Cop Land Page #8

he is.

Why the hell would I tell you

if I did?

Rose,

I'm his only chance.

[Gun Trigger Clicks]

Let's go.

You workin' with the feds?

No.

- I.A.?

- No.

You're alone.

Let's go.

- Oh, sh*t.

- All right. Get down. Get down.

- Oh, sh*t.

- And stay down.

- Bill, where are you?

- [Radio Crackling]

Bill, if you read,

we're going back

to the station.

You gonna keep me

in here?

You gonna keep me

in herewith cuffs?

- You don't know

what youre doing do you?

- Shut up.

You don't have a clue

as to what the f***

is going on, do you, Sheriff?

- [Radio Static]

- Bill, do you copy?

- Bill, do you read?

- [Radio Static]

[Chattering]

- It's just club soda, Freddy.

- Finish it.

Hey, Ray.

Hey, Freddy.

I came to tell you

that I found Superboy...

and I'm bringing him in

tomorrow morning...

and I'd like you

to come with me,

I owe you that much.

He's a fugitive,

and he's convinced

you're tryin' to kill him.

Just tell me

where he is, Freddy.

You got him at the station?

Ray, there's gotta be a way

out of this for everyone.

So, I say why dont we all

go in tomorrow together.

Listen to me, Freddy.

You know the difference

between men and boys?

Boys bet everything

on everything.

Boys think every hand

is a royal flush.

You play cards with a man,

he knows his limits.

Freddy,

I invited men...

cops, good men...

to live

in this town.

And these men,

to make a living, they cross

that bridge everyday...

to a place where everything

is upside down.

Where the cop is the perp,

and the perp is the victim.

But they play by the rules.

They keep their guns

in their holsters,

and they play by the rules.

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 this 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 f***

do you think you are?

The sheriff of Garrison,

New Jersey.

Then be the sheriff!

Defend this town!

Protect these men!

Freddy, you got him

at the station?

-Just drop the keys.

- A little too rich for my blood.

Maybe they fell

out of your pocket--

or maybe Cindy's.

Now you go home

and you sleep...

and you wake up

and you guide the traffic

through this town...

and everything will be

the way it was.

[Sighs] I'm taking him in

tomorrow morning at 6:00.

That's in a few hours.

I'd like you to come

with me, Ray.

There's nothing

I can say?

Okay, then 6:
00 it is.

Yeah.

No, Lis.

Who was he

supposed to call?

Ray knows

everybody.

What am I supposed to do?

Let him go in alone? What?

You know what?

Okay, fine.

Why dont you

go home?

I mean...

I wanna be here for you,

Freddy, but--

[Sighs]

Lisa's nervous, you know.

She's pregnant.

- I mean--

- So, go on. I'll be fine.

You be careful,

Freddy, huh?

Yeah. You too.

Shut the f*** up!

Would ya, please?

Sh-- F***!

[Brakes Squealing]

Come on.

Come on.

Oh, sh*t!

Get out, you jackass.

I said, get out, buddy.

Oh, Jesus. You guys

don't wanna do this. Jack.

- Don't sh*t in your pants.

He's not gonna kill ya.

- This is the good one, right?

[Screaming]

Oh, God! Oh, God!

- [Freddy Groaning]

- Move, move, move!

[Groaning]

All right, hit it, Jackie.

Hit it, Jack!

[Screaming]

[Tires Screeching]

[Groaning]

[Shrill Screeching]

In Ear]

[Throbbing]

[Barking Inaudibly]

[Screeching Continues]

[Speaking Inaudibly]

[Speaking Inaudibly,

Gunshot]

[Inaudible]

Jesus Christ!

[Inaudible]

You f***!

[Gunshot]

[Inaudible]

Freddy!

[Gunshot]

[Inaudible Mumbling]

I can't hear you,

Ray.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey!

- [Brakes Squealing]

Hey, hey, hey,

Whatre you doin'?

Excuse me, Lieutenant.

Come on, guys, it's cool.

Everything's cool.

Everything's cool.

Everything's cool. Come on.

Come on. Everything's cool.

- Where the hell are you goin'?

- Please move.

Holy sh*t!

[Figgis]

Guys, guys, guys.

Beat it. Beat it.

Everything's fine.

Everything's fine.

It's cool.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey!

- What the f***?

[Figgis] Come on, Freddy.

Everything's cool.

Everything's fine.

- Wait, wait, wait. Where do

you think youre goin'?

- Call E.M.S. Call E.M.S.

Come on, fellas, back up.

Back up. Back up.

Back up.

- He can't hear.

- Reubens, take him.

- Hey, hey, it's all right.

It's okay. It's okay.

- They blew out his ear.

It's all right.

It's all right!

It's okay.

It's okay.

Come on.

Go on, Freddy.

Come on inside.

Come on.

[Moe]

So Gary Figgis copped a plea.

Gave up the connection between

Ray, the P.D.A. and the mob.

There were a sh*t load

of indictments.

And the sheriff,

Freddy Heflin--

You know, there's people

on both sides of the river

wish he never recovered.

They cursed the day

he took down Ray Donlan.

But what they don't know,

he figured out.

No one is above the law.

[Reporter #1]

Four cops dead,

and one dead cop resurrected.

In a bizarre twist, Murray

"Superboy Babitch sits alive

and well in a holding cell--

[Reporter #2]

Sheriff Fred Heflin apprehended

Babitch single-handedly.

[Reporter #3]...he will

be recovering the hearing in his

good ear so that's good news.

[Reporter #4] Files

were seized this morning--

[Reporter #5]

Officer Gary Figgis testified

about mob influence and bribery.

[Reporter #6]

Three months since the shootout

in Garrison, New Jersey...

reputed mob boss Toy Torillo

has been indicted on four counts

of racketeering.

[Reporter #7]

An unidentified corrections

officer was arrested today...

for the murder three years ago

of Officer Glenn Tunney.

[Reporter #8] I understand

Jim Allen is with the mayor.

Do you want to go back to him?

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