Kuffs

George!

Hey.

George.

Oh, George.

George?

Uh-huh.

I'm pregnant,

George.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Oh.

Well, how long?

Over two months.

Wow. Maya pregnant.

Oh, God.

Oh, by the way,

my name is George Kuffs.

I've known her

for about six months.

I think I love her, but, uh,

I mean, pregnant?

That means responsibility.

You know, I've got...

I've got women to do,

places to see, you know?

You watch. Her first words

when she comes back here...

"What do you think, Georgie?"

I'll tell you what I think.

I'm history. That's what I think!

I just got fired

from my last job.

If I'm on my own, that's fine.

But with a wife and a child,

that doesn't make too much

sense, now, does it?

I didn't even graduate high school,

and she's still in college.

How the hell would

I support her, huh?

She definitely would be

better off without me.

George?

Do you want something soft

and romantic or rock and roll?

Mm. Rock and roll, definitely.

So, uh, when I do leave her,

don't think I'm too big

of a cretin, okay? Okay.

So, what do you think?

About what?

- Come on!

- We're outta here!

See ya next week.

All right, hold it!

I said hold it!

You.

I told you

to stay out of this, cop!

Let's go! Go!

- If we'd stop talking at once...

- Wait! Wait a minute, everybody!

Brad, look, I have

lived here for 30 years,

and this is the worst it has ever been.

Just wait.

- This is still a good district.

- I'm with you, Brad.

Let's give ourselves

a chance.

We're doubling up on the shifts.

That should cut response time even further.

And I'm trying to hire

another guy.

Howdy. Nice to see you again.

You might be a little curious

about this turkey here.

Then again you might not, but

I'm gonna tell you about it anyway.

See this building right here?

It's my brother's business.

I haven't actually

seen him for a while,

and today happens

to be his birthday.

And turkey

is his favorite food.

So, surprise, surprise...

I'm gonna cook this for him.

Then I'm gonna try and

squeeze him for another loan.

But, uh, let's keep that

between you and me for now.

That... That would be...

That would be good.

Jesus.

No, no, no!

Hey! Whoa! Hey!

Hey!

F***.

Thank you!

Well, that's that.

Huh?

Here they come.

George.

Happy birthday.

Cheers.

Mm-hmm!

Oh, look.

Yes.

Thank you, all.

Thank you very much.

Oh. Oop.

Oh, George.

Yeah, nice, huh? Well...

I spent my last dollar

on that turkey.

So, happy birthday, Brad.

George, what

do you want? Hmm?

Oh, let's see.

Uh, first of all,

are you aware of the gold rush

that's going on over in Brazil?

No. No, I wasn't

aware of that.

But let me guess...

if you had the money, you would go.

Absolutely.

Exactly, exactly.

All I need is four grand,

and I'm history.

Four grand?

Yeah.

Right.

What? What's so funny?

You.

Well, here.

Make a wish.

I'm sorry, George.

Looks like I'm gonna have to do my shift.

I tried to get hold of Bill.

It's his night off.

I don't know where he is.

Take a look at this.

$50 million, huh?

This is what I'm talking about.

This is the kind of money.

I can make in Brazil.

Right.

What about 2,500?

What about you work for me?

You could live with me,

go to the academy during the day,

patrol with me at night

until you finish the training.

That's not exactly

what I have in mind, you know?

I killed a guy

in a holdup yesterday.

Last week, the leader of

his gang offered me a bribe.

He said it better than this,

but essentially he asked me...

to look the other way

while he ripped up my district.

Something big is going down.

I don't know what it is.

You're my brother. I'd kind of

like you to get my back.

Well, that's very nice

of you, but, uh,

I never really saw

myself as a cop.

I'm more like the bad guys.

I don't like rules very much,

and this sounds like

a nine-to-five thing.

I want the big score. I want

the brass ring, the pot of gold,

and then I wanna retire.

That's the American dream.

If I settle for nine-to-five

now, my life's over. That's it.

I never thought of it that way.

I'll find somebody else.

I promise, when I hit it big,

I'll retire you, okay?

Hold the bus!

Hold the bus!

Look, you are...

You are 21 years old, George.

Thirty comes awfully fast.

And if you are still loafing around

the world and bumming money from me...

when you are 30 years old...

I'm gonna be awfully

disappointed in you.

I always go in here

before I start my shift.

You want to come in?

Uh, maybe in a second.

I gotta make a phone call.

Ah.

Hey, uh, Brad?

I'm sorry about some

of the things I said back there.

Come on.

When I was 21,

I probably thought

the same way.

I hope you get everything

you want, kid.

I may even be able

to give you some money.

God bless you.

- I'll pay you back.

- Right.

He's a pretty cool guy,

ain't he? Yeah.

After our parents died,

he got stuck with the thankless job...

of raising little ol' me.

I think he did

a pretty good job myself.

Now, about Maya and me.

Maybe I should give her a call.

In my note,

I, uh...

I told her she'd be

better off without me.

I don't know if that's so true.

I mean, I miss her.

Amen.

You should have

taken the money.

Brad?

Help me, George.

Help me.

Sir, you can't be in here.

You're going to

have to wait outside.

You George Kuffs?

I'm Captain Morino,

San Francisco P.D.

I'm in charge

of the patrol specials.

Your brother's

a friend of mine.

Based on your description, we believe

we've picked up the man who shot him.

I'd like you to come down

to the station with me and I D him.

Okay.

- Why did you shoot my brother?

- Captain.

Let's take the stairs, kid.

Why did you shoot my brother?

- Piss off!

- You're going to jail!

Kid, you don't know sh*t

about sh*t!

Hey, Stuart Burkis

is a thousand an hour.

What is he doing defending

this guy Kane?

I don't know.

Somebody ought to find out.

Kuffs. Peter Coca, D.A.'s office.

How's it going?

You ready?

Sure.

I've already identified

Kane once now, haven't I?

Well, not officially.

Let's go.

Yeah, that's... That's him

right there on the end.

You sure?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm sure.

Captain, can I see you a minute?

Sure.

Wait a second. You didn't see him

pull the trigger?

- No.

- I can't hold him.

What do you mean

you can't hold him?

Let me tell you how

it's gonna go down.

This guy Kane, he heard shots.

He runs to the front of the church.

He sees your brother lying there.

There's a gun.

He picks it up.

You burst through the doors.

He thinks you're the gunman.

Wait. He thinks

I'm the gunman?

Let me finish!

He thought you were the gunman who was

gonna come back and kill him, so he ran.

That's if he admits he was in

the church in the first place. He hasn't.

The priest didn't see anything.

There's no corroborating witnesses.

There's no fingerprints

on the gun.

It's your word against his.

He's about to tell me that the guy

that shot my brother is gonna get away.

He's the lawyer.

Would you excuse us?

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