"One day I woke up a stiff, slow old man." "Now, I'm just sitting here day-after-day getting old," "and the older I get, the faster life goes by." "No matter what I try to do to slow it down, it just keeps going faster." "What have I done?" "Did I do anything, anything anyone will remember?" "Anything good?" "Do you have any cigarettes?" "This has to stop." "Sarah." "This has to stop." "If Tom knew what was going on" "I don't even want to think about it." "I don't love him, Bill." "So get a divorce." "Is your nose bleeding again?" "It's fine." "Weather changing or something." "Hey, hey Bill!" "Are you in there?" "Bill, it's me, Tom." "Are you in there?" "Do you mind opening the door?" "Open the door please!" "Hey, Bill!" "Did I wake you up?" "No, I just spilled some coffee on myself." "Come on!" "Really?" "Oh well, do you happen to drop the rent last week?" "Yeah, I think so, you didn't get it?" "No, I didn't." "You dropped it with Sarah, didn't you?" "You give it to her and you might as well not give it at all." "I'm sorry about that, Tom." "It won't happen again." "Come on!" "No big deal!" "I think she's just forgetful with the checks, right?" "Hey, I never got a chance to properly thank you for helping me out with the rent the last few months." "It's been a tough time and I really appreciate it." "Sure, no problem, Bill." "So go ahead and check with Sarah." "If she doesn't have the check, come on back and I will give you some cash." "All right, Bill." "I'll talk to you later." "See you then!" "Take care!" "Bye!" "Fuck!" "Bill, what you think I didn't know where you lived?" "You guys just scared the shit out of me." "I thought you were my fucking landlord." "Get in here, close the door." "This is Barry Warner." "He works with me at the DCPI." "Barry, this guy is a real spit and polish asshole." "You do what he says and you won't end up like me." "You guys want some of this?" "No, thanks Bill!" "Something to drink, maybe?" "No, we're good." "Barry, wait outside for me." "You really did scare the shit out of me." "Yeah, well you take my phone calls" "I wouldn't barge in on you like that." "It's good to see you." "Right." "The old man sent me down here, Bill." "Yeah, I saw him on the news the other day" "Nothing is for certain but we are very optimistic." "You're working for Lord now." "When I was in the Mayor's detail" "I had a few special projects with Lord." "Well, nothing quite like the work you used to do." "The Pharma task force I got that pushed through last year, so, I'm one of his go-to guys now." "You're on his payroll Gunther?" "I'm on the city's payroll, Bill." "I'm just doing my part trying to make a difference." "Also there is a possible promotion." "Of course!" "Press Secretary." "That's incredible Gunther." "Congratulations!" "Nothing is for certain like I said," "So what, he sent you down here to assassinate me?" "He's got a job for you, Bill." "He wants to put you back to work, and it's a personal matter." "Yeah, he wants to sit and talk to you face-to-face and I think it would be good for you." "Gunther, all due respect, but I don't give a shit about the old man's personal problems" "I don't know what happened between the two of you and I don't want to know, to be honest with you," "So the least you could do is go over there and have a conversation with him." "What do you say, Bill?" "I don't know." "I'll think about it." "What are you doing for work these days?" "I'm guessing that's not because you're banging his wife." "It's none of your goddamn business." "This job, Bill, it pays really good money." "Really good money, it could get you out of the house, by the looks of it, you could really use it." "Listen, Gunther," "we've known each other a long time, you are a good guy and I want you to stay a good guy." "Those things they say I did, those things I lost my badge over was for real crimes," "I did them." "I was a young guy, I wanted to impress the big boss hog" "And look where I end up... no badge, no pension." "I'm fucking broke, one goddamn DUI away from a 20-year lockdown." "I broke the law for that son of a bitch and I got my fucking ass handed to me so if you will excuse me if I'm not interested but I'm not." "I'm sorry, Bill." "I understand but if you change your mind, give me a call." "I'll have a car sent for you, we'll take care of everything." "Okay, Bill." "I'll see you." "See you, Gunther." "I have imagined explaining myself to you so many times, so many different ways." "Arguments, counter-arguments, speeches about justice and the greater good and how I thought of you as a son." "Now that you are standing in front of me, nothing seems to make any sense." "I know my saying this means nothing to you, my hope is that at some point in your life perhaps when you're my age and not as angry about the things that have been done to you, you'll look back on my words, and if not," "understand them, at least believe." "My sincere regret;" "I'm sorry, Bill." "I'm sorry for what has happened to you." "I'm sorry for not backing you up the way I could have." "I'm sorry for freezing you out the way I did when our initiative began to cave in on us." "And I'm going to make it up to you in some way or another whether or not you accept my proposal here today." "Over the past two years I've had a lot of time to reflect over my choices, good choices, bad choices, choices concerning you as well as other choices in my life." "I would like to start correcting some of these wrongs." "It's quite a change of heart, Councilman." "Forgive me if I'm a little dubious." "My life is pretty much over, Bill." "You've got a long way to go, John." "Yeah, I probably do but I can see it, and it's a beautiful thing what life looks like when you can see the end in the distance." "You've got a long way to go." "Here's a little token, consolation for all the things that have happened to you." "$200,000." "What's this about, John?" "Hey!" "Sir!" "What are you doing?" "You know who you represent whenever you sit on the Councilman's furniture like that?" "I went to the head, I lost track of you, sir." "If we weren't in the Councilman's house right now, and smash it against your fat fucking skull." "Detective first grade and you're already sitting down the job." "You want to be back in the bull pen running errands?" "No, I do not, sir." "You're by my side at all times." "I understand, sir." "You don't sit, you don't squat, you don't switch off unless I say." "If I catch you playing with that kids' toy again, this detail is going to be the least of your problems." "You understand?" "My daughter, Jessica." "I thought you and Jean couldn't ..." "She's not Jean's." "Jessica's mother was a court reporter downtown." "I know ridiculous, one of the many but now clichés of my secret sordid life." "When I found out she was pregnant," "I paid her to keep it quiet, I paid her to have an abortion." "Needless to say, she didn't have the abortion." "After a while I lost touch with her on purpose of course." "I was making a name for myself in politics and my financials were being scrutinized in a way that I couldn't control," "I found out that Alexandria had died." "A hit-and-run in Queens." "Goddamn animals!" "I reached out to Jessica but she would have nothing to do with me." "She hates me, Bill." "She hates me." "I'm sorry to hear that." "I recently got word that she's filed a complaint with the 88th precinct in Brooklyn, a nuisance stalker." "As you know, the police department can't do very much about things like that." "I would like you to go down there and see what you can do." "Obviously I'll pay you a good rate, a day rate, 2500 plus expenses." "If she doesn't cooperate, if she tells you to go, just go." "So Jessica is a dancer at the Confessional," "I told the old man she was a cocktail waitress there." "And the peeping Tom isn't just peeping." "Some strange phone calls, some letters made from newspaper clippings, and lately he's been leaving used condoms in her doorway, in the mailbox and window wherever they fit." "Lovely." "You've got plenty in there to get you started and here's some walking around money, and if you need anything else just get in touch." "Barry is going to take you back to town." "Mr. Ivers, I just wanted to say about the Interborough case." "I don't want to talk about that." "I just wanted to say, despite how they treated you," "I respect what you did." "I didn't do anything worth respecting." "You color outside the lines, sometimes it works out," "sometimes you get fucked." "He is a wreck, but he is a good guy, no matter what happened between the two of you," "Did you give Ivers all of Jessica's information?" "Yes sir, I did." "Thank you, Gunther." "That would be all." "Hello!" "This is Tom." "Leave me a brief message and I will call you later." "Hi Tom!" "It's Bill." "I just wanted to let you know that" "I had a settlement that was coming to me, so I'm leaving the money that I owe you in your mailbox." "that I'll be moving out of the apartment shortly probably some time this month." "So you can go ahead and keep my deposits since I'm not giving you much notice and good luck with your next tenant." "It was great, honey." "Okay." "Okay." "Bye!" "Thank you!" "I look forward to seeing you again." "Hello there!" "You found us." "Uh, I'm here to see Jessica?" "You're new here, aren't you?" "As a matter of fact I am." "It will be five to see Jessica." "Come with me." "Tell me your secret." "Tell me your what?" "Tell me your secret." "This is uh-huh.." "Tell me your secret." "I've been sleeping with my landlord's wife, but I'm moving soon." "Come in." "Oh, I'm sorry but you're not allowed back here." "You filed a complaint with the 88th precinct." "Oh, yeah." "Who are you working with on it?" "Actually, I'm not working with the police anymore." "I'm retired." "You know what, you can tell my Dad, I said, no thanks, and he can go fuck himself." "That didn't take long." "I wish he would just fucking die." "He paid me to come down here and run off your pervert." "I'm not interested." "but you should know the NYPD can't do shit for you, even if they had the resources to get the job done which they don't, their mandate is strictly reactive in cases like this." "Is that cop talk for lousy?" "It means they'll do a great job on your rape kit." "What the hell is this?" "He's a private investigator, he's here about the stalker." "How are we supposed to afford a private investigator?" "We're not." "Listen, I need the money, they came early." "Could you get them out of here?" "This is where I work." "I will." "So you want to do this alone then?" "Yes." "Okay." "In case you change your mind." "Good luck with your stalker." "Gunther, it's Bill." "Sorry man!" "It's not going to work out." "She saw right through me." "She doesn't want anything to do with the old man." "I can't say I blame her." "Give me a call back if you will." "Hello Bill!" "I figured I'd stop in and say goodbye since you are moving." "Sarah!" "No!" "No!" "You need to get the fuck out of here before that husband of yours comes down here and cuts my head off." "Bill, stop being such a drama queen." "So where are you moving?" "Away." "You don't want to tell me?" "No, I do not." "You know what I think," "I think you're going to miss me when you leave." "You're probably right." "So if you know you're going to miss me, why don't you take me with you?" "Oh, my God!" "Hi!" "My name is Jamie and I'm an alcoholic." "Hi Jamie!" "I've been sober for 46 days, 12 hours and 54 minutes." "Thank you!" "that's exactly the last time I had a drink." "Because I love you, you stupid bitch." "no matter what kind of shit you pull I will not quit you." "Doesn't that mean anything to you?" "Jesus Christ!" "You're impossible!" "You know what, Maybe I should put your head through the fucking wall." "Oh, yeah." "Why don't you?" "Don't test me." "I don't smoke." "Good." "I miss it, I miss it a lot." "I haven't been to a meeting for a while but I almost relapsed last night so that's why I'm here." "I had a fight with my mother and that always triggers." "She doesn't understand why I'm sober." "She didn't realize I had a problem none of my friends did either." "I was really, really good at hiding it." "Hey Bill!" "What will it be?" "The same, give me something terrible." "How are you doing today?" "No complaints?" "Yeah, none at all." "It's been very difficult for me." "I've been sober for about five months and six days now and I'm just thank you." "I'm just grateful that I have my family and God and the support group to help me get through this." "So let me get out of here." "Any interest in coming along?" "Bill!" "Hopefully with the help of my support group, my friends and my family" "I can finally rid myself of this insidious disease and try to live a normal life so I can be there for my family and my children and also when my children have children they can look at their grandfather and be proud of what he has" "and what he's become and I would just like to thank you for inviting me here and hopefully I can be clean and sober and we could all live a great life." "Thank you!" "You're looking a little raw this evening." "My money is still green." "Come on!" "Tell me your secret." "I'm dying." "It's been 2 years and 27 days since I've had a drink." "Most of you know me and know my story." "I'm just trying to take it one day at a time, stay clean, stay upright." "It's tough but I'm here to tell you it's worth it." "A lot of people will sit here and they'll tell you about all the bad things that drinking made them do and it's true." "It's going to take your life away and take everything that you love away." "But getting clean, getting clean is the greatest thing that ever happened to me in my life, bar none." "Everyday that I spend clean I thank God for the chance to live a good life, a clean life," "but I don't want to focus on the weakness," "I want to focus on the strength because it takes a hell of a lot of strength to beat this thing." "Everyday it takes strength, it's a force of will." "You've got to visualize your life the way you want it to be, visualize yourself as the man or woman that you want to become, self-actualization, to become one's true potential and that's a beautiful thing." "And anyone of you can do it, anyone can do it." "Huh!" "It just takes strength." "And you've got to hold yourself to that higher standard." "Thank you!" "Hello!" "Hello!" "Jessica." "There's no damage on the locks." "I don't see how he got in here without climbing over you guys." "How can he just come in here and do that" "Yeah, did you go to bed drunk or high?" "All right, so who else got keys to this place?" "The landlady but she is as big as a house." "How about you sport, did you give out any keys?" "What the fuck that's supposed to mean?" "Let me put it in a different way." "Any of your dirt bag friends have keys to your girlfriend's pad?" "What?" "Don't talk to me like that." "I know what she does." "But what exactly is that you do, Duane?" "I am a real estate broker, asshole." "What the fuck do you think you are?" "to solve your girlfriend's problems, Einstein?" "So how about you drop the attitude" "Why don't you just get the fuck out of here?" "We've lived here together for five years" "We changed the locks the month after we moved in." "Nobody has keys, not even the landlady." "All right, well, change those locks again." "Where is this, gift?" "We tried not to touch anything since we found it." "All right, I'll check it out." "We got the first note about three months ago." "First, he was just calling and breathing over the phone." "Then he started leaving things in the mailbox, really gross things." "There is no pattern, sometimes it's every night, sometimes it's once a week." "Did the detective at the 88th take any evidence from you?" "You mean the dirty condoms and panties?" "No, they told me to throw them away." "I did keep some of the letters though," "I thought it will be dumb to get rid of them." "This is a cash business, Mr. Ivers." "No ledgers, no names, no cameras." "What about security?" "We've never had any need." "Right, well, I'm going to have to start" "I'm sorry, but that's out of the question." "That would be a total breach of trust." "Jessica talked to you about this, right?" "You know this guy broke into her place." "We don't know if it was one of her clients." "I'll be very discreet, okay?" "I'd just be hanging around just a barfly." "I'm sorry but I can't allow it." "How much is this going to cost?" "This is a matter of principle, Mr. Ivers." "It sounds like about 250 a night." "I would never betray my clientele for such a.." "500?" "1,000." "Well, I'm not made of money so we'll call it seven and drinks are on the house." "You observe only and you do so surreptitiously." "No interrogating or intimidating my customers." "I don't like police, or police tactics." "Well, lucky for you, I'm not one." "And he pays for his own drinks." "Look, if you're going to help me" "I have a few conditions." "First, nobody in my life knows about my father, especially not Duane." "I need it to stay that way." "Second, I don't want you involved in my personal business." "Just deal with the weirdo and that's it." "I don't need a life coach." "Good!" "The last thing is, I'm probably fucking stupid for even thinking that you'll honor this but I don't want you talking about me to my father." "Yeah." "Are you okay, baby?" "Yeah." "So I got prints off this stuff." "See what you can match it to." "Sick fuck broke in her place while she was sleeping." "How's she doing?" "And I've got to hand it to her, the girl's all business." "And how you're doing?" "I'm fine." "What's up with the shiner, Bill?" "It's none of your business." "So how long is it going to be to get some results back on this stuff?" "A couple of weeks." "All right." "Okay." "Keep me posted." "I will." "This is Bill Ivers, leave a message at the sound of the tone." "Hi Bill!" "This is Tom." "I've been calling you the whole day." "I would like to talk with you about your moving." "You know where to find me, let's talk about you moving, okay?" "I'll wait for your answer." "Thanks!" "Bye!" "How many more nights do you plan on haunting my bar?" "I'll keep you posted." "Well, this can't go on forever." "What do you care, you're getting paid." "I told you, Mr. Ivers, this business is based on trust." "Your presence here is a breach of that trust." "I can see you're all broken up about it." "I resent that." "Just because I work in alternative entertainment doesn't mean I lack integrity." "All right, you know, just save it, okay?" "I'm not here because it's fun for me." "Piece of shit isn't just jerking off in her mailbox anymore." "Are you implying that I don't care about Jessica's welfare?" "No." "As far as I can see you're making a goddamn fortune off of her, which is why you have every reason to be concerned about her welfare so why don't you just get the fuck off of my back" "and let's get the shit over with?" "You've got till the end of the week." "Thanks for your help." "Uh-huh." "I don't need a new deadline." "I need you to meet me at the mark." "Tell Yates not to worry I'll be there soon." "No, I don't need to -- just tell Yates I'll be there soon." "Bye!" "Duane?" "That call, that I hear you mention Yates?" "What call?" "Duane, Yates?" "That's who you owe money to?" "Hey, I'm not fucking around." "Duane, if you own money to Yates and you don't pay," "I know that guy, he will put you in the ground." "Listen to me." "One, take your hands off." "Two, it's none of your business." "Three, I can handle Yates' guys I've been doing it for years." "Duane, you don't know what you're dealing with." "Just get rid of that stalker and get out of our lives." "He's given me some evidence and I'm having it analyzed." "What kind of evidence?" "Some letters from the suspect." "Are they telling?" "Sir?" "The letters to my daughter?" "Barry, would you wait outside for a second?" "Sir, I thought I was heading up this investigation?" "Look, I know what I said, Gunther." "Tell me what's in the letters?" "Some crude remarks about her appearance and lifestyle, sir, and that he is watching her." "I'd like to see those letters, Gunther." "I'll have them photocopied and brought to you this afternoon." "Look, I don't mean to gum up your work, Gunther, but I'd like appraisals of her situation on an as-available basis and I prefer not to have to ask you for details." "Absolutely, sir, sorry." "You wouldn't keep anything from me, would you, Gunther?" "No sir, I would not." "The stripper at the club she is his daughter." "Set up a meeting with Yates." "No details." "Just set up a meeting." "I'll be available." "Hey!" "Let's go get some lunch." "Hey!" "Hey!" "How did everything go last night?" "All clear." "I got these for you guys." "Thank you!" "Nothing for you?" "No, I'm heading home." "I'm going to get some sleep." "Does it get boring standing around out here?" "I hope it's not weird having me out of here all night." "I think it's weird for Duane, but it helps me sleep better." "Honestly, I just want this to be over." "It will be soon, I promise." "You promise, really?" "I do." "Well, I'm going to hold you to that." "Go right ahead." "Got a wife waiting up for you?" "No." "I had you pegged as a family man?" "I don't think anybody has ever said that to me before." "What gave you that idea?" "I don't know, all the little phrases calling Duane, Einstein, kind of reminded me of those dads on TV." "How about you guys, how long have you been together?" "A long time, almost eight years." "That is a long time." "Yeah, tell me about it." "How long has Duane owed money to Yates?" "He's not some street punk, Jessica." "You stay out of this." "I know that boyfriend of yours is going to get himself killed." "Stay out of it!" "So have you found a new place yet?" "I haven't even had a chance to start looking yet." "This gig's really taking it out of me." "You know what?" "I think this is our first date." "You know, I have to say," "I'm glad, we might not be losing you so soon." "Sarah, you are losing me for good." "You're breaking my heart, you know that?" "After this job is over I'm going away." "How long?" "I won't be back, Sarah." "You know what's funny?" "I thought you are going to ask me to marry you." "Excuse me!" "Hello!" "No, not right now." "I'll be staking out the apartment tonight, just trying to be there around nine." "The fucking buyers has walked out of the goddamn closing," "I don't have a shit for them and it's fucking Thursday." "Why didn't you tell me you were short this month?" "The fuck do you want me to do, Jessica?" "They're right outside." "I'm calling the police." "Yates owns the fucking police." "What are you doing?" "I'm doing what I have to do." "Where did you get that?" "I got it for emergencies." "Howdy, boys?" "Listen, if I don't go out there they're going to come in here, and then that's going to be a big fucking mess." "Duane, what are you doing?" "The fuck is he doing here?" "Give me that goddamn gun right now." "I'm just going to go out there and explain the situation." "That's not how it's going to go down." "You don't know anything about us." "You think you know what's going on here but you don't." "Whatever the situation is with these guys outside stays between us, all right?" "So do I have your permission to help or not?" "Yes." "Just stand over here, please!" "Whoa, whoa, listen, I've got this under control." "Ah!" "Ow, motherfucker, that hurt!" "Put some ice on it." "If you don't see me again and the cops come knocking for any reason, and you've never seen any of these people in your life including me." "You got it?" "Uh-huh." "How much do you owe these cocksuckers?" "32 grand." "As of tomorrow Yates is no longer a problem for you." "You're paying them off?" "I'll let you explain it." "So I understand these kids owe you some money." "I'm the guy that just bought Duane's debt." "So why don't you guys come around the corner with me," "Nah, we ain't going anywhere, man!" "I don't think Mr. Yates would be too happy about you guys turning down a full pay out." "So come on, in my car, get your bread, and get this thing over with." "I need you to get your fucking ass over here." "I'm going to be in the alley behind the building." "I need your help." "Thank you for waiting, gentlemen," "I got your money here 32,000, payment in full." "32,000?" "What's he up to now, 45 grand?" "47k with a convenience fee." "It's a pretty substantial convenience fee." "Yes, it is." "Which one of you is Wilma?" "I'm Wilma." "So you must be Mac." "Listen, man!" "I'm done playing games with you so you either you pay up or we head on to Duane's place." "Only this time we don't wait outside." "All right, first of all, you guys go fuck yourself." "32 is what's left on the marker, 32 is what you get." "Second, I give you this money and you don't bother these kids anymore." "There's no point you camping on in front of this place anyway." "These kids are long gone." "So why don't you just take this money and pack it in." "This is bullshit." "Bill, what's going on?" "Gunther, you made it." "Honestly Bill I don't even know where to start." "What the hell is going on with you?" "I got my ass kicked by a couple of Brooklyn tomato gang." "I'm not talking about that, Bill." "I'm talking about you." "I'm talking about your life." "I'm talking about who you used to be and who you are now." "Jesus Christ!" "No, you need to hear this." "of the New York City Police Department." "Getting drunk on stale wine and eating shit off the floor." "I don't remember the last time I've seen you without a bruise on your face." "What the fuck happened to you, man?" "Why the fuck did you just give up?" "You know what your problem is?" "What's my problem, Gunther?" "You lack self-actualization." "You have the intelligence, you have the ability, you have the means, but you just can't make it happen." "Okay." "Honestly, I'm worried about you." "I'm worried about your future on this planet." "Anybody else here?" "Eh, uh!" "Come on." "Lovely." "Benny Reardon." "That's a good pervert name." "What are you doing?" "You going kill me?" "Shut up!" "Hey!" "I've got an idea, I need you to run." "Yeah, give me two minutes to get to the car." "All right." "Can you wipe my face, please?" "Okay, shoot." "All right." "Benny Reardon, white male, New York 198 7628." "Yeah, I got him." "It looks like he's clean-ish." "He's got a minor domestic assault charge from ages ago, a couple of tickets for public toilet." "It looks like he was institutionalized for a couple of years." "He is on disability." "What did he do?" "Do you want me to send a car over?" "No, I'll call you back in a minute." "Benny, right?" "Yeah." "My name is Bill." "Why did you hit me with the door?" "I'm sorry about that, I thought you might be dangerous." "No, you hit me in the head with a door." "All right, all right." "Just, just relax." "So that house you went through tonight, you know who lives in that house?" "What house?" "Benny, I saw you there, all right?" "Do you know who lives there or not?" "A pretty girl lives there." "That's right." "You know what day of the week it is, Benny?" "Ah, Monday." "Wait, wait." "What is it, Thursday?" "Remember what you had for dinner last night?" "How old are you, Benny?" "Ah, 29." "Have you got any parents or relatives who could help take care of you?" "My mom is dead and I don't have dad." "Must gets lonely for you around here." "Loneliness makes people do strange things sometimes." "I saw her on the subway." "She was just so beautiful." "Have you ever seen anyone more beautiful?" "No." "I just wanted to show her how special she was." "You know, get something really special for her." "But I'm kind of shy." "I hope I didn't scare her." "Oh, my god, did I scare her?" "I'm always scaring people." "Maybe I could go and tell her that I'm sorry." "Maybe that would help." "Hey!" "I want you to listen to me." "You are not to go to that house again." "You don't walk down that street." "When you see that girl coming you walk in the other direction, you got me?" "Okay." "It's for the best, Benny." "I'm going to be watching." "Okay." "Sorry." "Goodnight, Benny." "Hey, I met our friend last night and I had a talk with him." "I don't think you'd be seeing him again." "Why?" "Did you kill him or something?" "No, Duane." "Who was he?" "Do we get to know?" "His name is Benny Reardon." "You know him?" "I didn't think so." "He's just a confused kid, didn't know any better." "You make him sound like he's a lost puppy who breaks into our place and jerks off in our bathroom." "Actually, I don't know how he got in here clean like that." "He's got a bad leg, he doesn't move around so good," "I don't see him defeating your lock either." "He's not exactly the manual dexterity type." "Are you sure he is the right guy?" "I caught him right outside your place with one of his gifts." "Yeah, that kind." "Listen, if something does happen again he is on our radar now, we can do something about it quickly." "But I honestly don't think you can have anymore problems" "Well, thank you, thank you for taking care of this." "You're welcome!" "I'm glad I could come through for you." "It's going to be awhile before you.." "Just don't." "Please leave now!" "All right." "Jessica, I know you don't want to hear this right now, but it's time you started thinking long and hard about that guy you're with." "I know you love him and you think he loves you, but the way he put you in danger the other night it could've been a death sentence for the both of you." "Have you ever heard of someone named Conrad Barnes?" "The pimp?" "I'm only going to tell you this because I believe you will honor our agreement that you not inform on me to my father." "Okay." "I had already left home before my mother died that she shipped me off to I got in with Conrad Barnes." "Why, it doesn't make sense." "It was insane." "No." "I mean, it doesn't make sense." "Your dad, he's got contacts in the department." "You filed your stalker complaint and he knew inside of a week." "How could he not know that you are turning tricks?" "I was completely out of his life then and I was under alias, Ashley Smith." "So he had you under contract?" "I had a two-year deal with Barnes." "I met Duane two months into my second year." "And he borrowed money from Yates to buy you out." "Yeah, $52,000." "We've been paying it off for the last seven years." "Not anymore, you're not." "I don't know what kind of slush fund my father gives you, but I'd really prefer this not get back to him." "It won't, because it wasn't his money." "In case you owe us the last one, if you ever need anything my address is on the card." "I mean it, Duane." "I'd be around for you guys as long as I'm around." "All right." "Thanks for helping us!" "You're welcome!" "Take care of each other!" "Thanks for coming, Bill!" "I realize it's a long trip up here for something that could've been arranged remotely." "That's really no problem." "You sent for a man a couple dozen times a year, doesn't respond much less show you up." "Then you pay him a couple $100,000 and suddenly that two-and-a-half hour long trek from the city is no problem." "I thought Gunther would be here tonight." "Yeah, well, he is busy at the office preparing an announcement for later tonight." "Good news I hope." "I'm not going to sugarcoat things, Bill." "I don't appreciate being kept in the dark about my daughter." "Come again?" "I know about the sex club." "My people have informed me about it while they were verifying your reports." "Verifying my reports?" "You didn't think I'd send you into the fields without oversight?" "Well, first of all, she is not working in a sex club." "My own flesh and blood, Bill;" "my own daughter in the back, how that goddamn seedy hole with the scum of society touching every part of her body for a buck and you just sitting there watching." "Let me ask you something, Bill." "If the roles were reversed, do you think I would keep that kind of information from you, your own flesh and blood?" "You've got the wrong information, Councilman." "Oh, I don't think I have the wrong information." "Does Ashley Smith ring a bell?" "She's turning tricks for Conrad Barnes" "Now we can argue about whether I was being kept in the dark?" "Gunther and I mutually decided.." "Let's not blame Gunther, and I'm dealing with him separately." "I'm not blaming Gunther, John." "I'm just saying," "Gunther and I mutually decided that Jessica's vocation in the club was a separate issue we would deal with it separately." "You cut me out, Bill, pure and simple." "You knew Jessica was lost to the dregs," "I wouldn't stand for it, but you still wanted to get paid, is the same old Bill." "You know, friend, you're a goddamn expenditure." "Your name is Bill for Christ sakes!" "I want you to take your money and I want you to get the hell out." "We're through." "Let me tell you something about your daughter, Councilman." "You may not approve of the way that she has lived her life, she has made some mistakes sure." "She is a good woman, and a little more honest than we ever were." "Sorry about your reconciliation, I mean it." "Sarah, I'm a bit surprised." "I knew you're going to be home today I didn't want to miss you." "Well, you didn't so now you can go." "I know something is wrong, Bill." "I realize that you were trying to tell me something" "What I was trying to tell you, is exactly what I told you." "It's about the nosebleeds, isn't it?" "You're sick with something, aren't you?" "We've always been honest with each other, Bill." "You can be honest about this too." "Sarah, go home!" "Tom!" "Go home!" "After everything I did to try helping you," "I thought we were friends." "You've got three days to get out of my building or I promise I am going to move you out myself." "I trusted you and you fucked me." "Hey!" "You're home?" "Your phone is ringing." "Hey, Gunther!" "Great news." "Just came from the announcement." "I'm going to be Press Secretary." "It's going to be a great night, buddy." "Gunther, we need to talk." "You cracked your case and I got my promotion." "Gunther, something very bad is happening." "To us, buddy!" "Your phone is still ringing." "Gunther, I've got a fucking situation here;" "I need your help with." "What's the story with this Roscoe?" "This is the felony weapon stretch, my friend." "What the fuck you mean take me in?" "Stand up!" "Are you going to take me in?" "It's fucking bullshit, Gunther!" "I'm just fucking with you, Bill." "Relax!" "Oh before I forget, the results came back from the lab." "Do you know whose prints were on that last letter?" "Mine." "The old man is just too weak and brittle, he didn't have the backbone to do what needs to be done." "He may had before but he doesn't now." "I can't just leave you on the icebox's liability." "You've got too much shit going too far back on the old man." "Eventually, you'd fuck us all." "I always knew you were a psycho fuck." "Yeah, you should've known." "I thought you did but I guess you didn't." "And the girl, too convenient." "You always had a weakness for the wrong lady." "So I guess I'll be shooting myself in the head tonight." "If you just hadn't fucked up on that Interborough bullshit, that was lazy, sloppy work, Ivers." "You just needed to buckle down, have some fucking self-actualization." "Bill!" "How's that for self-actualization you son of a bitch?" "They took Jessica." "We have Lord's daughter, bring $250,000 in non-sequential hundred dollar bills in a black athletic bag to Ericsson Field by 6:00 P.M. tonight." "No police!" "If you attempt to involve the police we'll know." "Lord's daughter will die and you'll find that out on the Six O'Clock News." "Jessica's father is dead." "Who the fuck is Lord?" "John Lord is a New York City Councilman." "He is Jessica's real father and he is very much alive." "He's the guy who hired me." "Jessica said you had something on Yates, got our loan forgiven." "Is that why this is happening?" "No." "I covered your marker with my own money." "Yates must have found out whose kid she was some other way, maybe someone on the department, I don't know." "You've got to get that money from Lord." "That's not going to happen." "Lord's lost it." "Even if you wanted to pay the ransom, he'd just bring every cop in the city and fuck it up." "I've got about 170,000 in loose cash." "I can break into the real estate office and steal the safe." "I don't know how much is in there but.." "No, it's not going to work." "It's not a bank." "They don't keep that kind of cash around." "You know, I've got somebody we can talk to about this." "Hey Jimmy!" "You've grown." "I thought you'd be dead by now." "Not yet." "How's your aunt doing?" "I'm not happy to see you, Bill." "Who do we have here?" "Hey Liz!" "You've got some nice friends out there." "Hey handsome!" "Come a little closer." "Bill, you got old, Bill." "Yeah, we all did." "What happened to that handsome face of yours?" "You sleep with the garbage man's wife again?" "Yeah." "It's good to see you, Liz." "How sweet of you to visit me on my birthday." "It's not a birthday without a surprise." "I miss you, Bill." "I've been thinking about you lately." "I'm not really here to talk to you about that today, Liz." "I'm in kind of a time-sensitive situation" "I could use your help with." "Well, that's fascinating, Bill." "Ah!" "You know, the Interborough case wasn't kind to you, Liz." "I wasn't kind to you either." "Yeah, well, I did what I had to do." "You seemed to be doing all right, business-wise anyway." "How's your wife, Bill?" "I haven't talked to her in two years." "You really want to have this conversation now?" "No, not really." "And you came to see me, remember?" "And as you can see, it's my birthday, so I'm not really in the mood for a fucking argument." "Fine." "Fuck!" "Just like old times." "I've got a friend in trouble, Liz." "Hmm, how much Bill?" "75 grand." "As a businessman, I can't be giving out that kind of money." "It's a personal matter." "Yeah, not to me, isn't it?" "Look, I know you don't think much of me." "Maybe you don't have much reason to." "I am genuinely sorry for what happened between us." "But fuck, Liz have you looked at yourself lately?" "Is that seriously your sales pitch?" "I know you don't got long to go, Liz." "but you're not the only one." "Jesus Christ, don't fucking apologize to me, Liz!" "This girl's got a legitimate shot and a regular life," "I know there's a fucking human being in there somewhere, Liz." "I'm asking you to do this for us and both of us." "What have you got for collateral?" "Nothing." "And I need you to get me in to see Yates today." "Let's go!" "You've got two minutes with the man." "Just stand seven feet back, you don't sit down, you don't shake hands and you're done, when he says you're done." "Got it?" "Got it!" "After you!" "Detective!" "You look like shit." "What can I do for you today?" "Mr. Yates, I brought your money." "If It's all the same to you, I'd like to dispense with the whole open-field showdown thing and just walk out of here with the girl now." "Which girl exactly did you think you were going to walk out of here with?" "Jessica." "Jessica?" "I don't seek to have any Jessica's with me today." "I have Tanya." "I brought your money, let's get to it." "Does this guy owe us money?" "You've got the wrong house, pal." "Hold on!" "You've got a couple of goons that work for you, one of them has got a woman's name?" "Yeah, they don't work for me anymore." "Does a kid named Duane, have a marker with you?" "Are you still a cop?" "I am a convicted felon." "All right, look, this guy comes in here what -- a couple of weeks ago, right?" "And he buys the marker from me." "I don't know his name." "I don't know where he went." "I don't know how to reach him, okay?" "Now, if you don't mind," "I would like for you to get the fuck out." "You can leave the money if you want." "Fuck you!" "you think you'll always get another chance." "Flunk out of school, try again next year." "Short of cash?" "Charge it." "And then, one day you wake up and realize no rich friend can bail you out of this one." "You've been charging it your whole life." "Predicated every rotten fucking thing you ever did on some future act of goodness." "With the exchange I want you inside the car." "Don't get out." "Keep the engine running." "Nothing is going to go wrong as long as you stay inside the car." "You're going to want to get out and meet her," "I'm telling you don't." "Stay in the car." "Let her come to you." "Are you okay?" "As soon as she is back in the car you drive out of here as fast as you can." "What about you?" "Stay in the car." "One day I woke up a stiff, slow old man." "Now I'm just sitting here day-after-day getting old." "And the older I get, the faster life goes by." "No matter what I try to do to slow it down, it just keeps going faster." "I'm closer now to the end than the beginning, and nobody's here but me." "What have I done?" "You're driving for these guys too?" "Jessica!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "You color outside the lines, sometimes it works out, sometimes you get fucked." "He is coming with us." "Sit up, man!" "Come on!" "Let's go!" "Jesus Christ!" "Will you have some fucking pride." "Get these people in the goddamn car ready." "Did I do anything?" "Anything anyone will remember?" "Anything good?"