- [Doug] Wouldn't you love to see a thug
get dropped in this mob and watch everybody
claw over who gets the collar?
- Boy, I didn't know there were so many of us.
- I didn't know we dressed so badly.
- You know this is my tenth union contract
and I have never seen turnout like this.
- Where's Booker?
- Says he gets nervous in a room full of cops.
- You told me nauseous.
- He kidnapped a pool table and we're all supposed
to meet him over at the bar later and wait for the results.
- What results? The vote isn't even going to be close.
- Well why should it be? The contract is bull.
It's a total roll back.
- Oh, come on guys, don't say that.
We won in a couple of areas, didn't we?
- This is not going to be a good night for you.
[blowing raspberry]
- [Judy] I'm sorry, but inflation's over 5%.
That 3% increase is nothing but a bone.
- Hey, if you're looking for someone to defend
the contract, Hoffs, you're talking to the wrong man.
- How can you vote to put us out of work?
- Harry, tomorrow you, me and about 600 others
will wake up with a scratchy throat,
temperature somewhere around 100.
Three days later, we got a new contract and we're
going back to work.
- I understand a sick out,
but I'm already getting calls for picket duty.
We mean to take this all the way.
- [Adam] Oh quiet guys, here it is.
- And to almost no one's surprise,
the Association of Municipal Police
voted an overwhelming 93%
to reject the city's final contract offer.
[cheers]
Union officials called it something else:
an insult to the brotherhood of police.
- How can we do this? I can't stand it.
- Harry, will you relax?
It's only their first final offer.
- She's right.
Any strike worth a damn has at least five final offers.
- Where'd you hear that?
- From Tommy, our resident negotiations observer.
- How'd he get stuck with that gig, anyway?
- He didn't get stuck, he learned it from his father.
- You sign up as an observer during the negotiations
and you get the inside line on what's really going on.
- So what's going on?
- He wouldn't say.
Oh, come on Harry, don't sweat it.
Three days, we'll be back at work raggin' for some time off.
- I wouldn't be so sure about those other final offers.
- [Doug] You know something we don't?
- Well he's management, isn't he?
- I'm also a cop.
I don't like this deal any better than the rest of you
but the fact is, our budget is shrinking.
I'm not sure management's got another offer to make.
♪ We never thought of finding a place where we belong
♪ Don't have to stand alone, we'll never let you fall
♪ Don't need permission to decide what you believe
♪ Oh I said jump down on Jump Street
♪ I said jump down on Jump Street
♪ Your friends will be there when your back is to the wall
♪ You'll find you'll need us
♪ 'Cause there's no one else to call
♪ When it looks hopeless a decision's what you need.
♪ You better be ready to, be ready to
♪ Jump 21 Jump Street
- [Adam] Head achy, scratchy throat,
temperature somewhere around 100?
Oh yeah, yeah, sounds like the flu to me, too.
Yeah, well, yeah, take a couple of aspirin,
stay in bed, we'll see you in a couple of days. Right.
[sighs]
[phone rings]
Yeah, Fuller.
Ah, let me guess, head achy, scratchy throat,
- Yo!
- [Adam] yeah, take an aspirin.
- Hey captain, I was just, uh.
- You rehearsing your nightclub act, Sal?
- Great acoustics in here, huh?
- Yeah, I noticed.
Yeah, thank you.
- So Captain, what are you doing here?
- [sigh] So what does it look like?
- Well, I thought you were on strike.
- Yeah well, I'm a captain, Sal.
We're considered management,
and we're not allowed to strike.
- See, I don't get this, Captain.
How could you be in the union,
and also be considered management?
- Well, someone's got to protect the city!
- So you're striking against yourself?
- Don't think about it too hard, Sal.
It'll just make you crazy.
- Sorta like how the guy could be the grown up version of
the baby of the mother in Terminator?
- Exactly.
- You know, I never got that either, Captain.
- Look, Sal, since there's no one here,
this might be a good time to wax the floors.
You think you could squeeze that in between encores?
- [Sal] Sure.
[phone rings]
- [sigh] Head achy? Scratchy throat?
[phone ringing]
- Yeah?
- [Dorothy] Did you just wake up?
Doug, it's ten o'clock.
- No. [yawning] I'm up. I'm up!
- Well did you read the paper?
- [sniffs] Paper?
- You guys really think you're going to get away with this?
- Oh, well, you know.
We gotta do what we gotta do.
You see that bull they were trying to ram down our throats?
- [Dorothy] Look Doug, I'm really worried about this.
I mean we can't exactly live on my salary alone, you know.
- Oh, don't worry Dodo, everything will be fine.
- I just think we should be careful about our spending.
You know, cut back here and there.
I mean, don't order out so much,
and try to fix some stuff around the house
instead of paying someone.
- Yeah, I'm with you.
- Good. I left a list with some things on the kitchen table.
I know I'd feel a lot better.
- [Doug muttering] Yes Dodo, okay Dodo, anything you say.
[whimpers]
- [Harry] I don't know how long I can last.
This is driving me crazy.
- Harry, it's only been 45 minutes.
- I can't afford to be out of work, Jude.
- You can afford it more than any cop I know.
You still have the first dime you ever made.
- Yeah, but the money's for emergencies.
I was saving it for a rainy day.
- Believe me Harry, it's raining.
- You know, I wanted to do some investing this year.
- [Judy] In what, more yuppie toys?
- My future!
- This strike is your future.
- That contract didn't sound that bad to me, Jude.
- It was a slap in the face, Harry.
We let them break us down now, there'll be no stopping it.
They'll own us.
- But if the strike goes on and on,
we're going to lose our jobs.
- That's not going to happen, we're police officers,
we're highly trained specialists.
- Oh yeah, try telling that to the air traffic controllers.
- [crowd yelling] Scab! Scab! Scab!
- You say you've been here a half an hour,
I gotta believe you, right?
- Yeah, well, I just got a couple of personal matters
I gotta take care of.
You can put me on for a double shift next time.
- Yeah, sure, whatever you say.
What is that, that's Booker, right?
- Yeah, Booker, Dennis.
- Oh yeah, Booker.
- Alright, thanks. I'll see you later.
- Dennis.
- [Booker] Should you be doing this with the flu?
- Go away, man. Stop taunting me.
I told you, I'm not going.
- Come on, how can you turn down the batting cages?
We'll belt a few, grab a couple burgers,
hit a couple happy hours.
- The only thing I'm going to hit is the happy laundry.
- I promise you, I will have you back
in plenty of time to do your laundry.
- Look, leave me alone, man.
Just go away, I said I'm not going.
- Doug, the machine throws curve balls.
- Curve balls?
- Yeah, curve balls.
- I like curve balls.
- Come on, what are you worried about?
- [grunts]
[tools clatter]
Ah, alright, alright, I'll go.
You happy?
What am I worried about anyway, man?
I got twelve sick days right here in my pocket.
[sniffs] How many sick days you got?
- Seventy-nine.
- [scoffs] Nobody has 79 sick days.
- I do.
I'm gold until spring.
- Thank you.
- These negotiators are going around in circles.
I mean, you've got to talk to them like children.
- Hanson, I hate to tell you this, but Barb Simcoe
is one of the shrewdest negotiators in this business.
- Shrewd? We had her on the ropes all afternoon.
- Oh, we had old Barb on the ropes, huh?
- Mmmhmm.
- Well, while you've got her on the ropes,
she's working on positioning.
- Positioning?
- Yes, getting you to compromise
without you even knowing it.
Like if I make you think you want one thing,
when what you really want is something else entirely.
Are you with me?
- Yeah.
- Okay. For example, last night.
Last night, I wanted Mexican, right?
- No, you wanted Italian.
- No, no, no. I told you Italian
because you were in a bad mood
and I knew if I said Mexican, we'd end up with burgers.
So what did we have?
- Mexican.
- You take care of this.
- I did that last night.
- Yeah, I know, but I've got something you want.
Ride back to the office.
- That's cute.
- Neil! Hurry up with them chicken wings.
- Would you relax? She's not going to cut your head off
for being a little late.
- A little late?
- Mmhmm.
- A little late two hours ago.
Thank you. Sorry I yelled at you.
- Hey, Johnny.
Oh, running one of your personal errands?
- Can I buy you a beer?
- You already did. You shoot pool?
- A little.
- Yeah, like Paul Newman played a little. Come on.
How about a buck a ball, huh?
- Two dollars a ball.
- Oh yeah?
- Yeah.
- That's what I love to hear.
[coins drop]
I remember when we struck in '76.
I used to clean up at this table.
- You weren't out carrying a sign?
- Are you kidding? We had five guys, all from the 77th.
One guy would show up each day, stand on line,
and sign in the other four.
We'd each end up picketing one day a week.
- Clever.
- The best part was the contract
expired during the baseball playoffs.
Got to watch every single game on the tube.
Yeah, I'll never forget the Yankees fifth game against KC.
- Chambliss? Homer in the ninth?
- Yeah, right.
Who tied it up in the eighth?
- George Brett.
- Very good, kid.
- I remember next year even better.
- [Both] Bucky Dent! [laughter]
- So how come you're out walking the line now?
- Because I grew up.
I realized what being a cop meant to me.
[balls break and fall into pockets]
- Where have you been?
- Um, we went to the batting cage,
and then the guys wanted to get some beer.
- You forgot a few things on the list.
- Well, you know, it's a long list.
I got all strike to finish it.
- [Dorothy] That's not funny.
- I, I got, look, I got food.
Chicken wings and meatballs.
Egg rolls.
Corn dog.
- Bar food?
- Well you like bar food.
- Yeah, like when I'm at a bar.
- [Newscaster] The city's striking police men and women
- Come on Dodo bird, please.
I'll finish the list tomorrow, okay?
- Doug, don't you understand?
I'm worried. You're on strike.
- You don't have to be worried,
I mean it's not like the two sides aren't talking
- [Newscaster] So there was nothing new
in the union's proposal? No concessions?
- [Woman] Nothing. I have no idea what kind of games
they're playing.
The union assured us that considerable adjustments
had been made, but all we got in there
was rhetoric and grandstanding.
And this city had better wake up
to the potential crisis here.
We have no more to give.
The talks are over.
- As a result of last night's failed negotiating efforts,
management has rolled all sick pay into next year
in an effort to force striking police officers back to work.
The city, concerned with public safety,
has rushed all recruits through the academy,
pairing them with supervisory personnel
to maintain a police presence.
- Don't say it, Sal.
- Captain, you look beautiful.
- Hey. I didn't even have to have it altered.
- You know, I realize it's none of my business,
but speaking as a union man,
should you actually be doing this?
- I'm following orders, Sal.
I don't have to like them,
but I do have to follow them.
- I love a man in a uniform.
- It's kind of lonely in here, huh, Sal?
- No, yeah, yeah, I did all that
and I went to the grocery -
hey I saved us a fortune, man.
You know it really pays to be a smart shopper,
you could take a lesson.
- Listen, I've got great news.
There's an opening in sales.
- Sales, like a salesperson?
- Well, it's just an entry level position,
but the boss and I are kind of friends.
- Oh, that's weird, you never told me about her.
- Well, it's a him, I mean we don't know each other
that well, we're just friendly by the water cooler.
- How friendly.
- [sigh] Doug.
- Okay, okay.
- I was able to get us invited to his house for dinner.
I mean, there's another person up for it,
but if I make a good impression, I think I got the job.
- Geez, Dorothy, I don't know, sales.
I mean don't you have to work on commission?
- So, I could make more money.
- You could also make less.
- Doug, I couldn't possibly make less.
The job I'm doing now is stupid.
I hate answering phones.
- Hey, hey, shhh, quiet.
Do you want everyone in the office to hear you screaming?
- You hate the idea of me making more money than you.
- No, no don't be ridiculous.
It's just that I don't want you
to be all panicky about money.
It's not like we're in the poor house.
[chickens clucking]
- What's that noise?
- [shushing] Nothing, I've got the TV on.
Listen, Dodo, I would never let anything happen to you.
We're going to be fine.
You know, Harry told me about this company
who's hiring security personnel.
- We're not talking about you, we're talking about me.
Why won't you ever support me?
[tense music]
- What? What? I don't support you?
- Look Doug, when you wanted to go into intelligence,
I believed in you.
And whenever a case was bothering you,
who sat up all night listening?
- Well, I mean.
- When you wanted to go back to Jump Street,
I wanted whatever would make you happy.
So why can't you, for once, be behind
something that's important to me?
- Geez, you're right.
I'm sorry.
I guess I have been really wrapped up in myself.
- So you mean we can go tonight?
- To your boss's dinner? Yeah, sure.
We'll have a great time, and I know you'll knock them dead.
- We won't talk about you, or your work,
or the strike, or anything?
- No, I promise. Tonight is your night.
- Thanks. Good luck with your security interview.
- Hey, who needs luck?
I'm a highly trained security machine [kisses].
- They're just being polite to all these guys,
you and me are shoe-ins, Harry.
- I hope so.
- Listen, I want to thank all of you for coming,
but we've just filled the last spot.
- Thanks Art, I guess I'll see you at nine in the morning.
Oh, hi guys.
- Hoffs, Ioki, Penhall? Are they here?
- Come on, Sarge.
- Listen, if we're going to win this thing,
we've got to have everyone walk the line.
- Listen, I support what you're doing,
but I'm just not really that into this stuff.
- Kid, we don't do this stuff because
it's in some kind of a striker's handbook.
This is a battle of public relations,
and if we're going to win this thing,
I'm going to need everybody out here
so management can take us serious.
- Come on, they'll give a number,
we'll give a number, and they'll cut it down the middle.
- How many strikes you been through?
- None.
- Let me give you a little hint, okay.
This one's going to get nasty.
- Come on, you're talking about cops.
- I'm talking about guys' families.
Let me tell you what's going to happen.
First, management's going to get on the news
and say that we're handing over the city
to the criminals over a few lousy dollars.
And then they're going to try to split us
by going after our leaders.
And then they are going to fire everybody
and offer to hire us back at the same old salary.
- Fire everybody?
- They're out to break us this time.
And if guys like yourself don't stand in
with the rest of us, we're all going to go down the tubes.
- I don't know what you're complaining about,
I started my twelve hour shifts two days ago.
- Yeah, well, counting this morning,
my partner's been a cop exactly five days.
- All we've got to do is get through
the next few days without an incident.
[locker clicks]
[gun fires]
[officers shout]
- This thing is sensitive.
Hey, Captain, ready to roll?
[locker slams]
Sir, it was an accident. I promise it won't happen again.
- I have to file a report, Gary.
And I hate paperwork.
- You want to fink on me? How can you do that?
- Alright, alright.
But if I catch you playing with that thing again,
I'm going to whack you with a newspaper.
- I promise I'll keep it in my holster.
- [whispers] Oh boy.
Are you ready for this?
- For what?
[doors slam]
- Alright, here comes another one.
[music plays]
[crowd shouting]
- So this guy's shelling out
all of this stolen stereo equipment, right?
So I say to him, "Hey, call my boss
spend a few extra bucks on renters' insurance.
Believe me, you'll sleep better."
- Yeah, well I appreciate the lead, Mick.
- Well, okay, it's not a big policy,
but the guy is 25, right?
His income's on the rise.
Another few years he'll be in a house,
have a wife, a couple of cars.
- Lisa, that was an absolutely fantastic meal.
- Thank you, Dorothy.
- Yes, I was just about to say, I can't remember
when I've tasted a reduction sauce
with quite that balance before.
- Reduction sauce? I didn't know that's what it was.
- My aunt makes a wonderful reduction sauce.
She used to call it pan drippings, though,
and those were terrific pan drippings, Lisa.
- Just the right balance, wouldn't you say, Doug?
- None, for me, Reed-O, if you have a beer
or something, but the wine gives me a headache.
- My friend, that is a '73 sauvignon
now if that gives you a headache.
- Something gives me a headache, Mick.
- You know, I'm kind of a beer guy myself, Mick,
although we appreciate the thought.
[laughs]
- Doug, I've got a few frosty steins in the den,
let's say we crack open a few brews, huh?
Will you excuse us?
- What a blowhard, huh?
- The guy was a little much.
- A little? You know, I send a shlub like that
to a customer, man I can just hear our stock plummet.
- Dorothy tells me that you have
an opening in your department.
- Do you think she'd be interested?
- Interested? That girl was born to sell.
- She does have a certain non-aggressive style.
- Knowing when to push, and when not to push
is a real talent.
- You know, you're absolutely right.
Anyway, I thought you needed a break from
mister motormouth too, so
[sniffs].
What's wrong, Doug?
- Geez, man, and I was really starting to like you too.
I didn't tell you what I do for a living, did I?
[sighs]
- [Picketers] Get out of here you losers! Turkeys.
- [Exhales] Gary. Officer Sharp!
- Hmm
- Shift's over Gary, go home.
- [coughs] Thanks, Captain.
What a long night, huh?
- [Adam] Yeah.
- I think it was a good one though.
I learned a lot.
You know, you're a really good cop.
- Thank you and goodnight.
- Goodnight.
[tense music plays]
- What, Mick?
- It was a great dinner party last night, wasn't it?
A little wine, a little sparkling conversation.
I bail my new boss out of jail.
- It's not that funny, Mick.
- Oh, it is if you're me. And when I slide over
into sales, those extra bucks are sure going to smell nice.
- There will be other openings.
- For you, yeah, maybe they'll open the back door.
[phone buzzes]
- Yes?
- Can you come into my office, please?
- Yes, I'll be right in.
[phone clicks]
- Well, it's been great working with you.
- Mr. Bowman, I'm really, really sorry.
- Ready to do this? I want you on my staff, Dorothy.
Welcome to the sales force.
- Oh, Mr. Bowman, thank you.
- [Dispatcher] 3T89 3T89 Traffic accident 60th
[Gary whistling]
[horn honking]
[tires screeching]
[horn honking]
[tires screeching]
- Um, Gary, you do have a driver's license, don't you?
- Yes, sir.
- It's going to be kind of embarrassing
if I have to write you a ticket, isn't it?
- Yes, sir.
- [coughs] Listen, anybody talk to you before you did this?
- Become a cop?
Oh, man. I've wanted to be a cop all my life.
I flunked the academy three times, you know?
- Yeah, I believe I read that.
- This strike's like a dream come true.
- You're not worried that when it's over,
you might not make it?
- Actually, Captain Fuller,
you shouldn't be saying that to me.
I mean, we were promised if we crossed the line,
we'd all have job security.
- Job security is what this strike is all about.
- We're not supposed to talk about the strike, Captain.
And if you try to influence me,
I'm supposed to tell someone.
I mean, you crossed the line.
- Look, Officer Sharp, I'm doing my job.
I have no choice.
But as far as you go, I'll just say that people,
especially union people, don't forget
quite as easily as you think.
I mean someone slashed my tires last night, Gary,
and people like me.
- So how goes the big war of attrition?
- I can't talk about it. - I can't talk about it.
You know I got a buddy at the paper
who will pay big bucks for a little info on this strike.
You sure I can't get you over to my place
tonight and maybe squeeze something out of you.
- I'll be a little busy tonight.
- Oh, with who?
Oh, okay, I know. The secret talks.
- What talks?
- Old news, Hanson, everybody knows about the talks.
- You're not supposed to know about any talks.
- So pretend I don't.
So how late do you think you'll be?
Midnight? One? Two?
- You just did it again, didn't you?
- What?
- Mexican food.
= What are you talking about?
- You got me to tell you about
the all night negotiating session.
Did you know about that?
- How would I know about that?
You're the inside guy.
So, are the two sides any closer?
Come on, tell me something.
- Are you going to talk to me, Dorothy?
Come on, this is supposed to be good news.
Rumor is, the strike's gonna be over in a day.
- I don't care about your stupid strike, Doug.
I want this job.
- Can't you see, he's just trying to bribe us?
- You didn't have to arrest him.
He only had a little for himself.
He wasn't dealing.
- He did a controlled substance in front of me.
I'm a cop.
- A cop that's on strike.
- No. You don't stop being a cop
just because you're off the clock.
- You could have looked the other way,
but no, you had to arrest my boss
and make me look stupid, just because you're jealous.
[slams table]
Well, I'm going to take this job, Doug,
and you're going to have to get used to the idea.
- Here you go. Hey, Dennis.
- Hey Judy, what's going on?
- Just doing my duty.
- Where's Stubbs?
- What, you didn't hear?
- What?
- He got nailed for slashing Fuller's tires.
- He didn't slash any tires.
- Well, they pinned it on him because he was
in charge of the picketers.
- I don't believe it.
- Well believe it, Dennis, and it's on his record now.
He's gonna get demoted and lose his pension.
[tense music]
[knocking]
- Hey.
No, don't get up, I just came by to say hi
and see how you are doing.
- I'm screwed, Booker.
They're going to burn half my pension.
I'll be out writing parking tickets.
You want some tea?
- Yeah, yeah that would be great.
That tire slashing is bull.
There's no way they're going to make that stick.
Oh, it doesn't matter, the department has
labelled me a trouble maker.
[tea pours]
It'll go in my jacket now, I'll be demoted.
- That's crazy.
- I told you they're going to play hardball.
They figure they'll make an example out of me
and the rest of you guys will fold.
- You're a good cop.
You got more collars
than most of these guys will see in a lifetime.
- Yeah, but they don't care.
They don't know what it is to be a cop.
They think all you do is you put your suit on,
you clock in your eight hours like everybody else.
Hell, I never stopped after eight hours in my life,
did you?
- You're not a cop if you do.
- Tell me about it, kid.
- I just want to tell you that the guys are behind you.
- [Television Reporter] We have a news bulletin
on the strike negotiations. - We'll help however we can.
- [Television Reporter] I'm here with police management
spokesperson Barb Simcoe. Is there anything you can tell us?
- We met for seventeen hours,
and planned on meeting through the night.
But union negotiators are stuck on a number
that this city simply cannot afford.
- What's the next step?
- Tomorrow, notices will go out in the mail
informing all officers who fail to report to work
that they're employment with this city
has been terminated.
- They did it
- [Television] More details on the labor
impasse will follow - Just like you said.
- [Television] on the six o'clock
- They're out to kill the union.
[footsteps shuffle]
- Booker. I didn't hear you come in.
Just catching a little snooze between shifts.
Boy, these all night rides are wiping this
old man's body out.
- Well maybe you should leave them
to the guys who do them for a living.
- You mean the guys who slashed my tires.
- Yeah, those guys.
- Look, Booker, you don't know me very well
so let me make this clear to you.
I don't want to be doing this.
- And I gotta believe you, right?
- [laughs] Frankly, Booker, I'm so tired
I don't give a damn what you believe.
- Look, no matter how I feel about this strike,
we were ordered to protect the city.
- Captain, you're helping them break the union.
- Hey, don't push too hard, son.
- Captain, management has just arrested a guy
for slashing your tires.
He's given his whole life to police work.
He didn't do it.
And now he's going to lose his pension.
- If you think I'm going to defend that, you're wrong.
- What I think you're going to do about it is nothing.
- Hey guys.
- Hey Harry.
- Do you believe what they did.
- This bar is for striking cops, Harry.
- I'm on strike just like you, Booker.
- No, not like me. I support the strike.
You're doing everything you can to break it.
- I'm not going to walk the picket line
for something I don't believe in.
- Harry, you wouldn't be making one-tenth of
your salary if it wasn't for this union.
- Oh, since when did you become mister union man?
- Since I realized what they're trying to do to us.
This isn't just about money.
They're trying to make us crawl.
- Thirty two five a year doesn't seem like crawling to me.
- Well, Harry, they're not prepared to give us that anymore.
And how low will you go?
$100 a day? 75? 50?
And maybe then, we'll have to buy our own bullets.
- You do what you want to do, okay?
When they put the list out tomorrow
for guys to go back to work,
I'm going to sign it.
- Guys never forget a scab, Harry.
Nobody forgets a scab.
- Gary, gary. I was kidding about the driver's license.
- Hey, it's my first credit card.
You know, I tried from some banks and stuff,
but for some reason, they're always turning me down.
I got this through the credit union.
[sirens wail]
What are you doing?
- That guy's driving a little too good for my taste.
- Man, you sure do go back and forth on stuff.
[doors slam]
- What was I doing, officer?
- You forget where you were going, Mr. Shaffer?
That was a pretty quick turn, you made back there.
- Oh, sorry, I guess I must have been daydreaming
can't really argue the ticket.
- You want to step out of the car, please Mr. Shaffer?
- Sure, no problem, officer.
[door creaks]
You want to stay with Mr. Shaffer for a minute.
- Hey, what did I do?
[radio chatter]
- 17 X 54 requesting want and warrants on one.
- I thought you guys were supposed to be on strike.
- Only the stupid ones.
- Yeah. Shaffer 3426 98th Street.
- Do you mind if I grab a smoke?
The pack's right there on the dashboard.
- Sure, go ahead.
- Blue Chevy Nova Papa Zebra John One
[tense music]
Gary!
[gun fires]
Don't run. Don't run.
[grunts]
Sharp, what the hell were you doing back there?
This guy's wanted for murder.
- Well how am I supposed to know that.
- You're supposed to know what's going on
around you at all times.
You're supposed to be a cop.
Let's go. Let's go.
[sirens wail]
[door opens and closes]
[footsteps]
- Doug,
I turned down the job.
I realized what you had said, and you were right.
So I told Reed to forget it.
I mean, maybe I can do the job,
and maybe I can't,
but the way I got the job was wrong.
[Doug exhales]
- Well, forget about it.
I mean, there will be other chances, right?
And I'll be right there for you,
next time one comes around.
[crowd jeers]
- Cross this line, Harry, you and I will never be the same.
- I gotta do what I think is right, Booker.
All I want to do is to go back to being a cop.
- Hey scab. Don't you know what you're doing.
[crowd yelling]
- Listen to me. Don't you see what you're doing?
If you cross this line, you're going to kill us.
- It's over. They beat us.
- Who says it's over.
They haven't beat us until we take what they give us.
- I'd like to keep fighting them, but I'm broke.
- That's exactly when you've got to fight harder.
- [Woman] That's easy for you to say.
- No, it's not easy for me to say.
I'm hurting too.
- Hurting is a wife and three kids
and no paycheck coming in.
- Don't you see? Don't you see what they're doing to us?
This isn't just a one time thing.
If we fold now, the next time
they're going to come back even stronger.
- [Man] I need money now.
There comes a time when you have to look out for yourself.
- Then look out for yourself.
You keep thinking that means going it alone.
We are not alone, we are all together,
and the only way we are going to win this
is by staying together.
- What makes you think we're any closer to winning now?
- Because the city is scared.
For the first time, they realize
what cops mean to their lives.
They're ready to give us what we want.
All we have to do is see it,
and believe in ourselves.
[hopeful music]
- [Man] What do you think you guys? Give it a shot?
- A lot of effort went into this,
along with a lot of personal and professional sacrifice
from your negotiating team.
Although there may not be any winners in this contract,
there most certainly are no losers.
You know, something pretty amazing happened yesterday.
Management tried to break us with some
pretty nasty scare tactics.
And you people didn't fold.
Because you didn't go back to work
when people said you would
management came to us with a new proposal
that your negotiating team can finally recommend.
We may not agree with all of it,
and we may not leave here tonight with a contract,
but one thing they can never take away from us
we hung in there and we helped each other as brothers.
[clapping]
And I'll never forget that.
We ask that you support this contract
and that you vote in favor of it.
Thank you.
[applause]
- Hey, Hanson, what's the story with Roosevelt?
Are we in or out?
- We're going in day after tomorrow,
Fuller is scrounging up a couple of covers.
- Harry, we got probable cause.
Why don't we just drag the guy in.
- No, no, no. We are this close
from a hand to hand buy. No way.
[glass clatters]
- Hey, hey, come on guys. The floors.
I've been working hard and breaking my back.
[phones ringing]
- [Adam scatting]
[exhales]
[knocking]
Hey,
hey I hear you rattled off
some pretty inspiring words the other day.
- Yeah, well, anything to keep from
going back to work, right?
- Yeah, well, whatever the reason, you made a difference.
You can be proud of that.
- Yeah, well, you might feel differently
once you hear what I got to tell you.
They strung up the wrong guy for the tire slashing.
I did it.
- That's a pretty rotten thing to do.
- Well, I thought I could get away with it.
- You're not just saying this
so Stubbs can get his pension back?
- No, Captain, I did it, I mean if I say I did it,
that's the way you gotta put it down, right?
- Right.
- Great. Well, thanks, Captain.
I'm sorry about the tires. I mean, sorry.
I'll see you.
- Yeah. Oh, Booker?
- Yeah.
- About those tires that you slashed.
You owe me $480.
- Thanks.
[horn theme plays]
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