02x12 - Internal Affairs

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Woman on radio: 168-1642.

- So Danny Cort's dead. - Forgive me if I don't gr--

Matthews just called in from the hospital.

Your son and Chantal are fine.

- Oh, thank you. - Don't thank me yet.

Consider yourself on full suspension

pending an internal affairs investigation.

- Lieutenant, can I say-- - You can't say a word.

Excuse me, there's a spent shell here.

Could somebody please put it in an evidence bag

if it's not too much trouble?

I asked you to keep a cool head

and you ran off against my orders.

- Lieutenant, he had my son! - Yeah!

And you k*lled him and now we have an eye witness

who claims that you shot him after he surrendered!

Oh, please! The word of some convicted felon, lying b*tch,

who you know had G!

Look, Williams, this wasn't some nameless perp

that you shot to death.

You had a feud with this guy.

You had a history of violent encounters with him.

So what the hell was I supposed to do, huh?

Just let him k*ll me?

Williams, the witness claims

that Cort was unarmed when you shot him.

- That's her story? - Yes, that's her story.

And Captain Silvers is listening to it very seriously.

Lieutenant, Danny Cort was a drug dealer and a stone k*ller.

Why is he even listening to her?

Are you living in this world, detective?

Civilians are reading every day about cops beating suspects,

planting evidence, committing perjury.

- Hello! Wake up! - Hey, lieu!

- What? - That's not us!

Yes, and this department would like to make

very sure it stays not us!

Yo, J.C., wait up. You gonna leave just like that?

No point in staying around here.

Look, I want you to know I intend

to do the right thing on this.

- The right thing, huh? - Yeah.

I'm not gonna leave you out there hanging.

Look, the best thing you could do for me is tell the truth.

That's what I mean, I just wanna make sure

it's the same truth as yours.

So he pointed the g*n at you, right?

Come on, I just wanna make our stories straight.

You know, get off the confusions ahead--

There are no confusions.

- At least not in my head. - In mine neither.

But you know how these guys get hung up on details.

Look, Ed, I appreciate what you're trying to do,

but I don't need it.

Hey, that's cool.

I mean, I'll just say what I know.

If you wanna talk, you know where to find me, alright?

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Torres: Mm...

You know, deep down you're a nice man, Eduardo.

Oh, yes, I am.

[chuckles]

But you have to go really, really deep.

[both laughing]

[telephone ringing]

Mm-mm, no, no, dejalo.

- No, no, come on. - No--

- Come on, mama, calmate. - Please.

Hello? [grunts]

[giggling]

Yeah, talking.

Yeah, I understand.

Yeah, I know where it is.

IAB, they want me down at Poplar Street Thursday morning.

GO-15 in effect.

You probably got a message at home.

General Order 15 is supposed to protect our rights.

So why do I feel scared?

Ah, you've been through this before, huh?

Yeah, but nobody ever feels good about a sh**ting,

even if it's justified.

Well, we may have to circle the wagons on this one.

How?

You know, get our stories straight.

What stories? We got there too late to see anything.

Oh, maybe we did and maybe we didn't.

Come on, mama.

No, Eddie, we got there after the sh**ting occurred.

No, you got there after the sh**ting occurred.

You can't speak for me.

[sighs]

This is wrong.

Oh, what, another lecture?

Look, I have a right to express an opinion.

Well, maybe I don't need an opinion now. Maybe I need some--

Maybe what you need is some little pendejita to tell--

No, what I want is someone who's gonna be there and support me!

- Whatever. - What are you doing, huh?

Moreno: We are witnesses in an administrative investigation.

We shouldn't even be talking together.

- Come on, Nina-- - No. Nina nada!

- Nina! - No more lectures.

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Cooper: Detectives' Endowment will provide you with a lawyer.

J.C.: I don't need a lawyer, lieutenant.

Watch that picture of me and Braton. Yes, you do.

- You need protection here, J.C. - Oh, please.

I can handle myself against the IAB.

What are they, a bunch of lazy a*s cops who are too afraid

to work the streets like the rest of us.

The only thing they care about is a damn promotion!

Yeah, well, the guy handling your case

is Lieutenant Ozzie Carver, now, I know him from the seven-two

when I worked homicide, he worked the street plenty,

so don't underestimate him.

And don't underestimate me, lieutenant.

I never have.

[sighs]

One more thing, Williams.

I need your shield and g*n.

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Detective Williams, I'm Lieutenant Carver.

I believe you already know Sergeant Kelly.

- Hi. - Have a seat, please.

Would you like anything before we start?

- Coffee, maybe? A soft drink? - No, thank you.

We'll be taking breaks for meals,

personal necessities, telephone calls.

You are aware you have the right

to obtain counsel for these hearings?

Yes, I am.

And you wish to waive that right?

That's right.

Detective, this is an internal investigation.

I gotta be honest with you, there's a good chance

we might be going straight to the DA with criminal charges.

We're talking m*rder-two.

You sure you don't want a lawyer?

That's what I said.

Detective Williams,

you're being questioned as part of an official investigation

by the New York City Police Department

Internal Affairs Bureau.

Kelly: Present at this investigation

are Sergeant Kelly and Lieutenant Carver.

One more thing.

If you're guilty, I'm gonna take you down... all the way down.

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Kelly: If you refuse to answer questions

relating to the performance of your official duties,

you will be subject to departmental charges.

You will be asked questions specifically directed

and narrowly related to the performance of your duties.

You are entitled to all the rights and privileges

guaranteed by the laws of the State of New York.

Kelly: When you confronted Janelle Maxwell,

a.k.a Simone Jeffers, and ascertained she was unarmed,

you were behind the warehouse?

That's right.

And that's when Danny Cort appeared?

He came out and he fired at me

with a handgun that I later determined was a .357 magnum.

I thought you said he took all the b*ll*ts out earlier.

Obviously, he reloaded.

Continue, please.

He took off running, I gave chase.

He shot at me again, I returned the fire,

one of my rounds hit him in the stomach and he went down.

I told him not to move. He was under arrest.

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And he says, no matter what,

he would come back for me.

I begin to read him his rights,

Simone jumps on my back.

So at that point he reaches for his g*n and I shot him.

Kelly: You say you kicked the g*n away after you shot him.

That's correct.

And that explains why it was found

away from the body.

So, you already popped him in the gut, right?

- That's what I said, right? - Mm, that had to hurt.

But he kept on coming on. He must have wanted you bad.

- He had a grudge. - A grudge?

You busted up his drug ring, sent him to prison,

k*lled his brother.

I'd say he had more than a grudge.

You could never feel safe as long as he was alive.

- You or your family. - Look.

If I wanted Danny Cort dead,

I would've k*lled him after he m*rder*d Sandy,

when I had the chance.

If I didn't do it then, why would I do it now?

He came after you on your job,

framed you for m*rder, threatened your son.

He meant to destroy you.

If someone did that to me, I'd want him dead.

Any man would.

[chuckles]

I say something funny?

That technique you're using,

I used it on a perp a month ago

after his girlfriend turned up strangled.

Did he confess?

- Turned out, he was innocent. - Damn!

Kelly: In the five years since you've been partners,

have you ever known Detective Williams to use excessive force?

It depends on what you mean by excessive.

Good answer.

Alright, I'll be more specific.

Did he ever squeeze the cuffs too--

Slam a head against the hood of a car?

Shove somebody's face against a wall?

Alright, alright! I get the idea.

You guys are something.

Looking at it on a case-by-case basis,

I'd say J.C. used whatever force was necessary

under the circumstances.

On a case-by-case basis?

Yeah. That's right.

Okay, let's go back to the crime scene.

Kelly: What did you see when you and Detective Moreno arrived?

Well, after we took down Tiny,

we went around to the back of the warehouse.

Danny was down, J.C. had his g*n out,

warning him not to move, then all of a sudden

Danny pulls out his piece.

J.C.'s yelling at him to drop it. He doesn't.

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J.C. fires.

Did you or anyone else touch the victim's g*n after he was shot?

No, I don't think so, I mean,

at least not until crime scene got there.

But I can only speak for myself.

Did Williams kick the g*n away?

He may have. If he did, I didn't see it.

Sometimes it's hard to remember details like that.

You say you arrived a second or two after the g*nsh*t?

- Uh, before. - Before. Sorry.

Since you and Detective Moreno were together,

I assume she got there at the same time,

saw the same thing you saw.

She got there around the same time,

but I can't say what she saw.

That's right. You can only speak for yourself.

I didn't see the actual sh**ting.

You and Detective Torres arrived simultaneously.

He witnessed the sh**ting.

- You didn't? - I guess so, yeah.

So he immediately got the picture while you were,

what, fixing your lipstick?

- No! - Come on, detective!

- You're a trained observer. - How well do you know Torres?

We've been working together a couple of months.

Kelly: Have you ever known him to lie?

- Eddie's a good cop. - That wasn't the question.

We work undercover. We lie for a living.

To your knowledge, did Detective Torres witness the sh**ting?

Kelly: Do you wish to exercise your right not to answer?

- Yes. Kelly: You may do that.

However, if you refuse to answer,

it'll be deemed insubordination.

You'll be immediately suspended.

I got there too late to see the sh**ting.

Eddie... Detective Torres was ahead of me.

He may have seen something I didn't.

Come on, Nina, help us out here.

I am helping you out, lieutenant.

- Those are the facts. - Forget about the facts.

Do you think Torres saw the sh**ting?

I don't have an opinion about that.

That's okay. I do.

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Cooper: Hey, Moreno. - Hey, lieu.

- We cleared the Morales case. - Yeah. I heard.

That was nice work.

- You got a minute? - Yeah, sure.

This is strictly off the record.

Alright.

There have been certain inquiries about you and Torres,

regarding your personal relationship.

- Lieu, we're not-- - Yeah, Nina.

I'm not blind, alright?

Well, there's no rule that says we can't see each other--

No, there's not. And it's none of my business.

As long as it doesn't affect the work.

Well, it doesn't.

And your memory...

How's it affecting that?

- Are you accusing me of lying? - No, I'm not.

What I'm asking you to do is consider your future.

Well, personal feelings aside,

what would my future be if I wasn't stand-up?

I mean, no cop would give me the time of day, right?

I would.

I wonder if that's what Frank Serpico's lieutenant

said to him.

I mean, no offense, lieu, but you're not always

gonna be around to look after me.

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- I'll see you later. - Mm, see you later.

They're digging in.

Protecting one another, what a surprise.

Torres maybe. I think Moreno's telling the truth.

About what?

"Detective Torres got there ahead of me."

"He might have seen something I didn't."

It's possible.

Come on, Kelly, quit being so naive.

They're playing hide the salami.

Of course, she's gonna lie for him.

Not necessarily.

You know, I was hoping you'd learn more working with me.

Oh, I've learned plenty, my problem is gonna be

unlearning it.

So, uh, you believe Simone's claim

that, uh, Williams seduced her to get to Danny?

Irrelevant, that's not the part of her testimony

I'm interested in. Listen.

Simone: [on tape] I ran out and saw Danny fall.

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Simone: Williams kicked his g*n away.

I jumped on his back. He hit me.

Danny lay there begging for his life.

Williams shouted, "This is for Sandy."

Shut up! [g*nsh*t]

And then shot Danny dead.

Carver: [on tape] Will you swear to this in court?

Simone: [on tape] Would you turn that off, please?

There it is. We got him.

Danny Cort was unarmed when Williams shot him.

She's not gonna testify unless we drop the kidnapping charges.

We'll offer her unlawful imprisonment,

class-A misdemeanor, six months.

- If the DA goes for it. - He already has.

Well, it's still her word against Williams and Torres.

That's good enough for me.

- Simone Jeffers is lying. Carver: Of course.

Kelly: So then why are we cutting her a deal?

Carver: She's not my concern.

Our job is to go after bad cops.

- You're sure he's bad? - Pshh! He's guilty, alright.

That wasn't a sh**ting. It was an execution.

How do you wanna proceed?

Torres is the key. If he recants, Williams falls.

I want you to dig up everything you can on him.

Phone bills, bank accounts, financials, family ties,

I want all his skeletons.

So what about Moreno?

Drop her in the well, too. See if she floats.

You don't approve, sergeant?

Would it make a difference if I did?

Not a bit.

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Dad, are you okay?

- Absolutely. - Hm.

You know, you're getting pretty good with that skating.

Keep it up, you might be as good as me.

- Pff! Better. - How about right here?

[sighs]

Do we really have to live with Aunt Paula?

Ah, just till your mother finds some work.

Thought you liked Aunt Paula.

She's okay, but I think we should live with you.

Uh, we decided that wouldn't work out.

Are you in bad trouble?

- Yeah. - Because of that Simone?

She's involved.

- You can't trust women. - Now, who told you that?

You trust your mother, don't you? And you trusted Sandy.

Some women are good, some are bad, just like guys.

How can a woman that fine be bad?

Unfortunately, G, looks aren't everything.

Then how come you only go out

with beautiful women?

Now, see, son, that's why you call me Mac Daddy, right?

[laughing]

[sighs] So what do you wanna eat?

You know how when a suspect's lying, you can smell it on him?

I smell it on you, Eddie.

Oh, so now I'm a suspect, huh?

Care for some?

I understand you've developed quite a taste for those.

Past history. I got counseling. It's on my record.

Speaking of counseling, how's papi?

You still going down to those NA meetings with him?

You know it's nice when a father and son can do things together.

- Isn't that nice, sergeant? - Yeah, that's nice.

Speaking of papi, I hear his club's doing real good.

You know, it's not often when a junkie gets the chance

to start over like that.

- Be careful, lieutenant. - Oh, I'm careful.

Very careful.

Can't say the same for Adolfo Guzman.

You know, I hear he disappeared,

right after going into business with your pops.

Now, you wouldn't know anything about that, would you?

You son of a b*tch.

Maybe I should ask your mobster friend, John--

He's not my friend!

Look, I don't care about the drugs or that scum Adolfo,

but if you keep lying to me, I'm gonna bust you

for conspiracy, obstruction, consorting with mobsters.

I don't care. A cop is going down.

Now it's up to you to decide which one.

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[siren wailing]

- G, how are you? - Fine.

- Can I talk to you? - I don't have time right now.

Why you trying to hurt us? My dad liked you and so did I.

- Did he send you? - No.

He'd be mad if he knew I was here.

Then go home.

Did you pretend to care about him?

Look, G, if a friend of yours was m*rder*d,

wouldn't you wanna hurt that person?

My dad didn't m*rder anybody.

Besides, hurting him won't bring your friend back.

No, but it'd give me the greatest satisfaction.

You are just too young to understand.

I understand payback.

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J.C.: Yeah, but you know, things have been kinda rough lately.

Nah. I'll see. In about a week.

Yeah, listen, um, let me call you right back.

- Thanks for seeing me. - Yeah, what do you want?

You know, I worked in this precinct for three years.

You didn't know that, did you?

So that's supposed to make you a regular guy?

I police the police.

That's very poetic, Carver.

But this isn't just a job with you, is it?

You get a high off bringing down cops.

You know, when cops break the law while hiding

behind their badges, they're worse than outlaws, they're rot.

And rot spreads.

Yeah, so I guess you're here to stop the spread, huh?

[chuckles]

Danny Cort suckered you so nice.

Played you like a violin, sending in Simone.

I can see why you smoked him.

Let me tell you something.

I k*lled him because he was going to k*ll me. You got that?

Sooner or later, but not that day.

I've got nothing else to say to you.

Rot's already spreading to your partner.

He's testilying for you, but I'm gonna catch him.

You now what, Carver, one of these days

somebody's gonna catch you.

Do you want Torres to go to hell, huh?

Because if I can't have you, I'll settle for him.

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What's this?

That's the form you filled in when you applied

to get on the force.

Right here, marital status.

- So? - You marked single.

However, according to this marriage license,

you were blissfully wed on June 17th, 1985.

Look, I got pregnant. He was the father.

He hung around for a few months and split

before the kid was born.

Why did you lie on your application?

I didn't lie! I don't consider myself married.

Legally you are! You were falsifying information.

- You can get fired for that. - Oh.

But I suppose you're willing to overlook that if I change my--

No, not change, elaborate. Look.

We know about your relationship with Detective Torres--

That has nothing to do with this.

It has to do with your protecting him.

The point is, we have information about you,

things that can be detrimental.

Tell you what, take what you know and shove it.

Why is IAB treating us like we're guilty?

Please, according to IAB, all cops are guilty.

They're just looking for a scapegoat to prove

that they're serious about cleaning up the department.

It's got nothing to do with the department.

It's that freak Carver, all he cares

about is getting another notch--

Whoever it is, I mean,

I worked hard for my gold shield,

I'm not about to throw it away.

Well, nobody asked you to.

J.C., she's got your back, yo.

She doesn't have my back. She has your back.

- I didn't ask for her help. - Well, you don't have to.

We're following the code, remember, protecting

our own, defending the blue wall.

Do you see what they're doing? Divide and conquer.

Yeah, well, it's working. And he shot Danny Cort.

Why are we being investigated?

What, you have something to hide?

Do you?

Are you asking me if I m*rder*d him?

Yeah, I'm asking.

J.C., come on. This is getting out of hand.

I agree. We don't need this.

What are you all heated about, Nina? Come on.

I just don't want people poking around in my private life, okay?

Looks like I'm, uh, not the only one with secrets, huh?

Look, Eddie, there's something you should know.

Better you hear it from me than from Carver.

When I got pregnant, I married the father.

Well, you were young, you know?

I mean, it was a difficult situation.

I mean, but now it's, like, the '90s.

It's no big deal.

Besides, I've been out with divorced women before.

I am not divorced.

Look, Eddie, I just, I never got around to getting one.

It just didn't seem that important.

Why, you-you still love this guy?

No. That was like ten years ago. I don't even know him.

Oh, and he never contacts you, right?

No. Never.

Look, Eddie, I could get a divorce tomorrow.

- Nothing would change. - Yeah, something would change.

You'd be not married.

[sighs] Look, you got anything else you wanna tell me?

Yeah, that you can trust me.

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[traffic bustling]

Dad, you don't have to walk me home anymore.

- I'm not a baby. - I know that.

But I had a little extra time.

What, you have a problem with that now?

If I tell you something, you promise not to get mad?

Well, now, that depends. What is it?

- I went to see Simone today. - You did what?

- Why? - To talk to her.

G, that woman kidnapped you and almost got you k*lled!

What is wrong with you?

Now, listen to me, I don't ever want you

going near that woman again. Do you hear me?

Yeah, I hear you.

She said you m*rder*d Danny Cort. Did you?

[sighs]

Yes, I k*lled him.

Now, I know I told you k*lling is wrong,

but that man left me no other choice.

Now, you understand that, don't you?

When he had me, I was really scared.

And I thought I was gonna die.

Well, feeling like that is only natural.

Look, I know he k*lled Sandy and the baby and almost k*lled you.

I don't blame you if you did m*rder him.

And thank you for understanding. I love you.

But I didn't m*rder anyone. I never will.

Moreno's a good cop, lieu.

She's innocent. Why don't we cut her some slack?

It's a way to get to Torres, put some heat on him.

Set up a dough, we're gonna test him for drugs.

And get a hold of Judge Bonelli. We need warrants.

- For? - We're gonna close Natalie's.

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[telephone ringing]

Torres.

Pa, pa. Pa, slow down.

What's wrong? Who's closing you down? Son...

Alright. Listen... Alright, listen to me, pa. Yo...

Arresting you? For what?

Alright, don't worry. Do not worry.

They're after me, not you.

Look, I'll be right down to get you out, okay?

[speaking in foreign language]

[sighs]

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[engine revving]

Yo, Carver, you want me, that's one thing,

but you leave my father out of this.

- Hey-- - Look he's got nothing to do...

with this criminal investigation.

Association with a criminal enterprise...

- Money laundering-- - That is a lie.

Where did he get the money to buy his club?

You leave my father out of this.

- You hear me, Carver? - Yeah, I hear you.

I don't give a damn about what you're saying, but I hear you.

Oh, you wanna go out like this? Well, I'm your man.

But you better be sure.

We're cut from the same cloth. You know that, Torres?

Oh, really?

We're both willing to go the extra mile

for what we believe.

No matter what, to hell with the rules.

If I believed I was like you, I'd k*ll myself.

No, you wouldn't. You need the power.

Oh, is that why you became a cop? For the power?

Say you're 17 years old, you're walking down the street

with your girl and her little sister.

Say two big old cops are coming out of a restaurant,

picking their teeth with toothpicks

after a nice free supper...

and, say, they tell you you're a drug dealer

and throw you up against the fence

and pull down your pants and look between your legs

to see if you're hiding something under your privates.

And when you protest, they beat your legs and your bare a*s

with their sticks, and you jump around like a pulled puppet.

When they're done, they get in their car,

sucking on their toothpicks and laughing.

And you see in your girl's eyes you're not a man anymore.

- The cops were white, right? - That's not the point.

White or black, they were blue. They had the power.

So you're gonna give back what they took from you

by taking cops down any way you can--

Bad cops. I'm the garbage man.

So you got yourself convinced now that you're right?

Yeah, just like you.

Take a good look, Torres.

I'm your ghost of Christmas future.

Oh, in case you were wondering, I found those cops.

They left the force.

One of them is a watchman down there at the docks.

The other one ate his g*n.

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[sighs]

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Torres: Listen, I've been doing some thinking,

about my testimony.

You know, maybe I didn't exactly see Danny

with a g*n in his hand.

Look, I feel really bad about this, I...

Look, man, there's nothing to feel bad ab--

No, see, you've been there for me

more times than I could count.

Yeah, sure, like the time when Simone said

you gave her that black eye and I believed her?

Well, maybe not that time.

But you weren't exactly thinking with your head there.

Yeah, well, I never asked you to risk anything for me.

It's not about risk or consequences.

It's just that if I lie,

then my whole career, from this point on will be a lie.

There'd be no reason for me to be a cop.

Listen, man, I appreciate what you're trying to do for me,

but to tell the truth, I'd rather have an honest man

watching my back.

You got it.

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Hi. Thanks for meeting with me.

What is it?

I don't blame you for being angry with me, believe it

or not, I am not out to hurt you.

Well, I'd hate to see what you're like when

you're really after somebody.

Someday you will be rotated into IAB

and you'll understand what I've been going through with this.

You know, you invade my privacy,

threaten my career, accuse me of lying,

and now you want my understanding?

- You gotta be kidding me. - Alright, hear me out, okay?

This is difficult enough for women on the job

without fanatics like Carver stepping on us.

Yeah, and people like you helping him.

Alright, will you shut up and listen?

I have some information for you.

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Hey, J.C. Wait, I got something for you.

Simone's getting a deal.

Reduced time in exchange for her testimony against you.

- So she walks and I get buried. - Yeah, that's it.

That's how Carver's gonna clean up the department, right?

Yo, keep an eye on my son for me, I'll be back.

Dad, where you going?

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[banging on door]

Go away. I'll call the police. The real police!

Let me tell you something, woman.

If I was gonna hurt you, I would have done that already.

Now, you are gonna stop lying. Innocent people are being hurt.

I'm lying?

I know about your little deal with Carver.

Danny will appreciate that, don't you think?

Danny is dead! What kind of hold did that man have on you?

He loved me unconditionally.

To think I even thought I could love you...

You would've wanted me to love you in return,

and I couldn't do that.

Why? Because of Danny?

Danny didn't care whether I loved him or not.

That's why I stayed with him.

I trusted you.

After Sandy died, I didn't even think that I could feel again.

Sorry, mate. Bad choice.

Don't pretend with me.

I know you felt something.

I feel nothin'.

[grunts]

Pathetic b*tch.

You fell in love with me, so what does that make you?

Human.

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[door slams]

[music continues]

Are you crazy or just out of your mind?

Excuse me?

Did you go to Simone Jeffers' house and harass her?

A primary witness? How stupid is that?

That was personal, lieu, okay?

It had nothing to do with this investigation.

Please, J.C., it has everything to do

with this investigation.

You could get brought upon charges for this.

So why don't you just do it? I don't give a damn anymore, okay?

I've been accused, I-- I've been questioned,

I've been pushed around, I've been poked!

I'm sick of this!

Look, I know what you're going through--

No, you have no idea what I'm going through.

I am not a m*rder*r and I'm not a liar, okay?

So if you can't get that through your

thick head, to hell with you and everybody!

Oh, no, Williams, not to hell with me.

To hell with you!

I've been bending over backwards

making allowances for you while you play

cowboys and Indians with this Danny Cort.

- Enough! - You think this is some game?

Well, it sure as hell isn't professional police work.

I told you we were handling it.

Oh, yeah, just like you handled it last time.

You know, you don't trust the system

that you were sworn to protect. You never have.

Let me ask you something.

How much trust did you have for the system when you blew away

the guy that r*ped your daughter?

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Well, like I said, I know what you're going through.

[cell phone ringing]

What?

You're not gonna get away with this.

What the hell are you blabbering about now?

- Your deal. - What deal?

You know you're in a class by yourself, detective?

Look, the only deal I know about is the one you made with Simone.

Sure, I'd give up Simone for you.

A k*ller cop trumps a kidnapper anytime.

Except, now she doesn't remember seeing you sh**t Danny.

- What are you talking about? - Let me make it clear to you.

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I'm only 12 years old, and if I get on that witness stand,

I might forget things, like,

who kidnapped me and stuff like that.

And if he forgets who kidnapped him,

Simone forgets you shot Danny.

She said that?

You taught him well.

Listen, can I talk to my son, alone?

[door opens]

Now, G, you know what perjury is, don't you?

It's when you lie.

You know what you're doing is committing perjury.

No, I'm not. I just can't remember.

It's perjury, and it's a crime. I won't let you do this.

Dad, they taught us at school,

it's better to let ten guilty men go free

than to put one innocent man behind bars.

[exhales sharply]

Twisting the system to serve yourself is wrong.

Not as wrong as putting you in jail.

- G, listen to me. - No, dad!

I've been listening to you all my life!

But I'm not gonna do it. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, too, because you know that's wrong.

Without an eyewitness, the charges against

Detective Williams are unsubstantiated.

Investigation is closed.

What about Simone? Does she walk?

There's still the question of who m*rder*d that slime Lonnie.

Yeah, we're looking into it.

- Can I leave now, lieutenant? - Wait a minute.

- Detective Williams. - Thank you.

It's my pleasure.

Congratulations, detective.

Do let me show you out.

If I ever find out who leaked information about Simone's deal,

she's gonna be back on patrol in Bushwick.

You crossed the line here, Ozzie.

You should be grateful I'm not bringing you up on charges.

Come on, Virginia, we both know your squad's dirty.

If my squad's dirty, I'm dirty.

You sure you want to dance with me, lieutenant?

Some other time.

I'll be holding onto these files.

You know where you can hold them.

I'll see ya.

Thank you.

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["[Not Just] Knee Deep" by Funkadelic]

♪ Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh oh ah ♪

♪ Whoo

♪ Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh oh hey oh ha ♪

♪ Mm mm mm

♪ Something about the music she always makes me dance ♪

♪ Something about the music she always makes me dance ♪

♪ She turns me on and on

♪ And all about

♪ She did the freak

♪ Never missin' a beat yeah

♪ She did the freak

♪ Boy was it neat, yeah

♪ Not just knee deep she was totally deep ♪

♪ When she did the freak with me ♪

♪ She did the freak

♪ Never missing a beat, yeah

♪ She did the freak

♪ Boy was it neat, yeah

♪ She's a freak ♪ The girl is a freak

♪ The girl never misses a beat yeah yeah ♪

♪ Not just knee deep she was totally deep ♪

♪ When she did the freak with me ♪

♪ She did the jerk

♪ It didn't work, no

♪ She did the monkey

♪ It wasn't funky no more

To good cops everywhere.

Yeah. Good looking out, Moreno.

- Thanks. - We okay, partner?

- Hm, I'm okay. - Yeah. How does that go...

Um, "If I have to choose between trusting my friend

or my country... "Now, how does that...

♪ She's the freak of my desire ♪

- Yo. Hello? - What?

Why don't y'all take that home?

- Ha-ha... - You sure?

I mean, we could, you know, hang.

No, no, I'm sure, before y'all start

a whole new Boricua posse.

- Goodnight, J.C. - Alright.

♪ She's the freak of my desire

♪ When she dance she sets... ♪

He, uh, he pointed the g*n at you, right?

- There was no choice? - [sighs]

I did what I had to do.

Yeah.

[instrumental music]

♪ She did the freak

♪ Boy was it neat, yeah

♪ Not just knee deep she was totally deep ♪

♪ When she did the freak with me ♪

♪ She did the jerk

♪ It didn't work no

♪ I did the moose

♪ Oh no, not the moose

♪ Monkey wasn't funky

♪ Chicken wasn't pickin'

♪ But she was not just knee deep she was totally deep ♪

♪ When she did the freak with me ♪

♪ Yeah hey

♪ Something about the music it got into my pants ♪

♪ Something about the music

♪ It got into my pants

♪ Something about the music it got into my pants ♪

♪ Something about the music it got into my pants ♪♪

[wolf howling]

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