[♪]
[BLONDIE'S "HEART OF GLASS" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]
♪ Once I had a love And it was a gas ♪
♪ Soon turned out Had a heart of glass ♪
♪ Seemed like the real thing Only to find ♪
♪ Mucho mistrust Love's gone behind ♪
♪ Once I had a love And it was divine ♪
♪ Soon found out I was losing my mind ♪
♪ It seemed like the real thing But I was so blind ♪
♪ Mucho mistrust Love's gone behind ♪
♪ In between
♪ What I find is pleasing And I'm feeling fine... ♪
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
[MOANING]
MAN: Bobby!
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Bobby, are you in there with Amada?
Bobby! Oh, Jumbo.
I'll be out in a second, Jumbo!
You gotta come out here.
There's chicks dancing naked right in the bar, in the lobby.
Unbelievable.
We gotta go. What?
We gotta go.
Oh, fuck, I forgot.
Bob!
Fucking animal.
I gotta ask Mr. Buzhayev if we can take the night off.
I love you.
I'm gonna run across the street. Meet me at the car, okay?
Okay. Go.
Amada...
I'm the luckiest man on the planet.
If I died right now, I'd be happy.
[ALL CHEERING]
MAN: Hey, Mr. Green, thanks for hooking me up, man.
How are you?
MAN 2: Hey, Bobby. Hey.
You got the best club in Brooklyn, man.
Just wait till I take over Manhattan, baby.
Do me a favor. Give 'em a couple of drinks, all right?
[MEN CONVERSING IN RUSSIAN]
♪ Once I had a love And it was a gas ♪
♪ Soon turned out To be a pain in the ass... ♪
Hey, baby, give me my purse. I'm meeting the family tonight.
Uh-oh. [CHUCKLES]
Hey, I don't want Coco paying for his shit tonight.
Not after that little mix-up we had last weekend, ladies.
All Right. Bye.
Bye, Amada. Good luck, girl.
MAN: Take it off! Take it off!
[CHUCKLES]
Hey!
Hey, get the fuck down from there!
Hey, you! Get the fuck down!
[WOMAN SCREAMS]
Calm down. Let's give 'em space.
Good looking out, Jumbo.
No problem, Bob.
MAN: Oh, what the fuck!
Don't strain yourself. JUMBO: You got it.
Looks like everything's under control.
I'm gonna go take my break now.
I didn't do nothin'. Come on, look at you.
You're bleeding all over the place.
Go home. Freddie, take him home.
Go easy on 'em, Jumbo.
Hey, Cortez, I'm going across the street to see the boss.
Bring my car around. You got it.
I'll be right back.
[DOORBELL RINGS]
[GASPS] Hi, Kalina.
Look at you.
[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]
Want to go with me to the club? Do a little dance?
[LAUGHING]
BOBBY: Hi, everybody.
Hey, Bobby.
BOBBY: Hey, Mr. Buzhayev, how are you?
Look, she got the watch.
Oh, yeah, it's great. I told you.
He's the best. Yeah.
I know deals.
Digital.
Yeah, it's great.
Hey, listen, I gotta go do something tonight,
but Freddie will watch the place
and he'll make the night drop for you later.
Good. So how is my club doing?
Everything's fine. Good.
For me? Just this one.
Amada tells me I put on 5 pounds
every time I come over here.
I'm telling you, you guys are fattening me up.
[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]
Good? Mmm.
Excellent.
Always. Real good.
Excellent.
Listen, Bobby... Mm?
Next week you come by, we talk. We talk about plans for you.
We like what you do at the club very much.
Yeah? Yeah.
All right.
Good. KALINA: Something more?
More? I just said I can't eat it.
I can't even eat this.
I can't have another bite.
What are you doing to me?
Oh, no, no, Amada's waiting. I have to go.
You're too good to me.
Why do I deserve this?
[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]
No, I gotta go. Where?
Where you run off to?
[LOUIS PRIMA'S "SHOULD I" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]
It's my bike. Don't! Stop it!
BOY: It's mine too. No, you can't do that.
You can't push me away. It's mine. Okay?
I can't see--
♪ Would I? ♪ Would I?
♪ Could I? ♪ Could I?
♪ Should I? ♪ Should I?
Keep doing better, okay?
Thank you, thank you. Take care.
SPIRO: Your right. Your right.
Keep it up. Keep the guard--
Careful.
Sorry, babe. Keep--
BURT: Joseph.
All right, hey, hey, hey. Joseph.
Quit fooling around over there.
Did he bag it?
No, he never did.
His gun jammed, so he started crying.
That's terrible. A nine-point?
Joseph, come on.
Pop's calling. Look... What?
we'll go to Metropole next week, cut loose a little.
You got it. BURT: Come over here.
SPIRO [LAUGHING]: Gotcha.
JOSEPH: What's up?
BURT: Get your picture taken. It's your big night.
JOSEPH: We took them already.
The more the better. Get your face out there.
Stevie, come here, buddy.
The P.C. will see this in the magazine, all right?
All right. Use it, it's good.
Good.
Thanks, chief.
Go over there to Mommy, all right?
It's almost 11. Where's your brother?
If he comes at all, he'll come late, Pop.
You know him. Yeah.
AMADA: Baby.
There's cops all around.
They're all fucking drunk. Give me some.
I'm nervous.
Don't be nervous. They're harmless.
Jumbo came through.
It's good, right?
[MOANS]
Yeah, it's good. Okay.
You coming?
Do we have to?
I don't know if I can fucking deal with them tonight.
Come on, honey. It's your family.
You gotta support 'em.
Hey, remember what I told you, right?
Nobody at the club knows about my family. Not even Jumbo.
I know. Baby, I'm not gonna say anything. Come on.
Last thing I need is anybody thinking I'm a fucking cop.
[LAUGHS]
Never happen, baby. I could be a cop.
What do you have to do?
Oh, shit. Oh, shit.
Freeze. All right, spread 'em. Spread 'em.
[IMITATING GUNFIRE] Ah! Get him!
Get him, get him!
BOBBY: Arrest her. Where you going?
AMADA: Just kidding, officers.
[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
Oh, shit, look at this. Bobby. Bobby Grusinsky.
[LAUGHING] Is that you?
It's me, Russ De Keifer from across Union Turnpike.
How you doing? All right.
Hey, you still bartending at the Russian joint?
No, I'm managing it now.
I got to go down. Listen to you.
Did he just call you "Grusinsky"?
Talk to you later, man.
[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
Oh, my God.
[LOUIS PRIMA'S "I AIN'T GOT NOBODY" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]
That's them. In the corner there.
Hey, Pop. Mm?
They don't look that bad, though, for cops.
[BOTH LAUGH]
All right, let's go.
He's got company.
Give me a break.
Here comes trouble.
Look at you.
You came.
Congratulations, you're moving up.
Mr. Big Shot honors us with his presence.
At your service. You look great.
Hey, everybody, this is my girlfriend, Amada.
That's my father... AMADA: Nice to meet you.
Chief Burt Grusinsky. My brother, Joe.
Hi.
That's Michael and Jack.
BOBBY: You guys look good.
You put up with this guy?
Hey, I'm a Leo. I can put up with anything.
[AMADA LAUGHS]
If you got a minute, we'd like to talk to you.
Yeah, let's get a drink first. No, no, no, right now.
It's only gonna take a minute.
BURT: Upstairs in the church. "Right now."
Come on.
JOSEPH: Don't worry. We'll bring him back in one piece.
BOBBY: That's a great crowd you got down there, Joe.
You know all the right people.
MICHAEL: That's a nice suit you got, Bobby.
Was that funny?
I didn't know you had a sense of humor, Michael. I like it.
How much that earring set you back?
What?
You heard what I said.
Bobby, I asked Pop to bring you up here.
Bobby, please. I'm serious.
Why? What's the matter?
Well, I'll be heading up this new narcotics team
starting this week.
Russian unit out of PSA-One in Brighton.
What--? Heh.
You brought me up here to tell me that?
Do any of you fucking guys talk?
You ever say anything back there?
I'm old-fashioned. I listen first.
Oh, God. Excuse me.
JOSEPH: We're looking at this guy, Vadim Nezhinski.
Served time in the Soviet Union
for black-market activity, come over around 1979.
He's dealing H, cocaine, angel dust.
This guy's bringing in major weight
and we need to track it.
He's operating out of that spot you manage, the El Caribe.
Oh, I don't know nothing about that. I'm not--
No, we know. We checked the rest of the management too,
his uncle, the owner.
The old man?
Well, he is his uncle.
What, you been fuckin' watching me too?
Everybody else came up clean.
It's just Nezhinski we're looking at.
You want me to inform?
No.
Are you kidding me?
Just observe, that's all.
It's a closed community.
You're our only way in right now.
Great. Look, you guys are the fucking cops.
Why are you coming to me? Why-- Why is this my problem?
The whole city's falling apart.
Don't you have any sense of responsibility at all?
Let me think.
No. No, not really. I don't.
I got enough fucking problems, Joe.
JOSEPH: The streets are in fucking chaos, Bobby.
Our guys are dropping like flies.
Joseph, come on. I--
Joseph, you go downstairs. Let me talk to him, all right?
JOSEPH: Yeah, thanks for coming.
It's always a pleasure. Thank you.
You better be careful out there the next couple weeks.
What's that supposed to mean? Oh, you know.
Joseph.
Fine, Pop. You fucking deal with him.
Take care, Bobby.
Yeah.
Move over. Move over.
Been a long time since we've seen you.
Your brother says you don't answer the phone anymore.
Ah, I've been busy, Pop. That's all.
Yeah?
What's going on with you?
You can't talk?
I don't know.
You what?
Things are all right.
You're all right?
Yeah.
Yeah?
You know, I could've, uh, gotten you a good job with us.
A safe job.
If you would have asked. If you'd been around.
I got a job.
A good job.
That's the whole point of this conversation we had.
That's why your brother was here, because of this club.
And your brother says that
you've been using your mother's name these days.
Yeah, just for the business. You know, it's-- It's easy.
"Bobby Green"?
Well, people can pronounce it, you know?
Puerto Rican you brought.
She been hooking you up?
[CHUCKLES]
What do you mean?
Come on, I can smell it on you.
You keep laughing.
Your mother, rest in peace, I think she was too easy on you.
All right.
I got to go, Pop.
Bobby,
let me tell you something.
Sooner or later,
either you're gonna be with us
or you're gonna be with the drug dealers.
This is like a war out there.
Now, do you understand that?
Do you?
[CHUCKLES]
I'll see you.
Careful.
[TITO PUENTE'S "MAMBO DIABLO" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]
It's getting late. How are the kids doing? They tired yet?
They're always tired.
They worry about you when you're out at night.
Baby, sit up straight.
Baby, do me a favor. Don't start, all right?
[FEEDBACK RINGING]
Excuse me, everybody.
Can I have your attention, please?
Hi, my name is Deputy Commissioner Spiro Giavannis
and we're here this holiday season
to honor one of our new leaders...
Let's get out of here and go party with Jumbo.
Why?
Baby, your family don't like me, I don't care.
I'm here for you, okay?
Fuck them. Let's go. It's boring.
Fuck them, they're stiffs. Yeah. Heh. Really?
And I'm sure the chief would like to say a few words.
So I'd like to bring him up here now. Chief?
[ALL CHEERING]
Thank you. Thank you very much.
You know, I used to tell my kids,
"Work first, play later."
And my son Joseph really took that to heart.
Been a real fighter over the years.
He overcome the dyslexia and eventually wound up
graduating John Jay as salutatorian,
and hey...
I-I'm very proud here tonight.
[CROWD CHEERING]
[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
[CLEARS THROAT]
I want to thank you all for coming.
Happy Thanksgiving.
Uh, before I say anything else,
one of our brothers was killed in the line of duty last night.
[OVER SPEAKERS] Detective Edward Conlon was gunned down
serving a warrant on Northern Boulevard.
Hey. Come here.
The clock is about to strike 11.
I thought we might be able
to give a moment of silence to remember.
[CHURCH BELL TOLLING IN DISTANCE]
[THE CLASH'S "MAGNIFICENT SEVEN" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
AMADA: Come on, get over here.
Which one?
Come on, I'm meeting with Buzhayev tonight.
Which one? This one?
That one. Hey, baby.
I got good news. Yeah?
So I, um-- I talked to my mom yesterday.
And she's feeling better.
So I can move in whenever I want.
Really?
Don't joke with me.
I'm not.
I like it. I like it.
It's official. You get your side of the bed, I get mine.
Seriously, it's great news.
Hey, I got you something.
What?
You've been working so hard lately.
[BOTH LAUGH]
What is it?
Open it up.
Now? Open it, open it.
It's nice.
I like it.
Thank you.
I love you so much.
I love you too, babe.
We'll have a lot of kids...
big house.
Yeah?
Can we get big kids and a lot of houses?
Mm-hm.
JUMBO: Hey, Bobby! Get your ass out here.
Pobably Jumbo.
Come on, let's go hang out with them for a minute.
Everybody, the life of the party is here.
MAN: Hey, Falsetti, you get what we wanted?
Absolutely. I got a little of what everybody asked for here.
I got uppers, I got downers. Hash, mescaline, some blow.
The troops require sustenance.
Oh, ho-ho!
♪ So get back to work And sweat some more ♪
♪ The sun will sink And we'll get out the door ♪
♪ It's no good for man To work in cages ♪
♪ Hit the town He drinks his wages ♪
♪ You're frettin' You're sweatin' ♪
♪ But did you notice You ain't gettin'? ♪
♪ You're frettin' You're sweatin' ♪
♪ But did you know It's not getting anywhere? ♪
♪ Don't you ever stop Long enough to start? ♪
♪ To take your car Outta that gear ♪
♪ Don't you ever stop Long enough to start? ♪
♪ Get your car Outta that gear ♪
♪ Karl Marx And Friedrich Engels ♪
♪ Came to the checkout At the 7-11 ♪
♪ Marx was skint But he had sense ♪
♪ Engels lent him The necessary pence... ♪
ALL: Go! Go! Go!
You gotta get dressed. You gotta get dressed.
Come on, get dressed.
You can't be late for your boss, baby.
[DOORBELL RINGS]
[GROUP CHATTERING IN RUSSIAN]
GIRL: Bobby!
Hello, how are you?
I thought you could ride. Not riding so good.
You don't ride bareback, do you?
How are you?
[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN] Bobby.
You wouldn't believe it's 40 degrees out,
line's halfway around the block.
It's unbelievable.
[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]
I'll grab something in a second, thank you.
[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]
Take kids in the other room.
[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]
ELI: Don't worry, kids.
You will see Grandpa on Tuesday to ride the horses.
[IN RUSSIAN] Not on the furs!
[IN ENGLISH] Bobby.
Pop. Have a seat.
Why? What'd I miss?
Listen, we're thinking about expanding.
Maybe we'll open another spot next year across from Brighton.
I like it.
Yeah, good.
And we think you'll run it and we'll do it exactly like here.
Could be good.
Good?
Good, yeah. Listen...
I've been thinking.
If you want to open another spot, I mean,
why not try Manhattan?
ELI: Manhattan's very expensive.
BOBBY: It depends on where you go.
I mean, you get in there now, get something for cheap.
I'm talking a big space, a big warehouse.
You get different levels going.
We could do something different on each floor, you know?
Like one floor could be rock 'n' roll.
Then you do another floor, you got disco.
Something like that. [LAUGHING]
[IN RUSSIAN] Marat, he's got so many ideas.
And don't let your hair-brained nephew Vadim screw it up.
ELI: It's a lot of money, Papa.
Your fur business can support that right now?
[IN ENGLISH] My son-in-law,
he worries people take advantage of me.
BOBBY: I understand that.
But I think we can do something special, different.
Worst-case scenario, it's a great investment.
I mean, I think it's worth looking into.
All right.
So bring some details. We'll figure out the numbers.
Yeah? Okay?
Good.
I love you.
[DAVID BOWIE'S "LET'S DANCE" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]
JUMBO: Hey, who is this?
You are in the presence of the future king of New York.
The future king? What the fuck you talking about?
Listen, nothing's definite so don't say anything.
I was just with Mr. Buzhayev.
He's talking about opening another spot in Manhattan.
He wants me to run it.
I want you, my brother, to be a host.
[LAUGHING] Of course!
I'm a people person. That's my specialty.
I know. My fucking man.
I'm the "hoster" with the "moster."
That's beautiful news, Bob. Beautiful.
Now you'll finally be getting me all the women I deserve.
What's Amada doing at Vadim's table?
JUMBO: She's doing what she's supposed to be doing.
She's charming the customers.
What do you hear about him, Jumbo?
I don't know what I hear.
I hear stories.
You hear stories. Like what?
Stories.
Like last year...
one of his guys was gonna rat him out.
Cops found his head in the middle of Brighton Avenue.
Fucking dick was in his mouth.
Sure it wasn't your dick?
Are you sure it wasn't your mouth?
[LAUGHS]
JUMBO: But I tell you, Bob, he wouldn't be
running around here like a king
if his uncle didn't own the place.
That much I know.
AMADA: I gotta get back to work.
Yeah, nice talking to you.
Bye.
BOBBY: I'm gonna talk to Amada.
All right, I'll see you later.
I'll be downstairs.
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
I was just telling her how you stuffed a pill up her nose.
Yeah, that's going on the wall of shame.
[LAUGHING]
See you later.
Hey, babe, listen, I don't think you should
be around Vadim so much right now, okay?
Why? You jealous?
No, I'm not jealous. It's nothing for you to worry about.
Okay.
I want to tell you about my meeting with Buzhayev.
[BANGING] MAN: This is the police!
This is a raid! Let's go.
[CROWD CLAMORING]
MAN 2: Police! Fuck.
JOSEPH: Let's find this motherfucker right now. Let's go.
Let's go. Let's go. Let's go.
JOSEPH: Everybody get your hands on your fucking heads.
Let go of me, man.
Get the fuck down!
[CROWD SCREAMING]
MAN: Empty your pockets! Oh, jackpot.
Get on the bar. Hands on the bar.
Who authorized this? Wait. Tell me who authorized it.
I have the right-- What's the matter?
Don't fucking touch me. You on something? Come here.
JOSEPH: That's right. Hands on your fucking head and don't move!
MAN: Hey, easy, easy. Toss them all, Pudge!
Where is he?
Get on-- Get on the fucking ground!
Give him the charcoal. Open your fucking mouth!
Who the fuck authorized this?
JOSEPH: I'm looking for Vadim Nezhinski.
MAN: He must be on something.
Get the fucking charcoal. What, you doing a little dust? Huh?
Bring him the fuck down here now!
Get this piece of shit up. JOSEPH: Where is he?
MAN 2: Up here! We got him.
How about some charcoal to absorb the toxins? Huh?
JOSEPH: Clear some space here for me, ladies, please.
Turn him, he's gonna puke. Where's Nezhinski?
MAN: Get this piece of shit up. Here we go.
JOSEPH: Give me some space here, please.
MAN: Get the fuck out of here.
Who else? MAN 2: Don't you move.
Here we go. What are you looking at?
Turn your head the other way.
[IN RUSSIAN] Turn around.
[IN ENGLISH] What is this?
MAN: Stay down, stay down.
A tough guy, huh?
What, you want me to double your money?
Huh?
MAN: Stay down.
There it is. It's doubled.
How's that?
What are you looking at? Turn around.
JOSEPH: What else you got in here, huh, joker?
What about the girls?
Come here. You got anything in here?
You got a cross and a Jewish star on you.
What's the matter? You confused? Not me.
What do you got? This one's holding.
Couple dimes of cocaine, some PCP.
Good. You and you, you're under arrest.
Possession and sale of narcotics.
[IN RUSSIAN] Talk to them and we go after your mother.
[IN ENGLISH] What the fuck did you just say to him?
Nothing.
Your boy's gonna open up on you.
And when he does, I'm coming back.
All right. Let's go.
MAN: Come on!
MAN 2: Good night, everybody.
Pleasure doing business with you. Wrap it up.
Let's go.
MAN 3: Mr. Buzhayev.
Yes?
I'm Captain Jack Shapiro.
Nice to meet you.
This has nothing to do with you,
but do you have a nephew named Vadim Nezhinski?
Yes.
SHAPIRO: Does he have an office here?
MAN: Clean him up the best we can.
I don't want to get it all over the car.
You got him dirty, you clean him up.
Does he have an office here? No.
Okay.
We'll be in touch.
Thank you. Thank you.
MAN: Oh, shit! MAN 2: Oh, my God!
MAN 3: How'd the fuck did he get out here?
MAN: Get out! What do you got?
Bringing him in for possession and resisting arrest.
He's also got $207 on him. Two-o-seven?
Take him in the back. Come on. Let's go.
MAN 2: Who frisked this asshole?
Don't forget the pedigree. All right.
MAN: We've got to stop the bleeding.
DESK COP: What do you got?
He's bleeding all over the place.
Come on. Don't touch him! Jesus Christ, what the fuck?
MAN: The Russian guy cut himself open.
MAN 2: Where'd he get the blade?
MAN 3: He had it on him, man.
JOSEPH: Hey, hey. What the fuck is going on in here?
MAN: He cut his throat.
MAN 2: He pulled some cutting, man. Put pressure on him.
Put pressure.
Why are you standing there?
Get us a fucking bus.
All right, all right, all right.
Shit.
MAN: Good morning, chief.
You ready to go home?
Or do you have a home?
Your brother wanted me to let you out.
If it was up to me, I'd let you stay here
another couple of days or a week.
Maybe a month. Do you want me to thank him?
Disgusting.
[LAUGHS]
You're uncontrollable. You know?
Give him a bath.
I ought to rap you one.
Hey, sign out with the desk sergeant
before you leave, please.
MICHAEL: The fucking guy cut his own throat.
Nezhinski must have put the fear of God in that guy.
Look, that guy knew how they're bringing the product in. Okay?
Absolutely. That's the key.
We find the right guy, we're gonna get him--
We waited till it was your day off. We had to go.
I'm sorry. That's it.
You had to hit that spot.
Of all the places, you've got to come to my place?
That's where Nezhinski's been seen. Okay?
What, are we suppose to announce it in advance
and compromise the whole thing?
I told you I'm very sorry. Okay?
Sorry's not good enough. You don't come in there,
act like you own the place.
Got your fucking guys putting shit down my throat!
You want me to come in here, fuck everything up,
push everything around? Hey, Bobby.
You wouldn't be in shit if you didn't fuck around.
I wouldn't be in this shit if you weren't trying to be top cop
and impress everybody!
You know fucking Nezhinski's guy?
His fucking throat cut open.
Congratulations, Captain Joe. Good job!
You're above it? Fuck around with your Puerto Rican?
Grow up and act like a man--
Why don't you try thinking about my Puerto Rican
while trying to fuck your fat wife!
How's that?
[ALL SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]
Knock it off! Bobby!
BOBBY: Get off!
Come on! Get off me!
Don't touch me! You come at me like that?
I'm done with you.
I don't want to see your fucking face anymore.
Get out of here!
I'm going home.
It's a fucking holiday.
MAN [OVER RADIO]: Winter, spring, summer, fall, call 966-7210
for reservations at Pocono Gardens
and Beautiful Mount Airy Lodge.
Shit.
[♪]
[TIRES SCREECH]
[DOGS BARKING]
BURT: Jab. Combination.
Come on, dig. Dig. Come on.
Let's go. Dig. Dig. Dig. Combination.
Combination. Jab. Jab. Jab.
Combination.
Dig. Dig. Dig. With authority.
Dig. Dig. Finish it up.
With authority.
That's it. That's it. Whoo!
Good. Take a rest. Take a rest.
Hoo.
Chief.
Yeah.
Which kid is it?
It's Joseph.
He's in Jamaica Hospital.
It, uh, don't look good right now.
MAN: Want us to contact your other son, chief?
No, I'll do that. Thanks.
You okay, chief?
You guys go on. I'll be right out.
Thank you.
Chief.
Yo, chief. You all right?
I'm all right. I'm all right.
MAN: C-note.
[THE SPECIALS' "MESSAGE TO YOU RUDY" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]
MAN 2: Come on, man. Let's go.
[LAUGHS]
All right, tell you what, José.
I'll see you...
[SNIFFS]
...and I'll bump you two C's.
Oh.
[PHONE RINGING FAINTLY]
Call.
Hello. BOBBY: Ladies and gentlemen,
I'd like to introduce you to José's new friends,
Siegfried and Roy.
Two queens.
[ALL YELLING INDISTINCTLY]
AMADA: Hey, Bobby. How you like that, huh?
AMADA: Bobby! What? Hang up on 'em.
What you got?
Come on, you fold with that?
See, that's what-- It's the police.
All right, all right, deal again. Deal again.
I'm feeling hot!
José, I thought you knew how to play poker!
I told him to keep going.
He was gonna pack it in.
Go fuck yourself and just deal the fucking cards.
Hello.
MICHAEL [OVER PHONE]: Bobby? Yeah.
Bobby, it's Michael Solo.
I've got some bad news. [GRUNTS]
It's your brother.
Your brother's been shot, about an hour ago,
outside his house.
W-what? Who?
Can you hear me? Your brother's been shot.
He's at Jamaica Hospital.
They're working on him now.
What are you talking about? I was just with him.
Listen, your father's coming. I got to go.
But he's at Jamaica. I just thought you should know.
[LINE CLICKS]
[QUIETLY] What happened?
My brother was shot.
Oh, my God.
They're operating on him--
They're operating on him right now. I've got to--
Bobby. Um...
where are my keys?
They should be on your desk.
I'm gonna go get my coat. I'm gonna go with you.
No. No.
Stay here-- Stay here tonight. I'll call you later.
Bobby, I want to go with you.
No. I'll call later.
Bobkes?
Where you going?
MAN: Deal the cards, man.
[♪]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Pop, Joe going to be all right?
Is he all right?
You got into a fight with him, I heard.
No.
Well, you got what you wanted...
and you stayed out of it.
Why would you say that?
The union sent a shrink over for you.
BURT: I don't need that crap.
Your Honor.
Chief.
Chief, I'm sorry.
BOBBY: What happened, Michael? Tell me.
What the fuck is going on?
I'm glad you're here. I want to tell you how sorry I am.
We'll get 'em, Your Honor. I'll come back in and run it myself.
The bullet went into his cheek
and came out his jaw.
It missed his brain, thank God.
Jesus. He's very lucky, considering.
Do you know who did it?
No.
Definitely a professional.
They bombed his car.
It's a calling card.
We think it's the Russians.
You know, it's a real shame we didn't get
to Nezhinski before this.
Are you fucking blaming me?
No.
But I'm not the only one around here with an opinion.
MICHAEL: Best-case scenario, doctor says your brother's
gonna have to be here for at least a couple months.
Anyway, let's just, uh--
Let's just hope he pulls through.
I'm going to see him.
Easy. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Nobody's allowed in except immediate family.
I'm his fucking brother!
Take it easy!
Officers, hold on!
Let him in. It's all right.
His nametag says "Green."
It's his brother.
Okay, boss.
[♪]
I'm sorry, Joe.
[SOBBING]
JUMBO: This guy, okay-- He got two queens
and he bumps the guy $200?
And then he wins and where the fuck do you run off to,
like a Jew, huh?
The place went fucking bananas.
I got to go in there and straighten things out.
I had to bust some heads like Bruce Lee.
I'm in there busting fucking heads. They start--
All right, Jumbo? Jumbo, do me a favor.
Would you grab the check?
Let's get out of here. I'm tired.
All right, fine. I'll go pay the check.
But, Bob, just don't forget
that nobody could ever do for you what I did.
Busting heads.
Hey, don't say nothing to Jumbo about what happened, all right?
Of course. I just thought
he could cheer you up a little, that's all.
BOBBY: Thanks.
Look who's here.
AMADA: Hi, Vadim.
Hey.
We were just about to leave.
How you doing? I'm all right.
Made it through the bust okay?
I'm here.
Good. Good. Glad to hear it.
Your uncle's got some trouble now, though.
You fucked up the club.
He does what he's got to do, I do what I got to do.
He don't own me.
He's got grandkids to worry about, chasing them around.
Hey, baby...
go keep Jumbo company for a sec, all right?
Nice girl you got there.
PAVEL [IN RUSSIAN]: One is prettier than the other. He knows everybody.
[IN ENGLISH] He's pretty popular.
I mean, you must know a whole network of people out there.
Clubs, everything, huh?
Listen, um...
I got some shit coming in.
And some of us think maybe you could help us get it out there.
My product needs a reputation.
A little dangerous right now, don't you think?
We got a lot of muscle behind this.
Muscle?
Yeah, that's right.
You know a cop got hit today?
Do you think that was a coincidence?
[♪]
Well, they're not gonna s-sit still for that, you know?
PAVEL: Police are a fucking joke, dude.
Mickey Mouse ain't gonna do nothing.
Cop got lucky. He zigged when he should have zagged.
[SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN]
You sit with them.
Bobby.
The cops, they ain't no problem.
So don't worry about it. We'll get 'em all.
You cut the head off, the body will fall.
Am I right?
We do it until they get the message.
We just heard that cop's father
is going to be in charge now.
We'll get him too.
We got all their names on a list.
The chief of police will be next.
If you change your mind, call Pavel.
I got a great product.
Why don't you come down and check it out for yourself?
All right.
MICHAEL: Well, you're wrong, chief.
We got to make a move. We got to make a move now.
BURT: No! We don't go nuts.
MICHAEL: You heard what Bobby just said.
Nezhinski's got a contract out on us, Burt.
BURT: I know that. What do you want to do?
You want to take over my department?
You want to run it, Michael? What do you want to do?
I want an answer. Answer for what?
I have no answers now.
We're looking for him, all right?
Use your head.
If we go arrest 'em,
they'd be back on the street in a day.
We got to try and catch 'em with their hands full,
find out where they got the real weight,
then we make the move.
We don't have time. Doesn't matter.
It's the right play.
I say we go hit 'em all. What?
Wipe 'em out. No survivors.
Don't be a first-class schmuck.
SHAPIRO: We don't have time to infiltrate.
Listen to what-- That is exactly my point.
Then we make the time.
MICHAEL: At whose expense? Hold on!
I want you all to understand something, all right?
We don't ever play in the dirt here.
Not ever, no matter what.
When you piss in your pants,
you can only stay warm for so long.
Bobby.
Is there anything else you know
or anything you can tell us?
BOBBY: Nezhinski come in
and he was saying how they're trying
to create a brand name,
that they want to corner the market.
SHAPIRO: Why did he tell you this?
I don't know.
He thought I could help him build a reputation.
Nice friends you got there.
Know what, Pop? He's not my friend.
All right? He came at me.
All right.
I'm not interested in that. I don't deal.
SHAPIRO: But didn't you lead him on?
No, I didn't fucking lead him on.
The guy's crazy. I mean, he--
He told me I could come look at his operation.
I didn't even ask.
MICHAEL: He talked about his operation?
Maybe that's it. M-maybe that's key.
BURT: What's your point?
We put a Kel on him. Then send one of our uncles in.
Wait. Wait a minute. Who's going to be the tail?
No, forget about it. No way.
No, no, no. Forget it. Forget it!
Well, you go to his spot, right?
And you let him talk. You let him hang himself.
And then we-- We trail you, you know, to the location.
A week later, we pop him.
And your name's cleared. No-- A-and nobody knows it's you.
BURT: Mike, it's too dangerous for him. He's my son.
He's connected to all of us.
No one knows I'm connected to you.
What?
I don't talk about you.
What about your girlfriend? She knows about you, right?
Huh?
Yeah.
All right, leave me alone a minute. Okay?
I've got to fill out these line-of-duty reports
for your brother, for Joseph.
[CLEARS THROAT]
[DOOR CLOSES]
I didn't know this was gonna happen, Pop.
Yeah, well, what can you do, right?
I don't want you to get hurt.
Don't worry about me. Just worry about yourself.
If I hear anything about your brother, I'll call you.
Goodbye.
[DOOR CLOSES]
[♪]
AMADA: Hey, baby.
Hey, babe.
How's your father?
Is he holding up okay?
Yeah.
Good.
I heard on the television your brother's doing better.
Me and my mom,
we said a prayer for him.
Thanks, baby.
Did they find out who did it?
Baby?
It was Vadim.
Vadim shot Joseph.
Oh, my God.
They tried to tell me,
but I didn't listen.
Oh, my God.
Bobby, what are we gonna do?
[INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER RADIO]
BOBBY: Michael.
Hey.
You been up to see Joe?
Yeah. He's doing much better.
They reset his jaw this morning.
He was awake when I left him.
Your old man's up there with him now.
How you doing?
You can't protect my father.
We'll do the best we can.
Those guys aren't afraid of the police.
If anything should happen to him--
Listen, that thing you were talking about,
if I wanted to help you, what would I have to do?
I'll call you.
[LIGHTER FLICKS]
MICHAEL: There's a wire in here.
We hear everything that goes down.
We'd also have a tail on you,
so we'd be with you at all times.
Small. Light as a feather.
You're fucking kidding me. That's it?
That's it. That's the risk.
You just gotta find that stash house.
This can't get out.
It won't.
Well, what if something goes wrong?
Give me a word. First word comes to your mind.
F-feather.
Okay.
Anytime we hear the word "feather,"
we come in early.
Otherwise, stay there, do what you gotta do
and get the fuck out.
This will all be kept confidential.
Yeah, it better.
You get burnt, we have to put you into protection.
That's better than ending up dead.
Fuck. Listen...
nobody will ever know you're involved.
Not your father, not your girlfriend, nobody.
And maybe someday your brother will thank you for all this.
So, Bobby...
...you call Vadim's people and set it up.
You won't see us, but we'll be following your every move.
Don't be a hero. Don't make conversation.
You sense they're onto you,
just remember the word is "feather."
Your life is in that lighter.
Good luck.
[BLONDIE'S "RAPTURE" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]
Bobkes. Jesus.
Where you been? I left you a message.
Yeah, I got your message, thanks.
You all right?
Yeah.
What's the matter? You sick?
Yeah, I've been out of it. I gotta--
Come on, Amada's here.
Can I get two Jack Daniels here, please.
No, no, no. I gotta take care of something.
See you later, all right? I'll call you tomorrow.
All right. Call me tomorrow.
♪ Wall to wall People hypnotized ♪
♪ And they're Stepping lightly ♪
♪ Hang each night In rapture... ♪
Please.
See my friends out there?
Vadim is really glad that you made up your mind.
He's very happy.
You ready?
Yeah.
You'll meet me at the boardwalk in one hour.
For your protection, and for ours,
you'll be searched and blindfolded as we arrive.
You'll be able to sample the product.
See if you like it. I'm sure you will.
You will discuss the rest of the details with Vadim.
Don't raise your voice, he doesn't like it.
And for me...
I'm taking you to the place
where I never took anybody before,
especially no Americans.
And I don't trust you the way Vadim does.
So don't.
All right?
And if you want to see your girlfriend ever again,
you will come alone.
Boardwalk. One hour.
[CAR APPROACHING]
[♪]
You don't mind that I-- I sit behind, do you?
Do what you have to.
Let me see your hands.
[SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN]
[PAVEL SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]
[SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN]
[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]
[TIRES SQUEALING]
[MAN SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]
[BOBBY BREATHING]
[BRAKES WHINE]
[KNOCKS ON DOOR]
PAVEL [IN RUSSIAN]: Take this. Put it on.
[IN ENGLISH] What do you think?
BOBBY: It's good.
What do you say you got there? How many keys?
What, like three to four months?
It's not gonna dry up on us, is it?
VADIM: We got a whole lot of stuff coming in...
in a way nobody could ever trace.
All the shit I got in here, at least 86 percent pure.
Sasha.
VADIM: The whole city's gonna be sucking our glass soon.
We'll push the guineas out. The Domos will work for us.
BOBBY: It's good.
So where's this coming from?
You're breathing heavy.
Yeah, 'cause I just took a hit.
You know, I seen fighters breathe like that.
It means they get nervous.
Are you nervous?
No.
[SCOFFS]
I just told you, it's 'cause I took some shit.
What do I have to be nervous about?
They already searched me.
Vadim, I'm not here to fuck you.
What are you doing?
[SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN]
How come you got both matches and a lighter?
Oh, I'm feeling light as a feather from that shit.
Hm?
[SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN]
What'd you say?
I'm feeling light as a feather...
from that stuff.
He's wired.
No, ho-- Wait.
[IN RUSSIAN] You were right. Kill the motherfucker.
[IN ENGLISH] Wait. Wait! Wait!
[GRUNTS]
[GUNSHOT]
[WOMAN SCREAMS]
[GRUNTS]
[BOTH GROANING]
[MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]
Go! Get over there!
Take the roof. Bobby!
[GRUNTS]
[GUNSHOTS]
MAN: Get the weapon!
MAN 2: Go, go, go!
[GRUNTS]
[HIGH-PITCH WHINING]
[GUNSHOT]
MAN: Police! Don't move!
I'm with you! I'm with you!
[GUNSHOTS]
MAN: Don't move!
[GASPS]
[SIRENS WAILING]
MAN: Police! Don't move!
Put your hands up! Put your hands up!
Back up to my voice!
[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]
MAN: Who is he? Is he one of us?
MAN 2: He's still breathing.
Get him a stretcher, quick!
WOMAN [OVER RADIO]: Copy that, Rescue 238. Patient is a Caucasian male.
Mid-30s, with a leg fracture, broken ribs, abrasions
and a possible neck injury.
[♪]
Where's Bobby? Where's my son?
He's in the bus, chief. They said he's gonna be okay.
You guys go on an operation like this without telling me?
You think I was born yesterday?
He came to me.
Yeah, but he could've been killed!
Are you out of your mind? I-- I'm sorry.
Yeah, well, my son's gotta go into protection now.
Thank you very much.
It was his idea, Burt. Where is he?
I wanna see him. Is he all right?
[IN RUSSIAN] He's a dead man.
[SIREN WAILING]
[IN ENGLISH] You hear me, son?
Crazy kid.
Stupid kid.
Pop...
my girlfriend.
Call my girlfriend.
Don't worry. I'll call her, all right?
I'll let your brother know too.
We gotta get you--
Get you well again.
Things are gonna be different for you now, Bobby.
We're gonna have to protect you now.
ANNOUNCER [ON RADIO]: 1010 WINS. Give us 22 minutes, we'll give you the world.
MAN: This is Stan Brooks in Queens.
Police captain Joseph Grusinsky
is leaving Jamaica Hospital this afternoon.
His doctors cleared him for release,
following a four-month stay.
The 11-year veteran was shot in the face
by a masked gunman outside his home
the night before Thanksgiving.
[THE JARMELS' "A LITTLE BIT OF SOAP" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]
Hey, big guys, let's see what you got.
Hey! Oh! Get out. Get lost.
WOMAN: Everybody, I see the car.
Here they are.
[CROWD CHEERING]
MICHAEL: Welcome home, Joe.
WOMAN: Welcome home. We love you.
MAN: Hey, kiddo. You look great.
Welcome home.
Hey, Bob.
I saw your guards out there. Daddy!
I didn't think they'd let you come.
No, I wanted to.
Hey, what's up, Steve? What's up, buddy?
Hey, how's your leg? You all right?
Yeah. I'm glad you're home.
Hey, we'll talk later, all right?
SANDRA: Everyone, let's move inside. There's plenty to eat.
BURT: Honey. Young lady, hello.
KID: Stop it!
MAN: Joe, you look just great.
Does it hurt at all?
Yeah, a little, when I look at you.
Thank you. Oh, finally. Finally he gets you back.
Do you think maybe I could go see my mom?
No, honey, they made an exception for this.
I'm sorry, I don't think you can.
JOSEPH: Hey, Pop. Yeah.
Wanna go outside and talk a little business on the porch?
I mean, I think it's time you brought me back up to speed.
Whatever you say. Let's go.
Bobby, come on,
I want you to hear this. It's for the trial.
All right.
No, baby, I wanna go.
No, stay here. I'll be 10 minutes, tops.
Let me just go back.
No. Just wait here.
We'll go back to the motel together.
MICHAEL: Hey, Sandra, these brownies are really good.
Careful.
MICHAEL: Nezhinski's cache was even bigger than we thought.
Forty kilos of yayo. Angel dust too.
We gotta try and see if we could make a deal with him.
Find out how they're bringing it in.
He might not be too reliable, Pop.
BURT: Hey, listen, you marry an ape,
you don't complain about the stench of bananas.
JOSEPH: Where is he now?
SHAPIRO: He's at Rikers, tucked in nice and comfy.
We take him to the ADA's next week.
Good, I wanna go with you on that.
I wanna see his fucking face.
We gotta lean on him hard. Gotta get him to open up.
We got nowhere else to look.
Well, what about his uncle? Buzhayev?
No, he's clean.
We tapped his phone, tailed him. We got nothing.
Went to his fur store on Monday.
Tuesday he took his grandkids horseback riding.
There's nothing there.
SHAPIRO: I'll tell you, the streets are dead.
The junkies are out there waiting for something big,
no question.
Well, we got their number one.
Gotta put the full-court press on him, get him to fold.
It won't work.
What?
He won't trust you.
I mean, these guys think of you like you're a joke.
They call you Mickey Mouse. He's not gonna turn for you.
Listen to the expert here.
Bobby, you don't gotta get involved in this.
I asked him to come in.
He's gotta know all this to testify.
This is official police business, Pop.
You gonna make him an honorary member of the department now?
BURT: What's the matter with you?
No, Pop, he's right.
Didn't you hear what I said? I asked him to come in here.
I brought him in.
Your brother's got a price on his head
and you talk to him like that?
Let's go.
You have to wait for another car.
Miss Juarez just left. She went to her mother's.
Bobby. What?
What was said in there, he didn't mean it.
You know, ever since this thing happened,
he flies off the handle sometimes.
But, you know--
Doctor says it may be part of a stress disorder.
Needs a little more time to adjust.
I understand that, Pop, all right?
I got my own shit to deal with, all right?
I got my girlfriend that's pissed off.
I just want this to be over with.
Listen to me.
A lot of people been talking about how good you did.
Now, I think, considering the alternatives...
maybe you ought to think about going on the job.
You got special knowledge. The department likes that.
I'm gonna go, Pop.
Why do you have to go? Where you going?
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
Think fast. Hey.
Hello.
When is she gonna marry me?
That is my mother. That's gross.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
[MAN SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
Is it all clear? Good.
MAN: Yes, it's clear.
What are you doing?
Nothing.
I'm sorry, but s-she can't be here right now, okay?
Baby, I was just finishing eating.
Just get your stuff, let's go home.
I'll be outside. I wanna talk to you.
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
She can't do this, Jumbo.
There are people out there trying to kill me.
You understand? It's dangerous.
I-- I know.
She called me. I got no idea where you guys are.
'Cause no one can know.
You all right?
I miss you.
Jeez, Bob.
I'm stressed out.
Don't know what the fuck I'm doing.
Me too.
Hey, Bob, everyone's asking about you at El Caribe.
Freddie and all the girls...
and Mr. Buzhayev.
I mean, you were like a son to him.
We were surprised to hear about your family.
Your father's like J. Edgar Hoover.
I'm sorry I never said nothing.
Don't worry, Bob.
It's all right.
So I gotta get her out of here, and we'll call you.
Let's go. Okay.
MAN: We gotta move. Let's go.
AMADA: She misses me, Bobby.
You got to see your family.
I know, baby, but that's-- That's different.
How?
Mike and Vitt, they have a route planned.
You can't just go and jeopardize all this.
Nobody can even know what motel we're staying at.
You gotta understand that.
Listen, baby, Vadim's trial's in two months.
Two months.
I'm sorry.
It just feels like sometimes the walls are closing in on me.
BOBBY: It's gonna be okay.
[♪]
JOSEPH: I'll go in the lead car.
You stay with him till we get to the ADA.
SHAPIRO: Yeah. We got two cars. One behind, one in front.
If we make a deal with him,
then my brother don't have to testify.
At least that's something.
I'm here for an inmate pickup. Vadim Nezhinski.
Is he ready?
MAN: Uh, yeah.
They took him 20 minutes ago.
What are you talking about?
He complained of chest pains.
They had to take him down to Elmhurst Hospital.
Elmhurst Hospital?
Yeah, we had to do it. It's the law.
Give me the phone.
Are you deaf? Give me the fucking phone!
Hey, hey, what's wrong with you?
BOBBY [WHISPERS]: Thanks for being here.
I know it's been really hard.
[MEN CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
BOBBY: Yeah?
Bobby, your brother just called. We have an emergency.
Nezhinski's out.
So get your stuff together, we're moving you.
What? He escaped.
They took him to the hospital with chest pains. He--
He had cooperation from the outside.
Our guys got ambushed.
Start packing up, sweetheart. Let's go.
Somebody might know this location.
We better get you moved.
I'll meet you outside, all right? Let's go.
[♪]
The backup should be here any minute.
Probably got held up in the rain.
You all right?
Pop, I'm fucked.
No, you're not. You'll be okay.
You're never gonna get Nezhinski.
Me and Amada can't take this anymore.
Bobby.
I don't know what to do.
I'm gonna protect you, all right?
I'll make you a promise right now.
I'm gonna protect you.
Don't worry.
It's gonna be okay, son. We'll see it through.
Chief? Yeah.
We have three vehicles on the way.
Okay.
We'll move 'em to Corona.
I'll lead the line.
[ELEVATOR DINGS]
Let's go, son.
AMADA: Bobby.
BURT: You guys stay close behind my car.
[THUNDER CRACKS]
[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]
BURT [OVER RADIO]: There's flooding up ahead. Watch my brake lights.
It's really coming down.
Hey, Vitt, where's the car
that's supposed to be following us?
He should be right behind us, Bobby.
Shit, I left the watch you gave me at the hotel.
Is that it on the right?
[AMADA SCREAMS] Vitt!
AMADA: Oh, my god!
BOBBY: Amada, get down! Get down!
Oh, my god! Oh, my god!
BOBBY: That motherfucker!
AMADA: Oh, my god! Oh, my god!
What the fuck?! How'd they find us?
Amada, stay down!
BURT: Get off, they're shooting here!
Get off the road!
Fuck.
[AMADA CRYING]
Fuck!
Get off! Now!
I'll take care of them!
Aah!
[PANTING]
BOBBY: Shit.
[HORNS HONKING]
Aah!
[AMADA SOBBING]
Get off the road, Bobby!
Get off the road! Get off!
Aah! [AMADA YELPS]
You hit? Amada, are you hit?
You hit? No! No!
You hit?!
[AMADA SCREAMS]
BOBBY: Jesus.
[AMADA YELPING]
[AMADA WAILING]
Shit.
BOBBY: Pop, pull over!
Pull over! Pull over!
[HORN HONKING]
[♪]
MAN: You're in a suite at the Sheraton
near Kennedy Airport.
Your brother is here for you.
I wanted to let you sleep a little bit.
Where's Pop?
I had to go and identify the body.
[CRYING]
I saw him die.
It's all right.
It's gonna be okay, all right?
I don't wanna be alone. JOSEPH: I know.
JOSEPH: I'm here.
Now, don't worry, all right?
I'm gonna be ready to come back and head things up,
and we're gonna get him.
Just wait till after the funeral.
They're gonna get Nezhinski.
BOBBY: How did they know where we were?
How'd they find us?
[♪]
Your father was a great man.
Thank you.
He gave me his combat ribbon
after we got back from Korea.
I was gonna put it in with him,
but I think he would have wanted you to have it now.
Thanks.
It's now in your hands,
but we're gonna help you get Nezhinski.
MICHAEL: And we got a lead, Joe.
Word got back from one of our uncles
that a big Russian shipment's coming in sometime next week.
We'll find it.
Your father will not have died in vain.
[AIRPLANE ROARING]
You're not sleeping again?
Did you take the pills the doctor gave you?
No.
What is this?
Is this a police exam?
Bobby, is this a police exam?
Yes.
Were you gonna talk to me about it?
Yeah.
When?
I don't know.
Bobby, do you know how this makes me feel?
You just went off, you made this decision.
You didn't even talk to me about it.
After this nightmare we've been through?
I don't know if I could live through that again.
You're gonna join the police, Bobby?
Baby, you could be killed.
Look at your brother.
Your father, he died for nothing.
No! No!
Don't talk about them!
AMADA: Look at your brother! You don't talk about them!
AMADA: Wanna get shot like him? You don't talk about them!
BOBBY: Do not talk about them!
You don't understand!
Oh!
You can't do this!
I won't let you!
No, you can't! I have to do this!
No, you don't! I have to do it! I have to!
No, you're gonna get yourself killed!
I fucking hate you!
[AMADA CRYING]
SPIRO: The commissioner's aware you have special knowledge
for this case, Bobby.
He made it top priority.
COMMISSIONER: Come.
We're all very sorry about your father, Robert.
Thank you.
Pursuant to your request,
we've decided to grant you a special dispensation
and appoint you as a conditional member of this department,
effective immediately.
I appreciate that. Good.
You will be required to go to the academy
once this case is completed.
You know that?
Yes, I do.
All right, then.
Would you raise your right hand, please?
"I, Robert Green, hereby pledge and declare
that I will support and defend the Constitution--"
I, Robert Green, hereby pledge and declare
that I will support and defend the Constitution--
COMMISSIONER: "--both of the United States government
and the state of New York, to the best of my ability."
BOBBY: --both of the United States government
and the state of New York, to the best of my ability.
COMMISSIONER: "I will faithfully discharge my duties
in the rank of probationary officer--"
BOBBY: I will faithfully discharge my duties
in the rank of probationary officer--
COMMISSIONER: "--in the New York City Police Department."
--in the New York City Police Department.
"So help me God."
So help me God.
Congratulations, Robert, and welcome.
Thank you.
SPIRO: Congratulations. BOBBY: Thank you.
SHAPIRO: They're all expecting you down at the precinct.
Work all your contacts.
We gotta find out where that deal is going down.
BOBBY: Jumbo, I'm not gonna party, but I need to talk to you.
All right, so, look, I'll come down later, all right?
And I'll see you then. All right.
No, don't tell Freddie.
Jumbo, listen to me.
Just meet me at El Caribe at 11:30, all right?
All right.
Hey.
You get your ID card this morning?
Yeah, but they wouldn't give me a piece.
I should have one.
I'll get you one.
Pop always said you were a good shot.
What's the matter, Joe?
Nothing.
It's-- It's kind of weird seeing you here.
Yeah, I know.
Bobby.
I never meant to get you involved in all this.
I'm sorry.
You don't gotta apologize to me.
I never listened to you or Pop.
You wanna hear something funny?
I was kind of jealous of you for that.
[CHUCKLES]
I was. I don't think I had a lot of faith in myself.
You know, I just did what Pop wanted me to do.
I mean, you-- I mean..
You know, you were free.
Anyway, look,
I didn't mean to get into all this. It just--
You know, maybe it's just 'cause I ain't been sleeping lately.
I'm kind of having some nightmares
about what happened to me.
Well...
[♪]
...all that matters is that we finish this.
And we catch Nezhinski when that deal goes down.
MAN: Bobby, an Amada Juarez is calling for you on Line 3.
Uh, tell her I'll call her back later.
MAN: All right.
You gonna be okay?
I gotta go downstairs and get fitted for a vest, all right?
Yeah.
BOBBY: Amada?
Hey.
Miss Juarez left about an hour ago.
She said to give you this.
Hey, get me some food, would you?
Yeah, sure.
And we're checking you out at noon tomorrow.
Get your stuff together.
I'll bring the menus.
[SOBS]
[COATI MUNDI PLAYING "QUE PASA - ME NO POP I"]
♪ I give you Everything you need ♪
♪ Money, home Insurance policies ♪
♪ And I don't even Have for you ♪
♪ The money that guarantee
♪ You're with me In my head ♪
♪ And when you say I'm no good in bed ♪
♪ You ain't got no heart... ♪
Lou. My brother. The grand return.
I can't believe you called.
Look at you. You look great. You look different.
Who is this? That's my bodyguard.
Look at this place.
Did you put more tables up here?
No. I don't know. Come here.
Come on, have a drink for a second.
Hazel, why don't you get us some drinks, huh?
Don't you think you've had enough?
What, you wanna be a pain in my ass?
You my mother? Come on, get us some drinks.
Ah, fuck you in the ass. I'm ready.
Listen, I wanna talk to you about something.
Sure.
You know of anything going down the next few days?
Something major?
No.
I mean, they never tell me their heavy stuff anyway.
Yeah, but you hear about things.
Aren't people talking, anything?
If I hear anything, I'll let you know.
What about Freddie? Is Freddie around?
Freddie's downstairs.
Come on, Jumbo, pay attention. Where's Amada?
Bob.
She left.
She left?
What do you mean, she left?
Jumbo, leave it alone.
Don't worry. Don't worry.
Amada, she probably just needs some space.
She'll be back.
Come on, between you and me,
that place they had you in was driving her crazy, I know that.
The Cue Motor Inn?
We used to call it the "Screw Motor Inn,"
with all the hookers.
[CHUCKLES]
How'd you know where we were staying?
Huh?
How did you know where we were staying?
It was in the papers.
You know, those reporters, they got their noses everywhere.
Always looking through everybody's garbage.
Anyway, homeslice,
what do you think of the floorshow?
You wanna go downstairs for a bit?
Go outside? It's loud in here.
What? Talk, catch up?
[CHUCKLING] Wha--?
You wanna go outside? We have-- We got drinks coming.
Forget the drinks.
I haven't seen you in forever. Let's go.
It's cold out.
Get your coat.
Come on. Give us a few minutes, okay?
It'll be all right. Okay, but make it quick.
CHORUS: ♪ Me no pop I
♪ You no pop O
♪ Me no pop I
♪ You no pop O
♪ Me no pop I...
It wasn't in the papers, Lou.
Where's Nezhinski?
I don't know.
Don't play games with me.
I don't know.
I said, don't play games with me.
[SOBBING]
Amada told you where we were staying, didn't she?
She trusted you like a brother.
Bob. Come on.
I swear, I don't-- I-- I don't know nothing.
Aah! Get off me!
[GRUNTS]
My father's dead 'cause of you.
You know I'm with the police now?
And I can do anything to you.
Bob, I told 'em where you were,
but it ain't what you think.
Amada said you moved every couple days.
I thought you'd be gone by then.
It's the truth. I sw--
I swear to God.
I tried to give them the wrong information.
I tried.
Come on. Tell me who.
Who?! Who? Who?
[WHIMPERING]
Marat.
Marat Buzhayev.
I'm sorry, Bob. I-I--
I know he was like a father to you,
but he owns me.
BOBBY: Don't say that!
[JUMBO YELLING] BOBBY: Don't say that!
Don't say that!
JUMBO [SOBBING]: My eyes.
You fuck!
You fuck.
Fuck! Fuck!
You fuck!
[SOBBING]
Get up. Get up!
Get up! Get up!
MAN: This Jumbo Falsetti guy confirmed
that a major shipment is coming tomorrow
for Buzhayev.
He says, uh, Buzhayev uses his grandkids as couriers.
They go everywhere for him.
That's why we're never able to catch him.
We should've been, uh, putting a tail
on a couple of 10-year-olds.
It's unbelievable.
Did Jumbo know the location?
No.
No, we tried, believe me.
We interrogated him all night,
he was crying like a 4-year-old.
But he, uh-- He did say he thought Nezhinski
would be there, though.
Tomorrow's Tuesday, right?
Buzhayev takes his grandkids
to Floyd Bennett Field every Tuesday.
Takes 'em horseback riding.
SHAPIRO: Joe, we should put our money on that.
No, that's--
That's not really much to go on.
You got a better idea?
Anyone?
We can sit on our fucking asses
or we can crush these-- JOSEPH: Bobby.
It's a process, you know?
Look, that's what we got.
I-- I guess that's what we should go with.
You heard him. Let's go.
SANDRA: Coats are on the porch.
Contact ESU. Make sure we don't come up short, all right?
MAN: We got it covered.
MICHAEL: Sorry about the mess, Sandra.
Joe, you know, they're laughing at us out there on the street.
Now, when we get there, what we do will be up to you.
But I hope you drop the hammer on 'em.
After your father and everything else?
I mean, these people are like fucking lice.
Just think about what I'm saying to you.
Joe.
Joe, you okay?
I hear you, GQ.
Take that, all right?
It's one of Pop's.
I don't need any more guns in my life, that's for sure.
But you should have one to be safe.
It's better to be judged by 12 than carried by six.
[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]
MICHAEL [OVER RADIO]: Joe, we're all ready. What's the move?
JOSEPH: Wait till they complete the sale.
Then we move. ESU will grab the kids.
They're so fucking close, the two of 'em.
[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]
[RUSSIAN CONTINUES OVER RADIO]
[IN RUSSIAN] This is what we've wanted for so long.
My nephew has stayed just to see this through.
When this is done,
we'll control almost the whole market.
Each load is completely untraceable.
It's my own method.
Impressive.
You put the drugs right on the coat.
VADIM: We are importing 200 imitation sables per week.
Try it.
Very good. Give them the money.
JOSEPH [IN ENGLISH]: All right, deal's about to close.
Let's go. This is the police!
[OVER BULLHORN] Drop your weapons. Come out!
Police! Put your weapons down!
MAN: They're firing. Everybody get down!
[IN RUSSIAN] Eli! The kids!
MAN [IN ENGLISH]: Get down! Joseph! Get down!
Joe! Joe, are you hit?
MAN: What happened?
MAN 2: He's okay. He's okay.
He's all right. He ain't hit.
BOBBY: Should we move?
MAN 2: I don't know what's wrong.
Bobby. Bobby, take his shotgun.
Okay.
I'll stay here with him.
MAN 3: Come on! Go, go, go!
[MEN YELLING INDISTINCTLY]
MAN: We got runners around the back!
MAN: It's okay.
Come with me.
MAN 2: Keep going! Go! Go!
Watch your back! Go! Go!
Kelly, we're gonna move to the left! Let's go.
MAN 3: Okay.
Halt! Police!
[GRUNTS]
[DOGS BARKING]
MAN: Freeze. Hold it right there.
[BOTH YELL]
All right.
Fuck.
We'll kill each other in here.
Nezhinski's in here with us.
Let's smoke him out.
Radio our guys.
Tell 'em to clear out.
Absolutely.
MAN [OVER RADIO]: We got the old man. We got Buzhayev.
All right, guys. Clear out.
Go on.
Into the clearing.
[BIRDS SQUAWKING]
MICHAEL: Bobby!
Bobby, what are you doing?
Bobby!
Don't go in there!
We have Vadim surrounded.
Be patient, he'll come out!
Bobby!
[BRANCH SNAPS]
[COUGHING]
[GUN COCKS]
Bobby...
fuck you.
[♪]
[THUNDER CRASHES]
Bobby,
I didn't know it would be your family.
Get on your knees.
We're done here.
BOBBY: Hey, Joe.
Can't believe how nervous I am.
Hey, Bobby. Big day.
Look at you.
All dressed up, huh?
Looking like a chief.
I don't know about that. Maybe a lieutenant.
You look good. Captain?
Hey, Joe, I got through to McClennan at Personnel.
And he's still holding that slot for you
if you're ready to switch to administration.
Yeah, can we talk about it another time?
Yeah. Yeah, sure.
Hey, good luck.
All right.
Now, what's this?
Look, I meant to tell you.
I gotta start doing the right thing.
I gotta start spending more time at home.
I got three kids now. What am I supposed to do?
Look, I was gonna talk to you about it.
Do what you need to do.
They're gonna get started. We should probably go in.
Come on.
MAN: Ladies and gentlemen,
we shall begin today's ceremony
with the traditional invocation,
moving then to the valedictorian address
to be given by Robert Grusinsky,
son of the late
Deputy Chief Albert Grusinsky,
brother of Captain Joseph Grusinsky.
You know, as I look at that
fine young man seated behind me,
I can't help but think of all the young members
of our department.
I get filled with such pride.
Men like him are the future of the force.
Let us remind ourselves we are in God's presence.
Let us pray.
[♪]
O God, we come together at this most joyous occasion,
the New York City Police graduation ceremony.
We ask you to guide, bless
and protect those who are graduating.
Please bless their families
and friends who gather and share their joy.
I love you very much.
Strengthen us, our Lord,
now and forever.
I love you too. Amen.
CROWD: Amen.
[♪]