Woo!
Check it out!
Oh, sugar. You lookin' to party?
I want to talk with you, daddy.
We can do that, honey.
¶ Don't wanna blow your cover, my dear ¶
¶ how'd you ever end up down here? ¶
ooow!
¶ With a Smith and Wesson and the fifth degree ¶
¶ and a mastermind on disaster street ¶
here you go, honey.
¶ Ooh, baby, what's your game? ¶
watch the jewels, baby.
Hey, come back!
Put it away!
Ooh, girl! Where'd you get that dress?
What are you doing in that leopard jumping outfit?
Ha ha ha!
¶ ...you're so pretty, pretty, yeah ¶
aren't you a little busy?
You in a hurry, honey?
¶ Sin city know you... ¶
yeah! Your daddy, too!
Wooooo!
¶ Sin city ¶
¶ sin city know you ¶
¶ sin city looking down... ¶¶
you wanna have my baby?
Personal hygiene is a good habit.
Oh, girl! Get it, girl!
Look at her throwing them around her neck.
That's too much!
Stop that! Oh, you whore!
Ooh, too much for me, honey!
ВїQue quieres?
What you want?
A carta blanca.
Don't speak Spanish.
What the fuck you saying?
Want a glass?
What?
A glass!
No, wrap it in a taco, dumb motherfucker!
Don't be doing this shit to me, honey.
You people come up here under the bushes.
Then you want people like me
to get down on you.
You've got no teeth. Brush!
Give me a kiss.
What?
Come on.
You better kiss this, honey!
What's wrong with you?
That nasty-assed tongue of yours.
Howdy.
Oh, no, honey. What do you want?
I'm your date, little lady.
Don't squeeze me, porky.
You're not my date.
I'm expecting somebody here.
That John's gonna blow the bust!
Relax, kid. She'll get rid of him.
He'll cut your ass into teeny pieces,
which will get blood on my new dress.
Either you get the fuck out of here,
or I'll cut your dick off.
I have to go.
Dumb motherfuckers. Every time I turn around,
somebody's trying to get in my pants.
Girlfriend!
Ooh, honey! Ooh, look at you!
Child, what is that on your finger?
This is bad! Is this new?
This is beautiful, honey.
Who's your friend?
Honey, that's some fool tried to pick me up.
Sure. I'm supposed to believe that?
You want to play that shit,
I'm going home.
Wait a minute, for God's sake!
You got the money?
Yes, I do.
Do you have the blow?
I'm getting it in a couple hours.
What are you trying to pull here, honey?
I can't wait for this shit!
The sun doesn't rise and set at your command!
I'm very well-connected.
You fucking bitch!
Aaaah!
Say!
There are decent people trying to talk here.
Keep that shit down!
Back off, bitch!
Mind your fucking business,
or you'll get hurt!
Ow!
Please!
You just gonna let him
drag her out like that?
I'm minding my own business, lady.
Get out this door, fucking bitch!
I think that's enough.
Wanna bet, nigger?
I'll kick your black ass back to Africa!
Stinking nigger! You piece of crap!
You're dead meat!
You're dead!
Uh!
No!
Nigger!
Stop!
Fuck off!
Please!
Get your fingers out of my eye!
Police officer down.
Get your asses back here.
Aah!
No!
Police officer. Freeze!
Fuck you!
Nice move, asshole.
And don't call me bitch.
[Crying]
Terrific.
What?
Shit!
Hey, Charlie. Who's that?
Oh, shit!
That's, uh, kroll's main distributor,
name of, uh, delgadillo,
but he's no sweat.
What do you mean he's no sweat?
It's already a goddamn convention in there.
Leo, you only got to worry about Lou Russo.
Russo? He's a hardass from d block.
He could be tough.
You want to call this off?
You got shit in your blood?
No!
Let go of him, Earl.
Let go!
You all right?
Ok?
Charlie, you all right?
Yeah, right.
Ok, you guys. It's a little tight.
All right, all right.
Uh...
They got to be finished by now.
Give me 30 seconds. The door will be open.
Ok.
You all right?
Yeah.
What are we going to do about that scumbag, Leo?
Earl...
Not till I give the sign, Earl.
Not till I give the sign.
All right.
Ha ha ha ha!
Hey, man, it's me.
Ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha ha!
Dawson, Russo, come here!
I just want you to see
what's been going on.
What? Somebody tried to stick some up his ass?
He's stoned out of his mind.
Not only that, he screwed up the cut!
Taste this stuff!
A snort of that would kill an elephant.
You stupid! You fool!
You idiot!
I'll kill you! I'll kill you!
All this boy's stuff has to be properly cut and repacked.
Look at this!
He even stamped the damn package wrong!
This has to be repacked.
Ha ha ha ha!
Charlie, come here.
Come here, Charlie.
Charlie!
Ha ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha!
Yahoo!
[Gunfire]
Ha ha ha!
What are you doing to me?
Huh?
No money! No dope! No delgadillo!
I have a reasonable explanation.
I don't need explanations.
I need results.
Do you know what captain McKay will do to me?
And all over some two-bit hooker.
Not a two-bit hooker.
Charlene farr is my friend,
and she gave me the McGyver bust last month.
I don't care.
Hookers don't count.
Tax-paying citizens, the kind that vote, count!
What? What are you telling me?
Doesn't all that bullshit you gave me
when I left the academy mean anything?
"Read the side of the door, rizzoli."
What door?
The black and whites. "To protect and serve.
"Remember that.
"Remember...
[Coughs]
Rizzoli."
When I want a lecture, I'll see captain McKay,
which is what I'll get because of your screw-up!
[Telephone rings]
Lieutenant Kellerman here.
Where?
She'll be right there.
Sergeant getz is down
at the international grocery company,
and he needs you.
Oh, no.
I've been on my feet for 18 hours.
I'm not going anywhere!
I'll drop if I don't get some sleep!
Get your butt down there, or you'll be back in records.
Drop on your day off.
Records, rizzoli.
Bye-bye.
[Door slams]
[Speaking Chinese]
Shh!
What is she saying?
I speak Japanese, not Chinese.
How much difference could there be?
Lower the barriers!
Here's our dusky little dick now.
What kept you? Stopped to pick up a sailor?
Yeah, but your mother beat me to him.
Is that a joke?
Yeah.
What happened?
Two crazies. Professional rip-off.
They killed everyone and made off with the goods.
Unidentified white males, 25 and 30.
Yeah, what do you got there, Fred?
2, 3, got it.
Everywhere I go, people are dying to meet me.
Looks like they enjoyed their work.
No shit.
Yo, rizzoli, you know where we could find a maid?
People like you are the reason abortion is legal.
All right. Let's get him out of here.
Watch your back.
Looks like there's a new bag on the street.
Why did you want me?
Over there.
Delgadillo?
You tell me.
50 bucks says you can't identify him.
Why?
You want the bet or not?
5o bucks, rizzoli.
Only this time, no food stamps.
You're on.
Jesus, what happened to him?
Looks like they, uh...
Emptied an entire clip into his face.
You owe me 50, rizzoli.
No, I don't think so.
It's delgadillo... Definitely.
How do you know that?
Check the pinky ring.
It's got his initials on it.
Excuse me.
I've got it. Let's go.
I'll drive.
Watch your step.
Kroll.
[Dripping]
Hey, stay bent over like that,
and I'll show you a good time.
One quick hump
and you'd be in the hospital.
Ever get it doggie style?
No. Tell me, what's it like?
Ha ha ha!
Get these people out of this area.
You got no business being in this area!
Hey, what are you doing?
Jesus!
I--I'm telling you something!
You are in big--
how did you figure that?
Trucks don't bleed.
You're still here, hmm?
Keeps coming up kroll.
What are you talking about now?
Conrad kroll. Heavyweight valley guy.
I'm telling you,
this man is moving serious weight.
On what evidence?
First, the van with the body in it
said "kroll construction" all over it.
The stiff in the van, Charlie Dawson,
worked for kroll enterprises, security department.
Let's not forget Lou Russo.
You know what you got? Nothing.
Wait a minute. Look at this.
I pulled the file
on the transcript from the cascales bust.
It says, "where did you get the dope?"
Answer--"from a fat queen named tito delgadillo
who runs a beauty shop in encino."
The beauty shop's in kroll Plaza.
Forget it.
Why are you fighting me?
I feel it in my gut!
I can't take your gut to the city attorney's office.
You can't go anywhere without evidence!
That's hard evidence!
Probable cause!
That's straight from captain McKay.
How can I get hard evidence
if you won't let me go talk to him?
It seems obvious to me.
A year ago, he couldn't raise bus fare.
Now he's building malls!
He's riding around in a rolls royce
and sponsoring the civic light opera, for Christ's sake!
He's also sponsoring
a couple of heavyweight politicians down at city hall.
That scare you, lieutenant?
No.
You scare me, rizzoli.
Writing on the goddamn walls, huh?
The names of dead junkies.
Jesus.
What the hell do you do?
What do you do?
Draw a line through a dead junkie's name
every time you take a dealer out?
Something like that. Yeah.
Why?
It's a long, long story, but I'll tell you this.
If you let me go talk to kroll,
I'll wash the walls and windows clean myself.
You know I hate to do windows.
Go home and get some sleep.
Get lucky, get laid, get out of my face.
If I were you, I'd stay away from Conrad kroll.
Jesus!
"Get laid." Please.
Hey, you got any coke?
Come on. Get out of here.
Watch it!
Jesus, guys.
This is a private table.
Not anymore it's not.
Tito delgadillo sends his regards, but, uh...
[Snap]
Get lost.
Earl.
Hee hee!
Listen, uh...
I'm not sure I know this tito delgadillo.
Well, you've missed your shot.
He's no longer with us.
We all go sometime.
But the upside is,
we don't all have to go without.
¶ ...can't you see how much I need your lovin'? ¶
¶ say it to you time and time again ¶
¶ oh, Casanova ¶
¶ Casanova... ¶¶
hey, Max.
Just a minute.
It looks nice in here.
Hey, it ought to.
What'll it be?
I think I will have a pastrami on rye.
Make it ham.
So, how's it going?
Catching lots of criminals?
Oh, I catch a couple, I lose 'em.
Catch 'em, I lose 'em.
Oh, excuse me. I didn't see you.
I saw you.
You don't know me?
No.
No? Well, I know you.
You're the cunt that put Bobby kerrigan away.
You know something else...
Rizzoli?
I know where you live, too.
I'm going to break inside your apartment,
I'm going to kick your ass,
and maybe for dessert, I'll fuck your brains out.
Be still, my heart.
You think it's all talk!
I hope not.
You're everything I want in a man--
a snot-nosed little whipdick in designer jeans.
Oh, that's really funny.
A lot of big laughers around here, huh?
Try and laugh this off. Laugh this--
what's the matter? Did you lose something?
You picked my goddamn pocket!
That's a felony, I think.
Really?
Assume the position.
You gotta have a warrant. You can't search me.
You got a nice little keister, boy.
Oh, my goodness, what is this?
This is not a good sign.
Very bad for you.
You get out of my way, bitch,
or I'll carve you into steak tartare!
You know, there are two things
I don't like in the world.
One is to be called "bitch."
The other is steak tartare.
Now, I have had a shitty day,
so do us both a favor.
Put down the knife, take your ass out of here,
and we'll call it a night, ok?
Ok, bust me. I don't care.
Make my day. Go ahead!
That's what you're best at, isn't it?
Come on!
I don't want to bust you.
I want to go home and eat my sandwich.
You mean, you're not going to bust me?
Go.
Quick!
Kids today, huh, Max?
Yeah.
Bye.
Hello, Sam.
What? You're hungry now?
Go into the refrigerator.
Be nice if you learned how to tear the tops off these bags.
Then I wouldn't have to rush home to your butt.
High toy cat food.
[Telephone rings]
[Ring]
Hello.
Rita? It's me, charlene.
I'm at good Sam.
What did the doctors say?
I'm all right.
Look, Rita... I'm going to need a fix bad,
I'm not going to be, you know, working looking like this.
Can you stand me the bread?
I don't give people money for drugs,
even if they save my life.
I've got something.
What?
You interested in the Chinese market rip?
Yeah.
Word is there's a goon squad
looking for the guys that did it.
Somebody's really pissed.
Any idea who?
Well, I don't know, uh...
But the whisper is he drives a...
A rolls.
Kroll.
Rita, is it worth something to you?
Yeah, maybe.
I'll come by this afternoon, and we'll talk then.
Hey!
[Car radio] ¶ runnin' for your life ¶
¶ you've got to turn around, baby ¶
¶ time to leave it all behind ¶
¶ walking on the edge ¶
¶ with everything that's sad ¶
¶ hard to know who's wrong or right ¶
¶ I think it's criminal ¶
¶ ooh ¶
¶ I say it's criminal ¶
¶ you got to lay it on the line ¶
¶ now every single time ¶
¶ you never get a second ch-- ¶¶
can I help you?
Yeah, I'm looking for Conrad kroll.
Hi, there.
Good morning.
What's your business, miss, uh...
Detective rizzoli.
And what might your name be?
Mike marshak.
I'm head of security for kroll enterprises.
Oh.
Mr. kroll isn't in.
That's his car, isn't it?
Maybe he took another one when he left.
You got it.
Try kroll Plaza on ventura.
I just came from there.
I can't help you.
I could go in and wait.
Rizzoli. That's Italian, isn't it?
Mm-hmm.
I always had a weakness for Italian ladies.
In school, there was one,
this rose amalfitano.
My God, those eyes.
She had one problem.
She thought those beautiful brown eyes
could get her anything she wanted.
Maybe all pretty Italian ladies
feel that way.
Figure?
What's your point?
The point is, this is private property.
If you want to come calling,
show me a warrant.
Otherwise, arrivederci.
For all this, we had to go through rose amalfitano?
Just trying to be friendly.
Oh.
My name's detective rizzoli.
I have some questions.
Relax, Marty.
Sweet, but slow.
It's tough to get good help these days.
Detective rizzoli's gone to all this trouble
to see us.
We should oblige her.
Would you hand me a towel?
Seeing you raises a question
in my mind.
Yeah? What's that?
Does that come in adult size?
That's very funny, rizzoli.
Thank you.
Let's discuss it over lunch.
I'd love it.
To what do I owe the honor
of this visit?
Last night in Chinatown,
several people were killed.
One is a tenant of yours,
tito delgadillo, a drug dealer.
Two of the others worked for you.
Yeah, Russo and, uh...
Charlie Dawson.
Yeah, Charlie Dawson.
That's terrible.
Of course, I hardly knew them.
I guess you didn't know they did time
in vaccaville for narcotics.
I didn't know that.
They were packaging narcotics,
in large quantity, as I hear it,
and they got ripped off.
No!
If I was speaking hypothetically,
which I am,
and I thought my dope was stolen,
I wouldn't be sitting by the pool drinking wine.
If we were speaking hypothetically.
I don't believe that you're implying
that I was involved with these...Narcotic dealings.
But you are, aren't you? I never said that.
You are. No, I'm not.
That's the most incredible thing I've ever heard.
Of course, I read that your stock
was down nine points since the beginning of the year.
That would panic any normal guy.
Get me the narcotics division.
Maybe you were overextended.
This is Conrad kroll. Does a rizzoli work for you?
Detective, if you don't mind.
She accused me of dealing narcotics.
I never said that.
He wants to talk to you.
Can I get you something? Some humble pie?
He's offering me humble pie. He's a real clown.
I don't mean he's a clown-- see, what--
you said if you were me, you wouldn't come here.
I decided you weren't me, so here I am.
He uses such rash language.
All right.
Yes, sir.
If they let you go, I'll hire you.
The pay is better
than the police department.
Yeah, but you got a shitty health plan.
Listen, drop by anytime.
Use the front door next time.
That's very white of you.
Bye, Marty.
Jesus, Marty. Christ.
Go get me Mike marshak.
The next time somebody sneaks up on me--
you understand what I'm saying?
Shit.
Attention, all units-- 918 at 1033 north cherokee.
Officer needs assistance. Use caution.
Suspect could be armed. Code 3.
[Megaphone] We are willing to talk.
No one wants to hurt you.
You are completely surrounded.
Please throw your weapon out,
and come out with your hands up.
We may need tear gas.
Hey, Carl.
What are you doing here?
I was going to charlene farr's place
and heard the call.
That's her place.
I hope she didn't use
the same drugs as this guy.
What guy? Carl.
What--Carl!
You are completely surrounded.
Hey, Rita! Ha ha ha!
What is he doing over there?
Fools rush in.
Shigeta.
Here he comes!
Jesus!
He's hopped up!
He's got a gun.
Careful! He's wired up!
I'm a nice man. I'm a respectable man.
Drop the gun!
Fuck you, little man!
Fire! Fire!
Stay there, shigeta!
Hold your fire!
Just stay there! Be cool!
No.
What the hell's keeping him up?
He's down. Get a paramedic here.
Jesus! It had to be pcp.
He must've been mainlining pcp.
Let's clear the roadblocks.
Cordon off the immediate area.
Let the paramedic people through.
Units 17 and 22, you're clear.
What's wrong with charlene?
Was it the new bag?
Will she live?
I don't know. What new bag?
Must've been some radical shit.
Took out both of them.
Where'd she get it?
Her pimp-- Jimmy something.
Hangs around those fern bars
down on Melrose.
Looks like Richard gere.
Huh...
Aw, shit!
Go run some cold water in the tub.
Grab her legs.
Grab her legs!
Come on, boy!
Damn!
Come on, charlene!
Come on! Damn it!
Here, let me through.
Forget it.
Come on.
Beat it! Don't go near kroll!
Whoo! Trouble, rizzoli?
You got that $50 you owe me?
Next week.
Your wife probably hears that every night.
You think that's funny?
Yeah.
How did it go?
Fine, if you don't mind getting your ass chewed.
Fortunately, I have more ass
than he's got teeth.
I contacted a friend at vaccaville
about landers, Dawson, and Russo.
They were very big with the Aryan brotherhood--
the white-supremacy boys.
Find out who else got out
of vaccaville recently.
Just the heavyweights, though--
the narcotics, armed robbers, killers.
Sure. Anything else?
Yeah. Help me find this guy
who hangs out in fern bars on Melrose.
Hear he looks like Richard gere.
Carl, line two.
Who?
What do you mean, "who?"
Richard gere.
I can't believe you don't know
who Richard gere is.
He's an actor-- tall, gorgeous guy.
You better stop going
to those cantinflas movies.
You'd better start a new wall, Rita.
You'll need it.
Why is that, Jerry?
This.
Polterman from Metro brought that in.
Here's the stuff you gave me.
You see any difference?
The markings.
They're both cut with fentanyl.
This one's normal, 8 to 1.
This one is 50%, with a heavy cut of pcp.
It'll kill you or drive you insane in less than 30 seconds.
Shit. Did you tell Kellerman?
You know him.
If it's street people,
he calls it population adjustment.
Thanks, Jerry.
Meet me on Melrose and Fuller
in an hour, ok?
Why?
Richard gere.
Not tonight. I got a date.
Rita!
Damn!
Ha ha ha!
How's it going, rizzoli?
Just fine.
What are you doing here?
Mr. kroll sent me.
Wants to make sure
nothing happens to you.
You wormed your way into his heart.
Well, tell Mr. kroll
nothing's going to happen to me.
I know, but the man who pays me
wants to make sure.
So how about we make friends
and I follow you for a while?
Sorry, babe, I got a date.
Dressed like that?
Meaning what?
Meaning you're, uh...
Meaning you're probably undercover,
or, uh...You got shitty taste.
I got to go.
I'm going with you.
You made an asshole out of me this morning.
You won't do it again.
Really?
Have a good evening.
¶ Hey! ¶
son of a bitch.
¶ When we met, the night was h0t ¶
¶ I knew then ¶
¶ I'd have to use everything I've got ¶
¶ we were wet ¶
¶ we were wild ¶
¶ out of time ¶
¶ oh, baby, didn't I blow your mind? ¶
¶ don't think about it ¶
¶ don't whisper, shout it... ¶
Carl.
Carl!
It's me.
¶ Don't think about it ¶
¶ don't whisper, shout it... ¶
don't start, ok?
One word, that's it for you.
Find out anything?
Not yet.
The night's still young.
You take that side. I'll take this side.
One fucking word, you're dead meat.
¶ I'm still shakin' ¶
¶ ecstasy is high ¶
¶ good vibrations ¶
¶ causin' us to climb ¶
¶ hard to take it ¶
¶ ooh, it's outta sight ¶
¶ yes, I'm spacin' ¶
¶ 'cause there's something rockin' in my world ¶
¶ replay this ¶
¶ but, baby, didn't I blow your mind? ¶
¶ there's a calm ¶
¶ before the storm ¶
¶ like a snow ¶
¶ in July when it's warm ¶
¶ can't decide ¶
¶ suicide, yeah ¶
¶ one more time ¶
¶ but, baby, didn't I blow your mind? ¶
¶ don't think about it ¶
¶ don't whisper, shout it ¶
¶ get to it ¶
¶ 'cause I blow your mind, do it every time ¶
¶ don't think about it ¶
¶ don't whisper, shout it ¶
¶ keeps blowin', keeps blowin' your mind ¶
¶ don't think about it... ¶¶
I found him.
Oh, yeah? Where?
A restaurant two blocks down across the street.
Let's get him.
I'll call you if I need you.
[Jukebox] ¶ on the edge of love ¶
¶ knowing how easy it is to fall... ¶
don't wear the black boots!
Go earn me some money.
¶ Hearts against the wall ¶
¶ here we stand, on the edge of love ¶
¶ knowing our dreams could be on the line ¶
¶ and running into truth and out of time... ¶¶
I beg your pardon,
but you look like my favorite actor.
Are you Richard gere?
Here, have a seat.
Oh, really?
Have a seat.
You like Richard gere?
I just love Richard gere!
I could introduce you to him.
Don't play with me.
We know each other from the old neighborhood.
You've got the finest legs I have seen
in this restaurant tonight.
You do something with your hair.
Oh, stop that!
This hair makes your eyes sing to me.
Those eyes, those legs--
you're an actress, aren't you?
Yes! How did you know?
The way you carry yourself.
Your body.
Jane Fonda.
Yes. Could you tell?
I mean, is it evident?
You're working on that body.
Can I get you a drink?
Yes, I'd like a cranberry juice
with a Tequila shot.
Cranberry juice and a Tequila shot for the lady.
With a body like yours, you have to be a star.
I can't believe you just--
I am telling you.
I tell you what.
Finish this. Take you to my place.
I have some blow that will set you free.
What are you talking about?
Blow. Flake. Buzz.
Colombian goo-goo dust.
We'll do a few lines.
I'll call some people I know.
I am telling you,
you have a future in this town.
I feel it in my bones.
Stop!
Trust me. This is your lucky night.
I'll open up a--
you'll open up something
you don't want to know.
What is that?
What?
That. Cold and hard.
That.
Cold and hard?
Oh, that!
That.
That's rad.
Rad?
Mm-hmm. Conrad. You're under arrest.
Fuck you, lady!
She's got a gun!
Oh!
Honey, get back!
Let's go!
Did you see it?
Lady...
Fuck! My ass!
Don't be such a crybaby.
Give me your hand.
What's wrong with you?
Don't be such a crybaby.
Hello, boys. I'm a police officer.
Please take this gentleman into the refrigerator
and hang him up with the sausages,
if you don't mind.
Come on, help me, you guys.
Ooh, cookies!
Cookies! God!
What's going on?
Nothing. Keep everybody cool.
I'll talk to you later.
Have a cookie. They're delicious.
Oh, that's wonderful!
It's so hard to find good help
like you gentlemen.
I want a doctor! Get me a doctor!
Why? It's only a flesh wound.
I'm bleeding! I've been shot!
I know, honey. I shot you.
Get me a doctor!
I'm bleeding to death!
You're not going to bleed to death.
I'm not?
No!
You might freeze, but...
Police.
Narcotics.
We got one guy in there.
The other went out the back. Hurry.
Aah! Are you crazy?
What's the matter, honey?
Jesus Christ, lady!
Hang in there.
What? What?
Foot patrol is here. You got five minutes.
Ok.
How's it going here?
Fine. How's it going out here?
Ok.
Is the food any good?
Yeah.
Great. We'll come back next week.
Hurry up.
Ok.
Get me down from here.
Hey, who was that?
Friends of mine from the coroner's office.
I invited them to take your body
in about 10 minutes.
You could alleviate all that
by just simply giving.
Give what?
Fatal beauty.
Fatal beauty? Ha ha ha!
This is funny, huh?
Beats me.
I beg your pardon?
You overplayed it, bitch.
You're in some serious shit now.
You know, there's two things in the world
I really hate--
a man with funky underarms,
and someone who calls me a bitch.
What do you think you got?
Try false arrest.
And you try this.
You try this.
You killed a friend of mine, charlene farr.
You know her?
Yeah!
You gave her bad dope.
Yes, I did. Yes!
Tell me where you got it,
or I'll blow your nuts off.
At a buy house
on ramparts and 13th street
from a guy named Raphael.
I swear! Don't shoot, ok?
See? All you have to do is be nice,
and good things come to you.
Is that you?
Y-y-yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, that's it! Yeah!
God, that's pitiful!
It only feels about that big.
I'd really be pissed if I were you.
You gonna get me down from here?
¶ Jimmy on my mind ¶
you gonna-- c-c-come on!
¶ Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy ¶
you are fuckin' crazy!
¶ Jimmy on my mind ¶¶
Jesus!
[Door shuts]
Come on, man!
Get out of here!
Get the fuck out of here, faggot!
I'll be back, man!
Come on, move it!
I'll pay you.
I'm gonna pay you!
Hey, man!
Come on, man!
Looking for something, pretty one?
Yeah. My friend Jimmy silver
told me if I stood here,
I might meet somebody named Raphael.
Jimmy silvers?
Oh, yeah!
Runs a taco stand over on bellflower.
Runs a line of girls out of Melrose.
I take you in for 20--
fatal beauty, the hottest bag around.
Epifanio get you anything.
Oh, yeah?
Right this way.
You're kind of cute.
Next week, I get you 40.
What do I have to do?
I don't know,
but it may be fun.
She wants to go in first.
I know that bitch.
That chinga is heat, man
all right.
Talk to you later.
Ah!
Look at them.
They want it-- the cure!
They want fatal beauty!
Hey, man, heat's here!
Where? Inside-- she's black
and dressed like a puta.
Come on, let's go.
[Coughing]
[Sniffling]
This baby's anxious.
She paid extra to go first.
Grams cost 80. 5s and 10s only.
I'll take a half.
Move!
Hey, man!
30,000.
40.
Pot's, right?
Mm-hmm.
You Raphael?
Maybe.
Why?
I thought we could talk about helping one another.
Yeah, sure.
You and every other chick
that comes in here.
Just take the stuff and blow.
I'm not talking sex.
I'm talking business.
I'd like to buy in quantity. Ha!
Can we discuss this
without everyone in the hallway hearing?
Ha ha ha!
I like your chain.
Yeah.
Ok.
It's going to be a minute.
Ok, goldilocks, what--
one word,
and I'm going to clear your sinuses.
Move it, here!
Hey!
Let's go!
What the hell's goin' on?
Ok, where's the black bitch?
In with Raphael.
Yah!
Argh! Uh!
Uh! Uh!
You're never getting out of here, bitch.
Not alive, anyhow.
[Cocks gun]
Neither are you, unless you talk.
Ha ha ha!
Earl, Earl! Up to the third floor,
down the fire escape.
Hey, where's he going?
Now, who are you fronting for?
Some crazies just out of vaccaville.
Names.
Hey, how should I--
but I could tell you where they are.
Oh, yeah? Where?
Ha.
Right outside that door,
getting ready to come in here
and blow your black ass away.
No!
Aah!
What the hell are you doing here?
Oh, I've missed you, too, rizzoli.
How exactly did you find me?
Transmitter under your bumper.
I've been following you since last night.
That's a nice outfit.
Oh, shit!
This is great, marshak.
[Noise]
Where'd everybody go?
Maybe they got a whiff of your perfume.
That's funny.
Almost hysterical, marshak.
[Rats squeak]
I've known you one day, rizzoli.
Already, my life is passing before my eyes.
Trust me, marshak, it's not a pretty sight.
What are you doing here, marshak?
I'm here to collect on my tire.
What does it take
to get on a first-name basis with you?
You might try minding your own business and not following me.
Right now, following you is my business.
If you don't like it,
you could always go home.
I would, but my boss worries about you.
He's worried that I'll find his drugs before he does.
Once I find them, I'll look for him, and I'll find him.
If you fuck with me, I'll find you, too.
Bullshit.
Yee-ahh!
Cover the hall.
Rizzoli, you ok?
Why? Scared I'm going to
find the drugs before you?
I'm telling you
I don't know anything about any blow.
[Door creaks]
[Creak]
Marshak!
You ok?
Yeah.
[Siren]
Marshak!
Yeah.
[Sirens]
Are you all right?
Yeah. I just fell on my ass, that's all.
Heat, Earl! All the fuck over.
[Helicopter]
Come on, rizzoli.
[Crack]
Shit.
Rizzoli?
Rizzoli.
Hi.
Oh!
I'm sorry to bother you.
This is father Martin at Mary star of the sea.
Some of the children were reading about detective rizzoli.
The entire fourth grade has written her a letter.
But the article did not say which hospital she--
oh, well, thank you very much,
and God bless you, too.
The cunt's at vista Verde.
Sorry. I didn't know you were busy. I'll come back later.
No, no, no, no, no, stay.
I was just leaving.
You marshak?
Jimenez, yeah?
[Door slams]
So how you doing, rizzoli?
Good.
Those the two you been after?
[Sighs] You know, marshak,
I'm not so good at saying stuff,
but I have to thank you.
It's my job, rizzoli.
Yeah. So what do you want?
What do you mean?
Why are you here?
I'm looking for peace, rizzoli.
Piece?
Piece of what, marshak?
Real nice, rizzoli.
Why don't you just open the package, huh?
Ain't nothin' going to jump out of here, is there?
Wow!
Told you I followed you that night.
God. This is really great.
Yeah.
I can't accept this.
What do you mean, can't accept it?
I said I can't accept it. Why not?
Because this is like taking a bribe from kroll.
Hey, lady, honest money bought this dress.
What I do for kroll is strictly legal.
You work for kroll. Kroll sells dope.
The money you make is dope money.
You bought this dress with dope money. Do you understand?
Maybe I do, maybe I don't.
Look, the man pays my salary.
Maybe I let it slide.
I'll be there in half an hour.
Dr. hart to room 1624. Dr. hart to room 1624.
Yeah, here it is.
Respiratory tech to o.B., please.
Freeze!
Aah!
Somebody get help!
Aah!
Everybody ok here?
What happened?
It's just my ankle.
When you say freeze, do people stop for you?
Yeah.
Doesn't work for me.
Doctor?
[Screech]
How's he doing?
He's got a sprained ankle.
Oh, good. What now?
I'm going home. He stays the night.
I'll give you a ride.
No, thanks. Got a quarter?
What do you mean, "no, thanks"?
You haven't got a car.
What's going on, rizzoli?
Yellow cab, please.
Hey.
What's wrong?
Give me the number to yellow cab.
You're what's wrong.
People are sticking shit up their nose,
and they're dying because people let it slide.
I got lunatics coming into a goddamn hospital
to shooe me over some bad drugs
because somebody let it slide.
You're what's wrong, marshak.
Get the fuck away from me, ok?
Dr. Madison, please call line one.
Hey, rizzoli.
Come on, rizzoli.
The world's gone to shit,
but it isn't all my fault!
Stay out of my face.
What do you want me to do about it?
Nothing.
Not a damn thing, marshak.
And you know why? Because you're a coward.
It's much safer to let it slide, right?
God help you if you ever
have to take a stand.
I do what I have to.
You're getting fat, kroll gets fatter,
and people keep on dying.
You listen!
You're an asshole, and you're a coward.
Now fuck off.
Hey, rizzoli.
Rizzoli!
Let me give you a ride home.
It's a two-hour walk from here, for chrissake.
Come on.
Let me give you a ride home.
I won't say a God damn word.
You won't say anything?
Nothing?
Not a God damn word. I'll just drive.
Oh, yeah. I really believe that.
¶ Mmmm ¶
¶ mm hmmm ¶
¶ mm mmm ¶¶
must you do that?
Hmm?
Sorry.
You look nice tonight, rizzoli.
Do something different with your hair?
Um-umm. Same--
damn.
Tricky. Very tricky.
Sorry, rizzoli--
for being such an asshole.
That's all right, marshak. I'll get used to it.
Bye.
Yeah.
Hey. What?
What about the dress?
No. I told you I...
[Cat meows]
[Meow]
What's the matter, rizzoli?
My cat's on the roof.
So, what, are you going to shoot him?
No. But my door is open. Cat's on the roof.
And my cat hates heights.
He's one of my many admirers.
Hey.
What are you doing here?
They're dead.
They're all dead.
¶ Red hot ¶
¶ baby, you're red hot, red hot ¶
¶ I need your love ¶¶
Jesus.
Jesus?
I mean, you let it slide, right, marshak?
You want to tell me what happened?
Well, um...
We were just having fun, that's all.
I mean...
We were just kicking back,
and the party was breaking up.
And, um...
I had this coke.
So we decided to do it up.
And it was supposed to have this radical buzz, right?
Anyway, I, um...
I decided I wanted to
take a jump in the pool first.
And they started without me.
I didn't know.
Otherwise I'd be just like them.
Zack... Where did you get the stuff?
From cecile.
Cecile?
Who's cecile?
She's my mom.
Match point, cecile.
In your face!
Great shot! Good, cecile.
Ha ha ha!
Better luck next time, huh?
Congratulations, Marty.
How about another set?
I have to go up to the house.
Hi, Cece. Did you get him?
Whipped his skinny butt.
Excuse me, Mrs. jaeger?
Deliveries around back.
Mrs. jaeger, I'm detective rizzoli.
I'm with narcotics.
I hardly mistook you for a guest
in your undercover suit by K-Mart.
That's really, really witty.
This is about your son.
What's he done now?
He's over at detox.
I hope they have better luck.
Excuse me, Mrs. jaeger?
Take your hand off.
Excuse me. My mistake.
Last night 10 of your son's friends od'd.
Your son says he got the stuff from you.
My son is a congenital liar.
Tennis, Cece?
Sure. 10 minutes.
That's real motherly.
Your kid's in detox, 10 kids are dead,
and you're meeting her in 10 minutes.
I'm sorry about my son.
I'm sorry about his friends.
Sure.
I've done everything I can.
Excuse me.
I hate to keep bothering you Mrs. jaeger, but...
There is more.
Listen to me, miss ravioli,
or whatever your name is.
You put your hand on me one more time,
you'll wish to hell you hadn't.
You know, you're right.
Why don't you just tell me
where you got the stuff from?
Mrs. jaeger?
Now you get out of my house!
Do you hear me? Get out!
Ohh!
Now, Mrs. jaeger, everybody knows
it's against the law to hit a police officer.
I'm afraid you're under arrest,
and I've got to read you your rights. Understand?
You have the right to remain silent.
You bitch!
Ow!
Oh, my God!
You have the right to speak with an attorney
and to have an attorney present during questioning.
Mrs. jaeger, I don't want to arrest you.
Just tell me where you get your stuff,
and I'll leave you alone.
That's all I need to know.
Come on.
I'm sorry about the window.
I don't like disrupting people's lives.
Just tell me where you buy your stuff.
You won't get away with this! Are you--
what is your problem?!
I come over here to tell you about your kid, and what do you do?
God damn! Get your hands off me!
You throw crap at me.
Excuse me, excuse me.
Shit, Rita, what are you doing?
Thank you.
Hit her! Hit her! Take her. Go.
Ow!
I can't let you go anywhere without me.
Somebody get her! Don't let her go!
Well, get her! Don't let--
damn, marshak.
I cannot believe that I hit this woman that way.
I can't believe that you would encourage me to do that.
I think she needed hitting.
You want some coffee?
Yeah, thanks.
Make yourself at home.
Thank you.
Hey, how do you take your coffee?
Black.
Oh.
[Telephone rings]
Hello?
When?
Yeah, uh...
Yeah, you call.
No, you do it.
All right.
Just let me have some coffee,
and I'll be fine.
Maybe you'd rather have some juice, huh?
You want juice? Coffee's fine.
All right. We'll make coffee.
Or something to drink, maybe whiskey?
Rizzoli, what's the matter? Nothing!
I'll just make you a drink.
Mom always told me to be a good host.
You want a drink? Just tell me what you want.
I know how to take care of people. I'm real good at this.
Take your glass-- I don't want a drink, rizzoli.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I'll get you some coffee.
It's no big deal.
I just want you to know you're welcome in my house,
and how pleased I am that you're kind enough
to come all this way with me,
because you think I'm a nice person and pretty responsible.
So what do I do? You want me to go?
No, I-I don't want you to go.
I just want to know what's happening.
What's going on? Talk to me.
I got four dead kids at the grammar school.
8, 9, 10, and 12.
Dead by fatal beauty.
I guess they wanted me
to call his mother and tell her,
but I can't, you know. I don't know what to say.
Because I'm kind of responsible
for trying to get this stuff off the streets.
You know, every time I take one out...
Every time I think I'm this close,
I got more people... Gone, you know.
I got little kids dying, I got fucking teenagers,
and adults and old people and everybody.
But I just don't know what to do, man.
I'm really tired.
So what are you going to do?
Be a quitter?
You blame yourself?
You're going to accept the responsibility
for all that shit out there or what?
Now, please.
Don't talk to me about responsibility.
Because I'm responsible, you know.
You want to talk about stuff like this?
I'll tell you, man.
I was not a pretty kid.
I knew that.
My mother never let me forget,
because I come from pretty people.
People who don't say boo. But I fucked up.
I had a baby. Didn't have no husband.
Didn't even have an "o" after the number.
Just one-four.
You know, I was 14,
I started going out with this guy
who I found out went out with me on a dare.
[Sighs]
I don't think I ever got over that.
I couldn't see no way to get people to like me.
And then I discovered drugs.
Now, drugs, I could hang out.
I could party, I could dance,
I could go to bed with people,
I could be funny,
I could be pretty, you know?
And I thought, nirvana.
I found nirvana, you know.
And I did them for a long time.
And this pretty little baby kind of kept growing and got cute.
Oh, man, she was so sweet. All she did was hug.
She'd hug you and say, "I love you."
That's all she did.
But when you're high, it doesn't matter,
you know?
And I came in one day after making a run,
and I get in and my stash was gone through.
And I'm looking around, and it didn't occur to me
that there was something else wrong in the house.
Ok, I'm looking for the stuff,
and it's all over the floor.
My shit is gone.
Then the phone rings.
It's a guy down at the pool,
calling me to tell me that my...Daughter...
Was dead...
Because she got into my shit.
When I think back now,
I think of all these little kids, you know,
who don't want anything but to...To be looked at
as somebody special, somebody worthwhile.
You want to tell them this ain't the way,
but you can't, because they don't listen.
They don't fucking listen, man.
So they just keep dying.
Oh, rizzoli.
It's ok.
It's ok, baby.
It's okay.
[Telephone rings]
Hey, marshak.
Yoo-hoo! Can you get the phone for me, please?
Hi, it's Rita. If you have a message,
leave it after the tone.
Hey, marshak!
Rizzoli, I've talked to captain McKay.
He didn't mind you blowing away that scumbag... Mike?
Or hanging the pimp up in some meat locker...
Mike?
But when you invade a woman's home
and punch her out in front of her guests,
you've gone too damn far. He wants to see you now.
I don't mind telling you, rizzoli--
[telephone rings]
Hello?
Detective rizzoli, sorry to bother you.
This is cecile jaeger, Zack's mother.
How'd you get this number?
At the detoxification center.
It's about Zack.
What happened?
He...Well...
They're ready. I'll be right here.
I'd better go.
What happened?
He cut his wrists last night.
Could you come down here? Please?
Yeah, I'll be right there.
Good evening, ma'am. Excuse me, please.
Thank you for coming.
How's he doing?
They don't know yet.
One break--at least we have the same blood type.
I was...
The reason I called is...Is I want to help.
Hmm. You really want to help?
Tell me who you buy from.
Have a seat.
His name is Denny miflin.
A young man, attractive, blond.
Know where I can find him tonight?
He'll be at kroll Plaza tonight about 7:00.
He always wears a white turtleneck.
Anything else?
Yes. He'll be making a pickup
from his suppliers tonight.
They'll do it in some store.
I don't know how they work.
Thank you very much.
Keep me posted, huh?
I will.
You've been terrific.
Yeah.
Terrific.
Balloons!
Mommies and daddies, come and get some balloons
for the kiddies.
Complimentary balloons.
Balloons! We got red ones, white ones, blue ones!
A gram.
100 bucks.
Yeah.
Flowerpot.
You better go get that blow from those kids, Carl.
It's rizzoli.
Will you be all right?
Yeah, but hurry.
And, for God's sakes, take off that tie.
Mr. kroll had better know.
See what her friend is up to.
Out of the way!
Freeze! Huh?
Give me the dope.
Give me the drugs!
Do you like my tie?
Mm-hmm. Uh-uh.
Don't make me repeat myself. Do you like my tie?
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Get out of here!
Ah!
Uh-huh.
Something's going on.
Maybe I know what it is.
Those two guys from the mug shots
just came out of LA baguette.
Nova and Skinner.
It's got to be.
Take them out.
Try to avoid trouble if you can.
Go, Marty.
Her, too.
You got a problem, Mike?
No.
I got no problem.
Excuse me.
Now.
[Balloon pops] Hey, what an asshole!
Let's see the stuff.
Denny, let's see that stuff.
Check it out.
Here's 10 grand. Count it.
All right, Leo?
Here's 20.
Uh--
don't make a sound, or we're both dead.
Listen to me, God damn it.
The shit's about to hit the fan.
It's a wipeout.
All of them and you, too.
Do you believe me now?
I was a fool not to.
Shit, rizzoli, we're all entitled to make mistakes.
Yeah.
Uhh!
Come on!
Uhh!
Aaah!
[Gunshots]
Denny?
Stop.
Come on, move!
Move!
Fuck!
Ready?
Go on, quick, do it!
Hey!
Come on, come on.
Earl, come on, let's go! Let's go!
Follow me in.
Yaa! Yaa! Yaa!
It won't move. Forget it.
Wait. Here, here.
Shh! Come on.
Aah!
There she is!
Harry, she's in the next aisle!
Shit!
O.K., I'll fire, you go past. Go!
I'm going to go here.
[Gunfire]
[Click click]
Bitch!
[Crash!]
Shhh...
Hey, bitch!
You're fucking meat!
Hey, bitch!
I'm coming!
I got you!
Got you!
Hey, bitch!
I got you! You're meat!
Hey, bitch!
I'm coming!
I got you!
[Creak]
Ha ha ha!
[Gunshot]
You know, marshak, it's getting to the point
where I'm glad to see you.
You're too fickle for me, rizzoli.
Will you be all right
by yourself for a while?
Get that son 0f a bitch.
You're on.
[Crying]
Well, well, well.
Nice to see you again, Mr. kroll.
Are you being sincere, rizzoli?
Surprise.
Think so?
[Sniffs]
Kevlar, bitch! Ha ha!
Aah!
Smith and Wesson, asshole.
Hey, what happened?
It looks like all hell broke loose here.
Hey... How you doing?
Good.
Guess I'll be going away for a while.
Yeah, but the good news is,
I'll be waiting for you when you get out.
Hang in there, babe.
Everything's going to be fine.
You're going to be fine.
¶ Runnin' for your life ¶
¶ you've got to turn around, baby ¶
¶ time to leave it all behind ¶
¶ walkin' on the edge ¶
¶ with everything that's sad ¶
¶ hard to know who's wrong or right ¶
¶ I think it's criminal ¶
¶ mmmm ¶
¶ I say it's criminal ¶
¶ you got to lay it on the line ¶
¶ now, every single time ¶
¶ you never get a second chance ¶
¶ 'cause these are hard ¶
¶ times ¶
¶ we're living in ¶
¶ caught up in a world of winners and losers ¶
¶ ruled by the luck of the draw ¶
¶ spinning in the whirlwind ¶
¶ see you on the news ¶
¶ you know you got to stand or fall ¶
¶ I think it's criminal ¶
¶ you know it's criminal ¶
¶ I'll tell you once or twice ¶
¶ I'm needing some advice ¶
¶ 'cause they got me up against the wall ¶
¶ 'cause these are hard ¶
¶ times ¶
¶ we're living in ¶
¶ it's criminal ¶
¶ I think it's a crime ¶
¶ criminal ¶
¶ life on the line ¶
¶ it's criminal ¶
¶ I think it's a crime ¶
¶ criminal ¶
¶ doin' time ¶
¶ got no alibi ¶
¶ I got nowhere to hide, baby ¶
¶ there's nowhere to run ¶
¶ trouble every time ¶
¶ you think I'd lose my mind ¶
¶ but, baby, we're just havin' fun ¶
¶ I think it's criminal ¶
¶ yeah, I say it's criminal ¶
¶ yeah, yeah, yeah ¶
¶ runnin' out of time ¶
¶ just lookin' for a sign ¶
¶ maybe someday the sun will shine ¶
¶ 'cause these are hard ¶
¶ times ¶
¶ we're living in ¶
¶ it's criminal ¶
¶ I think it's a crime ¶
¶ criminal ¶
¶ life on the line ¶
¶ it's criminal ¶
¶ I think it's a crime ¶
¶ criminal ¶
¶ doin' time ¶
¶ it's criminal ¶
¶ I think it's a crime ¶
¶ criminal ¶
¶ life on the line ¶
¶ it's criminal ¶
¶ I think it's a crime ¶
¶ criminal ¶
¶ doin' time ¶
¶ got no alibi ¶
¶ I got nowhere to hide, baby ¶
¶ there's nowhere to run ¶
¶ trouble every time ¶
¶ you think I'd lose my mind ¶
¶ but, baby, we're just having fun ¶
¶ I think it's criminal ¶
¶ yeah, I say it's criminal ¶
¶ yeah, yeah, yeah ¶
¶ runnin' out of time ¶
¶ just lookin' for a sign ¶
¶ maybe someday the sun will shine ¶
¶ 'cause these are hard ¶
¶ times ¶
¶ we're living in ¶
¶ it's criminal ¶
¶ I think it's a crime ¶
¶ criminal ¶
¶ doing time ¶
¶ it's criminal, criminal... ¶¶