One of Our Own Cagney and Lacey

What have you got up there, Petrie? Nothing up here. How about you?

Negative. 'Stay in touch.'

If anyone's tiptoeing through the tulips, I'll let you know. 'OK.'

When are these clowns going to make their move? They have a duty to their public - the high-school kids.

I made it through high school without dope. Or sex, believe it or not.

YOU had God. I had nuns.

'Suspect sighted, second floor.'

White male in black leather jacket. Shorter white male, brown jacket. On our way.

Police officer.

Hold it right there!

PHONE RINGS

14th Precinct. Detective LaGuardia.

Sure. ..Manelli!

Hello. Where are you? I'm starved.

Joe, we're hung up at the flower market. 'What kind of collar was it?' Dope or smuggling roses!

We still want to follow up on that lead. How about after we have lunch?

We can't make lunch. At the garden, 2pm? OK, but this restaurant is a Manelli four-star find.

We'll take a rain check. All right.

Oh-oh! Pay dirt.

Oh.

You want to get a bite? Japanese? Real men don't eat noodles.

The softball team looks terrific.

The lieutenant wants to see your 61s from last week.

- Shelley, we know. - Well, where ARE they?

Everybody on the team's gotta sign this. Put you on third base. OK.

Where's Chris Cagney playing?

On the sidelines. She doesn't know about this, and she doesn't have to.

Don't you think she'll catch on, when you guys disappear at 3pm carrying baseball bats?

She'll think we're on patrol in the Bronx. Do you think girls take this game seriously?

Do you think they want to practise when it's freezing and you can't even feel your feet?

You think I do?

So, when do we sign up for softball? I don't know. Are you filing the DV5 or am I?

I am. I type faster. I was hoping you'd say that. They're going to have a precinct team.

I can't wait, Mary Beth. I love softball. Are you going to play?

With the renovation work, where am I going to find the time?

Oh, come on, Mary Beth! Christine, I have to take Michael to the dentist later.

That was one good thing about Harvey being super in the building. He could baby-sit?

Yeah, and on a good day, he might even clean the oven.

I'm happy for him. He's wanted to go into business for himself for a long time. We'll adjust.

YOU will. No. No! Harv will have to make an adjustment too.

Sure(!)

He'll have to adjust to me being a wreck. You got it!

Domo arigato gozaimashita.

POLICE RADIO: '1013, 44 and Eighth. Police officer needs assistance. All units respond.'

Car 11 responding.

On the way! SIREN WAILS

Officers coming through. Thank you. ..It's us. Coming through.

Who is it? Joe Manelli.

It can't be. Oh, my God.

Why? What happened? A guy walked in and shot him.

Close range.

See what you can get out of them.

Do you want me to ask somebody else? I'm doing it.

Let's go. Move it. Come on!

Dear God.

It was like somebody set off an explosion in here.

How are you doing?

A-A cop...a cop gets killed right in front of me.

You're not safe anywhere. It's a traumatic experience, Mr Caswell.

Would you like to sit down? Do you want a cola? Oh, yes, thank you. I'm sorry.

Miss, do you know what we're supposed to do? The man said to wait. But we have a music lesson. You must stay.

Anybody speak English?

Um... OK. Spanish? Habla espanol?

Donde entro el pistolero?

From the back. Terrific. Y como parecia el?

BUZZ OF VOICES What the hell is that?

Some suit from the Mayor's office. Just in time for the evening news(!)

ALL TALK AT ONCE

Poor Joe.

Al right. We'll try it again. The man... Grande? Pequeno?

A big guy comes in the back. All right.

He obviously didn't expect it. Probably didn't even see the guy. That's the picture.

..Cagney, you were working on a case with Manelli, right? Counterfeit tickets for the fight.

See if it relates. OK.

Did you get out to see Evelyn? Jeez, yes. I went out there with the chief.

I want all of you to go out there and pay your respects right away. ALL: Sure.

..LaGuardia.

If it wasn't important, I wouldn't ask you. ..An hour at the most.

..Harv, I know this is the wrong time. Michael has to go to the dentist and I can't get away.

I know how you feel. It's like when Dave Bellamy slipped off a girder. No, it's not. That was an accident.

Did you know this guy? We were working together.

Look, are Michael's teeth going to fall out if he doesn't go today?

Honey, it takes a month to get an appointment with this dentist.

Look, have Mrs Harris take him.

Harvey, you know she can hardly walk. She can only stay with them until I get home. Call Cindy.

Do you want me to call? No, I'll call. Thanks. Bye.

Hello, Michael. Let me speak to Mrs Harris.

She's sleeping?

OK. Uh...good news! We don't have to go to the dentist today.

Yes. ..Yeah, you can keep the $2.

Michael, I need you to cancel the appointment.

Find my address book. ..You know where it is. The big kitchen drawer.

Dr Ingram. YOU make the call, Michael.

I have to go. You can do it.

Michael, bye. Bye.

You all know Deputy Chief Inspector Grant. (Sure. Whenever there's a spotlight.)

The Commissioner is incensed about the tragic shooting of Officer Manelli.

This investigation is his number-one priority. This precinct will be temporary headquarters.

Lt Samuels is going to report directly to me.

Sir, everyone here is working off-duty hours on their own time.

Very well. I want to remind you,

the murder of a police officer brings the death penalty in this state, so no-one has to be trigger-happy.

Besides, the press will be looking to protect this guy's rights.

So when you apprehend him, call the DA's office immediately, strip him,

take his picture to prove he ain't been brutalised - and he better not be.

We're setting up an information hotline. You'll all be fielding questions. How much can we say?

Don't tell them the name of the weapon. Our big fear is imitators.

There's mucho headcases out there who want their name in the papers. Let's not help them.

Understood, sir. In case any of you think this is political horse manure, let me put it straight -

we want this guy as bad as you do. An assault on one of us is an assault on all.

Harvey? Yeah? Got any cash? What for?

There's a collection for Evelyn Manelli. Sure. I'm going there tonight. Whoa!

The new baby-sitter will give the kids their supper. Sounds good. No, it doesn't.

Her name's Bertha. It sounds like she weighs 600lbs.

She's a nice girl. She has brothers. Who she probably sits on to shut them up.

Squashes them like a bug.

PHONE RINGS Hello.

..Shelley, I'm on my way there. Yeah!

Knock it off! I'll stay as late as they need me tonight. OK.

Bug. What did you say?

What is the problem here?

We don't want a baby-sitter.

Instead of throwing food around, just say so.

OK.

BOTH: We don't want a baby-sitter.

Guys, your mother and I each have jobs.

We can't be here when you get out of school any more.

We still don't need a baby-sitter.

You've got to prove it by behaving when she shows up.

OK?

I guess.

Even if we did need one, we wouldn't want some dumb Bertha.

Oh, yeah? Who would you rather have?

You.

Morning.

Did Claudia have you going out last night for pickles and ice cream?

Did you see the papers? The Nicks winning?

You have the mind of a running shoe. Joe Manelli. Every politician's jumping on the bandwagon.

I saw the chief on the tube.

He was calling for more money to hire more cops... Same old story.

Yeah.

What about the first game? It's been postponed.

I'll move practice back about a week. What game?!

WHAT game, Isbecki?!

I'll see you outside.

DOOR SLAMS

Isbecki!

Isbecki! I've gotta go. What game? Softball. But we've got all our men.

And how many women? You're too late. The team's full. No, no. How many women, Isbecki?

A co-ed game just isn't the same as a regular game. How do you know? Women don't play as well as men.

You want to bet? Sure. Do you want to arm wrestle for it?

Don't tempt me!

PHONE RINGS

Investigation hotline. Detective LaGuardia.

..You say Myron killed the officer? He's been planning it for weeks?

..How do you know this Myron?

..He's your landlord.

I'm an accountant. Why were you there, Mr Caswell?

My office is across the street. You go to the restaurant a lot? Not any more.

How close were you to the suspect? Two tables away. At least six.

You were sitting at the same table? Yes. Yes.

Did you see what he was wearing?

A plaid jacket. No, it was camel hair.

You said he had a shoulder bag. A man's purse. It was more like a satchel.

Have you two been to see Evelyn Manelli yet? No, we've been tied up... Fine.

When you go, check out his family, the apartment. Look for conspicuous consumption.

I want to know if Manelli's been spending money recently, in case he was on anybody else's payroll.

Lieutenant, the DA wants you. Sir.

Yeah? This is supposed to be a condolence call. So be discreet.

..Ladies.

Hey, Brooks.

WOMAN: I'm all right, thank you.

How do you want to do this? What do you say? You say the obvious.

"Did you buy the silver before or after your husband started taking bribes?" Please!

Mary Beth. ..Christine. Thanks for coming.

I can't tell you how awful I feel.

I just can't stand to hear it again, although I appreciate the sentiment.

You shouldn't try and do anything for a while. Do anything? I'll tell you what I do.

I wake up in the morning and cry. I make the kids' lunch and cry.

I answer the phone...cry. I'm terrific at it.

You're terrific, period.

So, where's the brilliant police work? We're looking into every possibility.

It just seems to go so slow. I know.

Did Joe get involved with a perp? I mean, anyone held a grudge against him, do you know? I don't think so.

I mean, Joe wouldn't play a tune on anybody's head.

He just did his job. If it was a clean bust, it was a clean bust. He didn't hassle anybody.

He seemed like a very gentle person.

Yeah.

He'd collar a vagrant and he'd wind up giving him a dollar for a pack of cigarettes. It's true. I believe it.

I love your sofa, Evelyn. Where did you get that? Oh...

A discount place on the Island. I'll take you there sometime. Super. Love to.

I've got backache, so let's not waste time. LaGuardia, tell me about Joe Manelli.

He and his wife had accounts in two banks. $8,000. ..What did you find at his house?

A cop making $25,000 a year, trying to get along like the rest of us.

And that ticket counterfeiting? Punks in Jersey scalping tickets at the door. Not a big deal.

..Petrie, what have you got? I ran down all the collars he made in the last six months.

If they weren't in the slammer, they had alibis. ..Isbecki, you traced his beat.

Find anybody holding a grudge? Joe had a good relationship with everybody on his beat. No problems.

Sir, did anybody bother trying to ID the killer?

Forensics found the gun in some trash behind the restaurant. Did we get a print?

The murder weapon was a six-shot .38-calibre revolver.

Print-resistant tape on the grip and the trigger. A hitman's trick. We were lucky.

They were able to find a print off the barrel.

Arnold Cream. LAGUARDIA: That was sloppy. He's a small-time wise guy who pulled some jobs in Florida.

Records are sending over his wrap sheet now. It doesn't make sense.

It doesn't make sense. On one hand, we've got a picture of Joe, a beautiful guy.

On the other hand, we've got a professional killer, Arnold Cream.

Now, assuming that Joe Manelli is as clean as all of you say...

why was a mob hitman gunning for him?

Uh-huh. ..Martian invaders? Uh-huh.

Sir...

Sir, this hotline number is for information regarding the shooting at Ichiban restaurant only.

..Sir, call Bellevue. They'll know what to do.

I don't know the number, sir. It's in the book. Thank you.

Isbecki, I've got something for you.

I'm helping Petrie on Manelli.

LaGuardia, do me a favour. The Assistant DA needs these wrapped up.

What have you got? Witnesses who ducked out on a Grand Jury. What about Joe? Do it!

Investigation hotline. Detective Lacey. Hai. Koko Satsei desu kara...

Hai, Suzuki-san irrashaimasu. So. Hai.

I've got the last known address of Arnold Cream. It's Cream's uncle. On my way.

What about me? Was I talking to you?

Well, no, sir. PHONE RINGS You're busy.

Investigation hotline. Detective Lacey.

I just want to say... Talk to my lawyer.

Not exactly undeserved, my friend!

The League kicked back our application.

Don't kid about that. They turned us down, why?

League rule - each team shall have members of both sexes.

No women, no softball.

Hi.

Who said Arnie lives here? No-one, but your apartment's on record as having been his last known address.

Why are you here? Go bust the welfare thieves. I'm just trying to be fair.

A man's home is his castle. I'll get a warrant.

Shall I run a warrant on your car, let the IRF see your tax returns?

Just remember, a man's home is his castle. BALL GAME ON TV

Hi. I want to ask you a few questions about your nephew Arnie. He's in some pretty serious trouble.

Arnie?! ..Not Arnie. Believe it or not - Arnie.

'You just can't tell if Powell was ready for this.

'Maybe just waiting for...'

TV OFF

Have either of you heard from him recently?

Please understand, Arnold - your nephew Arnie - has been implicated in the murder of a police officer.

Is he dead? I said "murdered"! Yeah, that's dead.

I meant Arnie! Arnie's the alleged killer.

His parole history shows he's been living on and off here for the last few years.

We ain't see nor heard from Arnie in a long time - must be years.

I know he lived here 11 months ago.

That's years.

Come on! The kid exaggerated a little and right away you think he's a liar.

A man was killed.

He had a wife and he had children...

and now he's dead.

Honey...

..I got problems you wouldn't believe.

Oh.

Here's my card in case.

Hiya, babe. I'm not in the mood, OK?

Hey, come on, Chris, I got a peace offering.

I was wrong, so I apologise.

What's the come-on, Isbecki? Well, er, look, I can admit when I'm wrong.

Some of the guys said I wasn't fair.

Hey, look, I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings.

If you want to play ball, you're more than welcome.

What do you say?

Are you in?

A Baby Ruth?

There's hope for you guys, Isbecki.

Real hope.

Hiya, team-mate. You mean you're going to play? Sure, I'm going to play.

Chris, you saved us. Thanks. What's to save? Come on.

OK, guys, what's going on?

Oh, there's a sex rule. Each team has to have both men and women to be in the League.

Today wasn't a very good day for this, Isbecki.

Hey, Chris...

Hey, Chris...

Hey, Chris!

HE WHISPERS TO HER

I got it. ..Christine!

Chris!

What, did you suddenly get sensitive or something?

It was such a lousy, crummy thing to happen! Isbecki isn't worth it, all right?

I don't give a damn about Isbecki and his softball. I know. Petrie told me what happened.

No, I'm talking about Joe. What?

I was talking to some people today about Arnie Cream,

and I told them Joe's dead.

They didn't care.

You know, they didn't even care.

So? Forget it.

They're jerks.

What if we'd gone with him like we planned? We didn't.

Hell, he was just unlucky, that's all. That's right. Forget it.

Right.

Cagney? Yes. Call coming in. Do you want to take it? I'll be right there.

It's late and I'm hungry. Want to split a pizza?

No, I gotta go home on my breaks. My kids will forget what I look like.

Right.

Cagney! Yes. Are you taking this call? Yes, I am, thank you.

I'll be right there. DOOR SHUTS

What do you say, fellas? Your favourite lady's home.

In here.

So?

Some kind of greeting, huh?

I come home from work today. The kids are alone eating dinner.

This is dinner.

"Where's the baby-sitter?" I say. Mikey tells me she never showed up.

I'll call her. This ain't going to work. So?

I'll replace her. So we find the kids eating cookies for dinner again?

Why are you mad at me? I'm not. We need to find a way to work this out.

We get a good baby-sitter. They do exist.

I think what we need is for one of us to be here.

You mean one of me?

We cut back on the overtime. I'm not getting paid any overtime. We're doing it because it was Joe.

Yeah... You're your own boss, you cut back.

Anyone banging on the door to hire me? There's not much work.

This is a real showpiece job. I can't pull back now either. Well, then...we got a problem.

Good morning, Mary Beth. Says who?

You look like hell.

Split me in half - my life would be perfect. Your life's half perfect.

Which half, Chris? I'm just trying to get along here.

You guys got time to run down a few loose ends for the DA's Office? I don't know. It won't take long.

What do you need? Just a few phone calls. I've got eight names here. We'll split them.

Pick one - they're both alike.

Thank you.

Let's see how many hours this takes.

"Tony Robinson, Peter J Caswell, Barbara Abrams, and Patricia Marie Brown."

Wait, wait, wait, back up. Who was that? Peter who? Caswell, Peter J.

He witnessed Joe's murder. I talked to him. The same Peter Caswell?

Why was Caswell subpoenaed? He's an accountant for some shipping firms.

The DA found out they were mob controlled, sheltering dirty money.

He wanted to hear what Caswell had to say. Maybe somebody wanted to keep him quiet.

Maybe so. Think this through.

Joe's in the restaurant.

Caswell's in the restaurant.

Arnie Cream walks in, he pulls the trigger.

And the wrong man dies.

Mrs Caswell, we could really use your help here. Peter didn't know about the subpoena. It just came.

What about the threatening phone calls? Peter said they started when the subpoena came.

Where is your husband now, Mrs Caswell? He's hiding.

Why did the DA subpoena Peter? He didn't know mobsters owned the company. He just did the books.

Well, Peter's in danger. He really should turn himself over to us as soon as possible, Mrs Caswell.

Peter's so frightened, he won't tell me where he is. Mrs Caswell, if someone out there - heaven forbid -

is looking for your husband, you could be in danger too.

Just what I needed to hear(!) We can put an officer in your house... No. ..or outside. No!

Let us protect you, Mrs Caswell. I don't need protection, Peter does.

The police will frighten him away if he decides to come home.

All right. Do us a favour. If he calls, will you persuade him to turn himself in for his own good?

Yeah, OK. Thank you.

She shouldn't be alone. We'll get protection out there by six o'clock tonight. It's the best we can do.

Mary Beth. Victor. Chris.

If you're waiting for me to apologise...

Nobody's waiting for anything, except for you to stop wasting air.

I may be a jerk, but there's other guys.

I mean, if you don't play, they CAN'T play.

We're supposed to be on the same team, right?

Yes, yes. Yeah. Hang on.

Cagney? What? Got your boyfriend again. Line two.

Which one? Romeo. Says he's got just what you need.

Detective Cagney.

Brought help this time.

Excuse me. Come on, kid. You think that's going to stop me? I'm falling in love(!)

Hey, what are you doing?! Hey, hey, not so rough, huh? You got the 40. Tell me.

I ain't nobody's punching bag. You got something to say, you say it. Give everybody a break, huh? OK.

My old man got sauced last night.

He let out that Arnie's living in a place above Premium Cleaners on 45th. That's your 40.

I let a clean place. I don't go with any sordid carrying-on. We understand.

A guy looks good to me, I let him have a room. Guys in a beef with the cops, I want them outta here.

You're sure he's not here? Sure. He left maybe three hours ago. He ain't been back. Nobody gets past me.

Would you just stay right there?

Arnie! Termite control. I'm telling you, he ain't there. Sh!

TOGETHER: Police!

You see?

Thank you.

Looks like you were right. Sure.

Oh, got something here. Porno?

Hotel receipts, gas receipts.

Name on a credit card - Liam O'Bannen. Probably stolen.

I told you, nothing gets past me.

Here we go. Car rental.

Lacey here. I want an APB on a vehicle wanted in connection with the shooting of an officer.

Brown, four-door sedan, licence 845 NOB.

Right away. Thank you.

Mary Beth. Hey. Look at this.

It's Caswell. Cream's marked all the incoming streets to his neighbourhood.

He's drawn the shortest distance to the turnpike. He's on his way to Caswell's house. Yeah.

What do you think about me getting my name in the papers? Live in hope.

DOG BARKS

She went to the market, right? She needed a couple of things and she ran out for a minute.

Mary Beth, look.

Excuse me, ma'am. Over here.

I'm Detective Lacey. This is Detective Cagney. We're from the police. Hello.

Where is Mrs Caswell? She left a few minutes ago.

Did she say where she was going? I didn't talk to her. I was inside.

I saw her leave with that man. What did he look like?

Big, I think.

I mean, tall, er...dark.

Er...something wrong, isn't there?

How about the car? Brown, I think. A regular four-door sedan.

Which direction did they go? Towards the city. Thank you very much.

Thank you.

I got an APB update on that brown, four-door sedan, licence number 845 NOB.

Do not apprehend. Unmarked vehicles only. This is a possible hostage situation.

Which way, tunnel or bridge? Bridge.

'All units copy. Alert on licence number 845 NOB.

'Radio control vehicles do not, repeat, do not approach or attempt to apprehend.

'Situation requires unmarked vehicles only.

'1013 - any unit in the area of 75 and Third, respond.

'All other units maintain vigil for suspect vehicle.'

Unit 8...

'Suspect has entered a parking structure on 95 and One.'

Patricia... Not yet.

You're hard to find, Peter. I got the money.

I've got $5,000 here. I can get the other $20,000 right away.

I'm not interested in your money. What's wrong?

25 grand. That's ten times what they paid me to do you. Life just ain't worth much.

We had a deal. The money for me and my wife. Here, you promised.

You're stupid, Peter. I'm not in the mob.

I don't know them. You'll shoot me FOR WHAT?

SIREN BLARES

GUNSHOT

Freeze! No! NO!

Around here! Go around!

Get down!

Drop it!

Don't hurt her. Please don't hurt her.

Any closer, I'll blow her brains out!

Hey, Arnie, hey. What's the matter? You been watching too much TV or what?

Everybody here wants to get home tonight.

OK? I just don't want to get shot.

I just don't want to get shot here. Nobody wants to shoot you.

Take your chance in court, Arnie. Don't play it out here.

Kick it.

Mrs Caswell, will you step over here, please?

Easy, easy! All right. Nobody rough him up.

Everybody, just stay cool. Stay cool. We're going to take real good care of him.

We're going to take real good care of him.

We're going to deliver him to the DA as fresh as the day he was born.

Take him away.

The most important thing - relax. As soon as you see the ball... Remember your stance.

Choke up. Not down there. Choke up, see the ball, relax.

Don't take the first pitch. Wait for one that comes through the strike zone. Strike zone? Where is that?

Mary Beth, could you give me a ride home after practice on Monday?

Monday, I won't be there - it's my days with the kids. We can swap days if you want.

It's working out this way now. Don't rock the boat. Choke up. Choke up.

Hey, guys. We'll see you. Here you go. I love you. All set?

Don't be nervous. I'll be right over there behind first base. If you do what I tell you, you'll be fine.

Remember what I told you about two men on base? Remember what I told you about your batting stance? I will.

I can't argue with good advice. Good luck. Wish I had a cigarette.

Move it, move it, you're leading off. Get us a good start.

Remember, don't let 'em suck you in. Just don't embarrass us, Mom.

Good luck, baby. Let's go, Mary Beth!

Relax, choke up - at the same time.

Let's go, Mary Beth.

'Today's game is being dedicated to Officer Joe Manelli -

'one of our own who was killed in the line of duty.

'Let's have a moment of silence.'

Play ball!

Wow!

Keep going! Are you sure? Do what I tell you. Run!

Subtitles by BBC Broadcast, 2002