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OK. Kylie.

Mike'll give you your cue, | then you do everything we've rehearsed.

- And you're not gonna be here? | - In spirit.

Damn Silak! Lt'd be simpler, Rollie, | if you stuck around and worked this stuff.

Don't worry. I'll be keeping an eye on ya.

What's that?

- A camera. | - You're kidding me!

- The latest technology. | - A little paranoid, huh?

If there's any problems, | I'll beep you on the watch.

My kid's right. You're all right.

- Wish I could say the same about you! | - Mike, you read me?

What's going on up there? Where's Tyler?

He's leaving now.

Mike?

Mike, I'm tellin' ya, nothing goes down | until Tyler's ass is on the street.

Roger, boss. I'm out.

There he is.

Mike?

Your man's on his way in.

Let's go.

McQuay!

Santoni, you stay here.

Kill that bulb, will ya?

- Here we go. | - All right.

Showtime, Mikey!

Play the cheap seats.

We got him!

What?

Good...

Real good.

Get down and come on through.

Stay low!

That's it.

Stay low. Great! You're doin' good. | Come on.

Let me help you up.

- How'd I do? | - You deserve a Tony! Now it's my turn.

- Break a leg. | - Yeah.

Bye.

Mike.

- What's the matter, Rollie? | - There's too much smoke.

- It's a shower, not a fire. | - Yeah. So? What do I do?

Go to the panel | at the back of the machine.

Yeah?

Turn the knob counterclockwise.

Gotcha!

Wrong way, Mike.

Something's wrong.

- What's shakin', Mike? | - I'm taking care of it.

We've lost him.

Sh*t!

Mike.

The man's coming your way.

And Mikey?

He's got a blade.

- How you doin'? | - I'm still shaking.

Just relax. Everything's gonna be fine.

Hey, Rollie, dig this! | I'm a special-effects man.

Whaddaya think of that movie?

Knock it off.

- Mike? | - All right! Keep your shirt on.

That's better.

Hey, Rollie, I'm signing off now. | In ten minutes I'll buy you a drink.

Mike, don't take the watch off.

OK, big boy, come and get me!

Here he comes.

Smoky. Too bloody smoky.

I'm glad you've got that gun.

Jesus Christ!

Kick it in!

- Freeze, a**hole! | - No!

McQuay, get on the air. | Tell 'em we got a cop down.

Get her outta here. Get her out!

Where is everybody, Silak? | The bastard got away!

What the hell are you talking about? | I just iced the son of a b*tch!

No.

There was someone else in the room!

How do you know? You left the building.

- He was on the back stairs. | - Wait a minute. Hold it. Now listen.

There were only two people in here. | Mike... and this piece of sh*t.

Now if you saw somebody on the back | stairs, he didn't come out of this place.

Mike is dead.

Too much smoke, Tyler!

He got to Mike first.

Now would you get in there | and shut off that goddamn machine?

Lieutenant? | The backup's here. Wagon's on the way.

I brought the girl to her neighbour's.

Jesus, Mike!

Why did this have to happen?

Sh*t! Why did this have to happen?

Christ!

Tyler?

I think you'd better get home. | Mike's kid is gonna need you.

- Yeah. What about my gear? | - I'll see it gets back to you.

Let's talk tomorrow.

OK.

Come on!

- Hello. | - Leo, it's Rollie.

This is Leo McCarthy. | I hope this damn machine's working.

- Come on, come on! | - I promise I'll get back to you.

Leo, it's Rollie.

Pick up if you're there.

All right, you know where I am. | I need your help.

Get in touch. I'm in trouble.

How'd it go?

There's been an accident.

Chris, you don't have to do this.

I want to.

Take a look at this.

You got a problem reading, or what?

- It says "Do not enter". | - And "Crime scene". What's going on?!

Are you family, lady?

I'm Mike's ex-wife and this is his son. | We just came to pick up a few things.

Nothing's gonna leave here | without an OK from downtown.

- What are you looking for? | - It's just a routine search procedure,

Miss Brandon. You got a problem, | you talk to Headquarters.

This is routine? | Mike was a victim, not the suspect.

Or does somebody see this differently?!

When an officer's killed on duty, | we have to secure the premises

and all department property.

- I'm sure you understand. | - I understand that is a lot of baloney!

I can't believe this!

These are mine.

"Bad Blood. Bar..." Oop! | I'm still playing with those.

"Becker". Now what kind of game is that?

Come on, you can see it's the kid's disk.

Ma'am, you cannot take that.

Be reasonable. | The boy just lost his father.

Kim?

- Oh, God. Ray. | - I'm sorry.

Your father was a good cop, Chris.

The best I ever knew.

I'm gonna make sure

that you get his gold shield.

I know he'd want you to have it. OK?

Come on.

Tyler.

- I called you this morning. | - We had to pick up a few things.

Listen, Rollie. Your equipment.

Oh, yeah.

You blokes have a lot on your mind. | I'll get it later.

No, no! We'll deliver it. | Just give us a time.

I got some things to do now, | but I'll be home later this afternoon.

Fine. By the way... Rollie.

Is this...

something of yours?

Thanks. It's a remote transistor. | It goes with the projector.

Don't fool with me. | It's a goddamn camera!

- I wanna know what it was doing there. | - Mike wanted a camera.

Mike didn't clear a camera with me.

- That's not my problem. | - You're wrong!

It is your problem!

And my problem.

What are you getting at?

The guy you say you saw on the stairs? | The guy you think killed Mike?

There's a possibility | he might have been a cop.

- What makes you think that? | - I can't say now.

Did Mike ever talk about | any of his cases with you?

I mean any old, inactive files.

- No. | - Maybe with Kim, then?

- Where are we going? | - Jersey. I want you

to spend a few days with your sister. | Be great, Chris - see your cousin again.

- I don't wanna go to my sister's. | - It's too dangerous to go home.

- Dangerous?! | - Yes, dangerous.

How could it be dangerous? | Where are you gonna go?

- I got a few things to sort out. | - What things?

Why Mike was set up and who set him up.

Don't worry, Kim can borrow | any clothes she needs.

Beth's gonna be here. Go on.

Don't go out. | Don't even answer the door.

- Rollie, I have to go to work! | - Trust me on this.

I have a night class. What if | I can't get anybody to cover for me?

Kim, it's not safe.

What did you mean | about Mike being set up?

Silak thinks that Mike might have | been set up by some other cops.

- Hi! | - Hi, Beth.

- Think you can look after your cousin? | - Yeah, OK.

I think I can help him. | I can't tell you any more.

Just do as I ask, yeah?

Leo, I don't know if you're getting | these messages, but if you are, call me!

I'm in real trouble with the cops | and I need your help!

OK.

Now, let's get a good look at you.

What are you doing?

Jesus, Silak!

Give me that tape.

Sure. Take it. It's yours.

No. You get it.

How do you know I didn't make a copy?

Did you?

No. I wish I had.

Rollie! Are ya gonna | hang around here all night?

Great bloody timing, Leo!

Come on. Don't f*** up | the roof of my car.

- I'll lock the door, huh? | - All right.

My little crash pad here.

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