Hill Street Blues (1981–1987): Season 6, Episode 3 - Seoul on Ice - full transcript

- Still positive, Mick?

- Morning, mom.

- Still alive, but
I'm not optimistic.

- Was he ever conscious?

- If you're asking
who to look for,

I'd say a butcher.

This man was gutted.

Excuse me.

- They're out in
left field down there.

Sent me in the
opposite direction.

So, what do we got?



- No good.

- And they begrudge
a cop a living wage.

Subject to a totally
unmotivated attack.

And lies fighting for his life.

That is your sense,
isn't it, Frank?

I mean, it was an
unmotivated attack.

Garibaldi wasn't
in trouble, was he?

- Frank Furillo.
I'm Harry's captain.

- Anthony Garibaldi.

- Chief Daniels.

- How do you do?
- He's alive?

- Still alive, still
in there fighting.

- 'Cause they said that
he was extremely critical.

He's a fighter, you know.
I mean, he's still fighting.



- This is the time to
trust your department.

The people assigned are the
ones that are gonna catch the S.O.B.

who did this to Garibaldi.

Meanwhile, we all got our own
responsibilities and our jobs.

Item One, APB remains
current for Lee Cleveland.

5'9", 26, black,
no distinguishings.

- He's the mayor's son.

- Nothing from the
pews today, okay?

He's considered
armed and dangerous.

Item 2.

A Matt Geesland's coming through
the Jefferson Corridor this A.M.

He's the guy that's
running across the state

for cancer research.

He's lost a leg to the disease
which don't make his running

any easier, but
from what I hear,

he makes out okay.

Check the board
upstairs for crowd control.

Be of assistance when we can.

Item 3, Operation Bolita.

State Lottery Board is getting
its semi-annual transfusion

of publicity on our backs today.

Lieutenant Goldblume and Buntz,
leave with assigned personnel

right after roll call.

They're gonna coordinate
with Mr. Loring Oler

from the State Board.

Item 4.

Now let's not forget while
we're worrying about our own

that an individual
from the hack bureau

went down yesterday, too.

His name is F-r-o-b-e-l.

He had a lousy sense of humor.

Contributions for
his kid's tuition,

they're gonna be accepted
at the hack bureau downtown.

Division's gonna be
handling the investigation.

Now I'm gonna be posting
notices every half hour

in case Garibaldi's
condition changes.

Mobile units, dispatch is
gonna have updates, too.

Now, I mean it, people.

We don't want anybody
taking personal time

cowboying around or going
on one-person crusades.

Let's also remember
that the work is dangerous.

That's it. Let's roll.
Let's do our jobs.

Hey!

Let's be careful out there.

- I got days coming.

- I got personal time, Neal.

- Division gave us extra
detectives. Thanks, guys.

- Henry, listen, we're
rousting bookies.

Give us a chance to... okay?

- You got it.

- Let me explain something here.

While you guys are
playing the horses,

I'm gonna be buying
the race. Here we go.

- Three minutes.

- Yeah, but all fresh
bills, Arthur, all fresh bills.

Look, hey, you tell
me another country

where you got a shot
as good as you got here.

You can't tell me,
right? You know why?

Because this country
is the greatest country

on the planet earth.

- Especially if you
have a $9 number, right?

- Hey, listen, Smokey. You
wanna learn something?

Did Thomas Jefferson
hit his number?

- What?

- No. Was Abraham
Lincoln playing single action

with his Gettysburg Address? No.

So because I hit my
number, does not change

if I am correcting
my points enough.

- All right, come on. Move out.

Get outta here. We're cops!

- Cops? You're gonna bust...

- Hey, you can't
bust a smoke shop.

- Out of the way, fellas.

- I got a number flip in
there. I didn't get paid yet.

- Hey.

Got my probation, man.

Get the hell out of there. Move!

- Oh, you...

- Where you going? Hey.
- I'm not flushing evidence.

I happen to got a
bladder infection.

- Well, you can go
down to the station.

- Grab him, will you, please?

- Hey!

What is going on here?

What kind of
fascist crap is this?

- Hey, you employed here?

- No, but I do have
a little bit of business.

Arthur, you know
I hit that number.

- They're taking all my work.

- There's a $9 number in
there. That's a $3,600 score!

- You know, if you
played the legal lottery,

you wouldn't have
these kind of problems.

- Oh, yeah? I hope
you get dysentery.

I hope you trip and fall
on an onrushing truck!

- You don't wanna get
popped, I suggest you just leave.

- Oh, if I don't
wanna get popped?

I wanna eat my arm!

You know, they show it to
you, they let you smell it cooking,

But they never let you taste it!

- We have a 9-11.

Armed robbery in progress.

C Surplus store corner of
People's Drive and 124th Street.

- Hey, look, I'm a
nickel operator, fellas.

I mean, I don't give no
one credit to get in trouble.

No less I'm gonna
go and whack a cop?

- Okay, Freddy, we'll be
looking to hear from you, okay?

- Total cooperation.
- Mm-hmm.

- We got nothing.
- Here.

- Andy Sedita.

- What's this?
Victimless crime day?

What the hell's going on?

- Some questions for
you, Andy. Come on.

- Trenton.

- Hey, I applied for
that job at the Korean's.

- Did you get it?

- Yeah, looks like I did.

So...

look, I was remembering
what you said, you know,

about fronting me
for the calculator.

- Mm-hmm?

- I priced 'em at three
places and it looks like

Birmbaum's got the best.

- So what's the damage?

- $8.95.

- Oh, no big deal.

Here we go.

- I don't got any change.

- Just owe me 10 bucks.

- First paycheck.

I appreciate this.

- All right. You take
care of business.

- For instance, when could
that evidence be released?

- Hey, you're getting to be
a real pain in the groin, man.

- I'm sorry you
missed your hits.

- Come on, I just
got outta the joint.

We could be talking about
maybe my last $9 here.

- Bust this guy.
- Okay, all right.

Hello.
- Hello.

- Detectives LaRue
and Washington around?

- They're busy right now.

How's Garibaldi?

- No change.

- Mayor's waiting for you.

Duty guy says he's
been in and out all night.

- Anything you run on Sonny?

- No. Ozzie has him
guilty back to the Brinks job.

No khakis today.

Hill Street?

- How's your man?

- Bad. What is it?

- Look at the night sheet.

Three crimes in a four-block
area and no arrests.

- It's a high crime area, Ozzie.

That neighborhood
has three robberies

half the nights of the week.

- He's doing those crimes.

And I want a saturation patrol.

- That would be inappropriate.
Have you been home?

- What isn't appropriate
is you answering

professional inquiries
with intrusions

into my personal life.

Or maybe if you hadn't been
so liberal with advice to Leona,

she wouldn't have
bailed him out.

I'm sorry.

I...

I think of him
doing these things,

hurting people,

destroying himself.

Maybe I should go home.

- I'll keep you informed.

- Mayor?

- ADA Bernstein?

I want the makeup of the panel.

Keep me apprised on that.

- Kids are easy.

My two stay
indoors till they're 40.

And after that,
they're on their own.

I know you've got other things
in mind besides the commission.

- I'd like to have
you serve as counsel.

- I want to. Department
needs this, Frank.

- But?

- Leah was in my office
when you called yesterday.

She hit the roof.

- Probably never home as it is.

- Any kind of estimate
as to timeframe?

- I could tell you 10
days for the hearings.

And then two weeks
to write the reports.

- No way to know.

- It depends on what we turn up.

- I want to do it.

I also want a marriage
to come home to.

I'm seeing Leah for lunch.

Can you give me the morning?

- Sure.

- How are you gonna
juggle the time?

- I take the fifth.

- I didn't know that
Korean was hiring.

- I went by the Kubiak
last night, saw a sign up.

- Ain't that nice?

It's wonderful to see
how people can change.

Now, the only question is,
can that Trenton Moore boy

use a abacus like this?
- Oh, that's real funny, Renko.

I'm getting him a
calculator, all right?

- Ain't you sweet.
- Yeah.

Excuse me.

- Belker. Belker.

- Hi, sis.

Luwanna.

Luwanna, you are not
going to contest the will.

That isn't grounds.

You can't get a will thrown
out on grounds of spite.

I don't agree. I don't think
she was punishing you

for moving to Hawaii.

I think Ma just wanted to
give Aunt Tessie the brooch.

That was it.

Please, stop it.
You don't mean that.

Luwanna, if that came true, you
know how bad you would feel?

I don't think Aunt Tessie
drives anymore anyway.

Sis, I gotta go.

Everything okay with you?

Samoan?

Really?

Let me know if it gets serious.

Oh, Robin's fine.

Actually...

actually, she's fine.

I'll talk to you soon.

You too. Bye.

- I didn't know
Garibaldi very well.

- Oh, don't yield him
to the past tense yet,

Ballantine, we never know
when hope will be rewarded.

My word, Maura.

Good morning.
- Good morning.

- What are you doing here?

- There's somebody I
couldn't get out of my mind.

Listen, Howard, could you
take me to the bus stop?

Otherwise, I'm
gonna be late for work.

- Oh, I suppose I
could take two minutes.

- Could you make it 15?

- What do you need
five extra minutes for?

- So we can park in an alley?

- 15 minutes, Ballantine!

Personal time!

You wanton.

- Filthy rotten swine.

Jeez.

- There's something
funny about that woman.

- The lieutenant's dating that?

- Yeah.

- He met her last
night at the Kubiak.

- I think she's very
attractive. Her name is Maura.

- Maura, huh?

When we used to pop her
at the Heights for solicitation,

her name was Maurice.

- Look, our khakis aren't
gonna be back until tomorrow.

Now, I definitely said
that we needed that temp

for two days.

I'm not gonna argue.

Will you just get
somebody up here, will you?

- Hold on. It's Leo.

- Oh, I'll call you
back. Maybe it's okay.

Leo, you dashing young swain.

Any shot of you
coming in a day early?

What?

Oh, I see.

Yeah, sure.

Yeah, it's a big surprise.

Hell, it's a huge surprise.

Well, all the best to you.

They eloped.

- Who eloped?

- Leo and Natalie.

They're gonna move
to New Zealand.

They want to raise a
family in a nuclear-free zone.

- Excuse me.

- I'm gonna take my ear
to the ground, Detective.

Though, in my opinion,

your man gets cut in an
alley, I look for some junkie.

I figure some yom
looking for a fix.

- Appreciate it.

Come on.

- Are we getting anywhere?
- Nowhere.

- Mr. Garibaldi?

I'm Patsy Mayo.

I was your son's partner
up until a few months ago.

- I'm his father.

- Is there any change?

- No, no change.

They asked if they could
have his organs if he passed on.

You hate to give up hope.

- Then don't.

Mind if I sit?

- Please.

- The manager said they
cleaned the van out totally.

They took the stereo, the
suitcase with the contributions.

- Uh, folks, folks, please.

Just step back behind
the barrier, everyone.

Press. Photographers.

Back behind the van,
everyone, all right?

Thank you very much.

- He says they stole
about 5 or 6,000.

- Where's Jerry?

Anybody look in the closet?

Anybody look in
the hotel closet?

- Who's Jerry?
- Are you this guy here,

Matt Geesland?
- Yeah.

But did anybody check
in the hotel, in the closet?

- Don't worry, I'll handle this.
Don't be breaking in a sweat...

- Who are you?
- I'm McDonoghue.

Jerry McDonoghue.
I'm his manager.

Can you believe
these people, huh?

Guy runs his heart out 200
miles on one leg and one big heart.

And they take
everything he stood for.

- You got a time of
loss estimate, Mister...

- McDonoghue, Jerry
McDonoghue, his personal manager.

Anyway, you know
what I was doing?

I was loading the last
load in the alley here.

We come out, whamo, the
window's smashed, see?

Speakers ripped
out, the suitcase

with our contributions gone.

Figure they maybe don't
even know what they got.

You know what I mean?

- Hey, listen, Jerry,
I gotta get going

or I'm not gonna
make my eight miles.

- Don't worry, Matt.

I'll get this taken
care of. Don't worry.

- Well, are you
gonna bring the van?

- Yeah, me and Murph, yeah.

- Hey, come on,
guys, if we don't make

the Jefferson Overpass
by noon, we can forget it.

- So, go, go on, go.

- Okay, I'll see
you later, okay?

I'll see you on 139th Street.
- You got it.

- Mr. McDonoghue,
we're gonna need you

for about an hour or so.

- What?

Oh, for crying out
loud, now, come on.

- Well, sir, let's get
to know you over here.

Let me tell you something.
See, if you're right

and these guys don't
know what they've got,

maybe we can see somebody
with a suitcase walking around here.

- Well, you think?
- Yeah, I think so, and also,

there's a lot of paperwork
to take care of, right?

- Yeah, the main event, figures.

- Step right in here.
We'll take a little ride.

- 200 miles on
one leg for nothing.

Unbelievable.

Look, we'll have a statement
at the Hotel Swain tonight.

It's our next stop.

- Now, is the robbery gonna
mean cancellation of his run?

- Look, nothing's
gonna make Matt quit.

The question is whether
logistically we're gonna be able

to meet expenses, given
the support he needs.

The man just had six
months chemotherapy.

There's also
$8,000 contributions

are not gonna be made
up unless, of course,

he gets some generous
individuals or conceivably

a foundation to come
forward and give a...

- Sign here and
sign here. Thank you.

- Excuse me, men.

Are you associated with
the courageous runner?

- Right. I'm Jerry
McDonoghue, his coach.

- Fletcher Daniels,
Chief of Police.

Heard about the
robbery in my car.

Your men are gonna get
full SID backup on this one.

Take Coach
McDonogle back to the...

- McDonoghue.

- Back to the crime scene.
Do a full witness workup.

- If you don't mind, Chief,
I'd like to get back with Matt

as soon as possible.

- Listen to me,
Coach McDonoghue.

On behalf of this city and this
department, I pledge to you,

difficult, though, street
crime may be to solve,

on this one we're hanging tough.

- Uh-huh.

- Notify SID where to meet you.

- Okay, Coach, let's get on it.

- Look, I don't know what this
is gonna accomplish, you guys.

I mean, after all...
- Do you mind if I go along?

- This is wasted energy
unless, of course, you can get us

individuals or a conceivably
a foundation to come forward

and give us the support
we need and deserve.

- The robbery of this
cripple has frosted

even my cool cookies, Frank.

I just made SID
available to your uniforms.

- Thanks for the help, Chief.
- Yeah. Coffee?

Also, just to keep you current,
I turned Ozzie Cleveland down

on an attempted end run.

- Saturation patrols?

- Yeah. Poor guy's
off the deep end.

Points your whole
precinct out after his son.

Also, I gather we're
status quo on Garibaldi?

- Status quo.

- So I just wanted to
keep you up to date.

- Chief, I haven't picked
anybody for the commission yet.

- How did it go
with Gene Scapizzi?

- Rescheduled. Chief...

- Frank, am I disqualified
from having opinions?

Am I allowed to hope
you pick a good man?

Oh, Lord.

- Go ahead and duck
me, Chief Daniels.

Why should today
be any different

than the last four weeks?

- Wasn't ducking you at
all, Fay, I'm glad to see you.

- Frank, how's Harry doing?

- Lousy.

- Well, got to run.

- Oh, Chief, have you
seen our budget proposal?

- Well, we're
going over it, Fay.

I told you that.
- With what? Tweezers?

The core savings I'm
suggesting will allow us to put

the Victims Aid back in the
precinct for only 8% more

than the present allocation.

- Excuse me.

- Great. Speedy Gonzales.

I'm only asking for what's fair.

- Actually, Fay, you're
asking for a good deal more.

- What? A stinking 8%?

- Fay, when a determination
has been made,

you will hear from my office.

Please excuse me.

- Hi.

- How are you?

- Okay. How are you?

- I wasn't the one
who was up all night.

Any word on Garibaldi?

- Well, they said his
heart was irregular.

Then it stabilized again.

Gene Scapizzi. Seeing
him for the commission.

- Are you going to
be able to do all this?

- I'll have to pass
on dinner, though.

- I thought if you were
going to the hospital,

I'd like to go with you.
- You sure?

- Yeah. Get some of
that good cafeteria food.

- Frank.
- Gene.

You know Joyce. Gene Scapizzi.

- Yes, of course. How are you?
- Captain.

Captain.

- Man, we're coming up empty.

- Detective work,
mate, detective work.

Every 20 ace
detectives bound to be...

- Hey, J. D., Neal.

- Hi, Sid.
- Hey, Sid, how you doing, man?

- I'm doing fine.

- Make your parole?
- I made my parole easy as pie.

I been having a little bad
luck since I've been out.

- Yeah, it takes a little
time readjusting, Sid.

- I understand you guys
are questioning some bookies

about a cop that got hit?

- Yeah, Garibaldi,
Harry Garibaldi.

- I know him.

Black hair...
- Come here, come here.

What do you got?

- Oh, listen, I'm
gonna be absolutely

straight with you guys.

I had some paper
that was confiscated

in that numbers
pop this morning.

I was wondering if there's
any conceivable way

that maybe I can get that back.

- Sid, you just
admitted to frequenting

a gambling establishment.

Now, you know that's a
violation of your parole, man.

- Come on, guys.
This was the $3,600...

- Who caught Garibaldi, huh?

- Hey, what is
this? Roller Derby?

Listen, it was a horse
room on Utica and Jefferson.

The guy used to come in all
the time, get a line of credit.

Couple guys said that
maybe he was a cop.

So?

So, what's this worth to
me? Maybe like half a C?

- What corner of
Jefferson and Utica, huh?

- Oh, south...

- Come on, come on!

- I always get
confused with this.

Southwest side.

- All right, if there's anything
there, you get 50 more.

- Yeah?

- Okay. Come on, Neal.

- Look, I know you guys
are just doing your jobs.

You know, your chief told
you to take me out here, right?

- Yes, sir, he did.

- Well, the point is, just
between us, you know,

Matt does not have
a great prognosis.

- Is he aware of that?

- That depends on
what you mean "aware."

This thing's got
phases, you know.

How people accept it.

What I'm saying is, he's
pretty discouraged right now.

I'd like to get back
there with him.

- Sure.
- Show us where the van

was parked, you
can do that, all right?

- Come on. We'll have the SID
detective types come down here.

And we'll solve the whole
shooting match for you.

- Okay. Well, the
van was parked,

it was right here against
this wall right here.

Parked right here.
- Good for you. Good.

You caught him.
- Caught who?

- Who I seen breaking into
that van was parked here before.

- You mean this man?

- What the hell is
he talking about?

- I'm talking about you, mister.

And that van with the
crippled boy's picture on it.

- The man's a lunatic.
What, are you drunk, huh?

I happen to be Mr. Geesland's
personal manager.

- More shame on you then.

I come out here this
morning, I see this man here

take a brick, smash
the window first,

then he goes in with a
key, pulls out the stereo

and takes it.

Except some of the wires
he throws in the dumpster.

- You got your
cards shuffled, bro.

- Hey, hey, hey.

- Gonna believe a
damn street gimp?

The guy's on
lithium, five to one.

- That's the items right there.

And I'll sign the complaint.
- This is nuts.

I'm the guy's manager,
for crying out loud.

- Jerry.

Coach?
- What?

- You're busted, pal.

Let's go.

- I'm driving and I'm
minding my own business

and this kid robs me, black kid.
- All right.

- About 5'10", pistol whips me.

And I'm driving around
trying to find him.

And I ran...
- Where did he rob you?

- Michigan. Michigan
and Genesee.

- He'll probably try to score
down on 116 and Jefferson.

You all right?
- Yeah.

- Come on, back
seat if you can walk.

Stay in.

Let's go!

Suspect ID...

Suspect is armed.

- There he is, right there.

- Get out. Get out.

- Hey, Lee! Police!

Put your stuff down.

You're busted, man.

Put your hands over your head.

Everything's gonna be okay.
Just take it nice and slow.

- Who was point?
- I was point.

Sergeant Bates was backup.

- That's right where he belongs.
- Come on, fellas.

- This animal robbed me.
- Come on.

- Put a gun at my
head. I'm glad he's dead.

- What's our problem?

- Police. You're under arrest.

- For what?

Guys think the phones
were never invented?

Everyone knows you're
hitting all the horse rooms.

- Hey, don't cop no
attitude, old dude.

We want to know
the name of your boss.

Who'd be in charge
of giving credit?

- Credit for what?

- Well, lookie
here, Andy Sedita!

- What's going on? What?

- We have to talk
some more, Andy.

- About what?

- Maybe you forgot to
disclose a few things, Andy.

- About what?

- About a certain cop used
to play the horses in here.

Down at the station,
we'll tell you all about it.

Send us a bill!

- So, you kicked a wall down.

Did you check the lease?

'Cause I got no
connection with that place.

- Oh, you just sit back
there and trim your nails.

- I drink coffee.
It's a coffee room.

You know, if you're
going in the alley,

come to the door
like a gentleman.

- That's your horse room, Andy.

- Well, looks like I got
to bother my attorney.

- Forget it. You're
not gonna call him.

- What? Hey, explain it to him.

- He did it, Neal.
He killed Garibaldi.

- Hey, this guy's crazy.
I want my attorney.

- Easy, J.D.

- Man, you're outta control.

- Take the jacket off.
- What?

- Take your jacket
off. Take it off.

- What?
- Take your jacket off.

Come on, take it off. Come
on, come on, come on.

Hey, Neal, take a whiff.

That's murder.

Garibaldi was betting with
you. How deep did he go?

- I don't know who
bets, I don't know faces.

- Did you croak him, Andy? Huh?
- I want my attorney!

- You did it!

- Can you get me a soft drink?

I got low blood sugar and
my ears are beginning to ring.

Please?

- We got to say
something to him.

Mr. Mayor.

I'm sorry. He gave
us no way out.

- I'm sure that's so.

- We identified ourselves.

He put his weapon
right on my partner.

I'm sorry, sir.

- Sir?

Is there anything you'd
like to ask me about it?

- Excuse me.

- Frank?

- Ray?

- I was just at the hospital.

They don't think Garibaldi
will live through the day.

- I know. I heard.

- Oh, I just cleared
out my desk.

- Nervous about the command?

- I feel so unprotected.

Like I'm going out to
sea in a tiny boat alone.

- I feel a little unprotected
myself knowing

you're not gonna be here.

- We're only a telephone
call away from each other.

- Ray, I know you're
gonna be very busy,

but you've heard
about the commission

I'm heading to
investigate Keenan?

- And the corruption, of course.
- If it's corruption.

- Yes, yes.

- You'd be a great
asset if you'd serve.

- Really?

You would choose me?

- I just did.

- Thank you, Frank.

Captain Calletano's on board.

- Good.

- Mr. Mayor.

I am deeply sorry.

- Thank you.

- Excuse me.

- Thanks for all you did, Frank.

Leona and I both appreciate it.

- I'm sorry, Ozzie.

- You can't believe how
much you remember.

- You guys, you don't
understand something, all right?

- What's that?
- Let me finish.

- Finish!
- The run, the money it raised.

We weren't gonna
make it. I don't know.

The money's been a trickle, see.

A few people donate services,
but then we got expenses.

We got meals, hotels.
Every day he runs.

Every day we fall farther
behind the goal he sets.

- So you figured that you
would stage a robbery,

stir up a little sympathy
and let the guilt money roll in.

- Once we... all the dough
was supposed to be gone,

I just couldn't
stand to see him fail.

- I don't suppose you
talked this over with Matt?

- What, are you kidding?
To demoralize him?

To implicate him in a fraud?

- Oh, Lord, will
you look at this?

You ever tell him you
had six convictions?

That you're barred
from racetracks

up and down the East Coast?

- Oh, for crying out loud.

- That is the lamest story
I've heard in a month.

And besides that,
you filed a false report

to my partner...
- Okay. Okay.

I filed a false report.
- And you stole the money.

- Mr. McDonoghue,
I'm Joyce Davenport,

public defender.

May we?

- Yes.
- Yeah.

- You gotta let me outta
here. You can't do this.

- We can't?

You mean this isn't
happening, Andy?

- You can't hold me! I wanna go!

- Something worrying you?

Hey, Neal.

Why would this... Be
so anxious to get out?

You got some
skirt waiting, Andy?

Afraid maybe someone
knows you're in here?

Maybe someone thinks
you're gonna give him up?

- Neal? JD?

- I wanna get outta here. I
wanna talk to my attorney!

- Sit down.

- Is that Andy Sedita?

- Yep.
- Mm-hmm.

- There's a lawyer at the
front desk wants to know

if we're holding him.

Why was interrogation
signed to a John Doe?

- That guy in there
is wrong, Captain.

We wanna sweat him.

- We know that Harry
gambled with him, Captain.

And our informant thought
he might have a line of credit.

- Do we have a charge? Kick him.

- Look, Captain, up to now
we got squat on this case.

We're gonna have
to take some shots.

- Put a tail on him if you
want, but get him outta here.

- Mr. McDonoghue
and I have conferred.

Is there any chance
if Mr. McDonoghue

returned the money
if Matt Geesland

didn't press charges?

- Look, I'm not asking...
- Could we then

drop on the false filing?

- I don't wanna ask this for me.

I'm asking it because I don't
wanna see Matt go in the bucket.

He's getting real sick and
he doesn't have much longer.

- We got to report the
crime to the victim at least.

- Just give me that chance.
Just leave it up to him.

- Let's go.

- You know, I'd
appreciate in the future,

you give me a jingle before
you violate my client's rights.

- Adios, Andy.

Keep in touch.

I don't think Sedita did it.

I don't think he's
got the stones.

But Garibaldi was
playing that horse room.

- Maybe he takes us to somebody.

I got a couple division guys.

- Look, before I tell you,

I'm just asking
you to understand.

I really was doing it for
us so we could keep going.

- I don't know what
you're talking about.

- Tell him.

- Hey, listen, are
you warm enough...

- Now, Coach!

- Just tell me what?

- I got a criminal record.

- Your coach faked the robbery
this morning, Mr. Geesland.

He took the money himself.

- Is this a joke?

- No joke.

- Now, sir, if you can fill
out a complaint right here,

we'll take this coach
back to Hill Street Station,

we'll book him.

- Well, what if I don't
make a complaint?

- Well, then, let
the false report go,

then we can keep moving.

We can keep moving.

- For crying out loud, Jerry!
- Hey, Matt.

- Do you know how
much it hurts me

to have to run every day?

- I know, I know.

- Were you even gonna tell me?

Or were you just
gonna keep the money?

- Hey, hey, that hurts.

- No, no. I wanna know. Were
you gonna keep the money?

- I don't know.
I'm so full of crap.

But I think I was gonna
give it back, I think.

I mean, but we all kid
ourselves a little bit, right, Matt?

I mean, we all fib to
ourselves a little, right?

So we can keep going?

- What are you trying to say?

- I wanna keep going with you.

Let me keep going with
you, please? Please?

- I want you to.

- Oh, babe!

Hey, he wants me to stay.

He wants me to
keep going with him.

Let me keep going with him.
- So, get going.

- Go ahead.

- Come on. Comeo on. You
wanna ride in the van, huh?

We'll be fighting fresh...
In a minute or two.

- No, I just want to run.
- All right.

- How many miles we got to go?

- We got four
miles to the hotel.

Listen, you run
ahead. I'll be right there.

I'm right behind you!

- So you haven't
seen him too much.

- No, not in the
last few months.

We tried to get
together after work.

- I haven't been in
touch too much either.

I think, well, he was mad at me.

I got upset. He left law school.

It's his own life. He should
do what makes him happy.

He was always a
very ambitious boy.

- Mr. Garibaldi?

Dr. Kaplan, hospital
administration?

Have you had a chance
to consider those forms?

- I'm sorry. I've
tried to decide.

- Are there questions
you want to ask me?

- Would you rather
not talk about this now?

- You wouldn't do it
till there's no chance?

- No. There's a short time after
the brain isn't working anymore

when other organs
are still salvageable.

- If they will help someone.

- That's a generous
decision, sir.

Thank you, sir.

- He was always
helping somebody.

He was always a good boy.

- He had the sweetest
smile I've ever seen.

- His smile could
light up a room.

That's why...

you'd want to kill the
bastard that did this to him.

- I still got the car.
What the hell's going on?

- Not in here!

- What?

- Not in here. We're
in Sedita's apartment.

He's not in here.

- We lost him.

- Check the alley.

- I'm checking the
alley, but we lost him.

- Yeah, I don't like that
new lieutenant much.

- Buntz?

He has a sort of
simian congeniality.

- Well, he was making some
wise cracks about your friend.

- What sort of wise cracks?

- I'd rather not
be specific, sir.

- I see.

Lieutenant Buntz?

- Yeah, how you doing?

- I understand you
were disparaging

my companion this morning.

- Now, don't get up
in arms, lieutenant.

- I'm not up in arms.

What is it that you
said about Maura?

- What? Are we
gonna duke it out here?

- Unless you can
explain yourself.

- Look, lieutenant.

All I said was this
Maura looked an awful lot

like a Maurice we
used to pop for soliciting

when I was at Heights.

- You mean...

- Hey, there's no crime
in being fooled, lieutenant.

I mean, my guess, Maura never
let you check out her equipment.

- Excuse me.

- Maybe it's his sister.

- Frank?

- How was lunch with Leah?

- I was on the ropes early.
I rallied during dessert.

- Great.

- Leah was saying if
I'm gonna be counsel,

she thinks I should
get something...

- I agree.

- She was saying maybe
there could be a release

about my being appointed.

- I'll talk to Daniels'
press people.

Thank you, Irwin.

If they're crooked,
let's catch 'em.

- This is Lieutenant
Hunter, Hill Street?

And I...

Sorry, I was wondering

if you could punch up
a name check for me.

Good. First name, Maurice,

last name, try Sharpentere.

No Sharpentere?

Figures.

What about Carpenter?

No Carpenter.

Well, I'm sorry, Sharpentere
was all they gave me.

Well, I understand
if I had prints,

but I don't have prints.

Thank you, lieutenant.

- I don't know what
Buntz's game is, sir,

but Maura's a beautiful woman.

- Thank you, Ballantine.

- How the hell they lose him?
- Happens, babe.

- We should have tailed him.

- Uh-uh. We just spent
three hours in the same room

with the guy, JD.

- I'm telling you what
we should have done.

- Knife, just like Garibaldi.

- Whoever did it must
have figured Sedita

was talking to us.

- Sorry, guys.

We didn't wanna get too close.

- Hi, Patsy.

- Captain. Miss Davenport.
- Detective.

- My wife, Joyce Davenport.
- How do you do?

Any progress on
solving it, Captain?

- We're following some leads.

- It's probably very hard
with something like this

where it's just unprovoked
and out of the blue.

Doctor?

- I'm sorry.

He's gone.

- Thank you for staying with me.

- I'm sorry.

- I'm so glad his
mother didn't live.

She loved him so much.

- Thanks.

- That's 12.

- 12 what?

- 12 sighs.

- Trying to plan our
expenses, you know, a budget.

Now we got to figure
in a replacement car.

- I know.

I've started thinking
about the changes.

But I'm still excited.

- We got to make sure
we do everything right.

- Can we make a
promise to each other?

- Mm-hmm.

- I mean, we are who we
are, but as much as we can,

can we try and share
what's going on inside?

I mean, what we're feeling?

Like I'm a little
afraid right now.

- I am a little too, but
I'm still very happy.

- I am too.

- Oh!

- I frightened you.

- Yeah. Of course.

- Admittedly, entering as I
did is a wrong thing to do.

Behaviorally, it's a
throwback to a period in my life

when surprise, deception
was an element of survival.

You seem uneasy.

- Well, I'd like to think
that I know you, Howard.

- But one can never be sure.

- No, I suppose not.

- That's my problem.

I'm not sure of you.

- What would you
like to be sure about?

I've told you how I feel.
Do you think I've lied?

- No. No, I don't
think you've lied.

- Then what's left?
What else matters?

- Well, we've only
made one kind of love.

- And didn't I satisfy you?

- Yes, you did.

It's been suggested that...

you might not be
totally genuine.

- That I might not be female?

You could examine me, Howard.

And you would find that
anatomically I'm a woman.

But that wasn't always so.

I had an operation.

Before that I was a
very unhappy person.

- Oh, God.

You deceived me.

- How?

By not revealing everything
that I am or ever was?

Have you revealed that, Howard?

Oh, Howard.

Don't you wanna hold me?

- I can't.

I can't even touch
you, I'm afraid.

- You're afraid of me?

- I'm afraid of what I might do.

- Well, then I guess
you'd better go.

- Yes. Yes, I'm going.

- Howard?

If there ever comes a
time when you're not afraid,

come back?

- This is bad police work.

- Oh, come on. Let yourself off.

- Didn't wanna get too close.
We gave him too much slack.

- Three-man tail, lieutenant.

- Keep doing it.

- Hi.

- Hi, Patsy.

- Can I have a beer, please?

- You okay?

- Can't stop thinking about it.

- Don't try.

- You know, when
I first met Harry,

I thought, whoa.

Looks, brains,

energy, charm.

Guy had the whole package.

- Guy came on like
a real wonder boy.

- I don't know what
beat him, Luce.

- I knew he was in trouble.

- Hey, come on, JD.

- I knew he was in trouble
and I didn't do anything!

I'm not gonna get drunk!

- Come on. Come on.
- I'm not drinking!

- We're gonna get the guy,
JD. We're gonna get him, baby.

We'll get him. We'll get him.

Yeah.

You all right?