Third Watch (1999–2005): Season 2, Episode 13 - Duty - full transcript

NARRATOR: Previously
on Third Watch:

Do you like sex, John?

- You always mother everybody?
- I don't mother people.

It's just an observation.
It's not a criticism.

[LAUGHS]

I'm gonna ask you
some simple questions.

I want you to give simple,
straightforward answers.

- We're partners.
- You tell some lie, I back you up?

- Yeah, exactly.
- No.

Sometimes the thing that makes you a
good cop messes you up as a person.

[FAUCET SQUEAKS, WATER RUNNING]



Mm.

TATIANA: You look good, John.

Oh, uh... [CHUCKLES]
I was just...

- I've got a robe somewhere if you want.
- No. No, that's fine. Coffee?

- I can get it.
- No. You let me. You have a shower.

Okay.

You look good, John.

[CHUCKLES]

Ahh...

Wow, look at all of this.

Well, I had to bring some things because
you have nothing in that refrigerator.

Yeah, well, that's because
I don't eat in very much.

- You like eggs?
- Yeah.

- You didn't have to do all this.
- Mm-hm. Sit down.



[CHUCKLES]

Are you gonna sit
down with me and eat?

No. Just... Just coffee.

Wow, this looks great.

Ah.

Hmm.

Mm.

Mm.

- What?
- I'm sorry. I like to watch a man eat.

- It say a lot about him.
- Oh, yeah?

What have you learned about me?

Enough to know that
you like to have fun.

You can tell that from
watching me eat eggs?

No. That I learned
from you last night.

[UTENSIL CLINKS]

You know, I learned
something this morning, too.

Say.

My clothes look a hell of a lot
better on you than they do on me.

[SULLY CHUCKLES]

[ENGINE REVS, TIRES SQUEAL]

- John Sullivan, IAB.
- What do you want?

- Where's your off-duty gun?
- What?

Where's your gun?

- What's going on?
- Relax, officer. You're coming with us.

- Your gun.
- Why can't you...?

Weapons.

All right, guys. I don't
what this is all about.

Let's go.

You don't have to push me.

[CAR DOOR OPENS]

[SIREN WAILING IN
DISTANCE, CAR DOOR CLOSES]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

I had a weird dream last night.

Did it involve a supermodel?
And did she escape?

I can be deeper
than that, you know.

- Anyone seen Sully?
- Not yet.

So this dream, I was some kind
of Sheriff, you know, in the West.

There was a giant clock
on one of the walls...

but I couldn't tell what time it
was. I could hear church bells.

I'm standing in the middle of the town
and three guys, all dressed in black...

come around the corner
facing off in the street.

These guys, they
start laughing at me.

I realize I don't
have any pants on.

- Ha-ha.
- It's not funny.

You're in the middle of Dodge...

wearing your jockey
shorts and a holster.

- That's funny.
- What does it mean?

- Means you feel vulnerable.
- I don't.

TY: Apparently, you do.

BOSCO: What then?

- I don't know. That's
for you to figure out.

- I can't believe he's not here.
- Who?

Sully. I was hoping for a little
rundown on the new girlfriend.

- Oh, my God, Sully getting him some?
- Bosco.

What is he back
on the pony? Huh?

Unless... Is this his first?

- Does he have a girlfriend?
- Some lady from his building.

She have a younger sister? Anybody
doing the deed with him must come from...

low moral fiber.

- Davis.
- Yes, sir?

- You're my driver.
- What?

You are my driver.

- Where's Sully?
- Officer Sullivan won't be here.

If you haven't had sex in decades,
it must take some time to recover.

- I have to read every line twice.
- What is that?

- Molecular biology.
- Yuck.

- Tell me about it.
- No, this coffee. Terrible.

Sorry, I made it
pretty strong, huh?

- That's impressive, you know?
- Bad coffee?

No, you doing all this school
and working here at the same time.

- It is?
- Yeah.

[BUZZER SOUNDS]

- I admire you. DISPATCHER:
Boy 553, please respond.

MVA in the block of Madison
Avenue and West 1 153.

Multiple injuries.

- That was us, right?
- Yeah.

[CHUCKLES]

So, what happens now?
You guys kick my ass?

- You know an Officer Jacowicz?
- Greg Jacowicz?

Yeah, I worked with him at the
55 about a thousand years ago.

POLLOCK: He's cooperating with us.
- Good for you.

- Can I go now?
- You ought to keep your mouth shut.

Is that right?

POLLOCK: Jacowicz had a
few things to say about you.

We're giving you a chance to
get out before things get ugly.

You doing me a favor.
Snatching me off the street.

You remember a case
involving a Mr. Rudy Stiles?

Mr. Rudy Stiles?

- Yeah, he's a murdering son of a bitch.
- Maybe.

- Maybe?
- Jacowicz says that he was with you...

when you were manufacturing
evidence against Stiles.

Stiles confessed.

Yeah, after you doctored
the search a little.

We're offering a deal.

- I don't need a deal.
- Look, this could get ugly.

- The DA wants a prosecution.
- I don't need a deal.

- Give us somebody, anybody.
- I don't know anything about anybody.

DISPATCHER: Boy, 553, difficulty
breathing at 1442 Arthur on the three.

One-four-four-two,
Arthur, on the three.

[SIREN WAILING]

Something wrong?

- Not really.
- Hot date last night?

No.

You look half-dead.

- Haven't been sleeping.
- Tell me about it.

I keep finding Joey in the
night playing video games.

I didn't want him to have the
damn thing, it is in my living room.

- Then just take it away from him.
- So I can be the bad guy again.

- How are we doing on the right?
- Clear.

Why are you having
trouble sleeping?

- Bad dreams, I guess.
- You want to tell me about it?

I don't really remember.

MAN: She's just in
the back bedroom.

She can't get her breath.

- She been ill for awhile?
- Ovarian cancer, end-stage.

We weren't gonna call,
but she's suffering so much.

All right. Ma'am, hi.
My name is Bobby.

I'm gonna put this
mask on you, okay, dear?

Help you breathe a
little bit better. All right?

[MOANING]

BOBBY: What's your name?
- Her name's Francine.

All right.

- She's got fluid on both
sides. BOBBY: All right.

Just try and relax
now, Francine, okay?

[FRANCINE MOANING AND GROANING]

I'm gonna get Telemetry
and get morphine.

All right.

Francine, we're gonna give you
something to make you feel better.

- Bobby?
- Yeah?

Bobby Caffey?

- Is she a teacher?
- She was. She taught Math.

- Geometry.
- Yeah.

I had her in eleventh grade.

Something happen to Sullivan?

I expect it's
happening right now.

What's going on?

Why don't you head over
to a 108th and Amsterdam?

Frank has been down on a
traffic accident for an hour.

Sometimes accidents
get complicated, you know.

Let's get this straight.

We don't discuss where I tell
you to go. You are the driver. Drive.

- Okay, I was just...
- Drive.

Can I ask what happened
to Officer Sullivan?

You know, I hear a lot of
good things about you, Davis.

From what I can tell, you
got your head on straight.

You want a little advice?
Stay away from Sullivan.

That's the cop that can
dirty a young man's career.

What are you talking about?

Take the advice or leave it.

- Let's go.
- Your shield and ID card.

- Come on.
- Turn in your shield and ID.

You're suspended.

[SIGHS]

[TRAIN HORN SOUNDS]

[VELCRO RIPS]

[TRAIN PASSING]

[SULLY GROANS]

You guys are a couple of
real jackoffs, you know that?

Hey, how am I
supposed to get home?

I don't give a rat's ass.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[FRANCINE MOANING]

BOBBY: Yeah, they
need to drain the fluids.

Her lungs are filling up.

- Bobby, we have a call.
- Yeah.

All right. Listen, I'm gonna
check back later, okay?

- All right.
- All right. Be strong, all right?

- Bye.
- Thank you.

Okay.

SULLY: Hey.

Hey, you come home already.

Yeah, I...

- I had some problems at work.
- Problems?

- Yeah.
- What happened?

Don't worry. What
are you dressed up for?

I have to go to work.
They call me, have to.

- Can I do something?
- No.

Don't worry about
it. I'll be all right.

There were some bullies here.

- What?
- I thought they were friends of yours.

- Did they talk to you?
- No.

No, they were just
walking out the apartment.

SULLY: Damn it!

TATIANA: Oh, John.

All right, look. Don't worry
about this. It'll all be all right.

- No, but...
- No, no, listen.

I just need some
time alone. I'm sorry.

[SOFTLY] I'm sorry.

Sons of bitches!

Hey, you have a teacher you know
made a big difference in your life?

Yeah, Mr. Romano,
eighth-grade English.

That was Mrs. Bradley for me.

She was the one person who
kept me from being my brother.

Till then, I was worse.

- Worse than Matty?
- He was the one who got caught.

- I have a real hard time picturing that.
- That's all because of Mrs. Bradley.

She never let me give up.

She was the first adult
who ever believed in me.

Sounds great.

She saved my life.

Come on. Hop to it, sport. I'm
not doing any overtime for you.

Hey, Bosco, I'll be right up.

BOSCO: Not doing
all the paperwork alone.

I got one under for disorderly.

Did you see the news?

Nah, it's the first time
Christopher's stopped.

Sully made the late edition.

TY: I don't believe this.
- Yeah, well, believe it.

Greg Jacowicz was
here my first six months.

And they said they busted
him for holding dope.

It was mostly painkillers.

He got shot in the line.

He nicked his sciatic nerve.
And he's never been the same.

So now the city's all over him.
And they know how he got that way.

But he's rolling over
on a bunch of cops.

- Sully's one of the ones he accused.
- Accused of what?

- Doesn't say.
- "Innocent until proven guilty"?

With us, it's, "Guilty
until proven innocent".

I don't believe this.

[LINE RINGING]

[PHONE RINGING]

[STRUMS]

[RINGING CONTINUES]

[WOMAN SPEAKING OVER P.A.]

[KNOCKING LIGHTLY ON DOOR]

She's doing much
better now. Thank you.

I didn't do anything.

You gave her some relief.
These days, that's a lot.

- Is she awake?
- Oh, yeah. Go on in. Go on.

Okay.

Hello, Mrs. Bradley.

Robert Caffey.

How are you?

I'm fine.

How about all this, huh?

Yeah.

- How you feeling?
- I'm going home.

- Yeah.
- Mm-hm.

I didn't want Victor
to call an ambulance...

until I...

felt like I was drowning.

All my life, I've had
a fear of drowning.

Okay.

It's coming more often now.

The pain.

It's sort of like
childbirth, I guess, huh.

You look good in a uniform.

Better than that old, ratty
leather jacket you wore.

- That jacket was cool.
- Not that cool.

[LAUGHS]

- Mrs. Bradley.
- Call me Francine.

You're not 15 anymore.

I wanna thank you
for what you did for me.

What did I do?

You changed my life.

It was you.

You were ready for a change.

I just happened to be the
teacher of record at the time.

Well, if there's
anything I could do...

- There might be.
- Name it.

That feeling I had...

like I was drowning...

it was bad.

It was scary.

I don't want Victor to have to
watch me like this any longer.

I just wanna...

tell him that I love him...

and then go to sleep.

- Mrs. Bradley, I...
- I've asked the doctors...

and they've said no.

- Victor says he doesn't have the strength.
- I can't.

I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have asked.

It's okay.

It'll be all right.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Hi.

- I hear what happen on the news.
- Yeah, big story, right?

Yeah, that policeman say
that you did something wrong?

Yeah, they say I put somebody in
jail that's not supposed to be there.

- Did you?
- No.

Oh, so then that's gonna be fine.
You're still gonna be policeman.

I'm not really sure
I still wanna be.

[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]

Okay, so...

maybe I should go back now.

Yeah.

- We've been running
today. BOBBY: Yeah.

How many runs, 12, 13?

- Yeah.
- Just once, I'd like to have a quiet day.

Is that too much to ask?

Yeah.

What's with you?

Nothing.

Like, I hope you get some sleep
tonight. You're a real drag like this.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

[SIGHS]

Tatiana.

Oh.

Hi.

[CHAIN RATTLES, DOOR OPENS]

How're you doing?

Tried to call you. I wanted
to make sure you're okay.

No, I'm... I'm fine.

All right. Good. I
guess I'll go home then.

Yeah.

Davis.

If this is causing you any difficulty
down at the house, you know, I'm sorry.

I don't care what anyone says.
I know what kind of cop you are.

There's no way I'll believe you
did what they're saying. So...

whatever happens, I got
your back a hundred percent.

- Thanks.
- No problem.

- Take it easy.
- Yeah.

You too.

You know...

[SIGHS]

- I was really happy this morning.
- Yeah?

Yeah.

I won't make that mistake again.

Hello.

We were going over our trips.
We've been most everywhere.

- Would you like to come in?
- No.

- You know what she asked me to do?
- Yes.

- I told her I couldn't help her.
- I know.

But if I could, you'd
be okay with that?

Yes.

- Come in. She'd be happy to see you.
- No.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER TV]

Afternoon, everybody.

- Hey.
- Hey, Kim.

- Who made coffee?
- Don't worry. I didn't go near it.

Oh, good. Bobby here yet?

He, he got here early. He's
out back cleaning up the bus.

If he comes up, will
you tell him I'm changing.

DOC: Yeah.

[CHUCKLES]

What?

She admires me.

Excuse me?

- Yeah, she... BOBBY: Damn it.

[WATER RUNNING]

DOC: What's up?

I dropped my med pack...

- broke two vials of morphine.
- Oh, well...

the paperwork's
in the top drawer.

- You get it all cleaned up?
- I swept it in the sewer.

[SLAMS HAND ON COUNTER]

- Don't worry about it.
- Accidents happen.

I dropped a bottle
of epi last week.

- You dropped... You threw it at me.
- You were being an ass again.

You know... Kim's
upstairs changing.

- Hey, Bobby.
- Huh?

- Kim ever mention me
to you? BOBBY: What?

How she admires me?

[WHISPERS] Oh, God.

Yeah.

[DOOR OPENS]

You got a problem, man.

How you doing?

[COUGHING]

[BLOWS NOSE]

MAN: John Sullivan?
- Yeah.

I'm Jacob Wright, the PBA
attorney assigned to your case.

Yippee.

I'm on your side here.

Makes me feel a lot
better knowing that...

my side consists of a lawyer
I've known for less than a minute.

Anyone talk to you yet?

Not beyond some dipstick who
keeps asking me where my attorney is.

I guess that means you're late.

Animosity is not gonna help you.

Let me do the talking. We'll
find out what their case is.

We'll go over it at my office.
I don't want you to engage...

Who the hell do you
think you're talking to?

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

I haven't seen some of these
guys in 10 years. It's like a reunion.

- John Sullivan.
- Yeah. Right here.

Hey, Jake.

I'm here a lot.

- Let's go see what they've got.
- I can hardly wait.

[SIGHS]

I don't wanna be here today. I don't
wanna help anybody with anything.

This whole system is
corrupt. But we're the ones...

- who they take it out on.
- Last night, I fell off a bridge.

- What?
- I had another dream.

Last night, I was
walking across a bridge.

- It blew up and I fell off.
- Bosco, you're scaring me.

Yeah, think how I feel. Hmm?

You know what, when
we're done with this job...

I wanna go buy a book. And
I want to go park somewhere.

- For what?
- Because they can't indict me for reading.

[SCREAMING]

[SIREN WAILING]

[MAN GROANING]

All right. Hang in there, man.

- Where are you hurt?
- I think... I think I broke my leg.

KIM: All right. Let
me check it out.

All right, don't
move. Don't move.

- What, did you knock him off the bike?
- No.

He rode out in front of
me. He wasn't even looking.

- He was riding like a lunatic.
- Yeah, I bet he was.

- These bike guys are a menace.
- You can't run them over, sir.

No, I told you, he came out in front
of me. I didn't even have a chance.

Well, I'm sure we'll
put that all in the report.

Look, please, I'm a doctor. Nothing
like this has ever happened to me before.

- What kind of doctor?
- I'm a psychiatrist.

Psychiatrist. You know
anything about dreams?

- Some.
- Yeah.

Yokas?

Thanks.

Let me ask you something. I'm
having serious dream problems.

He's got a compound fracture
on the tib-fib and a scalp lac.

The report's no LOC.
BP is 140 over 80.

- Pulse, 110. Resps, 20. And a GCS of 15.
- Give me something.

- Get me morphine.
- We have a saline drip running.

- We'd like to add five mgs of morphine.
- Make it ten.

- Ten?
- You heard him. It hurts.

Actually, Marcy, can you
make that ten mgs of morphine?

Yeah, ETA's about six minutes.

Right.

- Thanks. You got ten.
- Go get the cot.

- You need anything else...?
- Go get the cot.

All right.

This ought to take
some of the edge off.

Thanks.

Officer Jacowicz claims you
and he manufactured evidence...

- Manufactured evidence?
- Did you?

We're not here to
answer questions.

We've interviewed
the victim, Mr. Stiles...

and he concurs with Officer
Jacowicz's allegations.

We intend to charge you.

You got a scared cop and a child
murderer. That's enough to charge me?

- Sullivan.
- When I need you, I'll let you know.

Whatever happened
to felony review, huh?

You guys won't let us press
a strong-armed robbery...

on a guy unless it's ironclad.

Charge him with petty larceny
and menacing, two misdemeanors...

because your conviction rate might
go down if you charge somebody...

with what they did. What
about evidence, huh?

What about all the
lines you make us walk?

All that's out the window
when it's one of us?

A search warrant is
a sworn document.

A police officer lying under
oath is a serious matter.

Boy, that's rich coming
from you, Donald.

How many people have
you and me put away, huh?

You asking me, "Are you
sure it happened that way?"

Over and over again,
until I pick up on the way...

that you want me to say it, the
way that makes your case stronger.

- I've never suborned perjury.
- Suborned perjury, no.

No, you've never suborned perjury.
You never come right out and say it.

You led me through every single
piece of testimony I've given.

- There are rules.
- Rudy Stiles raped and murdered...

an 8-year-old boy. He confessed.

He confessed as a
result an illegal search.

The fact that he
did it means nothing.

- Everyone has the right to a fair trial.
- Yeah?

Well, you just forgot to use
the word "allegedly", Donald.

The evidence was allegedly
found in an illegal manner.

- Guess my fair trial's over.
- We can make a deal...

- before this case goes further.
- I'm not making any deal.

With Jacowicz's testimony,
there will be prosecution.

I didn't do anything wrong,
and I'm not making a deal.

You and your pal Mr. Stiles are gonna
have to come after me, you son of a bitch.

[CHAIR CLATTERS]

CARLOS: Oh.

God.

[COUGHS]

I'll be right up.

Hey, Doc.

Ooh.

- A drunk messed in the bus.
- Wouldn't have if Florence Nightingale...

- would have left him on the bench.
- To freeze to death.

He's got a bed at Mercy.
We're out here in the cold...

- cleaning his excretions off the floor.
- I'll help.

What?

Go upstairs and get
back to the books.

- You serious?
- Yeah.

[WHISPERS] See.

[NORMAL VOICE] Here you go.

- Here.
- Thanks.

- What's wrong?
- It's Bobby.

CHRISTOPHER: Davis.
- Yeah, I'm ready.

Lieutenant wants to know if you
know how to get a hold of Sullivan.

He's not answering his phone.

- I can try. Why?
- Well, we were just notified by IAB...

- that Jacowicz ate his 45.
- He killed himself?

With a suicide note saying he
was lying to IAB about everyone.

This investigation is over.

- So, Sullivan's coming back?
- Probably tomorrow.

That's good. That's great.

You know, this doesn't
mean that he didn't do it.

What's your problem, man?

We're not above the law. Lying under
oath is no better than taking a bribe.

He would have
been cleared, so...

Are you really that stupid? He
wouldn't have been cleared...

- he would have gone to jail.
- He didn't do it.

No. Of course not.

You're not gonna
kiss me, are you?

Kim said you've been
having trouble sleeping.

Just some dreams.

What kind of dreams?

Just dreams.

[SIGHS]

Well, if there's a problem, you
know, we need to talk about them.

I told you. It's just dreams.

That what the morphine's
for? Help you sleep?

She thinks she saw you...

pocket some morphine.

That you didn't give
the order to a patient.

She's wrong.

Then I won't even ask you
about the two broken bottles.

Good.

- Well, the department has programs.
- You think I'm doing dope?

I don't know, Bobby.

That's perfect.

- Thanks for taking that road, man.
- These programs...

you have to ask for it.

- If they find out first, you're gone.
- I'm not shooting morphine.

Okay.

Okay, then...

then you really did break those
bottles? You didn't pocket them?

If you had one chance to help the one
person who completely changed your life...

- what would you do?
- What?

We don't really do
anything out there, do we?

I mean, we get there.

We scoop them up. We take them to the
hospital where all the real work gets done.

We're middlemen.

- We don't affect a damn thing.
- Bobby, don't do anything stupid.

Just stay out. Please.

I wonder who's next, huh?

If they don't put us in jail,
maybe they hope we'll eat our gun.

They don't have to
worry about pension.

- Let them try and come after me.
FAITH: I'm sure they considered it.

I'm more worried about sleep tonight.
I wonder what this dream will be.

- What, that psychiatrist was no help?
- He said the same thing Davis did.

- Find the answer within yourself.
- You should just do what I do.

Just go home and make a nice cup
of herbal tea and watch an old movie.

Herbal tea? I'm
surrounded by new age crap.

It's very relaxing.

And channel 4 is showing some
really good movies this week.

- Yeah?
- They're showing Casablanca...

High Noon, Bridge
Over the River Kwai.

High Noon?

- And Bridge Over the River Kwai.
- Son of a bitch.

My new neighbor's
television's so loud...

I can hear it through the walls.
I guess you're not that deep.

I was starting to
wonder about me.

- Never.
- TV goes on tonight...

- me and him got big problems.
- Well, Gary Cooper never forgot his pants.

[LAUGHS]

Oh.

You haven't said two
words to me in four hours.

You overstepped your bounds.

Look, I just asked him for his advice.
I didn't mean for him to go to you.

Well, he did.

Bobby, if something
is going on, let me help.

Kim, for once in your life,
mind your own damn business.

That son of a bitch.

[MUSIC PLAYING OVER TV]

You had better turn
that damn TV down, pal.

I'm so sorry.

No.

- Hi.
- I have trouble sleeping.

I know what you mean. I
have trouble myself sometimes.

I didn't mean to disturb
you. I'll turn it right off.

No, no. Just down's fine.

- Okay.
- Okay. That's enough.

- Good night. Close the door. Thanks.
- Okay, good night.

You know what I do?

You know what I do when I'm
having trouble sleeping? Herbal tea.

- You drink herbal tea?
- Oh, yeah. It's very relaxing.

- I love herbal tea.
- Yeah, me, too.

Lots of guys, they might
think it's kind of foofy and stuff.

- But I make my own way.
- I like that.

A guy who's a
leader, not a follower.

Huh. That sums me up.

- Well, I'll give it a try. Thanks.
- No problem.

Jackass.

Kim.

- What are you still doing here?
- I need to talk to you.

Can it wait? I got
a lot on my mind.

I really need to get
this off my chest.

Okay.

Okay.

It won't work.

What won't?

Well, you admire me.

You're cleaning
the bus after me.

I've gone over it and over it
in my head, you know, and...

No, I'm flattered. I really am.

But we've gotta work together
and then it'd get weird...

and I'd feel really strange
about the whole Jimmy thing.

I respect him. And
you've got a kid.

And I'm not ready
for that responsibility.

- I'm young, and...
- Carlos, what are you talking about?

You and me. It can't work.

- Me and you?
- It can't. I'm sorry.

- Okay.
- You understand.

- Yeah.
- So we're okay?

- Yeah, we're okay.
- Okay.

[PATS BACK]

CARLOS: Oh.
- Mm.

[SOFTLY] Yeah.

[SIGHS]

[CHUCKLES]

You know your door's open?

I'm waiting to hear Tatiana
come home. She works nights.

I haven't been that nice to
her the last couple of days.

I just came by to let you
know you're off the hook.

- What are you talking about?
- That cop killed himself.

- Jacowicz?
- Yeah.

Christopher says without his
testimony, the investigation's over.

- Just like that.
- Just like that.

Here.

[CHUCKLES]

It stinks that I'm supposed to be
happy that another cop killed himself.

What? He was a rat.

Greg was a guy just
like you or me, Davis.

Bastards can make you do things
you never thought you were capable of.

Couldn't make me
lie about someone.

What's this?

Partial history of my life.

- You keep a scrapbook?
- Used to.

[SULLY SIGHS]

I haven't for a long time.

I realized it was
mostly filled...

- with things I didn't wanna remember.
- What's this? "Killer sentenced to life."

Rudy Stiles. The case
that this was about.

Sounds like a good arrest.

Notice the only time a lawyer...

will look you in the eye is when he's
asking a question he knows the answer to?

This is all a game to
them. "Can I win with this?"

They don't have to be
there with the mothers...

and the torn-apart
victims and the scum.

It's all cleaned up by the time they get
there, nice stacks of paper on a desk.

Game pieces.

All neat and clean.

The real world is
never neat and clean.

It's like search warrants.

You know you're looking for
something. You keep coming up empty...

because you have to guess ahead
of time where the evidence might be.

You can't look there, not
included in the warrant.

But you know it's there.

So you cover yourself.

What do you mean?

Boy's tee-shirt
wasn't in the car.

And our search warrant
didn't include the garbage cans.

So when we found
it there, in the can...

we moved it 20 feet to where
it was included in the warrant.

Is that so bad?

He confessed, you
know, this Stiles guy.

He raped a little boy...

and he stabbed him to
death with a screwdriver.

He laughed about it later
when we told him about the shirt.

He, uh... He said he
knew we moved it...

because he left it in a
garbage can, not in his car.

He laughed.

Everybody knew.

The judge.

The prosecutor.

Everybody.

They all stayed clean though.

As usual, it was one of us that
had to lie to make the system work.

[INHALES DEEPLY, EXHALES]

I had a duty to do.

A duty to him.

A duty to his mother.

Yeah.

[SIGHS]

- So you did it.
- Yeah.

And I'd do it again.

[SIGHS]

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