Witness

Jacob was a good farmer.

- None better. - But not the man to buy a horse for you.

Hochleitner, wasn't it your father sold him the horse...

with a ruptured testicle?

He told him it was a bee sting that made him limp that way.

That horse had one good ball, that's all it takes.

Rachel...

I'm sorry about Jacob.

I know he will walk with God.

Thank you, Daniel.

- She'll be here. - I hope so.

Daniel.

So, first time to the big city?

You'll see so many things.

Close your eyes.

Open.

Samuel, careful!

You come back soon.

Samuel!

And you be careful out among the English.

Mama, look!

He's a cute little Amish boy.

Isn't he cute? I think so.

We have tickets to Baltimore. Where is that train, please?

It's delayed three hours...

you'll hear it announced when it's time to board.

- Take a seat right over there. - But I-

Just take a seat. I have to wait on these people.

- Yes, sir. - There?

Mama, look, what's that thing?

Don't go far, Samuel.

Mama?

It's over there.

Samuel.

Hey. man!

What the fuck you doing, man?

- Washing my hands, man. - What?

- Let's get out of here. - Hold tight.

I already did that.

Just checking again.

Move these people back, they shouldn't be this close.

Get Schaeffer on the phone, get him down here, now.

Right.

- Precherd, who found the body? - Right over there, sir.

How you doing, pop? You found the body?

Not me, daddy, I just reported it. It was the kid.

- What kid? - How the hell do I know what kid?

It was the kid in the funny black threads. Over there.

Thanks, pop.

How's he doing?

I'm a police officer, ma'am. I have to talk to the boy.

What's your name?

Samuel.

- Samuel Lapp. - And he's your son?

We were on our way to Baltimore.

My sister is expecting us. Soon our train is leaving.

We'll get you on another train.

Sam, the man who was killed tonight...

was a policeman, and it's my job to find out what happened.

I want you to tell me everything you saw when you went in the bathroom.

There were two.

- There were two men? - I only saw one.

Does anybody know about this?

No, nobody's had a chance to talk to him.

What did he look like? The man that you saw.

He was like him.

He was a black man? He had black skin?

But not schtumpig.

Schtumpig? What's schtumpig?

On a farm, when a pig is born small like that...

he's schtumpig.

A runt.

So, he wasn't a runt.

He was a big guy, like me?

Big guy.

Subject is armed. He's wanted for the stabbing deaths of a narcotic...

I should have been there, John.

I told you.

That's not the point. That's the risk.

Undercover, one mistake, bang, they kill you-

Where are you taking us?

I'm sorry.

We're looking for a suspect.

We got reason to believe he's still in the neighbourhood.

I want the little boy to take a look at him.

You have no right to keep us here.

Yes, I do. Your son is a material witness to a homicide.

You don't understand. We want nothing to do with your laws.

Doesn't surprise me.

A lot of people I meet are like that.

What did he say?

He asked who you are. Your name.

I told him we didn't need to know anything about you.

Book. John Book.

Hey, man, where're you hiding?

Have a seat. Young blood, where're you going?

Looking good, T-Bone.

- Hey, man, how're you doing? - What the fuck?

- I'll sue you, man! - Gotta get his arm. Let's get his arm.

Is this the man, Sam? Is this him?

You sure?

- Back off. - You listen to me.

I want no further part of this, nor does my son.

Okay. Get back in the car.

Honest mistake, all right.

John, what are we gonna do with them?

- What? - A hotel or what?

Put them in a hotel, they won't be there in the morning.

- I'll have to send to Baltimore for them. - Well, what?

I got it.

This is my sister, Elaine. This is Mrs Lapp and Samuel.

Where do you want them, Elaine? The back bedroom, blue room?

Yeah, sure. The blue room.

- Can I help you with something? - No.

Right back there, Sam. It's in the back.

How could you do this to me tonight?

It's important.

Just keep going straight through, there's a folding cot for your son.

He turned on the light, good.

I told you I had company.

- Where's Jason and Billy? - Upstairs, asleep.

You got a man in the house and the kids are upstairs?

That's none of your business. So keep your holier-than-thou mouth shut.

- Anyway, they like Fred. - Fred? Now we got a Fred.

- Who are these orphans, anyway? - They're Amish.

- Everything okay? - Yes. Thank you.

- John says you're Amish. - Yes.

Do we have to stay here?

No, we don't. Just for the night.

Say Your prayers.

- Hi, Captain. - Hi, Bob.

When can we leave the city?

I'm trying to get this over with as quick as I can, then you can go.

Good.

Samuel's probably going to have to come back and testify. I'm sorry.

No, you're not, you're glad.

- Glad? - Because now you have a witness.

Yeah, now I got a witness.

I just don't like my son spending all his time with a man who carries a gun...

- and goes around whacking people. - Whacking?

Come here, kiddo.

Big guy.

Now, don't be frightened. You can see them, but they can't see you.

I want the hats and the sunglasses off. Straighten up.

I want you to tell me if any of these men...

are the man that you saw in the bathroom. Take your time.

Look real carefully.

Make sure.

Are you sure?

Okay.

Three dogs to stay.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

- These, we call Wurst. - Sure.

Your sister said you don't have a family.

No, I don't.

She thinks that you ought to get married and have children of your own...

- instead of trying to be a father to hers. - Oh, yeah?

Except she thinks you're afraid of the responsibility.

That's interesting, anything else?

Yeah.

She said that she thinks that you like policing...

because you think you're right about everything...

and that you're the only one who can do anything.

And that...

when you drink a lot of beer, you say things like:

"None of the other police know a crook...

"from a bag of elbows."

I believe that's what she said.

Good appetite.

Captain.

- Yeah? - Sgt Carter for you on Line 23.

Thanks.

How are you doing?

- I don't know. - Little boy.

Look, he's shy.

Hey! Knock it off.

Knock it off!

I'll get it.

- Hi. - Hi, Kathy.

Dad!

- Hello, Marilyn. - Hi, John.

It's McFee, Paul. He's one of them, anyway.

Positive ID from the Amish kid.

McFee? Lieutenant Narcotics?

Right.

I hope you don't have any doubt about that.

It all fits, Paul. Four years ago...

Narcotics runs a raid in which, amongst other things...

550 gallons of this P-2-P stuff is confiscated.

They put it in Police Storage.

Philadelphia supplies all the major cities in the country with speed.

They need this P-2-P stuff to make the speed.

They pay up to $5,000 a pint for it.

I call Police Storage...

no record of 1055-gallon drums of P-2-P.

That's $22 million, Paul.

Guess who ran the raid four years ago?

- McFee. - Right.

- Have you talked to him about it? - No. On vacation, Florida.

All right, what do you need to clean this up?