Prince of the City Page #2

Sh*t, I come here,

you got this house.

You got a car,

your wife's got a car. You know?

- Got a problem? Tell me the problem.

- You're always wearing the best clothes!

You smell like I don't know what.

And all your friends down there...

...they're in the same shape!

- Hey, we earn what we got.

I look at those cops. What are you

telling me? You guys are civil servants?

Is that what you're telling me?

You guys are doing more sh*t than me

or any of the people I know would!

Listen to this. We earn what we got.

Why don't you search my house, huh?

- Search my house. Like the other times.

- Always coming on like you're special...

...because you got a badge

to go with your gun!

Know the difference between you and

a guy putting a stocking over his head?

You got a badge!

You're the same f***ing crook.

The same f***ing crook.

And your father don't see it, but I see it.

And in his heart, your father sees it.

If you want to help me,

you can help me!

All of you have the right time

on your gold Rolexes?

- I'm sorry, Pop, I...

- I know you can't. I know that.

But what he says about everything.

Your brother's right, Danny.

He ain't blind.

And neither am I.

I thought you got him

into a methadone program?

I got him in two methadone programs.

I swear to God, Joe.

The day I give him junk is the day

I take my gun and I shoot us both.

Danny, come on.

All right, everybody.

A little vino for the digestion, huh?

I kind of enjoy it when Nancy

takes the kids to her folks.

I get to go in the kitchen,

and I do it my way, you know?

How...? How do you like your steak?

Do it your way.

You like it rare.

What is it? What do you want?

I didn't do it, whatever it is.

Why don't you do something important,

like investigate lawyers?

You were in the

Manhattan DA's office, right?

There was never a hint of corruption

in that office.

Maybe you know something I don't.

Danny, you called me.

So why you here?

If you know anything about lawyers

or DAs, I would love to hear it.

Is it common practice to sell

narcotics in the narcotics division?

Where is your information from?

Village Voice?

New York Magazine, for chrissake?

We don't sell narcotics.

Dope dealers sell narcotics.

We're not dope dealers.

We're policemen.

This steak is raw.

This conversation is bullshit.

- Yeah?

- Danny, I'm sick. I can't sleep.

Hang on.

What are you talking about?

I left you something when we finished.

Whatever it was, I'm sick, Danny.

It's 3:
00 in the morning, you f***.

What's this "you f***," man?

We work together, right?

You know I can't make it

without you, Danny.

Look, you really need...

You really have to help me, Danny.

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