Deadly Hero (1975) - full transcript
When disturbed New York City (NYPD) cop Lacy rescues Sally, a beautiful cellist, from deranged crook Rabbit by shooting Rabbit in cold blood, he sets off a spark of publicity that brands him the city's hero.
- My brother
knights of Columbus.
My brother Knights of Columbus,
honorable members of
the Legion of Mary,
ladies and gentlemen.
We are all troubled
by these times
that we're living in.
My brother knights of Columbus,
venerated fathers,
beloved sisters,
my fellow Catholics.
These times have
troubled all of us.
Eh.
(tense music)
Monsignor Burke, my
fellow Catholics,
friends, neighbors,
these are troubled times.
Pshhew!
(upbeat music)
(siren sounding)
- Hey listen.
What's this about you
getting into politics?
- Relax, I cleared it
with the inspector.
- Ha, clear shmear.
They busted you from
detective to patrolman.
The next slot for
you is janitor.
Well, well, well looky here.
- That stupid crack.
I told her to stay
out of my sector.
I'm gonna bust her two bit butt.
Okay on the wall, you punk!
Fight the bridge, wash and wear.
- Get off!
- Against the wall!
- Come on drop the job.
On the wall.
Spread them sweetheart!
Come on spread it!
Mary, I am gonna
bust your balls.
- Police brutality!
- Shut your hole, girly!
(hissing)
(rock music)
(ripping)
- Shit!
(laughing)
(chattering)
- Come on here, goddamit.
Oh Alice, get out of here.
Come back, come back you.
- [Man] Come on man
where'd this go?
Hold her hair.
(chattering)
- Sally, darling, thank God.
- What's up?
- Well I got a problem.
Little but important
tiny problem.
- Okay shoot.
- Okay now you know that part,
listen, you promise you
won't be angry at me?
You promise?
- Come on, cough it up
Victor, I gotta get dressed.
- Okay look, it's Press
Lipino's idea, not mine.
- Okay, okay.
- Okay now you know
the parts that,
the three muses
adagio, that part?
- Yeah?
- Well it, he wants a,
he said he wanted more
laughter, more gaiety,
more effervessence,
you know what I mean?
I mean it's a big moment there.
(humming)
- Hey, honey now have you
been smiling at everybody?
Give everybody nice smiles?
Good.
Couldn't you have done
something with her hair?
- I'll fix it, I'll fix it.
- Now you're gonna
meet a nice man
and I want you to
smile nicely for you.
And if he kisses
you I don't want you
to make a bad face, all right?
- All right.
- Okay.
Mr. Reilly?
Mr. Reilly?
Ed Lacy.
I'm the master of ceremonies.
- Oh, right, right.
- This is my family.
This is my wife Ellen.
- Nice to meet you.
- And Susan, this is Susan.
- Susan, how are you sweetheart?
- The whole thing
organized because,
- Mr. Reilly, excuse me.
We would have had a big crowd
but you know our mimeographing
machine broke down.
- It's good enough, good enough.
- So we couldn't
get the word out.
- Hey, I think they're ready.
- Okay.
I'm gonna introduce you.
- Okay, good, good.
(crowd humming)
(crowd cheering)
- Ladies and gentlemen.
First let me tell you
that I'm really honored
that my brother
knights of Columbus
chose me for this honor.
You know I'm not talking
to you today as a cop.
I'm just one of your neighbors.
- All right, and
keep my car nearby.
We gotta scoot out of here fast.
- And Father Brady, I
confessed my first sin to you.
- And God knows
how many more sins.
(crowd laughing)
- [Man] Not at all!
Get out there, Debbie!
- Okay, look.
Look, you all know me, right?
Well I say something has
to be done about our city.
'Cause we took what is,
we lost our city, right?
Well today you're
gonna meet the man
that could win it back for us!
Without any malarky, right
here and now on this stage,
the next mayor of New York City,
one of our own, Kevin
"Enough is Enough" Reilly!
(cheering)
(singing and cheering)
(crowd clapping)
(crowd chattering)
- Do me a favor will you?
Look in the box
right over there.
- There's nothing
over there, man.
- Blue Boy and Ultravelvet.
- No, you got the wrong scene.
- Just take a look, please.
- I beg your pardon.
- Oh the pleasure was all mine.
- [Blue Boy] Take a look
in that box for me, please?
- Sir.
Sir.
Excuse me.
Reservations for
Ambassador Shazam.
- Yes sir.
- Thank you.
(speaking in foreign language)
Excuse me please.
- Oh yes, of course.
- Five minutes please.
- Excuse me.
- [Woman] Five minutes please.
- Now's to half.
And out.
Cue one.
- [Man] Places, places.
(crowd applauding)
(energetic music)
- Feeling you know
official shit, man.
Hey well looky here Cleo man,
we got us a regular
Roy Rogers! (laughing)
Hey, looky here, officer.
You's out of uniform
because the regulation
2679-32 said that the
police is supposed
to wear his gun on the
side, not in the front!
- What do we owe you?
- 1.27, 1.27.
But for you guys, it's $2.00.
- [Man] Would you hold this?
The brothers will quick draw
your ass, you understand?
- Here's your 27 cents.
(coins clacking)
- Thanks for the tip, man.
- What you gonna do, baby?
You gonna be here in the
ghetto out of uniform,
you and your down on--
- Hey, hey.
- What?
- Make you happy?
(light music)
(tense percussive music)
- Don't ask me a thing.
You cry, you die, right?
My intentions here are
perfectly honorable.
Dig?
Dig?
Right now, I'll
take my hand down
and you open the door.
Don't blow it.
(dog barking)
- Shh, it's Sally!
(keys clinking)
- Open it.
On the floor.
- Whatever you want,
please, take it.
Please just don't hurt me.
Um, there's a typewriter
in the closet over there.
- Fuck do you think I am?
Hmm?
Red ball express or something?
(gasping)
- [Sally] I don't
think anything.
Just take anything
you want and go.
- Shazam goes when he goes.
(light percussive music)
You be cool, dig?
- [Sally] Yeah.
(tense percussive music)
- [Rabbit] Hey!
This your stash?
- If you mean drugs,
I don't use them.
- [Rabbit] No anxieties,
backaches, huh?
Nasty numbless pains,
the pleasures thereto?
- Will you just take
what you want and go?
- Hold it!
How green was my valium?
I could feel the lying, Sally.
- I wasn't lying, I
forgot they were there.
- Sally.
Sally.
Well, these are troubled times.
Sally, Sally.
Have you moved in my absence?
Do you dig Elizabethan justice?
(shattering)
(tense music)
- [Sally] Stop, I
don't have any money!
(shattering)
I don't know what
you're looking for.
I have nothing here!
- Oh yeah?
Well this crib ain't no
poverty pocket, baby.
Okay, we'll do it the
hard way then, Sally.
Where's your telephone book?
- [Sally] It's
under the telephone.
- I mean your personal
telephone book.
- [Sally] I don't have one.
- Everyone has one.
(crashing)
- Oh!
You son of a bitch!
If I had a gun I'd blow
your goddamn head off!
- [Rabbit] Shh.
The fuck you think I am?
A nose dripping
strung out junkie?
Where's the book, Sally?
- [Sally] It's in
the desk drawer.
- It says here
Miss Deveraux, former Navy brat
is the daughter of Admiral,
Mrs. John Deveraux of Boston.
- Oh my god.
- That's right, Sally.
Fame is the meat dead men eat.
- What are you gonna do?
- Well if you can up the ankle
you can up the bread, right?
- Look, he's an old man,
he's got a heart condition.
You call him, you'll kill him!
- Shit. (chuckling)
He's an Admiral, he's
probably killed more dudes
than I have.
- I'll give you anything
you want, anything.
(car honking in distance)
(classical music)
- Beauty is to me
is those Nicean box of yore
that gently bore a perfume sea.
The weary way worn wanderer bore
some far and distant
gentle shore.
(phone ringing)
Okay.
You get the Admiral
on the phone,
and I'll do the talking.
- Hello, Sally.
This is Edna.
I hope I'm not too late.
- Get rid of her.
- Well I was just going to bed.
- Oh no, I won't keep you
but I just read your review
and it's so fabulous!
- It's lousy isn't it?
They really murdered us.
- [Edna] Are you
talking about the Time?
- If anyone can kill
a show, they can.
- [Edna] But frankly,
this review is--
- May I call you
tomorrow, Mrs. Broderick,
I'm really very tired then.
- Mrs?
Mrs. Broderick?
But she hasn't called
me that for years.
Mrs. Brod?
If that's a bad
review, I read it.
- Sally.
You know,
I'm real proud of you.
- If you're gonna screw
me, take off the ropes.
- Why, Sally, Sally
I hardly even know you.
(phone ringing)
- Hello?
- [Woman] Is this the party
calling Admiral Deveraux?
- Why yes, it is, ma'am.
- [Woman] Your
party's on the line.
- Um...
Would you hold on
just a minute please?
- [Woman] Admiral Deveraux,
your party's on the line.
- Now dig,
if you loves your daddy,
be cool and straight
and I'll handle the
business, you dig?
(phone ringing)
- [Man] Sergeant Burns.
- Hello there.
I am, I really don't
like bother you,
- [Burns] What's
your address, lady?
- My address?
Oh it's 48 West 88th street.
- [Admiral] Tell me
anything, Sally, anything.
Put him on, let me talk to him.
- Well oh, hello there Admiral.
- I think there is
a robbery next door.
- Okay lady, just sit tight.
We'll send somebody
there in a minute.
- Hey, hey, hey hold it, sucker.
Hey wait, hey.
Listen you save this shit
for the swabbies, Admiral.
As they say, sailor, your
position is untenable.
- [Admiral] I didn't
mean it that way.
I want this thing resolved!
- All right.
Western Union.
Broadway, 22nd street.
New York, New York.
You got that?
- [Admiral] Yes.
- Money order.
Payable to Sally Deveraux.
Amount, $10,000.
- [Admiral] I can't get
that amount of money
this time of night.
- Yeah?
Well I have a lot of
confidence in you, Admiral.
- [Admiral] Look, that's
totally impossible.
- You got two hours.
- [Admiral] Wait a
minute, I can't do it.
♪ Anchors away, my lad
- You son of a bitch.
(light piano music)
- [Man On Radio]
Investigate possible 1031,
address 48 West 88th street,
plain as walk street, over.
- Don't use a siren.
- Right.
- Feel better?
- Than what?
- Get your coat
on, we're moving.
- Why?
- In case the Admiral
blows battle stations.
- Where are you taking me?
- Hmm, 42nd street.
You digs, lady?
- Yeah.
But I have to pee.
- Go pee.
Mmm.
(percussive music)
- Take it easy cowboy,
it might just be
a family fight.
- [Rabbit] You know, I really
kind of dug the Admiral.
Then I told do.
- You'll find out
if you mess this up.
- Last thing I messed up, Sally
was my woman's face.
Come on, shake your ass.
- Can't you wait a minute?
I'm nervous.
- Is that where they are?
- Good evening.
This is Dright
Reverend Rabbit Shazam
of Liberia speaking to you
from the tip tap top
of the Alton Hotel
in Choll Youth.
I ain't gonna tell
you again, Sally.
- Coming, coming.
- Billings, take the back.
Now hold your flash,
just sit tight.
(phone ringing)
- [Burns] Sergeant Burns.
- 2-4 John here.
I'm at 1031 in progress,
we're gonna need some backup.
Perpetrator's on the premises.
Look, I'm gonna need your help.
- You're crazy, you
know that, don't you?
- No.
- Look, why are you doing this?
- Because I dig adventure.
- The thing is to be calm.
Just be natural, tell
her there's a gas leak,
there's phone trouble,
anything you know.
- Ha, hold, pig!
You move and I'll open her.
- Nobody's moving.
Easy, fella.
- Shut up!
- It's no sweat.
No sweat, take it easy.
- Put your piece on the floor,
slide it over with your foot.
- No problem.
Give me a second.
- Slow.
- My partner's back there.
- Piece on the floor,
man, put it on the floor.
- Please put it down!
- Just drop the blade.
You got nothing but
a bullshit burglary,
my word on that.
- Now slide it over,
man, slide it over!
- My mother's grave.
- Fuck your mama!
- I'll see you and raise you.
(siren sounding)
- Oh shit.
(chuckling)
- Okay spread your legs, sammy!
Come on, get up on your toes!
Come on.
- Easy there, Jim.
(gun firing)
(Sally screaming)
(screaming)
(crashing)
(shouting over each other)
(siren sounding)
- Jesus fucking tornado.
- The man couldn't
make it in this way.
He was not a nice person, kid.
- What's your story, doc?
- Two in, two out.
DOA right away.
All right, you need me any more?
- No, no, thank you very much.
I'm sorry about the hour.
Good night doctor.
- He's standing about here.
- Where you're standing?
- No, where you're standing.
He came at me with the blade.
- What hand was the blade in?
- It was in his right hand.
The guy's right hand.
- But you see, the review
in the New York Times
actually is marvelous.
- Yeah.
- Then I knew
something was fishy.
- All right, where'd
you get the paper?
- From the newsstand about 1:30.
- Do you feel like talking?
- No.
- You're gonna have to
talk to us eventually.
You don't have to do it now.
You take your time, get
yourself together, okay?
Okay.
- Ready?
- Hey watch your back,
Mose, some of us here.
Jesus, he's big isn't he.
Let's go.
- How you feeling?
You okay?
- What the hell were you
doing out in that garden,
pulling your pudding?
- I was doing what you told me.
- He almost sliced that broad,
he could have got me
for Christ's sake.
- You told me to sit
tight and hold my flash.
- Hold your flash, you
couldn't find your pecker
with a floodlight.
- Okay.
- The bastard bought what
he got, you understand?
You understand?
Now I gotta go down and
sing hearts and flowers
with some candy
ass Harvard mother
from the DA's office.
- [Billings] Relax, huh?
- Yeah, yeah sure.
Relax, relax.
(shattering)
Gimme some gum.
- Dan, I'll be out tomorrow
too, you dirty rat.
- Buckley, the DA is here.
- Who's he with?
- The old broad,
he wants our necks.
- Speaking of that, what was it
that made you first suspicious?
- The man himself.
- [Detective] Why?
- Well.
I didn't like his looks.
Simple as that.
- Here's your dad.
- Thanks.
Daddy?
- She ready yet?
- Would you give her
a chance to breathe?
- Give us a break, will you?
- Mr. Touchy, sheesh.
- You know maybe she
pulled him off the street.
- Oh Boone, you
gotta be kidding.
- Why not?
- Oh buddy, that's class.
Class is class.
- Class is class.
Ass is ass.
- Forget it.
- Do I have to?
- Let me go get her
a cup of coffee.
- What you wanna do, kill her?
It's our only witness.
- When the assailant
brought Miss Deveraux out,
was Officer Lacy
nervous in any way?
- I don't know, he
shoved me from my door
and I was hiding.
- One mechanical dog.
One, two, three, four, five
electric pam exes.
- Check.
- One switchblade.
- Check.
- And one fake hand grenade.
- You sure?
- You too, dad, bye bye.
- Coffee?
- Thank you.
- Your district attorney
will be talking to you
in just a few minutes.
Meanwhile just make
yourself at home.
Look, I understand how you feel.
My little girl was
raped last year.
- I'm sorry.
- Believe me, life goes on.
- What happens now?
- In what sense?
- The man at my apartment.
- Oh he's on ice by now.
You know him well?
- No.
I never even saw him before.
- Well you seem so concerned.
- It's just hard
to believe that--
- Believe me, you'd be dead too
if it wasn't for Officer Lacy.
- Anyway Miss Deveraux
would you like to wait
out in the hall now?
The DA will be
ready in a moment.
Just take a seat
right out there.
Do your rape number?
- Ah, screw you.
- Sherlock trying to
trip with the policeman
in this station.
Yeah and I'm gonna tell
every fucking thing too,
how you like that, you
stinking dirty rat you?
I'ma tell your mama
the next time too.
Ooh child, what
are you doing here
looking all terrible
and haggard?
- I'm a witness.
- A witness my you know what.
What kind of witness are you?
I want out of this place.
I'm going to court and I'm
going to tell everybody.
I had a trick named
Rick and he turned out
to be a dick, how you like that?
Yeah, go to hell.
Yeah, you don't like
that too much do you?
Haggard looking thing,
you stinking copper you.
Get off of me,
don't even touch me!
I don't even want
you touching me!
- How you feeling?
- I'm all right.
- How's your pop?
- He's okay.
- That's good.
All right I got a
little paperwork to do.
If you need me I'll be
right down the hall, okay?
- Okay.
Mr. Lacy?
- Yeah?
- Wasn't there any
other way at all?
- Yeah, he could
have killed you.
He could have killed my partner
and he could have killed me
before they brought him down.
- I don't know how to say it.
I wanna thank you
for saving my life.
- Now then, he pulled
you toward the door,
is that correct?
- Yeah.
- Officer Lacy then ordered
him to release you, right?
- Yes.
- Then what happened?
- I fell to the floor.
I was hysterical.
- But what did you see?
- I can't remember.
I was crying.
I was just glad to be alive.
- Look, Captain.
Let me run it for you right?
I maneuvered the assailant
up against the wall,
I told him to drop his blade.
- And?
- Well he started to but then
for some reason the
mutt lunged at me.
- Why was that, Lacy?
- I'm no soothsayer,
Captain, I'm a cop.
- And as a cop you thought
your life was in danger.
- Right, right, there
was no doubt about it.
It was his ass or mine.
- So you fired at him.
- Right, I got off
two rounds frontal
from about three feet.
- [Sally] So he released me.
- And you fell to the floor.
- [Sally] Yes.
- And your assailant turned
on the officer with a knife?
Your assailant, he
turned on the officer
with a knife, right?
- [Sally] I think so.
I don't know.
- What do you mean
you don't know?
- [Sally] I can't remember.
- Now, from the
shots, slow motion.
- Well the victim was
hysterical, she passed out.
The assailant fell on top of her
so I lift him up,
grabbed him off
and that's when the
backup units came in.
- Okay.
- I know this has been a
strain on you Miss Deveraux.
Thanks for your cooperation.
We'll be in touch.
- I think I owe all of
you the thanks, Mr. West.
Good night.
- Hey Ed.
Don't let those
bums get you down.
Have a swig, here.
- Thanks.
(door creaking)
- Miss Deveraux, can I
give you a lift home?
- Uh no thanks, no
problems there Mr. Lacy.
I'll get a cab.
- Never let it be written
in the big book upstairs
that Ed Lacy left a lady
stranded in the wee hours
of the morning.
Here's my chariot right here.
No, no, this way, come on.
Service with a smile.
(car starting)
You know, I got a
lot of admiration for
you, Ms. Deveraux.
- How's that?
- Well you might think I'm
just talking about courage
but that's nothing to
be sneezed at of course.
- Well what are
you talking about?
- Well, what I admire
about you is your mind,
your accomplishments.
See two things that I appreciate
more than anything else
in the world are mind
and accomplishments.
Hey look, see this brownstone
building right here,
see that one right there.
That's where they got
that cop last month.
Remember reading about
it in the papers?
They got this cop,
they chopped him up
in little pieces, put
him in plastic bags
and spread him out in garbage
cans all over the city.
Happened right there
in that brownstone.
What was I talking about?
You know, uh,
I realize that
you're kind of upset
about that fellow.
But I gave him every chance
and you know it, right?
When you're looking at me,
you're not just looking
at Ed Lacy the cop,
you're looking at society.
See I represent society.
So when that guy goes against me
he's going against
everybody, understand?
- Poor.
- You know what
it would have cost
to bring that dude to trial?
- I don't think in those terms.
- Oh no, no, of course not.
Neither do I, I mean it's a
human life at stake, right?
Yeah.
But it's a good thing your
case never went to trial.
If your rape case
ever went to trial,
those civil liberty lawyers
would have had it look
like you were
hustling that dude.
- I wasn't raped.
- Yeah, but you could have been.
- This is my house, Mr. Lacy.
- Oh yeah.
Let me tell you something.
You and me, we're lucky
to be sitting here
right now, you know.
I mean, that black dude
could have got both of us.
- Yes that's right and you
have my profound thanks.
Good night.
- I'll see you in.
Say, Miss Deveraux, now look
this is strictly on
the up and up, okay?
Can you and me maybe have
coffee together sometime?
- Uh maybe we can, we'll see.
Good night, Mr. Lacy.
- Good night, Miss Deveraux.
(car starting)
(somber jazz music)
- Hey Hunter, I still
need the addresses
for those chicks in the second.
- [Man] Well how do you like it?
- You don't think it
makes me look too liberal?
- I gave Buckley
the same haircut.
- It's perfect.
It's just the right combination
of old guard establishment
with a smidgen
of youth appeal.
- How about some crayon,
maybe we can fool
some of the people.
How do you like it, Mary Lou?
- Where are we going for lunch?
- And now for the good news.
- Oh.
Find him.
(classical music)
- [Rabbit] Good evening.
This is Dwight Reverend
Rabbit Shazam of Liberia
speaking to you
from the tip tap top
of the Alton Hotel in--
- Gonna claim him?
- Mrs. Lacy, okay now
what we're gonna do
is in a few minutes the
technicians will come in.
They're all set up outside
and we'll go out on the porch
and your daddy'll be introduced
and everything will be okay.
- Where's the kid?
Okay I'm depending
on you, all right?
(chattering)
- What should I do
with all these posters?
I can't handle them.
- I think he's nervous.
You better talk to him.
- Fine.
Hey, here he is.
- Hey Mr. Reilly, I
can't go out there,
I got nothing to say.
What am I gonna say?
- It's okay, it's okay.
Now you listen to me.
- I'll talk to you.
- You just say what you feel.
That's good enough for us.
Come on, come on.
Let him wait a while.
Because when we step
through that door,
it's you and me together.
Right down the line
of Gracy Mansion.
- What do you mean?
- I mean every time
I'm up on a platform
from here on in, I want
you up there with me.
- I can't do that, I'm a cop.
- Take a leave of absence.
Starting tonight,
you're on our team.
- I don't know, I'm gonna
have to think about that.
- All right, all
right think about it.
Just remember one thing.
That door is your future.
- [Man] Ready, Mr. Reilly.
- Okay.
Come on, let's go.
Hey.
- Hey Mr. Reilly, should
I have my uniform on?
(shouting over each other)
- Oh you have a
beautiful Irish face,
you can go out
there and make it.
You're behind me.
Okay here we go, here we go.
Mrs. Lacy, you look marvelous.
- In our continuing coverage
of the mayoralty race,
we have come to this modest
All-American neighborhood
in this simple location to
talk to one of the candidates,
Mr. Kevin "Enough
is Enough" Reilly.
Mr. Reilly, could
you tell us sir
some of your immediate plans?
- You bet.
If I'm elected, heroes
like officer Edward Lacy
will not only be
guarding our homes,
our sidewalks, our
businesses and our lives,
they will be placed
in key positions
in the higher echelons
of our city government.
On that I give you my word!
(crowd cheering)
- [Reporter] Thanks
very much, Mr. Reilly.
Now back to mystery.
(clapping)
- Do you know who
you're looking at?
- [Woman] Who?
- You are looking at
Edward Aloysious Lacy
who is in a key position
on higher echelons
of New York City, the greatest
city in the entire world!
- Is that so?
- That's right, let's
hear you say it.
- You are the most
beautiful key position
in the higher echelon
of New York City.
- Say it again!
- You are the most
beautiful higher echelon
in the key points
of New York city!
- Come on, get it right.
- You are the most beautiful
key position in the higher
echelons of New York.
You see, I said it right.
- Dismissed.
- Uh, miss.
- I'd like to make a
change of statement.
Could I see Detective
Baker or Buckley please?
- What is this in reference to?
- Could I tell them?
- What is your name?
- Miss Deveraux,
D-E-V-E-R-A-U-X.
- Okay Miss Deveraux,
have a seat.
(phone ringing)
- Phone's ringing.
- Yeah I hear.
- The phone's ringing!
- You're up.
- Hey you got new huh?
- Never had.
- Never will.
201 squad, Detective Baker.
- [Man] Hello darling.
- Hello, sweetheart.
- We have a Miss Deveraux
out here with a new song.
- Jesus well gloriaskey,
we're on our way.
What's that?
What happened?
- You don't believe
the shot this guy just,
he hit--
- Will you tell
me what happened?
- This guy behind him fell down
and four guys--
- Christ, there
goes my lunch money.
Hey buddy where's
my, hey hey hey.
Miss Deveraux, Miss Deveraux
has second thoughts.
- You don't say.
- Mhmm, good partner or bad?
- There's not a bad
bone in my body.
I will be so happy
to go downstairs
and talk to that
goddamn pain in the ass
Jesus Christ, why don't she
go bother somebody else?
- Who was that?
- Hey, Miss Deveraux.
How are you?
How's that cello of yours?
- It'll survive, I think.
- Oh I'm glad to hear that.
Hey, I forgot to
mention it last night.
Do you know that my little
girl plays the cello?
- The one that was raped?
- No, the other one.
You have quite a memory.
- That's really why I'm here.
- You haven't got another
homicide for us, have you?
- I didn't have the last one.
- What's the problem?
- I'd like to make a
change of statement.
- Okay, just follow me.
Coffee, Coke, Juicy Fruits.
- I'm saying that he didn't
have a knife in his hand
when officer Lacy shot him.
- I want you to be very,
very careful Miss Deveraux.
(phone ringing)
What you're saying could
ruin a fine man's career.
It could send him away
for a long long time.
- Well I'm only
telling the truth.
- And what's that, Officer
Lacy shot him in cold blood?
- I don't know what his duty was
under the circumstances.
I just know what I saw.
- Right, thank you very much.
Have a good day, Miss Deveraux.
- Is that all?
- What do you
want, a brass band?
- Well what about the
District Attorney?
- I'll pass the information
on to the District Attorney
and thank you very
much Miss Deveraux.
You think she's
telling the truth?
- Goddamit.
If it was anybody
but Lacy, I'd say no.
- Guess you're right.
(shouting and chanting)
- Hey, hey listen quiet down.
- Oh no here's to
the coordinator
of the police public affairs!
(cheering)
- [Man] You're really a positive
to our precinct, right?!
(cheering)
- Now that he's a big man,
you're gonna be needing
some bad clothes.
- You queen, I'm
gonna wear yours!
(laughing)
Hey listen, now wait a minute,
wait a minute, seriously.
I wanna make a speech.
No, no, look I'm the
host, I bought the drinks,
I get to make the speech.
- [Man] Right let
him make a speech!
- Now look.
I want you all to know that
the big guy wants me, right?
And I'm his man.
The die is cast and I
just want you to know
without any crying on my beat
that I love you guys.
(guys cheering)
Now come on, okay,
now seriously!
I want you to know that
no matter how high I go
Ed Lacy's door is always
open to his old pals.
- [Man] Ah, god bless ya!
(guys cheering)
- Billings!
You psalm singing
son of a bitch!
Hey lady, bring my lady friend
an Irish beer, will you?
Everybody's Irish today.
(cheering)
- Ed, I gotta talk to you.
- Yeah, sure you can talk to me.
You can talk.
Official state business.
(guys oohing)
Let me tell you something.
My first official act
in the upper echelon
is gonna be to make
you an Irish cop.
- My mother wouldn't like that.
- As a matter of fact,
I'll make you a member
of the Hyperions.
And if you learn to tell
your pistol from your peter
I'll make your membership fan.
- Ed!
Deveraux old girl
came back today.
She changed her statement.
- Ah yeah, what'd she say?
- She said you
blew that guy away.
- Jesus that fucking broad.
I should have solved it
with that goddamn nigger.
- Come on, come on
I'll buy you a drink.
Come on, come on,
it's all right.
Come on, come on.
(upbeat music)
(crowd applauding)
- Hey listen, I loved the show.
No kidding, it was great.
And you were out of
this world, terrific.
- [Sally] Thank you very much.
- You know, that's the best show
since "Oklahoma" in my book.
- [Sally] I only hope
it runs half as long.
- You don't have to
worry about a thing.
- Here we go.
Bourbon and rocks for the law
and a boilermaker for the lady.
- Thanks, Annie.
- Thank you.
- How you been, Ed?
- I'm still living.
- [Annie] Who's your friend
and where's your wife?
- [Ed] The who is Miss Beveraux.
The where is at home
where she belongs.
(laughing)
- Oh this Irishman's
always got an answer.
Always.
- I can see that.
- Well my beautiful
weight watching butt
wouldn't be here right
now if he didn't.
- Come on Annie, get
in the wind, will you?
- Oh, you hear
that, he's bashful.
- You want me to slap
an after hours on you?
- [Annie] Listen here.
Honey this buzz out
here saved my life.
- Just ignore her,
she'll go away.
- No I wanna hear.
- I got a flippo in here
about five years back,
cuts up one of my waitresses
with a butcher knife.
Hamburger.
So little boy blue here
comes through that door,
he tells the flipper he
goes "Drop that knife!"
Blue boy charged and flippo
Gets off five rounds
before he takes the knife
right in the chest.
- Come on Annie now
get out of here.
Scram, I mean it!
- Christ!
I hate modesty.
Get him to show you
his scar, honey.
- [Ed] Boy, what a character.
- So that's why we came here.
What are you trying to tell me?
- Look.
I got 18 years on the force.
I got six commendations
for bravery.
- [Sally] I'm sure you have.
- And when now I
need violin music
I got a wife and kid at home.
And in two years I can retire.
- I hope you do, I mean that.
- Then listen to me.
Please, you must have seen
that fella had a knife
in his hand when I shot him.
- No I didn't see that.
- Do you realize
I saved your life?
- If you'll excuse
me now I have to go.
- All I want for you
to do is think it over.
Now you do that
for anybody, right?
- Good night, Mr. Lacy.
- I'm 40 years old,
for Christ's sake!
Let me buy you a
drink, eh Annie?
- [Sally] This
isn't easy for me.
Officer Lacy saved my life
but I know the man
is a psychopath.
- So now you're a
psychiatrist, Miss Deveraux?
- No.
But as I told you
the other night
I was in the car with him and,
why are you making
this tough for me?
- Because you made
it tough for me.
The other night you
were hysterical.
- Well I'm not hysterical now
and I know that man didn't
have a knife in his hand.
- I wanna warn
you Miss Deveraux,
the other side of
truth is perjury.
- I'll take my chances.
- So will I.
That's why I called you in.
Get Captain Stark on the line.
- You nasty pig!
- Bang, bang!
Slow, slow.
Is that right?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
- Now aside from the
abrasions on the knees
where he hit the floor,
he has a massive contusion
on the right buttock
and a small chip at
the upper left femur.
- Could that have
happened when he fell?
- That's not very likely.
- Where you been?
- I got hung up.
Why, what's your rush?
- I'm supposed to leave
the precinct at 11:30,
be on time.
- Well thanks for
letting me know, fellas,
believe me, I'm grateful.
- Anytime.
- It's good to know
you're behind me.
Have some coffee
before you leave.
(phone ringing)
Oh boy.
Cut him loose.
(radio chatter)
- Ed?
- What?
- I got something
to tell you, Ed.
Now don't flip out, all right?
The Bobbsey twins
flagged me down.
- You been exposing
yourself again?
- This is serious, Ed.
It's the Deveraux thing.
- [Ed] What'd they
want from you?
- They wanted to know
where the blade was
when I came into the hall.
- Mother fuckers!
(siren sounding)
(tires screeching)
You ain't taking
this thing seriously?
- I have to.
- That dizzy snatch over me?
- That's not the point.
- You're gonna blow my
job over a fucking nigger?
- Look, the broad keeps
changing her story.
What am I supposed to do?
- You're supposed to
shovel some shit on
and start whistling Dixie
just like I'd do for you!
- Look Ed, it's too
much heat on this,
there's no way!
(banging)
(kids chattering)
- Okay, wonderful
you've all advanced
to the third grade.
(kids cheering)
Now let's clap our
hands and count to four.
We'll count at the same time.
- [Everyone] One,
two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
- Right, you do that while
I play on the cello, right?
And, one two three four
one two three four.
Okay, terrific.
Now we're gonna do our song.
(kids booing)
All right, look.
We're gonna do the
song in quarter notes.
Old Macdonalds farm.
I count and you do
the words, okay?
Here we go.
And one, two, three, four.
♪ Had a farm
♪ E-I-E-I-O
♪ And on the farm
he had a squash ♪
♪ E-I-E-I-O
♪ With a squash squash here
♪ And a squash squash there
♪ Here a squash there a squash
♪ Everywhere a squash squash
♪ Old Macdonald had a farm
♪ E-I-E-I-O
- Fine, boys and girls.
Why don't we have an
early lesson this week
and I'll see you
all next week, okay?
(kids cheering)
Don't run.
(tense music)
(clanging)
- Sorry ma'am,
just finishing up.
(tense music)
(car honking)
- What are you doing here?
- I thought you were
gonna think about it.
- I did.
- Sally.
Sometimes I worry about you.
- Well don't, I can
take care of myself.
- You didn't do so hot in
that hallway if you remember.
- Neither did you.
- Sally.
Gotcha.
- Are you threatening me?
- That time it was
just for funsies.
- Oh no.
This time it's for
keepsies, Mr. Lacy.
Then I'm gonna do
what I have to do.
(chill music)
- Give it to me straight.
What do you want me to do?
- Take a vacation, Ed.
- I ain't tired.
- Go sick.
- Never felt better in my life.
- I got no choice, Ed.
- Negative.
- It's an order Ed, you
take your vacation now.
- Negative!
- All right, give
me your weapon.
You're suspended.
- You want my piece?
You want my piece?
Okay then you take it all.
So much for bravery.
- On to the shore.
- Above and beyond.
- Get some air, Ed.
- 18 goddamn years!
- Get the family.
- You want my piece?
- Relax.
- I'll give it to you.
Six slugs, Captain.
Five for you and one
for that lying bitch!
- Do a little fishing.
- You want my piece?
Well take my piece and
shove it up your ass!
Come on out of the
way, you scumbag!
(honking)
Ah.
I was gonna ask for a
leave of absence anyway.
- It isn't fair, Ed.
- It's a beginning
of a whole new career
for us, kiddo.
Hey, come on.
I'm still a top echelon
of the top echelon, right?
Park it, hon.
- [Man] You nervous?
- [Reilly] I get
keyed up myself.
Every time I get
keyed up, never fails.
Has he got any makeup now?
- [Man] I told them no makeup.
- [Reilly] Good, I don't
want any make up on.
I think he looks
great the way he is.
- [Man] Everything okay?
- Fine, we're making
a fuss over him
and you better get
used to it, soldier.
Because when the count is in,
it's you and me together
right down the road
to Gracie mansion.
No, I mean it, I mean it.
It's the best thing
that can happen
to a young fella, really.
I mean you came out of the army,
you've gone to college,
you got a degree.
City government is the
most rewarding thing
that a young fella can tackle.
I remember when I started.
(knocking)
Excuse me, I'll
be right with you.
Ed, oh for God's sake,
didn't they call you, fellow?
What the hell kind of an
organization have I got here?
- It's all right Mr. Reilly
I can skip the makeup.
- That's not the point, Ed.
You see, it's as simple as this.
The truth is, I think
that you're a little
overexposed right now.
So I figure, we all figure
that we should save you for
the big push later on, right?
You know what I mean.
- Yeah.
Yes, you're right.
- Good boy.
Okay now I'll see you around.
(light music)
- Susie!
Susie, get in here!
Didn't your dad tell you
to stay in the house?
Come on, come on, hurry it up.
Go clean up your room.
- I don't want to.
- What is this I don't want to,
now don't hassle me,
go clean up your room.
Move, come on, come on!
- Hey Lacy!
Lacy, Lacy!
Hey!
Wow, what a great
looking hunk of stuff.
But uh, what precisely
do you want, my friend?
- I want a scare.
- Boo or boo hoo?
- Boo hoo, and bad.
- Bodily injury?
- No.
- Better safe than sorry.
- I just want her to
piss in her pants.
- (chuckling) But I think
we can arrange that.
Uh, may I please have the sugar?
- Sure.
I don't have any, I'm sorry.
- Oh, it's right here.
I'm sorry to have bothered you.
- Want the paper, Petey?
Okey doke.
See you around.
(upbeat percussive music)
(revving)
(tires screeching)
(screaming)
(crashing)
(crashing)
- I want Lacy locked up.
- On what grounds?
- He was the one
behind that accident.
- Well a fat hit and run
driver doesn't necessarily
add up to Ed Lacy.
- Look, that fat man
followed me all day long
and I've never seen
him before in my life.
Besides, I told you
Lacy threatened me.
- Look miss, you
want protection,
we'll give it to you.
- We'll put you in a hotel room,
give you round the clock guards,
ship in your meals from
Hojos, you'll be safe
but you gotta stay there.
- You know I can't do that.
I got a job.
Is that the best you can do?
- No, we'll give you a
policewoman 24 hours a day.
But wherever you go, she goes.
- Will I be safe then?
- Let me tell you, I could
put the whole force on this.
You step out of your
door and if somebody
really wants to kill
you, you're dead.
You want that policewoman?
- No I don't.
- What happened?
- Got the money?
- You're only
supposed to scare her.
- And I did.
She crossed 79th street,
I caught her right
in the middle.
It was beautiful. (laughing)
I scared the living
shit out of her.
- And snuffed out two
others in the bargain.
- A cabbie crossed me.
- When you blow it, you
really blow it, don't you?
- Look, my friend.
Accidents will happen even
when things are planned.
- I bought a professional.
- And I gave you
professional advice.
Kill the girl.
When you wanna keep a
mouth closed, you close it.
- Grab your stuff.
- Well you can give
me a hand at least.
(slamming)
Hey Lacy!
Did you bring the TV?
Well fuck you then.
Lacy!
Where are we going?
- You gotta get
invisible for a while.
- Out here?
Where am I gonna eat?
You don't give a shit
about anybody but yourself.
Hey, salami?
Pork chops?
Oreos, oh boy.
Hey Lacy, you forgot
the Fig Newtons!
Oh my god, how much further?
- [Ed] Almost there, shut up.
- What's this?
- Pet graveyard.
- Hey.
What the hell is going on here?
(gun firing)
(tense music)
(light jazz music)
(clanking)
- Daddy, daddy, daddy,
can we go look for some
Spanish coins today?
Oh please daddy, you promised.
- Not today.
- Please.
Oh daddy, we gonna look for the,
I mean the Spanish coins today?
Spanish coins today?
- Tomorrow, Susie.
- No, today!
- Tomorrow, tomorrow,
get out of here!
- Today!
- Susie would you go in the
house and feed your mice
like I told you three
times already this morning?
- [Susie] Mommy, daddy won't
take me to get Spanish coins
and he promised!
- Ed?
Ed, come on, hold it.
You promised her, Ed.
- If anybody asks,
I gone fishing.
You understand that, fishing!
(upbeat percussive music)
- Thank you Susie.
Thanks a lot, Mrs. Lacy.
- So?
- She said she doesn't
know where he is
and Susie says
he's gone fishing.
- Do we have enough?
- We had to check it.
(car starting)
- Now we have this note.
What's this note with one flag?
(kids shouting)
One at a time.
Okay hey, none of that.
What's this, one at a time.
(kids screaming)
Now a note with two flags?
(kids screaming)
Okay that's all we're
gonna study for today
and next week we're gonna
take up variable rhythms.
And you can stay
after class, okay?
All right, why don't
we just sing a song
before we go, huh?
How about if you're
happy and you know it?
- [Kids] Yeah!
♪ If you're happy and you
know it clap your hands ♪
♪ If you're happy and you
know it clap your hands ♪
♪ If you're happy
and you know it ♪
♪ And you really
want to show it ♪
♪ If you're happy and you
know it clap your hands ♪
- Very good, okay.
Very good, boys and girls.
I'll see you next,
oh wait, don't go.
I got a surprise.
(kids cheering)
A quarter note!
Here's to the 16th note.
A few 32nd notes.
Quarter notes.
Oh here you go.
Oh oh!
Here, there you go.
All right then, woo!
Everybody grab a card.
Bye bye.
- [Kid] Bye, teacher.
- Bye.
Bye bye, see you.
See you next week.
(tense music)
(bashing)
(car honking)
- No answer.
- So we wait till
she turns up dead.
- Beautiful.
(car honking)
(car starting)
(tense music)
(screaming)
(tense music)
(gasping)
(groaning)
(gasping)
(gun firing)
(tense music)
(breathing heavily)
(groaning)
(gasping)
(gun firing)
(gasping)
(gun firing)
(gun firing)
(tense music)
(creaking)
(cat mewing)
(somber jazz music)
knights of Columbus.
My brother Knights of Columbus,
honorable members of
the Legion of Mary,
ladies and gentlemen.
We are all troubled
by these times
that we're living in.
My brother knights of Columbus,
venerated fathers,
beloved sisters,
my fellow Catholics.
These times have
troubled all of us.
Eh.
(tense music)
Monsignor Burke, my
fellow Catholics,
friends, neighbors,
these are troubled times.
Pshhew!
(upbeat music)
(siren sounding)
- Hey listen.
What's this about you
getting into politics?
- Relax, I cleared it
with the inspector.
- Ha, clear shmear.
They busted you from
detective to patrolman.
The next slot for
you is janitor.
Well, well, well looky here.
- That stupid crack.
I told her to stay
out of my sector.
I'm gonna bust her two bit butt.
Okay on the wall, you punk!
Fight the bridge, wash and wear.
- Get off!
- Against the wall!
- Come on drop the job.
On the wall.
Spread them sweetheart!
Come on spread it!
Mary, I am gonna
bust your balls.
- Police brutality!
- Shut your hole, girly!
(hissing)
(rock music)
(ripping)
- Shit!
(laughing)
(chattering)
- Come on here, goddamit.
Oh Alice, get out of here.
Come back, come back you.
- [Man] Come on man
where'd this go?
Hold her hair.
(chattering)
- Sally, darling, thank God.
- What's up?
- Well I got a problem.
Little but important
tiny problem.
- Okay shoot.
- Okay now you know that part,
listen, you promise you
won't be angry at me?
You promise?
- Come on, cough it up
Victor, I gotta get dressed.
- Okay look, it's Press
Lipino's idea, not mine.
- Okay, okay.
- Okay now you know
the parts that,
the three muses
adagio, that part?
- Yeah?
- Well it, he wants a,
he said he wanted more
laughter, more gaiety,
more effervessence,
you know what I mean?
I mean it's a big moment there.
(humming)
- Hey, honey now have you
been smiling at everybody?
Give everybody nice smiles?
Good.
Couldn't you have done
something with her hair?
- I'll fix it, I'll fix it.
- Now you're gonna
meet a nice man
and I want you to
smile nicely for you.
And if he kisses
you I don't want you
to make a bad face, all right?
- All right.
- Okay.
Mr. Reilly?
Mr. Reilly?
Ed Lacy.
I'm the master of ceremonies.
- Oh, right, right.
- This is my family.
This is my wife Ellen.
- Nice to meet you.
- And Susan, this is Susan.
- Susan, how are you sweetheart?
- The whole thing
organized because,
- Mr. Reilly, excuse me.
We would have had a big crowd
but you know our mimeographing
machine broke down.
- It's good enough, good enough.
- So we couldn't
get the word out.
- Hey, I think they're ready.
- Okay.
I'm gonna introduce you.
- Okay, good, good.
(crowd humming)
(crowd cheering)
- Ladies and gentlemen.
First let me tell you
that I'm really honored
that my brother
knights of Columbus
chose me for this honor.
You know I'm not talking
to you today as a cop.
I'm just one of your neighbors.
- All right, and
keep my car nearby.
We gotta scoot out of here fast.
- And Father Brady, I
confessed my first sin to you.
- And God knows
how many more sins.
(crowd laughing)
- [Man] Not at all!
Get out there, Debbie!
- Okay, look.
Look, you all know me, right?
Well I say something has
to be done about our city.
'Cause we took what is,
we lost our city, right?
Well today you're
gonna meet the man
that could win it back for us!
Without any malarky, right
here and now on this stage,
the next mayor of New York City,
one of our own, Kevin
"Enough is Enough" Reilly!
(cheering)
(singing and cheering)
(crowd clapping)
(crowd chattering)
- Do me a favor will you?
Look in the box
right over there.
- There's nothing
over there, man.
- Blue Boy and Ultravelvet.
- No, you got the wrong scene.
- Just take a look, please.
- I beg your pardon.
- Oh the pleasure was all mine.
- [Blue Boy] Take a look
in that box for me, please?
- Sir.
Sir.
Excuse me.
Reservations for
Ambassador Shazam.
- Yes sir.
- Thank you.
(speaking in foreign language)
Excuse me please.
- Oh yes, of course.
- Five minutes please.
- Excuse me.
- [Woman] Five minutes please.
- Now's to half.
And out.
Cue one.
- [Man] Places, places.
(crowd applauding)
(energetic music)
- Feeling you know
official shit, man.
Hey well looky here Cleo man,
we got us a regular
Roy Rogers! (laughing)
Hey, looky here, officer.
You's out of uniform
because the regulation
2679-32 said that the
police is supposed
to wear his gun on the
side, not in the front!
- What do we owe you?
- 1.27, 1.27.
But for you guys, it's $2.00.
- [Man] Would you hold this?
The brothers will quick draw
your ass, you understand?
- Here's your 27 cents.
(coins clacking)
- Thanks for the tip, man.
- What you gonna do, baby?
You gonna be here in the
ghetto out of uniform,
you and your down on--
- Hey, hey.
- What?
- Make you happy?
(light music)
(tense percussive music)
- Don't ask me a thing.
You cry, you die, right?
My intentions here are
perfectly honorable.
Dig?
Dig?
Right now, I'll
take my hand down
and you open the door.
Don't blow it.
(dog barking)
- Shh, it's Sally!
(keys clinking)
- Open it.
On the floor.
- Whatever you want,
please, take it.
Please just don't hurt me.
Um, there's a typewriter
in the closet over there.
- Fuck do you think I am?
Hmm?
Red ball express or something?
(gasping)
- [Sally] I don't
think anything.
Just take anything
you want and go.
- Shazam goes when he goes.
(light percussive music)
You be cool, dig?
- [Sally] Yeah.
(tense percussive music)
- [Rabbit] Hey!
This your stash?
- If you mean drugs,
I don't use them.
- [Rabbit] No anxieties,
backaches, huh?
Nasty numbless pains,
the pleasures thereto?
- Will you just take
what you want and go?
- Hold it!
How green was my valium?
I could feel the lying, Sally.
- I wasn't lying, I
forgot they were there.
- Sally.
Sally.
Well, these are troubled times.
Sally, Sally.
Have you moved in my absence?
Do you dig Elizabethan justice?
(shattering)
(tense music)
- [Sally] Stop, I
don't have any money!
(shattering)
I don't know what
you're looking for.
I have nothing here!
- Oh yeah?
Well this crib ain't no
poverty pocket, baby.
Okay, we'll do it the
hard way then, Sally.
Where's your telephone book?
- [Sally] It's
under the telephone.
- I mean your personal
telephone book.
- [Sally] I don't have one.
- Everyone has one.
(crashing)
- Oh!
You son of a bitch!
If I had a gun I'd blow
your goddamn head off!
- [Rabbit] Shh.
The fuck you think I am?
A nose dripping
strung out junkie?
Where's the book, Sally?
- [Sally] It's in
the desk drawer.
- It says here
Miss Deveraux, former Navy brat
is the daughter of Admiral,
Mrs. John Deveraux of Boston.
- Oh my god.
- That's right, Sally.
Fame is the meat dead men eat.
- What are you gonna do?
- Well if you can up the ankle
you can up the bread, right?
- Look, he's an old man,
he's got a heart condition.
You call him, you'll kill him!
- Shit. (chuckling)
He's an Admiral, he's
probably killed more dudes
than I have.
- I'll give you anything
you want, anything.
(car honking in distance)
(classical music)
- Beauty is to me
is those Nicean box of yore
that gently bore a perfume sea.
The weary way worn wanderer bore
some far and distant
gentle shore.
(phone ringing)
Okay.
You get the Admiral
on the phone,
and I'll do the talking.
- Hello, Sally.
This is Edna.
I hope I'm not too late.
- Get rid of her.
- Well I was just going to bed.
- Oh no, I won't keep you
but I just read your review
and it's so fabulous!
- It's lousy isn't it?
They really murdered us.
- [Edna] Are you
talking about the Time?
- If anyone can kill
a show, they can.
- [Edna] But frankly,
this review is--
- May I call you
tomorrow, Mrs. Broderick,
I'm really very tired then.
- Mrs?
Mrs. Broderick?
But she hasn't called
me that for years.
Mrs. Brod?
If that's a bad
review, I read it.
- Sally.
You know,
I'm real proud of you.
- If you're gonna screw
me, take off the ropes.
- Why, Sally, Sally
I hardly even know you.
(phone ringing)
- Hello?
- [Woman] Is this the party
calling Admiral Deveraux?
- Why yes, it is, ma'am.
- [Woman] Your
party's on the line.
- Um...
Would you hold on
just a minute please?
- [Woman] Admiral Deveraux,
your party's on the line.
- Now dig,
if you loves your daddy,
be cool and straight
and I'll handle the
business, you dig?
(phone ringing)
- [Man] Sergeant Burns.
- Hello there.
I am, I really don't
like bother you,
- [Burns] What's
your address, lady?
- My address?
Oh it's 48 West 88th street.
- [Admiral] Tell me
anything, Sally, anything.
Put him on, let me talk to him.
- Well oh, hello there Admiral.
- I think there is
a robbery next door.
- Okay lady, just sit tight.
We'll send somebody
there in a minute.
- Hey, hey, hey hold it, sucker.
Hey wait, hey.
Listen you save this shit
for the swabbies, Admiral.
As they say, sailor, your
position is untenable.
- [Admiral] I didn't
mean it that way.
I want this thing resolved!
- All right.
Western Union.
Broadway, 22nd street.
New York, New York.
You got that?
- [Admiral] Yes.
- Money order.
Payable to Sally Deveraux.
Amount, $10,000.
- [Admiral] I can't get
that amount of money
this time of night.
- Yeah?
Well I have a lot of
confidence in you, Admiral.
- [Admiral] Look, that's
totally impossible.
- You got two hours.
- [Admiral] Wait a
minute, I can't do it.
♪ Anchors away, my lad
- You son of a bitch.
(light piano music)
- [Man On Radio]
Investigate possible 1031,
address 48 West 88th street,
plain as walk street, over.
- Don't use a siren.
- Right.
- Feel better?
- Than what?
- Get your coat
on, we're moving.
- Why?
- In case the Admiral
blows battle stations.
- Where are you taking me?
- Hmm, 42nd street.
You digs, lady?
- Yeah.
But I have to pee.
- Go pee.
Mmm.
(percussive music)
- Take it easy cowboy,
it might just be
a family fight.
- [Rabbit] You know, I really
kind of dug the Admiral.
Then I told do.
- You'll find out
if you mess this up.
- Last thing I messed up, Sally
was my woman's face.
Come on, shake your ass.
- Can't you wait a minute?
I'm nervous.
- Is that where they are?
- Good evening.
This is Dright
Reverend Rabbit Shazam
of Liberia speaking to you
from the tip tap top
of the Alton Hotel
in Choll Youth.
I ain't gonna tell
you again, Sally.
- Coming, coming.
- Billings, take the back.
Now hold your flash,
just sit tight.
(phone ringing)
- [Burns] Sergeant Burns.
- 2-4 John here.
I'm at 1031 in progress,
we're gonna need some backup.
Perpetrator's on the premises.
Look, I'm gonna need your help.
- You're crazy, you
know that, don't you?
- No.
- Look, why are you doing this?
- Because I dig adventure.
- The thing is to be calm.
Just be natural, tell
her there's a gas leak,
there's phone trouble,
anything you know.
- Ha, hold, pig!
You move and I'll open her.
- Nobody's moving.
Easy, fella.
- Shut up!
- It's no sweat.
No sweat, take it easy.
- Put your piece on the floor,
slide it over with your foot.
- No problem.
Give me a second.
- Slow.
- My partner's back there.
- Piece on the floor,
man, put it on the floor.
- Please put it down!
- Just drop the blade.
You got nothing but
a bullshit burglary,
my word on that.
- Now slide it over,
man, slide it over!
- My mother's grave.
- Fuck your mama!
- I'll see you and raise you.
(siren sounding)
- Oh shit.
(chuckling)
- Okay spread your legs, sammy!
Come on, get up on your toes!
Come on.
- Easy there, Jim.
(gun firing)
(Sally screaming)
(screaming)
(crashing)
(shouting over each other)
(siren sounding)
- Jesus fucking tornado.
- The man couldn't
make it in this way.
He was not a nice person, kid.
- What's your story, doc?
- Two in, two out.
DOA right away.
All right, you need me any more?
- No, no, thank you very much.
I'm sorry about the hour.
Good night doctor.
- He's standing about here.
- Where you're standing?
- No, where you're standing.
He came at me with the blade.
- What hand was the blade in?
- It was in his right hand.
The guy's right hand.
- But you see, the review
in the New York Times
actually is marvelous.
- Yeah.
- Then I knew
something was fishy.
- All right, where'd
you get the paper?
- From the newsstand about 1:30.
- Do you feel like talking?
- No.
- You're gonna have to
talk to us eventually.
You don't have to do it now.
You take your time, get
yourself together, okay?
Okay.
- Ready?
- Hey watch your back,
Mose, some of us here.
Jesus, he's big isn't he.
Let's go.
- How you feeling?
You okay?
- What the hell were you
doing out in that garden,
pulling your pudding?
- I was doing what you told me.
- He almost sliced that broad,
he could have got me
for Christ's sake.
- You told me to sit
tight and hold my flash.
- Hold your flash, you
couldn't find your pecker
with a floodlight.
- Okay.
- The bastard bought what
he got, you understand?
You understand?
Now I gotta go down and
sing hearts and flowers
with some candy
ass Harvard mother
from the DA's office.
- [Billings] Relax, huh?
- Yeah, yeah sure.
Relax, relax.
(shattering)
Gimme some gum.
- Dan, I'll be out tomorrow
too, you dirty rat.
- Buckley, the DA is here.
- Who's he with?
- The old broad,
he wants our necks.
- Speaking of that, what was it
that made you first suspicious?
- The man himself.
- [Detective] Why?
- Well.
I didn't like his looks.
Simple as that.
- Here's your dad.
- Thanks.
Daddy?
- She ready yet?
- Would you give her
a chance to breathe?
- Give us a break, will you?
- Mr. Touchy, sheesh.
- You know maybe she
pulled him off the street.
- Oh Boone, you
gotta be kidding.
- Why not?
- Oh buddy, that's class.
Class is class.
- Class is class.
Ass is ass.
- Forget it.
- Do I have to?
- Let me go get her
a cup of coffee.
- What you wanna do, kill her?
It's our only witness.
- When the assailant
brought Miss Deveraux out,
was Officer Lacy
nervous in any way?
- I don't know, he
shoved me from my door
and I was hiding.
- One mechanical dog.
One, two, three, four, five
electric pam exes.
- Check.
- One switchblade.
- Check.
- And one fake hand grenade.
- You sure?
- You too, dad, bye bye.
- Coffee?
- Thank you.
- Your district attorney
will be talking to you
in just a few minutes.
Meanwhile just make
yourself at home.
Look, I understand how you feel.
My little girl was
raped last year.
- I'm sorry.
- Believe me, life goes on.
- What happens now?
- In what sense?
- The man at my apartment.
- Oh he's on ice by now.
You know him well?
- No.
I never even saw him before.
- Well you seem so concerned.
- It's just hard
to believe that--
- Believe me, you'd be dead too
if it wasn't for Officer Lacy.
- Anyway Miss Deveraux
would you like to wait
out in the hall now?
The DA will be
ready in a moment.
Just take a seat
right out there.
Do your rape number?
- Ah, screw you.
- Sherlock trying to
trip with the policeman
in this station.
Yeah and I'm gonna tell
every fucking thing too,
how you like that, you
stinking dirty rat you?
I'ma tell your mama
the next time too.
Ooh child, what
are you doing here
looking all terrible
and haggard?
- I'm a witness.
- A witness my you know what.
What kind of witness are you?
I want out of this place.
I'm going to court and I'm
going to tell everybody.
I had a trick named
Rick and he turned out
to be a dick, how you like that?
Yeah, go to hell.
Yeah, you don't like
that too much do you?
Haggard looking thing,
you stinking copper you.
Get off of me,
don't even touch me!
I don't even want
you touching me!
- How you feeling?
- I'm all right.
- How's your pop?
- He's okay.
- That's good.
All right I got a
little paperwork to do.
If you need me I'll be
right down the hall, okay?
- Okay.
Mr. Lacy?
- Yeah?
- Wasn't there any
other way at all?
- Yeah, he could
have killed you.
He could have killed my partner
and he could have killed me
before they brought him down.
- I don't know how to say it.
I wanna thank you
for saving my life.
- Now then, he pulled
you toward the door,
is that correct?
- Yeah.
- Officer Lacy then ordered
him to release you, right?
- Yes.
- Then what happened?
- I fell to the floor.
I was hysterical.
- But what did you see?
- I can't remember.
I was crying.
I was just glad to be alive.
- Look, Captain.
Let me run it for you right?
I maneuvered the assailant
up against the wall,
I told him to drop his blade.
- And?
- Well he started to but then
for some reason the
mutt lunged at me.
- Why was that, Lacy?
- I'm no soothsayer,
Captain, I'm a cop.
- And as a cop you thought
your life was in danger.
- Right, right, there
was no doubt about it.
It was his ass or mine.
- So you fired at him.
- Right, I got off
two rounds frontal
from about three feet.
- [Sally] So he released me.
- And you fell to the floor.
- [Sally] Yes.
- And your assailant turned
on the officer with a knife?
Your assailant, he
turned on the officer
with a knife, right?
- [Sally] I think so.
I don't know.
- What do you mean
you don't know?
- [Sally] I can't remember.
- Now, from the
shots, slow motion.
- Well the victim was
hysterical, she passed out.
The assailant fell on top of her
so I lift him up,
grabbed him off
and that's when the
backup units came in.
- Okay.
- I know this has been a
strain on you Miss Deveraux.
Thanks for your cooperation.
We'll be in touch.
- I think I owe all of
you the thanks, Mr. West.
Good night.
- Hey Ed.
Don't let those
bums get you down.
Have a swig, here.
- Thanks.
(door creaking)
- Miss Deveraux, can I
give you a lift home?
- Uh no thanks, no
problems there Mr. Lacy.
I'll get a cab.
- Never let it be written
in the big book upstairs
that Ed Lacy left a lady
stranded in the wee hours
of the morning.
Here's my chariot right here.
No, no, this way, come on.
Service with a smile.
(car starting)
You know, I got a
lot of admiration for
you, Ms. Deveraux.
- How's that?
- Well you might think I'm
just talking about courage
but that's nothing to
be sneezed at of course.
- Well what are
you talking about?
- Well, what I admire
about you is your mind,
your accomplishments.
See two things that I appreciate
more than anything else
in the world are mind
and accomplishments.
Hey look, see this brownstone
building right here,
see that one right there.
That's where they got
that cop last month.
Remember reading about
it in the papers?
They got this cop,
they chopped him up
in little pieces, put
him in plastic bags
and spread him out in garbage
cans all over the city.
Happened right there
in that brownstone.
What was I talking about?
You know, uh,
I realize that
you're kind of upset
about that fellow.
But I gave him every chance
and you know it, right?
When you're looking at me,
you're not just looking
at Ed Lacy the cop,
you're looking at society.
See I represent society.
So when that guy goes against me
he's going against
everybody, understand?
- Poor.
- You know what
it would have cost
to bring that dude to trial?
- I don't think in those terms.
- Oh no, no, of course not.
Neither do I, I mean it's a
human life at stake, right?
Yeah.
But it's a good thing your
case never went to trial.
If your rape case
ever went to trial,
those civil liberty lawyers
would have had it look
like you were
hustling that dude.
- I wasn't raped.
- Yeah, but you could have been.
- This is my house, Mr. Lacy.
- Oh yeah.
Let me tell you something.
You and me, we're lucky
to be sitting here
right now, you know.
I mean, that black dude
could have got both of us.
- Yes that's right and you
have my profound thanks.
Good night.
- I'll see you in.
Say, Miss Deveraux, now look
this is strictly on
the up and up, okay?
Can you and me maybe have
coffee together sometime?
- Uh maybe we can, we'll see.
Good night, Mr. Lacy.
- Good night, Miss Deveraux.
(car starting)
(somber jazz music)
- Hey Hunter, I still
need the addresses
for those chicks in the second.
- [Man] Well how do you like it?
- You don't think it
makes me look too liberal?
- I gave Buckley
the same haircut.
- It's perfect.
It's just the right combination
of old guard establishment
with a smidgen
of youth appeal.
- How about some crayon,
maybe we can fool
some of the people.
How do you like it, Mary Lou?
- Where are we going for lunch?
- And now for the good news.
- Oh.
Find him.
(classical music)
- [Rabbit] Good evening.
This is Dwight Reverend
Rabbit Shazam of Liberia
speaking to you
from the tip tap top
of the Alton Hotel in--
- Gonna claim him?
- Mrs. Lacy, okay now
what we're gonna do
is in a few minutes the
technicians will come in.
They're all set up outside
and we'll go out on the porch
and your daddy'll be introduced
and everything will be okay.
- Where's the kid?
Okay I'm depending
on you, all right?
(chattering)
- What should I do
with all these posters?
I can't handle them.
- I think he's nervous.
You better talk to him.
- Fine.
Hey, here he is.
- Hey Mr. Reilly, I
can't go out there,
I got nothing to say.
What am I gonna say?
- It's okay, it's okay.
Now you listen to me.
- I'll talk to you.
- You just say what you feel.
That's good enough for us.
Come on, come on.
Let him wait a while.
Because when we step
through that door,
it's you and me together.
Right down the line
of Gracy Mansion.
- What do you mean?
- I mean every time
I'm up on a platform
from here on in, I want
you up there with me.
- I can't do that, I'm a cop.
- Take a leave of absence.
Starting tonight,
you're on our team.
- I don't know, I'm gonna
have to think about that.
- All right, all
right think about it.
Just remember one thing.
That door is your future.
- [Man] Ready, Mr. Reilly.
- Okay.
Come on, let's go.
Hey.
- Hey Mr. Reilly, should
I have my uniform on?
(shouting over each other)
- Oh you have a
beautiful Irish face,
you can go out
there and make it.
You're behind me.
Okay here we go, here we go.
Mrs. Lacy, you look marvelous.
- In our continuing coverage
of the mayoralty race,
we have come to this modest
All-American neighborhood
in this simple location to
talk to one of the candidates,
Mr. Kevin "Enough
is Enough" Reilly.
Mr. Reilly, could
you tell us sir
some of your immediate plans?
- You bet.
If I'm elected, heroes
like officer Edward Lacy
will not only be
guarding our homes,
our sidewalks, our
businesses and our lives,
they will be placed
in key positions
in the higher echelons
of our city government.
On that I give you my word!
(crowd cheering)
- [Reporter] Thanks
very much, Mr. Reilly.
Now back to mystery.
(clapping)
- Do you know who
you're looking at?
- [Woman] Who?
- You are looking at
Edward Aloysious Lacy
who is in a key position
on higher echelons
of New York City, the greatest
city in the entire world!
- Is that so?
- That's right, let's
hear you say it.
- You are the most
beautiful key position
in the higher echelon
of New York City.
- Say it again!
- You are the most
beautiful higher echelon
in the key points
of New York city!
- Come on, get it right.
- You are the most beautiful
key position in the higher
echelons of New York.
You see, I said it right.
- Dismissed.
- Uh, miss.
- I'd like to make a
change of statement.
Could I see Detective
Baker or Buckley please?
- What is this in reference to?
- Could I tell them?
- What is your name?
- Miss Deveraux,
D-E-V-E-R-A-U-X.
- Okay Miss Deveraux,
have a seat.
(phone ringing)
- Phone's ringing.
- Yeah I hear.
- The phone's ringing!
- You're up.
- Hey you got new huh?
- Never had.
- Never will.
201 squad, Detective Baker.
- [Man] Hello darling.
- Hello, sweetheart.
- We have a Miss Deveraux
out here with a new song.
- Jesus well gloriaskey,
we're on our way.
What's that?
What happened?
- You don't believe
the shot this guy just,
he hit--
- Will you tell
me what happened?
- This guy behind him fell down
and four guys--
- Christ, there
goes my lunch money.
Hey buddy where's
my, hey hey hey.
Miss Deveraux, Miss Deveraux
has second thoughts.
- You don't say.
- Mhmm, good partner or bad?
- There's not a bad
bone in my body.
I will be so happy
to go downstairs
and talk to that
goddamn pain in the ass
Jesus Christ, why don't she
go bother somebody else?
- Who was that?
- Hey, Miss Deveraux.
How are you?
How's that cello of yours?
- It'll survive, I think.
- Oh I'm glad to hear that.
Hey, I forgot to
mention it last night.
Do you know that my little
girl plays the cello?
- The one that was raped?
- No, the other one.
You have quite a memory.
- That's really why I'm here.
- You haven't got another
homicide for us, have you?
- I didn't have the last one.
- What's the problem?
- I'd like to make a
change of statement.
- Okay, just follow me.
Coffee, Coke, Juicy Fruits.
- I'm saying that he didn't
have a knife in his hand
when officer Lacy shot him.
- I want you to be very,
very careful Miss Deveraux.
(phone ringing)
What you're saying could
ruin a fine man's career.
It could send him away
for a long long time.
- Well I'm only
telling the truth.
- And what's that, Officer
Lacy shot him in cold blood?
- I don't know what his duty was
under the circumstances.
I just know what I saw.
- Right, thank you very much.
Have a good day, Miss Deveraux.
- Is that all?
- What do you
want, a brass band?
- Well what about the
District Attorney?
- I'll pass the information
on to the District Attorney
and thank you very
much Miss Deveraux.
You think she's
telling the truth?
- Goddamit.
If it was anybody
but Lacy, I'd say no.
- Guess you're right.
(shouting and chanting)
- Hey, hey listen quiet down.
- Oh no here's to
the coordinator
of the police public affairs!
(cheering)
- [Man] You're really a positive
to our precinct, right?!
(cheering)
- Now that he's a big man,
you're gonna be needing
some bad clothes.
- You queen, I'm
gonna wear yours!
(laughing)
Hey listen, now wait a minute,
wait a minute, seriously.
I wanna make a speech.
No, no, look I'm the
host, I bought the drinks,
I get to make the speech.
- [Man] Right let
him make a speech!
- Now look.
I want you all to know that
the big guy wants me, right?
And I'm his man.
The die is cast and I
just want you to know
without any crying on my beat
that I love you guys.
(guys cheering)
Now come on, okay,
now seriously!
I want you to know that
no matter how high I go
Ed Lacy's door is always
open to his old pals.
- [Man] Ah, god bless ya!
(guys cheering)
- Billings!
You psalm singing
son of a bitch!
Hey lady, bring my lady friend
an Irish beer, will you?
Everybody's Irish today.
(cheering)
- Ed, I gotta talk to you.
- Yeah, sure you can talk to me.
You can talk.
Official state business.
(guys oohing)
Let me tell you something.
My first official act
in the upper echelon
is gonna be to make
you an Irish cop.
- My mother wouldn't like that.
- As a matter of fact,
I'll make you a member
of the Hyperions.
And if you learn to tell
your pistol from your peter
I'll make your membership fan.
- Ed!
Deveraux old girl
came back today.
She changed her statement.
- Ah yeah, what'd she say?
- She said you
blew that guy away.
- Jesus that fucking broad.
I should have solved it
with that goddamn nigger.
- Come on, come on
I'll buy you a drink.
Come on, come on,
it's all right.
Come on, come on.
(upbeat music)
(crowd applauding)
- Hey listen, I loved the show.
No kidding, it was great.
And you were out of
this world, terrific.
- [Sally] Thank you very much.
- You know, that's the best show
since "Oklahoma" in my book.
- [Sally] I only hope
it runs half as long.
- You don't have to
worry about a thing.
- Here we go.
Bourbon and rocks for the law
and a boilermaker for the lady.
- Thanks, Annie.
- Thank you.
- How you been, Ed?
- I'm still living.
- [Annie] Who's your friend
and where's your wife?
- [Ed] The who is Miss Beveraux.
The where is at home
where she belongs.
(laughing)
- Oh this Irishman's
always got an answer.
Always.
- I can see that.
- Well my beautiful
weight watching butt
wouldn't be here right
now if he didn't.
- Come on Annie, get
in the wind, will you?
- Oh, you hear
that, he's bashful.
- You want me to slap
an after hours on you?
- [Annie] Listen here.
Honey this buzz out
here saved my life.
- Just ignore her,
she'll go away.
- No I wanna hear.
- I got a flippo in here
about five years back,
cuts up one of my waitresses
with a butcher knife.
Hamburger.
So little boy blue here
comes through that door,
he tells the flipper he
goes "Drop that knife!"
Blue boy charged and flippo
Gets off five rounds
before he takes the knife
right in the chest.
- Come on Annie now
get out of here.
Scram, I mean it!
- Christ!
I hate modesty.
Get him to show you
his scar, honey.
- [Ed] Boy, what a character.
- So that's why we came here.
What are you trying to tell me?
- Look.
I got 18 years on the force.
I got six commendations
for bravery.
- [Sally] I'm sure you have.
- And when now I
need violin music
I got a wife and kid at home.
And in two years I can retire.
- I hope you do, I mean that.
- Then listen to me.
Please, you must have seen
that fella had a knife
in his hand when I shot him.
- No I didn't see that.
- Do you realize
I saved your life?
- If you'll excuse
me now I have to go.
- All I want for you
to do is think it over.
Now you do that
for anybody, right?
- Good night, Mr. Lacy.
- I'm 40 years old,
for Christ's sake!
Let me buy you a
drink, eh Annie?
- [Sally] This
isn't easy for me.
Officer Lacy saved my life
but I know the man
is a psychopath.
- So now you're a
psychiatrist, Miss Deveraux?
- No.
But as I told you
the other night
I was in the car with him and,
why are you making
this tough for me?
- Because you made
it tough for me.
The other night you
were hysterical.
- Well I'm not hysterical now
and I know that man didn't
have a knife in his hand.
- I wanna warn
you Miss Deveraux,
the other side of
truth is perjury.
- I'll take my chances.
- So will I.
That's why I called you in.
Get Captain Stark on the line.
- You nasty pig!
- Bang, bang!
Slow, slow.
Is that right?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
- Now aside from the
abrasions on the knees
where he hit the floor,
he has a massive contusion
on the right buttock
and a small chip at
the upper left femur.
- Could that have
happened when he fell?
- That's not very likely.
- Where you been?
- I got hung up.
Why, what's your rush?
- I'm supposed to leave
the precinct at 11:30,
be on time.
- Well thanks for
letting me know, fellas,
believe me, I'm grateful.
- Anytime.
- It's good to know
you're behind me.
Have some coffee
before you leave.
(phone ringing)
Oh boy.
Cut him loose.
(radio chatter)
- Ed?
- What?
- I got something
to tell you, Ed.
Now don't flip out, all right?
The Bobbsey twins
flagged me down.
- You been exposing
yourself again?
- This is serious, Ed.
It's the Deveraux thing.
- [Ed] What'd they
want from you?
- They wanted to know
where the blade was
when I came into the hall.
- Mother fuckers!
(siren sounding)
(tires screeching)
You ain't taking
this thing seriously?
- I have to.
- That dizzy snatch over me?
- That's not the point.
- You're gonna blow my
job over a fucking nigger?
- Look, the broad keeps
changing her story.
What am I supposed to do?
- You're supposed to
shovel some shit on
and start whistling Dixie
just like I'd do for you!
- Look Ed, it's too
much heat on this,
there's no way!
(banging)
(kids chattering)
- Okay, wonderful
you've all advanced
to the third grade.
(kids cheering)
Now let's clap our
hands and count to four.
We'll count at the same time.
- [Everyone] One,
two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
- Right, you do that while
I play on the cello, right?
And, one two three four
one two three four.
Okay, terrific.
Now we're gonna do our song.
(kids booing)
All right, look.
We're gonna do the
song in quarter notes.
Old Macdonalds farm.
I count and you do
the words, okay?
Here we go.
And one, two, three, four.
♪ Had a farm
♪ E-I-E-I-O
♪ And on the farm
he had a squash ♪
♪ E-I-E-I-O
♪ With a squash squash here
♪ And a squash squash there
♪ Here a squash there a squash
♪ Everywhere a squash squash
♪ Old Macdonald had a farm
♪ E-I-E-I-O
- Fine, boys and girls.
Why don't we have an
early lesson this week
and I'll see you
all next week, okay?
(kids cheering)
Don't run.
(tense music)
(clanging)
- Sorry ma'am,
just finishing up.
(tense music)
(car honking)
- What are you doing here?
- I thought you were
gonna think about it.
- I did.
- Sally.
Sometimes I worry about you.
- Well don't, I can
take care of myself.
- You didn't do so hot in
that hallway if you remember.
- Neither did you.
- Sally.
Gotcha.
- Are you threatening me?
- That time it was
just for funsies.
- Oh no.
This time it's for
keepsies, Mr. Lacy.
Then I'm gonna do
what I have to do.
(chill music)
- Give it to me straight.
What do you want me to do?
- Take a vacation, Ed.
- I ain't tired.
- Go sick.
- Never felt better in my life.
- I got no choice, Ed.
- Negative.
- It's an order Ed, you
take your vacation now.
- Negative!
- All right, give
me your weapon.
You're suspended.
- You want my piece?
You want my piece?
Okay then you take it all.
So much for bravery.
- On to the shore.
- Above and beyond.
- Get some air, Ed.
- 18 goddamn years!
- Get the family.
- You want my piece?
- Relax.
- I'll give it to you.
Six slugs, Captain.
Five for you and one
for that lying bitch!
- Do a little fishing.
- You want my piece?
Well take my piece and
shove it up your ass!
Come on out of the
way, you scumbag!
(honking)
Ah.
I was gonna ask for a
leave of absence anyway.
- It isn't fair, Ed.
- It's a beginning
of a whole new career
for us, kiddo.
Hey, come on.
I'm still a top echelon
of the top echelon, right?
Park it, hon.
- [Man] You nervous?
- [Reilly] I get
keyed up myself.
Every time I get
keyed up, never fails.
Has he got any makeup now?
- [Man] I told them no makeup.
- [Reilly] Good, I don't
want any make up on.
I think he looks
great the way he is.
- [Man] Everything okay?
- Fine, we're making
a fuss over him
and you better get
used to it, soldier.
Because when the count is in,
it's you and me together
right down the road
to Gracie mansion.
No, I mean it, I mean it.
It's the best thing
that can happen
to a young fella, really.
I mean you came out of the army,
you've gone to college,
you got a degree.
City government is the
most rewarding thing
that a young fella can tackle.
I remember when I started.
(knocking)
Excuse me, I'll
be right with you.
Ed, oh for God's sake,
didn't they call you, fellow?
What the hell kind of an
organization have I got here?
- It's all right Mr. Reilly
I can skip the makeup.
- That's not the point, Ed.
You see, it's as simple as this.
The truth is, I think
that you're a little
overexposed right now.
So I figure, we all figure
that we should save you for
the big push later on, right?
You know what I mean.
- Yeah.
Yes, you're right.
- Good boy.
Okay now I'll see you around.
(light music)
- Susie!
Susie, get in here!
Didn't your dad tell you
to stay in the house?
Come on, come on, hurry it up.
Go clean up your room.
- I don't want to.
- What is this I don't want to,
now don't hassle me,
go clean up your room.
Move, come on, come on!
- Hey Lacy!
Lacy, Lacy!
Hey!
Wow, what a great
looking hunk of stuff.
But uh, what precisely
do you want, my friend?
- I want a scare.
- Boo or boo hoo?
- Boo hoo, and bad.
- Bodily injury?
- No.
- Better safe than sorry.
- I just want her to
piss in her pants.
- (chuckling) But I think
we can arrange that.
Uh, may I please have the sugar?
- Sure.
I don't have any, I'm sorry.
- Oh, it's right here.
I'm sorry to have bothered you.
- Want the paper, Petey?
Okey doke.
See you around.
(upbeat percussive music)
(revving)
(tires screeching)
(screaming)
(crashing)
(crashing)
- I want Lacy locked up.
- On what grounds?
- He was the one
behind that accident.
- Well a fat hit and run
driver doesn't necessarily
add up to Ed Lacy.
- Look, that fat man
followed me all day long
and I've never seen
him before in my life.
Besides, I told you
Lacy threatened me.
- Look miss, you
want protection,
we'll give it to you.
- We'll put you in a hotel room,
give you round the clock guards,
ship in your meals from
Hojos, you'll be safe
but you gotta stay there.
- You know I can't do that.
I got a job.
Is that the best you can do?
- No, we'll give you a
policewoman 24 hours a day.
But wherever you go, she goes.
- Will I be safe then?
- Let me tell you, I could
put the whole force on this.
You step out of your
door and if somebody
really wants to kill
you, you're dead.
You want that policewoman?
- No I don't.
- What happened?
- Got the money?
- You're only
supposed to scare her.
- And I did.
She crossed 79th street,
I caught her right
in the middle.
It was beautiful. (laughing)
I scared the living
shit out of her.
- And snuffed out two
others in the bargain.
- A cabbie crossed me.
- When you blow it, you
really blow it, don't you?
- Look, my friend.
Accidents will happen even
when things are planned.
- I bought a professional.
- And I gave you
professional advice.
Kill the girl.
When you wanna keep a
mouth closed, you close it.
- Grab your stuff.
- Well you can give
me a hand at least.
(slamming)
Hey Lacy!
Did you bring the TV?
Well fuck you then.
Lacy!
Where are we going?
- You gotta get
invisible for a while.
- Out here?
Where am I gonna eat?
You don't give a shit
about anybody but yourself.
Hey, salami?
Pork chops?
Oreos, oh boy.
Hey Lacy, you forgot
the Fig Newtons!
Oh my god, how much further?
- [Ed] Almost there, shut up.
- What's this?
- Pet graveyard.
- Hey.
What the hell is going on here?
(gun firing)
(tense music)
(light jazz music)
(clanking)
- Daddy, daddy, daddy,
can we go look for some
Spanish coins today?
Oh please daddy, you promised.
- Not today.
- Please.
Oh daddy, we gonna look for the,
I mean the Spanish coins today?
Spanish coins today?
- Tomorrow, Susie.
- No, today!
- Tomorrow, tomorrow,
get out of here!
- Today!
- Susie would you go in the
house and feed your mice
like I told you three
times already this morning?
- [Susie] Mommy, daddy won't
take me to get Spanish coins
and he promised!
- Ed?
Ed, come on, hold it.
You promised her, Ed.
- If anybody asks,
I gone fishing.
You understand that, fishing!
(upbeat percussive music)
- Thank you Susie.
Thanks a lot, Mrs. Lacy.
- So?
- She said she doesn't
know where he is
and Susie says
he's gone fishing.
- Do we have enough?
- We had to check it.
(car starting)
- Now we have this note.
What's this note with one flag?
(kids shouting)
One at a time.
Okay hey, none of that.
What's this, one at a time.
(kids screaming)
Now a note with two flags?
(kids screaming)
Okay that's all we're
gonna study for today
and next week we're gonna
take up variable rhythms.
And you can stay
after class, okay?
All right, why don't
we just sing a song
before we go, huh?
How about if you're
happy and you know it?
- [Kids] Yeah!
♪ If you're happy and you
know it clap your hands ♪
♪ If you're happy and you
know it clap your hands ♪
♪ If you're happy
and you know it ♪
♪ And you really
want to show it ♪
♪ If you're happy and you
know it clap your hands ♪
- Very good, okay.
Very good, boys and girls.
I'll see you next,
oh wait, don't go.
I got a surprise.
(kids cheering)
A quarter note!
Here's to the 16th note.
A few 32nd notes.
Quarter notes.
Oh here you go.
Oh oh!
Here, there you go.
All right then, woo!
Everybody grab a card.
Bye bye.
- [Kid] Bye, teacher.
- Bye.
Bye bye, see you.
See you next week.
(tense music)
(bashing)
(car honking)
- No answer.
- So we wait till
she turns up dead.
- Beautiful.
(car honking)
(car starting)
(tense music)
(screaming)
(tense music)
(gasping)
(groaning)
(gasping)
(gun firing)
(tense music)
(breathing heavily)
(groaning)
(gasping)
(gun firing)
(gasping)
(gun firing)
(gun firing)
(tense music)
(creaking)
(cat mewing)
(somber jazz music)