[busy sidewalk]
[Fraser & Kowalski walking along;
Fraser opens door for delivery guy]
Ray: Fraser...
Driver: Thank you.
Ray: Come on, you gotta do that for
everyone?
Reporter: Despite efforts to halt
development--
[Fraser trots past news crew & spoils
the shot, then comes back]
Fraser: Uh. Excuse me.
Reporter: Cut.
[Fraser helps old man across the street;
Kowalski looks on, annoyed]
[a boy rummages through a trash basket
near an ATM]
Mother: Hey, come on, get out of there.
[she drops her bank card... a man (Bruce)
picks it up and gives it to her]
[Fraser helps woman put stroller into her
car]
Ray: [mutters] Come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on, come on. [shouts] Fraser, come on!!
Fraser: Pardon me. [runs past news crew again]
Reporter: This historical-- Cut!
[distracted ATM mother & kids walk
away; Bruce quickly uses ATM; younger son starts to run across street toward
juggling clown]
Mother: BILLY!!
[Bruce pulls boy back just in time to
save him from being run over by a 4x4]
Ray: [to driver] Chicago PD! Step
out of the car. Step out!
[Bruce notices that he’s stepped in gum]
Fraser: Are you all right, son?
Reporter: What happened?
Mother: He saved my boy’s life.
Fraser: You, sir, are you all right?
Bruce: Me? I-I’m-I’m okay.
Ray: Anybody hurt?
Fraser: No, Ray. Everyone seems to
be all right, thanks to the quick thinking of, uh...
Ray: Okay, where’d he go?
Fraser: I have no idea.
Reporter: Well, we have to find him.
Ray: Why?
Reporter: Because the guy’s a hero.
Fraser: She has a point, Ray.
Historically, communities create myths to act as a mirror to themselves, from
Glooscap, great hunter of the Mi'kmaq, to George Steinbrenner, who I’m told is
a symbol of a sensitive and caring New York.
Reporter: Well, can you find him?
[Fraser notices gum on sidewalk where
Bruce was standing, picks it up, tastes it]
Ray: Aww.
Fraser: Possibly.
Ray: Look, Fraser, I don’t have time
for this. The day’s getting away from me. What are you doing?
Fraser: Just one second, Ray.
Ray: One s-- What?
Fraser: He came from this direction.
[stops at ATM, picks up something from
sidewalk, tastes it, then the gum again]
Ray: Haven’t you tasted enough
garbage for one day?
Reporter: Ugh.
Fraser: There might be something
here to identify. Ah, yes. [retrieves papers
from basket] One of these will be
his ATM receipt.
Reporter: How do you know that?
Fraser: Well, from the gum. You see,
he deposited this [hold up first wad] over there.
I think he must have picked it up here when he was taking his money out.
Reporter: Yeah, but how do you know
which slip is his?
Fraser: Well, there were three
transactions at the time of the incident. One of these will be his. And the
bank will have his name and his address.
Ray: Look, they’re not going to give
it to us, not without a warrant.
Reporter: They’ll give it to me.
I’ve got a camera.
[Bruce’s apartment; knock knock knock]
Ray: Police, Mr. Talbot. Would you
open up a minute? You’re not in any trouble, we just want to thank you for
saving the kid.
Bruce: Just a minute.
[hurriedly he packs a bag; he goes to the
fire escape, knocking over a lamp on his way out]
Ray: You all right in there?
[Dief draws Fraser’s attention to window]
Fraser: Ray.
[Fraser goes out the window & down fire
escape after Bruce; does a nice little gymnastics number on a high bar to
circus-type music... he flips around and lands in the back of a convertible]
Fraser: Ma’am.
Woman: Don’t tell me. Capricorn.
Fraser: Sorry, ma’am, no. Canadian.
Woman: Oh, that’s great. I’m
Albanian.
Fraser: That’s nice. I wonder if you
could do me the favor of flattening that accelerator and getting us to the end
of the alley as quickly as possible.
Woman: Anything you want,
good-looking.
Fraser: Thank you kindly.
[she speeds down the alley after Bruce;
he runs blindly into the street, where he is hit by a cab...he lands stunned on
sidewalk]
Fraser: Are you all right, sir? Are
you all right?
Ray: Just take it easy, take it
easy.
Fraser: We’re just trying to help.
[Kowalski sees gun tucked into Bruce’s
pants]
Ray: GUN!!
[pulls his own gun out] Don’t move!
Spread ‘em! Hands away from the body!
Bruce: Don’t. Don’t. Don’t. This is
a mistake.
[Kowalski takes the gun and hands it to
Fraser]
Ray: You have the right to remain
silent. Anything you say may be held against you in a court of law. You have
the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be...
Fraser: Appointed to you.
Ray: Appointed to you -- for free!
Hands away from the body! What are you, deaf?
[27th precinct; interrogation
room]
Bruce: This is a mistake. This is
really a big mistake. This is just a mistake.
Ray: Shut up.
Bruce: But I didn’t do anything.
Ray: Oh, you didn’t? Oh, well, then,
we screwed up. You’re free to go.
Bruce: Really?
Ray: Sit down!!
Bruce: But I didn’t do anything.
Ray: Oh, I’m sure you didn’t. In
fact, you hump this job long enough, you discover very few criminals ever
actually commit a crime. You know, just the other day, I find this guy standing
over a dead body, smoking gun in his hand, marked bills in his pocket. Guess what?
He didn’t do it either.
Bruce: What are you talking about?
Ray: What you didn’t do! Do you want
to start with the gun or do you want to start with these? [pulls out stack of ID’s]
Bruce: No, you don’t understand. You
really don’t understand.
Ray: No, I don’t understand. So why
don’t you tell me, why an honest guy like you is running around Chicago with
more names than the phone book, carrying a loaded piece?
Bruce: I have a permit for that gun.
Ray: Under what name? [goes through cards] Mr. Talbot. Mr...Hughes.
Mr...Jackson..... Dr. Walnut?
Bruce: I can’t be on television. Not
on television.
Ray: I repeat myself when under
stress. I repeat myself when under stress.
[observation room; Fraser & Dief listen
through speaker]
Ray: This is America, pal. Everybody wants to
be on television. [winks at Fraser
through glass]
Bruce: But I can’t be on television.
Not on television.
[Dief grumbles]
Ray: I tell you what.
Fraser: [to
Dief] I agree.
Ray: I’m not gonna waste any more of your
valuable time. I’m gonna take you right down to a nice little holding cell and
we can spend the night there. We can do this all again tomorrow.
[Fraser knocks on glass; Kowalski picks
up phone]
Ray: Fraser, can you not do that? It
sort of gives it away. [hangs up &
exits]
[observation room]
Fraser: Something’s not right.
Ray: Yeah, he’s nuts.
Fraser: No, he’s frightened.
Ray: Course, he’s frightened. That’s
me. That’s my thing. On the inside I’m a poet. Outside, mmm! Shake, bad guys, shake.
Fraser: Hmm. Does he seem like a bad guy to you?
Ray: He’s polite. Big deal. I mean,
Jack the Ripper was polite.
Fraser: I’d like to talk to him.
Ray: Torture. That-that’s a good
idea. I never thought of that.
Fraser: That’s...that’s very funny,
Ray.
Ray: Polite cop, bad cop. It might
work.
[Welsh’s office]
Welsh: [into phone] Yes,
sir....Yes, sir. [covers mouthpiece] Three bags full, sir. [into phone] Oh, yes, sir, we’ll cooperate fully....Well,
sir, I-I wasn’t aware they were in the building....Yes, sir, I’ll take care of
it. [hangs up] Vecchio!
Elaine: Lieutenant, there’s some guy
from Justice on the line for you.
Welsh: Park him. Vecchio! [finds him at water fountain] Don’t move. Don’t move.
[front desk]
Desk Sergeant: No, no, no, no! I
told you. I cannot give you any information about this.
Welsh: [to reporters] Sit!
Desk Sergeant: No way!
Welsh: Go on, sit down! [they do]
Stay. [returns to
Kowalski] My office!
[interrogation room; Bruce is playing
with paper; Fraser holding a 3D paper object]
Fraser: It’s an interesting pattern.
Bruce: It’s a rhomboid.
Fraser: So it is.
Bruce: I like to make different size
sides then try and figure out how many I can get into a fixed space, something
determinate with few variables. I like to do that. I like your dog. He seems
like a nice dog. Is he a nice dog?
Fraser: He’s half wolf, actually.
Bruce: Ah. A wolf. A wolf. Howling
wolf. Are they good friends, howling wolves?
Fraser: Loyal companions. You know,
that was a very admirable thing you did today. Very courageous.
Bruce: No. Stupid. Very stupid.
Fraser: You saved a boy’s life.
Would you change that?
Bruce: No. No. I like kids. Kids are
great. I like kids. I don’t like TV, TV guys. I can’t be on TV. I don’t...
That’s a concern.
Fraser: The police are concerned
about your forged documents and the weapon. You don’t want to talk about that?
Bruce: No, I don’t. I don’t. I
really don’t.
Fraser: Do you mind if I try?
Bruce: Oh.
[he pushes pieces of paper towards Fraser,
who begins to manipulate them while humming]
[Welsh’s office]
Welsh: Well, let’s see if I got this
right. A guy saves a kid’s life and to show our gratitude we go to his house,
knock down his door, cuff him, drag him here, and grill the snot out of him.
Ray: The guy had a gun.
Welsh: Oh, he had a gun! Here in
Chicago, a man had a gun! Oh, what is this world coming to?
[knock knock knock]
Elaine: That guy from Justice is on
the line again.
Welsh: I said, park him. [Elaine exits] Look, you arrested a good Samaritan in front
of a camera crew. Now, when the media sees it, they get very excited. When they
get excited, Commander Murphy gets excited. When Murphy gets excited, I get
piles. Now I want that guy and the media out of the building ASAP. Do we
understand each other?
Ray: We gotta ID him.
Welsh: All right, if he’s Jimmy
Hoffa, keep him. Anybody else, set him free.
[interrogation room]
Bruce: So it’s not that complicated,
you see. It’s just a wave of possibilities that collapses to a probability,
then you can say, I observe this. That which we call reality. Do you have a
mother and a father?
Fraser: No. They’re both dead.
Bruce: Like me. Dead. Both of them.
Dead. Dead. Sister?
Fraser: No. I was an only child.
Although, you know, I had a best friend in the village I grew up in.
Bruce: Best friend, huh? Was he like
your brother? So he took care of you, looked after you, like he was your
brother? Was he like your brother?
Fraser: Yes, he was.
Bruce: Name?
Fraser: Innussiq.
Bruce: Spell that. Spell that,
please.
Fraser: I-N-N-U-S--
[Kowalski knocks on glass in the door]
Fraser: S-I-Q. I’ll be right back.
[corridor]
Ray: Why is Welsh giving me all this
chin music about this guy? I don’t get that.
Elaine: Hey, guys. Are you coming
tomorrow?
Ray: Tomorrow what?
Fraser: Ray, tomorrow Elaine
graduates as a new police officer, and as veterans it’s our responsibility to
be there and offer her our support.
Elaine: Oh, and here comes my new
replacement now.
Ray: I’m gonna pass a bullet through
my brain.
Francesca: Not that I object to
that, but thanks for the vote of confidence there, bro.
Elaine: She was the best candidate
for the job, Ray.
Ray: She’s going to be in the same
office as me every day? In the same office every day?
Francesca: He’s intimidated by my
presence.
Elaine: Mmm. Very intimidated.
Ray: I’m intimidated?
Fraser: It would appear you’re
intimidated.
Ray: This is just not going to work
out.
Francesca: It’s already worked out. [walks away with Elaine] Okay, so alphabetical order just means the
alphabet. Right?
Ray: I’m doomed.
Fraser: I don’t understand this,
Ray. I thought you liked Francesca.
Ray: Are you from another planet,
Fraser?
Fraser: Not that I’m aware of.
Ray: Of course I like her. That’s
why I’m doomed. I gotta work with her in the same office every day, and pretend
like she’s my sister?
Fraser: This makes no sense, Ray. All
women are our sisters.
Cop: Vecchio. Someone here to see
you.
Kevin: Hi. Kevin Spender, Deputy
Director of Justice. I understand you got a man in here they’re calling ‘The
Samaritan.’ I’d like you to cut him loose.
Ray: Look, just cause you’re from
Justice, Kevin, doesn’t mean you can waltz in here and--
Kevin: I know this is your
jurisdiction. I’m not trying to step on any toes. But this man is a protected
federal witness. Any public exposure could risk his life. I’d like to talk to
him if I could.
[interrogation room; Bruce has made a
wolf out of paper pieces]
Ray: Dr. Walnut? Someone here to see
you.
Bruce: Oh, I knew you’d come. I knew
it. I knew it. I knew it.
Kevin: What happened to you?
Bruce: Accident.
[observation room]
Fraser: They have a right to their
privacy.
[Kowalski nods; they exit]
[interrogation room]
Kevin: --you know that.
Bruce: Yeah. I’m sorry.
Kevin: They can happen. Whose dog is that?
Bruce: Oh, it’s just a friend.
Kevin: I’m tired, Bruce.
Bruce: Yeah, you’re tired. But you
work hard. You work hard. You work hard. I’m sorry.
Kevin: Can you give the origami a
rest?
Bruce: It’s not origami. It’s
combinatorics.
Kevin: Okay. Combinatorics. [exits]
[bullpen]
Welsh: Deputy Director Spender.
Kevin: Yes.
Welsh: Harding Welsh, Lieutenant,
Chicago PD. What have we got here?
Kevin: A protected federal witness.
You got a camera crew back there. I’d appreciate it if you could get rid of
them.
Welsh: Oh, it would be my pleasure.
Can I ask you why a deputy director from Justice is so interested in a stoolie?
Kevin: Yeah, you can ask me. He’s my
brother.
[local TV news shows Bruce’s arrest]
Elaine: Hey, hey, look, Fraser, Ray!
You guys hit the big time!
Francesca: Oh my God!
Reporter: [voice]
Minutes after a man risked his life
to save a little boy, he was led away in handcuffs, when the police officers
who witnessed the good deed checked the man--
[Kevin turns off TV]
[Welsh’s office]
Kevin: Seven years he’s been dead to the world,
never had any problem. Five minutes after you guys get a hold of him, his face
is on national TV. Why didn’t you just stick a target right to his forehead?
Ray: Two magic words. Witness
protection. Why didn’t he use ‘em?
Kevin: For security reasons I told
him never to do that.
Ray: Do you rank that up there with
one of your good ideas?
Welsh: Aren’t you a little out of
line, Detective.
Fraser: Sir, I wonder if I might ask
a question.
Kevin: Sure, if you can tell me how
a Mountie fits into this.
Fraser: My name is Constable Benton
Fraser.
Welsh: He originally came to Chicago
on the trail of his father’s killer.
Ray: And for a whole bunch of
reasons he’s decided to stick around.
Fraser: Attached as liaison with the
Canadian consulate.
Kevin: What I meant was, what
possible interest could a Canadian have in this?
Fraser: Nothing official, sir,
beyond an ongoing interest in universal justice. No, what I was curious is what
we might have planned by way of protecting--
Kevin: Well, for starters, *we*
aren’t planning anything. It’s my brother, my responsibility. Some things never
change. Now I would like to confer with Lieutenant Welsh. If you don’t mind, I
wouldd like to do that in private.
Fraser: Understood.
[bullpen]
Ray: Confer with you? What is that?
What kind of talk is that? Confer with your own suit, you federal jackass. That
guy sucks.
Fraser: Well, you know, Ray, he’s
probably got reasons for privacy. I mean, after all, we were the cause of the
problem.
Ray: Well, maybe we made a mistake,
maybe we didn’t. But one thing I know. I hate
when somebody tells me to go to my room, not when I’m in the middle of
something.
Fraser: You know, Ray, I may not
share in your motivations, but this situation...
[they leave out one corridor, then enter
from another, going to Elaine’s desk]
Fraser: ...thank you for helping us
with this information. Your efforts are greatly appreciated.
Elaine: Don’t thank me, Fraser.
Francesca: Okay. Okay, I can do
this. [sitting at pc, looking a bit lost]
Elaine: I know. [stands
behind Frannie & types] Okay,
Bruce Spender. Here we go. Spender, Bruce. Died October 8th, 1992. No next of
kin. No services. Body burned beyond recognition.
Fraser: U.S. marshals faked his
death. Is that standard procedure?
Ray: No, no, no. This guy got the
deluxe package. Who’d he rat on?
[Elaine types some more; Frannie looks on
with interest]
Elaine: It was robbery. Armored car. Four were
arrested. Spender turned state’s evidence on the other three. Dustin Mahoney,
Michael Johnson, and Elliot Wells.
Fraser: Do you have any information
on them?
Elaine: Hard copy?
Fraser: Please.
Francesca: Okay, okay! I can do
this. Okay...Hard copy... [clock ticking;
drumroll... Kowalski even tries to help]
Okay...I know, I know.
[Frannie hits a key; cymbal crash] Ha-ha!
Okay, I told you I could do this.
Fraser: You are a natural.
Francesca: Thank you, Fraser.
Elaine: That’s Mahoney. Suspected of
numerous armed robberies. This was his only conviction. Released a year ago for
good behavior. They think maybe he killed another con when he was in prison.
Fraser: That’s good behavior?
Francesca: Well, it’s all relative.
I mean, if the con was Jeffrey Dahmer, pffft.
Elaine: Michael Johnson escaped from
Leavenworth three years after he went in. Suspect in a gun store robbery in
Lewisville four months ago.
Ray: Great. So 2 out of 2 are on the
street.
Elaine: Make that 3 for 3. Elliot
Wells, paroled six months ago on the robbery. Arrested a couple of weeks ago
for holding up a gas station. Jumped bail. He’s on the loose.
Ray: Well, that’s great. Three guys
on the street. Motive. Method. This boy’s in a deep hole.
Kevin: Yes, he is. My brother’s
safety is my first priority. I would like to get him out of the state by
sundown.
Fraser: Is that really necessary,
sir? I mean, after all, this is a police station. One would think we’d be
able--
Kevin: No slight intended,
Constable, but police stations are like a sieve, and these boys are nothing if
they’re not resourceful. I’d like some of your men to assist me.
Ray: Assist you. What does that
mean, ‘assist you’?
Welsh: It means exactly what he
says. I want you to give Deputy Director Spender all the assistance he needs. [exits]
Kevin: Do you have a secure phone?
Elaine: Yeah, right this way. [Kevin & Elaine exit]
Ray: ‘You got a secure phone?’ I
don’t like Kevin. [Fraser exits]
Francesca: I don’t like him either.
I mean, it’s never really been my personal ambition to make friends with
stuffed-shirt, uptight kind of people, you know. [Kowalski exits quietly] If that’s the usual trade that you have
around...here... [realizes she’s alone]
[Welsh’s office]
Fraser: Hi. You all right?
Bruce: Oh, yeah. I’m okay. Fine.
Fraser: Nice to see your brother.
Bruce: Yeah. Long time.
Kevin: Bruce? Bruce? Gotta get
moving.
[Kevin & Bruce exit]
Fraser: Hmm.
[The Operation]
[Huey checks out the back]
Ray: [into radio] Huey?
Huey: [voice] Looks good.
Ray: [into radio] Team one, go.
[Decoy Team 1 exits out the back]
Kevin: Check.
Ray: [into radio] Team two, go.
[Decoy Team 2 exits out the front]
Kevin: Ready?
Ray: [into radio] Got anything
yet?
Voice: Operation is secure.
[Real Team exits out the back]
Ray: [into
radio] So far, so good.
Voice: All clear.
[Real Team drives to top floor of parking
garage]
Ray: [into
radio] How we doing, guys?
Cop1: West entrance clear.
Cop2: [voice] North entrance
clear.
Kevin: Give the signal.
Ray: [into radio] Send the dummy
cars out. Wait to see if anyone follows. Keep all the entrances tight. After
those cars leave, no one gets in or out. Okay?
Cop1: Perimeter’s clear. Operation’s
a go.
Kevin: All right. Let’s make the
transfer.
Ray: Hang on a second. All my men
are covering the entrances.
Kevin: That’s where they should be.
Ray: There’s no cover here.
Kevin: We won’t need it. Let’s just
do it, okay?
Ray: Okay. [into radio] Send up the
transfer car.
Cop: [voice] Transfer car, on its
way.
Bruce: I’m, uh, I’m kind of scared,
Kevin.
Kevin: I am, too.
[transfer car arrives; Kowalski is
hyper-vigilant]
Kevin: You ready?
Bruce: Yep.
[Kevin opens cell phone, speed-dials, and
hangs up]
Ray: Who’d you call?
Kevin: Airport. Let them know we’re
on the way. Not that you need to know.
Ray: Let’s get it on.
Kevin: All right. Let’s get in the
backseat.
[Kowalski sees laser aimed at Bruce’s
back & tackles him]
Ray: Down!
[they hide behind car as shots are fired at
them]
Ray: Go! Go! Go! [into radio] Everybody,
ground zero! Sniper! Now!
[gunfire]
Kevin: Where the hell are they?
Ray: One of those six buildings over
there. Let’s get him the hell out of here!
Kevin: Too risky!
Ray: Oh, yeah, like this isn’t? [to Bruce]
Come on. Come on. Come on, come on!
[Kowalski returns fire]
Ray: Come on, come on!
Cop: [voice] Backups are on the way.
Bruce: Kevin!!
Ray: Bruce! Get in!
Bruce: KEVIN!!
[Kowalski shoves Bruce into original car
and speeds away]
[27th precinct]
Welsh: Forensics is at the crime
scene. When they get something, they’ll send it right up.
Kevin: You’ll give this the blue
ribbon treatment?
Welsh: You got it, from top to
bottom.
Woman: Lieutenant, have you got a moment?
[Welsh holds up his hand & keeps
walking]
Kevin: As for Vecchio, I want him
brought up on charges.
Welsh: Oh, and what charge would
that be? Saving your brother’s life?
Kevin: Well, kidnapping for a start.
We’ll see what else shakes out.
Welsh: Come on, that’s ridiculous.
Kevin: Oh, you think I’m ridiculous,
huh? Well, let me tell you what I think.
[they go into Welsh’s office]
Kevin: I think someone in your department set my
brother up.
Welsh: Impossible. I know this
department. They’re all good men.
Kevin: Good men who haven’t even
bothered to check in.
Welsh: Ahh, don’t worry. They’ll
check in.
Kevin: Let me make myself perfectly
clear, Lieutenant. The only reason I haven’t brought in Justice and the Bureau
is because I have some respect for you. But this is personal. This is my
brother. I would go to the mat for him just like you would do for yours. Full
bore. Do we understand each other?
Welsh: Yeah, I think we do.
[Kowalski’s apartment; they’re gathering
supplies (sleeping bags, cooler, etc.)]
Fraser: How many assailants were
there?
Ray: Hard to tell. I mean, there
were shooters everywhere. You know what that’s like. You hunker.
Fraser: And they were disguised?
Ray: Yeah, in disguises. But by size
and build, I figure one of ‘em to be Johnson, the other one to be Mahoney. I
mean, these guys were good. They had us pegged. They were right inside us. I
mean, they must want him bad.
[Bruce is putting together a 3D Empire
State Building puzzle]
Fraser: Hmm.
Ray: Does that figure to you,
Fraser?
Fraser: Does what figure to me?
Ray: That he masterminded the heist.
Cause when I look at him, what does not come to mind is arch-criminal. I mean,
the guy can barely tie his shoes.
Bruce: The bank had three entrances.
The doors were controlled after business hours by a central computer on relay.
Well, that bypass was easy. The vault codes were logged in sequence through two
networks. It took me months to sort through the algorithms but once I found the
key, it was just a matter of refining the sequence and bypassing the time
clocks. Everything was planned with precision and detail. The operation was
undertaken and completed in precisely 27 minutes and 13 seconds. And I can tie my shoes.
[knock knock knock]
Francesca: Hey, Fraze.
Fraser: Francesca.
Ray: Were you followed?
Francesca: I don’t know. People
follow me all the time. I have an allure.
Ray: That’s not what I asked. I was
asking more along the lines of police work.
Francesca: What do you mean, like,
criminals? [Kowalski nods] No! Nobody followed me. Okay, so I have the
background files. And a report that came in from Dallas. A guy named John
Michaels was picked up for knocking flat a convenience store.
Ray: Knocking over.
Francesca: Over, flat, down,
sideways. God! Anyway, they ran his prints and John Michaels is Michael
Johnson.
Ray: So that makes Elliot Wells and
Dustin Mahoney the shooters.
Fraser: That would seem likely.
Bruce, I’m curious. Your plan was very meticulous, wasn’t it?
Bruce: Yes, it was a very good plan.
Very graceful. Very good plan.
Fraser: Until someone told the
police where you were hiding out.
Bruce: But I didn’t tell. I didn’t
tell.
Francesca: You testified against
them.
Bruce: Yes, I testified, but I
didn’t tell.
Fraser: And now they want to kill
you.
Ray: Something’s queer.
Fraser: What?
Ray: I don’t know. Something’s
queer. Let’s just move it. [sees completed
puzzle] I could do that. I choose
not to.
[apartment building hallway]
[Fraser stops them & crouches down,
listening intently]
Ray: What is it?
Fraser: Two men just entered the
building.
Francesca: Well, they didn’t follow
me!
Fraser: That may be true but I
believe that one of them just put a 32-round clip into a machine pistol. A Mach
10, if I’m hearing the mechanism correctly. Back stairs.
Ray: Go, go, go.
[other end of hallway; Fraser stops them
again]
Ray: More?
Fraser: I can’t tell about their
weaponry. Roof.
[Fraser climbs ladder, then Bruce]
Francesca: Okay, so maybe I was
followed. But if people are running around, sneaking and hiding, how the hell
am I supposed to hear them?
Ray: After you.
Francesca: Yeah. You wish.
Ray: Okay.
[Kowalski goes up, then Frannie, just as
two guys in trenchcoats arrive; they kick down Kowalski’s door]
[Elaine’s apartment; phone rings]
Elaine: Hello?....Fraser, is that
you?....Are you all right?
Fraser: Yes, thank you, Elaine.
Elaine: What’s going on?
Fraser: Did you find out any more
about the bank robbers?
Elaine: I ran a search on all
Spender’s accomplices. A guy got killed in Denver last month with one of
Mahoney’s aliases. I had the Denver PD compare his prints to Mahoney’s. They
matched.
Fraser: [to Kowalski] Mahoney’s
dead.
Ray: That just leaves Wells.
Elaine: I got nothing on Wells. I
could go back to the station, you know, keep digging.
Fraser: No, Elaine, you’ve got your
graduation in the morning.
Elaine: I’m all set. Uniform fits.
You know what? I’m going to go back in. I’ll call you if I come up with
anything. Oh, and Fraser? Just so you know. Welsh was in his office holed up
waiting for the phone to ring when I left.
Fraser: Understood.
[27th precinct; Welsh’s
office]
Kevin: Three hours, not a word. Is
that how things usually work in this department, Lieutenant?
Welsh: Not ordinarily. They gotta
have a reason.
Kevin: Well, I can’t wait around to
hear it. I’m moving now.
Huey: I got Fraser on line one.
Welsh: [into phone] Where the hell
are you, Constable?!
Fraser: We’re all right, sir, for
the moment.
Welsh: Yeah, well, you pick a
location, we’ll meet.
Fraser: Well, I’m not entirely sure
that would be safe, Leftenant--
Welsh: Yeah, well, I’m not entirely
sure what you’re doing is any better.
Fraser: You may be right, sir, but
in a situation like this, I think the fewer people that know, the better.
Kevin: [on extension] This is Deputy Director Spender, Constable. I
appreciate your efforts and I’m willing to believe you think you’re doing the
right thing, but I want my brother and I want him now! If you keep getting in
my way, I’ll hit you with obstruction charges so hard it’ll kill your entire
family! [Fraser hangs up]
Welsh: Great move, Spender. What do
we do now?
[Kowalski’s car]
Bruce: Kevin’s mad?
Fraser: Mm-hmm.
Bruce: He’s just worried, though.
He’s just worried about me.
Fraser: It would seem so.
Ray: So?
Fraser: They want to talk.
Ray: Yeah, I bet they do. Look, I
don’t like this. Where’s this safehouse you got in mind?
Francesca: Yeah, what are the sleeping
arrangements, Fraze?
Fraser: Fairly rudimentary. The
place I’m considering, uh, has no heat.
Francesca: Oh, so, I guess I’ll have
to curl up to something really warm then, won’t I?
Ray: And you’re going to get it,
Frannie. It’s a little place called home.
[safehouse (empty apartment)]
Ray: Oh, nice place.
Fraser: It was Constable Turnbull’s
but he decided he didn’t need anything quite so fancy.
Ray: Oh so, where does he live now,
a cardboard box?
Fraser: Uh-huh. A very nice one,
though.
[Bruce unfurls his sleeping bag]
Fraser: I see you’ve had some experience with
bedrolls.
Bruce: Well, I was a scout.
Fraser: Really? So was I. Mind you,
our troop was very small. It was just me, my friend Innussiq, and his sister
June.
Bruce: A girl? A girl was in boy
scouts?
Fraser: Yeah. But you know, you
can’t really have a troop with only two boys, and she had very short hair, so--
Ray: I got short hair.
Fraser: Well, we’re lucky. We have a
troop.
Ray: Woo-hoo.
Bruce: Will I have to go to jail?
Ray: No, no, no, no, no. You got
some big guns on your side. A DD from the Justice Department, that carries a
lot of weight.
Bruce: Yeah, I know, I know. Kevin’s
always been there.
Fraser: He has, hasn’t he? Right
from the beginning.
Bruce: Yeah, right from the
beginning.
Fraser: Well, troop, it’s time to
tuck in. [leaps onto sleeping bag]
Ray: Ah, come on, Fraser, we don’t
really have to sleep on the floor, do we?
Fraser: Yes.
Ray: Look, I do this, I want a
badge. A tuck-in-on-the-floor, I-hurt-my-back badge.
Fraser: I’ll get you one.
Ray: Okay.
Fraser: [singsong] A-key-la, we’ll
do our best. We’ll dib-dib-dib...
Bruce: We’ll dob-dob-dob.
[morning; cell phone rings]
Ray: Huh?! Ah!
[Fraser is up immediately; Kowalski is
trapped in sleeping bag... he struggles to find phone; Fraser sits on him &
tries to untangle him]
Ray: Got it!! [answers] Yeah?
Elaine: Good morning, Ray.
Ray: Yeah, if you say so....Right.
On my way. [hangs up] Ahh! Motel clerk recognized a mug shot of
Elliot Wells.
Fraser: Excellent.
Ray: Ahh! [holds his back as he stands] You
better watch him. I’ll give you a call when we wrap up. [exits]
[motel room]
[Huey & Kowalski burst in; woman
screams]
Huey: Don’t move!!
Ray: Drop the gun! Drop it!!
Woman: I don’t even know this guy!
Huey: You can get acquainted with him downtown!
Ray: Up! You Elliot Wells?
Man: Maybe.
Huey: Put some clothes on, let’s go, come on!
Ray: Yeah, you can check out the big brain on
Elliot. Come on, just move it! Put your clothes on!
[woman & man are quickly ushered out
the door]
Ray: (mutters)
Maybe.
[safehouse]
Fraser: In the end, Innusiq and I
both earned our cooking badge, but June - she never did. That poor girl, she
couldn’t boil a pot of water if the future of western civilization depended on
it.
[cell phone rings]
Fraser: Hello, this is Detective
Vecchio’s cellular telephone, Constable Benton Fraser answering.
Ray: [voice] Hello is enough,
Fraser.
Fraser: Right.
Ray: [voice] We got the guy but
he doesn’t look good for the shooting. He spent the whole night with a hooker.
And that call I told you about? Elaine checked with the airport guys? Never
heard anything.
Fraser: So that confirms it, then.
Ray: [voice] Yeah.
Fraser: All right. Thank you, Ray.
Ray: [voice] Yeah.
Bruce: Everything okay?
Fraser: Yeah. So tell me, was Kevin
a scout also?
Bruce: Oh, no, no, not Kevin, no. He
was always looking after things, though. And he looked after me. He did. Even
when things got ugly, he looked after me, he did.
Fraser: And did things get ugly?
Bruce: Yeah. We’d move. We moved around.
And there were people sometimes who were ugly, yeah. And I don’t mean here. [points to face] I mean here. [points to heart] And
sometimes, well, one time, one time I....I miss Kevin.
Fraser: One time what, Bruce?
Bruce: We’d just moved. New place, new
town, new everything. We were in a gang, boys in a gang, and they didn’t like
me. And Kevin knew it. And the leader of the gang, his brother always wanted a
boomerang. Hmm? Can you imagine that?
Fraser: Yeah, I can. I always wanted
a bola.
Bruce: Yeah, yeah. Same thing. Same
thing, yeah. So, one day, Kevin found a boomerang, found it in a closet, and he
gave it to me so the other guys would like me. A beautiful boomerang. But the
leader’s brother wanted it, so we had to fight for it.
Fraser: You had to fight because
that was the code of the gang?
Bruce: Yeah. Kevin didn’t like it.
Didn’t like it at all. But I had to stand on my own two feet. I had to. But I
couldn’t. And I disappointed him. I did. Because I got hit. I got hit a lot.
And I lost. And I lost it. I lost my boomerang Kevin gave me.
Fraser: Did you say he found it in a
closet?
Bruce: Yeah. Benchley boomerang.
Found it. Found it in a closet.
Fraser: It was made of wood?
Bruce: Yeah. Beautiful, beautiful
wood.
Fraser: Did it look sort of like this? [holds out wooden coat hanger]
Bruce: Sort of.
Fraser: [removes metal hook] More
like this, then.
Bruce: Just like that, yeah.
Fraser: Bruce, I think that Kevin
has been lying to you, and I think he’s very worried that someone might tell.
Bruce: Might tell what?
Fraser: That the robbery was his
idea.
Bruce: No. It was mine. It was my
plan.
Fraser: It was your plan, but it was
his idea, wasn’t it?
Bruce: Kevin would never hurt me. He
would never hurt me.
Fraser: How do you know?
Bruce: I can ask him.
Fraser: I think you should.
[dials cell phone & holds it out to
Bruce]
[woods, dirt road; it’s raining heavily]
[Welsh, Kevin, and three other men
arrive... Kowalski, Fraser, Dief, and Bruce step out from the trees; Bruce goes
over to Kevin, Welsh crosses to stand with Kowalski. Music: “Brothers In Arms”
by Dire Straits.]
Kevin: I understand you have some
questions.
Bruce: No. No, Kevin.... Yeah, I do.
Kevin: So hit me.
Bruce: Yeah. Yeah. That’s the
question. Do you remember the boomerang?
Kevin: The what?
Bruce: The boomerang. Do you
remember the boomerang?
Kevin: What about it?
Bruce: Was it a boomerang?
Kevin: What are you asking?
Bruce: Was it a boomerang?
Kevin: Bruce. In six days I stand
before the Senate. The Senate of the United States of America.
Bruce: It wasn’t a boomerang?
Kevin: I am talking about a
directorship! Don’t you understand that?
Bruce: They’re gonna ask about me?
They’ll ask about me a-a-a-a-and you won’t know what to say?
Kevin: I can’t carry you anymore.
Bruce: You can say that you’re my
brother and that you love me. You can say that. Just say that you love me.
Kevin: They’ll find out about the
robbery. You’ll tell them. You won’t be able to help yourself. And I will lose
everything that I have worked for. I can’t let that happen, Bruce. I do love
you. Just get in the car and we’ll work it out. [hugs Bruce]
Bruce: No, Kevin, I can’t do that.
Kevin: Bruce? [reaches into his pocket]
Fraser: [to
Dief] Go!
Kevin: In the car, now. [pulls gun]
Bruce: No.
[Dief knocks Kevin down; agents fire their
weapons, cops fire back]
Ray: Get him outta here!!
[cops escape into the woods]
Agent: Okay boys, let’s go get ‘em!
Welsh: Why’d you pick this place?
Fraser: Well, I thought Kevin would
be more forthcoming if he thought he had the upper hand.
Ray: It worked great, except they do
have the upper hand!
Fraser: Not for long.
[heavy fire; Kowalski dives behind a fallen
log, and others hide beside him]
Fraser: Bruce, you all right? [Bruce nods]
[more gunfire]
Welsh: Reloading!
Ray: Two at 12 o’clock!
Welsh: I got ‘em! [fires]
Ray: Three at 1 o’clock.
Fraser: Ray?
Ray: Four at 5 o’clock.
Fraser: Ray?
Ray: Oh, man.
Fraser: We just have to get over
this hill.
Ray: Okay, that’s it. Check please!
[Kowalski fires cover, then they run]
Agent: Got ‘em on the run, let’s go,
come on!
[graduation ceremony]
Academy Director: All of you have
worked hard to make the grade. But I know it’s been worth it. Now you take on
the satisfaction of knowing that you are among Chicago’s very-- [gunfire] --finest. This is only the
beginning. Now you take on the responsibilities and duties of police officers,
and-- [more gunfire] Your friends seem to be celebrating already
with firecrackers.
Elaine: [stands] Excuse me, sir.
Director: Sit down, cadet. You’ll
get to come up in a minute.
[Elaine sits; more gunfire; Elaine stands
again]
Director: I said sit down.
Elaine: But that gunfire, sir. I
think officers are in trouble.
Director: In the middle of my
speech? Don’t be ridiculous. And if you want to graduate, sit down.
[hillside]
Agent: We got ‘em on the run.
Fraser: We’re just about there!
Welsh: You guys get going, we’ll
cover you!
Fraser: You ready?
Bruce: Yeah.
Welsh: Go!
[they shoot cover fire]
Fraser: Let’s go!
[Bruce & Fraser start up the hill, just
as cadets spill over the top]
Welsh: Hey, calvary’s coming. It’s
just like the movies!
[Kevin has shot at Bruce, but doesn’t
take it; Kowalski shoots, wounding an
agent; Kevin runs, Fraser chases]
[cadets surround one agent, pointing guns]
Elaine: Okay, scumball! Spread ‘em!
Director: Don’t forget to check for
an ankle holster.
Elaine: Yes, sir!
Director: What do you do as soon as
the suspect is controlled?
Elaine: Read him his Miranda rights,
sir!
Director: Good, good. Excellent,
excellent.
Ray: [gets another agent] Pencilneck!!
Stop! Or I will put a bullet right through your head! Drop the gun! On your
knees, on your knees! Hands behind your back!
[more cadets swarm around]
Director: Carefully, carefully. Very
good. All right, now. What do we do after we’ve controlled a suspect?
Ray: Uh... Kick ‘im in the head?
[Fraser tackles Kevin, making the machine
gun go flying; they grapple in the mud; Kevin pulls out pistol]
Bruce: Kevin!
[Kevin turns... Bruce has the machine gun
pointed at him]
[graduation ceremony (Take 2)]
Director: Elaine Besbriss. [applause]
Congratulations, Elaine. You’re one of the first cadets to graduate
with an arrest already under your belt. [more
applause] Let’s hope it’s the first
of many!
Elaine: Thank you, sir.
Director: You’re welcome.
[outside]
Fraser: You know, Elaine, my graduation marked
the beginning of one of the most exciting periods of my career. I received my
first posting. It was to a very remote community perched on the edge of a--
Ray: An ice floe. Look, love you
like a brother, Fraser, but let’s not hear about that right now.
Fraser: Understood.
[Kevin is put into the back of a police
cruiser]
Ray: So, you’re gone, Elaine. I’m
never going to find another file, who’s going to transfer the calls? Hey, who’s
going to order pizza?
Elaine: I’m sure Francesca will work
out fine.
Ray: Oh, no, no. She belongs on the
Home Shopping Network, not at a police station.
Fraser: [to Welsh] How did it go?
Welsh: Well, Bruce’ll have to go to
Washington to answer some questions about Kevin. After that, he’s free to go
wherever he chooses.
Fraser: Will you excuse us? [to Bruce] Where are you going to go?
Bruce: I don’t know.
Fraser: You don’t want to stay in
Chicago.
Bruce: No, no. I don’t think so.
Fraser: I understand.
Bruce: You know, maybe when I’m in
Chicago, I could, uh, come and play with your dog sometime.
Fraser: Yes. Anytime.
Bruce: Okay.
End