Fort Apache the Bronx Page #8

come in and threw him off.

You understand what I'm telling you?

I mean,

I know who killed that kid.

You asking me what to do?

I don't know.

Just make it easy on yourself'cause

it doesn't make any difference anyway.

You're never gonna bring that kid back

no matter what you do.

- If you rat out those two cops...

- Rat out, huh?

That's what you're talking about,

isn't it?

If you'd seen my brother throw that kid

off a roof, there'd be no problem.

You'd arrest him in a second.

It's only 'cause they're cops

that you got this conscience about it.

- Is that wrong?

- Let me off.

Don't talk like that.

Let me off.

- You don't live here.

- I'll walk the rest of the way.

- It's raining.

- Let me off!

Good-bye, baby.

Will I see you again?

Sure. Sure, if you want to.

That b*tch from the hospital,

she's with that cop again.

Gettin' it on with him, huh?

She's gonna lead him right to us.

F***in' slut.

You're just jealous, that's all.

Jealous? What would I want

with a slut like that?

I'm not talkin' about the b*tch.

I'm talkin' about the cop.

He's more your speed,

right, Joselito?

Come on.

Cut that sh*t out, man.

I'm gonna take that b*tch

off the count.

You know, that'll get to you.

Why don't you just relax, man?

You get too excited.

Why don't you let me

take care of it, all right?

I mean, the man is on the case.

What you gonna do?

I ain't gonna do nothin', man.

You gonna burn her?

No, my man.

She gonna burn herself.

Come here, man.

This is the real deal, Neal.

This ain't no wack attack.

I'm gonna rock her world.

I'll make her panties twirl.

Straight from the cooker

without a chaser.

Yeah.

This is hers.

That is hers.

Hey, baby! Come on.

Come in from the cold, man.

How you been?

You okay?

What's the matter, man?

I got a message

from your girlfriend.

- She told me to give you this, man.

- All right.

So, like, what's happening, man?

How you been?

Okay. Where's your boy Jose?

He's havin' a massage.

Yeah, yeah, okay.

He's not comin' with you?

No, man, right now

he's got things to do.

I got things to do.

You mind letting go, bro?

I gotta go, man, for real.

You take care, right?

You'll be okay.

- You in love with Jose or somethin'?

- You ain't goin' nowhere.

Hold it, man.

We gotta get his partner.

Jose!

Jose, it's a bust!

Freeze! Hold it!

Stay here. Freeze!

Put your gun down.

Put 'em down or I'll blow

his damn brains out!

Put your hands on top of your head.

Don't make me repeat myself,

goddamn it!

Jose, get them guns, man.

Hold it right there. Move.

Right there. Stand still.

You, get up! Get up!

Get up, goddamn it!

The 41 precinct,

report of a 10-13.

Jefferson Hospital.

Repeat, Jefferson Hospital.

- It's probably your girlfriend.

- Report of a 10-13.

- Just can't get enough, can she?

- Jefferson Hospital.

What's going down?

Narcotics blew a bust.

Dealers caught on.

They took a bunch of doctors,

nurses and patients hostage.

Nurses? Where are they?

They're in the administrator's office

on the sixth floor.

You get any names?

We'll get their names when we

get them out. If we get them out.

See if she's down here.

We'll have to evacuate the hospital.

That's impossible.

We have patients who aren't ambulatory.

- We'll carry them out.

- Please. You don't seem to understand.

- These men are desperate.

- You wanna just let 'em go?

Why not? If you know who they are,

you could pick them up later.

Get him away from me!

You made your point.

Take it easy.

Nurses and attendants,

please move all patients...

back into their rooms

immediately.

Stay with them

and barricade the doors.

Clear the operating room.

Suspend all therapy.

Get these people outta here!

- What's his name?

- Hernando.

Hernando! Listen.

You been around.

You know we ain't goin' anywhere.

Why don't you let those people go

and come on out?

What for?

Tell me what for.

To spend the rest of my life

in prison? No!

Not me, baby! No!

You better come up with a better offer.

Everybody's staying here with me.

You're gonna come here and get me,

and that means...

you're going to kill me,

and that means they're going to go too.

Listen, Lieutenant.

If they're in the anteroom,

the administrator's office is empty.

Maybe we can drop two guys down...

come in from behind.

Take a chance.

- You know the layout?

- Sure.

- Make a drawing.

- Quiet out there, huh?

You guys talking it over?

You people thinking it over?

You don't think I mean business?

Come here!

Get up! Get over there!

Are you guys thinking it over?

Shut up, goddamn it!

All of you, shut up!

Stay still!

I'm talking to you!

Come on!

There's one doctor here

who needs a doctor!

Next they're gonna need

undertakers!

- We're gonna have to go in.

- We got the hostage squad comin' over.

I am not gonna negotiate with him.

He's blowin' people away in there.

- What do you mean?

- The son of a b*tch just shot someone.

Tell Emergency to lay out

their harnesses.

Got any suggestions

as to who we can dangle?

It's my squeal.

I'll stick with it.

- I'll go with youse.

- We have to go up this way.

- How many guns they got?

- Four for sure.

- Yeah?

- Look.

We're gonna need some time.

Two minutes exactly.

Then you go in.

We'll keep them occupied.

Ten-four.

- Tell him to put it on the clock.

- Put us on the clock.

- Now.

- Now.

Hey, come on.

Talk to us.

I ain't rappin'

to you street pigs.

I'm rappin' to your commissioner.

He's on his way,

so don't blow your cool.

Shut up!

Everybody, quiet! Quiet!

I said quiet, everybody!

Get up!

Get against the wall!

Up against the wall,

goddamn it, all of you! Move it!

Move your asses against the door!

- Come on, move! Move!

- Get up against the door, man!

Do what he says, b*tch! Move!

When them cops come in, baby,

you'll be the first one to get it.

You hear that?

He's crazy! He's crazy!

Shut your mouth! Shut up!

Freeze!

Out! Come on.

Let's go!

Get outta here! Come on!

Get these people out.

- You okay?

- I don't know where she is.

Let me through.

What's wrong?

An overdose.

I gotta get her movin'.

She's dead. It's over.

Come on. Move.

Keep movin'.

Come on. You can do it.

Come on! Come on!

Move!

Come on. Do it!

Oh, honey. Murphy, Murphy.

Come on.

Give it up, Murph.

Come on.

Give me a hand.

Morning, Murph.

How ya doin'?

What is it, Murphy?

Well, what is it?

I'm not a mind reader.

You got your stoolie.

What does that mean?

You have trouble spitting it out?

Write it on a piece of paper.

Slip it under the door.

Morgan and Finley are the guys you want.

They threw that kid off the roof.

How do you know?

I seen 'em do it.

I'm a witness.

Pantuzzi.

Get the Bronx AD A's office

on the phone.

I want a district attorney

and a stenographer here right away.

You sure took your sweet-ass time

with this news.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, what does it look like?

Isn't it funny?

Being a stoolie

is my last official act.

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