Night Falls on Manhattan Page #8

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to make a deal for himself...

then the whole house of cards collapses.

They're going down.

Come heavy.

Barnard Street, apartment 3-David.

We got two plain-clothes going in

with warrant.

Send back-up. Come heavy.

Hi.

Sean?

- Yeah?

- One of your perks...

Well, if there's anyone you want

as your secretary...

I mean, you should have who you want.

- Eileen, I'd like you to stay on, please.

I need all the help I can get.

- I'd be honored.

Eileen, you know

where the warrant might be?

The one that Joey and my father had?

It's in that stack I just brought you.

All the documentation is chronological,

so it should be, right at the top.

That's a Xerox,

you know where the original might be?

Who signed this?

- Impelleteri.

Could have gone back to his office,

or floating around the 74th precinct.

Do you want me to locate it?

- Please.

Could take a couple of days.

- Okay.

Hi.

- Hi.

How you feeling, Morgy?

Lousy.

What else do you want to ask me?

I came to thank you.

I owe a lot to you.

Don't thank me.

I might not have done you a favor.

It'll start soon, you'll see.

What'll start?

- The pressure.

In fact, from what I heard,

it's started already.

What did you hear?

Internal Affairs, they're pressing you?

How did you hear it?

People owe me.

How bad is it?

I don't know yet.

This Internal Affairs business:

I'm afraid to go through the door.

I don't know what to expect.

Expect the worst, so prepare yourself.

Everybody's going to want a piece of you

now that you're elected.

Leaves you in a damn good position, kid.

When they grab for you,

when they go for that piece of you...

you get something back.

You always get back more than you gave.

You hear me, kid?

More than you gave.

What are you saying to me? It's going

to be one big deal I'm making?

No, a hundred little ones. A thousand.

Deal after deal after deal after deal.

It's not why I became a lawyer.

- Who cares why you became a lawyer.

Only you nobody else gives a sh*t.

Why? You want clean hands?

Become a priest.

Look, kid, what you're searching for,

you're not going to find it.

Not in this place, not at this time.

Maybe no place at any time.

But you'll be better than most.

That's what you're going to have

to be satisfied with.

Get the hell out of here, please.

You're depressing me.

Come on.

- Oh, God.

Please.

I'd kiss you,

but you're an ugly bastard.

So, what do you think, Lieutenant?

Can I do myself some good here?

You're the first to come forward,

I'm sure we can help.

But I'll need corroboration

for everything you tell us.

I don't see a problem.

My old partner, Estevez?

You had him in here.

For a deal, he'll talk.

Good. But that's it.

After the two of you, no more deals.

I'm saddened to announce the indictment

this morning of five police officers on

on charges of bribery and

dealing in narcotics.

Their names are in the press release

you've been given.

The indictments are the result of

a two month investigation.

by the Internal Affairs Division.

The investigation was conducted by

Lieutenant Wilson.

Any more cops to come, Sean?

It's an ongoing investigation.

You're an ex-cop, Mr. District Attorney.

How do you feel?

Lousy.

I notice that three of the five names

were in the 74th precinct.

Isn't your father

in the 74th precinct?

If there's anything I hate

as much as a dirty cop...

it's a scandal-mongering reporter

looking for a sensationalist story.

Your smear of a good cop...

a cop who almost gave his life

for this city is despicable.

You find that funny?

Having said that, I can tell you that...

this investigation will go

wherever the evidence leads.

This press conference is over.

Eileen, any word on the warrant?

- Oh, I forgot to tell you.

We can't find any trace of the original.

How come?

- Happens all the time.

I'll clear this.

- Here, let me help you.

- I got it, thanks. Just sit there.

Like you to volunteer

after all the hard work's done, right?

Making the roast beef,

that's when I could've used you.

Peeling potatoes, scraping the carrots.

Sit there and drink your Guinea Red.

I'll take care of it.

It was great, Pop.

When did you learn how to cook?

Oh, after your mom died.

Days off got so damn lonely

around here.

But people were nice.

They kept on inviting me

for Sunday dinner.

I knew I'd have to invite them back

and restaurants round here ain't great.

Also, I tend to drink a little too much

in a restaurant, I don't know why.

So I started cooking.

Made my days off go faster.

And I could repay my neighbors like

a civilized man.

Go ahead, don't wait for me.

I'll just get some milk.

I can't take credit for that pie,

I'm afraid.

It's store bought,

but Casey heated.

There we go. Want some coffee?

- Yeah.

So, Sean, you wanted to see us,

and we wanted to see you.

So what's up?

- Go ahead, take it.

You first.

Okay, we got a little favor to ask you,

Seano.

Tough one, Pop?

- For you, I guess it will be. Go ahead.

I guess the only thing to do is say it.

- Right.

Got caught with my hand in

the cookie jar.

Whose cookie jar?

- Oh, Kleinhoff.

Somebody ratted me out to Internal

Affairs and they called me in.

How long you been on the take?

About four years.

- How much?

Over the whole time, I don't know,

about sixty or seventy grand.

Grand jury?

Yeah, in about two or three weeks.

What do you want me to do about it?

- Joey's offered to co-operate.

I told them, you know, they got me.

That f***ing prick Wilson turned me down.

He says he's got everybody he needs.

Talk to him, Sean. He could use Joey.

One more witness never hurt

the prosecution.

He'll listen to you. You're the D.A.

It's a personal thing with that f***ing

prick he's been after me for years.

About eight, nine years ago...

- Bullshit, bullshit.

You might as well be selling

dope yourself.

Sean, don't.

- What do you mean, don't.

Don't what, Pop?

Don't tell him he's a scumbag?

That he's a disgrace?

What about it, Pop?

You tell me:
what do you want me to do?

- Sean, he's my partner.

Right, hold it. Just hold it.

I don't want you two to...

I mean, that's just not right.

Yeah, I'm your partner,

but this is your son.

And I don't want to cause no bad feeling

between you two.

And you, you can stop worrying, 'cause

he had nothing to do with anything.

There is no way I'm going to talk to

Internal Affairs about him.

What if I had something new to offer?

- Something new to offer? Like what?

There were eight cops who...

- Eight cops who what, Joey?

What?

- Talked about taking out Washington.

My God.

Including you, Joey?

Yeah, including me.

That night of the shoot-out,

they all came...

And they were there the night of.

the shoot-out, weren't they?

Including the two rat-fucks that

turned me into Wilson.

The two rat-fucks? Rat-fucks?

You took money from

Harlem's biggest dealer...

you committed perjury at his trial...

you engaged in a conspiracy to kill him

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