Synopsis: An undercover narc dies, the investigation stalls, so the Detroit P.D. brings back Nick Tellis, fired 18-months ago when a stray bullet hits a pregnant woman. Tellis teams with Henry Oak, a friend of the dead narc and an aggressive cop constantly under the scrutiny of internal affairs. They follow leads, informants turn up dead, Nick's wife is unhappy he's back on the street, Henry's protective of the dead cop's wife. Nick reads and re-reads the case file, broods, watches Oak's heavy-handed style, sometimes joining in. The brass want to close out the case, Nick and Henry stay on it, and bits of evidence point them to an auto body shop. What actually happened; will Nick ever know?
Genre: Crime, Drama, Mystery
Director(s): Joe Carnahan
Production: Paramount Pictures
  1 win & 8 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
105 min

Por que estas aqui?

No, not te me...

Porque estas aqui?

No, no, no, que estas haciendo.





Mommy, Mommy!

Please, help me.

Please, help me.


It's okay.


Mr. Dowd was pronounced dead

on arrival, Detroit Sinai.

Perforated cranial pan,

projectile fragmentation...

frontal lobe.

Now, the woman, Jeanine Mueller,

she subsequently lost the child.

Uterine damage,

hemorrhaging on admittance.

The infant died due to blood loss

suffered by the mother.

Hospital records indicate

acute fetal trauma, gunshot wound.

This material was covered

some months ago.

Why is it being brought up again?

Have you had contact

with Ms. Mueller?

I have spoken to her, yes.

On what occasion did you speak

with Ms. Mueller,

and what prompted the conversation?

I'm not going to answer that.

That's a personal...

Do you think, in retrospect,

acting perhaps less aggressively,

this might have been prevented?

What might have been prevented?

The infant's death.

That's very dangerous, you know that?


Yeah, but not for this...

toe cheese.


I'll bite it off.

He's going to wake up.

If the smell didn't wake him up

already, he's out.

My feet smell?


Yeah. Hi.


So, what?

So, how'd it go?

It went.


What can I say?

What did you say?

What do you think?

Ma'am, let me just, uh...

Sorry, your name, again?

Liz Detmer.

Right, right, Ms. Detmer.

My, uh, duty assignment

was solely undercover narcotic work.

Do you have any idea

what that entails?

I have a general idea, yes.


Well, then, generally speaking,

Ms. Detmer,

you don't know what the f***

you're talking about.

They expect you to come in

with this, "glad to be here" bullshit,

head hung low, hat in hand.

Yeah, that's ridiculous.

Well, they're not going to forget.

It's all what they say.

Then I don't understand why, you know,

you went and talked to them.

'Cause they asked.

Mr. Tellis,

that's not necessary.

If you haven't seen what I've seen,

or done what I've done,

you don't know where I'm coming from.

I am not an officer

of the law, Mr. Tellis,

and, therefore, I have

no formal training.

But I would expect someone that did

would perhaps behave judiciously,

exercising discretion and restraint

in necessary quantities...

Jesus Christ, lady.

Look, we can do this all goddamn day.

You want to assess all this blame?

I'm going to call you on it.

So what is this?

I mean, I can make it

very simple for you.

You want to talk?

I'll talk.

I have no problem with that.

But if this becomes

some half-ass ambush,

and you're putting me under the lamp,

I will walk. Now.

Are you familiar

with the Michael Calvess case?

Uh... Yes.

He was murdered.

Yes, I'm aware of that.

This investigation,

as you may or may not know,

has stretched over 60 days,

and failed to produce

any tangible evidence

or yield a single suspect.

It has not, however,

deterred or diminished

our efforts to apprehend

and punish those responsible.

Throughout your undercover stint,

you maintained prolonged contact

with the city's drug element.

Would that be an accurate statement?

I had some relationships.

Is it fair to say,

given your rather abrupt discharge

from the ranks 18 months ago,

that your cover and those

contacts might remain intact?

We feel that your presence

in this investigation

would be invaluable,

and would warrant

complete reinstatement,

homicide division,

detective grade.

When the suspects are caught

and charged, and a verdict rendered,

you would be eligible

for the assignment of your choosing,

commensurate to sentencing.


I'm sorry?

I'm not interested.

Bear in mind, Mr. Tellis,

if I may be so bold,

that career opportunities

in law enforcement...

What a f***ing waste of time that was.


Captain Mitchell Cheevers.

- Thanks for coming down, man.

- Oh, sure.

Come on, listen, I want

to apologize for in there, okay?

They get paid to put people

on the spot.

They made their money today.

All right, come on, hey, hold on.

You're going to make me

f***ing chase you?

Come on, give me ten seconds.

Go ahead.

- Calvess was a cop.

- Yeah.

Okay, he didn't deserve this.

Nobody does.

Fine, good, then help me out.


Come on, help me catch

these motherfuckers.

Man, just come down here.

Just-just look at the files,

would you?

Help me out.

I think that's ten.

Time's up.

For who?

What the f*** else

are you going to do?

They offering you something?

They asked me to look at some files.


I swear to God.

Yeah, files.


'Cause they got a dead cop

and dead ends and they're reaching.

This welfare-pension bullshit

is not going to cut it.

I know that.

You just do something else, then.


I do something else?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

What would that be?

Hey, Sergeant, has, uh,

Michael Calvess'

personal effects cleared yet?


Lieutenant Oak,

per departmental mandate

is restricted from participating

in the Calvess investigation

any further.

That's the log line, and...

that's the way it's been worded to me.

Why is that?


he and Calvess were close.

He'd been on collateral narcotic

investigations for over a year.

He was the first one

in the tunnel that day.

He discovered the body.

I like him. I do.

He's got a 93% conviction rate.

He's swingin' a big stick.

He makes solid collars

that make solid cases.

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Joe Carnahan

Joseph Aaron "Joe" Carnahan is an American independent film director, screenwriter, producer and actor best known for his films Blood, Guts, Bullets and Octane, Narc, Smokin' Aces, The A-Team, and The Grey. more…

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