Back in the '70s, every cop wanted out of the city.
But the only cops allowed to live outside New York were transit cops
because the Transit Authority was also run by Jersey and Connecticut.
So these guys I knew at the 37,
they started pulling overtime at subway stations
and got the city to declare them auxiliary transit cops.
They bought some land in Jersey,
got some cheap loans from people they knew.
They made themselves a place where the shit couldn't touch them.
That's what they thought, anyway.
Every precinct has its cop bar.
A private club.
All blue.
No civilians.
For the 37, there was the Four Aces,
just across the river.
They hired this local hero to be their sheriff.
A wannabe who couldn't get on the force on account of his bad ear.
So this Armenian guy...
He's from the other side over there. He tells her that she's dead, right?
- She's gonna be dead by morning. - Right.
- So he drops this box off at her place. - And they call you guys.
- They call Bomb Squad. - We go in there, we x-ray it on-scene.
And we can't see anything in there. So...
...I cut a little hole in it. I can see there's something in there.
I... I see that there's some white fuzz. There's something pink.
I can't figure out what it is.
Suddenly, I realize I am looking at a tongue.
- Shit. - Big, fat tongue sticking out at me.
- No way. - Yes. The guy put a goat's head in there.
This at the end of the 20th century.
I mean, H. G. Wells, he'd turn over in his grave
to think at the start of a new millennium,
- some Iranian guy would be... - Armenian. Armenian guy.
Some Armenian would be delivering a goat's head to the woman that he loves.
- People are... - It's a backward culture there.
Let me tell you, we're all backwards, Berta.
You know, our machines are all modern and shit. But our minds?
Our minds are primitive.
Our minds are primitive, Berta.
Hey.
I gotta go home, baby.
All right. I'm just waiting on a call, okay?
No, no, no. I gotta... I gotta pick up the car.
- You know, I... This is not... - Monica, sit down.
You have no authority.
Yeah, yeah, fine.
His dad will not let the family relationship
get in the way of a good business.
It's quiet tonight, huh, Freddy?
It's quiet.
Everyone's at that bachelor party across the river.
Hey, Figgsy, you got any quarters?
Hey, hey, how you doing?
Sorry, Freddy.
Hey.
I was wondering if you'd be able to come by.
Yeah.
The Four Aces, where else?
Shit.
Damn it.
Two kind of people in this world:
Pinball people and video-game people.
You, Freddy, you're pinball people.
- Always got something to say, Figgsy. - Come on.
Freddy, Freddy, Freddy.
Freddy, Freddy.
Come on.
Come on, come on, come on.
It's bedtime, sheriff.
You all right to drive? You sure?
Positive.
Take it easy, Freddy.
Take it easy.
It was not lady luck that Jim Maloney found in Atlantic City.
It was the cops.
The 30-year-old native of the Caribbean island of Antigua
was captured in a casino just days after an aspiring rap artist was fatally beaten
in a Queens convenience store.
Sources have filled in some of the blanks for 1010 WINS,
- saying Maloney was... - Shit.
You all right? Take it easy, take it easy.
I apologize.
Magilla Gorilla. You fucking ape.
Mikey.
- I'm out. - Where you going?
- Getting out of here. I love her. - All right. Yeah.
- I do, I love her. - Make a hell of a partner.
- Russ. - Take care, Superboy.
- You my man, Superboy. - You my man, Russ.
- All right, keep it up, man. - You guys, take it easy.
- Davy. - Hey.
Can you dispose of this legally, please?
- See you tomorrow, man. - I don't like bachelor parties.
See you back in Jersey.
Shit.
Goddamn it.
Fuck.
Shit.
You understand? You can do it, just... You have to fuck the wrong stuff you ate.
- Jesus. - Frankie?
Jesus Christ. What are you guys doing?
You're giving me a heart attack over here.
Hey, Superboy, what do you say, kid?
- You all right, Jackie? - Yeah, I'm fine.
Yeah?
All right. I'll see you guys tomorrow, man. You're like creepers back here.
Thanks, kid. Be careful driving.
Giants leading it 10 to 6 as they move to the bottom of the 7th inning.
In a game characterized by big rallies,
the Giants scored seven times in the 1st inning on...
- What the fuck? - The Yankees lost to the Angels today.
Chili Davis hit two-run-homers from either side...
Hey.
Pull over. N.Y.P.D. Pull over.
Hey, you hear me? Pull over.
No.
Fuck.
Shit.
Fuck. Cocksucker.
Freddy?
Traffic incident?
Bullshit.
What's up, man? These guys were shot, like, six times.
Hey, just shut up and do your fucking job.
Fucking nurse.
What do you got?
I got four vials of crack here and a pipe, but that's it.
Russell, what you're thinking, swallow it.
Guy saved five babies out in Red Hook, all right?
That's right. Black babies.
Mashed potatoes don't mean gravy.
I'm on the bridge.
Is Babitch there?
Yeah, I see him.
- Take care of it. - All right.
- Uncle Ray. Uncle Ray. - Calm down.
I saw a gun.
I swear to God, he took a shot at me. I'm telling you. They took a shot at me.
Stay right here with us, all right?
I mean, Tunney didn't even get the grand jury for shit like this.
Fuck the G.J., you're Superboy.
You saved what,
six black babies? Come on, kid. That shit plays.
- Three babies. Three babies. - Hey, one at a time, please.
I got PA on another channel, the mayor's office, assistant DA,
press up the yin-yang.
The only reason they're not here now is we got gridlock
from the Cross Bronx to the Palisades.
There's no gun.
You didn't see it, Jack?
- You can't find it? - Flake it.
No, no, listen, I heard a shot.
- I heard a shot. I saw a gun. - In my trunk in the Grand Union bag.
I heard a shot, Leo. Listen...
The kid had a steering-wheel lock in his hand.
Your tire blew.
You fucked up. And you wasted a pair of shitbags
who aren't worth the hair in the crack of your ass.
So you cool it with the patty-cake morality.
Because without me, kid, those stiffs will put you in a room
where you will fuck your uncle and everything he's built.
Hey, Leo.
The black van's gonna be here in a minute and I haven't done shit.
- And what I'm doing is highly... - Sympathetic.
- Yeah, damn right. - It is.
- Ray, we don't have to do this. - Calm down.
Fuck, Ray.
- Baby. Hey, we got it. - Listen to me, I'm not gonna say anything.
Look at that, huh?
- We got it. - Yo, yo, yo.
What the fuck are you doing, man?
I found their piece.
- He found their piece. - Oh, Jesus.
- That wasn't there. - What?
- It was under the floor mat. - Bullshit, man. You can't do that.
- Shut the fuck up. - Do what? It was underneath the mat.
- What the fuck are you doing? - Hey, hey.
- Fuck you. - You put it down.
I told you not to do it like this, Ray.
- I told you. - What's your fucking...
- It was underneath the fucking... - Take it easy.
- Hey, give that back. - Take care of their own business.
- Take my fucking shield away from me. - Fuck you.
- Hey, put it down. - Hey, Jack.
What, you gonna shoot me?
Put it down, chico.
"Chico" this, motherfucker.
- Fuck. - What?
Frankie, get me started up.
What the fuck you gonna do?
Kiss my ass.
Hey, hey, hey.
Oh, my God.
- It's not worth it, kid. - Oh, my God, Leo.
Leo. Jesus, he jumped.
Oh, my God.
He jumped.
- He jumped. - Murray.
Somebody shine a light down there.
He just hit the water and he went down.
Davis? Where's Davis?
I want Aviation, I want Harbor,
- I want some illumination. - Stupid kid.
Oh, my God. We got a man over the fucking GW.
How long's the car gonna take?
Lenny won't know till the parts guy gets in.
Just take the number two.
What'd you tell Lenny about the accident?
- Chasing a speeder. - What?
Sheriff was chasing a speeder.
Our top story on 1010 WINS,
a fatal shootout on the GWB and a cop's suicide.
Harbor Patrol continues searching the Hudson River
for the body of Officer Murray "Superboy" Babitch. Babitch leapt off...
Hey, hey, put it out.
...an apparent suicide, after engaging in a high-speed chase...
Fucking asshole.
There's no way that guy jumped, man.
There's no fucking way.
Controversy swirls around events on the bridge.
Officer, how can you testify that Superboy jumped off that bridge
when you didn't see him jump?
I mean, I'm looking at your statement right here
that you filled out at 0200 hours.
Wait a minute. I'm gonna object because we went through this.
Now, he's been up all night.
I mean, how many times you gonna ask the same question?
Let me ask you another question, brother.
Have you ever been to Garrison, New Jersey?
- What kind of question is that? - Counselor.
Have you ever been to Garrison, New Jersey?
You think those white boys on that bridge are your friends?
Now, come on. Please. I object to this.
- You think you the Mod Squad? - I'm offended by this.
- All right, all right. Ray Donlan. - All right, all right, listen.
He doesn't tell us what we wanna know, he's gonna lose his job.
That's about as simple as I can make it.
He's gonna lose his fucking job. All right?
Do you want that?
What do you take us for? A bunch of fucking morons, huh?
What is the matter with you?
Okay, all due respect, but I think he was really saying...
All right, you be quiet. You be quiet. Shut up.
If you don't mind my French, all right? You be quiet.
He's off the force if he does not start answering questions.
You wanna save your ass? Start giving us answers.
And I'll tell you something. We know anyway.
So do yourself a favor and stop fucking around.
It's Gratto.
Murray, get down.
- It's Freddy's new girl. - Cover yourself.
Hi, could you turn your engine off for me?
I got the air on.
- You on the job? - No, we're coming from Forest Hills.
I'm John McEnroe. That's Jimmy Connors.
Is your license in there? Can you pull it out for me, please?
- This is a school zone. - Oh, Christ.
Listen, Miss Betts. You're new, right?
Yes, I'm new here, but I'm not new on the job.
- I was a municipal deputy in Elmira. - Freddy. Freddy.
You see, officer, in Garrison,
when the car you're gonna tag has got a PDA sticker,
I'd advise you to think to yourself:
"Hey, that's one of the good guys.
I think I'll go catch me a bad guy."
If we didn't pull over PD, there wouldn't be any violations in this town.
The problem in this town ain't the people that live here.
- It's the element that visits. - Is this the new car, Ray? It's nice.
- We didn't recognize it. - Freddy, I wanna go home.
- Tell this cupcake to heel. - Okay, that's not necessary.
Cindy.
Well, listen, take care, guys. See you later.
Hey, what happened to you, Freddy?
This fender-bender.
She's kind of cute.
Dispatch.
Hi.
Can I call you back? Bye.
- You okay? - Yeah, I'm fine. I got it.
Dispatch.
No, no, that's the next town over. You called Garrison.
Right, the town with all the police.
What are you gonna do with Superboy? You gotta stash him someplace, man.
We lie low.
Hey, Moe.
Hey, Ray.
Sorry to hear about your nephew.
Yeah, he was a good kid.
We were up all night with it.
I know you need to talk to me.
I'll come in next week sometime, how's that?
Jackie here's coming in early for you. Tomorrow.
- All right, Jackie. Moe Tilden. - Yeah, hey.
- Moe Tilden. - Yeah, Frankie Lagonda.
- What house? - I'm in the 37.
You been there long?
- Maybe too long, huh? - Too long, right.
Moe here was my classmate at the academy.
Back in the day,
before he fell in love with this redhead at IA, and transferred.
Is that how it went, Ray?
So, what brings you to our fair city? Checking up on us?
I heard it was a way of life out here. Thought I'd check it out for myself.
What are we, like the Amish now?
See you around.
You fucking rat.
Shit.
I thought you gave me a ticket.
You the sheriff?
Thought you gave me a tick...
One second.
Hey, hey, Gordon, that's it. Knock it off. Let him go.
Asshole.
Just let him go. Now, everyone go on down to the park. Go on.
Go on before I kick your ass.
Get on.
Sorry.
How long you been a sheriff?
- Ten years. - That's great.
I see there's a lot of city cops here.
- Oh, yeah. A lot of cops. - Great gig.
I like it.
Well, I don't wanna waste your time. Let me give you my card.
It's a special unit in the city.
If you ever wanna talk about anything, it's all confidential.
Okay.
Nice to meet you.
Ray, that fuck Tilden shows up here with that grin.
Freddy's new girl pulls us over.
I mean, someone's talking.
I say it's Figgs.
Man, we got some loose ends.
I'm sorry. Oh, Jesus.
- I'm sorry. - Oh, that's okay. I heard voices.
I was gonna have the base call you back anyway.
Freddy!
Look what you found.
She's gonna be so happy. Her daddy won it for her at the fair last year,
- and I left it on top of the car. - I know, I saw from my window.
It's awful about Ray's nephew.
What happened to your nose?
Oh, a little accident. I was just chasing a speeder.
Mommy, I made some...
Look what the sheriff found.
Remember how you were crying for that today?
Freddy, do you want some coffee?
No, I'm fine. Thanks, Liz.
- I got a little bit on me. - You got a little bit on you, didn't you?
Come here. Okay, all right. You know what?
I have to get something and clean this off.
Okay, now we got it on both of us. Isn't that nice?
I'm gonna go get a washcloth, okay?
All right, now you just finish.
You just draw a rainbow. Enough with the sparkles. I'll be right back.
All right?
Well, I was gonna call you.
Not you, one of your guys.
Why? What's up?
Oh, someone's been dumping garbage, garbage bags.
Is that them?
Just one of them. The rest are mine.
I don't tell Joey, because then he thinks he's gotta deal with it.
Not that he doesn't think much of the local... About you guys.
I'll take care of it, it's okay. He's got the city to worry about, right?
Anyway...
What's the point with the black garbage bag?
Well, it's just that I found your phone bill in a black garbage bag down the street.
So, what if I said I didn't know where it came from?
I'd take your word for it, Rose.
- Is Ray home? - No, he's taking care of our little visitor.
My garbage gets picked up every Tuesday.
All right, well, thanks for your time, Rose.
You tell Joey that he should come and talk to me if he thinks I got no right.
Rose, I wanna believe you when you tell me something.
- Did you dump these bags or not? - Freddy, this isn't a law problem, okay?
You tell Joey Randone if he does not like my garbage,
well, then, he should stop soiling my sheets.
You gonna tell Ray about this?
Hey, Ray.
What's up, Freddy?
Decided to give me that ticket?
No.
Somebody's been dumping garbage.
Oh, a felony.
What's wrong, officer?
I'd like to see the license and registration.
- Just asking... - We just came to get a view of the city.
I don't believe this.
It'll be all right, don't worry.
They're just a couple over. I'm checking docs.
We get pulled over for watching the sunset?
- I'll sit. - All right. Roger that.
Don't worry.
We just drove down to get a look at the city.
- Can'tget her... - I don't understand.
I mean, this city is bad enough, I'm telling you.
But this is just crazy, just plain and simple, plain and simple.
- Racist ass motherfucking pig. - We came here to watch the view.
- Speeding, my ass. - And you pull this?
Goddamn.
Do you know the meaning of the word "harassment"?
That's what this is, you know.
It was Rose, wasn't it?
Liz, if you want me to, I'll talk to him.
Why? You didn't marry him.
No.
But I'm your friend.
Freddy, look, I gotta go.
And let me be clear:
It was the system that drove Murray "Superboy" Babitch off that bridge.
Murray Babitch was a hero cop.
He deserved a fair hearing,
but he knew this would not happen, not in this city.
Activist Cyril Johns met the parents of the slain teens
calling for a human blockade on the bridge tomorrow.
A drunk cop jumps off a bridge.
That does not erase the murder of two black children.
Attending the Yankee game, Mayor Farelli
responded to reports of cops attempting to plant evidence on the bridge.
We are looking into it. There may have been some irregularity
on the bridge, but as I say, we are looking into it.
No more comments, please.
I'm here to enjoy the game with my wife. Thank you.
- Big Yankee fan. - That's your boss. Are you kidding?
You'll never get another raise in your life.
Who's gonna tell him?
Wanna see something really cool?
The diagonal rule.
Diagonal rule.
"Red light, don't fight, you make a right."
It's more important than the golden rule.
If Superboy knew that, he'd still be alive, Freddy.
Yo. Yo, yo.
Freddy, I heard you saved Ollie the Turtle today.
- What happened to your nose? - Nothing. I just had a little accident.
Listen, Joey, there's something we should probably talk about if you got some time.
What?
Just something we should, if you have a few minutes.
Pretty Boy Joey, betting against the Bulls.
What is that? What are you, some kind of high roller?
Fuck you, Figgs. I had 12 points.
Against the five-time NBA champs? What kind of bet is that?
You know, you night guys, you watch way too much Oprah,
- when you should be catching your Z's. - At least I'm not the one
sniffing my money away.
That was your inner child making that wager, Joey.
Little boy Joey, with the little Met poster taped above his bed.
Really? Tell you what, Figgs, why don't you do me a favor?
Come on over here, unzip me, pull out my inner child and take a bite, baby.
Bite it hard and bite it thick.
- Fuck you. - No, fuck you.
Dumb fuck like that PD. How's that make you feel, Freddy?
- I don't care. - Yeah? You like eating doughnuts?
Look, Freddy, I say it's okay to be jealous.
You saved this girl's life, right? From it, from risking yourself,
from saving her sorry ass, you go deaf as a result.
- In one ear. - In one ear.
Then you have to watch as this girl you saved,
this beauty queen, marries this cocksucker.
And you with your ear? You can't even get a desk on the force.
Right? You're fucked.
Be jealous, Freddy. Let it out. I would.
Purge. Cleanse yourself. Fucking cleansing.
Del. Del, let me have another beer. I gotta go, Freddy.
Thanks. School's in session. See you later.
This guy bets against the Bulls.
- How's the little woman? - Good.
No one wants to get involved in your personal life, Gary.
But just because you're undercover,
now that don't mean people aren't watching you.
What's going on here? I mean, this is fucking bullshit.
This is bullshit. What is this, omerta, huh?
Listen, if IA's gonna fucking hang me by the balls,
it ain't gonna be over some missing evidence.
Figgsy, you been a cop 12 years.
Six grams missing, it's not a white socks violation, babe. Come on.
You bought that big old house. Maybe you're trying to get out from under.
- Hey, Jack. - What the fuck's up your ass?
Are you telling me you're getting by without gravy? Any of you?
I was putting out Ray's fires when you were still
sucking on your mama's titties, so just back the fuck off, all right?
So, what do you want? You wanna toss me? What?
- You can't... - Sit down, Gary.
No. Tell me what's going on. This is bullshit.
Even better, why don't you get the fuck out?
Fuck you, you fucking child. Just back the fuck off.
Yeah, well, at least I'm not shacking with no Rican whore.
You're supposed to fuck them, Gary, not open up a methadone clinic.
- Hey, Figgsy, get the hell off him. - Hey, hey, hey.
- Come on. - That's too much now.
- Hey, hey, hey. - I'll get you. Come here.
- Gary. - Fuck you.
You got a problem with me helping a girl in trouble? You got a problem with that?
- Figgsy. - No, you're a fucking humanitarian.
Come here, come here. You think you're so fucking bad, huh?
- God. - Come on, come here. You see this?
Look at Tunney. You see him? That was my fucking partner. That was a cop!
Enough. Let go of him, Figgsy.
Go home.
You all right, Jack? Let me look at you.
Don't shut me out, Ray.
You found us a sweet little town. You got us the low interest and I'm grateful.
But don't forget who it was that you came to two years ago to cover your ass.
- Get him out of here, Freddy. - Come on.
It's not my fault that you can't look at him.
You sit in this chair with your back to him. You want it to go away but I'm still here.
In for a penny, in for a pound.
Don't shut me out, Ray.
- I'll take care of it, Ray. - This is bullshit.
- I'm getting the fuck out of this town. - Jesus Christ.
- Open the door. - You wanna play games?
Liz, open the door. I want the door op...
I want... I want...
Open it now.
- Shut up. - Why don't you go up the street
and get into bed with Rose and Ray?
- Why don't you try that? - Liz, open the goddamn door now.
- Idiot. - Open it now.
Freddy, go home. Everything is just hunky-dory. Please, go.
- Mind if we check up on Liz? - Yes, I do. I mind.
I said I mind, Freddy.
- Joey, I had it, okay? - I'm gonna get the kit.
Liz, it's Freddy.
Does Ray know?
Freddy, does Ray know?
- Hi, Freddy. - Are you okay?
Well, your Uncle Freddy is here to rescue you again.
Liz, maybe you and the baby need a place to stay, let him cool off.
I could take you over to the Ramada. Do you want me to do that?
He didn't do anything. I hit him with a bottle.
Freddy.
- His girlfriend was in the basement. - So where's Figgs?
I called him at the precinct. He's on his way.
No.
We got no pressure. I wish there was still water in that tower over there.
Give me a hand with the hose.
- Monica, can you hear me? - Oh, my God. Oh, my God, Monica.
Baby, what were you doing in there?
I came back to see you. I needed some...
I wanted to see you, but you weren't there.
I was working. I was working.
Monica. No, baby.
We're losing her. We're losing her.
Oh, my God.
Fucker's getting payback.
- Who is? - Ray, who do you think?
Lenny said it wasn't suspicious. He said it was electrical.
Figgsy? Look at me, Figgsy.
Did you call in?
I'm not on till Tuesday.
I'll call in. Buy you a couple weeks.
In a cemetery practically reserved for cops,
you come across the tombstone of Officer Glenn Tunney. You may recall his case.
He was murdered in his jail cell awaiting the grandjury. Two years later, d? vu.
Another hero cop, Murray Babitch is his name, dubbed Superboy,
unwilling to trust the system that destroyed his friend,
jumps from the George Washington Bridge.
- There's Freddy. - How you doing?
Freddy.
Maybe we should go up there.
- Freddy. Freddy. - I'll be right back.
I want you to meet the head of the Patrolmen's Defense Association.
Oh, yeah? Great.
Vincent? Vincent Lassaro, I'd like you to meet Sheriff Freddy Heflin.
You did a good job here, a great job,
- real nice. - Thank you.
- Freddy's a hell of a guy. - Oh, good, great.
He was trying to get on the force for years but he had this problem with his ear.
- You're not a lip reader, are you? - No. It's just this one ear.
- I was a kid, I had this accident. - Call me. You know, I mean,
Ray Donlan puts his thumb in the air... It's not the force, but I got my own people.
- Okay, let's go. - Call me.
Is he serious?
Freddy, my boy, that is how things happen. See you later.
Detail. Ten-hut.
"Eternal God our Father, the Lord of our life and death,
we acknowledge thee in all our ways and in all events which befall us.
- Lift us above the shadow and sadness - What's in the coffin?
- of mortality into the light of thy presence. - His uniform.
Then in thy great mercy grant us a safe lodging and a holy rest
and peace at last through Jesus Christ, our Lord. Amen.
Unto God's gracious mercy and protection we commit you.
The Lord bless you and keep you.
The Lord make his face to shine upon you and be gracious unto you.
The Lord lift up his countenance upon you
and give you peace both now and forevermore. Amen."
- Hey, sheriff, how you doing? - How you doing?
This is Detective Carson.
- How's it going? - Come on in. It's your office.
That there is Manny Cardoza and his brother. They're drug runners.
I didn't know they allowed classical music in Jersey.
Who's this?
- Toy Torillo. You heard of him? - Oh, yes.
I don't know how you do it, sheriff.
Keeping all these Hessians in line. All blue, everybody packing, all together.
One door down from the next. The wives borrowing the sugar.
It's like you're the sheriff of Copland.
Look at this.
See, sheriff, I got a sticky problem.
My jurisdiction ends in a sense at the George Washington Bridge.
But half the men I watch live beyond that bridge where no one's watching.
I'm watching.
I can see that. You got a crime rate here of about what?
Lowest in northern New Jersey.
Yeah, you got Hoboken and Jersey City over here, Newark.
Well, we try to do a good job with what we have.
With a staff of three? No, sheriff.
What you got here is a town that scares the shit out of certain people.
Lieutenant, I told you, I'm watching. I mean, if you look around,
you see none of these people are wearing silk shirts.
Their pools are above ground, you know.
You raise your family somewhere decent, I guess that's a crime now.
Come on, lieutenant, look around.
This is a town with a population of a thousand people.
- Close. - And 30 families are cops. That's it.
Not all cops are dirty.
I'm not saying they are.
You know, sheriff, I went to the same academy as our friend out there.
Who, Ray?
Yeah, he was a beauty.
He was a real collar man.
But I don't know, something happened to him along the way.
You mind if I sit down?
We buried a suit today.
That doesn't bother you?
He jumped off the GWB.
Yeah, but his body never hit the water.
That doesn't bother you?
What does? That I investigate cops?
Being a man who always pined to be a cop?
I am a cop.
Pined to be N.Y.P.D.
Three force apps in ten years.
Appeals of hearing tests.
Right?
You may be law enforcement and so am I,
but you are not a cop.
Now, I may watch cops,
but tell me if I'm wrong.
Every day out these windows, so do you.
You watch cops too.
And since we're both law enforcement, we share a duty.
Do we not?
If there is a stink, we must investigate.
We must gather evidence.
Because evidence makes us see the truth.
Is this the stink of a criminal act or is it a turd in a bag?
Babitch isn't dead.
You know that and I know that.
Ray got him off that bridge alive before he could talk.
But he wasn't so lucky the last time,
when the shit hit the fan with Tunney.
That boy he took care of later.
But now what? What does Ray do now? That's the $64,000 question.
And that's why I'm here.
That's why I'm here, sheriff.
Because you're on the inside.
And besides the church traffic and the cats in the trees
and all that other bullshit, okay,
there isn't much here for you to do,
to keep your mind busy.
But I look at you, sheriff,
and I see a man who's waiting for something to do.
And here I am.
Here I am saying, "Sheriff, I got something for you to do."
I don't wanna go through this again.
- Well, it's too fucking bad. - I can't.
I told the boys...
I mean, they're downstairs now saying goodbye.
Ray, how many people you got at this party, the whole 37?
Having a party downstairs.
- Vince. - Here I am scrambling,
cleaning this thing up for you, and you're throwing a fucking party.
The mayor's gonna suspend this case.
I'm making it happen tomorrow.
But sooner or later, Ray,
they gotta find a body in that river or it will not hold.
Vince. It's my sister-in-law's kid.
Didn't you say he was adopted?
What's up, Freddy?
Ray, this doesn't make things very easy for me.
I mean, this is a pretty big thing you're having here.
The day after.
- I mean, how do you think this...? - Freddy, what are you talking about?
This guy came to see me yesterday, this Moe Tilden from IA.
- He brought all these pictures... - Freddy.
That guy's had a hard-on for me for years. It's a personal thing.
- He is a scumbag. - All right.
You know how they recruit at IAD?
They catch you on the take and they tell you,
you can either do time or join them.
Well, he knows you know Superboy is...
I told him he was dead, Ray. I told him he's wrong about you.
But I'm the sheriff. I mean, I'm supposed to know what's going on. I mean...
How do you think this looks?
Go home, Freddy, and don't think so much.
- Ray, I can't go. - Freddy.
Freddy, go home. Go home. Go home.
Homey.
Superboy.
Yo, Russ, come over here, look at this.
Super.
It's not Murray, it's not Murray.
He's part of the church.
That was in Tempe, Arizona.
Atlanta, Georgia. Atlanta, Georgia.
Murray.
Murray. Murray.
Listen, I want you to have this.
No, no, Aunt Rose, I'm fine, seriously.
- I gotta go down... - No, Murray, look.
Listen to me. I want you to have this.
All right, all right. You made it for me?
- Yeah. - Thank you.
- Okay. - Thank you.
Hi.
You guys have another fight?
Well, we were supposed to have a big talk.
And so I sent Caroline over to my mom's.
And Joey called, and told me that he was stuck,
and that he made some arrest.
I mean, I can't believe him when he tells me anything.
Liz, you wanna come inside?
You know, you could get this on CD, you know.
In stereo.
It wouldn't matter to me.
Oh, right.
You know, it's a funny thing when you owe someone your life.
Why is it you never got married, Freddy?
All the best girls were taken.
This is crazy.
Yes.
All right, take it easy, all right.
All right, Gabriel, take it easy.
Good night.
Murray.
Hey, Murray.
Ray's outside waiting for you.
You coming or what?
I'm coming, I'm coming.
That was a great party, Ray.
You know, Ray, it's a really great thing you did.
Making a place where everybody could stick together.
I mean...
You know, I know you didn't have to do this for me.
You could've just...
I just... I wanna let you know I appreciate it.
- I really do. - Everyone's gone?
Just us, buddy. That's it.
I always said to my mom, "Uncle Ray doesn't like me," but...
I always liked you, Murray.
You just sweat too much.
Hey, what's doing?
Hey, Superboy.
So, what are we gonna do now?
I'm gonna go meet some people?
How does this work?
I got all my bags packed and everything, Ray.
I'm just... I'm a little buzzed.
You know, maybe we could do this tomorrow or something.
I'm really tired, Ray.
- Where's Joey? - He's working tonight, kid.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Sorry it came out this way, Murray.
It's not that bad, Jack.
Yeah, it is, Murray.
Motherfuckers.
- What the fuck is going on here? - What is this?
What are you doing?
- What are you doing, huh? - Stay out of this.
What the fuck is this?
Ray, you said PDA was gonna set him up with a new life.
You think I'm all that, Joey?
Fuck.
Put your files in there. We're done. It's over.
We were shut down by the mayor.
- Here. - What the fuck is this?
- Put your files there. - What's going...?
Case is closed.
Ruben, what are you doing? What are you doing?
I'm on hold with the phone company.
Is that the Garrison file? Is that a Garrison file?
- Here. - Give me the Garrison files.
- All right.
Give me it all. Is that more? Everything, everything.
The case is closed. The case is fucking closed.
Closed.
Case is closed, finished, over. Go to lunch.
I...
Go to lunch. Go... Hey, go to lunch.
Go to lunch. The case is closed. Everybody, get the fuck out of here.
Get out of here. The case is fucking closed.
With community leaders and pundits crying cover-up,
Mayor Farelli's suspension of the Babitch case is a big gamble
for his upcoming re-election campaign.
The decision, however, has scored big points for the cop vote,
which the mayor has depended upon in the past.
- What do you want? - Are you gonna help us or not?
Help you help what? Help Ray here find them?
Help Ray finish cleaning up his goddamn pool
with the guy's head, is that it? Huh, Mr. Humanitarian?
You got something you wanna say to me?
Or is this about something a little more personal?
- I'm on at 10. I'm out of here. - We all are. We got another hour.
Hey, come on, Joey.
Instead of taking cop lessons from a cokehead,
maybe you should be looking at that fire, you know?
I mean, my girl over at Chase says Figgs is missing a few payments.
Where were you that night, Jack?
I had nothing to do with it.
That would be retribution, and that I leave to God Almighty.
I'm Gandhi.
I'm telling you, the mob built this town for Ray
so they could own a fucking precinct.
It's a deep and dark motherfuck.
What you're feeling right now, Freddy,
friendless, angry, nervous, misunderstood,
this is it. This is the life.
You're lucky your ear kept you off the force.
You know,
if I saw Liz
drowning in the water,
if I saw that today,
I wouldn't go in.
I'd stand there and I'd think about it.
And that's the best thing I ever did with my life.
- So? - So.
So you wanna sit around your whole life
wishing you were on the force?
Or you wanna bring the fucker in?
Let him spill.
I wouldn't know where to begin.
All right, brother's in deep shit.
He's down, he's bleeding, and you gotta get there.
But there's lights, right? All over the city, red lights.
You go through the red lights.
Sure, you fire up the roof, you wail, you go through red lights.
But that's slow, Freddy, fighting your way through traffic.
The goal is perpetual motion. You move diagonal.
You turn the wheel when you hit a red light.
You don't drive down Broadway to get to Broadway.
But how does this apply to what you were saying?
It applies, Freddy.
It's just as easy to tail a man walking in front of him.
Now you butt heads with these friends of ours,
you're gonna come at them head-on?
- Okay. - They got lives, Freddy. Families.
No.
You move diagonal.
You jag.
Christ. Where the fuck are you guys?
Listen. We're on our way. I need your 20.
I'm down. But Joey, he's trying to hold on but...
This big bastard, he cut me up.
Stay cool, Ton, I need your location.
He's a fucking monster.
I need your location, Tony.
- I need an assist. - I can't move. I think he cut my tendon.
Get that shit off me, get that shit off me.
Got a wife, huh, huh? Got a baby, huh?
So quit, tell me you quit. I'll let you go.
You go home, kiss your wife, eat your baby's Fruit Loops and shit.
Thank me, motherfucker, you're gonna be redeemed.
Re-re-redeemed. Officer Randone.
- Shit. Stupid fucking... - Motherfucker.
Shit.
It's the roof, Jack.
Lots of core support. We got units standing.
All right, I'll check the front. They don't know what roof they're on.
Come on.
You son of a bitch.
Please, please. Buddy.
No!
No! No! No!
In here.
Joey's in trouble, Ray.
Ray, let's just break the fucking thing down.
Gotcha.
His father is serving a life sentence for murder,
murdering an ex-girlfriend with a sawed-off shotgun
back in 1988.
The New York Times is quoting one friend of Royster as saying
the guy had an IQ of 160. Another describes...
I need your help.
They're trying to kill me.
- Who? - Who?
My friends tried to kill me. Ray Donlan tried to kill me.
Shit.
Holy shit. Speak of the devil.
Freddy, forget it.
I don't get this.
This doesn't make any sense.
Why'd they get Superboy off the bridge
and bring him back here and kill him?
Ray had a plan,
and it got very fucked up.
Why didn't Superboy go to New York and get some help?
I don't know. He's got his Aunt Rosie here.
I don't know.
Ray's wired into the state police. He's got friends at Internal Affairs.
And if he wants someone dead, they're dead anywhere.
You awake, Freddy?
Oh, I feel like shit.
Fucking allergy been killing me.
Hey.
In sure and certain hope of the resurrection to eternal life
through our Lord Jesus Christ,
we commend to Almighty God our brother Joseph,
and we commit his body to the ground.
The Lord bless him and keep him.
The Lord make his face to shine upon him
and be gracious unto him.
The Lord lift up his countenance upon him and give him peace.
- Honor guard. - Retreat.
Hey, Ray.
Hey, Freddy.
I came to tell you that Superboy came to see me, Ray,
a couple nights ago.
He's scared.
He's a fugitive, Ray, and he's convinced you're gonna kill him.
He's a mixed-up kid.
So are you.
Ray, there's gotta be a way out of this for everyone.
So I say why don't we all go in tomorrow together...?
Freddy.
I invited men, cops,
good men to live in this town.
And these men, to make a living, they cross that bridge every day
to a place where everything is upside down.
Where the cop is the perp and the perp is the victim.
The only thing they did was to get their families out
before it got to them.
We made a place where things make sense
and you can walk across the street without fear.
And you come to me with a plan to set things right.
Everyone in the city holding hands, singing, "We Are the World."
That's very nice.
But Freddy, your plan is the plan of a boy.
You made it on the back of a matchbook without thinking,
without looking at the cards.
I look at the cards. I see this town destroyed.
Now, that's not what you want, is it?
I look at this town,
and I don't like what I see anymore.
Who the fuck do you think you are?
No, I don't know.
- What the hell are you doing? - I just thought... I got...
- Where are you...? - Call you back.
- Moe, I apologize. He just walked in. - Excuse me, I'm sorry...
I'm sorry for rushing in like this, but you were right.
They tried to kill him like you said, but he got away.
He's running through the woods like a scared animal.
- We gotta do... - That motherfucker should be scared.
His uncle got this case closed with one phone call.
Look, I'm sorry it took so long for me to come around,
but you were right. I couldn't see the truth, like you said.
The evidence, my loyalties, they were confused.
They never give you any napkins in this place.
What am I supposed to use?
You want this?
What is this? You came to me, to my town, with all these speeches,
talking about doing the right thing, and I'm doing the right thing.
What's going on? What are you doing?
That was, like, two weeks ago.
Two weeks ago?
- What about Babitch? - What about him? Fuck him.
- What about Donlan? - Fuck him too.
What about Joey Randone?
He fell off a building. Don't you read the papers?
Listen, sheriff, I'm really sorry
to have awoken you from your slumber, but it's over.
My hands are tied now. You shut me down.
No, listen. You're IA. That's why I came. You can do whatever you want.
Remember you said, "You wanna be a cop?"
- I'm being a cop now. I'm here. - Listen to me, I offered you a chance.
- I need to do something. I need to do this. - Listen to me, you deaf fuck.
I offered you a chance when we could've done something.
I offered you a chance to be a cop and you blew it.
You blew it.
You people are all the same.
That cupcake makes a mess, we got a case again.
The mob runs means and drugs through their precinct
and everybody gets a nice house.
Figgs is right. The mob owns this town.
They closed the case, Freddy. If they don't have the stomach for it...
They had to, it's circumstantial.
You don't have anything either. All that stuff is illegal. You stole it.
I know this guy.
He's a corrections officer.
They took care of Tunney when he was gonna talk.
How come Figgs didn't do something about it, huh?
I mean, he was Ray's right-hand man back then.
Then they try to kill Superboy.
They were hiding him, Freddy.
Then they burn down Figgsy's house when they think he might talk.
You don't know that. We went over every inch of that house.
Not everything is a hexagonal conspiracy.
I think you been hanging around Figgs too much.
He's the only one getting cash out of that house
and he's totally playing you.
Just like those assholes in the city.
And I'm sorry, but there's nothing you can do about this.
Yes, there is. I can find Superboy and I can bring him in.
I'm going back upstate. I want my old job back.
I don't want any part of this. I don't want any part of this place.
Come on, Cindy.
Shit.
Freddy.
Look, I don't know about Ray,
but everyone in Garrison is not a murderer.
No, they just keep their eyes closed and their mouths shut just like me.
Hey, Freddy.
All right, thank you, thank you. Thank you, sweetheart. I love you too.
All right, terrific.
Two in the center?
No, rules are different for cops. I'm losing my shirt here with you guys.
All right, so, what do I gotta do?
Five out of six in the star.
Five out of six.
Hey, Freddy.
- You a cop too? - Yeah, yeah, I heard you.
Enjoy your trip to the big city?
You gotta hit the next five to win.
Shit.
I just hope you're not trying to prove anything, Freddy.
I know some of them are assholes. You know?
They think they're high priests or something, I don't know.
But why would they do all this, you know?
Maybe they're doing the right thing.
Liz, I saw these pictures of Ray meeting with these guys,
you know, like, mobsters.
And everyone's houses are financed by these mob men.
Says who, IA?
- Even you said Joey's death was no... - Joey fell off a building, Freddy, okay?
Now, I don't need this opened up.
Maybe you do, I don't.
All Joey wanted was a place for us to live.
Now who are you to judge that until you've walked in his shoes?
Maybe that's what you're trying to do with me.
What are you gonna do, Freddy?
You're gonna arrest the whole town?
You going to New York to take paint-by-number cop lessons?
You know, Ray likes you.
That don't mean I'm gonna let you fuck him over.
Ray Donlan gave you this job, Freddy.
You forgot that?
We made your sorry ass.
So now you can do us a favor, huh?
You could tell us where Superboy is.
If I knew where he was, he'd be in the city already.
You're gonna be hurting, Freddy.
You're not gonna know when, you're not gonna know where,
but you're gonna be hurting. You mark my words, I'm watching you.
Hey.
You got your check.
Yup. Thanks to you, Freddy.
Filing out those forms in such a timely fashion.
You with Liz?
Where you going?
I don't know.
My leave came, so I thought I'd look around
for a new reality, you know?
Anyway, I'm sure you could use your privacy, Freddy.
No, no.
Look all you want, Freddy.
You're not gonna find anything.
I took care of it.
That lady cop from the Bomb Squad got you the stuff to do this with, didn't she?
You didn't know Monica was gonna be here, did you, Figgs?
No.
Monica said she was going over to her friend's house
to watch some pay-per-view.
The thing was on a timer.
I didn't know she was gonna be here, Freddy.
It's all bullshit.
You, Figgs, are the bullshit.
Smarten fucking up.
You even turned your back on Tunney when he needed help.
Figgs, I'm gonna find Superboy and I'm gonna bring him in.
And for once, everybody in this town's gonna tell the truth.
You gotta find him first, Freddy.
- I'll find him. - Listen to me.
I got a check in my pocket for $200,000.
I got a chance to start my life again.
I don't give a shit about this town, I don't give a shit about that town,
and I don't give a shit about your fucking justice.
Being right is not a bulletproof vest, Freddy.
Go on, Figgsy, get the hell out of here. Go on.
Go on, Figgsy, go on. Run away.
Hey, Freddy.
Ray's not home.
I know.
I'm looking for your nephew.
I don't know where he is.
Why the hell would I tell you if I did?
Rose, I'm his only chance.
Let's go.
Shut the fuck up, would you, please?
Shut... Fuck.
Yeah, no, Lise.
Well, who was he supposed to call?
Ray knows everybody.
Yeah... What am I supposed to do, let him go in alone?
What? You know what?
Okay, fine.
Why don't you go home?
I mean, I wanna be here for you, Freddy, but...
Lisa's nervous, you know. I mean, she's pregnant.
- I mean... - So go on. I'll be fine.
You be careful, Freddy, huh?
Yup, you too.
Come on.
- Oh, shit. - Get down!
I said, get down, Freddy!
Jesus. You guys don't wanna do this. Jack...
Don't shit in your pants, Freddy. He's not gonna kill you.
Is this the good one, right?
Oh, God!
Move, move, move.
All right, hit it, Jack. Hit it, Jack.
No!
I can't hear you, Ray.
- Hey, hey, hey. What are you doing? - Hold it, buddy.
Excuse me, lieutenant?
Come on, guys, it's cool. Everything's cool.
Everything's cool. Everything's cool. Come on, come on, come on.
- Everything's cool. - Where the hell are you going?
Please move.
Holy shit.
- Wait, guys, guys, guys. - Hey, beat it!
- Everything's fine. It's cool. - Hey, hey, hey!
The fuck...?
Come on, Freddy.
Everything's cool. Everything's fine. Give us room.
- Where do you think you're going? - Call E.M.S.
- Ten-fifty-four. - Move it.
Come on, fellas. Back up. Back up, back up, back up.
- He can't hear. - Ruben, take him.
- Hey. It's all right. - They blew out his ear.
It's okay... It's okay. It's all right, it's all right.
It's okay. It's okay.
Come on.
Go on, Freddy.
Come on inside.
Come on.
So Gary Figgis copped a plea.
Gave up the connection between Ray, the PDA and the mob.
There were a shitload of indictments.
And the sheriff, Freddy Heflin...
You know, there's people on both sides of the river who wish he never recovered.
They curse the day he took down Ray Donlan,
but what they don't know, he figured out.
No one is above the law.
Four cops dead and one dead cop resurrected.
In a bizarre twist, Murray "Superboy" Babitch
sits alive and well in a holding cell...
Sheriff Fred Heflin apprehended Babitch single-handedly.
...heard from doctors here that he will be recovering the hearing
in his good ear, so that's very good news.
Files were seized at the Patrolman's Defense Association.
Officer Gary Figgis testified about mob influence and bribery.
Three months since the shootout in Garrison, New Jersey,
reputed mob boss Toy Torillo has been indicted on four counts of racketeering.
An unidentified corrections officer was arrested today
for the murder three years ago of Officer Glenn Tunney.
Jim Allen is with the Mayor. Do you wanna go back to him now, Carol?
Freddy!
Freddy.
Got a jackknifed truck up on Route 5.
You okay?
Yeah.