The Big Easy Page #2

No, we barely spoke.

This is New Orleans, doll,

the big easy.

Down here dancing's

a way of life, come on.

Feel the music!

Now you're getting it, that's right!

(singing in cajun)

Hey!

I look in your eyes

Oh yeah, girl,

and I realize

that I'm a man...

(with heavy accent) You see

my grandpapa on my mama's side,

now he was a real cajun.

Born and died on the bayoutish.

I thought you came

from a family of Irish cops.

No, that was on my daddy's side.

He was the first one

to become a cop.

Followed by three brothers,

one son and four nephews.

My cousin, Terry,

joined the fire department.

He's the black sheep of the family.

You were the youngest detective

in the history of the N.O.P.D.

to ever make lieutenant.

I had an in

in the department, sugar.

Careful who you say that to.

Oh yeah, that's right,

you bust cops...

for a living.

I'm not embarrassed

to put bad cops behind bars.

Why don't you tell

me something about your life.

It's not as colorful as yours.

Oh yeah?

Do you want me to tell you

why I'm not closing the Angelo case?

That's supposed to be why I'm here.

- It's you.

- Oh please!

No, no, it's you really.

I mean, how come an

assistant district attorney

in an official corruption

strike force

is suddenly so interested

in a routine Mafia hit?

Routine "wise-guy" hit,

remember?

Yeah, whatever.

What gives?

We have the jurisdiction

to investigate any crime.

You got some kind of police

corruption angle on this case?

No comment, lieutenant.

- You got any evidence at all?

- No comment, again.

Hey, Remy, how's everything?

You like that gumbo?

Remy's great aunt Emeline,

she teach me my gumbo.

But she uses more sassafras

filet in her gumbo.

You watch your mouth, boy,

or you don't get no dessert.

We got Cajun Coush-Coush,

and we got Dobas Cake.

No, nothing for me, thanks.

I have to be up very early tomorrow.

Yeah, we just gonna

take the check tonight, Paul.

What you talking about, Cher?

I mean I want the check, Paul!

Remy done lost his mind.

He knows his money

is no good in here.

then just give me the check.

Paul, have you met Anne Osborne

with the D.A.'s office?

Oh, really?

You looking for that check, Remy.

Right here it is,

all the time.

You honestly don't

see the harm in any of this?

No, I don't see the harm;

these are the perks!

But the restaurant expects

extra protection in return.

Big deal!

And expect the officer

to overlook any code violations.

If all the codes

were enforced in this city,

you wouldn't have a single

restaurant that could stay open.

So now you're defending

organized corruption?

I'm not defending anything,

this is New Orleans.

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