( silence )
Open up, Bob!
Come on, Bob.
Don´t make me kick down the door.
I got my nice boots on.
( groans )
( gunshot )
( birds singing )
Hey. Hey.
So we got Jessica Prince, 29, bounty hunter,
showed up to haul in a skip named Robert Bellaqua.
Jessica Prince. I know her.
She was a cop for the NYPD.
Worked a couple of cases together.
She was good.
I even offered to get her an interview at the bureau.
Hmm.
Before your time.
A bureau candidate to bail bonds--
that´s sort of a step down.
Yeah.
Anything from the neighbors?
Yeah, it´s a pretty sketchy report-- gunshots,
a car driving away. The blood
on the porch matches Prince´s type.
Unfortunately, we struck out
with the morgues and hospitals.
Anyone see the shooter?
No, but apparently, Bellaqua hasn´t been around
since, uh, he skipped bail
on a possession of stolen property charge.
Now, Prince and her mother run a bail bonds business.
They posted his bail.
How much?
15 grand. On a stolen property charge?
What´s that, uh, three to five, maximum?
Yeah, if that.
It just doesn´t make sense
to me why this guy would try
and take out a bounty hunter for that kind of time.
Anything in the house?
It was cleared out
when NYPD got here.
They didn´t have much to go on
until Prince´s mother called in a missing persons report.
( phone rings ) Excuse me.
Fitzgerald.
Yeah.
Where?
Right.
Okay. Thanks.
( sighs )
Jessica´s car just turned up on the Overland Parkway.
Windows and tires are shot out.
The officer said there´s a lot of blood inside.
Okay, let´s go.
Yeah, I´ll take those two.
Thank you.
I got sick.
Breast cancer.
About 18 months ago.
That´s when Jessie left the force, to help me out.
I-I told her I´d be fine, but she was worried
I was going to run myself into the ground.
So she left the force in good standing?
Yeah, of course.
Okay, so what happened the other night?
We were about to close up shop for the night
when a tip came in.
315 Riverdale?
He´s back at his house?
Oh, great.
Thanks for your help.
Sounds like Bob´s girlfriend.
Hmm. Bob must have pissed her off.
Or she knows we pay nice for a good tip.
I´ll be back by 11:00.
Oh, wait until morning, honey.
I doubt Bob´s an early riser.
Nah. You know what?
I´d sleep better knowing
we have our 15 grand back.
Well, at least take The Bear with you.
It´s Bob, Ma.
Take The Bear.
It never hurts to have a little muscle.
All right, I´ll pick him up along the way.
Here.
$500
for the girlfriend.
Nothing like true love.
Love you.
When I didn´t hear from her
by morning, I called The Bear.
He said she never showed up and never called him.
That´s when I went to Bob´s address
and saw the police.
Was this Bob Bellaqua-- was he much of a fighter?
Not that I could tell.
I´ve posted his bail before.
Never missed a court date.
Does Jessie usually go out alone on jobs?
Yeah.
She´s very thorough.
She almost always calls The Bear.
This Bear character-- uh, does he have a real name?
Larry. Larry Andrews.
Larry Andrews.
We´re going to need to speak
to Larry Andrews.
Excuse me.
Uh, these files--
they only seem to go back six months.
Oh, I´d have to go down to the basement for the rest.
That would be great.
Thanks.
She doesn´t seem to be 100 percent sure
that Bob´s girlfriend called in the tip.
Hmm. You know, it could be, uh, some skip that Jessie´s chasing
who didn´t want to get caught
so he lured her over to the house.
Yeah.
I´m going to go over to Jessie´s old precinct
and sniff around.
Um, check out this Bear character, Larry Andrews.
You got it. Thanks.
All right, see you.
I was, uh, out on patrol.
Heard about the shooting over the radio.
Wasn´t my neighborhood.
I-I didn´t even know it was her
that got shot until this morning.
Went over and checked it out, but, uh,
it looks like a lot of gunfire.
We haven´t found her body yet.
If she´s still alive,
any idea why she wouldn´t go to a hospital?
No.
You guys don´t speak anymore?
Uh, we-we split up a couple of weeks after she quit.
You split up-- what is that?
She broke up with you, you broke up with her, what?
She-She broke up with me.
No hard feelings?
I´m over it.
So why´d she quit?
She said she was going
to help her mom with the business.
Did she have any problems with any of the perps?
Anything personal?
No. I mean, you know how it is.
Nobody´s happy when you´re putting them away,
but, uh, no, nothing that stands out.
When´s the last time you saw her?
A couple of weeks ago.
One of our guys, Dale Elliot,
went down in the line.
She showed up at the funeral.
Hey.
Uh, how-how have you been?
I´ve been okay.
I can´t believe-- Dale.
Yeah.
I know.
How are you holding up?
Okay, I guess.
( footsteps approaching )
Hmm.
Hey. What´s, someone got to croak
to catch sight of you?
Mm-hmm.
Tom, Brett.
What happened to you, girl?
I´ve been, you know, helping out at the family store.
Hey, since you´re not dating that one anymore
doesn´t mean you can´t come around.
Okay.
Good.
We´re all heading over to Stanton´s.
Everybody would love to see you.
Yeah. No, uh, I got to go back to the office.
Send my regards.
That´s the, uh, thing about it.
Once you leave, it´s...
It´s like you´re not in the club anymore.
I think she found it
hard to be around me.
It was just too hard for her.
Okay. Thanks for your help.
I just spoke to the sarge.
He´s going to send over Jessie´s case files.
He also gave me these.
They´re threatening letters.
They say things like,
"I´m going to screw you, because you screwed me."
"Watch your back."
They all have the same return address--
White Hills Correctional Facility.
Know the name of the con?
Just a prisoner number.
I´m going to track it.
Okay.
Do you recognize him, Bear?
Yeah, that´d be Bob.
And your sure you didn´t see him that night?
I didn´t see him, because I wasn´t there.
Like I told Lorraine--
Jessie never came by.
Well, we´ll be canvassing your neighborhood,
so if she did stop by your house,
we´re going to know about it.
You know, I wish she did.
Then we wouldn´t be sitting here getting acquainted.
So where were you?
I was at home with my wife.
We were baby-sitting our granddaughter.
You know that song, "The Wheels On the Bus Go Round and Round?"
Yeah.
Sang it 50 fricking times.
I feel your pain.
You got kids?
No, just a couple of nieces.
So...
( sighs )
...why do you think she went alone?
I don´t know.
She´s been a little distracted lately.
Like her mind´s been somewhere else.
( siren blaring )
Know where he´s headed.
Donuts, must have just come out of the fryer.
You thinking about going back?
( laughs )
On the force? Nah. Been there.
Mm-hmm.
No offense, but...
sitting outside some skel´s house
sipping diet soda--
it doesn´t seem like your destiny.
Well, my mom needed the help.
Mm-hmm.
Yeah, well,
She can place an ad...
You know what I mean.
Yeah, sure, I know.
I just figured the reason you´ve been so quiet lately
is because you were...
You been thinking about moving on?
I been quiet lately?
Well, it isn´t like you were Kathy Lee before.
( laughter )
But, yeah, quieter than usual.
Well, get used to it.
I´m not going anywhere.
Oh.
Oh, I think that´s our guy.
She always missed being a cop,
and I don´t think she ever got over that, uh,
that guy she was dating.
You mean Mark Casey?
Yeah, that guy.
Yeah, he dumped her pretty hard, I think.
She´s barely been dating since.
Oh, come on, you´re telling me she got careless over a guy
who broke up with her a year and a half ago?
All I´m saying is,
she let her guard down.
I don´t know why.
SAMANTHA: Okay, thank you.
Yeah, bye.
Got a sighting on Bob Bellaqua walking
into his girlfriend´s apartment
ten minutes ago.
FBI!
You looking for Bob?
Yeah.
Well, he´s staying with Debbie downstairs.
( metal clattering )
FBI!
FBI! Freeze!
FBI!
Freeze! Come on.
Freeze!
Back over there. Yeah.
All right now.
Oh.
Give him your jacket.
Use your own jacket.
Cover it up, Bob.
I was taking a bath.
Next time try hot water.
Debbie and I went
to Atlantic City for a couple of days.
I wasn´t running from anybody.
We just got back this morning.
Then you didn´t
call in the tip
saying that Bob was at his house?
No.
Jessie Prince went to your house
based on that tip,
and somebody tried to kill her.
And it looks like you´ve got
a good motive, Bob.
Me? Why?
You tried to skip out on your bail, Bob,
and Jessie wanted to haul your ass in.
Oh, come on. It´s been a couple of weeks.
The judge hands out
another month, whatever.
I just wanted a little extra time
with Deb, that´s all.
All right, look.
I got nothing against Jessie or her mom.
We had no beef.
She treated me right.
Not like this.
Yeah.
Sorry for the inconvenience.
Where were you staying in Atlantic City?
Um... The Knightsbridge.
Mm-hmm.
Call them. They´ll tell you I was there.
I checked all the hospitals
and morgues-- no Jane Does, no Jessie.
Who´s this?
This is Dewayne Mitchell--
the guy who sent those letters to Jessie.
He did three years for carjacking.
Jessie was the arresting officer.
He just got out of jail a month ago.
His P.O. officer know where he is?
Doesn´t have a damn clue.
All right, so I did a little digging
into Jessie´s NYPD personnel file.
Turns out she had a misconduct charge filed against her
a few months before she quit.
This guy said that she planted a gun on him.
Name´s Keenan Carson.
He´s doing 15 to life on a drug-related homicide rap.
Is this the kind of guy
that could organize a hit from the inside?
Yeah, and he´s got a long list of nasty associates.
Where is he now?
He´s being held in the Tombs
waiting another trial, but we´re bringing him over.
Now we have two of her collars that claim she´s dirty.
Mm-hmm, but for what it´s worth,
the conduct charge was dropped
before it ever got to a review board,
so Jessie was cleared.
Danny, I want you to talk
to the ex-boyfriend about this
misconduct charge.
See if you can shed any light on it.
Martin, let me know
when Carson gets here.
Come on, Keenan,
tell us what you know about Jessie Prince.
Who´s that?
She´s the reason you´re doing 15 to life.
Oh, yeah-- that Jessie Prince.
So, what´s up with the police misconduct charge
you filed against her a couple of years ago?
She planted a gun on me.
A gun that wasn´t mine.
Police! Freeze!
( yelling )
Let go of me!
I´ve got a gun!
It´s not mine, it´s not mine.
It´s not mine.
Hey, come on, that´s not mine!
I guess
this isn´t either, huh?
Thanks.
But I´m telling you,
that gun was not there before those cops came.
I own guns... just not that one.
I´m sure you´ll be thrilled to hear
that Jessie Prince took a bullet two days ago.
( stifled chuckle )
No kidding.
Is she all right?
I´m sure she´ll appreciate the concern,
especially when she finds out
you´re the one that called in the hit.
You think I´m John Gotti?
No one´s doing me any favors.
If somebody got to her, I´m all for it.
I just don´t know anything about it.
The guy´s probably lying,
but if she was planting guns as a cop,
she could be doing the same thing as a bounty hunter.
If the guy´s not lying.
And if a perp wanted to get even with her,
it´s a lot less risky to take out a bounty hunter
than it is a cop.
If it was a revenge hit,
we´d probably have a body by now.
Well, maybe she´s still alive,
and if that´s the case,
then why is she hiding if she´s not dirty?
( sighing ): I don´t know.
But I´m inclined to give the people I work with
the benefit of the doubt.
That charge against Jessie?
A crock.
Come on, you mean to tell me
you´ve never had a perp throw one of those your way?
No one´s ever accused me of planting a gun.
Look, the guy was a scumbag and a liar.
That´s why the charge got dismissed,
end of story, all right?
I´m, uh... sorry it slipped my mind.
Did you love her?
Yeah.
Yeah, I loved her.
Why´d you dump her?
It wasn´t working out.
Why´d you tell Agent Malone
that she´s the one that dumped you?
Every breakup´s
got a story, right?
I thought that maybe it was that you
just didn´t want to date a dirty cop anymore.
We´re back to that?
Look, I know you´re protecting her.
I need to know why
you´re protecting her.
If I was protecting her,
I didn´t do such a good job, did I?
SAMANTHA: Okay, thanks. Bye.
Well, that was the Knightsbridge Motel.
Bobby B. and his girlfriend checked in
the day before the shooting, checked out this morning.
Somebody who knew
Bobby B. and his girl were going to be out of town
lured Jessie to that house.
Mm-hmm. Somebody smart with reliable inside information.
Somebody ballsy enough to set up a good frame job.
I just got a lead
on the ex-con that sent those letters to Jessie.
Brother says he´s shacked up in Brooklyn.
Let´s go.
Junkie said
Dewayne´s been squatting
in a room on the third floor.
All right, Sam and Viv,
cover the fire escape and the alley.
Martin, come with me.
There´s someone in there.
I can see him in the mirror.
Come out! FBI!
Show me your badge!
Just drop the gun! Show me your badge!
Come out! I´m working with bail enforcement!
Bear.
Who´s that?
It´s Agent Fitzgerald.
Drop the gun and come out.
Okay.
Slide it out.
All right, put your hands on your head.
Turn around.
You got him? Where´s Jessie?
Lorraine sent me.
She said she was here.
Are you sure it´s Jessie´s blood?
We won´t know 100%
until we get the lab results back.
Oh, God.
When we went
to Mitchell´s apartment,
we found Bear in there snooping around.
I almost blew his head off.
What did he say? Has he heard from her?
He said that you sent him.
Look, I had a feeling she might be there,
so I told him to check it out.
I mean, I´m sorry I didn´t tell you,
but we don´t go by the book like you.
What´s going on, Lorraine?
Did she contact you?
Is that what´s going on?
You better play ball with me,
or I´m going to haul your ass in.
Yeah, she contacted me a couple of hours ago.
Ma, it´s me.
Honey, oh, my God,
are you okay?
Where are you?
I can´t talk.
I need you to do something for me.
What´s happened to you?
Let me come get you.
Mmm, it´s not safe.
My phone book.
A kid named Luca Velez.
Are you in trouble? What´s going on?
Ma, I can´t explain this right now.
You don´t have to.
I don´t care what´s happened.
Whatever it is, you can come home.
It´ll be okay.
Just get his pager number. Hurry.
I got a pal at the phone company,
so I traced the call
to the building on Jefferson Street.
Who is this Luca Velez?
He´s a gangbanger.
Do you think your daughter is involved
in any criminal activity?
I don´t know.
Okay, Lorraine, here´s what I´m going to do.
I´m going to leave an agent here to watch you.
If she calls in, you´re going
to play ball with us, you got it?
Got it.
Freeze!
Who are you?
FBI.
SAMANTHA: Where is she, Dewayne?
I don´t know where Jessie is, I swear it.
Well, you know where she was last night.
She was here.
Notice how we cleaned the place up?
Yeah, sorry if we missed
a couple of bloodstains on the floor.
Look, I´m not denying she was here, all right?
She needed help, and I helped her.
Yeah, so what kind of help could she need from an ex-con?
Ex-con?
I was in the Army for four years, all right?
I learned how to deal
with all kinds of gunshot wounds.
And she had a gunshot wound.
I-I need you to help me.
I need you fix me up.
What happened to you?
I got shot.
I need you to get the bullet out.
I´m not a doctor, all right?
You need to be in a hospital right now.
I´m not going to a hospital.
Now, fix me up.
So, let me get this straight.
You write a novel´s worth of hate mail.
Out of the blue
she shows up here,
and you decide to play Florence Nightingale.
Why´d she come to you?
I sent all those letters when I was upstate, right?
Being locked up in that place, it wasn´t long
before I realized that what she did
by busting me was actually a good thing.
Considering where I was headed,
she pretty much saved my life.
So, when I got out last month,
I tracked her down and I told her my story.
I thanked her.
And she remembered your medical expertise
in her time of need?
I guess.
I don´t think it did her much good, though.
Just do it.
This is going to hurt.
Hold on.
You´re doing good.
You´re doing great; hold on.
Just hold on.
Oh, God!
( agonized panting )
I´m going to need that.
It ain´t going nowhere.
I´m telling you she was ripped up.
She say who shot her?
I asked her, but she didn´t tell me.
She just slept it off
and got up and left in the morning.
She say where she
was going next?
I didn´t ask.
I figured somebody probably followed her, too,
so I got up out of here also.
Where´d you go?
Library. Trying to pass my MT exam.
Well, that´s going to have to wait,
´cause you´re coming with us.
But I didn´t do nothing.
Yeah, well, we´ll find out, won´t we?
Let´s go.
Jack, remember Luca Velez,
the guy Jessie was asking her mom about?
I´m bringing him in.
There´s his file. Aggravated assault, larceny.
All gang-related.
Jessie listed on any of the arrest reports? No, no, no,
but in one of the busts, Luca got arrested
with a guy named Shawn Percel.
Three weeks ago,
Percel murdered a cop named Dale Elliot,
who was on the same crash squad as Jessie.
I know. Jessie was at the funeral.
Did you talk to NYPD about Percel?
Yeah, he´s on the run.
There´s been an APB out on him for three weeks.
This Velez character better have some answers.
Yeah, I may have seen him.
What do you guys want?
I want you to drop the attitude to start, all right?
I´m not interested in you.
Now, we know that Jessie was trying to contact you
about your friend Percel-- did she find you?
Yeah, she found me. And?
And I told her I don´t know where he is.
I think she´d been shot.
His life is in danger. From the cops?
What do you mean? Well, they say
he killed a cop, and my bet is he´s never making it to court.
I don´t have anything to do with the cops.
Okay, look, you know what?
Don´t tell me where he is. Just give Shawn a message.
You can do that much for me, right?
I don´t know, maybe.
If you want your friend alive, you will.
Tell him to meet me at Martha B-Line
at noon.
The B-Line? Yeah.
You mean the bus?
Which stop?
He´ll know.
That´s all she said,
so I paged Shawn and I told him the B-Line.
Luca, we´re going to need that pager number, okay?
Whatever.
Did she tell you
that the cop Percel killed was a friend of hers?
It´s none of my business.
Thanks for your help.
Alive and on the run, hooking up with gangsters.
That´s not good.
Unless the reason that she´s trying
to find Percel is payback for him
killing her cop friend.
You know, there is a B-Line
that runs through the Bronx in Brooklyn.
I know it´s a long shot,
but see if you can pin down where they might meet.
Okay.
We really need to find a connection
between Percel and this murdered cop.
All right. I´ll talk to the D.A.´s office,
see if I can get someone down there. Okay.
You okay?
Yep.
Coffee´s cold.
Turns out that Shawn Percel worked at a Laundromat
ten blocks from one of the B-Line bus stops last year.
That is such a long shot.
Well, we´ve got someone staking it out
just in case Jessie shows up.
I guess it´s possible that Dale Elliot found out
that she was into something dirty...
that she hired Percel to kill him.
Well, that would explain why she was trying to find him.
You met her, right?
Couple times.
I spent four days with her doing surveillance.
It was just the two of us...
sitting in a van with a broken heater.
It was, like, ten below outside.
We had to talk just to keep warm.
She felt really solid to me...
like she was a cop that would do the right thing.
Jack, it was only four days...
you know?
I guess.
I´ll keep you posted if we find anything else.
Yeah.
You were the D.A.
assigned to the Dale Elliot case.
Three weeks ago.
Shawn Parcel was our only suspect from the beginning.
He was alone at his place when Elliot was shot.
Eyewitnesses near the scene saw him run out
right after the gunshot.
It looked open and shut.
Do you know of any connection between Percel
and a bounty hunter named Jessie Prince?
Why?
We believe
that Ms. Prince may be
involved in the murder.
I don´t think so.
Why not?
She called me a couple of weeks ago
and wanted to talk.
I told her to come up to the office.
She said she couldn´t.
She said she had some information
on the L.A. case, so I went over to her office.
All right, I know how this looks,
but Shawn Percel is innocent.
Wonderful.
Let me see the proof.
I need to know you´re not going to talk to anyone,
not even the police.
Whatever you tell me will be held in confidence.
I think Percel was framed.
By cops?
Yeah.
Who?
I don´t know yet,
but I´m working on it.
Why don´t you go to IA?
Trust me, my word´s not going to be very good with IA.
So, how will you get the proof?
I´ll get it.
JACK: Um, did you see her again?
No. Has something happened to her?
There were only four other cops
on the scene that day: uh, Dale Elliot,
who´s dead, Tom Mulcahey and his partner Brett Louny,
and Mark Casey,
Jessie´s ex-boyfriend.
I want to talk to him.
Louny and Mulcahey left the motor pool
´bout a half hour ago.
They´re on patrol.
Where are we with the B-Line?
Well, it´s 18 square miles of bus routes.
And no leads.
I tracked down Casey.
He called in sick today.
That´s convenient. No, he really is home.
Department Dispatch reached him about ten minutes ago.
Well, it might be a good chance
for us to separate Casey from Louny
and Mulcahey. I´ve already brought him in.
There is no way he´s going to come back
a second time, especially without a lawyer.
I don´t want him coming in here.
Hi.
Hey.
Thanks for getting out of bed to come and see me.
How you feeling?
Well, you know,
that time of year.
Said you had some information?
I do.
All right.
What are we waiting for?
Why don´t we step inside?
Guess he´s doing a little remodeling.
You know what I can´t figure?
Why Bellaqua would invite Jessie
back to his house to kill her.
I don´t know the guy, but, uh,
from my experience, most criminals aren´t too smart.
Well, the smart ones are hard to pin down,
especially when they´re wearing
a badge.
You got a gun?
Yeah. Sure.
Where?
What?
Show me.
You know what?
I-I´m out of here.
I said show me.
So, what? You going to shoot me?
I am seriously considering it.
Where´s your gun?
Turn around.
Huh? Spread your legs.
Spread ´em.
Turn around.
Sit down! Sit!
You shot Jessie.
You shot her like a dog in the street,
and you left her outside this dump to bleed to death.
You know, I could say
I shot JFK, and it wouldn´t hold up in court.
You got a gun in my face.
I´m going to have your badge for this.
You know what, Mark?
Nobody knows we´re here.
Not my people, not your people.
No one.
It was Mulcahey...
and Louny.
They shot Dale.
And you knew nothing about it?
No, I knew.
Yeah, I knew about Dale,
that they shot him,
but I wasn´t there.
Found out about it afterwards.
I told ´em she was on to them.
They wanted to t-take care of it,
but I said that I could handle her.
I wanted to talk to you at the funeral,
but I couldn´t with everybody there.
What´s on your mind?
I think I know who killed Dale.
Come on, it´s that-that punk, Shawn Percel.
No, no, I know Percel.
He was one of my skips, okay?
I know you guys
have been hot after him, so I got a tip,
and I went and found him, and he told me what happened.
He said Dale showed up at his house,
started to search the place.
Next thing the kid knows, couple other cops show up
and blow him away.
You got him there, Dale? Yeah, keep an eye
on this dirt bag
while I check the back.
( screaming )
Get him! Get him!
Go!
And you and I both know that Dale
would never have turned his back on a perp
like that. You know it.
Okay, listen.
I think you´re crazy, okay, but I will look into it.
No, you need to go to IA.
With-with what, Jess?
You don´t have anything, and you don´t have any credibility.
Now, just d-don´t do anything stupid, all right?
I´ll look into it, and I´ll get back to you.
I promise.
So Jessie had no idea
you were involved in this?
No.
So, what´d you do, run back to your boys and rat her out?
No. They were just supposed to take out Percel.
They couldn´t find him,
and they panicked. They said...
They said that we had to take her out also.
Where are they now?
Following Percel.
They´ve been on him since yesterday.
They knew Jessie would have to find him to testify.
What were you going to do...
take a sick day while they killed her?
Get up, you scumbag.
( phone ringing )
Agent Johnson.
It´s Jack.
What´s going on?
We´re tracking Mulcahey´s car through his radio transmission.
They´re moving through Astoria.
They´re tailing Percel.
He´ll lead them right to Jessie.
But the B-Line is nowhere near there.
We just lost the signal.
Damn it. We just lost the signal.
What was the last location?
What was his last location?
23rd and Crescent.
Maybe the B Line isn´t a bus.
Um, check all
the registered businesses in the area.
Got it.
You head down to the left.
( steam hissing )
I got Percel moving three rows in.
Stay on him.
Oh, Shawn. Shawn.
How you doing, sweetheart?
How you doing, Shawn?
Freeze!
( groans )
( grunts )
DANNY: Freeze!
FBI!
Get down! Get down!
Down!
Get his gun away.
You got it covered?
Yeah.
Got him.
I´ll help you up.
Easy, easy, easy.
( pained groaning )
All right.
How are you doing?
( laughs )
It´s good to see you again.
( panting )
Come on, let´s get you out of here.
Oh.
Hi, Jess.
Hi.
Take a seat.
Mulcahey´s been upgraded to stable.
Looks like he´ll be out of the hospital in a week.
Lucky for him.
The DA´s office thinks it´s a slam dunk.
But they´re going to need you
to testify against all three men.
Yeah, I don´t have a problem with that.
Okay.
I just wish I figured it out earlier.
Figured out what?
Dale came to me a few weeks after I got hit
with the misconduct charge.
I just... I-I didn´t put it together.
Internal Affairs still thinks
you planted that gun.
This thing´s not going away.
Come on.
You were there.
I didn´t do anything.
I know.
Wait, so IA´s going to take this guy´s word
over five cops that were in the room that say I´m clean?
Mm. It´s very political right now.
You got to believe me.
You don´t want IA in your life.
´Cause once they get their teeth in you, they don´t let go.
So what am I supposed to do, quit?
Take a leave of absence.
After a year or so, things will cool down.
Apply for reinstatement.
At another precinct-- is that what...?
It wouldn´t hurt.
So what am I supposed to say?
Like, what, after four years on the job, I need a break?
Your mom´s sick, right?
Say you´re going to help her out.
( scoffs )
Look, it´s all going to work out.
You´ll be back in no time.
So, he was trying to save my career.
He was trying to save your life.
I just talked to my friend in the recruiting office.
That offer for an interview is still out there.
You´re going to let a bounty hunter into the FBI?
Sure. Why not?
Everybody´s got a past.
( laughs )
Think about it.
Okay.
Come on.
I´ll walk you to the elevator.
Uh, listen, uh, stay in touch, huh?
Yeah.
All right.
I´ll see you.
Hey.
Hey, there.
So, I´m curious.
How did you break Casey?
I don´t know.
I think he had a guilty conscience.