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you to have it now.
Thanks.
It's now in your hands...
...but we're gonna help you
get Nezhinski.
And we got a lead, Joe.
Word got back
from one of our uncles...
...that a big Russian shipment's
coming in sometime next week.
We'll find it.
Your father will not
have died in vain.
You're not sleeping again.
Did you take the pills
the doctor gave you?
No.
What is this?
Is this a police exam?
Bobby, is this a police exam?
Yes.
Were you gonna talk to me
about it?
Yeah.
When?
I don't know.
Bobby, do you know
how this makes me feel?
You just went off,
you made this decision.
You didn't even talk to me about it.
After this nightmare
we've been through?
I don't know if I could
live through that again.
You're gonna join the police, Bobby?
Baby, you could be killed.
Look at your brother.
Your father, he died for nothing.
No! No!
Don't talk about them!
You don't talk about them!
- You wanna get shot like him?
- Don't talk about them!
Do not talk about them!
You don't understand!
You can't do this!
I won't let you!
- No, you can't!
- I have to do this!
- No, you don't!
- I have to do it!
No, you're gonna get yourself killed!
I f***ing hate you!
The commissioner's aware you have
special knowledge for this case.
He made it top priority.
Come.
We're all very sorry
about your father, Robert.
- Thank you.
- Pursuant to your request...
a special dispensation...
...and appoint you
a conditional member...
...of this department,
effective immediately.
- I appreciate that.
- Good.
You will be required to go to the
academy once this case is completed.
- You know that?
- Yes, I do.
All right, then.
Would you raise
your right hand, please?
"I, Robert Green,
hereby pledge and declare...
...that I will support and defend
the Constitution..."
I, Robert Green,
hereby pledge and declare...
...that I will support and defend
the Constitution...
"...both of
the United States government...
... and the state of New York,
to the best of my ability. "
- both of
the United States government...
... and the state of New York,
to the best of my ability.
"I will faithfully discharge my duties
in the rank of probationary officer..."
I will faithfully discharge my duties
in the rank of probationary officer...
"...in the New York City
Police Department. "
- in the New York City
Police Department.
- "So help me God."
- So help me God.
Congratulations, Robert,
and welcome.
Thank you.
- Congratulations.
- Thank you.
They're all expecting you
down at the precinct.
Work all your contacts. We gotta find
out where that deal is going down.
Jumbo, I'm not gonna party,
but I need to talk to you.
All right, so, look, I'll come down later
and I'll see you there. All right.
No, don't tell Freddie.
Jumbo, listen to me.
Just meet me at El Caribe
at 11:
30, all right?All right.
Hey.
You get your ID card this morning?
Yeah, but they wouldn't give me
a piece. I should have one.
I'll get you one.
Pop always said
you were a good shot.
- What's the matter, Joe?
- Nothing.
It's kind of weird seeing you here.
- Yeah, I know.
- Bobby.
I never meant
to get you involved in all this.
I'm sorry.
You don't gotta apologize to me.
I never listened to you or Pop.
You wanna hear something funny?
I was kind of jealous of you for that.
I was. I don't think
I had a lot of faith in myself.
I just did what Pop wanted me to do.
I mean, you...
I mean, you were free.
Anyway, look...
...I didn't mean to get into all this.
It just...
Maybe it's just because
I ain't been sleeping lately.
I'm kind of having some nightmares
about what happened to me.
Well...
...all that matters
is that we finish this.
And we catch Nezhinski
when that deal goes down.
Bobby, an Amada Juarez
is calling for you on line three.
- Tell her I'll call her back later.
- All right.
Are you gonna be okay?
I gotta go downstairs and
get fitted for a vest, all right?
Yeah.
Amada?
Hey.
Miss Juarez left about an hour ago.
She said to give you this.
- Hey, get me some food, would you?
- Yeah, sure.
We're checking you out at noon
tomorrow. Get your stuff together.
I'll bring the menus.
Lou.
My brother. The grand return.
I can't believe you called. Look at you.
You look great. You look different.
- Who is this?
- That's my bodyguard.
Look at this place.
You put more tables up here?
No. I don't know. Come here.
Come on, have a drink for a second.
- Why don't you get us some drinks?
- Don't you think you've had enough?
You wanna be a pain in my ass?
You my mother? Get us some drinks.
- F*** you in the ass.
- I'm ready.
- I wanna talk to you about something.
- Sure.
You know of anything going down
the next few days? Something major?
No.
I mean, they never tell me
their heavy stuff anyway.
Yeah, but you hear about things.
People talking, anything?
If I hear anything, I'll let you know.
- What about Freddie? He around?
- Freddie's downstairs.
- Come on, pay attention.
- Where's Amada?
Bob.
- She left.
- She left?
- What do you mean, she left?
- Jumbo, leave it alone.
Don't worry. Don't worry.
Amada, she probably
just needs some space.
She'll be back.
Between us, that place they
had you in was driving her crazy...
...I know that.
The Cue Motor Inn?
We used to call it the "Screw Motor
Inn," with all the hookers.
How'd you know
where we were staying?
How did you know
where we were staying?
It was in the papers.
You know, those reporters,
they got their noses everywhere.
Always looking through
everybody's garbage.
Anyway, homeslice,
what do you think of the floorshow?
Wanna go downstairs for a bit?
Go outside? It's loud in here.
- What?
- Talk, catch up?
You wanna go outside?
We got drinks coming.
Forget the drinks. I haven't
seen you in forever. Let's go.
- It's cold out.
- Get your coat.
Come on. Give us a few minutes.
It'll be all right.
Okay, but make it quick.
It wasn't in the papers, Lou.
Where's Nezhinski?
I don't know.
Don't play games with me.
- I don't know.
- I said, don't play games with me.
Amada told you where
we were staying, didn't she?
She trusted you like a brother.
Bob. Come on.
I swear, I don't know nothing.
My father's dead because of you.
You know I'm with the police now?
And I can do anything to you.
Bob, I told them where you were,
but it ain't what you think.
Amada said you moved
every couple days.
I thought you'd be gone by then.
It's the truth. I sw...
I swear to God.
I tried to give them
the wrong information. I tried.
Come on. Tell me who.
Who? Who? Who?
Marat.
Marat Buzhayev.
I'm sorry, Bob. I know
he was like a father to you...
...but he owns me.
Don't say that! Don't say that!
Don't say that!
- My eyes.
- You f***!
You f***. F***. F***.
You f***!
Get up. Get up!
Get up! Get up!
This Jumbo Falsetti guy confirmed...
... that a major shipment
is coming tomorrow for Buzhayev.
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