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After what I've just been through!

- I gotcha!

- How could you do that to me?

Five years I waited! I finally gotcha!

So you ended up with it.

What do ya think? Not bad, huh?

I always wanted my own gin mill.

Yeah.

So who else knows about this place?

Relax. Nobody knows about this place.

Nobody knew about it when it was open!

I'm sorry it's a little messy. The maid

hasn't been in in three or four years.

So who'd you get to decorate

the joint? Rin Tin Tin?

I'm not discussing fine art with you.

Take your medicine.

Are you telling me

this beacon of accuracy

got this story wrong?

It's bullshit, Leo.

Silak must've set the whole thing up.

The whole precinct's

probably looking for me!

Why? Why would he do it? He's got 25

years on the job. He can retire any time.

Why would he kill another cop?

I don't know why.

You figure it out. Tell me why those

bastards went through Mike's place.

Wait. What bastards?

Cops - gave us a hard time. Wanted to see

everything we took. Even Chris's toys.

Sh*t, that sounds like IAD.

What's IAD?

Shoo-flies.

Cops that investigate other cops.

Internal Affairs.

That's what they were.

It's what Silak called 'em.

Wait. Silak was at the apartment

with these guys?

You bet!

IAD'd only be involved in a cop-killing

if they thought Mike was dirty.

- Mike was not dirty.

- No, I know he wasn't.

Silak must've brought 'em in.

He's tryin' to deflect the investigation.

- I think we're gettin' warm here, pal.

- You might be getting warm!

These cops at the apartment.

Did they ask you anything?

- No, they just wanted us outta there. Fast!

- Did Silak ask you anything?

- Christ, I can't remember.

- Rollie, this is important. Think!

Did he ask you anything? At all?

He asked if Mike ever talked

about cases he was working on.

An inactive case - whatever that is.

- That's it. It's a shitpile case.

- What is a shitpile case?

It's a hobby case. It's an old,

unsolved, inactive case.

Cops pick 'em up and screw around

with 'em on their own time.

- That's what it's gotta be.

- So what now?

First, we have another drink.

Then we try to find the right shitpile.

Hi.

- Surprise!

- Leo!

I can't believe it!

This is a restricted area.

You always just waltz right in.

- How do you do it?

- I lie.

Tell me about it! You said you were

gonna call me for dinner. Two years ago.

I thought you were supposed to call me.

I tried to call you, you bastard.

You look good.

Congratulations on your promotion.

- Thank you.

- How's your mother doin'?

Spare me the Irish charm, Leo!

You didn't come up here

to ask about my mother.

If you think I'm risking my job again

to help you find an alimony cheat,

you're crazy.

I don't do matrimonial work any more.

Too dangerous.

Oh, yeah? What are you doing?

Working on the Mike Brandon killing.

Forget it, Leo!

That's a high-profile investigation.

It's also a bullshit cover-up.

Who's your client?

Another sleazebag insurance company?

Actually, my client is Brandon's

ten-year-old son, Chris.

Hey, Velez.

I'm serious.

Damn! You sure know

how to push the right buttons.

Good girl! Look, I'm interested in

an old case that Brandon was working on.

- How far back?

- Anything older than

five years. Do it like you never tapped in.

Don't worry!

- Any luck?

- How about doing some telephone work?

Telephone work?

Hi, Ray.

Sergeant, I'll be back in an hour.

I'm a respectable citizen.

I wanna file a complaint.

We got a new install and repair

for Lieutenant Shylock.

- You mean Silak.

- Silak? Yeah.

- The box is at the foot of the stairs.

- Great.

Here's the key.

Don't return it, it's your ass.

No sweat!

Look at this! I really got it!

Almost got it. You're wasting your time.

That hasn't worked in five years.

Turn it down!

- Hello.

- Yeah. Silak? It's Neely.

Tomorrow. Trial Part 52, 100 Center.

Yeah.

Tony Vargas was the button man.

I got it. Don't sweat

the little stuff, all right?

Hey, I see from the dailies you

neutralised the problem. Nice work.

Yeah. But it didn't go down as

clean as I wanted. How's the old man?

- Sliding fast.

- Don't screw it up!

You do your end and I'll do mine.

Silak, you scumbag!

So are you gonna tell me?

What was all that about?

It's about me spending

the day in court tomorrow.

Mr Neely, is it a fact you're up for

a parole board hearing soon?

- Yes.

- Now, how was it you learned

who ordered the murder of the decedent?

- Tony Vargas told me.

- And what did he say?

That Moore hired him as the button man.

- That's a goddamn lie!

- Objection, Your Honour. Hearsay.

Sustained.

You may continue, Miss Kennedy.

Where were you

when Vargas told you this?

In C-81 at Rikers.

He said Moore wanted him iced

cos he knew too much

- about the embezzlement.

- Objection! May we have a sidebar?

Approach the bench.

Judge, I object to this line of questioning.

What promises have been made

to the witness for his testimony?

Miss Kennedy, any response?

We're writing to the parole board,

acknowledging his assistance.

Counsel is well aware of this.

- I don't want this to drag on.

- Neither do I.

- Leo! I'm surprised to see you.

- Long time! You look wonderful.

Thank you. And you.

No black eyes, no broken noses.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- You're doing divorce work now.

Somebody opens the door,

you're peeking through the keyhole...

- Kick an old pal when he's down!

- You deserve it.

You were the best cop I ever worked with.

You just don't play by the rules!

Are we talking

professional now, or personal?

Believe me, Leo, I forgot about

that other stuff a long time ago.

You lose a bet?

- Thank you! The Doolan file?

- It's on your desk.

- On my desk. Leo, you want coffee?

- Yeah.

- Black, please.

- Two black coffees!

- That'll take an hour.

- Where do you want this?

Just there is great. Thank you.

Not bad!

Look at this!

Liz Kennedy, the smartest kid ever

to come outta St Cecelia's parish.

How come you didn't go with some big

corporate law firm on Madison Avenue,

make yourself some serious money?

I like trench warfare. Madison Avenue's

advertising, Leo. What can I do for ya?

I wanna talk to your witness, Neely.

Call Legal Aid. Neely's not my client.

No...! C'mon, Liz,

this is Leo you're talking to.

Neely's making you famous. You got

two major convictions with his testimony.

- So?

- You probably eat lunch with the creep!

- You never used stoolies?

- Sure I did.

I didn't actually write out their dialogue

for them to recite in court

- in exchange for sentence reduction.

- I don't do that.

Everything he testified to is in line

with what we found in our investigation.

- Who was in charge of that investigation?

- Lieutenant out of the 2-7: Ray Silak.

- You know him?

- Yeah, I know him a little.

Yeah! Silak's been all over the papers

lately with this cop-killing.

- This Mike Brandon thing.

- Yeah. Nothing to do with this office.

You trust Silak?

What are you saying? Silak's dirty?

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