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I, uh, wish we could have a
more public ceremony,

but due to the sensitive nature
of Bobby's work overseas...

Completely understood, sir.

Tommy.

You hold that for me, all right?

There you go.

Let's do this.

The NYPD deploys officers
around the globe

to combat terrorists and keep
our city safe.

While detailed to the NYPD's
International Liaison Program

in Malaysia, Detective Mulrow

played a leading role in
the capture

of a terrorist drug lord,

whose network of criminal activity

had reached all the way to our city.

In recognition of his courage
and his skill,

it is my honor to present
Detective Robert Payson Mulrow

with the Medal for Valor.

Well done.

Congratulations.

Way to go, Bobby.

Thanks, Danny.

Look, I... I know how hard
this work

can be on the family, so that medal

belongs to you and Tommy, too.

But Bobby's back home now.

Let's keep it that way.

That'd be great.

I'm gonna give this to you.
Okay.

Congratulations.
Thank you.

Nice digs, Dad.

Don't touch a thing.
Nope.

Just wondering if I'll ever get
a big-boy office

like this one day.

Requires fortitude, patience

and grace under pressure.

So, how'd you get the keys?

Get back to work.
Sir.

Ooh!

Lucky shot.

Rack them, sucker.

Are you making the cake for, uh...

for Henry's big anniversary?
Mm-mm.

It's Linda.

60 years since Grandpa joined
the NYPD.

Can you believe that?

Yeah.

Wonder how that makes him feel.

I'm guessing old.

He asked me to do a ride-along

to mark the anniversary.

Two days, no less.

Wow, Henry Reagan rides again.

You going to take him out?

Absolutely. I think it'll be fun.

If you say so.

Come on.

It's got to be hard for him, you know?

Sitting back while the rest of us

are still out doing the job.

Well, I'm sure he will be very
well-behaved.

Just make sure...

that he keeps his gun at home.

I can't believe it.

Frank.

I guess I should have recorded
the Knicks game.

This popped into your e-mail.

Commissioner,

the transaction is a simple one.

You have in your custody
a very important member

of our organization.

Give us back Abdul Sayed,

and we will give you back
your man.

You have 24 hours to comply.

If you fail, Detective Mulrow dies.

What have we got?

This is Officer Reynolds, Commissioner,

head of CIA's Malaysia bureau.

Who's this guy?

This is Omar Sayed,

the number two in the Malaysian
drug cartel

that Detective Mulrow helped
decimate

while he was stationed there.

The sender's address is encrypted.

It'll take us a few days to crack.

New e-mail came in six minutes
ago.

"Secure Abdul Sayed.

Then await instructions."

His brother, Abdul Sayed.

We took him down in Morningside
Heights six months ago.

Abdul ran the New York crew
for his brother, Omar.

Just got 20 years for trafficking
in narcotics.

Due to Detective Mulrow's
work in Malaysia.

Abdul is scheduled to be moved
from The Tombs

to Rikers before they send him
upstate, at which point

he will no longer be within
jurisdiction with the NYPD.

This Omar is a smart guy.

I take it the Agency's familiar
with him?

Drug trafficking, extortion, murder.

The Sayeds are the real deal.

I worked with Detective Mulrow

on a number of joint operations.

He's a good man.

I want him back.

Abduction is standard operating
procedure

for the Sayeds.

They have a history of executing
their prisoners,

and they never negotiate.

Respectfully, the Sayeds

are on our terrorist organization list.

The Agency has a standing policy to...

never negotiate with terrorists.

The Agency would strongly
urge you

to hold that line, Commissioner.

The unfortunate truth is,

given the M.O. of the Sayeds,

Detective Mulrow may already
be dead.

Commissioner?

Excuse me.

You know why you're here?

Only that Bobby Mulrow

has been taken.

Sit down.

Detective Reagan.
Sir.

You know him.
That could give us

an edge down the line.

Detective Croft, you were stationed

in the region where the
kidnappers operate.

You know their methods.

Just as importantly, I know you both.

And you know me.

There is an irregular aspect to
what I am doing here.

The involvement of foreign
nationals necessitates

that federal authorities will
be involved

in this investigation.

But make no mistake,

you two will run this operation...

reporting directly to me.

Understood?
Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

Responsibility for Bobby Mulrow's life

tracks directly to this office.

No press.

They get their lights on it,

my ability to control the situation

will go out the window.

Got it.

Leave those files on my desk
when you've finished reading.

There's a clock on this.

Find him.

Sir.

What do you got, Sam?

Hey. All right.
So, Mulrow dropped off

his wife and kid, then goes to
buy some milk

at the bodega around the corner.

Now, three gunmen in a late-model
white cargo van

were waiting.

They kidnapped him as
he walked back,

tossed him in the van, sped away.

All right, how we doing on witnesses?

The perps wore ski masks,

but we got a partial plate.

Running it through RTCC.

All right, let's pull all the video
from the area.

TARU counts 15 cameras so far.

All right.

It's a hell of a situation.

It's the worst.
Well, despite the circumstances,

I'm glad to be working this
with you, Danny.

Same here.

Damn it.

Is that the wife?

Yeah, and his son.

How do you know Mulrow?

We were in the same company
in the academy together.

Look, um, Henry Hudson Bridge
is really close to here,

so if they did leave Manhattan,

that's probably the way they went.

I'm going to have to talk to her.

All right, I'll get MTA on the horn.
Thanks.

You need to find Bobby.

Look, we're doing all we can.

I lived without my husband
for two years

when he was in Malaysia.

Tommy lived without a father.

He finally comes home, and
now this?

We're doing all we can.

He has given everything to the job.

And me and Tommy...

we gave him.

You bring him back for us.

I think it's time to talk to
Abdul Sayed.

Assistant District Attorney Reagan, sir.

I came as soon as I got your e-mail.

Is everything okay?

That would be a no.

I know the DEFCON level by
the look on your face.

And you're not going to
tell me what's going on.

How can I help?

I need an order written up

to remove a prisoner from custody.

His name is Abdul Sayed.

Confidential?

Highly.
And who should I put down

as the requesting officer?

Put me down.

Well, that's a first.

Hang in there.

So, by getting a take-out order

written up for Sayed's brother...

I am preparing for all eventualities.

Meaning you're ready to negotiate

with terrorists?

Meaning I want the terrorists
to be under the impression

I'm doing everything they ask.

Just have a few questions for
you, Abdul.

When's the last time you heard
from your brother?

They take away your cell phone
when you go to prison.

Cut the crap.

Your brother Omar ordered
the abduction

of a New York City police detective.

He has problems with authority.

I think it runs in the family.

I understand you're going to
be locked up

in an American prison for
a long time.

I came here to give you a chance
to do yourself some good.

By ratting out my brother?

We're not Americans.

We don't betray our own.

Really?

Let me put it to you like this:

If our guy dies, you're going to
have a serious problem.

You help us find Detective Mulrow,

you could walk out the door.

Your detective stuck his nose
where it didn't belong.

In my country, you pay a price
for that.

That detective did his job,

and this isn't your country, smart-ass.

Take my advice.

If you want your detective back
in one piece,

give my brother what he wants.

You get anything off Abdul Sayed?

Nothing but attitude.

He know what his brother's up to?

Of course he does, but he's too
smart to say anything.

We did get this, however, from
the MTA Police.

It was taken by a toll booth camera

at the Henry Hudson Bridge

three minutes after the snatch.

And he's the driver who
snatched up Mulrow.

We ran it through Facial
Recognition Unit... nothing.

Anybody left from Abdul's
New York crew

might be a part of this?

Anybody from his crew is
either dead

or locked up except for one guy.

Jamal Khan.

Paroled last month, did 18 months

for Assault Two, more of
an associate

of Sayed’s crew than an actual
member.

Uh-huh.
Pretty low-level guy.

Well, he's the best we got, Sarge,

and seeing how we've got
12 hours and 22 minutes left,

he's going to have to do.

Well, did you send a team
to pick him up?

He wasn't home.
For all we know,

he got wind of this, went into hiding.

So how the hell do we find him?
Abdul Sayed

used to hang out at a hot spot

called the Bahru Bar.

It's very trendy with the
Malaysian population.

Who knows? Maybe someone there
knows who Jamal Khan is.

All right. Go.

Damn good breakfast,
Commissioner.

Yeah, but you've got to
make it a point

of hitting this joint for lunch.

His mom's lasagna is so good,

I used to order trays of it down
to headquarters.

And for the last time, call me
Henry.

Can't accept meals on the arm
anymore, Grandpa.

Well, I could hardly insult the man.

Sector Adam, pick up
a 10-52 dispute

on street in front of 933 9th Avenue.

Oh, God.
Not these idiots again.

That address sounds familiar.

Salducci's Pizza.

Salducci!

Sure. It's an institution.

Before I met your grandmother,

I used to eat there maybe
two, three times a week.

And the best slice in the city.

I bet it was free back then, too,
huh?

Mm.

What's the beef with Salducci?

Uh, brother and sister who own
the place had a falling out.

She goes and buys a pizza truck,

parks it right out front, to
break his chops.

Hell hath no fury, right?

12 George, show us responding.

Police. We need to ask you
some questions.

Okay, then.

Shut up.

Up against the wall and stay there.

Quiet down! Quiet down.

You heard him. He said, "Shut up."

Now, the sooner you give us
what we need, the sooner

you all can go back to
your soccer game.

Jamal Khan is a person of interest

in the abduction of a New York
City police officer.

We know that Jamal Khan likes

to hang out in this bar with
Sayed’s crew.

We need the location or the
whereabouts for Jamal Khan.

So who's talking?

American cops are all
cowboys, huh?

I spent four months in Putrajaya,

I know exactly what you're saying.
Shut up.

Unless you've got something
to offer.

The Sayeds are animals.

They'll kill anyone who talks to you.

We're not here to jam
anybody up, okay?

In fact, I'm sure many of you
got something

in your pockets you probably
shouldn't have.

I'm sure others have green
card issues.

But today is your lucky day,

because we don't care about
any of that.

All we care about today is the
whereabouts or an address

for Jamal Khan.

So we can do this the easy way,

or we can do it the hard way.

Okay.

We'll do it the hard way.

Everybody, empty your pockets
onto the table... now.

Come on! Pockets! Table! Now!

Yo, Danny.

Thank you for your cooperation.

Enjoy the rest of the game.

Jamal Khan.

Need to talk to you.

Where you going?

You're on parole, and you run
from a cop?

I've got nothing to say.

Yeah, is that why you're hiding
out, Jamal?

Hello.

Jamal is carrying something
besides groceries.

Look, I'm sorry, I don't want

to go back to jail!

Well, if you're smart for once
in your life,

maybe you won't have to.

We need you to answer some
questions now.

You seen any of your old pals
from Sayed’s crew?

I'm on parole.

I'm not allowed to congregate
with felons.

Says the guy with the gun.

You being cute?

I'm telling you the truth.
Hey.

These guys kidnapped a cop.

Which puts me in a bad mood.

And since we put you with those
guys since you got out,

that makes you part of it, you
understand me?

No way.

I'm done with the Sayeds.

Prove it.

You know this guy?

He's one of the kidnappers.

Give us a name and address now.

Come on!

That guy's the least of your worries.

That's Karim Naduri.

He used to be Abdul's driver.

Give me an address.

He has a place over on Alexander.

Get specific fast.

422 Alexander.

We'll keep the gun.

You keep the groceries.

Why didn't Naduri show up

on our list of Sayed’s guys?

He was deported three years ago.

Abdul's brother must have
brought him back

in the country to snatch up Mulrow.

This looks like the spot.

All right.

Let's go.
Whoa, whoa, hold it.

Oh, nice when the perps
come right to you, huh?

What the hell is this?

Oh, you gotta be kidding me.

That's a school safety cop.

He doesn't know that.

Police! Drop it!

No! No! No!

I got the girl.
I got the girl.

Don't shoot me!
Don't shoot me!

Get up! Get up!
Get your hands down.

Get up.
I didn't do nothing!

Shut up, all right?
I didn't do nothing.

I didn't do nothing.

I didn't do nothing.

Is he gone?

Yeah, he's gone.

Gone, but not forgotten.

Our only lead.

You didn't have to shoot him.

Yes, we did.

Which is too bad, because we
needed to talk to him.
417

Your boyfriend was involved
in the kidnapping

of a police officer.

Do you know anything about
that, Elena?

No.

Karim didn't tell me nothing
about that stuff.

Where was Karim last night?

Was he with you?

He left around 7:00 p.m.

He came back this morning all
jacked up.

That's all I know.

Jacked up.

How? On drugs, jacked up?

Big-time.

What was his drug of choice?

Come on, did he like coke,
heroin, what?

Pills, he liked pills...
prescription stuff.

Did he get them from a doctor?

Yeah, right.

He and the guys would break
Into drugstores, take what they want.

Call them "candy stores."

Okay.

Sit tight.

Are you out of your mind?!

Are you serious?
Are you crazy?!

Are you kidding me?

This is my business.
This is what we do here.

This is my business. This is ridiculous.
It's not your business.

Go ahead, sue me, Joey.
You're the one

running the business into the ground.
Yeah? This gourmet crap?

Are you kidding me?
This crap?

This crap is the future, you moron.

Hey, hey, hey!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Back, back, back up, back up.

Take a couple steps back.
What did we tell you earlier?

If we had to come back out here,

we was gonna write you both up
for disorderly conduct, right?

You think she listens?

I got a permit to sell here.

Yeah, screw you!

Drop dead!
All right. Back up.

Back up. Against the wall.
Back up.

Relax.
Stay there, please.

Stay put.

All right, look, if we slap
the cuffs on them,

we bring them down to the precinct,

we run warrant checks on them,

their squabbling days will be over.

That'd smarten them up, all right.

Come on, it's just a family argument, right?
Second one today.

It's the third one this week
that ended in a 911 call.

We haul them in, it's just going
to make things worse.

And if you don't, you'll just be back
here by sundown.

Sometimes a kick in the ass is
worth a thousand words.

I agree with Henry, man.
Enough with the talking.

Let's run them in.
Whatever.

You can ride along any time.

Okay, folks...

Commissioner.

Yes, Baker.
Alyssa Mulrow is here...

He's my husband, Commissioner.

We have a strong marriage

'cos we don't have any secrets.

Which means I know what you can
and can't do

when somebody like Bobby falls
into enemy hands.

I know what the rules are.

You don't negotiate with terrorists,

and these guys that have Bobby,
they want something, right?

Yes.

I'm begging you...

whatever it is, please give it to them.

I need my husband back.

Our son needs his father back.

I'll get him back.

Thank you.

Sarge.

You guys must be
running on fumes.

What do you got on the kidnappers?

Well, Naduri's girlfriend said

they were knocking off drugstores,

so we went over all the drugstores

that were hit in the last few weeks
in the Bronx.

We came up with one on
Tremont Avenue,

where, in addition to the drugs

being stolen, there was a credit card

that was taken that the, uh,
owner kept in the cash register.

And?
And we found a Con Ed

bill that was paid for

with that stolen card,
immediately after the robbery.

Now, the bill's from an apartment
on Willis Ave.

It could be where Sayed’s guys
keep their drugs

and their hostages.

I'll call it into ESU and kick it upstairs.

You guys got three hours and 47 minutes.

Get going.

We're going.

Go.

That's Bobby's jacket.

It's all clear in here.

Coming out.

He's gone.

He was here.

Jamal must have given
them a heads-up.

Sayed’s playing games.

He's trying to get us to negotiate.

I suggest that...

Excuse me.

Those are my people out there.

I'm running this operation.

Frank, another e-mail.

There's a link.

We don't know when that was shot,

or if he's even still alive.

Commissioner...

Abdul has just landed at Rikers.

Dad won't tell me what's going on.

Yeah, it's not good.

That much I figured.

So, this Abdul is the key to everything?

Maybe.

So you're not going to tell
me anything, either?

No. Can't.

You do know that I'm putting
myself on the line,

letting you take this guy off campus.

And the department appreciates
it, believe me.

Here's the paperwork.

He's good to go.

I figured I might see you again today...

Shut up.

Come on, switch him out.

Yeah, Dad.

We got him.

Roger that.

Tell them we've got Abdul Sayed,

and ask for further instructions.

There's no response, sir.

I like that partner of yours.

Yeah, he's okay.

He faces the situation head-on.

Grabs the bull by the horns.

But I don't, right?

What are you talking about?

How come you didn't back
me up out there today?

Well, I just thought that the situation

required a more aggressive
approach, that's all.

I mean, sometimes you've got to do

something more than just talk.

I've got almost 40 felony collars
since I came on the job.

Not by arresting some pizza guy
fighting with his sister.

But by using my head out there,

using less force, not more.

I see.

Well, maybe we should just
forget about

tomorrow's ride-along.

No, we had a deal...
two tours.

I'll try not to let you down tomorrow.

I don't get it.

Two hours left on the clock.

What are the Sayeds waiting for?

We pull this guy out of the joint,

now his brother's in no rush
to get him back?

These guys like to play head games.
I know that.

But unfortunately, we don't
know if Mulrow's still alive,

and this son of a bitch is sitting here

like he owns the joint, and
our hands are tied.

When I was stationed in Kabul,

local police had ways to get guys
like this talking.

Meaning what?
Meaning sometimes

you do what you have to do

to get the information you need.

Okay, so what are you saying, Sam?

You want to get all medieval
on his ass? Is that it?

To get Bobby Mulrow back to
his wife and kid, yeah.

Yeah, wouldn't you?

Come on, I'd get medieval

on a scumbag like this just for kicks.

We're not calling the shots here.

The commissioner is, so until then,

we act polite.

Hey, Detective!

Perfect timing.

I'd love another soda.
Yeah,

and I'd love to ram that can
down your throat.

No, you still need me.

Really?

How do you know we haven't
found Detective Mulrow?

Because I'd be heading for a
prison cell upstate, if you had.

Do you have a point, Detective?

Yeah, I got a point.

You could still do yourself
some good.

You help us find Detective Mulrow,

a good attorney will get you
time served.

You remind me of my brother.

So stubborn.

I am stubborn.

But I'm nothing like that punk
brother of yours, okay?

And I promise you, if anything
happens to that detective,

I will make it my life's mission
to put a bullet in your head.

Good talking to you, Detective.

Good talking to you, too.

Oh, Detective.

Don't forget my drinkie.

What time is it?

We got one hour, 25 minutes.

Why haven't they sent instructions?

I'm praying it's not because
their bargaining chip

is no longer breathing.

Commissioner.

Yes, Baker.

Officer Reynolds is here.

Tell me something good.

The Agency just received word
from Kuala Lumpur.

Omar Sayed died 20 minutes ago

in a firefight with Malaysian
special forces.

I wasn't aware the Malaysian
government was involved

in this operation.

The Agency has an obligation
to alert local authorities

when we pursue one of their citizens.

What they do with that information

is out of our hands.
So, they found him

and took him out.

Yes.

Had you alerted them about
the threat to my officer?

Apparently, they located
his headquarters

and they went in without contacting
the director.

I'm sorry, Commissioner.

You come here demanding
my cooperation,

but you don't have the decency
to keep me informed.

Your work here is done.

Yeah, what do you got, Dad?

Omar Sayed was killed in Malaysia.

Is it possible that any of his men
here know yet?

'cos as soon as they find out,
Bobby's a dead man.

We need his brother to tell us
what he knows.

Okay.

Whatever it takes.

Hold him.

White bread.

How's the weather up there?

Hey, what's the hood for?

Wait, what the hell are you doing?!
Come on.

Get your ass in there and shut up.

Hey! Hey! Don't worry,

there's a pillow in there.

It's nice and cozy.

Keep an eye out.

All right, on your feet.

There we go... come on...

On your knees.

Right there.

Where are we?
Right at the end

of the line for you.

You got something we want,

and you're going to give it to us now.

You can't do anything to me,
and you know it.

Maybe so, but they can.

What is this?

Who are they?

Well, can't you tell?

Those are Malaysian special forces.

Yeah, apparently they're pretty
pissed off at you

for coming over here and
getting locked up.

You did a lot of bad things
over there

you never answered for...
drugs, kidnapping, murder.

You can't do this.

We can't? Sure, we can.

They got a private jet fueled up
and ready to go.

Teterboro to Malaysia,
one-way trip.

Special, just for you.

Don't they give the death penalty

over there for drug trafficking?

Yeah, but I'd be surprised
if he survives

the trip over there with
those guys.

You can't send me back without
a hearing.

I know my rights.
Hey!

You don't have any rights.

But you got a choice.

You can tell us where we can
find Detective Mulrow,

or you can hop on a plane

with them guys... and you can die.

My brother will protect me.

Oh, your brother. Okay.

Tell him about his brother, Sam.

Your brother's dead.

You're lying.

No. Don't think you're going to
be seeing him

at any Sayed family reunions
any time soon.
Wait!

Shut up. We've waited
long enough.

Stop!

What?! What?

Charlotte Avenue.

149th.

A warehouse basement.

You got that?

I got it.
Good. Let's go.

Wait, we had a deal!

No, we don't negotiate with terrorists.
Please!

You can't leave me with them!

They'll kill me!
Relax.

It's Detective Nagra and Singh.

Brooklyn Vice.

They're going to keep you
company for a while

while we go find Detective Mulrow.

Oh, and I hope, for your sake,
he's still breathing.

Be nice, maybe they'll give
you a drinkie.

We got an address, Commissioner.

We're on our way.

Ready.

On your order, sir.

Go.

Bobby!

Bobby Mulrow!

I'll take this.

All right.

Shots fired! Shots fired!

: Move in! Move in!

Move, move, move!

Bobby!

I got him!

We found him.

Is he alive?

Confirming status now.

Hey, hey.

Bobby.

Hey, hey.
It's okay, it's okay.

Bobby, it's Danny.

It's Danny Reagan.

Danny.

What the hell took you so long, man?

We wanted you, we wanted
you back, kid.

In here!

Subject is alive, sir.

I repeat, Mulrow is alive.

You're going to be all right.

I got you.
Yeah.

It's going to be all right, kid.

Let's get a bus! Come on!

Nice work, guys.

Get some sleep.

Hell of a close call.

I'm getting too old for all-nighters.
Unless there's a...

beautiful woman involved.

Each year, that becomes
a closer call.

Good job, boss.

So...

So what?

If they didn't take out Omar,

and it came down to trading
their guy for our guy...

We don't negotiate with terrorists.

On paper, no.

But you don't play the game
on paper.

Very often,

this job comes down to choosing
between two lousy options.

Pick your poison, live with
the consequences.

So I'm not going to get
a straight answer.

You broke my window!
Are you out of your mind?

What's wrong with you?
Look what you did to my truck!

I didn't do that to the truck! Are you nuts?

Are you crazy?
Some of your guys did it to my truck.

Are you kidding me?
Look what you did to my truck!
Yeah, I saw it!

You know what?!
Which of you guys did this...?

I don't care!
Look at that!

How did these two get back on
the street so fast?
Kind of hard to

hold them when they haven't really

done anything wrong.

This time, let's try it my way.

I will do it, too!
Hey, both of you!
Both of you shut up!

Break it up.

Hey! Hey, break it up!

Enough!

I'll kill you!

Give me this.

Everyone else, beat it.

Come on, get out of here.

You fired her because she wanted
to change your menu, right?

Customers don't want to
eat this crap.

The gourmet cheese and
"glutton-free"... whatever.

All right, only every time I drive by,

she's got a line.

And your business is down, right?

Yeah, 25%.

And counting.
All right, all right.

But you can only sell so much pizza

off this truck, right, Antonia?

Right?

Eventually, I'll need a real kitchen.

So, why don't you add
her menu to yours?

You got regular pizza,
you got your hipster stuff,

all your bases are covered,
you make a fortune.

If you two can bury the hatchet.

You're brother and sister, damn it.

You, fix the truck.

You, pay for the window.

Come on, this place has been
a part of the neighborhood

and your family for 50 years.

To keep it going is going to be
on you guys.

I gotta come back here again,

you're not getting out of jail in an hour,

I can promise you that.

Okay?

Yeah, we'll try.

I like the way you handled that one, kiddo.

So, all of a sudden,

I'm a good cop?

Come on, I never said you weren't.

I'm just not as good as my partner, right?

Look, Jamie, I know I talk a lot
about my time on the job,

but that's because, at my age,

the mouth's about the only thing
that still works.

We finally agree on something, I guess.

Ooh...

Watch your mouth, kid.

This is the best Sunday dinner in a while.

For sure.

By far.

Thanks a lot, gee-gees.

No offense, Pops.

You can thank Uncle Jamie.

He talked the Salducci kids

down out of their family feud.

All in a day's work.

You should really try this
mu shu pork calzone.

It's amazing.

That's a little chef-y for my tastes.

Chef-y?

Fooling with food

that doesn't need fooling with.

Yeah, I... I don't like that
newfangled stuff.

You can't beat good old
tomato and cheese.

Francis,

do you remember old Carmine
Salducci and his wife?

Sure.

I also remember paying for
my pizza.

Well, I paid for all this stuff.

Full price?

They tried to give me a discount,
but I said, "No."

That must have hurt.

I added it all up.

All the people at this table together,

115 years on the job.

Hey, hey!

Wow.

Just when I didn't think I could
feel any older.

Thanks again.

Don't worry, Gramps.
You wear it well.

I want to be a fireman.

What?
What?
You want to...?

You want...?
What?

Their uniforms are cool.

I'm going to start to clear.

I'll help.
I will help.

I'll help.
Me, too.
Good idea.

Me, too.

Here you go.
What's this?

Volunteering to clear the table?

We should have pizza every Sunday.

So.

A fireman, huh?

Interesting.

Yeah, you know anything about this?

Eh, could be worse.

He could have said he wanted
to be an ACLU lawyer.

Still.

Don't worry, I'll straighten him out.

Sons of guns, sneak attack.

Here, kids, help me blow out
these candles.

Yay!

Hey, hey.

60 years a cop.

To Henry Reagan.

Top cop at the table.

Hear, hear.

Thank you.

I'll get the plates.

This looks awesome.

I'm ready.
I'll get a knife.

I'll put it out now.