"I hate doing general control in the projects." "Come on." "Today wasn't a bad day." "Curry." "You smell that?" "Yeah, Indian food." "First floor, you got jerk chicken, chicken jambalaya, chicken enchiladas... curry chicken." "Hey, you notice it's always chicken?" "Yeah, 'cause in all those countries, they keep chickens in the house." "They eat their own pets." "What?" "Yeah, yeah, seriously." "I heard dog is really good." "Come on." "I'm just saying that each floor, as you pass, it's like a world tour of food." "Yeah, well, I'm just glad the elevators aren't working." "They always stink." "You know what that smell is?" "Dead bodies." "What do you mean?" "Yeah." "When the Muerte a Todos moved in here and took over this building, they'd kill guys and shove them down the elevator shaft." "They found like stacks of dead bodies on each of the roofs of the elevators." "True story." "No!" "Let me go!" "Get up!" "Police!" "Open up!" "Police!" "Open the door!" "Police!" "We're coming in!" "Ugh!" "Stop!" "Police!" "Watts, get over here." "The kid's hurt bad." "Is he breathing?" "I don't know." "I don't know." "Let me check." "Dispatch, this is Bridge 32." "Dispatch, do you read?" "Dispatch, do you read?" "Damn things." "They're useless in here." "Yeah, police emergency." "Officer Kettler, Bridge Division." "We have a child in distress." "We need an ambulance to 27037 Albert Street." "We got a pulse." "Apartment 1006." "No, no, it's... it's gone." "Kettler." "Yeah, yeah, it's there, it's there!" "Hurry!" "Just s-stay with me, kid." "Okay?" "Just... just stay with me, all right?" "Are they coming?" "Yeah." "How long?" "They don't know." "What do you mean, "They don't know"?" "What I said." "They don't know." "What do you think?" "Do we wait?" "I don't know, man." "I'm not sure I'm getting a pulse." "Yeah, yeah, it's there, it's there!" "Okay, so we wait, right?" "You know ambulances don't like coming down here." "They're always late." "We move this kid, Division will hand us our ass." "It's protocol." "We don't wait, we lose our jobs." "He's in bad shape, okay?" "Really bad shape!" "If we don't take him, he's gonna die!" "I know!" "I know." "So we're gonna take him!" "We got to take him right now!" "Get him up." "Get him up." "Let's go." "Come on." "¶ I got mine ¶" "¶ I got mine ¶" "¶ I got mine ¶" "¶ Oh, baby ¶" "Good night." "Ross might be getting out of prison." "Really?" "How's that?" "One of the police department's medical examiners has been cooking the evidence." "The, uh, the smiley one they call Dr. Feelgood?" "Do you know her?" "Yeah, she testified in a few cases that Tommy and I had over in Bridge Division." "Well, evidently, she has some deep personal opinions on who's guilty and who's innocent, so she's been making the forensics fit the crime." "Got to be kidding me." "I wish I was." "All of her cases could end up in wrongful convictions." "Including Ross's." "Yeah, Ross is definitely on the list." "She was involved in processing the evidence in the death of his wife." "She was going to testify, and then Ross decided to plead it out." "What's the prosecutor's office saying?" "I'm getting mixed messages." "They may decide to vacate the conviction, but then again, a cop kills his wife, they don't like that too much, and they might just decide to re-file." "How long before we know?" "A few months, maybe a couple weeks?" "Hmm." "You coming over tonight?" "I got a poker game tonight." "Oh." "Okay." "Well, if you change your mind... don't change your mind..." "I'm going to bed early." "Good night, Abby." "Hey, did you hear about our M.E., Dr. Feelgood?" "Yeah, yeah." "I just heard about that." "Yeah, me too, a couple hours ago." "Frank, I got like three cases where me and Alex used her in trial to testify on forensics." "And now they could all walk on wrongful convictions." "Yeah, I know." "She did the forensics on Ross's case, too." "Looks like he might get a "Get Out Of Jail Free" card." "Yeah?" "Hadn't thought of that." "Rabbi." "Hey, Rabbi." "You know what, I'll call you back when I can." "Hey, what's up?" "Remember Kettler and Watts?" "Yeah." "Found a badly injured kid in one of the apartments here." "Looked to them like somebody was beating on him." "Guy ran off before they could stop him." "Anyway, they broke protocol, they carried the kid down the stairs, and they drove him to the hospital." "The kid make it?" "They probably saved his life, but, uh, he's in bad shape." "So, what do you need me for?" "Well, you know we got a new division commander," "Caulfield, right?" "Mm-hmm." "He comes down to the hospital, reads them the riot act about how they could have made the kid's injuries worse." "Now he's threatening to bring charges against them... reckless endangerment." "I want you to talk to these guys." "Yeah, of course." "So, the brass is trying to deflect, keep the department's nose clean?" "Yeah, no kidding." "And you know how short-staffed we are at Bridge Division." "Yeah." "So, Caulfield sends them back here to secure the apartment as a crime scene." "You got to be kidding me." "After all those things these guys have gone through?" "I went off on the guy." "I told him, "So what?" "They broke protocol." "These guys are heroes!"" "Hey, fellas." "Hey." "Hey." "Frank." "Hi." "How are you?" "Hey, Frank." "Really appreciate you guys coming down here like this." "Yeah, no problem." "Stuff like thisas got to stop." "You guys should be at home with your kids." "Yeah." "Yeah, speaking of which, how is the kid?" "Any change?" "We don't know yet." "I called Tommy." "He's staying on top of it." "All right." "I'll show you." "This is the apartment here." "You guys been back in yet?" "No." "Looking for the super first, see who pays the rent." "Did you find him?" "No." "So, you guys find a hurt kid." "And then what?" "You call an ambulance?" "Yeah." "You know how that goes." "Won't even come into the projects without a police escort." "And even if you can get one, it's usually gonna be late." "Yeah, I know." "It's a real problem." "What were you guys doing here in the first place?" "You tell him." "I'm gonna have a look around." "Well, usual tour." "Guy flags us down, says there's a domestic on 10." "Elevators are busted, so by the time we get up here and have the domestic, the boyfriend's already split." "And the girlfriend's high, so she doesn't want to make a big deal of getting whacked around." "Anyway, we're leaving, and that's when we hear this kid, right?" "Whoa, whoa, whoa, hang on a second." "Drop the gun, lady!" "Where's my son?" "Put the gun down!" "Do it now!" "Give me the gun." "Shoot her!" "I want my son." "Put the gun down." "I'm not telling you again!" "Put it down!" "Shoot her!" "I'm taking the shot." "No, don't take the shot." "I know her." "She's a crackhead whore." "She used to be my C.I. Just give me a minute." "Where is he?" "I want my son." "Get back!" "Police business!" "Get back in your homes now!" "You son of a bitch cops!" "What did you do to him?" "!" "Cathy, you don't put down that gun," "I'm gonna tell these guys to shoot you." "Frank?" "Cathy!" "Are you high?" "The cops took him, Frank." "Cathy, he's fine." "He's just got a bump on the head, but he's fine." "Now, put down the damn gun." "Cathy, put down the gun." "Fine." "Shoot her." "You hear that, Cathy?" "We're gonna shoot you." "That what you want?" "At the count of 2." "1... 2." "What the hell is wrong with you?" "Get yourself shot." "Okay." "Oh, my God." "You okay?" "Just got to catch my breath." "You dumb whore, you almost made me shoot you." "God, I'm..." "I'm shaking." "What the hell's the matter with you?" "!" "I'm sorry." "I'm..." "I'm sorry." "Just get the hell away from me." "Where's my son, Frank?" "He's at the hospital." "I'll take you there." "Uncuff her." "I'll take her to the hospital." "No, no, no, no, no, no." "I'm taking her in." "Rabbi?" "Come here." "Guys, I got her." "Don't you move." "Look... you guys really want to go through with that with everything else you got going on, hmm?" "Rabbi's right." "Probably gonna blame this one on us, too." "Look, it's her kid, okay?" "I say we cut her a break, but it's really up to you guys." "I don't know." "I don't know!" "Hey, hey." "I want to get home sometime this year." "Okay?" "Okay." "Okay!" "If I see you tricking again, I'm busting your ass!" "I don't trick no more." "Shut your mouth." "Frank." "What about the gun?" "What gun?" "Yeah, right." "What gun?" "Let's lock this place down." "I'll give you guys a hand." "Wait." "Um, I want to get a bag." "I got to go get him some clean underwear and clean PJs and some socks." "Repeat after me." "Cathy, repeat after me." ""These two cops saved my son's life. "" "These cops saved my son." "Exactly." "Anybody asks, that's what you say." "Yeah, yeah." "So, is this your place?" "Yeah." "That guywho is he?" "here, What guy?" "The guy that was here, that probably hurt your boy." "He wouldn't do that." "Who is it?" "My ex." "Your ex-pimp, Owen?" "He's..." "He was my boyfriend." "He also got you hooked on drugs." "Do you remember that?" "Does he live here?" "No." "Well, then, why the hell would you let that lowlife come in and watch your kid?" "What, are you gonna come over to my place and watch him?" "I have to work, Frank." "You ever hear of a babysitter?" "Owen comes over when I'm not here, okay?" "He says that I owe him money, and if I'm not gonna go with guys to get it, then he takes my kid and he holds him hostage until I cash my paycheck." "Why wouldn't you come and talk to me about that?" "You'd have him arrested, and that would ruin everything." "I'm trying to get him off drugs, like me, so him and me can get back together." "You're living in Cathy Fantasy Land." "It's different this time, Frank." "I'm just saying, me and Owen could be like a real family, you know?" "Yeah, I can see Owen mowing the lawn." "Is he the father of your kid?" "I don't know." "He says he isn't." "Why am I not surprised?" "How much does he say you owe him?" "I don't know." "It..." "It keeps changing." "I bet it does." "Thought you said the elevators weren't working." "They weren't." "You at that 24-hour grocery?" "Yeah." "I bag groceries till 2:00 in the morning." "I've been clean for six months, Frank." "You keep saying." "I am!" "I go to two meetings a day." "So, what, you have your higher power watching your kid when you're at these meetings, then?" "Well, he don't got a grandma or anybody else to look after him." "I was clean when I had him." "He don't have those kind of problems." "Well, that's good." "He's a good boy." "He watches after himself." "How old is he?" "6." "6, and you left him alone?" "They're gonna take him away from me, aren't they?" "Yeah, they're probably gonna try." "I just got him out of foster care." "He's all I got." "I can't lose him again." "Cathy, do yourself a favor." "Tell the cops where Owen is." "They'll put in a good word for you." "I don't know where Owen is." "You don't know, or you won't say?" "I don't know!" "Frank." "They take you away from Abby's cozy arms, did they?" "Actually, I was playing a hot hand of stud poker when I got the call." "Where's the scene?" "10th floor." "It's being secured." "Is that Crackhead Cathy?" "Why do you all call me that?" "I was never into crack." "I was doing heroin." "Yeah, we know." "We like the alliteration." "It has a nice ring to it." "It was her kid that got hurt." "She'll be back to give you a statement later." "Okay, you hear that, Cathy?" "You're gonna come back and talk to us, right?" "Yeah, of course." "I'm not on drugs." "Tell them I'm clean, Frank." "Says she's clean." "Right, right, right." "You guys want to get your radar up for Owen Palter, her ex-pimp." "For God's sake, Cathy." "Hasn't this guy done already enough to ruin your life?" "You just never saw the good side of him." "He's a sweet person, down deep." "He's..." "He's really great with my kid." "He takes him to the zoo and for burgers." "You know where Owen is, Cathy?" "How many girls he got working for him now?" "Oh, Cathy, come on." "You know he's got six or seven girls." "What are their names?" "They change all the time." "Because gangs take them away from him." "He's got no street cred." "I know the corner they usually work." "Yeah?" "Mm-hmm." "To be working?" "Yeah, it seems to be." "Come on, let's go see your kid." "Let's go, guys." "After you." "Guess we're taking the stairs." "You just wait here a minute, okay?" "Gonna be all right?" "Stay here, Cathy." "Cathy was a good C.I. When she wasn't high." "Yeah, she helped us to find this pickup truck that killed all those homeless people, remember?" "Yeah, I remember the first time I busted her." "Owen was with her." "He ran like hell." "The guy is still running." "One thing, he carries a 9-mil." "We should keep that in mind, right?" "Happy times." "Hey, hey!" "What are you doing?" "!" "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." "I just want to see my kid." "I know, I know." "Sorry." "It's all right." "Stop saying "sorry. "" "You got a tissue?" "You got makeup on your face." "Sorry." "You're gonna have to wet it." "Use the car." "Hey, Tommy." "Listen, I just got off the phone with the hospital." "Cathy's kid just got rushed into emergency surgery." "How is he?" "He's bleeding into his brain." "All right." "Used to be so pretty, you know?" "Should've seen me in high school, Frank." "Thank you." "What, you just couldn't wait to score?" "He's my sponsor." "That guy's your sponsor?" "Yeah." "He lives in my building, and he heard about it." "Here, you want his phone number?" "Here's his card." "Go ahead." "Call him up." "I'm going to." "Hey, come on, Frank." "What did the doctor say?" "Is he okay?" "Is he gonna die?" "He's not gonna die." "He came through the surgery just fine." "Thank God." "Thank God." "They're gonna do an MRI now." "And what if that turns out bad?" "Cathy, I don't know what to tell you." "You..." "You said it was just a little bump on the head." "Why did you say that?" "You had a gun in your hand." "You shouldn't have lied to me, Frank." "You shouldn't be protecting your ex." "You don't know Owen did anything." "You want to clear him?" "Tell me where he is." "I told you, I don't know." "You sure you're not high?" "I've turned my whole life around." "Why won't anybody believe me?" "Cathy!" "What the hell?" "!" "I went out on a limb for you, remember that?" ""Get my kid out of foster care, I can take care of him. "" "Thistaking care of him?" "It wasn't my fault." "No, it's never your fault." "Who are you, the new boyfriend?" "Frank Leo." "Oh." "Uh, police union, right?" "Yeah." "Who are you?" "Sorry." "Marta Davin." "Child welfare." "Ah." "Can you give us a minute?" "I'll go have a cigarette." "No, you wait right there where I can see you." "Give me some money for the vending machine so I can buy a candy bar?" "Get me one, too." "So, what's your interest here?" "A couple of my guys found the boy." "He was in rough shape." "They didn't want to wait for the ambulance, so they drove him here themselves." "Probably saved his life." "But, "Did their actions cause any of his injuries," right?" "Exactly." "There's gonna be a lot of questions." "It's the old Solomon dilemma." "Damned if you do, damned if you don't." "So, what's the fallout gonna be for them?" "Uh, to start, suspensions without pay." "If this thing goes sideways, they could be looking at reckless endangerment." "No good deed goes unpunished." "Do you know who hurt the kid in the first place?" "Was it Cathy?" "No, she was at work." "We think it was her ex, Owen." "But she's protecting him." "Lives to be in denial." "I know." "So, you find Owen, prove he's the one who hurt the kid, and that gets your guys off the hook, is that it?" "That's the hope, yeah." "But so far, she says she doesn't know where he is." "Well, it's Cathy." "She's a drug addict." "If she's breathing, she's lying." "Yeah." "I don't know how many chances I've given her over the years." "I can't even count." "Breaks your heart." "Same thing here..." "You know, I've given her every opportunity to keep her kid." "And now I've got no choice." "I'm gonna have to take him away from her." "You think you can hold off on that for just a bit?" "Why?" "What are you thinking?" "Well, I'd like to use the threat as a bargaining chip, see if I can't get Cathy to tell me where Owen is." "Yeah, okay." "I can't really do anything till the kid's up and around, anyway." "Great." "Thanks." "I appreciate it." "Oh, Cathy, damn it!" "I have no idea where Cathy got to." "Talked to Jill and Alex." "She didn't go home." "Probably with that idiot Owen." "Look on the bright side." "Maybe she just went out and scored." "Yeah, I was hoping she went and saw her sponsor." "But I called the guy." "He hasn't seen her." "You know, if these cops get charged with hurting Cathy's kid and this thing goes to trial, without Owen, we got nothing." "Yeah." "You talk to that doctor this morning?" "Yeah, so far, he's halfway on board." "He's pretty confident Kettler and Watts didn't do anything to put the kid in any further danger, but he can't be sure, so he's covering his ass." "You know, I was thinking," "Kettler and Watts called for an ambulance but didn't wait, did they?" "It'd be good to know what time the ambulance got to the building." "That way, if it was late, like they thought it was gonna be, that's gonna help them." "Exactly." "Frank, Tommy, you need to se this." "These two officers, Kettler and Watts, took it upon themselves to decide the fate of Cathy's little 6-year-old boy, Mark." "Instead of waiting for an ambulance, they manhandled Mark down 10 flights of stairs and drove him at excessive speeds, unsecured, to the hospital." "If, by the grace of God, Mark survives this ordeal, he may have permanent physical damage." "And who will take care of him?" "Will these officers feed him and clothe him?" "Pay for his constant medical care?" "That is why today we are filing a $50 million lawsuit against the police department and both officers, Watts and Kettler, so that this will never again happen to another little boy." "At least we know where Cathy is now." "She's on the gravy train." "I know that lawyer, Elliot Buell." "He was probably just waiting at the hospital for a chance to talk to her." "I took my eye off her for a minute." "Now on top of a possible criminal trial, the union's got a lawsuit to defend." "Oh ho ho!" "Will the happiness never end?" "Well, the good news and the bad news is that he usually doesn't take it all the way to court, which means he'll settle..." "probably $5 million." "That's usually about as low as he goes." "Yeah, but you put a million in legal fees on top of that, it's gonna be $6 million to the union." "Which we don't have." "Abby St. James." "Hello, Elliot." "Speak of the devil." "Just saw you on TV." "Yes, we do need to talk." "I'm gonna need a shower after this." "Mommy will be right back." "Use up all that money I gave you?" "I know, I know." "You're pissed, right?" "Pissed?" "No." "Not even disappointed." "Disgusted, maybe." "I'm..." "I'm sorry, Frank." "Yeah, that's you." ""Sorry, sorry, sorry. "" "Okay!" "I'm not sorry." "You lied to me." "Those cops are the ones that hurt my son." "They saved his life, Cathy." "Cops don't save anybody." "They hurt people like me." "You know what?" "That's enough." "You've always gotten as much as you gave with me." "You're just different." "Anyways, you're not a cop no more." "Hey, did you see me on TV?" "Yeah, I saw you on TV." "How'd I look?" "The same." "You always look the same..." "like you're back on the streets." "They can dress you up, but you're still a whore for money." "Frank, it's the only way for me to keep my son, okay?" "If..." "If I have money, they can't take him away from me." "What, did your lawyer tell you that one?" "That's not true." "They're gonna take your son." "It doesn't matter how much money you got." "They're gonna take him away." "You put him in danger." "Do you understand that?" "I didn't mean to." "I know." "I know you didn't." "But they're not gonna see it like that." "You're his mother." "Whatever happens to him, you're responsible." "I know." "I feel sick about leaving him alone." "I'll never do it again, never." "I promise." "Okay, well, I might be able to help you keep your son." "Oh, you could?" "How?" "Two things." "One, drop this lawsuit." "Two, where's Owen?" "I don't know where Owen is!" "You know, Cathy." "Frank Leo!" "Elliot Buell." "How are you?" "It's a one-time offer, Cathy." "Frank, I have to ask you not to speak to my client." "Cathy, they're ready." "Let's go." "Cathy." "Why shouldn't I have some money, Frank?" "W" " Why can't I get a break for once in my life?" "It's..." "It's my turn now." "I have never had anything in my life." "You have your son." "I will have him." "Cathy, those officers are gonna go to jail for doing the right thing." "Go ahead in there." "They're the ones that hurt him." "His MRI shows he's got a... he's got a fractured spine caused by those two guys carrying him down the stairs." "That's enough, okay, buddy?" "What did forensics say?" "Well, we found some hair in the dent in the wall." "It looks like that's where the kid got his head injury." "Did you find Owen?" "Ah, not yet, no." "Listen, he did some time, right?" "Mm-hmm." "A connection withhave made on the inside?" "Are you kidding?" "He's not black, he's not Hispanic, he's not Aryan." "He's a Jew from the suburbs." "Right, right." "Hey." "I got the ambulance dispatcher coming in." "I'm gonna talk to her." "You want in on that?" "Uh, maybe." "Let me think about it." "Give me a minute." "Listen, Frank." "There's something you should know about." "Those two cops, Watts and Kettler?" "They said they were responding in the building, right?" "Mm-hmm." "There was no domestic." "A prostitute named Wendy says Watts sees her every night as they're going on shift." "Kettler waits for him in the hall." "Idiots!" "Listen, uh, she also said she saw Cathy holding a gun on those two guys." "Is it true?" "No, that was my cellphone." "I gave it to Cathy to check on her kid." "Oh, right." "I don't know." "That prostitute, you know, kind of throws a wrinkle into things and why they're saying they were in the building." "You gonna sit on that for a minute?" "I'll try, Frank, okay?" "But that lawyer, Buell, has got private detectives all over the place, going door to door in the building." "I don't know." "It's gonna come out." "Okay." "Thanks for the heads-up." "If you find Owen, let me know." "I know him." "Maybe he'll talk to me." "Okay." "Let me think about it." "Oh, yeah, uh..." "Jill's out talking to his girls now." "We figure he's bound to show up there sooner or later, as soon as he runs out of money." "Stop!" "Owen!" "Owen!" "Stop!" "Stop!" "Damn it!" "I cannot believe you lied to me." "How do you expect me to help you if you're gonna lie to me?" "Come on, Frank..." "Shut up!" "I should just let the brass fry both your asses, you know that?" "It's my fault." "No kidding." "How long you been seeing this hooker, anyway?" "Since my wife split, okay?" "But not you?" "No." "Just wait in the hallway like a faithful dog?" "Is that it?" "I told you this would bite us in the ass." "I said that, right?" "that?" "Oh, okay." "Mr. "Ask her if she'll do us both for the same price. "" "Hey, geniuses!" "Shut the hell up!" "What's wrong with you two?" "Listen to yourselves." "Is there a brain between the two of you I can talk to here?" "Frank, we never should have lied to you." "It was stupid." "You think?" "Okay, look, we're sorry." "What can we do to help ourselves out on this?" "First of all, you don't ever lie to me again." "Secondly, when it comes out about this hooker... and it will come out..." "you deny, you understand?" "Deny, deny, deny." "It's your word against hers." "People already think we screwed up taking the kid to the hospital." "They're probably gonna believe her anyway." "That doesn't matter." "You don't need any more problems." "You could be facing criminal charges as it is." "All you did is try and help this kid." "That's it." "Anybody else asks what you were doing in the building, you were doing your rounds." "No." "Anybody else asks what you were doing in the building, you keep your mouths shut." "You understand me?" "Should have just waited for the ambulance, and if the kid didn't make it, he didn't make it, right?" "Hey." "You don't believe that." "No." "I'm just saying, I just wish I'd been someplace else instead." "Instead of with a hooker?" "Oh, yeah... your hooker?" "She told Major Crimes she saw Cathy pull a gun on you." "What gun?" "Right answer." "I'm sorry." "I don't understand the question." "Okay, let me start over." "Officer Kettler made the 911 call at 12:36 a. m." "I talked to the ambulance driver, and they told me they arrived at the apartment at 1:02." "You're dispatch on that shift, right?" "Yeah, and?" "They were 26 minutes late." "Yeah, well, that happens sometimes." "That's what I'm asking you." "Why?" "Traffic?" "I don't know." "Well, did you ask them?" "Yeah." "And they told me why they were late." "I just want to hear it from you." "And I'm telling you, I don't know." "Okay, let me put it this way." "To learn that they weren't the first ambulance that was sent on that call last night?" "They already told me another ambulance was dispatched first, that that other ambulance was called off for some reason and sent someplace else." "Well, I'd have to look at my log sheets, 'cause I don't remember that." "You dispatch to the projects, right?" "Yeah, we service a large area, not just the projects." "Look, just between you and me, it doesn't go any further than this room." "Why was the first ambulance called off?" "And like I say, I'd have to look at my log." "Do you understand what the situation is here?" "You've explained it to me, yes." "Well, I don't think you do understand, so let me explain it to you again." "The police called for an ambulance because they had a little boy who had serious injuries who was maybe gonna die, and what happened?" "That ambulance got called off and sent someplace else." "Now, what the hell could be more important than helping that little boy?" "You want to tell me that, please?" "I don't like what you're implying here." "Are you trying to blame me for something?" "Have you got kids?" "I don't have to answer these questions." "What are you hiding?" "Oh, you can go to hell." "Yeah, Billy, it's Tommy." "I need a favor." "No, it's better if you leave your partner out of this one." "You know these guys didn't hurt that kid." "Doesn't matter, Frank." "In the public's mind, they're responsible." "The seed's already been planted." "Well, you could do a lot to unplant it." "You know, make a statement..." ""The department's standing behind these guys. "" "Can't do it." "They broke protocol." "Tonight, when they end their shift, they're gonna be given a two-week suspension without pay, and that's just the beginning." "After that, I don't know." "Criminal charges?" "king You can't be serious." "We got to make an example out of this." "One cop breaks protocol, then pretty soon everybody thinks they can do it." "Protocol is there to protect cops from this kind of thing." "Protocol also gets you killed." "Cops got to think on their feet." "Yeah, well, in this case, we're talking about a young kid getting killed." "Ed, jail time is overkill for this kind of thing." "You know that." "Keep it internal." "Suspensions, fine." "Throw a bone." "Set up a committee to look into it and let it die there." "To tell you the truth, that's how I would have liked to have handled this." "But now with all this media coverage and this lawsuit..." "Anyway, I think you'd be happy to get rid of these two." "Their records were shoddy, to say the least." "Where the hell did you get that?" "From Caulfield, their division commander." "Oh, you mean the same guy who sent them back to the projects after they had just busted their ass to save this kid?" "Okay, okay, how about this..." "I'll get rid of Caulfield, you give me these two guys?" "That's not a deal I can make." "Well, it's the only deal on the table." "Take it or leave it." "Whatever happened to "everything's a bargain," Ed?" "It is." "Just this time, Frank, you don't have anything to bargain with, do you?" "Alex." "This the woman who stole your wallet?" "Yes, it is, officer." "This is ridiculous." "I had it with me in the board room, and after she left, I noticed it was gone." "That's a lie!" "Okay, well, I'll take her down to Division and book her." "You'll need to come down and make a statement." "That's fine." "Whoa, whoa, wait." "Would you look at that?" "It must have been in my pocket the whole time." "You see?" "I told you I didn't steal anything." "Well, ma'am, I can see that." "However, you do fit the description of a shoplifter I've been looking for." "You're kidding me." "In fact, I think I can ring you up on a few other charges." "Could be you're carrying drugs in your purse?" "This could become like an everyday thing for you." "Do you understand what I'm saying?" "Yeah." "Yeah, I get it, all right?" "Now are you gonna tell me what I want to know?" "Yeah." "Yeah, I'll tell you." "Look, you..." "You got to understand something here." "All right, this is my job, okay?" "And..." "And I do have kids, and if people found out that I talked to you," "I mean, my... my God..." "Have a nice day." "Listen to me." "Nothing's gonna happen to you." "I can promise you that." "We will throw the entire weight of the police union behind you." "Police officers." "Yeah, well... that does no good." "It's the cops who are behind this idea." "The cops?" "What do you mean?" "Commanders, they... n they thought this up." "Those guys aren't cops, okay?" "They're brass." "Yeah, well, they're cops to me." "They told us to keep quiet about it, or we'd lose our jobs." "Okay, look." "Um, let's just start from the beginning." "Can you tell me why that ambulance was called off last night?" "Look, it's just a numbers game, okay?" "The poor neighborhoods, most of the 911 calls are false alarms." "I mean, that's just a fact." "And the rich neighborhoods, most of the 911 calls are genuine, you know?" "So when all our units are dispatched and other calls come in, we just call off the ambulances to the poor neighborhoods and reroute them to where the help's really needed." "But a cop called it in." "Yeah, it doesn't matter who calls it in." "And the division commanders told you this?" "Yeah." "Yeah, they said that they're spread too thin to provide police escort every time they got to go to a poor neighborhood." "I mean, you know how many times our guys get shot at or robbed over in the projects?" "They told you to keep it quiet?" "Yeah." "I mean, that's why..." "That's why I didn't say anything, 'cause I was just afraid I was gonna lose my job." "Okay." "So... which division commanders told you to reroute ambulances?" "This is the same damn building as Cathy's." "Yeah, you believe that?" "I traced the license plate of the car that almost hit me." "Turns out to be one of his girls." "A key to her place, which brings us here." "Super said he'd seen Owen in the hallway." "You know, we're doing this as a courtesy, Frank." "You got one try at talking to him, but if he doesn't listen, we're gonna step in." "Don't worry about it." "I got my union badge." "Ah." "Owen, if you're in there, open up." "It's Frank Leo." "I want to talk to you." "Owen, I'm not a cop anymore." "I just want to talk." "I can help you out." "Owen, don't be an idiot!" "It stopped moving." "The elevator is not moving." "I'm not getting a pulse." "Are you sure?" "Yeah." "Come check for yourself." "At least now..." "Owen's got some street cred." "Whoa!" "Whoa!" "Come on, let's go!" "I got his gun." "He was still alive." "Frank, I don't think so." "Well, he's dead for sure now." "Did he say anything to you?" "He said he threw the kid against the wall." "Deathbed confession?" "You all right with that?" "Deathbed confession." "These two officers didn't brace his neck or his body as they carried him down 10 flights of stairs, and we have witnesses to testify to that fact." "That's what they did." "Cathy, Cathy, honey, please." "Let me do my job." "Remember?" "We discussed this." "I was just agreeing." "It's all right." "And we have the MRI that shows the fractures in the boy's spine." "We don't want to be unreasonable here." "To take this beforeants a judge and jury." "All we want is what's right." "And how much is "what's right" going to cost the union?" "Well, Abby, I do have a figure in mind." "$5 million?" "I was thinking more like $10, but, uh, we can work with that figure, sure." "You're not getting anything." "Excuse me, Frank?" "This is from the surgeon." "That states that in no way did these two police officers cause injury to Cathy's son by bringing him to the hospital, and he's willing to testify to that fact." "He's also willing to testify that this so-called "fracture," as you call it, to the boy's spine, is a tiny crack that he sustained at an earlier date, perhaps as long as a week ago," "suggesting that Owen has hurt this boy before." "He also says the boy is not gonna suffer any permanent damage from his injuries." "What is he, psychic?" "He doesn't know what's gonna happen." "And besides, counselor, as you well know, you have your experts, and I have mine." "And mine cost more." "So we'll see who wins that one." "Was your son's back hurting, Cathy?" "Don't answer that!" "L" " Let's get down to the nitty-gritty here." "These two cops lied about what they were doing in the building that night." "They were there, in fact, to see a prostitute." "Now, when I get her on the stand, no one's gonna believe that these two guys are heroes anymore." "Did Cathy tell you that she pulled this gun on those two officers?" "That's not my gun." "It has yoon it. gerprints It's not mine." "Cathy." "It's not." "Let me guess..." "The hooker didn't tell you she saw Cathy with a gun." "As a matter of fact, she did tell me that, yes." "Oh, so you just didn't know that we knew about it." "The upshot is what, Frank?" "You bring up the prostitute, we bring up the gun." "Okay." "We're at a stalemate here." "We'll still argue that thewo officers caused the injuries, and that is going to cost you." "I would think you'd rather settle now, but I am perfectly willing to take our chances at trial." "I have a deathbed confession from Owen Palter stating that he threw Cathy's son against the wall." "What?" "What are you saying?" "Owen's dead, Cathy." "No." "No." "No!" "He can't be." "He can't be." "Cathy, he was hurting your son." "I don't believe you." "What did you do with Owen?" "What did you do with him?" "He was trying to kill two officers." "No, I told him to turn himself in, that it'd be okay." "You told him that?" "Yeah, I called him and I told him." "So, you knew where he was, then." "Yeah, I knew." "I..." "And I..." "And I told him that we would have a chance for once." "Did he tell you that he almost killed your son?" "Did he tell you that?" "H" " He told me that he didn't." "He said that he didn't hurt him." "He promised." "Can't..." "Can't you do something?" "Yeah, yeah." "Let me get this straight, Frank." "Owen said that he was the one who injured Cathy's son?" "Final words, yeah." "Well, that changes the landscape somewhat." "W" " What do you mean?" "Does that mean you're just giving up?" "No, no, Cathy." "I'm not giving up." "It's ruined!" "You ruined everything!" "I" " I don't have Owen, and I don't have my son." "They're gonna take him away from me." "Cathy, they were always gonna take away your son." "You said that you would help me keep him!" "You said!" "I didn't..." "You never wanted me to have a chance." "Oh, I hate you." "I hate you!" "Cathy." "They told you to keep it quiet?" "Yeah." "I mean, that's why..." "That's why I didn't say anything, 'cause I was just afraid I was gonna lose my job." "So... which division commanders told you to reroute ambulances?" "Bridge Division, in the projects, and a couple others in the poor neighborhoods." "Well, Frank, it looks like you do have something to bargain with." "You guys call an ambulance?" "Yep." "Adult female in distress, slurring her words." "¶ Smiling faces sometimes ¶" "Cathy, Cathy." "Cathy." "I got the needle out of her arm, Frank, but there was a lot of dope in it." "Come on." "Got to get up." "You got to walk with me." "Come here." "Come on." "Move your feet." "Let's go." "Walk it off." "Stay awake, okay?" "Come on." "Yeah, move your legs." "I'm gonna put you right back where I found you, okay?" "Walk, or you die." "Walk, or you die." "What should we do, Frank?" "Wait for the ambulance or take her ourselves?" "What do you want to do, Frank?"