Q & A Page #5

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Maybe she'll say something.

You look at her with those baby blues.

Who knows where it might lead, you know?

Why should all the bad guys

get all the good p*ssy?

I'm sitting on something.

I've got to say it to your face, Counselor.

REILLY:
Say it.

What I've got to say,

maybe you don't want these guys to hear.

CHAPMAN:
Say it.

REILLY:
Say it.

What do you think, you're smart?

You think I don't know why you got me

down here on this cockamamie case?

She's with me now, whitebread.

BOBBY:
I know about you and my old lady.

She told me everything.

If I catch you sniffing around her...

...you'll get much more

than you could ever handle.

I really don't care if you're the law

or whatever the f*** you are. Okay?

You were warned.

You ever point your finger at me again,

I'll break it off and shove it up your ass.

Okay.

I guess now, we've both been warned.

BRENNAN:
Hey, Flo. Come here.

Bring your friend.

Call your girlfriends over here.

Come on, girls. Come on.

You know better than to run from me, Flo.

FLO:
Lieutenant, I was just...

BRENNAN:
You was just bullshit.

BRENNAN:
All right, who we got here?

We got Min, Sherry, Lola...

BRENNAN:
Carrie, Sue Ellen...

Oh, and that star of stage,

screen, and cocksucking. Sylvester, right?

My name is Sophia.

Sophia?

What's this, Sophia?

This feels like little balls

and a cock and a Kotex, right, Sophia?

Don't you come in my hand,

you cocksucker, or I'll rip it off.

Jesus, Lieutenant, you're hurting me.

Not as bad as I'm going to.

Now, what's your name?

- What's your name?

- Sophia!

- What's your name?

- Sylvester.

I'm looking for Roger Montalvo.

I mean now, I'm really looking.

Whoever lets me know,

I owe them one, okay?

You got it, Lieutenant. Anything else?

Flo, if I wanted anything else,

I'd call Sylvester here.

BRENNAN:
I mean, look at this mouth.

This is an experienced mouth,

right, Sylvester?

SOPHIA:
Please, Lieutenant.

Now listen, cocksucker.

Montalvo's boyfriend, what's his name?

Jose Malpica.

BRENNAN:
That's right. Jose Malpica.

You run in the same circles.

You run into him on the daisy chain...

...you tell him, I want to see him.

Comprende?

SOPHIA:
Yeah.

Get back to work. Get back to work!

PIMP:
I heard.

PIMP:
Got the word.

Nancy, please.

Nancy, please!

REILLY:
Don't be this way.

Are you going to your mother's?

Of course. You've got a tap on us.

And a tail on Bobby,

so I knew when you'd be going out.

It figures.

- I want to talk to you.

- Don't even try!

- There's a lot to talk...

- Not another word.

Look, it's raining...

...and cabs are really tough,

especially going uptown...

...but I will be out of this car

in one second if you open your mouth.

Now, which is it gonna be?

Okay.

Do you remember where it is?

[Speaking in Spanish]

Hello, Mrs. Bosch.

MRS. BOSCH:
Alberto...

Well, long time.

This is my mother's house.

You can't come in here.

Let me talk to you. Please, Nancy.

NANCY:
I don't want

to start rehashing everything.

We never talked about anything.

REILLY:
You left me standing on a corner,

and six years later you walk into my office...

Stop it!

Whatever he is and whatever he does,

he is a lot more honorable than you are.

He is what he is, but he has one face,

not two, and he's colorblind.

Please. Understand...

...I was taken by surprise.

You never told me your father was...

Say it! Say it!

My father was what? Say it!

Was a n*gger?

Cops say it all the time. Just say it, okay?

Was a n*gger, was a dinge, was a coon!

He was the best man that I ever knew,

and you turned pale when you met him.

And it is pretty goddamn hard

to see you go pale.

Nancy, we were together for two years,

and you never told me your father was black.

Is that what you thought?

You thought I was hiding my father

from you?

I'll tell you what I thought.

I thought, "I'm in love.

"I'm in love with a cop from the 23.

"I'm in love with this baby that I'm carrying.

"I'm in love with a great man."

It was my father.

We're coming home and he's

coming around the corner with his sea bag.

NANCY:
He's been away two years.

And at that moment, I have

everything that I could ever possibly want.

And I say, "Al, this is my father."

And then, I see your face.

What did you see in my face?

A look.

REILLY:
A look?

NANCY:
Yes!

One look can tell you something

that changes two peoples' lives?

Yeah, one look.

You know, it's what we're like.

It's our sixth sense.

What happened to the baby?

What baby?

NANCY:
You know,

those Irish eyes are not smiling.

I'm as Catholic as you are,

but I'm just not as strict.

These words are useless.

Just get out of my house.

Nancy, I don't want to leave like this.

You don't have a choice. Just get out.

Just go. Go!

Get out! If you don't get out, I'm gonna go!

Just go!

Out!

Get out of my house! Go!

This is idiotic, Francis.

You've complicated

what should be a simple self-defense.

I will not allow an officer

of Brennan's stature to be dragged...

...through the slime

by some Puerto Rican scum.

You won't present this to the grand jury.

There's no corroborative evidence.

REILLY:
It's in the Q&A.

The Q&A is for the record.

It's like the other paperwork.

The grand jury will go where you lead them.

They won't ask for the Q&A,

they will accept your quotes from it.

Don't complicate this, Francis.

Don't let me lose my faith in you.

Yes, sir. We'll find the stool, Montalvo.

And I'm sure that will corroborate

Lieutenant Brennan's version.

QUINN:
Francis?

You're not working

for Internal Affairs, are you?

No, sir.

Keep in touch.

Yes, sir.

VALENTIN:
Hey. Can we do Joan Rivers?

REILLY:
What?

"Can we talk?" Just a question.

Yeah. Now okay?

Al, Chappie told you

about him and Brennan being tight.

I don't have anything to tell,

but we've got to be honest.

If we push this,

who are we pushing against?

What're you saying?

That scene the other day.

You've got to admit, that's a bit unusual.

You and the lady,

an old roll in the hay or what?

We met, we were going to get married.

We didn't get married.

Why?

I f***ed up.

Okay. That's cool.

You got my respect and silence,

Alberto, okay?

Thank you.

VALENTIN:
The other day,

you looked like you were still hurting.

REILLY:
Every little breeze, Val.

[Heavy machinery droning]

REILLY:
We need you downtown

for your statement, nothing complicated.

Your report will cover all of it.

Say hi to Delgado.

Glad to see I'm not the only case

you're working.

Hey, Mike.

I came to see you...

...because I think you've got

the wrong idea about me.

I've got no idea about you, Mike.

Come on, Reilly.

If I want my prick pulled, I'll do it myself.

Look, f*** it. It's no secret.

I believe in kicking ass.

I've kicked ass in the 32, the 25, the 30...

...the 34, the 6, you name it,

but I'm respected.

I mean, my first night on patrol,

at 147th and Lennox...

...I told those n*ggers on the corner:

"When I'm on the post, the baddest

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