Thank God It's Monday Cagney and Lacey

'I'm Stevie V on WRAQ in the Drive Time.

'In the Big Bad Apple it's 4.47.

'To all you folks heading out to Long Island - the LIE is bumper to bumper.

'Speeds of ten miles an hour or less from the BQE Interchange all the way out, to anywhere you wanna go...'

4:49. 11 minutes to go.

Boy, what a week!

-Thank God it's Friday.

-I'm not looking forward to this weekend.

Claudia nailed me -

we're painting the family room this weekend - ALL weekend!

-Get out of it.

-I have been since summer - no more excuses!

That's the problem about being married. I go home.

Flip a pizza in the microwave. Grab a can and turn on the Knick game. Tomorrow...

I work out in the morning. Check out Bloomies. Then I pick up Bon Bon.

I go for sweet and sour pork at Fong's Shanghai Garden.

Then third row centre at the Barry Manilow concert.

Sounds positively idyllic, Victor(!)

It's this little inn on the Connecticut River.

Near White River junction.

-Oh, Vermont's supposed to be gorgeous this time of year.

-I know. I hope it rains all weekend.

-Ohhh!

-Sounds very nice.

-Dory's been on the swing shift for two weeks. We've been like ships in the night.

-What are you and Harvey doing this weekend?

-Buying a new bedroom set - there's a sale at Kramer's.

-40% off.

-Oh, yeah?

Yeah, after 15 years we're getting a new bed - and a dresser.

-That's great.

-DD5s?

-Not yet, sir. First thing Tuesday morning.

-Wednesday.

-Wednesday morning.

The only squad member whose paper work is up-to-date - Detective Petrie.

Well, some people are disgustingly compulsive about their paperwork.

-The mark of a good detective is a neat file cabinet.

-Let me guess...

-Aristotle.

-Close. Maguire.

-Detective's Manual 57th Edition. Have a nice weekend.

-Same to you.

Yes, Inspector. I understand, but it seems to me...

Well, we do have extremely heavy caseloads.

I realise that's no excuse, but...

Yes, Inspector. Yes, I will see to it that it's taken care of.

CLOCK CHIMES

I have an announcement to make...

You may remember we had a team from Inspections Division here last week, inspecting our files and paperwork.

I've just had their report read to me over the phone by Deputy Inspector Nelman.

And you will be proud to learn...

that the 14th has been given the worst evaluation in this area in the entire department!

The word that they saw fit to use,

more than once..

..was dilatory. Mmm...dilatory.

DD5s are backlogged,

property books are missing.

Expense vouchers are misfiled.

And open-case files are not cross-referenced with the master file. And...ahh!

I could go on. The Deputy Inspector went on -

for 20 minutes!

Only exception to this exemplary performance?

Singled out by the team is...

Detective Second Grade Marcus Petrie.

His files and paperwork are complete,

legible and up-to-date.

Well, I have assured the Deputy Inspector that

-this situation will be rectified - Monday morning.

-Ah, I...

-Monday, sir?

-Monday morning!

Petrie, have a nice weekend.

All the rest of you...

Tomorrow morning you report here,

and you remain here until such time as all files are complete,

correct, up-to-date and legible!

Is that clear?

Lieutenant? Hm-mm.

I don't mind coming in and lending a hand. No. I don't want you here.

You set the example, you deserve to have the weekend off. Let it be a lesson to your fellow detectives.

You'll do anything to get out of painting this weekend, won't you?

Well, there goes Bloomies and the gym.

-Are you sure you'll be out of there by 12?

-One o'clock at the latest.

It's just paperwork.

Mary Beth and I are going to get in at eight o'clock sharp.

Put in a few hours' work...

Then we'll still have our weekend.

-Samuel's really lowered the boom, eh?

-Yeah.

-Want a quickie?

-You don't hurry through the finer things in life, Chris. We've got all weekend.

Yeah, my kind of weekend.

Yeah, mine too.

-Melmeck's meeting me at Borough Hall.

-OK, you lose!

Dory, be careful.

Don't worry. The stakeout's so cold, I'm planning on catching some sleep.

I'll see you, babe.

-32 inches.

-32 inches.

-OK.

Right...

Seventy...nine inches.

79 inches?

It'll be real tight.

-Huh...

-Why don't we hang on to the old stuff? After 15 years you get attached.

You've talked about replacing this for five years. We've finally found something we like on sale!

-I know. I just...

-What?

I'm remembering...

Yeah, I know. I remember...

I remember when we bought this -

87 for the bed. 117 for the dresser.

Seemed like a fortune.

-A king-size bed is very big, Harv.

-So?

-So I'm used to having you close to me.

-We don't have to use the whole bed.

-I can come visit.

-Yeah?

-Uh-uh.

Maybe.

I'm glad, cos when we fight,

I won't have to sleep on the living room couch.

-When did you ever sleep on the couch? Name one time you slept on it.

-Three New Year's Eves ago.

-You were drunk.

-Was not.

-You were.

-I was happy.

-You were stink-faced.

-Was not!

-Why were you leering at Vinnie's cousin?

-Leering?

-Leering.

-I was giving her a napkin.

-With your eyes halfway down her dress?

-We've already had this fight.

-Yes, we did.

-What one?

-I don't remember.

I remember making up.

Why don't we give this old bed a send-off?

-You were leering.

-Face it, Mary Beth, they were hard to miss!

HE LAUGHS

-Done, right?

-Yeah.

OK, August 11th, 19...

Would you stop?

August 11th, 1981. Grand Theft Auto. Case number 16394D.

16394D, August 11th. Nothing.

-What do you mean, nothing?

-Wait...

16394D, August 14th.

-The files say that we interviewed witnesses on the 14th.

-So it is the 11th or 14th?

-Does it matter?

-The guy's serving time. Call Attic, he'll remember.

-How's it going?

-It's going.

-A nice way to spend a Saturday, eh?

-We're working.

-Who isn't?

-August 14th, we were interviewing witnesses.

-I'll change it.

-Where's this mug shot from?

-I'll look.

It's a bad cheque artist. We brought him in...Wednesday.

-Can I borrow it for a minute?

-Just bring it back.

-Yeah, yeah.

-What are we going to do?

-I'll fix it here. August 14th?

-Yeah.

-OK...14th.

-Wait.

-OK, all fixed. What's next?

-Wait.

-Come on, let get out of here!

-'Hold your horses, Christine.

-What's next?

-'Hold it...

-Did you write it down?

-I can't think.'

-So did we put...14th?

-Yeah.

Same guy!

-Where did this come from?

-Petrie's case before we were partners - he's been after the guy for years.

-He keeps a copy of the composite in his car.

-He's been after a guy for years on bad paper?

It wasn't - it was an assault-robbery.

Let me see your file?

He beat the hell out of a woman for 13 bucks. Put her in the hospital.

-We had him in here - Wednesday. Curt Brennan. Thought he was a bad paper pusher.

-Where's he now?

Central booking. Unless he was arraigned, then he'd be in Rikers.

-What the date today?

-19th.

-Who you calling?

-Central booking.

Statute and limitations on the felony expires midnight, tonight.

Yes, I'm Detective Cagney, 14th Squad...

I'm calling about a Curt Brennan...

We brought him in last week.

If she can make a positive ID on the mug shot,

we can file the assault before midnight.

Marcus, if you want to come in...

Beats painting, huh?

Are you sure? When?

Right, give me the name.

OK. Thank you.

-He's not there.

-He was, till yesterday. 4:20pm someone bailed him out - 5,000 bond.

She had emergency surgery and it was 48 hours before we talked to her. By then her memory was hazy.

The composite came from her, and two witnesses. Nice work, Victor. I'll never forget her.

She was a teacher at City College.

Bright. Funny... Full of life.

Brennan walks on the charge at midnight.

-No. We'll get him before then.

-That's right!

-Aren't you going to Vermont with Dory?

-Don't you want to get him?

We have 14 hours and 37 minutes.

-We've got nothing on him but bad paper.

-What about the files?

Trust me, Samuels will understand.

-This is a statute of limitations deadline.

-Call him.

The number he left for the weekend was south New Jersey area-code...

-Roxanne?

-I didn't ask.

We'd be so lucky(!) If we need a warrant or back-up,

-then we'll call Samuels.

-You call him.

-I will.

We'll see the bail bondsman about Brennan's address.

I'll try to get a hold of the woman.

-We'll need her for a positive ID.

-Aces.

-This thing with Roxanne's heating up!

-What do I care!

-Who are you calling?

-Harv - he's picking me up at noon.

-We'll probably be back before noon.

-If the bail bondsman doesn't pan out, we have nothing.

-Hold on. Nuts! Got the bondsman's address?

-Yes. 719, East 11th.

-OK.

Is Marilyn George home? It's Detective Petrie, 14th squad.

Cash should come to 10% of the bail, cashier's cheque, or deed on property in the state of New York.

I'm not the Angel of Mercy. I'm a bail bondsman. It's a business.

24 hours a day, even on Christmas and New Year. Forms are on the wall. Fill them up - we'll do business.

-14th squad...

-Don't tell me - a failure to appear.

-We don't know that yet. We need information on someone you wrote a bond for - Curt Brennan.

-Brennan...

-You want a discount on a nice apartment house in Brooklyn?

-Pardon?

He put up garbage for collateral. Out of goodness, I accepted. Brennan...here you go.

-Brennan, Curt.

-Is there an address?

It's a "Care of". A woman named Rochelle Zimmer posted bail - 500 cash.

-Can we have an address and phone number on her?

-You know, I don't have to, without a court order.

I know, but if you don't then we'll have to call the DA's office. Then they call the Legal Bureau.

Then a judge has to fill out a subpoena. Then they serve you, and you end up giving it to us anyway.

So, why don't you save us and the city a lot of time, Joel?

-How did you get to be a cop with a face like that?

-Plastic surgery(!)

A sense of humour!

-Work or home?

-Both, please.

Thank you.

-Rochelle Zimmer? Mind if we ask you a few questions?

-Give me a break. Saturday's my busiest day.

This is very important, Ms Zimmer. Curt Brennan.

-He's wanted on a felony assault.

-Why do you think I know him?

-Cos you signed the bail application.

-So I've a soft heart.

-I don't know where he is.

-Rochelle...

So how much do you charge for a manicure?

Lacey. L-A-C-E-Y.

Beg your pardon?

L - as in liverwurst.

14th Squad.

Do you have a parole officer listed on a Curt Brennan?

Brennan!

B - as in bedroom set.

I don't know, sir. That's why I'm calling you.

He calls me up, like it was just yesterday.

I hadn't talked to the guy in three years!

-Did you put up the bail money?

-Yes. Should have had my head examined(!)

He's here today, gone tomorrow.

Friday night, we're out doin' the town... Dinner, dance and the whole number. Wake up today - he's gone.

-Didn't even leave me a note.

-Is he coming back?

I'm not making dinner for him, if that's what you mean.

Curt's the kinda guy you shouldn't get within 10 miles of... I met him in a disco in the Village.

He's got these eyes... Really put you away, you know what I mean?

One day he's loaded. The next day, he's hitting me for cab fare.

Walks in here, three years ago,

says we're going to Atlantic City. He rents a limo - we take off.

We check in to a 200 a night suite. Sunken tub. Mirrors on the ceiling.

Curt hits the crap table.

Two hours later he's stone-broke, we're on a bus back to the city,

and he leaves the next morning.

-Is that the last time you saw him, before Friday?

-Or heard from him.

Must have found somebody else with a soft spot for blue eyes.

Rochelle, when was that?

-June 10th...1981.

-You remember the date exactly?

I, um...

I took the room service menu for a souvenir.

You're not going to hassle me for that, are you? It was out of state.

The statute of limitations on a misdemeanour's two years.

-You beat it, Rochelle.

-Thanks.

We're gonna put some detectives outside your apartment.

-If he gets in touch with you, call us, all right?

-Sure, why not.

You've got nice nails.

Thanks.

Hi.

-Hi.

-Is Chris in the squad room?

They're out on something. They'll be back any minute.

Right...a little early.

-Mind if I sit down?

-Suit yourself.

Maybe he'll show back up at Rochelle Zimmer's.

With his track record, I wouldn't count on it.

-I'm so ticked off! We had him right here in the holding cell three days ago.

-We don't have him now.

So what? Let's clean up the files and get out of here.

-Hiya.

-Hi.

-Hi.

Hi. Sorry we were doing something.

Just a few more minutes. We've got to finish the files. Wait for me?

-Excuse me. The woman's in there with Petrie.

-The woman?!

The victim in the statute of limitations case?

-Be right back.

-Yeah, excuse us.

-Hi, Harv.

-Hi, Chris.

-What will we tell them - we've not got the guy?

We get what we can from her.

She's probably blocked the whole thing out after five years.

-I'm sorry.

-It's OK.

We can't quit now. I got a line on this parole officer. I've some ideas. Say one of them pans out...

I'd kick myself forever. He put her in a wheelchair. He screwed up her life.

-I'll go and get it myself.

-What, pick our bedroom set by yourself?

-No big deal?

-Uh-uh, Harv. No.

-I...I have to live with that bed another 15 years.

-OK. We'll do it some other time.

-Oh.

-What?

-What if I get out of here by 5pm? Maybe we get lucky.

-You think we'll make Kramers?

Kramer's closes 6pm. We'll call Brenda, tell her to give the boys dinner. Maybe go out. See a movie?

-How often do we get a night in the city on our own, Saturday night?

-Luigi's, 38th?

-Pizza anchovies.

-Best in the city!

-Double anchovies.

-OK.

-I'll call you when I know something.

-Be careful.

-Call Brenda.

-He's got a sheet. His parole officer thinks that he's ready to unload.

-You gotta work defences.

-He mentioned two places. A pool hall and a bar. We'll split and cover it.

-I'll return the car then.

-Why? You've paid for at least a day.

-What am I gonna do with it?

If I get out by early tonight, we'll still make it. It's only a four-hour drive, huh?

-Tomorrow, we'll wake up in Vermont. Say yes?

-Even if you trip over this guy, there's the paperwork.

Petrie and Isbecki will do that.

-Come on! One day in Vermont is better than nothing.

-How about a sleazy motel in Brooklyn?

-Oh...

I gotta go. Mary Beth!

-I'll spat you the three balls.

-This is a stakeout, Victor.

-Yeah, but we're supposed to be playing a game.

Hey, let's slide on slow. Nine ball. Down on the three and the nine.

Do you want a cup of coffee?

No.

Thanks anyway.

-Planning something for the weekend?

-There's a furniture sale downtown.

Oh, yeah?

-How about you?

-Vermont.

Vermont.

-Heard it's real nice this time of year.

-Yeah, it is.

-Three minutes after four.

-Time flies when you're having a good time(!)

I should call Harv - tell him to forget about dinner.

-Just a couple more hours.

-Yeah.

-We've blown the whole afternoon already.

Well, at least it's not raining.

Well, there you are(!)

You just bought the ranch, Marcus.

Just shoot the ball, Victor.

Ace in the corner.

There's something wrong with this table.

INAUDIBLE SPEECH

May I help you?

I'm here for Detective Isbecki.

You must be Bon Bon, right?

Yeah, Bon Bon Le Chocolat.

-Pleased to meet you. Victor spoken of me?

-Incessantly.

-Oh.

-Yeah.

-Le Chocolat, is that French?

-No, stage. I'm an exotic dancer on Canal Street.

Oh, that's very...eh...interesting.

-Yes. We have a date tonight at six, and he said we should meet here.

-He's on an assignment right now.

-We have an eight o'clock curtain for Barry!

-When he calls, I'll tell him you're waiting.

-Oh. That's very kind of you, Sergeant...

-Coleman.

Sergeant Coleman.

Why don't you...have a seat.

Oh.

Public Morals is downtown, honey.

Pardon?

I'm sorry, Harv. We didn't get lucky. Christine doesn't want to give up on it. Neither do I.

-Five more hours. What if the guy shows up between now and midnight?

-It's OK. Another time.

You are the best. The BEST! I'll make it up to you. I promise. Is Dory still there?

Yeah...he's right here.

'Chris says he might as well take the car back

'and she'll see him after midnight.'

You be careful, OK?

-Always.

-'I love you.'

-Me too.

Still can't reach Samuels. The men are OK. Tuna on white - they didn't have prosciutto.

-At least get tuna on rye!

-If you don't want to eat it, I'll eat it.

-What a lousy way to spend a Saturday night!

-We've had worse.

Name one.

February 19, 1983...

We staked out the UN Mission to the Republic of Zamir. We ate pretzels while he was inside eating caviar!

-OK. Him, we got.

-Eventually.

You owe me a weekend in Vermont, buster!

This is nothing. I've been on stakeouts 48 hours straight.

-Anyway, aren't you used to it by now?

-You never get used to it.

-Yeah. My ex-wife used to say that too.

-I didn't know you were married.

-Oh, yeah. 12 years.

Got divorced in '79.

-Kids?

-Two. Ten and 14. I see them a couple of weekends a month.

-How long have you been married?

-Oh, going on 16.

That's terrific.

-You two are real tight, aren't you? I envy you.

-What does that mean?

Just what it says...

Divorce rates are sky-high for cops.

Look, Harvey, I know you got some feelings about what happened...

I'm sorry about that. I got myself messed up, but that's history.

-I'd like us to get along.

-Why?

-Our women work together. It'd be nice.

-If you walk into my house again with drugs, you're down four sets of stairs!

-But I just apologised.

I have to make sure we understand each other.

-I understand.

-I'm 43 years old. I work with my hands and I like it.

A wife and two kids I'm crazy about. Somebody messes with it - I get violent.

-OK.

-I protect what I've got.

That's all there is to it.

NOW you understand me?

You want to get along?

We can get along.

OK.

INAUDIBLE SPEECH

-Maybe somebody tipped him off?

-Maybe.

-That's a nine ball, Victor.

-I know.

-How much does that make?

-28.

You want to quit?

-Rack 'em up!

-Yeah.

It's Tuesdays and Thursdays at NYU. And the course is called 19th century Romantic Poetry.

-That's nice.

-I got a B plus.

-Well, I work at night, so it's hard to study.

-Oh.

-Did you know that Elizabeth Barrett Browning was a better poet than her husband?

-No.

Yeah! He was a real lox!

Five to. What a waste! We haven't even cleaned up the files.

-We could go in tomorrow.

-We? I'm not going in.

Samuels can yell - I'm not giving up my Sunday for paperwork.

It's not like we've been goofing off all day.

-Come on, let's go home.

-No. Five more minutes.

-Three minutes 15 seconds. Your watch is slow.

-Oh.

-Do you see Brennan walking up and down the street here?

-I'm not moving till midnight.

-All right.

-Where are we picking up Petrie and Isbecki from?

-89th and Broadway.

SHE SIGHS

Then on Mondays and Wednesdays, I take a poetry writing course.

Huh! I'm a real Renaissance woman!

Should say so.

Hey, would you like to hear some of the poetry I wrote for my class?

-Uh...Victor'll be here any minute. I'm sure...

-It's no trouble.

This one is called...

Bryant Park at Dusk.

"Pigeon droppings flake the bum-congested benches of this island oasis.

"Amidst the cacophony of raucous taxi horns.

"And the egregious rumbling of cross-town buses

"belching their carbon monoxide fumes in the penetrating dusk.

"What tragedies ensue in the radioactive half-life of Manhattan's gathering dusk.

-"Let me count them..."

-Bon Bon!

Victor!

-I can explain.

-Yeah? Please do.

-Ah, excuse me guys. You must have something to do?

-Don't be silly, Victor, we don't. Introduce us.

Detective Christine Cagney.

Mary Beth Lacey. And my partner, Marcus Petrie.

-Bon Bon Le Chocolat.

-Hi, Miss Le Chocolat.

I've heard so much.

Hi.

Hi.

Well, if you'd excuse us, we have to chalk out.

-I was on a stakeout. We were all undercover. And I couldn't use the phone.

-Mary Beth!

Excuse me.

I'll make it up to you. We can spend all day tomorrow together.

How old's the blonde?

PAPER RUSTLING

..20-50, 20-60,

30...30-10.

Statute of limitations.

-Oh!

-What are you doing?

-Listen to this. Come here!

Criminal procedure law. Article 30. Section 10.

"In calculating the time limitation applicable to commencement of a criminal action,

"the following are NOT included:

"A) Any period following the commission of the offence

"during which the defendant was continuously outside the state."

-It's 3.30 in the morning, honey. Come back to bed.

-You don't understand! The Room Service menu.

-What?

-Rochelle can testify that Brennan was in Atlantic City for a 24-hour period,

on a specific date in 1981. You know what that means?

-We have till midnight tomorrow to get him.

-Tomorrow?

Wait. I thought we were spending tomorrow together.

Well...tomorrow we get another shot at him.

-It's the middle of the night. Who are you calling?

-Mary Beth.

Hi, Harvey, it's Christine. Can I talk to Mary Beth?

Yes, I know it's late. Just wake her and put her on the phone!

Thank you.

Mary Beth!

Guess what?

Then the kids woke up. And nobody got back to sleep.

We'll all sleep tonight.

Who is it?

Detectives Cagney and Lacey.

-Morning, Miss Zimmer.

-Do you know what time it is?

9:37am, ma'am.

-On a Sunday morning?

-Can we come in?

Look... If it's about Curt, he hasn't shown and he hasn't called.

This won't take a minute.

I've got somebody here and so... One-room apartment.

We could get a warrant.

All right.

-Thank you.

-I'd introduce you, but I can't remember his name.

So we've got a description and a couple of known hang-outs.

There's transient hotels, SROs, restaurants, the subway.

He's gotta be here somewhere!

Eight million people in the city of New York - we need one guy!

I gave up a weekend in Vermont. You - a bedroom set on sale.

-How's that got to do with anything?

-It's personal now. I'm angry.

Aren't you angry?

We were taking the boys to the Museum of Natural History today.

Harv loves to tell them about the Indians. Yeah, I'm angry.

I'm angry, you're angry.

This woman is going to spend her whole life in a wheelchair.

So we get this guy, OK?

Eight million people.

No, we can't reach him, Inspector.

The weekend number he left doesn't answer.

Well, we'd like to circulate a mug to uniforms and cars city-wide.

We'd like extra uniforms at all airport, bus and train terminals.

And authorisation for overtime.

Yes, I realise that's very expensive, sir.

But we've got a statute of limitations deadline.

-It's midnight, tonight.

-Sh. He's talking to Nelman.

-..yes.

-..Beeped him off the golf course!

-Oh, no.

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir. Yes, we'll keep trying him.

-He OK'd overtime and an APB to all precincts.

-Great! Let's hit the phones.

-We'll do Staten Island and Manhattan.

-We'll do Brooklyn and Queens.

-First finished gets the Bronx.

-Done!

(Petrie.)

-Do you have a precinct list for Brooklyn and Queens?

-Yes. You don't have one?

-Sure - it's filed(!)

Thank you, Petrie.

-Mary Beth...

-Thank you, Christine.

-Not at all.

I told you. He's 6'1". Eyes blue. Hair black.

Moustache. 175lbs.

Curt Brennan. Yes. B as in Bart.

Yes, sir. We certainly do know it's Sunday, Captain.

We're on OT here ourselves, sir.

We're asking all precincts. The mug shots are being duplicated now,

so you'll have them in an hour.

Rudy's pool hall. 86th and Broadway.

Yes. Anything moves, you call us at the 14th.

Yeah. The arrest warrant's current.

All transient hotels west of 6th and south of 50. Yeah.

'Oh, yeah...?'

'Well, I'm not sure.'

How tall? No, it's not him.

Thank you.

Oh, thank you, Sergeant.

-How's it goin'?

-We've got as much area covered as we can...

Port Authority, Penn Station,

Grand Central, La Guardia... Kennedy.

Plus every cheap hotel and single room occupancy that we know of.

Well, you've still got two hours.

Not much. Thanks, Coleman.

-I'm really beginning to hate tuna fish!

-Well, it's kinda hard to get prosciutto on a Sunday.

PHONE RINGS

Detective Lacey. 14th.

Say it again?

Where? All right. You stay put. We'll be right there. Yeah.

-What?

-A desk clerk at a place near Union Square ID'd the picture. The uniforms are already there.

-Let's go. PETRIE! ISBECKI! We got a bite!

-Right behind you.

Detectives Cagney and Lacey.

-Did you see this man?

-Yes. He's in 307.

-How many exits in this place?

-One - otherwise they steal the sheets.

-Fire escapes?

-In the alley.

-Elevator?

-Are you kidding?

-Make sure he doesn't touch the phone.

-Fire escape to the alley.

We're on it.

Curt Brennan. This is the police. Want to open the door?

We have a warrant. If you don't open the door you'll add resisting arrest to the charges.

He's not going to open that door.

-Think he's armed?

-We need a search warrant to break down the door.

Without it, the whole case is gone.

-So I'll call Legal and get one.

-Three minutes to 11!

There's a judge on 24-hour call.

-Alley's covered.

-He's in 307. I'm going for a search warrant.

-Can I use your phone?

-Pay-phone's over there.

-Thanks for your help(!)

This is ridiculous. How long does it take to get a warrant here?

The judge lives in Scarsdale.

Ten minutes before this statute tolls. We should have called and got one before we left. I knew it.

Wouldn't have written a warrant without a detective there.

He's up there. I know he's up there.

Hey, Mister?

-Hey. What type of heat you got in here?

-Radiators.

-No gas appliances?

-Mary Beth?

-Some rooms have gas stoves.

-307?

-Yeah, there's one in there.

-Thanks. Come on.

-What?

-I got it.

If an officer believes there's a life-threatening situation, he may enter without a warrant.

-You're brilliant.

-No, diligent.

-Have you got the warrant?

-Can you smell gas from that room?

-Gas?

-Yes. There's an odour of gas in this hallway, isn't there?

-I smell it. You do too, Victor?

-Yeah, I do.

-Hey, guys, you smell gas here?

-11:57. One, two, three, four.

Let's do it.

-Mr Brennan, we've been looking for you.

-For what?

-A number of things.

-The SWAT team's here for bad paper?

-How about first degree assault and robbery?

-That assault charge is rotten. The bell tolled last night.

-Spread.

-Is that so?

-I know the law.

Well, you'll have plenty time to bone up on criminal law in prison, Mr Brennan.

-Start with Article 30, Section 10, statute of limitations.

-What are you talking about?

-Atlantic City.

Atlantic City. Ain't that great? Move!

-Mr Brennan, you do have the right to remain silent...

-Gas must have been coming from the next room.

-Come on. What's he going to say? It was a terrific call.

-He'll ask why we didn't call him on Saturday

-when the mug was matched to the composite.

-We called all weekend. He didn't answer.

-And the overtime?

Nelman OK'd it.

He doesn't like Nelman!

-So he yells.

-Yeah, he yells.

He says we've to come here next weekend and do the files.

-No! Next weekend Dory and I are going to Vermont come hell or high water!

-Morning, sir.

-Morning.

-Morning, Lieutenant.

Morning.

-Guess we better get it over with, huh?

-Mention how may times we tried to call him.

-It was 20 at least, right?

-Easy.

-20?

-Easy.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Come in.

-Morning.

-Morning, sir.

-Nice weekend, Lieutenant?

-Oh, yes.

-Excellent.

-How was yours?

-Well...

-We were cleaning up those files. Came across a mug shot that turned out the be exact same as...

We didn't get the files done.

But I specifically asked for them to be in order by today.

-There was a deadline on an assault.

-What assault?

-Five years ago.

-Petrie's. We had a bad paper case last week - turns out it's the same guy?!

-Weird. Isbecki saw the mug

-on our desk. We ID'd the composite. Thought we had him, but he'd been bailed.

-We staked out some fences.

-We waited till midnight, but nothing. Then Christine remembered Atlantic City!

-Atlantic City?

-Rochelle, um...

-Zimmer.

-She posted bail. She said that she was there with him in 1981.

-In Atlantic City.

-Atlantic City.

Then Christine worked out that we had a 24-hour extension.

-Article 30, Section 10, statute of limitations.

-Right.

-All this happened Saturday?

-And Sunday.

-All day Sunday.

-We tried calling but the phone didn't answer.

-The phone? Listen, you write all this up in a DD5

-and I'll look at it later, OK?

-Yes, sir.

Listen, I want to see all those files in order by next weekend come hell or high water!

I don't believe it. Do you believe that!

So we come in next Saturday morning eight sharp. Be out by noon.

-We made the collar and just gave up an entire weekend!

-Maybe we could do them during our lunch.

THANK GOD IT'S MONDAY!

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