02x02 - Tag, You're Dead

[bunniefuu]

♪ Remember back in the time when ♪

♪ The only sign we had was pickets ♪

♪ But now in '94 it be this way somethin' come wicked ♪

♪ G-angs killin' others for colors ♪

♪ Thangs that we wear for fashion ♪

♪ Other brothers take it for a reason to be blastin' ♪

♪ What the kcuf is goin' on? Not soft like buttercups ♪

♪ But had enough of singin' that same song

♪ See I stayed across the street from the projects ♪

♪ Took out yo' momma trash and groceries to her trunk ♪

♪ To keep my pockets fat like cellulite ♪

♪ Only been to jail one week for some shull-bit ♪

♪ And I pray to God I won't repeat ♪

♪ I shoulda pulled it

♪ When I had the chance to

♪ No I shouldn't have did that 'cause if I did that ♪

♪ Y'all would not hear that phat sh*t ♪

♪ That keeps you on your tippy-tippy-toes ♪

♪ Like that sellout not callin' no names ♪

♪ But really who's bad

♪ I go through obstacles like

♪ A whole box of condoms

♪ You can't forget where you come from ♪

♪ Take a good look in the mirror ♪

♪ And tell me do you like what you see? ♪

♪ Masters of deception corruption and evil ♪

♪ But you're always quick to point the finger at me ♪

♪ Won't somebody tell me?

♪ I just don't understand

♪ The ways of the world today

♪ Sometimes I feel like there's nothing to live for ♪

♪ So I'm longing for the days of yesterday ♪

♪ What gave you the right to misjudge me ♪

♪ And write me off on the wall? ♪

♪ Acting as if you understand me ♪

♪ In reality you just don't know me at all ♪

♪ Sometimes I can't help but wonder ♪

♪ If this was how it's meant to be ♪

♪ But if you search deep enough in your soul ♪

♪ You'll always find a slight reminder of me ♪

♪ Sometimes I feel like there's nothing to live for ♪

♪ So I'm longing for the days of yesterday ♪

♪ Mm ♪

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[siren wailing]

[indistinct radio chatter]

Yo, Wong!

What's the story, morning glory?

This one's in the plea bargain stage with the Almighty.

Oh, yeah?

Wong: A .45 hollow point tends

to put you in that situation.

Torres: Shh... - What's goin' on?

A 17-year-old tagger caught two in the ten ring.

His partner's in surgery now. Hit twice.

- Perps? - No one yet.

A couple of .45 shell casings 12 feet from the body, though.

- Witnesses? Torres: Phew!

What, are you kidding me?

So, uh, what's this?

- Something personal. - Oh!

You got another date with that donut-shop girl?

Hey, I'm just messin' with you. It's a joke.

I'll touch him all over. Talk to you after breakfast.

I never missed you once, Wong.

Nice to see you back, detective.

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Man 1: Alright.

[indistinct chatter]

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[sighs] Ashes to ashes, dust to dust...

and all that good stuff.

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[breathing heavily]

I'm sorry, Sandy.

[sighs]

[exhales sharply]

I'm back on the job.

BS'd the shrink...

leaned on Cooper, helped Eddie

and this new girl

bring down some biker. [sighs]

But thing was...

I didn't even care.

I keep havin' this dream

that I-I almost save you...

but I'm always too late.

And he's standin' there laughin' at me.

[exhales sharply]

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That b*stard's out on bail.

Baby, if they let him walk...

I don't know what I'll do.

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Hobson: Now let's run this again.

You think you might've k*lled somebody?

No, no. I did k*ll somebody.

This is preposterous!

Don't get yourself in any deeper.

No, you entrapped me, you little sl*t!

- If I were you, I'd shut up. - Oh, you think I'd pay you?

Have it your way.

- Name? - Paul Wentworth.

- Address? - 1299 Park Avenue.

- Phone number. - 555-0122..

Paul: What the hell are you.. - Mrs. Wentworth?

This is Detective Moreno at the Fourth Precinct.

Your lowlife scum husband just offered me $50

to perform an oral sex act.

Cooper: Glenn Holloway. He couldn't be cleaner.

No priors, no parking tickets.

Guy probably never spit on a sidewalk.

He's a bond salesman down on Wall Street.

What? That give him a license to carry?

Well, he used to be a parole officer.

So he probably made himself some enemies.

- Lawyer? - He's on his way.

But Holloway's been mirandized already, wants to get started.

Then why'd he wait for hours to turn himself in?

Hm. Let's do this.

You're very well turned out today.

Thank you.

You were, uh, lookin' for another job,

you'd let me know, right?

It's not like that.

So you went home to get cleaned up?

I was agitated. I wanted to take a shower and calm down.

And they might've chased me.

- They travel in packs. - Oh, yeah.

Williams: What the hell were you doin' up there?

That neighborhood at 4:00 in the morning?

It's ten blocks from my home.

And I believe this is still a free country.

That it is, but most people know to stay out

of certain neighborhoods at certain times.

I pay my taxes. You're telling me I can't go wherever I want?

One of the guys was shot from behind, twice.

They came at me. I defended myself.

Oh, he come at you a*s-backwards?

One of them had a box cutter,

the other had his hand under his shirt.

Alright, well, we're gonna have to hold you

until we find out what's goin' on.

Whoa! Whoa! Not in one of those tanks. I can't go in there.

Look, you can chain me to a chair, the radiator.

- Anything you want. - No, no, you pay your taxes.

You deserve the best accommodations

this city has to offer.

[chuckles] We'll leave him with Hobson. Come on.

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Ramon: Yo, I was steppin' off, man.

Look, Ramon, he said you were reachin' for your piece.

I was, until he capped Miguel.

Hey, that dude was buggin', talkin' about

cleanin' the streets and all that.

Yo, where's he at, man?

You let us worry about that.

[scoffs] That means he walks, right?

That means he gets what the system gives.

- That's why we're here. Jesus: Yo, check it out.

My man was shot from behind, ten feet away.

- What else you need? - I don't know. We'll see.

[sighs] Dude walks, damn right you'll see.

Yo, chill, Jesus.

Yo, he was a punk. We were just tryin' to scare him.

People are tired of bein' scared.

We were just bombin'.

Throwin' stuff up on them ugly walls.

Yo, word. What we do is art, man.

Yo, when did art become a crime, man?

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[car honking]

[vehicles honking]

Torres: That dude is all messed up.

Couple of b*ll*ts'll do that to you.

I'm not talkin' about Ramon, it's

that punk back at the precinct.

Like I said, people are fed up, you know?

Look at this, man. Man, you cannot tell me this is artistic.

- This is ugly. - Yeah?

Well, it don't make it a capital offense.

I'm not sayin' that, but if I saw a kid doin' this

on my building, I would definitely step to him.

You know what? I used to tag all over the city.

Subways, buildings, you name it.

Yeah. I used to shoplift, but that don't make it right.

Yeah?

Nobody shot you for it, did they?

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[telephone ringing]

Glenn: Yeah, I'll be at home...

Ah, but why don't you call me tomorrow any time

after 9:00 at the office?

Okay.

[telephone ringing]

What, the DA cut him loose?

There was no reason to hold him.

She'll present what she has to the grand jury.

They're either gonna indict or they won't.

Yeah, because he shot two Puerto Ricans, they won't.

Maybe they won't because he acted in self-defense.

- Oh, you really believe that? - I believe...

That he went there looking for trouble.

But that's not against the law.

And as far as what went down after that,

no one saw but Ramon and Glenn.

Yeah, since Ramon's got a permanent

tan, no one's gonna believe him.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

He also has a record.

He was carrying an unregistered firearm

and committing a misdemeanor.

What about being shot from behind?

Please, any good lawyer'll say he reached around, turned with

something in his hand, blah, blah, blah.

- You know the routine. - Yeah.

I also know the DA'd damn well file

if Ramon shot some white dude.

Well, maybe not, if the, uh, white dude pulled a g*n.

Now, look, Torres,

you're a good detective and you've got good support here.

So if you think you can build a case on this, then go ahead.

Jesus: Yeah, that's you! Glenn: Keep him away from me!

[clamoring]

- Hey! Hey! Hey! - He's a m*rder*r, man.

Williams: What's goin' on here? - Keep that animal away from me.

...is not the place.

Yeah, when you're an animal,

anywhere you can make the k*ll is the place, bro.

Go home.

We're out there, man, watchin' you.

Justice'll get done. Yo, vamanos.

Aren't you gonna arrest him? He threatened me.

- Man, he assaulted me! - Mr. Holloway.

- I understand you're upset. - I want protection.

You can't send me out there without protection.

I thought you carried your own protection, Glenn.

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[indistinct chatter]

Thanks a lot.

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[indistinct chatter]

[engine revving]

All I'm sayin' is cops got enough to worry about

than goin' out doing guard duty for that clown.

True, but Jesus and his boys scared him.

- So.. - Ah. Pshh. Come on, JC.

Oh, you come on, that's intimidation,

pure and simple. You can't let that slide.

Look, the system is supposed to protect people,

and we're losin' it, man. That's what makes people like Glenn.

Yo, that is the same system that let Danny Cort walk.

Let me tell you somethin', if I didn't believe in

upholding the system, Danny Cort wouldn't be walkin' at all.

[scoffs]

I didn't make it.

[knocking on door]

[door unlocks]

Anile? You remember us?

[speaking in foreign language]

Hey! Anile!

Open up! We just wanted some--

Who are you? Get out of here!

Hey! Police, ma'am. We just wanna talk to your daughter.

[sighs] Anile, what are you messed up in now, huh?

Look, we just wanna ask her about

the boys that got shot last ni--

Locos, all of them.

Painting that crap all over.

- It's not crap. - Oh, look what it got them.

Look, she might know something. Do you know something, Ani--

- She don't know nothing! She-- - How do you know?

Callate!

You, get out! We got enough trouble.

I just...

[chuckles]

I-- I just don't understand it, my brother.

Ain't no propers for the police no more.

[cell phone ringing]

Williams.

What's up, Chantal?

I'll be right there.

[sighs] My son just got suspended for fighting.

- Take a ride. - What about this?

[scoffs] Does she seem very co-operative to you?

I'll sick Moreno on her.

- Good luck, Ed. - Alright, man.

Yo. Don't be too hard on him.

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Williams: What was this about, anyway?

Gregory: Nothin'. I was mad.

Getting mad doesn't mean you hit somebody.

- Kids fight all the time. - I'm not talkin' about kids.

I'm talkin' about you.

Now, what'd he do to you? Say something racial?

[sighs] Kids don't do that at my school, dad.

It's progressive.

Well, then what was it?

It was something stupid, alright, he said somethin'

about my socks, and I just blew up.

So you disrespect your teacher?

When he broke up the fight, I was still mad. But I apologized.

And got suspended.

My hormones are actin' up. Happens at my age.

Boy, don't you get wise with me.

Well, what are you gonna do, spank me?

What is in your head?

- Well, what's in yours? - Excuse me?

[sighs] You ask me and I ask you.

Let's go. Let's go!

Look, I'm not paying all this money to send that boy

to a school to turn him into a wise-a*s.

And I'm not tryin' to make excuses for him,

but you know this is not just about school.

So what, thi-- this puberty stuff?

And you.

Here we go again. What did I do?

Nothin', JC. That's the problem.

The boy's fine. He's got sports. He's got his friends. What?

You hardly ever call him.

Well, he doesn't call me.

You know, JC, you don't think

that he worries about what might happen to you?

You know, when Sandy was k*lled, he lost somebody, too.

I'm sayin' he's 12 years old. He need reassurance.

Alright, he-- he needs you to see him.

Else I really believe this is gonna continue to happen.

Look, look, don't-- don't give me all this psychological stuff,

alright? It's got nothing to do with me.

Yeah, it finally got you over here, didn't it?

[indistinct chatter]

Aye, mamita! Tu eres layla, oh yea.

- Te gustas? - Oh, si.

Much more becoming than biker leather, huh?

Oh, and the offers at those mid-town hotels

sure beat the pay up here.

But think of all the good you're doing for humanity, though, huh?

[chuckles] A city councilman

gave me that very line this afternoon.

Wanted a discount. He's in lockup.

I expect nothing less. Listen.

Could you check out something on this tagger sh**ting for me?

You and your partner can't handle it?

This needs the feminine touch, the girl that hangs out

with the taggers, her mother's really pissed about it.

Maybe there's something there. Hey.

If you find something, I owe you big-time.

I always knew you were big-time, Torres.

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Mike: I never thought the day'd come when

I'd be pickin' up trash.

It's a job, papi, you know? You're makin' money.

Mike: Better than being strung out somewheres, I guess.

Hey, you goin' to the meetings?

Hi. My name is Mike, and I am a junkie.

Well, hi, Mike. How is it hanging?

Happy, joyous and free!

Hey, thanks. Alright.

You get to play much now?

I had to hock my sax.

Couple of paychecks, I'll get it out.

Business, Eddie.

Having your own business, that's what it is all about.

Yeah. It's all about a lot of work and a lotta headaches, too.

Hey, a man's gotta have a dream.

Yeah.

Remember when I taught you how to play ball here?

Guess I was screwin' up then, too, huh?

Listen, you get older, you forget the bad stuff.

Hey, it's something to look forward to, right?

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Glenn: I just want their threat on the record, you know?

They said I had to pay for their quote, "Homeboy," unquote.

Well, you have been gettin' a lot of press.

That could be anybody.

Well, maybe it's time the good guys

got some press, huh?

So you're the good guy, Glenn? [chuckles]

- Something to drink? - No, thank you.

Have a seat.

You know, I was a parole officer for five years, detective,

in my youth, full of high hopes.

House calls to the South Bronx, Harlem.

Helped 'em find jobs, counseling.

I put in so much time, my wife left me.

That's why you got paid the big bucks, just like me.

Then they send me this con who did a bit for armed robbery,

Jimmy Arcemont. Good kid.

Had some trouble when he got out, but I vouched for him,

got him his job back.

Then he k*lled them all.

- All who? - A whole family.

His boss, the guy's wife, his 12-year-old-son.

They surprised him one night, ripping off their house.

The wife's sister spat on me at the trial.

That's not your fault. Besides, he was one guy.

Arcemont was garbage,

and I didn't see it.

But that family...

Not a day goes by I don't think about every one of them.

[sighs] You're young, detective.

Someday you'll see. They're all garbage.

There's a lot of garbage on Wall Street.

Well...

Hey, I just buy and sell pieces of paper,

and what they mean isn't my business.

Then why do you feel the need to patrol the streets at night?

Maybe I'd like to think my life wasn't a total waste.

[train chugging]

Ramon: Street's callin', five-o.

Gotta get Miguel's name in lights, after I'm finished

bombin', ain't nobody gonna forget about him.

Where you stay at? I, I can't even find an address.

Pshh. Wherever, man. I'm around.

No family?

'90s family values, kid.

Yo, word. We got mad love for him, you can believe that.

Yeah. Well, uh, look.

Somebody called and threatened Glenn Holloway.

Yeah, well, people fired up, man.

All this stuff in the papers.

Even the TV people talked to me.

- They're smellin' blood, man. - Are you gonna give it to them?

Yo, what I do, I do for me and for them.

She was Miguel's woman. How do you think she feels?

Look, let it go. There are other ways.

Yeah, well, I found my way, man.

I'm goin' back to it.

Dudes like Glenn got no right to mess it up.

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Hey there. Go on in. Yeah.

[speaking in foreign language]

Yeah! [laughs] Yeah!

[indistinct chatter]

[engine revving]

Come on! Come on!

Get back here and face me!

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[siren wailing]

[indistinct chatter]

- Mr. Holloway. - Detective.

Proves my point, wouldn't you say?

It doesn't prove a thing. We got the car, we got the prints.

It is no one remotely connected to Ramon.

Oh, so it's another group of lowlifes,

skulking around at night, destroying people's property.

We can't protect you from everyone.

You can't protect me from anyone.

- That's why I need to carry. - Look.

You are just fanning the flames.

This is a feeding frenzy, alright?

And every time this crap comes on TV,

another kid gets all heated about revenge.

If they can't control themselves--

Or another kook runs around with a g*n

thinkin' he's John Wayne. You are makin' a mess.

The mess was here long before I got my g*n.

I didn't make this world, detective.

You keep this up, you're gonna be out of it

a lot sooner than you think.

If you'll excuse me..

- Mr. Holloway.. - Mr. Holloway..

Woodbridge looks at the whole

student intelligence,

athletic ability,

ease in getting along with others.

Gregory's done well here,

but lately we've had some problems.

I thought he just got into a fight.

That's what prompted his suspension, but [clears throat]

several teachers have noticed a shift in attitude.

Well, he, it's junior high school,

kids get excited at that age.

We make allowances for that, we also make allowances

for the emotional upheaval he's felt recently.

Still, Gregory just doesn't seem that interested in being here.

Well, no, I think he really likes Woodbridge.

Be that as it may, disruption of the learning process

can't be tolerated.

Now, what we all need to do is

monitor the situation a little more closely,

and in six weeks or so we'll re-assess.

So you sayin' that he could be kicked out?

Look, if there's anything we can help with,

any problems at home, anything like that,

don't hesitate to call.

No. That won't be necessary.

Thank you very much. We'll handle it.

[school bell ringing]

Williams: Really great, G.

- Thanks a lot. - I don't care.

Boy, all this money I'm spendin', you better care!

- See, now you know he cares. - Well...

He sure as hell isn't actin' like it--

- What do you expect him to do? - I'm goin' to the car.

No. You won't. You're gonna stay right here.

- And listen to this! - What do you care?

You're just pissed 'cause I embarrassed you.

Now, he has been through enough.

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I wasn't there that night. How many times I gotta tell you?

- You were home? - My mother calls from work...

Every hour.

Gonna send me to that convent.

You-- you gotta leave me alone.

Moreno: You're still in school, right?

I've been missing a lot lately.

[sighs] That's no good-

It got nothin' to do with this.

Sure it does.

Now, you spend your time watchin' them write

on the walls, you end up nowhere.

Why don't you mind your business?

This is my business!

[sighs] Look, I wanna work this out.

I know you do, too.

I think you know more than you're telling me.

Miguel was my boyfriend, alright?

I loved him, and now he's dead.

Oh, she's holding back something.

- What about the mother? - Oh, she works two jobs.

Stricter than hell, tryin' to

keep her daughter out of trouble, you know?

Well, there's nothin' wrong with that.

Yeah, well, she sure wanted us out of there in a hurry.

Oh, the mother didn't sh**t him.

She didn't seem too sorry to see him go.

Williams: What is eatin' you, man?

Look, the thing has gone down, the DA is gonna take it

to the grand jury. It's out of our hands.

And another one's in a wheelchair, two kids

that could've made something of themselves!

- That's what's eatin' me. - Hey, take it easy, guys.

Okay. Alright. Well, what are you gonna do?

I don't know, but we got a John Wayne wannabe

runnin' around with a g*n

and then the press waitin' for a body to drop,

so they can sell some papers and get some TV ratings.

[sighs] What are you gonna do?

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♪ Looking out on the morning rain ♪

♪ I used to feel so inspired

♪ And when I knew I had to face another day ♪

♪ Lord it made me feel so tired ♪

♪ Before the day I met you life was so unkind ♪

♪ You're the key to my peace of mind ♪

♪ 'Cause you make me feel

♪ You make me feel

♪ You make me feel like a natural woman ♪

♪ Woman

♪ When my soul was in the lost and found ♪

♪ You came along to claim it

♪ I didn't know what I was

Williams, I thought you were headed home.

♪ 'Til your kiss helped me

Well, you know...

He was afraid I might ask him for a drink.

You could pick up this one.

Mace, can we have a couple of white wines over here

and whatever Mr. Williams is having, please?

You and Torres gonna be alright?

Why, you want him back?

Just checkin'...

♪ You make me feel

Cheers.

Hey, Tony!

Alright. What's goin' on?

This whole Holloway thing,

they're all actin' like a bunch of sissies.

Yeah. Well, a young man was k*lled, Williams.

I know that, but all this struttin' around

and posturing and stuff, you know, uh,

"I-- I got my rights, I'm not gonna do this,

I'm not gonna do that." [scoffs]

These people don't deserve their rights.

Got half a mind to give 'em all a a*s-kicking.

Why don't you call it a night? It's just a suggestion.

I mean, the weekend's comin' up, you could take your kid

to a ballgame. You know, forget this stuff.

Whatever.

You're comin' off of a rough place.

You need to lighten up, back off. Huh?

You take this stuff home with you,

you're gonna drive yourself crazy.

- We all take it home. - Yeah. Well...

There's takin' it home, and then there's takin' it home.

♪ You make me feel ♪ You make me

Um, I got it.

♪ Feel like a ♪ You make me feel

♪ You make me feel like a

♪ Feel

♪ You make me ♪ You make me

♪ Feel like a ♪ You make me ♪

♪ You make me feel

[indistinct chatter]

♪ Feel ♪

[indistinct chatter]

Gracias. Let's go.

Yeah. I'm comin'. Alright, my brother. Good job.

Puttin' on a show for the press, Ramon?

They're makin' you a star.

Come on, man. That's their deal. I do this for me.

Torres: That's beautiful, man.

You ever think about doin' it at school?

Yo, man, you gonna beat me over the head with that?

Look, all I'm sayin' is...

you got some talent, kid, enough

to get you off the streets and make a decent living.

I went to high school of the arts for, like, a minute.

It was too much hassle, too many requirements.

- I ain't got time for that. - Hey, people change.

And I got this feeling you're gonna tell me all about it.

Ain't no long story, just a tenth-grade teacher

who really cared what happened to me, that's all.

That's sweet.

Yo, Anile.

Look, you come back after Holloway, and I'm gonna--

Do your thing. If you were me, would you walk away?

For what, I would have to give it a try, yeah.

[chuckles] Yo, I can't, man.

Yo, what you doin', man?

[rap song playing]

[g*nshots]

[song continues]

[song continues]

[telephone ringing]

- Williams. Glenn: Glenn Holloway.

- Detective. - What, are you bored?

Our favorite group is outside my apartment.

Alright. Listen, sit tight.

Alright? And you don't do anything.

That's the trouble with people, detective.

No one does anything.

Damn! Salzman, get Torres on the phone.

Tell him to meet me at Holloway's apartment right away.

[intense music]

Yo, Glenn! What's up now, kid?

Going to work. You should try it sometime.

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[siren wailing]

I can't let this go, man.

If you weren't breaking the law, it wouldn't've happened.

Now let me go or I'll use this. You know I will!

- Drop it! - Put your hands in the air!

- I said drop it! - He pulled out on me.

Glenn, put your hands in the air now! I said now!

What I was doing was for my own protection.

- Shut up, you b*tch a*s-- - Back up!!

Hey, hey, hey, hey! What are you doin'...

[groaning]

Stop it, man!

What? You want some, too? Huh?

Yo! Chill! Yo!

Torres: JC!

Ramon: Yo! He didn't do anything, man!

JC! JC!

- [indistinct yelling] - JC, enough!

Torres: Enough!

Huh? [sighs]

Come here, you little... I'm gettin' sick of this here.

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[indistinct chatter]

- Happy? - About what?

Looks like you were gettin' off out there, man.

Eddie, doin' good police work makes me happy.

I would have done it to anybody.

Yeah, I think it went beyond doin'

good police work, though.

Are you lecturin' me on my job now?

I'm lecturin' you about yourself.

You have got to get it together, JC,

here and at home.

Home? Chantal call you again?

Oh, come on, man.

Let me tell you somethin'. I'll take care of my kid.

I'll take care of my job. Forget you.

Yeah. Just like Mr. Marine Corps did?

[sighs] Don't go there.

Like father, like son. Ain't gonna cut it--

- I said don't go there. - Detective Williams...

Good work. Detective Torres.

I was just, uh, you know, signing my--

You signed it, now you can leave.

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[kids clamoring]

[kids clamoring]

[indistinct chatter]

[telephone ringing]

- Hello. - Yo, what's up, Glenn?

We bailin' out. Thought you'd like to know, man.

Yeah. Bother me again. Make my afternoon.

No. I don't wanna bother you, Clint.

You such a righteous citizen and all.

But we be doin' our thing. You know what I'm sayin'?

Yo, Anile, where's your mom at?

Talkin' to that cop.

Holding back isn't gonna help.

I mean, whatever happened, you have to do what's right.

These kids need to see that.

Okay.

Five nights a week I walk from the subway,

up the stairs.

Right around 130.

So you saw the whole thing?

He shot him from behind, lady,

while Ramon was trying to run away.

He was in no danger at all.

And you'll swear to this in court?

On the Bible.

Why didn't you tell us this earlier?

Miguel...

he make Anile pregnant.

She had an ab*rtion.

Didn't tell me till later.

Everything I work for...

my religion, her life, it's going out the window.

When I see Miguel and Ramon lying there,

I say, "Good, they're off the streets."

"Forget it."

And tonight you bailed them out.

They're my people. What can I do?

Hm.

[speaking in foreign language]

Gracias.

Torres, Moreno, I thought you and Williams like this collar.

We got a witness on Glenn.

♪ Sometimes I feel like there's nothing to live for ♪

♪ So I'm longing for the days of yesterday ♪

♪ Uh-huh

♪ I just don't understand

♪ The ways of the world today

♪ Sometimes I feel like there's nothing to live for ♪

♪ So I'm longing for the days of yesterday ♪

♪ Mm mm mm

Roberto: Yo, kid. Look who's back.

What? You're breaking the law. Why can't you see that?

I seen a lot of things, man. Things you never see.

But somebody's got to stop this.

The-- the-- the world's falling apart

because everyone just does what they want!

What makes you think this world is more yours than mine?

[intense music]

I'm making a citizen's arrest.

[siren wailing]

How you gonna do that, man?

[g*nshots]

[siren wailing]

- Come on, come on! - JC, call an ambulance!

[indistinct chatter]

We're gonna get you to a hospital.

- It's too late. - JC!

Jesus: Stay with us.

Did he come at you here?

I called him.

I couldn't help it.

Why? It didn't have to go down like this, man.

He messed with where I lived, man.

[sighs] It's gonna be all good. You hear me?

Well, when you get out of the hospital, I know this cat

who owns this gallery. Come on! Are you listening to me?

Well, I'm gonna show your stuff, alright? Alright?

You keep it up, five-o. Maybe you'll save the next one.

Jesus: No! [sobs]

[instrumental music]

[train chugging]

Gotta be around here somewhere.

Yeah, and I bet you felt like the man

when you did it, too, right?

Everybody loves to see their name, yo.

Yeah. Ramon did.

I know the feelin'.

The sun coming up on a day that has got nothing in it for you,

and then you see your name or a piece that you did

on a wall or a subway,

it's, it's a fact.

Sort of says like, I am.

I hear you. Just wish Glenn would've.

[scoffs] Yo, I ain't even trying to hear that noise.

Don't even make me sympathize with that punk!

Look, he was just a guy that wanted to see the world

a better place, just got all messed up in his head.

Yeah, him and all the other people that wanna build a prison

instead of a school. It just ain't the way.

[sighs] I know.

Yo. Here it is.

Would you do it again?

If I was who I was then...

Yeah.

But, uh, I found another way to say I am.

[train chugging]

♪ Oh baby what you done to me

♪ Done to me

♪ You make me feel so good inside ♪

♪ Good inside

♪ And I just wanna be

♪ Wanna be

♪ Close to you you make me feel so alive ♪

♪ 'Cause you make me feel

♪ You make me feel

♪ You make me feel like a natural woman ♪

♪ You make me feel ♪ You make me

♪ You make me feel ♪ Feel like a

♪ You make me feel ♪ You make me feel like a...

♪ Feel ♪

[wolf howling]

[instrumental music]