Third Watch (1999–2005): Season 1, Episode 16 - Nature or Nurture? - full transcript

Previously on Third Watch:

I met her the other night
after you blew me off.

If you're trying to make me
jealous, it's not necessary.

You, uh, still mad about
me seeing Morales?

I'm not mad. I'm not
crazy about the idea.

Thank you.

- For what?
- Choosing me.

- Actually, I'm pretty involved right now.
- Come on, I'm being serious.

Well, I wanted you two to meet
because I have Joey this weekend...

and I wanted to
introduce him to Brooke.

- Is that right?
- How am I supposed to get 5000?



I don't care how.

Are you threatening me?

Daddy? Daddy?

I'm hungry. Daddy?

You're up? Hey, buddy.
What are you doing?

Don't go anywhere, okay?
Daddy's gonna get out of the shower.

You stay right there.

Mommy? JIMMY: Joey?

Mommy, can we have waffles?

- Joey?
- You're not my mom.

Hey. Hi. I was just gonna try
to make us some breakfast.

But there's nothing
to eat in this place.

- Hey, I told you to wait.
- The waffles are in the freezer.

Brooke, this is Joey.



Joey, I want you to
meet my friend Brooke.

Hi.

Damn it.

Hey, you need a hand?

Huh? No. I'm fine, thanks.

It's really... It's
kind of cold, huh?

Yeah, when you get ice, that
usually means it's cold outside.

What kind of scraper you using?

A plastic one. Look, man, I'm fine.
I appreciate the offer, but I'm all set.

- You know what? We're not set, okay.
- Oh! Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Just give us your wallet.

- You're making a big mistake here.
- Do it.

All right. Take it easy.
I'm gonna grab my wallet.

- Oh!
- All right.

Hands up. Grab the car.
- All right.

You know what?
Give me your wallets.

- Are you robbing us?
- Yeah. Don't look at me.

Aw.

It's no fun on
this side of it, is it?

Take off your clothes.

- What?
- Yeah. Take them off.

- It's 20 degrees.
- Take them off.

All right, fellas.
Everything in the bag.

You guys are gonna stand here and
wait 15 minutes before you turn around.

If I look back and see you looking at
me, I'll come back here and shoot you.

Hey, fellas. Come on.
Come on. Here we go.

Yeah!

Make it five, baby. We need
five. We need five. Here we go.

Where's the hell's the D?
Come on, call out your picks!

All right, three-pointer.
Come on. Give me a three.

What are you...? No, no,
no. Don't let the clock run out.

What are you doing? - Three!

Take a shot! MEN: Two! One!

- Yes! That's it.
- No.

Oh, my God, they didn't cover.

Adam 553. Shooting, 1 142...

Hey, come on. We won.

One basket. That's
all we needed to win.

Hey, man, I been there. I lost
200 bucks in the Super Bowl.

You're whistling? What's with you?
Did Nicole have you up all last night?

How come whenever I'm in a good
mood you think it must be related to sex?

Because the only time you
ever smile at the start of a shift...

is if you had your bean
waxed the night before.

- Some things are better than sex.
- You got a fever or something?

I'm serious. I'm capable of
getting a rush out of other things.

Like what, sucking on
whipped-cream cans?

- Oh, my God.
- First we'll take your complaint...

- then we'll get you clothes.
- God.

- What's the matter with you?
- I need help, Yokas.

And he said he
was gonna kill me.

I made a really big mistake.

What, did you forget to
untie Nicole this morning?

What the hell is
the matter with you?

- What is going on with you?
- Check the stalls.

- What?
- See if anybody's in there.

Faith, I screwed up. Real bad.

Oh, don't tell me. You slept
with the captain's daughter.

Oh, oops. You already did that.

I robbed those two guys.

- What?
- I knew you'd freak out.

- You robbed somebody?
- Those two guys tried to rob me.

I lost my temper, pulled out my
gun and next thing you know...

If I was an average Joe,
I would've been begging.

Your gun? Bosco,
that is armed robbery!

Oh, man.

I thought you
checked the stalls.

I didn't know you would
confess to armed robbery.

Armed robbery?

So you go over to what's-her-name's
place the other night?

- Who?
- Scanner woman?

- Vangie? Hell, no.
- You stood her up?

- It wasn't a date.
- Right.

I'm sure she sees it that way.

You got any pets, you better
not leave them out at night.

- Anybody else hit?
- Does it look that way?

- Latin Posse.
- Great, we're gonna be...

back and forth all day
cleaning up the payback.

And then the payback
for the payback.

All right, thanks. Thanks.

Breath sounds normal.

- I work on you recently?
- No.

- What's your name?
- Nickel.

- Come on, man, your real name.
- Puff Daddy.

You know, I definitely
worked on you...

like a month ago.
Got shot in the calf.

- Yeah, there it is.
- Yeah, so?

BP 110/80, pulse 68.

How many times I have to come
down here and patch you up?

What, are you my mother?

You got some kind
of problem with me?

No, no. By all means, get
shot as much as you like.

- How are things with Treeva?
- "Treva."

What kind of name is that?

- What, it's worse than "Kim"?
- What's wrong with "Kim"?

It's just "Kim." It
doesn't mean anything.

Well...

Yes, it does. It's like
a saint or something.

Saint Kimberly?
In what religion?

Thank God you're
here. He's really bad.

- How long has he been like this?
- I haven't checked him lately.

- What's his name?
- Ken Chase.

Mr. Chase? Hi, I'm Kim.
How you doing today?

Sir, can you squeeze my hand?

Okay, good.

Skin's tenting, he's dehydrated.

- Faint pulse, 144.
- Let's roll him.

Okay, easy.

How could you let him
lie in his own feces?

I don't care for
him. I'm a neighbor.

Check out these
bedsores. Down to the bone.

Look, you vital
him. I'll get an IV.

- Who cares for him?
- His daughters. They're here a lot.

They ask me to check
on him now and then.

I called the older
one. She's on her way.

- She seems like a nice woman.
- Yeah, a real peach.

- What are they doing?
- They're looking at the mug books.

God, I'm screwed.
I am so screwed.

I swear, if I make it
out of this I'm getting a...

Lobotomy?

- Are those the guys?
- They're looking at the mug books.

- I gotta get rid of their clothes.
- Their clothes?

Don't ask. Do it on
your own time. I'm done.

Come here. You gotta
help me. You're my partner.

Wouldn't that be, like,
hindering prosecution?

- At least.
- Don't listen to them.

I swear to God, Faith.
I swear I'll change.

I'll get help. I really will.

Therapy.

Licensed, able-to-prescribe-medication
type therapy.

What, like lying on some couch
talking about my potty training?

Fine. Okay, fine.

Oh, my God. Tell me that
wasn't the sketch artist.

- Second Avenue Boys?
- Retaliation didn't take long.

I thought Latin Posse and
Second Avenue had an alliance.

Guess peace talks broke down.

- You gotta help him!
- All right.

- I don't wanna die, man.
- All right.

Hey, hey. Calm down, all right.
So I can see where you're hurt.

- It's my side. CARLOS:
It's through and through.

- All right. Can you breathe okay?
- No. No.

He's got decreased
breath sounds.

You gotta back up. You gotta
let us get him on this, okay?

Get back. He's gonna die if
you don't let us work on him.

- My man ain't gonna die!
- No.

He ain't gonna die!

Okay, look, if you don't
want that to happen...

he needs to get to
a hospital right now.

- Save him!
- We're gonna do everything we can.

But you gotta let us
help him, okay? Come on.

Get out of here.

That's the cops.

You don't wanna be pointing
that thing at us when they get here.

- Get him out of here.
- Come on, shorty, let's go.

- If he dies, I'm gonna find you!
- Get out of here!

I don't wanna die.

- Hey, come on now.
- Please, I don't wanna die.

Calm down. Keep the mask on.

You keep taking it
off. Keep the mask on.

Stay still, all right?

Puppet? Puppet,
is that your name?

- Nathaniel's my name.
- Okay.

Nathaniel, can you squeeze
my hand? Squeeze my hand.

Okay, good. Can
you move your feet?

- Good.
- Am I paralyzed?

- No, you're not.
- Almost there.

I'm scared.

I'm scared, doc.

Hang in there, okay?

I'm sorry about my brother.
He's the one with the gun. He...

He's got some kind of balls.

He got that from you.

Gunshot wound to
the chest, lower right.

Decreased breath
sounds. Vitals strong.

I'm Dr. Morales. Can you take a deep
breath for me? Take a deep breath.

Get X-ray down here for a chest.

- Don't go.
- I'm right here, man.

- Get a chest tube set up.
- Two, three.

Let us have him, okay?

- All right.
- Don't go.

I'm gonna be right here. I'll
be right over here watching.

No, I never dated her. Ma, I
know who I dated, okay? Yeah.

Look, I gotta talk to
you about something.

You know... Dad's birthday?

The Grand Canyon?
Yeah, that ought to be fun.

Yeah, it will be expensive.

Be worth it though, right?

No, that's okay. You know
what, we'll talk about it later.

Yeah, I love you
too. Okay. Bye-bye.

- Some guys stopped by for you.
- Who?

I don't know. Didn't leave a
name. They said they'd stop back.

- What'd they look like?
- From the neighborhood, you know.

You know what, do me a favor. Tell
cap I had to take emergency leave.

- Impacted tooth. The dentist.
- You can't just take off.

- Wisdom tooth, tell him wisdom. Okay?
- You could get fired!

She should be taking
care of her father herself.

You can't depend on
someone, you make sacrifices.

Hello. Yeah, this is she.

Yes, I can come. What's wrong?

- Okay. Fine.
- What?

- St. Edward's. Joey's in trouble.
- Is he hurt?

No. He's in the principal's office.
They want me to pick him up.

Yokas, they were
trying to rob me.

Yeah, but somehow they ended
up with no clothes and no money.

- Pull over.
- What?

Right here. Pull over now.

Do me a favor, all
right. Open the trunk.

Bos...

Done. There's nothing to tie
me to this except their word.

- It's called plausible deniability.
- Listen to me.

All you gotta do is stay low
and stop running off at the mouth.

That ought to be easy.

- Hey.
- Hey.

He'll be okay. Simple pneumothorax.
We dropped a chest tube.

That's good. I'm glad.

Are you okay?

- Ready to go?
- Yeah.

- Doc. Can we talk to you fellas a sec?
- Sure.

You know that shooting you had
earlier, the Second Avenue boys?

Witnesses said one of
them pulled a gun on you.

- What?
- It was nothing.

- You gotta be kidding.
- You got a description?

Look, Sully, the guy was scared. He
was upset. I don't wanna pursue this.

Wait a minute. Somebody
pulled a gun on you?

I don't think we should
do anything about it.

Ten, 11 years old. Track
pants, blue jacket, gray hat.

Our shooting vic's brother.
Address must be the same as our vic.

- Look, I said I don't want to pursue it.
- So don't, I will.

Here. 445 East 127th
street, apartment 4D.

- What the hell happened?
- It was his brother.

He was scared. He wasn't
gonna shoot anybody.

Bangers don't get to pull guns on
medics no matter how scared they are.

- Look, it was no big deal.
- Do I need to sign a complaint?

- Yeah.
- Fine. Where is it?

Sorry to bother you at
work. Can you come in?

- I'll wait here.
- Okay.

Can you tell me what's
going on? Joey, are you okay?

Joey pushed two
boys off the jungle gym.

Little Kyle here and another
boy, who has a broken arm.

What?

Is that true?

I am so sorry. I...

I don't know what to
say. He'll be punished.

I hope I'm not
being too forward.

But a friend of mine is a
really good child psychologist.

I can give you her
name if you want.

- I don't think...
- It's hard being a working parent.

Come on, sweetie. Let's go home.

Joey, why don't you
wait right outside?

Bobby's outside.
It's okay, honey.

Ms. Zambrano, Joey's
been acting out lately.

I thought maybe it
was just a stage...

but I wonder if aftercare's
a little hard on him.

Lots of times, he's the
only one still here after 5.

There's no one to stay with
him until my mom gets off work.

Well, I guess we'll just leave
this as an open issue for now.

But if Joey hurts
another child...

I'm afraid he won't be
able to stay at St. Edward's.

Wanna tell me where we're going?

We can do something for that
kid without getting him arrested.

Like what?

- Bring him see his brother.
- We're going over to his house?

If he sees his brother stuck full of
tubes, maybe he gets the message.

Man, now we're social workers?

- It could make a difference.
- Know what would make a difference?

- Jail.
- Oh, well, that's a useful approach.

Actually, my approach would
be to give them all guns...

stick them on a deserted
island. End of story.

I am so sick of people like you.

"I've pulled myself up by my bootstraps,
so screw anyone else who can't."

These kids are sociopathic. They
don't need bleeding-heart liberalism.

They need a kick in the ass.

Did anyone ever give you the benefit
of the doubt when you were a kid?

I never asked anyone to.

No. I'm asking you whether
you ever screwed up?

I mean, really screwed up, and
someone cut you some slack.

What difference does that make? I
never held a gun to anyone's head.

You know, we go
to work every day.

We just throw up our
hands, "They're all criminals."

You know what?
They're just kids.

All the swagger and street names.
Underneath all that, they're just small...

scared little kids whose world is crap
and who nobody gives a damn about.

You coming?

And give that kid a second
chance to point a pistol at my head?

Um, no, thanks.

You got the smallest
bladder of any woman I know.

Who are you kidding?

If you had to sit to pee,
we'd be in there half our shift.

- Oh, my God.
- Oh, my God.

Wanted for armed robbery.
Suspect is five-foot-ten...

Bosco, you got
nothing to worry about.

A hundred and sixty-five pounds,
short brown hair, jeans and jacket.

Driving a '70s Mustang.

Considered armed and
extremely dangerous.

- Oh, they forgot "and stupid."
- That looks nothing like me.

- Sure it does.
- That's not my nose. My face is wider.

You know what? That's it. We
got those mooks' addresses, right?

- Right.
- We're gonna find them.

And then what?

I have no idea.

Something.

- Can I help you?
- Yeah, hi. Is Kenny Rider home?

Are you his mother?

Yeah. Is he okay?

I'm sorry. Did you know your
son Nathaniel was shot today?

Yeah.

Um...

I was the one that
took him to the hospital.

I can take you there if
you'd like to go see him.

Why are you looking for Kenny?

I'm trying to find him.

He was there when
Nathaniel was shot.

And the cops are
looking for him too.

I'm hoping to find him first...

and take him to the hospital
so he can see Nathaniel.

What for?

I thought maybe if he sees him
like that, it'd make a difference.

You know how hard I've worked
to keep those boys out of gangs?

I'm not some crack addict
who doesn't care about her kids.

I work two jobs to make
ends meet around here.

If you see him, could you ask
him to call me or just stop by.

I'm at the corner
of King and Arthur.

Hey.

You should have let him die.

It's the only thing that maybe
make a difference with Kenny.

Yo, Tommy. TOMMY: Hey.

What's up?

You don't hug your brother?

How much you want?

Come on, Tommy.

Can't I say hi?

Ah, give me a break. I can
see it in your whole body.

The way you're slouching.

Look, I can't keep
handing it out to you.

You want some dough, you
have to work for it in the store.

It's not that simple, Tommy.

Yeah, it is that simple.

- Look, man, I owe 15 grand.
- How?

I had this parlay going today,
with just one... It was so...

Look, just give me a little dough to
get him off my back. A couple thousand.

- I don't have a couple thousand!
- Come on.

I got three kids, a
mortgage, car payment.

Plus, you cleaned out my
account six months ago, remember?

This is serious.

- I can't do it.
- Tommy.

No, I can't.

Hey, I'm sorry. I'll talk to
you later, okay, brother.

- Look... Hey, Jimmy.
- Nah, hey. It's cool. Talk to you later.

This is getting ridiculous.

No open wound. It
looks like a fracture.

- Ah!
- Yep.

- Is it sore here?
- Yeah, yeah.

What happened?

Anybody know what happened?
- Yeah.

I heard shots, saw
some kids running.

You see the shooter?

I saw two gang kids,
like 12. One had a gun.

Go tell them, okay?

Yeah.

The yolk's on you, chum!

- Want to tell me what happened today?
- I don't know.

Hey. Look at me. You
hurt someone today.

- "I don't know" isn't good enough.
- He made me mad.

Did he push you?
Did he call you names?

I don't know. He
just made me mad.

We're gonna have to talk more
about your punishment later.

Mommy, is Daddy gonna
get married to someone else?

Why are you asking?

There was a lady
at Daddy's today.

She wanted to make
breakfast like we used to.

What?

Honey, listen to me.

Your mommy will
always be your mommy.

And your daddy will
always be your daddy.

- Okay?
- Okay.

Think Bosco will get caught?

Sure hope not. One cop screws up, it
makes life miserable for the rest of us.

He should have just arrested those
guys. I can't believe he robbed them.

Of course you can't.

Somebody robbed you,
you'd invite them to dinner.

Ask them what went wrong that
could lead them to this horrible place.

- What happens if he gets caught?
- They won't make him Cop of the Year.

Hey, Doc, Carlos. DOC: Hey.

Dispatch said you guys
were here. You got a second?

- What's going on?
- We picked up a kid a while ago.

Might be the one
held a gun on you.

- Kenny?
- Picked him up for the last shooting?

No, we're still following
up on your complaint.

Detectives wanna do
a lineup on his threat.

Maybe we can pop
him on that at least.

- All right, let's go.
- Meet you over there?

This is great.

"Officer Yokas, tell the jury...

what you did after you found out
your partner committed armed robbery."

Well, first I helped
him hide the evidence...

These guys are
dangerous. They'll screw up.

When they do, we'll
be there to bust them.

You know, I wouldn't count on
them being on the bus to Attica.

- Wait, wait, wait. WOMAN:
You come back here!

Bonnie and Clyde. I see why
you had to pull a gun on those two.

You know what, that's it. I
am not sitting here for an hour...

while they get their rocks
off sticking dollars into pasties.

I'm hungry.

- You have to help me.
- Food!

- You have...
- Now!

I set this account up
for my son for college.

- My wife and I...
- I understand that.

Why do I need his
signature? He's 6 years old.

You don't need your son's
signature, you need your wife's.

- Why?
- Both you and Kim Zambrano...

must sign in order
to withdraw money.

- Well, we're not married anymore, so...
- There's nothing I can do.

You stipulated this...

- when you two set up the account.
- I need this money.

I can call Ms. Zambrano,
see if she can come down.

No. That's okay.

I'll talk to her about all this.

Thank you. Thanks, anyway.

I'll shut off the lights.
Just take your time.

Look at everyone there and then
tell me if you recognize anyone.

And if so, where you
recognize him from.

All right.

Do you recognize someone?

Um...

I'm not sure.

Brad, have them stand up.

I'm sorry, I don't
recognize anyone.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah, I'm sure. Am I done?

Yeah, you can go.

- What happened?
- I don't wanna talk about it.

- Did you ID anyone?
- Nope.

- He wasn't there?
- He was there.

- What happened?
- I couldn't do it. You happy?

Adam 553.4427 Amsterdam.

Hold up. Tell them we're down.

I want to wait for Kenny.

No way. I just let this kid
walk. I won't hold his hand too.

We're taking this
call. We're done.

Adam 553.4427 Amsterdam.

We gotta talk.

Why is it whenever I'm
having a crappy day...

you appear and
say we gotta talk?

Your son broke
someone's arm today.

I suppose I could check back
with you when you're feeling better.

- He broke somebody's arm?
- He pushed a kid off the jungle gym.

Why do I feel like you're
saying this is my fault?

He didn't learn to hit from me.

Maybe it's from the wrestling or
that toy gun I didn't want him to have.

I am not gonna have this argument.
I'll take him home and deal with it.

How? By taking him out
for pizza and ice cream?

Yeah.

You don't know how to be a father.
You wouldn't know responsibility...

- if it kicked you in the ass.
- I'm responsible.

Oh, come on, Jimmy, you
just left during your shift.

Cap's already filling
out disciplinary papers.

Or today, when Joey found you
shacking up with what's-her-name.

- Brooke.
- Yeah, whatever.

How do you think
that makes him feel?

Let me get this straight. Joey got
in trouble because I'm moving on?

- What does that mean?
- I didn't plan on him running into her.

- But he did.
- So how's this my fault?

Joey spends more time with your
mother and the sitter than with me.

Ask them where he learned hitting
from. I get him 10 hours a week. Ten!

That leaves you with the
other however many hours.

If you want to talk about who's
the crappy parent around here...

start looking at yourself.

Probable gall bladder.

Pain began about
two hours after eating.

You understand? Fine. Fine.

As long as you know you can die.

What's going on?

Your friend had me pull out his
chest tube. He's signing out AMA.

- No kidding?
- Wanna take a shot, he's all yours.

Doc.

Hey, Nathaniel. What's up,
man? You remember me?

What's your rush?

You know how it is, partner.
I got business, things to do.

Let me guess.
Back with your boys.

What are you, my bitch, man?

Bitch?

Doc...

We're just trying
to help you, man.

Yeah? I didn't
ask for your help.

What about your brother?
How about helping him?

Know what? He'll make his way.

You got a brother out
there, 11 years old...

You need to get up off me.

About to follow your sorry ass
down the same path you're choosing.

- Is that what you want?
- No. I want you out of my way.

Hey, hey, hey.

How long do you think you have
before we shovel you into a body bag?

- Come on, man.
- I don't need your help.

You got a chance
to get out, have a life.

Hey, man, if you can't do it for yourself,
do it for your brother. Get him out.

And do what?

Let me tell you
what I'm gonna do...

for my little brother, man.

I'm gonna teach him
how to survive out there.

Five hours ago you were
scared to death, crying.

You were crying in the
back of my bus. Nathaniel...

No, man. No, no, no. Why do
you keep even calling me that?

My name's Puppet to you.

Now get out of my way.

Thank you.

I hate buffets. I always eat
three times more than I want.

- And paying for it too.
- Where's Bosco?

I don't know. He headed off to
the bathroom with a newspaper.

I don't know when
we'll see him again.

Why do guys do that?
Read on the toilet?

I don't think he actually reads. I
think he just looks at the pictures.

You ever think about moving to days
to spend more time with your kids?

All the time. I don't
have the seniority.

Yeah, same here. How do you do
it? I mean, spend any time with them?

I don't. It sucks. I see them before
school in the morning, and on my days off.

Think that's okay?

I don't know. That nanny we hired,
she spends a lot of time with them.

Joey pushed a kid off the
jungle gym today. Broke his arm.

Ouch.

- You don't think that's your fault?
- Obviously I'm screwing up somewhere.

I look at my kids every day. I wonder
if I'm raising a couple of serial killers.

Well, at least you got a husband.
I mean, I need some help.

- Husbands don't just fall out of trees.
- Maybe I'm too picky.

What am I holding out
for? True love? It's selfish.

I can't keep doing this
alone. It's hurting Joey.

What are you gonna do? Marry
some guy so Joey has a father?

There's lots worse things
than raising him alone.

Gab, gab, gab. It never
stops, does it? Excuse me.

- We got three down.
- Okay.

- Doc, come...
- One second.

He's dead. I'll get
the one in the front.

- Doc!
- Hold on!

Hey, where's Kenny?

Doc!

Put this on it. Don't let go.

It's Kenny.

He's not breathing! Come on.

- ET kit. CARLOS:
Doc, he's gone.

- Come on, let's go.
- He's gone.

- Let's go!
- He's dead!

He's dead.

Doc.

Damn.

Your brother is dead
over here. You happy?!

He followed you
and now he's dead!

- Yeah. But he died a man.
- What?

- No, no. What'd you say?
- I said he died like a man.

Is that what you think?

"Died like a man."

Doc. SULLY: Doc.

- What are you doing?
- This is a crime scene.

Died like a man? Half
his head is gone. Huh?

He didn't die a man.

He died a little boy.

He died like a scared
kid! He's 11 years old...

and now he's dead!

He's 11 years old, man.

Maybe you should help
him. He's still bleeding.

I don't care if his ass bleeds to
death. He's not getting in my rig.

They been in there a long time.

Maybe they're watching
porno on the TVs.

You could join them.

Holy... 55-David to Central.

Corner of Amsterdam and 125.
Shots fired. We have two suspects.

Don't shoot!

- Freeze! Put the gun down!
- Put the gun down!

- Put it down!
- Put it down!

Nobody moves! Everybody
stay on the ground! Don't move!

Shut up! On the ground!

Bosco!

Don't move.

I got you.

Keep your eyes straight
ahead. Don't look at me.

- Come on. Aw, man, it wasn't me.
- Look ahead.

Here's your boyfriend.

Stupid!

Why don't you shut up, man!

How much longer you gonna
keep this up? They'll see you.

Not if you take
them back yourself.

What do I tell the lieutenant?

I don't know and I don't
care. Tell him I got lost.

That wouldn't be the first time.

You know what? You deal with
these guys. I'll deal with trigger finger.

All right?

All right.

Thanks.

Shut up!

You know, Joey, you can't
go around hitting kids, right?

Right.

And all that play-fighting
and play-wrestling that we do...

you can't do that with kids
because they could get hurt.

- All right?
- I know.

- Is your friend coming over tonight?
- Brooke? No, she's not.

Do you know them, Daddy?

I don't think so. Your
mom and I are broken up.

That means you're gonna
see other people with me, okay?

Why are we stopping?

I'll be right back.

I was just coming to see
Sam after I drop my kid off.

No, you weren't. Besides, Sam don't
want to see you, he wants his money.

Yeah, well, I don't have anything.
Just gotta give me a day or two.

You're a loser.

Losers settle up on the
spot, one way or another.

I don't have it.

So, what now? You
gonna give me a beating?

We'll give you a beating,
but you still gotta pay.

End of tomorrow you don't
pay, you get another beating.

Daddy!

Daddy'll be done
in a minute, okay?

Come on, guys. My kid's here.

Let's take a walk down
to that alley over there.

Hey, don't make us drag you.

Look, let me take him to my
ex-wife's. All right? Drop him off.

You follow us there, then I'll
go anywhere you want. All right?

Come on, please. Don't do
this in front of my son. Please.

- Nice car. SS, right?
- Yeah.

- What year?
- '68.

- Get the kid out.
- What?

- We'll take the car.
- Take...? Car's worth 20 grand, easy.

What, you looking for change?

Do we have to walk? - Yeah.

- It's far.
- Mommy's is closer. We'll go there.

It's gonna be all right.
We're big boys. Right?

You gonna say it?

You're gonna have to
say it sometime. Say it now.

That kid Kenny died today
because I listened to you.

If I ID'd him, he'd be
safe and sound in his cell.

We're supposed to help people.

- Not ones who shoot...
- You get to decide who's worthy?

We're supposed to just do our
jobs. Okay? Follow the rules.

Not get too involved.

You're selfish, you know that?

You ride around talking all this
Mr. Do-Gooder crap. You know why?

Because it makes
you feel better.

It's not altruistic,
it's selfish.

Instead of helping people...

you actually hurt them.

What are you doing here, it's
1:00 in the morning? You all right?

Joey, get ready
for bed, all right.

I'll be in there in a
minute to say good night.

- Okay.
- Okay.

You were supposed to take
him. What the hell's going on?

- My bookie took my car.
- What do you mean he took your car?

I was driving and
they pulled us over...

threatened me and took my car.

- In front of Joey?
- Yeah.

- I owe them a lot of money.
- Great, Jimmy, really great.

And you wonder
why he's pushing kids.

And you had the nerve
to blame it on me?

You're right.

You're right. I am screwing up.

That kid means more to me
than anything else in this world.

I don't know what I'm...

They were gonna kick my ass.

They took my wallet.

They took my watch. They
asked me to empty out my pockets.

God, I was scared. I was humiliated.
Joey sat there watching everything.

I'm gonna start being a
good father to him, Kim.

- I swear I am.
- Jimmy...

I'm gonna say good
night to my son.

Baby, you wanna talk about it?

Maybe Carlos was right.

Maybe I've lost sight of what
I'm supposed to be doing.

You were trying to help someone.

A little boy got
killed because of it.

Come on. You know he was
gonna get hurt sooner or later...

no matter what you did.

You tried to stop
it, you just couldn't.

What's the point of even trying?
All I'm doing is hurting people.

Hey, you got burned today.

That's gonna happen
99 times out of 100.

But then there's gonna be
that one kid that you do help.

I don't know why I'm
doing this anymore.

Because you're a good person.

- I'm not so sure.
- Yeah, well I am.

Come on.