CSI: NY

CROWD (chanting): NYPD, NYPD, NYPD...

4,

3.

Don't look so smug. It ain't over yet.

Ah, let's see, osso bucco in a nice red wine sauce,

- porcini mushrooms... - Uh-uh.

And you wonder why the public likes us better.

You guys are

- so cocky. - Oh, come on, Curtis.

Your boys have won the last five.

I'm tired of buying you dinner.

Damn it!

Firemen tie the score-- NYPD: 4,

4.

Come on!

Hey, get your head in the game, kid. You're better than that.

Are you kidding me? Who just got nailed in the corner

over there, all right? Get the puck along the boards!

Just keep your skates up against the post.

- You learn that in peewee league. - Hey, hey, hey,

shut up, the two of you. We are not losing this game.

We got two minutes left. Danny, I need you

strong on the forecheck.

Adam, nothing gets past you.

Focus, baby. Focus.

Let's go, boys.

Hey, Flack, that last goal was for your mother.

This next one's for your sister.

My sister died six months ago, jackass.

- No. Bro, I didn't know. - She's not dead, you idiot.

Mention my family again, I'll punch you in the mouth.

So, how you been? You feeling all right?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm good.

The last six months have felt like five years,

but it's good to be back.

I appreciate you coming by the hospital every week.

That meant a lot.

Ah. Least I could do.

Well, how's Christine?

Please tell me you haven't screwed that up.

No, no.

It's great. She's great.

Mary and the kids?

I screwed that up years ago.

But she loves me. What can I say?

Come on! I'm here! I'm here! I'm here!

Cinema quoi cinema,

- I'd have to say Manhattan. - No!

- Yes. - No way, absolutely not. Annie Hall.

- Annie Hall over Manhattan any day of the week. - Well, Manhattan

has a classic style and a Gershwin score.

- Nah, it's black and white. - No, but it's just... You just prefer

a more unconventional form of storytelling.

I guess I'm just more of a conventional guy.

Nothing about you is conventional, Sid.

Messer, you suck!

Hey, you want to come down here and say that?

All right, all right, all right.

Annie Hall, for sure.

Come on! Get him!

LINDSAY (distorted): Go...!

That's the game!

FDNY wins, 5 to 4.

Oh, really?

Come on! Let's go.

Let's go! Come on!

Come on! Come on!

Come on. You want more?

Well, I guess there's no truth to the rumor

the departments hate each other.

Il Mulino. 8:00.

I'm ordering dessert.

10-75, 10-75.

Fire at 323 7th Avenue.

All available trucks in the area.

Commercial building, occupants unknown.

10-47, police response for crowd control.

323, that's just down the block.

Everybody, back up! Back up now! Back up!

Everybody, get back!

Get back! Get across the street. Let's go! Back up!

Let's go! Let's move! There may be someone trapped in there!

Joe, you and Kevin take this floor.

Do a primary search for anybody trapped.

You don't see anyone, you get out immediately, you hear me?

Tony...

Is there anybody in here?!

Bang on the floor if you can hear me!

Captain! There's no one on this end.

(bagpipe playing "Amazing Grace")

May our hearts be always ready

if we should be summoned before our Eternal Chief

in the midst of our labors.

Through our ministrations to our suffering fellowmen,

we dedicate our lives humbly to Your praise and glory.

In joy or sorrow, we ask only

that You may be pleased with our service,

that when the Last Alarm shall have sounded for us,

we may receive our eternal assignment with You. Amen.

Present arms.

Order arms.

("Amazing Grace" continues playing)

Nice and slow. One step at a time.

You okay? You need to take a break?

I can't remember what happened.

The thing. I-I can't

picture it in my head. At all.

Mac, it's totally normal for you not to remember. I...

went to the, uh...

- Mac. - No, no. I want...

I want to know. I walked into the...

Pharmacy.

Pharmacy, yeah.

That's it.

That's all I can remember.

There was a guy robbing the store for drugs.

You shot him, but you didn't know he had a girl

outside helping him.

She came in, and she shot you in the back.

You don't have to do this, you know--

come here every day.

Nice and slow, one step at a time.

Ugh, I hate you seeing me like this.

Well, you better get used to it.

'Cause I'm not going anywhere.

Mac. He's there right now.

Two unis posted at the scene just saw him go in.

They have the perimeter secured.

He's not going anywhere.

They only sent two of you?

How disappointing.

So, this is the guy

we've been keeping our eye on since the fire.

They collared him back in, like...

'97. They say he was responsible for ten fires,

but they could only pin the last one on him. He gets out

15 years later and torches the same building?

I know arson's tough

to prove, but he didn't leave anything behind

at the first nine fires?

Nothing that linked back to him.

They didn't even have an ID on him

- until the tenth fire. - How'd they grab him?

He ran back inside the burning building

when he realized someone was still inside.

Come on, please.

Come on, please don't...

Please, please!

Uniforms rolled up on him giving CPR to the vic,

but it was too late.

The guy who died,

the fireman, he was a friend of yours?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry he died.

Yeah, you're so sorry

you went back to the scene during his funeral.

You couldn't even let us have that.

You're right. That was poor timing on my part.

- I'm sorry. I apologize. - Two weeks.

You get paroled, it takes you all of two weeks

to get right back at it.

I didn't do this.

Do you really think I would be stupid enough

to hit the same building twice?

Your signature is all over it, Leonard.

Same thing each time.

So don't sit there and tell me you had nothing to do with this.

1992, '93, '95.

Buildings on Hudson, 8th, and Prince.

It was never proven

I had anything to do with those fires.

You use wax paper and dryer sheets

to spread the fire through the hallways.

We found the same residue at this scene.

1994.

Corner of Thompson and Spring.

You don't have anything to link me to that fire.

Fire gel running up the walls at each scene.

And wouldn't you know it, we found residue

from fire gel at this 7th Avenue fire.

Disabled sprinkler system.

You cut the chain to the OS&Y valve--

every fire you're believed to be associated with.

"Believed"...

- being the operative word. - Look,