- He did?
- Is she good or what?
I mean, she's in love with him.
But nobody's
supposed to know it?
- Wait a second.
Sal, the plumber!
- Right. Is she good or what?
Listen, you guys wanna double
with me and my brother or what?
- Vito?
- Right. Vito.
- Vito, when I go out with Sal,
she would love
to go out with you.
- All right for the
Binachi brothers.
- Yeah.
Be sure to mark your
calendar book for 2046 maybe.
- Appreciate you
seeing me, Lieutenant.
- You really succeeded in making
me and my tenants
enemies, Mr. Styles.
- Sorry to hear that.
- They all want me to
cash their leases out
like you're doing
with your tenants.
- Well, I think I might have a
way of solving your problem.
- I didn't have a
problem till this afternoon.
- Well, I've got a
proposition for you.
How about I buy you out?
You paid $62,800
at that auction?
$130 grand would be more
than double your money.
- Those people are gonna blow
that seven month's
rent you give them.
They're gonna spend it all
and they're not gonna
have any place to stay.
- Come on now.
What? Are you the massa
of the plantation, Lieutenant?
You worried about
how the darkies
are gonna spend their wages?
- Don't twist my words.
- I thought we were
talking about you.
- $130,000 cash?
- It's the only way Lionel
Styles does business.
- Hey, look at this.
Old habits die hard.
- Hey, Tommy.
How you doin', Mar?
- Hi, Guido.
- This is Maureen Dolan.
Tom Donahue, Mary Franklin.
- How you doin'? What?
Is he trying to impress you?
- Uh, Tommy and I used to
close this place up pretty regularly.
- Is that right?
- Detective Donahue? Telephone.
- Yeah.
- Well, we're gonna
get a bite to eat here.
It's good seeing you, Mary.
- You too.
- Take care of him.
- Yeah, as much as he'll let me.
- Hey, you wanna sit down?
Me and him used to partner.
- This a nice place.
- For a dump.
So?
- So come on, Dolan.
How come the sudden
change of temperature?
- Something like that.
- I've had you on my
mind ever since I quit.
I was halfway through
my certification course
when I realized it.
I just keep imagining
being back at work,
having my job back.
And I was always talking to you.
- You weren't hollering at me?
- No.
- You stepped on
my onions pretty good
last time we talked.
- I wasn't hollering when
I was thinking about us.
A couple of times, we
weren't talking at all.
- See you, Guido.
- What's up?
- Wanna start with some drinks?
- Uh, yeah.
- My heart overflows
with gratitude, Howard,
that you would grant me
20 minutes with Prunella.
- Not at all, Jagga. There
is a clock on the mantel.
- Oh, I will certainly
observe it carefully.
- I see that you're well aware
of Prunella's love of hats.
- This? Oh, no, no, my friend.
This is the wedding
helmet of the B'Ma Basal
symbolizing that in
marriage there are two bodies
but only one mind.
- Very colorful.
- Oh, very strong magic.
- Be sure and push
that buzzer hard.
It sometimes sticks.
- My love will have
the strength of 10.
And I hope she
has an active pelvis.
- Tell the truth, Furillo.
You really don't think your
people tailed me to find Jesus?
- I wouldn't think J. D.
Had that kind of initiative.
You tell the truth.
You think all those months
Jesus didn't know what was
in those envelopes he was
delivering for lawyer Brown?
- What do you think was
in Jesus's mind the day
Brown first offered him
a job as a paralegal?
Imagine how lucky
he must have felt.
- Especially considering
he falsified his transcripts
in order to get into law school.
- A kid you would have
laid odds would be dead
in the street by
the time he was 20.
Man gives him a
chance at a real career.
If I were Jesus, I would
have made it my business
not to know what was
in those envelopes.
I would have thought
Harold Brown a saint.
And I would be lighting a
candle tonight for the cops
who couldn't carry
out a legal search.
- All part of the service.
- That's two extra minutes,
my Melanesian friend.
Time you faced up to reality.
- Who got it?
- Detective Delaberto.
Somebody gut-sh*t him.
- No assistance call?
- Didn't call for anything.
We just found him here.
Maybe he knew the guy.
- Oh, no, no. Oh, my God!
I'm gonna have to take you
home. Where do you live?
- Delaware and
Amherst. What happened?
- Guy got k*lled.
- Did you know him?
- I know who got him too.
06x19 - Jagga the Hunk
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The show chronicles the lives of the staff of a single police station located on Hill Street in an unnamed large city.
The show chronicles the lives of the staff of a single police station located on Hill Street in an unnamed large city.