" Hear that?" " What?" " Is Meldrick back from the pizza run?" " No." "Mr Coffee, percolating in the next room." "It's too quiet in here." "The only thing dead in this joint are the phones." "New Year's Eve." "When the ball drops, the bodies'll start dropping." " I hate New Year's Eve." " Everybody does." "Yeah." "Another year older and deeper in debt." "Like a birthday, only nobody buys you presents." "What's this?" "The distribution and consumption of alcohol while on duty?" "Champagne can hardly be described as "alcohol"." " Just a little taste, Gee." " As long as it's a little taste." " I get to make the first toast." " Let's hope this year is better than last." "I'll drink to that, though I shouldn't touch the stuff." "This year will be worse than last year, and next year will be worse than this." "Munch!" "A toast." "May we have more nights when the phones are not ringing." " Hear, hear!" " Game on." " Mmm!" " Domestic." " Discount, at that." " You are a snob, Frank." "This isn't even champagne." "This is the fake champagne." ""Method Sparkling Wine."" "The French make them do that." "It's a trade war thing, Mike." "You're not supposed to buy champagne at the gas station." "Hey." "Get 'em while they're hot!" "Are we gonna watch the ball or what?" " We got time to watch this first?" " What you got there?" "It's my documentary..." "on the Homicide Unit." "All of you guys." " A documentary about us?" " I spent all year doing it." "Really?" "The finest pizza in Baltimore..." " I hope you got my good side." " What side, Munch?" "I brought pepperoni pizza, let's just eat them." "This better be more than good, Brodie." "That doesn't make a lot of sense." "What does life and homicide have to do with each other?" "I wanted to juxtapose life and death, the ying and the yang." "Homicide is so, you know..." "it's negative." "It doesn't get more negative than homicide." " Mean Streets?" "Ripping off Scorsese?" " I wasn't." "I respect the man." "But he doesn't hold a candle to great documentary film-makers like Robert Frank, or Pennebaker, Maysles Brothers or Ken Burns." "Yeah, Ken Burns." "He made something more boring than a baseball game, a documentary about baseball." "Pretty tough room, Brodie." "You sure you wanna do this?" "An artist has to be fearless, Kay..." "There's fearless, and there's... crazy." "Nice effect, Brodie." "Very professional." "I can loan you the software." "What?" "I might put some narration about how I had to overcome initial reluctance." "Bye." "Just act natural, like I'm part of the furniture." "Brodie, I..." "Brodie..." "Detective Megan Russert." "Gone, but not forgotten." "I hate being photographed." "She'll be back..." "the bright lights of Baltimore?" "Paris will pale in comparison." "Get the hell out of the way." "Hey!" "It's Frank." "Bald again." "Before the stroke." "Hey, hey, hey..." "Sgt. Sally Rogers!" "What have we got?" "Llewellyen Kilduff." "Some kind of altercation with his neighbour." "The shooter's name is Bennett Jackson." "Of all of the cases that we ever worked, you picked this one for your film?" "Shame on you, Brodie." "You are a sick and twisted soul." "Not as twisted as Mr Jackson." "According to witnesses, words were exchanged," "Mr Jackson went in his house, came out with a firearm, walked up to Kilduff, and shot him twice, at close range." " Oh." "You recover a weapon?" " Saturday Night Special." "Lucky it didn't blow up in his hand." "After he shot Mr Kilduff, he shot Mrs Kilduff, and then he sat down and waited for the police." "He surrendered without incident." " Where's Mrs Kilduff?" " University." " She gonna make it?" " Looked like a DOA to me." " Any idea what this is all about?" " Not really." "The explanation from Mr Jackson was that he felt he had no choice." "Oh, he had no choice." "OK, thank you!" "Neighbours out in the yard and he whacks 'em..." "Mr Jackson." "I'm Detective Bayliss, this is Detective Pembleton." "Has he read you your rights yet?" "I shot 'em." "Both of 'em." "I imagine you want me to go downtown and sign a statement." "A uniform will take you down." "All right." "I don't know how you two stand each other." "The rights of a suspect..." "Give me your thoughts." "You are a citizen of a free nation." "Having lived your adult life in the land of guaranteed civil liberties you commit a crime of violence, whereupon you are jacked up, dragged down to police headquarters, and deposited in a claustrophobic anteroom containing three chairs, a table and cold brick walls." "Have a seat, please." "There you sit, for a half hour or more, until a Homicide Detective, a man who can, in no way, be mistaken for a friend, enters the room." "He offers you a cigarette." "Not your brand." "He begins an uninterrupted monologue which one does back and forth for a half hour or so, eventually coming to rest in a familiar place." "You have the right to remain silent." "You have got the absolute right to remain silent." "Of course you do." "You're a criminal." "They always have the right to remain silent." "Your Fifth Amendment protects you against self-incrimination." "If it was good enough for Ollie North and Mark Fuhrman, who the hell are you to incriminate yourself at the first opportunity?" "A police detective, paid government money to put you in prison, is explaining your right to shut up before you say anything stupid." "You might think this is a slam dunk..." "Our case being writ in black as we speak." " You'd be wrong..." " No, you'd be right..." "We got the shooter, his gun, we got beaucoup eye witnesses, and the man's given it up." " We need the "why"." " No, you need it." "I don't need to know any more about the man or his problems." "He shot his neighbours and waited for the police to surrender his freedom." "Mr Jackson has been so helpful, to ask for more would be ungracious." "One neighbour murders another, and you don't wanna know what that means?" "I know what that means, 10 hours overtime, and if Mr Jackson is kind enough to take it to trial, another 20 hours court pay." " You can't use that." " What do you mean?" "You gotta take that out." "You can't have us joking about overtime." "Yeah, but you... you... said it!" "I..." "I know I said it." "The point is, I don't want anyone to hear me say it!" "I'm a documentarian, Pembleton, and it's my job to honestly reflect reality." "This is a real party, huh?" "Frank!" "Look out!" ""Fender Bender Aphrodisiac"?" "The name of a grunge band?" "I have car insurance, but your rate is going to go up, too." "Why should they?" "You hit me." " I'm willing to admit that." " Don't admit to anything." "Who are you, his lawyer?" "I'm just saying, let's exchange the insurance cards and get on our way." "No!" "No one is going anywhere until the cops get here." "We are the cops." "We're homicide detectives." "We're working a very important case." " Someone was murdered?" " Oh, yes ma'am." "Was it... eugh... was it bad?" " It was pretty bad, yes." " Grisly." "Yeah." " Is it gonna be on the news?" " Well..." "Well, I..." "It's bound to be, cos something like this is so gruesome." "Here's my card." "This is my number." "Take your car to a body shop, get an estimate and I'll send you a cheque." "But isn't that against the law?" " We'd be doing the taxpayers a favour." " OK." "All right." " I guess." " Thank you." "I appreciate that." " I'll call you." " Yes." "You take..." "you take care." "We'll watch you on the news." " Thanks." " OK." "What?" "She likes you." "Since Mary got pregnant, women have been coming on to me." " It's an aphrodisiac." " It's more about her rear end." "Pembleton!" "You filed a report, stating the accident happened in a parking lot." "You gave me an elaborate song about some jerk who backed up into you." "And then fled the scene of the accident without leaving a note." "Is that what I said?" "What are you laughing at, Bayliss?" ""Unindicted co-conspirator" mean anything?" "Gosh, Gee..." "it was just a fender bender." "We'll discuss how you two can make full restitution to the department." "They'll be garnishing your wages for the next 12 months." "Which proves my point again." "Even our modest expectations vis-à-vis the new year quickly disappear." "It's distracting to have a camera in your face while you're driving." "Where are you goin', Brodie?" " I just... had to... go to the bathroom." " Sit down!" "I thank our friend Brodie." "This is all public service." "Let's continue and see what other lies, what other hidden truths can be revealed." "Anything that you say or write may be used against you in a court of law." "Yo, bunky." "Wake up!" "Talking to a police detective, in an interview room, is only gonna hurt you." "If it could help, we'd be pretty quick to tell you that." "We'd tell you that you have a right not to worry." "Anything you say or write will be used to help you in a court of law." "Your best bet is to shut up." "Shut up now." "You're saying a kid should be suspended for bringing aspirin to school?" "Without rules, we're gonna have anarchy." "Now, aspirin's a drug." "If the rules say no drugs, then no drugs." " Excedrin, the great psychedelic." " It's this one." "Ed McMahon." "We got a cheque for you!" "Maybe he's not home." "Hello!" "He's going around the back." "I got this side!" "Cut!" "Cut!" " What's going on here?" " You Barry Levinson!" " Yeah." " I went to high school with you!" " What are you, Homicide?" " Yeah!" "I'm a big fan of yours, Mr Levinson!" "Nice to meet you." "The real police here don't say, "Freeze"." " They don't?" " It's a television thing." "Hey, guys!" "It's the real Homicide, here!" " You guys never say freeze?" "Really?" " Nah..." "Cut!" " Nice meeting you!" " Good meeting you, too." ""Homicide Home Page?" What does that mean?" "It's cyberspeak, Lieutenant." "Oh, montage!" "My favourite." "Very surrealistic." "Love the lack of information." "I wouldn't wanna know what I'm lookin' at." "That's the coffee room TV." "Don't you think this shot of the TV is over?" "Thank god, camera movement." "So exciting!" "A guy, getting something from the fridge?" "That's exciting?" "Unless... it's the Lunch Bandit..." " Who's the Lunch Bandit?" " What are you doing here?" "You can't be working tonight!" "I was at this party with hats and horns, the whole New Year's Eve nine yards." "I got bored so I thought I'd come here and see what you guys are up to." "There hadn't been a murder all night." "I'm showing the documentary I made on the Unit." " Mind if I watch?" " Nope." " What have I missed?" " Not a thing." "That boring party may soon not seem so boring." " Thanks." " You're welcome." "So, who's the Lunch Bandit?" "No one knows, but he's been stealing lunches for years." "'That guy ain't gonna see the light of day.'" "Mr Jackson, I just thought that you'd be interested in knowing that Mrs Kilduff is still on the operating table." "You're full of remorse, aren't ya?" " C'mon, Brodie, get out of the way!" " Excuse me." "So, how long did you know the Kilduffs?" "They moved into that house seven or eight years ago." "They bought it from the state when old Miss Floody passed on." " I had to arrange it myself." " How's that?" "Own my own funeral home, Jackson and Sons, on Cherry Street." "Been in my family 80 years." "So, growing up in a funeral parlour, you're on close terms with death?" "Intimate." "I been around dead people all my life." "They don't trouble me." "Is that what you were thinking when you shot the Kilduffs?" "Had you been planning for their funeral for years?" " Is it why you're so cool about all this?" " It's not a question of temperature." "What is it a question of?" "Is it about business?" "You needed new customers, so you start with the neighbours?" "You're no ordinary mortician, are you?" "You like to see things through from start to finish." "You like to bump 'em and dump 'em?" "Slab 'em and stab 'em?" "Pop 'em and pain 'em?" "More bodies, more profit." "You know how to run a business." "Business." "Hm." "Some people don't know how to mind their own." " Like the Kilduffs?" " Poking their noses." "You shot 'em cos they knew something you didn't want them to?" " A man's got a right to his privacy." " What didn't you want them to know?" " You married, Mr Jackson?" " 41 years." " Where's your wife?" " Glen Birney." "Chestfield Nursing Home." "How long have you been living by yourself, Mr Jackson?" "You mind your business and I'll mind mine." "Bet he was messin' around with Mrs Kilduff." "Sex triangle with the neighbours, you know what I'm sayin'?" "Not even close, Meldrick." "Not even." "You see, you have the right to talk to an attorney at any time." "Before any questions, before answering them or during any questioning." "The man who wants to arrest you for violating the peace of Maryland says you can talk to a trained professional attorney who's read the relevant code or got his hands on Cliff Notes." "Let's face it, pal." "You just carved up some drunk in a Dundalk Avenue bar, or bludgeoned your wife with a pick-axe, that don't make you a brain surgeon." "You're gonna need the help of an expert." " Take whatever help you can get." " He's right." "Been there, done that." "It's not the same shot." "Watch." "It's definitely the Lunch Bandit!" "That's my container!" "Brodie, you gotta pull back!" "Hey, Brodie." "How's it hangin'?" " Where did he go?" " Fast little bastard!" "L-I remember that day!" "The Lunch Bandit hit me!" " I had a leftover from the Venetia deli." " Brodie, you nailed him!" "Who is it?" "Hey!" "Sit down!" "Just wait and see!" "Stubborn, stubborn." "In his mind, he was right." "Every killer thinks he's right." "¶ He walked the street to the corner liquor store" "¶ Got some cigarettes and wine and he backed out the door" "¶ It didn't work out quite like he thought it would" "¶ Now he's back page news down in the neighbourhood" "¶ And it's boom boom boom Boom boom boom" "¶ Boom boom all night long" "¶ Boom boom boom Boom boom boom" "¶ Boom boom all night long" "¶ She's up late staring at the TV all alone" "¶ Got the front light on for a man who ain't coming home" "¶ Baby in the bedroom starts to cry" "¶ The sound of the street is her only lullaby" "¶ And it's boom boom boom Boom boom boom" "¶ Boom boom all night long" "¶ Boom boom boom Boom boom boom" "¶ Boom boom all night long" "¶ Boom boom boom Boom boom boom" "¶ Boom boom all night long" "¶ Boom boom boom Boom boom boom" "¶ Boom boom all night long ¶" "'We'll start again in five minutes.'" " It's weird." " What?" "Seeing myself." "Seeing me before the stroke." "I look at the screen and think, "Who the hell is that?"" "I'm not saying life can't get better, I'm saying it won't." " See the difference?" " Yeah." "I'm not gonna miss the ball." " My, Cinderella, what big feet you have!" " The ball in Times Square." " The phone still hasn't rung." " Mark my words, it's a matter of time." "All right." "What are you focusing on when you first sit down with a suspect?" "The detective has informed you of your rights." "He wants you to be protected." "Nothing that concerns him more than giving you every possible assistance in this very confusing and stressful moment in your life." "And the detective wants you to know, and we've been doing this a lot longer than you have, so you can take our word for it." "Your rights to counsel aren't all they're cracked up to be." "Once you actually call for that lawyer, there ain't nothing we can do for you." "No." "Your good friends in the Homicide Unit will have to lock you in this room." "Next to scan your case will be a prosecutor from the Violent Crimes Unit, with the official title "Assistant State's Attorney for the City of Baltimore."" "A bloodsucker like that will have an O'Donnell Heights motor head like you halfway to the gas chamber before you get three words out." "Your best bet is to speak up." "Speak up now." "Hey, Brodie, get a life!" "So the bear says, "You didn't come here to hunt, did you?"" "Mi casa es su casa." "What will it be?" " A beer." " Import or domestic?" "Hey, Brodie, get a life!" "Didn't we just see this?" "Brodie, you screwed up." "It's a choice, a cinematic statement." " It looks like a mistake to me." " I like it." "It speaks to the repetitive and meaningless nature of police work." " Import or domestic?" " Domestic." " I could do without." " Wow, this is really dramatic stuff." "Brodie, the whole thing needs more action." "Lived here 12 years." "Can't say I spoke to the man more than two, three times." "Mm-hm." "You mean he was a loner?" "He kept to himself, sure." "But he was no loner." "When the wife went away, Jackson had his share of company." " You mean women." " The lights were on till the wee hours." "Music playing, laughter." "Not that I cared or anything." " Right, right." " Of course not." "The Kilduffs, though they felt otherwise." "Yeah, Ms Kilduff was always complaining." "She'd go on and on about keeping the neighbourhood nice, clean and quiet." "Did she complain about Bennett Jackson?" "She didn't approve of his lifestyle." "She said he lowered the tone of the neighbourhood." "Did you see many people come and go from Jackson's house?" "He had ladies there, late at night." "Always brought them over in his hearse!" "Do you know what this about, Levon?" "The bad blood between your uncle and the Kilduffs." "My uncle's a good man." "He's there for anyone." "I don't think he could kill somebody." "He said he did it." " Oh?" " Yeah." "Then he did it." "My uncle don't lie." " How long you been working for him?" " Since high school." " Good boss?" " The best." "He don't jack up the bill if you rich, or wrap you up in old newspapers if you're poor." "He's straight up on that." "What about his private life?" "Your aunt's in a nursing home." "Was he seeing any one?" "We talked to..." "Why you got to ask about the man's back room time?" "My uncle's a good man." "He got a good heart." "Uh-oh, here we go again." "Hey, Brodie, get a life!" "Brodie, ever hear of something called too much of a good thing?" "Mi casa es su casa." "What'll it be?" " A beer." " Import or domestic?" "Oh, I get it." "It's a nightmare." "We're caught in a loop, right?" "I saw this once in a "Twilight Zone." Guy in a bar orders his favourite beer over and over again, it never happens." " How about you, Meldrick?" " What do you think?" " The usual?" " You got it." "Seven and Seven, good choice." " Brodie, what do you want?" " No, thanks." " Don't talk directly into the camera." " Yeah." " Hey, hey, hey!" " You guys solve your case?" " Yep." " Nope." " Which is it?" " Tim's tormented, again, by the "why"." "Tim is always tormented." "I got a "why" question for you, Bayliss." " Why do you have to know the "why"?" " We got our "why"." "The husband is having an affair, doesn't want his wife to know." "The neighbours are snooping around, so he shoots 'em." "There's more to it, Frank." "I think that we should go talk to Mrs Jackson." "Mrs Jackson is in a Glen Birney nursing home." "You want to talk to her about her husband's extra-marital affairs." "Leave the woman alone." " Know what your problem is?" " I haven't got a problem." " You let things haunt you." " No, I don't." " Yeah, you do." " No, no." " I know what you're thinkin'." " What are we thinkin'?" " Adena Watson." " Is that what you're thinkin'?" " That's what I'm thinkin'..." " Yeah..." "Well, you know, not everything rolls back around to that one case." "You just might be too sensitive for police work." "You just let things nag at you." "You're a nag-ee." "A nag-ee." "Yeah." "A nag-ee." "It's in the dictionary." "Look it up." "The only thing here nagging' me, Kellerman, is you." "The answer to you question is, er... yeah, we closed this case." "Repeat after me." "I am done with this case." " Goodbye." " I... am... done... with... this... case!" " I am moving on with my life." " Hey!" "The man who wants to put you in prison, who is not your friend, he comes in and he says, "Black with sugar, right?"" "Yeah, the coffee is fine, man." "Um..." "What happens if I want a lawyer?" "Huh?" "We'll get you a lawyer." "That's no problem." "We got a whole pocket full of lawyers out there but..." "But... maybe you should think first." "Hm?" "Think!" "Cos, see, this is your opportunity to tell me what really happened." "All right?" "He came at you, didn't he?" "He came at you." "You were scared." "Who would blame you?" "It was self-defence." " Your mouth opens to speak." " He came at you..." "Uh-huh." "You venture cautiously." "Whoa, whoa..." "Before we do that, I gotta get you your rights form." "That's the problem with them things." "Never around when you want 'em." "It's like a cop, right?" "Here you go." "Read that." ""I'm willing to answer questions and I don't want an attorney at this time." ""My decision to answer questions without an attorney present is voluntary."" "Just sign the bottom of the form." "The detective looks up at you, eyes soaked with innocence..." "He came at you." "Yeah." "He, uh..." "He came at me." "I need to take a break." " The champagne's going through me." " I'm going in my office." " Where's Cox?" " Where's Kellerman?" " Happy New Year." " Happy New Year." " What?" " A one night stand is fine." "But, it's not how to start a relationship." "I totally agree." "I want..." "I want us to have a chance." "Yeah, so do I." "Great." "I have an idea." " We'll go out on a date." " What?" "Like a real date date, right?" "We'll go see a movie or something." "When that's over, I'll walk you home and I'll get a little peck on the lips." "No sex?" "Whatever, right?" "We'll just... we'll have a conversation." "Well, it's different..." " Yeah!" "OK." " All right, um..." "Thursday." " Thursday, good." " Great." " Fine." " Good." " Let's go back." " Let's go." "'lf you don't wanna talk to me, that's fine." "'And if you want a lawyer, that's fine, too." "'Cos A, I have no relation to the guy you killed... '" "Excuse me." "'And B, no matter what you say, I am gonna get my overtime and pension.'" "At last." "The juicy stuff." "Must be some other shift." "No sex and mystery around here." "I can't believe it." "Where did you get this, Brodie?" "Whoo-whee!" "I dunno." "Call it crazy luck?" "The right place, the right time." "OK, Kay." "Who the hell is this guy?" "You gotta tell us!" " It's none of your business!" " I tried and tried to find out!" "That's pathetic!" "A room full of so-called ace detectives and none of us can nail down the identity of Kay's lover." "Hold on a sec... gimme that!" " I recognise that guy!" " Get out of here." "You do not!" " Yeah." "I know who that is." " What are you talking about?" "There you go." "Thanks." "Now, wait a second, Gee." "I don't think I met them." " Gee!" " Whoa, Gee!" " It was a night to remember..." " I, for one, would like to know more!" " We had an excellent risotto." " Mm-hm." " With mussels." " Oh, mussels." "Talk to me, Gee." "Accompanied by a very respectable Chianti." "Mm-hm." "And, um..." " For desert..." " Don't tell me." "Gelati." "Oh, Meldrick!" " You're steppin' out on Barbara!" " No." "It's not even your paper anniversary, whatever the first one is!" "Let's face it, men are pigs." "I was not cheating on Barbara." "Let's put it to rest." "You and Detective Stivers..." "Ha ha!" "Gee." "Detective Stivers and I were having a meal." "We're trying to figure out a way to get Luther Mahoney off the street." "Doesn't look like a business meeting." "There are business meetings, and then there's... business meetings." "A word to the wise, Meldrick?" "Nix the horizontal rhumba with a fellow detective." " Don't dip your wick in a company ink." " I wasn't." "OK?" "Why you wanna film that, Brodie?" "What can I say?" "I'm a role model." "A walking advertisement for family values." "My very own shining city on the hill." "It's my colleagues who are sad, lonely sociopaths." "You think I'm a sociopath, huh?" "No." "Not like Munch." "That's great." "I didn't realise I photograph so well." "Or Bayliss." "Nice shot, Bayliss." "Hm?" "Ah!" "Give me that!" "Brodie, I will never, ever speak to you as long as I live... ever again." " Why?" " I'll treat you like Nixon treated Agnew." "Wait, wait..." "I had to show you, warts and all, because you're the hero of the piece." " I'm the hero?" " Yes." "OK." "Why you gotta go through all my uncle's things?" "Cameras." "Uh-oh, Bayliss found his baseball card collection." "What are they?" "Satisfied?" "Zoom in, Brodie, zoom in!" "Get outta here!" "Get outta..." "Later!" "Mr Jackson, how are they treating' you at..." "Hey!" "My partner and I got... a few things we'd like to straighten out." "We know about the other women, Mr Jackson." "So did the Kilduffs." "In fact, they threatened to tell your wife." "My wife has Alzheimer's." "Nothing you could tell her would matter." " Besides, I didn't do anything wrong." " By whose standards?" "You went into my home?" "Into my things?" "Of course we did, cos that's our job." "Our job is to find out about you." "See?" "Every single thing!" "You sick son of a bitch." "No way!" "He dresses up stiffs from his funeral home, and puts them around his dinner table?" "I was lonely." "I didn't harm anyone." "The Kilduffs couldn't understand that." "But you understand." "Don't you?" "Yeah." "Absolutely." "You're history!" "If I wasn't busy writing your statement, I'd tell you so." "I'd say, "Son, you are ignorance personified." ""And you put yourself in for the murder of a human being."" "I might even admit to you that after all my years working murders," "I'm still a little amazed that in anyone utters a word in this room." "Think about it, son." "When you came through those doors, what did the sign say?" "Homicide Unit, that's right." "Who lives in Homicide Unit?" "And what do Homicide detectives do for a living?" "You got it, bunk." "And tonight, you took somebody's life." "So when you opened your mouth, what in God's name were you thinking?" "Hey, not bad, Brodie." "Not bad." " But I'd cut down that last speech." " There's more." "He's back!" "Wait a minute." " Ah!" " It's Gaffney!" "He's the Lunch Bandit!" "Unbelievable!" "Congratulations!" "You solved the longest running open case in Homicide history." " You are a genius." " Thank you." "Gaffney, that stooge!" "I should've known it was him." "Yeah, Gee!" "You gonna bring charges up on him?" "I say we put him in the Box and sweat it outta him!" "Make him take a polygraph!" "I'll look into it." "Let me have a copy of this." "As a matter of fact, I'll take the original for safekeeping." " I don't have the original." " What?" "I sold it... to PBS." " Excuse me?" " Public Broadcasting System." "PBS." "Bill Moore's probably gonna narrate the whole thing." "Brodie, do you know what you have done?" "We're all gonna be on national television, behaving like..." "like..." "Like you actually are." "No, that's not the point." "We never thought about how it looks." "We're out there messing' with suspects, joking' over the bodies, but you can't show that to the public." "That stuff is personal and should stay right here in the station house." "You think you have a problem?" "What about Mr Jackson, who murdered two of his neighbours to keep a secret?" "You come with your cameras and your questions and boom..." "All of America is watching his weird life." "Yeah, Brodie!" "Why pick this case for your movie?" "Wait!" "Wait!" "Everybody just hold on a second!" "You see, the thing is..." "I made this documentary not cos I wanted to embarrass anybody but because I wanted to tell the truth." "And when you're after the truth, then, yeah privacy goes out the window." "That's the way it is for you right?" "Poking through victims' closets, dredging up the dirt of their life, breaking out on a suspect till there's nothing left but the bare facts." "What about the morgue?" "You guys are over there every day." "You're drinking your coffee standing over people that are being stripped and disassembled." "Let's be honest." "You guys are detectives." "You'd live in other people's lives, and no, it doesn't bother you." "It's not about the privacy, but about the work." "It's about pushing past all the lines of all crap and get into what's real." "And that's what I learn from you guys." "That's what the film's about." "Hey, hey." "Ten, nine..." "Eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one!" "Happy New Year!" " Homicide, Pembleton." " Homicide." " Homicide, Kellerman." " Howard..." "¶ He walked the street to the corner liquor store" "¶ Got some cigarettes and wine and he backed out the door" "¶ It didn't work out quite like he thought it would" "¶ Now he's back page news down in the neighbourhood" "¶ And it's boom boom boom Boom boom boom" "¶ Boom boom all night long" "¶ Boom boom boom Boom boom boom" "¶ Boom boom all night long" "¶ She's up late staring at the TV all alone" "¶ Got the front light on for a man who ain't coming home" "¶ Baby in the bedroom starts to cry" "¶ The sound of the street is her only lullaby" "¶ And it's boom boom boom Boom boom boom" "¶ Boom boom all night long" "¶ Boom boom boom Boom boom boom" "¶ Boom boom all night long ¶"