Third Watch (1999–2005): Season 5, Episode 21 - Higher Calling - full transcript

Stop!

Stop him. Bring back the baby.

You can move to the bed now.

- Hey, Fred, I'm sorry.
- It's me. Are you okay?

Hey, baby! Yeah, I'm fine.

Well, you didn't call. We were worried.

- I didn't leave a message?
- No, you didn't.

- Let's go. We're late.
- 'I-I'm sorry I didn't call.'

Um, it's been a really
long night. I'll explain later.

- Can you put your dad on? - Dad?

I said we're late. Come on.



- We're late for Charlie's game.
- Yeah, I heard.

Alright, I'll talk to you guys later, okay?

Okay. Bye.

- Good afternoon. - 'Hi.'

- How's she doing? - 'She's off the vent.'

But no telling with head injuries.

'Yeah.'

No telling.

Bosco, you're with Monroe
today. Yokas took a vacation day.

She won't leave that kid in the hospital.

Boss, we got six under
for possession and sales

of narcotics. Be back in a
minute with the pedigree.

Cruz is setting arrest
records with that Ecstasy ring.

Nice score, people. Very nice.



Don't tell me, these are
all Dolphin Ecstasy guys

off Mikey's info.

You should be proud of
him, everything he's given us

has been a home run.

Slow down!

You get the names, you sit on them a while

before you make a move.

Are you schooling me now?

Most of these guys know
Mikey just got collared.

Alright, what? They start falling too?

- They're not that smart. - Not that smart?

Smart enough to know
when they get to Rikers

and they look around, and
see who among them is missin'.

Your brother knew the
risk going into this, okay?

If he's smart, he's laying low.

Uh, officer, couple of things.

Narcotics and Anti-Crime
are both in on this

'cause they got word
that Donald Mann may be

trying to get back into the country.

Father of Joey Mann. So what?

The late Joey Mann.

Dad is the big boss of the whole operation.

And the more of his people we take down now

the less damage he
can do if he gets back in.

The only thing I'm thinking
about is my brother, okay?

Well, if I were you, then I
would be worried less about Cruz

and more about your brother's
lawyer who's down in lock-up.

What about him?

They say he's their lawyer too

and they're asking to see him.

- You're still here? - Yeah, I was, uh...

- Who's with Lester? Is he okay? - Lester?

You don't have him locked up,
do you? He hates confined spaces.

Jan, why are you even
concerned about where Lester is...

Well, w-will they feed
him? Will he get his coffee?

He really needs his coffee, he's...

Jan, you haven't even
asked about your daughter.

This is insane.

No update on my daughter.
Not a word from the DA.

You've been playing both sides.

Bad enough, I have to spend the night

in this stink box on these obscene charges.

Your daughter is still in a coma

and your wife is beat to a pulp.

I did not cause those injuries.

Yeah, but you do represent
the same guys Mikey ratted out.

You don't see a conflict?

'I mean, what's to stop you
from telling them about Mikey?'

Oh, this is great. First,
I'm accused of abusing.

Now, of betraying my
attorney-client privilege?

Mikey's done with you. I want
all the records you got on him.

I'm not exactly in a position
to give 'em to you, am I?

You're gonna be in a worse
position for the next 5 to 15.

Do you honestly believe that?

No, I mean, don't get me wrong.
I was, I was pissed at myself.

But I don't know. I guess
things happen for a reason.

Hey, it's not like you
failed the damn thing.

Yeah, but there's not a
law school in the country

that will take a second
look at me with my scores...

'5-5 Charlie, report of a purse snatching'

'at 108 in Arthur.'

Charlie responding.

'So you're going, right?'

- Oh, come on. - Come on, what?

Well, you know, taking
the LSAT is one thing.

Actually going to law school is another...

- No, no, you gotta go. - Why?

- It's destiny. You gotta go.
- 'Destiny, huh?'

Yes. You took the test on a lark, right?

You did great. That's,
that's destiny right there.

Me, I got more time to put
in. I got more dues to pay.

Time with Monroe, you mean?

I-I don't hate the job like you do, okay?

I see myself putting in a few more years.

Wow!

Nice form, but he didn't stick the landing.

Purse doesn't match the shoes. I got him.

Right behind you.

Hey!

Just stop. I got you, man.

It's over, son. You can stop running now.

'Stop! Damn it!'

Stay down, stay down. Stay down.

- Where are you going? - Oh! I'm so stupid.

- Stupid, stupid! - Yeah, you are.

You gotta be the worst
purse-snatcher on the planet.

- Sul? - Oh, man! What is that?

'Oh!'

You wanna stick around for
a few more years of this, huh?

- 'You look terrible.' - Mm, bad Chinese.

Would have stayed home last night

but I have to break in a new medic today.

Oh, here we go, you're putting
on the bad Chinese routine

thinking you're gonna pawn
a newbie off on me? Uh-huh.

I'm not pawning anything off on you.

And I'm no newbie.

Carlos Nieto, Grace Foster.

Uh..

Hey, how you doin'?

You know the 6-8?

Yeah, well, that's Bed-Stuy, right?

The 6-8 is a war zone.

GSWs, knife wounds, hammer wounds, ODs.

We had to hose down the
inside of a bus three times a tour.

Wow!

It was non-stop medic heaven

and I kicked its ass for three years.

And how does the city repay me?

With a transfer to this
undermanned country club.

- Country Club? - Yeah.

So, while I'm figuring
out how to get back there

how about you do us both a favor?

- Sure. - One, I got a face.

Two, don't even think
of trying to be friends.

And three, don't ever let me hear you

refer to me as a newbie, got that?

- That chick is.. - Oh, yeah.

So hot.

- Hey, Faith. - Hey.

You talked to the mom?

- That woman's a mess. - Mm-hmm.

Yeah, she seems to respond to you.

Story of my life.

Unless we get her to
testify, getting a conviction

on Lester is gonna be a lot tougher.

What? The broken ribs and
the bruises aren't enough?

Not to mention this one?

We need Jan in court pointing a finger.

- What do you say? - What will she say?

- Damn, that is awesome!
- 'You gotta be kidding me.'

See that little rubbery thing?

- Epiglottis and vallecula.
- Yeah, it's all guts to me.

'That's what keeps the
food out of your windpipe.'

Damn thing trips me
up every time I intubate.

Hey, what do you guys
got? Just hang on a second.

You 5-5 medics are hardcore.

Alright, here they come. Let's go.

Ouch! Oh, oh! Easy, easy.

- I, you know, I'm injured here.
- Injured where?

My knee. I-I got an open wound.

Wound? You call that a
wound? Buddy, that's a wound.

'What you got is a scrape.'

Do you want treatment or not?

Not if you're gonna make fun of me.

Sweetheart, let me get you a Band-Aid

and then we're out of here.

Hey, look. You can see what he ate.

- Stop it. - Thanks for the transport.

Man, you guys got your hands full.

I'll have him waiting for you in lock up.

Thank you.

Unless you wanna babysit
this heap while we take him in.

Yeah. No, thanks.

Thanks, though.

No rest for the weary, huh, boys?

I don't know about that.

- What are you up to, Jelly?
- About three bills.

Oh, lovely!

Yeah, it was just sitting
on top of the garbage.

- No real effort to hide it.
- Check out the skin.

Little puncture wounds all over
the place like he was tortured.

Somebody didn't like this guy.

What? The no arms, no
legs, no head give that away?

You think I would turn on my husband?

- He didn't do anything.
- We can protect you, Jan.

You know what? I don't
wanna to talk to you, okay?

I'll talk to her, but not to you.

I don't like her.

- Yeah, I got that. - She's a bitch.

Bitch!

Can I get a refill?

- You drink a lot of water.
- Ten glasses a day.

- I thought the ideal was eight.
- Oh, ten is better.

- Lester insists. - Does he?

Yeah. It's his nature, you know.

The way he dotes on me.

He's just a perfectionist, you know?

And that's exactly what I need.

- You're married? - Yeah.

- Oh, kids?

- No. - Really?

- Why not? - 'I don't know.'

We just, um..

You know, we haven't.

Imagine just for a minute,
okay, that you and your husband

have a child, alright,
and she's really clumsy.

She's falling down all the time.

And this one time, she's in the
next room eating, and she falls.

Only you think she's
choking on her vegetables

so you call the police,
and they say you hit her.

You and your husband who
wasn't even there. Can you imagine?

No.

But I can't imagine having those
bruises all over my body either.

Ah! I'm just clumsy too is
all. It must run in the family.

You notice how I didn't ask you
guys if you touched anything?

Seeing how you're a
couple of wily veterans.

- But you're asking us now.
- He's got us, Davis.

Go ahead. Give him back the leg.

'Alright, come on. That's a person there.'

- That's a John Doe. - 'Not anymore.'

- 'Oh!' - Oh!

Oh, that's highly irregular.

So much for hiding the identity.

Get me a print on that right away.

Don't you have to pee?

I hold it. Let the water do its thing.

Well, if you wanna go, I won't tell.

He'd know.

So does Lester dote on Rebecca you know

the same way that he dotes on you?

No, not like with me.

I notice that he gets to bring her to work.

And, uh, he takes her out to lunch.

Umm, not always.

- Does he ever take you? - Sure.

How about just you and Rebecca?

Oh, yeah, we get plenty of time together

with me homeschooling her.

Yeah. Yeah, that must be a handful.

Yeah, well, we have our moments.

Not so good moments?

Well, I wouldn't say that..

They're certainly never violent
if that's what you're asking.

No, I'm not, I was just curious

'cause I don't have kids of my own.

Well, do yourself a
favor. Start with a boy.

Because mothers and daughters
are a whole different ball game.

Yeah, I know. I mean, my
mom and I used to really go at it.

Yeah, "Pick up the
room." "Turn off the TV."

"Do you want this dress or that dress..."

Yeah, I remember.

And then poor Lester comes home

right at bath time, and
the fun really starts.

Rebecca doesn't like to take a bath?

Oh, what's not to like?

The little angel gets all the hot water.

- Yeah, how hot? - Hotter than I get.

What, he makes you
take a bath in cold water?

Not Lester, Rebecca!

That, she can be a vindictive
little thing, you know?

"Has mommy had enough tub time, sweetheart?

Is mommy clean enough, darling?"

' "Not yet, daddy."'

She thinks it's so hilarious.

Trust me, have a boy. Save
yourself a lot of heartache.

Officer Yokas.

- We're talking here. - I'll be right back.

And you, don't come back.

- 'You okay?' - Yeah.

I swear, if you'd been
like, a second longer

I think I was gonna scream.

'You ready for some good news?'

- Rebecca's awake. - What?

'The daughter. She's
come out of that coma.'

She'll be here for quite a
while. She's been through a lot.

Can she talk?

She's been asking for her father.

Hey, Rebecca.

Hey, my name's Dianne.

- 'This is Faith.' - Yeah, we met before.

- Where's my daddy?
- Your daddy's just fine.

Can you tell us what happened?
How you hurt your head?

- Do you remember? - I fell.

From where? Yeah, you
must have been pretty high up.

- I want my daddy.
- How about your mom, sweetie?

Was your mom with you when you fell down?

I wanna go home.

You will, just as soon as you're better.

Can I have a glass of water?

'Have you started my paperwork?'

You can owe me.

Careful. That's how it starts.

So how is the, uh, torso?

- You mean our torso and hand?
- You're kidding.

Whoa! You found a hand now too?

Yes, Lloyd. We found a hand.

I swear, I should get a reward.

- He's all yours. - Hey, thank you.

- Uh-huh! See ya. - See ya.

'You know, gentlemen, my
new roommate here has a point.'

The circumstances of his
arrest should not be omitted

from the report, and I
am feeling that he's due

some consideration from a judge.

You're the lawyer?

He's the lawyer with the kid, Sul.

She fell.

Yeah. Right, counselor.

What did that bitch
want? Was it about Lester?

- No. - Well, when can I talk to him?

- Can't I get a phone in here?
- Rebecca's awake.

She's okay?

Yeah, she's more than okay.

- She's talking. - What about?

Well, she pretty much
backs up what you said.

- That it wasn't Lester.
- Now you see? I told ya.

'Yeah, she said it was you.'

She said the last thing that she remembers

was you smashing her head on the floor...

It's a lie. Oh, she's a vindictive one.

Of course, she would say it was me.

Why would she do that?

'Because she brought it on herself'

'and she knows it.'

"Please, daddy. Take me to work."

"Please, daddy. Take me to lunch."

'How many times did the
poor man have to say no?'

How bad did she have to make
him feel before he finally snapped?

- I mean, what did she expect?
- So it was him.

'No. No, it was her.'

It was her. She brought it on herself.

In the morning, before Lester went to court

and you didn't call
911 until the afternoon?

What the hell were you thinking, Jan?

You're walking around in your
apartment, you're pretending

like your daughter isn't laying
unconscious on the floor?

- You don't understand.
- You're damn right.

- I don't understand. - Look.

This is all part of her plan.

Ever since the day Lester brought her home

she's wanted me out of the picture.

What do you mean, he brought her home?

We were so happy.

And then one day, he
shows up with this baby.

He brings her into our home.

And things were never the same again.

Never.

She's not even your child?

- They out of donuts downstairs? - No.

We were just getting ready
to take our purse-snatcher

downtown, thought we'd stop by and see

if you got any ID back on those prints.

Hey, the Kreskin brothers. Lab's
gonna be faxing me any minute.

Any more body parts turn up around town?

Not yet, but there will be..

As soon as they start stinkin'.

The only thing I'm not
counting on is the head.

That's the part nobody finds.

Hey, grab it.

- Starting to look good to you?
- What's that?

Detective. We've been
waiting on you a long time, Sul.

I appreciate the thought,
Jelly, but I got other plans.

Yeah? Like what? Zookeeper?

No, like law school.

Get out! You?

- Thanks a lot. - Hey, Sul.

What is it?

Who is it?

You're awfully quiet tonight.

Lot on my mind, I guess.

- Like what? - Do you really wanna know?

Let's get back out there.

- 'Oh-oh! Look out!' - What?

- What did I do? - Have a seat, Bosco.

- Why? - What's going on, guys?

- Bosco.. - What's the matter?

You know that DOA we had earlier?

What about it?

We just got an ID, and, uh...

- And? - It's your brother.

What, he's connected somehow?

- 'No.' - 'Bosco, it's him.'

It's Michael.

Give me that.

This is wrong. This..

'It's wrong.'

You guys are wrong. I'll call him.

Bosco..

Bosco, it's Michael.

I just talked to him yesterday.

I'm sorry, man.

Come on.

You're-you're wrong.

- 'Bosco, hold on. Hold on.'
- 'Leave me alone'

- Bosco, we... - Where
is she? Where is Cruz?

- She's out. - Don't, don't do this now.

- 'What are you doin'?' - 'Bosco.'

You son of a bitch. Come here.

- Bosco, Bosco. - You son of a bitch.

I'll kill you. You killed my brother.

- You told them... -
I'll give you till three...

How did you get a word to them, huh?

- 'Bosco, Bosco.' - How did they know?

- How did they know? - He's insane.

Bosco, let him go.

- You killed my brother. - Oh, my God.

You killed my brother.

I didn't know your brother was dead.

- For what? - Bos.

- For what? - Bosco.

For money? For leverage? For what?

Ugh, this is really awful.

Who gave Lester the baby?

I don't know. I never met the people.

But it was all perfectly
aboveboard and legal.

Lester is a brilliant attorney

and it's not only the affluent he defends.

It's the underprivileged, the downtrodden.

They pay him any way they can.

With a child?

Merchandise, services,
we got our whole apartment

painted for nothing a few years ago.

Jan, someone gave him their child.

He always wanted one.

'And you couldn't have children?'

Well, we had some close calls.

What does that mean?

I caught them in time.

What-what are we talking about? Abortion?

Would you want a daughter with this face?

I mean, even with Lester's
genes, why even take a chance?

What are you doing?

Alright, I'm just gonna put this on you

for your own protection, okay?

- What did I say? - 'Nothing.'

Just pretend Lester's here, okay?

Bitch! You bitch, you bitch. You bitch.

- I can't do this anymore.
- I know, Faith, okay?

But what did she say?

Where is this little girl gonna end up?

She'll be in foster care
for the duration of the trial

and after that, I can't say.

Alright, so if you convict
Lester with Jan's help

then Jan's gonna go free, right?

Then, she could get this little girl back?

Under current state custody laws, sure.

Not that Jan's gonna want that.

Oh, she's gonna want her.

If she thinks this kid can in
anyway bring Lester back to her

once he serves his time,
she's gonna want her.

It's a scary thought.

We cannot let that happen.

You know what that was?
Textbook police brutality.

- Man, was it ever?
- What is he doin' here?

Purse-snatcher, but
we can't find the victim.

- Get him out of here. - 'Let's go.'

No, no, no. He is my witness.

- This is my lawyer. - 'Now, on your feet.'

Get him in the processing cage

find the complainant, or cut him loose.

- This is outrageous. - Hang tough, bro.

- Hang tough. - 'Come on.'

Hey.

What's the matter?

Bosco, what's wrong?

Talk to the boss, Faith.

- Sasha, what's goin' on?
- Uh, Bosco's brother.

What?

Davis and Sully found a dismembered body.

- In a garbage can. - Mikey?

Bosco seems to think his lawyer

ratted him out to the Ecstasy ring.

That son of a bitch,
is he still here? Lester?

Yeah, he-he's waitin' on the DA.

This is adorable. Now it's your turn.

Did you do it? Bosco's brother?

Now, how would I accomplish that? Osmosis?

You've been having to deny
a lot of things lately, Lester.

- Have you been to the hospital?
- You've Jan very well-trained.

Tell me about Rebecca.

She's awake.

Doctors think she's
gonna have a full recovery.

- She is? - So you beat a murder rap?

I wouldn't have stuck anyway.

Who did you get her from?

Excuse me?

Well, as loyal as she is,
Jan hates that little girl's guts.

And she told us about the adoption.

Where did you get her from?

Fine.

Never mind.

So how important is that to you?

The name of the guy that gave me Rebecca?

How much is that information worth?

You trying to strike a
deal with me, Lester?

You drop the charges, I might negotiate.

You want us to come in with you?

- No. - You sure?

- Yeah. - Yeah, well.

Uh, we ain't goin' anywhere.

Thanks.

Maurice, what's the matter?

- Mom.. - What..

Hey, Bosco. It's me.

I, uh..

I don't even know what to say?

I'm just checkin' in on you.

Give me a call. I'm
thinkin' about you, bye.

You're awake.

You haven't been home in two days.

I know.

You got nothin' to say about it?

'It's this little girl.'

And I have to help her. She's being abused.

Huh? Any idea why?

She has these sick, twisted parents, Fred.

- The whole thing is so awful. - No, Faith.

Why do you have to help her?

What makes you have to?

I don't know.

I guess, if it was Emily, I
would want someone to help her.

- Yeah, I guess. - You understand?

We all gotta do what we gotta do.

- Where the hell have you been?
- Where's your mother?

- She doesn't need you. - She called me.

Last I saw you, you were tryin' to collect

some kind of reward for your son.

- You misunderstood. - No, I didn't.

I didn't misunderstand anything.

Well, what does it matter?
Your brother's dead.

- Yeah, because of you, dad.
- Out of my way. What?

You knew exactly what
was going on the whole time.

- You did nothing to stop it.
- And you did.

- At least I tried, dad.
- 'No, no, Don't do this.'

'Don't do this, not now.
Don't fight now, please.'

Oh, God, Anthony. What
did they do to my baby?

Didn't I say, drop all the charges?

That's not gonna happen, Lester.

It's not even a legal adoption.
The state has no such records.

I have those records in my files at home.

Yeah, which you drew up yourself.

I'm qualified to do.

You plead no contest to misdemeanor abuse.

It will cost you six months.

- Yeah, and my daughter. - God willing.

Alright, I'll take the reduced
charges, but no plea.

If he wants to roll the dice,
let him. It will be worth it.

Better be.

- The name? - Morris Burke.

Where do I find him?

The last I heard of Morris Burke

he was in Sing Sing on drug trafficking.

Not my case.

I cut a deal for him on
similar charges years before.

- So he gave you his child?
- Yeah, she was nine months old.

- Where's the mother? - Never met her.

'Alright, counselor, I'll
have a couple of cops'

get you to Central Booking.

Thanks, lieutenant.

It was a pleasure doing business with you.

Go kill yourself.

- She ran the light. - Is anything broken?

- You know your lungs are okay.
- Yeah, no kidding.

Still with the bad Chinese?

No, now I have a throbbing headache.

Yeah, obviously stress related.

Grace, can I talk to you for a minute?

Look, I-I respect how much
you loved your old detail

but we aren't any country club.

Yeah, okay.

Don't walk away from me.

Come here.

- You know what? - Hmm?

None of us were born
the day that you got here.

You don't know anything about us.

You have no idea how many calls we take

how many lives we've saved and lost

how many bullets we've
ducked, no matter how minor

you manage to make it all sound.

I don't care whether you came
from Bed-Stuy or Baghdad.

You're not gonna minimize
my experience here

just because it's not yours,
so you either learn to respect us

the way that we respect you..

Or just keep your mouth
shut until clawed your way back

to that war zone where you'd rather be.

You got that?

Guy's got stones.

There's nothin'. No record
of Morris Burke at Sing Sing.

Yeah, I know why, he died a
month ago of a heart attack.

No way. You think Lester knew?

Yeah, of course, Lester knew.

But there's no way to verify

Morris was the one who
even gave him the kid.

Well, even if he did, Lester
chose to ignore that the baby

didn't even remotely
resemble the supposed father.

- Morris was African-American.
- So maybe the kid was biracial?

Yeah, maybe, but I still think
we should check the database.

'You don't got computers downstairs?'

We're checking missing persons

and child abductions from seven years ago.

'You cut a deal?'

That slimy jag-off, you let him walk.

Bosco, nobody is letting him walk.

He killed my brother.

Yeah, but do we know that for sure?

Are you people insane, he was representing

the same guys Mikey was ratting out.

Well, if he ratted out Mikey,
then we'll get him back.

We only cut him a deal
on-on the abuse case.

In exchange for what?

- This little girl.
- Bosco, it's complicated.

We're just tryin' to find
her real parents, okay?

Of course, you are.

- Save the world. - What?

What? Something good
can't come out of this?

- Like what? What good? - Something.

Anything. I mean, is that too much to ask?

That out of this horror
show that is so incredibly

demoralizing, and
dehumanizing, and disgusting.

'I mean, is it too much to ask
that may be just something'

decent can come from this? I
don't know. Something, anything?

What are you lookin' at?

If it wasn't Lester, it was you.

Yeah, it was you.

- I'm sorry. - What? Wha..

You're sorry? You?

I told you about what
happened. I told you to slow down.

But you didn't care about Mikey.

You didn't care what would happen to him.

None of you cared!

Look, I honestly don't think
that those guys suspect him.

Really? Honestly, and how
the hell would you know?

I don't know.

No, you don't, but you should.

You're no better than a criminal yourself.

- You don't get to cry. - We...

You don't get to cry.

We will find who did this, Bosco.

I promise you, okay?

And your brother will have justice.

Justice!

Is that what he'll have?

This is her.

'She was stolen.'

Now this is much more appropriate.

As soon as my paperwork
goes through, I'm headed home.

Well, enjoy it while you can.

Hey, listen, I hope you're
not here wanting more.

If Morris Burke can't help you,
I'm sorry. It's not my problem.

No, he was very helpful.
We found Rebecca's mother.

- No, you didn't. - 'Yeah, we did.'

And Child Services is gonna
help in her rehabilitation.

And they're gonna
reintroduce Rebecca's mom.

Where did you find her?

Oh there's not a deal in the world

that would make me tell you that.

But I will tell you this.

You're never gonna
hurt that little girl again.

And I'll tell you for the last time

I did not cause those injuries.

I know, she and Jan are very clumsy.

Do you think it's easy, officer, huh?

For your information,
that little, sweet Rebecca

has been a handful ever since
I got her, whining and crying.

- Yeah, for her real mother.
- That is my only failing.

That I didn't give her a
mother worth a damn.

A pathetic excuse for a human being.

That woman is a waste of flesh and bone.

Constantly having to be led by the nose.

'Frankly, I was getting exhausted.'

So, thank you. You did me a favor.

Sending little Rebecca
back to whatever trailer park

she comes from. Good job.

Hey, guys.

Child abuser.

That made my day. Hell, my week.

Yeah, that didn't suck, huh?

Hey, you know, do you wanna, uh..

Do you wanna go celebrate?
Maybe have some dinner?

- Have a drink or something?
- Oh, no, thanks.

I'm, uh, I'm gonna go home,
and see my own family.

How are they doin'?

This morning, I, I couldn't explain to Fred

why I needed to do this, you know why

helping that girl meant so much to me.

I bet you know now.

It's really about making
a difference, isn't it?

I mean, it's a cliche for a reason.

You try, and you fail, and
you get kicked to the ground

and you lose so many times,
and then you have that one win.

You get that one taste of that happy ending

and you learn, you know, that

you really can make a bad thing right.

And then all the losses, you
know, they don't hurt so much.

Yeah, that's the feeling, alright.

Now, if I could just explain that to Fred.

There they are.

That will make a bad day better, huh?

Oh man, it was amazing.

You should have seen this woman's face.

- I wish I had. - Goodnight, guys.

- Way to go, Faith. - Good job.

So what happened to
our purse-snatcher, huh?

- Well, I had to cut him loose. - You did?

Yeah, there was no victim.
No one ever claimed the purse.

Then who made the 911 call?

- You did well. - Thank you, Mr. Mann.

And you actually saw the cop
learn of his brother's death?

Witnessed the whole thing with my own eyes.

He even saw the body. What was left of it.

- And he suffered? Boscorelli?
- 'He still is, sir.'

If you saw the way he
went after this lawyer guy..

Trust me, sir. He was cryin'.

Good.

He's gonna cry a lot more before he dies.

Fred?