(MAN BREATHING HEAVILY)
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
(FAIRGROUND MUSIC PLAYING)
(RHYTHMIC METALLIC CLICKING)
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
MAN: Luke, you're up next! Showtime!
(CROWD CHEERING)
MALE ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen,
feast your eyes on the two-ton
metal mesh of madness.
And here he is, folks.
The one, the only,
Handsome Luke and the Heartthrobs.
Watch as they defy gravity
and centrifugal force at 3Gs.
Watch, as they ride their motorcycles
upside down within inches of each other,
at speeds you can hardly comprehend.
Come on, everybody, give it up for
Handsome Luke.
(MOTORCYCLE ENGINE REVVING)
Here we go, folks.
(CHEERING CONTINUES)
(REVVING ENGINE)
Come on, give them a hand.
There they are. Come on, get 'em goin'.
They're working hard for you.
We know him as Handsome Luke.
There they go, warming 'em up.
Let's hear it. Come on, give them a hand. Handsome Luke!
(ENGINES ROARING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Okay. I gotta go.
(CHILDREN LAUGH AND SQUEAL)
Hey.
Do you remember my name?
Romina. I like to call you Ro.
What are you doing now? You got plans?
I gotta go home.
Want me to give you a ride?
(SIGHS)
Thanks.
You don't wanna talk or anything?
You know, I leave town tomorrow after we pack up.
I'm not gonna be around for another year.
Another year?
Yeah, you wanna get a beer or something?
I got someone, so no.
Just wanted to see you again.
Thanks.
(MOTORCYCLE ENGINE STARTING)
MALE ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen,
introducing the one, the only,
Handsome Luke
and the Heartthrobs.
(BANGING ON DOOR)
Hey.
Is Romina here?
No. Hold on.
She's working.
Okay. Do you remember me?
Yes, I remember you.
Who's that guy?
He's yours.
You wanna hold him?
(MUTTERS SOFTLY)
There you go.
His name's Jason.
ROMINA: Hey. There you go.
FEMALE CUSTOMER: Thanks.
Good? Great.
Hey. What are you doing here?
Anything you wanna tell me?
Anything you think I might wanna know before I leave here
forever and I never come back?
Let's go outside. Come on.
You weren't gonna tell me?
It was just a fling, right?
That means you don't gotta tell me?
Just as, like, a common courtesy or...
There might even be a law, you know,
you gotta fucking tell somebody.
I haven't heard from you in over a year.
You just took off. Never called me.
I gotta leave in four hours. I don't know what to do.
(TEARFULLY) You do whatever you need to do.
What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna do what I have to do.
I'm going to school.
I take care of Jason. I work here.
And I have a man.
So that's what I'm doing. That's my life.
You're busy.
Yeah. Yeah, I'm real busy.
Well...
I don't wanna keep you.
Okay.
All right.
(MOTORCYCLE ENGINE STARTS)
LUKE: When does this pay period end, Jack? On Friday?
Why?
Because I gotta get paid.
Just pay me for half the week, all right?
I don't give advances out.
I'm not asking for an advance, Jack.
I'm quitting.
You can't quit. I just did.
(WOMEN SHOUTING IN SPANISH)
Hey. Hey.
Wow. You look like a princess.
(JASON CRYING)
What are you still doing here?
I stuck around.
This is really not a good time.
No? No.
I was just gonna take him to the park
or maybe see if I could just sit on the porch, just say hi to him.
We're on our way to church.
Going to church?
ROMINA: Um...
This is Kofi.
We need to go. ROMINA: Yeah.
You should call. You can't just show up, you know?
KOFI: You ready? ROMINA: Yeah.
(ROMINA SPEAKING SPANISH)
ROMINA'S MOTHER: Okay.
Hey. ROMINA'S MOTHER: Hi.
LUKE: You live here?
Yup. This is my house.
How long you in town?
I'm gonna stick around.
What are you looking at?
Really, you gonna do this shit today?
Do what?
(JASON CRYING)
PRIEST: Is it your will that Jason should be baptized
in the faith of the Church,
which we all have professed with you? KOFI: Yes.
By God's gift, through water and the Holy Spirit,
we are reborn into everlasting life.
In His goodness, may He continue to pour out His blessings
upon these sons and daughters of His.
May He make them faithful members of His holy people.
Jason, I baptize you in the name of the Father,
and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.
This child of yours has been enlightened by Christ.
He is to walk always as a child of the light.
God, the father of our Lord, Jesus Christ, has freed you from sin.
We now anoint you with the Chrism of Salvation
as Christ was anointed priest, prophet and king.
So may you always live as a member of His body,
sharing everlasting life. Amen.
In the name of this child and the spirit of our common friendship,
let us pray together in the words our Lord has given us.
(ALL PRAYING) Our Father who art in Heaven, hallowed be Thy name.
Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done
on Earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread
and forgive us our trespasses
as we forgive those who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
PRIEST: The Almighty God, the Father, the Son
and the Holy Spirit bless you. Amen.
Now, as we receive our new member
into our parish, let us all welcome him with great joy.
(ALL APPLAUDING)
(MOTORCYCLE ENGINE REVVING)
(ENGINE SOUND FADES)
(ENGINE SOUND RESUMES)
Ride that thing really good! Really good!
(TRUCK ENGINE STARTING)
You ride good, man.
Would you like a ride into town? Save you some gas, man.
(TURNS ENGINE OFF)
MAN: Just passing through?
LUKE: I'm just settling in.
Where you staying? Some fucking motel.
Yeah. They are no good around here.
Whole town's gone to shit, man.
So you got a job?
No.
You know your way around an engine?
Yeah.
'Cause I got a shop, repair shop, on Washout Road.
You should come check it out, man.
I could always use a good worker.
All right.
It ain't much.
It's what it is, you know, but it's mine.
No one can kick me out of it.
So, that's the workshop in there.
This is Tula.
I don't get a whole lot of work here, you know?
But if you want, you can look for other jobs or whatever, you know.
If it's not enough for you.
I do everything.
Everything there is to do to a car, I know how to do.
Anything you don't know, I can teach you, you know?
And I got a trailer down here. Stay there if you want.
(WHISTLING)
Yeah, see? She's shy.
(CHUCKLES) She can't see so good anymore.
Where is it? Where's the ball?
There's the trailer.
She get it? No, she ain't gonna get it, man.
You live out here all alone? Yeah, I live alone.
Sometimes people come stay for a while, you know.
That's it. It's not much, but, you know,
it's got whatever you need in there.
It must get lonely.
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
LUKE: Look, Rob, I don't wanna be ungrateful.
I really appreciate what you're doing for me and shit,
but I gotta make more fucking money.
ROBIN: Hey, man, if I could pay you more, I would.
You know, you're good at what you do, man. Really good.
LUKE: I could fix up that ol' Mack truck
that's sitting there like a goddamn... Well, that's good.
You can go ahead and fix it up,
but I don't have the money to pay you.
You know, there are other things that could be done, you know.
Like what?
Well, you could rob a bank. (CHUCKLES)
You're full of shit. I'm not full of shit.
I've done it four times myself.
I stopped 12 years ago because it was getting too hot.
As long as you don't do it too many times, you're fine.
You got a kid, you wanna provide for that kid?
You wanna maybe edge out your competition?
You gotta do that using your skill set,
and your skill set... (CLICKS TONGUE)
Very unique.
What do you say?
Go fuck yourself. Okay.
Well, good luck supporting your family on minimum wage.
(MOTORCYCLE ENGINE ROARING)
LUKE: He's my son and I should be around him.
I wasn't around my dad, look at the fucking way I turned out.
Look, I wanna take care of you.
I wanna take care of my son. That's my job.
Let me do my job. How are you gonna take care of us?
Don't say it like that.
But how are you gonna take care of me? Don't...
(SIGHS)
Don't talk down to me.
It's a question. I'm not talking down to you.
It's just a question. I will find a way to do it.
You want a house, I'll get you a house.
You wanna get the fuck out of here, we'll get out of here.
I got that trailer. I'll get a truck, we'll hit the road.
You pick a place you like, we'll stop.
You don't wanna be there? "Fuck you," we're outta there.
What about my mom? She can come.
And what about Kofi? He can stay.
He can get his own girl and his own kid. That's every man's right.
That sounds like a nice dream. Ro...
(SIGHS)
(MOTORCYCLE ENGINE RUNNING)
(CAR HORN HONKS)
ROBIN: You can, uh, use this. If you wanna.
But keep in mind, man, I did four banks with a note.
In other words, you don't need the gun.
I never liked guns, man. They're vulgar, you know.
But you may wanna take it. I don't know. Whatever you wanna do.
How do we do it?
Okay. First thing is, we're gonna go in there nice and early.
Just when the doors open, okay?
You're gonna take a look at all the tellers.
(CHUCKLES) Go for the oldest woman you can, right?
Failing that, go to the most meek.
You get her to put the money out on the table. Why?
So, that way, you can see if there's a dye pack.
You put it in your pocket. You don't hand anything over to them.
You don't show them the gun.
And you go.
Get on your bike. I'll be about four blocks away.
Ride it into the truck. Bam, we're home, we're done, we're rich.
(TAPS ON BONNET)
LUKE: What happens if you get stopped
sitting by the side of the road with an open cube truck?
What are you gonna say?
What do you mean, what am I gonna do? I'm an officer.
"Excuse me, sir, what are you doing with an open cube truck?"
"What are you doing? Why are you sitting here like this?"
Oh, I'm broken down. I'm waiting for the, you know, repairs.
Thank you for asking, Officer.
That's a nice touch. Right?
What are you gonna do if you get jock itch
and, you know, you're riding 90 miles an hour down the street?
You're gonna keep riding, right?
Yeah? I mean, we do what we do.
But when we do it together...
Shazam.
I'm just sayin'.
Not since Hall and Oates has there been such a team.
(ROBIN CHUCKLES)
Which one are you? Oh, I know.
So I gotta be the dark, curly-haired guy?
You gotta be the good-looking one? I guess that's about right.
ROBIN: This is gonna be good, man. You're gonna like doing this.
It's the biggest rush of your life.
(COCKS GUN)
(ROCK SONG PLAYING)
(ENGINE REVS)
WOMAN: Oh!
All right! Everybody who wants to live,
put your hands in the fucking air!
Get over here!
Get over here now!
Get the fuck over here! Get on your knees!
All right. What's your name?
Max. Max is my little fucking dog.
Everybody get your fucking money and he's gonna go fetch.
Get it out and put it on the table right now!
Get it out! Pray!
Pray! Let me hear you fucking pray!
Got that money out, boy? Go fucking fetch. Fast!
(PEOPLE MURMURING)
Get it out. Put it in that bag.
(ENGINE REVVING)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(POLICE SIREN WAILING)
(SIRENS APPROACH)
They're not turning!
How much d'you get?
On, baby.
Oh! Beautiful fucking baby boy!
Are you okay, man? You good?
(GROANS)
You did it, man! You did it!
(RETCHES)
Yes! (CHUCKLES)
God damn it, we fucking did it!
We fucking did it!
(ROCK SONG PLAYING)
(LAUGHING)
Yeah!
LUKE: Tell me about him.
What's he like to eat?
He, like, really likes apples. (CHUCKLES)
But I have to kind of chew it up for him.
You chew up his apples? (LAUGHS) Yeah.
It sounds gross, but it's not when I'm doing it.
(CHUCKLES)
Has he ever had ice cream?
Not yet.
You're fucking kidding me.
He's still a baby.
Bullshit.
What kind of house are you running?
No ice cream? (LAUGHING)
Why can't he have that?
It's not like he can't have it, he just hasn't had it.
Can I give it to him?
You wanna give him ice cream? Yeah.
I wanna do something with him that's his first time.
I wanna look in his face when he tries ice cream.
Every time he has ice cream for the rest of his life,
he's gonna see my fucking face.
(ROMINA LAUGHING)
Yeah. (BOTH LAUGHING)
Okay, come on. Come on. No, he's funny.
Come on.
Wanna hear it on?
(ENGINE STARTS)
(REVVING)
(CRYING) Oh!
I'm sorry.
(CHUCKLES) Here. It's okay.
He cries a lot. I'm sorry.
Oh, so you want the bike in it, too?
Yeah, just all... You know, so that... Just capture the mood.
It's a nice bike.
The bike's part of the family. (CAMERA CLICKS)
GIRL: You want another one?
You sure I should take it when she's crying?
Okay.
(ROMINA CHUCKLES TEARFULLY)
That's a good trick. (SNIFFLES)
Shh!
MAN: Five, six, seven... Put that fucking money on the counter.
Give me the real stuff. Don't give me the fucking fake stuff.
I know what it is. MAN: Ten, 11, 12.
Let me see you... Come here. Come here.
(TIRES SCREECH) (ENGINE ROARS)
Hola, Mami. ROMINA'S MOTHER: Hola.
(LUKE SINGING IN SPANISH)
What is this? (CONTINUES SINGING)
What is... (CONTINUES SINGING)
What is this? It's presents.
Oh, my God. What is that? It's a crib.
(JASON GURGLING)
Easy, easy, easy.
Hey, boss, you gotta stay... You're gonna fall off this bed.
(BLOWING RASPBERRIES)
There you go.
(CAR DOORS OPENING)
Your mom's home.
(CAR DOORS CLOSING)
ROMINA: Hi, Mami. Think she's gonna be mad?
(WOMEN SPEAKING SPANISH)
Hey. Hey.
What are you doing?
I got him a crib and some toys. (JASON CRYING)
You know, this is really nice and all,
but you gotta get this outta here.
You can't just show up like this. LUKE: Why?
ROMINA: 'Cause this is Kofi's fucking house.
What? Just get it out, please.
He can't be sleeping in a bed.
He's gonna roll out and bust his head open. He needs a crib.
What's going on?
(JASON CRYING LOUDLY)
You okay with this?
(SHUSHING)
I'm talking to you. You okay with this? Kofi, it's his father.
In our house? You okay with him in our house?
(JASON CONTINUES CRYING) (ROMINA CONTINUES SHUSHING)
What are you doing here, man? Shh-shh. You're making him cry.
Don't shush me. You in my house, man.
You need to pack all this shit up and get out the house, man.
I don't know who you think you are, just coming up in our life
and changing shit around, but this ain't gonna work.
LUKE: You gotta lower your voice, man. Excuse me?
Lower your voice. Romina, can you step outside, please?
Pack all this shit up and take it out, man.
You're making the baby cry. You're making the baby cry.
Pick this shit up and get it out the house now, man.
I'm not fucking with you. (LUKE SHUSHES)
(JASON CONTINUES CRYING)
Pick up all this shit, man. Fuck you, man.
(KOFI GRUNTS)
(ROMINA'S MOTHER YELLING IN SPANISH)
Mami, el niño! El niño!
ROMINA: Kofi. Kofi. Baby!
Mami! ROMINA'S MOTHER: Kofi!
(SOBBING) Oh, God, baby!
Baby.
Kofi, baby.
Baby. Get off him.
You're crazy! You're fucking crazy!
Get out! Get out! Get out!
(ROMINA YELLING IN SPANISH)
Please, please, please, no, no, no.
Okay. Call an ambulance.
Oh, my God. Okay.
(WOMEN SPEAKING SPANISH)
It's okay.
It's over.
(SIRENS APPROACH)
It's okay.
It's over.
Right here.
JUDGE: Is your name Luke Glanton?
LUKE: Yes.
JUDGE: Mr. Glanton, a complaint has been filed.
It alleges assault in the second degree,
which is a felony in the state of New York.
When such a complaint is filed,
you have the right to an adjournment to obtain a lawyer.
Counselor, do you wish to waive
any further reading of the arraignment?
We would, Your Honor, and on behalf of my client,
I'd enter a Not Guilty plea.
JUDGE: Given the history that I am aware of, of this defendant,
and, as well, the allegations,
I'm going to set bail in the amount of $2,500.
Bail may be posted either in cash or by bail bondsman.
In the meantime, I will issue the temporary order of protection
requiring this defendant to refrain from violent, offensive,
assaultive or harassing conduct
and to remain away from the complainant
until further ordered...
There's your money. Thanks for bailing me out.
I wanna do two in one day.
I wanna do the Trustco on Brandywine.
And when all those fucking pigs are coming after me,
I wanna split out the back, I wanna go down to Rotterdam
and I wanna do that First National.
You know something, Luke?
If you ride like lightning,
you're gonna crash like thunder.
And I'm not gonna let you bring us both down.
Fuck that. Don't be such a fucking pussy.
No, man. It's over.
Can't do it. Won't do it.
You made your fucking choice. Fuck you.
Hey, you know what? If you go out tonight...
(GLASS CLINKS) (KEYS JANGLE)
Take the truck. You'll be less visible.
Last favor I'll do you.
I'm done.
You're fucking done? Yeah.
You're done?
It's over.
(SLOW SONG PLAYING)
LUKE: Ro.
Just take this. Just take it.
Ro, I'm sorry. I'm a fucking maniac.
Ro, just take it. Ro.
Can I get in the car, please?
Just take this.
LUKE: You don't love me, you don't like me.
I fucking get it. I'm a piece of shit.
Okay? I'm still his father. I can give him stuff.
I got this for him. Just give it to him. Tell him it's from me.
ROMINA: You're never gonna see him again.
Please give that to him.
(CAR ENGINE STARTS)
Hey.
LUKE: Hey, it's okay. It's all right.
Open your mouth.
Wider.
(GASPING)
You owe me a new bike.
Right?
Yeah.
Where's that bail money? Give it to me.
(MUFFLED WHIMPERING) (SHUSHING)
I'm sorry.
(MOTORCYCLE ENGINE REVS)
Fuck.
Fuckin' Christ.
Shit!
Fucking idiot.
Jesus fucking Christ.
Everybody get down on the fucking floor!
You, get up! Get the fuck up!
Fill up that fucking bag full of money.
Don't look at me! Put your... No faces!
You! Get up! Get up. Get up!
(LUKE GRUNTS)
Get the fuck up! Get that fucking money!
Put that fucking money in there! Fuck! Okay, here it comes.
What are you doing! Throw it over!
Fuck. WOMAN: I'm sorry.
I was... Throw it over!
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Where's that guy back there, your fucking guy?
Hey, guy! Get up!
Throw that over, and you better not fuck this up.
Jesus Christ.
This is fucking shit.
Get the fuck down!
(ENGINE TURNS OVER)
(GROANS)
Shit. Shit.
(ENGINE REVS) Fuck you. Fuck you.
(POLICE SIREN WAILING)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Adam-5 in pursuit of robbery suspect. North on Brandywine.
Black jumpsuit, black helmet.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Adam-5, suspect making turn into Vale Cemetery.
(POLICE RADIO CHATTER)
In Vale Cemetery, in pursuit of suspect on motorcycle.
Going towards Moyerson.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Appears to have a flat on rear tire.
He's headed on to Moyerson, he's heading towards State.
Cut him off at State.
Down the block at barricade to State Street.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Suspect is down. (STAMMERS)
Suspect is going down State Street!
He got around the barriers at Moyerson.
(CONTINUES ON RADIO) Heading south on Moyerson,
heading towards State Street. (BRAKES SCREECHING)
Get cars to Plymouth.
Suspect does have a flat tire on rear.
104, I got a visual of motorcycle heading south on Elmer.
(TIRES SCREECH)
Heading west on Stanford.
He is heading north on Plymouth.
(BRAKES SCREECH)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
AVERY: Stay down!
In foot pursuit.
WOMAN: What are you doing?
Come here. Come here! Are you the only ones here?
Yeah. Come here.
Okay. Okay. Get the fuck over here.
I'm not gonna hurt you. Just get upstairs.
Get upstairs! (BOTH WHIMPERING)
LUKE: Go! Go! Go!
I'm at 702 Plymouth.
I need a backup unit for the southeast corner of the house.
I have the northwest corner secured.
Get down over there!
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Fuck.
(SMASHING WINDOW)
(WIN DOW CLATTERS)
Fuck. Fuck.
(WOMAN AND BOY WHIMPERING)
(PANTING)
Get outta here.
Get down! Get down on the ground! Get down on the ground!
Is anybody else inside? WOMAN: Yes! He's upstairs!
Police! LUKE: Ro?
Ro, don't hang up.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
I'm in trouble.
I'm... I'm in some lady's house.
(EXHALES)
Ro, would you do a favor for me, please?
Just one thing. I'll never ask for anything again.
AVERY: Police!
Look, don't tell him about me, okay?
AVERY: Police! Put your gun down!
Ro, just don't tell him about me.
(BANGING ON DOOR) Ro.
Okay? Police! Lay down on your stomach
with your hands spread apart! Ro?
Face away from the door! (SIGHS) Ro, please.
Police! Drop your...
AVERY: Oh, fuck. (GROANING)
(GASPING)
(COCKS GUN)
(POLICE SIREN WAILING)
AVERY: 104, I'm at 702 Plymouth. Shots fired. Perp's down.
I've been shot. Send a box and a bus to 702 Plymouth.
(CAR APPROACHING)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Let's see your fucking hands!
Get those fucking hands up now!
Get your fucking hands up, now!
Get the fucking hands up right now!
OFFICER 1: Clyde, you all right?
OFFICER 2: I got him. I got him. OFFICER 1: Okay? Do not move!
Get me another cop back here!
(POLICE RADIO CHATTER)
(RESPIRATOR HISSING)
(HEART MONITOR BEEPING)
(BABY CRYING)
JENNIFER: Baby?
Hey. Hey.
Hi.
Uh-oh. What's my dad doing here?
JENNIFER: We're all here.
Do you remember what happened? Any of it?
Hey, honey, don't... Don't... It's all right. It's all right.
AL: Don't do that. Leave it.
Hey, hey, hey, honey, just... Not... AL: Avery.
Hey, honey. Avery!
AL: Avery, you got a bad injury.
You gotta take it easy.
JENNIFER: It's okay, honey. Just gotta relax, okay?
ALI All right?
JENNIFER: We're all here. Okay, okay, yeah.
AL: You understand? Yeah.
I'm sorry. (SOBBING)
I'm sorry. JENNIFER: It's okay. Hey, baby.
We're all here. It's okay. It's okay.
You just gotta rest...
AL: You're gonna be in here a couple of days. All right?
JENNIFER: That's it. A couple of days.
(INDISTINCT PA ANNOUNCEMENT) (KNOCKING ON DOOR)
NURSE: Good morning, Mr. Cross.
You feeling up to a couple of visitors?
There's a couple men who wanna speak to you.
WEIRZBOWSKI: Avery.
Hey. How's our hero?
Chief. How you feeling? You all right?
I'm good, yeah, yeah. They taking good care of you?
Yes, sir. Thank you.
Sausage and pepper. Thanks for coming out.
From Sabatiello's. Oh, how are you?
Bill Killcullen, DA. Avery Cross. Nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you. Oh, of course. I know who you are.
I know your father, you know. Long time now.
I apologize. No, not at all. He's a great guy.
I wouldn't have expected anything less from his son,
but this was above and beyond.
I just did what anybody would do, right?
WEIRZBOWSKI: That's right. And better.
I don't know about that...
The whole force is pulling for you, man. Don't you forget that.
They're all outside. Banners, everything.
What happened to that guy? That guy's gone. He's dead. It's over.
That's the way it happens. Right?
AVERY: Yeah, but did he leave anybody behind?
That's not... It's not for you to worry about right now.
We got people who are gonna talk to you about that.
There's people talking to his family.
Got rid of another bad guy. And you're a hero.
All right? Yeah.
Bill wants to ask you a few questions. Is that all right?
It's just your first impressions, that kind of thing.
Just what... WEIRZBOWSKI: Formality, you know?
Yeah, it's pretty simple. Yeah. Sure.
All right, I'll leave you two to get to know each other.
Oh. All right.
So what happened when you were just outside the door?
Um, I said, "Police, drop your weapon."
Um, "Face down on the ground with your hands spread."
And, uh, nothing.
Nothing, right. Nothing.
Did you announce yourself again, or not?
No. No, that's all we need to do is make ourselves known, right?
Yeah, but it's sometimes not easy to tell
whether they've heard you making yourself known.
You know what I mean?
Anyway, you were yelling. Is that right?
I was making myself known as we were trained, correct.
Okay. All right.
Okay. Then what?
At that point, I knew that I had to make entry, and I kicked the door down.
Was then. Was the door locked? Correct.
And you knew that because...
What do you mean?
You just assumed that the door was locked?
How did I know it was locked? Yeah.
Is that a trick question?
No. No. I'm just wondering why you didn't turn the thing.
That's how I knew it was locked.
Did you tell me that?
No. Okay.
All right, so you kick it in. Right.
Why are you... Why'd you come down here?
I'm sorry, why did I come down here?
Yeah. Why wasn't somebody else...
A slow day at the office or...
No.
What happened after that? What would you like me to tell you?
I just need you to tell me what happened.
You do?
I don't want you to misremember so, tomorrow,
you're trying to match what you half-thought today.
I only want you to tell me what you saw and what you remember.
I shot the perpetrator, he fell out the window.
I know that. When did he pull his gun?
Did you shoot him first, or did he shoot first?
Don't fuck with me.
Do the right thing, tell me what the fuck happened.
It was pretty quick.
Who shot first?
His hand comes up, you fire?
His hand comes up, he fires, you fire?
Right. Like that?
Yeah. Like pop-pop.
That sounds like he shot first.
Yeah.
FEMALE REPORTER: Well, it's just a triumphant day for Officer Avery Cross.
He left Ellis Hospital well enough to go home and happy to be alive,
with supporters from his Schenectady PD family cheering him on.
His father, State Supreme Court Judge AI Cross,
says he's very happy his son is alive today.
There's the life of a cop,
the life my son chose.
REPORTER: Twenty-nine-year-old Cross hadn't even been on the force for a full year
before he ran head-on into the alleged Moto Bandit.
Pursuing Luke Glanton through the streets of Schenectady
after a bank robbery, Glanton ran into a home, then he came
face-to-face with Officer Cross. You okay?
Glanton fired at Cross, hitting him in the knee.
Cross fired back, killing Glanton and saving the hostages.
Glanton was a drifter and, at times, a motorcycle stunt rider,
and police say he had a very violent past.
OFFICER: The guy had a long track record, you know?
He was a professional criminal.
REPORTER: He moved here last spring,
and he hadn't even been here for a full month
before he started robbing banks here.
He leaves behind an infant son.
MALE NEWSREADER: Coming up, Dallas and Denver...
JENNIFER: Was it scary, honey?
AVERY: Happened so fast.
I don't think there was time to be scared.
Scary for me.
I just don't understand why you're doing this. Nobody does.
Doing what? What am I doing?
I was speaking with your father and we...
(SIGHS)
We both agree... Of course he does.
I'm sorry. I just thought that...
I'm a cop, Jen. I'm a cop. That's it. There's no...
I just thought maybe after this, maybe you would've had enough.
Hey, there's no more to discuss.
That's all. I just thought maybe you would've had enough.
That's it. Okay?
Baby, you can't expect me not to think that. You guys just don't get it.
I'm sorry. We're just worried. We're just worried about you.
Stop saying that. That's all.
Stop fucking saying that.
THERAPIST: Have you been replaying the incident in your mind?
Not really. Mmm-hmm.
No, I'm trying to put it out of my mind, I think.
Does that work?
Yeah.
You think you're ready to go back to duty?
Yes.
Would you want yourself as a partner?
Absolutely.
What have you been thinking about since the shooting?
Not much, um...
(CHUCKLES)
(STAMMERS) Everything's been so crazy, you know, with the rehabilitation
and work and everything at home.
Mmm-hmm. Everything at home? What's happening at home?
(CLEARS THROAT) Well, I'm there now, which is much different.
Who's at home with you? Um...
Well, uh, my mother-in-law, uh, my wife and my boy.
So there's, um...
You know, it's been hard on my wife. It's a shock.
And then, um, it doesn't help that
there's a... You know, a baby around.
But it's okay. I mean, it's okay.
What do you mean, "it doesn't help that there's a baby around?"
Well, I just mean, with everything that's... That's going on...
Just trying to... To get all this in order, uh...
Before I can take care of that.
It's been... (STAMMERS)
I've just been so busy that it's been hard to, uh...
(SIGHS)
I have a... I have a hard time
looking at my son.
Mmm-hmm.
And that's something new, since the shooting?
Mmm-hmm. Mmm-hmm.
You know, I saw in the police record
that this perp also had a 1-year-old son.
His name is Jason. Have you been thinking about this?
This? You mean...
The fact that he had a boy?
Yeah. Do you think you're having a hard time looking at your son
because you're thinking about this other little boy
that won't have his father?
(CROWD CHEERING ON TV)
(ANNOUNCER CHATTERING ON TV)
(BABY GURGLING)
(DOORBELL RINGING)
You expecting someone? No. You?
SCOTT: Hey! Hi.
(LAUGHING) Hi. How you doing?
Hey. Hey, how's the gimp doing?
AVERY: Hey, come on in, guys.
No, we're just coming in here
to check up on you and see how you're doing.
Hi, how are you, Jen? I'm good. How are you, Scotty?
Oh, I'm all right, doing good, better than this guy.
Oh, he's okay.
Come on in. How you doing? Hey, Pete, how are you?
Good. Good to see you.
Good to see you, too. Did you ever meet my wife, Jennifer?
No. Hi. It's a real pleasure to meet you.
Hello. Hey, how are you?
Know Doc? Yeah, we've never met,
but Avery Cross. How you doing?
Good. How you doing, pal? That's my wife, Jennifer.
Hey, how are you? Nice to meet you. Hi.
You guys hungry?
No, we're... We'll just leave you to it.
No, come on in, have some dinner.
No, we didn't come here for dinner.
We got plenty of food. Come on in. Well, I... (CHUCKLES)
There you go. Oh, yeah.
Glad we decided to do this.
AVERY: Oh, good. I'm glad you guys came.
Here you go. Thanks.
So how's it feel to have the hero home?
Probably can't wait for him to get back to work, huh? (LAUGHS)
No, it's great having him home.
I just thank God he's okay, you know?
DELUCA: God bless that. I think we should toast on that.
To our hero. DOC: To hero boy.
SCOTT: Hero boy. DOC: There you go.
DELUCA: Glad you're okay.
I've been on the force for 22 years,
pulled a trigger maybe three, four times.
You're on for six months, you already got one in the bag.
And he was white. (ALL LAUGHING)
That's an extra 50. (DOC CHUCKLES)
AVERY: Oh, better him than me, right?
DELUCA: Hey, you got that right. OFFICERS: Absolutely.
You guys have any plans for tonight?
AVERY: Um...
No, we're just... This is it. Yeah?
This is the big plan, having you guys here for dinner.
Aw! Would you mind if we stole the hero
for a little police work after this?
Uh...
Tonight? And we'll have him back by curfew.
(STAMMERS)
I don't know, honey, you should probably rest tonight.
Maybe tomorrow night.
DELUCA: Yeah, we kind of need him tonight. Is there a problem?
What about your leg, or...
DELUCA: Well, we're not gonna be running. We'll carry him.
(OFFICERS LAUGHING) What are you gonna do?
DELUCA: We just wanna introduce him to a bunch of people
who really admire him for what he did.
They just wanna congratulate him in person.
Good, yeah, that sounds good.
DELUCA: Leave in about 20 minutes?
Not that we wanna eat and run, but we are on duty.
JENNIFER: No, you should go. That's a great idea.
I'm sure everybody would love to meet you.
DELUCA: Yeah, there you have it. You're a hero. (CHUCKLES)
DELUCA: I hear a little sarcasm in your voice.
Me? Yeah.
He is a hero. Yeah.
He's a hero around here, that's for sure.
You don't mind if we take him then, do you? Not at all.
I think it's a great idea. Yeah, all right, there you have it.
You're released. Release the hounds!
Yeah.
Hey, Avery,
does she sometimes, like, tuck her balls up, at least at night?
(DELUCA LAUGHING)
Hey, Pete? Pete? What?
Can you pop the trunk? DELUCA: Sure it's okay with her?
Scott, you know I'm not on active duty, right?
Yeah, we're aware. It's a little gift we got going for you.
(ENGINE STARTS)
DELUCA: Let's go! (TIRES SCREECH)