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Margo Green:
What's that?

Lt. Vincent D'Agosta:
Good-luck bullet.

Margo Green:
I forgot, you're superstitious. So, does your bullet have a story?

Lt. Vincent D'Agosta:
I was on the beat my rookie year. One night I see this guy who's locked his keys in his car with his motor running. He's bent over the car, trying to unlock the door with a coat hanger. So I go over, try to help him out, and what I didn't know was that he'd just robbed the liquor store ten blocks down. And he doesn't notice me until I'm right on top of him. He turns around...

Lt. Vincent D'Agosta:
Point-blank range. Doesn't pop, though. Doesn't go off. This bullet.

Margo Green:
So what did you do?

Lt. Vincent D'Agosta:
Took the gun away from him and beat the sh*t out of him. Later, the forensics people tell me, uh, bullet's perfect. Should have fired. I should be dead.

Margo Green:
So, a miracle of physics?

Lt. Vincent D'Agosta:
Maybe just plain, old-fashioned good luck.