word?
- Can't complain.
- Sure you could. Phil Leotardo.
My first assignment out of
the academy was in Brooklyn.
Never cared for him.
He tried to set up this other
rookie, female, for rape and beating.
Listen, that subject
we talked about...
If I was
to know something
possibly terror-related
and help you out,
could I bank the
resulting goodwill?
Well...
What happens is
I would personally write you
what's called a 5k letter.
It's a document setting forth
your cooperation and service.
Is letter would be
placed in your file
and if you were ever
convicted of a crime...
It'd be presented
to a judge when he or she
would be considering
sentencing guidelines.
Well, there were
a couple of guys,
I don't know, arabs,
arabians maybe.
They used to hang around
the Bing,
and somebody I knew
may have did some
business with them.
At the port?
- You were saying.
- The point is they used to be around all the time,
these two,
you know, drinking
and trying to tit-fuck
the girls, whatever.
And then suddenly,
they disappeared,
and I mean completely.
And then a week or so ago
I'm driving, and I see 'em
with these other guys,
they had the headgear
and the beard
and the whole
fundamental bit.
But there's nothing
illegal there, right?
What were they doing?
Walking.
But then they meet up
with this other group.
I don't know.
It seemed...
You got a name?
One was Ahmad
or Jamali...
Hold on, hold on.
Hey, T.
Yeah, I'm here
with some people,
and, uh... The arabs from the
Bing. What were their names?
- Some people?
- Exactly.
Oh, fuck, yeah,
Ahmed and Mohammed.
- What did they do?
- Ahmed and Mohammed.
You know, actually,
I got a cell number.
I called him recently, but
he don't answer no more.
Ahmed Al Najafi.
973-555-0146.
Ahmed Al Najafi.
Tell me they're not gonna blow up
the chemical plant or some shit.
I don't know.
I'll call you later.
- Cell phone.
- That's a real prize.
Thank you.
So finally I said,
"okay, you know,
as long as you don't
mind yesterday's pizza.
"No, no", he said,
"It's cool.
"So great," I told him.
"Come back tomorrow."
You are so bad.
- Hey.
- Hey, how you doing?
- I'll add you overtime?
- Yeah, thank you.
- Who's that?
- I don't know. Some guy.
What are you,
going out with him?
He smiled, Anthony.
He works here.
- You gotta stop.
- Or what?
Or I won't
see you again.
Oh, like meeting me for
coffee is such a big deal.
Honestly, I don't even think
it's a good idea anyway.
How come?
'Cause last time you started crying
and had to leave the Starbucks.
I can't sleep at night
without you.
It'll get better, okay?
I love you so much.
I gotta go back
to work.
Stop.
You're embarrassing me.
You knock off early,
we go back to your place,
christen those new sheets
you were telling me about.
A man with a plan,
huh?
The man with the erection.
Let me take this.
Hey.
It's me. I need you to come home. It's AJ.
- What happened?
- I am worried, Tony.
I have never seen him
like this.
I'm supposed to meet the
realtor to see a new property,
- but I am afraid to leave him alone.
- Afraid, why?
Will you just
come home, please?
Go away.
It's me.
What's the matter?
- What happened?
- You know what happened.
Blanca still.
All right, that's it.
Enough's enough.
Look, I'm fucking
depressed, okay?
You broke up. How long
you want to cry about it?
She was my life.
You're 20 years old.
You barely have a life,
and you're better off
anyway.
She was cute, okay, but come on.
With another guy's kid to boot.
She was the best thing
that ever happened to me.
What you're going through,
what you're feeling
right now...
It happens sometimes.
Everybody gets the blues.
There's a half-a-billion-dollar
industry devoted to it.
What, Prozac?
No, the music business.
They write thousands
of songs about this shit.
"Tears on my pillow,"
"Mona Lisa," right?
Listen,
these fucking women,
they'll drive you nuts