06x07 - An Oy for an Oy

Episode transcripts for the TV show "Hill Street Blues". Aired: January 15, 1981 - May 12, 1987.*
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06x07 - An Oy for an Oy

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-0 Hey, what you say, J. D?

- Man, it's getting
nippy outside.

How you feeling?

- Doctor looked me over
last night after you left.

Said the wound's healed in.

He'll let me go this afternoon.

- You sound thrilled.

- Any chance you might
be able to drive me home?

- Huh-uh. I'm backing
Sergeant on a pop.

Maybe I can get away at
lunch. What about Lynnetta?

- What about Lynnetta?

Hi. I'm sorry I'm late, but
my old car wouldn't start.

- You know, the doctor says
this bum could go home today.

- Is it true?

- Said the
infection's cleared up.

- Oh, Neal, that's great!

Well, what time
do I pick you up?

- Hey, look.

If it's gonna be a
trouble, you don't have to.

- Would you tell me what time
you want me to pick you up?

- Doc said they'd sign
the release around one.

- So you're all squared
away then, champ?

Look, I'll stop by
your crib tonight.

- I'll ride the elevator
with you, J. D.

If I hurry, I can shop for
you before I go to work.

- Hey, like I said, baby,
don't trouble yourself.

- Neal, why do you
keep saying trouble?

I have been
waiting for this day.

I'll see you at one.

- See you.

- Three. Ongoings
and undercovers.

Philips and Donlevy are at
Ace Vacuum Cleaner Repair.

A.M., Belker's a
decoy courier for

the 106th Street Diamond
Merchants Association.

That banging is the plumber.

He's asking everybody not to
use the men's room hot water

until he gives the all-clear.

- What's wrong
with the plumbing?

- I don't know. Four. Memo
from Juan at motor pool.

Even plates only,
appointments available Tuesday,

Wednesday, Thursday.

And next week for
ND Sedan servicing.

- What about the odds?
- I don't know that either.

Five!
- Roll call Olympics?

- We're still getting
bum complaints

from people along
the Jefferson Corridor.

Pass by, do what you can to
keep those vagrants moving along.

Finally, welcome to first
tour Officer James Seabrook.

Now Officer Seabrook
is gonna be riding

with Officer Coffey on
account of Sgt. Bates

is gonna be taking over
the squad room on account

of yours truly is on an
undercover operation

out on the street.

- Yeah!
- Okay, that's it!

Let's roll! Let's do the jobs.

They're getting away out there!

- New world's record.
- No kidding!

- Ashton-Wilkes method
of canine discipline?

Yes, this is Lt. Howard Hunter

and I am calling to confirm
my first obedience class session

at eight this evening?

I see.

The advanced session?

No, fine.

I and my pup will
be there at seven.

Miss Ashton-Wilkes must feel
that my Shar Pei is precocious.

- Captain Furillo?
- Mr. Heath?

- Again this morning, Captain.

A pair of 'em sleeping in my
doorway when I show up to open.

- Look, we've increased
the pass-bys in the Corridor.

My men are under instructions
to discourage loitering.

Unless the vagrants
commit crimes,

there's little more we can do.

- Never had this many bums.
That neighborhood was going up.

That's what we all gambled
on. Now this starts happening.

Gotta tell you, Captain.

Three different fellas down
at the Merchants Association

last night were talking
about taking things

into their own hands.

- You tell those fellas
that would be a mistake.

- Talking about peoples'
livelihoods here, Captain.

- Put yourself at risk.

You go out on the
street every day

and you still ain't safe in
the privacy of your own toilet!

- Are you gonna stand
here fat-mouthing, Renko?

Or are you gonna finish up?

- You got a mean
streak in you, Bobby Hill.

You know what I heard, though?

- What, Renko?

- New York City,
they got plumbers

makin' up to $200,000 per annum.

- You made that up.
- I did not.

And if you think about
how much they work,

that's like $2,000 per
hour. Plumbers got it made!

- Lieutenant?
- Lieutenant.

- Gentlemen?

- Now what?

- I took a shower. I've
changed my uniform.

I still got a stink about me.

- Renko, I don't smell anything.

I'm leaving.
- I got to sue somebody.

It's not just like
I'm wet with water.

It's like I got raw
sewage all over me.

I got to put in for dry
cleaning or something.

- Mr. Rabinowitz, I understand
what I'm supposed to do.

I pick up at the parcel office.

I go to Golden's,
I go to Cohen's.

Then I go to you.
I know that, sir.

I have that. Second
floor, Suite 211.

Or, if you're not
there, I use the phone

from the downstairs lobby to
call you at the other number.

I just said that.

I will call you at
the other number.

Goodbye.

- Come on!
- What's he saying?

- That's ridiculous!
- I don't wanna hear this.

Don't tell me that
there's a snafu.

- They say no buy
money till tomorrow.

- Is this on our bank
examiner scam?

- These bookkeepers
know the situation.

This is a total windfall collar.

- You heard the conversation.

- But it doesn't make sense.

Bunco would take three
weeks to line up a pop like this.

And here these guys pick
my name out of a phone list

and we're gonna lose 'em?
- When tomorrow?

- They said they
could issue it first thing.

- Nah, nah. If
there's any delay,

they're gonna smell a rat.

We're gonna lose 'em if
we don't move right away!

- Stan, no money!

- We'll use my
dough if we have to.

- Hey, easy, Sarge.
- No, I mean it.

The buyout money has
been authorized, hasn't it?

- Yeah.
- Well?

- Stan, all I'm gonna
say, it's out of policy.

But if you want
it, let's go for it.

- I want it.
- All set?

- Yeah.

We're just ironing out a
few last-minute details.

- Picked the wrong pigeon.
- Yeah, you're not kidding.

We're gonna bust these guys!

- Captain?

I think maybe I got this
bum problem figured.

See, it's a lazy cop.

I hung out last night where
these bums been showing up.

I seen a Polk transport van
unloading 'em around 7:00.

Uniform driving is Earl Garrity.

- You saw his tag?
- I was ND across the street.

I know the guy from
when I was up there before.

He's lazy.

He just didn't wanna take
'em all the way to the shelters.

- So he drops
them in the Corridor.

- Right across the border
from us and the Polk.

- I'll call Captain
Calletano and let him know.

- Right.
- Good work, Norm.

Celeste, get me Ray
Calletano, Polk Avenue, please.

- I just changed outta
my soakin' clothes.

Can't you get Coffey
and Seabrook?

- No, I cannot because
Seabrook is a rookie

and it was an undescribed call!

- Well, thanks a lot.

Don't seniority
count for nothin'?

- Renko, all this time
you were bellyaching',

you could have been
there and back by now!

And that's a fact!
- Well, okay.

She's turning into a
regular sergeant, ain't she?

- Yes, I'm aware it's
a serious accusation.

Norman Buntz is quite
clear about what he saw.

Ray, Ray?

Well, yeah. If you
wanna come in, fine.

But I don't think
it's necessary.

Yeah. Bye.

- Who's in charge here?
- I'm in charge here.

Hey, tall drink of water!

- We got geysers
in the men's toilets

and the room is still flooding.

How long are you gonna be?

- We're dealing
with pressure here.

I mean, you gotta little
inch and a half pipe

squeezing things down.

I gotta get my big two-inch
in there to replace it.

- How long?
- You hired the best.

Relax. You're in good hands.

- Give me a time.

- How about 8:00? You and me?

I mean, I get cleaned up.
I'm not such a bad-looking guy.

- Tell me when you're
gonna be outta here.

- By 2:00, you'll
have perfection.

- Thank you.

- Oof!

- Delivery for Meyer Rabinowitz?

- Ah, Mr. Rabinowitz.
- Yes.

- It's me, Detective Belker.

Oh, I should have warned
you about the disguise.

- Yes, it's very good. I
would never recognize you.

- We have to try
again on Friday.

- On Friday.
- Well, I have to get back.

- Good idea. Get back.

- I'll see you on Friday?
- On Friday.

- You bum!

- Hey, cut it out.

Hey, cut it out!
Cut it out, man!

- You bum! You stink! You stink!

- Why did you hit me?

- What the hell is
wrong with you, mister?

- Now you stay
away from my place!

- Are you okay?
- I'm scared!

- And what did this man do?

- Urinated in the back
when I come to work!

- It was John. It wasn't me!

- Yeah.

He's got the nerve to come
inside when I opened up!

- I get rolls here.

- You never got rolls from me!

- I'm lost.

- It's okay, sir.
- My name is Toby.

- Okay, Toby.
- I'm lost!

- Okay, Toby. Let's
go get your head fixed.

See if we can work
this problem out, okay?

- You almost bought yourself
an as*ault charge there, pal.

- I'm in the wrong place.

- In the morning,
I get my trade.

Last month, people didn't
come by on account of the bums.

I can't make a living!

Look, I'm sorry
I lost my temper.

But he just got
a little confused.

Everyone's got their problems.

- Sling somebody into
the wall like that again,

mister, you're gonna have
more than your portion.

- What are you
saying, here, Captain?

I ought to have
my eyes examined?

- All I am saying is I'm here

because I find this
accusation hard to accept.

Are you aware
that I've instituted

a second delivery of vagrants
each day to the shelter?

- Hey, maybe that's
your problem, huh?

Look, as long as
I've known Garrity,

he's been a lazy hump.

- Ah, is there some kind
of a personal vendetta

between the two of you?

- No, no, there isn't.
Captain, am I done here?

- You have any more
questions for Lt. Buntz?

- I think I have all I need.

Accepting for the
moment the lieutenant's

version of events,
I don't believe

one isolated incident
warrants this attention.

- It's a deteriorating
situation, Ray.

We've had continual complaints
from merchants in the Corridor.

Take a ride up
Jefferson. See for yourself.

- The Hill has
always had vagrants.

You can't hold me
accountable for a problem

that's endemic to your precinct!

- Nobody's holding
you accountable

for problems in my precinct.

All I'm asking you is to
handle the problem in yours.

- Do you think I can't?
- Of course, I don't.

- But you insinuated it!

- I'm sorry you
took it that way.

All I meant to suggest was
that something's misfiring

in your deliveries
to the shelter.

- I will look into the
situation, I assure you.

I will keep you apprised.

- Sandwiches.
- Thanks.

- So, Henry, any
luck with the IRS?

- Luck? Yeah, I'm not in jail.

- Relax.

- Here. Sandwiches.

- Mr. Jablonski?
- Yeah.

- Special Agent Dupre.

Federal Depository
Investigation?

- Oh, glad to meet you.

- This is my partner,
Special Agent Whitsun.

- Come on in.
- Thank you.

- So tell me, how did
you fellas get my name?

- Federal deposit records
matched against social security.

- We get a lot
of stuff like that.

And in a situation
like this, it really helps.

- Yeah.

I read in the papers about
all this teller malarkey.

Really ticks me off.

- So you'll know,
your savings and loan

is the biggest problem
in our jurisdiction.

Especially in regards to
miscounts on you elderly people.

- Yeah, yeah.

Always take advantage
of the seniors.

That's the name of
the game these days.

Well, if I can be of
service, I'd be glad to help.

- My advice, and I been
in law enforcement...

- The Sarge ain't
too shabby at this.

- When you're in the
back, keep your eye open

for any suspicious behavior.

We don't know if it's a
teller or a bank officer.

Could be the
president down there.

That's what we don't know.

- So I gotta keep my
eagle eye open, huh?

- Mr. Jablonski, you're
thinking on this is 100%.

And we certainly
appreciate your help.

- Thank you.

- This way, Toby.

- We were at County Hospital.

- That's right.
- 1400 Sycamore Street.

- Let's go get that
hot chocolate, pal.

- Excuse me, Captain, can
I talk to you for a minute?

Sir, we got a wrong cop
down on Polk Avenue.

And if we can get
this poor individual

to identify him in the PBA
book, we'll try to get his name.

- Earl Garrity.
- How'd you know?

- Lt. Buntz spotted
him last night.

- Captain Calletano?

- He's taking care
of it, thanks, Andy.

- Hey, Sgt. Bates!

Thank you very much for
the wonderful assignment.

- You're very welcome,
pal. Where's Seabrook?

- With the deceased.
- You call that coroner?

- Immediately.

- Detective Belker,
this is Mr. Rabinowitz.

- So, Detective Belker,
where are my diamonds?

I've been waiting
two hours already.

- What are you talking about?
I gave you your diamonds.

- Of course, you didn't give me.

Why would I be
here if you gave me?

- We had a conversation.

I handed 'em to you
right in front of your office.

- Brilliant, Detective.

In front of my office?

- Yeah.

- What did we agree
if I wasn't there?

- You were there.
- I was there?

- Yeah.
- Oy! Oy!

Maybe it was my thieving,

lying brother who was there!

- Mr. Rabinowitz,
I could be wrong,

but this sounds like a
family problem to me.

- The man steals the bread
from my children's mouth

and to you it sounds
like a family problem?

- Your brother's in
the diamond business?

- Sure!

You call the schlock Israel
Rabinowitz sells diamonds?

- I don't know, but
maybe you two could settle

this between you
on business terms.

What do you say, Mr. Rabinowitz?

You wanna give
it a try at least?

- When he laughs
in my face, what...

- Then I'll get involved.

- Please, don't
move. You stay here.

I'll go. I'll get laughed at.

Then I'll be back.

- Ow!

- It's hot, Toby.

You gotta blow on it a little.

Okay, now let's see if we
can find that police officer

who dropped you
off this morning.

- Don't tax your pace,
Robert! Mystery solved.

- You know the cop's name?
- Earl Garrity.

How's your skull there, partner?

- Okay. Will you take me home?

- Now, Toby, you sure
that you live at that address?

- 7312 Polk Avenue.

- Uh, in it or behind it?

- Behind it.

- Well, partner, how
about a hot meal first?

- Fine.
- Let's go!

Hot meal right here!
- Where?

Yeah, hot.

- Take this for me, please?

- Anyone seem suspicious?

- Maybe this one
teller. A little oriental girl.

- Orientals?

Who knows what
they're thinking, right?

- I thought maybe it was
because I was withdrawing $1,800.

You know, I don't do
that every day of the week.

You gonna mark it here?

- Yeah. We got
everything right here.

Go ahead and get
in. Watch your head.

You all right?

- Good to get in
out of the cold.

- You wanna give me that.

Okay.

See, by marking
it, we try a miscount.

We can read it
with the infrared.

- No kidding?
- Yeah.

We got the highest technology.

Course, you know,
we gotta stay current.

- Right.

- I'm out.

Mr. Jablonski, could you hand
me another one of these back there?

By the antifreeze.

- This it?
- No. It's further back.

Can you reach it?

- Yeah, I think so.
- They're switching.

- Yeah, that's the stuff.

There we go.

- It's the starter motor.

- Now when you redeposit this,

tell him you planned on
buying a vehicle or something.

- All right.
- Maintenance strikes again.

- Okay, here we are.
- Danny, we got a problem.

- Uh, Mr. Jablonski, could
you excuse me, please?

- What's going on?

- Get him out!

Get him out!

- Don't make me hurt you, Pops!

- Hey!

- You all right?

- For God's sake,
they got my dough!

- Whoever administrates
this sort of thing, that's all.

I just wanna talk to.

- Assistant Room Clerk?

How could you
live with that smell?

Why didn't you
just go in the room?

Said the guy's rents paid
up till the end of the month.

- How's your partner doing?

- Seabrook? He's
okay. I just talked to him.

- No coroner yet?
- No. He'll be all right.

He's getting his second wind.

- Thanks.
- Doctor said that's okay?

- A little coffee
and lots of cream.

- You're gonna be
around tonight, right?

- What do you mean?

- I mean, you're
gonna be at home?

- Right. Where else would I be?

- I just wanted to
make sure you're not

pulling double
shifts or something.

- Are you okay?
- Perfectly all right.

- Well, this Greenvale place
says they'll consider him

if we fill out the paperwork.

- Greenvale Hospital?
2319 Anderson Street.

- Aw, isn't this sweet?
See, now it all makes sense.

- Check out the name tag, Renko.

- Hey, you rode up with me
from Polk last night, didn't you?

- I'm afraid.

- Got a problem
there, Officer Garrity?

- No problem.

I just figured out how
I got put on report.

Einstein here
goes crying to you.

You rat to Furillo, Furillo
rats to Captain Taco.

Now you listen
to me, mush brain.

You better find an
alley to live in here.

'Cause you got zero
future at the Polk!

- Why does everybody yell at me?

- All right, now you listen
to me, Officer Garrity.

A, I did not turn you in
'cause I didn't have the chance

to do it.

And, B, you thr*aten
this man again

and I'm gonna make
your dentist real happy.

You got that?
- Hey, Garrity!

- Lt. Buntz.

- Nothin's changed, huh?
You still cuttin' corners.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- Figure you'll save 20
minutes, right, Garrity?

Why drive him all
the way to Van Buren?

Why not drop him
on the Hill, huh?

Maybe they'll stay
up there, right?

- It was you that turned me in.

- And people say you're stupid.

- Well, it was you, I
guess that puts an end to it,

huh, Lieutenant?

- Oh, you mean because of rank?

No, that doesn't happen
to be the end of it.

- Well, you transferred to
the right precinct, lieutenant.

Up with the other standup guys.

- Long as you say it walking.

- And remember what I told you!

- That was pretty
sharp there, Lieutenant.

- I'm afraid to go home now.

- No way he gets into
Greenvale at night.

- Main shelter
don't open till five.

- I get b*at up in the shelter.

- Hey, Andy, your
friend need a room?

- I don't know.
You got something?

- Well, the aroma's not
great, but the rent's paid.

- Toby, how would you like
a place to stay for a while?

- Hey, now look,
this isn't the Ritz.

There's a down side to this.

- What kind of
down side, Coffey?

- Wait a minute.

This guy ain't exactly
got a whole world

of options open to him.

Wanna take a look at it, Toby?

- Okay.
- How bad could it be?

- This is a nice place!

- Look, sir, we
know welfare's paid

for the room through the 30th.

Now we want to have that
room for our friend only for a night.

We'll get him into
Greenvale in the morning.

- Thought they had
shelters for these guys?

- Well, they do, but
this particular individual

has a problem in
a place like that.

- And even if we could
get him in there, sir,

the other guys would just
kick him out of the lines.

- You want the
door open, please?

- Did somebody make uh-oh?

- I'd really like to
help you, fellas.

But I just can't let
an unregistered guest

stay here. We got our standards.

- Oh, I can see that by
looking around here, you see.

But we have our standards
too like that red zone?

That no parking zone out there?

We been real lax on that one.

- I always try to cooperate
with law enforcement!

- Give him the key.
- Come on, Toby.

- $10 charge if you lose it.
- Let's go, buddy.

- I signed as the
witnessing officer.

- Good work, Seabrook.

Look, I'm sorry I didn't
get back sooner, but...

- No problem. It's
really kind of amazing.

After the first hour, you
hardly notice the smell.

- I'll shut that if
it gets too cold.

- Only if it gets
really cold, Toby.

- Now, look here, Toby.

Officer Hill and I are
gonna see if we can

check you into Greenvale
Hospital tomorrow.

- 2319 Anderson Street.

- That's right. 2319
Anderson Street.

- I'm hungry.
- Toby, you just ate.

- But I'm real hungry
because my head hurts.

- Toby, put your hand up
here. Put your hand up here.

Now here's $2, $1, $2, okay?

Now you go down the
stairs down to the corner.

There'll be a store there, okay?

Now, tomorrow, tomorrow,
if everything works out okay,

we'll have a social worker
come by to check up on you.

- Well, won't you check on me?
- Yeah, if I can.

- When?
- I don't know.

Whatever it is that I can...

- Look, Toby, we got other
things to do for our job.

- Because you're
policemen, right?

- That's right.
- Okay.

Then I will wait for
the social worker then.

- Okay.

- When is she coming?

- I don't know, Toby.
We'll see you, partner.

- See you.

Bye!

- What do you mean, I
can't have the money?

You guys, $1,800 I lost!
That money was authorized.

Three weeks?

Mr. Stankovitch, I can't
believe what you're telling me.

You're telling me that
the money was authorized,

but now that's it's lost, I
gotta wait three weeks.

But you can't do that!

That's my own
personal money here.

I'm telling you... you're sorry.

What the hell? You're sorry?

Hey!

- Excuse me, please.
- I can't believe this.

I can't believe this day!

-Excuse me, please. My
name is Israel Rabinowitz.

I'm the brother of
Meyer Rabinowitz.

I must see Detective Belker.

- Israel Rabinowitz?

You got my message?

- I just spoke with
my brother, Meyer.

- We'll be in
Interrogation A. This way.

- It's all true.

I took Meyer's diamonds
from you this morning.

But I already sold them
and spent the money.

- How could you do that?

- Oh, I'm a terrible
businessman.

I needed the cash.

Tell me, how long a sentence
would I get for pleading guilty?

- Hey, you can help
me a minute here!

I mean, somebody must
have made a mistake!

I got this mother of pearl
Caddy, spinach green top?

Guess what somebody by
the name of B-a-t-e-s did?

- You were parked by the pump.
- And?

I mean, am I on an
emergency call or what?

- What? Are you Dr. Plumber?

- What you got against me?

What's with this
hard guy routine?

- You said 2:00. It is
now quarter after three.

I got men in there
using the ladies room

and I got plumbing junk on
every single floor of this building!

- This is an antiquated plant.

I mean, some of these pipes

haven't been
looked at in 60 years!

Everybody's an expert.
Everybody's the plumber.

I cannot function in a
climate of negativity.

- If I rip this up, what
time are you done?

4:00, maybe 4:30.

- Is Detective Belker in?

- Wait a minute. You
were just with him.

Where'd he go?

- He must be with
my brother, Meyer.

I knew it! I know this ganif!

- Maybe you should come with me.

- Please.

- What can I tell you? I
feel like a world-class rat.

Just give me 10 days
to get my affairs in order.

Lock me up. Whatever I deserve.

- There's another
Rabinowitz, sir.

- Meyer! I knew it!

- You're not Israel?

- I am Israel and
that lying scum

since the day he was born
is my fine brother, Meyer!

- All right. He says
you stole his diamonds.

- Came here, says
he's me and say I stole!

- This morning, I said
you stole which you did!

- Here. Here are your
garbage-class diamonds!

Which I was going
over to give you

to tell you the favor I did you!

And this moronic trick
is all the gratitude I get!

- Let me see them. Let me see.

Oy! Oy!

Israel. Pathetic!
Pathetic and predictable!

He has switched
the stones on me!

I guarantee!
- Ha!

The guarantee of
Meyer Rabinowitz!

A contradiction in terms!

- Our mother should
turn over in her grave!

- Our mother who always wanted
somebody else to adopt him!

- Okay, that's it!

Your both under arrest!

- This just shows you
how nothin's ever simple.

Totally out of left field. I
totally wrote this debt off.

I put this in my
you're never gonna

collect this debt in a
million years column.

- You know something?
I just had a birthday.

- Happy birthday.
How old are you?

- I just had a birthday waiting
for you to get to the point.

- In other words, you
didn't have a birthday?

- Oh, come on.

Will you tell me what
your trying to tell me?

- Well, I'm telling you is
I get a windfall payment

on a written-off debt.

I happened to look at
the currency from which

it just been paid.

My heart sinks.
Money's been dusted.

- What's the baggie for?
- What's the baggie for?

You haven't been
watching the news.

That powder could
be a carcinogen.

What?

- What's your parole
officer's number?

- What number? What
are you talking about?

- What I'm talking about
is you're about to do a deal

and they fronted
you marked money.

You're goin' back in, Sidney.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait.

I didn't finish what
I was telling you.

- Faster, come on.

- The rest is, I actually...
Maybe an aspect of

a credit card transaction
involved in here.

I don't even remember.

- Where'd he get this?

- It's a long story, Detective.

- Which he's in the
process of making up.

- Looks like Jablonski's dough.

Yeah, talcum powder on new 20s.

Can you put us with the
guys that gave you this?

- Two Caucasian
gentlemen, middle-aged?

- Yeah, that's right.
- It's possible.

- Neal, you're up?
- Hey, you're here.

- I could have done
all of that for you.

I wish you'd let me help.

- Ooh, damn back!

- That's all right.

What you need is someone
like me to take care of you.

Everything at the
apartment's all fixed up.

And I've got us
steaks for dinner.

- Hey, look, baby.
Really, I'm dead.

I wanna go to my own
place tonight, okay?

- Okay, sure.

- Hey, come on,
Lynnetta. Leave that alone.

- Neal, what's wrong?
- I don't know.

I just...

I can take care
of my own things.

I can take care of myself.

- I know you can.
- Then let me, okay?

- Okay.

- Look, I just got
sh*t, nearly d*ed.

- I knew this was gonna happen.

Now you never wanna
see me and Kenny again.

- There you go again.

You always take
everything to extremes.

I was just planning on seeing
Kenny sometime next week.

- He loves you,
Neal. We both do.

- Then you gotta give
me some space, okay?

- Okay. Call me
when you're ready?

- Okay.

- Will you?

- Maybe I will.

Probably I will.

- 80, 85% probably.

Aren't you the one always
talking percentages, Neal?

- You know, Lynnetta, I
didn't wanna have to say

any of this today.

- Well, at least let
me take you home.

- No. Better if I take a cab.

- I heard Washington will
be back to work next week.

- Is that right? J. D. say that?

- Yeah, next week
or the week after.

He's going home tonight.
- Hey, Renko.

- What?
- You're old pal, Garrity.

- Uh-huh.

- Look at it.

- Stay with me, brother.

- Don't follow me now!

- Where you goin', Garrity?

- I just don't like
bein' followed!

Do you understand?

- Then just get back in your van

and drive on out
of this precinct.

- You giving me orders?
- Call it what you like.

But you ain't gonna drop
no more transients down here

in the Hill.

- I only take orders
from rank, not from you!

Like Captain Taco telling
me how to run the streets.

Take 'em here, take 'em there.

Spend my whole damn day
on trash with a bunch of gimps?

Now orders from a mill hick cop?

No way! Uh-uh!

Come on! End of the road!

- Don't do this, Garrity!

- Come on, get outta
here! End of the road!

Come on!

- Hey, you put 'em
back in that van, pal.

- What are you gonna
do? Twist my arm?

- Take it easy! Ease
off! That's enough!

Let go!

Let go of me!

- Don't even try it!

Ease up, Renko! He's had enough!

He's finished!

- Now you listen to me, Garrity!

I want you to take that van.

I want you to put
them people in it.

And you take 'em to a shelter!

You understand?

I want you to do it
today and every day!

'Cause I'm gonna be
checkin' up on you every day!

- Come on!

- So, here we all are.
- Here we are.

- You got the currency,
I got the plastic.

- Sounds like
everything's everything.

- Let's take 'em.

- Can we hang a
minute, Lieutenant?

I wanna build Sidney's
character a little.

- Isn't it great when
everything goes just right?

You got the money,
I got the plastic.

- Yeah, that's fabulous.

So how about let's do it, hmm?

- I'm ready when you are.

- So?

- I think I'm gonna
count the cash again.

- Think we've built
enough character, J. D.

- Hey, you don't know
this guy, Lieutenant.

He had a lot of
character to build.

- Let's take 'em, guys.

- It's all there.

But this powdery
substance on your currency

could cause suspicion
in a cautious person.

- What is it with you?
Got a problem, pal?

- Yeah.

I don't wanna get involved
with law enforcement!

- Hey, look!

- Freeze!

- Hold it!

- Remember us, fellas, huh?

We're the guys you nearly
ran down this morning.

- What is the problem, men?

- Conspiracy to commit fraud,
larceny by trick and device.

- Possession of stolen property.

- What? Possession
of stolen what?

These are the guys
with marked money!

You morons! You bat brains!

- Come on, jerk! Let's move it!

- What the hell were
you guys waiting for?

The Johnstown Flood?

- I'll take this one down
to the garden level.

Be back in about 10 minutes.

- I think you're a C-note on
account of the personal angle.

- $50 and you kick loose
after the arraignment.

- Maybe the Sarge would like
to do $50 to a small gratuity.

- Oh, yeah, probably.

- Have intake both Rabinowitzs.

If you can see your way
to a release, Detective,

Israel will return the
proper diamonds to Meyer

and Meyer will
personally apologize to you

for the false confession.

- Okay.

Let's release these two.

- God bless you, Detective.

- I'm sorry, Detective Belker,

for my kishnis.
- Don't worry, hair breaths.

Just don't get the cops
involved with this crap anymore.

- Look at that watch.

- So what? Am I supposed to
be impressed with a gold watch?

- 4:38?
- Okay. So you're done.

That's great.
- Come here a minute.

- Hey, I'm glad you're done.
But I got a ton of work here.

- Come on. Two minutes.

- Take it easy, pop.
- Oh, come on.

You gonna patronize
me some more, huh?

You think Pop can't knock
the stuffing out of you, huh?

Come on, try me. Come on!

- I need some help down
here! You just better calm down.

Or you're gonna
have an aneurysm.

- Aneurysm?

You think I'm gonna have
an aneurysm, punk, huh?

- You better get
somebody down here.

And get this guy off
me before I k*ll him!

- Oh, k*ll me, are
you? You're gonna k*ll...

- Hey! Hey! Sarge, stop!

Take it easy!
- All right, buddy, back off!

- He needs to calm down
before he pops a vessel!

- Anytime, punk. No problem.

You hear me? Anytime!

- You all right?

- Who's idea was this
undercover, anyway?

- You're in business.

When this building falls,
those pipes will be standing.

- What about the hole?

- Oh, that's for the plasterer.

Listen, take your
time calling him.

I'd like everybody to see this.

- You're real proud
of it, aren't you?

- Yeah, sure. Why
not? I'm the best.

You know what I mean?

- You know, frankly, I
would like to punch you

right in the mouth.

- Ooh, that sounds
hot. Let's go.

- So, Detective Belker,
what about our undercover?

- You got a good
case. Maybe next year.

- This morning, I
saw you eyeing some

of Meyer's stones, Detective.

If you need something, a
grateful Israel Rabinowitz

stands ready to serve.
At 20% off wholesale.

- Make sure it's the
wholesale price for glass.

- Mr. Gouger speaks.

- Whatever price
he makes, I go lower.

- Spite merchant!
- Briber!

- Sales tax evader!

Tell Detective about that one!

Not one dime in
sales tax does he pay!

- Shut up. Shut up!

Both of you! Get outta here!

I'll tell you what.

I wanna diamond, I'm gonna
go to a department store

and pay retail!

- Uh, excuse me, Lieutenant.

Group of us are goin'
over to Hanrahan's

after shift this afternoon.
You care to join us?

- Yeah. Why not?

- You know, I just figured
for me and my partner,

we really appreciate the way
you handled things this afternoon.

- Yeah, we did pretty good.
- Yeah. See you later?

- Yeah.

- That's it, brisk, bold steps.

Not overreaching
and not falling back.

A synchronous gait that
unites man and doggie

in an orderly unit of motion.

Good, good, very good.

And now stop.

You all did well,
extremely well.

Now let them know it.

Let them feel your affection.

That's right, that's right.

Pat them with good,
firm hands, yes?

Yes, that's what
they want to feel.

Well, Lieutenant Hunter,
you seemed very much

in tune with your animal.

- Well, thank you.

The Emperor Lao Tzu
has been working very hard.

And, of course, we'll
continue the classes.

- Oh, then you weren't bored.

I was so worried that I would
fall short of your standards.

- Oh, no, no.

On the contrary, you
radiate a certain energy

that I haven't felt
since I was in OCS.

- I can't tell you what
your praise means to me.

Well, when I thought of teaching
obedience to a man of your own

remarkable
background, I must admit

that I was a tiny
bit, well, uncertain.

- Miss Ashton-Wilkes, I
promise you that you possess

that ephemeral quality
that one rarely encounters

outside the sphere
of martial command.

- Oh! To hear that from you...

- Well, I meant it.

- Well, I...

I mustn't neglect the others.

- He's very good. Very.

- Hi.
- Hi.

See, you should have
waited downstairs.

- No, it's nothing.
It's not heavy.

- No, I should be carrying this.

- It's light!

- Um, I want you to
sit down for a second.

- Just let me unpack.

- Now this will
just take a minute.

Come on.

- Will you let me
take off my coat?

- Sit.

- All right, what?

- I think the reason
I been so worried

is because we're
doing everything...

I don't know.

We're not doing
things in the right order.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- Okay.

You and me, we live together.
Now we're gonna have a baby.

And that's just not doing
things in the right order.

Here.

I stopped by Hoyle's
on my way home.

What do you think?

- It's beautiful.

- I don't mean about that.

What do you think
about the big thing?

- The big thing?

You mean, about
us getting married?

- I didn't wanna
ask you that way.

I wanted to do it this way.

I think we should be married.

- Why didn't you come up, Ray?

- I wanted to talk out
here. Could we walk?

My car is up the block.

- What's up?

- I'm thinking of
resigning, Frank.

- Why?

- Because for all
my good intentions,

I simply am not good enough.
I misjudge, I lose respect.

- It's a little soon.

- And I am so naive
to request deliveries

to a shelter two precincts away

And not to expect any
problems from the men?

- Why did you?

- Obviously, for the
homeless on the streets.

With the cold weather,

with the increase in
the mental hospitals.

Naive!

- You're upset, Ray.

And you're lacerating yourself.

But, really, it's too
early for us to know

if you're made for the job.

What did you do with Garrity?

- Border rights,
insubordination,

neglect of duty.

- Sounds in the ballpark to me.

Everything you're
telling me about

your command sounds reasonable.

- Really?
- Really.

Your late shelter deliveries
are a first-rate idea.

I may try them myself.

- Also, I like to
apologize for this morning.

- Ray, you're too
hard on yourself.

- In truth, I always model
myself after you totally.

I hold myself to your standards.

- Well, I've sure made
plenty of mistakes.

And I haven't quit yet.

- Thank you. I understand.

- Goodnight, Ray.

- Thought 301 d*ed.
- It's a new occupant.

- Manager!

- I told you, there
was no answer.

Will you just open
up the door, please?

- You sure this is
police business?

- Yes.

- He's probably walking
around out there someplace.

- I'm just worried something
might have happened to him.

The only store I
sent him to is closed.

- Don't worry
about him, officer.

God always takes
care of that kind.

- He's sure doing a
good job with Toby.
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