"11:30 sharp, John, I got to go see Dan Breen." "I canceled on him twice." "No problem." "He gets all upset." "Oh, man." "No bruises, no strangulation marks, one gunshot wound." "18-month-old female." "She was in the baby seat when she was shot." "The driver?" "Yeah." "I'm Detective Kelly." "You the driver of the car?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "God Almighty." "What's your name?" "Duane Rollins." "My girlfriend's kid got shot." "See who fired the gun?" "I didn't see anything." "They were beside me shooting, out of nowhere." "How many?" "I don't know." "Two?" "Driver and a shooter, or..." "I guess." "They just shot and took off." "Did you get a look at the car?" "Maybe it was brown." "I don't know." "Is there anybody who might be after you?" "No." "It was one of those drive-by things." "Where's the mother?" "I don't know." "She didn't come home last night." "Simmons, let me use your phone." "Can you spell the mother's name?" "R" " O-W-E." "Sandy Rowe." "How you doing?" "What was the baby's name?" "Tiffany." "Yeah." "Who's this?" "Lois, what are you, nuts?" "Oh, nice." "Real nice." "You better call 911." "Yeah." "O.K. I'll come right over." "Yeah." "You guys live together?" "John, I got to go." "Personal situation." "You all right?" "Yeah." "I'll tell you about it later." "John, can I talk to you?" "Sure." "Hang loose, Duane." "There's a witness here that saw the car chase." "Saw that guy driving away from another car." "Let him through." "Mr. Spinks, this is Detective Kelly." "You saw what happened?" "I heard 'em way back there." "Tires screeching." "Then they come up where I was walking." "They chased him up here." "That's where they started shooting." "See any faces?" "No." "All I saw was a gray car racing past." "Two guys." "I couldn't even tell if they were white or black." "O.K. Thanks for your help." "Thank you, James." "Duane, I want you to come to the station house." "We need to talk more." "I don't know anything else." "I understand." "Come with me." "What for?" "Duane, get in that car over there." "Let's go." "Where is he?" "Oh, thank you, Andy." "I'm losing my mind." "I can't believe it..." "Howie Hornbeck." "He came here after his night shift." "He always gets worked up." "All of a sudden, he just kicked off." "It was horrible." "I was so freaked out." "Ah, poor Howie." "He was getting too old for this." "He's married, of course." "I got to get him to his car." "It's at the lot at the station house." "He didn't like parking here." "I got an appointment." "You sit tight." "You got to take him out now." "I got people coming." "You are a real piece of work, Lois." "Howie's not even cold, and you're worried about your next john." "Andy, either take Howie now, or I'm going to call 911." "Ah... help me get him dressed." "Come on, Howie." "Vince Gotelli, night watch." "Adrianne Lesniak." "You guys got a homicide?" "Yeah." "I'm a little late getting in." "I had a situation at home." "I got to testify in court." "That's quite a cup." "Yeah." "Isn't it?" "Family heirloom?" "It's just for laughs." "I don't get the humor." "What do you mean?" "It's my personal cup." "That's great." "I just prefer not to see it." "How about if I put a brassiere on it?" "I hope you stay on the night watch, Gotelli." "James, run this guy through B.C.I." "How about the girlfriend?" "Girlfriend, too." "Greg, would you situate Duane for me, please?" "Yeah." "What's I.A.B. Doing here?" "I don't know." "Let's go down here." "What are you doing here, Kimmy?" "You tell me." "Those guys brought me in here." "How about you, Tahir?" "They just say they want to talk to me." "Use interviews 1 and 2." "Uh, Lieutenant?" "I was going to use 1." "Then use the 124 room downstairs." "Let's go, Tahir." "Kimmy." "Come on." "Over here." "What's this about?" "They're reinterviewing cases you worked on." "Can't they do that downtown?" "They said the interviewees live in the precinct." "Where are you on that child homicide?" "The mother's boyfriend had the little girl in the car." "He said it was a drive-by." "I haven't located her, yet... but I think he's all wrong." "I don't know how yet." "Go get him." "They're doing this here... to embarrass me." "How long have you live at the hotel, Duane?" "A couple of weeks." "Where did you live before that?" "Another hotel." "We are going to need more help locating Sandy." "I said she was out seeing a friend." "She left the child with you." "What was the friend's name?" "She never said." "Never mentioned the friend's name." "I don't remember." "Her being out all night, weren't you worried about Sandy?" "Yeah, I was worried." "I was looking for her when Tiffany got shot." "Sandy work someplace?" "She's looking for work." "John, you got a second?" "What's up?" "Duane's rap sheet." "Sandy Rowe got popped for prostitution last night." "She's being arraigned this morning on Centre Street." "O.K. Let me take care of him." "We'll go get her." "Are you working, Duane?" "We've both been looking for work." "We haven't been in town very long." "And you came from where?" "Baltimore." "But you... you used to live here." "So what?" "Well... burglary, assault, possession of cocaine." "You guys are really something." "I get used for target practice... and now I'm the criminal." "I don't think this was a random shooting." "What do you call it?" "I think you know these people." "They chased you in traffic... in and out, for two blocks." "Is this fun for you guys?" "I'm broken up, and you just want to harass my ass." "I don't care what else you're into... but you know these people." "They chased you and shot an 18-month-old girl." "Give them up." "I don't know who they were... or why they picked us." "We just picked up Sandy for prostitution." "We're going down to Centre Street to pick her up now." "So while I'm there, I want you to sit here... and think about your little scenario... 'cause I want to come back and get it right." "Got it?" "18 months old, Duane." "18 months old." "Howie, now I got to make you presentable... you dumb son of a bitch." "Get your tongue inside there." "Hey." "The invisible man." "Dan, I'm sorry about all the postponements." "Don't be sorry." "Remedy your faults." "And I got to do it again." "What's going on with you?" "In general or right now?" "3 telephone conversations in 24 days." "That's what I wanted to explain to you." "You say you've been going to meetings." "I've been going to the 10:15s at Gramercy Park." "O.K. I'll take your word for that... but it's evident something's going on." "All right, look, Dan... there may be an advancement... in my relationship with Sylvia." "Now, I wanted to discuss this with you in detail..." "What kind of advancement?" "Uh... we're talking about living together." "You were O.K.'d to have dinner with her." "I wanted to talk about..." "Next time I see you, you're cohabiting!" "I have a pressing obligation..." "You are a classic drunk!" "You can't stay inside boundaries." "You walk in for dinner." "You walk out, you're shacked up!" "I'm surprised you didn't ask her to marry you!" "I got to go." "I'll talk to you later." "Hey!" "Get away from the car!" "Hey, man, can you spare some change?" "I'm not a drug addict or alcoholic." "I got a job interview, but no subway fare." "Here." "Take off." "What's wrong with him?" "Nothing." "He's drunk like you." "That man looks dead!" "Will you get lost?" "What did you do to him?" "Hey, y'all!" "There's a dead man over here!" "You know what this means?" "It means shut up and start walking." "All right." "I hear you." "Where is Duane?" "We need to talk a little more... then maybe see Duane." "James, take her up to Interview, will you?" "Sure." "Kimmy, come here." "Who did you piss off?" "What did I.A.B. Want?" "To talk about that money you got me after Nicky was shot." "I got it so you could get out of town." "They wanted to know if you got me the money for sex." "You told them the truth, though." "I'm not feeling so good." "Kimmy... you told them the truth, though, right?" "Yeah." "Yeah, I said it wasn't like that." "I kind of got the feeling that was the B" answer." "How was Florida?" "Uh, I was going to go, you know, but I..." "I kind of got into some behavior." "O.K." "Take care of yourself, O. K?" "You, too." "How old are you, Sandy?" "19." "Do you know ifTiffany said anything?" "If she was alive at all afterward?" "I think she died right away." "I know this is painful for you, Sandy... but I've got to ask you some questions... and it's important that you're honest with me." "I understand." "Now, was anybody after Duane... that you know about?" "No." "Nobody he had run-ins with that you know about?" "No." "How long have you been together?" "About... six months, I guess." "How long you been turning tricks?" "A couple of months." "Not every day, though." "I just been going out once in a while." "Because it sounds like he's got a drug habit... and that's why he's got you out there." "He doesn't use drugs." "I'm not here trying to bust him for that... but Tiffany was in the car with him when she got shot." "We want to catch the people who did this." "I don't know anything." "We can protect you." "You'll think about this the rest of your life." "I'm thinking of her every second now." "Do you want to remember you didn't do anything?" "I don't know anything." "He never talked to me about business." "Was Duane dealing?" "Look..." "Look, I just want to look... at my little girl, O. K?" "I just want to see my baby." "Take her over to 30th Street, James." "O.K." "Come on, Sandy." "Greg." "Hey, Andy." "Come here." "I want to talk to you a minute." "Boy, th-that Cuban-American place... is getting really popular." "I was over there for lunch today..." "Help me with something?" "Yeah." "What's up?" "Come here." "I want to ask you something." "Get in the car." "We got to go someplace." "That's Howie Hornbeck's car." "Yeah, I know, Medavoy." "Where's Howie?" "A couple of blocks away in my car." "We're going over there... then you're going to drive my car back." "Then you'll ride back with Howie." "Yeah." "Please, just get in the car." "Did your car go dead?" "No, Medavoy." "Howie's dead." "I want to move him into his car... but I don't want to do it... in front of the station house." "How-How-Howie's dead?" "Medavoy, get in the car!" "Let's put him in the passenger's seat." "When we get outside the station, we'll slide him over." "How many laws are we breaking?" "What should I do, Medavoy?" "Have him get found with a $40 hooker?" "I'll get the feet." "I'll take the top." "On 3." "Yeah." "1, 2, 3!" "Get him." "I got him." "O.K. O.K." "Oh, jeez!" "Oh, man, Howie." "Whew!" "O.K. We got to get the feet in first." "Oh, man." "He's got me all tangled up." "All right." "Now slide him over." "Why?" "So I can grab his collar." "Otherwise, I step on the brake... he smashes his head on the dashboard." "That's good." "Here's my keys." "Hey, Andy, something's not right." "Did you button these buttons?" "I was in a hurry." "There." "That's better." "All right." "Close the door." "Does your car have any special handling traits?" "No." "Jimmy, listen... 'cause you need to see a doctor." "'Cause you need treatment, Jimmy." "Why?" "You say they're going to find me in a pool of blood?" "Our lives are not over." "We should go on and find new lives." "Please, let me do that." "Do it for yourself." "You stop this." "I'm asking you for the last time." "I'm hanging up." "I'm hanging up, Jimmy." "Oh, God." "Please!" "Leave me alone." "Miss Hypersensitive." "I thought you were on night tour." "I just finished in court." "Well, leave me alone." "Is someone about to get the curse?" "Oh, Gotelli." "You know..." "I was going to get Band-Aids for this... but, uh, I didn't have the time." "Sit down." "Sit down, Duane." "When am I getting released?" "I don't know." "Look, I didn't see 'em, I don't know 'em." "What can I do?" "If you were in the middle of a criminal act... say drug dealing... when this child got killed in your car... that's like pulling the trigger." "What, is that bitch telling you I'm dealing?" "She's crazy." "You got a crack problem." "That's a crock, too, but I'm handy." "Pin something on me." "Here's the other thing." "These guys that are after you... are not going to let up... after what you witnessed this morning." "Hey, you're not slick enough for this work." "I'm not dealing anything, and nobody's after me." "You believed everything that crazy bitch told you." "She lost her child." "I think you owe her a little respect." "Where's my respect?" "Be a man, and you'll get your respect." "The kid was killed in your car." "You're responsible." "So take responsibility for it and give me these guys." "I don't owe anybody anything." "Nobody ever gave me one damn thing." "So you go on, buck for your promotion." "I've been stepped on by badder guys than you'll ever see." "I doubt that, Duane." "No?" "I been screwed by experts since I was a kid." "You want a victim of child abuse?" "You're looking at one." "Locked in closets, beat with a board." "What do you know about what I had to go through?" "Sandy is out on the street..." "She was hustling when I met her." "Turning tricks, hooked on dope." "Her child's been killed." "That's your fault." "Man, you're really simple." "She'd be dead if it wasn't for me." "I'm not any kind of damn pimp." "I tried to take her out of the life." "She sneaks off." "I tried to be a father to that kid... but I can't control everything." "You're a liar, Duane." "I don't care what you think." "I can look myself in the mirror anytime." "What do you see?" "I see a good guy." "O.K. This is what we got." "You're not getting out of here." "I'm not bucking for any promotion... 'cause I'm about strung up on this job." "So if I have to lock the doors... and pull the shades down in here... to get what I want from you, I will." "I want these guys." "Got it?" "Poor little baby, huh?" "There, there." "There, huh?" "Sandy... in your daughter's memory..." "I want you to cooperate with us." "Some dealers let Duane... have credit on a quarter ounce... 'cause Duane had a buyer." "When the guy didn't show... we did a lot of it." "Duane tried to talk his way out of it." "He told me they were real pissed at him... for not coming up with money." "It could have been them." "Do you know their names?" "Tito was one." "And I don't know their last names." "Duane would have to tell you." "Do you know what they look like?" "Where they deal out of?" "You ever seen them?" "No." "I don't think so." "O.K. O.K. We'll get it off of Duane." "All right?" "Sarge, Howie Hornbeck's dead." "Where is he?" "What happened?" "In the parking lot in his car." "Well, let me call E.M.S." "He must have been out there all day." "He must have had a heart attack." "Yeah." "This is the 15th Precinct." "We need an ambulance to pronounce a D.O.A." "What's up?" "Howie Hornbeck died." "Howie Hornbeck?" "Howie Hornbeck." "How can I help myself?" "Done with this guy?" "Yeah." "See you, Tahir." "See you, Detective." "Let me ask you a question." "You're using him to make a case... against the wrong cop, correct?" "Is that the question?" "No." "If you're dealing with him... on Hudson Street all the time... why reinterview on my collar up here?" "It's called obeying orders." "You ought to try it sometime." "Your orders are to humiliate me... in my own house?" "I got to go." "I want an answer from you right now." "Go ahead, Detective." "Make another mistake." "I was parked right next to him." "I must have walked right past him." "I'm taking a membership at a gym." "You hear about Howie Hornbeck?" "The night tour guy?" "What happened?" "I found him dead." "You're kidding." "A heart attack." "Sit at my desk." "I don't think I'll be able to recognize any pictures." "Go ahead." "We'll see how you do." "Howie Hornbeck died." "How you doing with her?" "She gave up the boyfriend's dealing." "He had two guys mad at him." "All she had was the first name on one of them... but I'll run some photos anyway." "Where do we stand on the boyfriend?" "He said he didn't see anything." "Lieutenant." "You got a minute?" "Yeah." "Stay on him." "I got to talk to the M.E." "O.K." "What was that name she gave up?" "Sandy?" "Tito." "Tito." "Stay on her." "O.K." "I got to contact Hornbeck's family." "This won't take long." "Kelly's transferred to the Borough." "He'll work dispatch." "I.A.B. Goes through his laundry for a month." "I.A.B.'s a separate matter." "They find zilch." "I.A.B.'s inquiry is separate." "It's my understanding it's not complete." "You still hang him out..." "The man was borderline insubordinate." "He stinks from that trial." "He's reassigned." "No, this stinks, Captain." "Let's you and me work a signal out." "If I'm here for your opinion on something..." "I'll come in wearing a rose." "Let the man know." "Here come the marines." "Story of your life, Duane." "What is?" "In too long, out too soon." "I'll be smart enough when I file for brutality." "For what?" "Nobody touched you." "You could have walked out... with some cash in your pocket." "Cash, huh?" "How would that have worked?" "That's what I've been trying to tell you." "A 2-year-old's been shot." "We got to clear that." "We could have gone into our pockets for you." "But you made me wait... so I don't need you anymore." "I got another witness." "Oh, yeah?" "Yeah." "I don't think you have anything... or you wouldn't be talking to me." "I've got Tito." "Tito rolled on his buddy... and he got the deal that you could have had." "So I got something." "Is there any money left?" "I'm gonna need full cooperation." "I'm gonna need names, places of business... then I got to prove to the D. A... you're not an asshole." "You looking for me?" "Detective Sipowicz?" "Yeah." "I understand you discovered the body." "What was it, heart attack?" "I think so." "We'll verify in autopsy." "But I'm concerned about the body position." "What do you mean?" "Lividity's all wrong for the position he's in." "Well, I, uh, I moved him a little." "When I found him... he was sagging on the steering wheel." "I pulled him back." "When this man died, he wasn't sitting up." "The blood settled in the front of him." "If he'd been sitting up, it would have settled... in the lower part." "Anyway, it was a heart attack, right?" "Also, the front of his shirt's... tucked in his undershorts." "What are you getting at?" "Somebody put Hornbeck's clothes on him... and moved him." "No." "No." "I totally disagree with that." "You're speaking as a detective?" "Yeah." "As someone he worked with." "I met his wife." "There wasn't a crime committed here." "This was natural causes." "I'm not saying it wasn't natural causes." "Now what could have happened... is maybe somebody pulled his pants up... or moved him from someplace... to somewheres else." "That doesn't have to be part of the report." "Why not?" "Look... you heard the expression..." "I wouldn't want to get caught dead... in a certain place"?" "Sure." "This could have been that situation." "He could have been in a place... he wouldn't get caught dead in." "And then someone moved him after he expired... to save him embarrassment." "I would think so." "You're confident that happened?" "100%." "Because the lividity's all wrong." "I'm telling you, Doc... you can sign off on this one." "O.K." "He died in the car." "O.K." "You gonna show that to the D. A?" "Yeah." "First I want you to come with us... and pick these guys out." "In a lineup?" "No." "In the street." "You never had him." "You son-of-a-bitching liar." "I'm going to get you the 2,000, Duane." "Maybe if these guys have federal beefs..." "I can relocate you." "Stand up." "Stand up, Duane, or I'm going to break your neck." "Let's go." "Recognize anybody?" "Stand right there." "Andy, he's helping us pick out the shooters." "Your car." "Mine's airing out." "O.K." "Lieutenant, he's going to cooperate... show us where to grab these guys." "Good." "How's Haverill?" "O.K." "I'm doing this for you." "Shut up, Duane." "Let's go." "That's one of them." "That's Tito." "Which guy?" "The Puerto Rican." "He was driving." "Ray's just inside the door." "The other guy." "He's nobody." "Take him down." "Biker jacket." "Got it." "I'm on it." "Don't make a sound." "Keep your mouth shut." "Call Ray." "I don't know Ray." "Call for Ray, or I'll blow your brains out." "Yo, Ray!" "Get your hands up in the air!" "Keep your hands in the air!" "You're taking a ride downtown, right?" "Let's go." "I'm putting in a 28." "I can't work my shift tonight." "You probably don't know why." "I probably don't need to." "Howie Hornbeck was a friend of mine." "He was a great guy." "I had more laughs with Howie... than anybody I ever worked with." "That man knew how to have a good time." "And now it's over." "I'm sorry." "Oh, you're sorry." "You know that cup you broke?" "Howie gave me that cup." "That was my tit cup!" "Detective Lesniak..." "Detective Abruzzo on 2." "Tell him I'm not here." "Hi." "It's me, Sandy." "Do I have to look at pictures?" "No." "We picked up the guys Duane told us about." "If he I.D. S them in lineup... there'll probably be an arrest." "Do I have to leave now?" "No." "Not right away." "How's your headache?" "I don't know where to go." "Everything's just so weird." "I just..." "I didn't know it all gets like this." "You got to hold yourself together now, Sandy." "I just want to be gone from all this." "Want to be with your sister in Florida?" "I don't have any money." "If I could get it for you, would you go?" "Yeah." "I'd get out so fast." "I'm gonna see what I can do." "Tiffany..." "You said that the charity would bury Tiffany." "Right." "The church'll bury Tiffany." "If you got me that money... maybe I should use that for her." "That would be your choice." "But I think you should go to your sister's." "I'm gonna lie back down." "O.K." "I'll let you know what happens." "O.K." "That's the other one." "That's Tito." "Say the number." "Number 2." "You got them both." "All but number 2 go." "All right." "Everybody else, come on." "Let's go." "What will you do to him?" "I'll charge him with murder." "Can't you mess him up or something?" "Can I talk to you, John?" "Sure." "When you're done with Martinez..." "I need you in my office." "Is my money coming?" "It's on its way." "What's going on?" "It's about this guy's money." "500 now, 500 after the grand jury... 1,000 after the trial." "I'd like to get Sandy a deuce." "Between her and the boyfriend." "Can't give it to her, huh?" "No." "He made the I. D... so they'll want him in court." "Well, she did give up that Tito's name." "What's going on, James?" "She's talking about getting away from this guy... going to her sister's." "Maybe she'd use the money to cop... but I'd like to make it bus fare." "Get it from him." "I have to get Duane to give it up?" "O.K." "All right." "Thanks." "O.K." "Yeah." "Come on in." "Uh... close the door." "You're transferred to Borough dispatch duty, John." "Steady day tour." "Effective tomorrow." "I wish I had a way to reach out... but I don't have the juice to help you." "Think it's just Haverill?" "No." "It's got to go past him." "He doesn't have the guts... to do it on his own." "Take a minute." "I'm gonna get some coffee." "No." "It's O.K." "You've been a great cop for me." "Thanks." "I'm sorry." "What's going on?" "Transferred." "Radio dispatch down at the Borough." "Same shift he puts a knife in your back... he's up here on a case you cleared." "Let me talk to this asshole." "Andy..." "Sign all three documents." "O.K." "What are my limits on spending this?" "Your good sense." "I need to talk to you." "What is it, Sipowicz?" "What do you think?" "Kelly's transfer's a settled matter." "I think maybe you're forgetting..." "I saw you walk from the DiSico hit." "You think I was walking around... waiting for you to drop that on my head?" "I went on record with the appropriate parties... as to what happened at that incident." "I'm off the hook, Sipowicz." "You want to call downtown about it?" "We got free phones." "Those people that took you off the hook... those are the people that want Kelly?" "He lied at trial." "Everybody lies at trials." "He embarrassed the job." "He embarrassed the job?" "And piss runs uphill, right, Captain?" "And you're a stand-up guy." "Where's my other 200?" "Sandy gets that." "I'll take care of Sandy." "That $500 was for me." "Hey, lower your voice." "Come over here, Duane." "If Sandy wants to see you tomorrow... she can put her 200 with your 300." "Leave her alone tonight." "You trying to break us up?" "Listen to me, Duane." "You make a stink about this money... and when I check you into that motel..." "I'll lock the door and kick your ass." "I asked you not to do that." "They're screwing you." "I know that." "They get my badge... but I don't beg." "What should I do?" "Ride it out." "They will find something." "They can't find their heads up their asses." "Look how hard they're trying to nail me." "They will find something... and I am not answering phones until they do." "Ah, John..." "You know I'm right." "I thought I'd be 65 when I left this job... kicking and screaming for that age waiver." "Thanks, buddy." "Back at you." "Tell Fancy I'll clean out the locker later, O. K?" " Hey." " Hey." "Thanks for that advice." "He gave the money up." "She's going to a separate motel." "Good." "Listen, James, I'm leaving the job." "What do you mean?" "They're putting me on Borough dispatch... till they get rid of me." "Don't leave, man." "Don't quit, John." "Listen, James, you're gonna be O.K." "Just keep doing what we talk about." "O. K?" "Yeah." "I can still call you, though." "You better believe it." "O.K." "All right." "I got to take this girl her money now." "I'll see you." "Yeah." "Hey." "Uh, Howie Hornbeck's wife's on line 2." "What will you tell her?" "I'll take care of it." "Good night, Sarge." "Good night, Kelly."