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- Knock, knock.
- Oh, hey.

Uh, have a seat.

I'll just be a minute.

Wanted to see if you would
take a look at this for me.

Uh, sure.

Uh... first thing.

- Now?
- If you don't mind.

This is a misdemeanor
drug possession charge.

I understand a small case like
this is below your pay grade.

It's below
this office's pay grade.

I'd like you to take the lead
on it nonetheless.

I see.

You'll let me know
how things progress?

Of course.

This is a small potatoes,

uh, drug possession case.

- Yes, it is.
- Why do I get
the feeling

that you get the feeling
that this is my fault?

Well, you should trust
your feelings about my feelings.

Oh, come on. It don't rain,
and that's my fault, too?

If it don't rain,
why would I want it to rain?

Why would anyone want it

to rain?
I don't know.
It just came out.

Look into this for me, please.

She gave this to you.

Yes, she did.
To put me in my place,

show me who's boss.

And why would she do that?

Because you...

...did this.

Just keep doing the good work
that got you here, Detective.

- And thank you, Ellie.
- Thank you.

Thank you,
Commissioner.

Well done, Detective Reddick.

Thank you, sir.

And thank you.

Sir, can I ask you a question?

Sure.

Did you mean it about getting
to choose our next assignments?

Well, that's a longstanding
tradition in this department.

Well, mine might seem
a bit unusual.

I think I've heard 'em all
by now.

Unless it's Internal Affairs.
No one ever asked for that.

I'm thinking Warrants
or Narcotics.

Seems like
we got a warrior here.

Actually, I'd like
to be posted here in One PP,

on your floor.

I see.

I love these.

Bodega robberies?

No. Banh mi.

- You never heard of it?
- Never had one.

Never heard of it.

Huh. They're, like,
a Vietnamese gyro.

Except they're stuffed
with pickled vegetables.

Very refreshing.
I think you'd love it.

Considering I've never had
a pickle in my life,

- I doubt it.
- I didn't say pickle.

I said it's stuffed with
pickled vegetables--

like pickled carrots.

You never had a pickle
before in your life?

What are you talking
about? Not once?

- No.
- Not ever? Never?

No.
Not in a box?
Not with a fox?

And not in a house.
Not with a mouse. No.

Never had a pickle?
Not even on a burger?
No. No.

She's never had
a pickle before.

Ignore him.
What do we have?

Name is Bao Pham. He entered
his store this morning

to a burglary in progress.

Took a significant
blow to the head.

Uh, the perp fled.

- He's in the wind.
- All right,

we got it from here.

That's frightening.

You never had one
pickle in your life?

You own this place?

Looks like you took
a pretty serious blow there.

You okay?

I'm fine.

You get a look
at the person who attacked you?

I was startled when I came in.

- It all happened so fast.
- Understandable.

Was anyone here
that might've got a look

at the person
who attacked you?

I came in alone.

That your wife?

I called her after I got hit.

After?

She sounds pretty upset.
What's she saying?

It's nothing.

- Could be something.
- I was tired
last night.

I never made it to the bank
to make the night deposit.

You lost a lot of money?

How much money you lose?

Twenty thousand dollar.

Welcome to New York.

Ma'am, police. Do you mind
answering a few questions?

You're doing great,
learning so much.

Thank you. Sir,
you mind if we take a look

at your security cameras?

Don't speak English.

That was English.

Excuse me... Don't speak English.

You know, the only way anyone's
gonna talk to us around here

is if we suddenly
learn Vietnamese.

Yo soy muy bonita.

Sí, verdad.

Pero that's Spanish.

That's not why they
won't talk to you.

- What was that?
- Look, you're the cops

trying to find out who
robbed the banh mi?

- Who are you?
- I'm the guy
who knows how it works.

So tell us how it works.

All right,
they won't talk to you

because they're scared, okay?

Not because
they don't speak English.

Scared of what?

Payback. Retaliation.

From Born in USA.

It's the local gang
that runs these streets.

Got every one of these stores
under their thumb.

- How's that?
- If you don't pay

for protection, you suddenly
find you need protection.

And Bao
- didn't want to pay?
- No, he's old-school,

old-world,
like a stubborn old goat.

So who runs Born in USA?

Guy by the name of Sonny.

Sonny?

So...

why here?

Who wins the war,
the soldiers or the generals?

That depends on who you ask.

I think it's the generals.

- The soldiers might disagree.
- Oh, then history

might disagree
with the soldiers.

All due respect.

They, uh, people up here
on the 14th floor,

including the ones sitting
at this table,

were invited up here

because of what they did
out there.

Yes, sir.
And it was my work out there

that got me here today.

You don't
strike me as the kind

who prefers paperwork
to policework.

Well, honestly, I don't think
of it as either-or.

I've had some achievements
out in the streets,

thanks to great partners
and CO's.

I'd like the
opportunity to see

what I could achieve
with you all as partners

and the commissioner as my CO.

A lot of cops have achieved
out on the streets

and been rewarded for
it with promotions.

Why should you be the one
who gets kicked up these stairs?

As women in the PD,
we often get lip service

about rewards that
never seem to materialize.

Am I right?

Look, I don't
have any agenda

other than to be useful,

and I'm not asking
for consideration

based on anything
other than my record.

Are you always this direct?

I try to be.
I don't like my time wasted,

and I assume
that others feel the same.

Then let me be direct as well.

I don't think you'd be
a good fit up here.

But I will be happy to place you
anywhere else you'd like.

Well, I can't say
I'm not disappointed.

But I thank you
for the consideration

and for your honesty.

You know...

people who say
they like to be direct

often crumble when
they're on the receiving end.

You didn't do that.

No, I guess I didn't.

Report here tomorrow 0600 hours.

Your new command will be PCO.

Thank you, sir.

Ain't she a pip.

Yup.

Is there a need up here
I don't know about?

Nope.

Boss, I-I like her, too,

but she's a handful and a half.

Yeah, well, so are all of you
on any given day,

you think about it.

Where are you going with this?

I don't know, exactly.

But I offered to place her
anywhere she liked,

and I can't very well
take it back

simply because
she liked it here.

So...

What makes you so sure
the D.A. knows

you're planning on running
against her?

I'm not planning on
running against her.

Sorry, considering
- running against her.
- She's considering

considering.

To your point,
I'm the most senior A.D.A.

in that building, and she's
hand-delivering busywork to me.

Maybe there's
a good reason.

No. I'm with Erin.

Crawford's just pissed
'cause she knows

you're gonna crush her.

Like I said,

I never said I was running.

You think maybe one of us
said something

about you running? Jamie.

Erin would never think that.
Would you?

No. Never.

So you're here for...?

Suspect's name is
Marshall Clearwater.

He was picked up
in the precinct next to yours.

I was hoping you
could ask around,

see if there's anything
I should know about this guy.

That's the only reason
you're here?

Yeah.
Don't listen to him.

We will ask around.

I have a good
friend in the 2-7.

Thank you.

Oh, I got to get this.

Hey, Anthony.

Okay. I'm heading back
to the office now.

What the hell happened
in there?

Like he said, didn't
really have a choice.

The boss always has a choice.

She was top in her
class at John Jay.

Top in her class
at the academy.

Ten years on the job.

Four star reviews
from the chiefs.

A house mouse, probably.

Doesn't want
to get her hands dirty.

Did you forget why he
gave her the gold shield?

Also Street Crime,
Anti-Crime,

Joint Task Force
with the DEA.

So she looks good on paper.

You could say that
about a lot of lukewarm cops.

What's done is done.

And we have to make
the best of it now.

Oh.

Hey there.

Speak of the devil
and the devil appears, right?

No, no, no. We were
just talking about a...

situation in
midtown north.

Oh, I used to work up there.

The XO is a good friend
of mine, if you want me...

No, no. We got it.

But thank you.

- We didn't
get a chance

to say congratulations
and welcome to the team.

Thank you. That means a lot.

It's an honor to be here
with you.

Likewise.

Anyway, I really am excited

to be up here
with the Dream Team.

That's what the cops

out there call you guys,

in case you didn't know.

- Has a nice ring to it.
- But...

we like to think of ourselves
more like the Three Musketeers.

One, two...

three.

Copy that.

Hey! Get over here!

Stop resisting!

Hands behind
your back.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, Sonny.

- Bro, what the hell?
- We're going this way.

- Who the hell are you?
- Well, Sonny,

I'm Daddy.

So, you and your little minions
like to run around the hood

beating up
business owners, huh?

- What?
- I think he's saying
he doesn't speak any English.

Mm.

No. I said...

Google it.

Well, I guess
he speaks English.

Born here same as you.

And I'll talk.

Not because you threaten me,
but because...

I did nothing wrong, so
I got nothing to fear from you.

You think you're
the first genius

to go around beating the crap
out of business owners

until they pay you not to beat
the crap out of them?

What happens in Vegas stays
in Vegas.

Yeah, well,
this ain't Vegas, baby.

But it ain't America, either.

Little Nam might
look like America,

but our people know
- it is Vietnam in every way.
- Well, I hate

to break it to you--
you break the laws

in your neighborhood,
you still go to prison

in our jails.

You have your laws.

We have our ways.

Yes, but only we have these.

So unless you want to
get deported to Rikers,

you're gonna tell us who beat
the crap out of Bao Pham

and took all his money.

I had nothing to do with that.

Hmm?

No, Bao is off-limits.

Why is he off-limits? He family?

You've been a cop a long time.

Right? You can smell a liar
a mile away, no?

So read me.

I did not rob Bao Pham.

And what makes Bao so special?

Why is he the only one

in the neighborhood
who gets a free pass, huh?

He makes the best
lemongrass pork banh mi.

It's true.

You got to be kidding me.

I'm telling you, sweet...

and succulent...

Refreshing.

Told you
they're refreshing.

You know,
she's never had a pickle.

Oh, my God,

you actually believe him?

In a weird way, I do.

You can feel the truth.

Hmm.

Kind of can.

Okay,
Lieutenant Stoltz.

No doubt about it, what
Lieutenant Stoltz did was wrong.

Modified duty is
more than warranted.

The lieutenant's union
is on board.

They've signaled
they won't put up a fight.

- Nobody's gonna
pick up a story

about an off-duty cop
getting rowdy

in an upstate burg.

Especially since no
charges have been filed.

Detective Reddick?

My first week-- I should
probably sit this one out.

- Why is that?
- Better to be quiet

and have them think
you're an idiot

than open your mouth
and prove it to them.

This office is the deep end
of the pool.

It's for sinking or swimming.

Okay.

I think you should take
Lieutenant Stoltz's bar away.

Bust him down to patrol.

For a two-hour stint

in the drunk tank

- in the Catskills?
- He threw a bottle

at an 80-inch flat-screen.

Well, that's what happens at
a stupid bachelor party.

Okay? The county mounties got
a little too overzealous.

Still... They scooped up
the whole bar.

I mean,
he would've got jammed up

even if he was sober as a judge.

But he wasn't sober.

Okay, he had a couple of pops.

Enough to land him
in the drunk tank, apparently.

The man's got 15 years

on the job.

No prior derelictions of duty.

I know this might be unpopular
with the rank and file...

Unpopular? You take his bar,
you dilute his pension.

But I also think it could go
a long way with the public

in the current climate.

We do not do the weather here.

Right. Look, I just think
it might go a long way

towards...
Towards...

appeasing our critics?

Towards showing the public
that we get it.

- Get what?
- That cops

are not above the law.

Oh, you think our cops act like
they're above the law? Wow.

No, but many of the public
thinks that.

This is our opportunity
to show them that we hear them.

By throwing one of our own
- under the bus?
- We didn't put him

in the drunk tank-- his personal
choices landed him there.

Boss, please, I hope
you're not considering this.

There are two ways
to play this,

I will give it that.

Oh, come on.
She's not wrong

in terms of how
the demotion would play. Strong.

Oh, please. Boss, this-this...

This is low-hanging fruit.

Let's take it for once.

Under advisement.

Does he know
- what we're asking for?
- Only knows

you want to talk to him about
his client's possession charge.

Okay, well, I'm going to open
with plead to the charge

with time served, but...
he's never gonna go for that.

It's worth a try.

Hi. I'm Erin Reagan.
This is Detective Abetemarco.

You're the counsel for
Marshall Clearwater?

Ray Gardner.
- Pleased to meet you.
- Okay, well,

this is pretty cut and dry,
shouldn't take much time.

My client is a good kid.

First-time offender.
Never been in trouble.

Well, I am not offering
your client a violation.

He needs to plead guilty
to the charge with time served.

You have a deal.

We do?

That's great.

I'll make sure to advance
the case in court

so he can plead guilty.

Hey, well, that went well.

No doubt intimidated
by your grace,

beauty and intelligence.

Let's take the low-hanging fruit
for once.

That's a dig at me,
isn't it?

No. Just advice to
the commissioner.

The hell it is. It's a shot
across the bow, my bow.

It's nothing personal, Sid.

It's "Lieutenant."

Nothing personal, Lieutenant.

Are you gunning
- for my job?
- No. Why?

Do you feel
threatened?

You know what?
Don't flatter yourself.

It's not my job
to protect your job.

Little chilly in here.

This one's got some nerve,
I'll tell you.
My opinion

was solicited,
and I offered it.

And that's not nerve,
by the way.

That's just the way things work.

- Try and play nice.
- I am.

Try harder. You keep launching
torpedoes at her, Frank'll know.

Maybe I don't care
who knows!

- Sid.
- Aw...

Frank.

Okay.

Okay.

What'd you come down here for,
anyway?

To bitch about her.

Huh! See?

There you go.

Pretty delicious.

- Take a bite.
- I'd bite you

before I'd
bite that. Ugh.

Pardon me?

Well, it didn't come out
the way I meant it.

Mm-hmm. Just take a bite.

No. Get that away
from me.

Hey!

Son of a...

We're police. You okay?

Oh, perfect.

"What happens

in Vegas."

It's a gift... from Sonny.

Mr. Long.

I'm feeling much better,
thank you, Detective.

I didn't ask.

This is a complaint filed
against you last year.

Is this a joke?

I get tied up and
tossed out of a car,

and you're-you're talking to me
about garbage from last year?

A few days ago, the same man,
Mr. Bao Pham,

was assaulted and robbed.

Oh. In that case I know just

- Bernard Moskowitz.
- Who is that?

My lawyer!

Hey... Mr. Long,

Bao Pham was hit
over the head in the process.

Oh, he was hit
over the head, huh?

Sounds familiar.

It does sound familiar,
just like your long history

of using assault
and intimidation

and strong-arm tactics
against your tenants.

I own a lot of properties.
There are often disputes,

especially these days with
renter rights through the roof.

I don't know the guy
you're talking about,

but if you say we had
a disagreement,

I say so what? Typical
landlord-tenant conversations.

As a landlord, you have
access to the building,

which is why there were
no signs of forced entry.

Mm, Bernard Moskowitz.

Bernie Moskowitz.
Bernie Moskowitz!

Only say my name
and I shall appear.

Let me guess,

- Bernie Moskowitz.
- Bernie Moskowitz.

Mr. Long's attorney.

Come, Connor,
we're going home.
Not so fast.

We have reason to believe
your client was involved

in a robbery and assault.

My client has been travelling
the last two weeks.

He only arrived
in New York this morning.

I have air fare and
hotel receipts to prove it.

Any questions?

Yeah, where the hell
did you come from? Goodbye.

- Get out of here.
- Bernie Moskowitz.

Bernie Moskowitz.

First of all,
I want to thank you

for giving me
the opportunity

to once again speak on behalf
of Lieutenant Stoltz.

When Detective Reddick
first suggested

we take away his bar,
I strongly opposed it.

- And now?
- But I also believe
it's important

that we consider
other people's viewpoints.

And I did not do that
when she raised the issue,

and I should have.

So I thought about it
long and hard,

and I come to the conclusion
that in some ways, she's right.

Right that we have
an obligation,

especially during these days,

to show the public
we hear their concerns.

For we're only as strong
as our weakest link.

I'm glad to see you
coming around.

But the truth is

that taking away his bar

will not make him a better

or stronger cop.

It'll only make him
a bitter cop.

Bitter because him and
everybody else is gonna know

that we only did it to make
an example out of him.

Look, how many times are we
gonna use this excuse?

I talked to
Lieutenant Stoltz.

He checked himself into rehab
on his own dime.

The fact that he had to
put himself in rehab

speaks volumes.

And he didn't have to,
he just did.

And it speaks volumes
about the man's character

that he checked himself in
voluntarily.

If all we do is
give him a slap on the wrist,

the public will view this
for what it is.

It's cops giving
fellow cops a break.

A break that they themselves

would probably not receive.

Boss, all I'm saying is
let not the court

of public opinion be
the highest court in the land.

Under advisement.

That was really something, Sid.

Dare I say inspiring?

Downright moving,
and I am not kidding,

not even a little.

It was a nice presentation,
Lieutenant.

Thoughtful and compelling.

I appreciate that.

But after the bloom
comes off that rose,

does the commissioner
start to wonder why

it's taken you so long

to do your job the way
it should be done?

Drilled down
and thought through.

I got your email.

The defendant wanting to
plead guilty to the charge

with time served.

Yep. It's a great deal, right?

I want more.

Uh, well, with all due respect,

this-this is a great outcome.

We-we should take it.

I want more.

More...

♪ More, more, more

♪ How do you like it?
How do you like it? ♪

Uh, what?

You know, the disco song.

Right.

Um...
I just--

I'm sorry, I have to ask,
do you...

do you have something
you want to talk to me about?

No.

♪ More, more, more

♪ How do you like it?
How do you like it? ♪

♪ More, more, more.

...business owners, huh?

What?

I think that means he
doesn't speak any English.

No, I said...

Why do you keep watching that
over and over again?

I'm looking for something.

What?
I don't know.

Whatever we missed.

Whatever little thing it was

that slipped through
the cracks in the box.

- Hello, Daniel.
- What do you want?

Excuse me?

That's what you say whenever
I enter your office.

So, what do you want?

Maybe she just stopped
by to say hello.

Yeah, maybe I just
stopped by to say hello.

Right. Like it wasn't you
who crashed your Datsun

into my '70 Camaro
back in high school.

Oh, my Lord, when are you
gonna get over that?

It wasn't me.

You were the only person

parked directly in front of me.

How do you drive
with this guy?

I say a novena every morning.

Don't worry,
I didn't tell anyone

about your bumper sticker.

Oh, what bumper sticker?

Now you can move on
to the next person

on your list;
uh, Francis X. Reagan.

His office is a few
blocks away, if you dare.

That's not why I'm here,
thank you very much.

Then why are you here?

Does the name Marshall
Clearwater ring a bell?

He was collared for possession,
and the D.A.

wants me to look into it.

Uh-huh. Possession?

Don't get me started, okay?

Anyway, Eddie's got a friend
in the adjacent precinct

who says my guy Marshall
has got a cousin

who's a heavy hitter,
and you collared him.

He ran the, um,
Ludlow Street Syndicate.

Does it ring any bells?

...business owners, huh?

What?

I think that means
he doesn't speak any English.

No, I said...

Google it.

I'll look into that.
We gotta go.

- We do?
- Yeah.

Come on.

See ya.
Uh...

Hey, so you really
didn't say anything

about that bumper sticker?

I knew it.
I knew it.

I'm really happy I smashed
that stupid Camaro.

- I knew that, too.
- Yeah.

Hi, yo, Detective, you get
that Secret Santa gift?

- Yeah. Too bad it was garbage.
- Your new BFF?

"You can kiss my skinny ass."

You can go straight
to HR.

Not you. That's what he said
to me in Vietnamese

in the box, which
gave me this idea.

Am I supposed to know
what that means?

Just go along with the plan.

We are very busy.
- Can't talk right now.
- I understand.

We just have
a few more questions.

I'm trying to
put this behind me.

You being here is only
gonna make things worse.

See? You already make it worse.

We understand you're frustrated.

Look, we think someone
either picked the lock

or had a key;
we spoke to your landlord.

You talk to landlord?
Oh, no.

You just create more trouble.

Not if you just
work with us.

You're making my wife upset.
Please leave.

Mr. Pham... I said go!

There's nothing else! Go!

- Okay. Okay.
- Go! Leave. Leave!

That was fun.

I just love being
yelled at in a foreign tongue

and getting kicked out
of places.

You did great.

Well, wish I could
say the same.

Any reason why
you kept your mouth shut?

Yeah.

Oh, great, you recorded it

so I could relive the torture.

Mm-hmm. Except now in English.

English?

Just tell him who did it,

you stubborn old man.

Just tell him who did it,

you stubborn old man.

It's a translation app.
Sometimes I'm actually smart.

When you're not being stupid.

What am I doing here?

Just a quick follow-up.
Got a few more questions.

Yeah, I already told you

everything I know
about the gang.

Which I didn't have to do,
by the way, that was a favor.

And I appreciate that.

But I wanted to make sure you
didn't leave anything out.

I didn't.

Um, I think you did.

Okay, like what?

Like the fact that you are
Bao and Linh Pham's son.

Like the fact that you have
a serious gambling problem.

Everybody gambles
in Little Vietnam.

It's a cultural thing.

But not everybody owes
their bookie $20,000

and suddenly has the debt gone
just a few days later.

Just a few days after
their parents' store was robbed.

I didn't rob my parents' store.

No, you robbed
your parents' store

and beat your own father
over the head.

That's a lie.

Well, I'm not the one
who said it.

What are you talking about?

Who's behind there?
What are you looking at?

What kind of person
steals from their parents

and beats up their own father?

I didn't do it.
It wasn't me.

Mm.

- Yes, you did.
- Dad.

No, don't do this.

Do you have any idea
what's gonna happen to me?

What should have happened
a long time ago.

Ba!

On your feet.

Do you have
something for me?

I give you... more.

These are new charges
against the defendant.

Felony charges.

It turns out the defendant
is much more than

just a guy possessing
a small amount of drugs.

He's actually the heir apparent.

To?

To the Ludlow Street Syndicate,
run by his cousin,

who was sent away last month
for the next ten years.

We believe the defendant
is now running the operation.

I would say that definitely
qualifies as more.

But you already
knew that, right?

Me?

You gave me
this small case because

you knew it wasn't small.

I had a hunch,

so I wanted my best person
on it.

Thank you for that.

Thank you for this.

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There is no right decision,

there's only the decision itself

and the willingness to accept
its consequences.

These guy have heard a version
of that a hundred times.

More like a million,
but who's counting?

I'm the boss, I'm the one who
has to make those decisions,

then live with them.

Understood.

Detective Reddick,

you made a compelling argument

for busting him down
to patrol.

I appreciate you hearing
me out on the issue,

and even considering
my point of view.

Well, I've done more than that.

I don't get it.

He's going your way.

Seriously?

Not quite.
I'm taking his bar

and busting him down
to sergeant.

Boss?

Sid, the case you made

for Lieutenant Stoltz

reminded me of why I brought you
up here in the first place.

So thank you.

And, Detective Reddick,

you did good work.

Thank you.

I think you made
the right decision.

Really?

Sorry.
There is no right decision.

It could easily have gone
the other way.

I understand.

I hope you do.

What is this?

You're transferring me?

It's an open transfer.

You can fill in the bureau.

I thought you just said
I was doing good work.

I did.

Then what's the problem?

There isn't one.

I don't understand.

Well, look, what you did here
in one week

was pretty remarkable,

and you brought out the best
in my team.

I'm still waiting for the part
where I screwed up.

Well, the fact that you didn't
is what focused me.

Sir...

Well, look...

We're far from perfect up here,

but we're angels
compared to the devils

out there on the street.

I can't waste you up here

when I could have you
working out there.

Do good work, come back safe.

Yes, sir.

Ever see the movie
The Godfather?

"Leave the gun,
take the cannoli."
Good line.

A lot of good lessons
in that movie, too.

Never speak outside
the family.

That's a good one.

Even though you're
named Sonny,

you might want to take
a few more lessons

from Michael, though.

Like Michael wanted
to get out of crime,

take the family business legit.

Easier for him than me.

Yeah. But you're smart
like Michael was.

And, like Michael,
you're cursed...

with big balls, but a heart
that's in the right place.

That's why these knuckleheads
will do anything for you.

- And I'll do anything for them.
- Of course you will.

It's because
you're a good leader.

Because of that,
you don't have to

build your business
down here in the street.

You could build it up in
one of those high-rises.

Or you could work with me.

Think about it.

What's wrong with me, Anthony?

Oh, so, so many things.

I'm being serious.

Yeah, so am I.

Oh, come on!

I'm just kidding.

There's practically nothing
wrong with you.

Practically?

Your feet.

They're a little big for me.

Wh... What?

Oh, come on,
would you knock it off?

There's nothing wrong with you.

Then why do I always
assume the worst in people?

- You don't.
- I do.

The D.A. put me on this case
'cause she thinks I'm the best.

I thought it was
to put me in my place,

which actually just
makes me the worst.

No, it makes you human.

Something that you Reagans have
a hard time swallowing.

I know I'm human, Anthony.

Yeah, but you don't like it.

You think it's like
any other weakness.

Something you could rise above

if you really, really
put your mind to it.

Crawford knows I don't like her,

and yet she regards me highly.

She-she respects me.

So what's your point?

What makes me think

I should replace her as D.A.?

Nothing to see here.

Night, Sid.

Good night, fatso.

They got no offense, and
they got even less defense.

Mark my words,

come the playoffs,
they're the team to beat.

Playoffs?
That's a fantasy.

Yeah, I don't know, Pops.

Oh, ye of so little faith.

Just for the record,
I'm out.

You're out?

Out of what?

I'm not running.

Like for a marathon?

No, not for, like, a marathon.

Like, I'm not running
for the D.A.'s job.

Any particular reason?

It's just not for me
right now, that's all.

I see.

So this has nothing
to do with... Nope.

Nothing to do
with anything.

Just a personal choice.

So it was just a coincidence
that you were running around

paranoid that one of us blabbed
about your bumper sticker,

and now you're cutting bait?

Sometimes a cigar is
just a cigar, Danny.

Hmm. Okay.

Sometimes it's a lot more
than a cigar.

Mm.

Pop, am I the only one
missing something here?

Not a clue.
Lost in the dark here.

It's a long story
with no point, Dad.

I love long stories
with no point.

I just don't want to do it.

Can't that just be enough?

It can be...

if that's how you really feel.

Well, it is,
so that's that.

My two cents?

How did I know that
"that's that"

was not going to be
that's that?

It's never that.

Sometimes an emphatic no
is the last step

you have to take before
jumping in with two feet.

Something to think about.

And Pop's right, but not only
will they make the playoffs,

they will run the table.

What?!
That's the spirit!

You're crazy.

- They have no shot.
- He's delusional.

It could happen.

No, no, it couldn't.

The man knows what
he's talking about.

- No shot.
- No, it couldn't.

He's delusional
and you're delusional.

- No, sir!
- And you're delusional, too.

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