Insubordination
Original Airdate: October 29, 1984
In this episode the events referring to Dorian McKenna occurred in the episode 'Recreational use'. In the later episode 'Choices', referring to Dory, Chris declares "I really loved that man"

[Central Park]

(Chris is jogging to work)

[Locker room]

MARY BETH: Good morning, Christine. ...Once around the Reservoir?
CHRISTINE: (exhausted) Yeah.
MARY BETH: Cardiovascular fitness. ...Firm muscles. The new woman. I'm very impressed.
(Chris is still struggling for breath)
MARY BETH: So, what, do you figure I could get into this? (Chris nods) I could try it. ...You know, build up gradually.
(Chris, struggling to speak)
MARY BETH: I beg your pardon?
(Chris struggles to her feet, gasping)
MARY BETH: Yeah. ...Well, maybe.
CHRISTINE: (throwing a towel over her shoulder and goes to the shower) Oh God.
MARY BETH: Maybe not.

[Detectives' Squad room]

ISBECKI: Marcus, do you wanna hear what Bon Bon said to me last night?
PETRIE: No.
(a youngish smartly-suited man walks in and goes towards Samuels' office)

[Samuels' office]

FULLER: Lieutenant Samuels?
SAMUELS: Mm hm.
FULLER: Captain Fuller.
SAMUELS: (shaking hands) Captain.
FULLER: Good to see you again. Nineteen seventy-three. The sixth-floor Watergate investigation.
SAMUELS: Congratulations on making Captain.
FULLER: Look, Samuels, I imagine this is a little difficult for you.
SAMUELS: Oh, when we were together ten years ago in Brooklyn, I was sergeant and you were a patrolman and you took orders from me. Well, now that you're a captain and I'm a lieutenant, so I take orders from you. That's the way it works.
FULLER: Good. OK. So there are no hard feelings?
SAMUELS: Oh, why should there be any hard feelings?
FULLER: Did Deputy Inspector Knelman fill you in? I'm going to be reporting directly to the Commissioner. As you know he's a little ...concerned about efficiency at the precinct level. So I'm gonna be looking around, talking to your people, checking your case files. It's gonna take me a couple of days to familiarise myself with your operation. In the meantime we should discuss the liaison plans from Narcotics. Have you got a copy of your detective roster I can look at?
SAMUELS: (suspiciously) Yeah.
FULLER: (taking the roster) Who's available?
SAMUELS: Well, at the moment there's er, Cagney and er, Lacey.
FULLER: 'Christine Cagney' and 'Mary Beth Lacey'. I don't like putting women on this kind of thing.
SAMUELS: They can handle it.
FULLER: Well, my experience has shown me that women don't work out in certain high-pressure assignments.
SAMUELS: That's not been my experience.
FULLER: There could be some danger involved here and I see that Lacey's got two kids, so how about tasking Marti and Kaybeck?
SAMUELS: Officer Marti is the father of five kids.
FULLER: Oh. ...All right, call them in. (as Samuels gets up and goes to go to the door) Phew, you've put on a few pounds since seventy-three, Lieutenant.
SAMUELS: Yeah, that's er, deskwork.
FULLER: You know there's a gym right there on Forty-eighth. I spend an hour there every day. You wanna check it out.
SAMUELS: Cagney! Lacey! (the duo comes in) Lacey, Cagney, this is Captain Fuller.
CHRISTINE: Captain.
MARY BETH: Sir.
FULLER: You're being assigned to temporary duty on a special narcotics task force. It's citywide. It's big. And it's cocaine.
CHRISTINE: You want us off of our caseload?
FULLER: Mm, for the moment, yeah.
(Samuels looks concerned)
FULLER: The narcotics liaison officer will contact you tomorrow and fill you in. Let me emphasise that you're going to be working under this man's command, and under no circumstances will any arrests be made without his knowledge and consent. ...Is that clear?
MARY BETH: Yes sir.
(as they leave Chris turns back)
CHRISTINE: This narcotics liaison officer, Captain. What's his name?
FULLER: (looking at his file) In this precinct you're assigned to Sergeant McKenna.
MARY BETH: Pardon me, Captain, is that Dorian McKenna?
FULLER: Right.
CHRISTINE: (turning and leaving with Mary Beth looking amazed) Thank you.

[Café]

MARY BETH: Of course, I don't like the idea of working with him.
CHRISTINE: Why not?
MARY BETH: Come on, Christine.
CHRISTINE: Come on, what?
MARY BETH: Last year, that man had me hanging out with no backup while he was off busy snorting cocaine.
CHRISTINE: You made the collar.
MARY BETH: Yeah! No thanks to you! You were busy chasing after him. Then you bring him to my apartment and he's tooting up. With our kids in the next room.
CHRISTINE: I'm not even going to dignify your somewhat foggy memory of events, Mary Beth. If you want me to advise you, don't tell Harvey.
MARY BETH: What has Harvey got to do with it? I'm talking about you.
CHRISTINE: I'm not the one having a problem here.
MARY BETH: Don't pretend to me that you haven't got a history with this man.
CHRISTINE: What Dorian and I were together is history. ...We are not teenagers, we're cops, we are professionals. There's no reason why we can't work together.
MARY BETH: Yeah. Do you trust him?
CHRISTINE: What does that mean?
MARY BETH: What it means is that Sergeant Dorian McKenna (looking around and then speaking quietly) had a serious drugs problem.
CHRISTINE: A lot of cops have problems, Mary Beth. Some cops drink. Some cops beat their wives. (raising her voice which makes Mary Beth look around again) Some cops even put on pantyhose and garter belts cruise the West Village in their spare time! ...If he was not up to it, they wouldn't have taken him back. ...Definitely not on Narcotics.
MARY BETH: So, what do ya want do? Do you wanna call him?
CHRISTINE: I'd just like to eat my lunch here. Can we just drop this?
MARY BETH: You don't wanna talk about it? You never wanna talk about it. OK, we don't talk about it.

[Detectives' Squad room]

(Chris is sitting at her desk thinking. Samuels is in his office trying to eat noodles with chopsticks. Chris gets up, thinks twice about it and then goes to the office)

[Samuels' office]

CHRISTINE: (knocking on the open door) Excuse me, Lieutenant.
SAMUELS: Mm hm.
CHRISTINE: I wonder if you'd mind if I talked to you about that narcotics assignment.
SAMUELS: Sure.
CHRISTINE: I think it would be better if you put another two detectives on it.
SAMUELS: Hey, we've already been through this before. You and Lacey happen to be the two most available at the moment. ..Huh? What's the matter, you got a problem with it.
CHRISTINE: Well, it's just the kind of assignment I've never really been very effective at.
SAMUELS: What you talking about? You've worked narcotics before. It's nothing new for you.
CHRISTINE: No, it's not that, sir. You know what I mean, I'm not very good at working in teams.
SAMUELS: Huh. Is that what is? OK. Is that so? This is not a liberalised department. This is a police department! In case you didn't know it, a police department is just like the army. You get orders, you follow them! That's the way it works. ...Look, if it's something personal...
CHRISTINE: Oh, no!
SAMUELS: ...I'll see what I can...
CHRISTINE: No, no, honestly it isn't personal.
SAMUELS: Sure?
CHRISTINE: Yes. Actually, sir, I'm sorry I brought it up. Good night.
(Chris leaves and Samuels abandons the chopsticks for a spoon)

[Laceys' bedroom]

(Harvey has a jacket on over his pyjamas. Mary Beth is working on the trousers)
HARVEY: Well, what do you think?
MARY BETH: It's nice. You haven't worn that suit in two years.
HARVEY: Haven't been to a funeral in two years. Forty-four years old. He just keels over and buys it, (snapping his fingers) just like that.
MARY BETH: Did he have a heart condition?
HARVEY: Eddie Backus. You kidding?! Jogged two miles a day. Weighed a hundred and sixty-five. Not an ounce of fat on him. Back in the Army we called him 'Fast Eddie'. Held the record for running the obstacle course at four-six.
MARY BETH: Married?
HARVEY: No, he was too busy running. (taking the jacket off) Boy, I hate this suit. I hate it. It is the suit of death. (sitting down beside Mary Beth on the bed) Forty-four years old.
MARY BETH: Harve, it happens. It was probably hereditary or something.
HARVEY: The air or something, eh?
MARY BETH: What time's your plane?
HARVEY: Nine in the morning from Penn Station. I am taking the train, Mary Beth, the train. I will be back Friday, early.
MARY BETH: Friday?! Can't you get home sooner than that?
HARVEY: Mary Beth, an old army buddy checks out, the guys in the platoon get together. They go out and they have a couple. Eddie'd want it like that. Oh boy, I just can't figure it, huh? I mean, your number comes up, it comes up. ...Right?
MARY BETH: Sweetheart, your number is not coming up for a very long time.
HARVEY: We got enough life insurance?
MARY BETH: Harvey!
HARVEY: You promise me one thing, I'll tell you, do not throw out my bowling trophies.
MARY BETH: What about that real lousy one where they spelled your name wrong?
HARVEY: I swear, Mary Beth, I will come back from the grave and get you.
MARY BETH: (kissing the finger he is pointing at her) Promise?
(Harvey makes his hands like claws and roars)
MARY BETH: Cut it out.

[Interview room]

FULLER: I'd appreciate your being as candid as possible, Detective Petrie. All this information is gonna be kept in the strictest confidence. ...Now, how long have you been assigned to the Fourteenth?
PETRIE: Three and a half years.
FULLER: And your present partner is Victor Isbecki, huh?
PETRIE: That's right. For the last year and a half.
FULLER: Ah, so how's that been working out?
PETRIE: Fine.
FULLER: Ever requested a change of partners?
PETRIE: No.
FULLER: There are, you realise, avenues of appeal above the commanding officer of a precinct if you're dissatisfied with your assignments.
PETRIE: I'm aware of that.
FULLER: Tell me, how would you rate Lieutenant Samuels as a commanding officer? That is to say on a scale of one to ten.
PETRIE: I've got no problems with him.
FULLER: Five? ...Six?
PETRIE: I really don't feel comfortable putting a number on it.
FULLER: Well suppose I just put down a five-and-a-half?
PETRIE: Out of ten?
FULLER: Ten.
PETRIE: (breaking into a broad smile) Yeah. Ten.

[Detectives' Squad room]

ISBECKI: (into phone) I've got to take her round the city. It's the least I can do. ...We're going to The Ice Palace. ...What can possibly happen at The Ice Palace? ...First cousin! ...From Syracuse. (seeing Samuels come up) Got an emergency! Some guy's on top of the Empire State with a submachine gun. (he rings off) Lieutenant?
SAMUELS: Fisher in the Assistant DA's Office wants to see you and Petrie right away on a manslaughter case he wants to file.
ISBECKI: Right, sir.
SAMUELS: Where is Petrie anyway?
ISBECKI: He's in the interview room, sir.
SAMUELS: Oh yeah, who's he interviewing?
ISBECKI: He's being interviewed, er, Captain Fuller.
(Samuels stalks back to his office as Mary Beth comes in)
MARY BETH: Good morning, sir! (the office door slams) ...Maybe not. (going to the duo's desks) The Lieutenant certainly got out of bed the wrong side this morning. Must be rough having somebody you used to command coming here and start giving you orders.
CHRISTINE: Did you now there are fifty-five detectives involved in this operation? You'd think it was the invasion of Normandy.
MARY BETH: There is a major cocaine problem in this city.
CHRISTINE: I know that. But you don't solve it by coordinating, you solve it by working. Coordinating is what they do downtown.
MARY BETH: You gonna clean up the City of New York all by yourself?
CHRISTINE: Maybe. ...This paperwork, I'm hating it. Getting a decision made around here takes at least three other people! I hate coordinating.
MARY BETH: I have a feeling Sergeant McKenna got in touch.
CHRISTINE: He wants us in his office at three-thirty this afternoon.
MARY BETH: This afternoon?! I can't! I have to help Michael with his reading after school. Harve was supposed to, but he had to go to Pittsburgh.
CHRISTINE: No problem. I'll coordinate with you tomorrow.
MARY BETH: Are you sure?
CHRISTINE: Yeah, I'm sure.

[McKenna's office]

DORY: Same old Cagney, huh? John Wayne in skir...
CHRISTINE: Oh, damn you, Dory! Look, I didn't ask for this assignment.
DORY: Well then, you get out of it!
(there is along silence)
CHRISTINE: If I spot something, what do I do about the collar if I'm dealing with it by myself.
DORY: Well, you don't make the collar.
CHRISTINE: Why not?
DORY: Well, we don't want to blow the case if the collar falls apart.
CHRISTINE: A collar is not gonna fall...
DORY: Look, Chris! Let me run this operation, will ya?
CHRISTINE: Yes sir!
(another silence)
DORY: I'll be in the car across the street. Follow the perp out with your bag on your left shoulder and I'll take it from there.
CHRISTINE: Right.
DORY: If you've got nothing, put your bag on your right shoulder. But in any case don't look at me, they may be watching you. Just proceed down the street to the subway, take it one stop, meet me in the park at 72nd Street. Got it straight?
(Chris nods and gets up to leave)
DORY: Chris! Let's er, try to get along. We have a job to do.
CHRISTINE: (after a pause) OK.

[Kensington Hotel bar]

(Chris is at the bar having a drink. Dory is over the street outside in the car. A man comes in)
MAN #1: (to another customer) Say, how's it going, Jake?
JAKE: Hey, hey. Fine.
BARTENDER: What's it gonna be? Scotch and water.
MAN #1: (sitting next to Chris) Yeah, something like that.
(later a smartly dressed junior executive comes up to Chris)
JUNIOR EXECUTIVE: Hi.
CHRISTINE: Hi.
JUNIOR EXECUTIVE: I haven't seen you in here before.
CHRISTINE: Yeah. I used to come in here all the time before they turned it into a gay bar.
JUNIOR EXECUTIVE: This isn't a gay bar.
CHRISTINE: (looking at him) Really! You could have fooled me.

[Central Park]

(Dory is sitting on a bench. Chris comes up)
DORY: Anything?
CHRISTINE: Nothing that I could spot. About twenty people went in and out, but nobody left with any thing they didn't come in with. Unless something's happening in the Mens' room.
(they begin to walk through the park)
DORY: The bartender?
CHRISTINE: Just a typical East Side bartender. Polite, friendly, ...but not too friendly. Mixes a helluva Martini.
DORY: OK. So, we'll do it again tomorrow, a little earlier in the day. This time Lacey can do it. ...You know, there's this little Hungarian place that's up on er, 73rd Street. Serves the most terrific goulash, if you wanna give it a try.
CHRISTINE: Thanks, but I've got dinner plans.
DORY: Well, some other time.
CHRISTINE: Sure.
DORY: (stopping) You know er, we could try talking like normal people.
CHRISTINE: Dory, I can't...
DORY: Chris! The last time we were together we nearly beat each other to a pulp. I was so coked up...
CHRISTINE: Dory, I don't wanna go through this again!
DORY: It's different now.
CHRISTINE: You're right! It is different. So maybe we should leave things just the way they are.
DORY: OK. You're probably right. It winds easier being this way does it?
CHRISTINE: (nodding) See you.

[Precinct House yard]

(the duo arrives in a Squad car and gets out)
CHRISTINE: Did you get in touch with Harvey?
MARY BETH: He was sleeping. Three-thirty in the morning he calls me up to tell me that he loves me.
CHRISTINE: Well, it's the thought that counts.
MARY BETH: And he tells me he's not coming home until the weekend.
CHRISTINE: How come?
MARY BETH: Fast Eddie would have wanted it that way.
(Chris laughs)

[Detectives' Squad room]

FULLER: You don't have a roll call in the morning?
ISBECKI: No, the Lieutenant thinks it's a waste of time.
FULLER: So, what, the detectives keep their own hours?
ISBECKI: Yeah, sort of. I mean, sometimes we have to go to court in the morning. Or we go by and interview a witness before they go to work. (phone rings) Excuse me, Captain. (into phone) Isbecki, Fourteenth. ...Look, I can't talk to you now. ...Hm. Yeah. ...Look. ...Bon Bon, I'm trying to do some work.
FULLER: (going over to the duo) Good morning, Detectives.
CHRISTINE: Hi, Captain.
MARY BETH: Morning.
FULLER: How's the narcotic liaison assignment working out?
CHRISTINE: We're just starting, sir.
MARY BETH: It's fine.
FULLER: Good. I'll be wanting to talk to you upstairs this morning, let's say, Lacey at eleven, Cagney at noon.
CHRISTINE: Is this gonna take long, Captain? We have a two o'clock appointment with Sergeant McKenna.
FULLER: No. No, it shouldn't take more than an hour.
CHRISTINE: (as Fuller leaves) Ah. (through pursed lips) I wish he would go away.
MARY BETH: You're not the only one.

[Kensington Hotel bar]

(Mary Beth is at the bar having a drink. Chris is with Dory over the street outside in the car. A man comes in)
BARTENDER: What's it gonna be today?
MAN #2: Usual.
(Mary Beth takes out her compact to look over her shoulder. She sees the bartender take a small white packet out from under the bar and put it under a paper napkin beside the drink. The man downs the drink and pockets the napkin)
MAN #2: How much do I owe ya?
BARTENDER: Three and a quarter.
MAN #2: (counting out five dollar bills) Keep the change.
BARTENDER: Thank you.
BARTENDER: Have a nice day.

[Street outside the Kensington Hotel]

(Mary Beth follows the man out and puts her bag on her left shoulder)

[Squad car]

DORY: We've got a live one. Let's go.
(Chris and Dory get out. Chris follows the man down the street. Dory appears ahead of the man. As he gets his shield out, the man sees him and makes a break for it)
DORY: Hold it!
(the man rolls over the bonnet of a parked car and Chris and Dory chase him down the street)
DORY: Police!
CHRISTINE: (to a pedestrian) Out of the way!
(they continue to chase the man shouting for help from other pedestrians. The man turns at the corner of the block and jumps into a cab which drives off. Dory turns the corner and can't see the man. Chris rounds the corner, bumps into Dory and then goes to sit on a wall gasping. Dory sits beside her and gives her a handkerchief)

[Detectives' Squad room]

ISBECKI: (to La Guardia who is working away) So I says to her 'Bon Bon, the least you could do is say 'Thank you'' I mean I give up a Mets game to take her to a turkey of a movie on 23rd Street.
LA GUARDIA: You want my view, Victor, you should consider older women.
ISBECKI: Older? What, are you kidding?!
LA GUARDIA: Do you know what Benjamin Franklin said on the subject?
ISBECKI: No.
LA GUARDIA: In seventeen forty-five he wrote a letter to a young man in which he suggested he should consort with older women. And he lists the advantages. They're wiser. They're more discreet. They are not as jealous. They are learned in the arts of love. And most important of all, according to Franklin, they are extremely grateful.
ISBECKI: Yeah, but if you...
LA GUARDIA: Think about it, Victor! There's a great deal to be said for gratitude.
MARY BETH: (into phone) Sweetheart! ...(sniggering) Harve, somebody could be listening on this line. ...I'll see you tomorrow.
(she rings off)
MARY BETH: I'm getting my Harve back.
CHRISTINE: Yeah?
MARY BETH: Yes, he's missed me so much, he's coming home tomorrow instead of the weekend. And he's taking me out for dinner.
CHRISTINE: He's only been gone two days.
MARY BETH: It felt like two weeks. Anyways, the young men are taking me for monster burgers. (rushing off) See you in the morning.
CHRISTINE: Well, lucky you. So you won't need your purse.
MARY BETH: (rushing back to pick it up) Would you er, sign out for me?
CHRISTINE: Yes.
(Mary Beth rushes off. Chris picks up her phone and dials)
CHRISTINE: (into phone) Hi Greg. It's Chris. How are ya? ...Yeah. ...Listen, what are you doing tonight? There's this little sushi place over on Third. I thought... ...Oh yeah. ...Oh. No, that's fine. ...Ah, ah. I'll catch you later. ...OK. ...Bye. (thinks and dials again) Hi ya Pop. ...It's me, your detective-daughter. ...Listen, what do ya say I buy you dinner tonight. ...Oh, I sorta forgot. Poker. ...You got an extra seat? ...Full house, huh. ...OK, Pop, I'll catch you later. ...Pop, never draw to an inside straight. ...Ha, ha. ...OK, good-bye.
(she rings off, gets out her compact and looks in the mirror)
CHRISTINE: (to herself) You wanna go out to dinner?

[Restaurant/bar]

(Samuels comes in and meets Frank Reilly who is already sitting at a table)
REILLY: Bert, you never were very punctual.
SAMUELS: I got tied up at the station.
REILLY: So, what else is new? You work too hard. Sit down. (pouring from a jug) The beer's still good here.
SAMUELS: Thanks for coming, Frank.
REILLY: You don't expect me to pass on brunch dining on beer and flattery? Good to see you, kid.
SAMUELS: You've gotta be the last person in the world who calls me 'kid'.
REILLY: Well, you still look like a baby-face sergeant to me.
SAMUELS: You're looking pretty good yourself, Frank. It's been a while, huh?
REILLY: Year, year and a half. I was thinking things are going right for ya. ...So, what's wrong?
SAMUELS: It shows, huh? Still rambling around, Frank?
REILLY: The best Irish Rambler in the city.
SAMUELS: I got a problem and I don't know how to handle it.

[Detectives' Squad room]

(Chris is still sitting at her desk. She looks at her card index and dials a number)
DORY: (on phone) Hello. This is Dory McKenna. I'm not home right now but if you want to leave a message, please do so right after the tone and I'll call you right back as soon as possible.

[Restaurant/bar]

(Samuels and Frank Reilly are eating)
REILLY: Nice bar this.
SAMUELS: Right in the cooking zone.
REILLY: Big stuff?
SAMUELS: Nickels and dimes. Meal, a haircut, maybe a new pair of shoes.
REILLY: There were a lot of cops walking around with paper bags in those days. The pay was lousy.
SAMUELS: Not my cops.
REILLY: How did you handle it.
SAMUELS: I talked to him. I told him to cut it out. And he cleaned it up for a while. But I found out a couple of months later he was back working Bedford Avenue. I brought him up.
REILLY: He beat it?
SAMUELS: I couldn't find anybody who would testify against him. A couple of weeks later he requested a transfer, and I didn't oppose it.
REILLY: So, you think he's got it in for ya now?
SAMUELS: I don't know. Tell me something, Frank. ..How's a guy like that make captain.
REILLY: Politics, Bert. The man knows how to play the game. You gotta play the game too. You gotta stroke... You gotta play him like a violin.
SAMUELS: I'm no good at politics, Frank, you know that.
REILLY: Do you wanna stay a lieutenant forever?
SAMUELS: All I'm asking is the Department leave me alone to do my job.
REILLY: You're a fossil, Bert. You've blue coming out of your ears. Aren't too many left like you. They're bringing in a new breed. They've got graduate degrees. They write books. They programme computers.
SAMUELS: So what? Frank, I can't take orders from a man I don't respect.
REILLY: Then you've got a big problem. If you're gonna stand up against this guy, you've gotta win. Because if you don't, kid, you're gonna find yourself commanding a traffic squad, ...in the Harlem Tunnel.

[Street outside the Kensington Hotel]

(in the evening Dory draws up in a Squad car. Chris comes up and gets in)
DORY: Hi.
CHRISTINE: Hi.
DORY: I thought the guy might come back. ...No plans tonight?
CHRISTINE: No.
DORY: How come?
CHRISTINE: It just happens. ...You know that jiver isn't gonna come within ten miles of this place now. He knows it's hot.
DORY: Yeah, well I had nothing better lined up.
CHRISTINE: Wanna talk? ...I'd like to know what happened.
DORY: I thought you wanted to keep it simple.
CHRISTINE: Huh. This is stupid. Dory, ...talk to me.
DORY: I spent four months in a programme upstate near Albany. Three hours a day of group therapy. An hour of individual. Ping-pong and volley ball in the afternoon. TV at night and lights out at ten. It was like Summer camp. At first I fought it. I didn't wanna ...face it. But I was a junkie. But they broke me down eventually. They're very good at it. They broke down. ...Nothing. ...Now I'm trying to put it together again.
CHRISTINE: Why did they put you back on Narcotics?
DORY: I requested it. When I got out of there, I didn't know if I could hack it. I wanted to have the temptation right in front of me.
CHRISTINE: You should be proud.
DORY: Of what? I didn't beat it. Nobody really beats it.
CHRISTINE: Well, you're off coke.
DORY: I'm still a junkie, Chris. I just don't put white powder up my nose anymore. You know what I do now? I work. I'm a work junkie. Fifteen hours a day. ...I mean, look at me. What am I doing in a car, ten o'clock at night, staking out a dead end. ...I gotta a better question. What are you doing here?
CHRISTINE: (smiling) I don't know.
DORY: I'm a bad investment, Chris, It's day to day with me. Stay away.
CHRISTINE: I think I need you.
DORY: It's no good, Chris. We'll kill each other just like we did before.
CHRISTINE: Well, what about a friend? Maybe you need somebody to talk to.
DORY: I don't need a nurse!
CHRISTINE: Well, what do you think you need?
DORY: I need to keep things simple and you're not simple! Look... You and I... It would get crazy again!
CHRISTINE: Dory, it really...
DORY: Look! It is just too complicated. Now, please, will you go?! I'm sorry I came on to you before, Chris. That was wrong. (opening the passenger door) Cagney, why don't you get the hell out of here?!
(Chris gets out and walks away)

[Samuels' office]

(Fuller is sitting behind Samuels' desk)
FULLER: Morning Bert.
SAMUELS: You're sitting at my desk, boy.
FULLER: Yeah, I've been here since seven, working. I didn't think you'd mind.
SAMUELS: I mind. (Fuller closes the file he is working and gets up) Thank you.
FULLER: Mind if I close the door?
SAMUELS: No, go ahead.
FULLER: I've been talking to your detectives and looking over your files and I'm afraid there's a lot of work to be done here, Bert. First of all, I think you've got some dead wood on your detective squad. I'm gonna recommend that Detective La Guardia be put out to pasture. cos I don't think the man can cut it anymore. And your partnership assignments really need to be re-examined. I'm not sure you're getting maximum productivity in this area. Take Isbecki and Petrie and split 'em up. Let's put each one with a rookie.

[Ladies' room]

(Chris is sitting on the bench. Mary Beth comes in)
MARY BETH: What are you doing? I saw you were signed in. Something wrong? You look not so hot.
CHRISTINE: Thank you. I didn't sleep much last night.
MARY BETH: Why not?
CHRISTINE: Why do I still care about him?
(Mary Beth closes the Ladies' room door)

[Samuels' office]

FULLER: ...which brings me to the women. Cagney and Lacey. Split them up and I guarantee they'll spend a lot less time yakking in the Ladies' room. Now about roll call...
SAMUELS: That's enough.
FULLER: I beg your pardon.
SAMUELS: I don't wanna hear any more. It's garbage. (standing up) You haven't got the slightest understanding of who these people are and how they work. Get out here, Fuller.
FULLER: I'm not sure I understand what you're saying.
SAMUELS: It's not very complicated. I want you out of here! I want you out of my office, out of my precinct! Today!! Right now!!!
FULLER: Bert...
SAMUELS: (pointing his finger) Look, don't call me 'Bert'. That's for openers. You come in for two days. You wanna dismantle an operation I've been building for five years. You're telling me that one of the finest officer's I've ever had the privilege to command is too old to do his job! And you want me reshuffling my detectives like they're some kind of file cards. Well, I won't have it!!
FULLER: Do you know what you're doing, Lieutenant?
SAMUELS: You're damn right I know what I'm doing, Captain!! ...I'm telling you that you don't know what you're talking about and I'm prepared to back it up!! That's what I'm doing!!! Now you wanna bring me up on charges, well you go ahead! But you better have a strong case because I'm gonna fight you every step of the way, Fuller!
FULLER: With what?
SAMUELS: With my record!!!

[Detectives' Squad room]

(the Squad can hear the row)
SAMUELS: That's what!! Twenty-two years!! And the word of my detectives!! Now you take your recommendations and ship 'em out here before I throw you out!!!
(Fuller leaves. Isbecki start a slow handclap which gathers pace as everybody joins in)
SAMUELS: (coming out of the office) Hey! Hey, hey, hold it down. (they stop) What's going on here? Get back to work, all of you.

[Ladies' room]

(Mary Beth is sitting alongside Chris)
MARY BETH: What about the dope?
CHRISTINE: He says he's off.
MARY BETH: And you believe him?
CHRISTINE: Yes.
MARY BETH: Oh, Chris, I think you're looking for trouble with this man.
CHRISTINE: Mary Beth, you know you've made yourself perfectly clear on this subject.
MARY BETH: I don't want you to see you get hurt at all.
CHRISTINE: (getting up) Thank you. Fine.
MARY BETH: (getting up) You've gotta start using your head now. Now, I'm trying to be a friend here. Face facts. The guy's a bad onion. He's an ex-junkie. He's got a lousy temper...
CHRISTINE: No worse than mine!
MARY BETH: ...and he's bossy and he's full of himself.
CHRISTINE: Like I'm not?!
(Mary Beth and starts to walk out)
CHRISTINE: I'm thirty-seven years old, Mary Beth. (Mary Beth has turned in the doorway) What if I want him?
MARY BETH: You asked for my opinion. It's none of my business. You're a big girl.
(she goes out and closes the door)
CHRISTINE: Mary Beth!!!
(Mary Beth walks back in and goes face to face with Chris)
MARY BETH: What?
CHRISTINE: You didn't know him. That stuff you said. You're talking about a man you know absolutely nothing about! And it's not right! He's really very... Well, you wouldn't know by looking at him.
MARY BETH: What?
CHRISTINE: He has this way about him. He walks into a room and he takes control, without even trying.
MARY BETH: Are you in love with him?
CHRISTINE: No, I am not in love with him! He just upsets me!! He makes me nervous! ...And I like that.
(Chris walks out)

[Detectives' Squad room]

PETRIE: (to the duo. He is escorting a man with a woolly hat on, holding him by the elbow) This gentleman has been looking for you. He says Sergeant McKenna gave him your card in case he couldn't be reached.
MARY BETH: Can't be reached?
CHRISTINE: Thank you, Petrie. (to the man) So, what can we do for you?
MARY BETH: Sit down.
(the man continues to stand and looks very bemused)
CHRISTINE: Maybe if we started with your name.
BENNY: (taking his hat off and putting out his hand) Benny.
CHRISTINE: Benny! (they shake hands) Hey! ...Hey.
MARY BETH: So, Benny, what's on your mind?
BENNY: You got fifty bucks on you? ...In cash?
CHRISTINE: Petrie!

[Squad car]

CHRISTINE: Mary Beth, I tried calling Dory. He's in a meeting downtown, so I've left a message and said it was urgent. We're gonna lose this in seven minutes.
MARY BETH: I don't like him.
CHRISTINE: He's Dory's stoolie.
MARY BETH: He's a low-life.
CHRISTINE: Well, have you ever met a man who's an informer who's a solid citizen.
MARY BETH: The captain was very specific. No arrests without the approval of the liaison office, McKenna.
CHRISTINE: Fine. I can guarantee you, an arrest's a collar and there's no road back.
MARY BETH: It's one thing making it.
CHRISTINE: Well, maybe he was just kidding. Buy everybody a drink.

[Street outside the Kensington Hotel]

(as the car draws up opposite, two delivery men take two large cardboard boxes from a van into the hotel. The duo gets out)

[Kensington Hotel bar]

(the bartender watches while one of the delivery men counts a wad of dollar bills)
BARTENDER: I'm sorry gals, we're closed.
MARY BETH: (showing her badge) We're police officers.
(the delivery man swiftly pockets the bills)
BARTENDER: What's the problem?
CHRISTINE: We'd like to check your liquor licence.

[Detectives' Squad room]

SAMUELS: (to the duo) You went in there and made the collar without the approval of your commanding officer.
CHRISTINE: We were unable to reach him, Lieutenant.
MARY BETH: Sir, we've four kilos. That's a street value of a quarter of a million dollars.
CHRISTINE: A major dealer, two runners. We have a direct line to east coast imports.
SAMUELS: Look, I don't care if you've Attila the Hun. Your orders were not to make an arrest without the approval of Narcotics. Now that's insubordination. You could be brought up on charges or that! You get an order from a superior officer, you obey it! This entire department functions on that principle.
(Deputy Inspector Knelman comes up doing a slow handclap)
KNELMAN: Bravo, Bert. That was very well put. (looking at the duo) And quite to the point. (looking at Samuels) Wouldn't you say?
SAMUELS: Inspector.
KNELMAN: If you have a moment, Lieutenant, I would like to discuss that very subject.
LA GUARDIA: (after Samuels and Knelman have gone to the office) Foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds.
MARY BETH: What are you talking about, Paul?
LA GUARDIA: Actually it was Ralph Waldo Emerson that said that. Roughly translated it means 'The best are not always the most consistent'.
PETRIE: In other words, Samuels threw Fuller out of the precinct this morning.
CHRISTINE: You're kidding?
PETRIE: Insubordination is running rampant in the Fourteenth.
CHRISTINE: Whew!
ISBECKI: You should have seen it. It was like "High Noon". The Lieutenant sitting there like Gary Cooper. Then. ...Bam!!!
(as Isbecki does a two gun draw the duo mimic firing back)
CHRISTINE: I won.
ISBECKI: You did not.

[Samuels' office]

KNELMAN: That man could make it very difficult for you.
SAMUELS: He was really out of line, Inspector.
KNELMAN: Still you should have gone through me.
SAMUELS: Yeah, I realise that. I lost my temper.
KNELMAN: You'll be facing charges for insubordination and disrespect to a superior officer.
SAMUELS: What do you figure my chances are?
KNELMAN: Well, a lot will depend on the evaluation from your people in his report. If your detectives line up solidly behind you, you may get off with a reprimand. ...Bert, is it true you brought him up in seventy-three for bleating on a case.
SAMUELS: How did you find that out?
KNELMAN: It's a small department.
SAMUELS: He beat it.
KNELMAN: Yeah, so I heard. Well, maybe you'll beat it too. ...I'll keep you posted.
SAMUELS: Thanks, Inspector.

[Squad car]

MARY BETH: (checking her face in her compact mirror) The little Italian place on Thirty-eighth with the mandolin music. It's where Harve proposed to me the second time.
CHRISTINE: Fascinating.
MARY BETH: Well, it's five after. I hope he hasn't been waiting too long.
CHRISTINE: You're only a couple of minutes late, Mary Beth.
MARY BETH: Thanks for dropping me off, Chris. I can't... I really can't wait to see him. ...Chris, um, what I said this morning about Dory, I was just speaking my mind. I mean, what do I know about men? I found myself a good one and kept him.
CHRISTINE: There he is! Little Harve.
(Harvey is waiting on the pavement, holding a bunch of flowers and buying from a blind match seller)
MARY BETH: Oh, look at him. Look at him. It looks like he lost a couple of pounds.
CHRISTINE: Yeah, well beer'll do that for ya.
MARY BETH: Wanna join us?
CHRISTINE: For god's sake, Mary Beth, he's your husband!
MARY BETH: Thank you. I'll see you tomorrow. (getting out) Hey, stranger!
(Chris sits there for a while watching them embrace. She drives off, thinking, as she goes and eventually pulls up and goes to a phone booth)

[Phone booth]

DORY: (on phone) Hello. This is Dory McKenna. I'm not home right now but if you want to leave a message, please do so right after the tone and I'll call you right back as soon as possible.
(Chris rings off)

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