27 stitches my ass.
Scenes with Cosmo Renfro
3 scenesNever one to be afraid of the obvious. I admire that in a man, Sam.
Have I done something?
Yeah. You hit your prisoner while he was in handcuffs; that's against the rules. If he had any brains, he'd sue us.
He bit one of my kids; he got smacked on the head! So what?
So what?
Yeah. So what?
27 stitches is "so what."
He needed a smack on the head. That's what he got.
Who's got my clothes?
I do.
I told you.
What?
He doesn't like it.
But I got this last Christmas.
This is Sam Harmon, one of my friends, Sheridan killed him with his own bare hands. So was Neil Kazunski. Kazunski had three little kids.
Stop doing this to me. Even if I knew this man. It's not a crime, he's done nothing wrong. I haven't heard from him.
So, you do know him.
You just lied to us.
That's a federal offense.
Cosmo, where are you?
I'm in traffic! I'm in New York City! Where the hell do you think I am? We're on our way!
Sam.
Cosmo.
We're still at the Chinese Consulate. No sign of Chen since he went in.
Get the N.Y.P.D. on him. I want you and Royce here at Queens Hills Cemetery.
Where the hell is Queens Hills Cemetery?
Ask a cop.
Know what? You look like hell.
I'm tired. I'm beat up.
Get some rest, I'll wake you.
I'll be all right. That must be the gun that shot Newman.
You are really on my very last nerve. You are a mind-boggling pain in my ass. Why couldn't you just die at the cemetery? Or on the plane? Cut yourself out of the rest if you want. Sit up. You know the job. You had the same training. We eliminate threats. You are the threat. Guess what? I'm down to my last option here.
It was you. You set me up. You were the traitor.
Yeah. I'm the man, Mark. You're the delivery boy. I needed a fall guy to make the bag drop in case things went south. Like the two DDS agents you gunned down at the U.N. Their blood is on your hands. If it's any consolation, I chose you because you're the best. That was my mistake. But I'm going to fix it now. You'll put that knife down like a good boy and... (Sheridan falls from his bed) Good night.
What are you doing?
He tried to escape. Better shoot him, then.
Want to use your old gun?
It's Sheridan's.
No, it's yours. You filed off the serial number. The gun he took from you, the gun he shot me with. The one you've carried since. I bet the bullets we pulled from my vest match those that killed Newman. Why did you shoot that boy?
Didn't have a choice, really, Sam. He interrupted while I tried to put into Sheridan. (points his gun to Sam Gerard) What'll your story be? You caught me turning him loose? I'll think of something.
Welcome home, Mark, wanna start running again?
I think I'm going back to bed.
You know, you owe me an apology.
Yeah, I know, Cosmo, I know. But uh...
But what?
But I don't even like you, man.
Come on, let's go drink a toast to a good deputy named Noah Woodrow Newman.
If we're going to drink to Newman, we better use milk.
What the hell is the matter with you? Sam, you can't do this. I know how you feel. Look, I feel the same way. I loved that kid, too, but this is wrong. I'm telling you this as your friend.
You're not my friend.
Fine. Forget it. You wanna kill Sheridan, go ahead, you do it. But remember this: You forget everything you taught me about this job. The rules, the regulations, the code. You do this, and it's all about you. It's not about Newman. It's about you. The great Sam Gerard.
Yes, I am.
And you always have to win.
Yes, I do.
