Law & Order (1990) s18e14 Episode Script

NARRATOR: In the criminal justice system the people are represented by two separate yet equally important groups, the police who investigate crime and the district attorneys who prosecute the offenders.
These are their stories.
He's slipping.
Okay, so watch the bumps.
His ass is barely touching the seat as it is.
Hold his head up so the lady can see his face.
Hey! Something wrong with your friend, fellows? Oh, no sir, Officer, bit too much to drink, that's all.
And that's why you're taking him into a liquor store.
Well, he said that we could use his credit card, but they check pictures here.
I I didn't want to do nothing illegal.
Sir? Stone cold.
He's dead.
Oh, my God, he's gone? My partner looks out the window, and he says, "Are they pushing a body down the street?" Dumb and Dumber over here found him in this alley, decided to use the guy's credit card to buy booze.
They didn't happen to mention if they shot the guy? No weapon on them.
These two couldn't hold a gun straight anyway.
Just found the, uh, ViC'S wallet in their pocket.
John Singer, age 33, lives over in Brooklyn, sells real estate in Prospect Heights.
Thanks.
Hold on a minute.
Where you been, Lupes? Oh, I got delayed out the door.
Sorry.
You ask me, that dog owns you.
Beats getting another rug.
You buy their story? Yeah.
They were minding their own business, they found a body with a bullet in it.
It happens every day.
It's back here.
Got some blood.
It's a shell from a .
380.
Look at this, last call was at 10:04 p.
m.
from someone named Angela.
Wife? Or widow.
We weren't married.
I just moved in with John.
This is so weird.
Do you know what he might have been doing in Spanish Harlem last night? No.
He went to Manhattan, but to Midtown, to referee a basketball game.
I thought he was in real estate.
He refereed college games, part-time.
Can you think of anybody that would want to hurt him? No.
But I don't know how well I really knew him.
He would stay out late.
He wouldn't tell me where he'd been.
Did you ever ask him? He said he just needed time to himself.
He called me last night after the game.
I took that as progress.
LUPO: What'd he say? He was going out for a drink with a friend from the game, uh, the equipment manager, uh, Daniel Hoyte.
Yeah, I invited him out.
Tuesdays is $10 lap dances and all-you-can-eat buffalo wings.
Well, that's hard to pass up.
Especially after a game like last night, super close, fans were going crazy.
Every call Singer made he had drunk college kids screaming he's a bum.
So why didn't he go with you? He said he was going home.
You know, brand-new girlfriend waiting.
He kept her waiting.
She thought he was stepping out on her.
LUPO: What do you think? Well, couple of times last month he gave one of his seats to this, uh, redhead, jeans so tight she could barely sit down.
Eh, they waved to each other.
You get her name? Nah, he said she was a real estate client.
If he had a woman on the side he must've called her.
Well, he sold real estate, so he made about a hundred calls a day.
It's going to take us a while to run through these LUDS.
Hey, how about this, from his credit card bill two months ago? He was hitting a restaurant two or three nights a week on Lex at 98th.
It's way off his usual track.
(LAUGHING) What? The Four Cousins Coffee Shop? That's like myjunior high school cafeteria.
It's not exactly romantic.
Yeah, well, maybe the romance happened after they ate.
You got to get them in the mood, bro.
A Western egg sandwich ain't gonna cut it.
I don't know, some women appreciate a down-home style.
Lex and 98th, you know, that's not far from where he got killed.
Find out who he was meeting, and by the way, if either one of you ever want to take me out, I choose him.
SYLVIA: This is awful.
John? LUPO: We're sorry.
God.
A waitress from a coffee shop said you spent time with him there, a lot.
I knew John from G.
A.
Gamblers Anonymous? You know those fun poker games you see on TV? When you're selling your mother's jewelry to cover your losses, it's not so much fun anymore.
John was my sponsor.
He knew what I was going through.
He ref'd basketball games.
That's a lot of temptation for a guy with a problem.
He bet on sports, but never basketball.
He told me.
Okay.
So, uh, how was he doing lately? I hadn't seen him for awhile.
He'd stopped going to meetings.
That's not a good sign, is it? So he was helping her, but falling back into it himself.
It's a hard habit to break, man.
He told her he never bet on basketball.
What do you think? I think he knew people who did.
Those phone numbers, the LUDS? Run 'em against bookies, right? Yeah.
Look, maybe I take a wager or two, but not for Singer, and not lately.
The guy was officially dead to me.
You know, last time he bet with me, some guy came around and said he was garnishing Singer's winnings.
He said that Singer owed him money.
I said I would have to check with Singer.
He said he would have to kick my ass and clean my pockets out, which he did.
Okay.
And trouble like this I just don't need.
Okay? Now, when was this? I don't know, a couple of weeks ago.
So I can't say I was totally surprised about last night.
What, do you mean, about Singer getting killed? No, the game Singer ref'd before he got killed.
What about it? There was something hinky about the action.
There was way too much money on Saint Anselm's.
You're saying Singer promised to fix the game, but didn't deliver? Promised someone he owed money to.
The dude that said Singer owed him money, what'd he look like? (CHUCKLES) No, no, I'm sorry, guys, but I do not need a return visit from him, thank you very much.
Hey, you don't want a return visit from us, either.
He was a black guy with blond hair.
You're not taking us seriously? No, really! I'm being serious.
It was dyed blond, okay? Did you get a name? You know, as he was kicking in my teeth, I forgot to ask.
Okay, let's go look at some pictures.
Come on.
ED: Hey! Well, either the fix was in or Singer was blind.
Things got away from him when East State got hot in the fourth quarter.
He could ignore fouls by Saint Anselm's, but he couldn't shoot baskets for them.
Any luck with the ID? CHIARELLA: No.
And I'm hungry.
Call me if you get something.
Whoa, wait a minute.
Detectives? Is that him? Um, no.
They just look a lot alike, the cauliflower ear.
You just remembered the guy has a cauliflower ear? Sue me.
LUPO: Maybe we hit up a few bookies.
Blond black guy, cauliflower ear.
You know what? Mr.
Lucky's got some more photos to look at.
I'm going to jump back into this in the morning.
You bailing? Yeah, I've got a friend in the hospital.
I promised I'd come and visit.
All right.
Sure.
I'll put out a Finest Message with the suspect's description.
I'll see you in the morning.
I'm out here at your request.
It's now or never.
(CELL PHONE RINGING) Lupo.
I'm on my way.
Let's go.
You the guy who called? Yeah, Detective Johnson.
How you doing? Where are we? That storefront's aniHegal gambling club.
I'm guessing that's where he was coming from.
I found him with a .
380 in his hand, one round fired.
All right.
Yeah, that'd be our guy, dyed blond hair, cauliflower ear.
You make an ID? Reginald Whitby, known as Bunny.
Bunny.
You got the shooter? He's right there.
How are you doing? Uh, I'm okay.
I was standing right here.
He was over there.
He fired, I had to defend myself.
Uptown, by yourself.
Did you know about this? No.
Work the scene.
Nothing gets missed, am I clear? Sergeant Gregory Cole, Detective Kevin Bernard, Internal Affairs.
I understand the patrol supervisor already took your weapon? Yeah.
The victim has one big hole in him over there.
How many shots did you fire? Two.
Detective Green's not answering questions until he consults his union attorney.
We're just making conversation, Lieutenant.
There's no need to get our hackles up.
You can speak to him after he submits his Firearms Discharge Report.
And we will.
So, your statement says that you happened to know about this gambling club uptown.
That's right.
And that you happened to know that Mr.
Whitby, Bunny, occasionally visited this establishment.
Uh, I thought somebody might know where he was.
I didn't expect to see him.
So it was all just a happy coincidence? I don't know about the happy part.
BERNARD: Why wasn't your partner with you? We'd just quit for the day.
I got the idea to go up there afterwards.
I thought it was a long shot.
That club is a listed corruption-prone location, where police officers are not supposed to go.
But I gather you'd been there before? Detective Green is only required to answer questions related to his duties as they pertain to this incident.
Yeah, but we get to decide what pertains.
How did you know that Bunny was a regular there? I just told you Shh.
(RECORDER BEEPS) Brother, now you can hide behind this mouthpiece all you want.
But if you have dirty laundry with that speakeasy and the guy that you popped, you want to be telling us right now, because if we have to dig it up, and we will, trust me, it's gonna look worse for you and annoy the hell out of us.
Okay? (RECORDER BEEPS) Now, how did you happen to know that Bunny was a regular patron of this particular establishment? I knew that he might be there because I'd been there before.
How'd it go? It's great.
I love being treated like a criminal in my own house.
I got to say, Detective, I'd have a few questions for you myself.
The ballistics on Bunny's gun, it matches the one used to kill Singer.
You shot a guilty man.
No kidding.
BERNARD: Detective Lupo.
It was late.
There was nothing particular we had to do.
Except track a killer.
We'd identified a suspect, put out the alert.
We decided to pick things up in the morning.
Yeah, but your partner didn't wait until the morning.
He went after the suspect at an illegal gambling club.
No.
Now, did he mention any of this to you? So was he lying to you, or are you lying to us, or do you want to go for both? That's bonus points.
I told you what I know.
When's the last time you didn't go round the clock on a fresh homicide? You know what? I'd have to look it up.
You do that, Detective.
So will we.
Where are you going? I've got a friend in the hospital.
Give him my best.
The guy was going around the corner, and he just goes up.
Pop! Takes a shot at him.
I mean, the guy's just walking up the street, you know what I'm saying? He's not doing anything.
I'm standing right there.
He pulls He just pulls out a piece.
Pop!Pop! I'm telling you, it was a damn execution.
Hey, turn around, Detective.
What? Are you going to ask me for this dance? No.
I'm telling you to back off, all right? This is our investigation.
I'm working the Singer murder.
No, you're not.
That's your witness? I can smell the booze on his breath from here.
Good-bye, Detective.
I told you, I don't work at any gambling club.
Then how come the club's garbage was full of liquor bottles, and the bottles had stickers from Aldridge Liquors, and Aldridge Liquors says you signed for the deliveries? "Received by Katherine Halsey," which puts you on the hook for running the place, which is about 17 assorted felonies.
Excuse me if I don't drop dead faint.
I tend the bar.
The only felony is what they pay me.
Okay.
Were you there last night? Inside.
I didn't see anything.
Okay.
See this guy, between the two cops, was he there? Yeah.
That's Ruben.
Ruben.
All right.
Do you have a last name for me? Alvera.
He was outside when the shooting started.
Ran back in and said someone was shooting at Bunny.
Not a big surprise.
Bunny was always waving his gun at somebody.
Right.
Look, I feel bad for that cop.
He's a nice guy.
What, you know Detective Green? Ed? He used to come in a lot.
Good tipper.
Yeah, that'd be him.
When was he last in, before last night? I guess that time he beat the crap out of Bunny.
When was that? Couple of years ago.
Word was Ed owed him a pile and he didn't feel like paying.
Hey, man You should've told me.
Look, I used to have a little gambling problem.
I knew that club.
I just didn't think the whole world needed to know.
That's not what I'm talking about.
What are you talking about? I'm talking about your history with Bunny.
You got jammed up with him a couple of years ago? You beat him up? What are you thinking? I went up there to whack him? Did you? You're going to have to trust me.
Please.
How's your friend in the hospital? He's not too good, actually.
You want to tell me? Um, what happens to the information if I do? You know what happens.
You know? When, uh, when my brother died, Ed helped me keep it together, got me back on the job.
So, you're saying he went there on purpose to shoot Whitby? It adds up.
Green and this Bunny had an old grudge.
They'd had a fight.
Word was Detective Green used his fists and position to get out of a gambling debt, and he knew that Bunny was about to be arrested.
And he didn't want him to talk.
That's the idea.
I got to tell you, this whole thing is pretty surprising.
We have a witness who says Detective Green fired first.
I mean, CSU can't even find the slug Green said Bunny fired.
We know Detective Green.
Look, he lied to us, no question.
He lied to his own partner, no question.
Now don't you think you ought to try to figure out why? We'll take it to the grand jury.
Thank you, gentlemen.
COLE: Pursuant to Procedure you are suspended from duty without pay, effective immediately.
I need your off-duty weapon, too.
I'm taking the shooting before a grand jury on Friday.
The usual for a public service homicide, pro forma, no bill? Not necessarily.
There may be an indictment, Murder Two.
(JACK slsl-ls) The man's been in my office a hundred times.
I just kind of assumed he wasn't a murderer.
Well, I'm trying not to make any assumptions.
He's an accomplished officer with an unblemished record.
Don't push this unless you're absolutely sure.
That's not the standard for seeking an indictment.
I only have to believe I can sustain the elements of the crime alleged.
You know Ed Green as well as we do.
So I have to make myself be objective.
Look, the facts are the facts.
If this was a cop you didn't know you'd be running to the grand jury, too.
He told his partner that he was going to visit a sick friend.
An hour later he uses his credit card to buy gas in Jersey.
We haven't found any sick friend.
What made him go to Jersey? We don't know, but 90 minutes after that he's back in the city and he's shooting Bunny.
Motive? Bunny knew too much.
We've been through Detective Green's financials.
CONNIE: These are from two years ago.
From around the time that he beat the crap out of Bunny.
If Green used his police authority to cancel his debt, and intimidate Bunny, then Uh, this isn't a good time, Detective.
You're buying this? If you could come back later.
I need to talk to you about your testimony.
My My testimony? I'm calling you as awitness.
Lupo! I'm guessing there was something else you wanted to talk about.
Looks like I took it to the wrong office.
I have my own office.
I got a statement you should see.
RUBEN: I made six the hard way and decided for once to quit while I was ahead, so I called this woman I thought I might drop by and see.
I just stepped outside.
I saw Bunny down the sidewalk, heading around the corner.
And what happened then? I noticed this guy across the street, black guy, jacket and tie.
He pulls out a piece and shoots at Bunny.
CUTTER: And Bunny's back was to this man? RUBEN: Yeah.
And did you subsequently identify the man you saw shoot at Mr.
Whitby? Yeah.
It was Detective Green.
Thank you.
(STAMMERS) Actually, I have a few questions.
How many times have you been arrested? RUBEN: I hustle a little, but nothing serious.
Gambling, disorderly conduct.
Cost of doing business.
Resisting arrest.
I didn't resist anything.
What happened? A cop slugged me and covered it with a lie.
So you don't like the police very much, do you? Because they do things like shoot people in the back.
Do you know someone named Henry Antrim? We hang.
Do you recall telling Mr.
Antrim, and I quote, "I'm going to get even with the pigs by nailing this detective for murder," end quote? I have a signed statement from Mr.
Antrim to that effect.
If you were planning on demolishing one of our witnesses, you might have, you know, mentioned it to me.
Well, sometimes the only way to get your attention is to actually do something.
You got that stuff from Lupo? Okay, so we forget this witness.
But that doesn't mean this isn't murder.
Even if Bunny was facing Green? Even if Bunny fired first.
If Green wanted him to.
Wanted somebody to shoot at him? What if he did? He knew Bunny was going to be arrested, and he didn't want him opening his mouth about their history.
So Green ditches his partner and goes after the guy without backup, which makes it more likely that a hothead like Bunny will draw his gun.
It's dark, Bunny's caught by surprise, and he's not a marksman, but Green is, and he's ready.
So on the surface it's self-defense.
But Detective Green's intent makes it murder.
That's arguable.
Well, I'm pretty good at arguing.
That's howl got this job.
Thanks.
Uh, hey, Loo.
I just came back to get my datebook and some personal stuff.
Maybe I should have a look at it.
Apparently there's a lot I never knew about you, Ed.
Look, the gambling, I got back into it when Lenny left.
Partners aren't forever.
Yeah, and then Lenny died.
So you found comfort in a speakeasy on 121st Street? As a matter of fact, yeah, I did.
(CELL PHONE RINGING) Lieutenant Van Buren.
I see.
Okay.
You've been indicted, Ed.
I'd like to help.
We just heard.
I'll see you later, Loo.
All right.
Sorry.
I just came to pick up his squad file.
So, you like Internal Affairs? (SCOFFS) It's a laugh a minute.
I wasn't a volunteer.
Mmm.
They drafted you? You must be good.
Well, they told me I could try for homicide after my two years were up.
But it does give you a different slant on things.
Yes, I'll bet it does.
You know why my partner isn't here? Because he got pulled off to investigate a detective at the Three-Nine for hiring a hit man to kill a girlfriend.
No one's saying Internal Affairs shouldn't exist, Detective, but Ed Green? Tell me, Lieutenant, what would you have done with the facts I found? Tried to figure out what they meant.
Where did he go when he left his partner? Why did he detour to New Jersey? How did he know Bunny was going to be at that bar? In my opinion, Detective, you've done about one-half of an investigation.
Thank you.
Anytime.
LUPO: Like I said, we didn't even know for sure if this guy was the killer.
But you wanted to find him.
So weren't you surprised when Detective Green proposed quitting for the night? Maybe, a little.
A little? These are your squad movement logs for the three months preceding the Singer homicide.
Would you believe me if I told you that in the dozen homicide investigations before that one, you never went off duty during the first 48 hours? I don't know.
Take a look.
You tell me.
That's probably correct.
So what was different about this case? The only thing different was that Detective Green decided he had something else to do.
Isn't that right? Isn't that right, Detective? Yeah.
He used to be a regular.
He hadn't been around since his altercation with Bunny.
And did you witness that altercation? Yeah.
Ed, Detective Green beat Bunny up pretty good.
And what, if anything, did he say to Mr.
Whitby after he beat him up? "Let it go or I'll jam you with felony time upstate," like that.
He was gonna get Bunny arrested for something, I don't know.
Then he didn't come around until this happened.
This being the shooting? Yeah.
Detective Green came into the club and asked me if I knew where Bunny was.
And what did you tell him? I told him Bunny had just gone outside, but he wouldn't have any trouble catching up.
Why was that? Because Bunny was all coked up, as usual.
And did he then go outside after him? Yeah.
First, he asked me if anyone else had asked for Bunny.
I told him no.
Then he went.
Thank you.
Okay.
What am I doing here? The bartender said that Green asked if somebody else was looking for Bunny, right? Well, you were.
Maybe he didn't want to run into you.
Look.
This is where Ruben was standing when he came out of the club.
He said Bunny was over there, heading to that corner, right? What if he was telling the truth? That Green shot at a man's back? Maybe he did.
But if someone else was looking for Bunny, and that person wasn't in the club, but caught up with Bunny around that corner.
Where Ruben couldn't have seen him.
But Bunny could.
And Green could.
And if Bunny was faced off with that person, maybe had his gun out, maybe took a shot.
Well, Ruben wouldn't have been able to see that either.
CSU never found the slug from Bunny's gun.
They looked all over there.
It could have been awild shot.
The man was drugged up.
Or it could be over there, in the opposite direction.
What the hell you got going on, huh? You got CSU ransacking my crime scene.
Yeah, well, then I guess this is yours.
That's the slug from Bunny's gun.
They found it in a storefront around the corner.
He was shooting away from Green.
Bunny was shooting at somebody else.
Yeah.
Who? Yeah.
How did Green know somebody else was looking for Bunny? Did he make calls after he left here? We ran his cell phone records.
Nothing.
He stopped at a gas station in New Jersey.
You think there might be a phone there? How about you take a ride with me? What, me and you? Yeah, carpool.
Saves gas.
All right, Bernard.
The other half of the investigation, huh? Excellent.
I need any calls made around 10:00 p.
m.
that night from this phone, the one I'm calling from.
Okay, I'm waiting.
You know, he could've stopped at 100 pay phones between Manhattan and here.
They're all broken.
You try using one lately? My dog likes to piss on them.
That's about all.
I hate dogs.
Why's that? This stupid nickname I had in Catholic School.
Saint Bernard.
Lucky guess.
Yeah, I'm here.
Go ahead.
Okay.
All right, thank you.
Got some numbers, let's knock on doors.
First, we'll check them against Green's old cell phone records, see if there's anybody on that list that he called before.
Saint Bernard.
BERNARD: April Lannen? Yes.
Detective Bernard.
Detective Lupo.
NYPD.
We need to talk to you about Detective Ed Green.
What about him? Do you know him? I used to.
Did you know he's on trial for murder? I read about it in the paper.
On the night of that shooting, he called you from a gas station on Montgomery Street.
I don't think so.
We know so.
He called you that night, and, a few years ago, he used to call you all the time.
Uh Okay.
We only talked for maybe a minute.
I really don't know him anymore.
What'd you talk about for maybe a minute? I have to get inside.
You ever heard of a gambler named Bunny? I've got ice cream melting.
Hey, is everything okay, Isabel? Sure, sure.
Bye, sweetie.
Thanks for helping out.
No problem.
I'm sorry.
I can't talk right now.
You know? If she went to the city that night, she wouldn't have left the kid alone.
Oh, Isabel! The woman's name is April Lannen.
Detective Green called her during his gambling days, apparently when they spent a lot of time together.
Now she has a kid, no husband, works for the Bergen County School Board.
Her babysitter says, night of the shooting, Ms.
Lannen called her at 10:00 p.
m.
Right after Green called Ms.
Lannen from the gas station? BERNARD: Correct.
She told the babysitter that she needed to go out, all of a sudden.
The babysitter comes to her house, Ms.
Lannen splits, a few minutes later, Detective Green shows up.
She tells him that Ms.
Lannen went out, he says, "Oh, crap," jumps in his car, and drives away.
Next thing we know he's at the gambling club asking for Bunny.
And asking if anyone else was looking for Bunny.
LUPO: He was afraid she'd go there.
He runs outside, he finds Bunny shooting at someone, who's got to be her, he shoots Bunny.
That would make it justifiable shooting Bunny in defense of another person.
Maybe.
Isn't it odd that Detective Green hasn't mentioned that she was there and that she didn't say that he saved her life? So, for all we know, they were accomplices.
How close were Green and Ms.
Lannen? According to her friends, close.
Wait, wait, wait, now they're both killers? It's a possibility.
Have you ever considered the possibility this was a good shoot? From day one you've had your mind made up about this Detectives, would you excuse us, please? He's kicking us out, Lupo.
This is for bigger brains than ours now.
It's always a pleasure to be of service.
Either Green's a murderer or he's protecting this woman.
From what? That she used to be a gambler? That she knew those people? Not much of a secret to risk going to prison for.
It's got to be bigger.
You want to shake Green loose? Give him a murder charge to protect her from.
Threaten to indict her as an accomplice.
Don't you think that's a bit extreme? That's the point.
ED: April, you shouldn't be here.
They're talking about arresting me, Eddie, for killing Bunny.
They know you called me.
They know I went to the club.
They're just trying to scare you.
Well, it's working.
Man, I cannot go to jail now.
What about the baby? There's no one else around! I know.
I know, and I'm not going to let it happen, okay? I'm not going to let it happen.
Oh, Ed, you shouldn't be doing this.
Look, if it wasn't for me I'd be dead by now.
No, you wouldn't be in trouble in the first place.
I don't know about that.
I loved the action, you know? It was crazy fun.
No, it wasn't, sweetheart, it was just crazy.
It's like a bad dream all come back.
I thought I woke up, and here it is, all over again.
Listen to me.
I'm going to take care of everything, okay? Listen to me.
Don't worry.
I got it under control.
Okay? Okay, Green's attorneyjust called.
Sounds like he's willing to take a plea.
Uh-huh.
Soon as we turned up the heat on that woman.
What are they to each other? They may have been close at one time, but they haven't been lately.
No.
He stopped gambling, she didn't? She did, too, eventually.
She has a kid.
She has a good job at a county school board.
I know, Deputy Director of Purchasing.
Have you seen their audit reports? He'll plead to Manslaughter Two.
He does six months.
Well, that's a change of heart.
What happened to self-defense? Do you want it or not? No deal.
Why such a hard-ass, Cutter? What is this about? That's exactly what I want to know.
Connie? Ms.
Lannen, I believe you know Detective Green.
He just offered to plead guilty to a criminal charge for shooting Mr.
Whitby.
A minor criminal charge.
I'm not taking his offer.
He's still on trial for murder, and we're back in court in an hour.
It's okay.
They're not going to convict me.
Still the gambler, huh, Detective? You were with him in those days, Ms.
Lannen.
Tell me, did he usually win, or lose? Okay, we're done here.
This time, it's not just going to cost him money, Ms.
Lannen.
This time, he's betting his life.
April, don't say anything.
Don't say anything about what? About money missing from your employers' accounts, about phony contracts issued about the same time you were deep into gambling? You embezzled to pay your debts, didn't you? And Bunny knew.
No.
Bunny knew about me, that I lost money, that I kicked his ass, that I threatened him.
That's his story.
And that's about to send him to prison.
No.
April That's why Detective Green never said you were there.
He didn't want the embezzlement to come out, because he didn't want you to go to jail.
He felt guilty.
He felt like it was his fault.
April, think about what you're doing.
It's what I should have done from the start.
When Ed called me to warn me that Bunny was going to be arrested, I panicked and went looking for Bunny.
Why? To tell him to disappear.
To tell him the police were after him.
I knew if he was arrested he'd talk about Ed and about me.
She needs a lawyer.
Get her a lawyer.
I don't want a lawyer.
He's been protecting me for years.
He felt guilty because he's the one who taught me how to gamble.
He stopped.
I couldn't.
I lost money, and I stole to pay it back, and when that wasn't enough, Bunny had me, uh, do favors for his friends.
Sexual favors.
That's why Ed beat him up.
To make him let me go.
And it worked.
I climbed out of it after that.
That night, outside the club, what happened? Bunny was crazy.
He thought I said I was sending the police.
He started screaming.
He shot at me.
Then Ed shot him.
None of this is admissible.
It's enough.
It's my fault.
too.
Why are you doing this? We thought you were worth saving.
They dropped the charge.
There's no criminal case.
Dismissal isn't automatic.
I broke every rule in the book and you know it.
You can fight it.
I think I think I'm just too worn out to fight right now.
You know, April's going to be okay.
But it wasn't just about her, was it? No.
I've been a cop, a gambler, and about 12 other things that don't necessarily go together that well.
How do you do it? One foot in front of the other for 30 years.
I'll let you know where I land.
Thank you, Loo.
Hey, Ed.
Hey.
Thank you.
Thank me for what? For digging up the evidence that got you arrested, or digging up the girl that you wanted hidden? For being a good cop.