Third Watch, Season 3

Jimmy (to Kim):
There you are. You look good today. Before I forget. (hands Kim an envelope)

Kim:
What's this? (opens up envelope and reads the papers in it) What?

Jimmy:
It wasn't an easy decision for me.

Kim:
Custody? You want custody?

Jimmy:
Keep your voice down.

Kim:
My voice? What is that your plan? To do this in front of your friends so I don't make a scene?

Jimmy:
It's nothing I planned. First time I saw you all day.

Kim:
Sole custody?!

Jimmy:
If something were to happen to me, what would happen to Joey?

Kim:
He would have his mother.

Jimmy:
You're still working things out.

Kim:
Oh, don't patronize me.

Jimmy:
You tried to kill yourself.

Kim:
It was an accident. If you think that justifies taking away my son you're out of your mind. (throws the papers in his face)

Jimmy:
There's other copies.

Kim:
Yeah, well, you can shove those, too.

Doc (voiceover):
I had dreams, you know? Although hard to remember now, they were always vague at best. I can't say that I really did anything to make them happen though... So after high school and four years at City College in business administration, I got a job selling stereos. Two years of that, I started selling office supplies. But let's be honest, I was bored. Hell, I was bored to death. Even went to an Air Force recruiter, wanted to see what it took to be a pilot. Turns out, it'd take better eye sight. So, I'm walking down the street and I see these medics pulling some poor old lady out from under a bus. They were yelling and covered in blood, and for some reason I thought it looked like fun. For some reason it reminded me of when my grandmother was sick and these paramedics saved her life. And I'm thinkin', you know what, maybe I should check that out. And it has been fun. I got lucky, I found something I was really good at, and lots of people never do. So, 16 years later, here I am... still doing it. You start something, you're just learning and before you know it, you've been there almost half your life. It's who you are, but it doesn't mean that doesn't mean that this is all I ever wanted to be. It doesn't mean that I still don't have dreams.

District Attorney:
You stopped them?

Bosco:
Swerved across a double yellow.

District Attorney:
So what was their interaction like?

Bosco:
Ordinary, considering she was getting friendly with his johnson.

District Attorney:
Friendly?

Bosco:
Very.

District Attorney:
And she didn't appear to be in distress.

Bosco:
[looking at Faith] Absolutely not.

District Attorney:
Great, my own cops will be the defendant's best witnesses, there's no case.

Faith:
This is bad.

Bosco:
What makes this different, Faith?! Women cry rape if they're bumped too hard in the subway. How's anybody supposed to take it seriously?

Faith:
Because we're supposed to figure out the difference! That's our job! What if we left a kid in a car with a rapist?

Bosco:
That did not happen, Faith. You hearin' me? I did not do that.

Faith:
Not you, we. We.

Bosco:
Didn't happen. Didn't happen.

AJ:
Man, this girl is known. Whores all over the projects then goes to church with her mom. You know what I'm talkin' about? She's like an expert at deception, man. You cannot believe a word. She's trippin'.

Faith:
So you were entrapped in extramarital sex with a girl who was recently a minor?

AJ:
You never wanted a little somethin' something on the side, Officer?

Faith:
[to Bosco] Enjoy yourself with Mr. Smooth Talker here. I'm gonna go upstairs and see how the statements are goin'. [walks off]

AJ:
You know what she needs, don't you?

Bosco:
Yep. Yoga.

Faith:
Why don't we talk about what happened tonight?

Shaquana:
I told you what happened. AJ raped me.

Faith:
So, what? When we stopped you, you don't say anything? 'Cause I gotta say, you had the chance. ... Look, is all this happening because your embarrassed to tell your mom that you had sex with him? Shaquana... It is time to tell the truth. It really wasn't rape, was it? ... Was it?

Shaquana:
You can't make me lie. He raped me.

Faith:
Okay, so after we stopped you...

Shaquana:
Not after, it started before. He put his stinkin' thing in my... in my... and then you stopped us.

Faith:
Well, then why didn't you scream? Why didn't you say anything to us?

Shaquana:
I don't know. I was freakin', it was like I couldn't talk, my brain wasn't workin' right. I was watching myself do this stuff but I couldn't feel anything. Then I heard this voice say 'Not God, but Officer something' and I thought... But I couldn't get why he was laughin' at me. I just couldn't get it.

Bosco:
I can't be that guy.

Faith:
Bosco...

Bosco:
I can't be that guy. I can't be the guy who helped the girl get raped.

Faith:
We didn't know.

Bosco:
But I can't. I can't.

Faith:
We didn't know.

Bosco:
I can't be the guy. See? I can't be the guy. I can't. (walks away, clearly upset)

Faith:
The police department thinks that Officer Boscorelli killed Allen Johnson, but he didn't do it, did he?

Mrs. Golden:
What do you want?

Faith:
This has gotten out of hand, Mrs. Golden.

Mrs. Golden:
It was outta hand when he raped my little girl.

Faith:
I know that, but it has got to stop somewhere.

Mrs. Golden:
You could've helped her.

Faith:
You'll never know how much I wish that I could have that moment back. I have a daughter, too. And I probably would've done the same thing. We have an eyewitness who saw you shoot him, and put the gun in your bag and walk away. It's still in there, isn't it? It's very important that you tell me what happened, because it may be the only chance I have at helping you.

Mrs. Golden:
You're gonna help me?

Faith:
I owe it to you. To both of you.

Mrs. Golden:
… He came to the door, said he wanted to work out a deal. He would help me with a complaint against you. Said we could sue the city and make a fortune. All I had to do was drop the rape. He thought that I would let him get away with what I did to her for money, thought that, that was all I wanted. … He won't rape anyone else's daughter.

Det. Hall:
What's this?

Faith:
I uh, cleared your murder for you.

Det. Hall:
Allen Johnson?

Faith:
Yeah, the rape victim's mother is your perp. That's a full written confession.

Det. Newcastle:
Where's the gun?

Faith:
It's already vouchered. You can tell Sergeant Christopher that he can back off Bosco now.

Det. Newcastle:
Yeah, he can back off us, too.

Det. Hall:
Wait a second. She told you where the gun was? Just gave it up to you?

Faith:
Well, I asked her and she told me.

Det. Hall:
You asked?

Faith:
Yeah, that's how I got the confession. I asked her a bunch of questions and then, after a little while she answered.

Gusler:
Yeah, she went right after her, it was amazing.

Det. Newcastle:
Did you mirandize her?

Det. Hall:
You did advise her of her rights?

Faith:
Did I?

Gusler:
Excuse me?

Det. Hall:
Did Officer Yokas advise the suspect of her rights before questioning her? [Gusler looks between Det. Hall and Faith]

Faith:
[sighs] You might as well just tell the truth. I mean, you're on probation, you lie about something like this and it could be the end of your career before it even starts.

Gusler:
Uh… Uh… actually, um, trust is… No, I don't think she mirandized her.

Det. Hall:
You don't think she did?

Gusler:
She didn't.

Faith:
Look, she's right across the hall, maybe you can get it out of her again.

Det. Hall:
We better, for your sake. Or this all goes out the window.

Faith:
[sighs] Oh, God. I hate the system.

Proctor:
I'll be right back with your Tetanus shot.

Bosco:
Oh, come on Proctor, those are a killer.

Proctor:
Hey, don't try to take away one of the only joys I have left in my job. Can I help you?

Susan:
Uh, yeah I was looking for Officer Boscorelli.

Proctor:
Don't let him run away. He's afraid of needles.

Susan:
You alright?

Bosco:
Ah, a couple stitches.

Susan:
I just wanted to thank you. … You always take your job so personally?

Bosco:
I don't it personally.

Susan:
You know, it's okay, I do, too.

Bosco:
You know, sometimes, when it's kid, I… I just can't help it.

Proctor (walks back in with his shot):
Okay, where's it gonna be, Bosco? Top or bottom?

Bosco:
Hold on, do I really need this thing?

Susan:
Yeah, you do. I'm a doctor, remember?

Bosco:
Dr. Lewis. You're welcome.

Faith (to Gerald, the kidnapper after Bosco beats him up):
You have the right to remain silent. And unless you want me to leave you alone in the car with my partner, I would suggest that you use it.

Susan (to Faith):
I've been sitting here thinking uh… what else I've could've done. What else I should've done. I knew Chloe was struggling. I saw the signs before she and Joe moved to St. Louis. But I couldn't accept it. It was too damn hard to imagine going through all that again. So, I pretended that it wasn't there. Pretty pathetic, huh? She's my older sister, you know. She was so great to me growing up. She took me everywhere. She taught me how to ride a bike, how to hit a curveball. I adored her. She was the best. What the hell happened to that sister? Who do I see about getting her back?

Walsh (to Jimmy):
One thing hasn't changed. You still can't sing worth a damn.

Susan (about Bosco):
He's wound a little tight.

Faith:
Yeah, sometimes. I got two kids. One of them ever went missing, Bosco's the guy I'd want looking for them.

Susan:
She is a good mother.

Faith:
Your sister?

Susan:
She is. Drug addiction's a disease. It's recognized as a disease by the American Psychiatric Association.

Faith:
What about Pedophilia? Isn't that recognized as a disease? You want a child molester raising a kid?

Susan:
You can't equate pedophilia with drug addiction.

Faith:
You know what, Dr. Lewis? I'm not really interested in why somebody hurts a kid. I don't care. All I wanna do is stop it from happening.

Susan:
Chloe didn't hurt Suzy.

Faith:
No, she lost her.

Jimmy (to Joey):
Guess what we're doing tonight?

Joey:
What?

Jimmy:
Look at that. We're cleaning this house, all right?

Joey:
But Dad, why don't we just get a maid?

Jimmy:
A maid? What? You think I got a million dollars?

Bosco (to a prisoner):
You're pissing me off. Walk faster or I'll put my foot up your ass.

Susan:
Chloe, you need to get back into rehab.

Chloe:
What? It was some crazy guy. A crazy guy kidnapped her.

Susan:
Yeah, from outside a drug house.

Chloe:
It was a slip. It's not gonna happen again.

Susan:
Well, Joe said that you've had more than one slip.

Chloe:
Oh, so you're gonna listen to that son of a bitch.

Susan:
You need to get into a residential program.

Chloe:
He has a girlfriend, the bastard tell you that, huh?

Susan:
I will take Suzy to Chicago until you get out.

Chloe:
I'm fine!

Susan:
Chloe, addiction is a disease. You are sick.

Chloe:
Oh, my god! I am not sick! This was not my fault! I'm fine! We're both fine! Hey, doctor, guess what? We don't need you. Go home. Just go home. (walks off)

Faith (walks up):
She's a piece of work, huh? She's lucky to have you. They both are.

Susan:
Thank you for finding her.

Faith:
It's our job.

Kim (to Taylor):
You know, I never met your dad, but from what I hear, he was a hell of a guy.

Faith:
The criminal justice system is really screwed up.

Bosco:
You just figured that out?

Faith:
I mean, a judge says a few wrong words and this bastard's back out on the street.

Bosco:
We could shoot him. Dump 'em in the river. Nobody would miss him.

Faith:
Some days I really feel like we're wasting our time out here.

Bosco:
Some days.

Faith:
I mean O.J slaughters two people and he's playin' golf in Florida.

Bosco:
Found innocent by a jury of his peers. (about Frisker) So, what's the plan? We gonna follow him around for a little while, hope he does something stupid?

Faith:
Oh, he's gonna do something stupid. This idiot crawled up out of the primordial ooze of the shallow end of the gene pool. Lawyers-- they all think it's a game. You know, everything in the abstract. Some judge upstate reviewing jury instructions? I mean, it's just words on a page, you know? He didn't have to walk into that apartment and see the scared look on that old woman's face duct taped to her bed.

Uncle Mike:
Should just leave that big, ugly assed hole so people remember.

Davis (as Sully is asking around about Tatiana outside of a club):
You look like a cop. A cop or a pervert.

Beth (at the funeral):
I have prayed for this day, and I have dreaded this day. I didn't want him left there. And I thank God.

Carlos (to Taylor):
Well, it's good that they found him, right?

Taylor:
Everyone else seems to think so. I'm not so sure. You know, I was hoping it would end this whole limbo thing, but I don't know. I knew my dad dead. But somehow it just.

Sully (to Davis):
We're only the law as long as people let us. Enough people wanna commit a crime, there's nothing we can do. There's not enough of us in the world.

Fred:
You know this band-aid is gonna hurt like hell comin' off.

Faith:
Whatever happened to that big, tough linebacker I used to date in high school?

Fred:
In football, no one's rippin' the hair out of your arm.

Faith:
Yeah, try getting your bikini line waxed.

Swersky (to Bosco):
I meant what I said at roll call today, Boscorelli. Do not agitate anyone out there today, I need you to sensitive to the situation. It's hot. We don't have any power.

Bosco:
Roger that.

Swersky:
You find your partner?

Bosco:
No answer. She's probably caught in traffic or something.

Swersky:
Hang around here until you do.

Bosco:
Why? Have the desk call me when she gets in.

Swersky:
Sensitive!

Bosco:
I will be incredibly sympathetic to the plight of the poor citizens of the 55th.

Fred (to Faith):
See, this is exactly why I hate going to the doctor.

Faith:
Oh, come on, why? 'Cause you get stuck in the elevator?

Fred:
Well, if we didn't come here.

Faith:
Ugh. (about her cell) I'm not getting a signal on this. They're not gonna know we're gonna be late getting to the house.

Fred:
I told you that thing was a waste of money.

Faith:
: All right, what is this gonna be, like "I told you so Faith" day?

Fred:
Well, I did. You can't get a signal on your phone. The emergency phone's busted, the emergency button doesn't work. What the hell kind of place is this?

Faith:
Apparently one with few emergencies.