Brooklyn's Finest Page #4

I need that sh*t like water.

Can you look at something for me?

The kid you saw killed in the projects...

it gets worse.

He was an honor student,

a grad student.

The cop who shot him

was trying to rob him.

So of course when

the major newspapers get ahold of this,

the sh*t's really gonna hit the fan,

if you know what I mean.

Please tell me they caught

the son of a b*tch.

Yeah, we caught him,

but the bosses are gonna wanna find

some kind of thing

that's gonna clean this up pronto.

So there's gonna be

some kind of play that goes down.

Some kind of play is gonna happen.

I don't know what it's gonna be,

but I need to know... I need to know

you're my boy out there.

- Oh, I'm your boy, huh?

- You know that's not what I meant.

You get in touch with Allisa?

I... she sent these.

They're divorce papers.

You know, I've got some lawyers'

names in there for you, a list of them.

I've got the department taking care

of everything for you, okay?

I want my life back, Bill.

I can see that,

and I'm working on it.

Please. Work harder.

The captain says you're retiring.

What did you say your name was?

Melvin Panton...

Lance Corporal, US Marines.

Marines.

Well, Lance Corporal Melvin Panton...

seven days from today

is 22 years for me.

Pension doesn't get

any better after that.

Seven days from today?

That's... that's my birthday.

You've been a cop

longer than I've been alive.

Ain't that something?

I can see you're married... the ring.

Separated.

You know, I've always wanted

to be on the force my whole life.

Yeah, it's true.

I had plastic handcuffs

when I was three.

Yeah, every Halloween

I always dressed as a cop.

I bet you find that

pretty corny, right?

But hey, I'm here now.

- Wait here.

- You know what? F*** you.

Don't touch or do anything.

You got it?

Stop it with the fingers

to the f***ing face, all right?

Oh, yeah? What are

you gonna do? What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna cut 'em right off.

Stop it with the f***ing fingers.

- Every f***ing...

- You'd better back down.

- Every f***ing time you do that.

- You'd better f***ing back down.

Get out of my face.

Get out of my face.

- Ah!

- All right, how about that?

- You're always talking to these guys.

- I ain't doing nothing.

- Yeah, you are.

- No, I'm not doing... I was shopping!

You know what? You're f***ing pissing...

don't you f***ing start with me.

- Get your finger out of my face.

- Don't start with me!

- All right? Get your finger...

- Hey! Hey hey hey hey, enough!

- Take a step back.

- Get the f*** outta here.

- I'm gonna ask you one more time...

- Who the f*** are you?

- All right, that's it. You're under arrest.

- That's good. That's okay.

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