"Are you crying, mommy?" "Oh. no, sweetheart." "Here." "Lay down, sweetheart." "Mommy is so happy to see you." "Do you know how much mommy loves you, Sammy?" "Will you sing me the sandman song?" "* The sandman's coming from a distant star * * his silver ship has taken him far *" "* So go to sleep, that's what sandmen do *" "* In your dreams you'll be a sandman, too *" "President Nixon called for a Manhattan project on energy" "So the country can meet its energy needs by the end of the decade" "Without reliance on foreign oil." "If the congress does not act upon these proposals," "Increasing the domestic..." " Just resign already, will you?" "To create its energy." " You know you're going to." "I know you're going to." "at the mercy of the producers of oil in the mid east." "listen, breaking our reliance on oil and gas" "Is not gonna happen overnight... by saying, "We are a nation addicted to oil. "" "Good one!" "* Has taken him far" "* The sandman's coming from a distant star *" "* His silver ship has taken him far *" " Hey!" "* The sandman's coming from a distant star *" " Hey!" " Hey, wait a minute!" "* his silver ship has taken him far *" " Hey, wait up!" "* the sandman's coming..." " I want my money." "Hear what I said?" "Let go of my arm!" "Just get in the car before I get..." "Shut up and get in the car." " hey!" "let go of the lady now." "hey, buddy, why don't you mind your own business?" "It's no concern of you." " I'm a cop." "Congratulations." "I'm very impressed." "Get lost." "Get the-ohh!" "Just let me know when you're impressed." "How about now?" "I'm gettin' there." "Excuse me." "Mom?" "Hey, sizable Ted. how you doing?" "You mind telling this boy scout who I am?" ""Nicholas Profaci" is being charged with the assault and attempted kidnapping of this woman." " This isn't necessary." " Sam." " What?" "You may want to, uh... never mind. give me a minute." " Thanks." "Keep an eye on him, if he so much as twists the ring on his pinkie finger, I want you to shoot him." " Sam, he's" "I don't want to cause any trouble." " It's no trouble. it's no trouble." "You keep staring at me like that, your eyeballs are gonna fall out of your head, skelton." "Hey, Annie." "Doyoumindgettinguh,Rosea cupofcoffee?" "Sure." "Okay, have a seat." "We-we were just talking." "there was no kidnapping or anything like that." " I know what I saw." "You must be pretty shaken, Rose." " I'm fine, really, please, I don't want to be here." "I don't want to be here either." "That's why I really need to talk to you." "I'm..." "Hold tight for a minute." "Annie, keep Rose comfortable." "Um..." "Are you okay?" "Not really, no." "Where the hell did he go, Chris?" "Well, you weren't really serious about shooting him, were you?" "5 bucks?" "come on!" "for "Easy Edna"?" "Besides, I mean, I was only with her for a half an hour." "28 minutes of that was probably hagglin' over the price." " Yeah, it was," "Because 5 bucks-that's a T-bone at Peter Luger's." "And your Johnson don't fall off." " Yeah, but you gotta tip." "Oh, no, I gave her a tip." "I said, "Edna, next time don't grunt so much. "" "I can't take her." "And what can we do for you, detective Tyler?" "He's my prisoner." "When he's done with his drink." "I collared him abducting my..." "A woman off the street." "Jeez, Nicky, for 5 bucks," "You'd think she'd just get in the car with you." "Sam, Sam, that woman Rose, She just walked out." "Couldn't stop her." "Ma?" "Rose?" "Mom!" "My name is Sam Tyler" "I was in an accident, and I woke up in 1973." "I don't know how or why I'm here." "But whatever's happened," "It's like I've landed on a different planet." "Now maybe if I can work out the reason, I can get home." "Corrections were made by Isocrate[SubScene]" "All right. put me down for 50 on red rum in the 9th." "I don't mind taking your money." " No, I got an itch between my toes. that means it's a winner." "You know, they make an ointment for that, Carling." " What are you doing?" "I'm having a private conversation with my friend." " Yeah, well, turn around," "'Cause "goodfellas" here is still in custody." "Hey, your lady took off, Tyler." "you got no victim, no witness." "In the eyes of the law, nothin' happened." "Red rum in the 9th." "Say hi to Louise." " I will." "Listen, take care of yourself," " Don't go near that woman again." "Do you understand?" "Do you understand?" "Tyler!" " You understand?" "Release the man!" " You understand?" "On your way." "Hey, take care." "I'll see you around." "And don't push it!" "So this is the way it works around here." "Look, it ain't news he's an unpleasant little scrotum." "But the man is a necessary evil, a devil I know." "Yeah, I'm waiting for the punch line." "Profaci works for Elliot Casso." " Who's Elliot Casso?" "You don't know who Elliot Casso is?" "Well, if I did, I wouldn't have asked," ""Who's Elliot Casso?"" " He's a local businessman, a remarkable insight into the criminal mind." " You mean he's a gangster." "He owns a nightclub, Tyler." "It's not "the godfather. "" "Look, I don't know how things work in Hyde," "But this is the 1-2-5." "The animals run wild in the streets." "We gotta have checks and balances." " What the hell does that mean?" "Elliot tips us to robbery crews, killers at large," "All kinds of bad guys." "We've got more felony arrests in this squad thank any other in this bureau." "So we don't touch Casso's pit bull-Nick Profaci" "While he's still holding the leash." " Checks and balances." "Yeah, Marino here." "I thought you might want to see these," "Due to your run-in with Nick Profaci." "Both women were pulled from the east river" "Within about a month of each other." "Profaci was a suspect in these?" "He was last seen with both of them." "Ray caught the cases." "He said the investigations stalled due to lack of evidence." "They never try too hard" "When it comes to Casso, Profaci and that crew." "Linda Cooper..." "Amy Savitsky..." "both early 20s," "Gunshot wounds to the head." "Cooper was a dancer at Casso's club." "Savitsky was a waitress." "She had a kid." "Wven that didn't matter to these guys." "A 4-year-old boy." "The woman that came in this morning" "Rose Tyler" "Do you have an address for her?" "Yeah." "Mrs. Tyler?" "Hi again." "Um, we-we never got a chance to talk." "I" " I told you nothing happened, all right?" "I don't need any help." "Profaci's not in custody anymore." "I can't guarantee I'll be there next time he comes around." "Uh, apologies for the mess." "Uh, Sammy's my little boy." "Should have a hurricane named after him." "Where is he?" "Oh, he's asleep. came home from the SITR with the flu- 102 fever." "Would you like a cup of coffee?" "Um... that'd be great." "Thanks." " I.." "I'm sorry i didn't thank you for before," "But I-oh, you know, I don't even know your name." "My name?" "It's, uh, S-Sky..." "Walker." "Luke Skywalker." "That's an unusual name." "Yeah, my family has, um..." "Navajo roots." "Well, Sammy will, uh, be disappointed" "That he missed you, detective Skywalker." "He wants to be a policeman when he grows up." "he will be." "you have a nice home, mrs." "Tyler." "how long have you lived here?" "oh, only a few months." "we've moved around a lot the last couple of years." "my husband's changed jobs a few times." "he's a salesman." "cleaning products." "that's right. how did you know that?" " it's in the files." "ugh. the neighbor's dog barks nonstop." "Murdoch." "how did you know that?" "oh, yeah." "we've-we've had some, uh, complaints about him from the other neighbors." "They send a dective for that?" "noise pollution is a crime, mrs." "Tyler." "so... you want to tell me why Profaci was roughing you up like that?" "Vic had a..." "a rough month in June." "the company wouldn't give him another advance." "so he went to a loan shark?" "no, I did. it was stupid, I know." "I took the loan from a guy from the neighborhood." "he's a very nice man, but I had no idea who he worked for." " Nick Profaci." "my husband Vic kept having to go out on the road, and I just thought with a little extra money, he could stay home a little longer." "Sammy misses his father." "I told Vic that a distant aunt had passed away, left me some money." "why are you looking at me like that?" "sorry. um... you just remind me of someone from a long time ago... when I was a kid." "so how are you?" "how is everything?" "uh, I don't understand the question." "I mean, aside from the fact that you took money from a thug, and your husband's never home, how are you?" "that's a very odd question, detective Skywalker." "sorry." "it's been a very odd day." "mommy?" "oh." "Sammy's awake. he-he would really love to meet you." "no, that's-that's okay." "i gotta get going." "oh. thank you for checking in on me." "i'm gonna take care of the situation, mrs." "Tyler." "mommy?" "uh, it-be right there, sweetheart." "mommy!" "I had a bad dream." "I'm here." "we are going to Casso's club tonight to mend the fences." "oh, make no mistake, boss, if I see Profaci, I'm gonna beat him soft..." " are you listening to me?" "and then we're gonna have a long talk about the two women he dumped in the east river." "there's no evidence he killed those twirls." "what are you talkin' about?" "they went home with a different Tom, Dick and Harry every night." "that's the avenue of their demise." "yeah, well, I'll be sure to ask Profaci all about it during our little sit-down." "I don't want a war in my precinct, Tyler, so make love, not war." "there he is- man of the hour." "they're upstairs." "yeah." "Sam!" "Annie!" "what are you doing here?" "Lee got us on the guest list." "i've been dying to check this place out." "don't you just dig it?" "police business, no-nuts." "Tyler ain't got time for any off-duty jabberwocky." "he's gotta make room for all the humble pie he's gonna eat tonight." "straight up." "Elliot!" "Gene hunt!" "the jean genie, lives on his back." "good to see you. say hello to detective Sam Tyler." "hey, here's five good ones, detective Tyler." "it's a pleasure to meet you." "mr." "Casso." "oh, "mr. casso", come on, we're gonna be friends." "call me Elliot." "let's get to it." "apologize, Tyler." "I saw a man physically and verbally abusing a woman." "I did my job. he's very big on doing his job." "nah, no apology necessary." "the whole incident was regrettable." "come on. we're party people." "let's go to Paris and sleep with models. offer you guys a libation?" " got one downstairs, thanks." "you know what?" "when jilly here makes a martini, you want it shaken, not stirred." "uh, Nicky has something he wants to say to you, detective Tyler." " no, I don't." "good enough for me." "here, have a cigar." "please, detective Tyler, they don't explode." "Nicky!" "I told you, if you can't play nice with the new boy in the neighborhood," "I'm gonna take away your hot wheels." "I'm willing to forget about what happened if you are." "that woman you were hassling- hands off her and her kid." "Rose Tyler." "who's Rose Tyler?" "oh, it's nothing." "it's like this." "she family to you?" "she'll pay you when she can." "you leave them alone." "it's left alone." "done, huh?" "and this Rose Tyler, whoever she may be, will never have her pretty little eyes sullied by the sight of my man, Nick Profaci. finito!" "providing, detective Tyler, that you accept one of these lovely cubanos." "take the cigar." "don't be such a clunk." "Jilly, Adrienne, get over here." "jean genie. someone let you out of your bottle?" "sweet Adrienne." "how are you, kid?" "i'm Adrienne. want to help us kick the polish off our toes?" "come on. go downstairs." "have a great time, will ya?" "i'll be down in a bit." "everything's on the house." "sam!" "i'm going home." "oh, come on. just one dance." "annie... * and it's all right, it's all right now *" "what?" "what is it?" "that guy-that..." ""smells like teen spirit."" "he smells?" "he was wearing a nirvana t-shirt. did you see that?" "he's probably a buddhist, sam." "eastern philosophy is very popular the days." "oh, my god." "that's Joe Namath!" "I'll be right back." "whoa, excuse me." "Jim Croce?" "that's right." "hey, i- i'm a big fan of yours." ""bad, bad leroy brown"- it was my favorite song as a kid." "as a kid?" "the album just came out this year." "my mistake." "hey, um, whatever you do, Jim, you stay away from small airplanes, all right?" "right." "and you stay away from hallucinogens." "hey, tyler." "All right?" "For you." "What is this?" "It's yours." "Elliot wants you To have it, you know," "Bygones and such." "You enjoy it." "look, hey, i don't know what deals you have with other cops, but you have no deals with me." "is that so?" "it is. you try that again, and i'll arrest you for bribing a police officer." "something wrong?" "talk to your guy." "yeah, your friend just tried to pay me off." "they can't help themselves." "i'd rather burn that money than spend it." "so burn it. burn it." "burn it." "come on, sam." "we're here to have fun." "right." "That must be why i'm here." "the new kid thinks he's too good for the world." "so, uh, lean on that woman he seems to be so concerned about-uh, rose tyler." "that'll keep him dancing." "rough night?" "oh, no, no. not really." "i mean, all i did last night was save my mother from a gorilla named nicky, ran into joe namath, jim croce and some dude in a nirvana t-shirt, got offered a bribe by the gangster who runs this part of town, and, oh, yeah," "i think a tiny robot crawled inside my ear while i was sleeping, so yeah." "yeah, why am i feeling so... tuckered?" "jim croce?" "far out!" "i mean, what the hell's going on?" "i got my past, present and future all dropping in on me this week. oh, yeah, that kinda thing happens to me all the time." "your wires got crossed,that' my wires?" "different planes of existence between parallel dimensions- the you now, the you then and the you coming down the pike." "sometimes your wires get crossed and your worlds mix, and things don't feel right- like that time deep purple went on "the dating game." - right." "then again, 2-b, when you got that kind of cosmic jambalaya, maybe the universe is trying to tell you something. tell me what?" "that you gotta do something- help yourself or-or help someone else or go tell it on the mountain." "all three, none of the above- i don't know." "only you can figure it out. well, that's... illuminating. thank you." "sure. thanks for the milk." "there she is." "so are we gonna follow her around all day?" "because the loot would be pretty upset if he found out." " just for a few more days till we can resolve the casso thing." "well, one way to resolve the casso thing- don't throw money back in his face." "correction- i threw a bribe back in his face." "ooh, she's kind of foxy." "no, chris, she's not." "rose!" "wait up." "are you following me?" "no, i w- i was just driving by." "i- i've tried calling you all day. there's- there's no detective skywalker at the 125th precinct." "oh, yeah, uh, i'm-i'm a new transfer." "they haven't updated their logs yet, i guess." "profaci was giving me three weeks to pay him back." "then he calls this morning giving me three days." "how am i gonna come up with $1,000 in 3 days?" "nothing's gonna happen to you, okay?" "sammy saw me crying yesterday." "he was confused... scared." "sammy's gonna be fine." "he has a good mother." "just want him to have a normal life, you know?" "wh-where we're not moving every six months, where his father's home every night." "do you understand?" "my mother raised me alone." "where was your father?" "he left when i was a kid." "she sacrificed a lot for me." "she was strong... but... i know it took a toll." "well... i'm sure you made her very happy." "uh, i... i gotta go." "i- i have a neighbor sitting with sammy." "i'm gonna take care of this." "okay." "i remember that red dress." "i was asleep when she came home one night." "she woke me up to say good night, and, uh, she hugged me for a long time." "i think she had been crying." "you want to know what i think?" "i ink this woman is gorgeous, sweet and in danger, and you feel like you gotta play sir lancelot." "also, she's opening up a lot of unresolved feelings- feelings about your own mother." "she is my own mother." "call her what you want, sam." "you're projecting." "it's a classic oepidal conflict." "freud would say the red dress symbolizes desire." "desire to what?" "sleep with your mother, obviously." "are you coming?" "hey, lee and i were gonna go see the new woody allen movie tonight, but he's gotta work late." "will you be my buddy?" "it's a time travel flick." "i think you'll like it." ""sleeper," yeah." "it's a classic." "a classic?" "it just opened." "an instant classic." "yeah, i'd see it again." "great. it's at 9:30 at the bijou. meet you there?" "sure." "my mother was taking money off the streets." "my whole life, i had no idea she was in this kind of trouble." "and i'm thinking maybe i'm here in 1973 to help her." "uh, permission to indulge your ongoing delusion for a minute?" "permission granted." "this mother/mother figure you're purportedly here to save, well, you're doing an awful job of it." "oh, thank you." "what would you recommend?" "you want to get casso and profaci?" "you go after the open homicides." "hunt doesn't like 'em for those." "he has a hooker/john theory of the crime." "i know what he thinks, but amy savitsky was not a prostitute." "she was a waitress at the club." "i'm telling you, sam, you find their killers, you save mama rose." "adrienne?" "what-what happened to your eye?" "nicky was drunk." "i wasn't interested." "apparently, i'm supposed to always be interested." "hold on. i gotta call gene hunt." "no, please. you're the only cop who's not in elliot's pocket." "how do you know where i live?" "because your address was on elliot's desk- something maybe you should be concerned about." "what do you want?" "look, i can't go back to that club, and i'm not safe at my place." "my mom's driving down from albany in the morning." "i just... i just need a place to crash tonight." "why are you coming to me?" "you stood up to those guys." "no one does that." "so can i come in?" "please?" "you got a cool pad." "lotta texture." "oh, yeah, yeah, so into texture." "never known a cop who read physics." "well, you know, i read it, but, uh, it just leaves me sleepy and confused." "that book's about, uh, the possibility of parallel dimensions, alternate realities." "it says that our existence is held together by nothing more than our belief that we exist." "far out." "yeah. bon appétit." "never met a guy who made a grilled cheese sandwich with a hot iron." "oh, wait till breakfast." "i make a mean western omelette with a vacuum cleaner and a sponge." "right?" "yeah, that is good. thanks." "so why'd you do it- let casso use you like that?" "oh, don't start getting all heavy on me, sam." "was i getting heavy?" "yeah." "okay." " you definitely were getting heavy." "i apologize." "no, it's cool." "my dad owed elliot a lot of money." "so i started hanging around the club, and now my dad's debt is gone, although he's not sure exactly why." "but my family's happy." "so now that the debt's paid off, why do you still hang out there?" "well, i guess i won't be anymore, will i?" "so do you want to go to bed with me?" "excuse me?" "i'm creating my own reality, sam-just you and me... tonight." "hello?" "annie. hey." "who's annie?" "oops." "aw, damn it." "i forgot about the movie." "yeah, i'm just workin' the case." "that's where my head's at." "come on, sam." "hmm?" "no, that's - that's just the tv." "that mary tyler moore- she really turns the world on with her smile, doesn't she?" "yeah. okay. hmm." "yeah. bye." "listen, adrienne, i'm gonna sleep in my chair tonight, all right?" "really?" "you'd rather sleep in your chair?" "no." "but i'm just... i'm sort of involved with someone at the moment." "have her join us, then." "that's, um, generous, but, um, she's not here." "she's far, far, far away." "well, then she'll never know, will she?" "maybe i'll hate myself in the morning, but i just can't, okay?" "it is a beautiful, wonderful life, adrienne... too beautiful to waste trapped in a rusty cage working for a man like that." "i know." "good night, then, detective sam." "have sweet dreams... in your chair." "sammy?" "adrienne, wake up. something's happening." "* napalm hydrogen bombs biological warfare * sam?" "sammy, where are you?" "i'm right here. ma?" "forget about sammy." "no." "no!" "ma!" "no!" "tyler!" "open up, man." "open up, spaceman!" "tyler, open up!" "tyler!" "holy hell!" "you're a.w.o.l. from work- my worst fears come true!" "i had a feeling it was gonna be bad, but not having-to-see-you- in-the-nude bad." "jeez, he's okay, he's fine, he's in here." "you got a key, ray?" "i don't know what happened." "adrienne was here, and then she- blasted you into outer space to explore the vast reaches of her crab nebula." "what?" " you got played the honey trap, tyler." "it's the oldest trick in the book. come on." "honey trap?" "casss girl dosed you with somethin' pent- probably l.s.d., knowing those twirls- and then she took a couple of photographs of your, uh, shortcomings there." "working the case, huh?" "annie?" "annie, wait. wait!" "let her go... at least till you get some pants on." "must've been a hell of a trip." "congratulaons." "great performance last night." "i was just doing a job, sam." "the photos you took- i want the negatives." "well, elliot has them now." "you know, as merchandise goes, you're worth every penny." "casso would be an idiot to ever let you go." "but then again, what's another dead hooker to him, right?" "plenty more to choose from." "tyler." "what are you doing?" "you wanna go at me, boy scout?" "you're going down, you son of a bitch." "say the word. just say the word!" "those photos'll wind up on every news desk in the city." "get him outta here." "what the hell are you thinkin'?" "you're a crooked cop, gene." "you got a cancer growing in your house." "casso owns you and your precinct." "cut your self-righteous crap." "it's all about checks and balances. that's right." "that's why you're on the take." "that money goes back into the street, tyler." "dirtbags don't inform out of the goodness of their heart." "tell that to the two women they fished out of the east river." "those bastards need to pay for what they've done." "you're making accusations." "try to get some evidence to back 'em up." "by the way, elliot gave me the duplicates." "the one with adrienne with her tongue in your ear and her needle in your arm - my personal favorite." "it was a setup. these photos aren't real." "how would you know?" "real enough for the i.a.b." "and any reporter with a jones for bad cops." "i came here to clean up your mess, tyler." "show some gratitude." "you're done with casso." "it's over. period. finished." "you got it?" "what is this?" "my savings. it's not much." "take it. get out of town." "take sammy to the beach." "go to the catskills." "just don't stay in new york city." "i - i can't take this, detective." "look, vic called last night." "he's gonna be home in a couple of days." "he has the money to- to pay for the loan." "i don't know if money matters to these guys anymore." "i spoke to profaci this morning." "i worked things out." "everything's gonna be fine." "please." "thank you." "so i thought about what you said." "today i called my mom to come pick me up." "i want it to be a beautiful life." "i'm gonna try to make it happen. thanks." "oh, one last thing- if you can't get casso for those dead girls, maybe there's another way." "he keeps a serious stash of drugs in his credenza, right next to the cuban cigars." "good luck, detective sam." "coming." "hey. the loot asked me to come get you." "what is it?" "they, uh, pulled a body out of the river-female." "ma." "what?" "wait!" "there you go, Tyler." "that's what happens when you don't play the game." "if you've have done your job, she'd still be alive." "if i'd done my job?" "what do you know about- they dumped two other girls in the river!" " her dying ain't on me!" "you looked the other way!" "that ain't on me!" "First job I had on the force... pounding the beat as a 19-year-old flatfoot." "me and edwin brooks teamed up with this guy Harry Obryan." "harry'd been on the beaches of normandy." "won a medal." "never talked about it." "harry was a legend." "but in them days, there were some bad apples in our house, and we found out that harry was one of them." "what did you do?" "edwin did what most shiny, moral, just-shaving new kid on the block would do- he ratted harry out for being on the take." "me, i kept my mouth shut and my head down." "everyone hated eddie for squealing." "they turned their backs on him." "people he admired, people he wanted to be- they didn't want him in their club." "he did the right thing." "he couldn't handle it." "ate his gun for sunday brunch." "how did that make you feel?" "like crap." "how does it make you feel now?" "i try not to think about it." "i do my job as best i can." "i try to take care of my men and the people in my city." "when you do think about it, how do you feel?" "like there's an animal eating away at my insides." "want to do something about it?" "thought you'd never ask." "police!" "hey, hey!" "what do you think you're doin', hunt?" "sweet adrienne asked me to pay you boys a visit after we pulled her out of the east river boss, we got 'em." "you think there aren't gonna be consequences for this, hunt?" "hold it. not to mention allowing the pignato brothers, morgan, all the rest of 'em to run amok?" "i'm shakin' in my snappy white shoes." "speaking of consequences, jail is a pretty dangerous place... for a couple of rats, ain't it, detective Tyler?" "oh, yeah. rikers is gonna be crawling with some very pissed off meatballs these two snitched off to you, lieutenant hunt." "what are you doing here?" "what do you think, boy scout?" "she was gonna settle a debt." "i've never done anything like this before." "and nothing happened." "okay?" "nothing." "i was scared for sammy." "go home." "kiss your son good night." "oh, u are a good man, detective." "your mother must be very proud." "make it an hour of lost time. i'm pouring." "all right!" "annie." "listen, about yesterday morning yeah, about that." "i am s- sam, i heard what happened." "i'm sorry anyway." "you did good tonight, Tyler." "every cop in this house is gonna walk a little taller tomorrow." "thanks." "you know... i thought if i ever saw you naked, if would be under very different circumstances." "hello, sweetie. here, lay down." "you know how much mommy loves you, sammy?" "you're gonna grow up to be a good man, aren't you?"