you?
Get going.
[Door Closes]
I'm glad you didn't
make me chase you.
Too damn tired.
That doesn't surprise me. A hundred years
of police work in a single afternoon.
Always figured
you were one of us.
How many days in a row...
do I have to haul
your butt down here?
Hmm?
Just to watch you
do nothing.
I have no interest...
in becoming
an accomplished cripple.
Now you push me back to my room
or out into traffic. I don't give a shit.
Things not so good, Harry?
- I've seen better days.
- Wanna see 'em again?
Wort happen from down here.
So, you used to being back
with the bureau?
Sure.
And back with my wife.
Thank you very much.
Come on, Mark!
Stop fooling around!
Give me...
Give me my chair.
I need your help, Harry.
For what?
Where's my chair?
My reunion with Amy
was a big success.
We just found out
that she's pregnant.
That's great.
That's great.
Give me my chair.
I don't know anything
about being a father, Harry.
I want your help.
I want you to be the godfather.
All right. I'll help.
Now give me the goddamn chair!
- Then walk.
- I can't walk!
Then meet me halfway.
Come on.
I don't have to walk
to be a godfather!
You don't have to walk,
but you have to try like hell.
- I can't!
- Did you ever quit in front of Blair?
[Chuckles]
[Laughing]