Brooklyn's Finest

Well, it's not a matter of right and wrong.

It's a matter of righter and wronger.

Righter and wronger?

Those are not words, Carlo.

Hey, that's what the judge said.

The judge said that in a court of law.

He said righter and wronger, right there.

"Pledge of Allegiance," all that bullshit.

What else did the judge say?

He said that people will,

you know, protect their lives no matter what.

I mean, he didn't say it like that. You know, he said it like

the fancy legal shit, but-- but yeah.

He said people will protect their lives no matter what,

something like that.

You heard about what happened, right?

On the Belt Parkway. You heard that?

- No. - Yeah, I was on the Belt Parkway,

- like 65th Street-- - You were on the Belt Parkway?

Yeah, down by the pier.

I'm driving like a bastard

and, you know, fucking cops pull me over, right?

They give me the breath test. You know, I'm drunk off my ass,

right, and they lock me up.

So before I go in front of the judge,

my lawyer, he says to me--

He says, "You know, you were so drunk that--

That it's considered a felony."

- Which means I broke parole. - Yeah.

That's seven years.

I mean, no lies, Sal--

I-- I felt like I was gonna shit a bowling ball.

So I finally go in front of the judge.

He goes, "Can you please explain what happened?"

And I said, "Your Honor, look.

I'm in a bar, I'm having a drink, right?

These two fucking guys come in, they assaulted me.

They bashed me, you know, smashed bottles over my head.

Yeah, there's bottles over my head

and kicked me in the face.

And to save myself, I got in my car--

You know, I ran out of there, I got in my car,

- and, you know, I drove off." - Right. And he bought that?

Yeah, well, he bought nothing. That's a true story.

- I got no-- - Oh, come on.

Hey, that's a true story.

Okay.

All right.

Okay.

Yeah, I owed all these bookies

and back then I didn't have nothing to pay them, you know.

So somebody in the bar called the cops.

But the judge, he's listening to this

and he's--

You know, he looks like he's gonna shit a bowling ball.

He says that this is not a simple case of right and wrong,

but righter and wronger.

Because the defendant had to break the law...

to protect his own life.

It's un-fucking-believable.

What happened to the cops?

Nothing. They were right even though they were wrong.

And I was wrong only because that I was right.

You see? You get that now.

- You get that, right? - Yeah.

- Righter and wronger. - Righter and wronger.

That's right.

- You're too much. - You see what I'm--

Yo, Tango!

We got that shit on deck!

Hey, get your motherfucking hands off me!

Still very active here at the BK projects.

Details are sketchy, but here's what we know.

A young African-American man named Allen Daniels

was allegedly shot and killed by police.

We're hearing it was one police officer

who was trying to rob him.

- He's a good boy. - It's gonna be okay, all right?

- He's a good boy! - Residents here are

- obviously outraged... - My boy! My boy!

- Let's just kick it, man. - Let's go.

Y'all little niggas know what to do. Hurry up.

It's hot out this motherfucker. There's police everywhere.

Yo, hurry up.

Yo, it's crazy right now. What happened?

Tango. Come here, man. Lemme holla at you real quick.

I thought you was going back to school, B.

Come on, Tango. What they gonna teach me

in there I ain't already learning out here, man?

But you're gonna make that court date, right?

Come on, Tango. You know I'ma make the court date.

- You know I'ma make the court date. - All right. Cool.

- What's going on here, fam? - Yo, these fucking pigs, man.

They done clapped a little homey, man. Shit crazy right now, boy.

- Word? - Yeah.

Check it. I don't wanna hear

y'all been spending y'all gwap on these hookers either. You heard?

Wake up in the morning with your dick looking like a trophy

with the mother. Ask K Rock.

You know bitches be burning this shit.

Come on, man. You better stop telling people.

We gonna go in the living room and fuck with the PlayStation real quick.

Lemme see you pop verse two, son.

- What up, Tang. - What's up, man?

But yo, truthfully, man,

you know that was you and your cousin that got shot.

- Word up. - Stretched out.

- Three shots in the chest. - Police are crazy. Wild.

Oh God!

Oh God!

I did a bad thing...

but to a bad guy.

A very very bad guy, all right?

And for a good reason.

You think that's a rationalization, right?

That's what you're thinking.

You're here.

So you've prayed for guidance.

No, I couldn't do that.

Why not?

'Cause prayers were not gonna give me what I needed.

Is that more important than your relationship with God?

No matter what you may have done...

- He's ready to forgive you. - He is, huh?

We're all imperfect creatures...

and we're led to sin.

That's why we have to surrender our souls to God.

Well, to be honest with you,

I've been here before, all right,

asking for God's help

a lot of times, okay?

And my situation is not getting any sunnier, you know?

So-- so why should it now?

Your pride is denying the possibility of God's goodness.

Why does He get all the glory?

You know, why is that?

Huh? He gets all the glory and I get all the blame.

I mean, is it not possible...

that maybe God isn't carrying His end of the weight?

Look. This thing is obviously weighing on you.

So release it.

Confess your sin.

Pray for forgiveness.

I don't want God's forgiveness.

I want His fucking help.

What? Is that so hard?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Let's just-- let's do a few "Hail Mary's and go, okay?

Let's-- thank you. Thank you.

This has been really good. Thank you.

"Hail Mary, full of grace,

the Lord is with thee; blessed art thou amongst women,

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen."

Thank you.

Sal.

All right, everybody. Listen up. Give me your ears.

The BK projects, you all know it.

18 buildings, 15,000 residents.

The highest crime area in the highest crime precinct.

Good morning, Sal. Thanks for joining us.

Larceny, rape, prostitution--

It even takes the crown for kidnapping.

- It's estimated that over... - Yo.

- What do you hear? What do you say? - Not too much.

Oh, fuck.

Hey, what do you know about--

What's his name? --Bobby Powers with CI? You hear about that?

- Carlo? - Yeah.

Found him with his face blown off

in a Town Car over by the cemetery.

Oh. They got any leads on that?

Carlo was a grade A asshole. Everyone's a lead. Why?

No, nothing. It's just-- you know.

And now, the media's shoveling shit on our badges

over the shooting that took place there.

We have to remind the public that one man from this unit

cannot stain the sum total of our efforts;

That we are not in the business of harming the public but of helping it.

We've been entrusted with the responsibility to protect

those who cannot protect themselves.

This is where we accomplish that, gentlemen.

Hey, Eddie, what are you doing here? The bars close early?

I heard you let another cuffed prep escape.

What's that, about six now?

Is he fucking laughing at you?

- Laughing? Are you laughing at me? - I'll slap you in the fucking mouth.

- Whoa whoa! - I just wanna talk to him.

- No, just-- don't-- - Are you laughing at me, man?

Forget about him. Come on. Forget about him. Come on.

Fucking burn out, man.

Nobody want you here, man.

Let's go. Hey, you got my fucking "Playboy"?

- That's my "Playboy." - That's mine.

- You boys starting trouble? - No, Captain. No, sir.

Dugan. See me in my office.

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