Third Watch (1999–2005): Season 3, Episode 12 - The Long Guns - full transcript

Previously on Third Watch:

Let me see your hand!

Slowly turn around.

Mikey?

Come on, man, this is me... your brother.

You're running dope, Michael!

In my precinct, Michael!

So why do you come here?

Do you feel sorry for me?

Look, it wasn't your fault.

It's just some stupid-ass car accident.



All right, I'll see you tonight?

Are you kidding?

Carlos is out of the house.

We're going to tear the place up.

They needed some of us old-timers.

Kind of nice to be needed again.

Welcome back, Sarge.

I'm taking you to the Tac house.

Glennie, thanks a lot.

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Just don't give them the tape.

No, hey

I didn't do anything wrong.

Oh, come on... Aw!



I'm going home.

You can't press charges
unless the doctor sees you.

I don't want to press charges.

At least let them check you out.

Doc, can you...?

Just a second.

Ray, listen, I'm sorry, okay?

But I can't get sued.

No.

Look, you can lose three
minutes of tape, right?

Now just...

What?

Come on, man. Go to hell!

Your shirt's on inside out.

Oh, man.

I can't wait till you

start riding with Zambimbo tomorrow.

Not soon enough.

This is why nobody wants women

in the military.

Like you've never had sex on duty.

Suspect is armed, dangerous
and known to be a user of PCP.

Use extreme caution.

PCP... great.

The Laundromat shooter.

I once saw a guy on PCP

pull a tree out of the ground by its roots.

A small tree, but, still.

This guy's surrounded by cops, right?

Has no idea what to do.

His brain's popping like firecrackers.

He just wraps his arms around the tree

and starts pulling...

Straining like his veins
are going to explode.

The tree comes out of
the ground by its roots.

5-5 Charlie and ESU, a minute out.

After, when we had the guy in custody

he tried to bite through

his own wrist.

You don't want to do this.

You're making a big mistake here.

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They have women in ESU.

Faith, when it gets right down to it

nobody's as tough-ass as you.

Really?

Yeah, when you decide
to turn it on, look out.

Oh, my God.

I think you were a man in another lifetime.

Thank you, that's beautiful.

No, that's a good thing.

But you got to work out.

You got to go to the Tac house.

You got to get back in shape.

You got to want this.

You want this, right?

Hey, come on, is it not

the best job in the world?

Emergency Services, New York City...

The whole country looks up to you.

Yeah.

Hey, over here.

What does he want?

There's a robbery at the Wash and Fold.

They've got guns.

Where?

Right there.

Were you in there?

Yes. They hit the owner.

Some guy pulled out a gun.

I'll need to talk to you
so don't go anywhere.

Stay right here.

5-5 David to Central.

Hobart's in there.

Sergeant Hobart?

Yeah, also two perps

and they're both armed.

They're in a standoff.

You go around the back.

Let me kill him.

Can I kill him?

Let me kill him, man.

I'm a New York City police officer.

So?

Why'd you have to do this?

We were just grabbing the money.

Now we got to shoot you.

No, you don't.

No, you don't.

Let me shoot him.

Can I shoot him?

Hey, just calm down.

Calm down, now.

Let me shoot him.

Now, just calm down.

Let's just, uh, take it easy, okay?

I tell you what.

Tell you what.

I'll just put my gun down, okay?

And you can just walk away.

I mean, you got me two to one, okay?

He's lying, man. Look at his face.

No, no, no. No.

He's lying. No shooting.

Nobody gets hurt.

I'm going to put my gun down.

I'm in position.

All right, on my count.

Don't shoot me, okay?

Okay.

Okay, here we go.

One...

two...

three.

Police! Put your weapons down now!

Drop your weapons right now!

Put that weapon down now!

It's over; put it down.

On the ground now!

Drop the weapons right now!

Put your weapons down right now.

Okay, here's what's going to happen.

We're going to take a breath.

We can take them, B.J.

Okay, listen to me.

I need you to look at me, and hear

what I'm going to tell you.

I need you to believe me

when I tell you that nobody
here wants to hurt you

and the most important thing

is that everybody gets
out of here safe, all right?

B.J.?!

Shh. Look at me.

I need you to look at me

and hear what I'm telling you, okay?

Just stay with me and
hear what I'm saying to you.

We're just going to take it easy.

We're going to work this out together.

We're going to put the guns down

we're going to relax

we're going to talk this out

and everything's going to be fine, okay?

This is already over.

It's already done.

So, we're just going to relax

okay?

Just be calm, 'cause this is already

over now, okay?

We're going to figure this out

nice and slow... Move.

What are you doing?

Yo! I ain't never seen a dead guy.

Congratulations; now you have.

Get back behind the tape.

I'm going to check in with the Sarge.

All right.

You're going to need stitches.

We're going to have to take you in.

I got to close the store.

What good is paying for security?

You pay him?

Yeah, my ex-brother-in-law

convinces me I need his protection.

No one ever died in here before.

Come on, we got to take you in.

Doc, I'll meet you out in the bus.

Yeah, be right there.

He got you pretty good

but you came out on top, though.

You're going to have an egg there

for a few days.

You should really come in with us

so they can take a look at you.

No, really, I'm fine.

All right.

Sign here.

Uh, it's a messy shot.

Yeah, about 200 yards too close.

What do you mean?

Well, Hobart's a long gun, a sniper.

He's used to clean kills from far away.

Shooter's ESU?

Yeah. What the hell

was Hobart doing here, anyway?

He was moonlighting.

His brother-in-law owns the place.

Ah.

Looked like they were on PCP to me.

Definitely cranked up on something

the way this first guy
goes over to the register

starts grabbing money
out of it like it was his.

The owner starts yelling at the second guy

knees him in the junk

and then clocks him in the head

with the butt of the pistol.

That's when I pulled my weapon.

What were you doing here, Glen?

Washing my clothes.

Yeah. Well, looks like a good shoot.

You're off for a couple of days

and desk duty at the end of the week.

Right.

That freak could run.

Well, he was busting PCP, Boscorelli.

Hard to compete with that.

We'll get him.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm ready for my close-up.

Did either of you fire your weapons?

No.

Not for lack of desire.

I'll see you back at the house.

The duty captain's going to
want to get your statements

so... don't take your time.

I'm really starting to hate him.

He's just showing off for the ESU sergeant.

How's your head?

This head?

This head is hard.

Come on, let's go.

All right; just give me a minute.

You all right?

Yeah.

I'm sorry, man.

It didn't have to go down like this.

I was going to have to
kill one of them, anyway.

Yeah, but we almost had them.

Couldn't let your partner get hurt.

I know.

Excuse me?

What did you just say?

That you fired your gun to protect me?

Faith, the guy clocked you.

Look, I was

taking the situation to a good resolution

before he...

Before what? Nothing.

What were you going to say, Officer?

Nothing. I'm sorry, Sarge.

Those guys were on drugs

and the situation got out of hand

and it was nobody's fault.

You sure? Yeah.

I'll see you.

Yeah.

Let's go.

He's a secretive dude.

Probably comes from being a cop.

He let me think he was gay for a month

and now he's hiding some little white girl.

"Little white girl?"

Yeah. I saw her naked
from the back in his bedroom.

Short, skinny,
flat-assed little white girl.

Really. You saw her ass?

Yeah.

A cool guy like Davis...

What's he doing with the, uh...?

Oh. Maybe they got the whole
jungle fever thing going on.

A flat ass is better than you.

You got back clear down your legs.

What? Yeah.

In fact, when your mama
was pregnant with you

she must have been
on that drug "Noassatall."

You sold me out to your boyfriend, Hobart.

What?

You don't trust me?

You were doing a good job

in the soft-talking department

and then... you lost focus.

No, your friend Dirty Harry

didn't know when to shut his mouth.

He set it off.

Yeah, sure, it wasn't you.

It was Hobart, a guy
with 30 years experience.

And the shakes.

And he lied to his sergeant

about working security in that Laundromat.

So, it was probably not a legit second job.

Right.

Exactly.

The guy's a loose cannon.

He's embarrassed, all right?

Working at his creepy
brother-in-law's laundry

is a hell of a step down
for a guy like Hobart.

What, exactly, is a guy like Hobart?

A good cop.

I'm not talking to you.

I had to do it, Ma.

Oh, yeah? Well, then you can give me

the bail money back, all right?

He's your brother.

He's a coke dealer.

Well, I'm sorry we can't
all be as perfect as you.

Your buddy's waiting over there.

Hey.

Mm-hmm.

I come out of retirement
because we're shorthanded

and they bench me.

Hey, everybody sits out after a shooting.

Even a good one like today.

I got four career kills.

Five now.

It's the first time I
taste the guy's blood.

It was in eyes, my mouth...

I have to get an AIDS test now.

Hey, I'll find him.

Oh, tough guy, huh?

You going to do this all by yourself?

You should have been blocking the exit.

I know.

But he was a big guy

and you are kind of small.

I bench press 300.

Oh... you young guys

have no clue about tactical work.

None. It's here.

Who gives a crap

how much you bench press?

Yeah? So, teach me.

How are you with the long gun?

I don't know.

What would it take

to get you to run me
through the weapons test?

For practice.

I'm cheap.

Ma...

draft for me.

Another round for the Sergeant here.

I'm out there all the time.

Yeah? Tomorrow?

I go early.

How early?

Six.

Really? It's after midnight now.

Hey, boy, you either want it

or you don't.

I'm there.

You know, I don't mind
looking like a palooka

but these headaches got to go.

You got head-butted.

Head-butted.

I don't even know what to say about that.

I want you to wear a helmet.

I didn't take enough
pictures of Flat Stanley.

When is that due?

Friday.

Oh.

How did you go from being
my hottie girlfriend in high school

to a gun-slinging cop who
gets head-butted? Huh?

Ow.

So, I was doing some thinking.

Hmm. How'd it feel?

No, seriously.

You know, Bosco's all gung-ho

about joining ESU, you know

and being one of those buffy cops.

And like you just said, you know

I'm sort of a delicate flower.

Mm-hmm.

So, I was thinking maybe...

maybe I'd start studying
for the Sergeant's test.

Really?

Yeah.

You mean it? A desk job?

Yeah.

No more Patrol Officer
Yokas to kick around.

I could get used to that.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Good morning.

What happened to you?

Your neck?

Oh, my ex and I

had a lovely time last night.

You saw Marge in the last six hours?

What can I say?

Whoa.

Yeah, there she is.

That's a...

Remington 660.

That's one. That's my first.

Oh, beautiful.

Oh, my God.

You like it?

What do you think?

It's yours.

No.

Yeah.

I'm using this one now.

Glen...

Glen...

Take care of her.

Now...

you want to make this an
extension of your body...

your eyes, your mind.

I thought ESU

was using the new M24's?

Yeah, that or the Steiger.

Clumsy hardware.

But I'll have to test

with the M24, right?

Nothing calms me down

like having a moving target in my sights.

Yeah.

Hey, there's no banging
around here, Boscorelli.

Snipers are not cowboys.

One shot, one kill.

Now, we'll do one here

and then go up on the roof

do one at 200 yards.

Are you kidding me?

It's a different kind of pressure.

You'll learn to like it.

This is the last shot
for the rest of your life.

In two one-hundredths of a second

you're either a hero or an incompetent

who killed an innocent victim.

But when you pull the
trigger, somebody dies.

I'll take the red on the left.

You take the red on the right.

Yellow is the hostage.

I give a countdown three-two-one.

Fire it when you hear
the "n" in the word "one."

Okay.

Ready?

Yep.

You're not ready.

I'm ready.

I'm left.

You're right.

Three...

two...

one.

Damn it.

You killed the hostage.

Record it.

Mayor just informed us
we're staying on high alert

until further notice.

So, anybody interested

in security overtime at checkpoints

at bridges and tunnels, let me know.

I could use some of that, Lieu.

I'll put you in, Sully.

Now, we have several funerals

coming up this week.

I know you're tired

but let's try to show up in force.

We got the identity of the escapee

from the Laundromat shooting yesterday.

Rafael Connor.

Street name Rafe.

Drug of choice: PCP.

Now, there's been two
additional armed robberies

in the sector in the past 24 hours.

It could be him, could be a spree.

Consider him armed and dangerous.

Now to mention crazy.

Right. So, if you see anything, call it in.

No heroes today, all right?

We buried enough heroes.

That's it.

Eyes and ears open out there.

Anybody hears anything
about this Connor jerk

let me know, please.

All right, I lost him and
I'd like to help bring him in.

Appreciate it.

You feeling heroic?

What is your problem?

I don't know.

I'm just not that gung-ho today.

Then take the day off.

Hey, take the week.

Hey, Bosco, you know that, uh...

guru of yours, Hobart?

Yeah.

Well, uh, maybe you should
try to find somebody else

to help you get into the ESU. Why?

'Cause his wife just took out

an Order of Protection against him.

Are you joking?

No, came across this morning.

Word is he shouldn't have come back.

I got to call him.

Took his terminal leave

before they could suspend
him for domestic abuse.

I don't buy it. Why'd they rehire him?

Shortage of manpower after the 11th.

Guy's not going to last, Bosco.

I'm telling you.

Forget it. Hobart's the real deal.

You know anybody else?

They took his guns?

An Order of Protection, Bosco.

Of course they took his guns.

All of them.

You're okay, Sonia.

Everything's going to be fine.

Oh, feel my heart.

Oh, really, it's racing.

I could be having a cardiac event.

I listened to your heart, okay?

You'll be fine.

Sonia, Sonia, Sonia.

Somebody been a bad girl?

John Sullivan.

I'm sorry.

You know I'm compulsive.

I can't help it.

She fainted and hit her head in the store.

Fainted when they caught
her with stolen goods?

We have to check her
out before you can take her.

Sonia, why don't you just buy this stuff?

I don't get the same thrill.

Where are you going?

It's going to be a while

before anybody gets to her.

I'll be in the bus.

John, come over here

and keep me company.

Yeah.

You got her?

Yeah, I got her.

What's up?

Come on.

Are you... no, no, I can't.

Oh, come on.

We got five minutes, probably more.

You are a crazy little woman.

Yeah?

I can't. I cannot.

I'm not going to.

All right, come on.

What are you looking for?

That place... we busted last year.

You know, the speed
lab behind the Cuban joint.

Remember?

Sort of.

What? You think

they're going to know that guy Rafe?

Well, it's worth a try.

What else do we got to do?

I don't know.

I got to catch up on summonses.

Paying the rent.

Bosco, I think I'm going to take

the Sergeant's test.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, I'm not interested in ESU.

You don't get a pay raise

and I don't think all the risk is worth it.

Are you still sick?

No, it's fine.

That's all good.

But you know, I got
Charlie and Emily and Fred...

That's fine.

It's not for everybody.

Good afternoon.

Open up.

What do you want?

I want some Mo fungo.

Open the damn door now.

Let me see your badge.

Really?

I want to see your badge.

Shoot him.

All right...

wait a minute.

What do you want?

Good afternoon, good citizen.

I'm going to ask you this once, okay?

Just once.

You know him? No B.S.

I know what you do.

I'm not interested in you at the moment.

I want to find this guy.

I haven't seen him.

But you recognize him?

Yeah.

Oh, he's been here before.

Not for a while.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

Bosco! Bosco! Bosco!

Got you.

Don't move.

You hear me? You feel that?

Don't move.

Bosco, let him go. What?

It's not him. What?

Don't shoot me.

You know he did something.

All right, just get out of here.

What's up?

What's up?

No.

It must be a full moon

or something.

I mean, one call after another.

At least it makes the shift goes by faster.

Hey, this is our last day together.

I think it's going to work
out with me and Alex.

Yeah, good.

Paramedics.

I got a call from that Ray Henry guy.

What did he want?

An attorney wants to see the tape

of us treating that kid who got paralyzed.

What? Well, are they suing us?

I don't know.

Hi.

Come in.

What's your name?

Uh, Margie.

Why don't you have a seat?

Adam 55-3 to Central.

What's the ETA on the RMP?

So, uh, who did this?

My ex-husband.

He's a cop.

Glen Hobart.

I can't see you as a sergeant.

Yeah, well, imagine me

kicking Cristopher's ass.

Huh. That'd be nice.

Someone ought to.

Is it because of that cancer thing?

No.

It's just that if you're going to go to ESU

you know, what am I going to do?

Hang out with Geisler all day?

Hmm.

So, what'll you do

if Hobart can't help you get into ESU?

I'm halfway through the tests, you know.

It'll work out.

Where are the napkins?

Oh, it's, um...

It's a class project.

For Charlie.

Hmm.

He's got to get pictures
of Flat Stanley at work

or, um, on a trip.

"Flat Stanley?"

Yes. Flat Stanley.

And he could have gone to his grandparents

but Charlie's very proud

that his mother is a police officer.

Mm.

So Flat Stanley's going to
come to work with us today.

You'll have kids one
day, you'll understand.

You know what this makes me think of?

Birth control.

Get the camera out.

Yeah. We should take
a cute little shot of him...

caught in the shredder.

This is how confused the man is.

He busts in here, breaking my lock

so he can ask me to
go on vacation with him.

Like we were still married.

Did he have a weapon?

Oh, everything's

a weapon with him.

He needs help.

He broke an Order of
Protection this time, Margie.

He's going down.

I mean, they'll take
him off the job for this.

Well, that's why he's
messed up... from being a cop.

We have to pick him up.

He needs help.

I've called the department so many times.

I told them about the pressure.

The drinking. His bad dreams.

No one ever wants

to do anything.

Can you make it to the ambulance? Yes.

I don't want him arrested.

I want him to get help.

It's past that now.

Well, he won't respond
well to being taken in.

Now how come you people

don't help your own until it's too late?

What are you doing?

Calling Boscorelli.

Why?

'Cause the guy's his friend.

So how long before they're at his place?

Well, the Sergeant's
going to have to arrest him.

He's at the precinct now, so...

I don't know, like ten minutes?

Thanks, Davis. I owe you.

Let's go!

Why?

I got to do something.

What?

I got to see Hobart.

For what?

What, you care?

No, not really.

Right, so get in. Come on, let's go.

Let's go, Faith!

You know what? That guy's a jerk!

So are you. So am I.

So what? All right?

He's still my friend.

So what's going on?

You and Davis. I...

Yeah, had I known this
would upset you so much...

I would have told you sooner.

Oh, my God.

It was your skinny little

white ass I saw.

Oh, that's nasty. You know what?

No. I don't want to know.

It just freaks you out.

There's a whole world

of people out there getting it.

Even when you're not.

You know what?

You can't come over to
the apartment anymore.

Oh, like hell.

Now that you know

we're going to do it with the door open.

Your shirt's on inside out.

Oh, man.

I can't wait till you start riding

with Zambimbo tomorrow.

Not soon enough.

You know this is why

nobody wants women in the military.

Yeah, like you've never had sex on duty.

I can handle this.

What?

Just stay here.

Fine.

Guy needs help, all right?

Doesn't know how to ask.

Not a lot of people get him, you know?

You talking about Hobart or yourself?

Do they know where he is?

They're still looking for him.

He's never been arrested.

I got to call Ray.

Don't let him give up that tape.

They always let him off.

Not this time.

Hmm.

I cannot drink any more of this coffee.

So, is it serious?

What, with Alex?

Yeah.

Nah, it's, uh...

Nah.

Nieto could be a problem, huh?

I don't know.

Maybe time to move to the
"good friend" department.

Yeah?

You ever gone for somebody
that didn't go for you?

Nah...

Not really. No.

You're living a different
life than me, my man.

Oh, you're cuter than you think, Sul.

Yeah.

Glen?

Glen, it's Boscorelli. What's up?

You all right, man?

What the hell are you doing here?

Well, Sarge knows you
blew your Order of Protection.

They're coming to arrest you.

I figured maybe you want to come with me.

Your buddy.

All right? Turn yourself in.

Keep it cool, low profile.

No sweat.

Is that what you thought?

What do you say?

Buddy?

They took my guns.

Units in the 5-5.10-30.

7207 Old Broadway

between 133 and 134. Jamaican Restaurant.

Known suspect Rafael Collins
fleeing scene. Shots Fired.

I can't see a good outcome.

Oh, come on, man.

It's no big deal.

Maybe Marge'll back off.

She doesn't need to back off.

I need to back off.

See, there you go

right there... that's a good attitude.

Who the hell are you
to talk to me like that?

I get kicked to the curb,
and some punk like you

ascends the ranks.

Everybody's ashamed to know me.

After I served with honor

for a lifetime.

What the hell are you doing?

Huh? Huh?

A user of PCP. Use extreme caution.

PCP, great. The Laundromat shooter.

I once saw a guy on PCP
pull a tree out of the ground

by its roots.

A tree?

What are you doing?

Glennie?

Come on, Glen, we can work this out.

Work what out? My crappy life?

And you want to be like me?

I ought to just shoot you,
before you screw up the lives

of everybody who loves you.

Bosco, we got a call. Come on.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?
You leave her out of this.

Tell her, Bosco.

Bosco, you there?

Bosco?

Leave her out of this.
Leave her out of this.

Tell her. I ain't telling her.

Tell her. Come on. I ain't telling her.

Talk to your partner, Bosco.

Leave her out of this.
Leave her out of this.

Boscorelli, you're a dead man.

Listen to me, man... I'm going
to shoot you with your own gun.

Stop it, Glen. Let me help you.

That ought to get her juices flowing.

Give me the gun, man. I can help you.

Just give me... Quit being stupid.

5-5 David to Central. 10-13.

Shots fired at 2557.

Was that Yokas?

Yeah, yeah.

This is 5-5 Charlie to Central

responding to 10-13, 7552.

Give me the gun.

It's game time, hot dog.

Give me the damn gun. Up, move.

What are you doing? Move.

You don't want to do this.

You're making a big mistake here.

Hey.

What are you doing?

Calm down.

All right? Calm the hell down.

All right, let's just slow down, all right?

You're not going to kill me.

Oh, I'll give you a fighting chance.

I ain't fighting you.

Well, that's just bad policing, Boscorelli.

Not recognizing the enemy.

What are you doing?

And today, it's just going
to be you and me, huh?

Easy.

That was nice. That was good.

But you know what? You've got a tell.

Just before you make your move,
you shift your weight a little bit.

Bob your head, you know?

Here comes the war wagon.

55 David, Central.

My partner is being held
at gunpoint on the roof.

You're better than this.

No, I'm not.

Yes, you are.

Aw...

What do you want?

Do you feel them, Boscorelli?

There?

There?

Over there?

Now, pay attention, Boscorelli.

Watch. See?

Right now, he's on the radio

to his sergeant.

Lost visual contact. Sends up another team.

What do you want?

What's the situation?

I don't really know. Bosco
just went to talk to him.

Now they're reaching out for the clergy.

Hostage Negotiation's on the way.

See, they want to slow this thing down.

So, they'll talk for days if I want.

Screw them, all right? Talk to me.

But they won't let me
talk to Margie, though.

She's a stimulant. She
pisses me off, and they know it.

So, you'll find somebody else, all right?

You want to be like me, huh?

You want to be like me?

You got to give up everything for that.

This is a favor I'm
doing for you, Boscorelli.

So, how does it end?

Huh?

How does it end?

Oh, a nice, clean shot.

Either right between the
eyes or right behind the ear.

You're not going to
shoot me. Oh, calm down.

You're not going to kill
me. It's a clean way to go.

Don't you kill me.
Glennie, don't you kill me.

Shh, shh...

I'm in control of it.

On the "n"

in one...

Don't shoot him.

Shut up. Don't shoot. It's suicide.

Don't shoot him.

This is a gift

I'm giving you, Boscorelli.

One... No!

Bosco!

Are you all right?

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm all right.

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

Why didn't you use your second gun?

'Cause he wasn't going to hurt me.

Check the gun. He dropped the clip.

He wasn't going to hurt me.

He wasn't going to hurt me.

Hey, forget about him.

I don't want to forget about him, Faith.

You okay? Don't you get it?

I don't want to forget.

Doc?

It's done.

Bosco, it's done now.

Now what?

Come on.

Well, now what?

Come on, it's done now.

Come on.

Come on, it's done.

Now what?

It's done.

Look at me.

Look at me, Bos.

Now what?

Now what, Glen?

This is a gift I'm giving you, Boscorelli.

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