04x08 - Capital Punishment

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Previously: You
don't go till I tell you.

I need permission from
you to see my own son?

Workaholics make sacrifices.

Sometimes children suffer.

Another time, Williams.

Care to elaborate?

Looks like the captain's in.

Oh, dad's not so bad
anymore, relatively speaking.

His men meant a lot to
him... More than we did.

Don't go there, Paul.

Because of your
brother's involvement

Williams almost got k*lled.

I told you it was a bad
idea to put me under.

You're in a world of trouble.

All right, no, no...

All right, so we have
known each other

for a little time, right?

Yeah. Maybe too much damn time.

You see? That's
my point right there.

What? what do you mean "what"?

Every time somebody asks
you something about yourself

you got to get all defensive.

What the hell are
you talking about?

I don't get damn defensive.

I rest my case... I
ain't got nothin' to say.

You know what, Williams?

Just because I don't wear
my personal life on my sleeve

like some folk...

No, you could say me.

You don't have
to say some folks.

You can use my name.

J.c. Williams, that's who.

Look here, if it's not
your son, it's your ex.

If it's not your
ex, it's moreno.

Wait, wait... If
it's not moreno...

No, no, no, don't
even go there, all right?

Where? You mean moreno?

You know what I'm talking about.

Oh, come on, now.

I may be big, black
and bald, but I ain't blind.

Well, listen here,
Stevie, all right?

Moreno and I have a
very special friendship.

That's it, all right?

A friendship, huh?

Well, now, I tell you

as long as your friendship
don't interfere with your job

I don't give a damn what you do.

There you go, once again

deflecting the issue off of
you, right back onto me. I...

Okay, I'll tell you what.

Since you're so hard up on
finding out my personal life

you can ask me
anything you want.

Anything I want.

Anything you want.

Anything. Anything.

So, um...

[ Clears throat]

When was the last
time you got some?

Excuse me?

Look, i-I'm just thinking
maybe that could...

Help you relax or something.

None of your damn business.

Next question.

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Look...

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♪ erase the pain,
erase the pain ♪

♪ the kamikaze steal your mind

♪ erase the pain,
erase the pain ♪

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Stone: I thought he
had a wife and kids.

Yeah, well, I guess he
had a secret private life.

Yeah, well, it was no secret
to the guy that wasted him.

But the sh**ter

used a g*y theme
to cover his tracks.

Did his homework.

You saying it wasn't
an anti-g*y thing?

No, this is what I'm saying.

Look at this.

Judge Lawrence mackie

Jackie Justin, the
legendary defense lawyer

and attorney Timothy foreman...

Suicide, car accident
and a mugging.

Now, this lowenthal thing

it's some so-called g*y bashing?

Excessive body
count, don't you think?

That's New York City;
People die all the time.

The same courthouse
in six-month intervals?

Chief justice

is real concerned.

Well, so, call the cops.

They think that it isa cop.

Speaking of which,
where's moreno?

I think

she overslept.

Overslept.

All right, class,
conference room.

I can understand an
ex-con offing a judge

but I can't a cop.

Can anybody tell me
lowenthal's nickname?

Turn-'em-loose Bruce

the most liberal
judge on the bench.

Now, there's a motive...

Too many plea-bargain
cases, not a lot of convictions.

It's efficient, but I
wouldn't call it justice.

Rumors are some of the
cops are coming up with their

own solutions.

Delaney: There are 40,000 cops

in New York City...
Where do we start?

I can cross-reference
lowenthal's cases

find out which cop
was the biggest loser.

Chief judge already did that.

No one cop stood out

but58% of all relevant
arrests were made

in precinct 36...

Which is where j.C. And Nell

are now uniforms.

Stone...

You're going under
as a court officer.

What are you, kidding?

That's not a job.

That's a punishment.

It'll give you
time to reevaluate

your commitment to your job.

Well... look, at least I'm here.

What about moreno?

She's home in bed.

Got some special
plans for moreno.

She's going to protect

the judge who's going
to be the next target.

Did I say, "be seated"?

You may be seated.

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You know, I feel like
I'm wearing a tent.

You wanted to be a big target.

I think it's too dangerous.

Aw, thanks for showing
that you care, moreno.

Well, it's my a*s.

All I ask you to do is cover it.

All right.

How about you taking
me through judging 101?

Okay. You've got no
trial work for this week

just, uh, arraigments

and hearings to
suppress evidence.

Now, I got ahold of
all of lowenthal's notes

and judge woods also handed
over a bunch of her files.

So, just do exactly
as she advises.

Piece of cake.



Preliminary arraignments

anda.r.s, which, as
you know, take place

after the indictment
by the grand jury.

Now, how-how come you
know so much about all this stuff?

My mom.

Your mom a lawyer?

Nope. She was a cop.

The only way I ever got

to see her when I was a kid
was when she was in court.

See, you don't know
everything about me, judge.

I'm learning. Where you going?

Stone said he was
going to show me

how to get into the court's
confidential computer files.

Don't be late.

Me?

Yeah, right.



Oh, god.


night I.D.Ing the r*pist.



Two homicides...

One professionally
done, one g*ng related.

The lowenthal
sh**ter is still at large.

All information relating to
the death of judge lowenthal...

Known to me and you as
"turn-'em-loose" Bruce...

Should be coordinated
through detective Van Allen

of the homicide task force.

And last but not least

say hello to the newest
members of this house

officers j.C. Williams
and Nell Delaney.

All right, that's it, people.

You're on your own.

Have a good and safe day.

Delaney, Williams, Bob Johnson.

Welcome. How you doing?

Nice to meet you.

I got to talk to you.

All right.

Uh, nice to meet you, too.

That's Van Allen.

He's a nice guy.

Real friendly.

Nice meeting you.

Young lady, your
cartridges are on wrong.

Fix it.

Any developments in
the lowenthal sh**ting?

Not yet, but it's not like
anyone's bending over backwards.

I lost three primo
collars to that guy myself.

Welcome to the justice system.

It sucks.

You'll fit right in here.

Lieutenant.

Judge woods.

Hello. Hi.

I'm assuming you spent
your share of time in court.

Certainly. Never as a judge.

Well, it's almost
as easy as it looks.

Now, I've put together a
docket of special cases for you

along with the boilerplate lingo

so you'll get the hang of it.

Now I'm going to have a real
problem letting the perps go.

They'll be back.

And don't worry.

It's not like there are any
murderers on your docket.

Just one question, judge...

From a cop's point of view.

How do I live with
the revolving door?

Doesn't seem much
like justice from this end.

Well, it's nowhere near
perfect from where I stand either

but if I don't allow
plea bargains

the system grinds to a halt.

Come on.

Next.

Court officer, if
you don't mind.

Right. As for...

This... this is the next one

right... here.

That's... that's...

That one.

The charge is

public intoxication
and disorderly conduct.

Are you sticking

to your guilty plea?

Yes, your honor.

Okay, I'd say that a
$500 fine ought to cover it.

Moving right along.

Right. Um...

The next one, uh, your honor

is docket number
"b," as in "boy"

one-zero-four-three.

Your honor, robbery
in the first degree

possession of a weapon.

Right.

Fortner: I'm due at my
kid's little league game

at yonkers within the hour.

What's the emergency?

Our next target.

Gerald konig.

Oh, no. No way.

The trial date for
the biggest bust

of my career has
just been moved up

and that son of a
b*tch is the new lawyer.

How's life at the
two-five, fortner?

The deal was we'd do
one every six months...

Make it seem like attrition.

Konig couldn't afford that
limo without blood money.

He's not big enough.

Even the liberal morons
that run the courts

will get suspicious.

I'm not watching my
collar get away with m*rder.

Now, we settled some
of your scores, fortner.

Konig owns a boat.

Boat engines
blow up all the time.

It's docked in your
precinct, fortner.

Make sure you get the case.

Yeah, sure.

I've got a little
league game to go to.

His conscience is really
starting to bother me.

Since when do cops
need to fix their own cars?

I'm telling you right now.

I'm not voting for this
mayor next election.

You know, the three-six seems

like every other
precinct I know...

Just your basic
reactionary cops.

But I'm still not seeing anybody

who looks like they want to
machine g*n a courthouse.

Here. Thank you.

I never realized how
boring being a beat cop is.

It's been that long, huh?

Well, Tanner recruited me

after the academy.

Really? And you got your
gold shield just like that?

No, I did some
turns for narcotics.

What about you?



Guess you're missing
some qualifications.

Oh, yeah.

Like, uh, being pretty
and white, maybe?

One out of two ain't bad.

Dispatcher: All units,


at Hudson and barrow.

Male black with a g*n...

Still bored?

No, let's ride.

[ Siren wailing]

Freeze! Police!

Keep your hands high.

So what's up, Roger?

Hey, hey, take it easy.

I took it easy 15 minutes
ago, he ran like hell.

My brother will fix this.

Come on!

What's this about?

Robs a convenience store

a couple of blocks away.

We grab him.

He tells us his big
brother's a cop...

A lieutenant, no less.

Give him an "a" for creativity.

Hey, I gave him the
benefit of the doubt.

I ran it through the computer.

Lieutenant Malcolm barker.

The man doesn't even exist.

Thanks for your help.

Well, barker doesn't exist.

Maybe we need to go
talk to the lieutenant.

Maybe we need to go
talk to the lieutenant.

What are you two doing here?

Your brother's been arrested.

I don't have a brother.

Roger landress
isn't your brother?

Well, I guess he was talking

about a different
Malcolm barker.

Who happens to be a lieutenant.

Who also had his name erased

from the NYPD. Personnel file.

You two were assigned to the
three-six, not the courthouse.

Get back to work.

Lieutenant, he says
the arrest was bogus.

Williams, do I tell you
how to raise your son?

Well, you try...

Stay out of my personal affairs.

I told you, he's a
very private man.

Yeah, but that doesn't explain

why he'd let his own
brother hang out to dry.

It's family. Enough said.

You want to elaborate on that?

No.

Look, just cut to the chase.

My partner followed him by foot.

I jumped in the patrol car

and I intercepted him

when he tried to cross tenth.

You intercepted him?

He intercepted him.

That's a very curious way

of describing running a man down

isn't it, officer?

I just cut him off.

He wasn't even bruised.

You did call the e.M.T.S

because I can't find it
anywhere in this report.

Hey, this perp was wanted
for two armed robberies.

I understand that, officer,
but you didn't know that

until after you almost made

a hood ornament
out of him, didn't you?

Which means you had no
probable cause from the begin with

which also means...
We're done here.

Thank you. Case dismissed.

Bailiff, we're moving on.

Man: But, your honor...

Case dismissed.

Dismissed.

Congratulations.

Man: Excuse me,
your honor, but...

You are wasting
my time, detective.

Look, your so-called warrant

was just hearsay, which
means your seizure was ill*gal.

Case dismissed.

Next.

Dismissed.

Man: But, judge Mitchell...

Okay, okay, wait a
minute. This is nothing

but a fishing expedition,
and guess what, Mr. D.A.

I ain't biting.

Dismissed.

But, your honor...

Dismissed.

Judge...

Next.

Case dismissed.

Woman: But, your honor...

Case dismissed.

Next.

Man: Next up is a motion

to suppress evidence

compliments of judge wood.

Mm. Good. And I
guess I'll have a coffee

which you will get.

Black.

Two sugars.

Thank you.

Detective maloney...

Approach the bench, please.

Man, I'll tell you

I've been around for a
number of years, detective

so if you want to
sneak one by me

you want to come with
just a little more ingenuity.

I'm not following
you, your honor.

Then listen closely, detective.

The defendant claims

that you planted a g*n
under the seat of his car

so you'd have cause
to check his trunk.

He would.

He would.

That's your story.

He would.

Yes, sir.

[ Chuckling]

Uh, let me ask you
a question, detective.

Have you ever heard
of the term "testilying"?

I've heard it.

Very good, detective.

Then perhaps you
could explain to the court

exactly what it means.

And you want to
speak nice and loud

so that everybody hears you.

Go on.

Lying on the...

I can't hear you, detective.

[ Louder]: Lying on the stand...

Which I am definitely not doing.

Okay, so, you're
telling me, detective

that I've never heard about
a cop who planted g*ns

so that he'd have just
cause to search a car?

I staked out this
building for three weeks.

Known addicts and dealers

came in and out.

I found two keys of cocaine

in the trunk of his car.

Mm.

Three weeks, huh?

Ooh-wee. That's a
lot of work, detective.

It's really too bad
you wasted your time.

You had no legal right

to search that car, detective.

Let me tell you something.

This court will not
tolerate sloppy police work.

You understand me?

Spread the word.

Case dismissed.

Good day, detective.

Well, that was fun.

The lieutenant will
get a kick out of it.

How long will he keep
me in the doghouse?

Probably until you learn

how to keep your
personal life out of the job.

Show me how to
get into this thing.

Just flick it on; It's
a dedicated system.

Once you're at a
courthouse terminal

you've got total access.

Okay, to what?

Everything related
to the courts...

Sealed files, secret
in-camera stuff

classified information

that can't be said
publicly in court.

So, all I have to
do is feed it names.

Type in lowenthal's name

and every case related to him

should pop right up.

Great. Thanks.

Yeah.

Stay out of trouble.

Your sheet says
you Rob liquor stores.

I've been straight ever
since I've been out.

I'm on probation.

They make this stick, and
i'm on a bus back to sing sing.

So, the cops were lying.

They were looking for a
collar, and I just walked by.

I wrote it all
down for legal aid.

My brother taught me that.

You're left-handed.

Yeah. So?

I can tell from the angle...

Detective coming.

Look, I'm not going to
accept that, brother...

Hey! What the hell
is this all about?

Look, I think he knows
something about a robbery.

Well, you want to talk
to my guy, you ask me.

I bet you told him how
the big, bad white cops

arrested your
innocent black a*s.

Oh, can't we all just get along?

Come on. Get up.

Excuse me.

Yeah.

[ Sighs]

You want to whack another judge?

Are you out of your mind?

He's letting crims walk, fortner

faster than lowenthal did.

What about Jerry konick, huh?

I thought he was at the
top of your hit parade.

We got plenty of time for him.

Get this judge
Mitchell's routine down...

Where he hangs, where he lives

how he gets to work.

This is wrong.

No. This is why we
started this, remember?

We're all in this together.

Right, fortner?

Not on this one.

[ Sighs]

You can count me out.

So, what makes you think

this Roger guy
is telling the truth?

Well, according
to this police report

if that's what
you want to call it

they say he was black.

Well, they got that right.

Delaney, this may
come as a surprise to you

but there's a few differences
among us brothers.

For instance, according
to the eyewitness

the perp held a
g*n in his right hand.

He's a lefty.

So he's ambidextrous.

I'll give you that one.

That police report is
riddled with inconsistencies

not to mention that
cr*cker-a*s cop.

Overeager,
overweight r*cist cop.

I know.

You know, you have
a way with words.

It doesn't matter, though

'cause Roger's rap
sheet is like a mile long

and he's an
embarrassment to barker.

Look, it doesn't
mean that it's too late

for him to help
his brother change.

I might agree with you

but I've worked
with barker longer.

My advice to you is to drop it.

He's on his way
just like we planned.

Way to go.

[ g*nsh*t]

Van, what are you doing here?

He works for me.

Well, he did.

This was all a setup?

Afraid so, pal.

If a few names keep
coming up more often...

But it's the same cops
making the gung h* arrests

like that guy, Van Allen.

Ah, detective congeniality, huh?

Dispatcher: 417
Hudson and barrow.



That's right around the corner.

Van!

You'll be okay.

Help me.

Shh!

Take it easy.

[ Muffled yelling]

[ Siren wailing]

Van Allen: He's dead.

Van Allen: Then the perp
jumped from his hiding place

and I fired in self-defense.

When I found out detective
fortner was already deceased

that's when I made my call.

Look, when we arrived,
they were already dead.

That's all we saw.

Okay? All right.

What's up with you?

I just found out that that
detective has three kids.

Damn.

You know, he seems
to be handling it fine.

Williams: You
know, I noticed that.

I think it's time to have
a meeting with barker.

Right.

Man: What can I get you, buddy?

A hot dog.

You want mustard?

$1.50?

Yeah. Yeah.

Some onions with that maybe?

Hey. Mister. Wait a minute. Hey!

Excuse me.

Oh, jeez...

Van Allen's name keeps
coming up on my list

but it's no big deal.

He's one of many... Until
we get called to a shootout

and he's the sole survivor.

Having k*lled the
only eyewitness.

Okay, it's definitely priority.

I want to know his playmates,
partners, ex-partners.

Be careful.

If Van Allen's our man,
he's smart and he's lethal

and he's not working alone.

Somebody tried
to follow me here.

Did you get a look at him?

No, not up close,
but he's a cop.

Took me two moves to lose him.

All right, guys, looks like
my plan is working, huh?

Yeah. We really succeed,
and you get assassinated.

Delaney's right.

You need a 24-hour tail.

No-no, too risky.

Cop like Van
Allen will spot that.

Assign me to your court so I can

cover you there.

You know what, stone?

It really is nice to
know that you care

but all the sucking
up in the world

ain't going to
get you no action.

Guys, I got to go.

Moreno's supposed to have

a whole slew of
arraignments for me.

Uh, lieutenant, by the way

if you're interested, your
brother, uh, was innocent.

Didn't I tell you to mind
your own damn business?

Yeah, you did.

[ Sighs]

Maloney: There's something
weird with this judge.

I was tailing him today,
and I think he ducked me.

You mean you lost him.

Naw, this guy knew
what he was doing.

Now you got meworried.

What's his story?

He was transferred
in to replace lowenthal

until a special election.

From where?

Buffalo.

Check it out.

Detective Van Allen...

Yeah?

You had a lot of
poise out there.

I had a sh**ting recently
and was shaken up.

After 20 years, I
guess you get used to it.

I was impressed.

Thanks.

I just want to say
I think it's great.

You k*lled a cop k*ller.

I think you deserve a
medal or something.

Well, I appreciate that.

Will you excuse me?

Yeah.

This guy is a little
too cool for my taste.

Most cops get their
blow-by-blow records on videotape.

We'll figure out another
way to crack him.

Anything?

Yeah. It seems
judge Mitchell's wife

and two lovely daughters
were very surprised

to learn he was in New York

when he had open-heart surgery

in buffalo this morning.

I'm telling you, man

every day I get
better and better.

Yeah. The defense attorney wants

to buy your option
out of buffalo.

What about the D.A.'s office?

They already bought
you a bus ticket back.

Hey, what's wrong?

Nothing, nothing.

I'm just, um, being careful.

I got somewhere I need to go.

Okay. Good. Finally some action.

Where we going?

I just got to run
a little errand.

Look, wearen't going anywhere.

You're staying here;
I'll see you later.

Hi. Van Allen's on the move.

Let's go.

Uh, listen.

You go and I'll catch
up with you later, okay?

Why are you so
interested in helping him?

Maybe it's just
my Buddha nature.

I want to talk to the guy.

See you later.

[ Sighs]

What's happening, bro?

What do you want?

You know, Roger...

[ Clearing throat]

You really should be nicer to me

considering I am the only one

who's really giving
a damn about you.

Yeah, right.

Uh-huh.

So let me ask you something.

What made you
think that your brother

was going to help you
out when you got busted?

I don't have a brother,
or haven't you heard?

I made him up.

Oh.

Hmm.

About, uh, six-four?



Nah, about 260.

Glasses, bald head...

Yeah.

I know him.

Listen, I'd like to get
him to help you out, bro

except I don't
know how to do that.

Now, you know
him better than me.

So, uh, you have any ideas?

Why don't you ask him?

I'm asking you.

I don't know, all right?

Guess I never lived up
to his lofty expectations.

Once a punk, always a punk.

Right.

[ Clears throat]

Hey.

Oh, here you are, Malcolm.

I was beginning to worry.

Come on, mom, I'm
only five minutes late.

Well, I suppose I
should be happy.

I mean, you areso busy.

You look good, ma.

Thank you. You look tired.

You're working too hard.

I like my work.

Still, nobody on their
deathbed ever wished

they'd spent one
more day at the office.

Think about your father.

You know what you want, ma?

Mm-hmm.

Grandchildren would be nice.

[ Chuckling]

All right, all right.

So how long before you
tell me what is wrong?

It's Roger.

He's in jail again.

[ Groans]

Lord...

Is he all right?

I don't know.

Haven't talked to him yet.

What do you mean?

Aren't you helping him?

No. Don't you think
I've helped him enough?

I see.

So you're going to abandon him?

What do you mean, abandoned him?

I've never abandoned my brother.

It is not my fault his
father walked out on him.

It's not his fault either.

So what am I supposed
to do, ma? Huh?

Is it my responsibility to
bail his a*s out of trouble

for the rest of his life?

Don't you talk to me like that.

You ain't that big

that I can't take a paddle

and just beat your butt...

Raw.raw.

I'm sorry.

So am I.

I just don't understand.

You know, you've
always been there

for both of us, ma.

You raised us the same.

You... you taught
us the same values.

I mean, sometimes it's not easy

for a mother to raise a child...

Especially a boy... by herself.

Mama, we ain't talking
about no boy, okay?

We're talking about a man

who needs to take some
responsibility for himself.

I know he embarrasses you.

It's not about embarrassing...

I know he does.

I mean, I can understand.

After all, you are a policeman.

Like it or not, he
looks up to you.

He respects you.

You are his big brother.

I don't know, ma.

I just don't know what
you expect me to do.

Whatever it takes.

What was that all about?

Lieutenant wants
to meet with me...

About his brother.

You sort this out, j.C.

I might turn you
loose on the delaneys.

Ah, that's okay.

Check out the
situation at three o'clock.

Meet with maloney again.

Regular inter-precinct romance.

What'd you find out about him?

One of his ex-partners
is detective fortner.

Really?

The circle gets smaller, huh?

Do me a favor; Drop
me off at the courthouse?

I'll drop you at your car
and spend the afternoon

tightening the noose
around Van Allen's throat.

You be careful.

Remember he
already k*lled one cop.

So I ran his fingerprints.

NYPD, FBI... zilch.

Not everyone in the courts

has been fingerprinted.

Wait a minute.

So I send his prints

to an old army buddy
in the Pentagon.

Turns out our judge

is an ex-army captain
named Malcolm barker.

Last listed employer,
according to uncle Sam

the New York City
police department.

He replaces lowenthal,
dumps on cops

sucks up to defense lawyers.

He's undercover.

Then we'd better lay low.

We can't lay low.

We don't know how
much he already knows.

If he's on to us...

Oh, you're right.

You're right.

We can't take that chance.

So who else is under?

I've been under.

So have you.

Who's new in our lives?

Coffee still hot?

Uh-uh.

It's Delaney, isn't it?

Yeah. You can call me Nell.

Could we, uh, talk
for a second, Nell?

In private?

Sure.

So how's it going?

Everybody treating you right?

Yeah.

Yeah?

Busy.

Judge Mitchell?

I'm glad to finally meet you.

I'm detective Van Allen.

Pleasure to meet you

detective Van Allen...

All right, what's this about?

You know what this is about...

Lieutenant barker.

Let's go.

We'll take your car.

Go on.

[ Beep]

Locator chip?

Nope.

Let me say

as one experienced
professional to another

I'm impressed, barker.

What's your rank?

Huh?

Well, I do know a few things.

You're undercover...
very deep...

Because you don't exist...

And neither does
young Nellie here.

In fact, I'm surprised

we use such young
girls undercover.

There's a lot you don't know.

Yeah, you're right.

Like, who else is
working with you?

I bet you're a
brave man, barker.

I always wondered how
courageous I would be

under similar circumstances.

Yeah, it takes a real brave
man to k*ll innocent people.

Anyone who lets murderers
and drug dealers walk

is not innocent in my book.

System's not perfect.

That's why we created our own.

Moreno: You were the last one

to see the lieutenant.

Stone, just try to
remember what he said.

Um... that, uh...

That-that he had
an errand to run.

You know, I'm surprised
he didn't make me do it.

I... I should've insisted
on-on-on going with him.

I should've never let
him out of my sight.

Look, Alec, there's no point

in beating yourself up.

I mean, we know
how stubborn he is.

Let's just hope his stubbornness

didn't get him k*lled.

Listen, Nell is following
Van Allen, all right?

I'm going to call her

and see if she knows
what's up, okay?

[ Beeping]

Maloney: It's her
pager going off.

I think you've
been missed, Nell.

Now, why don't
you be a good girl

and return that call?

They're probably real worried.

Dream on.

Not me.

I'm a very pragmatic type

who knows how
to get what I want.

Return the page.

No way.

I like loyalty

but like everything
else in this world

it has its price.

[ Yells]

Oh, jeez.

[ Groans]

Damn it!

As you know, I still
got 14 rounds left

and this time I
just skinned him.

Now, make the call.

The dispatcher of the
precinct can't locate her

and Van Allen's off duty.

Plus, she's still not
responding to her page.

No, no. Two M.I.A.S? No way.

Look, if the lieutenant's
cover is blown

maybe Nell's is, too.

Guys, I hate to say this

but I think we need
to call the cops.

No way. That would blow
the unit's cover for good

and the lieutenant
would not allow that.

Stone, barker could
be dead, okay?

So, we need to find
out one way or another.

[ Ringing]

Uh... Nell, where are you?

Put her on speaker.

Delaney: Listen carefully, j.C.

Van Allen has grabbed

lieutenant barker.

I followed to an
abandoned warehouse

at 34th and 12th.

I think he's been shot.

You'll see my patrol car.

You and moreno should
get here right away.

We'll be there.

Williams: Did you
notice how she didn't say

"and stone"?

She said me and you.

They're in trouble, you guys.

Delaney: You got
to stop his bleeding

or I stop cooperating.

Let him use his
tie as a compress.

I'm sorry. I just...

No, no. You did the right thing.

You told them to come.

Moreno.

What happened?

Is he alive?

Not for long.

Let's go. Inside.

Inside! Take it easy!

Take it easy.

What the hell do you
guys think you're doing?

Temper, temper, my friend.

Hands up against the gate.

I scoped them out when
they were coming in.

Only in one car. Spread 'em!

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

You're not going to
get away with this.

Shut up! Please.

Your friend barker
is waiting for you.

Move, move, move, move!

You okay?

J.c., why did you
bring her here?

What's wrong with you?

They care about you, barker.

You shouldn't have messed

with our business.

I think

they're praying.

Van Allen: Praying? Oh, please.

All right, what're
you trying to pull?

Moreno!

Drop it! Drop it!

Drop it! Drop it!

Drop it!

[ All shouting]

Put it down! Go ahead! Go ahead!

All right, all right!

Everybody just shut
the hell up, all right?!

Just-just chill.

So who's got the guts?

I guess it's your turn.

[ Yells]

Barker: No, I'll
handle it, moreno.

Moreno: Let me...

Moreno... Why don't you help me.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Doing all right?

No, actually, it
hurts like hell.

It's good to know you bleed.

Some of us were
beginning to wonder.

Thanks for your concern.

You never did tell us
what you were doing

when maloney grabbed you.

I was visiting my mother.

You... you have a mother?

Excuse me?

Well, it's just that,
correct me if I'm wrong

but that's a personal
thing, isn't it...

Visiting your mother?

I was under the impression

well, that personal does
not exist in this unit, right?

Yeah, well, stone,
you're absolutely right

but you see... the
rules haven't changed.

See, this goes under the
category of "do as I say

not as I do."

Well, don't you think

that that was a bit odd

that you would go see your
mama at a time like that?

Well...

Williams, um...

Something came up

and I needed mama's advice.

Oh...

Something like what?

[ Chuckles]

Something like... nunya...

Business.

Nunya business.

Let's get these
boxes out of here.

Time to go.

"Nunya"?

Hmm, "nunya." Damn shame.


to go see his mama.

So, I'll see you at the plant.

Hey, Nell? Hmm?

I just wanted to tell you this:

You did a wonderful,
wonderful job.

I just thought I
should say that.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

I appreciate it.

All right.

Lieutenant.

Hi.hi.

I thought you might
like to keep this

as a souvenir.

Why, thank you.

By the way, judge, were you able

to take care of that little
favor I talked to you about?

Oh, it turns out
I didn't have to.

Another man
confessed to the robbery.

Roger's innocent.

Wow... imagine that.

Oh, you know what?

Yeah?

Since we're talking about this

maybe you can take care
of a few parking tickets...

Hey-hey-hey, don't push it.

I'll see you in
court, lieutenant.

Thank you.

Hey.

Hey.

Look, you, um...

Need a ride or something?

No, I got it.

Roger.

What?

You make sure you call
your mother on her birthday.

Stay out of trouble.

You know me, bro.