Streets Of Blood Page #6

Just take this deal

'cause you're dirty.

We got a cop in your unit

in our pocket.

You got a cop you turned.

Yeah, this idiot was selling dope

to an undercover FBI agent.

He's admitted to stealing

and selling cocaine

as well as framing suspects.

So he framed guilty suspects, sir?

What else is new?

He's framing cops?

If you put him on the stand,

everyone will know what he did,

so that's not much of a witness.

Now let me drop a bomb on you...

we have a witness who saw you kill

everybody in the LKs' crib.

She saw you and your partner enter

and commence a gun battle.

Bullshit.

She witnessed you and Balentine

shoot an unarmed man.

She then observed you plant a gun

on the dead man and take his money.

Is that it?

If that's it, then I'm getting

the f*** out of here.

You're f***ing crazy.

You're talking about

that crack whore?

So you admit she's a witness.

If she is the same little

strawberry crackhead I let go,

she was there,

but she wasn't a witness.

She didn't see anything.

See, when guns go off, people duck.

So she didn't see a thing.

And there ain't no jury or judge

who's gonna believe

a poor little crack whore

over a couple of hero cops.

It's automatic to call for backup,

but you didn't call for backup

because you didn't want patrol

to discover your criminal conduct.

No probable cause. Looks to us

like you went in there to rob, to kill.

Gunshots are probable cause.

And we didn't have time

to call that in.

The cop we turned is telling the truth.

We believe him,

and so will the jury.

And by the way, we're gathering

collaborative evidence,

and it's about as easy to find

as getting wet in the rain.

Scores of your arrests were bogus.

Your unit planted evidence,

framed and even shot

innocent victims

to serve time for crimes

they didn't commit.

With respect, that's all lies.

Now I'm not a lawyer,

but I do have a rough idea

how this kind of thing works.

And I'm telling you,

doing you a favor here,

that your strategy will not fly.

You gotta take criminals out of jail

to testify against us.

You will have conceded that these

criminals were wrongly convicted.

Once you get these criminals

out of prison,

the first thing they're gonna do

is hire other criminals called lawyers

and they're gonna sue the city

for millions...

all this based on allegations

of one lying con man cop.

Your only shot of convicting us

of anything

is by turning a second cop,

and that's not likely.

Only dirty cops will, and they usually

don't live long enough to testify.

The rule of thumb in the drug world

where there's this much money

is that there's always

law-enforcement corruption...

dirty cops, dirty DEA,

dirty CIA, dirty FBI.

But you won't make the cops

the scapegoats.

There's one more thing...

you just committed a crime

by revealing the identity

of a federal witness.

You did just do that.

Yes, but I didn't tell you anything.

Sure you did. You said

that there was a dirty cop.

How long do you think it's gonna be

before we find out who that is?

In your police report you said

that Jambalaya Jake

died telling you

important information.

That's right, sir,

but I'm not gonna tell you.

Believe me, though, he did tell me

what I wanted to know.

Yeah? And what's your MO

for making suspects talk?

I can't really describe it,

but I'd like to show it to you.

Yeah, I bet you would.

And you'll tell

me what I want to know.

I won't tell you anything

under any circumstances.

You don't know

who you're dealing with.

Captain, Doctor,

you're my independent witnesses.

I'm putting these clowns on notice.

They committed a crime

by revealing a partial identity

of a federal witness.

Andy, if you and your men

crossed the line,

- I cannot protect you.

- All right, all right.

- Hey.

- Sorry about that.

Listen to me.

The feds are serious.

Oh, are you afraid I'll go to jail?

No, I'm afraid

you won't make it to jail.

I thought they paid you

not to get attached.

I know I'm not a rat.

I know Stan is not a rat.

- I ain't no rat.

- I ain't no f***ing rat.

We're gonna find out who it is

and then we're gonna set him up.

Put a bullet in his head.

I'll put a bullet in your head.

That's not how we do things.

- What about the witness, Andy?

- I let her go. She didn't know nothing.

- Let her go? Jesus f***ing Christ.

- She didn't know nothing.

She was a brutalized strawberry

little crackhead.

Besides, you stole

and you didn't give me my share.

Hey, we'll cut you in there.

We'll give you your share.

- Moron.

- What?

You just let him trick you

into telling him anything.

- Hey, shut the f*** up, Stan.

- What else did you tell?

- Wanna start some sh*t?

- Listen, hey,

I didn't know there was a crime

'cause I didn't know you guys stole.

I didn't know she was a wit 'cause I

didn't know you guys committed a crime.

And I don't want a share

'cause I don't steal.

Let me see if I get your version

of the Commandments here, Charlie.

So you're saying

that stealing is bad,

but what you do, which is lying

and beating people and killing them

and letting witnesses go

'cause you want to f*** 'em...

that's good?

You're like the idiot version...

Hang on. She was a brutalized

little strawberry.

- Of the Bible, you dumb f*** Moses.

- Number one...

I never struck anybody

that didn't assault me first.

Number two... I never killed anybody who

didn't shoot at me first, more or less.

And that's a brutalized

poor little crackhead.

That's a sick thing to say.

Besides, it's your f***ing girl

brought us here.

Don't worry. That bush is done burning.

Let me straighten them out.

If you talk to me like that again

you're gonna meet with a horrible

disfiguring accident.

You understand what I'm saying?

Yes, bring it.

Dumb f*** Moses.

- Andy.

- Barney.

- Hey, he just f***ing set me up.

- What the f*** is wrong with you?

What was I supposed to do?

What did your parents do to you, huh?

You've had too many long rides

on your Uncle Bubba's knees?

- F***ing a**hole.

- Why are you always running your mouth?

Barney, you're this close.

You're this f***ing close.

- Why are you always running your mouth?

- Let's just do it. Come on.

Hey, Tanya, it's me.

It's Barney.

Shh shh.

- You hear something?

- I don't like it. I don't like it.

Yo, guns up.

Hit it.

All right, go.

Oh, sh*t.

- Oh, God.

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, f*** that.

Yeah, they took it up a notch.

Oh, God. Let's back the f*** off this.

Let's go.

- Oh, sh*t.

- They f***ing cut out their tongues.

I can't believe they cut out

your tongue, baby.

She won't be licking

my badge no more.

It's okay, baby. It's okay.

Barney's here.

It's gonna be okay.

Barney, let's go.

I'll miss you.

Their case ain't ready

but they showed us their hand. Why?

To scare us.

This park is ground zero

for drug trafficking in the city.

And we cleaned it up,

didn't we, Stan? Ain't that right?

Man, forget this park.

I can't.

They found my daddy

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