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HOMICIDE
LIFE EVERLASTING
 
 
 
 

Written by
James Yoshimura
Eric Overmyer
Tom Fontana



















EXECUTIVE PRODUCERS                                                                    FINAL DRAFT
Barry Levinson                                                                                          October 22, 1999
Ton Fontana
Jim Finnerty                                                                                               Rev. 11/8 blue
                                                                                                                  Rev. 11/15 pink
CO-EXECUTIVE PRODUCER
Eric Overmyer

DIRECTOR
Jean De Segonzac

LIST OF REVISED PAGES


Revision Date Pages in revision
BLUE 8 November 99 Full Script
PINK 15 November 99 Full Script

 

PLEASE NOTE:

The action for ďHOMICIDE: Life EverlastingĒ takes place over the course of one Day, ending that
Night.

All wardrobe, props, etc., should reflect the weather conditions of the Fall in Baltimore.

The following shots of ďThe BoardĒ should be scheduled:

                     ďHARDWICKEĒ       in      RED
                     ďHARDWICKEĒ       in      BLACK
                     ďRYLANDĒ               in      RED
                     ďRYLANDĒ               in      BLUE

These names are to be written under Lewisí name.

                     ďGIARDELLOĒ         in      BLACK

This name is to be written under Hallís name.

The following CHARACTER NAMES have been changed:

OFFICER FRANK KEANE          to          OFFICER JEFF WESTBY
DOCTOR SUNIL MEHTA            to          DOCTOR ROBERT WILLIAMS
NEWS ANCHOR                          to          DINA NAPOLI
UNIFORM                                     to          OFFICER JAY SALERNO

CAST

BEAU FELTON...............................................................................................................Daniel Baldwin
STANLEY BOLANDER..................................................................................................Ned Beatty
JOHN MUNCH...............................................................................................................Richard Belzer
FRANK PEMBLETON....................................................................................................Andre Braugher
MIKE KELLERMAN.......................................................................................................Reed Diamond
MIKE GIARDELLO.........................................................................................................Giancarlo Esposito
JULIANNA COX.............................................................................................................Michelle Forbes
STUART GHARTY..........................................................................................................Peter Gerety
MEGAN RUSSERT..........................................................................................................Isabella Hofmann
ED DANVERS..................................................................................................................Zeljko Ivanek
MELDRICK LEWIS.........................................................................................................Clark Johnson
AL GIARDELLO..............................................................................................................Yaphet Kotto
KAY HOWARD...............................................................................................................Melissa Leo
TERRI STIVERS...............................................................................................................Toni Lewis
RENE SHEPPARD...........................................................................................................Michael Michele
J.H. BRODIE.....................................................................................................................Max Perlich
STEVE CROSETTI...........................................................................................................Jon Polito
TIM BAYLISS..................................................................................................................Kyle Secor
PAUL FALSONE..............................................................................................................Jon Seda
LAURA BALLARD..........................................................................................................Callie Thorne

COLONEL GEORGE BARNFATHER............................................................................Clayton LeBouef
CAPTAIN ROGER GAFFNEY........................................................................................Walt MacPherson
DOCTOR GEORGE GRISCOM......................................................................................Austin Pendleton
DETECTIVE ROBERT HALL..........................................................................................Jason Priestly
QRT LIEUTENANT JASPER..........................................................................................Gary DíAddario

DOCTOR LAUSANNE...................................................................................................Herb Levinson
NAOMI............................................................................................................................Sharon Ziman
OFFICER JAY SALERNO..............................................................................................Jay Spadaro
DOCTOR SCHEINER.....................................................................................................Ralph Tabakin
OFFICER JEFF WESTBY...............................................................................................Granville Adams

ERIC THOMAS JAMES..................................................................................................Eamonn Walker
HOMELESS MAN...........................................................................................................Lanny Flaherty

DAWN DANIELS............................................................................................................Rhonda Overby
SHIRLEY DESASSY.......................................................................................................Elizabeth Berman
DOCTOR ELI DEVILBISS..............................................................................................Sean Whitesell
DOCTOR VICTOR EHRLICH........................................................................................Ed Begley Jr.
ROBERT GESSNER........................................................................................................
ROSINA GIARDELLO....................................................................................................Irma St.Paule
RICHARD GILROY.........................................................................................................John Badila
CARDINAL KEELER......................................................................................................As Himself
JOHN KOMEN...............................................................................................................Craig Wallace
HELEN LUCAITIS..........................................................................................................As Herself
BILLIE LOU MCCOY.....................................................................................................Ellen McElduff

KARL MILLER................................................................................................................Paul West
DINA NAPOLI................................................................................................................As Herself
ROBBIE ROBERTS.........................................................................................................Phillip Reid
NATHANIEL STEIGLER................................................................................................Mark Joy
BERNIE WEEKS............................................................................................................ Reg E. Cathey
DOCTOR ROBERT WILLIAMS.....................................................................................David Copeland Goodman

NEWS MANAGER.........................................................................................................Gradley Thoennes
NURSE............................................................................................................................Susan Lynn Ross
OLD WOMAN................................................................................................................Leeana Saunders
O.R. NURSE....................................................................................................................Adetoro Makinde
SKINHEAD.....................................................................................................................Matt Oney
WITNESS #1...................................................................................................................Richard DeAngelis
WITNESS #2...................................................................................................................Jarvis W. George

SETS

EXTERIORS                                                                                                               INTERIORS
African Revival                                                                                                                  African Revival
    Movement Building                                                                                                             Movement Building
Alley                                                                                                                                  Bolander Home
Baltimore                                                                                                                                   Kitchen
Canton Street                                                                                                                    Church Home & Hospital
Charles Street                                                                                                                            Chapel
Church Home & Hospital                                                                                                           Emergency Room
        Emergency Room                                                                                                               ER Entrance
Gunpowder Falls                                                                                                                        Hallway
Inner Harbor                                                                                                                              ICU
        Ampitheatre                                                                                                                                Corridor
Jimmyís Restaurant                                                                                                                             Giardelloís Room
        Backdoor                                                                                                                           Nursesí Station
Little Italy                                                                                                                                   Operating Room #4
        Alley                                                                                                                                  Operating Room #5
        Bocce Ball Court                                                                                                                Waiting Room
        Playground                                                                                                                  Desassy Apartment
        Sidestreet
Perry Hall
        James Home                                                                                                                Homicide Unit
Police Headquarters                                                                                                                     Coffee Room
        Balcony                                                                                                                                Lieutenantís Office
        Roof                                                                                                                                     Interrogation Room #1
State Police Headquarters                                                                                                             Interrogation Room #2
Street                                                                                                                                            Observation Room
Thames Street                                                                                                                               Squad Room
WYAT                                                                                                                                James Home
                                                                                                                                                     Bedroom
                                                                                                                                                     Hallway
                                                                                                                                                     Kitchen
                                                                                                                                           Loyola College
                                                                                                                                                     Lecture Hall
                                                                                                                                           NYPD
                                                                                                                                                     Special Victimís Unit
                                                                                                                                           Pembletonís Toyota
                                                                                                                                           Police Headquarters
                                                                                                                                                     Garage
                                                                                                                                                      Lobby
                                                                                                                                                     Stairway
                                                                                                                                           Radio Station
                                                                                                                                                     Studio
                                                                                                                                                     Visiting Room
                                                                                                                                           Sandís Lounge
                                                                                                                                           State Police Headquarters
                                                                                                                                                     Screening Room
                                                                                                                                           Swimming Pool
                                                                                                                                           The Waterfront Restaurant
                                                                                                                                           WYAT
                                                                                                                                                     News Managerís Office
                                                                                                                                                     News Studio Set

ACT ONE

          FADE IN:

1        EXT.  BALTIMORE - DAY

          Establishing. Eight a.m.

2        EXT. INNER HARBOR - DAY

          TV REPORTERS with film CREWS clusterfuck the area.  BUSINESS
          EXECUTIVES grabbing coffee, MOTHERS with TODDLERS, SENIOR
          CITIZENS gawk, as a shiny Lincoln Town Car pulls up to curb.
          AL GIARDELLO exits the Car, followed by NATHANIEL STIEGLER,
          campaign manager.  Other AIDES exit a Ford Van.  The NEWS
          CREWS beeline for GIARDELLO as he heads for:

3         EXT. AMPITHEATRE/INNER HARBOR - DAY

          As GIARDELLO, STIEGLER, AIDES and NEWS CREWS approach, video
          floodlights flash on.  CU on GIARDELLO caught in the glare.
          A CROWD engulfs him.  Sings ďGiardello for MayorĒ flash into
          CAMERA.  A moment when GIARDELLO is jostled.  DAWN DANIELS,
          WYAT Reporter, followed by CAMERAMAN, shoves a mic at
          GIARDELLO.

DANIELS

                                                                        Howís it feel to be the favorite
                                                                        going into the last week of the
                                                                        campaign?

GIARDELLO

                                                                                 (smiling)
                                                                        It ainít over Ďtil itís over.

DANIELS

                                                                        The polls show you twelve points
                                                                        ahead of your opponent Robert Gessner.
                                                                        The fat lady has taken her curtain
                                                                        call, donít you think?

GIARDELLO

                                                                        I learned one lesson in all my years
                                                                        running the Homicide Unit: Never
                                                                        assume anything.

          A HOMELESS MAN, malevolent, red-rimmed eyes, pushes past
          DANIELS and grabs GIARDELLOís lapel.

HOMELESS MAN

                                                                        Gimme a dollar.  A dollar. For
                                                                        something to eat.

          GIARDELLO and HOMELESS MAN exchange a look.  GIARDELLO smiles,
          a flash of anxiety.  STEIGLER calls to AIDE.

STEIGLER

                                                                        Henry, take care of this.

          AIDE pulls HOMELESS MAN aside, as STIEGLER guides GIARDELLO
          toward a stage.  HOMELESS MAN mumbles a curse.  A UNIFORM
          shoves him further back into the CROWD.  A CHANT from the
          CROWD:  ďGiardello.  Giardello.  Giardello.Ē  DANIELS persists:

DANIELS

                                                                    Your recent statements that, if
                                                                    elected, youíd push to legalize drugs --
                                                                    Do you think this is the issue that
                                                                    has set your campaign apart from
                                                                    your rivals?

GIARDELLO

                                                                    I know this city.  I know what drugs
                                                                    have done to this city.  The murders
                                                                    and robberies and domestic problems.
                                                                    I believe that substance abuse is a
                                                                    health issue.  Like drinking and
                                                                    smoking.  Nicotine is more addictive
                                                                    than heroin or cocaine, but you donít
                                                                    see the Marlboro Man being sent to
                                                                    Jessup on a three-to-five.  I love
                                                                    this city.  I want this city to be whole again.

DANIELS

                                                                    But donít you --

GIARDELLO

                                                                                 (his slogan)
                                                                    Educate, donít legislate.

STIEGLER

                                                                    Thatís all for now.  Everyone please
                                                                    step back.

           DANIELS and CAMERAMAN step back as GIARDELLO ascends the
           stage, where Mayor KURT SCHMOKE and other famous BALTIMOREONS
           wait.  A huge CHEER from the CROWD as GIARDELLO steps to the
           microphone: ďWe Want Al, We Want Al, Heís Our Pal.  We Want
           Al.Ē  GIARDELLO tries to quiet the CROWD, but the CHEERING
           grows LOUDER.  Tons of FLASHBULBS from PRESS and AUDIENCE
           are going off.  As GIARDELLO smiles, a rapid dull REPEAT is
           alarmed.  A BUZZ of concern and confusion.  STIEGLER and the
           CELEBRITIES reflexively back away.  GIARDELLO watches UNIFORMS
           and PLAINCLOTHES push through the CROWD, which is charged
           with fear, curious, looking around.  Then, GIARDELLO slumps
           to his knees.  His white shirt fills red with his blood.
           STIEGLER and AIDES reach to support GIARDELLO, who looks out
           at the CROWD, confused, in pain.  He slumps forward.  On
           STIEGLER, cradling GIARDELLOíS head,

CUT TO:
4         EXT. STREET - DAY

          MELDRICK LEWIS and PAUL FALSONE pull up, exit Cavalier, walk
          down littered sidewalk in devastated neighborhood.

FALSONE

                                                                    Meldrick, Iíll be your partner, any
                                                                    time, any place -- when it comes to
                                                                    a crime.  But Iím not investing in
                                                                    your bar.  No way.

LEWIS

                                                                    Címon, you can see for yourself that
                                                                    The Waterfront is a money making
                                                                    operation, a veritable green machine.

FALSONE

                                                                    Then whyíre you so anxious to cut me
                                                                    a slice?

LEWIS

                                                                    ĎCause my other partners are all too
                                                                    silent.  Munchís living large in New
                                                                    York City.  Bayliss went on a semi-
                                                                    permanent disappearing act.

FALSONE

                                                                    Aah, what you need is someone to
                                                                    help do all the work.  No thanks.

           THEY turn into:

5         EXT. ALLEY - DAY

           They head toward a crack house.

LEWIS

                                                                    Iím simply asking that you consider
                                                                    my proposition, give the concept a
                                                                    few moments of serious thought.

          A UNIFORM stands with his back to them.

FALSONE

                                                                    Yo, Officer --

          The UNIFORM turns, revealing himself to be MIKE GIARDELLO.

MIKE

                                                                    Gentlemen.

FALSONE

                                                                    Mike Giardello, as I live and as I
                                                                    breathe.  I heard that you traded
                                                                    the Bureau for a beat.

MIKE

                                                                    Working on my detective shield.

LEWIS

                                                                    Your dadís making a whole lotta noise
                                                                    in his run for City Hall.

MIKE

                                                                    Yeah.  Every time I open the front
                                                                    door, itís ďCandid CameraĒ --

LEWIS

                                                                    Alan Funt, a great American.  I took
                                                                    his passing very personally.

FALSONE

                                                                  So, whatíve we got here?

MIKE

                                                                    Local dealer.  Shot in the head.
                                                                    Looks like heís been dead at least a
                                                                    day.

FALSONE

                                                                    Does our dead head have a name?

MIKE

                                                                    Joseph Hardwicke, a.k.a. Yin Yang.

LEWIS

                                                                    Yeah, well, looks to me like he Yiníd
                                                                    when he shoulda Yanged.

          Officer JEFF WESTBY approaches.

WESTBY

                                                                    Hey, Mike...

MIKE

                                                                    Yeah?

WESTBY

                                                                    Dispatch just radioed.  They want
                                                                    you Downtown pronto.

MIKE

                                                                    Whatís up?

WESTBY

                                                                    Your father... Heís been shot.

          MIKE stares at him, not comprehending.  FALSONE turns to
          LEWIS  As SONG BEGINS,

CUT TO:
6         EXT. INNER HARBOR - DAY

          SONG CONTINUES.  Bedlam.  Terror.  SIRENS and SCREAMING.
          UNIFORMS clear a path.  EMS wheel an unconscious GIARDELLO
          out on a gurney.  As EMS works GIARDELLOís chest,

CUT TO:
7         INT. LIEUTENANTíS OFFICE/HOMICIDE UNIT - DAY

          SONG CONTINUES.  CU on phone in hand.  PULL BACK to REVEAL
          STUART GHARTY.  Shocked, HE puts down phone, exits into:

A8     INT. SQUAD ROOM/HOMICIDE UNIT - DAY

          SONG CONTINUES.  GHARTY tells LAURA BALLARD and TERRI STIVERS.
          As THEY react,

CUT TO:
8         EXT. BACKDOOR/JIMMYíS RESTAURANT - DAY

          SONG CONTINUES.  Short order COOK smokes cigarette outside
          kitchen door.  KAY HOWARD walks up, shows a warrant, spins
          COOK around, cuffs him.  UNIFORM runs up, YELLING the news.
          As HOWARD reacts,

CUT TO:
9         EXT. INNER HARBOR - DAY

          SONG CONTINUES.  GIARDELLO is loaded into EMS Wagon.  As
          UNIFORMS push the NEWS CREWS away from Wagon doors,

CUT TO:
10       INT. SPECIAL VICTIMíS UNIT/NYPD - DAY

          SONG CONTINUES.  CU on copy of The New York Post being held.
          Cellphone RINGS.  Newspaper comes down to REVEAL JOHN MUNCH,
          as he reaches for cellphone, answers it.  As HE listens,

CUT TO:
11       EXT. CHARLES STREET - DAY

          SONG CONTINUES.  MIKE KELLERMAN sits in Car, secretly
          photographing a MAN kissing his MISTRESS.  As KELLERMAN HEARS
          the NEWS on the car radio, puts down his camera,

CUT TO:
12      EXT. EMERGENCY ROOM/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          SONG CONTINUES.  EMS Wagon ROARS to a halt.  As TRIAGE TEAM
          races with GIARDELLO into Emergency room,

CUT TO:
13       INT. KITCHEN/BOLANDER HOME - DAY

          SONG CONTINUES.  CU on eggs being fried up.  As WE PULL BACK
          to REVEAL STANLEY BOLANDER, sipping a beer, watching the
          news bulletin on TV,

CUT TO:
14       EXT. GUNPOWDER FALLS - DAY

          SONG CONTINUES.  CU on a fly plopping onto the water from a
          long arching cast.  Cellphone RINGS.  As WE PULL BACK to
          REVEAL a pacific TIM BAYLISS answering the phone,

CUT TO:
15       INT. EMERGENCY ROOM/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          SONG CONTINUES.  NURSES stabilize GIARDELLO, put him on IVís.
          PULL BACK to REVEAL DOCTOR, who checks GIARDELLOís vitals on
          a cardiac monitor.  As HE eyes an attractive NURSE,

CUT TO:
16       INT. LECTURE HALL/LOYOLA COLLEGE - DAY

          SONG CONTINUES.  A woodpaneled, two-hundred seat Lecture
          Hall.  Six STUDENTS sit in the first row, looking terrified.
          PULL BACK to REVEAL FRANK PEMBLETON raving at his hostages.
          On the blackboard behind PEMBLETON is big chalk lettering
          ďThe Principles of Ethics.Ē  Various quotes from Aquinas,
          Nietzsche and Camus.  A PRIEST comes to the doorway, pauses,
          meek.  PEMBLETON catches the PRIEST out of the corner of his
          eye.  The PRIEST motions.  PEMBLETON continues lecturing.
          The PRIEST motions again.  PEMBLETON glares.  The PRIEST
          motions imploringly, respectfully.  PEMBLETON walks over.
          The PRIEST whispers into PEMBLETONís good ear.  On PEMBLETON,
          staring at him as if he were speaking Esperanto,

CUT TO:
17      EXT. EMERGENCY ROOM/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          SONG ENDS.  A Philadelphia rat-fuck of POLICE, PRESS and
          PARAMEDICS; Emergency Vehicles, Cop Cars, City Cars, Press
          Vans.  HELEN LUCAITIS, Court TV Reporter, does live report:

LUCAITIS

                                                                    ....Mayoral candidate Al Giardello
                                                                    was making a campaign appearance
                                                                    early this morning when he was shot
                                                                    by an unidentified assailant...

          Squad Car pulls up, MIKE leaps out.

LUCAITIS (cont.)

                                                                    ....Giardello was rushed here to Church
                                                                    Home and Hospital, where he is
                                                                    undergoing emergency surgery.  His
                                                                    condition is listed as critical.
                                                                             (as MIKE walks past)
                                                                    Wait, hereís his son, Officer Michael
                                                                    Giardello, perhaps we can get a word --

          LUCAITIS collars MIKE as he goes by, shoves microphone in
          his face, runs alongside him as he motors for door.

LUCAITIS (cont.)

                                                                    Officer Giardello.  Officer Giardello.
                                                                    Any news on your father?  How do you
                                                                    feel?

MIKE

                                                                    How do you think I feel?  Get out of
                                                                    my face --

          He shoves her.  As LUCAITIS falls down flat on her ass,

CUT TO:
18       INT. WAITING ROOM/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          On her knees, LUCAITIS continues her report:

LUCAITIS

                                                                    ....Officer Giardello, understandably
                                                                    distraught about this tragic turn of
                                                                    events.  This is Helen Lucaitis,
                                                                    reporting live from church Home --

          As LUCAITIS gets to her feet,

CUT TO:
20       INT. HALLWAY/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

           BARNFATHER and STIEGLER intercept MIKE.

STIEGLER

                                                                    Mike, I just watched you body block
                                                                    Helen Lucaitis into the next time
                                                                    zone --

MIKE

                                                                    Howís my father?

STIEGLER

                                                                    I know youíre upset, but you gotta
                                                                    keep your hands off the press --

MIKE

                                                                    Howís my dad?

BARNFATHER

                                                                    He was shot in the abdomen, maybe
                                                                    more than once --

MIKE

                                                                    Is he gonna make it?

STIEGLER

                                                                    They just started surgery.  Youíll
                                                                    be the first to know, as soon as
                                                                    thereís any news, I promise you --

MIKE

                                                                    Whoís his doctor?  I need to talk to
                                                                    somebody right now, whoeverís in
                                                                    charge.

STIEGLER

                                                                    Weíve been working through the
                                                                    communications director --

MIKE

                                                                    I wanna talk to his doctor-doctor
                                                                    not some spin doctor.

STIEGLER

                                                                    Okay.

MIKE

                                                                    How the hell could the shooter get
                                                                    away?

          THEY go into:

21      INT. WAITING ROOM/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          MIKE enters with BARNFATHER and STIEGLER.

MIKE (cont.)

                                                                    Place shouldíve been crawling with
                                                                    cops.

STIEGLER

                                                                    There was an appropriate amount of
                                                                    security for a routine campaign stop.

MIKE

                                                                    Then what happened, they were asleep?

BARNFATHER

                                                                    We had no reason to expect any trouble --

MIKE

                                                                   No reason?  What about all the death
                                                                    threats?

STIEGLER

                                                                    Thereís been nothing out of the
                                                                    ordinary, nothing any person running
                                                                    for public office doesnít encounter --

MIKE

                                                                    How can you say that?  Since he
                                                                    announced his position on drugs --

BARNFATHER

                                                                    Weíve taken the serious threats
                                                                    seriously --

MIKE

                                                                    Hate mail, faxes, anonymous phone
                                                                    calls in the middle of the night --

BARNFATHER

                                                                    The rest have been cranks --

MIKE

                                                                    Black nationalists, the Klan, red-
                                                                    neck law enforcement, even the drug
                                                                    dealers --

BARNFATHER

                                                                    Weíve done everything possible.

MIKE

                                                                    If youíd done everything, we wouldnít
                                                                    be standing here now.

          Theyíve been shouting.  Now they stop and glare.  Then:

STIEGLER

                                                                    Weíll get somebody to come down and
                                                                     brief you --

MIKE

                                                               Soon.

          BARNFATHER and STIEGLER exit.  MIKE looks over.  A Manís
          sitting in the corner: BOLANDER.  As MIKE crosses to payphone,

CUT TO:
22      INT. GARAGE/POLICE HEADQUARTERS - DAY

          FALSONE and LEWIS exit parked Cavalier.

FALSONE

                                                                    Maybe we should go to the hospital.

LEWIS

                                                                    Gee wouldnít want us sitting vigil.
                                                                    Heíd want us to find the ebola
                                                                    who did this.

FALSONE

                                                                    What about Joseph ďYin YangĒ
                                                                    Hardwicke?

LEWIS

                                                                    Who?

FALSONE

                                                                    Our day-old dead drug dealer.

LEWIS

                                                                    Him?  Heíll keep.

          Beat-up Ford Explorer HONKS, as it pulls into space.  They
          turn to see BAYLISS, exiting Explorer.

FALSONE

                                                                    Ho, look whoís back from oblivion.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Catch Geeís shooter?

LEWIS

                                                                    Not yet.  We were waiting on you.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Iím here to help.

FALSONE

                                                                    Sabbaticalís over?

BAYLISS

                                                                    For now.

LEWIS

                                                                    Weird.

BAYLISS

                                                                    What?

LEWIS

                                                                    That day you cleaned out your desk
                                                                    and walked away.  Didnít even say
                                                                    goodbye.

BAYLISS

                                                                    I had things to think about.  Issues.

LEWIS

                                                                    Bayliss, you always got issues.

FALSONE

                                                                    Are we gonna stand here yapping?

          THEY exit to:

23      EXT. POLICE HEADQUARTERS - DAY

          TV NEWS CREWS YELL questions to BAYLISS, FALSONE and LEWIS
          as they head for entrance.  A Toyota pulls up and parks in
          the middle of the street.  PEMBLETON emerges.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Frank...

          As PEMBLETON stares up at Headquarters,

CUT TO:
24      INT. SQUAD ROOM/HOMICIDE UNIT - DAY

          Redball chaos.  ďThe AquariumĒ is crammed with potential
          WITNESSES.  GHARTY stands in front of blackboard, on which
          are pasted Crime Scene photos.  PULL BACK to REVEAL STIVERS,
          HOWARD, FALSONE, BALLARD, BAYLISS, PEMBLETON and LEWIS, as
          well as new DETECTIVES, including ROBERT HALL, twenties,
          handsome, peachfuzzed.

GHARTY

                                                                    Some of you came to homicide after
                                                                    Al Giardello left.  Some of you worked
                                                                    alongside him, like Kay Howard, now
                                                                    in the fugitive squad, Tim Bayliss,
                                                                    whoís been on a leave of absence,
                                                                    and Frank Pembleton, who retired two
                                                                    years ago --

HALL

                                                                    So youíre the almighty Pembleton...
                                                                    Weíve all heard the stories.

          PEMBLETON stares at HALL, says nothing, then turns to GHARTY.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Can we get on with this?

GHARTY

                                                                    Yup.  A homeless man, who wonít tell
                                                                    us his name, grabbed Giardello just
                                                                    before the shooting.

FALSONE

                                                                    Weíve swabbed his hands for gunpowder
                                                                    residue.  Heís clean.

HALL

                                                                    Soon as the uniforms bring him up,
                                                                    Iím gonna interview him, find out if
                                                                    he saw anything.

STIVERS

                                                                    We talked to everybody at the rally
                                                                    who stuck around and all the vendors.
                                                                    Weíve brought in a few witnesses for
                                                                     further questioning.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    And this event was covered by the press,
                                                                    right?

GHARTY

                                                                    Way ahead of you, Frank.  Weíve
                                                                    already requested video footage from
                                                                    the local news stations.  Stivers,
                                                                    Ballard, I need you to collect the
                                                                    cassettes.

STIVERS

                                                                    Sure, Lieutenant.

BALLARD

                                                                    Lots of witnesses.  What about
                                                                    suspects?

LEWIS

                                                                    Geeís campaign for Mayor has knocked
                                                                    some noses outta joint, made him a
                                                                    few enemies.

HOWARD

                                                                    Coupled with the ones he already
                                                                    had.

          UNIFORM escorts HOMELESS MAN into Interrogation Room #1.

HALL

                                                                    Iím up.

GHARTY

                                                                    Alright.  Howard, Bayliss -- I want
                                                                    you researching Geeís past, get me
                                                                    everything on anybody heís ever
                                                                    tangled with.

BAYLISS

                                                                    How far back?

GHARTY

                                                                    To his rookie days, if you have to...
                                                                    Pembleton, Lewis, Falsone, make a
                                                                    list of people heís pissed off along
                                                                    the campaign trail.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    A list?  I didnít come here
                                                                    to make lists --

GHARTY

                                                                    We meet again in an hour.

          GHARTY goes into his Office.  PEMBLETON sighs.  As the
          DETECTIVES go in different directions,

CUT TO:
25      INT. WAITING ROOM/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          BOLANDER looks over at MIKE, who talks on payphone.

MIKE

                                                                    I donít know, sis, they havenít told
                                                                    me anything...  Yeah, Theresaís on
                                                                    the next plane in... Get here as
                                                                    soon as you can...  I love you, too.

          He hangs up, crosses to couch, sits next to BOLANDER.

BOLANDER

                                                                    I caught a bullet on the job myself,
                                                                    you know.  A bullet in the brain.
                                                                            (offers hand)
                                                                    Stanley Bolander.  Used to work for
                                                                    your dad.

MIKE

                                                                    Thanks for coming.

BOLANDER

                                                                    I had to, didnít I?  When I got shot,
                                                                    your dad was -- I donít know, whatís
                                                                    the word?  Tenacious.

MIKE

                                                                    Yeah, well, he is that.

BOLANDER

                                                                    Not that he sent me flowers or
                                                                    anything.  But he was like a pit
                                                                    bull.  Wouldnít let go Ďtil they
                                                                    found the bastard who did it.

ROSINA (o.c.)

                                                                    Caro --

          ROSINA GIARDELLO, eighties, enters.  MIKE embraces her.

MIKE

                                                                    Nonna --

ROSINA

                                                                    Michael, this is terrible, terrible --

          MIKE kisses her on both cheeks.  BOLANDER crosses to water
          fountain, as MEGAN RUSSERT gets off elevator.

RUSSERT

                                                                    Stan.

BOLANDER

                                                                    How are you, Megan?

RUSSERT

                                                                    Good.  I hear you retired.

BOLANDER

                                                                    Yeah, now I play a little golf,
                                                                    practice the cello --

RUSSERT

                                                                    Retirement agrees with you.  You got
                                                                    that nice pink glow about you.

BOLANDER

                                                                    High blood pressure.  Iím on a zero
                                                                    sodium diet.  Zero.  As in none.  As
                                                                    in, I canít even go down the ocean
                                                                    and take in the sea breeze.  You
                                                                    know how bland life is without salt?

RUSSERT

                                                                    I know about bland.  I married a TV
                                                                    executive.

          As THEY sit down,

CUT TO:
26      INT. SQUAD ROOM/HOMICIDE UNIT - DAY

          PEMBLETON sits with BAYLISS and LEWIS.

LEWIS

                                                                    Okay, hereís a case of Geeís from
                                                                    nineteen eighty-two --

          PEMBLETON groans, looks around the Room.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Very blue.
                                                                            (yells to BAYLISS)
                                                                    You never said anything about the
                                                                    squad room being this blue.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Sure I did.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Never.  Not this shade.

BAYLISS

                                                                    No, huh?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    This is excessively blue.  Azure.
                                                                    Cobalt. Cerulean.

          PEMBLETON crosses to ďThe Board,Ē shields his eyes from the
          glare, takes out a pair of shades, puts them on.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    ĎCept ďThe BoardĒ --  All these open
                                                                    cases.  Too much red.  Hurts my eyes.
                                                                    Iím seeing spots.

          BAYLISSí POV:  The name ďRylandĒ in Red on ďThe Board.Ē

          PEMBLETON scans BAYLISSí look.

PEMBLETON (cont.)

                                                                    What.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Nothing.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    No, something.  Whoís this Ryland?
                                                                    And old case of yours?

          LEWIS crosses by.

LEWIS

                                                                    That stone-cold sucker is mine, Frank.
                                                                    Luke Ryland snuffed two women over
                                                                    the Internet.

          FLASHBACK --

          On LUKE RYLAND murdering a VICTIM,

CUT TO:
          BACK TO PRESENT --

LEWIS (cont.)

                                                                    But then, Balti-more being Balti-
                                                                    less, he got off on a technicality.
                                                                    Next day, Rylandís laying curbside
                                                                    with the slug from a forty-four in
                                                                    the back of his head

          FLASHBACK --

          On LEWIS and SHEPPARD standing over Rylandís BODY,

CUT TO:
          BACK TO PRESENT --

PEMBLETON

                                                                    You have no suspects?

LEWIS

                                                                    Nope, no clues of any kind.  Whoever
                                                                    did the deed, knew how to execute an
                                                                    execution.

          LEWIS walks off. PEMBLETON turns to BAYLISS.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    And this sordid little tale makes
                                                                    you jumpy because -- ?

BAYLISS

                                                                    Iím not jumpy.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Youíre jumpy.  I know you.

BAYLISS

                                                                    You donít know me.  Things change,
                                                                    Frank, people change --

          PEMBLETON looks over to Lieutenantís Office.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    And my ďBoxĒ...  Whatíd they do to
                                                                    my ďBoxĒ?

BAYLISS

                                                                    Like I said.

          PEMBLETON turns to Observation Room.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    That kid still in there interviewing
                                                                    the homeless man?

BAYLISS

                                                                    I guess.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Heís taking way too much time.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Yeah.

          THEY cross to Observation Room, exit into:

27      INT. OBSERVATION ROOM/HOMICIDE UNIT - DAY

          PEMBLETON and BAYLISS enter, see GHARTY observing.  PEMBLETON
          looks back and forth to each Interrogation Room.

          PEMBLETONís POV:  In Interrogation Room #1, HALL hovers over
          the HOMELESS MAN.

HALL (v.o.)

                                                                    You got a name.  I know you do.

HOMELESS MAN (v.o.)

                                                                    Gimme a dollar

          PEMBLETON looks into the Interrogation Room #2

          HIS POV:  Another DETECTIVE hovers over another WITNESS.
          PEMBLETON turns back to Interrogation Room #1.

HALL (v.o.)

                                                                    I got a hundred eyeballs who say you
                                                                    assault Al Giardello.  You saw who
                                                                    shot him, didnít you?

HOMELESS MAN (v.o.)

                                                                    I want a dollar.  I gotta get
                                                                    something to eat.

          HALL SLAMS the back of the HOMELESS MANís chair, open-handed.
          The HOMELESS MAN is startled.

HOMELESS MAN (v.o., cont.)

                                                                    A measly little dollar.  Is that so
                                                                    much to ask?

          PEMBLETON exhales disgust.  HALL removes his jacket.

HALL (v.o.)

                                                                    Thatís it, pal.  Iím outta patience.
                                                                    I was gonna give you a number two
                                                                    beating, but you worked and worked
                                                                    and earned yourself a number one.  I
                                                                    am gonna beat your balls off Ďtil
                                                                    you tell me what I want to know.

          BAYLISS turns to PEMBLETON.

BAYLISS

                                                                    A new breed of detective.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Inbreed.

GHARTY

                                                                    This does not reflect my command.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Really?  I thought you were in charge,
                                                                    here, Lieutenant Gharty.

          GHARTY glares at PEMBLETON.

BAYLISS

                                                                    You better go help your man

          BAYLISS points: HALL is scuffling with the HOMELESS MAN.
          GHARTY rushes into:

28      INT. INTERROGATION ROOM #1/HOMICIDE UNIT - DAY

          YELLING and CURSING.  HALL and GHARTY wrestle HOMELESS MAN
          to the ground.  HALL struggles to cuff HOMELESS MAN.

HALL

                                                                    This is gonna cost you.

          HALL hoists him up by the shirt collar.  GHARTY breaks HALLís
          hold, eases HOMELESS MAN into a chair.

GHARTY

                                                                    You okay, Mister?

HALL

                                                                    He swung at me.  Bastard swang at
                                                                    me.

          HOMELESS MAN bullrushes HALL.  GHARTY restrains him.. More
          CURSING and YELLING.  BAYLISS and PEMBLETON enter.

HALL (cont.)

                                                                    Whatíre you two doing in here?

          HOMELESS MAN eyes PEMBLETON, who sits in a chair, smiles,
          then sets dollar bill in front of HOMELESS MAN.

HOMELESS MAN

                                                                    Whatís this?

HALL

                                                                    Iím in the middle of something --

PEMBLETON

                                                                    A dollar.  You asked for a dollar.

HOMELESS MAN

                                                                    Yeah, I asked for a dollar.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    I heard you.

HALL

                                                                    Look, I know you two guys are supposed
                                                                    to be legends, but this is my
                                                                    interview.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Shut up.

HALL.

                                                                    What?  Excuse me?

BAYLISS

                                                                    I said, shut the hell up.

          BAYLISS eyefucks HALL, who looks to GHARTY, outraged.  GHARTY
          motions HALL to exit Room.

HALL

                                                                    Me.  Out?

GHARTY

                                                                    Grab a coffee.

HALL

                                                                    This ainít right.

GHARTY

                                                                    Grab me one, too.  Milk, two sugars.

          HALL storms out, BANGING the door open.

GHARTY (cont.)

                                                                    Feisty little guy, isnít he?
                                                                            (re: Observation Room)
                                                                    Iíll be in there if you need me.

          As GHARTY closes the door,

CUT TO:
29      EXT. CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          PRESS surround the Building, waiting.

30      INT. NURSESí STATION/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          MIKE is in the face of a battle-as NURSE.

MIKE

                                                                    Tell me whatís going on.

NURSE

                                                                    Sir, I donít know whatís going on.

MIKE

                                                                    Find me someone who does, dammit.

          RUSSERT puts her hand on MIKEís shoulder.

RUSSERT

                                                                    Mike...

MIKE

                                                                    Itís been hours and I canít get any
                                                                    real information from anybody --
                                                                    Like what theyíre doing or how bad
                                                                    it is or if heís gonna live or die --

RUSSERT

                                                                    Relax.  Iím sure the minute heís out
                                                                    of surgery, theyíll be telling you
                                                                    exactly what they did and handing
                                                                    you the itemized bill...

MIKE

                                                                            (exhales)
                                                                    Yeah.

          RUSSERT points to TV set, which is covering the Giardello
          shooting, replaying clip of Mike and Lucaitis.

RUSSERT

                                                                    Theyíre replaying that clip of you
                                                                    pushing Helen Lucaitis ass over
                                                                    teakettle and cussing her out --

MIKE

                                                                    Great --

RUSSERT

                                                                    Made the national news.  Al would be
                                                                    proud...

          MIKE changes channel to ďMiss Sallyís SchoolyardĒ.

MIKE

                                                                    You worked with my dad, right?

RUSSERT

                                                                    Iíve had the honor of being his equal,
                                                                    his boss and his underling.  I know
                                                                    every side of the man...

MIKE

                                                                    I wish I did.
                                                                            (off her look)
                                                                    I used to be F.B.I. Liaison with the
                                                                    Department.  I took the job to be
                                                                    closer to him, make amends, maybe
                                                                    put to rest all the anger and
                                                                    bitterness between us...

RUSSERT

                                                                    But that didnít happen?

MIKE

                                                                    If anything, working together made
                                                                    things worse.  We were always stepping
                                                                    on each otherís toes.  Then I had a
                                                                    little dust-up with my boss at the
                                                                    Bureau, so I quit.  Started over as
                                                                    a Balto uniform, bottom of the totem
                                                                    pole... I donít know if any of it
                                                                    made any difference to my dad.  If
                                                                    he even noticed.

RUSSERT

                                                                    Did you ever think to ask him?

MIKE

                                                                    We donít have that kind of
                                                                    relationship.  Heís my father, but...
                                                                    in a lot of ways, the manís a stranger
                                                                    to me.

          On RUSSERT, trying to comfort MIKE,

CUT TO:
31      INT. INTERROGATION ROOM #1/HOMICIDE UNIT - DAY

          PEMBLETON and BAYLISS sit with HOMELESS MAN.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    You wouldnít hurt anyone, would you?

HOMELESS MAN

                                                                    No.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    You wouldnít hurt anyone because
                                                                    itís not in you.  I know this about
                                                                    you.  Al Giardello wouldnít hurt
                                                                    anyone either.  Itís not in him.
                                                                    You and he, you have a lot in common.

HOMELESS MAN

                                                                    Thatís why I asked him for a dollar.
                                                                    ĎCause I knew heíd understand.

          HOMELESS MAN takes dollar in hand.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Whatís your name?

HOMELESS MAN

                                                                    Iíd tell ya my name, but whatís it
                                                                    matter?  You ainít got an address,
                                                                    whaddya need a name for?  Post office
                                                                    canít find me.  So why should it
                                                                    mean anything if I have a name?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    We donít need to know your name.
                                                                    What we need to know is if you saw
                                                                    who hurt Al Giardello.

HOMELESS MAN

                                                                            (to BAYLISS)
                                                                    Got a dollar?

BAYLISS

                                                                    A dollar?

HOMELESS MAN

                                                                    Been jonesing for a Hershey bar.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    I just gave you a dollar.

HOMELESS MAN

                                                                            (re: BAYLISS)
                                                                    Iím asking him.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    What did you see at the Inner Harbor
                                                                    today?

HOMELESS MAN

                                                                            (to BAYLISS)
                                                                    Iím a fiend for chocolate.

          PEMBLETON stands, leans across the table.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Didnít I just give you a dollar?

          No response.

PEMBLETON (cont.)

                                                                    Didnít I?

HOMELESS MAN

                                                                    Yeah.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    So now you play me for the fool?

          No response.

BAYLISS

                                                                    If I give you a dollar, youíll tell
                                                                    us what you saw today?

PEMBLETON

                                                                            (to HOMELESS MAN)
                                                                    Iím the fool, huh?  I give you a
                                                                    dollar and now, what?

          BAYLISS takes out a dollar.  PEMBLETON stops him:

PEMBLETON (cont.)

                                                                    Put that away.
                                                                            (to HOMELESS MAN)
                                                                    Iím here out of concern for a good
                                                                    person.  Someone who means a lot to
                                                                    me, who means a lot to this city.
                                                                    And what, now you think this is some
                                                                    kind of deal where youíre going to
                                                                    use my concern to mooch money?  ĎCause
                                                                    you think youíre the key to the
                                                                    puzzle, youíre holding all the vital
                                                                    info?  So, yeah, screw me?
                                                                            (points to BAYLISS)
                                                                    And screw him.  And screw Al
                                                                    Giardello.
                                                                            (puts hand on chest)
                                                                    Do you think you mean anything to
                                                                    anyone?  Anything to this city?

HOMELESS MAN

                                                                    No.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    But Iím here.  Iím extending you my
                                                                    kindness.  I give you what you ask
                                                                    for, out of goodwill.  And itís not
                                                                    about the dollar.  This is not the
                                                                    money.  If youíd asked me for ten,
                                                                    Iíd give you ten.  A hundred, youíve
                                                                    got it.  Iím respecting you.  But
                                                                    you sit here and piss on me?  I will
                                                                    send you to hell, Mister I-donít-
                                                                    have-a-name-so-feel-sorry-for-my-
                                                                    mooching-ass.

HOMELESS MAN

                                                                            (to BAYLISS)
                                                                    The guy I see is late forties, early
                                                                    fifties maybe.  Of the Negro
                                                                    persuasion.

          PEMBLETON glares at HOMELESS MAN.

BAYLISS

                                                                    The shooter is Black?  Whatís he
                                                                    look like?  How big is he?

HOMELESS MAN

                                                                    A little taller than me.  And he has
                                                                    grey sidewalls.  His hair.  You know,
                                                                    sideburns.  And heís got a gun.
                                                                            (to PEMBLETON)
                                                                    Donít stare.  Youíre staring.  Thatís
                                                                    not polite, sir.

BAYLISS

                                                                    You see this guy, Black, late forties,
                                                                    fifties, with a gun.

HOMELESS MAN

                                                                    Yuh.  One of them black guns that
                                                                    goes ďpop-pop-popĒ --

BAYLISS

                                                                    An automatic.

HOMELESS MAN

                                                                    If you say so.

BAYLISS

                                                                    After this guy shoots Giardello,
                                                                    what then?  Where does he go?

HOMELESS MAN

                                                                    I dunno.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Whaddya mean, ďI dunnoĒ?

HOMELESS MAN

                                                                            (to PEMBLETON)
                                                                    You gotta stop with the evil eye,
                                                                    sir.  Itís gonna screw up all your
                                                                    good blood with bile.  And bile,
                                                                    itís poison, yíknow.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Okay, he shoots -- ďpop-pop-pop.Ē
                                                                    Then what happens?  What does he do
                                                                    then?  Where does he go?

HOMELESS MAN

                                                                    I donít know.  He just disappears.
                                                                    Gets swallowed up by the crowd.  I
                                                                    got scared, I was just trying to get
                                                                    outta there, and then the cops grabbed
                                                                    me up.
                                                                            (to BAYLISS)
                                                                    Can I have that other dollar now?

          On PEMBLETON and BAYLISS, exchanging a look, 


FADE OUT.
END OF ACT ONE

ACT TWO

          FADE IN:

32      INT. HALLWAY/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          ROSINA and RUSSERT exit the Womenís Room.  They are pursued
          by DANIELS and her Cameraman, ERIC THOMAS JAMES.

DANIELS

                                                                    Missus Giardello, any word on his
                                                                    condition

ROSINA

                                                                            (terrified)
                                                                    No.

RUSSERT

                                                                    Please step back --

DANIELS

                                                                    Any ideas who shot him?

MIKE (o.c.)

                                                                    Hey --

          DANIELS turns to see MIKE charging toward her.

MIKE (cont.)

                                                                    Leave her alone.  Youíre not supposed
                                                                    to be up here anyway --

          MIKE grabs the camera.

MIKE

                                                                    Leave us the hell alone

          JAMES heads down Hall to retrieve camera.

DANIELS

                                                                    Weíre just doing our job.

MIKE

                                                                    Thatís no excuse.

          DANIELS and JAMES go.  As MIKE puts his arm around his
          GRANDMOTHER,

CUT TO:
33      EXT. WYAT - DAY

          Cavalier pulls up.  STIVERS gets out driverís side.  BALLARD
          gets out as STIVERS looks into the backseat, piled with video
          cassettes, with logos from various local TV stations.

STIVERS

                                                                Last stop.

          As SHE follows BALLARD into building,

CUT TO:
34      OMIT

35      INT. NEWS STUDIO SET/WYAT - DAY

          NEWS MANAGER walks with STIVERS and BALLARD as News Room
          Redballs Giardello shooting.  They walk past News Anchor
          DINA NAPOLI on air:

NAPOLI

                                                                    Giardello is still in surgery at
                                                                    this hour... Meanwhile, police have
                                                                    intensified their investigation,
                                                                    interviewing literally hundreds of
                                                                    witnesses.

NEWS MANAGER

                                                                    Iíd like to give you the tape, but I
                                                                    canít.

BALLARD

                                                                    Then weíll get a subpoena --

NEWS MANAGER

                                                                    You donít understand.  There was
                                                                    some kinda technical glitch with our camera.

STIVERS

                                                                    Glitch?

NEWS MANAGER

                                                                    We were the only station in town who
                                                                    didnít get footage of the actual
                                                                    shooting.  All I got is stuff leading
                                                                    up to the gun shots, then the camera
                                                                    dies.  And believe me, Iím not happy,
                                                                    losing out on the biggest news event
                                                                    of the year.

STIVERS

                                                                    Geez, Iím weeping for ya.  Okay,
                                                                    just give us what youíve got.

          On NEWS MANAGER, nodding,

CUT TO:
36      EXT. POLICE HEADQUARTERS - DAY

          BOLANDER and MUNCH walk to entrance, passing MEDIA.

MUNCH

                                                                    Youíre living in Saint Michaelís
                                                                    now?

BOLANDER

                                                                    Yep.  Whoíd wanna shoot Giardello?

MUNCH

                                                                    I was under the impression you were
                                                                    here in Balto.

BOLANDER

                                                                    Nope.

MUNCH

                                                                    That you were just refusing to answer
                                                                    my calls out of some misdirected
                                                                    spite.

BOLANDER

                                                                    I have never mis-whateveríd my spite.

MUNCH

                                                                    I got married again.

BOLANDER

                                                                    Whatís that?  Number four?

MUNCH

                                                                    Yep.

BOLANDER

                                                                    Geez...

MUNCH

                                                                    Weíre getting divorced.

BOLANDER

                                                                    Geez, John...

MUNCH

                                                                    This feels good.  Me and you prowling
                                                                    the streets of Baltimore again.

BOLANDER

                                                                    I have never prowled anywhere with
                                                                    you, awright?  Donít start agitating
                                                                    me, Munch.

          On BOLANDER, entering ahead of MUNCH,

CUT TO:
37      INT. LIEUTENANTíS OFFICE/HOMICIDE UNIT - DAY

          PEMBLETON, BAYLISS, MUNCH, BOLANDER, FALSONE, HOWARD, STIVERS,
          BALLARD, LEWIS and GHARTY crowd around VCR, watching videotape
          of the shooting.

BOLANDER

                                                                    Stop there.

          GHARTY hits pause.  BOLANDER looks closely at SCREEN.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    What are you looking at, Stan?

BOLANDER

                                                                    This guy, near the edge of the stage,
                                                                    his body language, it ainít right.

          A moment of intense study on the stopped tape.

HOWARD

                                                                    I canít see anything.

BALLARD

                                                                    Youíre looking for a gun?  This angle,
                                                                    I canít even see his hands.

HOWARD

                                                                    What we need is to enhance the tape.

FALSONE

                                                                    Yeah, send a copy to the State Police
                                                                    Lab --

          We HEAR the SOUND of the door opening.  Captain ROGER GAFFNEY
          enters.  In b.g. of doorway, PICK UP HALL, pouty face.

GAFFNEY

                                                                    Lieutenant.

GHARTY

                                                                    Captain.

GAFFNEY

                                                                    My my my.  Lookit this. Sergeant
                                                                    Howard, Frank Pembleton, Munch,
                                                                    Bayliss, even the Big Man -- All the
                                                                    olí boys and girls gathered again,
                                                                    everybody pal-sy, wal-sy.
                                                                            (to GHARTY)
                                                                    You interrupt one of my detectives
                                                                    in the course of interviewing a
                                                                    witness?

          GHARTY looks through blinds, exchanges a look with HALL.

GHARTY

                                                                    I was giving him some relief.

GAFFNEY

                                                                    ďReliefĒ my ass.  You wanted to show
                                                                    him whoís boss.  Thatís your game.

GHARTY

                                                                    Sir --

GAFFNEY

                                                                    But now Iím gonna show you whoís
                                                                    boss.  I order you to apologize to
                                                                    Detective Hall.

GHARTY

                                                                    Apologize?

GAFFNEY

                                                                    Hall --

          HALL steps in.  GAFFNEY turns to GHARTY.

GAFFNEY (cont.)

                                                                    Go ahead.

GHARTY

                                                                    I... apologize...

HALL

                                                                    No problem.

          HALL goes.  GAFFNEY faces the GROUP.

GAFFNEY

                                                                    Why the hell are all of you in here?

MUNCH

                                                                    We came to see if we could help.

GAFFNEY

                                                                            (to GHARTY)
                                                                    This is your call? What are you,
                                                                    desperate?

BAYLISS

                                                                    We came on our own.

GAFFNEY

                                                                    Truly noble.  Get your ass in gear,
                                                                    Gharty.  I want this Giardello
                                                                    shooting down today.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Thatís what we all want, Gaffney.

GAFFNEY

                                                                    This is police business.  Youíre not
                                                                    a cop anymore, Frank, are you?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Thatís correct.

GAFFNEY

                                                                    Then get lost.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Yeah.  Sure.  Good.

BOLANDER

                                                                    Me too, then.

GAFFNEY

                                                                    No, Bolander.  You can stay.  Thatís
                                                                    the beauty of power, itís arbitrary...
                                                                            (to GHARTY)
                                                                    I have a press conference, two
                                                                    oíclock.  I better have startling
                                                                    new revelations to tell the media.

          GAFFNEY exits

STIVERS

                                                                    Somebody open a window.

LEWIS

                                                                    Wonít do any good.  Eau De Gaffney
                                                                    lasts for days.

          PEMBLETON starts to exit

GHARTY

                                                                    Frank, hey.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    No need to say anything.

GHARTY

                                                                    We get anywhere, Iíll keep you posted.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Fine. Give me a holler.

          PEMBLETON exits.  BAYLISS follows.  GHARTY turns to the
          OTHERS.

GHARTY

                                                                    ĎAppreciate you being here.

MUNCH

                                                                    Itís about Gee.  Not you.

GHARTY

                                                                    I know that.  Where are we with the
                                                                    possible suspects?

BOLANDER

                                                                    You shoot the President.  You shoot
                                                                    the Pope.  John Lennon, maybe, but a
                                                                    guy running for Mayor of Baltimore?
                                                                    Whoís crazy enough to do that?

          On the GROUP, pondering the question,

CUT TO:
38      INT. STAIRWAY/POLICE HEADQUARTERS - DAY

          BAYLISS pursues PEMBLETON down stairs.

BAYLISS

                                                                    You really just gonna leave, Frank?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Yeah.  And youíre coming with me.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Where?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    If the bosses wonít let us investigate
                                                                    officially, weíll do one of our own.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Unofficially.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    A citizenís brigade.

          THEY exit building.

39      EXT. POLICE HEADQUARTERS - DAY

          PEMBLETON and BAYLISS walk briskly through MEDIA CIRCUS,
          ignoring REPORTERSí questions.

PEMBLETON (cont.)

                                                                    Whatís this semi-permanent leave of
                                                                    absence youíre on?

BAYLISS

                                                                    Same as you, Frank.  Got tired of
                                                                    the job, Homicide sucked the life
                                                                    outta me.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Really...

BAYLISS

                                                                    Yup.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Thereís no other reason?

BAYLISS

                                                                    What other reason could there be?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    I dunno.  You tell me.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Nothing to tell, Frank.  Can we
                                                                    concentrate on Gee?

          PEMBLETON and BAYLISS cross street, reach Pembletonís Toyota.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Okay.  Weíll start with the Crime
                                                                    Scene.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Iím driving.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    You ainít driving my car.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Weíre taking your car?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Itís the better car, Bayliss.  I
                                                                    make forty-five grand a year teaching
                                                                    at Loyola.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Forty-five?  And you can afford a
                                                                    car like that?  Whatíre you, on the
                                                                    take?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    On the pad?  At Loyola?

          As THEY get into the Car,

CUT TO:
40      INT. SQUAD ROOM/HOMICIDE UNIT - DAY

          Redball chaos continues.  GHARTY stands before MUNCH,
          BOLANDER, STIVERS, HOWARD, FALSONE, BALLARD, LEWIS and HALL.

HOWARD

                                                                    Weíve got fifteen different
                                                                    descriptions of a possible shooter
                                                                    from twenty-five different witnesses.

STIVERS

                                                                    Some say heís Black, some say White.
                                                                    Some say in his twenties, others in
                                                                    his sixties.

BALLARD

                                                                    They all agree that the shooterís a man,
                                                                    right?

STIVERS

                                                                    Actually, a couple of them think he
                                                                    mightíve been a woman.

MUNCH

                                                                    I say itís a conspiracy.

          OTHERS GROAN

MUNCH (cont.)

                                                                    The guy Geeís running against for
                                                                    Mayor, whatís his name, Gessner.
                                                                    Heís about to get his ass kicked.
                                                                    Decides to take action.  Hires an
                                                                    assassin.  Like in ďThe Manchurian
                                                                    CandidateĒ --

BOLANDER

                                                                    Whatíd I say about agitating, Munch?

HOWARD

                                                                    Iím gonna check out the widow of
                                                                    Raymond Desassy.

LEWIS

                                                                    The guy Gee shot?

FALSONE

                                                                    Gee shot someone?

HOWARD

                                                                    Coupla, three years back.  Kevin
                                                                    Lugo, big shock radio personality --

FALSONE

                                                                    Oh yeah, I remember, got whacked in
                                                                    a Mount Washington parking lot.

HOWARD

                                                                    We get a tip Raymond Desassyís
                                                                    the murderer.  Gee and I go to the
                                                                    house, the suspect pulls a gun.  Gee
                                                                    shoots him dead.  Turns out our tip
                                                                    was Desassyís best friend, whoíd
                                                                    called it in as a practical joke.
                                                                    Desassyís wife was pretty bitter
                                                                    about the whole thing.

GHARTY

                                                                    Howard, Missus Desassy it is.

FALSONE

                                                                    You need backup?

HOWARD

                                                                    Sure.

GHARTY

                                                                    Stivers, you and Ballard take the
                                                                    video tapes to the State Lab, study
                                                                    every frame...  Lewis, stop by the
                                                                    courthouse, grab Sheppard, go talk
                                                                    to Karl Miller.

LEWIS

                                                                    The pride of the Aryan Nation?

GHARTY

                                                                    Heís been beating the drums trying
                                                                    to start a race war over Geeís drug
                                                                    policy.
                                                                            (to BOLANDER)
                                                                    If youíre volunteering, how Ďbout
                                                                    calling on John Komen?

BOLANDER

                                                                    Whatever you need, Lieutenant.

FALSONE

                                                                    Whoís John Komen?

LEWIS

                                                                    That mass suicide at the African
                                                                    Revival Movement.

BOLANDER

                                                                    Yeah yeah.  I saw that on the news.

MUNCH

                                                                    QRT storms the place and finds sixteen
                                                                    bodies.  Poison.  Regular Jonestown.

GHARTY

                                                                    Komen has taken over as head honcho
                                                                    of the movement.  ďCourse, he was
                                                                    the only one left.  Last man standing.

FALSONE

                                                                    And he blames Gee.

BOLANDER

                                                                    So we go talk to him.

MUNCH

                                                                    I say a Black nationalist and two
                                                                    whiter-shades-of-pale detectives
                                                                    donít exactly interface, you catch
                                                                    my drift?

GHARTY

                                                                    You got a problem with that, Munch,
                                                                    make it easy on yourself.  Thereís
                                                                    an Amtrak back to the Big Apple every
                                                                    hour.
                                                                            (to BOLANDER)
                                                                    Stan, you know where the African
                                                                    Revival Movement building is?

BOLANDER

                                                                    If itís in Balto, Iíll can find it.

GHARTY

                                                                    Weíve set up an eight-hundred number
                                                                    for tips.  You all know that
                                                                    realistically we got forty-eight
                                                                    hours to catch this guy.  After that,
                                                                    the odds get long and you know what
                                                                    hits the fan.  Okay, letís go.  Weíre
                                                                    a team.  Letís catch this bastard.

          DETECTIVES move off.  MUNCH leans into GHARTY.

MUNCH

                                                                    You couldíve handled this better,
                                                                    Stu-ie.

BOLANDER

                                                                    You coming, Detective Munch?

MUNCH

                                                                    Yeah, yeah.  But Iím driving.

          As MUNCH follows, 


FADE OUT.
END OF ACT TWO

ACT THREE

          FADE IN:

41      INT. PEMBLETONíS TOYOTA - DAY

          PEMBLETON drives.  BAYLISS rides shotgun.

BAYLISS

                                                                    How was that for you, Frank?  Being
                                                                    back in the Squad Room.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Strange.

BAYLISS

                                                                    So many things have changed.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    The color of the floors and the doors,
                                                                    maybe.  But the roomís the same.
                                                                    The workís the same.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Yeah.  I guess thatís never gonna be
                                                                    different.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    What bothered me was not seeing Gee
                                                                    there.  Charging outta his office,
                                                                    like a water buffalo... Yíknow, the
                                                                    last conversation he and I had was
                                                                    standing over your hospital bed.
                                                                    After you took a bullet for me.
CUT TO:
          FLASHBACK --

          On BAYLISS getting shot,

CUT TO:
          BACK TO PRESENT --

PEMBLETON (cont.)

                                                                    Did I ever thank you for that?

BAYLISS

                                                                    No.  Not in so many words.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Thank you.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Prego.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    ďPregoĒ?

BAYLISS

                                                                    Itís Italian

PEMBLETON

                                                                    I know itís Italian.  Why Italian?

BAYLISS

                                                                    Iím thinking of Gee.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    I was so angry at him.  But I see
                                                                    now, it wasnít him I was angry at.
                                                                    It was the whole bloody business.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Yeah.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    I never spoke to him after that day.
                                                                    And now I may never get the chance
                                                                    to speak with him again.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Letís stop by the hospital.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Heís in surgery.  And besides, I can
                                                                    do more for the man being out on the
                                                                    street.

BAYLISS

                                                                    He didnít hate you.  And he knew you
                                                                    didnít hate him --

PEMBLETON

                                                                    I handed him my badge, Tim.  He hated
                                                                    that.

          As THEY drive along,

CUT TO:
42      EXT. AFRICAN REVIVAL MOVEMENT BUILDING - DAY

          Establishing.

43      INT. AFRICAN REVIVAL MOVEMENT BUILDING - DAY

          BOLANDER and MUNCH sit across from JOHN KOMEN, forties,
          greying temples.

BOLANDER

                                                                    Youíre not upset by the news about
                                                                    Al Giardello.

KOMEN

                                                                    Upset, yes, but not surprised.  Heís
                                                                    a Black man who spoke the truth.
                                                                    Thereís a long tradition in this
                                                                    country of shooting Black men who
                                                                    speak the truth.

BOLANDER

                                                                    We have a witness says the would-be
                                                                    assassin was Black.

KOMEN

                                                                    A Black assassin?  How convenient.
                                                                    The White man can always find a race
                                                                    traitor to do his dirty work.

MUNCH

                                                                    There are some who blame Al Giardello
                                                                    for what happened in this building
                                                                    three years ago.  Some who say
                                                                    Giardello is responsible for those
                                                                    sixteen suicides.
CUT TO:
          FLASHBACK --

          On GIARDELLO finding the BODIES of dead Members of the African
          Revival Movement,

CUT TO:
          BACK TO PRESENT --

KOMEN

                                                                    You think I would want revenge?

BOLANDER

                                                                    Maybe one of your followers.

KOMEN

                                                                    Which you see where?  This Movement
                                                                    was destroyed that day.  There is me
                                                                    and the janitor and two elderly
                                                                    couples who show up on Fridays for
                                                                    the food giveaway.  The problem is:
                                                                    We donít have any food to give away
                                                                    anymore.  But they show up anyway.

MUNCH

                                                                    So this morning, say eight-fifteen --

KOMEN

                                                                    Was I at the Inner Harbor?  No.

BOLANDER

                                                                    You can verify your whereabouts?

KOMEN
                                                                    I was here.

BOLANDER

                                                                    Someone an back you on that?

KOMEN

                                                                    Yes.  Theyíll tell you that I was at
                                                                    this desk working.

MUNCH

                                                                    What work?  You say you donít have
                                                                    any following.

KOMEN

                                                                    The tide is turning.  Soon.  Iím
                                                                    going to be interviewed this week on
                                                                    the radio.  ďThe Mark Steiner ShowĒ --

BOLANDER

                                                                    Steiner, huh?  I like him.

KOMEN

                                                                    And Iím going to tell the world how
                                                                    Al Giardello was set up by the White
                                                                    banking establishment to run for
                                                                    Mayor, then shot by them.

BOLANDER

                                                                    The banks shot Giardello.

KOMEN

                                                                    Giardello gets popular, he gets shot,
                                                                    he dies, the city riots, the city
                                                                    goes up in flames.  The smoke clears,
                                                                    the banks come in and rebuild the
                                                                    neighborhood, shoving all the poor
                                                                    Blacks out to the collar counties.
                                                                    Whatís behind Lexington Towers and
                                                                    Boston Homes being torn down?  The
                                                                    land theyíre on is too valuable.
                                                                    The banks and the developers want
                                                                    all that land near the Harbor.  Itís
                                                                    worth hundreds of millions.

BOLANDER

                                                                    The banks, huh?

MUNCH

                                                                    Actually, it makes sense, when you
                                                                    think about it.  The banks, the
                                                                    multinationals, the real estate
                                                                    lobby...

          On BOLANDER giving MUNCH a look,

CUT TO:
44      EXT. AMPITHEATRE/INNER HARBOR - DAY

          Still a Crime Scene.  Area of shooting taped off.  PEMBLETON
          and BAYLISS talk to WITNESS #1.

WITNESS #1

                                                                    So when are you gonna let me re-open
                                                                    my cart?  Iím dying here.  Iím losing
                                                                    a whole dayís receipts.
                                                                    Iíve told you and them other
                                                                    detectives ninety-nine times already,
                                                                    I didnít see nothing.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    And Iíve told you a hundred times,
                                                                    you are lying.

WITNESS #1

                                                                    Why would I lie?

BAYLISS

                                                                    Because youíre afraid.

WITNESS #1

                                                                    Me?  Iím not afraid of nobody.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Yes, you are.  Youíre frightened.
                                                                    Of the man who shot Al Giardello.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Youíre afraid if he finds out that
                                                                    you IDíd him, heíll come back, shoot
                                                                    you, too.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Listen, if you know anything, tell
                                                                    us.  Weíll protect you.

WITNESS #1

                                                                    Oh yeah.  How?  This goes to trial,
                                                                    I gotta testify.  The gunman gets
                                                                    off, Iím dead.  No thanks.  I got no
                                                                    reason to die for that goon Giardello.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Goon?

WITNESS #1

                                                                    Legalizing drugs, thatís just insane.

BAYLISS

                                                                    You donít tell us what you know, the
                                                                    gunmanís free, running around the
                                                                    streets.  He hits his mark next time,
                                                                    he kills someone, thatís on you.

WITNESS #1

                                                                    Guess what, I can carry that.

BAYLISS

                                                                            (sighs)
                                                                    Thanks for your time.

WITNESS #1

                                                                    Hey, so when can I re-open?

          As PEMBLETON kicks a garbage can,

CUT TO:
45      INT. WAITING ROOM/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          RUSSERT sits with ROSINA and MIKE, as J.H. BRODIE approaches.

BRODIE

                                                                    Hiya.

RUSSERT

                                                                    Brodie.  Mike, Missus Giardello,
                                                                    this is J.J. Brodie, he used to work
                                                                    with us in Homicide.

ROSINA

                                                                    Hello.  Thank you for coming.

BRODIE

                                                                    I was in D.C. for a film festival
                                                                    and I heard about the Lieutenant.
                                                                            (holds up stuffed
                                                                             giraffe)
                                                                    I bought him a giraffe.  Howís he
                                                                    doing?

MIKE

                                                                    I canít get anybody to tell me
                                                                    anything.  I canít even find out who
                                                                    I should be mad at for not telling
                                                                    me.

BRODIE

                                                                    I thought ER doctors were supposed
                                                                    to be so compassionate and caring
                                                                    and all that crapola.

MIKE

                                                                    As far as I can tell, they donít
                                                                    give a tinkerís dam.

          COMMOTION at the elevators.  REPORTERS, including DANIELS,
          YELLING questions at ROBERT GESSNER, forties, Redford-esque,
          stepping into view.

DANIELS

                                                                    Mister Gessner, how will todayís
                                                                    shooting affect balloting on Tuesday?
                                                                    Do you think Al Giardello will benefit
                                                                    from a sympathy vote?  Will this put
                                                                    you even further behind at the polls?

GESSNER

                                                                    The polls be damned, Dawn, a manís
                                                                    life is at stake.  Al Giardello and
                                                                    I may disagree on many fundamental
                                                                    issues, but when a tragedy like this
                                                                    occurs it is essential to put aside
                                                                    our differences and bring the city
                                                                    together.  Iím not here as a candidate
                                                                    for Mayor, Iím here as a concerned
                                                                    citizen, as a friend.

MIKE

                                                                            (to RUSSERT)
                                                                    My father hates this guyís guts.

          GESSNER approaches MIKE.

GESSNER

                                                                    How are you holding up there, son?

MIKE

                                                                    Iím alright.

GESSNER

                                                                    Good man.

          As GESSNER shakes MIKEís hand, nodding grimly for the cameras,

CUT TO:
46      INT. DESASSY APARTMENT - DAY

          HOWARD and FALSONE across from SHIRLEY DESASSY, thirty-five,
          world weary, drunk.

DESASSY

                                                                    When I heard Giardello had taken a
                                                                    bullet, Iíll admit, I thought, ďWell,
                                                                    thatís some damn justice for youĒ...

          FLASHBACK --

          As GIARDELLO shoots RAYMOND DESASSY,

CUT TO:
          BACK TO PRESENT --

HOWARD

                                                                    Where were you this morning, Missus
                                                                    Desassy?

DESASSY

                                                                    Me?  Right here.  Making love to
                                                                    this bottle of Tanqueray.

HOWARD

                                                                    You start drinking early in the
                                                                    morning?

DESASSY

                                                                    No.

FALSONE

                                                                    No?

DESASSY

                                                                    I donít start early, Ďcause I donít
                                                                    stop the night before

FALSONE

                                                                    Maybe you should get some help.

DESASSY

                                                                    Maybe you oughta shove this bottle
                                                                    where the sun donít shine.

HOWARD

                                                                    Anybody vouch for your whereabouts
                                                                    this morning?

DESASSY

                                                                    My next door neighbor.  She was over
                                                                    here, mooching a toot.

          HOWARD rises.  FALSONE follows suit.

HOWARD

                                                                    We may need you for further
                                                                    questioning...

DESASSY

                                                                    Ray and me, we was all each other
                                                                    had in the world.  And you cops killed
                                                                    him.  I hope that Giardello dies and
                                                                    goes straight to hell.  I only wish
                                                                    I had shot the bastard.

          As HOWARD and FALSONE exit,

CUT TO:
47      EXT. CANTON STREET - DAY

          RENE SHEPPARD and LEWIS exit Cavalier, survey pleasant, leafy,
          quaint Main Street, Baltimore County.

LEWIS

                                                                    Huh.

SHEPPARD

                                                                    I have to admit, White supremacist,
                                                                    I was expecting something a little
                                                                    more South Baltimore --

LEWIS

                                                                    House trailer, broken down rowhouse,
                                                                    major appliances on the front porch --

SHEPPARD

                                                                    Exactly.  Not so --

LEWIS

                                                                    Quaint.

SHEPPARD

                                                                    Uh-huh.  More --

LEWIS

                                                                    White trash.

SHEPPARD

                                                                    You said it, not me.

          They stroll up sidewalk.

SHEPPARD (cont.)

                                                                    You sure this is the right address?

LEWIS

                                                                    ĎCourse Iím sure.  Have I ever gotten
                                                                    the wrong address?  Donít answer...

          They stop in front of a Variety Store.  LEWIS shrugs.
          Puzzled, THEY go in:

48      OMIT

49      INT. WAITING ROOM/RADIO STATION - DAY

          LEWIS and SHEPPARD stop.  In front of them, behind glass,
          KARL MILLER, thirties, well-groomed, David Duke-ish, sits at
          console, headphones on, in front of mic, listening to a
          caller.  Their VOICES are audible over speakers:

CALLER (v.o.)

                                                                    Giardello got what he deserved.
                                                                    When the United States Government
                                                                    wages war on its own people and
                                                                    conspires with their enemies to
                                                                    legalize drugs, when the very identity
                                                                    of this country as a White Christian
                                                                    nation is in jeopardy --

          MILLER looks up, sees SHEPPARD and LEWIS.

MILLER

                                                                    Terry, I couldnít agree with you
                                                                    more.  In the words of Thomas
                                                                    Jefferson -- which Timothy McVeigh
                                                                    wore on a tee-shirt -- the tree of
                                                                    liberty must be watered frequently
                                                                    with the blood of patriots and tyrants --

          LEWIS holds up his badge and TAPS on the glass.

MILLER (cont.)

                                                                    Ladies and gentlemen, stay tuned.
                                                                    It looks like Iím about to interview
                                                                   two of Baltimore Cityís finest.

          SHEPPARD and LEWIS enter Studio, LEWIS points to ďon airĒ
          light.  As MILLER reluctantly turns it off,

CUT TO:
50      INT. CHAPEL/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          MIKE enters.  CARDINAL KEELER is at the altar.

KEELER

                                                                    Michael.

MIKE

                                                                    Your Eminence.

KEELER

                                                                    Weíre all praying for your father.

MIKE

                                                                    Thank you.  I appreciate that.

KEELER

                                                                    God bless you.

          KEELER exits.  MIKE lights a candle at the altar, then pulls
          out his Rosary.  As HE kneels and says his Rosary, praying
          with all his heart,

CUT TO:
A51    INT. OPERATING ROOM #5/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          Classical MUSIC PLAYS as SURGICAL TEAM works on GIARDELLO.
          Doctor ROBERT WILLIAMS reaches deep into GIARDELLOíS abdomen
          with surgical instrument and pulls out a battered bloody
          bullet.  He holds it up to the light.

WILLIAMS

                                                                    Thatís one.  Big sucker --

          O.R. NURSE holds out tray.  WILLIAMS drops bullet on tray
          and turns to consult X-ray that Doctor ELI DEVILBISS holds
          up for him.

WILLIAMS (cont.)

                                                                    Whereís the other one?
                                                                            (off X-ray)
                                                                    There.  Lodged up under the second
                                                                    lower left rib.  Lots of lovely bone
                                                                    fragment debris from the pulverized
                                                                    rib --

DEVILBISS

                                                                    Pressureís sixty over palp, heart
                                                                    rate one-twenty.

WILLIAMS

                                                                    Okay.  Iíll extract the slug first,
                                                                    then weíll spend the rest of day
                                                                    tweezing rib slivers out of his gut.

          WILLIAMS bends to his work. Behind him, the door opens.  A
          tall Black MAN, in surgical mask, gown and cap, enters.  No
          one pays any attention.  The MAN stands near the door, watches
          for a moment, then brings his arm up.  The movement catches
          the eye of DEVILBISS, who glances in his direction.

DEVILBISS

                                                                    Excuse me, are you in the right --

          MAN is pointing a gun.  DEVILBISS stops, not understanding
          what heís seeing.  A beat.  Then MAN FIRES several shots --

          DEVILBISS ducks as monitor SHATTERS behind him.  A moment of
          silence, classical MUSIC keeps PLAYING, then SCREAMS and
          SHOUTING.  CHAOS.  DEVILBISS looks up: MAN is gone.  NURSES
          are CRYING.  DEVILBISS looks around.  WILLIAMS has thrown
          himself over GIARDELLO.  O.R. NURSE grabs intercom and starts
          SCREAMING into it as DEVILBISS goes to WILLIAMS:

O.R. NURSE

                                                                    Security.  Security.  Thereís been a
                                                                    shooting in O.R. Five --

DEVILBISS

                                                                    Is the patient okay?

O.R. NURSE

                                                                    A shooting, a shooting in O.R. Five --

          WILLIAMS doesnít respond.  DEVILBISS pulls WILLIAMS up, turns
          him over.  Heís unconscious, his chest a wet red mass of
          blood.  DEVILBISS stares:  Is this the patients blood or
          Williamsí?

DEVILBISS

                                                                    Oh, God.  Doctor Williams has been
                                                                    shot.  Doctor Williams has been shot.
                                                                            (to O.R.NURSE)
                                                                    Code Red, Code Red.

O.R. NURSE

                                                                    Code Red, Code Red, we need another
                                                                    surgeon, stat --

          As O.R. NURSE SCREAMS into intercom, the TRAUMA TEAM tends
          to both WILLIAMS and GIARDELLO,

FADE OUT.
END OF ACT THREE

ACT FOUR

           FADE IN:

B51    INT. ER ENTRANCE/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          BRODIE, in scrubs, carrying camera, brushes past tall Black
          MAN, still in scrubs, face turned away.  MAN exits building.
          As BRODIE heads for elevator, CHAOS erupts.  As a FLOOD of
          COPS and SECURITY head upstairs,

CUT TO:
C51    INT. OPERATING ROOM #5/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          CHAOS continues, as MEDICAL STAFF lifts WILLIAMS onto gurney.

DEVILBISS

                                                                    Weíve got to save Doctor Williams.

O.R. NURSE

                                                                    Take him to O.R. Four -- Weíve gotta
                                                                    keep working on this patient --

           DEVILBISS looks at O.R. NURSE, panicked, frozen.

D51    INT. HALLWAY/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          STAFF carries WILLIAMS into Operating Room #4, as other
          DOCTORS and NURSES rush toward them, splitting up between
          Operating Room #4 and Operating Room #5.  BRODIE comes down
          Hallway.

BRODIE

                                                                    Hey, what happened?

DEVILBISS

                                                                    Not now.

          DEVILBISS exits into Operating Room #4.  BRODIE crosses to
          door of Operating Room #4, looks in window.

E51    INT. OPERATING ROOM #4/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          SURGICAL TEAM works on WILLIAMS.

F51    INT. HALLWAY/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          BRODIE crosses to Operating Room #5, looks in window.

G51   INT. OPERATING ROOM #5/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          SURGICAL TEAM works on GIARDELLO.

H51   INT. HALLWAY/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          BRODIE, alone, in a now quiet Hall, mumbles to himself

BRODIE

                                                                    Strange days indeed.

          As BRODIE raises his camera and starts filming,

J51    EXT. CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          Cop Cars and QRT Vehicles.  QRT OFFICERS rush into Hospital
          as VISITORS, HOSPITAL STAFF and AMBULATORY PATIENTS are
          ushered out.  RICHARD GILROY is broadcasting:

GILROY

                                                                    ....In a bizarre development, shots
                                                                    were fired moments ago inside the
                                                                    hospital.  Itís unclear if this latest
                                                                    incident is related to the shooting
                                                                    earlier today of Mayoral candidate
                                                                    Al Giardello.  Police are clearing
                                                                    the building and QRT Teams are
                                                                    conducting a room by room search of
                                                                    the hospital --

          HE is drowned out by the SOUND of a HELICOPTER landing nearby.

K51   INT. CORRIDOR/ICU/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          QRT OFFICERS, let by QRT Lieutenant JASPER, march down eerily
          quiet and deserted floor.  They enter room with bedridden
          PATIENT, searching it quickly.  As THEY fan out and move on
          to the next room,

CUT TO:
L51    EXT. AMPITHEATRE/INNER HARBOR - DAY

          PEMBLETON and BAYLISS face WITNESS #2.

BAYLISS

                                                                    You sure you saw this drug dealer at
                                                                    the rally this morning?

WITNESS #2

                                                                    Easy Eddie Moe.  I know him all too
                                                                    well.  Used to cop from him when I
                                                                    was in the game.  Back in the day.
                                                                    Before I got clean.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Why would he be at a rally for
                                                                    Giardello?

WITNESS #2

                                                                    Thatís what Iím saying.  To take him
                                                                    down maybe.
                                                                    Drug dealers are so flipped out by
                                                                    the idea of Giardello being Mayor,
                                                                    theyíre even registering to vote.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    And how do we find Easy Eddie?

WITNESS #2

                                                                    You might talk to Bernie Weeks down
                                                                    at the Sandís Lounge.  Eddie used to
                                                                    work for him.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Bernie Weeks?  Wasnít he that dealer
                                                                    we busted by mistake, looking for
                                                                    Manuel Renderos?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Yeah, he wasnít our killer, but he
                                                                    had fifty kilos of coke in the trunk
                                                                    of his car.

BAYLISS

                                                                    And heís back on the street already.
                                                                            (to WITNESS #2)
                                                                    Okay, thanks.

          PEMBLETON and BAYLISS turn and walk away.

BAYLISS (cont.)

                                                                    Well, what do we do now?  Pass this
                                                                    along to Gharty?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    We could.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Or --

PEMBLETON

                                                                    We could check it out ourselves.

          As BAYLISS and PEMBLETON move off,

CUT TO:
51      INT. STUDIO/RADIO STATION - DAY

          MILLER looks at LEWIS and SHEPPARD.

SHEPPARD

                                                                    Where were you this morning around
                                                                    eight-fifteen?

MILLER

                                                                    When Giardello got shot?

LEWIS

                                                                    Yeah.

MILLER

                                                                    On the air.  And when the good news
                                                                    came out over the Jewish-controlled
                                                                    mainstream media, we popped a bottle
                                                                    of genuine American sparkling wine
                                                                    and shared the glad tidings with our
                                                                    listeners across the country.

SHEPPARD

                                                                    Across the country?

MILLER

                                                                    We reach most of our followers on
                                                                    the Internet.

SHEPPARD

                                                                    You can verify you were in the studio
                                                                    at the time of the shooting?

MILLER

                                                                    Iíll play you the tapes.

LEWIS

                                                                    Those can be faked.  You couldíve
                                                                    been on the air and nowhere near
                                                                    this place.

MILLER

                                                                    Iíll give you a list of people who
                                                                    were in and out of the station all
                                                                    morning and saw me.  In the flesh.

LEWIS

                                                                    Hereís a pen.  Start writing.

          MILLER starts writing, laughs.

MILLER

                                                                    I do wish we were on the air right
                                                                    now, so that I could describe you
                                                                    all for the benefit of my audience.

SHEPPARD

                                                                    What do you mean?

MILLER

                                                                    Well, weíre always talking on my
                                                                    program about mud people -- youíre
                                                                    familiar with the term?

SHEPPARD

                                                                    Yeah.  I am.

MILLER

                                                                    One of our favorite topics.  Along
                                                                    with the evils of race-mixing.
                                                                    And look at the two of you.  Prime
                                                                    examples of both.

          On LEWIS and SHEPPARD, ďoh, man, this guy,Ē

CUT TO:
52      EXT. CANTON STREET - DAY

          LEWIS and SHEPPARD exit Store, with witness list.

LEWIS

                                                                    Gotta admit, theyíve come a long way
                                                                    from Grand Kleagles, burning crosses
                                                                    and ďBirth of a NationĒ --

SHEPPARD

                                                                    Yup.  Good old boys have definitely
                                                                    traded their bedsheets for websites.
                                                                            (re: list)
                                                                    Assuming these check out, Millerís
                                                                    not Geeís shooter.

LEWIS

                                                                    No, but he might have told someone
                                                                    else to pull the trigger.

SHEPPARD

                                                                    Or he might have just incited it.
                                                                    If the shooter turns out to be one
                                                                    of his regular listeners, maybe we
                                                                    can tie Miller in.

LEWIS

                                                                    Man, Iíd love to pin something on
                                                                    this racist clown, some kinda
                                                                    conspiracy charge --

          Three SKINHEADS block the sidewalk.

SKINHEAD

                                                                    What are you doing here?

LEWIS

                                                                    On second thought, they may have
                                                                    changed, but they ainít evolved

SHEPPARD

                                                                    Ask me. theyíre going backwards.

SKINHEAD

                                                                    We got rights, too.  Freedom of
                                                                    speech.  You made a big mistake
                                                                    closing down Millerís show --

          SKINHEAD puts his hands on SHEPPARD, who flips him around
          and cuffs him as LEWIS simultaneously draws his gun and badges
          other two SKINHEADS.

LEWIS

                                                                    Anybody else wanna ride Downtown?

          As SHEPPARD puts SKINHEAD in the Cavalier,

CUT TO:
A53    EXT. STATE POLICE HEADQUARTERS - DAY

          Establishing.

B53    INT. SCREENING ROOM/STATE POLICE HEADQUARTERS - DAY

          A state-of-the art video/audio facility.  STIVERS and BALLARD
          sit with ROBBIE ROBERTS, Chief State Lab Tech.  Dozens of
          tape cassettes from Channels Two, Eleven, Thirteen and Fox
          Forty-Five litter the console.

STIVERS

                                                                    Next tape...

          ON SCREEN: A newsreel videotape plays.  The Ampitheatre at
          the Inner Harbor.  Faces of an expectant crowd.

BALLARD

                                                                    This is from ĎBAL, Channel Eleven.

          BALLARD and STIVERS study the faces on the videotape.

          ON SCREEN: Faces in the crowd.  Giardello comes into frame.

          BALLARD and STIVERS lean in, searching for a clue.

ROBERTS

                                                                    Maybe we should push the tape.  To
                                                                    where Giardello gets shot.

          ON SCREEN:  The Homeless Man grabs Giardello

STIVERS (v.o., cont.)

                                                                    Stop.

          ROBERTS hits button which freezes tape.

          ON SCREEN:  The startled image of Giardello instinctively
          shying away from the Homeless Man.

          STIVERS circles an eight-inch diameter ON SCREEN.

STIVERS (cont.)

                                                                    Bring this section here up?

          ROBERTS hits a few bells and whistles.

          ON SCREEN:  The section is enlarges times five.  The image
          zooms up grainy.  The hands of everyone within reach of
          Giardello.  Only the bottom of Giardelloís suit is ON SCREEN.

STIVERS (cont.)

                                                                    The gun the gun the gun, where the
                                                                    hell is the gun?

          As BALLARD and STIVERS look at the enlarged anonymous hands,

CUT TO:
C53    EXT. EMERGENCY ROOM/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          Sidewalk, street, parking lot now full of VISITORS, STAFF
          and PATIENTS, ambulatory and in wheelchairs, COPS, QRT
          OFFICERS  and NEWS MEDIA.  BARNFATHER stands with MIKE.

MIKE

                                                                    How could something like this happen?

BARNFATHER

                                                                    We had officers posted on every floor.

MIKE

                                                                    Then how did the shooter get in?  If
                                                                    I were paranoid, Iíd say someone in
                                                                    the Department is involved --

BARNFATHER

                                                                    Iím gonna forget you said that --

MIKE

                                                                    Has QRT has sealed off the building?

BARNFATHER

                                                                    Yes.  Weíll catch him.  Itís only a
                                                                    matter of time.

          Officer JAY SALERNO approaches.

SALERNO

                                                                    Officer Giardello?

MIKE

                                                                    Howís my dad?

SALERNO

                                                                    They got another surgeon working on
                                                                    him.  Didnít miss a beat.

MIKE

                                                                    What about his surgeon?  The one who
                                                                    got shot?

SALERNO

                                                                    Doctor Williams.

MIKE

                                                                    Is he gonna make it?

SALERNO

                                                                    Who knows a second surgical teamís
                                                                    cutting into him now.

MIKE

                                                                    Thanks.

BARNFATHER

                                                                   Are we positive the two shootings
                                                                    are related?

MIKE

                                                                    Of course theyíre related, whatíre
                                                                    you talking about?

BARNFATHER

                                                                    Maybe Doctor Mehta has enemies.

MIKE

                                                                    The shooter was after my father --

BARNFATHER

                                                                    We wonít know for sure until we can
                                                                    get in there and investigate.  And
                                                                    right now our Crime Scene is still
                                                                    an O.R.

          JASPER exits building, sees BARNFATHER, shrugs.

JASPER

                                                                    Heís not in there.

MIKE

                                                                    He got away.

          MIKE curses under his breath.

BARNFATHER

                                                                    Letís get everybody back inside.

          As STAFF and PATIENTS start to re-enter building,

CUT TO:
D53   INT. SANDíS LOUNGE - DAY

          BAYLISS and PEMBLETON play pool with BERNIE WEEKS.

WEEKS

                                                                    Iíve always wondered, myself, why
                                                                    donít they do what heís saying, you
                                                                    know, kick the bottom out of the
                                                                    market by making the stuff legal.
                                                                    Put me outta business like that --

          He misses shot.  BAYLISS takes a turn.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    So youíre happy about somebody trying
                                                                    to kill Giardello?

WEEKS

                                                                    I didnít say that.  Could backfire.
                                                                    The, whatchacallit, sympathy vote.

BAYLISS

                                                                    You know our next question.

WEEKS

                                                                    Do I got an alibi?

BAYLISS

                                                                    Yeah.

WEEKS

                                                                            (reaching for cellphone)
                                                                    Maybe I should call my attorney --

BAYLISS

                                                                            (stops him)
                                                                    You donít have to lawyer up.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    This is still friendly.  You lawyer
                                                                    up, we gotta put you in the system.
                                                                    Waste a time for all of us.

WEEKS

                                                                    You Homicide, right?  Know anybody
                                                                    in Narcotics?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Yes.  Absolutely.

WEEKS

                                                                    You got any juice with Steve Fletcher?

PEMBLETON

                                                                            (no clue)
                                                                    I could talk to him, yeah.

WEEKS

                                                                    If you could get the bastard off my
                                                                    back -- Heís camping out on my front
                                                                    stoop.  My oldest daughter thinks
                                                                    heís gonna kill me, bust the door
                                                                    down and grease me in my own bed.
                                                                    The stress is aggravating her asthma.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Iíll speak to him.

WEEKS

                                                                    I didnít do Giardello.

BAYLISS

                                                                    What about your crew?

WEEKS

                                                                    Them neither.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Witness put Easy Moe at the scene.

WEEKS

                                                                    He doesnít work for me anymore.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Know where we can find him?

WEEKS

                                                                    Iíd try his momaís house first.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Let me just make this shot --

          As PEMBLETON shoots and scratches,

CUT TO:
E53    EXT. STREET - DAY

          BAYLISS and PEMBLETON exit Lounge.

PEMBLETON (cont.)

                                                                    Weíll give this to Gharty.  If Easy
                                                                    Eddieís the shooter, heís in the
                                                                    wind.  You and I wonít be able to
                                                                    find him on our own.  I could use a
                                                                    cup of coffee.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Iím buying.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    I canít.  ĎCause of the stroke --

BAYLISS

                                                                    Oh, yeah.  For a minute, I forgot.
                                                                    For a minute, time seemed not to
                                                                    have gone by.  For a minute, it was
                                                                    eight years ago... Yíknow, Frank, I
                                                                    never really told you how much I
                                                                    enjoyed being your partner.  How
                                                                    much I loved... working with you.

          PEMBLETON eyes BAYLISS, clicks his tongue.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    You think maybe a cop shot Gee?

BAYLISS

                                                                    A what?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    A cop.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Why would one of us wanna shoot the
                                                                    Lieutenant?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Not one of us.  A cop with attitudes.
                                                                    Prejudices.  A red-neck cop.

BAYLISS

                                                                    God knows there are plenty of them.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    A Gaffney.  A guy whoís put in the
                                                                    time, walked the beat, now sees
                                                                    Giardello making the reach for power --
                                                                    decides to change history.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Interesting theory.  Cops as killers.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Happens.  Kellerman plugged Luther
                                                                    Mahoney.  And I still think a boy in
                                                                    blue finished off Gordon Pratt.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Me too.  But saying youíre right,
                                                                    saying some law enforcement officer
                                                                    shot Gee, how do we find him?  Where
                                                                    do we start to look?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    I donít know.  Needle Ďn haystack
                                                                    time... letís go see how Ballard and
                                                                    Stivers are doing with the video
                                                                    tapes.

          They get to Car.

PEMBLETON (cont.)

                                                                    You know why I left Homicide?  Because
                                                                    I couldnít hear one more confession.
                                                                    I got sick of hearing people confess
                                                                    to me.  Like some Jesuit, I would
                                                                    sit there in ďThe Box,Ē listening to
                                                                    a man not just admit that heíd killed
                                                                    someone.  But cop to all the crap in
                                                                    his life, over the course of his
                                                                    life, that had led him to that moment.

BAYLISS

                                                                    The merit of a whole life can be
                                                                    undone in a single moment.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Who said that?

BAYLISS

                                                                    The Buddha.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    The Buddha.  Huh.  Well, he was right,
                                                                    exactly.  But unlike a priest, I
                                                                    could never give the man what he
                                                                    really needed --absolution.  I could
                                                                    only give him prison time.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Youídíve made a great Jesuit, Frank.

          As THEY get into Car and drive off,

CUT TO:
F53    INT. HALLWAY/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          GIARDELLO is wheeled out of O.R., under guard, accompanied
          by assortment of COPS.  As THEY move him toward ICU,

FADE OUT.
END OF ACT FOUR

ACT FIVE

          FADE IN:

G53   INT. SCREENING ROOM/STATE POLICE HEADQUARTERS - DAY

          STIVERS and BALLARD sit at the video console.  An empty pizza
          box and cans of soda litter the console.  STIVERS sips a
          Coke.  ROBERTS isolates another section of tape, freezing
          the image of a startled, frightened Giardello from another
          angle.  A middle-aged Black Man zooms up.

ROBERTS

                                                                    This guy?

BALLARD

                                                                    That guy.

ROBERTS

                                                                    You wanna see whatís in his hands?

STIVERS

                                                                    Do your voodoo.

          ROBERTS works the controls.  A section of the frame zooms
          up, a grainy image of the Black Man holding an object.

BALLARD

                                                                    Heís holding something.  His right
                                                                    hand.

          STIVERS steps to the screen, anxious.

STIVERS

                                                                    Pop it bigger.

          ROBERTS works the controls.  The Black Manís right hand zooms
          up, isolated, more grainy.  STIVERS studies the image.

STIVERS (cont.)

                                                                    Is that a gun?

          BALLARD steps to the screen, anticipating.  ROBERTS zooms up
          the Black Manís hand to fill the entire screen.  His hand
          holds a rectangular object.

BALLARD

                                                                    I canít tell.

          The image zooms up again, isolating the fingers on the Black
          Manís hand.  BAYLISS and PEMBLETON enter.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Anything?

STIVERS

                                                                    I dunno.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    You dunno, so maybe youíve got
                                                                    something?

STIVERS

                                                                    Maybe.
                                                                            (to ROBERTS)
                                                                    Heís definitely holding something.

BALLARD

                                                                    But what?

          ON SCREEN:  The Black Manís fingers are enlarged times two.

STIVERS

                                                                    Itís not a gun.

BAYLISS

                                                                            (re: image ON SCREEN)
                                                                    Thatís a camera.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    One of the disposable kinds.

BALLARD

                                                                            (to BAYLISS)
                                                                    You got anything?

BAYLISS

                                                                    Maybe.  Drug dealer with a grudge.
                                                                    Passed it on to Gharty.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    How far into these tapes are you?

BALLARD

                                                                    ĎBout halfway.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    You mind if we sit in?

STIVERS

                                                                    Not a problem.

          On the grainy image of Giardello ON SCREEN,

CUT TO:
H53    INT. GIARDELLOíS ROOM/ICU/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          GIARDELLO, unconscious, wired and intubated.

PULL BACK TO:
J53     INT. CORRIDOR/ICU/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          MIKE looks in at his father, talking to Doctor VICTOR EHRLICH.

EHRLICH

                                                                    Iím not gonna sugarcoat reality for
                                                                    you.  The internal damage is
                                                                    substantial.
                                                                    Your father was shot twice in the
                                                                    abdomen.  One bullet pierced his
                                                                    right kidney and colon, the other
                                                                    missed the vital organs but pulverized
                                                                    a rib.

MIKE

                                                                    Mother of God --

EHRLICH

                                                                    Heís looking at several more
                                                                    operations to fully repair his colon
                                                                    and remove the damaged kidney.  And
                                                                    the risk of peritonitis remains high.

MIKE

                                                                    So whatís your most pessimistic
                                                                    assessment?

EHRLICH

                                                                    Recoveryís going to take time, but I
                                                                    think his long-term prognosis is
                                                                    good.  Heís a very strong man, his
                                                                    general health is excellent.

MIKE

                                                                    Whenís he gonna come to?  When do
                                                                    you think I can talk to him?

EHRLICH

                                                                    I donít know.

MIKE

                                                                    Huh.  Well, thatís refreshing.  A
                                                                    doctor who doesnít know everything.

EHRLICH

                                                                    Youíre welcome.

          EHRLICH turns to go.

MIKE

                                                                    Hey, Iím not thanking you.  Iíve
                                                                    been here all day, worried to death,
                                                                    couldnít get a straight answer from
                                                                    anybody.  I have to tell you, Iíve
                                                                    got a lot of problems with the way
                                                                    this place is run --

EHRLICH

                                                                    I was two under par on the fifteenth
                                                                    green with a four-foot gimme, about
                                                                    to go to three under when I got
                                                                    beeped.  Dropped my club, didnít
                                                                    even take the shot.
                                                                    I get here, the O.R. is a war zone.
                                                                    Kosovo on ice.  You rather we held
                                                                    your hand or saved your fatherís life?
                                                                            (as he walks away)
                                                                    Putz.

          On MIKE, ďwell, you put it that way,Ē

CUT TO:
K53    INT. SCREENING ROOM/STATE POLICE HEADQUARTERS - DAY

          ON SCREEN: A new section of news videotape plays.  Giardello
          and Schmoke bask in the glow of the crowdís reception.  WE
          HEAR a barely audible ďpop-pop-popĒ through the CHEERING.
          Giardello and the Police Officers react to the muffled report
          of gunshots.

STIVERS

                                                                    Hear that?

BAYLISS

                                                                            (re: the audio)
                                                                    Pop-pop-pop.  The gun.

          ON SCREEN: Giardello, stunned, in pain, grimacing, falling
          out of frame as Stiegler reaches for Giardello.

BALLARD

                                                                    Lookit Gee there.  Heís hurt.

          BALLARD turns from the SCREEN.  Slow motion.  Giardello being
          shot from yet a third angle.

          ROBERTS works controls.

          ON SCREEN: The image of Giardello falling is frozen.  The
          image is blown up in sections of the frame, in rapid sequence.

STIVERS

                                                                    I see Gee getting shot.  We need the
                                                                    reverse.  To see from wherever the
                                                                    shots are coming from.

ROBERTS

                                                                    I can only give you what you give
                                                                    me.

STIVERS

                                                                    I know that.

ROBERTS

                                                                    So Iím giving you what you have.

STIVERS

                                                                    I said, I know that.

          As BALLARD pats STIVERSí arm,

CUT TO:
L53     INT. GIARDELLOíS ROOM/ICU/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          MIKE slumbers in chair.  Sunlight hits his face.  HAND taps
          him on shoulder.  He wakes with a start --

MIKE

                                                                    Hey --

          GIARDELLO, dressed, smiling, knots his tie.

GIARDELLO

                                                                    Letís go.

          Stunned, MIKE looks over to bed.  Itís empty, made.

GIARDELLO (cont.)

                                                                    Buy you breakfast?

MIKE

                                                                    Whatíre you doing?  Get back in bed --

GIARDELLO

                                                                    Mike, Iím fine.  Never felt better.

MIKE

                                                                    You were shot, twice.  You shouldnít
                                                                    be outta bed --

GIARDELLO

                                                                    I feel fine.  Come on, letís grab
                                                                    some scrapple at Jimmyís.  A couple
                                                                    of funnel cakes with frim-fram sauce
                                                                    and shifaffa on the side --

MIKE

                                                                    What?

GIARDELLO

                                                                    Nat King Cole was a merry old soul
                                                                    and a merry old soul was he --

MIKE

                                                                    Listen, pop, you really think you
                                                                    should be doing this?

GIARDELLO

                                                                    My cholesterolís down, Iíll risk it --

MIKE

                                                                    I donít mean breakfast at Jimmyís, I
                                                                    mean checking yourself out of the hospital.

          GIARDELLO looks around, grins, leans in, finger to lips.

GIARDELLO

                                                                    Donít ask, donít tell.  I wonít, if
                                                                    you wonít --

MIKE

                                                                    Pop, youíre not making sense, please
                                                                    lie back down, lemme call the nurse --

GIARDELLO

                                                                    Last one out is a rotten egg --

          Grinning, GIARDELLO walks out.  As MIKE leaps up,

CUT TO:
M53    INT. GIARDELLOíS ROOM/ICU/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          Asleep in chair, MIKE comes forward with jolt, wakes up.  He
          looks over at GIARDELLO, who lies unconscious in bed, IVíd
          and wired.  MIKE rubs his eyes, as Doctor JULIANNA COX and
          Doctor GEORGE GRISCOM enter.

GRISCOM

                                                                    Mike...

MIKE

                                                                    Hello, Doctor Griscom.

GRISCOM

                                                                    Do you know Julianna Cox?  My
                                                                    predecessor as Chief Medical Examiner.

COX

                                                                    Sorry about your dad.

MIKE

                                                                    Thanks.

GRISCOM

                                                                    Weíve been talking to his doctor.
                                                                    Getting the full story.

COX

                                                                    Knowing Gee the way I do, Iím sure
                                                                    heíll pull through.

MIKE

                                                                    Yeah.  Hope so.  I gotta take a walk.

          MIKE exits.  As COX and GRISCOM turn toward GIARDELLO,

CUT TO:
53       INT. WAITING ROOM/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          MIKE enters Room as RUSSERT approaches with ROSINA.

RUSSERT

                                                                    Mike, Iím gonna take your grandmother
                                                                    home.  Sheís exhausted.

MIKE

                                                                    Thanks, Megan.
                                                                            (kisses ROSINA)
                                                                    Get some rest.

RUSSERT

                                                                    Youíre tired, too.  Maybe you should
                                                                    go, grab some nap-time.

MIKE

                                                                    No.  Iím too fired up to sleep.
                                                                    Whereís Brodie?

RUSSERT

                                                                    I dunno.  He wandered off somewhere.

          RUSSERT stands at elevator as doors open to reveal:

KELLERMAN

                                                                    Hey, Megan.

          RUSSERT gets in, without a word, as KELLERMAN gets off.

KELLERMAN (cont.)

                                                                    Nice to see you, too...

          Doors close. KELLERMAN turns to MIKE.

KELLERMAN (cont.)

                                                                    They told me downstairs that your
                                                                    dadís out of surgery.

MIKE

                                                                    Yeah, heís in ICU.

KELLERMAN

                                                                    Any word from Homicide, they catch
                                                                    the shooter?

MIKE

                                                                    Geez, I donít know.  Iíve been so
                                                                    caught up here --

KELLERMAN

                                                                    Iím sure theyíre all over it.

MIKE

                                                                    Yeah... Maybe Iíll head down there,
                                                                    check things out.  I got an idea I
                                                                    have to tell Gharty about.

KELLERMAN

                                                                    I could go with you.
                                                                            (off MIKEís look)
                                                                    Hey, I know Iím not a cop anymore.
                                                                    And I know there are alotta people
                                                                    whoíd be just as happy never to see
                                                                    my puss again.  But Gee was always
                                                                    good to me.  And fair.

          MIKE nods, as BRODIE returns, still in scrubs, with camera.

KELLERMAN (cont.)

                                                                    Brodie...

BRODIE

                                                                    I just filmed a bypass operation.
                                                                    Did you know this is the hospital
                                                                    where Edgar Allen Poe died of rabies?

MIKE

                                                                    Weíre gonna head over to Headquarters
                                                                    for a little while.  If my dad comes
                                                                    to, beep me.

          As MIKE and KELLERMAN head off,

CUT TO:
A54    INT. GIARDELLOíS ROOM/ICU/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          GRISCOM and COX study X-rays, consult chart over GIARDELLO,
          still unconscious.

GRISCOM

                                                                    That kidneyís definitely history --

COX

                                                                    Itís amazing how effectively they
                                                                    treat massive traumas nowadays.
                                                                    Even ten years ago, these bad boys
                                                                    would have been fatal.

GRISCOM

                                                                    The upside of automatic weapons.
                                                                    Theyíve expanded the boundaries of
                                                                    medical science.

COX

                                                                    Talk about a silver lining.  I wish
                                                                    we knew what caliber --

GRISCOM

                                                                    Whatís your best guess?

COX

                                                                    >From the size of the entry wounds
                                                                    and the internal trajectories, Iíd
                                                                    say a nine mil.

          She raises GIARDELLOís sheet, peeks under smock.

COX (cont.)

                                                                    Odd.

GRISCOM

                                                                    What?

COX

                                                                    Iím not used to seeing a body thatís
                                                                    still breathing... No powder burns.

GRISCOM

                                                                    So judging from the internal damage,
                                                                    the assailant was how far away when
                                                                    he fired, would you say?

COX

                                                                    Fifteen feet, max.

GRISCOM

                                                                    Maybe as much as twenty-five.

COX

                                                                    Injuries are too severe for that
                                                                    distance, he must have been closer.

GRISCOM

                                                                    Iíd love to get in there and have a
                                                                    really good look around.  Not that
                                                                    Iíd want him --

COX

                                                                    No, no, of course not.  But I know
                                                                    what you mean --

GRISCOM

                                                                    Yes, Iím sure you do.

          On GRISCOM and COX, just itching to do that autopsy,

CUT TO:
54       OMIT

55       INT. LIEUTENANTíS OFFICE/HOMICIDE UNIT - DAY

          MIKE stands across from GHARTY at desk

MIKE

                                                                    Iím here Ďcause Iíve been thinking --
                                                                    and Iíve had alotta time to think --
                                                                    When I first came back to Baltimore,
                                                                    there was a series of murders in
                                                                    Little Italy.

GHARTY

                                                                    Your cousin, right?

MIKE

                                                                    Mario.
CUT TO:
          FLASHBACK --

          On GIARDELLO finding Mario Giardello dead in the bathtub,

CUT TO:
          BACK TO PRESENT --

MIKE (cont.)

                                                                    We eventually caught and convicted
                                                                    the two children of one of Marioís
                                                                    old enemies, Carlo Roletta --

GHARTY

                                                                    I remember.

MIKE

                                                                    Maybe another member of the Roletta
                                                                    family is responsible for Dadís shooting.

GHARTY

                                                                    Possibly...

MIKE

                                                                    Put one of your guys on it.

GHARTY

                                                                    Maybe I oughta put you on it.

MIKE

                                                                    Me?

GHARTY

                                                                    You were in the F.B.I.  Youíre a
                                                                    helluva cop.  You know the people in
                                                                    that neighborhood, theyíll talk to you.

MIKE

                                                                    Okay, yeah, just a casual conversation
                                                                    between me and some old friends.

          On GHARTY, nodding

SMASH CUT TO:
56       EXT. ALLEY/LITTLE ITALY - DAY

          SONG BEGINS.  CU on ITALIAN GUY #1 being rocked.  PULL BACK
          to REVEAL MIKE, in street clothes, stomping ITALIAN GUY #1.
          As KELLERMAN looks on dispassionately,

CUT TO:
57       EXT. SIDESTREET/LITTLE ITALY - DAY

          SONG CONTINUES.  CU on ITALIAN GUY #2 being rocked.  PULL
          BACK to REVEAL MIKE stomping ITALIAN GUY #2.  As KELLERMAN
          sips coffee,

CUT TO:
58       EXT. PLAYGROUND/LITTLE ITALY - DAY

          SONG CONTINUES.  MIKE chasing down middle-aged ITALIAN GUY
          #3.  He catches ITALIAN GUY #3, smacks him down, begins
          kicking ITALIAN GUY #3.  ITALIAN GUY #3 balls up to protect
          his vitals.  As KELLERMAN chews slice of pizza,

CUT TO:
59       EXT. BOCCE BALL COURT/LITTLE ITALY - DAY

          SONG CONTINUES.  CU on an ELDER of the neighborhood, bug-
          eyed.  PULL BACK to REVEAL MIKE holding his service revolver
          to the ELDERís head, his forearm braced against the ELDERís
          throat.  KELLERMAN stops him.

KELLERMAN

                                                                    Mike, enough.

          MIKE breathes, steps back.

KELLERMAN (cont.)

                                                                    One of the things your father taught
                                                                    me was: How to recognize a dead end.

MIKE

                                                                    A dead end?

KELLERMAN

                                                                    Uh huh.

          On MIKE, frustrated,

CUT TO:
A60    INT. SWIMMING POOL - DAY

          GIARDELLO stands on bottom of dry Pool, wearing suit and tie
          and goggles.  Far above him is a LIGHT.  Suddenly, the Pool
          is full of water.

          UNDER WATER -- GIARDELLO looks up:  The LIGHT shimmers through
          the water like a distant beacon.

          GIARDELLO breaststrokes for surface.  He swims and swims,
          up, up, up, toward the LIGHT.  He breaks the surface, gasping,
          into the LIGHT.  He rips off his goggles, wipes the water
          from his eyes, looks around.

GIARDELLO

                                                                    Michael?  Michael?

          As GIARDELLO looks in vain for his son, treading water, trying
          to keep his head above the surface,

CUT TO:
B60    INT. GIARDELLOíS ROOM/ICU/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - DAY

          GIARDELLO, in bed, wired and IVíd, opens his eyes.

GIARDELLO

                                                                    Michael?  Michael?

          He looks over.  On Mikeís chair, empty,

FADE OUT.
END OF ACT FIVE

ACT SIX

60       OMIT

          THROUGH

81      OMIT

          FADE IN:

82      INT. SCREENING ROOM/STATE POLICE HEADQUARTERS - NIGHT

          ON SCREEN: Giardello smiles, the rapid dull REPEAT is HEARD,
          a ďpop-pop-popĒ.

          BALLARDís on the phone, making notes.  She hangs up.

BALLARD

                                                                    That was Falsone.  The day-old dead
                                                                    drug dealer, Yin Yang Hardwicke?

STIVERS

                                                                    The one he and Lewis caught this
                                                                    morning?

BALLARD

                                                                    The lab boys ran a comparison on the
                                                                    slugs outta Gee and our day-old dead
                                                                    drug dealer.  Same caliber, same
                                                                    gun.

BAYLISS

                                                                    We have a witness, places a dealer
                                                                    named Easy Eddie Moe at the scene.
                                                                    And another dealer who says Eddie
                                                                    had it in for Gee.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Maybe Easy Eddie shot Yin Yang, too.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Talk about bad kharma.

BALLARD

                                                                            (to STIVERS)
                                                                    Letís go meet Falsone, help him check
                                                                    this out.  See if thereís some
                                                                    connection between this Easy Eddie
                                                                    and Yin and Gee.  Maybe itís
                                                                    something, maybe itís nothing.

STIVERS

                                                                    Fine by me.  I canít look at these
                                                                    tapes for another second.

          As STIVERS and BALLARD exit, leaving PEMBLETON and BAYLISS
          behind,

CUT TO:
83       OMIT

A84    INT. SQUAD ROOM/HOMICIDE UNIT - NIGHT

          BOLANDER and MUNCH check their notes.

BOLANDER

                                                                    How man Black Nationalist groups
                                                                    are there in Baltimore?

MUNCH

                                                                    Many.  Lewis and Sheppard still
                                                                    working the various Aryan angles?

BOLANDER

                                                                    Yup.  Baltimore, city of brotherly
                                                                    love.

MUNCH

                                                                    Thatís Philadelphia.  Call me crazy,
                                                                    but wouldnít it make more sense at
                                                                    this point for us to switch?  I mean,
                                                                    what is Gharty thinking?

BILLIE LOU (o.c.)

                                                                    John.

          MUNCH turns to see BILLIE LOU MCCOY, very calm cool and
          collected.

MUNCH

                                                                    Billie Lou.

BILLIE LOU

                                                                    I heard you were in town.  Why havenít
                                                                    you come to see me?

MUNCH

                                                                    Billie Lou, this is my old partner,
                                                                    Stan Bolander.

BILLIE LOU

                                                                    Pleased to meet you.
                                                                            (to MUNCH)
                                                                    I guess you have to eat your words
                                                                    about never setting foot in Charm
                                                                    City again.

MUNCH

                                                                    When did I say that?

BOLANDER

                                                                    Maybe I need a cup of coffee --

BILLIE LOU

                                                                    And telling everybody I ran off with
                                                                    one of your colleagues.

MUNCH

                                                                    You know those New York cops, theyíll
                                                                    believe anything.

BILLIE LOU

                                                                    Whoíd you have in mind -- Stuart?

MUNCH

                                                                    Stivers.

BILLIE LOU

                                                                    In your dreams.

MUNCH

                                                                    Okay, Iím a dog.  Can we talk about
                                                                    this later?  Iím working --

BILLIE LOU

                                                                    You know where to find me.

          She exits.  BOLANDER looks at MUNCH.

BOLANDER

                                                                    The fourth ex-Missus Munch.

MUNCH

                                                                    You think maybe Iím not cut out for
                                                                    the domestic life?

BOLANDER

                                                                    Guys like us, work is where we shine.

          MUNCH nods.  As THEY go back to it,

CUT TO:
84       INT. SCREENING ROOM/STATE POLICE HEADQUARTERS - NIGHT

          ON SCREEN: The Inner Harbor crowd.  Giardello ascends the
          stage.  Daniels is pushed back.

          PEMBLETON and BAYLISS watch SCREEN.

BAYLISS

                                                                    You watch these tapes of Gee getting
                                                                    shot, over and over, in slo-mo, frame
                                                                    by frame, and the act itself stops
                                                                    being shocking.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Thatís the problem with the job.
                                                                    Things stop shocking you.

BAYLISS

                                                                    That murderer, Luke Ryland, that you
                                                                    said made me jumpy.  The women he
                                                                    killed, those murders still shocked
                                                                    me.  They angered me --

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Good.

          The tape plays Giardello smiling and the CAMERA PANNING left
          to right again.

PEMBLETON (cont.)

                                                                    Back it up.

          ROBERTS rewinds tape.  PEMBLETON points to SCREEN.

PEMBLETON (cont.)

                                                                    This here.

          ON SCREEN: The CAMERA PANNING left to right, picks up the
          WYAT Cameraman, Black, late forties, aiming his camera toward
          the unseen stage.  As the CAMERA continues to PAN left to
          right and the WYAT Cameraman being taped is about to leave
          FRAME, three FLASHES of different colored light flare the
          left side of the FRAME.  A split second.  The three FLASHES
          of light in sync with a dull REPEAT, ďpop-pop-popĒ.

PEMBLETON (cont.)

                                                                    ďPop-pop-pop,Ē with three flashes of
                                                                    light.  See, the colorís different
                                                                    from all the others.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Where?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Back it up.

          ROBERTS works controls.

          ON SCREEN: The section of tape replaying.

PEMBLETON (v.o., cont.)

                                                                    See the flashes?  Left side of the
                                                                    frame.

BAYLISS (v.o.)

                                                                    I heard the ďpops,Ē but back it up
                                                                    again.

          ROBERTS works controls.

          ON SCREEN: The section of tape replaying.

PEMBLETON (v.o.)

                                                                    Watch.  Just as the WYAT Cameraman
                                                                    is leaving frame.

          ON SCREEN: The three FLASHES with the ďpop-pop-pop.Ē

BAYLISS (v.o.)

                                                                    Maybe the flashes are from those
                                                                    cheap cameras.

PEMBLETON (v.o.)

                                                                    No.  Those are white, these are
                                                                    orange.
                                                                            (to ROBERTS)
                                                                    Give it to me bigger.

          ROBERTS works controls.

          ON SCREEN: The section of tape blown-up times three.  The
          WYAT Cameramanís features zoom up grainier.  The faces of
          the crowd to his right side flare up in reflecting three
          FLASHES in sync with the ďpop-pop-pop.Ē

PEMBLETON (v.o., cont.)

                                                                    If thereís a gun, itís right next to
                                                                    that Cameraman in view and the people
                                                                    to his right.
TIME CUT TO:
85       INT. SCREENING ROOM/STATE POLICE HEADQUARTERS - NIGHT

          ON SCREEN:  The section of tape being replayed in slow motion.

PEMBLETON (v.o.)

                                                                    Again.  But slow it down even more.
TIME CUT TO:
86       INT. SCREENING ROOM/STATE POLICE HEADQUARTERS - NIGHT

          ON SCREEN:  The section of tape being played, blown-up, at a
          frame-by-frame sequence.  It becomes clearer as the CAMERA
          is PANNING just past the WYAT Cameraman leaving FRAME, the
          FLASHES of light are in perfect synch with the audio of the
          three gunshots.  The audio of the ďpop-pop-popĒ is slowed in
          synch.  A few faces in the foreground of the frame turn,
          looking around, confused, trying to locate the source of
          that MUFFLED ďpop-pop-popĒ.

SMASH CUT TO:
87       INT. LIEUTENANTíS OFFICE/HOMICIDE UNIT - NIGHT

          ON SCREEN:  The section of tape is being played, blown up, at
          regular speed.

GHARTY (o.c.)

                                                                    Youíre saying the shooter is the
                                                                    Cameraman from WYAT?

PEMBLETON (o.c.)

                                                                    Maybe.

          PULL BACK to REVEAL GHARTY, PEMBLETON and BAYLISS.

PEMBLETON (cont.)

                                                                    This tape was shot by Channel Eleven.

          PEMBLETON points to the three FLASHES of light.

PEMBLETON (cont.)

                                                                    The three flashes of orange light.

GHARTY

                                                                    I see Ďem.

BAYLISS

                                                                    With the ďpop-pop-popĒ --

GHARTY

                                                                    Nothing showing him with the gun.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Went through all the tapes.  No guns
                                                                    visible from any angle.

GHARTY

                                                                    You feel thereís something to this.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Could be.  Me and Frankíll go suss
                                                                    him out, huh?

GHARTY

                                                                    You can go, Bayliss, but Pembleton,
                                                                    you should back off a bit right now.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Right now, huh?

GHARTY

                                                                    Not my decision.  You saw:  I got my
                                                                    lunch handed to me for letting you
                                                                    take over the homeless guy.  When
                                                                    Bayliss called in the tip on Easy
                                                                    Eddie Moe, I knew you guys were out
                                                                    there working, and I didnít say squat.
                                                                    But now --

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Not that I ever had a whole lot of
                                                                    respect for you, Gharty, but what
                                                                    are you doing, putting up with all
                                                                    that nonsense from Gaffney?

GHARTY

                                                                    I had to get off the street.  I could
                                                                    smell it, that I wouldnít last.
                                                                    I live with Gaffney and all the rest
                                                                    of the brass Ďcause thatís what this
                                                                    job is.  Iím just a stooge.  I know
                                                                    that.  But still, itís better than
                                                                    being out there --

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Al Giardello had nothing but respect
                                                                    for you.

GHARTY

                                                                    He did.  Yes.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    He stood up for you, for the rest of
                                                                    his men.  covered our backs.  Never
                                                                    gave a crap about Gaffney or anybody
                                                                    else.  It is all about putting down
                                                                    cases.

GHARTY

                                                                    I know.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    So take a clue from Gee, huh?  Youíre
                                                                    heading a Detective Squad.  Theyíre
                                                                    looking to you.  Give Ďem something.
                                                                    Or walk the hell away.

GHARTY

                                                                            (exhales)
                                                                    You two, go to ĎYAT, find out who
                                                                    the guy is.

          PEMBLETON and BAYLISS head for exit.

BAYLISS

                                                                    ĎSpoken like a champ.  Like a true
                                                                    murder police.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Kiss my ass.

          On GHARTY, sweating,

CUT TO:
88       OMIT

89       OMIT

A90    EXT. STREET - NIGHT

          BALLARD, STIVERS and FALSONE stand with an OLD WOMAN.

OLD WOMAN

                                                                    Yes, sir, I saw the man clear as
                                                                    day.  Well, dressed, good looking.
                                                                    Got out of his car, walked up to
                                                                    that boy -- that Yin Yang -- and
                                                                    spoke to him for a moment.  Figured
                                                                    he was buying drugs.  Then the well
                                                                    dressed man, he took out a gun and
                                                                    shot the boy dead away.

FALSONE

                                                                    Whatíd he look like?

OLD WOMAN

                                                                    Who?  Which one?

BALLARD

                                                                    The well dressed man.

OLD WOMAN

                                                                    Forty or so.  Grey at the temples
                                                                    Distinguished --

STIVERS

                                                                    Black?

OLD WOMAN

                                                                    Oh yes.  Blacker than you or me.

FALSONE

                                                                            (to BALLARD)
                                                                    Sound like Easy Eddie to you?

BALLARD

                                                                    Not much.  Easy Eddieís twenty-two,
                                                                    short, funny looking.  And his idea
                                                                    of dressing up is clean sneakers.

          On FALSONE and BALLARD, wondering,

CUT TO:
90       INT. NEWS MANAGERíS OFFICE/WYAT - NIGHT

          NEWS MANAGER sits with PEMBLETON and BAYLISS.

NEWS MANAGER

                                                                    The guy youíre looking for, nameís
                                                                    Eric Thomas James.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Is he still on the job?

NEWS MANAGER

                                                                    He was down at the hospital, but
                                                                    heís off now.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Weíll need his home address.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Any idea what he thinks of Al
                                                                    Giardello?

NEWS MANAGER

                                                                    I donít have a clue.  Iíve never
                                                                    heard him talk politics.  I donít
                                                                    really know anything about the man.
                                                                    Heís a freelancer, works mostly
                                                                    weekends.  He comes and goes.  What
                                                                    can I tell you?  Heís a cameraman.
                                                                    Heís removed.  He sits behind his
                                                                    lens and observes people.  Cameramen.
                                                                    Theyíre all a little hinky, if you
                                                                    know what I mean.

          As the NEWS MANAGER reaches for Rolodex,

CUT TO:
91       INT. GIARDELLOíS ROOM/ICU/CHURCH HOME & HOSPITAL - NIGHT

          MIKE enters.  GIARDELLO sits with plate of gnocchi.

MIKE

                                                                    Dad...

GIARDELLO

                                                                    They catch the guy who shot me?

MIKE

                                                                    Not yet.  But everybodyís working
                                                                    every side of the equation.  Even
                                                                    Bayliss and Pembleton.

GIARDELLO

                                                                    Pembleton?  Huh.

MIKE

                                                                    That does not smell like hospital
                                                                    food.

GIARDELLO

                                                                    Nonna brought me some of her gnocchi.

MIKE

                                                                    Heaven.

GIARDELLO

                                                                    The Doctor wonít let me have any.
                                                                    Mangia?

MIKE

                                                                    If Iíd known.  I just got through
                                                                    wolfed down some bad Chinese take-
                                                                    out.

GIARDELLO

                                                                    Michael, just because youíre a cop,
                                                                    doesnít mean you have to eat like a
                                                                    dog.

MIKE

                                                                    Youíve always said that --

GIARDELLO

                                                                    Iíve never considered indigestion
                                                                    part of the job description.  I donít
                                                                    believe that along with your gun and
                                                                    your badge, they issue you a bottle
                                                                    of antacid.

MIKE

                                                                    No, they sure donít.

GIARDELLO

                                                                    When I was a beat cop, my partners
                                                                    made fun of me because I always
                                                                    insisted on eating a real sit-down
                                                                    dinner, no fast food.  I told them
                                                                    it was because I was Italian.

MIKE

                                                                    Whatíd they say to that?

GIARDELLO

                                                                    Ah, who cares?  People are a little
                                                                    more enlightened these days.  You
                                                                    know, when I went to Rome --

MIKE

                                                                    When were you in Rome?

GIARDELLO

                                                                    Many years ago.  Before you were
                                                                    born.  Spent three weeks there.

MIKE

                                                                    I never knew that.

GIARDELLO

                                                                    It was September.  It was hot.
                                                                    Beautiful blue skies.
                                                                    Policemen, workmen, the most common
                                                                    laborer, everyone -- Would sit down
                                                                    in the middle of the day and have a
                                                                    two hour lunch with three courses.
                                                                    And good wine.

MIKE

                                                                    Which is why the Romans never get
                                                                    anything done --

GIARDELLO

                                                                    Maybe.  But they know how to live.
                                                                    I never forgot that.  And I always
                                                                    tried, no matter how deep into a
                                                                    case I was, to sit down like a human
                                                                    being and have a decent meal.  Thatís
                                                                    important, Michael.

MIKE

                                                                    I hear you.

GIARDELLO

                                                                    To know how to live.  In the little
                                                                    time we have.

MIKE

                                                                    Okay.  No more bad take-out.

GIARDELLO

                                                                    Promise me.

MIKE

                                                                    I promise.

GIARDELLO

                                                                    Bene.

MIKE

                                                                    Listen, Iíll see you tomorrow.
                                                                    Charisse and Theresaíll both be here
                                                                    by then.  Charisse is bringing little
                                                                    Al.  The whole family will be
                                                                    together.

GIARDELLO

                                                                    Good.  Buona notte --

MIKE

                                                                    Buona notte, Poppa.

          MIKE leans over and kisses GIARDELLO on cheek.  On GIARDELLO,
          smiling, as MIKE exits,

CUT TO:
92       OMIT

93       EXT. PERRY HALL - NIGHT

          Establishing.

94      EXT. JAMES HOME/PERRY HALL - NIGHT

          PEMBLETON and BAYLISS exit Toyota, walk up to a well-kept,
          cookie cutter suburban Home.  BAYLISS RINGS the bell.  JAMES
          opens door.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Mister James?  Eric Thomas James?

JAMES

                                                                    Yes.

          BAYLISS flashes his shield.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Baltimore Homicide.  Iím Detective
                                                                    Bayliss.  This is my... partner.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Frank Pembleton.

          JAMES holds open the door.

JAMES

                                                                    Sure.  Come in.

          PEMBLETON and BAYLISS enter.

A95    INT. KITCHEN/JAMES HOME - NIGHT

          They step in, JAMES closes the door.

JAMES

                                                                    Iíve got some coffee.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    No, thank you.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Iíll take a cup, thanks.

JAMES

                                                                    I know itís late --

          JAMES pours BAYLISS a cup of coffee.

JAMES (cont.)

                                                                    But I donít sleep much anyway.

          JAMES hands BAYLISS coffee.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Neither do I.  Thank you.

JAMES

                                                                    Youíre welcome.  Iíve been expecting
                                                                    you.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Whyís that?

          JAMES looks at them, exits Kitchen, PEMBLETON and BAYLISS
          follow.

95       INT. HALLWAY/JAMES HOME - NIGHT

          JAMES heads off to Bedroom right off the Kitchen.  PEMBLETON
          and BAYLISS follow, a buzz of wariness to their step.  JAMES
          opens Bedroom door.  BAYLISS slides his hand to his weapon.

96      INT. BEDROOM/JAMES HOME - NIGHT

          A typical teenagerís Bedroom.  Unmade bed.  Clothes, soda
          cans, CDís video games, school books litter the floor.

JAMES

                                                                    This is my boyís bedroom.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Mister James, are there any weapons
                                                                    in the house?

JAMES

                                                                    This is how his room was three months
                                                                    ago.  It hasnít been touched.

          BAYLISS guides JAMES to a wall, frisks him.

JAMES (cont.)

                                                                    Iím not carrying a gun either.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Just making sure, thatís all.

JAMES

                                                                    What, you donít trust me?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    You were at the Inner Harbor this
                                                                    morning, werenít you, Mister James?
                                                                    And at the hospital this afternoon?

JAMES

                                                                    I was working.  Lemme tell you
                                                                    something, awright?  My Tom, my Tommy,
                                                                    heís got it all.  Smarts, looks,
                                                                    girlfriends.  This is someone who
                                                                    will make his mark.  Put his imprint
                                                                    on the world.

          BAYLISS releases JAMES, sets him down in a chair.  A beat,
          JAMES looks around the Room.

JAMES (cont.)

                                                                    He just got his driverís license.
                                                                    Me and the wife, weíre going to help
                                                                    him get ahold of a decent used car
                                                                    for college.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Where is Missus James?

JAMES

                                                                    Who knows?  She left a coupla weeks
                                                                    ago.  Didnít say for where.  Iíd
                                                                    guess her sisterís in Buffalo, but I
                                                                    havenít called, she hasnít either.
                                                                    Donít have the energy.  Yeah, I shot
                                                                    that man this morning.  Giardello.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Mister James, I have to advise you
                                                                    of your rights --

JAMES

                                                                    My what?  Rights? --
                                                                            (smiles, looks away)
                                                                    I have a right to have things as
                                                                    they were three months ago.  Iíd
                                                                    always played by the rules.  Cut my
                                                                    lawn, paid my taxes, didnít honk at
                                                                    anyone coming out of the church
                                                                    parking lot.  What else was I supposed
                                                                    to do?  I donít deserve my Tommy
                                                                    dying.  That is my right.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Your son is dead?

JAMES

                                                                    Yes.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Iím sorry.

JAMES

                                                                    What for?  You didnít know him

BAYLISS

                                                                    No one should have a child die.

JAMES

                                                                    Tell that to all them bigshots who
                                                                    want to legalize drugs.  Who want
                                                                    everyone to have the right to get
                                                                    themselves high on anything they
                                                                    want.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Youíve admitted shooting Al Giardello.

JAMES

                                                                    I shot him, yeah.  I was aiming for
                                                                    Schmoke, too, but, hey, why should I
                                                                    expect to be a sharpshooter, huh?
                                                                    Why should I expect my boy to go
                                                                    into Baltimore, buy himself his dope
                                                                    and O.D. right on the street?  Why
                                                                    should I expect his friends who I
                                                                    know were with him, why do they leave
                                                                    him on the street, right there at
                                                                    Broadway and Fleet and let him die?
                                                                    Three months ago almost to the day.
                                                                    And this is how Tommy leaves his
                                                                    room.  If heídíve just cleaned the
                                                                    damn place up, I couldíve sold our
                                                                    home.  But, naw, heís gotta leave it
                                                                    like this.  His personal touches.
                                                                    How can I sell this house that his
                                                                    mother cannot stand to live in
                                                                    anymore?  I shot the dealer who sold
                                                                    Tommy the drugs.  And that man,
                                                                    Giardello, because he wants to
                                                                    legalize drugs.  Iím trying to stop
                                                                    that.  Iíll shot whoever says itís
                                                                    okay.  ĎCause itís not.  Iím trying
                                                                    to save these innocent kids.  Thatís
                                                                    all.

BAYLISS

                                                                    I understand.

          JAMES and BAYLISS exchange a look.  BAYLISS stands JAMES up,
          reflexively reaches for his cuffs, turns to PEMBLETON.

BAYLISS (cont.)

                                                                    I donít have any cuffs on me.

JAMES

                                                                    You donít need Ďem.

          BAYLISS and PEMBLETON lead JAMES out of the Room, into:

A97    INT. HALLWAY/JAMES HOME - NIGHT

          BAYLISS guides JAMES.  PEMBLETON picks up the video camera with
          cover, off side table.  He examines it, opens cover.  He
          shows it to BAYLISS: James has rigged the gun to the camera.
          On BAYLISS and PEMBLETON, walking JAMES out,

FADE OUT.
END OF ACT SIX

ACT SEVEN

          FADE IN:

97       INT. LIEUTENANTíS OFFICE/HOMICIDE UNIT - NIGHT

          CU on VIDEO from the POV of the shooter.  See Giardello
          standing on stage, then the CAMERA jolts from the gunshot,
          then Giardello falls.

PEMBLETON (o.c.)

                                                                    He had the gun attached to the camera,
                                                                    which is why no one saw it.  And the
                                                                    kept the camera rolling when he shot
                                                                    Gee, only he didnít turn the cassette
                                                                    in to WYAT.

          PULL BACK to REVEAL PEMBLETON, BAYLISS, GHARTY and Assistant
          Stateís Attorney ED DANVERS.

DANVERS

                                                                    We show this tape in court, Eric
                                                                    Thomas James is done.  We got two
                                                                    counts of attempted murder, Giardello
                                                                    and Dr. Williams, maximum thirty
                                                                    years each, not to mention the spare
                                                                    change heíll pick up for killing the
                                                                    drug dealer.
                                                                            (to PEMBLETON and
                                                                             BAYLISS)
                                                                    Congratulations.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Uh huh.

DANVERS

                                                                    Iíll need you both to testify.

          PEMBLETON goes.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Weíll be there.

           BAYLISS exits into:

98       INT. SQUAD ROOM/HOMICIDE UNIT - NIGHT

          Normal activity as PEMBLETON and BAYLISS pass through.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Like old times, huh?

BAYLISS

                                                                    I know how James feels.  You have to
                                                                    stop those who are going to hurt the
                                                                    innocent.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    James is a lunatic.  Certifiable.

BAYLISS

                                                                    His son dies, heís got to do
                                                                    something.

          PEMBLETON and BAYLISS exit.

99       EXT. ROOF/POLICE HEADQUARTERS - NIGHT

          PEMBLETON and BAYLISS step out.

BAYLISS (cont.)

                                                                    Say one of your kids gets hooked on
                                                                    drugs.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    One of my kids what?

BAYLISS

                                                                    Gets hooked.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    They wouldnít.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Say they did.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Theyíre not going to.  Itís not going
                                                                    to happen.  Case closed.  Next.

BAYLISS

                                                                    You have no sympathy for James?
                                                                    What heís going through?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Heís laying the blame off on Gee
                                                                    Ďcause in his heart of hearts, he
                                                                    knows heís responsible for what
                                                                    happened to his kid.

BAYLISS

                                                                    I appreciate how he feels.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    You can appreciate all the hell you
                                                                    want, Tim, but thereís a line.
                                                                    Between right and wrong.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Youíre the expert on that.  Nothing
                                                                    lumpy about you, Ďcause you know
                                                                    all.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    The city looks good tonight.

BAYLISS

                                                                    We canít all be you, Frank.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Let the courts figure it out for
                                                                    James, awright?  Iím gonna take my
                                                                    wife out to dinner in the Harbor.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Sometimes you can lose your bearings.
                                                                    Sometimes the line isnít so clear.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Maybe wine and dine her at Pierpoint.
                                                                    Romantic.  Of course the line is
                                                                    clear.  Thereís good, thereís evil.
                                                                    Donít be one of these namby-pamby
                                                                    relativists and start running that
                                                                    oh-life-is-shades-of-grey nonsense.
                                                                    Thatís for weak thinkers.

BAYLISS

                                                                            (stops)
                                                                    Yeah.  Youíre the expert.

          PEMBLETON turns, sees that BAYLISS stopped.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    It doesnít take an expert to tell
                                                                    right from wrong.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Youíve never shot anyone, have you?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    No.

BAYLISS

                                                                    And you never would.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Iíve never had to.  Iíve been lucky.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Youíve always been the righteous
                                                                    cop.  The line has always been clear
                                                                    to you.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Not always.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Time for one last confession, Frank...

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Confession?

BAYLISS

                                                                    I killed a man.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Iím not in the mood, awright?

BAYLISS

                                                                    Luke Ryland.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Huh?

BAYLISS

                                                                    I shot the bastard dead.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Good.  Go to jail.  Lethal injection
                                                                    or the gas chamber?

BAYLISS

                                                                    Iím not kidding.  I killed him.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    You couldnít kill anyone.

BAYLISS

                                                                    He got off on a technicality.
                                                                    Sonofabitch had to die before he
                                                                    murdered another innocent woman.

          PEMBLETON stares hard at BAYLISS.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Donít screw with me.

          BAYLISS looks at PEMBLETON, no joke.

PEMBLETON (cont.)

                                                                    You killed this whoever.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Luke Ryland.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Internal cleared you?

BAYLISS

                                                                    Frank, Iím saying I went to hunt
                                                                    this bastard down.  I found him and
                                                                    blew his brains out.  I executed him
                                                                    in cold blood.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    And Iím saying, Internal rules it
                                                                    was a good shooting.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Internal doesnít know crap about me
                                                                    killing Ryland.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Youíre standing here and youíre
                                                                    telling me you killed someone.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Yes.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    In self-defense.

BAYLISS

                                                                    No.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    You were standing there with your
                                                                    gun and then it went off and you
                                                                    donít remember how.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Frank --

PEMBLETON

                                                                    ĎCause guns go off accidentally.
                                                                    Happens all the time.

BAYLISS

                                                                    This was no accident.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Iím saying itís an accident.  For
                                                                    you to shoot someone, it has to be a
                                                                    mistake.

BAYLISS

                                                                    No mistake, no accident.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Tim --

BAYLISS

                                                                    Youíre a good cop.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Iím not a cop anymore.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Youíll always be a cop.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Iím a teacher now.  A civilian.

BAYLISS

                                                                    I murdered this guy, Ďcause he was a
                                                                    predator.  He preyed on women.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Why are you doing this?

BAYLISS

                                                                    I put the gun right up to the motherís
                                                                    brain and I pulled the trigger.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Shut up. Just -- shut up.

BAYLISS

                                                                    What do I do, Frank?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    You put this on me?  You sunofabitch.

BAYLISS

                                                                    You have a conscience.  I have one.
                                                                    I donít know why mine keeps kicking
                                                                    me, but it does.  All the time.
                                                                            (taps his chest, open-
                                                                             palmed)
                                                                    Here  Iím okay with it.  In my heart,
                                                                    I know I saved some girlís life.
                                                                    Some girl in New Orleans.  Who will
                                                                    never know.  Thatís where Ryland was
                                                                    headed.  He said the girls were ďeasyĒ
                                                                    there.  Heíd have ďaccessĒ --
                                                                            (taps his temple)
                                                                    But here?

          Pause.  PEMBLETON and BAYLISS exchange a look.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    I come back for this.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Maybe itís Ďcause this James guy
                                                                    heís going to jail for basically the
                                                                    same reasons I had for doing what I
                                                                    did.  And Iím out here.  Free.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    You wait Ďtil Iím back and then you
                                                                    have to unload, huh?  Unburden
                                                                    yourself... Whatís supposed to happen
                                                                    now?

BAYLISS

                                                                    You tell me.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Iím not bringing you in.

BAYLISS

                                                                    No, huh?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Iím not a cop.  Iím not official.

BAYLISS

                                                                    So youíll what, not tell anyone?
                                                                    Keep my secret to yourself?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Sunofabitch.  Youíre a sunofabitch.
                                                                    You murdered him.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Yes.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Whoís the primary?

BAYLISS

                                                                    Lewis.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    You talk to him?

BAYLISS

                                                                    Youíre the first to know.  Who else
                                                                    was I going to tell?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    But did you talk to Lewis?

BAYLISS

                                                                    About the case?  No.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    No one suspects it was you.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Címon, me?  Whoíd suspect me?  Good
                                                                    old Tim Bayliss.  The Zen Detective.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Hunh.

BAYLISS

                                                                    So youíll take me in.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Iím going to take you in?  Are you wild?

BAYLISS

                                                                    Youíll take me in.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    No.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Did I take a bullet for you once?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Cut it out.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Did I?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Iím not taking you in.

BAYLISS

                                                                    I take one for you, you take one for
                                                                    me.  Thatís square business.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    This is not taking a bullet for you.
                                                                    This is you wanting me to toss your
                                                                    ass into a jackpot.  Youíre confessing
                                                                    to a murder, Tim.  You understand
                                                                    that?

BAYLISS

                                                                    You want someone else to bring me
                                                                    in.  Someone else should bust me.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    No.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Then it has to be you.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    No.

BAYLISS

                                                                    I thought about eating my gun.  I
                                                                    figured if I didnít tell you and you
                                                                    didnít do what is right --
                                                                            (taps temple)
                                                                    -- for here -- then thereís only one
                                                                    other way out.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Tim, cops in prison -- not a pretty
                                                                    sight.

BAYLISS

                                                                    I respect you, Frank, I love... you...

          PEMBLETON and BAYLISS look off, then back at each other.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    You thought about putting a gun to
                                                                    yourself?

BAYLISS

                                                                    Youíd be saving my life.  I donít
                                                                    know for how long, but for now, at
                                                                    least, you would.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    I believe that you didnít mean to do
                                                                    this killing.

BAYLISS

                                                                    If thatís what you want to believe.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Do you want to go back inside now?

BAYLISS

                                                                    Never delay whatís inevitable, right?
                                                                    It has to be what it has to be.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Sonofabitch.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Frank, do you absolve me?

PEMBLETON

                                                                    Absolve you?  I canít.

BAYLISS

                                                                    Canít  You mean you wonít.

PEMBLETON

                                                                    I canít.  Can not.  Itís not within
                                                                    my power...

          BAYLISS takes his badge out of his pocket, hands it to
          PEMBLETON.  PEMBLETON looks at it a moment, puts it in his
          pocket, looks out at the sky.

PEMBLETON (cont.)

                                                                    I think maybe Mary and I should stay
                                                                    home tonight and have dinner with
                                                                    the kids.

          As PEMBLETON and BAYLISS start back to Headquarters,

CUT TO:
100     INT. THE WATERFRONT RESTAURANT - NIGHT

          BALLARD, STIVERS, MUNCH, BOLANDER, KELLERMAN, GRISCOM, COX,
          LEWIS, HOWARD, SHEPPARD, FALSONE, DANVERS and Medical
          Examiners Doctor LAUSANNE and Doctor SCHEINER sit, drinking.
          BILLIE LOU tends bar.  COX raises a glass to the room.

COX

                                                                    A toast to Al Giardello.  Too badass
                                                                    to die.

          ALL toast, hear-hear.

BALLARD

                                                                    Hereís to Bayliss and Pembleton --

STIVERS

                                                                    Where are Bayliss and Pembleton?

KELLERMAN

                                                                    Címon, you expect to see the
                                                                    notoriously anti-social Frank
                                                                    Pembleton here?

DANVERS

                                                                    And Bayliss, who knows?

LEWIS

                                                                    Yeah, who could ever figure Bayliss
                                                                    out.  I mean, is he gay or bi or
                                                                    what?

HOWARD

                                                                    Who cares?

BALLARD

                                                                    Hey, hey, Iím in the middle of a
                                                                    toast.  And itís bad luck not to
                                                                    finish a toast.

LAUSANNE

                                                                    Says who?

BALLARD

                                                                    Says me.  So... To Bayliss and
                                                                    Pembleton, who doggedly pursued the
                                                                    case -- despite interference from
                                                                    the Bosses -- and brought the shooter
                                                                    to justice.

          ALL toast, hear-hear.  SHEPPARD raises her glass.

SHEPPARD

                                                                    To new friends.

          ALL toast, hear-hear.  LEWIS raises his glass.

LEWIS

                                                                    To old friends.

          ALL toast, hear-hear.

GRISCOM

                                                                    To pathological friends

COX/LAUSANNE/SCHEINER

                                                                    Hear, hear.

FALSONE

                                                                    Yíknow, Lewis, I have always liked
                                                                    this joint.  Maybe I will be your
                                                                    partner.

LEWIS

                                                                    No. Really?

FALSONE

                                                                    Really.

MUNCH

                                                                    Iíll sell you my share.  In a New
                                                                    York minute.

BILLIE LOU

                                                                    Not so fast.  Weíre still married.
                                                                    I own half of your third.

          FALSONE raises his glass.

FALSONE

                                                                    To partners.

          ALL toast, hear-hear.  BRODIE enters.

LEWIS

                                                                    Hey, Brodie, where you been?

BRODIE