Homicide: Life on the Street

It must be difficult for you as the only woman in Homicide.

It must have some affect on your attitude toward men.

Um...

Most of the people who kill are men.

And most of the people who get killed are men.

I'm surrounded by men solving crimes by men against men.

So... you're exposed to the worst aspects of men?

The worst that men are capable of doing, of being.

And then I'm supposed to date one of them. Have a relationship.

I'm seeing this...

...guy now. He's a sweetheart. He's a gentleman.

He's a State's Attorney.

We'll be out to dinner and he's telling a joke and I'm supposed to laugh. I do.

But in my head, I'm thinking, you know, an hour ago,

I saw two guys who knifed each other in a sports bar over a bet.

Over the Superbowl.

And I look at Ed and I...

That's his name, Ed.

I think, is that you? Could you...

...knife someone in cold blood over the Superbowl?

- It puts a damper on the evening. - You better believe it.

Sensitivity training?

We don't need a bigger budget, we need a New Age pep rally!

Will we be in a room for eight hours and can't go to the bathroom?

- That's called Yom Kippur. - Why now, Gee?

It was all in my memos. Don't you guys read my memos?

The police needs to be more sensitive to people on the street and to each other.

I don't know. I'm far too sensitive as it is.

You will have a one-on-one session with Miss Weston.

She'll hold group workshops and seminars, all of which are mandatory.

Attendance will be taken.

That means everyone.

Where's your tie?

I aimed my memo especially at you, Stanley.

I feel like my head is going to blow off.

You have a bad attitude. You have this thing about department programmes.

I'm allergic to idiocies and foolishness.

I want you to meet with Miss Weston.

I don't care if there is a red ball, or if Jack the Ripper, Bonnie and Clyde

and the Terminator are stalking the city, killing nuns and orphans.

Be at your session, Stanley. Am I understood?

- Lieutenant! - Be at your session.

I want to believe there is a new you somewhere inside.

I really liked "What do you say when 'I love you' isn't enough?"

- I thought it was a remarkable book. - That's very kind.

Most of those books, I can't stand them. They're too clinical, too pompous.

I wanted to stay away from as much psychobabble as possible,

to put what I needed to say in everyday language.

Yes! Yeah, it's funny.

I was thinking about the exact same issues as you

when your book came out.

I think you have your finger on the pulse

of what's going on inside those of us with high-stress jobs.

It was a Book Of The Month Club alternate selection.

I'm jealous, you see that? I'm jealous!

I'm also... I'm inspired.

See, ever since you wrote this book, I've just been jotting down

a few occasional thoughts and reflections for myself.

They're not nearly as insightful as yours, but as you say in your book,

"trying is knowing and not trying is trying not to know."

- I didn't write that. - Yeah, you did.

No, I didn't.

Who did?

I don't know.

Damn! But you did write, "What do you say when 'I love you' isn't enough?"

- I did write that. - OK.

Then it really doesn't matter what I say because

it's still a brilliant book.

I'll go back and read it again and I won't forget.

I just thought that you were who I thought you were, but you're not.

That's my mistake, isn't it?

What do you like in your coffee?

Er... Do they serve tea?

To me, the sea was everything.

I couldn't wait till I turned 17 so that I could sign up.

That's my ship. That's my first ship.

The USS John W Brown.

Freighter out of the old Bethlehem- Fairfield shipyard over on South Clinton.

This is when, World War Two?

No, I missed the war by a year.

We brought a lot of troops home, though.

It's time for your medicine, Dad.

I'm in the middle of a conversation here, if you don't mind.

She was a great ship. She could do 76rpm

and make... make 11 knots.

- Is that good? - Good.

- She was the queen of the freighters. - Dad.

I don't want them pills.

I don't need the damn pills. And you know it.

Mr Prentice, if you don't take your pills, the doctors will blame my pal Chuckie.

No, they won't. I've fired them. All of them.

And the nurses too.

I got one doctor now.

Joe Margolis.

That's all I need.

I don't have time to argue with you, Admiral.

I gotta get back to Homicide.

You know, I always liked you, Beau.

I'll see you in a week or so, OK?

Goodbye, Beau.

Goodbye.

'Thanks for coming by.'

- Chuckie, what's going on? - Huh?

Your old man fires all his doctors, now he won't take his pills.

Who's this Dr Margolis guy?

He's another in a long line of doctors.

You never were a very good liar.

I...

I'm not telling you unless you swear you won't tell him I said.

I swear.

My dad...

He's decided to kill himself.

Hey, Munch.

You ever known a crime was about to be committed?

- Excuse me? - You know what I'm saying.

By the time we get there, the body is cold.

The crime could be hours old, days old.

Yeah, so?

Have you? Where you knew a crime was about to be committed?

Like a psychic event?

Why is it when a guy leaves five drops of coffee in the bottom of the pot,

he thinks he's immune from brewing a fresh pot of coffee?

Sorry.

How would you know? Like a threat, you mean?

Not exactly a threat.

I mean, everybody is looking to duck something!

I said I was sorry! More like an intention.

Arrest everyone with that intention, there wouldn't be a husband free in Baltimore.

When you go in the john, there's always one piece of toilet paper on the roll!

Some guy thinks if he didn't technically finish it,

he's not responsible for replacing it!

Society is based on technicalities. It's a hallmark of late capitalism.

- Same thing with milk! - Stan... I am brewing more coffee.

I open the refrigerator. There is one drop of milk left in the carton.

Who has to go to the 7-11 and replace the milk?

- Me. - That's besides the point.

He does it on my behalf. He could do something else for me.

Do you have a case where someone's intending to kill someone?

No, I was just making conversation.

Detective Bolander, I believe we're scheduled to meet next.

For our initial one-on-one session.

Honestly, it's not painful.

You say whatever's on your mind, I listen.

Gives me a chance to get to know you.

- I'm sorry, lady, I can't. - Why not?

Cos we just got a call. We gotta go solve a murder.

- That's still our function around here. - All right, when can we reschedule?

I'll get back to you.

I'm twice-divorced.

Not once, twice.

I'm still here, still kicking, still in love with women.

Still believe in the possibilities of love.

And Felicia, she's my lucky star.

How many beautiful women do you know who own a library card?

You got me on that one.

Felicia has one.

Do you know how sexy it is to discuss things,

to have a genuine give-and-take, intelligent conversation

with a woman these days?

Are you sure none of this goes down on my official record, huh?

- Does any of this go down? - I don't take notes.

- I want you to take notes. - I'm just here to listen.

I want you to take notes. Know why? I want there to be some official testimony.

Centuries from now, millenniums down the road,

I want there to be a book, a page that reads,

"John Munch, Damaged But Still He Played The Piccolo."

You know what I'm saying? Should I be on a couch for this?

I'm not a psychiatrist.

I forgot.

Go on about Felicia.

See this stomach? Flat as a board. Hard as stone.

No one single sit-up.

Hard sex.

Wild, abandoned, unleashed passion.

Felicia understands. She gets it. She reads.

So then why are you so angry at her?

Angry? Haven't you been listening? I said Felicia and I are kindred spirits.

OK? Minnie and Mickey. Ginger and Fred.

Leonora Carrington and Max Ernst.

And you see right through me, don't you?

You're the big E on the eye chart.

The cancer only gets worse. This Dr Margolis... He is a doctor.

He's got a machine. He says it's like going to sleep.

- Maybe there is something. - There is nothing else.

They did radiation, surgery, chemotherapy, everything.

It's against the law, Chuckie.

Helping a suicide isn't against the law in Maryland.

Not yet. But the courts are just waiting to make an example of someone.

Want to be that guy and spend your life in the pen?

The doctor said nobody ever got prosecuted.

You trust him? I checked out this Dr Margolis character.

He's a pathologist. That's one step above trimming lamb chops.

My dad's in pain, Beau.

If he's in that much pain, he doesn't know what he wants.

You know him, Beau. He's still the Admiral.

Remember the first time you called him that?

He still acts like he's in the navy.

Barking orders and...

No.

I can't turn back.