[phone rings and Prendergast answers it]
Yeah, Prendergast.
Hi, it's me. He's eating and resting comfortably now.
Who is?
Mr. Peepers.
Good.
Honey, I'm sorry about before. I really blew my top.
That's okay, honey [Torres starts calling] Can you hold on just one second? [switches to Torres] Prendergast.
Sandra, could you hold on one second?
I gotta go.
No, just one second. It's very important. [switches to Amanda]
Detective Torres! Excuse me! We have about 7 million people out here waiting to make a statement!
I'm on the phone!
[to Amanda]
Hon, let me call your right back.
What's wrong? What are you doing?
Nothing's wrong. Not doing anything. What do you mean?
Well, you can come home then.
I can't.
It's your last day. What are they gonna do, fire you?
There's a lot of red tape, the sooner I get done the sooner i'll get home. I'll call you in a while, okay.
Wait a minute. Make a list.
A list?
We need boneless chicken, skinless. Red peppers. Not green, red.
Honey. Hold on one second. [switches to Torres] Sandra
I am tying up the phone here.
Just listen for once in your life. Now a gang girl at the drive by said that a man in a white shirt and tie attacked her homeboys with a baseball bat. Now I think somebody's let their dog off the leash.
I think you got "last day-itis". This man was not swinging a baseball bat, he has a gym bag full of guns.
A gym bag?
Look, you asked me to tell you what he was wearing. I gotta run. The lieutenants wants the canvass the neighborhood.
Sandra, just one more second. Please it's important. [switches to Amanda] Hon, why don't you go to the store?
Why?
It's my last day, the guys might want to have a send off or something.
What are they gonna do? Get some broad with tassels dangling from her tits, dancing on her desk?
Of course not.
Look, buster. While you've been there playing cop, i'm at home planning your retirement. It's over. The sooner you get that through your head the better. You are no longer in the law enforcement business. Now, I will at the usual time, capito?
[switches to Torres]
Sandra, are you mad at me?
No, I hate you but I'm not mad.
[rudely to Torres]
Are you retiring as well, too?
Just don't leave without saying goodbye.
[rudely to Torres]
Goodbye.
If you go up against this guy...be careful.
