my lord mother man, you look like hell. what were you drinking?
nobody gets fired. look at me. only thing they might do is transfer you to the bronx. you look like you aged ten years since i rode with you last.
you ever notice people who see shit always, are crazy?
it can always get worse. you can't change what's out there, only where you're coming from. you got to let the lord take over, in here.
she only works when i'm on. i make her wait and it drives her crazy.
she loves me the way no woman ever has.
i usually don't do calls before coffee. but i think it might do you some good. twelve young is here and i'm gonna take care of you, baby. don't you worry about a thing, yahear, cause marcus is alive and on arrival.
ten-four, hon. this is for you.
i hope we're not late from you guys holding us up here.
okay, what happened?
no. he's dead.
he's dead and there's nothing we can do. come on, frank, that's it.
he's dead unless you folks want to stop bullshitting me and tell it straight. then, lord willing, we'll try to bring him back.
i'm still waiting and this young man is still dead.
what's his name?
what'd you mean ib bangin? what kind of name is ib bangin?
okay, freddy.
okay, ib bangin, we're gonna bring you back. every person here grab the hand of the person next to you.
oh lord, here i am again to ask one more chance for a sinner. bring back ib bangin, lord. you have the power, the might, the super light, to spare this worthless man.
not us. the first step is love. the second is mercy.
i ever tell you about the time years ago i was on this ledge uptown, trying to talk this psycho inside?
no, you never listened. i was going, man, if someone on high hadn't pulled me in. i had put all i had into saving this dumbass lowlife suicidal that when he went down, there was a part of me that wanted to go with him.
who's that?
oh, frank, you've got it bad, so much worse than i thought.
god help us, he's hungry too.
went over to sal's got this. there must be some place in hell for a guy who sells a dollar-fifty a slice. i call you if anything comes up.
rule number one: don't get involved with patients. rule number two: don't get involved with patient's daughters. you understand?
you don't know the first thing about rule number three, cannot begin to understand the complexities of that rule. come on, let's go look at some hookers. the kit kat will be letting out. don't ever call a junkie whore a crackhead. they get real mad.
look at these women. you can't even tell who's a hooker anymore. whatever happened to go-go boots and hot pants? they wear anything now, walk outta the house with whatever they got on .
 look at her. leaves you no idea what's underneath, not even a suggestion. could be a skeleton for all you know.
nice though, pulling back her hood as we drive by. there's a mystery to it, then she shows you.
we're all whores, frank. you know what i'm talking about, the way she looked at me.
no, you didn't, frank, thank you. but there's still a couple hours left on the shift.
she said to me, i love the way you talk on the radio.
don't worry, hon. young is here and he's gonna help out--just remember, you owe me.
ten-four, hon.
look at that. a fat junkie. that's a first.
you know each other a long time?
in that time, you ever have sex?
no underwear?
what's that, frank?
that's too many.
it's coming.
what look?
we just saved a little baby boy. think of it that way.
the bar is now open.
please, a little decorum if you will. what i was going to say is, is that holding that baby in my arms, i felt like i was twenty-one again. a call like that makes me think of going back to three nights a week, not two, start running again, cut down on the drinking.
here's to the greatest job in the world.
let's do it! it's marcus, love, only for you.
ten-four.
i'm coming, love! i'm coming!
shit.
where you going?
you can't leave me now.