01x16 - Mama Said Knock You Out

[bunniefuu]

[Method man's "bring the pain"]

♪ I came to bring the pain
hardcore from the brain ♪

♪ let's go inside my astral
plane find out my mental ♪

♪ based on instrumental
records, hey ♪

♪ so I can write monumental
methods, I'm not the king ♪

♪ but this is decaf I
stick 'em for the cream ♪

♪ check it, just how
deep can you get ♪

♪ deep as the abyss and
brothers is mad, fish accept it ♪

♪ in your cross colour
clothes you've crossed over ♪

♪ then got totally krossed
out and kris krossed ♪

♪ who the boss? Get
tossed to the side ♪

♪ and I'm the dark
side of the force ♪

♪ of course it's the method
man from the wu-tang clan ♪

♪ I be hectic, and comin'
for the head piece, protect it ♪

♪ two tears in a bucket
[...] Want the ruckus ♪

♪ bustin' at me,
bruh now bust it ♪

♪ styles, I gets buckwild
method man on... ♪

♪ Pullin'... files I'm
sick, insane, crazy ♪

♪ driving miss Daisy
out her... mind ♪

♪ now I got mine, I'm swayze ♪

♪ is it real, son, is
it really real, son? ♪

♪ Let me know it's real,
son if it's really real ♪

♪ something I could feel,
son load it up and k*ll one ♪

♪ want it raw deal, son, if
it's really real, yeah, uh ♪

♪ when I was a little stereo ♪

♪ I listen to some champion ♪

♪ I always wondered ♪

♪ when I will be
the number one ♪

[Man raps indistinctly]

♪ Brothers wanna hang
with the meth, bring the rope ♪

♪ the only way you'll
hang is by the neck ♪

♪ jump off the set
comin' to your projects ♪

♪ take it as a threat
better yet it's a promise ♪

♪ comin' from a vet on
some old Vietnam... ♪

♪ You can bet your
bottom dollar, hey, I b*mb ♪

♪ and it's gonna get
even worse word to god ♪

♪ it's the wu comin' through
stickin' 'fore they gone ♪

♪ movin' on your left
southpaw, Mr. Meth ♪

♪ came to represent and
carve my name in your chest ♪

♪ you can come test
realize you're no contest ♪

♪ son, I'm the g*n that
won that old wild west ♪

♪ quick on the draw with
my hands on the four- ♪

♪ nine-three-eleven with
the rugged rhymes galore ♪

♪ check it, 'cause I think
not when this hip-hops like ♪

♪ proper rhymes be the proof
while I'm drinkin' 90 proof ♪

♪ huh, vodka, no oj, no straw
when you give it to me, hey ♪

♪ give it to me raw I've learned
that when you drink absolut ♪

♪ straight it burns enough
to give my chest hairs ♪

♪ a perm I don't need a
chemical blow to pull up ♪

♪ all I need is chemical
bank to pay the roll ♪

What, basically that
meth-tical, '94 style

[raps indistinctly]

♪ We have to stick you

♪ is it real, son is
it really real, son? ♪

♪ Let me know it's real,
son, if it's really real ♪

♪ something I could feel,
son load it up and k*ll one ♪

♪ want a raw deal,
son if it's really real ♪

[Theme music playing]

Yo, man! Anybody talk to
Cooper about the heat up in here?

There's nothin' she can do,
man, it's groundhog's day.

What the hell that
got to do with it?

Little furry thing
from Pennsylvania,

it sticks out its head,
sees it's shadow,

- decides it's a little bit cold out winter.
- Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

See, but that's the problem
right there, Pennsylvania rodent.

See, you need a New York rat.

Throw it in the closet, put some
velveeta in front of that nose.

Not even an U*i's
gonna stop him.

- [Indistinct chatter]
- Now! You hear me?

Get out of my way. I
need someone to help me...

- Just calm down, please!
- What're you...

- Chill.
- Eddie: Sorry, detective.

We're detectives.
What's the problem here?

My son, Juan, died this
weekend. He was a boxer.

Wait, I think I saw
this in the newspaper.

Is he the one that
collapsed in the ring?

He won that fight.

And then all of a
sudden, he fell down.

Just like that. He fell on down.

Um, listen, i... I'm really
sorry to hear about that.

But from what you're tellin' me,

there's really
nothin' we can do.

Yes, there is. Because
those doctors said

he had some kind of stroke.

But when I went
through his bag...

I found this.

[Sighs]

Wong: It's a new drug.

Not even ill*gal. Called "repo".

"Repo"? I've never heard of it.

Recombinant erythropoietin.

And there's no
test for this stuff.

It's a synthetic form of
something you already got

- in your system.
- What does it do to you?

Increases red blood cells.

A little bit, you get
better circulation.

Too much, you're a
teen-age stroke victim.

k*lled a bunch of frenchie
cyclists just this year.

- This stuff is legal?
- Sure.

By prescription.

If you're a hemophiliac
or you're dying of anemia.

- That rules out Juan.
- Yeah.

He was a horse
till repo got him.

I was you, I'd talk to the
doctor who wrote them.

Thanks.

[Upbeat music playing]

J.c.: Doctor wizen, the m.E.'S
office said that a drug called,

um, repo, was the cause
of Juan reyes' death.

Were you writing him
a prescription for that?

For recombinant
erythropoietin? Definitely not.

Well, you're the
tournament physician.

Could he have been
getting it from another doctor?

Well, if he was, there'd
be, uh, state records.

Repo is a class
three prescription,

that doesn't mean he wasn't
buying it on the black market.

So you have heard of
other boxers taking this stuff?

Rumors. Especially, since
steroids were banned in '91.

And especially since
there's no test for it.

Dr. Wizen: Yeah. It's a
problem, I know. I've, uh,

talked to boxing officials
about running a red cell count

along with our tox scan.

But, uh, it wouldn't
be anything definitive.

Doctor, do you have any
idea where he might've

- purchased this repo?
- No, I don't.

It's, uh, so damned sad.
Y'know, he was a great kid.

I even helped him out when
he couldn't afford his entry fees.

He and Bobby lunas.

Bobby lunas? The welterweight?

Dr. Wizen: Yeah, that's him.
From what I saw, he, uh...

He and Juan were like brothers.

Yes! Yeah. All right. Thanks.

State records show no repo
prescription for Juan reyes.

Then he was definitely
buying it illegally?

Yeah. And whoever sold it to
him is looking at a m*rder charge.

- Damn!
- See! "Rat's day," yo!

Right here in New
York. I'm telling you,

- that's the solution.
- [Beeper beeps]

Oh, man! Chantel!

Eddie: What's up?

[Sighs] She's having a problem.

Something to do
with some cotillion.

Go talk to him.

Drop me off at a 135th.

I'm gonna track
down this guy, lunas.

- All right.
- Maybe he can tell me where

- Juan was scoring, y'know.
- Thanks, man.

[Hip hop music playing]

[Indistinct chatter]

[Laughs]

- You cold, little man?
- Yeah.

So your mother
says you need to talk.

What's up? The party?

Yeah. We got to be partners with
someone from that girls' school.

But I don't know who to take.

That's it?

Yeah, but I got to do something.

That school dance
is in four days!

[Sighs] Hey, look, I remember
when I was in fifth grade.

There was this girl
named Margarita.

This girl was so fine.

And I wanted to take her
to the Christmas dance,

but every time I walked by
her chair, I'd just get chills.

So? What happened?

So what happened was even
though I was a nervous wreck,

I asked her to go with
me to the Christmas party

and she said yeah. So, I guess,
what I'm trying to tell you is,

I know that it takes a lot
of courage to ask this girl

to go with you. But
see, you're my boy.

Come on, man. You're my
boy. I know you can do this.

And I'm proud of you.

Okay. But that's not my problem.

[Upbeat music playing]

[Sighs]

Yo! What's up with g?

His problem is he's
just like his old man.

What? He can't dance?

Come on, kid. He don't
have your sickness.

- Yeah.
- But he does have two girls

sweating him to
take 'em to the dance.

So what did you tell
our little Don Juan?

Nothing. Not till the rehearsal.
What's up with Juan's friend?

Eddie: There's his crib.

[Sighs] So we wait.

Eddie: Yo, check
it out. Bobby lunas.

[Tense music playing]

Bobby lunas?

Detective torres.

Wanna talk to you
about Juan reyes.

What's there to talk
about? My boy's dead.

- He got hit in the head.
- Well, now the doctors

are saying drugs had
something to do with it.

Drugs? I thought they
said he had a stroke?

He did. But we looked into it,
and he was also sh**ting up

a drug called repo.

Yeah. Well, I don't know
nothing about that, all right, man?

Dr. Wizen said you
two were friends.

What're you tryin' to
say? He wouldn't share

something like that with you?

Look, I told you guys. I don't
know nothing about that stuff,

all right? And what happened
to Juan was an accident.

It was no accident.
Repo will k*ll you, too.

Yeah, well, I don't need
anything but the ring.

Lightning lunas. Undefeated.
You know what I'm saying?

Mind if we check in your
bag, you know what I'm sayin'?

- You got a warrant?
- Y'know, as a matter of fact,

we do. See here.

Hey. Que es esto, chico?

You're busted, baby.

Look, I gotta match, all right?

Not unless you got a
get-out-of-jail-free card.

Let's go.

Bobby: You guys are
wastin' your time, you know.

I told ya, I don't know
nothin' from nothin'.

I don't know why
you're hassling me.

You know I had a fight, right?

That's because you lied to us.

You knew all about repo.

Yeah. Well, you guys
believe in lawyers?

Shh. Hey, you
want one, you got it.

You see, my man, we
got the evidence right here.

So all we have
to do now is prove

that you were selling this.

Yeah. Well, that's crazy,
'cause I wasn't dealing.

Oh, no? Then who was?

Cooper: You're not at home.

Look, Bobby, you
sold ill*gal drugs.

So unless you cooperate
with us, the only fighting

you're gonna be doing
is protecting your butt

in the showers at
rikers. You understand?

I got it from him, okay?

From Juan. He started
using it last year.

I tried it once. I won my fight.

So he'd been scoring
it for me ever since.

All right. First thing
tomorrow, I need you two

under at that gym uptown.
We have to find that connection

before we find any
more dead kids.

Don't you think it would
be easier if we had Bobby?

Well, he has a
possession charge.

I'm sure with the right deal,
the D.A. can convince Mr. Lunas

to cooperate. Don't you?

Whoa.

Right.

Here we go, little
Romeo. You ready?

Is that one of the girls
that asked you out?

That's Nina. But,
you know what, dad?

I've been talking to my
friends and I think I might go

- with the other one.
- Well, that's a tough call,

little man. I hope
she as cute as Nina?

I don't know.

See?

That's her.

[Playful music playing]

Woman: You oughta
listen for a change, Harry!

Harry: You oughta get outta
here, 'cause I got work to do.

Besides, you have no idea
what you're talking about.

Oh, you think you're
so mysterious?

You think I don't know what
you're into, I do. Believe me.

Look, I gotta go, Harry,
but we have to talk.

Oh, this is great! I
feed you. I put you up,

- and this is how you treat me!
- Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

- Try working for a living, sis.
- Bye, Harry!

There ya go.

Hey, Willie, look
who just came in!

Shh. Where the
hell were you, huh?

Took my husband
almost an hour to figure out

you weren't gonna show.

I went to the
bathroom. I got real sick,

- so I just stayed home.
- That's not sick,

that's nerves. You don't
back down from nerves.

It wasn't nerves, I
swear to you, Willie.

I had something in my stomach.

Don't ever do that again.

You're damn lucky we're
gonna let you back on the roster.

Who you got here?

This is my cousin, Felix
menesqua, and his manager.

Tyrello.

They're here from Chicago.
They got a proposition.

Like what kind of proposition?

Like money, senorita.

[Instrumental music playing]

Okay, Bobby, on the bag.

Yo, Harry? Back in the office.

I'm Willie rosales.
This is my wife, Rita.

And this is Harry
Donovan, our head trainer.

J.c.: It's really a pleasure
to meet both of you.

You guys are really
famous in Chicago.

- You guys are legendary.
- And you want to become

- a legend, huh?
- Eddie: All I need is a few

serious bouts, and
I'm in there, you know.

And he also needs
you two to train him.

Trust me, my man
is worth your while.

Yeah. Well, ah, we've
got a lot of fighters already.

Eddie, take off your shirt.

You say this guy's
a 160-pounder?

Don't mind me saying so, looks
like you could use some work.

- [Chuckles]
- J.c.: So...

[Clears throat] Do we
have a deal or what?

Hey, he trains, he
makes the weight,

we see him in the ring?

Then maybe he
gets on our roster.

Harry, he's a little flabby.

Make sure he hits the
weights. Doesn't look like

no 160-pounder to me.

Look who he's calling flabby.

- Did you check out that wife?
- Yeah.

Don't worry about her, man.
Do whatever they tell you,

while you're busy, I'll try
and peep out that roster.

Cool.

[Channel live's "mad izm"]

Singer: ♪ all we do
is spark mad izm ♪

Singer: ♪ I come with notions
deeper than the ocean ♪

♪ check out my potion
mad rhythm in the motion ♪

♪ the izm, brings the wisdom
when I kick it on the rhythm ♪

♪ check it how I
rock it in a cipher ♪

♪ desire, takes you
higher lyrical Messiah ♪

Man: Yo, yo, yo,
yo-yo, pass that lighter.

Singer: ♪ counterclockwise
I rise like the sun ♪

♪ now feel the heat
from the rays of the g*n ♪

♪ shootin' out the mental
mist how you gonna know ♪

♪ the real... when your
style's counterfeit? ♪

♪ His.. Counterfeit
cause he's... phony ♪

♪ come into the jam try
to front like he know me ♪

♪ hah! Listen to this
new type of somethin' ♪

♪ bumpin', '94
ain't for no frontin' ♪

♪ new type of lingo
catchy like a jingle ♪

♪ roughneck hip-hop is
drippin' from the single ♪

♪ now, let me introduce
you to the one ♪

♪ and try to lock in though
this loosens you up ♪

♪ goin' through the channels
of the remote control ♪

♪ flickin' through the
frequencies of your soul ♪

Singer: ♪ then roll
the izm the inflater ♪

♪ I'm weeded like wearing
a sweater, at the equator ♪

♪ I'm heated but I flip a
style like I flip a channel ♪

♪ step up and test the
skills you can get my... ♪

♪ Cause hip-hop's been running
through my veins ever since ♪

♪ so it wasn't hard for me to
grab the mic and represent ♪

♪ representing
tormenting mc's craniums ♪

♪ till they can't flow why?
Cause I'm drainin' 'em ♪

♪ don't mean to be
blunt but don't front ♪

♪ I'm doing it for the love
so now I'm doin' what I want ♪

♪ to do with my channel
live crew so just listen ♪

♪ dissin' whack mc's
and sparking up mad izm ♪

Yo, can somebody else
get on the bag or what?

- Boxer: You got a problem with that?
- Eddie: Yeah, I do!

[Grunts]

- Come on, man.
- Willie: Harry break this up!

Rita: Hey! Come on!
What's the matter with you?!

Willie: Come on!

Save it for the
damn ring! Come on!

Rita: Hey! You
guys get outta here.

Rappers: ♪ all we
do is spark mad izm ♪

[Deniece Williams' "free"]

♪ Whispering in his head ♪

♪ I had a potion for love ♪

♪ telling him I could see ♪

♪ that there's nothing
too good for us ♪

♪ and I just gotta be me ♪

♪ me♪

♪ me♪

♪ I just gotta be free ♪

♪ free ♪

♪ free ♪

I hope you got into that office.

Because I'm not doing
that trick anymore.

I almost got my head bashed in.

Hey, don't touch my
shrimp. You're in training.

Eddie: Yeah.

But here's a record

of everybody who either
works or fights at uptown gym.

Okay, tyrello.

Hand me the records.

So what do we got?

A stolen car, as*ault
one, as*ault two.

Ah, here we go, possession
of ill*gal substances for sale.

- J.c.: Harry Donovan.
- The assistant trainer.

Guess what the
ill*gal substance was?

Anabolic steroids.
It ain't repo,

but it wouldn't hurt to
talk to him. Let's do this.

[Upbeat music playing]

Harry?

It's Felix.

- [Knocks]
- Bobby's cousin from the...

From the gym.

[g*n c*ck]

[Tense music playing]

Standard nine.
C.S.U. Is lifting prints.

- Eddie: But no repo, right?
- I got a witness.

Says he saw a light gray
Honda parked out front,

- but he didn't get the plates.
- [Scoffs]

That narrows it down
to about a million people.

Wait a minute.
Donovan and his sister

were arguing pretty heavy
in front of the gym yesterday.

- Yeah. So?
- So, maybe if Donovan

was dealing, his
sister was in on it.

- And she wanted a bigger cut?
- Yeah.

All right. We should
put a line on her.

Yo, I gotta get to the gym.

I gotta see what's
up with rosales.

Yeah, and that Rita character
is a candidate as well.

[Upbeat music playing]

How ya doin'?

So he's finally asleep.

So lay it on me.

Well, uh, two little
girls invited him

- to go to the cotillion.
- Mm-hmm.

One of 'em is black.

But he's thinking about
goin' with the white one.

[Scoffs] Well, they
don't waste no time

tryin' to come after
our men, now do they?

Well, what do you
expect, Chantal,

sending him to a
school like that?

You are not gonna try to
make this out like it's my fault.

Well, whose fault would
something like this be?

I don't know. But
maybe g is just following

in his father's footsteps.

I know you're not
talkin' about Sandy.

Don't even go there,
because you know she's black.

Oh, she's black, j.C.,
but she got the light skin,

you know. She
got the bluest eye,

and her hair, I mean,
you cannot tell me

when she was a child
she put a towel on her head

to make believe it was straight.

That is who she is, okay?

And what does that
have to do with g?

Everything! Man, I mean,
you are that boy's father.

Where do you think he's
learning what beautiful is?

Chantal, why are you
always lookin' at your sisters

- to be the enemy?
- Oh, that is not what I'm doing.

We come in all colors, okay?

That is what makes us beautiful.

And me goin' out with
Sandy is my own choice.

Well, then you gotta let g
make his own choice, too.

So you don't have
any problem with him

- going with a white girl?
- That is absolutely

not what I'm sayin'. All
right, me? I'm worried.

Okay. But he gotta make
his own way at woodbridge.

And if someone's gonna tell
him like to change his mind

or somethin', it's
not gonna be me.

Yeah.

[Tense music playing]

Yo!

What's goin' on in here?

That trainer you were working
with yesterday? Donovan?

He got shot last night.

Yeah. He was in the gutter
when we met him, you know?

But he was the greatest guy.

He used to make us laugh.

Yeah, didn't he?

Hey, listen, i'm... I'm
sorry. You know, I...

I didn't know him that well.
But, you know, I'm still sorry.

- Who could'a done it?
- Around here? Anybody.

But if I had to bet money,
I'd lay it on his sister, Rose.

They were always arguing.

She has a lot of problems.
Drugs, booze, men.

Uh, Bobby, weigh your cousin.

See if we can get
him in the ring today.

- Man, you got a problem?
- Yeah. I do.

And he's standing
right in front of me.

Hey, don't blame me for
you getting busted, all right?

- That's on you.
- Oh, and what about Harry?

- That's on me, too?!
- Maybe.

Oh, maybe, uh, he was
gonna tell us something

and you cancelled
him, how 'bout that?

Look, everybody
looks for an edge.

You think I'm the
only one who uses?

The guys in here that don't
use end up on a welfare line

and I already been there, okay?

I hear you, but that
still don't make it right.

Because if you got
any heart, you win clean,

or maybe that's your problem.

-Yeah. Come on! You want some more?
-Yeah! Yeah!

- Come on! Come on!
- I want some, you!

Save it for the ring.

Are you under?

Yeah. I'm under.

Good. 'Cause Willie
wants you to spar now.

Yeah, primo.

We'll see who has heart.

[Method man's "bring the pain"]

♪ I listened to some champion ♪

♪ I always wondered ♪

♪ will now I be
the number one? ♪

[Man raps indistinctly]

♪ Brothers want to hang
with the meth, bring the rope ♪

♪ the only way you
hang is by the neck ♪

♪ poke off the set
comin' to your projects ♪

♪ take it as a threat,
better yet it's a promise ♪

♪ comin' from a vet
on some old Vietnam ♪

♪ you can bet your
bottom dollar hey I b*mb ♪

♪ and it's gonna get
even worse word to god ♪

♪ it's the wu comin' through
stickin' 'fore they gone ♪

♪ movin' on your left,
southpaw Mr. Meth ♪

♪ came to represent and
carve my name in your chest ♪

♪ you can come test realize
you're no contest, son ♪

♪ I'm the g*n that
won that old wild west ♪

♪ quick on the draw with
my hands on the four ♪

♪ nine three eleven with
the rugged rhymes galore ♪

♪ check it 'cause I think not ♪

♪ when this
hip-hop's like proper ♪

♪ rhymes be the proof
while I'm drinkin' 90 proof ♪

♪ of vodka, no oj, no straw ♪

♪ when you give it to me
hey, give it to me raw ♪

♪ I've learned when you
drink absolut straight it burns ♪

♪ enough to give my
chest hairs a perm ♪

♪ I don't need a
chemical blow to pull up ♪

♪ all I need is chemical
bank to pay them up ♪

Detective torres, I
need to see Dr. Wizen.

The doctor is busy
right now, detective.

It's okay. Kathy, I can
see detective torres.

Eddie: It's okay, Kathy.

[Clears throat]

What happened to you?

I used my face to block a fist.

Listen, doc, I was going
over Donovan's records

and I came up with
something funny.

He was arrested before
for selling steroids.

Did you know about that?

All right. I did
know about Harry,

but, he... i believed
he'd paid his debt

and he'd gone straight now.

So I didn't want to
implicate him in anything

that might endanger his career.

You were wrong, doc.

You should have
told us about that.

Now, maybe he would
be alive right now.

Now tell me, was
Donovan dealing?

I really don't know.

But if I have to look somewhere,
I'd talk to his sister, Rose.

From what I understand, she's
had some problems of her own.

Drug problems.

[Tense music playing]

Ms. Donovan, I need to
talk to you about your brother.

God, I just heard, all right?

[Sighs] I can't believe it.

I keep expecting
him to walk up to me,

I wouldn't even care
if he bitched at me.

Sorry about that, but, um,
you two argued a lot, right?

Yeah. We did.

So?

So we have reason to believe

he was selling a
drug called repo.

And maybe whoever k*lled
him was arguing over profits.

You think me?

Let me tell you something.

I loved my brother.

Right. And he
wasn't dealing drugs.

He hated all that.

So what were you arguing about?

He wanted me to straighten
up, change my lifestyle.

Stop hanging out. That's all.

So you have a real
good alibi for last night?

Yeah, I do. I was at moloney's.

Listening to music. I
got like 50 witnesses.

You're lookin' in
the wrong place.

So what is the right place?

I don't know.

Check out his pals
in the boxing game.

J.c.: Yo!

[Laughs]

You better knock
that smile off your face.

Well, it looks like somebody
already did it for ya.

See, that's why next time,
I get to be the manager.

Okay, tyrello, check it out.

I checked Donovan's
phone records.

- Uh-huh.
- Thirty calls to one beeper.

Guess who?

Rita rosales.

The sex goddess, herself, huh?

Bingo!

[Indistinct chatter]

Cooper: Mr. and Mrs.
Rosales, thank you for coming in.

I'm lieutenant Cooper.

You mind telling us
what this is all about?

Sir, your wife's name came up

during Harry Donovan's
m*rder investigation.

There were numerous calls
to her beeper on his phone bill.

Rita: You think I had something
to do with him getting shot?!

I didn't say that.

But I would like to
know what you two

had so many conversations about.

Look, why are you bugging Rita?

Harry worked for us.
She had to talk business.

At 11:00 at night?

Seven days a week?

That's just paper.

Tell her Rita.

Maybe somebody got the beeper.

Mr. Rosales, I think I'm
gonna need a moment alone

with your wife,
if you don't mind.

Go on, Willie.

Look, she didn't
do nothing, all right?

You just remember that. She
was home all night with me.

Thank you.

Why don't you have a seat?

Look, he didn't know, all right?

Harry and I been
seeing each other awhile.

Did you see him
the night he died?

No.

He beeped me, but
I didn't call him back.

- I mean, if I would've known...
- Mrs. Rosales,

was Harry Donovan dealing drugs?

Rita: No!

He had made a mistake
with the steroids before.

But he didn't do that anymore.

I told him we run a clean gym.

What about any other conflicts?

Were either of you
unhappy in the relationship?

Look, I'm not
gonna leave Willie.

Harry knew that, all right?

But that doesn't
mean I didn't love him.

[Sighs]

Sorry, gentlemen.

Rita rosales ain't our sh**ter.

What are you saying?

Because they were
hitting it you believe her?

No, torres!

First of all, she
has an alibi. Hello.

Second of all,
it's gut, all right?

Wait a second. No.

I talked to Donovan's sister,

she never mentioned
anything about Donovan

having a relationship with Rita.

- Maybe she didn't know.
- Maybe. She seemed pretty jumpy.

I think we should
go press her again.

Well, get on it, all right?
We need answers here.

[Suspenseful music playing]

What the hell do you want?

[g*nshots]

- And say by about this much.
- J.C.: Yeah. Okay.

Yo.

Probably the same
weapon used before.

Three b*llet holes. Wong
says we just missed the m*rder.

Deja vu all over again.

You think it's the same sh**ter?

Well, the old man outside said
he saw the same gray Honda,

but this time, he
got a license plate.

Cool.

Thanks, Sam.

Sam: Yeah, no problem.

J.c.: Hmm.

Repo, what a surprise.

You know what, I bet
whoever was supplying her,

k*lled her and her brother.

"Pharmaceuticos de pinero."
From some place in Mexico.

Yo, check it.

It's got a shipping number.

United express. We
need to track this.

Yo! Track this.

Put a rush on it. Thank you.

Ricciarelli: Williams, torres.

I ran the plates on
that gray Honda.

It belongs to a guy
named rosales, Willie.

Rosales?

He in on this, too?

Thought people went
to a gym to get healthy?

Bobby.

Bobby!

You seen Willie?

I think I saw him
in the office, man.

[Upbeat music playing]

[Groans]

Go. Go.

[Upbeat music playing]

Eddie: Come on out, Willie.

You're not going anywhere.

[Tense music playing]

[Grunts]

[Upbeat music playing]

[Grunting]

- He made me do it.
- Eddie: Don't talk.

Call an ambulance.

Okay. That'll do for now.

Thank you, nurse.

[Sighs]

[Indistinct chatter]

His carotid artery
was severely damaged.

Now, chances are good
that he'll come around,

but I cannot tell you when.

Thank you.

Excuse me, detectives?

Rita called me at the
office. How's Willie?

Well, he's unconscious,
but the doctors feel

they have it under control.

Would it be possible
to take a look at him?

I, uh, promised
his wife I would.

Look, sir. I don't know
what she told you,

but Mr. Rosales is facing
some pretty serious charges.

Right now, there's really
nothing you can do for him.

Well, uh, if anything
changes, let me know, please.

We will.

When you talked
to the lieutenant,

did she tell you
that box of repo

got sent to rosales?

Well, they put a trace on it.

Nothing's come back yet.

What're you thinking?

Something that Willie
said about Rose's m*rder.

"He made me do it."

Come on, ed, you believe that,

then you deserve
to stay working.

Come on, man, it was his car.

He ran. He's guilty. Listen,

I got some personal
time, so swing it for me?

- Go ahead, man.
- Thanks.

Man: Staying for dinner
so go get him, all right?

Woman: Come on, kids. Hurry up.

I thought it was mom's
turn to pick me up?

It is, but, um,

I've been meaning to talk
to you about something.

Remember when you told
me that you already decided

who you want to
take to the cotillion?

- Yeah.
- Well, I really hope

that you're
thinkin' for yourself.

And you're not giving in.

What do you mean by "giving in"?

What I mean is, just because
you're goin' to woodbridge,

doesn't mean that
white is always right.

And that little blonde girl is
no better than anybody else.

Dad, if you want
me to go to the dance

with the black girl, I will.

No, I'm not saying that either.

I'm just sayin'
that I really hope

that you're
thinkin' for yourself.

You make up your own mind.

Okay?

You got a name and
address on that package yet?

Why, you don't think
it's gonna be rosales?

I don't know.

Some stuff just doesn't add up.

The doc showed
up at the hospital.

Cooper: Yeah?
So, he's concerned.

Oh, yeah, he's very concerned

about Donovan, too,
who he lied about.

And I keep thinking about that
argument Rose Donovan had

with her brother at the gym.

She said something about
knowing what Harry was into.

[Phone ringing]

Yeah. Cooper.

Oh, good. sh**t.

Thank you.

Okay. We got the
address on the repo.

- Where?
- It's a post office box.



- Eddie: I'm there.
- Go.

What does the other
guy look like, torres?

- [Laughs]
- [Indistinct chatter]

Detective torres.

I'd really appreciate your help.

I have an address
of a suspected felon.

We believe he's having
drugs sent to a post office box

number 2341...

And you wanna know
who owns the box?

- Eddie: Yes, ma'am.
- Well, I'm sorry

but as of January last
year, the law changed

and we're not allowed
to give out that kind

of information over the counter.

I realize that, but
according to law,

if a man runs a
business out of here,

you could give me his name.

- That's correct.
- Well, wouldn't you say

that dealing drugs
is a business?

I hate junkies anyway.

Ain't you clever.

I'll look it up.

[Keyboard keys clacking]

- [Beeps]
- Here it is.

Person's name, Ms. Kathy wilkes.

- Eddie: Kathy wilkes.
- Kathy wilkes.

[Tense music playing]

[Phone ringing]

Dr. Wizen's office.

Eddie: Kathy wilkes?

Yes. Who's this?

Broadway pharmaceuticals.

Is the doctor in?

No, he's not.

He's up at the hospital.

The hospital? Which one?

Dr. Wizen: Here. Let me
give you a hand with that.

Okay.

- Dr. Wizen: It's okay.
- I'm sorry. Staff only.

[Tense music playing]

Cooper: He's where?

All right, I'm gonna put an
apb out on him right away.

- J.c.
- J.c.: Yes, ma'am?

An apb out on Dr. Alan wizen.

[Tense music playing]

[Siren wails]

Police. Did you see
any men come by here

in the last few minutes?

- Doctors?
- Only staff, I'm sure.

They all had ids.

It's doctor koch,
someone mugged him!

Icu teams, stat!

[Suspenseful music playing]

Man: Come on, let's go.

[Tense music playing]

Freeze!

Detective, you're
making a mistake.

No mistake.

I know about the repo.

And I know Willie's
gonna tell us

you were in on the murders.

Put that down. Up
against the wall.

Now!

Hands on your head!

[Groans]

Drop it right now or
I'll blow your brains out!

- Now!
- He's dying, detective.

Ten milligrams of repo.
It'll only take seconds.

Doctors can save him,
but you got to decide.

Are you gonna put the g*n
down and let me escape?

Or are you gonna k*ll him?

[Tense music playing]

- [c*ck g*n]
- No!

[Grunting]

Hear me?!

Emergency! Now!

Yo, ed, hang in there,
man. Hang in there!

He got an injection
of a drug called repo.

Doctor: No pulse. Emergency two.

Gotta get him on the
stretcher. We gotta shock him!

Ed! C'mon, man,
what're you doin'?!

One. Two. Three!

-Stand back!
-Go on ahead! What's wrong with you, man?!

Nurse: I'm sorry but
you're gonna have to wait.

- That's my partner!
- I hear ya, son!

- That's my partner!
- You gotta hear me!

All you can do is wait.

Ed! Fight it, man!

Eddie, fight it, baby.

[Dramatic music playing]

I got here as soon as I could.

Have you heard anything yet?

The nurse said they
brought in a specialist.

They'll let us know as
soon as they hear anything.

[Sighs]

Woman on pa: Doctor John,
you're wanted in the medical library.

Doctor John, medical
library, please.

The transfusion's completed.

Looks like he's gonna be okay.

- Cooper: Oh!
- Can we see him?

I'm sure he'll call
you but right now,

he needs a few hours to recover.

Thank you.

[Laughs]

[Dramatic music playing]

So, you ready, little man?

Yeah, but I don't need a ride.

Ah, let me help you with that.

Her parents are sending a limo.

A limo, wow.

She must be...
oop... wealthy, huh?

- Yeah.
- Chantal: Gregory, she's here.

- Let's go.
- Let's go.

[Dramatic music playing]

You see, dad? I thought
about what you said,

you know, all that white stuff.

So is that why you choose Nina?

Mmm-mmm, no, I thought
she had a better personality,

I liked her better. That's
a good reason, right?

Yeah. That's the best reason.

Come here.

[Clears throat] Come
on, g. You got Nina waitin'.

Go ahead, my man.

G: I hope you like it.

- Goodbye.
- Have fun.

G: Bye.

So I know you happy.

You talked to him?

- Yeah, I talked to him.
- Mm-hmm.

You know, it seems
like I was just layin'

my own trip on him, you know?

He wasn't even
thinking about color.

But, you know,
everybody else would have.

Sooner or later, it seem
like kids gotta accept it.

Yeah.

But why, though, you know?

[Phone ringing]

Hello.

Yeah. He's here.

Woman on pa: Doctor shipiro.

Doctor shipiro, you have
a call on extension 52.

[Chuckles]

Yo.

I know I'm not in heaven,

'cause you the ugliest
nurse I ever seen.

[Chuckles]

Are you okay?

How do I look?

All right.

- Did Willie make it?
- Willie's okay.

But we're not gonna need
his testimony anymore,

wizen confessed.

He did the murders?

Well, let's put it
this way, brother.

That doctor's gonna miss a
whole lot of groundhog days.

- Hmm!
- Ricciarelli: Eddie.

Someone here to see you, kid.

Hey, I heard you were here.

I just wanted to tell you
guys, you know, I was wrong.

I'm glad you brought wizen down.

b*stard k*lled Juan.

He could've k*lled me, too.

Apology accepted.

You going back in the ring?

I ain't gonna quit, you
know what I'm saying?

It's like what
somebody showed me.

"Lightening lunas".

I got too much heart to quit.

Well, you call on us anytime.

We'll be in your corner.

- All right, man.
- All right.

♪ Teasing hands on his mind ♪

♪ give our lives such mystery ♪

♪ happiness all the time ♪

♪ and, oh, how that
man pleases me ♪

♪ and I just gotta be me ♪

♪ me♪

♪ me♪

♪ I just gotta be free ♪

♪ free ♪

♪ free ♪