Narc Page #6

It was f***ing Darnell, man!

He's got a cop ID.

He's got a shield.

You all right?

Let me see.

Where you hit, the neck?

Let me call it in.

I'll call the paramedics.

Hang in there.

I'll be right back.

What I have done is I've given him

a rather large and strong dosage

for the wound itself,

but other than that, I've used

a mild sedative for him.

What I am actually worried about

is his prior history of drug abuse,

and I'd like to know

more about that series of...

You know, I...

...the problems

that he had before.

I have to go

and pick up my son.

We have a...

we have a son so...

but I'm-I'm going

to be back.

He didn't do it.

I don't know if you're not listening

or you don't want to listen,

but he didn't do it!

Well, we've compiled enough evidence

to support the contrary.

Wha? And what

does that mean?

What evidence? What?

That means

we're closing it out.

Captain...

there's absolutely no way

that Sheps killed Calvess.

And if you're closing because of that,

you're way off.

Neither one of us

believe that he did it.

He didn't have the balls to do this!

He didn't have the capabilities!

He didn't have the cold blood!

This guy did not do it.

And yet he had no compunction

when faced with possible arrest

about trying to kill both of you.

This is someone of questionable

mental stability with a pronounced

history of drug use.

That you can pin motive on.

That could ride the rap

after the fact,

'cause this is what

you're going to do in lieu of.

You know, you all

are jazzed up because

this piece of sh*t that we

killed, Sheps, was white.

So the whole racial card gets cooled,

and you can forget about the dead cop.

That's what this is all f***in' about.

All right, all right,

Henry, ease off, all right?

- Wha?

- Ease off.

We initiated

and backed this effort

from the very beginning,

but factually irrefutable

is the following:

We have a known criminal

with over 40 felony

and misdemeanor offenses

with a drug tie linking

him directly to Calvess

in possession of stolen weapons,

narcotics

and identification belonging

to another slain officer.

Richard Dekolvie

was stabbed to death

three years ago...

And Homicide got a confession

and a conviction out of that,

so that bullshit's irrelevant.

What you f***in' bringing that

into it for?

It still denotes

illicit criminal acts.

Oh, this is unfuckin' believable.

Sheps came into possession of the ID

as either a result

of participation in the murder

or through association

with the murderers.

This guy was 105 pounds

soaking wet.

If that.

These injuries that Calvess sustained,

they only could have come from two men

with considerably

more size and strength.

That's not even taking into account,

Jesus Christ,

there's no murder weapon.

What are you f***in'

talking about here?

This matter

is no longer mine, gentlemen.

I apologize.

Are you serious?

Are you serious?

It's the Commissioner of Police.

That is so f***ed up.

Yes, it is f***ed up.

This is so f***ed up.

We're done.

You're so wrong, pal.

F***in' bullshit!

I'm sorry, man.

I want you to stop now.

This is done.

It's not.

No, it has to be.

You know I wasn't happy

and that was fine,

but this is where I hit the wall

'cause I've seen you like this before.

And before I was willing

to put myself through it,

but I can't do it anymore.

I'm gonna get 'em

I'm gonna get the guys who did it.

They f***ing...

didn't do it

'cause we... I, I lost 'em.

I lost 'em.

You know, you're running at this

for all the wrong reasons.

What, you think catching them

is going to make you less like them?

Purified?

Just like Calvess?

You know what, that's bullshit, Nick,

'cause that's not what he was.

That's not what you are.

I love you,

but I don't want...

With everything that I am,

I'm still going to leave.

'Cause I can't be with you like this.

I'm done trying.

I'm done trying.

Tellis, you got something

on your desk.

Look at this.

Where'd you get a warrant?

Friends where friends count.

I ran that name

that Deacon gave us... Darnell.

This is what came back.

Darnell, Beery, "Big D Love."

Possession, trafficking.

His last arrest was pulling

a gun on an officer.

Look who he was booked with.

Eugene "Deacon" Sheps...

Latroy Steeds.

Steeds. Steeds and Berry

were never questioned

about Mike's murder.

They all used to work

at Titan's Auto.

It was closed down

after a flood six months ago.

I want to check this place out.

...chicks in my limousines,

lovin' every minute

Of my fantasy, wet dreams,

girl scream...

Hey.

F***!

Steeds or Berry?

Freeze!

Do not f***in' move!

Do not move!

F***!

F*** you.

Get down!

F*** you!

Now, f***in' Coolio

tried to blow my head off.

Darnell, let me see you.

Let me f***in' see you.

F*** off, b*tch!

Come on! We've got some sh*t

to f***in' talk about.

I don't see no badges!

I don't see no warrants!

I didn't do this sh*t, man!

Let him go, man.

Put him down on the ground!

Let him go, man.

You shut the f*** up.

Shut the f*** up.

I'm Detective Lieutenant Henry Oak

of the Detroit Metropolitan

Police Department.

This is Detective Sergeant Tellis.

We already know who you are

which is why we are here.

You've been hiding from us

'cause you killed a cop.

That cop's name

was Michael Calvess...

Jimmy Fredricks.

Now I'm going to give

you the opportunity

to come all the way clean

on this and confess.

If you choose in your limited wisdom

to f*** around with me

and force my hand,

then you're both going

out of here in a bag.

F*** that!

You know what you're doin' is illegal.

Bullshit.

Just book us, man.

Give me my f***in' phone call!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Shh-shh-shh-shh-shh.

You're going to need

a hell of a lot more

than a f***in' phone call, my man.

You got a hell of a jacket on you.

You have multiple counts,

you got assault, B&E,

felony possession,

grand theft f***ing auto.

You add to that list

the murder of a decorated cop,

and you've officially

f***ed yourself for life.

Man, I didn't murder no f***in' cop.

Man, I never touched...

Enough. Shh.

Now I'm gonna toss this place.

Is there anything you want to tell me?

Huh? No?

Fine.

This is next.

Whose ride is this?

Is this yours?

Is this supposed to be

your f***ing car, Darnell?

Huh, Big D?

Is this your f***ing car?

Is this yours?

Give me the keys.

This is next.

F*** you.

I ain't giving you no keys.

Say it again.

Say "f*** you" again.

Say "f*** you" again.

Say "f*** you" again to me.

Your ride? Okay.

What is this, man?

Take us in.

You're going to f*** around with me?

- No.

- Huh?

No!

F***, why'd you do that?

- No!

- This ain't right, man!

One more?

Lieutenant!

Well, look at that.

F***!

What, are brothers throwing a coup?

You selling this sh*t to the Serbs?

Police issue.

That's from the impound.

Let's hear it.

What you been doing?

Huh, homes?

You been sneaking into

the impound at night.

You're in a lot

of f***ing trouble, boys.

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