Above the Law Page #4

What do you think?

Looks good.

Let's get on with it.

- What the f*** are you a**holes doing?

- Feds!

Sh*t! They jumped too soon!

What the f*** is this?

Freeze! Police!

Get back!

Nico, the Lincoln!

Nico!

Chi Chi!

Nico!

Nico!

F***ing animal!

Get rid of him!

I'm out! Do him!

He's still on the roof! Get rid of him!

Where do I go? What do I do?

Hit those hooks over there!

What do I do?

Stop the f***ing car!

Stop the f***ing car!

Hands up! Out of the car!

What the f*** is wrong with you?

You scared me to death!

Nico, you okay?

- Wait till you hear about...

- Shut the f*** up!

You make a nice hood ornament, Sarge.

- Come on!

- Gotta get this garbage out of here.

You gonna lose your license

driving around like that.

Let's go.

What do we got here?

What kind of high is this?

Sky-high.

Military explosives.

C-4, my man.

Hey, Boss...

...you can see your place

from the office of the FBI.

Ain't that something?

- Your name again?

- Agent Neeley, Chicago office.

The arresting officer, Toscani.

What does he do?

- He's a tac sergeant, CPD Vice.

- Hold on a minute...

I'll tell you what this cop is.

He's a f***ing menace.

He almost strangled me!

Your problem is being

taken care of right now.

It should've been handled 12 hours ago

when my throat was in one piece!

I don't know who's running

this outfit here...

...but I'll tell you one thing:

Somebody better get his wires straight.

You don't know who you're dealing with.

This maniac should be wearing a number,

not a badge!

- The director does not want a problem.

- There won't be one.

And I don't want any problems.

I understand.

Just listen.

They are to be released immediately.

You can count on it.

Avoid all contacts.

You'll have the Bureau's full cooperation.

You're free to go.

Thank you very much, gentlemen.

Good work. I loved the face of that

FBI guy when the call came through.

Salvano.

I don't want any more problems.

I don't enjoy babysitting.

Everything is going to be all right

from now on.

I promise you, Mr. Zagon.

Attention, please. Attention, everyone.

Please, guys.

I just want to get a few things

straightened out.

A few minutes ago, I received a call from

the First Deputy Superintendent's office.

As we all know, possession of these kinds

of explosives is a federal offense...

...and falls under the jurisdiction

of the federal agencies represented here.

What kind of bullshit is that?

The Feds come in, the doors close,

nobody hears, smells or sees anything.

And that's no answer.

It's no answer to why

the biggest drug dealer in the city...

...is out on the street

as free as a f***ing bird!

Keep it in your pants, all right. These men

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