Harry's Law (2011–2012): Season 1, Episode 8 - In the Ghetto - full transcript

Previously on "Harry's Law..."

Police don't really respond
to alarms in this neighborhood.

My job is to make it clear

that crap don't fly in my neighborhood.

That crap is flying in
every neighborhood.

Don't you ever do nothing

to nobody in that neighborhood again.

Especially a somebody I know!

The reason I so went after you in court

is because I was daunted by you.

You're Tommy Jefferson.



I promise you, I have a
lot of respect for you.

So if two gangs have a ridiculous
minor property dispute

like this one, they start shooting?

They got this thing here
called street advocates.

They try and fix situations like this.

We're like between mediators.

As of right now, they
have a new mediator... me.

Boone Park is on that side.

Lil' D speak for them.

I want to get out of Boone Park.

I want to go to college,
like that Malcolm kid.

What's the big deal?

Just say you're out.

In which case, they'll kill me.



Oh, come on.

Getting someone out of a gang...
that is way, way over your head.

They probably would kill him.

It's definitely a possibility.

- I cannot believe...
- Believe it!

This is way beyond the
expertise of a patent lawyer.

You better make this work, 'cause
if not, there's gonna be blood.

And it's gonna be on your
hands, you understand?

I know getting out of
a gang is difficult.

Any of you want out, my
door is open to help you.

If I hear that anybody tries
to get out and ends up dead,

I will hunt the
responsible persons down

like a mad dog.

Lewis, 'cause of me opening my mouth

they must have figured out.

But they also heard you.

They just beat me up, that's all.

You really don't get it, do you?

I probably owe you my life.

Told you,
I got nothing to say.

Mr. Anderson, I assure
you, I'm not the police.

I'm a lawyer trying to help
one of your neighbors, in fact

Buddy, lawyers don't come around

looking to help people
in this neighborhood.

Mr. Anderson?

You know me. It's what he says.

Word is that the accident happened

right in front of you.
All we want is for you

- to tell us what you saw.
- Well, now's not a good time.

If I come by tomorrow?

We'll see.

Hey, man, this is progress here.
Trust me.

He's a stubborn old dog.

"We'll see," Means probably.

You did good.

I really appreciate you
coming with me, Lewis.

You know, in high school, I was voted

"Least likely to be
trusted by anybody,"

so having you with me...

Who you with?

Who am I with?

I'm talking to him.

I ain't with nobody, bro.

Go!

Lewis!

Help!

Yes, it's an emergency!

I have a gunshot victim.

I'm on the corner of Western

and Hill!

He's bleeding out! Hurry!

Help!

Get him on his back.

What the hell? What...?

Shut up, man.

Quick, help him.

I called 911. Good for you.
Now shut up.

All right, shine the light
and glove up, all right?

Bullet's probably in the liver.
I can't get that.

Tampons quick.

Give him the light.
Put pressure right here.

Come on, quick.

Keep it steady, okay?
Stay right on my hands.

- He needs to get to an E.R.
- Do you see an E.R. Around here?

Shut up.

Come on, hurry up. Oh...

Neck. Oh, my God, he's got
a bullet in his neck?

Just grazed it. Hang in there.

All right, cut the ends.

Come on, man, let's go.

Hang on.

This ain't right. He ain't breathing.
Big needle, quick!

What are you...?

He's still alive. Try not to kill him.

Stop! Police!

He's alive?

He made it through surgery, anyway.

He'll be in recovery
at least till morning.

My God. What happened?

He was helping me with a witness.

A car pulled up... opened fire on him.

Then these kids, they
just came out of nowhere.

- What kids? - One of them was
like a teenage doctor.

His name is Willie Blue.

He's 16 years old. Been running

an underground MASH
unit since he was 14.

- How bad is Lewis?
- Not good.

- You know this kid doctor?
- Some.

Local paramedics have
known about him

and looked the other way,
but police just caught him.

Seems they ain't looking sideways.

- He's in custody. Can you help?
- Yeah.

Wait. You can't go anywhere.

I told the cops I'd look at mug shots.

I got to go down there anyway.

My God.

How'd you learn to do what
you did, if I may ask?

I started off with cuts
and bruises, right?

Then learned how to stitch.

This one guy paid me
off with his computer,

so learned the rest online
and on the streets.

You can learn online how to
remove bullets from people?

Hands, bro. It's all in the hands.

What happened to Jamaal?

Your buddy?
The police didn't catch him.

Does he practice medicine, too?

No, he just helps me
move bodies and stuff.

How's Lewis?

Alive. But not good.

I want to go down there,
but the idea of seeing him

in recovery strapped
to a bunch of wires...

I don't know if I can do it.

Well, there's probably
no point to it, Harry.

He'll just be sedated.

Hey, man, get at me soon.

I got nothing so far

on which gang we're
dealing with, but I will.

I will.

Okay, Harry?

This wasn't just Lewis.

Adam was there, too.

Now I figure they didn't
mean to shoot him.

If they did, they would have.

But he was there just the same,

and I got a job to protect you
people which I take serious.

Now I know how fond you are of Lewis,

so tell me what you want.

I'll try to find out who
did it, and if I do...

you want 'em dead, they be dead.

Tell me how you want to play it.

Malcolm, you know of this kid doctor?

Heard rumors.

A few of the gangs got him on retainer.

He supposedly removes a lot of bullets.

Delivers babies now and again.

And they're charging him with...?

I assume practicing
medicine without a license.

No arraignment's been set.
I got a meeting with the D.A.

I'm hoping to maybe cut
it off at the pass.

The fact that he saves lives will help.

The fact that he helps gangs won't.

Adam, how are you doing?

Me? I'm fine.

How could you be?

You were in the line
of gunfire last night.

- I'm fine.
- Somehow, I doubt that.

You need to talk to
somebody about this.

I was up all night talking to Chunhua.

- No, I mean somebody more...
- I'm fine.

You.

I want you to find out
who shot Lewis.

I do not want you putting yourself
in danger in the process.

If you find out, I want
you to tell the police.

And that is all.

Do I make myself clear, Damien?

Good.

I'm off to see Lewis.

- So you're Harriet Korn.
- I am.

Very nice to meet you.

Though not under these circumstances.

I want to thank you for what
you've done for my boy.

Well, I'm not sure my
coming into Lewis' life

has done him a whole lot of good.

She really don't get it, Mom.

Your son was helping
one of my associates

track down a witness
when this happened.

It wasn't Boone Park

- that did this, was it?
- No.

I don't know who it was.

Hey, Lewis.

How we feeling?

Lousy.

Yeah, well, you took quite
a few bullets, my friend.

Doctor, I'm the boy's mother.

Is he going to be okay?

We were able to repair
the surrounding organs,

but the vascular supply to his
liver has been all but destroyed.

We tied off the portal vein

and repaired the hepatic
artery as best we could.

What is that?

It's the blood vessel
going to the liver.

He's seizing. Oxygen.

Okay, let's go.

O2 15 liters.

Watch that line.

Push one milligram Lorazepam.

Pushing one milligram.

- Standing by.
- Watch the airway.

- Call Lab STAT for ammonia level.
- Got it.

Liver failure?

The thing's blown....
If he doesn't get a transplant...

which he's probably not
even a good candidate for

in his condition...
it's not good, Adam.

We're talking days, at best.

Oh, my God.

I'm going to
stay here for a while.

I wrangled a meeting with the
hospital transplant board

to see if...

- I'll let you know.
- Okay.

I'm still waiting
to meet with the D.A.

I'll check in after that.

Adam? Kim Mendelsohn.

Oh, hey. Thanks for meeting with me.

Sure. Come on in.

The first question is...

are you really going
to prosecute this kid?

Okay, then mine would be

why wouldn't I?
He's a dangerous felon.

- Dangerous felon?
- Look, I'm sure

Snoop Doogie's a genius,

but he's also a serious
threat to people's safety.

He just saved a life.

Yeah, even so, you can't...

Really?

Sorry.

I just had this first date with a guy.

Never expected him to call me back.

This boy is providing medical care.

Care which the people in
this community don't get.

Do I really need to tell you

about the lack of basic human services

in the ghettos these days?

You know what, I really
wish you wouldn't.

Look, hon, I've heard about

your motor mouth, and with me,
it's really a nonstarter.

I've got two ex-husbands,

three kids and a mother
who's still alive,

so I'm kind of immune

to the big, "Rah-rah-rah",
you know what.

Kim... can I call you Kim?

- Go for it. - I happen to know
you're a compassionate woman.

I also happen to know
that your office

is trying to cultivate a
more friendly public image.

I'm sure your superiors
would look favorably...

Okay, you know what?
I'm a little deaf to the charm.

And as for the "Let's look
good for my bosses" angle,

they're all narcissistic boozers,

so how about we take a breath,
we'll have a Tic-Tac,

and we'll just start again?

We'll plead no contest

to unauthorized practice of medicine,

you agree to charge him as a
juvenile, drop all the other charges

and recommend a stayed sentence.

That's better!

But I'm gonna charge him

as an adult with unauthorized practice,

conspiracy, complicity
with criminal enterprises,

accessory after the fact,

obstructing justice

and interfering with a police investigation.
That sound good?

Come on!

Oh, I'm sensing that it doesn't.

Okay, how about if he pleads to it all,

we'll take off some of the time?

But really only because I'm insecure

and I want you to like me.

He's a good kid.
He's not in a gang or...

Adam, he is in all of them!

The hospitals by law have to report

gunshot wounds, stabbings and the like.

That's why the bangers go to him!

Your hero aids and abets,
he obstructs justice

not to mention the
threat to human life.

Most of his patients are innocent,

law-abiding people who...

One, would also need
a license to treat.

When he gets profiled 60 Minutes,

you're gonna look like a big ghoul.

I am a big ghoul.

I did three years in ghoul school.

We're prosecuting.

So what you're telling me is

that you can't do nothing?

I didn't say that.

Look, she is letting you
out pending arraignment.

Conditioned on you not practicing

any more medicine.

You got parents? I should talk to them.

What's up with Lewis?

He needs a new liver.

Is he gonna die?

We don't know.

My understanding is that in
a case of life and death,

- a patient would be bumped to the
top of the list. - That's true.

But it would be conditioned
on the patient's ability

to withstand the procedure and...

The boy just took six
bullets and lived.

That should tell you he's a survivor.

It's because he took the
six bullets that we...

This kid is going to die.
That makes him Status One.

Counsel, as I'm sure you
can appreciate, there are

precious few livers to give out.

And we need to make 'em count.

Lewis Epps is not likely
to survive the procedure.

That isn't true.

You seriously mean to impose
your medical judgment here?

You're right. That was wrong.

I'm just a lawyer.
I should only offer a legal perspective.

Here it is: if that boy...
Status One... doesn't get

a transplant, and dies,
his family will have

a wrongful death claim
against this hospital

which I will bring with all my girth.

- Are you threatening us?
- That's exactly what I'm doing.

You want to roll the dice here, fine.

Let's play.

What about the mother?

She was tested; not a compatible donor,

according to the doctors.

I'm off to see Willie.

I'll be back in an hour.

This would be what is
known as an act of God.

Harry told me about your case.

The prosecuting attorney
is Kim Mendelsohn?

Okay, anybody here
know what that meant?

I don't want to know what that meant.

Kim Mendelsohn and I
used to be a thing.

She loved me then, she loves me now.

I'm the one who got away.

She is putty to me.

You and Kim Mendelsohn
were once together?

Consider this in the bag; putty.

Thanks, but, uh...

But what?

Putty, I tell you.

Bring me up to speed.

I'll have your boy out
by end of business.

Walk with me.

Harry, I think we should move.

What do you mean, move?

I don't like what this
neighborhood is doing to us.

What is it doing?

It's dragging us into this big hole.

Adam got shot at, Chunhua
almost got raped,

Damien almost killed somebody,
Lewis almost got killed.

And it's not a fluke, Harry.

It's life in this neighborhood.

And yeah, we can take it
for a while, we have,

but everything, it's going to get us.

And it's going to win.

It's going to win.

You're too old to be
getting into fights, dawg.

It's one thing if you
win one now and again.

You're gonna feel a
little pull here, okay?

All right.

Ow! That kinda hurt, man!

All right, man, you're done.

Plan to fight?
Please get hit in the other eye.

Shirley, could you bring
Armand up here, please?

Willie, you got bail conditioned
on you not practicing.

Yeah, yeah.

All right, take a deep
breath for me, baby, okay?

He's been coughing for
two days and he's hot.

Got a little cough, my man?

All right, let's check the ear.

Okay, the cough is just from a cold.

But he has an ear infection

and that's where the
fever's coming from.

All right? So I'm gonna give you this.

I'm gonna give you this antibiotic.

I want him to take half a teaspoon

three times a day, okay? Don't forget.

And bring him back in a couple of days.

Thanks, honey.

Where'd you get the antibiotics?

Man, why do you got to know that?

Willie, Cole got stabbed a little.

All right, lay him down there.

He won't let me pull the knife.

He screams every time I touch it.

Hold him down.

You two could help, you know?

This is a $4,000 suit. That's a leg.

It's okay.

He gonna die... Lewis?

He might.

We want to donate, you understand?

With liver transplants, there's
no need to take the whole thing.

Only just a small part, so...

one of us has to be a match.

You're all here offering
to be liver donors?

Just tell us what we got to do.

You're the ones who beat Lewis
within an inch of his life.

We like the kid, lady.

That's why we didn't kill him.

Oh, dear God,
just the image of you.

Tommy, how are you?

Right now, looking at you?
Loaded question.

My mind quickly jumps
back to Napa, 1994.

You, me, in the shower, remember?

Every time I think of
you and me together,

it makes me want to shower.

I'm working on the Willie Blue case.

He's a good kid.

Kim, like a son to me.

Saves lives.

I know I can find it in that
heart of yours to let him go.

If not that heart, then...

If you're here thinking
that you can trade on

what truly was the lowest
moment of my life,

forget it.

Ballistics just came back.

What ballistics?

There were a bunch of bullets

in Dr. Willie's little backpack.

Bullets that he had taken out
of various patients, it seems.

And?

And one of those bullets

was from a police officer's gun.

A police officer who was
killed in a shootout

a couple of weeks ago after
he fired on the gunman

and hit him in the shoulder.

Which means Willie is
complicit with a cop killer.

That's a game-changer.

Look... Don't even try.

I don't care how many people
your little angel has saved.

None of it makes up
for a dead cop.

A cop killer?

That's the bad news.

- The good news is we have an opportunity.
- Which is?

She'll let Willie go completely
if he forks over the shooter.

- Really?
- We need to talk to the kid,

then go back to the D.A.
The only other play I see is

try this in the media,
which I'm happy to do.

That's... Okay, let's go see Willie.

You really think we should move?

I don't know.

How many more shootings or muggings?

I don't know how much
longer I can do it.

Do what?

Are you serious?

You say you don't know
how long you can do it.

I'm not sure what you mean.

You know what, Malcolm?

I have the toughest
job of everyone here.

You know why?
Because it falls on me

every day to come in
here and be upbeat.

Harry has the personality of a troll,

you see Adam get sucked into a funk,

you have a permanently furrowed brow,

but Jenna, hey,

she keeps everything
upbeat, doesn't she?

It's attitude, Malcolm.

It's, it's, positive outlook.

I just don't know if I can do it, okay?

Look, I treat lots of people, okay?

I never ask how they
get their wounds or...

This one would have been
an upper right shoulder

wound two weeks ago Tuesday night.

You just need to tell him who he was.

I don't know who it was.

Look, kid, you want
your freedom or not?

Ever hear of doctor-patient privilege?

I have. It applies to real
doctors, which you're not.

People won't come in here for help

if they think I'm gonna rat.

Willie, you have a
chance at avoiding jail.

And do you really want to protect
some guy who killed a cop?

You're not hearing me.

My patients won't come in if they think

I'm gonna call the authorities.

I get a lot of illegals, and if they...

Hey, Earth to Willie? Dead cop.

The police are gonna do
everything to get that shooter.

If that means torturing you,
they'll happily do it.

The only real question here is

do you derive any benefit from
having that information or not?

I don't know the guy's name, okay?!

It would be considered a
directed organ donation

to someone with a special
relationship with Lewis.

You have no reason not to honor it.

First of all, I think I speak

for everyone in this room

when I say I am touched

by the generosity of heart

demonstrated by your band of criminals.

Our answer, however, is no.

What? Why?

Even though

this is arguably legitimate,

the decision still ultimately rests

with the board's discretion, and...

- And what?
- These are violent criminals.

We're hardly convinced
they're here on purely

altruistic reasons.
There's likely some quid pro quo.

Such as what?
You don't have any evidence.

It's enough if we suspect it.

Ms. Korn, these people lie,
cheat, steal, and murder

for a living.

Forgive us for not
trusting their assurances.

- Mr. Barron...
- There are hundreds

of thousands of people
waiting for organs.

We are desperate for people to donate.

They won't, if the
integrity of the system

- is called into question.
- There's a kid

lying in one of your hospital
beds who will die...

Our hospital is half-filled
with dying patients.

A testament to the quality of
your care, I'm sure, but...

- I don't think insulting us is...
- All right.

First you state the
survivability of the patient,

now you say you don't like the
people who want to donate.

Why are we even here?
Shouldn't you be off somewhere

suing us by now, with all your girth?

That was uncalled for, Frank. Ms. Korn,

we appreciate the
potentially tragic stakes

involved here. We really do.

We deal with this every single day.

Sometimes it seems we're
in the business of

looking family members
in the eye and saying,

"Sorry. We won't save your loved one."

It isn't a fun experience.

So when we say "Integrity of the
system," It isn't just blather.

We're seeing an increase
in illegal transplants,

Black-Market organ buyers.

There is basically a
worldwide flea market

for kidneys on the Internet.

We just had an arrest in
New York of an organ broker.

- But that's not this case.
- No, it isn't.

But you know as well as I do
this would be front-page news.

We certainly don't want this hospital

singled out as the one who
saved a gang member by...

- Lewis Epps is not a gang member.
- He was.

He was in Boone Park.

The very gang that's stepping forward.

We do not

trust the legitimacy
of this procurement.

We do respect your point of view.

We ask you to respect ours.

So it's over?

It's not over.

I'm Leland Parks.
We haven't officially met.

I'm Chief of Staff here.

I won't bother with the primer

on hospital politics,
there isn't time.

Go get yourself a court
order; I'll make this happen.

Do you know of a court that
would give me that order?

No. But you strike me as an
uncommonly resilient woman.

Hurry, Ms. Korn.

The boy's going south.

Of all the judges, you pick me?

The one who tried to get you disbarred?

Well, you strike me as a
normally reasonable person.

And a compassionate one.

- And you figure I might owe you one.
- Okay.

They admitted he
was Status One, so...

Even if I were to give
you this ex parte,

they would be back here so fast,

- demanding a full hearing.
- No.

The Chief of Staff assured
me that wouldn't happen.

And what allows me to
substitute my judgment

for that of a medical board?

This isn't a medical decision, really.

It's an administrative one.

You will have to do better than that.

Okay, can you even give me a
legal nail to hang my robe on?

When I go rogue, I like to
at least make it look good.

Well, they're saying they
question the legitimacy

of the procurement.

Do they not have a burden to at least

substantiate their doubt?

My suspicion is that the
burden falls on you

to show that they're
guilty of bad faith.

Can we pretend I satisfied that burden?

This kid was born into a gang.

He risked his life to get out.

Got beaten half to death for doing so,

and now, while helping us on
another case, he gets shot.

He's got to be due for a break,
somewhere, from somebody.

And you think it's here. From me.

Well, I could be wrong,

but sometimes a judge
gets to make a ruling

not because it's necessarily
supported by the law,

but because it feels in her gut
like the right thing to do.

Just do this, Judge.

It's not like it'll kill anybody
if you give me this order.

Whereas if you don't?

And yes, you do owe me one.

He doesn't know the guy's name?
You expect me to believe that?

He doesn't ask questions.
He just treats wounds.

He doesn't know the guy's name?

Come on, Kim. Nobody...

When you and I first slept together,

we didn't know each other's names.

Get him down to the police station,

and have him start looking
through mug books.

There is no deal unless
he makes the shooter.

Could... hang back here a
second, could you, please?

I didn't appreciate that remark.

- I was just saying...
- I know what you were saying,

and I don't like it.

My apologies.

Tommy, I am embarrassed that
you and I were once a couple.

- Why?
- Because!

You were that guy, seen on television,

with your ridiculous...

Look, it doesn't exactly help my career

to be associated with you, plus...

We laughed together.

We traveled, we...
enjoyed each other, Kim.

Why would you be
embarrassed about that?

Most people would give anything
to be able to enjoy life.

I don't want you making comments.

Okay?

Okay.

That took you exactly 25 minutes.

In a prior life, I was Wonder Woman.

Well, we found three good matches

among your collection
of Good Samaritans.

With one that is exceptional.

It's you.

All right, then.

So my brow is furrowed, is it?

Permanent?

Oh, mm, I'm sorry.

- I didn't really mean...
- It's okay.

I went to the doctor's, try
to get it fixed, he said,

nothing he could do.

Best thing is a procedure
to make my ears stick out

so people notice that instead.

Thought it worked, till now.
You still noticed.

Wow. You think that you're
really funny, don't you?

Like, really, really funny.

Nice try, though.

Okay, good news is, I
seen him in this book.

All right, which one?

Bad news is,

I ain't telling you until
we improve my deal.

What? Willie?

Look, I want immunity
if I ever get caught

practicing medicine again.
I mean, which I won't.

All right.
Before you start lecturing me,

big lady, a lot of my
patients are undocumented.

Okay? If they don't get me,

they get no medical treatment at all.

I mean, and even those who
got coverage can't afford

to miss a whole day's work,

which they would if they
had to go to the ER.

So you need to think of them people,

big lady.

Thank you. I will.

But for now?

Pick out the guy who shot the cop,

or I will have your bail
revoked, and you will be

sleeping in a jail cell
tonight, you little turd.

Willie, you gotta do this.
That's the deal.

Look, I don't want to run here, bro.

No, you don't.

Pick out the shooter.

There.

- That's the guy.
- Positive?

Positive. Look, I remember.

That dude looked scary.

I was a little afraid of him.

He was a big dude.

It was like he wasn't
even grateful, you know?

Yeah, that's-that's him.

Willie, are you sure?

I told you, I'm positive.

Hey, that's the guy.

Li'l D?

Harry, it's only
a matter of time

before the police
find out where he is.

Adam, you've got to... he's the donor.

He's in pre-op now. They've
scheduled the surgery for...

if the police show up here,

the board will stop the procedure.

There's no way they'll...
Oh, my God.

You gotta go back to this D.A.

Just buy a few hours.

We're talking about a cop killer.

I very much doubt the
police will hold off, here.

All right. I'll meet you
at the D.A.'s office.

I'm on my way.

You don't seriously think I'm
going to delay his arrest

- so he gets the chance to play hero?
- This isn't about him.

It's about Lewis Epps, who will die...

This man shot and killed
a police officer.

And he's effectively in custody now.

He's not going anywhere.

There's no guarantee of that.

If he gets wind that we're
looking for him, he could...

What I'm asking's that you
don't go looking for him.

At least not until the
procedure is underway.

Don't go looking for him? The thing is,

if the police even show
up at the hospital,

it'll kill the transplant.

I know it. I barely pushed
this thing through as it is.

Ms. Korn, even if I had the
authority to delay his arrest...

The police will follow your lead.

The answer is no.

Kim... I know you don't
like it out there

that you and I were once...

but...

but we were.

And one reason we were,
at least in my mind,

I loved you.

Quite a lot, actually.

Tommy, that is not really
relevant to this...

Yes, it is.

I loved you for a lot of
reasons, but one was,

you had a humanity that
I could only aspire to.

And I admired that you
were a tough D.A.

But you were kind, where you could be.

And you can be here, Kim.

You can catch your bad guy,
and allow Lewis Epps to live.

This boy hasn't caught
many breaks in his life.

If he doesn't catch one now...

he's dead.

The procedure is set to start when?

About an hour.

At which point we move in.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- Hey, Mom.
- Don't you die on me, you hear?

You hear me?

Don't worry.

Harry will kick my ass if I do.

Don't forget it.

See you soon.

I love you.

I love you, baby.

Can I talk to him, please?

I don't even know what to say to you.

I will never forget what
you are doing here.

Thank you.

How's it going?

They've been in about two hours.

They say it'll take at
least another five or six.

Look, if I can have
everybody's attention.

One of the reasons I never had children

was because... well, I loathe children.

They're as overrated as chicken soup.

But I'm going to play mother now.

First you.

You witnessed a near murder.

You were almost killed yourself.

If you do not get therapy,

I will personally drag your ass

into the doctor's office, you got that?

Jenna?

We're going to have days where we...

the things that have gone on,

how could we not be
running for the exits?

But this neighborhood,

despite all its faults,
it's in my blood now.

Is there danger here?

Okay.

Pain? Absolutely.

But it's in me, this neighborhood.

The battles we wage,

like the one we're waging
today, they matter.

I just think that you speak
with the perspective

of a 60-year-old,

and maybe some of us want
to live to be 60, too.

That's all.

Anyone else want out?

I don't think anybody wants out.

I just think as we go
about our business

fighting for everybody else,

we got to take care of each other, too.

Maybe we're not doing enough of that.

You can park over there
in visitor parking.

I'll stay with Malcolm.

Anything new?

Just waiting.

Tommy, this wouldn't
be happening right now

if you hadn't come through
in a very big way.

I know. I'm really good.

Yeah, you are.

Thanks.

Chief of staff's been looking for you.

He's not happy about all the police.

That was really nice what you said

about how we all needed
to look after each other.

Yeah.

You know what you need to do?

Not be afraid to have a bad mood.

I mean, it's good your
positive attitude and all,

but you won't survive
if you hold stuff in.

Maybe.

No maybe.

I'm right, and you know I am.

Have your little tantrums.
We can take it.

Will do.

Thank you.

I didn't see that coming.

- Me neither. I'm sorry.
- No, no, I'm sorry.

You shouldn't even say you're sorry.
I started it.

You don't have to say sorry.

You like Elvis Presley?

I'm sorry?

Elvis... you a fan?

Well, I suppose. Why?

This whole thing reminds
me of that song of his,

"In the Ghetto."

It's a fabulous song.

I love that song.

♪As the crowd gathers round
an angry young man ♪

♪Facedown in the street
with a gun in his hand ♪

Tommy...

Perhaps some other time.

♪And his mama cried... ♪

Sorry.

Mrs. Epps?

Yes.

One amazingly tough kid you got there.

Oh, thank God.

- Really?
- Not out of the woods.

With transplants, there
is the risk of rejection,

infection, a lot of potholes.

But it went very well.

Lewis is doing well.

We're guardedly optimistic.

Thank you. Thank you.

And I understand you're the one

- who got him to us.
- I did.

Yeah, well, you've got a good
pair of hands, young man.

You get your training, you'll
be some kind of doctor.

I'll get that training, too.

All I need is $200,000.

When can we see Lewis?

Oh, he'll be out for
another five or six hours.

The donor's awake now.

Hey.

Hey. He live?

He lived. It all went well.

That's the good news.

There's bad news, I'm afraid.

Li'l D, don't say anything.

What's going on?
Don't say anything at all.

Isaac Roberts, you are under arrest

for the murder of Officer Xavier Elroy.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and
will be used against you

in a court of law. You have the
right to speak with an attorney.

If you can't afford...

You agreed to represent him?

I couldn't hang him out. Not after...

You represent a cop killer, Harry,

you can forget about having a good
relationship with the police.

I'm not saying I'll defend
him in court, Tommy.

I just couldn't hang him
out to dry tonight.

♪As the snow flies ♪

♪And a hungry little boy
with a runny nose ♪

♪Plays in the street as
the cold wind blows ♪

♪ln the ghetto ♪

♪And his hunger burns ♪

♪So he starts to roam
the streets at night ♪

♪And he learns how to steal
and he learns how to fight ♪

♪ln the ghetto ♪

♪Then one night in desperation ♪

♪The young man breaks away ♪

♪He buys a gun, steals
a car, tries to run ♪

♪But he don't get far ♪

♪And his mama cries ♪

♪As the crowd gathers round
an angry young man... ♪