Bobby!
Bobby, are you in there with Amada?
Bobby!
- It's Jumbo.
- I'll be out in a second, Jumbo.
You gotta come out.
There's chicks dancing naked right
in the bar, in the lobby. Unbelievable.
- We gotta go.
- What?
- Bob!
- We gotta go.
Oh, fuck, I forgot.
Bob!
Fucking animal.
I gotta ask Mr. Buzhayev
if we can take the night off.
I love you.
I'm gonna run across the street.
You meet me at the car, okay?
- Okay. Go.
- Amada...
...I'm the luckiest man on the planet.
If I died right now, I'd be happy.
Hey, Mr. Green,
thanks for hooking me up, man.
How are you?
- Hey, Bobby.
- Hey.
You got the best club in Brooklyn.
Just wait
till I take over Manhattan, baby.
Hey, do me a favor. Get them
a couple of drinks, all right?
Hey, baby, give me my purse.
I'm meeting the family tonight.
I don't want Coco paying
for his shit tonight.
Not after that little mix-up
we had last weekend, ladies.
- All right.
- Bye.
Bye, Amada. Good luck, girl.
Take it off! Take it off!
Hey, get the fuck down here!
Hey, you! Get the fuck down!
Calm down. Let's give them space.
Good looking out, Jumbo.
No problem, Bob.
Oh, what the fuck?!
- Don't strain yourself.
- You got it.
Looks like everything's under control.
I'll take my break.
I didn't do nothing!
You're bleeding all over the place.
Go home.
- Freddie, take him home.
- I didn't do nothing.
Go easy on them, Jumbo.
I'm going across the street to see
the boss. Bring my car around.
- You got it. I need you to come...
- Be right back.
Hi, Kalina. Look at you.
You wanna go with me to
the club, huh? Do a little dance?
- Hey, everybody!
- Hey, Bobby.
- Hey, Mr. Buzhayev, how are you?
- Look, she got the watch.
Oh, yeah, it's great. I told you.
He's the best.
- Yeah. Yeah.
- I know deals.
Digital.
Yeah, it's great. Hey, listen.
I gotta go do something tonight...
...but Freddie will watch the place,
make the night drop later.
Good. So how is my club doing?
- Everything's fine.
- Good.
For me? Just this one.
Amada tells me I put on 5 pounds
every time I come over here.
I'm telling you,
you guys are fattening me up.
- Good?
- Excellent.
Always. Real good. Excellent.
Listen, Bobby...
Next week you come by, we talk.
We talk about plans for you.
We like what you do
at the club very much.
- Yeah? All right.
- Yeah.
- Good.
- Something more?
More? I just said I can't eat it.
I can't even eat this.
I can't have another bite.
What are you doing to me?
No, no, no, Amada's waiting.
I have to go.
You're too good to me.
Why do I deserve this?
- No, I gotta go.
- Where? Where you run off to?
It's my bike. Don't!
- Keep being brave, okay?
- Thank you.
Thank you.
- Here comes the right. Watch the right.
- Catch.
- Keep... Keep it up. Keep the guard...
- Careful.
- Sorry, babe. Keep...
- Joseph.
- All right, hey. Hey.
- Joseph.
- Hey, quit fooling around.
- Did he bag it?
No, he never did. His gun jammed,
so he started crying.
That's terrible. A nine-point?
- Joseph, come on.
- Pop's calling. Look...
...we'll go to Metropole,
cut loose a little.
- You got it.
- Come over here.
Gotcha.
Get your picture taken.
It's your big night.
- We took them already.
- The more, the better.
- Get your face out there.
- Stevie, come here.
The P.C. will see this in the magazine,
all right?
- All right.
- Get used to it, it's good. Come on.
- Good.
- Thanks, chief.
Go over there to Mommy,
all right?
It's almost 11.
Where's your brother?
If he comes at all, he'll come late,
Pop. You know him.
Baby.
There's cops all around.
- They're all fucking drunk anyways.
- Give me some.
- I'm nervous.
- Don't be nervous. They're harmless.
Jumbo came through.
It's good, right?
Yeah, it's good. Okay.
You coming?
Do we have to? I don't know if I can
fucking deal with them tonight.
Come on, honey. It's your family.
You gotta support them.
Hey, remember
what I told you, right?
Nobody at the club knows about
my family. Not even Jumbo.
I know. Baby, I won't
say anything. Come on.
Last thing I need is anybody
thinking I'm a fucking cop.
- Never happen, baby.
- I could be a cop.
- What do you have to do?
- Oh, shit! Oh, shit.
Freeze. All right, spread them.
Spread them. Move!
- Get him! Get him!
- Arrest her.
- Where you going?
- Just kidding, officers.
He must know someone
because I'm talking about...
Shit. Oh, shit, look at this.
Bobby. Bobby Grusinsky.
Is that you?
It's me, Russ De Keifer
from across Union Turnpike.
- How you doing?
- All right.
- Still bartending at that Russian joint?
- I'm managing it now.
Hey, listen to you.
- Did he just call you "Grusinsky"?
- I'll talk to you later.
That guy's funny.
Oh, my God.
That's them.
In the corner down there.
Hey, Pop.
They don't look that bad,
though, for cops.
All right, let's go.
- He's got company.
- Give me a break.
- Here comes trouble.
- Look at you.
- You came.
- Congratulations, you're moving up.
Mr. Big Shot honors us
with his presence.
- At your service. You look great.
- Thanks.
Everybody,
this is my girlfriend, Amada.
- That's my father...
- Nice to meet you.
...Chief Burt Grusinsky.
- My brother, Joe.
- Hi.
That's Michael and Jack.
You guys look good.
- You put up with this guy?
- I'm a Leo. I can put up with anything.
If you got a minute,
we'd like to talk to you.
- Let's get a drink first.
- No, right now. Right now.
It's only gonna take a minute.
- Upstairs in the church.
- "Right now."
Come on.
Don't worry. We'll bring him back
in one piece.
That's a great crowd
you got down there, Joe.
- You know all the right people.
- That's a nice suit you got, Bobby.
Was that funny?
I didn't know you had a sense
of humor, Michael. I like it.
How much did that earring
set you back?
- What?
- You heard what I said.
Bobby, I asked Pop
to bring you up here.
- Bobby. Please, I'm serious.
- Why? What's the matter?
I'll be heading up this new
narcotics team starting this week.
Russian unit
out of PSA-One in Brighton.
What?
You brought me up here
to tell me that?
Do any of you fucking guys talk?
- You ever say anything back there?
- I'm old-fashioned. I listen first.
Oh, God. Excuse me.
We're looking at this guy,
Vadim Nezhinski.
Served time in the Soviet Union
for black-market activity...
...come over in 1979.
He's dealing H, cocaine, angel dust.
This guy's bringing in major weight
and we need to track it.
He's operating out of that spot
you manage, the El Caribe.
Oh, I don't know nothing
about that. I'm not...
No, we know. We checked
the rest of the management too...
...his uncle, the owner.
- The old man?
- Well, he is his uncle.
- You been fucking watching me too?
Everybody else came up clean.
It's just Nezhinski we're looking at.
You want me to inform?
No.
- Are you kidding me?
- Just observe, that's all.
It's a closed community.
You're our only way in right now.
Great. You guys are the fucking cops.
Why are you coming to me?
Why...? Why is this my problem?
The whole city's falling apart. Don't
you have any sense of responsibility?
Let me think.
No. No, not really. I don't.
I got enough fucking problems, Joe.
The streets are
in fucking chaos, Bobby.
- Our guys are dropping like flies.
- Joseph, come on. l...
Joseph, you go downstairs.
Let me talk to him, all right?
- Yeah, thanks for coming.
- It's always a pleasure. Thank you.
You better be careful out there
the next couple weeks.
- What's that mean?
- You know.
- Joseph.
- Fine, Pop. You fucking deal with him.
- Take care, Bobby.
- Yeah.
Move over. Move over.
Been a long time
since we've seen you.
Your brother says you don't
answer the phone anymore.
I've been busy, Pop.
That's all.
Yeah?
What's going on with you?
You can't talk?
I don't know.
You what?
Things are all right.
- You're all right?
- Yeah.
Yeah?
You know, I could've gotten you
a good job with us, a safe job.
If you would have asked.
If you'd been around.
I got a job. I got a job. A good job.
That's the whole point
of this conversation we had.
That's why your brother was here,
because of this club.
Your brother says that you've been
using your mother's name these days.
Yeah, just for the business.
You know, it's easy.
"Bobby Green"?
Well, people can pronounce it,
you know?
That Puerto Rican you brought.
She been hooking you up?
- What do you mean?
- Come on, I can smell it on you.
You keep laughing.
Your mother, rest in peace,
I think she was too easy on you.
All right.
I gotta go, Pop.
Bobby, let me tell you something.
Sooner or later,
either you're gonna be with us...
...or you're gonna be
with the drug dealers.
This is like a war out there.
Now, do you understand that?
Do you?
I'll see you.
Careful.
It's getting late. How are
the kids doing? They tired yet?
They're always tired. They worry
about you when you're out at night.
- Baby, sit up straight.
- Baby, do me a favor.
Don't start, all right?
Excuse me, everybody.
Can I have your attention, please?
Hi, my name is Deputy Commissioner
Spiro Giavannis...
...and we're here this holiday season
to honor one of our new leaders...
Let's get out of here...
...and go party with Jumbo.
- Why?
Baby, your family don't like me,
I don't care. I'm here for you, okay?
Fuck them. Let's go. It's boring.
- They're stiffs. Yeah.
- Really?
I'm sure the chief would like
to say a few words.
So I'd like to bring him
up here now. Chief?
Thank you. Thank you very much.
Yeah, chief.
You know, I used to tell my kids,
"Work first, play later."
And my son Joseph
really took that to heart.
Been a real fighter over the years.
He overcome the dyslexia...
...and eventually wound up
graduating John Jay as salutatorian.
And hey...
I'm very proud here tonight.
I wanna thank you all for coming.
Happy Thanksgiving.
Before I say anything else...
...one of our brothers was killed
in the line of duty last night.
Edward Conlon was gunned down...
...serving a warrant
on Northern Boulevard.
Hey. Come here.
The clock is about to strike 11.
I thought we might be able to give
a moment of silence to remember.
- Come on, get over here.
- Which one?
Come on, I'm meeting with Buzhayev
tonight. Which one? This one?
That one. Hey, baby.
- I got good news.
- Yeah?
So I talked to my mom yesterday.
She's feeling better.
So I can move in whenever I want.
Really?
- Don't joke with me.
- I'm not.
I like it. I like it.
It's official. You get your side
of the bed, I get mine.
Seriously, it's great news.
- Hey, I got you something.
- What?
You've been working so hard lately.
- What is it?
- Open it up.
- Now?
- Go ahead, open it.
It's nice.
I like it.
Thank you.
- I love you so much.
- I love you too, babe.
We'll have a lot of kids...
...big house.
- Yeah?
Can we get big kids
and a lot of houses?
Hey, Bobby! Get your ass out here.
It's probably Jumbo. Come on, let's
go hang out with them for a minute.
Everybody, the life of the party
is here.
Hey, Falsetti,
you get what we wanted?
Absolutely. I got a little of
what everybody asked for here.
I got uppers, I got downers.
Hash, mescaline, some blow.
The troops require sustenance.
Go, go, go!
You gotta get dressed.
You gotta get dressed.
Come on, get dressed.
You can't be late
for the boss, baby.
- Bobby!
- Well, hello, how are you?
I thought you could ride. Not riding
so good. You don't ride bareback?
How are you?
- Bobby.
- You wouldn't believe it.
It's 40 degrees out, line's halfway
around the block. It's unbelievable.
I'll grab something in a second,
thank you.
Take kids in the other room.
Don't worry, kids.
You will see Grandpa on Tuesday
to ride the horses.
Not on the furs!
- Bobby.
- Pop.
- Have a seat.
- Why? What'd I miss?
Listen, we're thinking
about expanding.
Maybe we'll open another spot
next year across from Brighton.
- I like it.
- Yeah, good.
And we think you'll run it
and we'll do it exactly like here.
- Could be good.
- Good?
Good, yeah. Listen...
...I've been thinking. If you wanna
open another spot, I mean...
...why not try Manhattan?
- Manhattan's very expensive.
Depends on where you go.
I mean, you get in there now,
get something for cheap.
I'm talking a big space,
a big warehouse.
You get different levels going.
We could do something different
on each floor.
Like one floor could be rock 'n' roll.
Then you do another floor,
you got disco. Something like that.
He's got so many ideas!
And don't let your hair-brained
nephew Vadim screw it up!
It's a lot of money, Papa.
Your fur business can
support that right now?
My son-in-law, he worries people
take advantage of me.
I understand that.
But I think we can do something
special and different.
Worst-case scenario,
it's a great investment.
I mean, I think it's worth looking into.
All right.
So bring some details.
We'll figure out the numbers.
- Yeah?
- Okay?
Good.
I love you.
Hey, who is this?
You are in the presence
of the future king of New York.
The future king?
What are you talking about?
Listen, nothing's definite
so don't say anything.
I was just with Mr. Buzhayev.
He's talking about opening
another spot in Manhattan.
He wants me to run it.
I want you, my brother, to be a host.
Of course! I'm a people person.
That's my specialty.
- I know.
- My fucking man.
I'm the "hoster" with the "moster."
That's beautiful news, Bob.
Beautiful.
Now you'll finally be getting me
all the women I deserve.
What's Amada doing
at Vadim's table?
She's doing what she's supposed
to do. She's charming the customers.
- What do you hear about him, Jumbo?
- I don't know what I hear.
- I hear stories.
- You hear stories. Like what?
Stories.
Like last year, one of his guys
was gonna rat him out.
Cops found his head
on Brighton Avenue.
- Fucking dick was in his mouth.
- Sure it wasn't your dick?
Are you sure it wasn't your mouth?
But I tell you, he wouldn't be
running around here like a king...
...if his uncle didn't own the place,
that much I know.
I gotta get back to work.
All right. Nice talking to you. Bye.
I'm gonna go talk to Amada.
- All right, I'll see you later.
- I'll be downstairs.
I was just telling her how you
stuffed a pill up her nose.
Yeah, that's going
on the wall of shame.
See you later.
Hey, babe, listen.
I don't think you should be around
Vadim so much right now.
Why? You jealous?
No, I'm not jealous. Listen,
it's nothing for you to worry about.
Okay.
I wanna tell you about
my meeting with Buzhayev.
This is the police!
- This is a raid!
- Let's go.
- Police!
- Fuck.
Let's find this motherfucker right now.
Let's go.
Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!
Everybody get your hands
on your fucking heads.
- Let go of me, man.
- Get the fuck down!
Empty your pockets!
Oh, jackpot.
- Get on the bar. Hands on the bar.
- Who authorized this?
Tell me who authorized it.
I have the right...
What's the matter? You on
something? Come here.
That's right. Hands on your
fucking head and don't move!
- Hey, easy, easy.
- Toss them all, Pudge!
- Where is he?
- Get on... Get on the fucking ground!
Give him the charcoal.
Open your fucking mouth!
Who the fuck authorized this?
- I'm looking for Vadim Nezhinski.
- He must be on something.
Get the fucking charcoal.
You do a little dust?
- Bring him the fuck down here!
- Get this piece of shit up.
- Where is he?
- He's up here, captain! We got him.
How about some charcoal
to absorb the toxins?
Clear some space here
for me, ladies, please.
- Turn him, he's gonna puke.
- Where's Nezhinski?
- Get this piece of shit up.
- Here we go.
- Give me some space here, please.
- Get the fuck out here.
- Who else?
- Don't you move.
- Turn around.
- Here we go.
What are you looking at?
Turn your head the other way.
Turn around.
- What is this?
- Stay down, stay down.
Tough guy, huh?
What, you want me
to double your money?
- Stay down.
- There it is.
It's doubled. How's that?
What are you looking at?
Turn around.
What else you got in here, huh,
joker? What about the girls?
Come here.
You got anything in here?
You got a cross and a Jewish star
on you.
- What's the matter? You confused?
- Not me.
- What we got?
- This one's holding.
- Couple dimes of cocaine, some PCP.
- Good.
You and you are under arrest.
Possession and sale of narcotics.
Talk to them and
we go after your mother.
What the fuck
did you just say to him?
Nothing.
Your boy's gonna open up on you.
And when he does, I'm coming back.
All right. Let's go.
Come on!
Good night, everybody. Pleasure
doing business with you. Wrap it up.
Let's go.
- Mr. Buzhayev.
- Yes?
- I'm Captain Jack Shapiro.
- Nice to meet you.
This has nothing to do with you...
...but do you have a nephew
named Vadim Nezhinski?
- Yes.
- Does he have an office here?
Clean him up. I don't want to
get it all over the car.
You got him dirty, you clean him up.
- Does he have an office here?
- No.
Okay.
We'll be in touch.
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
- Oh, shit!
- Oh, my God!
- How the fuck did he get out here?
- Get out!
- What do you got?
- Possession and resisting arrest.
He's also got $207 on him.
- Two-oh-seven? Take him in the back.
- Let's go.
- Who frisked this asshole?
- Don't forget the pedigree.
- All right.
- We gotta stop the bleeding.
- What do you got?
- He's bleeding all over the place.
- Don't touch him!
- Jesus Christ, what the fuck?
- The Russian guy cut himself open.
- Jesus.
- Where'd he get the blade?
- He had it on him, man.
Hey, hey.
What the fuck is going on in here?
- He cut his throat.
- He pulled some cutting, man.
Put pressure on him, all right?
Put pressure.
Why are you standing there?
Get us a fucking bus.
All right, all right, all right.
Shit.
Good morning, chief.
You ready to go home?
Or do you have a home?
Your brother wanted me
to let you out.
If it was up to me, I'd let you stay here
another couple of days or a week.
- Maybe a month.
- Do you want me to thank him?
Disgusting.
You're uncontrollable. You know?
Give him a bath.
I ought to rap you one.
Hey, sign out with the desk sergeant
before you leave, please.
Guy cut his own throat.
Nezhinski must've...
...really put the fear of God in him.
- Look...
...that guy knew how they're
bringing the product in.
- Absolutely.
- That's the key.
We find the right guy,
we're gonna get him...
We waited till it was your day off.
We had to go. I'm sorry. That's it.
You had to hit that spot.
Of all the places...
...you gotta come to my place?
- That's where Nezhinski's been seen.
We supposed to
announce it in advance...
...and compromise the whole thing?
I told you I'm very sorry...
Sorry's not good enough. You don't
come in, act like you own the place.
Got your guys putting shit
down my throat!
You want me to come in here, fuck
everything up, push everything around?
You wouldn't be in this
if you didn't fuck around!
No, I wouldn't be in this shit
if you weren't trying to be top cop.
You know fucking Nezhinski's guy?
His fucking throat cut open.
Congratulations, Captain Joe.
Good job!
Think you're above it? You fuck
around with your Puerto Rican?
- Grow up and act like a man...
- Try thinking about my Puerto Rican...
...while trying to fuck your fat wife!
How's that?
- Knock it off! Bobby!
- Get off!
- Come on!
- Get off me!
Don't touch me! You're not Pop!
I'm done with you. I don't wanna
see your fucking face anymore.
Get out of here!
I'm going home.
It's a fucking holiday.
Winter, spring, summer, fall...
... call 966-7210 for reservations
at Pocono Gardens and...
Beautiful Mount Airy Lodge.
Shit.
Jab, combination.
Come on, dig. Dig. Come on.
Dig! Dig! Dig! Combination.
Combination. Jab. Jab. Jab.
Combination.
Dig. Dig. Dig. With authority.
Dig. Dig. Finish it up. With authority.
That's it. That's it.
Good. Take a rest. Take a rest.
- Chief.
- Yeah.
Which kid is it?
It's Joseph.
He's in Jamaica Hospital.
It don't look good right now.
Want us to contact
your other son, chief?
No, I'll do that. Thanks.
You okay, chief?
You guys go on.
I'll be right out. Thank you.
- Chief.
- Yo, chief. You all right?
I'm all right. I'm all right.
C-note.
Come on, man. Let's go.
All right, tell you what, Jos.
I'll see you...
...and I'll bump you two C's.
Call.
Hello.
Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to
introduce you to Jos's new friends...
...Siegfried and Roy. Two queens.
- Hey, Bobby.
- How you like that, huh?
- Bobby!
- What? Hang up on them.
What you got?
Come on, you fold with that?
- That's what...
- It's the police.
All right, all right, deal again.
Deal again. I'm feeling hot!
Jos, I thought you knew
how to play poker.
I told him to keep going.
He was gonna pack it in.
Go fuck yourself
and just deal the cards.
- Hello.
- Bobby?
Yeah.
Bobby, it's Michael Solo.
I got some bad news.
It's your brother.
Your brother's been shot.
About an hour ago,
outside his house.
What? Who?
Can you hear me? Your brother's
been shot. He's at Jamaica Hospital.
They're working on him now.
What are you talking about?
I was just with him.
Listen, your father's coming.
I gotta go.
But he's at Jamaica.
I just thought you should know.
What happened?
- My brother was shot.
- Oh, my God.
They're operating on him...
They're operating on him right now.
I gotta...
Bobby.
- Where are my keys?
- They should be on your desk.
- I'll get my coat. I'll go with you.
- No. No.
Stay here tonight.
I'll call you later.
- Bobby, I wanna go with you.
- No. I'll call later.
Bobkes?
- Where you going?
- Deal the cards, man.
Pop, Joe gonna be all right?
He's all right?
You got into a fight with him,
I heard.
- No.
- Well, you got what you wanted...
...and you stayed out of it.
- Burt.
- Why would you say that?
- The union sent a shrink over for you.
- I don't need that crap.
- Your Honor.
- Chief.
- Chief, I'm sorry.
- What happened, Michael? Tell me.
- What's going on?
- I'm glad you're here.
First, I wanna tell you
how sorry I am.
We'll get them, Your Honor.
I'll come back in and run it myself.
The bullet went into his cheek,
came out his jaw.
- It missed his brain, thank God.
- Jesus.
He's very lucky, considering.
Do you know who did it?
No.
Definitely a professional.
They bombed his car.
It's a calling card.
We think it's the Russians.
You know, it's a real shame
we didn't get to Nezhinski before this.
Are you fucking blaming me?
No.
But I'm not the only one
around here with an opinion.
Best-case scenario...
...doctor says your brother will have to
be here for at least a couple months.
Anyway...
...let's just...
Let's just hope he pulls through.
I'm going to see him.
- Easy.
- Nobody's allowed in...
...except immediate family.
- I'm his brother.
I'm his fucking brother!
Officers, hold on!
Let him in. It's all right.
- His nametag says "Green."
- It's his brother.
Okay, boss.
I'm sorry, Joe.
This guy got two queens
and he bumps the guy $200?
And then he wins and where the fuck
do you run off to, like a Jew, huh?
The place went fucking bananas.
I gotta straighten things out. I had
to bust some heads like Bruce Lee.
I'm in there busting fucking heads.
They...
All right, Jumbo?
Jumbo, do me a favor.
Would you grab the check?
Let's get out of here. I'm tired.
All right, fine. I'll go pay the check.
But, Bob, just don't forget that nobody
could ever do for you what I did.
Busting heads.
Hey, don't say nothing to Jumbo
about what happened, all right?
Of course. I just thought he could
cheer you up a little, that's all.
- Thanks.
- Look who's here.
- Hi, Vadim.
- Hey.
We were just about to leave.
- How you doing?
- I'm all right.
Made it through the bust okay?
- I'm here.
- Good. Good. Glad to hear it.
Your uncle's got some
trouble now, though.
You fucked up the club.
He does what he's gotta do,
I do what I got to do.
He don't own me.
He's got grandkids to worry about,
chasing them around.
Hey, baby, go keep Jumbo company
for a sec, all right?
Nice girl you got there.
One is prettier than the other.
He knows everybody.
He's pretty popular.
You must know a whole network
of people. Clubs, everything, huh?
Listen...
...I got some shit coming in.
And some of us think maybe
you could help us get it out there.
My product needs a reputation.
A little dangerous right now,
don't you think?
We got a lot of muscle behind this.
- Muscle?
- Yeah, that's right.
You know a cop got hit today?
Do you think
that was a coincidence?
Well, they're not gonna
sit still for that, you know?
Police are a fucking joke, dude.
Mickey Mouse ain't gonna
do nothing.
Cop got lucky. He zigged
when he should have zagged.
You sit with them.
Bobby.
The cops...
...they ain't no problem.
So don't worry about it.
We'll get them all.
You cut the head off, the body will fall.
Am I right?
We do it until they get the message.
We just heard that cop's father
is going to be in charge now.
We'll get him too.
We got all their names on a list.
The chief of police will be next.
If you change your mind, call Pavel.
I got a great product.
Why don't you come down
and check it out for yourself?
All right.
Well, you're wrong, chief.
We gotta make a move.
We gotta make it now.
- No! We don't go nuts.
- You heard what Bobby just said.
Nezhinski's got a contract
out on us, Burt.
I know that. You wanna
take over my department?
You wanna run it?
What do you wanna do?
- I want an answer from you.
- Answer for what?
I have no answers now.
We're looking for him, all right?
Use your head. If we go arrest them,
they'd be back on the street in a day.
We gotta catch them
with their hands full...
...find out where they got the real
weight, then we make the move.
- We don't have that much time.
- Doesn't matter. It's the right play.
- I say we hit them all.
- What?
- Wipe them out. No survivors.
- Don't be a first-class schmuck.
- We don't have the time to infiltrate.
- That is exactly my point.
Then we make the time.
- At whose expense?
- Hold on!
I want you all
to understand something, all right?
We don't ever play in the dirt here.
Not ever, no matter what.
When you piss in your pants,
you can only stay warm for so long.
Bobby.
Is there anything else you know
or anything you can tell us?
Nezhinski come in and...
...he was saying they're trying
to create a brand name, that they...
...wanna corner the market.
Why did he tell you this?
I don't know. He thought
I could help him build a reputation.
Nice friends you got there.
Know what, Pop? He's not my friend.
All right? He came at me.
All right.
I'm not interested in that.
I don't deal.
But didn't you lead him on?
No, I didn't fucking lead him on.
The guy's crazy. He told me
I could come look at his operation.
- I didn't even ask.
- He talked about his operation?
Maybe that's it. Maybe that's key.
What's your point?
We put a Kel on him.
Then send one of our uncles in.
Wait a minute. Wait.
Who's gonna be the tail?
No, forget about it. No way.
No. Forget it. Forget it!
You go to his spot, right?
And you let him talk.
You let him hang himself.
And then we trail you,
you know, to the location.
A week later, we pop him.
And your name's cleared.
Nobody knows it's you.
Mike, it's too dangerous for him.
He's my son.
- He's connected to all of us.
- No one knows I'm connected to you.
- What?
- I don't talk about you.
What about your girlfriend?
She knows about you, right?
Yeah.
All right, leave me alone
a minute. Okay?
I gotta fill out these line-of-duty reports
for your brother, for Joseph.
I didn't know this
was gonna happen, Pop.
Yeah, well...
...what can you do, right?
I don't want you to get hurt.
Don't worry about me.
Just worry about yourself.
I hear anything about your brother,
I'll call you. Goodbye.
Goodbye.
Hey, baby.
Hey, babe.
How's your father?
Is he holding up okay?
- Yeah.
- Good.
I heard on the television
your brother's doing better.
Me and my mom,
we said a prayer for him.
Thanks, baby.
Did they find out who did it?
Baby?
It was Vadim.
Vadim shot Joseph.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
They tried to tell me...
...but I didn't listen.
- Oh, my God.
Bobby, what are we gonna do?
Michael.
Hey.
You been up to see Joe?
Yeah. He's doing much better.
They reset his jaw this morning.
He was awake when I left him.
Your old man's up there with him now.
How you doing?
You can't protect my father.
We'll do the best we can.
Those guys aren't afraid
of the police.
If anything should happen to him...
Listen, that thing
you were talking about...
...if I wanted to help you,
what would I have to do?
I'll call you.
There's a wire in here.
We hear everything that goes down.
We'd also have a tail on you,
so we'd be with you at all times.
Small. Light as a feather.
You're fucking kidding me. That's it?
That's it. That's the risk.
You just gotta find that stash house.
- This can't get out.
- It won't.
Well, what if
something goes wrong?
Give me a word.
First word comes to your mind.
- Feather.
- Okay.
Anytime we hear the word "feather,"
we come in early.
Otherwise, stay there, do what you
gotta do and get the fuck out.
- This will all be kept confidential.
- Yeah, it better.
You get burnt, we have to
put you into protection.
That's better than ending up dead.
- Fuck.
- Listen...
...nobody will ever know
you're involved.
Not your father, not your girlfriend,
nobody.
And maybe someday your brother
will thank you for all this.
So, Bobby...
... you call Vadim's people
and set it up.
You won't see us, but we'll be
following your every move.
Don't be a hero.
Don't make conversation.
You sense they're onto you,
just remember the word is "feather."
Your life is in that lighter.
Good luck.
Bobkes. Jesus.
Where you been?
I left you a message.
- Yeah, I got it. Thanks.
- You all right?
- Yeah.
- What's the matter? You sick?
Yeah, I've been out of it.
I gotta...
Come on, Amada's here.
- Two Jack Daniels, please.
- No, no, no.
I gotta take care of something.
I'll call you tomorrow.
All right. Call me tomorrow.
Please.
See my friends out there?
Vadim is really glad
that you made up your mind.
He's very happy.
You ready?
Yeah.
You'll meet me at the boardwalk
in one hour.
For your protection, and for ours...
...you'll be searched and blindfolded
as we arrive.
You'll be able
to sample the product...
...see if you like it. I'm sure you will.
You will discuss the rest
of the details with Vadim.
Don't raise your voice,
he doesn't like it.
And for me...
...I'm taking you to the place
where I never took anybody before...
...especially no Americans.
And I don't trust you
the way Vadim does.
So don't.
All right?
And if you want to see
your girlfriend ever again...
...you will come alone.
Boardwalk. One hour.
You don't mind
that I sit behind, do you?
Do what you gotta do.
Let me see your hands.
Take this. Put it on.
What do you think?
Good.
What do you got there?
How many keys?
What, like three to four months?
It's not gonna dry up on us, is it?
We got a whole lot of stuff
coming in...
...in a way nobody could ever trace.
All the shit I got in here,
at least 86 percent pure.
Sasha.
The whole city will be
sucking our glass soon.
We'll push the guineas out.
The Domos will work for us.
It's good.
It's good.
So where's this coming from?
You're breathing heavy.
Yeah, because I just took a hit.
You know, I seen fighters
breathe like that.
It means they get nervous.
- Are you nervous?
- No.
I told you,
it's because I took some shit.
What do I have
to be nervous about?
They already searched me.
I'm not here to fuck you.
What are you doing?
How come you got both
matches and a lighter?
I'm feeling light as a feather
from that shit.
- What?
- Feeling light as a feather...
...from that stuff.
- He's wired.
- No, wait.
You were right.
Kill the motherfucker.
Wait. Wait! Wait!
Get up! Get over there!
Take the roof. Bobby!
Get the weapon!
Go, go!
- Police! Don't move!
- I'm with you! I'm with you!
Don't move!
Police! Don't move!
Put your hands up! Put your
hands up! Put your hands up!
Back up to my voice!
- Who is he? Is he one of us?
- He's still breathing.
Get him a stretcher, quick.
Copy that, Rescue 238.
Patient is a Caucasian male...
... mid-30s, with a leg fracture,
broken ribs, abrasions...
... and a possible neck injury.
Where's Bobby? Where's my son?
He's in the bus, chief.
They said he'll be okay.
You guys call an operation
like this without telling me?
You think I was born yesterday?
- He came to me.
- He could've been killed!
- Are you out of your mind?
- I'm sorry.
Well, my son's gotta go into
protection now. Thank you very much.
- It was his idea.
- Where is he?
I wanna see him. Is he all right?
He's a dead man.
You hear me, son?
Crazy kid.
Stupid kid.
Pop...
...my girlfriend.
Call my girlfriend.
Don't worry. I'll call her, all right?
I'll let your brother know too.
We gotta get you...
Get you well again.
Things are gonna be different
for you now, Bobby.
We're gonna
have to protect you now.
1010 WINS. You give us 22 minutes,
we'll give you the world.
1010 WINS. You give us 22 minutes,
we'll give you the world.
This is Stan Brooks in Queens.
Police captain Joseph Grusinsky...
... is leaving Jamaica Hospital
this afternoon.
His doctors cleared him for release
following a four-month stay.
The 11-year veteran was shot
in the face by a masked gunman...
... outside his home
the night before Thanksgiving.
Hey, big guys,
let's see what you got.
Get out. Get lost.
Everybody, I see the car.
Here they are.
Welcome home, Joe.
Welcome home. We love you.
Hey, kiddo. You look great.
- Welcome home.
- Hey, Bob.
- I saw your guards out there.
- Daddy!
- I didn't think they'd let you come.
- No, I wanted to.
What's up? What's up, buddy?
- Hey, how's your leg? You all right?
- Yeah. I'm glad you're home.
Hey, we'll talk later, all right?
Everyone, let's move inside.
There's plenty to eat.
You gonna eat? Young lady. No?
Stop it!
Joe, you look just great.
- Does it hurt at all?
- Yeah, a little, when I look at you.
Oh, finally. Finally he gets you back.
Do you think maybe we could
go see my mom?
No, honey, they made an exception
for this. I'm sorry, I don't think you can.
Hey, Pop.
You wanna go outside and
talk a little business on the porch?
It's time you
brought me back up to speed.
Whatever you say. Let's go.
Bobby, come on, I want you
to hear this. It's for the trial.
- All right.
- Baby, I wanna go.
- No, stay here. I'll be 10 minutes, tops.
- Let me just go back.
No. Just wait here. We'll go back
to the motel together.
Hey, Sandra, these brownies
are really good.
Careful.
Nezhinski's cache was
even bigger than we thought.
Forty kilos of yayo. Angel dust too.
We gotta try to
make a deal with him...
...find out how they're bringing it in.
He might not be too reliable, Pop.
Hey, listen, you marry an ape...
...you don't complain
about the stench of bananas.
- Where is he now?
- At Rikers, tucked in nice and comfy.
We take him
to the ADA's next week.
Good, I wanna go with you on that.
I wanna see his fucking face.
We gotta lean hard, get him to open
up. We got nowhere else to look.
Well, what about his uncle?
Buzhayev?
No, he's clean.
We tapped his phone, tailed him.
We got nothing.
Went to his fur store on Monday.
Tuesday he took his grandkids
horseback riding.
- Nothing there.
- I'll tell you, the streets are dead.
The junkies are out there waiting
for something big, no question.
Well, we got their number one.
Gotta put the full-court press
on him, get him to fold.
- It won't work.
- What?
He won't trust you. These guys
think of you like you're a joke.
They call you Mickey Mouse.
He's not gonna turn for you.
Listen to the expert here. You don't
gotta get involved in this no more.
I asked him to come in.
He's gotta know all this to testify.
This is official police business, Pop.
You gonna make him an honorary
member of the department?
- What's the matter with you?
- He's right.
Didn't you hear what I said?
I asked him to come in here.
I brought him in.
Your brother's got a price on his head
and you talk to him like that?
- Let's go.
- You have to wait for another car.
Ms. Juarez just left.
She went to her mother's.
- Bobby.
- What?
What was said in there,
he didn't mean it.
Ever since this thing happened...
...he flies off the handle sometimes.
But, you know...
Doctor says it may be part
of a stress disorder.
- Needs a little more time to adjust.
- I understand that, Pop.
I got my own shit to deal with.
I got a girlfriend that's pissed off.
I just want this to be over with.
Listen to me. A lot of people been
talking about how good you did.
Now, I think,
considering the alternatives...
...maybe you ought to think
about going on the job.
You got special knowledge.
The department likes that.
I'm gonna go, Pop.
Why do you have to go?
Where you going?
- Think fast.
- Hey.
Hello.
- When is she gonna marry me?
- That is my mother. That's gross.
- Is it all clear? Good.
- Place is clear.
- What are you doing?
- Nothing.
I'm sorry, but she can't be here
right now, okay?
Baby, I was just finishing eating.
Just get your stuff, let's go.
I'll be outside. I wanna talk to you.
She can't do this, Jumbo.
There are people out there trying
to kill me. Understand? It's dangerous.
l... I know.
She called me. I got no idea
where you guys are.
- Because no one can know.
- You all right?
I miss you.
Jeez, Bob.
I'm stressed out.
Don't know what I'm doing.
Me too.
Hey, Bob, everyone's asking
about you at El Caribe.
Freddie and all the girls...
...and Mr. Buzhayev.
I mean, you were like a son to him.
We were surprised
to hear about your family.
Your father's like J. Edgar Hoover.
I'm sorry I never said nothing.
Don't worry, Bob. It's all right.
Listen, I gotta get her out of here,
and we'll call you.
- Let's go.
- Okay.
We gotta move. Let's go.
She misses me, Bobby.
- You got to see your family.
- I know, baby, but that's different.
How?
Mike and Vitt,
they have a route planned.
You can't just go
and jeopardize all this.
Nobody can even know
what motel we're staying at.
You gotta understand that.
Listen, baby, Vadim's trial's
in two months.
Two months.
I'm sorry.
It just feels like sometimes
the walls are closing in on me.
It's gonna be okay.
I'll go in the lead car. You stay
with him till we get to the A.D.A.
Yeah. We got two cars.
One behind, one in front.
If we make a deal with him, then
my brother don't have to testify.
At least that's something.
I'm here for an inmate pickup.
Vadim Nezhinski.
- Is he ready?
- Yeah.
They took him 20 minutes ago.
- What?
- He complained of chest pains.
They had to take him down
to Elmhurst Hospital.
Elmhurst Hospital?
Yeah, we had to do it.
It's the law.
Give me the phone.
You deaf?
Give me the fucking phone!
Hey, what's wrong with you?
Thanks for being here.
I know it's been really hard.
Yeah.
Bobby, your brother just called.
We have an emergency.
Nezhinski's out. So get your stuff
together, we're moving you.
- What?
- He escaped.
They took him to the hospital
with chest pains. He...
He had cooperation from the outside.
Our guys got ambushed.
Start packing up, sweetheart.
Let's go.
Somebody might know this location.
We better get you moved.
I'll meet you outside, all right?
Let's go.
The backup should be here
any minute.
Probably got held up in the rain.
You all right?
- Pop, I'm fucked.
- No, you're not. You'll be okay.
You're never gonna get Nezhinski.
Me and Amada
can't take this anymore.
- Bobby.
- I don't know what to do.
I'm gonna protect you, all right?
I'll make you a promise right now.
I'm gonna protect you.
Don't worry.
It's gonna be okay, son.
We'll see it through.
- Chief?
- Yeah.
- We have three vehicles on the way.
- Okay.
We'll move them to Corona.
I'll lead the line.
- Let's go, son.
- Honey.
You guys stay close behind my car.
There's flooding up ahead.
Watch my brake lights.
It's really coming down.
Vitt, where's the car that's
supposed to be following us?
He should be right behind us,
Bobby.
Shit, I left the watch you gave me
at the hotel.
Is that it on the right?
- Vitt!
- Oh, my God!
Amada, get down! Get down!
- Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
- Motherfucker!
Oh, my God!
What the fuck?!
How'd they find us?
- Amada, stay down!
- Get off, they're shooting.
Get off the road!
Fuck.
Fuck!
Get off! Now! I'll take care of them!
Get off the road, Bobby!
Get off the road! Get off!
You hit? Amada, are you hit?
You hit?
- No! No!
- You hit?
Jesus.
Pop, pull over!
Pull over! Pull over!
You're in a suite at the Sheraton
near Kennedy Airport.
Your brother is here for you.
I wanted to let you sleep a little bit.
Where's Pop?
I had to go and identify the body.
I saw him die.
It's all right.
It's gonna be okay, all right?
- I don't wanna be alone.
- I know.
I'm here.
Now, don't worry, all right?
I'll be ready to come back and
head things up, and we'll get him.
You just wait till after the funeral.
They're gonna get Nezhinski.
- How did they know where we were?
- It's all right.
How'd they find us?
Your father was a great man.
Thank you.
He gave me his combat ribbon...
...after we got back from Korea.
I was gonna put it in with him...
...but I think he would have wanted
you to have it now.
Thanks.
It's now in your hands...
...but we're gonna help you
get Nezhinski.
And we got a lead, Joe.
Word got back
from one of our uncles...
...that a big Russian shipment's
coming in sometime next week.
We'll find it.
Your father will not
have died in vain.
You're not sleeping again.
Did you take the pills
the doctor gave you?
No.
What is this?
Is this a police exam?
Bobby, is this a police exam?
Yes.
Were you gonna talk to me
about it?
Yeah.
When?
I don't know.
Bobby, do you know
how this makes me feel?
You just went off,
you made this decision.
You didn't even talk to me about it.
After this nightmare
we've been through?
I don't know if I could
live through that again.
You're gonna join the police, Bobby?
Baby, you could be killed.
Look at your brother.
Your father, he died for nothing.
No! No!
Don't talk about them!
You don't talk about them!
- You wanna get shot like him?
- Don't talk about them!
Do not talk about them!
You don't understand!
You can't do this!
I won't let you!
- No, you can't!
- I have to do this!
- No, you don't!
- I have to do it!
No, you're gonna get yourself killed!
I fucking hate you!
The commissioner's aware you have
special knowledge for this case.
He made it top priority.
Come.
We're all very sorry
about your father, Robert.
- Thank you.
- Pursuant to your request...
...we've decided to grant you
a special dispensation...
...and appoint you
a conditional member...
...of this department,
effective immediately.
- I appreciate that.
- Good.
You will be required to go to the
academy once this case is completed.
- You know that?
- Yes, I do.
All right, then.
Would you raise
your right hand, please?
"I, Robert Green,
hereby pledge and declare...
...that I will support and defend
the Constitution..."
I, Robert Green,
hereby pledge and declare...
...that I will support and defend
the Constitution...
"...both of
the United States government...
... and the state of New York,
to the best of my ability. "
- both of
the United States government...
... and the state of New York,
to the best of my ability.
"I will faithfully discharge my duties
in the rank of probationary officer..."
I will faithfully discharge my duties
in the rank of probationary officer...
"...in the New York City
Police Department. "
- in the New York City
Police Department.
- "So help me God."
- So help me God.
Congratulations, Robert,
and welcome.
Thank you.
- Congratulations.
- Thank you.
They're all expecting you
down at the precinct.
Work all your contacts. We gotta find
out where that deal is going down.
Jumbo, I'm not gonna party,
but I need to talk to you.
All right, so, look, I'll come down later
and I'll see you there. All right.
No, don't tell Freddie.
Jumbo, listen to me.
Just meet me at El Caribe
at 11:30, all right?
All right.
Hey.
You get your ID card this morning?
Yeah, but they wouldn't give me
a piece. I should have one.
I'll get you one.
Pop always said
you were a good shot.
- What's the matter, Joe?
- Nothing.
It's kind of weird seeing you here.
- Yeah, I know.
- Bobby.
I never meant
to get you involved in all this.
I'm sorry.
You don't gotta apologize to me.
I never listened to you or Pop.
You wanna hear something funny?
I was kind of jealous of you for that.
I was. I don't think
I had a lot of faith in myself.
I just did what Pop wanted me to do.
I mean, you...
I mean, you were free.
Anyway, look...
...I didn't mean to get into all this.
It just...
Maybe it's just because
I ain't been sleeping lately.
I'm kind of having some nightmares
about what happened to me.
Well...
...all that matters
is that we finish this.
And we catch Nezhinski
when that deal goes down.
Bobby, an Amada Juarez
is calling for you on line three.
- Tell her I'll call her back later.
- All right.
Are you gonna be okay?
I gotta go downstairs and
get fitted for a vest, all right?
Yeah.
Amada?
Hey.
Miss Juarez left about an hour ago.
She said to give you this.
- Hey, get me some food, would you?
- Yeah, sure.
We're checking you out at noon
tomorrow. Get your stuff together.
I'll bring the menus.
Lou.
My brother. The grand return.
I can't believe you called. Look at you.
You look great. You look different.
- Who is this?
- That's my bodyguard.
Look at this place.
You put more tables up here?
No. I don't know. Come here.
Come on, have a drink for a second.
- Why don't you get us some drinks?
- Don't you think you've had enough?
You wanna be a pain in my ass?
You my mother? Get us some drinks.
- Fuck you in the ass.
- I'm ready.
- I wanna talk to you about something.
- Sure.
You know of anything going down
the next few days? Something major?
No.
I mean, they never tell me
their heavy stuff anyway.
Yeah, but you hear about things.
People talking, anything?
If I hear anything, I'll let you know.
- What about Freddie? He around?
- Freddie's downstairs.
- Come on, pay attention.
- Where's Amada?
Bob.
- She left.
- She left?
- What do you mean, she left?
- Jumbo, leave it alone.
Don't worry. Don't worry.
Amada, she probably
just needs some space.
She'll be back.
Between us, that place they
had you in was driving her crazy...
...I know that.
The Cue Motor Inn?
We used to call it the "Screw Motor
Inn," with all the hookers.
How'd you know
where we were staying?
How did you know
where we were staying?
It was in the papers.
You know, those reporters,
they got their noses everywhere.
Always looking through
everybody's garbage.
Anyway, homeslice,
what do you think of the floorshow?
Wanna go downstairs for a bit?
Go outside? It's loud in here.
- What?
- Talk, catch up?
You wanna go outside?
We got drinks coming.
Forget the drinks. I haven't
seen you in forever. Let's go.
- It's cold out.
- Get your coat.
Come on. Give us a few minutes.
It'll be all right.
Okay, but make it quick.
It wasn't in the papers, Lou.
Where's Nezhinski?
I don't know.
Don't play games with me.
- I don't know.
- I said, don't play games with me.
Amada told you where
we were staying, didn't she?
She trusted you like a brother.
Bob. Come on.
I swear, I don't know nothing.
My father's dead because of you.
You know I'm with the police now?
And I can do anything to you.
Bob, I told them where you were,
but it ain't what you think.
Amada said you moved
every couple days.
I thought you'd be gone by then.
It's the truth. I sw...
I swear to God.
I tried to give them
the wrong information. I tried.
Come on. Tell me who.
Who? Who? Who?
Marat.
Marat Buzhayev.
I'm sorry, Bob. I know
he was like a father to you...
...but he owns me.
Don't say that! Don't say that!
Don't say that!
- My eyes.
- You fuck!
You fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
You fuck!
Get up. Get up!
Get up! Get up!
This Jumbo Falsetti guy confirmed...
... that a major shipment
is coming tomorrow for Buzhayev.
He says Buzhayev uses
his grandkids as couriers.
They go everywhere for him. That's
why we weren't able to catch him.
We should've been putting a tail
on a couple of 10-year-olds.
It's unbelievable.
Did Jumbo know the location?
No. No, we tried, believe me.
We interrogated him all night.
He was crying like a 4-year-old.
But he did say he thought
Nezhinski would be there, though.
Tomorrow's Tuesday, right?
Buzhayev takes his grandkids to
Floyd Bennett Field every Tuesday.
He takes them horseback riding.
Joe, we should
put our money on that.
- No, that's not really much to go on.
- You got a better idea?
Anyone?
We can sit on our fucking asses...
...or we can crush these...
- Bobby.
It's a process, you know?
Look, that's what we got.
I guess that's what we should go with.
You heard him. Let's go.
Coats are on the porch.
Contact ESU. Make sure we don't
come up short, all right?
We got it covered.
- Sorry about the mess, Sandra.
- It's all right.
Joe, you know, they're laughing at us
out there on the street.
Now, when we get there,
what we do will be up to you.
But I hope
you drop the hammer on them.
After your father
and everything else?
I mean, these people
are like fucking lice.
Just think about
what I'm saying to you.
Joe.
Joe, you okay?
I hear you, GQ.
Take that, all right?
It's one of Pop's.
I don't need any more guns in my life,
that's for sure.
But you should have one to be safe.
It's better to be judged by 12
than carried by six.
Joe, we're all ready.
What's the move?
Wait till they complete the sale.
Then we move.
ESU will grab the kids.
They're so fucking close,
the two of them.
This is what
we've wanted for so long.
My nephew has stayed
just to see this through.
When this is done...
...we'll control
almost the whole market.
Each load is completely untraceable.
It's my own method.
Impressive.
You put the drugs right on the coat.
We are importing 200 imitation sables
per week.
Try it.
Very good. Give them the money.
All right, deal's about to close.
Let's go.
This is the police! Drop your weapons.
Come out!
Police! Put your weapons down!
They're firing at us.
Everybody down!
Eli! The kids!
Get down! Joseph! Get down!
Joe! Joe, are you hit?
- What happened?
- He's okay. He's okay.
He's all right. He ain't hit.
- Should we move?
- I don't know what's wrong.
- Bobby. Bobby, take his shotgun.
- Okay.
- I'll stay here with him.
- Go, go, go!
Run!
We got runners out the back!
- It's okay.
- Come with me.
Keep going! Go! Go!
- Watch your back!
- Go! Go!
Kelly, we're gonna move to the left!
Let's go.
Okay.
Halt! Police!
Freeze. Hold it right there.
All right. Fuck!
We'll kill each other in here.
Nezhinski's in here with us.
Let's smoke him out.
Radio our guys.
Tell them to clear out.
Absolutely.
We got the old man.
We got Buzhayev.
All right, guys. Clear out.
Go on. Into the clearing.
Bobby!
Bobby, what are you doing?
Bobby!
Don't go in there.
We have Vadim surrounded.
Be patient, he'll come out!
Bobby!
Bobby!
Bobby!
Bobby...
...fuck you.
Bobby...
...I didn't know
it would be your family.
Get on your knees.
We're done here.
Hey, Joe.
- Can't believe how nervous I am.
- Bobby.
- Big day.
- Look at you.
All dressed up, huh?
Looking like a chief.
I don't know about that.
Maybe a lieutenant.
- You look good.
- Captain?
Hey, Joe, I got through
to McClennan at Personnel.
He's still holding that slot for you...
...if you're ready
to switch to administration.
Yeah, can we talk about it
another time?
Yeah. Yeah, sure.
- Hey, good luck.
- All right.
Now, what's this?
Look, I meant to tell you.
I gotta start doing the right thing.
I gotta spend more time at home.
I got three kids now.
What am I supposed to do?
Look, I was gonna
talk to you about it.
Do what you need to do.
They're gonna get started.
We should probably go in. Come on.
Ladies and gentlemen...
...we shall begin today's ceremony
with the traditional invocation...
...moving then
to the valedictorian address...
...to be given by Robert Grusinsky...
...son of the late
Deputy Chief Albert Grusinsky...
...brother of
Captain Joseph Grusinsky.
You know, as I look at that fine
young man seated behind me...
...I can't help but think of all the
young members of our department.
I get filled with such pride.
Men like him
are the future of the force.
Let us remind ourselves
we are in God's presence.
Let us pray.
O God, we come together
at this most joyous occasion...
...the New York City Police
graduation ceremony.
We ask you to guide, bless and
protect those who are graduating.
Please bless their families and friends
who gather and share their joy.
- I love you very much.
- Strengthen us, our Lord...
...now and forever. Amen.
- I love you too.
Amen.