Prince of the City Page #2

Do it your way.

You like it rare.

What is it? What do you want?

I didn't do it, whatever it is.

Why don't you do something important,

like investigate lawyers?

You were in the

Manhattan DA's office, right?

There was never a hint of corruption

in that office.

Maybe you know something I don't.

Danny, you called me.

So why you here?

If you know anything about lawyers

or DAs, I would love to hear it.

Is it common practice to sell

narcotics in the narcotics division?

Where is your information from?

Village Voice?

New York Magazine, for chrissake?

We don't sell narcotics.

Dope dealers sell narcotics.

We're not dope dealers.

We're policemen.

This steak is raw.

This conversation is bullshit.

- Yeah?

- Danny, I'm sick. I can't sleep.

Hang on.

What are you talking about?

I left you something when we finished.

Whatever it was, I'm sick, Danny.

It's 3:
00 in the morning, you f***.

What's this "you f***," man?

We work together, right?

You know I can't make it

without you, Danny.

Look, you really need...

You really have to help me, Danny.

You don't want to leave me

out here throwing rocks.

Where are you?

You got something for me?

I'm gonna get you something.

Hey, Sal. You got something for me?

I got a sick stoolie.

You have to replace this for me, Danny.

I got stoolies too, you know?

What is it?

I don't know what this is.

This ain't sh*t! Sh*t, Danny!

You gotta get me something! What

are we gonna do? Come on, Danny.

- Danny, you gotta get me something.

- Shut up! Shut up!

You gotta help me, Danny!

- Sh*t, Danny!

- Shut up! We'll go over to Cy's place.

- Oh, I don't believe it.

- What?

I left my money at home.

I haven't got a dime.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God, Danny.

Oh, God, Danny, what are we gonna do?

- Danny, what are we gonna...? Oh, God.

- Shut up.

When that guy comes out of Cy's,

I'm gonna take him.

You can have whatever he's got.

- Yeah, Danny, you gotta...

- Get your hands off me and stay down.

Stay out of sight.

Danny!

Danny!

Come on, Danny!

Why'd you run, Jose?

Kill him! Kill him!

Kill the motherf***er!

You hurt me, baby face.

I think you broke something.

You shouldn't have run, Jose.

Where's your junk?

Oh, don't take my junk. Please,

baby face, don't take my cure, man.

I bought five bags, take half.

Don't take it all. I'm sick.

Don't you see how sick I am?

I'm a junkie, not a connection.

Why you wanna bust me?

Oh, Jesus, Jose, I'm sorry.

It's okay. It's broke, it don't matter.

Just don't leave me sick, baby face.

Hey, four bags, Jose.

You must have struck it rich.

Here's two bags.

Go home and sleep now.

You're a b*tch, Danny.

That's some f***ing left hand

you got.

Dry out. You got a lot of work

to do tomorrow.

I'm not gonna forget this, Danny.

I'm not gonna forget this.

I can't breathe. I'm gonna to be si...

Come on, Jose.

Come on, I'll take you home.

I saved you two bags, Jose.

You'll be okay.

Jeannie, open. I got something.

- What is it?

- From Cy's.

Jeannie, you got any iodine?

Jeannie, save me something. I'm sick.

I'm sick, baby, okay?

Okay, baby?

I'm sick.

Baby.

Save me something, baby, yes.

l... I blew my first shot.

You f***ing liar!

Where did you put the bag?

I flushed it, man. It was garbage.

I told you, I had to take two.

I blew my first shot.

You f***ing liar! Didn't you even leave

me enough to get through the night!

- Oh, you liar! Liar, liar.

- Oh, babe!

- Liar, liar, liar.

- Hold him, please!

- Liar, liar, liar.

- Please, please!

Day I graduated from the academy

was the proudest day in their lives.

I hear you've got

the best mob connection in SIU.

A cousin. That right?

Yeah, Nick.

My father's sister.

Her Nick's with the Colombos.

Listen, those guys don't tell me anything

they don't want me to know.

See, to my cousin Nick, being a cop

is a sickness...

...to want to put people in jail.

Every time he introduces me

to somebody, he says:

"Remember, this guy's a cop."

I understand.

Danny, this is the second time

you've called me. What is it?

I know something is eating you.

I want to help.

How come you set up a meeting for me

with this guy, and don't check with me?

Look, I am not setting you up.

Brooks Paige is a guy you're gonna

want to know. He can be a friend.

A friend that heads the Anti-Corruption

Unit of the U.S. Attorney's Office.

Yeah, that's true.

Brooks is a good guy.

He's very up front.

Very resourceful.

Very prompt.

That's not true. All cops are like me.

I'm no different.

Well, I think you are.

That's why you're here.

You don't know why I'm here.

Where did you go to school, Paige?

I went to Harvard,

and before Harvard to Andover...

...and before Andover to St. Bernard's.

- St. Bernard's.

That's in the 23. That's little,

blond boys in blazers, right?

Oh, sh*t, Cappalino.

My own father can't understand

the pressures on cops.

What am I supposed to get

from St. Bernard's?

You people in the Chase Commission,

you tell cops...

...you're out to catch them taking meals

or taking Christmas presents.

You bastards, it's you guys

who run the whole f***ing thing.

You run it!

Starting with assistant DAs...

...who plea-bargain murder one

down to a misdemeanor!

Or lawyers wearing $400 suits, who

come up to cops in hallways and say:

"Hey, pal, this case don't mean sh*t.

Here's $50.

Here's $ 100, $500, $ 15,000."

Fifteen thousand dollars!

F***, I mean, we know

how you guys become judges.

You pay 50,000,

and... you're wearing robes!

You guys, you live in Westport

or here on Central Park West...

...while we're up in El Barrio

on 125th Street!

You want us to keep everybody

on the inside...

...so you can stay on the outside!

- That's not true.

- The f*** it's not true!

The f*** it's not true!

The first thing a cop learns is

he can't trust anybody but his partners!

I'll tell you something right now...

...I sleep with my wife,

but I live with my partners.

You people... You people,

you're just out to hurt us.

You wanna lay the whole

f***ed-up system on us!

But nobody cares about me

but my partner!

You understand that? Nobody!

You see, I see what kind of man you are.

And you, you know?

And then I look at my partner,

and I see what kind of man he is.

And there's no comparison, see?

It's me and him...

...and whatever guy we catch.

And we're gonna put him in jail,

we're gonna lock him up...

...and we're gonna take

his f***ing money.

F*** him, f*** them and f*** you!

F*** you!

You guys are winning in the end,

anyway.

We're out there selling ourselves

and our families.

These people we take from own us.

I know what you guys think of us.

That we're the only thing

between you and the jungle.

You don't understand!

We're on the inside!

You've got the same kind of dirt

under your fingernails as me.

Sure, I give my informants heroin.

They got nobody but me,

and they're sick, and they're helpless...

...and I feel responsible for them.

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