MKMercedes "Misty" Knight
You know Benjamin Franklin said that the only way that three people can keep a secret is if two of them are dead. First Dante, now Shameek. Chico's the last man standing.
RSRafael Scarfe
Benjamin Franklin? Didn't he electrocute himself flying a kite in a rainstorm? I wouldn't base any theories on that fool.
Misty
Benjamin Franklin is on the $100 bill sir.
So? He wasn't a president!
Misty
That's even more impressive! Come on, give the man some credit.
[Misty is looking at a board of crime scene photos from the Crispus Attucks raid]
Damn it, you're doing it again.
Misty
Damn it, you just broke my concentration.
As usual, your priorities are all out of whack. Now, you're looking at a picture of an empty husk of a building. I'm looking at millions of dollars of contraband.
Misty
You know this money belongs to Cottonmouth, allegedly.
Allegedly. Thing I can't figure out why would somebody go through all this hell outside, cause all this mayhem, and then leave the money behind?
Misty
To take it off the streets. Once it's logged, whoever it belongs to doesn't have access to it anymore.
That's quite a message someone's trying to send.
Misty
All that gunfire and no bodies.
Oh, you got that right. They are nobodies.
Misty
I mean, no bodies. Not one. Some big black dude in a hoodie takes on direct bullet shots slaps, punches and pulls people all over the place and doesn't kill a single one? That doesn't seem strange to you? It's like this person wanted us to shut this place down.
Misty
What?
I'm serious. Who cares? How many investigations from the time we put boots on the ground, begin and end in these projects?
Misty
Dozens.
And now somebody comes along and wants to clean up a year's worth of patrol work by himself? I don't see anything wrong with that.
Misty
A vigilante? Yeah. There's something wrong with that: it's anarchy. A complete breakdown of the system. There are rules and regulations to what we do.
And lawyers and paperwork and excuses? [He and Misty sit back down at their desks] Other than mopping up blood... and arresting the same piece of shit over and over, you know, not much we can do as cops.
Misty
Jesus, Scarfe, whose side are you on?
I saw the Incident up close. What we can do as cops, what we can't do. [motions to his duty pistol] Now, unless this sidearm that I'm wearing suddenly turns into some kind of magic hammer, this whole job is irrelevant.
Misty
They have no training! No responsibility. You have to know what you're doing. They don't have the right to just start weeding out justice. Come on!
Some guy in a hoodie hits various gun running spots around the city today? I think that's wonderful. I think we should thank him.
Misty
For doing our job?
Exactly. I don't like paperwork. But I'd rather get a papercut on my finger than a bullet in my ass. Look at—look at all them rounds! Look! [motions to Misty's wall of crime scene photos] You really wanna be in the middle of all this? And for what? For-for a chicken banquet dinner, and a photo with the Mayor as a reward? Shit. Hell no.
Misty
Wow. You are a credit to the badge, Scarfe.
[While Misty and her lieutenant are staking out Scarfe's apartment, Perez receives a text from Cottonmouth]
Misty
You're a popular man.
LPLieutenant Perez
Oh, uh... the ex-wife. Took all my money and she still needs the dick.
Misty
Glad to see chivalry isn't dead.
WSWillis "Diamondback" Stryker
I see Carl's taste in women hasn't changed. He likes frizzy hair and a tight frame.
Misty
Carl? Who's Carl? You mean Luke?
No, I mean Carl, Misty. "Your adversary, the devil, walks around like a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour." First Peter, chapter five, verse eight. See, my daddy was a preacher. Oh, come on. Aren't you gonna beg? Not even a little bit?
Misty
If you're going to shoot me, then do it.
Misty
I apply foot to ass. And match lead for lead. I put murderers in handcuffs. I don't just seek justice. I stalk it. And that much should go in my record!
GKDr. Gabe Krasner
With your resumé you could've been downtown years ago. Hell, you could've been a Fed! You chose to stay in Harlem.
Misty
I know this place, I know the players, and I can make a difference here.
KKrasner
Or use some of those old-school connections to make a little money on the side, like your partner.
Misty
I didn't know anything about Scarfe, or anything he was doing. He didn't buy new clothes, no new watch, no new girlfriend, no loose cock, nothing!
KKrasner
But he'd been working for Cottonmouth for years.
Misty
And I trusted him! So I didn't see it, and neither did anybody else in this damn department! So why do I get singled out for it?
KKrasner
Because you're the closest to him. [Misty shakes her head] It's written all over your face. Not seeing it bothered you, didn't it?
Misty
'Cause seeing is my thing, right? That's what made me such a good point guard. 'Cause I could see everything in my head. I knew exactly where people were gonna be, so I put the ball right where it needed to go.
KKrasner
But you couldn't see Scarfe for what he was? Or were you blinded by your emotions?
Misty
[scoffs] You wouldn't say that if I was a man!
KKrasner
Oh, that is not true.
Misty
Bullshit! Male cops can screw cop groupies in the back of their unmarked RMP, and you guys cheer. They get drunk, they fight each other in the parking lot and it's called "blowing off steam." There's always a double standard.
I couldn't just lay in the gutter anymore. Pop knew about my abilities, so I put them to good use. I shut down Crispus Attucks personally.
Misty
That wasn't your job.
People needed someone who didn't require a warrant or shield to get things done. Call it a vigilante or a superhero, call it what you will. But like it or not, I finally accepted that that someone had to be me.
Misty
Maybe I could've helped you.
This burden is bigger than you. Or me. People are scared but they can't be paralyzed by that fear. You have to fight for what's right every single day, bulletproof skin or not. You can't just not snitch, or turn away or take money under the table because life has turned you sour. When did people stop caring? Harlem is supposed to represent our hopes and dreams. It's the pinnacle of black art, politics, innovation. It's supposed to be a shining light to the world. It's our responsibility to push forward, so that the next generation will be further along than us. Pop said his mantra aloud twice a day. Kids in the shop were pissed, but they could never unhear it. Never backwards.
PPop
[in flashback] Always forward.
Misty
Always. [pause] You forget I grew up around the man.
I wish I could've met him.
Misty
In a way you have.