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Congrats, Reagan.

For what?

Jason Lipkis goes down
for three murders

and will never see sunlight
as a free man again.

But all three of his vics
are still dead.

Well, that's...
out of our hands.

I know. But
don't you wish

we could just get
ahead of it sometime?

I mean, stop something
before it goes south?

Like that.

Been seeing these
things everywhere.

I mean, why
can't we help her?

"My name is Angie Shaw
and I am lost in New York.

Please help my brother David
find me."

Okay, well, why don't
you give him a call?

We don't have
- to call him.
- Why not?

He's standing right there,
handing out the flyers.

Hey. Scuse me.

Detective Reagan. My
partner, Detective Baez.

Okay, I'll stop.

- Come again?
- Last cop who came up

said I was harassing people

and defacing public property
with these.

Good. So you've
already talked to the cops.

Here, back in Akron,

half the time,
they don't return my calls.

Half the time,
they don't have a clue.

Well, your sister's
still missing, right?

It's just, uh, she's not well.

So, uh...

you know, if I don't find her...

You don't have to.

We're gonna find her.

Hey, Eddie.

Hey. What's up?

Are you related
to an Armin Janko?

Um, yeah, he's my dad.

So then you'll want
to talk to him.

"hell" and "no."

And after you tell him that,
hang up fast

or he's gonna try and find a way
to empty your wallet.

Oh, he's not on the phone.

He's in the holding cell.

Dad?

Sweetheart.

- What are the odds, huh?
- That you'd break out

of prison? I'd say
that's a pretty sure bet.

No, I was released
a couple of weeks ago.

Uh, finally.

I'm a free man.

Says the guy behind bars.

Just a misunderstanding.

I can get it cleared up.

So, what, you've been
out, like, two weeks

and you haven't
even called me?

Only because whatever
I would've done before--

the-the lying,

the scheming--

now I do the opposite.

Including ignoring
your daughter.

I didn't want you to think
I was asking for anything.

I can't believe this.

All right, Mr. Janko.

Next stop is Central Booking.

I've turned over a new leaf,
sweetheart.

It was really great seeing you.

Carrie Ewbanks.

Anthony.
Thanks for coming.

Let me guess--
they found a floater.

Nope, just diving
with GoPros,

searching the river.

What, for hepatitis?

Dropped iPhones, lost sunglasses.

Apparently, it's
a YouTube thing.

And this time,
they found this.

You got to be kidding me.10mm

1911 with pearl grips.

From that old homicide
of yours, right?

Shooter was,

uh, Jane...?

Jade. Jade Jones.
But that was six years ago.

She said she tossed it in the
water a quarter mile from here.

Time and tide, I guess.

But if that is the gun...

Got to get it back in water
before it oxidizes even more.

What I meant was...

Yeah, I know
what you meant.

If this is the gun,

I might've put
an innocent girl in prison.

He's here?

He is. And he's hot.

So the archbishop is hot.

He is.

Okay. Let's have him.

I don't know.

Your Eminence.

Don't act so respectful, Frank.

It seems there is a problem.

And playing dumb
suits you even less.

Hey. Please, sit.

I'll stand, thank you.

Okay.

Father Mike McDougal.

Yes. What about him?

His apartment
was burglarized last night.

Is he okay?

He's pretty shook up,
but he'll be fine.

Someone probably cased
him as an easy mark,

seeing as he spends most of
his days outside our precincts

with a bullhorn, yelling,
"Defund the police."

He has a right to free speech.

- No one is disputing that.
- He also has

a right to make a 911 call.

He didn't.

This isn't funny, Frank.

Come on.
It's a little bit funny, Kevin.

I'll tell you

what's not funny.

The fact that someone
in your department

leaked the tape of his 911 call.

Probably hitting their websites
even as we speak.

I know this, because reporters
have been calling me

for a comment.

Kevin, I'm sorry.

Yeah, well, in today's world,

"sorry" is
woefully insufficient.

Well, in this case,
well-intentioned.

Well, I'll tell you
what's not well-intentioned.

The fact that, every day,
there's a new existential crisis

in the institutions
of our country.

What we once thought was eternal

is now being cast aside
by the mob.

Hey, they're at my gates, too.

You've embarrassed the Church,
Frank.

Not the priest who
is throwing gasoline

on the fires that burn
in this city day and night?

This is about the person
in your department

who leaked
confidential information.

Well, when the person is found,

measures will be swift
and appropriate.

Thank you, but I need more
than just a slap on the wrist.

You need?

Yes.

The dignity of the Church
demands it.

Kevin, you once told me
you had nothing but respect

for the boundaries
between our two spheres.

Non-overlapping magisteria.

So please don't tell me
how to do my job.

I wouldn't dream of it.

Good.

But, uh, you might want
to ask yourself

what's more important,

your office

or your faith?

I can't tell you
how much I appreciate this.

Well, the trespassing charge
- is not dropped, Dad.
- Uh-huh.

It's what's called
a desk appearance ticket.

And if you don't show up
for your court date... I'll show up.

- I promise.
- Well, I don't know
what that's worth.

Because, you know, I
also talked to the lady

at the halfway house
you were staying at... That was not court-mandated.

Well, you s... I'm-- It's a private group.

You still bailed.

I couldn't stay
with those people.

You are one of those people.

I was. But not
five minutes out of prison,

they're all back
to their old ways.

They're ripping
each other off,

they're s--
uh, scoring drugs.

There was even
this big lug of a guy,

said he heard I was
a financial whiz

so I should help him
launder his money or else.

I had to get out.

Wait, where have you
been staying, Dad?

You know, around.

Like on the street?

Honey.

Thanks again.

A-And I'll make
that court date.

Dad, you're not going anywhere.

In order to qualify for the DAT,
you need a verifiable address.

You didn't.

Against my better judgment.

And you drove
from where?

Uh, from Akron, two weeks ago.

Because your sister
has problems.

It is not her fault.

Our mom passed away
when we were kids,

and our dad raised us.

But... he was always drunk.

He never worked.

And he forced Angie

to wait on him hand and foot,

night and day.

And you?

He was horrible to me, too.

But I got married when I was 18,

so I was able to move out.

But she had to stay.

Till the day he died.

She didn't even want
a funeral.

She just said she was using
what little money he had

to come to New York and finally
live the life she deserves.

What about the flyers
you put up?

Any tips from that?

Crank calls,
mostly.

Uh, there was a homeless man
who swears he...

saw her at a food bank and
that she's calling herself Kim.

But he wanted 500 bucks

to tell me which one,
and...

I didn't have it.

Well, you don't have
to give us a dime.

Give us a call

if you think of anything
or hear anything else.

Um, and you guys are
for real? Like, um,

I said, the cops
have been pretty useless.

That's them. We're us.

Well, gee,

I didn't get you anything.

I need to
reopen a case.

You want to explain
or do I just hop to it?

One of the last cases
I caught with the NYPD

was the homicide
of a Black Lotus boy.

I put away a member of a female
gang out of East New York.

Jade Jones.

Except that Jade always said
that she didn't do it,

that she was ordered to
but that she tossed the gun

in the East River instead.

- Just relax. Take a breath.
- Yeah,

but-but if that's the gun, she
might've been telling the truth.

Where did you get this anyway?

And don't tell me
you recently picked up swimming.

Some divers found it, and
they gave it to a detective.

Carrie Ewbanks.

I, uh...

kind of borrowed
it from her.

And broke chain of custody?

Yeah, but so what? Eh...

Okay, Anthony,
you see all these papers

that you just got wet?

These are
for a trial tomorrow

that still needs
critical information,

which I do believe
I asked you for.

Yeah, but we both know that
the system gets things wrong.

What if that happened here?

Well, then she
will get justice.

You promise?

Of course.

'Cause the moment
I saw that gun, uh...

all I could think of is, uh,
Jade screaming at the jury

that she was innocent.

Well, all the more reason why
we should do this right.

So I will get this gun back
to Detective Ewbanks

to be vouchered properly
while you get back to work

and deliver me what I need.

In the meantime,
I'm due

before a judge
who hopefully won't mind

that my motion
now smells like low tide.

And the archdiocese
called to say all parishes

that hold our outreach
events are now unavailable

due to scheduling conflicts.

All because his guy got called
out for the hypocrite he is.

Well, I'm concerned
about our guy, okay?

Who deserves a medal,
you ask me.

I didn't ask, Sid.

But, Frank, it's playing well
with the public.

And every PD
in this country

apparently is raising
a glass to us.

And leaking it is a violation
of department policy.

If McDougal didn't want heat,

maybe he should've called
on his better angels, not us.

And now several members
of the city council

are going on the record that
his "defund the police" mantra

is overkill.

See, boss?

Take the win.

If I lose Kevin Kearns,
it's no win.

Sir, our enemies fight
dirty all the time.

So maybe a little
asymmetrical warfare

levels the playing field.

And if make an enemy
of the Church,

everyone loses.

That's all for now.

Abigail, you stay.

Let's talk for a minute.

You just found a guy and
just told him we'd help him?

A random guy?

No, his sister's
missing, boss.

I mean,
just have a heart.

Okay, so?

So, dead ends.

- But for now.
- Yeah, no.

You got one more day and this
case goes to Missing Persons.

But, boss, I promised him.

You promised
him what?

You take cases off rotation.

You don't take strays
off the street.

You got 24 hours and that's it.

All right. Great.

Detectives.

Mr. Shaw,we said

we were gonna
give you a call.

You're giving up, aren't you?

Says who?

I can see it on your faces.

Look, I get it.

- You're busy.
- No.

We're not too busy, okay?

We dumped her cell phone.

We have shelters, ERs

and psych wards
still to look into.

So, you want the truth,

we're
kind of just getting started.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Honey, I'm home!

Oh. Hey. Hey, babe.

Um...

I do something wrong?

What?

That's not for you. That's... Wow! A hot shower
feels so good.

In Otisville, I swear, the water
came out only in cubes.

Hello, son.

Armin.

Didn't know
we were harboring fugitives.

Oh, no, no, no.

He's not on the lam. He...

got out.

No way.

Yeah.
Yeah.

Hey, Dad, could you...?

Ah.

Yeah.

He doesn't have
anywhere else to go.

Well, I'm pretty sure
we could find him a hotel

in the city somewhere or...

No, it's only for a few days.
It...

I know you don't like him.

What? It's not that.
I barely know him.

Well, then what?

Hey, I don't like the
effect he has on you.

Every time he comes walking
back into your life, you--

I'm watching you cry
yourself to sleep.

Well, this time,
my eyes are wide open.

I locked up our guns,

and I told him

he's on house arrest

while he looks
for a place of his own.

So it's just you, me and
him on top of each other

u-until who knows when?

I know when.

H-His court appearance.

It's in three days.

Morning.

What time is it?

It's, uh...

- it's up on the wall.
- Wow.

First time in years I haven't
had to sleep with one eye open.

Where's Eddie?

Work.

And you?

- Right here.
- I mean,

you're not going in today?

I'm, uh...
I'm working a midnight tonight.

Oh. This is great.

How's that?

Look,

I know you don't like me.

Armin, can we--
can we not do that?

No chance you taking this moment
and actually getting to know me?

I think I know what I need to.

Not what's in my heart.

I know you're a con man

and that you use people
without a care in the world

as to who you hurt
in the process.

Jamie... Look,

just... get up,

enjoy another hot shower

and then get on your phone
and find someplace to live.

While you're at it,

count your blessings

you got an absolute angel
for a daughter.

Is Your Eminence asking me
to cease

- and desist?
- I'm asking you
to dial it down.

Dial down the most important
work I can do for my parish?

Show me the
chapter and verse

about demonstrating
outside police precincts.

The Lord himself cast the money
changers out of the temple.

Apples and oranges.

Cast out those
who preyed on the poor.

Which is exactly what
the police are doing.

- Morning.

What are you doing here?

Well, I came to see you.

And... Father McDougal here.

How did you know
we would both be here?

The driver of your
protection detail

is an NYPD detective, so...

Look,

I just thought
it might ease tensions a little

if I met Father McDougal myself.

Commissioner,

if you... No, please.

It's Frank.

And this is Lieutenant Gormley.

Sid.

Is Sid here for backup?

As an example of
the men and women

on the receiving end

of Father McDougal's bullhorn.

You know, the ones
you're trying to get us

kicked out of our jobs.

So this is an ambush?

No.

I simply wanted to
give the father here

a chance to explain
how defunding the police

would promote peace in our city.

Pretty self-explanatory.

Not really.

Even after your place
was burglarized?

I'm praying
for whoever did that.

Since before or
after you called us?

- Some respect?
- Hey,

what was the phrase
you used in my office?

Free speech is his right.

- Your Eminence, I'm not
trying to be a jerk,

but guys like him
who shoot off their mouth

about stuff
they know nothing about,

it's guys like me who
bear the brunt of it.

We are the ones who get spat on.

We are the ones
who get ambushed.

When you're not
brutalizing our citizens.

Oh, are you gonna tar
all of us with that brush?

Because I'm sure all priests
don't like to be blamed

for what some of you do.

Okay, Sid.

Finally.

My point is only this--

the system is broken
and needs to be reformed.

Redirected resources,

better training,

a new attitude.

That is not what
"defund the police" means.

And it is not how it plays
out there.

Even when it comes
from a priest wearing a collar.

Yeah. Thank you.
We're done, Baez.

Yeah, tell me
about it.

No matches
for our Angie Shaw

on LexisNexis... No, that's not what I mean.

We found her.

- How?
- I tracked down
the soup kitchen

where the guy saw her.

Seems the manager saw her, too,

except she was going under
the name of Kim Banning.

But she wasn't
there for a meal.

She was applying for a job
from the "help wanted" ad

as a bookkeeper.

Did she get the job?

No, but I got
her address.

Detectives.

Got it, boss.

I got her
address. Let's go.

You're messing with me.

Jade, I'm not.

And why would
I trust you?

Look, I know you blame me
for you being in this hell.

But finding that gun
may change things.

Oh, as in I get out.

Look,
I'm not promising anything.

But I need your help
to go over

some of the details of the case.

It's been a long time.

I remember everything
like it was yesterday.

It's all I've had
to think about for years.

Okay.

So your gang sister testified

that you not only did the hit
on the Black Lotus kid

but that you bragged about it.

She lied because she hates me.

Even now.

All my girls have come to visit
except her.

On the night that you said
you threw the gun in the river,

where exactly were you... Not another word!

Not another word, Ms. Jones.

You either, Anthony.

Who are you?

Assistant District
Attorney Erin Reagan.

And this meeting is premature
and unsanctioned by my office.

You were telling the truth?

Now, how did you know
I was here with her?

Because I know you.
Now let's go.

You know,
technically,

my boss is the D.A.
squad supervisor.

You're gonna play
that card with me now?

A-And you're
gonna let her sit here

one more minute
than she needs to?

- Let's go.
- There a problem, folks?

Not at all, ma'am. I'm just
following my investigator out.

No! You can't leave!

- I'll be in touch, Jade.
- No. Not anytime soon.
I am sorry,

Ms. Jones, if this has caused
any sort of confusion.

You don't know the things
that they do to me in here!

I get raped! And I get jumped!

And none of this should've
happened because I'm innocent!

Hey! Get back! Come on!

Ms. Reagan!

- You got to help me!
- Come on!

- I don't belong in here!
- Come on! Let's go!

I don't belong in here!

Okay, Terry.

Thanks anyway.

Honey.

Any luck on
the house hunt?

Uh, not yet,
but I'll find a place.

Okay.

- Hey.
- Hey.

You're leaving?

Yeah. I mean, I figured
I'd hit the gym

before work, so...

Well, I-I got a roast
for Sunday dinner.

So, whip up

a marinade
before you leave?

S-Sure.

You know, um...

Eddie was telling me about,
uh, your family's tradition.

Sounds nice.

Yeah, sure is.

Didn't you invite Lena once?

Uh, well,
that was a wedding thing.

Uh, you know,
remember our wedding,

when you, uh... Jamie.

- What?
- You're not wrong.

But it might be easier for me
to move on from past mistakes

if you weren't throwing 'em
in my face every five seconds.

- Dad.
- Well, believe me,

I'd love nothing more than
to think that you've cleaned up

your act, Armin,
but you'll forgive me

if I need just
a shred of evidence.

You know what?
Even if I was invited,

I couldn't go, because my job
now is to find a place of my own

so I can get out of your hair.

Kim Banning?

Who are you?

Detectives Reagan

and Baez.

What do you want?

Well, to
check on you.

Your brother's
been worried sick about you.

That is you, right?

Oh, my God.

- What?
- He said he's my brother?

- He's not?
- David Shaw

is my ex-fiancé.

He's been
stalking me

for months.

So your real name
isn't Angie Shaw?

- Only if I'd married him.
- And your father

wasn't a raving lunatic?

He died of cancer
six months ago.

And then I got laid off.
And it was all just too much.

So I told David we'd have
to postpone the wedding.

And he got upset.
Went ballistic?

I really did love him once.

But he wouldn't leave me alone.

So, finally, I moved here
and changed my name

just to get away.

And now... you found me.

It-It's okay. He doesn't know.

But if you did, so could he.

- Oh, my God!
- Okay. Look,

here's what we're gonna do.

We'll take you to
the squad room with us

and we'll try to find
a judge who will give you

an order of protection, okay?

Okay.

Okay, let me get my purse.

Oh, geez, Reagan.

What did we do?

Not "we." It was me.

Well, still,
Gee's gonna kill us.

And he'll make us
work it still.

You think?

I can hear him now.

"If you broke it,
you bought it."

Maybe we saved her
from a stalker.

Angie?

You okay in there?

Angie?!

Coming in, Angie!

The hell'd she go?

Angie.

You up there?

Son of a bitch.

You think
she ran out on us?

Not without her
keys, she didn't.

I think David
followed us here.

Put it over the air.

Now we're looking
for both of them.

Well, you were missed at a
very lovely mass this morning.

Well, there's a woman
missing out there somewhere,

and I got
to find her, so...

hopefully, God'll give me
a pass on this one.

- I like Father
Cabrillo's sermons.

It doesn't feel like
he's talking down to you.

Puh!

Not so much?

Not today.

Going on and on
about the-the pain

of being betrayed
by people closest to you.

Archbishop Kearns probably
dictated that directly to him.

You're imagining things, Pop.

The hell I am.
Kearns knows we always go

to that noon mass there.

And Cabrillo was looking
at you the whole time.

He looked at everyone.

Yes. And then
he'd look directly back

to you making his next point.

I can take it.

Yeah. Dad's tough, Gramps.

I liked that sermon, too.

Not being able
to trust a stranger--

that comes with
most territories. But...

being betrayed
by someone closer to you,

I imagine that's really hard.

Hear, hear.

Hmm. Still upset
at Anthony

for the whole
bumper sticker fiasco?

I don't want to talk about it.

Except you already are.

No. Hey, guys, that
was directed at me.

Oh-ho.

Trouble in paradise?

Eddie's dad is
our new roommate. That's...

Wait. Whoa. No, okay, wait.

Only for
a couple of days.

He got an early release,

and he's trying to...

make a better life
for himself.

Allegedly. Yeah.

Hopefully.

Wait, he's living with you now?
Today?

Yeah.

Why didn't you ask him
to dinner?

Well, um, he had to
look for an apartment.

But you did invite him?

Yeah.

Um...

Yeah, so you...

didn't want him here?

Oh. I mean, it's not...

that so much as...

He's just out of prison,
so we thought

that it might be awkward.

For him or for us?

Well, for both.

Eddie, anyone in your family
is welcome at this table.

Thank you.

So you think that we really

should have encouraged him
to come?

No. It's just that
we'd always make room.

What Dad's really trying
to say is that,

even though it's nice
to have saints at the table,

it's a lot more fun
to have sinners.

You know,
they tell better stories.

And way better jokes.

There you go.

Dad! We're home.

We brought dessert.

Armin?

Dad.

- I think he's gone.
- Like...

left?

He didn't leave a note?

It's because
we didn't invite him to dinner.

Did seem like his feelings
were pretty hurt.

Well, now he's out there.

He's all alone,
again, by himself.

What is that?

A spy cam?

What do you want? I'm a cop.

Let's see it. Come on.

All right.

Who's this guy?

Wait, he said there was a...

a drug dealer
at his halfway house.

- A big lug.
- Fits that description.

Mm-hmm.

And...

away they go.

Wait. Right there.
Look. He's gripping

my dad's arm and
he's forcing him out the door.

Come on, you're seeing things.

No.

Actually, you're not.

Uh...

Sid and I have taken
a two-pronged approach

to find our leaker.

The burglary occurred within the
confines of the 4-6 precinct,

so I've been, uh,
working my contacts there.

- And I

kind of reverse-engineered it

and went out to the editors
at the outlets

that received
the original 911 recording.

Well, you can both
take your foot off the gas.

I asked Abigail to look into it.

The results of my investigation.

I don't want that.

And you don't want
to open those.

We don't?

No, you don't.

I haven't seen the results.

I don't want to know
the results.

Because if I knew...

I would be dutybound to act.

So, you want me to can the guy?

Or guys?

Or girl?

Then I would know who it was.

They'd be missing.

I'm a little in the dark here.

I'm holding fire.

Just this once.

Because the boots on the ground
got a big kick out of it.

A boost in morale at a time
where it is sorely needed.

And I ain't about to throw
a wet blanket

on a boost in cops' morale.

Boss, that's leadership
they can't see

but surely will feel.

Thank you.

But this isn't a frat house

or a locker room.

It is the NYPD,

and we don't play pranks

on the public
we're sworn to serve.

So...

Just this once.

Hey.

Oh!

Stuff I promised you
on your case.

Thank you.

And this...

to say I'm sorry.

That is not necessary.

Yes, it is.

I overstepped badly.

You have a big heart, Anthony.

Yeah, and a big ego
that gets bruised

when you don't believe me
on something.

You're so damn smart

and you're usually right.

Well, don't go popping
any corks anytime soon.

And why not?

I officially opened
the Jade Jones case.

I've already asked Detective
Ewbanks to get that gun

over to the lab for analysis.

And I need you to reinterview
all the participants.

Girl got to you, too, huh?

And your belief in her.

This Angie was quite
the hoarder, huh?

Maybe. Or maybe she was
just so afraid to go outside

'cause she didn't want David
to find her

that she just
hunkered down

in here and...

Maybe she's already dead.

Come on. Can we keep
a little optimism, please?

I mean, my sister had an
obsessive boyfriend in college.

He didn't want to kill her.

He just... was
obsessed with her.

He wanted her back.

Yeah, I had one of those.
He tried to strangle me.

Luckily, I kicked him
in the nuts, changed his mind.

Ah, well, hopefully Angie
kicked this guy in the nuts.

'Cause I'd sure like to.

I may have found her phone.

Maria Baez.

Yeah.

Great.

Thanks.

Shaw's truck was found in the
bottom level of a parking garage

in Battery Park City, but...

there's no sign of them.

Okay, listen to
this text from David.

"I'm sorry. Please forgive me.

"I know I went crazy.
I've changed.

"Please just meet me.

"We can even meet in that
little park that you love

in Tribeca."

Which is about
two minutes away

from Battery Park.

That sounds like
another long shot, Danny.

Well, it's the only shot we got.

Let's go.

This lug's name is Barry Trask?

Ran a coke ring
across the tristate.

Went to prison
for extortion and assault.

He still owns
this place.

And you know all this how?

I printed a still
from your spy cam,

sent it
to Facial Recognition.

And then Narcotics told me
Trask kept selling

while he was locked up.

He probably has millions
he needs laundered.

That's right up
your dad's alley.

No. No.
Not anymore.

I hope.

♪ My best

♪ I put it on y'all

♪ You know I got to do it

♪ I'm the best candidate

♪ Landslide,
thought you knew it ♪

Look. See?

See? He fought back.

Yeah. Only question
is, who won?

Trask,

you don't got to do this.

So you'll launder my money
for me?

I told you...

I'm out of that life.

Nobody gets out of the life.

I got to do this.

I'm begging you.

I'm just trying to go straight.

Nobody goes straight, Janko.

It's in our blood.

Now get in the trunk.

Get in the trunk.
Let's go, let's go.

Get in there.
Now.

Get up!

Get in there.

Get in the trunk.

All the way
in there.

Put your feet in, too.

I...

Police! Don't move!

Eddie, how did you...

Followed the trail
of blood, Dad.

I'm an off-duty M.O.S.

in the rank of sergeant.
I've been involved in a shooting

at 438 South Tetley.

I need a bus at this location
forthwith regarding...

Are you... you okay?

I think he broke my nose.

Yeah.

Let's get you cleaned up, okay?

Hey. Easy.

You've been so good so far.

See?

The universe wants
this to happen.

Wants what
to happen?

Is that...?

It's the ring

that you gave back to me.

David... No, no. Shh, shh.

Angie, you were so right

to put all this
off months ago.

And I should've been
more understanding.

But we got
through that,

and now is a new
beginning for us.

So...

Again...

...will you marry me?

Hey!

Oh, my God!
Thank you!

He has a knife!
- He has a knife!
- Hey!

Drop it right now!

No, she wants to be with me!

She doesn't want to be with you.

Drop the knife right now!

Angie.

I said drop it! Now!

I can't believe

you called.

Thank you so,

- so much for this.
- Actually,

there's no reason
to thank us.

We don't get cold-blooded
killers released from prison.

- What?
- The bullet

from the boy in Chinatown
was a match

because you shot him
and then you tossed the gun.

You still believe
that bitch who lied in court?

Actually, I couldn't
reinterview her,

'cause she was murdered
three years ago.

A hit you ordered
from in here.

Says who?

Someone very close
to you.

Your mother.

Turns out
she had a warrant out

and was very happy
to make a trade.

Lenience in exchange for the
burner phone you had her hide.

In other words,
you'll be going to trial

again and getting
convicted again

for yet another murder.

You two are dead.

Guard?

My mom, too.
I'll make it happen,

even from in here.

You hear me?

You are all dead!

Let's go!

- I don't belong in here!
- Let's go!

You sure you got
everything, Dad?

Toothbrush, clothes on my back.

Check.

Just make sure
you don't piss off Lena,

or, believe me, you'll be
begging to get back in prison.

I still can't believe your
mother agreed to take me in.

She wants you to succeed.

We all do.

All of you?

Manner of speech.

Hey.

Okay.

I'm off.

Hey.

Mmm.

Bye, Dad.

Hey, I'll-I'll be in touch.

Great.

Hey.

- Hmm?
- I'm sorry about
everything with your dad.

Mm.

Why don't you make it up to me?

Yeah.

Bless me, Father,
for I have sinned.

Sorry, we're closed.

Hey. It's been three weeks
since my last confession,

and these are my sins.

Hubris. Mendacity.

Acting in contempt
of your Church, for starters.

Well, I'm sorry, Your
Eminence, but Father McDougal

is guilty of those sins as well.

- Really, Frank?
- Yeah.

Really.
Wearing a collar and cloth

to promote anarchy.

Lying about my department
and its ways and means.

And so acting in contempt
of the Church.

And I know you know, Kevin.

He had it coming.

No, I don't know that.

Yeah, you do.

Did you find the perps?

They have been dealt with.

Severely?

Appropriately.

Hmm.

Am I permitted
to instruct my detail

not to disclose
my future whereabouts to you?

Yes, but it was not necessary.

That was
an exceptional circumstance.

And what are you doing back
in Father McDougal's church?

I'm waiting for him to return
from a hospital visit

so I can tell him he's
being transferred to Buffalo.

Oh.

Mike McDougal can be a pain.

You think?

Course, I still share
God's love for him.

Oh. Of course. And...

deep down, I chose to think
he had good intentions as well.

A good cop needs street smarts.

So does a good priest.

But standing outside a police
station with a bullhorn,

calling for the cancellation
of the cops...

what-what do you think,
nothing's gonna happen?

Probably a tactical error
in there somewhere.

Well...

and then expect me
to clean up his mess?

Hmm.

I miss personal responsibility.

Well, I pray we're just going
through a temporary drought.