Taxi Brooklyn (2014): Season 1, Episode 9 - Double Identity - full transcript

Previously on Taxi Brooklyn...

I am never working with
that psycho bitch again!

You wanna explain to me why a cabdriver
is gracing us with his presence?

He's a consultant.

- All right. Accéléré.
- Wow.

You've been taking secret French lessons?

Very Jackson Pollock, huh?

- Yo!
- You're good, Ronnie?

- How would you know?
- Because I served three tours in Iraq.

I know military training when I see it.

- What's his name?
- Rhys. I met Giada.



- ICálmate! Don't fight!
- She's really nice.

- Do you think Cat knows?
- No, she doesn't have a clue.

My God, she's a detective.

Captain...

You're gonna get yourself killed,
Sullivan, just like your old man did.

Are you threatening me?

Do not screw with me?

Sorry about your night
out with your mother.

Oh, and by the way, that dress
you just took off... beautiful.

Brooklyn is without power...

They say how long it's
gonna take to fix this?

A while. They don't even know
where the breakdown is yet.

Are you peeking at me?

- No way.
- Eyes on the road, you perv.



It's in the air anyway.

You can expect a spike in birthrates,
like, nine months from now.

Yeah, well, you can also
expect a spike in burglaries...

and looting and rapes.

Why do you always have
to look on the dark side?

Duh. I'm a cop.

And trust me. It is gonna
be wild out there tonight.

Whoa.

Multiple 211 on Ninth and 48th.

See that?

Multiple burglaries.
It's already happening.

- Help! Somebody help me!
- Hey. Hey.

Stop, stop, stop. Stop the car. Stop.

Please, leave me alone.

Help me! Somebody, help me!

Hey! Police! Stop. You let her go.

Now! No, wait! Come back!

She ain't comin' back.
You wanna take her place?

Let's take it inside.

Cat, I'll meet you inside. Come on, genius!

How come the precinct ain't completely
dark like the rest of Brooklyn?

Emergency generator on the roof.

The Knicks control the ball at tip-off.

The race down the court.
Brooklyn defense is nonexistent.

This is embarrassing. A three-pointer
by Anthony. And he dinks it.

- Right here.
- No! Damn it!

- Stand right here.
- Where is everybody?

Out there... dealing
with d-bags like this guy.

Hey. Who's this?

Some fool who tried to rape
a girl outside the precinct.

- Oh, wow.
- How's the situation in here?

Situation is that I can't go to
the Net game and I have a ticket.

- What? You got a ticket?
- Yeah.

- How did you get tickets?
- Okay, I got one ticket, okay?

And it doesn't matter how I got them
'cause I can't go. And they're gonna win.

- You only bought one ticket?
- That's right.

- You're going alone?
- Yeah, I'm going alone. What's the big deal?

Dude, your life is so sad, man. You
should start dating, do something.

And you are gonna sit down.

Right here.

- You don't do that!
- Hey, stop!

Knock it off. Just stay cool.

We're good. I'm gonna take your
hand. I'm gonna get a print, okay?

Everything is fine. Let's just...

Kiss my ass, bro, like
your moms did last night.

- Last night?
- Yeah.

Hey, hey!

Last night? I didn't hear about this!

Get off! Hey! What is wrong with you?

Esposito, cool off.

It's my favorite shirt.

We're not getting along here.
Yeah, I don't like you either.

It's a matter of communication.

All right, Lester, take him up to Monica.

- She'll patch him up.
- She's a coroner. He's not dead.

Well, not yet. Come on. Let's go.

Come on. Get him outta here.

Yeah, come on. Go. Walk.

Hey.

- What is wrong with him?
- I don't know.

Of all the nights for this to happen.

I had tickets to the game
tonight. I was gonna take your mom.

Does everyone have a ticket
to the game except me?

Well, they either know somebody
or they waited in line to get them.

Hey, check this out.

What do you got?

His prints were found on a gun used
in a heist six months ago in Queens.

A cop was shot and critically wounded.

Yeah. Got some undercovers
in these Queens gangs.

Let me, uh, make a
call, see what I can get.

All right.

Hey, wait a minute.
Aren't you going to work?

I'm sure there's lots of fares
out there with the lights out.

Yeah, I know. I would love to go
to work, but I'm pretty low on gas.

And since all the stations are
down, I asked Ronnie to come here.

Is that all right?

- Ronnie's bringing you gas?
- Yeah.

Hey, Sullivan! Someone
at the front desk for you.

Your hands are like an angel. Oh, my God.

You're so good. Rhys?

Cat. Hi. I, uh...

I left you three messages when
I heard about the blackout.

I was worried and so I thought I'd stop by.

Uh-huh. You...

You two know each other?

Do you two know each other?

- We just met.
- Uh, wait.

- You two know each other?
- Why are you here?

- I wanna talk.
- Okay, I have nothing to say to you.

Why were you massaging her neck?

- She said it hurt.
- It does.

Well, I'd like to get my hands around it.

Yeah.

Sam?

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Long time, Cat bird.
- Oh, my God. Hi.

- How are you doing?
- Good. How's the family?

- Getting big.
- Yeah?

Stacy's four and a half
and Ricky just turned two.

- Are you kidding me?
- Yeah, check them out.

Oh, my gosh. They're gorgeous.

- They're gorgeous.
- Ah, thanks.

I got a call from your boss.
He says you got someone for me.

I sure do. You're gonna like this one.

Gabriel Hernandez, aka Styx.

His gang is called the
Jungle K's. Queens-based.

Now, they're badass.
He's one of the baddest.

- You want I should put him in a holding cell?
- Sure.

Easy, tough guy. Come on. You're moving.

Relocating.

So, what do you wanna do with him?

Hold him here for a day or so.

We've got a big covert crackdown
on the Bronx and Queens gangs.

I'm still working on the indictments.

- What the hell was that?
- Those were gunshots.

- Cat, get down!
- Sam?

Are you okay?

No.

You son of a bitch.

If I die, you die, bitch.

Cat, don't do it. Cat!

Don't do this, Cat.

Don't.

Sam.

He's dead.

I'm sorry.

We went to the academy together.

What am I gonna tell his wife and his kids?

It's not your fault,
Cat. It's not your fault.

But, see, that doesn't
make me feel any better.

How you doing, Cat?

Come on. Let's get up, huh?

- Come on.
- Yeah. I'm good. I'm good.

- Is the bastard still alive?
- Yeah. He's with Monica.

Called for an ambulance,
but with the mess out there,

it's tough for even emergency
vehicles to get through.

- Who's the other vic?
- Lester.

He's dead.

Looks like he was taking him downstairs to
the cells when, uh... when Styx shot him.

Why, he wasn't cuffed?

We're still tryin' to
figure out what happened.

Two dead detectives in a police precinct.

Not gonna look good in tomorrow's papers.

I don't really care how
it looks in the papers.

Well, you should. This is on you, Sullivan.

If you would have searched him
correctly, this never would have happened.

Whoa-oh. She did search
him. I was here. I saw it.

Well, maybe she did, but
obviously not carefully enough.

After all, she missed the gun.

Hey, hey, Hudson. What don't you
just back off right now, okay?

I got it. He didn't have a
gun when I brought him in.

Otherwise, I would have found it.

Well, how did he end up
killing two cops with one then?

Where is he?

Autopsy room with Monica.

Hey. Uh, I had to sedate him.

How long can you keep him alive?

It depends on how much internal
bleeding he has. I... Couple hours maybe.

- Well, call me if he wakes up.
- Yeah.

How you doing?

Okay, I guess.

Cat, you did what you had to
do. You saved a lot of lives.

Did you see what happened?

No. I was... I was in the ladies room,

and then I heard a
gunshot and-and screaming.

Eddie saw it though. Eddie?

I... I changed my shirt.

I heard his voice.

He took the cuffs off,
and then-then he shot him.

I smashed his face. Now,
why didn't he shoot me?

All right, Cat, why didn't he shoot me?

I don't know, Eddie.

You knew him, right?

Yeah, we were partners for a while.

But we didn't get along very well.

Yeah, but you don't get along with anybody.

This was different.

We didn't get along well because
I wouldn't sleep with him.

Yeah, he was like that.

- Hit on all the women.
- Yeah.

That is not blood.

That is lipstick.

Looks like he was hitting on
them all the way up to the end.

Unbelievable.

Oh, look at that. "Respect." That's rich.

Yeah, but why did he have to shoot him?

I don't know.

Maybe either Styx was on
some cop-killing spree or...

Or what?

Maybe he was targeting someone.

It's in our system. It belonged
to John Russo, a Brooklyn resident.

Who is he?

It doesn't matter. He turned it in as
part of the "buy back a gun" program.

- Turned it in where?
- Here. It was in our locker.

9mm Glock is missing.

Inside job?

That's exactly what I'm thinking.

God help us, 'cause Hudson
is gonna have a field day.

Yeah.

All right, this is important.

Did you leave him alone at any point?

Yes, but he was strapped to the
table and his hands were cuffed.

- For how long?
- Five, 10 minutes.

Where did you go?

I-I went to get bandages,
uh, at the pharmacy...

on the way to the ladies room.

That should have taken
one, maybe two minutes.

I took a phone call.

I thought... I mean, he
was strapped to the table.

I thought everything would be fine.

Meanwhile, someone gave him a gun.

Yeah. He was already armed when Lester
came to take him to the holding cell.

He waited to be taken to
the interrogation room...

to give us just enough time.

Time for what?

I think I understand why
he didn't shoot you, Eddie.

It's because of the color of your skin.

This wasn't an escape attempt.

Coffee, guys?

- That's very kind. Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Hi. How long will it be before we can go?

It could be all night.

All night?

Oh, my God. I don't have my meds.

- What kind of meds?
- Mood stabilizers. Without them, I freak out.

I need them. I can't spend
the night without my meds.

You people do not want to
be around me without my meds.

My meds. My meds.

- My meds.
- Look, I feel like you and I,

we started on the wrong foot
and I have to apologize for this.

It was my fault. No, no, no.
I share your feelings exactly.

Caitlyn says you're a good friend.

My meds.

Can I please ask you this as a favor?

- My meds.
- I mean on Caitlyn's behalf?

Sure. Shoot. I mean...

See the Italian girl? Caitlyn's pal.

Yes.

She's very sweet and sensitive.

Of course incredibly crazy.

But she's harmless.

I was wondering if you might take
care of her while all this is going.

You know, make sure she's okay?
It'll mean a lot to Cat.

Yeah. No. All right. If you think
that... Sure. I'd be happy to help.

- Thanks, man. They're really tight, you know?
- Sure.

- My meds.
- Excuse me.

- Maybe now is a good time.
- Yeah, right.

Excuse us.

- My meds.
- Oh!

- Do you need help?
- No. We're good.

You're good? Oh, all right.

Sit, sit.

Don't hesitate to, you know,
cuddle her. She's, uh...

- Thanks.
- Okay. You're welcome.

Oh. Okay. Okay. She's fine.

Okay. Whoa. Maybe... Maybe
you should call someone. Yeah.

I need a medic to the front desk.

Leo, hi. I have your gas.

Oh. Here you go.

- Oh, it's heavy.
- Thank you.

- What's wrong?
- You don't wanna go in there.

- Why?
- Come with me.

I'll explain it to you later. I've
never been in a precinct before.

This wasn't an escape attempt.

This was a very carefully planned hit.

Styx walked right past
Eddie without even blinking.

He was looking for
somebody with black skin.

A hit? In a police precinct? That's suicide.

Yeah.

Well, we caught him right out
front trying to rape a girl...

just as we walked by.

I mean, come on, there's
a reason he was out there.

- Yeah. He wanted in.
- Okay, so, who's the target?

Collins.

Well, how could he even have
known Collins would be here?

He's not from the precinct.
He's not even from Brooklyn.

He gave us time to call him.

Look, they have no idea who's
in charge of the investigation.

The plan was to get arrested
and then to smoke Collins out.

Styx just didn't know what he looked
like, so he had someone point him out.

That's the same person who
took a gun from our locker.

Well, why kill Lester then?

I don't know. Maybe to make it look random.

Ah, come on, guys, this is starting
to sound a little unbelievable.

Killing two cops in a precinct would
make him a legend, even in jail.

With a better than even chance
that he dies in the process.

- He still might.
- Which would only enhance his rep more.

These guys, they live by
different rules, Captain.

- Yeah.
- Yeah. She's right.

All right.

I wanna know everybody's
whereabouts when this guy was alone.

This is about cops, Captain.
I.A. should be in charge here.

This is my precinct, Hudson!

I'm the captain of the 125th!

You don't like it, go file a report!

In the meantime, if someone in my
precinct is responsible for a dead cop,

I wanna know. Let's go.

This guy Styx was left alone long
enough to have been given a gun.

That means someone in this
precinct helped him kill two cops.

So we're gonna find out who.

Until then, no one leaves.

What does that mean?

It means we're all suspects.

I expect you all to cooperate...

when Detective Sullivan
inquires about your whereabouts.

Is that understood?

Yes, Captain.

So, you know what they're saying now.

This outage is due to rats.

- Yeah, the rats.
- Rats.

They're eating the insulation on
the wires at the Red Hook Station.

Wow. You got to give
it to the New York rats.

Well, they got to eat something.

- What is that?
- Green tea.

Your mother brewed it for me.

She says it's supposed to
be a great stress reliever.

- It's terrible.
- I'm sorry.

Do you have any idea how this thing
that you're having with my mother,

how uncomfortable it makes
me feel, like... here?

Get over it. We're all
adults, Cat. Come on.

Easy. That's easy for you to say.

What is your hang-up? I like
your mother. She likes me.

What does that... What does that even mean?

What are you finding out out there?

Only four people have no witnesses
at the time that Styx was alone.

- Everyone else is covered?
- Yes.

Monica was in the ladies
room making a phone call.

Eddie was in the locker
room changing his clothes.

McClellan, Lester's partner, was in the
meeting room reviewing a case by himself.

Who's the fourth?

You have no witnesses.

Well, I'm I.A.

I investigate cops, not
the other way around.

Oh. Well, it looks like
the rules have changed.

Oh. Since when?

Since I said so.

Let's take a walk.

How can you treat us like this?

Seriously, we're all friends here.

- We work together.
- I know.

I... This is gonna affect
our relationships forever.

I'm sorry, Monica, but
I don't have a choice.

She's right. That's the way it works.

We got two cops down, Monica.

You honestly believe that one
of us would help this bastard?

Seriously, what do you want from us?

A motive.

You first, Mac.

After a horrible third
quarter, Brooklyn is down by 10.

It's been a total collapse
of defense in the last two...

How long were you Lester's partner?

Two years.

But I was done. It's no secret, Cat.

I told the captain I
wanted another partner.

- Why?
- He's dead.

I don't wanna step on the man's name.

I was his partner too,
Mac. I quit after a month.

Okay, I get it. But we gotta
figure out what happened.

So, why did you wanna split?

I didn't wanna be brought down with him.

- What do you mean?
- He said I.A. was onto him.

- For what?
- I'm not sure.

He said he was having trouble with
a Latino woman and he needed money.

Okay, you got to give me more
than that. Money to do what?

I don't know. He said he
was worried about his family,

that he was getting death threats.

Hudson's gotta know about this.

Lester's case is classified.

Yeah, well, he's dead.

So is his case then.

Look, Lester's death was
collateral damage. It's obvious.

We can't be a hundred percent sure.

Well, pretend that you are and move on.

Did you know he was
receiving death threats?

From who?

The woman he was dating?

We weren't following Lester's love life.

- First play of the fourth quarter.
- Leo.

- Brooklyn's got the ball.
- Shh.

- It's Garnett to Williams.
- You're not listening to me. Giada just left.

- What?
- Yeah. She said she couldn't

stay inside any longer.

I told you to take care of her, Rhys.

She's crazy. There was nothing I could do.

Really, I think we should
go out and find her.

Okay, okay. Just one second, please.

And he hits the three. This is amazing.

Oh! The crowd's going wild.

Louis has been an exceptional
player off the bench, and now...

Giada. I need my meds.

I need my meds. Giada.

Leave me alone! I'm
not going back in there!

- We're material witnesses.
- Giada! Giada, wait!

Okay, guys.

Easy, easy, guys. Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Easy. Okay. Easy, easy.

- You know who we are?
- I don't know.

We're the Jungle K's. And
we're here for our brother Styx.

Hey, listen, guys. I ain't no cop.

I swear to God. I-I'm just a cabbie.

- He's a cabbie, all right.
- Yeah.

Now, you go back inside, taxi man,

and you tell them to
release our brother Styx...

or we gonna light this whole place on fire.

- You hear me?
- I hear you.

You tell them that we're Jungle
K's, and we're afraid of nobody.

Not even cops.

Go on.

Okay.

Let Styx go, or you're all dead!

Trust me. These guys ain't kidding.

They got all sorts of knives, clubs, guns.

Look, relax. They're not
gonna burn down a precinct.

I wouldn't bet my life on it.

If they find out that
their friend's been shot...

If he should die, believe me,

they're gonna hunt down
the one who killed him.

That's what Styx meant when
he said, "If I die, you die".

We're out numbered.

Okay. Captain?

All right, let's call for some backup.

Lines are dead. Hey,
they could have cut them.

All right, Captain, what are we gonna do?

We're gonna protect ourselves
from street thugs, buy some time.

Captain, we don't have
that much time to buy.

All right. Why don't you and Eddie go and
see if Monica can do anything for Styx.

- Oh!
- I'll come up with a plan.

- You good?
- I'm gonna be fine, thank you.

- All right.
- Just try to take it easy, okay?

My radio's there in case
you need to check the score.

I sure will.

He's weak. He's losing blood.

He could die at any moment.

Good. He's a cop killer.

Well, if he dies, we're never gonna
know who gave him the gun, Eddie.

I know I didn't give it to him.

What is that supposed to mean?

I wasn't saying anything to you about that.

- Where would you even get that from?
- That's what you were saying.

- Really?
- All right. Just stop.

Go tell the captain that
he's not gonna make it...

if we don't get him to the hospital.

What do we do, Cat?

Where did you get this, Monica?

You and Lester?

He kept hitting on me,

telling me he was in love with me...

and he was getting a divorce.

And he was handsome and I was alone...

very alone... and I...

Weeks later when he came to me...

and he said that he was
leaving his kids and his wife...

and he wanted to be with me, I said no.

I said I made a mistake.

And he went crazy.

He started threatening me.

He started threatening my family.

He told me that my brother that had been
involved in drugs, he was gonna bust him.

Monica.

What you're telling me...

is that you have... a motive.

I didn't do this, Cat.

I had nothing to do with this.

Nothing to do with this, Cat.

And a 20-second time-out will be taken
by... Leo, they called a time-out.

Yes! Come on, come on.

We're under attack! Everybody down!

Hey, release our friend
or you're all gonna die!

Let him go!

Let Styx go, or we'll kill you all!

Hey, you have 15 minutes to set Styx free!

He killed two cops!
We're not letting him go!

Then you're all gonna die!

All right, listen up.
Everybody in the bull pen.

Hey. Can I have your attention?

Look, we're all by ourselves
tonight. All we got is each other.

And we're not gonna evacuate and we're
not gonna let them burn down our precinct.

Everyone down!

- Move!
- Everyone down!

Molotov cocktail!

Stay away!

- It didn't explode!
- Stay down! Stay down!

Eddie, what the hell are you doing? Eddie!

- I got it, Captain! I got it!
- He got it!

I want everybody armed.

That includes you, Ronnie, and you, Leo.

We're under siege.

I need your cell phone.

Why?

Well, I can't seem to
find the phone call...

that you claim you received
when you left Styx alone.

I erased it.

Why?

Maybe there never really was a phone call.

Where did you go, Pena?

Why did you leave the prisoner alone?

Oh. This is Lester's phone.

You and Lester must have led
really weird parallel lives...

because you guys kept making
the same kind of phone calls,

the exact same duration at
precisely the same moment.

Hey, look, you see?

Yesterday you made a two-minute,
57-second phone call. Unknown.

And Lester received a two-minute,
57-second phone call from Unknown.

And on and on.

You called him?

Fine. I didn't get a phone
call. I was with Mark.

You were having a relationship?

Briefly. Yep.

It ended a while ago.

And he wouldn't leave me alone,

and he wanted to speak face-to-face.

Where did you go?

The locker room.

You mean the men's locker room? The
one next to the gun storage room?

Mm-hmm.

What on earth was so urgent...

that you would leave a volatile,
dangerous criminal alone...

to hook up with your ex-lover?

He was threatening my family
and he was threatening me.

- What happened when you met with him?
- He became violent.

I had to basically fight him
off, and then he took off.

And?

And what?

I stayed there in the
locker room and cried. Okay?

Then you took the gun
and you gave it to Styx.

No, I did not.

You know, Monica,

I did a background check on
you a couple of weeks ago.

- Right.
- I found out...

that your little brother Mario...

was put in jail for burglary...

along with an accomplice
named Rodrigo Hernandez,

who just so happened to be Miguel
"Styx" Hernandez's little brother.

But he wasn't convicted...

because your little brother
Mario wouldn't rat him out.

I think Styx returned the favor.

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

- You don't know what I'm talking about?
- No.

I'll tell you what I'm talking about.

Styx got rid of Lester for you,

and in exchange,

you finger the cop who was
investigating his gang...

so that he could get rid of him too.

Two birds with one stone.

This is completely insane.

I don't even know who Collins is.

Time's up! We're coming for Styx!

Oh, God!

Go!

Cat, out here! They're
climbing up the balcony!

The emergency generator on the roof! Go!

Somebody cover the balcony.
We're going to the roof.

Captain's hit!

No!

Eddie!

Cat, over there.

Hey, you!

- Drop it. Now.
- Drop it. Nice and slow.

Hand it over. Give it to me. Come on.

Okay, Cat. Step back. Step back.

Kid, look at me. Tell me your name.

Plex.

I don't want your street
name. Give me your real name.

- Maurice.
- Okay, Maurice.

- Was this a planned hit?
- Yeah.

Styx wanted to kill the
cop who was gonna bust us.

- Why in a police precinct?
- 'Cause there was another one.

Styx said he needed to wipe out two cops.

That's why it had to
be done at the cop shop.

Who was the other target?

- Lester?
- No, not Lester.

- Who?
- I don't know. I swear, I don't know.

I swear, only Styx knew.

Didn't Styx know he was
probably gonna get killed?

Yeah, most people didn't
know, but he was sick, man.

- What do you mean?
- Styx was real sick.

Some sort of cancer thing.

He didn't wanna die at a hospital,

so he figured he might as well go out big.

- Who gave him the weapon?
- A cop.

- A male?
- Some white dude.

- Do you know him?
- Nah.

But Styx said the guy had a...
a gunshot scar on his chest.

One of the K's shot him a long time ago.

I need you all to take your shirts off.

- Only if you do.
- In your dreams.

Can you, please? Come on.

No way you're giving me orders.

Oh, okay. How about a court
order? Will that work for you?

Take it off.

All of it, Eddie.

Any day.

Piggy?

You have a little Piggy there?

That leaves one possibility.

So, he gave him the gun.

Yeah. And then he got
killed right away with it.

What did you have on Lester?

Well, we know he was spending 10 times
the amount of money he was making.

We thought he might have
been on the mob payroll.

- What mob?
- We don't know.

That's why I couldn't say anything before.

Didn't think it had anything
to do with the murders.

But Styx's gang must have given
Lester money in exchange for Collins.

But it backfired on Lester,
and he became the first victim.

Captain Baker is taking
a turn for the worse.

- You go ahead. I'll-I'll watch this guy.
- Thank you.

It's all right. It's all right.

Try to rest.

Hey, he's losing a lot of blood.

- Sullivan, is that you?
- Yeah, yeah.

I-I gotta... I gotta tell you something...

I want you to tell
Frankie if I don't make it.

Captain, don't talk like that. Stop.

Sullivan, just listen to me, will
you, please? This is important.

Please tell Frankie...

she was the best sex I ever had.

I'm not gonna say that.

- Tell her.
- I can't. I really...

No, look, sometimes...

I get anxious and I don't perform like I...

Okay. All right, yeah, fine. I'll say it.

I took one of those little blue pills,

and it says after four hours,
you gotta call a doctor...

Oh, God. Okay. Yeah. I'm not
gonna say those words exactly,

but it'll be sweet.

Because she thinks it's her fault.

Please stop talking. Get some rest.

- It's not her. Sometimes it's me.
- Okay, Captain, all right.

Just rest.

Oh, this is surreal. This is surreal.

- It's all good, Cat. It's all good.
- Surreal.

Look, he's losing a lot of blood.
We got to get him out of here.

- I know.
- Quick. I think I have an idea.

Okay.

Okay, guys, here's the thing.
We'll use one police car loaded

with the gas can as a decoy.

And I'll get through with Baker in my taxi.

- Okay, I'm coming with you.
- Okay. All right.

It's a good idea. You know what
I'll do? I'll drive the decoy car.

Okay, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on.

There's something I have to do. If I
don't, I'm gonna regret this forever.

- I have to do something.
- What are you doing?

Now, Ronnie? Really? Seriously?

- Eddie?
- Yeah.

You sure you wanna do this?

Look, tonight I was almost murdered.

Nets lost to the Knicks.

I got kissed by a man.
So what could be worst?

I don't know. I think I got that one beat.

Shh. Take it easy. Take it easy.

Ronnie is really a nice guy.

I'm sure he's a nice guy, but
I do not go out with cabdrivers.

They're always too tired to make
love. I need energy for that.

You know, that's what
cabbies say about cops.

Uh-huh.

Really?

- You be safe.
- Yeah, Leo. You too.

You guys wanna play? Right? You wanna play?

We're gonna do this.

Come on.

You okay?

- You all right?
- Yeah, I'm gonna be all right.

You look great.

Hey, they're making a movement!

Come on, come on, come on.

Come back here!

N.Y.P.D.! Drop your weapons!

The good news at this hour: Power
is being restored to Brooklyn.

The bad news: the Nets lost a
heartbreaker to the hated Knicks.

We're getting reports the 125th precinct
in Brooklyn was attacked by a gang.

Two officers were killed
and a third is wounded.

Baker is gonna be fine.

Styx had a heart attack during surgery.

He's alive, but he's not gonna make it.

All right.

This one.

You were the girl he
was attacking last night.

This whole thing was a setup.

Styx.

Can your hear me?

Who was the other target besides Collins?

You, bitch.