- Hold this. - What's this?
It's Viktor's key.
- Put gun away. - Are you nuts?
I'm supposed to tell you that this is a truce arranged by Abdul.
- You leave your guns with those guys. - No way.
Chicago cop never relinquishes his weapon.
Here.
You got the key?
I'm glad we hid that key.
Good thing we didn't bring it. We'd really be in deep shit.
Don't waste your time.
- Where is Viktor? - We got everything under control.
Well, good. I'll be the translator.
You got a job. You're the hostage.
I'm out of here. I've had enough of this macho shit.
Thank you for your help.
I'm sorry, but this is way past me.
Honey, I understand, really.
Go see Viktor.
He's down that ramp over there. You get out of hand...
your friend here gonna be gone.
Hear that?
Prick.
I don't like being used as bait. I though Viktor wanted to see me.
Viktor wants you to get in car.
If they'd let me have my gun you would be already dead.
Cigarette?
The people have many needs.
One is law and order; other, entertainment.
We both have our codes.
Yours, one of the state.
Mine...
one of thieves.
We both respect courage.
We even hold our own lives in contempt.
You have contempt for all life.
You don't, huh?
You killed my friend.
You killed my brother.
Your brother was criminal.
A dead man is a dead man.
After 70 years, the doors begin to open in Moskva.
Our first taste of freedom will be cut with cocaine.
Any country that can survive Stalin...
can certainly handle a little dope.
I think you should come off your high horse, Captain...
and start to talk business.
You have my key.
I need it quite badly.
I'm willing to pay for it generously.
More than you can make in ten years.
I do not sell drugs.
Foolish.
You are so foolish.
I thought you might be more reasonable.
Money has a way of doing that to a man.
But no.
I don't think so.
Not with you.
You are one of those kind of Soviets...
that only look forward to death.
I know you well.
Without me, you don't even exist.
I don't give a shit if they did give us the fuckin' guns back!
These are the motherfuckers that killed Gallagher.
And you call yourself a fuckin' cop!
In this country, we trust our partners.
We don't hold back from our partners...
and we never leave our partners...
holding their dicks in their hands...
while some bald motherfucker's got a gun in his ear!
Here! Take this goddamned key. Take it!
Now we go to hospital to question Tatomovich.
You are a shithead!
- We're here to see Tatomovich. - I got him right over here.
This is not part of our deal. I thought...
What is his condition?
He started coming around about an hour ago, mumbling something in Russian.
They got a nurse in there with him.
- Any visitors from downtown? - Not so far, but they're on the way.
You'd better wait for Stobbs and Donnelly.
- Ernie, let's get some coffee. - Sure, okay.
Pardon me.
Check it out. I knew I should have been a doctor.
This area's restrict...
Hey, buddy. Hey, shithead!
You talk to him. You speak his language.
Come on, scumbag. Don't play dead.
The nurse.
Move!
Shit! Look out!
Goddamn it, lady, police! Stop or I'll shoot.
- Don't! Put it down! - What are you doing here?
- Put it down! Are you crazy? - Move, goddamn it!
Don't! Stop it!
You...
Ah, what the hell? It was a guy.
Shit!
- You are stupid. - I never meant for any of this...
Viktor has ten women like you at home. They're all dead or in prison.
What am I supposed to do?
Go!
I just don't see how she could disappear into thin air.
You checked the back stairs?
No sign of her?
She just got away?
- Nice work, Gumby. - Thank you.
- I didn't mean that. - Oh.
You got a shithouse in Russia?
We got one here and you and I are standing right in it.
It's not only gonna hit the fan, it's gonna go right through the ceiling.
Watch it, lady, okay? I don't know why you insisted on this tetanus shot.
I had one 14 years ago. Easy!
I ought to shoot that bitch.
What's in that, cement?
All right, what's the score?
Shit, it's been a hell of a night.
First, some cleanhead stuck his damn gun in my ear...
- and Danko here shot a drag queen. - I've always enjoyed your reports.
I'm especially going to enjoy when you detail your cross examination...
- of Gallagher's informant. - Streak?
According to his lawyer, you tried to break his hand.
He's now filing a criminal and civil suit against the department.
Well, it's bullshit. We can beat that rap.
He got his hand stuck in a door. Danko will tell you.
After silencing the alarm button on the EKG monitor...
el transvesto killed Tatomovich by shooting an air bubble into a vein.
He obviously didn't want us to question him.
Viktor did not want me to question him.
The drag queen belongs to Viktor?
Yes. He killed his own man.
He knew I would get information from Tatomovich.
- He thinks it's better to kill him. - Did you get to his wife?
The Manzetti woman? We've been trying to track her down all night.
No, we don't have shit.
Tell me, Captain. Where did you get the gun you used?
Registered in my name. Moscow Militia Headquarters.
He did not know about gun.
Under the circumstances, I'm going to have to ask for your weapon.
And I say, no.
I see Ridzik is teaching you his sense of humor.
Your gun, Captain! Now! Don't fuck with me!
Sergeant, I need to see paperwork on this incident by 10:00 this morning.
Every move you and Danko have made.
You'll have it.
- Where did you put the witnesses? - Right down the hall.
I need other gun.
Just get away from me. I can't deal with that.
We got no leads, pal. We're battin' fuckin' zero.
Don't look at me like that. It's not happenin'.
I give you a gun, my ass is grass. You understand?
Donnelly wants me for dog meat, so forget it.
Just get in the car and relax.
We have many men like Commander Donnelly in Soviet Union.
I understand him. He's like KGB.
All right, goddamn it.
All right, I owe you one 'cause you saved my life tonight.
Here.
You are now the proud owner of the most powerful handgun in the world.
Soviet Podbyrin 9.2 millimeter...
is world's most powerful handgun.
Everyone knows the Magnum.44 is the big boy on the block.
Why do you think Dirty Harry uses it?
Who is Dirty Harry?
You got your site report, preliminary report...
accident report, a questionnaire from the coroner to fill out...
which has to be typed in triplicate.
- How are you two fellows doing? - Great. Just got my ass jammed...
- with a horse needle. - Poor baby.
Look, lady, I just got my coffee the perfect color.
It's the only thing I got going for me tonight.
You married?
I'm just curious. I mean, we are working together.
Ever?
You got a girlfriend?
Ever?
Of course.
Great. That's good to hear.
How about your dad? Was he a cop?
Army. Dead 11 years.
How about your ma?
Nurse. Died when I was young.
Grandparents?
Killed in war against Nazis.
Pretty fuckin' grim.
You got any brothers or sisters?
You?
I got one sister. Divorced.
Parents are both dead.
My dad was a cop. A real good cop.
I guess you and I won't spend a lot of time Christmas shopping this year, huh?
You don't like talking about this stuff, do ya?
I didn't think so.
Yo, sweet cheeks! While we're young, huh?
Tea, please.
Uh, in a glass with lemon.
Right?
I saw Dr. Zhivago.
I'm gonna go back to the station house. You catch some Z's and take a shower.
We'll get back to it in a couple hours.
Hey, you're all wet.
Messages.
Just tryin' to be friendly.
You got a whole mess of them here. All from the same honey too.
Been callin' every ten minutes the last hour.
Hey, buddy, I got an idea: Why don't you just use my phone?
Just make sure it's a local.
This is Danko.
Look, I can't be in the middle of this.
If Viktor finds out, you gotta promise you'll protect me.
The drugs are coming in tonight. I give you Viktor, you let me walk.
- I do not understand. - You know exactly what I mean.
You get Viktor, I go free. You understand "freedom"?
Look, I just want my life back.
The city pays me $5.84 an hour to teach kids to dance they hope won't...
turn into junkies; Viktor gives me ten grand just to marry him.
You figure it out.
He's gonna contact me.
I find out when and where this big drug deals going down. I tell you guys.
- Why would he tell you? - He trusts me. I'm his wife.
Come on, Danko. Don't just breathe at me.
I get Viktor, I promise I do what I can to help.
- What's buggin' you? - What do you think?
Check your messages. Your phone's been driving me crazy.
Ridzik, Nelligan here.
That 560 report... Please get it done tonight.
It's got to be in by morning.
Yo, Art, this is Pat, your millionaire brother-in-law.
Yo! Hey! Pay attention to me.
This alimony business with your sister is getting out of hand.
We gotta talk. I'll be at the key shop later tonight.
Hi, guys.
How you doin'?
Hey, you want your old room back?
We're ready for our next case. Please introduce our new couple.
Your honor, this is the case of Antonello versus Antonello.
Ben Antonello is a 27-year-old police officer.
Roxanne Antonello is 23 and works at...
- You shop full-time, then? - As a matter of fact, I do!
Where is he?
He's in the bathroom.
Wrong guy.
Viktor set us up!
It's him!
No. Not me. I'm not with them. I don't know anything about this shit!
- I just wanna get out of here. - How many more?
I don't know. They just killed my trick.
I don't know anything about this!
Hey, wait a minute!
I don't believe this. What is this all about?
Where are you going?
You're not gonna start shooting again, are you?
What's in there?
What are you gonna do? Let's get outta here! Oh, God!
Don't get any on your shoes.
Would you tell me who's gonna explain this to my boss?
It looks like Beirut. He's gonna be pissed.
Who's gonna back me up when I tell him it's not my fault?
The city of Chicago? You cops?
Somebody's gotta pay for this and it ain't gonna be that Commie bastard!
I don't know! I don't know about anything!
- Everybody just started shooting. - Where'd you get the gun?
In my purse.
I don't know nothing about any of this.
- You carry a gun? - Around here everybody does.
You meet a lot of weirdos.
- How many more upstairs? - Three.
There's only one thing clear to me.
That Russian bastard is still holding out on us.
Young woman found in the Chicago River tonight is Catherine "Cat" Manzetti.
The victim was a dance instructor employed at Wicker Park Center.
She was 24 years old.
The body was discovered beneath Kinsey Bridge by a local patrol unit.
The cause of death is not known, but foul play has not been ruled out.
Thus far, investigators are refusing to comment on the incident.
Miss Manzetti was identified by police records.
In 1986, she was charged...
It's Viktor's wife.
Cat Manzetti. We fished her out of the river an hour ago.
Preliminary med-path indicates a broken neck or strangulation in the works.
I want an autopsy right away.
If I talk to them, I'm gonna get a heart attack.
Bring them both in, shut them down, the end.
Interview Danko in my office later. I want some debriefing.
I was very wrong about the downside.
Donnelly says you're riding the desk starting now.
We're sending you back behind the curtain where you belong.
Eat shit.
Excuse me?
See you at the office.
Stupid, goddamn, fucking Russians!
Don't take that personal. I didn't mean you.
I mean Viktor. Except Viktor's not stupid because he's got the key.
Art, if you and your foreign friend step back here, we can talk.
These the books?
Alphabetical order. They're in English. Is that a problem?
- Take a walk, will you? - What did you do?
Lock one of your girlfriends in the patrol car?
- Tell your sister to stop calling me. - I'll give you a tip.
Pay your alimony on time and she'll leave you alone.
Said it was your idea to go back to court.
I don't have any more money. We both agreed to the payments.
Your May check arrived July 9 and bounced like a ball.
- Too much free work for the police. - Maybe we should have a pity party.
I offered her money not to marry you.
I gave her six great months.
You know what you are? You're cheap.
You hurt her. You owe her money, and you should pay up.
- You're a sleazebag! - Get out of my face!
Find anything?
Thank you.
Everything okay, yes?
Sure.
The stuff's coming in on the 9:30 from El Paso. Check it out.
I trust you.
Spread it all over Siberia?
All right.
Let's go in. Wait a minute. Now, look.
I know you really want this guy, but this is a Chicago Police matter.
Go in the front. Get to the rear. I got the back. Don't try to be a hero.
You dig?
You understand? Dig? Didn't learn that in Kiev?
- I'm not on holiday here. - Then let's go.
Excuse me.
You got change for a $100 bill?
This is the smallest I have.
Your merchandise is in the luggage trunks.
Hey!
You did not make it, Viktor.
Back off, Captain.
He killed a Chicago cop. Chicago gets him first.
I have my orders!
Are you nuts?
All right.
Get real. Look, we're doing good things here. Move!
- I'm not leaving yet, mister. - Get out!
Hey!
- Get in. - Were you gonna leave me here?
- Where did you learn to drive a bus? - Kiev.
- In the army. - Jesus!
We're going against traffic. Get on the other side!
You're not listening to me!
Christ!
Right!
Way to go! That was a fucking Chicago landmark!
Where are all the cops? They're never around when you need them.
You make a U-turn, they ticket you. Where the fuck are they?
Watch it!
Shit!
Shit! We call this "Chicken." Only we don't play it with buses!
- This is no game! - No shit!
Get ready to swerve!
You crazy fucker!
You fucker! You almost killed both of us, goddamn it!
- And Viktor! - Fuck Viktor!
Are you crazy? You almost got us both killed!
Jesus Christ, man! What the hell do you think you're doing?
You son of a bitch!
I take care of this.
I give up. This whole thing's very Russia.
Hey, Gumby.
Honk if you need me.
Did you get him?
Nice grouping of your shots.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
I still like Soviet model better.
Got a real attitude problem.
High, left center.
I do not understand this sport.
You're not supposed to. It's totally American.
You should stick to things you're good at.
Like knee dancing; training those cute little bears for the circus.
- We play baseball in Soviet Union. - Come on.
Gimme a break, will you? You haven't got a shot.
This is our national pastime.
Forget it.
It'd be a hell of a World Series.
We will win.
Danko, I want to ask you something.
Remember back at the bus station, both of us had Viktor?
You turned and pointed the gun at me.
You weren't gonna shoot me, right?
Yeah, that's what I figured.
Just checking.
It is custom in Soviet Union...
to exchange article as souvenir for friendship.
I decide to give you this.
That's really nice.
Here. I want you to have my watch.
This here is a $1000 marvel of Western technology.
I got it at a discount from my cousin.
Thanks.
This is really...
a $20 East German watch.
Thank you.
We are police officers...
not politicians.
It's okay to like each other.
Sorry. My Russian's a little rusty.
Good luck.
Farewell.