Homicide Page #3

---

- Oh, no, sir. I, uh -

Oh. First officer?

Oh.

What's this family doing in this neighborhood?

I don't get it.

- OfficerJones.

- Captain, I gotta get out of here.

- Take these people in.

- Have them I.D. the body.

- I gotta get out of here.

Let me run the precinct, okay?

You caught the case.

Sir, my partner and I, we got

something heavy coming down right now.

- Over at the boxing gym.

- Yes, sir.

I just heard on the radio.

It happened.

You caught the case, you got the case.

Do your job.

Sir, my name is Captain Briggs.

This detective will be taking you aside.

- Officer!

- Sir.

Go to the store next door. They got an office.

Tell 'em we're taking it as a command post.

- Everybody's names. Everybody goes downtown.

- Yes, sir.

- What do we got?

- We got a homicide.

And there's a very pretty .45 Colt in there I don't

wanna see disappearing in some cop's locker.

- So tag it first, okay? Wait a minute.

- Gotcha.

All right, sir, would you like to

come in for a moment?

And please, while you're in the store,

touch nothing.

There's nothing to see here, folks.

Why don't you go home?

It never stops.

It never stops, does it?

''It never stops.''

What is it that never stops?

Against theJews.

Yeah, that's right.

Because you know she had

that sh*t down in her basement.

The, um -The old woman?

- Tell him about the old woman.

- That's what we were talking about.

You were gonna tell me.

You said you were gonna help us find her killer.

- I was gonna tell you what they shot her for.

- Uh-huh.

The fortune in her basement.

- They killed her for her fortune?

- That's right.

- Did you see this guy?

- No.

- I was in school.

- It was a school day.

-Okay.

- Willie Sims.

- Yeah, man, I remember you.

- We got him.

I remember you.

You the talkin' man.

Willie Sims. Yeah.

How are you?

- As you see, man.

- Let's go.

Look, what are they doing to me?

What do you want with me?

- You missed it.

- What the hell do you want with me?

- You missed it, Bob.

- Why are you harassin' me?

Got him at the gym, just like you said.

What happened to you?

Got pulled off the case.

Bullshit you did.

I'm stuck. I'm supposed to

babysit this candy store.

Back on the corner, you were

saying something had already happened.

- It's your case.

- I don't know. Yeah.

Baby, we need you to turn this guy over.

We need the mouthpiece to sweet-talk his ass.

- Lieu?

- Yes.

- My father needs to talk to you.

- We'll take care ofit. Officer!

- Yes, sir!

- My father needs you.

- Would you see Miss Klein home?

- Yes, sir.

- I assure you we'll take care of it.

- Ma'am?

- I need to talk to you.

- One minute, please.

Lieu, we're about to crack this Sims.

I'm sorry, Bobby. I got a call. Downtown.

You live with this candy store.

Bullshit aside, Lieu, we need him.

We're going in Mutt and Jeff and we need Bobby.

- We need the Orator.

- I got the call. He's off the case.

- What do you call this? Loyalty?

- Yes, boss?

Come with me.

I'm sorry, Bobby. I got a call.

Downtown, the Jewish guys,

they got this clout.

The doctor wants you. You were there.

You're his people. You're on the case.

I'm his people?

I thought I was your people, Lieu.

I come up with the idea,

trap the guy in.

Lieu, I come up with the brother.

Hey-

- I'm sorry, Bobby.

- Lieu, I'm in it from the get.

I'm sorry. About the procedurals,

go ahead and clear them off your desk.

You're sorry? What am I,

a f***ing jumping bean?

- I'm sorry.

- What, I'm your backup girl?

I'm trying to follow orders, Lieu,

and I'm gettin' whiplash.

Why don't you just send me to the airport?

What did I do to you?

- It's nothing personal, Bobby.

- What I'm sayin', Lieu, perhaps it should be.

Kid just gave up his brother.

Does not like police stations.

-Just gave us Randolph.

- You got an address?

Got the whole thing.

Let's go get 'im.

- Yo, you want vests?

- Yeah.

Where are you goin'?

You're on the candy store case.

- He's on top ofit.

- The f*** he's on top ofit!

- I'm going for coffee.

- Coffee? Bullshit!

No! You wanna run on this other case,

it's my ass. You understand?

This guy is heavy downtown.

Don't lie to me.

- The candy store. You got it.

- Lieu -

Nothing you say or do can convince me,

so shut the f*** up.

- It's not right.

- Get outta here!

- Good-bye, Sully.

- That's right.

- What do you got on the candy store case?

- Yeah, I'm on top ofit.

- Tell me.

- Some kids say she kept a fortune

in her basement.

- Yeah?

- I got the witnesses lined up.

- Lieutenant, if I go back to the 212 -

- Yes. One moment.

I'm sorry to pull you off the flash case, Bobby.

I appreciate what you're doing for me.

- That's all right, Lieu.

- I got three calls.

- The guy, Dr. Klein -You'll call him?

- I'm on it right now.

- Thank you, Bob.

- It's all right, Lieu.

- No, thank you. I'll make it up to you someday.

- It's all part of the job.

That's right.

- Yes? What?

- I'm sorry to keep going over this.

That's okay.

We'll go over it from the jump.

- F*** him.

- Let's get out of here.

- Lovely day for it.

- All right.

Excuse me. I'm trying to find this address.

You know where that might be?

This one right here?

How come you always gotta be

the first one through the door?

So brazen.

You wanna kill my baby.

You come here to kill my child.

- I'm coming in, Bob.

- Yo, come in.

This the broad?

Joint's deserted.

Guy ain't here.

Sullivan coming in!

Where is he?

I should kill my baby

that I brought into the world?

White folks.

Why would that be?

- Your baby's a murderer.

- He never hurt nobody.

Now, that's just not the facts.

He never hurt no one.

Now you got him out there runnin' for his life.

We gotta get to him. We got a few days to do it.

We can bring him in.

I mean, we don't find him,

we gotta call back in the F.B.I.

F.B.I.'s gonna kill his ass.

That's right. We're here to

cut you a deal that the federal boys won't.

- So, what do you wanna do?

- Tell him what you wanna do.

Get out of my motherfuckin' room.

- Get out of my f***in' room!

- Hey, b*tch, you don't tell us.

You don't tell us a goddamn thing!

We tell you!

Your boy killed two cops. You think

we're just gonna sit here and chat with you?

We're wasting our time. Get her up.

Get her the f*** up!

- Get her outta here!

- Give me a minute, will ya?

- Two dead cops! What the f*** are you -

- Give me a f***in' minute!

A minute is something

that we don't got.

- Talkin' to a stone wall.

- Uh-huh.

- You're wasting your time, Bob.

- I'll be the judge of that.

- Why do you do this sh*t?

- Shut up!

We got to find him.

Don't do this the hard way.

Look at me.

Now, don't do this the hard way.

- We can help you.

- Mmm.

It's a bad beat and you're stuck in it,

and it's gonna be some crying.

But our way is the easy way.

Listen to me.

We need your son...

but we don't need him dead.

You want him alive?

Work with us.

We got to bring him in.

- You want to kill him.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes