Third Watch (1999–2005): Season 5, Episode 11 - A Call for Help - full transcript
Bosco and Munro are called out to an anonymous call for help, and find a guy who says he has been in a fight.
'There's a guy under my window downstairs.'
'He's screaming for help.
He sounds.. God, it's horrible!'
- 'What's your location, sir?'
- 'I'm in my bedroom.'
'He's right underneath my window.'
- 'No, no. The address?'
- 'Oh, 19-36, Amherst.'
'19-36, Amherst?'
- 'Right.' - 'What's your name, sir?'
'Uh, I-I-I don't wanna
be involved in this.'
- 'Do I have to give my name?'
- 'No, sir. You don't have to.'
'5-5 David, 98?'
'David is 98, Central.'
'5-5 David, in your sector.'
'Man calling for help on the
street outside 19-36, Amherst'
'between 2-3 and 2-4. Caller is anonymous.'
'19-36, Amherst, 10-4.'
Anonymous caller? What the hell is that?
Why are we always driving
the wrong direction when we get a job?
If it bothers you enough to call
at least have the balls to say it was you.
You know, maybe we should
just start driving in reverse.
At least we'd be facing
the right direction.
- Amherst, right? - Yeah. 19-36.
I used to go out with a
girl that lived on Amherst.
Good for you.
Actually, it was more
like I stayed in with her.
Man, she was a freak!
You know what, inappropriate
and unnecessary information.
It wasn't the same block though.
- Good! - Or was it?
Well, just make sure if we bump into her
that you don't introduce
me. I'm not interested.
- 5, David. - 'David?'
You getting any more calls out there?
'Negative, David. Just the one.'
Ten-four, Central.
- One call. This is bogus. - Maybe not.
Yeah? Come on, it's a
residential neighborhood.
Nothing ever happens in that neighborhood.
If someone was out in
the street calling for help
there'd be 20 calls.
You're probably right.
Not to mention, it's one anonymous caller.
If a person feels more comfortable
let him be anonymous.
So we get there and spend ten minutes
trying to guess what happened?
I thought you said the
call was gonna be bogus.
It is gonna be bogus.
Well, then what difference does it make
if the caller remains anonymous?
Do you just sit up nights
thinking about ways to mess with me?
No. It's much easier than that.
- Watch this guy. - I see him.
- Move to the right, you moron.
- Okay, hang on.
Don't be getting on the PA
thing calling people morons.
He is a moron.
Come on, that's a verbal-abuse complaint.
You think that's abuse?
Amherst, this is it, right here.
Yeah, it's gonna be on the right.
- Alright. - 19-36.
Shut us down. Come on.
- Connie! - What?
Her name was Connie. The
girl, the chick on Amherst.
- Freak. - Oh, you have no idea.
Yeah, and let's just make
sure we keep it that way.
Come on. What did I
tell you? This is bogus.
Let's just go get something to eat.
No, come on, we gotta drive down
the street and check it out.
I don't see anything, alright?
Unless someone wants to come out here
and show me this place then..
Bosco, relax. We're doing our job, okay?
Right here. Right here.
Come on, talk to him. Ask him.
Does he look like he's calling for help?
Just ask him if he heard anything.
- Excuse me, sir? - Yeah?
You hear anyone calling for help out here?
No.
- Sir. - Yeah?
'This would have been a few minutes ago.'
'We're looking for someone
who was calling for help.'
No. Sorry.
- 'Are we bothering you, sir?'
- Uh, just trying to go home.
'Then I suggest you turn your ass around'
'and answer us properly.'
Is that blood?
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- What happened to your hand?
- It was nothing.
It doesn't look like nothing to me.
- I'm alright. - Alright?
You need about a thousand stitches.
My mom's a nurse.
She'd better be a surgeon, man.
- I can see your bones in there. - Pff.
- If I could just go home and...
- You need a hospital, chief.
Seriously, I'm okay. Thank you.
- Where's home? - Uh, Yonkers.
My mom's there right
now. She can take care of it.
You have a driver's license?
Yeah, yeah, sure.
I got a license.
You really should let us
take you to the hospital for...
It's okay, thank you.
I told you, I'm alright.
- Thomas Shepherd. Yonkers. - Tommy.
I hate being called Thomas.
Alright, what happened here?
Uh, I cut my hand.
How did you cut your hand?
I was stupid.
I had, uh, like, a fight with a guy.
- "Like a fight?" - Yeah, kind of a fight.
But not really, you know?
- Who was the guy? - Just a guy.
- His name is Brian.
- What were you fighting about?
We didn't really fight.
- It was stupid. - About what?
A girl.
What about a girl?
Oh, apparently, it
was this guy's girlfriend.
I was just talking to her in the park
and he thought I was trying to hit on her.
Okay.
Now, I want you to tell me
the story from the beginning.
There's really nothing to tell.
I said from the beginning!
Alright, um..
'Okay, I was just talking to this girl'
'I met in the park. And then I left.'
'And then this guy, Brian'
'all of a sudden, you know, he follows me'
in his car and, you know,
he's beepin' and screamin'.
So I park over here to
see what the problem was.
- And where is he now? - He left.
He got any cuts?
I did not fight with him.
Yeah, he, uh, sort of pushed me
and I cut my hand on top of a fence.
I never, I never hit him at all.
- Can I see you by the car? - Sure.
If he was talking to my girlfriend
I'd want to kick his ass too.
- Is that right? - Yeah.
- He's got that look, you know?
- What look?
The look. Like he's
out to screw everything.
It doesn't matter to him if
someone's seeing someone.
Are you sure it's just
not because he's cute?
Cute?
- He looks like a chick. - Okay, whatever.
What do you wanna do about this?
What do I wanna do?
Well, he says he doesn't need help.
The guy he was fighting with is long gone.
I'd like to toss the whole damn thing.
But?
But if we let him try to make it home
with that cut, highway
patrol's gonna find him
bled out somewhere on the Van Wyck.
Then they're gonna come knocking on my door
because I was the last city official
to talk to him in broad daylight.
Alright, agreed.
So you keep him busy
until the bus gets here.
And you know, when they get here
let him officially refuse treatment.
Right.
Can I go now?
Show me where the fight happened.
Why?
Why not? Come on, show me.
- Then I can go? - Maybe.
Well, over here.
Does that hurt?
Oh, not too much.
It's kind of numb, feels cold.
Pretty messed up.
You know, I thought about being a cop
when I was in high school.
You're not still in high school?
No. I'm 21 last week.
Good for you.
So, uh, what kind of gun you carry?
- Loaded. - Oh, hey.
Looks like a nine-millimeter.
- Is it? - Yeah.
Is that bigger or smaller than a .45?
They both leave pretty big holes.
Wait, hold it. Th-there. Right there.
See, he pushed me down.
And, uh, I reached back to catch myself
hit my hand on top of the fence there.
That's where I cut it.
- Right there? - Yep.
- You sure? - Pretty sure, yep.
So you were up against
this fence right here.
- And then you fell down? - Yep.
And none of these flowers got disturbed?
Really?
Look at 'em.
Uh-h-h, right.
Well... oh, right.
So?
- What? - It didn't happen here.
Oh... oh, oh, geez! Oh, you know what?
It happened at the other end of the block.
I got all turned around.
- You wanna show me?
- Yeah, yeah, I'm-I'm sorry.
So, is it a good job being a cop?
Some days.
So, uh, you like it then?
Except when people ask me
a bunch of stupid questions.
Sorry.
Yeah, I, I like it. I
wouldn't do anything else.
That's good then, you know?
You're doing what you wanna do.
- Lucky you. - Yeah, lucky me.
- How long you've been doin' it?
- Twelve years.
You don't get paid much though, right?
I do okay.
I'm gonna be a lawyer. My
mom's always wanted that.
'Your mom, huh?'
- 'Yeah, she's a nurse.' - 'You said.'
'She can take care of this cut for me.'
Well, he was showin' us
where the fight happened
but he got mixed up.
I got all turned around. I was over there.
- I'm supposed to be down here. - Okay.
- EMS is on the way. - Good.
Sergeant must be bored.
'Hold up, Tommy.'
What's going on here?
We got a guy with, with a cut.
There's definitely dope involved.
- He's high? - No, he's a dope.
- Cute ones usually are. - Yeah.
Oh, you know.. If this
were the other way around..
Oh, like, I never had
to hear you talk about
another girl's chichis.
Please..
I'm really sorry you all
had to come out here.
Oh, don't worry about it. I wasn't busy.
- Really? - Not at the moment.
I thought you guys were always busy.
Yeah. Like an action movie.
You know what? The sergeant
may not be busy, but I am.
Show me where the fight
happened now, please.
Right.
That's a nasty cut you got there.
No, not really.
Hate to see what you consider a bad wound.
There.
Right there.
- Right here? - Yes.
Are you asking me or tellin' me?
I-I think it was there, yeah.
- He thinks. - You sound mad.
Oh, you-you haven't seen mad, buddy.
It was there.
Well, guess what?
Nothing's been disturbed here either.
Really?
What, you can't see that?
Look, I'm really trying to
help you guys out here.
You know what, I don't
need your help, alright?
I need you to show me
where the fight happened.
- If I could just go home... -
Y-you're not going anywhere!
Alright? Until I see the spot. Capeesh?
Oh, please. Don't start
speaking Italian to the guy.
Because he's havin' a
hard enough time keepin' up!
Then why don't you tell him to show us?
- Show us. - I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Oh! It was over, it was over there.
- It was over there.
- That's where we started.
This was a man calling for help?
Yeah, from the street.
- It was him? - What do you mean?
Oh, he-he was the one calling for help?
Well, he's the one bleeding.
And he can't even
remember where he got cut?
Yeah, but he has lost a lot of blood.
What, are you making excuses for him now?
- I'm not. I'm just sayin'... - Now, wait.
You got a bus on the way, right?
Yeah, but I may kill
him before it gets here.
It was right here.
You know what? You're
really starting to piss me off.
- What did I do?
- No one's been fightin' here.
- Well, why not?
- Nothing's been disturbed!
What? Are you stupid?
And where's the blood, huh, from the cut?
I don't remember, alright?
I'm sorry. Can I just go home?
My mom's a nurse.
She can take care of this.
If you talk about your mommy one more time
I'm gonna break his neck.
Bosco, ambulance is here.
I said I don't need an ambulance.
- Oops. - I don't want treatment.
- Yeah, well, tell them that. - What's up?
Guy's got a real nasty
cut on the back of his hand.
Oh, yeah. Let me take a look at that.
- I'm alright. - Let me see.
I'm okay. No, thanks.
Look, we're here and it's free.
Let him look.
- How long ago you do this? - How long...
It looks like it's already clotting up.
- A little while ago I guess. - Yeah.
Well, you definitely have
some tendon damage.
My mom's a nurse.
Well, good for her, but you need a doctor.
That's what I told him.
You see, you feel that?
That ball under the skin?
That's, that's where your
cut tendon retracted to.
- Doesn't that hurt? - Not really.
Well, it should, but you have
a radial nerve damage too.
I don't need to go to the hospital.
Alright, look, if you don't wanna go
you don't want to go, but at least
let us bandage it up.
Okay, you know, but I
really got to get going.
Alright, come on.
What in the hell is going on here?
I-I don't know. Maybe
the guy's just stupid.
No, you know what? Something's
hinky about this whole thing.
Sure it's not because he's cute?
Well, you'd like him just
fine. What do you think?
I think you're right. Maybe
the guy's just really, stupid.
I mean, he-he took me that
way. He took me that way.
He took me that way. It was all BS.
Alright, well, let's see
what's down this way.
You know, Bosco, sometimes you could be
a real pain in the ass.
What did I do now?
I never said that I liked the guy.
- You said he was cute. - I did, but...
- Well, then.. - Alright.
But that doesn't stop me from looking
past that and doing the..
Five-Five David, if we
got a callback number
on this complainant, call and ask
if they'll talk to us again.
Hey, sarge, you may wanna
get down here and look at this.
'Ten-four, David. Stand by.'
Stand by, my ass!
What's up?
Pretty boy's got some explaining to do.
- 'Use your head.' - 'Five, David.'
'Complainant's still refusing.'
Tell him thanks for nothin'.
Your B.P.'s good, but you
really should go to the hospital.
- No, thanks. - Bosco!
- Ow! - Bosco, what are you doing?
- Wanna tell me about the blood? - Ow, man.
- Hmm? - What blood?
I don't got time to play games with you.
What? What did I do?
- We found the blood. - What blood?
You don't have to drag
me, man. I'm comin' with you.
Shut up.
- Don't get him any closer. - That blood.
- Oh, my God! - How'd it get there?
I don't know. I don't
know anything about that.
- That's a coincidence? - What do you mean?
You're bleeding, there's blood
there, there's no connection?
I don't know! I don't know anything.
- You're gonna keep yanking me? - Hey!
Man, you don't have to pull me. I'm..
You've been lying to me, Tommy.
No, I haven't.
It pisses me off to be lied to.
- I didn't lie. - We'll see about that.
Up against the fence. Now!
Spread your legs. Open your legs.
- Wider. - Ow!
You got anything on you
that's gonna poke me?
- Poke you? - Yeah.
Needles, anything like that?
Man, I don't do drugs.
- What's this? - What?
- What am I holding? - A lighter.
I want to know what the
hell happened out here.
I told you. I got in a fight with a guy.
- What's that? - My cell phone.
I need that.
What, you think I'm gonna keep that?
No. I'm sorry.
- Where's Brian? - Brian left.
- What's this? - Uh, those are my keys.
And you know nothing about that blood, huh?
I wish I could help you. I do.
You wish you could help me, huh?
Uh... yeah. Be careful there.
- Of what? - There's a knife.
A knife?
I use it for protection.
I can't believe you didn't search him
before you left him with us.
You told me there was
nothing that could hurt me.
- You asked me if I had needles.
- Anything sharp!
You brought him to the bus with a knife?
Doc, back off! Alright? I
didn't know what we had.
Well, don't you search everybody?
It's alright. I said I only
carry it for protection, okay?
Yeah, did you use it to
protect yourself from Brian?
N-no! We hardly even fought.
You got anything else I should know about?
- There's another knife. - Where?
- On the other side. - Son of a bitch!
- Two knives? For protection? - Yeah.
Oh, that's great. That's really great.
Good one. Thanks a lot, Bosco.
I got a question for you, Tommy.
Who the hell is so mad at you?
Hey, Bosco. You need any help with this?
- Nope. I'm fine. - See?
- 'Sully! Davis!' - Yeah?
'I'm gonna need you to stand by on this.'
No problem.
See, I told you we shouldn't
have come over here.
We didn't know if we're gonna
have to do anything. Calm down.
Anytime Bosco lays his hand on somebody
there's always gonna be something to do.
Yeah, well, I was getting bored.
Just driving around all day.
Better hit those law books then.
Aimless driving around is what
this job's all about.
'How could no one be home'
at all in any of these houses?
People mostly work during
the day in this neighborhood.
Whoa!
Somebody got really mad at somebody else.
Does it have something to
do with that guy over there?
Yeah. He's the guy we found
when we got here to the job.
He was trying to leave and he's got
a nasty cut on the back of his hand.
Says he got it from fighting with some guy.
All this blood doesn't
belong to him though?
I seriously doubt it.
You got any crime-scene tape in your car?
We did when we left the house. Yeah.
I need you to go get that
and secure this gangway.
Monroe, bring one of the medics back here.
Sully, let's start a canvass, okay?
- Damn. - I know.
Good looking out. Thanks for the backup.
We didn't hear you for a
while. Thought we'd roll by.
- "We?" - Yeah.
Oh, Sully didn't get on you about this?
- No, it was his idea.
- You're such a bad liar.
- 'Got on me a little bit.' - Ow!
- That... - Shut up!
- Hurts. - What are you doing?
No! No! Don't do that!
- Bosco! - He's not going anywhere.
Yeah, well, we might have to.
Not until I figure out
what's going on right here.
You don't tell me when we can leave.
You know what, why
don't you just go call a cop?
- Why don't you kiss my ass? - Excuse me.
- Excuse me. - What?
The sergeant would
like to see you back there.
Why?
She wants you to take a look
at some blood.
- Yeah, go. I'll be fine.
- Well, you stay with her.
You know, in case he has
a hand grenade you missed.
I need my keys.
You shut up, alright? I'm tired of you..
One day, I might take that
little son of a bitch down a peg.
Oh, let me know when you do.
I'd love to buy tickets for that.
- I know you? - I'm Sasha Monroe.
I used to work steady midnights.
- Parker. - I know who you are.
- Yeah? - Mm-hmm.
Pretty much everybody
around here knows who you are.
- Is that right?
- Yeah. Especially the ladies.
Doc, can this blood be from that guy's cut?
- No. - You sure?
- He's talking. - Meaning?
Whoever lost this much blood isn't.
Great.
Can they still be alive?
Maybe, but not for long.
- Is that it? - Yeah.
Okay, listen, Boscorelli
put his hands on me
and he's over there telling
me that we can't leave.
Well, I would appreciate it
if you wouldn't, not just yet.
Well, he gave us that guy
without searching him first!
- So? - He had two knives!
- He did? - What?
Well, don't you guys search people
before you bring 'em to us?
Oh, wait, wait! Hold on a second!
- We thought he was the victim.
- Yeah, you thought.
No, we searched this
area for, like, ten minutes!
- Yeah, but you guys have guns!
- Okay, come with me.
Why are you yelling at me?
Because I need you to do your job!
- You do your job! - I'm doing my job!
I don't need you to tell me that!
Doc, this is all a little
confusing right now.
No, these officers really did not know
that that guy was a suspect!
Yeah, right. And that
makes a big difference
if he cuts one of us, right?
I know. I'm sorry.
You know, we don't have the kind of jobs
where a simple "I'm sorry"
is good enough, do we?
I'm telling you, Bosco,
I want him off my bus!
- Who's Maria Kadich? - Why?
Because you have her credit card.
She's my girlfriend. We
went to a club last night.
She didn't want to take
her purse with her, okay?
Can I have my keys, please?
- No. - They're my keys.
- He had knives? - Two.
Says he carries them for protection.
Plus he's got some girl's credit card.
Yeah, his girlfriend. I heard.
- None of this makes sense. - I don't know.
Sometimes when I go out, you know, I just..
I don't always carry my
purse if I don't have to.
No. I mean all of it. We got one call.
One anonymous call. No
one else heard a damn thing.
This guy's cut open, just wants
to go home to his mommy. Hell..
And he-he don't seem bothered by any of it.
I mean, you saw him, right?
When I showed him the blood?
I mean, if he had anything to do with that
wouldn't he be a little
freaked out right about now?
'I would.'
I mean, the only thing that seems
to bother this guy is me
holding onto his keys.
Hey, Tommy, you
wouldn't mind if I took a look
in your car, would you?
- What? - Your car. Can I check it out?
Would it matter if I said no?
Oh, I could call for a warrant.
And then we'd have to sit around here
for the rest of the day.
Oh, please let him look.
Fine. Go ahead. Look in my car.
- Alright. - There's nothing to see.
You want it across the
whole gangway, sarge?
Yeah, I'll show you. Bosco, let me know.
Okay. I want you to tape
off both sides of the gangway.
I don't want anybody to
be able to come in or out.
- You got it. - Thank you.
- Is something wrong? - No.
- What? - No.
I just, I don't, I don't think
I've ever heard you say that.
- Say what? - "Thank you."
The words "Thank you."
I knocked on all the doors
in the two closest buildings.
No one's answering.
Okay. Keep trying.
Two on either side at least.
I mean, somebody put all these clothes up.
Right.
This Tommy is from Yonkers.
He said Brian followed him
some place in this area in his car.
Right.
And they just happened
to end up somewhere around here.
So we got two guys that are fighting
in a gangway that don't
live anywhere around here.
I think we need to start
looking for some place
that's unlocked or, I don't know, open.
Some place that has a..
Some easy access.
- Like those gates. - Exactly.
- Ah, man. - It could be anywhere.
Parker said he wouldn't get far.
Check the shed?
It's got a big old padlock on it.
Either nobody's home
or they just don't like me.
Who wouldn't like you with
your sunny old disposition?
You guys find something over there?
- The gate's open. - Oh, yeah.
People mostly keep stuff
locked up tight around here.
You wanna start checking
the other side of the alley?
- Yeah. Anything that's open. - You got it.
Oh, and, uh... thanks.
Five Sergeant to Central,
contact local hospitals
and see if we got any heavy bleeders
in the last 20 minutes.
- 'Copy that, Five Sergeant.'
- What do we do now, boss?
'Now we ask Tommy a
whole bunch of questions.'
- What? You got something? - Credit cards.
Credit cards.
Got seven different credit cards
from seven different women.
- Okay. - Where did you find those?
In the car under the seat.
How many girlfriends do
you think Tommy's got?
Huh?
- Can I go home now, please?
- I think you're arrested.
- But I didn't do anything.
- Well, don't look at me.
I'm not the one that
chained you to the door.
- Adam 5-5-3. - 'Adam.'
'Have Boy 5-5-3 roll
by this location, Central.'
- 'Ten-four, Adam.' - For what?
All that blood back there.
In case somebody is
alive, we may need help.
What do they think this guy did?
I don't know, I guess they think, uh..
He must have killed somebody.
Seriously?
- Seems that way. - No way.
- Why not? - Oh, come on.
Look at him. Does he look like a killer?
I don't know, Kim. What
does a killer look like?
I don't know. I feel sorry for him.
Why?
All he wants to do is go home
and be with his mom.
He's still talking about mommy?
- Guess, what I found, Tommy? - 'What?'
"Bailey Varn, Erika
Harrison, Rosalie Escobar."
- Ring any bells? - No.
Those are the names on the credit cards
we found in your car.
What are you talking about?
I found these in your car on the floor.
- No, you didn't. - Excuse me?
Those weren't in my car.
What? I'm a liar now? Huh?
No, I didn't say that, okay?
I didn't say that.
- Man... angry. - Come on, Tommy.
- Let me talk to you. - I'm just saying.
I don't know anything
about the credit cards.
'Aw, it's another coincidence, huh?'
- 'Just like the blood.' - Must be.
Tommy, somebody down
there got hurt very badly.
And I have a feeling you
had something to do with it.
Well, I didn't.
Look, the guy may still be alive
but you gotta let us help you.
I don't need any help.
Oh, yeah, you need help.
Hey, Tommy? Where's Brian?
Oh! How many times
do I have to say? He left.
You're sticking with that, huh?
- It's the truth. - No, it's not!
Can I please have my keys back now?
Oh, what if I just kick your ass?
Well, then I'll be the
star witness at his lawsuit.
Oh, what is your deal, doc?
I told you not to lock him to my bus.
- You know what you need? - What?
An attitude adjustment.
Oh, is that what I need?
Well, you know, I would love
for you to give me one.
- If we're gonna go, let's go.
- Come on, Bosco.
- Put your hands on me.
- You don't want me to do that.
No, I do! Put your hands on me!
Can I talk to you for a second?
Put your hands on me!
You think fighting with him
is gonna solve the problem?
Oh, it would sure as hell
make me feel better.
You have got to get
your temper under control.
I don't need you to lecture me, alright?
You know, it was you who
taught me that we gotta get along
with these guys no matter
how full of it they are.
They're cops!
What did we learn the first day
of-of paramedic training? Huh?
- Cops are all jerks! - You guys alright?
- Yeah. Yeah, we're fine. - You sure?
- You're good? - Yeah.
You know what they taught us
the first day of cop school?
Take a look around
before you insult somebody.
Sully, I didn't..
- I was.. - Sure you did, Kim.
I knew I should have stayed home today.
So now we're all jerks, Davis.
Well, some of us have always been jerks.
You better not be talking about me.
Never. No.
You ever see that episode
of the "Twilight Zone"
where the guy wakes up,
all the people are gone?
- No. - The one with the guy from..
The whole town is empty.
There's no one anywhere.
- The atomic bomb one? - What?
No. No, he ends up screaming
"Where is everybody? Where is everybody?"
No.
- That's how I feel right now. - Really?
Yeah, how is it possible not one person
on an entire city block answers the door?
These are working people, Davis.
Both parents if there's
still two in the house.
'They can't all be at work.'
'Well, they also don't trust
the police coming by and'
knock on their door in
the middle of the afternoon.
How do you know so much
about this neighborhood?
- This used to be my beat. - No kidding?
First couple years I was on the job.
I walked up and down this block
more times than you can count.
Yeah. That was way back in what?
1876, '77?
- You're funny. - Everything's locked up.
No one's answering the doors, so..
You got any thoughts, Sully?
- Any thoughts? - Yeah.
- What would you do now? - What, me?
Yeah. I mean, you got a lot of experience.
And I.. I don't mind leaning on that.
Well, I know there's a lot you can do, uh..
You know, if somebody's hurt bad
they're gonna turn up at the hospital.
If it's worse than that,
then they'll turn up..
Somewhere.
But if you can't find the person
that made that telephone call
you're sort of up the creek.
- Five Sergeant. - 'Five Sergeant.'
Re-contact complainant and
tell them the patrol sergeant
is asking them if they would
identify themselves only to me.
- 'Ten-four, Five Sergeant.'
- We did that already, sarge.
Yeah, well, sometimes they
don't mind talking to a sergeant, so..
Credit cards didn't change his mind, huh?
Man, this guy has got
ice water in his veins.
It didn't shake him a bit.
But Bosco's gonna run a victims check
on the women's names.
- 'Five Sergeant.' - Five Sergeant.
'The complainant still does
not wish to be contacted.'
Oh, well, then beautiful.
Then why don't we just leave, huh?
Why don't we just let you figure this out
all by yourselves, huh?
I mean it bothers you enough to call.
At least have the balls
to say that it was you.
What?
Bosco said the exact same thing.
Thanks, Sasha.
I'm gonna go talk to this Tommy kid myself.
Maybe Bosco just doesn't
have the right touch.
Like she'll have a softer approach.
I don't know, she seems
to be chillin' out a little bit.
Is that right?
She thanked me for puttin' the tape up.
Askin' Sully for his opinion.
- She's just afraid. - Afraid of what?
That she'll miss somethin'.
Not know what to do.
Hey, Sully, wait a minute. Come here.
You gotta take a look at this.
What?
Is that a tennis shoe in there?
No.
- Look at that. - Is it?
Don't tell me this guy's been
in this shed the whole time.
'Let me see.'
- Where? - Right there at the bottom.
- By the door. - Down below.
What?
Now, I know I checked this thing.
The shed's got a huge
lock on it, how could they...
What am I supposed to be seein'?
It's a tennis shoe. Right there!
- Open your eyes!
- Who brought the flashlight?
Mine is in the squad car.
Oh, my God!
That's a lot of blood right there.
'What do you want?'
Doc wants us to standby in
case you guys found anything.
Standing by doesn't mean
walking through our crime scene.
I wasn't walkin' through your.. Sorry.
'Hey, Carlos, you wouldn't
happen to have those'
'big bolt cutters on the rig?'
- Sorry. - You got a flashlight?
- Nope. - Band-Aids, adhesive tape?
I'll get mine out of the car.
Hold on, man.
What are you doing? You
know you have a penlight.
- She didn't ask for a penlight.
- Come on, now.
What? How about them not jumpin'
all over me just for showin' up?
- How's your brother? - He's still here.
You know what, I just passed
the squad a few blocks away.
You want me to call
them? See if they'll roll by...
Yes, please. Yes.
They got bolt cutters.
Boy 5-5-3..
Okay, you're really starting to piss me off
you little bastard.
What are you tryin' to get into?
Oh, it's not me.
Tryin' to get into that shed back there.
- You found something?
- I don't know. Maybe.
I'm not gonna get my hopes up.
You here that, Tommy? They're gonna look
in that shed back there.
- 'What shed?' - Behind the house.
That doesn't worry you?
Should it?
Look, Bosco..
Other people use my
car, all the time, alright?
I'm serious. Anyone who
wants to use it can use it.
Now you say you found
some credit cards in there.
You probably did, but they're not mine.
Now..
I could give you a list.
- How's your hand? - Alright.
It hurts. It hurts a lot.
Told you it was messed up.
Well, can I please go home?
No, not just yet. Soon.
Alright. Thanks, buddy. Ow!
- Hello? - 'Who's this?'
- Who's this? - 'Samantha.'
This is Officer Boscorelli, NYPD.
- 'Officer? Where's Jeremy?' - Jeremy?
'You answered Jeremy's phone.'
This isn't Thomas Shepherd's phone?
'Tommy's Jeremy's roommate.'
'Why do you have Jeremy's phone?'
Where's Jeremy?
'They went to Tommy's house.'
No, Tommy never made it to Yonkers?
'He doesn't live in Yonkers anymore.'
- 'He moved back home.'
- Yeah? Where's his home?
- 'What's goin' on?'
- No, no. Where does Tommy live?
'It's on Amherst, off 24th in the City.'
On Amherst?
Can I call you back on this number?
'Uh, yeah. Is Jeremy okay?'
I really don't know.
- Do you live here? - What?
- You live on this street.
- Who told you that?
- Samantha. - Samantha?
How do you know Samantha?
- Where's Jeremy? - Bosco.
- Roommate. - 'Who told you?'
It's gonna take the squad a few minutes
to get here to cut that lock off.
- Lock? - The lock on that shed.
Son of a bitch!
- Wait... - You son of bitch.
Bosco!
- He lives here. - 'What?'
Son of a bitch lives right there.
'He does?'
And I bet I got a key
for this lock.
He was so worried about his damn keys..
I thought he was worried about his car.
Ah! Oh, my God!
God!
Geez!
There's nothing we can do for him.
Five sergeant to Central, we're gonna need
detectives, crime lab and a boss out here.
We have a confirmed
homicide at this location.
- 'Copy that, Five Sergeant.'
- You can go now, thanks.
Right. Right.
Never seen anything like that before, man.
- Stupid. - Who?
- I almost let this guy go.
- Yeah, but you didn't.
It's just dumb luck. I
was only covering my ass.
You found the knives,
you found the credit cards
you found the keys, all that
stuff kept us looking, Bosco.
It was luck.
I don't know. Maybe
someone wanted him caught.
- Someone? - Yeah, someone.
You ever ask yourself how someone
could let somethin' like
this happen in the first place?
It's free will.
We all have a choice in
what we do with our time here.
Some, some of us chose to be cops.
Some of us chose to be killers.
It's all up to us. It's our choice.
Where are you goin'?
I choose to tell Tommy we found his friend.
Come on, man. That's a
homicide. Don't mess with it.
- I'm smarter than that.
- 'You should've seen it.'
His throat was cut, his
face is all hacked up.
We found Brian, you stupid jag-off.
Or is that Jeremy?
It's.. I can explain this.
Detectives are on their way.
You can explain it to them.
Wait!
- What'd he say?
- He said he can explain it.
- I'd love to hear that one. - I wouldn't.
- Aren't you curious? - Why?
Doesn't really make that
much difference to me.
You know? You mind bringin' the car around?
We might as well take him
to the hospital ourselves.
Let Kim and doc go back to work.
They'll love to hear that. You
gonna go tell them yourself
so you can smooth things out with Parker?
- He's a head case. - Yeah, I know.
But you know what? We
gotta work with these guys.
Screw him.
Sometimes this job makes
me real tired, you know?
- Here. - Yeah, I know.
'Hey, Bosco, you need anything from us?'
No. Thanks for the backup though.
- You got it.
- You know, Bosco, I'm thinkin'.
I know the guy that lives in his place.
'Used to anyway.'
'They called him Old Man Shepherd.'
Tommy Shepherd's the kid's name.
Yeah, I think Tommy was a baby then.
He just turned 21.
One of the last jobs that I
handled when this was my beat
was notifying the old man that his daughter
had been murdered
behind a gin mill in Flatbush.
- His daughter? - Yeah.
Now, if I'm remembering right
that would make her your guy's mother.
The old man was gonna
raise a baby by himself.
He said his mom's a nurse.
Yeah, like I say, if I remember right.
Can I talk to Bosco for a second?
- Sure. - You guys can leave now.
Thanks.
I'm gonna put you and Monroe
in for a commendation on this.
No, you're not.
Oh, if you guys hadn't figured this out
who knows if this guy
would've ever been caught.
I don't wanna remember this job.
- Okay? - Well, you should.
- This was good police work. - Hey, guys.
Monroe's bringin' the car around.
You guys will be able
to leave in a few minutes.
No, he wants to talk to you.
- I'll be right back. - Uh, Bosco.
He wants to talk to Bosco.
Well, he's gonna have to talk to me.
Alright.
Hey, listen.
We would've stayed if you guys just asked.
- Didn't we? - No.
Bosco chained him to the door
and told us we had to stay.
- I'll speak to him. - Thanks.
Oh, and if doc ever gets in
one of my officer's faces again
while we're conducting an investigation
you can tell him, I will
personally lock his ass up.
Good luck.
What do you want?
Oh, I wanna talk to the other guy.
- Boscorelli. - Well, you got me.
No, I-I wanna talk to him.
Why?
- 'Cause I owe it to him. - You do?
Can I please talk to him? Could
you ask him to come over here?
- Bosco. - Yeah?
He only wants to talk to you.
Tell him to go to hell.
Just find out what he wants.
No, he's been yankin' me since
I met him, I'm done with him.
I want you to go over there and I want you
- to find out what he wants. - Why?
Because we might not get another chance.
Hey... read him his rights.
- Alright, listen up. - 'Hey.'
- 'This isn't what... ' - I said listen.
- I can explain. - Shut up!
"You have the right to remain silent.
"Anything you say can or will be used
"against you in a court of law.
"You have the right to have an attorney
"present during questioning.
"If you cannot afford an attorney
one will be appointed
for you, free of charge."
Do you understand your rights?
- Yes. - Good.
Then use 'em.
Keep your mouth shut.
I wanna tell you what happened.
Detectives are on their way. Alright?
- Tell them. - I wanna tell you.
I said the detectives were on the way.
Turn around.
Carlos, you can tell Kim she can go.
We're taking you to the hospital.
I wanna tell you what happened.
I said, I don't wanna hear it.
- I tried my best to get out.
- Tell the detectives.
I don't wanna talk to the... detectives!
I wanna talk to you and
if you don't listen to me..
- I'm not tellin' anybody. - Why? Why me?
Because I feel bad about lyin' to you.
That bothers you?
Jeremy's face looks
like hamburger back there
and you feel bad about lyin'?
I just didn't know how busy
you guys are, you know?
And I feel bad about taking your time...
You gotta be kiddin' me.
Can I tell you please? The whole thing?
This, it was all Jeremy's
idea from the beginning.
The whole scam, picking up the girls
takin' 'em back to the apartment.
- All his idea. - What girls?
Well, we'd-we'd pick up girls from clubs
and we'd take 'em back
to our apartment, right.
And then, we'd, you know..
Do it and one of us would..
Mostly Jeremy, would
take their credit cards
from out of their purses.
And I wanted to get out of it.
But Jeremy said if I quit,
he'd tell on us to the police.
He would've been locked up too.
Yeah. You don't know
Jeremy. He's a pretty scary guy.
Yeah, he is now.
Can I show you what happened? Please?
- Please. - Knock yourself out.
Alright.
What I did was I brought
him here to tell him
you know, talk him outta
goin' to the police, to let me quit.
Right? So we're walking
through the gangway here.
All of a sudden, he starts hittin' me.
And Jeremy's a big guy.
So what I do, I pulled out one of my knives
just to protect myself.
But Jeremy got the knife.
Knocks it out of my hand, he picks it up
starts swinging it at me.
Cuts my hand.
So, I got my other knife
and I stabbed him, he was gonna kill me.
So you're saying that what's in
that shed, that's self-defense?
Yeah, he was gonna kill me.
You were defending yourself
from the knife you brought
with another knife you brought?
He's a big guy. He's so..
How many times did you stab him? Hmm?
- How many? - Yeah.
Um..
It was, uh.. It was..
- Um... I don't... - How many times?
'Cause that looks like
at least 50 times to me.
- That's a lot.
- And then you cut his throat.
And in all that time, all that stabbing
he never stopped fighting back? Huh?
How about when you cut him from the corner
of his mouth all the way back to his ear?
Or when you cut his eyes out,
he stopped fighting back then?
And when you got
behind him to cut his throat
which you must've done, or
you'd be covered in his blood.
You couldn't just have run away?
Huh?
He was so big, you see.
How'd you cut your hand, Tommy?
- I told you. Jeremy... - No, he didn't!
Yes.
He would've cut you on the palm.
Nobody gets a defense
wound on the back of the hand.
You did it holdin' him
up against the wall, right?
Right? You pushed him back against it
while he was begging for his life.
And then you cut yourself
on one of the down swings
while you were stabbing
your friend in the face!
I'm tired of you, Tommy.
I'm tired of your B-S.
Just like everything that's
happened since I met you.
Your story's a lie.
- No, it isn't. - Yes, it is.
Everything about you is lies.
One of the cops here, used
to work this beat 20 years ago
and he just told me that
he made a death notification
to your grandfather back then.
- Death? - Where's your mom, Tommy?
Come on. Where is she?
What?
She's not a nurse.
Is she?
She's dead.
Right? She died when
you were a little baby.
You see?
Lies.
My mom was a nurse.
And she wanted me to be an attorney.
My grandpa told me that.
He was gonna hurt me.
Who?
Jeremy.
Get in the car, Tommy.
- Ready to go? - I guess so.
Bosco, hey, can I ask you a question?
You think this is gonna affect my chances
of becoming an attorney?
You know what?
This probably won't affect your chances
of being an attorney one damn bit.
'He's screaming for help.
He sounds.. God, it's horrible!'
- 'What's your location, sir?'
- 'I'm in my bedroom.'
'He's right underneath my window.'
- 'No, no. The address?'
- 'Oh, 19-36, Amherst.'
'19-36, Amherst?'
- 'Right.' - 'What's your name, sir?'
'Uh, I-I-I don't wanna
be involved in this.'
- 'Do I have to give my name?'
- 'No, sir. You don't have to.'
'5-5 David, 98?'
'David is 98, Central.'
'5-5 David, in your sector.'
'Man calling for help on the
street outside 19-36, Amherst'
'between 2-3 and 2-4. Caller is anonymous.'
'19-36, Amherst, 10-4.'
Anonymous caller? What the hell is that?
Why are we always driving
the wrong direction when we get a job?
If it bothers you enough to call
at least have the balls to say it was you.
You know, maybe we should
just start driving in reverse.
At least we'd be facing
the right direction.
- Amherst, right? - Yeah. 19-36.
I used to go out with a
girl that lived on Amherst.
Good for you.
Actually, it was more
like I stayed in with her.
Man, she was a freak!
You know what, inappropriate
and unnecessary information.
It wasn't the same block though.
- Good! - Or was it?
Well, just make sure if we bump into her
that you don't introduce
me. I'm not interested.
- 5, David. - 'David?'
You getting any more calls out there?
'Negative, David. Just the one.'
Ten-four, Central.
- One call. This is bogus. - Maybe not.
Yeah? Come on, it's a
residential neighborhood.
Nothing ever happens in that neighborhood.
If someone was out in
the street calling for help
there'd be 20 calls.
You're probably right.
Not to mention, it's one anonymous caller.
If a person feels more comfortable
let him be anonymous.
So we get there and spend ten minutes
trying to guess what happened?
I thought you said the
call was gonna be bogus.
It is gonna be bogus.
Well, then what difference does it make
if the caller remains anonymous?
Do you just sit up nights
thinking about ways to mess with me?
No. It's much easier than that.
- Watch this guy. - I see him.
- Move to the right, you moron.
- Okay, hang on.
Don't be getting on the PA
thing calling people morons.
He is a moron.
Come on, that's a verbal-abuse complaint.
You think that's abuse?
Amherst, this is it, right here.
Yeah, it's gonna be on the right.
- Alright. - 19-36.
Shut us down. Come on.
- Connie! - What?
Her name was Connie. The
girl, the chick on Amherst.
- Freak. - Oh, you have no idea.
Yeah, and let's just make
sure we keep it that way.
Come on. What did I
tell you? This is bogus.
Let's just go get something to eat.
No, come on, we gotta drive down
the street and check it out.
I don't see anything, alright?
Unless someone wants to come out here
and show me this place then..
Bosco, relax. We're doing our job, okay?
Right here. Right here.
Come on, talk to him. Ask him.
Does he look like he's calling for help?
Just ask him if he heard anything.
- Excuse me, sir? - Yeah?
You hear anyone calling for help out here?
No.
- Sir. - Yeah?
'This would have been a few minutes ago.'
'We're looking for someone
who was calling for help.'
No. Sorry.
- 'Are we bothering you, sir?'
- Uh, just trying to go home.
'Then I suggest you turn your ass around'
'and answer us properly.'
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- What happened to your hand?
- It was nothing.
It doesn't look like nothing to me.
- I'm alright. - Alright?
You need about a thousand stitches.
My mom's a nurse.
She'd better be a surgeon, man.
- I can see your bones in there. - Pff.
- If I could just go home and...
- You need a hospital, chief.
Seriously, I'm okay. Thank you.
- Where's home? - Uh, Yonkers.
My mom's there right
now. She can take care of it.
You have a driver's license?
Yeah, yeah, sure.
I got a license.
You really should let us
take you to the hospital for...
It's okay, thank you.
I told you, I'm alright.
- Thomas Shepherd. Yonkers. - Tommy.
I hate being called Thomas.
Alright, what happened here?
Uh, I cut my hand.
How did you cut your hand?
I was stupid.
I had, uh, like, a fight with a guy.
- "Like a fight?" - Yeah, kind of a fight.
But not really, you know?
- Who was the guy? - Just a guy.
- His name is Brian.
- What were you fighting about?
We didn't really fight.
- It was stupid. - About what?
A girl.
What about a girl?
Oh, apparently, it
was this guy's girlfriend.
I was just talking to her in the park
and he thought I was trying to hit on her.
Okay.
Now, I want you to tell me
the story from the beginning.
There's really nothing to tell.
I said from the beginning!
Alright, um..
'Okay, I was just talking to this girl'
'I met in the park. And then I left.'
'And then this guy, Brian'
'all of a sudden, you know, he follows me'
in his car and, you know,
he's beepin' and screamin'.
So I park over here to
see what the problem was.
- And where is he now? - He left.
He got any cuts?
I did not fight with him.
Yeah, he, uh, sort of pushed me
and I cut my hand on top of a fence.
I never, I never hit him at all.
- Can I see you by the car? - Sure.
If he was talking to my girlfriend
I'd want to kick his ass too.
- Is that right? - Yeah.
- He's got that look, you know?
- What look?
The look. Like he's
out to screw everything.
It doesn't matter to him if
someone's seeing someone.
Are you sure it's just
not because he's cute?
Cute?
- He looks like a chick. - Okay, whatever.
What do you wanna do about this?
What do I wanna do?
Well, he says he doesn't need help.
The guy he was fighting with is long gone.
I'd like to toss the whole damn thing.
But?
But if we let him try to make it home
with that cut, highway
patrol's gonna find him
bled out somewhere on the Van Wyck.
Then they're gonna come knocking on my door
because I was the last city official
to talk to him in broad daylight.
Alright, agreed.
So you keep him busy
until the bus gets here.
And you know, when they get here
let him officially refuse treatment.
Right.
Can I go now?
Show me where the fight happened.
Why?
Why not? Come on, show me.
- Then I can go? - Maybe.
Well, over here.
Does that hurt?
Oh, not too much.
It's kind of numb, feels cold.
Pretty messed up.
You know, I thought about being a cop
when I was in high school.
You're not still in high school?
No. I'm 21 last week.
Good for you.
So, uh, what kind of gun you carry?
- Loaded. - Oh, hey.
Looks like a nine-millimeter.
- Is it? - Yeah.
Is that bigger or smaller than a .45?
They both leave pretty big holes.
Wait, hold it. Th-there. Right there.
See, he pushed me down.
And, uh, I reached back to catch myself
hit my hand on top of the fence there.
That's where I cut it.
- Right there? - Yep.
- You sure? - Pretty sure, yep.
So you were up against
this fence right here.
- And then you fell down? - Yep.
And none of these flowers got disturbed?
Really?
Look at 'em.
Uh-h-h, right.
Well... oh, right.
So?
- What? - It didn't happen here.
Oh... oh, oh, geez! Oh, you know what?
It happened at the other end of the block.
I got all turned around.
- You wanna show me?
- Yeah, yeah, I'm-I'm sorry.
So, is it a good job being a cop?
Some days.
So, uh, you like it then?
Except when people ask me
a bunch of stupid questions.
Sorry.
Yeah, I, I like it. I
wouldn't do anything else.
That's good then, you know?
You're doing what you wanna do.
- Lucky you. - Yeah, lucky me.
- How long you've been doin' it?
- Twelve years.
You don't get paid much though, right?
I do okay.
I'm gonna be a lawyer. My
mom's always wanted that.
'Your mom, huh?'
- 'Yeah, she's a nurse.' - 'You said.'
'She can take care of this cut for me.'
Well, he was showin' us
where the fight happened
but he got mixed up.
I got all turned around. I was over there.
- I'm supposed to be down here. - Okay.
- EMS is on the way. - Good.
Sergeant must be bored.
'Hold up, Tommy.'
What's going on here?
We got a guy with, with a cut.
There's definitely dope involved.
- He's high? - No, he's a dope.
- Cute ones usually are. - Yeah.
Oh, you know.. If this
were the other way around..
Oh, like, I never had
to hear you talk about
another girl's chichis.
Please..
I'm really sorry you all
had to come out here.
Oh, don't worry about it. I wasn't busy.
- Really? - Not at the moment.
I thought you guys were always busy.
Yeah. Like an action movie.
You know what? The sergeant
may not be busy, but I am.
Show me where the fight
happened now, please.
Right.
That's a nasty cut you got there.
No, not really.
Hate to see what you consider a bad wound.
There.
Right there.
- Right here? - Yes.
Are you asking me or tellin' me?
I-I think it was there, yeah.
- He thinks. - You sound mad.
Oh, you-you haven't seen mad, buddy.
It was there.
Well, guess what?
Nothing's been disturbed here either.
Really?
What, you can't see that?
Look, I'm really trying to
help you guys out here.
You know what, I don't
need your help, alright?
I need you to show me
where the fight happened.
- If I could just go home... -
Y-you're not going anywhere!
Alright? Until I see the spot. Capeesh?
Oh, please. Don't start
speaking Italian to the guy.
Because he's havin' a
hard enough time keepin' up!
Then why don't you tell him to show us?
- Show us. - I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Oh! It was over, it was over there.
- It was over there.
- That's where we started.
This was a man calling for help?
Yeah, from the street.
- It was him? - What do you mean?
Oh, he-he was the one calling for help?
Well, he's the one bleeding.
And he can't even
remember where he got cut?
Yeah, but he has lost a lot of blood.
What, are you making excuses for him now?
- I'm not. I'm just sayin'... - Now, wait.
You got a bus on the way, right?
Yeah, but I may kill
him before it gets here.
It was right here.
You know what? You're
really starting to piss me off.
- What did I do?
- No one's been fightin' here.
- Well, why not?
- Nothing's been disturbed!
What? Are you stupid?
And where's the blood, huh, from the cut?
I don't remember, alright?
I'm sorry. Can I just go home?
My mom's a nurse.
She can take care of this.
If you talk about your mommy one more time
I'm gonna break his neck.
Bosco, ambulance is here.
I said I don't need an ambulance.
- Oops. - I don't want treatment.
- Yeah, well, tell them that. - What's up?
Guy's got a real nasty
cut on the back of his hand.
Oh, yeah. Let me take a look at that.
- I'm alright. - Let me see.
I'm okay. No, thanks.
Look, we're here and it's free.
Let him look.
- How long ago you do this? - How long...
It looks like it's already clotting up.
- A little while ago I guess. - Yeah.
Well, you definitely have
some tendon damage.
My mom's a nurse.
Well, good for her, but you need a doctor.
That's what I told him.
You see, you feel that?
That ball under the skin?
That's, that's where your
cut tendon retracted to.
- Doesn't that hurt? - Not really.
Well, it should, but you have
a radial nerve damage too.
I don't need to go to the hospital.
Alright, look, if you don't wanna go
you don't want to go, but at least
let us bandage it up.
Okay, you know, but I
really got to get going.
Alright, come on.
What in the hell is going on here?
I-I don't know. Maybe
the guy's just stupid.
No, you know what? Something's
hinky about this whole thing.
Sure it's not because he's cute?
Well, you'd like him just
fine. What do you think?
I think you're right. Maybe
the guy's just really, stupid.
I mean, he-he took me that
way. He took me that way.
He took me that way. It was all BS.
Alright, well, let's see
what's down this way.
You know, Bosco, sometimes you could be
a real pain in the ass.
What did I do now?
I never said that I liked the guy.
- You said he was cute. - I did, but...
- Well, then.. - Alright.
But that doesn't stop me from looking
past that and doing the..
Five-Five David, if we
got a callback number
on this complainant, call and ask
if they'll talk to us again.
Hey, sarge, you may wanna
get down here and look at this.
'Ten-four, David. Stand by.'
Stand by, my ass!
What's up?
Pretty boy's got some explaining to do.
- 'Use your head.' - 'Five, David.'
'Complainant's still refusing.'
Tell him thanks for nothin'.
Your B.P.'s good, but you
really should go to the hospital.
- No, thanks. - Bosco!
- Ow! - Bosco, what are you doing?
- Wanna tell me about the blood? - Ow, man.
- Hmm? - What blood?
I don't got time to play games with you.
What? What did I do?
- We found the blood. - What blood?
You don't have to drag
me, man. I'm comin' with you.
Shut up.
- Don't get him any closer. - That blood.
- Oh, my God! - How'd it get there?
I don't know. I don't
know anything about that.
- That's a coincidence? - What do you mean?
You're bleeding, there's blood
there, there's no connection?
I don't know! I don't know anything.
- You're gonna keep yanking me? - Hey!
Man, you don't have to pull me. I'm..
You've been lying to me, Tommy.
No, I haven't.
It pisses me off to be lied to.
- I didn't lie. - We'll see about that.
Up against the fence. Now!
Spread your legs. Open your legs.
- Wider. - Ow!
You got anything on you
that's gonna poke me?
- Poke you? - Yeah.
Needles, anything like that?
Man, I don't do drugs.
- What's this? - What?
- What am I holding? - A lighter.
I want to know what the
hell happened out here.
I told you. I got in a fight with a guy.
- What's that? - My cell phone.
I need that.
What, you think I'm gonna keep that?
No. I'm sorry.
- Where's Brian? - Brian left.
- What's this? - Uh, those are my keys.
And you know nothing about that blood, huh?
I wish I could help you. I do.
You wish you could help me, huh?
Uh... yeah. Be careful there.
- Of what? - There's a knife.
A knife?
I use it for protection.
I can't believe you didn't search him
before you left him with us.
You told me there was
nothing that could hurt me.
- You asked me if I had needles.
- Anything sharp!
You brought him to the bus with a knife?
Doc, back off! Alright? I
didn't know what we had.
Well, don't you search everybody?
It's alright. I said I only
carry it for protection, okay?
Yeah, did you use it to
protect yourself from Brian?
N-no! We hardly even fought.
You got anything else I should know about?
- There's another knife. - Where?
- On the other side. - Son of a bitch!
- Two knives? For protection? - Yeah.
Oh, that's great. That's really great.
Good one. Thanks a lot, Bosco.
I got a question for you, Tommy.
Who the hell is so mad at you?
Hey, Bosco. You need any help with this?
- Nope. I'm fine. - See?
- 'Sully! Davis!' - Yeah?
'I'm gonna need you to stand by on this.'
No problem.
See, I told you we shouldn't
have come over here.
We didn't know if we're gonna
have to do anything. Calm down.
Anytime Bosco lays his hand on somebody
there's always gonna be something to do.
Yeah, well, I was getting bored.
Just driving around all day.
Better hit those law books then.
Aimless driving around is what
this job's all about.
'How could no one be home'
at all in any of these houses?
People mostly work during
the day in this neighborhood.
Whoa!
Somebody got really mad at somebody else.
Does it have something to
do with that guy over there?
Yeah. He's the guy we found
when we got here to the job.
He was trying to leave and he's got
a nasty cut on the back of his hand.
Says he got it from fighting with some guy.
All this blood doesn't
belong to him though?
I seriously doubt it.
You got any crime-scene tape in your car?
We did when we left the house. Yeah.
I need you to go get that
and secure this gangway.
Monroe, bring one of the medics back here.
Sully, let's start a canvass, okay?
- Damn. - I know.
Good looking out. Thanks for the backup.
We didn't hear you for a
while. Thought we'd roll by.
- "We?" - Yeah.
Oh, Sully didn't get on you about this?
- No, it was his idea.
- You're such a bad liar.
- 'Got on me a little bit.' - Ow!
- That... - Shut up!
- Hurts. - What are you doing?
No! No! Don't do that!
- Bosco! - He's not going anywhere.
Yeah, well, we might have to.
Not until I figure out
what's going on right here.
You don't tell me when we can leave.
You know what, why
don't you just go call a cop?
- Why don't you kiss my ass? - Excuse me.
- Excuse me. - What?
The sergeant would
like to see you back there.
Why?
She wants you to take a look
at some blood.
- Yeah, go. I'll be fine.
- Well, you stay with her.
You know, in case he has
a hand grenade you missed.
I need my keys.
You shut up, alright? I'm tired of you..
One day, I might take that
little son of a bitch down a peg.
Oh, let me know when you do.
I'd love to buy tickets for that.
- I know you? - I'm Sasha Monroe.
I used to work steady midnights.
- Parker. - I know who you are.
- Yeah? - Mm-hmm.
Pretty much everybody
around here knows who you are.
- Is that right?
- Yeah. Especially the ladies.
Doc, can this blood be from that guy's cut?
- No. - You sure?
- He's talking. - Meaning?
Whoever lost this much blood isn't.
Great.
Can they still be alive?
Maybe, but not for long.
- Is that it? - Yeah.
Okay, listen, Boscorelli
put his hands on me
and he's over there telling
me that we can't leave.
Well, I would appreciate it
if you wouldn't, not just yet.
Well, he gave us that guy
without searching him first!
- So? - He had two knives!
- He did? - What?
Well, don't you guys search people
before you bring 'em to us?
Oh, wait, wait! Hold on a second!
- We thought he was the victim.
- Yeah, you thought.
No, we searched this
area for, like, ten minutes!
- Yeah, but you guys have guns!
- Okay, come with me.
Why are you yelling at me?
Because I need you to do your job!
- You do your job! - I'm doing my job!
I don't need you to tell me that!
Doc, this is all a little
confusing right now.
No, these officers really did not know
that that guy was a suspect!
Yeah, right. And that
makes a big difference
if he cuts one of us, right?
I know. I'm sorry.
You know, we don't have the kind of jobs
where a simple "I'm sorry"
is good enough, do we?
I'm telling you, Bosco,
I want him off my bus!
- Who's Maria Kadich? - Why?
Because you have her credit card.
She's my girlfriend. We
went to a club last night.
She didn't want to take
her purse with her, okay?
Can I have my keys, please?
- No. - They're my keys.
- He had knives? - Two.
Says he carries them for protection.
Plus he's got some girl's credit card.
Yeah, his girlfriend. I heard.
- None of this makes sense. - I don't know.
Sometimes when I go out, you know, I just..
I don't always carry my
purse if I don't have to.
No. I mean all of it. We got one call.
One anonymous call. No
one else heard a damn thing.
This guy's cut open, just wants
to go home to his mommy. Hell..
And he-he don't seem bothered by any of it.
I mean, you saw him, right?
When I showed him the blood?
I mean, if he had anything to do with that
wouldn't he be a little
freaked out right about now?
'I would.'
I mean, the only thing that seems
to bother this guy is me
holding onto his keys.
Hey, Tommy, you
wouldn't mind if I took a look
in your car, would you?
- What? - Your car. Can I check it out?
Would it matter if I said no?
Oh, I could call for a warrant.
And then we'd have to sit around here
for the rest of the day.
Oh, please let him look.
Fine. Go ahead. Look in my car.
- Alright. - There's nothing to see.
You want it across the
whole gangway, sarge?
Yeah, I'll show you. Bosco, let me know.
Okay. I want you to tape
off both sides of the gangway.
I don't want anybody to
be able to come in or out.
- You got it. - Thank you.
- Is something wrong? - No.
- What? - No.
I just, I don't, I don't think
I've ever heard you say that.
- Say what? - "Thank you."
The words "Thank you."
I knocked on all the doors
in the two closest buildings.
No one's answering.
Okay. Keep trying.
Two on either side at least.
I mean, somebody put all these clothes up.
Right.
This Tommy is from Yonkers.
He said Brian followed him
some place in this area in his car.
Right.
And they just happened
to end up somewhere around here.
So we got two guys that are fighting
in a gangway that don't
live anywhere around here.
I think we need to start
looking for some place
that's unlocked or, I don't know, open.
Some place that has a..
Some easy access.
- Like those gates. - Exactly.
- Ah, man. - It could be anywhere.
Parker said he wouldn't get far.
Check the shed?
It's got a big old padlock on it.
Either nobody's home
or they just don't like me.
Who wouldn't like you with
your sunny old disposition?
You guys find something over there?
- The gate's open. - Oh, yeah.
People mostly keep stuff
locked up tight around here.
You wanna start checking
the other side of the alley?
- Yeah. Anything that's open. - You got it.
Oh, and, uh... thanks.
Five Sergeant to Central,
contact local hospitals
and see if we got any heavy bleeders
in the last 20 minutes.
- 'Copy that, Five Sergeant.'
- What do we do now, boss?
'Now we ask Tommy a
whole bunch of questions.'
- What? You got something? - Credit cards.
Credit cards.
Got seven different credit cards
from seven different women.
- Okay. - Where did you find those?
In the car under the seat.
How many girlfriends do
you think Tommy's got?
Huh?
- Can I go home now, please?
- I think you're arrested.
- But I didn't do anything.
- Well, don't look at me.
I'm not the one that
chained you to the door.
- Adam 5-5-3. - 'Adam.'
'Have Boy 5-5-3 roll
by this location, Central.'
- 'Ten-four, Adam.' - For what?
All that blood back there.
In case somebody is
alive, we may need help.
What do they think this guy did?
I don't know, I guess they think, uh..
He must have killed somebody.
Seriously?
- Seems that way. - No way.
- Why not? - Oh, come on.
Look at him. Does he look like a killer?
I don't know, Kim. What
does a killer look like?
I don't know. I feel sorry for him.
Why?
All he wants to do is go home
and be with his mom.
He's still talking about mommy?
- Guess, what I found, Tommy? - 'What?'
"Bailey Varn, Erika
Harrison, Rosalie Escobar."
- Ring any bells? - No.
Those are the names on the credit cards
we found in your car.
What are you talking about?
I found these in your car on the floor.
- No, you didn't. - Excuse me?
Those weren't in my car.
What? I'm a liar now? Huh?
No, I didn't say that, okay?
I didn't say that.
- Man... angry. - Come on, Tommy.
- Let me talk to you. - I'm just saying.
I don't know anything
about the credit cards.
'Aw, it's another coincidence, huh?'
- 'Just like the blood.' - Must be.
Tommy, somebody down
there got hurt very badly.
And I have a feeling you
had something to do with it.
Well, I didn't.
Look, the guy may still be alive
but you gotta let us help you.
I don't need any help.
Oh, yeah, you need help.
Hey, Tommy? Where's Brian?
Oh! How many times
do I have to say? He left.
You're sticking with that, huh?
- It's the truth. - No, it's not!
Can I please have my keys back now?
Oh, what if I just kick your ass?
Well, then I'll be the
star witness at his lawsuit.
Oh, what is your deal, doc?
I told you not to lock him to my bus.
- You know what you need? - What?
An attitude adjustment.
Oh, is that what I need?
Well, you know, I would love
for you to give me one.
- If we're gonna go, let's go.
- Come on, Bosco.
- Put your hands on me.
- You don't want me to do that.
No, I do! Put your hands on me!
Can I talk to you for a second?
Put your hands on me!
You think fighting with him
is gonna solve the problem?
Oh, it would sure as hell
make me feel better.
You have got to get
your temper under control.
I don't need you to lecture me, alright?
You know, it was you who
taught me that we gotta get along
with these guys no matter
how full of it they are.
They're cops!
What did we learn the first day
of-of paramedic training? Huh?
- Cops are all jerks! - You guys alright?
- Yeah. Yeah, we're fine. - You sure?
- You're good? - Yeah.
You know what they taught us
the first day of cop school?
Take a look around
before you insult somebody.
Sully, I didn't..
- I was.. - Sure you did, Kim.
I knew I should have stayed home today.
So now we're all jerks, Davis.
Well, some of us have always been jerks.
You better not be talking about me.
Never. No.
You ever see that episode
of the "Twilight Zone"
where the guy wakes up,
all the people are gone?
- No. - The one with the guy from..
The whole town is empty.
There's no one anywhere.
- The atomic bomb one? - What?
No. No, he ends up screaming
"Where is everybody? Where is everybody?"
No.
- That's how I feel right now. - Really?
Yeah, how is it possible not one person
on an entire city block answers the door?
These are working people, Davis.
Both parents if there's
still two in the house.
'They can't all be at work.'
'Well, they also don't trust
the police coming by and'
knock on their door in
the middle of the afternoon.
How do you know so much
about this neighborhood?
- This used to be my beat. - No kidding?
First couple years I was on the job.
I walked up and down this block
more times than you can count.
Yeah. That was way back in what?
1876, '77?
- You're funny. - Everything's locked up.
No one's answering the doors, so..
You got any thoughts, Sully?
- Any thoughts? - Yeah.
- What would you do now? - What, me?
Yeah. I mean, you got a lot of experience.
And I.. I don't mind leaning on that.
Well, I know there's a lot you can do, uh..
You know, if somebody's hurt bad
they're gonna turn up at the hospital.
If it's worse than that,
then they'll turn up..
Somewhere.
But if you can't find the person
that made that telephone call
you're sort of up the creek.
- Five Sergeant. - 'Five Sergeant.'
Re-contact complainant and
tell them the patrol sergeant
is asking them if they would
identify themselves only to me.
- 'Ten-four, Five Sergeant.'
- We did that already, sarge.
Yeah, well, sometimes they
don't mind talking to a sergeant, so..
Credit cards didn't change his mind, huh?
Man, this guy has got
ice water in his veins.
It didn't shake him a bit.
But Bosco's gonna run a victims check
on the women's names.
- 'Five Sergeant.' - Five Sergeant.
'The complainant still does
not wish to be contacted.'
Oh, well, then beautiful.
Then why don't we just leave, huh?
Why don't we just let you figure this out
all by yourselves, huh?
I mean it bothers you enough to call.
At least have the balls
to say that it was you.
What?
Bosco said the exact same thing.
Thanks, Sasha.
I'm gonna go talk to this Tommy kid myself.
Maybe Bosco just doesn't
have the right touch.
Like she'll have a softer approach.
I don't know, she seems
to be chillin' out a little bit.
Is that right?
She thanked me for puttin' the tape up.
Askin' Sully for his opinion.
- She's just afraid. - Afraid of what?
That she'll miss somethin'.
Not know what to do.
Hey, Sully, wait a minute. Come here.
You gotta take a look at this.
What?
Is that a tennis shoe in there?
No.
- Look at that. - Is it?
Don't tell me this guy's been
in this shed the whole time.
'Let me see.'
- Where? - Right there at the bottom.
- By the door. - Down below.
What?
Now, I know I checked this thing.
The shed's got a huge
lock on it, how could they...
What am I supposed to be seein'?
It's a tennis shoe. Right there!
- Open your eyes!
- Who brought the flashlight?
Mine is in the squad car.
Oh, my God!
That's a lot of blood right there.
'What do you want?'
Doc wants us to standby in
case you guys found anything.
Standing by doesn't mean
walking through our crime scene.
I wasn't walkin' through your.. Sorry.
'Hey, Carlos, you wouldn't
happen to have those'
'big bolt cutters on the rig?'
- Sorry. - You got a flashlight?
- Nope. - Band-Aids, adhesive tape?
I'll get mine out of the car.
Hold on, man.
What are you doing? You
know you have a penlight.
- She didn't ask for a penlight.
- Come on, now.
What? How about them not jumpin'
all over me just for showin' up?
- How's your brother? - He's still here.
You know what, I just passed
the squad a few blocks away.
You want me to call
them? See if they'll roll by...
Yes, please. Yes.
They got bolt cutters.
Boy 5-5-3..
Okay, you're really starting to piss me off
you little bastard.
What are you tryin' to get into?
Oh, it's not me.
Tryin' to get into that shed back there.
- You found something?
- I don't know. Maybe.
I'm not gonna get my hopes up.
You here that, Tommy? They're gonna look
in that shed back there.
- 'What shed?' - Behind the house.
That doesn't worry you?
Should it?
Look, Bosco..
Other people use my
car, all the time, alright?
I'm serious. Anyone who
wants to use it can use it.
Now you say you found
some credit cards in there.
You probably did, but they're not mine.
Now..
I could give you a list.
- How's your hand? - Alright.
It hurts. It hurts a lot.
Told you it was messed up.
Well, can I please go home?
No, not just yet. Soon.
Alright. Thanks, buddy. Ow!
- Hello? - 'Who's this?'
- Who's this? - 'Samantha.'
This is Officer Boscorelli, NYPD.
- 'Officer? Where's Jeremy?' - Jeremy?
'You answered Jeremy's phone.'
This isn't Thomas Shepherd's phone?
'Tommy's Jeremy's roommate.'
'Why do you have Jeremy's phone?'
Where's Jeremy?
'They went to Tommy's house.'
No, Tommy never made it to Yonkers?
'He doesn't live in Yonkers anymore.'
- 'He moved back home.'
- Yeah? Where's his home?
- 'What's goin' on?'
- No, no. Where does Tommy live?
'It's on Amherst, off 24th in the City.'
On Amherst?
Can I call you back on this number?
'Uh, yeah. Is Jeremy okay?'
I really don't know.
- Do you live here? - What?
- You live on this street.
- Who told you that?
- Samantha. - Samantha?
How do you know Samantha?
- Where's Jeremy? - Bosco.
- Roommate. - 'Who told you?'
It's gonna take the squad a few minutes
to get here to cut that lock off.
- Lock? - The lock on that shed.
Son of a bitch!
- Wait... - You son of bitch.
Bosco!
- He lives here. - 'What?'
Son of a bitch lives right there.
'He does?'
And I bet I got a key
for this lock.
He was so worried about his damn keys..
I thought he was worried about his car.
Ah! Oh, my God!
God!
Geez!
There's nothing we can do for him.
Five sergeant to Central, we're gonna need
detectives, crime lab and a boss out here.
We have a confirmed
homicide at this location.
- 'Copy that, Five Sergeant.'
- You can go now, thanks.
Right. Right.
Never seen anything like that before, man.
- Stupid. - Who?
- I almost let this guy go.
- Yeah, but you didn't.
It's just dumb luck. I
was only covering my ass.
You found the knives,
you found the credit cards
you found the keys, all that
stuff kept us looking, Bosco.
It was luck.
I don't know. Maybe
someone wanted him caught.
- Someone? - Yeah, someone.
You ever ask yourself how someone
could let somethin' like
this happen in the first place?
It's free will.
We all have a choice in
what we do with our time here.
Some, some of us chose to be cops.
Some of us chose to be killers.
It's all up to us. It's our choice.
Where are you goin'?
I choose to tell Tommy we found his friend.
Come on, man. That's a
homicide. Don't mess with it.
- I'm smarter than that.
- 'You should've seen it.'
His throat was cut, his
face is all hacked up.
We found Brian, you stupid jag-off.
Or is that Jeremy?
It's.. I can explain this.
Detectives are on their way.
You can explain it to them.
Wait!
- What'd he say?
- He said he can explain it.
- I'd love to hear that one. - I wouldn't.
- Aren't you curious? - Why?
Doesn't really make that
much difference to me.
You know? You mind bringin' the car around?
We might as well take him
to the hospital ourselves.
Let Kim and doc go back to work.
They'll love to hear that. You
gonna go tell them yourself
so you can smooth things out with Parker?
- He's a head case. - Yeah, I know.
But you know what? We
gotta work with these guys.
Screw him.
Sometimes this job makes
me real tired, you know?
- Here. - Yeah, I know.
'Hey, Bosco, you need anything from us?'
No. Thanks for the backup though.
- You got it.
- You know, Bosco, I'm thinkin'.
I know the guy that lives in his place.
'Used to anyway.'
'They called him Old Man Shepherd.'
Tommy Shepherd's the kid's name.
Yeah, I think Tommy was a baby then.
He just turned 21.
One of the last jobs that I
handled when this was my beat
was notifying the old man that his daughter
had been murdered
behind a gin mill in Flatbush.
- His daughter? - Yeah.
Now, if I'm remembering right
that would make her your guy's mother.
The old man was gonna
raise a baby by himself.
He said his mom's a nurse.
Yeah, like I say, if I remember right.
Can I talk to Bosco for a second?
- Sure. - You guys can leave now.
Thanks.
I'm gonna put you and Monroe
in for a commendation on this.
No, you're not.
Oh, if you guys hadn't figured this out
who knows if this guy
would've ever been caught.
I don't wanna remember this job.
- Okay? - Well, you should.
- This was good police work. - Hey, guys.
Monroe's bringin' the car around.
You guys will be able
to leave in a few minutes.
No, he wants to talk to you.
- I'll be right back. - Uh, Bosco.
He wants to talk to Bosco.
Well, he's gonna have to talk to me.
Alright.
Hey, listen.
We would've stayed if you guys just asked.
- Didn't we? - No.
Bosco chained him to the door
and told us we had to stay.
- I'll speak to him. - Thanks.
Oh, and if doc ever gets in
one of my officer's faces again
while we're conducting an investigation
you can tell him, I will
personally lock his ass up.
Good luck.
What do you want?
Oh, I wanna talk to the other guy.
- Boscorelli. - Well, you got me.
No, I-I wanna talk to him.
Why?
- 'Cause I owe it to him. - You do?
Can I please talk to him? Could
you ask him to come over here?
- Bosco. - Yeah?
He only wants to talk to you.
Tell him to go to hell.
Just find out what he wants.
No, he's been yankin' me since
I met him, I'm done with him.
I want you to go over there and I want you
- to find out what he wants. - Why?
Because we might not get another chance.
Hey... read him his rights.
- Alright, listen up. - 'Hey.'
- 'This isn't what... ' - I said listen.
- I can explain. - Shut up!
"You have the right to remain silent.
"Anything you say can or will be used
"against you in a court of law.
"You have the right to have an attorney
"present during questioning.
"If you cannot afford an attorney
one will be appointed
for you, free of charge."
Do you understand your rights?
- Yes. - Good.
Then use 'em.
Keep your mouth shut.
I wanna tell you what happened.
Detectives are on their way. Alright?
- Tell them. - I wanna tell you.
I said the detectives were on the way.
Turn around.
Carlos, you can tell Kim she can go.
We're taking you to the hospital.
I wanna tell you what happened.
I said, I don't wanna hear it.
- I tried my best to get out.
- Tell the detectives.
I don't wanna talk to the... detectives!
I wanna talk to you and
if you don't listen to me..
- I'm not tellin' anybody. - Why? Why me?
Because I feel bad about lyin' to you.
That bothers you?
Jeremy's face looks
like hamburger back there
and you feel bad about lyin'?
I just didn't know how busy
you guys are, you know?
And I feel bad about taking your time...
You gotta be kiddin' me.
Can I tell you please? The whole thing?
This, it was all Jeremy's
idea from the beginning.
The whole scam, picking up the girls
takin' 'em back to the apartment.
- All his idea. - What girls?
Well, we'd-we'd pick up girls from clubs
and we'd take 'em back
to our apartment, right.
And then, we'd, you know..
Do it and one of us would..
Mostly Jeremy, would
take their credit cards
from out of their purses.
And I wanted to get out of it.
But Jeremy said if I quit,
he'd tell on us to the police.
He would've been locked up too.
Yeah. You don't know
Jeremy. He's a pretty scary guy.
Yeah, he is now.
Can I show you what happened? Please?
- Please. - Knock yourself out.
Alright.
What I did was I brought
him here to tell him
you know, talk him outta
goin' to the police, to let me quit.
Right? So we're walking
through the gangway here.
All of a sudden, he starts hittin' me.
And Jeremy's a big guy.
So what I do, I pulled out one of my knives
just to protect myself.
But Jeremy got the knife.
Knocks it out of my hand, he picks it up
starts swinging it at me.
Cuts my hand.
So, I got my other knife
and I stabbed him, he was gonna kill me.
So you're saying that what's in
that shed, that's self-defense?
Yeah, he was gonna kill me.
You were defending yourself
from the knife you brought
with another knife you brought?
He's a big guy. He's so..
How many times did you stab him? Hmm?
- How many? - Yeah.
Um..
It was, uh.. It was..
- Um... I don't... - How many times?
'Cause that looks like
at least 50 times to me.
- That's a lot.
- And then you cut his throat.
And in all that time, all that stabbing
he never stopped fighting back? Huh?
How about when you cut him from the corner
of his mouth all the way back to his ear?
Or when you cut his eyes out,
he stopped fighting back then?
And when you got
behind him to cut his throat
which you must've done, or
you'd be covered in his blood.
You couldn't just have run away?
Huh?
He was so big, you see.
How'd you cut your hand, Tommy?
- I told you. Jeremy... - No, he didn't!
Yes.
He would've cut you on the palm.
Nobody gets a defense
wound on the back of the hand.
You did it holdin' him
up against the wall, right?
Right? You pushed him back against it
while he was begging for his life.
And then you cut yourself
on one of the down swings
while you were stabbing
your friend in the face!
I'm tired of you, Tommy.
I'm tired of your B-S.
Just like everything that's
happened since I met you.
Your story's a lie.
- No, it isn't. - Yes, it is.
Everything about you is lies.
One of the cops here, used
to work this beat 20 years ago
and he just told me that
he made a death notification
to your grandfather back then.
- Death? - Where's your mom, Tommy?
Come on. Where is she?
What?
She's not a nurse.
Is she?
She's dead.
Right? She died when
you were a little baby.
You see?
Lies.
My mom was a nurse.
And she wanted me to be an attorney.
My grandpa told me that.
He was gonna hurt me.
Who?
Jeremy.
Get in the car, Tommy.
- Ready to go? - I guess so.
Bosco, hey, can I ask you a question?
You think this is gonna affect my chances
of becoming an attorney?
You know what?
This probably won't affect your chances
of being an attorney one damn bit.