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FEMALE DISPATCHER ON RADIO:
Aloha, Second Squad.

Be advised that Dispatch is
officially declaring Friday

Hawaiian Shirt Day,

because, yeah,
that's the kind
of power I wield.

Hey. What time is it?

It's early.

(SIGHING)

Go back to sleep.

Okay.

Let me make
some breakfast.

Are you sure there's
no family you want
at the wedding?

I told you, muffin,
my family's dead.

That is so sad.

Well, I have
enough family
for the both of us.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

-Cole.
-Hey, buddy.

Big day. You up?

-I gotta take this.
AMY: Okay.

Don't forget,
we're meeting
the caterer at 3:00

- at Fabiana's
on Hudson.
- Okay.

Was that
the missus?

Now, what's
she wearing?

Why is it
a big day, Frank?

Hey, did you know
Bobby Fischer played
his first match

here in New York City?

You know Bobby
Fischer, right?
Chess champion?

He was 13.

I'm hanging up, Frank.

Oh, you don't play chess,
now, do you, Navan?

More of a checkers guy.

Well, allow me
to edify you.

Secret to chess,
deep tactics.

Now, you size up
your opponent,

you make your move,
and you set the trap.

COLE: Frank,
where are you?

And why is it
a big day?

Frank?

Frank?

The Chinja
strikes again.

Hey. Anywhere you like.

What's good today?

I got pancakes
or goulash.

Ooh, pancakes.
Other one sounds
like a shoe.

FRANK: You know,
I lived in a
trailer once?

Had that same
wood paneling.

WALSH: Yeah?

Hey, you play chess?

No, I prefer a game
with impact.

(LAUGHING)
No, I hear you.
I hear you.

Mix it up a little,
a few scrapes
and bruises.

Hey, how about hunting?
You like to hunt?

-Yeah, I do a
little hunting.
-Mmm.

People, mostly.

(LAUGHING) Right.

The most dangerous game.

You seen that
Jean-Claude
Van Damme movie?

With the guy
from Alien? Hmm?

Awesome movie.

-Here you go.
-Sweet! Mmm!

(SNIFFLES) Last meal.

-What's that?
-Hey, you have
any iced tea?

Yeah. Sure.

Hey, you're
a cop, right?

Yeah. Why do you ask?

Oh, you just
got that look.

Been around
a few cops
in my life.

Oh, yeah?

Here you go.

So, do I know you?

I don't think so.

I have one of
those faces, though.

Familiar,
like somebody
you dream about.

(CHUCKLING)
Right.

Hey, grab me
one of them syrups?

It's just not pancakes
without syrup, right?

Of course.

(YELLS)

(GUN FIRING)

(GRUNTS)

Nowhere to run,
Van Damme!

(GRUNTING)

BEAUMONT: Walsh!
(GASPS)

Walsh!

(WHIMPERING) Jason?

Jason. I'm hit.

(GASPING)

You're gonna be okay.

I know.

Eric. Eric?

What you got?

See that?

What?

The cash register.
Says "$42.42."

Yeah. So?

What if it's a sign?

'Cause I'm 42.

What if the cash register
is trying to tell me
I'm next?

Banks, Beaumont's
in the hospital
and the whole thing,

and that's really
what you want
to talk about?

-Listen.
-That's impressive.

Hey, where's
Sergeant Brown?

In the back.

-Man!
-Keep it up.

I'm gonna
actually check
the crime scene.

You're right.
I'm sorry.

Uh, sir,
I canvassed the area.

The clerk
next door said

that he saw the shooter
running towards 1st Avenue.

How's Beaumont?

Well, she's
in surgery.

There's a clean
exit wound,
so that's good.

-Yeah.
-But she's lost
a lot of blood.

Did you know about
her and Walsh?

-Yes, I did.
-Hmm.

Where's Cole?

We got a call into
him, but he's not
answering his phone.

Walsh is at
the hospital with
the sketch artist.

I'm making you
lead on this.

This is where you say,
"Thank you.

"I'm honored.
I won't let
you down."

Thank you. I'm honored.
(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

I'm also the
least experienced
detective

on the squad, sir.

(SIGHS)
Banks! Delahoy!

-Look.
-Sir.

You want to be honest?
Let's be honest.

I'm worried.
Three months ago,

Walsh's partner
gets killed.

Today, somebody takes
a shot at Walsh.

I need to know
if the two things
are connected.

But I need to
keep it quiet.

SHRAEGER: I'm on it.

Hey. What's up, Sarge?

Somebody just robbed
the M15 bus.

Yeah, well,
we'd prefer to
work the shooting.

Understood,
but this guy
needs to be caught.

Last thing this city
needs is a bus
full of hostages.

So, get your asses
down to the scene.

Alvarez will
meet you there.

You take his
lead on this.

What? Why does
that guy get to
be in charge?

Because he's far
more professional
than either of you.

It's true.

Yeah, he's got
us on that one.

ALVAREZ: Tell us what
happened on the bus.

Puerto Rican male
gets on the bus at
Houston and 2nd

agitated,
talking to himself.

Perp pulls a hand
grenade and tells the
driver to keep going.

-A hand grenade?
-Yup.

Guy goes from passenger
to passenger taking
wallets, watches.

Jumps off here.

At 4th Street
and 2nd Avenue.

42. Tell me
that's not a sign.
Tell me.

You know
what I see?

I see 2nd Avenue
and 4th Street.

24, okay? Not 42.

ALVAREZ: Okay.
This is how we're
gonna play it.

Let's split into threes,
interview the passengers.

Just make sure
that your notes are
legible this time.

All right. Okay.

Yeah, can you
read this?

That's disgusting.

We gathered up
all the passengers.

ALVAREZ:
What, that's it?

Oh, we'll be done
before lunch.

(CHUCKLES) No.
Those are the
interpreters.

Those are
the passengers.

All 42 of them.
(ALL CHATTERING)

Come on.

(EXHALES)

-Hi.
-Hi.

How's Beaumont?

Not good.
They're operating.

So, what are we doing?

Dark brown hair,
it's greasy.
It's worn back.

This would be
a lot easier

if I could sit
in the front.

The CSU found bullets
in the diner wall

and also picked up
some fingerprints
off the counter.

What, do you not
like hospitals?

No, I'm fine.

The nurses come out
every 15 minutes,
give me updates.

Yeah, but it's
the point, you know?

Go inside. You pace.
Show your support.

She's in surgery, okay?

I mean, there's
doctors there that...

I'd rather just
wait in the car,

-if that's all
right with you.
-Yeah.

Yeah.

What I was trying
to say was,

you know,
if you wanted
to talk about...

About how
you're feeling.

So, Brown made
you lead on this.

Yeah.

That's good.

Listen, Walsh,
did you recognize
the shooter?

Maybe someone
that you put away,

or someone
with a grudge?

No, no.

Oh. Hey, Cole!

I just heard.
I was at church.

They make you
turn off your phone.

She's in surgery.
Stomach wound.

The doctors
aren't happy.

My phone was off.

How could
this happen?

All right.
How's this?

Yeah, that's him.

-That's him?
-That's him.

Yeah.

You recognize him?

No. I've never
seen him before.

I should call
Allison's mother.

What?

Nothing.

All right, I'm gonna
take the sketch
down to the shop,

get the ball rolling.
Let's go.

I wasn't always
the pillar of virtue
that you see before you.

You stole an armored car?

I'm Navan Granger.

Don't tell.

Dispatch, this is 418.

FEMALE DISPATCHER ON RADIO:
Go ahead 418.

I'm gonna need
a private line
to the FBI.

-Stand by.
MAN: FBI.

Yeah, this is
Detective Jason Walsh

from the 2nd Precinct
in New York.

I need, uh, some
records pulled from
Texas and Oklahoma.

Uh, anything
you got on a
Navan Granger,

aka Henry Cole.

BANKS: Ask him
to describe
the bus driver.

Ask him what color
his eyes were.

(SPEAKING TAGALOG)

(SHOUTING SERBIAN)

-Blue.
-Blue? Really?

She talked for,
like, an hour.

(SPEAKING YORUBA)

Mr. Mbuto says
the robber had a bomb.

Yeah, actually,
he said grenade.

I am familiar with
the tribal language
of Yoruba.

(IN YORUBA)

(SPEAKING YORUBA)

It's cool.

Late 20s,
olive-skinned,
kinky hair.

He yelled a lot.
I think he was upset
about something.

And he had something
round in his hand.

People said it
was a grenade.

-You must have
been frightened.
-No.

Maybe a little
disappointed.

Wait. What do you mean,
"Disappointed"?

I should tell you,
he's gonna rob another
bus today at 2:00.

He said that?

No.

I'm psychic.

You're...

Clairvoyant.

I've had visions
of the future
since I was 13.

It's not
as glamorous
as it sounds.

It's pretty
annoying, actually.

So, uh, I'm confused.

Are you saying
you knew the bus
was gonna be robbed

when you got on?

Does the number 42
mean anything to you?

What?

I'm getting a very
strong feeling.

The number 42,
it's tied
to your fate.

I have to...
We're done here.

Uh, thanks
for coming in.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

(KNOCKS ON CAR WINDOW)

NURSE: More faxes.

I'm a nurse, you know,
not your secretary.

Detective Walsh? Hi.

She's out of surgery.

The bullet missed
the major organs.

They're taking
her to recovery.

You can see her
if you'd like.

All right.
Thank you.
Thanks.

(EXHALES)

DELAHOY: Can't go in?

Nope. You?

Nope. I got a thing
about hospitals.

On account of
how people tend
to die in them.

Yeah.

Hey. How's Beaumont?

She's out of surgery.
She's in recovery.

-That's good.
-You going in?

What are you,
crazy? I'm not
going in there.

It's like
a Petri dish.

I've just been
waiting in the car.

-That sounds good.
-Okay.

Suspect is
a white male,
mid-20s,

last seen running
towards 1st Avenue.

We're pulling files
on all of Walsh's
past cases,

but our working theory
is attempted robbery.

We're also checking
for similar cases
in the neighborhood.

(STAMMERS) Uh,
we're also green-lit
for overtime,

so make sure
to call home

and let them know
it's gonna be
a late night.

Thank you.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

MAN 1: I can
make a call.
MAN 2: Yeah.

Thank God
you're okay.

Stop. I'm working.

I heard on the
radio that a female
detective was shot,

and you weren't
answering your cell.

So, I called
the station,

and they wouldn't
tell me anything.

It's too much
information.
Clearly, I'm fine.

And I'm also
in the middle
of something.

Okay, now I
feel stupid.

No, don't feel stupid.

Shraeger?

Frank Lutz.

Go back to work.
I'll call you later.

(CHAIN PLAYING ON STEREO)

* I hear the words form
some kind of silence

* When the world
falls into violence

* We'll never give in

* Chain

Frank, it's me.
I'm serious.

You call me
the minute
you get this.

Where's Frank?

Has anyone
seen Frank?
Frank Lutz?

(CHAIN PLAYING ON HEADPHONE)

-Wait. What is that?
-What?

That song,
I keep hearing it.

You're crazy, man.
Back off me.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

-Frank?
AMY: Hi, honey.

You didn't forget
about our appointment
with the caterer?

No, honey.
I didn't forget.

Okay, great,
so I'll see you
there at...

Okay, I can't really
talk right now.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

-Okay, I gotta go.
-Okay, I love you, honey.

Okay, I love you, too.

MAN: Are they seeing
each other again?

-This is Cole.
-Hey, it's Casey.

How's Beaumont doing?

What?

Aren't you at
the hospital?

No. I had to do
something first.

Listen, we ID'd
the shooter.

He, uh, pulled
a camera-store
job last week.

Goes by the name
of Frank Lutz.

I'm heading
down there now
to check it out.

Cole?

Yeah.

Okay. Thank you.

Hey. Where
have you been?

Hospital.
You go yet?

Of course.

You put together
a list of guys with
prior bus robberies?

-Yeah.
-Okay.

What about
reaching out
to metro?

Yup, and I got
a call to army
surplus stores,

gun shops,
any place you can
get a grenade.

My question is,
what are you doing?

I'm in charge.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(WHISPERING)
I hate him.

-Hey.
-Hey.

We were supposed
to have lunch.

Right. I'm sorry.
I got caught up.

Well, you know,
when you stand
a girl up,

it sends a message
that you're not
interested.

No, no! God, no!

No, I'm so,
so interested.

It's just, Beaumont's
in the hospital, and...

You believe in fate?

Not like that.
That's cheesy.
I mean,

I'm asking,
do you feel like
you have a destiny?

Oh, absolutely.
I'm a very
spiritual person.

(STAMMERING) Well,
I got this witness
in the case, right?

And she says...

You know I'm 42,
right? I'm 42.

She says the
number 42 is very
important to me.

You want to talk
about the number 42?

We'll talk about
the number 42.

You know, in Judaism,
God's true name
has 42 letters.

-Did you know that?
-Really?

Yeah.
And in numerology,

the number four
means creation,
two means union.

I also speak French.

Do you see what
you missed at lunch?

(CHUCKLING) Yeah.
Create union. Yes.

That's very nice.

In Chinese,
the number 42

sounds like
easy death.

That's true.
So, what are you two
cutie pies talking about?

Oh, well,
your friend stood
me up for lunch.

And when I
asked him why,

he said a psychic
told him the number 42
was important to him.

Really? 'Cause I
could've told him that.

So, what else did
this psychic say?

She said the guy
was gonna rob
another bus at 2:00.

Goes to show you
what she knows.
It's 2:15.

Banks, Delahoy,
we got another
bus robbery. M31.

Saddle up.

I don't know
about you guys,

but I just
got chills.

Still haven't
made it inside?

-No.
-We ID'd the shooter.

Goes by the name
of Frank Lutz.

That's him.

Fingerprints match
a camera-store heist
from last week.

But you know
what's weird?

The owner told me
that there's usually
a patrol car

that sits across
the street,

in front of the
Embassy of Endor.

-Endor?
-Yeah.

Home planet
of Ewoks.

Well, that's wrong.
Andorra.

Yeah, let's go
with that one.

Anyway, the strangest
part of all

is that the night
of the robbery,

a Detective Chase
from the Second Squad

called in and had
the vehicle moved.

There is no Chase
in our house.

Exactly.

This mean
anything to you?

Where's Cole?

At the precinct. Why?

You should think
about going in there.

She's not
even awake yet.

Yeah, but if, you know,
if it's my boyfriend,

I'd like him
to be there
when I woke up.

Well, I'm not
her boyfriend.

Good to know.

Okay.

So, let me get
this straight.

Two buses get
robbed in one day,

and you're on
both of them.

I told you he'd
rob another one.

You realize you
predicted a crime.

From where I stand,
that makes you
an accomplice.

It's no accident,
you know.

The fact that
you're here, that
this is your case.

I saw you
in my vision.

Hey, lady, look.

You need to cut out
all the new-age crap,

and tell me how
you wound up
on that bus.

He's gonna rob
another one
around 5:00,

but this time,
he won't get away.

You'll catch him.
He'll go to jail.

Go, NYPD.

-Which bus?
-I don't know yet.

But he's gonna
kill someone.

But don't feel bad.
I've had a good life.

You? He's gonna kill...

It's my time.
I've seen it.

Shattered glass,
smoke,

people screaming.

You can't fight fate.

Yeah, you can.

If you think you're
gonna die on a bus,

you don't get
on the damn bus.

Detective Banks,
trying to cheat
your own destiny

is as pointless
as wearing a
bulletproof vest

or wrapping
your desk in foam.

This is a scam.

You trying
to play me?

How does this work?
You going through
my trash?

Following me
to the office?

What?

You're gonna arrest me.

Because it makes you
feel better to believe
that I'm a criminal,

not a psychic.

You're damn right.

I'm gonna arrest you.

Hey.

She's alive.

What happened?

There was a customer
at the diner, had a gun,

and the shot came
through the wall.

Sarge...

We can leave the whole
interoffice romance

and how you're
supposed to clear
that with me first

conversation
for later.

Who sent muffins?

Alvarez.

He does know
I was shot in
the stomach, right?

(CHUCKLING)

COLE: Allison?

Hey.

It's okay.
I'm okay.

I'm so sorry.

Uh, we'll be
right back.
Come on.

What's wrong
with you?

You don't cry.
You make fun of her.

You tell her how
hot she looks

with the tubes
coming out of her.

Anything. But
don't be a woman.

No, you're right.
I'm sorry.

And stop apologizing.

This is the job.

Cops get shot.
Not your fault.

Sarge, I have to
tell you something.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

You gonna take it?

Yeah, I'm sorry.
I got to.

Where are you?

-Hey, buddy.
-It's over, Frank.

They know who you are.

(LAUGHS) Nothing's over.

You see, they
make their moves.
We make ours.

Maybe you
didn't hear me.

They ID'd you, Frank.

The entire city
is looking for you.

I'm turning
myself in.

Navan, hey.
This is the endgame.

We still got
plays to make.

(LAUGHS) I mean,
maybe I was
presumptuous.

Maybe I moved
my queen out
a little early.

This isn't
a game, Frank.

You killed Kowalski,
and you put my partner
in the hospital.

I'm shutting
you down.

Hey, aren't you supposed
to be someplace right now
tasting wedding cakes?

Yeah, that place
on Hudson.

I'll tell you what,

Amy sure does
look disappointed
that you stood her up.

You know, there
ain't nothing sadder

than a bride-to-be
tasting wedding cakes
by herself.

Don't you
touch her, Frank.

Oh. Looks like
she does enjoy that
devil's food, though.

You think she does?

Enjoy the devil's food?

-Please, Frank.
-Please, what?

You're acting like
I'm the problem
here, Navan.

Every time I
help you out,

do you say,
"Thank you, Frank.

"I couldn't do it
without you, Frank"?

No! You bust my nuts!

Well, I'll tell
you what, son.

You are going to show
me some appreciation.

Twenty thousand.
Small bills.

Pier 6,
Brooklyn Navy Yard.

You got one hour.

Alvarez asked me
to voucher for that
cash he pulled in

on that drug
bust last week.

Twenty-two thousand
in hundreds.

Now, you know the drill.

You copy each
bill face-up,

stamp it
into evidence,

and initial in
the lower corner.

I'm sorry for the way
Detective Banks treated
you, Ms. Goodman.

You're free to go.

You got to admit, though.

It's kind of
a coincidence that
you were on both buses.

Yeah. Just bad luck,
I guess.

Well, you sure you
can't stick around,
look at some pictures?

Oh, I wish,
but I have a date
with destiny.

Can't be late.

What's up?

Alvarez let
the psychic go.

Yeah? So?
Her story
checked out.

She's not
an accomplice.

We can't release her.
What if she's right?

What if she gets
on another bus
and he kills her?

What are you gonna do?
Drive her everywhere
she has to go

for the rest
of her life?
It's her choice.

No, that's
the whole point.

It's not her choice.
It's fate.

She has hers.
You got yours.
I got mine.

Yeah, well,
I also got a positive ID
on the bus robber.

Six witnesses picked
him out of the book.

Louis Diaz,
28 years old.

Guy spent six months
in Bellevue.

Apparently,
he also hears voices,
which is awesome.

And I believe it's our
fate to go out there
and arrest this guy.

She said you can't
fight destiny.

But it's not like
accepting it.

She's more like
embracing it.

I think
she wants to die.

Why would
she want to die?

I don't know.
But I'm gonna
find out.

Oh, hey, Cole.

I can't.
I'm late for...

Yeah, I just got word.
She's gonna be okay.

All right?

-You all right?
-Yeah.

-Thank you.
-Okay.

What was that
all about?

Come on.

I think Cole
knows Frank Lutz.

What?

This is Frank Lutz's
arrest history.

And this is
everything I've pulled
on Navan Granger.

Navan Granger?
Why do I know
that name?

It was on a file
in Kowalski's
storage locker.

Look at the picture.

-Cole.
-Mmm-hmm.

He changed his name
nine years ago.

See if you can
figure out why.

Stole an armored car?

In La Grange, Texas.

At the same time,
Frank Lutz was
living one town over.

So, I think Frank Lutz

was Cole's accomplice.

Uh, that's a stretch.

Oh, I'm not done.

Now, both Cole and
Lutz were in Tulsa,
October of 1998,

and then again
in El Paso in 1999.

Now they're both
in New York City.

Now, I can't prove it,
but they are connected.

You think that Cole had
that black-and-white moved

so that Lutz
could rob the
camera store?

Yeah, I think
they're still
working together.

I don't understand.

Why would Lutz
try to kill you?

(EXHALES) Well,
you know, the only
thing I can think

is that I know
Cole's secret.

Cole and I
talked about it
three months ago.

Right after
you and I found
the file on him

in Kowalski's
storage locker.

Because Kowalski knew.

-Mmm-hmm.
-And now he's dead.

Lutz.

Wait a second.

If Lutz killed Kowalski,

then that means
that Cole must have
known about it.

Yeah.

Walsh, we have to
tell Sergeant Brown.

-No.
-What? Why not?

Look, I had
a three-hour dinner

with Beaumont
last night.

You know what
she talked about
the entire time?

Cole's wedding.

She loves him.

And this
would kill her.

Uh, I thought
you weren't
her boyfriend.

I'm not.

12-year-olds
have boyfriends.

I'm her man.

Well, what do
you want to do?

Well, we keep
an eye on Cole.
We follow him.

And if I'm right,
he leads us
right to Lutz.

He just went out
the door. He could
be going anywhere.

Which is why I put
a GPS tracker
in his pocket.

If he meets up
with Lutz, oh,
we're gonna be there.

NYPD!

-Clear!
-Really?

Oh, Louis Diaz is
what you might call
a bus enthusiast.

Yeah, no kidding.

A slightly disturbed
bus enthusiast.

Thanks.
Hey, I was right.

-It's not fate.
-Huh?

Jennifer Goodman,
the psychic?

Her husband
died last year.

I think she
wants to die.

I think she misses
her husband,

and she's been
riding these buses

'cause she wants
this guy to kill her.
That's not fate.

And if it's not fate,
then I can change it.

And if I can
change her fate,

I can change mine.

ALVAREZ: Hey,
these are all
color-coded.

Different lines,
different days,
different colors.

And there's the M31.
That's the one that he
robbed this afternoon.

Yeah, this is
the M15 from
this morning.

And they're all
marked in black.

I got three here,
86, 27, the 2.

Just so long as
there's not the
M-you-know-what.

Right, Leo?

Where the hell...
Where's Leo?

He's right there.

(INAUDIBLE)

Casey.

Well, I'll see you
at the car.

Where are we?

We tied Lutz to a
robbery last week.
A camera store.

Not connected
to Kowalski?

I don't think so.

You don't think so?

Thought that
we understood
each other.

I thought you
were gonna tell
me the truth.

Sir, do you
trust me?

Is that some
kind of joke?

No. I am the most
trustworthy person
you will ever meet.

And I promise,
if I find anything

that I think will hurt
you or this precinct,
I will tell you.

But until then,
let me do my job.

(CHAIN PLAYING)

* I feel the words
falling in a rhythm

* I see the wind
bearing its decision...

(SIREN BLARING)

* ...to never give in

He's turning left.
He's speeding up.

Hang on.

(SIREN BLARING)

* I hear the words form
some kind of silence

* When the world
falls into violence

* We'll never give in

DRIVER: Hey, buddy,
you getting on?

* Chained in silence

* The rhythm of violence

* Change all around us

* Change in
everything you see

He's heading south
towards the shipyard.

* I'm amazed

* I see the world
in a revolution

MAN:
They want their money.
They want their money.

* Within the darkness
a solution

* We'll never give in

* Chained in silence

* The rhythm of violence

* Change in
everything you see *

Frank.

That my money?

It's funny how things
turn out, huh, Navan?

I mean, you were my
protege, remember?

Grasshopper?

Dumb kid straight
out of foster care?

You remember
that first lock
you tried to pick,

and that one-legged man,
he chased you six blocks?

I mean,
he was fast for
a cripple, though.

I will admit that.

I'm confused
and alarmed
here, Navan.

Hell, buddy. You
double-crossing me?

I asked around, Frank,
at the park,

and you know
what they told me?

You suck at chess.

Those are the
remarks of bitter,
acrimonious men.

This is
Detective Cole.

I have the suspect
in custody.

Navan! Hey!

Let's think
this through.

I go down,
you go down.

I mean,
that's just math.

It's okay.

I deserve to go
to jail for what
I've done.

Well, I don't!
I don't.

I mean,
what did I ever take
but what's mine?

Not all of us get
to start over, son.

Not all of us
get new lives

and pretty girls
that look at us
like we're angels.

Some of us
get dirt in
our stockings.

We live out
in the cold.

You made your
choices, Frank.

Now I'm
making mine.

Brooklyn Navy Yard.
Suspect is on Pier 6.

You give me
no choice, Navan.

I'm pulling my gun.
I'm reaching for it.

Now, I don't want to,
but I got no choice.

Don't do it.

Okay, okay.
Now, that's good.

No, we're both
reasonable men.

I will shoot you, Frank.

I know.

It's okay.

Everything's
gonna be okay.

Police!
Don't move!

(GRUNTING)

What?

(WHIMPERING) Gamera,
Rodan, Mothra,
Mechagodzilla.

How you doing?

I just ran
four blocks.

I hate running.

I could have
a heart attack
or get hit by a car.

That's my life.

You know, I got
a waterless toilet

so if I pass out in it,
I won't drown.

Hedorah, Megalon,
Orga, Baragon.

But,

I'm running
to catch the bus,
and I think,

"What am I doing?"

I'm not happy.
I'm miserable.

I'm afraid
all the time.
That's not life.

Maybe I should
just get it over with,

stop fighting.

Ghidrah, Yonggary, Yog!

The monsters
want their money!

And yet,

I can't let you
blow these people up.

Hey, stop the bus!
Stop the bus!

Listen, why don't you
give me that grenade?

Louis, give me
the grenade.

(EXCLAIMS)

Everybody off
this bus now!

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

DELAHOY:
Hey, daddy-oh.

What you doing?

BANKS: Wait, he...

No, he threw...
And then I...

It's a fake.

A fake?

Could have
happened
to anybody.

I'm alive.

I'm alive!

(LAUGHING)
I'm alive.

Nice work, Detective.
I'm putting you in
for commendation.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

It was never fate.

Look, I know
about your husband.

I know you want to
die to be with him,

but fate doesn't
work that way.

I saw what I saw.

You know what I saw?

I saw fate get
its ass kicked.

Boo-yah!

Hey, buddy.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

I know about
La Grange,
about Tulsa.

I know
you and Lutz
were partners.

I know you called
the 6th last week,

had a patrol car
moved so Lutz can
rob a camera store.

And I'm pretty sure

that you and Frank
Lutz were involved

in the murder
of Burt Kowalski.

-Jason...
-I'm not done.

I also know
that you're
a good man.

And that you're
a good cop,

and that you
truly want to
change.

So here's
what I think.

I think you moved
to New York and
started a new life.

I think Frank Lutz
found you,

and blackmailed you
into helping him.

I think Kowalski
found out about
your past.

You panicked,
you told Lutz.

Lutz had
Kowalski killed.

When I found out,
Lutz tried to kill me.

I never meant
for any of this
to happen.

That is
what I know.

Here's what
I'm gonna do.

Nothing.

And the reason
why I'm gonna
do nothing

is lying
in a hospital
bed uptown.

If I was any
kind of a man,

I'd be there
with her right now,

but instead
I am here
talking to you.

So, Cole, keep
your nose clean,

'cause I'll be
watching you.

It's done.

So, uh, we good?

Yeah, we're good.

You sure?

You look tired.
You should get
some sleep.

(SCOFFS)

You. Up now.

WOMAN: All right,
all right. What's
your address, miss?

Where are
we going?

Supply closet.

I'm done
playing it safe.

Why, Detective,
I like this new
take-charge attitude.

There have
to be rules.

Rules?

Yes, I grew up
without any rules,
and it didn't work.

So, if we want
this to work...

I, um...

I want this to work.

Then there have
to be rules.

I'm listening.

Rule number one,
you can't leave me
40 messages at work.

Rule number two,
you can't come
by the precinct

without
prearranged plans.

But what if you
forgot your lunch

and I need to
bring it to you?

(WHISPERING)
I don't pack a lunch.

(WHISPERING)
Then I agree
to that, then.

Rule number three,
you have to respect
what I do.

I do respect you, Casey.

I mean, God,
I think you're amazing
and brave, but...

But? No. No but.

My parents think
this is a phase.

They think I'm
just rebelling.

But I love what I do,
and I'm good at it, okay?

So whoever I date
has to understand that.

Can I agree
to work on that?

Sure.

Are there
any more rules?

-No.
-Good.

You want to
come in and watch
A Fistful Of Dollars?

It's Clint Eastwood week.

Yes. Yes, I do.

FEMALE DISPATCHER ON RADIO:
Second Squad,
this is Dispatch,

sending out a very
special dedication

to a very
special someone.

E-money!

(LAUGHING)
Check out what
I am not wearing.

Oh, yeah.
Hey, we need
to talk, man.

Yeah, okay, wait.

What's that?

You got rid of all your
antibacterial stuff.

Colds, flus,
airborne pathogens,

bring them on, baby.

I am not afraid
anymore. Nothing.

Leo, there was
a traffic accident
20 minutes ago.

A metro bus
overturned.

Jennifer Goodman,
your psychic,
was on it.

She's dead.

You get the muffins?

Fifty muffins.
That's a lot
of muffins.

Yeah, well,
I'm not that good
with emotionality,

so I send pastries.

Well, you're here now.
That's what matters.

(KNOCKS ON DOOR)
Knock, knock.

Hey.

Uh, I'm gonna
see you later.

Where you been?

Catching bad guys.

How'd that go?

He's dead.

Listen, Al,
I need to tell
you something.

When I was 22,
I had a girlfriend.

She was murdered.

She didn't die
right away.

She was in
the hospital
for a week.

Jason, I'm so sorry.

So I need you
to get better

and get out
of here, okay?

Okay.

Promise.

All right,
now move over.