"¶ Outta my way, outta my day Outta your mind and into mine" "¶ Into no one, into not one Into your step but outta time" "¶ It ain't my smile, it ain't my style It ain't my bitch... ¶ Ain't mine, your kind Your stepping' outta time" "¶ Ain't mine, your kind Your stepping' outta time" "¶ Draggin' me down, why you around?" "No foolin'" "¶ It ain't my fault, it ain't my call It ain't my... ¶ Bitch... you ain't mine!" "¶" " He was found this way?" " Yeah." "Water still was running." "Well, shut it off." "I ain't wrecking' my new work shoes." "I wanted to make sure you had a pure look at the crime scene first." "OK, we had our look." "Can you shut off the damn water!" "Thank you!" "Victim's a senior at Mencken High." "His name's..." " Mark McCarron, I know." " You know this guy?" "Anybody who knows basketball knows him." "In the sports pages every day." "Pretty good with the round ball?" "Oh, great with the round ball!" "He was preseason player of the year." ""USA Today" had him rated top player in the country." "Wonderful." "Didn't stop someone from putting two bullets into Mr Basketball." " He was that, too." " What, too?" " Maryland's Mr Basketball." " There's such a thing as Mr Basketball?" " What does Mrs Basketball look like?" " Any witnesses?" " You found the body at 6:30?" " You hear the shower going?" "I walk in and I see Mark laying there on the floor." "I go to him, and I see he ain't breathing, then I see his blood running out of him." " No one else in the building?" " No, the place is empty." " Did you hear anything?" " No." "The kid was shot twice." "You gotta hear something." "Nothin' that got my attention." "What's Mark doing in the showers past closing?" "Workin' his game." "He's got his own key." "Every day, I come in at 7:00 in the mornin' to open the school." "He's out there on the court." "He's there a hour ahead of me." "I see him." "He looks at me with the biggest smile, says hello." "This is a kid who knows from courtesy." " Handled himself well, huh?" " Oh, yeah." "He was a phenom, both on and off the court." "Every Division One coach in the country had contacted him." "Arizona, North Carolina, Duke, UCLA." "Like Duke needs any players, right?" "That tells you how good Mark is." " We hear he was a model citizen." " Ah, he's an unbelievable person." "A lot of boys with Mark's talent, they'll rely on it and that's all they use." " And Mark's not like that?" " No, he doesn't fool around on court." "He's not jacking' up three-pointers that don't make any sense." "I mean, he has discipline, he's working jump shots, 15- to 18-footers, the kind of shots that work within our system." "This all you can tell us about McCarron, his jump shot?" "Is there anything about him outside of basketball?" "You want me to say he went to church?" "Yeah, his family's churchgoing." "Good student, solid Bs." "You wanna know if he makes his bed or brushes his teeth, go ask his parents." "You said this case was a no-brainer two days ago." "We have the name of the killer, Manuel Renderos." " Then where is he?" " He's never been arrested." " Nothing off NCIC?" " We checked." "So far, nothing." "Renderos came here about a year ago, doing gas station stick-ups mostly." "But we don't know anything else, do we?" "We have the name, and we've got the facts." " The witnesses say he did the killing." " They gave you his description?" " Oh, yeah." "Sure they did." " Vague." "Average height, average weight." "Middle-aged..." "Well, this isn't vague." "This is red." "OK, we'll get right on it, Gee." "Don't worry." "Do you want this one?" " Mike, would you like this case?" " No, you take it." "I dunno." "I'm already the primary on two cases this month, and you haven't caught one in a couple weeks." " So what are you saying?" " All I'm saying is that you're up." "Well, fine, then just tell me I'm up." "That's all you gotta say." " Do you want to talk about it?" " About what?" "About whatever's messing with your head." "Man, since I've been in Baltimore, you have been the bear of the shift." "I'm fine." "Are you feeling burnt out?" "Cos, you know, I've felt that way." "A lot." "Everybody has, but you can't forget to pay attention to the job." " Hey, the job sucks." " Obviously, the job sucks." " But we speak for the dead, remember?" " Hey, screw the dead." "What'd their mouldering asses ever do for me?" "I said I'd take the call, OK?" "Let's just leave it at that." " Hey." " He was alive when I got here." " Who?" " Calvin Leroy Barnes." "Still breathing when you rolled up?" "Did he say anything?" " I asked who shot him." " And?" "He told me to stick it." "Screw him, if he's gonna be that way." "We might as well get some breakfast." " Come on, Mike." " You say we talk for the dead?" "This guy won't even speak for himself." "He doesn't deserve a cop standing over him." " It's not about deserving." " Whatever makes you happy, Ballard." " Calvin Leroy what's-his-name?" " Barnes." " Barnes, right, right." "Date of birth?" " 4-10-72." "Hey." "Happy Birthday, Calvin." "Check it out." "Most guys get cuff links or a tie for their birthday." "Calvin here got himself a bullet." "Hey, take a picture of me here with the birthday boy." "Laura, you wanna get in this one?" "Smile, Calvin." "We don't even have a picture of this guy, let alone a fingerprint card." "We wouldn't recognise him if he walked right by us." "We know he hangs out at the Derby on Wolfe Street." "Every half-assed thug hangs at the Derby." "We'll walk in, show our badges and say, "Manuel Renderos, come on down!" ""The price is right!" "Come on down!"" "We've got his pager number." "At least his girlfriend gave us that." "His pager number?" "It'd have been better if she'd given us a picture." " She gave us what she had." " Great." "We can page him." "When he calls back, we can ask him to please meet us at Central Booking." " I have a plan." " A plan?" " Yeah, a clever plan." " Huh, Bayliss has a clever plan." "Do you have a plan, Frank?" "I admit it." "I have no plan." " Who would kill our son?" " There's not a lot we know." "We hoped you'd be able to tell us if Mark had problems with anyone." " What kind of problems?" " Was anyone giving him any trouble?" "No." "Everyone adored Mark." "Maybe someone was jealous of his success." "No, I don't think so." "I think maybe it was more like they wanted to be a part of it." "Mark made everyone feel like they were." " Was he having any problems at home?" " Only that we didn't see him enough." "But if that's the worst thing your child does is practise basketball all day," "I think you have to consider yourself lucky as a parent." "Mark was having these headaches from tension, all the recruiters calling day and night." "Well, that's a lot of pressure on a 17-year-old." " My son wasn't going to college." " No?" "Mark and I would talk." "He knew it would be best if he turns pro." "Yeah, that's... from high school to the pros, that's rare." "Very few make that work." "He'd be taking a big chance?" "Well, he's got something extra special." "He ain't black." " Excuse me?" " Every kid that tries it is black." "The NBA caters to corporate America, and corporate America wants to see a white boy out there." "They love Jordan, but they're starving for the next Larry Bird." "So your white son was a can't-miss?" "He signs his first contract, and he's got a life you and me only dream about." "Hey, where are we on Calvin Barnes?" "I've got the case surrounded." "Excuse me." "What do we know?" "We know Calvin Barnes was an Eastside drug dealer with more previous arrests than I can count." "We know there's a.44 hollow-point where the back of his head was, and we know he's not gonna be missed by anybody past his mama, and she's probably not all that tore up about it, either." "And we know that he worked for Georgia Rae Mahoney." "Background file from Narcotics has our victim as a mid-level supplier for the Mahoney organisation." " No kidding?" " Yeah, no kidding." "This is the fifth dealer with a Mahoney connect to go down in two weeks." " Five murders?" " The night shift catches three in a row." "Then Stivers has a guy that dies two nights ago, and it turns out that he is an enforcer for Georgia Rae." "So, that makes it a grand total of five unsolved drug murders, all on the Eastside, all with a Mahoney connect." "It's so hard to keep good help these days." "It almost makes you feel for Georgia Rae." "Look, I'm..." "I'm thinking that this is a drug war." "I'm thinking, who cares?" "We're just the garbage men..." "Sorry, we're the garbage persons." "Every day, we get in our little Cavaliers and we drive to some corner and pick up some fresh garbage." " Right?" "Why break a sweat over it?" " Are you out of your mind?" "We've gotta sit down with Stivers and figure out if there's a connection to all this, if there's a pattern." "You want a pattern?" "I'll give you a pattern." "They're all worthless sleazebags and they're all dead." "How's that for a pattern?" "Where are we at with that Mencken High School shooting'?" "We're going to the ME's." "The kid took two shots to the upper chest." "I saw Matt McCarron in the State's playoffs last year." "The night was poetry." " You watch high school basketball?" " I was with a woman who was a fan." "I'm just along for the ride." "So this kid, McCarron, was poetry in motion, huh?" " I was talking about the night." " The date was poetry, Stu." "Oh." "Oh, good for you, Lieutenant." "Munch, I have every confidence that you'll close the case." "Yes, sir." "Who's this... who's this woman that Giardello is seeing?" " I have no idea." " You've never met her?" "The Lieutenant's like a sphinx when it comes to his personal life." "McCarron's dead one night his father's talkin' about what a tragedy it is he didn't sign an NBA contract." "How would we be if we had a kid like that?" " It's basketball." "It's only a game." " Yeah." "It's a serious one." "That's an oxymoron." "Games weren't meant to be serious." "Well, how... how come they keep score?" "Anyone's got a kid blessed with a talent, they're gonna be serious about it." "A bunch of fat, balding geezers in $50 seats is what ruined sports today." "A child's good at math or violin, nobody makes a stink over him being talented." "You give him a ball and he goes pro, that's the world coming to an end?" " Yes." " Well, that's crap." "It's crap!" "OK..." " Oh, then you're going in?" " Yeah, that's my plan." "Change of plan." "Come on." "Change of plan." "Let me have a tonic with a twist." "No ballistic matches on any of the Eastside murders, meaning we're looking at a different shooter for each case." "These are not street guys gettin' killed." "These are lieutenants, enforcers, wholesalers." "The cream of Georgia Rae's crop." " Any new leads?" " Zero." " And they're shot execution-style." " Professional and efficient." "The law of the street works a lot better than the law of the land." "The trouble with a drug war is someone always wins." "Not Georgia Rae, apparently." "So far, all the fallen soldiers are hers." " Numbers six and seven." " Just that fast." "My call this morning turns out to be two dead in the Mahoney organisation's stash house." "Looks like a firefight." "We've recovered two guns, and we're checking ballistics." "But right now, looks like my two victims may have shot each other." "Could Georgia Rae's crew be blowing itself up?" "That would explain why all the bodies are Mahoney players." "They're not fighting another organisation, they're turning against each other." "I say we put the top down and enjoy the ride." "Except an innocent bystander could be next." "Your victims aren't innocent and won't be missed." "I'm not worried about who's losing the war." "I'm worried about someone winning it." "Work your cases." "Hard." "Alyssa Dyer, my favourite body parts person." "Detective Gharty, Detective Munch." "What do you have on the McCarron case?" " Two bullets in his chest." " Close range?" "This is one hunky specimen." "Refreshing to get someone who's in shape." "Hunky?" "If you had this kid's pecs, we'd still be an item." " At least I'm not stone-cold dead." " Matter of opinion." "You two were an item?" "You're starting to irritate like another short, round man I worked with." "Anything of real import you could tell us?" "Entrance wounds are typical, circular, straight-on shots." "No defence wounds." "Maybe he didn't expect any trouble, didn't have time to react." "Maybe he was ambushed." "I found blood in his stomach and mouth, so his heart and his oesophagus were probably pierced." " I'll know more later today." " Stu, we should go to the school." "If you come up with anything new, call me." "You call me." "I'm always put in the position of having to make the first move, and I've learned there's no percentage in that." "You're a bitter man." "Bitter, bitter man." "Yo, this better be good." "What?" "What?" "Man, I can't..." " Hey, is that him?" " Yup, that's him." " Huh, my plan." " Your plan." "Now, we could snatch him up right now, but I'd like to where he lays his head." "That way, if we get an address, we stand a better chance of recovering the murder weapon." "Right." "If you could come to the door, ma'am, I just want to ask some questions." "Just need a couple of minutes of your time." "Can't blame people for not wanting to mark themselves as a witness." "We're just here to solve the case, and they have to live here every day." "This is their neighbourhood." "They won't make it better, why should I care?" "Victim's family lives in the next court, so why don't we just go talk to them?" " You go." " It's your murder." "And I'll work it the way I want." "Right now, I gotta be somewhere." "Fine." "That's fine." "I'll go talk to the dead man's mother by myself then." " You want the car?" "Take the Cavalier." " No." "Thanks." "I'll call a cab." "Suit yourself." "'... be a shame if false allegations sullied your reputation.'" "'The threat of those allegations 'might cause the judge to make an error under pressure.'" "'During a high-profile civil suit, say?" "'" "'Very likely." "Almost inevitable, in fact.'" "Now, I call you guys a week ago about this tape." "You don't call back, so I decided to personally make the acquaintance." "I'll say this much, you got some stones to tape conversations with City Judges." "The guy's dirty." "The question for you is what's the FBI gonna do about it?" "Even if this tape were usable in court, it's hardly definitive." " What are you, dense?" " Dense?" "Yeah, dense." "Gibbons has bent the rules for the Mahoney organisation." "A sitting judge is on the pad." "You work for the Public Corruption Squad of FBI's Baltimore Field Office." " Is any of this sinking in?" " Go home." "Work your murders." "Leave corruption cases to the people who know what they're doing." "Bunch of humps." " What do you want?" " We're not having this conversation." "A conversation about what?" "We've had a case up on Judge Gibbons for four months now." "We've got him on bribery and extortion charges." " Yeah?" " We're talking to him through lawyers." "If all goes well, he's going before a Federal Grand Jury in two weeks." " Can he give you Georgia Rae?" " We think so." "Look, one cop to another," "I didn't want you thinking we weren't interested in what you telling us." "But when we're investigating local corruption," "Bureau policy is not to talk with the locals." "So do me a favour, just keep this under your hat." "We've never met." "We never talked." "We're not even here." " What was he really like?" " Mark?" "Man, he was the bomb." "Way cool, but really down to earth." "You know what I'm saying?" "Real friendly." "Not in class much." "Mark wasn't much on school work." "He blew out his SATs twice, I heard." "He couldn't get above 700 either time." "I feel bad saying this, cos he was real sweet to me, but I heard there were some kids he shoved around." "But mostly sweet, you know." "It doesn't add up." "A straight B student who can't get better than 680?" "We were going to change tutors to help Mark bring those scores up a bit." "A bit?" "To get into a Division One school he'd need an SAT score of 1000." "680's a joke!" "How was he keeping a 3-0 average with scores like that?" "Tutors." "And I'm sure his teachers were willing to cut him some slack." "Mark's extracurricular regimen didn't leave a lot of time for..." "For high school." "No wonder his father was talking about the kid jumping straight to the pros." "With SAT scores this low, he's looking at nothing better than two years playing at a junior college." " Anything else we should know about?" " Not really." "He was a fine boy, a treasure." "Yeah, yeah." "What about his relations with other students?" "Did he get along?" " Very few complaints." " Very few?" "How many exactly?" " Two, three..." " What were the complaints about?" "The usual sort of teasing and roughhousing that is typical." "Who complained?" "It doesn't serve anyone's interest to risk Mark's memory by exaggerating..." " Give us the names." " It was nothing..." "The names!" "You're not gonna repeat this to anybody around here?" "Nah." "This is just you and me here talking." "Cos I mean he's dead, and talking bad about him is like sacrilegious." "So now it's like, "Whoa, speak no evil."" "Trust me." "He did some stuff to me, yeah." "It wasn't too bad." "Little things to let everyone know he could." "Like what?" "Stupid things." "Stuff that shows you he wasn't even very smart about being a jerk." "Once in a while in the cafeteria, he'd walk by and dump my tray into my lap." " Why you?" " Why not me?" "One day some butthead learns your name and the next you're picking tapioca and steak out of your sweater." " You seem pretty cool about it." " Well, it's all in the past, really." "I haven't crossed paths with that jerk since second quarter." "Why not?" "He got tired of me." "He found David." " David who?" " David Tarnofsky." "He's a senior." "Lately, he's been Mark's new pal." " David Tarnofsky?" " Yes?" "Detective Munch, Baltimore Homicide." "This is my partner, Detective Gharty." "We'd like to ask you a few questions about Mark McCarron." "Sure." "We understand he did some things to you." "He picked on you." "He can't pick on me any more, can he?" "Maybe you should come with us so we can talk about this." "Yeah." "Sure." " So what's this all about?" " Looks like he's waitin' on a callback." "Stop, start, stop." "Get a call, make a call." "It's counter-surveillance." "He's wanted for a murder and he's avoiding being followed." "Right, well, it's not working." " Here we go again." " Know what?" "I'm tired of this." "64-09 to KGA." "'KGA." "Go ahead, 64-09.'" "OK, I'm at the corner of..." "Park and..." " Where are we?" " Madison." "...the corner of Park and Madison going north on Park, requesting back-up to stop and detain a male driving a black Toyota Camry, temporary tags." "Suspect is wanted in connection with a homicide and may be armed." "'10-4." "Units responding.'" "Come on." "Come on outta the car!" "Just be cool, be cool!" "Be cool!" "Be cool!" "I'm assuming the position." " I'm assuming the position!" " Good position." " I'm in the position, Officer." " Assume the position." "The position is assumed!" "See?" "Everybody just be calm." "Just chill." " All right?" " Shut your lips, Superfly." " Nothin' there." " Salerno, pop the trunk." " That's not necessary, Officer." " I think so." "Manuel Renderos, you're under arrest for the murder of Reggie Gaynor." " Who?" " The kid you killed a week ago." " What?" " Come on, it's over, Manny." " Your run is over, baby." " Who is Manny?" "What the?" "Hey, Detective." "Check this out." "Ooh." "Damn..." "Who is he?" "This guy is supposed to be just like a gas station stick-up artist." "What's goin' on?" " You're not Manuel Renderos, are you?" " Bernard Weeks." "How the hell did y'all get onto me?" "I was so damn careful." "I been muling this kind of weight for five years, not so much as a traffic stop." " Y'all DEA, right?" " No." " FBI?" "Customs?" " Uh-uh." "Local Narcotics?" "How long you been onto me?" "Six months?" "Longer?" "You were onto me about a year to roll up with this kind of weight." "No, we weren't looking for you." " Say what?" " We're not local Narcotics." "We're Baltimore Homicide, looking for someone else." "This is just a mistake." " A mistake?" "Yeah." "You roll up on me with two hundred kilograms and it's mistake?" "Well... you haven't by chance killed anybody in Baltimore lately, have you?" "No way." " Well, we have wasted another day." " Yeah." " A mistake?" " Yeah, sorry." "Get him outta here." "All right, everyone." "If I can have your attention." "This seizure is the largest in the history of Baltimore." "It is the result of an exhaustive, 10-month investigation by Detectives in the City Homicide Unit, working in conjunction with CID Narcotics and the Patrol Division." "It is a clear indication that we can win the war against illegal drugs in this city." "That's all for now." "Thank you for coming." "There's a commendation for both of you in this." "Pembleton, thank you." "You know, I'm proud of you both." "I'm proud of you." " My heroes." " Mm-hm." "That's what we are, Gee." " My drug warriors." " Mm-hm." "Oh, my!" "Why, it's still red." "In all this excitement, I didn't see this red name on the Board here." ""Gaynor"?" "How could I have forgotten this red name on the Board?" " What up, what up, what up?" " You tell me." " Ain't much about nothing." " That's not how I figure it." "What do you mean?" "For weeks now, I've been feeding you sheets and records and photographs of players in the Mahoney organisation." "So?" "I did it because you asked me to, without any explanations being offered." "What, I..." "I can't count on you now?" "For two weeks, bodies have been falling all over the Eastside." "The Mahoney organisation is falling apart at the seams." " How about that?" " We have names on the Board in red." "The same names you had me pulling out of the computer." "We have seven open murders." "Myself, I caught the double over on Ashland." "Oh, well... them two boys killed each other, huh?" " You can close that one at least!" " How do you know that?" "No, you know what..." "I don't even..." "I don't want to know." "You've got to relax, brother." "Come on, man." "Meldrick, are you whacking these guys?" " I'm a cop." " I have to ask." "No, no, no, you ain't got to ask." "What, you think..." "you think I'm like them?" "You think I play by those rules?" "What the hell rules are you playing by?" "I'm just working the street, you know." "Listening, learning." "Every now and again, maybe I'll tell somebody something that they wouldn't otherwise know." " People are killing each other." " How about that?" "Meldrick, this is crazy." "You gonna take those home with you?" "I owe you one, baby." " Hey, Meldrick?" " Huh?" "Be careful, man." "Always." "Hey, Michelle, this one's on me, right?" " 'Who's on the other side?" "' - 'Nobody.'" "'No one's looking in?" "'" " I know what this mirror is here for." " That make you nervous?" "No." "Why don't you have a seat at the table, take a load off?" "There's no one behind there." "I give you my word." "My partner went to get you a drink." "I don't need anything to drink any more." " You a sports fan?" " No." "Me neither." "Maybe a little baseball." " Here you go, David." " Thank you." "So it's been a crazy couple of days over at Mencken High, huh?" "Yeah, wild." "All the newspapers and sports stations are coming into the school." "You know Mark McCarron?" " This doesn't taste right." " I can get you something else." " Nah, that's OK." " You're sure?" "It's not a problem." "Yeah, I'm just commenting." "I'm not complaining." "So it's been a wild day at school today, huh?" "Yeah, we didn't have any regular classes today." "Everybody's talking about what happened." "It'd just be good to have things regular." " What were they talking about?" " About how cool McCarron is." " I hear he wasn't such a cool guy." " Him not cool?" "He isn't, no one is." "The guy's a god." "We hear he had a pretty nasty streak." " You know Danny Lynch?" " Yeah, I see him around school." "He says McCarron used to go after him." "How about Philip Grimes?" "I did hear that Philip had a problem with McCarron, but, you know, it's high school, bad stuff happens." "Something real bad happened to McCarron." "He deserved it." "You know about your rights, David." "I got to advise you that you can have a lawyer present." " We also called your dad." " He's coming here?" " Why did you do that?" " Part of the job." " What will you tell him?" " What do you want us to tell him?" "Nothing." "He doesn't know." " He doesn't know what, David?" " Anything." "About how McCarron would pick on you?" " How he humiliated you?" " He'd bully you, wouldn't he?" "Danny Lynch and Philip Grimes told us all about it." "Every day, huh?" "Not every day." "I..." "I gotta tell you again, you can have a lawyer here." "What, you want to protect me?" "What's a lawyer gonna do, take a beating for me?" "You are?" "I'm protected, now." "Now." "I don't want a lawyer." "Took a lot of garbage from McCarron, didn't you?" " What's a lot?" " You tell me." "He'd take his class ring and turn it inside, whack me open-handed on the back of my head." " Make you mad?" " It wouldn't you?" " Yeah." " And what would you do?" "I'd think about ways to get even." "Oh, you'd get even?" "You'd go against him, right?" "You can talk like that cos you weren't there." "You didn't go to anybody about this?" "Yeah, I tried." "I went to the principal." "She tells me I'm exaggerating, that I should avoid McCarron." "But how do I do that?" "He's the hero of the school." "He's got a right to anything." "He's the guy who makes up the rights." "You couldn't talk to your dad?" "I wanted to, but I'm thinking, what's he gonna do?" "I tell him, and he's gonna go after McCarron." "What if McCarron beats my dad up?" "In front of everyone?" "How do I live with that, then?" "I ain't gonna let that happen." "My dad, he's like me." "He ain't got a chance." " You couldn't talk to your friends?" " Who'd wanna hang with me?" "You get smacked around, they might, too, huh?" " You know, huh?" " I know." "He has his buddies hold me down in the locker room, and they strip my shirt and pants off, everything's off." "I'm naked, all right?" "And... he takes strips of athletic tape and plasters them to my short hairs." "Then he rips the tape off." "Then him and his friends carry me and they throw me into the girls' locker room, where all these girls from my homeroom are showering from gym class." "It ain't so much that he does that with the athletic tape, but then all the girls gotta laugh at me, too..." "I go home, I get my dad's gun..." "'And..." "I find McCarron." "'He's there in the shower, getting clean, ready to go out and have a good time.'" "And he sees me." "And all I want to do is show him the gun." "And maybe I could scare him." "Maybe he'll think before he tries to do anything else to me." "And I don't want to shoot him, but when he sees me, and I'm holding the gun and I've had the gun before in my hands." "Cos some nights I'm thinking I could stop it all myself." "I could just shoot myself." "But I can't, but I don't know why." "'So I just want him to know that I'm serious about all this crap ending.'" "I point the gun at him, but he knows what's going on." "And what does he do?" "He smiles, that big famous smile of his, that stupid smile everyone takes a picture of." "And I don't remember what happened next." "But I can still see him." "He's not smilin' any more." "I appreciate you getting me something." "I've been thirsty all day." "No matter how much water I take, I need a lot to drink..." "Where's the gun?" "My father's closet." "Everything's gonna be different from now on, David." " Your life changes." " For the better." " You need anything, David?" " I ain't sorry about a damn thing." "He'll do hard time for shooting Maryland's Mr Basketball." "He'll have his ass handed to him every day he's up in Jessup." "I can sympathise." "I know why he did what he did." "School was no day at the beach for a Jew in the '50s." "Oh, come on." " I ran." "What else could I do?" " It's part of growing' up." "Gharty, it sounds like you never were on the receiving end." " Every day was open season on me." " You got past it, right?" "Says you." "You ever go after anybody?" " Sure." " Sure?" "I was a kid being a kid." "It was... testosterone, hormones." "I hated morons like you." "All right." "I'll tell you what." "If it'll make you feel any better, I'll give you a free shot." " What?" " Come on." "Give me your best shot." " Don't get goofy on me." " No, no, no!" "It's OK." "Come on." "Hit me." "Let go all that crap out of your past." "Give me your best shot." " My best shot?" " Yeah." " Whoa!" "Wait a second!" " You said my best shot!" " Not with that!" " Is it all Marquess of Queensbury?" " Can I buy you a beer instead?" " A beer'll make up for my past?" "No, but at least it'll get that ashtray out of your hand." "Numbers eight, nine and ten." "What do you know?" "The Mahoney killings just went double digits."