Cop Land Page #7

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.

[Officer]

Honor Guard, retreat.

[Train Rumbling]

- No, I don't know.

- [Carson] What the hell

are you doing?

- [Freddy] I just, uh--

I got, I got--

- Call you back.

- Excuse me. I'm sorry.

- Moe, I apologize.

He just walked in here.

I'm sorry for rushing in

like this, but you were right.

They tried to kill him

like you said,

but he got away.

Now he's runnin' through

the woods. He's like a scared

animal. He's scared to death.

That motherf***er

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 loyalty, they were confusing.

They never give you

any napkins in this place.

[Moe] What am I

supposed to use?

You want this?

What is this?

You came to me,

to my town...

with all these speeches,

talking to me about

doing the right thing.

I'm doing the right thing.

What's goin' on?

What are you doing?

That was like

two weeks ago.

Two weeks ago?

What about Babitch?

What about him?

F*** him.

-What about Donlan?

- F*** him too.

What about

Joey Randone?

He fell off a building.

Dont you read the papers?

Listen, Sheriff,

I'm really sorry...

to have awoken you

from your slumber,

but it's over.

Hands are tied now.

You shut me down.

No, listen to me. You're I.A.

That's why I came to you.

You can do whatever you want.

Remember you came to me, said,

"You wanna be a cop?"

I'm bein' a cop.

- I offered you a chance.

- I'm asking you for some help.

I need to do something.

- I need to do this for myself.

- Listen, you deaf f***.

I offered you a chance.

When we could have 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.

[Sighs]

The mob runs millions in drugs

through their precinct...

and everybody gets

a nice house.

Figgs is right.

The mob owns this town.

[Deputy]

They closed the case, Freddy.

If they don't have...

- the stomach for it--

- They had to. It's circumstantial.

[Cindy]

You don't have anything

either.

All that stuff is illegal.

You stole it.

I know this guy.

He's a corrections officer.

[Sighs]

They took care of Tunney

when he was gonna talk.

Then how come Figgis didn't do

somethin' about it? He was

Ray's right-hand man back then.

Then they tried

to kill Superboy.

They were hiding him,

Freddy.

Then they burned 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 hangin'

around Figgs too much.

He's the only one getting cash

out of that house,

and hes totally playing you...

just like those a**holes

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 dont want any part

of this.

I dont want any part

of this place.

Come on, Cindy.

- [Door Slams Shut]

- Geez.

Freddy, look, I don't know

about Ray, okay?

But everyone in Garrison

is not a murderer.

No. They just keep

their eyes closed and

their mouths shut just like me.

[Shouting]

##[Carnival]

Hey, Freddy.

[Crowd Cheering]

All right, thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you, sweetheart.

I love you too.

Alright,

terrific.

Two in the center?

Uh-uh. No.

Rules are different

for cops.

- I'm losin' my shirt here with you guys.

- So what do I got to do?

- Five out of six in the star.

- Five out of six.

- Hey, Freddy.

- You a cop too?

Yeah, yeah,

I heard ya.

Enjoy your trip

to the big city?

You gotta hit the next five

to win.

[Gunshots]

Sh*t!

[Liz]

I just hope you're not trying

to prove anything, Freddy.

I know some of them

are real a**holes.

You know.

They think they're high priests

or somethin'. I don't know.

But why would they do all this?

You know, maybe they're doin'

the right thing.

Liz, I saw these pictures

of Ray meeting with these guys.

- You know, like mobsters.

- [Sighs]

- Everyone's houses are financed

by these mob banks.

- Says who? I.A.?

Even you said Joey's death

was no accident.

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

youve walked in his shoes?

Maybe that's what youre tryin'

to do with me.

Whatre you gonna do,

Freddy?

Huh?

You gonna arrest

the whole town?

You goin' to New York to take

"paint by number" cop lessons?

You know, Ray likes you.

That don't mean

I'm gonna let you f*** 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...

[Gun C*cks]

where Superboy is.

If I knew where he was,

he'd be in the city already.

You're gonna be hurtin',

Freddy.

You're not gonna know when,

you're not gonna know where.

You're gonna be hurtin'.

You mark my words.

I'm watchin' you!

[Door Slams Shut]

[Footsteps]

Hey.

- You got your check.

- Yep.

Thanks to you, Freddy.

Filing out those forms

in such a timely fashion.

Hmm.

- You with Liz?

- Mm-hmm.

Where're ya goin'?

[Chuckles]

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.

[Sniffs]

No, no.

No, no.

[Door Slams Shut]

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 f***in' up!

You even turned your back

on Tunney

when he needed your 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 sh*t

about this town. I don't

give a sh*t about that town.

And I don't give a sh*t

about your f***ing justice.

Bein' right is not

a bullet proof vest, Freddy.

Go on, Figgsy!

Go on!

Runaway!

[Tires Screeching]

[Dog Barking]

Hey, Freddy.

- Ray's not home.

- I know.

I'm lookin'

for your nephew.

I don't know where

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