Homicide: Life on the Street1993

Det. Meldrick Lewis:
[Two Baltimore homicide, Detectives Steve Crosetti & Meldrick Lewis walk slowly along a street with Belgian block pavers along the waterfront of Fells Point. Both detectives are walking slowly, heads down, searching for a murder weapon that was recently fired. Another name has been added to the Baltimore city homicide tally. They illuminate their path with flashlights. The area has grown quiet now that the bar patrons are now home and tucked in for the night. Lewis longs to be there himself] Meldrick: If I could just find this damn thing, I could go home.

Det. Steve Crosetti:
Life is a mystery. Just accept it.

Det. Meldrick Lewis:
You're in your own world, Crosetti.

[Crosetti lights a cigarette that has been dangling out of his mouth]

Det. Steve Crosetti:
The quest for life... not finding... looking. I read about it in this book.

Det. Meldrick Lewis:
Now, since when did you ever read a book?

Det. Steve Crosetti:
I read this book... an excerpt in this book.

Det. Meldrick Lewis:
You see? That's what I'm sayin', man. You said you read a book but you didn't read nothing but an excerpt.

Det. Steve Crosetti:
It says you never find what you're looking for because the whole point is looking for it. So, if you find it, it defeats its own purpose.

Det. Meldrick Lewis:
Y'know you're in your own little world because don't no body else wants to live in there with you.

Det. Steve Crosetti:
You try to explain everything, ya know, but there are things you cannot explain.

[Meldrick pointing his flashlight upward at Crosetti's face, casting an eerie glow]

Det. Meldrick Lewis:
Y'know what you are, man? You are a little fat head guinea,you know that? A little Italian Salami-brain.

Det. Steve Crosetti:
You're gonna regret that.

Det. Meldrick Lewis:
Man, let's c'mon back and look for this projectile tomorrow, alright?

Det. Steve Crosetti:
All right.