The Good Cop (2018) s01e01 Episode Script
Who Framed the Good Cop?
1 [PLYWOOD WITH IMAGE APPEARS.]
[GUNSHOTS.]
[POLICEMAN.]
Nine eighty-two.
That's a range record.
The highest your old man ever got was an 800.
- He probably cheated.
- I know he cheated.
[TONY SR.
.]
You can go.
The light's busted.
You can go.
[TONY SR.
TSKS.]
- It's been busted all week.
- I'll give it a minute.
You don't believe me? If you told me you were lying, I wouldn't believe you.
That's very nice.
Nice way to talk to your father.
I saw Chet Finch.
Said you broke the record at the practice range.
- You talked to Chet Finch? - Didn't surprise me.
You could always shoot.
Remember Boy Scout camp? You won all of those medals.
Badges.
Badges.
- Whatever.
- If you were there, you would know.
It's not going to matter now anyway, is it? Because we're both going to die right here in this car.
They're going to find us tomorrow morning staring at this verkakte light, dead of starvation.
Yoy shouldn't have contact with anyone in the department.
- It wasn't contact.
- It's a condition of your parole.
It wasn't contact.
We weren't exchanging bodily fluids.
We talked for ten minutes.
That's contact, Dad.
Conversation is contact, especially with Chet Finch.
He was on your crew, for God's sake.
The guy buys me a Heineken, I'm going to sit down.
That's the way God made me.
Especially if he's bragging on my boy.
[CAR HONKS.]
Now they're honking.
Come on.
You can go.
You're a cop.
Exactly.
I'm a cop.
What do you think? Running this red light is going to turn you into me? Anthony you're all I got No man can untie that knot There's a problem on the block You know I've got your back On that day the chips are down And your friends cannot be found You don't have to turn around I've always got your back BUSTED CORRUPT CARUSO TO FACE THE MUSIC Kid I've had to scrape and fight But when I look at you tonight I know there's one thing I got right I've always got your back I've always got your back [PEOPLE WHOOING.]
[MAN.]
Race to the bottom! [WHOOING AND SHOUTING.]
[SKATEBOARDER.]
Coming through! - [SKATEBOARDER 2.]
Watch your back.
- [LADY GASPS.]
- [SKATEBOARDER.]
I'll see you down there.
- [SKATEBOARDER 2.]
I'll see you down there.
[GRUNTS.]
[YELLS.]
[DOG BARKING.]
[ALARM CLOCK MUSIC.]
[TONY SR.
LAUGHS.]
I love you, man.
You don't have to say it back.
I just love you.
No, I'm telling you.
I love you.
I'll catch you later.
"The Girl From Ipanema" just woke up.
Okay.
Good morning.
That's Wendell Kirk.
He found us a new TV.
- Sixty-six inches.
- We don't need a new TV.
It was a gift.
What was I supposed to say? Come on, sit down.
TJ, sit.
Come on, every cop knows: Never pass up a real breakfast.
You catch a case, you never know when you'll eat again.
[CUTTING WITH KNIFE.]
Wait come on, come on.
Don't eat that dry.
Put a little butter on it.
A little butter.
Come on.
- When's your interview? - Around 10:00.
Not around 10:00, Dad.
It's 10:00.
It's a job interview.
Would you relax? You're making the coffee nervous.
Cora went through a lot of trouble to get that for you.
It's Cora now? [LAUGHS.]
- Inspector Vasquez.
- How sweet.
.
My son and my parole officer.
Do you have a real shirt? With a collar? Yes, I have a real shirt with a collar.
Who's the parent here? Exactly.
- What are you doing? - I'm good.
Why, because they say IHOP? You know, you are pathological, you know that? I mean They're just sugar packets.
Everybody takes a couple.
That doesn't make it right.
You break one rule, they all break.
Do me a favor.
Don't quote your mother to me.
I was married to the woman for 29 years.
You were married to her, but I listened to her.
You know what, Saint Francis? This time I'm calling your bluff.
All right? You come with me.
We'll go back to the IHOP.
We'll find the manager.
"You can stop looking, the case of the missing sugar packets has been solved.
" "I did it.
I confess.
" Wait a minute, we've got a problem.
Oh, no look.
Napkins from the Dunkin' Donuts in Fairfield.
Don't worry, I'll mail it to them.
[MOBILE PHONE RINGING.]
- Caruso.
- [TONY SR.
SCRAMBLING EGGS.]
Yeah, I'm catching.
Ten minutes.
Wear your vest.
[POLICE RADIO ANNONCEMENT.]
- Where's Detective Loomis? - He's in the blue sedan.
- You lose a button, officer? - No, sir.
- That's an infraction.
- [OFFICER.]
Thank you, mother.
Burl.
- Burl! - [GASPS.]
What are you doing? Are you sleeping? If someone sees you, they'll pull your badge.
Yeah, that would be terrible.
I'd have to retire early.
Let me ask you something.
When you do finally retire, how will anyone know? [SNIFFS.]
[POLICEMEN CAHTTERING.]
Lieutenant, I'm glad you're here.
It's a real freak show.
Uphill It's always uphill.
At least we know he didn't do it.
- Any ID? - Not yet.
Looks like a taxpayer.
What the hell's wrong with this town? Nothing a well-placed hydrogen bomb couldn't cure.
Time of death? I'm guessing two days? - [BURL.]
So, Saturday.
- Maybe.
This wasn't the primary.
He must have been killed somewhere else.
No scuff marks.
They must have carried him.
- Who found him? - A couple of skateboarders.
It's illegal in the park, so they ride early.
Get a statement.
Separately, separate cars.
And Stay away from that bush.
- Did you see something? - Yeah.
Poison sumac.
The perks of having a Boy Scout for a partner.
They parked down the hill.
Carried him 35, maybe 40 yards.
Why did they leave him here out in the open? Another 30 yards, they're in the river.
Maybe they were interrupted.
Maybe.
[TAKES A DEEP BREATH.]
Or they wanted him to be found.
You got one, I got three.
- How many remotes did this TV come with? - It doesn't matter.
- It's only one we're looking for.
- What do you mean - Now what did you do? - I didn't do anything.
I left you two messages.
[LAUGHS.]
My phone died.
- I think it's broken.
- Who is this? This is Cora Vasquez.
I'm his parole officer.
- [GAPS.]
Are you allowed to do that? - I doubt it.
- What's your name? - Wendell Kirk.
Wendell Kirk, do you have a receipt for this monitor? It was a floor model.
They don't give receipts.
- You always get a receipt.
- Not from Target.
Listen, you need a receipt give me 12 hours.
I can get you a receipt.
Pack it up, Wendell.
[BOTH MUMBLING.]
I called the lumber yard.
They said you showed up, but left before the interview.
[TONY SR.
.]
Here's the thing I got there Turns out the guy who manages the place, a guy named Randy Buttons.
I don't know Randy Buttons too well, but I know his wife Julie Buttons.
She's She's somebody I know really well.
Take it easy.
Don't - Go on.
- So I just bailed.
Believe me, I saved everyone a world of trouble.
So, we have to find an employer whose wife you never tapped? It's a big city.
There's got to be somebody.
[GASPS.]
Cora.
Inspector.
GIve me some credit.
I'm walking the line.
You asked me to sell my liquor license.
I sold it.
No problem.
You ask me to move in with my kid.
Here I am.
Come on.
I'm walking the line.
They gave me 90 days to find a job.
I'll do it.
I'm on it.
I still got three weeks left.
Three weeks, Tony.
All right, I got it.
You want to copy that one? Shut up.
Is that Jack Livingston? I thought you hated him.
- Hatred is too weak a word.
- Then why I keep that photo there to remind me what's important in life.
Yeah, what's that? To outlive that creep.
Let's meet our mystery guest.
Holy crispy crap.
Donna, thank you for coming in and thank you for identifying Jack's body.
I know that wasn't easy.
I didn't have much choice.
You made that clear.
You want some water? Something stronger.
Let me start by saying how sorry we are.
I'm speaking for everyone here.
Save your tears, Captain.
Jack was dead to you eight years ago, the second he agreed to testify.
Nobody in this room feels that way.
You know TJ Caruso, Burl Loomis.
This is their department.
It's called The All-City Homicide Squad.
They're the best of the best.
It's an indication of how seriously we're taking this.
Was Jack worried about anything? - No.
- Did he have any enemies? Did he have any enemies? Is that your question? You're asking me that with him in the room? Ask him.
Ask his father.
Everybody heard him in court, how he threatened Jack's life.
The bastard makes parole, and then two months later Two months later Alright.
Why don't we finish this up tomorrow.
This is Officer Geary.
He's going to make sure you get home.
[POLICE RADIO ANNOUNCEMENT.]
[POLICEMEN CHATTERING.]
For the record I'm not yelling.
I don't yell anymore.
We need this in the bag, immediately, and she was right about your old man.
We got to talk to him.
I'll take care of it.
Can you handle the autopsy? [CAPTAIN.]
Lieutenant.
Your father His hands are clean on this, right? Absolutely.
[POLICEMEN CHATTERING.]
[PHONE RINGING.]
[TONY SR.
.]
Try to stop me if you've heard this one.
I'm on the job six weeks, right.
Barely out of pajamas.
I'm on foot patrol.
It's a little before midnight.
I clock this beat up Plymouth.
Jersey plates, parked under the bridge.
Trusty flashlight I walk over, I rap on the glass.
In the backseat, there's a girl doing her homework.
In the front seat, there's a kid, some Jersey punk, just sitting there, listening to music.
I say to the kid, "Hey, what are you doing?" The kid says, "Nothing.
" I say, "How old are you?" He says, "Twenty-three.
" I say, "How old is she?" He says, "In 11 minutes, she's going to be 18.
" - [ALL LAUGHING.]
- I said, "Good luck, brother.
Go with God.
" - [ALL LAUGHING HARD.]
- [MUSIC PLAYING.]
- [MAN.]
There we go! - [TONY SR.
.]
Look at that.
[MAN.]
Stop! Hold it! [TONY SR.
.]
Holy mackerel, what are you doing? [MAN.]
Hey, TJ.
What are you doing here? I know that look.
- My son does not approve.
- Of what? Of anything.
Here.
Switch.
I'll be back, guys.
What's up? [MUSIC PLAYING.]
What happened to your pants? I lost the first two games.
What's up? I wanted you to hear this from me.
Remember the phone call from this morning? Body in the park? - Yeah.
- It was Jack Livingston.
- How? - It wasn't pretty.
Abducted.
Suffocated, drugged, then shot.
I wouldn't have done in that order, but still - Jesus, Dad.
- What? I'm not going to lie to you, I've got mixed feelings here.
You caught the case? Where would you start? If it was my case I'd be looking at me.
- I'm serious.
- Who's got a better motive than me? I spent seven birthdays inside for that that creep.
Alright, for argument's sake, let's say it wasn't me.
Livingston took five other cops down with me.
Every one of them said they'd do him if they could.
- You believe them? - At the time, but you know, the years go by, and grudges have a way of What's the word? Dissipating.
I heard he was broke.
That he owed the Newmark brothers.
Serious people, but But what you describe, you know Abducted, drugged, shot, I mean Madonna mia.
It sounds personal.
Sounds like a vendetta.
You meet the wife? - Donna? - Baby [CHUCKLES.]
I hear she's a real people pleaser, that one.
Half of Brooklyn would like a ride on that pony.
Look I've got to win back my pants.
All right? Keep your chin down.
- [MUSIC PLAYING.]
- [PEOPLE CHATTERING.]
[TJ.]
My old man was right.
Bookies, cops ex-cops, gang-bangers.
The whole borough had it in for this guy.
Lieutenant, Dr.
Kornbluth just posted the autopsy.
I can't see it from here, Ryan.
- Is that better? - Just read it to me.
Sorry.
Name of deceased, Jack Livingston.
Well nourished, male, Caucasian.
- Weight, 178 pounds - Ryan, I just need the headlines.
Time of death? Between 4 p.
m.
Saturday and 4 a.
m.
Sunday.
That's a pretty big window.
[RYAN.]
He had eight mls of Nembutol in his blood.
They jacked him up before they killed him.
Yes, sir.
That's my conclusion as well.
COD, acute asphyxia.
That would be the plastic bag.
Then six shots.
Nine millimeter, upper chest, post-mortem.
Six shots after he died.
Burl? Doesn't sound accidental.
What did your old man say? He thinks we should look at the wife.
[BURL.]
Rings true.
First time I met Donna Livingston, she was dancing in the club by the airport and her name was Dorianne.
That was two dead husbands ago.
[SOMETHING STARTS BEEPING LOUD.]
What the hell is that? It's called Vitalink.
I'm beta testing it for a friend.
It has a built-in skin sensor that reads your hydration levels.
It's a watch that tells you when you're thirsty? I guess, yeah.
Pretty much.
Does it tell you when you're being a jackass? The answer is yes.
Just take it off.
Maybe if I You know I could kill you right now, and not a jury in the world would convict me.
[REDUCES BEEPING BY DRINKING WATER.]
Children, children Excuse me, - See? - We're on the job.
Okay? Let's do the job.
Ryan, pull the phone records.
His and hers.
And make sure the DA's office is looped in.
Burl Start turning these guys over.
Check their alibis.
I need to start clearing this board.
Captain.
Are you okay? These are the slugs they just pulled out of Jack Livingston.
The stamped.
They were Department issued.
[RYAN.]
You're saying a cop did this? - They were issued to this unit.
To one officer in particular.
Who is it? It's me.
Lieutenant Caruso.
I need you to surrender your weapon and follow me.
Detective Caruso, is there anything you'd like to say before we start? There's been a mistake.
I hope you're right, son.
We've got your gun here.
According to ballistics, this is the weapon that shot Jack Livingston.
Excuse me, the union doesn't consider those results definitive.
Lieutenant Caruso has a right to retest a weapon - with an independent lab if - That won't be necessary.
I'll stipulate the shots came from my gun.
They let me run the test myself, just to be sure.
- I'd like to talk to my client privately - There's no need for that.
We're all here for the same reason.
Right? We want to figure this out.
- Exactly.
- Right? Let's start here.
What possible motive could he have? He barely knew the victim.
- Family honor.
- Family honor? Eight years after the trial? Have you seen his record? Not one single complaint.
You could eat off of this.
You know what they call him around here? - "The Choirboy.
" - "Nancy Drew.
" - Nancy Drew? - I've heard both.
Doesn't curse, doesn't drink Won't take a bag of chips without paying.
And most cops I know refuse to work with him, he's such a pain in the ass.
- Thank you, Brian.
- We'll stipulate.
It's an admirable record.
Lieutenant, let's talk about the weapon.
When was it issued? Five years ago.
The same day I got my shield.
You keep it with you? - 24/7.
- You ever loan it to anyone? - Of course not.
- Ever lose track of it for an hour? It happens.
- Not to me.
- TJ, you said 24/7.
That's not really possible.
When you shower? It's the counter next to the sink.
It's never out of my sight.
- You've got to sleep.
- It's next to the bed.
In the nightstand, in the top drawer.
So in theory, somebody could have taken it while you were sleeping and returned it two hours later.
You live with your father, don't you? [POLICEMEN CHATTERING.]
Help me, Rhonda.
Caruso, I've been looking for you.
Did they take your badge? Modified duty.
I'm riding my desk pending a departmental review? I have to meet somebody.
So I just wanted to look you in the eye.
I can handle being wrong.
I've been wrong before.
- But I have to know.
- I don't know what happened, Cora.
.
- There's nobody else here.
- I don't know what happened.
I have been vouching for your father.
- I put my ass on the line - I know you have.
My CO wants him back inside, but I have been vouching for him.
Because I trust my gut.
I like him.
I think he has a good heart.
What makes you say that? You.
He raised you.
If it was him, if he really did this thing I've never been wronger about anybody.
Me too.
[CAR ALARM ACTIVATED.]
$10,000 REWARD FOR INFORMATION CONNIE CARUSO VICTIM OF HIT-AND-RUN NOVEMBER 20 7:35 AM POLICE ARE SEEKING DRIVER OF YELLOW VAN PLEASE CALL LT.
T.
J.
CARUSO Been here all morning? Four years tomorrow.
You've got to tape them to the pole, Dad.
They'll blow away.
Let them go.
She never liked getting flowers.
She hated watching them die.
How many people live there? Three hundred? - [TJ.]
Maybe more.
- [TONY SR.
.]
And nobody saw anything or heard anything.
It was after midnight.
He dragged her 50 feet.
He never even slowed down.
I never stop looking, Dad.
You know that.
He better pray you find him before I do.
Dad, we have to talk.
Can we go somewhere? We are somewhere.
What's up? Jack Livingston was killed with my gun.
Your Glock.
That's not possible.
It's more than possible, it's a statement of fact.
Well, let me ask around.
I still got some chips out there.
You can't ask around, Dad.
They're looking at you.
Who's looking at me? You threatened him in public - I say things.
- on multiple occasions.
I say a lot of things.
Wait a minute.
Is this for real? Are you looking at me? Who am I talking to here, you or the badge? I am the badge.
Let's be very careful then, Anthony.
Let's not say something we're going to regret.
I've had some people tuned up.
- Dad.
- Let me talk.
Maybe I tuned up some people myself.
I don't deny that.
But I never crossed the line.
I never killed nobody.
You know that.
Here's what I know.
Okay? Jack Livingston was killed sometime on Saturday with my gun.
My gun which is never out of my sight except while I sleep.
It's all about access, Dad.
The front door was locked.
The back door was locked.
The only two people in the house were you and me.
[POLICE MEN CHATTERING.]
- [PHONE RINGING.]
- [GADJET STARTS BEEPING LOUD.]
[CHAIR GRINDS.]
Not cool, man.
[CORA.]
You can't avoid it forever.
What's that? Going home.
[LAUGHS.]
You should be a detective.
Yeah? I'm thinking about it.
There's an exam in three weeks.
If you can do it, how hard can it be? And then there were two.
You're going to have to testify.
I am aware.
- [CORA NODS ASKING IF HE WANTS WINE.]
- No.
A swear jar? That's [TJ CHUCKLES.]
It's just to remind the guys.
You know, we get taxpayers in here, civilians A swear jar in the squad room.
I bet you don't pee in the shower.
[TJ LAUGHS.]
Would you like me to? Would that make you happy? It might.
[BOTH LAUGH.]
[CORA SWALLOWS SOME WINE.]
[TJ TAKES DEEP BREATH.]
So, how was your childhood? I didn't have one.
Thanks for asking.
How was yours? Outstanding.
[LAUGHS.]
Anything we needed, anything we wanted, the old man took care of it.
Tony "The Tiger" Caruso.
House in Florida.
New car every year.
Seats behind the dugout.
And you never suspected? I didn't ask.
You were afraid to ask.
[CORA.]
They don't wash off easily, do they? What's that? The sins of the father.
You still up? I was worried.
About who? You or me? We'll talk about it tomorrow.
Hey.
Come here.
Come here.
Come on.
That a boy.
[TAPPING HIM TO SEE IF HE IS WIRED.]
There's some tortellini in the refrigerator.
I'm good.
I love you, son.
[SIGHS.]
I love you, too.
[POLICEMEN CHATTERING.]
[SIGHS.]
What are you doing here? I had to show up.
How would it look if I didn't? Like you have an ounce of common sense.
Donna is on the warpath.
She's threatening to call The Post.
What does she want? She wants an arrest, yesterday.
- My father? - Or you, or both.
She doesn't seem particular.
Just stay out of the way.
Stay in the bathroom.
[DOG BARKS AND GROWLS.]
Hello.
[GIRL.]
Maisie, stop it.
Sorry about that.
She's like that with everybody.
Until she gets to know you.
Maisie.
Come.
[DOG CONTINUES GROWLING.]
- [PIANO MUSIC PLAYING.]
- [GUEST CHATTERING.]
How you doing? Okay.
I still don't get it.
Back in the day, before he broke bad, Big Tony was a first-rate detective.
There used to be a line of cops outside his office every morning, waiting to run their cases past him.
I was one of them.
So why would he use his son's gun? He knew that we would trace it back to that house.
- It doesn't make sense.
- A lot of things don't make sense.
Why are nickels bigger than dimes? That's a good point.
Why does Hawaii have an interstate highway? Another excellent question.
Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard? I don't know.
I couldn't say.
Why did The Flintstones celebrate Christmas? When are you retiring? Four hundred and seventy four days.
Does that include today? Yes, it does.
You know, I've never been up this way.
- It's really nice.
- Yes.
When Jack and Donna first moved in, it was all wooded.
Hey, Maisie.
Hi, sweetheart.
I missed you, too.
[CHUCKLES.]
[CHET.]
Will you excuse me? What are you doing? You said we should wait.
- I don't want to wait.
- [CHUCKLES.]
Do Caruso.
Knock, knock.
Are you lost? I was lost, but I'm not quite as lost as I was.
Donna here is an old friend.
She needed to talk.
- Obviously.
- [CHET HUFFS AND PUFFS.]
You okay, Sergeant? You've been scratching that leg all night.
- It's just some sort of rash.
- From here it looks like - poison sumac.
- TJ.
Burl! - Is the Captain still here? - She sent me to find you.
He's the guy.
They're in it together.
I don't know how they did it.
But they did it.
[LAUGHS.]
You think about it, makes perfect sense.
- He didn't say he was in the house.
- No, TJ.
Remember the poison sumac out in the clearing? Check his right leg.
We can match it in the lab.
- TJ, it's over.
- We can run it through It's over.
- What's over? - The case.
They're closing it out.
Your father just confessed.
You don't remember Harry Corkrin? [TONY SR.
LAUGHS.]
"Horse-shoe Harry".
He's practically your godfather.
He's two cells down from me.
I'm telling you I've got more friends in here than I do outside, kid.
You can't smoke in here.
No, you can smoke in here.
Plus.
I'm eating better.
I don't have to listen to your verkakte bossa nova.
[PUFFS.]
Don't worry about me, kid.
The devil takes care of his own.
You didn't answer my question.
Why did you sign that statement? Because I did it.
- I killed him.
- No, you didn't.
[SIGHS.]
You're a good cop, TJ.
But you're not a father.
I'd take a bullet for you.
Don't you know that? Not in the gut.
In the leg, maybe.
You know, a flesh wound.
The thigh.
You think I did this? - You think you're protecting me? - Hey I didn't kill anybody.
Of course you didn't.
On Mom.
I swear it on Mom.
It wasn't me.
It wasn't me.
That's what I'm saying, - it was Chet Finch.
- Finch? And Livingston's wife.
They planned it together.
With your gun? How? Kid.
It's not possible.
[CAR ALARM DEACTIVATED.]
[SUCKS FROM STRAW.]
[SIGHS.]
Olives.
I did not order olives.
What couldn't wait? Seatbelt.
- Okay.
- I need someone to tell me if I'm crazy.
You're not crazy, Caruso.
You're just rebelling against a father who you love, but could never trust or count on No, Cora.
Not me, the case.
- I think I know who shot Jack Livingston.
- Who was it? I think it was me.
I shot him, but I didn't know I shot him.
Ask me if you're crazy again.
It was a set up.
It was brilliant, a work of art.
I brought the case file.
It's all in there.
It was Finch and Donna Livingston.
They jacked him up.
[JACK GASPS AND GRUNTS.]
[TJ.]
At some point that day, they killed him with trash bag.
Suffocation.
Then this is the brilliant part.
They brought the body to Rodman's Neck.
A training facility in the Bronx.
We go there once a year to get re-certified.
So Finch, he's the on-site supervisor.
He knew I was scheduled to shoot that day at 5:30.
[GUNSHOTS.]
[CORA.]
So you killed him? No, no, no He was dead already.
Remember? Thank God.
How did you figure all this? I knew the cluster pattern looked familiar.
You remembered your pattern of bullet holes from a week ago? Yeah, it's a distinctive pattern.
It looks like a constellation.
What constellation? - Ursa Minor? - Ursa Minor.
- Who thinks like this? - Excuse me, I have a plan.
You wanna know where we're going? To Professor Xavier's mansion to pick up the other mutants? That's right.
To Professor Xavier's mansion to pick up the other mutants.
[DOOR LOCK BEEPING.]
FIRING RANGE OFFICE - What if they threw it out? - No, they keep the targets for two weeks, in case there's a dispute about the score.
They're back here.
[CORA DRINKS REFRESHMEN AND CRASHES PLASTIC BOTTLE.]
- Is this bothering you? - Yes it is.
Good.
Recycle that.
November 18th, Caruso, Jr.
Nine eighty-two.
It's a range record.
Okay, big shot.
Is that all we need? It's more than enough.
It's incontrovertible.
Don't take it.
Chain of evidence.
We'll come back tomorrow with a warrant.
Right.
Were you serious about taking the written exam? Are you hiring? We've been short-handed for a year.
I could talk to the Captain.
[CHET.]
Hold it right there.
Right there.
First your phones.
Let's drop them.
You don't have to do this, Chet.
You're not a murderer.
He is a murderer.
That's why we're here.
Now your guns.
You first.
I forgot.
You don't have one.
It's in the evidence room.
It is, after all, the murder weapon.
Inspector? I left it at home.
Why would you do that? You're on the job.
When he called, all he said was he wanted to see me.
- I thought he was asking me out.
- Really? I thought I covered every angle.
How'd you figure it out? He remembered the pattern of the bullet holes.
From one target, a week ago? That's not possible.
It's a unique pattern.
It's It's the constellation, Ursa Minor.
- You really think I was asking you out? - No, sorry.
- [GUNSHOTS.]
- Run! Go that way! Stay to the left.
I'll go around.
- [PLYWOOD WITH IMAGE APPEARS.]
- [CORA SHOOTS.]
Give me the gun.
- I got it.
- Give it to me.
- Why, because you're a guy? - Yeah, because I'm a guy.
How many rounds? - [BOTH PANT.]
- [CHECKS IF IT'S LOADED.]
One.
- Make it count.
- You think? [TJ PULLS THE TRIGGER, BUT GUN DOESN'T FIRE.]
Empty.
- [GUNSHOT.]
- [CHET GRUNTS.]
- [TJ KICKS GUN AWAY.]
- [CHET GROANS AND PANTS.]
How? [TJ PANTS.]
[SHOWS CHET HOW HE IMMITATED EMPTY GUN.]
[CHET HUFFS AND PUFFS.]
It's annoying isn't it? [CORA LAUGHS.]
An arraignment is scheduled for tomorrow morning at Superior Court.
Both Sergeant Chet Finch and the victim's widow will be charged with conspiracy, and aggravated homicide.
[TONY SR.
.]
Well, I guess I'd better start packing.
You boys behave yourselves.
[CLAPS HANDS.]
POLICE DETECTIVE PRACTICE EXAMINATION [PEOPLE CHATTERING.]
[LAUGHS.]
Hey.
[GRUNTS.]
[SIGHS.]
Hey.
You know, this never gets old.
What's that? Me getting sprung, you driving me home.
One of my favorite father son activities.
- Get in the car.
- [TONY SR.
LAUGHS.]
Let's eat.
It's the same light.
I'm going to give it a minute.
It's still broken.
They haven't fixed it.
STOP HERE ON RED SIGNAL We can't be related.
- [TJ.]
I'm going to give it a minute.
- They give you back your gun? - [TJ.]
Yes, they did.
- Can I borrow it? [BACK CAR HONKING.]
[GUNSHOTS.]
[POLICEMAN.]
Nine eighty-two.
That's a range record.
The highest your old man ever got was an 800.
- He probably cheated.
- I know he cheated.
[TONY SR.
.]
You can go.
The light's busted.
You can go.
[TONY SR.
TSKS.]
- It's been busted all week.
- I'll give it a minute.
You don't believe me? If you told me you were lying, I wouldn't believe you.
That's very nice.
Nice way to talk to your father.
I saw Chet Finch.
Said you broke the record at the practice range.
- You talked to Chet Finch? - Didn't surprise me.
You could always shoot.
Remember Boy Scout camp? You won all of those medals.
Badges.
Badges.
- Whatever.
- If you were there, you would know.
It's not going to matter now anyway, is it? Because we're both going to die right here in this car.
They're going to find us tomorrow morning staring at this verkakte light, dead of starvation.
Yoy shouldn't have contact with anyone in the department.
- It wasn't contact.
- It's a condition of your parole.
It wasn't contact.
We weren't exchanging bodily fluids.
We talked for ten minutes.
That's contact, Dad.
Conversation is contact, especially with Chet Finch.
He was on your crew, for God's sake.
The guy buys me a Heineken, I'm going to sit down.
That's the way God made me.
Especially if he's bragging on my boy.
[CAR HONKS.]
Now they're honking.
Come on.
You can go.
You're a cop.
Exactly.
I'm a cop.
What do you think? Running this red light is going to turn you into me? Anthony you're all I got No man can untie that knot There's a problem on the block You know I've got your back On that day the chips are down And your friends cannot be found You don't have to turn around I've always got your back BUSTED CORRUPT CARUSO TO FACE THE MUSIC Kid I've had to scrape and fight But when I look at you tonight I know there's one thing I got right I've always got your back I've always got your back [PEOPLE WHOOING.]
[MAN.]
Race to the bottom! [WHOOING AND SHOUTING.]
[SKATEBOARDER.]
Coming through! - [SKATEBOARDER 2.]
Watch your back.
- [LADY GASPS.]
- [SKATEBOARDER.]
I'll see you down there.
- [SKATEBOARDER 2.]
I'll see you down there.
[GRUNTS.]
[YELLS.]
[DOG BARKING.]
[ALARM CLOCK MUSIC.]
[TONY SR.
LAUGHS.]
I love you, man.
You don't have to say it back.
I just love you.
No, I'm telling you.
I love you.
I'll catch you later.
"The Girl From Ipanema" just woke up.
Okay.
Good morning.
That's Wendell Kirk.
He found us a new TV.
- Sixty-six inches.
- We don't need a new TV.
It was a gift.
What was I supposed to say? Come on, sit down.
TJ, sit.
Come on, every cop knows: Never pass up a real breakfast.
You catch a case, you never know when you'll eat again.
[CUTTING WITH KNIFE.]
Wait come on, come on.
Don't eat that dry.
Put a little butter on it.
A little butter.
Come on.
- When's your interview? - Around 10:00.
Not around 10:00, Dad.
It's 10:00.
It's a job interview.
Would you relax? You're making the coffee nervous.
Cora went through a lot of trouble to get that for you.
It's Cora now? [LAUGHS.]
- Inspector Vasquez.
- How sweet.
.
My son and my parole officer.
Do you have a real shirt? With a collar? Yes, I have a real shirt with a collar.
Who's the parent here? Exactly.
- What are you doing? - I'm good.
Why, because they say IHOP? You know, you are pathological, you know that? I mean They're just sugar packets.
Everybody takes a couple.
That doesn't make it right.
You break one rule, they all break.
Do me a favor.
Don't quote your mother to me.
I was married to the woman for 29 years.
You were married to her, but I listened to her.
You know what, Saint Francis? This time I'm calling your bluff.
All right? You come with me.
We'll go back to the IHOP.
We'll find the manager.
"You can stop looking, the case of the missing sugar packets has been solved.
" "I did it.
I confess.
" Wait a minute, we've got a problem.
Oh, no look.
Napkins from the Dunkin' Donuts in Fairfield.
Don't worry, I'll mail it to them.
[MOBILE PHONE RINGING.]
- Caruso.
- [TONY SR.
SCRAMBLING EGGS.]
Yeah, I'm catching.
Ten minutes.
Wear your vest.
[POLICE RADIO ANNONCEMENT.]
- Where's Detective Loomis? - He's in the blue sedan.
- You lose a button, officer? - No, sir.
- That's an infraction.
- [OFFICER.]
Thank you, mother.
Burl.
- Burl! - [GASPS.]
What are you doing? Are you sleeping? If someone sees you, they'll pull your badge.
Yeah, that would be terrible.
I'd have to retire early.
Let me ask you something.
When you do finally retire, how will anyone know? [SNIFFS.]
[POLICEMEN CAHTTERING.]
Lieutenant, I'm glad you're here.
It's a real freak show.
Uphill It's always uphill.
At least we know he didn't do it.
- Any ID? - Not yet.
Looks like a taxpayer.
What the hell's wrong with this town? Nothing a well-placed hydrogen bomb couldn't cure.
Time of death? I'm guessing two days? - [BURL.]
So, Saturday.
- Maybe.
This wasn't the primary.
He must have been killed somewhere else.
No scuff marks.
They must have carried him.
- Who found him? - A couple of skateboarders.
It's illegal in the park, so they ride early.
Get a statement.
Separately, separate cars.
And Stay away from that bush.
- Did you see something? - Yeah.
Poison sumac.
The perks of having a Boy Scout for a partner.
They parked down the hill.
Carried him 35, maybe 40 yards.
Why did they leave him here out in the open? Another 30 yards, they're in the river.
Maybe they were interrupted.
Maybe.
[TAKES A DEEP BREATH.]
Or they wanted him to be found.
You got one, I got three.
- How many remotes did this TV come with? - It doesn't matter.
- It's only one we're looking for.
- What do you mean - Now what did you do? - I didn't do anything.
I left you two messages.
[LAUGHS.]
My phone died.
- I think it's broken.
- Who is this? This is Cora Vasquez.
I'm his parole officer.
- [GAPS.]
Are you allowed to do that? - I doubt it.
- What's your name? - Wendell Kirk.
Wendell Kirk, do you have a receipt for this monitor? It was a floor model.
They don't give receipts.
- You always get a receipt.
- Not from Target.
Listen, you need a receipt give me 12 hours.
I can get you a receipt.
Pack it up, Wendell.
[BOTH MUMBLING.]
I called the lumber yard.
They said you showed up, but left before the interview.
[TONY SR.
.]
Here's the thing I got there Turns out the guy who manages the place, a guy named Randy Buttons.
I don't know Randy Buttons too well, but I know his wife Julie Buttons.
She's She's somebody I know really well.
Take it easy.
Don't - Go on.
- So I just bailed.
Believe me, I saved everyone a world of trouble.
So, we have to find an employer whose wife you never tapped? It's a big city.
There's got to be somebody.
[GASPS.]
Cora.
Inspector.
GIve me some credit.
I'm walking the line.
You asked me to sell my liquor license.
I sold it.
No problem.
You ask me to move in with my kid.
Here I am.
Come on.
I'm walking the line.
They gave me 90 days to find a job.
I'll do it.
I'm on it.
I still got three weeks left.
Three weeks, Tony.
All right, I got it.
You want to copy that one? Shut up.
Is that Jack Livingston? I thought you hated him.
- Hatred is too weak a word.
- Then why I keep that photo there to remind me what's important in life.
Yeah, what's that? To outlive that creep.
Let's meet our mystery guest.
Holy crispy crap.
Donna, thank you for coming in and thank you for identifying Jack's body.
I know that wasn't easy.
I didn't have much choice.
You made that clear.
You want some water? Something stronger.
Let me start by saying how sorry we are.
I'm speaking for everyone here.
Save your tears, Captain.
Jack was dead to you eight years ago, the second he agreed to testify.
Nobody in this room feels that way.
You know TJ Caruso, Burl Loomis.
This is their department.
It's called The All-City Homicide Squad.
They're the best of the best.
It's an indication of how seriously we're taking this.
Was Jack worried about anything? - No.
- Did he have any enemies? Did he have any enemies? Is that your question? You're asking me that with him in the room? Ask him.
Ask his father.
Everybody heard him in court, how he threatened Jack's life.
The bastard makes parole, and then two months later Two months later Alright.
Why don't we finish this up tomorrow.
This is Officer Geary.
He's going to make sure you get home.
[POLICE RADIO ANNOUNCEMENT.]
[POLICEMEN CHATTERING.]
For the record I'm not yelling.
I don't yell anymore.
We need this in the bag, immediately, and she was right about your old man.
We got to talk to him.
I'll take care of it.
Can you handle the autopsy? [CAPTAIN.]
Lieutenant.
Your father His hands are clean on this, right? Absolutely.
[POLICEMEN CHATTERING.]
[PHONE RINGING.]
[TONY SR.
.]
Try to stop me if you've heard this one.
I'm on the job six weeks, right.
Barely out of pajamas.
I'm on foot patrol.
It's a little before midnight.
I clock this beat up Plymouth.
Jersey plates, parked under the bridge.
Trusty flashlight I walk over, I rap on the glass.
In the backseat, there's a girl doing her homework.
In the front seat, there's a kid, some Jersey punk, just sitting there, listening to music.
I say to the kid, "Hey, what are you doing?" The kid says, "Nothing.
" I say, "How old are you?" He says, "Twenty-three.
" I say, "How old is she?" He says, "In 11 minutes, she's going to be 18.
" - [ALL LAUGHING.]
- I said, "Good luck, brother.
Go with God.
" - [ALL LAUGHING HARD.]
- [MUSIC PLAYING.]
- [MAN.]
There we go! - [TONY SR.
.]
Look at that.
[MAN.]
Stop! Hold it! [TONY SR.
.]
Holy mackerel, what are you doing? [MAN.]
Hey, TJ.
What are you doing here? I know that look.
- My son does not approve.
- Of what? Of anything.
Here.
Switch.
I'll be back, guys.
What's up? [MUSIC PLAYING.]
What happened to your pants? I lost the first two games.
What's up? I wanted you to hear this from me.
Remember the phone call from this morning? Body in the park? - Yeah.
- It was Jack Livingston.
- How? - It wasn't pretty.
Abducted.
Suffocated, drugged, then shot.
I wouldn't have done in that order, but still - Jesus, Dad.
- What? I'm not going to lie to you, I've got mixed feelings here.
You caught the case? Where would you start? If it was my case I'd be looking at me.
- I'm serious.
- Who's got a better motive than me? I spent seven birthdays inside for that that creep.
Alright, for argument's sake, let's say it wasn't me.
Livingston took five other cops down with me.
Every one of them said they'd do him if they could.
- You believe them? - At the time, but you know, the years go by, and grudges have a way of What's the word? Dissipating.
I heard he was broke.
That he owed the Newmark brothers.
Serious people, but But what you describe, you know Abducted, drugged, shot, I mean Madonna mia.
It sounds personal.
Sounds like a vendetta.
You meet the wife? - Donna? - Baby [CHUCKLES.]
I hear she's a real people pleaser, that one.
Half of Brooklyn would like a ride on that pony.
Look I've got to win back my pants.
All right? Keep your chin down.
- [MUSIC PLAYING.]
- [PEOPLE CHATTERING.]
[TJ.]
My old man was right.
Bookies, cops ex-cops, gang-bangers.
The whole borough had it in for this guy.
Lieutenant, Dr.
Kornbluth just posted the autopsy.
I can't see it from here, Ryan.
- Is that better? - Just read it to me.
Sorry.
Name of deceased, Jack Livingston.
Well nourished, male, Caucasian.
- Weight, 178 pounds - Ryan, I just need the headlines.
Time of death? Between 4 p.
m.
Saturday and 4 a.
m.
Sunday.
That's a pretty big window.
[RYAN.]
He had eight mls of Nembutol in his blood.
They jacked him up before they killed him.
Yes, sir.
That's my conclusion as well.
COD, acute asphyxia.
That would be the plastic bag.
Then six shots.
Nine millimeter, upper chest, post-mortem.
Six shots after he died.
Burl? Doesn't sound accidental.
What did your old man say? He thinks we should look at the wife.
[BURL.]
Rings true.
First time I met Donna Livingston, she was dancing in the club by the airport and her name was Dorianne.
That was two dead husbands ago.
[SOMETHING STARTS BEEPING LOUD.]
What the hell is that? It's called Vitalink.
I'm beta testing it for a friend.
It has a built-in skin sensor that reads your hydration levels.
It's a watch that tells you when you're thirsty? I guess, yeah.
Pretty much.
Does it tell you when you're being a jackass? The answer is yes.
Just take it off.
Maybe if I You know I could kill you right now, and not a jury in the world would convict me.
[REDUCES BEEPING BY DRINKING WATER.]
Children, children Excuse me, - See? - We're on the job.
Okay? Let's do the job.
Ryan, pull the phone records.
His and hers.
And make sure the DA's office is looped in.
Burl Start turning these guys over.
Check their alibis.
I need to start clearing this board.
Captain.
Are you okay? These are the slugs they just pulled out of Jack Livingston.
The stamped.
They were Department issued.
[RYAN.]
You're saying a cop did this? - They were issued to this unit.
To one officer in particular.
Who is it? It's me.
Lieutenant Caruso.
I need you to surrender your weapon and follow me.
Detective Caruso, is there anything you'd like to say before we start? There's been a mistake.
I hope you're right, son.
We've got your gun here.
According to ballistics, this is the weapon that shot Jack Livingston.
Excuse me, the union doesn't consider those results definitive.
Lieutenant Caruso has a right to retest a weapon - with an independent lab if - That won't be necessary.
I'll stipulate the shots came from my gun.
They let me run the test myself, just to be sure.
- I'd like to talk to my client privately - There's no need for that.
We're all here for the same reason.
Right? We want to figure this out.
- Exactly.
- Right? Let's start here.
What possible motive could he have? He barely knew the victim.
- Family honor.
- Family honor? Eight years after the trial? Have you seen his record? Not one single complaint.
You could eat off of this.
You know what they call him around here? - "The Choirboy.
" - "Nancy Drew.
" - Nancy Drew? - I've heard both.
Doesn't curse, doesn't drink Won't take a bag of chips without paying.
And most cops I know refuse to work with him, he's such a pain in the ass.
- Thank you, Brian.
- We'll stipulate.
It's an admirable record.
Lieutenant, let's talk about the weapon.
When was it issued? Five years ago.
The same day I got my shield.
You keep it with you? - 24/7.
- You ever loan it to anyone? - Of course not.
- Ever lose track of it for an hour? It happens.
- Not to me.
- TJ, you said 24/7.
That's not really possible.
When you shower? It's the counter next to the sink.
It's never out of my sight.
- You've got to sleep.
- It's next to the bed.
In the nightstand, in the top drawer.
So in theory, somebody could have taken it while you were sleeping and returned it two hours later.
You live with your father, don't you? [POLICEMEN CHATTERING.]
Help me, Rhonda.
Caruso, I've been looking for you.
Did they take your badge? Modified duty.
I'm riding my desk pending a departmental review? I have to meet somebody.
So I just wanted to look you in the eye.
I can handle being wrong.
I've been wrong before.
- But I have to know.
- I don't know what happened, Cora.
.
- There's nobody else here.
- I don't know what happened.
I have been vouching for your father.
- I put my ass on the line - I know you have.
My CO wants him back inside, but I have been vouching for him.
Because I trust my gut.
I like him.
I think he has a good heart.
What makes you say that? You.
He raised you.
If it was him, if he really did this thing I've never been wronger about anybody.
Me too.
[CAR ALARM ACTIVATED.]
$10,000 REWARD FOR INFORMATION CONNIE CARUSO VICTIM OF HIT-AND-RUN NOVEMBER 20 7:35 AM POLICE ARE SEEKING DRIVER OF YELLOW VAN PLEASE CALL LT.
T.
J.
CARUSO Been here all morning? Four years tomorrow.
You've got to tape them to the pole, Dad.
They'll blow away.
Let them go.
She never liked getting flowers.
She hated watching them die.
How many people live there? Three hundred? - [TJ.]
Maybe more.
- [TONY SR.
.]
And nobody saw anything or heard anything.
It was after midnight.
He dragged her 50 feet.
He never even slowed down.
I never stop looking, Dad.
You know that.
He better pray you find him before I do.
Dad, we have to talk.
Can we go somewhere? We are somewhere.
What's up? Jack Livingston was killed with my gun.
Your Glock.
That's not possible.
It's more than possible, it's a statement of fact.
Well, let me ask around.
I still got some chips out there.
You can't ask around, Dad.
They're looking at you.
Who's looking at me? You threatened him in public - I say things.
- on multiple occasions.
I say a lot of things.
Wait a minute.
Is this for real? Are you looking at me? Who am I talking to here, you or the badge? I am the badge.
Let's be very careful then, Anthony.
Let's not say something we're going to regret.
I've had some people tuned up.
- Dad.
- Let me talk.
Maybe I tuned up some people myself.
I don't deny that.
But I never crossed the line.
I never killed nobody.
You know that.
Here's what I know.
Okay? Jack Livingston was killed sometime on Saturday with my gun.
My gun which is never out of my sight except while I sleep.
It's all about access, Dad.
The front door was locked.
The back door was locked.
The only two people in the house were you and me.
[POLICE MEN CHATTERING.]
- [PHONE RINGING.]
- [GADJET STARTS BEEPING LOUD.]
[CHAIR GRINDS.]
Not cool, man.
[CORA.]
You can't avoid it forever.
What's that? Going home.
[LAUGHS.]
You should be a detective.
Yeah? I'm thinking about it.
There's an exam in three weeks.
If you can do it, how hard can it be? And then there were two.
You're going to have to testify.
I am aware.
- [CORA NODS ASKING IF HE WANTS WINE.]
- No.
A swear jar? That's [TJ CHUCKLES.]
It's just to remind the guys.
You know, we get taxpayers in here, civilians A swear jar in the squad room.
I bet you don't pee in the shower.
[TJ LAUGHS.]
Would you like me to? Would that make you happy? It might.
[BOTH LAUGH.]
[CORA SWALLOWS SOME WINE.]
[TJ TAKES DEEP BREATH.]
So, how was your childhood? I didn't have one.
Thanks for asking.
How was yours? Outstanding.
[LAUGHS.]
Anything we needed, anything we wanted, the old man took care of it.
Tony "The Tiger" Caruso.
House in Florida.
New car every year.
Seats behind the dugout.
And you never suspected? I didn't ask.
You were afraid to ask.
[CORA.]
They don't wash off easily, do they? What's that? The sins of the father.
You still up? I was worried.
About who? You or me? We'll talk about it tomorrow.
Hey.
Come here.
Come here.
Come on.
That a boy.
[TAPPING HIM TO SEE IF HE IS WIRED.]
There's some tortellini in the refrigerator.
I'm good.
I love you, son.
[SIGHS.]
I love you, too.
[POLICEMEN CHATTERING.]
[SIGHS.]
What are you doing here? I had to show up.
How would it look if I didn't? Like you have an ounce of common sense.
Donna is on the warpath.
She's threatening to call The Post.
What does she want? She wants an arrest, yesterday.
- My father? - Or you, or both.
She doesn't seem particular.
Just stay out of the way.
Stay in the bathroom.
[DOG BARKS AND GROWLS.]
Hello.
[GIRL.]
Maisie, stop it.
Sorry about that.
She's like that with everybody.
Until she gets to know you.
Maisie.
Come.
[DOG CONTINUES GROWLING.]
- [PIANO MUSIC PLAYING.]
- [GUEST CHATTERING.]
How you doing? Okay.
I still don't get it.
Back in the day, before he broke bad, Big Tony was a first-rate detective.
There used to be a line of cops outside his office every morning, waiting to run their cases past him.
I was one of them.
So why would he use his son's gun? He knew that we would trace it back to that house.
- It doesn't make sense.
- A lot of things don't make sense.
Why are nickels bigger than dimes? That's a good point.
Why does Hawaii have an interstate highway? Another excellent question.
Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard? I don't know.
I couldn't say.
Why did The Flintstones celebrate Christmas? When are you retiring? Four hundred and seventy four days.
Does that include today? Yes, it does.
You know, I've never been up this way.
- It's really nice.
- Yes.
When Jack and Donna first moved in, it was all wooded.
Hey, Maisie.
Hi, sweetheart.
I missed you, too.
[CHUCKLES.]
[CHET.]
Will you excuse me? What are you doing? You said we should wait.
- I don't want to wait.
- [CHUCKLES.]
Do Caruso.
Knock, knock.
Are you lost? I was lost, but I'm not quite as lost as I was.
Donna here is an old friend.
She needed to talk.
- Obviously.
- [CHET HUFFS AND PUFFS.]
You okay, Sergeant? You've been scratching that leg all night.
- It's just some sort of rash.
- From here it looks like - poison sumac.
- TJ.
Burl! - Is the Captain still here? - She sent me to find you.
He's the guy.
They're in it together.
I don't know how they did it.
But they did it.
[LAUGHS.]
You think about it, makes perfect sense.
- He didn't say he was in the house.
- No, TJ.
Remember the poison sumac out in the clearing? Check his right leg.
We can match it in the lab.
- TJ, it's over.
- We can run it through It's over.
- What's over? - The case.
They're closing it out.
Your father just confessed.
You don't remember Harry Corkrin? [TONY SR.
LAUGHS.]
"Horse-shoe Harry".
He's practically your godfather.
He's two cells down from me.
I'm telling you I've got more friends in here than I do outside, kid.
You can't smoke in here.
No, you can smoke in here.
Plus.
I'm eating better.
I don't have to listen to your verkakte bossa nova.
[PUFFS.]
Don't worry about me, kid.
The devil takes care of his own.
You didn't answer my question.
Why did you sign that statement? Because I did it.
- I killed him.
- No, you didn't.
[SIGHS.]
You're a good cop, TJ.
But you're not a father.
I'd take a bullet for you.
Don't you know that? Not in the gut.
In the leg, maybe.
You know, a flesh wound.
The thigh.
You think I did this? - You think you're protecting me? - Hey I didn't kill anybody.
Of course you didn't.
On Mom.
I swear it on Mom.
It wasn't me.
It wasn't me.
That's what I'm saying, - it was Chet Finch.
- Finch? And Livingston's wife.
They planned it together.
With your gun? How? Kid.
It's not possible.
[CAR ALARM DEACTIVATED.]
[SUCKS FROM STRAW.]
[SIGHS.]
Olives.
I did not order olives.
What couldn't wait? Seatbelt.
- Okay.
- I need someone to tell me if I'm crazy.
You're not crazy, Caruso.
You're just rebelling against a father who you love, but could never trust or count on No, Cora.
Not me, the case.
- I think I know who shot Jack Livingston.
- Who was it? I think it was me.
I shot him, but I didn't know I shot him.
Ask me if you're crazy again.
It was a set up.
It was brilliant, a work of art.
I brought the case file.
It's all in there.
It was Finch and Donna Livingston.
They jacked him up.
[JACK GASPS AND GRUNTS.]
[TJ.]
At some point that day, they killed him with trash bag.
Suffocation.
Then this is the brilliant part.
They brought the body to Rodman's Neck.
A training facility in the Bronx.
We go there once a year to get re-certified.
So Finch, he's the on-site supervisor.
He knew I was scheduled to shoot that day at 5:30.
[GUNSHOTS.]
[CORA.]
So you killed him? No, no, no He was dead already.
Remember? Thank God.
How did you figure all this? I knew the cluster pattern looked familiar.
You remembered your pattern of bullet holes from a week ago? Yeah, it's a distinctive pattern.
It looks like a constellation.
What constellation? - Ursa Minor? - Ursa Minor.
- Who thinks like this? - Excuse me, I have a plan.
You wanna know where we're going? To Professor Xavier's mansion to pick up the other mutants? That's right.
To Professor Xavier's mansion to pick up the other mutants.
[DOOR LOCK BEEPING.]
FIRING RANGE OFFICE - What if they threw it out? - No, they keep the targets for two weeks, in case there's a dispute about the score.
They're back here.
[CORA DRINKS REFRESHMEN AND CRASHES PLASTIC BOTTLE.]
- Is this bothering you? - Yes it is.
Good.
Recycle that.
November 18th, Caruso, Jr.
Nine eighty-two.
It's a range record.
Okay, big shot.
Is that all we need? It's more than enough.
It's incontrovertible.
Don't take it.
Chain of evidence.
We'll come back tomorrow with a warrant.
Right.
Were you serious about taking the written exam? Are you hiring? We've been short-handed for a year.
I could talk to the Captain.
[CHET.]
Hold it right there.
Right there.
First your phones.
Let's drop them.
You don't have to do this, Chet.
You're not a murderer.
He is a murderer.
That's why we're here.
Now your guns.
You first.
I forgot.
You don't have one.
It's in the evidence room.
It is, after all, the murder weapon.
Inspector? I left it at home.
Why would you do that? You're on the job.
When he called, all he said was he wanted to see me.
- I thought he was asking me out.
- Really? I thought I covered every angle.
How'd you figure it out? He remembered the pattern of the bullet holes.
From one target, a week ago? That's not possible.
It's a unique pattern.
It's It's the constellation, Ursa Minor.
- You really think I was asking you out? - No, sorry.
- [GUNSHOTS.]
- Run! Go that way! Stay to the left.
I'll go around.
- [PLYWOOD WITH IMAGE APPEARS.]
- [CORA SHOOTS.]
Give me the gun.
- I got it.
- Give it to me.
- Why, because you're a guy? - Yeah, because I'm a guy.
How many rounds? - [BOTH PANT.]
- [CHECKS IF IT'S LOADED.]
One.
- Make it count.
- You think? [TJ PULLS THE TRIGGER, BUT GUN DOESN'T FIRE.]
Empty.
- [GUNSHOT.]
- [CHET GRUNTS.]
- [TJ KICKS GUN AWAY.]
- [CHET GROANS AND PANTS.]
How? [TJ PANTS.]
[SHOWS CHET HOW HE IMMITATED EMPTY GUN.]
[CHET HUFFS AND PUFFS.]
It's annoying isn't it? [CORA LAUGHS.]
An arraignment is scheduled for tomorrow morning at Superior Court.
Both Sergeant Chet Finch and the victim's widow will be charged with conspiracy, and aggravated homicide.
[TONY SR.
.]
Well, I guess I'd better start packing.
You boys behave yourselves.
[CLAPS HANDS.]
POLICE DETECTIVE PRACTICE EXAMINATION [PEOPLE CHATTERING.]
[LAUGHS.]
Hey.
[GRUNTS.]
[SIGHS.]
Hey.
You know, this never gets old.
What's that? Me getting sprung, you driving me home.
One of my favorite father son activities.
- Get in the car.
- [TONY SR.
LAUGHS.]
Let's eat.
It's the same light.
I'm going to give it a minute.
It's still broken.
They haven't fixed it.
STOP HERE ON RED SIGNAL We can't be related.
- [TJ.]
I'm going to give it a minute.
- They give you back your gun? - [TJ.]
Yes, they did.
- Can I borrow it? [BACK CAR HONKING.]