Mob Cops

- So what drew you to the NYPD?

- I didn't want, I didn't wanna get killed.

I mean, there was two ways

of getting outta the neighborhood,

be, be a bad guy or get into the force,

go into the police force...

There's a fine line

between good and bad.

Most people know exactly where that line is.

- He knew a lot of monsters...

- They might step on it a few times,

but most people, they don't cross it.

- But when they do cross that line-

- All along the neighborhood...

Some still have a chance,

a chance to get back on the right side of it.

I respect 'em,

but it's not where I wanted to be.

- But when a cop crosses that line,

there ain't no coming back.

- Around shooting guns,

that's the picture we have of

what it's like to be in the mob .

So, is it really like that?

Meet Leo, Leo's old job in the NYPD was

to investigate the mafia.

This meant that Leo dealt with real monsters,

not the ones we see in the movies.

And unlike the movies, that meant Leo

was frequently put in real danger.

- You know, Hollywood paints this picture of mobsters

and those kinds of people like they're really bad people...

Come on,

come on, Delgado, gimme a right, gimme a right.

Now give it to me like you mean it.

Come on, come on, boom, boom.

Come on, Delgado, I know you got more.

Come on, baby, let's go, let's go.

Gimme a right, gimme a right, let's go.

Let's go, give it all you got.

All right, you wait one sec.

Hello?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay, hold on.

Delgado, you got a call.

Coming.

- Bridget Hughes was a good woman

who married into a bad situation.

Her brother-in-law was in the mob,

and that poison trickled down to her sons.

Josh was the worst of the two.

He disappeared without a trace.

- Hey. - Bridget never got closure.

Her other son, Phil, later, became one of my informants.

And as a result, I got a bit closer to Bridget.

But six years after Josh disappeared,

Phil was found dead in front of a strip club, mob related.

So...

What's going on, Bridget?

You're not in trouble, are you?

- I know what you're doing with the visits and the calls,

and I appreciate it, I do, but...

We're not friends, Tim.

I don't need a friend right now, I need a cop.

- All right, Bridget, we're not friends.

What's going on?

My boys were no angels.

They were born too close to that world,

that world that took 'em from me.

Phil wasn't your fault.

Yes, he was.

He was my CI and he was my responsibility

and I kept him on the street a little too long, I...

I knew I should have pulled him and I didn't.

And for that, I, I can't sleep.

He knew what he was doing.

You play with the devil, you will always lose.

You have to let it go.

Yeah.

Why do I have a feeling this is not about Phil?

I saw a ghost, Tim.

I was in the kitchen with the, the TV on,

and right there on the screen was a face

that I haven't seen in years.

A face that I've never forgotten.

A face that I will never forget.

They came looking for Josh that day,

and Phil told them he wasn't here, and they left.

And they were only outside for a few minutes,

but those few minutes are all I have left.

- Bridget, I'm sorry, I really am.

But Josh's case is cold.

It's not only cold, it's frozen.

I think on this one, you need to take your own advice,

you need to let it go.

- People don't just disappear, Tim.

- They do, I've been a cop for a long time.

They disappear all the time.

I'm sorry.

We buried Phil.

His soul could rest now.

But Josh is still out there...

Somewhere.

I will never forget that day they came looking for him.

And I will never forget their faces.

Leo Benetti and Sammy Canzano.

I knew these guys.

They'd been on my radar for years.

What is all this?

It's what you asked for.

- Should have asked for a bigger office.

In order to learn anything about these two,

we had to do a ton of digging.

And we realized it all started with Benetti's court case.

Morning.

Your Honor, as the prosecutor...

- Leo Benetti came from mob blood.

His father and some of his uncles were all connected.

He wanted to cover his own way out of the neighborhood.

He joined NYPD at the time

when NYPD was desperate for manpower.

And in order to get more badges on the streets,

they were willing to look the other way.

Your Honor, the prosecution...

- Sammy Canzano was a Vietnam vet.

His past wasn't as colorful,

but his record was far from clean.

But make no mistakes,

if Benetti was a rattlesnake, Canzano was a cobra.

They found the police case file

with Benetti's fingerprints all over it.

They said that Benetti handled the file

while working on a related case.

- Will the defendant please rise?

In the case of New York versus Leo Benetti,

I have no choice but to find the defendant

not guilty.

Yeah.

Case dismissed.

- Not only did he get off scot-free,

the son of a bitch got a promotion.

Oral?

Yeah, well, I guess it would be fucking...

Motherfuckers, some of the effective girls

here are in jail, but, oh shit.

What do we got here?

Holy shit, you seeing this?

Look at the fucking tits on her.

What time you gotta get back?

I got time.

Did you eat today?

I'm not hungry.

- Ya look like a fucking Ethiopian.

- I learned in Nam not to go into battle on a full stomach.

- Yeah, well, I do everything on a fucking full stomach.

Except keep a low profile.

Hey, it's low enough.

Okay, I may look like I don't keep things cool.

But I was cool as a cucumber, my friend.

You see what happened with the case, hm?

And put in the same situation,

any other schlump woulda cracked

and went straight for the deal, but not this guy.

You know what I did?

Doubled down. - Doubled down.

- Doubled down, they got you red-handed, they say,

you know what they got?

They got fuckin' nothin'.

I had the entire police force on my side.

And at the end of the day, what did I get, huh?

What'd I get, jail time?

Nope, I got an apology and I got a promotion.

Now this is me.

Anybody got a problem with that,

I'll show 'em the door.

They wanna fucking dance,

I'll show 'em something else, you know what I'm saying?

What, your dance moves?

Yeah, my fucking dance moves.

I'll dance and jiggle all over their fucking balls.

- It's just, we got a good thing going on here.

Got a fucking great thing.

- Great thing, so I'm asking again with sugar on top,

I'm heading up the mop unit now.

I don't need any extra heat.

So if we could just take it down a notch, okay?

Okay, only for you.

'Cause I love you, babe, okay?

Alright.

Get the fuck outta here.

Thanks, Tommy. - Thanks.

- Yeah, have a good one. - Yep.

Is it good?

- Tastes like it needs some more salt.

- Okay, but not too much, you know what the doctor said.

- Where is it? - It's over there.

Doctor'll wait.

- What do you mean the doctor will wait?

- Hi, Papa, - Hey, honey.

- Mwah. - Hey, hey, hey!

Gimme a kiss. - Mwah.