Black Rain

- Hey, buddy. What's happening, babe? - What's up, Nick?

- We've got a young fop here, man. - Yeah?

Nice bike. Fast, huh?

- Yeah. - Oh, yeah?

Wanna bet?

Ain't you got nothing better to do with your Sundays?

Yeah, I got 50 on Nick, man.

What do you say?

Yeah, sure. I'll take your Social Security.

Take him, Nick.

You're a real fucking wacko, you know that, pal?

Nicky, it's me.

The school called again.

We're another month behind. That makes three.

I told them we'd send a cheque, okay?

Oh, I'm taking the kids to Mom's on Saturday.

You could have them the next Saturday.

Listen, good luck today. Bye.

Hi. Nick Conklin? Barney Yudell, attorney.

Do yourself a favour. Wear a jacket and tie today.

See you at 10:00.

- Hey. How are you, pal, huh? - Dad!

- Hi, Dad. - Come here. Hi, buddy. Give me a kiss.

He got in trouble. He called Sister Elizabeth a name

- and she heard. - What did you call Elizabeth?

- An ugly goose. - Ugly goose, huh?

I've heard you say worse things than that.

Listen, honey, I want you to give this money to Mommy, okay?

- Okay. - I'm gonna see you in about two days.

- Have a good day at school. - Okay.

- All right, pal, you hanging on tight? - Yeah.

- You still want to go in the rain? Yeah? - Yeah.

All right.

Dale, Nicky. Okay?

Right here. Right here.

What do you see, baby?

Baby, I hope somebody's paying you to wear that goddamn suit.

- Almost. - Come on. Get on.

I don't want anybody seeing you walk around like that.

- Take me for a ride? - Let's go.

Look out, Nicky.

Got some new Bostonians. 85 bucks a pop, babe.

Let's hope they threw in some socks with them.

Ladies of the '80s are going for shoes.

- Yeah? Where did you hear that? - I read it in a magazine.

They say it's the second place they're looking.

Listen, I was thinking.

I hear that when Internal Affairs comes to see you,

it's not as bad as when you go to see them.

I don't know. I'll let you know when it's over.

- Here's the idea. - Yeah?

You dazzle the bastards. You go in uniform,

you show them your breast bars.

I'm serious. A detective like you,

you got commendations up the ying-yang.

They should be naming a wing in Attica after you.

Go ahead.

Hey, Farentino, you ugly mug!

Hey, Vincent. Off and on. Let's go. Come on, huh?

Grab your dick and count to infinity, babe.

Fuck you.

Where we meeting? Scalari's? Lunch on me.

We'll see how it goes, babe.

What do you mean, "We'll see how it goes"?

- We'll see how it goes. - Conklin, if you don't show up,

you're going to be in real trouble, Conklin, okay?

- 1300. Do or die. - You got it.

Hey, you watch your tail, cowboy. All right?

Yeah.

- You guys ready? - Yeah, baby.

You'll walk, Nick, if you tell the truth and you keep your wits.

Run your mouth and they'll screw you, man.

I got nothing to hide.

I hope not, for my sake.

- Conklin. - Hey, Bobby. How you doing?

Hey, Nick. Hey, listen, good luck tonight.

Thanks, babe.

- How's your lawyer? - Hardly know him.

Let me tell you something, Nicky.

If these people get their way,

you'll get to know him real well.

Hell, you'll probably be sending his kids through college.

Well, you're...

It's quite an impressive record.

A regular hero.

Tell me about Monty Ronan.

Good cop. He's... He's the kind of guy

you want backing you up when the shit goes down.

- That's what you think? - Yeah. Yeah, that's what I think.

- He's dirt and you know it. - Oh, yeah?

Well, you worked the streets with him, huh?

Hey, pal, we got 30 homicides a week, you know.

Tell us about Patrick Donleavy.

All right, my client has no knowledge

of any malfeasance on the part of that officer.

Your client's in a good position to know.

28 June, '88, your unit arrested three suspects.

Cash was logged in at $65,000 and change.

We have reason to believe there was over $73,000

in the vehicle you impounded.

- Says who? - There are sources.

Well, now we're listening to the suspects instead of the cops, huh?

It depends on the cop.

I don't like heroes, Conklin. They think the rules don't apply.

Hey, look, I try to do my job, okay? It ain't easy out there.

And I'm clean.

Well, Detective, you have, what? A couple of kids at St John's,

house payments, alimony, apartment.

That's a king-sized nut. I admire your thrift.

Well, life's a bitch.

We did the math, hero.

You're at least 1,000 a month in the hole.

You're into the shylocks. You're taking.

Hey, you want to charge me, okay, you charge me.

You want to jerk off, you go back to your office.

We'll charge you. Someone will help us out.

Nobody's got a softer centre than a dirty cop.

You want dirt, huh? You go to City Hall, huh? Police Plaza.

I mean, the whole goddamn system's falling apart

and you're busting my ass?

- Suits, man. - Come on.

- You okay? - Yeah.

Okay.

How's the girls in Japan?

What is the most important control exercised by the sergeant

as a first-line supervisor?

- A, cost control, B, manpower... - B, manpower control.

Manpower control, my ass.

What are we going here for, sergeant or Supreme Court Justice?

If you want the braid, you gotta know the stuff. How'd it go?

- How you doing, Joe? - Good, good.

- Give me a Scotch, will you? - Scotch?

That bad, huh?

They didn't know whether to shit or go blind.

Thanks, Joe.

Joe, I think you'd better melt a little cheese on that Scotch.

He's gonna be drinking his lunch.

To those gallant crime fighters, Internal Affairs Division.

- Fuck them. - Fuck them.

- You ought to think about that, pal. - What's that? IAD?

Ambitious guy like you, fast way to get to headquarters.

- You never know, babe. - That's right. You never know.

- You see Abolofia on the way in? - Yeah, I saw him.

He's importing Subarus now.

Wise guys gotta eat, too, you know.

Just my luck. I'm under investigation. I'm having lunch with the mob.

Intelligence probably got this place wired.

Yeah? Well, if you got a beef,

all you got to do is talk into my left titty here.

Joe, what do you got for a special?

I got a special for you that's so hot, it's probably illegal.

Look out!

What's going on?

Don't even think about it.

It's done, babe.

What? What did you say? What?

Sit down. Sit down.

Relax. Relax.

It's all right. Let's eat. Mind our business over here.

Just eat. Relax. Mind your business.

Joey, 911, babe. 911.

Police! Everybody down!

Police! Hold it there!

Hold it!

Get out of the way!

What's going on?

Hey!

Watch it!

Police! Get out of here!

Get the fuck out of there! All of you!

Police, guys.

Guy came through here, where'd he go?

There.

All right, get out of here, all of you! Get out!

Out! Out! Out!

Go! Get out!

Nicky?

Where are you, Nicky?

Here, Charlie!

You see me? You okay?

You're getting up.

I got him. Up!

Okay. Here we go. Nice and easy.

Come on. Come on.

You little fuck. Come here!

Come here, you little shit.

All right. I got him.

Take him out of here. Get him out.

- Settle down, pal. - Get him out of here.

Yeah, yeah, just a second.

We got him. Come on.

You okay?

Japanese mob.

Well, our victims are certainly yakuza.

Yeah. The Bureau's sending down a guy to find out

what the Jap mob and the mafia were doing sharing a bottle of Chianti.

So that means nobody knows nothing.

Nobody knows dick.

What's that? The paper the box was in?

Yeah.