03x14 - The Solomon Papers

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[Instrumental music]

♪ Sexy sexy sexy

♪ who do you

♪ girl who do you belong to?

♪ My point of view is

♪ girl I think you're hot

♪ if we talked

♪ what words could I describe?

♪ There's no dictionary book

♪ to explain how you look

♪ girl I think you're so...

♪ Sexy sexy sexy

♪ cold-blooded

♪ the way you walk

♪ sexy

♪ the way you talk baby

♪ sexy

♪ mama you're too cool for me

♪ sexy

♪ thank you babe

♪ who are you?

♪ You look like a movie star

♪ yeah what's your
name and number? ♪

♪ Is it true

♪ that you think you're hot?

♪ Cold-blooded

♪ what more can I say baby?

♪ Sexy sexy sexy

♪ cold-blooded

♪ the way you walk

♪ sexy sexy sexy

♪ cold-blooded ♪

Freeze!

[Theme music]

Listen, I'm going to meet
you up there, alright?

Hey. What happened?

You alright?

Listen, if you're gonna call
the hospital, I already checked.

The baby's out, and the
mother's still in surgery.

- Damn.
- Look, you did your job, j.C.

I messed up is what I did.

Look, she was cooking
crack and probably using.

And I shot an unarmed
pregnant woman.

There's no way
to make that right.

If you want to blame somebody

you're going to have
to meet her halfway.

- Alright?
- Yeah.

Don't you have a court
date or something?

Yeah, I do, so I'm gonna to go
take the stand and dazzle them.

- Do your thing, man.
- Stay up.

- I want a lawyer.
- For what?

We haven't charged
you with anything yet.

What game you playing here?

I don't know. You call
it. Let's make a deal.

Forget it.

A lawyer now.

He wants a lawyer.
I told him that, uh...

He's not under arrest yet.

Want to take a little break?

Sure.

Williams: Now, who
sold you the coke?

- What coke?
- Come on, man.

Don't... don't waste
my time, okay?

Now, I don't even care
about your stupid a*s.

I want to know
who your supplier is.

Is it Freddie James?

- Go to hell.
- Yo, sweaty

you don't get it, do you?

Possession, intent to sell...

Now, you're looking
at 20 years right there.

Yeah? What you get for
sh**ting a pregnant woman?

[Chuckling]

Look at you, man.

You little b*tch.

You know what I'm
going to do with you, man?

I ain't going to do nothing.

No jail, no charges, nada.

Why?

What do you suppose

James is going to
think when he sees you

running around with no worries?

Hmm?

Williams: Simon rolled
on Freddie James.

That b*stard,
we finally got him.

Cooper: Yeah, well, don't get
ahead of yourself, detective.

When I worked narcotics,
James was a big fish...

The one that kept on
getting away. Not this time.

Do we set up the buy?

Yeah, if Simon will cooperate.

I guess we have
no choice, right?

Freddie James controls
half the crack in Harlem.

He didn't get there
by being stupid.

Let's not let him
slip away, alright.

- Yes, ma'am.
- Williams.

I need to talk to you a second.

Just so you know, I
spoke to the duty captain

about the sh**ting.

You're not going to have
a problem with the review.

- Thank you.
- Okay.

What's up with
all this security?

I heard you got popped.

Who me?

I don't know nothing
about no drugs.

Okay, so everybody just
wait. Hold your position, okay?

Why not? You fronted me before.

I need at least a key. Come on.

So, now you need
some supplies, what?

Yeah. You can't bake
bread without dough.

Say, five keys.

[Laughing]

You trying to burn
me, you little b*stard?

Yo, Freddie.

Alright, listen up, fellas.

Something is not right.

Hold your position.

Look, I got the money. I
got people waiting on me.

I'll tell you what.

- You got one shot to live.
- No, Freddie, no.

- Do it!
- Not like this!

- Move!
- What are you doing?

No, Freddie! [g*nshots]

On the ground. On the ground.

Come on, turn. Come on.

Open this thing up.

Damn it!

Let's get this party
started, alright?

Sure thing, my man.

I'm going to waive
counsel right now.

'Cause you haven't got anything.

You sure about that?

You sent an amateur
to entrap me?

So he panicked and pulled
his g*n and I pulled mine.

I had to sh**t him.

Self-defense.

He pulled out an
unloaded weapon.

Like I said, he was an amateur.

The problem with that is

we know Simon was unarmed

when we sent him in.

All I know is that he
pulled a g*n on me.

Well, you know that, my man

because you gave it to him.

- Prove it.
- I saw you, my man.

Me, too and, uh, I think...

- Moreno saw it, too, right?
- You're lying.

Well, now, who do you think
the jury's going to believe?

Three upstanding detectives?

Or one lowlife drug dealer?

You can't do that.

Oh, I cansend you upstate

for 25 years pushing weights.

Trying to get rid of that
little chicken chest of yours.

Oh, yeah. Get yourself
real big sexy chest.

- You meant to love that.
- Well, wait up.

Say, I were to... cooperate.
What are you offering?

Now, that's what I like to
hear... cooperation, yeah.

Check this out, my man.

Now, you tell us who the hell
is bringing this cocaine up here

and then, I think we'll be able
to work something out for you.

I want immunity and
witness protection.

Excuse me, detectives.
Sorry to interrupt.

I'm Ron Lathan
Mr. James' attorney.

What are you doing here?

I'm saving you, Freddie.

Now, gentlemen,
if you'll excuse us.

What did you say your name is?

I'm Ron Lathan, and
this interview is over.

[Coughs]

Ron Lathan.

Hey, are they still...
Oh, never mind.

So what happened?

Oh, yeah. He's ready to sing.

I called for a warrant on
his residence and business.

- Should I cancel?
- No. Leave it, just in case.

You got it. Oh, listen.
The hospital just called.

The mother's going to make it.

Good.

♪ My cipher keeps movin'
like a rollin' stone... ♪

♪ Oh no no no oh ohh ♪

Cooper: What's going on?

John: I bought this with my...
- What's going on?

- I bought this shirt myself...
- What's going on?

Dad gave me this shirt, and now

this idiot's getting
it all sweaty.

- Shut up.
- Meghan!

- b*tch.
- Whoa. No. No.

Meghan, go up to your room
for a few minutes, please.

Stop it. Go ahead.

Now, I don't care what
that argument was about

but if I ever hear that word
come out of your mouth

towards your sister
again, you're going to get it.

Oh, yeah? Get it from who, huh?

Dad? We know
he's not coming back.

Why would you say that?

'Cause maybe I
don't believe he's

working too late and can't
come home every night.

I can't hear you with your
hand in front of your mouth.

Maybe I don't believe
that he's working too late

to come home every night.

He walked out on us, didn't he?

No, he didn't. No, John. Now,
don't worry about anything.

Why don't you go upstairs
and talk to your sister?

You know how she gets, alright.

Please tell her you're sorry
and give her the shirt back.

You understand?

Williams: How's she doing?

There's some nerve damage,
but she's going to make it.

What about the baby?

Little girl's in
high-risk neonatal.

Her lungs were underdeveloped.
Her birth weight's low.

Your textbook example
of a crack-exposed baby.

Man 1: Hey, champ.

Sure hope you're
taking care of the babies.

- Best we can.
- Okay.

That was who I
think it is, isn't it?

He comes by
whenever he's in town.

- How you doing, sister?
- Hey, hanging in there.

It's my baby I'm worried about.

I did the drugs, but she's
doing all the suffering.

Well, now it's time for
you to be strong for her.

Yeah, if it ain't too late.

It's never too late.

Doctor: It'll be years
before all the symptoms

manifest themselves.

Hyperactivity,
aggression, attention span.

They're almost as hard to place
in foster care as A*DS babies.

- What about other family?
- I called child welfare.

Maybe they'll have some luck.

♪ Oh what a day what
a day what a day ♪

♪ the man that knows
something knows that ♪

♪ he knows nothing at all... ♪

Yo, what's up? You
wanted to see me?

Yes, I wanted to see you.

Freddie James posted
bail about ten minutes ago,

cashier's check
for a million, two.

He was ready to deal,
lieu. What happened?

What happened was exactly
what I didn't wanna have happened.

- He slipped away.
- That's unbelievable.

Yeah, it's unbelievable
alright, McNamara.

- Alright.
- Alright.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait a minute.

What the hell do you
think you're doing?

You lost out, cop,
so just let it go.

Excuse me. Didn't
we have a deal?

I'm backing out.

Who in the hell's
behind you, Freddie?

You don't want to know.

- I changed my mind.
- Sorry?

But I want protection.

I'll have to call you back.

- From who?
- My supplier.

I need a name, Freddie.

[Mumbling] What?

CIA.

Central intelligence
agency, huh?

And you thought this
was a viable lead?

You're a piece of
work, McNamara.

Freddie James does not have
a reputation for bitching up.

Now, all of a sudden he's too
scared to walk out the door?

Look, Mac, I could
agree with your little theory

about the CIA, alright,
but the fact of the matter is

Freddie James is a
big-time crack dealer.

Don't you think he had,
maybe, a few enemies?

What I think is that
we shouldn't blow it off.

What else did he say?

We cut him a deal,
he'll give up the farm.

Look, the man's been
busted plenty, no convictions.

Now all of a sudden he's
out on a m*rder charge

before the ink's even dry.

Somebody big is
behind this guy, lieu.

There are a lot of high
rollers in the coke world.

I'd buy that before
I'd buy I spy.

All I'm asking is have
the da talk to him.

See if he can back it up.

Alright, I'll bite this time.

If I get egg on my
face, McNamara

guess whose a*s it's gonna be.

Thanks, lark.

Cooper: Give me
the da's office, please.

- Uh, lieutenant?
Cooper: Hold on.

The woman that I shot,
she regained consciousness.

- Do you mind?
Cooper: No, go ahead.

Lieutenant Cooper from the four.

Get off me! Let me go!

You keep this up, Jackie,
I'll have to sedate you.

You want that?

Why don't you go to
hell, you stupid b*tch.

- Okay, your choice.
- Excuse me, doc.

Can I have a minute
with her, please?

Now, who the hell are you?

My name is detective Williams.

It was my b*llet that hit you.

I came here to tell you
that I'm sorry about that.

You sorry enough to let me go?

- I can't do that.
- I didn't think so.

So why don't you
just go kiss my a*s?

Listen, I understand
how you're feeling.

I know you'd do anything
right now just to get high.

I've done anything to get high.

So what? You think I give a damn

what you think about me?

Forget about me.

- What about your baby?
- What about it?

I didn't want it
in the first place.

I'd like to try something.
Think you could move her?

Where y'all taking me to?

I just want to go
back to my room.

Now... this is your baby.

Now, I want you to look at her.

Lookat her.

Now, you tell this
little child that you don't

give a damn about her.

Say it.

- Moreno, let's go.
- Thanks. What's up?

We got to pick up Freddie
James. The da's waiting

for him in interrogation.

- Hmm.
- What?

You never cease to amaze me.

- All my women say that.
- You really buy James' story?

Don't have a reason not to.

Never figured you for a
conspiracy buff, Tommy.

It's not like the guy said

spaceships were
bringing the stuff in.

- Well, not quite, but...
- Between you and me...

My father's own squad
lied about the way he died

so if you're asking
me if I have a problem

trusting the government
the answer is yes.

Alright, James, showtime.

Hey, come on, get here
now! I need this cell open!

Move it!

You two sound like
a couple of perps.

"I didn't see
anything. I didn't do it."

What are you following me
for? Go back to your posts.

McNamara, how do
you think this happened?

I don't know. The unit was
called away for five minutes.

It must have happened then.

How did he get
a razor in his cell?

- Maybe he didn't.
- What?

Moreno is overseeing
the autopsy as we speak.

Oh, this is such
a waste of time.

No, no, listen,
lieutenant, I really think

this guy was m*rder*d.

You know, McNamara,
I've just about had it

with this conspiracy
nonsense, alright?

I saw with my own eyes,
the man slit his wrists.

Perps can't even keep
their own shoelaces,

let alone sneak a
razor into their cell.

Look, this is a list of
the property seized

from James' apartment.

"Galil, 556".

Right. Israeli-made
military bipod as*ault r*fle.

Yeah, I know what
it is, McNamara.

What's James doing
with this kind of firepower?

I conveniently can't ask him.

Lieutenant, I think I got
something on that r*fle.

Customs seized galil


- They were smuggled.
- You got a name?

Yep. Daniel
renaldo. He's a local.

According to phone records
him and James spoke a lot.

Yeah. McNamara.

Hey. What's up?

Really? Thanks.

That was Nina. The medical
examiner found a fracture

at the base of James' skull...
Apparently the cause of death.

Not the wrists.

He was m*rder*d.

Alright. Come here, McNamara.
Here's what we're going to do.

I want to have Nina
run a background check

on this renaldo guy. Then
you two get to know him.

Then we'll have to track
down Freddie James' lawyer

and see what he
knows. Aright. Let's go.

I'm a security consultant.

James hired me to
train his bodyguards.

What's that accent I
hear, Mr. Renaldo?

[Speaking in foreign language]

I've been working
on it. Nicaragua.

Iran/contra land.

We're more than
just some footnote

to your country's
scandals, detectives.

Yeah, you're also a flyboy route

for cocaine
smuggling, aren't you?

I'm a drug smuggler 'cause
i'm latino? You surprise me.

What are you really
doing here, Mr. Renaldo?

Making a living. Want
to see my green card?

I don't think you need a
card for your expertise.

Smuggling Israeli as*ault r*fles
and running with drug dealers.

You know, that was pretty
good what you did, man.

Dropped the g*n charges,

loss of evidence,

feds had no case, did they?

Yeah. We dig any deeper
what do you think we might find?

I'm sure you'll find nothing.
End of conversation.

Tenga UN buen dia, hombre.

- Ooh, hostility.
- Yeah.

What was that?

It means "have a
nice day" in Spanish.

Nice.

[Knocking] Yeah. Come in.

Inspector reznor.

Uh, is this a friendly visit
or a surprise inspection?

Neither. So let's
get right to it.

Yes, sir.

First item,

the death of one Freddie
James in your precinct.

Yes, sir. I realize...

Not only were your
processing officers

negligent in their
search procedures

but I've been told he
wasn't even under arrest.

- Is that correct, lieutenant?
- Yes, sir.

But the me said
it was a homicide.

I don't think you realize
the implications here.

You've left the city
open to a lawsuit

from Mr. James' family.

Once he entered custody,
he was our responsibility.

He was here on a police matter.

We were trying
to structure a deal.

I'm aware that has nothing to do

with your competence,
or the lack thereof.

Second item...

The feds are very interested

in those confiscated
as*ault r*fles.

- Yes, sir, I see.
- They need your files.

This was originally
their case to begin with

so we're kicking it over.

Sir, you do know
the scope of what

Mr. James was alleging?

I think I do, lieutenant.

All the more reason
to let the feds handle it.

You and your precinct are
under review, lieutenant.

I suggest you tread lightly.

Yes, sir.

- Yeah.
- J.C., any luck?

You're absolutely
sure about this?

Thank you.

Freddie James' lawyer
according to the bar association

doesn't even exist.

- You're kidding me, right?
- No, I'm not kidding.

Boy! Not leaving any
loose ends, are they?

Gentlemen, I need the case file.

Why is that?

Because the feds
are taking it back.

- Excuse me?
- You heard me, McNamara.

It's coming from the top.
That's all you need to know.

Wait a minute, you're
not just going to bend over

on this one, are you?

I'd watch your mouth
if I were you, detective.

- I said it's not my call.
- So what are we supposed to do?

Just behave like none
of this ever happened?

As for your concern, it
never did. Give me the file.

- Lieutenant, wait a minute.
- No, you wait a minute!

We're not having a debate here.

This is an order.

Now, you either
hand over the file

or you hand over your badges.

It's your choice.

Make a decision.

Fine, lieutenant. I guess we
just dreamt the whole thing.

That's right. It's your
wake-up call, McNamara.

Just like that, huh?

♪ Oh my my my

♪ I'm feeling high

♪ my money's gone

♪ I'm all alone

♪ too much to see

♪ the world keeps turning

♪ oh what a day ♪

[Groans]

Hey, hey. Easy, soldier.

You're going to
hurt somebody, man.

- I can't believe this crap.
- What was that?

I said I can't
believe this crap.

Yeah, well, it's
not the first time

I've been kicked off a case.

That makes it
alright, then? Huh?

Oh, yeah, the CIA is
bringing crack into Harlem

and I'm ecstatic about that.

My son can hardly
walk down the street

without being
approached by some dealer

or tripping over a crackhead.

The bottom line is...

Nobody is making
these people do this stuff.

That doesn't mean their
own damn government

should be letting
someone bring the crap in.

You know, I've been on
this force for ten damn years.

Half the arrests that I've
made have been drug-related.

- Hey.
- This is a crock.

I agree.

Whatever. Just
cover for me, alright?

What are you talking
about, cover for you?

I need some more
information on renaldo.

Uh, Mac, you do know

we were taken
off this case, right?

So you do know
you're asking for trouble.

I know. Just... cover
for me, alright? Thanks.

It's your dime. Talk.

I think our marriage
is worth saving, David.

I just need to know if
you feel the same way.

My lawyer is drawing up papers.

Oh.

Well, it's a good
thing we had a chance

to talk about it beforehand.

A lot of things happened
before we talked about it.

Yes, I know,
David, and I'm sorry.

- It wasn't fair...
- Virginia.

I am angry at you but
you didn't have an affair

because things were good
between us. That much I know.

We've been holding on, but I...

I don't know what to.

The kids miss you, David.

Johnny thinks you
walked out on us.

- We should talk to them.
- Yeah.

I'll call before coming over.

I need to take her back, Jackie.

Sorry.

You know, I kept telling
myself I was going to quit.

I let a few hours go by

I'd just say, "next time."

"Next time I'll stop."

If you don't mind
my asking, um...

Where's the father?

Fishkill.

He went in last month.

For what, drug dealing?

Yeah. You know, money was good.

We started partying.

Next thing I know, we got hooked

and so I started
working in that house.

So, what do you think
you're gonna do now?

Try and clean up.

Go to court.

See if they'll let
me keep my baby.

Well, you know you might
need somebody to put in

a good word for you.

Don't you mean you?

Uh, you know, I could
go to court with you

or talk to child welfare.
Whatever you need.

Why the hell would you do that?

I don't know. I think you...

Can change. I mean, I
hope you want to change.

Besides, I feel like I
need to do something.

You only saying that
'cause you shot me.

Otherwise, you
wouldn't give a damn.

No, I dogive a damn

and I am here.

So...

Do you want my help or not?

Yeah.

My court date is the
day after tomorrow.



I'll be there.

♪ Everybody

♪ uhh

♪ know what I'm sayin'?

♪ Check it it's the m-i crooked
letter ain't no one better ♪

♪ when I'm on the microphone
you best to wear your sweater ♪

♪ 'cause I'm cooler than
a polar bear's toenails ♪

♪ oh hell there he go
again talking that shhh ♪

♪ bend corners like I was
a curve I struck a nerve ♪

♪ and now you 'bout to see
this southern player serve ♪

♪ I heard it's not where you
from but where you pay rent ♪

♪ then I heard it's not what you
make but how much you spent ♪

♪ you got me bent like
elbows amongst other things ♪

♪ but I'm not worried
'cause when we stepped up ♪

♪ in the party like a
mouse you scurried so ♪

♪ go get your shine box
and your sack of nickels ♪

♪ it tickles to see you
try to be like Mr. Pickles ♪

♪ daddy fat sax b-i-g b-o-i

♪ it's the same that took
them knuckles to your eye ♪

♪ and I try to warn you not
to test but you don't listen ♪

♪ giving a shout-out to my
uncle Darnell locked up in prison ♪

♪ now throw your
hands in the air ♪

♪ and wave 'em like
you just don't care ♪

♪ and if you like fish and
grits and all that pimp ♪

♪ everybody let me
hear you say o-yea-yer ♪

♪ now throw your
hands in the air ♪

♪ and wave 'em like
you just don't care ♪

♪ and if you like fish and
grits and all that pimp ♪♪

"1-4-97.20 ks to f.J."

F.j.'s got to be Freddie James.

Renaldo was selling him drugs.

"1-8-97. Transfer to
s.W." Who the hell is that?

I don't know yet.

Alright, man, I'm going
to ask you something.

You don't have to
answer if you don't want to.

But where the hell
did you get this?

I copied it from his computer.

You broke into his crib?

- Oh, why not?
- What are you, crazy?

Look, these guys are not
going to play by the rules, right?

So, why the hell should we?

How about because you
could lose your badge?

Did you ever think about that?

You know what else?

You can forget about
this we business.

Alright, j.C., you go ahead
and play social worker

with that crack addict of yours.

In the meantime, I'm going to
do myself some real police work.

- Yeah, suit yourself.
- Good.

But according to this he's
meeting with s.W. Tomorrow.

So, next time your kid
trips over a crackhead,

just remember, you're
either part of the problem

or part of the solution.

You know that was real
low, Mac, even for you.

Well, I got your
attention, though, didn't I?

So, what are you
now? A black panther?

Huh, bro? Power to the people?

I'm more like your, uh...
Average angry white guy.

[Sighing] Let me see that again.

Let's go before I
change my mind again.

- Where are we going?
- To find out who s.W. Is.

♪ And if you like fish and
grits and all that pimp ♪

♪ everybody let me
hear you say o-yea-yer ♪

♪ now throw your
hands in the air ♪

♪ and wave 'em like
you just don't care ♪

♪ and if you like fish and
grits and all that pimp ♪

♪ everybody let me hear
you say o-yea-yer ♪♪

Williams: Uh-huh.
Sun warehouse. S.W.

Gracias, senor renaldo.

Let's go.

[Music continues]

[Suspenseful music]

We got to hurry up.

I want to check that one first.

Don't move.
Hard-headed, aren't you?

Hey, hey. Hey!

You left us no choice, renaldo.

h*! h*! h*! What
the hell is this?

- Who are you?
- Frank Solomon. I'm the owner.

- Who are you?
- Detectives.

They're trespassing.

Frank: Renaldo,
put that g*n away.

Come on, renaldo,
put the g*n down.

That's a good boy.

Okay.

Alright? We good?

You guys got a warrant?

Why, you got something to hide?

Depends. Is there something
you're looking to find?

Yeah, we're looking
to find some answers.

Your boy here has been
selling drugs for the CIA.

[Laughing] Are
these guys serious?

I'm afraid so.

If it's so crazy open
up one of these crates.

Renaldo, you heard him.

Frank: Feel free.

Now, that one.

Okay?

You good?

Now, if you clowns
ever come back in here,

I'm gonna press
charges and make sure

your butts are
thrown off the force.

You think you got that
much pull, my man?

[Laughs]

Eh, keep laughing.

- Come on.
- Especially you.

- Goodbye.
- We'll be back.

Bring a warrant.

I thought they
were off the case.

They are. They're
working on their own.

k*lling cops is not a wise idea.

It won't matter.

A couple of days, we'll
be out of here anyway.

[Sighs]

[Dramatic music]

[Door creaks open]

[Both grunt]

[Grunting]

[Grunting]

[g*nsh*t]

[Panting]

[g*nf*re]

J.c., grab your kid and get
the hell out of your house.

That lawyer we were looking for?

I just found him. He's
bleeding on my carpet.

Cooper: Who is he?

His name was
Kevin Scott Emerson.

Ex-army ranger. Listed
as deceased in 1991.

Why is an untraceable assassin
trying to k*ll you, macnamara?

I don't know, lieu.

Maybe because we came
across more information

about Freddie James'
connection with the CIA.

That a fact?

There's no doubt
in my mind, lieu,

that renaldo brought in drugs

with the help of the
CIA and then sold them

to James and other drug dealers.

And when did you find that out?

Before of after I took
you off this case?

- I found out yesterday.
- Oh, yesterday.

That would be after in direct
disobeyance to my orders.

Uh, lieutenant, an
informant told us.

- An informant?
- Hey, he came to us.

That's right. And, in
fact, he told us that...

Another shipment was
coming in tomorrow.

Someplace called, uh...

Uh, sun warehouse.

Sun warehouse.

And, they don't know you know?

No, not about that.

Lieutenant, if you hold back

from releasing this
assassin's name, then give us

eight, nine hours
Max and I promise you,

we will bring these
b*stards down.

Well, you would need a
warrant to get in and raid them.

And since it's not your case,

you're not going to
need one, will you?

Someone just tried to
m*rder me, lieutenant.

I... I hope you don't expect
me to back down this time

because to tell you the truth...

I... I won't.

And, lieutenant, I have to say,

I feel the same way he does.

[Sighs]

Alright.

I have a friend
downtown, judge norbert.

She owes me a favor.

I'm going to call this in.

Cooper: Brass is going to have
my a*s for this, macnamara.

You know that, right?

So, when that
warrant comes down,

you better get ready to roll.

You owe me big time on this.

[Suspenseful music]

Alright. Yeah.
No, I appreciate it.

Thanks a lot.

Alright, so, come on.

I don't got time for this.

I got to get to school.

Alright, alright.

First of all, none
of this is your fault.

Uh, you're great kids,
and we love you, but, uh...

Your mom and me, we're
having some problems and, uh...

I don't think we're going
to be able to fix them.

What does that mean, "we
don't think we can fix them?"

Oh, babies.

It looks like daddy and I
are going to get a divorce.

Meghan: Is that true?

You know, when me and
John fight, you always say,

a family is supposed
to stick together.

That's what you say, right?

Dave: Yes. And,
your mom and me...

Meghan. Meghan!

Baby, wait. Wait!

Just leave me alone!

Can't we talk
about this, please?

We're not even a
family anymore, mom.

How could you do this?

[Sighs]

You guys want
to talk about this?

Oh, man.

Ain't nothing to talk about.

[Beeping]

[Phone ringing]

[Phone ringing]

Yeah, macnamara here.

Cooper: It's your lieutenant.
- Hey, lieu. What's up?

Cooper: I just got off the
phone with judge norbert.

We got the warrant. It's a go.

- So, it's on? Cooper: It's on.

[Sighs] Thanks, lieutenant.

- That's great. Cooper:
You're welcome.

Listen, you take
care out there, alright?

Sure. Uh...

Is everything alright, lieu?

Everything's fine.

Good luck, huh, macnamara.

Macnamara: Thanks.

[Dramatic music]

[Engines revving]

- Police! Freeze!
- Police! Freeze!

- Don't move, renaldo.
- Freeze!

- Police!
- Come here.

Hands behind your back!

Over, over. Come on. Move it.

Alright, you want
a warrant, huh?

This time we got
warrants, wise guys.

Williams: What's going on here?

Hey, fellas.

What do you call this, huh?

[g*nsh*t]

Don't move, Solomon!

Come here! Come here!

[Panting]

Hold it, hold it.

Alright. Now, you drop that g*n.

Youdrop the g*n!

[Intense music]

[g*nsh*t]

[Grunts]

Get your hands up.

Williams: Drop that g*n.

Williams: Alright.

[Siren wialing]

[Dramatic music]

So, you diduse your
warehouse for storage?

- Go on.
- Alright.

And, then you brought your
drugs into the inner cities.

The money you got from that
you used to buy ill*gal firearms.

Right. We also know renaldo
used to work with the contras.

We figured, this time around
you were using him to bring

weapons to some
other guerrilla army.

Well done.

Is that your confession?

I confess to being with the CIA.

That, in fact, makes the
three of us the good guys.

My man, don't... don't you
darecompare yourself to me.

There was nothing good
about selling that crap

in these communities.

Have you ever seen a
crack-addicted baby? Huh?

Have you ever seen a crackhead
mother abandon her child

so she can get on her knees
for a two-dollar get-high?

Detective, yes, yes and yes.

But I was placed
at sun warehouse

to investigate renaldo.
We were trying to put a stop

to his activities
and, well, with your...

Assistance, that
was accomplished.

Do I have "stupid"
written on my face?

Now, you expect
us to believe that?

You're a damn
liar, you know that?

I'm not a liar. I work
for the government.

And you should
have more respect.

You k*lled renaldo to
save your a*s, not my life.

[Chuckles]

You know, macnamara, if
nothing else you've been amusing.

Let me give you a
little piece of advice...

If you're going to make
allegations like that,

you better bring
forth some evidence.

Detective.

Detective.

[Door opens]

[Sighs]

Well, with all due respect, sir,
there wasa cocaine shipment

and my detectives helped
to keep it off the street.

Oh, I see. It's bigger
than you and me.

Well, I'll explain that to them.

Yes, sir. Thank you.

Well, you heard.

Let me guess...

We're still lucky to
have our badges.

And, someday, when we're
all grown-up, we'll understand

the government's
need to do these things.

[Sighs] You know, lieu...

I am so close to turning
this in. I really am.

You turn your badge in
and then Solomon wins.

Oh, he already did that.

Well, we still can't
prove it was the CIA.

But whoever it was,
we stopped them.

That's not enough, lieu.

They'll just get somebody
else to replace him.

Maybe, but they'll
be more careful.

Maybe they'll find another
way to fund their little wars.

Instead of preying on
the most vulnerable people

like they're a
bunch of lab rats.

Makes me want to
hand mine in, too.

What, now you're
gonna try to tell us

that there's a silver
lining somewhere?

No. What I'm telling you is
that you've done a good job...

And I'd like you
to keep doing it.

Otherwise, guys, we've all lost.

Yeah.

[Guitar solo]

♪ Wondering of
that which is now ♪

♪ that which has been
that which is to be ♪

♪ for my time on earth
I've paid so dearly ♪

♪ for my past

♪ confusion embraces my heart

♪ but to know self
is to forgive self ♪

♪ for my sojourner truth

♪ free my heart so
my soul may fly ♪

♪ free my mind

♪ all my worldly
wants and desires ♪

♪ I look towards heaven
with my arms open wide ♪

♪ take my hand come
and take my hand ♪

[Distorted guitar solo]

[Moreno laughs]

[Laughing]

[Indistinct chatter]

Hey! Tommy macnamara.
What's happening, baby?

Let me buy you a beer.

Why're you in such a good mood?

Hey, man, I won the
case for the prosecution.

They said, I was, quote,
"an excellent witness."

And rather good-looking,
too, if I say so myself.

Isn't that perjury or something?

[Laughing]

That's great, man.

You know, between your both

enthusiasms for
my presence here...

Come on, come on. I'll fill
you in on the dance floor.

[Exhales]

Well, you better
cheer up, alright?

I'll have a beer, thanks.

So, tell me, j.C., you hear
anything more about that woman?

Yeah. I hear she's supposed
to go to court tomorrow.

And, uh, hopefully,
she'll get into rehab,

see her kid.

What about you, man?
Still mad at the world?

That b*stard was right.

We have no evidence
to bring him down.

Well, you know what
you could do, man?

Call that guy, uh,
what's his name?

Donovan, that reporter
over at the paper.

See what he could do.

A lot of good that will do.

I mean, even if he
does print... print it,

people will get angry
for a while and, you know,

some senator may make
some stupid speech...

But the whole thing will
die down in a month or two.

You never know.

♪ Take my hand come
and take my hand ♪

♪ come and take my hand

[baby crying]

[Indistinct singing]

[Music continues]

♪ Come and take my hand

♪ come and take my hand

♪ come and take my hand ♪

Donovan? Yeah. It's
Tommy macnamara here.

How you doing? Listen...

Ah, I could be better.

Anyway, listen.

I got a story for you.

Yeah, I'll hold.
Hurry up, alright?

♪ Come and take my hand baby ♪

♪ free my heart so
my soul may fly ♪

♪ so my soul may fly

♪ free my mind

♪ of my all my worldly
wants and desires ♪

♪ look towards heaven
with my arms open wide ♪

♪ I'm so ready ♪ take my hand

♪ come and take my hand

♪ I'm so ready to go

♪ free my heart so
my soul may fly ♪

♪ free my mind

♪ with my worldly
wants and desires ♪

♪ I look towards heaven
with my arms open wide ♪

♪ come and take my
hand ♪ take my hand

♪ come and take my hand

♪ come and take my hand

♪ hey

♪ come and take my hand ♪

[Howling]