Hill Street Blues (1981–1987): Season 6, Episode 16 - Remembrance of Hits Past - full transcript

Capt. Furillo is shot on the courthouse steps, and Joyce recalls the details of their meeting and courtship. The shooter dons a cop uniform and stalks Frank in the hospital. Buntz tracks him down and they have a confrontation in a stairwell.

- Sure you do.

- What's wrong with it?

- Something about it. The width.

- The vest would
have covered it.

It's not anything anybody
was going to notice in court.

- For me, it's déjà vu.
You wore it at the first trial.

The day Biomonte
skipped the country.

- You really noticed?
- Mm-hmm.

- I'm flattered.

Don't be.

You're lucky I don't
judge a man by his tie.



- I know I'm lucky.

- Mm.

- Item six.

Federal investigation into
local meat handling practices.

Illegal sales of inferior pork
bellies have been traced to...

- Corner of Decker and
125th. I know her, Sarge.

- Anyway, Nick Belker
is working undercover

at Korloff's Packing Plant
coordinating with people

from the Health
Department. Item seven.

The retrial of Al Biomonte
begins in earnest today.

- Just like with those Nazis,

this mafia kingpin thought
he could skip out on justice.

But even though it took
seven years, they got him.

He's been extradited
from Palermo.



Captain's testifying
against him today.

Item eight relates in
so much as Lt. Hunter

takes Station Command
in the Captain's absence.

Last item.

If you can sing,
if you can dance,

if you can play an instrument,

tell jokes, juggle, do magic,

you ought to sign up for the PBA
Dependence Fund Amateur Night.

- Oh.

- Now, people, people,
the Hill and the Heights

are responsible for
raising this money for

the widows and the orphans.

So, if you've got any
talent, for heaven's sake,

get out there
tonight and flaunt it,

because we want
to have a great show.

Huh? Okay, that's all I've got.

Let's move. Stop them
from getting away out there.

- See, it's not just the voice.

It's what the singer does
with the words to the song.

It's called phrasing.

- Phrasing.
- Sarge.

- Yeah.
- Listen.

In reference to this talent
thing I've been hearing about,

I'm not the kind of guy
who blows his own horn,

but people tell me
I'm kind of funny.

- You mean, jokes?

- Yeah. I've got
some great ones.

- I don't know, Lieutenant.

There's going to be
wives and kids at this thing.

- Uh, hey, listen,
Stan, I'm not talking

about that kind of stuff.
I mean, harmless things.

You know, like,
uh, like Polish jokes.

- ♪ God bless America ♪

You know, now see,
that's real boring.

But now listen to this.

♪ God bless America ♪

♪ Land that I love ♪

Now, I have just taken a
standard song and imbued it

with phrasing so that
it makes it distinctly...

- No question.
- My own.

- ♪ Stand beside her ♪

- With regard to press
inquiries that might

come regarding Biomonte trial.

- We have no comment, Howard.

Any press releases
come out of Division.

- Well, I just want to give
you the final assurance

that during my
brevative command,

that I shall do everything
I can to maintain

the continuum of order.

- I'm not worried, Howard.

- Good morning, Frank.
- Irwin.

- Henry.
- Did we get it all?

- 17 pieces of physical
evidence are on their way

from the vaults at Farmingdale.

- And statement files?
- Up to date.

- Gentlemen.

- Take you back, Frank?

- Seven years.

- Considering what I read
in this morning's paper,

this case could be a couple
of rungs on your ladder.

How about it?

You planning on some
extra mileage from Biomonte?

- What are you referring to now?

- The current rumor's
finally made it into print.

Today's editorial
page describes you

as a viable candidate for mayor.

- I said before, I've been
approached by some people,

I haven't agreed
to run for anything.

- Of course not. And he
whines that we play the press.

- Hey, it's Daniels.
- Excuse me, Chief Daniels.

- Mr. Biomonte claims
the charges against him

will be invalidated by
the statute of limitations?

- That's ridiculous.

The statute does not run
when you flee the country

to avoid prosecution.

- He also says
the passing of time

has diminished the
importance of this case.

- You have to talk to the
widow of Officer Terrali...

- Do you think this case
will enhance your prospects...

- As the man accused
of ordering the murder...

- Frank what is it?

- I heard a shot.

- Get back! Get back!

- Get back! Get
back, all of you!

For God's sake,
call the paramedics!

- Oh, my God. My God.

- We don't have a choice.

We've got to go inside and fast.

- I'm going to call his wife.

- God, yes.
- She musn't hear on the news.

- What can I tell her?

- I can't make any prognosis.
It's minute by minute.

- Officer, let me use your VHF.

- Dispatch. Chief Daniels.

I've got a code 11.

Pipe me to the Captain.

- Yes. Very urgent.

No I don't want anyone
taking a message to her.

I've got to talk to her myself.

She's in court.

- We don't know yet,
Gene. It looks bad.

I want round-the-clock
guards on him.

- Biomonte?

- There's no
question in my mind.

And there's a good
chance he could try again.

- Hey, Luce, you've
got to help me.

I can't do it... I can't
do half my tricks.

I can't do the rabbits,
I can't do the doves.

I can't do the sword in the box.

I need an assistant.

- All right. But I'm not
wearing black tights. Got it?

- All units. We have
a reported shooting

of a police officer at the
municipal courts building.

- Yeah, do we have
the officer's name?

- Captain Furillo.

- Oh, boy.

- There are countless
errors in translation

and a total
confusion of the facts.

I would therefore ask the
court that this document

be stricken from use.

- Miss Davenport, the bailiff
has just handed me a note.

You have an emergency
phone call from

a Lieutenant Henry Goldblume.

- They shot the Chief of Police?
- No, it was the other guy.

Furillo. Right in
front of the Court.

Right...

- Hey, pick up your pig.
Nobody drops meat around here.

- You crazy?

- It's believed the
man on the roof of

the courthouse fired the shot
which struck Captain Furillo.

Early reports coming in...

- Oh, my God. Oh, no.

- Any increase in
blood pressure?

- Up three and holding.
- Rib spreader.

- Now, a bunch of
people are going to want

to rush right down there.

So, uh, we're going to...
we're going to have to work out

a system of shifts by twos.
And according to roster.

- Uh, yes, yes.

- Now, I'm going to
pass the word to, uh,

discourage individual
phone calls to the hospital.

That's just going
to tie things up.

I'll be checking
with the doctors

and I'll be posting bulletins.

Is that okay?
- Yes.

- Now, a lot of people are
going to want to donate blood.

So, uh, well, you
know, help make up

what the hospital puts out.

So, I'm going to be
checking blood types

and anybody who matches
the Captain is going to go first

in case they need direct donors.

Hey, you, uh, you
okay, Lieutenant?

No.

- What's the matter?

- I just can't seem
to think straight.

- Yeah, I know what you mean.

I'm fighting to keep
on track, myself.

But we've got to
take care of things.

Can't let him down.

- Yes. You're right, Sergeant.

Thank you.

- I can still feel bone chips.

- Suction.

- What percent O2 is he on?
- 70%.

That's right.

Follow my finger
down. That's good.

Sammy, plug the whole area.

This is a mess down here.

- What's his blood pressure?
- 63.

- Damn.

- Mrs. Furillo.

How is he?

- Still in surgery.
- It's been almost an hour.

- What happened?

The radio said it was a sniper
on the roof of the Courthouse.

- Somebody shot from the
crowd with a silenced gun.

Couldn't have been
more than five feet.

- We don't know that.
- I heard it.

- I know the sound
of a silenced gun.

I didn't hear it. I
was next to him.

Closer than we are right now.

I promise, I swear to you,
we'll get whoever did this.

- Dr. Mendelsohn.

This is Captain Furillo's wife.

- I'll come right to the point.

Captain Furillo has
suffered severe injury

to the vascular system
surrounding the heart,

and is in a deep state of shock.

Now, we have
repaired the damage,

as much as possible,

but there is still some
internal seepage of blood.

- Is he going to live?

- To a great extent,
his survival will depend

on the strength of his system,

and his own will over the
next eight or nine hours.

Hopefully, he'll stabilize,
and then we'll know more.

- Uh, hello, Miss Davenport.

- Lieutenant Buntz.

I don't think you're
supposed to be here.

- Yeah, I know.

I had to tell the
doctors I was from

the medical examiner's officer.

But I got something
I want to say to you,

and I think maybe
it's kind of important.

I mean, I know everybody's
expressing their sympathies,

and that's all fine.

But I figure at a time
like this, it might be better

to hear something positive.

- Something positive?

- I'm remembering back to
when I first met the Captain.

And, uh, he don't necessarily
give the impression

that he could, uh, tough it
through an ordeal like this.

You know, being shot in
the chest, looks pretty bad.

Look, maybe I don't
know the man as, as long

as everybody else, but I
know what's inside the guy

and this ain't
going to stop him.

Now, I'm not just giving you
an opinion here, Miss Davenport.

This is something I know.

It's like, uh, like
a sixth sense.

I've always had it.

And, uh, he's going to be okay.

- You're sure?
- Oh, yeah.

I mean, I wouldn't have
bothered you like this

if I wasn't absolutely certain.

And, also, I feel, uh,
I feel the more people

that have my kind
of positive attitude,

well, I think it
helps the Captain.

- Helps me.
- Good.

- Look, I'm sure you've got
a lot of people you call first,

but if there's ever
anything I can do, you know.

- Thank you.

At the courthouse we
have Marsha Trindon

with Al Biomonte.

- Has your
extradition in any way

adversely affected your plans?
- Yeah.

I lost my home and
dislocated my wife and family.

It was this same kind of
brutality that drove me out

of this country
in the first place.

My own life has been threatened.

I know what it's like.

But whatever our differences,
my prayers really go out

to Furillo and his family.

- But you had no
connection with the shooting?

- What are you,
crazy? Of course not.

I was 50 feet away. You
think I'd be that stupid?

- Now, do you hope for
a mistrial at this point?

- If there was any justice,

I wouldn't be here
in the first place.

Take yourself back seven
years to when this all began.

It's deliberate persecution.

- Who has deliberately
persecuted you?

- Cops. Cops are trying
to make their careers

persecuting an innocent man.

That's all this case is about.

I'll tell you another thing.

An honest judge will throw
the whole thing in the street.

- Mrs. Furillo?

These are Mr. Furillo's
personal belongings.

They were removed
before surgery.

- Thank you.

Do you know if there's
been any improvement?

- I really can't say.

You'll have to speak
to Dr. Mendelsohn.

Notes on first day of testimony

and trial of Biomonte
and LeClerque.

Exhibits 25 to 41 are
transcribed recordings

of conversations
between undercover

Detectives Davillo and
Kuruli, and Jason LeClerque.

- Lieutenant Furillo, is it
not correct that you supervise

all undercover work done by
Detectives Kurulli and Davillo?

- Yes.

- And you were certainly
aware that Detectives Kurulli

and Devillo approached
Mr. LeClerque

with a large amount
of money. $10,000.

- Yes, I am.

- What was the purpose of
approaching Mr. LeClerque

with $10,000?

- We had reason to
believe that Jason LeClerque

could arrange a narcotics
purchase from Al Biomonte.

- $10,000.00.

Is that the usual
amount for street dealers

purchase of drugs?

- There is no usual amount.

- Why did you offer
such a large amount?

- We wanted Mr. LeClerque
to take our offer seriously.

- Isn't that another way of
saying you wanted to entice him?

- Mr. LeClerque has a
long history of transactions...

- That's not what I asked.

- narcotics and if you'll let
me finish, I'll answer your...

- Mr. LeClerque's past offenses
are not an issue in this trial

and were not part
of my questions.

- You asked why
we offered $10,000.

I'm just trying to say that
Mr. LeClerque's past offenses

qualified him, in our minds,
as a man experienced

in the large-scale
purchase of drugs.

- And so to that
end, Mr. LeClerque

was offered a chance,
enticed with $10,000,

to commit a crime for
which he is now standing trial.

- That's not true.

- Oh, no? Which
part of it isn't true?

- We did not entice him.
- Let me ask you this.

If your detectives had not
given Mr. LeClerque $10,000,

would the purchase of the drugs

for which he is now being
tried, have been made?

- I object. The question
calls for speculation

on the part of the witness.

- Sustained.

- The Defense has no
further questions, Your Honor.

- You made it. I'd
almost given you up.

- Sorry, Evan. I had a long day.

- I was getting so bored
talking to would-be politicians

and would-be king-makers,
I almost decided to run

for something just
to relieve my ennui.

- How did they get
in without a warrant?

- Oh, come on, Joyce.

Can't have a bear-baiting
without the bears.

I wonder who
picks Furillo's ties.

- Oh, you're cruel, Evan.

- Just observant. Excuse me.

Hi, how are you?

- And what about the victims?

Do you think that Miranda
serves them with justice?

Open your ears to the
public. They're outraged.

- Why can't you
gentlemen come clean?

It's got nothing to
do with the victims.

Your beef is with a law
that makes it hard to bully

and intimidate innocent
people into self-incrimination.

- You're wrong.

In fact, I think the
Miranda decision

has improved police procedures.

- Well.

- There's a problem
with public perception

when convicted
criminals are routinely

released on technicalities.

- Uh, uh, you're talking about
maybe two or three percent

of all the cases.

- But those are the
cases that are publicized.

And then there's a backlash.

The public demands a
harder line in law enforcement.

- And you wouldn't want that.
- No, I wouldn't.

- I need a drink.

- We killed him.

- Hello, Counselor.

- Hello, Lieutenant.

Champagne to wash down a canapé?

- Hmm, no, I don't drink.
- Never?

You may not have noticed,
but this is a cocktail party.

So, what brings you here?
Are you seeking office?

Or are you simply a friend
of man who is seeking office?

- I came because the
Inspector invited me here,

and because I was curious.

- Is it all you expected?
- And more.

- What's the more?
- You.

- Joyce.

- I have to mingle.

- I have an alarm clock.
- But you never use it.

Probably doesn't work.

- We'll open the blinds
and awaken with the dawn.

It's spring. Birds will sing.

- Not on the 11th floor.

- Excuse me.
- Mm. Evan.

- What?

It's Mr. Tact.

Do you have some problem?

- Why, excuse
me for interrupting,

but, uh, my car's blocked.

- Goodbye.

- Are you okay?
- I think so. You?

- I don't believe this.

- You were going the wrong way.

- I had no choice. They
closed the damned gate.

Why didn't you honk your horn?

- I don't think I can drive it.

- Look, I'm totally
in... insured.

Let me give you
my agent's number.

Uh, I'm really sorry about this.

- Well, accidents happen.
Thank you. Thank you.

- How you getting home?

- Uh, well...

I guess I'll grab a cab.

It's pouring rain and it's
the middle of the night.

Shouldn't have
any problem at all.

- Where do you live?
- Boylston Heights.

- Way out there?

- Well, I could
probably find a cab

over at the Cumberland Hotel.

- Get in. I'll take you over.

- Change it if you want.
- I listen to WNK.

- Really?

- There any reason
why I shouldn't?

- No, I was
surprised, that's all.

Do you play an instrument?

- No. You?

- I wish. No.

- Go to concerts?

- Not as much as
I'd like to. Do you?

- Not for a while. Five years.

I'd like to start
to going again.

I lied.

- Lied about what?

- I play the violin. Badly.

- I won't tell. I
sort of lied, too.

- You took ballet.

- That's right. How'd you know?

- Dancer's attitude. It shows.

- Because I walk with my toes.

- That, and your posture.
- Hm. I quit at age 12.

- Some things mark you for life.

- Yes, fortunately and
unfortunately, some things do.

- No cabs.
- Well, I can wait inside.

- Suppose a cab doesn't come?
- My tough luck.

It's been enjoyable. Joyce.

- I really feel bad just
dumping you here.

- Well, you can come in and
have a cup of coffee while I wait.

- Under the circumstances,
it's the best I can offer.

- Look, I don't
live far from here.

I suppose we could
go to my apartment

and I can make coffee,
you can call a cab.

- Okay. Oh, wait.
- What?

- A cab just pulled up.

- Oh. I didn't see it.

- Well, it's right there.

Too bad.

- I guess good night.

- Thanks for the ride.

See you in court.

- Okay, Mr...

- All right, your blood type
matches Captain Furillo's

so you will qualify
as a direct donor.

- Good. Take all you need.

- Flex your hand.
- You sure I... I can't donate?

- Not if you've had hepatitis.

- Lady, that was
eight years ago.

- I'm sorry. Just keep
flexing your hand.

- Tommy Volucci used
to work for Biomonte.

- Hey, that was years ago, man.

- Yeah, but he might
know something.

- I'll get you
some orange juice.

Are you all right?

- Yeah, I'm fine. Is
there any, uh, word?

- Last I heard
condition's unchanged.

Still listed as grave.

- Which is worse,
grave or critical?

- Nurse says grave's
as bad as it gets.

- Oh.

- Stay here and rest
for at least 20 minutes.

If you feel sick
or faint, call me.

- Excuse me. My name is Laslo.

I called about donating
blood for Captain Furillo.

- You'd have to be
typed to see if you qualify

as a direct donor.

If not, you can still donate
blood in Captain Furillo's name.

- Thank you.
- Fill out this form.

I'll be right with you.
- Thank you.

- You a, uh, friend
of Captain Furillo's?

- No, just a concerned cop.

- I'd be Renko,
Street Street Station.

I just want to tell
you, I appreciate

what you're doing very much.

- Well, there isn't a cop in
town that isn't pulling for him.

- That's Furillo.
Get a doctor, stat.

- Call Dr. Mendelsohn.

- We'll transfuse as
soon as we get there.

- What happened?
- He's hemorrhaging.

- Let's go. Move.

OR 3 is open.

- The last ten minutes.

- Blood pressure is
70 over take your pick.

- Open him up.
I'll get scrubbed.

- Who's the
anesthesiologist on call?

- Union Memorial Hospital.
- Hello, yes.

Um, I want to find
out about a patient.

Police Captain Frances Furillo.

- I'll transfer you...
- Hey.

- Not on my time, old man.
- Oh, you don't understand.

I got a sick relative.

- Yeah, and I got 10
sides of beef waiting

for a piggy-back
ride to the freezer.

Now, move it.
- No. Hey.

I'm guaranteed two
15 minute breaks.

- And you ain't heard no buzzer.

Now, when you hear the buzzer,
that's when you make your call.

Otherwise, you haul meat. Move.

- What is that?
- I don't know what's...

- Hey! Hey! Not that.

The stuff you unload
is in the other truck.

- Clearly there's
an emotional issue.

I understand that.

- I'm not saying I should
head the investigation,

but people on the
Hill should be involved.

- We all want to be involved.

Don't you know what I
feel, seeing Frank shot down

as I stood beside him?

But this investigation, with
all its inherent complexities,

requires a certain
level of expertise.

What I'm gently
trying to tell you,

is that this is out
of your league.

- Gene.
- Chief. Henry.

I heard he's back in surgery.

- Doesn't look good.

- S.I.D. went over
Furillo's clothes

to determine the angle of entry.

Judging from where he
was standing on the steps,

they figure the gun was fired
from no more than 10 feet away.

The guy must have
been in the crowd.

- Told you I heard the shot.

- I'm afraid to ask.

- He's back in surgery.

An artery was so bad
the stitches wouldn't hold.

They're going to replace it
with a vein graft from his leg.

- Does that mean he's
going to be all right?

- I just don't know, Fay.

- Have you told his parents?

- I spoke with his
brother this morning.

And he said he'd
tell the others.

I suppose I should
call him back, but, uh,

I was hoping I'd have
something to tell him.

- I wish I could wait with you.

But I've got Frank Jr.
He's with my mother.

He's waiting for
me to come tell him.

He loves his dad. He's
going to be so scared.

- I know.

- Would you tell my
husband I'm here, please?

- And you're here to see?
- Lieutenant Furillo.

- Hello, Fay. Oh, hi.

- Here, Frank. Catch.

- What is this?

- It's your child support
and alimony check.

It bounced pretty
good at the bank.

- Uh, listen, Fay, uh...
- No, you listen.

I've heard every lie,
I've heard every excuse.

- I'm having a little
problem with my bank.

- You're having problems?
I'm having problems, Frank.

All my checks are coming back.

Now how do you think I'm
going to feed and support

and clothe your son?

But maybe you think
because you left,

it's not your problem anymore.

- Listen, could we go
talk about this in my office?

Uh, I'll be just a minute.

- Oh, you'd like
that, wouldn't you?

Behind closed
doors. Who is that?

- She's an attorney.
- She's your attorney?

- Not my attorney. Could
we talk in my office?

- No. My attorney says
I shouldn't discuss it.

But if you don't have a
cashier's check or cash

in that amount to me
by midnight tonight,

we will be
discussing it in court.

- Hi.

- Obviously, I didn't
pick a convenient time.

But, everywhere I've
gone this morning,

I've gotten messages
to contact you.

I even got one down in holding.

- I tried to reach you by phone,
but you never return my calls.

- Has this got something
to do with the case?

- No, no. No, uh,
actually it doesn't.

Uh, actually, it's about money.

- What money?
- Well, the car.

I had it fixed, but the
insurance company

won't issue a check for 60
days, and I'm sorry to ask,

but, I could really use
the 150 bucks I put out.

- I'm sorry. Of course
I'll write you a check.

- You know, I'd really
like to ask you out,

but I just can't
afford it right now.

- That's certainly being honest.

- Huh. Not a matter of choice.

- The honesty?
- No. My financial situation.

- Yes, I saw the demonstration.
- Thank you.

- Smart money
around the P.D.'s office

says Biomonte's looking
at conviction on all counts,

mainly due to your testimony.

- Let's hope.

- D.A.'s hinted if
Biomonte's convicted,

he might drop charges
against my client.

- Seems fair.

- Got a feeling you might
have talked with him.

- Oh, I doubt anything I'd say
would have changed his mind.

I don't have that kind of clout.

- You might have more
clout than you're aware of.

- Um, on Sundays, the
museum has chamber concerts.

They're free.

This week it's Mozart Quintets.

- I'll keep that in mind.

- Hey.
- No, I'm on my break.

- Just trying to help.

I've got degenerates in my own
family and I know the problem.

- What?

- You're going deny that
you're a degenerate gambler?

Every time I look at you, you're
trying to make a phone call.

You're going to tell
me you're not trying

to contact a book?

- I told you I got
a sick relative.

- Running in what race?
- Now listen, maggot-mouth.

I'm making a phone call.

- End of break. Now
get back to the meat.

- You enjoy this.

- What?

- I enjoy my work, too.

- Hey.

- So you'll come
again next week.

- No guarantees.
- You like pizza?

- Is that an invitation?
- Only if you like it.

- Even if I like
pizza, I'm not so sure

I want to tell you I do.

- Why?
- Frank, it's too complicated.

I'm making my own way now
and I want to keep it that way.

Anything else is just too
complicated. I'm sorry.

- I was only offering pizza.
- That's not true.

You know, and I
know, that's not true.

- I don't think your
reasons are valid.

You still going out with, uh...

- Evan. Yes.
- Why? Why him and not me?

- He's safe.

With you, I'm not so sure.

Frank, I have to go.

- See you in court.

- Mr. Degretti, have you
any explanation for the fact

that Mr. Biomonte has failed
to return from the lunch recess?

- Your Honor, I can only
imagine Mr. Biomonte

is lingering over
his bisque tortoni.

I'm certain he'll be
here any second.

- We have been
waiting for half an hour.

- Your Honor, Police Inspector
Daniels has just received

information that Al
Biomonte boarded a plane

at Hollister Airport and is
currently en route to Rome.

The State asks that a
bench warrant be issued,

and if the facts support it, we
plan to take immediate action

to have Biomonte extradited.

- What does that mean for me?
- I'm not sure yet.

- I see it as a crypto-fascist
manipulation to redirect

the focus of this case towards
my client to save your image.

- You're absurd.

- And didn't you once
suggest there could be

a reduction of charges?

- I only said we
were considering it.

- And what happened
to the consideration?

- There are certain
other priorities.

- Of course there are.

You need a body to step over
on your way to appointment

as Chief of Police

and Mr. LeClerque appears
to be the ideal corpus.

Thank you, gentlemen.

- Frank never said a
word at that meeting.

- Crypto-fascist manipulations.

- That's the way it
seemed at the time.

- You were wrong. There
wasn't any conspiracy.

But remember, Biomonte
had just skipped the country.

Reducing the charge against
his co-defendant did not seem

to be in the best interest
of good public relations.

Maybe I'm the one that should
have suspected a conspiracy.

- Why's that?

- After you left,
Frank started to argue

against our position.

It's not like it was
the first time he took

a stand opposite to my
own, but all of a sudden,

he was very strong.

He said on the basis
of fairness to LeClerque,

we should plead him down.

- It wasn't a conspiracy.
He didn't do it for me.

- Maybe not for you,
but because of you.

It was the first time I saw
Frank really starting to emerge.

I think you had
a lot to do with it.

- Well, the plea
didn't hurt your P.R.

You got appointed.

- And the first thing I did
was promote Frank to Captain.

I knew what he had in
him was very special.

I saw it right from
the beginning.

In spite of our differences,

tension caused by recent events,

I still see it, even
though I don't want to.

- We've been getting
a lot of crank calls.

I've been sorting them
out, but there's this one guy,

he says he was at the scene,

and he says he's
got something to sell.

- Something to sell?
- Yeah. Name's Sowers.

Mr. Sowers.

Uh, Mr. Sowers, this
is, uh, Lieutenant Buntz.

- I understand you
were at the courthouse.

- Terrible.

I saw it all right through
viewfinder of my camera.

I'm professional photographer.

- Really?

- I've sold to every
newspaper in city.

Now, maybe I sell to you.

- Sell me what?

- Sell you what I saw.
And what I have on film.

- Let's talk in private.

- Drag me away from my dinner.
No respect for family values.

I got my mother,
she's 84 years old,

worried to death about
me. Do you think they care?

- Get him out of here.

- You've got no
heart, Detective.

That's the trouble with you.

You've got no heart.

- Biomonte used to move with
a guy named Johnny Madden.

Now, let's give him a...

- Hey, J.B., I just
talked to Division.

They're chasing Biomonte links

and they ain't
got nothing either.

- I know where I'm
going with this, Neil.

The shooter's still
out there. He's loose...

- Hey, hey, hey.
J.B., listen to me.

This is getting
yourself crazy, man.

- You don't understand.
I got to do something.

They wouldn't even
let me give blood.

Now, we've got to get
some kind of action.

We don't just stand around.

- I understand what
you feel. It's what I feel.

It's what we all feel.

But whatever we do,
it has to be effective,

or else it don't do
nobody no good.

- I'm professional.

I should get paid
for pictures I take.

- So if it's real, I'll
give you 50 bucks.

Now let's see it.
- 50 bucks.

- Or I'll subpoena
whatever photo you've got

and you'll get nothing.

- I can flush it down the toilet

and you can subpoena the sewer.

- You could also fall
down a flight of stairs

or out a window.

- You're threatening me?

- No, I'm just reading
your tea leaves, pal,

and you're accident prone.

Now I want to see that picture
before you break something.

- 50 bucks?
- That's what I said.

- Do you know this guy?
- You kidding?

- I've seen him, too.

- He's been through here.
Let's check the books.

- All right.

- Hello Mick.

- Hello, Captain. How are you?

- Fine, how are you?
- I'm all right.

- What is the latest news?
- I don't know.

He's been in surgery for
hours. Nobody knows nothing.

I got to go. I'm
running undercover.

I'd like to stay, but, uh,
I've got to make the pop.

- Sure, Mick, sure.

- Officer Laslo.
- Yes.

- I'm Captain Calletana,
the Polk Avenue Precinct.

Your name tag is on the
wrong side of your uniform.

- Oh. My kid must have
played with it again.

Sorry about that.

- Next time, be more observant.

- Yes, sir. I will.

- Hey, hey.
- That's ridiculous.

The statute does not run
when you flee the country...

- Over here.
- To avoid prosecution.

- His name is Randolph Scripps.

He's been arrested three times.

He was released from the
Edgeville Psychiatric Hospital

in June.

- Why would he shoot Frank?

- His earlier arrests
involved the attempted murder

of a candidate for local office.

I guess he read
the morning paper.

There doesn't seem to be
any connection to Biomonte.

- Well, we've completed surgery.

Your husband is on his
way back to intensive care.

- How is he?

- The operation went
relatively well, but until

his condition stabilizes,
it's really very hard to know.

- I'd like to be with him.
Could you tell the others?

- Sure.

- It's not the greatest, but
you need some nourishment.

- Thank you.

- Pizza?
- Just a yen.

- It's something you
send out for, daffy.

Fortunately, they don't
even have it in restaurants.

They especially won't
have it at Loubecks.

We're still having
dinner, aren't me?

- Sure.
- Good.

Now let's talk about
important things.

The firm represents major gay
organizations, major feminists.

- Evan, it's all
just recreation.

- Even me? Don't answer that.

But the offer, Joyce,
the position is real.

As a way of advising you,
let me tell me why I have

always felt that
Dr. Albert Schweitzer

was a total sell-out.

First of all, he only made
a few very early recordings,

so his great mastery of
the organ was wasted on

an audience that obviously
would have preferred the drums.

- Evan. Would you excuse
me for a minute, please?

- Well, sure.

- Hello.
- Hi.

- I heard LeClerque's
case was dismissed

on Fourth Amendment
grounds. Congratulations.

I'd say he had a
hell of an attorney.

- I'll be right back.

- Evan, you are one of
the few people I know

who can really appreciate
outrageous behavior.

- I hope this doesn't
mean what I think it means.

- I'd like to beg out
of dinner tonight.

- Furillo. Should have
known by the longing for pizza.

- I have seen this man.

He's here, in a
Midtown Police uniform.

Name plate is...
- He's here?

- Yes.

- Look, uh, I'll
take Furillo's floor.

Tell Goldblume and the
others to check all uniforms.

If this guy gets our
scent, he's gone.

- So, it began with opera.

- My mother was afraid
we'd be hit by lightning.

My father and I put this
huge antenna up on the roof

so we could listen to
Saturdays at the Met.

My father would translate.

And then the NBC Symphony
with Toscanini conducting.

Before my mother and
father were married,

my father was in the
Merchant Marines.

And he told us about
these amazing places.

When I was a kid, the
music was like an illustration

of this incredible world he saw.

I've never been
anywhere. Have you?

- You mean, like Europe?
- For a start.

- Yeah, I've been there.
Saw cathedrals, museums.

I don't know, actually I
feel like I saw nothing.

I'd like to go back.

- It's still there.
- Yeah.

- There's still time.

Would you like some more pizza?

- No. Let's have
coffee at my place.

Mm.

- What time do
you suppose it is?

- I have no idea. Why?

- Well, I was just wondering if
we should try to get some sleep.

- Why bother?

It's too late to
think about sleep.

- So, you're still
not tired, huh?

- Not tired enough.
How about you?

Mm.

I've just got the
distinct feeling

you're not tired enough either.

- On-call
anesthesiologist to ER 3.

- Lieutenant Buntz.

Hey. Hey officer.
That's Scripps!

Hey! Hold it! Stop that guy!

- Look out! Look out!
Get out of my way!

- You got him.
- Yeah.

Wasn't that one
hell of a shot, huh?

- His vital signs seem steady.

It's been such a
long day for you.

If you wanted to go
home and get some rest.

- I think I'll stay.

- There's a bed in
the nurses' quarters

if you want to lie down.

- Thank you. Maybe later.