Act of Conscience Cagney and Lacey

Yes, Inspector, I realise that there is nothing personal involved. It...

No. It...

No! No, No, I-I understand your position perfectly!

-Good morning!

-You think so?

So sue me. I'm an optimist.

Inspector, I don't really care whose decision it was.

All I'm saying is I've got enough problems here without adding more!

-Yes, I-I am listening to you.

-What's up?

They're all very capable and...

-Well, I'm in the habit of making the assignments here.

-What's going on?

We've got ourselves a new transfer.

-The lieutenant's doing what he can to rectify the matter.

-Is that him?

Well, he looks harmless enough from where I'm standing.

Better check your eyesight. That's Patrick Lowell.

The Patrick Lowell?

-Mm-hm.

-Is he getting transferred here?

Say what you will about him, the man's got guts.

Guts? You call ratting on your partners guts?

Listen, I don't care if a cop pedals dirty pictures in church,

-you just don't go squealing on another cop.

-Cops don't rat on cops.

It's not like I'm agreeing with what the guy did.

I sure hope not.

Cagney?

Yeah.

-Yes, Lieutenant?

-Have a seat.

Thank you, but I'm fine right here. Thank you, Lieutenant.

-Detective Lowell, this is Sergeant Cagney.

-How do you do?

Detective Lowell's been transferred here from the 7/4 in Brooklyn.

-Seems they've got an overload of staff there.

-Is that a fact?

-Yeah.

Seeing as we are understaffed here,

the detective is going to fill the gap.

Lieutenant, if you don't mind,

I'm due at the taskforce headquarters in about 35 minutes.

Cagney? Detective Lowell,

-if you don't mind, I'd like a word with the sergeant.

-Not at all.

I'll just go outside, try to make myself comfortable.

Cagney?

You know that, er...I've been on this job a long time now.

Long enough to know that on occasion,

we have to do things that we may not feel too crazy about doing.

What I'm trying to say to you is that there are times

when we do things just solely,

-and I mean solely, for the good of the department.

-I understand.

Ah! What the hell?

Lowell's been assigned to you as a partner.

What?

-No! NO!

-Save yourself a migraine.

Squawking's going to get you nowhere.

I should have some say about with whom I work!

Yeah, well, ordinarily, you would.

It's just that in this case,

Inspector Knelman thinks you're the right officer for the job.

-Oh, really?

-Yes. And I happen to think you're someone whose sense of professionalism

far outweighs any personal feelings you might have.

Oh, please, Lieutenant!

The bottom line is Lacey's on maternity leave,

-makes you the only one available.

-What is this?

-Has Knelman got it in for me, or what?

-Cagney, enough!

You know he's had it in for me ever since I brought Hennessey up on charges.

-That's what this is about, isn't it?

-Cagney, you're a sergeant now.

I want you to pull yourself together and start acting like one!

Now, there's been a series of stickups at the automatic tellers in the Wall Street area.

I'm going to take you off the taskforce and I'm putting you

and Lowell on stickup! Here!

Why not? Hm? I mean, what, a 200 ATM mugging

is much more important than a 4 million armed car robbery.

Lieutenant, excuse me, please.

Let me give you a little advice.

Don't get too comfortable.

4.7 million lifted with hardly a trace from an armoured car.

-My bet's on organised crime.

-Let's bet on one thing at a time.

You guys all placed your bets with Coleman yet?

I heard Lowell had his locker set on fire at the 7/4

and still stuck it out 10 days. I'm putting down 20 that he stays 15.

It'll take longer than that.

It'll take three days for him to realise everybody hates him.

It'll take four more for him to realise how much everyone hates him,

probably another week for it to sink in

and then another week to get a transfer.

I think we're talking about 21 days here.

-Coleman bet Lowell won't last a week at the 14th.

-Yeah?

-What's the 14th have that the 7/4 doesn't?

-For starters, you, Isbecki.

LAUGHTER

Can you believe this crap?

I get pulled off the armoured car taskforce.

The only glory detail of the month, you understand,

and they put me on some penny-ante money machine muggings.

Breathe. In, out, in, out. Perfect.

And then to top the whole thing off, I get Lowell as a partner.

Which, if you don't mind my saying so, Mary Beth,

would not have happened if you and Harvey had controlled yourselves.

Just concentrate on the focal point, OK?

You know what it's going to be like working with this guy, huh?

There's not a cop in the city that doesn't want to spit in his face.

Did you also know he was still in uniform when he pulled this stunt?

That's right. Equal breaths, equal breaths. Easy, equal breaths.

That's it. Perfect.

Oh! I wish you'd just deliver so I can get out of this mess.

There. 60 seconds. All right.

One last, final, cleansing breath.

Perfect.

As I recall, this man blew the whistle on six police officers on a take.

That's guys using their badge to line their pockets.

I'd say they deserved to be weeded out.

I didn't say that they didn't. But how did Lowell do it?

He broke ranks and he spills his guts to outside agencies.

He went to the press!

Maybe he tried going through the department and didn't get anywhere. It happens, you know.

Well, maybe he should've tried a little harder.

You don't have to hang the department's dirty laundry out in public.

Now, where have I heard that before?

What's that supposed to mean?

Oh, that's the same line Knelman used

when you brought charges against Hennessey for sexual harassment.

Are you saying what Lowell and I did is the same thing?

Well, I'm not saying it's exactly the same.

It isn't even close to the same thing!

-I kept my charges in house and you know it, Mary Beth!

-Chris?

-Where are my mittens?

-I'm saying that you acted out of integrity.

-Maybe Lowell did, too.

-I know they're here somewhere.

Christine, you showed that a police officer cannot be above the law.

-So did Lowell.

-Found them.

-Oh, Chris, come on!

And you know what really ticks me off?

He got a TV movie and a gold shield for it. And what did I get?

Flack from the brass. And now I have Patrick Lowell as a partner.

There's the difference!

Chris...! DOOR SLAMS SHUT

Oh, it's cold out there!

Nature has no business calling in weather like this.

Cinnamon.

My wife, Sylvia, ever since we moved to the country,

she's got this thing about cinnamon and spices and natural stuff.

Next thing you know, she's going to put dillweed in my hot chocolate.

HE LAUGHS

You want some coffee?

My dad used to work with a Nat Cagney in Flushing. Is he any relation?

My father's name is Charlie. And he's never worked in Flushing.

Oh.

Oh, then you're a police brat, too. Huh?

-Boy, can I remember...

-I don't want to hear about it.

Well, I don't suppose you do.

I read the papers, I see the news.

I even saw your performance the day of his commission hearings.

-I know all I want to know about you.

-OK.

-I get the picture.

-Well, I'm going to skip yours.

What's it going to be, a TV movie?

About a cop wearing a crown of thorns

who saves the world from six rotten apples?

For what it's worth, I turned the TV movie down.

The widow of the cop who killed himself. She'll be so glad.

DISPATCHER: "Will all cars within the confines of the 14th Precinct attend 30.

"Possibly mugging at the automatic teller machine.

"The Lansing and Lafayette north-east corner."

414 responding.

SIRENS WAIL

Then we seen the guy laying out in front of the money machine

barely conscious and blood all over the place.

And my buddy, he thinks it's a drunk that's passed out.

But I ain't never seen a wino wearing Hunter Down loafers.

You say you can't describe the car

-and you didn't their licence plate, right?

-No.

Did you happen to get a clear look at any of the passengers?

Only the driver.

It was a white kid,

dark hair and with one of those big purple thingamajigs on his face.

-A strawberry mark?

-Yeah, right, right.

Did I happen to see you a couple of months ago on TV?

Possible.

Next stop, Hollywood.

Thank you.

Doughnuts. Doughnuts here.

Courtesy of Mr Woo of Woo's Doughnut shop,

who this morning became proud father of an 8lb baby boy.

Bavarian cream! I hope he believes in large families.

-That's OK, I'm a praline man myself.

-I appreciate it.

OK, thank you.

Beat cop in Bayridge thinks he has a lead on the getaway driver.

Punk kid that he knows. Fits the physical description.

Matches the teller tape.

Billy De Salvo, 1412 Towner Street. You ready?

Oh! I'm sorry, it was a little accident.

When you clean yourself up, I'll be in the car.

LATIN MUSIC

MOANING

-Is this the De Salvo residence?

-Yes.

We'd like to talk to Billy, please.

-He's not here.

-Do you know where he went?

No. Yes, he must be at work.

His uncle has a garage and he works with him,

and he thinks Billy has the makings for a real good mechanic.

-Mind if we come in?

-Uh...

Wait a minute.

He didn't do anything.

I swear to God, he didn't do anything.

Don't hurt him!

Please, just stop!

Freeze, police!

Right there.

Hold it right there.

I didn't do nothing, Gina, I swear.

I didn't do nothing, I swear!

You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be

held against you in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney,

to have an attorney present during questioning.

You know, I kind of hoped having a wife

and a kid might help straighten Billy out.

You see, me and Billy, we go way back.

The first time I collared him, he must have been 11, 12 years old.

About the same time he started running with the Straight Razors.

Any chance that he is still with them?

There's none of them left to be with.

In fact, Billy is about the only one who isn't doing time in Attica.

Any idea who he's running with now?

I asked you a question, do you know who he is with these days?

Is Billy with a gang now?

You know, we've got about a half dozen gangs in Bayridge alone.

Your best bet would be to check with the Youth Gang Division.

OK, I'll do that. Thank you.

Listen, for what it is worth, Billy has boosted his share of cars.

He has even performed wheel service on occasion.

But jumping people at money machines...

It just doesn't sound like Billy.

OK.

You've been very helpful, thanks a lot.

Is he with you?

We ride in the same car.

Prepare yourself, children, for a homebase that transforms

25,000 individual police officers into a single unified force.

What do you know, the fabulous foursome!

Keeping the city safe against poor, defenceless armoured trucks.

-How's it going?

-It's a regular three-ring circus.

-We'll see you back at court.

-All right.

Official word has it that terrorists are behind the robberies, so now all

the teams are scrambling to pin the job on their favourite crackpot.

Yeah, the 29 has got some black paramilitary leader

and the 101 is sitting on some Puerto Rican revolutionary.

My bets are on the neo-Nazis or the KKK.

That's the spirit, Izbecki, eh!

You crack this case for the glory of the old 1-4.

Me personally,

I've a very exciting rendezvous with the Youth Gang Division.

Cagney, can I talk to your partner for a second?

I just want to speak to you for a minute.

Just wondering how things are settling in for you.

-Oh, fine, thanks for asking.

-Yeah, it must be real tough for you,

knowing that everybody hates your guts and all.

Well, what I'm trying to say is, I've come to the conclusion that

you're not a quitter.

I mean, what's the big deal that people treat you like a leper,

you're a big boy, you make your own decisions.

But I don't think you are the type to up and transfer just because

-of a little coffee.

-So, how much you bet?

-What do you mean bet?

-On how long I stick it out.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I hope you didn't bet too much.

Because, you know, I tend to do the unexpected.

-Bayridge... Bay... Bayridge?

-Right.

Sorry, must've been misplaced.

Have you tried checking with the original precinct?

We just came from there.

They said that all the files on neighbourhood gangs are stored

here, at central headquarters.

Believe me, they've got their own copies.

You show them a little muscle, they are bound to deliver.

You expect me to schlep all the way back to Brooklyn?

I'm on a case here, all right, I don't want to play games.

Sarge, the file has been misplaced.

Or thrown out, which is what should have happened to that partner

of yours. The Force doesn't need rats like him.

Officer, I want you to put on your bifocals and find me

that file or I am going straight to your superior.

OK, I'll tell you what I'll do - I'll keep looking.

And if you come back later, without your friend, who knows,

it may turn up.

-Harvey!

-Huh?

Is my typing disturbing your ballgame?

No, honey, it's OK. You go ahead, this game is a sleeper.

Honey, do you want me to bring you some popcorn or beer or something?

Mary Beth,

if you don't want to type, no-one is making you.

I'm so bored.

-Typing the same thing over and over again.

-Oh, over and over.

"Now is the time for all blonde cops to come to the aid

-"of their pregnant partner."

-It was a change of pace.

I'm sure Chris has a good reason for not showing up tonight.

Listen, if she doesn't want to do my breathing exercises with me,

I'm not going to push her.

She's just a backup, you're the coach.

-You are planning to be there, aren't you?

-Ringside seat, kiddo.

She called, she said she was working, but she is still mad.

Whoa, I am not going to let you blame yourself for this one.

She wanted you to agree with her about Lowell

and you did not tell her what she wanted to hear.

No, worse, Harv, I compared her to him.

So what is the big deal?

Lowell, he nails a bunch of cops for being on the take.

Chris, she turns in her boss for sexual harassment.

They both did what they thought they had to do.

Harvey, being a police officer is like being a member of a club,

you have to play by the rules,

especially the unwritten rule that says one cop does not bust another.

You know, there are a lot of people that still give her a hard

time for what she did.

Sweetheart, you know what she did was right.

Oh, yeah, I was the one that was all for turning Hennessey in.

Chris doesn't do anything she doesn't want to do.

Right, which is why she is not here tonight.

She's not, but I am.

What do you want to do? Do want to type or do you want to do Lamaze?

Are those my only choices?

Not if I can help it.

Yes, I realise you went to great pains to steal all that money.

No.

Yes. Yes, I will be waiting for your call.

Goodbye, Mr Tepper.

-Well?

-Just another crackpot.

Marcus, we are working on a task force,

we cannot afford to ignore anyone.

Victor, this man is offering to return the four million

if his landlord gives him back his security deposit.

We should put him on the bottom of the list.

OK, Billy, let's try it again.

What do you want from me? I told you everything.

Oh, come on, you don't really expect me to believe

you pulled this job alone.

It makes no difference to me what you believe.

You think protecting the rest of your gang makes you a big shot,

don't you?

I think it makes you a sucker.

That man...

You know that man that your friends put in the hospital the other night?

Well, he is in a coma still, Billy!

The DA doesn't like having his citizens in a coma,

so I think you're looking at some pretty serious time here.

All right? We're talking armed robbery, attempted murder.

Charges that will put your butt on ice for about 10 to 20 years

minimum.

For what? For whom? For them?!

Will you wise up? All you did was drive the car.

You can't be crazy enough to take this rap alone.

Will you look at me when I am talking you?

Maybe you're not crazy.

Maybe you're just plain dumb.

You've got a wife and a baby.

Are you willing to trash them to protect these punks?

What is Gina supposed to do between visiting days, huh, Billy?

Huh?

Supposed to sit home and grow old, waiting for your parole date?

Me, I'm banking she's not as dumb as her husband.

I'm banking she's going to get herself a new old man in no time.

-Maybe Vinny, may be Double D.

-Shut up.

-Maybe some other gang member!

-Shut up!

-I think we ought to take a break here.

Maybe Billy wants to reconsider having his lawyer present.

What the hell was that all about?

The kid has got rights, I just reminded him.

We gave him his rights, he waived them.

I had him all set up to turn and you deliberately screwed it up, why?

From the five muggings, we got at least three reliable witnesses.

What is this, a soft spot for juvenile delinquents?

If that kid squeals, he's dead.

And even if he survives, he is marked lousy for life.

I just think he should be allowed to make the decision for himself.

I can't believe I'm hearing this.

You're worrying about moral dilemmas and a man is in a coma.

What kind of cop are you?

Maybe not a very good one.

Just when it looks like the kid is starting to crack,

Lowell opens his big mouth and he ruins everything.

Yesterday, I had to drive downtown two times to get case-related info.

The first time we were there,

the detective said he couldn't find anything.

Later, I drove downtown without him and, lo and behold,

everything miraculously appeared.

All right, what is the point you are trying to make here?

The point is, I cannot work with this guy, he is dead weight.

-And I want him removed.

-Dammit, Cagney!

You think you are the only one around here that wants that?

Nobody wants him out of here more than me, nobody!

If I had my way...

But I don't have my way.

My hands are tied, Cagney.

And so are yours.

You got a job to do, do it.

Sorry, Lieutenant.

Cagney, he left this for you.

Thanks.

Do you have a match?

Sorry, I don't smoke.

Word came through from the hospital. That guy your friends beat up...

He's died.

-This is a call you traced?

-In the flesh.

One Stanley Poe, self-proclaimed urban terrorist

and armoured car robber.

What is this self-proclaimed bull? I am an urban terrorist!

And I did rip off the four million.

W-H-A-T.

What is WHAT?

The Whole Of Humanity Against Technology.

You may not know this now, but we are alive and growing.

And we will keep on growing as long as there are demented souls

who care more about machines than people.

Poe is an ex-toll collector. Isn't that right, Mr Poe?

22 years on the Bronx-Whitestone Bridge

and they dumped me for automatic fund collector.

But I got even.

I got their quarters back all right.

Bingo!

Ah-ha!

Six o'clock news, here we come, huh?

LAUGHTER

You got enough there to buy a whole shlew of hotels on Boardwalk

and Park Place.

Counsellor, so what do you think?

Does our detective look dangerous enough for you?

Well...

He is younger than your other ringers, I'll give him that.

Actually...

He could look a little, uh... scruffier.

Newman, would you mind unbuttoning her shirt?

OK, but I'm not sure it is going to make me look any scruffier.

Newman, you're supposed to be in costume,

you've on a clean, white T-shirt.

I know, but my mother told me the same thing your mother told you.

She'll understand, Newman. Excuse me a minute.

Counsellor, if you have no further objections...

-Look, I don't mean to be picky.

-Not at all.

But I do have to make sure my client gets a fair shake.

As you should, sir.

-And I would like to get on with this line-up.

-Of course.

Hey, wait a minute! What about my earring?

Mr Shimmel, is it possible that your client could see his way

to removing it?

Forget it, I got a constitutional right to wear an earring.

An oversight of our founding fathers.

-How do I look?

-As foolish as you feel.

Anyone else need an earring?

Take a clear look at each face.

Start from left to right, please.

Do not stop at number one.

Just go right across the line.

Take your time with it.

Clear your thoughts completely.

And just concentrate on each face.

Do you recognize any of these men?

-You, sir?

-Sorry.

Look hard, as hard as you can.

It's just it was so dark and everything happened so fast.

Try again, you've got to concentrate.

All right, just wait a minute, Detective.

I'm not going to stand by quietly while you lead these witnesses.

Mr Shimmel, please,

none of us want to do anything to jeopardize this line-up. Do we?

Now take another look.

You have seen one of those faces before.

He threw you on the ground, took your wallet and kicked you in the ribs.

Sergeant, I demand you put an end to this at once.

OK, Dave, that's it.

I'm sorry we couldn't be of more help.

Thank you.

Next time try a cattle prod, you might get better results.

Too bad our partner isn't here.

I mean my real partner.

She's on maternity leave.

She's great with guys like you.

She pleads and you hear music.

I don't have any music for you, Billy.

I only have hard, cold facts.

This code of silence is a crock.

A man died.

You drove the getaway car.

And if you don't talk, you're going up for murder.

Now, do you think Double D and Vinnie would protect you?

So why are you protecting them?

Here.

Cos you're scared.

And they're going to keep you scared.

Fear is the only weapon they've got.

But if you stay silent, you stay in jail.

I know you think that makes you some kind of hero,

but I think it makes you a jerk.

Silence is not loyalty, Billy.

At this point, silence is suicide.

So, what are you going to do? Are you going to stand up

and do what's right or keep your mouth shut and let

those guilty kids walk the streets? You tell me.

Interesting words.

-I was applying pressure.

-I see.

Don't you go applying it where it doesn't belong.

Oh, you got a double standard, one for perps and one for cops?

It's the same for you, isn't it? Perps and cops, I mean.

Why don't you give me a break?

I'm going to get Billy's wife to talk some sense into him.

That's the last thing he needs right now.

The last thing I need right now is trouble from you.

-So, are you coming or what?

-Why don't you let him

decide this for himself?

Without Billy's testimony, those punks walk on a murder rap.

You can't force someone into an act of conscience.

I wish we had a choice.

SOBBING

I didn't want to let them in, Billy.

I swear to God, I didn't want to let them in.

But they knocked the door open.

They wanted to know if you'd talk.

So I grabbed Johnny and then we tried to run.

And Double D grabs me by my shoulder and started belting me

on my face over and over and over and I couldn't...

I'm going to make them pay.

No.

He says he'd come back and get me if you talk.

The DA has agreed to reduce the charges against you, Billy.

And he will recommend probation and he will also keep you

and your family in protective custody,

all you have to do is testify.

Do you want to get back at him? You want to get him good?

Then you know what you got to do.

Yeah.

-A little late this morning, aren't you, Cagney?

-Hiya, Coleman.

Let's see.

Yes, I suppose I am by some people's standards, but lucky for me,

those people don't matter very much.

You don't have to get so huffy about it.

When you work as late and as hard as I do, Coleman, you get to be huffy.

That's a privilege to look forward to.

What's this, his idea of a short day? Where the hell is Lowell?

-Haven't seen him.

-Or missed him.

He chalked in and out before I had time to finish my morning coffee.

Maybe that's it. Every time he sees a coffee cup or even smells

a pot brewing, he just flies the coop.

-Did you ask him where he was going?

-Did I talk to him?

-Yeah, that's what I mean.

-You forget, the squad room

and your partner are not on speaking terms.

Never were, never will be.

Wherever he went, I hope he comes back.

I got more days and a lot more money bet on him.

I'll remember that, Victor. I'll tell him when I see him.

By the way, Cagney, congratulations, I hear you got the kid to talk.

Yeah, finally. What about you guys?

He got claiming it was neo-Nazis.

How was I supposed to know it was an inside job?

My condolences.

It turns out to be a couple of their own drivers and a shipping clerk.

So here we are, chasing every washed out,

fly-by-night terrorist group that never existed, and all the time

the money is sitting in some warehouse in Astoria.

-Well, who cracked the case?

-Security guard.

It seems the geniuses forgot to pay the 34 storage space.

So the guard takes a crowbar to the locker, out pops four million bucks.

Can you imagine anybody being that stupid?

-Where the hell have you been?

-The hospital.

-What's going on?

-Billy was knifed last night.

-Is he all right?

-He'll live. This time anyway.

He was supposed to be in protective custody!

Well, it wasn't protective enough!

-Is he all right?

-What do you care?

You got what you wanted.

-Why didn't you call me? Or leave a message...

-Hey, I took care of it.

Hey, Lowell, I know that you're a loner, all right?

And you like to do things your own way, but the fact is,

I am your superior officer, which means you keep me informed!

What are you getting so upset about? It's all over for you.

It's a couple of court dates and you just have to wear a skirt those days.

-Watch it, Lowell.

-No, you listen to me!

It has ended for you and for Billy, it is all just starting.

The guy is a full-fledged informer now.

And that means he's got to spend the rest of his life looking

over his shoulder, wondering if it was all worth it.

It's a hell of a life, don't you think?

I wouldn't know.

Did you do this?

I tell you what I think of you right to your face.

-A rat in your locker? No, it's not my style.

-Style? In this precinct?

You've got to be kidding, style?

Listen, rats, they're nothing compared to what

I've been through the last few years.

You guys have got to try harder than that if you're going to keep me

from being a cop. Because that's all I ever wanted, being a cop.

You know, for me it was more than a job, it was an ideal,

it was something to look up to, something to believe in.

And the funny thing is, I still believe in it.

Even after all these dead rats and your dirty looks and your silent

treatment, I still believe in the job and everything it stands for.

You believe in it?

If you believe in it so much, why did you go to the press?

What, you think I rushed into this?

You think I didn't spend month after month after month getting

jerked around by my precinct captain telling me to sit and wait

while my charge is supposedly checked into.

And a year goes by and they're still being checked into

and the guys are still stuffing their pockets.

And my wife and my son are getting death threats on the telephone.

Yeah, I spilled my guts to the press.

And when they gave me that gold shield,

I'll be damned if I hadn't earned it.

Because I had.

My whole family had.

A cop can't be above the law, he has got to uphold it.

And I did what I had to do, I know that now.

And I also know a cop ate his gun because of my testimony.

I'll never forget that.

And even if I could, I've got people like you around to remind me.

Police chaplain told me once, "God forgives, cops don't."

In.

Out.

Nice and relaxed.

You doofus! You already let it past the 60-second mark.

-Well, you were supposed to be keeping count, too.

-Give me that stopwatch!

-No. Mom!

-Fellas, fellas. This is not relaxing me.

KNOCK ON DOOR

-I'll get it.

-No, I'll get it.

-Both of yous... Both of you go get it!

Go get it!

Michael!

Harvey, who's at the door?

It's me.

-Is it OK if I come in?

-Sure.

-So, how are you feeling?

-Tired.

Harvey is working late and the boys are testing to see

if I really want to be a mother again.

-How are you feeling?

-I'm holding on.

How is the case going?

Uh, well...

One of the gang members beat up the...the kid's wife.

So he finally testified and then we were able to round up the others.

Good work.

Yeah, it seemed to be.

Until Billy got knifed for being a stool pigeon.

Yeah.

Why don't you sit down, Christine?

The consequences. You know, everything we do

-has such consequences.

-Yeah, tell me about it.

I should have come the other night.

Yeah, maybe. But you didn't want to.

Well, when you start comparing me to Lowell, Mary Beth...

Chris, I had no right to shoot my mouth off.

Yeah, you're my partner.

And you're my friend.

And I do want to know what you think.

Not all the time.

No, not all the time.

Do you think the people see what I did

and what Lowell did in the same light?

In my opinion, Christine, turning in Hennessey took a lot of courage.

But it is not the done thing.

Charlie says you never bust another cop.

Chris, you did what you thought was right.

When we have a conscience, we don't have a choice.

I think we always have a choice, Mary Beth.

I do.

I mean, who's to say whether the choice we make is right or not,

but...

I don't know, maybe only God knows that.

Yeah, she'd know.

I didn't mean to make you mad, talking about you

and Lowell in the same breath.

I understand why you did what you did.

And I've been working with him...

You understand why he did what he did?

Mary Beth, now don' put words in my mouth, all right?

You know that makes me angry.

-You going to lose your temper again or only your mittens?

-Don't push it.

I'm glad you're here.

I'm glad you're glad.

So where did you put my stopwatch?

You know, I was getting worried that we are going to have to find

a backup for the backup.

Ready? We will start...

..with one deep cleansing breath. Ready?

16 more days, why couldn't he just stick it out 16 more days?

Damn personnel problems.

As long as they get him out of here, what's the difference?

What's the difference? This is the difference!

THEY LAUGH

123 in Staten Island, the Photographic Unit.

Nine to five.

No, I won't make Chief Of Detectives,

but I'll get to know my wife again.

Yeah. All right.

Thanks. Me too.

I'll see you soon if the freeway's not too bad.

Bye, honey.

Well, I guess that about does it.

I guess so.

See you around.

Lowell!