Third Watch (1999–2005): Season 5, Episode 22 - Monsters - full transcript

Previously on "Third Watch."

- And I'm no newbie.
- 'Carlos Nieto, Grace Foster.'

Is your partner alright?

She gets crazy when it's kids.

You're awake.

You haven't been home in two days.

I know.

You got nothin' to say about it?

I have to help her.

What makes you have to?

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



Yeah, I guess.

Fred?

Understand?

We gotta do what we gotta do.

Your brother Michael, he got this new brand

of Ecstasy tab he wants on the market.

It is sent into this country
so many different ways

that some of it just has to get through.

'So who runs it, once it gets here?'

'This particular brand, Donald Mann.'

- Who's this?
- 'That's Joey Mann, the son.'

You both need to be careful.

Donald Mann is a dangerous guy.

He's gonna wanna know who's responsible



for his son's death. Keep your eyes open.

We got six under for
possession and sales of narcotics.

Don't tell me these are
all dolphin Ecstasy guys

off Mikey's info. Slow down.

Your brother knew the
risk going into this, okay?

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

- Sul? - 'Oh, man. What is that?'

'You know that DOA we had earlier?'

- We just got an ID, and, uh.. - And?

It's your brother.

- Where's she? Where's Cruz? - Bosco..

You don't get to cry!

We will find who did this, Bosco.

I promise you, okay?

- 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.

You killed my brother. For what?

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

- And he suffered? - Trust me, sir.

- He was crying. - Good.

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

'Mr. Mann..'

the cop is here.

Thank you.

Why are you doing this?

I'm not gonna explain to you again.

You haven't even explained it to me once.

Oh, come on.

Look, I know that..

I know that you're mad at me?

- I'm not mad. - What is it? The job?

Stop it.

Fred, you just can't up and leave.

Fine. This is all out of the blue.

Does that make you feel better?
Is that what you want me to say?

I want you and the kids to come home.

No.

Fred, hear me out, okay?

I want you to understand
why I need to do this job.

Do you remember that-that girl

that little girl that was being abused?

She was a missing child

and the people that were abusing her

weren't even her real parents.

And... I helped her to become
reunited with her real family.

Nobody else even looked.

No one cared.

I mean, I went through the computer files

and looked at all the missing reports.

And I wasn't gonna rest until
I found that little girl's family.

That's the point, Fred.

I'm not doing this

because I'm tryin' to prove to the city

that they were wrong about
me or because I'm worried

about Cruz knocking me out of the box.

I'm doin' this because I can help people.

Defenseless people like that little girl.

True victims.

And I can make it better for them.

And what would you expect me to do?

- Turn my back on them? - Like you did us?

I never turned my back on you.

I asked you not to go back.

I was worried about you.

The kids... were worried about you.

I know.

I'm fine.

And I'm good at my job.

I just need, I just need to
spend more time with you.

I'm tryin to

tryin' to balance this, Fred,
you know, but I can do it.

I can be a good wife and a good mom

and still be a good cop.

We're a team.

I love you so much. We've
been together forever.

- We... - I met someone.

- What? - I met someone.

Someone?

You son of a bitch.

You son of a bitch.

- You son of a bitch. - Stop it.

Everything alright here?

Yeah.

Everything is alright.

'You think we left enough
time for the visitation?'

Maurice.

What?

I don't think we left enough
time for the visitation.

What? What do you mean?

We only have tomorrow.

What if people don't have enough time

to pay their respects in one day?

There's enough time, ma.

I think we should put
the ceremony off one day.

Can't. Everything's set up.

Your father's sister Francine

is comin' all the way in from Canarsie.

She's stayin' in the city tonight.

I got her a room, remember?

Still, I think we should put
the ceremony off for one day.

Come here.

It's the right time.

It is okay.

It's time.

I'll be right back.

What?

Um... this is sancocho.

It's a.. My mother used to make it.

It's like, um, stew.

Uh, it's k-kind of a tradition

a... condolence.

Um, I'm not really a cook

but it tastes about right. So..

How did you get my mother's address?

I'm a cop, right? I, uh, investigated.

You're investigating my mother?

No, I..

Uh... that was a joke.

Actually, Monroe, she told me.

So I just wanted to-to
drop this... for your mother.

- I'm really sorry about your... - Goodbye.

Goodbye.

What's that?

Nothin'.

This is everyone that was
there when my son was killed.

'Your payment.'

Alright, take it and leave.

Besides Boscorelli

Yokas and Cruz of the 55th

Sergeant Wynn and Dombrowski of Narcotics..

I want them all dead
before they put my Joey

in the ground tomorrow.

Yes, sir.

Got a couple of witnesses
I got to interview uptown

then surprise, one of your
RMPs is blocking me in.

Why is it so hard for..

Something wrong?

Is that a new suit?

- Yeah. - You're wearing a new suit?

So?

Looks expensive.

You don't think I can afford a suit?

No, I didn't think you had the taste.

Usually I get my Johnson
yanked 'cause I look bad.

Now, I'm getting it because I look good?

I never said you looked good.

Ha ha ha. Take your show on the road.

Jokin' lieutenant.

- Hey, Jelly. - Get out of my way.

- What's wrong with him?
- He's got no sense of hum..

Hey. Look, who's back.

- How's the ankle, Glen?
- Ready to go, boss.

Yeah, you better be.

I don't wanna hear no
whining about how it hurts.

Just in time. I, uh, I
got a tip this morning.

Two guys sitting on top of a big
shipment of monkey face Ecstasy

in an apartment on a 108th.

How big?

Big.

Get your gear. We're
leavin' in ten minutes.

- Hey, sarge. - Yeah.

Okay if I beg off this raid?

- What? - I'm gonna go to the wake.

- Bosco's brother? - Yeah.

I worked with Bosco a couple
times when I was in uniform.

Gonna leave your partner hanging?

- My partner? - Glen's back.

- He is? - Yeah. He's gettin' his gear.

He wasn't supposed to
be back until next week.

Yeah, well, I guess he's
dedicated to the mission.

Unlike some people I know.

Go. We'll be fine.

Maybe you should just
call this one off, huh?

Go to the wake too.

First of all, most of the Third Watch

is gonna be there.

Somebody's got to stay
back and watch the shop.

Second, I don't call a raid like
this off for anyone or anything.

Third, I wasn't invited.

You don't need to be invited.

You go.

Represent Anti-Crime.

Let's go.

Oh, come on.

Hey. Right next to my locker.

Getting adjusted alright, Grace?

I'm supremely adaptable.

You, uh, riding with Kim again today?

That's the plan.

I was thinking that it would

probably help you to switch it up some.

- Is that so? - Vary the experience.

Watching Carlos scream
at other drivers all night

can really help your resume.

They're idiots.

Look, all I wanna do is work.

No, no. Me too. I'm
about the job. That's me.

- What? I'm not? - I didn't say anything?

How long can they be out on assignment?

- Who? - Rescue Four.

'I've been calling them for three hours.'

Bed-Stuy, they could be there all night.

Who do you know at Rescue Four?

Jimmy Doherty.

New lieu. Hot stuff.

- You ready to hit the streets? - Yup.

Kim, we were just talking about, um

switching up the partnerships tonight, so..

- No. - But Grace and I would...

No. Let's go.

You were that close.

Yeah. I don't think you
were really all that close.

Chippin' away.

Uh-huh.

Wynn, Narcotics.

What?

Yeah, pier 111.

I got it.

Are you sure?

Listen, I..

Dombrowski, call Judge
Halsted, then round up the team.

We're going down to the piers.

I have got you now, you son of a bitch.

'He had a nightmare when he was five.'

A monster was chasing him.

I said there was no such thing.

He fell asleep in my arms.

I held him there looking down at his face.

I fell in love with him that night.

Well, that's a happy memory.

That's the night I fell
in love with my son.

I lied to him.

Sir?

There are monsters.

I told you to wait for me.

I wanted to..

I don't want you to be alone.

Michael was alone.

I should've gotten a... more expensive..

It's the right one, ma.

'It's just right.'

'Your precinct sent'

'a very beautiful arrangement.'

Yeah, they're nice.

Michael would've loved them.

Flowers from the police.

He would have got a kick out of that.

We should open the doors, ma.

No.

Can we wait a few minutes?

Mom.

Please.

Alright. Let's sit down.

Let me talk to her.

If you don't let me talk to her

I'm driving this car, right into the river.

How do I know you didn't already kill her?

Mann said.

You think I trust that son of a bitch?

"Mann said?"

Let me talk to her.

Alright.

Alright, I'll do it.

I'll do it, you'll let her go, right?

Right?

She never did anything to nobody.

You'll let her go, right?

- Hey. - 'Hey, Sul.'

- Hi. - You guys ready for this?

Are you ever really ready?

I guess not.

I hate these places, man.

No kiddin'.

- Hey, Faith. - Hey.

- Have you guys been in yet?
- Just got here.

Fred's not coming?

- What? - No Fred?

No. No Fred.

God, when does anything
ever happen around here?

Oh, haven't you been doing
this long enough to know

you don't say things like that?

Are you not bored?

Just try and enjoy the down time.

Are you kidding me? I am
gonna jump out of my skin.

Oh, I'm sorry, Grace, you
want me to run someone over

so you can go out and patch them up?

You'd have to hit them pretty good

for it to be interesting.

It was a joke.

Sometimes it's hard to tell with you.

Well, everyone at the 68 knew.

You're not there anymore.

Yeah, don't remind me.

That's getting really old, Grace.

I'll try to be more fresh and exciting.

Just try and be quiet.

You have any kids?

Thought I was supposed to be quiet.

Do you?

No. Why?

Just curious.

You ever pull that stick out of your ass?

Excuse me?

Just curious.

I should've worked with Carlos today.

Why do you do that?

I didn't get a chance to eat today.

No, make me look bad.

When did I make you look bad?

"Watching Carlos yell at other drivers

is good for your resume?"

- Oh, come on. - Ha ha ha. What?

What? You-you jealous or something?

'Huh?'

You have to be kidding me.

You only do it when
I'm about to lay my rap.

- "Lay your rap?" - Yeah.

I'm about to get it and there you are

with some stupid comment.

You know what? You're right.

That's what keeps Grace

from jumping all over you.

So stop it, alright?

No way is it that, uh, stupid haircut

or the disgusting way you lick your lips

when you're talking to her
or the way you never look

any higher than her
chest or lower than her ass

or just your general creepiness

whenever you get around any women.

That slimy look you get
in your eyes like we're all

just hunks of meat in a deli display case

and you haven't eaten in years?

That is all very attractive.

In fact, I am sure

that you're the man

Grace Foster has been
looking for all her life.

I don't have a stupid haircut.

Yes. Thank you so much.

That's the father.

Yeah, poor guy.

Hey, is it true he tried to
get a reward for turning..

What?

Not here.

You're right. I'm sorry. Alright.

I'm gonna take my sister back to the hotel.

Already? Why?

You know Fran. She's a basket case.

'You want me to talk to her?'

No. I'll be back in half an hour.

Okay.

- You need anything?
- Yeah, I need him back.

'I know, Rose.'

Aunt Fran's waiting.

Let's not do this today, Maurice, okay?

I'll be back.

'God our creator'

'the death of our beloved Joseph'

'recalls our human condition'

and the brevity of our lives on earth.

But for those who believe in your love

death is not the end.

Nor does it destroy the bonds
that you forge in our lives.

We share the faith

of your Son's disciples

and the hope of the children of God.

Bring the light of Christ's resurrection

to this time of testing and pain

as we pray for Joseph
and for those who love him

'through Christ our Lord.'

'Amen.'

The Lord is my shepherd.

I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.

He leadeth me beside still water.

He restoreth my soul.

He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness

for his name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley

of the shadow of death

I will fear no evil

for thou art with me.

Thy rod and thy staff comfort me.

Thou preparest a table before me

in the presence of mine enemies.

Thou anointest my head with oil.

My cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me

all the days of my life.

'And I will dwell in the
house of the Lord forever.'

You crazy..

You son of a bitch.

- Are you crazy? - I couldn't do it.

- I couldn't.. - What? Are you crazy?

Yeah, we need them on a rush.

Just hang tight, Sul.
We got buses on the way.

God, you got a cut on
your head. Don't move.

- A cut? - Don't mess with it.

- 'Don't mess with it.'
- 'It's not that bad.'

- What the hell happened? - It was a car.

- A car? - Yeah.

A car came through the building.

I got hit by a car inside?

- They're gonna kill her.
- What're you talkin' about?

I got a bomb!

Come on, come on, come on.

Come on.

Yeah.

Hi, this is Kim Zambrano
from the five-five.

Can I talk to Lieutenant Doherty, please?

- Thank God. - Yeah. Yeah, I'll wait.

'Adam 553'

'we have an MVA with multiple injuries.'

'A car into a funeral home during wake.'

Kim, got to go.

Oh, you have got to be kidding me.

Mass casualties. A car
drove into a funeral home.

- What? - During a wake. Let's go.

- Ugh. - Come on.

Five-five sergeant to central.

I'm at the building at 108th and West End.

There was an explosion, I need
ambulances and fire forthwith.

'Copy that, five-five sergeant.'

'Hang on, Sul. We got buses coming.'

There's a bomb! Get out!

Did he just say bomb?

Hold on. Hold on. What's going on?

The car has a bomb in it.

- Get him outta here.
- 'Get him out of here.'

- Come on, Sully. - Easy.

- Alright. - You're gonna let this go.

- Let it go. Alright, you can.
- I can't. I can't.

- I can't. - Bos, what's goin' on?

You gonna let this go. Let it go.

- You don't understand. - Let it go.

They're gonna kill my wife!

- Bosco. - I'm a cop. Okay?

- Bosco? - We'll help your wife.

She never did anything to nobody.

- We'll help your wife. - Bosco?

- Take care of my wife.
- It's gonna be alright.

I need you to let this go.

Let it go.

- Let it go. - Come on, man.

It's alright. Let it go.

You did it.

Davis, get him outside
and sit on him for me.

Let's go.

They'll murder my wife.

What else you got on you?

There was an explosion.
You gotta go inside.

Alright. Fire will get them out.

No, no, no. You, you need...

Listen to me. Fire will get them.

Come here.

'Are you alright?'

Grab me, uh, some multi-traumas.

Right here. Right here.

Get that open.

Bosco?

- Bosco. I'm so sorry.
- We gotta get her out of here.

I was just taking her
outside to get some air.

We gotta get her up. Faith,
you have to stay with me.

There's a bomb in the car.

- What? - There's a bomb in this car.

- We've to get her out of here.
- Bosco, we can't get her out.

We have to get her out...

We can't because her arm
is stuck under the wheel.

- 'Monroe?' - It's Bosco's brother's wake.

A car drove straight through the front.

- There's other people inside.
- I can wait.

Alright, well, take him
to the back of the bus.

Let me assess the situation

then I'll come check him out.

Hey, Kim.

- There's a bomb in there. - What?

The people that ran out said

there's a bomb in the car.

A bomb?

Are there still injured inside?

Bosco's in there.

Maybe Yokas. I don't know.

I didn't see Bosco's mom.

Alright.

Grace, wait.

What?

- I can't. - Can't?

- I can't go in there. - What do you mean?

You know what? Forget it.

Triage out here.

What are you doing?

My mother's arms.

'It's pinned underneath the wheel here.'

- The wheel's on its rim. - So?

So if you roll it, you'll
probably cut her arm off.

You need to lift it off of her.

There's a bomb inside this car.

So?

So maybe you shouldn't be in here.

She's hurt, isn't she?

That's probably the squad.

I'm gonna go out and
see if they can come in.

Maybe they can lift the car off.

You need any help?

How long has she been like this?

- What do you mean? - In this position.

Five minutes, I guess, why?

Because she isn't breathing.

Oh, mom. Come on, mom.

Come on, mom.

Like this. Come here.

Don't let her neck move,
I can't get a collar on

without a couple of breaths.

Popoff's blowing, no air's
going in. Let me have her.

No breath at jaw thrust.

- Hand me the laryngoscope. - What?

It's a shoehorn-metal looking thing.

It's in the right side of the bag.

I'm gonna intubate her.

- This? - Yeah.

Hand that down. Put your hands back on.

Hold inline traction.

Don't worry, honey, I'll be very gentle.

- Dammit! - What?

I can't get it in, something's blocking it.

You know what?

Let's see..

No, it's her neck. Swelling
and subq emphysema.

- There must be an injury.
- How bad an injury?

Well, right now it's killing her.

Can you do something?

Please?

Yeah.

Alright.

Grab me some alcohol
pads out of that front pocket.

Alright.

Now, I need you to..

- Make a fist. - Okay.

You should put it up underneath her.

Right underneath her shoulders.

I need her throat more exposed.

Alright. How's that?

Good.

Alright.

Sternal notch..

To thyroid.

Thyroid midway to..

This should be the thyroid cartilage.

Should be?

No, this is it.

Hey, are-are you supposed to be doing this?

Not really.

Alright.

I think I got it.

Hand me that plastic
tubing and an ambu bag.

We need to pick the car up,
so we can get her arm out.

- Bomb squad's on the way.
- We gotta get her out of here.

We need to do this careful and quick.

Give me a second.

- Come on, come on. - What are you doing?

I just need a second. Pump the bag.

Do it again.

That's good. I hear breath sounds.

Alright, we should be okay
if we don't jostle too much.

Ready? On one, two, three.

Three dead here, boss.

Yeah. Sergeant Wynn is one.

And Dombrowski. And a loading dock guy.

Nah. All I got here is a
half burnt up search warrant.

Looks like it was issued by Judge Haldsted.

Can't even make out
what they were lookin' for.

Right.

One of the Narcotic
guys is still hangin' on.

I'm gonna follow the ambulance to Mercy.

I'll keep you posted.

Ain't a piece of her left.

What the hell?

Cocoa.

The container's full of this stuff.

Cocoa?

It's a new damn suit!

You gotta be kiddin' me!

Thirty five-year-old
male from the explosion.

Caught most of it in his back.

He's got partial thickness
burns to his back, arms and legs.

LOC at the scene. GCS is now 12.

BP is 100/70, pulse is 126.

Resps 22. He's got 10
mgs of morphine on board

and three liters of saline wide open.

Fifty three-year-old
female struck by a car.

Crepitus and possible
step-off deformity of the neck.

Intubated at scene. LOC and
non-responsive times 17 minutes.

GCS four. BP's 98/68, pulse 106.

Trauma Two.

I'll-I'll start the paperwork.

We need some assistance out here.

- Am I still pretty? - Oh, Sully.

'Type and cross for six units,
get the burn fellow on call'

down here immediately
and I need you to step back.

- He's one of my guys. - I need room.

- Mary. Mary.
- Just came back to work today.

We're taking care of him.

Why don't you come on with me, sweetie?

Let's go.

'Let us work on her, Bos.'

- She's gotta be okay, Ginny.
- She will be.

What are you doin' here?

I don't know. Someone drove
a bomb into my brother's wake.

What are you doin' here?

Someone blew up a building we were raiding.

What?

That's quite a coincidence, huh?

Who sent you? Huh?

- Not now, not now. - I had to!

Someone blew up the Anti-Crime team too.

- What? - You involved in that too? Mm?

Let me talk to you, let me talk to you.

Just hold on, hold on, hold on!

Hey, hey, hey! Let me
talk to you, let me talk.

Take him in for treatment, please.

Take it easy. Look, I
was talking to this guy.

I think they really do have his wife.

- Who does, alright? - I don't know.

Some, uh, a drug dealer. Donald Mann.

- Donald Mann? - That's Joey Mann's father.

- 'Anyone know how it happened?'
- 'Cruz said it was a bomb.'

- What's the matter with you?
- Ask your supervisor.

Nothing in our orders says we have to go

into something like that
before it's made safe.

Made safe?

If we get hurt

how does that help anyone?

If we're afraid to go where the injured are

how does that help anyone?

- Whoa. What the hell happened?
- I think we should leave.

- Yeah, right. - 'I was not afraid.'

Looked like it to me.

If it was just me, I'd have
been right next to you.

- What does that mean? - I wasn't afraid.

Whatever.

I said I couldn't go in, not
that I didn't want to go in.

You couldn't go in where?

We had injured in a funeral home.

There was a car with a bomb in it

and she left me alone to go inside.

- Well, you didn't have to. - It's my job.

I've never known Kim
to be afraid of anything.

I wasn't afraid.

Well, if you were, it's okay.

I'm pregnant!

Congratulations.

She could have said something.

Yeah, you really don't give anyone a chance

to say anything, do you?

How's that?

- Intubated? - Excuse me?

You said you intubated
that patient on the scene?

- I did. - You did a tracheotomy?

Yeah. Her neck was swollen closed.

- I don't give damn! - She was dying!

So perform a surgical procedure.

Look, she wasn't
breathing, there was a bomb.

I had to make a snap decision.

It's my decision.

I'm gonna make sure you
never work on the street again.

You got that? Never!

Yeah.

Hey, you know, for what it's worth

I agree with you.

Chippin' away.

Mr. Mann?

Is my plane ready?

Sir, uh..

There's a... a problem.

'The bomb at the piers..'

we got both of the Narcotics cops.

Wynn and Dombrowski.

'Apparently there aren't even bodies left.'

That doesn't sound like much of a problem.

No, sir.

What is the problem?

The other cops.

Cruz. At the raid.

I understand she survived.

And the funeral home, our, uh, agent..

Either the bomb didn't go off

or the driver never hit the button.

Our agent?

We used a man who owes us a lot of money.

Offered him a chance to
earn his family a better life

by driving a car bomb into the wake.

We couldn't get into the
funeral home last night

to set it ourselves.
There was... no other way.

So the police now have a witness.

A living person to tie us to this.

Your name was never mentioned.

Where are they?

- Sir? - Where are they now?

Uh... well, the last
information I had was that

they were all at the hospital.

Mercy Hospital.

Tried to kill us all at the same time.

Son of a bitch.

Hey.

I was just talkin' to Jelly.

Laura Wynn was killed.

Explosion down on the docks.

- This is war. - What's goin' on?

Who is this guy?

We were in a car pursuit
last week with his son.

He went under a truck
and he was decapitated.

Mikey.

You think he killed my brother?

He would've known where to find him.

How about that son of a bitch with the car?

He know anything?

I doubt it. He's pretty
much a victim here too.

Son of a bitch. Hurt my
whole team trying to get to me.

- Except Yoshi. - Yoshi's alright?

Yoshi didn't get hurt at the wake.

I-I don't remember
seeing Yoshi at the wake.

No, me neither.

- Yoshi wasn't... - Oh,
who cares about Yoshi?

What are we gonna do
about this son of a bitch Mann?

That's what I wanna know.

We're gonna be smart.

'We're gonna find out all
the information that Laura had'

on him, we're gonna
start locking people up'

one by one until someone gives him to us.

You don't go to war with the
New York City Police Department.

Hey, guys.