Episode 3, Season 6
Title: 33 Bullets

Written by: Rob Fresco
Directed by: John Badham
Original Air Date: January 28, 2007

Description:  (full synopsis)

After a fatal shooting of an eight-year-old boy by the Boston Police Department, Jordan and the gang work together to try and figure out what really happened.  The boys death ignites a citywide riot, and the search for the missing piece of the puzzle ends with a tragic death.

Guest Stars:

Cassandra Creech (Miss Collings), Blake Shields (Officer Connor Graker), Tony Perez (--), James Earl (--), Brooke Smith (Dr. Kate Switzer)

Random Facts:

- ACS - Ann Coulter Syndrome
Ann Coulter is an American author, columnist, and political commentator. She frequently appears on television, radio, and as a speaker at public and private events.  She is known for her controversial style and unabashedly conservative views.

**  When Nigel accuses Kate of having ACS, he was was comparing Kate to Ann Coulter. (Note: ACS is no a medical affliction.)

ARTICLE

- Bug mentions a riot that happened in 1981 in Liverpool.  True to history there was a riot that year.  On July 5th 1981 policemen were attacked (over 30 injured) by any civilians on the streets of Toxteth, Liverpool.

Goofs:

Music:

Spiritual by, John Coltrane
It Doesn't Matter by, Rosie Thomas
Follow by, Richie Havens
Walk Away Renee by, Linda Ronstadt

Quotes:

(Woody and Jordan driving up to a crime scene)
Woody: So then the guy has to decide, either kiss the elephant or eat the worm.
Jordan: He has to kiss the elephant?
Woody: Right smack on the mouth.
Jordan: God, that is so wrong.  You know, reality just makes me wanna gag.
Woody: You kidding?  It’s compelling drama Jordan. Real people in real situations; it’s like…
Jordan: Reality.  Yeah, which is the last thing I need after a hard days work.  Just give me some fake people with fake boobs and fake jobs any day.  But, you know he really….kissed the elephant?
Woody: She seemed to like it, actually.

Lu: Jordan, we gotta cover the bodies.  Something like this doesn’t go down well.
Jordan: Four cops unloading on an eight-year-old, I can see why.

Nigel: So, we’re going to be working together.  I hope we can do this amicably.
Kate: It’s about the work Nigel, amicable or not.  Prep for trace, I’ll be in my office.

(After watching a news report on TV)
Bug: This city is about to combust.  You take 330 years of racial tension, four cops, 33 bullets and…kaboom.
Garret: Appreciate the optimism.

Garret: Because of you we’re being called to testify by the end of the day.  That’s a deadline I’m not sure everyone on this case will meet.
Kate: I apologize if I work faster than Jordan.  Next time I’ll try to pace myself.

Jordan: Garret, we need more time to do this right.  Ok, we’re talking trajectories on 33 bullets, full fluoroscopy, building a time line.
Garret: I feel your pain Jordan, but I’ve got a governor breathing down my neck, a new ME undermining my authority, and a special prosecutor trying to open my jugular.

(Kate and Nigel get held up at gunpoint)
Kate (shouting): I can’t believe this; you let him steal my car.
Nigel (shouting): I just saved your life.

Jordan: Beating people to stop violence makes about as much sense as bombing buildings.
Lu: What would you suggest they do?  Hold hands and sing “kum-ba-yah.”

Nigel: It’s too dangerous out there.  It’s 10 blocks, we’ll never make it.  We’re staying here.
Kate (shouting): No, we’re going back.  You got my car stolen.
Nigel: Yes, Yes I did.  In fact, you know what…planned the whole thing.  Hey, you know the guy with the gun; he’s a dear personal friend.
Kate: You are buying me a new car!!

Kate: Niceness is overrated.  I never saw the point.  It’s all based on lies anyway. “How are you?”  “Have a nice weekend.”  The truth is, I don’t give a crap how you are or what kind of weekend you have.
Nigel: Aren’t you a bucket of sunshine.

Jordan (to Officer Greco): People don’t like being lied to.  The truth is a powerful thing.  Sometimes just standing up and saying it out loud can make a world of difference.

Nigel (talking about the cupcake): It’s impressive, really.  How Malic Acid, Magnesium Hydroxide and modified starches can together create a lifelike facsimile of actual food…
Kate: All right, that’s it, I’m outta here.
Nigel: Kate, we talked about this.  In a few hours it will be morning, once the suns up the streets will undoubtedly be safer too….
Kate (cutting Nigel off):  I can’t wait another few hours.  And I can’t stand looking at your face for another minute.  Especially when you talk!  Stop talking!!  Because of you I got my car stolen.

Kate (to Looter): Do I come waiving a bat in your face, Huh?!  Be man with a stick?!  Do I come and threaten to knock your ugly face off a your head?  Who are you anyway?  Huh?  Who are you?!  Huh? Get outta here!
(Kate shoves the Looter back with the baseball bat)
Kate: You are gonna be blood and guts on this floor, and then I’m gonna rip out your kidneys and I am gonna take them home and feed them to my dog, Binky.  ‘Cause there’s nothing Binky loves more than the taste of human kidneys. 

(Woody trying to comfort Lu in the back of the morgue van)
Woody: That scar’s gonna look good on you.
Lu: Yeah?
Woody: Nothing like a blonde with a bullet scar.
Lu: Yeah?
Woody: Very hot…sorta that uh, tough tender thing.

(Nigel and Kate in the morgue elevator)
Nigel: Guess you were right about the process sugar that was some rant.  That stuff about feeding kidneys to your dog Binky.  That was brilliant.  Like you’d have a dog.
Kate: Dandie Dinmont Terrier.  Three time champ.  Registered AKC. 
Nigel: It’s a show dog?
Kate: Noted for his luxuriant coat.
Nigel: Cause of the folic acid…
Kate: ..abundant in the human kidney.
Nigel: You scare me.
Kate: You’re buyin’ me a car.

(In the back of the morgue van)
Jordan: Just a couple more miles, we’re almost there.
Lu: I’m not gonna make it, am I?  Internal bleeding, right?  I’ve seen cops die before, Jordan.
Jordan:  Would you lighten up with the bad vibe stuff.  Ok, no one is dying here Lu.  You know…cause you and I, we got a lot of stuff to work out.  You did arrest me after all.  I never received a formal apology for that. 
Lu: (groans)
Jordan: And not to mention the Woody thing.
Lu: Sorry…about all...
Jordan: No No, don’t apologize to me, ok, argue with me.
Lu: I can’t, I’m to tired.
Jordan: To tired to argue, what kind of crap is that?  Ok I’m stating your reputation here.
Lu: It’s ok.  I feel calm.
Jordan (panicky): No, there’s nothing to feel calm about.  Lu?
Lu: Jordan, come here.
(Jordan leans in and Lu whispers something to her)
Lu: Tell Woody…..(Lu’s voice fades and we do not hear what she says)
Jordan: No, you tell him yourself, ok.  Lu?  Lu?
Lu (whispering): I’m sorry.
Jordan: Stay with me ok.  Look me in the eyes.  Stay with me…and do not blink, and do not fall asleep, and don’t feel calm.  Ok. Do you understand?!  Lu?!?!
(Lu’s eyes close and Jordan keeps slapping her on the face to try and wake her up.  She then realizes she needs to start CPR)
Jordan (performing CPR and sniffling): Ok, Ok.  Come on Lu.  Work with me here. Ok?
(We see Woody driving the van looking back concerned for Lu)
Jordan: (still doing CPR…shouting): Lu, come on!
(Jordan checks her pulse and there is nothing)
Jordan (crying): I’m sorry Hun. 
(Jordan leans in and lays next to Lu and cries.  We see a single tear roll down Lu’s cheek and Jordan crying next to her.  They are finally at the hospital and Woody comes to the back of the van.  He is shocked to see that Lu has died.)
Jordan (still sniffling): She wanted me to tell you that she’s sorry she didn’t say good-bye.

(In Jordan’s office)
Woody: You wanna know the part that hurts the most?  We were this close to becoming friends.
Jordan: I know.
(Woody leans over and puts his head on Jordan’s shoulder, and Jordan leans her head in his.)

 

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