- Well, you're probably want...
- Just bring the top form back to me.
- Yes, sir.
- That'll make it official.
So long, captain.
Nice doing business with you.
- Gallagher! Taxi service.
- Right.
Stand up.
I'm taking you home.
Eat shit.
You can tell they're old buddies.
Body language
is a beautiful thing, isn't it?
We are ready.
Yes, sir.
What is this key to?
Kiss my ass.
- Do you know what this key opens?
- Looks like a key to a locker to me.
Why don't you ask your bud?
You try it.
Where is the locker...
...that this key opens?
- What'd he say?
- He say:
"Go and kiss your mother's behind."
You son of a bitch! Come here!
- Stupid motherfucker!
- Take it easy!
- All right, all right, I'm fine! Fine.
- For God's sakes.
- Take it easy.
- All right, all right.
- Take it easy.
- I'm fine. It happens all the time.
Every day someone tells me
to go fuck my mother's ass.
- Have you seen my mother's ass?
- No, I haven't seen your mother's ass.
Well, you'd want to fuck it too.
He shouldn't have said that
about my mom.
What do you care what he says?
It's not your case, Art. It's not my case.
- It's not even an American case.
- Right, right, right.
We're just an escort service here,
Jesus. Pull back on your emotions.
You heard what he said.
How can I let that pass?
- Find a middle ground, Art.
- Yeah.
This way, clown.
All right, I'm out of here.
Look, captain,
you have a good flight back, all right?
And if you get a chance
to flush this turd down the toilet...
...do it over the Pole.
By the way, you were right about
that chess move. I was dead in two.
It was obvious.
Forgive Ridzik, captain.
He's been having a hard time lately.
- Put himself in a jam...
- I try to forget Ridzik.
- Hey, Bernie.
- Yes, sir.
Yeah, give me a Sun Times
and a Racing Action tip sheet.
Yes, sir.
You got a winner?
Move!
- Come on, let's move!
- I need the key!
Come on, man!
- Let's go, let's go!
- Move it. Let's move it, damn it!
- Well, how's he doing, doctor?
- It's still a little early.
There's no fracture, but Captain
Danko does have a concussion.
Well, we're gonna need him
to make a full statement.
Well, I don't think you should plan
on getting much out of him today.
Thank you very much.
Gallagher didn't even get a shot off.
I think it was
the cleanheads who did it.
That's possible.
They all walked yesterday morning.
Illegal warrant.
- Even the guy with the shotgun?
- You bet.
Walked right out the door with
a great big handshake from the judge.
- Shit.
- Get a load of this.
- This guy you nailed in here.
- Yeah.
According to his ID,
he's another Russian.
Can you believe that?
Comrade Captain Danko,
this is Comrade Consul Stepanovich.
I am Moussorsky,
your liaison officer.
We're here from Washington.
We took the first flight
when we heard the news.
We need to know what happened.
Moscow must get a full report
when we return to Washington.
There's nothing to report.
Your attitude is disappointing.
He got away.
Get the details from the Americans.
They ask too many questions.
It could be an embarrassment.
Rosta escaped
because of your stupidity.
Rosta will finish his deal
and send the American poison home...
...through his Georgian network.
We are humiliated before the world.
You've failed.
Report whatever you want.
I've already cabled Internal Affairs.
Take the first plane to Moscow
when you leave the hospital.
Your superiors want to see you...
...the moment you land.
I'm sorry, but the police department
will have to bear with us, lieutenant.
Captain Danko
should remain incommunicado.
The Russians got a chance
to talk to him. Why?
They were the closest thing
to family...
...and they didn't intend
to interrogate him.
Now, how did you get that piece
through customs?
Diplomatic immunity.
Great. That restores my faith
in airport security.
You're not supposed to have that gun,
Danko.
I'll tell you what, though.
Tell me