Right of Way 41
GALLARDO
Sorry, but point of fact: This is FBI jurisdiction.
NAPOLITANO
We’ve got one shot to get Celeste back without interference, and I’m taking it. Sergeant Deland said I could count on you. Is there a problem?
GALLARDO
Something goes wrong here, it’s all our butts on the line. Not to mention Miss Davis.
NAPOLITANO
Your butt is already on the line, Detective.
Gallardo is clearly uncomfortable. He looks for guidance to Deland, but the older detective doesn’t return his gaze. Napolitano quickly leafs through Sam’s briefcase, as --
NAPOLITANO
So that’s it. Anything goes wrong, I’ll take the heat with your commander, and we go the feds. Are we all good?
DELAND
Let’s roll.
NAPOLITANO
Detective?
Gallardo nods reluctantly.
NAPOLITANO
Okay, we’ll talk logistics on the way. Sammy, ride with me and catch me up. Maybe I’ll let you make the drop.
SAM
(covering terror)
The drop? You mean at the pier?
NAPOLITANO
Relax, I’m just messing with you.
And as he herds them out --
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