"So she lives next door." "Yeah, friend of the mayor's." "Says it's basically the same group of people come over every night of the week." "And she smells marijuana smoke." "Every night, except Sunday." "So it's what, like some kind of pot party." "Some kind of catholic pot party." "Tell you what, the chief wants public nuisance busts, we're gonna give him one, okay." "Tomorrow we go start the shifts." "All right." "Yeah." "Hi, you coming home soon." "Yeah, I was just leaving." "Could you pick up some milk and eggs?" "Sure." "Are you drunk?" "Do I sound drunk?" "Yes." "All right, I'm, I'm drunk." "You happy now." "Well, yeah." "Drive carefully cause, yeah, we need those eggs." "How's that marriage going, romeo?" "Oooh, it's going great." "You know what, it's a lot like Vietnam." "We both know we can't win." "We both know innocent people may get hurt in the course of action but until some authority figure like the president or a priest tell us to get out, nobody's leaving." "I think I'm gonna have one more drink." "Oh, yeah, that'll help." "?" "This is modern day America?" "Yeah." "Where are you?" "I'm here." "Where?" "I'm, um, in the truck." "Where?" "Um, aaaaah." "I'm uh, out front." "Get your ass in here right now." "Okay." "I can explain." "It's not what you think, okay." "I had a very long day and uh, I went out." "It's bad" "I was exhausted and I, I went out and I had a drink with the guys and Jan and uh, you know." "Quite frankly, I think I deserve a little credit, not only for only for making it home safe and sound but for a remembering the milk and the um... eggs." "I think you have a drinking problem." "I don't have a drinking problem." "I was tire- yeah, you do." "No, I don't then prove it." "Quit." "I can quit whenever I want." "Yeah, what about that time I quit a couple years ago." "I quit for about two months." "You had a broken face, mike, you were sipping food through a straw." "Yeah, and I could a easily sucked up booze through that straw but I didn't, did I." "Quit for a month." "I can quit for a month." "Starting right now." "Fine." "Fine." "I'm not gonna check up on you this time, mike." "You wanna cheat, you go ahead." "You'll only be cheating yourself." "Fine." "Dr. Lanyard's office." "Hey, Trish, it's mike." "Aah, hey, mike." "How you doin?" "Um, is he in?" "No, you didn't hear." "Hear what?" "Why are you whispering?" "Why are you whispering?" "I'm not whispering, I'm... tired." "Dr. Lanyard got arrested last night." "What." "I thought you were calling to maybe take care of it or something." "What happened?" "This cop came in and said the doctor was giving prescriptions to people who didn't need them." "Hello?" "Look, did you happen to remember the name of whoever the head cop was." "Garrity." "You seem to remember that pretty well." "He asked me out." "I'm seeing him Wednesday." "Hello?" "Garrity." "Hey, it's McNEIL from the two-one." "What's with the whispering?" "I got uuh, laryngitis." "Hey ah, that doctor you busted." "What was he, a friend of yours?" "No, no, no but I got a case against him." "He's very dirty." "He's gonna being playing doctor a long time on riker's island." "Great." "Good, good." "Yeah, later." "Bye." "Check it out, man." "It's the right address." "Got 'em." "Are you nervous?" "No." "Hey, Frankie." "Hey, mike." "What do you got on Garrity?" "Garrity, Garrity." "Let me see." "Oh, he screwed a hooker for about three or four years." "Really." "Yeah." "Drinkin problem." "Blow problem." "Great!" "Yeah, but then he went to rehab." "That sucks." "Yeah, the whole nine yards." "Hey, you okay?" "Yeah one my shoulders just acting up." "You don't any painkillers or any stuff like that." "No." "No?" "Hey you know my wife's got this stuff." "She bought it on a trip to Ireland." "This pari-something--it's like aspirin but has codeine in it." "Codeine?" "Yeah." "Codeine's good." "I'll, I'll bring some up for you tomorrow." "Thanks, man." "All right." "Goodnight." "Take care of yourself." "What's the matter, baby?" "I'm sorry, Hun." "I just, I don't know, I guess-- a tough day at work." "I'm sorry." "That's okay." "Let's have a drink." "Um, I don't know." "You don't want a whiskey." "Well" "I got a bottle of Middleton." "Where'd you get that?" "Well, you, it was the best whiskey in the world so I searched high and low until I found some." "What'd you say?" "You know what, Hun, I'm really tired." "Let's just lets lie here and just relax." "You wanna snuggle." "Yeah, yeah I do." "There, there we go." "Tattoo boy." "Bob Marley's cousin." "Ex-Rodie from the who." "Swinger and his wife and Barbara bush." "And look it's brad Pitt." "Very funny." "Got the pics, huh?" "Yeah." "The only piece that don't fit is the old broad." "Otherwise, it's like the jerry Garcia fan club." "Maybe it's the main guy's mom." "She comes over and cooks for them after they get high." "Oh yeah, that's it." "Well, my mom would." "It's an Italian thing." "Hey." "Here's that Irish aspirin." "Ah, that great, thanks man." "What happen." "Your supplier dry up." "Yeah, Garrity busted him." "What are those?" "Oh, these." "Uh-ho." "These saved my marriage." "Really." "Yeah, a couple of months ago just between us," "I was having a little trouble in the bedroom, stepping up to bat as it were." "Well, with these things, it's like I'm swinging a sequoia." "You want one." "Yeah, like I need Viagra." "No, no, no, these aren't Viagra." "It's something else." "Something new." "And these, these aren't even on the market yet." "They're suppose to be two to three times more powerful than the purple ones." "I'm test driving 'em for my doctor." "You carrying these around?" "Mikey, these are like gold." "Wherever I go, they go." "You know how the president has that special suitcase-- the football yeah, well this is my football." "End of the world comes this afternoon," "I just pop one of these babies and grab the nearest broad." "Sounds like Armageddon to me." "Could happen." "Mmm... oh... sorry, Hun." "That's okay." "No..." "that's okay." "It's just, I don't know." "Guess I'm just tense." "Oh, boy." "It' just, I don't know, been a long week at work." "No, I'm tired, I'm tired anyway." "So just relax." "You must have some cold." "I uh, actually, it's for my kids." "I have um, ten kids." "This stuff is for grownups." "Ah, well, their mostly uh, teenagers." "Big uh, teenagers." "Hey, it's McNEIL." "Look I need a uh, script pad from that doctor lanyard;" "I'm working on a case." "Case of what, withdrawal?" "Listen, Lanyard's running scared." "He gave you up last night." "I'll give you the pad." "You give me a letter of recommendation for a transfer to a squad on the upper west side." "Fine." "Hey, how's the laryngitis?" "Putz." "What!" "Sir, the doctor who wrote this prescription was arrested four days ago." "That's terrible, um, you know he uh, he gave that to me last week." "No, this is today's date." "I'm calling the police." "You know what you don't have to because I'm a cop." "And uh, this, this was a test." "That's what this was." "A test?" "Yeah, it's a test to just to make sure that you know just fill any old prescription that comes down the pike and was testing you pass with flying colors." "Thank you." "You're welcome." "Um, let me ask you something, do you have any more of that liquid green cold medicine cause there doesn't seem to be any on the shelf." "Can I have the prescription back." "No." "Do you ever smoke pot, Jan?" "No, I was a good girl." "Took a Quaalude once though when I was 18." "How was that?" "Wild!" "So fun, ended up making out with my own cousin for three and a half hours." "Really?" "Yeah, she thought it was great though." "And you?" "Me what?" "Did you ever smoke pot?" "Nah, nah no pot." "No cousins." "Nothin'." "Mmm." "Hey, we're gonna bust that pot party out on Friday night in case you have plans." "I ran the photos." "Everybody came up clean." "Good." "Was he just wearing green lipstick?" "Yeah." "Hey." "Hey, mickey." "Gotta little something on your lip there." "Hey, uh, I think I might need a couple of those purple pills." "Oh, you had a change of heart, huh?" "I don't know, I think not having my pill it's it's like affecting my penis or something." "Well, the penis is a very delicate instrument my friend." "One time my wife stopped cooking with butter behind my back, my joint went Al dente on me for about a month." "Really!" "Yeah, here you go, stud." "Now these take about twenty or thirty minutes to kick in it'll last a couple of hours." "Okay." "These yellow ones, no one knows for sure." "Now they're suppose to be really powerful so just take half." "Half all right--now how does it take for these to work?" "I don't know." "Savin' mine for the weekend." "All right, man, thanks." "You're welcome." "Hello." "Hey, baby." "I'm on my way over." "And?" "And I am very, very horny." "Oh!" "I like the sound of that." "Okay, see you in fifteen." "I'Il be waiting." "All right." "Yeah, back in the saddle baby." "Hello." "Hey, baby." "I'm in the bathroom." "Get undressed and get into bed." "Okay." "Okay, pal." "Come on." "Make papa look good." "Hey." "Hope you're ready for this, detective." "I think I am." "Wow." "That is great." "Whew, oh." "A little head rush there." "You okay?" "Yeah, everything's purple." "Oh, my god." "Oh, my god." "Mike, what's the matter?" "Wow!" "Oh, baby, you are ready." "Yes, you are purple." "What?" "Huh." "Purple." "Yeah, you're purple." "Great." "Wait mike." "Did you take Viagra?" "No--uh, something else." "Something new." "Come here." "You're not even going to lie to me about it." "Honey, 97% of my blood supply is currently located in my lap." "I can't lie." "I can actually barely hold a conversation, come on." "Come on." "Honey, honey." "Why do you feel the need to take a drug before you have sex with me?" "It's it's not a drug, it's like a vitamin." "How would you feel if before we made love," "I took a hit of extacy?" "You got any." "Come on." "Honey, honey." "Honey, come on, I can't have an argument right now," "I'm, I'm losing my verbal skills." "Hun?" "What am I suppose to do with this?" "Why don't you take it home to your wife." "I'm sure it's been a long time since she's seen it." "Oh, that's nice." "That's great." "Unbelievable." "I'll take it home to wife... hello." "Hey, it's me." "Why are you whispering?" "Um, I'm in a church." "I'm on my way home right now, okay?" "Aren't you on nights now?" "Yeah, but I was, I was thinking about you and that, that purple bikini and was just thinking, you know, and I got picked to cover, so what do you say?" "What purple bikini?" "Are you drunk?" "Am I drunk?" "No, I'm horny." "So what do you say?" "Okay." "Uh, hurry though." "Okay." "I heard that." "Ah, yeah." "Well, hear this." "Aaah!" "What happened?" "I caught my penis in the door, okay." "Baby, even with chemical help, it ain't that big." "Very funny." "Oh, no, no, not now, pal, come on." "Damn." "Time's almost up." "There you go, pal." "Yeah." "Hurry up now, hurry up." "Hello, stranger." "Hello." "Are you wearing green lipstick?" "Yes." "No I, I bought a lollipop on the way over." "Sour apple." "What are you fourteen again?" "In more ways than one baby." "Lollipop?" "I, uh, I was buying a lollipop I felt a chill coming on me and I thought just to be safe in case, uh, honey, don't, don't blow out the candles, honey." "Please?" "Harrigan." "Frank, it's me." "Why are you whispering?" "Cause I'm a guilty, broken, evil man." "Oh, hey, that new, uh, pill, how long does it last, ballpark figure." "Well, they said possibly up to eight hours." "Oh my god." "But nobody knows for sure, could last longer." "Is there any way I can call it off." "Well, you can always take matters into your own hands." "Did that already, four times." "Four ti--four times?" "Hey, Mikey, would you do me a favor and write all this down, you know it's my doctor he's researching." "Nope." "Hello?" "Four times." "Here she comes, Jan." "Got her." "Excuse me, miss, my name is Jan Fendrich," "I'm with the new York city police department." "I'd like to look inside your friend's apartment here." "Yes, but-- who is it." "Everybody freeze." "Get your hands out where we can see it." "Officer, this isn't what you think." "Yeah, right, lady." "These people are here for treatment." "What treatment?" "I uh, I have cancer." "Let me guess, lung cancer." "Him has brain cancer." "Him have two surgery and in chemo." "What about these two?" "Them both have leukemia." "And grace, glaucoma." "And James here has, what is it again?" "A bad back." "A really bad back." "Mmm, there's some dank nuggets here." "Humboldt county?" "Nice twist." "I don't know, what do you think?" "I think we should leave them be, they have their own little Hmo going here." "Self-medicating-- hell, I think you know a little bit about that." "I think you guys are absolutely right, I think we should let 'em go." "And the mayor's friend that lives next door what do we tell her?" "Tell her to move." "I didn't think you'd let them off like that, Michael, nice call." "Yeah, my old man died of cancer." "I think he would preferred sitting around getting high and eating twinkies then wasting away in that little room over at sisters of mercy." "Well, I think we should at least go back up there and haul in the guy with the bad back." "Tommy." "He's just in it for the ganja, mike." "It's called compassion." "Okay." "Ever heard of it?" "People ain't perfect;" "they hooked on things, okay." "Maybe, 'cause they're scared, all right, or they're stupid, or their parents beat the crap out of 'em when they were kids but they need something to keep their world at arm's length." "They need somethin' with the, with the sorrow and the-- and the pain of death and the time, tommy, the time." "What the hell are you on?" "Freak." "Hey." "Do yourself a favor, turn around, get out of here really fast." "Why?" "Because the lieutenants' looking for you and he's out for blood." "About what?" "Friend of the mayor that lives next door." "Yeah." "Called up, complained again, they sent Garrity down there he busted the whole pot house." "Oh, really." "Oh yeah, and just as they're going down, you know, they start giving you up as the guy that let them off." "Bet you it was the old broad." "She probably piped up first, you know she had a look." "Yeah, well, get going." "He's says he's gonna kick your ass." "No, no, no, if that's the case, he's gonna find my ass right where it belongs, right here, front and center." "Bring it on, go tell 'em, tell him I'm here." "I'm ready." "Go ahead." "Where's pip?" "He's in the other room with some pharmacist lookin' and mug shots." "I'm going to get some coffee, want anything?" "Uh, yeah that would be great, I would love a cappuccino with some-- Michael?" "Hey?"