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daddy, higher! [man] the price of love is to expect the pain of loss. maybe it's some kind of divine punishment to have the ones we love pay the cost of our own sins. the real punishment is being alone the rest of our days, hoping to forget and praying for change to come again. [baby crying] who is that?who is that crying, huh?
who is that crying? who's making that noise? mama's got something for you. yes. yes, i do. [knocking] hold on. i'm coming. [crying continues] horny-ass bastardand his damn rent. [screaming]
oh, god![screaming] ray, take this side.i'll look over here. who's in here?check the back! what the fuck'sthe problem? don't know how to answerthe fuckin' door? huh? [groans] i ain't done nothing! you ain'tdone nothing, huh?
where you been at, hmm? - where the fuck you been at?- i... i... "i-- i."you fuckin' stuttering? who you earnin' for? i ain't been earnin', al. don't fuck with me! been spending 2,000 a monthfor the last ten months to have my fuckin' crewrun around the streets lookin'for your little skinny ass, on top of whatyou should've beenearning for me.
as far as i see it,you owe me 20 large. you got my fuckin' money? - [whimpering]- i didn't think so. get the fuck downstairsand start earning. al, please.i got clean. i'm gonna go to school,and i'm gettin' a job. gettin' a job, huh? yes. you're gonna get a job,all right.
[crying]jesus! this bitch got pretty shiteverywhere, dog. fuck! ain't nothing in here. - holy shit.- let me get this straight. you really think you gonnapay me back my fuckin' money workin' this little bullshit night shift at popeye's? [coughing] bitch, your pussyain't played out yet. yo, b.
ain't no big bad assniggas here, man. you don't need me. i'm gonna roll. [woman]please, no. a'ight. [door opens, closes] yo. look at that. [chuckles] please, no.
open up, bitch! [indistinct yelling] god! biggs will do it to youreal slow, too, just how you like it, right after we get a tasteof that pussy of yours. - no!- get up! don't hurt my baby, al!please don't hurt my baby! al, no!
[grunts] look what i found. - [screams]- fucked-up place to grow a kid. if she move,cut the bitch. please!don't hurt my baby! [crying]no! please,don't hurt my baby. oh, no! - you gonna start earnin'?- yes!
[crying] i'll do anything! al, look. see? [pants]i'm still sweet. now come here and let meshow you a good time. yeah, that's whati'm talking about. what good is a howith a baby anyway? please, please,don't hurt my baby!
[screams] [beeping] [man]your mother drop you off, boy? [boy] i rode my bike, dad. dad... who's gloria? did your mothersend you down here? no. she was sleeping. - you lying to me, you little pussy?- i'm not a pussy.
i got a little bastardspying on me?i'm your fuckin' father. you do what i say,not what yourdrunken mother says. i'm not a pussy, i rode all the way down to see you, daddy. no, wait! no! please! no! please, no![crying] mr. luisi? he's not getting better. no. he has no chancefor recovery, no chance to bethe person he once was.
well, that's good news. excuse me? nothing, doctor. i'll signthose papers now. okay. i'll leave you two alone. steven! steven, we have to hurry.green's pissed. fixx hasn't shown up yet,and you're late.
where the hell have you been?you look like shit. good to see you, too. good morning.or shall i say, "good afternoon,"counselor? your honor, i-i'm sorry. i, uh... sorry i'm lateagain. may i approach? - fifteen-minute recess.- [bangs gavel]
counselor,in my chambers now! all rise! what happened? i'll explain later.just bear with me, all right? good luck. steve, what happened to you? listen to me.i'm okay, i'm okay. if you're using again,i swear to god... talk to me, luisi.
i'm sorry, celia,but my father diedlast night, and he enlisted meto pull the plug. i thought your fatherwas already dead. no. just to me. hey, thanks forcuttin' the slackwith judge green. i know he's gonnaburn my ass. probablymake me pull outmy checkbook. what do you think? i wonder if the courtwill accept
a third party out-of-state,postdated check. what was i,ten minutes late? over an hour. - i'm glad you think this is funny.- oh. mr. luisi, consider thisformal notice ofthis court's intent to report youto the state bar. looking at the record, this matter has beenrescheduled for trialfive times. well, your honor, i--
sit down. mr. luisi, you needto redeem yourself before the bar committee,starting with this case. frankly, the effortyou've put forthtoward mr. fixx's case has not been fair. i'm sure you'll agree. so i'm markingthis case continued based on counsel'sinexcusable delayuntil tomorrow. do you understand,mr. luisi.
you have until tomorrow. yes, your honor. defendants defaultregularly, mr. luisi, but in all your cases,your clients appearedmore often than you. what is the state looking forin sanctions? $200. [chuckles]let me see. i have returnson six civilian witnesses, three officers,all getting time and a half,
times five scheduledtrial dates. let's make it $2,000. does that sound right,ms. hernandez? that's fine, your honor. mm-hmm. mr. luisi will stay. no ex parte discussionof concern. [police radio chatter] [man]i love you, too, baby.
you give mommy a kissfor me? i'll talk to youtonight, babe. love you, too. bye-bye. aww.[laughs] that's so nice.that's so nice. go home to a nice,hot-cooked meal to your soon-to-beex-wife. pretty soon, you're payingyour child support payments.
[laughs] you're always welcome,partner. no, thanks.i've tasted marie'scooking before. what's wrong withmy wife's cooking? [sighs]there ain't nothing wrongwith your wife's cooking. you just said that something'swrong with my wife's cooking. your wife's the mostincredible cook-- i've seensome of the placesthat you eat at. - i love your wife's cooking!- front door.
there he is. [flynn]all right, let's go. okay, good, good, good. go. [engine starts] shit. hey, fixx! motherfucker! [horn honks] freeze!
don't fuckin' run from me! [tires screech] police! freeze! don't fuckin' move! put your handon your head now! come here, come here. [handcuffs click] - get down!- ow! ugh! we both know you deservemy wrath here, mr. luisi.
i run an efficient courtfor one reason: to avoid appeals upstairs. i try to provide justice consistent withthe constitution, and i expect you lawyersto help me. yes, judge green, and i-- shut the fuck up, luisi. [scoffs]your client has been shorted. you haven't challengedthe prosecution.
one more chance.you fuck this up, and i'll make sure you neverpractice in this state again. [phone buzzes] judge green. right. thanks. i just found out whyyour client was late for court. why? he stealanother car? i just don't knowwhy the state doesn'tbuy him a car.
it'd be a hellof a lot cheaper. try double homicide. he's out on bailbecause of your incompetence. you gave me no choicebut to release him based on yourinconsistent defense. you better prayhe didn't do it. get out of my sight, luisi. mr. luisi! [distant chatter]
[indistinct dialogue] [coughs] [cell phone ringing] hello. hello! hello! steven, it's marty. stevie? listen to me.can we meet? please?we're here to help. come on, stevie.you're on your way back.
i talked to claire before. oh! telling little secretsto my wife, marty? stevie... - you're confused. - i'm not confused. who the fuck is "us"? i'm here with celia. i'm gonna send her over there. all right?where are you? i'm with sam.just want her to be safe.
he says he's with sam. he's at the graveyard.are you at the graveyard,stevie? i'm gonna send celiaright now, all right? would you staywhere you are? stevie? you know what your problem is, marty? you're a fucking pussy. - stevie--- you couldn't even talk to me about the little secrets you're telling my wife.
you don't have the ballsto talk to me as a friend. like a man. you're pussy whipped, and you don't even have the benefit of fucking her! why don't you fuck your own wife for a change, or do you want meto do that for you, too? steven, i'm not gonnadignify this conversation. fuck you, marty!you playing housewhile i'm gone? no one's playing house.no one's playing games. trying to steal my family?
no one is tryingto steal anything from you. don't play god with me, marty. because ifi ended up like you,i'd eat a bullet. i'm trying to help you. i have been there for you.what the fuck you wantfrom people? did you tell my daughteri'm an addict? did you? did you tell my daughteri'm a fucking addict? - [buzzer]- [gate unlocks] steve, this is bullshit.i didn't kill my girl.
we had our problemsjust like anybody,but... i didn't kill her. then why did you run?no, come on. the police have eyewitnesstestimony that you were atthe scene of the crime. forensics showsangela's bloodall over your clothes, and your printson the murder weapon. i come home... i see my girllying on the floorin a pool of blood. i walk over to seeif she's breathing. i mean, i don't see my kid,and i start losing my shit.
afraid maybethey're still there,i pick up the knife. when i turn around,the landlord's wife's pointingand screaming at me, and-- look at me, steve. a two-time convicted felonwith a domestic violence rap. if i would've hung around,i would've never had a chance. i got nervous and ran. well, this isa lot to swallow. mr. fixx, as yourattorney of record-- if you did your jobthe first time,
i would've been in jailwith a fuckin' alibi. the only thingi'm interested in nowis finding my little girl. i need to knowthat she's okay. steve, you owe me that. [sobs] you have to find her. she's all i got. i'll find her, greg.i'll find her. i promise.
♪♪ [rap] [man]we want ittaken care of. that's what i'm doing. that doesn't seemto be the case. you've caused usa lot of problemson this one, mr. bowen. now, there'sa change of plan. bring the baby to us,and we'll take care of it. it's your last chance. get it right this time,mr. bowen...
for your sake. ♪♪ [spanish] bowen. shouldn't youanswer that soon, baby? and what if he hearsthe baby cry? i-i'm sorry.you're here because of me. baby, look at me. you're a good man. a hero.
[sighs] i brought this life to you. you could've beenwith anybody. the more i love you, the more i wishyou wasn't with me. hey, i'm only afraidof losing my man. what you did is amazing,but, richard, we can'tkeep this baby. we gotta get outof this life. this is just not right, man.
- i just need time to think.- i know you're gonna do the right thing. and i'm gonna be right thereby your side, boo-bear. come here. [woman]no! no! what good is a howith a baby, anyway? [woman screams] what the fuck? you okay? oh, shit.
[man] he believesthat the cops beat himwhen they picked him up. but he was underthe influence of cocaine and can't really knowwhat happened. why? you believe him? his screen showsminimal trace levelsof coke and opiates. not really very highfor someone who's beenusing their whole life. injuries on his hand wereconsistent with him falling downand hitting his head, like the report said. w-we can't base an entiredefense around his word.
why do you feel we can'tbuild a defense aroundhis version of events? because he was on drugs,and he doesn't know reality? - he isn't...- credible? - yes.- so all addicts are liars? look, sorry, steve,i know you like him, but-- but what? just so i understand,you're saying thatall addicts are immoral and useless? yes! they cannot function ona level where they're usefulor they know right from wrong.
- oh, really?- so, kevin, you've never been surprised to find out that somebodywho you knew was a junkie, like you read the paperand somebody who youadmired got busted? sure, yes, and that's a shameand a waste of talent. but yourespected him before. yeah, until i found outthat they're a fraud. so the music, the performance,whatever it is you liked, now it alljust turns to shit. i'll bet you knowa drug addictwhen you see one.
yes! it's obvious. we are talking about fixx,aren't we? no, kevin,we're talking about me. - uhh...- that's right. the person you'reassociating with,employed by, and, up until now,respected, is a recoveringdrug addict. so now you knowmy dirty little secret, you can makean informed decision
on whether you wantto work alongsidean addict or not. don't. [buzzer] you knew. you knewthe whole time? anything elseyou want to tell me? steven, look, i'm very--i'm sorry, okay?i didn't know. that's how you feel, kevin.i appreciate your honesty. [guard]sign the roster,drop your badges. you deserve the same from me,so whatever you decide is cool.
just get educatedbefore tonight. okay. what do you want,like an essay or something? no. i just want you tomeet me at a rehab meeting. first congregational churchin queens, rego park. tonight at 7:30. a meeting? wait-- - i'm-- i'm not an addict.- that's okay. ignorant, opinionated assholesare welcome, too. 7:30. be there.
i don't know queens.i've been there, like,twice in my life. - i don't know how to get there.- what? that's easy. you go to grand central,and you switch tothe number seven train, you just take thatas if you were goingto see the mets at shea. uh, i'm a yankee fan. pretend that the metsare playing the yankeesat shea, okay? there is no ballparkin queens. thanks, byron.make the new guylook really cool.
did you tell stevenyou listen to show tunes, huh? i saw your ipod. ah. good morning. - celia.- ah, frank. how goes the campaign? i'm glad i ran into you. i wanted to talk to youbefore i madethe announcement. what announcement? i've decided not to run.
you're not runningfor district attorney? you gotta be kidding. why? jeannie's gotten very sick. she needs me, and... i wanna spend more timewith her. i am so sorry, frank. who's gonna beyour replacement? i don't know.i'm not sure. don't worry.
it'll be fine. listen to me, frank,if there's anything i can do-- i'm fine, celia. thanks for your concern. oh, frank-- i've gotta go. [tv announcer]we interrupt this programwith some breaking news. this is jennifer rivers reporting live in front of the tombs, where gregory fixx is being held without bail.
the 37-year-old was arrestedfor the alleged brutal murders of angela mcneil and andrew steiner. at the time of the arrest,fixx was reportedly out on bail on an unrelated case. he was released, we're told, due to the court's decision to protect him from civil rights abuses committed by his own attorney. that attorney, once prominent assistant d.a. steven luisi, had no comment.
sources tell eyewitness 7 the crime scene had evidence pointing to the presence of an infant at the time of the murders. first assistantdistrict attorneymartin berlin had this to say. we have a crime scene that actually indicates there was evidence of a child. we have our eyes open, and we're looking in the right places. but the question is actually not relevant to the investigation at this particular moment. reporting live from downtown, jennifer rivers, eyewitness 7.
[gavel bangs] [bailiff]all rise. honorable justice greenpresiding. please be seated. mr. luisi,how does your client plead? we plead not guilty,your honor. very well. the defendantis hereby remandedwithout bail. yo, stupid copsain't find nothing. no baby,no money, nigga.
wait, you tryin' to saywe ain't gettin' paid? yo, fuck this shit, man! it ain't our fault they can't find shit! what you should've didwas choke the bitch when she told youshe got pregnant, nigga! she took off before i knew. but it ain't nothin',though. just gotta doa little cleanup now. you know,witnesses and things.
what witnesses, man? oh! [gunshot] [screams]fuck! why, man? [groans]no! come on, man! no! no! no! frank donnellyjust dropped out. i'm at a complete loss. so, if there'sno further questions,
then we'll proceedaccordingly. and thank youfor all your time. [soft chatter] hello, marty. you wanted to speak with me? you heard frank'sannouncement, right? yeah. it's a real shame. i'm thinking ofthrowing my hatin the ring. what's so funny?
you're serious. i'm serious. would you assist me? what? on the fixx case. assist you? yeah, would you assist meon the fixx case? marty, you haven'ttried a case in years, let alone a double homicide.
i know. second seat me. in all fairness, marty,i think i deserve a shot. i have second-seated24 murder trials.what have you done, marty? no, i think you dida hell of a jobputting 'em all away. it's a circumstantial case.if i lose-- i don't know. i'll go back to legal aid.what can i say? i'm just sitting here,sailing for six months now, i'm running thiscounty drug task force, i'm seeing a lot ofcompromising information.
too much information. what do i do? oh, my god.this can't be. i thought steven was clean. you're not presenting thisto the grand jury, are you? as opposed to what? come on, marty. can't we go get youcleaned up? tomorrow.
look at you. do you even knowwhat's going on? do you have any ideahow difficult this isto take care of you? well, why don't you justbe like everybody else? be a backstabbin' jerk-offlike that marty. go tell my little girlwhat a fuck-up her dad is. and what about me? you're my only friend. and i miss you.
please let me help you.[sobs] i'll be right therewith you. i'm so scared, cel.so scared. i know you are, honey. i'm scared, too. shh... it's gonna be okay. what do we do with this? is this ourresponsibility now?
we're supposed to actlike his friends, forget we're officersof this court? i'm putting togethera surveillance teamfor tomorrow night to put him on film. for what? another controlledpurchase of narcoticsby mr. luisi. you think getting stevenarrested is gonna help him? celia, this is one ofthe finest attorneys inthe city when he's sober. when he's not, he isturning this office, celia,
into a mass fucking suicide. i just think savinghis life right now is a lot more importantthan saving his reputation. your cooperation in thisjust tells me one thing. you're part of the team,celia. you're ready for the show. you share the same ambitionsfor this office. and what are the ambitionsof this office? get him off the fixx case.get him off the case, celia,
or he's gonna beforcefully relieved. get him off the case. marty's assigned mesecond seat onthe fixx case. oh? that's great. not that i wanna go upagainst you, but-- you're using again.and don't even lie to me.i saw the pictures. what pictures? of you buying drugs. narcotics got youin a stakeout.
steven, just withdrawfrom this case and letfixx get competent council. you want me to withdrawfrom the case over pictures? i happened to beinterviewing a guywho happens to sell drugs that might have valuableinformation for my client. my client! did you see meholding drugs,in my possession? did you, celia? did you see me holdinga baggie of fuckingcocaine in my hand? - no!- steven!
this is veronica taylorreporting live from manhattan district court where a grand jury has handeddown a two-count indictment against gregory fixxfor double homicide. it is expected that assistantdistrict attorney martin berlin will lead the prosecution teamin this high-profile case as part of his campaignto replace frank donnelly, who announced yesterdayhe will not seek a sixth term as manhattandistrict attorney. there's no change. no.all we can do is hope and...
[sobs]pray. [marty] you've been through a lot, frank. i just want you to knowthat i'm here for you. no. come on, baby,come on. no. she's probably hungry. [ringing] babes, it's griff. - [ringing continues]- take her over there. keep her quiet. sweetie. shh...
what's up, playa?where you been at, man? i've been lookin'for you, nigga. what's good? what the fuck you doin'with aj's phone? put him on. right now, beanz,you talkin' to me, homie. if i wanted to talk to you,i'd call you. i been callin' your phone, nigga. ain't returnin' my calls. where you been at?
come down and comefuck with your boy. let me get you some free assfrom some of the workersdown on the strip. know what i mean? griff, too? he ain't here, dude. he tappin'some white bitch right now. come see your boy, man.get some of this ass, homie. nah, i'm good, man.i'll be back later. let me holler at grifffor a second.
he ain't here, dude. he makin' a deliveryright now. [scoffs]you just told me he wasfuckin' with some white bitch. where's he at, man? - where's he at?- why don't you come down here and see for yourself, nigga? [chuckles]besides, you been lookin'at the tv lately, homie? that bitch we popped, man,she on tv, dog. you popped.
nigga, you in this shit, too. i didn't know youwas gonna kill her. you didn't say shitabout killin' nobody. she wasn't no gang banger,like you said.you didn't need me, nigga. you wanted me to come alongso you can keep pulling me down. you know what, man? when i think about it, you did leave kind ofearly enough to seesomething, right? - might even left kind of early enough to do something, too.- [door closes] kinda heroic.know what i mean, nigga?
i don't know what the fuckyou talking about, man. what i'm talkin' about,man, is you, mr. football star, the legend in the making, the dude that used to break all the records. the one with the littlepretty pussy on the sideline, waving the pompomsand all that bullshit. you got a point? yeah, the point is,your hands... catch everything.
ain't that right? you got the baby,don't you, beanz. motherfucker,where the baby at? i don't know shit, man. we good. don't worry about that. we in the clear. ain't nobody got us over there. they got a little dark-skinnednigga, man. we're good. yeah, except biggs,griff and me, right? fuck you, brotha!
you need to be thankfuland appreciative! i done cappedboth of their asses for me and you! you're making a big mistake,trying to keep that babyfrom me. you bring her hereto me now. this is my business. nigga, fuck you! uh... tanya speakto her mother lately? - [baby cries]- shh. you touch her mother,i'm gonna cut yourfuckin' head off!
i'm gonna make youcry like a bitch. matter of fact,i'll bet you tanya's motherdon't even cry like you. fuckin' touch her, nigga,i'll kill you! you hear me, nigga?i'll fuckin' kill you, nigga! [woman sobbing] [muffled crying] please! please! [muffled screaming] what's happeningwith my mama, baby?
t, calm-- calm down. i wanna see my mama! look, look, baby, baby, look,he's just bluffing, okay? he doesn't even knowwhere she lives at. he's just tryin'to make us trip. look, we'll go seeyour mother tonight.i promise, okay? i know he's bluffin'.he's not gonna do shit. maybe not yet,but he's crazy. why don't we just give himthe baby back, richard?
he's gonna hurt somebody!i can't take this anymore! sometimes it's notjust about about you,okay, baby? or me. [sobbing] it's gonna be okay, all right? i'm gonna go get some milkfor the baby, all right? [fixx]steven, get me out of here.there's something going down. - keep your eyes open.- i'm really scared. [fixx sobbing]
watch your back, greg.i'm doing what i can. [cell phone rings] [celia]just listen to me. celia, for the last time,i'm not using. - okay.- jesus. i just wantedto warn you, steven. the cops, they know whereyou're gonna be tonight. and marty would likenothing more than to bust you and get big headlines forhis campaign, and he will.
don't you get it, celia? marty wanted youto warn me about tonight. that way, he can get an obstruction of justice charge over your head. oh, my god. celia, listen to m. i want you to lookaround your area. tell me what you see. - what?- just look around. i can't believe it.
- it's detective howard.- ah... i knew marty couldn't chance you using your cell phone to call me. look, i need your help. the key to all thisis fixx's baby. call the corone, get the preliminary dna findings on the victim's uterus as it reads this second,before they clean it up. i'll look into it. steven, be careful.
yeah... i will. you're not gonna hurt her, right? no. everything's cool. and me and richard,we can go right?that's the deal. i got family in newark.we'll go and nevercome back, i swear. we just needa fresh start. richard's a good man. koochy koochy koo.
can i hold her? hmm? come on, let me hold her. come on, come on. get over here. - [baby sobs]- hey. shh, shh... everybody's gonna be fine. al, please let us go free.[sobs]
i'm a man of honor. i'm gonna let you go,all right. - [baby crying]- no, no! please! god, no! where the hell is beanz? he just went to the store.he'll be right back, i swear. good, 'cause when he come back,i'm gonna kill him. - no!- first things first, though. no!
yeah, you gonna like this. - no! - get your ass back over here, bitch! - get up!- stop! no! shut up!shut the hell up! always knew beanzwas the lucky one. scream! i like it like that! you bastard! [yells] fuckin' bitch!
help me! no! help me! [groaning] anybody! help! please! shut up! ain't no onegonna save you bitch! - [gun cocks]- what the hell's going on out here? yeah, right,i called the police.
now, i suggestyou get the hell out of here! - it's your lucky day, bitch.- [distant sirens blaring] move! [tanya]he's gonna kill me! he's gonna kill me! [dialing] frank, hi. can you meet me? yeah, i'm at the office.
[man over speakers]you gave me, like,three bucks, man. what the fuck?maybe some of itflaked off the rock. - come get it, you bitch. - [man #2] that's not funny. that's eight cars.he's gonna sell all his shitbefore we move in. [flynn] hold on, mal. [howard]for what? we had a doctor, a lawyer,and a senator's kid. that's plenty of pressfor berlin. yeah, well, we can'trouse these dickheadsuntil we have the target.
well, who the fuckis the target? you had me tail thatd.a. hernandez all damn dayand report verbally. she got scaredafter she made me. - you sure she made you?- i'm pretty sure. did you report it? i don't even knowwho the fuck to report to. is she the target or not? just follow orders. mal, the target's here.are you set up?
yeah, yeah, i'm set up.are you ready? yeah, ready. [door closes] what's going on? so, want some good shit,counselor? you said you wantsome good shit, right? i really hope you ain'twastin' my time, man. well, for the same amountto buy a rock, i'd like to buya little of your time.
- all right?- [gun cocks] whoa. - slow that shit down.- all right. i-i'm just gettingmy money, that's all. listen to me, guido. you set up a rock buy,you gonna get rock. just one taste, counselor. man, i know you been cleanfor a while now, right? can you imaginehow wonderfulit's gonna feel
after that first hit? [gunman laughs] [luisi]so, you stillrunning girls on dudley? fuck i tell youabout conversation? just asking aboutyour product. you must want a nigga bitchto suck your dick, huh? hey, t-bar,you got some bitchesfor this motherfucker? any type of bitch you want,i got, motherfucker. [laughter]
i'm set with this. oh, shit. you's a deviousmotherfucker, ain't ya, wearing your littlecheap-ass suits, walkin' aroundall high, so diddylike your shit don't stink 'cause you's a lawyer, hmm? you're a user. you'll always be a user. i'll tell you what.i wanna be fair. you been a loyal customerfor a long time.
[chuckles]maybe i'll answeryour question after you suck onthat devil's dick. [luisi] you were runninga girl named angelaup until about a year ago. she got killed. my client greg fixxgot arrested for it. now, he's screamingshe had his kid.that true? why you even askin' meabout this bitch for? i ain't seen herin a long while. look, al, i'm just tryingto find the kid, that's all.
- ain't this some shit, fellas?- yeah, that's some shit. we got us a concerned citizenup in our ride. all of a sudden,he wanna be the rescue squadfor savin' ho babies. okay, all right. hey, yo, merc, set up our littlesalami-eating friendover here-- no, that's okay, guys.i'm good. this ain't a choice,asshole. yeah, that's thatgood shit right there.
- [sighs]- you're comin' home now, baby. [chuckling] if you don't hit that now, you ain't leavin'out this ridewith your dick. you understand? flynn, something's wrong,luisi's in trouble. he's not here to fucking buy. he's working the fixx case. [luisi groans] t-bar, get this dudesome fire.
yeah, that's right.hold that shit in, cracker. [flynn]mal, are you still taping? mal! do you copy? mal? mal, goddamn it, come in! you gave bowen a pass all night. - now i think he's gonna hurt luisi.- shut up, malcolm! what the fuck did youget me into, russ? stop talking, detective.
"detective"? who's listening, russ? you can't talk, can you? whoever the fuck you are,i want answers,or i'm going to the fbi! mal, please,shut the fuck up. ♪ jingle bells jingle bells ♪ - [cell phone ringing] - daddy? [bowen]yeah. all right. i got you, man.
what you doin', man?what the fuck you doin'? no fingerprints but hison the shit. move, man. that's enough!call for backup! - stand down, detective!- fuck you! - call it in!- i said stand down, detective! do you read me? mal! ma! hey, yo, get this assholeout of my car, man.
mal, goddamn it, come in! fuck! move, bitch! [gunshots] police! don't anybodyfuckin' move! driver, throwthe fucking gun out! now! throw it out! [gun cocks] [grumbles]
bowen, get out of the car! get the fuck out of the car! who the fuck are you? put your hands onthe fuckin' trunk now! i know you. you don't runwith us. where the other white boy at? - [car door opens]- you! what are you doing?get the fuck back in the car!
- everything's cool, my man!- get the fuck back in the car! hey, i said don't fuckin' move,you fucking jerk-off! everything's cool.chill, my man. ain't that your manover there, officer? - he's the killer.- bowen, don't fuckin' move, asshole. i swear to god,i'll blow you away. gun! code one!flynn, code one!do you copy? flynn! [bowen]hey, cop.
[chuckling]ain't nobody home. [howard]shut the fuck up! - [luisi groans]- luisi, could you move out? - i'm hit, but i can walk.- don't worry. help's on the way. yeah, you're rightabout that, nigga. right behind you. flynn, where the fuckwere you? shut up, detective. i told youto stand down, mal.
[luisi]no! get out of here. - get out of here!- [engine revs] how do you want it, huh? you want it in the ear,dickhead? fuck you! rock and roll,cocksucker! hey! over here! - [gunshot]- [groans]
i'm richard allen. look, man, we gottaget the fuck outta here. no. help him out. he's dead. what the fuck is this? tape. - they were settin' us up.- what? they were settin' us up. - i got ya--- no, i...
- whoa, whoa, whoa!- maybe not. come on, man. [reporter on tv]mr. berlin, do you havea comment on that? [marty on tv]we have to stop usingthe word "system." i don't thinksystems fail people. i think administrationsfail people. this administration has failedconsistently on the issueof domestic abuse. [reporter]since frank donnelly isn'trunning for reelection, will your boss supportyour campaign for his job?
um... i don't know. i think that'sa question for frank donnelly. our priorities differ onthe issue of domestic abuse. i want the peopleto decide this. it's a people's issue. - you know, the law's... - he's a good man. better than thatdonnelly asshole. donnelly's a drunk. he knowswhat he's doing.
he's doing thatasshole's job already. [luisi]are you the shift supervisor? yeah. who's thi? okay. i'm gregory fixx'sattorney. have they beenlocked down yet? [indistinct dialogue] when? where did you take him? hello? hello? hello?
ah, shit. i lost him. you are fixx's lawyer.i saw you on tv. i was. lazy, corrupt assholeslook the other way while he gets shivvedten times in broad daylight. - [luisi groans]- you're bleeding really bad, man. i know some shitabout your case. i was there. - you sick fuck.- no, hold up.
i said i was there,all right? i left beforeanybody got killed. last i saw,they was beating upon one of bowen's hos. - and he knows i ain't down with that shit.- hey, i know you. you're ritchie beanz allen,the running back. was. why the hell did yougive all that up to hook upwith this piece of shit? i killed somebody. look, i hada half-brother, darnell.
i didn't even meet him tilli was, like, four years old. he wasn't right.he had that shit. cerebral palsy, you know? so the way i hear it, some crackhead comes runnin'out the building, right? chased by somebody with a gun. popped him two timesin the head. the crackhead fallsright by my brother's chair, who's scaredout of his fuckin' mind.
so they kill him, my brother,'cause he was a witness. oh, jeez. so i come backfrom the bowl game. find out who did it. and i kill him. and right afteri'm done, bowen comes inwith his guysall happy and shit, like i did him a favor'cause he was gonnakill the guy anyway. tells me he'll hide me, keep me from the law.
turns out the police andeverybody didn't even connectme and darnell being brothers. but bowen tells me he couldmake them look my wayany time he wants, since he got friendsin the police andthe d.a.'s office. who in the d.a.'s office? i don't know his name.white guy, for sure. i hear he's a realsick-ass motherfucker. he like to beat upon the girls and shit. he especially likedthat one girl, the one they killed,angela.
did you ever see him? once. real quick.he's kind of likeblack slick hair, about my height. crooked-ass white boywho can't get no asson his own. so, beanz,you were at that apartment. what did bowen dowith the baby? i know you're not involved,but, beanz, i need to know where the baby is. this is crazy.we need to get youto a hospital. no.
stay focused. - [line ringing]- pick up, cel. steven? yeah. we're read. [door unlocks] [chuckles]oh! well, well, well. look at what we got here.
come inside, my nigga. what you lookin' for, beanz? - i want half.- half? half of what they gave youto kill the mother and the kid. [scoffs] you done caused mea whole world of hurttrying to take that baby. now you come to my door,asking for somethingfor nothing? the man tell you to kill tanya's mother? and cut her and rape her?
she scream like you like? man, you know tanya's motherdidn't give a fuck about you. in fact, she thoughtyou was a dumb nigga. put it down. put the fuckin' shit down now! now! now back up. move back. easy, now.
come on, brother. [beanz]back the fuck up! - hold on!- you fuckin' motherfuck! you're worse than them!i'm gonna fuckin'cut your head off and burn you alive, nigga! you! get the fuck outta here! - [screams]- go! okay, beanz, it's airtight. did you getall that, celia?
oh, yeah. loud and incriminating. listen, was the dooropen the whole time? yeah. public discussion. no need for miranda rightsor a warrant. just two friends talkin'... for the worldto hear... and record. who's this cocksucker? just a well-armed guywalkin' the hallways,
hopin' to catcha murderer confess. oh, yeah. - and i think babies are cool, too.- [baby crying] ohh! i'm gonna make usa deal now or never. got the golden childright in here. got the link on whitey, too. see, nobody owns me! i'll give you a little 411 on the man. what am i getout of that?
probably a littlewitness protection.[chuckles] yeah, the way i see it,all this shit is worth that. deal. - [chuckling] - you hand over this baby, and you tell us everythingwe wanna know and whoyou're working for. - what?- if you hold back, this deal's off. that's justice,motherfucker. seem like the systemreally does work now,doesn't it? and there ain't shityou could do about it!
you gonna this fuckin'psychopath, a deal? this fuckin'sick motherfucker? [celia]beanz, listen to me. this is the only way. who is whitey, bowen? who are you working for? here. [donnelly sobbing] you know we dideverything we could.
you did rightto keep her happy. stress would'vetaken her years ago. i saw how frail she waswhen your danielle died. you were her rock, frank. you need somethingto help you rest tonight? no, i don't. rest will come... when my honor is restored. [bowen] sounds like a plan to me.
oh, yeah, i forgot. i wanted to includeyour bitch's mother, too. i lied. that was my idea. [laughing] [byron]yeah, stevie,he's not lookin' too good. you might wanna get somebodyout here as soon as possible. [distant scream] what the hell is happening?
- bowen jumped out the window.- what? that doesn't make sense. will you testify to that? yeah. yes, i will. all right, the recording'sstill admissible. now what the hell's happening? he's not breathing. ♪ jingle bellsjingle bells ♪ ♪ jingle all the way ♪ ♪ oh, what funit is to ride ♪
♪ in a one-horseopen sleigh, hey ♪ ♪ in a one-horseopen sleigh ♪ [tires screeching] court's in session. good morning.please sit down. docket number 8665. the state of new yorkvs. gregory fixx. counsels, identify yourselffor the record. martin berlin,state of new york.
good morning, your honor. mr. berlin, speak up.those mikes only record,not amplify. state your namefor the record, sir. i'm byron young,standing in for counsel,mr. luisi. unfortunately,he can't be here today. for the record,why is counselunable to appear? he's currentlyin the hospital. mr. young, for the record,the defendant's presence? in custody.the department of corrections
received this court'swrit of habeas corpusreturnable for today. i wish that i knew more,your honor, but unfortunately, i-- your honor, do you mindif we took a short recessso that we-- i'm sorry, mr. young. today's proceeding'sa mere formality. since an indictment has beenhanded down against mr. fixx, - the state will dismiss the charge--- objection, your honor. that will not happen.
the court cannot releasea man who remains a threat. what are you objecting to,mr. berlin? you can't try a manfor the same crimein two different courts, unless you have a newlyratified amendmentin your pocket, which repealsthe fifth amendmentdouble jeopardy clause. of course not,your honor. move to dismiss andtransfer to superior courtfor a re-arraignment. you can't do that now,mr. berlin, without the defendant's presenceand his counsel.
your honor,these men are drug users. both of them.they're known for it. whatever's kept themfrom this court is dueto their own reckless-- objection, your honor! is this good faith fact,mr. berlin? counsel and defendantare sharing a crack pipetogether somewhere? are you awareof rule 11 sanctions? your honor, i have proofof counsel's drug use. the defendant's drug useis a matter of record.
sit the hell down now! the court knows where counseland defendant are right now. mr. luisi is inintensive care, and the courthas been informed that the defendant waskilled while in detention. mr. berlin, although the courthad this information, mr. young was asked toput it on record anyway. yes, ms. hernandez. your honor, the state movesto dismiss all chargesagainst mr. fixx,
based on his recent death and more importantlyin the interest of justice, based on recently discoveredexculpatory evidence. our office did notauthorize any motionto dismiss this case! exculpatory evidenceor otherwise. mr. berlin has a point. ms. hernandez,on whose authority are youbringing this motion? on my authority,your honor. identify yourselffor the record, sir.
frank donnelly. district attorneyfor the city of new york. i'm succeedingmr. berlin's appearance. your presence is notedand welcome, mr. donnelly. motion to dismiss complaintis allowed. mr. berlin,you're under arrest. you're charged with ten countsof felony murder. you have the rightto remain silent. anything you say canand will be usedagainst you...
[byron]see? what'd i tell you?strong as a horse. - i would've never expected it.- pay me. what'd you pullout of him? nothing. we're just gonnahave to put your name backon the business cards. [byron]man, you took this moneyout of my pocket. beanz. i just wanna thank youfor watching my back. - appreciate it.- yes, sir. a'ight?
[kevin]hi, celia. - hi.- hi. - i'm gonna leave, stevie.- thanks, byron. [luisi]bye, sweetie. - let's go, kevin.- are you, uh-- no, go ahead.take it. leave the man's foodalone, kevin! he said i could!thank you. - let's go.- he said i could.
what?[laughs] - hey.- hi, celia. - how you feeling?- ehh. - cel?- mm-hmm. i know she's dead. but i saw little sam. i saw my little girl. it's gonna take time,stevie. it's gonna take time.
guess what. we got the bastard. the genetic screen samplesfrom marty's dnaleft on his coffee cup and the saliva swab fromthe baby came back a match. the baby is marty's. that's why he wantedto make sure that fixxwent down for this murder or died before the trial,so he killed them. it would've destroyedhis campaign. then he set you up,and the tapestell the rest.
i gotta get outta heretomorrow. you gotta stay right hereuntil they say you can go home. i want you better. [excited chatter] - mr. allen!- mr. luisi! [indistinct chatter] look, you don't wannatalk to me, all right? - this way, sir.- leave me the fuck alone! what are you,my bodyguard nowor a stalker?
if i was a stalker,you wouldn't know i was here. where's thatmotherfuckin' white-- quiet in the courtroomback there, sir! do not make mewarn you again! [whispering] the court will takea 15-minute recess.all rise. mr. luisi,the judge will see youin his chambers, sir. oh, no, no. you stay here.you creep me out, man. you want me to go?
beanz, just chill,would ya? try to relax. all right, if your ugly faceain't back in five minutes, i'm comin' after your ass. [judge green]call me dizzy. all my friends do becausemy cheeks looks likedizzy gillespie blowin' his hornwhen i eat.[chuckles] okay, dizzy. yeah. take a seat.
these contemptsand payments paid, i hereby remitback to you. no matter how you cut it,you've been victimized by people fuckingwith your head. and from my standpoint,you stood up pretty well. i mean, keeping your honor without the benefit ofcompassion and patiencefrom all of us. and when are youcoming back? uh, well, um...
thank you for your kind wordsdiz, but i'm not. this professiongoes against my nature. it's the greediest,the worst, the most unethical that getthe money and the respect. you're a fine lawyer, steve. you were good,good to your clientsand the system. good luck, steve. heal up fast. maybe we'll find new waysto bust each other's balls.
come on, i'll walk youdownstairs. [ding] [luisi]marty. hey, stevie. get yourself a lawyer? r. jonathan welker. r. jonathan. don't believe i know him. you hire an attorneywith an initial in his name,
you're gonna be payingan extra 200 bucks an hour. put you in the range of what, $400,000 or more? well, that's drug moneywell spent. you killed 'em, marty. so you gonna plea? or you gonna drag it outand make it more painful? why don't you man up for once? well, how do you plead? i mean, when yougo to your meetings,
what do you say? "hi, i'm steven. i'm a druggie. i just killedmy wife and kid. but having said that,i feel so much better now." is that what you say? i think they're better off,aren't they? they're nottortured anymore... with any of thatself-aggrandizingdope-fiend crap of yours.
- you saw that.- shut the fuck up. i want him arrested. looks like you tooka pretty bad fall,mr. berlin. - you see that?- let's get you upstairs for arraignment. - assault's not a crime here?- where you taking him, boys? - counsel's not appearing.- he's got a new date. [judge green]we need to put thaton the record. - take him up to my session. we'll take you first.- you saw that. don't wannadisappoint the press.get him out of here.
how you gonna beat me, stevie?a confession? yeah? from who?a dead crackhead?[laughs] how you gonna beatthat case, stevie?half-stoned? yeah, i'm notthe one going down!do you hear that? i'm not the onegoing down! you are! ♪ you can find me here ♪ ♪ in this world of tears ♪ ♪ but i'll never be ♪ ♪ alone ♪
♪ though i may go blind ♪ ♪ but i'll have a life ♪ ♪ i will never cry ♪ ♪ i'll just fly ♪ ♪ fly away ♪ ♪♪ [rap] closed-captions by caption fileswww.captionfiles.com
