The Commuter Page #2

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"See you at the eulogy."

You want proof

you're a good man,

take a look at your family.

-That's what matters.

-Yeah, yeah.

You gave up the job for them.

Don't forget that.

Those seven years

we were partners,

you always had my back.

So let someone else

have yours for once.

All right.

Well, you could have

ended up like me.

Forty-five, divorced,

kids hate my guts.

Wish I was 45 again.

It's a good thing you got out.

It ain't just cops being cops

anymore, you know?

It's politics, favors,

choose a goddamn side.

-Sergeant Hawthorne?

-No, Captain Hawthorne.

-What?

-Yeah, he made captain.

Guys like you and me, Mike,

we work hard, we do it right,

it doesn't matter.

A city planning official

commits suicide

after the DA announces

an investigation

amidst swirling accusations

of illicit payoffs

for the approval...

It's a corrupt world,

my friend.

No good being the little guy.

He's coming over.

-Here we go.

-Michael.

-David.

-Been a while.

Yeah, yeah.

Captain David. Congrats.

Well, I spend

more time in City Hall

than I do on the job.

-That goes with the stripes.

-Yeah. Yeah.

-Still selling insurance?

-Yep.

-Sorry to interrupt.

-No, no.

Lieutenant, a word?

Cap, I just pulled a 12-hour

back to back. Can it wait?

Sure.

Anyway, good to see you, Mike.

Yeah, you, too, David.

-Be careful with this one.

-Yeah, I will.

You prick.

Listen, the Michael I know,

he doesn't hide things

from his wife,

and he isn't too proud

to ask a friend for help.

I'll be fine. I'll be fine.

That's your

Irish pride talking.

-You should know.

-I gotta go pick up my kid.

Don't you have

a train to catch?

-Yes. Jim, what's the damage?

-No, no, no, I got it.

Promise me that when you

get home, you'll tell Karen.

What, that you finally

paid for something?

What's the old Irish saying?

If you wanna know

what God thinks about money,

look at who he gives it to.

Look at who

he gives it to. Yeah.

I'll catch you.

Jim, I'll catch you.

Boarding call for the 6:25

Hudson North

to Poughkeepsie. Six...

Excuse me. Thank you.

Sir, can I see

your bag, please?

Ma'am, this way, please.

Can you believe this?

They're doing bag checks

at goddamn rush hour.

Step forward, ma'am. Sir.

If something's ticking,

let it through.

Forward, sir. Open up.

I can't do it.

Hey, Mike, you wanna do me

a quick deal on some insurance

before I have

a friggin' heart attack here?

Sir, your bag, please.

Thank you.

Suspicious or

unattended package, please...

Hey,

watch where you're going.

Safety

is everyone's responsibility.

If you see something,

say something.

I want to.

Stand clear.

My phone.

Sh*t.

Look, man,

I'm already on the train.

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