(Petrie, driving, Isbecki with the prisoner in the back and Newman are in the car)
NEWMAN: (into radio) Central, this is car two-eleven. We are transporting a male prisoner to the Fourteenth Squad for questioning.
ISBECKI: (to Newman) Gimme that. (into radio) Central, this Detective Victor Isbecki. That's I, S, B, E, C, K, I. Be advised this is a homicide suspect. He is a major mob figure. Please advise the Squad Commander to be available.
(Petrie and Newman smile to each other)
POLICE RADIO: Car two-eleven, this Central. OK.
PETRIE: Victor, do you realise that that's a monitored frequency? We're gonna have to fight our way through the Press.
ISBECKI: Gee, Marcus, I'd forgotten!
[Precinct House yard]
(the Squad car comes in preceded by a patrol car. A crowd of reporters and cameramen flood out of the Precinct House)
REPORTER#1: (as Isbecki gets out of the car beaming) Detective Isbecki?
REPORTER#2: What about the murder weapon?
(the crowd follows Isbecki round to the other side of the car. As he takes the prisoner in the reporters fire questions at him)
ISBECKI: I'm sorry. It is inappropriate to comment on an ongoing investigation.
REPORTER#3: Do you think this arrest will get you a promotion?
ISBECKI: Well, I hope so. Someone's gotta make the next Captain.
PETRIE: Make that 'No comment'.
[Precinct House front desk]
(as the whole crowd comes in, uniformed officers stand up and clap. Isbecki drags the prisoner in front of Coleman)
ISBECKI: (to the crowd) Settle down! Settle down, huh? Sergeant Coleman, I wanna book Mr. Griffin here for homicide.
(a uniformed officer takes the prisoner off)
CAL DAVIS: (a reporter grabs Isbecki's arm) Isbecki! Isbecki, you owe me one.
ISBECKI: I'll give you one, Cal boy.
REPORTER#4: What happened?
ISBECKI: (to the reporters in general) It was real cop.
(he closes a case which is packed for going away)
SAMUELS: You got everything?
CHRISTINE: Well, if I don't, it's too late now. (Samuels looks up) Just a joke.
SAMUELS: Yeah. (looking through some papers) Gotta see if I've forgotten anything here.
CHRISTINE: Lieutenant, we've been over every case twice. And including the patrol guys.
SAMUELS: Well, do you think it's that easy, Cagney? Do you think the second whip can walk in and take over, (flicking his fingers) just like that.
CHRISTINE: I'll learn by doing it, Lieutenant. You can only brief me so much. Besides your vacation started yesterday. You're not even supposed to be here this morning.
SAMUELS: You know, I thought I might have forgotten to tell you something.
CHRISTINE: (quietly) Lieutenant? Why don't you get out of here?
SAMUELS: Well, do you know what I think, Cagney? A man's vacation time is his own business. It's a free country. A man should be able to take a vacation if he wants to or ...not take one.
CHRISTINE: Well, your entitlement is twelve weeks. They only asked you to take two.
SAMUELS: So, what, am I lucky?
CHRISTINE: Where did you finally pick? Mexico, Hawaii or The Grenadines.
SAMUELS: My sister in Buffalo.
SAMUELS: Well, you know, all those other places, Cagney, (picking up some brochures) you've gotta have special clothes for.
CHRISTINE: That's true.
SAMUELS: You know, I'm just not the vacation type.
(just then a commotion breaks out in the Squad room as Isbecki comes in)
[Detectives' Squad room]
ISBECKI: Hey, Lacey, did you hear the good news?
MARY BETH: (clutching a pile of files) Sergeant Coleman made an announcement. (shaking Isbecki's hand) Congratulations.
ISBECKI: What can I say? Griffin thought he'd got the best of us. He gave us the slip, but he didn't know who he was up against.
MARY BETH: I'm sure he didn't. (as she tries to escape) It's a good collar, Victor.
ISBECKI: (backing in front of Mary Beth) Oh, you should have seen his face when I read him his rights. He turned green. He knew he was going away for a long time.
MARY BETH: (making another attempt to escape) It's exactly what he deserves.
ISBECKI: Let me tell you what else. The simple part of it, it's a grounder.
PETRIE: We've got an eyewitness who swears he saw Griffin shoot Price.
NEWMAN: So we used that to make a deal with Griffin and we move up to the big fish.
ISBECKI: (to the assembled crowd) Hey, what do you mean 'We'? Who made the collar anyway!
(Mary Beth escapes)
PETRIE: Who backed you up?
ISBECKI: Hey, guys, this is my ticket to Detective, First-grade. ...And it's only the beginning. Oh, I love the sound of it. ...Captain Isbecki.
NEWMAN: Wasn't that a Fifties TV show?
(the crowd bursts out laughing. Chris strides out of Samuels' office)
CHRISTINE: (shaking his hand) Isbecki. Great collar. Congratulations.
(Samuels, with his case, walks behind the crowd)
ISBECKI: I do have my moments, don't I? Hey, I'd be glad to save you some clippings for your scrapbook.
CHRISTINE: (to the crowd) Oh, why don't all we take up a collection Get the guy a press agent.
(the crowd laughs again)
ISBECKI: He, hey, Cagney, with a face like this who needs an agent?
CHRISTINE: You're more than just a pretty face, Victor.
(Mary Beth comes back and as Samuels goes out through the door she fails to wish him well)
ISBECKI: Yeah, and I got a world-class body too.
CHRISTINE: You need it. Relax. (more laughter) Good collar.
(as the crowd breaks up, Chris walks back and looks at the office and smiles. Just then behind her an overhead steam pipe springs a leak)
CHRISTINE: Robinson, get a plumber here!
(later a detective comes in leading a perp who is ranting Shakespeare and puts him in the holding cell. Plumbers are bringing new pipes in)
COLEMAN: Kazak's in court all day tomorrow. So is Elison. That's gonna leave us short if the Sedelski raid gets the green light.
CHRISTINE: Oh, put Newman on it. He can work with Pappas and Aspromante.
COLEMAN: Pappas thinks that Newman's a hard man.
CHRISTINE: Don't worry. He can goof Pappas a little.
COLEMAN: I like the way you think, Sergeant.
CHRISTINE: What else do we have?
COLEMAN: A couple of details. Webb and Petrie both put in vacation requests. If you approve them initial both copies.
[Detectives' Squad room]
('Shakespeare' is still ranting)
PETRIE: Claudia's favourite niece. She'd rather like us to fly to Tampa for the wedding.
MARY BETH: Florida's so pretty this time of the year.
PETRIE: (about 'Shakespeare's ranting) He can say that again.
MARY BETH: He probably will.
CHRISTINE: (into phone) Oh, right. ...The Sergeant's got the details? (Coleman nods) ...I'll remember that. ...Oh, thank you. I'll remember that. ...Bye.
(Chris and Coleman give each other a friendly wave as he turns to go)
COLEMAN: (to Mary Beth as she gets to the door) If your partner spends another day in the job she'll soon be on Major Cases.
(Mary Beth knocks on the open door)
CHRISTINE: (cheerily) Yes, Detective, come on in.
(Mary Beth closes the door and the duo does a quick 'Wey hey')
MARY BETH: Sergeant Coleman says you're enjoying it.
CHRISTINE: Mary Beth, I'm beginning to love this job.
MARY BETH: You're looking right at home behind that desk.
CHRISTINE: I'd better do. I'll be living here for two weeks. What have you got? The Griffin record?
MARY BETH: Yeah. I ran it through the computer as soon as I came in.
CHRISTINE: Looks like fun.
MARY BETH: It's a big guy they caught. You should see my new partner!
[Precinct House front desk]
(Corassa comes in being led by a perp in a gorilla suit followed by Steiger, a bail bondsman)
STEIGER: No kidding. He really tried to climb a building on Fifth Avenue?
CORASSA: Would I lie to you, Steiger?
STEIGER: What are you gonna book him for?
CORASSA: Nothing. He thinks he's King Kong. He says he climbed the Belden Ball.
STEIGER: I get it. He...
CORASSA: FAO Schwarz
ISBECKI: I think he writes the byline.
CORASSA: You would. (to the perp) Come on.
KNELMAN: (coming in) Isbecki, right?
ISBECKI: Yeah. ...Oh, sir.
KNELMAN: You did a nice job nailing Teddy Griffin. Very slick.
ISBECKI: Thank you. I thought so too.
[Detectives' Squad room]
(Corassa is trying to put the perp in the holding cell)
COLEMAN: (coming up to Steiger) You can't have a run of the whole Precinct. I thought I told you to stay in the front desk room.
STEIGER: I've got an appointment here to see my client.
(as Corassa gets the cell door open the perp makes a break for it)
(running over desks the perp eventually gets up on a windowsill and starts throwing papers around. There is general mayhem with the occupants of the holding cell enjoying the embarrassing scene)
KNELMAN: (coming in) What the hell!
(a plumber is up on a stepladder fixing the leak. As the perp makes another break for it he knocks the stepladder over and Newman pushes Mary Beth into the arms of Petrie to save her from being hit by it)
MARY BETH: Thank you, Marcus. Nice timing, Newman. (to the plumber) Are you all right, sir?
KNELMAN: (rushing over) Come on! Clear this away! (to Mary Beth) Are you all right?
MARY BETH: Yes sir, I think so.
KNELMAN: Sit down, Detective.
CHRISTINE: (rushing out of the office, concerned) Mary Beth! What happened?
MARY BETH: Nothing.
KNELMAN: You are in charge here, Sergeant. It's your job to know.
CHRISTINE: Inspector Knelman, I...
KNELMAN: I wanna see you in Lieutenant Samuels' office! Now.
(the door is open)
KNELMAN: There is no excuse for what happened out there. I don't care how busy you were, you should have been on top of it. And what the hell is a woman that pregnant doing in a Squad room. (as Chris closes the door) I wanna her out of here today!
[Precinct House yard]
(the duo comes out)
MARY BETH: Nothing happened, Chris. I'm not hurt. I get pushed around more every day in the subway.
CHRISTINE: Yeah, well, Knelman doesn't care. He's afraid of a lawsuit. ...He wants you on maternity leave, Mary Beth. Sorry.
MARY BETH: Regulations say I'm entitled to work as long as it's OK with my doctor.
CHRISTINE: And the Department. Knelman says in this case, he is the Department. He can override regulations in the interest of, quote, Detective Lacey's safety and well-being. Unquote.
MARY BETH: My well-being! That's a laugh. Knelman quoting Knelman. 'Pregnancy is not a good image for one of his detectives'. My well-being. Huh. It's not fair, Christine. I'm doing my job.
CHRISTINE: I told him that. I told him the patterns you discovered in the felony. It was like talking to a wall.
MARY BETH: Thanks for trying.
CHRISTINE: It's just happening a few weeks early. Treat it as a vacation.
MARY BETH: I don't wanna a vacation. I'm not due for a vacation! I hate taking money for nothing.
CHRISTINE: Well, it's not nothing, Mary Beth. When you had the boys, there wasn't any maternity leave. You had to just take time off without pay. Do you remember?
MARY BETH: Yes.
CHRISTINE: The men officers outvoted the women, what, thirty-to-one? We fought the Department. We fought the Union and we won. We got the benefits that we deserved. ...So take the winnings, Mary Beth. (Mary Beth half smiles) Look, I know Knelman's being a pig. Look at the good part. It'd probably be better for the baby if you were home. You'd be able to keep up with the housework. You'd even be able to do your Christmas shopping early. The whole squad knows you're a good cop, Mary Beth. This isn't gonna change it.
MARY BETH: I'm gonna work out the rest of the shift. OK?
CHRISTINE: (as Mary Beth goes back in) Mary Beth! He said 'No'. He wants you out. He wants you to clear your desk.
MARY BETH: I don't want anybody to mess with my desk. I want it exactly the same when I get back. (to two uniformed officers as they come out) What's the matter with you? Huh?! Don't you know how to close the door?!
[Detectives' Squad room]
(Mary Beth's desk is clear. Plumbers bring in new pipes)
CHRISTINE: (into phone) Charlie, it's just been a helluva day. I can't leave early. ...Yeah, all right, I'll try. I'll call you when I leave. OK? ...Bye. (selecting another phone) Coleman, where are those old files on Teddy Griffin? ...Yeah, today would be nice.
[Detectives' Squad room]
ISBECKI: (putting his coat on) Newman, the first round is on you.
NEWMAN: (putting his coat on) That's the reason to celebrate, (indicating Isbecki) right there.
ISBECKI: (looking back at Petrie) Oh, I made the collar of the year. I might even be talked into buying two rounds. Come on, Marcus, you don't have to do that now.
PETRIE: I'll be done in half an hour. I'll meet you at Flannery's.
NEWMAN: Don't be too long. He might decide to close his wallet and open his mouth.
ISBECKI: Keep talking, Newman, and you're buying.
CHRISTINE: (coming out of the office) Hey guys! It's so lonely around here without your smiling faces. What do you say you hang in here until you shift ends?
ISBECKI: Sorry. My fans are waiting for me down at Flannery's.
CHRISTINE: Gentlemen, I'd love to look the other way, but my watch says you've got twenty-three minutes left.
ISBECKI: Do you know who you're talking to?
NEWMAN: Come on, Sergeant, all you have to do is close your beautiful blue eyes and pretend you never saw us.
CHRISTINE: I've been trying to do that since you got here, Newman. (there is a minor hurrah from other detectives) I need three DD5s from you, Isbecki, and I need two from you, Newman.
ISBECKI: I'll tell you what, after my party I'll give you anything you want.
CHRISTINE: Isbecki! Get your tail back here!
ISBECKI: You know you're a junior around here, Cagney.
CHRISTINE: Sergeant Cagney.
ISBECKI: Hey, you're not pulling rank on me , are you, Serge?
CHRISTINE: That's exactly what I'm doing, Detective. You owe me some paperwork. Both of you. So get on it.
ISBECKI: Yes ...sir.
HARVEY: Meatloaf was terrific, babe, the best you ever made.
MARY BETH: I had all day to do it.
HARVEY: Honey, I know you wanted to keep on working.
MARY BETH: Well, mostly for Christine, Harve. You know, with the Lieutenant giving her all that responsibility, she needs somebody there who knows her.
HARVEY: She'll be fine. She said she couldn't wait for Samuels to leave.
MARY BETH: Yeah. What do you think, Harve, do you think I ought to fight this thing?
HARVEY: Aw, honey, I don't know.
MARY BETH: Knelman should not be allowed to get away with it. Maybe be I should go over his head or to the Union maybe, huh?
HARVEY: You know how those things are. It could take weeks. By then you'll be home anyway. Huh?
MARY BETH: (coming in from the kitchen) Yeah. ...Yeah, that's what Chris said. (giving him a kiss) I'll have to go along with it.
HARVEY: Mm. Oh, honey, I know you gotta lot of pride. I do too. I mean, I would hate it if it happened to me, I would. I just don't know if it's worth making yourself crazy. Huh? ...You remember what the doctor said when you got pregnant? It could be more risky now.
MARY BETH: He said I'd be OK as long as they keep on checking and make sure the cancer doesn't come back.
HARVEY: All I'm saying is, I'm glad you can take it easy now.
MARY BETH: Mm. (as they have a snog) There's one less thing. You know, we're gonna have to have more and more time together, until the baby is in the bedroom.
HARVEY: (looking at his watch) Honey, it's only seven-thirty.
MARY BETH: (taking his watch off) We will tell the children ...we're going to bed early, because I need my rest.
(they giggle as they go to the bedroom)
(Isbecki comes in, puts the DD5s deliberately down on the desk and goes out, closing the door with a bang. Chris thinks about it then looks at her watch and picks up the phone)
(Chris and Charlie come in)
CHARLIE: We could have gone to Flannery's. It wouldn't have bothered me.
CHRISTINE: Oh, I'm tired of Flannery's. (to the waiter showing them to a table) This looks fine.
CHARLIE: Hey, look, I'm under doctor's orders, but you don't have to handle me with kid gloves. I can watch other people drink.
CHRISTINE: Good. (to the waiter) Scotch.
CHARLIE: Diet soda. (to Chris) Well, how does it feel being one of the suits?
CHRISTINE: Some parts are great, ...some are not.
CHARLIE: Say, Chris, (reaching out and putting his hand on hers) I'm absolutely tickled pink about it. I never thought any kid of mine would be a head of a squad of detectives.
CHRISTINE: It's only temporary.
CHARLIE: Sure, sure. For now.
ISBECKI: Did you notice how she couldn't wait to crack the whip? I bet you Cagney planned it all day.
PETRIE: You're the one who tried to leave early, Victor.
ISBECKI: Yeah, but she sure took advantage of it.
PETRIE: Well, admit it, you have problems taking orders from a woman. You all do.
ISBECKI: You've gotta be kidding! I love women. Ask anybody in my little black book.
NEWMAN: Anybody who grew up with my mother and my four sisters had to become effeminate.
PETRIE: Right. That's why you mentioned Cagney's eyes.
NEWMAN: So I'm an effeminate to a nice guy.
PETRIE: That wasn't nice Newman, it was a come-on.
ISBECKI: I do not have a problem working for a woman. I think women can be very competent ...in certain jobs. Just as long as they don't have any power.
NEWMAN: I'm sure that some women would make terrific Commanders.
CORASSA: Women when they're not out of their full compass.
ISBECKI: I would work for a woman any day ...as long as they had their hormones under control.
PETRIE: (as the others laugh) Oh no!
CHARLIE: Tommy Lafferty called me today. He told me the Fourteenth collared little Teddy Griffin. That's not exactly bush rig, you know. He could make you look very good.
CHRISTINE: Isbecki thinks he's got a great case.
CHARLIE: He's gonna crack a hit man. But who knows, maybe you could turn him. The boys Downtown would notice that.
CHRISTINE: I'm not sure that Griffin's guilty, Pop. I'm just not convinced that he shot Conrad Price.
CHARLIE: What are you talking about?! You've got an eyewitness, right? And a hundred people who saw Griffin eating dinner with Price.
CHRISTINE: That's what's bothering me! Why was there a whole restaurant full of people sitting with Price when he was planning to hit Price right outside.
CHARLIE: Griffin is a contract killer! He's got the man that people don't like and a second later he is dead! Now, who the hell else could have done it?!
CHRISTINE: Griffin says he was walking towards his car after leaving Price. He heard the gunshot a few feet away and said he turned around and there was a large man wearing a ski mask going away from the body. Griffin says he thinks the man had a gun.
CHARLIE: Oh, you didn't fall for that garbage, did you? Now Griffin's got about nine, ten histories, and he's smart enough to learn to lie to save his neck.
CHRISTINE: Yes, that's the thing! He's so good at covering his tracks, he's never made a mistake. Now why would he mess up this one?
CHARLIE: I don't know. But I do know that putting Griffin away is a public service. Now you listen to me, Chris, you go around claiming that Griffin is innocent, you're not going to do your self any favours.
(David Keeler is in bed with Chris. He switches off the alarm)
CHRISTINE: Sorry. I didn't mean it by buying you one of those.
DAVID KEELER: It isn't that. It's a great way to get up.
DAVID KEELER: You're nice, you know.
CHRISTINE: Don't tempt me.
DAVID KEELER: Just say the magic word.
CHRISTINE: I'm glad you called last night.
DAVID KEELER: Me too. I wasn't expecting an invitation to come over.
CHRISTINE: I know. That makes it better.
(they kiss again)
DAVID KEELER: Last night was terrific. I'll be in LA almost two weeks.
CHRISTINE: I'd love to. But the boss can't be late. ...And I'm the boss! Ha, ha, ha. (getting up) Bye.
DAVID KEELER: I always seem to fall for women that get out of bed before eight.
CHRISTINE: (going out) I was the one who didn't want to get out of bed.
(David turns on a TV with a remote control)
TV NEWSREADER: (on TV) ...and Griffin was apprehended in Brooklyn yesterday after a high-speed chase. (Chris comes back in) On Tuesday Channel Three's Samuel Friedman talked with Robert Salinas who witnessed the shooting.
TV REPORTER: (on TV Salinas who is a commissionaire) You witnessed the shooting.
SALINAS: (on TV) Oh yeah, man, I'm the guy who saw it happen, man. I saw the guy run right by me.
TV REPORTER: (on TV) You heard the shots.
SALINAS: (on TV) Well, there was one shot, you know, and...
TV REPORTER: (on TV) There was only one shot?
SALINAS: (on TV) That's what I heard and then the guy came running out and he was tall.
TV REPORTER: (on TV) Did you see the gun?
SALINAS: (on TV) No, no, I didn't see the gun. He probably threw it away. It sounded like a forty-five, you know. I'm mad about guns. My brother, Puyol, you know, he had a go one time on the firing range. (looking at the TV monitor) Say, is this going out into the Tri-State area, man?
[Precinct House front desk]
(Chris comes in. Josie, the bag lady is there)
JOSIE: Oh, good morning to you, Sergeant Cagney.
CHRISTINE: (striding past) Yeah.
[Detectives' Squad room]
(a group of detectives is standing round with the morning papers)
CHRISTINE: (pointing to the paper) What the hell is this?!
ISBECKI: Great piece, huh?
CHRISTINE: Oh, it's terrific.
ISBECKI: Well, Cal Davis wanted an exclusive on Griffin, so I gave it to him.
CHRISTINE: Without clearing it through me?!
ISBECKI: How about I... I forgot about that, Sergeant.
(the group laughs)
CHRISTINE: Too bad! This will be in your folder with a reprimand!
ISBECKI: What's the big deal about?
CHRISTINE: You go to the Press and talk to them in full detail about an ongoing investigation, and you shoot your fat mouth off about this great eyewitness of yours!
ISBECKI: Salinas. He's money in the bank.
CHRISTINE: Oh, really? Did you see this morning's news? (to the group) Did any of you see the news this morning? Well, Isbecki's eyewitness was on it. There isn't a jury in the world who would believe him.
ISBECKI: You're crazy.
CHRISTINE: A two year-old could have seen through the interview, Isbecki! Salinas is no eyewitness. His story was all over the place! The reporter was telling him what he saw! Griffin's attorney will take three seconds to tear him apart.
ISBECKI: Cagney, this is my case. Don't try knuckling in to impress the Department.
CHRISTINE: And I can bring you up for insubordination, Detective.
(Isbecki walks off and the group breaks up)
CHRISTINE: (going over to Isbecki) I want you and Petrie to check into other angles. When did you talk to Price's widow?
PETRIE: She hasn't returned our call.
CHRISTINE: What about the ME's report? What's in it?
PETRIE: We haven't got it yet. There is some flu bug going around the ME's Office. What do you want me to do?
CHRISTINE: To lean on them, Petrie.
PETRIE: This isn't our only case, Sergeant.
ISBECKI: (shouting) Look! We arrested a suspect, positively identified as running away from the body. A known killer with a good motive. We nailed him within forty-eight hours, right by the book. Now no further investigation is necessary. Griffin stinks. (more quietly and coming right up to her) So why don't you just take it easy, Cagney. Go find yourself a new boyfriend. Maybe he'll put you in a better mood against Victor.
CHRISTINE: (quietly and deliberately) I'm telling you I want you to continue investigating, Detective.
ISBECKI: What is it? Your time of the month or something.
CHRISTINE: (looking Isbecki straight in the face and standing right in front of him) Newman and Corassa! As of today you will take over the Price homicide. Make sure these two give you all the papers.
(she bumps him with her shoulder as she goes past towards the office. Petrie and Isbecki look at one another. The office door slams. Later Chris has record flies, photos, etc. pinned to a corkboard and is summing up with the detectives gathered round)
CHRISTINE: OK. Let's play it back. Here we have Conrad Price ...and his widow. His widow is a good twenty years younger than he is. Sheila Price did not seem particularly grief-stricken when questioned ...and not particularly cooperative. Upon leaving, her masseur arrived.
(Chris points to a photo of a handsome young man with 'TRICEPS' on his T-shirt)
NEWMAN: One Terry Donohue. We haven't questioned him.
CHRISTINE: Fine. Then maybe you'll find out if she has a standing appointment with this guy.
NEWMAN: He hasn't missed since her husband was killed. She claims she needs the treatment for stress.
CHRISTINE: If you ask me, it should relieve her stress rather nicely.
(the assembled detectives laugh)
CHRISTINE: (to Corassa) So what's the history on the marriage?
CORASSA: Oh. Second marriage for both parties. Price was a widower. No kids. Big bucks.
NEWMAN: He met Sheila Lundsford on Saint Croix five years ago. Married her three months later. The marriage looks pretty solid since.
CHRISTINE: On the outside. (pointing to a bejewelled Sheila in a photo) Is Price as rich as she looks?
NEWMAN: Probably richer. The widow wouldn't give us any details on the will but I'd give good odds she's chief beneficiary of it.
CHRISTINE: (to Corassa) OK. Find it out. How much did she know about her husband's business?
CORASSA: Not much if you believe her. She had no idea who Teddy Griffin was, or why he was having dinner with her husband that night.
COLEMAN: (coming up) Cagney, I've got a message for ya.
CHRISTINE: Yeah. Wait a minute. Wait a minute, Coleman. (going back to the corkboard) But it's possible if Sheila Price knew that Griffin was a hit man that she and Donohue set him up to take the fall. Anything unusual in the autopsy.
NEWMAN: (she takes the report from Newman) No, except that Price had lousy coronary arteries. Whoever killed him probably didn't have to bother.
CHRISTINE: Ah, wait a minute, Coleman. Look at this. 'Traces of fibre recently acquired found under the fingernails of both hands of the victim'.
NEWMAN: Where does it say that?
CHRISTINE: In the margin. There's a note right here, Newman. If they didn't sent a sample of the fibres over to Forensics, get it now. I wanna find out what it is.
CORASSA: Kind of a long shot isn't it, Sergeant?
CHRISTINE: It says 'recently acquired', Corassa! Price was shot at at very close range. He could have grabbed on to anything the killer was wearing.
NEWMAN: I'll send it to the lab to get an answer.
COLEMAN: Cagney, I think you should pay attention to this.
CHRISTINE: Coleman, what is it?
COLEMAN: It's more like, Who is it?'.
(Knelman is standing there. He points to the office and strides in there)
COLEMAN: I tried to warn you he was on his way.
KNELMAN: (the Squad room can here him shout) What the hell is going on around here?! I'm waiting for the paperwork on Griffin and you're off playing games with your detectives. Tell me something, Cagney, are you intentionally trying to blow this case? Or are you just that stupid?!
CHRISTINE: (staring at him) Inspector, I...
KNELMAN: The arrest was made! We finally got Griffin with his back against the wall and you're screwing it up.
CHRISTINE: Griffin may not be guilty, Inspector. The eyewitness is not reliable.
KNELMAN: Why don't you let the DA worry about that? You have other responsibility. (the Squad room can still hear) You're no longer a detective. You're running the Squad now, Sergeant. You'd better learn where your priorities are.
CHRISTINE: Yes, Inspector.
KNELMAN: How you do your job reflects on me. And you're not gonna make me look bad. You got that, Cagney? (she says nothing and continues to stare at him) I was glad to hear it when you made sergeant. We had our differences about Hennessy, but I always thought you were a good, smart cop. I mean, I'm all for the right women making it to the top. I thought you had what it takes ...but I could be wrong. (as he leaves) I'm warning you, Cagney, get your act together. Three strikes and you're out.
(Knelman strides out. Chris closes the office door. The detectives get back to work. Newman goes towards the office)
(Newman knocks and comes in)
CHRISTINE: Yes. What is it?
NEWMAN: Nothing special. (sitting on the desk) I just thought I'd see how you were.
NEWMAN: That's what they all say.
CHRISTINE: I'm not in the mood for a stand up routine, Newman.
NEWMAN: I'm sitting down.
CHRISTINE: Don't push it. OK?
NEWMAN: Look, we've all been working hard lately. Why don't I buy you a drink tonight. Maybe a couple.
CHRISTINE: I'm sorry. What?
NEWMAN: You may not be aware of this but I know more dirty limericks than any other living human. I'm trying to come up with one about Knelman.
CHRISTINE: I've got a lot of work to do, Newman.
NEWMAN: I can also listen, ...if you have anything you wanna talk about.
CHRISTINE: Some other time.
NEWMAN: Sure. I'll see you around the Squad room, Serge.
(as Newman goes out, Petrie comes in)
PETRIE: Excuse me. Coleman says you haven't approved my vacation request yet and Claudia's niece called again last night. She needs to know as soon as possible.
CHRISTINE: (handing him the request) I initialled it this morning.
PETRIE: Oh. Thank you.
CHRISTINE: (as he is going out of the door) Petrie! I'm sorry about what happened on the Price case. I know you were an innocent bystander and you can't be responsible for your partner's attitude.
PETRIE: (closing the door) Look, Victor was way out of line. But you were wrong to take the case away from us in front of the whole Squad.
CHRISTINE: It's not down to you, Detective.
PETRIE: I know you're ambitious, and I can understand because I'm ambitious too. But now ...you're on something of a power trip.
CHRISTINE: I want you to stop right there, Petrie!
PETRIE: No!! Go ahead. Discipline me, but I have to say this. You're over the top, ...Sergeant. If you don't see it, the rest of us do.
CHRISTINE: Maybe what you see, Petrie, is that I passed the Sergeant's Exam higher than you did and I'm sitting at this desk and you're not!
PETRIE: You didn't hear a word I said.
(he goes out. She sits wondering for some time, then looks at her watch and picks up the phone. There is no reply. She comes out of the office and goes out of the squad room)
(she comes in and stands thinking)
(Mary Beth is sitting cross-legged, meditating. There is a knock at the door)
MARY BETH: Yeah. ...Oh, hey, Christine!
MARY BETH: How ya doing.
CHRISTINE: I'm terrific, Mary Beth. I'm sorry I came by so early.
MARY BETH: No. no, I've been up almost an hour. Harvey had to leave by six-thirty.
CHRISTINE: I've been sitting in the car all night staking out Tommy Price's wife.
MARY BETH: Oh you must be starved. Let me make you some breakfast.
CHRISTINE: No!! That's not necessary.
MARY BETH: I made some sausage and pepper sandwiches for Harvey. I've got green peppers left.
CHRISTINE: No! No. Listen. I think Teddy Griffin's telling the truth. Somebody else killed Price. His widow is sleeping with a kid named Terry Donohue. He parked his car round the corner last night and he didn't leave until six o'clock this morning.
MARY BETH: (as she makes Chris a coffee) How about pancakes. I'll make enough for the boys.
CHRISTINE: (walking up and down) He fits Griffin's description of the killer. I'm sure of that. His sweet widow, Sheila Price, she's picking up a million bucks up off the estate. I know that you're gonna tell me that all other the evidence is circumstantial, but it's cumulative, Mary Beth!
MARY BETH: (handing her the coffee) Why don't you sit down, huh?
CHRISTINE: Oh, thanks. ...What I need is a link between Donohue and Price besides the wife. Now the ME's report says there were fibres found under Price's fingernails. ...Probably picked up from the killer. So what I need is to connect that with Donohue and then I can get him and the wife. Then all I've gotta worry about is Knelman.
MARY BETH: (as Chris gulps the coffee) How much coffee have you had in the last twelve hours? Sit down and relax a minute.
MARY BETH: How's everything down at the Squad room?
CHRISTINE: Mary Beth, I need some feedback here!
MARY BETH: How's Charlie doing? Do you pick out his Christmas present yet?
CHRISTINE: No. No. Everything's gone out of my mind because of this case which I'm trying to talk to you about.
MARY BETH: I thought this was Isbecki's case. His big deal collar.
CHRISTINE: I took Isbecki off the case. I reassigned it to er, Newman and Corassa. ...Isbecki was insubordinate! (Chris gets up) He's lucky I didn't charge him actually. He got stubborn and started shooting his mouth off at me!
ISBECKI: So what else is new? Ha, ha, ha.
MARY BETH: What is that supposed to mean? That I'm the bad guy because I beat up on poor Victor?
MARY BETH: No, Chris, I didn't say that.
CHRISTINE: I had every right to take him off the case! I could have done a lot more to him too. I don't want anybody else trying to tell me how to run the Precinct.
MARY BETH: Chris, I understand how you feel.
CHRISTINE: The hell you do!!! You weren't there!!
MARY BETH: I didn't have a choice. I was sent home. Remember?
CHRISTINE: You did have a choice! You had a choice about getting pregnant! ...It's not like it was an accident.
MARY BETH: That's my business, Chris.
CHRISTINE: It becomes my business when I lose a partner! You know you never even talked to me! I had to hear it from everybody else!
MARY BETH: (standing up) Christine, I'm having a baby. I'm on leave. Maternity leave. I'm not retiring.
CHRISTINE: Yeah, well, you were thinking of retiring last year.
MARY BETH: That was last year.
CHRISTINE: Fine. (going to pick up her coat) I'm glad to hear that you're no longer thinking of retiring. I better go, Mary Beth.
MARY BETH: (talking to her stomach after Chris has left) I am not retiring.
[Detectives' Squad room]
NEWMAN: (as Chris comes in) Sergeant! We've got what you wanted on the Price homicide. We got an answer out of the lab and you won't believe what was under Price's fingernails.
CHRISTINE: Try me.
NEWMAN: Ostrich leather. Forensics thinks it might have come from a jacket.
CHRISTINE: Ostrich leather can't be made up, Newman.
NEWMAN: Not normally. According to my sources ostrich leather is rare and expensive and only a few places carry the stuff on the Island. A jacket can cost a couple of grand.
CHRISTINE: Sheila Price could afford it.
NEWMAN: Exactly what I was thinking.
CORASSA: There's more good news. His landlord says the boyfriend's in the hospital. A hernia operation. So now he's not be around for a couple of days.
CHRISTINE: Oh, too bad. OK. Petrie and Isbecki, I want you to help Newman and Corassa to check retail outlets for ostrich leather. (as she goes to the office) Oh, Newman, apply for a warrant for us in order to check out Donohue's apartment, and his locker at his health club.
ISBECKI: (after Chris) If he had a jacket like that he probably threw it away.
NEWMAN: I met the guy. He's not the type to throw away a two thousand dollar jacket.
ISBECKI: Sergeant, I think this is a waste of time.
CHRISTINE: Nobody asked you, Isbecki.
PETRIE: I thought we were off the case.
CHRISTINE: You are assisting Newman and Corassa.
(they get to it)
(in the evening Coleman, in his civilian clothes, is laying out a takeaway meal on the desk. Chris comes in)
CHRISTINE: Coleman, what are you doing here?! It's after seven o'clo...
(she spots the meal)
COLEMAN: Yeah, I was gonna meet Shirley and take in a show, so I went to the deli for a bite. Had some time so I came over here. I bet you ten bucks you haven't had lunch yet.
CHRISTINE: No bet.
COLEMAN: Well, we got your chicken salad for protein. We got your rye bread for energy. Sliced tomatoes for vitamin C. Cole slaw with carrots for your eyes. ...And a pickle.
CHRISTINE: What's the pickle for?
COLEMAN: Fun, Cagney. Do you remember fun?
CHRISTINE: Vaguely. How much do I owe ya?
COLEMAN: Hey, it's on the house. We Sergeants have gotta take care of one another.
CHRISTINE: Thank you, Coleman.
COLEMAN: Enjoy. ...I always wondered what it would be like sitting in here.
ISBECKI: (charging in) Sergeant, we got a big deal on the leather jacket. Only three places carry them. Nobody sold one like Mrs. Price's, not even in the last week. We didn't find anything in his apartment, or in his locker.
CHRISTINE: Where's Newman?
ISBECKI: Chasing a long shot. My shift is over and I am out of here.
(when Isbecki has left, Coleman closes the door)
COLEMAN: You know, when I first took over the desk, that was the hardest part.
COLEMAN: You're not one of the guys any more.
[Detectives' Squad room]
(Newman come in and signs out. He sees Chris coming out the office on her way out)
NEWMAN: I hate to give up, but I think the jacket's a dead end. There's nowhere else to look.
CHRISTINE: OK. Well then, go home. Come back to it tomorrow. Thanks.
CHRISTINE: Good night. (pausing by the corkboard) Hey, Newman.
CHRISTINE: Do you think that Donohue could be working at more than one health club?
NEWMAN: I checked. The receptionist at The Body Beautiful health club says it's a rule. He sees their clients only.
CHRISTINE: Thanks. ...Night, Newman.
NEWMAN: Good night.
(Chris looks at photo of Donohue in his T-shirt)
(Chris is outside TRICEPS. The sign says 'Body Building workouts, men only'. She goes down into the basement premises)
(men are working out with weights etc.)
RECEPTIONIST: No women allowed in here.
CHRISTINE: (showing her shield) I'm Sergeant Cagney, Fourteenth Squad. (as the men crowd round) I'd liked to ask you some questions about one of your members. Terry Donohue. Do you know him?
RECEPTIONIST: Yeah. He's bad news. If he's in trouble I'd love to help you out.
(the receptionist opens a locker and hands Chris a leather jacket. She nods)
(in their nightclothes, Mary Beth is sitting on the settee with her feet up. Harvey is asleep with his head on a pillow on Mary Beth's lap)
MARY BETH: Honey, it's over. ...Come on.
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HARVEY: I always forget the end of that.
MARY BETH: (as they go into the kitchen) You always fall asleep, sweetheart.
(there is a knock at the door)
HARVEY: (looking through the peephole) Chris! (letting her in) Hi ya, Chris.
CHRISTINE: Hi, Harve. I hope it's not too late.
HARVEY: Oh, we're still up. ...But I'm on my way to bed. Good night.
CHRISTINE: Good night, Harvey. (after the duo has looked at one another for a while) Mary Beth, I came to tell you I'm sorry about this morning. I lost my temper. And your personal life is none of my business.
MARY BETH: Yeah, well, you got that right. That's my family, Christine, not my job.
CHRISTINE: Oh, I was out of line. And I am happy for you, Mary Beth, about the baby. And I'm sorry. I hope it didn't sound like it.
MARY BETH: You know what's funny about babies? When they're inside you, you feel different about each one. Harvey Jr. was like er, a mystery. Like a surprise packet I couldn't wait to open. ...And Michael... Yeah, Michael, ...sort of kind of like an old friend. Well, with this one here, I feel peace. Like everything's gonna be all right. I don't know why. But he's somebody that I'm supposed to make a safe place for. ...And he makes me feel safe. ...Like I'm gonna be around for a long time.
CHRISTINE: You don't have to explain to me.
MARY BETH: What?! I'm talking about babies!
MARY BETH: Do you wanna glass of milk or something?
CHRISTINE: Got a Scotch?
MARY BETH: Oh! Sure. (picking up a bottle and two glasses) How's that?
CHRISTINE: (taking the bottle and a glass) Oh, thanks.
MARY BETH: How's the case going?
CHRISTINE: Er, I broke it tonight. Griffin is not guilty. And er, I was right and everybody else was wrong. We're gonna bring Donohue in tomorrow.
MARY BETH: Fast work. Congratulations
CHRISTINE: (shaking Mary Beth's proffered hand) Oh, thanks. I feel like hell. ...This job is hard enough for a man, Mary Beth. When they give it to a woman, it makes it almost impossible. ...Maybe I'm just not cut out for it. Well, maybe I'll just have to settle with being a great detective.
MARY BETH: Now you listen to me, Christine. You are a great detective and you don't have to settle for anything. You're gonna be very good at running the Squad. It takes time, that's all. You've got to get used to it still.
CHRISTINE: Yeah? You tell that to Knelman.
MARY BETH: Knelman!! What does Knelman know? He still thinks a pregnant woman is an eyesore that should be kept hidden in the house. ...Knelman. You're better than he is, Christine. You're smarter than he is. You've got more nerves than he does. ...And you'll be better with people too, ...with a little more practice. ...You can go as high as you want to in the Department, Christine. And you'll be doing it for all of us. ...Make up for the Knelmans.
(Mary Beth offers her glass of milk. Chris chinks it with her Scotch)
CHRISTINE: Thanks. ...You know if I give the Price case back to Isbecki, he probably wouldn't even be grateful.
MARY BETH: Huh?
CHRISTINE: If I let Isbecki share the collar with Newman and Corassa, I bet he wouldn't even thank me!
MARY BETH: Well, Victor's manners are not the best, that's true.
CHRISTINE: Manners! You should have heard him in the Squad room! He was rude. He was obnoxious. He got everything he deserved.
MARY BETH: I'm sure he did.
CHRISTINE: Can I use your phone.
MARY BETH: Go ahead. (as Chris dials) Do you know how late it is?
CHRISTINE: (into phone) Hello, Victor. I just knew you'd be up.
(Mary Beth hands Chris her glass of Scotch)