You like that one...
Bach.
Johann Sebastian Bach.
I think Bach's the best.
I don't know
if there's a best.
Music is subjective.
It's different for everyone.
When I hear Mozart...
I feel...
out of breath.
Dizzy...
overwhelmed.
When I hear Bach...
I feel like that's good music,
for me.
What about you? What do you feel
when you hear Bach?
Oh, sh*t!
God, no!
[Man Shouting]
[Screaming]
Mom!
Oh, God!
- No!...
- Mom!
[Chattering]
sh*t.
[Laughing]
[School Bell Rings]
Hey.
[Chattering]
[Man]
Guys, settle down.
Today we'll be
reviewing your tests.
And hopefully
I can figure out...
why the majority of you
failed so miserably.
- Good work, Sean.
- Thank you.
Sean. Sean.
- You got a pen I can borrow?
- Yeah.
Hm, what's with that?
You don't even have Chemistry.
Um... I just like to read,
I guess.
Hey, Jodie Freedman's having a party
at her house tomorrow.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah, you should go.
Are you going?
Yeah, I'm going.
You should go, man. Get your head
out of those books for a while.
Yeah, maybe.
[Siren Wailing In Distance]
♪ [Classical]
You judging me?
Hot chocolate? Huh?
[Indistinct]
[Laughing, Muttering]
♪ [Continues]
Good morning.
Hey, how'd you do
on that test?
I did okay.
Yeah?
Uh... what does that mean,
okay?
I got a hundred.
Well, that's great.
Better than okay.
Listen, Sean,
I was thinking of, uh,
going up and visiting your mother
tonight after work.
Um... thought maybe
you'd like to come along.
I can't. Um...
I'm going to
this party tonight...
with... with my friend.
I'm gonna spend the night
at his house.
If that's...
If that's fine.
Yeah.
That's... That's fine.
Uh, who's the friend?
Um, this kid Steve.
I go to school with him.
I don't think you know him.
Yea. Well, that's...
that's fine. That's, uh...
Well, good.
Sorry I haven't been
up here in a while.
[Thunder Rumbling]
Hah.
I've been busy.
Um, no excuse.
Hey, you know I finally got that leak
in my room fixed?
It was... It was the shingles
up on the roof just like I thought.
Had to go up there,
rip the whole thing out,
start all over again.
You know
how I hate that sh*t.
I never had these problems
in the old apartment.
Sean says hi.
He wanted to
come out but he...
There's some big party and...
I told him to
go be a teenager.
Yeah.
He's doing good.
He's doing good.
He's got friends now and...
All right. I mean, one that I am
currently aware of.
But, uh...
Going off to college
next year.
Can you believe that?
You know, for a while I was
really worried about him.
But he's going to be okay.
He's strong.
He's strong like his mother.
I wish I was that strong.
♪ [Chamber]
♪ [Continues]
♪ [Continues]
Do you like
your surprise?
It's awesome.
I have another surprise
after this.
♪ [Continues]
[Screaming]
Thanks so much, Linda.
That was amazing. For both of us.
It's great to have you.
What did you think of the music, Sean?
It was cool.
It was pretty cool, wasn't it?
What happened
to your face?
- I fell.
- Yeah, he fell off his bike.
You have to be more
careful next time, okay?
Okay.
Fragile things, kids.
Yes, well, thanks again, Linda.
I'll see you at work.
[Man] Yo, Anna, what's up, man?
You got my f*cking money or what?
[Woman] No, Tony,
I got screwed up this week.
Kiana had to go to the doctor, and someone
broke into the mailbox and took my check.
Look at me.
Look at me.
Are you saying you don't
owe me any f*cking money?
Is that what
you're saying, huh?
I'm just saying
maybe... maybe...
Maybe we figure something out.
You know?
- Hey, Stretch.
- Yo.
Hook her up.
Come here, baby.
Come on, Kiana.
Ben.
Hold that down,
all right?
Just make sure you come
correct next time, all right?
Thanks so much.
If you need anything, you know...
Cool. You're good.
You're good.
- Kiana, come on.
- What you looking at, man?
Let's go.
What, you deaf, n*gga?
Huh?
I'm talking to you, boy.
- Yo, T., what's going on, baby?
- Yo, yo, yo, yo.
Where the f*ck you going, man?
My man,
where you going, baby?
What the f*ck
you doing out here, man?
Huh?
You lost?
You got some money for me?
Speak up, m*therf*cker!
f*cking deaf, huh?
You hear me talking
to you, man?
You don't hear 'em
talking to you?
You k*lled that...
You k*lled that kid.
What the f*ck is he talking about, man?
What did you just say?
You k*lled that little boy.
m*therf*cker!
f*cking deaf m*therf*cker!
Huh?
What the f*ck, huh?
- f*ck, man.
- Get the f*ck up!
m*therf*cker!
[Grunts]
Oh, sh*t!
Look at me, m*therf*cker!
Look at me! Look at me!
Yo, Tony.
What you doing, man?
Stay the f*ck back!
- Yo, chill.
- Stay back!
- Yo, put the g*n down, man! Relax!
- What you gonna do, huh?
Relax, man. Huh, what you gonna do?
You gonna sh**t me?
- Chill, chill.
- Shut the f*ck up.
- Just chill, man.
- You wanna sh**t me?
- Stay the f*ck back! Stay the f*ck back!
- Shut the f*ck up!
Shut the f*ck up!
[g*nsh*t]
sh*t!
[Sirens Wailing]
I know I'm supposed
to be there, Richard.
I forgot. I'm sorry.
I promise I'll pick him up
as soon as I get out of work tonight.
Okay, I promise!
Yeah. Well, tell Lisa if she hadn't slept
with my husband behind my back,
maybe she wouldn't have all
this unfairness to deal with.
I'm gonna pick him up.
No, I can't just leave. You know everything
I have going on with work.
No, Richard.
No more lawyers.
No. Don't even think
about doing that.
No, you know what it is, Richard?
You're a d*ck! That's what it is.
What are you looking at?
Detective Ames,
can I talk to you a minute?
Congratulations on
your, uh, promotion.
What can I do for you, Larry?
I've been feeling really bad
how all this went down.
Really?
Yeah, I do.
I was thinking that...
when all this is over,
maybe... me and you should
go somewhere together.
Have a little picnic maybe.
The three of us.
Who? Me, you
and your cell mate?
I was thinking more like,
me, you and your son, Tyler.
I hear he looks just like you.
I can't wait to meet him.
I got bad news for you, Larry.
You're not going anywhere
for a long time.
Do you know where
my lawyer is right now?
Where?
He's sitting with the D.A.
This is never going to stick.
Never.
You know what's the first thing
I'm gonna do when I get out?
What? What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna come see you...
and that f*cking kid.
[Man]
All rise.
You may now be seated.
[Judge]
On the request of the prosecution,
this hearing will be postponed
until July 31 of this year.
See you all then.
You're a crazy kid.
You know that, right?
Crazy.
In his prime...
Tyson would've k*lled Ali.
Tyson wouldn't have lasted 5 rounds.
You're crazy.
So I did a little reading on you
this morning. Impressive career.
Anticrime Unit, Narcotics.
Let's not forget the Delany case.
That was a big one.
Now here you are
working Homicide.
It's an amazing career for a man,
but it's spectacular for a woman.
And a Latina woman at that.
You should be proud of yourself.
What does that mean, Detective?
What?
I should be proud because
I made it to Homicide?
Or I should be proud because I'm a
Latino woman who made it to Homicide?
Well, first of all, we can
drop the detective thing.
It's Gary.
Okay. Gary.
I'm just saying that you should
be proud for your race.
My race?
Yeah, your race.
- Are you f*cking with me?
- No.
You Latinos.
You're a proud people, right?
- You Latinos?
- Yeah.
All right, I suppose you missed
the racial sensitivity training.
No, I took that.
Why?
Look, Gary, I don't care
if you're a bigot or a r*cist.
I really don't care.
It doesn't affect me at all.
I just care that you and I get the job done
and that you have my back.
Are we clear?
Of course.
Good.
And I'm not any of those things,
so you got
nothing to worry about.
And I certainly
have your back.
Oh, and, Gary,
if you touch me,
I will sh**t you.
[Clearing Throat]
Okay, we're setting up boundaries.
That's... I understand that.
What?
What's up, kid?
How was school today?
[Sighs]
The same.
Whoa. What the hell
happened to you?
Oh. Uh, I got jumped...
on the train.
Jesus Christ, Sean.
Did you file a report?
No, it happened so fast.
I couldn't tell you
what they looked like.
Your father
must be sick about this.
Yeah, he is.
I really don't want to
talk about it, Billy.
No problem.
Hope you got a couple of
sh*ts in at least.
Just one.
I'm leaving now.
I'll be there, Richard.
Excuse me.
Excuse me.
Do you work here?
No. I don't work here.
You look a little young to be a cop,
so what are you doing here?
Um...
Billy... I mean, Detective Baldwin
knows I'm here.
I'm just, uh, printing...
this off and...
It's getting late so...
I'm sure it's all right.
I just...
It's my first day here today
so I'm just trying to be careful.
Yeah, it's no problem.
Um, but I'm gonna...
I'm gonna go.
Ten minutes.
I promise.
[Sighs]
I don't know, Richard.
Maybe they don't
like police in this town.
What? You think I'm
doing this on purpose?
[Honking]
I think you need
a new phone.
Yeah.
It's pretty bad.
The lugs are rusted.
I think I'm just gonna
call a tow truck.
Let me give it a try.
All right.
Knock yourself out.
Well, you're stronger
then you look.
Is that supposed
to be a compliment?
No. I'm sorry.
I'm just not being used to being
the damsel in distress type.
- I'm Teresa by the way.
- I know who you are.
- Really?
- Yes.
I've seen you on TV.
I know. Larry Childs
has made me famous unfortunately.
I heard, uh...
he's trying to...
make a deal or something?
Think he'll get off?
I don't know.
It's out of my hands really.
- You need any help down there?
- No, I got it.
All right.
You're all set.
Well, thank you again.
- Hey, I still didn't get your name.
- Sean.
Can I offer you a ride
now that you fixed my tire?
Oh, no. No, thanks.
I take the train.
You sure?
Yeah.
Good night.
[Blows Landing
On Punching Bag]
Sean. Sean.
Hey, Sean.
Whoa! Hey!
[Laughing]
Yeah.
Sorry about that, Dad.
That's okay.
Oh.
I thought I was gonna end up with
a matching shiner. Let me look at that.
Yeah, you're still not upset
about the fight, are ya?
Hmm?
It's nothing to be ashamed of.
Nothing to be ashamed of.
I had my head handed to me
more than a couple times.
Can you get that for me?
All right.
I'm standing here.
Damn, you look good. Nice and smooth.
Fluid. Chin down.
You could be getting more power
behind your straight right.
You wanna pivot.
Pivot on the back foot.
Throw your shoulder into it
with just a little bit more.
Tuck your chin down
a little bit.
You know, just... just...
You know, just...
Be nice and fluid on the jab.
Pivot. Put your shoulder into it.
That's it. Now these street fighter
m*therf*ckers,
they don't give a sh*t
about technique.
So don't be afraid
to get the most of it, Sean.
Well, you get the idea.
Yeah, I get the idea.
Your birthday's coming up.
Yeah, I know.
I'm thinking maybe
we could do something.
I'll call you
when supper is ready.
f*ck you.
He is a little boy!
You drunk son of a bitch!
- Lower your voice. Lower your...
- I will f*cking k*ll you!
- Do you understand?
- I wanted him go to his room!
That's exactly what I mean!
Believe it or not,
he's gonna f*cking listen to me...
when I tell him to do something!
Say that one more f*cking time.
You touch him again...
and I will f*cking k*ll you!
Giving me orders now?
Is that what you're f*cking doing?
[Shouting, Indistinct]
Who the f*ck do you think
you are talking to?
My f*cking house, and I don't like the way
you f*cking said it!
Just shut your f*cking mouth!
So what do you think?
About what?
About his story.
I think a drug dealer got
popped and he's dead.
That's what I think.
[Sighs]
Want anything?
No, I'm good.
I also think that more than likely
that little criminal in there k*lled him.
But of course we're never gonna
know that because as usual...
nobody saw nothin'
and we got no m*rder w*apon.
So you don't believe
anything he said about that other guy?
No.
What I know...
is that a patrol car saw
our boy and the victim...
working their usual spot
the night of the m*rder.
Couple of hours later,
Tony's dead.
And the next night...
junior mafia in there
takes over the business.
My money's on him.
Tony was a pretty
serious guy.
It's a little ambitious for
that kid. He's too young.
Did you grow up in
a big family, Ames?
Yeah, I did.
Why?
- That explains it.
- Explains what?
You've got
"look at me" syndrome.
- What?
- Oh, yeah.
Yeah, you come from
a big family, see,
so it's hard for you
to get attention.
It's hard for Mommy and Daddy
to notice you.
Really?
Yeah.
So you gotta make a big deal
out of everything.
Oh, boy.
No, I mean you gotta over achieve.
You have to excel
at all costs.
"Look at me" syndrome.
I see.
And you've deduced this from what?
Me wanting to do my job?
Or should I say,
wanting to do our job.
All I'm saying is...
don't make more out of this
than it actually is.
Look, there are a 100 people out there
that wanted Tony dead.
He was a true piece of sh*t,
drug-dealing pedophile,
I might add.
But in the end...
k*ller is usually the first guy
that comes to mind.
Really?
Yeah.
Thank you. It's great.
Homicide 101. I can manage.
- I'm just trying to help.
- You wanna help me?
Yeah.
Go get me some coffee.
That's how you can help me.
Only if you come with me.
Here.
What's his story?
Who, Sean?
Man.
Mother got her head blown off
right in front of his face.
Like 10 years ago.
Car jacking.
That's horrible.
Yeah.
He's been coming in here
ever since then.
Baldwin lets him look
at mug sh*ts,
see if the guy got grabbed
for something else.
So he just let's him come in
and use the computer unattended?
That's not exactly
procedure, is it?
Bill's senior man on the squad, Ames.
I don't ask questions.
And he's a little young for you,
don't you think, Detective?
- [Laughing]
- You're a jerk.
No, he helped me change a tire
on my car the other day.
I just think he's
a nice kid, that's all.
That's sweet.
Look. You, uh...
You ready to go?
Junior mafia is about to call his lawyer.
Yeah, I'll meet you
in there in a minute.
[Laughing]
He's an ugly one.
I find them all
to be pretty ugly.
I wanted to say thank you
for the other night. For helping me.
Oh. It's... It's not a problem.
So now I owe you one. I was thinking
maybe I could help you with your work.
I'm pretty good
at what I do.
Okay.
Ames!
Let's go.
I'll be right there.
So it's a deal?
I'll take a look at your case,
see how I can give you a hand,
and we'll talk about it.
You really don't have to do that.
You don't want my help?
No, no.
Then don't worry about it.
I'll take a look at it, okay?
I gotta go.
I need a girl.
[Crying]
[Man] Did you take that
vitamin C I gave you?
Yes, I did. Thank you.
I want you to wear your
heavy coat tonight, okay?
I don't want this to get
any worse then it is.
[Woman]
Joe.
I don't think...
You don't think what?
- I'm sick, Joe.
- Yeah, I know.
That's why I'm trying to do
everything I can to make you feel better.
I don't want to do this, okay?
I'm sorry,
but I can't do this tonight.
I f*cking told you to get up! Get up!
[Screaming]
I waited and waited for you!
I worry about you
all f*cking day!
And all you can do
is think about yourself!
You selfish f*cking bitch!
Now you are gonna
go that job,
and you are
gonna like it!
Get in the f*cking car!
Get in the car!
Leave her...
Leave her alone.
m*therf*cker!
Joe, don't!
[Woman Screaming]
You mind your own
f*cking business!
- You picked the wrong f*cking guy!
- Stop! Please!
- Sticking your nose into my business.
- [Screaming]
Shut up!
Fucker!
Ow. Ow!
[Woman]
Joe, please don't!
[Crying]
Get in the house!
Get inside! This is
all your fault!
Who the f*ck
do you think you are?
You come around here again,
and I will put a b*llet in your head.
And that bitch you
tried to save...
I am going to b*at her
until she can't f*cking move.
So you haven't done anything
here except waste my time.
f*ck up my car.
You didn't save her.
You made it worse.
Hey, Joe.
[Woman Screaming]
[Teresa]
Did you ever see this man before?
I meet a lot of men.
It's hard to keep track.
Thanks, sweetie.
You know what I do, right?
Yeah, you're a hooker.
Gary.
Miss Winston,
I know what you do.
Please, call me Lizzy.
Miss Winston is my mother, and
I don't wanna think about her right now.
So you're telling me
you didn't recognize him?
I never saw this guy before.
Anyways, I couldn't really
tell what he looked like.
He had this black outfit on,
and it was kind of dark out.
Do you know anybody
who didn't particularly like Joey?
Maybe someone
who wanted him dead?
Who didn't want him dead?
Lizzy, I'm gonna have a
sketch artist come up here.
Look, Miss Detective,
Joe was a piece of sh*t.
He was going to k*ll me.
Maybe not last night, but...
sooner or later he was gonna hit me
too hard or choke me.
That little girl he k*lled...
Now what are you
talking about?
Mancini was charged
with murdering a 13-year-old girl.
- He b*at the charge.
- Yeah.
He used to laugh about that.
He was gonna k*ll me next.
That guy...
saved my life.
He was...
sent down by God
to save me.
You know, I'm getting a second chance now
'cause of him and...
You know, you seem like
a real nice person, but...
I'm not going to help you
arrest this guy.
Just wouldn't be fair.
[Phone Ringing]
Teresa Ames.
Yeah.
The 21... no problem.
Okay.
sh*t.
What's up?
The f*cking Delany case
has been delayed again.
Larry Childs is trying to
cut a deal with the D.A.
[Sighs]
I can't believe this sh*t.
So, what do you care?
f*ck 'em. We get paid
to catch 'em. After that...
it's out of our hands.
I gave two years of my
life to this case, Gary.
I lost my marriage to this case.
I lost my f*cking son to this case.
Who cares?
- Are you gonna cry?
- f*ck you.
No, I mean if you want I'll step out
of the car and give you a couple minutes.
Women...
like to cry.
Gary, what the hell
do you know about women?
Um...
Nothing. Thank you.
You know, that girl's description
match the one in Tony T.'s case?
Hey, all that hooker said was
that the guy was wearing black.
I mean, this is New York.
[Laughing]
Tell you what,
Why don't we go over
to the coroner's office.
If it's the same g*n,
then we got something to talk about.
[Engine Starting]
Hey, man.
You looked good today.
You should try out
for the tournament.
Why?
What do you mean, why?
To see if you could win.
You know, for fun?
I don't do this for fun.
[Gary]
Look up I.C.W.
- Twenty-three and a quarter.
- Ah, sh*t. I'm getting k*lled.
All right.
Check out E.R.C.M.
Twelve and three eights.
Ah, sh*t.
Alright, Artie, how much longer is this
gonna take? We got lives to save out there.
- A little while longer.
- All right. Well, I'm gonna take a piss.
I'll be back.
[Teresa's Voice]
He's an ugly one.
[Sean's Voice] I find them all
to be pretty ugly.
Hey, can you look
something up for me?
Sure, what's the symbol?
No, it's not a stock.
It's, uh, a word.
Triceleron.
Whoa.
Cool.
Pretty exotic for
a Brooklyn Homicide.
You've heard of it before?
Of course.
I've never worked on a case with it,
but I know what it is.
What is it?
What is what?
The detective was just
asking about triceleron.
Oh. Cool. Pretty exotic
for a Brooklyn Homicide.
f*ck, is that the word of the day?
What is it?
It's a poison.
Well, some would argue against it
being classified as a poison.
It's technically an irritant.
It poisons the muscular system, Artie.
It is thus a poison.
It doesn't actually
poison anything, Roy.
Okay, guys, talk to me, not to each other.
What is it?
The thing that makes
triceleron so interesting...
is that it doesn't actually
poison the system.
And that is what makes it
virtually untraceable.
It causes a chemical reaction
in your esophagus.
It swells the muscles
and suffocates you in your own body.
You die of asphyxiation.
So it's not the poison
that kills you per se.
It's your own body
that does you in.
And all you need it just
the slightest taste and it's over.
- So it's a poison?
- Exactly.
It is not a poison.
Shell fish, peanuts...
These cause the same reaction
in some people, and those aren't poisons.
If you have a peanut allergy,
they are.
Cyanide, potassium chloride.
These are poisons.
Peanuts are not a poison.
Artie, come on.
Less talking, more digging for that b*llet.
You got it.
It's a nine-millimeter slug.
Same make as your dealer.
Ballistics will need a couple of days
to get an exact match.
Call me when
you know for sure.
Still think I got
"look at me" syndrome?
No. Now it's more like you're
a pain in my ass syndrome.
What do you think of
those potatoes?
They're fine.
Got the recipe from one
of those cooking shows.
I never thought I'd be
watching cooking shows.
[Couple Arguing]
Just leave me alone.
Listen to me.
Just leave me alone.
I'm over it already.
That's it. I'm sorry.
Just let it go.
[Woman Shouting]
What did I tell you?
The next time you hit your sister,
I'm telling your father!
What did I tell you, Richie?
Next time you hit your sister,
I'm telling your father.
In the worst way.
Hey.
- Just the guy I'm looking for.
- Really?
Why are you looking for me?
I read up on your case.
I wanted to talk to you about it.
I'm going to lunch
if you want to join me.
Come on. It's just an egg roll.
It's not a date or anything. Come on.
Let's go.
They're good, I promise.
So you get straight A's.
You like classical music.
Huh.
You don't play any sports,
and you don't have a girlfriend.
A little different for
the average high school boy.
You have to admit.
[Sighs] You ask a lotta questions,
you know that?
I know. It's my job.
I can't help myself.
But you're right, so go ahead.
Ask me a question.
How long were you
married for?
How do you know
I was married?
I... I read an article in the paper.
It said you were married.
Okay, so how do you know
I'm divorced?
Well, for starters,
you're not wearing a ring.
What if it gets
in the way of my work?
Nah, you're not married
anymore. I can tell.
And how can you tell, Detective Donovan?
Tell me.
There's a sadness
in your eyes.
Like you lost someone.
If you see sadness,
it's not for my ex-husband.
Believe me.
It would be more for my son.
Yeah.
Richard... he had, um...
He had better lawyers and...
a lot more money.
I was working all the time, so I guess
in the end it really was my fault.
I have... weekends and
every other Wednesday.
What's your son's name?
Tyler.
Tyler.
I'm sure Tyler
loves you very much.
Let's go.
I told you,
no vegetables.
So why do I find vegetables in my lo mein
when I get home?
You say vegetables in lo mein,
you get vegetables in lo mein.
- Vegetables in lo mein.
- No, no, no. Bitch. No f*cking vegetables.
- f*ck you, black bastard.
- No, no. f*ck you, you f*cking Chinese...
- All right, all right. That's enough!
- Get the f*ck off me.
[Speaking Chinese]
Okay, can I just get
two egg rolls, please?
Sir.
Two egg rolls?
Come on.
[Speaking Chinese]
What the f*ck?
You speak Chinese?
Yeah.
My mom
always wanted me to...
master a second language.
She said if you learn one,
it's easier to learn...
three or four.
So I decided...
why not learn the hardest language
and go from there.
Wow. Okay.
So if you ever get around
to speaking Spanish, let me know.
Maybe I can help you.
[Speaking Spanish]
Oh, there we go.
He speaks Spanish.
A little bit.
[Chuckles]
I'm really sorry about
what happened to your mom.
I looked at the file
and, um,
to be honest with you, there's really not
a whole lot to work with.
It just looks like
a random carjacking.
Yeah, that's what
I've been told.
I find it really inspiring
that you're still looking into that.
It could take years
before this guy turns up.
And even then, there
are still no guarantees.
So are you telling me that
I should just give it up?
Is that why you
brought me here?
I'm saying that
it's been nine years.
And if it was me
and... I was your mother,
I would want you to
get on with your life.
What do you know
about my life, Teresa?
I'm just trying to help you.
What if I told you
I found the k*ller?
What? Are you saying
you found him?
No, no. I'm saying,
what if I did?
Well, we would...
bring him in and charge him.
But there's
no m*rder w*apon.
There's no proof.
Just my word.
Sean, this is gonna be really hard for you
to hear because it's your mother,
but the truth is that...
that's the way it has to be.
It's called due process, and
there's no way around that.
Due process.
This was my mother,
Detective.
She taught little kids music.
It's not like she d*ed
in a car accident...
or d*ed of cancer.
She was m*rder*d.
m*rder*d trying
to protect me.
Somebody...
made the decision...
to end her life.
The piece of sh*t
walks around every day.
Going through it...
like it never happened.
Due process.
How'd due process work out for you
in the Child's case Teresa?
Scumbag kills two f*cking people
and now they're talking about...
tainted evidence and the
Witness Protection Program?
That's your due process?
How did due process work out
for you in your divorce case?
Think you were
treated fairly?
You can keep your due process.
Thanks for the egg roll.
What are you doing
with triceleron?
What?
What are you doing
spying on me?
It's a poison. It's illegal.
Do you know that?
Yeah, I know.
I wrote a paper on the history of poisons
in my Chemistry class.
Got an A.
We done with
the questions now?
Yeah, we're done.
[Chattering]
[Laughing]
Last one.
Mmm.
- Why did you make me do that?
- Why not?
As I was saying,
Tony and Joe...
both come from the same
f*cking neighborhood.
And both of them
were scumbags.
Somewhere... both of them
f*cked over the same guy,
and they both end
up getting wacked.
I mean it really could be
just as simple as that.
Okay. It's the last one.
Last one.
[Glasses Clink]
- Oh, please let it be the last one.
- Hoo.
- [Giggling]
- Did you know that Tony...
b*at his girlfriend's
son to death?
A seven-year-old boy.
Did you know that?
About five years ago.
Yes, I did know that.
And he b*at the rap.
That's what our victims
both have in common.
They both k*lled somebody
and got away with it.
Oh, come on.
- What?
- Come on. We're...
we're back to revenge killings?
Vigilante sh*t.
- Maybe.
- [Man Laughing]
Can I ask you a question?
- What?
- Are you telling me everything?
What do you mean?
Well, I mean
we're partners right?
Yes, that's... Yes.
Is there something about these murders
that you're keeping to yourself?
[Scoffs]
Of course not.
Good.
Because I don't mind saying,
you have a reputation...
for being out there
for yourself.
I mean,
you do know that, right?
Really?
Oh, yeah. Mmm.
Your partner's name didn't even make it
into the paper on the Delaney case.
Your partner.
Why is that, I wonder?
Why is his name
not visible?
'Cause he's still out making...
- He's still in Anticrime Unit.
- That's politics, and you know that.
There was no promotion there.
No promotion whatsoever.
You should know better than that.
It's f*cked up that you're asking me this.
Are you done insulting me?
- For the time being,
- Good.
I am done insulting you.
However, I am also drunk,
I'll probably be insulting you later on.
Okay, good. I'm gonna
go and pay my respects.
I will... pay the bill.
Detective Baldwin?
Hi, I'm Teresa Ames.
- We haven't had the chance to meet yet.
- Oh, yes.
Wonder Woman
from the Bronx.
My pleasure.
- Are you enjoying your party?
- Is this party for me?
I thought it was for you.
Why would it be my party?
I don't...
This is the "Welcome to the Squad" party
for Teresa Ames.
Or couldn't you tell?
Out with the old. In with the new.
Yeah. Well, we'll
pick this up later.
- I'll let you be with your friends.
- No. Now is perfect.
What did you want
to talk about?
The skinny white kid?
Is that it?
Sean?
Don't be so shy, Detective.
You're his favorite topic.
And now you're in the same station
with him. [Chuckles]
Who would've guessed that?
I'm not following you.
What do you mean?
See if you can follow this.
Leave him alone.
I'll be gone Friday.
I'll be golfing.
He won't have anyone else
to help him out.
The kid has...
issues.
- Get it?
- Yeah, I do get it. I read the file.
[Laughing]
You read the file!
So... you must know
everything now.
Let me give you a little update, Detective.
You don't know sh*t.
Leave him alone.
And let him get back
to his life.
When I leave,
he'll leave.
He doesn't need you f*cking up his head
any more than it already is.
Enjoy your party.
I don't know.
He just flipped out on me.
He's just drunk.
You taking the train?
Of course I'm taking the train.
I'm hammered.
[Snoring]
Wake up.
I'm awake.
You're snoring.
I am not snoring.
[Man] The dinner was nice.
Friday and then Saturday,
couple of the guys came over
to the house early.
[Continues, Indistinct]
Please.
Men, uh... They fighting.
Please go. Please.
Filthy. Filthy. f*cking dog.
Whoo!
Huh, p*ssy, where you going?
[Laughing]
They f*ck like a bunch of dogs.
They make filthy f*cking children.
That's right. [Laughing]
Animals like a pig.
Like a f*cking pig.
[Snorting]
What are you looking at?
What are you looking at, family?
Huh? You think
you're better than me?
Ha! You think you're better than me?
You think you're better than me?
Huh? Huh?
That's what you think?
Please.
Leave me alone.
Please? You want me to please you?
Is that what you want?
- No!
- You want me to please you?
- Is that what you want?
- Hey, why don't you leave her alone?
Why don't you
sit the f*ck down, pig!
Huh? You wanna die early?
I'll give you something to die early for,
you filthy f*cking f*ck!
'Cause this pig wants to talk to me.
Ain't that right, pig?
Yeah. 'Cause I think you do.
I think you want some of this.
Please? You want
me to please you?
Is that what you want?
I'll please you.
Huh? Is that what you want?
[Chinese]
I know that's what you want.
That's what it sounds like. I can hear you.
I can smell you.
I can smell what you want.
I'm gonna show you
what you want.
Sit the f*ck down, pig!
You wanna die?
[Shouting]
Please, uh...
They fighting.
Please go.
[Crying]
Okay. Okay.
I quit. All right.
Stop. I quit.
Hey!
Hey!
f*ck.
Where the hell were you?
I was at a...
I was at a party.
Shut up!
You wanna explain this?
Testosterone Cypionate.
Steroids?
What the f*ck are you doing
looking through my sh*t?
Look m*therf*cker,
you live in my house!
This sh*t's in my house!
I ask the f*cking questions.
You shut the f*ck up!
I will put your head...
- right through that window.
- f*cking try me, you assh*le!
You go to the gym.
You f*cking do push-ups.
You f*cking p*ssy.
You don't take this sh*t.
You don't take shortcuts.
What's the matter with you?
Tell me that I raised you
better than that.
Yeah, you f*cking raised
me real good.
[Chinese]
[Chinese]
What do we have?
This little boy got a good look at him
before he put that stuff on his face.
Get this.
Before this wacko gets up
and pummels the homeless guy,
he tells the kid to take
his mother and leave the car.
I guess he didn't want the kid
to see what was going to happen.
I thought they didn't
speak English.
They don't.
This guy spoke Chinese.
Get up.
Get up, Sean.
[Gasping]
Sean? Sean.
Get up. Get up.
Hell of a way to spend your birthday.
So get up, get dressed.
We got a schedule to keep.
What are you talking about?
It's a surprise.
Get up.
See you downstairs.
So where are we going?
Where are we going?
It's your birthday.
So the first thing
I'm getting you is a cake.
All right?
This is the best damn cake
in New York.
It is pretty good.
You know, your mother and I
used to come here before you were born.
Doesn't look like much,
but the food...
it was pretty mediocre.
This is also where,
you know,
I would hang out
with my friends,
and we'd have a... like, I don't know,
like a meeting of the minds.
God, I don't
recognize it anymore.
Yeah. I guess it's
been a long time.
Not long enough.
Erin. Jesus. Jesus.
How you been?
How you doing, Rock?
Good. I'm great.
Erin,
this is my son, Sean.
My God. I remember when Mary
was pregnant with this little devil.
Now look at him. Handsome like his old man.
Get out of here.
Listen. It's been a long time.
How you been?
Doing okay.
I own this dump now.
No.
Yep.
Bought it from Tina
years ago.
Congratulations.
That's... That's great.
So where have
you been, Rock?
I mean, it's gotta be, what, 10 years
since I've seen you?
I heard you moved out
to Marine Park?
Yeah. Yeah.
No, I did. I, uh...
I got a nice house,
in a nice neighborhood.
Good for you, Terry.
Finally got yourself out of this place.
- I'm proud of you.
- Nah, it wasn't so bad.
Ah, well, it's pretty bad.
Yeah, it's pretty bad.
Listen. Why don't you sit down
and keep Sean company.
I'm gonna hit the head.
Okay.
Oh, Terry?
Yeah.
Take a look
on the back wall there.
I got some old pictures
of you and the guys.
Okay.
- Hi.
- Sean, right?
God, your old man...
he looks great.
He looks better now than he did
when he used to hang around here.
He looks younger.
Yeah, that's 'cause
he stopped drinking.
Yeah. Well, that'll do it.
So, you called my dad Rock.
Is that a nickname or...
Yeah, Rocky.
You know, like the fighter,
the boxer? From the movie?
Anyway, I mean your dad
wasn't a heavyweight. [Chuckles]
He was more of a scrapper.
You know? Really a great boxer.
He could have gone pro.
If it hadn't been
for the booze.
- Really?
- Yeah.
Yeah.
I don't know.
Your old man...
he did a lot more fighting in the street
than he did in the gym,
If you know what I mean.
But, uh... with those animals
he used to hang out with,
I guess that was just
par for the course.
Rock. That's... That's funny.
Oh, hey.
I was telling your son here
what an upstanding citizen...
you were back in the day.
Uh, yeah. Listen, um...
God, Erin,
I hate to run out on you...
- like this. but...
- No, no, no. Come on.
I insist. I insist.
What's up?
Um...
Come on. We gotta go.
What's the hurry?
Come on. We gotta go.
It's a surprise.
I'm gonna stay in touch.
You better.
Don't wait 10 years.
I won't.
It was nice meeting you.
Nice to meet you too, Sean.
See you around.
Sorry to rush you
outta there like that,
but we don't wanna miss
the first fight, do we?
What fight?
What are you talking about?
Well, get in the car
and I'll show ya.
[Terry] This kid in the red
is pretty good.
[Sean] Yeah, that's Angel.
I spar with him all the time.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Yeah, he looks pretty tough.
He's not that tough.
- Really?
- Yeah.
[Terry] He looks pretty tough
to me. Oh!
[Crowd Cheering]
Man, I forgot they had fights
at my gym tonight.
Your gym?
My gym first.
Great fights.
- Yeah, they were pretty good.
- Yeah.
Hey, listen, one more stop.
Then we'll head back home.
- Okay?
- All right. Okay.
Why did you bring me here?
Well,
I wanted you
to remember this.
You think
I forgot about this?
No. No, I know you haven't.
I know this memory is...
still fresh in your mind.
I see it in your eyes
every day.
What I wanted you
to remember, Sean,
is that your mother
d*ed that night.
Your mother d*ed here.
She did.
Not you.
You have a life to lead.
A long life.
I... I... I think it's time
you start living it.
I know we haven't been
the best of friends.
I know.
You don't think I know, but I know what
a piece of sh*t I was back then. I do.
And I can't explain to you how sorry I am
for the things that I did to you.
And to your mother.
And I'll never forgive myself
for the person that I was.
But I gotta start
living my life.
I...
But I... I need my son back
to do that.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
- That's the last of it.
- No golf today?
Detective Ames,
what's going on?
If I was retired,
I'd be playing golf.
What are you doing here,
Detective?
I wanna finish our conversation
from the other night.
I was a little drunk that night.
I might have been a little out of line.
No. You were
a lot out of line.
Well, you're out of line
coming to my house uninvited.
I need some answers
about Sean.
Leave him alone.
That's your answer.
I can't do that anymore.
Let's have a drink.
[Baldwin Narrating]
I was 10 years on the squad...
when they brought that kid
into the station.
They should have brought him
to the hospital. He was in shock.
No emotion.
No crying.
He'd just stare.
Those eyes looking
right through you.
I wanted him to have
a look at the mugs...
while the perp's face
was still on his mind.
Him and his father.
His father saw this guy up close.
He p*stol-whipped him
outside the car.
Sean was all for it.
Sat there for
three hours straight.
Sure enough...
picks this guy out
just like that.
[No Audible Dialogue]
But when we showed
the photo to his father,
he says,
"No. That's the wrong guy".
The kid looks at his father
like he's crazy.
Sean knows
this is the guy.
Mr. Donovan pulls Sean
to the side.
Gives him a lecture about
the consequences of his action.
The first time he'd
dealt with consequences.
Sean takes another look
at the photo.
Says he made a mistake.
His father's right. It's not the guy.
I felt bad for the kid.
He's about my son's age.
You know, he never
talked about his mother.
Never.
Never talked about
that night.
I remember
that con's name though.
I didn't even know it was still in my head
till about six months ago...
when I saw his picture
in the paper.
Seemed some hotshot detective...
arrested him for the m*rder
of Angela Delany.
Jesus Christ.
Larry Childs.
Yeah.
Larry Childs.
Do you think
he k*lled his mother?
I don't know.
He was a career criminal
before you busted him.
All I know is,
when that article came out,
something snapped
in that kid.
He was different after that.
He was convinced...
Childs k*lled his mother.
Sad thing is, I know his father
must have seen that article too.
Can you imagine having your son
look at you every day...
thinking you betrayed him?
Can you imagine that?
- This yours?
- Yeah.
There you go.
How's it going?
- Is that your mom?
- Oh, yeah.
Yeah?
He's pretty cute.
What are you doing
here, Sean?
Hey, you like cake?
Yeah.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
You should really think about
taking him to Tina's in Bushwick.
Best cake in New York.
Give the ball back.
Come on. We gotta go.
You know, you really
shouldn't be here, Sean.
I wanted to talk to you
about something.
I... I got your address
from the station,
and, um, I looked it up,
and there was only
two parks in your area.
And I figured this one's
better suited for kids,
so I thought I'd probably
find you here.
Every other Wednesday, right?
[Horn Honking]
Is that his father?
Come on.
We'll talk about it tomorrow, Sean.
Let's go.
There he is.
How was your day with your mom?
Good.
Hey.
Hey.
Everything okay?
Richard, please, just give me one second.
Please.
- Sean, you gotta leave right now.
- I am leaving.
I just wanted to thank you.
I'm giving it all up.
Like you said.
I'm moving on with my life.
You should move on
with yours.
No. This isn't over, Sean.
It is for me.
I'm sorry. I gotta go.
Bye, baby. I love you.
- You ready?
- Yeah.
[Chattering]
[Man's Voice]
Hey, Rock.
[Phone Vibrating]
- Hey.
- [Gary] Hey. What are you doing?
[Sighs]
I don't know.
Honestly.
Going crazy maybe.
Why? What's up?
Uh, you see the news?
No, why?
Childs cut a deal.
It's official.
He must have had dirt on someone.
What was his sentence?
Two years.
And then he's in
the Witness Protection.
Two years.
Yeah.
Just thought
you'd want to know.
Okay.
Thank you.
I'm sorry, Teresa.
Two years.
Mind getting me one?
Thanks. I can never get
my arm down far enough.
I'm sorry. I don't...
I don't even know your name.
I see you at school,
but you know how it is.
Sean. Sean Donovan.
I'm Amanda Richards.
How come I've never seen you
around these things before?
Uh, been pretty busy.
Hitting the books a lot.
Looks like
they've been hitting back.
That's a serious boo-boo
you got right there.
What happened?
Oh, um, I fell.
You fell?
Yeah, off my bike.
You fell off your bike?
Are you lying to me,
Sean Donovan?
[Chuckles]
Well, if you must know,
I, uh, got into a fight
with a pimp...
and he caught me in the arm
with a baseball bat.
It looks worse than it is.
[Laughs]
You're weird.
Hey, there's my girl.
I'm not your girl, Bruce.
[Bruce] You're not cheating on me,
are you?
- Bruce, will you take a walk?
- Hey, you go to my school.
- What's up, punk?
- Bruce, will you please just leave?
I just want to talk to
you for a second.
What, you can't talk
to me now?
- Fine. Give me a minute.
- Don't make me wait.
I'm sorry about that.
He seems like a nice guy.
He's not that bad.
Just a jerk sometimes.
Listen, I've got to go,
but I'll see you later, okay?
Don't leave.
I won't.
[Chattering]
Hey, man.
Uh, I got your...
This is yours.
What is this?
This isn't mine, man.
Yeah, it is.
No. Sorry, dude.
You got the wrong guy.
You could say thank you.
Yo, man, what are you
doing talking to freshmen?
Let's sit down.
[Man's Voice]
Hey, Rock.
[Sean's Voice]
They called my Dad Rock.
[Man's Voice]
Hey, Rock.
Hey Rock. Hey Rock.
Hey, Rock.
Hey, Rock.
- Get out of the...
- [Window Shattering]
[Screaming]
[Man's Voice]
Time's up, Rock.
- Bitch!
- Don't you ever touch me!
Calm down!
Calm down.
You like to hurt people?
What, you got
a death wish, jerk-off?
Sean.
You like hurting people, right?
- I'm gonna hurt you, you stupid prick.
- I don't think so.
[Chuckling]
[Glass Shattering]
[Girl Shrieks]
What are you, crazy?
What the hell just happened?
Give me your keys.
I can't give you my keys, man.
I gotta get home.
Give me your f*cking keys!
[Man's Voice]
Hey, Rock.
[Overlapping Voices]
[Shrieks]
Shut up!
Terry, stop screaming
and get us out of here.
Mom, are we lost?
Yes, honey. We're lost.
We're not lost.
[Bangs]
- [Terry] The guy just hit our car.
- [Mary] Wait, Terry.
Will you stop giving me sh*t?
What's going on, Mom?
Your dad's just getting information
so we can get the car fixed.
Time's up, Rock.
f*ck off, man.
Oh, my God.
sh*t!
[Screaming]
Sean, get out of the car!
Get out of the...
Sean!
Mom!
[g*nsh*t]
[Clicking]
[Dialing]
Yeah, there's a break-in
at my house.
Sean.
Sean.
Oh, my God.
Sean?
Hey, Dad.
Sean, what are you doing?
I...
Are you drunk?
Yep.
Just like you, Dad.
Remember when you were
drunk all the time?
Remember those days, Dad?
'Cause I do.
I remember this one time...
with the belt.
And you were going
in on me real good!
But Mom got in the way,
and you didn't like that, did you, Dad?
So it was Mom's turn.
But she was
a lot bigger than me.
So you could really put
your shoulder into it. Right, Dad!
I...
I remember...
standing there...
Watched you b*at her!
And I...
And I just stood there,
and I did nothing!
Because I was afraid
that you would start hitting me again!
I was a coward then.
But I'm not
a coward anymore.
- Whoa! Whoa! Put the g*n down!
- For f*cking money?
- Get that g*n out of my face.
- Piece of sh*t! For f*cking money?
- What are you talking about?
- You know what I'm talking about!
Don't treat me like a kid.
I'm not stupid.
You understand?
I'm not f*cking stupid.
I'm talking
about Larry Childs.
What?
Yeah, your old pal Larry.
How much money
did you get for her?
How much was she worth?
You m*therf*cker. You don't know
what the f*ck you're talking about.
Now put the f*cking g*n...
I do know what I'm talking about!
Yes, I do.
You collected money
on her life insurance.
What?
That's how we got outta that
sh*t neighborhood!
Yeah. Sean, you better get
that f*cking g*n out of my face.
- And I mean now.
- Stay the f*ck back.
- Get that f*cking g*n outta my face.
- Stay the f*ck back!
g*dd*mn it!
You think I k*lled my wife?
Your mother?
Is that what you think?
I know you did.
I know you did!
You don't know sh*t.
Larry Childs. Okay.
So, yeah,
I knew Larry Childs.
You must have seen him.
But you didn't recognize him
from that night, Sean.
I heard him call you Rock.
Your nickname Rock!
Sean! You're wrong. Okay?
You made a mistake then,
and you're making one now.
Now, what is more likely,
that I had your mother k*lled,
my wife,
for that life insurance money,
or that I didn't get you the help
you needed when you needed it?
What kind of man
do you think I am?
Okay.
I'm sorry. Sorry.
Don't be.
Don't be sorry.
It'll be okay.
I'm sorry
I can't believe you.
[g*nsh*t]
[Sean]
He k*lled her.
Hired that animal
to k*ll her.
Where's your father, Sean?
Somebody broke in.
I found him
in the basement.
He's dead.
You said you wanted
to help me, Teresa.
[Sean]
My name is Sean Donovan.
When I was nine years old, a woman
was m*rder*d in front of my eyes.
Her name was Mary Donovan.
She was my mother.
My life changed that night.
It changed
how I see the world.
I tell you this because I think
that night changed your life as well.
I know the suffering
you must go through every day,
hearing the cries of
your victims in your head,
seeing my mother's face
in your dreams,
praying that one day
the pain will stop.
That is why I write you today.
To help you ease your pain.
To let you know that I forgive you
for what you did.
I ask only this,
that you help ease my pain.
Let me know if my father
was a part of this m*rder.
Let me clear my conscience...
and let my mother
rest in peace.
All I want is the truth.
The truth, and I will stay quiet
for the rest of my life.
I've provided you
with a safe way to answer me.
I've included a return envelope
and two stamps.
Place the black stamp on the envelope
if my father is guilty,
the red stamp if he's not.
Childs.
[Sean] I implore you to help me
in this matter,
as it would be hard for me to
continue forgiving you if you do not.
I wish you well, Mr. Childs.
Sincerely,
Sean Donovan.
[Gasping]
Boy Wonder (2010)
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